Demon's slave (for GloriousDeath)

[KinkyVelvet]

Eliara was dragged forward, her wrists tied behind her back, lined up with the other slaves by a beefy Demon.
Her gold ornaments had been ripped off, leaving only the light white tunic that revealed her desirable shapes.
Her collar encircled her thin neck awkwardly, her silver hair was matted and loose over her shoulders, and her lilac eyes darted through the crowd.
She had rebelled quite a lot when she was captured, no one suspected that that was her target.
She had to find the princess who had been kidnapped by demons and run away with her, but until that moment she had found no trace.
She would have to endure.
Meanwhile, the demon was advertising her slaves, including her.
The angel saw demons everywhere, a scowl of contempt curled her delicate lips at the thought of being sold to one of them.

[GloriousDeath]

Asera waited in the crowd, watching from a more private area reserved for those of more noble blood, as the slaves were lined up on stage.
She had come with a few friends to do some shopping, so she had come in her usual black dress.
Her white pupil-less eyes scanned the row of newly captured subjects, when her eyes fell upon Eliara. Now most couldn't tell what she was, but Asera had a hunch of who exactly the girl was.
"I'd like to take a closer look at the silver haired one." she announced, summoning one of her slave maids to her side as she made her way on stage, her long onyx black hair trailing behind her.
"Quite a ways away from your nest, aren't we?" she asked, cupping Eliara's chin in her red hand, the natural muscle on her arm easily overpowering the girl's thin neck.

[KinkyVelvet]

Eliara did not object to that gesture, but her gaze penetrated that of the Asera
"So it seems, demon," Eliara replied without particular inflection.
The slave trader approached. "Ah, these are goods that cost," he told Asera. "But she also has a tongue as sharp as a blade, are you interested, my lady?" he asked

[GloriousDeath]

Asera looked over Eliara, twisting her head back and forth to look over every angle. All for show of course, she had already made her decission.
"Hm, yes.", she answered the slave trader "Will need to gag her until I get home, but she ought to change her tune once she learns the consequences.". With another snap, Asera turned to her slave maid, "Put my new purchase in the carriage." she ordered.
Taking out a check book, she turned to the slave trader, "So, how much is she?".

[KinkyVelvet]

The slave grabbed Eliara, but she often struggled, in fact as soon as she had the chance, Eliara tried to free herself with a tug, as if she wanted to escape.
had to intervene the merchant's boy to drag her into the carriage.
The merchant, who had been in a cold sweat, sighed and reported the very high price to Asera. Eliara cost twice as much as the other slaves.

[GloriousDeath]

(I think you mixed up the structure there, a bit)
Asera quickly jotted down the asking price, she would be willing to pay around tripple, before handing the check over.
As she passed Eliara and her maid-slave, she turned to look at them "Both of you will need some discepline once we get back.".
Then she entered her carriage. The ride back was mostly long, but unevetful as they soon arrived at Asera's personal mansion.

[KinkyVelvet]

While Eliara welcomed those words with cold contempt, the other slave seemed decidedly worried, giving the angel an angry look.

No one spoke during the journey and as soon as they stopped, Asera's personal slave hastened to open the door to her mistress.

The thought that their princess might be forced to humble herself thus made Eliara's blood boil

[GloriousDeath]

"You know, this won't make me any more mercyful." Asera said, exiting the carriage.

"Be a dear and escort my new purchase to the dungeon before placing yoursef in a cage." she ordered as she made her way inside. Servants swamping for her attention.

Unlike the opulent manor above, the dungeon permiated a feeling of opression, it's hard stone walls and cold iron bars and chains made the place feel dark and moody despite being very clean.

[KinkyVelvet]

(Could the other slave be a human?)


The other slave hastened to obey. "Yes mistress," she said, dragging Eliara away and squeezing her arm until it hurt to make sure she didn't try to escape again.

Eliara seemed to hesitate in front of the prison, that place had made her shiver and for a moment her icy composure was cracked. Then a shove forced her inside and the door was closed behind her.
The angel turned, observing the movements of the other slave who had locked herself up at her turn, and looked at her, with reproach.
"Did you really lock yourself up alone?" Eliara asked, the tone dripping with pity.
"Shut the fuck up" was the only answer that came to her...

[GloriousDeath]

(Sure, I imagine Asera has many slaves of different races)

The dungeons were empty save the two slaves. Several hours passed in silence before they heard the sound of heels hitting the stone floor.
Asera had returned from her spa and massage treatment to fulfil her promise.
Instead of her dress, she wore an ensamble of black leather that exposed her demonic muscalature.
"Ah, my little naughty slaves..... Are you ready for your punishment? Not that it matters." she asks with a taunt.