Prey

shayla: Master, sometimes, sometimes he looks at her, when he's using her sexually in some way, or when she's done something that really pleases him, or she, somehow, looks better than anticipated for some reason. There comes this look in his eyes that is almost, no, is, frightening. Not harmful or mean or any thing like that, but so awfully intense that it causes her to be chilled, even as it completely turns her on. Can't look away, but am afraid to keep on looking.

Rich: this, too, is to be expected. It's the look of a predator when considering his prey.

shayla: rather like a deer in the headlights feel, Master

Rich: "Nature made of man the perfect predator.. it made for him his perfect prey: woman"

Rich: That you are frightened, or enthralled by it, only speaks of your awakening to your own femininity.

shayla: Master commands her to look away. She asked him about it once, & explained to him what shayla just told you. He said he orders her to look away because she'd not be able to handle what she sees there if she looks too deeply. Prolly right, there.

Rich: probably. However, the fact that it turns you on, speaks well of your ability to handle it.. or a bit of it.

shayla: & the fear she feels, perversely enough, makes her want to keep on looking

Since our first conversation, shayla has always sensed a feeling of waiting coming from her Master. Nothing threatening, simply a feeling that he was waiting for her to realize something he already knew.

Now that she's here, she occasionally notes glimpses of intensity in him that are frightening and arousing to her at the same time. These looks that she spoke to Master Rich about are a perfect example. A look that will go straight to her soul and gut. She's afraid to keep on looking, but can't seem to look away. It's almost as if she's under some kind of compulsion to keep on looking. She mentioned that it's like a deer in the headlights feel, but when she thinks about it, the feeling she has is more akin to a mouse under the gaze of a cat that's intent on capturing it. A feeling that she's completely, inescapably owned by him. Completely at his whim. She feels more property when he looks at her like that than most any other time.

Most of the time when she's unable to move her eyes from that look he'll tell her to look elsewhere, or ask if a kajira should be meeting her Master's gaze in such a way. There was one afternoon, though, that was different. He'd just finished using her. Sex with Master isn't lovemaking in the traditional sense. He's pleasing himself with shayla, and shayla's main focus during these times is pleasing him. Don't mistake her, she gets plenty of satisfaction from it, both physical and emotional. But that's just a convenient side effect. Master had looked at her with that same intense look in his eyes towards the end and shayla literally lost herself in it. She was unable to note anything else and at the same time she loved every instant of it it was still frightening to her, seeing such possession and ownership in his eyes. As he moved to leave her he said, still looking in her eyes, "be afraid, this is just the beginning." He wasn't talking about sex, but about her slavery and service to him.

What he said was very accurate. She's only belonged to him for a little under 5 months now. Her service is only just starting. Shayla has so far been adapting to being under her Master's will and learning what his preferences are. He's barely begun to own her as he's planned on. And most of what he has in mind shayla has never experienced.

So this look in her Master's eyes is something that speaks volumes to her. It's a look that holds possession, ownership, and what seems to be an intent to keep her as his property in it. It scares the hell out of her, because she knows there's no way she can evade what she sees in her Owner's eyes. It never fails to excite and arouse her. And each time she sees it, she looks forward to the next time she's allowed to see it in her Master's gaze. She revels in it.

shayla