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Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

It was probably better for Asuka that she couldn't just haul off and deck Roselyn. Not only would Roselyn probably turn right around and break something on that pretty little face, but there would have been about a half dozen Bangers on her ass in the blink of an eye. That kind of thing wouldn't go over very well for the plan that Roselyn had formulated in her own head and, she hoped, that Logan would agree with. Roselyn had meant it when she said that she hadn't brought Asuka here to hurt her. Grabbing her boot knife, Roselyn cut the rope that kept Asuka's legs bound. After slipping the knife back into its place, Roselyn helped the asian woman out of the trunk of the car and began to guide her across the parking lot toward the double-doors that lead into the complex. All of the guys whistled and shouted in their wake. Not only had the Bangers' street queen returned, but she had brought a new plaything for the gang with her - a trophy from the other gang if there was any judgement to be made by her obvious ethnicity. The Yomi were the only gang around that had any kind of notable oriental crew among them. The roars disappeared as the duo entered the building and the doors slammed shut behind them. The hallway inside was empty, which Roselyn had expected. Most of the gang lived here on one of the rooms, usually with one or two other members, like one big family. It was much more common for the gang to gather inside of someone's apartment and relax than it was for them to crowd together in the narrow hallway. Alright, Asuka, Roselyn spoke again in a soft tone. I'm gonna take the gag out of your mouth but try to resist the urge to scream. We don't want the guys to... Roselyn was cut off by the sound of Asuka's ringtone calling out from her pocket. Damnit! Roselyn hissed. How could I be so stupid as to have forgotten to leave your phone behind. The dark-haired woman shoved her hand shamelessly into Asuka's pocket to retrieve the ringing phone instead of removing the gag. That could wait until after the call. Hello? Roselyn spoke normally as she flipped the phone up to her ear.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Asuka Shinjiro Tsuimori The whistles ... were adding onto how much she was hating being guided around in her state. Her head lowered ... even though she knew she hadn't done anything wrong. Thankfully the noise got drowned out after a bit ... hinting that they were inside ... somewhere. She had been more than ready to have the gag removed ... but she nearly jumped as the phone rang again. A low and muffled chuckle left. She supposed she should have seen that coming. A ..i ... i ... She murmured, exhaling through her nose. Once Roselyn answered, the very harsh and stern voice of Shinjiro wasted no time in speaking, Who the hell is this and where is Asuka?! Behind the phone, he had stood up once the voice answered ... and was now back to pacing in the room. Noting the Coke that she had been sipping, he decides to get one for himself hoping some thing will try to calm him down. Not gonna get her back like this ... Still, he wouldn't hold back his anger especially since it was justified. Sounds of footsteps heading out of a room could be heard. The answer to where was easily answered as a door opening, then a drink being opened could be heard. The breathing on the other end ... was mixed. It was trying - actually attempting - to calm down but the task was much easier said than done. For, of course, obvious reasons.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Roselyn continued to guide Asuka down the hall, even as she was on the phone with the asian woman's brother. There was no point in stopping over some little phone call that would ultimately mean nothing in the long run. Besides, Logan's apartment room was on the third floor of the complex and Roselyn wanted to get Asuka to him as soon as possible. She was sure that Asuka would prefer that over the alternative of standing around and waiting for one of the gang's less gentlemanly men to find her in this situation as well. Oh, hello Shinjiro, Roselyn spoke in a half-bubbly voice. She wanted to gloat for being able to snatch the Yomi's darling Asuka right out from under their noses, but there would be time for that later. After all, Logan hadn't even been made aware of their ace-in-the-hole yet. Well, you know me as Rachel, but that isn't my real name. My real name isn't important, though, so let's skip to the second question. Asuka is with me and she is safe. She's a little tied up right now and can't come to the phone, but she is safe and she will remain so as long as you're a good little boy and do as your told. We will call you with more details later. For now, you just sit tight. Roselyn ignored any attempt that Shinjiro might have made to cut her off as she spoke or any mumbling from the gagged Asuka. She said her piece, interruptions or not, and promptly disconnected the call by shutting the phone off before slipping the small cellular device inside of her own pocket. With that interruption out of the way, Roselyn stepped up behind Asuka rather quickly and threw her arms around the smaller-framed woman just as she had done before - left arm around Asuka's waist and right hand clamped over her mouth. Of course, this time that was no rag and her hand was reaching for the ball of the gag instead of mouth and nose. We're going to try this again, Roselyn whispered into Asuka's ear. I am going to pop this gag out of your mouth as a show of good faith so that you can at least communicate. I will answer any questions that you might have, but if you scream, I will shove this thing right back between those pretty lips of yours. Got it? Roselyn paused, waiting for confirmation. If Asuka nodded, then she would remove the gag and the two would continue onward. If Asuka gave the dark-haired woman any reason to doubt, then the gag would remain in place and the oriental woman would find herself being hurried along by a much less sunny side of her former 'friend' Rachel.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Asuka Shinjiro Tsuimori It was tempting ... to even try to hint to Shinjiro that she was beside Roselyn during the whole talk. But ... she could hear enough he was already pissed as it was. If he got even the slightest hint that she was bound and gagged, he'd have more of a fit than he may already be having. And ... she was already - unintentionally - doing enough to him just by being in this situation to begin with. Ergo, somewhat - okay very reluctantly - she forced herself to stay silent. The lack of sight made all the twists and turns even more confusing ... but some stairs hinted the direction of up was at least part of the equation. Over the phone, Asuka could hear a few times her brother had attempted to speak .... but perhaps the only thing making him behave at all was knowing she was on the other end. The only thing he would get out before Roselyn hung up were the words, Tch ... fine. I'm holding you to that though ... before he too hung up. Feeling Roselyn's arms wrap around her body, one upon the gag and the other around her waist, Asuka tensed at first. But as she began to explain what she was really going to go, she .. well ... attempted to relax. It was still very nerve-wracking to be in a spot like she was now and not be anxious. But so far she had been getting, from what she could assume, close to getting answers. So ... she would keep behaving. A nod in the direction of a 'yes' left Asuka's head as she eagerly waited for the gag to be removed. Once it was ... she panted a bit, swallowing now that her mouth wasn't restrained but nothing close to screaming. Merely letting her mouth get used to being free again. And thus the first question that had been going through her mind finally left, ....Why go to such dire measures? Assuming this is to stop my brother, that is .... She did recall 'Rachel' bringing that up in their talk ... and wondered if that was what this was about. Or ... correct me if I'm wrong in that guess ... She added lowly.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Well listen to you, Roselyn said with a pleasantly surprised tone as a smile slid across her lips. If I was in your place, I would be screaming and swearing like an old fisherman. I'm honestly surprised that you have been able to stay calm like this for this long not that I am complaining. Anyway, you are correct in your assumption. I brought you here to shut the Yomi down. As for these particular measures... Well, you're Shinjiro's only notable weakness. We could shoot him, yeah, but that isn't our style and it would only incite a gang war that we would rather avoid. Violence isn't our style - never has been. That is why I went to the lengths of sabotaging the Yomi's motorcycles and knocking you out in a relatively forceless manner to get you here. We want to end this problem quickly and peacefully. Frankly, she was glad that she did not have to put Asuka's gag back into place. Asuka was a really nice girl, despite her upbringing, and Roselyn hated putting her in this situation. This was just another notch in the long record of things that she had done for the gang that she didn't want to do. If she just had a dollar for each of those notches, she could retire from the street life. Her car would be paid off and she would be able to buy and pay off a house. That is how she felt sometimes, at least. By now, the two young women had made it to the third floor and were walking down the corridor that ended in the door to Logan's apartment. Logan lived there alone, making he and Roselyn the only two Bangers that had their own places in the complex. The dark-haired woman assumed that Asuka would be made to stay with her, but she had no idea how she would hold the enthic woman there. Logan's apartment was much more secure but he wouldn't force a strange girl to stay there with him would he? It seemed a little unlike him to Roselyn. Besides, what would he do with Asuka when he had a woman over?
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Asuka Shinjiro Tsuimori Feeling more stairs and a few other turns, another question left the Asian's lips. What ... should I expect? Where ... exactly are you leading me to then? Some ... sort of holding place? It could fit their 'style' somehow ... but then again, maybe not. After all, she did have all the restraints upon her as it was. An inward sigh left as her head bowed ... this all really was beginning to get the best of her. But a bit moreso in the psychological aspect ... this was just a blindfold ... right? She wanted to be damn well sure ... she had to be. ... Please can ... can you at least remove the blindfold? This is .... enough to make any sane person nervous. I've ... tried to avoid complaining but ... Her head shook slowly. I can't keep this hidden away anymore. Is ... there any way it can be removed? I'm already lost enough as it is .... I'm not sure how long I was out during the ride though I'd guess probably most of it ... Her voice was trying to stay calm ... but it was trembling ever so slightly, her anxieties beginning to get the best of the poor Asian. Resuming with her calming breaths through her nose, another question --- one she was probably being way too hopeful with -- very slowly left her lips. When ... will this end? I mean ... I'm just staying like this till Aniki gets a grip ... right? Or .. had she missed something, somewhere. She hadn't thought so but ... she could be naive every now and again.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

I am sure that my brother will take your blindfold off when we get to his apartment, Roselyn replied to Asuka's plea in an effort to calm the obvious quake in the smaller woman's voice. As for the rest... It is not my place to say. In the end, it is Logan's call about how to handle you, not mine, but I do not foresee you being held here any longer than necessary if Shinjiro plays by the rules. Of course, I don't really predict that he will play by our rules very well. The duo reached the end of the corridor and Roselyn tugged back on Asuka's arm gently to send her a silent message to stop so that she did not walk face first into the door. You know your brother better than I do, of course, but in my month with his crew he struck me as a... persistent individual. I do not believe that he will stop. I believe that he will stay low and under the radar with his dealings from now on, but I do not believe that he will stop. He will wait patiently and slowly arm the Yomi for a fight while trying to ensure that you are not being harmed. The dark-haired woman sighed heavily as she stepped around Asuka so that she could quickly knock on the door. Hopefully Logan was home. Roselyn had left her house keys with him on the off chance that she was discovered while with the Yomi. That is just what I think, of course, and it is what I fear. This whole 'Asuka will be safe as long as you play by our rules' is a bluff that I hope doesn't get called. Logan is a sucker for a pretty face and you've got one hell of a cute little mug on the top of that little neck. It doesn't matter if Shinjiro starts an open gang war in the middle of the streets. Logan won't make an example of an innocent girl.
Thread: Gang Wars [YunaxPredatory's 1x1]

Asuka Shinjiro Tsuimori A slow, silent nod left the Asian as she would wait a bit more. From what she was gathering, everything ... her fate, future, most of everything would be decided between two people. To be more exact, two men ... one she didn't know and one she did all too well. It horrified her ... and she hated it. All but the last of her sanity and life had been practically stripped away ... it was making her tremble more. She was trying to cling onto something ... hope? Faith? She wasn't sure ... but it was something - the only thing - keeping her calm. Feeling herself get ceased to avoid walking into something ... a door she guessed, her heart sank at the next words. She may has well have slapped her .... because that was what it had felt like. She was right and the fact Shinjiro had said the same words earlier made her tremble more. He probably wouldn't stop ... build up and prepare. Whatever she had been holding onto finally slipped ... and tears slowly began falling, all her control and restraint now gone. By now, Asuka could barely hear anymore words ... even the knock she hadn't noted. Her tears continued falling down her cheeks, down to the floor. Never before had the asian felt as dead as she was now. This was the worst possible scenario she could have ever been dragged into ... and she hated it. The act for sure, though it was tempting to add Roselyn onto that list. But ... if she was merely following this Logan's orders, he would probably replace her. She began to wipe her eyes on her shoulders ... before realizing the blindfold was still on for now. Shuddering lightly as she calmed herself, her tears began to slow though not yet stop. Going completely silent, she waited for this Logan ... to begin arrive. The way he would first react to Asuka would be enough of a hint on how this all would turn out ...
Thread: Disobedience (IWishxAlleluia)

Fucking bitch! Just get her into the back of the damn car! She fucking bit me! Well then maybe you should of gagged her as well as blindfolded her! A smack resounded out in her dark world, only making Jocelyn struggle all the more. At the sound of tape being pulled she only struggled all the more, whimpering as the tape covered her mouth and she was effectively pushed into the back of what she assumed was a car. If her eyes hadn't been covered they would of seen how ferociously her golden brown eyes were glaring at those bastards. No tears, not yet. She knew what was going on. She had finally been sold, to someone she had never seen before. The dim cage she had been held in this whole time hadn't given her the opportunity to see who was looking in at her. They had kept her caged up, in a more quiet place. Her good looks and perfect body made her a higher price so she was kept in a relatively clean place. Something she may of cared about if she had been on the other side of the cage bars. But seeing as she had been the one in the cage the only thing on her mind was getting away. Though every time she tried to escape they would punish her, yank off her dirty clothes and force her to suck their dirty cocks as they touched her. not once did they penetrate her, leaving her a virgin. That only upped the price on her as well. She thought of all this as the car moved beneath her, taking her to who ever was her new owner. They probably warned this person that she was a lot of trouble, that was probably the reason for the new collar. Jocelyn knew it was new because it felt different, like leather instead of the metal it had been before. It seemed to take only moments before they reached their destination, the men clambering out of the car and opening the trunk again. In the distance she heard a door bell ring, obviously it being one of the men going to get her new master or mistress. Her leg's were untied and she was forced to her feet, stumbling slightly from the sudden new use of them. It had been weeks since she had free movement of them, for the simple reason that she tried to get away too many times. They pulled her to her feet again, hands dusting off her knees before they started to tug her away again. Before they had left they had washed her. The very thought of that encounter sent shivers down her back, making her gulp slightly. They hadn't been nice about it at all, rough hands touching her all over, running through her dark brown curly hair, and touching her wonderful double D breasts as they washed her. It had been horrible and she couldn't help but think this new person was going to be exactly the same. The front door opening sounded just before Jocelyn as they came to a stop, one of the guards hands tightening on her arm. Good morning, Mistress. We have brought your package.
Thread: Disobedience (IWishxAlleluia)

Inside the secluded, woodland mansion, Amelia Brackwell watched the car wind up the long gravel driveway. She lounged on a window seat, casually sipping a glass of wine, the red liquid wetting her equally red lips. Amelia appreciated a dramatic appearance, keeping her black hair well-curled, her skin creamy smooth, her eyes smokey and her lips red. Her nails were well manicured, and her teeth a gleaming white. In the eyes of any sensible man she was a walking beauty, an inch over six feet, with an Amazon's build and plump breasts, shapely hips, and slender legs. It was a shame, then, that she was primarily interested in women. Not that men did not have their uses. Just recently she had broken in a male slave for a friend of hers. What an eager little boy he'd been, sucking on Amelia's nipples and practically worshiping the cock hanging between her legs. She had enjoyed penetrating his ass with her dick she's enjoyed breaking him. Still, her true pleasure came from the fairer sex, which was why she was so eager for today's delivery. As the car pulled up in front of her house, she rose from her perch, setting her wine glass on one of the many mahogany round end tables dotting the downstairs. The house was expensively furnished, with lots of plush leather furniture and soft carpeting. Huge windows offered an expansive look at the woodlands surrounded the secluded house Amelia had inherited and turned into her private sex mansion. True, she only kept one slave at a time, but there were toys and chains openly displayed in almost every room, especially the basement... Amelia opened the door and smiled at the men escorting her new toy. Welcome, she said, stepping aside and allowing them into her home. For the special occasion she wore a slimming little black dress with a deep V-neck, leaving little of her figure to the imagination. I'm so glad you've arrived safely. You may chain her over here. She led the men into the living room, where a set of shackles hung down from the ceiling in the empty space between the couch and the fireplace. The two men easily maneuvered the young woman into position, lifting her arms and snapping the cuffs over her wrists. Under Amelia's advisement, matching shackles were placed on her ankles, leaving her all but helpless in a stranger's home. Thank you, gentlemen. That will be all.
Thread: Disobedience (IWishxAlleluia)

The guards couldn't help but look the mistress over as the door opened and they were ordered to chain Jocelyn up. For a moment they hesitated, Looking Amelia's full form over before they pulled Jocelyn into the building and over to where they had been ordered the chain her. of course the whole thing didn't go completely smoothly, Jocelyn instantly fighting them the moment she felt her arms going up. All she could imagine was them putting her some place she didn't want to be. Don't get her wrong, the place she came from wasn't any good either but anywhere they she was chained down she sure as hell didn't want to be. Her yell was muffled because of the tape as she kicked out at the men, the cuffs snapping into place above her head but she wasn't going to stop fighting. There was no way she was just going to take this laying down. Not when she could possibly leave at least one more good bruise on those bastards. She heard one of them cry out as her foot made contact with what she thought was a soft spot though she wasn't completely sure or not. this however only made them that much more eager to get her chained down. They grabbed her legs, trying to hold her wiggling body still as they wrapped the cuffs around her ankles and locked them into place. Even after they were locked she struggled, straining against the chains for a few moments as the guards looked on. She didn't have the strength nor the energy to fight for much longer, breathing heavily through her nose seeing as her mouth was still taped shut. Once both the guards were satisfied that she wasn't going anywhere they gave Amelia a bow, departing with one final word. Enjoy. Jocelyn didn't like that and she sure as hell didn't like the fact that she couldn't move either, stretched out so wonderfully. If anyone wanted something from her they could just take it, or touch her anywhere they pleased. That alone set her anger ablaze.
Thread: Disobedience (IWishxAlleluia)

Amelia nodded at the guards as they left, though her eyes remained trained on Jocelyn. Watching the girl struggle made Amelia almost sad. Obviously, the slavers had not treated her well certainly not to the standards Amelia had requested. It was so disheartening to see such treatment, and it certainly made for a more difficult time on her part, teaching obedience instead of this savagery. Approaching the thrashing slave, Amelia stopped a few feet away, examining her thoroughly with her eyes, humming with appreciation. She was a very nice sale, physically speaking. Those delicious breasts...Amelia's cock jumped between her legs at the thought of mercilessly twisting those nipples into hard round nubs. Eventually. We must take it slow with this one. I'm going to uncover your eyes, she said, tone calm and pleasant. Reaching out, her nimble fingers expertly removed the blindfold covering Jocelyn's fierce golden eyes. Now look at me. It was not a request. You may call me Mistress. I'm going to leave your gag on for the time being, but if you're a good girl while I inspect you, I will remove that as well. Nod for me, if you understand.