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First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: A Pinch (LJ)
"There you go, my Lord. Now. Now, remember what you called me?"
"I've called you a lot of things." His voice held real fear.
"I know you have. But right now, we're talking about The Princess of Al-Ben."
"Made-up. Everyone knows she vanished. Everyone wants to fuck royalty."
"She vanished." Stavanna nodded. "And right now, you are going to call me princess. And I am going to call you the Lord of the Springs."
He paled. "Let me out of this."
"I am yours, my Lord. But you are powering the Mechanism right now."
"Stavanna..."
"Princess, Lord Daran."
"Shit. Princess."
Previous: A Pinch (LJ)
"There you go, my Lord. Now. Now, remember what you called me?"
"I've called you a lot of things." His voice held real fear.
"I know you have. But right now, we're talking about The Princess of Al-Ben."
"Made-up. Everyone knows she vanished. Everyone wants to fuck royalty."
"She vanished." Stavanna nodded. "And right now, you are going to call me princess. And I am going to call you the Lord of the Springs."
He paled. "Let me out of this."
"I am yours, my Lord. But you are powering the Mechanism right now."
"Stavanna..."
"Princess, Lord Daran."
"Shit. Princess."
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: The Throne (LJ)
"Blood."
Her master turned a little pale. Stavanna found this intriguing.
"Just a pinch, Master, Daran. Just a pinch. But the blood is necessary." She stroked his hands, until, unwillingly, he opened them out. Another lever, and the mechanism grabbed each of his fingers.
"Necessary? Why?" He wasn't trembling, quite, but his voice was quavering.
"This machine was made in the dark days after the collapse, Master. It needs fuel."
He twitched. She kissed each of his fingers in turn, and then again, as ten little needles pierced him. "A soul machine."
"Yes, master." Behind him, the Mechanism awoke.
Previous: The Throne (LJ)
"Blood."
Her master turned a little pale. Stavanna found this intriguing.
"Just a pinch, Master, Daran. Just a pinch. But the blood is necessary." She stroked his hands, until, unwillingly, he opened them out. Another lever, and the mechanism grabbed each of his fingers.
"Necessary? Why?" He wasn't trembling, quite, but his voice was quavering.
"This machine was made in the dark days after the collapse, Master. It needs fuel."
He twitched. She kissed each of his fingers in turn, and then again, as ten little needles pierced him. "A soul machine."
"Yes, master." Behind him, the Mechanism awoke.
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: A Game (LJ)
Stavanna's Master sat in the brass-and-copper chair, his hands resting lightly on the armrests. "It's almost a throne."
"Indeed. It was sent here as a throne. I'm not surprised they locked it away." Stavanna pulled three more pieces from her bracelets, and grabbed the first of the levers. "Without the keys, of course, it does nothing."
"And with the keys?"
She turned one key, and pulled the corresponding lever down. "It does quite a bit. A second key, a second lever. The restraints clamped shut.
"Princess..."
"It's just a little pain, my lord. A very little blood. Just a little."
Previous: A Game (LJ)
Stavanna's Master sat in the brass-and-copper chair, his hands resting lightly on the armrests. "It's almost a throne."
"Indeed. It was sent here as a throne. I'm not surprised they locked it away." Stavanna pulled three more pieces from her bracelets, and grabbed the first of the levers. "Without the keys, of course, it does nothing."
"And with the keys?"
She turned one key, and pulled the corresponding lever down. "It does quite a bit. A second key, a second lever. The restraints clamped shut.
"Princess..."
"It's just a little pain, my lord. A very little blood. Just a little."
previous: The Mechanism
next: The Chair
"And if I sit?"
"Then we will play a game, and I will show you the Mechanism."
"And if I don't?"
"Then we will play a different game."
Poll #12842 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Twenty to Part Twenty-one
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Shall he sit?
"Then I will sit." His smile was crooked and very wry. "I trust you."
next: The Chair
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Messy (LJ)
The Prince did not know the Mechanism was there. Of that, Stavanna was certain. If he'd known... things would be different, in one of a dozen ways.
It took four components of her bracelets to open the door. She was glad she didn't need any of the tricks in her collar; she didn't want her Master to know about those tricks yet.
Inside, the door closed behind them, the Mechanism glimmered and shone. A chair... nominally. A crank, several levers...
"What is it?"
"It is the most beautiful creation in all the world. And the most deadly. Will you sit?"
Next: A Game (LJ)
Previous: Messy (LJ)
The Prince did not know the Mechanism was there. Of that, Stavanna was certain. If he'd known... things would be different, in one of a dozen ways.
It took four components of her bracelets to open the door. She was glad she didn't need any of the tricks in her collar; she didn't want her Master to know about those tricks yet.
Inside, the door closed behind them, the Mechanism glimmered and shone. A chair... nominally. A crank, several levers...
"What is it?"
"It is the most beautiful creation in all the world. And the most deadly. Will you sit?"
Next: A Game (LJ)
Previous: Cleaning (LJ)
He stroked her arm. “You will. And then, I think, we will have a little fun.”
She shuddered. “What sort of fun, Master?”
“Daran. And… hrrm.”
Poll #12830 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Nineteen to Part Twenty
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Where do we go from here? Why is the path unclear?
He studied her for a moment. “Since we’re in the bath anyway, or since we will be…”
He didn’t look angry, that was the thing. “Yes Daran.”
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Pennance (LJ)
"Now." Eventually he stretched, wincing. "Princess, I think we are going to clean me out."
She thought she'd misinterpreted him, but he held out his hand to her, so she took it. "Master?"
"Daran." His correction was wry. "The set-up is already in the bathroom. I'd thought to clean you out..."
"You put yourself in my hands, Master."
"And you did... as I expected. And now you will clean me. All of me."
She looked at the enema kit, sitting on the basin, and nodded. "Yes, master. I will cleanse you. And then I will clean you."
Previous: Pennance (LJ)
"Now." Eventually he stretched, wincing. "Princess, I think we are going to clean me out."
She thought she'd misinterpreted him, but he held out his hand to her, so she took it. "Master?"
"Daran." His correction was wry. "The set-up is already in the bathroom. I'd thought to clean you out..."
"You put yourself in my hands, Master."
"And you did... as I expected. And now you will clean me. All of me."
She looked at the enema kit, sitting on the basin, and nodded. "Yes, master. I will cleanse you. And then I will clean you."
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Going Forward (LJ)
She had thought he probably would. "Yes, my Master." She untied him, carefully, letting him down as if every knot undone was a sacrament.
"Your wrist, my Master." She washed his hands and arms with scented oil. She'd gotten her blows in. Now it was his turn. "Your legs, my Master."
She bowed her head when he had been freed, dropped to her knees, and pressed her forehead to the floor. "I am yours."
"Stay." His voice rumbled. "Stay, while I-" he grunted. "Stretch. Recover."
"Yes, Master."
"Silently."
She pressed her head tighter to the floor, and silently, she waited.
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Previous: Going Forward (LJ)
She had thought he probably would. "Yes, my Master." She untied him, carefully, letting him down as if every knot undone was a sacrament.
"Your wrist, my Master." She washed his hands and arms with scented oil. She'd gotten her blows in. Now it was his turn. "Your legs, my Master."
She bowed her head when he had been freed, dropped to her knees, and pressed her forehead to the floor. "I am yours."
"Stay." His voice rumbled. "Stay, while I-" he grunted. "Stretch. Recover."
"Yes, Master."
"Silently."
She pressed her head tighter to the floor, and silently, she waited.
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Previous: Payment (LJ)
Next: Pennance (LJ)
When the marking was done, she pulled the gag out of his mouth and wiped his brow. "Shall I continue, or is it your turn?"
Poll #12758 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Seventeen to Part Eighteen
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Shall she continue, or is it his turn?
He licked his lips and worked his jaw. "Is there a right answer?"
"You still own me," she reminded him.
"Then I'll take over again."
Next: Pennance (LJ)
Well, I didn't make it to 25 by the end of the month.
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next: Choices (LJ)
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next: Choices (LJ)
"So," she purred. "is that what I should do? What should I do?"
(Author's note. Okay, I'm tired, and these two choices are very similar. So: we can go on to painplay, and after that to either enemas or mechanical/technological, or rough body play and then either enemas or tattoos. And I'm not sure what the different is between pain play and rough body play in this situation.)
Soooo...
Poll #12720 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Fifteen to Part Sixteen
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What next for our lovely duo?
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Painplay, and then enemas
0 (0.0%)
Painplay, and then mechanical / technological
1 (16.7%)
rough body play, and then enemas
2 (33.3%)
rough body play, and then tattoos
3 (50.0%)
He, of course, couldn't answer. She found that appropriate.
"Well, then. Let's see what I can do, before we sit down to breakfast."
"Mm-mmmfst?!"
"Breakfast."
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Core and Ends (LJ)
She started with his toes.
She caressed his feet. "I should have bathed you first."
"Mmmmm."
"Ticklish, are you?" He squirmed violently against the ropes. "yes, you are. Lovely." She rubbed up to his ankles. "Old scars, too. You've had a fun life, haven't you, Master?"
"Mmmm."
"You can tell a lot about a man from his feet. From his ankles." She pushed the rope aside to study the scars.
"Mmmm!"
"They're lovely ankles." She caressed his calves. "Lovely feet. If you were mine, I might cane them." She pinched his ankle gently. "What would you think of that?"
"Mmmm!"
Previous: Core and Ends (LJ)
She started with his toes.
She caressed his feet. "I should have bathed you first."
"Mmmmm."
"Ticklish, are you?" He squirmed violently against the ropes. "yes, you are. Lovely." She rubbed up to his ankles. "Old scars, too. You've had a fun life, haven't you, Master?"
"Mmmm."
"You can tell a lot about a man from his feet. From his ankles." She pushed the rope aside to study the scars.
"Mmmm!"
"They're lovely ankles." She caressed his calves. "Lovely feet. If you were mine, I might cane them." She pinched his ankle gently. "What would you think of that?"
"Mmmm!"
Previous: Pinned (LJ)
And Now
"I like you like this," she admitted. "Shall I start at the ends-" she tickled his foot - "or with the core?" She circled his throat with her hands.
Poll #12711 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Fourteen to Part Fifteen
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Shall she start
His response was incoherent.
"What was that? Well, I suppose we'll start at the ends."
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Previous:A Couple? (LJ)
"Wonderful." Perfect. She went for the packs in the corner of the room. "There was... yes." She pulled out length after length of rope.
"What are you planning, Princess?" He was already taking his clothes off. He had his moments, didn't he?
"Lay down on the bed." The four-poster would be perfect for this. She began tying knots before he could change his mind.
His packs had even provided pulleys. A good thing; he was heavier than her. She rigged the bed up quickly, while he tugged against her ropes. And then she lifted him up.
"What...oh." He swung peacefully.
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Previous:A Couple? (LJ)
"Wonderful." Perfect. She went for the packs in the corner of the room. "There was... yes." She pulled out length after length of rope.
"What are you planning, Princess?" He was already taking his clothes off. He had his moments, didn't he?
"Lay down on the bed." The four-poster would be perfect for this. She began tying knots before he could change his mind.
His packs had even provided pulleys. A good thing; he was heavier than her. She rigged the bed up quickly, while he tugged against her ropes. And then she lifted him up.
"What...oh." He swung peacefully.
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In Public. And at Home. (LJ)
In Public. And at Home. (LJ)
"A couple." She had him. "I would enjoy that. But a couple, darling..." Reel him in. "Has give and take." Will you give to me?"
Poll #12702 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Eleven to Part Twelve
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Will you give?
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Will you let me punish you, in turn?
1 (25.0%)
Will you let me take your freedom, for a while?
2 (50.0%)
Will you let me take your breath away?
1 (25.0%)
"Will you let me take your freedom, for a while?"
He swallowed, and reached over the table to touch her collar. "For a little while."</blockquote
First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: The Princess and the... (LJ)
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Previous: Humiliated (LJ)
Next: ...the Whore (LJ)
"That's it, Princess," he groaned. "Don't you think this would be delicious? The swapping of roles, you as my little maid, me as your king? Or, perhaps, I should degrade you even further, and sell you out on a corner to the highest bidder. Which would you prefer, my Princess?"
Poll #12677 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Nine to Part Ten
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Which Would She Prefer
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To wash his boots and clean his laundry
1 (33.3%)
To be sold out like a common whore on the corner
2 (66.7%)
The decision was surprisingly clear. "Sell me out, then, my King." She could do that more easily than shine his boots, slave or no.
Next: ...the Whore (LJ)
No poll this time; there was only one way to go on the map!
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Previous: Royally (LJ)
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First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Please (LJ)
Royally
"You want to be my Princess?" His voice was thick as he dragged her to her feet. "Dress. And you can be my proper Princess."
Her fingers were thick on the buttons and laces, but he helped her, tender as he cased her in silk and lace. "Tell me, Princess." His hand lingered on the collar. "Will you serve me in your bower?"
"In my..." He'd steered her towards the bed, which had a look about it of a royal chamber, deep here in the castle. "Yes, my Lord. How would you like me?"
He laid her on the thick feather bed, her skirts piled around her waist. "Royally, of course." He pulled the curtains. "I'll have my Princess like a king."
"Yes, your Majesty."
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Previous: Please (LJ)
Royally
"You want to be my Princess?" His voice was thick as he dragged her to her feet. "Dress. And you can be my proper Princess."
Her fingers were thick on the buttons and laces, but he helped her, tender as he cased her in silk and lace. "Tell me, Princess." His hand lingered on the collar. "Will you serve me in your bower?"
"In my..." He'd steered her towards the bed, which had a look about it of a royal chamber, deep here in the castle. "Yes, my Lord. How would you like me?"
He laid her on the thick feather bed, her skirts piled around her waist. "Royally, of course." He pulled the curtains. "I'll have my Princess like a king."
"Yes, your Majesty."
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Previous:The Drug (LJ)
Next: Royally (LJ)
She was panting at his feet. She needed it. She needed him. And still he backed off. Still he laughed. "Please, master," she pled. "I'll..."
Poll #12665 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Seven to Part Eight
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"I'll..."
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"...I'll take the cane again. The whip. Please."
2 (40.0%)
"I'll be your good little Princess. Anywhere you want.”
3 (60.0%)
"You want to be my Princess?" His voice was thick as he dragged her to her feet. "Dress. And you can be my proper Princess."
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First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Body and Body (LJ)
The Drug
Yes, Master. Before the words were out, he touched her tongue with something, a small pill, and sweet.
"Swallow," he commanded, and she swallowed, the sugar coating her throat all the way down. "Stand," and she stood. "Look at me," and she did.
His eyes were glowing. His lips were so soft-looking, so sweet. She could eat them up. She could eat him up; no, she needed to. She leaned in, and stumbled when he stepped back. "Master?"
"Not yet. No, Princess."
She whimpered. "Master?" Her skin was burning.
"Not yet."
"I need you." She couldn't bear it. "Please, Master?"
Previous: Body and Body (LJ)
The Drug
Yes, Master. Before the words were out, he touched her tongue with something, a small pill, and sweet.
"Swallow," he commanded, and she swallowed, the sugar coating her throat all the way down. "Stand," and she stood. "Look at me," and she did.
His eyes were glowing. His lips were so soft-looking, so sweet. She could eat them up. She could eat him up; no, she needed to. She leaned in, and stumbled when he stepped back. "Master?"
"Not yet. No, Princess."
She whimpered. "Master?" Her skin was burning.
"Not yet."
"I need you." She couldn't bear it. "Please, Master?"
Master and Slave (LJ)
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"Yes." His foot was on her neck. "You will be who I want. You will imbibe what I want. You will bleed if I want."
Poll #12618 Stavanna's Journey, from Part Six to Part Seven
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What next for our lovely duo
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She becomes who he wants
3 (50.0%)
She bleeds as he wants
0 (0.0%)
She imbibes what he wants
3 (50.0%)
Stavanna swallowed, hard, as he rolled her onto her back. "You will imbibe what I wish," he repeated. "When it pleases me, and only then."
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"I will be a good slave, Master."
He untied her. "I think you will be. I think you will be perfect for me."
She fell to her knees without prompting, and pressed her forehead to his feet. "You are my master."
"I am." She felt the click of the leash as he attached it to her collar, and the coolness of the chain down her back. "How will you serve me?"
That was terrifyingly close to the words of her Order. "I will serve you with all my heart."
"And with both your hands?"
"And with my lips. And my soul, Master." Now she was truly trapped.
Next: Body and Body (LJ)
Previous: Either Way (LJ)
"I will be a good slave, Master."
He untied her. "I think you will be. I think you will be perfect for me."
She fell to her knees without prompting, and pressed her forehead to his feet. "You are my master."
"I am." She felt the click of the leash as he attached it to her collar, and the coolness of the chain down her back. "How will you serve me?"
That was terrifyingly close to the words of her Order. "I will serve you with all my heart."
"And with both your hands?"
"And with my lips. And my soul, Master." Now she was truly trapped.
Next: Body and Body (LJ)
Previous: Punishment (LJ)
Next: Master and Slave (LJ)
He stroked her abraded back and backside. "Now. Princess. Will you be my good slave - or the well-behaved Lady? This can go either way."
Poll #12609 Stevanna's Journey, from Part Five to Part Six
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Will Stavanna
Did her decision matter? She shivered against her bonds. "I will be a good slave, my master." Until she could find a way to leave.
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"You've been very naughty, Princess. How shall I punish you? Shall I make you untidy?" His thumb brushed her mouth suggestively. "Cane you? or... otherwise?"
Poll #12589 Stevanna's Journey, from Part Four to Part Five
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How shall the man punish Stevanna?
She had split his lip in her feigned struggles. But caning? "Untidiness, please, master."
"You're starting to like it aren't you, Princess. The cane, then."
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First: The Collar (LJ)
Previous: Setting Up (LJ)
Into the Castle
He allowed her to rest in the wagon while he drove to the castle. The giant edifice was a relic of bygone eras, refitted for the new day. And in the wagon, he dressed her, this time in a princess' finest.
"You will be my lady;" he tugged on the collar; "my captured princess."
"Yes, master." It was the truth, after all.
"And you will struggle, a little, to make it look good. Fight a bit.”
He led her in chains into the castle, his ticket to the prince's attention. Thus chained, she pretended to fight. Perhaps too well.
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Previous: Setting Up (LJ)
Into the Castle
He allowed her to rest in the wagon while he drove to the castle. The giant edifice was a relic of bygone eras, refitted for the new day. And in the wagon, he dressed her, this time in a princess' finest.
"You will be my lady;" he tugged on the collar; "my captured princess."
"Yes, master." It was the truth, after all.
"And you will struggle, a little, to make it look good. Fight a bit.”
He led her in chains into the castle, his ticket to the prince's attention. Thus chained, she pretended to fight. Perhaps too well.
Next: Bad Girl (LJ)
Clockwork Collar - Stavanna photoref
Jan. 13th, 2013 04:58 pmThis http://imnotgodbuticanrule.tumblr.com/post/7556214740 is how I picture her
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"You've been a good girl today." And it had been a long, exposed day out on the town. Now, how shall we set ourselves up?"
Poll #12570 Stevanna's Journey, from Part Two to Part Three
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Where shall they set themselves up?
Set themselves up?
"Where you wish, Master." Stavanna was too tired for more than that.
"Hrrm." He pretended to think about it. "Then the castle."
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"Very good." He liked to pet her, it seemed. "Now, shall we go play house, set up a 'house,' or pretend we have a House?"
Poll #12565 Stevanna's Journey, from Part Two to Part Three
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Do they
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Setting Up House (LJ)
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Setting Up House (LJ)
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"You look nice like that." He squeezed Stevanna's thigh. "What do you think? Should we go to my cabin? Or to the center of town?"
Poll #12559 Stevanna's Journey, from Part Two to Part Three
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Does the man take Stevanna:
Town or home? Either had its issues. "Whatever you wish, master."
He smiled broadly. "Then into town it is. Hold on, it might get bumpy."
Next: In Public (LJ)
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On Display:
"So proud." The man stroked Stevanna's cheek. "And so expensive." His hand went to the clockwork collar, then lower, to her dress. "Strip."
The back of his wagon was a mess of crates, not the place for such things. But she was his slave now. She stripped.
He clothed her in a silk shift, then hooked a leash to the collar.
He chained her wrists, arms outspread, to the front hoop of his wagon, then hooked the leash to the top of the hoop, stretching her onto her toes. "You're like a painting. And everyone will know you are mine."
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Previous: The Auction (LJ)
On Display:
"So proud." The man stroked Stevanna's cheek. "And so expensive." His hand went to the clockwork collar, then lower, to her dress. "Strip."
The back of his wagon was a mess of crates, not the place for such things. But she was his slave now. She stripped.
He clothed her in a silk shift, then hooked a leash to the collar.
He chained her wrists, arms outspread, to the front hoop of his wagon, then hooked the leash to the top of the hoop, stretching her onto her toes. "You're like a painting. And everyone will know you are mine."
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