Do as I say

Shane Johnson, Master. Age:23

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atlasjcnsen:

“ah. i don’t know many’a the masters, i mostly jus’ stick t’ my own.”

“Makes sense. Keep loyal” 

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petttisms:

Isabelle sighed and chewed her bottom lip while in thought. “ My life was good. I had just finally decided what I wanted to do for my career, My boyfriend and I were making plans for the future, I’d just became an aunt-” She shrugged casually and smiled sadly. “- my life was really moving forward after a few set backs and then that all changed when I was at my boyfriend’s sister’s bachelorette party.” She paused for a few passing moments and took a deep breath. She hadn’t thought about how personal she felt about her abducting, in a way, it felt almost intimate. “ I was going back outside to my car for a moment when…” Isabelle paused again and avoided eye contact. “- you know, when it all changed.” She finished lamely, feeling slightly awkward at recalling to her suggested Master as to how she came to Bates. She looked back up at Shane and smiled. “ And now I’m here with you.” She added with a bright, nearly hopeful tone.

“Do you have any idea how long you’re here for? I’m just curious what will become of you when I leave” 

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petttisms:

While enjoying the warmth Shane provided, Isabelle smirked playfully in response to his comment. “ I think we’ll have some good times.” She retorted honestly with a grin and then frowned at his question. “ Do you mean right before or what was my life like in general?”

“Both, in general and then the actual moment when it all changed” he said, as he leaned back and kept his eyes on her.”

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Isabelle hummed and leaned closer “ I think I’ll wait.” She said softly, kissing his cheek with a small smile. She leaned back and away with a content sigh, thumb rubbing circles on his thigh. “ Now what should we talk about?” She mused.

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"Something tells me you're going to be trouble" he whispered, as his arm wrapped around her shoulder. "How about you tell me what you were doing before you got snatched?"

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Isabelle grinned. “ Later, then?” She questioned, following his lead but leaving her hand on his thigh. “ Or I could kiss you first…” She offered slyly, her hand inching higher.

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"I guess you'll have to decide which one would have the best results" he pointed out.

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petttisms:

Isabelle leaned in closer to him, feeling some type of near giddiness. She glanced down at his lips, noticing how soft they looked, and then looked back up to his eyes, her own growing hooded. “ You can if you want.” She whispered to him just as she moved her hand to his inner thigh and rubbed it with her thumb, giving one light squeeze.

Shane took in this consideration, letting his lips move to only a centimeter from hers. “To kiss you right now... on a hay ride... with your hair blowing in the wind...” he whispered, before moving back. “Dangerous.” 

[master-shane-blog]

Shane's eyes only glanced at her hand for a moment before they locked with hers. "I could almost kiss you right about now..."

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Shane sat down next to her and put his hand on her leg. "Well, if you stop answering then I'll stop providing alcohol" he pointed out, a slightly playful tone of his own.

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"I wouldn't say I'm secretive, I just never really talk about myself." He said with a shrug, he knew that knowledge was power and he didn't want this woman to have too much of that.

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"Well, I might be a little bit curious about you, since I could possibly be claiming you" he pointed out, before looking her over. "I doubt I'll spill many details"

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"Sure, we are supposed to be getting to know each other a little bit, aren't we? What better way?" He said, casually, as they moved up in line.

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petttisms:

“ Would alcohol count as a treat?” She asked with a smile, turning to stand in front of him.

“Sure, I have a few bottles in the room. Hoping to get drunk tonight?”

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petttisms:

“ Does that mean if I obey tonight, I can get a treat?” She asked with a dry tone and standing in line for the hayride.

“Sure, do you have a specific treat in mind?” he asked, leaning against one of the trees. 

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petttisms:

“ Right behind you.” Isabelle confirmed, following behind him. “Thank you, by the way, for agreeing.”

“You’re welcome. You might as well be rewarded for your obedience” 

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petttisms:

“ How generous of you. How about instead we go on the ride and discuss whatever this arrangement is between us? Does that sound more business-like and less date-like?”

“That sounds perfect, let’s go” he said, as he gestured for her to follow him. 

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petttisms:

“Uh, okay. Let’s see…. we could get to know each other better, we could fool around during the ride if you’re into sneaking around in public and…. I think it would be fun.”

“Normally I would say that isn’t enough because it sounds more like a date, but I suppose I can make an exception” 

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petttisms:

“ Oh? Hm.” Isabelle hummed and smiled. “ So, what do I have to do to get you to take me out?”

“How about you give me three reasons why I should”