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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:35 am
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Sparare ignored her comment, his thoughts no longer on the shiny new toy he'd just purchased. Instead he was thinking of the party he'd been planning to celebrate his aquisition of a new slave. Tomorrow night, he decided, it would happen tomorrow night.
"Ah, here we are," he said to the girl, yanking her up the narrow driveway of an enormous mansion. The yard was edged in neatly manicured, eight-foot tall shrubs, and held things like fountains and beautiful statues of women. The largest fountain contained four beautiful bronze mermaids forever frozen in their tastefully created poses.
He led the way, not to the large double doors of the main entrance, but around to a backdoor that looked more like a servants door than anything else. From this angle, the only thing visible of the backyard was the end of a large pool, and breath-taking views of the city below. "This," Sparare said, pointing to the nondescript wooden door, "is the entrance for the maids, cooks, ecetra. It will also be your entrance, should you deem yourself worthy of being outside for whatever reason." With that he opened the door, and waited for her to lead the way into the narrow hall. It was dimly lit, with no decoration whatsoever, and extended further than could be seen from this vantage point. "After you, my pet."
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 1:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 2:14 pm
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As they walked down the hall, he appraised his new toy. Well after a bath, and some new clothes, maybe she'll be better looking. And perhaps less haughty. When they stopped at a door, he frowned. "This door leads to the service elevator. It rides straight to my quarters. Down that hall," he pointed to the left, "is the kitchen. There is at least one cook in there at all hours of the day and night." He pointed to the right, "That way leads to my entertaining rooms. The largest room is where I hold parties and the like." He opened the door before them, revealing a small elevator, and pushed the button on the wall beside it, opening the doors to the cabin of the elevator. Without waiting for her to enter first, he yanked her inside with him, and pressed one of only two buttons. The elevator lurched upward for only a few seconds, then opened on what looked like a penthouse suite. Italian leather couches crowded around a large television to one side, a wetbar strategically placed on the other side. The white carpet gleamed in the light of the setting sun outside the floor to ceiling windows that stretched across one wall. Barely sparing the room a glance, he led her down a hall to a large bathroom. "I'm sure," he said lazily, "you can manage a bath by yourself?" He unclipped the leash from the collar and shoved her into the bathroom. "Leave your clothes on the floor here, and I'll go get you something more... appropriate of your new role." He moved to close the door, but then paused. "Oh, and do not even think of trying anything, or you'll wish I hadn't chosen you at that filthy market today." With that, he shut the door and stalked to his room to find her an outfit.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 2:25 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:19 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 5:29 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:20 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:48 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:00 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 11:51 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 12:03 am
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