Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)
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				Title: <strong>Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 04:20:03</strong>
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				The slave market... You've been here a few times before, but not in a while. You don't recall it being this dingy the last time you came...or this dirty. As you peruse the wares each slave-master is trying to sell off you notice one in shackles attached to the back of the stall wall away from the others. The sash on his arm - which would have normally indicated if he were of age by being blue, or the underage color of red- was white, almost blending in with the paleness of his skin and the silver of his long hair falling around his shoulders. The ratty cutoff shorts he was wearing only added to the intrigue since the slaves out front were always nude, for easy inspection by any potential buyers. Standing not too far away was a very fat and ugly man calling out to passersby for them to check on his young and beautiful boys. The man's voice was slimy and sounded as if he dipped it in molasses then coated it with cobra venom.<br><br>"Young boys here. Just turned of age and younger. Starting at just $5000 for permanent ownership, other prices can be negotiated!" He called out to the crowd then noticing that you were slowing down near him, he rounded on you, "See anything you like? A quick suck behind the shed will cost you $100..."<br><br>The small boy in the back that had caught your eye earlier kept his head down and trying to remain unnoticed. On the slave-master's other side were three boys. Two with blue sashes and one with red. The first boy was one of the blue sashed boys. His shaggy hair was dark brown and his eyes matched. His skin was smooth as if his whole body was waxed, and was the color of cappuccino. His muscles were lean, but toned and stood prominently out of his skin. He attempted to smile, but it was easy to see that he wasn't very invested in it.<br><br>The next boy was also wearing a blue sash and had light green eyes and red hair that was cut short. His skin however, was a bit lighter and he had hair around his crotch and a treasure trail down his middle. His limbs were a bit slimmer than the first boy's and he looked as if he could use a good meal. This boy kept his gaze on the ground not even attempting to look up.<br><br>The last boy was smaller than the other two and was wearing a red sash, indicating that he was underage. The boy looked up with hopeful eyes that shone hazel. He had light brown hair that almost looked like it could be mistaken for blonde in the right light. His body was a little thicker but still slender and toned and a light dusting of hair around his belly button and underarms indicated that he had at least started puberty. As you look away from this one, as you know the rules of the market, the greasy man shakes his head, "That one is off limits until he matures... He's merely for show right now."<br><br>The greasy slave-master grins at you and wrings his hands together expectantly.<br><br>What do you do?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 15:55:23</strong>
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				The young man walked down the isles of the slave market, he'd been here quite a few times before with his father, whom around every summer had come to buy servants of varying ages.&nbsp; There had been a few times where he had come down here with him and watched him to learn how to bargain with him.&nbsp; As he walked with his father he could see the men and women in the various stalls as he seemed to know what was going on.&nbsp; Truth be told though he wasn't exactly sure what he was going to get down here.&nbsp; The young master, Vincent, was a himself in charge of a branch plantation here and while he enjoyed young men, he also liked older men.&nbsp; Someone with a bit of experience under his belt.&nbsp; Because if he was to buy someone he'd need to invest in their training and such.<br><br>Through the stalls he walked someone did in fact catch his eye, he saw a young man with silver hair and a white sash, 'white? that's unusual' he thought.&nbsp; As it caught his attention he moved over to the stall, a fat greasy old man, "what $5000, that's garbage, no one would pay that much for street merchandise."&nbsp; Especially as he looked down at the 4 people on the ground.&nbsp; "There is no life in these 2, like they've become used goods."&nbsp; He said referring to the two with blue sashes.&nbsp; His attention was caught by the young boy in the red sash and the young man in the shorts and white sash. "Salesman Tell me more about these two, where did you get them, how long until the red sash boy becomes of age, and this one here, why is his sash white?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>14-05-2016, 20:15:36</strong>
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				The fat man chuckled and shook his head, "For this merchandise I assure you that 5000 isn't nearly enough." As you made the 'used goods' comment the two blue sashed boys looked fallen and curled up on the ground. The white sashed one in the back against the wall looked up through a curtain of white hair and now his brilliant blue eyes could be seen. Deep as oceans and filled with a noticeable glimmer that couldn't quite be placed.<br><br>"This boy..." The slave-master said as he indicated the younger boy with a red sash, "I just recieved him two days ago. He comes of age in a mere fortnight. Poor thing hasn't known a real home... with discipline..." The man's eyes narrowed as if he wanted to strike the boy who was now attempting to stand up to show himself off. The slave-master grabbed the chain that was attached to a large cuff around the boys neck and yanked it towards the ground knocking him off his feet. The boy winced as he fell and grabbed at the cuff around his neck then looked down not saying a word. As this happened you notice out of the corner of your eye that the white-haired boy grabs his own chain and grips it with a look on his face of anger, the blue in his eyes burning to help the younger child.<br><br>"This one here... is a special one." The slave-master walked over to the white-haired boy but stayed out of arms reach as the boy pulled on his chain angrily. "He's a feisty one this one..." The fat man pulled his hand up and smacked the boy across the face hard with the back of his hand, causing the boy to recoil and grunt a little in pain. "The boy's age isn't certain. I was told that he was just barely 16 when I recieved him, but that was nearly ten years ago and he hasn't changed at all. He could be 200 years old for all I know." The man looked over to you then looked back down at the boy and sneered, "I've had the little shit for so long I'm practically trying to give him away at this point."<br><br>The younger boy with the red sash looks up at you again and the white haired boy does as well.<br><br>What do you do?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 04:25:16</strong>
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				The young master, looked at the overly large slimy man in this view down at the child he was abusing and the other fighting for control of himself.&nbsp; He looked at the boys and knelt down in front of the boy with the red sash, he placed his hand on the boy's shoulder and could feel him quiver to the touch.&nbsp; He placed his hand between the boy' thighs, gave him a feel between the legs, and taint, he could feel a soot like oil on hi body, meaning he was very far from clean.&nbsp; He lifted up boy's collar and could see bruising underneath it.&nbsp; "this boy has bruising underneath his collar, meaning he's damaged.&nbsp; But...."&nbsp; He moved over to the two in the blue sash and lifted up their chins, got a good look at their faces of despair and hopelessness.&nbsp; He had a glimmer of pity in his eyes.&nbsp; Still he had things he thought to say about them.&nbsp; He gave them both the same feel and likewise they were bruised in some areas, he could tell, from beatings the slave driver had given them.<br><br>He moved over to the boy with the white sash, the young man of twenty six, he lifted up the man's bangs, "calm down, I'm not gonna harm you.&nbsp; I just want&nbsp; to see your eyes."&nbsp; He said as he stood within arm's reach, the young master had a glint of determination in his eyes, like he could see through you, but wasn't quite sure.&nbsp; how to make of this.&nbsp; He placed his hand on the boy's collar and lifted it up.&nbsp; "Slave owner, I hate those words.&nbsp; But, they are still excellent 'goods.'&nbsp; We could use more at the work house."&nbsp; He stood up and took a few steps back.&nbsp; Looking at the slave driver, he placed hand in the air and called some men over.&nbsp; "If he's worth nothing to you, means that he may be worth something to me.&nbsp; Let's see."&nbsp; He said as he opened coat and pulled a money pouch out, like a wallet. "All of them have bruising on the necks from either self inflicted damage, or from you pulling them to the ground and dragging them around.&nbsp; The two blue sashes have bruising on their bodies.&nbsp; So that makes them all damaged.&nbsp; If I were to say that out loud, nobody on the lots would buy them and you'd need to take them to another port."<br><br>He said as he took a large wad of paper credits from the pouchlike wallet.&nbsp; He began to count thousands, "Though they all aren't worth 2000, total, I'll pay you, $4000, for the boy in the red sash, $4000, for the two blue sashes together, and $4000 for the white sash, which is more than you'll get for them all anywhere else.&nbsp; That's $12,000 dollars for the four of them.&nbsp; Or you can take your chances trying to find some other sap who will buy damaged goods."&nbsp; There was that word again, 'goods' the word irritated him, you could see it in his eyes.&nbsp; Still it was a necessary word, and slaves were a great merchandise as long as their well cared for.&nbsp; "what will it be?&nbsp; it's 8,000 short of what you want, but I also am a merchant, Slaves are an investment, after all."&nbsp; He said as he counted twelve one-thousand dollar bills and held it out to the merchant, "you look nervous, Mr Slavesmen.&nbsp; Though I'm actually quite sure, I can pay 1/10th that to someone in port to make you disappear as well.&nbsp; After all, that's the kind of place this is."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 04:42:44</strong>
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				"NNGGHH!!" The slave-master visibly stiffened and his jaw set, "I...Fine. I'll take $12,000 for the lot of them, but don't expect to get your money back when you can't control them or they don't do as they are told." <br><br>The two boys in blue had grabbed on to each other and were smiling and giggling as tears started welling up in their eyes. The red sashed boy covered himself with his hands and blushed darkly squirming away from your touches but seemed to be pleased that he was finally going to be getting out of this hell hole. The slave master gritted his teeth and looked as if he were physically holding himself back from striking them all. The white boy looked up at you and looked strained for a second. He looked over to the other boys and then back up to you. He looked as if he were also holding himself back from something, then just as the slave driver took the money he suddenly burst out, "MY BOOK! PLEASE, SIR YOU HAVE TO GET MY BOOK FROM HIM!!" <br><br>The slave master grinned and glared sideways at the boy, "Oh my I'm sorry, the book wasn't for sale. I was only selling the... what was the word you used good sir? 'Goods'?" He chuckled and started counting the money in his hands and the white haired boy grunted and pulled on his chain. He pulled harder, "GGGRRAAHHH!! GIVE ME MY BOOOOKK!!!!" He struggled but his muscles were weak from not being fed properly. He eventually gave up and slumped back to the ground. <br><br>"Please..." the boy looked up at you as the other three looked on, "It's very important to me...it's all I have left of home..."<br><br>What Will You Do?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>15-05-2016, 05:09:33</strong>
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				The slave was in tears and this book, what was it worth, to him.&nbsp; The owner, of these new slaves, perhaps some control over the otherwise feisty individual.&nbsp; He sighed a bit, "Y'zandre! Come forward."&nbsp; The young master called out and a rather large beast man slave stepped forward.&nbsp; The Wolf wore only a fundoshi, had a large single edged broadsword and a cross shaped scar on it's forehead.&nbsp; The Wolf was eastern that was obviously from the clothing fashion.&nbsp; But he was a tall seven foot behemoth with an executioners blade.&nbsp; The Wolf answered, "yes, young master?"&nbsp; The young man, smiled, "remain there in case things go south."&nbsp; He said keeping the guard there for the sheer purpose of intimidation.&nbsp; The Seven foot Wolf Beast-man wore a black leather collar around his neck. The mark of a slave himself.&nbsp; But unlike the iron ones this one was tough but didn't damage the skin. <br><br>The Young man, walked up to the Merchant, he took another two thousand out of the wallet and held it out to him, "There, two thousand for the book.&nbsp; That would mean you've earned fourteen thousand in total.&nbsp; Full Price for the red binding and the white one."&nbsp; He could see the gleam of the merchant's smugness and the grin from his slimy face made a bad impression on the young master.&nbsp; Surely he could do without this memory, and sure enough, he would.&nbsp; "Y'zandre, have Marcus bring the horse drawn wagon around.&nbsp; These kids are too weak to walk all the way back to the villa."&nbsp; He said as he waited for the merchant to bring the book.&nbsp; The young man, received the book and walked away from the merchant, "pleasure doing business with you." <br><br>He said in a very irritated manner.&nbsp; Of course it was an irritation having to buy something of such low value from a merchant he'd just dissed into the ground.&nbsp; Holding the book under his arm, he and the 4 slaves entered into the carriage.&nbsp; The Large Wolf climbed onto the back of the wagon.&nbsp; The Young master had Y'zandre next to him, and the four youths sat on the opposite side of the carriage, "Marcus take us back to the villa, we need to clean them up, they need a bath, grooming and to be checked by a doctor."&nbsp; He said as he sat there he could see the silver haired man staring at the book.&nbsp; "Forgive me but as an insurance, I'm going to hold onto this until you've been cleaned up and checked.&nbsp; Once that is done I'll return it to you.&nbsp; It's a common worry for owners to give items of worth to their servants lest they flee with it, please understand."&nbsp; He said as the wagon pulled away from the market.<br><br>wagon (https://ruralheritage.com/nutrail/nutrail03.jpg)<br>Y'zandre (https://e621.net/post/show/423152/2013-abs-anthro-athletic-biceps-big_muscles-bulge-)<br><br>OOC: I'll leave how small or medium sized the villa looks and feels to you :)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>16-05-2016, 20:05:38</strong>
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				The white haired man nodded to his new master, "I understand, sir. Though you should know that I do not plan to leave the others. I know this probably doesn't mean much to you since I am of lower standing, but I chose to be here in order to protect them as best I can. My book is where my power comes from. I am powerless without it." The two blue sashed boys huddled close together and the red sashed boy clung to the white haired boy's arm. Clearly he was like an older brother to them, "I know it isn't customary for a slave to give his proper name to his master, but I wish for you to know that mine is Aaron. I dont expect you to use it, but there it is. The young one is Danny, and the other two are Andy and Elijah." <br><br>Aaron wrapped an arm around Danny's shoulder and sort of half smiled up at you as he said, "Thank you... for taking us away from that place."<br><br>They soon arrived at the villa, a small house seated near a cliff that looked as if a fall from it could kill even Y'zandre. There was a rickety wooden fence near the cliff, clearly meant to keep people from going near it. As the four slaves climbed out of the carriage the red-headed boy with the blue sash fell to the ground. Aaron jumped after him immediately and helped him up, "Are you okay, Andy?" Andy nodded and half smiled as he stood back up, a small cut that was on his left knee opened back up and started oozing down his leg. Andy gasped and covered it instantly trying to hide it from you. He knew that you already thought he was damaged goods and didn't want to seem any more useless to the man that had essentially rescued him.<br><br>What Will You Do?<br><br>Danny: <br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6b/Danny_Hazel.jpg)<br><br>Andy:<br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b5/Andy_Green.jpg)<br><br>Elijah:<br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b4/Elijah2.png)<br><br>Aaron:<br>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Aaron_copy.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>16-05-2016, 20:52:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://safebooru.org//images/175/cdf1b5688189ab9c545e96c13664feae5bc6e365.jpg?175232)</div><br><br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<span style="font-family: comic sans ms;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">V</span></span>incent rode the carriage alongside Y'zandre gripping the book tighter as they made their way up the hill.&nbsp; "I'll have to apologize to you.&nbsp; I may have bought you from that place, but I too am a merchant, I don't often deal in human lives, but I was telling the truth when I mentioned slaves being an investment.&nbsp; I truthfully didn't like that guy, he was scum, that much is certain.&nbsp; But just because you got away from him, doesn't mean it will be all roses and happy endings.&nbsp; You'll have to earn your keep, but, worry not it will not be for free.&nbsp; You will have income, small as it might be, it's still more than you are probably used to having.&nbsp; The villa is up ahead, we'll get you cleaned up and looked at, and depending on how that goes, I'll be able to determine what kind of jobs you can work."&nbsp; &nbsp;He said as the villa came into view.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;The young master watched the boys climb out of the wagon, and he inquisitively noticed the blood stain the boy's legging, but he looked away as he saw how hard he was trying to cover it up, "Y'zandre, you can return to Father now, thank you for being my escort."&nbsp; He said as he watched the large wolf bow and leave his side.&nbsp; As&nbsp; the wolf walked away, 'someday I'll buy him back from father.' he muttered to himself.&nbsp; Before making his way inside with the other boys in tow.&nbsp; "Marcus!"&nbsp; The butler who was riding the carriage alongside the coachman, stepped forward, he had a standard butler attire and he was much older than everyone else, appearing to be in his mid 50s. The man bowed his head, "yes, Young Master?"&nbsp; The older man waited on him, "have the maids give these boys a bath, and have the doctor on hand patch them up.&nbsp; Have the tailor prepare some low cost cheap clothing.&nbsp; They at least deserve that much.&nbsp; "When they are done and dressed have them come to the study."&nbsp; The butler lowered his head and nodded, "Right away young master, by your leave."&nbsp; He said moving to the side and standing aside of them.&nbsp; The maids then gathered and shimmied the four boys off to get bathed and cleaned up.<br><br>Marcus (http://orig08.deviantart.net/10b9/f/2014/034/3/a/clarity_of_mind_by_marureenu-d74z34c.png)<br>Older boy's Clothing (http://g01.a.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1AGrwJFXXXXXYXVXXq6xXFXXXG/APH-Axis-Powers-Austria-Hetalia-Cosplay-Costume-Custom-size-.jpg)<br>Danny's clothing (http://www.cosplaysuperdeal.com/images/detailed/5/Axis_Power_Hetalia_Ukraine_Cosplay_Costume.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>17-05-2016, 04:33:14</strong>
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				When the boys were taken inside and were about to be split up to take their baths separately Aaron barred his teeth daringly at the workers, "The boys stay with me..." He ground out though his gritted teeth. He'd spent too long trying to protect them that he couldn't bear to to have them leave his sight now in a strange new environment. "We can either all bathe together or we can go one at a time, but they are not leaving my sight until I am certain we are safe. The master's display at the docks were one thing but this is new territory for us."<br><br>"A..Aaron maybe we should just listen to them. I don't want to start any trouble..." Andy whimpered in a small voice.<br><br>"It's dangerous but it might be better just to do what the man says for now... to avoid issues later..." Elijah said nodding in agreement toward Andy then turning back to Aaron.<br><br>"I don't want you to leave my sight. At the very least not until I have my book and I can put protections around you. I didn't have the chance when we were in that man's possession but now I think I might have a chance..." Aaron gripped his hands into fists, "I won't fight, but I won't allow you all to be put in any danger." He looked to one of the servants, "Is there a large room or something that we can all bathe in? I don't mean to be a bother but we're all a little scared and worried..."<br><br>Danny simply stayed quiet keeping close to Aaron. He held fast to the older boy's hand but kept watch of the servants that were escorting them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>17-05-2016, 18:33:49</strong>
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				The Butler and the Maids stood within the wall, "I apologize, youth, but, there is also another reason why we must separate you, we must check their independence to work in an environment, if that is a problem, and you cause a ruckus.&nbsp; You'll cause trouble for the young master, and if you make it an issue, there are circumstances where slaves are even sold to 'the mines.'&nbsp; A place with very low survival rate.&nbsp; I believe the young master said it earlier, buying slaves is an investment."&nbsp; Marcus took his reading glasses from his chest pocket and placed them on his eyes.&nbsp; "While you believe that being saved by the young master is a godsend.&nbsp; I'm afraid, that your hopes of being treated like humans once again, isn't going to happen.&nbsp; You must earn that rite by doing work.&nbsp; &nbsp;The kind of work you do will be determined by your Independence, physical bodies, physical strength, and even your libido should it become necessary."<br><br>The butler said as he walked up to Aaron and pressed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, "It's quite commendable that you wish to protect them, but you will not be able to be with them all the time, Danny alone is underage, the work he can do is limited, most likely, he will be made to become a cook's apprentice or a trainee butler.&nbsp; But all of you are overage, you can be had to use various things.&nbsp; All of which you will hear from the Young Master, worry not, we shall re-unite you 4 again in the study once your individual checkups are complete.&nbsp; So please for the sake of your own and the young master, please do not cause any troubles."&nbsp; He took a step back and 4 maids stood on standby, Each of the for maids were determined to have them go into 4 different rooms.&nbsp; "At the very least take it kindly that you will be scrubbed and cleaned thoroughly by a pretty woman."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>17-05-2016, 21:37:35</strong>
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				Aaron tightened his fist and shook his head, "Pretty women don't matter to me, but I suppose we don't have a choice at this point. I will go with you..." He resigned himself and let go of Danny's hand going to one of the maids and turning back to the other boys, "This shouldn't take too long. Be safe..." They boys all split up and went into the separate rooms. Once inside his room Aaron sighed and turned around to the woman, stripping off his shorts and sash, "Well... shall we get this over with?"<br><br>Elijah sighed and went into his room calmly and with a slight air of confidence around him, "What first?"<br><br>Andy blushed and filed into his room. He shuffled his feet slightly trying to hide the injury on his knee from immediate view. "I...I'm sorry..."<br><br>Danny silently followed the woman into his separate room and removed the sash from his arm before the woman could say anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 21:37:58</strong>
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				The four maids waiting at each of the four rooms waited on hand for the four boys to split up.&nbsp; There was four girls in general, one brunette with glasses, one blonde, black hair and one red-head.&nbsp; Each one of different heritage, and like everyone else wore a collar.&nbsp; Still they seemed very 'professional' about what they were doing.&nbsp; The four each individually closed the door with whatever male entered it, thus completely separating them from one another.&nbsp; They locked the door and slipped the key somewhere underneath their clothing, so as to prevent trouble for the young master and for Marcus.&nbsp; The person in charge of the four of them.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Red Maid~ (http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/89/b3/89b3354f3973fa81159b45bcce1e73e8.png?2800765)</span><br>The the red headed girl, walked over to the tub in front of Elijah, a bath filled with warm water, and a chair in front of him.&nbsp; A small portable tray on a table, had a first aid kit, and various other things like a syringe with a type of drug for numbing pain, on it as well.&nbsp; "Please remove all your garments, and make a complete three hundred and sixty degree rotation, in other words, if you don't happen to know math, please face me and spin around slowly until you face me again.&nbsp; Once that is done, I will see to washing you; thoroughly and then treating your very apparent bruises.&nbsp; Then I will teach you how to dress yourself and we will move you back to the main room, where the others are.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Ebony Maid~ (http://gelbooru.com//samples/0c/cd/sample_0ccd93d5fdff1a36830ff0a586b80a68.jpg?3073740)</span><br>The woman with black hair stood up with a very big sisterly and gentle smile, she was in front of Danny.&nbsp; She smiled and seemed very welcoming, "Mister, Danny was it?&nbsp; Please take off all your clothes, and throw them in this basket won't you?"&nbsp; She asked him quite nicely.&nbsp; "Oh, my if you are that embarrassed in front of me, I'll blush."&nbsp; She smiled at his reaction, "You'll get new clothes after we are done, so please get undressed and allow me to check your body for injuries before we start your bath.&nbsp; The sooner your bath is done and your wounds are cleaned up, the sooner we get you dressed and back to your friends." She smiled and seemed to have this trust that you could have in her.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Blonde Maid~ (http://gelbooru.com//images/15/6d/156dd962ee4eed0a1513b543c1dab9dc.jpg?3173600)</span><br>In front of Andy was the blonde girl, she seemed happy go lucky kind of ditzy.&nbsp; "Heya, I'm Diana, I'll be takin care of ya today, mista.&nbsp; Please take care of me."&nbsp; She said posing with one eye closed and her tongue out to the side.&nbsp; She seems very energetic to Andy.&nbsp; "Don'tchu worry about wounds and stuff, I heard the master say damaged goods, but don't worry, damaged goods aren't always unwelcomed.&nbsp; After all, most slaves are damaged in some way by slavers.&nbsp; We maids are no exception."&nbsp; She said as she pulled up her sleeves and showed scars on her wrists from attempted suicides.&nbsp; "The young master wasn't the one who caused me to do this. He took care of us as long as we did what we were asked.&nbsp; So take solace in that and undress.&nbsp; Let me get a good look at you and we'll go from there.&nbsp; But that bleeding looks nasty, so after you undress take a seat on the chair so I can clean you up proper."&nbsp; She giggled.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Brown Maid~ (http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/98/8c/988c0644e3d5684af04c3d42078c6723.jpg?857975)</span><br>The last remaining maid was with Aaron, she had pointed ears, and brown hair, she wore glasses.&nbsp; She could sense his irritation, she was trying very hard not to be scared of him for many reasons.&nbsp; He was far older than her after all.&nbsp; She might be physically overpowered by him if he so chose to assault her.&nbsp; "U..uhm sir, please remove your ra...clothes and show me your body, I have to check for bodily wounds and injuries, if you have cuts and bruises I won't be able to give you a bath and will have to use a sponge so as to not irritate the wounds.&nbsp; Scowling at the door won't make this process any faster.&nbsp; If you simply comply and do as I say quickly, we can have you cleaned up, dressed and back with your friends in no time.&nbsp; So uhm, please?"&nbsp; She seemed very skittish, she was of course a half-elf.&nbsp; A commodity among slaves something fairly rare as humans rarely get their hands on elven slaves much less breed them.&nbsp; As such they are treated quite harshly before they find a good master if they find one.&nbsp; &nbsp;So seeing human men like Aaron, they're always quite cautious not to be assaulted.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AlexanderFrost</strong> on <strong>05-06-2016, 02:05:01</strong>
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				Elijah nodded and removed the sash from his arm and did a full turn slowly so the maid could inspect him. He shrugged and looked over to her. He didn't have very many bruises but the ones he did have were angry and purple. "I don't get into much trouble. I'm usually the one to avoid confrontation; I just have a smart mouth sometimes..." He admitted.<br><br>Danny shook his head as he looked down a little, "D...Daniel..." He muttered slightly as he put his sash in the basket. He didn't seem to be shy, just more of an uncomfortability speaking. When he did speak his voice was rather odd sounding, like he had a thick accent that was hard to place. He avoided eye contact with the woman as he did a little spin for her to show off his bruises and cuts.<br><br>Andy smiled slightly at the ditzy woman. He nodded to her, but kept what the master had said in the back of his mind though, and managed to keep his hope at bay at least for now. He pulled off the sash and blushed as he stood naked in front of the woman. "Do...You want to check me out now? I can... show you the worst ones if you want...Ma'am..." His manners were more than most young people who were in this situation, but could still use a little work.<br><br>Aaron's voice was smooth and calming as he responded to the woman, "I have no intention to hurt you, my dear. I will comply and get this over with quickly so as to return to the others. You don't have to be afraid of me." There seemed to be a quality in his voice that spoke of honesty and kindness. Aaron never wanted to hurt anyone at all. He just wanted to protect the other boys, and was willing to do whatever was necessary to do so. He stood there naked in front of the woman and pointed out the worst of the bruises on his torso and arms and neck. There were two lascerations on his back near his right shoulder blade that looked like they were already on the mend. Other than that he was clear of any injuries.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Create Your Own Roleplay: The Slave Market (DarkMachinations x AlexanderFrost)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkMachinations</strong> on <strong>08-06-2016, 17:56:33</strong>
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				<span class="bbc_u">~Red Maid~ (http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/89/b3/89b3354f3973fa81159b45bcce1e73e8.png?2800765)</span><br>The red headed girl walked over to him and pulled up a chair.&nbsp; She didn't even flinch in regards to his naked body.&nbsp; She had a very empty set of eyes as she opened the first aid kit on the tray, she took out several gauze pads and poured some rubbing alcohol into a bowl.&nbsp; "Come closer."&nbsp; She said waiting for him to get close.&nbsp; She dipped a gauze pad into the bowl and forced the boy to sit down getting a pretty good look at all the bruises and dried blood on his face.&nbsp; "This may sting a bit."&nbsp; She finished saying and began to rub the alcohol on any small cuts on his body.&nbsp; Though most were just bruises and dried blood.&nbsp; <br><br>At most it seemed like he had just scratches here in there.&nbsp; Still she used alcohol on them to disinfect it.&nbsp; Then after her procedure was done, "please wait a few minutes for the alcohol to dry."&nbsp; There after she helped him to his feet and over to the tub.&nbsp; She grabbed a large sponge, soaked it in water and soap and began to scrub him 'thoroughly' especially in the crack of his ass, his taint, and his junk.&nbsp; She scrubbed thoroughly his joints where his arms and legs bent and his arm pits.&nbsp; Behind his ears the edge of his jaw line, and the edge of his hairline for sweat oils "Alright you may now clime into the bath.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Ebony Maid~ (http://gelbooru.com//samples/0c/cd/sample_0ccd93d5fdff1a36830ff0a586b80a68.jpg?3073740)</span><br>The Big sisterly woman smiled and watched him do a little twirl, "My....Aren't you just the cutest little thing, I actually wish you were a girl, you'd look so nice in a dress."&nbsp; She smiled a bit at the youth.&nbsp; "Come come."&nbsp; She said as the boy approached her, she like her counterpart in one of the other rooms.&nbsp; cleaned up the boy's individual cuts, waited for them to dry and then used a sponge to clean him.&nbsp; She didn't know if he was the type to feel really naughty but she could see him blushing as she scrubbed his private areas.&nbsp; Then she reached up under the boy's forearms, and lifted him up and over the tub walls.&nbsp; "Alright have a nice relaxing time.&nbsp; Take as long as you like dear, make sure you wash thoroughly."&nbsp; She smiled.<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Diana: Blonde Maid~ (http://gelbooru.com//images/15/6d/156dd962ee4eed0a1513b543c1dab9dc.jpg?3173600)</span><br>Diana smiled with glee as she continued to wait on Andy to strip, when he finally revealed the cut on his knee, "oh no that looks bad.&nbsp; Andy, you need to sit, hurry hurry hurry."&nbsp; He said as he basically rushed him into a chair pulling the mobile tray over with all the fixings, "this looks like it hurts, have you been walking around all this time with this injury.&nbsp; That's not good it could've gotten infected.&nbsp; this may sting a bit alright?" She said really concerned for him. As she used a cotton ball and tweasers to hold the ball, he dipped it in the rubbing alcohol and dabbed it against the boy's knee.&nbsp; She could tell it stung.&nbsp; Once it was moist enough, she used several gauze pads to clean away the now moist blood.&nbsp; "Uhm, I can't fix this for you.&nbsp; Going to have to call the doctor to take care of you.&nbsp; We just don't have the necessary medicine to properly treat that.&nbsp; Andy do you mind waiting for the doctor with me?"&nbsp; She said and walked over to the door, "Marcus Marcus Marcus, please send for the doctor, I need him here."&nbsp; She made this over the top frantic arm waving motions.&nbsp; Obviously exaggerating, "he's knee has got a pretty big cut.&nbsp; I can't treat this properly." Marcus away'd himself as he went to fetch the doctor.&nbsp; While Diana kept the door closed, "it might take a bit longer to get you back to your 'friends?' but bare with it."<br><br><span class="bbc_u">~Brown Maid~ (http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/98/8c/988c0644e3d5684af04c3d42078c6723.jpg?857975)</span><br>the brunette maid was terrified all the more by Aaron trying to play it smooth.&nbsp; His smooth charismatic voice was like that of her first master who used those words to coerce her into slavery in the first place promising to be her sole owner only to fuck her on a stage and sell her out to the other would be masters.&nbsp; After all half-elves were commodities in this world, they retained the beauty of elves for many times human years.&nbsp; That said she was now more terrified by Aaron than before, slave or not, he was still a 'man.'&nbsp; That meant that he would always have an uphill battle concerned for these things.&nbsp; She patched him up quickly and placed a towel on the tray, "p....please take your bath,relax and use this sponge to scrub firmly in between your j...joints.&nbsp; Anywhere your body beds, s..so that area where your arms bend opposite your elbows, your arm pits, areas opposite your knees, the folds of your thighs to your p..pp..penis, and the lining between your 'butt.cc..cheeks.&nbsp; I'll be back to fetch you in 15 minutes." She said rushing out of the room and hiding on the other side of the door in fear.
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