Thread: Master/Slave NSFW RP  (Northern Ranger & Noise)

Devitt enjoyed a few brief moments of smug satisfaction as he watched the human become angry before his face met the ground. He bit his lip to stifle a soft groan at the impact, but was unable to stop himself from gasping in surprise once his chains caught the slack and he was dragged across the forest floor after the horse. His breath hitched a bit each time he gained a scrape or small bruise, and, for a quick moment, he decided that maybe provoking the larger male in such a way hadnt been the best of ideas. Especially once you consider the fact that it was the human that was in charge of him for however long it took to reach the other slave outpost. Sure, how was he to know the human had a temper like that, but really, in retrospect, it was something he shouldve refrained from doing. That moments thought, however, was quickly pushed to the side in favor of his current predicament. He nearly didnt have enough time to close his eyes and hold his breath before he was dragged through the marshes, his already dirtied clothes becoming drenched in the muddy, murky water. Once they stopped at the clearing, however, it was of little reprieve to him and his now bruised and sore body, for as soon as he was able to regain his bearings, his chains were fastened into the ground by the stakes. Even then, he held the humans gaze, barely managing to hold back a low growl at the others words. They were harsher than before, much more venomous, and he longed to claw the humans throat out so he wouldnt be able to say such things about his kind. Still, he held back even when he swallowed quietly at the mention of his future occupation. The cruel human just had to remind him of what was to happen to him once they reach the other side of the forest. Despite his desire to remain stoic in the face of the humans actions, he flinched heavily and rather noticeably at the light pain inflicted to his ear they were just so sensitive, he couldnt help reacting like that. He swallowed anxiously once more as the human took out his knife and proceeded to remove the rags that his clothes had become, biting his lip to stop the slight winces to escape him as he felt the blade nick his skin every so often. By the time the human had finished, he was completely bared and exposed to him, something he definitely did not like and refused to acknowledge would be a common occurrence, if things progressed the way they were going now. In fact, he glared acidly at the human to show his displeasure, hiding his fear behind a mask of annoyance and indignation, though it wasn't nearly as haughty and arrogant as before. Nevertheless, he couldnt stop himself from inhaling sharply and pulling almost desperately on the unyielding chains that held him down as the sharp blade was traced over his skin, particularly when it was so close to such a vulnerable part of him. Yet, even as his fear increased considerably at such a blithe and careless statement, he remained silent apart from the few sounds of surprise and the instinctive movements he had made. He had already discarded the thought of doing something else to incur the humans wrath, and so, the only option he bothered to think of was to remain stoically silent and not give a reaction. He flat out refused to show any sign of submission, and anything else he even dared to consider would most likely end up insulting the human even more. And so, his final decision was defiant in itself, yes, but it was better than anything else he could think of. As loathe as he was to admit it, he was merchandise, and the large male would undoubtedly lose his money if he damaged the kitsune. So... surely, this human wouldn't dare harm him in such a permanent way?