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Eden's reaction

Eden was placed on the same line as Daliah and Sebastian, on the center of the room, and had a good clear area around her, to allow circling observation. James started by making her torso harness that went from her groin to her neck. And chose for her only white rope, and a silky set of a white bra, with red pumps. Leaving her groin covered only by the rope. As he suspended her, he did not tie her hair, but rather, put her high enough that it didn’t graze the ground as it flowed down.  He also picked for her a lace collar, and temporarily blindfolded her, with a silky red blindfold, which he would take off further in the exposition. Before he left, he placed a warm kiss on the corner of her lips, and murmured over her skin that she belonged to him and he would be there to watch for her every minute.

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Eden having watched the other slaves with various degrees of interest wouldn't have been nervous regarding the show. She's confident in her own abilities, and has complete trust in James. She had to muffle a laugh as she got suspended in the air, and James let her hair loose and flowing, though the collar would have been a source of pride. Her posture would have tensed at the blindfold, but being put at ease with the gentle kiss and reassurance. The time would have drawn out, and Eden would have tuned out completely from her surroundings going into her own head and become unresponsive, only snapping back to reality at the touch of a hand. Upon being lowered, she would have rubbed at the marks where the rope indented her skin, stretched out and immediately gone to James side since she's under orders to be with him until that evening, and remained in silence just resting against him to get that human contact back. 

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James was sitting by the living room, reading material from today’s classes as he waited for Sullivan’s arrival. He had told Eden she could come by at 6:00, and he had simply told her they would do a mental exercise to illustrate it  to Sullivan. And so help him understand it. He had then allowed her to sit by him as he ate a light snack, and he fed her as well, talking lightly before washing up and settling in the living room. He was dressed in a simple white tank top and gray pants, and his hair was still humid from shower, ruffled by his fingers. He wondered not if he would be able to demonstrate boundspace to Sullivan, with Eden. But what would the results of it be.

Sully was curious to say the least. An evening with Eden and James. It was terrifying, wonderful, and interesting. He was looking forward to seeing the demonstration and of course, time with Eden was never a waste. Penguin girl was one of the most charming people he had ever met. He changed out of his uniform upon his return to his room, dressed in a simple t-shirt and jeans before heading down to James’ room. He tapped on the door lightly and tried to keep the nerves he felt in James’ presence under control. They were friends. Just friends. Nothing else and never would be anything else. This was like having his own personal TA. He should just make a point of enjoying it.

Eden has come into James' room not knowing what to expect, but the small motions, the quiet tone of his voice, each action putting her at ease. She's resting on the floor, her head resting against his knee, reading from a book resting on her knees, still fully clothed, silently pondering what the exercise could be. When the soft tap at the door sounds, she sets her book aside and waits for James to open the door, remaining kneeling her head bowed waiting for any order or signal.

Bond | James, Sullivan and Eden

Who: James Clarington, Sullivan Rose and Eden Wilde Where: James’ suite. When: August, 27th. 7:00 pm. Notes: Thread because of length.

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Nothing paves the way to a slave's heart and good graces like feeling needed and appreciate, so I'm sure they did enjoy it.

.. My father? William Wilde, Miss. We're based in Massachusetts, on the outskirts of Hamilton and breed slaves. Predominately Personal and Pedigree Breeder. Though in the past five years or so my brother Sir Marcus has taken the reins and is the more public face of the company. 

I honestly don't know Miss, I do have a Master that I visit and interact with frequently and find myself becoming increasingly fond of. But if that leads to claiming is entirely in his hands and his feelings regarding me.

I'm here!

I agree.  I was rather known for them at home. My grandmother was obliged to become the Granddame of most of my schooling years because everyone was over at our home all the time.  Fortunately I think the slaves rather enjoyed having so many appreciative young people around.

Oh that is good to know. I researched fairly thoroughly after my grandmother settled on this Academy but it is nice to know it has a good reputation from the other end. May I inquire as to your father? 

Personality is good. Are you in the process of being claimed Eden?

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masterjamesclarington:

Saying I don’t need to concern myself, is the exact way to get me to do so. Home sickness, Little One? Do you not find any solace here, on the company of the other slaves and your brother?

I find some, but it's not the same Master. It's like saying that I'd like to hold a kitten but instead I'm given a puppy. Both are enjoyable, I enjoy both. But they're both different, and if it's not what you expect; you notice. 

Private | Eden

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Nothing you need to concern yourself with Master, just a touch of homesickness. It comes in waves I've noticed. This time the wave just happens to be a little bigger.

Private | Eden

Maybe then I should help you out of it. What’s gotten so much of your attention, Little One?

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[Private] Little One, you are under my orders from tomorrow after six to Saturday afternoon.

[Private] Yes Master.

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I like the sound of that, social gatherings are always needed. Did you have many gatherings back home Miss Anna? I couldn't help but see you are from New York.

 As for classes here, I enjoy mine immensely. Some of the things I learn, I do find basic and that my education already covered, but I can still learn from them, and finetune my skills. I hope the Master classes are the same for you, but it is indeed correct. My Father trusts no other Academy but here to send his slaves, so I hope you'll be very happy here and find someone to your liking. There's certainly a variety of personalities to choose from.

I'm here!

Well, rage? Perhaps not. Parties… oh yes. Really… more like exuberant social gatherings. Sometimes just the ladies and sometimes we’ll let the fellas join us.

My room is quite lovely. The pile of suitcases is a smidge depressing but I’ll have that sorted soon enough.

How are the classes here? For the submissives at least? Was my grandmother correct in stating this was the best place to acquire a well-schooled personal?

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Can we expect all night rage parties coming from your room Miss Anna? And it's equally nice to meet you. I'm doing well, just combing through homework and attempting to get some sleep, I'm not entirely sure if it's just me, or if it's unusually balmy inside tonight. What about yourself? Did you find your room to your liking? 

I'm here!

Quiet? Well that will certainly never do. Not now that I am here!  I am Anna Duval. Mistress or Miss Anna are my preferred identifiers. 

It is lovely to meet you Eden. How are you this evening?

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Not at all, it's been rather quiet actually so maybe you'll breathe some new life into the Academy. Welcome to the Academy Miss (?), I'm Eden, it's nice to meet you.

I'm here!

I hope I haven’t missed all the fun?

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[PM]: You have been silent, Little One.

[PM] I have Master, just got a little carried away in my own head and didn’t realize where all the days had gone.

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 You don't enjoy watching it Sir? I'd like that though. I wish I could play, but in regards to instruments. I couldn't carry a tune in a bucket. 

 What would you like me to paint for you Sir? Though I should warn you. I usually end up with more paint over myself than the canvas, though I admit that I'd love to paint you... Not canvas but just draw all over you. Maybe a world map, or a swirl of rainbows. I'd clean you up after of course...Yes. I'll give you sufficient warning Sir, if only for the fact it means I get your attention for a night.

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Eden smiles, though it's somewhat tense from where she's still resting in the grass, her voice softer than usual. 'It's okay Sir, that wasn't what was making me nervous. I just shouldn't be saying this out loud, I'm just here to find myself a suitable match,and I shouldn't try to dictate my own terms, or pressing my needs and wants upon you... It's completely inappropriate and a severe lack of etiquette on my part, and I apologize...'

 She trails off, forcing her troubles down until Sully's next question makes her raise her gaze to him and shake her head. 'No Sir.. Sir Marcus is far too busy helping Father run the company, and Sir Oliver never claimed, though he is away the majority of the year.. They're my half brothers and about 22 years older than us. There's much about them that I don't know though. I know Connor always wanted children, so he's a caretaker of the threes.

contemplations

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 Her exercises done, Eden lets her feet fall back into the grass, giving Sully the option to keep his hands on her, or if he wants to let go. Spouses are something somewhat foreign to her, though she's heard it talked about many a time. Though the concept of it confuses her, Her hands move up to her hair only to come down disappointed when she can't play with it, should she lie and agree with the Master? Or just be honest, though her nose crinkles as she has her inner debate, because who is she kidding. She can't lie to save herself and admits quietly, 'I don't think I'd like it at all.. I'm not overly good with sharing, I try to be but ... If I consider something mine? I like them to be mine.. I could handle having a set-up like Sir Marcus, he has our other brother Connor as his personal slave, someone who knows him intimately, tends to him, confides to.. And then has other 'staff' style slaves. He has a harem of Body slaves, two Home slaves to maintain his house that were previous Breeders of the family that didn't qualify to be elders, and a public slave. They live together but none of the others share that intimate bond that Sir Marcus and Connor do, and at the end of the day? I'd much rather have that intimate one on one bond. That being said, it's very wishful thinking on my behalf, but I know I'll make the best of whatever situation I find myself in.' Her eyes widen briefly at her own words, and she looks around suddenly slightly nervous, '... Did that even make sense Sir?'

contemplations

Sully tipped his head, considering Eden’s question and trying really hard to not notice how cute she looked right now. “Let’s see. I definitely want at least one personal slave. But I could picture like having a spouse with a personal slave of their own and like all of us being together or whatever in different combinations. I wouldn’t mind a big family. It is how I grew up and I always liked it. All the kids and animals and slaves. My dad made sure everyone felt secure. I hope to do that too.” Sully did hope for that. He just wasn’t sure he could succeed. “You? Would you mind like a big family situation like that?”

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No Sir, just wanted to see you, and I was hoping you had a free hour or two.

Master, may I please see you this weekend?

Of course, Eden. Is there something I should know?

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I do Sir. Hamilton is famous for it's polo, so it's almost sacrilege not being able to ride. We didn't have horses on the compound though. We had a teacher come in once a week. But sometimes Father would take me out when he wanted to go with Sir Marcus. Music, I can't play anything unfortunately but I do sing, dance and as you saw enjoy gymnastics. My painting extends to fingerpainting but I find it fun. I'll be sure to let you know, especially since I don't want to distract you.

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