To buy a slave

i start crying"What wrong have i done to you?" why are you humilating me please let me go for god's sake i collapse on the ground and start crying begging for mercy all the time
 
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Slaver & Fatima

When Fatima slipped to the ground not obeyingwhat he'd told her to do he picked up his whip and gave her a lash across her back.

"Stand up in position Slave," he ordered as he prepared to whip her again.
 
Fatima & Slaver

the whip was strong to break the girls resolve and she stood up and put her hands behind her head as instructed by the slaver
 
“It’s time for bed you’ll be sleeping in there with me Meliara,” he said indicating his room. “Go in and make yourself comfortable I’ll be in shortly,”

Meliara's face went pale as she heard Jason's words.

"O-ok.." She managed before she entered the room and closed the door behind her.

She found a bed, which she sat on. Her heart was pounding nervously. Was she really going to let this man have his way with her? She wanted to cover herself with the blanket. Meliara wished that she could fall asleep right there and avoid experiencing what would happen to her. She grabbed a pillow and hugged it; it hid her body from the cold air at least. Sitting against the backboard of the bed, she stared at the door silently waiting for Jason.
 
Trianna

Trianna cried out as she felt him bury himself entirely within her tight sex and climaxed, feeling his warm seed filling her insides.
As he released her legs and collapsed on top of her, still buried inside her, she reminded herself that she would need to warm him of her 'seasons', the times of the year when she would grow fertile. Humans and K'zin rarely bred but it wasn't impossible, something she knew she should warn him of. As well as the mild 'changes' her body would go through during that time.
Her breasts would swell and the scent of arousal would surround her almost constantly. She didn't think she would tell him that her breasts swelled for two reasons, firstly it was due to the hormones racing through her body at that time, and that secondly the hormones caused her body to prepare for pregnancy, as the K'zin's gestation period was shorter than Humans, and so her breasts would, for the period of her 'season', produce small quantities of milk. The 'season' lasted a week or so, every 3 months, but she had heard a horrible story of a K'zin slave fed special drugs by a Human Slaver to keep her in that state permanently without falling pregnant. She doubted Marcus would do such things to her but she knew she should tell him, before he found out for himself.
Marcus kissed her and she returned it, feeling his tongue seeking out her own and allowed hers to stroke and fondle his in return. His fingers stroking her hair and his face nuzzling her own, planting light kisses against her fur, causing her to purr once more.
 
"You are an esquisite peice of property." He smiled and kissed her again before leaning back and looking toward the horizon where the sun was now begining to rise over a new day. "Good at keeping a man from his rest." He smiled at that. "Its hard to believed that you were a virgin such a short period of time ago. We need to head back soon though."
 
Trianna

"You are an esquisite peice of property."
Trianna kissed him back and then sat up slightly, her eyes sparkling in the first rays of the dawn.
"Good at keeping a man from his rest...It's hard to believed that you were a virgin such a short period of time ago. We need to head back soon though."
"I am sorry to have kept you from your sleep, Master..." Trianna replied honestly, moving so that she was sat a little behind him, wrapping her arms around his chest, pressing her own chest against his back while her head rested on his shoulder, the pair of them looking out towards the sunrise. "But..I am glad you are enjoying my progress..." She added quietly, knowing that he still had things he wanted to teach her, show her, to do to her.
 
"I am sorry to have kept you from your sleep, Master..." Marcus blinked slightly at that statement raising a brow.

"The K'zin don't have sarcasm do they?" Marcus asked as he leaned himself back against her. It was unusual to be held by somebody, particularly a woman. This time he smiled though as he thought about how weird it was to have a strong woman holding him close. It was a safe feeling and in the early morning light he just decided to enjoy it.

"You seem to be enjoying your progress as well. Being a slave isn't all sex however, there are other things to be learned. Obedience and the such though I'm confident you will learn those quickly as well."
 
Castor watched as Valentus and Democritus rode off and then he turned and went back into the stables. He was feeling very conflicted. On the one hand he was glad to get the untrustworthy Democritus out of his home. On the other... he ground his teeth as he considered the vengance he was delaying. His steps took him through the kitchen garden and into the house proper. He stopped, briefly considering matters, and stepped into the kitchen. The staff looked up, surprised to see him.

"Democritus has ridden west on an errand for me. One of you will take over his duties. I will expect you all to behave in a manner which brings honor to your families. I have slaves in the house where I have not done so before. Do not trifle with my property."

He turned and walked out. The servants were not stupid, quite the contrary, really. They would make the connection and there was likely to be talk, but he had made part of his point. The remainder of the point would have to be made at a later date, and it would be all the more emphatic for the delay.

But at the moment he was seething with aggression and no place to ground it. Then he smiled.

Aaja was drying her hands on a towel when he walked into the bedroom. Eloriel noticed him and started to rise from the bed, but Castor waved her down. Aaja noticed the movement and turned to face him.

"The salve," she said, pointing at Eloriel's hip where a greenish paste partly obscured the mark. He noticed the same paste on her hip. "It will heal fast fast. Two days and the cuts will be gone. The scars will be small. Is that okay?"

"Yes," he replied. "The cuts are no more than a way to get the pigment into the skin. If it can be done without any raised scarring then that's all the better. You will teach people I select about this salve. They will pay for the knowledge and they will remember where it came from. I will allow you to keep a portion of the money. But that, and a new tutor, are for later. For now, I want you."

He stepped forward and slid his hand down her belly and between her thighs. She looked surprised for a moment and then shifted, widening her stance slightly to afford him better access to her. He used this access to slip a finger into her. She was moist, but not yet wet and winced a little as his finger slid inside. The look excited him, not for the minor pain he had caused, but because it reminded him that he controlled her absolutely. He might not desire to cause her pain, but he could. She was the servant of his lusts.

He leaned his head down, kissing her softly.
 
Aaja was a little surprised at the suddenness of Castor's lust but would never deny him anything he wanted and moved to allow him access to her innermost places as his hand sought it. She had not been prepared for this touch and with no warning, she was no yet wet enough but he proceeded to finger her and she slowly responded, moistening as he did so. She let his other arm support her weight a little as she leaned on him, relaxing as he fondled her, rising to his kiss, enjoying the feel of his tongue as it massaged her own.
 
When Aaja opened herself to him, it simply fed the flames of Castor's desire. He savored the feeling of her most intimate embrace, the soft, wet silk of her smooth against his finger as he explored her depths. His hand worked slowly but insistently, palm circling against her mons as his finger slid in and out, tip caressing every inch of her. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply and enjoying the taste of her.

He felt hands moving on his chest and realized Eloriel had come up behind Aaja. She was leaning into her, mouth at the nape of Aaja's neck while her hands came between Aaja and Castor and stroke lovingly at Aaja's breasts, nimble fingers discarding the nipple shields to pull and roll at the lovely peaks.

Castor continued in this fashion, delighting in the way Aaja's body responded under his attentions.
 
Trianna

"The K'zin don't have sarcasm do they?"
"I don't think I understand you, Master..." Trianna frowned for a brief moment before focusing on wrapping her arms around his chest as he leant back against her. She knew that Human's enjoyed to find amusement in the use of their language, but such nuances had not been learnt by the K'zin. Nuzzling his neck with her nose, pressing her breasts into his back.
"You seem to be enjoying your progress as well. Being a slave isn't all sex however, there are other things to be learned. Obedience and the such though I'm confident you will learn those quickly as well."
"I shall try to learn all you wish to teach me, Master, as quickly as I can..." One of her hands was lightly stroking his chest, the other stroking his stomach as she caressed him from behind.
 
"You'll pick it up eventually, in the mean time I'll try to avoid sarcasm as much as I can Trianna." He let his eyes close as he leaned up against her firm fame and smiled snuggling back against her. "When I said you kept me from my sleep I wasn't complaining, I was joking. I'd much rather have a cock sucking from a slave slut than get sleep." He leaned to one side and kissed her cheek knowing she still wasn't quite comfortable with some of his language.

"You won't try to learn what I teach you Trianna. You will learn it, you have exceeded every expectation for your progress."
 
Trianna

"You'll pick it up eventually, in the mean time I'll try to avoid sarcasm as much as I can Trianna...When I said you kept me from my sleep I wasn't complaining, I was joking. I'd much rather have a cock sucking from a slave slut than get sleep."
"Thank you, Master, I am happy to have pleased you so..."
Trianna smiled as his lips brushed her cheek, taking a little of the effect of his words away. She knew she'd get used to the names he would call her, and the names she would no doubt be called by those who visited him but it would take time.
"You won't try to learn what I teach you Trianna. You will learn it, you have exceeded every expectation for your progress."
"Yes Master, I will learn everything you wish..." Trianna corrected herself, lifting one hand to stroke through his hair, massaging his scalp.
 
Aaja was in heaven, pressed between the bodies of both of her lovers, caressed and fondled by each in their own loving way. She sighed in contentment enjoying the moment thoroughly.
 
Marcus couldn't help but smile as his slave ran her fingers through his hair but he continued to smile looking back at her. "That's better Trianna." He complimented her as she corrected herself. The sun was nearly up by the time Marcus pulled himself away from her so he could wrap an arm around her body and pull her against him. "We'll head back in a moment, knock out the chores and eat something. I think we're going to head up to my father's house. I should visit him while I still have the time."
 
Trianna

"That's better Trianna."
She inclined her head towards his as he noted her correction with his smiled words. Her smile growing a little as he pulled her against him.
"We'll head back in a moment, knock out the chores and eat something. I think we're going to head up to my father's house. I should visit him while I still have the time."
"Of course, Master...I shall ensure I work as efficiently and quickly as I can for you to allow you as much time as possible for the visit..." She replied quietly. A slight twinge of nervousness entering the pit of her stomach at the thought of being taken to his father's house. Wondering if she'd be clothed at all...how she would be expected to behave, if this would be one of the circumstances he had spoken of that would require her to remain silent.
 
Castor felt one of Eloriel's hands slip down Aaja's belly and begin to rub at his erection through the fabric of his clothing. Her other hand continued to play at Aaja's chest while her mouth sucked at the flesh of Aaja's neck. He paid more attention to Aaja's pearl and felt her body stiffening in response. After a few moments she stiffened sharply and moaned into his mouth.

He continued to stroke her trembling body for a few more minutes and then stepped towards the bed, pushing both women before him.

"On your back, Eloriel," he commanded.

The little woman reluctantly broke her embrace and scrambled back onto the bed, laying down with her legs spread. Castor turned Aaja around and pushed her on top of Eloriel. The two women embraced, whispering softly to each other in their native tongue before kissing. Castor pulled them down to the edge of the bed until Aaja's legs were planted on the floor. He stepped between them and inserted himself inside her. He began to vigorously pump back and forth into her body.
 
"I love you, my darling." Aaja whispered in her native tongue to Eloriel as she lay atop her, unclasping her nipple jewellery and caressing her breasts until her nipples raised at the contact.

Castor was soon inside her, pumping away from behind as Aaja kissed and caressed Eloriel. It felt like a pleasant dream and her body responded to these feelings with delight.
 
Merin

Jason waited for Meliara to enter his room and close the door before turning to Miren. “I’m sorry I wish there was another way,” he said to her then quickly leant forward and gave her a quick peck on her lips.

“Sleep well Miren,” he said as he turned towards his room and a night with Meliara.

Merin watched him as he left the room, as usual, keeping her thoughts and her feelings to herself.

She looked round the room as she considered how to spend the hours before she would need to sleep. She picked at the remains of their dinner, finishing the last of her favorite fruit before calling in the servants to clear the table. With charming smiles, she insisted they sample the delicacies left over from dinner and engaged them in idle conversation while they worked, encouraging them to speak but careful to ask no questions that could cause trouble for them.

After the servants left, Miren drew out her square of silk and silken threads, and as she worked on her design, she keenly felt the absence of her friends and family. At home, there would be music, she thought to herself. She began to sing softly as she pulled silk threads though the square of silk, the beautiful pattern became more intricate with each perfect stitch, and graceful arcs became elaborate knots in the design. She sang an ancient song in the language of the Eldar, and as the muted sound filled the air around her, Merin was at peace.
 
tess laid on his bed, looking away as he gropped her breasts, pressing his cock against her crotch.

moaning as he pinched her nipples, taking one in his hand and one in his mouth. he was kneeling above her, pinning her to the bed.

she turned, looking into his eyes.
 
Jason & Meliara

OOC: Sorry to those waiting for me to post but Real Life caught up with me, I’ll post as often as I can in the next few days then hopefully things will be back to normal.

Jason entered his bedroom to find Meliara huddled around a pillow with her back against the head board she looked frightened and ready to run which he knew was senseless as his men would catch her before she took more than a dozen strides from his door.

“Don’t be frightened Meliara,” he said in a calm voice. “I’m not going to hurt you if I can help it, you might feel a little pain for a moment but that will soon pass,” he added with a genuine smile on his face.

He didn’t want her to fight and he was sure that Miren had told her to relax and surrender to her fate as the easy way out.

“Your body responded to my hands outside so I’m sure it will respond again,” he told her as he started to remove his clothing stripping until he was dressed in only his under shorts. He knew that she probably had an idea of what was going to happen to her but also that she hadn’t had any experience of men either Elf or Human.

“How about getting rid of the pillow there and coming over to me,” he suggested trying to get her to relax a little.
 
Slaver & Fatima

The Slaver smiled when Fatima took up her position showing off her body to himself and his men.

“Now you stay like that until I tell you otherwise unless you want to feel the whip again,” he told her as he stepped up to her and handled her tits before tweaking her nipples smiling as they hardened between his fingers.

He couldn’t take her virginity that was for Jason or his men but he could have some fun with her during their journey.
 
Sam & Rose

At the entrance to the cell Sam fastened her wrists together and then put the rope between them onto a hook just above the door on the outside wall then fixed her ankles apart so that she was facing the yard and everybody could see her it was time she learnt that a slave had no choices.

“You’ll stay like that until I decide you’ve learnt your lesson,” Sam told her as he wondered about the guy who’d bought Tess if he’d come back and take Rose he did say he wanted another slave besides Tess.
 
When Jason entered the bedroom he said, “Don’t be frightened Meliara I’m not going to hurt you if I can help it, you might feel a little pain for a moment but that will soon pass,”

Meliara wasn't beguiled by his smile. She clutched her pillow tighter and held her tongue, knowing that whatever she was going to say would make him angry at her.

“Your body responded to my hands outside so I’m sure it will respond again,” Jason said as he began to remove his clothing.

The little elf blushed a deep red as she saw what he was doing. She quickly looked away.. she had never seen a man undressed.

“How about getting rid of the pillow there and come over to me,” he requested of her.

Meliara shook her head. "I.. I'd rather not..." She bit her lip as she glanced up at him before remembering that he was almost undressed and looking away while the blush in her cheeks was renewed.
 
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