7-15-19 RolePlay Log
Rowena (rowan.held) finally forced herself out of the
bath... dried off, and looked for lotion, oil.. some scent to put on - of
course, there was none to be found. One
of the other girls came up, instructions to put her hair back up for her. Rowena glared at her, but with the sirik,
nothing she could do about it really.
Then piece by piece, the latest travesty of an insult called
"clothing" was put on her body.
She made her way out the door and in search of the slaver, certain that
was what was expected of her even though she reaally wanted to try the door
just to see if it was unlocked. For the
moment, she forgot about the mess of books she'd haphazardly put back on the
shelves.
Rowena (rowan.held) turned to pull the door closed behind
her and then head up the stairs, nearly running smack into the slaver who was
just standing there in that.. creepy sort of "I knew you were going to be
there and stood here just to intimidate you" kind of way. She gasped softly in surprise, for the moment
forgetting the tag and its significance she said "these clothes? Really?
I feel... ", yep, then it hit her.
She shut up, turning soft pink and looking away.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked her over from head to
toe. He was surprised and pleased at how
well she was adapting to her new condition.
Beyond encouraging her heat to flower, he had no further plans to rock
her world. The tag depending from her ear,
looked lovely. The hard metal passing
through her tender lobe, the brief touch of the leaf, bumping into her neck,
making her conscious of it's presence, once she adjusted to the weight of it. He tipped his head slightly, amusement plain
to see. "Look like they were made
for you." was his answer. He came a
little closer, adjusting the silken scarf, feeling it's luscious texture. "Does it not feel sinfully sweet against
your skin? Slipping and sliding lightly with your every breath?" Yes he
was in her space and remaining there.
Rowena (rowan.held): The woman was not adapting to her
condition at all, she was just hoping to find some way to not make things any
worse at the moment, if she could only find someone to convince to take that
wire from her ear before the hole was healed, she still had.. a chance, small
as it may be. She was trying to not move
her head, the feel of that metal leaf dangling against her neck was... was.. a
reminder.. of his touch and it was maddening, and quietly arousing, though she
would not know that second feeling was arousal, merely some uncomfortable and
unknown feeling that made her certain it was bad vulo. She stiffened when he moved closer, adjusting
the scarf as if she were his personal pet to decorate as he saw fit, his words
taunting her. She knew that he knew,
they were indeed made for her, his own instruction to the seamstress - if one
were to believe his words on the subject.
She shook her head. "I am
above such .. such.. base.. desires", her tone was making it clear that she
considered him, a man who was likely like almost all Gorean men, driven by the
lusty pleasures of the flesh, something beneath her elevation as a free woman
who did not need, nor ache, for such feelings.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) took a look when he heard the
movement in the cage. "Well.
Dina" he said quietly. "It
seems things have changed for you."
Dina (tzevi) looks at Him and frowns ''how?'' asks then
quickly adds ''Master''
Rowena (rowan.held) followed, not like she had a choice, the
slaver had apparently become fond of not only humiliating her in these clothes
but of keeping her leashed. She peered
through the bars at the girl she'd been forced to watch being whipped, she just
stayed quiet.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) unlocked the door, letting her
exit. He stepped back taking his new pet
with him. "Kneel, Rowena" he
told her, reaching for one of the siriks the cuffs dangling from their chains.
Dina (tzevi) watched as the pen opened and steeped out then
knelt, i wasn't in the mood to try and fight, looked at Him the watched Him
reach for one of the cuffs ''what''
Rowena (rowan.held) paused just long enough to shoot him a
dirty look, her lips pursed then basically just flopped down to her knees,
little defiances, you know.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) started with the easy stuff, first
he added the new collar, the one that was attached to the sirik, which locked
it in place. He then dropped to one
knees, and deftly fastened the wrist, linking them behind her in 'bracelets
pose' so to speak. Finally he added the
ankle cuffs. "You are an easy girl
to fit, a number six collar with number two cuffs." He checked the length, and smiled a bit. "Your Master wants you to be well
decorated" he told her, a smile lifting his lips into a crooked line,
which popped up on dimple.
Dina (tzevi) watched frowing as each cuff was added, only
once went to pull my arm back but stopped and allowed my writes to be captured,
will still confused ''has the Magistrate bought me then?'' asked full of fear
as my heart raced
Rowena (rowan.held) watched, not really, but yeah, sort
of. she wanted to show no interest in
anything the man did, let alone have new fears of things he might one day do to
her. She would look at the wall, the
floor, the ceiling.. then her eyes would drift back over to the other female...
to him.. and back to the wall again to start the circuit all over again.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) gave her the classical
answer. "Curiosity is not becoming
in a kajira. You might be beaten for
it." The girl well knew that the slaver would not hesitate to apply the
leather to her again. He looked at her
face, and then at her hair, pulling it back, tucking it behind her delicate
ears. He extracted the two pre cut
strips of metal wire. He was now focused
on her lobe, taking ahold of it, and pulling it downward. He pushed, firm and steady, the sharp angle
acting as needle might, passing through the soft tissue with a pop sound that
she probably heard. He had given her no
warning as to what he was doing. One ear
was pierced and he paused to look into her eyes.
Dina (tzevi) looked at Him ''bu...'' at His words stopped my
back was still stinging and slightly open in slight areas, where His whipping
had gone over old scars, felt the brush of His hand and looked at Him as He
tucked hair behind my ears and was convinced He would pull it down from the
braided knot, yet as His fingers move back to my ears suddenly felt the lobe
stretched and cried out in pain ''what the fuc.....'' the sudden piecing pain
that hit ''what are You doing'' cried out
Rowena (rowan.held) winced, the expression and the sound,
her left hand tried to reach up to her own left ear - that damn sirik stopped
her. She could feel the weight of that
tag in her ear, the cold metal leaf-shape brushing against the side of her neck
every so often - she tried to stay still so it wouldn't move, wouldn't stroke
her flesh and remind her what it meant.
She was still trying to think of some way she might get it out of her
ear before it healed. As a back up plan,
if she retook her freedom, was a scheme
for how to just cut the lobe off and explain it as some horrible freak accident
involving the beak of a vulo and a bit too much paga - of course, if she ended
up with a second piercing, such a mutilation and lie would never be
feasible. When the woman reacted to the
unexpected piercing, Rowena nodded, she certainly understood it, all too well.
Dina (tzevi) held myself still it was pointless moving and
this time new what to expect, yet when the wire went thru my ear the pain was
just as bad though fort not to show it, looked at Him once the other was done,
the hate clear in my eyes, listened to His words and sat back on my heels and
shook my head the wire touching my flesh ''i will never dance for no one''
shivered at the thought of bigger hops hanging from my ears, only sluts had
there ears pierced and shivered openly
Rowena (rowan.held): There was that odd feeling again, the
one she couldn't identify, made her feel like everything in her stomach wanted
to dance around and come up - except, she hadn't eaten yet - his words appalled
her, the idea of rings or chains in one's ears, dancing for the pleasure of..
of.. an "owner". yeah, she
thought that word with a sneer that showed on her face. in the next moment, she feared him one day
doing the same to her, and telling her she would dance for an owner. Yep, she HAD to find a way to get that thing
out of her ear... just one more task in a list that grew longer by the day as
he slowly etched away at every hope she had of escaping him and the fate he had
planned for her. She understood the look
of disgust on the other female's face, it was exactly what Rowena felt about
the metal dangling from her own ear - she despised it, would have cut her own
ear off to get rid of it. Oh, there's
another possible plan - kidnapped by mercs for ransom, threatened to cut me to
bits if money not paid – and they cut my ears off. She could live without ears, right? I mean sure, it would be unattractive, and
might affect some hearing - but she had long hair that could sweep low enough
to hide the damage.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked critically from ear to
ear. "Yes. Straight, even. Your new owner will be pleased." He rose to his feet. "Stand he told them both, as he slipped
a leash on Dina as well. "let us
see if we can find the on you belong to now." He well knew that a pierced eared girl would
never find freedom, or not for long, once those were spotted. Only the lowest and most slutty of slaves
wore earrings.
((Alesandro takes the slave, Dina, to her new owner))
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) looks up
seeing the slaver and smiled a bit at him. "tal to youslaver. " and
chuckles seeing all the beasts as well. "tal girls."
Lylia (oriona.seerose) was doing her usual wandering through
the city to stretch her legs when she noticed a man. She paused a bit away from
him, and looked him over with mismatched orbs of curiosity. The sudden sound of
footsteps and chains caused her to glance over to the newly arrived. It didn't
take her long to move slightly to the side, her chin tucking slightly into her
chest as she stood quietly listening.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) stopped on his way to find Draco,
as the man was there near the cafe.
"Tal" he answered as he tugged Dina closer, and then past him,
his eyes taking in the aroused state of the man. "Your Pierced Earred girl is ready"
he grinned.
Dina (tzevi) quietly followed thru the streets my head down,
there was so many emotions going thru me, shifted from foot to foot, then moved
up the steps managing to keep pace, stopped and lifted my gaze slightly and saw
Draco yet said nothing just lowered my head back down quickly
Rowena (rowan.held): If looks could cut? She'd have been standing in ia puddle of his
blood when he included her in that generic greeting as if she were one of the
slaves. A shudder rocked her spine when
the slaver referred to the other girl as a 'pierced ear girl', she would rather die than ever be such a lowly
thing. She was.. half-way there and it
infuriated her. Oh look, the stairs, she
did recall that from the tour yesterday ... of course, she also recalled she
had been standing in almost this same spot when he had ripped her shirt
off. She decided to count the cracks in
the cobblestones.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) blinks
and fixed the bulge in his pants. he had been teased a bit by his intended
waking up. he grined wide. his eyes then turned on dina for a long moment and
nodded. "ahhh good. I was wondering when she would find her way to me. And
here she is brought to me. I am happy." he laughed a bit. "and you
brought your other slave girl. tell me.. will you pierce her fully? i am
curios." he held out his hand for the leash of dina then.
Lylia (oriona.seerose)'s gaze lifted at the mention of a
pierced eared girl. She leaned slightly to peek some at the two slaves behind
the slaver. She couldn't see their ears from her distance so she went to
looking at what the wore. She stared long at the naked girl before moving to
the more covered one, the chains that hung on her face perking her curiosity as
she continued to simply observe from her spot.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at her thoughtfully as he
passed the leash to Draco. "When
she submits, I may. It will make her
more symmetrical." he pointed out.
He gave Lylia a quick look over and then looked back to Rowena.
"Isn't that something for you to anticipate, my Rowena?" he asked her,
as a riff probably played through both of their minds.
Rowena (rowan.held)'s mouth just about hung open - did he
really just...tuck it like it was.... perfectly acceptable to do that? She resumed her study of the cobblestones,
but now her face was bright red, to boot.
When he spoke... her head whipped back up - it was a bit like watching a
tennis match if such things were on Gor, look this way, look that, back
again. She was getting dizzy and
panicked about the whole ears thing and it showed in her expression, damn the
lack of a solid veil that hid her face, she was just horrid at keeping a blank
expression when everyone could see her face.
At least her boobs weren't hanging out at the moment, so.. there was
that, but he had her hair up again and that tag was growing warm in the sun and
it was intolerable to feel!
Dina (tzevi) watched as my leashed was passed off, well it
was done now, my head stayed down as i looked at my toes yet my eyes caught the
chains, let out a small sigh but said nothing just chewed my lip
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) smirked
watching the girl's head go between them. his gaze then turned the the other
girl nearby, having never seen her before. he raised a brow at her. but then he
by the leash pulled dina close. "I think I will change your name....
" he said simply as if it was that easy. "you are now. Anisa...The
slave girl." he grined wide. and then looked to the slaver. "may i
ask why your girls breasts are covered? i like to think, a exposed breast is a
bit more of a lovely view." he said and as a point groped and played with
his new girls soft breast in plain view of the captured freewoman.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) felt the look and her gaze shifted
towards the slaver for but a breath of a moment before they jerked back
downwards, her chin tucking back into her chest once more. As the topic of ear
piercing went on she lifted her right hand up, lightly brushing some of the
pale locks behind her ear before she started to toy with the large earring that
hung from her lob, tugging it lower. Upon hearing the question of covered
breasts she glanced down at her own before peeking back towards the slaver and
the clothed woman, curious to see what might happen as her fingers still toyed
with the earring.
Dina (tzevi) lifted my head fast and looked at Him as He
gave me my name back, i should have been happy but it was a torment and it was
clear in His voice, breathed deeply and simply said ''thank You'' at the touch
of His hands and the words to the Slaver about Rowena, suddenly jerked back
from His touch, heart racing harder
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at Lylia. "pretty one. Is she yours?" and then he looked at
Draco as he named his new girl. "I
just hadn't quite gotten there yet.
Draco" he answered. "and, sometimes it is best to give them a
bit of something, so that it becomes a useful control tool." He looked at
Rowena. "I took your top yesterday,
are you going to be pleasing? or shall I take it again?" he seemed ready
to snatch it off of here
Rowena (rowan.held) wanted to just slink away somewhere as
the men discussed her as if she wasn't there, ears, breasts.. what next, the
sweet little slit that was so carefully protected behind the belt? Oh wait, they'd had THAT conversation the
night before.. Her gaze, she couldn't
help it, went back to the magistrate's groin, recalling his words about
"large" and "reaching the womb", she was probably going to
faint any moment now. To make matters
worse? He started fondling dina..
right.. there. Her face was at least 3
shades of red and it was clear she was struggling against loosening a tirade of
words, nearly shaking with indignation - the movement of which caused that
damned silver leaf to brush against her neck.
Her head slowly turned as the slaver spoke, her lips parted.. you could
see the internal struggle she was having, she knew he would remove it if she
did not go to her knees. She leveled her
gaze on him, haughty and proud, a defiant set to her chin as if to tell him the
only reason she was doing it was to protect what little modesty he was giving
her and not at all because she actually wanted to be on her knees.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) heard
the slaver's words and shook his head. he looked to the almost platnum haired
girl. 'she is not mine. i have seen her once before. but i know not who her
owner is." he said simply. as his girtl pulled back from his touch he gave
her little choice as he pulled her into him, and pinched a soft nipple as he
went back to toying with her breast.
"perhaps i will pierce my girls breasts and clit as well." he
said as if simple.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) once more found the slaver looking in
her direction and her gaze was jerked away. The word 'pretty' caused a smile to
cross her lips. Much like a peacock she wiggled slightly, her hand, that had
been toying with her earring, gave the pale locks a small fluff to put them
back in place as she displayed herself as if she was a rather prized pet. She
stood a tad taller, hands crossed infront of her pelvis after smoothing out the
silken fabrics, and her chin lifted, though her gaze stayed lower.
Dina (tzevi) hissed at the pull on my nipple and quickly
moved back to Him and cursed softly as my body reacted and betrayed me... let
out a breath and looked at Him as He spoke of having other bits pierced and
shook my head "no You can't You wont" panicked
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) eyed
anisa softly knowing her body was starting to react. "I will, and you will
beg me to do so." he said as if
telling the future of events to come. "your ear's where peirced on my
request.... but you yourself will beg for the others." he said softly. he
then turned his gaze on the new girl that showed up. "You are
excused." he said softly. he kept playing with her soft breast, enjoying
the almost golden skin in his pale hand. the fang like canines flashing as he
smiled.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) had glanced at Solwan and then
dismissed her, "Kneel Rowena" he said to the girl behind him. "come here" he said as he beckoned
to Lylia. "Who do you belong
to?" he asked of her.
Rowena (rowan.held) was as uninterested in the slaves around
as any proper free woman would be, nothing but a necessity of civilized life -
nevermind just how perilously close she was to joining those same ranks. It horrified her to see the preening and
displays put on by females who thought only of how to tempt a man to envision
them naked and writhing. She shuddered
again, unable to even conceive of such a thing.
Behind the slaver, her face glowered, irritated that her choice was be
exposed or be on her knees, like that was any sort of choice to be had? But, her breasts were safely behind that
fabric, though the leather straps felt almost as if they were meant to lift and
display those soft mounds. She noticed
the goad.. for a moment, wondered what her chance was of grabbing it, zapping
his butt and running would be. Thank the
Kings no one could read her mind - except, damn that chain veil that left her
every thought so plainly written in her expression.
Dina (tzevi) looked at Him as He continues to play with my
breast my nipples growing tighter and hard, bit my lip a little and turned my
gaze then as He spoke shook my head again the braided ponytail swung "I
will never beg for such things, it will never happen" dropped my gaze as
my heart began to speed up and took back to counting my toes
Lylia (oriona.seerose) was focusing rather alot on looking
as pretty as she could, it was about all she was good for most the time. She
glanced towards the slaver upon hearing his order and question. Seeing it was
directed at her she pushed herself into motion, moving rather lightly towards
the group. She would settle rather close to the slaver, her chin tucking
towards her chest, her gaze focusing on the slave at his heel as she spoke out
in her faint voice, rather close to a whisper." I belong to a
scribe." she would state, as if that really explained anything.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) smirks a
bit at her. 'you will.. but i shall only give you one word of warning, as one
hand moved then, a unclip could be heard as almost with frightening speed she
would find his thalarion claw hook knife at her throat. "my intended... if
you dare bring harm to her, or atempt anything to her in her sleep. your life
will be forfeit." he said in a low deep almost primal growl. and then
whispering into her ear. "and i will feast on your heart..."
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at her, thoughtfully for an
ehn. "A scribe?" he
repeated. "Which scribe?" He should look at her collar, but would push
for her to talk with him instead.
"Draco, you have the skills, I am sure she will dance well to your
tune."
Rowena (rowan.held) had less than zero interest in the slave
who approached the slaver, she kept looking over her shoulder to the steps,
knowing that was her way to the docks.. away from him, these horrible immodest
clothes, the tag in her ear... all of it.
If only he hadn't leashed her!
She looked back just in time to see blade drawn and put to the other
girl's throat. Rowena wasn't squeamish
but she wasn't keen on watching anyone die either - not to mention, the man
moved with an alarming speed and precision. Yeah, she was not going to want him
to win any blood auction. What? Did the thought of that even happening to her
just cross her mind? She worked to
expunge the phrase from her mind, that was NOT going to happen if she could
find any possible way out of this... fate.
Dina (tzevi) lifted my gaze and looked at Him as He spoke
was about to shake my head but the claw knife was at my throat and His words
spoken then as the whisper came shivered at His words the fear was real, yet as
the Slaver spoke looked at Him and drew a breath stating again even though His
words were only ment as a saying "I will never dance to anyone's
tune"
Lylia (oriona.seerose)'s head tilted slightly as she focused
on the chain veil that the woman behind the slaver wore. It wasn't something
that she had seen, so of course she had questions about it. Her lips parted as
she was about to question the other woman when the slaver spoke and her focus
returned to him. " Umm." was all she let out at first, those gears of
hers turning in her head." The one that lives by the scribe
building." She was rather fucked, she had no idea the man's name. "
He is umm" she peeked up at him." About your hight." her gaze
lowered back down slightly" Darker hair...Oh! he has a scar on his eyebrow
I think! He wares really fancy looking blue and he smells so lovely!"
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) smiled
feeling her shiver he knew the job was done. he twirled the bone like hook
knife in his hand before her and moved cliping it back onto his necklace. he
then chuckles at her words. 'you will dance to the tune, of the slave girl, that
beasts within your breast. " he said simply and moved looking to the girl
then before the slaver. "scribe.. with dark hair.?" he laughed.
"Girl you know the punishment for a lieing slave do you not?" he said
calling the girl out on her bluff.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) would reach for the girl's chin,
so he could read her collar. "She
is a pretty little thing," he said to Draco, "Oh, no scribes look
like that here?"
Dina (tzevi) golden eyes met His and they would burn with
anger as my heart raced "I do not have no slave beat in my body! I will
never dance for You or for anyone, that I promise" turned away from Him
almost with my back to Him and pretended to be focused on the girl that was
been questioned
Rowena (rowan.held) listened to the blond girl's explanation
of who her owner was. She could tell you
that the slaver's eyes were a shade of green that reminded her of the desert
plants that needed little water, a seasoning used for cooking at times. The shade of his hair was like freshly ground
cinnamon and cocoa powder. Solid jaw
line with a chin that was fitting of the chiseled warriors. Brows were thick and healthy, somewhat
angular over his eyes. She saw him, in
her mind, for a moment.. the way he had looked at her yesterday when he held
her chin after that horrible disgrace with the wire and tag. What.. the hell? How did the girl's bland description of her
owner make Rowena consider how she would describe the slaver? Yeah, she had to get away from him, this was
~not~ normal at all.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) blinked a few times hearing the other
man speak about punishment. Her pale brows furrowed together rather firmly as
her face scrunched up. " I do not lie" she would croak out as she
forced her voice a bit louder. Her left hand jolted out as she motioned towards
the scribe building." He lives in the first house by the water, closet to
the scribe building." Her tone sounded like she was almost about to cry.
She felt the slaver's hand and her chin lifted upwards to show a simple collar,
worn and old, the inscription unable to be made out from someone trying to
scratch it off. She stared at the slaver with a rather worried look."
There is..there is...I do not lie." she pleaded in her meek tone.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone): "I
am such a scribe, But i only know of two others... and one is female. and
dislikes me heavily." he grins wide, knowing the slave knew who the other
was. and he looked nothing like how the girl spoke of. as anisa spoke of never
dancing for him. "you will dance.. and you will dance well." and then
left it at that. his eyes went back to the almost platinum haired girl then as
she beg's and said she does not lie. "speak to the HOC of my caste later
on this slaves ownership. I can even check the slave documents in the records
room to see if she is owned by anyone of the city." his silver and thassa
eyes on the poor girl now. "I am after all the magistrate, and looking for
records is a easy feat... to see if she realy is belonged by anyone. of course,
she will need to be kept in the kennels until such proof of ownership apears...
"
Dina (tzevi) looked back over my shoulder at Him, His words
always sounded so final! blinked at Him golden gems now pale
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at the marked up collar,
and then to Draco. "Please
do." as he pulled out another chain, "Lesha" he said to the girl
ready to take her back with him. "I will hold her until he comes for her,
or you find proof of her ownership."
It was a not uncommon task for the slaver to do with girls.
Rowena (rowan.held): at the suggestion of the girl going to
the kennels, Rowena looked up "You know, I would be happy to return to the
kennel and see to it that a fresh tunic is laid out", trying to sound all
helpful and stuff - that was probably such a stark change that his head might
spin around and green pea soup might come flying from his mouth. She was just trying to find a way to get him
to take that leash off while she was that close to the stairs.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) then
turned his gaze onto the slaver and smirked at rowena's words. 'perhaps...
chains.. would look good on your girl.. And i will head to the records room
now...." he said simply.
Dina (tzevi) feels my stomach flip but didn't have a clue
what he had said, even my face was pale now! turned to face Him and dropped my
gaze, this time even my face was pale
Lylia (oriona.seerose) felt a lump start to form in her
throat as she heard the words of what she now found out was a scribe. She
recalled being in slave houses and it was nothing like what she had grown
rather use to. This news upset her, but at the command she moved her hands
behind her back, crossing her wrists as her chin lifted and she tilted her head
to the left. A simple " yes master." was given.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) clipped the leash to the
collar. "My thanks, I will bide
here for a time, so that I can take her back to her Owner" he grinned just
a bit, and asked, "Does my Rowena yearn to dance? Perhaps I should take you to the tavern where
you can see just how it is done."
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) grins at
his words. "perhaps.. i will join you at the tavern.. after my trip to the
records>" he turned and holding his girls leash. "come mine."
he says and then moves off with perpouse. there we no need to say goodbye, he
would return soon.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) drew in a deep breath as she felt the
leash clipped to the ring of her collar and released it slowly as her head
turned back. She moved slightly back, settling next to the kneeling woman and
glanced down at her. She started to give the woman a sour look till the word
'tavern' caught her attention and she glanced towards the back of the slavers
head, swallowing hard. The thought of taverns and dancing caused her palms to
sweat and all she could do was hope that she wasn't to be included in the
torture.
Rowena (rowan.held): What?
Huh? Where the hell did that
question come from, learn to dance.. as if!
She huffed loudly, nose in the air.
'Not a chance", she hissed out icily. Dancing, taverns.. slaves. She was properly shocked by the suggestion. She shuddered. "Speaking of chances, any chance I can
stand back up now? The stones are a bit
warm", well that made her think about yesterday, she looked down, the
faint blush on her breasts proof of the sun's kiss upon that flesh for the
first time in her life.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) turns to study his Rowena,
"You left the house with NO veil.
You ARE a brazen Hussy." He was in 'a mood' for sure. "such a panic of women to be going to
the tavern. As to standing... sure, if
you uncover your tits" His smile became slightly mocking at that
Lylia (oriona.seerose)'s fingers curled around her wrists
behind her back as the man spun around. She looked upon him with wide eyes,
till it clicked his focus was upon the other woman. She glanced down at the
woman a moment before looking back towards him and questioning lightly."
Aren't slaves suppose to be unveiled?" The utter confusion rather evident
in her tone.
Rowena (rowan.held): "There was no veil left in the
pile of clothing today. Perhaps you
should speak with whichever of your lackeys was responsible for this..
this", she made a sweeping gesture over the skimpy outfit,
"insult!". She glared at him,
he knew there was no way she was going to remove those pieces of material and
expose her breasts, she would bake to a crisp on the stones before she would do
that. To make the point, she
deliberately leaned over, those very breasts straining against the material,
folded some extra lengths of the skirt she was wearing and tucked them under
her knees, then smiled sweetly.
"problem solved, eh?"
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked down at Rowena. "There
are worse fates. Such as being naked, or" he gestured to Lylia, "In
slave rags" his smile grew broader.
"you have a mouth, you should have used it to ask about your veil,
instead of brazenly going about with nothing at all." To Lylia, he responded. "She is not a slave. She is a Captive
Free Woman, so consider your words to her, and about her with some care."
Lylia (oriona.seerose) couldn't help but nod a couple of
times as the man spoke, till he motioned towards her and she glanced down at what
she wore. Her hands released her wrists and moved to smooth at the silken
fabrics a few times. The focus on ensuring her fabrics were perfect was halted
upon the mention that the woman wasn't a slave. She looked down upon the woman
with wide eyed surprise a moment before she took a couple steps away from her,
the chain tugging slightly at her collar." She is a free woman?" she
questioned with a thick fear in her tone.
Rowena (rowan.held): It was interesting to note that Rowena
was doing far less complaining about the attire she was in today, having
decided having her breasts covered even a bit... was better than them being
exposed for the whole of Gor to look upon.
"Well, ", ok, she paused.. .trying to come up with a plausible
excuse, not that it would matter, the man had a crafty talent for distorting
anything she said to suit his purposes.
Ok, so he sort of defended her.... that was worth a brownie point,
right? She snapped her mouth shut, face
aflame once more Which was worse, the
slave thinking she was also a slave, or the slave now realizing she was a free
woman dressed in something as disgusting as slave attire? She looked at the pale girl in white
"Yes.. SHE is a free woman", referring to herself in third person as
the girl seemed incapable of speaking directly to her.
Naja (luthienvs) super quiet and relaxed walks round peeking
to find something to do, so seeing the Masters steps closer and kneels down,
not that close, speaks so with a soft voice waiting a lulls in their speechs:
"Greetings Masters" looks the slaves so and speaks after
"greetings kajirae"
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) slowly
returned to the slaver in no rush at all. he smiled at the man, and eyed the
platnem haired girl. pulling a scroll then from his robe he had prepaired on
the list of current slave records her moved to the man and held it out to him.
although saying nothing to nether conferm nor denie the lieing slaves words.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) cracked up, his gaffaws reaching
Draco as he started heading back to where they were waiting. He was almost in tears from the force of his
lalughte. "Oh--hoohooo-- " he
nodded and waved at Naja.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) had never came in contact with a
freshly captured free woman, all the ones that she had known were already
branded and thus slaves. She began to fill with a plethora of mixed emotions,
she wanted to fear the woman because she was a free woman, yet here she was
captured and chained to a slaver and upon her knees a slave in the eyes of
many. There was quite the inner battle raging within her, she simply had no
idea how to treat the woman. " I see" was all she would mumble out
towards the woman before her gaze returned to the slaver and returning scribe.
" What do I call her then?" She would question with utter innocence
since she truly had no idea how to exist with the other woman.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) blinks
hearing the mans laughter, and then hearing what had caused it. he too laughed.
slaping his thigh a few times. "by the preist kings." he chuckles.
'she thinks.. she is.." he shook his head a bit. he then looked to the
slaver and handed him the scroll in his hand."for you.. the list of
current records..." he said simply between laughs and shook his head.
Rowena (rowan.held) took note of the other man's return, and
the fact that he brought the slave back... still naked. She looked away. She let her mind wander, the luxurious baths
at home took her on a trip down memory lane - for all of two ihn. It was galling that the slaver had her on her
knees while the slaves around were permitted to remain standing, quite an
affront to her sensibilities and she nearly said something but, when the slaver
started laughing, she stayed silent - why?
Because the better his mood? The
better her chances of sweet-talking her way out of... oh who was she kidding,
nothing but flat out escape was going to do any good for her.
Naja (luthienvs) slides down on her knees moving closer to
Rowena, touches a bit her arm just for let her get that she was there and
offers a soft smile before steps back again, looks between them all without
speak, the brand no more painful and perfectly clean while still blue was her
ass cheek, takes a deep breath looking so between the two men
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) choked on his amusement and turned
his bright gaze to Lylia, "You can-
can" he huffed again in amusement trying not to burst out again.
"Rowena" and then he continued, "she is my Rowena" and
then turned and went back to Draco, took the list and started to skim it. "Do you have a name?" he asked of
Lylia.
Rowena (rowan.held) just glared at the other man, catching
his reference, or at least thinking she did.
She nearly jumped out of her skin when Naja touched her.. She was not used to anyone just... touching
.. her, but at least she had a fondness for Naja, which surprised the woman
because she really didn't consider slaves to be friends.. at least, not
yet. She gave a glance toward Naja's
thigh, both curious about the brand and how it was looking.. and honest to
Kings, NOT wanting to see it at all. The
longer she was on her knees, the less effective the folded up skirt was
becoming for buffering the heat of the stones.
Nope, she could break out in a sweat and melt into a puddle as if she'd
eaten a bag of stinging spices or maybe some other concoction so hot it would
make you shit the bed before she CHOSE to remove the liners of that top that at
least kept most of her breasts and all of her nipples hidden.
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) stayed quiet then and watches the platinum haired girl.. saying nothing his face
becoming a blank slate.
Naja (luthienvs) takes a long deep breath feeling her knees
burn on the stone but .. she just do not move, nibs her low lip a bit while
looks the Scribe and so the Slaver, slowly looks first to Rowena and so to
Dina, and at the end to the seeems new arrive in the stock
Lylia (oriona.seerose)'s brows pressed together as she
listened to both men's laughter. It confused her to no end, she didn't fully
understand what they had found so amusing. " Rowena?" she stated in a
questioning tone as she glanced back down at the woman. " Will you brand
her soon?" she questioned in the usual curious sort of way, more because
she wanted to know if it would be sooner or later that she would stop feeling
so confused about the woman's status. At the question of name she glanced back
towards the slaver and blinked a few times." Name? I've had many names.
This week I was called Lylia." she gave a small shrug of her shoulders,
the men tended to change her name with each passing wind, atleast that is how
it felt to her.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) passed through the scribe's list,
no lylia, no scribe's slave listed at all that met her description. He asked her "Do you know the penalty
for lying, kajira?" The tone was not pleasant, and his eyes seemed to
harden, his face grew somewhat cruel. He
chose to not answer the question about branding, as he preferred to keep his
slaves in ignorance, whenever possible.
"So... about that paga-- we should meet soon, I guess I need to
process this new slave. You perhaps, are
ready to process your slave as well." he quipped.
Rowena (rowan.held) turned her gaze to the slave, she wasn't
about to take on either of the men in her current condition but there were
lines. "Curiosity is an unbecoming
trait, girl", she said to the pale-haired girl, echoing what she'd heard
the slaver utter that very morning to another girl. Truth was, she didn't care to have anyone
planting ideas or encouraging the man to move forward with whatever
nefariousness he believed he was going to carry out with her. Nope, she would find a way. She rolled her eyes when the slaver told the
girl her name and then heard the slave actually say it, oh that was annoying
and it was exactly the sort of thing that Rowena was likely to remember once
she was out of this mess.
Dina (tzevi) was stood quietly saying nothing had turned so
my back was to everyone but the one who now Owned me, was looking over the City
in a new light as my heart had broke watching the paper burn, lowered my head
allowing the braide to fall over my shoulder
Lilo was finely getting time out of the house, with all the
new changes in the Marinstar house and the new duties placed on her Lilo was
finding it hard to get out and do the most important Lilo things that needed to
be done daily. Setting out to see what had been going on in the city she
wondered past the bakery to put in the order for her Mistress then continued
on. Stopping by the hedges hearing a few voices one she knew the others were
unknown to her. Waiting a moment before moving again stepping out from around
the hedge and stone pillar, she looked at the men a moment then each slave.
"Greetings Masters..." greeting them in a cheerful way,
"Greetings Kajirae" Giving each of them a nod as she slipped down to
her knees. Oh talk of a sly lying? this might be interesting....she looked to
each slave waiting to stop who was the one that might be doing such a
dishonorable thing...
Naja (luthienvs) looks between them not really sure to know
who lied and about what, when arrived another girl, offers her a smile but
remain silent and quiet without speak, shivers hearing the Slaver's words and
swallows a little bit
Lylia (oriona.seerose) felt the hair on the back of her neck
stand up as she heard his question and tone. The lump returned to her throat as
her face was plastered with utter terror." Yes I do master, but I am not
telling a lie!' she croaked out, her weak voice cracking with her growing
upset. Every particle in her wanted to run back to her owners home, but her
training had her standing there chained to the slaver and not fighting other
then her upset pleads." I can show you to his home! Please master. I do
not lie I would never lie!"
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) looked
to the man then as the girl kept up her act of saying she was owned by someone.
he shook his head then and sighed. "Of course. i could indeed use some
paga... or rather some sake." he said softly and then looked to anisa
then. "i think i will allow her to dress later." hew mused for a
moment and reached out petting his new girls hair. "i will have the slave paperwork
dressed up later... at this moment. other matters ae of importence."
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) arched a brow. "Well until I hear from him, you get to
stay with us." he answered. He
looks to Lilo "Tal girl" He looked back to Draco. "Be well, friend. We definitely need a tavern crawl, you uwith
your Anisa, and me with my Rowena."
He turned to take care of business
Naja (luthienvs) sighs a bit as she could not go in the
tavern so just wait to them to leave with a speaks soft:" i wish you all a
good day Masters, serve with power kajirae"
Dina (tzevi) felt the touch to my hair and flinched, it was
habit of having it yanked, couldn't release the braid as the chains kept my
hands to low, looked at the Slaver as He called my Draco's Anisa, but it was
true i was His until He was done with me, as they left just looked away and
waited to see where Draco would take me
Zryrus: Greetings Masters and Kajiraes"
Lilo smiled at Alesandro giving him a nod "Well wishes
Master" then to the girls with him "Serve him well Kajirae"
giving the girl with dark hair a smile, though the one with pale skin and hair
the smile faded when she was looked upon. Her attention turning back to Draco
anf the girl with him. Having known her from the time she was hanging outside
the slavers she pursed her lips a moment. before looking over to Samedi
"greetings"
((Alesandro returns to the kennels, Lylia in tow))
Rowena (rowan.held) glared again, she was doing that a lot
lately, but the idea that he would actually consider taking her into a such a
place as a tavern? It took a few seconds
to realize he'd said that again, called her "My Rowena". A day or two ago, she honed in on that
immediately - was he... indoctrinating her, making her find the pet name
comfortable so she would just accept it?
Oh she wanted to grab that leash and jerk it out of his hands, but she
was a typical Gorean female, small and no match for the strength of a Gorean
man - she knew such a thing would go badly for her. After the man adjusting his
"package" earlier, and offering to buy her blood price.. and bragging
about the size of his unmentionables, she was NOT about to even give a proper
benediction. She instead, rose to her
feet as the slaver moved, thank the KINGS because those stones were flippin HOT
Lylia (oriona.seerose) felt a few tears grace her cheeks, it
upset her greatly that she was being marked a liar by the men. She had no idea
if the scribe had actually done any papers let alone filed them on her, it
wasn't of concern to her, she simple knew to whom she belonged..or atleast what
house it was. She lifted her hand up to wipe at her face, seeming to have
forgotten all about the free woman/slave creature for the time. She would give
out a meek " yes master" towards the slaver and turned to fall into
step with him, her gaze lowered sadly, though she still kept her chin lifted
and a rather light, elegant step.
Naja (luthienvs) looks the new arrives and speaks a gentle:
"Greetings Mistress" looks so the slave and smiling speak "
Greetings slave" so seeing that the Slaver wasnt going to the tavern but
the kennel she stands waiting to follow them if not ordered different
Draco'no Kobichenko Bloodraven (dragon.cooperstone) turns
hearing the voice of his intended. he smiled wide at her. 'tall my
intended." he said softly. they were in public and among others he couldnt
greet her like normal." he moved then and streached. "shall we head
to the cafe? i am hungry... and thirsty..." he said simply to her removing
his hand from anisa's head.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) led the girls back to 'their home'
stopping on the second floor, he picked up a board and stylus, a sheet of
rence, and then a collar and a tunic, before he turned back to the chairs. His gaze skimmed over both of them. "Undress" he stated as he took his
seat.
Naja (luthienvs) looks the Slaver not really sure to who he
was speaking but well just in case she removes her camisk even if she stays
back, folds it careful and holds her hands on her lap looking between the 3
front of her
Rowena (rowan.held) was not liking this leash thing, not in
the least. Once back inside the kennel
at least, there was a bit of 'comfort' in knowing her barely dressed form was
not on display in public. She followed
to the chair as he sat, a quick glance at the bookcases, just making sure it
looked all in order. When he spoke, she
looked at him. She stiffened, realizing
he was looking at her and the other slave..
Surely he did not mean she was to just.. strip? She debated it in her head, if she stripped
just because he said to, wouldn't that be "conduct becoming of a
slave", and by extension all the reason he would need to legally press
claim in her Home Stone of Ar? Flip
side, if she didn't, she might get struck.
She had no reference point for that, having never been hit by hand or
leather in her life, but could it really be ~that~ bad, worth risking conduct
that would all but ensure her enslavement was carried out? Of course, the command might not even have
included her, in which case NOT stripping was the smartest option. She clenched her jaw and made no attempt to
remove her clothes, for once her actions were less about just being insolent to
him and more about doing whatever she could to protect that gossamer thread
that dangled her on the line between being free or enslaved.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) followed after the man, as they
passed through doors she would end up brushing against the other leashed woman
a time or two. Once they were in a place where they had some space, she settled
a few paces from the other woman and simply stared down in silence as she wiped
at her face once more. Hearing the order she glanced to the man, seeing who he
was glancing at she looked back down and went to work removing the finer
fabrics. It took her a bit longer then most simply because the outfit was made
to show off wealth more then anything else. She took care of folding each piece
up and placing it at her feet before untying and removing her sandals, resting
them on top of the pile. She stood back up and returned to the almost proud
looking posture, her chin lifted and wrists crossed infront of her pelvis once
more.
Naja (luthienvs) blushes so softly hearing Rowena's
punishment but sighs deep also sorry for her, looks between them and remain
quiet there looking the Slaver's movements, blinks blinks kneeling in now fresh
wood and relaxes her body stretching a little her back
Rowena (rowan.held) glared at him, but at least... .given
his statement, the lack of a top was HIS choice, not hers and therefore by the
merit of the law, protected her, no matter how humiliating it would be. She wondered how much more of this she could
take before she cracked and caved, making some erroneous mistake that would
seal her own fate because she was flustered and frustrated. As if to make the point she said "as YOU
wish...". Was that what he
wanted? For her to make a mistake
egregious enough to justify enslaving her so that he could hold that over her
for however long he was inclined to keep her before selling her off? Or did he think he might coax her into
submitting willingly to him? Then again,
from what she had seen of him, he might just enjoy the mental torment he
inflicted on her. If he knew what random
thoughts had skittered through her mind the day before, the tumultuous night
she'd spent as her brain tried to work through the unknown feelings that were
bubbling within her .. well that would almost have been a roadmap straight to
where he wanted to go - she would not give him that, after all, everyone knows
how Goreans feel about maps, right?
Lylia (oriona.seerose) let her gaze shift towards rowena as
she listened to the slaver talk about no top. The thought of going in public
without a top made her cringe slightly at the type of punishment. She was lost
in her own mind till the slaver spoke her name and she snapped her gaze towards
him, staring with wide eyes a moment before it clicked and she lowered down,
nesting her knees into the rug as her ass resting upon her heels. Her thighs
settled in a slightly open position, not tightly pressed together yet not fully
open either.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) choose to leave her standing,
perhaps all night. "so Lylia. Are you literate?" He asked. "Perhaps you can tell me how long you
and this Master have lived here? and even more useful you can give me the
address so I can leave him a message about his girl."
Naja (luthienvs) looks at Rowena and searches her eyes to
offers her a smile, nibs her low lip while listen the Slaver and looks to Lylia
very careful so to see how she will exit from that problem, just a few days
before she used the same excuse with the Slaver and now she was happy collared
to the kennel and thanksfully without a brand on her face
Rowena (rowan.held) went to her knees, not like a slave, but
in the proper pose of a free woman. She
moved with a little less of that insolence though, not pleased about the
instruction for tomorrow. She ignored
the rude pose of the pale girl, having no interest at all in seeing her
heat. She looked to Naja and gave the
girl a gentle smile, appreciating the girl's behavior around her. Other than that, she just mostly wished his
favorite chair was in a room that was not next to the bookcases she had perused
the night before - talk about major regrets, she saw drawings and suggestions
in some of those books that were WAY more than she ever needed to know.
Qismat (kamea.serin) frowned a bit as she was lost in her
thoughts once again, she quietly headed down the stairs in hopes none has seen
her, she would hope to make her way to the cove
Lylia (oriona.seerose) shook her head slightly from side to
side." I am not, master." Her pale brows began to furrow together as
she thought about the next questions. " How long....I am not sure. He was
here before I was." her mismatched orbs began to twitch slightly from side
to side as she tried to search for the correct answers. " I am not the
best with telling time, or well keeping track of it. " she admitted."
I think I have been here for a couple weeks now." She glanced up at him
and a soft sigh escaped her lips." There are addresses? There is two
banners outside, and umm." her face contorted up, the poor thing didn't
even know her numbers. Suddenly she held up her hands, making an 0 with
them." It looked like this, and ummm the other one was squiggly like an
ost" she moved her hand in the air in an S motion before her hands fell
back to her thighs." I know how to get there, master." she would
state with another small sigh.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) considered this as well. "Before you are locked in for the night,
we will go out and you can show me this place that you are living in." He
murmured making more notes on his board.
"Are you open?" he asked, looking at her. "shoulders back slightly, perhaps,
bracelets might help you to keep better posture" he mused
Naja (luthienvs) looks them and she like remember every
steps the Slaver was doing with Lylia, tilts her head and listens without
disturb, lets her fingers run on her new brand and caresses it just a very
little, a purple blue line on her back and ass shows still the lash she got the
day before but she was totally relaxed
Lylia (oriona.seerose) cracked a slight smile." That
would be very kind of you master." Her lids fluttered into a few blinks
first at the question then at the mention of her posture. She glanced down at
herself as if it would help her assess her own posture, but she moved her arms,
sliding her hands behind her back till her wrists were crossed. Her shoulders
rolled backwards some, pressing her chest forwards as her back arched and
stomach was held tight. Finally her chin was lifted rather proudly once more
and her gaze kept lowered as she addressed him." Yes I have been opened,
master."
Rowena (rowan.held): Damn it, she heard him, shoulders back
to help the posture. Not that ~she~
moved, but he was slowly adding to her own knowledge base, with things she did
NOT want to know. She glared at the
ground, still completely unaware of the other subtle changes he was so
skillfully exacting in her; her gait thanks to the sirik that seemed as if he
had known exactly the number of links that would be needed to affect that
change, the saunter that loosened her gait a bit, her own shoulders being held
back slightly as her arms tended to be held down at her sides.. physical and
mental, to say nothing of the emotional changes he was wringing. And more news she didn't need, the slave's
sexual status. Lovely, just... lovely.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at the girl, she was of
floccinaucinihilipilification, yet for all that many might find her of
interest. "For now, for up to two
weeks ((ten days)) if this owner does not make any effort to reclaim you, you
will become the property of the Athos Kennel.
To help facilitate this, you will wear an extra collar, So you feel as
if you belong, you will also wear our tunic." He considered her hair thoughtfully. "Come closer" he instructed. Once she did he would work his hands through
her hair,making sure nothing was hidden in there such as lock picks, not that
the sleeve locks were able to be picked, but some slaves did try.
Naja (luthienvs) runs her hand on her collar remembering
still the time she had two collar too, well not that lot, maybe an Ahn or so
but well she could rmember how hard was to breath with them both, looks to
Lylia and so to Rowena making a goofie face trying to make her smile
Qismat (kamea.serin): me sighed a moment , stood at he top
of the steps quietly for a bit, thassa greeen orbs scanned the room , noticing
the new intake, or so she thought it was a new one, the man was busy collecting
more girls for the house, "tal Master" she said in almost a whisper,
she was certain he didnt hear her, perhaps she can walk past the man un
noticed, bit down on painted lips and looked at her fingers just rembering how
that woman who was dressed in such away said qismats painted nails were un
natural, she thought she might paint them a brighter pink, and then she looked
at the man who sat there quietly, Qismat swallowed hard and thought she would
saunter on over and past them, if indeed she can make it past them
Rowena (rowan.held) cracked a smile at Naja, three weeks
ago, two? She would never have smiled at
a slave, particularly one that was naked, but Naja had such a gentle
temperament that Rowena couldn't really help it... or, maybe the slaver, in his
treatment of her in trying to bend her, had made her seek solace where she
could find it. Again, more of those
questions that could not be answered .. at least not yet. As loathe as Rowena was to go back out in
public lacking proper attire, at least this excursion would be less painful
than tomorrow's and the forced nudity of her breasts. She was content that the slaver's attention
was on someone else, as long as he was grilling a slave, he wasn't looking at
her like a piece of meat, wasn't tormenting her with his "oh so helpful
suggestions" or otherwise making her question her sanity.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) drew in a deep breath as she listened
to his words, releasing it softly with a simple " Yes Master." The
idea of wearing two collars wasn't something that excited her in any way,
infact her mind began to mull over how much trouble it would cause her. Hearing
the order she moved in closer to his chair, tilting her head towards him to
make it a bit easier to dig through her hair. Once he was finished with
searching her hair she leaned her head back and fixed her hair a tad bit by
shaking her head some. As she waited for what might come next she would glance
over towards the other two slaves that knelt in the area.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Where are you going
Qismat?" he asked. as he reached for the collar. He looked at Lylia "Hair up" he
commanded, and reached out to place the collar around the girl's neck, locking
it in place above the one she currently was wearing.
Naja (luthienvs) giggles softly as looks at Rowena and winks
her trying to make a goofier face while the Slaver is busy with the new intake,
make Rowena smile was a good strike for her cause she want to help her to
relax, looks to the Slaver just to be sure before giggles a little bit more and
try to do not disturb lot
Rowena (rowan.held) looked at the girl as she shifted her
position, now facing Rowena with her spread legs. There was a very disapproving look in her
eyes before she finally said "would you mind.. point that ... thing",
she made a sort of head nod-eye roll maneuver indicating the girl's hoo-ha,
"at him and not me? Thanks
ever-so-much", yeah that last bit was dripping with cold sarcasm. She was just getting used to the rampant
nudity in the kennel, she didn't need a front row seat, literally, to the show.
Qismat (kamea.serin) stopped at the bottom of the step, her
foot rested on the first step, she pointed up the stairs" this way
Master" as she said trying to avoid any further questioning
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) arched an eyebrow. "Why?
Lylia (oriona.seerose) lifted her hands to gather up her
pale locks, lifting them out of his way while he secured the second collar
about her throat. Her brows pulled together as she began to feel the added
wight. Once the deed was done she released her hair, once more shaking it back
into place as the other woman started grumbling at her. A pale brow was lifted
upwards as she peered to rowena and then she glanced down at her meaty bits a
moment before looking back towards her. " Well you have a set just like
them. If you don't like it, then don't look." She rolled her shoulders
backwards once more as her back arched and that head of hers lifted up proudly
and a smirk settled to face.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) arched an eyebrow.
"Why?" he asked, and before she could answer, he dropped the tunic
next to Lylia. "Put that on"
to Rowena he said,"Stand, go behind the other chair, and put your nose on
the wall, Hands behind your back"
yes, it was his version of standing in the corner.
Rowena (rowan.held)'s eyes narrowed at the blond, clearly
she had not taken the slaver's warning to heart earlier. She arched a brow at her. "I am sure the slaver there will be
quite pleased to hear your blatant disregard for the warning he gave you
earlier, hmm?" she said, reminding the girl that she had been warned that
Rowena was indeed still a free woman, mustering up every bit of that free woman
inside that she could. She was ~not~ yet
enslaved and would expect a measure of respect from the slaves until such a
time as that came to pass - or the slaver beat the hell out of her for it, whichever
came first. Again, those gossamer
threads, if she let such a thing slide.. well, therein lay a certain risk as if
she were willing to tolerate something no free woman would. When he spoke, she smiled "of
course", her voice dripping with syrupy sweetness, punishment or not, it
meant she didn't have to look at the spread legs of a slave so that was fine
with her.
Naja (luthienvs) gasps hard hearing the Master's words and
sighs deep, curls a little her nose looking between the two and so to the
Master, nibs harder her low lip feels soon trouble air around them
Qismat (kamea.serin): " would watch the girl that belonged to Him, and then back at
him..." I wanted to go see who might be in the city? Master?" she
said to Him as if she questioned her ownself
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) glanced at Naja, "Fair
enough." Get dressed he told the bond, as he looked at her. "Go with Qismat and see the city, take
her to the baths and to the cafe"
Naja (luthienvs) takes a little breath and so gets her
camisk, wears it careful and looks so to Qismat, stands and whispers softly:
"Yes Master"
Qismat (kamea.serin)
pursed her lips together, Qismat hated the fact she had to do this, she
shook her head lightly but not to say no to him but wished she had disapeared
quickly before he can get a glimps of her
Lylia (oriona.seerose) gave a rather smug look towards
Rowena before the slaver sent her to hold her nose to the wall. The sight was
rather amusing to her, but she didn't look at the woman's punishment for long,
the new outfit gathered her attention and she picked it up, slipping it onto
her body. She wiggled some and tugged at it here and there till she simply gave
up and settled back into her quiet, calm position once more.
Qismat (kamea.serin) looked to the girl and waved her hand
at her as to tell her to follow, Qismats face looked as if she was uneasy with
him demanding she had to have an escort, or so it seemed that way to qismat
Naja (luthienvs) looks to her and tilts her head blushing
but smiling a little, she says nothing for a few ehn before says something
softly in a whispers: "if you want i go find them alone ...so you can go
where you want" it as a soft whispers
Qismat (kamea.serin): no, i will get punished if he finds me
alone
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) left the girls to their
whispers. "How long have you
belonged to the scribe, Lylia?" he asked still taking notes. "And what are you trained to do?"
Lylia (oriona.seerose) tilted her head slightly to glance
back up towards the slaver." I am not sure fully, a few weeks now I
think." She was simply horrible at keeping track of time, they had scribes
for that after all. " I have been trained and served as a display slave,
master." Which of course rendered her useless to most, except those with a
good amount of wealth.
Rowena (rowan.held): Well, at least the color wasn't too
awful as far as paint and wall coverings went.
And, there wasn't a painting of a naked hoochie in front of her, so...
bonus! Every so often her gaze did
flicker out the window though, constantly scheming and trying to think of ways
she could get out of the kennel and to a ship that would return her home to Ar.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Diss-play Slave" he
repeated. "hmm. Well then, stand. I will see how well you can
do your slave paces."
Lylia (oriona.seerose) blinked a few times. She hadn't been
asked to do slave paces in quite some time. Her palms began to sweat a tad bit
as she pushed up to her feet and turned to face him fully with a simple "
Yes master."
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked at her, he was not so into
just one word poses, but interspersed with his more specific directions. "Belly arms set for bracelets"
Rowena (rowan.held) reached out and ran a finger along the
windowsill, checking for dust. She was
listening, she couldn't help it she was standing right there - terms she knew
but from a wholly different side of things than what the slave was doing.
Naja (luthienvs) snorts growling as walks in muttering and
snorting, yea for the first time she was upset and she just kneels there
Lylia (oriona.seerose) blinked a time or two, the command
catching her a tad off guard. Though it didn't take her long to kick her brain
into motion. She lowered herself down to the floor, belly down, her legs spread
apart and head turned to face off to her left. She then moved her arms towards
her lower back, wrists meeting each other and crossing before she fell
completely still.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Bracelets Rowena" he
snapped, as he watched the display slave begin to move, he would watch for
transitions and such. "To your
back, left foot flat on the floor, hands over your head"
Naja (luthienvs) not really sure what going on she just stay
there snorting time in time but without disturb at the moment the Slaver, she
would speak when time will come
Rowena (rowan.held) whirled around at him, cold fury in her
eyes. It took her a few ihns to even
make sure she had heard him correctly.
Every though and reaction she had to the infuriating command was written
on her face like the calligraphic scroll of master penmanship. She did as he command, exactly where she was,
behind the chair. She lacked all the
'grace' expected of a slave, deliberately, not because she didn't understand
the concept or lacked the capability but purely out of hostile defiance. She hit her knees, pressed together so yeah,
balance was a bit tricky, then moved her arms behind her back, keeping her
wrists about 2 or 3 horts apart as if a slave about to be chained, knowing some
slaves tended to cross their wrists at the small of their back or even higher
up, that position, Rowena knew from the experience of doing, did not facilitate
placement of shackles on the wrists.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) made note of the next ordered
position and her wrists moved from each other, right arm pressed down her side
as her left hand pressed to the floor near her breast. With a small shove she
rolled her body to the right till her back met the wood of the floor. Her left
leg was drawn upwards till her foot rested flat on the floor and her arms were
pulled up above her head, wrists crossing once more as she peered towards him.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) saw that she managed the turn more
gracefully. "Stand, standard
display position" he said as he rose to his feet. Once she had done as he said, he would give
her the nickle tour of the house.
Naja (luthienvs) grunmpy .. yea she was grumpy now, still
snort time in time shaking her head while speaks softly: "M... Master ma..
may i speak? please? "takes a long deep breath
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Yes girl. Speak up" He
could see that she was vexed over something or another
Naja (luthienvs) moves closer and dropped her head on the
floor touching it with her forehead, holds that position and lets her arms rest
next to her head, takes a deep breath while speaks: "this girl beg your
forgiveness Master, cause wasnt allowed to do what ordered Master, the other
girl would not go there and she gone swim instead, when this girl told her that
they had to go .. she just answered that .. you knew that she gone swim and not
bath in a tub"
Lylia (oriona.seerose) took in the next command and was put
into motion. She lifted up to her feet gently and in one fluid motion her arms
were drawn up to clasp her hands behind her head as it tilted backwards,
shoulders were pulled backwards, arching her back as her feet turned ever so
slightly to point her toes outwards and her knees bent slightly. Unlike many
slaves, her legs were kept closed instead of spread apart. She listened to the
exchanges going on as she stood still.
Rowena (rowan.held) listened to what Naja said, her
irritation growing by the word.. She was
very seriously considering asking the slaver what price he would exact from her
to permit her to put that bratty slave on the post in the basement and remind
her of her place.. Somehow, she
suspected the price would be a steep one, but likely not her full submission;
she had a feeling he wanted more than mere submission by exchange but to break
her will and leave her so helpless against him that life without the collar
would crush her.. no, she may be willing to pay a fairly steep price,
especially if her one and only friend, Naja, got in trouble for the other
girl's actions
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) rose to his feet, "You
attempted to show her? and she refused?" he repeated seeking clarity. The other girl was warming up, her movements
growing supple. "Better. Lylia" he praised her. "Tower girl" he told the one on her
knees. "Come Lylia, heel" and with that he would go downstairs after
Naja answered him.
Naja (luthienvs) kneels back down and closes her legs
careful so looks up to him and speaks with sincere eyes: "yes Master, i
told her i was supposed to show her the bath and the caffee and so she told me
that wanted to pull me dressed in the water when i refused to go in with her,
and so i told her i would go back in here and she answered , you knew she go
swim and not bath in the tub"
Lylia (oriona.seerose) smiled kindly towards the man's
words, and relaxed once she was told to heel. She lowered her arms and
straightened her legs out once more before shifting, simply waiting to follow
him as she listened to what the other slave had to say.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Rowena, if you can behave
you may come out with the others" and with that he went down the steps
((Alesandro shows Lylia where things are in the kennel))
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): Room of preparations, bath,
cosmetics and such are all to be found in there. "Pens on the other side" he pointed
to them. On the third floor, first room is the training area, larger room is
for me to deal with clieant and right next to the exit is the kitchen, where
you will find food." He looked at
Naja somewhat confused. "yes?"
he asked of her. "Doors to the
house are locked, as are kennels and pens, those doors lock behind you."
Naja (luthienvs) clears her throat as she maybe
misunderstood and blushes softly: wermm sorry i thought i had to follow you
"blushes even more and steps back upstairs
Lylia (oriona.seerose) glanced inside the room, then to the
pens and up and down and all around as she took in his words. " I see, I
think I got it all Master."
Rowena (rowan.held) had stepped out from behind the couch,
not sure who these "others" were as the room had emptied. It took her far longer than it should have to
realize that was likely ~her moment~..
She turned, knowing the doors would be locked, the only option would be
to get to the upper level and bust out a window that lead to the elevated
walkway. Surely something heavy enough
to fling through the glass rested on the table.
She turned, was just about to run as fast as that damn sirik would let
her.. when Naja appeared at the top of the stairs again. Rowena nearly screamed in frustration. She had been ALONE.. in the kennel..
unsupervised! And the chance.. was
gone. She had given no thought to what she would do once out, this was more a
fly by the seat of her proverbial pants kind of plan, but it was futile
now. She took a breath and said
"tal, Luthien" to the girl.
Naja (luthienvs) looks to Rowena and blushes softly as she
call her with her born name, smiles and so takes a deep breath and moves closer
like to find a comfort
Rowena (rowan.held): Oh Rowena was trying so hard to stay
calm, it wasn't like she could tell the girl she had just been on the verge of
making her escape, but the anxiety in her chocolate eyes was clear and she kept
looking to the stairs that lead up to the next level. She chewed on her bottom lip, about to cry as
she knew it was unlikely the slaver would be downstairs for very long. She gave the girl a half smile "do not
worry, I do not think you will be punished for the other girl's actions,
Luthien", Rowena had a suspicion that the slaver, while very crafty and
capable of cruelty, was also fair about matters - at least those that did not
pertain to Rowena - with her? He seemed
to have a penchant for driving her round the bend. She sort of half-patted Naja's shoulder,
hoping that was.. a comforting.. sort of gesture? Felt weird to her, but, she did it.
Qismat (kamea.serin): me cringes seeing she came in at the
wrong door and nearly ran into him
Naja (luthienvs) she looks Rowena a bit more again while
looks her gaze to the stair, blinks a little shaking a bit her head with worry
eyes like to say her "please do not do it" as she patted her shoulder
a big smile is now on her lips relaxed and nodding a bit for her words
Lylia (oriona.seerose) heard the door open and shifted to
glance back at the slave that nearly ran into the slaver's backside. She just
gave her a blank look before glancing up at the slaver and asking softly"
I am rather tired after the day. May I go rest for a bit. I assume in the
pens?"
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Yes, the end pen is
empty" he told her.
Lylia (oriona.seerose) with a smile and dip of her head she
stepped off" Thank you master."
((Alesandro deals with a disobedient slave))
Qismat (kamea.serin) kept her distance as she remembered the
first meeting of the man, the pale green eyes searched the floor as if she
looked for something, and then met his eyes, Qismat thought she might be able to make it past him as it
seemed he was in deep thought
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) stared as the girl ignored him
completely. He followed her up the
stairs as apparently she preferred her discipline in public. "What.
Am. I. To. Do. With.
You." He ground out when she stopped.
Rowena (rowan.held) looked on dispassionately. The chains hanging around her face gave no
concealment of her expression. It was a
curious blend of irritation and curiosity, always the studying type, she
watched the man figuring she.. perhaps all of them.. was about to learn
something very informative about the sort of man he was.
Naja (luthienvs) melts down on the floor looking the Slaver
and so Qismat, looks so back to Rowena but remain very very quiet and relaxed
Qismat (kamea.serin)
stopped in her tracks, she looked over her right shoulder and bit at the
bottom of her lip, she then turned completely to face him as he began to bellow
out like a a huge Bore calling out to his mate, his tone
seemed oddly familar like how her own Master would bellow out, she said simply
with a respectful tone " Master, what ever you wish to do with me"
she looked down
Qismat (kamea.serin) the moment he demanded her to nadu she
spilled quickly to her knees, pools of warm sunburst tendrils spilled around
her ass onto the floor , arching her back deeply to thrust out her full busts,
spreading milky toned thighs achingly wide, she looked up into his eyes, her
belly quivered as she placed her palms upright on her lap
Naja (luthienvs) takes a deep breath and shivers looking the
Master's change, swallows a little bit but looks back a moment to Rowena, she
was glad of what she told her, the glacial look of the Slaver make her shivers
even if she wasnt guilty
Rowena (rowan.held) continued to bristle, seeing the girl
nadu so shamelessly. Yes, it was a
kennel, yes he was a free man. But so
too, she was a free woman, captive or not, and it was one of the first things a
slave was taught, that in the presence of a free woman, even if a free man was
in attendance, a girl knelt with her knees closed. She added that to an ever-growing list as she
watched the girl trying so desperately to what.. please? lure?
distract?
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) continued to stare at the
girl. "You heard me, tell you to
'have the girl show you the baths and the cafe.
Did you?" his words were just as flat as before, there was no sign
of any friendliness at all, just a man who was not pleased with a slave. A slave that was in his custody, which made
him their Master.
Qismat (kamea.serin) kept her eyes directed into his, she
cared not of any one else at this moment, she thought hard on his
question, arched a brow slightly and
then spoke as soft as the warm breeze of a spring rain " yes Master, and I
had ever intentions of allowing her to do so, as i was showing her the thassa
ocean where you can swim, Master" she said knowing she needed a bath and
then said "from there if the girl knew where the baths were we could of
went straight away from there... it was not far at all nor was the cafe
Master" she said in her own defense, and then said " I beg your mercy
Master" tears threatened to brin her wiley orbs
Naja (luthienvs) looks between the two and takes a deep
breath, frowns hearing Qismat's words and so looks at the Slaver, totally
relaxed and calm but still shivering as he was sooo neutral and so cold
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) listened as she wheedled, or at
least tried to. "So, you do what
you like. Before you do what you are
told?" his voice going even flatter.
"By. What. Right?" he demanded, there was no doubt
the slaver was not happy. It was written
in his stance, by the lines that crept around his tight lipped mouth, the dearth
of dimples, and the deep and somber timber of his voice.
Qismat (kamea.serin) opened her mouth as if she would
respond, and then closed her lips tight as she thought long and hard on his
question, and said " no Master, of course not, though please allow me to
explain, Master" she said as she began her story" when i was told to
learn the city i was told to also make sure new girls would know of the waters
as well, there is a test the Ubar wishes to administer to all new intakes
Master, and too, Master that is one of his questions, Master, along with a
writing on a wall... of wish says " leans in to whisper it to him..."
if the girl knew of that she too would of pointed that oout to me while we were
at the lake
Qismat (kamea.serin): "
Rowena (rowan.held): Slowly, she herself went to her knees,
carefully mindful of her positioning, knees together, hands on her legs with
the palms down. She continued to watch
what was unfolding, making an effort to keep her expression clear, though her
eyes flashed. She was making her own
assessments, not that she expected them to amount to anything.. at that
moment.. but information was always useful, and the ability to read between the
lines was a skill Rowena had in spades.
She had something of a gift for reading people, for gleaning motives
behind actions, it was one of the things that made her father so successful as
a merchant, and a skill she had learned from her childhood on.. among other
skills that were, as yet, unnecessary to reveal. She let her gaze move back to the slaver, oh
she did not like him at all, he had plotted her capture, arranged it, seen it
carried out - for what purpose? Likely
to see her one day on her knees as these girls.
But, that he had spent such time to do so, patience to arrange and await
her delivery, even in her dislike of him, she had to admire his dedication to
purpose, his willingness to see things through.
She had no doubt that just as there were carefully constructed layers to
who she was, the slaver himself was a maze of possibilities and each turn as
unpredictable as the currents of the Thassa.
She nodded to herself, added each piece of information she gathered from
posture and tone, expression and word.
Naja (luthienvs) takes a deep breath and swallows a little
hearing his words and voice, she would so not like that, it make her feel super
little, takes a deep breath and so looks to him listening careful what they
saying but saying nothing at all as she already had to say what she had.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) continued to stare at the plains
girl. "What does one. Have to
do. With the other?" again that
flat tone. "You. Took it upon yourself to do just what you
wanted to do. You. Failed.
To do what you were told." He let out his breath, closed his eyes,
counted to ten and continued in that same vein.
"What is your name?"
Qismat (kamea.serin) she looked to Him her brows seemingly
pinched together in a discombobulated manner, she then replied to Him in hopes
she did not offend the man further, though at this point she was very confused,
Qismat was not use to any of this " my name is what you wish it
Master" she said as she searched into his eyes for any mercyy she had
begged from the begining
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) tipped his head just
slightly. "Does a question need to
be repeated?" he asked, the words even colder as he unclipped his slave
whip, the five falls, pliant, so as to never tear the skin. The touched the floor with a soft 'splut'
"Remove your tunic."
Naja (luthienvs) takes a deep breath and shivers seeing the
whip, steps back swallowing hard and moving close to Rowena, swallowing so
strong
Qismat (kamea.serin) she looked to him, and then seen the
whip unfold before her eyes, the sound of the
five tails spilling onto the floor, she crossed her arms over her lap to
only pull the hem of the tunic above her head,
her hair would fall in a feathery motion against her back once more to
pool about the floor around her ass, she then spilt onto the floor in whipping,
pressing her breast against the cold wooden planks of the ground, she pulled
her lilth arms above her head crossing her wrist above one another , closing
her eyes as she awaited for the kiss of the whip
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) struck her fully, five times
without any more pause than it took for him to draw it back and strike her
again. He paused at that point,
"What. Is. Your.
Name." He demanded of
her. Ready to lay into her again if her
answer did not satisfy him.
Naja (luthienvs) jumps hard and almost jumps on Rowena's lap
seeing the 5 lashes in row, gasps hard and shivers so strong swallowing
Qismat (kamea.serin) cried out with every strike, her voice
quivering at this point , she indeed had never felt the kiss of the whip, her
own Master had never needed to, she was just as he wanted of her, she said her
name to him, or the name she was known
as, the name that her Ubar called her " Qismat, Master" she said as
if it meant anything to any one
Rowena (rowan.held) stayed perfectly still, not flinching as
the whip landed. She worked to keep her
face free of any hint of what she was thinking, but it amused her to consider
some idle conversation over a cup of tea as if it were completely normal,
between the slaver and herself. Sure she
was envisioning a very different set of circumstances but nonetheless, if she
were an addle-witted person, he would likely have not been motivated to take
her captive so it was plausible he may inquire as to her opinion of this event
- at some point. She placed a hand on
Naja's hand and patted her delicately.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) carried on in that monotone drone
of his. "Qismat. A lovely name, draws pictures, makes one
think of something mystical, and hopefully wonderful. I would expect a girl with a name like that
to be pushing the limits on her ability to please her master, even if it was but
a use master in the tavern, or a slaver in the kennels." He struck her twice more. "You do not deserve that name." He
told her. "You are now Turnip"
Naja (luthienvs) looks between them taking a deep breath
feeling Rowena's touch now and turns offering a worry but gentle smile, hearing
the new name swallows a bit more
Qismat (kamea.serin) cried out further into the pain, she
shook her head as she fell in a sorta subspace of pain, his words were in a far
distance from her ears she tried to
comprehend every single word, did he just call her a vegi that grew from the
earth, did he refer her as dirt? oh that was it she indeed felt a anger that
grew with in, an anger she had felt once other then tonight, when the boat
master raped her over and over, she shook her head, this man in her mind was as
the men of the boats, she had no words as she laid their for him to contiue in
his torment of her, why did she even make her way into the house this day, she
had hoped he was not what she thought of him, Qismat tried to take hold of her
breathing, , tears spilled forcfully agains the wooden planks, no not because
he called her dirt but because she did miss her Master so very dearly
Rowena (rowan.held) watches quietly, though if the man
looked at her, he might see the way she looked at him, the words that were
bubbling in her mind but which she was not going to say without some sign that
to do so would not bring his wrath her direction - she actually did understand
the tenuous balance she had to maintain, polite and respectful, avoiding any
slave-like behavior and yet also the haughty loftiness of a free woman lest he
interpret her as ~being~ weak and slave-like.
She gave a warm smile to Naja in return, but stayed silent.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) now repeated his demand.
"What. Is. Your.
Name."
Qismat (kamea.serin) said one thing "turnip,
Master"
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Why do you feel you can do
whatever it is you want? That you can
ignore what commands you don't care for?"
Qismat (kamea.serin) she spoke to Him once more " i
didnt think it was so bad to show the girl the waters, or even show her more so
of the city along with your command Master, but i see now ..." she said
and paused not say anymore
Naja (luthienvs) holds her breath again trying to do not
move, the Slaver still had the whip in his hand .. swallows a few but tries to
relax a bit
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) struck her again. "you see what...Turnip...." He drew
boundaries, and had expectations, his standards remained very high, and when
needed, his punishments were swift and sure."
Naja (luthienvs) as not told, as the next hit got Turnip she
jumps a little bit again, looks down shivering and holding now tight Rowena's
hand
Qismat (kamea.serin) thought how he is trying to break her
will, her train of thought, how she was shown to be, the only way to be, a
tuchuk slut, was the only way to be, free in everything, though here was indeed
different she merely shook her head and didnt know what this man wanted, more
so, perhaps to break her spirit, and he wondered as to why she hid at the cove,
away from the city, she often looked across the sea and wondered how far it would take to swim
the length of the sea to find her home, the plains, where the wagons would sit
in so many colors, when the strike struck her once more she cried out... then
only then she rememberd her child hood... things came to mind of pass, the time
on the block, his haggling, how he wanted her, only time she ever felt loved
really, Qismat closed her eyes as to forget the sting on her back to go back to
all she once loved and lost ... she said as she would respond " I see now
that things are not what I am use to
Master, I beg your mercy" she cried out
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) exhaled, folding the falls and
wrapping them around the handle, He dropped to one knee and held the handle in
front of her head. "Kiss the whip.
Turnip" he told her. "and then
thank me."
Qismat (kamea.serin) swallowed hard, a sudden growl threaten
to sing out from behind pouty lips, yet she puckard her lips as she lifted her
head , and kissed the handle of the whip, every so softly, , thassa orbs peerd
at him, burning and red , velvet
muscular tongue slipped out from behind painted lips taking a soft sensual lick
, she she continued to look into his eyes, "thank you Master" she
said softly
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "You will go to your kennel,
and remain there until morning.
Tomorrow, we will revisit your 'basic' training." It might even
prove useful for others less trained to learn what was expected.
Qismat (kamea.serin) could only think about the cove, the
cool water would only find her seclusion, as she looked into his eyes, all she
wanted to do was run, hide, far from his grasp far from his eyes, his whip, his
words, she wanted to hide find her sanity stair out into the waters and dream ,
then when he spoke of such she wanted to scratch out his eyes, do something to
hurt him the way he had her but her words said different " yes
Master" and then she would plot, plot her escape .. escape to the waters,
the cove, the only place she felt safe
Naja (luthienvs) looks between them two and looks so Rowena,
now her muscles were relaxed and she was calm, her heart stopped to race in her
chest while looks time in time to Turnip
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) told her. "Go.
Now." he could see her rebellious anger, her rage that he was
refusing to bend to her wishes. She
might hate him. She might rejoice that
she had a master who would correct her.
She probably would do both, or she would sneak out, and swim away to
find another sweet, tender, gentle master to pet her. "You are not to leave the house without
an escort." he added. Planning on
passing that word to the other slavers and guards.
Qismat (kamea.serin) placed her hands on the wooden planks
as she slowely lifted up off the floor,
she grasped the tunik that was placed on
her body, she wiped the floor with it and then took the garb, wiped the tears
with it as she looked to it, she said nay word and dropped the garb onto the
floor, she rather stay naked then wear that ever again she did not look at
him though how ignorant would he think
of her to really swim and swim and swim to find her home, it took her weeks to
find this place, yea, she is not that stupid, yet, she remained silent she
balled up her fist and clenched them tight ... her nails dug into her palms,
she was angry indeed as she moved off to where he asked her to go
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) called out. "Turnip." the single word moved
through the building. "Get back
here. Now!" again he did not yell,
but it carried like an opera star's voice in a theatre, projected.
Naja (luthienvs) holds her breath once again, that was not a
good sign, his voice, his face, make her tremble now, moves closer to Rowena
and grabs her hand now so tight but without hurt her
Qismat (kamea.serin) sighed hearing the man bellow out like
a bore in heat she left that dang kennel
and moved to where he had called her to
Qismat (kamea.serin) thought to herself as she wiped away
the tears, she was tired of crying tired of letting him see her cry as she
would find her way up the stairs and respond to him trying to sound ever so
sugary sweet like the robots of many slaves about " yes Master?" as
she stood at the top of the stairs
Rowena (rowan.held) continued to pat Naja's hand, she was in
those moments, unflappable, the aloof free woman who simply had no emotion for
what had taken place, but was compassionate enough to comfort the girl who had
made the effort to be kind as Rowena navigated these uncharted waters
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) had no need to bellow like a boar,
or a bore, or a bull. His voice carried
when he chose to push it. "Pick up
that tunic. You do not have your own
maid service here. Your new duty is
laundry. You will get to wash, dry, iron
and mend all the tunics until you show some sign of being able to be
pleasing" He then pointed to the table.
Next to the main tunic box, is one called 'punishment' that is the only
tunic you will wear until you earn something better." if she chose to push
him further, she would find out that it was easier for the slave girl to bail
out the thassa than to move him once his mind was made up. "Is that. Clear Turnip?"
Qismat (kamea Serin): left chat range.
Naja (luthienvs) looks at the Slaver and so to Turnip, so
looks back to Rowena a bit puzzled
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