The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)
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				Title: <strong>The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 02:04:15</strong>
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				People crowded around each cage, bidding and trying to touch the pets. It was so loud that one couldn't hear himself think. Some of the pets were sleeping through the loud noise. Other were looking like they were going to pee themselves. <br><br>I on the other hand was just sitting in the middle. My cage was bigger then the rest because I bit. Hard. I was curled up. Glaring, but on the inside I was scared. I knew one day that someone was going to not care that I looked intimidating and buy me anyway. I took deep breathes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreamlandDenizen</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 02:46:14</strong>
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				Richard was shopping for a new pet. His last one he had given to a friend as a birthday present, after training it completely of course. He was quite well known in his circle as a great trainer. Often times people would give him their pets whenever they were having a problem with it's behavior and leave it to him to straighten them out. <br><br>To be honest Richard enjoyed the process of training, only it always tended to be over too quickly. These days pets would submit totally to his will after just a few short days. He missed the old days when he was inexperienced and naive, the days when training a pet took weeks at least and he had to come up with new innovative techniques, new ways to cause it pain. He smirked nostalgically at the thought.<br><br>He walked amongst the cages, looking at the pets as he went. Some were quite beautiful but their timid expressions turned him off. He stopped at one that was sleeping and looked it over for a moment before moving on. Finally he came to a large cage housing a pet glaring at those around her. There was a warning sign nearby warning not to reach into her cage. A smile spread across his face. The fact that she was nearly half the price of the others was just icing on the cake.<br><br>He crouched in front of her cage looking in at her. Her breast seemed supple, at least. She looked to be in good health. <br><br>A sales man hurried over to him. "Fine specimen that one," He said. "Very cute, nice proportions, a little feisty but if you can handle her she's more than worth the money." He was obviously excited at the idea of having that one off his hands.<br><br>"Oh I can handler her," Richard said pulling out his wallet. He handed the man a credit card, keeping his eyes on hers.<br><br>"Excellent choice sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 02:52:59</strong>
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				Sabrina took a sharp breath hearing what she had heard.&nbsp; She looked at the sales man and glared at him with complete and total hate.&nbsp; He was scared of her and everyone could tell.&nbsp; He was shaking at the glares she made at him and he kept a good distance from her . She saw him swipe the card and already she was starting to plan how she would kill him for doing this to her.&nbsp; <br><br>The sales man finally smiled as he put the sign "sold" on the cage and motioned for the cage carriers to come and pick up her cage for the buyer. Sabrina watched as they put a long pole through her cage and lifted it. She couldn't help but slightly giggle to herself. They were so scared of her they wouldn't touch her cage, they needed a pole. Pathetic. She thought to herself.&nbsp; She could feel herself swaying back and forth now as they walked following the buyer. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreamlandDenizen</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:51:29</strong>
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				The men loaded the girl's cage in the back of a truck and followed Richard to his home. Once there, they moved her inside. He ordered them to just leave the cage in his living room. He was amused at how all the while they were treating her like she was a nuclear weapon, able to go off at any moment.<br><br>He stood in front of her cage after the other men had left, looking at her. Lust for her he felt but it wasn't apparent in his eyes. He had learned to look at his pets with a certain level of disgust, not letting them know that he was at all attracted to them. It helped in their training. Letting your pet know you're attracted to her is the biggest mistake an owner could make in his opinion.<br><br>He continued to look over her as if judging her to be insignificant, not worth his money. "So what do you prefer I call you? Of course you'll address me as 'Master'".
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 04:58:19</strong>
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				Sabrina glared at him. "I highly doubt that I would call you 'Master' considering i don't even know your name" she said. Although in this situation she was smart. It was apparent by her way of speech. She didn't like the way that he was looking at her so she finally had to look away covering what she could of herself. <br><br>As she looked around the place she noticed that this wasn't his first go at a slave. She took this into thought and started to look for ways out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DreamlandDenizen</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 05:39:44</strong>
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				Her remark was a sharp one, refusing to call him master. It was fine, he didn't want to push the matter. He only wanted her to call him master when she truly meant it. Until then she could call him whatever she'd like.<br><br>He simply continued to look at her, his eyes scanning her body. Then she looked away and covered herself hiding what she could of herself from him. She didn't realize it but he took that as her first sign of submission. Covering herself meant she didn't want him to see what she thought he didn't approve of. Already she felt bad for diseasing him, although it was just some tiny subconscious part of her. Any doubts he had about whether or not this pet was breakable was erased from his mind.<br><br>He noticed her eyes darting around the room, taking in what there was to see. She seemed to be looking for a way out or maybe something she could use against him. <br><br>Richard sat on his couch and started watching TV. He intended to ignore her until she was good and hungry and it was time for her feeding.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Slave Girl (BG and DreamlandDenizen)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bruja Amethyst</strong> on <strong>17-11-2010, 05:47:32</strong>
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				She continued to look around the room and then saw him sit. She turned her back to him as she examined more of the area.&nbsp; She only saw the door the windows... they were covered with crap that she couldn't move fast enough or that wouldn't cut her on the way of her escape. She sat there and sighed. Soon&nbsp; her stomach growled, making her blush. 
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