Thread: Slaves of the house - Lingering Desire/Ryax

It was a hot and humid day, the sun was scorching and the bazaar was at full blaze. The meat market was positively buzzing with customers and merchandise from all over the world. Sprawling colors and sweaty bodies everywhere. This was actually a meat market, but not dead meat, living meat in fact. It was a market for people who wanted to buy slaves, and there was plenty to choose from. You know, this time I think I'm going to let you pick one yourself. You did tell me that the last one would be trouble, and he was, very unfortunate really., master Garland sighed as he looked around. I'm positive that you can handle getting a good one for our little house this time. Pick a girl this time, ok?, he said to his long time slave, Leyland , trusting him in this endeavor to gain a new slave for their ranks. Leyland nodded, Yes master., he said with a rare glint of excitement in his eyes as he looked around. Gerland got now slaves every now and then, he was a rich man, but he would soon go on a trip to the other side of the world, and in secret, he wanted to give his slave a present for such a long time of faithful and great servitude. He had made Leyland do many things over the years as his slave. Leyland had been master Gerland's slave for just over five years, but only recently been allowed to start training new slaves in how to behave in their new house and how to successfully satisfy their master. Gerland let Leyland lead the way, passing tons of shouting merchants, shameful as well as proud slaves and light beatings. Leyland was a bit uncomfortable with the entire scene, he was never particularily proud of being a slave, but it was all that he knew since the day he could remember. After spending about an hour, Leyland sighed, turning to his master with a saddened look, he hadn't found any slave that looked like a good addition to their house, that is, until he looked over his masters shoulder. The first thing that crossed his mind was 'Wow..', for he laid his eyes on a most beautiful and exquisite woman, chained in iron by the neck, grounded from being able to stray. Once he had laid his gaze upon her, he couldn't tear away from her, his masters concerned words slipping past him as he slid by in disgrace, pursuing the beautiful sight that was overrun with slave hoarding vultures of all sorts. Out of my way!, he growled, shoving people aside like he was no slave but a master of the highest stature. He quickly arrived, the woman on her knees, looking to the ground in clothes dirty, poor and torn. Int he murmur of protest, Gerland was at the front as well, overlooking what was to happen. Leyland crouched down, gently reaching out and putting his gentle fingers under her chin He wasn't afraid of getting bit, or getting hurt, or even attacked, he was ready to risk anything to be able to bring this one home. He raised her head by her chin, gently as he looked at her. Come, stand., he told her gently, rising up to his feet and taking the woman with him, gently tugging on her arm to help her up. Let me take a good look at you.., he said softly once more as he slowly walked and took a lap around her, his eyes exploring her curves and features from around her feet all the way up to her hair and everything in between. He turned to his master, ambiguous in his request, the slave he fancied would never know he wasn't the master, everyone else in the market knew however what he was. I like this one. Let's take her home., he said to his master, the others around them snorting at the disrespect Garland allowed with his slave. Garland smiled, laughed a bit even, Absolutely, as you wish., he played along, amused that Leyland felt so strongly about this slave that he even dared to show some master manners. He was a bit proud as well, as he knew his slave trainer would be a good fit to train slaves in the future, he had made a good choice. Gerland conversed with the merchant and was soon able to buy her, not very cheap however. The merchant blindfolded the woman, unchaining her from the ground but kept the collar around her neck for flavor. It would be easy to remove once they came back to the house. Don't worry, you're going to like your new house., Lyland said to the woman, smiling to himself as he and Gerland set off towards their ride home, a horse drawn carriage.