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 Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 12:54 pm
A slow hand worked through long brown curls straightening and arranging each strand of hair until it looked perfect. Green eyes gazed over her reflection in the mirror as she slowly worked on fixing her appearance once more, carefully making sure she looked presentable. Her appearance was the one thing that she could control anymore and she took care of it as much as she could. Her eyes lingered away from her hair once it was fixed, sliding along her body and making sure she looked stunning as usual. Her eyes slid over the purple material of her outfit and she adjusted her skirt on her hips so that it was even once more. Her tail flicked back and forth slowly and she ran a hand through it to check once more for any knots before continuing her inspection of herself. Her gaze traveled back up her body and paused at her shoulder, the material of her gown had slipped down a little bit revealing a rather large bruise circling her arm. She had been careless, she was normally so alert and ready to do whatever was asked of her but she had been tired, and he got angry. He is gone now, but this last trace of him had not left her body yet.
Sliding the material back over her shoulder she slowly made her way towards the door, knocking twice and stepping backwards, her head down as per usual. The guard opened the door a few moments later and took her arm, leading her towards the showroom once more. Once they arrived at the room her ears perked up from being flat on her head and her eyes glanced around the room as much as she could with her gaze remaining low. There was the same amount of slaves in the room as their had been when she had left previously; however, most of them were unfamiliar to her, which wasn't surprising exactly, it had been a little while since the last time she was in this room and most of the older slaves had been chosen by now.
Sitting down on the ground gracefully as the guard stopped, she lifted her chin a bit so that he could connect the chain to her collar. Once he finished attaching the chain he left her alone. She checked to make sure the material still covered her arm before her gaze wandered around the room once more.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 12:58 pm
Jezzabella sat there, glaring out from behind the bars. Shifting uncomfortably, she grumbled. Her day had consisted of kicking bars and screaming threats at those who passed her. They had to bind her arms the moment she had grabbed one of the guards through the bars and managed to almost get his gun.
A few people walked by and made mention of her "assets" and she kicked out at the side of the cage. Her cheeks were colored with the anger that pulsed through her body. She wanted to give one of those so called masters a nice visual aid of why she wasn't going to be good "slave" material.
After a few uttered insults she continued in broken english, "Ya that's right you keep walking puta" she spat if even one of them came within arms length. One guard hit her cage with a club and she looked up at him "Vete a la chingada" she said smiling at him. Of course the guard had no idea she just told him to go ******** himself. "Tu madre es una puta fea " She knew speaking spanish was an easier way to confuse the block heads, yet feeling stupid seemed to anger the monkeys and he bashed the side of the cage again.
She was not going to stay here willingly and the first b***h to open the cage would learn that quite quickly
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 1:51 pm
Brad walked into the room with slow deliberate steps. This was at least the fifth place he had came looking. It wasn't the easiest thing in the world to track these places down. The first thing he noticed was the ambient lighting and he paused for a second to allow his eyes to adjust. He stuck his hands inside his pockets, something he did when he was nervous.
He stepped to the side incase anyone came up behind him and wanted to get through. He decieded to stay where he was and view the entire room and walk by each and every slave until he found her. He couldn't help but feel a ping of guilt even standing there while there were human beings tied to the floor and walls even though it was done humanly.
He caught a glimpse of that unmistakable brown hair and felt his heart beat a little faster. Had he after a year of searching at long last found her? His hands came out his pockets as he started forward no long nervous, but with a certain spring to his step. He swallowed the ping of guilt as he passed the first slave who gazed upon him.
When he found the body that the long brown hair belonged to sitting there trying to groom herself to look better and attract a new master or mistress he paused to let victory set in and renew him. She was just how he remembered her with the deepest set of green eyes to ever gaze upon the planet.
While she fixed her garments once more he walked the ten feet over to her and crouched before her and uttered the only thing he could think of.
"I'm back."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:24 pm
Once more, Yreva strode about as she ran her right hand through her unruly crimson locks of hair that cast themselves over her bright amber eyes. She let out a slow sigh of frustration, obviousily becoming annoyed. The female slaves outnumbered the male and, even though she would happily take a female pet, many were only meant for masters rather than mistresses. Besides, none of them seem to suit her taste.
The males as well suffered from this lack of traits that would have made them desirable to her. It wasn't so much that she was picky, but she craved life from her pets. Whether they were of broken spirits or firey tempers, none seem to interest her. She idily leaned against the wall, content to simply watch the happenings of others for some kind of entertainment.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:31 pm
After glancing around the room once her eyes settled on the ground, a girl in a nearby cage was making a terrible ruckus and she glanced briefly towards her. The violence of some slaves always confused her, why act such way and make masters/mistress' not want you? Wouldn't it be better to belong to someone and not be stuck in a cage.
A faint scent caught her nose and she looked around the room once more, trying to place the origin of the scent. It reminded her of someone, but he had been gone for so long, it couldn't possibly be him. After letting her eyes wander around the room a few moments longer she looked down at the ground once more, sadly. She needed to stop getting her hopes up whenever she smelled that reminded her of him, it never was and she was always left disappointed and sad once she realized it wasn't him.
Her ears perked up a bit as she heard someone approaching where she was, the smell became stronger and she couldn't help but look up. The person crouched down in front of her just as she was looking up and her green eyes grew wide with surprise.
"Master Brad!" She smiled, happiness shinging through her eyes and the smile on her face. It was him! After all this time, he had found her again. Moving forward quickly she hugged him, only to be pulled back quickly by a nearby guard. She winced when he tugged her back by her still bruised arm and her gaze dropped to the ground once more as the guard apologized to Master Brad for her behavior.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 2:55 pm
White is for Magic DemonHunterX White is for Magic DemonHunterX His Silver hair shined, his crystale blue eyes were bright as he walked into the showroom area. His tuxedo was freshly pressed and ironed out along with his cape that nearly touched the floor. He was new to this place, but his name would be known in a matter of time as he walked with his hands in his pockets. Looking around he must find the slave that seemed to match him.
As he looked around he spotted a slave of pure delight. She had many around her gaurds that is and she would be the perfect slave to break.'hmm..'he thought slowly as he placed his hand on his chin."Why not."he said slowly.
Taking slow types he walked over towards the gaurd, they gave him a insane look, but let him past for it was his fate to begin with."My My you seem to cause alot of ruckus." ((can you send me a PM of the page you reply on? I need to go now.)) Yoko looked into her amber eyes seeing the anger that Dwelled within, he smirked and then put his hands in his pockets as he bend down at the cage."Well you want to kill me don't you."he said with a slight chuckle."I like this one...she's...tough."he said as he put his hand on the top of the cage."Tell me what is your name."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:05 pm
Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Bethany sat, half kneeling on the floor, leaning to the side a bit. She was naked, her only decoration a tatoo that wound its way from her navel to her right n****e in a curving black design. At her n****e, the tatoo wound around that pink bud of flesh, ending where a piercing began, from which dangled a good-sized crystal, catching the light, and the eye. She was beautiful, with a thick mantle of dark auburn curls that cascaded down to her full hips, and skin like ivory or porceline. There was a black leather collar around her neck, property of the shoppe and not from a Master, from which led a thick chin that wound down to the floor, twisted in spirals, and was connected to a bolt coming out of the hardwood floor. Everything about Bethany was delicate and beautiful, even the way she sat, graceful. She had big emerald eyes, and full, pouty lips. Though she was slender and beautiful, her breasts were also full, giving her small frame an hourglass shaped curve. Softly, she sighed out of boredom, wondering when it would be her turn. She would not promise obedience or respect until they were earned, but she would be loyal through and through. The nudity in which Bethany was clothed had always been her state, since she was sold. At first, giving up her pride in such a way was difficult. But as the days, the weeks, the months passed, she felt comfortable with her body, and proud of its alluring and delicate form. A second soft sigh escaped the rosey lips of the lovely girl. Bethany's hand rose to cover her lips as she yawned softly. This place made her drowsy, but sleeping was not an option until the shoppe closed for the day. Struggling to keep her eyes from closing out of boredom, she scanned the room for any signs of activity. ... ((JUst a bump..)) ...
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:06 pm
-steps into the room silently-
"Hello everyone..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:14 pm
Cat was begining to get bored. The mose excitment she had was when she tried to escape. After that she tried to come up with a new plan.
"Quiet the mind, let everything become still" She quietly said
She then closed her eyes and imagined a hall filled with doors. Some had signs and others had diffrent markings on them. CAt walked over to the door with the knight's pieace on it (Chess). When she opened it she had walked into her subconcious stragedy room.
"Now how am I going to escape" She said as she walked over to a model of the show room. She then began to plot.
"I could always slip during the knight, but with my body chained down that would never work. Maybe I could make the guards so mad that they would let me out to punish me. Then I could escape." Cat thought. Once she had made up her mind she cam eback to reality.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:20 pm
DemonHunterX White is for Magic DemonHunterX White is for Magic DemonHunterX His Silver hair shined, his crystale blue eyes were bright as he walked into the showroom area. His tuxedo was freshly pressed and ironed out along with his cape that nearly touched the floor. He was new to this place, but his name would be known in a matter of time as he walked with his hands in his pockets. Looking around he must find the slave that seemed to match him.
As he looked around he spotted a slave of pure delight. She had many around her gaurds that is and she would be the perfect slave to break.'hmm..'he thought slowly as he placed his hand on his chin."Why not."he said slowly.
Taking slow types he walked over towards the gaurd, they gave him a insane look, but let him past for it was his fate to begin with."My My you seem to cause alot of ruckus." ((can you send me a PM of the page you reply on? I need to go now.)) Yoko looked into her amber eyes seeing the anger that Dwelled within, he smirked and then put his hands in his pockets as he bend down at the cage."Well you want to kill me don't you."he said with a slight chuckle."I like this one...she's...tough."he said as he put his hand on the top of the cage."Tell me what is your name."
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 3:59 pm
Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Beautiful.x.Nightmare Bethany sat, half kneeling on the floor, leaning to the side a bit. ... Softly, she sighed out of boredom, wondering when it would be her turn. She would not promise obedience or respect until they were earned, but she would be loyal through and through. The nudity in which Bethany was clothed had always been her state, since she was sold. ... Struggling to keep her eyes from closing out of boredom, she scanned the room for any signs of activity. ... ((JUst a bump..)) ...
Valen's eyes, nor body, made not a single attempt to resist her. In a very seductive manner, the tall man stepped towards her while licking his lips, his thigh less than an inch away from her face. The arosed man smirked while running his fingers through his hair. Since Valen was so close, he was forced to look downward in order to see her; his hair dangled in the same direction. "Stand," he said to the female calmly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 4:52 pm
Bethany looked up, contemplating the man with mistrust in her beautiful eyes. Her voice soft but cold, she asked, "Why should I?" giving him a steely stare.
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Beautiful.x.Nightmare Crew
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 5:10 pm
Valen frowned, and narrowed his eyes, at the fact that she resisted and even questioned him. The towering man clinched his fist, prior to popping the connecting bones in his wrist. As his anger appeared to subside, he lowered himself down a bit with a blank expression on his face. His right hand drifted upon her shoulder, slid up to her cheek, and then to the top of her head. The Sky seemed to be caressing the female, but the truth was he just wanted to get feel her smooth body. In a quick motion, he stood up straight and yanked Beth onto her feet with the grip he obtained on her hair. The twisted man pressed his body up against hers to pin her onto the wall behind her. His hands quickly grasped her wrists, prior to extending her arms to the side to pin them as well. "Don't question me!" he whispered loudly. Soon after his words, he froze completely; an urge came onto him. Very slowly, Valen licked up from to base of Beth's neck to tips of her lips. "What is your name, girl?" Like usual, he began speaking seductively again; the man's charming voice echoed into her ear. His volume was so low that only they could hear what he was saying. Out of pure excitement, as blood rushed through his veins, Valen's chest puffed in and out against Beth's.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2007 5:10 pm
White is for Magic DemonHunterX White is for Magic DemonHunterX White is for Magic DemonHunterX His Silver hair shined, his crystale blue eyes were bright as he walked into the showroom area. His tuxedo was freshly pressed and ironed out along with his cape that nearly touched the floor. He was new to this place, but his name would be known in a matter of time as he walked with his hands in his pockets. Looking around he must find the slave that seemed to match him.
As he looked around he spotted a slave of pure delight. She had many around her gaurds that is and she would be the perfect slave to break.'hmm..'he thought slowly as he placed his hand on his chin."Why not."he said slowly.
Taking slow types he walked over towards the gaurd, they gave him a insane look, but let him past for it was his fate to begin with."My My you seem to cause alot of ruckus." ((can you send me a PM of the page you reply on? I need to go now.)) Yoko looked into her amber eyes seeing the anger that Dwelled within, he smirked and then put his hands in his pockets as he bend down at the cage."Well you want to kill me don't you."he said with a slight chuckle."I like this one...she's...tough."he said as he put his hand on the top of the cage."Tell me what is your name." Yoko smiled."Yes Actually I am."he said slowly. (sorry for the shortness)
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