Thread: Starting Over (RoleplayMaster)

Elena The loud clacking of wooden sandals rang out on the streets, matching the hurried pace of a beautiful young inumimi. A few beads of sweat trickled down her face s she ran, almost as though stopping would surely be the end of her, and possibly it would considering where she was running from. A month or so ago, one wealthy young man had purchased a beautiful young inumimi, though her price was a bit more since she was thought to be a wolf. Of course, her appearance was rather stunning, having a somewhat innocent face, but a more mature figure D-cup breasts and some fine curves in her hips and legs. She had medium length hair, which was a unique light gray much like a wolf's coat of fur. Her ears and tail were a darker shade of gray, not quite black, and her eyes were bright yellow. Her name was Elena, her age thought to be in her early twenties. Seeing as he just had to have this...Elena, the young man had purchased her, making her a servant under him. It wasn't uncommon for a kemonomimi to be in service to a human, and it was almost expected. There were a good numbers of perks to having them compared to a human servant too. There was the idea that you could train them, almost like a regular pet, though the kemonomimi were known to submit to authority much quicker. Also, they could easily fit into nearly any role the master of mistress had needed them for, be it to cook, clean, provide massage, tend to children, and so on. However, they were also very popular as sexual pets, especially those that would go into 'heat' more often. It was perfect for those that enjoyed a sexual romp more often, and kemonomimi were known to be quite wild under the sheets. As it would turn out for Elena, the young man that had purchased her planned for her to be his sole sexual pet, even planning to specifically train her to tend to his needs on a daily basis. His particular fetishes were more on the rough side, and while Elena could bear with it, he tended to get a little violent if she didn't do things quite like he had wanted. Even so, he was determined to keep her around until she was a perfect sex pet for him. Unfortunately, she had other plans. Seeing as she had a lot of favor in his eyes, she was constantly being checked up on in her room. Ever since she had undergone the 'training', she had been hoping to escape, and she soon found her chance. Being an inumimi, her senses were sharper than humans, especially her hearing and sense of smell. She had put those to good use to leave her room and make it past other servants and such to get out, but she knew it wouldn't be long until thy noticed. She had been running for what seemed like hours, and she soon came to take a pause in a small dark alley where she wouldn't be seen so easily. Her legs felt a bit weak, and it didn't help that her violet kimono and these wooden sandals weren't easy to run in. She had brought the sandals just so she would be more comfortable running around in the streets, but she decided she should just carry them now. She could tell that the streets around here weren't too occupied, so she could make her way around without drawing too much attention to herself. She took a little extra time as she felt dizzy for a moment, but she was soon heading out again, this time in a steady walking pace. The moon sure was lovely tonight, though Elena knew she couldn't really stop to admire it. This area was very unfamiliar to her, and it didn't help that she had been running almost randomly just to get away from the home she was in. She would leave the house on occasion with her master, though it was usually in the car. She couldn't look out the window often as she was expected to keep her master busy. Her ears twitched a little as she picked up the sound of footsteps, her first reaction being to push herself against the side of a wall nearby. As she glanced over the corner, she could see it was just a couple men out for a walk, discussing their troubles and how they should drink to forget. Elena remembered being made to drink a few times, which would end up getting her drunk and not recalling clearly what went on after that. She usually found herself waking up with her clothes forced open though, along with a rather particular scent lingering in the air. Not exactly fond memories there. When she was sure they were gone, she continued up the road, sticking with these smaller side streets for a while. She certainly didn't plan to be staying out in the streets from here on, as it would only be a matter of time before she was picked up, either by her master or someone else that planned to make her their own servant. She tightened the kimono more around her neck, hiding the collar that had been placed on her by her previous master. It was bright red with the tag having her name engraved on it, along with some information on her master and his residence. She wanted to take it off of course, though her master did not make it all that easy to do so, and in her rush, she thought it better to hide it. She soon came across some homes that were a bit larger and sharper-looking than the previous homes, a couple looking like the home she ran off from. She had panicked for a moment, but calmed down knowing that this area had a different scent, therefore different residents. A thought had come to mind as she was wandering past these homes. It was a bit risky though, as it did involve giving herself to another home. Still, Elena was convinced that any other master would have been better than that man. That had to be true. In return for serving them, it would mean she'd be safe in that home from being found...probably. At least that's how it played out in Elena's head. Her master paid a pretty penny to get her, and any wise man would be able to understand her worth just by looking at her. Aside from a few bruises she hid under her kimono, she looked nearly untouched. She swallowed, figuring that she might as well do it. It was only a matter of picking which house to go to. She soon came to one that appeared to be a two-story building, though not the most expensive looking home. Even so, it was on the same street, so it's value must still been pretty high. Since Elena figured these homes would have servants already, maybe finding one that would have less would be better. This house seemed like it would fit her idea. She was hesitant to go, considering that once someone saw her, they'd be likely to say something that wouldn't be good for her. They might end up taking favor in her right away, but that was just the risk. She slowly moved up to the door, still being a little stealthy about her movement. A new bit of worry washed over her as she came to the door, slowly moving her hand to push the doorbell. W-well, no turning back now. She stood there with her wooden sandals in one hand, the other working to brush her hair a little to make herself look more appropriate. Her hair did get a little messed up as she ran, and even while she had wiped the sweat from her brow, a bit remained on her forehead.