A prisoner of lust.

After being shown where what pieces came off of Mariki's armor, Samson assisted his little slave until she was evetually stripped bare before him, seeing nothing but battle scars and such placed upo her body.

Slowly, Samson only shook his head as he gingerly placed a hand on her good shoulder, touching it lightly. "As much as I detest women with scars, I cannot deny your overall beauty, my pet. But for now, you should rest." He said, taking her back to their bed then laid her down in it.

Once his little slave was lying in the bed, Samson would soon join her side after tossing the blanket over her form and tucked it under her form gently, not wanting to disturb her restful sleep from here on out. From what he figured, Mariki was going to need a lot of sleep. One, from their earlier combat and two from her fortunate healing.

Leaning in, Samson placed a kiss on her cheek before he whispered in her ear. "Sleep well, my pet... Tomorrow... Everything will begin for us... And for you..." He said softly in her ear before kissing it again.

"You're welcome, my dear. Now rest. You'll need plenty of it for tomorrow." Samson answered, silencing Mariki with a kiss to the lips. "It will involve much physical work, but at the end of the day, it will satisfy not only you, but me as well." He added, moving closer to her.

Samson listened to this little tidbit of information of hers, stating openly to him that she was a virgin. This changed things up a little bit, in his opinion. This meant he had to break her in nice and easy before he soon placed his mark on her that would show proof that she belonged solely unto him and no one else.

Nevertheless, Samson continued to sit by her side, scratching his chin gently in thought.

Samson found it a little strange that his pet moved away from him, but nevertheless understood that she needed rest. Eventually, Samson leaned over to his pet and placed a soft reassuring kiss on her cheek as if to tell her that everything was alright then patted his lap, welcoming her back into it with a smile.

Once again, Samson soon found his little pet beside him once more, smiling as she found her way back over to him, sleeping a little more comfortably. As she slept, Samson reach over to the nightstand beside him and plucked a book up from where it sat and pulled it close to him to read it. As he read, Samson's hand passed loosely through his pet's hair, not wishing to disturb her.

Samson glaced over to his little pet, seeing that her naked form was rubbing up against him gently. Smiling, he then lowered his hand to her scarred back, running his fingers gently across the contours that made up her spine very gently as she slept there next to him.

Samson glanced over when he heard his new pet make a gentle but pleasured sound, smiling at her when she moved slightly in her sleep. There was something about her during the whole that just felt to him that she had wormed her way into his heart. But nevertheless, there still had to be a hierarchy to be maintained according to what his mind whispered to him. Eventually, logic overtook his mind as he continued to caress Mariki's back carefully, minding the nature of her scars in the process.

Samson had stayed there the entire night with her as his pet slept beside him, all comfy and cozy. However, he often wondered what her dreams might've been like as she slept. She must've led a harsh life to have that much scarring there on her back. But nevertheless, there were... Certain matters that she needed to tend to on him once she had awakened.

And once she did, Samson glanced over to Mariki and smiled at her softly. "Hello, my pet." He said, smiling at her.

"Well, my darling pet..." Samson answered as he laid the book off to the side then returned his hands to rub her shoulders gently. "I would like to know..." He began, pausing for a moment as he studied her naked form on him. "If there is... certain things you can fulfill for me...?" He asked, smiling at her.