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The market of the future [ Uke x skylar ]

Typical Uke

Typical Uke

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Jun 19, 2011
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This is a one on one role-play. Do not post if it is not you whom I am role-playing with.

My character



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It was the year 2043, and the number one profit making business in the world was human pet shops. There were a number of ways someone could end up being placed into one of these shops. The most common was debt. If someone couldn't pay their funds when needed they were sold to the pet shop. Another was breeding. The reason why sixteen year old Luke Harper was in ' Le sex appeal', the most widely known pet business, was because he had been bred into the program. His parents were two of the most highly known pets and now that their son was of the age to be put on the market everyone was rushing to the auction for him.

Luke, despite the commotion around him, was rather bored. He'd yet to be broken in and still have plenty of fight in him. That was another reason why the auction was predicted to go very well. Many owners enjoyed the task of breaking in their pets, so they were always willing to pay more for unbroken ones. A hush fell over the auction hall as Luke was taken out to the stage, his frame completely nude, and announced. " Our final pet for tonight's auction is the offspring of Maddy and Torro, the most famous pet known to this day. He is untrained, and still a virgin.

One of the men whom had carried him out, forced him to his knees, an annoyed grunt leaving Luke as he struggled against the hands pushing his legs apart. " Let me go!" The auctioneer chuckled, " As you can see He is quite the little trouble maker. " His legs pried open, the auctioneer continued, " Have a good look at him, our bidding starts at 2 million."
 
Noah

Noah was of a wealthy heritage, but this was not what made the male. No; Noah had left his parents to set up his own life. He was not going to mooch off of his family's money like his four other siblings. Instead, he had a sense of self-pride; one that would help him to persevere through college and graduate school.

Noah now worked as an orthopedic surgeon within the city, which brought in enough money. However, what had made him rich was investments. He had dumped a large chunk of his money into Raleigh Engineering Industries five years ago, at age 24. Now, this large chunk had come back as a huge pile of cash.

Noah still worked happily, there was no doubt in that. However, he did live rather comfortably. And now that he had all this money, and nowhere to dump it; he had decided to turn here. His love life as a wealthy man had not turned out as he had hoped. He was not about to throw away so much money to make someone happy. That wasn't love. You couldn't buy love.

However, nowadays; you could buy someone to love.

And that was his exact plan as he strode in, hearing the auctioneer start. Before anyone could do so much as shout, he had his arm in the air. "4 million," he called in an almost meaningless tone.
 
Four million.
The amount range out within the large auction hall. Luke's eyes shifted towards the charcoal haired being whom had called out the number. Even the auctioneer seemed stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered saying, " Four million! Do I hear Five? Four million going once.. "
An old man raised his hand. " Five million! " The auctioneer smiled greatly, " Five million! Do I hear Six million?"
Another bidder, this time a fat balding man, lifted his large hand and called out, " Six! " The prices continued to climb until finally they reached 9 million. " 9 million going once, going twice.."

Luke shuddered at thought of being sold to the fat man whom had been the last to bid. ' Please someone else! Anyone but him!' he begged inside his head. Body squirming as the auctioneer readied to finish the sale at 9 million.
 
"Fifteen million."

Noah stood at the front of the crowd now, in plain sight of the auctioneer. He had his hands in his pockets and remained utterly silent after calling those two words that would probably change two lives today. His, and Luke's. The male reached up to brush some of his dark hair out of his eyes. Fifteen million was a good amount of what he had, but he would still have enough money to live like he did; a bit modestly, with some expensive luxuries. Such as an entire estate.

His eyes met Luke's; a cold, emotionless look plastered upon Noah's face. It was not intentional, it was simply the aura of the crowd around him. Financial whores, as he called them. There was a slight glimmer of an unknown emotion in his eyes, but that was it. He looked back to the auctioneer to see if his deal had gone through.
 
Fifteen million!

A deathly silence filled the auditorium. Everyone seemed to be thinking the same thing. 'I'm not paying that much. ' The auctioneer cleared his throat, " Fifteen million going once, going twice.." Silence. " Sold to the young man in the charcoal suit for fifteen million. " With that the Guards escorted the boy down from the stage, and bound his arms behind his back. " Thank-you everyone for attending this months Grand Auction. Those who have purchased a pet will have their pet brought with them back to their vehicle. We hope to see all of you next year." With that the auction had ended and Luke was now the pet of this wealthy man.

The sixteen year old male bared his teeth at the black haired male as he was lead along side him an awaiting limo.
 
Noah walked with his hands in his pockets, glancing occasionally over to Luke. He chuckled softly and waved off the guards as they reached the limo, taking a firm grip to the boy's hand bindings. He pulled Luke into the car and put him into a seat, sitting across from his new pet. The door was shut and the limo was off.

"Now, boy... right. You are mine now, if it wasn't obvious. I have a few simple rules; but you will find them out when and if you break them. So step carefully." He chuckled softly, a slight smile painting his face now. His voice was full and rich; not rich as in the financial term, but rich as in... wholesome. Having a glad tone to it.

"Name? I didn't seem to catch a name during the auction... I just walked in on it. Ah, what was your name, dear?" he asked, hands locked behind his head as he leaned back. For a man in a suit, he seemed pretty... informal.
 
Luke huffed as he was thrown against a seat opposite form Noah in the limo. Puffing a strand of stray reddish-purple hair from his face he glared at the elder male. " First of all my names Luke. And second of all you threw fifteen million towards a guy who thinks he owns me but neither of you do!" he hissed, leaning forward and spitting in the other's face.
 
Noah casually ignored the spitting at first, simply chuckling. "Ooh, feisty... that'll be fun," he said with a knowing smirk. "Well then. I suppose I should at least give you a reference point; although to you, I will be known as Master or Sir. My name is Noah Blackheart." His smirk slowly disappeared as he stared at the boy, a silence commencing for a moment.

"So I hear your parents are quite famous."
 
Ugh! The bastard was only mocking him! He wanted to at least make him angry or something! But instead he simply made a remark about him and then moved on. " Master, my ass. I'm not calling you anything but a dumbass bastard. " he replied, snorting before turning his head away in annoyance. Hell, he'd be damned if he called him anything but that! Master. Pft! What a laugh.

" The only reason my parents are famous is because my dad's the champion in the fight ring and mom's a frequent model for these damn magazines. " He frowned again, the word ' parent' feeling bitter on his tongue. They weren't his parents. The only thing that made him their son was blood. The moment he was born he was shoved away and raised in the pet nursery. Hell, he only knew what his parents looked like because of holo-vids. The projecting tv's were the only way he'd ever seen his parents. No. The only real parent he had was a nurse named Nancy.
 
Noah leaned back and began to get a tad impatient with the boy, his nonchalant expression slowly melting into a frown. He tsk'd in annoyance and pulled out a small gun. He cocked it and fired for the boy's shoulder; leaving a quite painful paint mark there.

"And that's what happens when you anger me. For every welt made on your body by this handgun, let's say, ah... I'll keep it a surprise for now. Lets just say at the end of the week, alot of marks is going to mean a not-so-enjoyable day for you. Or night." Noah chuckled darkly and leaned back, a grin reappearing on his face.

"Now. Say the word. Call me Master."
 
Luke let out a harsh cry as he felt pellet of a paintball burst on his shoulder leaving a welt and a splatter of red paint. " FUCK!" he swore, moving to grab his shoulder only to be reminded of the bonds holding his hands behind his back. Hissing her rocked back and forth until the pain slowly began to taper away. That was how he was going to play then. " No. I won't call you master you cock sucking bastard!" he growled, spitting out venom without hesitation. " A pussy like you doesn't deserve the title of ' master ' . "
 
Noah growled lowly and turned the pistol about; giving the boy a good ole' pistol whip across the cheek, and then across the other in the opposite direction. "Say. It." He spat, eyes ablaze with anger by now. He was usually fairly docile, but he had a short temper and was quick to anger.
 
Luke let another yelp leave him as the butt of the pistol struck him across the face once in one direction and once in the other. Oh but he was stubborn! He wasn't going to say it. Not that easily. Not that fast. " No. I'm not going to say it. Fuck you." he growled again, baring his teeth again. " You gonna hit me again? Do it." He challanged.
 
Noah raised the weapon to do it, but stalled his motion mid-swing. "Stubborn little bitch..." he growled, before lying the pistol back into his pocket. He slowly regained his composure, slipping off the suit to reveal a more casual black shirt beneath. "You will learn to obey. In time."

They stopped in front of the estate, the door swinging open. He pulled Luke up and out, hoisting him towards the large home.
 
Luke felt a little glimmer of triumph in his heart as the other put the gun away, stopping himself from striking him once again. Heh, so he had gotten a slight upperhand. But he had a feeling it would be short lived. Grunting he let himself be pulled out of the limo and lead into the manor. " In time? Well i guess we will just have to see about that, won't we?" He smirked, uncaring about the stares the servants in the house hold were giving him. Nowadays most people had grown with the techonolgy and gotten a robtic servant. But it seemed that Noah had chosen the old fashioned methods instead.
 
Noah yanked the boy along until they reached a medium-sized study; a room that was completely private to Noah, besides his bedroom. Noah cleaned this room himself, and no one but Luke had so much had peeked in. Well, besides one servant who was promptly fired. The walls were lined with books; encyclopedias, medical refrence volumes, various forms of literature. There were even books in other languages. There was a large skylight in the ceiling, and a few windows on one wall. "This is where you will sleep." There was a bare matters on the floor, over against the wall, beneath a window.

"Be a good boy and you may have privileges. Do otherwise, and you may as well have sold your body to Hell. Do you understand me?" He quickly yanked the boy around to face him. And there was no mistaking the malice in his eyes.
 
Luke growled softly as he was pushed inside a medium sized room, bare with the exceptions of book line shelves and a simple sheeted mattress on the floor. Eyes slowly taking in the room around him he snorted. His room. Whatever. " Whatever." was his simple reply as he was yanked around to face the other's menacing glare. " I hear you. Now can you untie me so I can use the fucking bathroom. I gotta piss. If you don't I'll do it right on this goddamn floor."
 
Noah held up a finger and first pulled out a collar. "A simple measure. Leave this room and you'll get a jolt for each second you're out. Increasing in voltage every jolt." He locked it around the boy's neck, clasping it shut with a steel lock. It was a nanoweave; nearly impossible to break without, well, explosives. He unbound the boy's hand and pointed to a bathroom door on one side of the room. "Hurry up, boy. We have... things to do."
 
Jeez. He was so bossy! And who the hell did he think he was using a collar on him! 'Tch' ing he followed with his gaze the direction which the finger was pointing in. " Yeah yeah. I hear you." he muttered, rubbing his wrists as he walked towards the bathroom door before opening it and lifting the lid. Relaxing he let loose, the hot liquid leaving him with a long 'shhing' sound. ' Damn bastard. What exactly is he planning on doing to me...?' he wondered, turning his head for a quick look at the other. When he had finished his business he flushed the toilet and left the bathroom.

" Okay. I'm here. "
 
"Good. Now... give me a moment." He reached for his pocket and retrieved a small remote, and switched the small clicker on it to '2'. "There. Now we can tour a bit without you... well, receiving nearly lethal dosages of voltage." He chuckled darkly and took the boy by the wrist. He ended up giving the boy a tour of the home; places he wasn't and was allowed to go to. Wasn't, consisted mainly of the basement, and the master bedroom.

Noah switched the clicker to 3 as he entered the smaller kitchen of the two that were on the estate, a personal one. This effectively trapped Luke in the room. "Now... would you like some food? I bet your hungry."
 
Luke blinked as the older male pulled out a remote control, clicking a button on it before taking him by his wrist and leading him throughout the home. By the end of the tour it was clear that he was free to roam about in everywhere but the basement and the master bedroom. Neither of which he promised to stay out of. Now, as they entered a small kitchen the nude male perked up slightly at the mention of food. However, he wouldn't allow himself to become all buddy like for one damn second and his attitude shifted back towards it's previous ways. " What do you think? I'm starving! Jeez, are you gonna feed me or not?"
 
Noah smirked and leaned against the front of the fridge, watching the boy. "I'll let you take your food... today. Starting tomorrow, it's going to be a bit harder to get your nourishment." Noah opened the fridge and got a carton of milk and a jar of pickles, as well as some watermelon. He grabbed peanut butter and bread from the cupboard.

"Go wild."
 
The boy wasted no time in snatching up the food. Eagerly, he scarfed down several chunks of watermelon, slices of bread and peanut butter and guzzled down the milk. He hadn't even realized how hungry he had been until he was downing his last slice of watermelon. Swiping his hand across his face he turned to look at Noah. " You've got other ideas in mind for me. I know that." He began, thinking back to his words about getting nourishment. " I don't know if you've realize yet, but I"m not gonna roll over and let you fuck me."
 
"Oh, no. I'm not that stupid. Nor am I like that, exactly... ah, you'll understand in time."

He chuckled and saw that the boy was done with his food, packing away what was left. "...now. To lay a few simple rules down." He sat on a bar stool on the kitchen's counter island. "Obviously, no entering the places already discussed. No wandering after midnight, though I know it would be horribly painful to you to do so with that collar. So that should be bluntly obvious. If you want food, you must ask. And I have every right to deny you unless it is of a grave hunger or thirst. Oh, and no ruining or destroying of my property... it will not bode well with me."

Noah stood again, clicking off the security to the basic house perimeter, waving off the boy. "I have a bit of work I would like to get done. Feel free to roam around a bit... just don't damage anything."
 
Luke frowned at the ebony haired males response. He'd understand in time? What the hell was that supposed to mean? This guy was pissing him off more and more very second. " Yeah Yeah. " He replied rolling his eyes as he was told some rules. Thank god the other wasn't going to talk for a long time, and the moment he waved him off he was gone, heading in no direction in particular.

After some time of wandering, Luke grew bored. ' Let's just see whats in that basement that's not something I"m allowed to know.' he thought smirking as he made his way through the halls, making sure to hide from sight whenever a servant went past. Finally he arrived at the door to the basement, double checking his surroundings he descended down the stairs curious to see what awaited him.
 
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