~This is in Emerald's point of view~

Today, I arose from the comfort of the guest bed Drossel had brought me to the night before. The bed had a dark purple canopy with lavender netting that fell down from it and around the bed. The sheets matched the canopy, and the entire room had a nice purple theme to it. I had never fallen asleep, I'm able to, but rarely do unless I want to waste some time until a specific event. As I looked around the room, there was a soft knock on the door, and Drossel stepped in. Behind him, was a rolling table with a sewing machine on it, and a basket of supplies.

~End of Emerald's point of view~

"Here, milady. You can sew in the comfort of your room. Also, I have a request of you.."

Emerald got out of the bed and looked over the sewing machine, a fine piece of metal it was. "What is it, master Drossel?"

That brought a smile to his face for a brief moment, but then his poker-face returned. "I would like to examine your body. If I am to keep you well managed, I must know every inch of your body by heart"

Emerald's head tilted, and she stared at him a moment. She knew the meaning of decentsy, and to hide those parts of her body, but it was true that he needed to know what the other parts of her body was made of.

"Well.. alright.. I suppose that's reasonable"

Drossel smiled to her and bowed, his hand on his chest as he did. "Yes, it is. Come my dear, let me start the.. exam" Drossel had a supposedly respectful smile, but who knows what goes on in that dolls stuffed head.

Drossel lead Emerald into his work room, the same room she had been in when he fixed her neck. He helped her onto the bench, which he had set up a thick cotton blanket and a pillow, obviously he thought this exam through.

"A beautiful lady shouldn't have to be uncomfortable during an exam" Drossel smiled to her and stood above her as she got comfortable.

Emerald rested her head on the pillow, her blue hair stood out against the pearly white pillow case. Drossel watched her intently as she laid down and once she was comfortable, he placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Let us begin.." Drossel pulled down her sleeves over her smooth, glinting shoulders.

If her cheeks could turn pink, they would have. Drossel continued pulling them down, and she helped aide him by lifted her body up as she slid it down, revealing her realistic breasts, down to her stomach. He stopped there, and examined the breasts. He slipped off his white gloves, biting the tips of them to slide them off, and tossed them onto the chair. Emerald stared up at the ceiling, staying perfectly still. Drossel placed one hand on each of her breasts, massaging them gently. "Hmm.. made of some type of gel.." Emerald closed her eyes, she was still capable of feeling pleasure in those areas, and wondering if Drossel was capable of it as well. She blinked the thought away, telling herself it was just an exam, but those thoughts passed as he pinched her pink nipple.

"Ahh.. finely made.. just like the rest of you" Drossel said, smiling up at her. He had a sensual smile on his face.. but.. Emerald could sense a twinge of happiness.. of love, pure affection. Was he lusting after her as much as she's lusting after him now? No, two dolls.. they're not made for that.. Her thoughts disappeared as his hands moved down her flat stomach. "Smooth and flat.. your creator paid great attention to even the smallest details, milady" He dipped his finger in the small curve of her belly button. "Now, it's time for me to learn about all of your smallest details"

He started pushing down her dress again, over her hips, down her legs. He slipped them off and before looking at her treasures, he folded her dress lovingly and hung it over the chair his gloves rested on. He then turned, his smile showed more love and affection now than ever. He stepped over back to the table, to the naked doll that was Emerald, and his eyes slowly moved down her body. From her green eyes, to her lips, her neck, over her beautiful breasts, down her stomach. His eyes reached her lower area, and he admired it curiously. He'd never seen a doll with such complex womanly parts, the dolls he made simple didn't have anything of that nature. Between her legs, she seemed to have such a realistic pussy, made of what almost seemed like rubber.

"I ought to take a further exam on this part.."

Drossel smiled up at him, looking at her face as he ran his finger around her folds, feeling every inch of the outside of her.

"Such fine material.. you're certainly a fine doll indeed"

He looked down at Emerald's pussy, and had a hungry, wanting look on his face. He leaned down by her head, whispering in her ear.

"And you're all mine.. you're my doll, Emerald"

He stood up straight again, pulled Emerald up into a sitting position with her legs hanging off the table. He took a step back, admiring the dolls body, then placed his hands on top of one another and pulled them apart, strings shot out of the tips of his fingers and wrapped around Emerland's wrists and legs.

"Now you're my puppet.. and I hold the strings"

He had a sadistic smile on his face, although his eyes showed something different. It showed affection, they let her know he wouldn't hurt her, and that he cared for the doll. He moved his hands, which moved her own hands, and moved her legs so she was standing off the table, fully nude. Drossel felt his mouth water, this beautiful doll was standing in front of him and did anything he wanted her to do, she didn't seem against it. If Emerald had said for him to stop, he'd stop immediately. Emerald was rather enjoying it, he had control over her, but in a different way than her former master did. He wasn't trying to hurt her, and wasn't trying to use her. She had a sense of safety with him, that if she asked him to stop, he would at once. Not that she ever would tell him to stop.

"Come, my little puppet" He said softly, moving his fingers to make her walk forward in front of him. He lead her to a bedroom, much like her own but with a color scheme of reds and golds.

Emerald looked around the room, taking in her surroundings. "Beautiful room.." She said softly.

Drossel smiled, and pulled him to her, the back of her body pressed against the front of his. "You think so, my little puppet?" He released her arms and legs of the strings, but wrapped his arms around the dolls thin waist.

Emerald's eyes closed as she felt Drossel's body against hers, it made her feel.. comfortable. He lifted her a few inches off the floor and carried her to the big bed, sitting her down on the edge. He leaned into her face, smiling lovingly at her with his hands on the bed to hold himself up. He leaned forward, making Emerald lean back and laid down. Drossel rested above her.

"Emerald.. my.. my love.." He whispered, her eyes widened slightly.

Had she heard him right? He'd always called her his puppet, his doll, ect., but.. his love? She couldn't believe it.. she was overcome with such positive emotions now. She slowly lifted her arms, placing them on his shoulders as she gazed into his violet eyes.

Words couldn't give him a good reply to what he had said, so she replied by pressed her soft, pink lips against his. His lips were warm, and moist, it made her feel like she was floating on a cloud. His lips massaged hers, and she let out a sigh when she felt his tongue run across her lips slowly. As her hands got more adventorous, and they were sliding down to the dolls pants, he stopped her.

"There will be time for that another day, my little puppet. Your exam is over" He smiled devilishly at her as he stood, and went to the door.

The next thing Emerald knew, once her daze had passed, she was alone in the beautiful room, still trying to process what had just happened, and couldn't hide her smile.

"Drossel.." She whispered, looking at the door. "My love.."