is this just desire or the truth?

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

Despite Felix making a grab at him, Jayden still wasn’t convinced the new trainer would do it. Jayden shoved the man off, pushing his hand away with a slap. “Fuck off. Get your rocks off somewhere else.”

This time Felix grabbed both arms, twisting them till he had Jayden immobile with little wiggle room for him to escape unless he knew what he was doing and the trainer wouldn’t underestimate his former friend. “Don’t flatter yourself by thinking an old man like you turns me on,” he stated flatly as he pushed him towards his office.

[trainerfontaine]

kylexhartley:

An eyebrow slighted raised while Kyle listened to the trainer’s instructions, but just for a couple seconds, the slave quickly returning to his previous eager-to-server behavior. Those instructions weren’t anything surprising, but they’re so… basic. Thinking about the stories he’d heard and the other fonts of information he’d acquired through alternative means, he was ready for things to go in quite a few different directions. He had no problem whatsoever if he only needed to clean and cook for the Fontaine-boy while he was in there, though. It’d make things a lot easier for him.

“So, I’ll sleep in the guest room, do not make a mess, do not get anywhere near a computer, cook the meals and do not skip classes”, he listed out loud, to make sure he had got all that. And, well, yeah, he took some liberties while repeating, but the ideas were more likely still the same. “Did I get it all right, sir?” He asked, just to be sure he wasn’t missing anything. He tried to think if he had any more questions, but nothing really came to mind. Or, at least, nothing he’d actually ask. 

“No questions, sir. Just if I’m supposed to do something tonight or…?” That’s the only thing he deemed safe to ask at the moment, even if he definitely hated to be ordered around. Unfortunately, for now, it was necessary.

After dealing with so many bratty and disobedient slaves, having one that listened the first time was somewhat unnerving. Welcomed but still not something he thought he would be fortunate enough to get on a random bid. “You’re correct,” he nodded, eyes narrowing at his next question.

Felix could easily guess what the slave was implying or at least what he was expecting to be asked of. Even though slaves were trained for chores and further allowed to continue talents that might please a master, the main goal always was to teach them how to please a master sexually. The trainer himself had a healthy libido but he preferred men and women that he deemed his equal. The one night use of a slave was not something he considered but now he had the male at his disposal to do with whatever he wished for two weeks.

“Do you have any sexual interest in men?” While Felix saw slaves as mere objects and would have no qualms with using forceful persuasion, he also wasn’t going to consider it if there was no chance of the slave having a mutual interest. The only reward from bedding an unwilling slave would be to make them submit and want you in the end but that would be impossible if he had no sexual interest in males. If that turned out to be the case then having a maid for two weeks would be fine with him.

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

“And you will never be nothing than a brainwashed cunt. Punish me, then. Train me. You don’t have the fucking balls. You’ll get the guards to do it.” Jayden was at his wits end, and turned to leave.

“It makes no difference who the punishment comes from but if you’re that eager to learn something from me then perhaps it can be arranged.” Glaring at the man’s back, he was tempted to let him leave so he wouldn’t have to deal with him but he could not let him walk away thinking her had won. Grabbing his shoulder in a harsh grip, he turned the man back around. “Why don’t we start your first lesson now?”

[trainerfontaine]

ainesvelkov:

Normally just the appearance of a trainer would have Aine seizing up with fear. But she was so content there with her smoothie and the warm beach, that she simply moved aside for the man and then looked out at the view. While she was relaxed, Aine decided to bring something up. “Sir, could I ask you something?”

Since taking the position as the House trainer, he had to deal with a multitude of disobedient and irritating slave. Fortunately, Aine was an exception and she always acted as a good model to the other slaves. “What is it?” He prompted her with a more casual tone rather than the one he used with all the slaves.

[trainerfontaine]

ropedaggie:

“It was the first thing I could think of! You try being creative when you’re not even picking out your own clothes!” Aggie  narrowed his eyes. “My place is supposed to be at home. Getting ready for work, not sitting in a dorm wearing a color coded band.”

“It may have been but you’re place is now to act and behave as a well trained slave. My first suggestion would be to shut up and accept it. Being new will not excuse disobedience or disrespect.”

[trainerfontaine]

ainesvelkov:

Aine’s time with Ellen had been blissful. She only had two more days though, and while Ellen was busy, Aine was sitting on a bench by the beach, a smoothie resting on her lap as she started to think about what it would be like to leave her little holiday and go back to the House. Having been basking in the sun, when a shadow came over her she squinted and looked up, biting her lip. “Oh, hi. Did you want to sit here?”

It was still highly odd to have to share his space with a slave but Felix stopped caring after the first few days and just accepted the routine they had developed. Today, he just needed a break from work and he went for a walk, finding himself at the beach. “It’s fine.” He simply sat next to the slave, recognizing her as one of the few that actually behaved.

[trainerfontaine]

ropedaggie:

“Fine. Maybe I’m a little mad. But I think I’m allowed to be a little bit mad, don’t disallow me from my anger or I’ll spit in your tea.” Aggie stared. Despite his stated anger in the matter, his face was stony and still, only a glint of his fury hinting in his eyes. “I’ll think of a better threat later, but for now, that’s what I’ll do, and don’t think that I won’t.”

“I don’t drink tea,” he responded, not amused by the slave’s behavior. Even if the kid was new there was only so much that could be tolerated. “I suggest learning to adjust quicker or else you will be punished in order to teach you your place.”

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

“Yeah, and at what point did we stop being equals, huh? When did I become ‘nothing but a slave’? If I take these cuffs off and somehow get free, will you stop being an insufferable shit-for-brains teenage boy?” Jayden snarled. He’d done nothing to receive the punishments he had. 

“You will never be nothing more than a slave even if you do obtain your freedom again. I see that now it was a mistake on my part but you were my friend and I trusted you. Now you have not only betrayed your family but also made threats against mine. You know me well enough that I’ll never forgive that.”

[trainerfontaine]

kylexhartley:

The sound of the front door opening followed by his name being called made Kyle diverge his attention from the bright lights of the city back to the interior of the room and to the trainer now standing there. He took a second examine his – and he already hated to think about anyone like that – master for the time being. The information dealer inside of him was extremely curious to meet a Fontaine in person, the few he sometimes had spotted around New York, obviously, hadn’t paid him any mind. “Good evening, sir. Welcome home”, the slave greeted like the good boy he’s pretending to be, with his best smile on. Fontaine-boy here was still amongst the last people Kyle would want to anger while he was a slave.

The only problem was that the guy’s discomfort was so obvious it was almost palpable from across the room, and Kyle had no idea if he should find that laughable or worrisome. Well, at least he was able to keep himself from reacting, but it made him wander if there was some deeper meaning to Fontaine-boy’s betting. But as long as Kyle hadn’t made more people than he knew mad, he should be okay, right? He was pretty sure there wouldn’t be anybody else. “No, I’m not. Thank you, sir, but I managed to eat something at the party”, Kyle answered, smile still in face and not sharing his thoughts in any way. “Would you like me to do something, sir?” He was talking about food, but considering the situation, he wouldn’t care if Fontaine-boy decided to interpret the question in another way.

Whether it was an act or not, Felix had yet to determine but as long as the boy behaved it made no difference to him. All that mattered was that a slave in his care knew their place, regardless of the situation. Nodding, he studied him for a long moment, judging that he had at least enough sense to buy one of the more attractive slaves. Growing up, Felix hardly looked at other people in terms of attractiveness but his job thrived on sin and sex, he expected to have do more of that now.

“Good. I already ate as well.” Since preparing food was off the table, he took a moment to think of what to do next. Felix was wound tightly and his eldest sister liked had taken to urging him to using the people he now had at his disposal in order to unwind. However, he had never followed through on that and even with the perfect opportunity before him he had no real desire to do it. Not yet, anyways. “There’s a guest room prepared with clothes. Do not make a mess and my office is locked. Unless I expressly give the order you are to never enter it. If you can cook then you will prepares meals for both of us and make sure to keep up with any training regimen you may have been given at the House. If you have questions then ask them now.”

[trainerfontaine]

chiefcloudbeard:

The expressions on Dean’s face matched those of the man that he stood in front of. “I was told to "report” here". A guard had stopped him in the hall, telling him of where he was supposed to go today. After giving a punch to his stomach. “If not I’ll gladly leave”.

“Come in,” he ordered flatly. Must be a new slave if he did not recognize him by face. “Name?” Felix sat down at his desk, searching on his computer for the files of the most recent batch of slaves brought in. Since the slaves had proven to be so unruly when he got here, he did not want them encouraging similar behavior in new arrivals before he made clear that rule breaking was not a luxury they could ever afford.

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

Jayden snapped. He’d had enough of Felix’s crap whining. “’Standard training’ my ass. You just want another bullshit reason to bitch and moan about how I betrayed my family. You know what? They deserved it, Felix. They were shitty people. There is jack shit I can do about it now. And making me walk around in lacy lingerie, forcing me to eat that fucking Punishment Diet when I’m clearly one of the best investments the House has ever fucking made, is bullshit.”

Felix knew his former friend’s temperament, it always surprised him how easily he could let himself become ruled by emotions but he guessed that was had gotten him into this position to begin with. “You’re right. I do hate you because nothing is more disgusting to me than a man who would betray his family. However, my job will always come first so stop addressing me as if we’re equals. You are nothing but a slave and you must continue the standard training like every other slave. Any punishments you receive are brought on by you and only you. Emotions have made you weak but don’t think that they will do the same to me. My hatred for you does not hold any sway in my decisions regarding your training so stop assuming that you’re being singled out and accept that you now have to suffer at the other end of your former job.”

[trainerfontaine]

kylexhartley:

@trainerfontaine​

Kyle still had to do more waiting after the auction. Great. His buyer had barely given him any attention before ordering some guards to take the slave to his place, while the guy helped cleaning up after the party or whatever. Kyle guessed this was part of the perks of being bought by a house employee. The problem was that now he had to deal with even more nothingness and boredom. He would’ve risked asking his captors for a third option if he knew he would have to endure so many uneventful moments while being a sex slave. And it didn’t help that none of the guards wanted to talk on their way. One of them even threatened to forcefully shut him up. Rude. The threat worked though.

Arriving at their destination didn’t helped either. Kyle had heard of the Argent Towers before and had seen it from a distance after arriving in the city, and it was his first time inside. However, he definitely wouldn’t try to explore the place alone while on his current predicament. It was not worth the risk. He did take some time after the guards left him in the room to find out where the bathroom and the kitchen were, though, since he would be staying there for the next couple of weeks. In the end, he just wasted most of his time until the Fontaine-boy (oh, yeah, Kyle was aware of who his buyer and, more important, his family were, but he wasn’t worry about it for now) by a window, watching the city’s night live.

The auction still had to be cleaned so he did not hesitate to leave Kyle in the care of the guards. It hadn’t even been his intention to buy any of the slaves but he had gotten caught up in the crowd and the little competition with the other trainer, Sofia. It was stupid and he scolded himself for it but whatever even he needed a release. After taking a moment to talk to Darla, he made sure the bar was cleaned up and that no master or mistress left with their slave for the night, giving them a hassle. When everything was taken care of he stopped by his office to grab the file for the slave he had bought. Something had struck him as familiar but he waited till his ride to the Argent Towers picked him up before reading the file in the car. It came to him immediately as he read the slave’s history and he knew right away that the boy would need some discipline.

Tucking the file away into the inner pocket of his jacket, he entered his apartment, scanning the area to see if the male had caused any damage in the time that he was left alone. He left him alone on purpose to see if he had enough common sense not to touch anything or make a mess while he wasn’t around. “Kyle,” he called out to the slave in a monotone to get his attention. “Are you... hungry?” This wasn’t a training session so the usual protocol for dealing with a slave wasn’t necessary but it felt unnatural to have someone other than family within his living space and he was already regretting this decision.

[slavejameswalsh-deactivated2017]

Another event, another day he wouldn’t spend in his room like he would’ve preferred to. They’d given him different clothes than last time, he was wearing a suit and tie - it almost felt familiar. He was strolling through the main hall, mostly just looking around, trying to find familiar faces or just generally friendly faces he could hide out with. It was crowded and the night had only begun. “S-so many people.” He whispered to himself. 

[trainerfontaine]

Felix had come mostly just to monitor the behavior of the slaves. He could have stayed in the back till the auction began but he knew that letting the slaves loose with access to a bar may lead a troublesome night. His attention was caught by a skittish male, his comment forcing himself to hold back an eye roll. “In a city like this you should be used to it.”

[trainerfontaine]

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

Jayden rolled his eyes at Felix’s glare. His old friend’s threats and countenance were about as intimidating as a kitten. “Oh, stop pussyfooting around. I don’t need training. I’ve gotten more rentals than anyone else I room with. And no complaints. Hell, you should change the colour of my cuffs. I’m a regular fuckin’ angel.”

“I don’t see how with an attitude like yours.” Felix really did not understand how anyone could put up with this man but he reminded himself that they had once been friends. Beyond the betrayal, he would never admit it but Jayden had some redeeming qualities, unfortunately, he couldn’t look past what had been done. “There’s still the standard training you must go through regularly. You know it’s nothing more than a formality so suck it up and we won’t have to meet more than necessary.”

[trainerfontaine]

little-aliyacollins:

Aliya frowned.  “Well, I really just need a hug and I haven’t seen him in a while, which is weird ‘cause, I mean … he used to always be around but you guys stole him from me.”

“We can’t steal what doesn’t belong to you,” he spoke coldly, realizing that this was going to be a waste of his time. “As I said before, if you wish to spend time with him then I suggest filing for a rental. Otherwise, you have no business here.”

[trainerfontaine]

mr-croft:

“You’ll be sticking me with Miss Dixon instead? Oof, good move. We spent a good few hours over that weekend rental making sure we weren’t too familiar with each other.” Jayden smirked, patting the trainer good naturedly on the shoulder. “Good try, Felix.”

Felix’s glare turned absolutely icy as he jerked away from the touch. “Don’t act like we’re still friends. If you really want me to be the one to train you then I’ll make an exception.” There was an underlying threat to his words but it seemed there always was these days.