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Eric looked up after the Man let the next slave out....she was wearing a Pentagram. Erics Eyes widened "It's her!" he was so excited! 3000!" Said Eric easily! And even If he was outbid he could still shell out another 2500 "I'm not letting her go....she deserves a better life....and i'll give her one....Easily" He said the remark calmly, Holding her new Heart and Cross Charms in his Hand

The auctioneer paused. Not because he didn't catch what the man said, and not because he didn't catch the man's number either. Ne he stood amazed and flabbergasted that one single person, would Bid immediately as the slave was pulled out. "DAMN, I haven't even opened the Bid and you're already screaming at me! Not to mention you want 3,000 for er? Damn your a desperate man! Any other bids? Going once!" the audience was laughing at his remark, and a little surprised that he blurted out such a high number so quickly.

"Going Twice more!"

"3100!!" Another man blurted out.

"You're more desperate than the last man you sick dog!"

"3101!" Another shouted, an obvious joke, but the auctioneer will actually take it.

"A penny can save you sir cant it?" The auctioneer had a smile on his face "hell yea!" the man blurred back, the crowed gave random laughter as the Auctioneer started again "3101!! going once!!"

Eric Smiled "4000!" "I wonder how far this crowd wants to Go?" He mumbled quietly to himself....It was a little easier heard because people were standing in awe with How fast the Bids have flown Up.

"4000!!! ANY MORE JOKES WANNA GO AROUND?" the auctioneer shouted then whispered "because this little whore isn't worth shit to be honest." the two men gave a sneering smile with the auctioneer

"GOING ONCE!!!"

The crowed was silent with a few chatter going on

"TWICE MORE!!"

The crowd didn't change

"SOLD TO THE MAN WHOM BIDED 4000!!" the auctioneer's eyes glistened, he was rich by now, he had to be, the last 3 or 4 slaves were gold mines! "Step over to the wayward right! And pay your gold to the table up front!" He turned and shooed the 2 men off "piece of filth get off my stage!" he barked at the slave while she was being dragged off.

Eric Smiled "I didn't even Have to pay all the money I brought!" He walked over to The Table and Paid his gold and signed all necessary papers, When He heard the "Piece of filth" Comment
from the Auctioneer he wanted to pull the sword he carried out of It's sheath and kill him, but he didn't. He did on the other hand Pay the rest of the Gold He brought, (1500) and told the men to give it to the Auctioneer if He'd shut the Hell Up about the slaves. "They may be Nekos but they are not peices of Filth, in fact some are quite Beutifull" He looked at The Slave he just bought and Gave her the 2 new charms, after ripping off the Pentagram and Throwing it in the A burning barrel two poor people were sitting next to outside. They were stunned at the sudden movement. "I hope you like your stay with me."

Ryani did as he said, looking into each of the five rooms. She picked the one with the window and view of the woods. Being a slave, she had nothing to put there, and so she moved back into the kitchen.

Opening drawers and boxes, Ryani looked around for something to cook. Eventually, she found some old dry fish and began to cook it. Within the hour it was fried and on the table.

" Your dinner's ready, " she said, waiting for him.

comeing out of the largest room in the house and walking into the kitichen "well it looks good" siting down at the table then looking at you "r u going to eat?"

(( probably last post for the night...))

Ryani looked confused. This guy was obviously new to slave ownership... usually the owner ate first, leaving the crumbs. But she took full advantage of the opportunity and sat down to the biggest meal she'd had in months.

only eating a little of the food, and pushes away my plate "thx it was good" gets up and starts to walk away from the kitichen

Eric Smiled "I didn't even Have to pay all the money I brought!" He walked over to The Table and Paid his gold and signed all necessary papers, When He heard the "Piece of filth" Comment
from the Auctioneer he wanted to pull the sword he carried out of It's sheath and kill him, but he didn't. He did on the other hand Pay the rest of the Gold He brought, (1500) and told the men to give it to the Auctioneer if He'd shut the Hell Up about the slaves. "They may be Nekos but they are not peices of Filth, in fact some are quite Beutifull" He looked at The Slave he just bought and Gave her the 2 new collars, after ripping off the Pentagram and Throwing it in the Garbage Outside...."I hope you like your stay with me."

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sara blushed and looked away. she couldnt help but be suprised that he had tacken the pentagram off. she started at him in awe. she realised her mouth was open and quickly shut it. 'he probobly just wants to buy another one..' she thought touching her new collar gentally. she wished for once that she was had a bell or a heart instead. she knew when she was little that her life would be bleak but never once regretted anything she had done. she sighed and looked at the man who had bought her. "w-why...did you pay...so much for me?" she asked in a soft voice. if he heard then she hoped he wouldnt get mad at her but if he didnt then it didnt matter. she learned at a young age that it was better to be silent then to get into trouble.

"Hmm..." The auctioneer grabbed his chin and tapped his lips with his index finger in thought... "That one!" He pointed to Kiyoshi.

Two men walked up to him and unshackled the chains, grabbing his arms roughly they aggressively dragged him into center stage. The auctioneer looked at him with a disgusted look, he knew this was a male... but kept second guessing himself. "Oh.. FUCK me." He gave a forced harsh sigh as he realized NO ONE is going to buy some one like him "Why the fuck did i choose some cross dressing pathetic piece of shit!" The auctioneer took over to a grin as he shouted with no introduction to the crowd "BIDS ARE OPEN!!"

"30!" one woman shouted
"50!" a man shouted but they were long pauses between as the auctioneer still ha d a big smile and begged the people to continue to bid "COME ON THIS SLAVE IS GOOD FOR YOU!" he shouted "Though i bet all hes good for is slapping around, filthy bitch" the auctioneer swore under his breath with an annoyed look.

When Shousuke heard the auctioneer say that the "pretty woman" was in fact a "He" he was shocked. The shock had no effect on his need for company though so he walked a bit closer. When he felt he was close enough he raised his hand and shouted. "70!" Shousuke kept staring at the slave and was unable to take his eyes off of him. He lowered his hand, but remained ready to lift it again and shout out another price.

Kiyoshi scowled at the auctioneer. Now was that anyway to treat a lady... okay so he was a lady but close enough. He stared out at the crowd looking bored, until the auctioneer gave him another tongue lashing. He turned to the man and spit directly into his face, smiling proudly at himself. He knew full well he would regret that, but it felt so good, he didn't much care. He looked at the crowd his a sly grin. No one was going to want him now, and that suited him just fine.

'He's feisty, huh?', thought Shousuke. He had to hold back his laughter when the slave spat in the auctioneer's face. 'The man had asked for it. Calling him a bitch, the nerve. I would have done the same.' Shousuke couldn't help the smile and decided to up the price. "What the hell! It couldn't hurt.", he whispered before raising his hand and shouting "120!" His smile transformed into a grin with his growing determination. 'He'd make everything livelier, that's for sure!'

sara looked back at where the auction was, she saw that the person she had been talking to was up. she gave a pitiful sigh. 'i hope he gets a kind master.' she thought as she looked back at him. he had been kind so she wished for him to have a kind master

the auctioneer turned red with fury as he immediately punched the man in the eye, with enough force to either blind him temporally, or give him a black eye so swollen he couldn't see out of it. "You rotten good for nothing scum!" He shouted before kneeing the slave in his stomach, The two men held their grip as they let the slave slouch over.

"120!!! What a good beating slave!" the auctioneer shouted. "Come on! who would love to torture this rebellious weakling? If i enjoyed it, I'm sure you can too!"

"140!!" another crowd member shouted
"170!!" another shout from afar
"220!!" the numbers gradually increased, the crowed got a little excited by the show.

The grin never returned, he was still pissed at the slave, he would kick the shit out of him, however hes trying to see em, no need to butcher the bitch.

"220!! GOING ONCE!!" He shouted. "And hurry up so i can get this pathetic, cross dressing, metro sexual and Homosexual shit faced preposterous ugly slave out of my vicinity!" He harshly spoke to where the crowd couldn't hear, but was noticeable he was mumbling in their eyes.

((i kno u said only one slave per master and vic versa but can two slaves still be friends? i kno im interfereing with the action but...sorry.))

sara heard what was happening and she spun around so quick that she almost fell over. she looked at her master and said "i have to help him!" she knew she might be beat for this later but it would be worth it. she ran up to the stage and almost climbed on it. "stop!" she screamed and climbed the stage. she wasnt a neko so it was a little hard but she was used to being around neko's and had learned how to climb from them. once she had made it on the stage knelt down beide him "are you ok?'' she whispered. the auctioner was about to kick him again but she got infront of him and excepted the blow instead. she hissed in pain and doubled over. she hunched over kiyoshi to try to protect him him from any on comming blows. she would whimper in pain but she didnt move or scream. she fainted and her last thoght was 'm-master...save me...?'

((WARNING vulgar language follows...>>))

Kiyoshi groaned, more in annoyance than in pain. He had taken worse blows in his training without so much a flinching... that's what the training was for after all. "I may be a homosexual," Kiyoshi growled "but at least I can take it in the ass without crying like a bitch." He smirked. "I'm sure one day soon, you'll see that you can't say the same." He spit out the blood and bile, toward the auctioneers feet, only barely missing. He felt the two men holding him in place harshly pulling him from one side to the other.

"What's wrong? Can't handle me on your own? You need your lackeys here to keep me in line, and you stand up here and pretend to be a real man... Pathetic." Kiyoshi's hair fell around his face, obscuring his vision, but he refused to thrash around to get it out of his face, that's what they wanted. He regretted it after Sara came up on stage without him seeing her. He could hear her screaming, trying to protect him.

"I'm fine." He whispered softly to her. "You don't deserve this kind of treatment." Kiyoshi noticed the change in her charm. "Go back to your master. He is clearly a kind man, though obviously lonely. If you cannot run away, at least you can take comfort in the fact that no one will ever hit you again." He regretted the words almost as soon as he said them, for the auctioneer went to work kicking her, and beating her like some rag doll he'd grown tired of seeing.

Shousuke saw the male slave get kicked and ran towards the stage. Before he made it another, female, slave guarded him and was struck in his place. Shousuke ran closer and hopped on the stage. "I'll give you 2,000 for him, but if you hit either of them again I get him for free..." Shousuke was seething with anger. He was but he knew how to hide it. After all he had trained himself to do so. Thinking a bit he said, "... and I get to make you pay.", with wicked smile. Shousuke directly in front of the auctioneer, the two slaves were behind him as he stood between the two and the cruel man in front of him. The male was soon going to be his, whether he had to kick this auctioneer's ass for hurting the boy or not. 'I'd rather beat him to a pulp, though.', he thought glaring at the taller man.

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The auctioneer DIDN'T kick the girl, but instead as she laied on he ground he rolled her off the stage, not caring how she was. "Fucking slave! Get the hell off my stage!! who ever owns her get control over this thing!"

The auctioneer turned to the slave, he pulled on his hair and made sure it hurt. "Then i guess this wont bother you a BIT!" he shouted as he let go, with his head still up he kicked the center of the slave's face with sheer force, kicking the slave back out of the grip of the two men.

He looked back and saw the blood on the stage, kinda Gorey if you think about it.

"Take him! i don't want that sorry son of a bitch anymore!" the auctioneer yelled