Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet
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				Title: <strong>Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 00:24:20</strong>
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				Alright, we can begin in here with a quick introduction of characters and jump right in I suppose from there.<br><br>My character, the Master in this instance, is a Twenty One year old bachelor living in a house that his wealthy family purchased for him as a fixer-upper project and home for him. He's nearly six feet tall and handsome in a nerdy-athletic way. He's fairly muscular thanks to his work on the house and has a way with people that makes it easy to get what he wants from them. His voice is soft and sensual, the kind that could lull you to sleep or make you melt at the knees. His eyes are deep and dark blue, like an unknown ocean.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 01:18:29</strong>
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				My character, for this, is 18 year old servant girl. She tends to be a little timid, standing at five feet even she is a petite and tiny little thing by most peoples standards. She has excellent balance and is also pretty flexible, earning her the job of cleaning hard to reach places when assigned cleaning jobs. Her hair is a dark brown, most calling it black and her eyes are a vivid color of green. Her voice tends to come out softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>11-12-2009, 20:55:26</strong>
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				Given the circumstances, James found that he quite loved his home once he had put some work into it and he felt that it was missing something. He remembered growing up with servants always attending to everything and wondered if he would do the same thing his parents had and hire staff to tend to his home. It seemed somewhat lazy to him, but perhaps he could find a way for such a lifestyle to work for him.<br>He decided that he would acquire at least one person to live there and help him take care of it. What he had in mind changed, however, when he came across an ad in some flyers that had shown up on his doorstep that morning. Bond-servants, purchasable now from an offshore company dealing in human wares. Buy one of these servants and have a member of your household who will not leave or disobey you. <br>Thinking about it for a while, he concluded that nothing would suit his needs better. Someone trained to serve, owned by him, and capable of aiding him in his work there in his home. <br>He made a couple calls and soon enough met with a representative of the company who gave him a much better idea as to what he would be getting into with one of the bond-servants they were handling. What he ended up deciding on was one of the girls that they had listed as a pet and also as a cleaning servant. She would be his help and he wouldn't have to worry about her leaving for any reason other than his own choice to let her go. Perfect, he thought to himself, absolutely perfect.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 04:40:12</strong>
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				Mary found that she was happy more or less, sure others might look at her as an object to own, or even look down upon her since she wasn't ever truely free...barely a glorified slave. But Mary had never known freedom, so really how could she be sad over the lack of it? Just didn't make sense to her. Besides she wasn't mistreated too much, especially if she did a good job and did as instructed! The only part she hated about all of it was that every once in a while she'd be given to someone else...and she had to learn to call a new person Master...and a whole new set of rules.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 06:07:03</strong>
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				The representative made a couple more visits and talked with James at length about what it was he might need from them. In short order the man found a couple of girrls suited to his needs and agreed to bring them in one by one on trial visits to see how they fit for him. James found himself fond of the idea of trying them out first and seeing how things would go, and he had the money to cover it so nothing told him he should do otherwise. So it was that on his sixth house-call, the bond-servant representative came with a girl in tow. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 14:59:02</strong>
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				Mary disliked her current handler, he just irked her. But she did as he said and went with him whenever he took her to see a 'potential customer'. She was a small little thing and the last couple she had seen didn't like one thing or another about her. Mary figured that she might end up being stuck with this man. She hoped this new person liked her enough to want to keep her, so even as she followed her handler with her head bowed she prayed and hoped that this would be the one.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 19:03:16</strong>
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				Meeting his guests at the door, James greeted his new friend and the woman he had in tow behind him pleasantly. This was to be the first of his trial visits and he was anxious to find out how well things would work out for him with these bond-servants. As expected she was pretty well shy and withdrawn, so he didn't expect a very upbeat attitude from these people. It would have to be something he watched for, this depression. It seemed common in slaves, but he expected better from them. They may be in servitude against their will, but their will had little to do with it considering the fact that they had been such since birth. If they had a taste of freedom he'd have understood a longing for it, but that was not the case with them.<br>Plus, any girl would be lucky to be chosen to stay with him, for they'd have a chance to basically buy back their freedom over time if they behaved properly and worked hard. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 04:55:40</strong>
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				As the man opened the door she smiled shyly at him, by the way the Handler greeted him and by looking at him this was the potential customer. To Mary it was strange, most of the other people she was shown too had door men or something. She inwardly shrugged slightly, even if she ended up being his only servant if he got her away from this irksome man that was trying to pawn her off she would be happy.<br><br>She tried to covertly look into the house behind the man at the door, the place that she was probably going to start working...at least on a trial basis unless he found something wrong with how she looked or stood or anything.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 17:57:30</strong>
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				Upon inviting them in, he ushered them quickly to his living room where he had already prepared to interview her a little bit and see just what he was dealing with in his first girl. He did not plan to just take whatever this man threw at him and let him be on his way, he was going to get his moneys worth. The girl seemed well enough to him, if anything she seemed somewhat distant and in a way displeased with the representative. Perhaps they did not treat these girls as well as he'd hoped, or perhaps this man was just not the most fulfilling master, considering all the housecalls he'd already made to him alone he could only imagine how often this girl must have been left alone. <br>James sat down and waited for them to seat themselves, watching the girl intently for signs of discomfort or lack of confidence. He wanted someone who would be able to take care of herself in his patronage, he refused to have one of those sunken eyed drug addict girls that so many masters enjoyed having in harems aplenty. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 18:17:51</strong>
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				She remained silent as they moved into the house, into his living room, giving her a chance to finally get a good look at the place. She couldn't help but to look around a little as they walked, something the man beside her sometimes berated her about doing. As they reached the living room she watched the owner of the house and her handler seat themselves, she herself remained standing off to one side as she was trained to do. That was one of the many things she was first taught was never to sit without express permission from her master or the owner of the house, especially not while in front of guests and definitely not as a guest in someone else's home. As she stood there she couldn't help but to let her eyes wander to the man that she was hopefully to be sold to with more curiosity than she had while outside.
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				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 18:52:02</strong>
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				Quickly taking notice of the fact that she was well enough trained to not behave like a guest, he had an idea. He looked to her then and spoke in a calm and soft voice, "The kitchen is through the hall to your left, if you would kindly bring us the refreshments I forgot in there, i'd be most grateful," He smiled at her, waiting to see how she responded to her potential patron. <br>Leaving that alone, he went straight away back to the man he knew only by his title, the representative. "So is there anything I should know about this one that sets her apart from the others you're planning to bring me, or are they all the same?" He asked the man, genuine curiosity in his demeanor. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 19:13:24</strong>
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				She bowed to him as he finished speaking, "Yes sir." With that she walked from the room towards the kitchen, as soon as she was out of sight though she let her eyes wander around taking in everything she could, she smiled as she reached the kitchen. Her mother, what little she knew of her, was a cook of some kind. It was because of this and the fact that she was genuinely fascinated by cooking that she always felt comfortable in a kitchen. Admittedly she knew very little of cooking, this was mostly because she was mostly assigned as a Maid, only in recent years being seen as 'old enough' to be trusted in the kitchen. What little she knew she had picked up in secret, her single rebellion. Her eyes quickly searched for the refreshments he mentioned quickly picking them up she carried them back towards the living room.<br><br>Her Handler looked at the man and shrugged, "She is an excellent maid, I'm sure you are aware of her size, while it means she can't move furniture without help that another might, she has shown to be able to slip into the smallest of places. She certainly has other uses around a manor or home such as yours, even ones of a more....baser and physical origin. Though as far as I know she's not been touched really in that regard...she seems to be a sharp learner, even picking up some cooking which she believes she pulled off in secrecy."<br><br>As Mary returned to the Living room she placed the refreshments in front of the man and her handler bowing again. Normally she would return to other duties unless instructed otherwise, but as this was not her master's or her handler's home, she stood off to the side again, waiting for the man to give her more instructions, to be left here with him, or to be taken away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 19:54:51</strong>
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				Noting the response time and how easily she performed the task, James knew then that he was definitely dealing with a well-trained girl. She seemed fairly shy but it nearly flickered away once she had something to do, so he could safely assume that the shyness would pass. Perhaps this one had a good chance after all. He returned his thoughts to the representative and the conversation they were having. "Alright, that sounds fairly adequate. Perhaps I'll keep her for a time and call you in two days to confirm a yes or no? You may return and collect her at that time if she's unsatisfactory, or perhaps find an offering price waiting instead. Time will tell, yes?" He smiled, getting up from his seat. <br>He had ideas for her, ways to test how she would do in his home. Most of them would depend on how she reacted and what she did when things came into effect quickly and without expectation. He would surprise her with a few things and guage his decision from that. <br>Holding his hand out to the representative he initiated a close to the deal and saw him to the door, agreeing upoin a time for his next visit and the terms of her stay in short order. With her handler gone, he returned to find her in the living room. "You like cooking. What do you cook?" HE began his interview with her, setting out to find out more about her and her training from the best place to get such information. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 20:42:37</strong>
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				Her feelings were taken through a roller coaster in the past few minutes, first she was in slight shock that he actually wanted to keep her on a trial basis, that normally meant that unless she did something incredibly stupid she was going to get sold! Which led her to her second emotion, happiness! She was going to have a good (she hoped) Master again and be away from the Irksome Handler, and she'd have actual tasks to do! And then came his statement and question, which led her back to shock and then on to horror. The look she gave him could easily have been described as 'Deer stuck in headlights'. She wondered how he knew, which if he knew then that meant her old master and handler knew....she then considered lying, seeing if this was just a bluff...or a guess...she did spend a little too long in the kitchen, but no if he really did know and she tried to lie it would end badly....She sighed softly and gave him a defeated look, "I...I don't like cooking sir....I love it....and I can cook only basic meals...easy things....spaghetti, soups,&nbsp; steaks, stuff like that...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 23:45:04</strong>
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				He laughed a little when she seemed almost defeated by his question. He could tell that something bothered her when people considered anything about her. It made sense, considering the conditions in which she'ed lived as a bond-servant. One wrong move and some fussy master or mistress would give you the boot and you'd be back in the hands of the agency with no real way to tell when or if you'd get a decent go at life.<br>He sympathized with her a little but still forced himself to see her as an object, as she was to be. "Well perhaps you'll have a chance to learn more of that here during your study time. It would be a waste to not have you learn anything you might have a chance at excelling in. I would take full advantage of your services, Miss," He regarded her again, looking her over skeptically.<br>"Do you have a name, or is that my decision?" He asked, suddenly unsure of protocol again. It would be a trick learning all of what he needed to, but he would fair well enough if he just kept his authority about him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryhana</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 14:06:01</strong>
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				She smiled at him brightly and nodded, "Th-thank you sir...." His question threw her off guard. Was he joking? Testing her? or was he honestly new to actually owning a servant like her? She looked at him and tilted her head a little, "It is your decision what to call me...whether the name I was given at birth....or something else..." She answered as best she could, as far as she had been raised her current master had control of her life, which meant her name as well. If he was new to this then she might be able to get picked to stay easier! this made her smile just a little more. She then blushed and looked around slightly, "Is....is there anything hat I could do for you?" She was unsure if he still wanted to ask her questions or if he had some task for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ryhana-Adamska//Lifestyle of a Pet</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Adamska James</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 04:23:15</strong>
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				"I think perhaps your given name will do fine, Mary," He said then, relaxing into the couch. Thinking about the things that he could get her to do in the meantime while he prepared to test her he came up with a decent plan. "Why don't you go ahead and get accustomed to the kitchen and try making something of your chosing for dinner." Her task was clear and it would be a fine trial of her skills in cooking and adapting to new surroundings.
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