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Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Jessie sighed as she looked into the mirror, seeing how she looked. She wouldn't go so far as to say she had no ass, she had a somewhat firm, shapely rear that the shorts didn't do a bad job of exposing. However, it paled in comparison to her mother's massive, luscious ass. Jessie had the privilege of seeing her mother wear shorts during the summers, and she was astonished that thing didn't blow out the pockets. It was the same story for her breasts. While she certainly wasn't flat, rather a respectable C-cup, Jessie couldn't help but compare herself to the times she saw her mother in a bathing suit at the beach. She thought those things had to be J-cups, or some other outrageously huge cup size. She actually learned her mother had to order her bras from a company online that specialized in large breasted women. However, Jessie knew judging from the looks she sometimes received from the more adventurous boys and girls over the years that she still had goods, and her tight halter top that stopped at her midriff did a great job of showing those goods. She walked down the hallway, smelling the familiar mushroom noodle casserole that had been a staple of her dinners for years. She popped into the kitchen with a smile. Smells good mom, thanks. She says, sitting down and grabbing a forkful of food, yipping as it burned her tongue.
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Before too long Jessie came strolling down to the kitchen to eat. Emma's eyes went directly to the pair of rather tight fitting shorts her daughter had chosen to wear. Needless to say they didn't do a Hell of a lot to hide Jessie's 'assets'. The teen mare's ass contoured quite well, even if it wasn't the largest of butts. But what was large was not hiding very well in the front of her shorts. Oh...no problem, dear. She answered half heartedly, sounding a tad distracted. She eventually forced herself to tear her eyes off of her so she could focus on eating her own meal. How long had it been since she'd last laid with a man? She couldn't really remember...well...it had to of been at least 8 years as that had been the divorce but it had to of been longer than that. She couldn't even recall when she and her ex husband had been together... Emma did laugh a bit at the sound of Jessie burning her mouth 18 years later and you still try to eat too fast. She playfully teased her. Blow on it first...it just came out of the oven. Emma took a long sip of her wine, trying to bolster her courage with the red liquid. What she wanted to propose wasn't something a mother just did . It was wrong on many levels but...oh God did she need it! It'd be good for Jessie too, she felt. Having a consistent and safe partner until she found a suitable long term partner...
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Jessie intentionally burned her mouth. She loved it when her mom was well.....motherly acting. It didn't go as far as a diaper fetish or anything, but the idea of suckling her mom's huge tits while she stroked her hair her mother telling her to be a good girl and lay down so she can sit on her face and have her girl eat her pussy and ass the thought of her riding her big cock, ass and tits bouncing as mommy tells Jessie to fill her with her load. It drove her insane! But instead she simply gave a smile. I forgot mommy, thanks. She says, blowing on her food, her eyes wandering to her massive tits. Hey mommy, how big are those? She says, pointing to the massive chest mounds.
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

The mother nearly choked on her food when Jessie spoke up after a moment, inquisitive on her breast size. The two weren't strangers to sexual conversations but usually it wasn't during dinner or this prompt. Swallowing after a moment then dabbing her lips clean with a napkin, Emma sighed a little before peering over at Jessie, a scolding look in her eye. Mmm...quite the spontaneous and curious question. She sat back in her chair, lips curling into a slight smile. How about I tell you how big mine are but you tell me how big you are, since you're so interested in sharing numbers. She teased, insinuating Jessie would have to reveal her penis size in exchange. Last I measured they were... She paused a moment, bringing both her hands to her chest, lifting a breast in each and gave them gentle bounces. ...I think 36FF
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Jessie couldn't help but chuckle at her mother's reaction. However, when she felt her jaw dropping. Holy crap they're huge! She says, quickly blushing at the follow up question. Oh, it varies on the temperature of the room I'm in, but usually around 11-12 inches. Wanna see? She says, even by their standards, this was forward.
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Emma nearly spat out her wine when she took another sip just as Jessie revealed her own size. A foot!? Even for their kind that was hard to believe...it was massive . Jessie boldly asked if she wished to see it, Emma setting her glass down though her hand shook. I have to. She stated as calmly as she could Because I think you're lying. She smiled playfully now. If she WAS that big...Emma had to know. Had to see it. More importantly, Emma had to RIDE it.
Thread: A Mother's Touch (Futaluv x Melevolence)

Jessie completely expected the reaction to such a forward statement, but she was fully expecting a scolding, this was well beyond the bounds of their typical playfulness. However, it was once more Jessie's turn to be surprised when her mother took her upon the offer, even going so far as to insinuate that she was calling her out on a bluff of some kind. Jessie was a bit taken aback, but regained her composure. She grinned. Alright mommy, but those were the lengths when it was hard. If you want to see it like that, you need to give me something to help me work up to it, if you get my meaning. She pointed at the older mare's massive breasts, Showing me those would do just fine.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Not every slave was a loyal, eager to please being that enjoyed their place and position. Not every back had been broken, and not every spirit had been crushed. It some ways, Aurelia felt an almost morbid sense of kin with the rows of barely clothed men and women on display. She was not a human, as her pointed ears proudly displayed, Aurelia was one of the old ones...someone who had lived during the foundation of their great empire and continued to see it prosper and grow. Her mind and intellect had not changed over the years like the aging of humans, and she held a respectful position within the Empire as a historian and sage. And yet, she felt like a prisoner...because of her husband in some ways. It wasn't uncommon for it to happen, Elves did not always marry for a long winded love that would last the ages, it was more for practicality. They would have whirlwind romances with mortals whose lives always seemed so much more interesting and then they would die, but they would always have each other to cope with those losses, it was a strange relationship that humans rarely understood...and at times, Aurelia didn't understand it herself. You could be a little happier, this is for you after all, Cassius grunted faintly as Aurelia's blue eyes glanced over at him in mild displeasure, but she said nothing. This was a gift for her, but it sounded more like a reason for Cassius to leave her alone. Still, she would take small solace in the fact that it was her slave and not anyone elses. Which also meant most of them wouldn't suit her needs, most of them were scarred and ruined hunks of muscle...which while appealing, didn't suit her day to day tasks. No, she needed something more elegant...something proper. Thank you, Cassius, Aurelia said honestly, arm looping around his with an easy smile. It will be nice to have the company around, she assured, as she walked with her handsome husband along the rows of slaves. Yes, all very appealing and attractive...but... But she found one worth staring at, at least. A beautiful, blue-eyed woman with long hair. She shifted away from her husband and moved closer to the woman, her calloused fingers gripping Priscilla's chin to admire her features. Open, she ordered. What was wrong with her for being so pretty? Did she have no teeth? Was she diseased? Who would toss this one out for any reason? Was she scarred? Aurelia was no less intimidating than her husband for being an elf, her eyes were as blue as the woman she was staring at, her face settled into almost a near-frown constantly and her robes were little more than silk that kept together on a cord around her breasts and stomach. She was remarkably fit-looking, but Elves had many interests...and Auriela had found archery to be a welcome relief from her duties.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla remained still, her eyes focussed on one of the planks on the wooden stage as the various wealthy men and women strolled past. Because of her unique looks, many stopped before her, examining her body from many angles, staring at her skin, her eyes, her golden hair. It was something to which Priscilla had become accustomed to. The tanned skin and dark hair dominated many of the slaves both in her previous Master's home as well as at the auction. So she remained still, obeying her orders as the small group of incredibly wealthy owners made their way down the line. Most of the men were handled much more the strength of their bodies much more important than their looks and owners wanted to make sure their money was well spent. The woman were more ogled and examined from afar, establishing their use as household slaves, their obedience and looks paramount for much of their worth. Priscilla was caught off guard when one of the pointed ear ones approached her without reservation. The slave's eyes widened slightly as she unceremoniously took hold of her chin, ordering her to open her mouth. Priscilla hadn't been touched by any of the other buyers and hadn't been to auction since she was an infant so her surprise was evident all over her face. Her head was tilted from side to side by the woman before her as she closely inspected her facial features. Then an order to open her mouth. Priscilla hesitated for but a moment before obeying the order. Opening her mouth revealed a full set of teeth behind her plump pink lips. Keeping her gaze forward kept Priscilla's gaze locked with the woman as she stood still, her hands still at her side as she held her mouth open for as long as the woman required.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Cassius watched with some mild amusement as Aurelia looked the woman over, her blue eyes sharp as daggers when she peered into her mouth and closed it for her. He didn't know if he should feel pity or not for the admittedly attractive servant girl as Aurelia's hands moved over her body, checking her jawline and moving her hands down to her throat as her gaze never lingered past her eyes, they were beautiful and reflective, but maybe that was just her appreciating a color she shared. More importantly, her eyes had live...true life, not some corpse propped up on a string. Whatever had caused this woman to regain such a spirit, she liked it. To say nothing of that...honest, innocent little ignorance she had. It was endearing, maybe Aurelia just had a like of young, stupid humans. This one, Aurelia decided after a moment, glancing back to Cassius. I want this one. You do? Cassius said with a curious cock of his head. We're not even halfway down the line, love. More to the point, how was she so sure when she had barely examined her? I have seen enough scars and muscle from you, I want something softer. Although, the cursory hands on her shoulders spoke of less 'softness' and more 'practical daily muscle', which she actually also liked quite a bit. Yes, she was beautiful and appeared to have some kind of personality in those eyes, this would be better than some browbeaten dirt farmer who had bad luck. More to the point, this was for her...not for him. As you wish, Cassius chuckled. And what is your reason for this one? And why is it your concern? Aurelia said back in irritation as she finally let go of her, Cassius could only laugh. She had a point there, didn't she? Nonetheless, they knew what they were here to buy and Aurelia glanced back at Priscilla while Cassius called the dealer over, they had to know the price to buy her when the auction started. She was curious to know why such a pure, pretty thing was up on an auction block.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla's mouth was pushed closed by the woman before her as her hand began to move down over her chin, to her neck maintaing the eye contact that Priscilla had begun. It was an intense look and that made Priscilla slightly uncomfortable yet curious at the same time. Her own eyes were what the philosopher's had called 'the windows to her soul'. Her emotions showed through her turquoise gaze. As the woman moved to her throat, Priscilla's eyes broke their gaze for but a moment to look down, trying to see where the woman was headed. Their gaze remained locked as the other woman spoke, choosing Priscilla for herself. Then the protest came from the man the woman was with indicating that they hadn't finished looking at everyone yet. Priscilla once again broke the locked gaze to peer behind the woman as she spoke of muscle and scarring from him almost sarcastically. A look of confusion mixed with amusement flashed across her face, a smile tugging at the corners of the slave's lips but she managed to keep her smile in check and almost immediately returned to the blank expression she was meant to adopt. Priscilla watched as the couple engaged in some witty banter between them before turning away from her, the woman glancing back once again at the blonde slave, calling for the auctioneer. The tall lanky man wearing a linen sheath with leather belt and leather arm cuffs walked over to the couple at their beckoning. His black hair was sheared short and his skin was dirtied from being in the pits with the other lesser slaves for weeks, training and disciplining them. Good day to you sir...ma'am, he said as he approached, his head bowing slightly in greeting, before motioning to Priscilla I see you have your eyes on that one? I must tell you, she is a rare species. Traded in for a gladiator. We haven't heard of any major misgivings in her past, she was born into this. The auction on her will start at 200 silver pieces but she'll go for much higher than that. The auction will start in a few moments, once of the rest of the inspections are complete.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

So be it, Aurelia said without much hesitation, much to Cassius' minor irritation as she headed off the line and he had no choice but to follow her with a light sigh. That was his wife for you Never one to back down when she found something she wanted. Then I will buy her at whatever price she is set as. She also lacked some certain social graces that would have been less expensive on his pocketbook, Cassius cast a lazy glance back at the woman she seemed so interested in but said nothing of it. She was attractive, surely...but what exactly was so appealing to her that she would demand no price too great? And did she really have to say that outloud? He could already see the gold start to grow in the auctioneer. Just because they were well off didn't mean she had to flaunt it like that around these vultures!
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla watched with curiosity as the woman left the inspection area without another look to any of the other slaves. However, the man she was with turned around and Priscilla quickly returned her gaze in front of her, staring at the wood of the stage before her. The slaver rubbed his hands together as he smirked at his newest prize. Yes, this blonde slave was more than likely to fund an extravagant lifestyle for many months. The rest of the inspections went rather quickly as the wealthy elite then took their places in front of the stage. The auction was set to be done in the order the slaves were inspected. All of the slaves went for well over their starting bid because they were in fact the best of the best. Before long, it was Priscilla's turn. Climbing the stairs at the side of stage, Priscilla made her way to the centre. Turning around slowly in a circle, she kept her eyes forward but knew that the woman who claimed she would pay any price for the blonde slave was still in Priscilla's mind. Her thoughts were distracted when the slaver marched up the stairs, greed flowing from his entire being as he began her auction. Do I hear 200 silver, he called out. Pretty soon, the price for the blonde, blue eyes girl was out of silver pieces and into gold. Eventually, it was down to two buyers, the pointed ear woman and another man. The price was at 800 gold pieces. 800! the slaver called out the bid before the man pulled out of the race. Smiling greedily the slaver pointed towards the woman, And we have a winner! Please come retrieve your prize! Priscilla was quickly shuffled off the stage to avoid any more bids. She was left standing to the side of the stage, waiting patiently for her new Domina to retrieve her conquest.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Eight hundred gold pieces, Cassius was less than amused at the turn of events but the slaver was all smiles and cheer as Aurelia moved to her new purchase, her hands absently adjusting her hair to make sure not a strand was out of place. Elves were fussy people, so they said...always making sure everything was presentable, but Aurelia's intentions were slightly less pure she had lovely skin, honestly. Smooth to the touch, her hair was still healthy and silken almost. More to the point, she had hands of someone who wasn't afraid to work. Good, she would have many uses, especially since her husband was often away tending to matters of the Empire. You will be one step behind me, not more, not less, Aurelia instructed. You will address me as Madam unless otherwise told, your name is Priscilla, correct?
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla stood still as the woman who had 'chosen' her at the inspections approached. Her gaze remained straight ahead as she kept track of their movement towards her. The edges of her lips curled slightly into an unnoticeable smile at the sight of the male as he dealt with the payment. Surely, he hadn't expected to pay so much for a house slave. But, the slaver grinned like a cat who had eaten a pet bird as he greedily collected his own prize 800 gold pieces was unheard of in the auction! He couldn't remember another slave being sold for so much. Priscilla nodded her head at the first orders from her new Domina, understanding exactly what was expected of her. Yes, Madam, Priscilla replied to the question of her name, her eyes not meeting the elf's as she spoke out of submission to her status above Priscilla's slavery.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Aurelia's fingers tilted her chin up to look her in the face, her own expression faintly amused and curious all the same. How very well behaved, she was...and yet she could see the little fringes of mischief in her eyes. You are well taught, she complimented. But I prefer if you look at me, so I can see those eyes more often. They were beautiful, vast expansive pools of ocean. She wasn't quite sure why she enjoyed them so much, perhaps it was vanity for her own eyes. Cassius was making his way over with an irritated mutter, but he remained mostly quiet. This was for his wife, and his wife did deserve at least something to herself while he was away. Still, eight hundred gods forsaken silver? Priscilla better pray to every god who would listen that she was unblemished and clean of any disease, or else he would be recouping that money however he so chose.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla didn't resist as her new Domina took hold of her chin and lifted her gaze to match. Priscilla nodded slightly within the elfs grasp as she obeyed the order regarding her eyes. Yes Madam, she responded, keeping her gaze locked on the other's, but the woman's eyes before her were turquoise like the sea as well. It was then she heard someone grumbling behind her. She broke the matched gazes for but a moment as her eyes drifted to her side, curious about the voice and what they were saying. She couldn't make out any words and realizing she was disobeying her Mistress, Priscilla immediately returned her gaze to the elven Domina before her.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Aurelia smirked faintly at that, shifting her face closer just a little. I think I'm going to like you... she purred, before tugging her head to the side to release her grip. So focused and determined, and yet so curious about everything. You are to serve me, not Cassius...he is not your concern, you listen to me, and only me. For eight hundred gold pieces, I would hope- Cassius was going to pipe up, but Aurelia's gaze silenced him with a light grumble of irritation. When his wife was focused, she was focused...and that was simply going to be that. No doubt this conversation would continue tonight, and no doubt it would be unpleasant for the both of them.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla's eyes never left her Madam's as she purred about liking her. Priscilla released a breath that had caught in her throat about disobeying her new owner, a look of relief spreading across her face as her head was pulled to the side before the woman released her. Returning her head forward, Priscilla maintained eye contact, nodding at the assertion about who Priscilla belonged to who she was to serve. Yes Madam, Priscilla responded, acknowledging only her Domina, not saying anything to the male who had accompanied her and was now complaining about the price of the slave. It truly was an exorbitant sum and Priscilla did not know how she could garner such riches for her sale.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Cassius let out a weary sigh, but that was that wasn't it? Fine, that was fine. This was for her, but he didn't think that sort of thing would be eight hundred gold pieces sort of personal. Whatever the case, they were already making their way home with a silently irritated Cassius in the lead. They were not the sort of people that lingered in the center of the city, oh no...they were walking to an estate outside of town. So, what is it you have done before? Aurelia asked her newfound servant. You have the hands of someone who has worked, but your skin is flawless, she purred. untouched, almost.
Thread: Et Servit Domina (Rania Lark x Broomhandle45)

Priscilla followed her new Domina obediently, keeping within the one step rule laid out within their first moment. The smile tugged at her lips again as the male sighed and walked with a gait that indicated his frustration, despite not saying a word. But Priscilla was quick to keep her amusement hidden as best she could lest she be punished for finding her new owners' feelings funny. Walking quickly, Priscilla answered Domina's questions honestly and quickly. I was a kitchen slave since I was a child, Madam, she revealed, explaining the roughened skin on her hands, When I was developed, my Dominus moved me up to serving slave. I suppose he liked the way I looked to his guests. Thank you Madam.