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    Karmin groaned very long and and into the pillow to keep it muffled. She swore at him in pain a couple of times, not truely meaning her words though.

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    ic: Stefan couldn't help but grin a little, as the sounds she was making were more than lewd. But he decided not to comment because last time he'd gotten her fired up she'd infuriated him enough to get into the lower dungeon. He turned away for a second to get some disinfectant. [/size]

    "Damned you," she muttered, and wiped the tear off that had been shed in pain. A lady in the real world would never have to endure this," she muttered.

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    ic: "Well hopefully we can get you some real goals to start on that quest, eh?", Stefan murmured, he was concentrated so he didn't chuckle, but rather began to go to work on disinfecting the wounds. He wished Ralof wasn't too strong for his own good but he was and he had given this poor girl these terrible wounds only trying to move her.[/size]

    "What are you talking about?" She questioned him before feeling the sting of the disinfectant. "Gg... Ah!" She gasped, arching hee back slightly up.

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    ic: "Did I say goals? I meant clothes, I'm really tired...", he adjusted her rags which had been displaced by her arching back and continued doing what he had been doing five seconds ago.[/size]

    She gripped the bed beneath her, groaning again. "You have no idea," she commented before forcing herself to lay properly again.

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    ic: "You really shouldn't make those noises, doll, someone might get the wrong idea...", Stefan yawned, lifting the disinfectant sogging cotton from her gashes and taking a seat on the end of the hospital bed with a roll of adhesive gauze.[/size]

    "What do you mean?" She sighed as the disinfectant was finished. She truely didn't understand what he meant, since she had never had such encounters or had been told about them.

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    ic: "You know, someone might think we're doing something other than cleaning up wounds in here.", Stefan said wondering if she even knew what he was talking about and how he felt explaining to a grown woman what that concept was. He preferred not to think about it until he had to deal with it.[/size]

    She looked over her shoulder at him, brow raised questioningly. "... You mean... Enjoying good food?" She said, unsure. She knew she sometimes let out moans of satisfaction when she snuck a piece of good food she made forher owners.

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    ic: "N-no...I can't believe I'm really going to have to do this!", he murmured to himself, astonished at the fact that she had no idea what he was talking about. Her masters had never done things like this with women in their household? He knew all the slave owners of the over world were perverted creeps after all.[/size]

    "So what if they think we are eating good food? Atleast it is a step up from throwing me in a dungeon, hmm?" She told him. "Unless of course... You're not allowed food in the infirmary. In that case, no, maybe I should try a bit harder to muffle my voice."

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    ic: "Karmin, do you know how babies are born?", Stefan looked behind him just in case somebody decided that midnight was a good time to visit the infirmary. He was very confused. This girl, who seemed to have been through so much knew nothing about copulation.[/size]

    She huffed. "What? Of course I do! I don't believe a stork brings a baby any more. Why?" She asked him, he face going a bit pale.

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    ic: Stefan looked at her and did his best to keep his jaw from dropping, "Storks don't bring babies doll...don't you know what-", he didn't know if he could bring himself to say anything.[/size]

    "Are you saying that my... Groans sound like we are having... Private time?" She opted to call it then huffed. "No silly. I know what sex is. And trust me, I sound nothing like what I've heard from any of my owners' .... Companions."

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    ic: Stefan put his hands together in a prayer-like manner and thanked the lord for sparing him, "Well thank god, I thought you were oblivious.", he finished bandaging her back and got off the hospital bed uncomfortably not knowing how to feel after that.[/size]

    "No," she said clenching the bed sheets. Angrily. "My voice was no where near screaming in pain. Just a muffled groan here and there. Honestly," she said but curled up on the hospital bed.

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    ic: "Well that's not- ok whatever", Stefan replied simply, heading towards the door and looking back at her, gesturing with his head for her to come with him.[/size]