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From: <NOBR> §ΐממếđ_₣Ωяىąкэמ</NOBR> (Original Message) | Sent: 6/28/2006 9:37 AM | | | | | | | 
Ramla was next on the auction block. She was very nervous but didn't show it. Her heart pounded loudly in her ears, and the sound of the crowd was unnerving. Her mistress who was selling her for money after training her for the theater had fallen on hard times. Rather than using her perception to keep Ramla to entertain the gentlemen and to earn her more money, she opted instead to sell her for as much as she can. Her silver eyes scanned the crowd and then she was gently shoved on the stage, as the auctioneer's loud voice said, "And next ladies and gentlemen is a lady of cultered upbringing. She can sing and dance and will be a wonderful addition as you entertain. I present to you Ramla." She walked towards the stage, the tiny bells that adorned her ankles, wrists and around her hips could be heard, going to a beat that did not exist as took each step. Her arms swaying slightly back and forth in time with the willowy moment of her torso. The floor was cool and smooth underneath her feet, and she ascended the stairs. She did not know if there were to be music on not, but she didn't really need it.
She started by facing the wall, her feet together, her ams on her side, her audience behind her. Her long raven locks fell like a waterfall just below her knees, and slowly she raised her arms to form an oval above her head. She counted three beats and then she started. Her right foot arched and she took a step on the side, while her knee bent in slightly and her hips moved sharply to the her right. She shifted her body to the right, her hips moving left and right as she did so, that her right foot was now in front of her. She didn't stop moving her leg as it undulated to give off the beats of the bells. A small smile was on her face as her eyes flashed briefly at the audience.
She let her arms fall and she started to dance in earnest. As she danced she made her own music with the bells, using her hips to her advantage. They never stopped, sometimes undulating to the right, while her bodess did the opposite to the left. She dipped and rised gracefully, using her arms in a manner to balance her movements into intricate patterns of swirls or to emphasize her breasts, shoulders or hips. Her pretty shoulders wiggled, and shook. Her hair she used to her advantage, sometimes cloaking her body and sometimes she snapped her head sharply to the side or upwards to coordinate her pose, as it followed her like a curtain bellowing in the wind. She danced like a snake, hypnotised as she did a few pirouttes and twirls. Her soft transparent scarves followed every movement she made. She lifted her leg high to show that she was very flexable. Sometimes she would stamp her feet on the stage to emphasize the silent beats.
As her performance came to an end, the last thing she did was to move her whole body as fast as she could so that the tinkling of bells seemed to go faster and faster. When she reached the peak, she stamped her feet and swiftly bent her torso towards the floor, so that she bowed deeply her arms outstretched to the sides, and then it was silent.
She waited for another few beats and she slowly raised her body to stand up casually, letting her arms fall to the sides. Her face was slightly flushed and her breasts rised and fell as she panted, while she awaited their verdict. The crowd clapped their appreciation as she stood up once more and fell back a step. She stood demurely and then the auctioneer said, "Wasn't that a thrilling performance? We will start the bid at 50,000 gold!" | | | | | | Ooc: Profile to come soon. Descriptive para rp is very much preferred... Thank you. | |
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| From: <NOBR>§ΐממếđ_₣Ωяىąкэמ</NOBR> | Sent: 7/4/2006 2:39 AM |  Ramla gave a beguiling smile at the two bidders.... The silvery hues lighted and going towards each of their features, gazing at them for a moment, before lowering her lashes in perfect submission.... And it would be then that she would work her charms.... She knew she was not allowed to speak, and yet this was a special occasion... Ever so slowly she would walk towards the front of the stage, each step she took, the bells on her ankles would tinkle in time with the bells that surrounded the graceful curviture of her rolling hips. Her arms would be casual yet displaying much elegance at her sides. The sheer silk voiles that surrounded her bodice would flutter gently, bellowing in the soft breeze, revealing strong firm thighs and the creamy expanse of satin soft skin... Unblemished, completely perfect.... Her blue black hair fell like a curtain, gently down her back... A soft hush would fell the crowds as they wait in anticipation of what she would do next... She walked with a feline grace, right up to the edge.... And yet she would very slowly turn towards the mistress of the auction block, and in a swift movement she would bend down in a pretty curtesy. Her pretty head bowed, chin towards her chest, one arm stretched out behind her, while the other was bent towards the opposite shoulder, her hand in a soft fist.... Displaying a soft affection, in appreciation that she would grace her prescence to view the sale. In the meantime, Ramla was anxious... As adrenaline rushed through her veins. She was always a bit nervous when performing in front of people.... She paused for a long moment, holding her pose, before she stood once again, but this time to turn in front of the two who had bidded for her.... A desire to please written plainly on her delicate exotic features.... Her full bow shaped lips would in turn give a slightly wider smile, her attempts to bewitched them in her charms. Both had come too late to see her intriguing dance in the beginning... And it was time to dance again... But this time it would be short and sweet... Her arms lifted above her head, her black painted fingernails reaching towards the skies... Her body stretched taunt to display a well toned body, her breasts held firmly and high, her feet arched as she went to step on her toes. And then she started, but this would be dance to please, to entice desire perhaps, but more to draw attention to herself. One hand would slowly lower, her fingers splayed over her other arm in a caress to travel ever downwards towards the sides of her features, lingering for a moment upon the full delicious curve of her sexy pout... Her fingers would continue lower towards her chin, as she tilted her head back, displaying her throat, ever going down to finally rest on her cleavage, lingering, drawing the eye to the focus point before traveling side ways to caress the soft bulging swells of the tops of her breast.... Her head went back to its initial position, to glance briefly at the two potential owners.... and then she winked and she truely smiled then, showing her pearly whites... Swiftly she turned her back to them, and as she did, her hair swaying to one side, giving them a brief glance of her pert lush bottom through her the sheer material of her skirt... the voiles following her movements. She introduced a spin on her toes, that caused anything that was loose to play in the momentum of the air, a fast whirlwind, displaying her free abandonment.... Her passion to serve and please... She held her breath for as long as she could as she continued to use her body to swerve, undulating and turning faster and faster, her her head rolling as well, her arms spread out in a t... her tresses splayed wildly around her head....Using as much space on the block as she dared, as she did twirls with her legs, showing strength despite her fragile looking appearance... The bells that adorned her body provided a frantic rhythm of their own... And then finally she stopped right where she began at the edge of the stage to face the audience once again, releasing her breath, her lips parting softly to gasp for air... Panting sensually, her breasts rising and falling as she took gulps of oxygen to her hungry lungs... Her arms falling gracefully to her sides, for this time she would not bow... Chosing not to deny their eyes of what can possibly be, an opportunity that can only dreams were made of.... She felt she owed the mistress of the block as much to raise the bid if one choses.... Once her breathing was back to normal, she gave another enchanting smile one more time for each of them. Her eyes displayed a hidden desire before she lowered her dark lashes, to slowly walk backwards to her appointed place. | |
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| From: <NOBR>§ΐממếđ_₣Ωяىąкэמ</NOBR> | Sent: 7/4/2006 2:58 AM |  In the meantime... A figure stood in the corner of block where the audience was.... Devlin was immediately pleased at the slave's performance... It was a secret for now.... but he indeed had a hand in training her behind closed doors, when she used to belong to the theater. Pushing her to her limits to serve a grand master, her potential even better than he could ever hope for. He was a slave master, he and his sister Avangelyne took turns to make sure only the best slaves would be sold at a high price. Teaching her to react in manners for all occasions, among other things.... A perfect gem, a flawless pink diamond to shine brightly among the best of them. He owed it to the woman who had raised Ramla as her own... A best friend to his grandmother that had been deceased for quite a bit now, moved on to another adventure. He did not want her for his own... Not interested in owning any at least.... A well known fact however that it was usual for him to purchase slaves, train them and then sold at a much higher price... But Ramla? He did for free.... He had bought her when she had belonged to the theater, erasing their debt, though she herself did not know that... His only requirement was that he get back his initial investment of 50,000, everything above that was pure profit for the auction block, instead of just a percentage... And not for the theater at all... He did not move, prefering for now to just merely observe. | |
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| From: <NOBR>ÁяΐзşĦεłłşŧøям�?/FONT></NOBR> | Sent: 7/4/2006 11:07 PM | | ~ Aries stood fast and listened to all around him, the comment from Nytewynde brought a discouraging look to Aries�?face, “Need I remind You Slave that is by My grace and Your Master’s patience that You run Your little Carnivàle,�?Aries stated coldly and with a gesture of his hand and the flick of his wrist he removed the air from around Nytewynde’s area, He heard Morgana’s thoughts but at the moment her words were of little consequence to him he looked once to Syn then back to the exotic dancer before his Eyes, “I bid 6,060,600 for her,�?Aries added as he looked her from Head to Toe. ~ | |
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| From: <NOBR>§ΐממếđ_₣Ωяىąкэמ</NOBR> | Sent: 7/4/2006 11:38 PM |  Devlin Vindictious could feel eyes on him... Unusual... maybe... since he wanted to remain inconspicuous.... And yet he would scan the crowd, finding out immediately the one who looked at him. He would smirk when he saw who it was.... He for one... Remembered her well.... The demoness Moragana.... A fight at the block for a particular slave named Testament... He knew not what became of him... and certainly did not care... Yet... to say the block reaped huge profits was an understatement... The last bid was something over 900 trillion gold... A record to say the least... She had the good sense to back out of it.... No slave was worth that much.... And if it was.... closer to being priceless would've been better. He watched her with a heated look, intently.... What he was thinking.... Whether he read her mind or not... Whether he could see her visions.... would remain a mystery... He at the moment his strong legs where encased with black matted leather pants with matching high macbeth boots over them.... On top he wore a black simple privateer shirt that he left unlaced forming a deep v that displayed the muscular bronzed toned expanse of his chest...A two pronged belt would be cinched around his waist loosely, displaying a silver skull with cross bones. His spanish bull whip was coiled about one side of his waist, displaying the only weapon he chose to be seen. His long obsidian hair, somehow had a few strands of very faint burgundy hue to it as it hung loosely about his shoulders... Yet it the texture was a tad strange... As if some of the strands had been braided, left for a day... and then unbraided again... Almost straight... but not quite... His burgundy hued eyes seemed to hold a hint of coal lining them... Yet.. one could not be sure... He turned his attention towards the bidder, amused for the moment at the sudden jump in price.... Interesting... how it started from 50,000 to 35,000... though that in itself was a huge insult... Not only to the block, Mistress Synful, and not to mention Ramla... but to himself as well... He had wanted to go over and tear his face off.... But managed to just barely resist the urge... then the price went up to 777,000 and now 6,060,600... His gaze would flicker over to his best accomplishment yet... Certainly the most beautiful slave he had the honor and pleasure to train...for someone else.... And she learned quickly... too quickly perhaps... But it was just as well... She was at this moment ripe for the plucking.. Her talents wasted at the theater... Demeaning and shameful even... His aura... due to his genetically altered bloodwork would emit a dominant stance intertwined with a sensuality that would draw even the most asexual person to him.... The need to bathe in his attentions and beg him to administer what they needed.... Devlin would turn his gaze back to grace Moragana with a smile that would appear on his well formed lips, caressing the dominant planes of his face..... He would lift a silver chalice, held at the stem with his elegant bronzed hand, to her in greeting for her health...and took a sip of the mixture of sweet absinthe mixed with the blood of a human virgin and fire dragon whiskey.... If she wanted to come to him.... Let her... He for one... Never approached anyone... | |
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| From: <NOBR>Nytewynde_Soul</NOBR> | Sent: 7/6/2006 9:24 PM | | Soul gasps for breath as the atmosphere returns to his side. His eyes turn silver but before he can say anything he gets a glimpse of the contract and kept quiet until he remembered that Aries had the last bid. �?77 million for her!�?was all that came out of his mouth. He turned to the one who released him, “Thank you!�?he bowed to him and awaited to see how this would be played out. Soul’s eyes followed the slave’s every move she does have his attention and that is not easy. Soul awaits the end now. OOC sorry so short  just have a block but dont want to lose the auction LOL | |
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| From: <NOBR>§ΐממếđ_₣Ωяىąкэמ</NOBR> | Sent: 7/7/2006 12:02 AM | | Devlin was close enough to Aries to hear what he was saying... Broke no law? Because it could be waived by no other than that scroll? Sure... Why the hell not? Give a celestrial being who thought otherwise... Or whatever deity they deemed to be and they'll take a mile... Before he knew it, every bloody deity, angels, fallen, daemons, gods, goddesses should come and wage an all out war with each other... Who cares about laws or rules? They thought they ruled lives anyways... Nevermind about free will and all that crapola..... Devlin was annoyed about it enough to step away.... Yet he would look at the Mistress Synful.... Would she consent after all? Become submissive and subject herself to a mere being... When on the auction block it was where she would rule, command it, demand it and not give an inch? But in truth who knew? He knew not what sort of blarney would be on the parchment to convince her otherwise.... Yet... the question would be.... Would he be disappointed? If she not stand her ground on the very foundations that made the block more or less equal for everyone among masters and mistresses? And if he was... What would the other council think? Not that he knew all of them, for indeed he did not... Devlin would nod at Syn's brother... A name came to him.... That's right... His name was Soul... or something like that... Only heard it very briefly for a time.... "You're welcome......" His voice was a honeyed barritone, much cultered and held a hint of huskyness to it... His eyes straying to Ramla..... So far.... so good... The auction was going well... The question would be... once Ramla belonged to one of the masters, who would enslave who? A mysterious smile would grace the strong dominant planes of his face.... Highly amused by the thought.
Ooc: Worry not on how short the posts are during an auction.... It is not expected for one to be long.... Everyone afterall... Has their own writing styles... I'm an experienced enough of a rper to know how to stretch it  | |
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| From: <NOBR>ÁяΐзşĦεłłşŧøям�?/FONT></NOBR> | Sent: 7/7/2006 1:30 PM | | ~ Aries chorteled at Soul's Thank You, " such humility and kindness, how it must turn Your stomach to behave with manners must it not Soul looks like Your Other Owner has beaten form of respect into You but it seem's You still need lessons to remind You from time to time that You also are property of another," Aries stated with a broad smile on his lips before turning to look once more to The Dancer, " 6,060,600,000 for her," Aries added before finally settling his eyes back upon Syn, "Oh and I never did Thank You properly for overseeing the Deal concerning this lowly dog of a being here before us all," Aries remarked as his Golden Eyes peered deep into Syn's once more. ~ OCC::: so far I wish to say Thank You all who have helped restore my joy in Rp ing here on msn in this S/L, it really means alot, more than some even know. P.S. Nyte You have done some of the best RP I've ever had the privilage of reading so if once in awhile You do a short post is no problem. | |
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| From: <NOBR>ÁяΐзşĦεłłşŧøям�?/FONT></NOBR> | Sent: 7/9/2006 10:22 PM | | ~ Aries looked back to Ramla, " You are mine now child, Mind, Body, and perchance even Soul," He thought unto himself, hearing Syn's words as to where the contract would be fufilled, a simple nod was given he faded and vanished from sight. ~ ~ Within The Void ~ << " I have come and brought news The realm of life has given unto us another for this moment the Fate of it is unknown as to the finality of things, I must return to there for now before I am missed, I shall return to our meeting place at a later time," Aries added and then vanished from the Void. >> | |
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