"Mmhm. They're probably not gonna be happy about it at first..." Karline muses as they walk through the portal.
The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"True. And it's kinda fun watching that moral dilemma cross their faces when they try to decide whether to stay or go!" Karline says, giggling evilly as they near the city gates.
"Oh yes, very much so!" She says with a grin, stepping into the city and heading further inward "They will either stay... or try to make a run for it and get snagged by some creeper stalking the streets. I hope they have some common sense." She pats the dobermans ass "I kind of want to keep this one... such sleek figure and wide hips..."
"Okidoke." She says, walking off.
Squeaky comes in a bit later, and blinks at the three passed out dogs on the floor. "Ooh. New slaves?" She asks, fluttering over to Phorsaal.
Squeaky comes in a bit later, and blinks at the three passed out dogs on the floor. "Ooh. New slaves?" She asks, fluttering over to Phorsaal.
She wriggles backwards to get deeper between her breasts. "Oh cool! And they're pretty hot too! What breed are they, though?" She asks, looking up at her.
"Ooh! Super sluts always sell well! I estimate... Ummm..." She scrunches her face up cutely. "Around 12k for the lot." She says with a grin.
"Mmhmm. But I think super slut might get more. Ultima are usually hard pressed to find someone that can take their massive cocks. Even Raveners have trouble with the poor guys!" Squeaky says with a giggle.
True to her name, Squeaky lets out a loud squeak when she's squeezed, and giggles.
It takes about an hour before the dogs finally start to come around, groaning as they sit up.
"Ugh... Where are we...?" The Rottweiler mutters, shaking her head and looking around.
It takes about an hour before the dogs finally start to come around, groaning as they sit up.
"Ugh... Where are we...?" The Rottweiler mutters, shaking her head and looking around.
"Well, a few hours ago a massive orgy broke out in the Wet Bitch. You three all took the chance to throw yourself onto my cock and were so smitten that you chose to come back with me. Since it is obvious the meaning of that is lost, I shall simply tell you straight up. You are all in hell now, welcome!" She says with a grin.
They all blink at her for a minute or so before looking down at Squeaky, then back up to her.
"Oh... Shit." The Doberman mutters, falling back with a groan. "We got played, guys... We got played!" She groans.
"Oh... Shit." The Doberman mutters, falling back with a groan. "We got played, guys... We got played!" She groans.
"Yea, pretty much. Who do you think caused the orgy?" she says with a chuckle "So, let me tell you how it goes from here. Behind me is the door back out to the city. If you are not a demon you are a slave. Right now I am the only thing keeping you safe. If you want, you may try to make a run for it... but I can promise that you will be caught and taken by someone far nastier than me. Running slaves are basically free meat."
She lets that sink in for a moment "Or, you can work with me. I am a slave trader. I capture, train and sell slaves to the common demons that can't get their own. If you behave I will treat you nicely. If you train hard I will treat you fairly. Do both of those and I promise to find you a new master who will take fine care of you."
"So what will it be? Run for it and risk everything? Or stick with me and risk nothing? If you need time to think there is a stocked kitchen to the right."
She lets that sink in for a moment "Or, you can work with me. I am a slave trader. I capture, train and sell slaves to the common demons that can't get their own. If you behave I will treat you nicely. If you train hard I will treat you fairly. Do both of those and I promise to find you a new master who will take fine care of you."
"So what will it be? Run for it and risk everything? Or stick with me and risk nothing? If you need time to think there is a stocked kitchen to the right."
"Ummm... I think the choice is pretty obvious. We'll have to stay..." The Doberman mutters.
"Yeah... This is Hell, apparently... Who knows what kinda freaks are out there..." The Rottweiler murmurs.
"Yeah... This is Hell, apparently... Who knows what kinda freaks are out there..." The Rottweiler murmurs.
"i could tell you, but that would be adding needless stress to your minds. You have made the right choice here girls. Training is really easy as all three of you are already great fucks. You will just have to learn some manners and how to behave for your masters. Though that is subject to change so we will just work on the basics."
"Never thought I'd get compliments on how much of a buttslut I am..." Rottweiler says, rolling her eyes.
"Uh... What does the training involve, exactly?" The Doberman asks.
"I'm more interested in what that red creature in her arms is..." Retriever murmurs, staring at Squeaky, who giggles and waves to her.
"Uh... What does the training involve, exactly?" The Doberman asks.
"I'm more interested in what that red creature in her arms is..." Retriever murmurs, staring at Squeaky, who giggles and waves to her.
"Oh!" She lets go of Squeaky "this is Squeaky! she is an imp... a really cute one! She is here as your moral support and comforter! Go ahead and hug her all you like!"
"As for training, you will learn how to serve, how to act when given orders, basic skills like cooking, cleaning, massage and dance. If anyone of you have special skills, do speak up now as they help get better masters when you are on the market."
"As for training, you will learn how to serve, how to act when given orders, basic skills like cooking, cleaning, massage and dance. If anyone of you have special skills, do speak up now as they help get better masters when you are on the market."
The retriever holds her arms open for Squeaky, who eagerly jumps into her arms, and wriggles into her breasts, which makes the retriever giggle.
"Umm... All of us know how to cook and clean. Beyond that... Not much, I suppose..." The Rottweiler mutters, looking at the others.
"Umm... All of us know how to cook and clean. Beyond that... Not much, I suppose..." The Rottweiler mutters, looking at the others.
"That is fine. you just need to learn massage and how to dance. After that we can market you all as slutty maids... except for you retriever... you will be marketed as a super slut... I expect very endowed people will take quick liking to you."
"Oh? Oh dear. I'm not sure whether I should happy or anxious about that..." She says, blinking.
"Massage and dance should be relatively easy to handle. I think." Rottweiler mutters.
"Yeaaaah I'd like to see you try, Anna." The Doberman says with a laugh.
"Oh shut up Frankie!" Anna grumbles.
"Massage and dance should be relatively easy to handle. I think." Rottweiler mutters.
"Yeaaaah I'd like to see you try, Anna." The Doberman says with a laugh.
"Oh shut up Frankie!" Anna grumbles.