In the dark

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The market was bustling and full of noise. Traders from far and wide had come to Rivinstead to sell their wares to the people. Rivinstead was a trade hub for the entire Glademont feif.

Alexander Ralof was the lord of Glademont and was rarely seen out wandering the streets. People knew little of the man, only whispers. Some said that he is bitter and cold, while others believe that he is completely insane. The lord was a man of just 29, young for a man with his postion. He stood 6' 1" with curling blonde hair and a neatly shaved chin. He was dressed in a black suit and a mini fedora sat upon his head.

Lord Ralof continued down the street towards the West River Company's tent. They were a group of wealthy slave auctioners that did business all across the empire.

"I'm looking for a servant" I say to one of the auctioners. He quickly makes his way to me and gestures towards the right side of the tent.

"We have the best selection sir, you will find no better quality in all of Glademont." The auctioner says smiling wide. I start at the beggining of the row and work my way down. None of them catch my interest until I see the last slave on the line.
 
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She was rather tall and slender with darker skin then most of the others who stood there with her. Her hair long and flowing. She also looked to be younger then most there with prefect birthing hips should the one was bidding to buy her choose to bred her, and unlike all the others who stood on the auction blocks she was the only one who seemed to show any type of pride despite having her body schackled up from neck to wrist and wrist to ankles, and waring nothing more then a thin white dress that showed everything due the matterial of it.
 
Alex aproached the girl and lifted her chin with his finger. He turned her head to the right and left.

"What is your name young lady?" He asked as he stared at her calves and feet. She seems athletic enough.He thought. His eyes then found their way to hers.
 
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Her eyes where a deep green so deep they almost looked black. Her voice softly spoken with a slight acciient to it.
My name sir is Arox. I am 19. My old keeper no longer had a use for me when I turned 18 so he sold me to be brought again, and again, and again. I am a good worker and strong despite my looks. I would love for one, Sir to really want me and keep me, but this has not been yet.
 
(First person)

I turned to the auctioneer and requested the papers to aquire the girl named Arox.

"What is the current bid?" I ask

"$50,000 sir,"

"I'll bid $500,000"

"And I will make the bid announcement" the auctioneer said moving towards the front of the tent. No one else could afford the bid. There might have been rich bastards in that crowd, but by far he was the richest.

Three hours later the auction ends and I sign the paper work making the girl mine.

"Release her from her shackles." I say to one of the action hands "And get her a coat."

Her shackles are dropped and she is handed a coat. I lead her out to the carrige I had sent for earlier. We stepped in and with a slight lurch we were off.

"Arox, do you know who I am?"
 
Arox wanted more then anything to be a smart ass at this point but she decided best not too this soon at least.
No Sir I do not know who you are, but I do now know I am your's to do with as you please, and for the price you paid for me...
Despite the coat and slightly warmer weather a clear chill went through her body but she did not look down nor did she look him in the eyes either,never once this whole time had she looked him in the eyes always her glance was just slightly right.
The reason behind this and anything else Arox new owner wished to know would be answered should he ask for she was not at least if she could help going to endure what she had endured by her last two keeper/owers.
 
"I, Arox, am Alexander Ralof, the lord of Glademont feif. Serving under me does not only give you status of house but also a governor.
I also whis to ask you: What, If any schooling do you have? What skills do you have?" I ask

The carrige pulled into the front gate of The Ralof estate and approched the front of the house.
 
Schooling Sir, I was home schooled I can read, write, quite well. Math was not a strong suite however so I never really learned it. I can speak rather fluently two laughishes, this one, (English I am assuming) and French, (no I can not speak French LoL.) As far as skills go. I can mend clothing. I know first aid. I know how to milk cow, goats, and sheeps. I was also taught by my last owner/keeper the art or skill of sex and everything it envloves including how to properally bring a man and a women to pleasure fully.
Sir, I do hope this is what you are looking for as far as an answer goes. Please forgive me now if it is not.
She would lower her head just slightly then as she asked a question she clearly was afraid to ask but her own curriosity was getting the best of her.
Forgive me Sir but what you wish with me?
 
"Arox, believe it or not I know that you are human and not a thing. I have very few but strict rules. You will not leave the estate grounds unless I permit it. You are not to enter my study unless with my approval. You may do as you wish unless I require or request you. No one is to harm you, if they do you are to tell me immeadaitly. Failure to follow instructions will result in a punishment that shall be carried out by me.

Arox, as of right now I wish for you to study under me as a student and to serve me as an assistant. If you do as your told you will enjoy yourself, rebel and you will face my consequenses." The carrige door opened and we step onto the front steps of the manor.

"Chives, show Arox her room and afterwards have her come to my study." I say turning to you. "Welcome Arox, to your new home." I say
 
Yes, Sir was Arox responce softy however not timidly at all as she steped from the carriage and was lead away to her room where she got cleaned up and dressed in the only thing she found to put on in her room, a very nice but simple form fitting black dress. She would then get lead to Sir's study room, knock on the door and wait a responce not wanting to get punished this early on for disobeying.

Nope her owner/keeper before Sir had taught her punishment was not fun at all of course her owner/keeper before Sir really just wanted a person to beat and fuck, and order around, and then beat and fuck somemore when things where not done correctly to his satisfaction. Heck there where days that no matter what Arox did she would get a hand to her face, or a switch to her backside everytime she turned around and if she wasn't getting slapped across her face so hard she ended up with a black eye, or switched so hard she couldn't move the next day, the other days where she was force fucked over and over and over again until she passed out and even then he would continue fucking Arox dry for her owner/keeper before Sir had an undying sexual hunger. Really the only time was she not touched was when she was on a moon cycle which at one point did not come around for three month and then oneday it hit her out of nowhere and because it did so Arox was beat again and then thrown into her cage where she remained for over a week as her body went through the worst moon cycle it had even gone through. It was two weeks after this she was sold off and two days later that Sir brought her up.
 
"Come in Arox"

You open the door and step inside to my study. The
sides of the room are covered in book shelves and framed pictures and military medals hang from the wall. A light brown pipe sits in my mouth as I look over a letter. I look at you and note your out fit.

"Later have Henri, the other butler, bring Annebelle's wardobe to your room. I want you to have more of a selection to what you wear." I say setting the letter down and acing the pipeon it's stand.

"Come here, hold your arms out to your sides."

I feel your shoulders and arms.

"Bend forward and touch your toes. Arox if you have any questions now would be the the time to ask" I say moving to feel your back and spine.

"Stand up straight" I say looking to your eyes.
 
I have but one Sir. Stands back bent hand flat on the ground now as she speaks. Who is this other lady you speak of that I am to have her clothing?
Arox really could think of no other questions right now as she continued to stay in the possition she was in rather glad that two owners/keepers past had trained her to stay in multiple possitions some of which where at first very hard to hold but now she could if need be hold them for hours at a time.
 
"Annebelle... was my wife. She died 7 years ago. When I was 19, Glademont anlong with the other feifs, had been called to arms. Orengal had attacked the city of Westborrow. I enlisted, Annebelle and I had been married a year when the war broke out. Four years I fought, when a peace delegation was signed we shipped home. I returned to find her ill of an uncureable sickness, she recovered for a couple of months. She was pregnant with my child. Then the sickness over took her agian, poisoning her body and mind. She passed soon after.

The sickness was later named and recorded as "knox fever" not contagious, but highly leathal...."

"Sit down"

"I have a gift for you Arox" I say wiping a single tear from my eye. I pull a box from the underside of my desk and present it to you. You open it and find a bracelet with the Ralof insignia on the chain.

"I told you serving me gave you status of house."
 
Arox would take the box daring to touch Sir's face to wipe away another loan tear that fell down his check but going no further dspite the fact she wanted to kiss his lips deeply.
She would then look at what was given her. It's beautiful, thank you. Waits for the necklace to be placed on her neck.
 
I pick up the necklace and place it around your neck. Taking in your scent I kiss your neck lightly Then I move to your lips and my arms fall over your shoulders.
 
Arox draws a deep breath in standing perfectly still as the necklace and the kiss was placed unsure what was to happen next but knowing what she was craving but she would say nothing for she had not been given permission to really speak or ask questions again.
 
I break the kiss and move my hands to your hips and pull you close to me.

"I want you here tommrow at 5 am, naked and wide awake." I say kissing you agian "You can talk freely you know" I say still waiting for an answer.

I move towards the zipper of your dress and begin to undo it.
 
(skipping a few parts easier that way.)

It was 5 AM if anything it was slightly before and Arox was there at Sir's studio waiting outside. Her hair done up so the nape of her neck showed off, and on her neck was the necklace other then that she wore nothing as instucted.
As Arox waited one or two of the staff walked past just looking at her saying nothing, but one of the male staff did as they walked by dare to touch her on her breast and not lightly either saying that a slave as herself should get used to actions like this by any and all. He would then walk away snickering leaving Arox standing there clearly shakken now.
 
The door opens and you walk into the study that is dark except for the moonlight shining in from the balcony. I stand with my hands laced together behind my back and my pipe in my mouth.

"Arox grab the bowl and box of matches i've set out, from my desk. Then come and sit." I say motioning towards the chair. I intake a breath and blow smoke O's towards the setting moon.

"Light the contents of the bowl with the match and blow on it for a moment. Take a deep breath of the smoke, hold it in for a moment then exhale slowly. Do this three times. Ask any questions you have now."
 
Before doing anything at all Arox would speak. Sir I am sorry but I must speak now and freely. A man who works here with short black hair touched me, called me a slave, and said I should get used to it.
Arox would move over and do what was asked of her, after the second inhale she would start feeling very light headed. Sir I am feeling very light headed why am I feeling this way. What is this you are having me inhale? Do you wish to take advanatge of me? Do you wish to rape me while I lay motionless? Do you wish to make me great with child or childern?
Her voice would then falter off as she took the last inhale trying to stay standing but failing this time as her knees buckled, her eyes rolling into the back of her head and her body began going into small but uncontrolled orgasims.
 
"Arox, I know you can hear me,you will awake unharmed, I swear" I say pickingyou up bridal stlye into my study and laying you on the couch towards the back. I move my hand to your pussy and begin making circling motions over your pussy. The orgasams are amplified by the drug.

"Think of this as a mental test, your going to be fine" I say Pulling a blanket over you. she should pass out in about thirty seconds I thought. Getting up and moving towards the door, I blow out the two camdles I had left burning. The door makes a sharp click as the lock locks.

Short black hair eh... Bryce then

Half an hour later in the kitchen...

"Bryce get my hunting rifle from the gun cabnet and grab another one for your self as well as a couple skeet discs and ammunition" I say slipping on my jacket.

Bang! the first shot rings out clear across the back lawn, I put another bullet into the action and wait for Bryce to fire the disc. He releases it sending it flying down range. I don't fire, I sharply pivit on my left foot towards my right pointing the barrel at his head.

"You touched Arox? Why? after I specifaclly told you to leave her alone. Speak quickly!" I say the anger present in my voice.

"She is nothing but garbage, a common whore! She doesn't deserve to even walk on the same dirt as civilized people." He replies

"Bold words, for someone who is on the wrong side of this gun." I reply pointing the rifle at his foot and fire. His yell is loud and clear.

"If you wish to see a doctor you will have to walk there. After you leave, never return to Glademont agian!"

"You can't do..." he began

"The hell I can, you have till sundown to get off my propery before I have the city guard areest you for trespassing." I interupt turning towds the house and walking back to check on you.
 
Arox would be passed out up until the gun shot woke her with such a start it caused her to both cringe and yelp out rather loudly. What followed next had her going from a standing possition to where she slowed fell to her knees and from her knees to where she was basically sitting on her ankels as her body was rocked with one of the powerful orgasims Arox had ever felt in her life followed by multiple smaller one and all of these where from not even being touched but oh how she wished, longed, needed to be touched so that as she felt another very large orgasim building in her body she would pray Sir would not return for she had no idea how serverally punished she would be for the act she was about to do.
Alone still in the room Arox would lay down upon the floor and begin masterbating herself off. At first she simply began playing with her breast, this alone brought forth multiple and growing orgasims but it was not enough, Arox needed more and so she allowed her fingers to find her clit which was already swollen large and pulsing. A few quick flicks over that area of her body had her arching upwards and screaming out much louder then she intended as she jetted cream forth but still that was not enough. So again and again and again Arox would find her clit and again and again and again she would flick, rub, whatever it took to bring herself to an orgasimic realease eachtime the release seemed stronger and stronger and eachtime it left her wanting more and more.
Finally after what seemed hours to Arox, really it likley wasn't more then a hour tops Arox 's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she passed out where she layed unmoved from where her body had numerouse times jetted cream free, but even as she now slept her body still was going through the throws of baby orgasims evident by the moaning which was parting her lips and the occational jetting upwards of her lower body as more cream built up and ran free.
 
Walking up to the study door I retreive the key from my jacket and unlock the door. I see you laying in the floor and your puddle of juice on the floor I check your pulse, it's normal. I then check your breathing, It's slower than it should be. I call out for Chives, he enters the room and I only nod to him. He walks out and goes to retreive the items I've requested.

Five mins. later...

"She's almost awake, keep the wash cloth wet" I say as Chives rubs ice cubes over the cloth on your forehead.

You start to wake up and I hit you right in the stomach. You cough rapidly and begin to suck for air. Your breathing calms and you lay still grasping your stomach looking at me.

"Chives that will be all, thank you" I say

He nods and leaves the room closing the door behind him.

"Glad to see your awake."
 
what was that for? Arox would then slowly sit up seeing the rather huge mess she had made, lowering her head slightly. I am sorry Sir, I could not stop myself. I truly do not know what happened. I was fine then a gun shot woke me and before I knew what was happening I was jetting cream uncontrollably. The last thing I truly recall was my body being rocked with a series of body bending orgasms and then waking up to you Sir, and that punch.
 
"The punch was to simply knock the wind out of you so you would breath normaly agian. The herb I used on you was to increase your desire to fuck and the other was to make every touch feel much better. You were obviously allergic to one of them.

Bryce won't be around to violate you anymore, I shot him in the foot then banished him from the feif."

I hand you a blanket and lift you unto the couch then pull the blanket over you.

"You're about to feel very tired, I want you to stay awake for now. Chives has left you some water to drink." I say motioning to the coffee table at the foot of the couch.

"Don't fall asleep" I say sitting at my desk and pick up a manilla folder that had been laying on my desk.
 
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