The Other Side Of the Story

Compromises

“First, no servants in my quarters. I can dress myself. If they feel they must clean my room then they can’t do it when i’m gone.” Izuna nodded. “Reasonable.” “Second, I eat when im hungry. If he insists that I wake up on his schedule, then I am willing to have a cup of coffee with him. Conversation doesn’t seem to be included with it, Unfortunately.” Izuna chuckled. “He’ll remain formal when staff is around. There are times he may be willing to eat informally with you in your room.” “I suppose I can live with that.” “Three?” Izuna urged her to continue. “I would like to be able to go outside, unsupervised. Just to enjoy the garden, get some fresh air and be able to walk around.” Izuna nodded. “I would like to be able to go into the village on a regular basis. Once a week would work. I miss Kiko.” Izuna blushed at the mention of her name. Kala seized the opportunity. “You could escort me and it would allow you to visit with Kiko more.” Izuna nodded. “And lastly, I would like to train Sara here. I have not seen her since the meeting.” Izuna nodded, a sad look on his face. “You do know that she lost her parents not to long ago.” Kala nodded. “I understand, but we both need to start working on healing and moving on. Our duties will be waiting for us when I’m expected to get back to work.” Izuna couldn’t argue. “Anything more?” He asked as he got up. “No.” Kala responded. “Thank you so much Izuna,” she says as she hugs him. Her eyes watering. “I’ll go and speak with Madara. You relax and finish eating.” Kala smiled. Izuna stopped, “Oh, I almost forgot. I brought you something.” He tossed her a package of chocolate and winked. “Thank you again, Izuna.” Kala tells him. “Don’t thank me yet. Even if Madara agrees, I’m sure he’ll have stipulations of his own. He’ll be giving up more control than he’s used to. Of course, if he expects to keep you...” He let the sentence hang there. Kala blushed and nodded.

Izuna found Madara in his office, thankfully his temper had cooled. “Yes, Izuna.” He responds when he knocks on the door. “Brother, I just finished speaking with Kala.” Madara nodded, “I hope you explained my expectations.” “I did.” Izuna answered. “She has a counter proposal.” Madara sighed and put his work down. “Let’s hear it.” He demands sternly. Izuna took a deep breath and started explaining Kala’s request. He was silent for a few minutes after Izuna finished. His eye twitched just barely. His face got red for a split second. He took a deep breath. Another one. Izuna watched and waited, then responded. “Brother, she is supposed to be a guest here.” Madara’s face went expressionless again. “I agree to her request.” Izuna breathed a sigh of relief. “On one condition.” Izuna stiffened. “Both doors to her room are to remain unlocked.” “Yes, brother.” Izuna responds and stands up. “Remind her that if I find either door locked, I will remove them however I see fit.” Izuna nodded and only rolled his eyes after he had turned his back to his brother. “Izuna.” Busted. Izuna left to give Kala the good news. When he knocked on the door, Kala opened it. “He agreed to your request.” Izuna told her. Kala started to smile, then stopped. “His condition?” Izuna hesitated. Kala put her hand on her hip. “Izuna.” Izuna sighed. “Both doors are to remain unlocked or he will remove them however he sees fit. His exact words.” Kala thought only for a minute before she hugged him. “Thank you so much, Izuna.” “You’re welcome.” He took her empty dishes and bid her goodnight. He handed the dishes to a waiting staff member and returned to his brother’s office and knocked. “Yes?” Izuna walked in with a smile on his face. “Thank you, brother. She couldn’t be happier.” Madara grunted. “Brother,” Izuna says softly. “You should go to her.” With that he left. Madara stretched. It was getting late. And the thought of sleeping next the her was very appealing. He put away away his work, got up and turned off the light as he left.

Kala was sleeping when Madara got to her room. As he undressed, Madara heard her moaning lightly and watched as she rubbed her legs together. Madara crawled under the covers and lay beside her. In response, Kala began to rub her body against him. Madara wanted to rape her himself right then. He chided himself for thinking that way. He tried to roll over the other way, but saw Kala start to rub herself. He growled before gently putting her legs over his shoulders. He gently began to beat her c**t before f*****g her with his tongue. She grabbed his hair automatically, begging him silently. He let her have her way. He continued beating her c**t, then sucked and nibbled on it. Kala responded, pulling his hair harder. She had one hell of a grip. She called out his name with a moan and shuddered with ecstasy. She came almost explosively and Madara was glad to clean up every sweet drop. He lay down next to her and held her. He felt her heartbeat go from frantic beats due to his attention, to slow, steady ones as she sighed. “Thank you, Madara.” He grunted and continued to hold her.

Madara was dreaming. Kala took his member into her hands and then put him into her mouth. He felt himself harden, watching her bob her head and could feel his c**k come back with a vengeance after what he had done to her. Madara grabbed her hair firmly in his hands. She took him all the way before flicking his tip, carefully and deliberately circling the head with her tongue, before taking him to the hilt again. “Finish it, woman.” He hissed. Kala obliged deep throating him more vigorously. Madara closed his eyes. Kala clenched his c**k in her throat as he blew his load. He could feel her throat spasm as she proceeded to suck him dry. Kala smiled after she had finished, like the vixen she was before she kissed his chest. He held her close and as content as he could under the circumstances. When her breathing became slow and steady again, he allowed himself to fall asleep.

Kala awoke the next morning aching again. This time due to longing rather than any actual pain. “Damn, doctors.” She whispers. Kala got dressed and was relieved when she opened the door to find no servants in sight. She sighed relieved. When she started toward the dining room, a servant stopped her. “Maam,” She says with a genuine smile. “Follow me, please.” She was led outside to a small table set up on the back patio. Izuna was there and offered her a smile. Madara pulled her chair out so she could sit down. Kala looked at Izuna confused but pleasantly surprised. “Don’t ask.” Izuna mouthed. Madara put a cup of coffee in front of her already prepared. She noticed the bulge in his pants as he pulled out a a chair across from her and blushed. Madara raised an eyebrow and then sat down. Izuna watched this exchange with amusement. “Did you two sleep well?” He asked innocently. Madara glared at him for a moment, but answered. “We’ll sleep better after the restrictions are lifted”. Kala smiled and blushed again. “I have no doubt.” Izuna replied with a smirk.