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@keithxfrost
lilith-danceswith-thedevil:
“I highly doubt that….I had my taste at Paradise and it did not last….I’m just not allowed it, not in this lifetime at least” she said quietly to him “I feel you could get that though, you’re young.”
“Everyone does have different definitions. Better to have had a taste than none at all, I would think.” Keith’s life had always been miserable with short moments of reprieve but nothing close to paradise. “That’s not possible and wouldn’t want it anyways.”
Rolling the Dice || Keith&Sara
socialitesara:
Sara shrugged lazily. “Well, fine. You can sleep in my bed- or the other bed. Sleep can be done.” The blonde said, leaning back as they drove to her house. It was more of a mansion, really, with manicured lawns and lights highlighting the huge villa. Sara grinned over at Keith before getting out of the car, padding over to her front door and letting them both in. “I’m ordering a pizza. Do you want pizza?”
“I prefer to sleep alone. Nightmares,” he added, crossing his arms as he leaned back into the seat. When they finally arrived, he stepped out of the car and was quick to analyze the scene as much as he could before he was let in and then his attention was taken by the mention of food. “Pizza?” That did make sense since it was late but it was weird that he hadn’t eaten something as common as pizza in a few months. “Sure. No mushrooms or pineapple.”
lilith-danceswith-thedevil:
“You call this easy?” she mused and shook her head “If this was easy I would be millions of miles away from here, living it up in the shade on a beach with a glass of something strong…” she scoffed and then looked to him, giving a small smile even with her sad eyes.
“That’s not easy, that’s paradise,” he spoke, shaking his head. “You may get that still... someday.” They may be friends but they really didn’t know a whole lot about each other or their pasts but Keith felt that Lilith deserved much more than this.
Rolling the Dice || Keith&Sara
socialitesara:
“She’s so pretty. I adopted her from the pound, y’know. Not bought. Adopted.” Sara was keen to make the distinction, resting against her own seat. The blonde rolled her eyes and then closed them because it made her dizzy. “Who said I wanted anything when I’m drunk? I wanna go home and sleep. I’m like, so tired. I could suck your dick if you like, really wanted, but you just said you didn’t want me when I’m drunk.” The uber driver glanced at them, and Sara pointed her finger at him. “Hey, Mister. No judging us. Don’t do judging. S’bad.” Sara turned to Keith. “D’you need anything before we go home?”
“Good for you.” Keith wasn’t trying to be an ass but he really just didn’t care about how she had gotten her dog and he rolled his eyes at her suggestion for a blow job. “I’ll pass.” Noticing the glance from the driver, he returned it with a cold glare. If she wasn’t drunk he would rethinking her offer just to spite the guy. “Hm? Uh no, I just need sleep,” he answered honestly. “I’m pretty low maintenance.” That was about the only good thing he could think of when it came to renting him but that mostly done on purpose since he never tried getting rentals but the auction was the one night that nobody could escape a rental.
josephinexblake:
Josephine didn’t bother to further indulge in the House’s fashion choices, instead raising an eyebrow when he’d comment on her drinking behavior. “Do you even know me?” she asked, her expression softening the slightest bit when she smirked at him and ordered a drink of her own. “I’m already three drinks ahead of you.” she returned, referring to the half full bottle of Jack Daniels she had emptied earlier.
Of course it was a dumb question. “It might only be two. This place is building up my tolerance.” Keith used to rarely drink because he feared it would make him careless like a few of the men he worked with who indulged in their paychecks too much. Since he had no responsibilities at the house it didn’t matter anymore. He could become an alcohol and he doubted anyone would care as long as he hid it well enough.
Rolling the Dice || Keith&Sara
socialitesara:
Sara was too tipsy to care that Keith was leaning away from her, she just lounged against the seat of the car and turned to watch the slave. “She’s like… Medium sized. Very fancy dog. Super soft and… Caramel,” Sara hummed, closing her eyes for a moment and then opening them again, sitting up straight. “M’not gonna make you do stuff you don’t wanna do, y’know. Sex sucks when it’s not like… Chill.”
“Sounds... prissy,” he commented. Keith was grateful when she sat away from him so he tried to relax and not look like he was ready to jump out of the moving car any minute. “Thanks but I don’t really care. Sex is sex. You’re beautiful so it’s not going to be a chore to sleep with you but I’m not doing anything while you’re drunk... you should have bet on somebody else,” he added even if nothing could be changed now. She seemed nice and he had seen slaves bought by the trainers that probably deserved someone like her more than he did.
’ — whiskey . want some ? ‘
“ is there a catch? ”
mr-croft:
“Hey, stop staring. I am not here.”
“Do you think you’re actually hiding well?”
ainesvelkov:
Aine fiddled with the cuffs on her wrists, her nervous gaze flitting over the obvious Masters and Mistresses in the room. “… I don’t think I prefer being closer to everyone here, though. Anyone here could rent us. And they could be good or bad… It is scary.”
Being rented. If he got bought tonight it would be his first rental and he knew for a fact that all the slaves got bought at an auction. If not for them it was only so the wealthy could prove a point. “It will always be scary. If you get someone you don’t like... let me know.”
lilith-danceswith-thedevil:
“I find it ridiculous that we will be auctioned like an old table…” Lilith scoffed, nodding at his words, she hated the idea- even more so because she had been dressed up in a dress that she would never have picked for herself. “If this is how life is always going to be, just put me out of my misery right now”
“Believe it or not, we have it easy.” They could be collared and chained to the wall, no clothes, in cages. There were a number of auctions Keith attended that had been much less dignified. For this one, they dressed them up like shiny new dolls and told them to parade themselves around for the buyers. Humiliating but not soul crushing, not yet.
Rolling the Dice || Keith&Sara
socialitesara:
“Yes you do.” She snickered as he took her phone, then Sara typed the address in while they waited. Soon enough, their uber pulled up, and Sara clambered into the back seat, pulling Keith in with her. She held his arm as they rode, leaning in close to him. “You’ll like my house. It’s big. And I have a dog.”
“Only if you listen to rules,” he muttered to himself, allowing Sara to pull him into the car but he leaned as far away from her as he could. It had nothing to do with Sara, the slave just wasn’t used to extended amounts of contact and he preferred to initiate any sort of touch but the blonde didn’t seem to notice. “Is the dog big too?”
xjadedx:
Brows furrowed slightly when he spoke. She could imagine what he meant, though it felt a bit left field to her. “Ok… sure,” she shrugged a little. Jade wasn’t typically one to pry - partly because that meant a person might go on and on about overly personal topics. She seemed to have moments where she attracted that type. Relaxing back against the bench, her eyes drew back out to the kids playing.
As memories kept prodding at him, trying to come to the surface, he grew increasingly uncomfortable before he finally stood up. Keith wasn’t one for conversation anyways so he gave the woman a nod before taking his leave, needing to find something to distract himself with even if that meant intentionally picking a fight with the guards.
cosettedumont:
His question didn’t startle her but it certainly pulled her from her approaching slumber even if only temporary. She nodded slowly in response, snuggling even closer once again whilst her head rested in the crook of his neck. He was warm, she liked the smell of him, and … he felt safe. It was so easy to just close her eyes and not worry about the darkness for once and the freezing cold in this room despite the heat that reigned outside. And it only took her a few more inhales, calm and shallow, until she finally drifted off into a peaceful sleep. Safe and sound.
Gently, he picked her up, cradling her in his arms almost like a child. The way she further nuzzled into him reminded him of late nights with actual children who loved to stay up past their bedtimes. This scenario was much different and much more twisted, he reminded himself as he carried her back to their dorm room. As much as he would like to, he could do nothing to protect Cosette like he once had for those children.
brneilw:
Neil questioned himself every second he was here. What in the world made him come to this kind of party? This wasn’t his scene, he didn’t even approve of the slave trade. But somehow he was here, and he was too afraid to try and make a break for it. He scanned the crowds of people near the bar, wondering if anyone he’d known was there. Oddly enough, there was the same man who he’d met at the empty bar no more than a few days ago. “Keith right?” Neil said with a slight smile as he stopped next to the man. “I don’t think I thanked you for helping me the other day.. But thank you..”
Keith didn’t expect anyone to approach him so he left his guard down until he heard his name and he stiffened immediately. He nodded, forcing himself to relax as he took his drink from the bartender. “Don’t mention it,” he answered, wishing he could hide his cuffs in this moment. Whenever he left the House he wore long sleeves no matter the weather to make sure he could hide them from civilians but in an event like this there was no hiding them now.
ainesvelkov:
“Me? No. I’ve been to many.” She said, sipping her drink through a straw as it was brought out to her. “At least… At least here there aren’t any cages.” Aine admitted, hoping that it came across as a good thing.
Keith figured that would be the case, he recognized the traits of a long term slave even if he had never asked Aine about her history. “No cages... yeah, that’s a good point.” He sighed, remembering an auction where they kept the slaves shackled with collars and cuffs to keep them tame as they presented them to the audience. Cages were only for the most disobedient.”
josephinexblake:
“One more word, Frost, and I’ll cut something off …” Josephine hissed, leaving no room for doubt that he’d leave this conversation with severe injuries if he were to comment on her attire again. Truth be told, the dress was beautiful, not something she would have usually worn, but beautiful nonetheless. She could admit that much. But it was for their intentions to dress her into this that had her absolutely furious.
“Whatever,” he waved off her threat as he ordered another drink. It wasn’t that he doubted that she would do it and Keith could admit she had a fury about her that would take her far in any fight but his training could beat that fury any day. “You going to order something or do you plan to get through this sober?”
lilith-danceswith-thedevil:
“You’ll need the duct tape for me at this rate, let alone them” she chuckled when he nudged her, drawing her finger around the rim of her glass, shaking her head at the thought “Oh they could try, but my lips are far too good looking to be covered…” she mused “And what about you? Will they have to pin a smile on your face?”
“They’ll have to pin several if they expect me to walk up there looking remotely happy about this shit show.” Keith shook his head, taking a long swig from his drink. Knowing that he had put many other people through this exact same fate only further added to the burden of his guilt as he felt what they must have felt in the same moments.
