Masterxslave(forsaken/Demorica)

[Forsaken]

The man was sitting on his throne a large white gold chair atop a good sized step of steps about 7 women of different spices and sizes. All them looked like they had been beaten and broken ten times over layed on the steps on agesnt his chair chained to it. As he sat there he watched a new being reluctant and giving one of the slaves he considered a Mistress of his women a problem. He at first laughed to himself but then as the slave continued to push her luck anger grew in him and he started to glare at her wanted to beat her to death for making on of his Mistress look so bad.

He stood up a tall 6.5’ looking at the girl the slaves on the stairs grabbing his legs hed back hand them sending them away from him. ”you women”he pointed at the mistress “bring that bitch here”he walked and meet the women half way with the girl in her hands. He took the girl by her hair and held her in the air using his other hand to grab the other womens neck and crush it. ”If any of you other women think ill let you get away with anything like this ill kill you faster “

 

[Demorica]

Alice was new, and despite the beatings she was still giving her mistress a very hard time when breaking her. It was the way she was treated, if she was treated kindly she would obey and even be a good pet, but if she was hurt and tortured for no reason then she would fight the woman, or any mistress tooth and nail, using anything she could as a weapon. She had originially been a very sweet girl, loving, caring, and not often stubborn, but once she had been kidnapped she had changed, her mistress had tried to train her and hurt her when she did not comply, and punish her for things she did not know, not really telling her the rules, so when she was punished inappropriately she became a little resilient to being trained, and did not obey often.

After her most recent beating she had managed to lash back at her mistress, giving her a bruise on her cheek and making the woman angry enough to drag her to the master of the mansion, making Alice very nervous as she tried to pull back fighting her the best she could to avoid being brought to him and killed. Her small body stood only about five foot and she was very lithe, so the fact that she could not break the girl was almost a little humiliating as she dragged the girl by her collar which attached her shackles through the hoop to keep her hands above her waist and made it difficult for her to fight the woman. As she was brought into the room seeing the master's many slaves she became nervous, watching him choke the life out of one girl as she was dragged forward, her long dark red hair falling about mid back and over her bare breasts, but her hairless womanhood was exposed, and that she did not like, trying to close her legs. Her bright icy blue eyes looked up to him then back to the mistress before trying to keep herself from going any closer the woman explaining that her slave was not breaking or cooperating either, and wondered what he wanted to do with Alice.

Her milky white skin showed every bruise all across her body from whippings, but even with the marks all over her one could tell that she was very beautiful, her skin pearly white, her breasts were a firm C cup, and her stomach was flat leading down to bare womanhood, and her rear was rather tone as well, a beautiful slave for breeding and pleasure, if she would cooperate, but she had many issues with the mistress, as well as this master, she did not like that he had all these other seven slaves at his feet, if she was going to cooperate then she wanted her master or mistress to herself. She looked up at the master, her eyes widened and terrified as she stood there, her body tense, and shivering.

 

[Forsaken]

he looked at the girl up and down"how long has this girl been here?" the man was not happy. He walked around her looking at her he was inspecting her body everything from the girls hair color to the size of her breasts. He smiled they where still perky and on top of that she was a milky white he had a thing for milky white skin. It was a big turn on for him he walked up from behind her and grabbed her his hands warping around and cuffing her breast. "since no one can even tell me how long this womens been here and you all let her treat you this way ill be taking her to my room and training her".

"so girl are we going to do this the easy or hard way your much to pretty for me to want and do this the hard way with out needing to". He lifted the girl holding her like a baby. He then started walking to his room of the house as he walked down the halls the slaves of the house all stoped and kissed him."youll soon learn that respect for me girl.

 

[Demorica]

Hearing him she glared up at him, she had been there no longer than a week, very new, but the mistresses tired of her and the way she fought them. Once he grasped her breast her tail which was out of sight whipped back and forth, her white cat ears barely visible under her hair as she stood there, but it was clear she was no human girl either. So as he mentioned her doing this the hard way or easy way she shrugged her shoulders, "Depends, are you going to be cruel to me right away and treat me horrible, or will you tell me the rules before beating me for breaking one on accident?" She hissed, her voice soft, sweet and so beautiful, matching the rest of her. Once he took hold of her and lift her into his arms she gave a growl of protest struggling against him as he carried her, "I will not be like those nasty whores at your feet, they are nothing but brainless whores that are not even fit to call themselves women any longer, I will not be like them, they disgust me and they do not respect you, they fear you, that is the only respect they have, they don't trust you as we should." She snapped as she tried to get out of his arms. "I will not be like those horrible little sluts at your feet, licking your boot like a beat dog, cowering when you flex your hand for fear of being beaten, they will never respect, care, or love you ever, the only reason they give you anything you want is from fear, it is all false and forced because of how terrified of you they are, they are not real pets, they are broken, like a beaten puppy, it just cowers, and does not love the owner, however you have broken them has ruined them, they are not as other slaves are, they are not companions, they are worse than a brothel whore." She argued as she knew that would be a blow to their pride if not maybe raise a few questions in their minds as well as show him she was not wanting to be like them, and to make her one of them would only ruin what she could be if he treated her right.