enslaved;

caroline forbes • eternally 17 • slave ❝ I'm in here, does anybody see me? can anybody help? ❞ claimed by master

[slavexellie-blog-blog]

Ellie rolled her eyes. “I probably heard it before I got brought to this hell hole.” She didn’t even know what song it was, just that the tune was occupying her and giving her mind something to focus on. “You always walk down here in the cells? Seems kind of bleak when you have the entire manor.” 

[enslavedcaroline]

“Sometimes. I mean, some places I’m not allowed to go, but the Manor isn’t all that interesting. There’s the kitchen, and the living room, and some closets, and the ball room, and then, like, a ton of rooms and suites that belong to the Masters that I’m not allowed to go in,” She shrugged. “At least down here, there’s friendly people to talk to, you know?”

[maliaxashmore-blog-blog]

“I imagine him freaking out is quite a sight.” She knew wolves had tempers; it was a well-known fact. “And isn’t that something. He has you trained well, if you don’t even want to refer to him by name.” Her eyes wandered over the blonde in appreciation. “And is he as fond of you as you seem to be of him?” 

[enslavedcaroline]

Oh, you can’t even imagine what he’s like when he’s angry, Caroline wanted to say, but instead, she merely nodded. “Who knows, Miss. That’s something you’d have to ask him. Some days I think yes, some days I think no. He’s busy quite often.”

[msgrey-willseeyounow-blog]

“I use more of a scare tactic. If the servant was missing an arm or was blinded then there would be absolutely no hope of improvement for them.”

[enslavedcaroline]

“If they were missing an arm and were incapable of doing half the things they could before, isn’t it kinda pointless for them to be servants, then?”

[isabellefrancois-blog1-deactiva]

I DON’T FUCK WITH YOU, YOU LIL STUPID ASS BITCH I AIN’T FUCKIN WITH YOU– Isabelle is quick to turn off the ringtone, but not before other’s hear it.

❝…What?❞

[enslavedcaroline]

Caroline stared at the other woman, rather blankly. The  song wasn’t one she recognized but that wasn’t what she was  concerned with.

What she was concerned with was the fact that the woman had a phone.

                                                A phone.

“You have a phone?” She asked, staring at her, almost intently.

[xaviercole-blog]

Once she joined him, he turned his attention to her, slowly. Raising a slight brow as she rattled on, he set his coffee down. “Don’t guess at what I want. And if I wanted to punish you, I would. Or do you feel you need one?” He’d known slaves and pets that needed it, but didn’t imagine her to be one. “Do you want to have sex? This is one time that I’m asking what you’d desire to do, kitten.” It was another way to pull her into him, craving him, though he got the sense he had her there already, considering her behavior the other day. Maybe he had neglected her a bit.

[enslavedcaroline]

Caroline nearly cringed when she realized she was guessing at what he wanted- again- even though he had made it clear in the past that he wanted her to be honest. She couldn’t help it, she just wanted him to stick around, so she’d say whatever she could to achieve that. The kitten name made her feel a little better, though, and she started to answer his questions, “Okay- I’m sorry for guessing. I, um, kinda, not really? I don’t know. Maybe, but I don’t want one. And no, I’m not really in the mood to fuck unless you want me to be.” Because she was in a much more of a cuddle mood.

[a-rey-ofsunshine-deactivated201]

Laughing as the girl drank, he was too late to stop pouring and spilled a small amount. “Shit.” He cursed under his breath, before shrugging and putting the bottle to his lips. “How.. did you get this?” Rey suddenly questioned, wondering if perhaps the blond had moved up in the ranks, if there were any that is.

[enslavedcaroline]

Caroline merely giggled, wiping at her lips and her chin and her neck and wherever else there happened to be wine. “Magic,” She half taunted, laughing some more. “Can’t give away my secrets, can I? Nooope.”

[atwistedhybrid-blog]

Klaus gently pulled the bottle from Caroline’s hands whom seemed very reluctant to give up the bottle. Once out of her grasp he pulled it to his own mouth, his stomach stirred when he pressed his lips on the same place she had moments ago. “I think you’ve had more than enough to drink, love.”

[enslavedcaroline]

“Nah, a vampire can never have more than enough to drink,” She said, wiggling her finger in his direction. “What is it with you? You act all charming with your.. your little accent, but all your do is brood with a swinging mood. It’s sort of insufferable.”

[xaviercole-blog]

Xavier wasn’t one to need someone’s time or attention, at least, he believed it to be true. Maybe, somewhere underneath, he might, but it was a part he didn’t even know existed. Seeing her get up, heading to the kitchen, he moved to sit on the couch. Waiting didn’t much bother him, though he figured she was hurrying anyways. He was curious what she would come up with to do. 

[enslavedcaroline]

As soon as the little kitchen area was pretty well spotless and all the dishes were cleaned up, caroline ran her hand through her hair, taking a moment to get herself together. She sort of felt like she was going insane. After a moment or two, she got back on her hands and knees and crawled back out to him, kneeling down by his feet again. “We could, um.. play a game,” She said, “Or have sex. Or you could punish me. Or...” Of course, she didn’t want to be punished, but it was still something, especially if he was mad. “Or we could watch something.” Because it had been forever since she actually got to watch something, anything.

[swearwlf]

“I mean… more generally. Like, don’t get hurt.” Either by her own doing or her Master’s once he found her. Lola took the bottle and gave Caroline a nod of thanks, gulping down a few sips as quickly as she could and feeling the slight warmth begin to spread through her. “Maybe the Masters do, but they probably don’t care much about bunnies or that,” she shrugged. “I can’t remember doing anything for Easter in so long.”

[enslavedcaroline]

“I don’t think Easter is a big thing to the Masters. Or to adults in general. I’d say it’s more of a thing for kids,” Caroline said with a shrug. “Call me kiddish, but I still like it. Love it. It’s the chocolate holiday, so.”

[xaviercole-blog]

Watching her expression, he let out a slight sigh. She did look genuinely confused so he released his grip. Holding up a hand to brush away the moment, he sipped his coffee, “Alright, enough, little one.” He took a moment, debating the words to speak. He was much more used to taking what he wanted and leaving. Aside the times he stuck around Vanessa, Caroline was the first to remain with him. “My point is that you wanted my time and attention, and I’m here. I don’t need to watch you clean. For today, the rest can wait. Finish your meal, clean up the kitchen, and tell me what you’d like to do today.” 

[enslavedcaroline]

It wasn’t a good feeling, she decided. She wanted his time and attention, but he didn’t want hers, and that was what she really wanted- for someone to actually want to be around her for more than just the time it took to fuck. But that would’ve been considered love, which was something she wouldn’t be allowed to have again. Quickly, she finished off her food and hurried off to the kitchen with her dishes, standing there to clean up as quickly as she could, just so he wasn’t kept waiting. As she cleaned, she tried to think of what there was for them to do that didn’t involve going outside or having sex or cleaning. Not too much, really, but she figured they could at least play a game.

[a-rey-ofsunshine-deactivated201]

Trying to catch the alcohol in his mouth, he kept his eyes focused on the tip of the bottle when he suddenly felt it tickling down his cheek and neck. “Arg!” He exclaimed, before he heard Caroline laughing and he joined her. With the small meals they received they were keeping him alive but they weren’t really doing anything else for him and he felt the liqueur hitting him faster than it normal would. Licking off his face with his tongue he got on his knees and took the bottle from her. “Now you.” With his arms extended out of the cell he waited for her to cock her head and drink.

[enslavedcaroline]

“If you say so,” she giggled, cocking her head to do exactly that. It wasn’t like she cared if the wine spilled on her, she was only in a blanket that could easily be replaced or taken off, unlike the clothes some of the slaves had to wear down here. After drinking some like a pro, Caroline started to sputter a little bit, and ended up pulling her head away.

[xaviercole-blog]

Xavier didn’t like his orders being questioned, and, in his mind, she was doing exactly that by going through a laundry list of things to do that were outside of the orders he gave. Looking down at her, gripped her hair, slowly tugging it so she was looking up at him, “Did I say all of that? Are you not listening to me or just trying to defy me again?” She didn’t need to know that he already had the bottle cleaned up by a compelled slave. The rest of it wasn’t important. He could clearly tell the girl needed his attention, part of him considered that a physical punishment might be in order. Maybe she was pushing for one, though he wasn’t all too sure just yet.

[enslavedcaroline]

Her eyes widened when her head was tilted up, and she blinked at him, not understanding how she was doing anything wrong. Just because he was sticking around today, didn’t mean she could get out of doing her every day things, or so she assumed. “I-I’m not defying you, Master, I- I though-” She blurted, her voice already shaky. It was back to walking on eggshells, then, she assumed, or at least doing any and everything he told her to do, word for word. “I’m sorry, I’m listening to you, I promise.”

[xaviercole-blog]

When she didn’t speak, he took that as a good sign, and continued his food. Sipping the coffee, he looked down as she returned. One hand moved to stroke her hair, glad to see she was back to herself. The last thing he needed was to have to start over and retrain her. He finished his food, slowly standing so he didn’t end up knocking her over. Putting his things in the kitchen, he refilled the cup of coffee, sitting back down. “Once you’re done, clean up the kitchen, then come tell me what you want to do today. You’d be wise not to ask about going outside.”

[enslavedcaroline]

Caroline smiled to herself, content with something even as easy as hair touching. Any contact was good contact right now, she’d accept anything. Though, when that contact went away and he was getting up, she nearly panicked, and he would have, if he didn’t return to her in a few short moments. “No asking about outside. Got it,” She said, reaching out for her juice to hold with both hands. “I- I need to clean up the kitchen. And I need to clean up that bottle that broke yesterday at some point, too. And I haven’t changed your sheets yet, I was supposed to do that yesterday. And vaccuum,” She mumbled the words to herself, thinking about the mental list she was currently making. There was nothing for her to do besides clean, or sleep, or read, really, especially since things were so quiet around the Manor as or late.

[msgrey-willseeyounow-blog]

“After years of listening to me critique they’re work they’ve learned how to efficiently tune me out.”

“They take my advice better when it’s in the form of violence.”

[enslavedcaroline]

“Yeah, I know that feeling. Pain really hits the message home.”

[msgrey-willseeyounow-blog]

“I only get enjoyment out of harming the people that irritate me. It’s like karma for all the headaches the twerps have given me.”

[enslavedcaroline]

“Can’t you just bitch at them instead? That’s what I used to do.”

[xaviercole-blog]

He knew she’d managed to sleep which was good. He figured she needed it - unlike him. He was used to little sleep. Thinking it over, he tried to calculate when he last allowed her blood, brushing it aside, for now. He’d give her a little later. He could hear her move out of the cage, knowing she was crawling to him. A smirk was tempted to form, but he didn’t allow it, merely waiting until she ended up at his feet. Still, he offered nothing, waiting, listening to her. Finally, he sat back, a hand moving to her hair. “I’m growing tired of the apologies every time you decide not to follow my rules. I’ll be here with you all day. Next time you need my attention, talk to me instead of throwing a tantrum. There’s food in the kitchen. Fix yourself a plate, then come back and kneel here. This is where you’ll eat.”

[enslavedcaroline]

She told herself she couldn’t exactly help the fact that throwing a tantrum when she didn’t get what she wanted was sort of her thing, but also that it needed to end if she wanted him to actually want to bother with her. Nodding her head at his words, she nearly sighed of relief, nuzzling against his knee as she put her teddy down. Then she crawled off to the kitchen, getting up onto to get her food, and orange juice in hopes of curing her slight hangover. As soon as she had what she needed, she went right back to his feet, kneeling down as close as she could get to him, before putting her things on the floor. 

[msgrey-willseeyounow-blog]

“That’s what nose plugs, and air fresheners are for. It would be easy enough lure the lot away from the manor as well, than the stink wouldn’t be wafting through the halls.” Her smile faltered a bit when she began to realize how similar she sounded to a pyromaniac.

[enslavedcaroline]

“Tell me again how you get enjoyment out of harming people with fire? I think I missed it,” Caroline said, genuinely confused due to the fact that nose plugs and air freshener was brought up.