Beaten but not Broken

Isis sighed softly and moved to sit on his lap being careful of her injuries.

He watched her and studied her movement. Seeing her he took a small sniff then looked deep into her eyes. "How bad are you hurt?"

"I'm not completely sure." She said softly. "I think my ribs are bruised at the very least cracked. I know I have some open wounds on my back."

He took the glass from her hands and took a sip. "Let me see."

Isis started to unlace her over shirt peeling it off then took off the undershirt leaving her in just a bra along with her pants. She slowly turned her back to him closing her eyes knowing he was going to see the scars.

He took in the scares and open wounds on her back. He sighed and placed his drink in the holder, then placed his hands on her hips. He leaned his head forward and placed a kiss to her back.

"I can close the open wounds if you would like. But you have to trust me first."

She sighed and nodded keeping her eyes closed.

He saw her nod and then focused on her wounds. He licked each one slowly, watching as they slowly healed. Being part vampire gave them the ability to heal people they chose. He didn't like the pain she had endure by egos. He was going to show her pain, but from the pleasurable side.

She shivered at the licks but also at feeling the skin healing.

"No one will hurt you but me. But trust me, when I do, you will be begging for more." he chuckled against her soft skin.

Isis didn't say anything.

"Get dress, we will be at my home soon and no one is to see you like this."

He grabbed his drink and finished it.

Isis dressed and looked out the window.

He care soon came to a stop in front a large mansion, almost castle like with a few modern features. He opened the door and got out holding his hand out to her.

Isis slowly placed her hand in his and looked at the house in awe. It was big and very beautiful.

"Welcome to your new and permanent home." He led her to the front door, that seemed to open itself. In actuality one of the butlers stood there, looking at the wall before him and not his master.

Isis looked around the home and spoke quietly. "It's very beautiful."

"Well thank you. I have the best help money can buy."

Isis nodded some and followed behind him unsure of where she was going to be staying and what her rules were going to be.

He led her to his office. A room with walls covered in books and ceilings that seemed to go on forever. "Sit in one of the chairs and stay. I will be right back."

He pushed her into the office and closed the door, locking it with a key.

Isis sat down in one of the chairs near the window and looked outside as she waited.

He came back with a packet, locking the door behind him and went sit at his desk.

"Now pet. We have alot to discuss."

She turned to look at him and moved to sit in a chair in front of the desk. She sat and watched him.

"Lets start with the basics. You are not to approach any male that is not myself or the other male servants. And with them, you are only to speak if need be. You can speak to females as much as you wish."

"Yes Sir." Isis stated quietly which was fine with her considering the things that have happened under male hands.