7-18-19 RolePlay Log
The
New Slaver, Adilah Hernik, makes his appearance
Rowena (rowan.held) stomped around the
room of preparation for a bit, just not quite ready to walk out in that skimpy
outfit. It was an affront to what she
was, insulting and degrading. But, if she
didn't leave that room, her chance of finding anyone who would get that damned
tag out of her ear before the hole healed up and became permanent.. yeah, the
chance of that diminished the longer she tried to hide away from everyone. She stood quietly, listening, hoping there
was no one around and at the same time, hoping to find someone who could
actually help her recover her status as a free woman.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) hears some
noises inside and stretches his arms, frowns a bit but till he do not spoke
with the actual slaver he wont move inside without him also he want to be
outside, so speaks :" whos in there if is a slave the guarda im sure will
let you out
Rowena (rowan.held) jumped slightly, an
unknown voice just barely discernible through the walls. "great", she thought to herself,
"just.. great... someone else. what
if it's a male slave?". Oh, that
might work, strong enough to unbend the wire in my ear, and someone likely to
pay attention to the fact that she was still, technically, a free woman - even
if she was a captive. She made her way
up the stairs to the next level, the sound of the voice letting her know it was
coming from outside the building, and therefore had to be up one more floor. When she spoke, the cultured tones of Ar
could be heard clearly in her voice, not knowing who was on the other side of
the door, she kept her words carefully neutral.
"I am not sure what you said, was muffled, but - I doubt this man
(indicating the NPC guard) is inclined to let me out just yet, though as a
place of business, anyone is likely welcome to enter", yes, Rowena had
been a merchant and she understood the way a business worked, even if she
hadn't been in the business of slave-flesh.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) now
listens a woman's voice and grins, his strong northern accent and baritone
voice speaks so to the guard: "good man let me in till i will not have my
own key once i can finally speak with the local Slaver" shows to the guard
the application signed by the Scribes that assign him as Resident with Slaver's
job so once the Guard curled his nose opens the door locking it after him once
he was inside, stretches his arms and smiles: "home sweet home seems"
his eyes so runs on the girl front of him and tilts his head
Rowena (rowan.held) watched as the
guard opened the door, a man entering with the typical blue and gold sash on
his arm, and the distinct sound of the guttural speech of the north. Rowena's nose wrinkled slightly, being a proper southern free woman she was
not overly fond of the northerners who, in her opinion, invaded the south. Yeah, she totally forgot about the veil on
her face being sheer and her expression plainly visible. She stood there before him in that familiar
stance of an arrogant free woman, not the timid cowering of a slave. She was a total contradiction of attitude and
attire, not at all used to the condition she was being held in and not yet
stripped of the title 'free woman', she held to the status of her merchant
caste, and though she loathed the slaver who was holding her hostage, the
business side of her personality won out "The slaver is not currently in,
but I can convey a message to him if you wish". She tried to ignore the way the man looked at
her as if evaluating her.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) front of
his eyes such sweet girl but her face totally deep contrast with her cloth,
blinks a few time seeing her wrinkled nose: "something wrong with your
nose girl?" crosses his arms careful and poofs out his chest showing all
his entire muscled body, not cause he was a peacock but because well he was
well trained and once he cross his arms all the muscles are visible "i
think i will just wait him here" points so the floor with his fingers open
in a silent order to the girl frowning as looks at her "to who you belong
girl and what the name was given to you"
Rowena (rowan.held) felt the familiar
righteous indignation welling within her at hearing his words. Practically turning her nose up in the air as
she watched him take a seat on the floor, she said "I am not a ~girl~,
thank you very much. My name is Lady
Rowena, recently of Ar and I belong to no one", yeah, nevermind that
damned tag in her ear marking her as 'claimed' if one believed what the slaver
had said. Oh, that tag, crap, she best
watch her attitude if she had any hope of convincing this man to help get that
out of her ear, he certainly looked strong enough to get the wire untwisted. The sirik she wore kept her arms from moving
much above her belly, ensuring she could not try to wrest it out of her ear
herself. Visibly, she softened her
stance and attitude as best she could, her desire to be rid of that tag in her
ear surpassing her desire to be recognized as a free woman - if that hole in
her ear healed open, she would lose any hope of regaining her free status -
unless she mutilated her ear and blamed some freak accident in order to hide
the fact that her ear had been pierced.
"I do not know what time he will awaken, Sir" she offered,
hoping it sounded.. helpful?
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) frowns and
his hand move to the whip on his belt, looks at her and moves closer seeing
that tag on her ear: "a mendacious girl will not end well ...GIRL" he
forces the last word looking her "you better change your tone or you will
feel the kiss of my whip girl, now i repeat again .. who is your owner Lady
Rowena of Ar" his baritone voice was full of sarcasm, moves to her and moves
his hand forward to get the tag and read if there was any information there and
as well on her collar, his hand still on the whip while continue to speak
"you better change your tone and watch your mouth before i show you the
way of the cage naked outside at the dock girl"
Rowena (rowan.held) looked at the man,
it suddenly dawned on her that her position might be a bit more precarious than
she had realized. With the slaver
asleep, she had little hope of anyone intervening on her behalf, the guard
standing there looking bemused at the predicament she found herself in. Rowena's gaze followed his hand as it moved
to the whip upon his hip. She started to
jerk her head away as he reached for that tag, making it brush in disgusting
reminder, against the side of her neck before his fingers gripped it. She knew the tag was marked by the slaver,
Alesandro, identifying her as 'his claim, his captive' and it made her blood
boil to even think about it. She really
did try to keep any hint of attitude out of her voice, but given it had only
been a matter of weeks since she had been snatched from her wagon on the way to
the Sardar, the free woman mindset was still fully ingrained in her
mindset. "I assure you, I am not
being deceitful, I am not ... owned", that last word sounding like a curse
word the way she uttered it. Sure, she
was feeling more than a little fear, but she was fighting it as best she could,
though little signals of it would be easily readable.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) could read
well the Aleandro's name in it and nods keeping that in mind, so hearing her
words he takes a deep breath and moves his hand to her sash pulling it off and
frowning and speaking, his already deep voice become deeper and much more dark,
his eyes become glacial while looks at her "you think im fool girl?
collar, clothing, say all that you are a slave and you are in a deep trouble ..
as soon as i will speak with your owner, but till i can find him and speak with
the Slaver here .. you will end your time in the cage outside at the dock till
your owner will come and get you back" snaps his fingers and frowns
"disrobe before i do it myself girl .. and trust me .. im not in mood to
see a girl that displease me and much more bring shame on her owner"
Rowena (rowan.held): well, that
certainly got the woman's attention.
Thus far, the slaver had been taking great pains to slowly alter the
woman's mindset and mold her into what he wanted, as such, he had not subjected
her to the potentially damaging effect of outright stripping her in public, let
alone the damage that could do to her psyche as he slowly broke her down. Her face paled as she looked at the man. "I have no control over what the slaver
here leaves me to wear, and as he has so far refused to provide me with
appropriate attire suitable for my station as a free woman, this", she swept
a hand over her body as best she could, "is what I am forced to
wear". She took a slow breath to
steady her nerves, "I did not ever say you were a fool, Sir. I assure you, I am not owned. There is no brand upon my thigh, and Kings
willing, there never will be. Surely you
would be curious to consider the prospect of lining your pockets with coin,
hmm?" she suggested, tantalizing with the possibility of an offer he may
have not considered in his haste to assume she was a slave. She made no effort to remove the clothing,
partly because she actually couldn't with the limited movement the sirik
granted, and partly because, aside from the slaver watching her bathe shortly
after she had been delivered to him, she had never been seen by any man fully
naked and was definitely not inclined to be naked in front of this unknown man.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) bursts out
laughing with so strong and deep voice, like much more "demoniac"
laugh: "a punch of coins, girl? really, i do not care at all what you
wear, and the brand can soon be done also right now, so .. im not going to
repeat it again, present yourself, face the wall hand on it!! im tired of silly
complaining slaves!!" unrolls his whip and looks at her, a collar on your
neck, a clothing and you are inside the kennel, this is enough for me to say
that you ARE a slave and you lying again and again, a brand on your face is the
NEXT step before i bring you out to the cage naked and whipped outside girl and
im not going to repeat myself once again, i warn you" he normal wasnt that
cruel but of course for him front of his eyes there was a lying slave and
nothing more than that till someone tell him the opposite
Rowena (rowan.held) paled, visibly
paled. It would be obvious that the
woman had never been struck, neither by hand nor by whip - if nothing else,
that alone would give a form off evidence that she was not a slave. She shook with a fury the likes of which no
slave would dare display to a free man, but one which a free woman would have
no problem doing. She turned her face to
the guard behind her, if nothing else she figured he would know something of
the slaver's plan for the woman and would step in before things went too much
further, if not, well the man would end up dealing with the slaver if his
actions altered the path he had planned out for the woman he had arranged to
capture. She was visibly shaking now as
she looked back to the man. "I am
asking that you reconsider this plan, Sir.
I am truly not enslaved, there are several girls here, and the
guard", she thumbed his direction, "can attest that I am not
enslaved, the slaver himself has taken great pains to remind more than a few of
the girls here that I am a free woman and they should act accordingly around
me". If nothing else, at least the
guard behind her could nod in confirmation of his words, the sly grin on his
face might be enough to tell the other man that the slaver was enjoying a game
with the free woman, slowly breaking her to his will rather than with the usual
abrupt approach many used.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) frowns
looking at her, and the nod from the guard make him lifts his brow, scratches
his head now confuse while looks the girl front of her and takes a deep breath,
moves to the lever and pulls it down opening one of the cage, so points them
and frowns deeper: "inside there girl .. you will not move from there till
i will speak with the one who own you and plus .. remember my words, IF i find
out that all this is a game .. your life will be miserable for the next hours
of your life, i will brand your face with my own hand after that i whip you and
brand your thigh, and drag you around the city so that all can see what happen
to a liar girl, and lock you to the first pillory with a board that say
"use me im just a liar" is that clear girl!??! "still points the
cage behind her but his words had no way to become different from what he just
told
Rowena (rowan.held) was a bit torn
between being livid at his words, and at being stuck in a cage... again, and
the actual fear she was feeling that he might actually do such a thing,
however, she was confident that the slaver's words would prove she was not
lying and she attempted to sweep into the cage like some regal free woman who
was impervious to his threats; the effect diminished by the fact that her pulse
was thudding like wild kaiila in her neck.
Once within the cage she turned back and faced him.. "you know, as the daughter of one of the
most successful merchants in all of Ar, returning me to my family, unharmed,
could be quite lucrative, Sir". She
left that hanging in the air, perhaps he was curious enough to dig further into
what she was saying, surely her actions had by this point made it clear she was
not a slave, and there could be truth to her words.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) shakes his
head looking at Rowena and pulls a Chair front of the cage, looks so at the
Guard and speaks to him "if you lied too i will cut your balls man, trust
me .." so turns his head looking to Rowena and takes a deep breath sitting
on the chair "so ... Lady Rowena of Ar tell me why i should believe in
your story uh?" of course his voice
was full of sarcasm once again while takes from his belt a little bota and
drinks from it directly, what was inside .. who know
Rowena (rowan.held) watched him as he
pulled the chair up, the sound of it scraping on the wood floor seemed
impossibly loud. If it weren't for the
guard's recent supporting of her words, she might have found a malicious glee
in the threat he got to be turned into a eunuch. Oh sure, Rowena noticed the sarcasm in his
voice, just as she noticed him pull the skin from his belt and take a drink
"likely something disgusting like paga" she thought to herself,
again, forgetting the veil that danced over her face was sheer and in no way
hid her expressions. Without thinking,
the first words that came to her mind, also came out of her mouth - yeah, she
lacked the filter a slave had in couching her words, used to being able to
speak her mind without much worry of the consequence "Do I LOOK like a
slave to you?" She demanded. Oh,
wait, shit, yeah, she probably did. Her
face colored and her tone softened slightly "What I mean to say, Sir, is,
surely, despite the clothing and collar I am currently being forced to wear, is
it not obvious that I am vastly different from the slaves you see scurrying
about? I was traveling to the Sardar,
that required trip before reaching the age of 25, asleep in my wagon. Awakened to the sight of a man with a rep
cloth standing there. Next thing I
knew? I woke up in a cage and on a
journey to this.. this.. place", she all but spat that last word out. Obviously that rep cloth had been soaked in
capture scent.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
her and frowns seeing her face and listening her words, takes a long deep
breath and shakes his head: "i that you was or not a Free, you are now a
slave, as you are a captive, for what you telling me, is not a punishment
collar, so you better watch your face and your tone girl that veil for sure do
not hide nothing of your face" looks at her and shakes his head "how
do you think slaves come from? not only from a breeding pen, but also from
captive free women" his voice was now yes still baritone but no more deep and
glacial, his eyes basically gentle while he try to teach her instead now, after
all the slaver work was also that, teach to the girls, takes a long deep breath
while speaks" now tell me Rowena .. and speak without fear .. if you was me .. and see a girl like you .. without know
nothing of you, what you would though about all that story uh?" smiles now
as speaks, his hand move on the deep scar that cross his chest while, that
weather and temperature was making his scar itchy
Rowena (rowan.held) stiffened again,
his words making it clear that he had indeed been assessing her as if she were
nothing but an animal, a commodity to be bought and sold. She did try to settle her frostiness though,
she sure wasn't going to convince him to help her if she alienated him. "Were I in your position, Sir, I do not
know what I would think. My father's
business was not that of the blue and gold, but in other trades". Of course, she did note his comment about how
slaves came from more than just the pens.
She took another tactic, sly smile upon her face. "Surely, if the intent were to enslave
me, would the brand not already be on my thigh?
Would I have not had that requisite beating a slave gets to let her know
she can, and will, be beaten? Would he
not have immediately set about opening me?", she blushed hotly at that
last part. "No, I think it is
reasonable he has other intents, don't you? I do not know what ransom the
slaver is intending to demand of my father", yeah, she was still totally
convinced there had to be some reason, ANY reason,
other than enslavement, that had brought her to this condition, she was in
total denial about what was happening to her, a denial the slaver had been carefully
toying with, letting her maintain some measure of modesty at times, and ripping
it away at others, dangling the prospect of regaining full freedom mingled with
the threat of the inevitability of his intentions with her. "Surely whatever ransom he may demand,
my father would pay double to see my expedient, and unharmed, return to his
home. Of course, if you could remove
this tag from my ear, that would be requisite in the whole 'unharmed'
aspect", she turned her head so that detestable metallic leaf could be
seen, hopefully he would come close and untwist the metal wire and pull it from
her ear, she had less than a day before she was certain that hole would heal up
and be as permanent as the scar that lay across his chest which he so casually
scratched.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) laughs
again but that time was just a fun laugh: "im a slaver Rowena, an i can
well understand what your owner trying to do with you, and is to break you
before brand you and open you, for tame a Tharlarion is in need some firm hand
and mind to break the stubborn mind, as well as for a free woman, is not easy
to do and need time" looks at her" after all ..i do not open nor
brand my own slave before a week or two, cause i want to be sure, even if she
is already a slave" walks around till find the kitchen, moves into it and speaks now from there "did you ate
today? "takes just a bowl with fruit from there and nothing more so walks
back outside sitting front of the cage "your attempt to make me free you
are useless Rowena, im not going to do anything of that, i do not need
coins" well yea after all she could not know his past and she could not
know that he had really no problem of coins
Rowena (rowan.held) looked at him, her
expression miffed at his response, she was becoming desperate. Calculating mind was going to work as he
seemed unmoved by the temptation of coins.. He was clearly from the north and
so the offer of a companionship would likely be just as unfruitful in
convincing him to release her, as would any appealing to his sense of the law -
yeah, Rowena was convinced the north lacked any civility and law, a wild land
that was filled with barbarism. She
thought about the disgusting bowl of gruel down in the pen she was forced to
sleep in at night, having managed exactly two swallows of it before the urge to
vomit had overcome her. She watched as
he came out with a bowl of fruit, her mouth watered slightly. "Triple, then", she said now
raising the stakes, surely all men had a price they could be bought for,
right? She was stubborn, high-spirited, and
just plain not willing to bow down and accept there was no way out of this mess
other than enslavement.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
her and pops in his mouth a date, he could see her reaction once saw the fruit
and he was studying her, crosses his leg and tilts his head as he SEEMS
considering her offer just for a few Ehn, his behave, his manner, was all but
northern, just his accent and his body could tell it, after all he grew up in a
south city for almost half of his life and he took also his father caste that
was NOT the slaver, relaxed with his manners totally in contrast with his
accent, so looks at her and smiles "i tell you something about me Rowena,
i just gone to the bank here and dropped there all my coins, the banker almost
dropped the red carpet of an high caste cause of the amount of them, and trust
me .. i no need coins at all"
Rowena (rowan.held): well, Rowena was
at a loss when he pointed out he had no need of coins, and of course she was
watching him eat the fruit, her chocolate gaze looked at the bowl again, she
had a fondness for the tart bite of tospit and was curious if there was any in
the bowl, not that she would so much as ask for a piece, too proud for such a
thing. Rowena, being a merchant herself
and a free woman who had never been touched by a man - ok, well, not until the
last couple of weeks when the slaver seemed to delight in touching parts of her
to see her reaction, she had no concept of the things a man might consider a
fair offer, she dealt in coins, that was all.
The worst thing a merchant could do was give the negotiating power to
the other party, but sometimes it became necessary, her words were soft,
somewhat cold as she said "Then what, do tell, Sir, would be an offer you
considered worthy of assisting me out of this mess? It was not as if I did something to be
brought up on charges of conduct becoming a slave, I have been, for my entire
life, a proper free woman". One of
the few places Rowena remembered from
the day the slaver had taken her out into the city, was the location of the
bank, just beyond the raised pond out front - that made her blush, recalling
that shortly after point that out, he had ripped her top off in order to ensure
she was so flustered that she could not pay attention to the rest of the 'tour'
he gave one of the kennel slaves; aware she had been trying to formulate an
escape route the moment he had taken her beyond the kennel walls.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
her, after all seems she was telling the truth or she was really a fool girl to
lie like that, tilts his head and smiles: "Rowena, im not going to put my
finger between a brother in caste and his captive, as i would like the same
done with me, i would be pissed and more if some one would free my captive, and
you would not like to see an hungry northern man" looks her smiling
"i spent half of my life on north growing up and training as a strong
northern man, so i followed my father's Caste
that wasnt a northern man before .. so i had to follow the south ways to
grew up as Physician .. i had to study in the strongest academy and work hard
to gain my Caste" he now was telling her a bit of his life ..and was clear
that now he wasnt more a Physician
Rowena (rowan.held): That was a new
wrinkle in her plan, caste loyalty - ok, so she would have to hope someone from
another caste, a man, would come into the kennel and be amenable to her
pleadings and offers. She sighed
heavily, realizing this man was not going to be one that would help her out,
northern life, training as a physician and now... a slaver. She was rankled by the inability to convince
him to help her out, and in the true fashion of a free woman (especially one
forgetting she was garbed and caged as a slave now) pulled out the verbal edge
of her words "Oh, so from a high caste physician to a lowly slaver,
eh?" she said. It took about half
an ihn to realize she probably shouldn't goad the man, and she stepped back
from the front of the cage, nearly tripping from the short length of chain that
so limited her movements and yet had been slowly working to adjust her gait to
a more sensual and appealing motion from the rigid posture of a free woman.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) smiles
looking her as her words do not really touched him nor his honor, tilts his
head and puts his elbows against his knees pushing his torso forward: "you
should know what mean have a strong drop ... from a Free Woman .. to a
slave" grins at him "the difference is that .. i decided to drop into
a Slaver Caste cause was in need of my former city, there wasnt any and so i
got the place, i was sure my Apprentice Physican could take care of the
Infirmary, this is called .. loyalty for the city Rowena, but i can always
claim my Caste in a few Ehn if i would like, but i found out that i like
instead train the slaves" laughs a bit
Rowena (rowan.held): As much as she had
been trying to irritate him and failed, his words hit the mark, she understood
the snide remark on her own drop from free to slave, except... yeah, she was
~not~ yet a slave, and would fight tooth and toenail to prevent that from
happening. Granted, there were stirrings
in her that she had not yet been able to identify, sensations and feelings that
made her convinced she was randomly suffering from food poisoning in the way it
made her belly clench as if she wanted to throw up at times, and she was in
full on denial about that, not to mention, she had no name for those reactions,
the pampered and protected life of as the daughter of a merchant who had no
reason to be told anything beyond the rudimentary duties expected of her as a
companion at some distant point decades down the road. She had a disdain for slaves, particularly
the ones who seemed all too eager to satiate the desires of a man, and it
showed on her face as she asked, quite directly "Why? Why on Gor would you find the training of a
mere slave to be more fulfilling than the joys of healing, of curing the
afflicted and injured?"
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) takes a
tospit between his fingers and looks at her while eat, pops it in his mouth and
smiles: "because Slavers are always useful in every place you go,
Physicians are every were instead, even if i was Head of Physician in the city
of Ti (the old one not the new one) i trained my Apprentice well to take my
place, its hard instead to find good Slavers that do not want just to put a
girl in their bed and use them, and .. for what i can see, the Slaver here and
if i got it right, your owner, is not one of this, as he do not opened you yet
.. the same i would do and this is something very important, the Physician work is in a way almost the
same, instead, train a slave is different, cause you have front of you lot of
personality, lot of characters, lot of behave, and is also a challenge for me
to break every single behave" looks at her and smiles, so gets a tospit
and moves to the cage holds it between his fingers near to her lips
Rowena (rowan.held) watched as he ate
that bit of fruit, her favorite. It
wasn't one many enjoyed, the tartness making one's mouth pucker, but Rowena
wasn't exactly the standard person either.
She had never stood in a nightgown on a high bridge at night hoping to
hear the tarn whistle high above, she was not one who casually let her veil
'slip' from her face in the company of a man, she had turned down every offer
of companionship in her life, unmotivated to explore the life of a companioned
woman - yes, she was unlike almost everyone she knew back home in Ar. Her expression made clear that it almost
caused a physical pain as she watched him eat that morsel. She couldn't find fault in his logic, she had
known many slavers of course, as a merchant that couldn't be helped, and most
of them indeed seemed to view a kennel as their own personal playground of
sluts to choose from, it was one of the reasons Rowena had done her best to
avoid doing any business with slavers.
However, hearing this man's philosophy, and that he was recognizing a
similar trait in the slaver here? That
did not exactly help her feel confident in getting out of those clothes and
into robes any time soon. Her eyes
widened when he stood up, holding that piece of tospit and moving to the cage,
his arm extending into the cage. Without
thinking, she took a step closer. Oh
those subtle changes the slaver had been so carefully orchestrating in her
behavior, she almost took it from the man's hand with her lips. She caught herself and tried to reach her
hand up to take it with her fingers, but the sirik pulled her reach up short,
if she wanted that tart treat, she had only one way to get it. Her gaze went to his face and he could
probably see the confusion and annoyance.. and hunger.. in her eyes, the veil
would be problematic even if she tried to grasp it with her lips, he would..
have... to.... feed her. Her cheeks
burned with furious shame.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) he do not
speak at all, his gaze was intense and deep in her eyes, there wasnt any angry
or any wish to hurt her, as she try to get it with her finger he pulls it back
a bit so to make her clear what she had to do, he could see her confusion and
her inner fight but he do not change any expression, calm and relaxed like
while try to "tame" a scared kailla, looks at her while moves it back
again near her lips looking her movements without move more, if she would try
again to get it with her fingers he would just pull it back again
Rowena (rowan.held): Men really had no
concept of how hard it was to eat with a veil on, even when one had use of
their hands - let alone how hard it was without hands. Then again, he was a slaver, and apparently
the same sort as the one who held her captive.
He would force her to have to accept the humiliation of trying to step
up on tip toes to lift the edge of the veil over his hand in order to expose
her mouth to the fruit, that soft sheer material dancing over his wrist. Tears burned her eyes but pride refused to
let them fall as she did exactly that, moving slightly closer and lifting
upward so she could manipulate the veil.
She closed her eyes, unable to look at him as he forced her to take the
fruit from his hand with her lips, and half expecting him to pull it away in a
cruel taunt. That shame at what she was
being reduced to gave her face a warm red glow, the heat likely enough for him
to feel it from her cheeks as she tried to take the fruit as delicately as
possible and without letting her lips actually touch his flesh.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) instead he
let her get the fruit without pull it away, he could see her face, every single
emotions could be read in her face at least the one she let visible, do not
speak at all till she got the fruit between her lips feeling the soft touch of
that almost transparent veil that tickles his wrist, so steps back and sit
looking deep in her eyes: "see what i meant? how i could try that feeling
of let a Free Woman eat from my fingers, if i was a Physician" did he actually
used her as example, yes indeed, smiles at her now popping in his own mouth
also a tospit bite
Rowena (rowan.held): Oh she tried hard
to control her reaction, but hearing him point out what she had just done, what
he had.. forced her to do? It struck,
and it struck deeply. There was a
hiccuped sob from her throat as she pulled the fruit into her mouth, for a
terrifying moment she felt like she might accidentally choke on it. The tangy tartness of it flooded her mouth,
but it felt.. bitter at the same time, the bitterness of the humiliating way he
had forced her to take that fruit. She
was a beautiful contradiction, proud and humbled, beautiful and unaware of it,
trying to convince herself - and him - that she was stronger than she was, when
her delicate femininity was on full display in the silks about her body. She took a small step backward, that tag in
her ear brushed her neck again and added to the color of her face. There was something.. obscene.. in the
playful way he too took a piece of the fruit, as if to drive home his point,
that she had that piece because of his hand, and his hand alone.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
her and smiles: "calm down Rowena .. you exploring a new world .. that you
want it or not, instead fight it you should just let yourself go and enjoying
the embrace, would be less painful for you Rowena" Takes a deep breath
while pops another date in his mouth this time, leave some tospit in the bowl
and puts it front of the cage for her, so sits again and crosses his arms
"tell me when is supposed to arrive the other Slaver? and .. did you know
how many slaves are in the actual Stock?" smiles now relaxing with his
stomach "full"
Rowena (rowan.held): There was a hint
of truth in his words, part of her knew it.. if she just.. gave up... and ..
got it over with. No, she shook her
head, that internal battle in her mind played out in the actions in a way that
he could see, even though she was being worn down, she had not yet embraced
fate. Oh, good plan, pull her mind back
from that edge, just as the slaver did, dance her close to the edge, pull her
back.. each time pushing her further toward the future and not quite letting
her return as close to the free woman she had been; asking about stock and
such, triggered the merchant mind.
"As to the time he arrives?
I do not have a chronometer, however, the position of the sun tells me
.. any time now. And the number of
stock?" she had to think, how many had she met? Four, maybe five, and who knows how many
more? "There are four or five, and
more seem to arrive in a constant flow of flesh", her tone was
disapproving.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) nods
hearing her words and so stands pulling the chair back where he found it, puts
so his back against the wall in a waiting position while looks at her:
"and so we will know if your story is true or not .. but remember i will
also tell him your try to pay me for escape from him Rowena" in his
baritone voice a warning hint as he nods as well about the stock "good..
this is a good amount to work with" nods again while smiles
Rowena (rowan.held) paled, whiter than
a corpse beneath the harsh glare of a full moon, she gave a terrified shake of
her head, that damned metal tag jingling in her ear in response as a hushed
whisper passed her lips fearfully "oh please.. please do not. no, please". She had no idea what the slaver would do if
he found something like that out, but
she had a feeling she would not like the result. Then again, he probably knew she would try
anything to get back into a full set of robes and on a ship back home. Who could really say at that point.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) bursts out
laughing so strong to fill the room: "Girl you already begging for save
your ass?" shakes his head and looks at her "as i told you before, i
wont hide nothing to one of my future brother in Caste, as i would like he wont
do with me " ooks so the Guard who let him in and speaks with him (NPC)
"and remember if i find out you lied to me Guard.. i will cut your balls
..and now you know that i can do it very well making you suffer lot" that
was one of the thing why he left as Physician but who knew that .. none at the
moment
Rowena (rowan.held) pursed her lips, just..
as the slaver walked in. She scooted to
the very back of the cage, fearful this was going to be a very unpleasant
moment.. or.. entire day. She went
silent, wanting to get a feel for how this was going to play out before she
said another word, those soft brown eyes carefully taking in expressions and
postures of both men.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) walked into
the upper level, hearing voices. The
strange man got a curious look and seeing his Rowena in the cage was even more
startling. "Tal Sir,
Rowena." He remained rather cool,
perhaps even stiff. "May I assist
you in some endeavor?" he inquired, politely, obviously nonplussed by the
situation
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks a
man come in the door and he now steps closer: "Tal Sir, its a pleasure to
meet you finally" moves his hand out for him to get it or not "sure
you can Sir, im indeed looking to join as Slaver in the kennel Sir, i already presented
my application to the Scribe and was already allowed and so i will have to
speak to the Head Caste of the Merchant" Curls his nose a bit as he do not
liked that idea "but of course i wanted also to meet you as if all will
work out we may work together in the kennel"
Rowena (rowan.held): Ever the mind that
calculated, she was trying to determine if there was some way she could play
the two of them off one another in a convoluted scheme to get one or the other
to get that tag out of her ear and let her run back to Ar. At least she was safely in the cage at the
moment, hadn't been stripped and whipped, branded or stuck in a cage naked
outside - so that was a bonus. She
glared at the stranger that spoke to the slaver, his threats to her still
simmered in her mind.. The slaver
himself, at least, did not seem too bothered by things, if he was shocked at
her in the cage, he hid it well. Maybe
they would be likely typical men, decide to share a drink and a slave from the
kennels, and conveniently forget she was in the cage there - she stayed quiet,
almost trying to will that outcome into reality.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) took a single
step closer to the man, his own hand grabbing the man's wrist. "Charmed." he answered, "Have
you been waiting over long for my arrival?" He would hold the wrist for a couple of ihn
before he released it. "Where do
you come from, tell me of your Father's Caste, his house and such." Yeah,
old school style, that was just how Alesandro rolled. Once his arm was released he would open the
cage and let his captive out. "You responsible for this?" he asked
as well.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
him and squeezes his wrist too with a strong grip but without hurt him, so
nods: "yes indeed Sir, the girl was pretending to be a free woman and
tried to pay me to escape so that i could bring her back home" laughs hard
and so clears his throat "my father's Caste was the Physician Caste Sir,
so i was a Physician for long time in the City of Ti, as Head Caste, till i
dropped my Caste to find myself something useful as there was already plenty of
Physician where i was before, my Apprentice took my place as Head and i became
Head of the kennel of the City" shrugs a little bit
Rowena (rowan.held): Crap, so much for
the protection of the cage - weird to even consider the cage a protection. She stepped out, unaware that she was obeying
his unspoken instruction given by simply opening the cage. Oh the insidious ways he was manipulating her
behaviors. She did not, however,
immediately go to her knees once outside the cage. It took about 5 ihn to remember what had
happened the last time she had not done so, her hands tried to reach up, a
subconscious effort to cover her breasts that he had exposed as punishment. She obviously could not reach them and the
sirik jangled with her movement. With a
look of frustration on her face, she went to her knees, more gracefully than in
weeks past, but she still kept her knees and thighs pretty much glued together,
pinching the belt between her legs and wincing softly. And there it was, right out of the gate, he
tattled on her. The guard at the door
was certainly not going to let her out of the building, and the sirik with its
short chains would not allow for quick movement. Instead, she just knelt there trying for all
she was worth to appear brave and unflustered ... and not completely panicked.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) was well
pleased by the girl's exit, although less so, by what the man said about her
attempt to escape. "Bracelets"
he told the woman. He would pull a pair
off of his belt, bend over her form, and lock them in place. "She did not, quite lie, and as you are not of Ar, there is no hardship in knowing. This was the proud Lady Rowena, Merchant of
Ar. She was so arrogant, that she turned
away every suitor for her hand and drove
her best friends to a raging fury."
He smiled at that. "They paid me
well to accept her custody. To get her
out of their City." He considered the man thoughtfully. "So, a Physician, from Ti. Was that the Owain's Ti?" He asked after
the ubar and ubara, or whatever title they used there.
Rowena (rowan.held) grimaced, he seemed
so..... calm and collected, that was somehow a bit more worrisome than if he
had at least glared at her. She was a
woman of Gor, smaller and weaker, posing no problem as he simply bent over her
and secured her wrists at the small of her back. She fumed and was red in the face as the
slaver explained who she was; ok, so it was good that he actually validated
what she had told him, but the other details?
Were those really necessary?
Nothing like the silence of mostly being ignored to make one's mind
wander down all the possible paths this wrinkle could lead, and she had no
indication at all from the slaver what particular reaction he was having to the
news that she had tried to buy her way out of his grasp.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) takes a
deep breath and so shakes his head: "that is the new one Sir, im speaking
of the older one that was destroyed unfortunately" Takes out a scroll
showing the Ubar sign and seal in taking so a breath "ohh well so her
story is a bit different .. or well i can understand now why she was captured
from her wagon" nods as see what he was doing with her and looks so
the Guard (NPC) speaking to him
"you safe" so looks back to Alesandro "but let tme introduce
myself Sir, im Adilah Hernik Sir" smiles relaxed while closes the cage
behind him
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) straightened
up, he tended to be rather security conscious.
He looks for the scarf that she should be wearing, as he straightened
up. "well met Adilah Hernik,
"I am Alesandro of Athos. My father
has the House of the Brass Lamp, in Thentis." It was an old house as slave
houses went, even if it did not actually exist in second life. "You have much experience at this sort
of work?" he asked.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) indeed the
scarf was on top of the lever frame while speaks: "well met Alesandro, im
working as Slaver from like" Starts to makes some count in his mind and so
takes a deep breath "like 20 vars, more or less if i remember well"
smiles as now was clear that he ws not that young
Rowena (rowan.held) just.. stayed ..
quiet. Kings but that was hard, yet
again more proof that the slaver's actions were influencing her behaviors - a
few weeks earlier, she likely wouldn't have shut up for anything, demanding to
be turned loose. Her gaze followed the
other man's movements, what was it he had said, his name was Adilah Henrik? yes, she was pretty sure that's what it was,
from Ti. That scarf, as awful as it was,
so slavelike it the softness and sheerness, at least made her -feel- like she
had more covering on her than she actually did, her back was clearly exposed,
shoulder blades, all the way down to just above her ass - unconscionable in her
opinion, and the absence of the scarf let every air current brush her skin with
its caress. Once again her gaze moved to
the lever, the material there. Did she
actually ~want~ that thing on her? Well,
yeah, she sort of did, but not because it made her feel all pretty and
slave-ish, but for the hint of protection it seemed to make her feel from the
eyes of men.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks at
him and smiles nodding a few time: im planning to meet the Head Merchant in
this hours, but i have now to rest a bit ((need to change my pc and get my son
from camp)) i will be around here as soon also as i find a good house that can
take" smiles to him and looks down to the girl and seeing her breasts
naked he smiles a bit
Rowena (rowan.held) flinched, composure
broken as he reached down and removed those pieces of fabric that had been
hiding her breasts, and when he draped the scarf over her, she felt that
softness graze every part of her body, including her nipple, as if it were the
delicate caress of a lover - something she had no experience with. Her posture slumped slightly and she
swallowed hard, her mind trying to keep herself in check with rationalizations
as she said over and over and over in her mind "it's just your breasts, it
could be worse, just your breasts, could be worse", and she fought against
even envisioning in just what ways "worse" could be exacted against
her. Even staring at the ground, she
could feel the strangers eyes on her and that made it even more
uncomfortable. But, she held her tongue.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) as seems
he almost crashed in a deep sleep on the first chair once he woke up scratches
his head and grin: "oh armm sorry about that uh i was in a way super
tired" laughs so strong now while walks for the door" i will look
around so to see how the stocks work outside the kennel and see if i can find
the head Merchant
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) let a smile
touch his lips. "Much better
Rowena." he murmured, looking as
the other woke. "Fair enough" he answered. "I am looking forward to visiting with
you again. "
Rowena (rowan.held) just knelt there
quiet, face aflame as she had her head down, and clearly able to see her bared
breast.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) smiles:
"of course yes, i would like to speak with you on how you run the kennel
and what is your way to train them of course, so we are both together on the
same line Alesandro" smiles to him while steps out "see you in an Ahn
i hope to find him sooner than that but who know" laughs so strong
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) nodded. "Yes, I have some quirks, that many less
experienced slavers find to be deal breakers for them. Be Well Adilah
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) laughs
hard while walks off: "ohh nothing is strange for a northern man Alesandro
Rowena (rowan.held) stayed still as the
slaver walked around the room, she was hoping he'd forget she was there, forget
what he'd been told by the other man and mostly just forget whatever designs he
had laid out for her. she tugged at her
wrists, bound behind her at the small of her back, ugh, awful. it made her breasts stand out all the more,
and the leather straps beneath her breasts were just... LIFTING them up like ..
like.. begging them to be fondled.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) came back
before the girl. He just stared at her
for a moment. Contemplating her. "Your tits are looking marvellous."
he told her. He drew closer, and dropped
to one knee. His hand catching, cupping,
and then turning and lifting so he could see her face. He seemed intent on staring at her, his
expression showing he was quite engaged.
"I think you might be a gold girl." That was a fair bit of coin for a slave,
particularly in this glutted market.
"Yes, you have become more beautiful" he told her. "Heel" it was all he said as he
walked out the door. She could comply,
or ignore him. She likely feared that
she was in some terrible trouble for her attempted escape, but he expected her
to try something, and frankly was surprised that it took so long.
Rowena (rowan.held) felt the blush of
humiliation as he tipped her face to look at
her, to see the reaction to his words as they danced across her
face. Was it only humiliation though? was there a glimmer of some sort of..
positive.. reaction to his words, some subtle clench in her belly that he might
feel vibrate through her? She rose,
figuring at some point there was going to be a consequence - but..... maybe it
was the shameful way he had her displayed, inviting strangers to look upon her. She followed him, arms still bound behind her
back, well aware there was no way to run in such condition.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) looked up
from her lists as she heard the approach of footsteps.Her lips curling in
smile. "Tal Sir, I hope the day finds you well, it feels unusually
warm." With the hand not clasping a dozen bits of parchment she wafted at
her face for a moment. She then bobbed her head in the direction of the slave.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) came over to
the railing near the cafe, and settled in.
A smile met the pair, "Tal.
I trust all is well in the city?" he asked. snapping a bit, at Rowena, his finger
pointing to the ground. "Indeed
lady, all is well, the slaves are settling well under my hand, or so I
believe."
Rowena (rowan.held): sullenly, and with
no small amount of fear too, she followed the man. When he stopped, she moved around behind him,
doing her best to keep his body between herself and anyone else, for that tiny
measure of feeling like it was .... .less easy.. to see her. She was pretty sure she was going to be in
trouble at some point, and was currently waiting as if the wrath of the Priest
Kings themselves was about to rain down upon her. She kept glancing to the stairs, so close..
and yet it might have been 1000 passangs away for all the chance she would have
of making it up them. Time was just
about gone for her and she knew it, was she brave enough to dare attempt to
sway help from someone else with him standing right there? She caught the other woman's silent
acknowledgment and look at her - her expression plainly pleading that the woman
realize there was something amiss. The
snap of the slaver's fingers got her attention and without thinking, she went
to her knees, still that same careful attention to keeping her legs closed but
there was no mistaking that she moved with much more grace, even with her arms bound
behind her back.
Kari McCloud (crusadur): - "One
would hope so, but you never know with slaves..." his voice bellowed from
the last time he spoke, but as more and more words escaped his lips, his voice
lessened in harshness till it got back to his usual tone. Kari's eyes dropping
to the girl that was at Alesandro's feet. He had seen her before but at the
first encounter he didn't care to ask, "That one there, is she not of the
kennels?" he asked as his eyes lifted back up to Alesandro
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) looked back
at Rowena, the silver claiming tag hanging in her ear. The capture collar still locked on her
throat. "Nope, she was a special
order I received, a gift from some acquaintances of mine, in Ar. She is a lovely thing, isn't she?" He
left it at that, not caring to go into details.
She was his, it was enough.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) gave the
girl a second glance, "She is kneeling and not waffling on about all
manner of odd things, I am not displeased." She looked back to her
companion. "Was that other fellow a Slaver?" she asked, turning as
the bell rang and looking down into the market and for the source of the sound.
Rowena (rowan.held) fumed, hearing his
words. "I was stolen from a wagon
on the way to the Sardar, Sir" she said hastily, she was.. desperate
enough to risk the consequences, her voice full of fear and pleading. "Please" she cried out. She was well aware she was far from the
protection of the law in her Home Stone, and here she was likely nothing but a
captive who had no rights at all but.. she had to try. Her gaze went frantically to the slaver and
back to the other man. She caught her
bottom lip in her teeth, the set of her luscious lips visible through the sheer
veil on her face. Her gaze ran to the
free woman as well, hoping there was some hint of help from either of them and
knowing, now that she had spoken, if help was not given, it was likely.... she was
in deeeeep shit.
Kari McCloud (crusadur): /me's weary
eyes looked from Alesandro to his companion, choosing to answer her first.
"Yes he was. And quite a friendly one too from the looks of it." With
that said he once more looked at Alesandro then nodded once. His gesture being
met with the pleading of the slave. Blinking once, as his eyes opened, they
were looking at the girl. "That is none of my business, unlike most
warriors I'm not swayed by a pretty face and a sad story. Save your tales for
your owner, not I." it was all he had to say in response to that.
Shrugging lightly at her then looking to Alesandro to share a flash of a smile.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) would not
even give the girl a second glance at the outburst. It was none of her
business, she turned pointedly from the slave, leaving the men to deal with
such matters. Her attention pulled instead to the familiar descending figure.
"Ah, Lady Tassy, how pleasant to see you. I do hope you are well?"
she would inquire. "I believe I caught sight of your daughter yesterday
once more, I am glad she has decided to stay for a day, or two and that the
discussions did not put her off."
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) walks
following them and smiles peeking time in time around and looking the new faces
or the faces he already knew
αгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai) approached
the group just in time to hear the slap. She would glance towards the slaver,
but seeing it was but a slave she turned her attention towards Bailey."
Hm, Tal. My day has been alright so far." She let out a small tut of air
as she moved over closer to her friend." Now, you wouldn't think that a
child of mine would be driven off so easily, would you?" She would glance
then to Kari and simply have him a wave
of her gloved hand." You simply do not understand."
Shaielle Elentiya Skehan
(tiara.platthy): Shai nodded as she passed the crowd...."Safe
winds..." she mumbled.
Rowena (rowan.held) knelt there,
absolutely mortified. Her face burned
from the blow of the slaver's hand, the humiliation of realizing there wasn't a
person present likely to help her out of this mess.. and worse? more and more people seemed to be arriving in
the immediate vicinity.. She tried to
shrug her shoulders again, anything to make even that little bit of silk over
her shoulder cover more of her body.
Silent tears pooled in her eyes, the jangle of that horrible tag in her
ear seemed louder than the words being spoken around her. Through the puddle of tears, everyone around
seemed to shimmer in her vision and she just stayed silent.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) scratches
his head looking what happening there and nods to Kari's words he just got
moving through the crowd following Reinhart, he could hear the slap and looks
so to Rowena before looks to Shaielle and Reinhart waiting for them
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) gave her
companion a look. "No one hit anyone, we were using our words... I class
that as a discussion." She would bob her head and then look back to
Arella. "Yes...
Bethany did say she wondered if the larma had fallen far from
the tree...though we will not reference what the hairdresser was
referencing." Bailey twitched. "I was hoping to ask a few pertinent
questions before she left..." aka, she wanted to snoop for gossip.
Shaielle Elentiya Skehan (tiara.platthy):
Shai looked to the Slaver...."Sir, Let us go to the office I will help you
the best as I can..." she smiled and gestured kindly for him to follow hwe
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) smiles and
nods while steps forward to follow her
Kari McCloud (crusadur) turned his head
to the Skehans and the new slaver. He'd lift a
hand in greeting then lean his head a bit to the right as he listened to
Tassy and his companion. "You're right I won't understand, thank the
priest kings. - Men too bicker among each other for far more petty things. It's
something I'd never comprehend because of the fact that I never had nor would I
participate in such squabbles.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) realized the
two were in a private conversation and kept his own mouth shut. He was curious her Shi was going or what she
hoped to do with Ari but hey. That too,
was private although anything to do with the slave house, was his business.
αгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai) let her
attention drift back over towards Alesandro upon hearing him speak. Her odd
look was masked by the fabrics,
thankfully. " Any pot girls in yet?" she would question before her
gaze shifted down to the woman at his feet. Hidden orbs narrowed with a hidden
disgust. Was it the bare breasts that irritated the woman? No, it was the veil
that had caught her attention. Bailey and Kari both caught her attention and
caused her to pull the glare from the slave and look upon them once more.
" Hmm? Discussions are good for the brain and help people grown
intellectually." She would state offhand to Kari before giving Bailey an
odd look." What does that merchant think she knows about me or my family?
Just a little worm trying to buy its way into the higher castes." she
scoffed before making a motion towards the slaver and slave, her voice dipping
lower" And why is there a slave wearing a veil? Disrespectful."
Rowena (rowan.held) had effectively
been rendered mute, either by the surprise of his backhand or his command to
stay silent - did it matter which was the causative factor really? Perhaps also a bit deaf as she could not make
heads or tails of the conversation, too caught up in that oppressive realization
that she was out of time and options. At
hearing the woman in green speak, it did not even fully register that she was
referring to Rowena, for the woman was not yet a slave, and she was desperately
trying to come up with some plan to prevent that fate... but it was mostly
amounting to spinning wagon-wheels in the muck of the delta for all the
effectiveness of her schemes.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) her lips
tightened. "I did say it was not her business to go poking into. I hope
she has no skeletons in her closet." Bailey would sigh. "She is a
most peculiar Lady, one moment I do not much mind her, the next she is scalping
your slave, or sticking her fingers up your companions nose." Her head
gave another shake.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) grew a large
and toothy grin that was aimed at Tassy.
"My fence, I can paint it as I like" He explained to her. The veil was sheer, meant to expose her face,
making a mockery of the veil she once wore.
"I do have some useful pot girl, three of them, any particular
trait you want?" he asked Tassy
LadyDarcia came up the steps and looked
around my eyes fell on my Mother, drew a breath but stayed back this was
difficult for sure, listened to the conversation that was going on
Gwyen Namaar Vancius and Wrexan
(gwyen.hausdorff): Listened to the ladies talk and mumbled to herself "I
had nothing to do with my mother having that child" and the sound of the
mumble was one of frustration and at the end of her rope.
aгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai): /me's
gaze narrowed towards Bailey as the question seemed to be avoided, or atleast
she didn't get the answer that she sought." You know, I had a slave tell
me that the merchant and magistrate have been residing in the same home, or
atleast having meetings without proper family escort." She scoffed once
more." She does not wish to keep up these little games. I will bury
her." Her tone had shifted a bit harsher sounded. Her head then snapped
towards the slaver once more as she crinkled up her nose." Yes, paint it
as you like" she grumbled at him, the tone having eased once more. "
What sort of traits, it is a pot girl, they can't have that many choices."
She noticed her daughter nearby and simply gave her a slight dip of the head.
Rowena (rowan.held): ok, she -heard-
that, did he really just compare her .. to.. a.. FENCE? She may be on the verge of realizing there
was a radical shift on the immediate horizon for her, but that didn't quell
what she was, it did not erase the righteous fury of a free woman. She choked it down, that damnable sheer veil
hiding none of her expressions or the flash of her eyes. "Yes, get angry Rowena", she told
herself, anger was the last defense she had against the crushing weight of the
inescapable reality that raced toward her like a Thalarion intent upon
shredding everything about her, no small correlation between what the slaver
likely had planned for the woman, to shred everything about the life she had
had, and replace it with the one he wanted for her; naked and in chains.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) waved a bit
at the physician. "Lady.
It is good to see you again."
He glanced back at the one at his feet.
He had to get her checked out so he could register her, the clock was
ticking on that. He then turned to the
other lady. "Ah Lady Darcia, it is
good to see you again." He smiled easily before checking in with
Kari. "Any plans for a
ceremony?" He asked he meant the Home Stone Swearing there were a few who
had come here, and easier to do this in small batches.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) made a soft
"oooo"of a sound, her mouth falling to hang open in a similar shape.
"Living together... before they are companioned? No, and does her family
know?" Sheepishly she looked over at Gwyen, part in concern, part wanting
to gauge her reaction. "Lady Gwyen, indeed, very pleasant to see
you," she would chirp as if they had not just been discussing the possibly
questionable behavior of the ladies sister.
Gwyen Namaar Vancius and Wrexan
(gwyen.hausdorff): Looked to the slaver and gave a nod "Good to see you
too Sir. I hope all is well"
Greetings Sirs" she said to the Ubar
first and then the other men.
Greetings Ladies and Kajira"
Smiled and heard Bailey - I do not know her family other then my
biological mother was part of it. Not my
fault on that one." nods Figured it
was Beth they spoke of she was a grown woman and Gwyen was letting the chjps
fall where they may backing herself away from that situation.
Kari McCloud (crusadur): - "Are
you talking about Draco's slave? She told you that?" Kari's brows furrowed
a bit then he let out an ominous laugh. If Tassy thought that the words of that
slave held weight then she was mistaken. Kari himself had the slave tortured
for a whole day and she still refused to tell the truth. Wiping the smile from
his face as he composed himself his head turned to Alesandro. "I will have
the first boy parade through the streets and announce that one will be held
this weekend. It has been a while, it's best I do it now before I have a five
ahn swearing ceremony again..."
LadyDarcia smiled at the Slaver ''Tal
Sir, well thank You'' lied easily, continued to listen to the conversation
tilting my head a little, returned to standing back quickly until i was spoken
too
Reinhart R. Skehan (reinhartrose):
"Tal everyone..." he said to all who were present. He then looked
over to the Ubar and the Ubara, "Where did the new slaver go?" He
asked to know as he brought him here to introduce him to the city and the other
slaver.
αгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai) couldn't
help but smirk some upon hearing the ubara. She glanced in her direction and
rolled her shoulders." I have no idea. It isn't like I mingle with her
family." In truth she had no idea who the woman was even related to. She
glanced to kari slightly and shook her head" I don't think it was his
slave...I didn't even know he had a slave." She then glanced back to her
daughter and waved her over." Get over here." She ordered the woman
in that stern, motherly way of hers.
Rowena (rowan.held): Fury for the woman
was fading faster and faster each time it rose within her, that constant talent
of the slaver in pushing her.. then drawing her back, a swing between extremes,
and in so doing was slowly etching away at her, reshaping her. For instance, in her flash of anger, she had
managed to forget for a few moments, that she was all but naked out in public
and then it dawned on her again and a fresh crimson blush painted her cheeks;
she was trying to not breath now, or at least take small enough breaths that it
didn't move her shoulders, and by extension, her breasts. She once again returned to wishing to see the
flash of blue flame... or a giant hole open up beneath her knees. Damn it all, she was on her knees. Ooops, another flash of anger, more
short-lived than the last. Glad eyes
weren't on her at least, nor the conversation.
LadyDarcia pulled myself up right a
little trying not to slump, it was one of the Womans pet peeves, moved over to
Her quickly and drew a breath, the relationship had always been testing with
Her but at the moment happy just to see Her again ''Tal Mother i hope Your
well'' stood by Her side
Kari McCloud (crusadur): - "Your
companion said something about going to the office, so I assume she meant the
Merchant's office." He said to Reinhart with a polite smile on his face.
Kari's legs locked at the ankles as he placed his hands, folded by the fingers,
into his lap.
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) her lips
pursed, "Hmm... not denied," she mused to herself more than anyone,
her eyes twinkling as she gave Lady Gwyen another smile. "Which slave was
it? Do you remember their name?" she would ask of Lady Tassy, a little
curious, more as to why this slave was not passing her the same gossip than
anything.
αгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai) tilted
her head some as she looked her daughter over from head to toe. " Where
are your gloves?" She questioned first. There was some love for her child,
somewhere deep down in her cold shell, though it wasn't likely to be seen by
many. " I am well. Did you stay at the inn?" She heard the ubara and
would glance slightly back at her with a roll of her shoulders." Do I look
like the sort to be learning the names of all the slaves?"
Reinhart R. Skehan (reinhartrose):
Reinhart nodded at Kari's answer and then smiled, "Ah great, it seems my
companion is showing some interest in the caste matters..." he chuckled
and then said again, ".. well then I think I will go and see if his
registration went smoothly. I will introduce him to Alesandro later so taht he
can learn more about the kennel system first. Unless you or the Ubara wants to
guide him." He then turned to looked over to the ladies present at the location
and nodded respectfully before he walked off, "I wish you all well for
now."
Rowena (rowan.held) had no idea who the
parties about were, or their connections to one another, unlike her home in Ar
in which she all but maintained charts and graphs of the people in her
circle. She felt like a fish out of water,
and she was, for here she lacked the finer things of her life, and in fact had
-nothing- of her own. Once again, fresh
misery washed over her, replacing the anger that had flared briefly to life.
LadyDarcia dropped my gaze and looked
at my hands ''oh they are in my room'' couldn't help but let out a sigh ''yes
Mother i took a room in the Inn, its paid for another two nights and then i
shall return home'' looked to Bailey and Kari and then to the Woman in Green
''Tal, i hope all is well'' offered a smile from under the veil, at least i had
remembered my hood today.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) had remained
quiet. He too, was still learning about
the citizens. He smiled at Kari,
"Thank you, I will be sure to watch for the crier" he answered, and
then fell silent once more.
Kari McCloud (crusadur) nodded his head
to Lady Darcia. "Your vacation is almost over it seems. Did you get to
view all of what the City had to offer?" he asked the lady. His inner
'tour guide' getting the best of him. It had actually been quite some time
since Kari last gave a tour of the City to visitors.
αгєℓℓα ℓυηαşєα (arella.ohmai): /me's
lips pulled downwards into a frown behind the fabric layers as she heard her
daughters words. " In your room." she repeated as she looked back
upon her once more. " What would your father do if he saw you in such a state
of undress?" She would treat her just like any other woman that she might
cross paths with. " I trust you have had a good stay so far?"
Bailey McCloud (celestinia) frowned.
Her mouth opened for a moment as if she were going to say something, but
thinking better of the plan it closed with a flutter of fabric. She made a
musing sound. Hearing her title she turned to see the departing Head Merchant.
"I think you should be fine to acquaint the man with the Kennels, Alesandro?
You probably know more of the Kennel stock than I now, if that is fine with
you?"
LadyDarcia smiles at the Man ''yes i
have managed to look about the City, it is truly a beautiful place, the
Infirmary is outstanding, but i love the cove'' looked at my Mother ''Sorry i
left in a hurry to find You'' dropped my gaze as She spoke of my Father, my
heart catching in my throat ''i'm sure He wouldn't be happy Mother, do You have
any news on Him? i know You were Companioned to Kron Tower'' let out a breath
angering the Woman wasn't wise, answered the last question with a frown ''my stay
has thrown up a few surprises for sure'' shifted a little
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) gave a smile
to Bailey. "Certainly." he
agreed. "I shall head that
direction,"
Rowena (rowan.held) managed to rock
back slightly, arms bound behind her back, she had managed to gain a new
understanding of her own balance because of that blasted sirik. She hadn't needed his instruction, when he
spoke, she understood, and frankly, she wanted to be away from the eyes of
other people, she had a lot to process in her mind given the condition of her
life at the moment.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) took a seat
and looked at his prize. "Turn,
slowly, I would see all of you." he
told her. He had much on his mind, and
was surprised to not see Tala about.
Rowena (rowan.held) followed him back
into the kennel, it wasn't until she realized that meant they would be alone,
that fear started settling over her again, but at least.. it would be inside,
right? Away from the prying eyes of
anyone else? Nope, he stopped at the
small porch, walled only by lattice work.
She swallowed softly, her eyes were full of worry and sadness but she
obeyed and slowly turned, and managed to not tangle herself up in the chain
between her ankles. She said nothing,
not even sure her voice remembered how to work at the moment.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) watched as
she obeyed, noting her well displayed form, the long skirt set her apart from
the mostly naked slaves. It begged him
to tear it off, He was looking forward
to her opening, something she would be ready for.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) opens the
gate of the lower part of the kennel and so once in locks it behind himself
finding there Alesandro: "well met again Sir, all seems done good and ..
well seems we are going to work together" smiles to him
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) smiled at
that. Is your paper certified by the
scribes?" he asked the girl at his feet, was working hard at being
pleasing. She had had a rough morning, and likely had a great deal to think
about, because the only one who might listen to her, was the one whose feet she
knelt at. "Welcome to the
team"
Rowena (rowan.held): Her face still
burned, but likely it was only from the fresh memory, had he struck her hard
enough to bruise? She couldn't tell, she
had no reference point, having never been struck before in her life, and no
mirrors around to check - not that she wanted to look at herself dressed as she
was, the sheer veil, the uncovered breasts.
She did not even turn when the other man returned, her spirit was close
to being broken, or at least made more malleable to the future she still could
not yet grasp lurked on the horizon of any dawning day now.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) nods a
moment: "i dropped that in the scribe's box, so to being certified, but i
already had the key of the kennel" Steps closer and smiles again
"Thank you so lot" Takes a stop before speak "would you like to
speak about how you run the kennel Sir or you are busy dealing with
Rowena?"
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "Nah,
the lady can await my pleasure." He answered. "Well let me give you the tarsk bit
tour, eh?" he said as he stood
up. "As you can see this is a
display area. In there are the records
that the City requires. Once yours comes
back from the scribes, if you pass it to me, I will see it properly filed" He opened up the pen door and beckoned. "Heel" he called to his prisoner.
Rowena (rowan.held): Her lips pursed at
hearing the other man speak her name.
Some reactions, no matter what she was enduring, would likely hold out
for a very long time, she had no idea that such a thing was likely only added
sport and fun for a man who enjoyed that breaking and molding of a slave, no
fun in one that just ripped off her own robes and threw herself to a man's
feet. She tried, again, to shrug that
silk scarf over a bit, jangling the leaf in her ear again as it kissed the side
of her neck and sent a fresh blush over her face. Her jaw clenched, she tried to just listen to
the conversation of the men rather than amble about in her own mind about what
may, or may not, happen to her. Failing
to move the scarf any, she slumped forward a bit, trying to make her boobs less
noticeable, or maybe even tuck down inside that leather strap that seemed to
have them on a shelf like goods on a market shelf just waiting to be
inspected. Dammit, she rose, rocking
forward a bit more so that they nearly spilled out, then used momentum to
unfold herself and stand to follow, not thinking of it as obeying but only as
... getting inside solid walls.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) laughs:
"sure thing, i will be glad to see around so to get used and learn where
things are
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "So,
straight ahead, the double doors is where we get general freight. Pens to the left, and the room of preparation
on the right. Each girl is responsible
to clean it after their use. The stairs
to the business floor." Saying that he stepped in and moved toward the stairs.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) peeks
inside the pents and so inside the preparation rooms nodding a bit and seeing
well cared, looks back to him and so steps outside smiling: "absolutely
good" so get ready to steps up
Rowena (rowan.held) followed,
silent. staying back away from the two
of them, and deliberately waiting for
both of them to go up the stairs before her. It may have been a subtle sign that she
understood her position, but most likely?
It was because she didn't care to have a man behind her as she went up
the steps, slowly realizing that her gait was changing and there was a sway to
her hips as she walked with her arms bound behind her.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) went up the
steps, his head tipping as he notes his shelves had been tampered with. He grinned as he saw the one that covered
sexual uses, with pictures was moved. He
straightened them out. "I do the
bulk of my business in this room, it is comfortable, easily
accessed." He headed across the floor and walked into the
office. He checked, until he found a
tube full of scrolls and smiled He came back out, and offered the tube to
Adilah Then he headed back to the chairs and took one. "Sit" he told the girl
shia (aisha.gravois) as the mist
cleared she moves to the people gathered "Greetings Masters tal
kajira"
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) takes a
sit and nods listening careful while takes the scroll from
Alesandro nodding as
listens: "this is indeed a good big place so to take care of the slaves
and so to have space to do not let them crowd against our legs" laughs a
bit looking so the just arrived girl
Rowena (rowan.held): She didn't even
try to protest his command, at this point she was realizing it was futile, and
the backhand? Yeah, that had definitely
gotten her attention. She didn't want
another of those, or worse. She moved to
the chair and went to her knees, again that simple motion revealing the form of
her body, the muscled control and sensuality that lay just beneath that cold
hard surface of freedom. She had noticed
the slaver studying his books and her face burned like Lar-Torvis, she
swallowed and really hoped someone else was going to get the blame for that,
she wanted to wipe the memory of what she had seen and read in those books from
her mind, revolting 'education' on sex and discipline. She bristled when she heard the other girl
refer to her as a kajira, and sat straighter - accidentally making that shelved
presentation of her breasts all the more obvious, until she slumped back a bit
more trying to make them ~less~ obvious.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) gave shia a
studied look. "you are?" he
asked, scrambling for a name
shia (aisha.gravois) looks to the
Master who spoke" i have no name Master you took it away"
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks
between the girl and Alesandro and listens careful seeing how he deal with a
slave and how he work out the things so to be sure to do not go against his
work
Rowena (rowan.held): What other changes
had been wrought in the woman in recent weeks?
She did not have a permanent scowl on her face, even despite the attire
she was forced to wear; bit by bit those subtle changes were becoming evident
to her, and had likely been evident to the slaver from the start. Aside from trying to hide what she could of
herself, she wasn't looking perpetually pissed off about it and almost had an
air of resignation to her countenance about the way he had her dress. Thankfully, the other girl's arrival took the
attention to her, no longer figuring the slaver was going to be bothering to
correct any of the slaves on her status, a dark harbinger that freedom, her
freedom.. was on tenuous thread - and he held the scissors to snip it.. She tugged a bit on the shackles behind her
back, her shoulders starting to ache a bit.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) pointed to a
point inbetween the two men. "Come
girl, sit here." he instructed. He
stirred his memory. "I told you the
rules yes?" he asked, unsure of how deep into the intake process that they
had travelled.
shia (aisha.gravois) moved the place
pointed out "yes You did Master"
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks very
careful the girl and noticed the northern brand on her thigh, his eyes runs
back and forward to the girl so to listen careful to Alesandro's words, tilts
his head and takes out a scroll starting to write as more as he can with a coal
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) thought on
that. "Well. Seems I am organized. I have your exam as well. You need to learn the city. So, for the next Ahn or so, you should walk
out and see where things are, after that, I will have you take us to certain
points. Understand? After that, you may beg Adilah to give you a name."
shia (aisha.gravois) looks to the other
slave her position looking uncomfortable , her gaze then going back to the
boots of the slavers , she listens to the slaver "Is the city so huge
Master that it will take that long"she asks her eyes wide
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks to
the girl and so tilts his head a bit but smiles hearing Alesandro's words:
"im sure that you will find the way through it girl, if you want a name,
and im sure, i learnt it easy so to tell you" nods listening Alesandro
shia (aisha.gravois): "then i wsh
You both well and hope to be back within the hour" she speaks as if sure
of herself but knows how easily she gets lost , but as a new girl she is not
going to let on , she rises and heads to the door her belly churning
Rowena (rowan.held) made a face
"so much for that distraction" she clearly thought to herself, her
expression saying what her lips did not.
She took a deep breath, more of a sigh, and just knelt there trying to
-not- look pretty or appealing or.. like she was even there at all. Oh yeah, she was getting really good at
denial.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) considered
where to start. New submissions are
processed as quickly as possible. I do
prefer before the collar, to ask them to submit. It just makes the paper work easier" he
explained. "You good with lock
picks?" Some where some where not, it was not a major issue. "New collar on. Then old collar off, if they were wearing an
old collar. Rowena, please stand and go
over to the shelves, and then just stand there looking lovely, until I call you
back"
Rowena (rowan.held) turned her gaze to
him, for a moment looking icy, and for a moment forget about the backhand, the
words slipped out before the filter between brain and tongue kicked in
"well that shouldn't be too hard".
She leaned forward to get that momentum again, realizing just how that
poured her breasts forward, then rocked back and up to her feet. She was deliberately trying to control her
steps now, having realizing the shift in her gate. Since he did not mention which shelves specifically,
she went to a totally different section and really sincerely hoped the titles
were not as offensive as the ones in the corner where she had curled up in a
pile of books that night.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) listens
careful and nods: "absolutely as soon as possible so to go ahead with the
papers and the other things with Physicians and Scribe" smiles "im
good with them so do not worry about it if need, im also good in open a
northern collar, in every way it was made, of course" chuckles so strong
and so looks to the girl and smiles a little bit before looks him
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) chuckled at
that. "I thought I heard shades of
the Torvald in your accent" he said. "You can find a box of camisks
under the table there" ((we just point the girls to that, as the items are
no trans)) A pile of collars is kept on
the table, there are 7 sizes the most common for the girls and the lads."
He continued. "I take their name,
they may not be named during their Intake process, but upon completing it, they
may beg for one."
Rowena (rowan.held) stood in front of
the books, yes, of course she could read, she was a merchant. She could do all sorts of things like
that. And.. of course, it was like every
single shelf was filled with books on how to use a slave, how to train a slave,
how to discipline a slave, how to enjoy a slave... Clearly books written for
men as it was unlikely many of the slaves would actually be able to read. Kings, she rolled her eyes and stared at the
pillar between the shelves in front of her, deliberately sighing in a dramatic
fashion as if she hadn't a friend in the world - which, aside from Tula? Was probably true. A slave.. someone she now considered a
friend. She gave a soft shake of her
head.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) nods
looking to the stocks and the boxes listening him: "absolutely good, and
yea i was born in a northern Village long ago" chuckles hard while looks
him "absolutely i done the same before, no name till they gain it and so
they may beg it"
Rowena (rowan.held) stuck her tongue
out at the books, not dumb enough to do it to his face. She turned, this time she made no effort to
alter her gait to calm it, instead she moved as if she meant to torment him
with the promise of what she might become - that probably wasn't the smartest
plan, but nothing else she had done seemed to get through his impervious
exterior. She sank to her knees before
him, and kept her legs pressed together.
"yes?" she said with a hint of ice.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) paused for a
moment and just studied her, the submission was only half feigned, he wondered
if she knew that. "Stand" he
instructed her, as he rose to his feet and moved around behind her.
Rowena (rowan.held): She did as he
commanded, pausing for about two ihn first, her knees spreading the slightest
bit, not to be sexual but to brace as she tried a new way to stand up with her
arms bound behind her back. It wasn't
exactly easy, but she did stand. There
was a sense of worry as he moved behind her but she held herself steady.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks
between the two and careful peeks what he was doing with his capture
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) continued his
lecture, his hand going the fastening of the skirt which bared her
completely. "As far as handling the
products..." He deftly touched her nipples bringing them to a point, his
right hand travelled over her ribs, her soft belly and then her cleft, which he
gave a brief but expert stroke, his hand now held so she, and the slaver could
see the glistening fingers. "She is
well heated for a glana"
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) left her with the skirt off, taking his seat
once more. "Touch to teach, to
train, to emphasize and to judge.
Otherwise, there are other girls to be had. Do you have any slaves of your own?
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) looks very
careful each movements and nods grinning: "absolutely i see Alesandro, to
be Lady of Ar she is well heated" chuckles so strong and so shakes his
head "i had, but as soon as they got jealous for no reason i ripped all my
chain, i had two girl and a boy" takes a deep breath so looks him
"absolutely agree with that, i touch with my hand so to be sure of what i
judge when i get in a stock
Rowena (rowan.held) could not even
process what had just happened as the skirt fell away from her body, leaving
her naked. Until that moment, the only
man who had ever seen her naked had been the slaver who just stripped her, and
even that was through the haze of a bath and when she had come out. Ok, that didn't mean much, yeah, he'd seen
her naked. There was a squall of fury
from her throat and she tried to whirl around, except, her arms were still
bound and he had his arms around her, holding her in place as his hand wandered
over her breast and down her belly. She
felt her nipple harden, the way her belly clenched - still not aware of what
that actually meant but when he slipped his fingers under the metal of the belt
and stroked her, her hips moved slightly.
She stood there is absolute shock, beyond even feeling humiliation as
every neuron in her brain misfired at the same time
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) laughs a
bit looking the reaction of Rowena now that is naked, well not totally naked as
she was belted but looks so Alesandro: "i do not take more than 2 or 3, no
more, the perfect number is usual 2 but even 1 is much more than perfect for
me, and i take loooooot of time to chose my slave, even if is in the kennel, i
usual take long long long to understand which one is good for me as im super picky
Rowena (rowan.held): oh.. ~there~ it
was~! her humiliation pounced upon her
face in crimson glow as she watched him wipe his hand on the rep cloth. Belatedly, her brain decided to also give an
instant replay of the other man's words, commenting on her .. condition, she
sure wasn't gonna think of it as heat, or wetness or arousal - words she honestly
had yet to understand. "How.. dare
you" she spit out finally, and it was probably clear that if it weren't
for her bound hands, he would have had a repeat of the moments after he had
pierced her ear on his hands again, with fists and feet flying in fury. Forgotten was the quick backhand he had given
her, forgotten was how she stood there with only belt, chains, scarf and sheer
veil on. Her body thrummed with
hostility, even giving a bit of jiggle to her bared breasts as she was
straining to not launch herself at him even if all she could do was bite him.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) laughs a
bit looking the reaction of Rowena now that is naked, well not totally naked as
she was belted but looks so Alesandro: "i do not take more than 2 or 3, no
more, the perfect number is usual 2 but even 1 is much more than perfect for
me, and i take loooooot of time to chose my slave, even if is in the kennel, i
usual take long long long to understand which one is good for me as im super picky
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) gave him a
smile. "Rowena, you may put your
skirt on, or you may kneel, you may not do both." Of course he knew her
hands were tied, and she would be hard pressed to pick the skirt up. Like Kaissa, or an expert hunter whose quarry
was a larl, the woman was being shaped into the slave that he sought her to
be. "that is good, that is very
good."
Rowena (rowan.held) looked at the pile
of material. It was more of a hard choice
than he may have realized, lacking hands, it would mean somehow picking it up
with her foot, and to do that, well there was a solid chance, ok a 100% chance,
there would be at least a peek of her slit that would happen. She was torn between wanting to just flat out
kill him, run and hide refuse to obey him in any fashion.. Wait, what was that choice.. skirt or kneel,
not both? He technically hadn't said
anything about remaining standing, sure it was implied, but not actually
stated. She stood there just glaring at
him. THEN realized... standing, showed
everything off, at least kneeling she.. could.. wiggle enough to .. crap. In a huff, she just dropped to her knees,
hort by hort shifting her body so it was more facing the wall behind the man
and neither of the two men. "you
are... a filthy.. cruel.. ass", she hissed out.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) laughed, a
bright bray of noise, sharing his mirth freely.
"She is so spirited" he said, as he got control of himself
again. He turned back to the matter at
hand. "We don't have any 'numbered
slaves' or 'kennel slaves' " he tried to think of how to explain
that. "No slaves that serve the
kennel itself, training, doing intakes, that sort of thing" He gave a half
smile "Like you I take my time, so I find the right girl for that
position. There are two beds just at the
top of the next level, that is for those slaves should we eget one.
Rowena (rowan.held) glared at the wall,
now shimmying and shaking in an effort to make that scarf cover her sex, not
just her other boob. Her shoulders were
almost on fire from the length of time with them bound behind her back and every
time she moved, that leaf in her ear brushed her neck. She kept staring at the door, then looking
away. She didn't care if there were no
steps out that door, maybe a plunge to the ground would be the way out. She didn't do more than sort of flinch toward
the door though, she knew.. the sirik and her arms bound in bracelets behind
her, one, or both, of the men would have her snatched up before she could even
figure out how to get the door open with her arms bound, and she sure didn't
care to think about either of them putting arms around her naked body.
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) smiles and
so nods: "i have just a question, that is very important, if a girl is
found in the city, that is directly taken to the kennel or she is claimed by
who get her or him? where i was before all girls could be claimed by the first
who saw her and get her, as there wasnt a kennel but an house of .. so the
other slaver was like a kind of lazy .. as no slaves arrived to the house of
course cause all could be claimed by the first" shakes his head "and
you can bet such dramas that came out, persons who push the slaves in the
kennel cause not trained, cause do not want them more and stuffs like
that" takes a deep breath and grins looking Rowena very very careful
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "If
found loose in the city they must be turned over to the kennel. That being said, if the one who has them in
custody, would like to keep the animal.
We tag them." He pointed to Rowena's pierced ear.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) could be a
real rat bastard, and perhaps this was one of those moments. He stood up slowly and went to the door,
going so far as to step 'over' the woman.
He looked at that door, and a half smile touched his lips. He opened it for her. "How far do you think a naked woman is
going to get in my fair city, hmm?"
He knew most of the major battles were fought within her own mind.
"Especially a naked woman with a pierced ear?"
Adilah Hernik (adilah.ghost) as was
property of Alesandro and for sure she could not run that fast he do not even
try to move as looks at what was happened, grins hearing Alesandro's words and
nods a few time looking to Rowena before stands himself " i think you need
maybe a time with her alone so to explain her better something" chuckles
while steps for the chair "im going to walk around the city so to see it
better, if the other girl arrive please let me know so i can see how you ask
her about the city and how you deal with her train"
Rowena (rowan.held) watched as he
opened the door, any fight she had left?
He could see it draining from her as she spoke. "it isn't about
getting very far - we.. are on an upper floor", she was envisioning her
body broken on the stones below, ok so it was only one story, not like she
could launch herself off the top of a tall cylinder like some might in the
larger cities. She slumped to the
ground, it was the mention of the pierced ear, she knew by now it had to have
healed permanently open. She sobbed
once, the pain in her shoulder from the way she had landed, and the absolute
desolation of realizing ... she had.. been.. enslaved, sunk into her mind.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel): "I wish
you well, and look forward to working with you."
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) slowly closed
the door. "Stand" he told her,
the shattering truth had landed He could
see it in the defeated way that she stayed put.
He knew she had many more battles to fight before she would crawl to
him, and beg to be owned, to be his, to be openly and unashamedly what she is only beginning to glimpse, in small
parts.
Rowena (rowan.held) just looked up at
him from the puddle she had become on the floor, her eyes were filled with that
very defeat, what felt in that moment like nothing could be worse, and yet
there was the voice at the back of her mind that warned this was only the first
'big' defeat.. there was still plenty left for him to strip from her, to do to
her. She rolled to her knees, her head
hung so low she was staring at the ground when she finally managed to get to
her feet, ignoring the pain in her shoulder, she just stood there before him..
meekly. Maybe hoping he would just
decide she wasn't worth the trouble, and spare her whatever further deviousness
he had planned by ending her life, a failed.... experiment.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) picked up the
skirt, wrapping it about her hips. He
carefully fastened it back so it revealed her by not showing anything but the
swell of her hips and her ass.
"Lady Rowena. Are you
feeling quite well? You seem peaked, and
tired. Do you need a nap?" he asked of her. He seemed so kind so caring.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) saw the truth
crushing her, he cupped her chin forcing her to look at him. "What do you need? Do you need to go home?" He asked his
gaze seeming concerned.
Rowena (rowan.held) shook her head, his
hand now holding her so she had to look at him, she lowered her gaze
slightly. "my.. ear", she said
softly, she knew it had to be healed by
now and there was no way she could return home now., even if that was the
answer she gave - worse, what if she voiced it, and he did send her home -
naked, in chains.. with that pierced ear?
She could always try to cut the lobe off. Her gaze flickered up, he could probably read
the thought as it skittered through her mind, maybe it was possible to go home -
slightly disfigured, but she could hide a missing ear lobe, blame some freak
accident for it if anyone noticed. Would
she dare say it? Could he see the answer
on the tip of her tongue? At the same
time, she thought of the way his hand had slid up between her legs and a small
tremble shook her body, was that something she would ever be able to just..
forget? Her lips parted as if she might
speak.. closed.. parted again and finally she said, no bitterness only sadness
in her voice "what reception.. do you think i would have, with this hole
in my ear?" His concern was
touching her, tethering her sanity, she was falling prey to whatever scheme he
was plotting with that sense of kindness.
Alesandro (alex.lavendel) lifted one
brow. "Hair and robes and veils and
such could hide such a thing" He said in all earnestness. "Come let us see what kind of reception
you get." With that he headed toward the stairs as if to go.
Rowena (rowan.held) just stood
there. Was.. he.. serious? Part of her was starting to think it was
another trap, another ploy to torment her with.
And part of her was questioning if that was what she really wanted. She wasn't ready to face what may have been
trying to come to life within her. Was
he truly holding the chance of her freedom before her? With trepidation, she followed him, not fully
getting her hopes up but starting to think.. he might really.. send her
home. She could find a way to hide her
ear, sure, yes, he was right, she could.
Maybe those two biddies in Ar had only paid him to 'teach her a lesson',
not really enslave her! Nevermind that
it might actually have been his own idea to take her. Down the stairs she went behind him, each
step feeling like it might actually be a step closer to her stolen freedom.
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