"Yes, but then again, she's your slave. She got attached to you, and therefore, she became more of a slut because she felt comfortable around you." He says.
The Syncharion Ascendance RP (Floozer, Khorne)
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"O can't think of much either..." He murmurs, narrowing his eyes a bit, and then his eyes light up after a minute. "Ooh, what if you train some of my girls, hmm?" He asks, grinning.
He bows his head. "It's the least I can do. You did get me started up, after all." He murmurs.
"I try not to hold favors, even large ones, over my friends heads like that. Thank you for the offer and I will take it when I feel I am ready to be a slave trainer. However, I only know the basics right now. They need to cook, clean, know proper manners, enjoy sex and love their master. The bare bones of slave training right there."
"So you're saying you don't feel ready to be a slave trainer just yet?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
"Well, so long as you don't mind the slaves being basic, I could do it right now. Perhaps a trial run would be best?" She suddenly has a thought and rubs her chin "Hmm, or maybe not yet... I have not fully broken in all of my slaves yet. Maybe getting them all branded first would be best."
"That way, when training a new slave for someone, they see that all of mine have taken the final plunge and pledged themselves eternally to me. I think that would help set the mood for the slave in training" She gets back up to her feet "Thank you for hearing me out Arryk. I will report to Janice that you are working on the idea. When should I expect to hear from you again?"
"Ehhh... I'll call you. Probably a few days." He says, standing up to show her out, his hand going down to squeeze her butt. "I swear, these wings hardly cover up anything..." He says with a snort.
"Oh that's just wonderful!" Janice says, grinning and clapping her hands. "Thank you so much, Phorsaal!"
"your welcome." He says as he walks to his bedroom and starts taking off his clothes, and throwing them into his Landry bin.
Gaknar then walks back into the living room, and goes to sit on the couch. He then takes his phone and starts looking up the price of for sale houses.
Most of the houses are far out of his price range, with a simple bungalow starting at 40,000 chips, and that happened to be the cheapest.
With a groan Gaknar turns off his phone and rubs his eyes in frustration. He then stands and walks into the kitchen calling. "Who's hungry?" He says as he opens the fridge, and takes out a few ingredients.
"Meeee!" Ragnar yells, to no surprise.
"No no! That's quite alright. If you're going through all this effort to save the store, then you deserve to be a co-owner!" She says,grinning.
"No no! That's quite alright. If you're going through all this effort to save the store, then you deserve to be a co-owner!" She says,grinning.
"Ah! Excellent! Though I will still honor my word. This store and everything you want to with it is all up to you, I just want to get my name into the market business. 'Janice and Phorsaal, Arts and Crafts Supplies!' doesn't sound too bad now does it?"
"Ok then." He says as he starts preparing the food. Around ten minutes later the sounds of sizzling meat and boiling water can be heard. Another ten minutes past and on the kitchen table there is a large amount of dishes layer out. There is a few burgers as well as a large salad. "Allright everybody foods ready." He call as he wipe his hands on a rag.
"Exactly. Plus, Janice and Phorsaal's Arts and Crafts Supplies is a mouthful!" She says with a giggle.
They all traipse in, and their eyes go wide when they see the food.
"Oh my goodness. You can cook? That already makes you more useful than Ragnar!" Niska says with raised eyebrows, which earns her a glare from Ragnar.
"Yes... This food does look rather good..." The decidedly more male-looking elf murmurs.
They all traipse in, and their eyes go wide when they see the food.
"Oh my goodness. You can cook? That already makes you more useful than Ragnar!" Niska says with raised eyebrows, which earns her a glare from Ragnar.
"Yes... This food does look rather good..." The decidedly more male-looking elf murmurs.
"Very well then, J&P Arts and Crafts it shall be. I leave the decorating to you unless you need help of course. Anyway, in a day or two Arryk will get back to me about how this will all pan out. Until then... do keep up the good work, the store looks great already."