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Anahel said she did not, but the sounds she made said otherwise. Possibly her body remembered. “To have a mistress who went through it all, knows what it was like, to be made into a slave and live as one. I could not want anything more…It feels so familiar, doesn’t it? Something you loved so much.” She asked with a smile, as her fingers continued to run. It was something the old Anahel would have felt so many times before. Even a reincarnation could probably not make her completely forget. A sensation etched into her mind, body and soul.

Anahel shook her head more and more saying, “n-no..,! No… I don’t want to remember…!” She uttered and then suddenly she gasped and began to moan louder as she felt Mirina’s two fingers slip inside of her and began to move in and out of her.

“Just give it a little longer. You know it feels good. We all do.” Mirina would stop if Anahel got much more upset, but she hoped the angel would warm up to it after the shock wore off. Mirina knew it was probably hard, remembering it all, especially the training. But maybe she would remember the happiness too. “…You loved your master, loved pleasing him. Let me take your place. Be the one to please you.” The spell of course was still in effect too. Anahel could call out for Maxim’s help if she needed to. How would remembering this impact her relationship with him, would she be even more obedient, begin to call him ‘master’? She s

Anahel tried to deny this but couldn’t. She could feel the memories beginning to rush back. Was she truly a slave? Did she really know how Mirina felt? “N-no… stop… I-I don’t want to feel like this again…” she uttered but it was too late as Mirina began to rub at her, making her blush and moan out.

That basically confirmed it for Mirina. Anahel might not have been able to remember, might not want to remember. But the angel was the same as her at some point in the past. “…Deep down. Deep inside, you at least understand me now, don’t you? You know why I think and feel the way I do, because you used to be the same.” She did not want Anahel to become a slave again, she was the mistress now. But she would happy if Anahel understood her better, understood why she did not want to go back. Her fingers began rubbing, feeling the signs Anahel was really a woman. Maybe the angel remembered this too, how they had been taught to please, tho

I am a young traveler and recently I came across a big city in the middle of a dense forest. Three I went behind its walls I found its map on the ground which I took, it turned out that this city has two levels, one underground for the poor and one for the rich In my head My task for today was to find something to eat and sleep. The choice was to go to the town hall and look for quests or go to the market and steal some things and then sell them underground. I decided to go to the market in search of something easy to steal, squeezing my way through the crowds of races, most of the people I saw were a bunch of magic items st

Anahel frowned and tried to remember however when she did, she groaned. “N-no… I-I can’t… I don’t want to remember… it feels… painful…” she uttered. She didn’t want to but part of her also thought that maybe this part of her would be able to help Mirina, but could she really remember.

Mirinia had only been asking if they were physically the same down there. Though Anahel asked the questions that were on her mind. She was human before? Were they the same? "...You think you were the same as me? Try to remember. You felt it, didn't you? The moment it all made sense? The best moment of your life." Was that what drew her to Anahel? Hints that she had once been a slave too? Maybe Anahel the slave was gone, but maybe the angel could remember some of it. Understand why Mirina felt the way she did. "After that moment you would have lived for your master, would do anything for him. Try to remember, you will remember how

Anahel blushed and let out a soft noise as she felt Mirina’s hand roaming more. “A-are we the same…? W-we could be… we very well could be… I could have… been like you… in my past life… before I dies and became an Angel… physically we both have the body of a woman… except I have wings… I can fly… and you cannot… I have powers… you do not… maybe we are the same in mind… why do you ask this…? Is there a reason you were drawn to me… besides me killing your master….?”

There it was again. They were not the same but there was something so vaguely familiar about Anahel, a similarity that drew her to the angel. Did Anahel feel it too? Had she noticed it? She did not know what it was, but it made her want Anahel. “Are we the same, human and angel women?” She reached further and felt, her fingers roaming, seeing if it was the same as her body or not. If an Angel could feel what she felt.

Anahel looked up at Mirina. She knew she now had a different view on love that she did but then, she blushed as Mirina mentioned Maxim. “No… I do not… or well… I love everyone on Earth… I am an Angel… I show no hate for anyone… even my enemies I love even though I must destroy them… I love you too… no matter what you do… no matter how much you fight my words… I love Prince Maxim as well… I serve him because it was my duty… my mission given to my by God… I want to help you… but I don’t know how to…” she said caressing the girl’s cheek. “He said that I would figure it out… but I still don’t know… maybe… the only way to help you… is to give in…

Mirina hesitated. Last warning? What would it really mean if she touched it? There was something there, wasn't there? If there was just skin, there was no reason for Anahel to feel so strongly about this. Touching it would probably stop it in that case. She did want to know, was it the same or was it different? Anahel's warning was the only thing holding her back. One complication though was she had a rather distorted view of love now. "I loved my master. I will love you too." She completely believed it, her feelings for her master, her loyalty, it could have been called love, though it was an unhealthy and twisted variety. She ge

Anahel continued to have more and more flashes and could feel Mirina’s hands moving deeper and deeper and how felt then easing more and more to her crotch. “Please Mirina… I’m begging you… d-don’t touch me there… if you do this… I won’t hate you Mirina… but I will be disappointed… this isn’t what I want from you…. You should do this with someone you love… not someone who you feel obligated to… please… this is my last warning…”

Mirina watched, genuinely confused by Anahel's discomfort. "I'm doing this for you. There is nothing wrong with it, just relax, it is nothing to hate, it feels really good. Is it because I'm a girl? A human? We are not married?" She tried to consider any reason Anahel would be bothered by it. She was doing it as a slave, but it was still her choice. She saw no reason for that to be the thing that bothered Anahel, no matter how much she said so. Was it one of the things she just mentioned, or was there another reason, she was not mentioning? Her hand went in a little deeper, to see if there were other reactions. She stopped where if

As Mirina continued to move her hand more up her leg, she could see flashing of things in her mind, Mirina kept flashing from herself to what looked like someone else. This situation felt so similar but why? She then could feel her body changing more and more as well as she urged again, “please… please don’t do this…”

"Will I even find anything up there? How different are angels and humans?" Mirina asked as her hand went up. She intended to find out by feeling, not expecting Anahel to answer her. She also wanted to feel it for herself if there was something new, something there, but different a human girl had. Maybe angels did have sex, and children through it, but in a different way than humans. She wanted to know, needed to know. If there was nothing there, there was little reason for Anahel to resist this much, she would have a much harder time pleasing the angel, if there was nothing there.

That was me, it was 11:35PM on my side, but if it was past the deadline, I'll take the L and accept I'm late.

Anahel continued to frown as she watched Mirina and felt her hand as it rested itself onto her leg and began to move up and under her dress. “S-stop Mirina… d-don’t…” she uttered and tried to urge her but at this point it seemed the girl was doing what she wanted.

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What Mirina wanted was a complicated thing at the moment. How much did she personally want this? Where was the line between what she wanted and her desire to have others control her? To an extent she was doing what Anahel wanted, but only in an effort to make the angel accept her as a slave. ”I am doing this because I want to…though…”. Her other hand lingered on Anahel’s leg. “…Just how much does your body resemble a human’s?” Mirina did not know. Just how similar were angel and human? If there was nothing there, this would be a lot harder. Her hand teased going in further, exploring to find out if there was anything between Ana

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