Thread: Mistress, my Mistress [[ TouketsuSafaia x ForeverMischievous]]

Elania Ferali, was a common costumer at the slave market. She was a well paying costumer, buying slaves, to sell them away after training them for twice the prices. She often sold slaves back to the market, takeing her fair time with each, so they forget even selling their items to her. It was a great buisness, that had made her a lot of money that she spent well. She was good at what she did, and she enjoyed it beyond anything. She could've made herself no better proffesion, if anyone would ask her. But no one did, most intimidated by the harsh Mistress, she often seemed to be. But the truth was, that the slaves she sold, was always far more obedient and happy about their position, then when she bought them. She was fairly kind, only devious when she was'nt respected. Which she had'nt been the first times she came to the market, and after teaching them a lesson, everyone either feared her, or respected her as the standfast woman she was. The emerald green eyes, observed every single room she passed by, with a dominant glance, makeing many a slave cower. Those who did, all needed training, and she was picking out her targets. Her eyes where never ment to punish fresh slaves, but when they had that effect, it ment they where not yet ready for their position. Thats where Elania stepped in. The seller who followed her, kept his file close, writeing down numbers, when ever she pointed upon a slave. This was to remind her, which she should come back to, and check twice, makeing picking her slave easier. She only ever chose one, even though her mansion could house dosents. Elania passed by the little Nekos room, only giving a short glance, but as soon as she had passed the window, she stopped up, raising a brow. What had that girl been doing? And wearing? The seller almost bumped into Elania, only to quickly remove himself, as Elania took a few steps back, to cast her green eyes back into the room. Her eyes had'nt been mistaken, the girl was wearing a tail. But the tail moved? It was'nt fake!? Was it truely one of the rare race of 'mutated' humans? Elania tilt her head, and smiled cheerfully, as the girl played around in her sheethes, giggleing softly as she dropped down to the ground. Wuite the cute little girl, is'nt she? She said, crouching down a bit, the beautifull red dress she wore, showing off her legs. The seller sighed, looking into the room. Indeed. We are still doubting, numer 13, will ever be sold. She has a set of fangs, seemingly scareing off most costumers. He glared into the room, seeing the buy as a horrid one. Elania rose a brow, looking up to the man, before she snorted, looking back to the little Neko. Don't look at her like that, Carl.. How could you even? Look at her.. She said, with a gentle voice, as she rose a hand, ticking one of her long red painted nails against the glass, trying to catch the Nekos attention. Open the hatch some more, so she can hear us better. She said. Carl obeyed, pressing a button, so a hatch opened above the glass, that would allow the Neko to hear them much better. Come her girl. Elania then said, tapping the window again, as her emerald eyes focused down on the grey ones looking around.