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PostSubject: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeMon Nov 05, 2012 1:31 am

~Setting~
Outside the building looked relatively non-descript, it wasn't in a particularly good neighbourhood or in a particularly bad one. It was tall, perhaps two levels and it was made from a dark grey slate though the windows were all covered by thick black drapes. One of the most telltale signs that it was more than it seemed was the utter cleanliness of the sidewalk and building, the small telltale signs that there was money in the seemingly simple ornaments on the house...and on the expensive cars and well dressed people who climbed out of those cars.

Within the building, once you stepped within the door the semblance of normality was lost, the decor was tasteful and the carpet beneath your feet plush and soft to the touch. The drapes on the windows velvet and there are chandeliers hanging from the ceiling in the large rooms.

You continue onwards, moving through the rooms and the throngs of people that are well dressed in designer outfits and glitzy jewellery and it makes you wonder why would such people be in a place like this. Boredom...intrigue, curiosity? So many posibilities. You take a glass of wine from the tray of one of the servers and continue onwards - once beyond the curtain was a world so much different from before but still it screamed of elegance and money.

Eyes would automatically draw up to the stage ahead where several owners stood off to the side as their slaves or pets were displayed to the audiences. There appeared to be many races and types on display most commonly were humans but it catered to demons and devils and many other supernatural species as well both in slave/pet and in owner. Many were trained to please a certain kink while others perhaps needed a little more breaking as some looked more willing than others to be chained to the floor, lights falling over their bodies, exposing smooth skin while others were broken in already and bared thin marks and thicker chains.

Over to the side were booths with tables where many people sat, possibly already with slaves and pets if they were looking to add to their collection. Opposite them were booths of a different type, shops that sold rings, jewelry, whips, chains, toys, and other accessories for their slaves. And further in, there were doors that lead to rooms. One could guess what they were used for. After all, why buy something if you aren’t going to use it? Next to each door was a candle and depending whether they were lighted or not determined if the room was occupied.

A strange but elaborate environment, however despite the dealings that were going on, most of the slaves/pets looked happy as well as the masters. The two groups were easy to tell apart, though there were definitely some pets that were spoiled and a lot more clothed.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeTue Nov 06, 2012 1:23 am

This was Dominique's fourth time through the slave house, and he knew these walls, the elaborate crystal chandeliers and plush Oriental carpeting well. He knew too the chains, always the chains that ran through bolts in both the wall and floor and kept him and the others where they should be: at the feet of their Masters. What he didn't know, was what seemed to come so readily to others -- how to please those Masters, be the kind of slave or pet they desired and wanted and demanded. This was the reason for his familiarity with the auction, this was the reason he sat once again at the back of the large room with the less desirable slaves and this was the reason for the criss cross of marks upon his back, shoulders and thighs. Although not the reason for all his markings, which were varied and wide-ranging, from mottled, thick scars in a hash mark pattern that crossed his every limb, to brandings to intrusive piercings, including a chain that literally dangled from the flesh of his throat, pierced deep into the skin there with a heavy pendant hanging from the end of it.

The markings were one reason he was so undervalued and desired as a slave -- he looked broken, burned, tortured beyond even what the most rebellious slave was by the most sadistic master and it made owners and other pets alike recoil at the sight of him. He couldn't be displayed as the more beautiful slaves were, or used for...other means. His temperament was another reason, he was -too- shy, too weak and downtrodden. He barely lifted a finger for himself, and although pliable slaves were desired, a Master rather preferred ones who would at the very least feed themselves before dying of starvation, but Dominique barely cared enough to do that. The main reason though would be perhaps his demeanor. He feared -everything- -- no one could touch him, even gently, without him scrunching back in fear, even sometimes starting to cry or scream in terror, especially if he was surrounded by many people. And as he was practically useless as a house servant, labor, or trophy, his inability to stand even the slightest sensual touch made him unfit for a sex slave, the last possible use for slaves like him. So he was often returned to the auction, sold again to a Master that tried to shape him into something useful, and then brought back again to repeat the process again.

Even now he barely registered what was occuring, his current Master having tranquilized him for the journey. He was dressed in simple black silk trousers and a sleeveless white tunic with a sash, an attempt to make him more presentable, but he sat dully, leaning back against the wall, fingering the chains that trailed over his arms every so often and looking around the room with blurry, unfocused eyes. To another Master then, to be abused or beat or yelled at or forgotten. What did it even matter?
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeTue Nov 06, 2012 1:57 am

A tall male walked down the hallway, taking a glass of wine as he went while golden eyes shifted around him taking in his surroundings and he made his way slowly around, finding all possible exits before continuing onwards. His skin was lightly tanned and smooth, flawless and the long black hair that reached his waist was pulled back loosely at the nape of his neck with a emerald green tie that matched his eyes. He was dressed elegantly in black pants that showed off his long legs, matched with it he wore leather pants and a matching belt. Over the top he wore a silky button up top that was a pale gold, the buttons were open from his collarbone and he wore a golden necklace around his throat a matching earring in his ear.

Once he moved into the back his gaze shifted looking for the target he was after. It was difficult to accomplish such a task in a place such as this, he needed to appear as if he had money and that he was here for the same reason as everyone else - to find himself a new play toy. But to be honest it sickened him to see such an array of slaves for sale. For people to see them as no different than possessions, like cattle or an animal...

The emerald gaze paused in its surveying of all the different slaves and pets. One of the males was slender and almost pretty as he sat there with the palest silvery blonde hair he'd seen and pale blue eyes, pale skin to match...one would have almost contemplated him being an angel. But despite the clothing he wore it was not difficult to see the scars that spanned that pale skin, they covered him and it made him feel slightly sick to see such a thing. It appeared to be a mix of new and old.

As he walked closer he paused hearing a conversation between slender male with slicked back blonde hair and a greasy smile and a few others. He was talking reasonably loudly about the particular slave he'd been looking at, complaining about how he wasn't good for anything despite his almost angelic appearance the male was so docile it was irritating. The shy, weak and fragile countenance was cute to begin with but that it was impossible to touch the boy without him crying or screaming or some such nonsense.

As the discussion continued Likereal felt further sickened when one of the other members made a comment that they could deal with that since the boy had such a pretty face, even if his body was marred it didn't matter for sexual fantasies. When the current owner stated that the male tended to freak out with even the slightest touch the older male just smirked and stated that's what drugs were for, he didn't need him to be in his right mind. he seemed docile enough at the moment doped up. He would just do the same any time he needed his services with releasing his sexual tension.

Likereal walked away as they laughed amongst themselves and continued their discussion.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeTue Nov 06, 2012 2:38 am

Dominique heard the vulgar talk of the two men but paid it no mind, if only because he was too doped up to really register the meaning. He would have freaked out if he'd truly contemplated what the other had in store for him. He did wonder if his current Master would reveal his background -- a mix breed, part angelic stock and part demonic. Depending on the buyer that could increase the desire and price, but more often than not it didn't. Some feared the power of angels, even half-breed fallen and broken angels like him. Dominique was born of a Fallen angel mother and incubus father, if he were...a different boy he could have been the most popular slave at the auction, highly desired.

But he'd been destroyed long ago, held prisoner and tortured and nobody wanted a broken toy. Those glossy crystal blue eyes flicked over the men, staring at them blankly as they talked of him like an object, a thing, and fell upon a dark-skinned, dark haired male watching the other two with...something of a look of disgust on his face. That was odd to see in a place like this. Dominique stared at him glassily, not really seeing, although he could sense something of familiar energy surrounding the male. He wondered idly if that meant he was demon or angel or both or neither -- you could be anything in a place like this.

His master broke from the other man and bade him rise to his feet, interrupting his idly study of the strange male. He did try, gave a valiant effort, but his limbs were jelly and he had to be jerked up by his chains, the collar around his neck used to haul him to his feet, choking him til he coughed. His current Master grabbed his hair and tilted his head back to the other male could get a clearer look at the merchandise he wanted. A soft whining noise sounded in the back of the silver-haired boy's throat when fat fingers reached for his face, actually tugging on his jaw to part his lips so the man could look at his teeth and tongue as if he were a prize mare. Fear sharped his dull gaze for a moment, and the whining pitched higher briefly as the disgusting man pushed those fingers into his mouth, but the tranqs were keeping his limbs rubbery and useless and as quickly as the spike of fear rose, it disapated, leaving behind only deeply flushed cheeks and wet eyes. The man touched the necklace at his throat, tugging on it briefly which would normally have made Dom wince, but he just breathed out sharply.

"I was right, he's perfect," the man breathed with a smirk. Dom's Master chuckled.

"Well, if you have enough, he's all yours. I am in fact about to take him to the stage, put him up for the next block. Best take your seat quickly. I'm sure you'll have no troubles. -This- one--" and he jerked Dom's hair in emphasis, "is well known here and a pariah. Nobody wants him. Do they?" he laughed at Dom, leering at him. "Useless brat, you've cost me time and money. And I'm about to get that back," he snapped as he hauled Dominique away by the chain attached to his collar, the thin, pale boy stumbling to keep up.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeTue Nov 06, 2012 3:00 am

Likereal was sickened by the discussion, he knew that such a reaction could give him away in such surroundings but he couldn't help it. He may be an assassin and a killer but he had some morals centering around the innocent. Drugging up some unwilling mortal so that you could sexually abuse them even if you had purchased them caused his stomach to twist and he couldn't resist looking over his shoulder once more even as he walked away.

It was unfortunate for him, he was still close enough for their discussion to reach his ears and he watched uncomfortably as the tormented male was pulled upwards forcefully. He heard the faint whining from the boy and didn't miss the manhandling that went on between the three of them and he felt a tug at his heartstrings. No one deserved such a life...to be owned by such a lowlife.

Then he paused, the green gaze shifting back once more to the older man. He'd been too caught up in his disgust to really focus on him but ironically that was the man he'd been sent here to kill. The green gaze narrowed slightly, a thoughtful glint in them as he weighed up his options and without conscious thought the fallen angel was drawn back the way he came, following them towards the seats he found himself impulsively getting a number for the auction and he sat down.

He had a few options, but for now he'd see how it played out.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeFri Nov 09, 2012 1:58 am

The two men finished their conversation, the one slipping off to take his place amongst the bidders' seats. Dom's Master grinned at him, patting his head rather condescendingly and led him towards a line of other similar figures, chained and held by their masters like himself. Before he left the boy gazed one last time back, dull eyes catching the stranger one more time before they turned to watch the other slaves and the audience with disinterest. A part of him wanted to fight, scream, run away -- knew the fate that awaited him but the tranq in his system, the drugs there held him slack and still. Only the soft whimpers sounded in the back of the throat to protest his fate once it was his turn on the stage; he hesitated, just a bit, leaned back against his chains but a quick cuff on the back of his head send him spiraling forward into the stairs, landing with a heavy crack. Stunned, he lay there only for a second before he was quickly pulled up by his hair. Another blow and the whimpers stopped, swallowed down, and he almost clung to his Master then as he was carried forward, waiting his turn.

Once his Master was announced, all eyes turned to him and he sank back into himself, let his mind shut down, became blissfully unaware of all the leers and gazes and laughter directed his way as he tripped over the stage, so disoriented and drugged he could barely stand upright. Led to the middle of the stage, lights shining on him as the auctioneer called out his stats, all of this he was used to by now, he wobbled once and then stood still, staring blankly at a spot only he could see. He did not preen or walk proudly like some of the more vain pampered slaves or gnash his teeth and curse like the wild ones, he just stood there and let the voices float around him and obeyed when directed to turn this way and that. A sharp barked command and he hesitated just a bit before holding out his arms and allowing his Master to begin removing his clothes as customary, so a clear view could be seen, the auctioneer trying to talk him up -- as usually, once his half-breed heritage of angelic/demon stock was revealed, the crowd suddenly grew more interested. He heard gasps and mutters once his shirt and pants were gone and the heavy scarring all over his body could clearly be seen. He would never had allowed this but he was lost in a place of comfort in his mind and barely registered the murmurs and titters of laughter as the auctioneer began calling for bids.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeSat Nov 10, 2012 2:54 pm

Likereal watched silently, his expression had slid into an almost expressionless mask as he watched the show. As he watched people be bartered like cattle, some willing and others not. It was sickening but it wasn't his place to stop this, so instead he sat there and watched and bided his time. This wasn't his idea of a fun evening, but it was work and he was going to get paid handsomely for this particular job, if he wiped the world of another corrupt human being all the better.

This particular male was in his late fifties from the biography, and he was a CEO of a pharmacy company that was doing fairly well. He had tanned skin and dark silky hair though it was balding slightly, with almost black eyes, he was solidly built with a bit of a well rounded stomach. He played the part of a doting grandfather and good citizen, but there were rumors that he liked young pretty boys.

The assassin was distracted by the sight of the boy coming onto the stage, he gave off the impression of fear and wishing to be elsewhere despite the drug like daze he was in. He slid forward slightly in his seat when the young man's race was disclosed, he hadn't known that such a combination existed and he wasn't surprised at the interest. However, when the clothes were removed his eyebrows came together, who would mar such a pretty boy to such an extent? It was irrational.

The bids started around him though Likereal came out of his thoughts when his target made his first bid, "10,000."

He took the chance to irritate the male, "12,000."

The CEO frowned, not expecting the competition and jumped in again, "15,000."

Likereal took the chance to push it up higher again, "17,000."

Irritated he bid higher again, "20,000."

Looking quite smug the assassin said, "21,000."
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeWed Nov 21, 2012 6:23 am

The CEO, Calloway by name, was getting quite perturbed, bidding again with a gruff shout -- "25,000!" Sure that would be enough, but the stranger behind him, hidden too much by shadows to get a good look at him though the man tried, bid once again, causing his face to turn red. He jumped up and shouted "30,000!" And turned a smug look behind him.

"Sir Calloway with 30k!" the auctioneer called, sweating a little -- Calloway was a valued customer and important, dangerous member of the community, and usually got what he wanted. People knew better than to bid against him, but the stranger with almost a yawn bid again. "35,000!" Calloway gritted his teeth and turned and tried to stare down the stranger, but failed. With a growl, he slammed his chair down loudly, the crack echoing in the room. The other people whispered curiously and Calloway glared at the auctioneer. "40 thousand," he growled.

Dominque didn't understand what all the shouting was about, he just felt cold and wished he could be given back his clothes. At least he wasn't fully nude this time, he mused idly, sinking down into a kneeling position as much as the leash on his collar would let him and watched the angry man yelling and puffing about with slight detached amusement.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeWed Nov 21, 2012 8:06 pm

Likereal was finding the whole thing quite amusing but though he could go far higher that was more than enough for the boy, after all the current owner should have his throat slit as well for the comments he'd made. The only thing that stilled his hand was the fact that it wouldn't benefit him any and there didnt appear to be any relatively new injuries or scars.

He leaned back in his chair and when the auctioneer saw that he wasn't bidding he was quick to start on the count down, "40 thousand going once, going twice, and sold to Sir Calloway for 40 thousand. Congratulations sir!"

As it moved onto the next person to be sold his attention drifted slightly and the Fallen just smirked as the man looked pleased with himself and his purchase. Content in the knowledge that the male would not live out this night. Watching the other male as he walked off to collect his prize and try it out. Finally standing up Likereal followed after him.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeWed Dec 12, 2012 8:21 pm

The slime of a man laughed as he grabbed the leash attached to Dominique's collar. His former owner grinned, handing over some papers for the man to sign and slid his fingers down Dom's face, his neck, down to squeeze his ass. The boy barely even twitched. "Be a good boy, precious," his ex-Master cooed, slapping his ass, the both of the men laughing as a blush warmed Dom's cheeks though his face remained impassive. Finally papers were signed, instructions given and the vile auction winner was leaving, dragging Dominique behind him, the boy clothed in only a thin pair of cotton pants - no shoes, no shirt, nothing to protect against the freezing cold night, and still chained with feet together and wrists together. He stumbled a few times, earning a cuff along the back of his head, and was stuffed into a long sleek black automobile. A gesture given to the driver, the car pulled out of the lot, crunching gravel as the man sat in the back, grinning like a wolf with prey at the half-Angel curled up at his feet.
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PostSubject: Re: Slave House - Dom / Lik   Slave House - Dom / Lik I_icon_minitimeWed Dec 12, 2012 9:07 pm

Golden eyes narrowed ever so slightly at the sight of the two men interacting with the slave but he made no move, instead he pretended to be interested in the wares of one of the shops. Soon after they left he followed after them, slipping out into the night and he made his way over to a motorbike, swinging one leg over it and moments after he settled in his seat he turned the key.

The engine purred to life and he was off, dark hair whipping behind him as he sped down the road. He didn't want to loose them completely, but he already knew where he was going, Likereal had done his homework over the last few weeks. Turning down a different road he headed down a short cut and towards the apartment complex that he knew the slime had a habit of taking his pets, prostitutes and everything else in-between.

Cutting off the engine he got off the bike, leaving it in the shadows before he made his way on foot the rest of the way. Seeing the limousine still in front gave away the fact they had only just arrived shortly. Slipping through the shadows he disappeared around the back and inside, making his way towards the elevator.
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Dominique didn't even pay any attention as he was dragged out from the limo into the apartment, didn't really even come around until he was unceremoniously thrown into a tiny bedroom, filthy stained mattress on the floor the only item in the room. "Get em off," his new Master growled, and Dom turned, looking at him quizzically, not understanding. The man, patience short, slapped the boy hard across the face, sending him sprawling. "I said get 'em off! Yer clothes! No clothes around here, d'yeh understand??" Dom gasped, rubbed his aching cheek, whimpered, which received another blow. "Are you retarded, boy? Gone in the head? I said off!" Dom coughed in pain, tears pricking in the corners of his eyes and he clutched at his thin trousers with trembling fingers, staring up at the huge looming figure above him and began to push them down, too dazed to truly react, although somewhere deep, subconscious despair surged through him and made tears roll down his impassive face. But this was his future, it was all he had to look forward to.
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Likereal managed to make his way through the apartment complex and towards the room that he knew his target often stayed in, shifting out one window he pulled a gun from where it was tucked in the back of his pants. Aiming upwards he shot the gun, the hook landing a few feet higher, slipping out of the window he started walking up the wall. Dark hair blew around his face as he made his way up silently, once he reached the floor he was after he jimmied the window open and tucked the gun back into his pants.

As the Fallen slipped into the room he heard the sound of the human scum's voice from the other room, though he wasn't certain what was said it was accompanied with a thud he didn't appreciate. Slipping his jacket off he folded it and put it down, after a moment he discarded the gun as well. Pulling out a long dagger from his boot he walked silently to the door, shifting it slightly ajar so he could look inside as the young half angel was getting undressed.

Making a face of distaste at the expression on the human's face and the pink mark on the boy's cheek, in a movement almost silent he pushed the door open and made his way over to the mortal. One arm coming around his middle tightly as the other brought the knife to his throat. His voice a soft drawl, "It is so nice to see you again Sir Calloway..."
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Calloway went silent and still, heart thudding in his chest. Dominique stared up, confused at the suddenly appearing stranger -- he squinted at him, thinking he recognized...wait...yes. Yes, he was one of the people at the -- what was he doing there? The boy gasped when he saw the dagger and skidded backwards across the floor, bumping quietly into the back wall. The man grimaced, wishing the gun tucked into his belt was closer at hand. Maybe if he talked, he'd distract him and could get the gun... "What do you want?? Are you here to rob me?" he hissed, trying to inch his hand to his belt little by little.
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The silence was heavy and loud in the small dirty apartment. Likereal was fairly certain he could hear the mortal's heart beating heavily in his chest as he went still, yes this man was like the others. He was so tough when it came to harming those weaker but if you showed that you were the stronger one he wavered and began seeking an escape.

Golden eyes shifted momentarily towards the slave as he gasped and slid across the floor. He looked almost as terrified of him as he had of the mortal in his arms, which he wasn't too keen about but it wasn't entirely undeserved. Likereal glanced back towards his target as he shifted slightly in his arms and he rolled his eyes, "What I want is to kill you. It is that simple."

Pressing the edge of the blade tighter against the curve of his neck so that the blade digs in cutting him lightly, "There are some people who don't like you very much. They're willing to pay quite handsomely to get rid of you."
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The fat man swallowed hard, wincing a little as the action caused the sword to dig into his neck a little. His mouth went dry and he very subtly started to shift his weight, planning on talking til he could possibly make a break for it -- the brat! He'd grab the little shit and use him as a meat shield, the assassin having to cut through him might give him enough time to get away. "I don't know what you're talking about -- this is, this is obviously a mistake," he said raspily, keeping his eyes planted on the sword. "But w-whatever you're being paid -- I can double it. Triple it! If you just turn around and leave now. H-how's that sound?" He gestured to the boy behind his back, indicated he wanted him to come closer.

Dominique saw the gesture, a slight whimper sounding in his throat -- he didn't want to go over there, he didn't want to get anywhere near either of them. But he had learned long to obey no matter what, and the instinct for self-preservation wasn't strong enough to override it. He started sliding very slowly across the floor, inching towards the pair, slightly-sharpened eyeteeth chewing his lip to shreds in his nervousness.
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