Invite her to your bed?
From Create Your Own Story
With a stiff sigh, you stand from your bed and come to rest next to her, thinking you might try and strike her Carla is already posed to defend herself with her bound hands. Reaching up you unhook her chains from the hook in the wall and guide her unwillingly to your bed.
"Sit, if you so wish to."
Releasing the grip on her chains they fall to the floor in a clatter leaving you to fall back onto the bed with a relaxed sigh.
"Where do you come from, or more to the matter... how did you end up here?" You question her giving little concern to the position she is in.
"I have nothing to say to you, filthy swine," she barks at you with a wild flip of her hair letting her hair bright in a blaze from the dying light outside causing your eyes to widen at her natural beauty.
"You just spoke to me," you chuckle gently at her words but shrug it off.
"Very well, you're right you don't have to speak to me if don't wish. It would make things much better in the long run but I'm in no rush."
Carla's eye brow rises at your words though the pouting glare doesn't fade from her face.
"If you have nothing to say then I suggest we rest for the night. The next day will be long for the two of us, its best to rest up."
"Long?" The word slips from her lips before she could catch herself.
"Training of course. Whether you like it or not, and I assume you don't, you are my slave now." The anger burns in her eyes with the flipping of her chains but before she can speak you take the moment to.
"Stop." Your cutting command breaks her movements feeling a trickle of fear running through her body at the sudden change in your normally lax behavior.
"I get it, I do. But consider this. Had it not be for me, you would be in a far less welcoming home, working in a whore house, on your hands and knees all day and night for people that would treat you less than the dirt you walk on. You would be nothing more than a human toilet. The life you lead here won't be glamorous; however, you won't have to worry about your next meal, a roof over your head, or a bed to sleep in."
While the anger hasn't left her eyes, her silence seems to be concession enough.
"Wait, what bed?" Carla seems to have just noticed that this was the only bed in the room.
"Why, the invisible bed that's right next to you. I had it especially brought over from the land of 'What the hell do you think, woman?'" You reply sarcastically before rolling your head onto a pillow.
"I shall not bed with you!" Carla jerks up from the bed in a huff, arms crossed over her chest.
"Then feel free to sleep standing or on the floor." You wave your arm at arm with little care, already you can feel sleep coming on.
"Oh, and if you try to strangle me in my sleep, the guards outside the room will drive their swords through you without a second thought," you say lightly. Can't have her doing anything too stupid. She can snap and bark all she likes but she isn't allowed to bite.
Eyes drifting back and forth across the cold stone floor and the welcoming warmth in the bed, she gives a loud grunt before scuttling across the room. Finding whatever passes as a soft place on the ground, she falls against the wall in a huff, all the while her eyes burning on your already sleeping form.
"Mmm...." You grunt softly from the warming light of the morning sun as it bounces through the windows and onto your face. Stirring gently in the covers, you stretch your arms out or try to as they feel something warm and soft pressing against your arm.
Slow to think with sleep still deep in your mind you ponder as what it can be, giving up on guess your eyes squint open to see the sleeping form of Carla dug snugly in the the covers of the bed.
You were right about her, without the anger on her face you can really make out just how beautiful she really is, not to mention cute, what with her mouth open just a gap as she snores softly. It must have been some time since she last slept in a bed such as this one, or even a bed in general.
"Aw...."
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