From Princess to Pet
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				Title: <strong>From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>11-12-2013, 09:47:06</strong>
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				Tiana was born royalty. Her father, the king of Harnem, had been a good king, kind to his people and of course his family. Her mother, the high priestess and strongest dark fire sorceress in the land, had been serving by the Kings side for almost 15 years before Tiana was born. The first couple of years of Tiana's life were grand, befitting of the princess that she was. Soon disaster struck when Tiana's uncle sought to take the throne from her father. Battle raged and both Tiana's father and her mother were killed. Her nanny ran away with her for her own safety. She was put into an orphanage where she was raised by a woman who knew nothing of her lineage or the strange things that always happened when Tiana was around.<br>At the age of 18 she was sent out to find work and new lodging. Tiana found work as a serving wench in a small tavern on the outskirts of the village. She worked hard to earn lodging in the tavern as well as food. Saddly her job description as a serving wench was a lot more than just serving food and drink as she quickly discovered. She began having to "service" any customer that walked into the tavern and was seeking "a lady's company".<br>Three years into her services at the tavern she met a strange woman. She had stepped outside for a breath of fresh air and some quiet when it all went down. A woman smelling heavily of mead and muttering strange things staggered up to her. She began rambling about such a pretty face and how she could get a pretty penny for her one the market. The next thing she knew she felt a splitting pain her skull and everything went black. She awoke in a small cage, just big enough for her to stand in, and shackles on her wrists and ankles. She was surrounded by other cages and people, they looked like nobles and higher class citizens of nearby villages. Those who appeared higher class were walking around, examining different people and purchasing them like animals.<br>"I would like to have a closer look at cage 13 please." She looked up as her cage creaked open and a gaurd stepped inside to grab her chains.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Audric</strong> on <strong>11-12-2013, 22:07:01</strong>
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				The guard jerked her roughly from the cage, yanking on her chains in such a way to cause her to sprawl gracelessly across the ground, her nose mere inches from a pair of highly polished leather boots.&nbsp; So polished were the boots in fact, that she saw her own face staring back at her, filthy and bedraggled.&nbsp; Above those boots were a pair of leather pants cut tight to muscular legs, sweeping up to a large codpiece.&nbsp; Another jerk of her chains sent her chin down as she guard forced her to keep her eyes on the man's boots.<br><br>And then he spoke.&nbsp; His voice was a deep bass rumble spilling from his chest and assaulting the world like an avalanche.&nbsp; Cold and distant was his tone, clearly above the bustle of the slave market and the rabble that lived within it.&nbsp; <br><br>"She seems nearly broken.&nbsp; It will cost some coin to simply make her presentable again, much less training her.&nbsp; She hardly seems like she is worth the effort..."&nbsp; A pregnant pause then as the man loomed over her, the guard hurrying to reassure him.<br><br>"It was just a blow to the head Lord DuLac, and you can see she woke up.&nbsp; She will be fine Lord, and if she is not, I am sure you can be refunded for the purchase."<br><br>A scoff could clearly be heard as the boots slowly paced around her prostrate form with steady, even strides.&nbsp; Coming to loom above her once more, the boots paused.&nbsp; A strong hand gloved in the finest black suede against the cold slowly moved lower, grasping the chain around her neck and forcing her head up.. .up..... up.. until she could look into his face, his eyes.<br><br>Sharp aquiline features drew attention to icy blue eyes that all but glared at her from above.&nbsp; Neatly groomed black hair topped his features, contrasting with the pale white of his skin.&nbsp; Harsh and icy, hawkish and demanding the man appeared as he bade her simply.<br><br>"Would you serve me girl?&nbsp; Are you worth the effort, or shall I turn my eye elsewhere?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>12-12-2013, 12:08:34</strong>
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				Outrage filled her odd purple eyes as she looked up at him. To demand such a degrading thing of her, she spat at him and smiled in the most mocking of ways. Even filthy with the grime of the market her beauty was unmistakeable, in fact with her long flowing black hair and purple eyes, paired with the gentle ivory tone of her skin she bored a striking resemblance to the sorceress from years past. She struggled against his hold and the hold of the very chains that held her. "How about you go fuck yourself!" she snarled. She refused to be sold off like some common whore. She had noticed most people didn't want someone who fought, they didn't want to have to train a new little pet to keep on a leash.<br><br>She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I refuse to do what you demand of me you sick bastard" she snarled softly, she wanted to push him, to drive him off to save herself. She let her mind close off the feeling of pain and sorrow. She closed off her mind from the over abundance of turmoil that filled her soul, she didn't want to feel them, didn't want to know the terror of serving someone as their toy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Audric</strong> on <strong>12-12-2013, 22:05:35</strong>
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				A cold gleam flashed in his crystalline eyes as he gazed down at the cheeky slave.&nbsp; A cruel smile barely tugged at the corners of his mouth as he considered her for another long moment.&nbsp; An absent flick of his wrist directed the guard to drag her further along as he turned his back on her and simply walked away.&nbsp; As he did however his gloved hand removed a small leather pouch from his belt and tossed it to another guard as he took his leave.<br><br>"Go fuck myself... how... entertaining."<br><br>As he strode away, the guard followed with her in tow yanking and jerking as needed to force her to keep up.&nbsp; In fact, he would even bodily pick her up if it was needed, relying on his bulk to overcome the chained woman.&nbsp; Eventually the little procession stepped up to a circle that was inscribed on the ground, several iron rings set into the stone around it.&nbsp; The guard chained the woman to one of the iron rings and simply left, leaving her alone with the Baron who turned around to ponder her for a long moment.&nbsp; At length, he spoke.<br><br>"You have two choices at this point.&nbsp; First, you can come through the gate that I will open and come to my home.&nbsp; Second, you can stay here and be stripped naked and used by every single person that stops by here in the cold for an entire day, at which point I will return and claim you regardless.&nbsp; Which will it be?"<br><br>The options presented, he simply waited for her response, a hint of amusement sparkling in his chilly gaze.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 00:27:28</strong>
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				She fought hard against the tugs and demands of the guard who dragged her along as the man led the way. Once she was chained she glared up at the man who seemed so smug to own her. She didn't say a word though as he gave her her options, she only hung her head in heartbroken shame. "I...I'll come with you" she whispered softly her turmoil at being used as a trifle item filling her until it almost overflowed her heart. "Please, don't do this" she whispered hoping that if she tried to reach out to his humanity that he would see the error of his ways and set her free. She wasn't some broken little house pet, given a chance she would fight and flee but at the moment she was too heavily restrained to do anything other than accept the slightly lesser of two awful fates.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Audric</strong> on <strong>13-12-2013, 08:41:43</strong>
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				"It's good to see you have some sense about you, certainly more than some of the pitiful wretches at the market here.&nbsp; That is why I purchased you.&nbsp; In time, you will come to understand why intelligence is important to me."<br><br>With that he turned his back on her and approached the markings on the ground.&nbsp; Removing a powder from a pouch at his waist he sprinkled it over the circle before pacing around it counter-clockwise three times.&nbsp; Chanting the words of magic that can never be recalled, he concentrates for several moments before the air above the circle begins to shimmer.&nbsp; A moment later the scene above the circle changes from the side of a building that was there a moment before to a snow covered courtyard.&nbsp; A castle looms over the courtyard chill and forbiding though light spills from the small windows higher up on the wall.&nbsp; A stout oak door banded with iron stands closed at the top of a ramp leading from the courtyard.&nbsp; The Baron paces to his new acquisition and bends low, unfastening her chains from the ring.&nbsp; Letting the chains fall, he turns his back on her and paces towards the portal assuming she will follow.&nbsp; It was either that or suffer the alternative fate he had promised.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>27-12-2013, 09:31:45</strong>
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				Tiana sighed and reluctantly followed him to the portal. "You are a sick man." She growled. She felt nothing but contempt and disdain for the twisted man who had purchased her. She prayed for a miracle, for some sort of power to save her from her fate. She did not yet know it, but a power was already begining to stir, but not from where she would have expected.
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Audric</strong> on <strong>03-01-2014, 00:24:21</strong>
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				Once through the portal, the first thing to hit her was the cold.&nbsp; It was like a slap in her face, surrounding her and beginning to punish her mercilessly immediately.&nbsp; Gunthar did not seem to notice the cold.&nbsp; In fact, he didn't seem to show any emotion at all as he slowly turned towards her, pinning her with his sharp gaze.<br><br>"So, the rules are simple."&nbsp; His voice was a deep bass rumble sweeping over her frame like velvet, caressing her flesh with its resonance even as it's icy nature added to the chill of the air.<br><br>"If you please me, you will be rewarded.&nbsp; The more you please me, the better your rewards will be."<br><br>He paused a moment, allowing her to contemplate his words, letting the simple rule sink in as they stood out in the frigid courtyard.<br><br>"If you displease me, you will be punished."&nbsp; Another pause as he let the rule sink in.&nbsp; "If you displease me due to ignorance, your punishment will be light.&nbsp; If you willfully displease me, you will be severely punished."<br><br>"If at any time you wish to stop living by the rules, you may exit that gate."&nbsp; He pointed to a heavy wooden gate banded by steel that secured the courtyard from the world beyond.<br><br>"The nearest settlement is approximately a day's walk to the south."<br><br>Another pause as he allowed her to process, and ask questions if she wished.<br><br>"Do you understand the rules?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: From Princess to Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>03-01-2014, 05:39:38</strong>
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				She shivered and cringed at the sheer cold and glared up at him again. His rules made her roll her eyes and when she looked toward the gate she scoffed at him. "So basically it's a matter of do what you say or freeze to death." She held her head high, the bearing of a queen despite her status as an owned slave. "Yeah, that's very manly of you, sounds more like a child throwing a temper tantrum." she knew she would call his wrath upon herself with comments like this one but she didn't care. Very little was worse than what she had endured at the orphanage she had been raised in. The only thing that really got her were dungeon like areas, the cold, damp darkness surrounding her was enough to reduce her to a cowering mess. "I'll follow you but don't expect me to let go of who I am for the likes of you." She stated bitterly. "No man is worth losing myself for."
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