Master needs me.
It's as simple as that.
You see, last night when I came home he was just sitting on the couch, staring at the ceiling. At first I thought he was sleeping, and while it's very unusual for him to nap, I wrote it off as just Master being tired. But then he called me over, saying to get naked first. Understandable; I was sopping wet from the rain.
I shed my clothing and went over to the couch and we spoke. Master was very upset, very very sad. It hurt me to see him hurt. He told me I would be sleeping in his bed from now on. He said he didn't want to be lonely. When I asked what was wrong, he told me Mistress was not coming home for a long time, that a "bad man" had taken her away...and he cried. It ripped my heart in half to see Master cry! I held him close and told him not to, that it would be okay and he laughed that kind of hopeless laugh that I've heard so many times from other slaves and then...kissed me.
Master never kisses me.
No, you have to understand this: Master Never Kisses Me.
The most I've ever gotten from Master was a pat on the head. He's affectionate and caring and kind, but Master never kisses me and he is never loving. I am a slave, I am an object, I can be sold and forgotten, and therefore not worth loving in Tyeni eyes...but Master kissed me.
It was...so amazing. I was allowed to wrap my arms around him, to kiss back, and he didn't pull back. He didn't pull back. He just let me kiss back as he kissed me and he held me close like Guy used to, holding me to him like he would cry again if he let go. It nearly made me cry!
Then he said it was time for bed and he didn't lead me by my collar or anything, he just expected me to follow, so I did. Instinctively, I moved for the foot of the bed. When I'm allowed on the bed, it is for worshiping or I get to sleep at the foot of his bed...But he scooted over to one side of the bed and told me to lay next to him, so of course I crawled over and tentatively laid myself down beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and said goodnight.
I snuggled close and I remember my heart pounding, blushing like a fool, and telling him in an undertone that I love him. I had not meant for him to hear it! I had not even planned on saying it aloud!....But he heard me, and asked me to repeat myself, so I did and he laughed.
He kissed my forehead and told me that he loved me as well, just not as he loved Mistress. Understandable, I said. I thought, well of course he doesn't love me as he loves her. I am but a child to him on a good day, a slave and nothing more at all times.
So I slept...in Master's bed...with Master's strong, dark arms around me...and it was weird...but absolutely, amazingly wonderful...
Saturday, April 7, 2007
This slave: Nothing Out of the Ordinary
[Several entries litter the little book before this one about how she loves her Master or how boring cooking/cleaning is. None of them are dated and all of them are short, but it seems she keeps it on a daily basis. Quite a few bemoan how Jake is never around anymore, and several say how she is coming to do something other than hate her Mistress. It seems she keeps busy with menial chores and missing her Master when he is away. She seems to have pretty much forgotten strife, save for her little misadventures with the head cook at the Crystal Lyon.]
Friday, March 9, 2007
This slave: Finding Myself Swayed
As is usual, the cook decided he didn't want me about today and so I opted to wander about the part of the city I felt safe in. On North Market Street I ran into someone rather unexpected...the kind axeman, Garrach. I was not expected home for some time and he offered to go somewhere and talk...and I had not talked with anyone for a long time...Jake never seemed to have time for me as of late and Mistress...well Mistress is just not good company.
Garrach took me to Cymur's Flames and together we talked of many things. At first he and I simply talked of ourselves. He seems to like it when I talk of Guy...says the slave in me goes away, which is just downright silly, for I have always been a slave; how can I be anything else?
He also...asked me to bed Master all the more, to help Mistress...And while, I am rue to help /her/, I will do it for Garrach...and my growing love of Elbahn. That was not the only thing he offered as conversation topics...he also wishes to see me freed...and honestly? I don't know...At first I balked at the idea. Absolutely no way in all the Dark-covered world! I thought. But...
After last night...with Jake...I began to think. Maybe...maybe being freed would not be so bad...I would be able to choose my own lovers and I would not have to listen to anyone I did not want to listen to...I could spend my time as I wanted and not in that wretched kitchen...
I think that being able to choose whose bed I shared would be the best of all of it...and not having to be home at a certain time. I found myself smiled upon by Elbahn as Jake and I worshiped in the living room...Thank Elbahn we were not walked in on! Master would have punished me and probably Jake as well.
Elbahn smiles on me...Thank the Gods.
Garrach took me to Cymur's Flames and together we talked of many things. At first he and I simply talked of ourselves. He seems to like it when I talk of Guy...says the slave in me goes away, which is just downright silly, for I have always been a slave; how can I be anything else?
He also...asked me to bed Master all the more, to help Mistress...And while, I am rue to help /her/, I will do it for Garrach...and my growing love of Elbahn. That was not the only thing he offered as conversation topics...he also wishes to see me freed...and honestly? I don't know...At first I balked at the idea. Absolutely no way in all the Dark-covered world! I thought. But...
After last night...with Jake...I began to think. Maybe...maybe being freed would not be so bad...I would be able to choose my own lovers and I would not have to listen to anyone I did not want to listen to...I could spend my time as I wanted and not in that wretched kitchen...
I think that being able to choose whose bed I shared would be the best of all of it...and not having to be home at a certain time. I found myself smiled upon by Elbahn as Jake and I worshiped in the living room...Thank Elbahn we were not walked in on! Master would have punished me and probably Jake as well.
Elbahn smiles on me...Thank the Gods.
This slave: A Frightening Idea
I cannot believe I lost this during the move to the new house. What if Master had found it?! That would have been a terrible disaster, should it had occurred...Master...I do not think Master understands me.
We moved right after the plague. It was kind of scary during the time of the sickness, for Master wasn't about and neither was Frederick. Mistress wouldn't allow Jake out of the house and so...Well, I just stayed out of the way.
After the plague was over and I was allowed to leave the house again, Master began speaking of buying a tavern, and he has and now I cook there from time to time. It is frightening; there are many people who want many things and I get overwhelmed. Once I even froze up and the main cook shouted at me, so I left. I reason it is better to stay out of the way and neglect my duties than stay there and be a bother.
I find I feel more and more like a bother as time passes, as I do nothing and all the city is busy with everything; with problems and work and relationships and politics. On and on life goes about me and I find myself lost in it's swirling colors and very frightened...
For instance, I was to get something for Master Vasteel a few mornings ago. He did not feel like going, or was busy or something of the sort and so I was sent out...and I got lost. We had just moved and I found myself in the refugee district, lost and...okay, I admit, crying. I was so frightened! There were people shouting and rats everywhere and many of the men I passed leered and one even tried to convince me to come within his dwelling...I ran as fast as I could and bumped into an old woman, nearly knocking her down. She saw I was crying and asked what was wrong and she helped me find Military Way. I thanked her and asked Melchior and Elbahn to bless the kind woman before running at top speed to the Dragon, hoping against hope that Master would be there....
To no avail.
Master was not at the Dragon, and so I wandered about, feeling safer, but still frightened until I saw the man! Yes, the gargantuan blue man with the axe just as large! The man with the kind eyes who Master and Mistress had frowned at...By Elbahn's Smile, he seems like Guy....
And there was a Constable! A Constable who serves under Master! This would surely be my ticket home, no?
Of course not.
Constable Beos would not even save me a second glance and the kind axeman was simply too busy to care about a short, crying slave of a man he apparently disliked. Luckily, Master Vasteel came into the Inn and I was so relieved that I found myself at his knees, hugging him and sobbing. Master didn't like this, but allowed it because I am "Only a Slave."...I let it pass, biting my tongue. His wife is just as irrational as I am at times...why does he think that being frightened is simply the emotion of a slave?
No matter, for Master took me outside and we were going to go home...until he began fighting with the axeman. He even drew his rapiers and threatened him and said stupid things fueled by anger. I was at my wit's end and I dropped to the ground and sobbed.
The axeman, who's name was apparently Garrach, said some terrible things and after Master gave in and left, obviously defeated (though I doubt he saw it that way), he asked me to go back and get an apology from Garrach. Get an apology from that giant of a man?! The very idea frightened me, but Master asked it of me...So I obliged. All I had to do was simply speak the man's name and he apologized, but then, he did something strange. He told me not to call him Mister, as I do with everyone, even Jake. And he engaged me in conversation and asked if I had time to talk. I did not at the time, and he nodded, understanding, and asked for me to seek him out should I ever have the time...
What an interesting proposition.
We moved right after the plague. It was kind of scary during the time of the sickness, for Master wasn't about and neither was Frederick. Mistress wouldn't allow Jake out of the house and so...Well, I just stayed out of the way.
After the plague was over and I was allowed to leave the house again, Master began speaking of buying a tavern, and he has and now I cook there from time to time. It is frightening; there are many people who want many things and I get overwhelmed. Once I even froze up and the main cook shouted at me, so I left. I reason it is better to stay out of the way and neglect my duties than stay there and be a bother.
I find I feel more and more like a bother as time passes, as I do nothing and all the city is busy with everything; with problems and work and relationships and politics. On and on life goes about me and I find myself lost in it's swirling colors and very frightened...
For instance, I was to get something for Master Vasteel a few mornings ago. He did not feel like going, or was busy or something of the sort and so I was sent out...and I got lost. We had just moved and I found myself in the refugee district, lost and...okay, I admit, crying. I was so frightened! There were people shouting and rats everywhere and many of the men I passed leered and one even tried to convince me to come within his dwelling...I ran as fast as I could and bumped into an old woman, nearly knocking her down. She saw I was crying and asked what was wrong and she helped me find Military Way. I thanked her and asked Melchior and Elbahn to bless the kind woman before running at top speed to the Dragon, hoping against hope that Master would be there....
To no avail.
Master was not at the Dragon, and so I wandered about, feeling safer, but still frightened until I saw the man! Yes, the gargantuan blue man with the axe just as large! The man with the kind eyes who Master and Mistress had frowned at...By Elbahn's Smile, he seems like Guy....
And there was a Constable! A Constable who serves under Master! This would surely be my ticket home, no?
Of course not.
Constable Beos would not even save me a second glance and the kind axeman was simply too busy to care about a short, crying slave of a man he apparently disliked. Luckily, Master Vasteel came into the Inn and I was so relieved that I found myself at his knees, hugging him and sobbing. Master didn't like this, but allowed it because I am "Only a Slave."...I let it pass, biting my tongue. His wife is just as irrational as I am at times...why does he think that being frightened is simply the emotion of a slave?
No matter, for Master took me outside and we were going to go home...until he began fighting with the axeman. He even drew his rapiers and threatened him and said stupid things fueled by anger. I was at my wit's end and I dropped to the ground and sobbed.
The axeman, who's name was apparently Garrach, said some terrible things and after Master gave in and left, obviously defeated (though I doubt he saw it that way), he asked me to go back and get an apology from Garrach. Get an apology from that giant of a man?! The very idea frightened me, but Master asked it of me...So I obliged. All I had to do was simply speak the man's name and he apologized, but then, he did something strange. He told me not to call him Mister, as I do with everyone, even Jake. And he engaged me in conversation and asked if I had time to talk. I did not at the time, and he nodded, understanding, and asked for me to seek him out should I ever have the time...
What an interesting proposition.
Saturday, February 3, 2007
This slave: Naming the Unknown
I have a name.
After Jake named me, it got me thinking about what I should truly be called. Later on, Master takes me to his shop to help with crafting and brings up the discussion of renaming me, as he does not like Zira. We talked about Tyen words a bit, and what exactly I should be called in accordance to how I am and what I am, of course and Master named me Tayl, a word for a shy commoner or something akin to that. I like Master's name for me, it is very pretty, but I thought to myself, "Now I have two names, what am I going to do with myself?"
As I was cleaning up a while after these conversations, I came up with an idea. I'd name myself, and that would be my true name. I sat about and tried to think of a name that I thought suited me, and finally decided on combining the two names I already had. I tried my best to put Master's name first, but Taylmin didn't sound pretty. Nor did Tamin, Taymin, T'mint....no. So, after a few trial and error procedures, I settled on Mintayl instead...it's a very, very pretty name in my opinion and only Mister Jake and I know of it, for I told him at the auction.
As for the auction itself, it was boring and it lasted too long. Mistress bought a slave, a Seari man named Fredrick, and I'm quite glad for that, for now when the Tyeni are out, I will have someone to talk to! He is to be used by Mistress as a gaurd, and he seemed quite put-off abou being sold. I must admit, it is not a fun experiance, but it is nothing to mope about, surely! Also, many people in the crowd looked rather dejected as they watched, and I asked Jake why, for I didn't understand. It seems Fredrick was a free man, and the upset people in the audience were his friends...A little hard to grasp, I must admit. I feel very silly for not comprehending something everyone else seems to understand....
I feel it's silly, but I will respect Fredrick's veiws and such, I guess. I know how odd it feels to be forced to do something new, so I can sympathize a little bit...at least I'll have someone to talk to during the days without leaving the house. As thankful as I am for Master letting me go about the city during the day, it is still a frightening place and I cannot seem to manage to step out of the small house without knowing exactly what I am doing. However, that is not a problem in light of recent events, for Master has forbidden myself and the Mistress to leave the house unattended. I get the feeling Mistress will not obey, but I surely must. I cannot leave the house without permission, and since Master is almost never home, I am stuck, finding new and improved ways to sweep the floor and air out the mattresses...I wonder if Master will let me organize his storeroom so I may have something to occupy myself with? This house is so small...He at least needs a library, if not a kitchen, I'd say...
After Jake named me, it got me thinking about what I should truly be called. Later on, Master takes me to his shop to help with crafting and brings up the discussion of renaming me, as he does not like Zira. We talked about Tyen words a bit, and what exactly I should be called in accordance to how I am and what I am, of course and Master named me Tayl, a word for a shy commoner or something akin to that. I like Master's name for me, it is very pretty, but I thought to myself, "Now I have two names, what am I going to do with myself?"
As I was cleaning up a while after these conversations, I came up with an idea. I'd name myself, and that would be my true name. I sat about and tried to think of a name that I thought suited me, and finally decided on combining the two names I already had. I tried my best to put Master's name first, but Taylmin didn't sound pretty. Nor did Tamin, Taymin, T'mint....no. So, after a few trial and error procedures, I settled on Mintayl instead...it's a very, very pretty name in my opinion and only Mister Jake and I know of it, for I told him at the auction.
As for the auction itself, it was boring and it lasted too long. Mistress bought a slave, a Seari man named Fredrick, and I'm quite glad for that, for now when the Tyeni are out, I will have someone to talk to! He is to be used by Mistress as a gaurd, and he seemed quite put-off abou being sold. I must admit, it is not a fun experiance, but it is nothing to mope about, surely! Also, many people in the crowd looked rather dejected as they watched, and I asked Jake why, for I didn't understand. It seems Fredrick was a free man, and the upset people in the audience were his friends...A little hard to grasp, I must admit. I feel very silly for not comprehending something everyone else seems to understand....
I feel it's silly, but I will respect Fredrick's veiws and such, I guess. I know how odd it feels to be forced to do something new, so I can sympathize a little bit...at least I'll have someone to talk to during the days without leaving the house. As thankful as I am for Master letting me go about the city during the day, it is still a frightening place and I cannot seem to manage to step out of the small house without knowing exactly what I am doing. However, that is not a problem in light of recent events, for Master has forbidden myself and the Mistress to leave the house unattended. I get the feeling Mistress will not obey, but I surely must. I cannot leave the house without permission, and since Master is almost never home, I am stuck, finding new and improved ways to sweep the floor and air out the mattresses...I wonder if Master will let me organize his storeroom so I may have something to occupy myself with? This house is so small...He at least needs a library, if not a kitchen, I'd say...
Sunday, January 21, 2007
This slave: About the City and Out of the Walls
So, the last few days have been interesting. Of all my Masters, Master Vasteel is by far the nicest and most trusting. After my chores are done, I am allowed to roam the city with considerable freedom. It is weird, and I must admit, I don't know what to do a lot of the times. I think I will find a library to frequent or a scribe to bother. I have always been a bit of a trouble-maker, at least in my own eyes, for I do things that do not follow with an exact plan laid before me by Masters. I always find a way out of my cage, I read, I dance and sing...but only away from the eyes of others. I love dancing nearly as much as I love reading...Not that I'd let anyone know. If...Master knew, he'd probably make me perform. He has this weird thing about showing me off, making me be social and such. It is strange and unfamiliar, but...whatever pleases Master pleases me, I guess.
The other day I had finished my chores and went to find Master. Usually Master is at the City Square, so I went there and found Mister Raunik instead. He was sitting under the Tree and we talked for a while. It was a little awkward, because I had heard him speaking with Master about buying me. I admitted I had heard him and he wasn't upset...he was just surprised I could understand Tyen. I thought that was quite silly...I live with Tyeni, why should I not understand them? So, Mister Raunik was very impressed with my intelligence. and we moved our conversation to a garden on the North Wall...to find a copper-haired woman lying in the grass. It was the woman who had assisted Mister Raunik with Master's injury a few nights before, and he was very broken up. I didn't know the woman and...I have never dealt with death. I did not know what to think. People do not die, they get sold or I get sold and we never see one another again...this was odd, but I wished to comfort Mister Raunik. I did not know how! I was very confused and he was very upset...He took me back to the Square and from there, I went home...I could not sleep.
On a lighter note, to veer away from unpleasant subjects, I spent the morning with Jake yesterday. He is an amazing little man! I hope Master does not find out that we left the city walls, though...I do not think he would would approve. However, Jake and I sat in the forest for quite a while, simply talking. It was very nice...And there are "rabbit's" out there that are not rabbits! Rabbits do not have claws like that!
To Jake, I mentioned that I do not have a name I like, and he "named" me Mint. Mint...It's a sweet name, I believe. I rather like it. It felt very silly to be called Mint, but Jake said he wanted something to call me "that doesn't make you cringe every time I say it." So, to Jake, I am Mint, and only he may call me that.
We talked for a great while, about my veil, about Tyeni ways, about Mistress, of whom he is fond. We began to speak of lovers...well, that was my fault, really. Jake said he'd shared Mistress' bed twice, and he'd been honest and kind every time I met him, this day especially and...I told him of Guy. I felt very stupid afterwards, and I actually referred to myself as a person while speaking of it...I was very frightened of what Jake may say, but I have never told anyone anything about myself...Masters are never interested in what a slave thinks, they just wish they would do their duties and be done with it. Master Vasteel is hardly an exception, even though he is an amazing man...but Jake wants to know what I think...It is odd.
But before that, we spoke of how perhaps my Gods are finally blessing me. I unwillingly served Elbahn for so very long that I began to think of him as my patron God, but Melchior has always been close to my heart, for he stands for what I am, save for a pleasure slave, but in my mind, I am as free as I need to be. I have a great Master who cares about me, a beautiful Mistress who does not wish me dead and I think...a friend.
The other day I had finished my chores and went to find Master. Usually Master is at the City Square, so I went there and found Mister Raunik instead. He was sitting under the Tree and we talked for a while. It was a little awkward, because I had heard him speaking with Master about buying me. I admitted I had heard him and he wasn't upset...he was just surprised I could understand Tyen. I thought that was quite silly...I live with Tyeni, why should I not understand them? So, Mister Raunik was very impressed with my intelligence. and we moved our conversation to a garden on the North Wall...to find a copper-haired woman lying in the grass. It was the woman who had assisted Mister Raunik with Master's injury a few nights before, and he was very broken up. I didn't know the woman and...I have never dealt with death. I did not know what to think. People do not die, they get sold or I get sold and we never see one another again...this was odd, but I wished to comfort Mister Raunik. I did not know how! I was very confused and he was very upset...He took me back to the Square and from there, I went home...I could not sleep.
On a lighter note, to veer away from unpleasant subjects, I spent the morning with Jake yesterday. He is an amazing little man! I hope Master does not find out that we left the city walls, though...I do not think he would would approve. However, Jake and I sat in the forest for quite a while, simply talking. It was very nice...And there are "rabbit's" out there that are not rabbits! Rabbits do not have claws like that!
To Jake, I mentioned that I do not have a name I like, and he "named" me Mint. Mint...It's a sweet name, I believe. I rather like it. It felt very silly to be called Mint, but Jake said he wanted something to call me "that doesn't make you cringe every time I say it." So, to Jake, I am Mint, and only he may call me that.
We talked for a great while, about my veil, about Tyeni ways, about Mistress, of whom he is fond. We began to speak of lovers...well, that was my fault, really. Jake said he'd shared Mistress' bed twice, and he'd been honest and kind every time I met him, this day especially and...I told him of Guy. I felt very stupid afterwards, and I actually referred to myself as a person while speaking of it...I was very frightened of what Jake may say, but I have never told anyone anything about myself...Masters are never interested in what a slave thinks, they just wish they would do their duties and be done with it. Master Vasteel is hardly an exception, even though he is an amazing man...but Jake wants to know what I think...It is odd.
But before that, we spoke of how perhaps my Gods are finally blessing me. I unwillingly served Elbahn for so very long that I began to think of him as my patron God, but Melchior has always been close to my heart, for he stands for what I am, save for a pleasure slave, but in my mind, I am as free as I need to be. I have a great Master who cares about me, a beautiful Mistress who does not wish me dead and I think...a friend.
I am happy.
What a frightening concept.
What a frightening concept.
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
This slave: Musings Of A Pampered Pet
I am fond of my Master.
I find it odd to feel happy around someone after all these years. My last escapade with positive feelings led me to be bought a bastard of a man who beat me daily. Somehow Master Vasteel has brought about pleasant emotions and not brought pain...yet. He has a wife, a gorgeous woman who I am very proud to call my Mistress, and the Tyeni seem very much in love. Some of their customs confuse me, however, such as the fact I must wear a veil. Why a veil? I'll never understand it and honestly? It bothers me quite a bit, but Master seems to like it, so I am pleased. However, Master is very busy, as he is the Reeve, and everyone and their brother seems to have a problem...This leaves myself and the Mistress rather lonely sometimes, but I can cope with it.
However, I guess Mistress cannot cope quite so well with Master's absence, for she has hired a man to be her companion. He strikes a rather shocking resemblance to myself, and I find it very funny. Jake has flaming hair a bit lighter than my own, and his eyes are blue and not green, but we're both very similar in height and build, save for the fact I'm very obviously female and a smidgen taller. I ponder if this is a simple coincidence or purposeful. I don't even pretend to know.
I talked to Jake the other night when Master went to get checked up on. Master instructed me to speak to people and...well, I don't like talking to people. It was kind of odd. However, the choice of who to talk to was thankfully stolen when Jake spoke to me, and I find him to be quite a nice man.
I overheard the Master talking to a man who /sounded/ Tirrish, but was blatantly not Tir. He spoke broken Tyen and was asking if I was for sale...I blocked Jake from my thoughts as I listened to their conversation. I was a little apprehensive at first, but the man seemed to only wish me for a gatherer, and Master deterred this train of thought. I'm not a gatherer...Thank Melchior that all this slave is good for is sex, no? Or perhaps Elbahn for that...Master follows Elbahn, as does Mistress. I feel that I am not worthy to worship Melchior, seeing as I "worship Elbahn" quite a bit more than I read it seems...But I still value knowledge above everything except the Master's wishes...perhaps I am just choosing the worship of the Master over the worship of my Gods? I do not know.
I do know something, however: I am happy with my Master. He gave me a collar after we left Jake and the others. A collar! I have not had a collar since I shared Guy's Master. It is such a nice collar, and it's a wonderful feeling to have a collar about my neck once more. He also gave me a veil, and I admit it's pretty, if extremely baffling. It's only a half veil, so my eyes are unobstructed as I take in the knowledge around me...although, the floor isn't very informative.
I find it odd to feel happy around someone after all these years. My last escapade with positive feelings led me to be bought a bastard of a man who beat me daily. Somehow Master Vasteel has brought about pleasant emotions and not brought pain...yet. He has a wife, a gorgeous woman who I am very proud to call my Mistress, and the Tyeni seem very much in love. Some of their customs confuse me, however, such as the fact I must wear a veil. Why a veil? I'll never understand it and honestly? It bothers me quite a bit, but Master seems to like it, so I am pleased. However, Master is very busy, as he is the Reeve, and everyone and their brother seems to have a problem...This leaves myself and the Mistress rather lonely sometimes, but I can cope with it.
However, I guess Mistress cannot cope quite so well with Master's absence, for she has hired a man to be her companion. He strikes a rather shocking resemblance to myself, and I find it very funny. Jake has flaming hair a bit lighter than my own, and his eyes are blue and not green, but we're both very similar in height and build, save for the fact I'm very obviously female and a smidgen taller. I ponder if this is a simple coincidence or purposeful. I don't even pretend to know.
I talked to Jake the other night when Master went to get checked up on. Master instructed me to speak to people and...well, I don't like talking to people. It was kind of odd. However, the choice of who to talk to was thankfully stolen when Jake spoke to me, and I find him to be quite a nice man.
I overheard the Master talking to a man who /sounded/ Tirrish, but was blatantly not Tir. He spoke broken Tyen and was asking if I was for sale...I blocked Jake from my thoughts as I listened to their conversation. I was a little apprehensive at first, but the man seemed to only wish me for a gatherer, and Master deterred this train of thought. I'm not a gatherer...Thank Melchior that all this slave is good for is sex, no? Or perhaps Elbahn for that...Master follows Elbahn, as does Mistress. I feel that I am not worthy to worship Melchior, seeing as I "worship Elbahn" quite a bit more than I read it seems...But I still value knowledge above everything except the Master's wishes...perhaps I am just choosing the worship of the Master over the worship of my Gods? I do not know.
I do know something, however: I am happy with my Master. He gave me a collar after we left Jake and the others. A collar! I have not had a collar since I shared Guy's Master. It is such a nice collar, and it's a wonderful feeling to have a collar about my neck once more. He also gave me a veil, and I admit it's pretty, if extremely baffling. It's only a half veil, so my eyes are unobstructed as I take in the knowledge around me...although, the floor isn't very informative.
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