Really now...

[Sho]

To the north, laid France. To the east, Italy. To the south, Africa, and to the west, mostly the lands of Spain and Portugal. It was a nice location outside the boarder lands of Spain. Why? Well many travelers came for goods all shapes and sizes. Livestock and slavery was popular during this era and who could misunderstand that? It was a enjoyment that many didn't want to let go.

Juan Fernando Quintero made a nice living with the slaves that he sold. Of course, Quintero kept some for 'pleasure' and work. He was tall, dark, and held eyes as green as emeralds. Around 30, he held many years of experience running a business and was well respected. His boat was heading east to Italy. Of course, there were 2 more boats that were in the main lands of spain collecting and buying from 'farmers' of a sort. As a matter of fact, he came from Portugal where his family for many generations ran a legacy of 'markets'. Non-slavery but he understood the trade and what in demand. Thus, he became very successful. He trusted that his men wouldn't let him down. But then again...


"WHY did you buy a nun?" he asked dully as his men brought forward a white woman. She was perfectly 'clothed' in a traditional nun appearance. Normally whenever one brought a slave into his personal cabin, it was because it was of USE.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

The girl stood with the other men, assuming they were what they had said. Everything seemed horrible, and she felt in her heart this was the Lord's way of testing her strength. Through this, she will succeed and serve herself to God for eternity. Hayden was in her long, dark dress with her head dress wrapped around perfectly combed dark blonde hair. Her light blue eyes showed of innocence and faith. She was ready for whatever this path will have taken her as on her journy, she prayed for all of her sisters who had been taken, or worst, sent to Heaven a little earlier than expected. Overhearing some of the men's conversations, she could figure out that this was not an act of good faith, but an enterence in the unforgiving trade that was going on. She had missionaries out helping this kind of trade- it should've stopped a long while ago.

But now she was here, stuck in her never-ending prayer trying to find a way out. She hesitantly stepped forward at the man's gentile push of her forward. Blue eyes looked at the man infront of her, weary of what he was thinking or what this was slowly becoming about. He looked thretening, or at least, she felt that coming off of him. Her heart was practically in her throat as he pulse had turned cold. "I don't wish to harm anyone- I just want to return to my mother's church. It's only a couple towns away from here, I believe." She assure them, trying to seem non-threatening. Maybe it'd calm the tension in the air? Something wasn't settling, and she'd rather help build up another church than keep wishing the one that was now to ashes could return.

It was her home. She belonged there, there was a need for her. There was always a place for her and she had great peers. Spritiual leaders had welcomed her grace and she had something brilliantly angelic about her. A pure soul, happy in the eyes of the Lord, and certainly passionate about what she had practiced her entire life.

 

[Sho]

However, Quintero barely gave a glance as he spoke with his men.


"Well sir, we felt that you going to have 'use' for this one." The man gave a 'tap' to her ass paying no mind to her role in faith.

"Besides, she's a pretty one ain't she?" the other grinned as he did the same but only harder.


"STOP TOUCHING HER." Quintero responded clearly displeased. "What have you men own no shame? She's a NUN!" he held his arms up in a natural reaction to what they did in bringing her here. "Honestly, what USE do I have for a nun?" he questioned them sternly as he took another glance at her before looking back at them. "Well tell me you lot didn't spend money, MY MONEY, on nuns did you?" he threatened them with a glare.

"O-of course not!" the first one said as he looked at his partner nervously.

"The rest are religion free. Unlike this one..." he gave another thump. This time, Quintero gave a dull expression that said, 'Really?'.

Understanding his gesture, they left him with the nun as he sighed while rubbing his eyes with one hand walking around in place.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Hayden jumped at the sudden tap along her rear. She certainly wasn't expecting that, and it caused her to look back at the guy shocked, giving him a warning look, before her cheeks had turned a sudden color of rose. Why did he do that? That certainly wasn't needed. And what was this talk about using her? She could clean, that was about it. Maybe this man needed some spiritual guidance? She could attest than all of these beings probably needed spritual guidance. The second time she glaired at him, rather angry. "Would you please quit?" She asked, rather sternly to him, annoyed. The two of them left her and she wasn't sure if she wanted to follow the two out or stay with this guy. She honestly just wanted a bus ticket out of here- that would've been nice.

It was an awkward silence as she watched the man. He obviously wasn't amused, and didn't seem too friendly. She bit her bottom lip, needing to spend her time elsewhere. They'd all be looking for her soon- whoever else survived. "I am obviously of no use to you, so please may I have just a little bit of cash for a bus ticket? I'll pray for you- and whoever else might need it." She said, lowering her voice at the last part, considering the two people who had walked her in severely needed some forgiveness from god.

The others weren't religious? What did that mean? Everything seemed like a blur and Hayden could've sworn she lost time between now and then. "God is with me, and he can be with you, too!" She said, rehearsed, but still. It was something that helped others cope if anyone needed that coping. She offered a small smile to him, something trying to comfort him. He certainly seemed mad, and she was glad he tried to get those guys out of here. She didn't like them. She didn't have anything to not like about this guy. Maybe he'd help her? She smiled. God always had a way of shining down on her in times of need.

 

[Sho]

Her last comment made him look at her this time.

"With all due respect, I am NOT worried about the 'lord'..." He told her sternly. "What I AM worried about is the fact that they may have wasted my money on you. A nun? What to do..."


Quintero rubbed his eyes again before saying, "I don't suppose you know how to write do you? A prayer would lighten things up a bit in this boat and my property in Italy..."

To be honest, this era in europe was quite hard to live in if you were poor and that was a understatement. Likely because of certain factors in less education. Some didn't know how to read or write.


((sorry for short post, I am in class.))

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Hayden couldn't help but be a bit puzzeled by the man's sentence of him not worried about the Lord. Someone wasn't worried about the Lord? In Hayden's sheltered life, that was BIG news. She didn't even think it was an option- just a skill that everyone could constantly work at. The blonde gave the man a smile. "Yes. I can write. Mostly in Latin. I only have really needed to write the Lord's blessings a few times." She said this as if it were a gift. As if her sole purpose was to just constantly talk and write about whatever God had to say or demand. "I can write some poetry, too." She added. Sure she had studied various poems and such, but occationally, the nuns would get around and write poems about their thoughts- and sometimes even off of the topic of God completely.

Though Hayden had never been properly taught how to read and write, she sort of just figured it out. Growing up she'd read along in the book as everyone else held their eyes shut. She'd practiced the strodes of various words to write notes between her and the other nuns. It was a fun, broken talent- though. And whenever nuns even had the chance to write, it was a blessing from the Lord. "I'd love to write a prayer for your boat and property! The Lord is very giving and sparing with his love and resources." She smiled, her palms going together, as if already starting on the task. She was assuming things, and that was something that made Hayden very strange from the rest of the nuns. She had her own thoughts. And often, spoke about them! She was willing to help those, even not devote to god because in her light, her sole destiny is to serve Him.

"Then shall you help me with a Bus ticket?" She asked, curiously. "Not that this isn't a..." She glanced around seeing the interestingly-decorated boat room. It was certainly, eclectic. "lovely place, but I've really got to get back to my home." She said to him, with an assuring nod.

 

[Sho]

A eyebrow raised when he heard her request to get a bus ferry ticket. "Do you honestly believe that I would release you for free?" he walked up to her and looked her in a way that showed that he was not agreeing with her terms. "I simply asked what you can do; your value is depending on what you can do..." He looked at her body and gently lifted her arm. "Soft and gentle...a waste for a beauty such as yourself to be committed to that of a nun..." he released her and turned away before walking to his table. A large map of Europe was under the glass.

"We slave traders have a policy: do NOT waste money. In this case, I must make use of your talents/skills during your stay here. Either that or I can sell you to the highest bidder..." he pulled out a unique looking leaf and began to chew on it. "However, I am not so sure that many other 'masters' like me are one ot be gentle and treat you rightly because of your status." he gestured at her nun cap.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

For a moment, she wasn't entirely sure if he was speaking English, or if her mind was trying tweak them out of tune. Slave traders? Talents and skills... Everything was delayed, as if in slow motion. Hayden's breath had escaped her as she tried to hold her poise at such news. Her throat ran dry, making it hard to swallow and concentrate on exactly what kind of mess she was in.

Rightly? The whole new concept that others could treat her worst... out of want, was entirely upsetting to her. Not that she fully trusted the guy, but she'd rather take his word and find out it's just as bad. "I have many talents." She said slowly, trying to hold her poise as she thought of her talents. "I know how to sharpen pencils and file papers- if you need that. Or teaching prayer to...children." She said, glancing around to see if this was even the kind of setting that would have kids around here. Definitely not. So she swallowed that one back. "I can sew! Too!" She said. She didn't have to totally be a waste of money, but at least the man did awknowladge her faith. And that was a start. "Full time free assistant with, uh, business and I should have paid myself off in no time." She said, trying to bargain instead of the whole -sexual, god forbid- sex trade, she could possibly help it along? It sounded far better, and far more forgiving. She had heard of this type of hell- and God was pissed at it.

 

[Sho]

((I am sorry if I wasn't clear but this is set in a 'older era'; around the 1800s (late). Sorry if I wasn't clear before...))


"Of course good..." he said nodding in approval. "Prayer and singing may lighten up the 'surroundings' that you're going to have to live with. Mind you no children would be seen in my collection unless if needed; looking for labor and without a home to live in, are one of the few exceptions that I have to allow child labor. In this case, I want you to use your talents to the fullest and bring a more 'positive' mood on this ship."

He pulled out his 'leaf'. "I will make sure that no one on this ship is to land a hand on you." he assured her. As he chewed on the leaf for a few more seconds, he gave a puzzling look of his own and asked, "Um, may I ask what your name is? And how old are you?" he felt that he should have asked beforehand.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

((Ooh... sorry!! I didn't get that, but now I'll keep that in mind. ;]))

Hayden smiled, content. She figured this was her calling now, this was why she couldn't immediately go on the bus now. These people needed the Lord's good word.

"Thank you." She smiled, appreciative of his, erm, request? At least she wouldn't have to worry about those crazy men from before. They were strange, and certainly far too vulgar for her taste. Her vision had trailed off to look at a couple of photos one the wall. It was nothing recognizable. "Oh, I'm Hayden. And I just turned 24." She smiled. "And... you are?" She was curious too.

"I can certainly bring a more positive mood to this ship!" So, Hayden was pretty unsure as of what she could fully do to bring a positive mood on the ship. She could offer to clean, cook, sing, pray, and organize fun games. On a Slave trade boat? She wasn't sure how that was possible, but she'd try- at least. The man seemed to be nice enough. She'd at least try.

 

[Sho]

"Quintero...from Portgual." he told her with a nod gesture. Of course, he didn't need to tell her where he was from but he did want her to be treated rightly and have a 'relationship' with him respectively....

The trip lasted for 3 days. It was a hassle for Quintero to lay down the law about Hayden. Most of the men who weren't slave on the ship attempted to have their way with her only to learn otherwise what she was for. And surprisingly, it went WELL;

MANY of the traders who worked for Quintero often requested prayers and 'confessions' respectively despite her role as a nun and not a priest. Same said for the slaves who were locked away. She did a seemly good job bringing a less 'hostile' environment around them. Quintero actually praised his two men for 'buying' someone that was of good use. it got to the point where most of the men just wanted to speak with her about the lord and savior. Lucky, Quintero had a bible he collected on his travels (although for show) and allowed Hayden to do what she wanted. Yet the hot sun and large ocean didn't make it 'comfortable' for 'freedom'. After they arrived in a few islands off the coast of Italy, Quintero escorted HIS nun to his compound. Quite large, it was often a good resting place for his guests while his slaves, were in another part away from the main entrance.

Although he had the annoyance of needing to 'control' the other men who worked at his property. They wasted no time in harassing her sexually and groped her a few times before Quintero gave them hell.


"And I WILL make sure that you won't live another day as a free man ever again!" he growled angrily at the 5th groper. He looked at the nun and said, "Well like I said before: it was a waste for you to not marry a man." Quintero praised her popularity.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Quintero wasn't as horible as she could've imagined him to be. In fact, it was kind of fun. She was able to spread the word of god to those who seemed to desperately need that comfort. She didn't mind just having conversations about religious internal struggles and various stories that others wanted to talk to her about. She had become more comfortable- only because of the heat, that she took her head dress off. Her long blonde hair was tied neatly back into a ponytail when it wasn't in a head dress. Only to keep it out of her face and eyes. She grinned as she saw the islands approaching. It was quite fun, and quite an adventure. She really hated walking past these people. Often, she'd try her very best to avoid the others and stay in the cabin away from them. She was very uncomfortable with it, but had to learn to accept it and pray really hard for them the next time she got a chance. But Quintero was a great help. He mostly got them off, and a few more people were picking up on the fact that she wasn't touchable in that way.

She caught up to him, glancing back at the man who he just had threatened. Definitely didn't want to stick around them far too long. She listened to him, and his last sentence made her smile, only a bit. "Guess the Lord has other plans for me, then." She shrugged. She didn't believe in choosing. It was all a pre-written path and whatever had happened, would happen and there was nothing Hayden could do about it. As a nun, that was how things were. It was all up to God, in His hands. For some reason she was here, and in Hayden's mind, her heart only said to help the people around her. It was a natural need for her.

 

[Sho]

"Of course... I do hope that you will pardon me for not having a proper 'guest room'..." Quintero told her.


Quintero's home was as expected with one in high class. Wealth brought one so far. Especially in Italy where religion was WORD. Yet in this case, they were on a chain of island to the south of Italy. Quintero made sure that he no 'cilents' to deal with today but he did make sure that future 'appointments' were set. In this case, he had the typical market event that occurred twice a week. He was planning on selling 20 at least but would bring 10. Yet tonight, he was to rest. However there was the problem that he had now:

A woman of her status, a nun, needed to stay in a proper room during her stay but then again...

"Tell me, is it true that women who commit to the faith of the lord MUST stay as virgins?" he asked her curiously at that topic.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Hayden walked into his place. It was beautiful, far more beautiful than what she had expected. And Italy, who would've thought? Such a beautiful place. She walked alongside of him, looking around at the scenary and then her eyes met back him him at his question. She parted her lips. No one ever openly talked about that. "Well, yes... it's part of our devotion to the Lord." She answered, trying not to seem flustered by the off-set of his question. She didn't mind the guest room problem, she wasn't very high maintance. And besides, she wasn't planning on sticking around here long- at least, that wasn't in her plan. Eventually she'd be able to get out, someone would come get her.

"Thankfully God is very forgiving and is there is a... mistake, you can always been born again." She said with a shrug, if he was asking the question to concern himself. Not that he'd become a Nun, but any follower of the Lord remained celebate. There was no need for that kind of distraction when there was one goal set in mind.

"Quintero... thank you for letting me stay here." She said. It was a simple thanks, really. She definitely didn't want to be kept in those foul environments she had heard of, and she felt safe with Quintero instead of being left in someone else's care. "I'm very grateful." It was true.

 

[Sho]

"Of course." he said with a smile. His green eyes glazed upon her stature. He got the answer he needed but had more to ask. "So breaking your hymen is naturally considered taking your virginity. I believed as much." Considering that he didn't want to 'destroy' her and her faith, he thought of something more to her use.

"However I only have ONE bed." he didn't smile. I am not one to allow what I own to sleep on my own bed, nor would I allow someone like you to sleep on the floor; you do deserve better." he walked over to a night table where he poured some white wine. "I feel that I must use you in ways that keeps your chastity in place while best serving me for more personal needs..." Quintero explained as he came up and held up a glass of wine for her. "I know that in your faith, red wine is used for religious reasons but nothing towards white correct?" he drank his.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Hayden wasn't entirely sure where he was going with this. Sex ed wasn't a huge enforcement in Nun school, nore was it widly talked about. But he talked about it as if it were just a glass of white wine. She paused, before accepting the glass of wine. She definitely needed this to settle some of her nerves. She shook her head at his comment about white wine. No, there wasn't anything against it. Not that she would've known of. She finished half of it rather gracefully and she could feel the edge slowly taken off.

"Personal needs?" She asked, unsure as to where he was going with this but the wine was helping take it all down. She saw the bed, not sure if the two of them would be sharing that or not. She didn't particularly want to. She had never shared any bed with anyone aside from herself. It just was taboo to do so. "The wine is lovely..." She said, trying to turn the conversation around to something else more basic- something that was actually white wine. "I really don't mind sleeping on a couch, or even the floor. It's not so bad with a couple of pillows and a couple blankets. I don't take up much space." She insisted, buying herself time. And a couple more sips of her wine. She stood there, leaning against the dresser of the room as she glanced around at it. Her blonde ponytail was hanging over her right shoulder and her long dress hugged along her waist, which was leaning somewhat forward from her stance. Blue eyes gently looked at the tip of the wine glass before they looked at Quintero, curious as to what he was thinking about.

 

[Sho]

As he finished his drink, he closed in on her. He looked at how she was reacting. "Are you really THAT innocent? How adorable. Perhaps I will have 'fun'..." he said as he placed the glass down only to pour more and then drink his second glass. He looked at her with a neutral expression before adding, "Do you really want me to explain myself...?" he saw her pony tail. The innocent nun before him had her pony tail down. "My, young ones these days are quite careless..." he gently tugged the pony tail into her nun cap. As he finished his second, he asked, "Surely your mother told you stories of sexual experiences had you were to become a wife no? I find it odd that you're completely innocent."

Quintero gently poked her stomach. While he could have touched her breasts, he was a man who liked to enjoy himself. "In most beliefs, because men are often tempted by the women, women are often considered to be the 'devil' because of their seductions. Of course, not to say that all women in general are as such. After all, I AM not religious..." he finished his drink and slowly placed it down before smacking his lips with a sigh of relief. "...AM I?" Quintero played his now free hand on her waist as his other was against the dresser closing her in.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

"I'm perfectly aware of sex. But it's certainly not wide spread to talked about in the church." She defended herself. As far as experimenting? Not at all. She leaned closer into the dresser, trying to put some distance between the two of them. She looked away from him, not entirely sure what was going to happen. "No but religion can help you with those urges." She said to him, blue eyes looking up at him, trying to reason with him as her hand rested on his wrist. Not to lead him in or anything, but more to distance him. Keeping him where he was.

Hayden's heart raced at the close proximity of their bodies. She wasn't entirely sure what he was trying to lead into. After all, in this situation it seemed like he was doing all of the seducing. She breathed out slowly, trying to calm herself. There would be no forbidden thoughts in her mind, she couldn't have it. She wouldn't have enough time to pray for that. "I think... you're a little close." She said, trying to warn him but her voice was still breathless.

(Sorry it's short. >.< Ugh...)

 

[Sho]

((Don't worry about it )))

"Where IS god now?" he gestured his hand above as if expecting lighting to strike him. He smiled as he moved his body closer to her. He didn't realize that he had a fetish for something so taboo and sinful. Quintero easily over powered her when he used his other hand to lift her chin up. He slowly pressed his lips against her's and violated her mouth with his tongue. Oh how wicked this was for him to be doing something like this to her. But she would soon learn what she must do. He held her closer and closer as he continued to dig his tongue into the innocent nun's mouth.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

Hayden's heart sank at the question he had. God was with her, always, right? When he put himself against her, their lips against one another, there was something different. Something forbidden and unknown, but also curiosity. He tasted of the white wine, and enjoying that latter flavor was somewhat appealing to Hayden. But this wasn't right. This wasn't how a nun acted, right? And how did a Nun turn this down? She slowly broke away from him, a part of her relishing in the guilty sin of whatever that was- that passion.

"He's everywhere. In all of us..." She said to him, as if there was still a single strand of hope that maybe he'll understand it? She was holding onto her dignity, and what she knew. "You don't have to look very far..." She was breathless. Her mind was spinning, even trying to recite a prayer for herself internally, something was flicked, like a switch inside of her that ignited a whole different feeling that she was fighting off. For her whole life, she felt as if this were taboo. She wasn't to share anything like this with anyone, and he practically took it from her.

 

[Sho]

"He's not here now IS HE?" Quintero didn't mean in anyway to insult her. No, this time, it was just pure fun as he continued to violate her mouth. He move his hand from her waste to her ass. Of course this time, the feeling was different naturally. Quintero wasted no time playing around with her mouth. Quintero moved his lips around her mouth before moving to her chin and neck. It got to the point where he became a bit more aggressive but not enough to cause pain. Quintero soon lifted her into his arms and dropped her on his bed. No harm was done, and it wasn't hard at all as he continued to take her for himself. He moved his body over her's and pressed his lips on her's again.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

The touch from his mouth down his neck was beyond heavenly, ironically. If he hadn't picked her up she could've just fainted right then and there. It was this strange high that she felt from it, and she wondered if it was the right thing. All of her morals were starting to clash with her recent desires. She breathed out in a slight moan as he kissed her again, her hands resting at the base of his neck, one hand played through his hair. So what was going to happen? Just kissing, right? First base? She was okay with that, maybe.

She breathed again in a gasp as she could feel down there changing. She shifted again so that she could push him off a bit. "I don't think it's good to drink and make choices- you don't have a clear mind." SHe reminded him, breathlessly. Her cheeks were flushed with a rose color, and her mind was spinning all around without her at this whole situation. She had lost herself, for just a moment, but she had found herself. And she would hold onto herself for however long she could.

 

[Sho]

Quintero found this to be completely priceless. However, he did take in mind to what she said. Regardless, it was quite easy and simple for him to take her for his own. Using some 'handy work', he managed to slip his hands into the right spots in order to better remove her nun getup. It took him having to reach behind her back down under to unrobe her due to the amount of work that was needed in order for her to even put on the nun's uniform. He soon had no trouble by this point in revealing her lingerie. Oh how exposed she was. Even with her nun cap still on. He saw her cross still around her neck. He smiled as he took a gentle tug at it and snapped it with ease from her neck.

 

[Puff Of Posativa]

She was trying to fight his movies, pushing to push him, then a little more forceful until he got it himself and removed her entire coverup. She immediately closed up, trying to cover her white lace bra and panty set that had been hooked to thigh-high white stalkings. She felt far too exposed and bare. And she bit back anger as Quintero snapped off her necklace. "Hey!" She said, trying to reach for it but also wanting to shelter herself away from him. She shifted to push him again. She felt far too exposed once she felt him against her skin. Not many people had touched her underneath her dress.

She pulled her knees up trying to block him. "You're going to hell for this." She said warningly to him, trying to get him off of her but his size compared to hers was mathmatically impossible to get off at this angle. Her breathing was wrasp, though. Her mind,and body, were practically trembling with such newness about the whole situation.

 

[Sho]

"And what do you think that I am planning to do to you? Take your virginity? Oh no I wouldn't dream of that...not yet at least." he smiled nasty at her. Yes she resisted him now after becoming a bit more somber with what he was doing due to the light wine. Of course, it was pointless as he did a good job moving his hands around. Thus, it took Quintero very little time in re-exposing Hayden. Quintero overpowered her moving her legs out of the way and pining them down with his needs. He had no trouble in such a matter as he began to remove his light robes. His chest was exposed now as he removed his male jewery. Afterwards, he got back to work with her body. He lowered his body on to her without touching her breasts. He held her arms back and moved in for another kiss and was confident enough to un-pin her legs with his knees.