I woke up the next morning and the sun was shining across the room. It waster than they usually let me sleep. Master Evan wasn’t in the room, so they must not want me up yet. My dder had determined it was time to get going though.


    I nced at the door to the bedroom and the leather p was closed. Beyond the doorway I could hear voices in the main room. It sounded like my owners were talking to someone. If I hadn’t had to go so badly I would have just stayed put.


    Walking across the floor I peeked out the doorway. The men were standing and talking to a man I did not recognize. He looked like the viin from a pirate movie. Shaggy ck hair and a series of cuts on his face gave him a fearsome appearance. I let the p fall closed and just listened.


    “You will have to touch it, in?” Master Christof asked.


    “Yes,” the stranger said, “it is better that way. I have done this many times and it seems better if I do it.”


    “It doesn’t like to be touched by others,” Master Christof said sounding troubled.


    “You are sure you could not train us?” Master Kein asked. “My hands are very steady.”


    “I have done that before, but I can’t guarantee the result under those circumstances,” he said.


    The door cover jerked opened and Master Evan was in front of me grinning. I jumped back and yelped lightly. I hadn’t heard him walk up.


    “It is up, Brothers. Ciara, why didn’t you stay in bed until we woke you?” he asked.


    “I had to go to the bathroom,” I said quietly.


    Now I really had to pee.


    Master Evan took me to the bathroom and I heard the manment it would be an easy job.


    Master Evan let me use the bathroom, but then walked me back out into the main room. I kept my gaze on the floor, until Master Damien lifted my chin so I was looking in his eyes.


    “Have you looked at this man?” he asked.


    “Yes, Master Damien,” I whispered.


    “If you behave this morning, I will not take you to the posts for your disobedience,” he promised me.


    “Yes, Master Damien,” I said feeling relieved.


    My ownersid me down on a floating table and told me I could look at the man named in while he was in our rooms. I watched with trepidation as in took a long thick needle out of the bag he had with him. My eyes went wide when he plumped my breast in his hand.


    They were going to pierce me. I turned my head to the side and closed my eyes tight. My breath was puffing out in little pants. I tried to do that breathing Rose had taught me, but it wasn’t working. I felt light headed.


    “Ciara,” Master Christof said, “open your eyes.”


    I did and looked at him. “This will not hurt for long. We have a cream that will force you to heal quickly. We have used it before. Do you remember?” he asked me and stroked my cheek.


    “Yes, Master Christof,” I answered him with fear stillcing my voice.


    Master Christof continued to look down at me questioningly for a moment. Suddenly he lowered his lips to my ear.


    “We wish to do this and we will not let it hurt you. Trust us not to harm you. Please, may we do this?” he asked softly.


    The choice shocked me as Master Christof stared back into my eyes. I would never had dreamed someone would ask me for my permission again. The pleading was evident in his face and I knew they would stop if I asked them to. The idea empowered me and I wanted to reward them for the generosity.


    “Of course, Masters,” I whispered taking a breath, “I wish to do this for you.”


    Christof looked thrilled as he reached down and took my hand.Content bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.


    “Shut your eyes,” he instructed, “I promise you will not feel this. in is very good at his job,” he stated confidently.


    My eyes stayed shut tight and I waited for the pain. The man, in, just seemed to be ying with my breasts one at a time.


    I expected the bite of needle, but I felt a sensation like ice coating me. I peeked and in was literally painting my nipples with a brush and small jar of liquid. Starting at the base of the are he drew small circles until the entire nipple was coated with the chilly liquid.


    A second tiny jar was produced and in showed it to Master Damien.


    “Use it,” Master Damien ordered.


    “It is four extra stones per application,” in advised.


    Master Damien hated to repeat himself and I heard his frustrated grunt as he repeated themand.


    “Our mark will always protect the ve,” he exined patiently. “If our symbol brings pain the ve wille to expect that and be fearful of it. We do not wish a fearful ve.”


    “Ahh,” in answered pulling out a very tiny brush. “It is different in the red mountains. The owners often do this as punishment.”


    Master Damien and Master Evan discussed how foolish the men in the red mountains were as in painted just the tips of my nipples very cautiously.


    The long needle was picked up and Master Christof reminded me to close my eyes. I felt a dull pressure at the tip of one and then the other. Once in released the second breast I took a peek again.


    “It looks wonderful,” Master Damien said in awe and I opened my eyes fully


    Master Evan handed in several stones and then he handed him an extra one.


    “It did not feel pain, we are grateful for the extra care,” Master Evan told him.


    The man picked up his bag and bowed his head slightly to my owners.


    “It has been a pleasure doing business with you. Please tell the others if they wish my services. My Brothers and I will be back through here the next lunar cycle,” he said excusing himself.