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Lavi Bookman
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jun 21, 2011
Rory was now eighteen. Not an age he cared for, especially since it meant his master was starting to look for another slave to replace him. He actually was quite angry with himself for getting older but of course there was nothing he could really do about that. It wasn't as if he had control over his age or what his master's preferences were. Rory didn't know whether his master would give him his freedom or sell him to another but at the moment it didn't matter to him. Being released from the man he had served for three years and come to love was heartbreaking for him. The blond's expression darkened when he heard the doorbell and headed for the door at his master's order. Rory was naked with nothing but a slender steel collar inscribed with the name 'Rory' locked snugly around his neck.
When he pulled open the door, a boy with red hair and green eyes met his own sapphire ones. Immediately he took a disliking to him merely because of how much younger Ezra looked compared to him. Rory looked up to see another man standing beside Ezra, most likely the one who had been ordered to deliver the redhead to the house. "Do I need to sign anything?" He asked, glancing over at the older male. Once the handler had given him the paper, Rory had signed it and the handler had left Ezra in Rory's care, the blond let his eyes flicker over the redhead's build. He locked the door and then beckoned for Ezra to follow him. The boy didn't wear a collar but his wrists had been handcuffed behind his back as well as his ankles in order to keep him from trying to escape by running.
He knocked gently on his master's door. "Master? The new slave has arrived, do you want to take a look or do you wish me to start training him right away?" Rory asked as he waited for a response to come from within the room. As always, he never tried to open the door unless he received permission beforehand. That was one of the master's rules.
When he pulled open the door, a boy with red hair and green eyes met his own sapphire ones. Immediately he took a disliking to him merely because of how much younger Ezra looked compared to him. Rory looked up to see another man standing beside Ezra, most likely the one who had been ordered to deliver the redhead to the house. "Do I need to sign anything?" He asked, glancing over at the older male. Once the handler had given him the paper, Rory had signed it and the handler had left Ezra in Rory's care, the blond let his eyes flicker over the redhead's build. He locked the door and then beckoned for Ezra to follow him. The boy didn't wear a collar but his wrists had been handcuffed behind his back as well as his ankles in order to keep him from trying to escape by running.
He knocked gently on his master's door. "Master? The new slave has arrived, do you want to take a look or do you wish me to start training him right away?" Rory asked as he waited for a response to come from within the room. As always, he never tried to open the door unless he received permission beforehand. That was one of the master's rules.