It Could Be Worse.

JustaShell

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OOC: This one is sort of an alternate world kind of thing. There can be magic and such, but it's somewhat of a medieval era. Need a female to play James' new owner.
Most slaves are sold to just about anyone who could pay for them, sent off to do backbreaking labor and be abused daily. There is, however, another type of slave. Those of a better "quality". Most were captured from better-off families and then become this kind of slave when their ransom isn't paid. Instead of having the lot of an average slave, these ones are almost treated as pets. Usually bought for young royalty just coming into adulthood to be a guard or companion.
Name: James Legrand.
Age: 21
Appearance: Brown hair, blue eyes, 5'10", 170 lbs, not too muscular but toned.
James was the son of a well-off merchant and grew up in a comfortable life. Eventually he had decided to go out and see the world, but he was captured by slave traders. The ransom note was sent to his father, but no money came. He was sold to a slave trader, who put him with the "pets", since he was good-looking and could fetch a better price.

As I said before, I need a female to play the role of the person who purchases James. If you're interested, just jump in.
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James' eyes fluttered open slowly, taking in his surroundings. Last he remembered, he was eating with the slave boss, being told how he was to act until he was bought. Then nothing. He must have been drugged.
Groaning and rubbing his head, Jake looked around again. He was in a sort of cage, but it wasn't nearly as dank and dirty as he had expected. He was laying on his back on a little cot in the corner, dressed in brown clothes that weren't terribly worn. There were voices outside his cage, but he didn't bother to look to see who it was. Instead, he rolled over and went back to sleep.
 
Emily Walters
age-18
appearence-black waist length hairs, fair complexion, sharp features, black eyes, 5'3", hourglass figures in short a drop dead gorgeous beauty.

Emily was the only child of the biggest trade merchant of Paris, and last year her father and mother died leaving her with massive properties and money, so much she had need a few lifetimes to spend it even if she were wasting it.
Emily was feeling a bit lonely as she did not think that there were good suitors for her, and then a friend/ companion of her advises her to buy a pet, and she was interested in the idea, and proceeded to the pet/slave market.

On reaching there i was surprised to see a lot of good looking and handsome guys in cages available on sale, but as i was roaming this man catched my eyes and i reached the cage and look at him
 
James got up, rubbing his eyes and heading for the bars of the cage, unable to see through his hands. He moved his hands and blinked a bit to see a pair of black eyes staring right back into his. It gave him a start and he stumbled backward, falling onto his rear and looking up at the owner of those eyes. It was a woman.
...no, it was a beautiful woman. Perhaps she wanted to buy him?
"Uh...hello..." he murmered, finding his voice a bit scratchy.
 
"hello! what is your name?" i reply and look carefully at you and hen look at the trader who comes in my direction and stands next to me
 
James got up slowly, dusting himself off. "James." he said, feeling more at ease. That ended when she began looking him up and down and the trader got closer to her. He had to make a good impression if he wanted to get out of here...however that in itself was a gamble, since he had no idea how she would treat him if she bought him. However, she did seem nice enough...
He stood up straighter, banishing the tired and worn out look from his face. "James Legrand."
 
"Hello James!" i reply and then turn around to look at the slaver and we start negotiating and finally i did a deal with him and he tells you that you are sold to me.
I smile looking at you and he puts a cuff on your neck as he takes you out of the cage and hands me the chain, i smile and instruct him there is no need for the chain and smile at you and say "I hope you wil not make me reret this decision!'
 
James nodded, returning her smile nervously. "I'll make sure you won't." he said. He realized he was staring at her and looked away, wondering what would happen next.
 
I smile kindly looking at you and say "Let' go to place and we can talk there more James!" and i start walking and see as you stood there like a statue, "James i think i told you to come with me!" i say in a soft but authoratative voice
 
James snapped out of his daze and hastened to follow after Emily. "Apologies, ma'am. Right away." he said, keeping his eyes to the ground as he was instructed by the slave trader.
 
I smile as we sit in my carriage and i instruct the carriage driver to take us back home, on way "So James tell me more about your self!"
 
James kept his eyes to the ground, resisting the urge to look at her again, lest he was punished as warned by his captors. He didn't really know how to answer her question. "Myself? Well...I'm twenty-one and I was the son of a merchant until the slavers caught me. My father wouldn't pay the ransom so they put me there."
 
I look at your face and say "James you can look at me, i won't mind it!, now James tell me were you married or engaged?"
 
Her question caught him off guard and he looked up at her, shaking his head. "No, I wasn't. I wasn't seeing anyone at the time."
 
Finally i decide to tell you about my self and tell you my name and everything.
Then,
"James, i really know how bad it feels to be seperated from your loved ones and if you want i could set you free, and if you wish to stay you can stay here, as my personal slave cum friend!, the choice is yours!"
 
'Slave cum friend'?
He wasn't sure what she meant by that, but it did have the word friend in it.
He sighed and shook his head. "That won't be necessary. I don't really feel like going back to my father who wouldn't buy my freedom."
 
I smile "Well then James i think you can call me as Miss Emily!, and i think i can arrange for you to stay in bedroom next to mine, i hope it is ok?"
 
James nodded. "That's perfectly fine...Miss Emily." he said, smiling a little. Perhaps this wouldn't be as bad as he thought it would be. She seemed very friendly and what a body...
 
I smile looking at him and we chat a bit and finally we reach my house and i get out and you follow me as we enter you are amazed to see the palatial house.
"Follow me James!"
as i enter my room i explain this is m room and then i take you to the room next to mine and tell it is your room.

"James your duties are simple, you shall stay here as my personal companion, servant, slave and everything, at all times you must make sure that all my needs are tended to, and you shall obey each and every order i give to you!, i s that clear?"
"You may ask questions if you want to!"


OOC- This is my lastpost for tonight
 
(OOC: Okay, good night.)
James followed her, silently marveling at the splendor of her home. Even his room was bigger than the one he had back home.
"Is that clear?" she asked him. He nodded. "Yes, Miss Emily. Understood."
He stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
 
"Yes i think today you can just relax and have a bath and wear some nice clothes, there are plenty of clothes in the closet and you can find your size, after an hour come to my room!"
 
James nodded and inclined his head in a sort of half-bow. "Thank you, Miss Emily."
Being so polite was a change of pace for him. Not that he was usually rude, but he rarely called anyone 'miss', nor did he enjoy the idea of obeying each and every order given to him. He sighed, knowing he would get used to it soon enough.
Once Emily had left, he went straight to the washroom. The bath was far more lavish than his at home and he set about cleaning himself, enjoying the first real bath he had had in several days.
Once properly groomed, he walked outside with a towel around his waist and checked the closet. It didn't take long for him to find some suitable attire, dressing in an indigo shirt and black pants, both made of a light and comfortable material.
He could tell it had been close to an hour, so he walked out of his room and to Emily's, forgetting to knock and opening it slowly.
 
I too had had a shower as i felt sweaty as i did rarely went out and the market too was dusty, and as was my habit i walked into the room without wrapping towel around my body and with my back towards the door i start drying my body leisurely unaware of the fact that James had come in and then picked up my panties and wore them and then picked up my bra and as i looked up i was shocked to see james reflexion in the mirror and...
 
James turned a bright shade of crimson and stared for a moment, his mind unable to work. Finally the gears started turning again and he shut his eyes tightly, bowing. "Ah! My apologies! I...um..." he kept his head down trying to figure out an excuse for why he didn't knock. None came. Instead of standing there like an idiot, he figured it would be best if he left. "I'll just be going now." he stammered and turned, walking through the still open door and shutting it behind him.
 
Just as he was about to slam i called him "James stop perhaps you could be of some use at the moment!" and the poor fellow had to come back, i decided to agonise him and wore a skirt and then ordered him while i lay down "James why don't you massage my back?" after all he needed to be punished for entering withou knocking
 
James stopped and came back, making sure she was clothed this time. He nodded, still red. "Yes, Miss Emily..."
He stood by her bed and began to massage her back, secretly pleasuring in the feeling of her body in his hands.
 
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