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Thread: Shadow X Forever

She heard him get up and that was about it much less she really didn't care what he was going to do, he never did anything to her so why even think he would. In the back of her head she had a thought that he was acting to calm, looking up at him as he got a drink from the fridge as she heard his words she was about to say something but she fell off the bar stool and onto her ass. Yelping out she growled lowly and got up taking her cell, going over she opened his hand and gave it You want them to then go ahead and text them, have them come over cause they want you so badly I don't give a fuck, I will just go outside or whatever... Growling lowly she went to grab her pop then upstairs to get on her laptop, she needed to do some school work and she had a huge essay to hand in within the next week and she wasn't even half down. Lately she had been stressed that her parents would find the pictures but since they were mostly on her laptop she didn't care, what her brother didn't know what she had a lot more on her laptop and even maybe some videos of a guy fucking her. Getting to her room she slammed her door shut and went to work on her essay hoping her douche of a brother would leave her alone, if he didn't she would turn and go after him like a pit bull, she wasn't in the mood to deal with his shit today.
Thread: caged and collared

Ophelie didn't move from her position in the center of the cage, kneeling to whatever masters came. It was already well past dark, few masters came to visit the shops when the moon was high. She stopped her dancing some time past, and now rested, her chin resting lightly on her chest. Her breathing slowed to almost sleeping, but she would not allow herself to curl up just yet, not as the others in the shop already have. She wanted to leave the tiny cage that has been her home for two years, and move somewhere new, exciting. It was how the shop was run, the slaves always carefully caged and confined. Ophelie had been a slave her entire life, but at least in her childhood she had been free to roam and explore... Now she was trapped. Twenty hours a day in the ten by ten cage, an hour to bathe and care for her appearance, three hours to run and play in the rec area. It was confining, smothering, frustrating. Still awake? One of the handlers called, a smile on his heavily lined face, and Ophelie simply nodded, smothering a yawn behind her hand. We close in two hours then. He told her softly, and again Ophelie nodded. It was hard to keep track of time in the small cage, and she was honestly grateful to the man for helping her keep time.
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Devlin's dark eyes scanned the place that was before him as he got out of his car. Devlin was a three hundred year old vampire, who looked like he was about 25. He had longish blond hair and deep emerald eyes. Devlin was in the market for a new slave, one that was of any race and one that had a good strong body. He needed one that could take on the needs he had and then take care of the rest of the house chores and such. He only wanted one that would be able to handle his needs so that he wouldn't be too alone at night. He had only had one other pet in his life and she had been his lover for hundreds of years. She was taken from him and murdered in front of him. The only reason he couldn't fight back was because he was surrounded by silver and he was contained by it. Some other vampires thought it would be funny to steal from him, and kill his pet. Well after all was said and done he ended up killing every single one of them. They all died a very slow and painful death. He walked through the building, most of the slaves sleeping and he shook his head. Is this how you expect customers to buy pets? Sleeping in their cages like unfaithful pathetic little shits. I need a slave who can actually work and stay awake. This is disgraceful. And then his eyes met her's, and he'd felt something strange, something that he hadn't felt in years. He looked at her and walked over slowly as he kept his eyes on her body. His eyes looked back at her's and he smiled softly before standing next to the cage. What is your name? And why do you continue standing while all the others are off to bed?
Thread: caged and collared

!-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- ... ckyoko.jpg She didn't move from her place in the center of the cage for several more minutes, no matter how her legs stung from being sat on for so long. It was one of the first things she had learned, when she began her training to be a slave. Always kneel before masters when not performing, keep your head low, eyes downcast. The picture of obedience and good behavior. Nothing short of perfection was ever tolerated by the slavers who raised her, and she never accepted any less from herself. It was also one of the traits the separated her from the disobedient further in the shop, who threw a ruckus almost daily, and attempted to fight their way to freedom. Ridiculous. All that foolish disobedience served to accomplish was attract a cruel master who would, and indeed he would, beat the spirit from his slave. Free in the mind, Ophelie would remind herself each day, only free in the mind. That is the tool a slave had to survival, to thrive in the cruel world of servitude. It was why she confined herself to only three hours of sleep a night, danced without break during the day, and knelt in her cage after the sun set, awake but resting. Anything to attract a kind master who would appreciate her diligence and strength of character, rather than simply her body or her screams. It seemed that tonight her work would finally pay off. For the first time in weeks a master came by well after dark, shaking his head at the slaves that slept soundly in their cots. For a brief second their eyes met, dark brown and green, and he seemed taken by it. He strolled towards her, standing beside her cage and smiling down at her. Ophelie rose slowly, bowing her head slowly to him as she pulled her skirt from her body in a well trained curtsy. Good evening lord. She told him softly, Her eyes flicking up to his once briefly, a charming smile on her face. I stay awake as long as the shop is open, my lord. It is the duty of the slave to be ready for a master, whenever he may come.
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When she got up to face him and give him a bow he almost chuckled, he'd never seen such obedience in a slave. Not around here at least. He smiled a bit brighter before pulling a chair over to her cage. He needed to make sure she was exactly what he had wanted. Now I asked you before. What is your name slave? Speak. You may answer any question that I ask. In fact the more you talk the better chance you have of me buying you. See, I believe that there are certain qualities each master looks for, and if you don't tell me about yourself or show me something that I like how will I know that I want you to be my slave? He asked as he looked her over. He had already decided that she was the best in the shop, but now it was time to decided whether the best was good enough for him. When he stared into her dark brown eyes he was impressed by the strength that lied within them. It seem almost as if she wasn't a slave or hadn't been one for long. That or she lived to serve. Either way he was impressed by the way she presented herself and everything she did seemed to be up to his standards. He assumed that she had probably been trained for years to be this obedient. His bright smile shone in the dark, and she would be able to tell that he wasn't like the other men that stopped by. He beckoned her closer and slowly took her hand through the cage and kissed it, wanting to get a taste for her flesh. He scratched her arm, only to make a small cut and then he licked up the blood. Mm. You taste divine. You are a human? Hmm, never have I tasted such incredible human blood. He said with a subtle surprise in his tone. Now, once you've told me your name I wish to acquire some knowledge as to where you come from. He said as his hands roamed her body in order to see if she was good enough for him. Clean her up, dress her nicely, and she'd be more than presentable for him. He could tell that she would most likely be his newest pet. He reached up and felt both her breasts before examining her cunt. Virgin? He asked as he could smell the purity that just emanated from her luscious body. He slid a finger deeply into her slit and smirked, Mm definitely a virgin, that or you've got the tightest sex I've ever felt.
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The lack of sleep must be effecting Ophelia more than she had thought, she couldn't even remember the man having asked her name. She flushed slightly, and ducked her head again, in a slightly apology, waiting for the master to finish speaking to avoid interrupting him. He stared at her for a moment, a dark smile curling onto her lips. It was certainly unlike any other look she had ever seen. It hinted at something he held for her future, pain perhaps? He didn't strike her as a sadist, but he wanted something from her, that much she could tell. He beckoned her over, and she smiled, almost dancing towards him, an artist in every step. He took his hand, and in a move straight from an old romance novel, brought it to his lips. She shivered slightly, her smile widening more, an honest look of amusement and appreciation at the formal gesture. Without warning he gave her arm a brief scratch, and she briefly let her eyes widen before he brought it to his lips, licking lightly at the drops of blood. Her eyes caught a flash of something in his mouth, the points of fangs that poked out from the corners of his lips. 'Vampire', She told herself, knowing that she should be scared, but oddly she wasn't. She was interested, why would a vampire want a common slave? That honestly did startle her, and she openly stared for a moment as his hands roamed across her body. with effort she forced herself to remain still as he stroked her, his hands moving to her breasts. Her cheeks heated then, and she had to bite the inside of her cheek, 'Exist to serve'. She reminded herself sharply, one of her more recent lessons, 'A man will want your body, offer it to your owner...'. She swallowed slightly, his hand moving down to her sex, touching her where no other man had. A slight sound echoed from her at the contact, her cheeks heating again, flushed with her blood. I am a human, and a virgin. She confirmed, now that he was done speaking. My name is Ophelie. I am from this shop, there has been no other home for, my lord. My mother was forced to give me to the slavers when I was born, the village she lived in in the East frowned upon sex before marriage, and she could either kill me to hide her shame, or sell me before anyone knew. She smiled slightly, tilting her head to the side. I have been trained my life to please a master. Cooking, cleaning, dance and song, if it suits your tastes, my lord. She curtsied once more, dipping her head low. And my purity has been preserved for the man who buys me.
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When she blushed at his old style of flattery he knew that she truly was young. He was well over three hundred years old, and had been dead for a good two hundred and eighty of those years. Him kissing her hand was almost an unheard of thing from the time he was born. Men were to court women and by kissing of the hand it meant he wished to do so, of course now it simply meant some form of affection. He didn't understand why she was so unused to this kind of touching, since she was quite beautiful and very obedient. He assumed other masters wanted to break slaves, not have ones that were already broken. He was very pleased to have a slave that would do as he commanded, and she even waited for him to stop speaking so that she wouldn't interrupt him. It was beyond him to find a pet that was that obedient and he was smirking the whole time. When he licked up her blood he could feel her tensing up and soon he listened to her thoughts, hearing nothing but the word 'Vampire' softly. She wasn't afraid of him, which did surprise him, but rather it was clear to him that she was intrigued by his race and his choice to take a chance on a human slave. He licked his lips as he finished drinking the sample of blood he took from her, and he was thoroughly pleased with her blood. He liked her body a lot, and she felt very natural to him, clearly hadn't been altered physically ever and he liked that. Her breasts were large and supple and he smirked as his hands moved back over her body till they got down to her sex. When he looked up at her all he could see was her blush and he heard the phrase 'exist to serve' several times. He knew she was trying to get sold, and he planned on buying her, but he needed to know certain things first. Finally she opened her mouth while he was fingering her sex and he smirked, Human and a virgin. Very well. He said before he let her continue and his fingers just opened her pussy up a bit while she spoke. He wanted to know how she handled the pressure of him teasing and toying with her while she spoke. She handled it rather well for a virgin as she didn't stutter or stop speaking. He listened to the story of her childhood and he understood why she so desperately wanted to get out, and he nodded along slowly. Well then. I do understand. He said kissing her neck before tilting her head up high, Is that so? Whatever I want? I think I might buy you. He said as his fingers slowly slid out of her pussy, and they were covered in her wetness, he could tell she liked being touched. He licked them and smirked, You taste very nice. And it's a testament to your virtue that you have remained pure for the man who will buy you. Maybe your purity will leave you sooner than you think. He said as he walked to the man to talk numbers.
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The vampire didn't stop stroking her, even as she spoke to him, answering his questions. He played with her womanhood lightly, and it took all her energy not to pause, or moan. She forced herself to remain still as he slid his fingers between her nether lips. It was hard for her to finish answering him, but she managed, and smiled in relief when she was done. It had been an option to her to study the art of pleasing herself, or have a man please her without breaking her purity, but she denied it. In her mind it defeated the purpose of staying a virgin, to indulge in touching and being touched without shame. Not even any of the previous masters who had taken a brief interest in her had bothered to explore her womanhood, as this man did now. When she finished her task, the vampire nodded, looking pleased with her. He pulled her closer to the cage wall, and kissed along her neck. She shivered at the strange sensation of his warm lips brushing over her pulse, and her breath caught. 'Damnit Ophelie! You exist to please him! Contain yourself!' Her mind scolded sharply, and she forced herself calm again, the flush in her cheeks the only evidence of her arousal. To her surprise the man withdrew his fingers from her pussy, which now glistened softly in the moonlight with her juices, and brought them to his lips. He licked them, getting off every drop of her sweet juice. She stared for a moment. He turned to leave and Ophelie was awestruck. He would buy her? She felt a surge of joy at the thought, anticipation. She would be bought now, and not just by an ordinary human, but a creature of the night. A being with knowledge that surpassed any mortal, who has seem and experienced things she hadn't even dreamed about. It was exhilarating, and she found herself wandering to the cage door, watching the blond haired man discuss her price with the slave. A half a million, she knew, for a fully trained virgin obedient. Her stomach twisted for a moment, wondering if perhaps the price was too high. Many masters simply turned and left upon hearing the ridiculous prices for trained slaves.
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He had wondered how she remained so calm when he was playing with her, but he didn't want her to always be like that. Sometimes he wanted her to keep her cool, like if he were to have her in public and they were sitting at a table. He starts to finger her in front of various people, then he would want her to keep quiet. But if they were alone in the confines of his house he wants to know that she is getting off on him. He was very interested in a virgin, and that also explained why her blood tasted so good. She in fact was not only pure down there but everywhere else in her body. She had not been tainted before. So her blood was the purest of the pure. Even after she loses her virginity he blood will still taste as good, but right now it's at it's most flavorful point for him. He knew that very well, so he figured he'd drink from her a few times before ravaging her beautiful body. He could hear her cursing herself for almost moaning and catching her breath as he kissed over her neck and her collar bone. He bit her neck softly, nipping at it, as he really wanted to turn her on before he left her. Listen my pet, He said softly You can show that you're aroused. I like knowing that you're aroused. You must only be calm and collected when I say so. He said smirking, I will dictate when you must be very discreet about what I'm doing to you, but when I know you're aroused and you're hiding it then I will get angry. I like seeing it on your face. Hearing it in your voice. He whispered seductively. He liked seeing how flushed her cheeks were and he continued to lick the juices of his fingers, she really did taste delicious. He had noticed the look on her face as he was turning to leave and she was pretty happy, he could tell. He smirked as he walked over to the dealer and began to talk numbers, but then he heard the price and looked at him. Are you joking? A half a million for a virgin? He said almost in anger, What's the lowest you're willing to go? He asked, but the dealer knew Devlin had to have her. He didn't go any lower, but he said that if Devlin didn't like half a million he could go higher. He sighed as he looked at the man and nodded, Fine, you have a deal. He said shaking his head as he took out his money and paid the man. Once he was done he grabbed a collar and a leash and turned to her smiling. He knelt back by her cage and told her to come closer. He began to kiss and nip at her neck again slowly as he played with her clit, So, you're going to be my new pet. You cost me a pretty penny, so I hope you're worth every cent. Now I enjoy you already, which means I'm sure that things will work out just fine. He said as he continued toying with her as he put the collar on and smiled, You look very sexy with a collar on Ophelie. You may call me anything you choose. Master, sir, Devlin, anything you wish. But, if I do not like it I will tell you and you will never use it again. He said with a firm look, which disappeared seconds later as he began to run his fingers over her cunt that was dripping wet. He unlocked the cage and smiled.
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Before the vampire left he gave her one last bit of advice, spoken softly in her ear. A briefly confused expression clouded her features, but she nodded slowly. It went against so many of her teachings to show this man her arousal, to display actual emotion. Smile calmly, bow gracefully, never laugh unless appropriate and never grow angry with your master. Let them see what they wish to. What he wished to see she didn't know how to show.... It would be challenging indeed. He left, and Ophelie could distantly hear the discussion between the elderly slaver and her master-to-be. She smiled softly to herself and shook her head, knowing well that the man would have bent the price for another slave. No other had spent their life here though, or had as extensive of training as Ophelie enjoyed, a rare treat among slaves, if you would. Choice meat. She held her breath as they discussed the price, and heaved a relieved sigh when the vampire finally agreed to the high price, and turned back to claim her. She was already waiting anxiously at the bars when he reached her bars once more, and immediately returned to playing with her. He kissed and nipped lightly at her neck, and she tried to release her control, a soft sigh sounded from her lips, followed shortly by a gasp. His fingers found her sensitive button once more, swirling slowly for a few moments. She gripped the bars, and squeezed her eyes shut, letting herself moan, letting her hips buck lightly against his fingers. It was almost a disappointment when he stopped kissing her long enough to wrap his own collar 'round her throat, and slid his fingers free of her womanhood, sparking a long shudder to run through her body. He unlocked the cage door, and she hesitantly stepped out. An odd feeling of release swept over her, and it was hard not to give an elated smile. Compared to spending every day in a cage, whatever she was heading for must be freedom itself! I will be worthy investment, My Lord. She whispered, curtsying low once more. You have my word.
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Devlin knew that what he had told her was completely against her training, so it would be interesting to him to see how she worked around it for him. She was trained though to be anything and everything for her master, at least that's what he was lead to believe from the rest of the way she had been trained. She was going to be worth it, he could tell, and that's why he allowed the slave dealer to take such a high price for her. Besides, Devlin loved virgins, and she was more than enough for him. He could feel her eyes all over him, and he wondered what she was studying, if she was looking for weakness or if she was simply enjoying the perfection that was his form. Seeing as he was a vampire he had a near perfect body, and an angel like face. It was part of the seduction and glamor techniques that came with being a vampire. He liked that she was waiting for him at the bars when he started walking over with a collar and a leash and he smirked a bit. He listened to her noises for the first time, and they sounded sweet to his ear. Young, innocent, and definitely a virgin. He could tell just by the way she gasped and moaned for his fingers and his lips. It was evident to him that she had played with herself before as she was getting into it and she was enjoying it. She even bucked her hips for him, and that was bold for a slave, but he liked it. She was doing just as he had asked and it was natural. He bit his lip as he watched her eyelids slowly lift back up to look at him and she looked almost sad that he had stopped. He whispered in a sultry tone, There will be more once we get back to my home. And a small smirk appeared on his face. He watched her step out and he took her by the hand, not putting the leash on as he believed she wouldn't run, she must have been smarter than that. Especially since she knew he was a vampire. He looked at her when she began to speak and he nodded along, Well then, I am glad to hear it Ophelie. Come, we'll go back to my house now.