Wolfie03
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In ancient times slaves were allowed by many a clan. Coming into the modern turn of the century slavery had disbanded to all but a few dwindling clans. Having a name was not common for those of us who were sold into slavery at a young age. There were few categories those of us could have been placed into.
The first was common and it was physical labor. Those who showed extraordinary resilience or strength were placed into this category. Another was for military uses most of these slaves came from the first category if they ever came of age to be placed into this category. House slaves, man these slaves had the best life of us all. Staying indoors, all they had to worry about was keeping the home clean and the food and drink readily available. They were properly clothed and the only thing that could identify them was their collar, arm band or wrist band that defined them as owned.
And the final category that a slave could be placed in was the lowest of them all, according to slaves. Pleasure slaves. Their sole purpose was to please whoever the highest bidder was. They were the ones who were taken as young and trained for the sole purpose of pleasure. Their bodies trimmed and toned to almost physical perfection. Having branding or tattooing applied to their skin signified which was more advanced in training and those worth more coin.
Unfortunately for this girl, she was stuck into this category. At the age of twenty years she was one of the best that her slaver had. She had brought in more than her fair share of coins, due to the numerous repeat male clients that she had. At five foot three she was shorter than most that were brought in contact with her. Her lithe body was completely toned, traces of muscle could be seen under her fur. There were two gold bands on the right of her arm, one on her wrist and the other on her bicep. Her fur was dark silver and white on the underside. The markings she had received were red claw marks upon her muzzle, the tips of her ears and her tail from the adolescent training sessions, black marks above her eyes to signify her obedience through any task given. Her eyes were an eerie gold color that enticed and invited. Her chest held three marks as a claw would make to show how many higher classes she had dealt with. A gold hoop had been pierced through her right ear for the final mark of her training.
She had no name given to her but obeyed every command willingly whenever she was summoned. A simple sheer robe around her waist was her only covering. A smile that could melt the heart of any around could be seen displayed on her face and she would never be caught without it per her slavers ordering. Her posture impeccably upright, her head would be held high but her gaze never would meet anyone other than another slave. She was brought wherever her slaver would go as a personal trophy and advertisement.
Irl facts:
26 yrs old. If you have a problem move along. Always have room for new friends. Work full time and got two pups. I am trans don't like it goodbye. I am an avid alcohol collector. I don't drink em, but I got em.
In ancient times slaves were allowed by many a clan. Coming into the modern turn of the century slavery had disbanded to all but a few dwindling clans. Having a name was not common for those of us who were sold into slavery at a young age. There were few categories those of us could have been placed into.
The first was common and it was physical labor. Those who showed extraordinary resilience or strength were placed into this category. Another was for military uses most of these slaves came from the first category if they ever came of age to be placed into this category. House slaves, man these slaves had the best life of us all. Staying indoors, all they had to worry about was keeping the home clean and the food and drink readily available. They were properly clothed and the only thing that could identify them was their collar, arm band or wrist band that defined them as owned.
And the final category that a slave could be placed in was the lowest of them all, according to slaves. Pleasure slaves. Their sole purpose was to please whoever the highest bidder was. They were the ones who were taken as young and trained for the sole purpose of pleasure. Their bodies trimmed and toned to almost physical perfection. Having branding or tattooing applied to their skin signified which was more advanced in training and those worth more coin.
Unfortunately for this girl, she was stuck into this category. At the age of twenty years she was one of the best that her slaver had. She had brought in more than her fair share of coins, due to the numerous repeat male clients that she had. At five foot three she was shorter than most that were brought in contact with her. Her lithe body was completely toned, traces of muscle could be seen under her fur. There were two gold bands on the right of her arm, one on her wrist and the other on her bicep. Her fur was dark silver and white on the underside. The markings she had received were red claw marks upon her muzzle, the tips of her ears and her tail from the adolescent training sessions, black marks above her eyes to signify her obedience through any task given. Her eyes were an eerie gold color that enticed and invited. Her chest held three marks as a claw would make to show how many higher classes she had dealt with. A gold hoop had been pierced through her right ear for the final mark of her training.
She had no name given to her but obeyed every command willingly whenever she was summoned. A simple sheer robe around her waist was her only covering. A smile that could melt the heart of any around could be seen displayed on her face and she would never be caught without it per her slavers ordering. Her posture impeccably upright, her head would be held high but her gaze never would meet anyone other than another slave. She was brought wherever her slaver would go as a personal trophy and advertisement.
Irl facts:
26 yrs old. If you have a problem move along. Always have room for new friends. Work full time and got two pups. I am trans don't like it goodbye. I am an avid alcohol collector. I don't drink em, but I got em.