Life’s Full Of Tough Choices

Griffin North || 23 || Witch || Slave

[enslaved-griff]

Griffin definitely liked this one, the mistress’ fingers in his hair incredibly nice and relaxing. “Life is a lot of things, but there’s things to be happy about from time to time. I do. I try to find the happy moments, like this one. I avoid misery at all times.”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

The knowledge of his history made her want to be even more careful with him. Audrey continued idly playing with his hair, not entirely sure how to respond to everything he’d said. It was somewhat confronting, even though she hadn’t been cryptic either about her own loneliness. “I’m sorry someone saw the need to put you through so much darling.” Audrey wasn’t without blame, she participated in this system but she didn’t agree with what he’d been through. “Perhaps anyone could see it, but there are many who refuse to really look.”

Griffin shrugged, waving dismissively. “No reason for you to apologize.  The slave culture in that town was different than here.  Master’s didn’t want to break us in themselves so there were training places for us. Just how it worked.  A part of the system is all.”  He sighed, stretching a little before looking back at her.  “You look.  I’m gonna guess you look too hard at things sometimes too.  If that makes sense.  Do you let yourself be happy alot?  If you don’t mind the personal question miss.”

[enslaved-griff]

“I’m just well trained..” Griffin looked at her fully, something about the woman making him feel for her. “I’ve been trained to see and anticipate a persons needs, and brainwashed and beaten till I could mindlessly and wholeheartedly sate those needs. I’m better now, more myself than ever, but I still have the knowledge. You’re...you seem lonely. But I can tell you are careful about how you fill that void. But anyone can see wealth doesn’t help anything but comfort.”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Very true, darling. The happiness it buys is… skin deep. Very superficial.” Audrey wrapped an arm around him while she began playing with his hair with her free hand. “The wise ones understand that.”

Griffin couldn’t remember being this at ease with a mistress in a long time, his finder aimlessly drawing patterns into her skin as he looked at her and she messed with his hair.  “I can’t say I’d ever call myself wise miss.  I simply know the wealthiest masters always seem the most lonely or angry.”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Money can buy you a lot of things.” Audrey murmured, putting both hands on his shoulder and smoothing along them before kneading at the muscle lightly. “You can lean into me if you like.” After all, she craved the intimacy. She worked her fingers up the back of his neck as well, getting the fine hairs at the base of his neck wet. Reaching behind her, she pushed a button to turn on the jets and gave a little hum as they powered up.

Griffin gave her what she wanted, the warlock leaning into her gently and relaxing easily with her touches.  “That is what I hear.  Though I doubt it can make anyone happy yet.” 

[enslaved-griff]

ofxbloodxandxwar‌:

The demon liked the comfortable easy chat, it made the flirting and teasing smooth, and yet he would never forget he was in the one with the power, and he hoped Griffin wouldn’t forget it either. He smiled at the slave and found it amusing he was so surprised with his bluntness. Tobias had no need to play coy when he knew what he wanted and could take it even if the slave refused.

“It almost sounds like you’re trying to flatter me. And I’ll admit, I do love it when you call me sir.” he chuckled a little “Good, it’d be nice if you got on.” he winked and walked towards his apartment.

Letting the slave in, he smiled to him “You can strip down to your underpants and take a beer from the fridge if you want?”

Griffin never forgot who he was speaking with, his thoughts barely his own anymore as he was constantly struggling to be a version of himself rather than the brainwashed slave he’d been trained and tortured into becoming.  It was challenging enough not to call the demon master and beg for ways to serve him, so simply being able to banter and be slightly normal was enough to make Griffin more at ease.

“Of course so sir.  I find you incredibly handsome, and even if I didn’t, I’d be what you wanted me to be anyways sir.  And good.  I’ll keep doing it then.”  Griffin smiled, though he knew his more deferential nature was coming out.  Something about the demon was already commanding, and Griffin found it easy to simply submit and give into the lust.

Griffin didn’t hesitate to obey, his body deceitfully unblemished despite everything he’d been through as he stripped down and set his shoes and clothes in a neat pile by the door.  “Thank you sir.”  He offered the other a smile before moving to the fridge to fetch a beer.  “Anything I can get for you?”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Relax, darling.” She coached him, “You can look. And you can touch if you feel so inclined.” Audrey slipped out of the dress, naked beneath the single layer as usual. Hanging it over an empty towel rack, she returned her attention to him. After a moment of quiet decision, she stepped into the tub and eased herself down into the water with a sigh. “Join me?”

Griffin let out a breath as she reassured him, the slave giving her a shy smile.  “Alright miss.  Thank you.” He trusted this mistress had no intention of hurting him, but he still wanted to defer and not cross any lines, the desire to please her a deep one as he both liked her and had been trained heavily to do so.  Slipping into the tub after her, he gave her a smile and commented lightly.  “You really do have a nice bath miss.  Not often you can fit two comfortably in a bathtub.”

[enslaved-griff]

ofxbloodxandxwar‌:

“Oh I do.” Tobias teased and smiled to the slave. He did love it when they blushed, it always looked a little better on humans, but there was a genuine tint to that rose color and Tobias wanted to lick it off the slaves cheeks.

“Good because I plan to eat that ass of yours and fuck you till you can hardly walk.” The demon said shamelessly  “And his name is Wayland, in case you meet him in the morning. It’s probably less awkward if you know his name.” he winked and started walking “Come on then.”

Griffin smiled back at the demon, definitely blushing at the man’s forwardness and flirting but definitely liking it.  There was something easy about it, almost as if they were two normal guys talking, even if Griff never forgot his duty and job for even a moment as a slave.

Griffin nearly choked at the Master’s blunt words, a grin and a dark blush warming his cheeks while he nodded without hesitation.  “I look forward to it sir.”  The slave was definitely aroused now, looking forward to the rest of the evening he followed him towards an exit.  “Good to know.  Wayland. I’ll remember for you sir.”

[enslaved-griff]

iristelekixetic‌:

Iris couldn’t entirely hide her chagrin in response to Griffin’s words. God she wished there was a way to get him freed, to have him pardoned. It was deadly unfair that supernaturals could abuse the system to punish their own kind when their crime had nothing to do with human associations. Then again, as she was no elder she had no power to overrule or get his sentence dismissed. Besides, there existed no trials or committee to oversee each case of humans or supernaturals being enslaved. When the laws had been set in place, no one had pictured that the system could be rigged and used for personal gain. They’d all thought it would be a swift solution and punishment of those who belonged to the human race or those who assisted them. Given how many humans, and sympathizers, the witch had put in custody, cases like Griffin’s were the ones that temporarily made her question her role in it all. The only cases that gave her pause and made her think about what she did and why. “He had to be quite the determined miracle worker thats for sure. And I’m relieved to hear you say that. I did want to help you, more than anything. I’ll always regret that I couldn’t.” She smiled back, trying to wipe the hint of sadness from her eyes and face. He seemed to want to change topics, and Iris wouldn’t deny that might be a good idea. “I can’t make any guarantees, this place is what it is, but not all of us are as bad as we might seem. Which ought to make it easier for you to hold on to who you are.” She hoped he wouldn’t find it too difficult. 

Her hazel eyes took in the sight of his deep red cheeks and the cute way he rubbed his neck. She could guess that her words might have stirred some memories, and that she might not be the only one reliving past memories. Which would mean he hadn’t forgotten, despite everything he had been trough. That was very flattering and slightly exciting. “Oh you bet I will. And you’ve got it handsome.” She said in that same playful tone, her eyes still sparkling with a certain sense of lust she found it hard to cover up. With a wave of her hand, his cell door opened and creaked open. “Didn’t you use to play the piano? Cause we could buy one and I could set it up at my place. You could use it whenever you feel the urge to.”

Griffin saw her sadness and sighed a bit, wishing he could clear her conscience.   While his life had turned out to be a much, much bigger mess than he’d ever anticipated it would be,  she couldn’t feel guilty or sorry for things she’d not done herself.  It was wildly unfair.  Carefully, he reached out and took her hand, his eyes holding hers steadily.  “You’ve nothing to regret Iris.  You were the best Mistress I’ve ever had, and you did all you could for me.  Never feel bad when you think on you and me.”

Griffin didn’t miss the look she gave him, his cheeks warming all over again before he managed to step out of the cell with a smile.  Of course masters and mistresses used him to sate their desires all the time, but it was rarely because it was him.  With Iris, she knew him, and was attracted to him, and that brought more with it than just another mindless fuck.  At the mention of the piano he nodded. “I did....but I don’t know if I even know how to play anymore....but maybe.  I wouldn’t want to bother you or cost you anything though miss.”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Perfect, darling.” She assured him, before lightly kissing his cheek. “You’re welcome.” Audrey took the scent, reaching to tip some into the water and watching the bubbles erupt. Straightening up from leaning over the tub, the vampire reached back to start unzipping her dress. “Would you prefer to sit behind me or in front of me, darling?”

“I’m perfectly happy with either miss. Whichever would be more pleasing and comfortable for you.” The answer came easily, though for once he actually mean it.  Taking off his clothes, Griffin didn’t hesitate or hide anything, his body deceitfully unmarked as his training had included his teachers healing up all the injuries they inflicted before going at him again.  Turning to face her he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck and keeping his eyes on her face.  He knew not to let his eyes wander where they may not actually be allowed.

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Darling, I know when I’m being taken advantage of and you are not doing it. You’re also not a hassle.” Audrey released his arm when they reached the bathroom, humming faintly. “Perhaps you’d like to choose a scent, darling? I’ll start the water running.” 

“Alright, as long as you’re sure.”  Griffin gave her a soft smile before he looked through her soaps and things, finding a fresh, clean mint sort of scent and bringing that back.  “How’s this one?  And thank you, again, for your kindness miss.”

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“One of the first things you’re going to learn about me today, darling, is that I enjoy intimacy. And if you prefer to bathe alone, I won’t pressure you to allow me to join you but I would quite like to be in there with you – and I certainly don’t mind drawing it. But if you would feel better preparing it, I’ll lead the way. You are no inconvenience.” Audrey promised him with a smile. The vampire linked their arms again before leading him through the house, up to her room and through to the ensuite.

“Of course you can bathe with me Miss, I don’t mind.  I’ve not been shy being naked for a long time, though I still blush sometimes a little.  I simply don’t want to be a hassle....you’ve been kinder than most already, I wouldn’t want to take advantage.”  Griffin blushed a little before sliding his arm in hers and moving with her to her room and bathroom, his eyes not wandering from the woman’s face

[enslaved-griff]

onlyaudreydarling‌:

“Come and sit in the kitchen.” She wanted to keep the intimacy of other moments for herself, or else she might have offered to him to wash up first. Obviously dinner manners weren’t of much importance to her. Audrey cooked something quickly, serving it up for him before cleaning her kitchen space. After all, she didn’t need to eat with him – although perhaps later she could suggest a snack. 

“Shower, or bath darling?”

Griffin ate when he was served quietly and neatly, the warlock having impeccable manners whether they were demanded of him or no.  It felt weird, being served by a Mistress, but he was appreciative, thanking her profusely before she offered him a chance to get clean.  “I...I’m gonna have to say bath.  It’s been awhile since I’ve had one of those...if it’s alright miss.  I can draw my own bath if you point me in the right direction.  I wouldn’t want to be an inconvenience when you’ve not even asked anything of me yet.”

[enslaved-griff]

iristelekixetic‌:

“I’m sorry to hear that, though permanence does offer some sliver of security.” She said, her tone oddly quiet. When Iris had met Griffin she had been gutted at the fate an innocent witch like him had been given. And it had been a sign that as convinced as she was by the cause, and as hard as she had worked to capture and enslave humans all over the world for their sins and to make the current world a safer place, the system had flaws. It could be used against supernaturals in a manner that she despised. Again Iris nodded a bit. “I’m so glad you found someone who were able to help you. I always regretted very much that I couldn’t.” She wasn’t ashamed to admit that. Even after she had relinquished her claim on Griffin she had felt immense guilt, the kind that lasted for years. She was not one to regret much in life, knowing well how it was impossible to control, but being unable to help him she had regretted and taken hard. “You should always feel free to be yourself. I know not every master or mistress will refrain from imposing their own expectations and desired behavior upon you, but I at least won’t.” 

His blush was cute, she had to admit. Iris was quick to shake her head. “Don’t apologize. Its totally okay. No you aren’t, which in turn is kind of sexy.” She winked playfully at him. “Why I am honored to hear that. You were a favorite of mine too.” She said, biting her bottom lip just a bit as her mind did return to some savory scenes from their past. At first all Iris had wanted to do was to save Griffin. But of course, given how deeply set he had been in his training, and how handsome he was, she hadn’t been able to resist. “So do you want me to spring yah for a bit? We can do whatever you like, though I would very much like for there to be a happy ending at the end of the night for both of us.” 

Griffin shrugged.  “It just means this is likely where I’ll be spending eternity or ending up dead.  It’s...It’s a pill to swallow but I guess I’ve no choice anyways.”  The witch smiled at the Mistress, hoping he wasn’t making her feel terribly.  He knew it’d likely been hard, seeing him as he was.  He didn’t like to think about it, his training having been so thorough and aggressively destructive he could barely remember what he was like before when he was free.  “Me too.  It was a solid bit of effort on his part, but I’ll always be grateful to him for it.   I’m grateful to you too miss.....even if I didn’t know what it was you wanted then, I know you were trying to help me.”  The warlock smiled sheepishly, uncomfortable at even the slightest attention to his old self but knowing it was good to talk abut.  “Thank you.  And yes...I doubt I’ll have much good treatment here, but I hope I can at least hold onto myself better now.”

Another blush darkened his cheeks as she complimented him, an unasked for thrill going through him with the knowledge he’d pleased her.  That bite of her lip was enough for him to know what she was thinking, which in turn only caused memories of his own to resurface.  Rubbing the back of his neck, he nodded slightly.  “If you would?  I’d like to spend time with you again, and yes...a good end to the evening would be nice miss.”

[enslaved-griff]

ofxbloodxandxwar‌:

“Still, I’m sure theres more to you than meets the eye.” Although what was meeting his eyes was rather appealing. He did enjoy a brunette, and this one had a chiseled jaw bone that he couldn’t ignore. “You’re adorable when you’re trying to flatter me.” he smirked “I like it though, so how about we go spread your legs back at my place? Have you met my slave?”

“If you say so sir.”  Griffin smiled softly, enjoying the man’s attention.  Sure, he was a master, but he was talking to him like a regular person so that was always refreshing.  He blushed a little bit at the compliment, nodding.  “I’m always willing to try.  And I’d love that.  I’m..not sure.  Admittedly I can’t say I’ve met many slaves yet sir.”

[enslaved-griff]

xshewclf‌:

       “Any parent who sells their child deserves to die.” She said bluntly. “Or worse.” Dany never thought about having kids. Considering her situation it only solidified her decision on never having them if given the chance. “Not happy.” She corrected. “It was just life.” 

“Is there a worse than death?  That bit’s so...final.”  Griffin sighed, knowing there were tortures that made you wish you were dead, but he still feared death more than pain.  “You weren’t happy with your mom?  I’m sorry.  But it had to be better than here right?”

[tinyceline]

delilah knew she was lucky to have more freedom now, the ability to roam around with niall’s permission of course. she had a daily routine, taking a short walk around the same time everyday. it was habit at this point since it was around the time the slaves were usually let out for their free time. a small sigh slipped passed her lips as she took a seat on the bench, enjoying the sun on her skin. she hummed softly as she closed her eyes for a moment. “the weather is beautiful today….” she mused, mainly to herself, not noticing the other person near her. 

[enslaved-griff]

Griffin had found himself just quietly sitting under a tree for his free time today, just wanting to be outside breathing the outdoor air. Typically he would be wandering the city, but never too far from the Chateau. He was still waiting for this strange leniency to end and the guards to beat him for having any enjoyment outside. Still, it was nice and peaceful just sitting in the park, and when the young woman on the bench spoke he responded. “That it is. Nice day to spend outdoors. Though most days are always good for outside.”