The Auction //Open Rp
◤Masrur was amazed at the size of the bathtub. No. It was more like a small pond! How could this woman be so rich? Then again she was very powerful. Maybe she was an assassin? Either way, he blushed and kept his eyes down as she undressed, “Yes, Mistress.” He himself had no problems being naked as he was often shown off that way to other master’s and mistresses in the colosseum. However, he knew while he was muscular, his body was riddled with scars, especially on his back. After getting undressed, he steps into the water, hissing as the warmth of it stung his back.◢
Oops, was he blushing? Almost adorable, wasn’t he, if he didn’t look like some uncivilized brute. Ah, and those scars, they caught her attention. What a shame, disfiguring such an interesting specimen. Well, she wanted to investigate that nice body anyways, so she could take a look at his wounds, too. It’d be to troublesome if he got sick because of some scratches.
She shuffled closer, pale hands reaching out for his back. “My, what messy work~” She purred as her finger tips traced the scars. “Do you know why they do this? Because they are pathetic. And because they know how pathetic and miserable they are, they need to ruin other lives to make themselves feel a bit better.”
“I do not feel any spirits in your body. As expected, you are indeed special.” Her hand kept resting on his marred skin, closing her eyes for some seconds as she mumbled a few words in a foreign language, casting a magic spell to heal the slave’s wounds. Unfortunately, healing magic was not her forte, so it’d still leave scars, but she needed him to be healthy if she wanted to make some tests. “However, your body is sturdier than those of normal humans. Actually, the composition of your bones and muscles is slightly different. It seems your metabolism is more efficient, too. It shoud have been easy for you to kill those little humans. Why didn’t you do it, puppy?”
