Little One 2
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
23
Views:
8,324
Reviews:
40
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Bidding Continues
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The Bidding Continues
Time slowed as she saw him buck against the guards, throwing them off as they collapsed in on themselves in pain from unseen blows. She thought, horrified, that he was going to attack Kateri, and apparently so did quite a few others, who moved to place themselves between him and the empress.
But he did not go after Kateri. He turned and promptly ran at the stage, where a terrified girl stood as he had, between two guards, looking down at him in fear. She reached for him, and he for her, screaming past the guards on the stairs before he was tackled and knocked unconscious. The crowd stood open mouthed. Kateri was shocked, but recovered quickly.
“Wait!” with a yelp, the stunned dealer next to her turned at her shouted command.
“He is my slave now; you will remove your hands from him. I did not give you permission to reprimand him, nor to physically harm him.” The dealer gaped.
Wordlessly, the unconscious man was handed over to her, and she scooped his limp body up in her arms. Camion had arrived at her side, drawn by the apparent threat. He gently lifted the young man from the boy. Next to Camion, he looked small and delicate, harmless now in sleep.
Kateri turned to the stage and Jess felt compelled to follow her gaze. The girl on stage was sobbing hysterically; gaze fixed on the man bundled in Camion’s arms. She didn’t fight the guards, just stood, wordlessly, soundlessly crying.
“17,000.”
No one argued. The girl was led to the stairs, but she, unlike the man, dug her heels in and fought, shrieking “NO!” again and again. She was dragged down, and Kateri caught her around the shoulders as her struggles tripped her up and she fell forward.
~~~~
Kateri looked down at the bloodshot, teary eyes of the young woman. No, girl, she corrected herself. She looked older on the stage, but in her arms she could see how young she really was. Fear and torture had aged her. She struggled weakly in Kateri’s arms; her naked form brushing against Kateri’s clothed one. Pinning the girl between her body and the table, Kateri managed to scratch out her signature on the necessary forms and, tossing the dealer a spare coin purse for the trouble, walked away from the stage area, leaving the astonished crowd and auctioneer behind.
She found a post to lean against and used it to pin the girl as she unfastened her cloak before drawing it around the girl’s shoulders. This seemed to surprise the girl, and she stopped struggling long enough for Kateri to glance behind her. Camion had copied her actions, covering the boy in his cloak.
Approaching footsteps turned them both. Des and Rose took the scene in at a glance and relieved their masters of the two slaves, promising to have the two secured at the carriage.
Kateri heard another set of steps, and enveloped Jess again. Jess grabbed at her fiercely, glad that she was unhurt. Camion’s hand sought the back of the shaking young slave and found his empress’s gaze.
“A bit of excitement to kick things off, eh?” Jess gave a chocking laugh, and Camion chuckled.
“A bit, yeah.”
~~~~
Eventually they made their way along the road, stopping occasionally to inspect the booths. They were nearly halfway down the road when Jess heard Kateri’s breath catch. On the stage to their left, a young girl was screaming and fighting off the invasive hands of two of the dealers. The crowd was chanting for them to strip her, let them see what they were bidding on.
Black hair hung below her shoulders, feathered and layered to frame a slightly chubby face, and the body they were revealing was not lacking. She was better endowed than Jess was, better even than Des, and her body was softly padded and curved in the right places. Jess felt Kateri bristle and growl as a few lewd comments floated up from the crowd. She stormed away from them.
Camion caught Jess’ arm before she could follow. Kateri was talking loudly and furiously to one of the dealers by the booth. His eyes were wide; she was probably offering a ridiculously high price. It must have been the case, for he soon waved to the auctioneer and the girl was brought down, the announcement going out that she was no longer for sale.
“Stay here, pet.” Camion intoned, went to meet Kateri, and to take their newest slave back to the carriages. Jess stood in place until her mistress returned.
“I hate it when they do that. I… uhg.”
Jess would have laughed if the situation wasn’t serious. Seeing her eloquent mistress reduced to grumbling sounds was amusing.
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The Bidding Continues
Time slowed as she saw him buck against the guards, throwing them off as they collapsed in on themselves in pain from unseen blows. She thought, horrified, that he was going to attack Kateri, and apparently so did quite a few others, who moved to place themselves between him and the empress.
But he did not go after Kateri. He turned and promptly ran at the stage, where a terrified girl stood as he had, between two guards, looking down at him in fear. She reached for him, and he for her, screaming past the guards on the stairs before he was tackled and knocked unconscious. The crowd stood open mouthed. Kateri was shocked, but recovered quickly.
“Wait!” with a yelp, the stunned dealer next to her turned at her shouted command.
“He is my slave now; you will remove your hands from him. I did not give you permission to reprimand him, nor to physically harm him.” The dealer gaped.
Wordlessly, the unconscious man was handed over to her, and she scooped his limp body up in her arms. Camion had arrived at her side, drawn by the apparent threat. He gently lifted the young man from the boy. Next to Camion, he looked small and delicate, harmless now in sleep.
Kateri turned to the stage and Jess felt compelled to follow her gaze. The girl on stage was sobbing hysterically; gaze fixed on the man bundled in Camion’s arms. She didn’t fight the guards, just stood, wordlessly, soundlessly crying.
“17,000.”
No one argued. The girl was led to the stairs, but she, unlike the man, dug her heels in and fought, shrieking “NO!” again and again. She was dragged down, and Kateri caught her around the shoulders as her struggles tripped her up and she fell forward.
~~~~
Kateri looked down at the bloodshot, teary eyes of the young woman. No, girl, she corrected herself. She looked older on the stage, but in her arms she could see how young she really was. Fear and torture had aged her. She struggled weakly in Kateri’s arms; her naked form brushing against Kateri’s clothed one. Pinning the girl between her body and the table, Kateri managed to scratch out her signature on the necessary forms and, tossing the dealer a spare coin purse for the trouble, walked away from the stage area, leaving the astonished crowd and auctioneer behind.
She found a post to lean against and used it to pin the girl as she unfastened her cloak before drawing it around the girl’s shoulders. This seemed to surprise the girl, and she stopped struggling long enough for Kateri to glance behind her. Camion had copied her actions, covering the boy in his cloak.
Approaching footsteps turned them both. Des and Rose took the scene in at a glance and relieved their masters of the two slaves, promising to have the two secured at the carriage.
Kateri heard another set of steps, and enveloped Jess again. Jess grabbed at her fiercely, glad that she was unhurt. Camion’s hand sought the back of the shaking young slave and found his empress’s gaze.
“A bit of excitement to kick things off, eh?” Jess gave a chocking laugh, and Camion chuckled.
“A bit, yeah.”
~~~~
Eventually they made their way along the road, stopping occasionally to inspect the booths. They were nearly halfway down the road when Jess heard Kateri’s breath catch. On the stage to their left, a young girl was screaming and fighting off the invasive hands of two of the dealers. The crowd was chanting for them to strip her, let them see what they were bidding on.
Black hair hung below her shoulders, feathered and layered to frame a slightly chubby face, and the body they were revealing was not lacking. She was better endowed than Jess was, better even than Des, and her body was softly padded and curved in the right places. Jess felt Kateri bristle and growl as a few lewd comments floated up from the crowd. She stormed away from them.
Camion caught Jess’ arm before she could follow. Kateri was talking loudly and furiously to one of the dealers by the booth. His eyes were wide; she was probably offering a ridiculously high price. It must have been the case, for he soon waved to the auctioneer and the girl was brought down, the announcement going out that she was no longer for sale.
“Stay here, pet.” Camion intoned, went to meet Kateri, and to take their newest slave back to the carriages. Jess stood in place until her mistress returned.
“I hate it when they do that. I… uhg.”
Jess would have laughed if the situation wasn’t serious. Seeing her eloquent mistress reduced to grumbling sounds was amusing.
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KaS