New experiences (Arielle & Askeladd)

[Askeladd]

It was a good night for Bryan he had gone to a friendly get together of masters, there they talked about their slaves and what they had purchased recently while playing cards. One master whom Bryan did not know too well continued on about his slave, it had him intrigued all night long, he had not gotten a new slave in a while and this one seemed to be special to the guy. So not showing his obvious interest in it he asked questions here and there of everyone to see what they were willing to bet. His opponents raised the money but that was not what Bryan was looking to bet, he took his time raising and checking. Soon enough it was just Bryan and the master who had been talking about his slave all night long, as a simple goad he asked the guy to bet his slave. The guy must have had a good hand as he bet the girl right away, Bryan was already to crush the man's confidence and take the slave girl after this night. His opponent dropped four of a kind on the table acting as if he had already won the bet, Bryan just smiled widely at him and dropped a straight flush on the table to his opponent's dismay. Bryan had to laugh at the expression that the human master showed on his face, it was like he had just had his favorite piece of candy taken from him and he had no idea how to react to it, Bryan took the money and said that he would expect the slave sent to his home tonight.

After he won the bet Bryan left while whistling a happy tune, he got in his car and had his man drive him home, as he got home he put the money he had won into a safe. His home was a nice home not overly pricey or anything like that but it was a home that no normal person could get a hold of easily. Ten rooms, seven bathrooms and a three acre yard that was covered in lush grass and a multitude of garden patches featuring tall bushed and flowers of a beautiful nature. Now that the money was up Bryan had little to do except to wait for the slave girl to be delivered to his home. So he went into his living room and sat upon the black leather couch, he turned the television on and flicked through the channels lazily not really caring to watch anything but hoped it would take his mind off of the wait. His body was broad much broader then that of a human's as he was an anthro or hybrid as some called it, he was a bull anthro to be exact, his body must have been eight feet tall and twice as wide. Horns were on his head of course pitch black and very sharp, his body was wrapped in a T shirt at the moment showing of his impressive physique to no one at the moment and he wore a pair of grey cargo shorts. He could not wait for the new slave to get here as well her old master had hyped her up so much he wanted to see what she was like.

 

[Arielle]

It was a shift, a short hum, and a changed of position before settlement was personally arranged with the chair currently being occupied. Kneecaps tightly pressed together to keep balance on the unconfortable chair, it squeaked and cranked unbearable sounds everytime there was a dare repositioning. It was sure that someone was bound to get annoyed or exclaim a new chair for the sitter, but it was the only one. Another shrill came alluming from the wooden talker and a nose scrunch as the reaction to the horrific sound.

Aurora couldn't stand being in once place for an over abundance of time, especially if there was nothing to do. She didn't feel as if she deserved such a punishment, she wasn't even sure if it was. She felt at the moment that nothing made sense, so for the occuring time she sat, like she was usually told to do and she would. Obedience is a key to any rewarding thing and with such came the property of patience. Obedience she could apply to herself, but patience wasn't quite a favourite of her's.

A petite mumble slipped from Aurora's mouth, it was soft and soundly just as she was. Even through her small peeves she was as delicate as a flower even her sexuality was as literal as a 'delicate flower' or more a bud that never gotten the chance to 'bloom'. That was something she never fully comprehended, at her age and not a single touch. For all her pre-adolescent years it was her own hand expelling the pleasing in a corner, never by others, so Aurora, herself had broken or 'bloomed' her own flower, but never someone else, not even her Master wanted to touch her. It was true that he bragged, but in honestly there was nothing to brag about. She was just girl bet on, always bet on and yet no horrors or pleasure came to her in the standard. She expected fear for the rest of her slavery life, but nothing, not even harassment. She didn't feel it as a pity, but blamed it on herself for never being like the other adoring or sexual slave girls that had the opposite gender craving and slithered their way all over them, but now she was to be with someone else again. Another change. How sad, she had hoped to have stayed with her current Master she enjoyed doing nothing, but being complimented, but maybe with a new one will actually 'feel' her. Maybe to be someone's someone instead of no one's anybody.
Once again, a shift, a short hum, and a changed of position, the chair squaked.

It was the last time she would sit in that talkative chair and it was all that she really thought about during the drive over to this new 'Master's' place, but once she arrived, her former friend was gone and she would have to make company with a different inanimate object in the new facility. At the doorstep to the large fancy house she sighed her life away to a new contractor, where she stood next to her old Master waiting to be a another someone's someone or would that make her an anybody's someone? Since she was tossed around in careless bets.

 

[Askeladd]

Bryan heard the knock on the door and he smiled to himself, it was not the usual happy smile you would see on someone it was a victory smile knowing that this was the master who so openly decided to bet a slave girl on a card game and lost, that was not all but he lost to Bryan which made it all the sweeter as it meant money and a new slave for free. If that was not a package deal he did not know what was, so he stood from his couch now and walked to the door, he made sure to keep the smile off his lips as well he might be happy with his win there was no need to rub salt in the man's wounds. He opened the door and looked down upon the two people at his doorstep, he could see the look of near hatred on the master's face, which he did not care for after all he could hate all he wanted but there had been witnesses at the card game so he had no choice but to hand over the girl who stood next to him. As he looked at the girl he could see something in her, or rather a lack of something in her to be exact, it was like she was just going along with complaint or even a thought towards being traded so openly.

He wondered if maybe she was not broken in, if she was she might be looking at him, but this girl was just looking around at the house right now and he wondered what she was doing. He looked at the old master and then told him he could go since he could handle a single slave girl easily, when the old master left he looked at her curiously "look at me girl" he commanded in a firm tone that was also soft, it was like a blend that make some want to answer rather then feel they had to answer. "Do you understand why you are here?" he asked seeing what her reply would be, he could often gauge a slave by the way they answered this question thought some he could not read too well he had to admit. He wondered what sort of sexual experience she had, and would soon find out as he was going to question her on almost everything, he questioned every new slave so he could at least get a handle on their physical aspects at least even if he could not read them mentally.