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 Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 7:49 pm
Matt opened the door and was shocked to see Marius. "M-master?!" Despite Matt's desire to have the master to himself he was quite shocked to see him in his room. He had up to this point thought the Master only had interest in females and thought he was an amusing "pet". Matt blushed at the master's arrival. "What can I do sire?" Matt said a bit nervous.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 8:01 pm
ஜ ஒ ண- -இ ஆ ௰
Marius didn't ask for an invitation to enter the room. Not saying anything, he closed the door behind him and leaned back against the door. He brought the slave close to his body and held him tight, the thoughts rapidly coming back to him from earlier. He did find his only male slave quite attractive in many ways. It had been quite some time since Marius had owned a half-breed. He released Matt only enough to unhook his kilt and have it drop to the floor. The buldge in his pants, had been released from its thethering prison and stood hard, waiting for his slave.
[[enter le sexy time dramallama ]]
[[i wanted a fun time, just because]]
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 8:31 pm
OOC: rolleyes Oh brother... Later: Matt got dressed after the master had left he was a bit drained form the experience. He wondered what time it was it and started to practice his magic for tonight.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 9:37 pm
 She hid the evidence of the pillow she had mauled in her fit under her bed and amongst the sheets. Gracelyn washed her face to hide the fact of her tears, brushed her hair and braided it to clean the tangled mess of pulling. Dressed in a light chinese silk dress, the color of blood- the only color she looked good in. She felt a little more at ease, despite the ache in her form. She flinched at the sound of her door- biting her lip, perhaps she hadn't calmed as much as she'd hoped. Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her right ear, she opened her door and smiled. " Hello, Rose- my you look lovely in your new dress! Please come in." Gracelyn would stand aside, allowing the girl into her Sienna colored room. " Did you come to brainstorm your talent?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 11:51 pm
 Rose Byrne Rose came in, blushing at the compliment. She was still getting used to be treated kindly. It wasn't the treatment she had received most of her life, and therefore she was not used to it really. Shyly, she sat in a chair in the room. She looked around, thinking that she somewhat liked this room better than her own, but it had more windows and seemed brighter. Personally she liked a room without windows, which she had found one without windows that she liked, but it was without a bathroom and therefore not to her liking.
Rose smiled then at Gracelyn. "Yes, I am. Do you perhaps have any ideas? I am at a loss..." Rose bit her lip, looking down shyly. She was admittedly scared about tonight. She didn't know what she had to offer for a talent, and she had to be scantily clad. She did not know if she liked that part, seeing as she only owned two dresses, and one was dirty and old, as well as see through.
Rose sat there silently, tapping her feet to a melody in her head. She thought and thought and smiled before looking up at Gracelyn. "I'll figure it out some other time. Perhaps I will just start doing something suddenly once I have an audience..." Rose just wanted to go to her room and wait for tonight now. She was scared and didn't want to end up freaking out some. She stood and left after giving Gracelyn a hug, and began walking through the house, not really paying attention.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:01 am
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
Marius finished rather quickly, and for some reason, didn't much enjoy himself other than to be released. Matt wasn't so into it. In fact, he was practically not even there. Marius wan't happy with Matt after that ordeal. He returned to his room to freshen up, and redress in his kilt. It was past dark now, and his company would be arriving within the hour. He went to his studio and took the stairs to the loft within. He searched his desk first for another burlap satchel for Rose should she gain any prizes that evening.
He then picked up his tablet and dimmed the lights remotely. He turned on some fast-paced, hard metal music that mimicked his mood. His mood had just heightened from beyond unhappy. Master Marius was downright angry.
He slammed the tablet on the desk and leaned far back in his chair, his hands knotted behind his head, eyes closed.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 7:07 am
And just as quickly as the smaller girl had visited she had left. Gracelyn had accepted the hug, being sure to squeeze the girl tightly. She watched her leave and slowly closed the door. Seems Rose hadn't needed her help... or maybe not wanted it. Gracelyn worried she had done something wrong, she'd had a few ideas... perhaps Rose had come up with something. Shaking her head, she looked in the mirror and then away. The woman in the reflection was not familiar anymore. Only a single day- and... Gracelyn picked up a feather off her floor. She needed to find a better place to hide the shredded contents of the pillow. She went to the window and organized the gems she hadn't exchanged. She had bought a few small bottles filled with various brilliantly colored liquids and they too were lined along the sill. She removed her gloves and gently picked up the brilliant orange gem she hadn't been able to part with. It was the size of a small apple, warm from the sun, the light reflecting through it like honey. Gracelyn hummed softly and the gem began to glow a deep sunset color. She gasped- it... it reacted to her? She hummed softly, a few notes and it seemed to pulse and glimmer. She sat on the bench seat below the window and began to sing softly to the gem. Delighting in the responsive glimmers and shines. She did this until night fell. Contenting herself in the gem, the silence of her room with only her voice. She swallowed, putting her gloves back on and resting the gem on the windowsill, " Thank you for listening." The gem shimmered as if to answer. Gracelyn changed into something... slightly more revealing. Black and red lace gown which covered her form but left her uncovered. She hoped her master would like it- if not, the black lace panties and bra would have to do. She... really hadn't enjoyed performing topless. Barefoot in her outfit, she walked silently to the kitchen to find something to eat. But she paused by the studio- that music was... so harsh. It made her anxiety rise, but- wouldn't the only one in there be their master? It...didn't seem like the kind of music for guests. She worried... she didn't know is habits well, but music like that. She swallowed. Very slowly, she tested the door- if she found it open, she would look in and up to see if he was in his loft. If she found it locked... she would wait.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:49 am
Rose Byrne Rose went to her room after a bit of wandering around. She knew her old dress was dirty, but it was quite see through, so she planned to wash it as best she could. As soon as she got in her room, she snatched up her old dress and studied it. It was only ever washed when she was taken to auction, and that had been years ago.
With a sigh she went to her bathroom and began to wash it by hand in the sink. When she was done, she smiled, pleased with herself. But, how was she going to dry it? Rose's smile dissipated and she began to think. She couldn't wear a wet dress. It could make her sick. So, how to dry it?
It was then that Rose remembered the fireplace in her room. Carefully, she started a small warm fire in it, then hung her wet dress outside it so it would dry. Pleased with herself, Rose lay on the bed, the warmth of the fire spreading through her room and making her sleepy. She dozed off and wouldn't wake until someone came in to wake her for that night's performance.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:56 am
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
A stark light penetrated the dark room and fell across Marius' closed eyes. He sat up and saw Gracelyn peeking through the studio door. He grabbed at his tabled and turned off the music, and slowly raised the lights to adjust to his eyes. He stood and walked over to the half wall that overlooked the studio. "You may enter," he said.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:12 am
WIth his permission she stepped into the room. She stayed by the door, golden head bowed, gloved hands laced before her. Her eyes wouldn't adjust quickly to the changes of light, it was best to remain demure. She didn't intend to run however if this was the tell-tale of a sour mood... wouldn't anyone want the chance to slip out quickly. She spoke only loud enough to be heard, " Forgive my intrusion, Sir. I... I worried you were unwell...music like that so close to a show. May I- may I ask if you are alright?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:33 am
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
Marius shook his head and explained he wasn't in the best of moods. In fact, he was in a horrid mood. He stayed up in his loft and dismissed his slave. He returned to his seat but didn't touch the music on his tablet. He heard the dirigible in the air above the house. He stood and went to wait out on the porch to welcome his guests. The guests arrived, some already slightly intoxicated, and Marius led them inside. They took their seats, and Marius went outside of the studio and intercommed his slaved.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 10:42 am
Rose Byrne Rose sighed as she woke. She had been having a very pleasant dream and wished to be a sleep again. What woke her, she did not know, but she figured she should get ready. So she got up and changed into her now dry dress. She looked down and shivered at how easily see through it was. She then headed to the bathroom to do her hair.
Once in the bathroom, she brushed her hair and put some braids in it, little roses in the braids. She had found them in her room, which made her happy. They were sweet smelling and lightened her mood. A plus of that was how they made her look. Their bright and deep red contrasted with her black hair, and made her seem even more pale, but not to a point that seemed horrible.
Smiling, she skipped barefoot from her room. She was always barefoot actually. She skipped through the house until she came across her master, to whom she smiling happily at and hugged suddenly. She had rested, and was full of energy, though still uncomfortable in the dress as it covered her, but revealed just about everything.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 11:07 am
She wanted to stay when he dismissed her. She'd even taken a step towards him after the command. Her tone had been sad, without bitterness but filled with discontent, " If that is your will." A long hesitation before she had stepped out into the hall. She had closed the door behind her and stood by it. There was no reason to go far. Why was he so upset? Had something gone wrong? Perhaps fewer guests then expected? What if it had been something one of them had done? What ifi t was something she had done? Rubbing her wrists, she shook her head, taking a deep breath and exhaling. She heard the call for them, but she had never left. She had stayed by- just in case... just in case he needed her. Even if to yell at. Head bowed, chewing her lip- she would have to do very well tonight. It would lift his mood. More money for him meant a better mood. She would find a way to help Rose, work with Matt and still hold her own.
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2012 9:23 pm
Matt changed his clothes and left his room he had a feeling the show was about to begin he hoped Grace would sing another mournful song. How he enjoyed the macabre. He was unsure how his master felt about him perhaps his servants were nothing more then toys to him he was unsure. But he could not resist the masters looks.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2012 6:28 am
ஜ ஒ ண--இ ஆ ௰
When the slaves arrived at the door, Rose happily embraced him in a hug. He saw her dress was sheen, and it could possibly pass for acceptable, but if the crowd wanted more, they would have more of her. Dress or no dress. Gracelyn and Matt came down, and without so much more than a head nod of approval, Marius allowed his slaves inside.
He pulled Rose aside for a moment though.
"Tonight you are to entertain my guests in any means you can. You will be protected by a caged platform so they can't tough you unless you get too close to the bars. Also, they are not allowed to touch anyway, so just give a shout to me if they do. If they like you, they will toss you gifts and coins. If they don't like you, well, you won't earn much."
Marius let Rose through and returned to the loft when they were all within their cages. He hit a button on his tablet and the lights dimmed somewhat. He put on some slower, introductory type of music, but not slow enough to put his guests to sleep. He sat at the edge of his lost, overlooking the entire room as the music belted out in the surround sound speakers throughout the studio. He wanted to see exactly how they performed that night. He wanted to make sure he'd get his money's worth.
OOC: Sorry for the delay. Busy weekend.
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