"No!"

"No!" Eldwyn exclaimed, then she blushed. "I-I mean... Um, if you want me to do something... I... I'll do it, sir... Miss..."

Lucas exposed his teeth in a predatory smile. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, sir," she replied immediately. She clenched her jaw determinedly. "I want to be your good... your good slut."

"What if we don't want you to be good? Maybe we want you to be dirty. Nasty, even."

She shivered and her eyes lost their focus, not quite rolling back into her head, but fluttering needily, the words seeming to find their way deep into her subconscious.

"Dirty, disgusting... slut," she whispered, slowly, as if tasting the words on her lips. "Nnnmm, yes..."

Unconsciously, one of her hands slipped down and began fidgeting with the top button of her shorts.

Lucas hand shot out, taking her by the wrist and gently but firmly drew them away. "Slow down, girl. Let's go home, first, all right?"

Her eyes darted up to meet his for a brief moment, and then she quickly looked away, her cheeks reddening as she realized what she had been doing, and where.

"I... Um, sorry," she murmured. "Can we go home now? Please...?"

By way of answer, Lucas got up from his seat, pulling her along with him. She was a little unsteady, only partly due to the **** they'd been consuming all evening.

"Are you coming, Audrey?" Lucas asked, but she was already getting to her feet.

"Are you kidding me? Of course!"

She leaned towards Lucas and continued more quietly, to ensure Eldwyn wouldn't hear. "Something tells me this is going to be an interesting night."

"We've got ourselves a pretty little Elven girl who will do whatever we tell her to. Damn right it'll be an interesting night."

"Well, lead the way then, 'master'!"

The three of them made their way across the city. Lucas had strode a few paces ahead of Audrey and Eldwyn, and when the latter crossed the threshold into the hallway, he was waiting for her.

He strode towards her, his hand shooting out to grasp her throat, using the other to pull her right arm behind her back. Her eyes were large, the whites around her pupils seeming to shine in the dim light, and her mouth hung open, frozen halfway on its way to a surprised gasp.

It was too tempting a target, and he smashed his lips against hers. She let out a muffled moan, not of protest, but of submission, and tilted her head backwards, accepting his tongue as it probed her mouth insistently. She made no attempt to fight him as he slowly pushed her backwards, step by step until her back rested against the wall, pinning her arm there.

Behind him, Lucas heard Audrey close and then lock the door. He drew back, smiling as she tried to follow his lips. She whined longingly when he held her firmly and pulled out of her range.

"No, not yet, pet. First, we're going to set some rules."

Her eyes were glassy with desire. "Yes... yes, sir."

"What are you?"

"I-I'm your pet, sir."

"What else?" He asked, keeping his voice warm.

"I'm your slut, sir...", she whispered, lowering her gaze.

"And what are sluts for?"

"They're for fucking, sir."

"Exactly. And sluts can't be fucked while they have your clothing on, can they? So why are you still dressed?"

He knew it was unreasonable to expect her to be naked the instant he shut the door behind him, but he wanted her to accept his word, no matter how unfair, to submit to him completely, even when she thought he was wrong.

"I'm sorry, sir," she replied and drew her free hand up to the top button of her vest.

"Stop!" He snapped. "It's too late for that now."

"I... I don't understand."

"You will. Audrey, will you take our toy into the library? I'll be right there."

"Sure," Audrey responded.

She stepped forwards from where she'd been listening to the exchange, holding out her hand towards Eldwyn, palm up. She took it tentatively, hooking her fingers onto Audrey's, and compliantly let herself be led down the hall, into the library.

Lucas watched the two of them leave, then got to work, gathering up the things he needed into a small leather bag, then joined the two women in the library.

Audrey had settled down into one of the comfortable reading chairs, while Eldwyn stood a couple paces away, her eyes never resting on the same place for more than a couple of heartbeats. Lucas took the other seat and casually leaned back, conspicuously ignoring Eldwyn's nervous look. He and Audrey exchanged a smile, then he cleared his throat.

"Eldwyn, come here."

She hurriedly walked over, lowering her head as she stopped in front of him. He patted his lap; without pausing to think she came closer and sat down, legs to one side.

Her eyes briefly came up, but then she looked away again, unable to meet his intense gaze.

He placed a hand on her back, lower than strictly necessary, enjoying the curve of her back and the slightest depression at the top of the crack of her ass. She shifted her weight from one knee onto the other, trying to alleviate the growing tension between her legs.

With his other hand, Lucas reached into the leather bag and retrieved a pair of scissors. Before she knew what happened, he'd snipped off the top button of her vest. She drew in her breath and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"What are you sorry for?"

"For... for not getting naked like I should have..."

"Shhh," he said, placing a finger on her lips, which parted slightly as if by instinct.