DomG
Supernova
- Joined
- Sep 9, 2010
James was quite bored, for to long he had been having things easy, he wanted, no he needed a challenge otherwise he feared that he might begin to go mad with nothing to do. He had been considering purchasing a slave to help pass the time but they always seemed to already be broken, already well trained and timid whenever he had encountered them in the past. No challenge, no spirit... boring and tedious.
Picking up the paper he glanced through it, seeing nothing important in the least until he came across something that caught his eye, a military detachment from a nearby country had been captured recently and a large number of women had been taken to be sold as slaves... soldiers, a challenge to break and train. Here was the diversion that he desired, a young woman whom he could torment and fuck any way and any time that he desired.
It was almost a sign that he shouldn't give up and quickly James got dressed, putting on a black custom tailored suit and getting a large amount of money to take with him to assist with the purchase. James was a rather large young man, just over six feet tall and a very solid two hundred pounds, a great deal of muscle mass maintained by a very strict workout regime. His hair was black and cut short, cropped close to his head in a neat crew cut, something that made his icy blue eyes stand out even more.
With a final check of his appearance in his mirror James set out toward the slave market, ready to find the perfect little pet to break.
Picking up the paper he glanced through it, seeing nothing important in the least until he came across something that caught his eye, a military detachment from a nearby country had been captured recently and a large number of women had been taken to be sold as slaves... soldiers, a challenge to break and train. Here was the diversion that he desired, a young woman whom he could torment and fuck any way and any time that he desired.
It was almost a sign that he shouldn't give up and quickly James got dressed, putting on a black custom tailored suit and getting a large amount of money to take with him to assist with the purchase. James was a rather large young man, just over six feet tall and a very solid two hundred pounds, a great deal of muscle mass maintained by a very strict workout regime. His hair was black and cut short, cropped close to his head in a neat crew cut, something that made his icy blue eyes stand out even more.
With a final check of his appearance in his mirror James set out toward the slave market, ready to find the perfect little pet to break.