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Friend in the shadows

Friend in the shadows

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Aug 15, 2010
Like most market places, goods were being bartered for and sold. Unlike most market places, the customers here where all of the out-worldly type. Angels and demons walked down the crowded streets, giving each other stern side glances and not-to-friendly-bumps, but no out right attacking took place. Powerful mortals also filled the streets, walking side by side with creatures from beyond the normal realms. But everyone refrained from lifting a finger against one another, fearing the backlash that would happen. The first rule of this place was NO FIGHTING! It was simply bad for business to have customers blasting holes into the sides of buildings all the time.

The second rule of this market, was anything could be bought. ANYTHING. It didn't matter what one's personal tastes were; if you came here, you left behind your ideals. Merchants shouted out wears and prices, enticing people to come into their shops, look over their goods and walk away with their hearts desires. Very little cheating, in any form, happened here; merchants that cheated customers often found business drying up. Or their heads severed from their bodies. Some called this place hell. Others called it the last truly free land. Most just called it by its name: Taimyr, city of the hearts desire.

A hearts desire wasn't the reason Jazal was here this day. A different organ of his was looking to be fulfilled. A first class demon, he walked with that smug confidence one could only have after centuries of doing anything you want and never encountering anyone that could stop you. He strolled along the marble streets inlaid with gold a bit, passing by a number of shops before entering the one he wanted; his previous play toy had grown too old and weak to be of any use to him, so now he was looking for a new one. And this store happened to supply the best slaves anyone could want. Walking inside, a bell rung, informing everyone, customers, staff and merchandise that new money had just entered the building. He slowly started to look around, his eyes gazing into cages and cells, looking for the perfect slave to buy.
(for my guy:
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The cage that held her was barely strong enough as she continuously assaulted the bars with ice, making the metal brittle before she attempted to smash into it. Cuts from the shards of ice littered her nude frame and her icy blue eyes glowed with a fierce determination. She would break free of this godsforsaken cage they had put her in. An elemental she was born of ice and therefore endowed with its powers, to use as she wished in her lifetime. She had been princess of Tretart and now look at her, reduced to being sold as a freaking slave to the highest bidder. The attendant in the back yelled at her to shut the hell up and countered her shot of ice with a scorching blaze of fire. One that made her shrink back into her cage to miss it. The attendants hated her; she always made their lives hell when they were working in the back. Not to mention she didn't listen when they tried to make her do things. Her submission was true when she was handled properly but when mishandled she was her captor's worst nightmare.
 
It was the fighting that brought Jazal towards her cage. He had dealt with disobedient slaves before and wondered if the owners needed help in keeping this one in line. As he came around and saw her sitting nude in her cramped quarters, Jazal knew he had found a rare find indeed.

"Well well, what a frosty bitch you are. Trying to escape from your cell? Tell me, where would you go? All the owners would have to do is post a reward for your capture and you'd be back here, tied down and raped day and night until your mind was a blank slate." His eyes tried to look at her body, but the bars on her cage made it mostly impossible to get a good view of her.

A quickly motion to the attendant to come over to him saw the door of her cage open slowly, followed by an order by the attendant to come out and show off her body for her potential owner. Jazal had to admit to himself, that it would be interesting breaking an elemental of her free will. He wondered if she would be worth the effort, or if he should just keep look. Perhaps he could find a slave for willing to obey his commands, if it meant she was able to leave this place.
 
She hissed at the assumptions the demon made before demanding that her cage be opened. "Fuck You" she snarled to the attendant. There was no way that some fake dominant would order her around. Even the idea made her shudder with disgust. She spat a jet of ice shards through the doorway of the cell, all aimed at the attendant, but leaving the demon alone. She would wait and see if he had potential as a master before warding him off as well. Her eyes glowed with many colors, like sunlight refracting through ice, as she remained in her cage. Even with the gate open there wasn't anywere she go, this the demon was right about, at least at this point in time. But her body was more relaxed now as she awaited to see whether the demon was the next one on her assault list, or if he was the one that could release her from this hellish place.
 
"Is she part feline too?" Jazal asked in a light tone as she hissed at him. The second the ice shards flew towards them, he merely blinked his eyes and her attack turned into melted water, which fell to the ground in a light splash. The attendant, however, had readied a massive energy shield to ward off her attack as well as throw himself backwards for more room. Jazal smiled at the man's inability to fight correctly in a closed space like this; he nearly chuckled as the attendant bowed his head and averted his eyes from the both of them.

"Nice form, but not powerful enough. You also failed to include me in that shot; very unwise. I don't know your reasons for why, but they don't matter. If you are going to strike, you must be ready to hit everyone; even your allies. Otherwise, you'll just be wasting your shots and thus your energy." Jazal said as he looked into her cage. The fingers on his right hand gave a quick snap to make sure she was paying attention to him and not the attendant. "Come out her so I can have a good look at you. If you can speak you will tell me your name. Fail to do either and I'll simply go find someone else." He said, clearly leaving the word 'please' off because she was a slave and thus didn't need to be treated with just courtesies.
 
She tilted her head, almost growling as he dissected her attack, though she had to admit he made some good points. Opening her mouth she almost told him to do just that, go ahead and find someone else, but she thought better of that. If he liked her he'd get her out of here. Slowly she rose from her crouch and walked forward from the cage, hair sweeping about her breasts as she walked to where he would be able to see her easily. Gaze was calm as she looked at him, knowing that even a demon could read the emotions of others without difficulty. Her nude frame was relaxed in a lazy, predatory way as she leaned back against the bars of her cage.

" Princess Kaliskadi. Named after the goddesses of destruction and winter." She spoke loftily as if she didn't have to look up at him to get her point across.
 
"Former Princess Kaliskadi." The attendant replied with a light sneer, loving the idea of correcting the spoiled girl on her new life. Jazal slowly started to let his eyes linger on her nude body, taking in the sight of her in. With Kaliskadi's back to the bars, Jazal was unable to get a complete view, but from what he could see he enjoyed greatly.

"Very nice, but your name means nothing to me, and I think you can understand why: you are no goddess. Do not expect to be treated like one, or even expect to be treated like a princess. Who ever buys you will treat you like the slave you are now." Jazal said as he moved closer to her, the muscles on his arms tensing a little, his eyes glowing with a red heat. "Turn around, spread your legs and bend over a little. I want to see every part of you before I make up my mind." He added before stepping back away from her to talk with the attendant.

"Bring me a collar and some shackles for her hands and feet. I don't trust her to obey me if I buy her." He whispered to the man in a hushed tone so she wouldn't hear him. The shop keeper nodded, sneered at Kaliskadi once more and then left them in a hurry, seeking out the extra devices the demon had requested.
 
She glared at him darkly at he reminded her of how far she had fallen. Yet still she moved her slender frame to obey him, hoping he would get her the hell out of here. Legs spread as her delicate fingers grasped the bars and she bend over, slinking her hips wantonly with a smirk. Playing with him sightly so as not to completely lose her pride. Making it look like she wanted to show off for him.

"I can be verrry good to you" she purred softly as she pulled her body away from the bars suddenly and sauntered up to him, breats moving with her well-balanced stride. Curves easyily displayed by her nudity, though occasionally blurred by the long tresses that graced her tiara. Eyes tilted up in a catlike manner as she looked up to him, reaching out a hand to stroke the demon's chest, wondering what was going to happen as she was being so bold.
 
Jazal was a bit surprised when she took the initiative and moved away from the cage to caress his body. His eyes had watched every curve she gave him, enjoying the lght teasing she offered when turned around to show off her assets. One of his hands slid around behind her back, forcing Kaliskadi into his body even more; letting her feel the barely contained muscles and wild energies that swirled under his skin.

His free hand quickly slid up between her legs and went straight to her pussy. Rather than plunge right inside her, the tips of his red fingers gently ran up and down the outer folds of her sex, spreading the delicate flesh a little more with each pass. "You have a lovely body, but I can see in your eyes that you will be a hand full. If you truly want to leave this place and never return, you will have to learn to submit to someones will. If you wish to leave now, with me, then prove how good you can be." Jazal said as his hand continued to play with her pussy.

"Get down on your knees and take me in your mouth. Unlike some of the others here, I can promise you that I don''t boast about my size; it may be too much for your mouth to handle. If you can take it all the way in and swallow every last drop of my seed, then I'll take you away from here. Fail, and you stay in your cage for the next buyer." He added as his hands finally fell away from her body.
 
As he jerked her into him she could feel the wilderness beneath his skin. His flaming core meeting her icy one, creating a strange sensation that ran throughout her tiny frame. She had to admit that, as far as looks went, she was getting a good deal here.

A gasp broke her chords, and concentration as she felt the heat from his fingers brushing her delicate folds. "You judge true..Sir. I will be a handful but my desire to leave will prove your help." Her hips began to rock slightly simultaneously with his fingers until he took them away from her and told her the task she must complete. Her jaw clenched at the thought of servicing him here, where anyone could come and see her but she knew it was the only way to get out.

Slowly she lowered herself to her knees before him, taking a moment to pull her long tresses away from her face before freeing his cock to her view. Eyes widening in astonishment. Most who claimed they were big were lying but shit he wasn't. Long fingers wound around his shaft, barely meeting around the member. Tongue flicked out across the tip before she opened her mouth as wide as she could manage to take him into her mouth. The cores of ice that made up her jaw bone became a blessing as she focused on softening them, letting them extend slightly to give herself the tiniest bit of room. His cock filling her mouth she began to bob her head slowly, taking more of his length with each stroke of her head. Finally managing to go all the way down. Holding it a moment before gagging and pulling back. Only to go back down again, her pride and desperate need to get our of here wouldn't allow her to quit without completely finishing her assigned task.
 
Jazal watched as the girl slowly started to take his massive girth into her mouth. His eyes had caught the short look of surprise on her face and in her eyes, and he knew that no matter what, Kaliskadi would always remember him from here on. He gave a slight shiver as her cold mouth started to bob up and down on his shaft, his body actually enjoying the surprising sensation of having an opposed element work his manhood.

"Yessss." Jazal sighed as she moved with such precision, bringing him close to his release. "Your mouth is wonderful, matching the rest of your body. I wonder how your other lips will feel later tonight." He said as his hands rested on her head, the hint that he would be asking more of her later being not very subtle. Finally, Jazal let his seed spill forth into her mouth before pulling back away from her. "You've done very well, and I shall take you from this place. But only after I'm sure you won't run away." He said as the sales clerk finally returned.

Keeping his eyes focused on his new pet, Jazal issued his next command. "Stand up, place your hands behind your back and let this...man...attach the shackles. For today, you will walk without any clothing; we will be going straight to my place so that you can get addjusted to your new life. If you please me tonight, then tomorrow we will see about clothing for you." He said as he motioned for the man to bound Kaliskadi's hands and feet.
 
His praise thawed her core slightly, pleased that she was pleasing him. After all he was the one who could save her. His seed hit the back of her throat and she swallowed as he'd instructed her to do earlier, making sure to get every drop from him before the return of the sales clerk. His none too subtle hint made her uneasy but she ignored the feeling, focusing instead on the positive. She was more than pleased to hear that he'd be taking her from this hell..maybe even thankful? Psh, how could she be thankful to someone who owned her?

His command met her auds, breaking her train of thought, and she looked between him and the sales clerk for a moment before her decision was made. Even as she growled at the sales clerk she rose to her feet obediently and placed her hands behind her back, waiting for them to be bound in that position. Having to walk through the streets to his place of residence would be hard for her, but she had the feeling that this would all be at least somewhat worthwhile in the end. As the shackles were placed on her wrists tightly she looked at her new "master," waiting for him to take her.
 
When the sales man finished chaining Kaliskadi's wrists and ankles, Jazal moved around behind her and looked at what had been down. Saying nothing, he adjusted the shackles on her hands just enough so it wouldn't hurt before doing the same to her legs. "I don't want your body to be sore and worn out before tonight." He said before adding a long chain from the wrist cuffs to the ankle ones, leaving enough slack that she could walk without difficulty, but also forcing her hands down and thus her chest up, for everyone to see.

Moving back around to her front, Jazal quickly attached a soft leather collar with a steel ring to her neck. After making sure it wasn't pinching her, a leash found its way to the ring. Giving Kaliskadi a small smile, he tugged on the leash for her to follow him to the counter. The clerk swiftly started to ring in the purchases, adding on extra for the chains and leash. Jazal never even blinked at the total; he merely reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a small pouch.

"This should cover it." He said, gently spilling the contents of the pouch onto the counter. The light in the slave market sparkled on the small gems which lay on the wooden counter, causing the shop keeper to stumble as he tried to pick them up. "So tell me slave, do you miss having such gems adorn your body?" He asked, his eyes looking over her tender nude form; his mind thinking about what she must have looked like before coming to such a place as this.
 
Kaliskadi stood patiently as the sales man shackled her, grateful when her new master came around to loosen them. This particular attendant hated her more than most and she could tell by the tightness with which he did up the restraints. The pain didn't bother her but the fact that it was a lowly creature such as an attendant that caused it did. Figuring his sentence didn't require a reply from her she remained still, feeling her chest jutting forward as he tightened a chain from her hands to ankles. Good thing she was proud of her chest, since it was a clear display now. The collar and leash that were added made her grit her teeth..the fact that she was going to be led around like an animal annoying her slightly..but she walked obediently behind him as he tugged the leash. Standing behind him her eyes were filled with longing as she gzed at the gems.

"Yes. Sapphires and diamonds in particular. All white and blue stones increase my power. Also my health if I'm ill." she said longingly. Wishing that her hands were unchained so that she may touch the gems. "Not to mention..they enhance my beauty as well." The statement was made easily, without a trace of ego in the tone. All the sentence consisted of was a fact, it was well known that elementals benefited from certain materials.
 
Jazal moved away from the counter and took those few steps that were between them. His hand slowly came up and began to slid along Kaliskadi's body, snaking a trail from her stomach to caress each breast. "If you desire to be draped in jewels again, you will have to earn it." He said simply as his hand slid down and gave her ass a gentle pat. "The same goes for wearing clothing; you don't need to wear any, your body can obviously handle doing without. But perhaps you'd rather stay without any cloth coverings. Maybe you'd rather just have jewelry adorning your body, enticing everyone to desire you, only so you can tell them to fuck off?" Jazal added before giving a gently pull on the leash.

"Come, it's time for us to leave. And if you truly desire to never return, you shall have to learn to enjoy your new station in life." He said, leading her out of the shop and onto the busy streets. Even stepping out the front door of the shop, all eyes turned to look at them. Some, belonging to both men and women, were looking at Jazal, measuring up his fine features and most likely thinking about what he would be like in bed. Most, however, were eyeing Kaliskadi, the perverted thoughts they were having about her becoming clear in just a passing glace.
 
He must've heard of her, she smirked to herself softly. It was an old legend in her land that all she wore was jewels, never needing a scrap of cloth on her body. But perhaps he was just perceptive and knew of her desires. She'd been the ice princess, both in the literal and figurative manners. No one could touch her, though she made everyone desire her. He'd hit it perfectly when he'd mentioned her telling everyone to fuck off. The tug on her leash broke her thought and she followed obediently.

"You'll sell me back if you're unhappy I take it?" Her words were both a sentence and a question as she followed him onto the street. Lifting her head and stepping evenly, making it look like she was proud to be his slave. Though the thought bothered her..the thought of going back to that market was one that was much more troubling. She would obey, willingly..until a time presented itself otherwise. Anything it took..she would do.
 
"Yes, I would." Jazal replied to her question, knowing that a simple statement like that would do more to inform her of her place than any long drawn out conversation. It took a bit of time before they reached his place, many eyes staring at the couple as they walked down the streets, but none saying anything to them. When they did stop, Kaliskadi was able to see that his 'place' resembled a small palace.

Several maids and bulters came forward, waiting for him to issue any orders for the them. A casual glance at the assmembled group informed her that all these people were human, free, and happy to serve her new master. "Prepare a meal, my bed chambers, and a hot bath." He told them before giving a small wave of his hand. The servants bowed once and set off, quickly seeking to fulfill their orders. "I hope you don't mind bathing in hot water; you do need a good scrubbing to get the filth of that place off of you. And I'm betting you would love to eat more than scraps of food." Jazal said, walking over to Kaliskadi as he spoke. His hands moved outward and started to run up and down her sides, caressing her blue skin and waiting to see what kind of reaction she would have to him and this place.
 
Her brow quirked in surprise to find that his abode was akin to her previous place of residence. Smaller of course than the palace she once lived in, but a palace nonetheless. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here after all. Icy gaze observed the servants..amazed to see that served out of their own free will, but then again so had the servants she'd had. She just didn't have to look at it from this standpoint before. Realizing that he was speaking to her she jerked her mind out of her thoughts and shrugged casually.

"Ice water is better, but I know hot will make me feel cleaner." was her neutral reply, though she could feel her mouth watering as he mentioned food to her. "I'm slightly hungry" she allowed herself to say as he approached more, feeling his hands stroking her sides. His touch hot enough that she could feel it to her core, the sensation pleasurable for the most part. Her back arched slightly, as long as he was being fair she'd respond. Though this surprised Kaliskadi..for usually it took a harsher touch and pain to keep her in line beneath her "Master." She'd never had a problem with pain, and therefore crossed all the lines..but that was before she cared about whether or not she was sold back to the slave market.
 
Jazal smiled a bit as her back arched under his touch; her statements infroming him that he had made the right choice in relaxing her enough before the main event for the night. His hands roamed over her body for a time, content in driving her wild with the waiting, when a single man came towards them. From the newcomers dress, he was a butler employed here. From his age, it was clear he was the head bulter, responsable for overseeing everyone else. Giving his master a slight bow, he straightend up and addressed him.

"Sir, the bath is ready for you. Your chambers are also prepared and dinner while be ready when you finish your bath." He said before giving another bow and then walking away. Jazal smiled and nodded a bit before moving back around to Kaliskadi front. His hand lightly tugged on her leash, leading her to the area where she would be getting cleaned up. The bathing room was large, consiting of a fully black tiled room and a large marble pool in the center of the room. Water vapor rose up, letting Kaliskadi know this was were she would be getting cleaned. Jazal casually walked forward and entered the pool, his hand tugging on the leash for her to follow him.
 
Following him obediently she kept a few paces behind him, stopping to let her eyes absorb all the wonders the bathing room held. It reminded her of home and she gave a soft smile as he tugged her forwards toward the water. Figuring now would be a good time to teach him a lesson about her she froze, focusing on chilling her core. She dropped her temperature so low that the metal bindings became brittle and shattered when she jerked the chains. Smirking at him she spoke softly "Metal won't hold an ice elemental. I thought you should know that." She stepped down into the pool beside him, waiting for him to realize what she'd done. If he were smart he'd realize that she'd revealed a huge secret, something that could've made her free in the future if she'd hidden the ability from him. She was showing him her cards and letting him see that she would try and cooperate for now. His offer to adorn her with jewels once again was one that she couldn't resist, even if it meant being his slave.
 
Jazal was more curious than annoyed as the chains on her body broke and fell to the floor; the sounds of them shattering echoing in the room a fair bit before leaving them alone with just each other. What he wasn't, however, was shocked as her little display of power. He licked his lower lip a little, watching as her body slowly disappeared under the water as she made her way next to him. "So it would seem. Still, I'd imagine that there would be a few ways to bind you." He said, his eyes shining a bit at the thought of 'binding' her for his own pleasure.

"A nice dip, then a meal. And then dessert." He added, his hard shaft already back to normal, and sticking straight up in the pool. "Or would you like me to start early? Perhaps I can show you how good my mouth can be? Returning the favor for the shop as it were." Jazal added as one of his hands started to stroke his shaft, while the other wrapped around Kaliskadi, running up and down her back and shoulders.
 
A smirk curved her lips as he seemed so sure that he could bind her. Sure some materials were hard for her to break but with ice cored bones it was easy to shrink and slink out of her bonds. Well he would find that out when she so cared to reveal that little fact. The gleam in her optics made her uneasy but not fearful as she wondered what he had up his sleeve in manner of dealing with her.

"Sounds good." She replied politely, gaze wandering around before settling on him, an amused expression at his shaft in the pool. "I'd prefer to not take favors from you. Seeing as it might use them up for later." Her tone was cool but almost playful as she ducked herself under the water, hair fanning around her as she swam just beneath the surface. Enjoying the touch of water, something that was so close to her element that it could help revive her, she opened her eyes to look at him through the veil. Again feeling curiousity as she wondered what his cards would hold for her tonight.
 
"I see that the bath meets to your liking; seeing how playful you've become." Jazal said as he watched Kaliskadi wet down her hair and was now staring up at him. "I'm going to guess that your keepers at the shop didn't clean their merchandise often; and even when they did, it wasn't enjoyable." He added in a neutral tone. His hand left stroking his throbbing cock and now both were pressed together in front of his lips, his eyes staring deep into Kaliskadi as he thought about the fun he could have with her. "Tell me girl, when was the last time that you had a man seek to give you pleasure, and not just take what he wanted? As a former princess, you must have had suitors, but like a good girl, you probably didn't let any of them have the goods." His hands dropped away, letting her see Jazal's full face once more. "Slid up onto the edge of the pool; I want a taste of your body before having supper." He said, his words carrying the tone that he was ordering her, testing to see if she would submit to his will.
 
She nodded to his first comment, finding no real need to reply to his observations. "We were lucky to be sprayed down with a hose. Usually I went through the uncomfortable process of heating up enough to sweat..which is pure water for me..to clean myself." She shrugged and wrung water from the long hair that hung over her shoulder, watching him as he was watching her. "Being an ice elemental doesn't exactly inspire passionate images. More like frigid ice queen images. That and an arranged marriage agreement created before my birth left me without suitors to give the goods to." She smirked softly and shrugged, wondering why he cared about the past life of a slave anyways. As his tone changed her gaze became completely emotionless.

"Why ruin a perfectly good bath with a taste testing?" her tone was cool again as her fingers braided her hair tightly. The action one that had become a habit in the cages to keep her hair clean as possible. Her shoulders were stiff as she watched him, feeling no need to let him try her out before night.
 
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