The Plaintiff's Slave: OOC

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The premise of this is basic enough. A man is falsely accused of rape in a country that has legalized enslavement of defendants who can't pay judgments. Since he was acquitted, he decides to sue his accuser for slander and defamation of character. He wins a big judgment, but she can't pay up. Naturally, then the judge orders her to become his property until she can pay up. Since the award is so large, however, that is effectively a life sentence.

My character's bio:

Arthur Hamill, age 25. Divorced, since his wife believed the accuser and he decided that he didn't need the disloyalty. Is relieved to be free of the obligation to be faithful, anyway. All it got him was an accusation that he didn't deserve from a woman scorned.

Well, now she belongs to him, so she may rue her desire to be his. Then again, she might enjoy it, depending on her sexuality.

Height: 5'9"
Weight: 178 lbs.
Eyes: Gray
Hair: Red
Nationality: American
Religion: Atheist

Hamill was stationed to Australia by the US Navy for a while, promptly married a local woman, and resigned his commission when charged with rape. Free to live where he wishes, he has chosen to stay in Australia and enjoy the slave that he is allowed under the new laws. Something about his attraction to Aussie girls and all.
 
This could be an interesting thread. If you want a bio please post so.
My first choice would be the slaved female.
 
newlysubbed said:
This could be an interesting thread. If you want a bio please post so.
My first choice would be the slaved female.

Sounds cool. Feel free to post a bio. I look forward to seeing how she handles her new life. ;)
 
Amy is 21, long blond hair. 5ft 4. she had been very attrative but haveing to sell and giva away every thing she own, get out of her lease and submit herself to the whims of this ass hole had stressed her out that last 2 months.
so she had gained about 15 pounds. still had firm c cup.

She knew the exact question that had gotten him off of the rape charge. It was only because of the judge was old and set in his ways. His attoney had asked him if he had made her orgasm. Unfortuantly dispit her saying no her body had orgasmed anyway. She had not been able to go back on the stand and ly and say it did not happen.

Now she was pissed at herself, the system and this man.

Unfortunatly she was also his property.

She had read enough to know that there were absolutly no boundrys on him now.

She now had a small suitcase of clothes and a cloth purse that had nothing but her id card in it. That was it.

She knew she had to present herself to day by 3 pm or risk jail first. It was now 2:30 and she was walking up the walk to his door.

She knocked on the door and waited.
 
Arthur Hamill

A former Lieutenant J.G. in the Navy, his judgment made him even richer (he was already born with a trust fund), and now he also owned the woman that he sued, since she couldn't pay him all. Well, that was that. Don't accuse a man of rape if consent is unclear. It's his word against yours, and things like orgasms could be used against you. Besides, he hadn't heard the word "no" being clearly enunciated. Who knew? Maybe it was an innocent mistake due to different accents and cultures. But to use that mistake to try to send him to prison? Unforgivable! Well, he'd teach that Aussie tease a few lessons for sure.

"Alright, Tom, let her in and then take off for the day. I'll let you know when I need you again," he told his butler.

"So, Amy, let's take you to your room, and try not to slander any of the cats while you're there. The dogs, too, for that matter. The parrot will squeal on you if you do," Arthur led his new chattel to her quarters.
 
As amy walked behind him she realized that he really was very wealthy. She really had not known that when this had started.

She knew in her heart that the slander suit had only been for his pride. Not for the money.

To be made his salve for that reason annoyed her more but she was powerless in the arrangement. Now she ahd to live with it.

She followed him, not having the slightest clue what her quarters would be like.

(ooc- ill let you set that stage on that part its your thread, you have a clue were you want it to go.)
 
Arthur Hamill

Arthur still had a few more scores to settle, such as revenge against his ex-wife for her betrayal of him during the trial. Well, there was a good chance of two slaves, instead of just one, if he played it right. But that could wait. The main thing is that the point had been made. No one accused Arthur Walter Hamill III of a crime and got away with it. Especially not if he was innocent of that crime. He had been born with a strong vindictive streak, and it had never left him. Forgiveness was a foreign word to the man. The class bully from his old boarding school had been forced into another profession and sent to a white-collar prison for a while by the discovery of insider trading in his brokerage.

Arthur had been studying a lot of Australian law lately from necessity, with the help of his solicitor, with an eye toward opening his own practice in Sydney when he passed the bar exam and got his licence. The only stipulations that his tutor had laid down were a hot fling with her and a promise not to compete in her particular fields of civil litigation and criminal defence. Neither of which were difficult for the ambitious young man. And, now, with a case that proved his willingness to go all-out for revenge, people would take him seriously as a new power in the community. He already planned to specialise in family and divorce law, helping men with a similar situation of disloyal wives. The only price to pay was wearing that blasted wig, but he'd get over that.

With any luck, he might become a citizen and enter Parliament....

As for Amy, he gladly showed her the new cell that would house her for now. It was something similar to prison, which was exactly what he had in mind. She had tried to put him behind bars, so he'd return the favour. If she behaved, conditions might improve, but time would tell. When he wanted her body, he'd summon her or simply enter this room with the key that he had: one of two keys, the other held by his butler.

He couldn't wait to see the luck on Amy's face when he showed her the dungeon.

(Thanks. Hope you're enjoying it so far.)
 
As the stairs went down she know it would not be a pleasant place.

The cell was small much like a prison cell. she frowned slightly but said not a word. It was cool and damp here. There was nothing to occupy one time. It would be a vey lonely place. She sighed a bit resigning herself to it.

She set her suitcase down in the square and waited. Her eyes cold but not speaking. Her expression was blank. He struck her as the type who would feed off of any display of emotions.

She was stuck here for a life time and there was no reason she had to go out of her way to make him happy. She would do what she was told but nothing else.
 
Arthur Hamill

"So, my new slave, how do you like your new quarters. I made a point of choosing an environment that you had in mind for me, back when you accused me of something that I didn't do. Well, now, get comfortable. It will be a while before I summon you to the dungeon," Arthur informed her, grinning.

To be honest, he wasn't sure that he even had sex with her, let alone forced. He was drunk that night, it was all foggy, and part of him suspected that his ex had drugged him to make him think that he had cheated on her, which he hadn't done until that night at all. Well, he guessed that they apparently did fuck, since she came...unless it was just oral or something. No, wait, they had found his cum in her. Oh, well, he supposed that it had happened, but not like she claimed.

Maybe they were both victims of his wife, but that never occurred to her. Unless she was in it, a possibility that certainly occurred to the paranoid and vindictive former naval officer. He wouldn't put it past a pair of women out to loot his wealth to cook up a plan to get him drugged and claim rape afterward, when he was sure that he would never rape anyone. Hell, he had been a very good husband, until that night. That despite growing annoyance with not getting laid. One night and one party, and all of this resulted.

Well, they paid for underestimating Yankee ingenuity and his desire for vengeance. First her, and now his wife. Lucky for him that he had that ironclad pre-nup, though that was probably what his wife wanted to undo. Get him in prison, and the pre-nup could be easily voided. Yes, it was quite possible, Arthur thought, as he prepared to leave this new slave to her fate.
 
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She nodded, "as you wish." She turned a quickly put her few clothes away in the shelves there.

then she sat down and waited saying nothing.
 
Arthur Hamill

"Well, don't get too comfortable. I'll be calling on you, soon enough. Hope you enjoy the accommodations, given what you had in mind for me," Arthur smirked, locking the Aussie gal in. He didn't want her going anywhere until he was ready for her.

It was several hours before he needed Amy, since he had business to transact, including the acquisition of dirt on his ex-wife.
 
Amy sat quietly. There was nothing to do. Her unpacking only took a few minutes.

She had expected this. She had been learning to mediatate and relax. So she did so now. It was not hard in this quiet to withdraw into herself.

But as had happned often at home, her mind started going over the trails. She had seen a woman there at the beginning. Part way into it she had stopped comeing. In the suit he had brought against her he had stated that she had distroyed his marrage. Appearently the woman had been hs wife.

She had not seen her before the trail. Not that it mattered. She senced a vindictive ness about this man. Her life was not going to be easy.

She began deep breathing. Pushing down the memories. There was nothing for her to do about anything now. She worked to relax.

Time became meaningless to her. Her eye were not focused on anything.
Her body was relaxing fully.
 
Arthur Hamill

With his work done, Arthur came down and blindfolded Amy, to take her to the dungeon without letting her see the way to and from it. He didn't want his pretty, if aggravating Aussie slave girl to escape, after all.

"So, have you thought any about what you have done to me?" he demanded from his captive, once he had bound her and removed the blindfold.
 
amy frown slighlty as her unblindfolded her. It only took a few moments for his words to sink in, "appearently I caused you wife to leave you. I can understand that upsetting you. Beyond that I have no idea what wrongs you feel i have done you."

The trail had focused on his wife leaving and his betrayal. She had no idea what else he might feel she had done but he had not said.

Stop waited for him, if he was upset about something else he would tell her. She was not used to being tied but she was not going to say anything about that.
 
Arthur Hamill

newlysubbed said:
amy frown slighlty as her unblindfolded her. It only took a few moments for his words to sink in, "appearently I caused you wife to leave you. I can understand that upsetting you. Beyond that I have no idea what wrongs you feel i have done you."

The trail had focused on his wife leaving and his betrayal. She had no idea what else he might feel she had done but he had not said.

Stop waited for him, if he was upset about something else he would tell her. She was not used to being tied but she was not going to say anything about that.

"This is not about that disloyal bitch. She betrayed me by siding with you. You accused me of a crime that I didn't commit, which is slander and defamation of character. Hence my lawsuit against you. You tried to have me sent to prison."
 
She held herself still. "those are the findings of judge Jocobson. What has been entered in to the record stands."

She had not admited doing anything intensionally wrong and would not. Maybe he truly had not heard or understood her no's but she knew she had spoken them.

She knew in time she would learn what he wanted from her in all areas. The array of possibilties was endless. She had read enough stories in the papers of the way slaves were treated.

For know she would simply wait and do as he told her.
 
Arthur Hamill

newlysubbed said:
She held herself still. "those are the findings of judge Jocobson. What has been entered in to the record stands."

She had not admited doing anything intensionally wrong and would not. Maybe he truly had not heard or understood her no's but she knew she had spoken them.

She knew in time she would learn what he wanted from her in all areas. The array of possibilties was endless. She had read enough stories in the papers of the way slaves were treated.

For know she would simply wait and do as he told her.

"I see that you're a bit reluctant to admit what you did. Suit yourself. You will, however, serve me. Unlike before, I will now have no compunctions about using you against your will. I have the law on my side now. So, get on the table and put your arms through those grooves," Arthur instructed Amy regarding the strange table that had a special raised bar and holes in it to bind arms. There was a special lever that would close in on the arms, preventing escape without constricting them.

After that...
 
She listened carefully. she spoke softly. "some times i wish my family would have supported my useing the 4 to 6 years of extensions, the courts give away with out question, instead of reporting with out question." She knew her family had a reputation that would never allow such a manuver.

She also kne her family's attoroneys (they were even more powerful then the one that had been by his side) had something working but they had refused to tell her anything. The less she knew the less she could say.
On some level she understood that.

She continued, " I will not fight or abject to anything you do or say unless you direct me to."

The she put her arms as he had directed. It was not deeply uncomfortable, but she did have to strech a bit, to reach the holes.
 
Arthur Hamill

Once he saw that she was secure, Arthur brought out the flogger, which he tested several times before starting to strike Amy's thighs with them. He wanted her to know that it wouldn't just be the rape that she accused him of....it would be a whole lot worse. If he was going to be accused of something, he'd do it with interest accumulated.
 
Part of her had expected this vindictive man to beat her, then rape her, repeatedly.

The first half dozen lashes she stayed quiet. Then she did start to cry out inpain but said not a word. She had said she would not try and stop him. She would follow that. She did not know if her cries of pain were going to make it worse or not but in truth this was worse then what she had been through to prepare for this.
 
Arthur Hamill

newlysubbed said:
Part of her had expected this vindictive man to beat her, then rape her, repeatedly.

The first half dozen lashes she stayed quiet. Then she did start to cry out inpain but said not a word. She had said she would not try and stop him. She would follow that. She did not know if her cries of pain were going to make it worse or not but in truth this was worse then what she had been through to prepare for this.

Arthur then began teasing Amy's cunny, wanting to get her just short of her release, before stopping. Repeated frustration of this sort would teach her the pain she caused by cock-teasing. It was clear that women like this needed a dose or two of their own medicine.
 
Amy was shocked that he stopped the beating and began working her cunt.

She had expected the beating even violent rape but not his arousing her pleasure. She felt his hand giving her pleasure, She wanted to stop it but she knew full well that there was nothing she could do.

She relaxed in less then a minute. With in another few minutes she was panting lightly and started gently rolling her hips on his fingers. She was completely relaxed her passions were growing. She had no idea how long this would continue but accepted it without question. She was accepting this as a bonous.

In a few minutes her actions became more intense. Her needs were growing.
 
Arthur Hamill

To complete the teasing, Arthur abruptly stopped pleasuring Amy. He wanted her to be on the constant edge of an orgasm for a while. That way, she'd be frustrated and would suffer more. After all, that's what women did to men all of the time, by teasing men's cock. Sauce for the goose and all.

Naturally, when enough minutes had elapsed, he began teasing her nipples instead, determined to see how erect he could make them.
 
She rocked her hips a couple of minutes after he stopped teasing her.

Then His hands went to work on her nipples. It took less then a minute before her hips were responding. She maoned very softly. her nipples grew harder as his hands teased them.

For several minutes more they kept getting harder and larger.

She realized she was not that far from orgasm. She groaned in need and said not a word.
 
Arthur Hamill

Just short of another release, Arthur moved his fingers to Amy's sphincter. He began playing with it again, wanting to tease her even more.
 
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