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That's not a cat in a cage for sale!(Zenia)

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This place was seedy, if seedy had a poster child, this place was IT. Everything about it was seedy, the cover operation was nearly as damned seedy as the actual purpose of the dirty old building. Oh sure, during the day it was a dive at the edge of town, so bad that Law Enforcement tended to walk right on past it; after the clock struck midnight though, the rift raft were cleared out and the real business started. Auctions, not for some old ladies Kitchen Dinette Set, this place dealt in Slaves of all shapes, sizes, types and ages. The Stage were the Slavers paraded their 'wares' for potential buyers at the back of the room, cast in good ol' torch light. A podium dead center for the loud mouthed auctioneer to ramble off bids at the speed of...well, annoying.

Now though, it had been active for about an hour...collared and chained slaves were being sold off like bottles of beer. Nathaniel Lucifer had been here the whole time, watching them go down one by one, he was an unassuming man, and amongst the loud and unruly crowd around him...an oddity. He'd yet to bid even once, naturally because he hadn't seen anything worth his time, or money yet. Straightening his tie, a sigh passed his lips, this was starting to look like a wasted night, there wasn't much left to be shown, and if he'd be very disappointed if he left again, empty handed.

Simply put, these men had to have something rare, that's what he wanted. As if on cue, the chubby man on stage announced just that. Their final item, and most rare, and of course... most expensive, coming to the stage. Nathaniel's eyes instantly went to the stage to find out what it could be.
 
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((Looks older then this but same basic features.))

Lemura was forced on stage her tail a mess and her ears down in anger. She looked around the area and growled at one of the guards as he pushed her further on the stage. "Don't touch me..." she hissed at him, she was a fiery girl and always had been she hated being here and wanted to be home, but of course that would never happen since she was a slave plus she wasn't even sure there was a home to got back too.

She heard the bids and closed her eyes with a sigh, she tried to drown out the noise of the voices. The sudden noise from being in a silent cell for so long hurt her ears and she wanted it to stop, but with her hands bound behind her back that was impossible to do so she flattened them further against her head making them almost impossible to see.
 
Nathaniel raised his hand, putting in his bid for this, as promised, most interesting bit of property. She had the air, the look of a rare collectors item, he'd never seen hair that color, and he'd only heard stories about women with cat ears and tails. His interests had finally been peaked, besides she was quite the looker rare features aside. He'd have to work on her little attitude problem himself, that was if her little show on stage was any indication... but first, he raised his his again, doubling the previous bid and effectively killing all his competition.

The Auctioneer closed the bidding with a smash of his gavel, and the freshly sold girl was taken off stage, to the holding area, a small cage for her to wait in. She wouldn't be waiting long, Her new owner arrived just moments after having bought her and handed over the money. After which, he stepped up to her temporary cage, a dark smile on his face.
"I'm your new owner, Nathaniel. Nice to meet you Collectors Item of mine."
The Guards came by shortly thereafter, unlocking the cage and ushering her out, still in shackles so the man could take her home without worry of escape.
 
Lemura stumbled forward as she was led off the stage and into a cage, yet again. She sighed and growled at one of the guards who ushered her inside the cage, “I said don’t touch me! I have feet I can walk!” she snapped at him. As the guards left she leaned against the wall with a sigh, she wanted the shackles off of her but she couldn’t remove them, she tried for a bit to get them off with her tail but that did not work.

She saw someone walking up to her cage and sighed, this dark haired man must be her owner, just great. She watch him open the cage and once again was ushered out of the cage by the guards, she hissed and tripped one of the guards with her tail making him fall down. She heard the man, Nathaniel as he called himself call her an item and rolled her eyes, “I am not an item, I am a living person.” She told him coldly her ears flat against her head in anger, her tail wrapped itself around her leg out of an old habit of hers.
 
He nodded in silent observation, by all indicators she was just as much a firebrand as he had thought. Tripping a guard like that, the only thing that kept the other one from cracking her upside the head was a glare from him. Naturally you couldn't damage a customers things, it was just bad business. He'd of course have to be careful, but for now the tail was out of the way so he was in pretty good shape.

"You're an item, I just purchased you, therefor you're my item. Living thing or not, you're mine." Nathaniel stepped up beside her, left side to be exact, and used his hand to press her forward, on out of the shop they'd go, they're nondescript source of transportation sitting outside, he'd of course usher her in at best, and force her in at worst, she was shackled...hardly a threat. Once seated and under way, he took the time to relax, breathing deeply and addressing her yet again.
"Do you come with any skills, something I can use from the start? Cooking, cleaning... something more useful perhaps?"
 
Lemura was once again pushed forward, but now by this man, she rolled her eyes at his logic, she didn’t think it was right to be classified as an item if the person was living or dead they are still a person. She was forced by his shoving to his car and closed her eyes a bit at the brightness of the lights here, she was so used to the dim lighting of the pens that her eyes hurt, she realized that it was a very good thing that it was night time instead of morning, the brightness of the sun would probably make her cry out in pain.

She was forcibly shoved in the car and landed in the seat with a thud, she growled at him a bit, and sat up hating these shackles even more now. “Skills? Cooking and cleaning aren’t really skills, they are necessary for one to live in a healthy way, but yes I do cook and clean.” She replied to him in a distant tone, she didn’t know what he meant by more ‘useful’ skills, but she kept it quiet that she could fight, and sing, she also knew some tribal dancing.
 
That was a little disappointing, she didn't have the abilities that he most wanted. Hiding her away in a kitchen, or behind a mop and broom would be a big waste to the substantial amount of funds he'd dished out to get her. All the same he nodded his head in acceptance of her answer, now he'd just have to put more work into her, like upgrading an old Sports car. He honestly was looking forward to it, those ready out of the box slaves didn't last as long, and weren't nearly as rewarding.
"Forget them, Cooking and Cleaning. My personal 'attendant' doesn't need such useless things."

The car pulled across his gravel drive way, and came to a stop outside his manor. A good sized building, countless pillars keeping it's structure steady, a structure so large that if you took a day to explore you might just find every room...maybe. Nathaniel's door opened, the driver outside holding the handle, he let it go once his master had exited. Nathaniel stood out of the way as he waited for Lemura to crawl out behind him; the massive mahogany doors to the main room of the building were already opening in anticipation of their arrival.
"Welcome to your new home... What IS, or what was your name rather?"
 
Lemura looked at the manor in front of her in shock, her old home was just a mere hut rather so she wasn’t used to seeing something, so huge and grand, she looked around carefully, as he opened the door she hopped up a bit and then hopped out like, well like cat almost. My name IS Lemura Selphias Tellsia.” She told him with an added emphasis on the word is, it has always been her name and she wasn’t about to change it because someone did not like it.

Her thought wandered to what he said earlier about being his personal attendant, she did not like the sound of that so she had to ask, “What do you mean personal attendant?” she was a straight forward and blunt girl most of the time, she only hid what she wasnted to keep secret and nothing else.
 
Spunk to spear apparently, if he wasn't sure before he certainly was now, here she was in shackles. She certainly couldn't defend herself if he suddenly decided he was physically abusive, but it didn't stop her from asserting she still had a name, she was wrong of course, she was his, so her name was his to decide. It was a nice name though, and a happy attendant meant he was happy too.
"Fine, Lemura. You can keep your name for now, so long as you stay on my good side anyway."

Now, with her out of the car, he took his position and started moving her along the drive way. Up the pearl white steps crafted from marble and through the massive doors. Into the main room, about the size of a two story home itself, at the center of the room a massive chandelier, hundreds of bulbs alight in it's wooden and gold frame. The far wall was another staircase, 32 marble stairs leading up to the second floor. Naturally hallways broke off from the main room in every direction.
"Personal Attendants take care of the more...private things. Things my other help isn't qualified for, so to speak. Let's just say most of your responsibilities will take place in my own quarters."
 
Lemura had a small smile on her face as he let her keep her name, though she would always keep her name in her heart at least, it was who she was and she wanted to keep it that way, the many lights on the chandelier disorientated her and made her squint one eye and close the other, she muttered something under her breath in a different language.

Lemura heard what he said and her heart sank she had a really bad feeling in the pit of her stomach and by the way her tail twitched as it unwrapped from around her leg she knew she wasn’t wrong.
 
Her tail caught his eyes, he watched it for a moment, entranced by the sheer fantasy that came with a women that had a tail. Though he had to admit he was watching to make sure she wasn't up to any tricks with it to, he was in a good mood, he didn't want it ruined by her antics, because well...then he might have to punish her, and she'd just got here. Finally he turned away, and greeted the unassuming old man that stood to his left, dressed in the standard Butler black and whites. Nathaniel issued the order to have a warm bath prepared, in his personal bathroom. Task understood the sprightly geezer bowed his head and turned to take the steps and on further to his masters room.
"I'm assuming it's been a while since you've bathed. If not, I'm afraid you're still going to have to take one."

He walked up behind her, reaching into his pocket for the key to her shackles. He regarded her once more, pondering if he should actually let her free.
"I'm going to unshackle you, if you behave, remain civil... we can keep it that way. Otherwise..."
He slid the key into the lock, turned and listened for the click of tumblers and such moving. He stepped back for her to let them fall away, stretch, etc, etc.
 
Lemura had been forced to take a quick back earlier that day, and she sighed like a cat she hated water on her. Her tail just swayed to side to side no antics yet. She was shocked at how fast the old man was, he at least seemed like a nice guy, but hse could be wrong.

She saw him take the key to the shackles out of his pocket and couldn’t help but sigh in relief as he unlocked them, she stretched her arms for a bit before she rubbed them, though she kept a careful eye on him as she did so she didn’t want him to try anything, other then that she didn’t lash out at him. She decided to be civil for now at least.
 
Nathaniel looked her up and down, watching for any sighs of trouble. Minutes later, satisfied he didn't have anything to deal with, he returned to his spot in front of her. His smile back in place, glad that he wouldn't have to damage his property, at least not yet. Shortly thereafter, the old man hobbled back down to the first floor, expressionless as he was before, he said only a few words in his raspy voice "Your bath is ready, sir." before he was gone once again... probably to clean, or do whatever the help did when not under the eye of their master.

"Shall we go then." It wasn't a question, but a statement, he fully expected her to follow him up the steps. Around the upstairs hallways and into his bathroom, yet another pristine room, a bath the size of a small swimming pool took up the majority of it's space. Naturally full of warm water, with the best of soaps arranged around the lip of the tub, the steps leading up to the massive affair the only clear part. For his part, Nathaniel already had a maid waiting outside to the door, for them, to take her clothes.
"Well, come on...disrobe." He'd say, once they got there of course.
 
Lemura followed him up the steps with a sigh as she thought about many ways later to escape. She saw the tub and was reluctant to go in there; she was only half paying attention to him when he asked her to disrobe out in the open, “eh? What?” her ears perked up in surprise and she backed away a bit clutching her kimono like top, “I would rather not do it in public.” She remarked to him calmly.

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His eyebrow lifted, there were only the three of them, and well if she was shy about disrobing in front him. She was certainly going to be in for a surprise in a bit. All the same, she was wasting time, and he didn't like wasting time. "There's only the three of us. Just hurry up, she was to take my coat, shirt and tie too." He started to untie his tie, and unbutton his jacket, his cuffs were...uncuffed and just like that he handed over the length of Navy Blue clothe, and his matching jacket. His shirt followed, leaving him in nothing but his pants, and shoes. He was something of a lithe man, muscles still built up his torso but they didn't bulge and stretch with his every movement...it was a quite strength that matched him perfectly.
"Come on now, no time to be shy."
 
Lemura's tail twitched and she sighed, she turned her back to them and undid her kimono handing the tattered belt and then slipped off her kimono. She was now only in her undergarments and was shifting on her feet uncomfortably, her pale skin was glowing slightly in the light, she was slender and delicate looking, she held her pale arms at her side, her nails a little long like a cats almost. Her tail wrapped around her right leg and she slipped out of her battered straw sandals as she turned around to face him. "happy?" she muttered to him.
 
He didn't even try to hide his wondering gaze, and why should he? She was quite the sight, the fact that she was still partially clothed left a mystery that he found particularly enthralling at the moment, like a gift on Christmas morning, and like a gift he couldn't wait to unwrap her.
"Very much so, just know that if you jump in the water with those on. I don't have any replacements for you."
Her job complete, the maid bowed her head to her master and his personal attendant before making her slow exit. Nathaniel watched her go, before propping the door open for the Neko, his smile still fresh and in place. The bathroom was dimly lit, reflecting it's intended purpose as a place to relax, though could a cat relax in a bath... now was certainly a time to find out.
"Come on, Come on."
 
Lemura waked in the room and placed a foot in the water, before quickly removing it and jumping back, her tail frizzing ut as well as her ears, she hated water. "You know I took a bath this morning..." she muttered to him with a sigh, she knew that excuse wouldn't work, she walked to a some out secluded area and took off her undergarments and covered herself she walked up to the water again placing a foot in it shivering. Taking a deep breath she got in it quickly ducking her head underwater before lifting it out with a pat her ears twitched flinging the water off her ears. She looked very disgruntled right now.
 
"I don't know that, because I wasn't there. Besides...I doubt it was a good one, probably a hose and a towel." Nathaniel chuckled, watching her deal with the water. He walked in and leaned against the far wall next to the door, which he'd just closed. She looked... almost cute, ears flicking water from it's fur, and the aggravation at having to take water clearly written across her face.
"It's just water, don't be such a baby. You're going to be taking frequent baths so it's best to get used to it now."
For a second he thought he might be being a little soft on her, granted she hadn't been anything but cooperative, mostly. So he shook it off, if she decided to be 'bad' he'd change his tune quick, for now, this was fine, he figured anyway.
"Do I need to wash you?"
 
Lemura hissed at being called a baby, "It is an inbred instinct. My village was flooded as well." she muttered to him, she couldn't help her fear of water she had almost drowned in that flood she was little then, but then when her town was once agin flooded this time by humans a year ago she was found alive knocked by the lack of oxygen only increased her fear of the water. "I don't need you help I can clean myself..." she muttered to him fiddling with a clay glazed beaded necklece.
 
"You sure do come with a bucket load of issues. You're not going to drown in the tub. Especially not with me here."
He walked over and took a seat on the steps that lead up onto the lip of the tub, he didn't play helper to anyone's issues, he'd tried once, he was bad at it, it's why his help kept their personal things to themselves, it's why he kept to himself, people were a lot of trouble, a lot more trouble then they tended to be worth.

"Now, if you can wash yourself..."

He picked up one of the bars of soap, and stretched his hand out to her.

"Here."
 
Lemura grabbed the bar of soap from him, a nail accidently grazed his skin scrapping the skin a bit. She started to wash her body scrubbing herself clean, she washed her body and when she needed to scrubbed her back she wrapped her tail around the bar of soap and washed it that way, soon she was clean. "there I am done..." she told him backing up from him slightly.
 
Nathaniel winced, the twinge of pain catching him off guard, he jumped to his feat, a small scowl on his face. He wasn't sure if she had done it on purpose, accident, but based on the way she acted he assumed it as intentional. "You know, you really don't know how to show gratitude. You don't bite the hand the hand that feeds you." He turned around on the lip of the tub, planting his feet in the water before he rose to them, closing the distance between them. "I might have made a mistake, being nice."
 
Lemura was confused at the way he acted, "what are you talking about?" she asked him, backing up into the wall of the tub, her ears a little limp in her confusion. Her tail was soaked but still twitched in confusion. "I really don't have any idea what you are talking about?" she didn't know what was going on, had her nail scarped against his palm? If so that was completely accidental.
 
He glared, and continued to close on her, until he was right up against her, pressing her against the wall. He even leaned forward so he was looking her died in the eyes, so no details would be missed, so everything would be crystal clear. "If it was an accident, fine. However, don't confuse my kindness for weakness. You're fortunate, my personal attendant is treated like queen compared to where you could have ended up. Lesser men would have left you in shackles, and made you take their cocks until every bit of life had drained from your eyes!"
He pulled his face back, but remained pressed against her, his glare subsiding somewhat, he perhaps had over reacted, but he'd never much experience with 'fiery' slaves, so he was learning. He breathed deeply, to regain his calm, if only a little.
"Just watch those claws next time, unless I say to scratch me of course."
 
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