This new being seemed to have no argument with her, and for a moment the succubus felt comforted as he allowed her close to him. Then he tilted her chin up and she felt his fingers brush against her throat, undoing her master's collar. For a moment her spirits rose, knowing that she might soon be away from the demon who had pushed her so far down --
Damaged slave.
She heard the description, and tried to will the blush away from her face with little success. She supposed she should have been considered nothing more than that, but if her new master saw her that way he might be no better than the old one.
"Yes sir," she replied, because she'd been prompted to. "My name is Sparrow, but you can call me whatever you'd like."
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Date: 2017-10-30 05:18 am (UTC)Damaged slave.
She heard the description, and tried to will the blush away from her face with little success. She supposed she should have been considered nothing more than that, but if her new master saw her that way he might be no better than the old one.
"Yes sir," she replied, because she'd been prompted to. "My name is Sparrow, but you can call me whatever you'd like."