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 Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 10:51 pm
 Cleopatra: She turned her head to the slave and looked over her shoulder. "I was only showing you the view. Boy you better start calling me mistress soon. I am not your equal I am your master." she spoke the last words sharply getting rather annoyed with him. Turning around she walked to a small door hidden behind a curtain. Taking out a key she opened it to reveal a small dark room. It had a plain bed and a work desk with a lamp standing on it. "You will sleep there. Behave and I will give you more."
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2012 10:58 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell... Aingel grumbled and looked at Cleo. The day his tongue is cut from his mouth will come before he ever calls this wench "mistress." He looked at the room, and seemed somewhat calmed by it; it was way better than the cage at the shop... "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 12:30 am
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «Boris let out a snicker as he continued tickling the female with his tail and lightly nipping her on the neck. "Cheshie can hear Alexandra-kitten's purr quite well~" he purred happily. He felt like the kitten he should've been if his mother hadn't have made him act like some kind of exotic pet in a zoo. The thought made his form flicker into his darker form, but it returned to the red-haired version as quickly as it'd become all evil Cheshire. Hopefully his darker appearance wouldn't scare her as it did most people.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: Form C is his Evil Human Cheshire Form. | )}
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 8:41 am
Cleopatra:Cleopatra’s eyes softened from its cruel look as she looked back at the boy. She rather liked the boy. It was rather a shame she would end up killing him. Her hand went up to her face as she touched her cheek lightly. She could always use him for something else. That needed discipline. "What work have you done? Do not lie to me boy, this might just safe your life." Cleopatra spoke softly besides the commanding tone in her voice. Alexandra:Alexandra caught the colour change with her gaze then tilted her head. He fascinated her in every way. As soon as he settled down a bit she turned her head and bit him on his arm hared than the n** before. She lay back again and stared at his eyes. "Why do you change colour?" She asked curiously acting like she never bit him.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:28 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel tilted his head, partly in inquisitiveness, and partly to move his head away from her touch. He didn't seem afraid of the death threat, since, after all, no matter painful the death, it would still end with him being released from this existence he seemed to be fated to follow... "You....you read my profile, didn't you?....I was a mercenary, but I made a mistake and was caught by slavers....." "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 4:16 am
Cleopatra:She waved her hand in dismissal. The softness gone and replaced with the calm dead look she had. "I do not read any profiles, slaves do not need it. They are told what to be and that’s the end. I do not recall you ever calling me mistress. Oh well you clearly like hurting." With that she activated the charm then left his room and closing the door. "If you had enough and decide to speak to me with some dignity then let me know." With that she went out onto her balcony looking over the forest.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 8:30 am
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel grunted in pain, but managed to make it to the bed to lay down before collapsing. This wasn't just a simple request, this time, it was his dignity. He wouldn't give in to her....he wouldn't....he'd sooner...have his tongue...cut out...and his....voice...silenced.....before ever calling her....mistress..... "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 2:48 pm
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «Boris let out a small growl at her biting his arm only to tilt his head to the side and vanish before reappearing inside his cage, his tail flicking behind him and his ears flattened. "Cheshie doesn't know... He just changes colors and forms as if it was as normal as night and day," he murmured softly while picking up a pillow and fluffing it.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 3:55 am
Cleopatra:She waited then heightened the pain just enough to make sure he won’t pass out. She looked over the forest sighing then sat down in the chair closing her eyes. Alexandra:Alexandra sat up o her arms smiling at the kitten. "Now why do you go sit here? Come here to me." She patted the pillow next to hers and smiled invitingly.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2012 6:53 pm
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel couldn't stand it any longer. He screamed in pain, though he was sure the room was soundproofed, tears streaming down gis cheeks. He still did not give in to Cleo, but screaming seemed to allow his mind to become dulled to the pain. Even so, her words about breaking him echoed in her mind... "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 6:34 pm
..: Børįß “Čhėśhìre” Åîrāÿ :..
» Čhėśhìre Førm B «Boris remained seated inside his cage, his tail still lightly flicking behind him, his ears remaining flat back and his back remained directed towards Alexandra. "Cheshie is feeling a little tired right now," he mumbled only to shift into his cat form, kicking the pillows into a giant pile and slipping inside of the stack. Once hidden underneath the messy pile of pillows, he curled into a ball and closed his eyes. He wasn't tired, but somehow Alexandra's tone sounded like an irked Alice and so it upset him.» Čhėśhìre Førm € «
» Čhėśhìre Førm D «{( | Out. Of. Cuddles: ~ | )}
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 10:12 pm
Cleopatra:"He still didn’t come back yet. I wonder if he will die soon like a stupid fool." Cleo talked absently to herself as she lay on her bed playing with a red ribbon. It was interesting that he lasted this long but its getting to be a bore. Would he really kill himself over a word. She waited patiently watching the door. Alexandra:Now now kitten don’t be like that. Your mistress wants to play so you have to. Should I bring my sister down here or are you coming out? Nap time is only when I say it can be." Alex was starting to get impatient as she sat on the big bed her eyes losing its cheerful glint. The cat had no idea what he had around his neck.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 12:49 am
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel stumbled out of the room, still gasping and cursing in pain. He looked up at Cleo, his eyes angry, but the tortured pain in them was in no way being hidden. "What....the....hell....do....you....want....from....me....?" "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 5:07 am
Cleopatra:A smile of tryamph was splayed over her features and she sat up looking a the boy with no sympathy. "I want respect and I demand respect. Now what am I of you? Choose your words carefully." Her eyes where set on him in a cruel satisfaction enjoying to see him in pain.
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2012 8:51 am
And when he gets to Heaven,to Saint Peter he will tell...Aingel stared up at her. In his eyes was anger, but it was battling....something else. His mind was torn between the natural instinct to survive, and need to die with dignity. Would he really reduce himself to this woman's slave just to continue to exist? He could feel himself fading....not dying, exactly, but fading, as if his existence was being ripped apart molecule by molecule....soon there would literally be nothing left of him, as if he were never there at all....He looked away from her...was it really a fate worse than death...? Was he really going to let himself disappear into thin air...? Did he...no longer have control over his fate...? Aingel looked back at her, helplessly. "Please....make it stop...." A single tear rolled down his cheek as he stared up at her. At his torturer. At his savior. At his....his.... "...Mistress...." "One more soldier reporting, sir. I've served my time in Hell."
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