Thread: What happens on an Airship... (Sheena-Tiger x MessedupRp)

Sheena-Tiger said For Eniola it was not of much importance what day or time it was. She could only guess how much time had passed since she had been captured, 2 months maybe? Or was it more like 5? She had tried to keep up with the passage of time but if you are kept in tightly locked places without a window it gets quite hard and at some point she just gave up. A few days ago, at least that timespan was known to Eniola, she had finally been sold. She did as well know, that her price had not been very high. Most slaves were sold for at least 10 times the sum, but they had been trained for a much longer time and far better than herself, but the buyer had been insistent. Now the young woman looked around herself, right after a blindfold had been removed by someone that looked like a maid, if not for the collar around her neck. The red haired young woman blinked, her eyes slowly adjusting to the light from gaslamps all around her. She was not sure what kind of place this was, she had been brought here in a big box and the moment she had been freed, she had been pulled onto her feet and secured to whatever it was she was standing at. From her experience she would say, her arms and legs were secured to wooden beams propped up in the shape of a X while she herself was naked, unlike the blonde maid who just left the room through a door behind her. Eyes wandered around, Eniola could not make all that much sense out of what she saw. From her point of view, she could see some windows, round ones like she had seen in her hometown on some ships, but she could not see any water but instead clouds and stars. It had to be night and they had to be quite high, like on an airship. Eniola gulped. Being on an airship meant, there was no way to get away, a thought that had mostly been trained out of her but that still popped up every now and then, but she did not plan to die, which included falling from an airship. Click to expand... Mila walked slowly and gracefully through her giant zeppelin-style airship. It was a magnificent craft, fitting for her, at least in her mind it was. She walked her way down to the storage chamber where her slave was being kept. With a few taps of the button on one of the many control panels. Gaslamps in the ship were replaced with her own, specially designed electric lights. These kept there from being a possibility for the ship to explode. She smiled as she entered. The room Looking her new slave over, letting her hand trail down her thigh. She smiled. Wondering what the slave was thinking of her. She was of decent size, 5'11 she had long white hair that was currently pulled into a neat bun at the nape of her neck while two teldrisl of curly hair trailed down the sides of her head. Framing her pale skin and her elegant face. She had feminine features with pronounced cheek and collar bones. Her body was fit and toned, her ass plump and firm and her breasts not overly large but also shapely. She had long luscious legs, most of which were shown off by her skirt. On her head pearched a bowler hat with her goggles wrapped around. She reached up and stroked her slave's cheek mm you will be fun she slowly clipped the leash to the slave's collar and unlocked her shackles. Letting her get down come along pet. You will crawl behind your new mistress she smirked at the word mistress. Her new life was one she looked forward to.