The Reluctant Slave & Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)
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				Title: <strong>The Reluctant Slave &amp; Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 04:05:20</strong>
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				Scarlett opened her eyes; the light was almost blinding her. ‘What the fuck did I do last night?’ She growled as she pushed herself up from the bed, looking round she was not in her room. ‘Did I go home with someone?’ She frowned; she remembered being in a club and being led outside by these two men…she didn’t sleep with them both? Reaching down she was still wearing underwear that was a first.<br><br>Standing up slowly she realised she was in a cell, there were bars against one side of the room. “Hello? Can I get a phone call?” She called out; those two men must have been police officers. Sighing she sat back down, as she waited for someone to turn up. Lying back down she tried to pull her thigh length silver dress, it was held up just by spaghetti straps. Running her fingers through her dark red hair, she pouted waiting for the cops to arrive.<br><br>It was a good 2 hours before someone turned up, in total silence the man grabbed her hands, cuffing them together before leading her out “Hey, come on what is happening, you need to tell me where you’re taking me.” The tall man just led her out onto what seemed like a stage. “What the fuck? I’m not a performer.” She growled trying to pull back from him digging her heels into the ground but he just yanked her onto her knees. 
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 21:06:22</strong>
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				Riggs smirked as he led the struggling girl onto the stage. “Fiery little bitch.” He growled, his palm cracking across her ass, striking her hard. “Looks like I’ll have to shove a gag in you.”<br><br>He shoved her against the wall, pulling a thick ball-gag from is coat, forcing it into her mouth as it opened for a startled scream. He clasped it shot around her head, the lock clicking ominously. “I like it, personally, but law’s the law. You badmouth a man, it don’t end up too good for you. Plus, takes a bundle off your price tag and that’s no good neither.”<br><br>He yanked her onto the stage. The curtain was down, it always was between girls as they were positioned for auction, but there were murmurs of a vast crowd beyond. Riggs grinned as he struggled with the thrashing girl, his iron-band muscles eventually forcing the shackled around her, pulling on the chains until he strung her up, ankles tied to the ceiling, legs suspended in the air, ropes around her knees so she hung spread eagled.<br><br>“Try to wriggle bitch. They like that.” He chuckled. Then he tore the clothes from her twisting, squirming body and the curtain went up.<br><br>“We’ve a special offering for you today!” He called out to the crowd. “One ripe, young earth girl… Untrained, sure, but still… She’s Earth!” Earth girls were so very, very prized in Alara. After all, they had lived their lives in something close to sexual starvation – many didn’t bed a man even once a week, much less ever other hour as was natural in Alara. They often required breaking in… But still, an earth girl was a very, very, desired commodity – selling at over five to six times the average cost for an Alaran woman of similar appearance.<br><br>They made the most delicious slaves...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Reluctant Slave &amp; Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 23:08:47</strong>
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				She pulled back resisting as much as she could, “Let me go.” She pulled back, “Let me go you bastard.” She tried to keep her mouth shut as he pushed the gag into her mouth, as he pushed it in she kicked out hitting him square in the crotch. Looking up at him as he fastened the loop tighter, she tried to push him away but it wasn’t working.<br><br>He pulled her onto the stage pushing her into the shackles as she tried to move away from him her arms and legs fastened into the shackles. There was fear in her eyes as she looked at him, he ripped her clothes off leaving her toned slender body on display. <br><br>She tried to find away to free herself but she couldn’t her body was trembling as she heard the man speaking. “She’s Earth?” She frowned as she looked at him, what the hell was going on. Who were these people and why was he going to sell her, this was a terrible dream.” She closed her eyes wishing that when she opened it, they would be gone and she would be in bed. 
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				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>11-06-2010, 23:18:08</strong>
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				Raigan lazed back in the crowd, his eyes bored. Another slave auction, another boring hour wasted at looking at pathetic, wilting girls. Earth girls… Sure, they were incredible in bed once you got them broken in, trying to make up for their years of sexual deprivation with the desperation of a woman starving, but they were so damned terrified that thy crumbled at a touch. There was no challenge in them now, certainly not enough to merit the vastly inflated price.<br><br>Then he saw the girl thrash and writhe, twisting in her bindings, trying to find a way out… Her eyes hard and blazing before she snapped them shut.<br><br>He could hardly believe what he was seeing.<br><br>There was fire in those eyes, burning every bit as bright as her hair.<br><br>His own lavener orbs gleamed, leaning forward in his seat.<br><br>Perhaps this one was different.<br><br>Someone raised his hand and called out a number. Someone quickly topped him and the race was on. Numbers were shouted, men scrambled atop each other… <br><br>But then Raigan raised his hand and called out his own bid… Barely a gold piece above the last. One man was about to raise him when he choked his words off, realizing who he were bidding against. No one wanted to invoke the ire of Raigan.<br><br>The auction closed, the girl was sold, and he handed over the price, approaching the stage, his fingers gliding along her luscious curves.<br><br>“Hello, my new one.” He murmured. “You’ll make a splendid slave.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Reluctant Slave &amp; Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 01:54:31</strong>
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				&nbsp;She could hear numbers being called out she realised she was being sold. She started to struggle more desperate to get free. ‘No she will not show them she is afraid she’ll go and get him to ransom her to daddy that will be better. Ransom…. but what if I’m not on the Earth as the man said.&nbsp; Oh fuck.’ She thought to herself.<br><br>The bidding stopped she had obviously been sold, but who to. A man walked over to her: <em>“Hello, my new one.” He murmured. “You’ll make a splendid slave.”</em> Hearing the word slave she glared at him, her eyes filled with hate. ‘I guess I’m not going home.’ She thought, tensing up two guards got her down she managed to get one of her hands away she punched the other guy. <br><br>She got her hand free and ran backstage trying to find an exit. ‘Oh fuck….oh fuck….’ She thought looking over at the man she didn’t see the wall as she ran head first into it. She had knocking herself out, passing out on the floor, her last view was off the man standing over her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Reluctant Slave &amp; Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Patriarch</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 02:02:43</strong>
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				Raigan chuckled as she tried to run, her eyes blazing. She was a fiery one! And smart too... She didn't just fight back, she knew when she was over-matched.<br><br>He had surely gotten his money's worth.<br><br>He hauled the unconscious girl to her feet, tossing her to some guards who tied her over the back of his horse, like any other baggage. He kicked the horse's flanks and rode off to his estate.<br><br>Hours later she'd awaken, a much larger gag in her mouth - puckered with air holes that were the only reason she could even breathe... Her wrists shackled to her ankles as she hung, naked in the air, stomach parallel to the floor... A human chandelier.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Reluctant Slave &amp; Her Master (Stairc + ~AT~)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zealously Jaded</strong> on <strong>12-06-2010, 02:36:53</strong>
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				She tried to close her mouth but the gag stopped her, she tried to move but was tied up. ‘Oh fuck….oh fuck.’ She struggled, her stomach hurt from ride on the horse, she was shaking in fear ‘Oh fuck….oh fuck….this isn’t going to be good.’ Looking up she could barely see her hands before she stopped breathing. Gasping she moved her head down. <br><br>Shaking slightly she looked round at the room trying to find and exit, instead of running in the wall. Her head was still pounding… ‘Oh fuck’ she shivered her arms and legs already tired from strain of keeping her head at a level so she could breath. 
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