06-20-2006, 01:29 AM
"Good," Alte said, seeing a slight nod. "And it begins now."
Hunter smiled. Watching Alte work was one his favorite things to do, since he had literally taught her everything she knew. "So what have you learned, my playful little bitch?" His voice was tender anf romantic the entire time, and Alte didn't even seemd to mind any of it. Of course, she wouldn't. Her Master was speaking to her, so anything he chose to call her was a sign of his love for her.
"He is but a child," she said, smiling. "Nine years old. He apparently used a forbidden art which resulted in the form he now bears... and seeks training to avenge his family. He claims that he heard of us from a telepath... a certain... deBuovant." She was breathless as he held her in his arms for his interrogation. "He wishes to learn... alchemy and ninjutsu. Has Your bitch done well, Master?"
"Yes. I want you to see to his conditioning personally. But make sure he's willing to pay us for the services first." Hunter paused, thinking. He wasn't ure he wanted to risk another visit such as today's. "If he cannot, or will not, wipe out his memories of this place. Enough that he won't try to come back." As he finished this he slipped on hand under Alte's miniskirt and grinned. "We can play in a while... but here's a taste of how pleased I am with you." He then whispered a barely audible word and Alte writhed. It was like a small orgasm in her mind.
"Thank You, Master." She knelt as he released her from his arms. "I will see to it that he is treated in the proper way, Master." Hunter then left the room, and Alte took a moment to regain her composure, before clapping her hands together in the signal. "Now Leonard, you have found the facility you sought, but there is a price to pay. First of all, it will cost money for us to train you. For a client such as yourself, it will be five hundred US dollars a week, and your training ought to take several months. Do you agree to that price, Leonard?"
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Outside of the room, Hunter continued on with the necromancer. He had managed to put two and two together during his chat with Alte, and the spike of energy he'd felt from the new intruder after leaving the room settled it in his mind. "My office is not in a typical location," he said. He lead the necromancer to a first-floor bedroom suite with a porch on the outside. Inside the area nearest the porch there was a light business desk, not a heavy affair as would be expected for an executive office, and several comfortable chairs. "Please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"
Hunter smiled. Watching Alte work was one his favorite things to do, since he had literally taught her everything she knew. "So what have you learned, my playful little bitch?" His voice was tender anf romantic the entire time, and Alte didn't even seemd to mind any of it. Of course, she wouldn't. Her Master was speaking to her, so anything he chose to call her was a sign of his love for her.
"He is but a child," she said, smiling. "Nine years old. He apparently used a forbidden art which resulted in the form he now bears... and seeks training to avenge his family. He claims that he heard of us from a telepath... a certain... deBuovant." She was breathless as he held her in his arms for his interrogation. "He wishes to learn... alchemy and ninjutsu. Has Your bitch done well, Master?"
"Yes. I want you to see to his conditioning personally. But make sure he's willing to pay us for the services first." Hunter paused, thinking. He wasn't ure he wanted to risk another visit such as today's. "If he cannot, or will not, wipe out his memories of this place. Enough that he won't try to come back." As he finished this he slipped on hand under Alte's miniskirt and grinned. "We can play in a while... but here's a taste of how pleased I am with you." He then whispered a barely audible word and Alte writhed. It was like a small orgasm in her mind.
"Thank You, Master." She knelt as he released her from his arms. "I will see to it that he is treated in the proper way, Master." Hunter then left the room, and Alte took a moment to regain her composure, before clapping her hands together in the signal. "Now Leonard, you have found the facility you sought, but there is a price to pay. First of all, it will cost money for us to train you. For a client such as yourself, it will be five hundred US dollars a week, and your training ought to take several months. Do you agree to that price, Leonard?"
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Outside of the room, Hunter continued on with the necromancer. He had managed to put two and two together during his chat with Alte, and the spike of energy he'd felt from the new intruder after leaving the room settled it in his mind. "My office is not in a typical location," he said. He lead the necromancer to a first-floor bedroom suite with a porch on the outside. Inside the area nearest the porch there was a light business desk, not a heavy affair as would be expected for an executive office, and several comfortable chairs. "Please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"