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Thread: Town Lookout Tower

Name Davien Uradel Nickname Davien Attire Tan army boots, multi-cam pants, tan army belt with AK mag pouch and AK bayonet in scabbard, t-shirt, camel back, slung AK. Location Town Lookout Tower Tagging Crystal and James DayTime Afternoon June 7th 2088 Name Brittany Kay Nickname Brittany Attire Tennis shoes, long striped socks, short pink shorts, white midriff exposing shirt, black leather collar signifying that Davien is her Master, tan army belt with Davien's Nagant pistol holstered. Location Town Lookout Tower Tagging Crystal and James DayTime Afternoon June 7th 2088 Okay, thanks James! Davien yelled back. He was glad that James had not seen them all since they were hidden up here in the tower. Holding Brittany's pony tail, he pulled her head off of his cock and looked down at the two kneeling girls. Well, he said, our amazing play time is over. Thank you for joining us, Chris, and feel free to join us again sometime. Oh yes, Chris, I would love to frisk around with you again! added Brittany. She gave Crystal a quick kiss on the cheek and then began walking down the stairs of the watch tower with Davien, her hand held in the crook of his arm. The two of them walked like a lady and a gentleman, although their attire, youthfulness, and the flushed looks of pleasure on their faces contrasted sharply with the air that they were attempting to put on. A giggle from Brittany and then a chuckle from Davien served to heighten their childishness. Finally they gave up the act and Davien put his arm around Brittany's shoulder and she put her's around his waist, leaning her head towards him affectionately. Davien and Brittany Exit to Town Square
Thread: Town Lookout Tower

Name Crystal bynes Nickname Chris Attire A faded pink tank top with faded black jeans and black sneakers with holes in them. Location uncollared subslave sleeping quarters Tagging anyone DayTime afternoon june 7th 2088 Crystal smiled and said 'thank you guys for the fun and i will take you up your offer . She watched them head out and then turned and looked out onto the town. she did not want to go at first to this festival but then again if she did not how was she going to be collared. She let out a sigh and knew she needed to change so she left head out of the tower in a hurry hoping to change before the festival started. she knew she would stand out but she had to do something about her situtation she wanted something like what that girl and that guy she was messing with had she just wished she knew their names. exit to the uncollared subsslaves sleeping quaters
Thread: The Roads/The Outside

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Thread: The Roads/The Outside

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Brighton Town, Holding Pen. Tagging Anyone. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie was finding it difficult to breathe as she ran along the road. She wasn't sure if she'd find this rumored town or not... was her attempt in vain? Would she die trying to find something that didn't even exist? She had no idea. But she figured it was better to die free and trying than in that holding pen. A groan escaped her and she stumbled, her body in need of care and medical attention. She was getting dizzy, everything was becoming a blur. But still, she wouldn't stop. She couldn't. As she forced her legs to move, she saw something in the distance... a gate? A town? Her heart sped up as she pressed onward, her legs burning... but she wouldn't give up, not until she reached her destination. When Francie neared the gate, her breaths were coming hard and she could barely stand. As everything started to go black, she reached out and knocked on the gate hoping someone would hear her. Anyone. Exits to Town Entrance
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Micheal grabbed a first aid kit on the way to the sub sleeping quarters and when they got there Travis laid the young woman on one of the beds in one of the rooms in the place. He brushed the hair from her face with one of his fingers as he waited for Micheal to come patch her up. As soon as Micheal sat down he set the first aid kit onto the bed beside the woman and opened it up, he then began to clean and bandage her wounds. When he was finished he handed Travis a bowl filled with cold water and a rag. Wipe her down with cold water see if she responds to it ,Micheal told him. Travis soaked the rag then began to run it over her face gently hoping that it would wake her up, he knew she was probably dehydrated from the heat and traveling while injured so they needed to get some fluids into the woman and soon.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Everything was hazy and dark, but that frigid cold... that icy sting... Francie suddenly stirred, her body shifting and moving as she let out soft groans from the pain that wracked her tiny body. So sore, so tired. She tried to swallow, but her mouth was dry, her tongue rough like sandpaper. A shiver ran along her spine and a pounding ache began to throb within her head. So cold. Blinking slowly, she tried to focus. There were faces above her. Faces... W-where am I? Francie asked softly as she shivered.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 As soon as the woman began to stir Travis looked over to Micheal, I think she's waking up Mike, she looks cold wanna grab one of the extra blankets from the closet? ,Travis asked as he removed the rag from her face and set the bowl of cold water on the bedside table. After a few moments Micheal came back with the blanket and handed it to Travis who put it onto the woman tucking her in, he was careful not to touch any of her wounds. You're safe now we're going to take care of you, my name is Travis and this is Mike we found you at the entrance to the town ,Travis told her. Who hurt you? I ask because you had quite a few wounds on you, we've cleaned and bandaged them for you and we'll continue to take care of them until they are fully healed. After Travis was finished talking Micheal handed him a bottle of water to give to the young woman, Here drink this, we can send for food if you'd like as well you need to regain strength ,Travis told her in a kind tone.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie tried to focus her eyes a bit more, taking in the faces of those who stood over her--one in particular standing out. Who was he? An angel? Whoever he was... she was grateful him and the tone of his voice... she used it as her sole means of focus as she tried her best to come around fully, though her body protested entirely. Th-thank you... for your... kindness... Francie rasped out between shivers. She was glad for the blankets once wrapped up in them despite the injuries and soreness her body was feeling. She was so cold from being dehydrated. I-I'm Francie... from... Brighton... th-they hurt me th-there... l-locked me up... At that, Francie looked up into Travis' eyes and graciously accepted the water he offered her, taking a tiny sip. The water was cold and it hurt a little going down at first. But she needed it desperately. Th-thank you... Francie said again. And y-yes... some food would b-be nice... Her blue eyes were expressive and showed her gratitude as she tried her best to speak. And not once did they look away from Travis'.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Oh it's no problem you needed help and we were there ,Travis stated in response to the woman's thanks. He gave her another smile and then his smile faded when she mentioned where she was from and that they hurt her. Well we won't hurt you here unless of course you ask, even then we're not excessive ,Travis stated. He then looked to Micheal after the woman said that food would be nice, Mike nodded as if saying he knew what Travis was looking at him for then made his way out of the room. When Micheal left Travis returned his attention back to Francie, Mike will be back with some food for you very soon, while he's gone why don't you tell me why these people hurt you ,Travis felt for the woman and it was clear by his tone that she was concerned.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie looked up at Travis, snuggling under the blankets while shivering. Th-they don't understand m-me, she began. Th-they found out things... Her eyes welled up with tears and one rolled down her cheek. She would've brushed it away, but she was too weak and sore to bother. Instead of t-trying to understand, th-they locked m-me up... b-beat me... h-hurt me... More tears fell. C-called me things... Went on for d-days... days... She closed her eyes for a moment and tried to swallow. When she opened them again, she focused on Travis, her head pounding with a headache. T-trying to f-find this t-town that accepts people... d-different people... I don't know if it exists... Again, she tried to swallow. D-does it? She looked right at Travis, her eyes hopeful.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Travis reached down and wiped the tears from her eyes as he listened to her words, when she was finished talking he gave her a smile. Well this town excepts people who are different maybe you've found the place you're looking for, tell me what made you so different that those people beat you and called you nasty things? ,he asked curiously. Before the woman could answer Micheal came back into the room and set a plate of hot soup on the bedside table for the woman to eat he then backed away and leaned against the wall in the room watching as Travis talked to the woman.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Shivering under the blankets, Francie looked at Travis. She wondered if he was right, if the town she was now in might just be the town the rumors had been about. If only she could be so lucky. But was she? She honestly didn't know and with the way her life was going, she was a bit fearful that she was being naive and hopeful. But there was a part of her that so desperately wanted to hold onto the words that Travis had spoken... a part of her that wanted to hope. Just then, Michael returned with some soup. She gave the other man a smile and nodded her thanks and appreciation. Turning back to Travis, she tilted her head a little. It's hard to explain, she said, her voice a hoarse whisper. As she searched for a way to explain, she could feel her cheeks turning red, burning with embarrassment over what her people had called a 'perversion'. Just... I... w-well... I... She bit down on her lip and looked away, her cheeks a deep shade of scarlet. I like pain... Her voice trailed and she closed her eyes. It was clear she was embarrassed, that she desperately wanted to hide and would if she wasn't so weak or so sore.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 When the woman told them why the people in her town had done what they did Travis smiled brightly realizing she indeed found the town she was looking for. Well you'll fit right in here Francie I do believe you've indeed found the town you were looking for ,Travis told her. Micheal simply smiled and looked at both Travis and the woman, Travis then gave the woman another smile, So what kind of things do you like? ,he asked. And don't feel embarrassed to talk about it everyone here has their own kinks there's nothing to be ashamed of.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie could hardly believe it. Had she heard Travis correctly? Did she truly find the right place... it actually existed? Just then, she turned to look at him, her eyes tearing up all over again when he told her she was among people who also enjoyed pain. R-really? she asked, almost in disbelief. I-I'm not alone? The emotions she felt roiling inside were overwhelming, bubbling just beneath the surface and threatening to consume her, but she managed to keep them under control. But only just. Well, I've never had anyone help me with it before, she admitted. So it's hard to say. I have ideas though. I know what I like in my head... what sounds good to me. She shivered a bit, still cold from being dehydrated. I've attempted a few different things though. Like cutting and whipping myself with belts. Her cheeks went red again. They called me perverse... strung me up... whipped me... cut my arms and legs... Again, her eyes welled with tears. Th-they said if I liked pain so much... I... Her voice trailed and she looked away for a moment. When she looked back up at Travis, her expression showed fear and longing to be understood. But it doesn't work like that. It doesn't... That isn't the same... Her voice was desperate and she hoped he understood what she meant.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 No it's not the same Francie, if you'd like the people of this town can help you discover what you like we have training facilities for such things ,he told her with another kind smile. As soon as you feel up to it we can get to work and if you feel better soon you can come to the festival we're having tonight and get to know some of the others in the town, I'm sure you will fit right in. Travis knew the woman needed guidance and friends, people to care for her and he knew that the people of the town would accept her he just knew it.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie smiled a little when Travis reassured her and even mentioned that she could be assisted in learning. She wasn't quite sure how someone could actually help her, but she figured that it was better to ask and find out and take it from there and see. It was clear that the people seemed to care and that was what mattered. Festival? Francie asked as she pulled at the blankets and tried to sit up a bit, reaching for the water so she could take another sip. What festival? What's it for? What are you celebrating? she asked.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 We have a festival every month so that doms and subs can all mingle together and everyone in the town can get to know each other more some subs are even collared at these festivals by doms and they become their slaves of course everyone who is collared is willing we do not believe in forced relationships here ,Travis explained. It's not really a celebration more like a party to have fun, Micheal here usually goes but he usually sits around and drinks by himself ,Travis teased at Mike. Shut it Travis I have my reasons ,Micheal stated in response. Travis just let out a laugh he was only teasing Micheal to try and cheer Francie up a bit and get a laugh out of her.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie listened to everything Travis was telling her about Doms and subs and collaring. And... slaves? It was all so foreign to her. Then again, she was still trying to understand why she even enjoyed receiving pain. I see, she said softly. Sounds like I have a lot to learn. She bit down on her lip. I don't understand half of what you said, she admitted, trying to be honest. I mean, I understand the words, but it ends there. But it sounds intriguing if I'm understanding things correctly... Her voice trailed as she tried to piece things together. Being an intelligent woman, she did her best to logically deduce things based on what she'd heard and what Travis seemed to be saying. It still didn't change the fact that she needed to learn more. A lot more. But maybe the festival and some time in the facility they'd mentioned would help there. But I'm glad you don't force things, she then said smiling a little bit more before taking yet another sip of her water. And the festival sounds fun too. Pulling at the blankets a bit, she giggled softly and gestured toward Michael. So why would he want to sit by himself at a fun party? she asked, her eyebrows furrowing a bit.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Well I say you should join us then you'll have a great time and I'll introduce you to some of my good friends and I am sure they will absolutely love you, you seem very nice and I can't understand why anyone would want to hurt you so badly ,Travis stated. When Francie asked why Micheal would want to sit by himself at the festival he let out a laugh, He likes to watch and try to see if any of the subs catch his attention, I don't understand why he doesn't just get up and dance or talk to any of them he's so picky ,Travis responded with a small laugh. He got a sharp glare from Micheal afterwards too, We should stop talking about Micheal's social issues though before he gets angry ,Travis joked again.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie nodded in understanding. I see, she said softly. In many ways, she could understand that. She wasn't one to judge someone in their ways of searching for their 'one'. Plus, she didn't know Michael at all. But from the looks of it, he had his reasons for his methods and that was enough. Well, I'd like to attend, she added, smiling a bit and then taking another sip of water. Her head was still hurting her and her body was still so very sore. Though I doubt I'll be able to do much dancing myself. In fact, I'll probably be sitting for most of it given how I feel. But I'd love to meet some people if that's possible. I'd like that. She smiled at both Travis and Michael. I hope people won't mind I won't be able to move around much...
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Micheal Stratton Nickname Mike, Sir Attire Standard Military uniform Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Travis, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Name Travis Seth Ryback Nickname Travis, Seth Attire Camo pants, Black Tanktop, Combat Boots Location Uncollared SubSlave Sleeping Quarters Tagging Micheal, Francie DayTime Afternoon June 7, 2088 Don't worry people won't mind most will understand Marcus already knows that you're injured in fact he's the one who had us bring you here and tend to you ,Travis told her. Marcus is the head of the town he and his son built this place along with a few others and he took us in, Micheal saved my life as a matter of fact I was found just like you were only my injuries were from traveling ,he told her. He thought it may comfort her and put her a little more at ease if she knew that someone else in the community had been found just like she had been.
Thread: Uncollared sub/slave Sleeping Quarters

Name Francesca Harris Nickname Francie Attire Thin pale pink satin slip. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone Travis, Michael. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. Francie nodded and smiled. It definitely made her feel better to know that others had been found like she had been. It made her not feel so alone or isolated. I see, well that's good to know. I'll have to thank him later then as well, she said. I'm grateful to you all. She took another sip of water and set down her cup and then looked over at the soup. Biting down on her lip, she reached for it and blushed. Name Kyle Lawton Nickname Attire Dark blue cami tank, black leggings. Location Uncollared subslave Sleeping Quarters. Tagging Anyone. DayTime June 7, 2088 Afternoon. After the crowd had thinned out in the Town Square, Kyle made her way back to the slaves' quarters. It was strange heading back since she hadn't stayed there in about two years. Yes, she visited every so often when wanting to spend a little time with sister slaves she'd befriended. But that was it. And it was only when Brian had allowed it, which was rare and such visits had become almost non-existent in recent times once his true colors had become full blown and he'd tried to isolate her from anyone who'd cared for or loved her. She wondered if any of her sister slaves would even want to talk to her again... she didn't even dare get her hopes up there. She was useless now... a useless slave. Who would want her... no one. No one...