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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 21:39:07 GMT 10
Mera couldn't help the shivers that ran up her spine, nor the tears hiding behind the blindfold that kept her from seeing what was happening around her though it wasn't to hard to guess.
A few days ago she had been taken from her home, roped, chained and inspected told only lightly of what her new fate maybe. At the moment she knew she was being taken to the "Sales Yard" where men and women would be waiting, willing or unwilling to spend their money to place a bid upon her. Her fate lay in their hands. In no one wanted her.... she'd rather not think of that.
The few days she had been here, no food had been offered her, her body inspected over and over again, every inch looked at with a fine tooth comb. Her young body was still growing, though well toned, growing the curves that all women hitting her age sooner or later grew. Her dark golden eyes were covered though she knew that the bidder of the highest price would get the chance to look and feel her over before making her theirs if they did so still desire.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 21:48:20 GMT 10
Tianna stood next to her master, the owner and runner of the yard who stood watching as the slaves were inspected by potential buyers, something Tianna had been put through herself not too long ago, the proding, caressing, stroking, fondling and hard grasping against the body of the 'object' for sale. She was glad that the then owners son had taken a shine to her and had bought her for himself as she now lived a lady of his home since he was not the kind to court a lady in the usual mannner
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 21:56:56 GMT 10
"Tianna, you will help show the new stock, pick them something to wear that is alluring and yet not to showing, we don't want to give it all away at once. Start with that one" he told her pointing to Mera whom he walked over to seeing her flinch as he ran a hand over her cheek. "She is the prize of the night." he stated her records in hand.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:03:47 GMT 10
"Yes Master," she said bowing her head, leading the new stock into where the dressers were
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 22:09:45 GMT 10
Mera stood still feeling new hands guiding her, more tears running down her face. Her long hair stuck to the wet trails unable to brush it away and how could she when her arms were in tight bondage sleeves making her back bow, her shoulders ache before turning numb. Even the shackles and ball chain round her ankle, though rubbing didn't hurt as much.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:22:30 GMT 10
"Oh don't cry love, it'll make them hurt you more... RIght we need new clothes for this sorry lot, you know what the master likes the merchandise to wear."
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 22:30:08 GMT 10
Mera didn't answer, infact she hadn't so much as said a word since arriving making the 'master' think her mute. There had been no sign that she might be but... Instead she simply waited, her head down. She couldn't see, or move to dress herself, the sound of having clothes once more upon her body sounding strange since they had ripped off the ones she had been wearing.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:36:20 GMT 10
Tianna watched as the other slaves dressed the new ones
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 22:38:52 GMT 10
Mera however still remainded as she was, the locks, chains and other bits binding her keys to which only the master had. The pain in her arms was becoming so great that she slumped to the floor.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:45:22 GMT 10
Tianna rolled her eyes
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 22:47:23 GMT 10
"Tianna, what's going on here?" one of the men hanging around questioned pulling Mera back up his hands running over her as he did so, seeing her flinch. "The mute giving your trouble?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:49:22 GMT 10
"No sweets, I'm just bored of slaves thinking that if they dont talk they are mute,"
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 22:55:26 GMT 10
"You back talk way to much" he stated pulling Mera up and back onto her feet. "Just because your the master's son. I thought this one was meant to be getting dressed. You're going to have fun with her arms still tied." he ran his hands over the binding "Unless you're going more for the BDSM people in the crowd"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Dec 6, 2014 22:56:59 GMT 10
"AYe, let her go, or I take those nuts of yours
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Post by witch on Dec 6, 2014 23:02:42 GMT 10
Walking over to her he shoved Mera at her. "be ready, I'm not going to be punished for your mistakes." he stated looking at them both "Unlike you, this one should be told in no time"
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