Tier - 2

December Commission

Fleer and Benjamin of Clan Morse

Client Särling's fan fiction

Some time after Benjamin's abduction, Fleer figured that since she already had a capable man-thing living inside the confines of her personal lodging, that he might as well be put to work doing other tasks, in addition to his main function. This meant Benjamin was freed from his bondage and was given more of a servant role, instead of just being a simple sex-slave. His other duties would from that point onwards expand to include cleaning, cooking, helping her equip and unequip her armor, assist her while she bathes - so on and so forth.

Benjamin was in essence given more autonomy to walk around Fleer's home on his own volition, which she insisted was only for her own convenience, as it meant she wouldn't have to rely on more slaves to do her bidding if he alone was responsible for all of her menial tasks. Not to mention that it simplified the logistics of Fleer having to constantly move Benjamin to his own chambers after every time the deed had been performed, since he could just be ordered to go there himself instead.

Benjamin was given more responsibilities and autonomy the longer he ended up being under Fleer's service; more so, however, he was also granted a certain number of boons to reward his continued obedience. Since Fleer would often be preoccupied with her own duties as a chieftain, she saw it fit to periodically provide Benjamin with pilfered literature and literary supplies - that of which helped keep him placated during times where his services weren't needed.

As it turned out, Benjamin possessed an rudimentary grasp of literacy, and seeing as he now had a lot of time on his hands, would end up improving his reading comprehension - as well as his penmanship - astonishingly quickly. His sleeping quarters, once a grim reminder of his lowly position, would gradually become his own personal sanctuary of normalcy. Whenever his mistress didn't require his attention, those walls that surrounded him, as well as all the books and parchments that were continuously piling up, would eventually provide him with a small measure of succor, even as the world outside felt increasingly distant in his mind.

Although naturally, even if his chambers became more of a mental bastion as time went on, there was nothing ever stopping his mistress from simply inviting herself in whenever she desired his company

It's really fun to see the fan-made creations. :-)