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Thread: The Dragon's Den (Tsushui & I)

As Nal Rog got closer with a washing tool in hand, Aria slinked herself closer towards the edge and watched him warily with lowered eyes lest he found the audacity to strike her. After all, most warriors would have chosen death over humiliation and servitude. Despite the noble declaration of despair for her seemingly heroic act in their earlier occurrence, the reaction was still too baffling for her to accept. If all warriors operate under the same pride, it is a wonder how Lord Ix has not exterminated them all by now. It was only logical, that should pride be the fall of humankind, then the world would have been run by the might of the beasts. The thought carried on for a while until he touched her with the sponge. The instant feeling of gratification from his tender rubs was enough for make her lose her guard. Parting her lips, she arched backwards against his firm arms and sighed blissfully. Trust a large and dangerous man to give one of the best massages in the world. Her scarlet eyes peered open in a glassy trance as she observed the fine details of the sparkling ceilings. Whether it was from the comfort of Nal Rogs hands or her natural appreciation for expensive jewels, the environment succeeded in loosening her tongue. Reaching a hand over the back of his neck, she pulled him closer towards her and studied the hard lines on his face. There was a moment of pause before the dragon princess spoke with all seriousness, What is your name? Timing cannot be more inappropriate before she could register an answer, there came a sudden and very apparent noise of the opening and slamming of doors that led to her bath. Momentarily forgetting the warrior in her hand, her body produced an involuntary jerk followed by a series of motions that skipped her brain. As the loud footsteps drew nearer and the figure started to emerge from the foggy room, Aria tightened her grip and yanked her arm down. Had the princess given it more time and less thought about her modesty though, considering the presence of her very male slave, one has to question her contradicting ideals about that, she would have heard cheery voice that might have prevented the attempted judo throw. Good morning Princess. The slender figure chirped is the steam cleared, revealing a young woman with curious purple tresses. She had a look of mischievousness as she gave a slight curtsey towards her mistress and long time friend. Pardon the intrusion but Lord Ix wanted me to inform you that your new tutors would be arriving shortly.
Thread: The Dragon's Den (Tsushui & I)

As a loud splash was heard to commemorate the unannounced actions of both her maid and herself, Aria was slightly too caught up in the moment to release her hand in a timely manner. Having never really experienced a world beyond the walls of the castle, the whole routine became a messy yet interesting learning experience. Humans cannot seem to swim very well nor can they withstand warm water. Part of her wanted to try out his talents at flying but that idea would have to be reserved on another day when she is sure that she would not let go. Then there was the other reason as Juliet had so delicately announced in her own special way. Frowning at the said information, the princess promptly exited the waters and grabbed a deliberately placed bathrobe. Sliding the fabric over her damp skin, she did a simple knot on her side and tugged her hair in place. Taking a quick glance towards the gasping warrior, Aria turned her attentions towards the troubling maid. There was a certain unspoken awkwardness conveyed between them but not so much guilt as one might expect. No, the princess was known for her dark temper and never has her conscience sunk in to rethink her personal rights and status. Rather, it was the sudden miscalculated reaction that bothered her. It was very apparent that she still has not gotten over the fact that anything less draconic still dwells within her blood and for that, Aria found herself holding a childish yet determined grudge against the one who bore her. With narrowed eyes, she focused on her grinning friend before snorting and heading back into the bedroom. No use getting mad at the girl when shes not even naturally afraid of her. She blames Clovis but that woman is an entirely different story altogether. Within a few steps, her dutiful maid had swept before her and drew open a door into a large closet of clothes and accessories. What would my lady desire for todays wardrobe? Something that can speed up the day Aria replied snappily. Leaning against the entrance of the closet, a knowing glint flashed in her eyes and the purple-haired woman began to pace slowly around the small vicinity. In order to speed up the forces of time, my mistress, you would have to slow down what is experienced by others. Turning towards the warrior who had barely showed signs of budging from the bathroom floor, she grinned impishly. May I suggest my lady choose something for the new help? Something which might be considered appropriate for finishing lessons?
Thread: The Dragon's Den (Tsushui & I)

It was a surprise for Nal Rog to see this new arrival grinning in the face of what could be concidered the most violent women in the world. But it was a much bigger shock when said woman took no real action against her. It was almost a slap in the face, an insult, one would say to the warriors masculenity. How was is that this human woman or what he thought to be a human woman could stand in the face of such a creature with no fear of retruibution of any kind? Did she have some kind of special power that he did not immidetley notice? Or was it that she had been here so long that there was an inkling of respect shown by Aria for her long service to the dragonic race? These thoughts burned in his mind as he sat up and peeked out of the doorway at the two as they had their little conversation. It was something about wardrobe which was probably not surprising seeing as they both were women and required some kind of feminine touch to add to their daily life. But then the conversation turned rather weird once Nal Rog was brought up. He didn't quite understand what this woman had in mind for him. There seemed to be some underlining purpose to her words other than to suggest that he be dressed and take lessons which he knew nothing of, nor ever needed for that matter. Sure, the warrior could probably use more than just a pair of leather pants that he had been wearing for days on end, but what could there be to wear for a human male? When he looked upon the dragonic sentries that roamed the castle, they were clad in armor and undergarments that seemed to fit only their scaly forms and no other. For a moment, Nal Rog imagined himself in such attire and it looked so rediculous in his mind that a small tint of pink graced his cheeks as his gaze turned towards the ground before him.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Oh she has done it again. Dodging a flying saucepan that narrowly missed her head -- only to catch her cap Alses could only hasten her exit from the kitchen. Running towards the door, her tail grabbed the abused fabric from the ground, unwilling to see it torn to shreds for the night's appetizer. Sensing a familiar zip of air, she ducked alarmed to find a rolling pin clutter beside her as it bounced off the walls. The chef has proceeded to use her baking utensils now, quite discomforting considering she is only a drawer away from the silver ware. Upon reaching the door, Alses dashed for the handle and unfold her wings in time to avoid the first knife. Leaping in midair, the succubus made sure she had flown a good few feet away from the crazed cook before settling on the branches of one of the trees. She took a deep breath and rubbed the horns on her head gingerly before sighing in relief. Good, they are still there. It would be the first and last time that she would ever criticize the food prepared for her but even so, that still does not justify why she had to taste stringy hair follicles in her food. The bells in the vicinity chimed and Alses gave an inward groan as tugged at her collar. It is that time of day again where all slaves have to wander in the garden to be window shopped. Over the years, Alses has found many ways to avoid it of course, unwilling to be taken away from a place where she is already used to. Today is no different. Flying towards the luxurious site of exotic plants, decorated stones and expensive water fountains, she calmly lowered herself on the highest branch of the tree and watched silently from above. Time passes quicker if you dont think too much about it.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Jason sighed as he walked out to the courtyard as he was instructed, taking his place on a bench. They said the girls would arrive soon enough and he was slightly nervous. His friend had told him about this place where they took girls of various races and trained them to be obedient pets and slaves. He did not believe him until they arrived. His friend already owned three but was always looking for more and Jason, well was bored around the home alone. He was slightly under dressed compared to most there. He wore his tight bluejeans and a tight black t-shirt to show off his build. He did not care much for appearance and wore just what he was comfortable in. As the sounds of the crashing came he looked around to find the source, about then is when he spotted the girl flying into a nearby tree top. His vision was not the greatest but it appeared she wore a collar. Soon many girls arrived in the courtyard prancing around in skimpy outfits and of many races. He admired a few occasionally letting his hand grip a buttock or his arm encircle a girl, however he caught his eyes returning to the treetop. Finally he grabbed one of the less skimpy girls, assuming she was staff, and pulled her aside. His voice was deep toned so he spoke somewhat quietly to try and even it out, Excuse me, but that girl in the tree there is she one of the girls for sale? He did not know what continued to draw his attention to her but it was an urge he could not resist.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Watching the eager female slaves in the castle flaunt around the guests never ceased to amuse her. Alses never understood why they would want to leave the comforts of the vicinity and take a chance with someone who might provide lesser freedom and more abuse from the outside world. Their attitudes confounded her even more. Judging by the liberties the guests are taking, it made the succubus wonder about the difference between buying slaves and fish. At least the latter has a legitimate excuse for its lack of protest. Leaning against the trunk of the tree, Alses crossed her legs and allowed her gaze to wander more. Her eyes widened as she noted a very tall and large man grab one of the staff and pointed towards her direction. Folding her arms together, she watched anxiously as the servant pulled out a controller and searched for the appropriate button. If the light on her collar does not beep, she should be safe. A few tense seconds passed before she witnessed the click, followed by an annoying noise around her neck. Cursing under her breath, the succubus lowered herself to the ground before turning to walk towards the female guard. She took care to slow the process as much as she could of course, pretending to look around distractedly, occasionally stopped to chat with the other female slaves with much about nothing. Most customers are wealthy businessmen who came to purchase a convenient source of comfort. If anything, the man might be one who lacked patience and would probably drop his interest towards her once he realizes her lack of obedience.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

He could not help but grin as he saw her click the button causing a simultaneous beep from her collar. This place was well organized, he appreciated that. However, as he followed the girl to the ground he noted he slow movements, reluctant to obey, or was it something more. He leaned to the guard and whispered, Does she always act this disobedient? He waited for an answer before returning to his original posture awaiting her slow arrival. He almost wanted her to be a challenge, after all he was a fighter who enjoys a challenge more than a fighter. not only would he get amusement out of this but also something to play with. Since she had decided to walk slowly he took this time to take in every aspect of her figure analyzing everything from her moderately skimpy outfit, to her horns, right down to the long leathery tail. taking note of these he realized he would have to tread carefully, after all she was definatly not human and definatly had the weapons built to fight back. Somehow that almost excited him more.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

As she arrived before the servant and the man who forced her out of her hiding spot, Alses noted the alarming physical differences between them. The succubus is easily a whole foot shorter and half his size. The man also had long hair and it pleased her somewhat that it was not covered in dandruff or dust. If she had to offer a compliment, at least she can tell him that he passed all basic levels of hygiene. She also caught the end of the servants replies, Alses is not very welcoming towards strangers Frowning at the thought of being degraded to some sort of a pet, the succubus tilted her head proudly and grinned towards the woman, swishing her tail in a slow and calculated motion. I see you feel rather welcomedwell we can fix that Without a warning, Alses concentrated on the fountain and directed the water towards the servant in a quick and forceful blast, making sure to drench every piece of her fabric. As the servant spluttered and screamed incoherently before her, Alses simply cross her legs and floated in midair, enjoying the sight thoroughly. She is sure that her punishment would be dealt with quite severely after a greater reason why she would need to embrace the act even more. Letting out a chuckle, she gave a half-glare at the slaves who started to whisper and stare at her. Almost at once, silence resumed back to the premises again. It seems that most are unwilling to be the victim of her pranks.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

He could not help but glance over her figure one last time as she arrived. He took note of the servants comments only moments before the succubus spoke. The tilt of her head was meant to make her seem superior to the others, make her feared by those weaker. as a fighter he had learned to read body language in order to anticipate another's action, it proved a useful tool both in and out of the ring. Suddenly as she finished speaking the water from a nearby fountain shot out striking the servant helping him, he merely stepped aside as to avoid the residue of the blast. Well at least her comments were true. As the silence returned to the area Jason could not help but admire her cocky attitude toward everyone else. She was strong will, obviously gifted, and would most definatly pose a challenge for him. Why is it that you hate me I have yet to even address you? He asked thought the question was rhetorical as he turned to the servant, I do apologize to ask you to work as you are but what is the process for, I suppose you would call it purchasing, the girl. He lifted his thumb over his shoulder to point it at the succubus. She is perfect for what I need.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Upon hearing his question, Alses arched her brow and pondered with an amused expression. Hate is a very strong word and it takes too much effort to seriously invest that much emotion on someone whom she has just met. His presence did bother her though for the difference between their sizes places her on a large disadvantage. To top it off, he seemed rather interested in her behavior instead of disapproving her actions like what other masters would have portrayed. What came next was most unexpected. Without a slight bit of hesitation, the man before her had gone off to ask about purchasing her. Watching as the same female servant disappeared in a huff to prepare the paperwork, it suddenly hit her. She was about to be bought and taken away. Narrowing her eyes, she glared as the inevitable happened. The collar on her neck glowed and tightened, the lack of breath caused her to lower back to the ground and sat her by the fountain. It was the worst possible time to be giving her punishment. The collar around her neck would not be removed till her purchase is completed. Flicking her tail angrily at the thought, she glared silently as the woman reappeared with the papers and a smug expression as she witnessed her weakened state. Oh there would be hell to pay once the collar comes off. The succubus would make sure of that. Tugging on the grip around her neck, Alses timed her breathing rate, unwilling to lose consciousness before her master-to-be. Her pride would kill her before that happens.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

He smiled as he sorted through the paperwork signing and initialing in random spots as the servant had pointed them out. He glanced over to see her sitting on the ground tugging at the glowing collar. He watched in confusion for a moment before he realized what was happening. He smiled as he leaned over whispering into the ear of the servant, as he did not want the succubus to hear him, Can I get that collar and the controls as well I will pay whatever extra is necessary? He only smiled as he straightened his posture again to finish completing the forms signing the final line and pulling out a wad of bills and began counting out the amount he owed them. He looked over at his new property and smiled. He would have fun with this. He could see the fire and attitude in her eyes, even as the collar tightening caused her expression to pale. He knew she would not break like a normal pet, but he could do it, he could do anything he wanted as long as he tried hard enough.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Feeling the grip around her neck loosen, Alses took deep breaths and massaged her temples to relief the pressure that was built up from before. Lifting her head to watch the exchange, she wondered what she had missed while being distracted by her choking collar. The man seemed delighted, she could tell that much, but to what end? He practically just bought himself a slave that would not be broken with force. If it was that simple, the agency would not have considered selling her off elsewhere. The fact that the succubus would be one that defy all survival techniques and rather choose self-destruction than to bend was one of the reasons why she lived with dignity till today. It is much more profitable to the organization if she were kept alive and sold somewhere else. As the transaction seems to near towards the end, she narrowed her eyes when the servant did not approach her to remove the device around her neck. In fact, the woman disappeared back into the building only to reappear minutes later with a different controller. Her scarlet eyes darkened into a deepen shade of crimson as she registered the meaning behind that extra contraption. It only serves to prove what she believed those who enter from the outside have a chance of being crueler than what she is already going through. It angered her that after so many years of hiding, she still landed in the circumstance that she so pessimistically wanted to avoid. As the controller reached the large hands of her master, the succubus focused her powers at full blast, sending the servant head first into the fountain. As the sounds of screaming filled the air, the succubus lifted her head with a defiant gaze towards Jason. If he wanted to learn how to torture her, he better take it upon his own responsibility to learn it without much help.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

Just as his hand grasped the remote he watched as the limp body of the servant flew through the air. His eyes widen at the act of violence towards her now former owner. He took the remote lowering it into his pocket and withdrawing a leash from it. He turned and walked towards her. Now that wasn't very nice how would you like to be treated like that. He smirked as he slid his hand back into his pocket pressing the button to tighten the collar yet again. Now behave and we won't have a problem. He raised the clip of the leash towards her nick clasping it on the metallic ring securing her to him. He took the leash and wrapped the other end around his hand several times so that he was sure he had a firm grip on her.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

The sudden tightening of her collar surprised her and once again, Alses tugged desperately at the device for air. Her eyes darkened in a deeper shade of crimson while she watched furiously as her current master toys with her temper. When he approached her close enough to put a leash on her collar, she cringed at his egotistical attitude. The succubus is no pet and certainly would not be tamed like one. Raising her leathery yet muscular tail, allowed the appendage to shoot out and wind itself tightly around Jasons neck and pulling him closer towards her. Seething through the strangling device, she snarled in a darkly, How would you like to be treated like that? Drawing his face towards hers, she added with a smirk of her own, Do we have a problem now, my lord? She practically spat out the honorific at the end. If he so wishes to lead her like an animal, he better be prepared to be treated like one.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

He spotted the look of anger in her eyes immediately. He, however, did not see her tail coming. he grabbed at the tail as it wrapped around his throat. Now he was slightly agitated. He took his hand grabbing a section of the tail and began twisting his wrist. You will be treated better the better you act. He continued to twist but only enough to cause pain no actual harm. He reached his other hand out and struck her cheek firmly. Now learn to behave and we won't need this. He reached down releasing the tail and reaching into his pocket to turn off the collar.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

It was not the first time that she was struck. Given her defiant personality, it was to be expected that she had experienced it once or twice while staying in the slave castle. However, that does not mean that Alses was one to accept them willingly and especially not without reason. Far as logic works, she has not done anything to him to warrant a death grip around her neck and his choice of tactics irked her. Given his strength, the man could easily overpower her but he chose to hide behind a button that has the ability to cut off her life support. The thought of an unfair playing field further fueled her anger. Holding her palm against the burning sensation of her cheek, she retracted her tail before shooting it out to return the favor on his left cheek. With a quiet yet firm voice, she glared at him with a reined temper as she spoke, Why my lord, I have only acted in the way you have chosen to show me.
Thread: Tame me if you can. (thend krieg and I)

His life in the ring kicked in as her tail swung towards him. Almost without realizing he reached out grabbing her tail and jerking it firmly to pull her towards him. He reached out taking her by the waist and pressing her into the ground. He Held the tail firmly in his grasp as he knelt down placing his knee on her chest to pin her. You act as you are told not as you see. He raised his hand again coming down on the same cheek. His body pressed down a little harder against hers just enough that she would have to work for the air she needed to remain conscious. Now learn your manners and maybe you will be treated better. Continue this and it will only get worse.