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 Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:14 pm
Vivian Lee Green  xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ;Vivian sat in her living room, with the lights dimly lit; in a large throne, perhaps a little too big for her, but she sat there anyway. Truly, she awaited the arrival of her new slave, Ema. She was supposed to be arriving soon, and Viv could not wait to meet her. Perhaps it was because she would have a companion, and would not be left alone with just her maids or her butler. Vivian was rather excited, and just wanted to scream from it, but knew to keep her stern and straight face; for she did not want to come off as a push over, because indeed she was not.
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Soon after sitting in her chair for over an hour, she got up from her seat, and began pacing back a forth slowly at first, but then picking up the pace. Her maid, Angela came into the living room, and tried convincing Vivian to sit down, but she simply said no, she was anxious. Finally she went to the large front door and peeked out of the little window; only to see absolutely nothing. She hated when the guards were never on time, and to be completely honest, did not understand why the slaves could not walk to the house alone. Soon, she decided to sit back down, and drink red wine.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:30 pm
Ema was dragged towards her new home, a guard on either side of her, holding a dual leash as if she were some maniac that went psycho and bit people. She growled through the gag in her mouth, earning herself a slap to the face. The guard hadn't noticed that Ema had been chewing through the gag the whole way to the mansion. Ema finally broke through the gag.
"BASTARDS!" She screamed, baring her fangs.
The guard quickly yanked on the leash, choking her. He continued choking her, not noticing a maid in the window, watching them.
((Sorry it's a bit short compared to yours, but it'll be longer as I get things to reply with. Promise. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:40 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; That's fine. Post what you think fits best.Vivian had just finished off the red wine she had, when she heard a bunch of commotion nearing the door. "Lady Vivian..the guards are choking a poor girl outside!" Her maid yelled from the window. Vivian's eyes widened, as she placing her wine glass on the side table. Getting up from her seat, she walked to the door and looking out of the window seeing a young girl, being dragged to her front door.
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Opening the door, Vivian's facial expression changed to a very hateful one. Glaring at the guards as if she had just been through hell and back, she gritted her teeth. "What the hell do you think you are doing to this young girl!" she screamed loudly, making the maid behind her jump slightly. "She is not some animal you can treat like this! Release her, and get the hell off my property!" she then stated, as the guards released the young girl.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:51 pm
The guard looked at the woman blankly, before releasing Ema so violently, the girl fell to the ground, panting and choking. He purposely stepped on her hand as he left, causing a yelp to emit from Ema's throat. Ema turned and glared at the guard, raising her hand for a moment. Her hand began to glow, but she sighed and shook her head, putting it back down.
'He's not worth my time..' Ema told herself. 'Just an ignorant human.'
Ema's gaze went back down to the ground in front of her, as the truck they had come in drove off with the guards in it. She was shocked that those jerks got paid for what they did.
Ema looked up at the woman, before blushing and looking back at the ground. She had been beaten into never to look at a mistress, but yet she just had!
"I... um.. Thanks, I guess..." Ema said shyly.
{{EDIT}}
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 7:09 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; Seeing what the guard had done to the young girl made Vivian livid. She could not stand how a slave would get treated like some kind of rat or something. They are, after all, beings. Just like the guard and the mistress themselves. It just could not click as to why guards were so nasty, and could not just be nice for once. Vivian stood there in a gaze as the guards drove off, for about fifteen minutes before turning her attention back to Ema.
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Vivian knelt down in front of the young girl, and raised her hand. Scanning over Ema's hand, she made sure no damage was done, and released the collar from around her neck. "Are you alright, dear?" she then question, lifting Ema's chin, that way Vivian could see her face. She was very cute; her dark pink hair, and eyes. Her frail skin, and gentle hands. Vivian could simply not resist. This girl was gorgeous. "Come. Let me show you to your room." She then stated, standing back up, and helping Ema to her feet. She then turned, and stepped back inside, and asked her maid to refill her wine glass.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 7:52 pm
Ema was in a daze. This woman was actually being kind to her! She had never had a kind mistress... Only abusive ones! Ema dusted herself off outside the front door of the house, slipped her shoes off inside on the mat and followed her mistress, barefoot. She had dusty shoes, so she was being polite by taking them off. Ema shook slightly, nervous as to what this woman wanted from her. She went up to her new mistress and looked at her curiously, her deep amethyst eyes shimmering.
"W-why did you purchase me? Not to be rude in any way, but I'm nothing special. I only cause problems. Not that I mean to cause them, but... Sorry, I've said too much... Ema sighed, looking away from her mistress. "I'm Ema, by the way."
Ema stared at her feet, turning away from her mistress sadly. She was keeping something important from her. Something extremely important. Just knowing she would be punished at some point, Ema shook her head, shaking the thoughts of her mistress hating her out of her mind.
{Sorry this took so long. Got sidetracked.}
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:12 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; That's alright. That happens to me a lot. Vivian silently walked back over to the table sitting beside her chair, and picked up the glass of wine. Taking a sip, she turned around and scanned over Ema's body, slightly. It was not too much, but it was enough. A small smile graced Vivian's lips, as she stepped towards the stairs. "I purchased you to be my company. I get rather lonely in the big house, with only my maids and butler." She stated, before going up two steps on the stairs.
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Turning around, she noticed that Ema was still standing at the bottom of the stairs. "If you cause problems, we will work them out. Plain and simple. Also, we will have to work on your communication skills." she exclaimed, realizing Ema was a bit timid. "You seem a little timid. Now, come. We have a lot to cover before the day ends." she then added, continuing up the stairs a little ways. She then stopped, and took another sip of her wine, before continuing.
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Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 8:31 pm
Ema looked at her mistress in shock, amazed she hadn't asked what she was keeping from her. Ema shook off the shock and followed her mistress up the stairs. She started worrying what would happen to her if she snapped. Ema had a secret side of her she didn't like to show.
"I'm kindof surprised you're not asking what I meant by problems... Most people would've smacked me for not telling them. It's happened more than once.." Ema mumbled, looking at the stairs beneath her. "Well you may as well know now, before it happens."
Ema took a deep breath and sighed, looking back up at her mistress.
"I'm not just a vampire. I used to be in a large wealthy family of vampires. My baby sister was going to be taken as a slave, so I went in her place. I'm also a magician. If I lose control of my emotions, my eyes glow red and I'd snap. The only way to get me out of that state is to spank me. Most mistresses would use a whip, since it worked better to snap me out of it and get their point across. My previous mistress wanted me to give you this..." Ema finished, sighing and pulling a note out from the pocket she had on her dress. "My previous mistress was the only one who could handle me without abuse.. I really loved her.."
Ema handed the note to her new mistress. It read:
"For the new mistress of Ema,
There are a few things you need to know about her. She loses control of her powers quite easily, and would disobey any order when in the state of overload. She won't respond to any punishment other than a butt whipping. I even tried starving her. She will behave for a while once you whip her, but no place other than her butt should be whipped. She won't respond to violence, but to a punishment out of disappointment or love will work. I put a lot of work into teaching Ema to control her powers, but she will need a firm hand to lead her. Sometimes she won't act herself, and in that situation a spanking is needed. She's just a child, and is extremely sensitive in that area. She may be a slave, but be kind to her. She falls in love easily, and will make a fine pleasure slave. She's aware of sexual acts, and loves to play games. She's extremely loving, but can be defiant. Remember, that's the only punishment that gets through to her. I had my old leather whip sent with her. She has it hooked onto her back. She is ordered to give it to you, or be punished by you for refusing. So, take care of her. Thank you."
Ema sighed, watching her mistress reading the letter. She unhooked the whip from her back and handed it to her.
"Here. You'll need this at some point. Trust me." Ema said.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 1:57 am
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; Vivian continued walking up the stairs, but listened intently to every word Ema spoke. This seemed like something she could help control, and decided to do just that. "The reason I did not ask is because in my opinion, if someone has a problem, and they need to tell someone, everyone should wait until that person is ready to tell someone." Vivian said, glancing over her shoulder, and casting a slight smile at Ema. Reaching a long corridor, Ema began speaking once more, and Viv listened. "I do believe there is a possibility that I could help you control your little, we are going to call them, episodes. And I will do everything in my power, to do just that. And also, I would never think of using abuse to keep you under control, I think that is wrong on all levels, but if it is a butt whipping you need, that is what you shall receive." she began, before taking a pause. "Also, I plan on keeping you around for a while, so I need to help you out." she then stated, turning to the first door.
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Vivian waited a moment before opening the door in front of her, and motioning Ema inside. She then took the note Ema had in her hand a began reading it. It seemed to her that Ema's last mistress loved her a lot, and did not want any harm to behold her. Vivian nodded a couple of times before, folding the note and putting it in her kimono pocket. "I understand what you must behold once you go into your other state," she began, before taking another pause. "and I will make sure that is the only thing I do to get you out of it. I would not use violence, because violence only make the matters worse." she then finished, taking the whip Ema had in her hand. Vivian the tied the whip on the side of her kimono, and walked inside the room.
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The room was a light pink color, and had a lot of luxurious things inside; a masculine bed, which looked like that of a princess's. Two dressers, white with five drawers and clothes inside. A little pink rug, which had ruffle type edges. She walked over to the curtains, and tied each back with a ribbon, letting the sun shine in, which lit up the room. "This is your room. I hope you like it." she stated, as a smile graced her lips once more. The room was specially designed for Ema, considering she would be at Vivian's estate for quite some time. "Please get settled in, and meet me back downstairs." she then added, walking out of the room and down the corridor. Upon arrival at the stairs, Vivian called for her maid to get her another glass of red wine, then continued gracefully down the stairs. Once in the living room, she sat in her throne like chair, as thoughts began racing through her mind, she was unsure of what to think, but simply shook the thoughts away.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 8:49 am
Ema smiled slightly, glad her mistress was understanding about her condition. She watched her mistress leave the room, and sighed once she was gone. She looked around the room. She knew it was custom done for her, because it was all pink. A small smile crossed her lips. She loved the room. It was obvious to her that the woman wanted her here, and wanted her to feel welcome. Ema pulled a pictureframe of her baby sister out of her chest pocket and looked at it, tearing up slightly.
"Looks like I've finally got a home, sis.. I just wish you were here.." Ema sighed, brushing the dust off of the frame.
Ema walked up to the bedside table and set the frame on it. She explored the room, looking in the walk-in closet. Her clothes and some new ones were already unpacked and hanging up. She moved to the bathroom, finding a large tub with jacuzzi type jets in it, all types of bath soaps, shampoo, shower gel with moisturizer, and more. She then walked back into the bedroom, smiling. She walked over to the window, looking outside. The view was amazing. She went over to the extra dressers, which were next to the walk-in closet's door.
'It's nice here...' Ema thought. 'I think I'll stay here a while.. at least until she's sick of me.'
Ema searched around the dressers, and liked all the clothes. She stopped searching and closed the dressers, before retreating from the room, and walking back down the stairs, into the livingroom.
"I'm here.." Ema called out.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 2:32 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; Vivian got up from her seat, and walked into the kitchen. She grabbed the bottle of wine, and a glass, then walked outside. Looking down at the glass, she did not even understand why she had it. She soon threw the glass into the bushes and opened the wine bottle. Holding it up to the sky, "This is for you, love." was all she said, before simply chugging half the bottle. Once finished, she wiped her face, and walked back inside, giving the wine bottle to her maid, and returning to her throne.
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'What am I gonna do...' she thought to herself whilst looking downward at her lap, before noticing the arrival of Ema in front of her. She looked up, and smiled. "Do you like your room, dear?" she then asked, standing to her feet, and walking over to her. "Come, it's time to eat." she then stated, before Ema could reply, walking into the kitchen. She then looked back over her shoulder to make sure Ema was following her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 3:42 pm
Ema smiled and nodded.
"It was nice.." Ema replied, following her mistress. "By the way, what should I call you? I forgot to ask what you prefer to go by."
Ema looked up at her mistress, smelling wine on her breath. She said nothing, not wanting to anger her. She followed her mistress into the kitchen, still smiling slightly. Ema was liking it here, already. She walked up to her mistress, wondering if she had any specific tasks here. Ema couldn't cook for her life, but had always wanted to learn.
'Maybe this is a good thing...' Ema thought. 'She seems to want to help me...'
Ema sighed and sat on a stool, contemplating the situation she was in. She missed her baby sister, but always kept hope that they'd meet again.
{Sorry for being so short with this post, I didn't have much to work with. ^^;}
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Posted: Wed Oct 20, 2010 4:41 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; That's alright, I had writers block, and was unsure of what to write. Vivian continued on towards the stove, but listened intently as Ema spoke. She bent down, her black lace panties slightly showing, and grabbed a few pans from underneath the stove. Leaning back up, she turned the stove on, and went to the refrigerator. Opening it, she grabbed some chicken, and the a few blood tablets. She also grabbed some spices from the cabinet, before turning back the Ema. "My name is Vivian," she stated as a small smile graced her lips. "but you can call me Vi, or Viv. Which ever you prefer." she then added, turning back to the stove. She reached on top of the refrigerator and grabbed the cooking oil. Pouring the oil into the pans the shuffled the oil around, and placed the chicken in one pan, went to the freezer and grabbed some fish, placing it in another pan, then grabbing a few onions. She began dicing the onions, but paused and grabbed celery, and starting dicing that as well. Once finished diced, she placed both the celery and onions in the last pan.
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Once she finished letting the onions and celery saturate, she added a few spices to eat pan. "Ema, might I ask, how old are you?" she then stated, continuing to cook. She then went to the cupboard and grabbed two wine glasses, and a new bottle of red wine. She poured a little red wine in her glass, then the blood tablets in Ema's. She then handed Ema the glass, and toasted before taking a sip of her red wine. She then went around the center counter, and sat on a stool beside Ema. "I have a few questions for you, Ema." she stated, crossing her legs and arms. "First, do you know how to cook?" she asked, taking another sip of wine. "Second, if not, do you want to learn?" she then added, before calling for her maid. "And third, can you tell me a little about you and your past?" she said, as the maid walked in.
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"Yes, mistress?" her maid asked, bowing slightly to both Ema and Vivian. "Can you finish cooking, I have to talk with our new guest." she stated, nodding towards the stove. "Yes, ma'am." the maid answered, walking gracefully over to the stove, and continuing the supper. Vivian was very curious about a lot of things that went on in Ema's past, but wanted to find out little at a time. She did not want to pressure her. She then got up and walked over to the dinning room, and sat down at the table. She then looked over her shoulder and motioned for Ema to join her, instead of sitting by herself.
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Posted: Thu Oct 21, 2010 4:11 am
Ema smiled, and with a nod, followed her mistress into the diningroom, taking a seat next to her. Ema smiled and laughed softly, hearing her mistress's question about cooking.
"I can't cook for my life, but I've always been eager to learn with someone patient." Ema replied, smiling at her mistress.
Ema's smile faded when Vivian asked about her past. She sighed and looked away, wondering if she would disapprove if she knew the whole story. She sighed heavily, looking back at Vivian.
"It's a long story... Well it started when my father had a gambling addiction. He ran my mother into a financial rut. She had to make a deal with some gangsters, which she didn't realize were slave traders until they threatened to murder my baby sister Anabella when my father couldn't pay for a trade, and refused to sell her into slavery to pay for it.' Ema sighed and paused, starting to tear up slightly, from the saddening memories. "I got in front of my baby sister before they could kill her, and demanded I go in her place as a slave. At first my mother refused, but I insisted I go to protect them. I still think about my mother and baby sister every day. Not a second goes by I'm not worried about if they're safe after I was sold."
Ema paused, before continuing to explain how the gangsters tricked her desperate money needing father into making a trade of his prized possessions for cash to pay off the bills. He didn't realize by "prized possessions", they meant his precious youngest daughter, to have as a pleasure slave. Ema explained how she doesn't know where her mother and father were, but knew her baby sister Anabella was in an area where she couldn't come see Ema. She then realized after explaining that; her sister meant a slave trade by can't get out.
"Oh my goodness... She's in a slave warehouse..." Ema said in shock. "OH MY GOD! Can we go get her? Please? She needs our help!"
Ema looked at her mistress pleadingly.
{I have a cute girl to be Ema's little sister. She's a lot younger than Ema. She's 7 years old. :]
If you don't want another character, I can edit this post so Ema doesn't mention her sister. But the little sister's really cute. She's shy, softspoken, polite.. The complete opposite of Ema. xD}
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Posted: Fri Oct 22, 2010 1:16 pm
Vivian Lee Green xxxxxxxxxVivian Says ; I'd be delighted to, should I pick her up in the market? Vivian took another sip of her wine, before sitting her glass on the cup holder. Vivian listened intently to what Ema had to say, nodding a few times as she spoke. Vivian giggled hearing Ema's response about the cooking. "If you'd like," she began, before taking a pause. "I can teach you how to cook, little at a time." she then continued smiling widely. She then sniffed the air, and smelled something delicious. Supper was almost done; she could tell. She then picked up her glass and took another sip; and place it back down on the table. She then turned slightly in her seat, now facing Ema directly.
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Vivian's facial expression changed to a depressed look as she listened to Ema's past, and about her baby sister. It was a terrible tragedy and Vivian wanted to do something to help her. "Oh my..." Vivian exclaimed, looking slightly downward. "that's awful, Ema. I'm terribly sorry to hear all of this, and to bring up such a painful subject. I just needed to know what I was dealing with, is all. I won't bring it up again." she the stated, placing a hand on Ema's. A few moments later a maid came in and placed a letter on the table beside Vivian. She picked it up as the maid walked away, and read the front, The Slave Market was imprinted on the cover in capitol letters. ▂▂ ▂▂ ▂▂ ▂▂ Vivian then looked up from the letter, quickly, hearing Ema say that her baby sister was in a slave warehouse. Vivian thought about her request quietly for a a few moments, before simply saying, "Yes, we'll go right away." She then called for her butler to go get the car, that they would be having another guest, and to get another bed put in Ema's room. She then got up from her seat, and walked into the living room, only to grab her jacket and stand by the door. She knew what she was doing was crazy, but she didn't care. She wanted to help, and that's exactly what she was going to do.
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