<strong>Sumara the slaver</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt82/android1966/Decorated%20images/Death_In_the_Harem2_by_Ferres-1.jpg)</div><br/>Sumara allowed herself to be guided to the next merchant's stall. She smiled thinly when she saw that instead of slaves the stall sold ores. So this Nesstran was probably trying to offload his slave out of desperation, a fact that would probably mean she was in a position to drive a hard bargain. The fool clearly had a poor head for business, attempting to import ores to a planet comprising mostly of deserts and mountains. Still what more could be expected from a mere male, they clearly lacked the hormones necessary for astute planning.<br/><br/>The Nesstran was whispering privately to his slave when she entered. The words were meaningless to Sumara, but from the tone she deduced that they were most likely threats of some description. The slave was unfettered and stood smartly when she approached. An encouraging sign after the first Nesstran slave she had inspected. The trader pulled away the slaves belt to reveal his manhood.<br/><br/>The Takrin slave dealer maintained a neutral expression as she surveyed the slave's appendage, though as far as she could judge it's size when erect would be pleasing. It seems that to be so exposed angered the slave, his face creased into a scowl and he struck out with his forearm at his master. The Nesstran trader fell to the ground and an arguement ensued. Addressing Sumara directly, without being given leave to do so, the slave revealed his desperation to find a new owner. This discourse was abruptly terminated when the slave's shock collar was activated, sending him writhing to his knees.<br/><br/>Sumara felt a surge of pleasure and amusement as she watched the insolent wretch convulse and tear at the collar around his neck. Though sorely in need of breaking in, this slave was undoubtably pretty and had shown promise that if taught proper discipline he might be sufficiently tamed.<br/><br/>"An interesting device." Sumara commented to the Nesstran. "Perhaps not as reliable as a whip or rod, but I grant you it leaves the merchandise undamaged."<br/><br/>"I might be in the market for such a device." She said, feigning only casual interest. "The untrained slave is of little value in his present state, I might consider taking him off your hands as part of a package with the collar however."