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The New Slave

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Lilytania

Supernova
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Aug 28, 2010
Ariadne looked up when one of the traders opened the door to her cell. He came over to where her collar was tethered to the wall, unlocked it, and led her out by her leash. Her wrists were bound in cuffs, and she wore a short dress. Her red hair flowed down her back and her hair was still a little wet from the shower they'd forced her to take. Her emerald eyes darted back and forth as she was led out onto the stage.

"A young girl, eighteen years of age. Let's start the bidding at the normal price." She growled and pulled back suddenly, only to be stopped by a guard, who pushed her forward and held onto her leash tightly so the auctioneer wouldn't get jerked. She huffed in annoyance. Whoever her owner was would have a lovely time training her. She was feisty and didn't wish to be there. Kidnapped and captured, who would want to be in her situation?

Someone eventually won the auction, and her leash was jerked on as she was led down to meet him. She growled and trudged along in irritation. The girl did not wish to be sold like this.
 
Eric, a man, twenty four years of age, with brown hair and blue eyes, bought her.
He said "You'll learn to love me." He has a Russian accent, and took her home with him.

When he got there, he opened the door, led her to his bedroom, and took everything off that they were both wearing.

He ordered "Seduce me.", and his 12-inch cock was nice and hard.

Ever since his girlfriend was killed by the Russian mob, Eric wanted someone new. And she was good enough.
 
Ariadne growled and stumbled after her master. The girl was clearly unhappy with the arrangement, but she didn't dare try and escape while they were still so close to the auction house.

Once they got to his home, she screamed and struggled as he took off the dress she had on. She jerked on her handcuffs and leash, shaking her head. She looked in fright at his large cock, and shook her head, her emerald eyes wide. "No," she said firmly. "I'm not a slave!" She jerked back, trying to escape from him.
 
He said " Yes you are. I own you. Do as I say, and I might reward you, if not, I have a younger brother who is ten times worse than me, in Moscow, and he'll gladly put you in your place." He then waited very patiently, his member wanting some action now. (got to get lunch, so I made this post short but sweet)
 
Ariadne wailed and struggled away from him, shaking her head desperately. She didn't want to seduce him. She didn't even know what she was supposed to do. She pulled away, falling onto the bed several feet away and quickly scrambling back to sitting up. She looked at him fearfully, shaking her head. She realized they must be somewhere near Russia if he was so willing to just take her to his brother. She bit her lip and whimpered. She was supposed to be in New York, not Russia! "I want to go home," she complained, looking up at him.
 
Eric then said "If you don't obey me, I will order tickets to take you all the way from here to Russia." He stuck his cock into her mouth and ordered for her to suck it. He pushed himself into her throat, and said "Do your best, and I might make you my bride, and you will be a free woman. Okay?" He waited for her to start, quietly and patiently. He thought about the day his original wife was killed, and tried to shake it out of his head.
 
Ariadne whimpered, opening her mouth to protest, and ending up gagging on his cock. She squirmed, but realized she didn't have much of a choice. She began to suck him, whimpering and looking up at him pathetically as he held his huge cock in her mouth. She wished she could escape, but she didn't know how far it was to get home.
 
He then pulled out slowly after he felt satisfied.

He led her to his basement dungeon, introduced himself, and looked at the ID on her collar, reading that her name was Ariadne. He bound her shibari style, ballgagged her, chained her arms to the ceiling and feet to the floor, and spanked her ass a few times, groped her tits, felt her hair, and started to slowly fuck her pussy, going faster every few seconds, until he came, and pulled out.
 
Ariadne stumbled along after him, whimpering unhappily. She let him look at her ID, and then she squirmed pathetically as he bound her and tied her in place. She wailed and whimpered, yelping when he spanked her, her ass already red from the few times. She screamed when he fucked her, and squirmed desperately, fighting him. When he came inside her, she wailed and shook her head. She hoped she wouldn't get pregnant. Her wide emerald eyes looked at him pathetically, and she whimpered. She was so tired. She wanted to go to sleep.
 
He then released her from her binds, and kissed her on the cheek, and said "You remind me of my dead wife, let's just sleep for the night. It's getting late."

He then got under the covers, and motioned for her to come with him. He was tired as well, and needed sleep desperately.
 
Ariadne whimpered as he kissed her. So that was why he'd bought her. He was lonely. She looked at him and slowly followed him to the bed, crawling beneath the covers and staying as far from him ad she could. She whimpered, wrapping the covers around herself, and soon began to fall into a fitful sleep, tossing and pulling the covers away from him.
 
He woke up the next morning. He considered fucking her asshole, but decided to save that for later. He played with her nipples to try and make her cum herself awake instead. He said "I love you, Ariadne." while doing so.
 
Ariadne came after he teased her a little, waking up and looking around. She saw him and quickly pushed him away, pulling the covers and pillow over her head. She didn't want to let him do anything to her. "Go away," she muttered.
 
He looked puzzled, and said "You know what? I'm feeling nice today, so I'll let YOU call the shots. Okay?" He calmly waited for a response, hoping for something good.
 
Ariadne growled. She highly doubted he was really going to let her call the shots. She didn't move from her place beneath the covers. "Then take me home," she said firmly. She wasn't going to miss a possible opportunity to return home if he handed it to her. She waited for his response, knowing what it would be. "Leave me alone."
 
He then added "If you marry me, I will live with you wherever it is you came from.... After the wedding."
 
Ariadne paused and actually considered it. She could legally get a divorce and pull herself away from him if he ever let her out of the house. She figured he knew she didn't like this. She growled and shook her head. "No," she said. She didn't want to marry him. At least, not right now.

The girl buried herself deeper in the covers, curling up in a tighter ball. She wished he'd go away and drop it.
 
He asked "Is there anything I can do to help?", and waited for a response, silently and very patiently. He needed a companion after the traumatic loss of his wife, and he needed one soon.
 
"No," was Ariadne's response. She growled and stared at the darkness surrounding her. She whimpered and stayed there for several more minutes before it began to get too hot and stuffy beneath the blankets. She wriggled out, looking over at him unhappily. "I want to go home," she said. She didn't want to be with him. She was eighteen, for God's sake! She didn't want to take any chances at falling for him.
 
He was still confused "I saved you from other buyers who would likely be even worse than I am, and this is the thanks I get?!" He paused and waited, and asked "So there's absolutely nothing I can do, sweetheart? You're the only person I have left, as my parents are dead, too."
 
Ariadne growled at him and squirmed under the covers. She wished ahe could make herself disappear. She rubbed her eyes and pulled the blanket over her head again. "I don't want to be your wife or slave," she said. "Why don't you understand I just want to go home?" She was shaking, and she whimpered quietly, looking up at him with teary eyes.
 
He then said "I'll live with your family if you marry me. I'm fine with that." He was concerned with his reluctant companion's happiness, and wished that there was SOMETHING he could do to help.
 
"No," she said again. "I don't want to marry you." She curled up under the covers in a tight ball. "Get that through your thick skull. I don't want to marry you." She shut her eyes, wanting to just go to sleep again and wake up in her bedroom at home.
 
He sighed "You're hopeless, but you'll learn to love me. Maybe...." And told her "You are very beautiful. Did anyone tell you that before?"
 
Ariadne growled begrudgingly and huffed, tensing when he told her she was beautiful. She swallowed and was silent for a moment as she contemplated the words. "No," she said quietly. She didn't turn back over to look at him. She wanted him to leave her alone. She nuzzled into the pillow. She didn't understand him. Last night he'd treated her like a slave. Now he wanted to marry her? She didn't understand at all.
 
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