Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira)
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				Title: <strong>Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 15:09:57</strong>
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				Denther woke with a clouded head.&nbsp; He'd had entirely too much to drink the night before, that had to be it.&nbsp; The last thing he could remember was a lovely wench who was talking with him and pouring his wine.&nbsp; He could feel soft sheets against his skin, and he started to try to stretch.&nbsp; It was then he was brough short, and realized his wrists and ankles were chained to the bed.&nbsp; He cursed.&nbsp; "What the bloody hell....?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 15:29:17</strong>
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				Red Rose chuckled lightly as she heard his exclamation, she swivelled her captain's chair away from the desk and towards her bed.<br>Soon he would also realise that the 'room' he was in rocked and swayed as her ship sailed towards it's hideaway, she expected even more cursing once he did.<br><br>"Good morning sweet Sir, I must say, it is not often I have such a good time when I am kidnapping."<br>Her green eyes sparkled at him, her dark red lips, an echo of the colour of her hair, widened into a grin.<br>"Ladies are so prissy and mouse like, it's nice when I manage to catch a man......soooooo much fun!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 15:34:02</strong>
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				Denther pulled hard on his chains.&nbsp; "Let me go, wench!&nbsp; My father is a powerful man, he'll have your hide for this!"&nbsp; <br><br>He was more than a little disconcerted by her easy demeanor, her obvious glee at his predicament.&nbsp; Her words soaked in.&nbsp; "Kidnapping?&nbsp; What are you, woman?"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 15:55:37</strong>
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				She shrugged, her grin widening more so.<br>"Just a wench good Sir, nothing more."<br>She swivelled on her chair a little more then added.<br>"My name is Rose, some just call me Red."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 15:57:30</strong>
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				Denther growled and pulled on the chains.&nbsp; Then other cues began to kick in.&nbsp; There was a gentle sway and roll, like... on board a ship.&nbsp; He cursed more, then his mind put together the name she had given him.&nbsp; &nbsp;"The pirate captain?&nbsp; What do you want with me?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 16:04:20</strong>
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				"Well, apart from being a great ride in bed...."<br>She laughed, leaning over in her chair, her shirt parting a little as she rested her elbows on her knees.<br>"....which really is a very good reason to keep you in the first place.....I am hoping that your rich and powerful father will pay a pretty penny for his pretty son....."<br><br>Rose held out the goblet she had in her hand.<br>"Drink?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 16:07:56</strong>
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				Denther couldn't help but look as her shirt parted, catching a glimpse of her body.&nbsp; It brought back some memories of what had happened the night before, as she had ridden him hard, and he had enjoyed it.&nbsp; <br><br>The offer of a drink made him realize how hungry and thirsty he was.&nbsp; He nodded.&nbsp; "Yes, A drink would be good." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 16:21:52</strong>
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				"I'll be sure to get you one later then....."<br>Rose tilted her head and drank the goblet dry.<br>"If you're good of course."<br><br>Chuckling to herself she stood and stretched, then tucked her shirt into her pants, mens clothing, loose and practical, but no man ever filled them the way she did.<br>Wrapping a sash tightly around her waist, she buckled a broad leather belt over it and headed for the door.<br>"Please, make yourself at home won't you? I'll be back as soon as I have checked our course is sure."<br>Still chuckling she opened her cabin door, allowing a gush of chill sea air into the cabing, before leaving and closing the door behind her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 16:30:45</strong>
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				Denther howled, pulling on the chains in fury, trying to budge them, to see if there was any way to get free. <br><br>It took him a while before he settled down, covered in sweat from his useless exertions.&nbsp; He was a prisoner, and a helpless one.&nbsp; Well at least sooner or later he'd be freed.&nbsp; His father would pay a ransom without hesitation, he was certain of it.&nbsp; But until then...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 17:01:41</strong>
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				Rose returned later, a bowl of food and a bucket of water in her hands.<br>"You been a good boy while I've been away?"<br>She set the bowl down and brought him a drink.<br>"Good, I thought you would have been, after all you were good last night."<br>Grinning she sat on the edge of the bed, running her finger nails over his bare chest, as she took a sip from the goblet.<br>"Hmmmmmm.....nice....both you and the water.....want a drink still?"<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 17:05:04</strong>
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				Denther glared a bit at her as she teased him, but really he had no choice but to behave.&nbsp; <br><br>He couldn't stop the groan as she barely scraped her nails over his chest, or the blush at her words.&nbsp; She was treating him as he had treated women in the past.&nbsp; "Please," he responded to her query.&nbsp; "I would like a drink."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 17:28:45</strong>
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				She smiled and raised his head suporting it with her hand as he drank his fill.<br>"Tell me prety boy, if I were to loose you so that you can eat, would you be a good boy and not do anything foolish?"<br>Rose chuckled.<br>"Not that you have anywhere to go and there's a deck full of 'hungry' men outside, who would love to play with such a pretty..pretty boy like yourself......" <br>She gently layed his head back down, stroking back his dark hair, clucking at him like a mother would a child.<br>"So you would be good wouldn't you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 18:01:47</strong>
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				Denther gulped the water gratefully.&nbsp; His mouth was parched, and it felt good going down.&nbsp; <br><br>The mention of her men outside provoked a shiver.&nbsp; He had forgotten there would be men waiting if he ever got out of the cabin by some means.&nbsp; He nodded.&nbsp; "I'll behave."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 18:16:18</strong>
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				She nodded to him sagely.<br>"Good choice, lay still then."<br>Leaning over his body, almost laying on top of him she loosened the first manicle, taking her time as though to torment him, then began to undo the others until he was free.<br>She stood up, unbuckling her belt as she did so, nodding her head towards the table and the bowl.<br>"Only broth I'm afraid, no bread, but we only have to make do with short rations until we get to the cove, then it'll be feast after the famine and hopefully news from your very very rich daddy."<br><br>Rose untucked her shirt as she talked not even taking note of the fact that he was there, she stepped over to a chest and pulled out precious scented soap and a towel, a luxury she always afforded herself, placing them on the top near to the bucket of water, before she continued to strip.<br>"I'd eat it while it's hot though, it tends to get a rather unapetising skin on it when it's cooled."<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 18:36:44</strong>
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				After her teasing, he was hard and fully at attention by the time she undid his manacles.&nbsp; <br><br>"Broth?"&nbsp; He tried to hide his disappointment, even as his eyes looked over her as she began removing her clothes.&nbsp; It was a struggle, trying to decide between eating or continuing to ogle her.&nbsp; She was truly magnificent.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 19:31:53</strong>
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				Her back to him, Rose knew too well what she was doing to the young man behind her, she slowly slid off her pants, leaving her unbuttoned shirt hanging down over her thighs, then slowly allowed it to slip from her shoulders.<br>Falling to the floor, she lifted her long curled main and fastened it to the top of her head allowing him to see her firm body and well rounded thighs, then bent slowly over the bucket, so that she could lather the soap and begin to wash herself.<br><br>She paused for a moment, then turned her arm only just covering her breasts as though she had stopped half way through washing them, a slow trickle of soapy water running down past her naval as she looked at him, her eyebrows raised slightly.<br>"The broth not to your liking? I'm afraid it is all that we can provide at the moment, there is nort fancy about food on board a working ship."&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 19:35:03</strong>
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				He blinked.&nbsp; "I'm...I'm sorry.&nbsp; I was distracted watching you."&nbsp; He got up, very reluctantly, and moved to gulp down the rapidly cooling broth.&nbsp; His shaft, of course, was still hard, and he never took his eyes off her.&nbsp; It occured to him there could be far worse fates than trapped in a cabin with a lovely naked pirate wench.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 19:42:24</strong>
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				She turned back as he began to eat, the previous smile turning to a grin as she did so, then continued her slow and deliberate bathing, humming lightly to herself as she did so.<br>Yes......so much more fun that the simpering and whimpering women that the gentry bread here abouts, tormenting her captive was so much fun.... as had the 'capture'.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>03-06-2006, 20:06:55</strong>
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				Denther settled back on the bed, watching her.&nbsp; He lowered a hand to start stroking himself as his arousal grew.&nbsp; He moaned as the soapy water slid over her body, making her skin glisten in the low light of the cabin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:07:17</strong>
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				Her grin lit up her face, she had listened to him eat and get back onto the bed, his quiet moan almost made her snigger as she continued to bathe.<br>Twisting her body this way and that, so he caught tantalising glimpses of every part of her, this was a rare pleasure for her, she enjoyed tormenting, driving men wild, but in her profession, it didn't do her much good taunting her own crew and now?<br>Now.....she had her own captive audience.....<br><br>She turned quickly a look of shocked surprise on her face, as though she had just realised that he was watching her again, blinking as she saw what he was doing.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:13:46</strong>
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				Denther blushed and dropped his head.&nbsp; "Sorry."&nbsp; He had thought she meant for him to watch, washing like that in front of him, but the look on her face made him think otherwise.&nbsp; He knew he needed to keep her goodwill, at least until his father ransomed him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:29:41</strong>
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				She dropped her cloth into the bucket, not taking her eyes off him, then stood with her hands on her hips, her feet automatically taking a parted stance against the roll of the ship.<br><br>She still feigned surprise and to him it was apparent in her voice.<br>"Is this what you Fops do as a pass time? Constantly play with yourselves?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:37:53</strong>
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				Denther cleared his throat at that, and the shock of the question brings a more insolent answer than he intended.&nbsp; "No, normally we're ravishing beautiful women." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:45:23</strong>
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				"Oh....really?....."<br><br>She looked down at him, a small snear on her face.<br>"Well there are none here for you to ravish....perhaps I should fetch you one of the cabin boys?"<br><br>Her snear turned to a smug little grin, as her eyes flashed at him.<br>"Or perhaps I should send for the first mate and let him ravish you? How would you like to see what it's like from the other side pretty boy?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 11:55:27</strong>
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				Denther wriggled uncomfortably.&nbsp; "I'm no lover of men, lady.&nbsp; But you lie, there is at least one beautiful woman here."&nbsp; He looked briefly up at her. He was a little worried she'd make good on her threat, just for her own amusement. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:00:38</strong>
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				She snorted.<br>"If you think flattery is going to get you anywhere.....then it won't."<br>She ran her hands over her still damp stomach, sliding them slowly up to her breasts, idly playing with them squeezing her nipples gently as she watched him.<br>"So......you think that you could ravish me do you?.......Do you really believe I would let you anywhere near me if I did not desire it myself?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:13:26</strong>
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				He groaned as she played with her breasts.&nbsp; "No.&nbsp; You couldn't run this ship if you couldn't defend yourself.&nbsp; Besides, from what I remember last night, you were in charge the entire time." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:17:16</strong>
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				"Now you have the idea."<br>She threw a towel at him.<br>"I am in charge and from now on, you will drop all of your arrogant ways and you will serve me in every way that I wish.....and I mean EVERY way....."<br>Rose lifted her arms out to her sides.<br>"Now dry me...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:18:54</strong>
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				Denther's eyes widened but he nodded, moving over to start drying her.&nbsp; It just slowly began to process that she intended to use him, more or less, as a slave. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:27:11</strong>
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				Keeping her arms lifted she allowed him to begin to dry her.<br>"Tell me Pretty boy.....how did your father make all of his money? It seems a pretty penny for an honest trader...."<br>She turned a little for him.<br>"And please put a little more effort into it..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:30:07</strong>
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				Denther scrubbed harder with the towel.&nbsp; "My father had connections with the Navy.&nbsp; He got important information that let him know where and when to make the best trades." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 12:40:37</strong>
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				"Oh really?...So the rumours I heard of him making him money through the slave trade is nothing but that......mere rumour?"<br>She gave him a derisive look, she knew that it was true, even if he did not.<br>"Dry my legs, make a good job of it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 14:57:43</strong>
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				Denther looked shocked.&nbsp; "Of course it's mere rumor!&nbsp; My father is a respectable man!" <br><br>He knelt on the floor and began drying her legs.&nbsp; He was a little unsure of what to do as he approached the top of her thighs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 15:15:58</strong>
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				She looked down at him, shaking her head.<br>Stepping away, she pulled her shirt on as she opened the door.<br><br>"Nathanial! Simon! Here please and bring old Joshuah with you please."<br><br>Turing to Denther she pointed to a pair of loose fitting trousers, with a draw string waiste.<br>"Make yourself decent, we are going to have visitors." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 15:22:55</strong>
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				Denther looked confused but started to pull on the trousers, tying them closed.&nbsp; He's grateful she's allowing him to have some clothes on. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 15:53:57</strong>
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				Through the open door came three shapes.<br>The first a young man, not much older than himself, Nathan.<br>The second a well muscled giant of a man, Simon, carrying the third, an elderly man, his legs wissened and twisted, he was obviously Joshuah.<br>All were African, though obviously not the same race, but all bore the tell tale scars of those who had been kept in chains.<br><br>They too looked at Rose, a little perplexed at her summons, but Joshuah was gently sat in the chair Rose indicated and the giant of a man stood up, his arms crossed in front of him.<br><br>"Nathan, would you mind telling our guest who's ship you were rescued from?"<br>Nathan looked at her, his eyes showing a great inteligence hidden within, a small smile creasing his lips.<br>He turned to Denther and spoke to him as an equal.<br>"I was rescued by the crew of the 'Thorn' from Arthur Florys' ship."<br>He turned back to Rose.<br>"Was when you had the fever and you was at the cove and sent the lads out to work alone."<br><br>She gave him a smile.<br>"As Simon no longer has a tongue, could you speak for him?"<br><br>Nathan nodded then after looking to the large man slightly behind him, he spoke again.<br>"Simon was off another ship, 'e had 'is tongue cut out as punishment and was bein' tranferred from Arthur Flory's plantation to the mines in the north somewhere."<br><br>Joshuah didn't need to be asked, he spoke as Nathan finnished.<br>"An' I was left fer dead when ah failed ter save yer father's brood mare of the cholic. He beat me personally and broke me legs an me arms then 'ad me tossed asside. 'Tis a long story as to how young Rosy brung me 'ere."<br><br>Rose stood and looked at Denther, her eyes hooded.<br>"Well?......Only rumours?"<br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 16:06:53</strong>
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				Denther's eyes widen.&nbsp; "I... I don't understand."&nbsp; He was deeply shaken by the testimony of the men.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 16:20:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"No......you don't, you have allowed yourself to become blinded, as long as you had good food on the table and others to sate your.......hungers.....you were happy enough not to question."<br><br>Rose looked at him in disgust.<br>"We have watched you squander money made from the blood of your father's trade in people, so we decided that you needed to learn. While you are with us, you will live as a slave. You will be lucky in the choice of your overseers, they will be Nathan and Simon, despite what has happened to them, they are not vindictive men and you will be treated with more compassion than they ever had."<br><br>She nodded to Nathan, who nodded back, understanding her meaning.<br>"If you need to be punished then I will meet out what punishment you will have, you will work for them during the day and as their women are used, so shall you be, you will pleasure me by night."<br><br>She leaned over and reached for a metal collar on her desk, running it around in her hands.<br>"This was Nathan's it is now yours and in true tradition, you no longer have a name, I will decide later what it is that I will call you."<br><br>She held out the collar towards him.<br>"Is that clear pretty boy?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 16:33:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Denther dropped his head.&nbsp; "Yes."&nbsp; There was nothing else to be said.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 16:37:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She fixed his collar onto his neck, it was cold, heavy and clumsy feeling.<br>"Well thats it then"<br>She nodded to the men, who began to leave her cabin.<br>As the door closed, she lifted his chin.<br>"You will start with them tomorrow.....but for now....you will pleasure me....won't that make a change from woman having to pleasure you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>slavemarkira</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 17:10:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Denther's eyes were still downcast.&nbsp; He was still reeling from everything that had just happened.&nbsp; "Yes," he said, his throat dry, his earlier sensual feelings all obviously gone.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Ransom of A Fop (1 on 1 Elvi and SlaveMarkira) </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Elvi</strong> on <strong>04-06-2006, 17:17:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Rose sat down on the edge of the bed.<br>"Now I could say here.....serve me or you will be punnished.....or I could sympathise with you over the sudden realisation that your father and his father before him are the lowest form of life to ever crawl upon this earth....I am not quite sure how or what to do."<br>She looked at the young man in front of her, he looked crushed and broken, she had expected more hautiness from him, which was why she had been so harsh to him.
			</dd>
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