Home snakes home! (Leila)

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Leila was quiet the entire time over reflective and deep in thought. When they arrived she looked at the fortified home with a raised brow.

"This is quite the fortress you have here Dr. Garrison, and for good reason I might imagine. Thank you very much for inviting me over."

Leila followed into the elevator as well silently appreciating the decor so far. Her thoughts mainly included her new existence and hunger, the thirst was sharpening even though she'd fed it felt like she was even more thirsty than she was when she'd awoke.

"I presume it is safe to talk about our kinds matters here or should I wait until we are in your proper living area?"

Samuel said no moving his head side to side, while they were in the elevator going home, eventually...

The elevator stopped at the eight floor, two floors before the last flat, the entire floor was one big appartment, Leila could not see a single window everything around, just walls everywhere. There was however several other elements in place: a long tail piano, carpets, big screen led tv, huge stereo, a couple of book shelf and some furnitures and other decorations like pictures and sculptures just in the main chamber.

"This is the guest flat Leila, I hope you find yourself at home. Tantra sent your baggage and your other valuables a few hours ago." said Samuel.

A few minutes later two girls not older than fifteen years old, each one a really beautiful young woman, dressed as servitude.

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"They are Jen and Tracy, they will help you in everything you need." both girls bow before Leila in a polite reverence with a smile in their face.

Leila followed and looked around the main room of the guest flat where she was to stay. The look on her face spelled pure relief, especially at the mention of her luggage and personal effects. She smiled with approval and turned to face Samuel once he announced her maids.

"This is perfect Samuel."

Leila looked around once more and nodded in acceptance. She walked until she was in front of him. She touched each of his shoulders gently and kissed each cheek.

"Thank you for your kindness and hospitality. The girls are beautiful and if they are half the caliber of your Elizabeth, then I am sure they will do fine. Now, will you stay or shall I contact you when I am refreshed?"

"Sounds good, I'm sure you have a lot of questions at the moment. I'll go upstairs to get comfortable and be back in two hours, I think it would be enough time for you to settle down." says Samuel.

Liz nods with a bow of her head and says.
"Have a good rest Sorayya, I'll go to have a well deserve sleep."

Leila nodded to both Samuel and Liz as they exited.

"Enjoy your rest Ms. Elizabeth."

Sorayya never made too much small talk with the help but the hiring of the young girls for his service. It was not something she'd expected to happen in America. Never the less they were there to serve her and she would see to that surely. Once both had cleared her suite she turned to the girls with a small authoritative smile.

"Tracy and Jen, would one of you please prepare a warm bath for me. I have some oils in a small black tote, I'd like you to put in the bath. Particularly the one labeled musk, rose and lavender. And if the other of you could show me to my luggage and help me unpack that would be appreciated."

"With pleasure ma'am" said Jen the blonde while she walked away to prepare Leila's bath. The other one Tracy stayed and said after.

"Come this way, I'll show you where your baggage its" still her tone was not as submissive as the other's.

Leila nodded and went along with Tracy, looking over each detail of her suite as they went.

"How did you girls come to work under Dr. Garrison?"

It was entirely out of character for her to ask, but the servitude of such young girls in this country seemed wrong to her. So she asked the question instead of allowing it to linger in her mind.

Tracy didn't even turn her face to answer.
"... we're Samuel's sexual slaves, we suck his cock every night. Quite a job, you know?". The little girls tone was rude and Leila could sense the sarcasm in it.

"YOUNG LADY!"

Leila's voice boomed out of her infuriatingly. She stopped walking and turned the girl around by the shoulder to face her. Sorayya related to that comment all too much and she would not let a remark like that go un-addressed.

"Have you not been taught RESPECT? Would you come to your grandmother with that on your tongue?

You have noooooo idea the implications of such an accusations. From the tone of your voice I take it is not true. And for your own safety I hope it weren't, that is no place for a child of your age. It would be in your best interest to answer me, straight forwardly and without the attitude. Is it true?"

Leila stared at her with fire burning in her eyes, she was ever close to releasing her gifts on the girl but she corralled herself enough for in case it was true and these were really his sex slaves, for then, well... She'd have another problem, she couldn't stand for something like that. Her hazel green eyes burrowed nearly into the girls soul and her hand was clamped down on her shoulder with no intention of letting her go until she answered.

Sorayya hit the ground with her feet to show how angry she was but the girl didn't even bother to look back, eventually she entered to the room and from there she said, loud enough for Sorayya to hear her.
"Here are your things My Lady"

The audacity of this child! Leila couldn't believe it, having grown up in the submissive culture that she had if she had said anything like that to anyone older than her she would have been slapped straight across the cheek and denied privileges for a month. She followed and decided that it was best to leave the situation alone. She didn't want any trouble for smacking sense into the child herself.

She shook her head as she passed the girl and moved to her things opening and inspecting all of her items. Putting her identification and her forms of payment into a handbag, assuming of course they were all there.

"Thank you child. Now will you grab some hangers and take to putting those dresses on them and entering them into the closet. "

"Of course Ma'am" answered. The girl helped Sorayya with efficient movements, she seem to be use to this kind of labor. A few minutes later everything was in its place.

Regarding Sorayya's belonging everything was there, from the clothes to her passport.

"Would that be all Ma'am?" asked Tracy.

"Not quite, if you wouldn't mind ironing that for me, carefully please. And heating up those flat irons for when I have finished my bath"

She points to a casual green dress that looks like a traditional Egyptian robe. With sewn in jewels on all the edges.

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She wanted to feed from her, hell from both of them but she didn't know if or how she could bring it up. So she sat and slipped off her boots and proceeded to undress.

"Would you prefer to leave before I undress? I do not wish to make you uncomfortable."

Leila undressed and slipped into the bathroom. She was pleasantly surprised by the level of detail that Jen had payed to preparing for her. This was what she'd expected from a server or maid...

"Thank you very much my dear. You have done far more than I expected. I wish I could say the same for Tracy. Is she troubled? I asked how did you come under Dr. Garrisons service and she replied... Inappropriately, I'll just say that. You seem like a sweet young girl though. "

She sayed with a sincere smile as she slipped into the warm bath.

Jen gently smiles and replies.
"Please forgive her Ma'am and please forgive me in advace if I offend you with the explanation you requiere...

Fledgelings always cause trouble to us and to our father Samuel, and my sister Tracy is somehow traumatized about his last protegee. We had to destroy her, and Tracy dislikes killing very much..." and she bows.

"Would that be all Ma'am?"

"No, no offense at all thank you dear, if you could set up my makeup, perfume and hair accessories in the bedroom for when I am done."

Leila smiled and nodded to dismiss her.

Leila relaxes in the bathroom while Jen set everything outside. After the bath she founds the room in perfect condition and alone.

Leila dresses and does her hair and makeup. She wanted to ask the Jen more about the fledgling comment, figuring if she knew that she was called a fledgling then she knew about kindred. Probably more than Leila had. So she dressed and went off to find the girls.

Leila walked into the living room pleased to see that Samuel had already arrived and was sat comfortably with his girls. Thankfully the vibe was more paternal feeling than anything, something she'd only really received from her grandfather. She smiled politely and took a seat in a chair directly across from him. Her gown was simple - a long sleeved dress inner lined with silk and topped with a delicate chiffon. The edges were all beaded, her hair was pulled back into a heavy bun and jewelry adorned her neck and ears.

Leila crossed her legs as she settled into the chair smiling at each of the girls then looking to Samuel and studied his features for the first time this evening. He was a fairly handsome middle aged man whose clearly earned his wares.

"I am very appreciative of your hospitality. I hope you do not mind, I have had the girls arrange my things here."