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Slave or Master?

Slave	37.0%	[ 10 ]
Master	37.0%	[ 10 ]
POLL WHORE!	25.9%	[ 7 ]
Total Votes:			[ 27 ]

[sagebrushh]

Daren's shoes tapped as he walked along, watching pets disappear by the minute.

Taken, taken, taken... he thought to himself, watching the fiery wolf converse with a man, and a fluffball of sorts pipe around with a rather beautiful woman with luxurious blue hair. Three had already left with their pets... What a pity. Many of the bought pets had potential. He shrugged, walking past more and more cages.. more and more buyers. He smiled slightly as the noise and clamor started to get louder, until he stopped in front of a cage that had been previously mooing and yelling in a seductive Spanish accent. Kneeling down and ignoring the fidgeting attendant beside him, who still looked as if he wished to say a whole lot more, he grinned widely. Taking out a pack of gum from his pocket, he tossed it inside.

"Is this what you desire?" he said softly, tapping his finger on a bar of the cage.

[Zombie Leach]

”Wow, poof, he must have been a mage or something,” Quinn said in a snarky tone, ”But, I'm satisfied, for now.” Quinn stood up and called for one of the workers before turning back to Luna. ”You are going to be mine, and like you said before, you don't have a choice.” Quinn was being deliberately hateful, partly because of his natural distaste for the canine species, but most just because he was testing her boiling point. He knew she had to have been through a lot that day already, it was only a matter of time before she snapped. Even the most docile being had a boiling point.

He was happy with everything about her. She was calm and wise, but not without some spark. She had age but not too much for it to be a burden. On top of that she wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty or do some unlawful things. It was like all this time he had been looking for her, and now it all was falling into place. He, however, wasn't going to let his guard down either, that would be stupid. She could probably kill him with a rubber band and a paper clip, but even knowing this he would show fear or concern. He had his partner, even if she didn't know that's what she was at the moment.

((I left it so you can post the transaction Luna.))

[Zombie Leach]

Nizar Baqi Rasima

”I don't understand the whole purchase thing, but my name is Nizar Baqi Rasima, at your service.” Nizar said making a bow like a fancy Englishman and almost falling off the shelf. After regaining his balance he grinned sheepishly and scratched his head. ”Better than I am at bowing,” he said making fun of his own mistake. ”I love kids! As long as they don't pull my fur, that hurts.”

Nizar was more worried about the arena than her home life. If he went with her, he may be made to fight and he didn't exactly like that idea. ”Um, If you 'purchase' me, I'm not going to have to fight am I? I don't like hurting people.” There was concern on his face as well as reluctance to ask the question. He knew she needed a fighter for what she wanted and didn't see how he could help in that regard. Sure he could defend himself if he had to but he didn't like to.

[Cute Beast Ookami]

Luna chuckled, her voice raspy, resonating around her as her maw opened. The cat was baiting her, should she rise to the moment? No. She was not that childish. She did have a breaking point, but this boy was only testing the waters. It took Luna a long time before she snapped. Years of experience and hardship taught her that. He certainly had a fighting spirit, a spark if you will, that was something she could respect.

The woman came over smiling, then she glanced at Luna. ‘Are you sure you want…that one?” she paused grabbing a clip board that hung above her cage. ‘Not much is known about this one, she’s wild, killed two of our men while they were trying to capture her, would have chewed her way out of the cage had we not sedated her.”

The she-wolf curled back her maw and showed the woman her teeth. ‘I also injured all of those men…but she would rather see me gone then keep me here.” the wolf’s voice answered the silence.

‘This one, due to her experience is quite expensive, a jewel among the pearls.” she said handing the man a clip board with all the insurance papers, wavers, paper of sale, paper of ownership. ‘You need to fill all these out, with your current information…then we’ll get to letting her out…and handing her to you. Do you want a shock collar?”

Luna chuckled again lifting her head. ‘He’s my key to freedom lady, do you really think I’ll eat him?” the wolf yawned and then set her rare blue hues on the woman. ‘Besides, I am sure he’ll keep me entertained.” she said. ‘I can get into lots of illegal trouble, sounds like to good a deal to pass up.”

The woman hesitated. ‘Were just the sheep to this one.” she muttered. ‘Good riddance, I don’t want a wolf in my door anyways.”

The she-wolf snorted, her spiked collar glinting a soft silver in the light.

‘Hurry up cat-boy. Get those papers signed so we can get the hell out of here. Or I really might decide to have myself a kitty snack.” she growled her patience with the yappy store clerk grating on her.

[Zombie Leach]

Quinn wanted to glare at Blue when she talked of 'illegal trouble.' It wasn't like he was worried about getting trouble with the law, he was sure he had his covered his tracks fairly well, he just didn't like someone openly talking about it. ”Speaking of 'Illegal trouble' I don't like this price. How can you know she has experience if you don't know much about her? Not to mention she is dangerous. Do you always make a habit of charging exorbitant prices for slaves? If I didn't know any better I'd say you were trying to rob me.” Quinn crossed his arms looking disappointed at the woman.

He had ignored what the wolf said about the kitty snack. He would make her pay for it later, but for now he needed to act like a businessman. He could tell from her voice that she was getting excited, and he couldn't blame her. She had seemed quite depressed before when the prospect of her getting out seemed slimmer but now she was in the process of being set free. He could see the opportunity to mess with her some more and wouldn't pass it up. ”I won't pay any more than this,” he said writing a number significantly lower than the one she provided.

[Amor_de_Luna]

‘I’m a Mexican fighting cow, built TOUGH! Ain’t nothing better!’

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❂ Chi-Chi ❂

“Ahhh…” She sighed pleasantly to herself when the machine stopped right in the nick of time. Her breasts were empty, which was all good, this meant she could stop standing on her tippy-toes and she could stop thinking about the discomfort of her breasts. Bad thing was now her mind would be on this cage so long as she didn’t have anything to chew on. ‘Ay dios… This was just one of their many ways to anally screw her over. Assholes… She popped the suction cups off one by one, not caring about her upper torso nakedness. Heh, hombres always acted like they see God when they see a woman’s chest, it was always so funny to see ‘em babble. Even some of the attendants stopped and stared, maybe to marvel at the black spots around her areolas? Well, she was a heifer, she couldn’t help that.

She turned around and stretched to pop her aching spine, and then the voice of a man made her bovine ear twitch. “Mmm?” She questioned through her chewing mouth, then saw something fall into her cage out the corner of her eye… SPEARMINT! “Ooo!” She cooed happily, snatching up the pack. Mmm, her FAVORITE! Next to sour apple of course, but this was nice! Who would be so nice to her, hmm? Taking out the bland wad of gum from her mouth, she stuck it on the wall before she snatched out three pieces of the gum and stuck them all in her mouth. She hummed pleasantly in her throat, feeling the delicious juice fill her mouth. The tapping on her cage made her look over her shoulder. Oh my, and just who was this pretty hombre at her cage door? “One thing I desire, bebe.” She said with a smile. She paid no mine to her half nakedness, turning to face him with her back straight and her hands on her hips, lightly tapping her hoofed foot. “You like what you see, muchacho? Most don’t come back here to see what that moo-oooing sound is. I commend your curiousity~” She said the last bit playfully, going over to the corner of her cage and snatching up her blue shirt and pulled it over her head. “What I really want is see some green…” She said honestly, “The color of the sky, ya know? They stick me in here, in this small s**t of a cage, just ‘cause I bash one of they employees head’s in. He shoulda known better, the fool!” Just thinking about it made her temper spike, but she had to keep calm or they’d stick her in an even SMALLER cage! She wasn’t a little thing, she was a big girl of 5’10 and heavy from her the weight of her chest and her muscle. She didn’t look like a body-builder, but her shorts revealed her strong legs and her arms were well defined and her six-pack stomach (eight for the ones who went lower~) wasn’t easy to build.

She wanted a fight, truthfully, but her want to laze about under the spring sun trumped her want to fight.

Now “properly” clothed, she turned back to her “customer” and leaned over the top of her cage on her tip toes resting one of her cheeks in the palm of her hand and smiling at him. “What’s a pretty thang like you doin’ back here, eh? Thanks for the gum… but it’s gonna cost me, ain’t it?” He reminded her of her previous boss, he was too pretty and had the voice of a snake.

[Cute Beast Ookami]

The sales clerk shook her head at the number.

‘My boss will not accept this.” she said her eyes narrowing. The little woman had a fire cracker personality. ‘This is the price.” she pointed to the numbers at the top. ‘We know she is a hired killer.” she said flipping the page to where a job description was. She pointed again to where the job description lay. There was an entire half page filled with recent hits and kills as well as fighting ring activity.

‘We know this because all this information was provided by the informant, that called our boss. They were partners you see, her partner betrayed her, and so he gave us this information. We also know that my boss would like his money returned to him, for the money he paid the other informant. If she was not worth it, he would not pay it. I am sure a smart buisness man like you can understand that.” She said simply. 'It is not much, but even the she-wolf has validated what I said."

The woman took a step back, her serious eyes set on the man’s. ‘We at the Emporium provide the best, and if you are going to blatantly call us all thieves, then I am going to half to ask you to leave. That ridiculous number you wrote down on the paper is not even enough to cover the damages my people suffered. If you don’t want to pay the price find another Shoppe to buy from.”

The woman was clearly not falling for the man’s tactics, and she was clearly not going to budge.

Luna who had set her massive black muzzle on her paws opened one blue hue to see the commotion taking place in front of her cage. "

'This woman should be named Spitfire." the female thought as she watched with eyes opened.

‘This one will sell regardless if you buy her or not. There are always people looking for a slave with her skills. Do not try and play me sir, I am not new at this, I am not dumb and I am not blind. I can see her skills, maybe it is you who is trying to steal from our Shoppe.” she said.

She lifted her muzzle and snorted some. This, Quinn boy was causing himself a deeper hole, and from the looks of it, the pissed off store clerk was about to escort him out, or have him escorted out for insulting their Shoppe that they obviously take much pride in. Luna knew that the Emporium was a high end, expensive place after all they only sold the best. They did not take low end slaves, except for maybe the lactating cow over there. Seriously who would want a slave that useless unless they had a mother fetish?

Growling a little the massive beast lowered her head placing her muzzle onto her forepaws and closed her eyes. It looked like the she-wolf would be stuck in this cage until someone wanted to pay a decent price for her.

Stingy slavers. You want the best, you have to pay for the best.

Her tails curled around her hind quarters, the sales woman looked at the wolf, her eyes were not without remorse. None of the slaves deserved to be here, but she like all the others in this world had to make a living too. She could not let her heart interefere. Just like the killer in that cage did not let her heart interfere.

Yawning the she-wolf settled back on her cement floor dozing. Obviously, from her body language, Luna felt that this Quinn would not pay anything over his price, and it would be too much hassle to pay for her when he could go somewhere else. Most people wouldn't and she did not blame them. It was just another flaw in the way of the world.

The woman glanced at the man standing infront of her cage. 'If you are looking for a slave closer to the price you scribbled on the paper, there is another Shoppe a block and a half from here. I am sure you can find something decent. If you can not pay for this one, I am going to half to ask you to leave. We have customers browsing."

[Zombie Leach]

Quinn restrained a glare as the woman spoke. She had a strong personality and was good at her job, but he had gotten what he desired from her. He had done it a little round about but she had told him almost everything he needed to know. Snatching the clip board out of the woman's hands he whipped out a pen and started signing where he needed. ”Telling a customer you don't know much about a slave and then offering a price that high would send anyone on their left ear. Next time, provide all the information.” Quinn thrust the clip board back at the woman with the money place neatly on top. ”What is the name of the informant? I may want to ask for additional history.”

Quinn was digging without seeming like he was. Every question he asked was completely normal for the situation. He smelt possible dirty dealing by The Emporium and was going to find out what. Now was not the time or the place to do deep digging, but a little was always good to start. ”I'll take the shock collar, and her leash, I intend to walk out of here.” Quinn was still a little unsure about his most recent purchase and even though he didn't want to seem weak he knew it was best to keep her under his thumb, at least until agreements can be made.

[Beyond Ryuzaki-san]

Marrie's brows furrowed in thought, Will I make him fight? He would not be quick enough in the arena. I think I'll go with my original idea and have him spot. She nodded to herself as she made the decision. "You will not fight. I have a better place for you." She stepped up on the tip of her toes and held out her hand in a semblance for a handshake, "I give you my word that I will not make you fight if you promise to spot my enemies' sneak attacks while I fight. You will be listed as my fighting partner but you will only have to be within the arena. Also, please if something happens to me within the arena alert my sister and watch her children. Do you agree?" She looked up into Nizar's eyes expectantly wanting him to agree and yet also not being sure if he was trustworthy. Not caring if he saw or not she murmured a quick Istari binding spell that once he shook her hand he could not go against his word. In short terms she would bind him to her until she died.

[sagebrushh]

Daren didn't even blink or stare at the woman's chest, and seemed rather hard to distract. But inside, he noticed. Who wouldn't? Feeling a bit relieved at not having to keep up the act as the woman put her shirt on, his fingers began tapping the cage bars once more.

"Cost? No, I'm not exactly one to want something every time I offer or give. The best thing I can gain is the trust of someone. People don't trust others much in these days. As I'm sure you've noticed." he smiled, his voice deep and sultry, with the heat of a summer day and the scent of blooming roses. His free hand scratching the scar on his neck which almost looked like a tattoo of a blue flame. If only people knew...

"Anyway, I've been in these sorts of places often enough. I've learned that many treasures lie in places where you least expect them. Plus, I've seen enough pets walk out of the cages further front. The ones left are not significant enough to gain my attention." his calculating eyes with a color that no one could really name examined her collars. Not exactly what he was looking for... he had no children, nor the need or desire for any, so the emeralds were ignored. But she seemed to have the fire enough for him. Perhaps he could turn her into something else... He was curious to see if naturally seductive vampires worked on bovines such as the one he saw before her. He was tempted... very much so.

"Sir, looking at your history of pets, I understand you can handle some violent ones.. but... this one? She gets angry, and she can't resurface until she demolishes half the place. One of us got seriously injured.." the attendant muttered nervously, either due to opening his mouth after his long period of silence, or because of his words. It didn't escape his notice that most didn't like attendant-made suggestions.

"Thank you for your 'consideration.' But if I want her, nothing will stop me until the papers are signed and she's all mine. What, want me to buy you too? I have the money for it... no, don't worry. You'd be too boring to have around. I'd make a quick meal out of you and toss the remains so no one would even know it." the last was a whisper through grinning white teeth. The attendant was shivering madly when Daren turned back around.

[Zombie Leach]

Nizar Baqi Rasima

Nizar watched Marrie for a moment looking at the hand she offered signifying an agreement she wished to make with him. It was a hard decision to make. On the one hand he would get to read countless books, play with children, roam around a big house with a garden inside, not to mention get off the stupid shelf he was on, but on the other hand he would have to watch her fight and get hurt. He didn’t like either of his decisions but the more he thought about it the more his decision became clear.

”I can do that. Just don’t get hurt, ok? That’d be too sad.” Nizar said grabbing her hand with both of his paws and shaking it. ”And who knows, the arena may turn out to be fun.” He didn’t like the thought of “something happening” to her. He knew he would have to pay extra close attention in order to make sure she didn’t get hurt and whether she realized it or not she would have to school him on the subject.

[Crayon A Sarus Rex]

[[Sorry nothings gotten put up lately. Family was leaving, and now I'm having some serious health issues. I'll try to post tomorrow, and to get the new profiles up. I'll hopefully be all caught up before I leave for SC on Friday. P.S. I'll be gone for about a week, so I will be inactive for that time. >.> Sorry]]

[sagebrushh]

((No worries pandeh, your health is more important anyways. I hope you feel better! ^^))

[Amor_de_Luna]

‘I’m a Mexican fighting cow, built TOUGH! Ain’t nothing better!’

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❂ Chi-Chi ❂

Chi-Chi scoffed at his words, her long tail swaying behind her. Yeah, well, doi that was obvious. Ever since this town started to get into the whole “Arena” craze that’s been being popular pretty much every where (‘specially in México), pets have been bought everywhere, mostly for fighting purposes. Even some not even designed to fight were sent to fight! That pissed Chi-Chi off, beyond words. A child friendly pet fighting a blood-thirsty maniac? Pinche culos! “You ain’t gotta tell me, hombre…” Trust she’s had her fair share of bullshit owners, none she would trust to spit on her if she were in flames! Even though she may seem all trusting of this man, it was actually pretty difficult to gain her full trust. She only had simple demands, and if they were all met, hey, then their relationship can begin!

She listened intently to his words, smiling sweetly at him. “You sound like you’ve been pretty busy, hombre. But that’s sweet, you say I hold your interest? Aww… Bien, usted un pequeño hombre encantador {Well, you are a charming little man}.” Her first language rolled off her tongue like silk, the language stroking the sultry purr in her voice. Heh, he really was a bit of a snake, trying to be all seductive and merde. HA! Chi-Chi can play those games too, orange man! She lightly stroked the leather of her colored collars with a single finger. “Don’t let the color of these fool you, or the little trinkets they put on here. I just didn’t have enough room for the studs, see?” She was a fighting cow, it was in her blood. She loved working for Huerto since he was always in deep merde since he was a mob boss and all, she got to bash in head all the time. And the gun fights! Well, she wasn’t too keen on using guns, but the tear gas he let her play with were SO much fuuun~ But she was also good with kids, only because she was so energetic and ready to cause some mischief, like a kid would!

However, when the attendant began to speak, she glared at him. Hey, don’t go running her customer off you tirón! But it was interesting, supposedly this man can handle violent ones. Then he shouldn’t be much of an issue, huh? But then, he started snapping at the attendant! Oh, po’ thang, he got such a verbal assault and her ears heard that last bit, which made her smile pleasantly. Oh ho ho, he was a violent one himself, huh? How very exciting! Boldly, she reached out towards the man (seeing the worker stiffen up) and she gently grabbed his pretty lightly colored orange scarf and gently tugged him to her. “Now, now. Don’t worry ‘bout him, you talkin’ to me, okay?” She twirled the one of the ends of the scarf in her other free hand carelessly while having her other hand creep further up the scarf to pull him even more gently closer as she smiled mischievously. “You say ‘if you want me’, that’s right? And you say somethin’ about trust earlier, cha? Well, I believe the first steps of trust are first giving names.” What can she say? Now she actually found the hombre interesting, and that made her bold. “My name is Chi-Chi Bo Rico, Méxican fighting cow. ¿Como se llama? {What’s your name}”

[Amor_de_Luna]

O•P•H•E•L•I•A

Seeing that brief flash of knowing horror in his single eye made Ophelia feel like s**t… okay, lower than s**t. So, she may have just sent off her ungodly sexy pet to some deprived looking maniac to get simple measurements. Simple. But, Ophelia knew better, she saw Claire’s intentions as soon as the bimbo walked upon them. Ophelia only agreed to let him go alone because Claire would have fought tooth and nail to get Syn alone, so she only agreed to the inevitable. But… Ophelia looked around the store, tapping at her chin, trying to find something useful--- ********, found something~♥ She went over to a floor rack holding up suit coats…

“Okay… I’m going to measure your shoulders first.” Claire had out the measuring tape and encircled it around Syn’s shoulders, shamelessly having her fingers touch his bare skin. Ever since the black curtain closed, she couldn’t and hadn’t stopped smiling. “Not bad, strong.” She wrote his measurements on a sheet of paper hanging on the wall. “Now for your height.” Oh, how she loved tall men, and he was just something that looked like he stepped out of a dream. Was he that little girl’s pet? What a shame, she could think of some uses for him herself… “Mmm-hmm…” She purred in her throat, a darker smile on her face. “Now for your waist…” She got unnecessarily close to Syn, the measuring tape around his waist and her body pressed closed to his, her chest pressing against the softness of his skin. “Ahh, nice…” Her cheeks were a little flushed as she dipped down to Syn’s waist, swallowing hard as she stared shamelessly at his pants. “Now for your feet for your shoes…”

Ophelia had slipped under the rack and had began chewing along the metal binds that held the circle of the rack up and soon it feel to the ground like a messy piled hula-hoop , Ophelia standing in the middle shamelessly. Taking a bit of her corrosive saliva off the tip of her tongue, she wiped around the small circumference of the base of the stand, giving the pole a few strong tugs before it finally gave. Twirling the pole happily in her hands, she put it over her shoulder like a baseball bat with her other hand on her hip as she made her way to the dark closet, earning her a few startled stares.

“You shouldn’t be with that girl… She wouldn’t know how to handle you like a grown woman can.” Claire had pushed Syn against the hard wood wall of the room, one hand stroking on his thigh while the other played with his chest. “Pity I couldn’t find something like you as a pet. I can tell by looking at you that you’re a master of your craft…” Claire was completely unaware that a pole had stuck itself through the curtain and parted the way to reveal Ophelia as she crept in behind the woman without making a sound. Claire was too busy starting to unbutton her white blouse. “I’m going to try you out. You’re a pet, are you not? Then you are designed to listen to what your superiors tell you to do.”

Ophelia gave her an incredulous look, making a gesture with her hand behind the woman pointing at her with her thumb giving Syn a ‘Is she serious?’ look. Shaking her head, she held the pole to the floor looking as though she was going to tap the floor and took a baseball player’s stance behind Claire with a nonchalant look on her face.

“Better make it fast or my boss will---”

“Hey.”

Dumbly, Claire looked turned around with question marks in her eyes. “Huh--”

WHACK!

And that’s how Claire lost three of her teeth and had severe migraines for a full three months.

Ophelia whacked her good, doing an upward curve instead of a side-swipe. Carefully propping her tool of destruction against the corner of the room, she smiled a little at Syn. “I got worried, okay? I had a feeling she was up to no good, and, surprise-surprise, I was right.” She stepped over Claire, snatched the paper that had Syn’s measurements on it off the wall and grabbed for Syn’s hand, pulling him out of the room quickly. “Let’s hurry up outta here before they suspect something, ‘kay?” She said sweetly, her quick steps making their way over to the choice places of the clothes she wanted him to wear. She glanced at the paper once, memorized the numbers, then started snatching off what looked like random sizes since she was going so face. She held them in her arms and got behind Syn as she pushed him forward. “Okay, take this, this, this, and this and let’s QUICKLY flee to the male’s dressing room!” Time is haste when you do something naughty, and by Un, Syn was going to walk out of the store with these new clothes on today!

Now at the men’s dressing room, she shoved the clothes into his arms and then smacked her own forehead. “Oh s**t! I forgot your shoes!” She began quickly walking away before she stopped. “Yeah, uhhh, hurry up and change into those, I’ll bring your shoes in less than a minute! When you’re nice and pretty, wait outside the dressing room area for me, okay?” Then she began to flee, thinking madly to herself, ‘Now where are those gotdamn SHOES?!’