The Devil's Playpen //Home.of.Diabolos//

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

The Devil's Playpen

The house itself was beautifully crafted, and, combined with the large expanse of land that surrounded the building, worth well over a couple of million dollars. It was large enough to accomedate at least 10 people; the owner didn't like to have his home crowded. It had a cozy sort of feeling, if one was confident and comfortable enough with their surroundings.
Behind the giant glass window was the main room, Diabolos' sitting room. It doubled as a study as well, filled with bookshelves on nearly every subject imaginable. Pursuing further inward were the bedrooms; each had their own design and scheme. Most of them were free, save for the master bedroom, which was conjoined with the study, even though it was a floor above the rest of the bedrooms; there were stairs at the end of the quarters for the rest of the slaves and servants that led up to that room. It was lavishly decorated, and the wrought-iron bed was covered with the softest blankets you could find. Nothing was looked over, every detail perfected.
If one chose to continue down the hall, they would come to the dining and living rooms, which were up to par with most of the world. The kitchen was hidden behind two oak doors in the dining room, and that was well furnished in stainless steel.


(( Don't own anything; might expand on this later. ))  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

He looked to Celestial, his eyes meeting her own for a long moment, before they returned to the road. "I see," was all that came from him for a couple of minutes, before he began. "Slaves are fearful of their masters, yes. That much is true. Masters do differ however, from the vast majority; each one of us has their own ways of doing things, how to treat the people they own." His gaze flickered to the half-human. "I'm not denying that I own you, songbird. But I'm not going to beat you to the ground every day. Besides," Diabolos grinned at her, though this one was mocking, "what fun would that be?"
It was quiet after that from him, and it wasn't long before they pulled up to the gates that surrounded his numerous acres of land. A quick confirmation of the PIN number, and the two were in.  

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She continued to look out the window after he stopped speaking. She was just watching the road, when they arrived at the house. She looked up, and let her eyebrows raise a little as she sized about the house, taking in everything, just as she had done not an hour ago when she first met her new master.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

The car glided to a nice stop, and it was parked in the garage, which had another one in it, though that was covered. "Come on," the man said, getting up and out of the black Porsche, and waiting for the woman. "Clothes, you said, correct? We'll find you a room first, and then you can choose what you wish. The tour shall come after you recieve the rules."
With that, he opened the door, a nice wooden one, and flicked on the switch. They were in the basement, though at this point, it was a very small room with stairs; one set led up, and another, further down, both in a spiral formation. Three steps up them, and the werecat looked back at her. "So, tell me, why were you in the warehouse again? You looked as thugh you've been there before." As well, she said that she had been born a slave, so Diabolos assumed that she had first been sold from there before.  

[xxfamousxxlivingxxdeadxx]

She shook her head,"That was the first time i've ever been sold from that warehouse."She said softly,"I've been sold from all kinds of places all over the world."She told him, as she followed him, her footsteps quiet as she moved.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

So his suspicions weren't correct. In any matter, the grin remained. "I see. Thank you, Celestial." They wound their way around the house, and after that, he too grew silent. Diabolos made no noise as he walked; at every moment of every day, he was channeling that inner wild feline, possessing their habits as well. He could scent well enough in human form, but being in the form of the ocelot was a different thing entirely. It was a joy to be in the form that felt even more natural than standing on two legs.
Pushing open one final door, the man spoke again, "This is mostly the quarters for us all; my room is the one up that small set of stairs over there." He gestured to them. "So take your pick of which room you wish to have, I won't rush you, songbird." Diabolos liked that nickname for the half angel; she had a soft, sweet voice, and didn't seem prone to putting up a fight. Celestial seemed more like a flight over fight person.  

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Celesital walked over to a room close to her masters, and opened it. There was a nice bay window, with a sitting area. She liked it, and turned to her master,"Is this one okay with you?"She asked, her head down submissivly as she spoke.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

"That's fine. I said you could choose, did I not?" he responded, walking in the room. "There's some clothes here, so take your pick. Everything that you need.. will usually be supplied to you." Diabolos smirked, opening the closet for her. Besides that, there was a dresser there as well for her. Each room also had a bathroom with a shower/tub combo, so Celestial was well funded.
The brunette turned to leave. "I'll be waiting in the hall." The door shut softly behind Diabolos, and he leaned up against the opposite wall, arms crossed and eyes closed.  

[xxfamousxxlivingxxdeadxx]

Celestial quickly washed her hair, so it smelled fresh for her new master, dressed herself in a tight fitting dress, that had a short skirt, and a corset styled top. She brushed her hair, and pulled it back into a beautiful ponytail, tied with a small black ribbon. She pulled on black heels to top off the outfit, before walking out of her room,"Here i am, master."She said, bowing softly.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

His grin widened, and he took her in his arms, so that her back was to him. He purred lightly, rubbing his face into Celestial's neck and inhaling her sweet scent. His arms had purposefully trapped her so that she was unable to move until he had finished with her. And he did, fairly quickly, when his scent was rubbed all over his newest slave.
"Good, now let's get you a show of the house."  

[xxfamousxxlivingxxdeadxx]

She stood there, a little bit surprised at what he was doing, but she didn't fight. Once he finished, she turned and smiled,"Okay."She said, as she followed him.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

There was a smug satisfaction about him, as though the scent marking were some form of gratification that the werecat haad recieved. He toured her of the house, making sure that she knew where to go, who to see, and where his quarters were. Afterwards, they ended up in his study, easily the most used room of the house for Diabolos.
"I find my home very welcoming," he said quietly, looking down to her as he lounged in one of his comfty chairs, made of black leather. "And you?"  

[xxfamousxxlivingxxdeadxx]

She looked at the ground for the moment, then looked back at him,"I like your home...it is welcoming, and it is beautiful."She said, smiling at him.  

[The_Lady_Kuchiki]

diabolos;;

"Excellent," he murmured, though there was a dark tone to his voice that many would not be able to decipher. "Do me a favor, will you? When night comes, take careful not to head up to my floor, sweetheart."
There was a warning to his voice, and yet, that warning also seemed to compell her to disobey. "I can't promise to keep you safe there.."
He looked deep in thought for a moment, and then looked at the hybrid. "You can have a seat, Celestial," Diabolos murmured, gesturing to the floor beneath his feet. "I haven't told you the rules yet."  

[xxfamousxxlivingxxdeadxx]

She felt her curiousity peak at his warning, though she didn't show it. She walked over, and sat near him on the floor. She tried her best to sit as proper as possible, as she looked at him intently,"What are you rules here, master?"She asked sweetly.