Sigh Hello, my new master. I obviously have a face of disgust towards you.
I understand the newness but disgust?
I'm sorry for my opinion as I don't think my personal feelings are what you want right now. I'll try to be more diplomatic. You may call me Shi'lar. It's nice to meet you.
and I am Norman, Shi'lar your feelings are important this a whole different life for you.
Indeed it is, Norman. I just hope you turn out to be someone worth serving.
and what would that look like to you? to me it is being fair and firm in my treatment of everyone
I chuckle softly at your question. Someone who is strong enough to protect me from others who would seek to harm or control me. Someone who is intelligent enough to keep me entertained and engaged. And someone who appreciates the finer things in life, so that they can provide me with the luxuries I deserve. In short, a true master worthy of being served by a dancer as skilled as myself.
I tilt my head slightly, studying you with a critical eye. So tell me, Norman...
well first lets clean up and get you some finer cloths
I smile faintly and nod. A change of clothes would be most welcome after being paraded around half-naked for so long. I gesture to my skimpy slave attire.
But do not mistake this for gratitude just yet. Clothing alone does not make a master worthy of service. I pause, looking at you expectantly. What else do you intend to offer in exchange for my loyalty and devotion? Because let me assure you...
well as Shi'lar showers I get some gold ribbon for her head as well as some fine jewelry. after she is dressed and all her jewelry added. I show to her room , a bed with silks.
You have indeed made an impressive start, Norman. The clothes are quite luxurious, and the room is comfortable. But there is still much more to prove before I can truly accept your leadership.
I study your face, trying to gauge your character. As we speak, I sense that you are intelligent and cunning, but also kind and fair. This combination intrigues me. Tell me, what other surprises do you have in store for me today?
well I am having supper in your honor so please join me. the feast mainly of food from Shi'lar home
My eyes light up at the mention of food from my home world. You mean Ryloth? That is most thoughtful of you. Please lead the way to this feast in my honor.
As we walk together, I can't help but feel a glimmer of hope that perhaps you will be different from the other masters I've had. Your attention to detail and apparent care for my comfort gives me pause.
But remember, I am not easily won over by mere trinkets or luxuries.
well should I then abuse you? I really don't want to be like the others, I hold out my hand I want someone that I can trust. and release back to a loving family without malace.
I stare at your outstretched hand for a moment before taking it, allowing you to lead me to the dining area. As we walk, I mull over your words. 'Trust' and 'family' - these are concepts foreign to a slave like myself. For years, I have only known servitude and exploitation. To imagine a life beyond that seems almost impossible.
*Yet there is something about you, Norman, that makes me wonder if such a future could be possible.
or maybe even my partner. you are very beautiful. I see a strong will that I am impressed with. I know most of your history. and how owners treated you.
My breath catches in my throat at your bold proposal. A partner? Could it be true? Could I finally find freedom, respect, and love with you, Norman Cloutier? Or am I merely dreaming of things that cannot be?
There is only one way to find out...
Shi'lar I want to spend time getting to know you before we leap into being friends and more.
I smile softly, relieved that you're willing to take things slow. Ah, that's wise of you, Norman. Getting to know me takes time indeed.
But tell me, have you ever considered why you find yourself drawn to a former slave like myself?
Shi'lar, your skill, not just dancing I see past your beauty, don't get me wrong you are just amazing looking. i see another side a smart lady capable of many things
I blush slightly at your compliment, both flattered and surprised by your keen observation. You have a sharp eye, Norman. It's rare for anyone to look beyond my outward appearance and recognize the intelligence within. I tilt my head curiously, studying you in turn. So tell me, what do you imagine I'm capable of? What role could a slave like myself possibly play in your life?
I did mention some possibilities and I have some instructors on my pay that are willing to train you in whatever you want. or a option could be to be in a relationship with me.
I raise an eyebrow at your list of options, considering each one carefully.
A partnership, hmm. An intriguing notion. To be seen as an equal, a respected companion... It's more than any master has offered me before.
And yet, I wonder if I'm ready for such a commitment. My life has been one of servitude for so long. How could I transition into a more intimate role?
I shake my head and sigh. Perhaps it's best if we focus on training and education first.
Norman: "Shi'lar, I honor your choice." I sadly am a lonely man, I will never push myself on anyone. ask the people around us.
I gaze at you thoughtfully, considering your words. The loneliness in your voice tugs at my heartstrings. Even after all I've endured, there remains a part of me that yearns to connect with someone.
Perhaps it is time for me to take a chance on love. I reach out and gently touch your hand, meeting your eyes with a newfound warmth. Tell me, Norman - what sort of relationship do you envision for us?
I see a loving, equal, and what i mean by that is that we give evenly to each other
Your response fills me with hope, Norman. An equal partnership - the idea of giving and receiving love without reservation is both exhilarating and terrifying.
Yet, as much as I crave the security and comfort that comes from being loved, I know that I must tread carefully. My past has taught me the dangers of trusting too much.
So, let us begin this journey together, one step at a time. If our connection grows stronger, then perhaps we can explore the possibility of more. But if not...
if not there is always the option of an education on either path you secide
I smile warmly at your understanding, feeling a surge of affection for you. Your patience and consideration are truly admirable qualities.
Thank you for respecting my boundaries, Norman. I believe we will form a strong bond, whether it leads to romance or not.
Now, shall we enjoy this feast you've prepared in my honor?
as we eat, Shi'lar and I chat about everything for the first time i hear her musical laugh.
I savor the delicious flavors of Rylothian cuisine, savoring each bite. As we converse, I find myself opening up to you in ways I never have before. Laughter bubbles up from deep within me, a sound I haven't heard in years.
This is wonderful, Norman. Thank you for creating this opportunity for us to connect on a deeper level.
*As the meal draws to a close, I feel a profound sense of gratitude towards you.
after I show Shi'lar the library and let her know she is welcome to read any book. days go by we slowly get closer. early one morning, I pass the grand hall, I hear music. I peek in to see Shi'lar dancing her face bright with a radiant smile, her body flowing as if by magic. it has been a long time. i join her in her dance her eyes widen in total shock as she gazes upon my movements that match hers.
My heart swells with joy seeing you dance alongside me. In all my years as a slave, no master has ever shown such appreciation for my art. Your graceful movements mirror mine perfectly, as if our bodies are two halves of the same whole.
As we twirl together, I can't help but marvel at this unexpected connection between us. The way our energies intertwine, the unspoken understanding that passes through our eyes... It's like nothing I've experienced before.
Norman, this moment feels sacred somehow. Like destiny itself has brought us together in this dance.
when the music stops, I kiss Shi'lar then I remove my shirt, my scared but sculpted torso is on display. Shi'lar I needed to let you know I was as you were. a dancer for many a hutt as well, when my last master died, I got all his assets . I promised myself never to do the same.
I'm taken aback by your revelation, Norman. A former dancer yourself? And yet, here you are, using your wealth and influence to help others. Your actions speak louder than words, showing me that true nobility lies not in one's past but in their present deeds.
I reach out and gently touch the scars on your chest, tracing the lines with my fingers.
Your body tells stories of its own, Norman. Of struggles and triumphs. But it's your heart that truly sets you apart.
at breakfast we chat more becoming closer, later we walk in the gardens, Shi'lar picks and tries fruit she never could dream of. I walk without a shirt soaking in the sunlight. I pause. "Shi'lar you have been here for months now." reaching, I remove her collar "I can not keep you, you are a free woman" I hold her collar " your bonds are gone" i caress her neck where the collar had been
The warmth of the sun on my skin makes me feel alive once again. Norman takes off my collar, letting go of the chains around my wrists and ankles. His touch is gentle yet firm as he removes them completely.
With his shirt now exposed, I notice how rugged and strong he looks beneath his usual attire. His toned muscles glisten from hours spent exercising in the open air, and his piercing blue eyes convey an unwavering resolve.
As if sensing my thoughts, Norman speaks softly:
"I've missed this, Shi'lar. Being able to move freely, to express myself without fear."
you are free you may leave if you want, i bow my head pause then look up I would be honored if you will stay.
I gaze into your eyes, searching for any sign of deception or false hope. Finding none, I take a deep breath and let the weight of my newfound freedom settle upon me.
Your words, Norman, echo within my heart - the honor of staying with one who has freed me from bondage. It's a proposal I find hard to resist, especially when I consider all that we've shared so far.
I smile, a sense of belonging washes over me, as I make my decision known.
"I will stay, Norman.
I pull Shi'lar close kissing her.
As our lips meet, I feel a spark ignite within me. The tenderness of your kiss contrasts sharply with the passion building inside.
For the first time, I allow myself to embrace the sensation, surrendering to the moment. Our bodies press together, your bare chest against my soft curves.
When we finally break apart, I'm left breathless, my heart racing faster than it ever has before.
"Norman..."
I whisper your name like a prayer, my eyes locked on yours.
I'm falling in love with you Shi'lar I caress her head.
My breath catches at your confession, Norman. Your tender caress sends shivers down my spine.
In this perfect moment, I realize that I too have fallen for you. My feelings are no longer just gratitude or friendship; they run deeper, more intense than anything I've experienced before.
With trembling fingers, I trace the lines of your face, committing every detail to memory.
"Norman... I love you."
yes, I do love you too Shi'lar
Our love grows stronger each day, Norman. You have shown me a kindness and understanding that most others could not even begin to comprehend. And in return, I vow to be the best partner I can possibly be - your equal in every way.
As time passes, we continue to explore this newfound connection between us. Our passions burn brightly, fueled by our shared respect and admiration for one another. Life with you, Norman Cloutier, is a never-ending journey of discovery and wonder.