My name Is Malenka (Slave)

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(Please Bare with me, I know it's long)

My name is Malenka

I was taken from Egypt by slavers, destined for Rome. Where I would no doubt be sold for pleasure purposes. Especially since I had few skills outside of my looks. I had been raised in a well to do family, and a bit snobbish. I had no suitors, and had rarely been aloud around men, much less with them. I had formed a slightly unnatural love for my wet nurse and had refused to allow them to relieve her once I came of age. Still enjoying laying in her lap and drinking her sweet milk, even at the age I was at now. 19. But the romans came, and ravaged are village. Both my parents were murdered, and then the slavers came. It was a miracle I hadn't been raped or murdered myself.

I was disgusted and bit and fought as the slavers held me to be examined, searching me over in and out... even finding out I was still an innocent.

"That'll change girl... mnmmm if I could do it... but you'll fetch a pretty price at market. What can you do...?"

I was indignant and informed them I'd never worked a day in my life and wasn't about to start now.

"We'll have to keep her for pleasure purposes. She's useless for anything else."

I wished I'd kept my mouth shut. But before i knew it I was in the bottom of some immense roman ship with the rest of the dirty smelly slaves rowing towards Rome. Repulsive. After a few days I began to sense myself smelling and getting dirtier and dirtier. I complained bitterly, and the slapped me around a bit. But I never felt the lash, didn't want to mar the flesh.

Soon I was standing on an auction block well at least they had the courtesy to wash me and dress me in a more traditional dignified Egyptian costume, and sold to the highest bidder. They were informed I wouldn't be taken and tought easily but once I was what pleasure I could give them... and the teaching wouldn't be to painful either. I thought otherwise,...


OOC:

O,k. I'd like to be sold to a couple for use by husband and wife. To train, at first with a little bit of force, rape and such, then later I'll learn to like it... Maybe a few other slaves can come in to help with her training.


Malenka
19 yrs old
5'7"
Dark Almond skin, with lusious full curves, wide hips and a large bosom connected by a lean waist. (Not thin, but a soft curve, gorgeous not anorexic)

Almond shaped eyes, a deep black and tendrils of curling black full hair that cascaded down my back.

I'm wearing a long egyptian skirt that hangs open on one side revealing my thigh. And a see through top that hangs down to my waist. My full breasts easily visible, with the dark nipples and large Areolar.
 
As a older women, I wandered through the square where the auction of slave girl was going on. I was completely taken by this one slave. Her dark skin glowed through her clothing, and I knew I must save her from disaster, of all the rough, horny and dirty men that were drewlling over her. I stood next to the men as I covered my head with my cape and started to bid. I knew that no one could out bid me, but I thought I would humor them all. As she stood there trembling at the site of these horrid men, I felt her looking at me with some hope of protection. As the bidding became higher and higher, I used my last scheam to prevail over the animals of unkindness. As she came down from the platform, I lustly grabbed her arm and wisked her off to my cottage. My ultimate goal was to protecter her from harm, but I also had other things im for here as well.
 
I cought sight of one man in the audience bidding, he seemed older and not near as threatening as the lustfilled men that were eagerly bidding. After what seemed forever, finally the bidding ended. I was relieved as the older man stepped forward, I was no ones prize... but if I had to be, I would have chosen him.

But he cought me off guard as his hand clenched my elbow jerking me forward. I cursed loudly in Egyptian trying to pull back, but his grip was too strong.


OOC: Any takers for his wife?
 
As we returned to the cottage I reviled myself as a woman. With my long hooded cape, I blended in better with the men so I could bid on this lovely slave. As she stairred at me in disbeleaf, I smiled and asked if she was hungery.
 
OOps misread that... any takers for her husband

I stepped as *She* pulled her hood off. A woman...

I sighed in relief but was still confused, he'd said I was only for a pleasure slave. So why had she taken me? Whatever the reason, it was better than being for anyones pleasure. Which I would have nothing to do with.

I nodded quickly seeing her go for the food, I was famished and I'd hoped she'd asked if I was hungry. Wishing we spoke a comon tounge. I understood a little spoken Italian but primarily spoke and understood only Egyptian.


OOC:

Well I'm off to bed for tonight :) Thank you for joining!
 
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As I watched her eat, I new she had not eaten for a while, at least not good food. She looked up and smiled in a thankyou way, and at that moment I knew that I had made the right discission. I sat at the table with her to watch her, she was so ever gracefull in her eating, even though she was famished. Her soft glow, shinny hair, what I would give to be young and beautiful again. I got up and went to the bedroom to make up the spare bed I had, I had a feeling that she needed some sleep, and tomarrow we will decide what else to with her or shall I say to her.
 
She gave a slight yawn then picked up the spoon. She may be starving but she had her pride and wasn't about to dive into it like some animal.

She felt the woman sit next to her and she gave her a gentle smile. The woman reminded her of Slitza, her wet nurse. Beautiful. Soon she returned back to the food finishing it off.
 

"Let's see what you dropped your sestercii on this time!"

Leo Sextus Severus, threw open the door to the kitchen and entered with all the finesse of thunderclap in a chamber pot!

The Lanista of the most successful gladiatorial school in Rome, was not a subtle man. Scars from his former profession in the arena, marked his sinewy arms and thighs...he'd fought over 200 times before being freed by the Emperor and put in charge of the school.
Amazingly enough the face that topped his six foot frame was unmarked and could on occasion look almost gentle...now was not the occasion!

He was holding his protesting wife roughly by the arm and pulling her back into the room.
"They told me at the market that you'd bought another. How many girls have you tried this month!"

Melenka had drawn her cloak tight around herself and was trying to look invisible, all thoughts of food forgotten.
Leo reached out, and jerked the girl to her feet....

"An Egyptian!...They're only good for one thing wife and you know what that is!"

In truth though Malenka's beauty was having an effect on him quite the opposite of the anger he was demonstrating so vehemently.




OOC...this character ok?...I'm in the middle of a lot of 'stuff' right now so cannot guarantee fast posts at this time.
 
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My husband is wrong this time, he has no idea why I saved this girl, nor would he understand. He may be powerful, but he not understanding.
"Leo stop!, leave her alone! Your brutal attitude is annoying and I here by stand up for myself and Melenka. She belongs to me, not you! Tor it was my money that bought her not yours. If it wan't for me... you have no money. You flant mine inherited from my father who you were a slave to yourself. I married you to save you form death. So back OFF! Or you will be out to pasture."

"I am sorry Melenka for his behavior. He forget his manners. He also forgets who is boss. If you please finish your meal and then lie down for rest."

As I calmed myself, and sent he to rest, I realized I need to wash landury. When I steped outside my husband was waiting for me. He applogized to me then left. I was releived. I am not into sharing my Melenka. She means more to me than the others.
 
OOC....Woah!
Is this not an open thread?
I believe the thread originator called for a husband.
Mihoshi am I wrong?
 
OOC:

Ariosto: Ok, umm... definately called for a husband, and I love his character, it's perfect.

Protector:
Thank you for staying with my rp. And playing well, don't be too hard on Ari :)


IC:

Startled she jumped back immediately upon hearing the bombilation of an entrance and then began to shake as she saw the immense figure in the doorway start towards her.

A sharp cry escaped her quivering lips as she felt herself grabbed, and jerked sharply up to a standing position.
 
As melenka rested, I became deep in thought of my anger towards Leo. Maybe I was to hard on him. He will be home soon and I will try to explain my actions. As I went back into the cottage, Melenka was standing in the doorway shaking, as if she were cold. I senced she wanted to say something, but it would not come out.
"Are you ok dear?"
She just stood there and shook. He eyes said hold me, but her body said stay away. I wanted to hold her like a mother would hold her child, but I won't push it for now.
 
My dark eyes met her as she came out, I wasn't able to sleep, everytime I closed my eyes I saw that Goliath of a man towering over me, a cruel grin marring his face.

Her voice was so soft, she was indeed my rescuer and I felt drawn to her. At first I shivered warding her off by pulling back, but when she spoke I took a tentative step forward towards her. So like my sweet caretaker before, this was not her, but I found my entire body longing for it to be...

"Malenka...."

I gestured to myself, then to her and feigned speaking... then back to myself,

"Malenka..."

Then to her again.
 
As Melenka came towards me, I put my arms out to hold her. She was cold, but shivering with fear. As I caressed her and brushed her hair away from her face, a slight smile of calmness came over her. My body quivered as I held her close to me as if I needed the warmth of a child, but at the same time the feeling in my breasts said something else. Melenka stopped shaking and I could feel her body begin to warm. She began to relax when she looked up at me and I smiled at her. She is so beautiful and I wanted to show that there is no fear with me. I feel so close to her as if there was a connection between us. My breasts ached for the love of a child when she smiled at me. It was time to fix supper, for my husband would be home soon. I set 3 place settings on the table, and I placed myself between her and Leo, in hopes he would mind his manners.
 
OOC: She was trying to get a name by the way should've said it sorry :) (Is she a chubbier older woman or no? either way is fine :) )

IC:

She pulled me close and I eagerly fell into step pressing my body close to her warmth. My cold hands pressing tight against her back. But then she went to preparing dinner, I held tight to her dress like a child with it's mother as she did. Waiting for her to sit and relax...
 
As I was preparing supper, I flet her staring at me,waiting for me to return to her. She asked my name, with such a soft voice, I barely heard her. I turned to her and said,
"Sarra, I'm half spanish and half egyptian.
Oh you don't need to here all this.
"Are you hungry? Come eat, Leo is late and he can eat when he returns, we save him some.

As I sat next to her at the table, my body grew tired. I needed rest. My body doesn't hold up like it use to. I am a strong mid-sized woman, but the life I left to marry Leo has been rough. Oh how I wlould like my youth back to be as beautiful as Melenka.

As we sat together, her smile reminded me of my mothers, young and innocent, faithful and kind; and intend to keep her from the raveges of the men in our village.
 
Malenka

Malenka nodded glad to see she spoke some Egyptian.

"Of course, I'm starved.."

She sat down, getting more comfortable with the surroundings while that man wasn't around. She began to eat everything commenting on how delicious it all was.
 
Watching Melenka eat was soothing knowing that she would become stronger to fight the evils in the world. I can invision her standing up tall, dark, beautiful, but with a touch of courage, lettign all men know she was here and no alone or afraid.

As I heard her slerpping the milk from her cup, I felt a warm sensation in my breast I remembered from long ago. Time forgotton, the loss, remembered. This sensation puzzled me at first, but the remberence is good. My youth disappered with this loss. But Melenka being here is good.
 
OOC...my apologies to both of you first for taking so long to post and secondly for regretfully bowing out of the thread.
Developments this weekend are causing me to have to cut back on my RP comittments. Good luck Mihoshi!
 
OOC:

Goodbye Ari, it was great having you for even a short time ;)

We will miss you.

IC:

She glanced towards her and then got up, kneeling at her feet like a small child and rested her head on her lap for a second, then tugged gently on her arm trying to pull her to the comfortable pillow covered sofa nearby.

"Come... please?"
 
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