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Tsushui

Tsushui

Super-Earth
Joined
Dec 2, 2009
Oh she has done it again. Dodging a flying saucepan that narrowly missed her head -- only to catch her cap; Alses could only hasten her exit from the kitchen. Running towards the door, her tail grabbed the abused fabric from the ground, unwilling to see it torn to shreds for the night's appetizer. Sensing a familiar zip of air, she ducked; alarmed to find a rolling pin clutter beside her as it bounced off the walls. The chef has proceeded to use her baking utensils now, quite discomforting considering she is only a drawer away from the silver ware.

Upon reaching the door, Alses dashed for the handle and unfold her wings in time to avoid the first knife. Leaping in midair, the succubus made sure she had flown a good few feet away from the crazed cook before settling on the branches of one of the trees. She took a deep breath and rubbed the horns on her head gingerly before sighing in relief. Good, they are still there. It would be the first and last time that she would ever criticize the food prepared for her but even so, that still does not justify why she had to taste stringy hair follicles in her food.

The bells in the vicinity chimed and Alses gave an inward groan as tugged at her collar. It is that time of day again where all slaves have to wander in the garden to be window shopped. Over the years, Alses has found many ways to avoid it of course, unwilling to be taken away from a place where she is already used to. Today is no different. Flying towards the luxurious site of exotic plants, decorated stones and expensive water fountains, she calmly lowered herself on the highest branch of the tree and watched silently from above. Time passes quicker if you don’t think too much about it.
 
Jason sighed as he walked out to the courtyard as he was instructed, taking his place on a bench. They said the girls would arrive soon enough and he was slightly nervous. His friend had told him about this place where they took girls of various races and trained them to be obedient pets and slaves. He did not believe him until they arrived. His friend already owned three but was always looking for more and Jason, well was bored around the home alone. He was slightly under dressed compared to most there. He wore his tight bluejeans and a tight black t-shirt to show off his build. He did not care much for appearance and wore just what he was comfortable in. As the sounds of the crashing came he looked around to find the source, about then is when he spotted the girl flying into a nearby tree top. His vision was not the greatest but it appeared she wore a collar.

Soon many girls arrived in the courtyard prancing around in skimpy outfits and of many races. He admired a few occasionally letting his hand grip a buttock or his arm encircle a girl, however he caught his eyes returning to the treetop. Finally he grabbed one of the less skimpy girls, assuming she was staff, and pulled her aside. His voice was deep toned so he spoke somewhat quietly to try and even it out, "Excuse me, but that girl in the tree there is she one of the girls for sale?" He did not know what continued to draw his attention to her but it was an urge he could not resist.
 
Watching the eager female slaves in the castle flaunt around the guests never ceased to amuse her. Alses never understood why they would want to leave the comforts of the vicinity and take a chance with someone who might provide lesser freedom and more abuse from the outside world. Their attitudes confounded her even more. Judging by the liberties the guests are taking, it made the succubus wonder about the difference between buying slaves and fish. At least the latter has a legitimate excuse for its lack of protest.

Leaning against the trunk of the tree, Alses crossed her legs and allowed her gaze to wander more. Her eyes widened as she noted a very tall and large man grab one of the staff and pointed towards her direction. Folding her arms together, she watched anxiously as the servant pulled out a controller and searched for the appropriate button. If the light on her collar does not beep, she should be safe. A few tense seconds passed before she witnessed the click, followed by an annoying noise around her neck.

Cursing under her breath, the succubus lowered herself to the ground before turning to walk towards the female guard. She took care to slow the process as much as she could of course, pretending to look around distractedly, occasionally stopped to chat with the other female slaves with much about nothing. Most customers are wealthy businessmen who came to purchase a convenient source of comfort. If anything, the man might be one who lacked patience and would probably drop his interest towards her once he realizes her lack of obedience.
 
He could not help but grin as he saw her click the button causing a simultaneous beep from her collar. This place was well organized, he appreciated that. However, as he followed the girl to the ground he noted he slow movements, reluctant to obey, or was it something more. He leaned to the guard and whispered, "Does she always act this disobedient?" He waited for an answer before returning to his original posture awaiting her slow arrival. He almost wanted her to be a challenge, after all he was a fighter who enjoys a challenge more than a fighter. not only would he get amusement out of this but also something to play with.

Since she had decided to walk slowly he took this time to take in every aspect of her figure analyzing everything from her moderately skimpy outfit, to her horns, right down to the long leathery tail. taking note of these he realized he would have to tread carefully, after all she was definatly not human and definatly had the weapons built to fight back. Somehow that almost excited him more.
 
As she arrived before the servant and the man who forced her out of her hiding spot, Alses noted the alarming physical differences between them. The succubus is easily a whole foot shorter and half his size. The man also had long hair and it pleased her somewhat that it was not covered in dandruff or dust. If she had to offer a compliment, at least she can tell him that he passed all basic levels of hygiene. She also caught the end of the servant’s replies, “Alses is not very welcoming towards strangers…”

Frowning at the thought of being degraded to some sort of a pet, the succubus tilted her head proudly and grinned towards the woman, swishing her tail in a slow and calculated motion. “I see you feel rather welcomed…well we can fix that…” Without a warning, Alses concentrated on the fountain and directed the water towards the servant in a quick and forceful blast, making sure to drench every piece of her fabric.

As the servant spluttered and screamed incoherently before her, Alses simply cross her legs and floated in midair, enjoying the sight thoroughly. She is sure that her punishment would be dealt with quite severely after; a greater reason why she would need to embrace the act even more. Letting out a chuckle, she gave a half-glare at the slaves who started to whisper and stare at her. Almost at once, silence resumed back to the premises again. It seems that most are unwilling to be the victim of her pranks.
 
He could not help but glance over her figure one last time as she arrived. He took note of the servants comments only moments before the succubus spoke. The tilt of her head was meant to make her seem superior to the others, make her feared by those weaker. as a fighter he had learned to read body language in order to anticipate another's action, it proved a useful tool both in and out of the ring. Suddenly as she finished speaking the water from a nearby fountain shot out striking the servant helping him, he merely stepped aside as to avoid the residue of the blast. "Well at least her comments were true."

As the silence returned to the area Jason could not help but admire her cocky attitude toward everyone else. She was strong will, obviously gifted, and would most definatly pose a challenge for him. "Why is it that you hate me I have yet to even address you?" He asked thought the question was rhetorical as he turned to the servant, "I do apologize to ask you to work as you are but what is the process for, I suppose you would call it purchasing, the girl." He lifted his thumb over his shoulder to point it at the succubus. "She is perfect for what I need."
 
Upon hearing his question, Alses arched her brow and pondered with an amused expression. Hate is a very strong word and it takes too much effort to seriously invest that much emotion on someone whom she has just met. His presence did bother her though for the difference between their sizes places her on a large disadvantage. To top it off, he seemed rather interested in her behavior instead of disapproving her actions like what other masters would have portrayed.

What came next was most unexpected. Without a slight bit of hesitation, the man before her had gone off to ask about purchasing her. Watching as the same female servant disappeared in a huff to prepare the paperwork, it suddenly hit her. She was about to be bought and taken away. Narrowing her eyes, she glared as the inevitable happened. The collar on her neck glowed and tightened, the lack of breath caused her to lower back to the ground and sat her by the fountain. It was the worst possible time to be giving her punishment. The collar around her neck would not be removed till her purchase is completed.

Flicking her tail angrily at the thought, she glared silently as the woman reappeared with the papers and a smug expression as she witnessed her weakened state. Oh there would be hell to pay once the collar comes off. The succubus would make sure of that. Tugging on the grip around her neck, Alses timed her breathing rate, unwilling to lose consciousness before her master-to-be. Her pride would kill her before that happens.
 
He smiled as he sorted through the paperwork signing and initialing in random spots as the servant had pointed them out. He glanced over to see her sitting on the ground tugging at the glowing collar. He watched in confusion for a moment before he realized what was happening. He smiled as he leaned over whispering into the ear of the servant, as he did not want the succubus to hear him, "Can I get that collar and the controls as well I will pay whatever extra is necessary?" He only smiled as he straightened his posture again to finish completing the forms signing the final line and pulling out a wad of bills and began counting out the amount he owed them.

He looked over at his new property and smiled. He would have fun with this. He could see the fire and attitude in her eyes, even as the collar tightening caused her expression to pale. He knew she would not break like a normal pet, but he could do it, he could do anything he wanted as long as he tried hard enough.
 
Feeling the grip around her neck loosen, Alses took deep breaths and massaged her temples to relief the pressure that was built up from before. Lifting her head to watch the exchange, she wondered what she had missed while being distracted by her choking collar. The man seemed delighted, she could tell that much, but to what end? He practically just bought himself a slave that would not be broken with force. If it was that simple, the agency would not have considered selling her off elsewhere. The fact that the succubus would be one that defy all survival techniques and rather choose self-destruction than to bend was one of the reasons why she lived with dignity till today. It is much more profitable to the organization if she were kept alive and sold somewhere else.

As the transaction seems to near towards the end, she narrowed her eyes when the servant did not approach her to remove the device around her neck. In fact, the woman disappeared back into the building only to reappear minutes later with a different controller. Her scarlet eyes darkened into a deepen shade of crimson as she registered the meaning behind that extra contraption. It only serves to prove what she believed; those who enter from the outside have a chance of being crueler than what she is already going through. It angered her that after so many years of hiding, she still landed in the circumstance that she so pessimistically wanted to avoid. As the controller reached the large hands of her master, the succubus focused her powers at full blast, sending the servant head first into the fountain.

As the sounds of screaming filled the air, the succubus lifted her head with a defiant gaze towards Jason. If he wanted to learn how to torture her, he better take it upon his own responsibility to learn it without much help.
 
Just as his hand grasped the remote he watched as the limp body of the servant flew through the air. His eyes widen at the act of violence towards her now former owner. He took the remote lowering it into his pocket and withdrawing a leash from it. He turned and walked towards her. "Now that wasn't very nice how would you like to be treated like that." He smirked as he slid his hand back into his pocket pressing the button to tighten the collar yet again. "Now behave and we won't have a problem. He raised the clip of the leash towards her nick clasping it on the metallic ring securing her to him. He took the leash and wrapped the other end around his hand several times so that he was sure he had a firm grip on her.
 
The sudden tightening of her collar surprised her and once again, Alses tugged desperately at the device for air. Her eyes darkened in a deeper shade of crimson while she watched furiously as her current master toys with her temper. When he approached her close enough to put a leash on her collar, she cringed at his egotistical attitude. The succubus is no pet and certainly would not be tamed like one.

Raising her leathery yet muscular tail, allowed the appendage to shoot out and wind itself tightly around Jason’s neck and pulling him closer towards her. Seething through the strangling device, she snarled in a darkly, “How would you like to be treated like that?” Drawing his face towards hers, she added with a smirk of her own, “Do we have a problem now, my lord?” She practically spat out the honorific at the end. If he so wishes to lead her like an animal, he better be prepared to be treated like one.
 
He spotted the look of anger in her eyes immediately. He, however, did not see her tail coming. he grabbed at the tail as it wrapped around his throat. Now he was slightly agitated. He took his hand grabbing a section of the tail and began twisting his wrist. "You will be treated better the better you act." He continued to twist but only enough to cause pain no actual harm. He reached his other hand out and struck her cheek firmly. "Now learn to behave and we won't need this." He reached down releasing the tail and reaching into his pocket to turn off the collar.
 
It was not the first time that she was struck. Given her defiant personality, it was to be expected that she had experienced it once or twice while staying in the slave castle. However, that does not mean that Alses was one to accept them willingly and especially not without reason. Far as logic works, she has not done anything to him to warrant a death grip around her neck and his choice of tactics irked her. Given his strength, the man could easily overpower her but he chose to hide behind a button that has the ability to cut off her life support. The thought of an unfair playing field further fueled her anger.

Holding her palm against the burning sensation of her cheek, she retracted her tail before shooting it out to return the favor on his left cheek. With a quiet yet firm voice, she glared at him with a reined temper as she spoke, “Why my lord, I have only acted in the way you have chosen to show me. “
 
His life in the ring kicked in as her tail swung towards him. Almost without realizing he reached out grabbing her tail and jerking it firmly to pull her towards him. He reached out taking her by the waist and pressing her into the ground. He Held the tail firmly in his grasp as he knelt down placing his knee on her chest to pin her. "You act as you are told not as you see." He raised his hand again coming down on the same cheek. His body pressed down a little harder against hers just enough that she would have to work for the air she needed to remain conscious. "Now learn your manners and maybe you will be treated better. Continue this and it will only get worse."
 
His reaction shocked her as she watched him pin her aggressively on the ground and knocking the air out of her. Sensing the same hand flying towards her face, Alses turned and hid away from the incoming blow as she struggled underneath to inflate her lungs. Hearing his words, she forced out a dry chuckle, “I happen to know my manners, thank you.” Lifting her face to measure his gaze, the look of defiance never left her eyes though her shaky voice betrayed her weakened condition. “It is you who need a few to get by. Even a hypocrite knows better.”

It was true. Treat others as they do unto you. Though it hardly works in the world of inequality, Alses firmly held on to the advice. Given her current state, it seems like her stubbornness would serve her death before anything else but hey, what does not kill you only makes you stronger.
 
He could not hold back a laugh as he looked down to her. "I must admit even when you know your losing you still wont give it up for the life of you. I like that." He gently lifted off of her reaching down to grip her arm gently he slowly helped her to her feet, though he was sure she would raise hell about it. It is time to go home." He turned and started to walk towards his vehicle. He stopped when the leash pulled taunt and waited on her to willingly follow. He grew tired of the public situation. He did no enjoy abusing her, he simply knew if he did not show her where she belonged then he would have to fight her for dominance of the house, and that was something he did not wish to tolerate.
 
It would be lying if she said that she was not surprised when he softened his handling towards her. Her master also made it harder to stay mad when he started to crack up at her attitude. His laugh had a nice ring to it, much to her chagrin and as her feet touched the ground, she found herself staring at him like he was the oddest creature on earth. There was only ever once when she heard her mother mentioning something about the male sex, something about never being able to figure them out no matter how long she spends with them. That was a long time ago though; a period which Alses yearns to return to.

Feeling a tug on her collar, the succubus snapped up from her daze and frowned when she saw the tensed leash. With a sigh, she pulled the leash back to her direction to loosen the strain it had on her neck. Given this much abuse she might not keep her head for very long. Walking nonchalantly towards her master, she sensed that the servant from earlier had just managed to pull herself out of the fountain. Reaching the car, her head swiftly turned to push the woman back into the fountain. Pressing her hand over her mouth, she decided that it would be best to hide her amusement for now and contend to leave the place with someone else kicking and screaming.
 
He climbed into the limo allowing her in close behind as soon as he shut the door he reached up to remove the leash and tossed it in a drawer in the side of the car along with the remote. He leaned beck getting comfortable as he told the driver to take them home. You know you make putting a show on quite difficult. I have to make it look convincing that I'm still abusive, but I do appreciate the challenge." He laughed lightly as he looked at her and smiled. Now lets try this again more seriously. I will be kind do you on the grounds you do as you are told, sounds fair enough right?"
 
Once inside the long vehicle, Alses felt the twitch of pain earlier from her tail as she took a seat across from him. Frowning as she listened to him taking her well-being for a superficial spin for the sake of keeping his abusive reputation, she crossed her arms around her chest and glared contemptuously. Listening to his new form of introduction, she replied in a reproachful tone and offered a piece of advice of her own. “Obedience and respect comes hand in hand my lord. One cannot do without the other.”

An unmistaken gleam was maintained in her eyes as she continued. “Unfortunately for you, respect can only be earned and not forced upon with violence.” Catching the length of her tail, she massaged the painful areas that were bruised during their exchange for the public. It would be a cold day in hell before she agrees to his nonsensical methods.
 
He sighed deeply. "Agreed and I believe you can show some respect as well. You give me respectful obedience and you shall receive respect and care in return. However," He looked to her injured tail, "If you choose to continue your attitude then I am afraid what happened back there will continue, and believe me my dear that was rather nice compared to what I could have done to you for your actions. Now can we come to an agreement." He smiled as he waited for her response. "Oh and I do apologize for your tail it was a natural reaction for a fighter like myself."
 
At his callous apology, she snorted lightly as she flicked her tail about to allow the pain to wear off. “Why am I not surprised?” She was somewhat content with the agreement though. Reasoning has always worked better for her than brute force. At least when there is a fight, no one would be harmed to the point that they are unable to retreat for safety. “I follow by the advice: Quid pro Quo, my lord.” She tilted her head to take in his masculine frame. “I will give you the respect you so deserve.”

Sliding comfortably into the leathery seat, Alses tucked her legs under her butt in a childish manner and relaxed substantially against the expensive material. The limousine certainly was worth its cost. Sighing at the gentle rocking motion generated by the moving vehicle, the succubus allowed her eyes to droop as she surrendered to her exhaustion.
 
He smiled as she accepted his offer. That would make things substantially easier. He saw her curl up in an almost childish manner and her head begin to droop. He could just see her falling and hurting herself in his minds eye. He moved closer and gently wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her softly so that she could rest on his shoulder without him worrying. He smiled as she showed her true person through her exhaustion. he still could not pick what it was that had drawn him to her so strongly. All he knew is found her absolutely irresistible.
 
It was a comfortable ride as far as the succubus is concerned and upon contact with Jason’s body, instinct made her snuggle closer to the source of warmth. Slowly, her head landed against his lap, facing away from him. Her body curled fully on the long and leathery seat. Sighing happily, her tail tapped from side to side as she went into deep sleep. The rocking motion of the limousine provided a nice rhythm to her slumber but all good things has to come to an end sooner or later. When the vehicle came to a halt, the succubus peeled open her eyes in exhaustion and pulled her body up groggily. Stifling a yawn, she barely recognized her master beside her as she asked. “Where are we?”
 
He smiled at her instant response to curl against him, whether instinct or care he did not know. He gently played with her hair on the ride home as he was fascinated by its white color. Soon they began pulling up the long driveway and parking in front of the doors to the mansion. Fighting was quite a source of income, especially the illegal gambling portion of it. As she woke he watched her stretch, exposing her body, "Simple my dear. We are home. Where you will be staying with me." He chickled lightly playfully poking fun at her.
 
As soon as Alses registered the sounds of his voice, her mind cleared immediately as her red pupils eyed him cautiously once more. How long has she let her guard down? Stepping quickly out of the vehicle, the succubus took in the sight of the large estate. She has never laid eyes on anything this big before she was taken away by slave traders. It piqued her curiosity as she wondered the different types of room that might be enclosed within the vicinity. Turning towards her master, she asked in a tone that sounded a bit more eager than she intended. “What are we going to do now?”
 
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