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Slave to a Samurai ((Silvermyst x Jugger82))

Silvermyst

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Sakura slowly walked down the path heading for her small little place just outside of town. She was carrying in her hands two bags with food in them. She sighed as she walked. Sakura was a highly trained ninja, in secret. She gave up the life as she tried to have a normal life now at her small place. She was wearing a rather normal kimino, that looked lovely on her. Her long black hair was up in a high ponytail with her bangs sweeping across her forehead.
 
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As Sakura had walked down the path she was taking. 5 bandits were watching in wait for her to get to the alleyway so they'd box her in. When she arrived, three of the bandits were in front of her and two closed in behind, boxing her in.

Bandit1- Hello there girlie. Whats a fine ass girl like you doin out here in the late of night? Dontcha know this is dangerous territory out?

The bandits snickered as they watched the girl, ready to take her.
 
Elie gasped as she looked around. She held tight to her bags before throwing one bag at the three in front of her and the other at the two in back of her. She then jumped up and over the three in front of her and tried to make a run for it. She ran as fast as she could for her home. She was not about to get robbed or whatever by those men.
 
The bandits growled as they chased after her. As they ran, they threw rocks at her legs trying to bruise them or trip her. She was faster than they expected but they kept up with her, though she was still out of reach. Soon one of the bandits managed to make a jump and grab at her ankle to catch her and held her down so she couldn't run.

Bandit2- She'll make a great toy for Nathan, don'tcha think?

Bandit3- We'll get a big pay raise for this one, look.

Bandit3 reached out and grabbed one of her breasts and the other bandits snickered as they tied her up. They picked her up and began to journey to the spire.
 
Sakura squrimed and thrashed about trying to get free as they carried her off. "Let me go! Do not toouch me you jerk!" She screamed at the one that touched her perfectly sized and round breast. She tried to kick, hit, bit, punch, anything to get free as they carried her.
 
Bandit1- Quick squirmin we're almost there wench. You'll fetch a pretty penny at this place.

Soon the bandits brought her to the spire, slave capital and gladiator city where all the rich people come to bet on slaves forced to fight eachother. The bandits went to the throne where the girl was thrown before Nathan, Spire King and skilled swordsman.

Bandit2- To you, Spire King, we offer this girl for a penny to feed our stomachs for a month. She is a good catch, is she not?

Nathan watched the girl as she was thrown. Looking her over, he nodded to the bandits, each getting a bag of gold coins.

Nathan- Untie her, but make sure she does not try to run away. Lock the door.
 
The second Sakura was free, she kicked the men away from her and jumped up. She glared at the Spire King. "Let me out of here. Right now! You piece of crap!" She yelled at him as she got into a fighting stance ready to fight anyone off if needed.
 
Nathan chuckled but remained seated.

Nathan- A fighter? A strong one at that. I wonder how good you'll do against me.

HE got up and grabbed his nearby sword as he descended the steps before his throne. He was now only a few feet away from her and waited for her move.
 
Sakura looked him over as she crouched down and backed away. She would not make the first move. She was taught never to make that first move unless she was killing the person and could kill them without trouble.
 
Nathan chuckled seeing she would not make the first move. He began to walk toward her casually until he was in front of her. He crouched down so they could see eye to eye.

Nathan- Shame I am gonna have to cut that body when we start.
 
Sakura glared at him, as she swapped her hands at him attempting to claw at his face. She then flipped back and away from him.

"No way. Now, just let me go and I will forget about all this."
 
Nathan took the claw to the face but smirked. He got up and pointed his sword at her.

Nathan- I don't think so...I've already paid for you, I'm not going to let you go free. Tell you what, manage to PERMANENTLY pin me down some point after now, even after the fight, and I'll let you go free.

He raised his sword and rushed at her attempting to temporarily pin her to the ground.
 
Sakura jumped over him and spun to face his back. She jumped at his back and tried to pin him instead. She pressed her knees into his back as one hand went to his shoulder and the other the back of his head to slam his head into the ground.
 
Nathan smirked as he went down. Takng the sword, he stabbed the blade into the ground so the hilt dug into his abdomen, holding him up.

Nathan- Nice try. Not good enough, but nice try.

He used his free hand to grab the hand on his head to throw the girl off of him and toward a wall.
 
Sakura screamed as she fly into the wall. It dazed her a bit, but she slowly got up again. She glared at him. "I am not staying here! I would rather die!" She snatched a blade from a guard and ran at Nathan trying to stab him.
 
Nathan smirked and waited for her to get close before slashing at it. The force of the impact sent both swords flying from their weilders.

Nathan- Huh, interesting. Wanna get physical my little slave girl?

He taunted.
 
Sakura glared at him, "I am -not- your little slave girl!" She screamed as she ran from him and tried to use her talents to escape from the place. "I am going home!" She yelled as she did.

There was no way she was staying here.
 
Nathan dashed toward her and grabbed her by the arm. He threw her to the ground and pinned her down with his face close to hers.

Nathan- Heheh...Get used to being under me slavey. My offer stands, pin me anytime and you win your freedom. I'll even let you kill me if you want.
 
Sakura squirmed under him as she tried to get up and free, but she had been cleaning all day and now she just fought him and struggled with the guys carrying her. She was tried and getting weaker by the second. "Please do not do this to me. Please let me go. Please." She begged softly as she finally went limp under him as she breathed heavily.
 
Nathan chuckled feeling her give in to him from being limp. He padded her face before dismounting her and walked back to his throne. He looked at her as a guard came over and chained her with a collar, the leash end tied to his throne.

Nathan- You're mine now. Rest for the day before tomorrow's events.
 
Sakura glared at the guard as he put the collar on her. Her hands flew up to try and remove it as she looked over at Nathan. "What is tomorrow?" She asked as she got up and continued to work on the collar.
 
(Sorry, if I ever post short its cause I'm on the DSi cause the comp is taken. Sorry for the recent short posts.)

Nathan was amused to see her trying to get the collar off, a futile attempt. Nothing would get out of that collar without Nathan himself opening it. Hearing her question, a guard walked over and displayed a wall of weapons before her, but it was out of reach.

Nathan- You're going to be my personal gladiator slavey. You're going to fight for everyone's amusement against other slaves and beasts, but you're the only sane one.
 
Sakura looked up at him, "What? No. I am not fighting. Why do you wish this of me?" She asked as she walked over. SHe looked over the weapons.

She stood in front of him as she stares at him and the weapons.
 
Nathan- I want this of you because it'll amuse me and my paying viewers. This foundation runs on slaves fighting against eachother, and for you to actually manage to have my own sword knocked out of my hands...you've got potential my little money maker.
 
Sakura looked at him. "I am not a fighter anymore. I fight to defend and protect myself. I will not fight in some ring for you or your damn paying people."
 
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