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Lazygout & Narumi

Narumi

Five Thousand Club
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Emily was an eighteen year old girl, she had recently moved in to live with a wealthy man. She was employed as a slave. The wealthy man was single, and was rather mean at times. She spent most of her time tending to his needs, never once answering back or refusing to do a job. That morning, she began to wander into his bedroom, knocking in the door lightly then entering. She was holding onto a few small cleaning supplies.

 

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Joshua, age 21
Joshua noticed his slave enter his room, but ignored her presence. He wondered over to his wardrobe to find a shirt to wear. Selecting a simple one, he donned it and ran a hand through his messy black hair. The sun shone through the large windows of his bedroom. It was time for breakfast.


"Oi, wench. Go fetch my food. I'm going to the sun room." He ordered before leaving.


He walked through the maze of his extravagant house. Expensive paintings and sculptures were professionally placed throughout.
 
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Emily frowns to herself and then quickly plasters a smile into her face. "Yes master!" She says and curtsies to him lightly, she rushes over and then began to prepare a meal for him, making sure to not ruin anything, or else she would be punished. She shuddered at the thought and began to wander towards him, with his food on a plate.


She soon tripped over, and fell to the ground, the food spilling everywhere.
 
Joshua looked away from a book he was reading as something clattered to the floor. Noticing it was his breakfast, a slight frown showed on his otherwise stotic expression. This new girl was turning out to be a bad choice. He had sold the previous one, believing the old hag to be too... well, old. He was hoping to have more luck with a younger, less deaf slave. If she was going to be a klutz, he might have to get a replacement. He went back to his book.


"Clean it up and bring a new batch. You're lucky I'm in a good mood." He flicked to the next page. "Oh, and some kitchen staff will be arriving tomorrow." He then ignored her to concentrate on his book.
 
Emily was a calm and humble person, but she was getting incredibly frustrated with her job, she just needed money at the time and was at desperate measures at the time, she thought she was going into a job that had a friendly owner, and wouldn't be treated like a slave.


She growls lowly and stood up, brushing herself. "Why don't you do something for once, you're just a lazy good for nothing jerk" She snaps. Oops. She really had done it now.
 
Joshua looked up from his book slowly. His cold eyes came to rest on his slave. A mere slave girl had just insulted him.


"Because, wench," he closed his book and stood up, taking timed strides towards the girl, "I can afford to be a 'lazy good for nothing jerk' as you so nicely put it." He stood right in front of her, leaning down slightly so his face was level with hers.


"Remember, this for next time." Joshua raised his hand back and hit the girl across the face with his hardcover book."You do not speak back to your master." He hissed at her before leaving the room and going to the kitchen. Despite all that, he was still hungry. At least he could make food for himself.
 
Emily places a hand to her cheek, which was flaring red and let tears fall from her eyes. She stormed to her bedroom and slammed the door hard, leading an echo throughout the grand mansion. She was done with this stupid job. She was done with him. He could find another person to be his slave.
 
Joshua paced the cooked pasta in a bowl then went to the large dining room table. That girl seemed to have difficulty understanding her situation. She was a slave, not a employee. Bought, not hired. He would have gotten rid of her, especially after the latest stunt, but he had paid good money for that useless girl. Joshua calmly ate his meal in silence. He would give her one last chance. If she messed up again, he would sell her to one of his aquaintenses who always liked a young female to add to his collection. The sick bastard. Joshua didn't understand people like that. Didn't she


Agree with them either, but he would never say that to their face, else he soil his reputation.
 
Emily had wandered into the kitchen and growled at him, crossing her arms. "I an willing to continue working for you, but I derserve a little respect. As nice as I am, I will not take any of the disrespect you're giving me. I vsn always quit this job and find somewhere better" She snaps calmly.
 
Joshua carefully chewed and swallowed before even acnologing the girl. He didn't look at her as he spoke.


"I own you wench. You seem to forget that. You can't leave when you feel like it. I can choose to sell you if I so wish. Trust me, you don't want that." Joshua continued eating as if nothing had happened.
 
Emily smirks, picking up the bags beside her. "Okay. Now watch me do a magic trick, I'm gonna disappear out that door, and you're not gonna see me again" She says and started to head towards the door.
 
Joshua heard her begin leaving and pulled out his phone.


"Yes, this is Joshua. It seems the slave I got from you is leaving. I either want a refund or for its return. I see. Thank you." Joshua packed his office away.


"I can garentee that you will return. However, the state you are in when you do... That is uncertain."
 
Emily hesitates. She put all of her things back and got to work. Who was she kidding? If she left this job now she had nowhere left to turn, so she decided to bare the job for longer, until she could get back on her feet and get the heck out of there.
 
(I did say he was going to be mean 3:) Also, sorry about the last post. It was on my phone)


Joshua let a small smirk adorn his face. It was his victory today. He didn't lose. He always made sure of that. He also loved messing with people. It was quite entertaining. Joshua tapped his chin, thinking of what to do next. He was rather bored at the moment. Maybe...


"Oi, wench." Joshua called. "Would you like to play a game of chess?" Not having anyone else to challenge, he asked the slave. He was always fair when playing games like chess. It was no fun if you cheated anyway.
 
(I know, and it's fine)


Emily was dusting the cupboards when she looks to him, sighing to herself. "Okay" She says, finishing off her dusting and then sitting opposite him, helping him set up the chess game. She knew absolutely nothing about chess and would probably loose, but at least he wasn't hitting her.
 
Joshua watched the salve set up her side of the board. He sighed. It was wrong.


"The queen is on colour." He stated, pointing at the incorrect piece. "Do you even know how to play?" He raised his brow questioningly. He wouldn't be surprised if she didn't. He could easily teach her anyway.
 

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