This is only roleplay, part of a longer story that Surbus and I are playing out…
[19:21] Dear Darling: Tal, my Master
[19:22] Surbus Darkstone looks down at her, his face smooth and emotionless. “Greetings, Mine. I see you found clothing. Did I give you permission?”
[19:22] Dear Darling: No, Master.
[19:22] Surbus Darkstone nods, waiting
[19:23] Dear Darling sighs and pulls the camisk over her head, letting it drop to the floor beside her.
[19:24] Surbus Darkstone watches her, his arms cross across his chest. ” Now, ask.”
[19:24] Dear Darling: May I have clothes.
[19:25] Surbus Darkstone studies her a moment, ” No. You may ask again, the right way, then I might allow it.”
[19:26] Dear Darling: May I have clothes. Please. My Master.
[19:26] Surbus Darkstone shrugs, “You may.”
[19:27] Dear Darling: Thank you. *picks the camisk up and pulls it over her head, tugging it down around her curves*
[19:27] Surbus Darkstone looks around the room, “Did you find the slave wine?”
[19:27] Dear Darling: yes, it’s right here *holds the bottle up to him*
[19:28] Surbus Darkstone nods, “Then do what you’re supposed to do. Drink it. A nice full cup.”
[19:29] Dear Darling: I already had slave wine, after Jess was born. And if I hadn’t, I would be with child now, since you didn’t see fit to belt me.
[19:30] Surbus Darkstone shrugs, “Should I belt you?”
[19:30] Dear Darling: If you wish
[19:30] Surbus Darkstone: I don’t care who uses you, but drink, do not argue with me.
[19:30] Dear Darling: I rather like squirming under men and moaning THEIR names
[19:31] Dear Darling: Yes, my Master
[19:31] Dear Darling grabs a cup and pours some slave wine into it, lifting the cup to him in salute before downing the vile liquid, coughing and spluttering at the taste
[19:32] Surbus Darkstone turns away from her, “Do not think your barbed tongue goes unnoticed, slut. I have a long memory.”
[19:33] Dear Darling: as do I, slaver of innocent children
[19:33] Surbus Darkstone heads for the door, barking behind him, “Heel, beast.”
[19:33] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[19:35] Surbus Darkstone points at the pole, “You know how to cuff yourself, I have no doubt. Do so.”
[19:36] Dear Darling looks at the pole, and then at him, then back at the pole. “I don’t know how. I have never done that before.”
[19:39] Surbus Darkstone narrows his eyes at her, not believing her one bit. “Do slaves lie?” he asks her, waiting for her to move to the pole. “Do slaves go out of their way to be disrespectful to their owner?? So slaves steal?? Do they run away??”
[19:41] Dear Darling narrows her eyes right back at him, as she crosses to the pole. “I have never lied, stole or ran away. Disrespectful, yes, I rather hate you and have you hate me than anything else. I won’t love you.” She glares up at him as she turns her back to the pole, arms behind her, wrists together.
[19:41] Surbus Darkstone strides over to her, grabbing her by the hair upon her head, dragging her to the pole as his anger rises to dangerious heights, “You try to humiliate me, you push me to be angry, as if you were to enjoy seeing me such, but you do not think at all of what it will bring to you! !” shaking her hard as he slams her against the pole. “Now stand there,” he barks.
[19:43] Dear Darling growls at him, tears filling her eyes as he yanks her by the hair, standing against the metal of the pole, the breath knocked out of her as she’s slammed against metal, jaw clenching as she stares at the ground.
[19:47] Surbus Darkstone glares at her as his fingers wrap the first cuff around her wrist, locking it tightly in place before yanking the chain tight. yanking her other arm up, he mutters to her, “There is no way you will win a battle of wills with me beast. No way. I will use every moment you struggle against me. I will turn every moment of rebellion back to you in pain and neglect. Think carefully.” Yanking hard on the chain until her arms were streched tight over her head.
[19:50] Dear Darling stares back at him, her eyes hard as he cuffs her wrists to the pole and yanks her up, having to stand on her tiptoes to avoid dangling there, her lips twisting into something resembling a smile. “I’m not trying to win. You already won. You won me, did you not?” She pauses, turning her head to look to the gate, “And there has already been plenty of neglect, or I suppose you have not noticed how thin I have grown.”
[19:54] Surbus Darkstone ’s lip curls as he looks her over, “You have not grown thin, and your thighs have spread well, so your need for the furs has been well served, I suspect. How could you even begin to be angry at me for bringing you back to what you are?? You were nothing but a fake in the robes you dared wear!” he barks, his hand flashing out to slap her across the breast before wrapping his fingers in the fabric, tearing it from her body. “After tonight, you will not be on your back much, my beast!”
[19:58] Dear Darling sneers at him, contempt in her voice. “How well you know your slave, Master, to know that she hates you for making her slave. Of course, it has nothing to do with what you did to her child.” She swings slightly in the air as he slaps her breast, cursing under her breath as the nipples tighten in wayward response, growling softly as he tears her -last- shred of clothing from her.
[20:03] Surbus Darkstone stands staring down at her, his voice growing deadly calm. “You did what you did, to your son. You left my father, his home, and his protection. You led a false life. His life is only on your head.” Leaning closer to her, he spoke softly, as if he felt some sympathy for her. ” It must be hard, to live with the enslavment of your child. But harder to live with knowing you brought it upon his head.”
[20:04] Dear Darling strains against the post as though to hurl her body at him, fury in her eyes, screaming at him. “I did NOT! I did not! I was told I was free! I was kicked out! I -hate- you!”
[20:09] Surbus Darkstone grabs her by her hair, forcing her face up to his. With a snarl he forces his lips down on hers, grinding his teeth into her lips until they bleed and finally part to his tongue. With cruel force, he grinds his body against hers, his hand grasping her tender breast, squeezing it tightly. For a moment longer, he held her like that before yanking her head back further, a glint shining in his hard eyes as he watches blood well and slip down her chin. “You did not stop to think, to ask Him, the one you had been with forever. To be sure. You ran.” He shakes his head, stepping back from her as he unclips the thin whip from his belt.
[20:13] Dear Darling gasps, eyes wide as he yanks her head back, the coppery taste of blood thick on her tongue as he cruelly kisses her, her body wanton in its response as she presses to him, her breasts heavy with need. Another gasp springs free as he tugs again at her hair, eyes pitch black as she regards him hatefully, spitting bloodied saliva to the ground before speaking in a cold voice, “I did as I was told. I left.”
[20:16] Surbus Darkstone shakes the whip out, its long limber length making a small curl on the ground by his feet. He studies her a moment before speaking. ” Turn around,” he barks, rolling his shoulder to get it limber.
[20:19] Dear Darling watches him, her eyes dropping to the whip in his hand, her gaze following the length of it. She looks back up, studying his face, her own set in anger, before wordlessly turning away from him, presenting him with the smooth expanse of her back
[20:22] Surbus Darkstone shakes the whip a bit before bringing his arm back, snapping it forward, the whip cutting the air between them to lash its tip down her back, leaving a thin red streak from shoulder to waist. He does not hesitate, his arm repeating the movement, shifting slightly so as to move where the tip finds her flesh. Over and over again it falls without hesitation.
[20:25] Dear Darling balls her fingers into tight fists, the nails cutting into her palms, to steel herself for the whip. As the whip strikes her tender flesh, she shrieks with pain, the sound echoing throughout the green city, her body pushed forward and against the cold metal of the pole with the force of the blows. Streams of salty tears flow freely down her face while her lips bleed from the earlier kiss.
[20:29] Grenna Tal: Greetings, Master
[20:29] Grenna Tal pouts, wondering what Dear’s in trouble for now
[20:29] Surbus Darkstone jaw bunches at the sounds of her cries, his eyes not leaving her back as stripe after stripe is made. Some bleed, others just welt up painfully. Yet still his arm swings, and the whip kisses her flesh. Finally, after his body is slick with sweat, does he let his arm fall to his side. Glancing to the beast kneeling, he barks out at her, “Go get salve for her back, then take her down and tend her wounds.”
[20:33] Dear Darling screams as he whips her again and again, the sound long and high turning into a wail of abject misery. Her freckled body now bears many red crisscrosses, the skin raised and angry looking. Hiccups jump from her mouth as she sobs, her tears soaking her face, which she presses to the cold metal of the pole as though seeking some solace, gazing at Grenna through lids swollen from her tears, her bloodied lip quirking into a somewhat gruesome smile before the girl trots off to find the salve.
[20:31] Grenna Tal trembles instantly at his deep, booming voice. “Y..Y…yes, Master!” *She rises to head to the physician’s office, falling and stumbling, looking back several times, then running.
[20:35] Grenna Tal normally doesn’t care much about slaves getting whipped, but she happened to like this one. She stood back, waiting to see if the Slaver was finished with his lashes. She saw the look in Dear’s eyes and her heart sank. She waited for him to motion her to apply the salve
[20:38] Surbus Darkstone curls the whip his fingers grasping the tip, wiping it acoss his pants. Clipping it back to his belt, he watches the gate, ignoring the whimpers from his beast as she is tended for. Speaking out into the air, not looking back to where she hangs, he speaks calmly, “When you have finished, take her to the kennel, be sure the straw is clean before you put her to bed. This is just the first whipping. Until she is broken, there will be many more.”
[20:40] Grenna Tal felt a lump in her throat. “Yes, Master,” she whispered and slowly rose. When she saw the condition of her back, she whinced out loud. She shook her head, but not enough for the Slaver to see. And she knew. She knew they’d have to make their move, and soon. She was gentle with her and slowly dabbed the welts with clean cloths, then applied the salve as gently as possible.
[20:41] Dear Darling wipes her tears off on her arms, breath wheezing as she tries to calm herself, her body feeling as though it were on fire. She barely hears him, though “to the kennel” caught her attention. She glances back to him, then quickly away, her whole being filled with hate, jerking and crying out with fresh pain as Grenna touches her back.
[20:42] Surbus Darkstone turns and watches a moment before striding up the hill, “I will be waiting there to lock her cage.”
[20:42] Grenna Tal sees the cloth turning red with her blood and she places her palm to it, applying gentle pressure. She whispers in her ear, “I’m being as gentle as possible, Dear. I beg forgiveness for any pain this may cause.
[20:43] Grenna Tal looks over to him without a smile on her face. “Yes Master”
[20:43] Dear Darling nods mutely at Grenna, a low sob tearing from her as she licks the blood from her lips.
[20:44] Grenna Tal follows the marks with the salve and crisscrosses her back with it, seeing the blood seep through the salve even. She applies more pressure, here and there where it’s bleeding and finally begins to win the battle. “If you don’t scar, I’ll be amazed.”
[20:46] Dear Darling sniffs and nods, then sniffs again. “I’ll ask Aura.. I mean the physician, if she has anything else to make sure I don’t. Thank you, Grenna.”
[20:46] Grenna Tal nods and reached up. She puts an arm under her arm for support and with her free hand, she loosens the binds.
[20:47] Grenna Tal tries so hard to be careful.
[20:48] Dear Darling slumps against Grenna as her hands are freed, finding her legs to be rubbery and no help at all. She cries out as a fresh wave of pain slams into her, knees buckling so that she nearly collapses.
[20:49] Grenna Tal grips her by her upper arms, seeing they are the only things not red and welted. Carefully, she hoists one of her arms over Grenna’s shoulders and aids her in walking. “What did you do to deserve this?
[20:50] Grenna Tal stops and places her back against the pole. She can see the hair clinging to the salve, so she puts it up for her, then continues helping her.
[20:51] Dear Darling clings to Grenna, stumbling along with her, snorting in reply to the question. “Take you pick: was freed, made him look for me, made him love me, and refuse to love him back.”
[20:53] Grenna Tal struggles to hold her up and open the door, too. But she manages and gets the slave inside
[20:53] Grenna Tal opens the door
[20:53] Grenna Tal: She’s weak, Master
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone turns nodding, ” put her in there” pointing to the cage.
[20:54] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[20:54] Grenna Tal guides her over, feeling her struggle just to stand
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone: she is to get only bread and water, but be sure she drinks plenty.
[20:54] Dear Darling sends him a wooden glance, her expression carefully blank as Grenna helps her into the cage
[20:55] Grenna Tal helps her kneel, guiding her down to the floor. She whispers, “be strong, Dear.”
[20:55] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master
[20:55] Grenna Tal: Would you like her fed and watered now?
[20:55] Surbus Darkstone glances at his beast, his eyes cold, “This is your choice. the longer you fight me, the long you will suffer.”
[20:56] Dear Darling winces as she kneels, smiling up at Grenna and winces again as the smile pulls at her lips. She looks at him, and then carefully turns away.
[20:56] Surbus Darkstone nods to the slave, “Feed her, be sure she is as comfortable as a beast should be. Clean straw. Nothing more”
[20:57] Surbus Darkstone glances at the long haired beast, “And do not tarry in doing so, if you take too long, she will have nothing.”
[20:58] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master. I’ll bring the clean straw as well. *She looks to him through the cage door. He strongly resembled the Captain she so adored. She couldn’t see why Dear would reject him so, but she knew Dear to be a good judge of men, and realized there was much she didn’t know and probably never would.*
[20:58] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[20:58] Grenna Tal: Please open the cage for me, Master?
[20:58] Grenna Tal exits the kennel and hartas to fetch the clean straw
[20:58] Grenna Tal opens the door
[21:01] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[21:01] Grenna Tal: Thank you, Master
[21:02] Grenna Tal drops the carrier on the floor and hurries to spread the straw out just big enough to make a sleeping spot for her. She tried to tuft it as best she could, wanting Dear to be as comfortable as straw would allow.
[21:03] Surbus Darkstone hears her enter, opening the cage. “Let her sleep tonight, feed her in the morning. She is not to leave the cage until I return.” Turning to return to the desk, stopping, he glances over, opening the cage, “Close it when you’re done. I will lock it before I sleep.”
[21:03] Grenna Tal: I’ll fetch her water and sa-tarna now, Master
[21:04] Dear Darling leans her shoulder against the wood of the wall and watches Grenna moving around. Her lashes fluttered over swollen eyes as her head dipped sleepily.
[21:06] Grenna Tal: Dear…come here.
[21:07] Grenna Tal: Please. I know you’re in pain, but you have to take this before he returns.
[21:07] Dear Darling: take what?
[21:08] Grenna Tal looks around, making sure the coast is clear. “I put a leaf of kanda in the bread. Do not swallow it or its juices. Chew it and spit it out. It will take your pain away.”
[21:08] Dear Darling: thank you, Grenna… you are very kind *pushes her hand through the links ot the cage*
[21:09] Grenna Tal: See? *She shows her the leaf and with no one around, she pulls the leaf out and gives it to her.* “It will make you feel less pain. It will make you feel happy again… a little silly even.”
[21:10] Dear Darling laughs, then stops abruptly as her lip starts to blood again. She takes the leaf and places it in her mouth, chewing slowly. “Funny. I was just talking to a Master about kanda today.”
[21:11] Grenna Tal: When you’re done chewing the leaf, break it into very tiny pieces and hide it in the straw. If there’s evidence, I’m in trouble.
[21:12] Grenna Tal: What did the Master say about kanda?
[21:13] Dear Darling laughs in a kinda goofy way, already feeling th effects of the kinda. “I can make it into a paste and fill in the cracks of the walls.” She beams at Grenna, showing her teeth, not even noticing as her lip oozed. “He said it was very addictive.”
[21:14] Grenna Tal: Oh, yes! That would be an even better idea. *She laughs, watching her eyes beginning to glass over*
[21:15] Dear Darling giggles, then slaps a hand over her mouth as she’s never been one for giggling. She then giggles harder, the sound coming out as a snort. She spits the kanda out into her hand and starts to press it into the wall.
[22:21] Grenna Tal: Be sure to drink all that water and eat the bread or your Master will whip me too!
[22:21] Dear Darling wrinkles her nose
[22:21] Dear Darling: I’m not very hungry, but I’ll do something with it
[22:21] Grenna Tal smiles at her, only imagining what uses the creative girl will find for it.
[22:22] Grenna Tal: I’ll check on you tomorrow, Dear.
[22:22] Grenna Tal: Be strong
[22:22] Dear Darling: thank you, kajira… I will be
[22:22] Grenna Tal tilts her head and smiles at her once more, before departing.
[22:22] Grenna Tal opens the door
[19:21] Dear Darling: Tal, my Master
[19:22] Surbus Darkstone looks down at her, his face smooth and emotionless. “Greetings, Mine. I see you found clothing. Did I give you permission?”
[19:22] Dear Darling: No, Master.
[19:22] Surbus Darkstone nods, waiting
[19:23] Dear Darling sighs and pulls the camisk over her head, letting it drop to the floor beside her.
[19:24] Surbus Darkstone watches her, his arms cross across his chest. ” Now, ask.”
[19:24] Dear Darling: May I have clothes.
[19:25] Surbus Darkstone studies her a moment, ” No. You may ask again, the right way, then I might allow it.”
[19:26] Dear Darling: May I have clothes. Please. My Master.
[19:26] Surbus Darkstone shrugs, “You may.”
[19:27] Dear Darling: Thank you. *picks the camisk up and pulls it over her head, tugging it down around her curves*
[19:27] Surbus Darkstone looks around the room, “Did you find the slave wine?”
[19:27] Dear Darling: yes, it’s right here *holds the bottle up to him*
[19:28] Surbus Darkstone nods, “Then do what you’re supposed to do. Drink it. A nice full cup.”
[19:29] Dear Darling: I already had slave wine, after Jess was born. And if I hadn’t, I would be with child now, since you didn’t see fit to belt me.
[19:30] Surbus Darkstone shrugs, “Should I belt you?”
[19:30] Dear Darling: If you wish
[19:30] Surbus Darkstone: I don’t care who uses you, but drink, do not argue with me.
[19:30] Dear Darling: I rather like squirming under men and moaning THEIR names
[19:31] Dear Darling: Yes, my Master
[19:31] Dear Darling grabs a cup and pours some slave wine into it, lifting the cup to him in salute before downing the vile liquid, coughing and spluttering at the taste
[19:32] Surbus Darkstone turns away from her, “Do not think your barbed tongue goes unnoticed, slut. I have a long memory.”
[19:33] Dear Darling: as do I, slaver of innocent children
[19:33] Surbus Darkstone heads for the door, barking behind him, “Heel, beast.”
[19:33] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[19:35] Surbus Darkstone points at the pole, “You know how to cuff yourself, I have no doubt. Do so.”
[19:36] Dear Darling looks at the pole, and then at him, then back at the pole. “I don’t know how. I have never done that before.”
[19:39] Surbus Darkstone narrows his eyes at her, not believing her one bit. “Do slaves lie?” he asks her, waiting for her to move to the pole. “Do slaves go out of their way to be disrespectful to their owner?? So slaves steal?? Do they run away??”
[19:41] Dear Darling narrows her eyes right back at him, as she crosses to the pole. “I have never lied, stole or ran away. Disrespectful, yes, I rather hate you and have you hate me than anything else. I won’t love you.” She glares up at him as she turns her back to the pole, arms behind her, wrists together.
[19:41] Surbus Darkstone strides over to her, grabbing her by the hair upon her head, dragging her to the pole as his anger rises to dangerious heights, “You try to humiliate me, you push me to be angry, as if you were to enjoy seeing me such, but you do not think at all of what it will bring to you! !” shaking her hard as he slams her against the pole. “Now stand there,” he barks.
[19:43] Dear Darling growls at him, tears filling her eyes as he yanks her by the hair, standing against the metal of the pole, the breath knocked out of her as she’s slammed against metal, jaw clenching as she stares at the ground.
[19:47] Surbus Darkstone glares at her as his fingers wrap the first cuff around her wrist, locking it tightly in place before yanking the chain tight. yanking her other arm up, he mutters to her, “There is no way you will win a battle of wills with me beast. No way. I will use every moment you struggle against me. I will turn every moment of rebellion back to you in pain and neglect. Think carefully.” Yanking hard on the chain until her arms were streched tight over her head.
[19:50] Dear Darling stares back at him, her eyes hard as he cuffs her wrists to the pole and yanks her up, having to stand on her tiptoes to avoid dangling there, her lips twisting into something resembling a smile. “I’m not trying to win. You already won. You won me, did you not?” She pauses, turning her head to look to the gate, “And there has already been plenty of neglect, or I suppose you have not noticed how thin I have grown.”
[19:54] Surbus Darkstone ’s lip curls as he looks her over, “You have not grown thin, and your thighs have spread well, so your need for the furs has been well served, I suspect. How could you even begin to be angry at me for bringing you back to what you are?? You were nothing but a fake in the robes you dared wear!” he barks, his hand flashing out to slap her across the breast before wrapping his fingers in the fabric, tearing it from her body. “After tonight, you will not be on your back much, my beast!”
[19:58] Dear Darling sneers at him, contempt in her voice. “How well you know your slave, Master, to know that she hates you for making her slave. Of course, it has nothing to do with what you did to her child.” She swings slightly in the air as he slaps her breast, cursing under her breath as the nipples tighten in wayward response, growling softly as he tears her -last- shred of clothing from her.
[20:03] Surbus Darkstone stands staring down at her, his voice growing deadly calm. “You did what you did, to your son. You left my father, his home, and his protection. You led a false life. His life is only on your head.” Leaning closer to her, he spoke softly, as if he felt some sympathy for her. ” It must be hard, to live with the enslavment of your child. But harder to live with knowing you brought it upon his head.”
[20:04] Dear Darling strains against the post as though to hurl her body at him, fury in her eyes, screaming at him. “I did NOT! I did not! I was told I was free! I was kicked out! I -hate- you!”
[20:09] Surbus Darkstone grabs her by her hair, forcing her face up to his. With a snarl he forces his lips down on hers, grinding his teeth into her lips until they bleed and finally part to his tongue. With cruel force, he grinds his body against hers, his hand grasping her tender breast, squeezing it tightly. For a moment longer, he held her like that before yanking her head back further, a glint shining in his hard eyes as he watches blood well and slip down her chin. “You did not stop to think, to ask Him, the one you had been with forever. To be sure. You ran.” He shakes his head, stepping back from her as he unclips the thin whip from his belt.
[20:13] Dear Darling gasps, eyes wide as he yanks her head back, the coppery taste of blood thick on her tongue as he cruelly kisses her, her body wanton in its response as she presses to him, her breasts heavy with need. Another gasp springs free as he tugs again at her hair, eyes pitch black as she regards him hatefully, spitting bloodied saliva to the ground before speaking in a cold voice, “I did as I was told. I left.”
[20:16] Surbus Darkstone shakes the whip out, its long limber length making a small curl on the ground by his feet. He studies her a moment before speaking. ” Turn around,” he barks, rolling his shoulder to get it limber.
[20:19] Dear Darling watches him, her eyes dropping to the whip in his hand, her gaze following the length of it. She looks back up, studying his face, her own set in anger, before wordlessly turning away from him, presenting him with the smooth expanse of her back
[20:22] Surbus Darkstone shakes the whip a bit before bringing his arm back, snapping it forward, the whip cutting the air between them to lash its tip down her back, leaving a thin red streak from shoulder to waist. He does not hesitate, his arm repeating the movement, shifting slightly so as to move where the tip finds her flesh. Over and over again it falls without hesitation.
[20:25] Dear Darling balls her fingers into tight fists, the nails cutting into her palms, to steel herself for the whip. As the whip strikes her tender flesh, she shrieks with pain, the sound echoing throughout the green city, her body pushed forward and against the cold metal of the pole with the force of the blows. Streams of salty tears flow freely down her face while her lips bleed from the earlier kiss.
[20:29] Grenna Tal: Greetings, Master
[20:29] Grenna Tal pouts, wondering what Dear’s in trouble for now
[20:29] Surbus Darkstone jaw bunches at the sounds of her cries, his eyes not leaving her back as stripe after stripe is made. Some bleed, others just welt up painfully. Yet still his arm swings, and the whip kisses her flesh. Finally, after his body is slick with sweat, does he let his arm fall to his side. Glancing to the beast kneeling, he barks out at her, “Go get salve for her back, then take her down and tend her wounds.”
[20:33] Dear Darling screams as he whips her again and again, the sound long and high turning into a wail of abject misery. Her freckled body now bears many red crisscrosses, the skin raised and angry looking. Hiccups jump from her mouth as she sobs, her tears soaking her face, which she presses to the cold metal of the pole as though seeking some solace, gazing at Grenna through lids swollen from her tears, her bloodied lip quirking into a somewhat gruesome smile before the girl trots off to find the salve.
[20:31] Grenna Tal trembles instantly at his deep, booming voice. “Y..Y…yes, Master!” *She rises to head to the physician’s office, falling and stumbling, looking back several times, then running.
[20:35] Grenna Tal normally doesn’t care much about slaves getting whipped, but she happened to like this one. She stood back, waiting to see if the Slaver was finished with his lashes. She saw the look in Dear’s eyes and her heart sank. She waited for him to motion her to apply the salve
[20:38] Surbus Darkstone curls the whip his fingers grasping the tip, wiping it acoss his pants. Clipping it back to his belt, he watches the gate, ignoring the whimpers from his beast as she is tended for. Speaking out into the air, not looking back to where she hangs, he speaks calmly, “When you have finished, take her to the kennel, be sure the straw is clean before you put her to bed. This is just the first whipping. Until she is broken, there will be many more.”
[20:40] Grenna Tal felt a lump in her throat. “Yes, Master,” she whispered and slowly rose. When she saw the condition of her back, she whinced out loud. She shook her head, but not enough for the Slaver to see. And she knew. She knew they’d have to make their move, and soon. She was gentle with her and slowly dabbed the welts with clean cloths, then applied the salve as gently as possible.
[20:41] Dear Darling wipes her tears off on her arms, breath wheezing as she tries to calm herself, her body feeling as though it were on fire. She barely hears him, though “to the kennel” caught her attention. She glances back to him, then quickly away, her whole being filled with hate, jerking and crying out with fresh pain as Grenna touches her back.
[20:42] Surbus Darkstone turns and watches a moment before striding up the hill, “I will be waiting there to lock her cage.”
[20:42] Grenna Tal sees the cloth turning red with her blood and she places her palm to it, applying gentle pressure. She whispers in her ear, “I’m being as gentle as possible, Dear. I beg forgiveness for any pain this may cause.
[20:43] Grenna Tal looks over to him without a smile on her face. “Yes Master”
[20:43] Dear Darling nods mutely at Grenna, a low sob tearing from her as she licks the blood from her lips.
[20:44] Grenna Tal follows the marks with the salve and crisscrosses her back with it, seeing the blood seep through the salve even. She applies more pressure, here and there where it’s bleeding and finally begins to win the battle. “If you don’t scar, I’ll be amazed.”
[20:46] Dear Darling sniffs and nods, then sniffs again. “I’ll ask Aura.. I mean the physician, if she has anything else to make sure I don’t. Thank you, Grenna.”
[20:46] Grenna Tal nods and reached up. She puts an arm under her arm for support and with her free hand, she loosens the binds.
[20:47] Grenna Tal tries so hard to be careful.
[20:48] Dear Darling slumps against Grenna as her hands are freed, finding her legs to be rubbery and no help at all. She cries out as a fresh wave of pain slams into her, knees buckling so that she nearly collapses.
[20:49] Grenna Tal grips her by her upper arms, seeing they are the only things not red and welted. Carefully, she hoists one of her arms over Grenna’s shoulders and aids her in walking. “What did you do to deserve this?
[20:50] Grenna Tal stops and places her back against the pole. She can see the hair clinging to the salve, so she puts it up for her, then continues helping her.
[20:51] Dear Darling clings to Grenna, stumbling along with her, snorting in reply to the question. “Take your pick: was freed, made him look for me, made him love me, and refuse to love him back.”
[20:53] Grenna Tal struggles to hold her up and open the door, too. But she manages and gets the slave inside
[20:53] Grenna Tal opens the door
[20:53] Grenna Tal: She’s weak, Master
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone turns nodding, ” put her in there” pointing to the cage.
[20:54] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[20:54] Grenna Tal guides her over, feeling her struggle just to stand
[20:54] Surbus Darkstone: she is to get only bread and water, but be sure she drinks plenty.
[20:54] Dear Darling sends him a wooden glance, her expression carefully blank as Grenna helps her into the cage
[20:55] Grenna Tal helps her kneel, guiding her down to the floor. She whispers, “be strong, Dear.”
[20:55] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master
[20:55] Grenna Tal: Would you like her fed and watered now?
[20:55] Surbus Darkstone glances at his beast, his eyes cold, “This is your choice. the longer you fight me, the long you will suffer.”
[20:56] Dear Darling winces as she kneels, smiling up at Grenna and winces again as the smile pulls at her lips. She looks at him, and then carefully turns away.
[20:56] Surbus Darkstone nods to the slave, “Feed her, be sure she is as comfortable as a beast should be. Clean straw. Nothing more”
[20:57] Surbus Darkstone glances at the long haired beast, “And do not tarry in doing so, if you take too long, she will have nothing.”
[20:58] Grenna Tal: Yes, Master. I’ll bring the clean straw as well. *She looks to him through the cage door. He strongly resembled the Captain she so adored. She couldn’t see why Dear would reject him so, but she knew Dear to be a good judge of men, and realized there was much she didn’t know and probably never would.*
[20:58] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[20:58] Grenna Tal: Please open the cage for me, Master?
[20:58] Grenna Tal exits the kennel and hartas to fetch the clean straw
[20:58] Grenna Tal opens the door
[21:01] Surbus Darkstone opens the door
[21:01] Grenna Tal: Thank you, Master
[21:02] Grenna Tal drops the carrier on the floor and hurries to spread the straw out just big enough to make a sleeping spot for her. She tried to tuft it as best she could, wanting Dear to be as comfortable as straw would allow.
[21:03] Surbus Darkstone hears her enter, opening the cage. “Let her sleep tonight, feed her in the morning. She is not to leave the cage until I return.” Turning to return to the desk, stopping, he glances over, opening the cage, “Close it when you’re done. I will lock it before I sleep.”
[21:03] Grenna Tal: I’ll fetch her water and sa-tarna now, Master
[21:04] Dear Darling leans her shoulder against the wood of the wall and watches Grenna moving around. Her lashes fluttered over swollen eyes as her head dipped sleepily.
[21:06] Grenna Tal: Dear…come here.
[21:07] Grenna Tal: Please. I know you’re in pain, but you have to take this before he returns.
[21:07] Dear Darling: take what?
[21:08] Grenna Tal looks around, making sure the coast is clear. “I put a leaf of kanda in the bread. Do not swallow it or its juices. Chew it and spit it out. It will take your pain away.”
[21:08] Dear Darling: thank you, Grenna… you are very kind *pushes her hand through the links of the cage*
[21:09] Grenna Tal: See? *She shows her the leaf and with no one around, she pulls the leaf out and gives it to her.* “It will make you feel less pain. It will make you feel happy again… a little silly even.”
[21:10] Dear Darling laughs, then stops abruptly as her lip starts to blood again. She takes the leaf and places it in her mouth, chewing slowly. “Funny. I was just talking to a Master about kanda today.”
[21:11] Grenna Tal: When you’re done chewing the leaf, break it into very tiny pieces and hide it in the straw. If there’s evidence, I’m in trouble.
[21:12] Grenna Tal: What did the Master say about kanda?
[21:13] Dear Darling laughs in a kinda goofy way, already feeling th effects of the kinda. “I can make it into a paste and fill in the cracks of the walls.” She beams at Grenna, showing her teeth, not even noticing as her lip oozed. “He said it was very addictive.”
[21:14] Grenna Tal: Oh, yes! That would be an even better idea. *She laughs, watching her eyes beginning to glass over*
[21:15] Dear Darling giggles, then slaps a hand over her mouth as she’s never been one for giggling. She then giggles harder, the sound coming out as a snort. She spits the kanda out into her hand and starts to press it into the wall.
[22:21] Grenna Tal: Be sure to drink all that water and eat the bread or your Master will whip me too!
[22:21] Dear Darling wrinkles her nose
[22:21] Dear Darling: I’m not very hungry, but I’ll do something with it
[22:21] Grenna Tal smiles at her, only imagining what uses the creative girl will find for it.
[22:22] Grenna Tal: I’ll check on you tomorrow, Dear.
[22:22] Grenna Tal: Be strong
[22:22] Dear Darling: thank you, kajira… I will be
[22:22] Grenna Tal tilts her head and smiles at her once more, before departing.
[22:22] Grenna Tal opens the door
