<R-Flagg> ouch, you will have to tell Me the story, but in the meantime, perhaps My little gift can cheer you up ...
* chantrea{---} swallows and straightens
<Macore> Ok, proceed
* jade{BW} slips within and to the slave mats... wiggles fingers at trea... blows her sis a kiss.. and smiles to Master Macore...
* R-Flagg draws chantrea forward on the leash as He walks to Macore's place
* jade{BW} watches.
* chantrea{---} follows Him, dark green eyes glued to the floor as each belled step carries her near to Him, a slow tingle starts in her belly as the coals spring to life as she feels His gaze and presence surround her.
* Macore smiles seeing the sexy chantrea leashed by his friend
* R-Flagg stares at chantrea aware of even the slightest misstep ... when she is at the foot of Macore's furs, He points at her with two fingers shaped like a V then snaps His wrist, pointing them to the ground
* chantrea{---} drops to her knees, a soft wince crosses her features as she hits the ground hard, sliding silken skin apart, brazenly displaying herself for Master Macore, the palms upturned on the soft skin, as lashes veil dark green gaze, the black locks tumbling down the straight back
* R-Flagg removes the leash
<R-Flagg> the girl is in My Slaver's collar, Macore ...
* Macore looks the slut over, his dark eyes scanning her flesh and the treasures she has to offer, he nods his head slightly and smiles pleased with what he sees
<R-Flagg> it is blank, so any Master's name can be placed there
<Macore> Ahh, did not know you had such a thing
<R-Flagg> or if you wish, you may put your own collar upon her
* chantrea{---} wiggles under His gaze, feeling the heat slide over exposed flesh, small teeth bite into the lower lip
* Macore grins and looks at Flagg
<R-Flagg> regardless, she is a gift
* Macore beams and nods, his smile evident from across the Tavern
* Macore stand and looks at the lovely slave
<Macore> Chin up girl
* chantrea{---} quells the shiver that runs down her spine, lifting the rounded chin into the air, green gaze sliding past His face to look at the cieling
* Macore reaches slowly to her and putting his hands around her neck he removes the slavers collar and hands it back to his Bro
* chantrea{---} shivers slightly as she loses the weight of the collar, not having quite got used to it yet
* Macore relaxes and regards the sultry slave in front of him
* chantrea{---} peeks at Him through her lashes,a slow grin spreading over crimson lips
* Macore snickers
<Macore> {chantrea}Mac
<jade{BW}> witnessed!!!!!!!!!!
* jade{BW} was told to do it lol
