To buy a slave

Jason, Miren & Meliara

The description that Miren gave him of the ways of her people seemed just as bad to him as his did to her but he decided to drop the subject they’d never agree that the other might have a point he was sure that the daughters of the lesser houses were married off the to greater houses thus forming the blood.

“What position does the House of Treswyn hold in the overall scheme of things?” Jason asked after Miren had served Meliara with some nectar it might give him some idea of what her value would be to the Elves if the ransom was ever agreed.

He took a large swig of his wine before returning to his meal waiting to see what sort of position Miren held in the hierarchy of the Elves.

“After we’ve finished eating you might like to show Meliara where she can bathe the same layout is in my room but you can use either,” he said to Miren realising that Meliara might want to clean up if she was as fastidious as Miren about cleanliness.
 
Castor knelt down and lifted Aaja's head by her hair until she was looking at him.

"Then you have learned your lesson, Aaja," Castor said. "You are required to tell me about such things. In this case particularly so, because Democritus has betrayed my trust. If I cannot trust him in this matter, how can I trust him in other matters. Beyond that..." He swallowed. "He hurt and threatened you. I will not have that."

He stroked her cheek and gave her a small smile. "Endure a little while longer and he will trouble you no more."

Castor walked over to the door and out of the room as his mind tumbled over the possible courses of actions and the desired outcomes. Having Democritus killed without explanation was simply unacceptable. On the other hand, he couldn't afford to have Democritus taking his knowledge to another lord. He thought, however, that he saw a way to play this to his advantage.

He spied Democritus crossing the garden and forced a smile onto his face.

"Democritus. How are the preparations for tomorrow nights' dinner proceeding?"

"Matters are well in hand, lord. The food will be delivered and musicians have been engaged. The staff are well prepared. Do you wish me to prepare your slaves for any specific role?"

"No, Democritus. They will participate by being present. I may have a task for you though, a message I need delivered."

"I am ready to serve, lord."
 
She watched what he was doing, she wasn't ready for this but she wouldn't fight what was meant to be, she arched her back forcing her hips into him, making him go farther, she gasped at the new penetration, crying out her mind almost went blank unsure of what was going to happen, her hand clenched the bed sheets.
 
Sam & Rose

Now he was fully into her he started to move again slowly, his intent was to enjoy a slow fuck of this slave making it last as long as he could her body was responding to his movement with her hips coming to meet him each time he thrust into her.

She was going to make a really good sex slave for somebody he just hoped that she’d get a good master who’d use her well all the time he was slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts feeling the response from her body he had to control himself or he’d cum too soon.
 
Sam And Rose

She cried out again feeling him break into her, her body relaxed a little more under his, she closed her eyes trying not to enjoy it, but the problem was, she was enjoying it, she had a smile on her face as she continued to thrust her hips into him more.
 
Aaja tended to Eloriel, helping her reduce the swelling to the mark on her hip. Both required the aid of some herbs she did not know the 'common' words for but only her old language's words for these herbs which when ground into a fine powder and mixed with sterilized water could help heal burns and infected scrapes and would most likely easethe pain in thier markings. "Eloriel, we require Zanrndn and Enaezslia I suspect we could find some in the garden if we look carefully. " she suggested rising from the bed and preparing to venture out into the midday sunshine of the garden to look for what they required. "We have not been called to lessons, come, I think we can go and enjoy the garden."
 
"Aaja?" Eloriel ventured softly, eyes baleful as she watched Aaja watch Castor leave. "Aaja.... Eloriel sorry." Eloriel switched back to their native tongue. "Love, I am sorry. I could not hold my tongue and let that awful man violate you. I see the look on your face. I can't explain to you how I knew Castor would believe and understand me, but I knew so before the words left my mouth." Eloriel moved from the bed to go to Aaja, but the pain in her hip immobilized her, and she sprawled back on the bed, gasping. She bit her lip and gained her composure to continue, fearing Aaja's disappointment in her.... She considered further explaining her intuitions, her sense of timing and certainty that if the betrayal of Democritus was not brought to his attention promptly, something terrible may have befallen Aaja, but instead she just lowered her eyes knowing there was little she could say other than... "I'm sorry. I love you."
 
(OOC: We posted at practically the same time, so this is in response to your post which was immediately before mine.)

Eloriel eased onto her feet. She was beautiful and pale as ever, but the cuts and powder had reddened the area of the mark and its surroundings, and caused slight swelling. She put her arm around Aaja's easily, as their bodies fit together as though they were crafted to sit side by side, like twins, and just being around her put her at ease. They two headed to the garden, Aaja involuntarily and unrealizingly adopting a little limp to match that of her love. The two were a perfect pretty picture, Aaja's face marked with concern and attention to Eloriel, and Eloriel's face an almost comical mixture of absolute adoration and dizzying pain.
 
OOC: ditto for this, it's in response to the apology.
IC:Aaja turned as if only half having heard Eloriel's words. "I know...I love you too. But, you have to trust my judgement. I was trying to protect you, and Castor, both of you...I never plan to keep secrets again but if I ever feel it's necessary to I don't want you to be the one I have to worry about telling on me." she said, then switched to 'common' "Now, out to the garden we, go, 'companion'."
 
Merin

Miren addressed Meliara, "Meliara, would like some nectar? I find it goes quite nicely with human food."

Meliara set her utensils down before nodding and answering, "Well, I'll at least try it..."

“It is a blend of fruit juices, you have had it before – simply calling it by another name.” Miren smiles as she fills two cups.

“What position does the House of Treswyn hold in the overall scheme of things?” Jason asked after Miren had served Meliara with some nectar.

“The House of Treswyn is bond by blood to the Great House of Eoswyn. My mother was the First Daughter of Eoswyn, and her father the Great Lord of Eoswyn. The House of Treswyn is well placed within our society, however, that has always been of little concern to me as my energies have always been focused on healing not genealogy. The extent of my abilities have always made me unique among my people, it mattered little that my Grandfather is the Great Lord.”

“The only title that ever mattered to me was that of Healer.” Miren sipped from her glass of nectar.

“After we’ve finished eating you might like to show Meliara where she can bathe the same layout is in my room but you can use either,” he said to Miren.

The tall elf nods her head then turns to Meliara, “If you would like to bathe, Meliara, I have modified the harsh human soaps into ones that can be appreciated by our kind. Softened the scents, lightened the abrasiveness… simple things but well worth the effort. I would be pleased to share them with you.”
 
Meliara

Meliara sipped her nectar and listened to Miren's story of her family. She found the liquid to be sweet and it reminded her of the berries she picked in the forest.

Jason asked Miren to share her bath with Meliara. She turned to her and said, “If you would like to bathe, Meliara, I have modified the harsh human soaps into ones that can be appreciated by our kind. Softened the scents, lightened the abrasiveness… simple things but well worth the effort. I would be pleased to share them with you.”

Meliara looked up to Miren and nodded. "Yes. I would like that.. if its not too much trouble. Thank you."

She hoped that using Miren's bath wouldn't involve any other women scrubbing her again.
 
He keeps kissing her and he frees his cock, pushing it against tess's cloth covered crotch. He smirks at the little tremble of fear from her and he gets her top off and squeezes her bare breasts and pinches her nipples, before leaning down and taking a nipple in her mouth after straddling her, starting to suck hard from the nipple.

sexy_curves said:
as he pushed tess onto the bed, and begain taking her clothes off and groping her breasts, tess closed her eyes, turning her face away. she knew what was coming, but she hoped somehow it wouldn't.
 
Sam & Rose

Sam heard her cry as he blasted through her hymen but it was too late as he settled down to his steady rhythm his cock sliding in and out of her cunt as he drove them both towards their mutual orgasms he was going faster and faster and her hips were slamming towards him with each stroke.

He knew that it wouldn’t be long now before he had to release his cum into her and it would be the first time that the inside of her pussy was sprayed with cum although he knew it wouldn’t be the last.
 
She had a smile on her face her breathing was pretty fast "Oh god yes!" She finally cried it didn't matter who he was or where she was any more, all she knew was she was racked in a lot of pleasure.
 
Jason, Miren & Meliara

Jason smiled at the chatter between the two girls they sounded more like sisters every moment as they talked with Meliara acting just like a younger sister to Miren.

“Once you’ve showed her where everything is you could come back to sit and talk with me while we wait for her,” Jason suggested to Miren as he sipped his wine he was feeling a little nervous now that it was getting close to the time to bed Meliara. He didn’t know what Miren was thinking and that concerned him because it was her he wanted in his bed not Meliara, he also knew that he wouldn’t be able to just discard Meliara after one night.

He filled his glass with more wine but he had no intention of drinking too much he just needed something to do as he waited for the two Elves to decide when Meliara was going to bathe. His mind went back to Tom and wondered if he’d managed to sell Tess and Taya and if so how good a price he got for them.

He finished his meal feeling satisfied and was ready to relax and certainly would have done with Miren on the settee if they’d been alone but in the back of his mind was the nagging thought that Miren would think less of him if he took Meliara to bed with him. The problem he had was that as he’d pointed out to Miren if he didn’t take her his men would expect to have her and knowing what they were like she’d end up in the same sorry state as the new girl Tess and he couldn’t allow that.
 
Sam & Rose

Sam felt Rose suddenly tense and the heard her cry out as her cunt muscles suddenly clamped hard on his cock causing him to explode deep inside her shooting spurt after spurt of warm cum all over the inner walls of her sex.

He stayed rammed inside her as the muscles in her pussy squeezed his cock forcing every drop of cum from it as her body writhed in ecstasy underneath him as he waited for his cock to shrink and slip out of her.
 
Trianna

"That idea frightens you doesn't it?"
Trianna merely nodded, unsure of how to voice her fears without spoiling the moment they were enjoying.
"Don't worry it won't happen right now, I plan on something differnt for you immediately. I think I'm going to take you on your back next. When we wake up I will teach you some more about being a slave, the proper greetings, ways to behave when there is company. Perhaps we'll find some time for you to show me combat techniques. My fathter taught me a lot but he is far to old to properly train . . ."
"I shall do my best to learn what you wish me to, Master...and I shall be more than happy to teach you all I can about the skills I learnt as a...K'zin..." Her voice faltered as she remembered the creature she once was, Keena...the warrior...the brave...
Trianna shut her eyes and her mind away from the memory, sensing Marcus' own mind was wandering at the mention of his father. She snuggled up to him a little closer, draping her leg almost lazily over his own. Feeling the urge to return to her slumber creeping upon her as she lay warm and relaxed against Marcus once more, Trianna fought to keep her eyes open.
 
Marcus remained still for a moment, only half noticing the change in her voice that would normally have prompted another string of questions. Instead he to felt himself drawn back into a pleasant slumber with the beauty beside him.

It was her leg thrown over him that reminded him he had other goals, it was the sight of her body that made his manhood swell anew and made him roll her over onto her back and grip her by the ankles spreading her wide for his lusts. He pushed his manhood against her, but only let the very tip part her pussy. "Beg for it slut." He smiled. "And play with your tits, get used to how your body feels my dearest pet.
 
Trianna

Trianna was more than a little surprised as Marcus rolled her suddenly onto her back, spreading her legs lewdly with his hands holding tightly to her ankles. His eyes moving across her prone body possessively, like a man assessing his land, his property. She was his property now. She whimpered as she felt the head of his once again hard shaft probe between her lips, still moist with arousal from when she had pleased him with her mouth.
"Beg for it slut...And play with your tits, get used to how your body feels my dearest pet."
She winced a little at his words, hearing him speak to her like that caused almost forgotten feelings to begin to rise up within her. She was no slut...not in the sense that Human's used the word. But she knew from the smile on his face that this was part of her role now, to be whatever he desired her to be. Running her hands up her stomach to cup and massage her breasts she looked up at him, almost shyly.
"Please Master...please take me...use my body for your pleasure...please Master..." Her voice was soft as her eyes pierced his, once more glowing slightly in the moonlight, her words tailing off into another whimper and then purring as her fingertips circled her stiffening nipples.
 
Marcus smiled and leaned down kissing her softly on the cheek. "That's good job Trianna my precious little slut." He locked his eyes on her beautiful glowing orbs and plunged his cock into her body. Using her ankles to manipulate her body he nearly folded the feline beauty in half as impaled her body again and again on his hard cock.

He was very pleased with her progress thus far, even the things she didn't enjoy, getting in the water, being called a slut, even anal he presumed she would submit to with little argument. She was truly as perfect as she was beautiful not something he'd expected to find in the "wild animal" that Jason had sold him. It was a pleasant surprise to find a woman ready willing and able to obey and serve.

He pushed those thoughts from his mind though as he pushed her even farther forward until only her shoulders and the tips of her toes were touching the soft grass. He let his weight drive him into her at that point watching her eyes as he fucked his slave.
 
Trianna

"That's good job Trianna my precious little slut."
Trianna whimpered and mewled as Marcus bent her lower body up and over her chest. Pinning her down and taking her with long, hard strokes. While it was uncomfortable and definitely degrading to be spoken to in such a way and taken in such a position. She could feel her sex responding, growing wetter, clutching at his shaft as he began to pound against her.
"Th-thank you Master..." She managed to whimper in between his crushing thrusts, the rumbling sound of purring once more emanating from her chest, now pinning beneath her own knees.
She struggled vaguely as he applied more pressure to her, but as soon as she realised she was, she stopped herself. Seeing the pleasure and enjoyment on Marcus' face as she took her, used her, exactly as he wished.
 
Marus steadily picked up the pace as he flet her body starting to react to being used yet again. She was a very responsive female, yet another plus he couldn't deny as he pumped against her body. Soon he was moving fast enough that even the soft padding of fur on her body didn't completely muffle the sound of his hips slamming against hers. The steady rhythmic beat of their union floated in the air along with his moans and her whimpering.

"Its fine to struggle just a bit Trianna. It makes a man feel strong to take a woman against her will. Especially when she's a beautiful pet who loves every moment of it." He grinned tightening his grip on her ankles and continuing to plunge into her pussy as deep and as hard as he could accomplish.
 
Trianna

"Its fine to struggle just a bit Trianna. It makes a man feel strong to take a woman against her will. Especially when she's a beautiful pet who loves every moment of it."
Trianna, listening carefully to his words, tried to straighten out her body but she felt Marcus' grip increase and his smile grow a little wider. She wriggled slightly beneath him, as if trying to move away from his thrusting shaft but she was pinned fast and barely moved at all, although she definitely felt Marcus' pounding grow a little harder in response. The K'zin had enough feline genes to allow their spines to bend more than the average human was capable of, so while the position was undignified, it wasn't painful for her.
"Please...Master...you're....you're so strong..." She whimpered, not wanting to lie to him about him hurting her but he certainly was displaying strength she hadn't expected. While she wasn't using the full strength in her muscles, he was definitely stopping her struggles so far.
 
He was fairly certain that she was holding back the majority of her strength but at the moment he didn't care, the illusion of conquering her was good enough. In the back of his mind he breifly consider that that was all he had. An illusion of power. She obeyed because she wanted to, not because she had to at any moment she could tear his throat out. It wasn't a lack of trust, he trusted her implicitly already but that shouldn't be the only thing keeping a slave in check. There should be more than her word.

Marcus moaned aloud though the thoughts rapidly being pushed from his mind as he felt his cock begining to spasm inside her warning of the coming climax. That didn't slow his pace but it certainly destroyed any semblance of a rhythm. Like his breathing his thrusts now came in short sets of rapid thrusts followed by a few deep strokes that pressed her down into the cool grass then more furious thrusts.
 
Sam And Rose

She cried out her moans heard probably outside of the room, she closed her eyes, the feeling was incredible, she forgot where she was and sighed some as she laid still, spent, she felt him leave her body and she opened up her eyes.
 
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