Fantasy Aisha's Slave Manor

[Karcen]

" I can't talk loud, it is complicated" Tali said not wanting to go in depth about how she spoke which involved vibrating the liquid in the area that looked like a mouth to make it sound just right.


" As for who the mistress is, she is the owner of the manor and all the slave inside until they are sold, I don't see her much I think it is because I lack something" She said obviously not worried about being a slave her voice as quiet as always " If you aren't homeless or willing then why are you a slave?" She asked hoping she could be heard.

 

[Xylona]

Anais sat on her bed begrudgingly, deciding that her anger wouldn't get her anywhere until someone else appeared.


"My fathers debt got me kidnapped." She said shortly, clenching her fists. "I figured they would keep me for ransom or something- not sell me ets.to some slave house." She added, looking around once more. "So... You're here willingly or something? You don't seem to care that you're basically up for sale. What are you anyway?" She asked crudely, firing questions from her mouth like bullets. The girl certainly wasn't human.

 

[Karcen]

Tali was slightly surprised that the girl didn't know of slimes she was sure they would have gotten in the news, but people missed things and well they were new to society. The girl's story at least made sense selling someone would be a good way of paying debts, though it did seem a little harsh but it explained everything.


" I am a slime, we are …. new " She said holding her hand up and making it change form several times before becoming a hand again " My race has chosen to be slaves so I look forward to having a master, or mistress." She mused her voice a bit quieter than normal at the end as she thought.

 

[Xylona]

"You're a... slime." Anais said, grabbing her face and squshing it. She was trying to hold in her laughter. When she heard the word 'slime', she always thought of some sort of swamp monster.


"So uh.." She cleared her throat and furrowed her brows again to settle back into her usual angry expression. "What if you get sold to some mega-asshole who treats you badly?" She then asked sarcastically. If it were her, she'd be pissed at herself for willingly giving herself to some controlling fuck-face.

 

[Karcen]

" I have thought of that, there are many ways to deal with it. " She said knowing what she had thought about was not exactly what a slave should think about but she was a bit different and in their secret talks most of her race had figured out just what they could do or rather they would not let themselves be needlessly tormented. " I can control how acidic my body is for example, and for long as my core can fit somewhere i can enter any hole " She said picking her words carefully as simply saying she would dissolve or drown a horrible master wasn't the best should it be heard. " But I am sure I will get a good owner after all something rare like me must surely call for a high price that only someone who will care about their purchase will buy."

 

[Xylona]

"So basically... You can escape from anywhere?" Anais asked with a raised eyebrow. She wished she had such an ability. None of this was hardly fair. She didn't have to be here, and she wouldn't just accept this. She would personally rather die than be someones submissive house pet. She wanted a chance at real life, at real love.


She didn't hear any other noise that sounded like someone unwilling. Was there nobody else among the slaves that wanted to escape? What was going on here? "Also.. do we literally just sit here until someone buys us? That's a little fucked up." But then again, so was being a slave.

 

[Karcen]

" For long as my core can fit though I can go anywhere " Tali explained not minding sharing such information it seemed to be well known enough for her to share, though in truth apparently there had been lots of experiments so there was a lot known so she could share most anything keeping secrets was not fun.


" For what we do, no you don't have to stay, but one of the mistress's robots will accompany you everywhere " she said before realizing the girl's attitude might mean those privileges were suspended it would make sense to move a willing person in with an unwilling so two people couldn't work on an escape together. " But you have to be good to be allowed, which means no trying to run away"

 

[Xylona]

Anais scoffed. "I guess I won't get such privileges then. I'll do whatever it takes to get out of here!" She said in determination. Though maybe if she acted reasonably good, that would be her only way out. She just hoped that this girl would be neutral, and not give her away or anything. It would be best to not trust completely though, she decided. She didn't need anyone hindering her.


On the other side though... Maybe if she made herself un-buy-able, it would eventually be decided that she just wasn't cut out to be a slave- which she certainly wasn't. In that case though, they would possibly kill her instead of let her go...


"Well, I'm Anais." She said, laying back on the cot.

 

[Karcen]

" And I am Tali Horuleh' Tali said with a slight nod of the head to Anais, who didn't seem to know how the bracelet worked, Tali had needed an explanation when she came into the manor herself.


" Also just so you know that bracelet you have one, it watches and listens to everything " she said she might be giving a runaway aid but well she deserved to know about the bracelet as it would be part of her life after all. " Everything on it has meaning , well most of it does " She said holding her arm up with hers on it which stayed on only because she wanted it to slipping out of it would be beyond easy for one with no set body.

 

[Xylona]

"It's nice to meet you, given the circumstances." Anais said, turning her eyes down to the bracelet. Even though she knew the outcome, she attempted to pull it off. Nope. Just as she had expected.


"There are so many buttons.." She said in confusion, impulsively pushing some of the random buttons. Nothing seemed to have happened.. She looked around cautiously. "Is there some sort of way to... get it off? Without turning into a liquid?"

 

[Karcen]

" I believe the mistress will remove it when you are bought, but well " She said turning her arm so the yellow charm could be seen " Yellow means inexperienced I like all of my race are a bit new to this process" She said turning it again so more of the charms were exposed feeling oddly like a teacher with Anais which was a new feeling as she was always the junior with everyone here. " Each charm means a different thing about you and your skills and personality " She continued with the lesson despite it not being asked for. " I can see yours is yellow and black, black means you aren't exactly legal not that it will stop many buyers I am sure "

 

[MistahJ]

"I appreciate the effort." Washington murmured to himself, sauntering across the room to pick up the plate on the nightstand. He couldn't blame anyone for not knowing what a vampire needed to feed, but it was becoming increasingly difficult for him to be kept inside the one room. In the spirit of being polite, Washington tried a small spoonful of the food and managed to eat the bite before he set it back down on the nightstand. "At least the food is edible." The vampire mused with a soft chuckle, then he returned to the spot by the door with his hands locked behind his back.

 

[Xylona]

Anais sighed and looked at the bracelet angrily. "Of course I'm illegal! I shouldn't even be here." She said, trying not to get too angry. "I like this explosion charm though." She chuckled. "It seems fitting." She then stood up and stretched her legs, pacing the room. She hated being in such a small space with nothing to do. This was all so ridiculous. Surely there weren't people in this age who would actually buy an illegal human being?! What if someone bought her before she found a way out? What if she actually ended up being someones slave?


A small sigh escaped her lips as she banged her head on the door gently. "How many people are actually here anyway? Are they all willing?" She asked in frustration.

 

[LaDyGrEy]

Shade picked up his mobile and rung the first number there, the Manor house where he bought slaves from, he was still searching, looking for a lover.


"Hello? " was all he said after hearing the line got through. Shade had a strange feeling that this time, he would find the perfect one.

 

[TerrorKitty]

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Ashley tried hard not to moan and even harder not to wince when the brush tangled with loose strands of her elegantly smooth orange hair. In fact Ashley ceased breathing entirely, she didn't really need oxygen, being as still as possible was her current objective.


She desperately wanted to be held by her mistress, to be her most precious doll to be the only one she cared about.


Ashley almost moved her lips again but remained still.


In other manors the best slaves slept in their owners chamber, that's what Ashley wanted, attaining the right to even sleep outside of the Mistresses door would give her a heat attack.


Trying hard not to get over exited Ashley tried to think of other things to calm herself down.


Slowly moving her eyes she looked over at the girl with wings, she was odd but cute, her scent was...Confusing to say the least, the girl smelled of twilight, something only a vampire could smell.


Now the human girl...Her scent was almost as intoxicating as her looks. Ashley almost trembled at the thought of her becoming a doll for the Mistress, if she was lucky the Mistress would allow herself to help train the new human.


She was getting exited now, the thing she tried so hard to avoid. She couldn't help it, Ashley's pinky started to twitch, the only way to stop herself she could think of was to bite her tongue hard, enough to bloody her own mouth. If she didn't heal as a quickly as she does, one would see hundreds of bruises and scars on Ashley's tongue, at one point she even bit it off and despite her wonderful healing powers took weeks to regrow, in that time she had learned sign as to be able to speak to Aisha's clients without using her lovely voice.


Her voice...Some people say her voice is as beautiful as the princesses of legends in those old drawn movies...When Mistress would allow her free time, which she had more of than most other slaves, even though she sometimes protests and wishes more work time, Ashley would tend to sing to herself or other slaves to calm them down, it was enticing enough to calm a crowd some say, others who have heard her singing from afar could only identify her as a brilliantly orange haired siren. Accusations like these made Ashley laugh, none of their opinions mattered, if the praise wasn't from her own Mistress than it had no meaning to the her.


@SachiGrl

 

[SachiGrl]

Surveillance504's head rang. She answered the call, "Aisha's Slave Manor." Since her voice is robotic, she added, "This is Surveillance504." She didn't want any potential client to think she was an automated system. She was a robot, but an intelligent that can have back to back conversations.

Aisha Coles

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Aisha sensed Ashley's pleasure. A rush of ecstasy ran through her body. Her lack of breathing made her want to hold her breath too. Again, she tried to keep control. Her strokes began to slow down as she tried to stabilize. She had her eyes closed. She wanted to feel the intensity of this moment, embrace it, submerse herself into it. Ashley's hair was soft and delightful. Atlas, her hair was completely tangle free. She brushed a few more strokes and placed her brush down momentarily. She grabbed a lock of Ashley's hair, held it to her face, and breathed in the shampoo & conditioner she specifically purchased for her slaves. Lavender. An irresistible scent. She wouldn't want any other fragrance on her slaves. She walked over to Lucille's bed and sat beside her. She twisted her shoulders, so that her back was facing her. She repeated her silent brushing, listening carefully to Lucille's reaction to her caress.

DONATHAN MIRRORS

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Donathan walked toward the familiar woman with swagger. The warm, glistening sun reflected off his skin accentuating the cuts and muscularity of his body. He smiled cockily as he sat before the light skinned beauty. He laughed while trying to inconspicuously check out the lady. She had a nice bust size and slim body, but since she was sitting he couldn't tell if her bum was plumpy. "You know, eh?" he shifted himself closer to her ear, "We're the slave thief's henchmen, don cha know?" His words were said in a hush-hush tone. He took in a breath of her scent. He could sense she wasn't human. He found humans boring anyway, "You smell nice, Aleex, right?" he took a lock of her hair and twirled it, "I always like to know who I'm working with."


 

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[RefundTheLemons]

Alexandra Smith

Alexandra could feel his eyes surveying her body as he laughed to cover it up. She had encountered guys like him before, they didn't seem to be in short supply. Except she was expected to work with this man, this was going to be an interesting job. Hearing him whisper "slave thief's henchmen" made her snort a tiny laugh. "Whispering won't really help, considering you don't exactly blend in." Which was true, not only is he a rare species in the human world, but his personality and physique made it hard not to notice him. She had strained smile on her face as he invaded her personal space and began twirling her hair. "Well for starters, if you don't remove your hand I promise you the challenge of doing this job with a broken wrist." The words were casually said with an innocent smile across her face. This was nothing new to Alex, especially before she started taking contract jobs. Guys would relentlessly flirt and try to take advantage of a young, orphan girl. They would never get far though, she didn't allow it.

 

[TerrorKitty]

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Ashley Carbon


Ashley felt her Mistress hand caress and lift her hair.


This is what she loved most of all.


Sad that her Mistress moved on to the other girls, Ashley did what she believed any good doll would do and sat quietly with her hands on her lap and her legs together off the side of the bed.


An observer would have trouble telling if she was even alive, her cold lifeless stare could cut through steel, they would see an over sized doll rather than a young girl.


Ashley's shoes sat beside her feet on the floor, her legs covered in white knee high socks with red cherries on them.


A gift from another manor in hopes to get on Aisha's good graces after an indecent with another slave.


Above her socks she wore nothing except her usual black undergarments and a dress that was just long enough to be considered slightly modest and a very tight black corset that kept her figure small and busitous as most other manors prefer. This attire was of the Mistresses liking and made her eye candy for other manors looking to buy,

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[takamikan]

Lilith's eyes met Ashley's, and she hesitantly looked away. The way their mistress brushed through the hair of her slaves was rather strange, but she couldn't exactly figure out what made it seem that way. Maybe it was the fact that at certain points, she would stop and hold herself back, or possibly because her orange-haired roommate seemed to be in distress while she did it. She wondered if the mistress would brush her hair, and if so, how she would handle it. It was odd, being split in half. On her angel side, the hair was long, wavy and blond, while on her demon side, the hair was short, rigid and black.

 

[Lost Valentine]

Lucille Copeland

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Lucille took a deep as she continued to stare at her feet and the floor. There wasn't much else she could do so she resorted to daydreaming and gazing. She didn't think about much before she heard the mistress stand up from the other girl's bed and make her way towards her's. Lucy didn't move her eyes or raise her head until she felt the mistress turn her shoulders and begin brushing her hair. She lifted her head and looked forward at the wall. Admittedly this was rather odd but human touch was something she was craving. And well, her craving was fulfilled. She closed her eyes and began to relax at the sound of the brushing. The way the brush ran through her hair was so peaceful Lucy could fall asleep right then and there. She took several deep breaths, I wonder how many other heads of hair she's brushed. Maybe we're the only ones but I highly doubt that.

 

[SachiGrl]

DONATHAN MIRRORS

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Donathan stopped in the midst of twirling Alexandra's hair. He gave her a sarcastic frown then slowly let go of her hair. He lingered as much as he could. "Eh, just needed an excuse to get close to ye," he winked at her then wiggled his eye brows flirtatiously. "I got pretty big wrists, ya know? Ya sure ye could brake 'em?" He looked at her small seemingly delicate hands and continued to smiled cockily. He gave a yawn and stretched out his arms and flexed his muscles for Alex to see. Not one moment he looked away from her. He loved giving women a devilish look.

 

[Karcen]

" At least 5 I really don't know how many are hear just in my last room and a few other here and there. Tali explained really she didn't know too much about the manor , she knew what she needed to know. Well at least she would have an interesting roommate. " oh and that charm is about your personality , it is very fitting " She said realizing she was a bit out of things to say.

 

[RefundTheLemons]

Alexandra Smith

A dark look formed on Alexandra's face, now she was scowling at him. "Anything can be broken." The words were blunt and harsh, but that is what Alexandra believed, everything is breakable. She always had to deal with the obnoxious type. She could tell he was judging her by how small and weak she appears. That's always a mistake people made with her, though it is entertaining to see their faces when she proved them wrong. Before she could say anything else, a teenage boy set a small mug of pitch black coffee in front of her, it was her waiter. "Here you go miss." Alexandra looked up at the younger waiter and smiled. "Thank you, could you bring me the check too?" Alexandra was always nice to food and retail workers, it was only manners. The waiter nodded and left to retrieve the check, Alexandra looked down at the coffee and made a face. She hated coffee, the bitterness didn't taste good to her but she barely got any sleep last night and now she had to work with the obnoxious elf. But after talking to the waiter, her anger and annoyance had faded. She could never hold a grudge. "So what's your name, since you were too busy ogling at me to say." She asked in a apathetic voice before slowly sipping on her bitter coffee.

 

[SachiGrl]

Aisha Coles

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Lucille seemed pretty calm. She saw her shoulders Began to relax. This was a typical reaction according to Aisha. She was admiring Lucille's two toned hair and its soft texture. As she began to brush through her waves, it began to fluff up. She struggled with her inner-self. A smile kept attempting to creep at the corner of her lips. She doesn't like to reveal her pleasure, her pain nor her sorrow. She wanted no one to understand her or find her affable in any way. She liked keeping an emotional distance and just play with her dolls. Speaking of dolls, there is still one she hasn't played with. She felt satisfied with Lucille's hair and stood immediately. Her heels tapped their way to Lilith's bed. She sat and adjusted her skirt again. "Come," she said to the half-breed.

 

[takamikan]

Lilith walked over to Aisha as her pale pink nightgown she was wearing when captured waved behind her. It was the only thing she had from home. She sat down on the bed next to her, and turned her head so she could start brushing it. Lilith was somewhat afraid that she would lose control while combing her hair.