The Story of Alexandria~2
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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 in graphic detail*
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The car ride was silent, rain falling softly on the windshield and the steady wub sound from the wipers making my ears twitch. I decided to try and make pleasant conversation to take my mind off of the silence. "It's um... nice to finally meet you." I inwardly groaned. What am I doing?
"It is a pleasure to meet you as well Alexandria." He placed a paw on my jean covered thigh. I looked over and noticed he was smiling. Something about that smile helped me feel at ease. I sighed, slowly sinking into my seat and closing my eyes. The wub started to make me sleepy and my eyes felt heavy. I felt the car turn and stop gently, as if we were gliding across the pavement. His paw gently slid up my thigh and I let it, feeling safe and protected. My eyes fluttered closed, and the next thing I remember was him gently rubbing a finger across my lips.
"Alexandria, we're here." I heard his words through a fog of sleep, slowly opening my eyes and doing my best not to yawn. His eyes were right in front of me. He had apparently parked, walked all the way to my side of the car, and opened my door before undoing my seatbelt and gently waking me. I groggily turned to look behind him at my new home. This place is huge... My mouth dropped and I had to resist rubbing my eyes like they do in cartoons. I knew it would be big but wow...
I jumped when he grabbed my paw, leading me from the car and towards the house. I could see large floor to ceiling windows to the left of the front door, blinds closed from the cold dreary day. Windows to what I assumed were the upstairs bedrooms stared down at me coldly and I shivered. Maybe it was the rain, but the house seemed dark and ominous. I stood on the stoop outside of the door and waited for Master to find the correct key. He exclaimed lightly and hurriedly unlocked the door, leading me inside.
As I stared at my new surroundings, sleepily might I add, I had forgotten a previously stated rule. No shoes on the carpet. I took two steps towards the living room and felt a tug on my tail. I jumped and squealed bringing my arms up to shield my chest. "I'm sorry what did I do?"
"Relax, just reminding you to take off your shoes." He chuckled and bent to undo his own laces, humming a happy tune as he did. I knelt, untying my boots and carefully peeling them off of my feet. I huffed when my sock disappeared into my boot, annoyed that my footpaw was now cold. I felt my tail twitch angrily as I rummaged to find it, but somehow it had vanished. I looked over to the wolf next to me, or rather wolf bear. Still can't grasp how big this guy is....
"You don't need socks. I like your paws, cute and fluffy." I could tell he was laughing at my frustrations, not meanly, I probably looked hilarious. On my ass, fishing in a shoe for a sock that is long gone somehow, huffing childishly when I couldn't find it; I smiled and continued to take off my shoes, deciding to stuff my other sock in my boot as well. At least they will be lost together.
I looked down at my toes, short black claws peeking out from my longer footpaw fur. Something else strange about me, from my ankles down I had really fluffy long fur covering my feet. It was a hassle to brush and made shoe shopping an utter nightmare. Everyone that saw my feet thought they were lovely though. The thought brought back memories of delicate foot rubs, ones that used end in broken toes and accusations. The thought made me shudder and I looked back to Master Caesar. "May I walk on the carpet now?" I asked with a smile.
"You may, although once your shoes are off you don't need to ask. Come on I bet you're hungry, then we can go finish that nap you started in the car. I'm exhausted. " He grinned and helped me to my feet, leading me past a large living room into a spacious kitchen. I sat at the island bar top and watched him heat up some interesting soup from the fridge. "Alexandria, what would you like to drink?" His back was turned to me, muzzles and paws rummaging in the fridge for something.
"Um... water is fine." I yawned and sniffed the air, smelling familiar scents of oregano and pepperoni. "What are we eating?"
"Pizza soup, one of my specialties; I made it yesterday." He set a bottle of water on the island, sipping his own before moving to the microwave. Using a towel to take out an expensive looking bowl, he slipped another serving into the microwave before bringing me the hot soup.
"Pizza..... Soup.... Sounds weird." I took the spoon offered and stirred the soup carefully, finding cheese and pepperonis in a delicious smelling tomato sauce. I skeptically took a bite, and found it to be amazing. "Wow this stuff is awesome!"
He chuckled and went to retrieve his own meal, sitting down opposite me to eat. We quietly ate for a few minutes, enjoying the silence and the sound of the rain against the house. I debated on scraping my bowl or asking for more when he started to speak.
"Alexandria.... As you know I love your name, but it's a bit long, and I'm not sure how the other members of the house would address you. How about we come up with a nickname; something short and easy to remember." He sipped his water, waiting for me to reply.
"Well, everyone used to call me Ally." The memories that came from saying that name made my heart ache. I suddenly didn't feel hungry anymore.
"Oh no, that is not who you are, you are not Ally. Bleh." He grinned and stuck out his tongue at the thought, making me laugh. "What about Andria?"
"Ew no... gods no.." I made a disgusted face, fake gagging as well. He laughed and set both of our bowls in the sink.
"Alright, that's a no then. Hmm." I watched his face carefully. His lips moved silently as he tried different names out in his head. Eventually he sighed, hanging his head comically. "I have nothing. Honestly all I can think of is Andria and apparently that makes you sick."
"I'm not good with names... I just always answered to whatever someone called me, including bitch and woman." The memories came back again, how long until my mind would let go?
Just then the door opened, Master looked towards the living room and smiled. "Ah, the lady of the house has arrived! Maybe she can help." He held out a hand to me, and I took it, walking with him to the living room.
I looked over the living room once again, a plush leather couch and armchair were positioned in front of a large entertainment system, all sorts of gaming consoles and movie players filled the shelved under a large flat screen tv. I knew some of the gaming equipment and I wondered if Master and I would play together some time. I wonder what he likes to play.
"Welcome home love, how was your day?" The dark grey wolf walked towards the door, I followed him with my eyes, and gasped lightly. I had talked to Lady Surra occasionally; she was very nice and accepting of me. I was awed a bit in her presence. Geez I feel so plain next to them.... They're both beautiful.
Lady Surra was a white lioness, covered in faint red markings that seemed tribal in nature. From what I saw, she had markings that started at her shoulders and covered her arms and torso, her deep V shirt covering most of them. She smiled and placed a small kiss on Master's lips before turning to me. "So this is her? Very pretty fox, and those ears are adorable!" Her voice made me think of slow poured molasses; thick sweet and dangerous. I shivered from my head to my feet.
"Good afternoon Lady Surra." I resisted the urge to courtesy. Damn my manners, they are so deeply programed. Well they should be after 6 years.... My thoughts drifted off to no man's land before I was interrupted by the lioness.
"Surra is fine dear." Her smile was warm. I smiled as well and we all walked back towards the kitchen. "And what shall we call you?" She turned to me, her own bottle of water in her hand. Master Caesar smiled and started making her a bowl of the delicious Pizza soup.
"We were actually just trying to figure that out, her full name is Alexandria, but that's a bit long don't you think?" He sat again at the island bar, and motioned for me to sit next to Lady Surra. I sat carefully, not wanting to invade her bubble, wishing my ears to be still.
"Hmm well, what about Alex? Cute, short, kind of boyish, easy to remember." She looked from me to Master, obviously waiting to hear our thoughts. I liked it, it fit me well and I had never been called that before. But I waited patiently to be addressed.
"What do you think Alexandria?" The dark furred wolf took my small white paw in his, rubbing his thumb pad over my wrists. Goddess his hands are huge...
"I really like it." I felt myself blush as I looked down at the countertop. Alex....Alex... it played over and over in my head like a song. I really enjoyed the sound of it. Thoughts of being called to dinner, or being asked what I'm doing ran through my mind and lifted my heart. It was a whole new name for a whole new life. I looked up to find both the lioness and the wolf looking fondly at me.
He chuckled and motioned grandly towards the rest of the house. "I love it; well Alex, welcome home."
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