Stories from the Slavehouse: Alexander(F/M)(Rewrite)(part 6)
Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2020 1:08 pm
Hello Everybody! It's a me Wolfling! Back on the previous site I had a story I couldn't conclude, but would like to. So i decided to rewrite it here. As a quick disclaimer: I don't endorse any kind of negative discrimination against men or women, just thought it would make an interesting setting. Have Fun!
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Lana Silver was standing in her office observing her well built body in the wooden framed mirror, right next to the bookcase holding all the books from her favorite mulierian writers. She was wearing the dark blue military uniform she was well-known for, with the matching trousers and a pair of black boots. Her chest full of medals of all shapes and sizes, showed everyone all her merits, years of experience - and all the bureaucrats she greased. She wore her blue beret partially covering her shoulder-length brown hair to emphasize her good sense of style and complement her attire at the same time. Lana's face expressed her confidence and perkiness. After taking a last few good looks at her unquestionably beautiful self, she turned towards the this far ignored figure kneeling right next to the mirror.
The aforementioned figure was an about 20 years old guy from the facility. He was in the leggings standardized for inhabitants, his upper body was stripped, except for a tank top upon Lana's request. his hands were behind his back, held together by a pair of dark-brown leather-cuffs. He didn't bother struggling against his restraints as he knew all too well it would only get him into even more trouble.
-"Well What do you think boy? Do I look like the most stunning Headmistress?" - Asked Lana from the guy.
-"Omph Commphe!" - He tried to answer, nodding his head.
-"Oh you are so kind! Maybe one day you will be good enough to be my personal slave." - She answered with a condescending grin. With that she left the slave, whose name she didn't even know, nor she cared to know.
Lana took one of the books she was reading the other day, and sat down behind her desk, situated in the center of her office. Whilst reading she occasionally took a look at her temporary prisoner, enjoying the sight of him, almost pleading with his eyes for release... or at least a more comfortable position. Her reading session was interrupted about a good half hour later, when someone knocked on the door. She put down her book and glanced at the boy a last time before taking a more elegant stance and calling out loudly:
-"Come in!"
A girl slightly lower than Lana entered the door. Her look wasn't that impressive as Lana's but still demanded respect from most of the staff housed in the facility. She wore a green uniform jacket with the matching pants and boots. She had short brown hair and a pair of brown eyes. her face radiated with anger and dissatisfaction. A little platinum plate on the left of her chest read...
-"Lieutenant Silver!" - Exclaimed Lana in her bossy tone. - "I wonder what brings you here? I thought I..."
-"save the formal bullshit for your biodrones Lana." - Interrupted her the newcomer as she closed the door behind her. - "And be so kind to remove your eye-candy from here, this is none of his business." - She continued gesturing towards the gagged boy by the mirror.
-"Okay sis'. So what the heck are you doing here, embarrassing me with your disrespectful manner, while you should be preparing for tomorrow? It's an important day you know."
-"I know very well! That's exactly my problem: The equipment is insufficient: half of my subordinates don't have a proper helmet, one third of them doesn't have handcuffs at their disposal and I could carry on until tomorrow, what else is missing from my requested weaponry. Also: The provided womanpower is a bad joke: about one soldier per squad came fresh from the academy, they didn't even see real action, and only dealt with slaves trained to be obedient training-dummies."
-"I can't see a problem here, you aren't going on a raid, it's just a simple acquisition-routine, we do that twice a year. Besides I can't just get founding for all your extravagant needs out of nowhere."
-"You could if you wouldn't..." - Started the Lieutenant, but a sudden knock on the door cut her short in her thought-train. - "We shall revisit this topic another day Chief Silver." - She said emphasizing the last two words and started walking towards the door.
-"Take care sis'! And have fun tomorrow!" - Lana answered - "Come in!"
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prologue
Lana Silver was standing in her office observing her well built body in the wooden framed mirror, right next to the bookcase holding all the books from her favorite mulierian writers. She was wearing the dark blue military uniform she was well-known for, with the matching trousers and a pair of black boots. Her chest full of medals of all shapes and sizes, showed everyone all her merits, years of experience - and all the bureaucrats she greased. She wore her blue beret partially covering her shoulder-length brown hair to emphasize her good sense of style and complement her attire at the same time. Lana's face expressed her confidence and perkiness. After taking a last few good looks at her unquestionably beautiful self, she turned towards the this far ignored figure kneeling right next to the mirror.
The aforementioned figure was an about 20 years old guy from the facility. He was in the leggings standardized for inhabitants, his upper body was stripped, except for a tank top upon Lana's request. his hands were behind his back, held together by a pair of dark-brown leather-cuffs. He didn't bother struggling against his restraints as he knew all too well it would only get him into even more trouble.
-"Well What do you think boy? Do I look like the most stunning Headmistress?" - Asked Lana from the guy.
-"Omph Commphe!" - He tried to answer, nodding his head.
-"Oh you are so kind! Maybe one day you will be good enough to be my personal slave." - She answered with a condescending grin. With that she left the slave, whose name she didn't even know, nor she cared to know.
Lana took one of the books she was reading the other day, and sat down behind her desk, situated in the center of her office. Whilst reading she occasionally took a look at her temporary prisoner, enjoying the sight of him, almost pleading with his eyes for release... or at least a more comfortable position. Her reading session was interrupted about a good half hour later, when someone knocked on the door. She put down her book and glanced at the boy a last time before taking a more elegant stance and calling out loudly:
-"Come in!"
A girl slightly lower than Lana entered the door. Her look wasn't that impressive as Lana's but still demanded respect from most of the staff housed in the facility. She wore a green uniform jacket with the matching pants and boots. She had short brown hair and a pair of brown eyes. her face radiated with anger and dissatisfaction. A little platinum plate on the left of her chest read...
-"Lieutenant Silver!" - Exclaimed Lana in her bossy tone. - "I wonder what brings you here? I thought I..."
-"save the formal bullshit for your biodrones Lana." - Interrupted her the newcomer as she closed the door behind her. - "And be so kind to remove your eye-candy from here, this is none of his business." - She continued gesturing towards the gagged boy by the mirror.
-"Okay sis'. So what the heck are you doing here, embarrassing me with your disrespectful manner, while you should be preparing for tomorrow? It's an important day you know."
-"I know very well! That's exactly my problem: The equipment is insufficient: half of my subordinates don't have a proper helmet, one third of them doesn't have handcuffs at their disposal and I could carry on until tomorrow, what else is missing from my requested weaponry. Also: The provided womanpower is a bad joke: about one soldier per squad came fresh from the academy, they didn't even see real action, and only dealt with slaves trained to be obedient training-dummies."
-"I can't see a problem here, you aren't going on a raid, it's just a simple acquisition-routine, we do that twice a year. Besides I can't just get founding for all your extravagant needs out of nowhere."
-"You could if you wouldn't..." - Started the Lieutenant, but a sudden knock on the door cut her short in her thought-train. - "We shall revisit this topic another day Chief Silver." - She said emphasizing the last two words and started walking towards the door.
-"Take care sis'! And have fun tomorrow!" - Lana answered - "Come in!"