This choice: The clothes are great but he sees old scars from beatings, offers to remove them • Go Back... "My new tail allows me to create items out of nothing at all, and bend reality as we know it.You've been good to me and I would love to give you something special. So, close your eyes and I'll get started," Kyle told her.
Astrid was reluctant, but she covered her eyes with her hands. She then waited with anticipation. Kyle concentrated hard and only on the dress he wanted to create for Astrid. His tails grew bright with a white light and suddenly, the dress appeared right in front of him, levitating in the air. "You can open your eyes, now," Kyle informed her.
Astrid uncovered her eyes and saw an elegant dress floating in front of her. She quickly snatched it out of the air and she exclaimed, "It's beautiful, Kyle. Thank you very much." Kyle was happy that she liked it, until he looked into her eyes. She sounded like she liked it, but he eyes didn't lie. There was something about them that told Kyle that she didn't like it.
"You don't like it, do you?" Kyle asked.
"What do you mean?" Astrid replied, "I just told you that it is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
"Then, why do you have that look in your eye?" Kyle asked.
Astrid sighed, "I guess there is no fooling you. It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I don't need it." Kyle was saddened by this comment. His tails drooped and his ears flattened. Then, he collapsed onto his stomach. Astrid knelt down beside him and began petting his head. "Please don't be sad," Astrid tried to comfort him, "I really do like the dress, but think about it, when will I need to use it. I can't go out in public, because people might recognize me as a slave and I'd be sent back to those wicked monsters. All I can do is wear it around the cave."
Kyle thought about it and replied, "Well, that does make sense, but can you try it on for me. It would make me feel better."
"Alright, I'll put it on for you," she said just before she bent down and kissed him on the forehead. Astrid walked a few feet away from Kyle and turned her back to him. She may have been becoming real good friends with Kyle quickly, but she wasn't ready to show herself nude to him. She had panties underneath her ragged pants, but she had no bra. She started by taking off her shirt. He clothes were dirty and gray with holes.
Kyle watched her as she took of her clothes. He had never seen a nude human before, let alone a woman. So, he was fascinated when he saw Astrid's back. This time, it was he who wanted to pet Astrid's skin. However, he noticed that something was amiss right away. Astrid had scars running down her back. They were the scars that were caused by the whips. "Astrid, your back!" Kyle gasped.
"You mean the scars," Astrid asked, "Yeah, I know about them."
"Who did this?" Kyle asked.
"My former masters," Astrid answered.
"But why would they do that?" Kyle continued to question.
"Because, they felt that they had the right to do whatever they wanted to do to me," Astrid explained.
"Those monsters," Kyle growled furiously, "If I ever see them again... I'll... I'll... kill them."
"Kyle, you wouldn't," Astrid gasped.
"Why shouldn't I?" Kyle asked, "You don't deserve the treatment they gave you."
"Kyle, two wrongs don't make a right," Astrid explained, "Even though you think they deserve to die, it doesn't mean you should kill them. Killing someone it the worst thing a person could ever do. Promise me that you will never try to find them and kill them."
Kyle bowed his head and said, "I promise that I won't kill them. Astrid, let me heal those scars on your back." Astrid nodded and Kyle concentrated on the scars. Kyle's tails brightened again and the scars healed up as if they were never there. "Astrid," do you have anymore scares or injuries that I could heal for you?" Kyle asked.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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