Dungeon

@Master | Chansung Hayi smiled back as wide as she could when he smiled at her. He was just so nice to her and she appreciated that he was giving her time to calm her nerves. But when he moved away, she immediately jumped to conclusions, wondering if she sat too close to him or said something he didn't like, but she calmed down once she saw he was just changing his position. At the question a blush came to her cheeks at the reason she came to a place like this. She wondered if she told him, if he would think she was some kind of for her reason. "I-I came here to experience . As for my old life there isn't anything to miss." Her voice was small and she hoped he didn't ask her questions, because questions caused memories and she didn't want to dig up anything related to her past.

@Slave | Lee Hi Chansung welcomed her next to him with a big smile and a light nod, he appreciated how she was accepting his rather arrogant manner and whished he would make her feel good and happy. The presence of this girl naturally brightened up and softened the atomosphere around them, Chansung was honestly surprised at how a beautiful girl like Hayi could change things without an effort. "So.." He pulled away a little to turn his body to face her. "How did you end up here? Do you miss your old life?" He flashed a gentle smile, leaning his side on the back of the couch, relaxing.

@Master | Chansung Looking up at him a little surprised that he wanted her around. She was certain he was going to tell her to go away by herself. His smile was tender as he addressed her with a question. He was sweet for worrying about her. "I'm sure." She smiled a little, before going to him on the couch. Sitting down, she sat next to him feeling a little more at ease now. He was as gentle as she hoped he would be. "Thank you." Bowing her head slightly, she looked back down at her lap. She could feel the warmth radiating off his body, causing her to relax more when she leaned back into the couch, getting comfortable.

@Slave | Lee Hi Chnasung softened his facial expression meeting her rather vulnerable eyes through her long eye lashes with her shy smile. "Of course it's okay as long as you feel comfortable. What I don't want is to make you feel doing something you don't want to do." He slowly sat down on the couch behind him and looked up at her, smiling very tenderly. "Are you sure you're okay with me? If so come here, Hayi." He tapped on the couch next to him. He didn't mean to make this beautiful girl nervous, but if she still felt nervous, he was ready to make her feel easier and better by taking care of her because he was already interested in her.

@Master | Chansung Noticing he was looking at something, she looked down and saw she was fiddling with her dress, giving him a nice view of her legs. Blushing, she dropped her skirt and looked up at him, embarrassed. "I guess I am a little nervous." She whispered, looking down at her feet. Now her hands had nothing to do but to fidget with each other, so she claimed them together in front of her. Peaking up at man she hoped would be gentle with her through her lashes, she smiled shyly. "I'm fine. I've been by myself for awhile, so I'd like to stay with you, if that's okay. But if it's a burden, then I'll be fine alone." She hoped he wouldn't leave her alone. She didn't like not being around other's even though she was shy. Looking back down at her feet again, she bit her lip lightly, now finding another nervous habit.

@Slave | Lee Hi "Okay Hayi." The master noticed this female slave seemed to have a bit of personalities, or she was just being posh, and he really wished everything would go smooth because the next thing he hated to a whiny woman was an argument with woman, because he knew he couldn't win. All he wanted was a peaceful life with a lot of hot with his slaves, he didn't need a slave who wasn't happy with his style nor he wasn't into taming anyone, he didn't dare to teach anything to anyone. Although he was nice to slaves normally, still it wasn't like he'd change his things according to an individual slave. "Are you nervous or something, Hayi?" Noticing the girl was fiddling with her skirt and showing off her legs. "Do you want to relax on your own for awhile?" Chansung thought it could be better to have a distance for awhile until the slave would get used to the new environment.

@Master | Chansung His course language startled her a bit, before she smiled slightly and decided on what to call him after she heard it. "I'll just call you Master then." His smile was pretty and friendly enough. Maybe he was different than what he first impression suggested. The thought of being called a slave was distasteful to her. It wasn't the name her mother gave her and her name was much better than one that suggested she was an object. "Hayi, please." They walked for awhile, before coming up from the dungeon. The surface was brighter and livelier than that dull dingy basement they wanted the slaves to call home. Walking into his house, she still played it save despite his words to whatever she wanted. Taking her white wingtips off at the door, she blushed at his complement. She didn't called pretty often. Usually cute and meek were the words that most used to describe her. Walking in, she admire the large space of his home. Even when she lived in the outside world she'd never seen a house this big before. "You have a beautiful home. And I don't need a room. I don't want to impose." Looking behind her, she watched him close the door. In a stranger's home, she didn't want to take up any room or be a burden, so she just took a few more steps in his direction to stick close to him. Biting her lips, she began to play with the hem of her dress, rising it up a little bit. It was a nervous habit she had never managed to get rid of or be conscious of when she did it.

@Slave | Lee Hi The girl seemed to have a nice body, Chansung judged so when she stood up in her girly long dress which suited her perfectly. She passed the master's first test because she just obeyed his order without asking a thing to follow him to outside the cell room. The last thing he needed was woman who'd talk a lot. "You can ask me anything you want. Call me Chansung or Master, whichever you prefer. I don't give a ." The master chuckled lightly, looking at her with a smile as welcome her, at least she was ready to call his name. "How about you? What do you prefer to be called? Hayi or Slave?" After going through the large entrance hall for the masters' residential area, the two were soon reaching his house. "Do whatever you want. I'd be happy to just have someone very pretty around my house." Opening the door for her, the master chuckle and suggested her to relax in the house, of course it'd be much better if she liked him personally but he thought it was important to get to know each other first. Chansung was always very tender towards girls especially very attractive ones. "Maybe the living room is the most relaxing place in my house, but I'd give you a room for you if you want." Chansung led her to his living room which was equipped with some large couch sets with silk throws and cushions, the windows were ceiling high and the room was connected to the back garden. "You can sit in the sun if you want because you might have missed it after spending sometime in the dungeon. " Chansung smiled at the newly met female slave as he closed the door behind him.

@Master | Chansung Hearing a voice call her name, she looked up from her musings to see a tall muscular man talking to her. He said something about following him. Where to, she didn't know, but she knew it wasn't her place to disobey. Standing up, she dusted it off her white lacy knee length dress and followed behind him without complaint, wondering where he was leading her. She was worried about what type of man he was. Judging from his build, he looked like the abusive type and she surely hoped he wasn't. That was something she didn't want to endure for a second time in her life. They were silent as they walked for awhile. Breaking the silence, her voice was low and quiet, barely loud enough to break the silence. "Umm if you don't mind me asking, but what's should I call you?"

@Slave | Lee Hi That's true Chansung prefers to a man rather than a whiny woman but this master knows it'd be a big miss if he goes to be totally gay. He isn't that ignorant not to know the privilege of loving a good submissive girl who knows how to have fun. Recently he heard a rumour a very beautiful girl slave was successfully captured into this mansion and she is still untouched by any master. Usually very lazy master Chansung is even humming on the way down to the notorious dungeon, walking down the stoned stairways. He knows instantly which girl she is as he opens the door. "Hey.. Is that you, the slave called Hayi? If so follow me." He nods upwards toward the exit of the cell, there's no way to do anything with this beautiful girl in anywhere which isn't warm and clean. she needs to be treated good. Chansung walked out of the cell room expecting the girl would follow him.

@Master | Chansung It's been a few weeks since Hayi has been here, but no one seems to want her. All she's been doing to hanging out in the dungeon and leaving for meals and other recreational things, but other than that a man hasn't touched her for some time. Maybe it was because she wasn't all that experienced, and it discouraged her to think that. After the first time with her demanding boyfriend she kind of shied away from and men. All she wanted was a good time with a nice guy that could be dominating, but not abusive. Leaning against the wall, she sighed softly at her thoughts. There probably wasn't a man like that here. It was a mistake coming to place like this where rough was probably the only kind done here. Lost in her thoughts, she didn't here the jingling of keys to her cell or the door opening as a man stepped in.