Thread: Slave Breeding RP (Emmi-Mae and Sramnoy)

Hmmm. I always seem to find the dark RP's. By the way, when you take control of the master, should I take that as a hint? Inarticulate rage seized Chocolat, making him hurl himself against the cast iron bars and shout. He couldn't think of anything to shout, he just shouted. He half hoped the master would wheel around and vent his cruelty on him instead. If he heard Chocolat's cries, he didn't show it. It dawned on him that no one was listening to his anger. No one cared. He didn't look at Johari for awhile, because he was simply too ashamed for her. Even Yuriy seemed afraid to go near her now. It was as though even trying to comfort her would just be a painful reminder that they had witnessed her humiliation. In the long silence that followed, Chocolat's mind whirled with thoughts of escape. He wanted to take his mate as far away from this place as possible. Even just to spite the master, escape would be enticing. Add freedom to the potential benefits, and it was now irresistible to him. The harder he tried to think, the more distracted he became from the cold. Damn, that hose is freezing. I think he has a machine that deliberately cools the water well below room temperature. He said shivering. On a hot day, it was good- it meant that the master filled their water barrel with ice-cold water. At night, when you had just been hosed down, it was unbearable. Somehow, it was the cold that finally made him snap. He grabbed the bars and shouted. Wafai! If I ever get out of here, I swear to God I'll dig up your mother's corpse, and shove you face first back up the rancid hole she shat you out of! He had always had a way with profanity, even with people he didn't really hate. Hatred for Master Wafai had sharpened his tongue even more. Even Wafai was too surprised to reply for a few moments. Then a cruel grimace spread across his face, and he strode back out into the prison. You must be the dumbest slave boy in the world. Do you see how I tore every last shred of dignity from your little slut's spirit? How I broke her? Do you doubt I can do the same to you? He asked, his face flushing from anger. His hand reached for the club, and he began to thrash Chocolat severely. Before, he'd avoided striking the crown of the skull, but now he brought it down on Coco's head with full force. Far from finished, he fastened a chain to Chocolat's collar, and pulled him until his entire body was pressed up against the bars. With a grin, he flipped a switch on the wall. At first Coco only registered that the iron bars were uncommonly warm. It felt good on his frigid skin. Then they began to burn, and he groaned at the additional pain. Then they turned red. Three lines burned themselves across his chest, making him scream. To Wafai, the sizzling skin was like perfume. Hearing the voice that had so insulted him scream was music. Finally satisfied that his point had been made he switched the burning bars off, and walked out. Chocolat slumped to the ground with his eyes watering. The bars continued to glow an eerie, lurid red even after they had switched off. They reminded Yuriy of a stovetop left on too long. However, when you walked close to them, they gave off a pleasant heat. In a way, he felt bad that he was the only one left unravaged. He went to Chocolat's side, and put cold water on his skin. You were brave, for what it was worth... and I'm sure what you said got to him. Clearly it did. He didn't really know the young man very well yet, so that was all he could think to say. Coco glanced at him, acknowledging that he had spoken, but otherwise ignored him. A scorched Coco crawled up to Johari, and feebly wrapped an arm around her. In a way, she was his partner in suffering now. I couldn't let him get away with what he did. He whispered to her, his expression stern and a little bit proud. Yuriy was still staring at the bars, feeling the water evaporate off of his skin. Suddenly his sky-blue eyes widened. They held a glimmer of intelligence he'd never revealed. The hose water is chilled, and our water barrel is filled with chilled water. We have ice cold water and red hot bars. He muttered. No one seemed to pay much attention to him until he was dumping their water barrel on the bars. They sizzled loudly, screaming at the sudden drastic change in temperature. The heat shock caused small cracks to ripple over the surface of the bars. He was extremely lucky that they were made of cast iron, and not some more durable metal. With a loud crack, pieces of the bars fell to the floor, ringing. That got Coco back on his feet in a hurry. Without a word, he began to help Yuriy bend a few bars that were still hanging by a thread. Yuriy went to Johari, and smiled at her. I meant what I said. You know. That I'd get you out if I could. He told her sincerely. He helped her up, and the three squeezed out of their cages. They wasted no time, fearing that the sound might have alerted the master, and dashed out into the night. They didn't know where they were headed, but hopefully, neither would master Wafai. Before the wagon disappeared in the horizon, Chocolat looked back and spoke with a wry grin. You've got the be the dumbest master in the world. It was in clear mockery of what the master had said to him. Yuriy burst into hysterical laughter at this, and Chocolat joined in before forcibly hushing himself. As they set off into the night, Yuriy turned to Johari and whispered. I never thought of anything like that before. I don't think I wanted to escape enough until now. Until I saw what he did. His hand went to hers, and squeezed it.