<div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">MILLENNIUM SLAVE LAW - MONACO - SLAVES II</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Kumiko Sakamoto</span></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://sportnomics.com/wp-content/fancygallery/olivia-munn/olivia-munn/1329599834_olivia_munn_23.jpg)<br/>(http://skirtday.files.wordpress.com/2012/03/olivia-munn1.jpg)<br/>(http://www.hollywoodnewslink.com/wp-content/uploads/massupload/297503Olivia_Munn_004.jpg)<br/>(http://media.g4tv.com/images/blog/2007/05/25/633156860667844093.jpg)<br/>(http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/1/18863/1147866-olivia_munn_11_super.jpg)<br/></div><strong>Player:</strong>HELVORN<br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Status (Free/Slave):</strong>Slave<br/><strong>List other characters yours knows:</strong><br/><strong>1.</strong><br/><strong>2.</strong><br/><strong>3.</strong><br/><strong>4.</strong><br/><strong>If slave, state owner:</strong>Darius Fair<br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Canadian, of French and Japanese descent<br/><strong>Vital Statistics:</strong>height - 163 cm / 5ft 4in, weight - 49.9 kg / 110 lbs, 34C-25-35, black, brown eyes<br/><br/><strong>Background and Personality Notes:</strong><br/><br/><br/>Kumiko’s life seemed fated for tragedy even from its beginning. Her mother died giving birth to Kumiko, and she had been much loved by Kumiko’s father, who always resented Kumiko for taking his beloved wife away. As a result, Kumiko was born into a home with no love for her, and while she desperately craved for love and affection from her father, she never found any. He had her raised by nursemaids and<em>au pair</em>s until she was old enough to go to boarding school, and then sent her off.<br/><br/>But despite this ignoble beginning, Kumiko was always buoyed along by her boundless optimism. The boarding school gave her a chance to unleash her true cheerful, extroverted character. She was bright, but never a top-scoring student. However, she became quite active and successful in her extra-curricular activities, exhibiting many talents. She demonstrated great aptitudes in martial arts, gymnastics, dance and acting, and vigorously pursued hobbies in sewing and craft work in various mediums, even including metal working and lapidary. She rounded out her time playing video games, watching cartoons, reading comic books, and writing stories.<br/><br/>Her father was a canny businessman, and recognized that her beauty and personality made her valuable, but her extra-curricular activities might enable him to fetch quite a price with her. had her continue activities that developed her strengths.  He immediately enrolled her in a slave-ed program when she was of age, but he made sure that her hobbies were nurtured as well.<br/><br/>Kumiko’s earliest memories of love and warmth were from women servants – employees of her father, such as nursemaids and<em>au pair</em>s – and she was a natural submissive and eager to please, so she was quite keen on a life of slavery. She also desperately craved the one thing she had never had growing up – love and approval from a father figure; a master seemed to be the best way to get it. She threw herself into her slave-ed studies, determined to be the best slave she could be, if only so that someone would want and love her.<br/><br/>On her 18th birthday her father registered and enslaved her. Kumiko accepted the slave collar with some trepidation, but mostly great joy. To her father’s great delight, she sold to a family that had been growing an empire of hotels throughout the world for over a century. Kumiko was nervous, but thrilled, as she knelt and bowed before her first master, proclaiming her loyalty and obedience to him. In her heart, she swore she would love and worship him, and she would be such a good and perfect slave, he would love and care for her in return. But, alas, it was not to be.<br/><br/>The man who purchased her failed to realize her physical gifts, her skills and her high motivation to satisfy her master. He barely interacted with her, instead keeping her in a dank cage in a dungeon. The only time he even bothered to visit her was when he had an urge to beat her, rape her, or visit some other degradation or humiliation upon her. At first, Kumiko desperately tried to please her master – she had nothing to hold on to but a desperate belief that if she could just show him how much she was willing to please him, he might come to love her. But between the beatings and degradations, as she sat alone in her cage in the dark, filthy and in pain, starving, sometimes sweltering in the heat, sometimes shivering in the cold, even her sparkling personality, her bright wit and her shining hope started to fade.<br/><br/>Had it been anyone else, they might been lost. But Kumiko found escape in fantasy. Most days she lay in the dark, curled up, murmuring stories to herself – stories from the games, cartoons and comic books she had loved so much. She would look at the patterns formed in the semen, blood another fluids on the floor around her, and find inspiration for vivid and uplifting tales; when it was cold enough, she would exhale and find shapes in the clouds that formed from her breath. They were always stories of a damsel in distress being rescued by a handsome, wonderful knight in shining armour. They kept her sane, even as she waited to die.<br/><br/>One day, a different set of footsteps approached and unlocked the bars she was behind. A shadow loomed over her. Kumiko didn’t even bother to look. She simply waited to be grasped and hurt.<br/><br/><strong>“Kumiko?”</strong>It was a name she had not heard in years. He squatted down and took her hand. She turned her head slowly to look at him, thinking that she was dead now, and he was her angel.<strong>“Kumiko. My name is Darius. You belong to me now.”</strong>She was weak, starved, frail – a mere husk of what she had been when she had graduated slave-ed; a pale shadow of the happy, loving girl she had once been. Her hair was straggly, her eyes were dim. He picked her up gently, and she hung limply, almost lifeless in his arms.<strong>“I’m taking you away from this place, Kumiko. You don’t have to stay here any more.”</strong>Though she believed he was her angel of death, he was so kind and gentle, she loved him immediately, and wanted to go with him, even if that meant she was going to hell. She didn’t want to die, but she no longer wanted to live; there was only one thing left for her to take care of before she left this world. She swallowed painfully, and said through dry and cracked lips, in a voice that was little more than a hoarse whisper: “Can I finish my story first?”<br/><br/>He wasn’t her angel of death, though it was over a week in a hospital bed on fluids before she was able to believe that. He was her new master. He nursed her back to health, but even as the colour returned to her cheeks and hair, and the shine returned to her eyes, Kumiko wondered if she could ever find the joy and hope she had had before her ordeal, or if her flower had been spoiled forever. As she had before, she swore loyalty and obedience to her new master, but this time she wondered if she really meant it.<br/><br/>Slowly, though, he drew her out of her shell. He was firm, but oh so very kind, and very patient with her timidity and fear. He shared the things he loved with her, and to her surprise and delight, they were much the same as the things she had once loved, before the time of darkness.<br/><br/>And then, one night, after she had finished pleasuring him, he smiled warmly, and thanked her, telling her that he was so glad he had found her. Her heart burst, and she sobbed for hours clinging to him, while he held her, soothing her. She opened her heart and told him all she felt, all she feared. She gave him everything of her, every dream she had ever had, every fear, everything. And he listened, and he shared with her, too. They talked, and hugged, and cried and loved for hours.<br/><br/>That night, her broken heart healed. When she looked at him the next morning, called him Master, and told him she loved him, her eyes shone like they hadn’t shined in years; her smile was real, and her words were straight from the heart. She pledged herself to her master, for real this time, and swore to serve and love him for the rest of her life. It was as if the last two years of her life had simply been erased – though, of course, she would bear the scars on her soul for the rest of her life. Everything was beautiful, wonderful, and full of hope again.<br/><br/>Despite occasional relapses, Kumiko’s life has become happy and pleasant. She dotes on her Master, worshipping him, doing everything in her power to please him. She is, perhaps, a little more needy and clingy than Darius might like, and prone to being overly demanding of his attention or affection when his mind is on other things. But the pair share a deep and loving relationship, and while it may occasionally not quite meet the proper standards of a Master/slave relationship when they are behind closed doors, she adores him, and spending him with him, sharing his interests.<br/><br/><strong>Avatars:</strong><br/><br/>(http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-0.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-1.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-2.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-3.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-4.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-5.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-6.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-7.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-8.jpg) (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a30/Saria_Mithril/Roleplay/Millenium%20Slave%20Law/Kumiko/avatar-9.jpg)<br/><br/><div align="center">=======================================================</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Annalie Rachel Lisson</span></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/lola_lynn_s1-024.jpg)</div><br/>Extra: one  (http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/lola_lynn_s1-033.jpg)two  (http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/lola_lynn_s1-094.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Player:</strong>HELVORN<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Status (Free/Slave):</strong>Slave<br/><strong>List other characters yours knows:</strong><br/><strong>1.</strong>Marie-Claire Lisson - Daughter<br/><strong>2.</strong><br/><strong>3.</strong><br/><strong>If slave, state owner:</strong>Marie-Claire Lisson<br/><strong>Age:</strong>38<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>French<br/><strong>Physical attributes:</strong>height - 5 ft 2 ins / 157 cm, weight 120 lb / 54.4 kg, dark brown hair, blue eyes, 40-30-35<br/><strong>Background and Personality Notes:</strong>Annalie was the wife of Roland Lisson a prosperous investment banker.  They married young, right out of secondary school and she had her only daughter, Marie-Claire when she was only 20.  The marriage was fairly tepid as Roland worked long hours and Annalie was focused on spoiling her only daughter and servicing a long string of lovers.  She was rudely enslaved when the new laws were enacted as her husband explained it was for her own good.  The change from Free to Slave did not affect her standard of living as she continued to provide a good home for her husband and host his friends and colleagues for parties but it did curtail her extra marital affairs.<br/><br/>Her husband had always liked a full figured woman and encouraged her to stay plump and full bodied rather than chase the eternal slender ideal.  He did put her through significant breast enhancement procedures such that her breasts and body are firm for a 38 year old woman while her nipples are long and extremely sensitive.  Her nipples are especially large and tender due to extensive sessions with the vacuum enhancement and nipple enhancement equipment.  Annalie found these sessions to be especially arousing and as her husband turned away from her she sought sexual relief in the equipment.<br/><br/>Now that her daughter has turned 18 her husband plans to surprise both of them and give her to Marie-Claire as her own slave.<br/><br/>She has a tattoo of a dolphin on her right upper arm, a stylized sun wheel on her left calf and a rose and butterfly tramp stamp on her lower back.  Her belly button is pierced and she usually wears a flower pin in that position.<br/><br/><strong>Avatars:</strong><br/><br/>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/AnnalieLisson_Avatar01.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/AnnalieLisson_Avatar02.jpg)<br/><br/><div align="center">=======================================================</div><br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Nonami Kitigani</span></span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z322/Apprentice_Soul/females/Sugihara%20Anri/Anri-Sugihara-1017.jpg)</div><br/>Extra: one  (http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z322/Apprentice_Soul/females/Sugihara%20Anri/Anri-Sugihara-1013.jpg)two  (http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z322/Apprentice_Soul/females/Sugihara%20Anri/Anri-Sugihara-1015.jpg)three  (http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z322/Apprentice_Soul/females/Sugihara%20Anri/Anri-Sugihara-1019.jpg)four  (http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z322/Apprentice_Soul/females/Sugihara%20Anri/Anri-Sugihara-1016.jpg)<br/><br/><strong>Player:</strong>MCSC<br/><br/><strong>Gender:</strong>Female<br/><strong>Status (Free/Slave):</strong>Slave<br/><strong>List other characters yours knows:</strong><br/><strong>1.</strong><br/><strong>2.</strong><br/><strong>3.</strong><br/><strong>If slave, state owner:</strong><br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>Japanese<br/><strong>Physical attributes:</strong>Height: 5ft 2in / 157cm, Weight: 105lbs / 47kg, Hair Brown, Eyes Brown, 36D-23-32<br/><strong>Background and Personality Notes:</strong>Nonami is the only child of Yoshimazu and Tokuko Kitigani, a loving Japanese couple who strongly opposed the passage of the compulsory female slavery act their homeland. The Kitigani's outspoken opposition to the new laws left them somewhat isolated and alienated from friends relatives and neighbors, especially in a country where conformity is a valued trait among one's associations. Being in the minority the Kitigani's found their efforts to stop the spread of compulsory female slavery to their country futile and once legislature was signed they like any others who had attempted to stop legislation were forced to live under the new regime.<br/><br/>The Kitigani's were fairly poor compared to the average Japanese, they could provide for their family of three's basic needs, but found the taxation of freewomen would be much more expensive. After much Discussion Tokuko was able to convince Yoshimazu to, reluctantly, register her as his slave, this way the money saved from paying Tokuko's freewoman tax could instead be used to ensure their daughter Nonami would never be a slave to a strange man.<br/><br/>Nearly a teen when Japan joined the compulsory female slavery club, Nonami was able to observe and recognize the differences to society from before and after the passage of the new laws. She may have been too young to be enslaved herself and her parents may have scrounged and saved the money to send Nonami to a special school instead of one of the new 'slave-ed' public school institutions for females, but there was no hiding the obvious changes to society from Nonami. The contrast between public life, where women were regarded as property and servants, and home life, where Nonami's father treated her mother with the respect of an equal despite Tokuko's collar, was very clear to Nonami. As Nonami questioned this her parents made certain to imbue a strong belief against slavery and especially compulsory female subjugation within her. Nonami grew up believing in female independence and could be called a feminist in a day where there were none.<br/><br/>On her eighteenth birthday Nonami and her father went to the BFA office to ensure her freewoman status was secure. The procedure was somewhat humiliating for her and she felt it wrong that women should be forced to protect their rights this way, but she put up with the demands of the modern worlds oppressive regime. With her private school education Nonami was able to attend a college, though it was a community college and not a university, as few females if any were admitted to university these days. Nonami also got a part time job which allowed her to save up some money as well as pay the taxation on freewomen.<br/><br/>Nonami spent two years in school and achieved a bachelors degree, though recognition for females who receive degrees is less grand than recognition for males. As she began her third year of schooling Nonami's parents came fell across some financial troubles, Yoshimazu, her father, lost his job and her mother's job wasn't enough to pay the bills. As the year progressed Nonami's father found it a challenging find a new job and the debts began mounting. Nonami began to feel concerned her father may have to sell her mother to pay the bills, Nonami decided to offer her parents the money to pay their debts. Her parents were reluctant and at first turned her down, but she managed to convince them by lying about how much money she had, they believed her having always taught her to be a shrewd and thrifty spender. The truth was however she spent the money she was saving for her yearly freewoman tax to ensure her parents wouldn't be separated by the need to pay their debts. Nonami hoped the BFA wouldn't notice right away that she was late for her payment but she had no such luck, the very day after her due date, before she had the opportunity to leave her apartment in the morning officers of the BFA were at her door taking her into government possession to take her away for slave training.<br/><br/>Nonami was raised by her parents who strongly disapproved of the moderns worlds compulsory female slavery laws. Despite their disapproval however, Nonami's mother was registered as her husbands property in the hopes that the money the couple saved on Nonami's mother's freewoman taxation could be used to ensure Nonami remained a freewoman instead. Nonami was nearly in her teens when Japan boarded the compulsory female slavery boat, she remembers clearly the changes to society in the weeks and months following the passage of legislature. At home life may as well have been same since Nonami's parents had always been a loving couple, the only real difference after the laws passage was that Nonami's mother wore a slave's collar now. Though things were the same at home it couldn't be hidden from Nonami the way her mother was regarded differently by others, especially men, in public. Like everyone else Nonami was forced to adapt to the new society and get along with the changes, Nonami's parents still taught her all that had happened was wrong however and Nonami was imbued with a strong distaste towards the compulsory enslavement of womankind. Since being enslaved herself however Nonami has learned to sublimate her feelings against slavery and conform to the standards of subservience the BFA expects of her. Nonami serves, obeys and smiles for men as their servant, but inside she harbors a deep resentment towards slavery.<br/><br/><strong>Avatars:</strong><br/><br/>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NonamiKitigani_Avatar03.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NonamiKitigani_Avatar02.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/NonamiKitigani_Avatar01.jpg)<br/><br/><div align="center">=======================================================</div>