Post by Femme on Jan 21, 2006 10:39:22 GMT -5
Laurna_Smith Yes, she was a typical newbie, strolling into the Auction, looking for something to buy. Features that were unmistakable. Hair that was ebon in color, slicked back and pulled into a high ponytail. Emerald eyes who had lost their sparkle so long ago, sleep crusted corners. And lips. Her lips were crimson in color beneath the nice white film that lay over them. Clothing? That was easy. Too easy. A white shirt had been pulled from her bedroom floor, crinkled still with the weight of all the other clothes that were piled on top of it. She had smelled it first though. There was a stain just off to the bottom right corner of it, but that had been easy to hide. Simply tying the shirt into a knot at the side the stain vanished within the folds of the fabric. Of course when she moved to quickly it could be seen. <C>
Laurna_Smith There was something else though, something that was wrong. She was struggling to walk into the Auction, stumbling over her pants that had come to fall 'round her ankles. She wanted to get a good Slave. And to get a good Slave she needed gold. Most people didn't seem to realize how heavy gold pieces here. But she did. She knew how heavy gold was. It was the only reason that her pants were at her ankles. Now as for underwear? A few days old. Couldn't quite see through them yet. There weren't bikinis, they weren't thongs. No, she liked to have her whole ass coveBlue. A stain here and a stain there. Who would have noticed anyway? She didn't think tha anyone would see her. Of course she had misjudged how heavy that the gold in her pants would be. And her pants, they finally tore halfway here. <C>
Laurna_Smith The waistband of them was still around her waist. Part of the leg that would come to cover her thigh. It was sparse material though. Ripped to shBlues. She'd tried to hold onto them, but it just didn't work. And the only thing they kept them where they were, the thick black belt. Leather that once was new. But no, not anymore. It was cracked now. Too many times had she left it in the water. Her own fault really.
Laurna_Smith Her boots drag over the wood of the Auction, the ass of her pants pulling along behind her. She had to stop every now and again to make sure that she wasn't dropping any gold. Oh wait! Her gold. She had put it all in her pockets and that's why her pants were around her ankles. She wouldn't let anyone get her gold. She drops to the floor almost instantly, her hands scooping up her pants. "Mine," she growls. She needed to hide the gold. But where? She didn't know. She wasn't about to lose a slave because she hadn't brought enough gold with her. And it was then that an idea sprang to her mind. Her lips curl into a sharp smirk, the evil sneer growing once more. Teeth that were sharp, yellowed from the time she didn't use brushing them, but time she used to stuff her face full of sweets. No matter. She was fine.
Laurna_Smith There. She settles down on the ground, falling back onto her ass, the sand creeping through the edges of her underwear. She'd have to pick that out later. Right now she needed to hide her gold. If she put some of it in her bra, that would make all the difference. Sure, stuffing it between her breasts, pushing it into the folds. That would make it easier to carry. Maybe she could even pull her pants back up. She digs through the pockets of her pants, dragging them between her legs a little more. She digs through the pockets of them and pulls out a few gold pieces and begins to stuff them down the front of her shirt. She'd stuff it all in there. The gold was cold against the warm flesh, cold against her breasts. But she didn't care. She wanted to hide her gold. Her lips curl into a snarl, she looks to see no one is watching.
Laurna_Smith Finally she had a little more than half of the gold pieces stuffed down her front, pushed deep into her bra. Perfect. It was a little heavier than she would have expected. A little more than she thought. But gold was heavy dammit. Her nose wrinkles a little and she moves to stand. Heavy, so very heavy. She moves to her feet, wobbling slightly, her back arching and her chest sticking out once again, large. Heh, she was large on top. "Ohh look at me, look at me. I've got big boobies!" She almost squeals with laughter pressing her hands to her chest and jiggling her jugs. Of course it wasn't the normal movement of flesh. Most chicks, nay their breasts didn't sound like gold clinking together. And come to think of it, they didn't look all odd shaped and round cirlces here and there. Oh well. Her gold was safe.
TribunalEnigma Walks up to Laurna Looks at her breasts then says " Are those real?"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled abit as he had been watching laurna for some time now... he stood slowly walking towards her-
Laurna_Smith She was having a few problems walking through. Her pants were still around her ankles. How was she supposed to look for slaves like this? No, she needed to find some way better. She could always bend over and get her pants and pull them back up. It was a thought. "Are they real?" she repeats. She had to think about it for a moment, had to consider what to say. "Yeah. Cost alot too." She smiles a little as she looks to Tribunal.
TribunalEnigma Looks at her with a childish sorta grin as it pulls on the outer parts of his lips " Can i touch em?"
Laurna_Smith She sniffs a little more. "I came here looking for a slave." Giving him a good look over she wrinkles her nose a little, one hand rising upwards to scratch at her nose a little. Itchy, it was so itchy. "Can you touch them?" Again she was repeating his question. He'd be touching her gold then. Did she want that. "Um, you can touch my belly. That's almost like touching my breasts." It wasn't a substitute. She knew that. But what was she supposed to do? Let him fondle her breasts? No. That would mean he would touch her gold. "Um," she shakes her head a little bit and slowly pulls her shirt upwards a little more. She'd show her belly. White flesh. Of yeah, she needed to bathe. She hadn't done it in a few days. What was a few food stains anyway? She didn't care. "See, it's all good." Her shirt lowers again and she looks at him.
Laurna_Smith "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find a slave." She sniffles a little, wiping her runny nose on the back of her hand. She begins to shuffle forward a few steps. Her pants were starting to fold under her boots. This wasn't always a good thing. Maybe if she shuffled further a little more, dragging her feet through the sand it would help her. Ohh ... she had sand in her ass. Dammit. Sitting on the ground. That was where it had come from. And the gold in the front of her shirt. It was heavy. She listened intently to the sounds of tearing fabric. "What the hell?" It was only a thought, only a moment when she barely had a chance to react. She slipped then, falling towards the ground. The gold she had hidden in her bra was much too heavy. Falling face first. She could only groan. This was going to hurt.
Laurna_Smith The fabric of her bra gave way, the fabrics tearing like a silent scream, the clattering of gold falling to the ground sounding in her ears. Her breasts spring free from the torn fabric, the falling gold like rain dropping to the floor. She hit hard, her head rocking forward and hitting the ground. Her nose. She landed on her nose. Well, it was big enough, it should have broken her fall, but instead, she was sure she broke it.
Laurna_Smith There was something wet that was pooling under her? Blood! She was bleeding. It was a struggled attempt to stand, one to rise to her feet. No wait. She licks along her lips. It wasn't blood. She was drooling. Drooling into her pile of gold. And wait. Weight. There was weight on her. Someone was sitting on her back. "Oi," she screams. "Oi! Get off of me. It's mine I say! Mine!" She growls a little, trying to get them up.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he couldn't help but chuckle at her screams and ran his hands thru her hair in atempt ta calm her abit. "Now m'lady i am ner intwerested in yer gold... i would have taken it by now ifin it was what i wanted."
Laurna_Smith Her hair! Someone was playing with her hair. It took her a good week to get her hair that shiny. And now he was messing with it? "Oi! I said Oi!" She grumbles a little, wriggling along the sandy floor. It just got better. More sand creeped in along the edges of her underwear this time it was moving down the front of them. Oh, she'd be picking that out forever. "Oi, get off of me. It's mine! All mine!"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster "i do not want yer gold its ye what i want m'lady." he said with a grin as he leaned foward picking up some of her gold peices
Laurna_Smith Ohh ... He wanted her gold did he. She didn't hear anything but that. No way in hell was he going to have her gold. And he was still sitting on her? He had leaned forward and she wriggles a little more. There was two weeks worth of picking to get the sand out of her underwear now. Her hand flicks out and she makes moves to smack his hand ... hard. "Drop it! Drop it I say! Don't make me ... bite you." Yeah, that would be good. She'd sink her teeth into him like she did toffee. Just hopefully she didn't get her teeth stuck in him. That wouldn't be good. Imagine, going around like that. She could hear it now. 'Oh, you have something stuck between your teeth ... Yeah, it's a hand'. She could hear that repeated over and over in her mind. She continues to wriggle away, her free hand trying to scoop all of her gold towards her.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chukled again haveing pnly gotten a peice or two he pulled his hand back continueing to pin her down "sure do like gold..."
Laurna_Smith "It's mine," she screaches. Her voice was breaking. It had come to sound like someone was skinning a cat. Loud crooning noises passing from her lips. "I worked hard to get this. Do you know how many laps I had to sit on to get all of this. It's all mine! ... Not yours! You didn't work for it. You can have anything you want! Just not that. How am I supposed to get a slave without gold? You know how expensive they are?" She had brought all her gold with her. Which is why she was now with her pants around her ankles, her bra ripped to shBlues and her underwear filled with sand. She licks along her lips again, pooling the rest of the gold under her. She didn't need to move now. He could sit on her as long as he wanted. She had her gold under her. Well, everything except the ones that were too far to reach. She'd get those in a moment.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster "fine i want ye m'lady as m'slave... ye be good any ye may nea need that gold ta get a slave of yer own," he grinned reacking back he gave a few pats to ger sandy rear-
Laurna_Smith She wriggles a little more. He slapped her ass? Did he know how bad the sand was creeping in? Nah, she didn't care. Gave her an excuse really to be reaching down there. Had to pick out all the sand. She sniffles a little more as feel her nose. Didn't feel like it was broken. Maybe she had gotten lucky. But he was still on her back. That was bad. Nope, she wanted up now. She wasn't about to let him hold her down. She moves to tuck her knees under her, curling up a little more and thrusting upwards, arching her back as she moved. Her arms pressed under her, trying to lift up and back. She didn't think that he would be expecting it. Maybe it would throw him offguard and send him flying backwards. Maybe he'd just slide down her back. He wasn't after all holding on. She didn't care. She wanted up. She was tiBlue of laying on the floor.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he blinked as she did so and whent slideing down her onto his rear as she jumped out from under her ... his arms whien out tring to wrap around her and not let her get away "Come now m'lady i will let ye up and have ye gold under one condition."
Laurna_Smith Woo hoo! It worked. She was now one her knees. Why did that saying come to mind? 'On your knees bitch!' Neh, she wasn't sure. But he was behind her at any rate, his arms wrapping around her waist. Oh forget this. She wanted away from him, condition or no condition. "Never!" she screaches with a cackling laugh. "You'll never get my Lucky Charms... Err .. You'll never get my gold!" She wriggles once more. His hands were around her waist and she she wriggles downwards, slipping her feet out from under her. The movement was fast, more sand sliding into her underwear. Her boots were filling with sand. And she hadn't worn socks either. This was going to be fun. Should it work right, the quickness of her movements, she'd be flat on her back having slid out of his grasp, gone right under his arms.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster his hands were wrapping around her not sure want she was doing he just did his best to hold onto her any how and any place he could. "Come now I will give ye some more gold..."
Laurna_Smith Okay, he was holding onto her arms, and her head was laying on the ground, between his knees? She looks up at him and watches for a moment. "More gold? What's I got ta do?" She could always use more gold. Think of the slave she could buy with more gold! ... Of course she'd need a new pair of pants and a new bra first. Where else was she supposed to carry her gold. Maybe three pairs of pants would hold it all.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster chuckles abit looking down at her "I want ye to be my slave. "he was gripping to her arms tight as he could with out hurting her not wanting her to get away. "and if ye are really good I will give ye a suprise"
Laurna_Smith A fish out of water. Those things always got back to the water. All they had to do was flop around enough. Ohhh... she could be a fish. She wanted her arms back. This dude, he was holding her really tight. And so, without warning she begins to flail around on the ground,flopping this way and that like a fish would. Hell, she even made the motions, her lips parting and pressing together like soft bloop movements. She would have done any fish proud. Her feet kick up into the air, her body tossing back and forth, wriggling on the ground. He had ahold of her arms, but for how long? Anyone who's ever tried to hold onto a fish knows how slippery they could be. She could be just the same. Her pants came to fly off her feet, the torn rags catching on one boot and waving like a flag through the air as she continues to toss herself about.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he laughed watching her finally letting go of her arms but only as he hoped onto her pool of gold taking a seat ontop of it. "ok I don't need to hold you to talk to you...I will just hold yer gold"
Laurna_Smith Alright, she was free again. Her pants were becoming annoying and as she stood to her feet a fine trail of sand came pouring out of her underpants. Great, just what she needed. He was on her gold? Oh no way in hell! ... She wasn't about to let anyone have her gold. Too many laps. She had to sit in too many laps. She turns to look at him then, her eyes narrowing and she lenas down close to the floor and readies herself. Running around to his back. Leaping. She was leaping through the air at him. Her hands went wide to encircle his form, to wrpa around him, her legs to encirlce his waist. She'd ride him like a cowboy would ride a horse. Bucking and rearing, she'd hold on. she wouldn't let him get up if she had her way. Not with her gold. "Mine," she screams again. "Mine." And out of the blue. "Ride 'em cowboy!" She even gave a loud "YeeHaw!"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster laughing he started to jerk this way and that just to give this crazy woman something to ride as he tried to talk to her "I don't want yer gold lady I want to talk..."
Laurna_Smith She clings on tightly to him, her arms and legs wrapping tightly around him. She wasn't going to let go. no way in hell. He was sitting on her gold. "Then talk, I'm listening." She wraps around him tighter and suddenly jerks back hard, all of her weight thrown into the motions to try and tip his backwards. If it worked, he's be laying on his back ontop of her. But at least she'd still be holding onto him.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster yanked back he fell back ontop of her... having her pinned just as much as she had him. "ok yer listening now? ye seem ta like all this gold... I want ye as a pet... ye be m'pet and I will give ye some more gold and I will help ye find a slave..."
Laurna_Smith She knew that it must have looked weird. Anyone who was looking would see him, laying back on top of her. Her arms wrapped around his chest, her legs around his hips. Of course she wasn't wearing pants. They were torn to shBlues and hanging around her ankles, attached to her boots. And of course the pile of gold that was part way under him and part way under her. But he kept saying that he wanted her. "What do you want me for? What good would I be to you?" Her grip around him tightens, her arms just under his, to catch beneath his armpits, her legs just above his hips. Her legs squeeze a little tighter together. He'd have to talk like this. She wasn't letting go. She sniffles a little more. Dammit, her nose was itchy again. She needed to scratch it. And the sand in her underwear was getting rather annoying.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he grumbled alittle bit at being held this way. "ye are rather interesting m'lady and I like what I see... I want ye as me slave... and if come and play yer cards right ye will get a slave of yer own with out having ta spend that gold if yers." he squirmed abit not saying that he would make sure her slave was a female he was getting a little annoyed at the tightness around him he grabbed at her arms trying to pry them looser
Laurna_Smith "And what makes you think that I would want that?" she grunts as she makes the effort to roll them over. She never thought about being a slave herself. Never even crossed her mind actually. She always just thought that she'd buy a slave. It would be the reason why she came here with all of her gold. Did she want to be a slave? She wouldn't have to buy one if she went with him. It was sounding more tempting the more he spoke.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he leaned bvack the other way abit feeling her try to roll him over his legs whent out to give him extra leverage not letting her roll him over. "m'slaves are treated very well and I do nea ask much of them... ye would get yer own slave but I am nea sure that ye be up for the challange of being one of m'pets..."
Laurna_Smith He leaned the other way. Fine, so did she. He seemed to want to go that way, and so, with the movement he made she rolled with him, violently rocking her weight in the direction he leaned. Surely his movement combined with his own would rock him to lay on the ground. "I'd do better than most," she grumbles. "I'm better than the rest. You have no idea how good I'd be to you." Had she accepted? Nay, almost ...
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he laughed abit getting rolled over he just raised himself to his hands and knees... with the way she had him wrapped up there was nothing to stop him. "ye think ye would be better then m'pets pets?" he chuckled "fine if ye become m'favorite pet I will get ye two slaves of yer own"
Laurna_Smith She continued to cling tightly onto him, her head pressing into his back. He may have rose to his hands and knees, but that didn't mean that she was going to let go. No way in hell. Though ... She kicks away form him suddenly, the movement had pulled them both from her pile of gold. And she leaps at it, sprawling out over top of it and landing on her stomach once more. His offer, it seemed to keep getting better. "Slaves of my own choosing then. I get to choose which ones I want." She wouldn't be stuck with some weak slave who wasn't going to be good for nothing. No, she wanted something that was worth her money. She wriggles around a little, her form flattening out to cover her gold completely. the sand itched. It seemed to have worked it's way deeper into her underwear. Maybe it would be a month of picking to get it all out.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled standing to watch her still smiling. "ye can pick yer slaves but before ye can have them i must approve them... if I say nea then ye have ta find another."
Laurna_Smith Her eyes narrow as she watches him. He'd have to approve them? What was that supposed to mean. She presses a little deeper into the sand for a moment and slowly sits up. A few gold pieces clung to her stomach where she'd pressed in harder and they fell to the ground. She wanted them off the ground, but how was she going to carry them now? Her pants were at her ankles, her bra was ripped now what? Her boots! She quickly kicks off one boot and begins to scoop up her gold, not caring about the sand. She was shovelling it all inside her boot. And when it was half full she reached for the other boot and pulled it off as well. The same thing was repeated. Finally she had all of her gold. Trying to fit her boots back on she looks up at him. "If I don't like what you choose, then I'll use MY gold and buy my own then."
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled. "maybe ye will... if ye do nea like what I choise we will try to come to a compromise."
Laurna_Smith Once more she nods her head, standing up. Her feet were in her boots but she stood suddenly taller. She wouldn't be able to walk like this. And the next thing. The sand. She needed it out of her underwear. Pulling at the edge of it she draws it away from her ass and begins to shake a little bit, wriggling around from her high state trying to shake as much sand out as she could. And again. She did it at the front of her underwear as well. It was going to take a long while to get all that sand out. It looked like some ritualistic dance they way she rolled her hips just to get all the sand out. "Alright, you got yourself a deal." She nods her head once more, snapping her underwear back into place and looking at him. At least she'd get her slave.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled abit watching her dance trying to get the sand out he tilted his head trying to get a peek into the front of her panties. "am glad we came to a deal m'lady..."
Laurna_Smith There was something else though, something that was wrong. She was struggling to walk into the Auction, stumbling over her pants that had come to fall 'round her ankles. She wanted to get a good Slave. And to get a good Slave she needed gold. Most people didn't seem to realize how heavy gold pieces here. But she did. She knew how heavy gold was. It was the only reason that her pants were at her ankles. Now as for underwear? A few days old. Couldn't quite see through them yet. There weren't bikinis, they weren't thongs. No, she liked to have her whole ass coveBlue. A stain here and a stain there. Who would have noticed anyway? She didn't think tha anyone would see her. Of course she had misjudged how heavy that the gold in her pants would be. And her pants, they finally tore halfway here. <C>
Laurna_Smith The waistband of them was still around her waist. Part of the leg that would come to cover her thigh. It was sparse material though. Ripped to shBlues. She'd tried to hold onto them, but it just didn't work. And the only thing they kept them where they were, the thick black belt. Leather that once was new. But no, not anymore. It was cracked now. Too many times had she left it in the water. Her own fault really.
Laurna_Smith Her boots drag over the wood of the Auction, the ass of her pants pulling along behind her. She had to stop every now and again to make sure that she wasn't dropping any gold. Oh wait! Her gold. She had put it all in her pockets and that's why her pants were around her ankles. She wouldn't let anyone get her gold. She drops to the floor almost instantly, her hands scooping up her pants. "Mine," she growls. She needed to hide the gold. But where? She didn't know. She wasn't about to lose a slave because she hadn't brought enough gold with her. And it was then that an idea sprang to her mind. Her lips curl into a sharp smirk, the evil sneer growing once more. Teeth that were sharp, yellowed from the time she didn't use brushing them, but time she used to stuff her face full of sweets. No matter. She was fine.
Laurna_Smith There. She settles down on the ground, falling back onto her ass, the sand creeping through the edges of her underwear. She'd have to pick that out later. Right now she needed to hide her gold. If she put some of it in her bra, that would make all the difference. Sure, stuffing it between her breasts, pushing it into the folds. That would make it easier to carry. Maybe she could even pull her pants back up. She digs through the pockets of her pants, dragging them between her legs a little more. She digs through the pockets of them and pulls out a few gold pieces and begins to stuff them down the front of her shirt. She'd stuff it all in there. The gold was cold against the warm flesh, cold against her breasts. But she didn't care. She wanted to hide her gold. Her lips curl into a snarl, she looks to see no one is watching.
Laurna_Smith Finally she had a little more than half of the gold pieces stuffed down her front, pushed deep into her bra. Perfect. It was a little heavier than she would have expected. A little more than she thought. But gold was heavy dammit. Her nose wrinkles a little and she moves to stand. Heavy, so very heavy. She moves to her feet, wobbling slightly, her back arching and her chest sticking out once again, large. Heh, she was large on top. "Ohh look at me, look at me. I've got big boobies!" She almost squeals with laughter pressing her hands to her chest and jiggling her jugs. Of course it wasn't the normal movement of flesh. Most chicks, nay their breasts didn't sound like gold clinking together. And come to think of it, they didn't look all odd shaped and round cirlces here and there. Oh well. Her gold was safe.
TribunalEnigma Walks up to Laurna Looks at her breasts then says " Are those real?"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled abit as he had been watching laurna for some time now... he stood slowly walking towards her-
Laurna_Smith She was having a few problems walking through. Her pants were still around her ankles. How was she supposed to look for slaves like this? No, she needed to find some way better. She could always bend over and get her pants and pull them back up. It was a thought. "Are they real?" she repeats. She had to think about it for a moment, had to consider what to say. "Yeah. Cost alot too." She smiles a little as she looks to Tribunal.
TribunalEnigma Looks at her with a childish sorta grin as it pulls on the outer parts of his lips " Can i touch em?"
Laurna_Smith She sniffs a little more. "I came here looking for a slave." Giving him a good look over she wrinkles her nose a little, one hand rising upwards to scratch at her nose a little. Itchy, it was so itchy. "Can you touch them?" Again she was repeating his question. He'd be touching her gold then. Did she want that. "Um, you can touch my belly. That's almost like touching my breasts." It wasn't a substitute. She knew that. But what was she supposed to do? Let him fondle her breasts? No. That would mean he would touch her gold. "Um," she shakes her head a little bit and slowly pulls her shirt upwards a little more. She'd show her belly. White flesh. Of yeah, she needed to bathe. She hadn't done it in a few days. What was a few food stains anyway? She didn't care. "See, it's all good." Her shirt lowers again and she looks at him.
Laurna_Smith "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to find a slave." She sniffles a little, wiping her runny nose on the back of her hand. She begins to shuffle forward a few steps. Her pants were starting to fold under her boots. This wasn't always a good thing. Maybe if she shuffled further a little more, dragging her feet through the sand it would help her. Ohh ... she had sand in her ass. Dammit. Sitting on the ground. That was where it had come from. And the gold in the front of her shirt. It was heavy. She listened intently to the sounds of tearing fabric. "What the hell?" It was only a thought, only a moment when she barely had a chance to react. She slipped then, falling towards the ground. The gold she had hidden in her bra was much too heavy. Falling face first. She could only groan. This was going to hurt.
Laurna_Smith The fabric of her bra gave way, the fabrics tearing like a silent scream, the clattering of gold falling to the ground sounding in her ears. Her breasts spring free from the torn fabric, the falling gold like rain dropping to the floor. She hit hard, her head rocking forward and hitting the ground. Her nose. She landed on her nose. Well, it was big enough, it should have broken her fall, but instead, she was sure she broke it.
Laurna_Smith There was something wet that was pooling under her? Blood! She was bleeding. It was a struggled attempt to stand, one to rise to her feet. No wait. She licks along her lips. It wasn't blood. She was drooling. Drooling into her pile of gold. And wait. Weight. There was weight on her. Someone was sitting on her back. "Oi," she screams. "Oi! Get off of me. It's mine I say! Mine!" She growls a little, trying to get them up.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he couldn't help but chuckle at her screams and ran his hands thru her hair in atempt ta calm her abit. "Now m'lady i am ner intwerested in yer gold... i would have taken it by now ifin it was what i wanted."
Laurna_Smith Her hair! Someone was playing with her hair. It took her a good week to get her hair that shiny. And now he was messing with it? "Oi! I said Oi!" She grumbles a little, wriggling along the sandy floor. It just got better. More sand creeped in along the edges of her underwear this time it was moving down the front of them. Oh, she'd be picking that out forever. "Oi, get off of me. It's mine! All mine!"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster "i do not want yer gold its ye what i want m'lady." he said with a grin as he leaned foward picking up some of her gold peices
Laurna_Smith Ohh ... He wanted her gold did he. She didn't hear anything but that. No way in hell was he going to have her gold. And he was still sitting on her? He had leaned forward and she wriggles a little more. There was two weeks worth of picking to get the sand out of her underwear now. Her hand flicks out and she makes moves to smack his hand ... hard. "Drop it! Drop it I say! Don't make me ... bite you." Yeah, that would be good. She'd sink her teeth into him like she did toffee. Just hopefully she didn't get her teeth stuck in him. That wouldn't be good. Imagine, going around like that. She could hear it now. 'Oh, you have something stuck between your teeth ... Yeah, it's a hand'. She could hear that repeated over and over in her mind. She continues to wriggle away, her free hand trying to scoop all of her gold towards her.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chukled again haveing pnly gotten a peice or two he pulled his hand back continueing to pin her down "sure do like gold..."
Laurna_Smith "It's mine," she screaches. Her voice was breaking. It had come to sound like someone was skinning a cat. Loud crooning noises passing from her lips. "I worked hard to get this. Do you know how many laps I had to sit on to get all of this. It's all mine! ... Not yours! You didn't work for it. You can have anything you want! Just not that. How am I supposed to get a slave without gold? You know how expensive they are?" She had brought all her gold with her. Which is why she was now with her pants around her ankles, her bra ripped to shBlues and her underwear filled with sand. She licks along her lips again, pooling the rest of the gold under her. She didn't need to move now. He could sit on her as long as he wanted. She had her gold under her. Well, everything except the ones that were too far to reach. She'd get those in a moment.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster "fine i want ye m'lady as m'slave... ye be good any ye may nea need that gold ta get a slave of yer own," he grinned reacking back he gave a few pats to ger sandy rear-
Laurna_Smith She wriggles a little more. He slapped her ass? Did he know how bad the sand was creeping in? Nah, she didn't care. Gave her an excuse really to be reaching down there. Had to pick out all the sand. She sniffles a little more as feel her nose. Didn't feel like it was broken. Maybe she had gotten lucky. But he was still on her back. That was bad. Nope, she wanted up now. She wasn't about to let him hold her down. She moves to tuck her knees under her, curling up a little more and thrusting upwards, arching her back as she moved. Her arms pressed under her, trying to lift up and back. She didn't think that he would be expecting it. Maybe it would throw him offguard and send him flying backwards. Maybe he'd just slide down her back. He wasn't after all holding on. She didn't care. She wanted up. She was tiBlue of laying on the floor.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he blinked as she did so and whent slideing down her onto his rear as she jumped out from under her ... his arms whien out tring to wrap around her and not let her get away "Come now m'lady i will let ye up and have ye gold under one condition."
Laurna_Smith Woo hoo! It worked. She was now one her knees. Why did that saying come to mind? 'On your knees bitch!' Neh, she wasn't sure. But he was behind her at any rate, his arms wrapping around her waist. Oh forget this. She wanted away from him, condition or no condition. "Never!" she screaches with a cackling laugh. "You'll never get my Lucky Charms... Err .. You'll never get my gold!" She wriggles once more. His hands were around her waist and she she wriggles downwards, slipping her feet out from under her. The movement was fast, more sand sliding into her underwear. Her boots were filling with sand. And she hadn't worn socks either. This was going to be fun. Should it work right, the quickness of her movements, she'd be flat on her back having slid out of his grasp, gone right under his arms.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster his hands were wrapping around her not sure want she was doing he just did his best to hold onto her any how and any place he could. "Come now I will give ye some more gold..."
Laurna_Smith Okay, he was holding onto her arms, and her head was laying on the ground, between his knees? She looks up at him and watches for a moment. "More gold? What's I got ta do?" She could always use more gold. Think of the slave she could buy with more gold! ... Of course she'd need a new pair of pants and a new bra first. Where else was she supposed to carry her gold. Maybe three pairs of pants would hold it all.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster chuckles abit looking down at her "I want ye to be my slave. "he was gripping to her arms tight as he could with out hurting her not wanting her to get away. "and if ye are really good I will give ye a suprise"
Laurna_Smith A fish out of water. Those things always got back to the water. All they had to do was flop around enough. Ohhh... she could be a fish. She wanted her arms back. This dude, he was holding her really tight. And so, without warning she begins to flail around on the ground,flopping this way and that like a fish would. Hell, she even made the motions, her lips parting and pressing together like soft bloop movements. She would have done any fish proud. Her feet kick up into the air, her body tossing back and forth, wriggling on the ground. He had ahold of her arms, but for how long? Anyone who's ever tried to hold onto a fish knows how slippery they could be. She could be just the same. Her pants came to fly off her feet, the torn rags catching on one boot and waving like a flag through the air as she continues to toss herself about.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he laughed watching her finally letting go of her arms but only as he hoped onto her pool of gold taking a seat ontop of it. "ok I don't need to hold you to talk to you...I will just hold yer gold"
Laurna_Smith Alright, she was free again. Her pants were becoming annoying and as she stood to her feet a fine trail of sand came pouring out of her underpants. Great, just what she needed. He was on her gold? Oh no way in hell! ... She wasn't about to let anyone have her gold. Too many laps. She had to sit in too many laps. She turns to look at him then, her eyes narrowing and she lenas down close to the floor and readies herself. Running around to his back. Leaping. She was leaping through the air at him. Her hands went wide to encircle his form, to wrpa around him, her legs to encirlce his waist. She'd ride him like a cowboy would ride a horse. Bucking and rearing, she'd hold on. she wouldn't let him get up if she had her way. Not with her gold. "Mine," she screams again. "Mine." And out of the blue. "Ride 'em cowboy!" She even gave a loud "YeeHaw!"
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster laughing he started to jerk this way and that just to give this crazy woman something to ride as he tried to talk to her "I don't want yer gold lady I want to talk..."
Laurna_Smith She clings on tightly to him, her arms and legs wrapping tightly around him. She wasn't going to let go. no way in hell. He was sitting on her gold. "Then talk, I'm listening." She wraps around him tighter and suddenly jerks back hard, all of her weight thrown into the motions to try and tip his backwards. If it worked, he's be laying on his back ontop of her. But at least she'd still be holding onto him.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster yanked back he fell back ontop of her... having her pinned just as much as she had him. "ok yer listening now? ye seem ta like all this gold... I want ye as a pet... ye be m'pet and I will give ye some more gold and I will help ye find a slave..."
Laurna_Smith She knew that it must have looked weird. Anyone who was looking would see him, laying back on top of her. Her arms wrapped around his chest, her legs around his hips. Of course she wasn't wearing pants. They were torn to shBlues and hanging around her ankles, attached to her boots. And of course the pile of gold that was part way under him and part way under her. But he kept saying that he wanted her. "What do you want me for? What good would I be to you?" Her grip around him tightens, her arms just under his, to catch beneath his armpits, her legs just above his hips. Her legs squeeze a little tighter together. He'd have to talk like this. She wasn't letting go. She sniffles a little more. Dammit, her nose was itchy again. She needed to scratch it. And the sand in her underwear was getting rather annoying.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he grumbled alittle bit at being held this way. "ye are rather interesting m'lady and I like what I see... I want ye as me slave... and if come and play yer cards right ye will get a slave of yer own with out having ta spend that gold if yers." he squirmed abit not saying that he would make sure her slave was a female he was getting a little annoyed at the tightness around him he grabbed at her arms trying to pry them looser
Laurna_Smith "And what makes you think that I would want that?" she grunts as she makes the effort to roll them over. She never thought about being a slave herself. Never even crossed her mind actually. She always just thought that she'd buy a slave. It would be the reason why she came here with all of her gold. Did she want to be a slave? She wouldn't have to buy one if she went with him. It was sounding more tempting the more he spoke.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he leaned bvack the other way abit feeling her try to roll him over his legs whent out to give him extra leverage not letting her roll him over. "m'slaves are treated very well and I do nea ask much of them... ye would get yer own slave but I am nea sure that ye be up for the challange of being one of m'pets..."
Laurna_Smith He leaned the other way. Fine, so did she. He seemed to want to go that way, and so, with the movement he made she rolled with him, violently rocking her weight in the direction he leaned. Surely his movement combined with his own would rock him to lay on the ground. "I'd do better than most," she grumbles. "I'm better than the rest. You have no idea how good I'd be to you." Had she accepted? Nay, almost ...
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he laughed abit getting rolled over he just raised himself to his hands and knees... with the way she had him wrapped up there was nothing to stop him. "ye think ye would be better then m'pets pets?" he chuckled "fine if ye become m'favorite pet I will get ye two slaves of yer own"
Laurna_Smith She continued to cling tightly onto him, her head pressing into his back. He may have rose to his hands and knees, but that didn't mean that she was going to let go. No way in hell. Though ... She kicks away form him suddenly, the movement had pulled them both from her pile of gold. And she leaps at it, sprawling out over top of it and landing on her stomach once more. His offer, it seemed to keep getting better. "Slaves of my own choosing then. I get to choose which ones I want." She wouldn't be stuck with some weak slave who wasn't going to be good for nothing. No, she wanted something that was worth her money. She wriggles around a little, her form flattening out to cover her gold completely. the sand itched. It seemed to have worked it's way deeper into her underwear. Maybe it would be a month of picking to get it all out.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled standing to watch her still smiling. "ye can pick yer slaves but before ye can have them i must approve them... if I say nea then ye have ta find another."
Laurna_Smith Her eyes narrow as she watches him. He'd have to approve them? What was that supposed to mean. She presses a little deeper into the sand for a moment and slowly sits up. A few gold pieces clung to her stomach where she'd pressed in harder and they fell to the ground. She wanted them off the ground, but how was she going to carry them now? Her pants were at her ankles, her bra was ripped now what? Her boots! She quickly kicks off one boot and begins to scoop up her gold, not caring about the sand. She was shovelling it all inside her boot. And when it was half full she reached for the other boot and pulled it off as well. The same thing was repeated. Finally she had all of her gold. Trying to fit her boots back on she looks up at him. "If I don't like what you choose, then I'll use MY gold and buy my own then."
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled. "maybe ye will... if ye do nea like what I choise we will try to come to a compromise."
Laurna_Smith Once more she nods her head, standing up. Her feet were in her boots but she stood suddenly taller. She wouldn't be able to walk like this. And the next thing. The sand. She needed it out of her underwear. Pulling at the edge of it she draws it away from her ass and begins to shake a little bit, wriggling around from her high state trying to shake as much sand out as she could. And again. She did it at the front of her underwear as well. It was going to take a long while to get all that sand out. It looked like some ritualistic dance they way she rolled her hips just to get all the sand out. "Alright, you got yourself a deal." She nods her head once more, snapping her underwear back into place and looking at him. At least she'd get her slave.
Rhuark_Dark_Elvenmaster he chuckled abit watching her dance trying to get the sand out he tilted his head trying to get a peek into the front of her panties. "am glad we came to a deal m'lady..."