ChaosDAmore
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A Beautiful Slave (Closed for LitShark) - noncon
Dargno was a beautiful city that was on the ocean shore and nestled between two large, snowcapped mountain ranges. It was a wealthy and quant town. Strangers didn’t exist here. Everyone knew the townsfolk, if not by first name then by profession. The roadways were cobble stoned, yet rarely traveled on by anything other than foot. Buildings showed exquisite masonry work.
It was a bustling port town and that was the supporting income for many families. Unless they owned a shop or were independently wealthy, they worked at the port. The large port was the envy of many surrounding cities. It wasn't simply the goods or materials entering this town that drove the attention from neighboring towns. Something much more precious was brought in as cargo. Many of the locals, especially the women, did not question these midnight shipments or the forlorn cries that pierced the silent nights.
Dargno was one of very few towns that hadn’t abolished slave markets.
Men came from lands far away to visit the market. Its concrete walls stood as an ominous beacon in the midst of the daily bustle. The only entrance into the market was an intimidating iron door that could never be found without guards. This was the one place that the town's women were not allowed to venture. Only the wealthiest of men were allowed to peer inside.
The town’s counsel often contracted a specific shipper that would ensure that their slaves arrived mostly unharmed. They also paid only for the most stunning of women. Most of the slaves came from war torn homes that were left with little choice beyond hoping to find a kind and decent owner. Some were sold by their families to pay off standing debts. Others were simply found wandering from home or were kidnapped because of their beauty.
If a man was lucky enough to enter the slave market, he would immediately notice the decrepit nature of the market. There was much left to be desired. In the middle of the market was a building that didn’t share the same whimsical and beautiful architecture that the rest of the town did. Cries could be heard filtering through the run down walls. There was a door on the building that had a small viewing window but very little could be seen. One would have to enter the building to properly choose a slave.
Slaves were chained to the walls, their tattered and filthy clothing draping over their bodies. Some had already been used by the guards during the night. Others were in shock, sitting silently by themselves and dreaming of escape from this place. The conditions inside the building had the slaves filthy from dirt, grime and whatever else lay at their feet. Some of them hadn't been bathed or sprayed with water in days. Yet, their beauty peaked through the dirt and grime.
It was a beautiful, star filled night in Dargno when she arrived, being pushed from the ship but kept away from the other women. Most of the towns folks were sleeping or preparing for tomorrow’s work, while others were at the port, trying to catch a cheating glimpse at the latest herd of slaves. It was a smidge past midnight as they were moved through the docks and towards the market. Some were in hysterics and sobbing, while others were silent to a concern degree.
And so would begin the longest night of some of their lives.
As the sun broke through the town, the night’s happenings were forgotten. Everyone went about their lives as the fresh shipment of slaves was being checked over. Already, one of the arrivals had the town’s men whispering and buzzing. An absolute gem had been caught in a town where savages had raided and killed. It was unclear how she managed to escape their assault.
She was unlike anything the men had seen; alabaster skin with golden hair and eyes that rivaled the beauty of the sea. Though she was petite in stature, the curves and lines of her body made up for that. Whichever man purchased her would be in for quite the treat. The doctor of the town had confirmed last night, during his physical, that she was a virgin. Completely untouched by another man. Such a rarity these days in the market and it came at quite the high price.
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My hope and idea for this thread is for it to start as non-con but to slowly shift into more of a romantic type thread. Either they fall in love or come to an agreement of sorts about their relationship. Something along those lines. Think like Khalessi and Drogo, if you’re a GoT fan. Their beginning and ending dynamic is along the lines of what I’m looking for.
I like writing non-con but the hopeless romantic in me also loves that sappy shit. Combining it doesn’t always make the most sense but fuck it, this is what I want!
The details of this aren’t set in stone, so message me! I’m totally willing to work with most requests
If you’re interested, drop me a message before posting. Thanks!
-fingers so fucking crossed-
P.S I hate naming threads.
Dargno was a beautiful city that was on the ocean shore and nestled between two large, snowcapped mountain ranges. It was a wealthy and quant town. Strangers didn’t exist here. Everyone knew the townsfolk, if not by first name then by profession. The roadways were cobble stoned, yet rarely traveled on by anything other than foot. Buildings showed exquisite masonry work.
It was a bustling port town and that was the supporting income for many families. Unless they owned a shop or were independently wealthy, they worked at the port. The large port was the envy of many surrounding cities. It wasn't simply the goods or materials entering this town that drove the attention from neighboring towns. Something much more precious was brought in as cargo. Many of the locals, especially the women, did not question these midnight shipments or the forlorn cries that pierced the silent nights.
Dargno was one of very few towns that hadn’t abolished slave markets.
Men came from lands far away to visit the market. Its concrete walls stood as an ominous beacon in the midst of the daily bustle. The only entrance into the market was an intimidating iron door that could never be found without guards. This was the one place that the town's women were not allowed to venture. Only the wealthiest of men were allowed to peer inside.
The town’s counsel often contracted a specific shipper that would ensure that their slaves arrived mostly unharmed. They also paid only for the most stunning of women. Most of the slaves came from war torn homes that were left with little choice beyond hoping to find a kind and decent owner. Some were sold by their families to pay off standing debts. Others were simply found wandering from home or were kidnapped because of their beauty.
If a man was lucky enough to enter the slave market, he would immediately notice the decrepit nature of the market. There was much left to be desired. In the middle of the market was a building that didn’t share the same whimsical and beautiful architecture that the rest of the town did. Cries could be heard filtering through the run down walls. There was a door on the building that had a small viewing window but very little could be seen. One would have to enter the building to properly choose a slave.
Slaves were chained to the walls, their tattered and filthy clothing draping over their bodies. Some had already been used by the guards during the night. Others were in shock, sitting silently by themselves and dreaming of escape from this place. The conditions inside the building had the slaves filthy from dirt, grime and whatever else lay at their feet. Some of them hadn't been bathed or sprayed with water in days. Yet, their beauty peaked through the dirt and grime.
It was a beautiful, star filled night in Dargno when she arrived, being pushed from the ship but kept away from the other women. Most of the towns folks were sleeping or preparing for tomorrow’s work, while others were at the port, trying to catch a cheating glimpse at the latest herd of slaves. It was a smidge past midnight as they were moved through the docks and towards the market. Some were in hysterics and sobbing, while others were silent to a concern degree.
And so would begin the longest night of some of their lives.
As the sun broke through the town, the night’s happenings were forgotten. Everyone went about their lives as the fresh shipment of slaves was being checked over. Already, one of the arrivals had the town’s men whispering and buzzing. An absolute gem had been caught in a town where savages had raided and killed. It was unclear how she managed to escape their assault.
She was unlike anything the men had seen; alabaster skin with golden hair and eyes that rivaled the beauty of the sea. Though she was petite in stature, the curves and lines of her body made up for that. Whichever man purchased her would be in for quite the treat. The doctor of the town had confirmed last night, during his physical, that she was a virgin. Completely untouched by another man. Such a rarity these days in the market and it came at quite the high price.
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My hope and idea for this thread is for it to start as non-con but to slowly shift into more of a romantic type thread. Either they fall in love or come to an agreement of sorts about their relationship. Something along those lines. Think like Khalessi and Drogo, if you’re a GoT fan. Their beginning and ending dynamic is along the lines of what I’m looking for.
I like writing non-con but the hopeless romantic in me also loves that sappy shit. Combining it doesn’t always make the most sense but fuck it, this is what I want!
The details of this aren’t set in stone, so message me! I’m totally willing to work with most requests
If you’re interested, drop me a message before posting. Thanks!
-fingers so fucking crossed-
P.S I hate naming threads.
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