In the House of the King (gideonblake and Aragem)
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				Title: <strong>In the House of the King (gideonblake and Aragem)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 07:31:18</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the House of the King (gideonblake and Aragem)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Aragem</strong> on <strong>26-12-2008, 04:22:54</strong>
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				The girl looked up at him with hazy eyes.&nbsp; She was still under the influence of the drugs forced into her system to keep her complacid for travel.&nbsp; She had been a slave for almost six months, beaten, whipped, starved, and even shocked to be an obediant slave.&nbsp; She had broken under the constant training procedures, but her spirit was still there.&nbsp; <br><br>She looked up at him, blinking the sleep from her eyes and shook her head, trying to wake up.&nbsp; She licked her lips and whispered,&nbsp; "Mara."<br><br>Six months ago, she had gone on a small scouting trip for more food resources, however, she had been seperated from the group and lost for almost three days before she was discovered by Hunters.&nbsp; Beasts that hunt humans as exotic slaves.&nbsp; She was taken to a training facility and put through the ringer.&nbsp; <br><br>She was wearing a white tabard, showing off slim thighs, prounouncing her breasts and ribs.&nbsp; She wore gold sandals that laced up to inches below her knees and her hair was styled into golden curls atop of her head.&nbsp; She'd look more in place in a Roman or Greek play than anything else.
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				Title: <strong>Re: In the House of the King (gideonblake and Aragem)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>gideonblake</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 02:06:23</strong>
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				"Excellent, Mara...you'll disrobe immediately and stay standing. Remove your shoes as well," he said, getting up from his lounge chair and moving his powerful body to grab a box that he had sitting on a shelf nearby. It was a deep mahogany box with golden hinges and a lion in mid attack of prey etched into the top, the symbol Leon had created for himself instead of just using his name everywhere.&nbsp; He brought it over and took hold of Mara's hands, putting the box in them and using her to hold them. <br><br>He took out a collar, brown leather and gold studs with a large golden ring in the front. It had a metal clasp in the back and didn't unlock without the key. The metal had his symbol on it as well. He clasped it about Mara's neck and smiled. It looked good on her and fit rather well, snug against her skin.<br><br>He laughed a bit and rubbed Mara's hair with his paw. "I will have to thank my brother for you, for sure. You are going to be quite fun, and very interesting to show off!"<br><br>He took out a few more things from the box, one a kind of gun. He held it up to her rosy pink nipple, hardened from the wind, and clamped it on. It recalibrated where it was and stuck a needle through her nipple, a perfect piercing for the small golden ring that he slid into the newly made whole. They had a ball in the center that was to hang down and had another purpose besides looking cute. It was a small, but powerful vibrator that would send vibrations through the ring. And he had the remote. He repeated the process twice more, once on her other nipple and the final piercing on her clitoral hood, one of the more common genital piercings from the 21st century. <br><br>"My name is Leon, and I am your Master. Your collar has a bit more technical things in it than it appears, it gives me information on your location and your health. I can set it up to shock you if you stray from the boundaries I set, if I choose, or you can have no boundaries. It can also be set up with a controller that I have, but I can use it just as well without. This is your new home, and you are now my property."<br><br>"I imagine that you're hungry and that we need to properly outfit you. Bring your things, and come with me," he said, his voice loud, deep, and a bit gravely. <br><br>He walked back through his apartment, not really bothering to tell her what was what. It was a standard upscale apartment, some neo-classical things thrown in with his technological fare. He tapped on the computer panel that was his kitchen and looked for something he wouldn't mind his slave eating. Her well being and health was his concern now, so he had to make sure she ate healthy. He chose a chicken salad kind of dish, and after a minute of whirring and buzzing, it appeared in the box that they still called a microwave for whatever historical reasons that he didn't care about. 
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