The Slave Auction Meme

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The Slave Auction Meme



❧ Leave a comment with the character's name, fandom, and whether your character will be playing the part of 'slave' or 'master', plus preferences for scenarios if you have any.
❧ Respond to others with one of the scenarios below or feel free to make up your own.
❧ Please remember to be respectful of others while you play

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.


Snagged from here.

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[sourwolf_hale]

"Puppy," Derek questioned, giving Stiles a pointed look and putting the strawberry down. He slowly stands up and takes the plate with him, setting it down on the dresser across the room. Stiles isn't going to get it back no matter what now. "You call me that again and you'll lose your clothes for a day."

[runningwithwolves]

"You never told me your name," Stiles pointed out as he made a pain face as Derek got up from the bed and put the plate on the dresser. He was never going to get those strawberries now.

Pouting, Stiles moved and settled back against the headboard and scowled at Derek. "I can call you Wolf if you want but I like Puppy."

[sourwolf_hale]

"You will call me Master or sir and that's all you'll address me as," Derek said, coming around to his side of the bed and getting under the blankets. This slave was going to learn the hard way that Derek wasn't going to just roll over and take what he was giving out.

[runningwithwolves]

"You're not even going to eat them?" Stiles asked softly as Derek made his way back to the bed and got under the covers. He eyed the fruit that he longed for and would never have before shaking his head and muttered. "That is such a waste."

Stiles wanted to kick Derek right then and there but he also didn't want any more punishments. With a sigh he settled on his side, back to Derek, as he lay on top of the covers.

[sourwolf_hale]

"I've got more in the fridge. Maybe you can get some with breakfast if you behave," he says settling into his bed and turning to look at Stiles' back. Honestly he was happy that Stiles didn't try to attack him. And he hoped that the slave wouldn't try anything through the night.

[runningwithwolves]

"Right. Like you'll let me eat in the morning," Stiles muttered in anger as he stayed where he was. He doubt he would sleep much, not while in the same bed as Derek, but he would lay there and pretend. He was pretty good at pretending.

[sourwolf_hale]

"I'm not going to starve you," Derek answers him with a sigh. The slave must have thought he was a lot worse than he actually was. Yes Derek was bad. Yes he'd hit if he needed. Yes he had a basement for the ones that were dangerous. But Stiles wasn't that bad. "You're going to get breakfast."

[runningwithwolves]

"Until you decide to take it away and you will because you expect me to act a certain way and I won't act that way," Stiles stated as he shifted around for a moment, trying to get comfortable which made the chain rattle.

"You already had threaten to take food away three times now and finally did."

[sourwolf_hale]

"You'll act how you're supposed to act. I won't starve you. You just won't get treats. I'm sure you haven't had any fruit besides the occasional apple for quite some time so those strawberries would have been special. You continued to disobey me when I gave you plenty of warnings and gave you attempts to correct your behavior. You could have won them back but you chose not to. That's your own fault," the Master says, watching the back of Stiles' head.

[runningwithwolves]

"I said sorry. Twice," Stiles pointed out lifting his hand so Derek could see the two fingers he was holding up. He knew Derek was watching him, he could feel the werewolf's eyes on him, and it caused the teen to scowl.

"I'm tired. Go turn off the light so I can sleep." Not that he would but he could fake it so he didn't have to talk to Derek anymore.

[sourwolf_hale]

"You didn't actually mean it either times you said it. So no. You just said the word. You didn't actually mean it," Derek said, settling in for the night.

"Stiles, I'm going to give you a helpful hint about something. When you order your Master around, they're less likely to do the thing you order them to do. And in fact will refrain from doing the thing just on principle."

Something told Derek that Stiles was going to be very difficult... Like saddle training a wild stallion. You throw the saddle on them and tie them to the post till they get used to it. They'll buck and pull and fight as hard as they can until they give up. Derek didn't want to have to throw the saddle on him this early...

[runningwithwolves]

"So you're going to sleep with the lights on just to spite me?" Stiles asked and he rolled his eyes from where he lay though he was grateful Derek wouldn't be able to see it. He had a feeling Derek wouldn't be putting up with his attitude for very much longer if their night continued on like it was.

"I would turn them off but someone chained me to the bed," Stiles stated and he reached up and rattled his chain just to drive his point home.

[sourwolf_hale]

"You're chained to the bed for that specific reason. I don't need you getting up and running around wherever you want and whenever you feel like it," Derek explained, not bothered at all by the lights being on. And if they did bother him in the middle of the night then he'd get up and do it himself. But not when Stiles decided it was time.

[runningwithwolves]

Stiles rolled his eyes and moved his head to place the pillow over it so it blocked out Derek and the lights. The teen was silent, no witty remark, as he lay there on his side, his back to Derek. He hadn't closed his eyes though they weren't focused on anything, not that he could see much from under the pillow. He would lay there and hope Derek would eventually go to sleep.

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek smirked at the pillow on Stiles head. He'd wear him down eventually. Stiles wouldn't like it but he'd eventually settle and obey. He wasn't expecting the snarky remarks to leave immediately, or if at all. But some was better than none.

The Master settled into the pillows and closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to a very light sleep. He knew he'd wake immediately if Stiles moved.

[runningwithwolves]

Stiles stayed on his side for as long as possible. He was tired and probably could sleep if he allowed himself but he wasn't comfortable in his new master's bed. Derek had mentioned he planned on training Stiles and then reselling him but all of his other masters had demanded sex or some sexual action within the first hours of being bought. Derek hadn't and Stiles wasn't sure how he felt about that. It was confusing and he had a feeling that Derek was going to pounce when his guard was down. Which meant Stiles' could let his guard down.

And so Stiles stayed on his side for a long while, thinking, but before long he started to shift and move as he became restless.

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek wasn't going to pounce at all, at least not now. But he did wake up with a bit of a start when Stiles shifted. "You alright," Derek asked, voice deep from sleep.

He didn't want Stiles to be uncomfortable... to a degree. The chain on the collar to the headboard was necessary. He knew Stiles didn't like it but it had to be done for now.

[runningwithwolves]

Stiles' grunted and shifted onto his back, pillow still on his face and he didn't care that he would look stupid. He could have easily fell asleep with the light on but because of pride Stiles keep the pillow over his head to keep the light out.

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek smirked softly at the pillow now covering just the boy's face. "You're going to suffocate like that," he says, getting up and turning off the lights. Only because Derek wanted to and not because of Stiles and his pillow.

[runningwithwolves]

"Don't care," Stiles muttered but he felt Derek move off of the bed and he shifted the pillow in time for the lights to go out. He didn't remove the pillow though. He kept it on his head and rolled onto his side, this time facing Derek which is the reason he kept the pillow.

[sourwolf_hale]

The Master rolls his eyes, settling back into the bed and facing Stiles. He slowly reached over and lifted up the pillow up so he could see Stiles' face. "You'll probably be more comfortable if you actually sleep on the pillow instead of under it," he offers.

[runningwithwolves]

Stiles would have given Derek a look but the bedroom was dark and while the pillow moved, Stiles eyes hadn't adjusted and he couldn't make out the werewolf.

"And what would you suggest if I told you that I'm not use to sleeping on a bed or having a pillow?" Stiles asked from where he lay, allowing Derek to keep his hold on his pillow. "Would you still suggest I sleep on it then?"

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek could see Stiles' perfectly thanks to his supernaturally enhanced vision. He slowly took the pillow off of Stiles' head, moving ever so slowly as to not startle the human.

"I'd suggest you take advantage of it while you can. A warm bed with soft pillows would sound good to me if I was forced to sleep in cages and dog beds for most of my life."

[runningwithwolves]

Stiles reached up and stopped Derek from taking the pillow off of his head. "Don't," he said with a hint of a tired growl in his voice. "You don't get to tell me how to sleep. I still get to control that and if I want the pillow on my head I want it on my head."

[sourwolf_hale]

Derek pulled his hand back, resting it in front of him. "Alright. Sleep with it on your head. I just wanted you more comfortable."

But fine. If Stiles wanted to be like that then he could be that way. Derek gave it a day before he was snuggled down in the blankets with him. It could get cold during the latest part of the night.