To buy a slave

[lushlips18]

Taya

She growled more at this, deeply displeased. She could feel her nipples hardening to his will and she hated it. She tried so hard to fight it to will them to stay the same but her body did not agree. She bared her teeth growling louder now. She wanted him to stop despite what her body said. She was in charge here not her body.

 

[bullshot]

Slaver

Jason could hear her growling at him but her nipples were hardening telling him that he body was enjoying what he was doing even if her mind thought otherwise. He released one nipple and replaced his fingers with his mouth sucking the nipple in her started to tease it with his tongue and grate his teeth along it as he gently nipped it.

His free hand now slid down her belly until it could slide between her open legs he left one finger rub along her pussy lips carefully putting a little pressure on them until they opened enough for his finger to slide between them. He found her clit with his finger and had his thumb and finger take hold of the nub and started to roll it between them waiting for it to harden the same way as her nipples had.

He was enjoying the sounds of complaint from her mouth as he teased her body to arousal knowing that his fingers would eventually penetrate her sex to drive her body higher but that would come along shortly.

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

She felt his body speed up slightly, his thrusts growing more forceful as he took her, clearly reacting to the response her own body was giving him. Her sex gripping him, her hips rocking in a motion matching his own. And throughout it all, his eyes never left hers.
Her heart was pounding and the purring was growing louder every moment that passed, interspersed with faint moans and whimpered mewling sounds. Her back arched as he drove a little deeper, pressing her breasts up against his chest, her soft fur stroking his skin back and forth as their bodies moved against one another.
Then his eyes left hers, his body tensing as he drove the deepest yet, drawing a loud moan from her lips while his hips began to jerk into her body, his shaft throbbing and spasming within her, filling her with his warm seed.
He lay on top of her for a moment before rolling off to one side, his arm wrapping around her shoulders and back to pull her with him, until she was laid beside him, her head on his chest. She could hear the thunderous speed of his heart pounding beneath her head.

"You did well Keena."

His words were gently spoken and kind in tone. Not mocking like the Slaver had been. And then, Marcus kissed her forehead almost tenderly. But Keena fought to keep such thoughs from her mind. He was her Master, not her lover.
"Thank you Master..." She replied in a voice that was soft and trembling slightly, although the reason quite why it did so eluded her. "Thank you for being so...so gentle with me..."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"There is no need to thank me Keena." He ran his fingers slowly through her hair holding her against him as he stared up at the lazily drifting clouds. He was happy just to enjoy her body again his. She was unusual, he'd only been with humans before this so just the feeling of her fur against his chest was exciting.

He found himself like a young child running his fingers through her fur jsut to see how it reacted to his touch, enjoying every inch of her. He wasn't particularly focused on her breast, he was just as interested in her stomach, her shoulders, her elbows her hips, just memorizing her.

"I'm sorry that your first time wasn't something you enjoyed. Every woman's first time should be something to remember."

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"There is no need to thank me Keena."

Keena couldn't help but sigh softly as his fingers slipped through her hair, stroking her fur almost lazily. She knew it must be intriguing for him to feel fur like her own, his skin was very interesting to her. So smooth and warm, soft but firm. She had skin of her own but his felt different somehow.
Grooming together was a large part of the Pride's daily life, although she couldn't remember the last time she had been able to relax and feel the hands of another on her fur. A light purring starting up once more as his fingertips dragged up and down across her shoulders, making her back arch in response.

"I'm sorry that your first time wasn't something you enjoyed. Every woman's first time should be something to remember."

"I'm sure I shall not forget it quickly..." She replied sadly, "But you have nothing to apologise for...it was not you who captured me or ravaged me...that blame lies with another..." Her tone became slightly dark as she spoke of the Slaver, her body tensing ever so slightly against his.

 

[Sean Renaud]

I'm sure I shall not forget it quickly..." She replied sadly, "But you have nothing to apologise for...it was not you who captured me or ravaged me...that blame lies with another..." Her tone became slightly dark as she spoke of the Slaver, her body tensing ever so slightly against his.

"Forget him, that is you past, this is your life now." He said and went silent holding her until she relaxed again and then he sat up and pulled her up with him. "Come on, its time that you got a tour of the rest of the farm." He stood up pulling his pants on and throwing his shirt over one shoulder.

"I guess we'll start here in the orchard, we've got two different kinds of fruit, apples and pears." He took her by the hand and started leading her around, breifly taking her through the fields, which were all empty at the moment, then over to the the fence that locked in the animals and the nearby barn. Marcus sat on the fence watching his sheep,close to a hundred animals graze.

"So Keena tell me, what was it like where you were born?"

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"Forget him, that is you past, this is your life now...Come on, its time that you got a tour of the rest of the farm."

He stood and helped her to her feet, as he dressed himself, Keena considered picking up the blanket from the ground to cover herself but knew she shouldn't...regardless of his friendly air towards her, she was his 'slave' and he had already spoken of the fact that she would be without apparel.
A little surprised when he took hold of her hand, she followed him as he quided her around his property and land.

"I guess we'll start here in the orchard, we've got two different kinds of fruit, apples and pears."

Keena watched him talk as they headed through fields awaiting planting before they arrived at the enclosure containing his livestock. Sheep grazing peacfully, their occassional bleating calls rising to one another.

"So Keena tell me, what was it like where you were born?"

Marcus had sat up upon the fence to watch his herd and so Keena leant against the fence beside him. Resting her forearms upon the uppermost beam and looking out across the slowly moving animals before her.
"It's not so very different to here Mar...Master..." She corrected, feeling the skin of her face warm with an unaccustomed sensation. She knew it was blushing but luckily her fur kept such things hidden. "I was born out on the plains and raised with my family in amongst the Pride. Raising of the young is shared by all the females allowing individual mother's to go out and hunt with the rest..." She halted before continuing. Not entirely sure why she felt the urge to tell him everything about her. Maybe it this was going to be her only chance for free speech. She had heard many tales of 'Masters' keeping their slaves in enforced silence. She might as well speak while she could. "My...my mother was killed by humans while I was still young...that's why I became a warrior. My father was one of the leaders of our Pride and so I spent most of my time with him and my brothers and male cousins. Being around the other females reminded me too much of my mother I think..." Her golden eyes looked out into the distance as if watching something Marcus could not see. "And so I chose not to mate when I came of age and came into season...I didn't want to risk the chance of any of my cubs being left like I was...and now...well now it does not matter anyway...such a thing will now never happen...will it...?" She asked, wanting to sound harsh and abrasive but her voice came out quiet and definitely sad in tone.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I doubt it will Keena." He really wasn't sure what to say to her about that, he had no intention of being harsher than need be, but at the same time he wouldn't lie. She he just left it at that wrapping an arm around her and pulling her close to him.

"I know you must be full of questions Keena so ask away."

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"I doubt it will Keena."

Keena felt his arm wrap around her upper body, drawing her closer to him, her head rest halfway up his torso from his position on top of the fence.

"I know you must be full of questions Keena so ask away."

She wet her lips slightly, he was right, she did have a lot of questions but where to start...
"I...I suppose firstly I'd like to know a little more about you, have you always lived out here...and alone? I'd like to know why you wanted a slave...and why you chose me..." She let her voice tail off, knowing if she asked too much too soon that she would not have all of her questions answered, she would be more likely to have none.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I...I suppose firstly I'd like to know a little more about you, have you always lived out here...and alone? I'd like to know why you wanted a slave...and why you chose me..."

"I've lived out on this farm my entire life yes." He pointed her to the horizon where the faint outline of a large manor rested. "My father owns all this land, it was his reward for serving in the military. Last year he divided the farm amongst us, I got this section, my brother got the eastern parts and my father kept the northern for himself. I usually head up to visit every so often. Once I get the farm making on its feet I plan on buiding my house even bigger than my father's." He smiled.

"A man isn't really a man until he owns a slave, until he's had a woman and tamed her. Until he's protected a woman, kept her safe and provided for her. Until they've done all those things they can't really be considered men. As for why I chose you." Marcus jumped down off the fence and looked at her. "Well we could start with the obvious, you are stunningly beautiful. I suppose another reason is your strength. A K'zin warrior, with claws in tact. If taming a woman makes you a man taming an incredible woman makes you that much better of a man."

Marcus stepped behind her wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder for a moment. "I suppose now is a good time to set a few rules. I enjoy the sound of your voice so you may speak freely, I'll tell you if I want you to be silent and there will always be a reason. I trust you will not run so you have free reign of the farm but I expect you to come when called. Don't ever embaress me, you are are my property what you do reflects on me so take pride in yourself just like I take pride in you." He kissed her cheek tenderly.

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

Keena listened with interest as he spoke of his father and brother. His family had links with the army, which explained his understanding and appreciation of the importance of honour.

"A man isn't really a man until he owns a slave, until he's had a woman and tamed her. Until he's protected a woman, kept her safe and provided for her. Until they've done all those things they can't really be considered men."

Keena could understand a little of what he spoke of, she knew how having a mate, someone to care for and have care for you seemed to change people...almost always for the better...but he was not taking her as a mate so it seemed a little strange to her when he spoke of keeping her safe. But then, she had never been a slave before and didn't know how everything would slip into place.

"As for why I chose you...Well we could start with the obvious, you are stunningly beautiful. I suppose another reason is your strength. A K'zin warrior, with claws in tact. If taming a woman makes you a man taming an incredible woman makes you that much better of a man."

She could feel that warm rippling beneath her fur as he spoke of her in such a way. He moved behind her and embraced her, his chin upon her shoulder. The pose to an onlooker would have been one of affection and caring...which if Keena was honest was how it felt too.

"I suppose now is a good time to set a few rules. I enjoy the sound of your voice so you may speak freely, I'll tell you if I want you to be silent and there will always be a reason. I trust you will not run so you have free reign of the farm but I expect you to come when called. Don't ever embaress me, you are are my property what you do reflects on me so take pride in yourself just like I take pride in you."

"I thank you for allowing me to keep a certain amount of my freedom," She replied softly after his lips had brushed her cheek once more. "I shall of course do what is asked of me to the best of my ability and will do my utmost to be a credit to you when amongst others..." Part of her wanted to ask when, and if, such ocassions arose when there would be guests at the house or if she was to accompany him somewhere...would she be granted clothing...after all she was his now, surely he'd want to keep 'his' property for his eyes only...but she remained quiet.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I shall of course do what is asked of me to the best of my ability and will do my utmost to be a credit to you when amongst others..."

"Good." He smiled and released her. "I suppose we are going to have to get you fitted for a collar soon, something pretty, and we'll have to pick a name out for you, something befitting a woman as beautiful as you."

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"Good...I suppose we are going to have to get you fitted for a collar soon, something pretty, and we'll have to pick a name out for you, something befitting a woman as beautiful as you."

Keena felt her body stiffen as she turned slightly to look at him. Her face a combination of hurt, curiosity and a very slight edge of anger.
"A...A name...?" She took a very, very slight step away from him. "What's...what's wrong with my name...?"

 

[Sean Renaud]

"A...A name...?" She took a very, very slight step away from him. "What's...what's wrong with my name...?"

Marcus paused fora moment letting her take in what he'd said before turning and locking his eyes with hers. "Keena is your old name, the girl who was Keena is no more. Traditionally you keep a slave without a name for a few months to get her used to responding to slave, pet, girl, bitch whatever you might want her to start thinking of herself as. I don't see a point in doing that to you. I don't feel a need to parade you around as a nameless girl. I do know that we need to erase your past so that you can be proud and happy in your present." He didn't approach her yet, her training would be little by little since he wasn't planning on beating her often if at all.

"Kneel." He pointed to the grass at his feet. "Normally a girl isn't given any choice in her name, not the final choice mind you but a choice. It is a great privelege like many of the things that you are given. You've made this easy on me so I will do the same for you as much as I can." He didn't smile however, not this time he just watched her eyes.

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"Keena is your old name, the girl who was Keena is no more. Traditionally you keep a slave without a name for a few months to get her used to responding to slave, pet, girl, bitch whatever you might want her to start thinking of herself as. I don't see a point in doing that to you. I don't feel a need to parade you around as a nameless girl. I do know that we need to erase your past so that you can be proud and happy in your present."

As he looked at her, his gaze was unwavering, his eyes locking with hers instantly and not moving. She winced slightly at the thought of being refered to as 'pet'...or 'bitch'...

"Kneel."

It wasn't yelled but the command contained a tone that Keena knew instinctively was one not to question. She dropped gracefully to her knees before him, wanting to lower her head but instead adopting the position he had put her in before. Hands held lightly behind her back, chest out, legs wide apart and head up.

"Normally a girl isn't given any choice in her name, not the final choice mind you but a choice. It is a great privelege like many of the things that you are given. You've made this easy on me so I will do the same for you as much as I can."

Keena met his eyes a little uncertainly from her position on the grass, it was obvious he was trying to be as kind and generous as he could without giving away his power and dominance over her. She understood his actions, even if she didn't agree with them.
"...Thank you Master..." She eventually managed to reply. "Did...did you have a name in mind for me...?"

 

[Sean Renaud]

"Did...did you have a name in mind for me...?"

Marcus had to bite his tongue to keep himself from smiling. Sooner or later he was going to have to realize that she was well diciplined, wether it was her race or her military training or her honor it didn't matter. She was still an excellent catch.

"I was considering the name Trianna. I think it is a fittingly beautiful name for one such as yourself. I should warn you that not everybody will always be respectful and kind with you. Trust me that I will handle them in due time. But my precious pet understand that no man may lay his hands on you without my express permission. If somebody tries to harm you have my compelte permission to defend yourself but no claws. Especially not if we are in the city. If you hurt anybody with your claws they would take you from me and at the least declaw you and resell you, they might just kill you."

 

[Britwitch]

Keena

"I was considering the name Trianna. I think it is a fittingly beautiful name for one such as yourself..."

Keena repeated the name to herself quietly. It sounded pretty and delicate...and so very different from the way she saw herself. But it was a whole world better than the variations he mentioned before that other Master's used.

"...I should warn you that not everybody will always be respectful and kind with you. Trust me that I will handle them in due time. But my precious pet understand that no man may lay his hands on you without my express permission. If somebody tries to harm you have my compelte permission to defend yourself but no claws. Especially not if we are in the city. If you hurt anybody with your claws they would take you from me and at the least declaw you and resell you, they might just kill you."

...'my precious pet'...she felt a tremor of her pride rise up sharply at being described in such a way but restrained herself. Her mind choosing to focus on his words that no man may lay his hands on her...without his permission. Did that mean she was going lead a life serving more than just Marcus, if he so desired...?
Pushing such worrying, lewd thoughts from her mind as quickly as she could she replied softly.
"I shall defend myself against unwanted attentions that you have not allowed, Master, and I swear to keep my claws sheathed in such an event...Trianna...is indeed a beautiful name...I...I would be honoured to be given such a name, Master..." She swallowed a little nervously, looking up from her kneeling position.

 

[lushlips18]

Taya

His mouth felt hot against her bare skin. It was as hot as fire to her and his teeth didn't help much either. She squirmed tring so hard to resist trying so hard to fight her body. It was as if it was possesed, having a mind of its own. It had turned against her. Evil thing!

His hand once agained roamed down her but this time his fingers rubbed her most sensitive sacred spot. "No!" shegrowled between gritted teeth but it was no use, as he began to tease her and she could feel her body respond with a growing dampness between her legs and an unbearable heat.

Her breathing had changed and her skin flushed but her mind remained defaint trying her hardest to hold back. She would not let him use her like this and then dispose of her when he became bored.

 

[bullshot]

Teasing the Nymph

Jason heard her breathing change and could feel the warm of her skin as he body agreed to his ministrations although she growled ‘no’ although his fingers hadn’t yet entered her sex he could feel a wetness as her body arousal got stronger.

Leaving her hardened clit he slipped two fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her, he wanted her fully aroused before throwing her over his shoulder and carrying her to the cell where she’d become his plaything for the night.

Her juices were flowing freely now that his fingers were inside her continuing to slip in and out of her soft warm sex he had no ideal if she was a virgin or not but as she’d been captured before he assumed that she wasn’t and he’d be able to ram his cock straight into her.

He continued to tease her tits and nipples as his fingers delved deeper and deeper into her pussy with his thumb rubbing her nub as he searched for her g-spot. He didn’t know if it would happen but he was trying to get her to submit to him so that he could fuck her without her being chained down to the bed.

 

[lushlips18]

Taya

"No...uh...no..!!!!" Hse growled and grunted between little moans that escaped from her throat. She had knocked out her last slaver and escape before he was ever able to touch her there in the most intimate of ways. He slid his two fingers in her pouding deeper inside each time. It hurt like nothing she had ever felt before. She felt her body push against him as if to pushh him out but it didnt it just made everything snug around his fingers...a perfect fit. She struggle once more witht he chains that held her captive but it was no use she was stuck.

 

[Sean Renaud]

"I shall defend myself against unwanted attentions that you have not allowed, Master, and I swear to keep my claws sheathed in such an event...Trianna...is indeed a beautiful name...I...I would be honoured to be given such a name, Master..."

Marcus smiled slightly struggling to keep from fully letting her see how impressed he was. "Say your name." He commaned needing to hear her say it just once before moving on.

 

[bullshot]

Jason

Jason could hear the little moans that escaped from her as she tried to deny what her body wanted, her sex was tightening on his fingers as she tried again to get free of the chains he didn’t have to look to know she’d tried as he could hear the chains rattle.

This one was going to fight him all the way as if she was still a virgin although he was sure that her previous master would have made use of her at the first opportunity he had. Tiring of her struggles against her body’s willingness he ordered two of his men to throw water over her and once she’d changed to carry her to the cell and fix her to the bed. They did as they were told and fixed her arms to the headboard while waiting for her to change back then fixed her legs wide open ready for Jason.

They then left her alone to consider her fate knowing that shortly Jason would appear after he’d checked that the dragon was healing well ready for auction the following day.

 

[Britwitch]

Keena/Trianna

"Say your name."

Keena faltered, knowing from this moment on she was surrendering her existence to this new 'life'...to this human...this man.
She let her eyes drift up to the sky for a moment, sending an oath up into the heavens that she would do her utmost to uphold her own honour and the own of her people, not matter what she was made to do from this moment on. Before lowering her eyes into his and saying softly,
"My name is Trianna..."

 

[Sean Renaud]

"My name is Trianna..."

"Beautiful." He walked over to her and placed his finger beneath her chin gently guiding her back to feet and gently kissing her. "I know you have more questions Trianna, so lets get to work around the farm and I'll answer as many of your questions as I can. You deserve to know as as much as possible about your new life and what will be expected of you." He motioned for her to follow him as he started walking back to the house.

 

[Britwitch]

Trianna

"Beautiful...I know you have more questions Trianna, so lets get to work around the farm and I'll answer as many of your questions as I can. You deserve to know as as much as possible about your new life and what will be expected of you."

Trianna followed him, staying a slight step behind him as they headed back towards the house.
"You mentioned, when we were on our way here, that I was to be your...your sex slave..." Her voice faltered slightly over the words but she forced herself to continue. "...but also to be a herder, will I have any other duties, Master...? And what...what do those two duties involve...?" She added tentatively.