Ramla watched her new master as he signed the contract and paid for her... She had noticed that the desk had started smoldering in his anger from his hands... And when he removed them, she could see he clear right burned his imprint on them... Her eyes were a little bewildered.... Ye gods.... It would be better if she never made him angry... What if he lay his hands on her like that?

 

Yet... as he turned to face her.... Her mouth became dry, as her heart skipped a beat.... The moist tip of her pink  soft tongue would poke out on it's own accord to lick her sexy lower pout subconsciously... Her bow shaped lips parted slightly.... Yet... she felt a smooth firm hand of her old slave trainer upon her pretty shoulder... And gasped softly as suddenly felt his cold breath upon her, shivering very slightly.... She had quite forgotten that he would reveal his mark on her once she was bought.... She felt unworthy.... She was not sure if she would be able to please her new master....  But at least she would try her best.... In honor of what he taught, respect for herself and most of all to be everything she could ever be for her new master.... Demurely she lowered her lush ebony lashes, hiding her silvery hues... As she waited for Devlin to gather his share with his imp and leave....

 

Once he was gone, she looked up at her master lord.... Unsure if she should remain seated, stand or kneel..... Understanding that she would not be allowed to speak unless he spoke or questioned her..... Yet... they were both still in the domain of Mistress Synful and right now all she would do is wait to see if she would grant her new master some privacy....