Thread: Kimi wa Petto. {GreysmithxLingering Desire]

For years now, the family struggled to get their bodies to the gates of the Zone. Safety was found within those walls, struggles were ended. Either by death or acceptance. Tulip Grace Celestial-Moon Distal was a beautiful girl, strange name but that wasn't her fault. Her parents had been part of the peace movement, one could tell by her name. The outside area of the Zone was wiped clean, though foliage still managed to spring up. This was where she hid when her father was shot. The small caravan had known for days he was infected and had come to peace with it. Instead of taking his life, like many others he left them and roved among the woods. This is where they had hoped he would die peacefully, that was not to be. The shot rang out among the humans and they gasped as he fell. Tul, sobbed into the bush and clung to it in her misery. Her brother, Spruce, had been taken the week before, the Fae's wanting him to serve. In what capacity was unknown but he was safe, they assumed. Her mother had hid her, not yet ready to see her gone. I'm too old mother... please, I'd rather stay with you and Gram she begged as the two women guided her forward as the whistle sounded. At 21, Tul was too old... but with her pale hair and wide blue eyes, she looked much younger. Her papers were fudged, but impeccably done. Just say you are 18... it's not a problem. Find a man willing to care for you. The vampires will only drink and the were... Well she didn't know, no one knew. Perhaps they will only want to breed... Tul paused in the crowd, Breed... She looked at her mother and grandmother, a look of fear coming across her face as they tugged her forward. Please, no... It was futile to go against them, even she knew this was the only way she'd survive. The petite female was just barely five foot tall and although she was over one hundred pounds she was still fragile. She moved among the crowd and through the line silently, when it formed. First it was paperwork. Then visual inspection. Then clean up and presentation. The paperwork went surprisingly smooth, though there were tears on her end as her mother and grandmother were forced back and away. Tul knew she'd never see them again. Spruce was a possibility but never her mother or grandmother, since neither was willing to leave the other to work. Standing alone a female with bright green eyes and black hair stepped forward and crossed her arms under her breasts while scrutinizing her. Tul toyed with the hem of her light pink dress, her wide blue eyes downcast. There were men as well roaming the area. One such man kept glancing her way and talking excitedly with another. She wasn't sure why but it made her nervous. Tul hoped to be bought right away, stopping the process of standing and waiting. The woman lifted her arms one at a time and looked deeply into her eyes. Blushing she turned her head and glanced away. The man was gone, for this she was thankful. The woman was writing something on a slip of paper, words that scared her. Next she was ushered toward a white tent, both of the men were here, a wide smile on their faces. A trio of women stepped forward and tugged her inside. Yes, she is perfect... was all she heard one say as she passed. Stripped down, scrubbed, dried. The woman worked quickly but were thorough. They removed every inch of body hair plucking, shaving, and waxing... something that worried her. Then trimmed her hair and applied lotion to every inch of her pale flesh. She was stood in front of a large mirror. The women used many items, drying her hair, applying makeup and dressing her finally. The white wrap dress was soft and comfortable against her soft skin. Her hair was in soft waves around her heart shaped face, causing her large blue eyes to stand out. Perfect... The larger male stated, the other nodded his head. The smaller took her hand while the larger left them. Her head turned and followed him until the other tugged her hand. He guided her to the purchasing area, she thought, a large building where the slaves were sold. She was guided forward in the building, people wandered here and there but ignored her and the male she was with. He sat her on something and told her to relax. Tul wasn't sure how to do that, but then she noticed a little sign in front of her said 'property of'. I've been purchased? She questioned him softly. The man that had guided her here nodded and turned to her with a smile. Yes, the buyer bought you straight from the line, lucky girl. You are a pleasure slave for his younger brother. He arranged her hair and opened her dress a bit more at the neck, so she was more on display. Just be sweet for him, open your legs and allow him to take you. The were's have a strong sexual drive and you will be well cared for because of this. The man smiled at her and stood off to the side. His words spun in her head. Pleasure slave, open her legs, strong sex drive. She felt her heart begin to race. A bright overhead light lit up the area she was in. A red ribbon was tied around the bottom of the display, a silver square contained the plank she sat upon. Ankles crossed and hands holding the chains of the swing. Her eyes went wide as she was blinded, trying in vain to see beyond the light and out into what she now recognized as a party. Property... She didn't feel very happy.