To buy a slave

Trianna

"Yes that is you. That beautiful creature is you."

Trianna watched as Marcus moved behind her, his hands pulling her hair back behind her shoulders before covering her hands and guiding them back over her torso. Skirting over the curves beneath her fur. Almost trembling in response to the stroking sensation and the sight before her eyes.

"Describe the woman you see."

Their hands slipped over her round breasts, gliding across her nipples before he stepped back and turned her around, tilting her chin back so that she could see her behind along with her tail that was flicking back and forth constantly.

"I don't...I don't know how to...she's...I mean...I'm..." For a few minutes Trianna simply couldn't find the words. Lost in the realisation that she was looking at herself. She forced her eyes back to look into the reflection of her own. Seeing so many things shining back at her. "She's...strong...and brave...afraid sometimes too..." The words began to flow from her lips without her really being aware of it. "She's young and healthy, feminine and...and graceful...and pretty..." Her voice was quiet, barely above a whisper. Her eyes dipped lower to her steadily rising and falling chest, catching sight of the collar the Slaver had fixed around her neck on the way. "...and she's yours, Master..." She finished, bowing her head and stepping away from the almost magical looking glass.
 
Aaja had been setting up her tent, just outside the gypsy camp of her people when a loud bang had caught her attention. Before she knew it a large, brutish arm had swung out of nowhere, knocking her down and she was picked up like a child's toy and tossed into a sack.

She had been transported for days at a time by horse and cart, then sold twice in small villiages, and transported further. She felt as if months had passed since she had seen her homeland but time was a blurr to Aaja now as she was so often drugged and knocked out for further transport. Waking up in new and strange places had become routine for poor Aaja. She found in this strange land she was prized for her light eyes, fair, white skin and her hair, so light blonde it was nearly white.

The slavekeepers protected her from the sunlight, trying to keep their purchase valuable but besides the respite of shade she was not treated very well in captivity. She had been sodomized twice and beaten just enough times that the captors noticed how easily she bruised and were careful to torture her in other ways, like burning the soles of her feet, or refusing her food and water for days on end. She was tired and frightened. Aaja missed her people, her family. She sat in her cage and prayed to whatever gods would listen for her freedom, or at least for a better situation than the one she was in.

Aaja
Platinum blonde hair to her waist, light ice blue eyes, pale white flawless skin, long limbs, somewhat thin from recent malnourishment. 5 ft 3, firm, round ass, supple but perky size B breasts, hairless body.
She appears human but is of an unusual sort of human not recognized as belonging to any familiar race of known people. Her people are nomadic, gypsy-like and worship the land and the spirits they believe protect the land. She is a skilled herbalist and also made her living healing animals.
 
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..and she's yours, Master..."

Marcus smiled slightly as he listened to her describe herself. "You don't need to be afraid anymore Trianna, as you said you are mine. I own you." He walked over the table. He motioned for her to kneel beside the chair as he finished preparing the meal.

"I own you mind, body and soul. You don't don't have problems anymore Trianna. I have problems that we solve. You don't need to be afraid because I am here to protect you. He pulled the roasted rabbit from the spit and set on a platter letting it cool as he turned to face her.

"You have but one concern for the rest of your life, serve me make me happy. If you obey everything else in your life will be taken care of. You are a very valueble possession." He reached out hooking a finger beneath her chin lifting her eyes up to his. "You saw yourself today, I think for the first time. I've never seen a slave so awed with herself, and we haven't even gotten you any nice things yet, no silk or bells. I haven't even braided your hair."

Marcus reached over to the rabbit testing it for heat before ripping off a leg. "Now we are going to play a little game Trianna. You are going to tell me about Keena. I want to know how if she was a soldier, how was she captured, how well trained is she. As you answer me you will be fed. If and when I am satisfied with your answers I'll let you eat on your own. The purpose behind this is twofold. One I'm curious about who Keena was, and on you Trianna can tell me. The other is that you need to learn to depend on me and trust me. You're life is mine and legally I can take it when I please. You need to trust that you are far to valuble let harm come to, and this is just the first step."

Having said more than enough he tore off a bite sized chung and waited for her to begining answering the questions he mentioned giving her a bit of food for each answer.
 
Trianna

"You don't need to be afraid anymore Trianna, as you said you are mine. I own you."

Trianna moved to kneel beside his chair in the position he had taught her before, her hands behind her back, chin raised slightly and legs spread beneath her.

"I own you mind, body and soul. You don't don't have problems anymore Trianna. I have problems that we solve. You don't need to be afraid because I am here to protect you."

"...thankyou Master..." She said quietly.

"You have but one concern for the rest of your life, serve me make me happy. If you obey everything else in your life will be taken care of. You are a very valuable possession...You saw yourself today, I think for the first time. I've never seen a slave so awed with herself, and we haven't even gotten you any nice things yet, no silk or bells. I haven't even braided your hair."

Trianna found herself looking into his eyes, her gaze almost captured by his.

"Now we are going to play a little game Trianna. You are going to tell me about Keena. I want to know how if she was a soldier, how was she captured, how well trained is she. As you answer me you will be fed. If and when I am satisfied with your answers I'll let you eat on your own. The purpose behind this is twofold. One I'm curious about who Keena was, and only you Trianna can tell me. The other is that you need to learn to depend on me and trust me. You're life is mine and legally I can take it when I please. You need to trust that you are far to valuble let harm come to, and this is just the first step."

Trianna watched as Marcus took a bite out of the rabbit leg and felt her mouth water, her stomach growling a little just at the smell of the meat.

"Master, I...I mean, Keena was a warrior although the K'zin don't have armies like Humans do. Every Pride has warriors who protect it, hunt for it...do all they have to do to keep it safe. They do not war or seek to gain power through conquest, so while she was a warrior...she was not a soldier..."
It felt more strange than she knew how to express to talk about herself as if she were another person. But then again, as Marcus had said, that was her old life. Her old persona. She supposed she was different now.
She waited, watching the meat in Marcus' hand keenly to see if her first answer would result in the reward of food.
 
Marcus quickly lived up to his word placing a bit of food in her mouth and moving to tear more off. "A land without wars, that must be pleasant. Are the warriors given formal training, what kinds of weapons was Keena familar with?" He was truly impressed with her progress, he'd imagined it would take weeks if not months for her be able to refer to herself in the third person. When she answered he'd place a bit more of the meat in her mouth.

"You only had sex twice, are you familar with other things that a woman can do to please a man, the use of her mouth, her anus, her hands?" He waited patiently for a an answer but paused. "Would you like to learn?" Regardless of her answer he would feed her, nearly as soon as she opened her mouth to speak.

"Do you know how to dance?" He fed her again then finished off the scraps of that leg himself. Once she answered that he was satisfied for the moment and tore off a leg for her and handed it to her before cutting some meat for himself and starting to eat before the meal cooled.
 
Aaja wasn't certain what day it was, only that it was morning, so she did her morning prayer ritual as best she could in her shackles, kneeling in the cold mud. She knealt to kiss the ground in thanks for being alive another day when the sheen of a pair of boots caught her attention. A person much cleaner than any she had seen in weeks stood before her, glaring down at her, assessing her, he discussed her with the slavekeeper who loved to violate her with his filthy fingers,the two looked down at her and spoke in an unfamiliar tongue. SHe looked up at them, her shackled hands unable to reach above her head to protect her eyes from the glare of the sun so she squinted up at them wondering what the clean man wanted.
 
Trianna accepted the piece of meat gratefully, being careful not to catch his skin with her teeth as he placed the food on her tongue.

"A land without wars, that must be pleasant. Are the warriors given formal training, what kinds of weapons was Keena familar with?"

"They received some training, involving swords, spears, daggers...a little work with bow and arrows but focused mainly on hand-to-hand combat skills, Master..."

Another piece of meat followed her reply which she chewed carefully. Part of her wanting to stand up and grab the meat for herself, feeling more and more like a pet than herself.

"You only had sex twice, are you familar with other things that a woman can do to please a man, the use of her mouth, her anus, her hands?"

She could feel that warmth rushing to the skin of her face beneath her fur once more. "Well...I..."

"Would you like to learn?"

"I...I am not totally ignorant of the ways of males and females, Master, although have had no experience of them myself...if you wish to teach me then I shall gladly accept your lessons..."

More meat was placed on her tongue although she found herself nearly choking in response to his next question.

"Do you know how to dance?"

"Dance...?!" She exclaimed before remembering her position. "No, Master, I do not..."

This time he handed her a leg of her own from the rabbit. Her muscles tensed ready to stand and move to sit at the other chair but she stopped herself just in time. He had told her to kneel and so she would do until told otherwise. That was how orders worked. She began to eat the meat, her teeth slicing through it like a warm knife through butter. Chewing and savouring the taste of the cooked flesh.
 
Taya

Taya was grateful for the refill of water and drank it down. It was refreshing and a bit comforting. She avoided and eye contact with the man that was watching her, she didnt want to give him any ideas. He took the bowl that held what she would describe as a disgusting paste away and handed her a new bowl. She looked at in confused wondering what was different and brought the bowl closer inhaling the scent. She smelled fish!!! She brought the bowl to her lips and tilted it a bit so it went in her mouth and paused as she swallowed it a bit. She couldn't taste any drugs in it so she assumed it was safe and she was quite hungry. She began to eat afraid this would be her only meal of the day.
 
Yet a new slave-keeper, it appeared.
This newer, cleaner man tugged gently on the chains that bound Aaja's wrists and ankles as he pulled her to trot alongside the horse he had mounted. He kept this up for hours until Aaja was out of breath and her legs were so past the point of overexertion and pain they felt numb to her, each step punishing her with a rubbery sway that constantly threatened to topple her body and leave her to be dragged the rest of the way by this man's horse. Finally, he slowed down the pace and Aaja saw why. Over the crest of the hill they had climbed was a huge bustling town.

She was led toward the town marketplace and through the hand gestures of the clean man she guess he wanted her to stand upon a sort of block. She could not understand his speech, it was so foriegn. But, a whack on the tailbone with his cane told her that she better do as he said quickly, so she took a guess at what he wished and climbed atop the block, where he and several others flipped her onto her stomach and spread her four limbs wide around the block itself, exposing her privates to the street for all to see. They then bound her this way tightly and left her for the rest of the world to see her shameful parts and talk about her. The clean man stood nearby, speaking to the crown of onlookers as they stared. Aaja could see nothing but the block, the ground and the boots of the clean man as she lay spread out on display, weeping silently. It appeared an auction was about to begin.

OOC: Anyone going to write with me or is this a narrative?
 
Joe & The Nymph

Joe waited until the Nymph had finished the bowl of gruel before shackling her arms back onto the headboard of the bed. Between them the two guys started to work on her one teasing her tits and nipples while the other set to work carefully finger fucking her with one hand before using the other hand to slip a finger into her ass.

Her tits were being mauled and her nipples pinched, twisted and pulled as they slowly hardened, her sex and ass were being attacked by the other guys fingers slowly driving her to full arousal.
 
Jason & Miren

“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.”

Jason smiled at this she did think that she was worth a good price but she’d said they would have difficulty paying ten thousand gold’s which would mean they couldn’t ransom her if he asked fifteen thousand.

“What if I asked three times the dragon’s price?” he asked. “If it might be difficult for them to pay twice his price will they try to get you back for three times?” he added thinking more about putting her on the block and finding her true value. He already had a figure in his mind but as she said he would enjoy seeing her squirm on the block before the ransom was even asked for as his man was living just outside the city for the moment not moving anywhere.

“But I’ll let you see to your charges and we’ll talk more later,” he told her dismissing her to leave her to her own thoughts on how to avoid the block.
 
Taya

Taya growled and struggled and as she did her breasts bounced up and down. She was being violated and what made it worse what that it was by the owners lackey's. A rare creature like her deserved better then that but here she was reduced to their plaything. When the second man slid his finger in her ass she gave out a scream in pain. She had never had anything in her before anywhere and now it seemed that she would have evrything in her everywhere. She wanted them out, to be left alone and most of all to be back in the water....free.
 
Jason

As Jason walked towards where the Nymph was held a runner came up telling him that there was an erotic human on one of the smaller blocks in the city, being the main slave seller of erotic females Jason decided to leave the Nymph for a short time to inspect this new slave.

Accompanied by the runner he soon arrived at the block to find the slave spread face down so that all they could see was her ass and pussy Jason couldn’t believe that they intended to sell an exotic creature that way.

He walked up to the guy who was obviously the owner and said. “I’ll give you fifty gold’s for her,” knowing that he would get four or five times that amount when she was displayed on his own block after being cleaned up and fed and if need be healed by Miren. “Take it or leave it,” he added knowing that the bidding had only just reach thirty gold’s after almost an hour.

It didn’t take long before Jason was leading the exotic human female towards his holding to be cleaned up and healed as he could see her feet were hurting her by the way she walked after him.

Maybe he’d get back to the Nymph after all he hoped that Joe and his friend were doning a good job on her.
 
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Aaja was quickly led away from the man with the shiny boots by another. He spoke to her in a foriegn tongue and all she could do was stare dumbly at him as he untied her from the block and led her by her bindings to follow him. Was this her new owner? She wished she could understand him. One word he spoke sounded remarkably like her people's word for 'bread' and another sounded like a child's pronounciation for 'water' if those were even close approximations to the words she knew she hoped she was right and she followed eagerly. Perhaps he had food and water to give her. She hadn't eaten in days and the last water she had drunk was from a stinking, muddy bucket in the last villiage the previous morning. Aaja tried to walk quickly but the sores on the bottoms of her feet from where she'd been tortured were infected and the stones on the street were causing indescribable pain with each step she took. He led her inside a building into a room lit with candles. More speech she could not follow and then a pair of female hands took hold of her arms and led her to sit beside a bucket of water.

In a flurry of motion she was being scrubbed and rinsed. All the while she stared up into the faces, and past them, at her new captor. Aaja just wanted to understand what was happening to her. She repeated the odd sounding word she had thought she grasped earlier and pointed to the liquid being poured from a cup over her feet. "Wa-t-r?" she asked, hoping she was right and that maybe some words did translate from her language to this strange one.
 
Jason

Two slaves took the new slave off Jason once they were inside his compound and started to clean her up he ordered another slave to find Miren and tell her he had just purchased a badly treated slave that needed some healing.

Hearing her badly formed request for water he told another of his men to get her some water and something to eat he wanted her clean and fit ready for the block after he’d finished with her but now he was going to see the Nymph.

Leaving the new slave in good hands he headed for the cell that the Nymph was secured in stopping just outside the open door to watch what Joe and his mate were doing he could see that the Nymph’s body was sweating from the attention it was getting from them both.

Even in her chains he could see her body moving in response to their ministrations he decided to let them carry on for a few more minutes before he would enter and enjoy her.
 
Once she was cleaned Aaja felt more like her old self again. The women sat her down on a soft mat on the floor of the room and left her naked but wrapped a warm blanket over her shoulders after drying her off. A large mug of fresh water was handed to Aaja who drank greedily and finished quickly. More was poured into the cup and it was filled two more times before she paused to see a steaming bowl of fragrant stew had been placed before her and a hunk or bread beside it.

Eyes shining with gratitude Aaja looked up at the person who had placed it before her with thanks and spoke in her own language, "Dar juu" which was a way of thanking someone for a precious gift. She needed help with her bindings still on her wrists to manuver one hand holding the bowl and the other scooping up bits of vegetable and meat with the bread and lifting it to her mouth but after a few assisted tries she got the hang of it and was able to finish her meal on her own. She wasn't sure if it was her hunger or actually the quality of the food but it tasted delicious and she ate every bit and drank the last drops.

Her stomach now full, and her body clean, she rested against the wall and finished the rest of the water in her cup with more grace. Aaja sighed, her weariness finally overcoming her as she was able to relax for the first time in weeks and she felt herself begin to doze off but her eyelids flew open at the sound of another entering the room. A woman carrying many things in a basket that Aaja recognized. This was a healer. Aaja thanks the gods that someone was sent to care for her wounds, for the food in her belly, for the water to drink and bathe and that she was being treated humanely for a change. She hoped this was not all in preparation for something even more terrible than she had already experienced.

As the woman looked at her feet Aaja tried to explain what had happened to her but she could see the woman did not understand a word of her language. So she pointed and gestured and also wanted to know what to call things. She had to learn this new language if she was going to make it at all in this place. Aaja first pointed to the foot the women examined and asked what it was called. This took several tries before a word was agreed upon by the group before her. 'foot'

"Foot." repeated Aaja, feeling she was finally getting somewhere with understanding these strange people.
 
Taya

Taya bit down on her lip supressing the sounds that her body was forcing her to make. Her eyes glazed over with tears but she didn't want to let them see her cry. She couldn't hold out for long though and one single perfect tear rolled down her cheek. Her kind would never take her back now.. She was ruined, impure and unfit.
 
Nymph Plundered

Jason moved into the room containing the helpless Nymph and got onto the bed between her legs, taking out his hard cock. “Undo her legs,” he told the two guys knowing that her body was ready to accept his cock and he wanted her legs wrapped around him as he fucked her.

Rubbing the head of his cock along the lips of her sex he could see her juices coating it before he pushed his cock into her sliding in easily hearing the slight moan as he realised that she was still a virgin and had ploughed straight through her hymen.

Once he was buried fully into her he waited a few moments to let her get used to the feel of his cock before he started to move in and out of her at a slow rate measuring his strokes to the movement of her body.
 
Taya

Taya winced feeling him penatrate her. She was surely ruined now. Her hands formed into a fist as she squeezed them hard. Her back instictivly arched. She had no choice now but to give herself to him. Maybe if she behaved and did what she was told he would keep her insead of selling her. She closed her eyes finally submitting and surendering herself to him and moved her hips into him slowly getting used to the feel.
 
Jason & the Nymph

Feeling her body responding to his cock deep inside her Jason stretched up and released her wrists as he gradually increased his pace driving into her harder with each stroke enjoying the feel of her body moving to meet him as he back arched further giving him better penetration.

As he felt her finally surrender fully to his manhood inside her pussy he increased his pace again until he was finally thrusting into her as hard and deep as was humanly possible the moan coming from her as her body took over told him that she was his to use as he pleased.

It was a shame that she’d eventually end up on the block but that didn’t need to happen immediately he could enjoy her for a couple of weeks before there was need to sell her the money he’d made on the dragon meant that he didn’t have to sell anybody for some time.

He’d been going for some time when he slammed into her one last time filling the inside of her pussy with his thick warm cum he stayed there as her cunt muscles worked to milk him dry as his cock gradually started to shrink.
 
Taya

Taya felt the warm liquid fill her inside. There was so much that she could feel some of it drip out of her. It felt hot, warm and sticky. She gave another small moan and a coo of surpise feeling him shrink inside of her. She supposed hat meant that he was done with her. He had released her hands and she rubbed her wrists which were sore. She had hoped he would allow her some time in the water now that he was finished and her eyes stayed focused on him.
 
Aaja spent the next hour learning the names of various things and some common words and phrases in this new tongue. She picked everything up quickly, she guessed, by the surprised yet pleased expressions on the other women's faces as they gave her more to learn and she absorbed it all. She rarely had to be told anything more than once before she remembered it and internalized it. It was a common gift many of her kind had.

She began trying to string words together into awkward phrases by the beginning of the second hour and from what she could understand of the new language, one of the girls who had washed her asked her where she had come from. At first she was honest and shrugged. It was easier to express than the complicated truth that she had no idea where she was so it was not easy to tell where her land would be in comparison. After the same question came up again later she tried another tact. She answered as best she could. "My home - mountains - go far from mountains - go that way." she pointed up to indicate they lived at the peaks and mountain tops.

"My home - much cold wind - much cold water, 'siij oh'(she could not describe the ice) warm in 'traipi' ( she knew no word to describe their tents) My home not like here. 'Bijanni' (different) My home -"
tears formed in her eyes at the truth of it
"-too far." Her home was too far away for her to ever find again. She had no idea which direction she had been brought nor the distance when she had been kidnapped. The women nodded their understanding and left her with her silent tears while they went on to attend to other duties remarking on how strange and exotically beautiful she was. "You will be very popular among the discerning." said one.

Aaja wondered if it was good or bad in the world of a slave to be considered popular.
 
"No, Master, I do not..."

Marcus sat in silence for a few minutes letting her enjoy her fill of the rabbit occasionally offering her a bit more food for the moment he wasn't even concerned with her in the least. Once most of the rabbit was done however he paused and watched her.

"Tell me me Trianna what would Keena do if a a man told her to suck his dick?" Regardless of her ander he would gently gather her hair around his hand and guide her toward him pulling his clothing away until his cock was pressed against her lips.
 
Trianna

"Tell me me Trianna what would Keena do if a a man told her to suck his dick?"

For a moment she almost choked on the meat in her mouth, her eyes widening as she swallowed and looked up at him tentatively.
"She...she would attack him and ensure she damaged his sex enough to make sure he never made such advances to her, or another female, again..."
Her body tensed almost imperceptibly as his hand took hold of her hair and slowly pulled her head towards him. Still sat in the chair, he untied the lacings of his trousers and within moments his hard shaft was pointing towards her mouth, brushing her trembling lips, her body tilted towards him, her arms held behind her back still. "What...what would you have Trianna do...Master...?" She asked the question against her own will, knowing it was what he wanted to hear.
 
"What...what would you have Trianna do...Master...?" Part of him shivered, it was magical to hear a woman whisper those words yet for a moment he remembered his place. Trianna made it difficult for him, she was so loyal, so smart that he wanted to call her Keena. He wanted to scoop her up into his arms and tell her that no other woman could be her equal in her eyes and yet he stopped himself.

Instead he finished pulling his clothing from his body and waved his rigid cock before her lips. "I would like it if Trianna hungered so much for a cock between her lips that I didn't need to instruct her rather she saw cock and instinctively wanted to lick and suck."
 
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