The Story of Alexandria ~ 1
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_ *This will be a dark story, about a perviously abused woman who finds her way with the help of some very important people. If abuse of any kind bothers you, I urge you not to read. This will get graphic, but there will be loving moments, happy moments and plenty of naughty moments. There will be sex in graphic detail, but not abusive sex! This is a story of how important it is to love someone, even if they submit to you. Any relavance to people alive or dead is strictly coincidental. * _
*This chapter has no sex and does not mention abuse*
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I stepped out of the landing gate, leaving behind everything I ever knew. The plane that had taken me from where I had been to where I was now slowly disappeared behind me. I wonder where the planes go? Jolted from my thoughts by a voice over the airport loudspeaker, I rushed to the luggage claim. No point in being late. God I'm glad I wore my boots! It's freezing in in Seattle! The boots made me a bit taller, being black with cute silver buckles on the side, they come to my knees, overlapping my only pair of jeans and matching my thankfully warm leather jacket. Pushing my way to the front of the baggage claim I found my new suitcase. My new master, the man I was here to start my new life with, had bought it for me. You could fit a body in the thing! My few meager possessions looked tiny in the large space. Everything I cared to own was in that bag. I heaved it off of the conveyor belt thing that reminded me of a rotating pyramid, and thankfully didn't pull a muscle. After adjusting myself I looked around for any signs to where I should go. Reaching into my pocket I felt a cool metal object brush my paw. A tear threatened. Oh why couldn't I get rid of this? Everything else is gone, why not this? But I know why, I need to remember. Feeling the tear escape, I quickly brushed my eyes and got what I needed out of my pocket. A photo of the man I was here to meet. No matter how many times I looked at the picture of a man called Caesar, I still couldn't believe it, six foot tall, 350 pounds, this man was huge! No wonder people thought he was a bear instead of a wolf! Ok focus, grey fur, blue eyes, will be dressed corporate casual....
I felt my ear twitch more than heard the little cub to my left. I turned, slightly worried and noticed he was staring at me with awe. I guess not everyone sees a desert fox every day. My long ears make it almost impossible not to be noticed, and my white fur sticks out when I'm around others of my species. I smiled warmly at the boy before turning my attention back to my other surroundings. I heard his mother chide him for pointing, and then her whispered comment about a fennec in this climate to what I assumed was her husband. Mentally shaking my head at them I walked to the food court, there was no one matching the picture here; might as well get some food.
"Alexandria?"
The voice had me jumping out of my fur; I spun around so fast my ears grazed his muzzle. He stepped back swiftly and smiled. He was taller in person, I felt miniscule at once. "Oh, yes, that's me. Are you Caesar?"
"Yes, that is me." He grinned, "I didn't mean to frighten you. I'm very glad you decided to come here." He placed a tender paw under my chin and tilted my head to meet his eyes. I couldn't help but stand there, gaping like an idiot. He looked ravishing in a black blazer and matching slacks that seemed to melt into his dark grey fur.His eyes, god his eyes! They were mesmerizing; royal blue that seemed to peer into the deepths of my soul. I stared at him, and he placed a small delicate kiss on my nose before releasing my chin.
Caesar's voice sounded slightly amused as he grabbed my luggage, "Come now Alexandria, your new home awaits. I know you must be starving."
"Yes sir." was all I could manage as I followed him away from the food court. I walked behind him, my tail swinging back and forth, my ears folded to the back, nose to the front; lost in my thoughts as I followed the man I was to call Master from now on. Shaking my head of thoughts better left buried, I found that we had somehow made it outside. The large wolf looked at me with those deep blue eyes. "How are you feeling Alexandria?"
"I'm fine." I lied. I was nervous, frightened, worried, sad, and oddly lonely. I looked at the wolf. He was the only thing keeping me together; the only one there for me recently. With me through everything that had happened when part of my soul was crushed. I smiled; glad to finally be finished with the mess behind me.
He smiled at me, his large canine teeth showing. "Well this way then." He pointed to a silver sports car. I never cared for cars, if it looked nice and went fast I liked it; but I sat in the front passenger seat as he stuffed my one bag in the trunk. The car was sleek on the inside, all black interior and seats with tons of legroom. He slid in beside me, leaning over and taking my muzzle in a paw, "You are safe here. I promise." The whispered words were followed by a kiss that melted me into the leather seat. His tongue was soft and tender, but slightly forceful. Reminding me what our relationship was going to be like. I yearned for it. I wanted to be possessed by him, owned by him. I wanted to be his; to feel loved again.
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