#makemescreambangarang

[mendaciousfeline]

hey doll... how you do1ng 1n th1s hell of slavetrade?

I suppawse it could be better but I believe I’m getting better at coping. Would you be of the Nitram family, purr chance?

[sukeiban]

hey, doll...what's been go1ng down w1th you?

あなたの画像は小さい。見慣れ。名前を付けます。

[mistressredglare]

==> Pick up.

A wide smile showed Neophyte's sharp teeth as she made her way through the mansion from the transportalizer. Rufio Nitram was her first slave, and she was truly looking forward to taking him home with her. She wore her usual red glasses, doing well to hide her blindness. She rarely took them off, and strongly disliked the idea of showing that weakness to a slave. 

Not that she needed sight, considering her remarkable talent for smelling, tasting, and hearing colors. She liked to think that she could see even better than those with vision. It might even be true. 

She twirled the key to the slave's room around her fingers as she made her way down to the slavehold. It may be a bit nontraditional for a Master to go down there, but she wanted to see, in a manner of speaking, the surprise on his face when she entered his room. 

She slowly made her way from door to door, licking each name plaque to read each slave's name until she found Rufio's. Her grin returned as she knocked on the door once before entering.