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The woman's pearly white smile shone brightly with the early morning's sun. She counted her dues as yet another of the schmucks she acquired had sold and fast. She quickly shoved an older woman past the curtains to be sold off to the highest bidder. The line was diminishing fast and she feared that some of the older folk wouldn't sell. She was too shapely and feminine for someone of her trade. She turned toward the open see, squinting as she spotted yet another of her fleets making a fast approach. She turned around as a small boy pulled on her impossibly long white shirt, informing her that the old hag had just sold. She was relieved that made 8 out of the 12 she had started out with. The old woman was no doubt bought for something simple and non-physical labor like nanny work.
She glanced at the four she had left for last. They were without a doubt the ones that would bring in the most profit. She softly tugged at the black haired woman’s shoulder and looked into her beautiful blue green eyes. She pulled some stray strands from her delicate face. "Remember what I told you, smile big and make sure those long shapely legs of yours are well in the sight of the men of the right side in the crowd” Jordan numbly nodded, here she was again, to be sold to the highest bidder as if she was a piece of property, even her name was stripped from her, replaced with the number 349. She had suffered so much in her life. Kidnapped at a young age taken from her family. Now sold and resold. Many men bought her for domestic duties but their wives grew envious of her natural beauty. So she was sold and then bought by someone else.
She inwardly sighed as the woman gave her the instructions and straightened out her clothes then she felt herself being shoved the stage through the curtains to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. Though the woman was not know for mercy, rather her ruthlessness, she took slightly better care of those women she knew to be beautiful, they always sold for the best price when they looked radiant. Although not dressed like women out in society, they were not in the ordinary rags of laborers. The fate of these women was far better than the other slave, better fed, bathed and cared for, though by no means they were treated like free people are. Her reputation for having the finest call ladies in this side of the ocean was always on the line though, and she always please her clients. She could hear that the action was going well, she knew it would, this was a particularly beautiful specimen. Jordan still held the innocent look, although she was far from it. Their beauty had sealed the fate of these women.
Jordan kept her head low some strands falling in front of her flawless skin as she stepped out into stage took a deep breath and closed her eyes and slowly raised her head letting her blue-green eyes sparkle over the crowd, they held no life for too long already had she closed off her heart to all the harsh treatment, her body held none of the visible scars that normal slaves have though all her scars were on her back, covered by her long dress. It was then that Jordan began doing what she did best; Flirt. She lifted her dress to her knees showing off her long slender legs to the crowd spending a longer time on the right side like the nameless woman had instructed, Winking and giggling at the gasps and cat calls that came from the crowd, she was used to that she was used as a sex slave, and was damn good at what she did, a lot of practice does that to a person. She was always sold as a “virgin” and people normally believed it since she acted and looked the part. Jordan bite her lower lip, twirling a chunk of hair around her index finger.
The crowd continued the catcalls as the auctioneer began the bidding a $100 A low number but they had to start somewhere. She scanned the men, like she always did they all looked like ravished wolves waiting to pounce on their prey except for one way in the back he just stood there, she was a very good judge of character and he struck her as a good man. See deep down she still wished to be loved, to be more then just a piece of property. But could that ever happen?
((Looking for someone to buy her...your choice if you want to save her and be gentle and loving or buy her and abuse a broken girl)
She glanced at the four she had left for last. They were without a doubt the ones that would bring in the most profit. She softly tugged at the black haired woman’s shoulder and looked into her beautiful blue green eyes. She pulled some stray strands from her delicate face. "Remember what I told you, smile big and make sure those long shapely legs of yours are well in the sight of the men of the right side in the crowd” Jordan numbly nodded, here she was again, to be sold to the highest bidder as if she was a piece of property, even her name was stripped from her, replaced with the number 349. She had suffered so much in her life. Kidnapped at a young age taken from her family. Now sold and resold. Many men bought her for domestic duties but their wives grew envious of her natural beauty. So she was sold and then bought by someone else.
She inwardly sighed as the woman gave her the instructions and straightened out her clothes then she felt herself being shoved the stage through the curtains to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. Though the woman was not know for mercy, rather her ruthlessness, she took slightly better care of those women she knew to be beautiful, they always sold for the best price when they looked radiant. Although not dressed like women out in society, they were not in the ordinary rags of laborers. The fate of these women was far better than the other slave, better fed, bathed and cared for, though by no means they were treated like free people are. Her reputation for having the finest call ladies in this side of the ocean was always on the line though, and she always please her clients. She could hear that the action was going well, she knew it would, this was a particularly beautiful specimen. Jordan still held the innocent look, although she was far from it. Their beauty had sealed the fate of these women.
Jordan kept her head low some strands falling in front of her flawless skin as she stepped out into stage took a deep breath and closed her eyes and slowly raised her head letting her blue-green eyes sparkle over the crowd, they held no life for too long already had she closed off her heart to all the harsh treatment, her body held none of the visible scars that normal slaves have though all her scars were on her back, covered by her long dress. It was then that Jordan began doing what she did best; Flirt. She lifted her dress to her knees showing off her long slender legs to the crowd spending a longer time on the right side like the nameless woman had instructed, Winking and giggling at the gasps and cat calls that came from the crowd, she was used to that she was used as a sex slave, and was damn good at what she did, a lot of practice does that to a person. She was always sold as a “virgin” and people normally believed it since she acted and looked the part. Jordan bite her lower lip, twirling a chunk of hair around her index finger.
The crowd continued the catcalls as the auctioneer began the bidding a $100 A low number but they had to start somewhere. She scanned the men, like she always did they all looked like ravished wolves waiting to pounce on their prey except for one way in the back he just stood there, she was a very good judge of character and he struck her as a good man. See deep down she still wished to be loved, to be more then just a piece of property. But could that ever happen?
((Looking for someone to buy her...your choice if you want to save her and be gentle and loving or buy her and abuse a broken girl)
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Garth had come to town from his mannor house in the hills to buy supplies. His manservent Nick and him were the only ones that lived in the large place. His father and mother had died a few years ago leaving him the manor house and its lands, along with the family's shipping business. He had three merchant ships that plyied the oceans with cargo, bringing in a good tidy sum of money. This he invested in other businesses and he had no want for money.
As the two of them fetched supplies he heard about the slave acution. The slave trade was a booming business and was one of those he had invested in. It was very profitable. He decided to go see what it was like and what kind of people were being sold. He sent Nick off to finish getting what they needed and to wait for him outside the auction house. When he entered a young woman was ushred out onto the stage. He rubbed his chin as she began to flirt and show off her shapely legs. He had stood there for a bit and then he moved up to the auction blook for a better look. The auctioneer had stared the bit at 100 and it was slowly going up. The men liked a good show. The bid was up to five hundred. Something seemed to prod him and he didn't quite know why he did it but he raised his hand and called out 1000. The crowd suddenly became quite and all eyes turned to Garth. He did not notice, for his eyes were still on the girl. Even the auctioneer became quited for a moment then continued. But no one seemed to bid again and he brought his gavel down, ":Sold to the young gentelman for 1000.
Garth turned and walked slowly up the stairs to the side of the auction block and the auctionerr handed him a leather collar and a thin length of rope attached to it. Garth walked up to the girl and placed the collar around her neck and then stood there looking into her eyes.
As the two of them fetched supplies he heard about the slave acution. The slave trade was a booming business and was one of those he had invested in. It was very profitable. He decided to go see what it was like and what kind of people were being sold. He sent Nick off to finish getting what they needed and to wait for him outside the auction house. When he entered a young woman was ushred out onto the stage. He rubbed his chin as she began to flirt and show off her shapely legs. He had stood there for a bit and then he moved up to the auction blook for a better look. The auctioneer had stared the bit at 100 and it was slowly going up. The men liked a good show. The bid was up to five hundred. Something seemed to prod him and he didn't quite know why he did it but he raised his hand and called out 1000. The crowd suddenly became quite and all eyes turned to Garth. He did not notice, for his eyes were still on the girl. Even the auctioneer became quited for a moment then continued. But no one seemed to bid again and he brought his gavel down, ":Sold to the young gentelman for 1000.
Garth turned and walked slowly up the stairs to the side of the auction block and the auctionerr handed him a leather collar and a thin length of rope attached to it. Garth walked up to the girl and placed the collar around her neck and then stood there looking into her eyes.
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Jordan listened silently to the bidding, inwardly dying with each raise these animals saw her nothing more then a piece of meat. She had been trained well. She batted her long eyelashes at the crowd showing off her long slender legs to them. The sun was beating down harshly on her but she knew that this parade did not stop till the auctioneer banged down the hammer and spoke the word she hated more then anything in this world “sold”
She was numb to what was going on she barely heard the numbers. She saw the man approaching and bid 1000 as the man who just bought her came forward she eyed him cautiously as he was coming back she remained still barely breathing. When he reached out to put the collar on her she instinctively she bowed her head in preparation for it to be placed around her slender neck, once it was on she was no longer property of the lady selling her she belonged to this man, until he grew tired of her or needed the money for something else. She had grown accustomed to it.
As he looked her in the eyes she smiled, flirting with him. Hey eyes were void of anything though. Jordan was a blank slate, nothing ever showed on her face. Her eyes had long ago lost the fire. She did not speak for she was to speak when she was given permission. She did not allow herself to feel anything or to try and guess what this man wanted her for Never except things to be different, and you will never be disappointed was her philosophy. And so far it seemed to work.
She was numb to what was going on she barely heard the numbers. She saw the man approaching and bid 1000 as the man who just bought her came forward she eyed him cautiously as he was coming back she remained still barely breathing. When he reached out to put the collar on her she instinctively she bowed her head in preparation for it to be placed around her slender neck, once it was on she was no longer property of the lady selling her she belonged to this man, until he grew tired of her or needed the money for something else. She had grown accustomed to it.
As he looked her in the eyes she smiled, flirting with him. Hey eyes were void of anything though. Jordan was a blank slate, nothing ever showed on her face. Her eyes had long ago lost the fire. She did not speak for she was to speak when she was given permission. She did not allow herself to feel anything or to try and guess what this man wanted her for Never except things to be different, and you will never be disappointed was her philosophy. And so far it seemed to work.
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He turned and signed a voucher for her. The Slave Dealers would take that to the bank and get the money. He then tugged on the thin rope to have his new slave follow him. She tried to hide her feelings, but not showing any emotion in her face or eyes. But he figured she was like most people that had been made slaves, and wanted to be free.
The wars that the country was involved in brought in new batches of slaves on a regular bases. The military was a fierce fighting force that seemed to sweep across the land. Garth had been a part of that. When he had tuned 18 he had been drafted into the service and had fought with the army for four long years. Being of weathy parents, he had been made an officer and had risen in rank to Major before he left the army to return home and pick up the family business. He had seen death up close and personal.
When he reached the street Nick was there with the waggon and his horse. he mounted up and pulled her up to sit on his lap. "We will be making a couple stops before returning home Nick." he told his servent. Nick looked at his boss' new slave and smiled. "Aye sir." Nick said and Garth took the lead as they rode down the street of the port city.
The first place Gart stopped at was a clothes store that he purchased some new clothes for his slave. Short skirts with slits up both sides, and shirts that were shere and see through but also would reveal a lot of her lovely tits, with the plunging V neck line that went down to her naval. He bought a few sets of these and a couple pair of ankle boots. He also bought her a couple dresses that were short but not as revealing. and shoes that would go with them.
He pulled the simple slave outfit from her and handed her the short skirt and the shirt. "This is what you will ware about the house." he told her.
The wars that the country was involved in brought in new batches of slaves on a regular bases. The military was a fierce fighting force that seemed to sweep across the land. Garth had been a part of that. When he had tuned 18 he had been drafted into the service and had fought with the army for four long years. Being of weathy parents, he had been made an officer and had risen in rank to Major before he left the army to return home and pick up the family business. He had seen death up close and personal.
When he reached the street Nick was there with the waggon and his horse. he mounted up and pulled her up to sit on his lap. "We will be making a couple stops before returning home Nick." he told his servent. Nick looked at his boss' new slave and smiled. "Aye sir." Nick said and Garth took the lead as they rode down the street of the port city.
The first place Gart stopped at was a clothes store that he purchased some new clothes for his slave. Short skirts with slits up both sides, and shirts that were shere and see through but also would reveal a lot of her lovely tits, with the plunging V neck line that went down to her naval. He bought a few sets of these and a couple pair of ankle boots. He also bought her a couple dresses that were short but not as revealing. and shoes that would go with them.
He pulled the simple slave outfit from her and handed her the short skirt and the shirt. "This is what you will ware about the house." he told her.
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Without a backward glance she followed him, her hands bond behind her and her head bowed she knew better then to resist, that would only result in a sore neck for her. She followed him silently. Long ago she had decided that she held no worth. Each master she had ended up in raping her.
Then she would be sold back to the market and go through the painful surgery that would make her seem like a virgin again, then the cycle continued. Once she was used up, or the wife found out of the affair she would be sold again.
When they reached to road she did not even raise her head high enough to see his companion. As she was pulled up Jordan did not even react. Long ago she held a fury and fire, but that had been beaten and raped out of her. When he mentioned the stops she then recognized that he had a companion with him. She assumed by the way he spoke that he was a servant as well, she showed no response that she had heard the exchange of words though.
When they made the first stop she eyed the clothes. Skimpy outfits again, she thought to herself. But at least they were new. She barely reacted when he took her clothes, she nodded to his command “Yes sir” her voice was soft. She slipped on the clothes her double D breasts poking through the v slit. The skirt showed off her legs.
She showed more skin then what was covered but it was what her new master wanted so she gave into it. She slipped on the boots and then ever so slightly raised her head to show off her new outfit for him. “I thank you for the new clothes sir, they are lovely” It was all that she said. It was excepted of her to be grateful for what she was given, that was something she learned very quickly.
Then she would be sold back to the market and go through the painful surgery that would make her seem like a virgin again, then the cycle continued. Once she was used up, or the wife found out of the affair she would be sold again.
When they reached to road she did not even raise her head high enough to see his companion. As she was pulled up Jordan did not even react. Long ago she held a fury and fire, but that had been beaten and raped out of her. When he mentioned the stops she then recognized that he had a companion with him. She assumed by the way he spoke that he was a servant as well, she showed no response that she had heard the exchange of words though.
When they made the first stop she eyed the clothes. Skimpy outfits again, she thought to herself. But at least they were new. She barely reacted when he took her clothes, she nodded to his command “Yes sir” her voice was soft. She slipped on the clothes her double D breasts poking through the v slit. The skirt showed off her legs.
She showed more skin then what was covered but it was what her new master wanted so she gave into it. She slipped on the boots and then ever so slightly raised her head to show off her new outfit for him. “I thank you for the new clothes sir, they are lovely” It was all that she said. It was excepted of her to be grateful for what she was given, that was something she learned very quickly.
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Garth grinned as he saw how she looked in the outfit. One could see through the shirt, she her magnificent tits and the skirt showed off her legs. Yes he liked the outfit and then he paid the man for the clothes and took her back outside. He again mounted up on his horse and told Nick to go on back to the mannor house. He would be along later. Pulling her once more up onto his lap, Garth nudged his horses flanks with his booted heels.
Garth rode down to the docks. Here the WindStorm, one of his ships had just docked. It was a long three mast ship, fast and agile for a merchant ship. As he rode up the Captain, a grey haired, middle aged man stood near the ganplank that lead down to the dock. "How was the trip Captain?" he called up to him. The Captain looked down and grinned. "All went well Sir. Though we did have to out run a priate ship. Think it was the Raven."
The Raven. Ah now there was a fast ship indeed. If it had been one of his other two ships, they would not have been able to out run it. Their cargo would now belong to the pirate Captain Trevors. "I will be taking passage on your ship Captain. I need to check on a few business ventures I have backed. It will be myself and my newly aquired slave. Send me word when you will be ready to sail."
The Captain nodded and smiled. "Be a pleasure sir." With that done he turned his horse and begun the trip back to the mannor house. On the way he moved the material of the shirt away from her large tits so they were fully exposed. He brought a hand up to them and began squeezing them hard. "What is your name?" he asked her
Garth rode down to the docks. Here the WindStorm, one of his ships had just docked. It was a long three mast ship, fast and agile for a merchant ship. As he rode up the Captain, a grey haired, middle aged man stood near the ganplank that lead down to the dock. "How was the trip Captain?" he called up to him. The Captain looked down and grinned. "All went well Sir. Though we did have to out run a priate ship. Think it was the Raven."
The Raven. Ah now there was a fast ship indeed. If it had been one of his other two ships, they would not have been able to out run it. Their cargo would now belong to the pirate Captain Trevors. "I will be taking passage on your ship Captain. I need to check on a few business ventures I have backed. It will be myself and my newly aquired slave. Send me word when you will be ready to sail."
The Captain nodded and smiled. "Be a pleasure sir." With that done he turned his horse and begun the trip back to the mannor house. On the way he moved the material of the shirt away from her large tits so they were fully exposed. He brought a hand up to them and began squeezing them hard. "What is your name?" he asked her
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Jordan reconized the look in his eyes. She could feel the anger boiling inside of her. She had to talk to herself. Stay calm and breathe. She wanted nothing more then to race out of the store and race down the street and escape be free. But she had to bide her time. All in good time she would have her chance, when there were less witnesses around.
As he paid Jordan glared at his back, if looks could kill her new master would be laying down dead right now. Some one walked behind her and quietly whispered “Fight, be fiesty or he might just kill you, you fight back he is lible to keep you around.” Before she could turn around the owner of the voice was gone but Jordan did take it to heart, back when she was fiesty life had been easier,
This time when he came back and tried to lead her she decided to test him and she resisted ever so gently. It didn’t do anything she again found herself outside more naked then clothed. She grew more angry towards him sure she was a slave but she still deserved to be covered. Diddnt she? Being pulled up again she snarled up her face. She watched as the other one rode off and wondered why he just didn’t run off, he had a horse she knew he could do it if she wanted, her on the other hand would be on foot and unable to outrun a horse.
As the rode off she was taken aback that they werent going the same way as the other servant instead they went to the docks, was he planning on selling her imeditaly? She knew the men on the ships were away from home for long periods of times and that many needed the comfort of a woman. She listened as the men spoke, so she wasn’t being sold but would take a trip soon. She was slightly grateful for that, for now.
As they began to ride back to his home or so she assumed she felt his hands remove her breasts from the little protection they had. She growled deep in her throat she had enough of all of this she slapped his hand away. “My name is Jordan, not that I am excepting you to use it” She nearly spat out the words.
The womans voice…or was it a man she could no longer even remember but it didn’t matter. It had given her courage, and a little bit of her fire back. She tucked her breasts back into their slim covers and crossed her arms over them in an act of pure definence.
As he paid Jordan glared at his back, if looks could kill her new master would be laying down dead right now. Some one walked behind her and quietly whispered “Fight, be fiesty or he might just kill you, you fight back he is lible to keep you around.” Before she could turn around the owner of the voice was gone but Jordan did take it to heart, back when she was fiesty life had been easier,
This time when he came back and tried to lead her she decided to test him and she resisted ever so gently. It didn’t do anything she again found herself outside more naked then clothed. She grew more angry towards him sure she was a slave but she still deserved to be covered. Diddnt she? Being pulled up again she snarled up her face. She watched as the other one rode off and wondered why he just didn’t run off, he had a horse she knew he could do it if she wanted, her on the other hand would be on foot and unable to outrun a horse.
As the rode off she was taken aback that they werent going the same way as the other servant instead they went to the docks, was he planning on selling her imeditaly? She knew the men on the ships were away from home for long periods of times and that many needed the comfort of a woman. She listened as the men spoke, so she wasn’t being sold but would take a trip soon. She was slightly grateful for that, for now.
As they began to ride back to his home or so she assumed she felt his hands remove her breasts from the little protection they had. She growled deep in her throat she had enough of all of this she slapped his hand away. “My name is Jordan, not that I am excepting you to use it” She nearly spat out the words.
The womans voice…or was it a man she could no longer even remember but it didn’t matter. It had given her courage, and a little bit of her fire back. She tucked her breasts back into their slim covers and crossed her arms over them in an act of pure definence.
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Garth looked at her as she smacked his hands and told him her name. She repositioned her clothing and crossed her arms. So she was not all unattached. She did have some spirit to her. This made him smile. He had only had one other slave girl. She had a defiant streak in her as well, but that only made the experience more pleasing and fun. But she had not really been his. She belonged to the Army Unit he had been assigned to. When he left she had been assigned to another officer.
He moved his hand up to her chin and turned her head slightly. "So you are alive in there. But remember, you are a slave and if I so desire I can whip you for what you have just done. But I don't think I will. But you will not hide your tits from me or any other part of your body." He rode on up a road that lead to a large house with a stone wall around it. It was more of a mansion then a house. It sat on a hill overlooking the port city. "You will have a great deal of freedom up here. You will have the run of the house and within the walls that surround it. I would not try to escape if I were you. You know the punishment for trying to escape. That would be a waste. You are quite lovely and have a body that would satify any man." he moved her arms from infront of her. "Do not tell me that you do not enjoy having your tits played with or having a man touch you and make love to you."
He moved his hand up to her chin and turned her head slightly. "So you are alive in there. But remember, you are a slave and if I so desire I can whip you for what you have just done. But I don't think I will. But you will not hide your tits from me or any other part of your body." He rode on up a road that lead to a large house with a stone wall around it. It was more of a mansion then a house. It sat on a hill overlooking the port city. "You will have a great deal of freedom up here. You will have the run of the house and within the walls that surround it. I would not try to escape if I were you. You know the punishment for trying to escape. That would be a waste. You are quite lovely and have a body that would satify any man." he moved her arms from infront of her. "Do not tell me that you do not enjoy having your tits played with or having a man touch you and make love to you."
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Jordan continued to stare forward she could feel her fire returning whether it be a good thing or not was yet to be seen. She looked around at the scenery that was passing her. She knew that escape would warrant her death but if it got too bad there she would try it anyways.
As he placed a hand on her chin and moved her head she resisted the urge to spit in his face, she knew that would warrant a good beating and she still hadnt fully recovered from the surgery. She she simply looked at him with a look on disdain on her face. She showed no reaction to being whipped, she had recived it before and no longer cared. She growled deep in her thoart when he gave her the order not to hide her body. We will see about that she thought to herself.
As they reached the house she was shocked in the size. She scoffed when he mentioned freedom though, she had not been free since she was a young child, her family selling her cause of a inability to keep her fed. She much would have died from hunger then live the life she had. As he continued to speak She shook her head. “I do not like being touched but like that matters, you bought me so I guess I belong to you, for now”
As he placed a hand on her chin and moved her head she resisted the urge to spit in his face, she knew that would warrant a good beating and she still hadnt fully recovered from the surgery. She she simply looked at him with a look on disdain on her face. She showed no reaction to being whipped, she had recived it before and no longer cared. She growled deep in her thoart when he gave her the order not to hide her body. We will see about that she thought to herself.
As they reached the house she was shocked in the size. She scoffed when he mentioned freedom though, she had not been free since she was a young child, her family selling her cause of a inability to keep her fed. She much would have died from hunger then live the life she had. As he continued to speak She shook her head. “I do not like being touched but like that matters, you bought me so I guess I belong to you, for now”
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Nick was unloading the waggon at the side of the mannor house where the kitchen was. Garth rode to the stables and slid from the horse then helped Jordan down. Taking the saddle off the horse he lead it to a stall and took the reins off, then poured some oats into a trouf and some water in another for the horse. Then he turned to Jordon and walked up to her. He again moved the material from her tits and then squeezed both of them hard. "Life here can be good for you." he told her, squeezed her tits again then covered them back up.
Putting an arm about her he let his hand rest on her ass and guided her towards the front door of the house. Inside one could see that the owner was wealthy by the furniture, statues and tapestries. It was not gaudy or cluttered but in good taste. "You may explore the house in a little while if you wish." He lead her upstairs to a suite of rooms. "These are my rooms, and now yours." The bed was huge and coverd with soft silk sheets and warm covers. He lead her over to another door that lead to a balcony and stairs that lead down to a lovely garden. "As I said you can have a good life here." he gave her a warm smile.
Putting an arm about her he let his hand rest on her ass and guided her towards the front door of the house. Inside one could see that the owner was wealthy by the furniture, statues and tapestries. It was not gaudy or cluttered but in good taste. "You may explore the house in a little while if you wish." He lead her upstairs to a suite of rooms. "These are my rooms, and now yours." The bed was huge and coverd with soft silk sheets and warm covers. He lead her over to another door that lead to a balcony and stairs that lead down to a lovely garden. "As I said you can have a good life here." he gave her a warm smile.
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Jordan did not even look at him when he lowered her down, and if shedidnt have the collor around her neck still she would have bolted then and there. As he walked toward her she scowled as he moved her slim dress again she shot him evil glares. She wanted to scream at him and punch him but that would raise the alarm and she would be bound and beaten within moments so instead she just contiuned to glare at him.
As they walked away she attempted to move so his hand wouldn’t be near him but again it was pointles, she growled angerily. She wasn’t impressed by his wealth nor by the size of the rooms it was clear that he was trying to do something she didn’t know what yet, maybe try and gain her trust or worse show her all of this stuff then take it from her.
Jordan realized this and wanted to leap out the closest window but instead she turned to him with a look of discust. “All this money and you would think that you would be able to find yourself a mate” She didn’t belive his words that she could have a good life, she had learned never to trust anyone words. Her life had been a living hell and it would remain as such until the day she died.
As they walked away she attempted to move so his hand wouldn’t be near him but again it was pointles, she growled angerily. She wasn’t impressed by his wealth nor by the size of the rooms it was clear that he was trying to do something she didn’t know what yet, maybe try and gain her trust or worse show her all of this stuff then take it from her.
Jordan realized this and wanted to leap out the closest window but instead she turned to him with a look of discust. “All this money and you would think that you would be able to find yourself a mate” She didn’t belive his words that she could have a good life, she had learned never to trust anyone words. Her life had been a living hell and it would remain as such until the day she died.
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Garth just smiled at her angry ways. Normally a slave, especially one that was to be a pleasure slave knew only the bedroom of her master. Other slaves were put in the fields to work them, or in the mines or other various jobs that people did not like to do. He could see that she had not been given a very good life.
"You would like nothing better then to run wouldn't you?" he asked her. "You could and if captured could suffer the consequences or then again be resold ito someone that would beat you for the mearest infraction. " he moved a hand under her skirt to rest on her bare ass cheeks. "You are the only slave I have really owned. The only other was an Army Slave Girl that had been assigned to me during my tour of duty in the Army. She to had spirt like you, which is good as long as long as the master does not mind it."
He then removed his hand from her ass cheeks and went over to a closet and opened it as he heard Nick coming down the hall way. "Put her things here." he told Nick. As he brought in the boxes that contained her outfits and the dresses he had bought her one could see he did not wear a collar. It was still mid morning and he gave Nick some instructions. "The Gardner should be arriving shortly along with the cook and maid service. You know what needs to be done so please give them their instructions. Also let the cook know that there will be a third to fix meals for."
Turning back to Jordan, "You may explore the rest of the manor house and the garden. I have some papers to go over before the Wind Storm sails, and see to paying the hired help. We will be having lunch at noon, in the kitchen." he didn't like eathing in the dinning room with just him and Nick. Only when he had people of importance over did he ever use the dinning room. Since his parents died it had mostly gone unused. He liked the Kitchen atmosphere. It was more cozey and warm.
He then left her there in his rooms.
"You would like nothing better then to run wouldn't you?" he asked her. "You could and if captured could suffer the consequences or then again be resold ito someone that would beat you for the mearest infraction. " he moved a hand under her skirt to rest on her bare ass cheeks. "You are the only slave I have really owned. The only other was an Army Slave Girl that had been assigned to me during my tour of duty in the Army. She to had spirt like you, which is good as long as long as the master does not mind it."
He then removed his hand from her ass cheeks and went over to a closet and opened it as he heard Nick coming down the hall way. "Put her things here." he told Nick. As he brought in the boxes that contained her outfits and the dresses he had bought her one could see he did not wear a collar. It was still mid morning and he gave Nick some instructions. "The Gardner should be arriving shortly along with the cook and maid service. You know what needs to be done so please give them their instructions. Also let the cook know that there will be a third to fix meals for."
Turning back to Jordan, "You may explore the rest of the manor house and the garden. I have some papers to go over before the Wind Storm sails, and see to paying the hired help. We will be having lunch at noon, in the kitchen." he didn't like eathing in the dinning room with just him and Nick. Only when he had people of importance over did he ever use the dinning room. Since his parents died it had mostly gone unused. He liked the Kitchen atmosphere. It was more cozey and warm.
He then left her there in his rooms.
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Jordan was slightly surprised that she didn’t get striked for what she said, But she showed no outword reaction to it. She had to learn this new master boundries how much could she get away with until she got punished. Jordan enjoyed pushng the bounderies. She held so much anger in herself and so no longer cared what they did to her.
Again she had to fight the urge to spit in his face. “If I did not have this collor around my neck I would escape, nothing but that marks me as a slave” As his hand touched her ass she stiffened. She went to slape his hand away again. As he explained of his other slave. “Aww was she too much trouble for you too” She taunted “It don’t matter if you like or don’t like my fire it anit going anywhere”
She looked at Nick as he came in. She noticed that he did not have the collor and she glared at him as he entered and but the clothes into the closet. She loathed all the clothes that she just gotten. She listened to the oders given she was ver tired but she would allow herself to sleep for aslong as possible not unil she realized what her new master had planned.
She nodded to him, attempted to be a little sumissive since they had company. Then as he gave her premission she curtly nodded. “And watched him leave as soon as she was down she waked into the garden ignoring everything around them, She waslked into the middle of the garden as far a she could get from the castle. Found her self a small coy pond and she sat on the edge and stared into them. Allowing her self to think about what she had been through,, she gathered her strength for she knew she would need it for tonight.
Again she had to fight the urge to spit in his face. “If I did not have this collor around my neck I would escape, nothing but that marks me as a slave” As his hand touched her ass she stiffened. She went to slape his hand away again. As he explained of his other slave. “Aww was she too much trouble for you too” She taunted “It don’t matter if you like or don’t like my fire it anit going anywhere”
She looked at Nick as he came in. She noticed that he did not have the collor and she glared at him as he entered and but the clothes into the closet. She loathed all the clothes that she just gotten. She listened to the oders given she was ver tired but she would allow herself to sleep for aslong as possible not unil she realized what her new master had planned.
She nodded to him, attempted to be a little sumissive since they had company. Then as he gave her premission she curtly nodded. “And watched him leave as soon as she was down she waked into the garden ignoring everything around them, She waslked into the middle of the garden as far a she could get from the castle. Found her self a small coy pond and she sat on the edge and stared into them. Allowing her self to think about what she had been through,, she gathered her strength for she knew she would need it for tonight.
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Garth didn't think that his new slave would take off on him. She seemed to intelligent for that. She definately had an untamed spirit in her. Something he did not want to crush but to redirect. He wanted her to be a passionate and lively slave that would satisfy him not only physically in bed but with her mind and ideas and companionship. Though she probably did not think along these lines yet. If he had to, to get hr to do his will, there were ways, and not just the whip and such to teach her he was her master
Nick did as Garth ahd bade him. Once the cooks arrived to fix the noon and evening meals and the gardener came to tend the garden and the front and side yards of the mannor house and the maids he set upon cleaning the place, he entered the garden and found Jordan at the pond. He walked up to her and stood a few feet away. "My name is Nick. If you have questions or need to know where something is, I will be happy to help you" He looked her over. "I can see why Mister Garth was taken with you." he had a pleasent smile upon his lips. "Do not judge him harshly." he had seen the look on her face ever since she arrived. "He is a good man." He turned to leave, to let her have her time of peace and privacy.
Nick did as Garth ahd bade him. Once the cooks arrived to fix the noon and evening meals and the gardener came to tend the garden and the front and side yards of the mannor house and the maids he set upon cleaning the place, he entered the garden and found Jordan at the pond. He walked up to her and stood a few feet away. "My name is Nick. If you have questions or need to know where something is, I will be happy to help you" He looked her over. "I can see why Mister Garth was taken with you." he had a pleasent smile upon his lips. "Do not judge him harshly." he had seen the look on her face ever since she arrived. "He is a good man." He turned to leave, to let her have her time of peace and privacy.
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Jordan was enjoying the peace of the garden her eyes were closed and for a few moments she forgot where she was, she was free. She didn’t belong to anyone she was her own person. She sighed and brought her hand to skim the top of the pond. She let the water trinkle from her finger then ran it across her neck easing some of the pain that the coller was causeing her. She swallowed hard then as the pain finally subsided She did a rare smile the water had felt so good on her sunbeaten and raw skin.
She heard someone approching and she snapped her head up to watch who ever was walking towards her. When she saw it was the other man that had traveled with them she glared at him with jelously. He did not have a coller around his neck. As he spoke she continued to give him a blank stare, no emotion showed on her face. She noticed that he did not come close to her, so either the rules of this house was that she belonged to the Garth or he was too discusted on what she was, and what she was bought for to come near her.
She shot him a glare “A good man who bought me to please him until I am too used up then he will sell me just like all the others” Se watched him leave shaking her head. He had been brain washed, he actually thought the slave owner was a good man, “I will never be brain washed, he will never convince me that he is anything more then a bastered” She mumbled to herself.
She heard someone approching and she snapped her head up to watch who ever was walking towards her. When she saw it was the other man that had traveled with them she glared at him with jelously. He did not have a coller around his neck. As he spoke she continued to give him a blank stare, no emotion showed on her face. She noticed that he did not come close to her, so either the rules of this house was that she belonged to the Garth or he was too discusted on what she was, and what she was bought for to come near her.
She shot him a glare “A good man who bought me to please him until I am too used up then he will sell me just like all the others” Se watched him leave shaking her head. He had been brain washed, he actually thought the slave owner was a good man, “I will never be brain washed, he will never convince me that he is anything more then a bastered” She mumbled to herself.
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Nick could only shake his head. He knew Garth was a good man and probably had saved her from a fate much worse then she thought she was in now. He could see she had a very nice body that would please a man, but he did not know if she was right for him otherwise. He could sence the hostility, the anger and the desire to escape in her. That was something that she had to get over.
Garth went over the paperwork and figures. Now he had to take that stuff with him and match it up with the books of the people he was investing in. When he was done it was still a bit before noon so he went looking for Jordan. He figured she would be out in the garden. It was a peaceful place to be, and he often went there to think. He spotted her by the pond in the middle of the garden. He walked to the pond and leaned up against a tree. "Are you always this condeming of those that buy you?" he asked her. The Bill of sale that had been brought to him only a short time ago had a record of her sales to other people.
"What would you do if you were free?" he continued to stand there leaning against the tree. "Work for someone, who might take advantage of you. Sell your body to the sailors? Basicly doing the same thing as being a slave and not having the protection of one and subject to more abuse then a slave." Many prostitues were killed each year by drunken saliors and others, caught diseases that killed them or made them useless. There was work to be had, but with her body, most men would want to take advantage of that. If she did not please them, they would fire her and she would be out on the streets again. Women would be jelous of her and would not want her around their men. It would be a hard life indeed trying to be a free woman and alone.
From the comments on the bill of sale, she had been bought and sold, because the women did not like her around their men, they felt threatened because of her looks and her body. The men sold her back into slavery becasue they wanted a slave more resposnive and not so disobedient. Even with punishment she had been a hard one to control. "From what I have been reading of your past masters, you would never make it out there in the world. Would probably be dead very shortly after."
He had a feeling her response was not going to be a very nice one. She was so full of hate because of her past, she really had no desire to please her masters, or him.
Garth went over the paperwork and figures. Now he had to take that stuff with him and match it up with the books of the people he was investing in. When he was done it was still a bit before noon so he went looking for Jordan. He figured she would be out in the garden. It was a peaceful place to be, and he often went there to think. He spotted her by the pond in the middle of the garden. He walked to the pond and leaned up against a tree. "Are you always this condeming of those that buy you?" he asked her. The Bill of sale that had been brought to him only a short time ago had a record of her sales to other people.
"What would you do if you were free?" he continued to stand there leaning against the tree. "Work for someone, who might take advantage of you. Sell your body to the sailors? Basicly doing the same thing as being a slave and not having the protection of one and subject to more abuse then a slave." Many prostitues were killed each year by drunken saliors and others, caught diseases that killed them or made them useless. There was work to be had, but with her body, most men would want to take advantage of that. If she did not please them, they would fire her and she would be out on the streets again. Women would be jelous of her and would not want her around their men. It would be a hard life indeed trying to be a free woman and alone.
From the comments on the bill of sale, she had been bought and sold, because the women did not like her around their men, they felt threatened because of her looks and her body. The men sold her back into slavery becasue they wanted a slave more resposnive and not so disobedient. Even with punishment she had been a hard one to control. "From what I have been reading of your past masters, you would never make it out there in the world. Would probably be dead very shortly after."
He had a feeling her response was not going to be a very nice one. She was so full of hate because of her past, she really had no desire to please her masters, or him.
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Jordan didn’t care, her anger was her defenisce mechnicism it was the only way that she had to defend herself. It protected her from trusting and getting hurt again, sure it got her whipped and beat but she didn’t care she much rather be beaten then trust again and get comfortable then be uprooted and sold again.
She was almost relaxed when she heard the approaching footsteps she narrowed her eyes as he came forward but she did slightly bow her head it was second nature now she barely noticed that she was doing it now. She scowled at his frist question. “Only those that deserve it” She continued to glare at him “Sir” She hated saying sir but she had no choice most of the time it seemed. Her brain was wired for somethings and she couldn’t help it.
At the second question she nearly shot fire balls out of her eyes at him. “I would figure outsomething” She got up and began to pace but then his words hit her. She had to admit he was right, she wouldn’t be able to make it, she was a frail looking girl, short and skinny. She knew that she was good looking that’s why she always went for so much.
She turned her head on him “What protection?” She nearly spat out the question at him her hands rolled into fists and her sides. She looked him up and down. He had to be playing mind games with her, never before was she talked to like this or treated like this.
Jordan’s face turned beat red whenhe commented that she wouldn’t make it. She mumbled insults to him under her breath curtsied to him and then stormed passed him. “Death is better the a broken soul” With that she stromed passed him and back into the mannor, she knew that walking in to here would trap her but she really didn’t care.
And she didn’t relize that what she just said was really an insight to her mind. She wasn’t suicidial, she just really thought that death would be better then her soul be beaten down even more then it already was.
She made it back to the room he showed her and imeditalty walked to the window seat and sat in it and looked out the window her knees brought to her chest and then she placed her head on her knees wrapping her arms around them.
She was almost relaxed when she heard the approaching footsteps she narrowed her eyes as he came forward but she did slightly bow her head it was second nature now she barely noticed that she was doing it now. She scowled at his frist question. “Only those that deserve it” She continued to glare at him “Sir” She hated saying sir but she had no choice most of the time it seemed. Her brain was wired for somethings and she couldn’t help it.
At the second question she nearly shot fire balls out of her eyes at him. “I would figure outsomething” She got up and began to pace but then his words hit her. She had to admit he was right, she wouldn’t be able to make it, she was a frail looking girl, short and skinny. She knew that she was good looking that’s why she always went for so much.
She turned her head on him “What protection?” She nearly spat out the question at him her hands rolled into fists and her sides. She looked him up and down. He had to be playing mind games with her, never before was she talked to like this or treated like this.
Jordan’s face turned beat red whenhe commented that she wouldn’t make it. She mumbled insults to him under her breath curtsied to him and then stormed passed him. “Death is better the a broken soul” With that she stromed passed him and back into the mannor, she knew that walking in to here would trap her but she really didn’t care.
And she didn’t relize that what she just said was really an insight to her mind. She wasn’t suicidial, she just really thought that death would be better then her soul be beaten down even more then it already was.
She made it back to the room he showed her and imeditalty walked to the window seat and sat in it and looked out the window her knees brought to her chest and then she placed her head on her knees wrapping her arms around them.
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Garth could see that he had hit a cord within his new slave. He did not think she would try to escape for a while. It seemed he had a long way to go with her, but of course he had time. He was still young. He followed her back to the mannor house, watching her run back up the stairs to their rooms. He walked up the stairs and into the bedchamber. He found her sitting on the window seat with her knees drawn up to her chest.
Indeed she must have had a rough life as a slave. Perhaps beaten alot. Some masters prefered that type of punishment but he had seen that it turned slaves into quivering and fearful ones that had broken spirts, had lost the zest for life. "As a slave you are sheltered, fed, and clothesed, protected from others." he said in a quiet voice. "You are quick to judge. You do not even know me yet look at me as a monster." he continued. "Yes I bought you to be my sex slave, but also for more then that."
He had plans for her, if things worked out. But first she would have to submit to his will and willingly. After that one never knew what course fate would take them. There was something about her that had made him want to buy her, and it was not just her body, some inner voice had made him make his bid.
Indeed she must have had a rough life as a slave. Perhaps beaten alot. Some masters prefered that type of punishment but he had seen that it turned slaves into quivering and fearful ones that had broken spirts, had lost the zest for life. "As a slave you are sheltered, fed, and clothesed, protected from others." he said in a quiet voice. "You are quick to judge. You do not even know me yet look at me as a monster." he continued. "Yes I bought you to be my sex slave, but also for more then that."
He had plans for her, if things worked out. But first she would have to submit to his will and willingly. After that one never knew what course fate would take them. There was something about her that had made him want to buy her, and it was not just her body, some inner voice had made him make his bid.
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Jordan barely aknowleged garth as he entered she continued to stare out the window. She was trying to fomulate a plan. The voice in the store had said to have a fire, but that didn’t seem to working. Garth was just using mind games and those were something that she really couldn’t fight back on. When she was whipped she refused to cry out and when she was troated out for parties of her previous masters she simply detached herself and closed of her mind to what was happening to her.
As he spoke she turned her head to him. She felt like scoffing. “You will be like all the others you will throw big parties and I will be passed from one man to another or pleasing many at once, and you will starve me for days if I do not preform well enough, you clothe me now but I know that soon enough you will excpet me to walk around naked parading me around as if I was a piece of cattle”
She had meant her liitle tirad to be full of mallace and spite but in reality it dripped with sowrrow. Her life had been tough, first sold as a whipping girl for some spoiled princess who grew tired of her because she had always refused to cry out, then from then on she had been sold and used as a trophy girl. For families that wanted the prefect family.
Then as she begain to delvope at the young age of 12 she was then and forever sold as a pleasure slave. She wasn’t sure if her transactions would show that since most of it was undercover but why would it matter anyways.Jordan knew that soon enough Garth would tire of her and resell her. As long as she kept up her defiance.
As he spoke she turned her head to him. She felt like scoffing. “You will be like all the others you will throw big parties and I will be passed from one man to another or pleasing many at once, and you will starve me for days if I do not preform well enough, you clothe me now but I know that soon enough you will excpet me to walk around naked parading me around as if I was a piece of cattle”
She had meant her liitle tirad to be full of mallace and spite but in reality it dripped with sowrrow. Her life had been tough, first sold as a whipping girl for some spoiled princess who grew tired of her because she had always refused to cry out, then from then on she had been sold and used as a trophy girl. For families that wanted the prefect family.
Then as she begain to delvope at the young age of 12 she was then and forever sold as a pleasure slave. She wasn’t sure if her transactions would show that since most of it was undercover but why would it matter anyways.Jordan knew that soon enough Garth would tire of her and resell her. As long as she kept up her defiance.
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Listening to her he found out more about what her life had been like. This was something that he needed to know. She expected him to be like the others and he could see why most of those that had her as a sex slave would have used her that way. She indeed had a body that would please a man and there were those men out there that would use that to get what they wanted. He was not a fool like them. Why should he let another sample the sweet body of his slave. Men like that were weak and lousy business men. They didn not have the savy to get the good deals without resorting to something like that.
He walked over to her and lifted her chin so he could look down into her defient eyes. "You compare me to all the others, yet you have not but known me for a few hours and have already made a judgement." he then reached down and removed the collar from her neck. "Yes I bought you to be my sex slave. Can you blame me for wanting you for that? You have a body that men desire and I am a man. " He shook his head. "Come." he held out his hand to her, "Let us go down and see what the cooks have prepared for lunch."
He walked over to her and lifted her chin so he could look down into her defient eyes. "You compare me to all the others, yet you have not but known me for a few hours and have already made a judgement." he then reached down and removed the collar from her neck. "Yes I bought you to be my sex slave. Can you blame me for wanting you for that? You have a body that men desire and I am a man. " He shook his head. "Come." he held out his hand to her, "Let us go down and see what the cooks have prepared for lunch."
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Jordan could see that her attempt of being defiant backfired. As he walked over to her she stiffened her entire body as if it was a stiff board. She stared right back into his eyes attempting to be strong and to show him that she no longercared what happened to her. She clenched her jaw tightly. The plusing mucles throbing.
As he reached down and removed the collar Jordan rubbed her neck and then looked back at him. “Thank you Sir” her skin was so raw and bleeding from the collar being on her neck for so long and even with it just being off and the cool air hitting the skin she felt better. She was still full of anger and mallace but slowly she would give this master a chance, why not enjoy it while it lasted.
She looked up at hm again as his words finally hit her. Her desirable? It was her turn to shake her head, but she took his hand obeditally and followed after him, truth be she was very hungry she hadnt eaten in a couple of days and standing in the hot sun waiting to be bought always drained her.
She was not excepting food though, rather to sit there giving her new master pleasure while he ate and spoke with whom everythey were eating with.
As he reached down and removed the collar Jordan rubbed her neck and then looked back at him. “Thank you Sir” her skin was so raw and bleeding from the collar being on her neck for so long and even with it just being off and the cool air hitting the skin she felt better. She was still full of anger and mallace but slowly she would give this master a chance, why not enjoy it while it lasted.
She looked up at hm again as his words finally hit her. Her desirable? It was her turn to shake her head, but she took his hand obeditally and followed after him, truth be she was very hungry she hadnt eaten in a couple of days and standing in the hot sun waiting to be bought always drained her.
She was not excepting food though, rather to sit there giving her new master pleasure while he ate and spoke with whom everythey were eating with.
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When they got down to the kitchen, Dustin could smell the fresh bread cooked meat and some pies. There was fruit on the table, and vegtables, some fresh and some cooked. Nick was there already seated. The dishes had been cleaned and put away, except those that they would be using. There was enough food for lunch and also dinner. Garth would have Nick heat some food up for supper. It was just the three of them in the kitchen when they arrived.
Garth placed food on a plate and sat it on the table then filled a second and also put it on the table as Nick filled his. He pulled a chair out for Jordon and motioned for her to sit and moved one of the plates infront of it before sitting down to eat. "I prefer eating here then having it served in the main dining room. I think that is such a waste of time and effort. Besides it is more comfortable here."
He then turned to Nick. "I will be leaving probably tommorow to go check on some investments on the Islands. I will be taking Jordan along." Nick nodded. "I would like you to check on the trade agreement with the Dubar Mining operation. They should be in town in a couple of days. Other then that just relax and enjoy yourself."
Turning back to Jordan, "I hope you do not get Sea Sick. Eat, the food usually is very good. The cooks that come and prepare it are good at what they do. " It was nothing fancy, not like some of the rich in the city. They had to have things made this way or that, very picky and fancy. To much work for a basic necessity.
Garth placed food on a plate and sat it on the table then filled a second and also put it on the table as Nick filled his. He pulled a chair out for Jordon and motioned for her to sit and moved one of the plates infront of it before sitting down to eat. "I prefer eating here then having it served in the main dining room. I think that is such a waste of time and effort. Besides it is more comfortable here."
He then turned to Nick. "I will be leaving probably tommorow to go check on some investments on the Islands. I will be taking Jordan along." Nick nodded. "I would like you to check on the trade agreement with the Dubar Mining operation. They should be in town in a couple of days. Other then that just relax and enjoy yourself."
Turning back to Jordan, "I hope you do not get Sea Sick. Eat, the food usually is very good. The cooks that come and prepare it are good at what they do. " It was nothing fancy, not like some of the rich in the city. They had to have things made this way or that, very picky and fancy. To much work for a basic necessity.
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Jordans stomach grumbled with hunger and she finched instinctivly but after she didn’t not feel the fist come down she stood tall again. She glared all the food that was at the table. She glared then at Nick, her glare slightly softer then before. She still felt uneasy and uncomfortable and the only way that she knew to deal with that was her anger.
As she was motoined to sit down she silently obeyed then stated in a monotone voice. “Thank you sir” She chewed her bottom lip her eyes soaking in all the food that was infront of her. She turned her head as Garth spoke. “Agreed Sire it it is mightly comfortable here” As she finally realized she had food her eyes went as big as saucers and she brought the plate to her and begain eating. She ate as if she ws frightened that it would be taken from her if she took too long to eat it. The food felt so good in her stomach she couldn’t remembe the last time she ate fresh fruit, or warm bread that wasn’t stale. Maybe just maybe life would be different here.
“No sire I do not get sea sick I have travelled a lot” She nodded as she finished her plate her body still rigid ready for her next comand.
she had a good view of the window and she reaized the sun was going town soon it would be bed time, then she knew what was going to happen. She knew that her papers showed that her hyemen had been repaired and she wondered if he rather she act like a virgin the first time to match her surgery or to act lke the experianced woman she was. Soon she would find out though.
As she was motoined to sit down she silently obeyed then stated in a monotone voice. “Thank you sir” She chewed her bottom lip her eyes soaking in all the food that was infront of her. She turned her head as Garth spoke. “Agreed Sire it it is mightly comfortable here” As she finally realized she had food her eyes went as big as saucers and she brought the plate to her and begain eating. She ate as if she ws frightened that it would be taken from her if she took too long to eat it. The food felt so good in her stomach she couldn’t remembe the last time she ate fresh fruit, or warm bread that wasn’t stale. Maybe just maybe life would be different here.
“No sire I do not get sea sick I have travelled a lot” She nodded as she finished her plate her body still rigid ready for her next comand.
she had a good view of the window and she reaized the sun was going town soon it would be bed time, then she knew what was going to happen. She knew that her papers showed that her hyemen had been repaired and she wondered if he rather she act like a virgin the first time to match her surgery or to act lke the experianced woman she was. Soon she would find out though.
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"If you are still hungry, help your self, there is plenty of food." He could see the look on her face as she saw the setting sun. Soon enough it would be time to retire for the night and she would be sleeping with him in his bed. He was looking forward to it. It had been to long since he had a woman and seeing her as she was, aroused him. She seemed a bit more relaxed but they way she held her body told him she still was not yet comfortable with him or her new home.
Reaching over he caressed the side of hr face. "You can relax. I know that some masters prefer their slaves to hold themselves a certain way. Here you do not have to. As long as there are no others but us around.
Reaching over he caressed the side of hr face. "You can relax. I know that some masters prefer their slaves to hold themselves a certain way. Here you do not have to. As long as there are no others but us around.
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