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The Slave Auction Meme

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❧ Respond to others with one of the scenarios below or feel free to make up your own.
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Warning: Be aware that this meme deals with dark subjects like slavery and may also contain non-consensual/dubiously consensual sex, violence, and kink.

SLAVES

1. The Newbie - This is your very first auction and you don't quite know what to expect. Hopefully you remember your training and don't disgrace yourself in front of your new master. Hopefully someone thinks you're worth buying at all.

2. The Oldtimer - You've been bought and sold and bought again so many times. You've seen it all before and don't think this time is going to be much different. In fact, the only real anxiety you've got is whether or not someone's going to pay for a more than slightly used slave.

3. The Pet - You're a pleasure slave. A bed warmer. A decorative piece of artwork. You're meant to look pretty and be pleasing and not much else.

4. The Guard - Your master hired you because of your ability to swing a sword or shoot a gun, not your looks.

5. The Escape Artist - Somehow you always manage to squirm out of your master's chains. Too bad you seem to get caught after a while. Maybe your next daring escape will be permanent. Then again, maybe your next master has special ways of keeping you locked up.

6. The Undercover - You aren't a slave at all, you're just pretending to be one. Why? Well that's up to you. Either way, your cover is blown if you don't act the part.

7. The Specialist - You have a skill that no one else has. Something rare and valuable. Something your master needs more than anything else.

MASTERS

1. The Customer - You've owned slaves before and this trip to the market is nothing new to you. Still, you're hoping to find something worth your while.

2. The Gift - Someone bought a pet for you, isn't that nice of them? Or maybe it isn't so nice. Did you even want a slave in the first place? Well you're stuck with one now.

3. The Giver - You're selecting a slave for someone else, and they need to be perfect. Perhaps you'd better test them out first to make sure you're getting your money's worth.

4. The Trainer - You specialize in taming unruly slaves and making them over into perfect, obedient, well-trained pets.

5. The Rebel - You hate the idea of slavery, but the system isn't going to go away any time soon, so the next best thing is to buy up any slave you can get your hands on and free them, right?

6. The Companion - You want someone to be with you always, someone you can talk to and depend on, someone who will never leave your side. It's a good thing that money can buy that these days.

7. The Undercover - You're not actually a Master. You're at the auction for an entirely different reason. Maybe it's special policework, maybe you're trying to hunt down a certain someone. Either way, your cover is blown unless you act the part.

As always, feel free to use a combination of scenarios or make up your own if you have other ideas.

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Soubi nodded, heading out.

"Have a good day, Duo."

Duo had made good use of his time alone, for once not hiding things or creating mischief for his master. In fact, he'd followed orders, sketching up a few drawings of the rooms with rough ideas for how he could make them a little more homey without spending a ton. When Soubi returned home, he was sprawled out on his stomach the man's bed with his designs, obviously having gone back and forth to the computer a few times, a page of decorating still up on the screen.

"Welcome back."

Soubi blinked at all the work that Duo had already done. He was a little annoyed that he was laying on his bed, but didn't show it. Instead he sighed, dropping his bag by the desk and walking over to Duo. He pet the boy's hair.

"Thank you. You were busy."

He hadn't said that Duo couldn't. The slave leaned into the petting, looking up to smile at him. "Yep. Got some basic ideas if you want to look at them. And I looked up the purple thing, which was hilarious because the descriptions kept going on about royalty and magic."

True enough. He wouldn't scold Duo for it either. It was kind of nice to have someone that wanted to be near him. His master was always telling him not to touch him, even if he was just trying to remove a leaf from his hair. Soubi would remember that he liked the petting for sure.

As for the color purple thing? Well, a lot of his own clothing was purple, but he hadn't really thought about it. He was able to use magic, but that's not why he wore it... but why did he wear it? Soubi would have to go shopping now. "Scoot over, I want to see what you're working on."

"Sure," Duo said, shifting over and moving a few papers to give Soubi enough room to sit or sprawl next to him. "So I tried to stick with stuff I found around the house as much as I could because no offense but you don't look like you're rolling in money. Might need to get some paint, but not a ton."

Soubi just sat down next to Duo, running a hand down his back; petting him really, as he listened to the other speak of what he had done. "Money? Hmm, well I have no use for it really. There is a good amount from my parents if you truly need it."

"Then maybe I could get some artwork for the walls?" Duo suggested, happily taking the implied offer. "But I'll get all the painting done first, and see how that looks."

Soubi didn't really look like he enjoyed the idea of art on the walls, his hand pausing. "No art." He just stated simply. He didn't really enjoy looking at other people's art. but.. "Unless you paint it." He gave a little smile.

"Me?" Duo blinked. "Well, I guess I can give it a try. Just don't get upset if it looks horrible. Never exactly had lessons."

Soubi nodded. "It doesn't have to be something special. Just whatever is in your heart." Soubi feel back on his bed with a sigh. "What do you want for dinner?"

"I'll give it a shot. Can always paint over it if it looks horrible, right?" Duo rolled over to look at him, smiling at his master. "Maybe pasta? It looked like we have the stuff for it."

"That's pretty vague. Trying something more specific." Soubi didn't want to move yet, so he just rested his hands behind his head.

"Tomato pasta? I've tried the creamy stuff and it wasn't that great," he said, eyes rolling. Like he knew about food. He just put it in his mouth and ate it.

Soubi just chuckles and sits up, stretching out. "Fried rice is easier since I can use the left overs from breakfast." He then stands, heading out of the room again. "Fix my bed. I still intend to sleep in it." He says before exiting.

"Sure. I'm easy to please when it comes to food," Duo said, rolling himself off the bed so he could gather up his project before straightening the sheets and blankets. It sure was a comfortable bed.

Yeeeep. He really liked his bed. That was the only thing that he had spent a lot of money on in his house. He needed to sleep well with what his master put him through...

"That's good to know, church boy." He grinned.

After that, Soubi started to make a lovely fried rice dinner!

"You know, if you didn't own my pretty ass, I might bite you for calling me that all the time," Duo called back at him as he finished with the bed, feeling relaxed enough to mouth off at him.

Sorry Duo, but Soubi is making too much noise with his cooking to have herd that. He's making a few other things as well. A salad and some fresh sliced fruit. He'll just wait for him to come into the kitchen.

That much was quickly made obvious to the slave and he huffed before coming out to playfully slip his arms around Soubi from behind, making sure to keep them out of the man's way. "You do realize I'm not actually Catholic, right?"

The soft gesture surprised Soubi. No one was ever soft towards him. He was always cut or whipped. His back bore the proof of years of whipping as a child, and it made soubi arch away from the touch a little. Not much though since the counter was in his way and he had a knife in his hand.

"Oh? Well that just makes it more amusing." He smirks a little back at duo like he hadn't moved at all.

Well that had backfired spectacularly. Duo huffed, putting his chin on Soubi's shoulder. The man hadn't pushed him away or told him to let go, so he wasn't going to just yet. Guy looked like he needed more friendly contact anyway. "Do I get to give you a nickname then?"

The touch just made soubi sigh. Duo's chin was right next to the bandages that covered the markings on his neck. He was certain that the other might feel the bumps on his back too. Questions were always so annoying with things like those marks.

"I have another name, but only one person can call me that. Soubi is fine." He didn't want to know what Seimei might do to Duo if he herd him giving Soubi a nick name... "No, I can't let you nick name me." Soubi put down the knife, moving away from Duo as he placed the now freshly cut fruit on the table. "It might get you killed."

He had a feeling that Soubi didn't mean that he would kill him. Frowning a bit, it took him a moment to figure things out. "I take it your master's too possessive for that?"

Duo was right to think that. Even if the way he said it wasn't quite right, Soubi just nodded as he placed the rest of the food out on the table. That reminded him... "No one showed up today, did they?"

sorry for the wait! I thought i tagged this! how about time skip forward?

Sure!

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