Thread: Your Princess (Firekitten&MysticSparxman)

For the past couple of weeks, Dante had been stuck in his cage at the slave market. Unlike most of the other slaves who came to the slave market, Dante happened to be one slave who was always returning back to the slave market. This was simply due to the fact that his owners just could not put up with him. Most of his owners would get tired of his constant attitude and back chat, and despite the fact he was often punished by his owners, they came to find that it would often have little to no effect on him. Feeling as if they were often wasting their time with him, they would return him back to the slave market, and it was due to this reason that he had been given his very own cage. The owners of the slave market would always keep his cage free because over the time they had come to get to know Dante, they had also come to realise that he would always end up back at their slave market. He was usually only with his owners for one month before they would return him. The longest he had been with one owner was three months before he was eventually returned. Dante had become quite confident in his ability to get underneath the skin of his owners, mainly because that was exactly what he had done with every one of his previous owners. It may also have had something to do with why they would always return him too. Dante was pretty certain that his next owner would return him too, and he was going to do all that he possibly could to make sure that was what happened. Dante didnt really know how long it would be before he was picked again. However, Dante had to admit he was surprised when he realised who had picked him next. Still, that didnt stop him from planning to do what he would usually do with his new owners. He didnt care who they were. That was just the way he was, and considering how long he had been a slave, it seemed likely that he wasnt going to be changing anytime soon. When he had arrived at the palace, Dante had to admit that he was quite impressed with the palace itself. It was larger than anywhere he had been before. He was led into one of the many rooms in the palace and forced to kneel, which he did somewhat reluctantly. Dante remained this way until he heard someone coming down the stairs. The footsteps grew louder, eventually coming into the room in which he had been led into. Dante finally looked up when he heard talking. When he looked up, his lips curled up into a small smirk as he set eyes on Lucia. Slowly, his eyes traveled up her legs, slowly moving up her body until finally his eyes met with hers. Dante made no effort whatsoever to hide the fact that he was checking her out, but after hearing what her father had said, he turned his attention towards her father. With a sly smirk, he shook his head. How dare you refer to me a slave! I have a name sunshine. My names Dante. Now, since I dont care for your name, Im just going to call you..Tubs. Besides, youre only going to end up returning me back to that slave market sooner or later anyway. He shrugged his shoulders after saying this, but then focused his attention on Lucia. With that same sly smirk on his face, he nodded his head a little bit. Well, well, well, look at the fine piece of ass weve got ourselves here. Im going to assume youre the spoilt brown nosed little rich kid who thinks shes going to own me. So, youve got tired of playing with all of your dolls and ponies and you decided you wanted to try something a little different. Youre no different from the rest of my owners. Youre all fucking pathetic! He shouted with a look of defiance in his eyes. One that was never usually seen in the eyes of a slave.