beryl sighs contentedly as she steps lightly from the wagon, dainty feet barely stirring the warm sands as she walks along, listening to the alluring beat of the drums.. her lithesome body draped in a shimmering golden robe as she tips her face towards the beryls.. a gentle smile curving soft, lush lips is barely hidden by the silvery veil.

beryl gasps, sensing someone hidden in the long shadows.. her heart pounding as catches a glimpse of His blue cape in the dimming light .. fearing capture, she turns.. darting off.. throwing her hands up in despair she flees, strands of raven tresses slip from the soft hood concealing them.

*Master* watches the girl, moving stealthily towards her, knowing she can’t escape

beryl swirls, the silk robes clinging to each supple curve as they billow through the air, darting to the right as the Master approaches.. steel collar in a large hand, His smile somewhat amused as His gaze watches her path of flight, the menacing tension slices through the air as she turns to find Him at each point

*Master* steps to the right, blocking the girls' path.. I reach out.. deftly catching her in My steel grasp

beryl screams as His large hand encompasses her shoulder in His tight grip, her eyes wild with fright as she struggles to free herself, hands flying up mortified as He yanks the hood from her hair.. raising her chin defiantly, she glares at the uncouth beast that *dared* to put His hands upon her.

beryl glares angrily at the crowd as they move in closer, cheering this uncivilized brute on.. twisting.. the drums seeming to beat faster as she struggles to tear free from His grasp, her heart racing wildly as she writhes in misery unable to loosen His hold on her

*Master* releases her, My gaze darkening as I watch the girl

beryl sinks to her knees slowly.. her body trembling in humiliation as she kneels before Him.. the crowd drowning out the sound of the drums momentarily as she lowers her head in shame, long ebony tresses flow forward as she extends her arms to Him.. crossing her wrists..

*Master* turns from the girl, deftly catching a coiled chain and collar tossed to Me from within the crowd.. growling, I gesture for the girl to rise.

beryl rises unsteadily to her feet, dainty hands smooth her silken robes about her form.. tears of shame falling softly down her cheeks as she lowers her head, trembling with humiliation.. the sound of the beating drums and the roaring crowd drown out her pleas for mercy

*Master* pushes her head up, beryling deep into her eyes.. locking the Turian ko-lar about her slender neck with a resounding *CLICK*. taking up the length of the chain in His fist, feeding to out as she moves, tormenting her

beryl draws back, her heart pounding as she beryles in disbelief into the crowd, tears of rage fall silently as she crouches down, her hands clutching at the chain, struggling against it, trying to pull herself free of the Masters unyielding grasp.. the crowd and drums goes quiet as they watch her struggle against the inevitable.

beryl cries out in rage, the crowd going wild.. the sound of the drums echoing her cry of despair as twists at the end of the chain.. clawing at it.. her long robes tangling about her legs as she struggles.. casting off them off in frustration, sinful crimson silks swirl delicately about her hips

*Master* smiles amused, My eyes watching the girl as I draw her in slowly, giving her slack at times to keep her off balance.. reeling her in towards what I know is hidden within in her heart

beryl growls, her eyes burning with hatred as she circles the Master, fighting against the chain as He draws her closer.. her hips rocking as if they have a mind of their own to the rising beat of the drum, twisting in the chain, pleading with Him as she writhes against the chain.

beryl suddenly stands still, her gaze locked upon the Master as the drums frenzied beat mimics the turbulent emotions churning within.. sinful diaphanous silks flitter gently, lapping at her rippling thighs as she slowing circles Him.. tears of frustration falling softly down her ivory cheeks as the chain draws her nearer to her fate.

*Master* draws the girl closer, My gaze boring deep into her soul as I capture her collar in My fist, bringing her to My lips, calming her with a gentle kiss.. lifting her, I carry her off in My arms..

beryl gasps as Masters lips meet hers.. her eyes opening wide in astonishment at the gentleness found there, a look of disbelief flashes in her eyes as she feels the stirring in her belly.. beryl wraps her arms about Masters neck as He lifts her into His strong arms, laying her head on His shoulder as she realizes she is finally and truly *free*