Too Hot to Handle: Tir na Cali, Jason.
Sep. 23rd, 2011 10:29 pm For
lilfluff's commission and prompt, from the most recent Giraffe-Call-for-Prompts
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They'd caught him at a bar, and that had been bad. Jason had been far drunker than he ever wanted to admit to when the pretty blonde girl had lured him into her car and, from there, it seemed, into slavery. When he sobered up, he'd made his opinions on the matter endlessly clear, until the girl had drugged him into submission long enough to sell him.
The boutique she'd sold him to had done much the same, once he'd started hollering, but he was edgy and angry even drugged to the gills, and they couldn't sell him, no matter how hard they tried. After a while, the proctor had pulled him aside and explained to Jason, punctuating the lesson with some discrete blows, that a slave who could not be sold was no use to anyone, and a slave with no use would be gotten rid of.
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Original post here.
They'd caught him at a bar, and that had been bad. Jason had been far drunker than he ever wanted to admit to when the pretty blonde girl had lured him into her car and, from there, it seemed, into slavery. When he sobered up, he'd made his opinions on the matter endlessly clear, until the girl had drugged him into submission long enough to sell him.
The boutique she'd sold him to had done much the same, once he'd started hollering, but he was edgy and angry even drugged to the gills, and they couldn't sell him, no matter how hard they tried. After a while, the proctor had pulled him aside and explained to Jason, punctuating the lesson with some discrete blows, that a slave who could not be sold was no use to anyone, and a slave with no use would be gotten rid of.
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