He chased me and he wouldn't stop, Tag You're It

Grabbed my hand and pushed me down Took the words right out my mouth Tag, you're it, tag, tag, you're it Lacey Hart. Age 22. Pet to No One. Too stubborn for my own good var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5293567"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "//s1.freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=x&e2=X&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write(""); **Ps All my posts show up as May 5th. I have no idea why.

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

“Not really. Relaxation can have many definitions depending on the person.” A brow rose at her request. It wasn’t a surprise to hear that things like that went on hear but she talked about it so easily that he couldn’t imagine those things had been done to her. “Not into rape nor do I have any desire to become a masochist,” he assured. Despite whatever she had gone through with her previous masters didn’t matter to him. He would treat her as he wanted to and he had no desire to hurt her. “Anyways, c’mon. I’ll show you where you’ll be staying with me.”

“So what about Todricks is relaxing to you? If you don’t mind me asking?” Lacey questioned looking at her new master. “Okay good, well than we are off to a great start.” She commented, hoping that he would stay true to his word on not hurting or raping her. “Lead the way.” She followed after him. “What do you want me to call you?” 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

A small smile came to his lips and he shrugged at her question. “The obvious thing to do would be to find out how we’ll work together sexually,” he chuckled to show he was only teasing. “Honestly, I came here just to relax so if you tell me what you’re looking for in a master we can work from there.”

“Well I am sure we won’t really have many problems with that. I’m cool with a lot of things.” Lacey smiled, knowing he was only teasing. “You came to a sex slavery to relax? Odd choice, i’d maybe have gone with a spa or something but hey to each their own.” Lacey laughed. “Ah, i don’t know I’ve had some shitty masters. Just like don’t beat me or rape me or anything crazy. I’m not looking for love or anything, just to be treated like a human being.” Lacey wasn’t looking for love nor had the thought ever crossed her mind that she’d had a master that was worthy of her affection. However she had a feeling that this master wasn’t going to be like the lasts and actually treat her decently. 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

“Shock collars and whips aren’t really my thing. Sorry to disappoint.” The crossed arms said she was guarded but her smile told him that she was interested in something about him and that reaction had him feeling the same. It took a little more than looks to intrigue him. “But yeah, unless we end up hating each other, consider me your new master.”

“I’ll live.” She teased. Hoping that he knew that she wasn’t really into whips and shock collars. “Well I guess we have time to find out if we hate each other or not.” The blond haired girl spoke before giving him a small smile. “Sooo master, what now?”

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

“Figured you want to talk to your new master more,” he stated bluntly. There was no point in hiding it when being a master alone meant everyone was aware of why you were here.

Lacey turned around and looked at him raising her eyebrow. “You’re my new master?” She walked closer to him. “If you play on whipping me and using a shock collar on me, I’m out.” Lacey stated crossing her arms with a slight smile at how cute her new master looked. 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

Daniel shrugged, quirking a brow when she stood. “Heading somewhere?” He asked when it sounded like she would be leaving.

“Yeah. Why?” Lacey questioned looking at master, curious as to why he cared about her leaving. 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

Daniel listened to the events carefully, concluding that Lacey must have some kind of martyr complex, mild at the least. “Daniel Vasile,” he paused, stuffing his hands into his pockets, “No real story.” The master didn’t like talking to about himself and that would become evident soon to the girl.

“Nice to meet you Daniel Vasille.” She smiled softy. “Everyone has a story.” She shrugged looking at the master. She stood up from the couch and smiled softly. “Well it’s been a pleasure meeting you.” 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

Now Daniel did show his interest in her vague statement. “And why’d they take you… Lacey?” It struck him that she was his recommended pet the moment her name was given. On looks alone he wasn’t disappointed but he was going to be cautious about claiming since not many enjoyed his company.

“I tried to break some people out of here. I went to the cops to get this place shut down. Then I attempted to break into Todricks to get a friend out. Apparently they didn’t like that too much.” She shrugged, having accepted her fate at this point in time. “What’s your name/story?” 

[lacey-hart]

mcstervasile:

Daniel was a fan of morbid humor and it showed in the slight quirk of his lips but it dissolved into a neutral expression just as quickly. “Shame. I was thinking they all had some sort of kidnapping kink.”

“Maybe they all secretly do. There’s gotta be some reason Todricks picks the people they do to kidnap. ‘Cept me, I know the reason they took me.” She said vaguely. “I’m Lacey by the way.” 

[mcstervasile]

“Usually I don’t accept invitations that involve the risk of getting shot. Looks like I skipped over the fine print.”

[lacey-hart]

“Welcome to Todricks, where kidnapped slaves actually don’t enjoy being kidnapped.” Lacey teased with a small smile on her face, trying to make the situation a little lighter with a morbid joke. 

[unwrittcnx]

“Sure.” He shrugged and walked back into his suite. It was tidy for the most part with exception of a few papers strewn about. “I’m an author. I use a pen name since I’ve been told my own sounds something like a porn star’s screename,” he explained. “Need anything? A drink?”

[lacey-hart]

Lacey walked in and took a seat on the couch. “Armani, what your last name?” She questioned after he said it sounded like a porn star's name. “What kind of books do you write?” Lacey asked. “Uhm I’ll take a glass of water please.” 

[cherry-kissesxo]

[assetdana]

“Strict? That’s not so bad to me. I’m used to being told what to do.”

[lacey-hart]

“If you are used to it then you are in the right place.” 

[assetdana]

“Why do you say that?”

[lacey-hart]

“I’ve had a lot of masters, and some were strict and some were chill. So it all depends on who you get paired with.” 

[unwrittcnx]

“There’s no legal and binding document but that’s basically it.” He retracted his hand, wondering if he should be preparing for some shovel talk. He had met the youngest Hart to ask him a few questions about the master that’d been terrorizing the siblings but fortunately the conversation didn’t go beyond that.

[lacey-hart]

“Can I come in?” She questioned wanting to talk with the master and see what he was like. Elliot deserved the best in her mind and she wanted to make sure that he had the best master. “So what do you do Armani?” 

[assetdana]

“Sound more like my boss than dominant. I like.”

[lacey-hart]

“Yeah It depends on the master though.” 

[assetdana]

“Ah, so I go from one sex business to another. At least the other I was paid well for and I decided to go into it.” The male mused as he trailed his finger top along his knee. “Tell me, what happens from now?”

[lacey-hart]

“You pray for a good master and do whatever they tell you to do.” 

[unwrittcnx]

Armani listened to the girl, tilting his head in curiosity. “Not hard to believe,” he mused, thinking of the way Elliot acted with Armani, even in non sexual circumstances. Not that his sister would want to hear about that. “Right, good to meet you, Lacey. I’m Armani Devine.” He held his hand out, offering a hand shake.

[lacey-hart]

“It’s nice to finally meet you as well.” She shook his hand firmly. “So I hear that you and Elliot are officially a couple?”