Thread: Master/Slave NSFW RP  (Northern Ranger & Noise)

Sebastian had no intention of hurting the Kitsune in a way that would lower his value, but it took a lot to lower the value of someone. In most cases, the more broken they were, the easier it was for them to be trained thus less work and worth more money. As long as both holes were intact and they could move, most slavers were happy and could work with it. Castration however wasn't up Sebastian's alley. In some ways he couldn't see the benefits of it. Surely half the fun of controlling someone came from seeing how their body reacted, forcing them to enjoyment and reveling in the shame that came with it. Still, the threat was there despite Sebastian's careful movements with the knife to make sure he didn't slip and cut anything off. The silence was pissing him off even more. If the animal wouldn't talk willingly then Sebastian would just have to force sounds out of him. He had noticed the flinch at the flick to his ear, so they must be sensitive. Well, Sebastian was learning more every day. Sensitive ears huh? It must be agony then, all the freaks like you I see with piercings down their ears. Marks of ownership, he snorted. If he ever could afford a Slave and decided on a Kitsune, he'd probably do the same but that was besides the point. They were sensitive and Sebastian had found a weakness. He finally moved the blade, letting his cock fall back to nestle in place as he slid up the other's body, dragging the knife over skin as he went until he could glare down at the creature. I have to get you there in one piece, but they don't know what condition you were in to begin with so me? I get free reign. The knife was twirled in his fingers before he rose up on his knee's and flipped the other onto his stomach. It cause the chains to twist tighter but the Ranger didn't care, he was more interested in the tail. Scooting down, he straddled the other's thighs and grabbed the base of his tail, stroking upwards and wrinkling his nose in disgust. S'not natural, he muttered before pulling a length of rope from the bag and lopping it around his tail. Another stake went through the loop and into the ground, pinning the tail there before Sebastian grinned and ran the sharp edge of the knife along the base of the tail. I bet they cut this off too, it'll just get in the way. It was just another thing that did not belong in his eyes. The knife was dropped for a moment so Sebastian could grip the other's backside, fingers digging harshly into the soft skin of his ass and prying the cheeks apart to expose the tight pink pucker in the middle. The Ranger had to admit, there would be a certain satisfaction coming from tearing into this animal's body and making him scream. Leaving one hand pulling a cheek to the side to keep the hole expose, Sebastian's other hand went for the knife and for a moment, his anger had him tempted to thrust it in, blade first. Unfortunately that would most likely kill the animal from blood loss and lose him all that money. So instead. Sebastian gathered saliva and spat directly onto the Kitsune's hole and then some more on the handle of his knife. The handle was think, only about four inches long with detail up the side and a few bumps and ridges to ease on grip but he doubted they would feel very pleasant for the other. Then, with a cruel smirk on his face, Sebastian pressed the hilt to the other's hole and pressed down. There was no movement at first, of course not. The other was unprepared and the handle was rough but Sebastian didn't care. He pressed down and twisted the handle like a corkscrew until that tiny pucker has no choice but to cave to the force and begin to stretch around the handle. There was a satisfaction that flooded through the Ranger as he forced the handle into the other's body, millimeter by millimeter, deeper and deeper. Red lines ripped their way into existence along the ring of muscle and Sebastian grinned, still twisting, still forcing the handle deeper and deeper into the dry, unwilling body until finally the speared end came to rest against the hole, only that ridge and the sharp blade on show. Sebastian's shoulder ached a little from the force but it was in and he was pleased, and he had only just started.