one day, a girl woke up, not knowing who or what she was, her memory was gone.. but as she walked through the streets of Gor, peeking into taverns, gaining water at the falls, bathing at the hotsprings, she would see the girl serving, dark eyes would watch, and a fire burned deeply in her bara..she had an urge, a yearning, to do as she saw those girls in the silks doing
HE BROUGHT HER TO HER KNEES:
His very name summoned her, beckoning with the promise of unquenched fulfillment, she knew He was the one, the one she had been searching for unknowingly.. He took one look at her, grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees, He snarled at her "you are a slave.. you are MY slave" and proceded to prove it. He took her flesh and blood, her heart and soul, all she thought made her who she was. He showed no mercy while devouring her very essence, controlling her pain and pleasure, humbling her for His pleasure. He seized all that she thought she was, forcing emotions that were so overwhelming they were utterly shattering. she was crushed devastated, and learning faster than He could have hoped, that His pleasure is in her obedience, her surrender, total submission in mind and body to Him and all He desires. Over and over He proved that she was no more than His little beast, His animal. He broke down every defense she tried to use, He made her nothing, then He made her everything. He taught her that what she had thought she was, was wrong, she was nothing more than property, the plaything of whichever male had the coin to buy her. she was His.. her pain was His, her humility was His, her tears were His... He drove this point home with every new emotion as He would whisper "MINE!" every defense He broke down He would whisper "MINE!" each time He took her flesh, He would growl "MINE!" until finally, FINALLY, she understood, nothing was hers... all was His
HER COMPLETION:
she layed at His feet, begging for His slightest touch. she squirmed at a look.. cried at a displeased word.. trembled in His mere presence, and always, always begged to be near Him.. At His feet, she was all she could be.. away from Him, she longed to be near once more. she was owned by a slaver.. He was all there was. He had no mercy, His discipline was beyond strict... and without Him, she thought she was nothing once again..
But the truth has a way of showing itself when one least expects it, there WAS more than just Him.. He was NOT all there was, and without Him, it turned out she was NOT nothing, as she was soon to learn.. her Master left her.. did not sell her, did not give her away.. just left, no provisions made for her keeping, the only thing left for her, was His collar, and a brief scroll saying goodbye.
she went to a Master who had been kind to her in the past, had made mention of owning her and another girl once.. and begged for His protection.
He thought about it, and chose to give her more than His protection. He placed her in His personal collar, along with His other girls.. and she was once more, owned...
However, fate is a fickle Mistress.. her happiness with her new Master was not to last.. He would be out to sea more than He was at home, and slowly, day by day, a bit of her died inside.
One day, she was looking for her sister kajie, and found her in the arena, within the lap of what seemed to be a jovial Master.. He allowed beast into His lap with kaj..He laughed, and seemed to be merry.. if perhaps a bit silly. beast, while enjoying herself, thought perhaps the Master was tipsy.. but the next day, something made her seek Him out.. expecting the same fun from the night before. she was doomed to disappointment. He was not the silly, easily teasable Master she had thought he was.. He was not cruel, but He was not soft. When she tried to tease Him, she found herself on her knees.. His fist wrapped in her hair.. and cold eyes looking down on her.. and instantly, her belly sparked back to life after its long dormant sleep.
she knew now, she would do anything, everything, just to be with Him again.. He brought out feelings in her she thought had died long ago..she could not let Him go.. she had to..HAD TO be His!!
Again and again, she sought Him out.. she was charming, sweet, playful, protective, pleasing.. she showed Him her true nature, the nature of the beast within.. she could be no less than completely honest with Him. she became His shadow, following Him everywhere He went.. in pleasure, in relaxation, even in danger.. she did not care where, as long as she was with Him.
It was a very short time before He realized she was His.. perhaps not in ownership.. but He owned the important part.. the steel band on her soul was clearly stamped "Property of Teral Maksus"
He decided, after much longer a time, that she was to be within His steel. He said it was time for the name on her soul, to match that on her collar, and he set out to buy her. No easy feat as her Master had long ago chosen never to sell her, but as she stated before, Master Starl was kind, and He saw the truth in her eyes each time Master Teral was mentioned. Eventually, He sold her.. touching her cheek as He left, knowing that with this Master's constant care, His beast would flourish once more, and so she shall. Master has brought back in her.. all the feelings, all the churning, burning, fire in her belly. Again, she squirmed at a look, quivered at a disapproving glare.. and once more thought, la kajira!!!
But, as happens to so many slaves, this too was not to last.. she again finds herself wandering and alone... waiting for that fateful day when One will allow her to show that beast that yearns to be free from the shadows
beast is just 5 urthen feet tall, 103 urthen pounds.
her hair is onyx black, eyes.. dark ivy green
she is loyal to a fault, and very protective of any who are dear to her
her sisters, shadow dancer and shadow monkey
seem to have disappeared when our Master did...,
the other she was most protective over was kajie,
but she too, has disappeared.
beast is a red silk beastial passion slave.
the bells upon slender ankles, a gift from a well pleased Master in the springs.
Mun is way more than legal, and claims mun consent only in sick or twisted rp. DevIin Knight is ignored for the simple fact that the Char is dead.
