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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:04:47 GMT 10
The moon rose sigh above the Parisian city below, the night owls were flowing back and fourth, both in the dark sky and the darkened ground below. It was in the run-down area of Paris, beneath one of the public houses in the red light district, in the cellars where the group of young women sat, wearing rag. All bar one, who knelt, head bowed, the other girls glaring at her, muttering about the foreigner who was permitted to dress better then them. The blonde lifted her head, her large terrified blue eyes twinkled within the sparse lamp light which illuminated little around those below, hearing movement from the door which led to the upper level of the tavern.
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:13:18 GMT 10
She knew not the truth for why she had been brought her, though ideas of nightmared horror flashed about her mind. She had heard the rumours of slave girls even in her once sheltered life. She could still feel eyes upon her, hear the voices of those around her even through her fear, the sounds coming closer and closer echoing like the pounding of her heart.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:16:09 GMT 10
She looked up as the men who she assumed worked here approached her, she stood up quickly, huddling back, eyes large and wide as she began to tremble, shaking her head slightly. "No... No... I good..." She said, speaking the few words of their language that she knew.
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:18:38 GMT 10
Laughter suddenly filled the room as a private joke was sheared throughout the men as one approached slapping her to the ground. "You speak when spoken to" he claimed looking down upon her his words turning from French to her own language. "As for good, you shall be VERY good"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:21:22 GMT 10
She shrieked, falling to the floor, shielding herself as best she could, trembling even more, nodding. "Yes yes... I good, I much good."
"Can you believe he wants this one?" He asked his colleague,looking at the little blonde thing, shaking his head. "I mean, yeah he's a freak, no doubt, but this ain't his usual taste"
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:29:28 GMT 10
"Have to wait and see but he lie breakin' then in more then anythin' else. Sides, gets her off our hand with money in a pocket." He walked over to the girl looking into her eyes. "Sides da fear is luring"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:31:24 GMT 10
She tried to pull back from him, but forced herself not to, knowing another strike would come to her if she were to displease either of the men. "Please... I go... Home?" She asked, her eyes welling up
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:37:39 GMT 10
"Oh, you'll go home my sweet" he laughed "Soon enough."
Within another part of the tavern another girl sat with her head bowed, fearful of those around her though for different reasons. She had gone to sleep in her own bed and woken to find herself in the darkness of this small room.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:39:56 GMT 10
she grinned up at them, laughing excitedly "Thank you, thank you!" "Damn, make you wanna see how much that pea brain has in there... Think she'd suck me off? If it got her 'home' sooner?"
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:45:00 GMT 10
"Maybe though I doubt da boss would likes it. Sides a pure innocent sells for a higher price, don't wanna scare the wee thing to much anyways. Why not simply start training her how to deal with a man aye?"
"Hello?" her voice cried, her head heavy the pounding in her head making her wonder if it was drug, headache or footstep "Is anyone there?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:48:27 GMT 10
"Oh come on... She's already been sold to the guy, just gotta wait till he..." A cold air filled the room as their boss led the man they spoke of down and over to wear the blonde knelt. "And here she is sir, just as promised, a foreign blonde beauty, with beguilingly big blue eyes, a fine waist, good height and weight and, the cherry on top if I may say so sir, a virgin in all ways." He said, though the words- bar one here or there- fell onto confused ears as she looked up at the two new men, her eyes going to the seeming giant, the skeletally thin giant. "Boys," the boss said, "go see to the other special guest, we have"
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 13:54:04 GMT 10
They nodded. "Let us know if ya needs help with her sir. I beats she'd look something petty with ropes and chains" "We have the other girl to try that on and see, no one said SHE had to be pure."
When no answer came an easy sigh of relief left her lungs. With no one around she could try and make her escape. Now what was it they had tied her with anyway?
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 13:57:04 GMT 10
"Oh boy, I knew today was a goodin, I could just feel it..." He smirked, racing his colleague to the other girls room.
"I... I go home now... Yes?" SHe asked, smiling politely up at the two remaining gentleman, "please, I go home"
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Post by witch on Oct 15, 2014 14:00:27 GMT 10
"Easy, don't go trippen over your own dame feet again. She won't be's goin' anywhere, lest not for awhile"
Leaning down the skeleton of a man placed his hand upon her cheek. "Is that what you would like my child?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Oct 15, 2014 14:01:54 GMT 10
"Hey, it's been a long time since I've had a girl, what with that damn blonde being the boss's target for so long,"
"Begging your pardon sir, but she doesn't speak much French, only a few words,"
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