To buy a slave

"You will be helping me around th house, general sort of things. You are an extra set of hands around here I didn't bring you home merely to be pretty." He smiled slightly. "I've lost several sheep and a few dogs over the last year. It will be pleasant to have something stronger and smarter than a dog to help with the gaurding."

"Yes you will be a sex slave as well Trianna. I will worry myself about training you to please men later. Right now I just want you to get used to the idea that you are beautiful. I see it in your eyes that you don't understand why so many men were bidding so highly for you, why I wanted you so bad so we need to work on that before anything else."
 
Trianna

"You will be helping me around th house, general sort of things. You are an extra set of hands around here I didn't bring you home merely to be pretty."

"No, Master, of course not..." Trianna interjected quietly.

"I've lost several sheep and a few dogs over the last year. It will be pleasant to have something stronger and smarter than a dog to help with the gaurding."

"I would hope that my..." She had to stop herself from referring to her 'old' life. "My physical strength would definitely assist me in protecting your herd..."

"Yes you will be a sex slave as well Trianna. I will worry myself about training you to please men later. Right now I just want you to get used to the idea that you are beautiful. I see it in your eyes that you don't understand why so many men were bidding so highly for you, why I wanted you so bad so we need to work on that before anything else."

Trianna lowered her head slightly, she honestly didn't understand the fascination that humans, and Marcus especially, had with her. She was healthy and young she agreed but she'd seen human women, nymphs and sprites whose beauty far surpassed her own. Marcus clearly saw something that she did not yet recognise in herself. She merely nodded her head at his words, not sure if she wanted to know what it was that had captured the attentions of so many.
Her mind noticed immediately his use of the word 'men'.
Was she to be expected to satisfy the urges of more than just Marcus...?
If not, why hadn't he said that he would train her to please himself. Once again she bit back any further questions, not wanting to press him too much and have the chance for 'free speech' taken away from her.
 
Marcus was pretty good at reading people but honestly feline facial expressions were still slightly beyond him. He sensed she was still curious, afraid, confused by some of his words but he'd given her freedom of speech after that he could only hope that she would ask whatever quesions she felt were neccessary.

He lead her to the stables where three horses were sitting around, he immediatly went for the shovel himself. To her he motioned to the bales of hay. "Feed the horses Trianna." He went to work shoveling behind them, there were a few things left to handle before taking her home for lessons of a different nature.
 
Trianna

"Feed the horses Trianna."

She was almost relieved at having something to do, something that would take her mind off of the events of the last few days. She began hauling haybales over to each of the feeding troughs, lifting each large bale with ease, snapping the bindings and spreading out the sweet smelling grasses. The horses whinnied slightly as they moved towards the food and began chewing.
Seeing their water troughs were looking low, she picked up a bucket and headed to the well just outside the door, filling it several times for each horse, filling their troughs with clean cool water.
She focused her mind entirely on the task at hand, not stopping until the water and food troughs were full.
 
Marcus smiled as he watched her work occasionally stopping just to admire her at work. She was stronger than she looked lifting the heavy bales like they were nothing and he was thoroughly impressed with her. Even more so when she went on to water them without being instructed. Once he finished cleaning the stall started back toward the house then stopped. "Go pick a rabbit out, I think we are going to have an early lunch today my pet."
 
Jason

Jason went to where the young dragon was caged to see if it was looking any better after the healing Miren had done the roars when he approached told him that it was certainly in a better condition than it had been.

Feeling happier about putting the dragon up for auction the following day he made his way back towards his own quarters rather than the cell where the Nymph was chained ready to be used. Although he could rape the Nymph any time he’d decided to let her stew having got her body aroused he was going to leave her in that state for the night hoping that she’d be more pliable the following day due to her frustration through not being satisfied.

Jason slept well knowing that he had three slaves that would bring him good prices the dragon hopefully would be sold the following morning then maybe he could put the elf up in the afternoon to get an idea of her value for the ransom.

The following morning he dressed and ordered breakfast remembering that the Elf hadn’t touched much meat the night before he settled for fruit and cereals before walking into the room the Elf was in and waking her.

“Morning Miren, time to get up. Breakfast will be here shortly” he called from the door.
 
Miren

The sound of the unfamiliar voice intrudes into her dreams, and the elf wakes up instantly. She sits up in the bed, perfectly straight and perfectly alert.

The light covering sheet pools at her waist, as she sits. Pushing it aside, she gracefully climbs out of the bed. Revealed is a tall, elegantly beautiful elf that has benefited greatly from last night's hardy meal, a warm bath, and a good night's sleep. She stands, unashamed of her nudity before pulling the light sheet of gossamer silk off the bed and heading towards the bathing area.

Despite the sound of running water, when she returns it is clear that washing was not the only thing she did in there. She has fashioned a garment from the sheet, pleased that it so strongly resembles the under dress she was wearing at the time of her capture, even down to the flowing sleeves and fitted waist. Miren is unaware that the diaphanous garment she has fashioned is exactly like her under dress, the veil-like material highlighting the naked body beneath it, not covering it.

“Morning.” She replies to Jason as she waits for his reaction to her clothing.
 
Trianna

"Go pick a rabbit out, I think we are going to have an early lunch today my pet."

"Yes Master...as you wish..."
Brushing the dust from her hands Trianna followed him out of the stables and over to the rabbit hutch, selecting one and carrying it into the house after him.
"Would you like me to help prepare lunch, Master...?"
 
"No, I'll handle the meal. I have something else for you to do at the moment Trianna." He walked into the second room and came back a moment later holding a large object wrapped in skins. Pulling the skins away he revealed a mirror and rested it against the wall.

"What I want you to do is look in the mirror and tell me what you see." He took the rabbit away from her at that point and set to work preparing lunch.
 
Trianna

"No, I'll handle the meal. I have something else for you to do at the moment Trianna."

She felt herself frown as he left her alone before returning with a mysterious object in his hands. Her confusion increased as he revealed the polished glass within it.

"What I want you to do is look in the mirror and tell me what you see."

Trianna watched him take the rabbit and head over to the worksurface before tentatively stepping closer to the mirror. She knew what it was and the purpose it had, but she had never looked into one herself. She had seen her reflection in still water but had never actually seen herself as clearly as she was about to.
Biting her bottom lip almost uncharacteristically Trianna stepped closer and allowed her eyes to rise until they met the image of themselves.
Golden eyes melting into identical ones looking back at her, curious, surprised...even a little frightened.
She saw her face properly and felt herself change ever so slightly, aside from the healing cut to her cheek, she had to admit she was prettier than she had thought. Her long hair hanging down over her shoulders and down her back. Letting her eyes drift down across her naked body, taking in the subtly changing coloured fur that lightened over her breasts and stomach, rising up to the furless pink nipples.
"Is...is that me...?" The words left her lips before she even realised she was speaking out loud. Her hands running down the sides of her body, following the gentle curve in towards her waist and then back over her hips.
 
Jason

Jason looked Miren up and down when she appeared in her make shift dress instead of covering her it just drew attention to her body the fact that it was transparent making it a lot sexier than if she’d been dressed.

“Breakfast will be here in a moment my lady,” he said with a wicked grin on his face he’d let her play her part for the moment not knowing that later that day she’d be chained to the block naked as he tried to find her value from the bidders.

“Please be seated,” he smiled at her as he said it and held a chair out for her to sit he was sure that she knew that she was supposed to be naked and he was just playing along with her charade.

“After we’ve eaten I’d like you to check the dragon again before I put him up for sale,” he told her wondering if she’d agree to help if not she’d lose the transparent covering that she was wearing and wait at the side while he was sold anyway.
 
Miren

Miren knows the slaver is mocking her with his play of exaggerted ettiquette, however she decides to take it at face value and behave as if the oaf truly was a well-mannered gentleman. With graceful movements, she walked across the room to the table, the sheer material of her new gown, sometimes veiling, sometime accenting her fluid movements and supple figure. She sat at the table on the chair Jason held for her.

She was surprised by his lack of reaction to her makeshift gown, she had expected something more dramatic. At least, an order to take it off or possibly having it torn from her. Since it is unlikely the callus brute had a change of heart it seemed, she thought, most likely he wants something. It didn't take him long to get to what he wanted from her... check on the Dragon before it goes on the block.

“After we’ve eaten I’d like you to check the dragon again before I put him up for sale,” said the brutish slaver.

For sale.. something about the sale has set her on edge... as if she should know a piece of the puzzle but doesn't... unable to pin it down, Miren pushes it from her mind and consentrates on the matters at hand, immediate ones that can not wait. As much as she hates the whole idea of slavery, there is nothing she can do for the Dragon... or herself.

Miren nods her head as she answers the slaver, "Yes, I will do so, although I do not anticipate any problems with his recovery."
 
Jason

Jason could see the look of surprise in Miren’s eyes when he didn’t immediately rip the makeshift dress from her body what she didn’t realise was that the sheer fabric made her more desirable than she would have been naked.

She didn’t look very happy when he asked her to check the dragon before he put it on the block for sale he wondered if she’d realise that once the dragon had been sold she’d be the next on the block for inspection by the bidders.

"Yes, I will do so, although I do not anticipate any problems with his recovery." she said nodding to his request to check the dragon.

Breakfast arrived and as they ate he wondered about the Nymph still chained ready to be used whenever he felt in the mood he thought it was a shame that she hadn’t surrendered willingly but it didn’t really matter to him she’d be used before she went to the block for sale.

He turned his mind back to the gorgeous Elf sitting opposite him wondering about her knowing he had plenty of time to either persuade her to come to his bed willingly or use her as he’d done with the K’zin and it appeared he was going to have to do with the Nymph.

Jason finished his breakfast and waited for Miren to finish hers before speaking. “Shall we check the dragon now?” he asked.

“You can watch the sale from the side if you wish or I’ll have one of my men escort you so that you can check for sickness in any other slaves,” he suggested giving her a choice even though he’d like her to watch the sale in preparation for her own visit to the block.
 
Miren

Miren is happy to see breakfast isn't tainted by cooked animal flesh as dinner had been. As with dinner the night before, Miren ate much more then her slender, almost thin, figure would lead one to believe.

“Shall we check the dragon now?” he asked.

Miren followed the slaver to the slave quarters. With the dragon deemed healthy Miren saw no reason to endanger her life by entering the cage. She could tell from where she stood that the dragon had benefitted from her magic and his injuries were fully healed although she was surprised by how docile he was.

“You can watch the sale from the side if you wish or I’ll have one of my men escort you so that you can check for sickness in any other slaves,” he suggested

"Unless you are going to pull the sick ones from the sale so I can tend them, there is no reason for me to check them now. However, I would like to check any ones you bring in and examine the ones remaining in your possesion, including the pregnant girl. For now, I would like to watch the auction."

Of course, she had no true desire to watch the auction. What she wanted was to know what an auction was like, to know exactly what happens, so if the trader broke his word and sold her like a slave, she would not be subjected to any surprises.
 
"Is...is that me...?"

Marcus stopped what he was doing setting the rabbit aside for a moment and walking up behind her. "Yes that is you. That beautiful creature is you." He gently reached up and swept her hair beyind her shoulders then rested his hands ontop of hers guiding her to feel over the swell of her hips, up over her slender waist and smooth stomack. "Describe the woman you see." He instructed as their hands moved over her breasts gently grazing her nipples before he stepped away from her spinning her slightly so she could get a look at her ass.

He stood there for a moment then went back to the rabbit quickly skinning it and pulling the pot from the fireplace prefering to spit the rabbit directly over the fire.
 
taya

(sorry got caught up in shool work)

Taya woke up the next morning looking around at her surroundings. Thanks to the sleep she had been able to restore her health. If they kept up with they're little water trick it was possible that sooner or later she would not be able to change back. Her body was accoustumed to slow changes back and forth not the rapid ones they were inducing upon her. As she looked around she could see that she was chained to a bed her legs spread shamelessly open but there was one good thing and that was the fact that she was alone. Maybe, just maybe she would be able to slide her small wrists out of the chains. She closed her eyes concentrating carefull not to make a sound and tried wiggling her wrist.
 
Jason

Jason was surprised that Miren agreed to watch the auction taking place but it would give her an idea of what would happen to her when he put her on the block that afternoon but it also meant that he wouldn’t be able to visit the Nymph for a while.

“Take the dragon in it’s cage out to the auction area along with a couple of slaves,” he ordered his men after Miren had looked at it without any comment watching the men move the cage out while two of them went to collect two of the higher valued female slaves.

“Joe!” he addressed one of his senior men. “you go and check on the Nymph you can feed her and tease her but not use her take somebody with you just in case,” he instructed as he followed the caged dragon out to the auction area knowing that Miren would follow.

He’d put the two girls up so that Miren would see them getting mauled by the prospective buyers as they examined them before bidding he knew that half of them weren’t going to bid and only came for a grope of the slaves.
 
The Nymph is Fed

Joe took one of his friends and collected a bowl of slave gruel for the Nymph they also got a mug of water for her knowing that she hadn’t eaten or drank since she arrived except for when they threw water over her.

When they arrived in her cell they found her trying to get her wrists out of the shackles securing them to the top of the bed. “Stop that,” Joe commanded giving her a hard slap on her legs causing her to stop as there were two of them.

Fixing a shackle with a short chain to another to one of her wrists he released that wrist and fitted the other shackle to her other wrist before releasing that one allowing her to sit up with her wrists shackled in front of her.

“Eat this and then have a drink,” Joe told her and settled down to wait until she’d eaten and had a drink.
 
Auction Over

Once everything was set up on the auction block Jason watched as the buyers inspected the dragon and the girls knowing that Miren was watching the things that were happening to the girls.

Jason allowed the mauling of the girls to continue for about an hour by which time there tits were red from the continuous handling and their nipples were standing out hard and firm both girls were breathing hard from the number of fingers that had been slipped in and out of their pussies as they were continuously being finger fucked.

Finally with a quick glance at Miren Jason called it to a halt and started the auction for the dragon knowing that the delay would have the girls frustrated as they waited for their turn he could of course allow further examination before selling them.

He knew some of the potential buyers had been looking at Miren wondering if she was going to appear on the block. “When are you going to put the Elf on the block Jason?” somebody in the crowd called to him.

“I haven’t decided yet but there’ll be a high reserve price on her when I do,” he lied to stop any further questions as he wondered what Miren thought about appearing on the block.

The auction for the dragon started slowly and Jason thought that he’d made a mistake but suddenly the bids went up by five hundred gold’s a bid until it got to two thousand when from the back a pale slender nobleman suddenly bid five thousand. Every where went quiet and after waiting a few moments Jason said sold to the young man at the back the nobleman asked Jason to deliver it to his manor for a further five hundred.

Jason was so shocked at the turn of events that he closed the auction for the morning having the two returned to the pens to go up again in the afternoon, unseen by Jason Miren and the buyers a large yellow dragon followed the cart carrying the caged dragon.

“Well! Did you enjoy the auction?” He asked Miren as they walked back to the holding pens and the two girls were removed from their posts.
 
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Taya

Taya glanced up at the two of them with her big blue eyes and gave a soft whimper followed by a pout. She looked down at the bowl that they had put infront of her. She stuck a finger in it and brough it to her mouth gving it a small lick. It looked horrible but what was worse was its taste. She made a face and moved on to the water gulping it down thirstily. She wanted more but she didnt know how to express it in their language so instead she held up the glass with her hands hoping they would refill it.
 
Miren

Miren's keen eyes missed little at the auction. Taught to detect and recall minor details, the vulgar display of the auction offered little observational challenge. Nonetheless, she was appalled and only her decades of training made it possible to maintain a sense of detachment. She was sickened by that the way the human males treated the females; their own females as well as the females of other species. The brutish and public violation of the female slaves was a dreadful and unnecessary cruelty performed solely for the men’s entertainment.

It gave her a great deal to think about as she made her plans, deciding what would happen were she to find herself victimized like those slave girls. No matter how dark a situation may appear there are always options.

“Well! Did you enjoy the auction?” He asked Miren as they walked back to the holding pens and the two girls were removed from their posts.

Miren’s face remained impassive as she spoke. “No, but I learned a great deal.”
 
Jason & Miren

Jason wondered what she had learnt watching the women being man handled probably she’d learnt what to expect if her house didn’t pay a suitable ransom fee nut what she didn’t realise at the moment that she’d be subject to the abuse to get him an idea of what to ask for her return.

Calling one of his men over Jason explained that Miren was to be treated with respect as she examined the slaves for sickness and if possible would heal them anybody and that took liberties with her would be severely whipped.

“Tom will escort you around the yard while I deal with other things,” he informed Miren. He wanted to see how the Nymph was fairing as he’d forgotten to tell Joe that she need a fish gruel to eat and would probably not eat anything else.

“Before I leave you with Tom I’d like to know what you think that your house will pay for your return?” he asked. “The only way I can get an idea is to put you on the block a few times and see what sort of price I can get the bidding up to then double that price,” he added telling her that she could still end up on the block if he chose to put her there. It would also give him an idea of what to use as a reserve price if he decided to put her on the block with the other two girls that afternoon.

“If you’d like to check the two girls who were on the block this morning first then the pregnant girl because those two girls will be up for sale this afternoon and you can watch if you wish,” he finished as he waited for her reply.
 
Feeding the Nymph

Joe was a bit surprised when the Nymph refused to eat the gruel as he knew that she must be hungry then realised that she probably ate mostly a fish diet and they should have brought a fish gruel for her.

While she gulped down the mug of cold water he opened the door and called to one of the other men to get some fish gruel when she held the empty mug out he filled it from a pitcher before returning it to her.

While she was drinking the second mug of water the fish gruel arrived so he gave that to her before refilling the mug he was anxious to get her fed so that he could start teasing her body ready for Jason when he arrived.

He had no idea if Jason would take her chained or release her before using her but he did know that Jason preferred to have the slaves accept him willingly.
 
Miren

“Before I leave you with Tom I’d like to know what you think that your house will pay for your return?” he asked. “The only way I can get an idea is to put you on the block a few times and see what sort of price I can get the bidding up to then double that price,”

Miren’s eyebrow arches over a cool blue eye as she looks at the slaver, "Do you really know so little of your own business, of your own customers?" She brushes an invisible piece of dirt from her sleeve as she continues, "I think you know what the men of the city would be willing to pay for me, and I think you already know what you expect my people to pay for my return, you just don't want to miss the chance to put me on the block."

"You are cruel man, who enjoys humiliating everyone who falls under his control. Debasing women excites you, and I suspect beating them would, as well, but you are just too greedy to risk damaging the 'goods'. The thought of me on the block, fondled and fingered, titillates you and t demonstrates your control over me, it has nothing to with business or profit.”

“If you really want to know what I am worth to my people, ask double what the dragon sold for. The Houses will pay it, it will be difficult, but they will pay.”

“If you’d like to check the two girls who were on the block this morning first then the pregnant girl because those two girls will be up for sale this afternoon and you can watch if you wish,” he finished as he waited for her reply.

“I will examine the girls, but I see no reason to attend another auction, I have seen enough.”
 
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