morag
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 21, 2018
- Location
- Between Asia and Europe
He looked at her wearing a collar, literally braking herself while doing so. He didn't say anything, just took the leash in his hand.
"For now, as he don't have any special gear, I guess you will wear your rags. Well, good luck to us both."
He said and opened the door. They exited his home and made their way to a market.
He tried to go as fast as possible, but at the same time trying nit to look suspicious. Some people noticed Vanrad, surprised seeing him with his new pet, giving commentaries like
"Oh, I didn't know you could afford your own elf.", "So, Vanrad, you are finally taking your rightfully place as a human?", "Good looking piece of meat you have there, nice purchase."
He wasn't sure how to react on all of this, but gave them a lightly nod or asnwered something like
"Yeah, good day to you too."
Eventually he met one of his old "Friends". But more like an old customer, Frederick. As he seen Vanrad he stopped, stretching out his hand to greet him.
"Heeeey, Vanrand, long time no see. That's a very surprising sight. I didn't expect you to be back with business, but good to see you are alright. Who is this cute looking elf?"
He looked on the collar name.
"Celica, huh. Interesting. You have a nice ass, girl. What a shame that you are a worthless dark elf. At least you can serve us, but better try your best to compensate for your pathetic race."
He said and gave her butt a slap. Vanrad didn't like what was going on, but people were allowed to do such things to other elfs here. Vanrad decided to finish this dialogue ASAP because he might found out lacking of the any license.
"Yeah Celica means whore on elvish, I think that's a good irony. Alright, Frederick, good to see my old customer back, but I have important things to do. So I will need to go."
"Sure, good luck Vanrad. Take care of this worthless scum as any human should."
As they part away and not many people were around he whispered quick
"Sorry." to her and they continued their way. Soon they were near the entrance of the slave shop. But they took the backdoor to meet the owner instead. It was a female about 35 years. She was very confident and rich. They entered her office, Vanrad told Celica to assume position on her knees and greeted the seller.
"Hello, miss Fulcrum. I have a problem regarded to this pet. She is not registred and I need to deal with it. Can we find a compromise for us both with this problem?"
She looked on them both, first on him, then on Celica. She smirked when she seen that she is a dark elf.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here. You realise that "Celica" is an elvish name. I hope you aren't showing sympathy to this trash."
She looked on her closely.
"Slave, get up. I want to look you up."
"For now, as he don't have any special gear, I guess you will wear your rags. Well, good luck to us both."
He said and opened the door. They exited his home and made their way to a market.
He tried to go as fast as possible, but at the same time trying nit to look suspicious. Some people noticed Vanrad, surprised seeing him with his new pet, giving commentaries like
"Oh, I didn't know you could afford your own elf.", "So, Vanrad, you are finally taking your rightfully place as a human?", "Good looking piece of meat you have there, nice purchase."
He wasn't sure how to react on all of this, but gave them a lightly nod or asnwered something like
"Yeah, good day to you too."
Eventually he met one of his old "Friends". But more like an old customer, Frederick. As he seen Vanrad he stopped, stretching out his hand to greet him.
"Heeeey, Vanrand, long time no see. That's a very surprising sight. I didn't expect you to be back with business, but good to see you are alright. Who is this cute looking elf?"
He looked on the collar name.
"Celica, huh. Interesting. You have a nice ass, girl. What a shame that you are a worthless dark elf. At least you can serve us, but better try your best to compensate for your pathetic race."
He said and gave her butt a slap. Vanrad didn't like what was going on, but people were allowed to do such things to other elfs here. Vanrad decided to finish this dialogue ASAP because he might found out lacking of the any license.
"Yeah Celica means whore on elvish, I think that's a good irony. Alright, Frederick, good to see my old customer back, but I have important things to do. So I will need to go."
"Sure, good luck Vanrad. Take care of this worthless scum as any human should."
As they part away and not many people were around he whispered quick
"Sorry." to her and they continued their way. Soon they were near the entrance of the slave shop. But they took the backdoor to meet the owner instead. It was a female about 35 years. She was very confident and rich. They entered her office, Vanrad told Celica to assume position on her knees and greeted the seller.
"Hello, miss Fulcrum. I have a problem regarded to this pet. She is not registred and I need to deal with it. Can we find a compromise for us both with this problem?"
She looked on them both, first on him, then on Celica. She smirked when she seen that she is a dark elf.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here. You realise that "Celica" is an elvish name. I hope you aren't showing sympathy to this trash."
She looked on her closely.
"Slave, get up. I want to look you up."