Thread: Nevada's Request Thread ~VA rp Anyone?~

RE Nevada's Request Thread here's a master slave prompt if you think it appeals.... Sir Vincent marched back and forth down the hallway impatiently, constantly checking his watch, filled with excitement. The physical excitement the realization of this own brilliance gave him new energy, and life, after seven long years of emotional purgatory It was seven long years since he had been forced to marry the lovely but oh so dreadful Sybil. Sybil Whelch was the heir to the Whelch fortune, and had all the charm of a leech. It had been an arranged marriage, Sybil knew damn well he hated her and she was fine with that, she hated him, it was mutual, only a status matter, a way for keeping the wealth in the family by marrying cousins. Vincent was he cousin twice removed, but not far enough for his tastes. But the elders of the Whelch and Price families demanded they produce and heir. This would be simple if Sybil was not the type to eat her own young and Vincent had any desire to touch her. And so Vincents life had been for the past seven years, a loveless passion less marriage form hell with only outings with his friends and the bottle to keep this morale up. Then there was the night that changed everything... A week ago a few of his friends took him out to a local bar, the billboard form across the street featured a new womens cosmetic ad. The Model in the ad was beyond sexy, and they discussed how that seemed more and more common these days. Then Louie, who worked for the masters guild explained that the advertising companies stopped using regular human girls as models a long time ago, now they use the sexy exotic slaves from the local slave shops to sell their merchandise. The idea being that slave girl will always be sexier than human women. 'Probably alot more tolerable than Sybil too.' Vincent thought drunkenly then came the suggestion, Why not check out a high end slave shop and check out and see if these slaves are as sexy in person as they are in the advertisements. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was seven years of dry existance, or simply pent up lust. But that night everything changed. While his friends tried to lobby for a VIP tour of the slave shop after hours, he waited in the main lobby, too drunk to care about whether or not they would make it in, then it happened! A beautiful, young, tanned, and sexy neko female clad into only in a pair of skimpy panties passed by with a tray of drinks and offered one to him. She offered with the tray with one hand and tried her best to cover her large, plump breasts with the other. Vincent took the drink and watching awe as the neko slave started to leave. The sway of her full and curvy hips and her sexy juicy ass sealed her fate. He wanted her! Sir Vincent was reborn! He chased the slave girl down and tossed her tray aside and forced her into a backroom, his lips on her neck, his crotch against his ass, and hands on her breasts and in her panties... He couldn't recall how many times he had taken the helplessly sexy slave girl that night. Five times perhaps? Maybe more. So many different ways, so many different different postions, so many ways the sexy slave girl's body responded to his touch! She had awakened and passion in him he thought he had lost and women how made him feel lust and desire. Of course there were the cost of the drinks he had ruined, and the damage to the supply had trashed in the process , but all easily paid for. But then the next morning he woke up happy and excited with a realization. Why couldn't he own a slave? Then Eureka! It hit him, a plan! The best plan he had ever had in years! The net week was dedicated to tracking down that shop that slave girl and acquiring everything about her, images, measurements, and legal documents or ownership. Sybil would disapprove, she would disapprove no matter what, but he wasnt going to let her remarks stop him this time. Even if she caught unto the greater end of his plan, he would still have have a beautiful sex slave to show for it. He felt giddy as a school boy as he fished out of the photos that came with the paper work to the feline sex bomb he was soon to be in possession of. He couldn't wait, and soon she would bear his heir... Whoever bought her wasted no expense in purchasing her, she was prepped by having her lush tanned skin oiled and massaged from head to toe, her hair styled sexily, and a slave amount of cat nip sprinkled onto her oiled skin. That was not counting the straps, skimpy outfits and sexy costumes and fertility drugs also are shipped with her. She was given only a simple clothes, though more than she had at the slave shop, just a skin tight tank top that nearly molded around her large double D breasts and a skimpy thong that emphasized her sexy ass. But who was her master? And why was he so desperate to buy her? Eventually the truck she was watching in came to a stop at the door of the Price Estate.