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You Cant Tame Me (Russian_vodka x Tabitha-Deveraux)

Tabitha-Deveraux

Tabitha-Deveraux

Super-Earth
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Aug 2, 2011
http://bluemoonroleplaying.com/forums/showthread.php?tid=26489

"HEAR YE HEAR YE! THE AUCTION IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!"

Every year a grand auction went on as all the most presegious nobles of the world came to bid on which or the rare creatures they decided to buy. Now these creatures were not just pets or mindless tamed creatures. Not only did they bring status...but they were completly wild and exotic. Only nobles could own such creatures, and if any one of these 'creatures were to be found wandering without theit tags, woud be punished and sold off.

These creatures were known as the Koris. They were animals that could resemble humans enough to copy voice, emotions, and the actions of normal humans. But the defining difference was that they still held some of their animalistic features. A fine layer of hair covered their body and depending on their species and breed, they had really long hair. They had the ears and tale of their animal as well as their eyes. Most of all, the still held the instincts of an animal and almost always succumbed to their need to fight or run.

"AND FOR OUR LAST BUT NOT LEAST, LADIES AND GENTLE MEN, WE SEARCHED THE WORLD FOR THIS EXOTIC CREATURE AND TO THIS DAY, ONLY THIS VERY ONE HAS BEEN FOUND AND CAPTURED! WITHOUT FURTHER ADIUE....LADIES AND GENTLEMEN....ARCANA THE AUSTRALIAN SHEPHERD!!!!"

Struggling with all her might in her dog form, three men pulled her on stage by a shock leash. Placing a tazer to her side they zapped her with an exceptionally high setting to force her to change from animal to her Kori form. A flash of light happend and on the floor of the stage was the most exotic creature anyone had ever seen in many years. She was slim, but curvacious and though a little dirty...very well groomed. No doubt by force.

They placed a collar on her neck and made her stand as the auctioneer started off the bidding. Almost every hand in the room went up as the price climbed higher and higher. Finally a man called out.

"Ill take her for 50 for the prince!"

Everyone suddenly quited as the well known right hand man to the prince walked forward. Only a man like him could carry that much cash on hand and not get robbed. Writing out a check for 50 million, ordered them to take her to the prince's chamber her and dress her in a sheer white robe with a cold chord to sinch her waist.

Next thing she knew she was being hauled off to her new guilded cage as she was cast into a room, forcefully dressed and chained with golden chains by her wrists and ankles to a pole in the middle of what seemed like a bed chamber.

~the prince's best friend finds the prince~

"Hey man!, come on I got a present for you today!"

Darian said as he led his friend toward the princes bed chambers to show him the boon that he collected for him.

When the two men entered the room she was sitting in a very tensed post behind the pole she was chained to and was as far away from the door as she possibly could and was fast asleep. One could tell by looking at the white rug that covered the floor around her was a bit scratched up all the way to the point that she could reach and then the scratches stopped. Her eyes were dialated as if she had been shocked by people one too many times and her wrists were rubbed raw from theshackles on her hands and around her ankles. The chain that she was connected to gave her only about a 4 feet of length.

Her chains jingled as she quickly stood up when the door slammed and woke her. Looking at the two men a warning growl rumbled low in her throat as she curled her lips slightly and showed he abnormally sharp canine teeth. The hair atop her head was so long that it pooled on the floor in a beautiful tirade of colors. Being a blue merl australian shepherd in all sense of the word she was beautifully colored, bred, and very high matienece and hyper. Though, since she had been found on the streets and very unsocialized she was very much coveted by nobles.

Being unnaturally subserivent and staring down at their feet she trembled as she waited for them to get closer.
"Do you see that?! magnificent isnt she?! I bought her at auction for 50 million today! Oh and your not getting a birthday present, ive already spent way over my quota for the next 5 years but I just had to get her for you. She seemed yo-"

A sudden animalistic smile crossed her face as she suddenly lunged at the man reached within he circle. Since she didnt see them caring the button that caused her pain at her neck, snapped at his neck but couldnt reach. So she changed her target to his arm and sank in to his bicep. Feeling a blow to her temple, she realesed him and hit the ground in a daze as she tried to refocus.
"THE BITCH BIT ME!"

Darian cried out as he held his arm and guards rushed in to see what went on. Blood dripped from her mouth as she tried to get some semblence or function. Her mind whirled into a deep migrane that set in. Hearing a bunch of voices, she very groggily scooted back trying to make them go away or stop. In the way that she was mostly human, she was still a dog. And hitting a dog in the head espcially close to their ears can give them great damage for days on end. Feeling a hand on her bicep, she cringed away and slashed her nails out at whom ever was touching her as she growled a timid yet waring growl low in her throat.
 
Frederik, or Freddie as he only let a few people call him sighed. He had just been interupted in the midst of reading a good book by his friend Darian as he got up. "What is it this time?" He hated being interupted in his books as the tall prince, lean and slightly muscular, followed his friend to his bed chambers. He didn't seem too bothered as he noticed the Kori by the chain and pole.

Though his amusement came as Darian introduced him to her, nodding as he kept his distance, his arms locked over cross at his chest when suddenly, the creature leapt and bit Darian in the arm. Freddie let out a loud laugh at his friend as he moved to pull him back. "You just couldn't help it, could you?" He asked, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. He noticed the guards rushing in as he lifted his hand. "Just bring a first aid kit and take him to the doctor for an injection." He said, waving them off with Darian a moment later. "I'll see you." He said, giving his friend a nod before he moved in close.

He just had to touch the dog girl for himself as he put a hand on her biceps, reacting quickly when she slashed at him as he grabbed her by the wrist, locking her down quickly with her arm across her collarbone. "Don't fight. I'm not here to hurt you." He told her calmly, giving her a closer inspection, though respecting the female private parts before he let go, quickly stepping out of her reach. "Sleep. I'll see to it that you get something to eat." He sighed, looking down at the poor creature.
 
Stepping away from him once he released her, she shivered at the show of dominence that he portrayed but she still kept up her facade of agression. She wanted out so badly she could taste it. After he inspected her and moved away she thrashed at her chains wanting despratly to be free of her binds.

She had rubbed her wrists raw to the point that if she continued to thrash, she would surely make them bleed. But if he were to release her, she would either run, or attack him. One could tell she could take alot of pain because everytime she growled or thrashed her collar zapped her in attempt to reprimand her. But she didnt care what damage the collar cost her...like any animal...she despratly wanted freedom.

Most Kori's could not speak and were extreamly hard to teach, where as with her, she already knew some words and with out her even knowing it, she could understand what people said and obey orders. But most of the time she just ignored them and made it look like she was just a stupid animal so that maybe they would become bored of her and get rid of her.
 
Seeing her thrashing and fighting to get free of the chains, Freddie shock his head. He put a hand up to his temple, rubbing it calmly as he tried to think of what to do with her. He couldn't let her free, she was like a stray dog after all and they tended to like the liberties that freedom gave them. He could also easily hear the shocker of the collar and decided that enough was enough.

He strolled to her, putting a hand on her shoulder before he moved down, his other hand searching her neck quickly until he found the clasp, removing the zapper collar. "That is too cruel for you." He said, seeming rather neutral in his words before he moved off to the wall, giving her a few moments of rest from the shocking whenever she thrashed about until he returned, this time quickly subduing her, using his own flexibility as he moved her into a lying position before he slipped the chain collar on.

It was designed specially to keep dogs from pulling when being walked, so he quickly moved the chains from her wrists up to the collar, tightening it to the point where she could barely breathe. "Your new chain." He said, letting go so it automatically rolled out, giving her more breathing space. "Will choke you if you struggle." He instructed, getting up again and leaving her alone in the room, wanting to bring her something to eat. He was already enjoying the challenge of raising her, training her. And making sure she learned to live with him.
 
When he removed the shock collar she stood almost frozen in place at his kindness, but that was quickly replaced when she realized he was returning with another collar that was meant to control her. Growling as she was forced to the floor so that she couldnt struggle whilst he placed the new collar on her neck, she gasped for air as he tightend the choke chain about her neck.

When he released her and stepped back she breathed a deep breath in and then slowly stood in her akward human like body. Though, what others didnt realize, was that a Kori that was forced to stay in human form for long periods of time became sickly if they over exherted. And after being shocked so many times, she wouldnt be able to do a stable change to being a dog again for a long while.

Finally realizing just how tired she was, she leaned against the pole after he left and fell into a deep sleep.
 
Returning after almost half an hour, Frederik found her asleep against the pole. He couldn't help it but smile at the sight of her like that. And he then decided, if he was going to earn her trust, he would have to do it the best way in his mind, treating her with the respect she deserved. It was easily noticeable for him just how badly she had been treated by her capturers, so there was a lot of work for him to take care of.

So he placed the plate with meat on the table in the room, before he moved to her, removing the chains around her ancles too, and relieving her of the chain holding her against the pole. Instead, he hooked in a leather string for walking her, wrapping it around his hand so he could react if she woke up and got violent. He wasn't taking any chances as he tried to, but he quickly lifted her up in his arms, carrying her to his bed as he put her in the foot end, covering her with a blanket. "Sleep." He whispered into her ear. "And dream, you're safe here." He finished, though having to tie the leather string to one of the bed posts, knowing she wouldn't be able to move the heavy bed from the room or snap the bed post. He needed her to stay there with him as he moved to sit in his chair after finding a good book.
 
Waking up on something soft, she rubbed her eyes with the tops of her hands as she would when she was in dog form. Lifting her head up slowly she looked around and then streached in an unknowingly provocitive way as she had no clue that he was still in the room. Night had already fallen by the time she had awoke and her stomach growled in need to have sustinance.

Grabbing the leather strap, she tugged on it and knew it wouldnt budge. Pulling her long hair back she hissed when she snagged one of the knots in her hair. getting back on the bed slowly she pulled on the leather strap to test it out again. It was then she realised it was like fabric and she could rip it with her teeth if she gnawed on it long enough. It was then when she was just about to bite down on the strap she looked up and saw him in the conner of the room.

Suddenly jerking back as if ashamed of him catching her, she forgot that the chain would choke her out and as soon as she scuttled too far back, she chain clenched down on her neck and choked her. Making a very unnatracive choking sound, she paniced and put her fingers at the chain but continued to pull on it making it not able to release because she had been so startled.
 
Frederik heard her waking up, heard the commotion she made. But he didn't react until she begun making the choking sounds as he looked up from his book. He could easily see what was wrong, that she didn't want him to find out she wanted to escape. He gave a soft chuckle as he put the book away, standing up and moving to the plate with her food on it. "Stop fighting it and relax." He told her calmly, moving to the bed and placing the plate with meat on in front of her.

"I brought you something to eat." He smiled, a confident smile that showed control too, he wasn't going to let her know he was forgetful. The last thing he needed was someone to remind him if he forgot something and Darian usually did a pretty good job of that. He sighed, the thought of his friend having been hurt by this, seemingly, innocent and frightened creature made him warm inside. For some weird reason, the sight of others messing up only seemed to boost his confidence in what he was doing.
 
Stopping, she scooted back away from him as much as she could without choking herself as he put food on the bed in front of her. The mear smell of the food made her mouth water as she looked down at it then back up at him. Then a sudden realization came over her, if she didnt get the food now...he'd take it away and us it to control her.

All of a sudden, she placed one hand on the food and then her body tensed as she started to growl. She was now on all fours on the bed, ready to pounce if he dared take the food from her. If he tried...he'd loose something very valuble to him.
 
Seeing her like that, Frederik smirked. He leaned back from the bed, looking down at her. He had made sure it was fresh for her, and some of them were the best pieces of meat he could get as he watched her. Admiring her for being so protective of her right to survive, he felt a smile curve his lips. "Eat." He told her calmly, his voice shining with authority as he noticed she was more protective than hungry.

He stepped back slowly, making sure not to make any too sudden moves as he sat in the chair again, just out of her reach and picked up the book. "If not, it'll go bad." He added, seeming like he didn't care if she ate it or not.
 
As to being new to her human body, she moved in exotic and awkward ways. Turning her back to him, she laid on her side and put the plate were he couldn't see it, as a normal dominant dog would do. Though her back was to him as she ate, her ears were perked up and alert, and her body language said that she was tense and alert. Ripping at the meat, she choked slightly when she realized that this human body, she could not eat the same way either. Taking smaller bites and chewing with ridiculously flat teeth. It took her a while to finish.

Pushing the plate away, it fell off the bed and shattered on the floor making her nearly jump out of her skin. Relaxing again, she started licking the back of her wrist gently, in an attempt to get the blood off her face.
 
Hearing the plate shatter against the floor, he looked up from the book. Seeing it was only that, he looked back down into his book. "I'll deal with that later." He muttered loudly, not knowing she would hear it too as he slowly got up. He was in need of something to do, and she was the only thing around that seemed to entertain him as he moved to the bed, using his shoes to push the broken plate away as he looked down at her efforts to clean the blood off her face.

He looked out towards the bathroom, getting an idea as he thought it through a few times. "If you want, I can help you clean the blood off." He offered, holding his hand slowly down towards her with the palm upwards.
 
This time, instead of lashing out, she pulled back and let her lip come up in a slightly warning growl. Unsure of his intentions, she backed up more and waited to see what he would do next. After how long she ran wild in the streets, to then be taken as a prisoner to be bartered and sold, then to be imprisoned in what seemed like a gilded cage. She wasnt sure how to think, what to do, or even how to communicate. She knew she had the ability to speak human words but she didnt know what or how to say things. So she said the only things she could say, was what human had often said to her or called her.

"st-stupid bitch, I hate you-, ugly beast-"

Though the words were infact mean words, she didnt understand their meaning. She was trying to communicate some how, and that was all she knew. She spoke in a slightly rasped voice because of what the shock and the leather collar did to her throat. But it was soft and curious when she spoke. Instead of angry and scared snarl.
 
Hearing her tone and the words, Frederik's first thought was to back away, to slap her across the face for insulting him. But he fought it back, he wasn't going to be cruel to her as he moved his hand slowly closer to her, putting it up to her cheek. "Calm, you're safe here. I only want to help." He told her in his gentle tone, letting her feel his fingers gently touching her cheek, his thumb rubbing her skin lightly. He showed no danger to her, no sudden moves. In fact, his entire body was rock solid but the hand on her cheek.

"Will you let me help you?" He asked in his soft voice, looking down towards her eyes as he lifted her head. He was sure he could tame her, or at least get her used to being around him so she would be nice to him and neutral to the others.
 
Flinching slightly when he touched her cheek, she was afraid that the tender hand would become a slap. When she felt the warm touch without the sting of pain, she rubbed her cheek against his palm. This was the first act of tenderness or kindness from anyone since her human family abandoned her as a pup.

As something dogs didnt do, or should i say couldn't do, tears streamed down her face. Pulling back, her cerulean eye opend wide as she wiped the foreign liquid from her face, unsure of what it was or what it meant. Her dog years folded back as that panicked worried look entered her eyes again. Many people had struck her for the mear fact that liquid fell from her eyes. Her pain was deep...and it would take a very long time to repair and get her to trust in anyone.
 
Seeing her crying, he felt a sting of pain in his chest. He wanted it to go away, to make her happy as he noticed her eyes widening too. He slowly moved his other hand to her eyes, wiping the tears off in a slow way, letting her see he wasn't going to hurt her as he slowly moved onto the bed next to her. "I'm not going to hurt you." He whispered, stroking her cheek as he let his fingers slowly work their way up to her ear, figuring if dog's liked being scratched behind the ear, she'd enjoy it too.

He was determined to work hard, wanting to earn her trust so they could be together properly, even though he would still treat her like an animal, he would treat her like a royal animal. Due to her special color and the fact that she was extremely cute.
 
Looking at her leash, a thought entered her mind. Maybe if the human thought she would be compliant...he would release her from the post. Rubbing her face in his palm again, she looked at the leather leash and then jerked her head lightly to make it move in an idication that she wanted to be released from it. But, her eyes had changed slightly, to a more calculating rather then innocent look, like she knew exactly what she was trying to play him into doing.

All she ever wants, it to be free.
 
Noticing the change in her, he instantly realised what her goal was, his eyes shrinking. He then shock his head. "I can't let you free just yet." He whispered to her, stroking her cheek gently, his other hand moving to her side, gently trying to pull her towards him. "You see, I can't let you go because you'll never make it out of here alive." He whispered, hoping she would understand. "And I want to show you that if you will listen to me and do as I say, you will have a good life." He whispered, his tone more seductive, trying to persuade her. He was willing to do all that his head was telling him to for her.
 
Anger struck her like a pipe to the gut as she suddenly shoved him away and thrashed at the leather strap. She hated being confined. The bed creaked as her thrashing continued. She finally ceased when she was so exaughsted that she could barely see straight. Her claws had completly shreded the pole that she was connected to, and the bed had probably costed a fortune.

she just wanted to move, to run, to get off this damned bed and be able to at least move freely.
 
Sighing as he watched her, letting her shove him back, he sat on the edge of the bed until she was done. "Doesn't matter, I'll get a new one." He told her, refering to the ruined bed as he moved in close to her, this time taking her into his arms, putting her head in against his chest. He knew it worked with horses, as he let her listen to his heartbeat, the natural rhythm of it. "Just relax, calm." He held her softly, protectively in against him as he sat on his knees on the bed. "I wish you no harm." He whispered, placing his lips on the top of her head, kissing her softly.

If only she would understand that she was safe, he would have it a lot easier, but something inside him relished the thought of letting her into confusion, letting her think he was evil, but being nice to her. His mind begun working in different patterns, though still working towards knowing that she was eventually allowed to walk freely.
 
Growling deep in her throat in warning that she was going to strike again if he came near her, she pushed him away for the second time and snapped her teeth at him.

"STUPIG BITCH- YOU DOG!"

She screamed at him angrily, as those were the only words that came to mind that she could say. She was angry, she wanted to insult him, make him angry, she was itching for a fight and she was more then ready to take him on and make a mess out of it. It was obvious that the words she screamed were the words that had been screamed at her over and over again untill those were the only words she knew.
 
"Fine." Frederik said calmly. "Calm yourself down." He got off the bed, his tone having turned cold, his eyes were ice as he moved out of the room, closing and locking the door after him. If she was going to be like that, he might as well use it to his own favor as he moved around, deciding to talk with some of the people in the palace. He soon found what he needed as he moved to the room, starting to change it around, leaving only a blanket in it as well as two metallic bowls, one with food and one with water.
 
She hated that she couldnt comunicate her needs or feelings to anyone. To everyone else she looked like a mindless tameless beast who was extreamly vicious. She didnt want to be that, but she knew humans all too well, the moment she let her guard down...they alway come back and hurt her. They always seemed to hate her in the end.

Seeing guards come in with poles with braces on them to keep her restrained whilst transporting her. Being shoved into an empty room, she cried out as they closed the door behind them and locked it. Screaming out in rage and desperation she ran at the door whining and scratching at it until her nails were so filed down they almost bled.

Starting to pace back and forth acorss the room on her hands and knees, she decided to try standing like a normal person...maybe...if she acted more the way he wanted her too...he would let her out. How she missed the park where she could lay in the sun for hours without being bothered...and stealing the left overs from her favorite returaunts. At least out there, she devided whether or not she ate. Here...she was at the mercy of whom ever called themselves her master.

Standing up slowly she lifted her white dress to see her feey and legs, she remembered her coloration, but as a human it looked so...different. Liker she wasnt real. Getting sick of the dress she ripped the front of it and took it off. She was a dog of course, why would she have any modesty or need to hide what she naturally flaunted? Moving slowly and very unsteadly, she paced the room whilst standing on two feet.

Finally after hours of exaughstion, she went and layed down at the base of the door, so that if anyone came in, they would wake her up by opening it.
 
There was a camera watching her in the room, observing her fight to get out. Frederik was the only one watching, until she ripped the dress apart. He turned it off there, not wanting to see her naked as he moved through the castle quickly, not stopping to anyone. He was going to clear his mind, get some fresh air. But his thoughts kept coming back to the dog girl. To how she had fought him off when she didn't want him to touch her. He growled at the thought, turning around on his heels suddenly.

With an even more determined look in his eyes as he seemed to ignore the rest of the world, he went to one of the servant's rooms, getting a spare dress. It was the natural thing to him it seemed as he then went to the kitchen, having the main chef prepare a good meal for two persons. He was going to try a different course with his new property as he moved down with a waiter a moment later.

He pushed the door open, not caring that he woke her up as he strolled inside, the waiter putting a trolley inside the room with the food on it as he tossed the dress to her. "Put it on." He told her calmly, dominance shining from his determination. He wasn't going to take no for an answer as the door was locked behind him, another person watching the camera to make sure he wasn't murdered by her.
 
Jumping up from the door, she eyed the two men carefully as she caught the dress. Eyeing the garment carefully she sat down and started to figure it out. Taking a little bit longer then usual to get something, she finally got the garment on and stood. It was rare for a Kori to be exceptionally smart. And she, without a doubt, was impeccably smart.

Looking at the arrangments and then looking back down at her new navy blue dress, she was confused at what he was doing. Forgetting her anger and her curiosity mounting, her ears perked up as she looked at the food. Walking cautiously closer she eyed the table and two chairs. Looking down at herself and then the chair, the idea of sitting like a human both repulsed her and intruiged her at the same time. Walking over, she slowly sat down and tried to be comfortable in the chair...but it was just so akward.

Looking down at the silverware, she folded her ears down in a sort of shame, she could barely walk like a normal human, let alone eat like one. bunching her skirts in her hands she tried to be compliant and some how civil even though she really didnt have a clue how. So she just sat, looking at the food, and never once meeting his eyes.
 
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