Closed Kouri's New Marionette

[Alva Marek]

Alva had just woken up for what felt like the millionth time that morning. She had no clue what time it was or if the sun was actually up above the horizon. It was quickly becoming a daily routine. She missed all the sounds of Sunberth. It was simply too quiet on this gods forsaken island. With a groan Alva sat up on the mat and stretched her arms, then her legs and then her back. She was sure Anna was going to have her running all over doing whatever errands she needed to be done. Alva closed her eyes envisioning Rhysol the way she always imagined him and quietly said her prayer.

"Lord Rhysol, instigator of the Valterian, bringer of chaos and evil, may you watch over your devout followers as they commit brutal acts of betrayal, evil and bring chaos throughout the land in your wicked name. You are the one true ruler of this mundane world."

After her daily prayer to Rhysol, Alva was gently rinsed her face with cold water that was in the basin from a day or two before, when there was a not so gentle knock on her door. It was, without a doubt, her mistress. She quickly tidied up her room before going to open the door, dreading the tasks for the day. Making sure she was presentable, Alva opened the door.

"Hello Mistress. How may I assist you today?" She avoided eye contact as she spoke. Her eyes pierced through her almost painfully. Anna often made Alva feel uneasy but she would never let her mistress know this. Gods know what she would do to her.

[Annalisa Marin]

Anna stared down at her slave, the other woman being naked and only possessing smooth purple stone bindings for any form of attire. By contrast the sorceress herself was garbed in the finest of black silk robes trimmed with purple, a purple sash crossing down her side and over her waist. Long dark hair was pulled into a high ponytail and black dress slippers covered her feet, being both elegant looking and comfortable. Upon her right ring finger twisted a silver ring of Wizard ranking, rubies glittering along its side and the sigil of a burning scroll upon its face. She looked immaculate as far as pulsers on Sahova went.

The woman felt a thrill of pleasure at her slave’s subservient nature, enjoying that feeling of power over another creature for all it was worth. The dark haired woman’s soft fingers would trail over Alva’s cheek, her thumb lingering over her lips for a moment without bothering to request the other woman’s permission. From here the sorceress withdrew the hand from her face and offered the slave her right hand, the one with the ring upon it. The obvious expectation was that Alva was supposed to take it in her own, a silent command from mistress to slave.

Once the slave would do so Anna would entwine her own fingers with Alva’s and start down the halls of the Quarters. Her steps were slow and leisurely, as though this were a nice stroll she was taking with her slave and yet the sorceress had yet to explain herself. She was obviously taking her time with this, enjoying the human contact for all that it was worth and allowing herself to simply pretend. Pretending was all she could do here on Sahova, pretending to be human and pretending to possess any form of true healthy happiness in this cursed place.

“Mmm… I have special task for you today slave. You will not be going to the Palsa Hydrasa today, as I myself have business with Amaryllis. Today I am escorting you to the Dungeons, where you are going to play with my daughter. While you are with her, I expect that you will follow her every command and whim and if I hear otherwise I will punish you.” Anna said finally as they would begin to descend to the ground floor of the Quarters and head towards the Courtyard.

“Consider this something of a day off for you from the usual monotony. My daughter can be a rather interesting girl to be around, I’m certain she has some fun games in mind for you both. Just be certain you tell her that I sent you to her, make sure she also sees the symbol on your collar. If not I can’t exactly say what she might do to you.” Anna stressed, her tone urgent and her grey eyes fixing upon Alva’s for a moment before focusing back upon their set path.

Their steps would take them into the mist filled Courtyard, the distant whispers and cries of the spirits there going unheeded by the tall sorceress. Their path was set upon towards a large ancient looking structure and as they would draw closer Alva would begin to hear faint moans and cries from within, the place a notorious place for horrific torture. Anna would lead them inside, her ring glowing softly as the wards would tug at Alva’s flesh lightly for a moment before finally allowing her passage. Once they were inside proper one would see something that seemed as though it was spawned from a nightmare, a horrific sight that would haunt most normal souls.

Lines and lines of cells littered the entrance hall, hands reaching out and the souls within crying for a release. Fluid stained the floor and some of the corridors possessed gouges in the stone where the nails of a prisoner or two desperately tried to keep from being taken deeper into the Dungeons. The majority of the races represented here were human, though a smattering of others could be seen here or there in the cells. As the entered fully Anna would release Alva’s hand and then circle an arm around her waist, pulling her close and peering down at her with stormy grey eyes.

“Do try to have fun, slave. I’ll come back to get you in a little while.” Anna whispered, nibbling at the other woman’s earlobe before breaking away from her and reaching into her robes to pull out a small pouch of money.

“Also, tell Kouri to give this to Master Cryptly if she intends to use his toys on the lower or upper floors. It’s from her own stock of money, and I’m letting her use it as an allowance of sorts. Until later slave.” Anna said, tossing Alva the money pouch and departing the Dungeons quickly enough.

ImportantRight, so Alva and Kouri requested I post once in this thread to get Alva to meet Kouri. I'll be absent for the rest of the thread unless they want me to pop in at the end as well. Also, I'd recommend Alva posting again before Kouri does so she can head off into the Dungeon proper for a little exploring. The money paid here is from Kouri's ledger, since Anna retains control of the family money and the expenses are listed below. Have fun you two!

-Two bells is lower chamber= 10 GM's
-Restraining device of Kouri's choice= 2 GM's
-Two torture implements of Kouri's choice= 4 GM's

Total= 16 GM's.

[Alva Marek]

Anna extended her right hand expecting her obedient slave to grasp it. And Alva did just that. As her mistress intertwined their fingers, she began to lead her down the halls of the living quarters. Alva was embarrassed to be paraded around without a single piece of cloth to cover her sacred parts in an unfamiliar place, but there was nothing she could say or do about it.

“Mmm… I have special task for you today slave. You will not be going to the Palsa Hydrasa today, as I myself have business with Amaryllis. Today I am escorting you to the Dungeons, where you are going to play with my daughter. While you are with her, I expect that you will follow her every command and whim and if I hear otherwise I will punish you.

“Consider this something of a day off for you from the usual monotony. My daughter can be a rather interesting girl to be around, I’m certain she has some fun games in mind for you both. Just be certain you tell her that I sent you to her, make sure she also sees the symbol on your collar. If not I can’t exactly say what she might do to you."

Alva listened intently to her mistress' words. Avoiding punishment was a major part of her survival. But hearing that she had another person to answer too was almost more than she could handle.

"Yes my mistress"
After awhile, they arrived in the dungeons, a miserable looking place. Anna pulled Alva into an intimate embrace and nibbled her earlobe. It caught Alva off guard as Anna told her to have fun and handed her a pouch of money. She was to give it to Kouri who would give it to Master Cryptly if she wanted to use his toys....Although down here, Alva was certain they weren't really toys.

Her mistress left immediately, leaving Alva to wonder where her second master was.

[Fubuki Kouri]

A nice BGM to go along with the atmosphere :

Another day in the undead island, another fun session of playing with the adorable toys in the Dungeons, however today, mommy told her that she would be getting a 'special' doll today, one that she wasn't allowed to break... completely. She could play with this new doll to her heart's content as long as it didn't die, how wonderful, Kouri always wanted better dolls than these pathetic ones in the Dungeons. The ghost girl was obediently, leaning her back on the wall in one of the Dungeon's corridors, heedless of the cries of plea and sobs echoing all round her, these pitiful beings, there were fun at first, but they seemed to see her, a good Vantha girl, like a monster for some reason. She was not a monster, she was an obedient daughter, her mother deemed her as such, she didn't need the opinions of others.

Kouri was in a different attire than her usual white pajama-dress, after observing various clothes during her travels, the ghost girl opted for an occasional change in fashin, she was emulating the look of that one rich man she saw in Syliras, with his gray and white clothing, complete with the fancy-looking hat, all in all, the little phantom girl looked rather odd wearing a man's clothes, but some might find her oddly adorable for it. Kouri heard the soft footsteps of someone approaching she raised her head then turned it to the right and after a few ticks, the sight of a... clothless woman with long white hair, like herself, and shackles around her neck and limbs appeared before her, "Oh!" Kouri quipped excitedly, this must be the new doll her mother was talking about, Anna was fond of marking her slaves with those signature earthen cuffs.

Kouri straightened her back as she disappeared from her spot, appearing directly behind Alva then poked her back with her materialized index finger, sending a chill through the naked slave's body, "Hello~ Are you my new doll?" She tilted her head, the woman had white hair, perhaps she was one of those scaly-woman race? A... Konti if she remembered correctly, but this one didn't have scales, so maybe it was her natural hair color, Ama the Wolf Kelvic she met in the Bronze Woods also had white hair. Unlike Anna, this slave was much shorter, actually just a few inches taller than Kouri, she looked very cute as well, the ghost girl giggled mischievously, planning on a fun playtime session with her, one that involved tools and racks of course, "So, did you bring my money? Hmmm? Mommy gave you that, right? If not... I'll be upset~" She spoke in an innocent stone, but one could feel the malice just bubbling beneath the surface.

OOCOh, Alva, could you perhaps change the "Placeholder" tag to "Closed" tag since the thread's not a placeholder anymore?

[Alva Marek]

Alva thought she saw a little girl leaning against one of the dungeon walls, but before she reached her, the little girl disappeared. Before she had time to react, there was a cold chill shooting down her back as a dead finger poked her, followed by a bombardment of questions. Alva jumped and quickly turned around to face the culprit.

"Hello~ Are you my new doll? So, did you bring my money? Hmmm? Mommy gave you that, right? If not... I'll be upset~"

Alva answered the questions as quickly as they came. "Yes ma'am I am your new toy. Yes, mistress gave me to give this to you." Alva held out the pouch of money for her tiny ghost mistress. "My name is Alva, but you can call me by a different name if that is your wish. Mistress Anna said I am to obey your orders as if they were her own." Alva made sure the symbols on her shackles were clearly visible. She didn't want to find out what horrible things this little child could do to her. The tone of her voice was not all that comforting either. What was in store for her today?

[Fubuki Kouri]

"Hmmm~ I see~" It was true after all, this naked short - for an adult - woman was her new toy, Kouri raked Alva's form up and down, though slightly battered, she was cleaner and healthier that most wretched souls in this dungeon. A black tendril slithered from Kouri's right hand as she picked up the coin pouch, "I think I'll just call you 'Alva', it sounds pretty!" And rather easy to pronounce for Kouri's limited common, but she didn't need to say that.

Kouri then took Ava's right hand with her left as the ghost girl led her deeper into the dungeons, "Come on! Let's play something fun!" Should the slave hesitate, Kouri would exert more force until the white-haired woman moved. As they walked - floating for the ghost girl - Kouri put an index finger near her lips as she pondered, "Sooo~ What should I play with you?" It was a rhetorical question of course, she didn't need the slave's permission to do anything to her, though she bet her mother wouldn't want the slave to die, she was a rather special one.

As they arrived in the lower chamber, Kouri looked to her left and right, finding no one here other than the slave with her, whoever in charge must not be here for some reason, Kouri simply shrugged and left the money pouch near the entrance, someone would pick it up, she wanted to play right away.

"We are here!" Kouri turned around as she cheerfully smiled at the slave, acting as if this horrific place was one big playground, the ghost girl promptly vanished from her location as she appeared right next to a torture chair, with restraining devices for the neck, arms, wrists, waist, legs, and ankles made out of sturdy iron, the ghost girl patted the chair's seat, "Come on, sit here! Sit!" She commanded Alva like a dog, after the slave compelled, Kouri would hum happily as she applied all of the restraints at the same time with her multiple tendrils, after Alva was properly restraind, Kouri would admire her work as she put her hands behind her back then swayed her body from side to side.

"So~ What would you like to do first? Oh I know! I want to see you struggle, come on! I'll give you a prize if you can stand up..." The ghost girl inched closer then flashed Alva a mischievous malicious smile, "If not, then I'll have to punish you~" Then she leaned back to watch the slave's futile struggling in her restraints.