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Post by ethan hurst on Jan 31, 2010 17:47:47 GMT -5
((i have no idea if this topic is actually gonna be M i just wanna cover my bases early))
ethan sat on the park bench going through his new slaves file, she was stunning which was part of the reason he'd chosen her out of all of the slaves up for sale. he had one of his men deliver her a message telling her to meet him at the park at noon and now he was simply waiting for her to show up. he had never had a slave before and she was going to be his first, and he was anticapating the relationship the two of them would share.it was times like this he wondered why exactly he'd never had a slave before, someone who was forced to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted them to do it.
he continued to sit there a large bag next to him filled with items for his slave, of all of his hopes one of his main one was that she wouldn't be easy, her file hadn't said anything about it but many other slaves had such things in their profiles and there was nothing he hated more then a girl who was easy, after all what could be more fun then a challenge? he looked at his watch and saw she was running slightly late but thought nothing of it, after all she wasn't more then fifteen minute's late and he couldn't expect her to be perfectly on time, at least not this time, but he had rules and if she didn't follow Teagan would have to be punished.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 1, 2010 9:33:36 GMT -5
Teagan looked out from her bedroom window at the clouds that rolled by overhead. It was nearly 11:30am and in another half hour her fate would be sealed. Of course it was now as soon as the ink dried on Ethan Hurst's signature, it had been. Having arrived only a week before in the town of Creighton to see the father she had never known, Teagan regretted that fatal decision. Her mother had warned her of course, had cried countless tears begging her not to go but her fathers delighted voice on hearing from her and then his kind request to come and visit had all been too much to over look. Now she knew better, there had been nothing kind at all in his request. The man was sick from years of being abused as a slave it had all taken its toll on him, from his pregnant wife leaving him over 21 years ago causing him to wallow at the end of a bottle had all taken its toll. He had serious liver problems and cancer of the lungs. He didn't have much time left on this world and he knew as soon as she saw him that she would not leave.
How could she? She felt partly responcible for his fate and now he was the cause of hers upturning the way it had. Three days ago a woman from the mayors office had shown up on their doorstep to take her picture for their files and to get as much information about her as she possibly could. She had been stamped as a slave and was to go on the block as soon as her file was ready. Teagan had been horrified, her mother had only told her the stories recently of course about the whole slave and master system that ran the town and now she was one of them. Her long dark chestnut hair fell in waves down her back, she had decided to wear a purple dress and fishnet stockings with deep purple shoes with just two inches of a heel.
She didn't know if she was too dress up or not to meet the guy who had bought her but did so mainly for her own benefit. As she passed her fathers room she looked in briefly, a nurse was in with him there was one living at the house now. A gift from his last mistress to help ease his final days. Teagan left and began to walk to the park. It was at least twenty minutes on foot from the house, she knew this having walked there regularly over the past week. In no time at all she was there and looking about her realized she had no clue what this man looked like. Other than he was sitting on a bench. As she stared about her now she sighed, there were at least ten benches before her and all bar one was occupied with a man or two.
Well if she could not find him, he would have to come to her. Teagan walked to the edge of the fountain and dipped her hand into the cold water. She was receiving the usual customery stares, she knew this. Her looks were more a cross to bear than a gift, ignoring them all she kept her gaze firmly on the water before her watching the ripples her fingers made.
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 1, 2010 10:05:12 GMT -5
Ethan looked up and saw his slave enter the park area sitting on a bench, he recognized her easily, after all it was her appearance that had drawn him to her profile after all. he got up and walked over to her knowing that a lot of the masters would have gone about it differently but 67he was in a good mood so he would be kind. he walked over and sat next to her "Teagan Sandoval, your late for our meeting but it is no matter my name's Ethan Hurst, you will call me master though i suppose Mr. hurst is acceptable as well" he said and got another good look at her.
she was certianlyy beautiful, well built with flawless curves, pale skin with out a blemish. but more then anything it was her eyes that had convinced him to buy her, two perfect hazel spheres with long thick lashes staring into nothingness. he reached out his hand and brushed her hair behind her ear allowing him a better look at her. "I've read in your file that your new to both town and the system, i however am neither and above all your rule is to do as i ask and put my orders as your first priority, now it says your in collage you will of course continue your education if you are not in classes yet you will need to enroll, there are a few rules you need to follow and i will tell you them but first do you have anything you want to ask?"[/b} he said wanting to give his new toy a chance to speak.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 1, 2010 10:25:08 GMT -5
She gazed deep into the swirls that her fingers made, her thoughts off in another time and another place. Where had it all gone so wrong, first her break up with Jason and now this, her life seemed intent on flushing itself down the worst toilet bowl imaginable. Aware of a person coming to sit along side her she did not at first turn her head but listened instead to the voice that spoke. He seriously expected her to call him master? Incredulous she turned to look at him then, her hazel eyes meeting brown orbs and locking stares.
It was in her of course to refute every single word he had said, she was too new to this. If there was a way of doing things then she had certainly not been told that much. His orders were to be her first priority, what about the needs of her dying father? Her education? This was a joke and nothing more. As her head turned her dark flowing mane fell about her shoulder. He was quick to touch her as well and that she did not like. Was that how it was supposed to be? Was it more a harem that the masters here wanted instead of a servant? It was all ludicrous.
She continued to gaze at him for a moment and when she did finally speak her sensual husky voice was barely a whisper. "Uhm.. Ethan?" she blinked at him to make sure she had that much right, he could seriously shaft the master and Mr. Hurst part he was about the same age as herself, "My priorities are my own to determine and I have them set already thank you very much. Now unless this is some serious candid camera moment in my life then please just walk away."
Teagan allowed herself the grace to think he was attractive but that was as far as that thought went, before she cut it considerably short. "I think there's been a huge mistake here. You're time and money has been wasted. The only thing I will be asking ... is when is the next bus out of here?" her slender frame took a step away as if she really could just walk away from there.
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 1, 2010 10:46:30 GMT -5
ethan looked at her, she seemed uncomfortable with his touch and she was obviously new. he heard her comments, first she disrespected him by calling him by his first name and then told him to go away, being late was one thing but disrespect was not allowed, he watched as she got up to walk away and he sighed, obviously this would be harder then he thought which was fine with him, it was always more fun to hunt your prey rather then have it jump in your lap and yell 'eat me' he got up and grabbed her arm roughly shoving her back onto the bench still holding her arm as he himself sat down next to her, sitting so close they was barely an inch of space between them. "you will not disrespect me, perhaps you don't understand this but you are mine, and if you still dont understand that means you belong to me and nobody else, not your mom not your dad not yourself, try to leave this town and i will hunt you down and drag you back here." he said glaring at her, he should punish her and he knew it but she was still new and this was her first day as a slave but she'd better learn and she'd better learn FAST.
he loosene his grip on her arm and his glare faded ever so slightly "i was going to give you the choice just to be nice but it seems to me your not ready for it, therefore you will be living at my house if you try and run away from me again i will have to lock you up, I've never been one for handcuff but the other masters swear by them, if you ever call me by my first name again i will not hesitate to using violence i do not like hitting girls so do your best not to put me in a position where it is necessary." he said giving her a look that said he was dead serious. it would be a shame to leave marks on her body but if she made him then he obviously would.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 1, 2010 11:26:47 GMT -5
Teagan did not get far before her arm was roughly grabbed and she was pulled violently back to sit beside him. They were so close now that a sliver of wind would find it treacherous to venture between them. She did not whimper from the pain in which her arm found itself in now, instead her hazel eyes glared in disbelief. This town was a throw back to the dark ages, obviously a time warp somewhere. His words were said in such as way as to leave no question as to his intent or his purpose for her. He glared with equal ferocity probably more so but Teagan would not go down without a fight. She couldn't, not when there was plenty in her. He would hunt her down? Surely not, a day maybe two of a few phone calls and without any lead he would surely give up and get himself another slave. What was one more or less in this ridiculous town?
She could feel his breath on her face as he spoke, his grip finally loosening on her arm. Yanking it away from him then her other hand rubbed where his hand had gripped her so tightly. "The choice?" she laughed incredulously, "you were giving me a choice?" She closed her eyes for a moment before she looked away from him out across the park at some children playing with a dog and frisbee, all so innocent yet if they stayed here their futures would be mapped out into slaves and master roles as well if they hadn't been already. Handcuffs, hitting girls now she could hear similar traits that her mother had spoken of. Why hadn't she listened? It had all sounded so farfetched, so crazy.
"Mr. Hurst... " she floundered not knowing what to say as her hand continued to rub her arm, though it was fine now. Still too close to him she turned to face him sliding herself a few inches away as if this had not been her obvious intention. Now at least there was a comfortable space between them. She could see him better this way, the way his dark hair was flicked over to the side and how shrewdly he looked at her reminded her of Jason but there was more than that there, his manner was quite evident that he was nothing more than a predator stalking it's prey and she was the entire menu.
"You can't say again when I haven't run away from you yet. I took a step, a single step. Is it really necessary for me to live at your home, my father is dying. Is practically there, we've just been reunited after nearly 21 years. He needs me" she thought if he had any decent side to him at all, she might be able to appeal to it, her hazel eyes remained focused on his face. Did he really have the power to hurt her in a completely different way to how Jason had?
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 1, 2010 21:46:43 GMT -5
ethan looked at her as she scanned the park she made a comment and laughed and Ethan raised an eyebrow "you don't think you had a choice? you did indeed, after all why would i need my slave at all hours? you got up and attempted to walk away from me and that was enough to make me change my mind" he said scoffing at her she didn't realize how lucky she was that he was in a good mood, she was a fighter and that made Ethan fight a smile from his lips,he enjoyed a good fight now and then and he knew it would be worth it in the end.
it seemed hard for her to accept the slave system but Ethan knew that would soon change after she felt the true reality of it which would of course be sooner then she would ever imagine. he picked up his bag and opened it pulling out several items the first of which was a bracelet it was silver and had a small lock instead of a clasp he took her hand and pulled it close to him snapping the bracelet on her wrist and locking it on her, his name gleamed on the top where it had been carved into the silver. "that will do i hope, not many masters let their slaves go without proof that they have an owner though i've never been a big fan of collars on humans, though if this one is a problem I'm sure a collar and leash can be arranged for you" he said smirking ever so slightly
he began to think about what she said involving her father and he raised an eyebrow, she was asking and the likelihood was that she was trying to "appeal to his good side" he thought for a minuite, he could be kind and allow her to live with her father or he could make her live with him as a punishment, he crossed his arms and continues to think about what he wished to do, finally he spoke "i will make you a deal, you may live at your fathers house during the week as long as you come when i call, Friday nights you will be brought to my house and on monday mornings you will be taken back to your fathers, you may take this deal or you may choose the other option which is simply to live with me all year round everyday" he said beliving it was a better deal then most that would be offered to a slave.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 2, 2010 3:08:00 GMT -5
Her world was turned upside down in such a short time, she could not salvage anything from her past life and knew there were indeed parts of that life that she wanted to keep hidden completely. Her heart had been broken, ripped out and shredded by the very person she had thought would protect her from everything and everyone, but who had been there to protect her from him? Jason Cauldville would have done very well here at Creighton, he would definitely have been a master.
Ethan or Mr. Hurst as he preferred her to call him was speaking again. Schematics, one step and apparently that was akin to an international incident. Movement caused her to look at him again as he rummaged in a bag. Her hazel eyes shrewdly took in ever facet of his appearance as he looked away intent on finding whatever it was. He was handsome but looks were skin deep, with nothing beyond goodlooks many were just an empty shell. Worthless like a piece of fool's gold.
Finally taking out a silver bracelet which appeared to be some kind of identity bracelet he pulled her hand, moving her close to him again. She did not look at the bracelet he put on, knowing full well what it was. It was a noose around her neck, a chain around her ankle. He was staking his claim for all to see short of using a brandishing iron. Her eyes continued to survey him as he clasped it to her wrist, a sardonic smirk marring his features as he spoke. Only then did she look down at it, lifting her wrist up to see his name emblazoned on it.
"With this on, no other master will come near me? I am under your protection?" she was unsure just how far this whole mistress and master business actually went and would much preferred it clarified now. Another movement caught her eye and once again she turned her head to gaze at him. Now her master was crossing his arms regarding her with raised eyebrows. When he spoke it was not what she had expected. Perhaps simple compromises were not futile after all, perhaps he was not as brutal as he would like her to believe or maybe he was lulling her into a false sense of security. Whatever his reasoning was, she did not care. He was allowing her a glimmer of hope and she grasped at it willingly.
"I will accept. Friday I will come to your house. I do not need to be brought there, I will go without fail and will return home to my father on Monday mornings", it was more than she had hoped for, much more. Her beautiful face caught the the sunlight as she looked at the young man beside her once more. "Thank you ... Mr. Hurst".
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 2, 2010 9:47:56 GMT -5
Ethan looked at her thoughtfully and began to speak "yes, and no, some masters will see it and not bother you however there are some who will be persistent there are many masters who are not above forcing a slave to fuck them, and the bracelet itself dose not offer you my protection simply that you are my slave give's you my protection" he commented trying to anwser all of her questions as accurately as possible not wanting to lie. he knew because she belonged to him she was like a toy truck or more accuratly a doll, and even as a child he had never been one to share his toys easily.
he watched her face as he told her the deal and she seemed surprised and answered quickly as if afraid the deal would go away, and then she thanked him it was strange but the two words made him want to smile, instead he nodded at her "you will of course have some rules to live by from now on, you will come to my house on the weekends, obviously, you will also come if i call you unless you are in a class, you will need to do as i say if you don't you will be punished accordingly, you will not have many chores to do while at my house, i have my own servants and they don't need someone mucking up their work, and last but not least i will occasionally bring you to my bed as a companion for the night but i do not care if you kiss another person hug another person as long as you don't lie with them you may do as you wish and if anyone forces you to lie with them tell me and i will take care of it." he said watching her face searching for an acceptable reaction from her.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 2, 2010 10:03:55 GMT -5
Teagan was not sure from that point on what to expect, she had wanted reassurance that no other master would come near her. The stories her mother had been all too hasty to elaborate on once she knew that her daughter had intented to go through with the visit to Creighton. How many times had other masters forced themselves on her, raping her abusing her. She did not want that for her daughter and Teagan was adament she did not want it for herself either. Looking at the bracelet she closed her eyes briefly before looking at him as he continued to speak. It did not afford her the protection she needed, he may be her master but he was basically telling her that he could not stop others from getting to her. She bit her lower lip, disgusted with this town and their ways. She was a human being just like he was, surely she still had rights as she had in when she had lived in Chicago.
Ethan was telling her about his rules, the only silver lining was that house work was ruled out. Her face looked at him abruptly, her hazel eyes widened. "You want me to sleep with you?" she was sure that sleeping would be far from his mind if she were to share his bed. Shaking her head slightly she should also have seen that one coming though she had hoped for it to be otherwise. Could she not just dig herself a pit and throw herself in now?
"Promise me that no other master will touch me, will force himself on me and I will.." she waved a hand half heartedly in the air as if the thought repulsed her greatly and it was a struggle to continue speaking, "occasionally go to your bed." She was not sure how he would handle this, but he had been open to her earlier negotiation this was just another. It wasn't too much to ask was it?
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 7, 2010 15:05:55 GMT -5
Ethan looked at her as she continued to talk and he couldn't help but smile ever so slightly she was so... new to the system "see my dear it doesn't work like that if another master touches you while I'm not there i can hardly be expected to stop them, you of course may do whatever you need to to get away if I'm there of course you will be protected from them" he said in a matter of fact kind of tone her other comment about 'occasionally sleeping with him' made him want to chuckle but he resisted the urge.
"i suppose it can't be helped since you are new and don't understand, simply put you belong to me, you don't have a choice in what you do anymore. i could do whatever i wanted to you right here and now and nobody would stop me. you are mine and i get to make the rules not you" he said he wasn't sure how she would react and frankly he didn't care all to much at the moment he didn't want to me unkind to her but right now he needed her to see he was in charge and not her however he sighed "you DO have my protection but if I'm not there i will not be able to protect you, its as simple as that, and as i already said you may do whatever is nessacary to get away and if your not able i will do my best to find the person" he said wishing she knew what he was trying to say.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 8, 2010 6:26:02 GMT -5
She tried to comprehend all that he said and knew it all to be true, her mother had warned her it would be like this but she hadn't listened. Had not dared to listen, disbelieving that any where in her country could be a pocket of society so debase and cruel. Her hazel eyes turned to regard him almost pleading with him to just let her be, to leave her go. So any master could have her when he wasn't around, there was no way she would allow that to happen. If it meant she carried around a can of mace with her everywhere then so be it. If it meant she had to take self defence classes then so be it but no man would touch her unless she wanted him too.
Hastily she looked to her hands as if he would or could read her thoughts. He got to make the rules, he got to decide her fate, he got to do what he damned well wanted and to hell with her. Closing her eyes tightly she wanted nothing more than to rage against it all but what could one voice do among so many that seemed to enjoy living this way. As he continued to speak she slowly got the picture, he was giving her about as much protection as he could afford to give her. He would protect her from others when he was around but who would protect her from him? Would she need protecting from him? At least he reassured her that if anyone tried anything with her he would deal with it, for that much at least she was grateful. Opening her eyes once more she looked at him.
"Thank you" what else could she say? Teagan stood up then, certain that this interview or whatever it was supposed to be had come to an end. There was nothing really left to discuss was there? She was his, she did as he asked her to do, she had to have sex with him when he demanded it. A shudder stole through her slender frame at the thought. "Will that be all Mr. Hurst?" a bubble of laughter threatened to spill for the absurdity of it all but she managed to restrain it in time.
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Post by ethan hurst on Feb 15, 2010 18:08:23 GMT -5
Ethan watched her reactions she was an odd girl but she entertained him already, and more then anything she seemed to get the idea of how things were going to work, she was a fast learner and that was good enough. she asked if she was able to leave and he tried not to smile "no, no you may not leave, i haven't even gotten to try you out" he said and stood up pushing her to the bench he leaned down and brushed a loose strand of hair from her face and kissed her softly, her lips tasted good they were so plump and red he couldn't help but claim them for his own, after all every part of her belonged to him now, down to the last strand of hair. he knew she was new to the system and that he shouldn't move to fast but she was his and he'd have her for his own. he moved his kiss own kissing her cheek her jawline moving down to her neck leaving behind a train of kisses his hands held onto her own hands keeping them still so she wouldn't be able to move "how innocent are you?" he asked whispering it against her bare skin wanting to know how slowly he had to take things with his newest toy the more innocent she was though the more fun she would be. he waited for her answer as he continued to kiss her soft pale neck.
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Post by teagan hayley sandoval on Feb 16, 2010 4:30:31 GMT -5
The breeze picked up blowing a few strands of her hair across her face, she had forgotten that she should not have stood up or attempted to leave again without his say so. Remembering to ask was one thing but she had still stood up. Her head whipped about to look at him the same instant he was telling her that she wasn't to leave. His next words stung her, held her like chains against her will. He had not gotten to try her out? As if she were some new model car he was going to take on a test run, Ethan pushed her back down to the bench.
Teagan had expected harsh and cruel, rough and malicious but instead his fingers gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. The movement caused her to look directly at him and instantly her breath was caught in her throat. His face lowered to hers and the thought to run, to flee to push him away was there but why she never acted on it she did not know. Was the power of a handsome face that strong over her? Was she that superficial, weak and stupid? Teagan could no longer think as his lips claimed hers. She didn't want to respond but his soft lips across her own convinced hers to move. Her tender lips answered the call of his own, moving with infinite slowness. Ethan's hands held her own and on impulse her fingers curled with his as his mouth began to move along her jawbone and down her neck. A gasp escaped her as a tiny shiver claimed her body. Jason had kissed her plenty of times but had left her always unsatisfied, had only ever kissed her mouth pushed his way into her, satisfied himself before rolling off again. As he had been her only boyfriend, Teagan had simply thought this was how it was supposed to be.
Yet here was Ethan Hurst, her master kissing delicate tiny kisses down the length of her neck causing sensations to ignite about and within her that she had never felt before. Jason had obviously been holding back alot on her. When he asked her how innocent she was, she frowned. Ok so she wasn't a virgin anymore but she had only one partner ever and all he had ever done was the missionary position. Sex had been a two minute extravaganza of grunts and moans until he gushed himself and rolled off. Ethan's kisses were doing serious damage to her equilibrium now, her neck felt utterly assaulted and Teagan felt awful for the fact that she knew she did not want him to stop. "Enough" she whispered as her head tilted slowly back exposing more of her beautiful slender neck, a bird screeching overhead seemed to wake her from her daze and blinking furiously she wriggled against him.
"We can't do this" the embarressment of what they could have done, what he might expect her to do here in a public place was mortifying, "not here, please ... please not here".
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