As He did, Tiff closed her eyes and waited for the hug to end. She wondered when she had turned to face him during the night, but that hardly matter now. She still had one hand covering her breasts and the other covering her soft mound. She smelled of sweat and cum, and that bothered her quite a bit, but whether it bothered Alex was yet to be seen.
Alex soon pulled back and smiled a strange smile. "Perhaps a bath is in other for you, my dear. I will make some food and get you close," he smiled and moved his hands. A door opened and revealed a bathtub, sink, and toilet. "Go on and clean up, my love."
Tiff said nothing and nodded obediently, getting up with out a word and putting her hands in in front of her in a servile way and looked down at the floor as she walked towards the bathroom. She could feel her life disappearing before her eyes, being replaced with a life of slavery. She washed herself, ridding herself of the stink and making her body silky smooth like before. She walked out in a towel, though she knew that if he wished, Alex could order the towel away to gaze on her naked wet body. The thought distressed her greatly.
"Here you go," Alex smiled and gave her some clothes. The clothes were Dark Elf in nature, resembling the closest thing to casual clothes he could find from the Dark Elf culture.
Tiff Quickly wiggled into her clothes. Dark elves in general were not much for modesty and her clothes consisted mainly of black leather straps that defined her as and breasts. She however still happy to have clothes on. She looked around for any food that may have been laid down for her but she would not move unless commanded to. She did not know how to be a slave, but she knew discipline and knew enough to not do anything unless ordered to. So she kept her gaze earthward and waited.
Alex moved a hand and casted a spell. Suddenly a plate of fresh delicious food appeared on the bed. "Eat up, my love," Alex smiled, sitting down to eat some himself, already redressed in his robes.
Tiff nodded and sat down on the bed and ate quickly and neatly. After she was done she set the plate to the side and awaited further commands. She hated this, she wanted to leave so badly, to be her own person, but that was doomed never to happen.
"Come here, love. Give your lover a kiss," he smiled. Alex pulled her up and held her tightly. He then leaned down so their lips were inches apart. "Kiss me, kiss your lover."
Tiff blushed purple but did as commanded. She kissed his lips but she did not make any movement for a French. She was content with this unless he commanded more. Her delicate body seemed to give off extra warmth into Alex's arms. She was warm and soft and now submissive.
Alex pulled back and licked his lips. "Good, but don't be afraid. I want a French kiss, with tounge this time," he smiled. "Now kiss me again my dear. Kiss your lover like you truly mean it."