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I'll beat you into submission (ThomasRHellsing x LittleMissLiz)

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Dec 15, 2011
Location
England
Deep in the middle of the city there was a large courtyard, filled with cages, and a small building attached to it. Inside the building all the final agreements and the payments were made, before the Masters/Mistresses took home their new object. It was also were the unfortunate rebellious ones were taken for a punishment, as underneath in the basement there was a torture chamber. This chamber, wasn't just for the guards to use against the slaves. If the Masters so wished they could use it before they took their new objects home, so they kept quiet on the journey back.

In the courtyard, in a cage tucked up the very corner, nearest to the building, lay a girl, covered in cuts and bruises, and some blood. She was unconcious, a cut on her forehead where she was hit on the head to be knocked out. Her wrists and ankles were chained onto long chains to the side of the bars, her wrists sore and bleeding where the shackles had cut into them, she looked a sorry sight at this moment in time. The cage itsself was barely big enough to be sat up in, this particular cage a guard stood close to it at all times, watching the girl inside, as she was one who tried to escape and kicked off at any given moment, hense why she was kept close to the building, for easy punishment, so if ever she needed to be put into her place they could easily do it.

The girl groaned a little, and she slowly opened her eyes, "oww" she muttered under her breath, as she brought her hand up and rubbed her head gently. She slowly sat herself up, her bright red hair falling onto her face, she brushed it away and her blue eyes changed to red as she glared at the guard, "Bastard" she said, before her eyes changed back to blue, her eyes changing colour with her mood. She leant her back against the bars and brought her knees up to her chin, her knickers on show slightly, she rested her head on her knees and closed her eyes again.

Scarlett had been in and out of this market for years, the guards loving her arrival, but hating it too, they loved the fact that they could knock her about and punish her when she got there, but they hated the fact that she was like a firework and could go off at any moment, and very often got a good hit on the guards and once broke one of their noses.
 
Thomas strode up towards the cage. He wore a pair of black jeans, a crimson button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Black fingerless after the second knuckle gloves, and steel toed combat boots. Visibly always, a staggering height of 7' 8", and a body build that was pure liquid muscle all called attention to him. Not that his white blond hair smooth up front and brushed back into a ponytail, and his neon electric blue eyes were normal.

Thomas was a count, from an area somewhere in Russia. A white Tiger demon, and very good at what he did. He moved towards the cage saying, "Hm, so you are my new acquisition, the fire ball wild and reckless, beautiful but dangerous, you will be very fun to break."

He handed her the magical collar all slaves wore, "Put it on and give me proper respect, and you may save yourself the worst beating of your life, or do as we both know you will and fight."

He opened the door. Stepping back he entered a business posture. Full blood demons were fast as a whip nd strong as titanium He almost hoped she tried to run.
 
Scarlett heard footsteps coming up to the cage she was locked inside, for a moment she didn't open her eyes, she sensed the person hd stopped infront of her cage. She opened one eye, and glanced at the guy stood before her, she quickly looked him up and down and then closed her eye again. She suddenly opened both eyes again, and looked at him again, when she suddenly realised how tall he was. Her eyes narrowed as she scanned him once again, she'd never seen someone so tall or with such big muscles before.

She continued to watch him as he stepped towards the cage, she gave the guys an evil look. "I am nothing to you" she snapped angrily, she hated being a slave, she hated being told what to do, as long as she lived, she'd fight and rebel against it. "You'll never break me" she snapped again, it was true, she'd been told by many new "masters" that they were going to break her, but they had never succeeded, she was too strong willed.

When he passed her a collar, she eyed it suspiciously, not bothering to reach her hand out to take it, when he pushed it into her hand, she held it there for a moment, before she sat up slightly, she then threw the collar out the cage through the bars, she wouldn't be subjected to wearing something so degrading again. "I will not put it on" she snapped, before she sat back down again her back leaning against the bars, "and why should I give you respect when you give me no respect?" she asked. Scarlett was the sort of person, that liked to be treated with respect before she gave it out herself. When he pointed out that she would get the worst beating of her life, she just shrugged, she'd probably had worse.

She watched him open the cage door, but she just sat where she was, she closed her eyes again, she couldn't be bothered to try and even step outside the cage, she couldn't escape as she was still chained to the bars. "I'm not moving any where" she said, not bothering to open her eyes, "so you might as well just go away" she snapped.
 
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