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 Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 5:41 am
Username
lurid_lullaby
Name
Sanura
Gender
Female
Age
Nineteen
Sexuality
Heterosexual
Race
Black Leopard Neko
Appearance
Standing at 5’ 4” and weighing 123lbs. Sanura is slender, but athletic. Her skin is naturally a semi-deep tanned tone.
Leopard ears sit atop her head, poking out from a mass of dark, wavy hair that falls to the middle of her back. Her hair appears to be black unless in full sunlight in which case it is revealed to be very dark brown with black spots. A long tail with fur matching her hair extends from above a firm bottom. Tufts of dark colored fur circle her wrists and ankles.
Long, white whiskers extend from above her moderately full pink lips. Her canines are sharp, though the rest of her teeth appear to be like any normal human’s. The surface of Sanura’s tongue is slightly textured with the sandpaper quality of felines.
Sanura has large, almond shaped eyes. They are a lovely shade of emerald green with flecks of blue and gold. Her nails are long, and very strong, slightly curved like a feline’s. Otherwise she is very human in appearance.
Personality
Sanura loves to be commanded to do things for her Master, given no choice. She falls easily in love with him so long as he is not a weakling who has pity for her all of the time. Even with a strong Master, though, she enjoys pushing as many combinations of buttons as she can to see how far she can go with her disobedience. She also happens to be a bit jealous. She wants to have the most attention from her owner over any other slave.
Type of Slave
Submissive with an occasional disobedient, rebellious edge.
Biography
Sanura was born in the Southeastern Asian rainforests. When she was eleven years of age poachers entered a part of the forest in the general area of where her village lived. They had intended to poach big cats, but when they came across the village they saw a new market for earning their gold.
The rudimentary weapons of the forest village were no matches for the guns of those men. In a matter of hours they had killed most of the Nekos protecting the village and had captured the rest. They were sold on the slave market for a hefty price.
Sanura was bought a matter of months after she was put on the market to a man and a woman who found her so called “savage” temperament amusing. They tried their best to tame her, though this proved exceedingly difficult despite her young age. They did manage to teach her the common language of their people, though, before they gave her back to the slave market.
By that time her twelfth year was upon her. She was bought buy a wealthy man who took her to his country house away from civilization where he taught her how to be a true slave. He tamed her until she was as submissive as could be managed for a Neko who had been wild two years earlier. She did not come out of it unscathed. Bruises and welts seemed to be a constant, though unwanted adornment for the young Neko.
After three years he brought her to his city home where his civilization flourished and attempted to sell her on his own terms now that she had become a decent, submissive slave, especially one whose body was maturing so delightfully. Any man would have to be out of his right mind to refuse her.
Sanura’s highest bidder was no man, but a woman. The woman was a bit over the hill and merely wanted someone to help with the duties of the house and to keep her company. The Neko actually proved to be a very good slave in those areas. She was submissive and friendly to the woman who never beat her and only gave a stern vocal reprimand when something was not done as expected.
Alas, this life could not have lasted for the young Neko. The woman died a little over a year after the purchase. In her will she gave Sanura to her eldest son with the suggestion to treat the Neko well. Little did his mother know what a sadistic fiend the man truly was. He’d had his eyes on Sanura since he’d first seen her and had all but begged his mother for her.
Finally, he had her. He was intent on taming the beast that continued to lurk around the edges of her personality. He abused her, raped her, and many other such things. It turned out that was exactly what she needed. She was never fully tamed, but she became a more submissive slave than she had ever been before.
Apparently age and circumstance had changed her a bit. Sanura now loved to be commanded and loved to please her Master, but she’d never been fully tamed. Occasionally her wild side would emerge and she would deliberately disobey her owner to taunt him, or press his buttons. She’d also learned to love the abuse and punishments, and to view them as deserved and necessary no matter how much it hurt or how much she pleaded.
The man went bankrupt, however, and had to sell her back to the slave market. She went through two more Masters before winding up, at last, on the slave block.
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Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2007 5:56 am
Sanura sat, leaning against the bars making up an inner wall of her cage, her green eyes surveying the market with an apathetic gaze. The female Neko had become all too familiar with this routine. She had been through it on multiple occasions throughout the years. Slaves were put on display like the animals they were. Their future Masters and Mistresses scanned that day’s cattle, looking for that special slave to do their bidding.
One might believe this to be an overwhelming process for a Master or Mistress, but the experienced ones always knew. They could look a slave in the eyes and know that they wanted that specific play toy without even needing to look over the rest of the market.
It was one of these sorts of Masters Sanura hoped for. She could hardly stand the thought of being stuck with another pathetic excuse for a Master. She wanted… no, she needed a professional to own her. As an experienced slave she almost always knew a true Master from an amateur by the way they walked, the way they held themselves, the look upon their face.
The Neko didn’t even bother to put on her innocent, helpless slave expression if she didn’t feel a buyer worthy enough to own her. In fact she made herself appear lazy and unfit to be purchased, as the majority of market slaves happened to be.
Instead of perking right up and putting herself out there for any potential buyers, Sanura leaned lazily against her cage, flicking her tail, arms crossed over her chest. If she were to see an acceptable Master she would look like the perfect slave. Until then, she didn’t even bother.
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Posted: Sat Jul 28, 2007 9:16 pm
Duran had walked into the market place, searching for an acceptional slave to take in as he looked around the place. I wonder who I can find within here, I hope I find one who has a spine. He thought to himself as he walked forward and his ears pointed upward. The fur on his skin began to tingle a bit as he looked around the place. God I hate this place, brings back to many memories. He told himself as he soon ran into a cage, looking within it to see a playful kitsune wanting out and petting.
"To playful." He told her as her tail between her legs and she began to play with her collar nervously, wondering what she had done wrong. He then moved to the next block, finding a demon within it who bore her fangs at him. "You want to play little boy, I will rip you to shreds." Were the words that escaped her violent and pertruding mouth as he let out a sigh and looked at her with full ice blue eyes. "Careful slave, I may kill you instead." He told her as she soon backed into the cage, seemingly scared and was all talk instead.
Seemingly all the slaves are talk. He thought to himself before he walked forward once more and found the neko infront of him, carefully eyeing her before moving his tail to her chin. He lifted it carefully and moved it from side to side. "Well now...a neko who seems a little feisty." He said as he soon looked over to the guards. "Go and bring me her papers, I desire this slave for my own use." He told them as his ears twitched slightly. He wondered if she was going to take him lightly just because they were of the same race.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 12:05 am
Sanura smelled him before she saw him, but hardly had turned her head to take a peak at the buyer before she felt his fur from his tail move beneath her chin. She allowed him to push her head to and fro in a short examination of her physical appearance. Emerald optics flecked with blue and gold flicked over his face momentarily before lowering respectfully.
The female Neko had never had a Master of her own species. Most were either very dominating Humans or Daemons. New experiences were always welcome with Sanura, though.
Well now... A Neko who seems a little feisty…
“Feisty? You have seen nothing more than my calm act of waiting. What do you know of feisty?” She taunted. He did not own her, so if she were a bit disrespectful he couldn’t do a thing about it.
When the man ordered her papers readied she felt a surge of... Something. She wasn’t quite sure what it was. Surely she would be punished for her audacity. Though, he was an attractive man and he seemed like the sort who knew what he wanted, obviously. Perhaps he could be the sort of Master she craved.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:20 am
His ears twitched a bit as he looked at her with curiosity, his tail moving
to his waist after finishing the inspection. He then watched her eyes carefully as she soon looked downwards in respect. Seemingly she knew the rules with Masters and slaves and looking at them. He then heard her speak and blinked for a bit.
"So you wish to know how I can tell your a bit feisty then?" He asked her as his eyes glanced over her body before eyeing her own eyes once more. "Its how your sitting, the way your tail moves, as well as how your acting. You show no signs of care and or being innocent like that kitsune over there. You show that you are you and by doing so distinguishes you from the rest." He told her as his eyes were calm and his body seem as though it was at peace.
He soon let out a sigh as his foot hit the ground. "I wonder where that guard is? He should have been back hear with your papers as quick as possible." Duran told her as he soon eyed the stairs, hearing him stumble down them. The guard rose and made his way to Duran, handing him the paper's as he took it out of his hands. "Lets see what we got." He told her a slight grin passed on his face, eyeing her carefully as his lips parted. "I will take her." He told him as his words dripped like venom, cold and somewhat vicious.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 12:40 pm
Sanura listened patiently as he spoke, her ears twitching up to hear him better. He had seen her for what she was, read her like an open book. He must be a professional to know her intentions. Good Masters always knew, and the bad always looked the other way.
The female Neko moved to a standing position in her cage when the guard returned with her papers. She watched the male Neko carefully as he read through the documents, judging what his decision would be. He didn’t give Sanura any open facial expressions to read, though, so she was forced to wait until she heard the magic words.
I will take her…
A small chill went through the slave’s body at the sound of his tone. Her tail twitched once from it before resuming its steady swaying, back and forth. So she would indeed be his. Sanura wondered what would become of her now.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 6:33 pm
He watched her ears twitch to listen to him as he spoke, showing him that he was hitting everything on mark and at least had her attention for the time. As the guard ran towards him though his right eye was keeping a steady watch on her before he turned and said his words to her. He eyed her body as it shivered a bit and her skin began to crawl. Seemingly he his a sweet spot upon her. He then watched her tail twitching from side to side before it began to sway back and forth.
Her body told him all he needed to know, seeing as she was actually surprised to find a master of his caliber as well as excited from what it seemed. His hand moved to the door of the cage as he soon pulled on the lock as well as the door itself, watching as it broke off and the door was flung to the side as it was thrown from its hinges. He then walked forward and pulled out a collar which had a platting of ice upon it. He soon placed the collar upon her neck, fitting it perfectly around her before locking it down.
At that moment he soon ran his nail against it, watching as her name was etched in the ice. Sanura was what could be read from upon it. The leash ready and within his hand as his left hand broke off her chains that binded her. "Come along slave." He told her in somewhat a polite and gental mood, obviously happy with his choice in a slave as he walked to the door with her and opened it, looking at the moon as it was shining bright within its fullness.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 1:29 am
Sanura’s ears flattened to her skull as her new Master pulled the cage door from the hinges. The loud screaming of the metal bending and breaking hurt her ears. She winced when it was thrown away, colliding with the wall and hard floor. Once he broke away her metal bonds, the satisfying sound of them falling away and clinking against themselves as they landed upon the floor, emerald optics spotted the collar in his grasp.
The Neko slave stood still as he buckled the black leather collar around her neck. It felt stiff, new, the scent fresh as if it had never been used, never worn before. Sanura wondered how long it would take for the stiff leather to chafe her soft, but sturdy flesh. Her head tilted back as his nail touched connected with the plate of… seeming ice to engrave letters into it. She hadn’t the slightest what had been scrawled, but that wasn’t her concern. Her concern was to obey commands and please her new Master.
Come along, slave…
Even if Sanura didn’t want to go she had no choice as he would have tugged her along by the leash in his hands, clipped to the collar. Her fingers grazed the smooth leather and the plating displayed on the front. Though she had thought the name plate to be ice, it did not chill her fingers.
Her feet began padding across the hard surface of the floor, following her Master out into the moonlit night to whatever he offered in her new life.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 5:16 pm
She seemed to be scared once he broke the bounds away, showing a bit of fear was interesting to him at least. The new collar and leash were a bit of a present and part of tradition when he bought a slave. As this happened he watched her sniffing it and soon following his orders. "Seemingly you know when to follow orders slave." He said as she was following him to the outside.
The moon was continuing to beam within the darkness of his night. He continued to move forward with her and sighed as a soothing blast of wind ran past them. "Tis a glorious night isn't it slave?" He asked her as his foot walked upon the cold pavement of the ground, walking down the street with her as though it was only natural for him. He blinked once before smiling as he turned around.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 12:49 am
‘Tis a glorious night isn't it, slave?
“Yes, Master.” Sanura responded quietly, her eyes moving over the sky, reflecting the stars. The night was cool and clear, a pleasant atmosphere compared to the stuffy din of the slave shop. Her eyes closed, her head tilted back as a cool breeze caressed her skin. It felt good to be outside again, even if it wasn’t her natural habitat from her childhood.
Truth be told, the Forest was no longer natural to her. Sanura had spent too many years as a slave to remember what it was like to be free. She couldn’t fully recall what life had been like all those years ago, living with trees and wild animals. The female Neko couldn’t really see how she could stand living like that anyway. What purpose was there in her life if she didn’t serve a Master?
Sanura’s lids lifted just in time to stop herself from running into her Master as he turned around. Her eyes lowered immediately after a short glimpse of his face. She wondered why he’d ceased his steps and turned to face her.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 1:47 am
He was surprised in the fact that she has at least given him an answer. It showed him she was submissive but at the same time the way she said it quietly came off as shy. As he turned around he eyed her as she soon came to a halt in front of him. Her eyes lowered rather quickly as he caught it for a mere second. Seemingly she knew that if she had not lowered them quick enough she would reap the consequences.
He soon smiled and ran his fingers to her ears, touching them as he rubbed them in a soothing and soft manor. He was a neko to and knew exactly where to rub when the time called for it. "Good job." He told her before turning back around. "Come, let us make haste so we can arrive at the castle." Duran told her as he began to move forward again, his eyes fixated infront of him as he eyed the surrounding area through this.
His neko ears twitched slowly as they picked up sounds of what could be going on within the streets. Seemingly people were indulging themselves within the pleasures of the flesh, twas interesting to hear as they seemed to be risk takers. He soon turned the corner with her and looked up the hill, finally seeing his castle. "Home sweet home." He said before letting out a sigh. "Well, best be going."
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 5:16 pm
Sanura’s eyes closed as his fingers moved to her ears. A soft, nearly inaudible purr emanated from her throat as he caressed them. The female Neko’s head inclined toward him, her head pressing a little more into his hand. When he removed his hand from her she was left with an unsatisfied feeling, greedy for more. No other had ever really known how exactly to put her under their spell like her new Master had just done. Then again, no other who had tried had been of the same species as she was.
Come. Let us make haste so we can arrive at the castle…
She stood there for a moment, as if she hadn’t quite grasped his words. Sanura still craved the same touch she had received moments ago, but a tug on her collar from the leash brought her out of this spell. She began walking once more, quickly, yet gracefully, as she followed him.
As they turned the corner she heard him speak and her eyes drifted to the same area in which his own gaze traveled. High upon a hill sat a castle, large and ominous against the night sky. Though, to Sanura, most solitary, enormous buildings seemed rather ominous, especially the older ones.
Well, best be going…
The slave followed her Master up the steep, large hill toward the castle her emerald eyes wide and always watchful the closer they came to what was thought to be her Master’s home.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2007 8:25 pm
He walked her up the hill, eyeing the debree made upon the ground. The light soon shinned within the sky as they made their way to his place, his hand laying upon the handle as he smiled. "Welcome to your new home slave." He told her as a passing wind passed by them, his fur flowing within the wind as his ears perked up. His nose began to twitch with the wind as he sniffed the air and his tail suddenly perked up.
"Seems we may have a storm coming about, come come slave, time to get you inside and see what you can do." He told her as he soon walked her within his place, closing the door behind him as he soon let out a yawn and scratched his ears. He then moved his hand to her own and began to pet her once more, his hand against her ear and slowly moving up it. It was soft to his touch though she was a bit dirty from being kept within the shop.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2007 4:47 am
Sanura traveled behind him, the wind delicately caressing her skin. It trailed through her hair, lifting it gently behind her. The cool breeze felt good to her, especially after the horrible, stuffy din of the shop. She had hated it there as she hated all slave markets and shops. Slaves were underfed or fed meals that couldn’t even constitute as food. They weren’t bathed properly and there were few windows and the ones there were remained sealed against any fresh air.
Welcome to your new home, slave…
Emerald eyes skimmed over the large castle looming above her. On the outside it was somewhat frightening. Sanura hoped that it would be more comfortable and welcoming on the inside, but she knew better than to hope for any of her wishes to be granted, especially not without a heavy price.
…come, slave. Time to get you inside and see what you can do…
As they stepped inside, her ears lowered as her head inclined slightly in a bowed position. The slave’s eyes moved to the floor respectfully where they would stay unless she was told otherwise. Sanura’s lids closed slowly as his fingers moved to her ears. She savored the feel of his caress, knowing it would not last much longer. She figured her Master loved to make his slaves left craving more.
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Posted: Wed Aug 08, 2007 3:06 pm
As Duran continued to pet her ear he smiled and looked at her body, eyeing it carefully as she was seemingly enjoying herself. It may be mistaken bought he thought he saw her tail swaying from side to side, a sure sign she was enjoying the sign of affection he was giving her. "Seemingly you like this slave now don't ya?" He asked her as his finger moved a bit higher onto her ears, eyeing the tips of them as he rubbed it gentally. "Very nice coloring, going to have to give you a bath in sometime soon." He told her as he soon looked within his grand hall. The spiral stairs leading to the second floor as to the right was his living room.
To the left held his reading room and next to the stairwell the kitchen was. He began to walk her over to the kitchen before he pointed to a spot next to him near the stove. "Stay." He told her as he soon walked over to the fridge and pulled out a steak as well as some onions and vinegar. He soon placed the onions down as he took out a pan and poured a bit of oil upon it, letting it cover the pan before placing the steak upon it. After that he cut up the onions a bit before placing them in the vinegar, letting it maranade for the while. After a few minute of it he heard the steak sizzling and turned it over, allowing the vinegar and onion mix to be placed on the steak.
Within another pot he placed in some heated water and waited for it to come to a boil, placing some rice into it as so the rice can cook. He then turned over the steak once more, watching as the other side absorbed the onions flavor along with the vinegar. Duran soon looked over to the side, eyeing the fridge and opening it up, getting out some lettuce and tomato's before placing it upon a cutting board, slicing it up and watching the steak very carefully as to not have it burnt. The rice pot soon steaming as to show the rice was almost cooked to perfection.
As he noticed this he walks over, removing the pot and placing the rice upon the plate, taking the steak from the pan and placing it upon the same plate, though automatically cutting it in half. He then placed the salad he made next to the rice and added a dab of french sauce upon it, giving it a bit of flavor. He then walked over to his table and sat down, eyeing her before pointing to the fridge. "Get me a dr. pepper from within their and you may get yourself something to drink as well." He told her before eyeing his food again and then her.
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