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Well this is an interesting concept for one of my favourite RP scenarios. I'm in. Can we discuss?

I see you like inflation. Perhaps some hyper breeding will be necessary to kick things off on the planet again?

Anahel only shook her head once more but blushed as Mirina placed her hand on her cheek. “Mirina… I don’t want you to live like that… living for someone else… I want you to live for you… and what you want to do… make your own decisions… that’s what I want… do what you want… not what someone else wants… please understand….”

Mirina looked over the Angel silently for a moment, struggling with whether or not to act again. Just like she had learned to be a slave, could Anahel be taught to be a mistress, at least to accept the idea, if nothing else? “There’s nothing wrong with it. It feels good, to live for someone else. To let them guide everything about your life.” She put her hand on Anahel’s cheek, tempted to lean in. How could she teach the angel? Anahel could be as gentle as she wanted. Mirina just needed someone to take her master’s place.

Anahel blinked at this and shook her head saying, “I didn’t saw that Mirina… I don’t hate you. I want you around, but I don’t want you to be a slave.” She told her while frowning as she told her there was nothing to heal about her.

"There is nothing to heal." Mirina responded with a smile. As far as she was concerned, she simply had her eyes opened. Was shown a life that was completely fulfilling, it just needed harsh treatment to show her the way. There was something about the angel. Mirinia felt she almost understood. Her opposition to it seemed different than the others around her. Was it because she was an angel, or was it something else? The smile faded a little. "You don't want me by your side? Even an angel hates me?" Was there a little pain in that question? She did not have anyone else right now, slave or not, that rejection stung a little.

Anahel continued to look up at Mirina and shook her head saying, “no… I don’t want this… for me or you… I don’t want you by my side… I don’t want convincing… Mirina… doing this will not help you heal…”

This put Mirina in a very difficult position. As a slave, she ought to obey. But the angel was not accepting her as a slave, and that was a bigger issue. Her mind wrestled a bit with the conflict, A conflict over her life as it was. "I'm doing this for you. You won't see my value. Just let you show everything I have learned. I will always be by your side, do anything I can to make you feel better." She still paused though, obedience at least temporarily holding her back, as she convince Anahel to let her do it, to want it. To show her the value of having a slave. She desperately wanted to do more, but for the moment, she wanted to t

Anahel looked up at Mirina and listened to her whispers she then felt as she began to kiss her neck, making her blush and even let out soft moans. She had never felt like this before but still she uttered, “s-stop Mirina… stop this…”