Pleasure Slaves

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: This thread is set in a fantasy world (Inhabitated only by humans) in which my character (A rich slaver) and his wife not only sell slaves, but also use them as pleasure slaves. The thread is open, so anyone can join, 1 person may take the role of the slaver's wife, and everyone else can join as a slave of any description (Only restriction being the age), or as another role that you can think of, just post it here and I'll tell you if it's acceptable. Everyone should post a short character bio similar to mine...

Name: Azende Khazeel
Age: 36
Height: 5'7
Build: Slightly overweight
Hair: Black
Eyes: Brown
Role: Slaver

IC: I looked up at the sky and realised that it was beginning to darken. I called a halt to the slaves who carried my wife and I in our personal carriage, and soon the slave drivers who worked for me came and rounded them up to the train of iron cages which held all of my slaves. As I stepped from my carriage, I looked the cages up and down. Perhaps one hundred or so slaves, male and female, young and old, of all different sorts. Each night, my wife and I would choose one of the slaves to pleasure us both. We were both bisexual, so whether the slave was male or female made no difference, and the slave's position meant that they could not refuse the offer.
I looked at a few of the closest slaves, but nothing in particular caught my eye. As I observed the cringing slaves, my wife walked up to stand by my side.
"Do any of them catch your eye, my love?" I asked in my gruff voice, indicating the slaves with a sweep of my hand.

OOC: Feel free to join in.

 

[Adrian_Matthew]

Mind if I join again? Let me know

Name: Leaf Tigata
Age: ~21
Height: 6'0
Build: Slender but muscular.
Hair: Black
Eyes: Black
Role: Slave

He remembered that day like it was yesterday.

Fire. That was what stuck out the most in his mind. The men. They invaded his home, murdered his father, his brother... and took his mother, sister and younger brother as slaves. They burnt down the entire villiage, raped and pillaged. Destroyed everything they held sacred...

He was smaller, the only reason he wasn't killed was that he was overpowered. He was sold to a rich slaver who beat and forced him to labor... but he did little and it got him sold off to a discipline camp. He's been in and out of them for the last 2 years. And now, now they were selling to another slaver... to see if he can straighten him out.

 

[Roxy36]

The wife:

Name: Doria Helian-Khazeel
Age: 40
Hair: Fiery Red
Eyes: Emerald Green
Body Type: Full figured and very fit
Height: 5''7"
Profession: Loving Wife and Mistress

"Darling, who is that young man?" I ask, discretly pointing to the one I will later know as Leaf. I am not pleased with Azende's answer - that this young man is here to be broken in spirit and body to assume his rightful lot in life as a slave. "He appeals to me, Husband." And with that simple statement, I turn on my heal and walk throught the garden an onto the lanai.

Slaves wait on us hand and foot, and before the request leaves my mouth I am offered a tall, cold glass of water - a rare comodity and quite costly in this world. I notice the expecting slave, all of legal age, in the corner silently watching me drink. I motion for her to come to me as I sit. Soon standing by my side, she bows her head and addresses me as she has been taught. "Ma'am, may this humble girl serve you." She carefully sips from the glass I offer her, smiles at me, and returns to her corner refreshed. Knowing Azende will be angry that I gave the girl a drink, thinking it codling our slaves, I close my eyes and place the cool glass between my breasts. My heart is too soft, I know.

 

[Dark Warrior]

Azende

As my lovely wife walked off, I considered the man... barely a man, perhaps in his early twenties... he had heard this man, with the strange name of Leaf, was a bit of a trouble-maker. Something I would not have. I instructed two of the slave drivers to bring him to me, and they unlocked his cage and brought him before me. He was taller than me, but slender, and I grabbed a hold of his chin and forced him to look into my eyes, which he tried to resist. His black eyes were inpenetrable, releasing no information about him.
"Yes... you will do. Bring him to my tent in half an hour." I instructed my slave drivers, who nodded and forced Leaf back into his cage.
I turned and walked to where a group of the slaves had put up my personal tent.
"Good work. Fetch my wife." I commanded the nearest of the slave drivers who oversaw all the slave work. As the driver scurried off, I entered the tent... my eyes adjusting to the darkness of the interior. The makeshift bed I and my wife used had already been brought in; it was made from woven grass, and it was large... taking up most of the large tent. I relaxed on it and awaited the arrival of my wife, and, after that, the young man named Leaf.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Allesaundra

OOC: May I join?

Name: Allesaundra
Age: 20
Height: 5'0
Build: slender with medium breasts
Hair: various shades of brown
Eyes: Deep dark blue
Role: Slave

Allesaundra sat in the corner eyeing her mistress. She slowly licked her lips as she watched her Lady take a long, cold drink of the water. "To be as lucky as My Lady" Allesaundra thought to herself. She desperately wanted to lift her thick braid of hair off her back and push back the wispy bangs that were plastered on her forehead from sweat. She knew she could not move unless she was instructed to.

A glimmer of hope entered Allesaundra's mind as she saw her mistress glance over at her. With a regal wave of her hand, Doria motioned Allesaundra over to her. She gracefully moved to her feet and scurried over to her Lady.

"Ma'am may this humble girl serve you?" Allesaundra asked, her head bowed in expectation. To her surprise, Doria lifted the cool glass of water to her lips. Allesaundra's eyes grew wide with confusion. "Am I to drink from the glass that my beautiful Lady drank from? " she thought. Allesaundra looked at her mistresses face and saw a tiny smile at her lips. She took a long, refreshing gulp from the glass and flashed a radiant smile at her Lady. She then turned and scurried back to her corner to wait for Doria's slightest move.

As Allesaundra sat in her corner, she began to think of Doria's generosity. She felt a flutter in her stomach as she remembered the first time she was brought before Doria.

 

[Adrian_Matthew]

Re: Azende

Two men approached me, slave drivers, and unlocked the cage. As they approached I pressed myself back against the far bars as best I could but soon the men were on me, and no matter how I fought the two drug me forward. They drug me before a man I assumed to be my owner. The slaver that was going to try and break me. I scowled at him, showing no submission as he looked appraisingly at his new stock.

'Yes... you will do. Bring him to my tent in half an hour.'

Though my face would never tell I had to wonder what he meant to happen in his tent, I assumed branding or a good beating... or both. The slaver said nothing beyond that as they forced me back into the cell.

My head raised I surveyed everything in the area, noting which tent the slaver entered, and watching the other slaves searching them for brands. I hadn't a chance to notice before something else cought my eye, a larger woman was now entering the mans tent. His wife. As she entered I cought her eye once, she seemed kinder... more giving. That may help when it came time for the branding... or beating... whichever it was to be.

 

[precious_petal]

OOC: got room for one more slave?

Name: Denev
Age: 25
Height: 5'6
Build: Slim with big full breasts. white creamy skin.
Hair: red
Eyes: blue
Role: troublemaker slave

IC: I watched as the carriage of the masters stoped. they walked out, the Master going toward the cages and picking up a male slave for his and his wifes entertainment.

I was locked in a small cage, I could not stand since It was too small, but then again I was being punished for disobedience. Had it not been because of the Lady´s mercy I would have been beaten by the guards... or maybe worse... instead I was locked, gagged, tied and denied of food or cloathing. I was just given enough water to survive. I couldn´t help it, I did not like the idea of following orders for the rest of my life...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Im not entirely sure Im proper for this sort of story, But Im bored enough to try.

Do you need anything in specific before I try making a Bio? Or should I just wing it?

 

[Dark Warrior]

OOC: Roland Gilliad: it's always great to have someone with your experience on a thread. No real requirements.
Precious Petal and sweetlilmandy: Glad to have you aboard. I apologize if you do not come into the story immediately, but I assure you I will try my best to include you. If you want to, you can try to include yourself.

IC: I looked up to see my wife enter the tent.
"Hello once again, my love." I said as she approached. She bent over me, giving me a kiss on the lips and allowing me a good view of her huge bust.
"The one you suggested will be joining us tonight. His name is Leaf. But you must be careful... one with his temperament will fight back given half a chance. As such, I have instructed him to be brought in manacles, both for his hands and legs. His bonds may be removed, if he co-operates. I will also step up the guards outside the tent. Now come, lie with me." I offered my hand up to her, inviting her to join me on the bed. Looking up into her loving face, her kind eyes, I see why I love her: I see the flames of passion, which I cannot get enough of. Whilst I had been with many of my slaves, and I had seen yet more of my pleasure slaves come and go throughout the years, but Doria is my moon-and-stars, the love of my life.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Hm. Alrighty then.

Name: Dorean Madison
Height:6'4
Weight:120
Build: slightly well muscled, Lithe, Lanky and With a deadly intelligence in his eye
Hair: A Sharp Raven Black, Short and roughly cut
Eyes:A Slightly disturbing Emerald Green, they seem to glow sometimes.
Role: Thief, and frequent visitor to the pleasure slave Compound

One other charicter..

Name: Rene Delacroix
Height:5'7
Weight 160
Build:Well built, a stout man despite his lack of height, He is well tanned and ripples with muscles
Hair:a deep Brown
Eyes:Soft Amber
Role:Newly Captured Slave, Former ne'er-do-well who was betrayed and sold for slavery.


Cant post right now, will do so later though.

 

[Adrian_Matthew]

The guards approached cautiously, as well they should because upon the door opening I tried to make a break for it. But 6 guards... I should have known better, and I guess I did. However, I did put up quite the fight bruising as many as I could before I felt my arms wrenched behind me and shackled being applied, as well as to my feet.

I swore and cursed at them in my native tounge, but of course none of them knew or cared what was said. Applying a collar and a chain they drug me forward and I staggard towards the masters tent. Expecting what would happen as they pulled me in, I braced myself and set my jaw with a firm look of defiance.

 

[Roxy36]

As i sit on the lanai, the carriage arrives to take me to the tent, located ont he other side of our vast property. My darling husband enjoys being out of doors as the weather permits, and I am happy to oblige him in this. The ride across the ruted wagon trail is not as pleasant as it should have been. I should have been able to think about the drink given to Allesaundra - a little reward for how far she has come in learning her place, but I could not. Soon, we arrive, and I instruct the slave driver to bring the property master to the tent immediatly. This rutted trail will not do and must be repaired.

Entering the tent, as the coolness envelopes me, I see Azende streched out before me. What lady could resist such a man? I have loved him from before time, or so it seems. Slowly, I lower myself to him, being sure my breasts swing to give him good view. Kissing him fully, slowly, I stroke his hair and face. He tells me the handsome young Leaf will be joining us and tells me how he has planned for this night. I feel the moistness build between my legs at the thought of being with both my husband and this beautiful, young, subtly dark, man.

At his request, I lay beside my husband on the bed. His hand trails across my breasts, untying my top and opening it to reveal my quarter sized nipples - erect at his touch. He trails his hand down my belly and under the bad of my skirt. I lift my hips and he strips me of my skirt. Stroking my open pussy, he whispers in my ear.

 

[papillon24]

joining in

OOC:

Name: Ikira
Age: 19
Height: 5'7
Build: skinny, but good figure
Hair: Jet black,long and wavy
Eyes: green
Role: obediant but strongwilled slave

IC:

I watched from the middle of the group as we stoped for a rest. I watched my only friend leaf was escorted to our master's tent. I wonderd what was to happen to him.

I do not remember a time that I have not been a slave. My parents were slaves and so be it so am I. Just recently Leaf and I were sold as a pair from our previous lenght of servitude. I wished him well in my my own little prayer that he would survive whatever our master had in store fro him.

I looked out among the others to notice another young slave caged very inhumainly. She looked weak and cramped. I wanted to call out to her and ask why she would do it to herself. I moved my way to the side of the iron cage and pressed againest it. I watched as she looked over at me. I begun to reach out my hand towards her, but he gaurds noticed and sent the whip flying to strike upon the back of it.

 

[Dark Warrior]

I ran a hand across her sex, gently and slowly.
"My love for you extends beyond the stars, Doria..." I whispered into her ear, gently probing into her with one finger. She let out a small moan of pleasure.
"Sir, the slave you requested is here." Spoke a voice from outside of the tent, and I reluctantly took my hand from my wife's pussy. Not making a move to hide my wife's nakedness, I called for the slave to be let in.
At that, the young man was shoved in, and he tripped and fell at the foot of the bed due to the constraints on his legs. He looked up, and still the fires of anger were in his eyes.
"So, child. Do you know our language?" I asked, watching as his eyes roamed over my Doria.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Allesaundra

Allesaundra takes her place by the carriage to wait for Doria. She watched as Doria sauntered over to a nearby tent and disappeared into it's opening.

"Must be breaking in another new slave" Allesaundra thought to herself. A few minutes later she watched as 6 guards drug a beautiful new male slave into the tent. His black hair flapped in the wind and his muscular body shone with sweat. She admired the new slaves fight. He also disappeared into the opening of the tent. Allesaundra knew they would be in there for some time. She was only allowed to stay within the scope of the carriage if her Lady was not there. She was never allowed to talk to anyone, or look anyone higher than a slave directly in the eye. She was not allowed to eat or drink unless a slave master told her she could.

Allesaundra stood and stretched. Her perky breasts pressed against her tight chesmise. Slaves in her position had to wear long empire waisted gowns with scooped necklines. Her breasts were pressed up against the top of the neckline creating perfect cleavage. Doria's favorite slave girls wore light almost transparent garments that flowed as they walked. Allesaundra longed to be one of Doria's favorites if only to not have to wear the hot and itchy gowns. She tried so hard to please Doria, but she was not experienced enough. Many of the other girls had mentors to help them but Allesaundra had not been assigned one since she was bought by Azende 3 years prior.

Allesaundra decided to stay right near the rear of the carriage. She was too afraid to go anywhere else. The guards had a history of taking the young slave girls for themselves when the Azende or Doria was not around. Allesaundra looked at the lines and lines of slaves in cages that were behind the carriage. Some would be bought by Azende and some would travel on to another place to be bought.

She spotted a beautiful slave with fiery red hair. Her skin was almost a milky color. Her breasts were large and threatening to break free from her tattered clothing. Allesaundra looked at her with jealousy in her eyes. She was exactly what Doria looked for in a "Queen Maiden". That is what the other slave girls called the head maiden for Doria. The "Queen Maiden" was the one who told the other slaves what to do and she was always at Doria's right hand. She got to bath Doria and dress her. She was the only slave girl who gave Doria extreme pleasure and she was greatly rewarded for it.

Allesaundra's eyes swung over to the opposite side and saw another beautiful slave girl. Her hair was jet black, almost like the male slave that was taken in to Azende and Doria. Her eyes were green like the gems Doria wears from time to time. Allesaundra caught the girls eye and gave her a half smile. She knew she could not show much emotion or she would be beaten.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Starting off with Dorean.

IC:

*Six discreet knocks at the back wall of the Sleeping Giant...a pouch of gold coins..and a password to the man behind the iron door and he was into the compound. They wouldnt allow a theif any other way to enter the place, in case a guild was trying to get information on this place. He grinned all around him, his glowing emeraldine eyes sweeping over the new slaves...He searched the rows, glancing amongst them, not lustfully or contemptuously...but intrested, as if this was a zoo of sorts...Which, to this rich young man who had a penchant for pick pocketing, it sometimes was...he eyed the new girls, he heard the crack of the whip and the recoiling of a hand and grinned...a strong willed one prehaps? That might be fun...He slithered over that way to look at the woman in the cage, nursing the hurt on her wrist..*

 

[papillon24]

Ikira

I pulled my hand back into the cage as quickly as the whip had cracked. I watched as blood started to form upon the already formed welt. I hoped leaf would be fine at the hands of our new master. I looked up again and watched in tears as the gaurd walked awayand another man moved towards the cage. I held my hand close to my body and helt it tight to stop the bleeding.

'Sir," I wispered at the strange man who approached me. "You must not be here. If they find you, then you shall become one of us, wearing nothing but tattered rags and eating leftovers."

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*His eyes glinted and he laughed throatily, turning to the guard*

Tell me, what has my good friend Azende paid for this lovely delight?

*his tone quiet as he turned back to her, his eyes glinting*

I paid my way within. And Am an old friend of the master here...

 

[papillon24]

Ikira

I started to move my way back into the center of the cage.

"You, are a friend of the Master? Then why do you sneak around like you aren't suposed to be here and scare me so" I stare at him with cold eyes the turn my back to him.

I reach down to the hem of my skirt and rip a small piece of the linning off, wrapping it around my hand as a bandage. Suddenly I felt his hand upon my shoulder pulling me back to the side of the cage.

 

[rickyc]

Hi, my name is Rick and I am a 23 year old male looking for a female to be my master. I will be a good slave and please my mistress as often as possible.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*HE hauled her back, so he could look her dead in the eyes*

THat is because I am a thief. And a very good one. What kind of theif would I be if I did not sneak around a great deal..

As for inspiring fear...I have a distinct talent in that, do I not? It comes in handy when selecting Someone to spend some time with...

*his eyes glinted*

Yes...You'll do very nicely...

 

[papillon24]

Ikira

I felt his arms hold me through the bars of the cage. The slight glint in his eyes made my body quiver a bit in fear. I dare not push away for I would be severly punished

"Yes...You'll do very nicely..."

Ok, I feared what was to happed to me now. I though that when I came here I was going to serve food and wine as i have done for other masters of the past. I did not expect to to be a sex object. I had never been touched like that before. I had always been too young to be ravashed by the men

I placed my hands upon the bars of the cage to keep my balance. I felt my body start to disagree with my mind as I started to panic and struggle away. I didn't want to. Fighting back was punishable by beating. I had see Leaf endure it many times and wished not to experiance it myself.

 

[sweetlilmandy]

Allesaundra

Allesaundra felt fear well up inside of her as she watched Dorean approach the black haired slave girls cage. Dorean was a frequent "guest" at Azende's compound. He had the money to buy time with any slaves he wished.

Allesaundra saw the fear in the girls eyes as he pulled her against the bars. "What should I do?" Allesaundra thought. "Master has not even had a chance to inspect this slave"

 

[Adrian_Matthew]

I was pushed in through the flaps of the tent and immediately I tripped on the small restraints and fell to the ground. I half growled/half snorted in indignation. My eyes cast up I surveyed the smiling face of my master and his wife... her bare state didn't bother me as frequently in our tribe woman had wandered without clothes. Hoping to have interupted something pleasant... perhaps they'd send me away without the beating... or whatever it was...

I heard his question and nodded,

"Little."

I pressed against the floor righting myself and raising to my full height, now standing above the master on his bed. I set my face hard not allowing any fear to show.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*he nearly roared with laughter*

So...Never been broken in have you? Well It's a good thing That I'm here then...Who better to show you the wiles and ways of such things...

*he snapped his finger at the guard*

Go to the master, Inform him That I've a mind to see to one of his new fleshers.. Tell him Dorean wishes it, and He knows my coin is always good.