auction block (may be multiple player if warranted)

John was in the back of his cage, in the shadows, trying to hide from the eyes looking in at him. He could not tell how long he had been in the cage, hours, days, perhaps even months. In this small, featurless cage. However, by the snippets he heard from passing people, apparently the end was near: or, at least, the start of a different type of slavery. This thing that they called the Auction was near, and soon he and all the other slaves would be sold to the highest bidder. John looked silently up.
"Please, God, I have never really believed in you, and have never asked anything from you, but please, if you are there, let my buyer be nice, and friendly, and treat me well... please..." he muttered.
 
Thomas

IC:
Feeling the sting of her nails biting into my scalp and the back of my neck as she bucked against my mouth, I could feel her climax. She uttered another more forceful growl, now driven by my own desire and not going to allow her to walk out on me again; I scramble up her body and thrust forward. Her slick, steaming sex flesh yield immiediately to my hardness. I penetrate her fully in one violent fast stroke. I immeidiately begin pumping ferociously. She moans and bucks back against me, raking my back with her clawlike fingernails. Her pale blue legs wrap around my neck to allow me to fill her deeper. I press her lips with my own, now wet with her own succulent juices, and invade her mouth with my tongue.

Gripping her shoulders with both of my hands, and inadvertently pressing the chain of my shackles across her chest and neck. Increasing in tempo and force we match each other's rythm of mating. Her large canines bite my invading tongue just before she groans loudly in passion, releasing my tongue as she simultaneously grips my organ with a silky vice-like internal embrace. "AAAHHHHHA", I roar with her as she squeezes me into erruption, filling her with my human seed.

We both lay there locked in our embrace for a moment, I gaze down at her pale blue face, and almost smile. My head then suddenly swims, my vision once again blurs, the last thing I remeber is looking into her eyes.....
 
Chameleon

It was regretful that it ended so soon, yet it had been magnificent. I pulled away feeling the return of my own personality seeing his eyes struggle to remain awake. I disentangle myself and drag him by the chains to his display cell. I took the time to clean his hair and wondered who would buy him tomorrow as I returned to my own cell, feeling oddly melancholy. It would fade in time as my owner impressed his wishes upon me.

Auctioneer

It was night time and I settled down to rest, tomorrow the auction would begin and the slaves would have their entire world changed yet again.
 
Thomas

IC:
I awoke, my head awash as if I was coming out of a drugged sleep. My eyes focused upon the fact that I was in a new cell, no longer in the dungeonesque cell I was in before when I had that delectable Rotupharian that had came to feed and wash me, and... A chill ran up my spine as I realized what my sentence was. I was in a display cell, I was to be auctioned off as a slave. What would I be, a gladiator, a laborer on some slave mined planetoid, some play thing for one of those oppulently rich and decadent buffons I had formerly looted, what?

Each of these had there prospects for escape, but I would have to wait and see. On the bright side I was finally cleaned from days upon days of harsh treatment. My hair was washed and brushed. My long golden locks were tied back and comfortable. My skin had been washed, oiled and perfumed. My face, among other things had been shaven. I looked almost like my old self once again. Some how this was comforting.

I was still shackled, no doubt a fearful response to my previous actions. From my vantage point I could make out the bustling crowds of buyers from all over the galaxy. I looked in the direction of the auction block with a smoldering glare of hatred.
 
Cisco

Tomorrow was the big day, soon I would have new playthings to entertain me. But which one would I choose. As per the customs of the auction, I could, at my discretion, require the audience of one of the slaves in the privacy of my room to inspect them more closely and even 'try them on for size.' I mulled it over for a moment .... looking over the display pamphlet that just had been delivered to my room. I finally decided and called down to the holding cell, requesting them to send up Jenia for my amusement. I think this might be fun, to see how my fight this girl had in her. I hope she wasn't one of those humans that broke easily.
 
John sat up as he saw the figure unlocking the door to his cage.
"Oh, thank goodness, take me out of this... this... this, cage! Thankyou for freeing me!" he said, excited.
The figure laughed roughly. "No freedom yet. We're just moving you to a display cell."
John opened his mouth to say something, but did not get anything out before he saw the figure pull something out. There was a quick zapping noise and a surge of pain before everything went black.
 
Torerin

I was in my room waiting for tomarrow to come. It was the day of the big auction, the day that I would buy my first slave. I couldn't wait. I wondered what one I would be buying. The chamelode is the most erotic female there. But the human female had a fight in her eyes and her manner. I reviewed my credits and saw that I had quite abit to use to bid. Not enough to buy both but enough to buy one. Just one. Decisons decisons.
 
OOC: Lady Tehari A Gorean Free woman

IC:
Thigh high leather boots, tight leather pants laced up the sides, black silk shirt just transparent enough to reveal a shapely form, necklace of semi-precious stones, bangles of silver and stones, snakes of gold adorn my arms, cloak of silver-violet fur that seems to shimmer like scales surrounds me comfortably. Pulling back the hood to reveal a jeweled headdress, and a veiled face. Cold green eyes gaze over the prospective slaves.
It would be the last port on the last day that I catch an auction. There better be a decent pilot. I'm just sick of searching. Slipping the auctioneer 50 credits to get me in last minute.
Gazing around, walking slowly amongst the cages... A scared human. Frail, and raw. I'm not into babysitting.
A chameleon, strangely beautiful, and for a second appearing almost panthera like to my eyes, smiling warmly purring out, Oh you are a beauty, strange and sensual... too bad I'm not looking for a personal slave today, winking in your direction.
Turning my gaze to a golden haired human, Obviously beaten, but perhaps could be useful. He opened his eyes to reveal blue pools of ice.. capturing my gaze, walking over to him. Kicking the bottom of the cage, Wake up.. do You speak? Better yet do you know how to pilot a ship? My last pilot met with an untimely accident and has left me... somewhat lost.
 
Thomas

I looked at the impudent woman who kicked at my pen. Her question, "...do you know how to piolet a ship?" Sent my mind racing. This woman could possibly be my deliverence, unbeknownst to her, of course.

I looked cooly at her eyes and flatly stated, "Yes, I can fly anything from a fighter, to a frigate. When I choose to." I continued my cold gaze to read her reaction to my words.
 
Eyes flashing smiling under my veils, enjoying the fire you display.
Good, I have a Gorean cruiser and it's just as good as a Frigate.
I would hope that your life would be a suggestion to choose to want to,

Looking at you up and down, enjoying the look of your strong body.
And who knows, if you're lucky I'll let you please me as well.
Turning away the sound of heavy silver and weighted pouches tinkles in the air.
Tomorrow you are Mine pilot.
Fading into the darkness and stepping out into the shadows of the night.. off to my quarters.
 
Thomas

I smiled inwardly as the cloaked, haughty bitch retreated. I had her! She would purchase me and give me the power of starflight. I would be back on the Allegretian Main in no time, she would be dead at my hand, but not to soon. She would prove a most interesting diversion before I gather my power. I would have to play along with her for a bit baiting her. Yes, this was the new beginning for me.

I laughed out loud at my good fortune as I drove a fist into the cell wall.
 
Finding My way back to my ship at the dock, getting to my warm comfy quarters, soft pillows surround a four post bed, thinking of today's find.
Golden locks occupied my mind, powerful body, strong arms, thick thighs, and those captivating ice blue eyes. Shedding off layers of clothing, removing the cloak, my boots, the pants.
I'd use silver collar around his neck, and shackle him in strong titanium, run a chain from his neck to his wrist to his ankle, that way if he stepped wrong I would just bring him to his knees. Of course I would have to see how well his skin reddened... perhaps have him flogged for My display...removing the last of my clothes, leaving two veils across my face..
Laying down in soft silk, rubbing, touching, moving, arching and pressing my body in the dark, thinking of the golden haired pilot slave...falling asleep softly dreaming of him taking me around the universe.
 
Eradin sat in his display cell, pondering a way to kill himself. All the other 'guests' had recieved attention of some sort, be it personal visits, or just a private summons, yet he had been thoroughly ignored. It was obvious none were going to buy him, and he could not stand another year of this place.

Despair washed over the alien and something snapped deep within him,.

"I WILL NOT BE CAGED!" He roared throwing himself at the bars, his eyes filled with an insane rage, and his skin changing colour from faint violet to a swirling mix of deep red and purple, and glowing ominously.

"RELEASE ME YOU VILE H'KYRTH SPAWN!"
 
Someone was making a lot of noise somewhere, he realised. That was what woke him. He looked around at his new cage; slightly larger, but no more friendly. At least his shackels were released now. I crawled forward and looked out the cage, trying to identify the noise.
"RELEASE ME YOU VILE H'KYRTH SPAWN!" came a cry across the place. I sat back. "Sounds like someone wants out..." John thought. "Poor guy - they won't let him off lightly for that."
 
The enraged Asazi stepped back from the bars, the swirling colours of his skin slowly rising, merging with the glow, as the slave began to morph into a class that the Asazi had not needed for centuries: Warrior

His arms were involuntarily flung outwards as two blades about 10 inches in length, in line with his thumb and little finger sprouted on each wrist and his fingers became claws,
His skin hardened into armour and muscles developed at an astonishing rate.
He grew several feet, reaching 8'6 in height, and gained a rather substantial bulk (weighing about 250lbs all up)
His face was the only thing that remained even close to the same, becoming vaguely reptillian and his eyes becoming utterly black.
As the metamorphosis was completed, Eradin laughed in triumph.
As the handlers rushed to the cage, they gasped in horror and stepped back involuntarily, expecting a thin, submissive creature, not this hulking monster.

"ZAP IT!" Cried one of the Senior Handlers and Eradin suddenly dropped under the combined voltage, his warrior form receding, no-longer needed, yet there for him to call upon if needed.

"Get this one some shock cuffs and a collar. It's now highly dangerous."

And of course, all this was recorded on camera.
 
Auctioneer

I was already receiving private bids on each slave, each of which was recorded and altered the opening bid. I noticed the new woman sweep in find the pilot and sweep on. He had an evilly triumphant look on his face, I shook my head little did he understand control collars and the like.

The passive Asazi transformation was being displayed on constant loop to all buyers. I pondered his unfortunate change. It was debatable as to whether he would be bought and more likely than not he would be destroyed if not purchased. I shrugged my shoulders, it wasn't my job to be concerned about where the slaves went.
 
Torerin

I awoke early and watched the vid of the Asazi transform from a passive male to a beast. I couldn't beleive that they would auction off one of them. Only good it would be would be for an army or hired killer. Not my concern though. I wonder if he would be sold. I got ready and awaited the auction to start.
 
*getting up and making my way to the auction, anxiously waiting for the bidding to begin..watching the strange transformation on the vidscreen..smiling*
Well..someone will have quite the assassin, if they can keep his temper under control...
*settling down on a comfy bench waiting for the action, gazing around at the different slaves & cages, admiring the view*
 
I looked outside and saw people gathering. The auction was starting, it seemed. I sat at the front of the cage and looked at all the people passing by.
"I wonder what happened to that - thing, that beast thing... what was with that anyway? It had changed form or something..." he thought to himself. "What have I got myself into?"
 
auctioneer

The first up was the Asazi who was being displayed on large screen with an inset showing his vital statistics and capabilities.

"Opening bid it 10,000 intergallatic credits." Bidding would be quite affair done through panels and such. Bidding would close after a minute of no bidding.

(I'll post only one character up for auction at a time so as to not confuse things)
 
Dyartha

It had been a long time since I had last saw Cisco but I did not expect the reaction I got. His offer definantly would be interesting. Equals... I would have to think about it. I loved the idea of maybe being the least dominant one for a change.

For now I wandered over the the display cages to check out who was for sale. I hear the auction start behind me but I gave no notice. I was facinated by the quite human male. I looked down at his nameplate which read John.

He just sat in his cage unknowing of the world around him. I reached in to stroke his hair and face. He was a beautiful specimen of a human.

"Would you like to be my little toy?" I said in a calming voice. "You'd be much more free than with anyone else"

I saw him gaze up and look me in the eye. I pulled him up to the side of the cage by the collar he wore and place a gentle kiss upon his lips before releasing him once more.

I knelt down to be at eye level but removed my hand from the cage.

" be a good boy and you'll be mine"wispering softly to him.
 
Torerin

I watch as the auction starts. It was the male that changes who was the first to go for sale. I wait my time for the females to come up for auction.
 
*seeing the Asazi up first, knowing if he were to tranform again even my shock collars wouldn't work, smiling, and turning a gaze away, shaking my head softly no*
 
Auctioneer

I closed the auction with no bids, and felt small tinge of guilt. I put up John the oddly shy humanoid up and watched as bids trickled in.
 
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