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Zajawa

Supernova
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Nicknames: Ashley Green
Age: 22
Height: 164 cm
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Handedness: Right
Likes: sushi, snakes, cigarettes, sweets, beaches
Hobby: design, music, surfing

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Alex is a chaotic person that likes to do what she wants and when she wants. Is rather unruly and cheeky but can also be sweet at times. Knows her own worth.

A little bit more
♫ Gathers money to end studies.
♫ Her parents love rock and they went to concerts together few times.
♫ Likes all food as well as cooking it.
♫ Won some sport competition.
♫ Likes older males.
♫ Actually really likes reading and often some pretty complicated stuff.
♫ Doesn't like scary things.
 
Ashley sighed, quite nervous. The auction was quite an intimidating place. They were here since she asked her friend to sell her. She needed money for her education, her parents were now in debts and there wasn't any other way she could afford that. That is why she signed a deal with her best friend and now was being auctioned. Only in a leather skimpy outfit she felt a bit naked under all those appreciating gazes, making him blush now and then. The contract between her friend and her future master would include that she would be still be able to attend the school and contact her parents, as well as have some free time for herself once a week. Other than that she would be a slave for a year of whoever that would want to buy her. Mike seemed to know a lot what to put there of don'ts and all so Ashley trusted her and left that to her.

Ashley was build quite perfectly and liked sex so that was a reason she was going with something like that. Looking around she saw so many people, all looking like they would have tons of money. It was slightly intimidating, no matter how she looked at it.

Then she was called out and stepped on the scene, gulping hard and blushing up to her ears when she was told to present herself by going on all fours, sticking her ass out and doing few more things. Still she knew if she wanted to be educated she needed to go with it... and for the bid to go high enough. Getting lower on all fours she give those all people a little show, actually getting slightly aroused.
 
Ryan Crawford barely glanced at the stage as the last girl left the stage, glancing at his watch briefly. The auction was nearly through, and not a single girl had come close to capturing his attention. Bored, he glanced up the stage as the next girl was called: fully expecting to be disappointed again. Instead, he found himself almost immediately transfixed: his green eyes unable to tear themselves away from the pretty girl now presenting herself.

He watched as she followed the instructions given to her on stage: her slight hesitance and blush making it obvious she had never done anything like this before. Ryan glanced around the room briefly, noticing that a few others were also showing interest in the latest offering: not that it would matter - he knew well enough that if it came down to it, he could comfortably outbid anyone on the room.

He allowed the bidding to begin, the price climbing steadily. As it did he allowed his mind to run a little, imagining the sort of fun he would have with the gorgeous girl being presented to the audience. As the price began climbing into reasonable figures, he decided to enter the game, raising the board with his number to indicate his bid.
 
The price went slowly up and up, making her blush even more since she was made to do a lot of things. Things like following on a leash, begging (acting like some kind of dog) and simply strike few different poses. Of course all of that without fully revealing her body since seeing it in a full glory would be a privilege granted for the one that would win the auction.

For Ashley it was quite chaotic, not having enough time to see what kind of men were bidding. Also the light pointing at the stage was kind of blinding her when she was on her knees. After some time it ended and it was told that number thirteen was the winner. Someone put a collar around her neck with a silver number thirteen and she was led off of the stage. Standing next to, still a bit dazed with what had happened, she was waiting for her new master, her heart beating so loudly that it was almost deafening. So much money she was bought with! Half of it was going on her account and half to her friend for assisting. But even half of it was incredible, able to cover the costs of her learning and much, much more.

Biting on her lower lip she was waiting there, her hands in cuffs and behind her back. I wonder how he looks like.. Would he be a nice man? I sure hope it's not some creep..
 
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Name: Ryan Crawford
Age: 37
Height: 185 cm

Known for being the founder and sole owner of one of the world's biggest computer software companies. As private
and mysterious as he is wealthy, little is known about the young multi-billionare. The occasional time he is spotted leaving his large countryside estate, he is normally found in the company of an attractive female: but rarely the same one.
 
Ryan sat relaxed and comfortable in his seat as the auction proceeded, watching as the girl was displayed in a variety of ways in order to incite the audience into increasing their bids higher and higher. Every so often he flicked his card with the number 13 upwards, indicating his continued intrest, occasionally glancing around at those bidding against him with the assured confidence of a man who knew he would win this particular battle. Gradually, those bidding thinned, until eventually his card was the only one raised. He smiled to himself as he watched the girl being led off the stage, paying little attention to the price he'd bid - it was only money, and he had plenty of that to spare. Tonight had been worthwhile afterall.

He caught the attention of one of the assistants, handing them a small card: "my account details, the full amount will be authorised" He told them, "Ensure my girl is prepared in the outfit I provided, not the cheap leather thing she had on stage" he told them, "I shall collect her when the auction is over."

He sat back to watch the rest of the auction - just to ensure there wasn't any other items worth bidding on, but nothing else caught his attention. Getting to his feet as the crowd slowly thinned, he made his way toward the backstage area, where those succesfull would collect their purchases. An assitant met him, took his bidding card and checked payment had been approved before leading him over to where his purchase waited for him. "I just need a signature from you both to authorise everything, and then she's all yours Sir" the assistant said, reaching behind the girl to undo one of the wrist restraints, "you first Miss". Ryan allowed his eyes to roam, a smile curling the edge of his lips as he took a closer look at his new girl.
 
As she was standing there someone of the staff approached her and told her to follow them. It seemed she was supposed to change her outfit. She didn't mind and did exactly that, soon blushing as her hands were closed behind her back once again.. but in something way more delicate.. and comfortable. Everything was more of a decoration than real bindings.. and yet left that feeling that made her blush.

When she was done changing she was given some water since she asked and was escorted to a backstage area where some other slaves were waiting impatiently to see their masters. Gulping really hard she looked around once again.. and then she saw him. Very handsome and tall man in elegant, expensive clothes. She was amazed by his look and overall presence, blushing softly as the male looked her up and down, smiling softly and then nodding, taking a pen and signing the papers, knowing everything was okay or her friend would tell her something instead of showing her thumbs up when seeing she was purchased.

Biting on her lower lip she looked at the male once again, looking at the male, nervous but at the same time excited, wondering what kind of pleasures would be shown to her and how would they get along together. Sure, she was his slave but still.. some kind of interaction.. and she hoped it would go smoothly.. for her own good.
 
Ryan slowly walked around the girl as the member of staff had her sign the paperwork, his green eyes taking in every inch of exposed flesh: which in his chosen outfit, was nearly everything. He glanced at the paperwork as it was handed to him, the few stipulations in her contract highlighted at the top. "I've read your particular requirements" he told her simply, "They shall not be a problem" he took the offered pen and flicked it across the page, his eyes moving to hers again. "And that officially makes you mine" he added, his smile broadening.

Stepping closer he reached up, removing the silver number 13 from her collar and replacing it with a small silver charm: she couldn't quite see it, but on it was ingraved "Property of Ryan Watson" on one side, with "Slave in Training" on the other. At the same time he leaned in, whispering into her ear. "How we get on very much depends on you: I have very high expectations, and demands - meet them and you will be very, very well rewarded in all sorts of ways" He whispered, "Of course - when you don't" he chuckled a little, "Well, I'm sure you can imagine"

He straightend up a little, his hand clipping the end of a leash onto her collar. "I think it's time we were leaving, come along" with that, he turned, and began walking briskly away, giving the leash a sharp little tug as he moved off.
 
The male walking around her made Ashley a bit nervous, feeling a bit naked in the outfit.. although it was definitely beautiful. Still she knew there was nothing she should be ashamed of, working out few days in a week, so that helped a lot. Seeing the broad smile made her do the same although her cheeks became slightly warmer.

When the male got closer to her she could feel her heart thudding inside her chest, knowing the tag on the collar was changed but she didn't know for what. Small shivers run down her spine when the warm breath teased her ear while she was told all those disturbing.. yes very sexy things. Licking he lips nervously she followed the male, thinking about what she heard. She was nervous but looking forward to see the other's house.. and things like that.

"What is your name? How old you are?", she asked, aiming to sate her curiosity right away... as well as checking out if the male would react to her not addressing him Sir or Master.
Ashley didn't have any real experience when it came to relationships like that. Sure she tried to play with a sex friend once or twice and quite liked it but she knew it was different than what she just started. Still she found it quite exciting... thus the curious questions.
 
Ryan watched her carefully as he spoke, noting her little reactions to his words. If he was to guess, she hadn't done anything like this before - in fact, he was relatively certain of that. However, the way her body betrayed her slightly suggested to him that this was something she wanted.

Surprised to hear her speak, he stopped, turning to face her. His eyes slowly ran over her again as he bought himself a little time to think before his eyes locked onto hers. "Do either of these things matter?" He asked, moving toward me. "A name is just a label to identify ones self" he commented, "My name is Ryan" he added, stepping a little closer, "you may address me in whatever manner you wish: however, if I deem it to be inappropriate, you may be punished."

"As for my age..... that really doesn't matter" He continued, stepping closer, his hand sliding up her thigh as the other curled around her, still holding the leash while finding her right breast, squeezing. "Whether I'm 20, 30, 40.... 90" he whispered into her ear, "you exist to pleasure men, whatever age" His hand gave her breast a firm squeeze before he moved again, tuggin the leash, "now come along"
 
Ashley gulped when their eyes met, feeling a bit strange at the moment. So it was Ryan.. And she was supposed to choose the way she would address the male by herself? Was it kind of a trap? A test? Or the male was simply amusing himself that way? She still wasn't sure how she would approach that aspect of their relationship.. yet she wasn't given any time to think about it the given moment since the male continued speaking. Small gasp left her lips when she was treated like that, a blush covering her cheeks. But the male was of course right. She sold herself to him for this year.. and she was there exactly to pleasure him.

Nodding her head Ashley followed Ryan, feeling as if the big hand would be still squeezing her breast. It felt kind of good... and now she was even more curious how it would look like than before. She noticed some people that they were passing gave the two of them some appreciating glances and smiles and she couldn't help but feel just a little bit excited by the kinkiness of the situation.
 
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