Thread: Wealth and Power (Aldir, Snow white)

Grey eyes peered over the selection along with other sets of eyes, some masked by shadow and others rather happy to show their faces. The owner of this particular set of stormy eyes was one of the latter category, the ruthless and cunning woman was hardly afraid of who she really was or ashamed of what it was she did. The difference between she and the others here was that she herself was searching for something she had not gotten for a long while, a challenge. Some sought a simply rare pleasure beyond other more common ones. Old money, new money, it hardly mattered as this room held the upper echelons of the wealthy. The auctioneer was currently displaying a male, doling out the cold medical details as though he were a slab of meat on the market. Likely to a number of women and a few men here, that was exactly what he was. They grey eyed Julia Revil was not overly interested in such fare here she could always tell from body language what she was looking at. Shoulders were slumped, eyes downcast, expression vacant. He was already broken, a perfect obedient little toy, unspoiled in the manner for which he was bought of course but otherwise barely human. Julia heard various numbers listed off, each one seeming more ridiculously high than the last though it was all merely change to most in this room. The other woman seated at her table, her younger sister, looked positively bored by the entire affair. The pair certainly looked rather contrasting, Julia wearing a fine black dress and her necklace that of well-cut and polished obsidian while her sister wore a white dress with diamonds around her neck. Both held physical similarities of course, black of hair and both wearing it in short braids. Though, Julia had a more sharp aristocratic form of beauty about her, screaming of authority while her sister Felicia held a more seductive and sexy form of charm. See anything you like, Juls? Her sister inquired, crossing her legs and resting her chin on her hand, blowing a strand of hair from her face. Hmm nothing overly challenging thus far. You know how it goes they typically save their premium stock for last. Julia returned, earning a shrug from her sister. Julia sighed, crossing her arms under her breasts as apparently a buyer had been found for the previous slave. A rather posh looking young man by the looks of it, the young woman didnt recognize him so she figured he was likely new money. Her sister was never fond of these events, she preferred more broken in specimens or as she so put it the slutty ones actually know what theyre doing. As if sex was just what the woman wanted, there were more dark needs that she had in mind for whatever toy she bought. Im hungry. On the way back to your house we should stop by some place. Ive heard good things about this one fast food joint, Iggys something. I cant remember at the moment. Felicia suggested, earning a sideways look from Julia. I could always have my other slaves fix something once we are home. I bought a new cook he could probably make whatever you want. She replied, her eyes returning to the auction block. Ugh. You are so dull, Juls. Come on, live a little! Felicia complained. Id like to, if I go to whatever place you are thinking of it will probably be counterproductive to that goal. The wealthy woman said, her full attention on the auction block. With that conversation clearly over, her sister grumpily took up her glass and sipped at her mixed drink. Julia rolled her eyes as she watched the auctioneer prepare for the next slave to be brought forth. Normally these auctions were done by slaves, at least the normal ones. This type of auction, it was far more important. These slaves were not just any slaves they were pristine stock and were virgins besides. Sexual slaves by any definition, though they were far more well-kept than most. Julia was still searching for her challenge, something that held at least the smallest signs of defiance in them.