Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)
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				Title: <strong>Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 07:52:01</strong>
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				Arius looked out at the crowd who had gathered in the auction house. The crowd was filled with various species, canines, felines, equines and even humans. They might have all been different species but they all had two things he didn't money and freedom. He still couldn't believe it; just a few days ago he had been free. Sure, he might have lived on the streets but, at least he had been free. Now, he stood here in front of all these people, a slave. He was absolutely terrified.&nbsp; He had heard horror stories about what happened to the people who lived on the street and got caught; people who were whipped and beaten just for looking at their masters the wrong way and starved for the slightest transgression. He desperately hoped that those stories were just exaggerations but he couldn't help but be terrified at the thought that those stories might be true.<br><br>The auctioneer made some kind of movement Arius didn't see and the man, who held the chain that was wrapped around his neck, began to walk toward the auction block. The man yanked the chain hard causing Arius to stumble and nearly fall as he was led up the auction block. As he recovered and righted himself the auctioneer began to speak to the crowd. “Now, here we have one of our best pieces of the auction, a young 18 year old male silver-furred fox. This young fox is in superb condition, he’s lithe and while he may be slightly underfed he’s in otherwise perfect condition. He has yet to be scarred by the whip or touched by the pleasures of the flesh. He has only recently been picked up off the streets and has yet to receive any kind of training. This makes him a blank slate who can be trained anyway you wish. Now then who wishes to start the bidding?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 04:32:51</strong>
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				A murmur ran through the crowd. For a moment it looked like a couple people were about to raise their hands to start the bidding, but a quick word whispered into their ears stopped them. As the auctioneer started to look around anxiously, one hand lifted into the air. A human hand, wearing a black, leather, fingerless glove. And attached to a slim, pale young girl with black hair and bright red-highlights. She wore a tight shirt under a large leather jacket, jeans, and what can only be described as a utility belt. Slowly, in twos and threes, heads turn towards her, animal and human alike. Many of them had a confused look, most of them just curious. Only a few had an almost reverent look.<br><br>"15,000." The young woman says, her voice carrying across the room, over the dull roar, despite it being an altogether <em>quiet</em> voice.<br><br>The auctioneer took a moment before shaking his head, and carrying on, asking for a raising bid. Of course, the price the woman put down was a pretty high number already, particularly with the economy as it is now, after the Fall. It wasn't outrageous, but that much for an untrained slave...and a fox no less. You never knew what you were getting, with foxes. No, a starting bid these days for a slave like him...even as promising as he seemed to be, a good starting pid was closer to 5,000...<br><br>There were no other bids. It could hardly be called an auction.<br><br>"Sold. For 15,000; Van Dewell."<br><br>The man yanked the chain again, pulling at the silver fox, as the woman seemed to disappear again, coming back out closer to the claim area. She had no intention of staying to the end, after all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>06-04-2013, 05:35:07</strong>
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				Arius let out a soft whimper as the man yanked the chain again&nbsp; and stumbled once more as he was led from the auction block to the claim area, another slave already being taken up to the auction block in preparation for the next sale.&nbsp; 15,000, he thought as he shook his head in disbelief. He couldn’t imagine why someone would want to spend that much money on him. He hadn’t gotten a good look at the person who purchased him up on the auction block; the only thing he had really been able to tell was that she was female and had black and red hair.<br><br>After walking for a short while he reached the claim area after several more hard yanks from an impatient and rather sadistic guard. He finally got a good look at the girl who purchased him, once he and the guard reached the area. The girl was quite beautiful, he noticed before averting his eyes and hunching over slightly, a habit he had developed on the street when dealing with those who had the capacity to harm him. He hadn't been the biggest or the strongest person on the streets and he didn't have any connections with any of the gangs who lived there so he had to make himself as small and ignorable as possible and hope that those who were bigger than him would leave him alone. It didn't always work but he was quick on his feet and he never let anyone get close to grab him so he had been able to avoid any serious incidents despite there being a few close calls.<br><br>With a final yank of the chain, the guard pulled the young fox to a stop before his new owner. “Here you go, Miss Dewell.” The guard said as he handed over the chain to Van. “Once you hand me the money and required paperwork you’re free to take your new purchase home.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 06:26:21</strong>
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				"Van Dewell." She corrects, almost automatically, as she takes the chain, "And as usual, Lance will be taking care of the paperwork." Oh, right...there's not much...usual, here. They don't know Lance. "Not that any of this is terribly legal, mind you. Shouldn't see why paperwork should make it any more so. But I've got more important things to do than tearing down a corrupt system. Lance also has your money." From behind her steps a diminutive little man with spectacles the size of his head. He eyes the guard and then promptly sidles around him, finding the money keeper and setting the money down on the table, making a curt gesture for the papers. Once Jen is certain that Lance is doing his end she nods and starts to walk off, the chain held loosely in her hand. <br><br>"Come on then, fox, I've still got a long evening ahead of me. I'm afraid I haven't got much of a staff, so you'll be answering directly to me, understood."<br><br>She supposed he was fresh, not born to the lifestyle, still she knew that it was unusual for a slave to answer directly to the master. There were typically man servants and lady servants and butlers and the whole like...well in a home like hers anyway. But she hadn't been to her home in a long time, and her house staff had moved on to find jobs they could actually work. The only person she had left was Lance and...well, even in her years of self-imposed exile he'd never been far, if she needed him. It was good to have your own pseudo-lawyer.<br><br>"Have you got a name, fox?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 07:13:00</strong>
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				Arius followed his new mistress meekly and without protest, still avoiding looking directly at her. He was surprised that this girl seemed to take such a direct interest in him. He had expected to find some kind of servant or steward here waiting to pick him up, not his new owner. “Yes Mistress, I understand and my name is Arius.” The fox said keeping his voice soft and quiet to avoid doing anything that could potentially anger her. He didn't know how quick she would be to anger or how she expected him to behave and that made her a dangerous unknown quantity so he fell back to acting as quiet and respectful as possible. It was he had learned one of the best ways to avoid pain.<br><br>Life on the streets had been hard and he’d always done whatever he could to avoid both pain and any slave hunters looking for a quick paycheck.&nbsp; He had failed at the latter but he had always done well with the first part, running and hiding whenever he had to. It had required certain sacrifices mainly he’d had to sacrifice companionship on the streets friends and relationships led to nothing but trouble.&nbsp; Arius had always worked hard to avoid slave hunters for one big reason he’d heard certain stories about sadistic masters and the thought of the things that they did to their slaves made him shiver and it made him worry. Slaves didn't have any rights and the one who purchased them could do whatever they wished to their slave without repercussions. In the eyes of the law slaves had given up any rights they may have had when they refused to become productive members of society whether the slave in question had ever been given a chance for a proper life or not.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>25-05-2014, 11:36:09</strong>
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				Jen smiles grimly. "Very well Arius. I'm Jen. You may continue to address me as mistress, since I suppose there must be a line between owner and slave..."<br>She continues to talk as she leads him out of the halls and towards her waiting cart. She mounts the cart swiftly, with practiced ease, and nods, "Come on up. While we wait for Lance We'll go over your duties. I think you'll find it much easier than some other tasks you could've been bound for in that place. I have inherited my parents estate, which comes with a rather...large homestead. There's a few people who come by and take care of the grounds, so you needn't worry about that, but what I'll need is someone to keep clean the open rooms in the house itself. Dusting, scrubbing, whatever needs to be done, perhaps even opening up some of the less-used room and making sure they air out. There is one room you will not be permitted to enter, and I'll let you know which one that is tonight. You'll also be responsible for taking care of the house while I'm out. It's often, but then again I've plans to stay home for a period this time, so we'll go over what that entails when the time comes for it..." <br><br>She pauses, and glances over at him. She's looped the chain around her wrist, but she's showing a surprising amount of trust in him, particularly if she's think he'll take care of the house without her even there. <br>"Are you getting all of this? Furthermore...how's your cooking skills? I'd hate to have to find a cook if I can help it..."
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				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>25-05-2014, 17:45:22</strong>
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				Arius nods and follows Jen without a struggle. There was no point to trying to escape now, not in a busy place like this where someone else could easily grab him and return him or take him for themselves. It was better just to wait and hope for a better chance to come. He stands by the cart waiting for permission enter, when he does he climbs in and moves to the opposite side of the cart with as much distance between the two as possible. It isn’t personal it’s just a habit he picked up to give him plenty of space to run or find a place to hide should something it happen. It had helped him in the past and helped him to avoid many of the worst things that came had come with living on the streets.<br><br>As his new mistress goes on to discuss his responsibilities, he listens carefully, not wanting to give her an excuse to punish him. He’s surprised on how light the workload seems like it’s going to be and that she is planning to leave him alone on her estate. It might prove to be his chance to escape later. He would just have to wait and see. “I understand, Mistress. My role is for lack of a better term, that of a maid. Keeping the house clean and in order while you’re away except for a certain room. As for my cooking skills, I can cook the basics fairly well and I can follow a recipe without burning the food or serving it raw but, I’m no chef. If you want anything fancy or five star restaurant food you’ll need to hire someone.” The fox answers honestly. He’d considered lying to ensure that he was alone in the house when Jen was gone but it would be too easy to prove that he was lying and it wasn’t worth the risk of punishment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 04:46:43</strong>
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				As Lance walks out of the hall with a thick packet of papers, Jen considers this, twisting the chain around her hand idly. "Well, that's fair enough. Perhaps we can teach each other, what little we know."<br>She leans back and studies him quite intently now, as Lance climbs into the cart and sets it to moving. She looks as though she is truly taking in the sight of her property for the first time. And for the first time 'property' is what comes to mind when she eyes him. She tugs at the chain, "Come, stand here." She says, nevermind the moving cart, or the openness of it. <br><br>She waits until he has done as instructed, and fixes him with a cold gaze. "I know you're new, to this. Unlike many of the slaves in there you weren't born to this life. To be honest, that's one of the things that...attracted me to you. You've the look of the streets about you. And if you survive long enough, I can make use of that."<br><br>She licks her lips, running her hand over his body. Legs, chest, arms, testing the feel of him. "Even in the streets, I'm sure the name of the Ebon Voice has reached you. Should you ever try to escape, you won't make it far. Ebon Voice is a personal acquaintance, and I won't mind throwing a little money toward her exorbitant rates to make sure my investment is brought back to me...dead or alive, if you'll pardon the cliche. Never forget that you <em>do</em> belong to me, regardless of how kind or lenient you may find me to be."
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				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 06:35:56</strong>
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				Arius nods his head and keeps his eye on the chain in Jen’s hand as she accepts his answer.&nbsp; Turning his head, he looks outside and watches as the city goes by. He had never been in a carriage before, so he found the view fascinating. Although, he continued to keep one eye on Jen. He didn’t want to be surprised by some sudden movement. He didn’t get the time to enjoy the sight as his new mistress calls for him again. He returns his gaze to her and does as she asks, standing in front of her to let her examine him more closely.&nbsp; His body is tense as she runs her hands through his soft fur and over his slim and slightly malnourished form, ready to move at any sign of danger in order to avoid harm or pain. He dislikes being looked over like a piece of meat but it’s better than risking Jen’s wrath.<br><br>He thinks he’s ready for just about anything she could say next or threaten him to stay but he is wrong. Jen’s mentioning of the Ebon Voice catches him completely by surprise. His eyes widen in surprise and he looks at her in shock. He has indeed heard of her. She’s an incredibly skilled assassin who can only be hired for piles of money and she never lost a target. Or at least that’s what all the rumors about her has head, had said. The idea of having her chase after him is terrifying.&nbsp; If his mistress did indeed have ties to the Ebon Voice than escape really is out of the question.&nbsp; There is a slim chance that he could escape or that Jen is bluffing but everything is stacked against him and he would have to be stupid to try. He isn’t stupid.<br><br>Being a fox meant he would never have been the biggest or the meanest guy on the streets. That had left him to options attach himself to some gang or strong person and be their consort, servant, or whatever else they wanted in exchange for protection or rely on his wits and his instincts. Right now they are telling him it is a really a bad idea to run and that Jen is not someone to trifle with. “Understood, no escape attempts, Mistress.” His eyes find their way over to the scenery again as they exit the area he is familiar with before returning to hers. “If I may ask a question. Where is your estate?”
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				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 06:55:35</strong>
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				Sighs softly, and shakes her head. "To skinny, even for a fox. Never had anyone look out for you, did you?" Her demeanor has, once again, switched back to that of the sympathetic lass. She reaches up, (by running her hands up his chest, through the soft fur, this she cannot help, as it is almost irresistible to touch, and after all, he belongs to her) and releases the chain from the collar.<br><br>"We'll get you a proper collar soon. One that glimmers...one that doesn't come off so easily. It's not necessary, but I like my property to have a little shiny." She says, now clearly ignoring his question. Though whether it is because she simply didn't care to answer, or didn't care to be asked a question out of turn, was anyone's guess. "You may sit. But you needn't sit so far. So long as you behave, I don't bite. Now, do you care to have clothes, or do you prefer the natural state?"<br>This she asks as she plucks up the papers that Lance had handed back to her, giving them a cursory glance.<br><br>She looks at him as though she knows more than some hoity-toity aristocrat should. About the streets, and surviving on them. About the animal people who are so often segregated from the humans. One might wonder what it was that she did...particularly if they knew of how the daughter of the Van Dewell's had vanished years ago, and hadn't been seen since. Until, apparently, this night.
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				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 08:53:19</strong>
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				Arius remains still as he feels Jen hands move up his chest, however he isn’t able to stop the small flinch that occurs once she reaches his neck. He lets out a soft sigh of relief as she removes the leash from the collar a moment later, it made it slightly more comfortable. Reaching up he fidgets with it for a moment, not trying to remove it, just trying to adjust its position slightly so it wasn’t rubbing up against his neck too much. The rough treatment from the auctioneer and staff members of the auction house staff earlier has caused the skin directly beneath the collar to chafe.<br><br>As she goes on to talk about getting him a new collar, he doesn’t try to convince her to answer his question, he didn’t want to push his luck. He doesn’t answer her first question either. The answer is rather obvious and he’d rather not talk about his past unless she ordered him to or it was necessary for some reason. As he’s given permission to sit a moment later he does and taking the hint he sits a few inches closer although it’s not too much of an improvement. It was going to take time for him to get used to his new mistress. <br><br>“I’d prefer clothes, if that’s alright.” He answers unaware of the peculiar circumstances that surrounded his new owner. He does feel however that there is something more to her than he’d seen so far. He knew that some others of his kind prefer to go in nothing but their fur and that in the end it was her call but it always made him feel vulnerable. 
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				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>26-05-2014, 22:50:47</strong>
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				Jen tilts her head to the side, with a small smile and a lifted eyebrow. "Really? That's fairly unique. Very well, we'll get your measurements tonight, and I'll send Lance out for some clothes tomorrow. Tonight we'll get you cleaned up, and settled into your room. I'll be sleeping close to me, in case I need you during the night."<br><br>By this time they had been traveling for several moments. Not only had they passed outside of the region that Arius was comfortable with, they've also passed outside of the city itself, and are well into the countryside. After a point, Jen nods her head toward the window. "That's mine." She says, indicating the mansion they are coming up on. "Take it in, it's the last time you'll see it from this distance...perhaps ever." She speaks about the house, not with a fondness, or with a familiarity, but with almost a taste of disdain, but lapses into silence for a period as they approach the house. She herself isn't looking at the house...she's looking at Arius, with the same intent gaze she'd been using all along.<br><br>Finally as they drive through the gate, she breaks the silence. "Are you a virgin, Arius?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 01:07:07</strong>
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				Arius stares out the window intently as they leave the city. He is unable to hide his interest in the scenery. The country side is so different than any place he had been before.&nbsp; It looks strange to him who had been surrounded by rubber, concrete, and steel his entire life. The trees, grass, and plants providing a colorful landscape when compared to his usual dreary surroundings. His tail slowly swishes back and forth betraying his obvious fascination with the change in location.&nbsp; As his new mistress points out the mansion, which will likely be his home for the rest of his life unless she decides to sell him, he realizes just how much work he will actually have to do. Keeping such a large home clean is going to be a lot of work. He wonders for a moment if he would ever step off the property again and it depresses him a little as he’s reminded of the freedom he has lost.<br><br>Returning his attention to Jen as they arrive and enter through the gates he turns to look at her. The moment she breaks the silence with her question his eyes widen in shock. That hadn’t been a question he had been expecting. “Y-yes, I am.” His surprise evident in his slight stutter. “I never had time to really look for anyone and the staff of the auction house thought it might improve my price so they left me alone.” It’s also the same reason they had avoided any punishment that might cause scars. There whole strategy with him had been a slave who was untouched. “Why do you ask?” He asks but he could guess why. There is usually only one reason to ask a slave that question, it typically means that an owner is thinking about taking it.
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				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 04:15:36</strong>
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				Jen briefly considers it's odd that wasn't mentioned, then realizes...<em>untouched by pleasures of the flesh</em> of course, she'd just forgotten that bit, hadn't she...She shakes her head, clearing the absent-mindedness. It's as though just being back here has messed with her senses. She sighs instead, standing as the carriage comes to a halt, opening the door herself. "You have the look of one, you flinch when I touch you, and I'm nosy. The kind of person who likes to know the strengths and weaknesses of others." She turns back, holding the door open. "Come on. I'll show you to your new home."<br><br>The mansion is indeed towering. The outside is classic Greco-Roman deco, all pillars and statues, bringing to mind pagan gods, and wars and politics. The front door is decorated with winter seasonal decorations, wreaths and holly, though it is by now well into the summer. In fact, the closer they get to the place, the clearer it becomes that is has been vacant for at least a year.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>27-05-2014, 05:42:09</strong>
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				It’s Arius’s turn to tilt his head curiously, watching as Jen shook her head. He wonders what she’s thinking about and if she’s satisfied with his answers. He’s surprised when she finally speaks, and is relieved when he hears that she just wants to know more about him. “Oh, that’s all.” He says softly relaxing a bit at that piece of information and follows her out of the carriage so he can get a good look at the place that is going to be his home from now on.<br><br>Going inside, he finds it hard to hide his amazement at the sight of it. It was bigger than anything he’d ever been in before and it’s hard for him to believe that just one person owns this gigantic house. As they go further in and he realizes how long it’s been since someone had lived here or at least cleaned the place. Looking at Jen he wonders what she’s been doing and where she had been living before if she hadn’t been. “I really have my work cut out for me.” He says instead of pushing for details. It would be impertinent for a slave to ask such a thing and Arius didn’t want to stretch Jen’s leniency too far. He might need it later.&nbsp; Still he wants to know more about the strange noble who had purchased him so he goes with the safest question he can ask, “What do you like to eat? Since I’ll be cooking for you I’d like to know what you like so I can cook dishes that you enjoy.”
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 07:06:11</strong>
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				Jen looks as though she has something to say in response to <em>is that all</em>. Something to clarify. To expound on. But the look passes in the blink of an eye as she leads the way through the main foyer and further in towards the back. "You'll have your work cut out, to be sure. My parents died over a year ago, the staff left soon after. But apparently they had a lot of the place closed down before that. To much for an infirmed old couple I guess." Why she's volunteering this information is anyone's guess...<br>maybe she just needs to talk about it to someone.<br><br>"I eat anything, really. Though I stay away from anything to heavy or rich, personally, but you on the other hand, could do with some extra meat." She adds, in response to his own question. Finally she stops, at the back of the house, in what is clearly the servant's quarters. She points to one room. "There is where you'll find all the supplies you'll need," she points to another door, "And there is where you'll bathe. Go on, there should already be some warm water in there for you."<br>She makes a shooing gesture towards him. The room is quite spacious, filled with a large communal bath, that is indeed filled to the bring with steaming water. There are shelves with freshly cleaned towels.<br>Jen hangs about in the door for a minute, in case he has any questions, but looks impatient to be about her own business.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 08:13:58</strong>
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				Arius nods his head as Jen tells him the history of the place and why the mansion was in such a rundown condition and what she liked to eat.&nbsp; He wonders for a moment why she is sharing that kind of info with a slave and if her parents had been living where had she been? Still just the fact that she’s talking to him is reassuring. Maybe this whole experience wouldn’t be so bad. It was a lot better than he had expected. Other than the scary threat earlier, his new owner seemed pretty nice and relaxed. She also seems to be concerned about him at least a little since she’s taking his health into account.&nbsp; If she’s really only going to have him clean and cook it would almost be like he was a live-in servant instead of a slave as long as he ignores the collar anyway.<br><br>&nbsp; As they go deeper into the place and Arius gets a good look at her home. He thinks that underneath all the dirt and old Christmas decorations this place could really be nice. He would just have to clean it up a bit. When they reach the bath, he’s again surprised by the size of the bath. It’s so big that he could swim in it. He can’t stop a question from popping into his head. If this is just the servant’s bath, how big and nice is the master bath? He wants to rush in as soon as possible. He can’t even remember if he’s ever had a proper bath or not. But he doesn’t, he feels like he should be a little controlled since Jen is still standing at the door. “I’m ok right now. You don’t have to wait. I don’t want to keep you from your business, Mistress.” He says softly and respectfully. He gives her a moment to leave if she wishes before stepping into the hot water. He walks further in until he finds a place to sit. Once he does he sits and lets out a sigh of pleasure. The hot water felt wonderful and he finds his body relaxing with his tail waving slowly back and forth beneath him as he enjoys the bath for a moment before he starts to actually wash himself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 08:58:46</strong>
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				Jen nods slowly, arms folded. "Find me when you're done. I'll show you where you'll sleep." Without specifying <em>how</em> he is to find her, she turns her back and leaves him to bathe in peace.<br><br>She herself stalks through the corridors of the mansion for some time, returning to the question again of why she had thought it was a good idea to buy a slave. Of course, what she'd have <em>liked</em> to do was hire back the servants who had cared for the house once upon a time. She could easily pay them more than whatever rate they were making now. Many of them she had grown up with, and knew her better than she sometimes knew herself. Perhaps that was the thing that scared her. Much as she wanted to welcome them back home with open arms, she was afraid that doing so would bring their suspicions to the fore. And if they figured out the reasons she often left town...if they made the connection between her and the infamous assassin...<br>The only person she could trust with that dark secret was Lance. He had worked for her parents as well, a eunuch slave who waited on her mother. An anniversary gift. As such, he often was tasked with babysitting the young daughter. He'd practically raised her. And when he was able to buy his freedom...only he knew how to follow after her. She'd be lost without him...<br>And he was a good companion, to be sure. But he was like a father to her. And he did a much better job at father than her actual father had...He was a good companion, and a very dear friend, but she found herself, now an adult, craving a more complete companionship. She'd taken on lovers before, in her travels, but all passing affairs.<br><br>Then tonight, on a whim, she had set out with the intention of buying a slave who could scratch that itch. And instead, she found herself treating him like a maid. (And briefly, the image of him dressed in a maid's apron flashed through her head, causing a deep stirring inside.) <br><br>Looking up she realized she'd wandered into the kitchen. She starts to put together a plate of crackers, cheese, and fruit for herself...then wonders if Arius had been fed tonight, and makes up a second plate.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 10:30:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius takes his time bathing. He doesn’t often get the chance just relax and enjoy himself so he’s going to make the best of the time he has. However he’s well aware that Jen is waiting on him and he doesn’t want to make her wait too long. It wouldn’t be good to keep her waiting and use up all her good will. After he finishes washing off his body and his long hair (for a moment he wonders if he should cut it or trim it now that there’s a chance that he can but he decides against it. He’s gotten attached to it) he just sits in the water for a short five minutes before deciding that it’s been long enough and he gets out. Going to the shelf, he picks up one of the fluffy towels and dries himself off, nuzzling it softly when he reaches his face. When he finishes he hangs it up to dry. Now, he just needs to find Jen.<br><br>Leaving the bathroom, he finds himself with a problem, he doesn’t know where she is in this big house. Taking a small sniff, he goes down the hallway that smells the least musty and might have had someone go down it. As he passes several rooms with closed doors he ignores them despite his curiosity. He doesn’t want to open the wrong room. This house is just as confusing as any networks of alleys back on the streets. Finding himself at another fork in the hallway, he takes another sniff of the air. Detecting a hint of the scent of food he turns and heads towards the smell.<br><br>After following the smell he finds himself in the kitchen. Looking up and seeing his new mistress, he sighs in relief. “I’m sorry for taking so long. I didn’t know where you were or know my way around yet.” He apologizes. As he does, he catches sight of the second plate of food. It takes all his will power not to immediately pounce on it. Obviously staring at the plate of food, he fidgets in place and his stomach lets out a low grumble a few seconds later, an obvious sign of his hunger. “Um, is that second plate of food for you or may I have some?”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 22:24:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen snorts, glancing up at him. "You found me quicker than I expected. The fox's nose is rather sharper than I knew. To be fair though I haven't come across many foxes in my time. And <em>that</em> was a rather impertinent question. The plate <em>was</em> for you...but now I'm quite sure Lance will be happy for a light snack before bed. I know I've been kind, but don't forget your place here, fox." Her voice is low with displeasure, with...something else? Something darker.<br><br>She picks up both plates, and sets off down another hall. "Follow me." She says, shortly. They come to a set of stairs, and she uses her foot to tap at it. Lance opens, showing something of a workroom beyond. "Thought you'd like something to eat." She says, shoving the second plate at him. The second he takes it she turns and walks up the stairs, without waiting to see what he'll do.<br><br>In fact, he seems to have a rather good idea of what the plate was supposed to be, looking apologetically at Arius, he sets the plate down on a table just inside the room, and closes the door.<br><br>Jen, meanwhile, reaches the top of the stairs, and turns to the first bedroom on the left, nudging the door open with her foot, as she munches on the cheese and crackers.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>28-05-2014, 23:37:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius stares after the plate of food as Jen picks it up and takes it away. He looks like he wants to say something, an excuse to justify his question but instead he remains quiet. He’s learned his lesson for the moment. Following after her as she heads up the stairs and gives it to Lance instead of him. It seems that he had reached the end of her leniency in regards to his actions. To be fair Arius hadn’t been trying to be impertinent or rise above his position, he’d just been hungry with a plate of food laying on the table in front of him. Food wasn’t something that he took for granted, he’d seen it on the table and he’d tried to get it in the most direct way without swiping it off the table. It seems like actively trying to get food might not be the best strategy here. He’s going to have to find some other strategy to reveal his needs and wants without appearing rude.<br><br>He follows her the rest of the way up the stairs. When he gets to the top his eyes move to the food she’s eating but he doesn’t say a word about it. While he’s still hungry and watching her eat the food in front seems like torture, he doesn’t consider it worth risking her ire to ask for food. Instead he tries to focus on what he’s supposed to be doing. Should he go in first or was that as impertinent as asking for food? Does he try to hold open the door and let her go in or just wait for her to give him an order. It’s like playing a game without knowing the rules and being penalized whenever he breaks one. He decides to wait and if she doesn’t enter the room first after a few seconds he enters the room whether or not she’s given him instructions.<br><br>“Um, may I ask what room this is?” He asks softly, trying to sound as polite as possible and figure out whether this is to be the place he’ll be sleeping or if she’s showing him where she sleeps and where he’ll need to come should she need something in the night.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 00:20:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's mine." She answers, stepping in.<br>The room is huge, twice the size of the little one room hovels Arius might've seen in the inner city. Her bed alone, a giant canopied bed, large enough for a small orgy, could have taken up one of those rooms. The room is decorated in tones of dark red and black, the bed itself covered with maroon silk sheets and a thick black comforter. Runners along the bottom reach the ground, covering anything underneath the bed. A wooden bench covered in a plush, red crushed velvet cushion is at the foot of the bed, and a pair of huge chairs sit by the window, curtains currently closed. There's on the left wall, leading to a walk in closet, and a door on the right wall leading to the bathroom. <br><br>In one corner is a mini-bar, and this is where she pauses, setting down her plate and picking up a glass decanter. Pulling a tumbler of the shelf above it she pours herself two fingers of scotch, and takes a sip off it.<br>"I've decided you're going to wait on me while I take my own bath." She says, setting the tumbler down as well so she can pull off her shirt. The tight shirt had been all that was holding up the large perky breasts that bounce free from the shirt. "Or actually...just stand there, and let me admire you. I'm lying to myself if I say I don't want to..." She tosses the shirt at him, and gestures toward the closet. "There's a hamper in there, toss it in there, will you. Come to think of it, that's another task you'll be responsible for, washing clothes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 01:48:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius follows Jen into the room and is amazed at the room’s size and extravagance. It was just a single room but it was bigger than many of the places he’d seen for sell in the city even bigger than some of the apartments he’d broken into in search for food. To think that one person owns all of this, it’s amazing. He’s unable to even imagine how much money a person had to have in order to own such a place. Broken out of his musings at the sound of Jen’s voice he turns to face her and receive his next orders. <br><br>As he faces her he nods as she gives him orders to wait on her in the bath. As she tosses the shirt to him he turns to put in the hamper in the closet as instructed, hoping that it’ll hide the blush that has crept up his cheeks beneath his fur. He’s unable to tell if it’s because his new Mistress was standing half naked in front of him or because wants him to ‘stand there and let her admire him’. He couldn’t say that he doesn’t find her incredibly beautiful or attractive and having her stand half naked in front of him on its would be enough to make him blush but knowing that he’s going to be standing in front of a beautiful woman to be stared at because she finds him attractive would do the same. Before he turns back around he wonders if he should tell her he’s never washed clothes before. Eh, he could figure it out. It couldn’t be that hard.<br><br>He turns back to her and tries not to stare at her, following her into the bathroom once she enters. Unsure of what exactly she wants him to do or where she wants him to stand, he moves to the center of the room and just stands there where she can easily look at him from the bath. “Do you just want me to stand here or is there something special that I need to do?” He asks wondering if there is any specific way she wants him to position himself.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 02:14:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks at him as she slips out of her pants, tossing them back towards the room. There's an intricate tribal-type tattoo on her left leg. She looks about ready to pull her panties off, but stops, glancing at Arius. "Go ahead and have a seat on the bench." She says, and slips into the bath in nothing but her panties. This too, is already filled, and something is causing it to bubble. It doesn't bubble from heat, but jets under the water.&nbsp; <br>Her eyes close for a moment as the water engulfs her, and she ducks her head under. After a moment her hand emerges from the water with her panties, tossing them out of the pool, and she pokes her head up, brushing the water out of her eyes. The water is moving just enough to obscure her from chest down. She grabs some shampoo, and lathers up. "Just talk to me. Tell me about yourself, Arius." She says, seeming now, somehow less tense. Perhaps it's the water. Perhaps it was the sight of pink in the foxes ears when he blushed. "Or, if you prefer, you can tell me what made you blush." This she asks looking pointedly at him with an evil little grin, even as she grabs a washcloth off the side of the bath. <br><br>There's a bench along one side of the wall where Arius can sit, though it's currently littered with the accoutrements of a young woman, dirty underwear, makeup brushes, a towel left there after the last bath. In fact, on a whole the room is pretty messy, with most of the weeks dirty clothes, including a black catsuit wadded up in one corner. <br><br>She lathers the washcloth up with soap and lifts her leg out of the water, washing over the tattoo, as she watches him, eyes half lidded.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 03:42:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius looks towards the bench Jen had indicated and shakes his head at the mess. It looks like he’s starting his new job of cleaning tonight. He puts the dirty panties in a pile and sets them to the side so he could throw them in the hamper later while she talks to him. Taking the make-up brushes he sets them on the counter and hangs the towel up before finally taking a seat on the bench. It looks he’s found one of the first rooms he should take care of once he started cleaning unless Jen forbade him from cleaning her rooms or something.<br><br>Once he’s seated he relaxes and looks towards the bath since she’s mostly covered up by the water. She’s pushing the conversation in a direction that was both surprising and one that he doesn’t want to go down. It just didn’t seem to important but if she wants&nbsp; to know about him there’s not much he can do about it and it’s better than talking about why he’s embarrassed. “There’s not that much to tell about me. I basically grew up on the streets on my own and I was lucky enough to avoid the authorities and slave hunters for as long I had. I was able to get away with begging when I was smaller since no one wants to give a fox kit to the police or slave hunters. When I got older I stayed away from the worst of the stuff, drugs, muggings, gangs, prostitution. I avoided it all instead I stole, pickpocketed, broke into houses, and did what I had to do to get by. I tried to only take what I needed to get by and from people who could survive even if I took a few things. Then I stayed in one place for too long and now here I am." He finished looking a little sad when he did. He hadn't had the best life but he'd done alright and he'd had his freedom even if it was a a constant struggle to survive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 04:49:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen stares at him through the steam rising off the bath. She finished soaping, and rinsed her hair while Arius talked, and was now just about as clean as she could get. She shakes her head and stands up, from the center of the tub, the water coming up to her stomach. "I know it doesn't feel like it, right now..." She says, softly, "But you're probably better off here..." She trails off, before saying anymore though. Hell, she's already denied him food, out of her own frustration.<br><br>"Look...I'm gonna dry off, and show you your room, then...you can talk to Lance about dinner. He'll probably get you something better than crackers and cheese. That plate...should've been for you I just..."<br>She trails off, realizing she's making herself vulnerable right now...and how ironic is that. She's one of the toughest mother fuckers out there, in reality. Until she's by herself, facing her own issues. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to face her darkness. After all this boy, this...fox, is her's now. He belongs to her. He has to accept her, or face the consequences.<br>In the vein of getting the towel he'd hung up, she steps on the water, and walks towards him. Only now, sleek, clean, and bare naked, can Arius see who she really is. Only now can she what the gods both gifted and cursed her with. <br>Between her legs, ramrod hard, is her cock. She grabs a towel, and sits beside him, tucking one leg beneath her, which spreads her legs and reveals the puffy lips of her pussy. She wraps the towel around her shoulders, without really drying, and stares at him. A million scenes run through her head at once, but when she speaks it's to say, "Such beautiful property shouldn't be denied their dinner..." In a low husky voice. Because now, sitting here beside him like this, she seems to have one thing in mind. "Look at me Arius. This his what your beautiful body does to me, how you make me feel..." She reaches forward, grasping one of his hands in both of hers, and drawing it toward her cock, "I can make you feel things you've never dreamt of..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 05:51:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius is surprised at Jen’s words. He hadn’t thought that he would get anything similar to an apology, which is what he was taking her words to be. He fully understands his place here, that he is by law hers. A part of him realizes that she’s right about it being better here. He’s isn’t really made for the streets, he lacks the capability to do the bad and dirty things than can truly make a good life for him out there even if he’s able to survive. He just doesn’t have it in him. Still, the change has been sudden and he’s heard dozens of stories and rumors about how slaves are treated so his reluctance to completely accept his role, when he had been free not that long ago makes it difficult to give that freedom up. Even though it was difficult she had been making it easier for him, except for the part where she suddenly denied him food, even if she didn’t realize it. No matter what she’s thought she’s done to him so far.<br><br>He had been surprised by her words but he’s even more surprised when she steps out and reveals her body. Apparently his mistress has some extra equipment. Despite the new knowledge, Arius maintains his initial assessment. She hadn’t needed to hide what she is from him. She was and still is beautiful to him in fact the addition adds a certain exotic quality to her that just makes her more attractive to him. His brain shuts down for a moment as she sits with him, just staring at her even as she stares at him. Her words lock him in place. He can barely comprehend what she’s saying. She finds him beautiful? He’s made her want him? He’s powerless to resist her as she takes his hand and guides it to her cock. Between his legs his own cock has begun to harden, his body already knowing what she wants and is responding to those desires. “I… You’re…” Arius’s tongue is in knots. He’s speechless and yet as his hand reaches her cock, he responds shyly, tentatively, wrapping his hand around her rod and stroking it softly. “You’re beautiful Mistress.” He says, finally managing to put his thoughts into words.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 07:21:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen smiles softly, reaching up to run her fingers through his fur again. "Aye, little fox, it's true that I am..." She chuckles, then sighs. "Mmm, I...I want you, Arius...That's the real reason I bought you...when I saw you I thought of the ways I could use a slave like you...and the ways I could fuck a slave like you. And I will...Oh you sweet, sweet thing...you've so much to be taught." The grin that stretches her face is decidedly dark, as dark as the thoughts swarming her head, the things she will do with him...to him. But tonight she will test him.<br><br>As he strokes her cock, she wraps her arm around him. Turning toward him on the bench, she draws him close, her arm lowering. "You may be bought and paid for, but slave is perhaps to harsh a word for such a pretty little fox...I think 'pet' might be more apt." She shifts her arm, and dips under his tail, her finger circles at the tight bud of his ass, as she leans her forehead against his. "Do you like that better, Arius...do you think you will be a good, obedient little pet for your mistress?" Obedient...but not to obedient. Part of her is half afraid she's picked a slave to willing. Though her cock, handled by the shy, inexperienced fox, doesn't seem to mind at all.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>29-05-2014, 18:57:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				And so the truth comes out. Arius had known that might have been one of the reasons he had been bought for. There weren’t too many reasons why a fox was purchased. They weren’t as strong as some other potential species nor were they considered the best for domestic housework or were even thought to have the extreme loyalty of a canine, although he would argue that they could be loyal if they’re treated right. The usual reasons to purchase a fox were for things such as intrigue, simple companionship, or the most common reason of all, pleasure. Still there were worse reasons he could’ve been purchased for and Jen didn’t seem like a bad mistress, plus he’d be lying if he said her fingers running through his fur didn’t feel wonderful. That dark grin was slightly unnerving but he was intrigued by what it was promising and what would happen if he disobeyed a little every once in a while.<br><br>He lets her pull him close without resistance for the moment anyway. He could be a little impish every once in a while but now didn’t seem to be the time to disobey. The promised change in title does sound nice. It promises care and that she would ‘play’ with him often. A moment later when he feels her finger teasing his rose bud he shivers slightly. Staring into Jen’s eyes as she puts their foreheads together he answers, “I can do that I suppose,.” He smiles slightly, a hint of the playfulness that would come once he got used to her and his new position of pet shining through his shy exterior. “Most of the time.” He finishes, his hand continues strokes her cock slowly, unsure whether he should speed up or do something else.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 03:53:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen smirks, and nods, sitting back again, gaze drawn down the length of the fox. She reaches down, lightly toying with his own cock, wrapping her hand around it, and giving it a couple brief strokes, before pulling back again. He's almost to eager...genuine interest, or has she truly intimidated him that much already? It wasn't such a big deal that she should stress about it, whether he was attracted to her or not, he seemed willing enough to obey. Or perhaps, even, she'd finally taken a tone he'd needed to hear. Looking at him, touching him, it's painfully obvious what his actual purpose at the sales was for, and she plans on taking full advantage of that aspect of him.<br><br>"Then it's time for your first lesson, pet." She growls, voice growing more intense again. "Let's see how well you can suck a cock. Get down on your knees, and wrap your little mouth tight around my cock, and suck. You can try bobbing your head a bit too, but I'll take over that task soon enough, if you do a good job." She hooks a finger around the collar, and yanks him down toward the floor, and before he even has a chance to adjust his position she puts her hand to either side of his head, and guides him towards her eager cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>02-06-2014, 06:33:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It’s hard for Arius to really understand what he’s feeling. It confuses him. He certainly finds Jen attractive. She’s beautiful, exotic, and every other word that could be used to describe beauty. But there’s other things as well, a certain curiosity about what she has in store and lies behind that dark smile. He’s a little scared of her too, about what she would do to him if he disobey or try to run, but there’s awe mixed in there as well. There’s also some resignation, he’s completely out of his element even if he should escape.&nbsp; Then there’s some feeling he can’t describe. Her soft words and the fact that she actually wanted him, something that has never happened to him before made him feel warm and at least somewhat willing to obey, even if he didn’t know what kind of feeling her words were giving him.<br><br>Whatever softness she had been showing him didn’t seem to last long though and he finds himself standing before the stricter, more intense, version of Jen once more. He doesn’t even get a chance to think about her order or her sudden change in tone. He can only let out a surprised yip as she yanks him towards the floor, falling on to his hands and knees as he tries to catch himself. For a brief moment after she guides him to her cock he stares up at her with big eyes and ears peeled back. Before he realizes it his mouth opens and lets her cock inside. His tongue explores the new object in his mouth, gently caressing her cock for a second with his tongue after a brief lick on the tip as he tries to get used to the cock in his mouth. After another brief moment he begins to suck on her cock.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doncamiel</strong> on <strong>04-06-2014, 09:03:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jen lets go in a moment of trying to just enjoy herself. She's not to used receiving any kind of attention...she picks partners very carefully, because of her condition, which means she has partners very rarely. But it also means she's a lot more nervous than she's letting on. She lets her dominant traits shine out, burying the nerves underneath them, the be broached at a later time, when she's by herself. But not having had an orgasm that she hadn't given herself for over a year, she's finding it quite easy to check those nerves, and enjoy herself. <br><br>She smiles, leaning back on the bench, her legs falling to each side. Her fingers knead into the boy's hair, causing her fingers to tangle in the long strands. "That's a good start, pet," she murmurs, leaning her head back against the wall, "Keep using your tongue. D'ya know the parts of your cock that are sensitive? Use your tongue in those same places. Bob your head a little, see how much you can take..." She may be guiding him, but she also seems to be interested in genuinely teaching him, before she starts in with the more rough-like lessons. A collar, yes, with tags. His name, her contact information. Maybe she'll take him out for walks, on a leash...sneak him off to little corners on the streets. She moans softly at the lust the mental images conjure up. She starts picturing days ahead of them, lessons, punishments...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Caged and Caught (Avalon29 and Doncamiel)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Avalon29</strong> on <strong>05-06-2014, 00:10:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Arius is surprised by Jen’s attitude changing from strict to gentle once more. He’s unused to anyone showing him any kind of gentleness and he’s not quite sure how to respond to it or her advances. The only thing he can really think of is to let himself focus completely on the task ahead and does his best at sucking her cock. He’s already mostly willingly started on this so he might as well do the best job he can even if he’s completely unfamiliar with performing the act although he’s willing to follow the instructions she’s giving him and to learn for when he is obedient.<br><br>He adjusts his knees slightly to relieve some of the pressure on them and begins to put her advice to work. His tongue works on the underside of her cock, caressing it, licking the small part just below the head of her cock, and lapping at its head, working all the places that he himself is sensitive. Once he is slightly more familiar with feeling of her rod in his mouth, he begins to bob his head slowly. Under her guidance he takes a bit more of her cock into his mouth every time his head comes forward until he can feel her cock touching the back of his throat and stops just short of taking her cock down his throat. He wonders how often he’s going to find himself on his hands and knees and if this was just the beginning what did she have in store for him in the future?<br>
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