10-03-2009, 04:59 AM
Sarah looked at the whip but didnt take it. "I-Im not angry...I just do-dont want to b-be a slave." She said softly. "I-I just w-want to go back h-home..."
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The Trader didnt attack her, though he did curse her name several times as he got up and rubbed his cheek, spiting some blood as she left. Kase was quick on his feet this time, blushing as he tried to cover himself with his rag. Silvia on the other hand didnt rise at all and looked confused. She had never been allowed to stand on two feet, she was faster and more nimble on her hands and knees since that was how she was raised. The cages werent even big enough to let her stand all the way up so she had very little experience
If told again, Silvia would hesitantly rise to her feet and find the action very awkward. Standing on her two trembling legs, she would try her best to follow Kaylee, dropping what was left of her rag in the process. Never did she speak once. But it didnt take Kase, who was not born a slave, long to say his first words. "W-Were are we going?" He asked in his light voice. If Kaylee turned to answer him, or made any movement aside from the current walking, he would flinch back, expecting her to strike him or punish him in some way.
The whole role of a slave was not to be a person but to be a pet. Him and Silvia in particular were pleasure slaves, they were not bred or captured to be house slaves, so there was no need for them to talk at all. Silvia herself had never said more than ten words in her life.
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Michal paused for a moment to consider it. Jacob...not to bad. "OK Jacob." He said, giving the leash a hard tug if Jacob stopped moving when he flinched. "I can tell right off the bat that you are not a born slave, but rather a captured one. Tell me, where did you come form and how you got captured." As Jacob told him, or not, they would arrive at a small shack in the projects. It hardly looked big enough to fit a person and a bed at all, and the door was almost broken off its hinges.
Michal carefully pushed it open and revealed that the entire inside was a stair case leading down. He led his new pet into the dark passage and carefully made sure that he didnt trip. Michal could see in the dark, even utter blackness, which soon enveloped them. Jacob probably could not, not without some kind of light. Finally they stopped and Michal opened a door, revealing his headquarters. It was all one large room the size of a huge warehouse. There was a bedroom section, a kitchen section, a T.V. and video game section, a weapons section, and tons and tons and tons of room and other sections. "Welcome to your new home Jacob." Michal said with a smile as he shut and locked the door behind them.
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The Trader didnt attack her, though he did curse her name several times as he got up and rubbed his cheek, spiting some blood as she left. Kase was quick on his feet this time, blushing as he tried to cover himself with his rag. Silvia on the other hand didnt rise at all and looked confused. She had never been allowed to stand on two feet, she was faster and more nimble on her hands and knees since that was how she was raised. The cages werent even big enough to let her stand all the way up so she had very little experience
If told again, Silvia would hesitantly rise to her feet and find the action very awkward. Standing on her two trembling legs, she would try her best to follow Kaylee, dropping what was left of her rag in the process. Never did she speak once. But it didnt take Kase, who was not born a slave, long to say his first words. "W-Were are we going?" He asked in his light voice. If Kaylee turned to answer him, or made any movement aside from the current walking, he would flinch back, expecting her to strike him or punish him in some way.
The whole role of a slave was not to be a person but to be a pet. Him and Silvia in particular were pleasure slaves, they were not bred or captured to be house slaves, so there was no need for them to talk at all. Silvia herself had never said more than ten words in her life.
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Michal paused for a moment to consider it. Jacob...not to bad. "OK Jacob." He said, giving the leash a hard tug if Jacob stopped moving when he flinched. "I can tell right off the bat that you are not a born slave, but rather a captured one. Tell me, where did you come form and how you got captured." As Jacob told him, or not, they would arrive at a small shack in the projects. It hardly looked big enough to fit a person and a bed at all, and the door was almost broken off its hinges.
Michal carefully pushed it open and revealed that the entire inside was a stair case leading down. He led his new pet into the dark passage and carefully made sure that he didnt trip. Michal could see in the dark, even utter blackness, which soon enveloped them. Jacob probably could not, not without some kind of light. Finally they stopped and Michal opened a door, revealing his headquarters. It was all one large room the size of a huge warehouse. There was a bedroom section, a kitchen section, a T.V. and video game section, a weapons section, and tons and tons and tons of room and other sections. "Welcome to your new home Jacob." Michal said with a smile as he shut and locked the door behind them.
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