Teacher (2)
[11:36] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) heard the arrival of Alexio but her concentration didn’t stray. “Because… ” She sucked in as he asked a relatively obvious question.” Because my Master there are scrolls and some of the girls have been helpful to assist. Putting the ideas i read into action is one of the best ways to secure them in my mind. Practice is a very effective form of learning.” She’s still not let all her inhibitions loose they both knew this. She felt the blood rush through her veins and the blushes accelerate over her body suddenly. ” What would you like me to show you, my Master?” she asked hastily.
[11:37] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): “Tal Crow, good to see you again, nice work locating the camp.” He said while taking a seat on the cushion, watching the pani girl dance, after all, he loved her body., only when tina got closer to him with the pitcher, he move to grab a good gulp on it, directly from the pitcher itself, the good thing about watered down Paga is that we could drink more.
[11:39] Mori Cloud Stepping into the pit she looked down at her little feet a moment, contemplating what she might do for his pleasure; tossing her dark hair over her shoulder she lifted her blade up to look over her ivory skinned shoulder resting her chin there, her striking blue eyes fixated to him pointedly as the conversations abounded around her. Slowly she dipped her hip lifting her arms up to expressly show off her body to him at his pleasure, facing for the Rariu’s there watching him drink and speak the girl in the red silks seving him, she turned about in her dance (afk a bit making some lunch 🙂 )
[11:39] Crow (melchior.wardell) would nod slowly as he listens “So now you know how a perfect serve needs to go ? And yet I did not enjoy it. I did not buy a slave that can read it from the book. I bought you.” he would turn to Aleixo to have his slave ponder on his words. “Yes, well it wasn’t that hard. It almost felt as if they wanted to be found.” he tells matter of factly.
[11:45] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) might of at one time had a cocky answer to stab back with but these day that sarcasm didn’t get chance to elude her thoughts. She loved him but she also feared him just as much. The drastic change to their life was forever a whirlwind of thinking on the spot. He’d stabbed her with his words and they hurt her more than he could imagine. They had the desired effect to her. She have an answer or fight the words of her being bough, that was their business. The sheer worry of being disgraced and disowned and the bonus of knowing her could of killed her so as she took his secure to the grave and still could kill in without a though, kept her on her toes.” I could’ve done better my Master… Much better.” Sh bleats.
[11:45] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): “With Kassandra weird, sorcerous powers its gets a bit too easy i guess.” He smirked taking another deep gulp on the watered down paga, as he moved his hand toward Tina breasts, teasing her, even pinching her nipples. “You are the next.”
[11:48] Tina (eloresholluna) feel the big hands of the man slip under her red silk, and pinch her nipple, powering on, the machine of her body, breathing on the ember, making the fire awaken. She close her eyes, feeling a tingling on her vagina, and her nipples getting erected.. her sking sensitive.. ” Yes Master..” she whisper, not knowing what is this about, but knowing she will be next, apparently. The burning cleaver mind, trigered by the master assassin, instantly shut down, when the warrior, make her become the beast, again.
[11:50] Crow (melchior.wardell) would sip his wine “You do not get it. YOU of all women do not get it.” he stated. “You who might have all the tools to do it right – gives me not the right answer.” he would push her buttons. He had tried to instruct her with a story, words, suggestions and yet she had not seen what was right in front of her. “There is no konger a veil, no longer a robe of concealment and yet you rob me of what i desire most.” with that he would turn his attention to the dancing slave. It was done on purpose. Perhaps his though approach would have her understand more.
[11:58] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) almost stumbled back, he might as well of tossed her across the room and slammed her into a wall. His words cut like the sharpest of knifes. His tone and words were was painful to hear. He was a trigger to her emotions and now she was riddled with pure disappointment of never being enough for him. He hit the nail right on the head in more ways than one. This was a public lesson and maybe it had been the publicity of the former censor now nothing more than a slave that had held her back. She wasn’t a crier and certainly not in public but there were some forming in her sea green pools and she choked back a ” My Master…” She had to think fast but also had the understanding that he was one step ahead. Always had been and always would be.” An insignificant woman like me should know better…” She bleats as she contemplated her next move.
[11:59] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): He smirked for the moment as he had one hand at the pitcher of watered down paga, drinking from it, watching the Pani slavegirl dance on the sand, and the other one pinching Tina breasts, even pressing it a bit too hard, as he loved to see her squeak around like a mouse. “Crow i kinda had a idea here, based on the Kajira games we had last time.”
[12:03] Tina (eloresholluna) wine, like a poor dog a moment, when she feel the big finger of the man, press her nipples too hard.. grimacing. and trying to take it off from his pinch when the pain become too hard to endure. But she do not break her position or try to runaway from him. Knowing and have tasted already his brutality.
[12:05] Crow (melchior.wardell) would slap her across the face – a motion so casually given – and yet there had been deep and all kind of thoughts considered. The slap controlled but enough to have it sting. First he would talk to Aleixo as if she had not spoken at all “Oh ?” his voice held nothing of what transpired before him. “What are you thoughts?” he asks. He would now have his eyes sharply upon Hinder “Do not play coy with me. You are only what you think I want you to be. You do not have the right to keep yourself from me.” he spat to her. Again all in purpose. How much turmoil there was within him – did not emerge to his eyes or pose. The turmoil remained there in the deepest of his thoughts and emotions.
[12:12] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) didn’t see his hand coming, so the blow was harsh and flung her head from one side to the other and back again. It stung, her ears rung and for a moment she all she could see was stars. She wasn’t being coy, shes not had time to align that idea at any point but she understood why he’d say it.. She could tell anyone what they wanted and needed to hear, even him when she carried him babies. She was a woman who could play anyone with words.. besides him. All she could do was throw herself forward and at his feet and mercy. Not as gently and as thoughtfully as she did every day to greet and welcome him. She lunged and pressed her cheek to his sandaled foot.
[12:16] Crow (melchior.wardell) would sip his wine as she would throw herself to his feet. Yet he had not yet broken her. Perhaps it needed just an extra push. There was this thin line as to break her understanding of what once was – to what she now was. Yet if he would push it to hard it would have a counter effect. He nudged her with his sandal as if to dispose her from it. The motion not with the intent to truly discard her, but to play his displeasure. He would now observe how far she would go in her plead as he drained the last of his wine.
[12:16] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): He kept playing with Tina breasts, massaging, rubbing, caressing gentle.. and from time to time tugging and pinch her nipples a bit too hard, enough to make her squeaky, so he could restart the entire game he was doing with her. “I think i will createa Kajirta workout program, you girls are all overweight.”
[12:24] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) pressed her cheek down hard, likely having the indentations of the straps on her cheek and she’d of stayed there until he nudged her and discarded her. She knew the signs and that simply rejection wounded her more. The woman had no idea what to do, her mind sudden;y wasn’t her own but her body still was. She rose back up to a kneeling position. Head hung low as her tears trailed in rivers down her cheeks. She was in so much turmoil and just couldn’t think straight. He was in her head and under her skin.. but truly he had and still did hold her heart in his hands. ” My Master…” she begged out. If ever she needed guidance, it was right now. She truly felt helpless and physically didn’t know what to say or do even if mentally she was bound to him and this new feeling of feeling lost and helpless.
[12:26] Mori Cloud she had danced throughout the ongoings, her little feet moving through the sands that gently cradled her weight, her arms outstretched forward or over head, moving with a grace and sinew of music that was only heard in her own ears to attempt to please the Rarius’ lest he take her anew with his pleasures or displeasures though still she had danced from the girl of which the Master so teased a tiny nipple, calling them fat as it were, overweight he had worded, and to the other slave girl who was wrought with slavish sorrows that only she would overcome in due time. Smiling she stilled a moment wanting to curl into the Master Rarius’ lap or continue her dance
[12:28] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): “Come here Yomi, we will be leaving soon, after all i have a special surprise for you all.” He smirked with the nasty ideas that was growing in his mind and then reached his hand toward the girl, inviting her to his lap, so he could pet her a bit.
[12:30] Crow (melchior.wardell) would look at Aleixo “I like my slave a woman that lived. That is perfect in her own skin. But to have her more fit – that would be an excellent idea. I want her being able to keep up with me if there is need for it.” he reasons. He would than turn his attention to Hinder “Serve me again.” he pressed the empty vessel to her hands. Stern eyes upon her. There was no longer a way to hide behind decadence or arrogance. There she was her slave make up run through. The woman that was nothing – no longer a woman with a past. In anything she would need to reinvent herself – right here – right now.
[12:30] Mori Cloud stilling her breasts rising and falling from her exertion of her dance she heard him, her cheeks blushing even though she still felt him on her skin, inside and out. The blush reached her ear tips and moving she took his hand, large, calloused, strong and powerful that he might pull her to his lap, falling there into his embrace, nestling like a wanton and she drew up her knees to push herself into a more comfortable seated position “yes…Master” she agreed worried already with his smirk
[12:35] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): He moved his face toward yomi and then gave her a small pec in her lips, like a good reward for her skillfully dance, then he grabbed her cum stained ass after such savage mating they had done before, pulling the girl closer as he chatted with Crow. “Well, yours have a good strong lower body, like Yomi here.” he gave Yomi a good groping right after his words.
[12:36] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) grins upon seeing the newcomer. “Welcome!”
[12:37] Crow (melchior.wardell) would lift his hand to the new arrivals, but kept his focus on his slave – still new to his collar and in training.
[12:37] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): “Nice to see you Aethius, i was about to work these girls a bit, i guess you could join too at least to laugh.” He lookedatthe other man and nodded. “nice to meet you, Aleixo, from the house Alexiada.”
[12:38] Mori Cloud her tiny frame pulled into him was elevated immediately by the kiss he’d presented her it made her blush a shade pinker, if he kept this up he’d turn her as scarlet as a kajira’s silks and patting her cheeks she looked away, feeling his proud grabbing of her bottom as he proclaimed it was good and strong, and a tiny sound resembling a laugh escaped her, it was breathy and amused, pressing her brow against his hairy chest as it were. Sitting up alerted as the other patrons arrived “Greetings… Master…” she had said to the large man seated on the cushion, then seeing the other arrive she imparted another small “greetings Master” before nestling into the span of the Rarius’ chest timidly
[12:38] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) didn’t put two and two together about fitness.. She was a once a vessel for babies who love good food and especially muffins. Her body had many a tale to tell, stretch marks, flab and all..Her body was a shapely safe temple, once upon a time with a history far more than most breed slaves. She’d learned in the last few weeks to embrace it and show her curves and assets and had even been judged by one or two bitter and jealous slaves.. But she was who she was and happy in her own skin. Her hands left her thighs as he thrusts the bowl into her hand and barked his orders. The tear ridden woman rose back to her feet, without any time to sweep away the tears from her cheeks. She’d mastered to art of rising gracefully so did- Her chunky thighs helping her wise to her full height. ” Yes, my Master..” she uttered to his request along with a bow of her head. He’d wanted more sway to her shapely hips and by god did she try.. With one foot in front of the other, those shapely child baring hips and that well rounded ass, swaggers and sways its way back to the bar.
[12:40] Aetius: * looks towards alex * Oh ehllo my friend.. Busy with slaves again? Thank you for the effort, I can’t join though.. at least not today
[12:40] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht): “I trust everyone’s day has fared well?” He imparted an open hand to the others in greet after lighting up his pipe with refreshed bud.
[12:42] Aleixo Alexiada (mahler.skinstad): “Well, some are bit overweight, they can use some sweating.” He chuckled while grabbing the Pani girl ass harder so he could stand her up as well. and then started to walk to the arena. “I will send the town criers to announce it.”
[12:44] Crow (melchior.wardell) was a killer and did not really think someone wished to know how his day was. Often it meant murder or the darker side of life. “I am alright. I hope you are doing fine ?” he asks – with a mild interest. He wasn’t on his best behavior this day – for reasons he could not address. He would keep a sharp look upon his own slave “Seems the warrior is taking your serve.” he stated to Targo “Hinder, see that the other fellow is served too.” he would arch a brow in question “Something she can bring you?” it would complicate things for his slave – but he wanted her to learn quick.
[12:48] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) didn’t dare look back but could only hope his eyes had been on her as she made for the bar. it was much easer this time and the bowl in her hand was refilled with his ka la na. She felt this sick feeling as her body clammed up, and her heart race like a herd of bosk along a plain in winter, and every muscle begun to tense and tingle as her owner added to the order and offered her services. It was all a test. every waking minute was a test and today, he was hitting the nerves and trying to drag out of her some confidences and boldness, yet also reminded her of her place. She lived and breathed for him, that hadn’t changed. She span around on the spot to see if the man was about t make her day worse or better.
[12:50] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) was quite aware of the vibration of which Crow put out. Undevoid was Targo’s true nature to anything dark and mysteriously eccentric. “Ale lass!” he shouts. “I am Targo Da Leathermaker. I have been dealing in leathers for quite some time for the good of Ar and have returned this day again to it with resupply. Might I interest you in any sleen material to your liking?” He grins as only his kind could, sharing the impassive tone being shared by the man to his 11 o’clock. He then glanced over at Hinder, also taking in her form with eyes of precision. He could sense the girls discomfort though waved it off, aloof thereof.
[12:53] Crow (melchior.wardell) nods his head once “Well met Targo of the leathermaker. I am Crow – undertaker.” he replied – to the point. Who would wear all black if he wasn’t of the caste of assassins? “Forgive me but I only obtained some of the belts and such a few hands back. ” he said honestly “You are a traveled man?”he asks – trying to make casual conversation.
[13:01] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) stood with her owners drink in one hand and with the other she wiped away the tears with her palm. She studied the stranger for a moment and tried to recall him. He was a small part of her past, somewhere, some how and for some reason.. She knew him. She bounced her teary gaze between both men and tried to make a connection. Even if she had, it wouldn’t be mentioned. He’d offered her a reprieve and she appreciated it as he declined. Now she had to get from her side of the room to his. Gracefully her rounded hips begin to gyrate gently back and forth as she moved to her owner again. It was only as she stopped before him that she felt the need to yield her body to his. it unfold and exhibits itself through movement. Her slender and muscular body lowers once before him. She bends her knees deeply, her bottom swaying to the floor in waves, letting her knees open wide as she settled. she wanted his attention and needed it. She waited a moment and rolled his bowl up her chest and to her lips but paused to try and catch his eyes.
[13:02] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) was puffing and streaming distinctive billowing smulders upward of distinctive smoke. “I am but a dumb Torvie. Just a simpleton of very low caste in the world of the south. A subcaste merely of merchants. I though frequently tarn here and there servicing those clients in need. Coin is coin man.” Obviously, he asked should the man be interested in smooth, black sleen wares, crafted with intelligent simplicity were those tailored by Targo. “Well met Crow Da Undertaker. How’s business?” he grins again. “I know how it be to have new slaves in need of being broken. I understand the Ubar has stepped down?”
[13:05] Crow (melchior.wardell) would observe her and yet she was most pretty when she was not in her mind but in her heart. The very moment she started to think – he could see that the beauty vanished. It was when she was without care or thoughts as to what he might wish she was on her best. As she knelt before him he would not have his eyes from her. Every motion noted “Business is calm, or as calm as it can be when a city as Ar is in war. ” he nodded to Marlenus stepping down. “The position was transfered to Ren. The former captain. As to what happened to Marlenus is anyones guess. Perhaps drunk after a quick companionship ceremony ? Who knows.”
[13:10] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) had heard what was said by Targo but it was fleeting and merely in passing for now. She now had Crows attention even as he spoke to him. There was a wealth of warmth and even a glow to her face. His eyes were on hers and in return hers were lost in his. Her lips once again to lay on the rim of his cup, She kissed it once and then again for good measures before she fearlessly offered it out to him. ” My Master…: ” she mummers breathlessly. Nothing mattered,not a thing besides the depth of her offering.
[13:11] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) nods towards the man. He observed how obedient the girl was performing finally standing to step towards the servery for his own fill. “She will be a fine slave eventually. I like it when a girl knows who to serve and when. Just this day I almost slit a womans throat for stealing a serve from me. It was a slave who was upon my lap in service when the girl jumped to the womans whims. The girl and womans carotid artieris almost severed with an ulu.” The bone handled ulu was kept at the small of Targo’s back…
[13:16] Crow (melchior.wardell) watched her – held her in the position of her offering the drink. He studied how she looked. He would now reach out and have his finger trail along her skin from pushing some of her locks of hair behind her left shoulder and trail it along the collar bone and have it go down upon her belly and almost to her sex. He would than take it from her and sip his wine. “When you hold nothing back – Understand that everything is mine – I own you not only by what you think, or consider I wish. I want the good, bad and ugly – Everything. Every time you with hold something from me you will be whipped again.” he would now watch Targo “No slave has yet failed me. All it needs is time and focus.” the last not as much by the slave but him – If she failed he had too.
[13:26] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) hands around the bowl already trembled merely by his look, so when his finger came out, he might a well offer a slap again. He blew her mind, soured her senses and her sandaled feet curl. She could barley hold it together and it all came away with sweet trembling moans as he teased over her skin and down towards that lately constantly aching mound. She’d craved that touch and now she had it, it was mind blowing. Her vision was only him and she felt on top of the world. She couldn’t even give a coherent ‘ Yes my master.. ” Her body was dong to talking and rolled towards him as a warmth and hunger built between her thighs. it was when he took his drink that she lifted her hands up behind her head to knit and bond in the tresses of her dirty blond hair. She was impatiently patient but eager too.
[13:27] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht): “Yes, those are wise words. Where do you hail from Crow?” He was now pondering on the man. His expression that of a bit of intrigue as he took in the details of his form. “I have been an overseer of sluts in my past. When a girl shames a man, especially in public, there are dire consequences and repercussions. She bring dishonor to not only herself but to the keeper of the beasts neck-ware. An true axe of the north can be many things.”
[13:28] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) puts away his pipe then returns to the spot he once was…
[13:33] Crow (melchior.wardell) watched her could see her craving and yet she was not yet pushed over the edge of no return. As he observed her his eyes were over her shamelessly. Every inch of her skin devoured by his look alone. A look that promised her in 1001 positions for his pleasure. Yet he would not bend her over and fuck her. No there needed to be that perfect time – to her training. As he was questioned by Targo he grinned “As an assassin there is no real sense of Home Stone or such. However I was born, raised and have my court in Ar.” he stated. Not giving his position – since it held little value for those not of his caste. “This one was a freewoman a few hands back. A very intelligent woman – but it clouds her mind and ables her to overthink things.” he would regard the man for a moment. “Tell me what you see?” he would now indicate for Hinder to stand in the sand.
[13:43] Hinder (dirnali.muhindra) was a woman starved since she’d surrendered and given up her freedom She’d been deprived of her sexual needs as a free woman – A fun time and then nine months as a baby making machine but that was shit. Plus all that responsibly as a woman, mother, sister and free woman.. Akkk. She was about to pull her hands from her head and clutch her ankle and lean right back, she only got half way in that slender lean before she is demanded to stand forth. Ankle clutching would wait and so would her idea. The woman slithered and rose back up. There was no point sweating it, she rose and in doing she peeled the knotted top up over her head to toss to the side and reveal a set a weight globes. Her pants followed next and without a second thought or doubt, she peeled then from her hips to pool at the floor. it was only as she stepped out of them that she stepped in to the sands for the first time ever. She made herself available to both sets of eyes.
[13:44] Targo Da Leatherslapper (vadikobrecht) lifts his mug sipping of its contents. Upon hearing the mans confirmation of his caste, it was already confirmed to him by his nature and chosen livery that he was a Killer. “Yes Killer, that I figured of you to be one. He then glanced towards Hinder, allowing his gaze to inspect her from top to bottom inso processing the mans words. “Paradise…” He would organically blurt out the slaves refound name he would decide on calling her. As his eyes grazed again upward from toes to the hues of Hinders eyes, to him it would be Paradise to stroke the girls skin with tip of moist tongue. “A fine looking little morsel. I’m sure in time her serve will match her beauty. I would offer close to a gold for a slave with whom a true connection is made with grace. Free women are indeed seeking their truth.”
[13:48] Crow (melchior.wardell) nodded to the man and when he spoke of a gold and to what pleasure he could imagine her he would watch her. Those words were wise ad with the intent to truly get her in the direction she needed to be guided. “Show us what you are ? Do not dare to kneel or hide.” he would give her the boundaries of her promise. “Start with little and feel it within your heart. Part of those wise words of old that contained you.” there he was the old teacher – the patient killer. Showing his skill in training – and where there seemed to be warmth there was the deceitful truth of him being a murderer with little to no restrain to end a life when it was paid for.
Crows Murder 
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