To buy a slave

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Finadien walked slowly through the crowd, marveling at all the new sights and sounds. this was his first day on the market of Kalumparu, one of the larger citys in Char'on near the border to his homeland Artan. The crowed felt strange and even the vegetables and other goods that should be familiar to him had a touch of exotic about them. He could see much more Ssktak here then at home and even one or to K'zin but there where fewer elves and he had yet to see a dwarf. Char'on was located east of Artan and it's eastern border touched the plains where the catlike K'zin hunted. The south was home to the Lizardpeople who called themself Ssktak, or at least that was the closest a human could come to pronounce it. The Elves lived far in the west and the dwarfes even farther and more to the north.

Since the last war Char'on and Artan had startet to thrieve again and the peacefull times had been good to both kingdoms. The only think that really set them appart was the fact that Char'on allowed slavery and Artan did not. Fiandien allwas had wondered about that. Some of his friends had argued that it was not right to own a person but Finadien quite didn't understand where the difference was between what was called slavery in Char'on and what happend in Artan with farmers but he intented to find out.

Finaly he had made it through the throng of people to the slave blocks. During his way he nearly had broke out in laughter to times as thieves had tried to steal his purse, only to be jolted so hard that they still squirmed on the ground as he was getting out of sight.

The slave blocks where an imposing sight and he took a while to walk around and finaly settle for a trader that only offered female slaves from different species. The women seemed to be treated nicely, even thought some of them seemed to be under some kind of spell to keep them subdued.

He approached the slaver and hailed him, "Hello good sire, I am interested in buying a slave." he said.



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Jason the Slaver

Jason had been checking the slaves he had on the block all four of them where fresh in that day, the two Ssktak accepted their fate and waited patiently for a buyer. They two elves where a different matter all together both had tried to use magic to escape their chains before Jason had drugged them to stop their use of magic.

Once they were sold Jason would put close fitting cold iron bracelets on their arms and ankles this was a known method that he’d learnt while raiding with a couple of elves in the past but he preferred to keep them drugged while on the block.

If he didn’t sell her before closing time he was going to enjoy the one with long black hair, just looking at her naked body turned him on. The only thing that might prevent him was the fact that he’d been informed by a runner that a female K’zin had been captured and was on it’s way to his block and she wouldn’t be arriving until after the market closed.

“Maybe if I close early I’ll be able to enjoy them both,” he thought as he saw a possible customer walking up to his block.

"Hello good sire, I am interested in buying a slave." he said.

The stranger greeted him Jason didn’t know what kind of slave this stranger wanted and he only had four on display. “What kind of slave are you looking for?” he asked. “As you can see I’ve two Ssktak they make the best slave always willing to do whatever they’re asked. The two Elves are a different matter as until they are wearing cold iron bracelets and anklets they can use magic and confuse any master, these two are drugged at the moment to keep them quiet.” He explained to the stranger.

“Now I’ve had a runner arrive not too long ago telling me that later this evening I’ll be taking charge of a K’zin female that has just been captured she’ll go on sale tomorrow. If you’r interested in her I’d arrive early because once word gets around there’ll be plenty of people trying to buy her,” Jason informed the stranger.

“So it’s up to you sir do you want to buy one of these on sale now or wait for tomorrow and the K’zin?” Jason asked.
 
Tirani

Tirani woke up again. Noticing that she was still in chains she lowered her head. She was so tired. So very tired. It was just pure will power that had her being able to lift her head in the first place. She could hardly remember what had happened to her. The only thing she knew was that it was nothing good.

The elf could not focus. Could not collect her thoughts to comprehend how she ended up here, or why. The only thing that went through her mind over and over again was that she had to escape. She was just to tired and disoriented to make it happen.

She was sure that they had used a drug on her. What kind of drug she had no idea of. This whole situation scared her and she loathed being scared. She was an elf and hunter. It was not much that scared her. Being trapped without a way out was one of the very few things that scared her senseless. At least she had not given the peaple who did this to her the satisfaction to see her tremble.

She had growled at the man that used to come and see to that she was kept drugged. Most of the time she had no idea what happened though. The few times she was awake she was so dazed that she wasn't sure of what happened around her. She felt her eyelids close again and with extreme will power she kept them open. She must escape from this dreaded place.
 
There was a pleased smile on Marcus's face as he walked into the market place. It had been several years since the last time he'd been in the city proper and much had changed since his youth. It was time for him to buy his first slave, and take the final plunge into manhood. He already had a small farm and now he wanted a woman.

His hand slipped down, once again checking his belongings, the first a gladius he'd always carried with him. The second was a bag of gold coins. Satisfied he started slowly inspecting each of the girls in their cages. "Beautiful, beautiful." He spoke aloud stopping for a moment to examine the waking, elfish beauty.
 
Keena

Keena's golden eyes narrowed as she saw the city of Kalumparu draw nearer, the incessant pulling on the rope around her neck keeping her moving forwards and preventing her from stopping to take in the prospect.
The K'zin warrior was more than furious, her arms being bound as uncomfortably as they were behind her back, once at the wrists and then higher up towards her elbows, was a direct consequence. She had lashed out at her captors, her claws giving one man a wound to his stomach that might well end up being fatal and receiving a gash to her right cheek from the blade of another before being seized by many hands and held tightly while she was restrained. Followed by an improvised gag of sorts, a thong of leather had been wedged deep inside her mouth, forcing her tongue down, before being fastening around her head.
She knew where she was going and for what purpose.
Slavery.
K'zin were rarely captured and she knew she would fetch a high price, for someone...whoever claimed ownership over her inside the city walls.
As they passed through the gates of the city Keena felt her insides contract, she was used to the wide plains of her homeland. The small, winding streets through which she was dragged made her feel claustrophobic. Trapped. And for the first time since her capture, a little frightened.
Keena fought to keep control over her breathing and her heart rate, both of which soared as a thousand and one scents asailed her senses, humans, so many humans, brushing past her.
Eventually the pulling at her neck stopped, they must have reached their destination.
The slave quarter.
 
Marcus's attention quickly moved from the elf to the feline beauty being dragged into the market place. He'd only seen on her kind once before, and it had been years ago at a distance. "Wow." He said aloud not meaning to speak aloud. His attention slowly left the elf and and moved to the K'zin following at a safe distance as she was lead to wherever they intended to sell her. He'd seen her first and intended to be the first one to get a chance at her.

He could feel his heart thrumming in his chest as the men struggled to lead her to the post. Such strength, such beauty, such will. Breaking her would bring huge amounts of honor to him and his family. It would bring the kind or respect that a young man always sought after.
 
Jason the Slave trader

“Excuse me a moment” Jason said to the customer he was with as he saw another customer looking at the girls chained to the posts on his block.

“Go ahead and handle the merchandise if you want to but be careful of the dark haired Elf she looks like the drug is wearing off and that Gladius wont save you if she slips her chains,” he called to the new customer. [/i]“She’s new in today and I haven’t had time to process her yet to stop her casting spells I’ve had to keep her drugged until I have time to process her properly this evening,” he explained.

He was feeling quite pleased as he had two customers who might buy her which would certainly raise her price if they bid against each other, Elves were nearly as costly as the K’zin as they were rare. He had no idea what the new customer wanted a slave for but if he wanted one to work an Elf was certainly a bad choice until they were properly processed as they always seemed to be able to get away from their masters using their magic.

At that point he saw his runner appear again “Take her around the back leave her tied and tie her legs in the cell back there I’ll get to her later,” he told his runner as yet the K’zin wasn’t in sight and would stay out of sight until the morning.
 
Keena

Keena felt eyes roving across her body, human and non human, men and women.
Thankful her minimal coverings had so far survived. Her short, brown leather skirt still covering her sex and the swath of brown cloth wound tightly around her large breasts, hiding their softly furred peaks and their small nipples from the hungry eyes of those swarming like animals around a fresh kill.
She growled through the gag, hoping to frighten some of them away, her tail flicking back and forth dangerously as those dragging her onwards, suddenly stopped.
She was knocked to the ground and her ankles swiftly tied before being hauled into a cell.
 
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"Marcus turned towards the slave owner quickly sizing the man up and nodding. Impressive girls you have here." Marcus extended his hand in greeting. "Is she truly an elf? I've never actually seen one before. Surely such and innocent looking girl can't be but so dangerous. Name's Marcus by the way."
 
Slaver

“Hello Marcus so you’re looking for a slave,” Jason greeted him. “Yes she is a real Elf and yes she’s dangerous until we drugged her she’s managed to release her chains twice today they do it by magic,” he explained. “But before we turn them over to their new owner we put an iron collar on them with the owners name on it and then fit them with close fitting iron bracelets and anklets it appears to stop their use of magic so if you want her she’ll be ready tomorrow morning for you” he told Marcus.

“I think you caught a glimpse of a K’zin just being delivered she’s now in the cells awaiting processing but she wont go onto the blocks until the day after tomorrow. We have to withdraw her claws before she can even go on the blocks, I believe she managed to scratch one of my men and he died on the way in,” Jason told him.

“I’m hoping to get some human and Ssktak in shortly but it’s up to you and what you want your slave for,” Jason told him.
 
Marcus

"Amazing. Have you ever actually seen her use her magic? I don't come into the city often, I've only seen a single magician and all he could do was some card tricks, made a woman float that kind of thing." Marcus explained as he stepped away from the cage.

"I'm really not sure that I would be interested in owning the elf if she is really as dangerous as you claim her to be. I prefer my threats to be the kind that I can see up close." He perked slightly at the mention of the K'zin though smiling.

"Declaw? That would be needlessly cruel and surely lowers the value of the female doesn't it? I personally wouldn't want to deal with her if she were declawed. How does a man pride himself on taming a handicapped beast?" He asked.
 
Jason the Slaver

“I think that’s the first thing you’ve got to learn she’s not a beast, she only has the looks of a cat she’s a living thinking humanoid that can’t be tamed in the way that you’re thinking. If I let her out with her claws intact I’d be up for your murder within a week she would have killed you and escaped,” Jason told him.

“The first few caught were sold with their claws and none of their new owners lasted more than a week after that the city ruled they had to be declawed first. If you want one with claws I’ll happily allow you the use of my men to catch one for a price them she’ll be yours to do with what ever you like, it will certainly be cheaper than bidding for her on the block” Jason suggested to Marcus.

“As for lowering her value most people want a slave that they can enjoy in safety and if it wasn’t the law they would demand her have her claws removed first, just remember she wants to escape turn your back for a moment and your dead,” he added.
 
Tirani

Tirani felt her senses returning slowly. Now she could hear what the slaver and the man called Marcus discuss herself and a K'zin. Tirani shook her head slightly, pleased that the world didn't spin when doing so. She smiled to herself. She almost felt like usual. It was just a matter of time before she could try an escape.

Her thoughts where of her family. She was glad that her younger sister escaped the trap. Tirani didn't think that the slavers even saw her hiding. The smile on her lips grew wider. She had no hope of being rescued but her family would at least know her fate.

She tried the strength of her chains again. Sighing she admits defeat once again. The drug was wearing of but it was still in her system, preventing her to unlock the chains. Knowing it is useless she slumps back again.
 
Jason the Slaver

Jason had been watching the Elf as he spoke to Marcus knowing that she was due for another dose of the drug shortly, seeing her smile told him that when she was captured there must have been another prize nearby.

“Excuse me Markus,” he said as he mounted the block and walked over to the Elf, her arms are above her head shackled to the top of the post, her legs are spread and each ankle is shackled to a ring in the concrete floor of the block allowing buyers or slaver free access to the prizes.

Knowing that she was just faking he squeezed her tits and teased her nipples before slipping his hand between her legs and sliding two fingers into her sex working them in and out a few times until she was wet before removing his fingers and leaving her partially aroused.

“The Elf needs a bit more drug, but not too much we might have to get her ready for a buyer later,” he called to one of his men before returning to Marcus and showing him his wet fingers.
 
Tirani

The humiliation as the slaver squeased her tits and then pushed his fingers inside her sex was almost to much. It wasn't as much his actions as the betrayal of her body that made her close her eyes in shame.

Tirani shivered as she held back her tears. She would not cry. Not for anyone. The slaver left her but she could hear his order to some men that she would suffer from the drug again. She closed her eyes again as the man came to drug her.
 
Jason the Slaver

“We’re closing now are you interested in the Elf or would you rather wait to see the K’zin?” he asked Marcus as he saw the Elf take the small amount of drug before the girls were removed from the block and taken to their cells.

"Of course she'll be a lot cheaper than the K'zin,"[/] he added.

“If you want her I’ll have her collared for you by tomorrow morning,” he informed Marcus. He was keen to get away as soon as possible to look over the prize K’zin that he knew was waiting in the cells for his inspection.
 
Keena

Keena struggled uselessly within the cell. The bindings on her wrists and elbows held fast, painfully so, as did the new ones holding her ankles tightly together. She managed to wriggle up into something of a sitting position, although hunched over slightly due to the confines of the cage, her long honey coloured hair falling down over her eyes, an almost constant growl humming behind the gag, eyes narrowed and muscles tensed. She knew someone would have to come to her soon. And when they did...she would be ready for them...
 
Marcus's youth was again readily apparant as he followed Jason, observing his treatment of the elf as he continued to speak. "No I don't have any particular interest in the elf. To be sure she is more beautiful than anything that I have seen but I'm settled on the K'zin if I can manage to afford her. I'd be willing to pay more if you could deliver her completely intact, perhaps gloved? Is there no way to avoid the laws of the city? Out in the country where I intend to take her it would be a shame if a wolf came upon a helpless maiden unable to defend herself. A K'zin on the otherhand. . " He intentionally dragged out his words hoping to convince the man, afterall what use was a man who won a battle against a neutered beast. He wanted respect not ridicule.
 
Slaver

“I’ll tell you what I’ll do for you,” Jason told Marcus. “I’ll put her on the block for sale tomorrow without taking her claws, in the meantime you see the council and get a waver from the withdrawing of claws then come back at this time by then I’ll have bids in for her. If you can bid higher than the highest bid and have the necessary documents you can have her, I should tell you that I expect her to bring between 500 and 1,000 golds,” Jason told him.

If he wanted to seal his own death warrant it was his problem. “As for wolves I don’t think one would even get near to her we only caught her because she was in a fight and got overpowered by force of numbers. She’s a female like any other no different from a human female or the Elf just more deadly,” he informed Marcus.

“Does that satisfy you?” he asked anxious to see to his charges.
 
Marcus

Marcus nodded in response quickly realizing that this was easily the best deal that he was going to get. The alternative was trying to steal a slave, which when the slave could kill you and the slaver would kill you wasn't at all a positive situation to find one in. He paused and reached into his pouch quickly counting out his money. Not a full thousand, not even close.

Marcus sighed slightly. "I'll be seven hundred, fifty seven gold on her." Marcus said then glancing sideways at the elf one last time before walking away from the slaver and towards the City Council in search.
 
Jason

As Marcus left Jason turned to his holding pens and headed for the cell the K’zin was locked in opening the door he walked in finding her half sitting and hunched in a corner his men hadn’t even bothered to put her on the straw mattress on the floor. He could hear the growl coming from behind the gag but he couldn’t see her properly her face was partially covered by her golden locks and her body was still cover by the few bits of clothing she’d had on when she was captured.

“Now my costly beauty we can do things the hard way or the easy way the choice is yours, the first thing I’m going to do is have you cleaned up as you must realise you’re now my property and you need to be clean to appear on the slave block tomorrow,” he told her as he moved around her and cut the gag allowing her to speak for the first time since she arrived.

“I know your kind refuse to be slaves but I’ve got a buyer who thinks that you’re a beast and he’s going to tame even if you still have your claws,” he informed her and waited for the abuse that he was sure would come. He wasn’t bothered as he had a syringe of drug just outside the door which would keep her unconscious long enough for them to bathe her and tie her to the bed.
 
Keena

Keena tensed as the man entered her cell, her growling through the gag increasing as he drew nearer. She could feel her heckles rising, causing the fur between her shoulder blades and at the base of her spine to rise.

“Now my costly beauty we can do things the hard way or the easy way the choice is yours, the first thing I’m going to do is have you cleaned up as you must realise you’re now my property and you need to be clean to appear on the slave block tomorrow,”

Keena spat onto the floor as he removed the gag, trying to rid her tongue of the taste of the leather. She shook back her hair, fixing her golden eyes upon his face as he appeared before her, narrowed and glowing with barely supressed anger.

“I know your kind refuse to be slaves but I’ve got a buyer who thinks that you’re a beast and he’s going to tame even if you still have your claws,”

"I shall be tamed by no Man!" Keena snarled, showing her sharp, feline teeth. "It will take more than your drugs and your threats to make me into a prisoner, human!" She added, knowing the ways of these so-called slavers. She struggled against the ropes binding her arms and ankles, it was useless but it showed the muscles straining beneath her fur, letting him know the strength she had within her. "Why don't you untie me and then we'll see how much of a Man you are..." Her tone became soft, dangerously so, her eyes never moving from his.
 
Jason the Slaver

Jason laughed when she asked to be untied he knew the effect of even a scratch from her claws. “You must think that I’m a fool if you think I’m going to untie you while you’re awake,” he told her. “Before the night is over you’ll cease to be a virgin if you still are one and you’ll have the slave brand and collar,” he told her laughing at her threats.

“But first I’m going to have you bathed so we can see how much of a prize we have,” he told her signalling to his man to bring in the syringe. Having dealt with her kind before he knew the drug in the syringe would knock her out for about two hours.

“This little fellow will help us get you cleaned up,” he told her showing her the honey coloured liquid in the syringe and the sharp needle.
 
Keena

“You must think that I’m a fool if you think I’m going to untie you while you’re awake...Before the night is over you’ll cease to be a virgin if you still are one and you’ll have the slave brand and collar,”

Keena growled menacingly, "I swear that if you take my virginty...I will one day take your life, Human..." The last word was dripping with venom and disgust.

“But first I’m going to have you bathed so we can see how much of a prize we have...This little fellow will help us get you cleaned up,”

Keena stiffened at the sight of the needle and it's innocent looking contents. She knew she would not be able to resist any drug put into her blood and so would not be able to defend herself. She shuffled back against the wall as he approached, the needle glinting the lantern light from outside. "No...I won't let you do this to me..." She roared but then whimpered as she felt the needle prick her flesh. The man stepped back, watching her. She tried once more to pull free from her bonds but her limbs were already beginning to feel heavy. The room began to swim around her as she fought to focus her eyes on him. "You...y-you can't..." She murmured as she slumped to the floor, unconscious.
 
Slaver

Jason smiled at the threat to kill him as he knew if she killed the young master she’d end up back on hid block but next time she’d have her claws removed, to kill him she’d have to enter the city but free K’zin never entered the city and any slaves had to be leashed. With her collar and brand without a leash the city patrols would soon shoot her full of drugged darts rather than take any chances with her once she was unconscious she’d be brought back to his block.

As she slipped into unconsciousness he undid the cruel but effective binding on her arms and released her legs before cutting off the few bits of clothing she was wearing, lifting the naked unconscious form over his shoulder he carried her to the bathing area where her whole body was washed removing any dirt from her fur. Once they were satisfied that every bit of her was clean she was carried to another cell much larger than the first that had an enormous bed in the middle.

Her arms and ankles were shackled to the corners of the bed stretching and spread-eagling her body into the shape of an ‘X’ before Jason fitted her slave collar around her neck pocketing the key knowing that it was impossible to remove the collar without the key. He was going to wait until she’d recovered before putting the brand on her, the chemical brand would remove all fur in the shape of the brand on her cheek so it would be visible to anybody that saw her and the fur would never grow again in that area. He used different types of branding for different races but this was the most effective for the K’zin.

He left two guards to watch over her while he went to see how the elf was doing she was going to have to have her bracelets and anklets fitted to prevent her using magic to free herself. Two of his men where already dealing with her so he fitted her collar and left them to finish their work instructing them to clean her up before the drug wore off.

From what he’d seen so far his scouts had managed to collect him two valuable prizes in the K’zin and the Elf, he smiled as he returned to the room the K’zin was secured.
 
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