Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande & Qt)
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				Title: <strong>Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>17-03-2013, 22:55:38</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">The Empire of Kelgar had once been the most powerful on the continent. It was known for the strength of its wizards and mages. Some became greedy, seeking an even greater source of power and by this, it sealed the fate of the magical essence. From generation to generation, those who were born with the gift of magic turned out to be weaker than the previous generation. Soon, the talent was almost forgotten. The Empire shifted its focus from magical to warrior. Its women became known to be as fierce as the men and as able in battle. This, in turn caused a change in the political monarchial system. It was no longer a King at the head of the country, but a Queen. The males were no longer leading the society, the businesses or even their homes.<br><br>Nashira had seen a little over twenty summers. She was a tall and slender woman with a thick mane of blond hair. Her bright green eyes scanned the row of available men on the display stage in front of her. She pulled her cape around herself as a soft cold breeze, a remnant of a winter that never seemed to end, blew over the thin crowd. Metal had a way to become cold very quickly and the light tunic she wore under the chainmail was not thick enough to stop the cold from seeping into her bones. These men on the stage were more or less the spoils of war, slaves captured after the death of their masters by the invading forces of Kelgar. Nashira’s troops was called back home after the longest stay in enemy territory. To be back in Kelgar, in her warm and comfortable home, would be awesome. <br><br>If only Jeden had not perished, if he had not ventured so close to the combat zone, he wouldn’t lie under a mound of soil, covered with stones in an unnamed grave. He had been her first slave, a gift from her mother when Nashira had proven herself as a warrior, on her eighteenth summer. Jeden was much older than her and was already trained. These men before her were also trained, but their last master had been male, and Nashira knew that they behave quite differently than what she had been used to with Jeden. “Old fool.” Nashira said, in a mix of anger and sadness but it sounded more like a growl which earned her a few glances and a bit more breathing space in the crowd.<br><br>“Lady Nashira? Which one is your choice?” The young woman asked. Nashira’s troop was victor, they had almost won this battle on their own and the reinforcement that arrived at the last minute basically only helped to round up the survivors and tell them the news that they were either new citizen of Kelgar or they would die. Nashira wasn’t quite fond of this way to do things, but the Queen had her reasons to want to take over here and it was not Nashira’s place to discuss the how and the why, but only to follow orders and get the rewards associated to it. To be the one officer to have survived the longest was going to provide her with great rewards and one of them, now, was to have the first choice among the available slaves. <br><br>Nashira walked in front of the display and looked at them one by one. The display was a low stage that was used by the villagers during auctions or festivities. It provided very little cover from the breeze and the men were not covered nearly enough for their health, or so was Nashira’s opinion of their clothes anyway. The first one looked to be weak, thin, pale and wasn’t quite attractive. The second one was more or less the same. The warrior knew that the state of these people was among the reasons of her presence here, but right now she was focused on finding the one whom she’d have to train to replace Jeden. <br><br>Jeden had refused to share her bed. He considered her a daughter. Since Nashira was not one to force a man into this kind of submission, she had not insisted. This time, she didn’t want age to be in the way, nor the state of the slave’s health. If it was something that a little care could fix, she’d take the man but if not… Nashira looked at the third, then the fourth, and it was more of the same. The fifth one was slightly different. Once the grime would be washed off him, and enough food put into him so he could get a bit of meat on his bones… “I’ll take him.” She said, pointing at the man. “Give the man a cloak before he freezes to death.” She commanded, pulling a small purse of coins from her belt. She had more in her trunk back on the camp, but half of the purse would be enough to buy this slave and the other half to buy things he might need from the local market.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 02:14:56</strong>
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				Despite not being a slave for too long he had hardly remembered the time when he was not a slave. He simply didn't want to, a life much worse than being owned as a property of someone else. Mitch had grown up in the streets, scrambling for food most of his life until he was told while talking to the people that he hanged out with mostly that perhaps that the life of a slave... especially with a kind master or mistress, could prove better than life in the streets. <br><br>He sought out ways to even give up his freedom to be a slave, something not so commonly done as one would still think it was mad to give up one's freedom. <br><br>He wouldn't say he had a kind master, one that constantly given him chores to do through out his time under him before he had faced an unfortunate death. Mitch hadn't been with him long enough to actually feel sad about it, but he knew that his life was about to change again. Being a slave had been an improvement to what he had before, at least he would be fed every day rather than having to starve when he couldn't find food to eat.<br><br>Mitch was surprised when a pretty young woman selected him. Excited even. He was about her age... maybe a little older but not by much. He looked rather handsome, though he still looked slim due to the fact that he hadn't ate well lately up until his master's death and now he was being resold as a slave once more. His short hair had been neat before he was captured and lined up here.<br><br>He was glad that her first act was to give him a cloak.. he had to say that he was literally freezing there. He wrapped the cloak around him and looked over at his new mistress. "Thank you." He said softly, almost hesitating as she hadn't told him that he could speak yet... at the same time he wanted to express his gratitude.<br><br>He would follow her tightly but silently after she paid for him... waiting for her to give him orders.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 05:45:09</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira sighed and then walked toward the merchant, giving him half the content of her pouch. It wasn’t so much the price to pay or the fact that she had no idea if he’d run away as soon as he could or try to kill her in her sleep, for that matter. What made her sigh was the work she’d have to put in before he could anticipate her needs and behave properly. It was the loss of Jeden, whom she had come to consider a friend, rather than a slave. It was part of the past now, and grieving for a slave would make her look weak, Nashira reminded herself.<br><br>Hearing his words of gratitude, she bowed her head in acknowledgement. At least, he was polite; manners were always a good thing in a servant. “I am Nashira Nessar. You can address me as Lady Nessar when we are in company of others, and Mistress whenever we are alone.” The woman declared and walked out of the crowd, expecting him to follow her, and he did. It was a few span before she stopped, turning her back to a tall wooden building that had been the village’s inn. There were a dozen horses tied to a post behind her, calm and steady.<br><br>Nashira decided that now would be a good time to assess the quality of the man standing before her. “Can you ride a horse?” She asked him and raised her hand to cup his face. She wanted to see if he had any marks, scratch or wounds that would need tending, or parasite bugs in his hair that would need to be removed. He was handsome, would be even more once his cheeks were no longer so hollow from lack of food. “When is the last time that you’ve had a proper meal?" A meal, a bath, proper clothes... Nashira was making a list of things they would have to work on. She reached for the nearest horse and hopped onto the pale grey stallion. She moved to the front of the saddle, so he could ride behind her.<br></div>
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				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 06:33:11</strong>
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				He looked at her, she seemed kind as well as looking pretty. He was actually quite happy at this point as he nodded his head. "Yes mistress." He said, he was not an overly experienced slave nor had he ever served under a female owner. But he didn't say anything along the lines of that, she most likely knew when she picked him. He wondered if they counted as being alone.. there were others around them... though they were not really in presence of them.<br><br>The man felt a tingle as she cupped his face. Her hand seemed strong yet at the same time gentle, he let her move his face if needed. He was relatively unscarred, with some minor ones that could be easily dismissed. "Yes I can mistress... though it has been awhile since I've rode one." He said to her. "The last proper meal I could remember was about... two months ago." He said to her, saying things calmly even though with the cloak he occasionally let out some shivers.<br><br>He would follow her lead and try get onto the horse behind her, his hand trying to avoid touching her as he wasn't sure how well she would respond if he reach a sensitive spot. He was rather held back around woman... mostly because of his slave status.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 07:16:59</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira hissed when she heard&nbsp; that he had not had a proper meal in so long. To help him mount, she gave him her hand. She waited until he stopped moving on the saddle behind her before she took the reins in her hand. “You can hold onto my waist for support.” She told him and then gently heeled the horse that needed no other encouragements to start on its way back to her tent. With a bit of luck, the fire would still be going and the sturdy fabric of the tent would contain some of its warmth. Winter warfare was not fun.<br><br>As the horse walked at a normal pace towards the camp that could be seen as soon as they were past the last house, Nashira began to speak again. She wanted to do this while they were alone. It was important to her that he knew what he was getting into, what was expected, so that he would work in the right direction. “You will have two main tasks. To keep yourself in shape, and to serve me when I need you to.” Nashira said and paused for a few seconds as she tried to find a good way to explain what it meant.<br><br>“The Kelgaran believe that you can learn how evolved a society is by three things: the way prisoners are treated, the way slaves are cared for and if justice is equal for all, no matter the the gender or the wealth.” It wasn’t exactly meant to be a lecture about his new country, but rather to explain where it was all coming from. “You will take your meals at the same hours that I take mine, and you are expected to serve both. I want you to exercise so you gain strength and stamina, have enough sleep and I expect you to be clean. There is a bath&nbsp; in your quarters of the mansion, use it.” Nashira said. He had access to the same amenities she had, once at the mansion, only to a much smaller scale.<br><br>“Your training is ongoing, from the moment I bought you, until the only requests I need to voice are those that are unusual.&nbsp; When we are alone, you do not need my permission to speak. If you have questions, just ask them.” Nashira said and then she realized that she didn’t know one crucial information. She felt a bit bad not having thought about it. “So… after you tell me your name, you can speak freely and ask your questions.” Her tone had been patient, neutral. She wasn’t a woman to anger easily. She was rather laid back and expected either resistance or reluctance on his part, even though he had been good so far.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 12:02:09</strong>
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				Well... his master had some problems with things himself and obviously didn't worry that much for the slave when his life was on the line. Mitch didn't blame him... or the war for that fact, he simply went along with whatever happened. He held onto her waist as she told him to, trying to be soft with his hands as he didn't want to touch her inappropriately. Well, he probably did but he didn't want a bad reaction from her. "Okay." He said.<br><br>The horse ride back was quite uneventful. He kept himself quiet and just tried to look around as much as can, drinking in the information... lest he need them in the future. "Yes." He nodded as she told him what his tasks were, he was really liking her, she was making things clear for him and telling him what he needed to do rather than simply send him on with a task and expect things from him.<br><br>He listened to her as she explained things to him. Liking the fact that she would give the same meals times as she had, that's got to be good. He wouldn't mind making the food of course, even though his previous master had a dedicated cook he did learn how to cook and could make things decently.<br><br>"Okay." He said as she was finally letting him talk and ask questions. "Well... you have already explained everything there isn't that much to ask. I guess I should ask what other possible duties could there be for me other than the ones you've already stated my normal duties." He said smiling a bit, wondering if she had a dedicated sex slave... or if he could have the honour of such a task... after all. He never had a female owner before.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 18:08:20</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">“I asked for your name, man, you better answer me.” Nashira warned, but her voice still had patience in it. She wasn’t irritated with him, but he had not&nbsp; crossed a line yet. He was expected not to behave perfectly for some time still. Once the routine would be in place, however, she expected otherwise. Nashira guided the horse with her heels as they reach the camp and headed toward the largest fire, where something big was turning on a spit. She was hungry, he needed to eat too, so it was a logical choice.<br><br>“As for other duties… There might come a time where the cook or the stables might need an extra hand… It doesn’t happen often, but I have just enough people to work for me and my aging mother. So when I have guests, your help may be required. You are not expected to clean, I have a maid for that, or to prepare full meals either.” Nashira stated and the horse slowed as they neared the fire. The horse had been trained not to panic if she led it towards the flame, but it didn’ t have to like it.<br><br>“Oren.” Nashira called out and a small, heavy woman came out from between pouches of something lumpy and looked up to the Lady while wiping her hands on her apron. After a polite bow to acknowledge the rank of the woman who had called her, Oren stated what was on the menu for the evening;&nbsp; spit roasted veal, roasted turnip and fresh rolls. “Make that for two: a normal portion and a bigger one. Do you still have some of those honeycakes from yesterday?” Nashira asked and was pleased to hear a positive answer to her question. “Put some of that on the tray as well. Send Remi, with warm water for a bath and a new square of soap to my tent as well. Thank you.”<br><br>With a small move of her hips and heels, the horse resumed his lazy walk between the tents toward the biggest one. Nashira was relieved to see steady smoke coming out from a hole in the&nbsp; peak of the thick fabric. She had to stop well before reaching the pale grey tent, to leave her horse to the stable hand. “Off the horse.” She told the man riding behind her and the turned her head to the stable hand. “You know what to do with her. Please tend to Jeden’s horse as well. It has a new rider.” Nashira would wait until her new slave was off the horse, holding out a hand if he needed balance, before getting off the animal herself and handing the reins to the boy. Although everyone looked a little worn or tired, there was no one on camp that looked undernourished but a few recent addition like her new slave.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>18-03-2013, 22:53:55</strong>
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				He hadn't answered that question? He would be lying if he said he didn't feel nervous around her as he must have. He quickly opened his mouth. "Mitch." He said to her quickly. "I apologize." He said, he was obviously thinking too much. But given what has happened lately it is certainly possible. He gave her a forced smile as he listened to her, nodding as she went along.<br><br>Mitch quickly got himself off the horse as he was told to do so, listening to the commands that she had given to the others. They were quick but always to the point. He doubt he'd have trouble fulfilling her wishes if he didn't miss things like before. He drilled it into his head to not do that of course.<br><br>For now he stayed with her, hearing things she told others to prepare as they went off.<br><br>The servants would be quick with everything, whether it was tending to the horses or making her the food or setting up the bath. Mitch thought he might enjoy his first day of no work as he would most certainly be set off to do something once he was rested and well fed.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 07:39:54</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira nodded her head when he gave her his name. Mitch. She pondered changing his name and give her a more Kelgaran one. It would mean a new life for her, a clean break from the old, into the new. With a hand on her back, just inches above the waist, she encouraged him to walk at her side, rather than behind her, so that he could hear whatever she had to tell him. If he thought he wouldn’t be put to work tonight, he was mistaken. Nashira was used to have a man to help her through certain motions, such as removing her armor and putting it onto the racks.<br><br>She opened the flap just enough to go through and held it open for him to follow, minimizing the loss of heat. The inside was lit by a fire of a good size in its center and two smaller ones at each ends. “While we’re here, keep the three fires going.” Nashira started as she undid the clasp of her cloak and removed it. Inside was much warmer than out and the warmer clothing was not required. Nashira revealed a chainmail long to half her thigh and plated greaves that covered most of her legs, over leather pants.<br><br>The tent was divided in two parts. Between one small fire and the bigger one was a table with rolled maps that&nbsp; was used as a tactical meeting place, and the other half had two beds with multiple layers of blanket with a top layer of fur. There were two different trunks; a big one at the end of the thicker bed and a smaller one at the end of the thinner one. Mitch would be sleeping in her tent, with her. “This is your bed, your living area.” Nashira said, turning her head toward him, and for the first time she smiled. It was a touch sad, the smile, as Nashira gave Mitch possessions that were Jeden’s before.<br><br>“Help me out of these.” She requested, showing her leg armor straps, on the back of her legs. “Keep your space in order. My officers come in this place and I don’t want it to look like a mess. You have clean clothes in the trunk. They might be a bit loose on you for now, but if you do things correctly, you should grow enough muscles for them to be comfortable. The man they belonged to before you had about the same height, but a healthy muscular build.” Nashira said and then she placed a hand on the back of her head to grab a handful of chainmail and pull it over her head. “When we’re somewhere warm enough, like here or at home, you’re allowed pants and shoes. During the colder month of winter and when we’re outside, there are thick wool shirts in there that should keep you warmer. Burn the clothes you have now… not the cloak though.”<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 09:45:22</strong>
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				He followed her and walked by her side just as she encouraged him to do. He wasn't expecting to do much... though given how much he had to do in his past life with his old owner, the tasks she would give him now may as well counted as no work. He felt comfortable here.. which was more than what he could expect, sure there was the newness but his mistress didn't seem cruel at all.<br><br>He was surprised as she would let him sleep in her tent... rather than in a tent with all the other slaves. "Oh..." He said as he rushed forth to slowly help her with the straps. He had taken armour off others before.. though never had he undressed a female. He could feel a tingle in him... even if it was only removing her armour. "I will keep it clean mistress." He said as he undid the straps and slowly took off her armour before looking for a good place to place them.<br><br>The man looked at the clothes and was rather pleased, indeed they seemed a bit bigger for him but he wouldn't feel uncomfortable in them. He was really surprised at just how much she seemed to care for him. He had not expected her to want him to be healthy. "Yes." He said as he started to undress the clothes that he had, feeling a little shy about being naked in front of her but he did not let it show as he went about getting rid of his own clothes after leaving her cloak well folded. Hopefully with that he would forget his old life... again.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 11:11:43</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">As Nashira felt the plating on her legs loosened, that was a faint rasping at the tent flap. “Come in, Remi.” Remi was a tall willowy man with grey at the temples. He was an old man, one who had learned his place early on and had always been a very good slave. If there was need for any proof of it, Remi didn’t wear any warm clothes, which meant he was working somewhere warm, and his upper body bore no marks, no scar. Remi had never been whipped or inflicted harm, or at least never to the point of breaking the skin.<br><br>“Ah Mitch, you might want to wait for the bath before you slip into clean clothes.” Nashira said, pointing a square metallic tub where one could fit sitting with their legs bent. It was where Remi, along with half a dozen other men, dumped the warm water before leaving. The last man to make the way back a second time was Remi and he was holding a tray with the food, and there was a lot of food onto that tray. Nashira was glad to be relieved from the armor. It had been weighing on her shoulders for the whole day and made walking uncomfortable business.<br><br>The water in the bath was scalding hot, steaming. Nashira didn’t expect for Mitch to bathe right away. The food would cool much faster. “Come eat, first. Then bath and after, we’ll talk some more.” She requested and walked toward the table. She took the cube of soap from the food tray and set it aside. Her mouth watered at the sight of the food, and she took the plate with the normal portion for herself. She didn’t wait for him to come over to start eating. She was way too hungry for that.<br><br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 12:26:14</strong>
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				The young man simply stood there as he looked at the old man who walked in when Nashira called him in. A heavy blush followed as she pointed out that he should only be wearing the new clothes when he had bathed... which was true. He was speechless as he stood there. He had already discarded his clothes and even though he was hungry he didn't want to embarrass himself further. Though before he could make a step over to the bath he was already told that he should eat first. "Yes mistress." He said to her as he turned over and walked over the table there. <br><br>He remained standing until he was told where he should be at, only eating once she had told him that he could. He would eat slowly and while he would concentrate on getting himself fed he never appear to be trying to eat fast... he did try to act as civilized as he could... this was things that his old owner had taught him and he thought he could never go wrong by doing things that aren't his work... slowly.<br><br>Once he was done eating he would go to the bath.
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				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>19-03-2013, 23:09:52</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira ate slowly, getting ready to warn the slave not to stuff himself too much, or else everything might come right back up, but he seemed to be quite reasonable.&nbsp; He had a very handsome face, if she didn’t consider how hollow were his cheeks from being so poorly nourished over a certain amount of time. He’d grow into a stunning man, with the right care. If he was truly as handsome as she imagined he would be, he might see to more of her needs than Jeden ever agreed to. By the time she was done with her much smaller portion, he was still eating his, and so she continued with the talking.<br><br>She knelt by her trunk, pulling a very simple white gown out of it, as well as a plush towel and a soft sponge. She removed her tunic, revealing a small shirt, which she removed as well. She was completely devoid of self-consciousness as she undressed before her new slave. It was a part of her culture, to have men in the room as women undressed. They were to be ignored usually, unless there was the possibility of sexual favors, or if the women had requests. “We should be home within the next two days, things there are a bit different. You have your own quarters, your own bath, both of which are joined to my room…”<br><br>Still without looking at him, she took her sponge and dipped it into the hot water. Nashira hissed as the water burned her hand, but the warmth of the sponge felt good on her skin. She didn’t need a full bath, all she really needed was to wash the day’s dust off her skin. She had not been a part of the battle, but rather watching it from afar as her troop claimed the village. “Is there something that you would absolutely refuse to do?” Nashira asked.<br><br>&nbsp;She dipped the sponge several time after making it glide over a mostly flawless skin. She had small scars here and there, one rather obvious at the ribs, but the rest was milky skin. She turned to look in his direction, almost done with giving herself a quick wash. The thin soft bush at the apex of her long, lithely muscled legs, was of a shade darker than her wheat-colored hair. Her&nbsp; stomach was not flat, but quite lean with subtly defined muscles and her soft round breasts hung perkily. The armor and the tunic she had been wearing that day tended to flatten these curves, and make them more discreet, but now that they were free it was obvious that they would fill a hand with a little to spare. In answer to the sudden cold that followed the warmth of the sponge, her thick nipples hardened and the broad pale pink areola around it rippled as it also contracted. When she was done, she finally went to her towel and looked in his direction.<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 01:39:35</strong>
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				He was good at doing things the right way. It was one thing that he learned and took to heart since beginning to be a slave. That he needed to always appear in a way that was pleasing to his owner... if he didn't know what that was then he'd just have to guess that.<br><br>The man watched with his jaws dropped as she continued to undress herself until she was naked. His member hardening without him having any control over it. This was his mistress... he shouldn't think of that unless she wanted him to but there was no way to control himself like that. There was a blush on his face as he looked at her with her going into the warm bath while he finished off eating.<br><br>"No nothing... I'll do anything you ask to the best of my abilities." There was of course flaws for saying that, but that was what a slave was expected to do. He was lucky his previous master didn't push him beyond the limit. He had heard many slaves dying because of their master's insistence on them doing things they clearly couldn't. With Nashira though... she seemed like the reasonable type that wouldn't push him.<br><br>Her body was amazing and he couldn't help but get glimpse of her sexy curves as she watched herself. Her body was perfect and already sexual thoughts began to play in his head nonstop... he was male... he couldn't really stop himself. He eventually finish eating and looked at her, more like staring at her without realizing it. After all... if she minded she would have covered herself right?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 06:52:49</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira was surprised by his answer. Surely there were things that he would refuse to do. Jeden, for example had refused sex with her, but not with some of her older guests. Their difference in age had been an issue for him, though not for her. As she gathered the dress to pass it over her head, Nashira tried to think of things that could make someone squeamish, something that she would refuse to do as&nbsp; a slave. The one who would try to take her as a slave would have a formidable challenge making her obey anything, but that was beside the point.<br><br>“You are aware that a time may come where the service I require of you become sexual, do you? I could request of you to pleasure me, but also to take care of a guest who could be a woman… or a man.” She said, testing the waters. She wanted a reaction out of him, to see if he would protest if something shocked him or made him want to run for the hills. Such services were rarely ever required of her. She was rather possessive of her personal slave and Jeden had been borrowed only because he had refused her. It was part of a good mistress to acknowledge the needs of her slave, and Nashira had acknowledged Jeden’s in allowing him to be with a family friend, her mother’s friend.<br><br>The white gown fell onto her forms, hiding them from his view, even if it molded her curves rather well. Trying not to make him too self-conscious, Nashira went to get some thick logs in a corner of the tent to feed the fires. She was preparing to sleep soon and wanted the place to be warm for a couple of hours to come. Suddenly a thought crossed her mind. “Have you even been with a woman before?” Had Remi not said something about sex being forbidden to slaves here? Something about the risk of having a child they could not support properly…<br></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 07:27:39</strong>
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				He looked at her as she explained things. He had never done any sexual servitude before... mainly because his master had only been giving him mundane everyday tasks. He still nodded. "Yes... I can understand... and I will not turn down any requests and try to fill them the best way I could." He said to her. He of course probably wouldn't mind being with a woman, as for a man... he had never felt the attraction, so that might be a bit difficult, he swallowed at the thought of it but tried not to show on his face.<br><br>Mitch blushed as much as he did not want to while she asked him about whether or not he has been with a woman before. "I have." He answered, if she would delve deeper he would give out some detail... regarding his sexual activities both before the slavery and after. His master never watched his slaves carefully, and few could resist the temptations of sexual pleasure among slaves. of course he did his best to tone it down... he wasn't going to disobey her over anything. Though technically it was never stated he was not allowed to do that under his previous master... still... it was a loophole.<br><br>As the tub was vacant he went forth to start washing himself after she was out.. he hadn't had a bath in quite some time as well, it was nice to be able to keep himself very clean now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 08:00:47</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira narrowed her eyes as he answered. She had doubts and it showed on her face.&nbsp; “Mitch, you will not be forced into anything sexual against your will, unless you do not speak it. You will not be punished because you refused to provide sexual favors. It’s against Kelgar law.” She said,&nbsp; dropping a log into the fire carefully. She was trying to give him some space so that he could bathe without feeling observed.&nbsp; She walked to the central fire which was not far from the tub, Nashira grabbed the cube of soap and handed it to him. “That’s yours.” She told him before she went to the fire to add logs to it.<br><br>Kelgar had laws to protect the slaves. There weren’t much, slaves couldn’t be killed, raped, starved or mutilated. Most of the protection a slave would have was proportional to how much their mistress was concerned with her reputation. The way one’s slaves were handled showed how the mistress of the house was respectable or not. Nashira was very concerned with her reputation and the one of her family. Therefore, she wanted to make sure that he understood that he had duties, but he also had rights.<br><br>“Do we have an understanding?” Nashira asked him. The thought that he had been with a woman relieved her some. She wouldn’t have to teach him everything, but perhaps only what she particularly enjoyed, if she ever decided to bed him and he agreed to it, of course. “You need to be honest with me, if you don’t want things to take a turn for the unpleasant.”<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 08:16:32</strong>
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				He nodded, she was so kind. Not that some of her words didn't seem firm of anything but she seemed very understanding of him. "I uhm... I've never experinced the touch of another man, nor am I sure I want to." He said to her, telling her that he would best want to avoid it. it was weird... the laws the Kelgar's had... after all in his old country it wasn't against the law to force them. It was still illegal to drive a slave to death, but penalties were not harsh and often a blind eye was turned to it. All in all.. he was liking his new life more and more... thus far. he reached for the soap that she had given to him... grabbing it and then began to quickly wash himself to get himself ready as soon as he could.<br><br>The fact that they were discussing this though.... made him feel happy, did she want him? He felt a surge of warm feeling through him... he would love to have her of course, to please his mistress not in the usual tasks... but please her body as well.<br><br>He would be quick with washing himself, getting himself cleaned and dried before he would get into his new clothes, they fit him better than he expected... he had no problems with it at all. "Thank you... mistress."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 09:27:50</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">After putting wood in the fire that was closer to their bunks, Nashira walked toward the bath. “Then you won’t.”&nbsp; She replied and for her the matter was solved. “I’m not saying that if you tell me you don’t like to wash the dishes I’ll grant you not to do them. When it comes to things sexual, though, it’s different. If you don’t like something, you have got to speak up. I may be many things, but mind reader isn’t one of them.” She said and he could hear her voice coming closer to him Behind his back. <br><br>Careful to avoid kneeling on her dress, which had the sides slit up to her hips, Nashira crouched behind him and placed her hands onto his shoulders, rubbing them gently to ease the tension if there was some. “Sex, Mitch, will be your reward when you deserve it, or a request when I want it. It should never be had without my permission.” She specified and then let him finish and get dressed.<br><br>Narisha slipped under her furs, trying to warm them to make the night more comfortable. It would grow colder, there was no avoiding it, and she already had a chill on her skin. This man didn’t seem to be too feisty, but she wasn’t going to be lulled into trusting him right way. Her own knife was under her pillow and as she pulled the furs over her shoulders, one of her hands went under the pillow and gripped the handle. All this talk about sex made her&nbsp; a little needy, but she would be alright, for now.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 09:43:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His eyes widened as he felt her touch him. He had been quite at ease as she explained how she wouldn't force him on sex... though he wasn't allowed to say no to other tasks. He wasn't going to, he had learned that even if he couldn't do something he may as well just try his best anyway. Her hand though... was making him rather tense. "Yes mistress..." He said as he felt her hand move down. A reward? He didn't dream that a sex would be a reward. "Of course it won't be had without your permission." He said. "My previous master merely never... mentioned anything relating to sex." He assured her.<br><br>Mitch got dressed in his comfortable clothes and stood there on her side for a moment, only seeing when she made no request did he go over to his side... he was tired... a goodnight's sleep would certainly help him.<br><br>He didn't get into bed though... not until she give him permission to rest. Even then he would't sleep too much, he had gotten used to always waking up early to make sure that he didn't get up after his owner.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 11:18:54</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira rested her head on the pillow and took a deep breath. “First thing… tomorrow at dawn we must prepare to go. You take the dinner’s plate, bring them to the kitchen and ask Oren, she’s the kitchen mistress, a breakfast for me and you.&nbsp; If I am not awake, wake me before you go so I get dressed while you are getting the food. Dress warmly tomorrow, with the wool shirt and the fur-lined cloak. We’re riding further south towards home and the wind has been biting the last few days.”<br><br>Nashira was aware that he knew about the cold. If anything, he had been even more aware of it than she had, considering his clothing when she had bought him. “Sleep well…” She told the man, and shut off the lamp that was near her bed, which made the tent just a little darker. The fires were strong, sometime snapping loudly in the silence of the camp. It was still early but everyone knew that they had to go early in the morning. In the distance, a female voice could be heard and she was obviously having a great time with her partner. “Ugh not again” Nashira groaned into her blanket.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>20-03-2013, 11:26:47</strong>
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				He listened to what she said and tried his hardest to remember everything, getting everything down that he knew what she wanted him to do. He was good at remembering these things, he wouldn't forget them the next morning. "It'll be done." He said to her before he slipped into his bed and quickly went to sleep. The fact that sounds were coming from the distance didn't even register to him.<br><br>Mitch had a dreamless sleep, waking up before the sun went up, it was cold he quickly put on his clothes as well as the extras to keep himself warm. He took the plates to the kitchen but stopped before leaving... she wanted him to wake her up. He moved over to her.. looking at her as she slept, he obviously loved how she looked, both strong and beautiful. He moved his hand over and stroked her cheek a little. "Mistress..." He said quietly as he tried to&nbsp; wake her up.<br><br>Outside people were already getting up and getting to work. He would wait until she got up before going into the kitchen to request their breakfast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 14:36:01</strong>
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				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira slept lightly. She had no trust in this new slave, it had been too easy. She was expecting him to run away, or to try to take her life for taking him away from his home. More than once did she end up with her hand on the handle of the knife she slept with, but from what she could tell, Mitch had never stirred from his bunk. It was almost dawn when she decided that if he intended to harm her, it wouldn’t be this night and she finally allowed herself a deep sleep.<br><br>She felt his hand on her cheek and was aware enough not to react aggressively to it. It was a gentle touch, there was absolutely nothing threatening about it and therefore she had no reason to consider it a threat. She opened her eyes and gazed up into his. She nodded her head once, indicating that she was awake. “Go get some food, Mitch. I’ll get prepared.” She said and stretched languidly. She was longing for a good night of sleep on a comfortable&nbsp; bed, in a warm home. Soon, Nashira thought to herself. One more night on this bunk and then she’d be home, provided that they had no surprises crossing the official border into Kelgar.<br><br>Nashira sat up, wishing she could remain into the warmth of the furs, but she had to&nbsp; get dressed and quickly. She certainly wouldn’t be the one making everyone else late. She quickly stepped into a pair of pants similar to the one worn the day before, a thicker wool shirt and the tunic that would keep the chain off her skin. Armor would wait to the very last moment, when she would need to get out. She brushed her hair, giving it the usual hundred strokes and then she folded her furs and clothing to fit them into her trunk.<br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>22-03-2013, 09:14:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The thought of running away did not cross his mind. Why would he put himself at risk of being captured again. Or worse... being killed when he already had such a nice place. He liked the woman who owned her. Sure he knew he might find things he didn't like about her as time went on but so far he was very satisfied with her and he loved how she treated him. The way she said that she might want sexual service from him was just the ice on the cake.<br><br>"Yes..." He said quickly before taking the plates and then going to the kitchen. he was very quick with getting the breakfast once it was ready. He walked back and laid the breakfast down.<br><br>He was no doubt surprised by the fact that she woke early but also without any problems. His previous master had certainly woke pretty late, and he never wanted to wake up, he could understand that of course. It was so easy to lazy around in bed... especially when it was cold.<br><br>Mitch would wait for her to start eating before he did... he didn't want to appear like he was hungry even though he was. He could pretty much finish before her as to not hold up time anyway.<br><br>"Are there more things... for me to fulfill before we set off?" He asked her, of course they'd need to pack things up, but he needed to know which things she wanted him to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cynadea</strong> on <strong>24-03-2013, 23:57:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div style="text-align: justify;">Nashira was glad for breakfast. She had eaten shortly before bed, but breakfast was by far her favorite meal of the day. The head of camp sure knew how to prepare a delicious and balanced meal, considering this was the end of winter in a foreign country. At home, the breakfast would be more than just eggs with smoked ham and toasts. There would be fruits and jam, and bacon. By the gods did she miss bacon…<br><br>She started to eat, and in between bites, she tried to start a conversation between them. “Gather your things into your trunk, get the bath tub emptied. If you need help, go for Remi. And then once the tent is emptied, we’ll bring down the tent.” Nashira informed the man, and then took a bite of her toast. He sounded eager, and that earned him a couple more points.<br><br>Mitch had not tried to run away, to kill her in her sleep or to laze around while others more used to moving the camp did the work. Nashira was beginning to think that this slave might have a lot more potential than she had anticipated. He certainly seemed to be of the right sort to accept and even appreciate his new conditions. “Did you sleep well?” She asked, just making a conversation. <br></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Nashira, Lady of Kelgar (Aysande &amp; Qt)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Qt</strong> on <strong>25-03-2013, 03:50:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded to her. "Okay... I understand what I need to do now." He said calmly. "I've slept well, thank you for asking mistress." He answered her, he still couldn't believe just how caring she appears to be all the time. Mitch waited a bit for her to finish eating before asking her more questions.<br><br>"Do you wish me to assist you in putting on your armour?" He asked her, she was wearing them yesterday and asked him to help take it off from her... and he was certainly interested if she needed help from him to put it on. He'd be helping to take off the tent soon but he assumed she'd want to get dressed before that happened.<br><br>If she didn't need his assistance he would of course go off to help the others in dismantling the tent and preparing to set off.
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