so you wake up

wake up, wake up, and don't cry 'cause you'll fuck up your makeup... lucy, 18, human, better than you.

[unclaimedbryanevans-deactivated]

Bryan took in his breath of fresh air, looking around at the town in front of him. As much as he had asked to be allowed to find a job, he also simply wanted the chance to look around and see anything that wasn’t the bars of his cell. He’d had a shower that morning and it had possibly been the best shower he’d ever had, even as the cold water raked over his body, smearing off the grime. Now, at least he was clean though he was still not a free man. He was enjoying the small break of sunlight when, all of a sudden, someone ran into him. “Watch where you’re going.”

[queensilverton-blog]

How was this rental turning out to be one of the worst? It was only her third, but it was nearing a tie with the first, which she was still scarred from. Lucy shivered as she walked through the town, grateful that she could at least still go to work and wander a bit, as humiliating as it was to be deprived of all clothing the entire time. She stared at the ground, stuck in something of a daze until she bumped into something — well, someone. "Right, s-sorry." Since she didn't feel like looking up to see if they were human or supernatural, she just took the easy route and apologized.

[conradmagnus]

Conrad smiled as the slave’s face turned red from embarrassment and anger. Stopping outside his shop, he laughed at the way she was scowling at him, and pinched her cheeks hard. “Goodness me, girl, with a face like that you’re going to scare off all the customers!” He led her inside and shut the door behind them. The front of the shop was in order but its contents were packed up in boxes which lay piled up in the corner, with more stored in the back rooms. There wasn’t too much work to be done, but he had other plans for her. “I want you to unpack these boxes, dust off the contents, and put them on the shelves. And if you damage anything… well, let’s just say that wouldn’t be in your best interests. Understand?” he freed her hands, but kept the collar on her.

[queensilverton-blog]

Feeling the tough grasp on her cheeks, it took everything she had not to try to shrug him off. "What customers, Sir?" Lucy hissed, still oblivious until she noticed the run-down shop in front of them. When they stepped inside, she was only more upset. Why did he need her to do all this? Of course she was considered a worthless slave to all of them, but couldn't there have been someone more worthless and better suited for the job? "You're not giving me much of a reason not to damage anything, Sir," she announced under her breath, giving a small nod and shaking her hands out before getting to work.

[jadexralston-deactivated2017082]

Jade knew better. She knew she shouldn’t push her luck, but it served as a distraction from all her thoughts. Hitting the small inner circle three times in a row wasn’t easy, but she’d perfected the game. She actually purposefully made herself look less skilled than she was, mostly for show in case she wanted to sucker someone else later. Glancing up as the guy got all pissy, she rolled her eyes. “Sore loser. I can’t believe you’re unwilling to pay up for being an idiot,” she walked off, narrowly escaping his hand reaching to grasp her. He seemed to think better of it when he noted the collar. “I wasn’t being rowdy. I was winning money,” she told Lucy. “How about another martini, extra olives,” she held out the empty glass.

[queensilverton-blog]

Lucy could hardly believe how Jade was getting away with talking to him, until she too noticed the collar. Still, she must've had a forgiving claim to be able to do any of this. "Stop," she murmured quietly as he reached out for the woman, edging in between them hesitantly. "I never said you were. Win money somewhere else if he's going to have a fit about it." The blonde rolled her eyes and loaded the glass onto her tray, "Make sure you can pay. " With that, she went off to refill the drink.

[conradmagnus]

Conrad noted the girl had fallen silent, proving she possessed at least a modicum of tact. He smiled at the look of evident displeasure on her face as he bound her. Leading her out of the cells and towards his shop, he was relieved to breathe the fresh, clean air of the outdoors. He wanted to intensify her humiliation, so he made sure to lead her down the busiest streets, so that her naked and bound state was exposed to as many people as possible along the way.

[queensilverton-blog]

By now, she'd forgotten about his initial idea of having her help with the shop, so as they ventured outside and past the manors towards the town, she grey angry and confused. He was surely just hauling her around to show off his power and her helpless body. As usual, people turned and watched the process, making Lucy flush and glare out at all of them when her eyes weren't shooting daggers into the wizard. It was all she did, though, knowing better than to talk back again or put up a fight.

[slavewillowrichmond-blog]

Willow shot up, putting her hand under her nose. “Crap!” She said as the blood ran from her nose. It happened when it was dry, but she usually had a tissue.

[queensilverton-blog]

Lucy turned when she heard the exclamation, cringing at the blood. "Ew." Given their surroundings, she assumed someone had hit her. "Who did that?" She looked around her cell for something to wipe it with, finding an old napkin under her cot and tossing it through the bars.

[jadexralston-deactivated2017082]

Maybe it wasn’t wise, but a distraction was necessary. She missed her kid so much, hell, she missed Warren — and James, not that she let her mind go there. Added to it all, she was bored. Chatting with the super, she smiled softly, clinking her glass with his. “Then we have a bet.” Once he nodded, she stood up, “Alright, just to confirm, you want me to hit anything in the triple ring three times, giving me four tries to do it.” Standing before the dartboard, this was too easy. “Get your $200 ready.” Setting her drink down, she easily hit T20, T18, T11. “Pay up, cash only,” she held out her hand.

[queensilverton-blog]

Lucy minded her own business for a while as the two settled their bet around the dart board. She didn't care what they were up to or what came of it, as long as it didn't involve her, passing them then and now as she made her way to various tables. As she didn't understand much about the game, the perfect landings of the darts were impressive, but not extremely so. It was only when the man got rowdy, angry, and threatening, that she intervened. "Hurry up and quiet down or take it somewhere else, please," she warned both of them.

[thexrulexofxthoughts-blog]

"No, no, no. Everyone else will tell you the same, because clearly you’ve bumped your head. Slavery has been abolished a couple of years ago now.”

[queensilverton-blog]

"It's more likely you've recently bumped your head than me," she snapped. When she couldn't take out her anguish on the supernaturals, it left the disagreeable humans as prey, though she'd regret it soon. "It's been more than a couple years, honey, and that's not what fucking matters. Have you talked to anyone else here? No? So listen up, because no one else will tell you slavery doesn't exist here."

[b-smth]

"I’ve only met Georgia who’s human and.. outside." Free wasn’t the right word to use there. "I don’t think she likes me very much.. We’ll figure something out."

[queensilverton-blog]

"Outside? You mean claimed—" The terms were becoming too normal in her head, which was reassuring and horrifying at the same time. "I wonder why... What makes you think we'll get anything figured out in here?"

[conradmagnus]

“All I see right now is an insolent whelp. If you think I’m underestimating you, it’s up to you to prove otherwise. Perhaps if you’re courteous enough I’ll even give you some clothes to wear.” He called the guard to open the cell. Stepping inside, he bound her hands behind her back, before placing a collar around her neck, holding a leash on which he tugged to bring her to her feet, before he led her out of the cell.

[queensilverton-blog]

Lucy bit her tongue, aware his opinion wouldn't be swayed by anything she had to say, and that the start to earning anything good in this case would be her silence for now. It took all her power not to fight him as he entered, tied her hands, and attached the collar and leash. Used to crawling, she inwardly panicked over how she'd go about this now until he tugged her to her feet, at which point she could breathe again. She worked to keep up, not wanting to give him a reason to pull her around.

[delightfuldavenport-blog]

Preston observed the slave carefully to see if she was genuine, of course, she as not. He wasn’t surprised, the humans here were incredibly unruly. He expected that from the new arrivals, but from those who have been here for a time as well, that was simply unacceptable. Whatever her excuses may be, he had no tolerance for it. “There is a need. You’re hardly sorry for what you’ve done, you’re only sorry that you’re being reprimanded for your foolishness. When you’ve learned true subservience then I’ll accept your apology.”

[queensilverton-blog]

"I'm already being trained, just— D-Don't..." She was at a loss for words now, knowing he was right. At least here, he was. Lucy still saw things her own way, but it was clear her views, wants, thoughts, opinions, and cares meant nothing. She just couldn't stop digging a deeper grave while trying to crawl out of it. "I-I am learning, Sir. I'm sorry I'm not to your standards yet."

[pippassirensong-blog]

Someone was finally starting to put two and two together, as a reward for her change in tone, she stroked her cheek, “You don’t get to find out until you’re next used. I say that because I doubt there are mirrors in the cells now, are there?” She soon had the blonde’s legs spread apart, locked into place by a metal bar. She couldn’t close her legs if she tried. With a paddle that had the word ‘slut’ embossed upon it, she gave her harsh whacks all over her body, literally labeling her with the word. 

[queensilverton-blog]

"Who's to say I'll find out then? —No, there aren't, Mistress..." That didn't mean she couldn't see for herself though, did it? She was only curious because it was a new tactic to her, and there was no way she could tell what it was like this. It took much of her willpower not to fight as her legs were locked into the spreader bar, coming around again to the idea that she'd need to accept this before she was in too much trouble. A new round of smacks all around her body came seemingly out of nowhere, causing her to voice her pain even more clearly as she writhed the little that she could, eventually breaking down into a few tears. "P-Please, I'm sorry, Mistress."

[b-smth]

Aubrey perked up at the confirmation of a library. “Maybe someone can show me where it is? Or get the book for me.” She suggested as a possibility. The girl shrugged. “Whatever floats your boat.”

[queensilverton-blog]

"You'd have to find a human to do that, probably." It wasn't a bad idea. Lucy just didn't know any that were claimed and friendly off the top of her head. "—Ugh." Eventually she might get desperate enough to resort to exercise in the cell, but not just yet.

[thexrulexofxthoughts-blog]

"Worse than jail? What’s worse than that? Hell? I’ve been too good to go there." He retorted, clearly this girl out of her mind, he rolled his eyes at her.

[queensilverton-blog]

"Slavery is a lot worse than jail, babe. Might as well go 'head and call it Hell. Doesn't make much difference how good or bad you are." She'd been even more skeptical than he clearly was at first, and knew how hard it all was to understand and accept. "Everyone else will tell you the same."

[conradmagnus]

“Some are. It’s a shame you can’t count yourself among their number.” In truth the only response her insolent comments merited was the lash of a whip, but he enjoyed the opportunity to gratuitously insult her, even though she didn’t seem fazed by his insults nor his commands. “But at least you follow orders well enough.” The girl seemed to regard the order as routine as she began to remove her clothing for him, though as she had been here for a reasonable length of time this was not unexpected. “I’ll be sure to get as much use as I can out of your body while you serve me. You’re going to be sore when I’m done with you, but you’ll enjoy it, won’t you slut?” he teased her.

[queensilverton-blog]

"You've known me all of two minutes, can you really judge that yet, Sir?" It was getting on her nerves now, but nothing more. He meant nothing to her and so neither would his words, as irritating as they were getting. At least she was getting the chance to speak 'freely' — under these circumstances — and somewhat defend herself, even insult him too, maybe, so it was all worth it. "I know, Sir. Maybe you're underestimating me," she grumbled, returning to her knees and biting her lip as he seemed to amuse himself with talk of using her. "I don't know, Sir. We'll see, won't we?"

[conradmagnus]

“I can assure you that wizards are incomparably more civilized than those bestial creatures.” he said, speaking from his own pride rather than any desire to reassure her. He smiled faintly at her question. While she presented the appearance of obedience, she was clearly lacking in the genuine article. He would very much enjoy seeing her cowed into true submission. The time was ripe for her further humiliation, he thought. “Strip for me, slave!” he commanded.

[queensilverton-blog]

"So are humans, Sir." They were much more closely related, humans and wizards, than either of them were to monkeys, weren't they? She noticed he'd just shot down his own point by saying this and didn't let herself point it out. His bellowed demand was unexpected for the time being, but Lucy had assumed she'd hear it from him sooner or later, just like the others that came by her cell. None were that different. "Yes, Sir," she sighed, and without hesitation, stood to strip.

[pippassirensong-blog]

Pippa watched the girl’s reaction to the tugs, shaking her head as she decided it was hardly good enough. She held her chin in her hand, “I think I’ll have to make you come so many times that you’ll barely be able to walk when you leave here…oh and I’ll leave a message for whoever uses you next…what do you think?" she asked, singing the last section.

[queensilverton-blog]

Lucy wanted to get out of there and be done with it. When the hand grasped her chin, she first fought to get it away before realizing none of this would do her any good. Pippa wouldn't give up on her if she kept acting out, she'd just have even more fun torturing her. She entirely had the upper hand. She tried to hold it together and relish what little time she had before she'd undoubtedly be hurt again. "W-What message, Mistress?"

[if-lookscould-killian]

He walked along after her, leaning against the wall and nodding, “Go on then. You get three minutes. Tighter restrictions on shower time, most of you slaves are taking liberties with this generous time out of the cells we offer you.”

[queensilverton-blog]

Her face fell with that added information, and she couldn't help but express her dismay. "Three minutes— How am I supposed to do anything with three minutes, Sir?" What the fuck kind of liberties could she take by getting a normal amount of time to wash herself?