The market

[Maero]

Tiff blushed and was about to protest when he kissed her lips and gently laid her down on the bed. She already knew what to do, and her hand gently went out to the side where Alex could pin them and hold them there. She blushed cutely up at him, he always pinned her, force of habit maybe. She shivered as she felt his take in her scent closed her eyes as he did, going limp and allowing him to do as he pleased with her. "Yes master...so much...." she said softly as she felt him kiss and lick her cheek. "Some the things....I...I missed you so much master...Tiff has been trying her best, her very very best to be a good girl." She promised with tears in her eyes.

"But...Master...is very strict...I...I've been a bad Tiff all along. Whenever I see something new I look at it for to long when I should be watching master. Whenever I walk around I reach out and touch things, which shames master...And I make noises that I shouldent some times, and my...my emotions are to out of control...I let my feelings do to much. I should be controlled." As Tiff vented in her own way her eyes filled with tears. She needed to vent and be heard, she just need it.

Arkurus considered her mildly trained, but more like a cat or dog, not like a slave. He found her current level of training utterly worthless, and was retraining her all the way up. He was teaching her how to act in public, when to speak, if at all, and what not to touch. He punished her if she failed, and unable to find forgiveness in her master, Tiff was left a shaking wreck after every session. She could only find comfort in Alex's hands, if he allowed her to.