Freedom Fighter

Melody McNamara - 24 - Human

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Lee tweaked her nipple and kneaded a breast with one hand. “Good girl,” she said in a low voice, and added a third finger, more careful this time as she twisted inside of her. She liked the way Melody’s body stretched as she filled it. “It’s okay to love this. It’s okay if it feels right.” 

[exslavemelody]

Melody gave herself over completely to the woman’s actions, writhing with pleasure as she inserted another finger, stretching her out still further. She felt a shiver of pleasure down her spine as the woman pinched her nipple. “I-It... it does... feel right...” she nodded, a flush of arousal colouring her face down to her chest, which heaved as she panted heavily with excitement.

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Lee smiled, caressing the girl’s cheek. “That’s it, baby, that’s perfect. Shh,” she whispered. She slid two fingers back inside Melody and pumped slowly. She was beyond pleased to have the stubborn and strident girl promising to be a good slave. “It’s not so bad, is it?” She dipped her neck to take Melody’s nipple in her mouth and bit down gently. “Do you want it to hurt, or do you want it gentle?”

[exslavemelody]

Melody let out another moan as she felt Lee’s fingers entering her once again, as Lee’s teeth pressed on her nipple, unexpectedly, but it felt good. And it felt good, emotionally, to have the woman’s warm approval, reassuring and comforting. But at the same time, Melody felt guilty about what she’d said, the betrayal of her deepest convictions. She tried to put that out of her mind for now and just focus on the pleasure, the good feelings. “Gentle” she replied. “B-but... maybe it could hurt... j-just a little...” she added tentatively.

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“Oh.” Lee cocked her head and drew her fingers out carefully, making a face of muted disappointment. “Well. That’s too bad.” She ran her messy fingers through the slave’s hair. “If you can’t be a good slave, you don’t get fucked.”

[exslavemelody]

Melody groaned in frustrated disappointment as the mean woman withdrew her fingers. This couldn’t end now, not like this. “Please, don’t stop...” she pleaded, her body aching for more. She couldn’t believe she was actually begging for one of the masters to touch her, but it just felt too good. “I... I'll be a... good slave... for you...” she promised. Right now she’d say anything just to persuade the woman.

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Tia quirked a brow at the other woman, by her tattered clothes, Tia could tell she was unclaimed, the woman seemed curious about her lifestyle as a claimed slave. “Good.” Tia echoed. “Good isn’t the first word I would use to describe my life - I think fortunate is more appropriate.”

[exslavemelody]

“You must be better off than me, living in that manor...” The difference between their lives was apparent just by looking at them. Melody’s appearance was unkempt, her outfit old and ill-fitting, while the other slave's was fresh and good-looking. “But you’re still a slave... you can’t be that fortunate...”

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Lee forced another finger in and brushed her thumb against Melody’s clit. “You like being a slave more than you think, huh?” Her thumb stroked Melody as she leaned in so close, her lips brushed the side of the slave’s lips with a soft kiss. “Tell me how much you love this.”

[exslavemelody]

A small moan escaped her lips as she felt the woman’s thumb on her clit. “No... I hate... being a slave...” she protested as the woman teased her both sexually and verbally. Melody couldn’t help leaning instinctively into the kiss, her lips seeking the woman’s, craving her touch. “I...I...” she hesitated, reluctant to admit what the woman wished her to, even though she couldn’t get enough of this pleasure.

[exslavemelody]

“Don’t make me hurt you!”

"Alright, fine, if you’re gonna be like that, just go ahead of me. This isn’t worth fighting over.”

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“Oh, that hurts so good.”

Lee snarled with arousal and pushed her fingers deeper. “Look at that, occasionally you do stop whining. Who knew.” 

[exslavemelody]

“I... I don’t... I mean... ohh... I’m... I’m not...” Melody panted, her face flushed a deep red. She didn’t appreciate the woman’s derogatory words, but it was difficult to argue with her under the current circumstances.

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“Good,” Lee said, hoping her voice conveyed enough finality. She had started out trying to do something nice for this woman and treat her humanely, but had ended up having to be cruel to her. And it was just to keep her safe. If this poor little human went and tried something…and inevitably got caught and killed, that would be more blood on Lee’s hands. But it was wearing her down to have to wear this mask all the time. 

“It’s a nice day…” Lee said, trailing off quietly with a shrug of her shoulders.

[exslavemelody]

“I guess...” Melody replied sullenly. After the cruel way she’d been spoken to, she was far from enthusiastic about talking to the woman any further. "The weather here is really nice... not that I get to appreciate it...” she complained. “You know, I don’t even know where this place is...” The island was definitely warmer than what she was used to, so it must have been further south, but beyond that she had no idea at all.

[exslavemelody]

“I didn’t give you permission to speak.”

“I need your permission to speak now?” she replied incredulously. “This is...” she began to protest. “...nevermind” she sighed, noticing the way the woman was glaring at her.

[exslavemelody]

“Don’t make me hurt you!”

“I-I’m sorry, I just...can’t do that...” she insisted, cowering in the corner at the woman’s threats. “Please don’t hurt me...”

[exslavemelody]

"The knife isn't for show. I know how to use it."

“Oh god…” Melody whimpered in fear, squeezing herself as far back against the corner as she could while the woman brandished the knife at her. “P-Please, put that away… I’ll do whatever you say…”

[rp-memes-cafe]

Hostile/Enemies sentence starters

“You are not my friend! You never were!”

“Don’t make me hurt you!”

“I swear, I won’t hesitate to punch you!”

“Don’t try and act friendly with me.”

“I will have my revenge on you. This, I promise.”

“Come any closer and you’ll regret it.”

“That’s not a threat, its a promise.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“Consider us enemies.”

“This knife isn’t for show. I know how to use it.”

“We could never be friends.”

“Don’t hurt me, please…”

“You can run, but you can’t hide!”

“Stay away from me, you monster!”

[dragonroleplaystarters]

Slave Starters!

“Your opinion doesn’t matter to me.”

“I don’t care what you want.”

“I can do whatever I want to you.”

“I didn’t give you permission to speak.” 

“You’re not allowed outside of this house.”

“You won’t wear clothes in this house.” 

“You disobeyed me, you’re getting ten lashes.” 

“Don’t you dare talk back to me!” 

“Who taught you how to read and write?”

“You are nothing but a slave, you’re just an idiot.” 

“Kneel before me.” 

“You won’t eat until I give it to you.” 

“Your face is going to be bruised tomorrow. Will you disrespect me again?”

“Get down on your hands and knees.” 

“Don’t look your master in the eyes.” 

“I’ll lock you outside in this freezing weather if you complain again.”

“You’re not very pretty for a pet, are you?” 

“What are all these scars?”

“Pet, tell me who did this to you.” 

“Open your mouth. If you do it well, I’ll let you sleep in the bed.” 

[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

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[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

“My family was offered a place here among the masters and mistresses, my father and our elders refused. This isn’t quite our style.” She laughed, wondering if there was any real style to the concept of slavery. “We prefer the solitude in the cold mountains in the north.”

  Aeron rose a brow to her new found friend, liking what she was hearing. “Are there others trying to escape from here?”

[exslavemelody]

“Your family sound much better than the masters here” she mused. “Yeah, even a cold mountain would be better than this place...” she nodded. “You’d think everyone here would want to escape... but a lot of them seem to have given up all hope. And then there’s some that actually like it here... some kind of weird Stockholm syndrome or something. But there’re plenty like me, who’re just waiting for a chance to get as far away from here as possible.”

[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

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[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

Aeron nodded to her question as she continued to listen to what the girl had begun to explain. She found no comfort in her words, no shred of apologies or acknowledgement or encouragement about her situation  that the She-wolf would benefit from it. Aeron didn’t want pity, she wanted to return home, sum it up as one long enduring nightmare.

“Its funny, My family always told me not to get involved here on Scarlet Island. I always wondered why, now I know.” Her head slink down into her lap facing Melody, watching her closely. “If we were all in this together, we wouldn’t be slaves”

[exslavemelody]

“You knew about this place before?” she asked, surprised. She hadn’t heard that from any of the other slaves. Like her, they first discovered the island’s existence when they fell into the nightmare that was their new life here. “I’m not talking about them” she replied. “I mean us. The people imprisoned here. If we work together, we might have some chance of getting out of here” she suggested.

[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

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[ferrafromthenorth-blog]

Aeron’s thoughts shifted from her own to the woman who approached her. Someone she never met before, yet again everyone outside of her cellmates were. She was a slave though, Aeron could see it by her hesitation and quiet demeanor. The She-wolf would’ve rather have spent the evening alone but she couldn’t watch  someone shiver in the cold. She motioned for her to come sit next to her only offering up her name.

“Aeron.”

[exslavemelody]

“Melody” she replied with a shy smile, sitting down beside the fire, enjoying the warmth emanating from the dancing flames. “You’re new to the island, right?” she asked after a moment of silence. “I’m sorry... this is a horrible place. You probably know that by now...” she said sadly. “Just remember that we’re all in this together” she said emphatically, trying to sound as encouraging as she could under the circumstances.

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Lee shrugged the girl off, but not roughly. She was relieved that her threat had been effective. She thought it was probably one of the tamer fates that Melody could have. She had bled to death once…it was mostly just cold. But this saved her from having to be more cruel. She didn’t want to let that dark animal out. 

“This conversation is over, remember?” she said. “Don’t make me put you in the stocks. There hasn’t been anyone in there for a while, so I’m sure you’d get lots of attention.”

[exslavemelody]

“There’s... there’s no need for that... I’ll be quiet now...” Melody replied despondently. She wanted to plead with the guard for help, for sympathy. She wanted to criticize her cold and heartless attitude. But she knew it was best to maintain silence on the subject. She’d never been put in the stocks before, but the prospect was a horrifying one, and she was too afraid to risk it, even if the mistress was only trying to intimidate her.