An Unwanted Purchase (closed for LissomYen)

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The ever-expanding Menarian Empire is at a crossroads. While its armies remain dominant in the battlefield, its economy and infrastructure are falling apart. The common folk falter under an oppressive tax system while the Great Houses squander the money on lavish orgies, instead of putting it to use. The Emperor has become a recluse and prefers not to deal with the various issues plaguing the Empire. Dark times lie ahead.

But that's not the story, dear reader. Our story begins with a man - a man whose exploits on the battlefield earned him the title of Landsman, a low noble title. His newly acquired status puts lands he helped conquer under his rule. Now, summoned by Lord Telro of the Great House Tine to the Imperial Capital of Knessos, the two have just finished conducting business.

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"Splendid!" Lord Telro exclaimed. The morbidly obese high noble motioned to his manservant "Bring me some wine and send in a Belemin to dance for us!"

Landsman Lucas Rexor had heard of the Belemin - special slaves trained just for the nobility. But being a soldier most of his life, he never had the chance to see one. He wasn't even sure he wanted to. After his wife died giving birth to their second child 8 years ago, he had never looked at a woman with desire, since.

Nevertheless a few minutes later, the wine arrived with both a lute and a woman bedecked in jewelry and little else. While Lord Telro gave no thought to the slave's exposure, Lucas felt his face go red with embarrassment at the sight, and maybe a little something else, too. She was quite striking.

The over-sized lord smiled at his vassal's discomfort before clapping his hands and barking "Dance for you master, slave!"

As the music began, Lucas couldn't help but notice the gracefulness of her moves, the swaying of her hips, or the jiggling of her breasts. He found himself surprisingly captivated.

"Like her?" Lord Telro asked. "Frankly between you and me, Selena here has been around a long time and is getting rather old." He looked her up and before continuing. "I'm considering getting rid of her."

Lucas was rather surprised at the appraisal. "Really?" he said. "Most women of her age among the citizenry would consider it the best time to get married."

Telro started to get rather annoyed, something that was rather easy to do. "If you're so concerned about her, then why don't you buy her? I'll even make it a bargain for you. one hundred pieces of gold."

Make no mistake, Lucas still had a soldier's build. If he wanted to, he could kill Telro with his bare hands. But in this situation, he decided to act with a little more tact. "I'm not interested in buying a..."

"If you don't," Telro interrupted, "I'll be very disappointed." He leaned in close and narrowed his eyes almost to slits. "You wouldn't like to see me disappointed."

Now Lucas was almost to the point of really killing the lord with his bare hands! But with that being a sure way to see him and his young sons hanged from the gallows, he stopped himself from doing so. Still, he wasn't about to let Telro have complete control of the situation. "Seventy-five," he replied.

Almost immediately Telro's demeanor changed as he cheerily said "Done!" and the two shook hands. "Selena, greet your new master with your delicious mouth on his cock."

Before Selena could even respond, Lucas stood up and said. "I really need to finish any business I have in town and get the money ready. Just make sure she's ready when I return."
 
Selena had been laughing and speaking softly with her fellow slaves when she was summoned by her Lord Telro. Although the thin golden leash hooked to the collar around her slender neck was mainly decorative for her status, a guardsman led her with it out the slaves’ quarters and into the main hall. Inclining her head to both Lord Telro and the guest she could not recognize, Selena raised her arms, glittering bangles sliding down them, pointed a toe bedecked in golden rings, and began her dance.

She loved to dance. It was the first thing the famous slave trainer taught her when she was younger--to rejoice in her body, to let the rhythm and beat dictate the curves her supple, tan body made, the bounces and spins on the balls of her feet that sent her long, dark hair flying.

Now, before the two men, she presented her body to them without reservation, bidding them to look upon her smiling face, heaving breasts and sensual curves in open lust. The only piece of clothing she wore was an ornate skirt that draped low around her hips, its light purple, see-through material giving them ample room to ogle her inner thighs, pussy and ass.

When the music ended Selena walked gracefully and with head held high to Lord Telro’s side, kneeling by the man’s feet, folding her hands and lowering her head. The subdued pose didn’t keep her from listening, however.

Yes, she knew that she would be sold soon. Many lords liked their slaves young and Telro was no exception. Selena was ambivalent. She had made friends with the other slaves but Telro was not the most pleasant master--sometimes he spoke to her like a common servant and his crass mannerisms shamed her. So when the discussion of Telro’s guest purchasing her arose, Selena wasn’t excited or disappointed. Although he was handsome and muscled, looks were never a good indicator of character--he could be a cruel beast, for all she knew.

The fact that she was being sold for 75, when Telro had bought her for 500, didn’t improve her opinion of the situation. Why did age hold so much importance to these lords when she was still in good shape, fine health and her breasts weren’t sagging?

While her thoughts roiled Selena sat perfectly still, knowing not to speak until she was addressed by her lord.
 
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Lord Telro started to relax on his plush plush chair when it occurred to him. He got annoyed again as he noticed Selena just sat there doing nothing. "Well what are you waiting for, slave!?" he barked. "Get your ass ready to leave! I do not want you here, anymore!"

He then turned to his manservant. "Fetch her deed quickly! The sooner she leaves the better!"

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Damn Lord Telro! That was Lucas' thought the whole time he finished his business in the city. Forcing him to buy a Belemin when he really had no use for one . What would his sons think when he showed up with a naked slave whore on his arm? A few nice toys might distract them from him having to give them an explanation.

Knessos from afar looked marvelous. It was nothing short of a miracle of civilization. But now that he rode his horse through its streets, the imperial capital was decaying from within. He could not go two blocks even in the ruling districts without seeing beggars asking just for a single copper coin. What was wrong with this place? Did the emperor even know this was going on? He had had enough of the city life to last a lifetime.

At the city stables was the small caravan that brought him. It was there that he had to do thing he wanted to do the least, get the money for his new acquisition. The guards there immediately recognized him: relatively tall, short jet black hair, clean shaven. His guards served under him during the campaign, and were more than eager to do work that was less demanding.

After gathering the seventy-five coins for the slave's purchase he rode back to the manor of House Tine as fast as he could. He just wanted this done with.
 
"Yes, my Lord Telro," Selena quickly responded, rising with the same grace and fluidity and making her exit with a manservant who took up her leash. For the next hour she spent the time saying goodbye to the slaves she had befriended and bathing herself for her next master. Makeup was applied again, lotions and oils to keep her skin soft and shiny, and lastly her skirt and glittering bangles were donned. She brushed her long black hair, letting it flow free down her back--most men liked it, and even though she had no idea what her new master's tastes would be, her aim was still to please him.

By the time her new master arrived Selena was waiting in her slave chambers, softly singing to herself as she waited to be summoned.
 
Lucas may have been more flustered than he realized. He just could not get it out of his head that he was coerced into buying a slave he did not want. If the other Great Houses were anything like House Tine, he was in big trouble. Maybe one day he would ask members of the lesser houses how they deal with it all.

It was when he arrived at the Tines' manor that came to the startling realization: he should have brought the carriage. Now he had to ride with her in the saddle to the caravan! Too late to go back now, he thought ruefully to himself.

He climbed up the steps to the manor and addressed the door guard. "Inform Lord Telro I have the money and would like the slave and her deed delivered to me," he said. "move it, man!"
 
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