Thread: Slaves of the house - Lingering Desire/Ryax

Elizabeth was timid, the tiny girl was likened to a child as small as she was. Though one look at the woman and you'd know that she was no girl. The curves she had were dangerous and had brought many men to their death because of their possession of her. Her dark hair had been chopped to fall just above her breasts. the large orbs sat full upon her front, the dusky nipples easily seen through the dirty, paper thin shirt she wore. Stripped of any other garments she was bare before the crowd. Three days, this was how long she'd been here this time. The man that currently 'owned' her had only kept her locked in a cage when he wasn't parading her around on a chain. The pleasure slave hadn't been used in over five months, the time she was sold by her former Master. He'd trained her again and she submitted to his will, with just a look she knew what to do. The second man wasn't so kind, nor was the third. She had scars on her flesh from them. One pierced her belly button, another her clit. Even now a bauble hung there, jingling with each step from the bell fixed between her legs. These weren't permanent and could be removed if one desired. She desired them to be gone but wasn't going to do anything about them. Large blue eyes took in the rowdy crowd around them, them being herself and the man that walked her about. Exercise, it seemed was his means to get her seen. Men groped and sniffed, touched and one even dared to taste. Her thighs quivered in anticipation of the touch of his tongue to her innermost sanctum. She said nothing, keeping quiet as was asked of her long ago. However, no one seemed to want to purchase her. So she remained with this man being walked here and there and put on display in the middle of his selling area. It was here she was seen, on her knees in her submissive pose. Head down to hide her true beauty and in rags. Eliza had a crowd of men closing in around her when she heard a voice over the others as well as a slight ruckus as the owner of the voice made his was to her. Slacks and feet arrived ad down at her level. Her heart began to thud wildly in her chest as long fingers came bravely forward to urge her chin upwards. The sun was too bright, but she saw a face. His words caressed her ears and her mouth moved to respond before she could stop it. Yes, master. It was soft but it had been put out there. She wanted out of this heat and away from all the strange touches. Soon she was on her feet and he was circling her. She saw him better. Tall, strong jaw and shoulders, close cropped hair that appeared wavy. In the opening of his shirt she saw freckles dotting his skin. Her blue eyes met his she turned away knowing she shouldn't look him in his eyes unless told to. biting her lip she held her breath as he made up his mind. Seeming to scrutinize her, she stood still and silent while he made up his mind. Watching, slightly amused as he turned to another man, older and well dressed. The words the lighter haired male stated made her smile inwardly, her eyes gleaming. Her owner, however, stated she wasn't on the selling block yet and made the men grovel for her. Though while this went on he locked her back in the cage so the interested party couldn't pre-sample the goods. Eliza wondered if the man would sell her to them, she wanted to go with them, they looked safe and the younger man had kind eyes. Her seller came to get her, jerking her from the cage by her hair before securing something around her eyes and unhooking the chain from her collar. The heavy metal was tight about her thin neck and she wondered if her new owner would keep it on her. Someone took her arm and began guiding her through the crowds. bare feet over rough stones and boards and other unmentionable things as they led her to their waiting carriage. She was helped up the stairs and onto a plush seat, she felt more comfortable on the floor but someone insisted and drug her up from the floorboards. The slip slop of horses could be heard as they took off. She wasn't sure she understood all that was going on. Silently she knew she wanted the blindfold off so she could observe the male that had bought her. Already his handsome face was chiseled into her brain. She wouldn't disappoint and she'd be the goodest, good girl he had ever had. His words caused her to smile, her lips lifting... the first time in a long time.