<span style="font-weight: bold">Name:</span>Karma Alegrac [Car-ma  Al-e-gra-k]<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Age:</span>23<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Gender:</span>Female<br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Appearance:</span>Karma stand about about 5'8'', with fiery red hair reaching all the way to her breasts. Her bangs reach down to her crystalline blue eyes, depending on how she wears it that day. Wrapped around her fair neck line is a old tooth of some creature, with metal wrapping around the top with three ruby red gems sitting in the metal, attached to a leather string with is always around her neck. Further down, her chest is complimented with large 'C' cupped breasts which compliments her nice firm tummy, which show faint four bulges.(a four ab pack). Her long sleek legs complete the package of which is her.<br/><div style="margin:20px; margin-top:5px"><div class="quotetitle"><input class="button2 btnlite" onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = '';      this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Hide'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerText = ''; this.value = 'Show'; }" style="text-align:center;width:100px;margin:0px;padding:0px;" type="button" value="Show"/></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;"><a class="postlink" href="http://www.scenicreflections.com/ithumbs/susan_coffey_wallpaper_1280x800__Wallpaper_JxHy.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://jootix.com/upload/DesktopWallpapers/thumbs/Model-Susan-Coffey-susan-coffey-model-red-hair-insuh-yoon_big.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://www.sideshowsito.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/susan_coffey_sito_alvina_phoenix_.jpg">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Past:</span>Will be revealed.<br/><br/><br/>Pain. Excruciating pain emitted from her shoulders, her wrists, her back, her legs, and even the conjunction between her legs was raw, all moisture gone for days. She was a slave alright and the men around here thought Karma was nothing more then a little bitch. Despite all the beatings, rape and unnameable, she still managed to be unbroken and have the free spirit of a wild stallion. Of course if she wasn't feeling pain what could she feel? There was no happiness in a hell hole such as this. No peace or joy. Not even silence for that was filled with the screams of other slaves trying to keep their honor and pride.<br/><br/>Karma wasn't born into slavery. She grew up on a farm, her father taught her to be the strong woman she still was today. But bad things happen to the land they were living on and their whole family got dragged into this dirty business. Her little sisters sold to wealthy land owners as well as her mother. Her father eventually died of exhaustion and from being flogged to many times in a row. She wondered how any one could honestly expect a man to continue his work after being flogged fifteen maybe twenty times in a row?! It was beyond her. All she knew was that she needed to continue to fight for her freedom and maybe one day she could show those low life scum how it feels to be flogged to death. Karma always got a nasty little sneer on her face when she thought about killing her captors and pain bringers.<br/><br/>Again she began to pull at the manical's that held her wrists, the skin around them already raw from her tearing the skin back with the iron clad cuffs. She hated being a prisoner, and she'd rather die then to give up fighting. She tugged once more and almost felt the bones in her thumb give way when she heard a guard whisper her name.<br/><br/>"Yes, Slave 98703 is being shipped out. We have no use for the slave here and it's been bought out to the highest bidder. It's escort shall be here momentarily." said one of the guards who often visited her cell on almost a nightly ritual.<br/><br/>A snarl welled up in her throat as she heard them referring to her as 'it'. Like she wasn't a human being, they talked about all their slaves like this. Took away their humanity, made them into no body's. They so much as stripped them of their names, instead gave them a series of numbers as their 'name'. Like they were numbered cattle.<br/><br/>"I have a name you gutted yellow belly swallow!" She yelled. "And it's not that ridiculous set of numbers you just rattled off you twit!" she finished, her throat a little raw from not being granted any water. She was surprised she hadn't died of starvation or dehydration yet.<br/><br/>A club flew against her cage rather hard, making a loud rattling sound and it made her wince. The hit made the whole cell vibrate and it shook her to the core. "You better shut your trap before I come and shove something down deep into it wench!" said the man from before. A sickening grin on his face and obsidian orbs that glowered of the evil that he could muster.<br/><br/>She stalked along the cage like a cat as far as her manacles would let her go, and she let a rumble echo from her throat. She could then hear the screams of a man being tortured or the beginnings of one and she cringed. She hated the sound of a man being broken. It was pathetic and brought her pain. A tear welled up in her eyes as she thought of her father then was brought out of her trance just as fast for she heard the footsteps and voice of an outsider. Possibly a new slave driver perhaps?<br/><br/>Quickly she made her way over to the corner of her cage but couldn't go to far for her manacle again restrained her. "UGH! Damn these things!" She muttered to herself as they again chaffed against her raw skin. Her crystalline blue orbs looked around trying to find the source of the new voice. She spotted him. Handsome in the face but had an odd demeanor about the way he held himself. Even the way he walked. It was superior and his gaze, all the more hard, chilling.<br/><br/>She shy-ed away from the edges of her cage and width drew back into the dark corner. She knew they were coming for her, and didn't want to make these easy for them. She wanted him to realize she was going to be trouble and wouldn't stop with out a fight. What ever his reasoning for 'purchasing' her, unless he was just an errand boy. "Ugh, just what I need." she muttered to herself examining her dirtied red hair.<br/><br/>Soon light from a torch lit the inside of her cage and she glared at the two men at it's entrance. "Go away." She said coolly. Then rose to her full height, presenting herself like a challenge. "I am no ones property to just..buy and sell!" She demanded her hands balling up into fists at her side. She awaited for the beating that was sure to come from her out burst that most slaves received, especially Karma.