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Thread: Modern Day Slavery (Athene & East)

Jace Mayer It was about five minutes of him stairing at blank papers, tossing a pencil around, before something incredibly strange happened. His phone rang, with an unknown number. Of course he hadn't used his business phone, his personal phone had two lines in it, one sim was the number he had in the yellow books the other one was for when he had to deal with other members of the board or people who wanted to fly under the radar, the number was more difficult to track. Currently it was the personal phone, the same number he had tossed onto the add. When he answered the phone he blinked for a moment listening and that was when a young woman's voice replied to him. .... Daddy? I ummm ... I wanted to talk and see about considering your offer. Forgive my slightly nosy inquiry, but anyone would likely be hesitant to easily believe what you posted up. So, if I may ask and know the answer to this, are you dead serious? Are you really offering half a million dollars to anyone who'll be your live-in daughter and slave? His eyes widened slightly holy shit someone actually replied to that thing? He wasn't stupid he wasn't going to hand out his home address and fling open the doors just this moment, but he did stand up from his desk and walk towards the glass, resting his forehead against the glass as he looked down at the street below. Was he serious about owning another person? Was this not a joke but somehting that would actually save him from the drudgery of the life he was with. He took a deep breath and took a plunge as it was. Yes my dear I was serious, though honestly I didn't expect anyone to call, that add is just the worst. He chuckled rolling his eyes. Tell you what lets meet tonight at Mojo coffee house on the corner of race, and magazine. It's public, it's famous there's no risk to either of us. We will sit down, have a talk to try and hammer out some of the details over coffee, and I'll bring, four thousand dollars to prove i'm honest about this. It's yours if you give me your measurements and change into a dress of my choosing in the bathroom of the caffee. We can consider it a down payment towards the salary. Oh I will need you to bring your passport, drivers or learners permit, and we can figure out the criminal check at a later date. Does that sound agreeable daughter? looking at the clock it was 437. So does eight o clock give you enough time to meet me there? Regardless of her answer he would hang up shortly after she gave him the measurements, and was out of the office with a flurry of activity. Signing off, and going to his personal expenses account. Any time he pulled this kind of money out and into a brief case it was a bit of a nightmare. Going to the bank, and requesting that they filled a briefcase with the kind of money that they only wished they made was one of those few gloating things in his life. Usually he only did this if he was going out for a casino night or something. The idea that he could just part with that kind of money for having someone put on a dress, it would need to be one hell of a dress to justify it.
Thread: Modern Day Slavery (Athene & East)

Jace Mayer Jace nodded when she said that if she wanted to bail she would have done so by now, that was a good way of thinking about this, in truth he wouldn't have gone through all of this trouble if he hadn't been serious about it, so he could already agree to the thought process. The thought that he may have been some sort of slave trader was amusing, he supposed he was technically after all he was agreeing to buy her for a price. When he asked his first question he was looking to see if she had sensible realistic goals with the money. Often times with windfalls like this people loose track of the money, and then end up going crazy, eventually they end up either in debt or homeless, it happened to most lottery winners, so having a plan on her head was a good thing. Plus he was looking for someone sensible if she came up to him and said 'I want the money so I can open an amusement park dedicated to card games' he would have laughed her out of town. Instead she was talking about schooling, and housing and struggling parents, wanting to sell herself so that she could get a more sound financial life. It was a predictable answer, the kind of which that most would tell the employer when they ask about 'where do you see yourself in the next five years' sort of deal, but with Joslin here he could admit that it also rang true. He felt no real deception about it, if anything she seemed worried that her more generic answer might be seen as a lie, instead he just gave her a reassuring smile and nodded. It was impressive how many details she could think of that were all sound when he had just hit her with one of the harder questions off the bat. Good, you seem to have a smart head on your shoulders, I want to make sure that my daughter doesn't go off and put her money towards something frivolous or wasteful. It's good to see a girl with ambitions at your age, pursuing a degree is a hard battle I myself have one in business. He leaned back in his chair. I will make sure that you will be able to continue your studies while in my employ, and on days off you will be allowed to visit your parents if you so desire. He reassured her that he wasn't going to take over her life completely, but she was selling a good portion of it to him. For the most part this job will require various activities, not all of them will be sexual, but I'm sure that there will be some of them. You will be sharing my bed on nights that you work, and your services will be required at all hours of the day and night. Most people would find that kind of demand mind breaking. What are your strategies to cope for a time when I want something that you may not be in the mood for, you don't have to think sexually if that makes you uncomfortable, it could also be something like me dragging you out dancing after a long day of standing in high heels. How do you think you will be able to perform and what buffers can you see put into place to avoid burn out or exhaustion?
Thread: Modern Day Slavery (Athene & East)

Jace Mayer When she admitted that she didn't know Jace leaned in slightly. It wasn't really a point against her these were hard questions after all. He was attempting to hit her hard so that he knew what she was made of. So far he was noticing that the stress of the interview was actually the most potent thing on the poor girls mind. She seemed scared and her words were kind of odd to him. He supposed he was putting too much pressure for her to have an out for every situation right off the bat, but at the same time his goal was more to make her think and plan ahead. It seemed that this girl was more the type to take things as they came to her which wasn't the worst thing as long as she remained adaptable it was more the fact that she wasn't smiling, and instead seemed like she was about ready to run away which was worrying. The fact that she was staying in her seat told him she was serious about all of this, but it felt like she was scared of him, which was not going to work in the long run. He lifted up from his seat, taking a hand reaching slowly across the table, and gently patted the top of Joslin's head, brushing her soft purple hair for a moment. You seem a little over stressed for this, I know there is a lot of money on the line, but this isn't nearly as life or death as you think. You're cute, and you're smart so I'm already considering you to be a rather good catch, just try to relax, and smile a bit more. His tone was calming as he brushed her hair, comforting her like one would a child. As he returned to his seat he opened his briefcase for a moment pulling out a manila envelop, inside of which was a small stack of papers. Sorry this next part may get a bit embarrassing, but I'm going to name a half dozen or so sexual acts, I'd like you to give a number for each between one and five, one would be a personal limit, and five would be excited to try, additionally if you have previous experience performing any of these acts, you will raise your left hand. just so you know I expect most of these to end up around a three. If you are unfamiliar with a term i use you may say elaborate . This was the point where he started to get into how well Joslin followed orders, and her personal experience in sex. His orders were to see how well she would deal with the idea of forced limits, and only being allowed to speak when appropriate things that would be covered more in her time training. Photography, Restraints, Exhibitionism, anal sex, blindfolding, Humiliation, public play, leashing, vaginal sex. Threesomes, and sex with a second female partner. There was a lot he had left off the list, including the two corner stones of training, which were oral sex, and spanking. Two things that if she did take the job were basically mandatory. This list was also really basic, but was more to see where she would lay in terms of limits rather than just directly ask her about them which was more awkward. In addition, to rating the above, i'd like you to tell me about your last boy or girlfriend. Why do you believe the encounter ended, and what were the problems you faced in that relationship.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

It had been a few years since Ozai's threat had been extinguished, and much of that time had been spent trying to restore some semblance of balance to the world. It was a lot to ask of a teenager, but it was Aang's celestial duty and he did it gladly. For the most part, he was doing a good job. It was no easy task, trying to do diplomacy and working to undo a hundred years of damage started through Sozin's war. Even with Zuko's help he always had to think on his feet, working to learn mountains of history and politics. But he was doing well, and had even come up with a great plan to help unify the nations. Some kind of great 'melting pot' city, where people of all creeds could be accepted. A pipe dream for now, of course, but Aang thought it had real potential. Still, it wasn't all cookies and rainbows. The loss of his people weighed heavily on him, and he couldn't every forget that if he died, that would be the end of the airbenders. Katara consoled him, assuring him that they would have a few children and that some of them were bound to be airbenders. He wanted to believe her. Katara usually was good at reassuring him, but in this case... it was hard not to be a little doubtful. And now to compound issues, he had to deal with this 'invitation' from Azula of all people. Zuko might have loathed his sister, but she was family at the end of the day, and he had made sure to get her stationed in a humane prison. And for the most part she had been a model prisoner, raising no fuss during her incarceration. So why now? Why request him out of the blue like this? Part of him didn't want to know. Wanted to just ignore the invite and leave Azula to serve her sentence. But he couldn't. Not with Azula being... herself. She could have had some scheme cooked up, some horrible trap laid out. If he didn't do this, there was no telling what would befall him. So that was why, on what was meant to be a sunny and cheery day, he found himself walking down a stone hallway alongside a burly and heavily armoured guard. You oughta be careful of this one Avatar Aang, the guard remarked. She hasn't caused trouble in a while, but she's still dangerous. We got a soul-stone ring on her finger to suppress her firebending, but there's no telling what tricks she might have. I'll be fine, Aang assured him. The Avatar was dressed well, as he so often was. The top half of his orange robe was draped over his right shoulder, leaving the left exposed. His trousers were black and baggy, leading to a pair of heavy leather boots. Though years had passed, Aang was still trim and fleet in proportions. He waited by the door as the guard unlocked Azula's furnished cell, and strode in carefully once it was open.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Azula, the former Fire Lord, found that she had too much free time on her hands. Mostly due to being in prison. She did her best to keep track of time as to how long she had spent looking at the same four walls, but it was beginning to be hard. The dark haired beauty knew, what with how her brother looked on his rare visits, that some time had to pass for him to mature the way he had. Her hair was now long, and kept free, hanging in waves down to the small of her back. For a good period of time, right after her incarceration, she was forced to wear a straight jacket. That was entirely too humiliating, and while her mind was slipping, she was certainly humbled. While her cell was furnished, much more than most, it was still spartan compared to her former palatial residence. She had a bed, a low desk on the floor and a chair to spend some of her time in. The Princess had a few books, which were occasionally replaced, and as much paper and ink as she wished for. Thanks to what access to comforts she even had, she passed much of her time writing. Unfortunately, most of her writings were confiscated, to be studied by doctors to see if her sanity could be in question again. But, at least her letters were delivered, or so she hoped. Certainly, after being thoroughly analyzed. She knew her father was still alive, and somewhere in the same compound that she was in, but she was allowed absolutely no contact. So all things considered, she lived a very solitary life. At the sound of her door opening, she looked up, hoping she appeared composed enough. But honestly, underneath her exterior, she was still host to some unstable thoughts. She was dressed in a simple red robe, maid of the most plain material that could be sourced. Azula was tired of this. Tired of the bland food, isolation and even the damn ring on her finger that suppressed her bending. She knew she was destined for more in life, the thing was how to ensure that she got it. Ahhh.so the Avatar has managed to grace me with his presence. Azula spoke, her voice haughty and condescending. It seemed, upon first glance, that nothing had changed. I must have sent that letter.what? Three months ago? Is your schedule truly so busy? She had enough time to sit in the chair and arrange herself, fingers running through her long hair that pooled into her lap.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

She might not have had the same regal attire from when they first met, but it seemed Azula's attitude hadn't changed much since she was put away. He didn't know whether or not he should have been surprised by that. Thanks to your father and grandfather, yes it is, Aang remarked. The Earth Kingdom was definitely displeased by the damage that had been inflicted upon them for the last hundred years, and trying to appease them was a lengthy process. The young monk felt the door close behind him, and maintained his awareness of how far away it was as he strode into the room. Why did you call me out here? I would have thought I was the last person you wanted to see. Aang hadn't been the one that had her put away, or even the one who beat her, but it was hunting him that put her down this path in the first place. Whatever the case, he was hoping to get this business dealt with quickly. Aang eyed the ring on her finger, and felt some relief for that at least.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

In truth, Azula cared not for the damage that the Fire Nation caused to the Earth Kingdom. But, if it meant Aang would stay around and entertain her request, she could try to look apologetic. Her golden eyes glanced to the side at his words, and most people could take the look that crossed her face as being sorry. The Princess toyed with the ring on her finger, a nervous habit. The ring was sealed to her, thanks to some chi magic. Actually, I believe we can help each other out. Give you what you want, and be rewarded in the process. Azulas gazed shifted back to the Air bender, unflinching. Lets both be honest hereyou're the last Air bender, unless another has popped out of the ice? She didnt allow there to be much of a pause, before continuing. Being forward was the best way to get out of here. I want lodging more fit to mystatus in life. Azula revealed her desires. I want to see the sunset, for one. Its not right to keep someone like this, away from the sun. Im not expecting a palace, but something befitting my heritage and the role I am willing to take on for you. Avatar, I am offering you a chance to further your lineage with me. And while I imagine youre still with that Water bender.history books know that Fire and Air benders tend to produce children benders. Im certain youll have one or two with your wife, but certainly, not enough to start another air temple.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Aang waited patiently near the door, trying to puzzle out Azula's intentions as she spoke. Could she have set something up while incarcerated? Coerced one of the guards to do something on the outside for her? It was as Aang was considering this that Azula made her pitch, an offer that would have made him spew water if he'd been drinking any. W-what?! the monk quickly said. Some part of his mind wanted to quickly agree with the suggestion. He was desperate, for one thing. If he didn't secure his lineage soon, then who know what could happen to him? And deep down he had always found Azula attractive... I can't just... let you out of here, Aang replied, knowing that he easily could if he wanted to. People had a hard time denying requests from him for all he'd done. He folded his arms, leaning back against the door. And besides, I don't think there's any way Katara would be on board with the idea. Then again, he wondered to himself, Azula or no Azula this offer was for a good cause. Unless Azula had a trick up her sleeve...
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

I fully understand your concern. Azula was all business, speaking of this as if it were nothing more than a business transaction. She folded her hands together, making sure the ring that kept her powers sealed was visible. A visual reminder of how she could be controlled and compliant. The scheming woman wanted to make sure Aang remembered such. However, I wouldn't expect freedom outside of this prison...an estate to be on house arrest. That would suffice. You could even have guards, if you like. Chain my legs together....whatever it takes. She licked her lips, going to address his concern with his beloved. If I'm not mistaken, the Water Tribe tends to practice polygamy. Something that I don't personally put much stock in, but it is a way to keep warm when you're freezing. Azula laughed at her own words briefly before training her eyes back on Aang. Or, why tell her? It's not like she has to know. The deposed Princess didn't want to give the Avatar much time to think negatively on her words, instead going to appeal to his innate desire to have more air benders. And besides, having two women to bear your heirs would be much more beneficial. You're the Avatar. Dangerous situations seem to just appear around you....it would be a shame for air bending to die out with you. Should something happen. Of course, I hope you live a long life. Azula didn't really mean the last part, but she needed to make certain that the Avatar would understand the gravity of his situation.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Aang frowned. Well, that was true. While Katara only had one mother, her dad had made sure she had her share of aunts. And the air nomads had hardly been prudes. Monogamy seemed a strange idea to them. But still, this was Azula. There were snakes more trustworthy. House arrest huh? Aang asked, cocking his head a little at the notion. Well... that might work. Not that he'd just bend over. But I have some stipulations. There are gonna be guards watching your villa, just to make sure you don't try to escape. And if you're sending mail, they're going to check it. He didn't doubt there were some royalists out there who would like to see Azula on Zuko's throne. The cute monk pondered this for a moment and snapped his fingers. And one more thing. I want to know how genuine you are. So... we have sex right here. Like a... security deposit.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Azula smiled. It seemed that Aang was moved by her words. Pretty soon, she would indeed be in a place befitting her heritage. And when it came to her personal correspondence, that was something she could manage later. After all, she had been sending coded letters for quite some time. There were indeed royalists who wanted to see her back in power, viewing Zuko as a soft and inefficient ruler. The Fire Nation craved war, and she was more than willing to provide it for them. Right here? The dark haired beauty stood up from her chair. Well, if you insist. With a single fluid motion, she undid the sash that was sewn into he robe, to keep her from hanging herself in her cell. It pooled on the ground at her feet, revealing her pale flesh. She wore no bra or underwear. Sometimes, she seduced her guards into fucking her, in order to receive contraband. In those situations, it was best not to wear too much under wear, as the business had to be done quickly. Well, let's not dawdle. Come, Avatar. Let's see if I can bear you an air bender. She approached him, hips swaying from side to side as she walked like an invitation. She was by no means unattractive, with modest breasts and a generous bottom. Her pale skin was a stark contrast to Katara's tanned flesh.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Oh. She actually did it. Aang blinked for a moment, inspecting the modest curves of her breasts, the shapely hips that could no doubt birth more than a few children. He'd met Zuko's mother, so it seemed Azula was taking after her in that regard. He swallowed hard. Aang was willing to bet she had earned a few favours this way, explaining how well groomed she managed to be for a war criminal. F-fine, the monk replied, trying to seem undaunted. Honestly he'd expected her to back down, for this to be some bluff on her part. All the same he kept his guard up, slipping his sash off his shoulder and stepping from his boots. He undressed quickly enough, dropping his trousers to reveal a surprisingly long and thick shaft. Seemed he was more than equipped to produce some heirs, sporting a thick shaft and a set of heavy swinging balls. Might as well be comfortable for this... is the bed any good? he asked, approaching the former princess.
Thread: Penal Labor (Poppy)

Azula watched the Avatar strip before her, licking her lips subconsciously when she saw his cock on display. Honestly, if she would have known he was so blessed, she would have approached him sooner regarding this proposition. He seemed more than a little awkward, a smile on her lips. She certainly had the upper hand when it came to sexual experience, of that she was certain. Honestly, the bed is about as comfortable as the floor....but sit on the bed. Azula met him mid-stride, going to push him gently onto the bed. Now, sit still while you enjoy someone with refinement, unlike your water barbarian. She had no plans to kiss him or provide any foreplay, instead wanting to get down to business. As she approached him, she found that her own nethers were growing wet with anticipation. She got on the bed, and positioned herself to take his massive length inside of her. Azula's back arched as she panted, finding Aang to have the largest cock she'd ever been with. Even bigger than her father's. The fire bender wriggled herself, fully sheathing the member inside of her. She felt like she was about to burst, but she needed to keep going. His balls bounced against her bottom, sighing in contentment.