*A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)
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				Title: <strong>*A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>30-01-2014, 22:11:56</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James had found the book in his grandfather's study, not long after his grandfather had passed away. It was small and innocuous, hand made with leather with a small inscription of the family crest in it's binding. Yet if any government official had ever found out what it was, there would be metaphorical heads rolling, since it wasn't supposed to exist. Inside, he had found the breeding lines and info that his family had used to go about their business of slavery, before the law had been passed. It was a strong law, one that the son of a human who had married a furre had pushed with all of his effort, and managed to get past. It made slavery illegal overnight, and more than a few of the larger dens went dark that week. James' family of course had foreseen the outcome, and most of it was recorded in the book, just in case the law collapsed. <br><br>So it was that James found himself walking up a set of unfamiliar stairs in an apartment complex that was situated in the 'slums' of the city. For all of the works to abolish slavery over furres, humans had still found a way to subsidize the animalistic humanoids into a way of control, giving them 'cheap housing' which were mainly owned by humans. The book rested within the bag at his side, which thumped silently against his leg, aware of the family's bodyguard staying a single flight of stairs below him, ensuring that his charge was not assaulted in any way that James did not want.<br><br>Finally though, James reached the door that he wanted, faintly looking over a small notepad that had the information that he had managed to dredge up, the sixteen year old human with black hair standing at the slightly dingy door with the apartment number he had wrote down. Raising his gloved hand, he knocked softly at the door, noting that the door bell was ripped off a while ago, dropping his hand back down to his side, his lean, strong body wrapped in the wool overcoat that he had refused to remove even indoors, for he didn't know if he would he would find anyone there or not.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 01:17:13</strong>
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				The heat was out again, and Eva knew that despite paying her bill, it would be days before it came back on, the fate of furres in a slum low on the priority list. Someone at the utility company was probably making a joke about the "fuzzies" being able to keep warm themselves. She slid under a thin blanket, wrapping her delicate fingers around a mug of hot tea, and sighed softly.<br><br>She missed being cared for. She missed being valuable and special and...warm. She would never admit that, most of her kind would look at her with disgust, most of the humans with either a predatory look or pity, but there was a time when her price was ten times what she made at her miserable little retail job, a token thrown to her in the "Resettlement Act", even as she begged to stay with Master and Mistress, confused and frightened and promising to be good as she was collected.<br><br>Her head shot up as there was a knock on the door. She hadn't been expecting company, but the knock was too soft to be another police sweep. Rising, she went to the door, and the sight that greeted James was magnificent. Her coat had a shiny luster, pristine and matched with a full, healthy mane and tail. The short dress she wore did little to hide her tapered waist, the smooth curve of her hips, or her full, rounded breasts pressing slightly against the fabric. Her eyes were bright, clever and expressive - or would have been, if not for the fatigue in them. She was beautiful - a pure-bred pleasure slave from a long line of them, languishing in this hellhole.<br><br>For her part, she looked surprised. "I'm sorry can I...help you?" She looked around nervously. "This doesn't look like your kind of neighborhood."
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 03:05:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James' crystal green eyes looked at the mare with a slight appreciation, noting in his head why his grandfather had put down the personal note that her bloodline was his prize and glory among the equines that they owned. The bodyguard came close to the two, not quite behind his charge, but rather off to the side, his impressive size for a human intimidating most furres, and then there was the concealed weapon for all else. Jame noted that he came close, but knew that there wasn't a problem so he softly held his fingers in a particular way, saying that everything was okay. <br><br>"I have to admit, I am not normally in this part of the town... But I think that there is something that you can do for me..." He softly took out the book, softly flipping to a section that had been bookmarked. "I believe your name is Eva? But I do have a entry here that said that your name was once Evangline? A small smile graced his features as he looked up at the mare, his eyes observing her for any particular reaction that would give her away. "My grandfather was named Magnus..."<br><br>James himself only learned of that named from the journal itself, for his grandfather actually had a respectable name, but the fact was that he was known as Magnus for he owned one of the third largest slave dens in the world before the Act passed. Every now and then, among some of the wealthier families that slaves found their way back, albeit quietly, and given that his parents were mainly dead, and he was the only heir left despite a few of his cousins still living, thus why James always had a bodyguard. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 03:20:16</strong>
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				The mare stepped back slightly as his bodyguard approached, caution in her eyes - small groups of aggressive humans were rarely something that worked out well for a furre, especially a pretty female one. She halfway closed the door before he waved the man off and started speaking again, her natural attentiveness kicking in, leaving her listening as he explained he wasn't normally here.<br><br>Her eyes went wide when he said her name, and the blood drained from her face when he said 'Evangeline'. No one had called her that since...<br><br>She shook her head frantically, backing into the apartment, though she left the door open.<br><br>"I...please, I don't know anything. I never told anyone anything, none of the reporters who asked for things from pleasure girls, no one. Please, I've been good, I just want to live my life out. D...don't hurt me, please."<br><br>It was clear from her reply that she assumed he had tracked her down to hurt her, or worse...an impression not made better by the armed man beside him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 03:47:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Watched her scared expression, his hands raising up softly in a calming soothing fashion, walking into the doorway as she was backing up, his voice softly sending out calming shushing noises. "Easy, easy, easy... I am assuming from your reaction you are... But I am not here to hurt you. If I was, Mr. Gordon here would of been the only one coming here..." His hands softly shifted downwards, not quite stepping past the threshold of her door, looking around in the apartment but noting that it was nearly as cold as it was outside. His body shifted faintly as he looked at her his eyes focusing on her intently as he formulated his thoughts slowly, considering his next words. <br><br>"You know, some slaves of the past, they loved going towards freedom... But, there were a few that didn't like it." His feet shifted slightly as he looked down at the floor of her apartment. "May I come in? Mr. Gordon will remain outside..." There was little deception in his eyes as he looked at her, fully and confidently as his grandfather had always taught him to do, raising James up as a future master, if those times would ever return. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 06:23:49</strong>
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				She shrank from men like him. It was how she had been trained, how she had been raised, how she had been <em>bred</em>. A commanding human voice, that confident assertion that of course she would do what he wanted and it was all she could do not to sink down to the floor on her knees.<br><br>Her retreat halted, and she seemed to calm someone, at if believing that, at the very least, if he was going to have her shot he would have done it by now. She hesitated however at letting him in, and from her glances around the room, he might guess that it was embarrassment about her surroundings rather than anything else.<br><br>"Y...yes, I'm sorry, please come in." She opened the door wider, stepping back to let him pass, before shutting the door behind him. "I'm sorry I reacted the way I did it's just that name...it's been hard." She bit her lip, looking around her pathetic, freezing apartment. "May I make you some tea?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 07:12:54</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James smiled in a perfectly normal manner, one that denoted that he was a bit more mature than his apparent age as he walked into the apartment, taking his leather gloves off gently, before stowing them into his jacket. His eyes now fully roamed around the small apartment, even looking into the doorway that probably lead to her bedroom. He did this all with little to no time in all reality, before his eyes looked back at Evangeline, a soft smile gracing his features, like that of a man that knew exactly what position he was in, and where she would be amidst all of that. Quickly, he determined all of the possibilities that he could anticipate from his visit, not quite sitting down as he wasn't truly planning to be there long, and the fact was he didn't want to say this in public, even with the influence the family name had. <br><br>"Evangeline... I found my grandfather's book some time ago, and did some prioritizing, particularly since I am more or less the only heir left of my grandfather's legacy... And I have to admit, from what I have heard of the times before my own, you would of been much better off. So, thinking on that, I have decided to go about <em>hiring</em> a new staff, and chiefly among those, is a personal assistant... She would be well taken care of, regardless of species, but would be required to do whatever I command..." He walked around the apartment, using the movement as an excuse to basically look at the well developed mare, already imagining the sensual pleasures that could be had of her body. "What would you say if such an opportunity was presented to someone like you?"</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 07:23:27</strong>
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				The tea forgotten as he paced around the room, she stood still while he spoke of his grandfather's book - a book she was detailed in - and his musings about reigniting a legacy. She closed her eyes, and she noticed she had assumed a slightly more...accessible...pose. Back arched slightly to showcase her chest, head bowed, legs slightly apart.<br><br>"W...would you like me to take off my dress?" It wasn't sarcastic, but a genuine question - he was clearly undressing her with his eyes, would it make it any less demeaning if she stood before him naked? She listened to his offer, turning it over in her mind. She would go back to those dark days, when she was a thing, a toy to be passed around, to be used. But she had had value then, had been cherished. Had known what she was doing with her life - pleasing her owners, however she could.<br><br>"Will you be honest with me?" She paused for a moment, waiting for him to assent. "Am I being hired, or am I giving myself to you? And am I really going to be a personal assistant or..." she closed her eyes. "Am I just a personal pet?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 07:45:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James let her question go unanswered, yet nodded to her at her second listening to her question and even watching her body language as she did so. He was hiding his true intentions behind flowered words, for even in a little apartment such as hers, the walls did in fact have ears. Stepping close up to her, his left softly touched her side, wrapping around it in the way that he had been shown and practiced on some various others in the past, a commanding touch, one that would gauge her reactions.&nbsp; Leaning forward, he whispered softly into her ear, yet the words had a power of command about them. "The question is... What do you really want out of life? A cold apartment where you are demeaned into a life of non value, or a life where you wake up covered in silk sheets, and the man beside you is all you have to concern yourself with..." <br><br>Stepping away, his hand softly withdrew from her side as he took his gloves back out, slipping them on. "My offer stands... I will be waiting out in my car for the next ten minutes, if you don't come out and let yourself in, I guess I will know your answer." Lifting the book, he softly nodded to her, gently turning as he let himself out, a soft motion of his fingers as he and his bodyguard left, their shoes clacking in the quiet stairway. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 07:56:37</strong>
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				She shivered at his touch, taut like a bowstring, and if he had told her to take off her dress and kneel right there, she probably would have. But she knew it wasn't just silk sheets and a single man to please. It was being passed around at parties, it was sobbing as he hurt you because he had a bad day, knowing it wasn't your fault but that that didn't matter. It was being ready for his pleasure, no matter how tired or worn out or sore you were.<br><br>But it was being warm. It was having value. It was someone stroking her mane at the end of the day, telling her she had been a good little mare, and it made the pain and the soreness and the humiliation all okay.<br><br>Five minutes after he left, wearing nothing but her thin dress, she walked out into the snow, opened the door to his car, and slipped inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 08:10:15</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James sat in the warm leather interior, free from his overcoat and one of his main jackets, the limousine standing out like a sore thumb in that part of the town. He was looking at the book, and a few other of his grandfather's entries, noting that above all else, that if he was to continue his grandfather's legacy, he would have to continue what bloodlines remained. He had two that had already turned him down, for they did not react like she had. But as long as he had one of the things that his grandfather essentially left him, he could start again, though perhaps on a smaller more secretive scale. <br><br>Green eyes watched as she opened the door, entering into his car as he smiled and nodded to her ever so faintly. A soft gesture was given as his bodyguard started driving, the apartments soon disappearing from the windows as they moved into a slightly more industrialized part of the city. "Glad you could join me my dear..." His hand softly undid his slacks with a lazy gesture of his fingers, slipping down his slacks ever so softly, revealing his nicely endowed length to her. "I believe you already know what I want from you..." A hand softly reached up to run his fingers into her mane, his fingers sliding into it gently, tips of his fingers rubbing at the back of her neck. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 08:21:43</strong>
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				She didn't say anything as she slipped into the car, sitting on the seat opposite him, though she bowed softly at his nod of acknowledgement, and seemed to take a moment to savor the heat of his vehicle. She watched her apartment disappear, her eyes turning to him when he spoke, and undid his pants.<br><br>"Yes Sir. May I have the answers to my questions?" It was a request, not a demand, and she slid smoothly to her knees in front of him, shivering at the long forgotten sensation of a free human's hands in her mane as she took his cock into her mouth, her tongue dancing over the underside to tease the tip as she drew her lips further down on him, taking him fully into her muzzle until her nose pressed against his torso, only then beginning to bob her head in long, languid strokes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>31-01-2014, 23:56:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Trembling softly, James felt the familiar control of a woman who was trained, gasping softly as his cock was drawn into her muzzle. His hips shifted as he found a better position to sit in, his cock firming up quickly within Evangeline's mouth, as he softly ran his fingers softly along the sides of her jaws, answering her question since it was pertinent to their relationship. "You are mine. In every way and form. Yet you will be my assistant as I find others from my grandfather's legacy. You will look over them, as they will be the main draw to those of influence and power... The only ones that will have you will be myself, and the few I choose." <br><br>His hips shifted as his hands left her head to gently push his slacks down to his knees, James' cock throbbing joyously within the heated warmth of her muzzle, nearly at full arousal as he at his age put more than a good number of other human males to shame. He would never be like a true stallion, but he had more than enough to share for being a human, his cock starting to leak the first beads of precum into her mouth.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>04-02-2014, 06:00:55</strong>
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				She had been <em>exceedingly</em> well trained, and as a bred pleasure girl, it was not a skill easily forgotten with just a few years of freedom. She let up a small groan as he shifted his hips, his cock soon hardening, the strong, lean muscles of her muzzle sucking skillfully on him, bobbing her head up and down as she worked the length of his shaft, her tongue continuing to rub eagerly at him, shivering at the feeling of his hands on her, a man's hands on her where they belonged, with her on her knees, a piece of property.<br><br>Her tongue flicked over the tip to lick away the small spot of pre-cum, drawing him fully into her mouth, her wide, soft eyes looking up at him for approval. While he wasn't a stallion, she had been meant to be a human's pleasure slave, and her holes - all of them - were sized accordingly. Most stallions, if they took interest in her slender form, were uncomfortable partners for her, though she made do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Dark Unknown One</strong> on <strong>06-02-2014, 17:53:17</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">James closed his eyes, his fingers softly playing along Evangeline's jaw and face, reveling in the unique sensation that the mare provided to him, for he had had blowjobs before but never from a furre, and the way they could just simply take him in such a unique way was an interesting revelation to him. Suddenly, he realized why it was that his grandfather had amassed such a fortune off of his furre's, and already wondered if he could do the same if he managed to get at least a portion of his grandfather's original slaves. His hips rolled into her mouth as he let out an audible moan, his hips shifting and dragging against the leather interior of the seats in the limousine, his cock throbbing once again to release another small burst of precum.&nbsp; <br><br>His eyes opened to find her own staring into them, his hands softly running down her neck as he spoke softly, guiding her off of his length. "Oh that is lovely Evangeline... But now I want to really know how it feels to be in such a wonderful body..." His hands softly guided her up faintly, as he kicked his shoes off and removed his slacks from his legs, his cock bouncing at the same time, before motioning for her to climb up into his lap. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: *A Time of No Slavery* (The Dark Unknown One x CopperLily)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CopperLily</strong> on <strong>07-02-2014, 02:52:06</strong>
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				She sucked quietly for a long time, a wet sound escaping her lips as she pleasured him, lost in the task as he stroked her face. How long had it been since she had done this? How many rides has she taken like this, on the floor of an expensive town car? Or left as a gift in an expensive hotel suite, or on the marble floor of a men's room in a posh lobby?<br><br>He seemed to enjoy her attentions as she lavished her skill on him, letting herself be lifted from his cock, her mouth coming free with a soft, wet pop as she crouched, climbing onto the bench, her legs spread wide as she slowly lowered herself onto his waiting cock, letting out a soft, happy moan.
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