It was a modest sized house for what the girl had been told she was supposed to marry into, just a regular house that anyone with a good wage could afford though apparently the male was the heir to a large corporation. The SUV pulled up in front of the house, black and obviously hot inside though the man who stepped out of the front didn’t seem to be bothered by the heat inside too much and he walked up to the front door where he knocked. The girl inside of the truck waited quietly, knowing enough not to leave until she was allowed because he knew how to hurt her if she really did misbehave. Strangely enough though, she didn’t seem to mind being sold like this, having been raised too it since her father was one of the better paid men who worked for the main boss. She was well educated, groomed, but still she didn’t want to bow to a worthless stranger, but being sold was the only way out. Her brown here lay down her back, shimmering softly with silk and smoothness; her emerald eyes piercing through the darkened glass of the window that she watched the scene outside from.

Lukas had been tossing and turning all night, excited that his new videogame set would be coming in today. All those hours waiting to pre-order it, all the checks he had to suffer without, it all paid off at some point- He paused completely when the doorbell rang. Only one thought ran through his mind. It's finally here. He stood up and ran for the door, excited to finally be receiving his games about a month before they were released in stores. "YES?!" He yelled as he opened the door, extremely happy to see...a man in a suit? What? Where was the UPS guy and his truck? "...You wouldn't happen to have a videogame set for me would you?" He asked after staring at him for a moment.

The man at the door was through slightly off guard by the boys obsession and seemingly unknowing that the man would be coming here with the girl in his SUV. He looked a lot like an FBI Agent and as the snake girl watched she saw him saw his head slightly and gesture toward the truck. 'I've been commissioned and paid to deliver you an exotic bride from across the ocean.' He stated, waving for the girl inside the truck to come out and that she did. The lamia opened the door and slid out of the truck, her long snake body coiling on the ground. Her scales were shades of brown, black and gold, patterned neatly and they glittered in the sun. She was dressed scantly, but not without taste; the white fabric wrapped around her neck and held her breasts while the end tied around her waist to hide her lower human parts. Her green eyes looked toward him as she moved toward him, her hips swaying and drawing attention to her womanly curves. "It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Lyna Lytica, a lamia from a far away island."

Lukas stared at the man and then at Lyna. "I'm sorry, you have the wrong house, please have a nice day." He said quickly as he slammed the door. The hell was that all about? He thought.

The girl did not take kindly to such insurrection and rejection, anger steamed from her and she waved the man at the door away to knock herself, shy and dainty, concern in her eyes. "Sir. The one who paid for me left a message for you if you'd like to see it." She said through the door, hoping he would hear her. The note was hand written, with a photograph and a signature that had he had personally given her when he'd picked her out for his friend. "He came to see me personally. He was very kind to me and said you were a good man." Lyna glanced back at the man as he walked back to the truck and leaned on it, talking quietly into his cell phone. She could hear him saying something about finding the man who had sent them here.

He froze for a minute. "...Someone else sent you?" He opened the door a bit and looked at her. "If it was my father, I'm sorry but I can't take another arranged marriage proposal." He opened the door. "What did he look like, Lyna?" He asked. It was probably his parents that set the whole thing.

"He said he was a friend." She started, thinking back to the boy who had come to inspect the girls. He had looked at several mammilian species though they were all too aggressive and 'not sexy enough' in his opinion. "He was young, only nineteen or so. He umm. . If it helps identify him he said that most of the other girls 'weren't sexy enough'." She quoted him as she reached beneath the fabric on her chest, exposing more of her ample cleavage as she pulled out the envelope to hand to him. It wasn't very large, though it was packed with a few notes and a picture that the two had taken together when he had been about to leave that day.

His mind started to work when she said that the man who had sent them was a friend. "....Did he have dirty blonde hair?" He asked after another moment of thought. "Because if it is, I'm sorry you were forced to be set up with me." He sighed. "Please, come in." He sighed, opening the door a bit wider to her. His friend had been telling him that he would find him a good woman for being a great friend to him. And despite his countless refusals, the guy kept setting him up on dates. He should have known when he saw that friend looking through his manga one day with an evil glint in his eye.

Lyna looked back over at her shoulder at the man and saw him taking her bags out of the back of the SUV and bringing them up to the porch. There were only two of them, one for clothes and one for everything else she owned. The man was expected to have the money to renovate as he needed to and a place for her to stay though she wouldn't require much space for everything but her body though she was capable of sleeping on the floor with a pillow; she had slept on a cave floor before for a while. "Yeah, he did." She answered him, following him inside, sure to keep her body close together and her tail tip close to her so that he wouldn't accidentally touch it, if he wanted it he could come to it. "I'd gladly come here Mr. Gabb." She said to him, looking at him as if she was confused though, having been trained to be a wife and forced to keep her chastity even though she was a lamia and everyone knew that lamia were touchy species when it came to affection and sex. She reached out a hand and caressed his face softly, her palm against his skin for that brief moment before she realized she hadn't had leave to touch him and she yanked away her hand. "Sorry, Sir. I forgot to ask."

"Alright. Let's get a few ground rules set up before we get into any of all of this. Rule Number 1: Call me Lukas. Mr. Grabb is used to refer to my father. Rule Number 2: Husband and Wife or not, I'm your equal, so you don't need to ask to do simple things like touching me if you feel the need to do so. Rule Number 3:You'll stay with me until I sort this all out and until then, you'll be treated like a friend staying with me for a while. Not my sex slave. Rule Number 4: I don't know much about Lamias, so please try to forgive me if I accidentally cross the line. And lastly Rule Number 5: Come to me if you need anything while you are here." He brought her bags in. "If that sounds alright, would you like me to take you to a warm guest room?" He thanked the man in the suit for the help, thinking about how he will kill his friend for the whole ordeal later.

"I had heard that this country was different." The girl smiled as he told her she could stay though she didn't want to have to go back, she might have to go away again if he wasn't satisfied with her when they came to check in a few months. A lot of the time it was men in their twenties who would buy the girls and when the men came to check on them they were normally pregnant but if he wasn't really going to keep her she would have to find out a way to make him want her. "I have a folder in my bag and there's books you can read on snakes. My body functions like a reptiles more than a humans, so I sleep when I get too tired, I don't have to eat often but when I do I eat a lot. I can see in the dark. I'm poisonous. But there are some things you'll either read about in the file or find out for yourself about lamia." She had started rambling after he had finished speaking and while the man had left his card with Lyna just in case she needed to be fetched because he was abusive or neglected her and she tucked the card into the side pocket of one of her two suitcases. As the SUV drove away she reached out and took one of her suitcases from him, brushed a hand along his arm in the process as she looked up at him through her eyelashes, grinned coyly. "The is no line for you to cross Lukas."

"I'll do my research then. I do want you to be as comfortable as possible. Unexpected or otherwise, you're still a guest." Lukas smiled and started to lead her to the guest room. He had been raised to be a natural host with the need to make sure that any and all guests in his home were as comfortable as possible. It may have helped that his mother was a Southern Belle that was all about Southern Hospitality, but that was beside the point. He walked down the hallway to the guest room. "The bathroom is next door, here's the thermostat for the room if you need it and my room is a few doors down if you need me. Any questions?" He asked as he pointed towards the areas he talked about and set her bag near the bed.

"Is there a hottub or a heated bath here?" She asked him, opening the door slightly to peer inside the room. It was basic, but functional and it was better than what she had had before being sent her and as her emerald eyes scanned across the room she saw a large bed sitting beneath the large window and she sighed happily. "Perfect." She muttered to herself as she swung the rest of the door open, allowing herself entrance to it as she brought her suitcases over to the bed and dropped them on top. The small piece of white silk was nearly translucent in the sunlight that came from the window, showing off the transitions between her scales and the soft human skin that followed from her hips upward. She had been rifling through her things when one of the novels she'd brought with her fell on the floor and she bent over to pick it up, her body extending so that her rear was left in the air and her breasts bouncing as she moved. The silk on her waist lifted slightly, exposing a little bit more of her flesh as she reached for the book and took it into her hands. It was a worn copy of Jack Whyte's The Knights of White and Black.

"There is a hottub in the bathroom." He nodded. Him and his friends liked relaxing in it every once in a while. Especially him after a long day at work. "Are you hungry, Lyna? Because I'm about to start making lunch." He offered, trying not gawk at her very attractive physique. She was very eye catching, to say in the least...but he wouldn't just force her to marry him like that. It didn't seem right at all to him.

Like a snake the girl used the muscles in her lower body to move, contracting and stretching them to drag herself along the ground though just like a human female, her hips swayed when she moved. Having bent over in such a provocative manor her speculations were turned away and she found a little victory in knowing that he thought was was attractive. "You're allowed to do more than stare if you want." She said teasingly, lifting herself up and using her free hand to brush her hair back behind her shoulders, leaving her chest free to stare at. There was no fabric covering her stomach either and other than the ample cleavage of her breasts, there was little fat on her body in any visible place and when she moved her flat stomach contracted and weaves. "Sure. What are you making?" She asked him, pulling a file folder out of her trunk and bringing it with her as she moved toward him and handed it to him, looking up at him through her eyelashes again, her arms on either side pushing her breasts together, pulling the fabric off slightly. "Maybe we can warm up together after we eat?" She suggested, smiling at him.

He gulped audibly. "Ah, I was thinking about trying to make some lasagna. I'll make 2 since you wanna eat...as well." This wasn't good...she was way too attractive for just him and the fact that she seemed to be enticing him on purpose didn't help. He blushed when she said he could do more then stare. "I-I barely know you." He wasn't sure how to act in this situation. He backed up a bit and tried to think of an excuse to leave without hurting her feelings.He blushed even more when she asked to warm up. Maybe this was innocent? "...Sure. Um...I gotta go and...uh...make the food now." He said awkwardly before basically taking the file and running away to the kitchen.

Lyna watched him walk away from her and giggled quietly to herself. "It seems I've been sold to a virgin." She mused to herself and went back to unpacking some of her things though she left the clothes in the trunk and found her hair brush to fix her hair from the long drive from the safe house this morning. She sighed and looked in the mirror, adjusting her clothing until it covered everything again though she knew it was designed to show her off and make the men want her, even if she had never been sold before it was in her genetics to know what to do when in order to seduce a male of almost any species. With a sigh she made sure everything was in place one final time and then found her way back downstairs with a book in hand. Of course the stairs weren't made for a lamia and they were fairly difficult for her t get a hold of when going down them so she had to hold onto the railing more than usual and nearly fell once before she made it to the ground floor and moved toward the den. Hopefully he had a fairly large couch.

The man hyperventilated in the kitchen, a little scared that she would be determined to do something to him. He wanted wait until marriage for that kind of thing. He then realized that they were technically married right now. But it wouldn't feel like it unless they loved each other and knew each other extremely well. He gathered the ingredients for his lasagna and tried not to think about anything or anyone but making the food for him and Lyna.

It had taken her a little while but the lamia had found her way to the den and looked around at the large television and couch; plenty of available space made a good space for her to relax and taking the novel with her she cleared away some of the pillows and spead out along the couch, unsure of how it would feel since it had been such a long time since she'd been allowed to touch it. "So this is what the other girls find when they leave for their husbands." She said quietly to herself, stretching out so that her body was spread along the entire couch and closed her eyes. She breathed in the scents around her and sighed, he smelled nice too. "Maybe this will be better than I thought it would."

He had finished preparing the lasagna and was getting ready to put it in the oven. "Finally done. I'll just go to the living room and relax until lunch is ready for us to eat. Hopefully she like lasagna..." He thought out loud, heading to the living room to relax. "Oh, hey Lyna. Everything OK so far?" He asked as he sat on one of the chairs and got out his cell phone.