Slave Auction/Stables/ High Aphro

Jan 06, 2012 18:45


What was going on!? The last memories Relena had were of her office doing paperwork before a strange smell reached her senses. Everything went black moments later. From there, she had patching recollections of being strapped down to a medical table with men leaning over her mixed with moments of pain, some of it she was sure made her scream and ( Read more... )

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 03:29:57 UTC
Among the clients of this place were those with many strange and interesting interests. Some were simply perverts. Some were motivated by a love of aesthetic beauty. A few chose their purchases for reasons of pleasure, and then there were those who were interested in the sport of emperors. But proper warrior breeds were difficult to raise, to breed, and to maintain without the sires killing the dams before they could bear their young, or the female simply walking away from a brood she had no interest in. One who was looking to raise strong gladiators therefore might be well advised to select a female who would be able to bear her young and keep them alive until they were ready to learn to fight. A female of a strong line, but tangentially so. Then, the buyer would arrange for an array of enhancements. Wider hips, subtly tweaked hormones for obedience and willingness to mate, and the warrior phenotype on top of that. The result was not unattractive-Relena's re-sculpted muscles gave tone to her body, her joints were actually ( ... )

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 18:01:28 UTC
The new enhancements had taken Relena by surprise. Well, what she could see of them anyway.Some of them she wasn't aware of just yet. But as she watched the other slaves be led about, she had the distinct impression she was being kept secluded for a reason.

Did.. she already have a buyer? She just tensed at the thought! Who did this to her? Relena continued to watch as the day wore on, even stretching a little and realizing just how deep the augmentations went.

Eventually, she got her answer when a woman approached and spoke to one of the handlers about a 'commission' before approaching her stall. Relena's heart..hearts? Seemed to stop momentarily in fear. What was awaiting her? Why did they want her like this!?

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 18:43:33 UTC
The buyer was a blond, accompanied by two bodyguards in full bio-war gear-they weren't about to allow these plebeians to gas their mistress and cart her off for modification as well. It had been known to happen to people who were late or fraudulent with their payments, and all the customers were on edge ( ... )

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 18:59:51 UTC
Relena watched the transaction, not daring to say a word. At the mention of the price she nearly opened her mouth to speak. She was worth that much? Why? The answer came when her new owner mentioned the rest following after she produced young ( ... )

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 19:10:38 UTC
Her new owner was still here, and actually was walking close behind her as she was taken into the stable. It was quite different from the one where she had been previously-the stalls were bigger, and not simply lined with straw-there were blankets and shelves for 'personal' items that might be given as a reward. Gladiators might not be able to talk, but they were very clever, and a breeding female needed some diversion other than sex and combat during her pregnancy. Two of the other stalls were occupied, right across from the one they put Relena into. One had a woman of Chinese ancestry, curled protectively around her pregnant belly, while the other one, clearly central African, was nursing a baby at her breast. Given how swollen the pregnant woman was, and how small that child was, they had probably been bred at the same time and one had simply delivered a few days earlier than the other.

Relena's new owner followed her into the stall, having picked up a brush and reaching out to comb her new brood-queen's hair.

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 19:15:27 UTC
Relena took in the sight of the new stable and couldn't help but at least find it a little more comfortable. The sight of other breeders just reminded her what her fate was. Could she get out of this?

The thoughts of escaping left once she was ushered into her stall and her owner followed in. The closer she got, the more.. obedient Relena seemed to grow. She sat down to let her hair be combed.

Every so often she would look to the other breeders, mentally comparing herself to them. They seemed.. weaker than her. There was this faint sense of wanting to declare dominance over them, to prove she was the best one here. Those thoughts made themselves know with how intently she was studying them as her hair was being brushed.

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 19:32:42 UTC
"You're adjusting well." Her owner's voice was soft and quiet in the stall, now that the men had left. "It may comfort you to know that we won't breed you for at least three months. You're not quite finished changing yet. You're going to start growing again in about a week, put on a few inches of height so you're a closer match for the boys." The blond gestured with the brush, indicating another building visible through the open doors of the barn. "We also need to let your body flush out the last of your unmodified eggs. But the major changes are already done."

As Relena stared at the other breeders, her owner chuckled. "My my. You haven't been a gladiator for a day, but you're already ready to fight those two? Mei-fan has been here for over a year, and was a martial artist before. And Edrea is a veteran fighter, who has given me three sons and two daughters. We'll need to train you before you can be alpha, pet."

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 19:46:34 UTC
She broke her gaze from the other two in order to listen to her owner speak. It came to a slight relief to Relena that she had three months before she was going to be bred. But, she was a little concerned that she had to grow a little more to be a match for the males.

Relena hazard a glance up at her owner, her head tilting to the side a bit and sending her honey blonde locks cascading to the side. If they had been fighters before, then why did she want a pacifist. That didn't seem to make sense to her. Still.. the need to fight was there. Could she be alpha? Yes... she had something the others didn't. Pure determination and will along with a tactical mind, the very things that made her one hell of a politician.

Still, what would they do with her in the mean time?

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 19:53:48 UTC
She might be a pacifist, but her brother was a brave and much-admired military man. Relena's bloodline had proven ideal for adaptation into a warrior, and here gene-mods had taken quite well according to the tests that had been done. The psychological conditioning had also taken hold, increasing her aggression and obedience at the same time.

She was so obedient in fact, that her owner gave her a kiss on the forehead and then opened the door to the stall. "Would you like to see the rest of the stables? I think seeing the young and the males would be good for you."

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 20:03:26 UTC
Well, her brother had mentioned continuing on their bloodline, but this was hardly what he had in mind. Still, the modifications had been done and there was no means to undo them. Relena would just have to adapt to be a fine warrior like her brother.

The kiss brought a smile to Relena's lips as she nodded and slowly stood to follow her Mistress. Yes, she was very obedient. As they walked, her eyes only glanced at the passing stalls, but always returned to where her owner was heading, following diligently without prompting.

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 20:10:12 UTC
The other end of the stable had smaller, softer stalls, a nursery for the four children of the older woman who had been here longest. What was not surprising by now was that the children, three boys and a girl, were naked, well muscled, and not speaking. What would be surprising to Relena was the fact that the eldest-the girl-was as large as a ten year old human, and her breasts were starting to bud on her chest. The boys were likewise growing fast-the youngest was an active toddler, while the oldest looked to be about eight. Every one of them turned to watch their mistress and Relena walk by, and the woman indicated that Relena could look, but not touch. "Sorry dear, but you need to control your instincts. And some of you girls are a little too blood thirsty when it comes to children. We had one female who killed and ate her own baby-I'm glad to say that she's no longer with us. But until we know you're safe, you don't get to touch ( ... )

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pacifistqueen January 7 2012, 20:20:57 UTC
As she gazed into the nursery, part of her wanted to go in there and take out the female children. She could have cared less about the males. For a moment, she looked like she was going to move before tuning herself back into her Mistress.

..Right, look. Do not touch. Relena glanced back to the children, sapphire eyes just observing them and calculating. The females could wait until they were older and she was more experienced before she attempted to kill them. Even so, the quick development was noted. Would her children be like that too?

Her eyes landed on the books. Perhaps she could get a few to read?

The question still remained, would she be safe around children. Anyone who knew her before would have said yes in a heart beat. But.. now. Definitely not towards someone elses child. Her own she would protect with her life. Relena was pretty determined already to make herself the alpha female around here.

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rose_liberated January 7 2012, 20:29:27 UTC
Oh, yes. It wouldn't do to have prospective warriors spend ten years as helpless children, and the female child returned Relena's glare with a mixture of foolhardy pride and caution. In just a couple of years, Relena would be dominating her as a superior, maybe even stealing her books. Killing was right out however. Each brood-queen was a precious prize to their owner, and she pulled lightly on Relena's shoulder to keep her in check.

"Come now. Time to meet the males, and then we'll start you on some training." As they walked back down the barn, Relena's mistress spoke to her again. "She's going to be of childbearing age soon. My first girl who's been bred for this life, not changed from another one. I enjoy giving you new purpose in life, but not so much as I enjoy the little ones learning theirs. So be gentle with her, lest I have you put down. Are we clear?"

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pacifistqueen January 8 2012, 05:35:15 UTC
The tug on her shoulder was definitely needed when the female child glared back. Relena's eyes had narrowed and she sorely wanted to teach the little brat a lesson. It was only her Mistress's presence that kept her from doing so.

A very good thing indeed when she heard the consequences. Relena made a mental note to avoid doing anything that might result in that fate.

To answer her beloved mistress's question, she nodded and turned away from the children, effectively ignoring them as they headed back towards the barn. Time to meet the males.. just the thought of being around males was... enticing and slightly arousing to her.

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rose_liberated January 8 2012, 13:10:57 UTC
Instead of taking a walk outside, the Mistress directed Relena to a cellar that concealed a tunnel running between the two buildings. Another set of stairs lead up into the main barn. And it was the first time Relena had ever seen a Male Gladiator in the flesh ( ... )

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pacifistqueen January 8 2012, 14:30:52 UTC
When they changed directions, she hesitated the briefest moment before following. Once they got to the main barn, she glanced around, her eyes lingering on the males, especially the ones with a soldiers build.

As for the males, all their attention were on her as they passed. Relena could practically smell the testosterone! To her it seemed to be the most wonderful and arousing smell yet. She even paused for a moment in front of one of the larger, more aggressive ones. Part of her wanted to know when she would get to mate with someone that strong.

But.. she continued on until she was introduced to Shinji. He was small than the rest and Relena just hand to tilt her head a little before glancing at her Mistress. This would be her first mate?

Another moment of hesitance before she nodded. Genetics were everything, right? Perhaps they would have strong children. Relena moved closer to his cage, observing him for the moment, unsure of really what to do. Well, other than let him mount her.

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