Thread: Pretty Roses Have Sharp Thorns

This Role-play is reserved for Dr Curiosity and TheGeniePrincess . If you are neither of these two, do not post in the thread. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- If you were a man in a future where almost every woman on the planet was a slave, wouldn't it be a pretty good idea to have one or two? He sure as hell thought so. His dad had seven, so why couldn't he have at least have five? No, too much? Three then. So that's exactly what Maleros Androfontes did. He bought a few slaves. Beautiful little slaves just in their prime, and they all belonged to Maleros, paid for in solid gold, and signed for on very official documents. Now, what exactly does a person do with slaves? It took Maleros a day to remember exactly what his father had done with his. All they really did was walk around and tidy up an already fairly clean house. Houses did have an automatic cleaning feature naturally. The only thing Maleros hadn't realized was what they had done was at night, but he more than realized now. Screams and moans of pleasure had emanated from Mr. Androfontes' room almost all hours of the night. In his adolescent days it confused him, but now it was a second nature thought. Sex. Rough, loud, hard sex. It seemed kind of natural, and since times were no longer the way they had been, slaves could be used for whatever the master saw fit, as they were merely pieces of property. So, following in his father's footsteps, Maleros used his slaves for just about whatever task he could think of, especially at night. His bedroom was filled with screams of pleasure almost every night of the week, and on the occasional night, it was very rough. One slave in particular was not as cooperative as her peers, often putting up fights against Maleros in an attempt to resist sleeping with him. This often resulted in a lot of forcing, or in layman terms, rape. Not that it was illegal, as she belonged to him. There wasn't anything he couldn't do to her. In fact, he was free to kill her if he really wanted to. Not that he would, he liked that slave a great deal. She intrigued him. Even knowing her life was forfeit to his bidding, she acted out in defiance with a will Maleros had never in his life seen in a woman. Rose was her name, and boy was she a handful. A beautiful creature of course, but a handful. This young woman had a body Maleros had to pay extra for, but it was well worth it. Not that her fellow slaves weren't desirable, Rose was just special, and feisty. The slave dealer had offered a refund if Maleros was unhappy with his purchase, but got no such thing. You Mr. Androfontes was more than happy with his most prized possession, and wouldn't give her up for ten slaves. So, as Maleros passed the key over the scanner to his DNA encrypted molecule separating door, he knew exactly what he wanted. The second he passed through the seeming mist of a wall, it solidified back into a dark slate gray slab of steel. Waiting on the other side were two of three slaves. Good evening Jenna. Good evening Trina. I trust the house is in order? Yes sir, the two beauties said in unison. Rose isn't here as usual I see. They nodded again in unison. Rose was rarely at the door when her master returned home. Let's go find her shall we?