Feeling like...............

It was getting dark, and Master wants us back by dark. I had one more task to get finished. Mistress Mezoo had asked me to deliver a gift to a Healer Master, from the Ubar and Herself. I loved the smell of new leather, it was deep and soothing. It had the tang of the dried fruits and in another basket was meat, flour, and salts. I walked it over towards His wagon, for I was told to meet Him there this evening. He was busy earlier. He wasn't hard to find, it seemed many knew the healer which made sense to me. Plus I had a name to ask for. Mistress had been kind to me in this journey and I wasn't out to be messing up. The improved Red, was doing things with a smile and making sure they got done right!

I had time to ponder a few things as I sat on His wagon steps. I watched some slaves around the wagon tend to their evening duties and now and then look back to me with a smile. I didn't bother them, cause honestly they looked really busy. I felt a tad bit useless on the steps holding stuff, but I was going to make sure He got it. I wondered.....if His mood was a good one, would He help with my...sensual issues. He was a healer and all. Perhaps He could show me, what would be the proper reactions. It all made sense to me. I leaned my head against the saddle bags and fell asleep, lured by dreams of saddles, kaiila's and strong Masters riding naked on patrol. Naked on patrol. Oh goodness. I think the dream even shocked me while dreaming cause I sat up with a startle then screamed when I was face to face with all kinds of eyes, noses, scars and mouth.

The chuckle and the feel of hands on my shoulders calmed me as the Master said to be still, for He was enjoying watching me sleep. He hoped I didn't drool all over that fine looking leather. I was so embarrassed! Not only had I screamed all in his face, but fingers brushed my lips to see if there was any moist lines down the corners of my mouth. I was good, and he was laughing again seeing my sudden body check, and I swear I didn't have a freckle left on my face with how red I was feeling. Collecting my wits, I gathered the items, watching Him walk towards His fires and took a seat as the girls were around Him, serving Him. I kneeled close to the side, waiting for Him to finish His talk with both slaves, before they went back to what work they were doing. Finally He motioned me closer. Giving a little scoot closer, He seemed amused. Told me to go ahead and tell Him about what I had in my arms.

I told of the gifts from the Master Ubar and Mistress for the great care He gave to Mistress Cana. He seemed pleased taking the items and looking them over with pride. He said He would have to make sure to thank them for such gifts. He continued to stare at me, and honestly it was making me very nervous to ask my questions. I was trying to figure out a way to do so, when I jumped again with a little odd squealing noise when I felt Him touch my face. I swear I wanted to dig a hole in the ground under the fire as I watched Him lean back bellowing out in laughter that almost had Him fall over on the bucket He was sitting on. He made a very good call of judgement on me. He said I was very tense and wound up. Not to mention He bet not even a tarsk would sound better then the sound I just made. I could do nothing but agree. But I was being a little Warrior of a slave, and remembering I had the seal of my Master's good name on the cloaked skin of slavery I was wearing. I slowly breathed out the words of the question I had for Him.

"Master, I know Your a healer so I have no doubt Your good with Your hands, would You show me...How to enjoy having my breast touched? That way when another wishes to touch them, I might be found desirable? But in a sensual way, not all slutty Master. "

He just looked at me, and again, there went that laughter. Now I was feeling like a huge naive big red boob. For some reason, as He looked me over, His features changed slightly. His eyes glossed a hue darker as for the first time I noticed how light brown they had been, but...that was gone. His smile of humor turned into a smirk of, hunger. Lifting to His feet, I was looking to move out of His way as the shadow coated over me. He grasped my hair, and started to walk towards a wagon two wagons back from the one we had been sitting in front of. His two girls looked at me in almost an envious way. I wish I could have yelled out, come hurry, take my place! But that wasn't what the new and improved Red was going to do. I was stumbling to keep steps up with Him, as He had a very quick stride. The wagon was black inside, until after He released my hair, and let me fall to the ground, a few candles were lit. I could smell the fire, wax that was a simple scent of....dates. I looked around the wagon and there was a few post, a chair, a table, and lots of chains. There was a large counter beside this wooden base that just looked like a very high legged very narrow bench. For some reason all I thought about was, that wouldn't be very comfortable to sit upon.

He seemed to ignore me for now, and had the nerve...to be whistling. It wasn't a bad tune, it was rather one that was catchy and happy in this...odd wagon. I wondered what the girls I passed liked about it. It wasn't colorful. Though I had a side thought that some bright blue on those poles and maybe a hint of yellow on that narrow bench would work some wonders in here. Really pop out some life in this wagon.

When He turned and looked at me, with that same grin as by the fire....I never in my mind would have expected.....