The date was September 17, 1865. In the small town, known as Dragontail, there is an auction house not like any other. This particular auction house sold slaves. All of the female children that lived in Dragontail had a chance to go to the auction house. At the young age of sixteen, any of the girls that met the appropriate requirements was safe. The auction house, also known as The Dragon Vault, was not a terrible place to have to go to. The only downside is it is that you will be sold one year from your arrival. You would be trained depending on your skills. There are three different skills that you could have. The first, being the absolute best, is to never be able to deny their master. The second is to keep the master''s house clean, something quite similar to being a general maid. The third is to be the master''s assistant, which is the most common. If you don''t have any of the three skills, you can still be sold, but it won''t be a good thing for you at all.
After waking up early for the day ahead, Mabel began to do her morning chores before heading off to school. Her day went smoothly up until lunch. Silver Oak school for girls was much similar to a boarding school at this time. The school teaches everyone a general education. As well as teaching fundamentals for everything a female figure would need to know. Mabel was leaving her motherhood class headed to the lunchroom when the headmistress stopped her. Seeing as today was Mabel''s sixteenth birthday, today would be her last day at the school. She was excused from the rest of her classes today to pack what few things she had. She was then instructed to wait for a carriage to take her to her new home at The Dragon Vault.
After gathering the few clothing items she had. Mabel set off to wait at the front of the school. For a long while, she sat and waited. Finally, right before sundown, a small black one horsed carriage appeared. Upon entered the carriage and prepared herself mentally to be taken to The Dragon Vault. Once she arrived, she was immediately taken to the back. She was given a bath and a new change of clothing. After she was cleaned and had changed her attire, the owner of the Vault came in. He explained that after her time here had come to an end, she would be ranked one out of four before being sold. He showed her her room and things and that starting tomorrow morning, she is to start the training and testing for ranks.
The next morning she woke up to a note and a new change of clothes on a chair across the small room. After reading, she understood that she was to shower, dress, and then meet everyone in the dining hall for breakfast. Mabel observed the clothes left for her with a slight appall. There was a midnight blue corset type top with a very short black skirt. Strikingly the skirt fully covered to mid-thigh. After showering, Mabel dressed and started to find her way to the dining hall. Slowly making her way through the hallways, Mabel began to detect the sound of women talking. Once she started to hear the other women, she walked a little faster. As she neared the door, she overheard a few talking about the auctions that happen twice a week.
Calming her breathing, Mabel walked into the room. All of the conversations stopped soon after. Everyone''s attention focused on Mabel. After seeing everyone staring, Mabel gradually turned to get her food and find a place to sit down. After finding a seat in the corner all by herself, she just perches down and started eating. The owner came in shortly after to announce who will be participating in today''s auction. Before he left, he came over to Mabel and looked down at her. Mabel sat there and ate while he explained what the next year would entail for her. Her training included everything from the beginning of obedience, submissive training, and training for the appropriate attire for anything that the master requests. Before bed, each night would be a quiz over everything shown that day.
After finishing her meal, she headed off to her first class. Her classes ended up being attire first block, obedience second, and her third and final class, she had submissive training. As she entered her first block of the day, she has seen that she was the only one there. Mabel slowly walked into the room, still trying to tug a little bit of length into her skin-tight skirt. When she came to a stop, the door slammed shut. Jumping, Mabel turned around and seen her teacher holding a ruler in her hands, staring her up and down. She stopped pulling at her skirt and looked down, embarrassed. Hearing footsteps, she refused to look up until they stopped right before her. Mabel felt the ruler under her chin, lifting her face. Looking at the woman in front of her, she was at a loss for words.
After two hours, she knew how to do her hair in two different types of braids. On her way to obedience training, she got lost. After walking around for almost an hour, she finally found the classroom. After walking in, she has seen one lone and solitary seat in the middle of the room. She went to the chair and walked around it, little by little examining it and seeing nothing wrong with it. After she sat down, she noticed that nothing was in the room other than the chair. Hearing the door shut, she laid her hands in her lap and looked at them. After what seemed like forever, there were shoes in her line of view. She waited till she had confirmation to speak, move, or even lookup. After having a gentle hand lifted her face. Mabel saw that her teacher for this class was the owner. Seeing him as her teacher, she was a little shocked. Not knowing his name, she didn''t know how to even tell him sorry for being so late. His hand moved from under her chin. Before she could say anything, she was slapped with the same hand that had just been so gentle. Fighting back the tears that threatened to escape, she didn''t move from where her head snapped to when she was slapped.
His hand was gentle again when he touched her cheek to move her face back. Still holding onto the enormous amount of emotions she tried to explain. Before she could get a single word out, he stopped her. She whimpered when he rubbed the bruising red handprint on her cheek. He brought his mouth close to her ear and whispered that he never wanted to have to do that again, but if she was ever to be late another time, it would be worse. She whimpered and started to beg for forgiveness. She explained that she didn''t know where any of her classes were. That she did her best to find them as quickly as she could. He put his hand over her mouth to shut her up. Whimpering Mabel thought he was going to hurt her again, and she didn''t want that. She had never been in a situation where she was physically punished.
After sitting there for what seemed like thirty minutes, he finally removed his hand from her mouth. Sighing, he introduced himself as Damen and that he was the owner of everything around her. He explained that he now owned her. She is to be on time for class every day and will never be late again. He also explained that to pass this class, she needs to be perfectly obedient. Every test that she takes for this class gets darker the longer that she is here. Getting sold is the only escape. He also explained that all the other females in this house will fight her tooth and nail to leave. She nodded slightly and asked what he meant by him owning her.
While chuckling, he walked behind her. Softly he starting playing with the braid that was in her hair. When he saw that she had fully relaxed, he roughly gripped her hair. Seeing her pain, he explained. By owning her, he was allowed to do everything he wanted whenever he wanted, and that she could never deny him anything without being punished. Moaning in pain softly, she replied that she was unsure of what he meant exactly. Damen laughed and let go of her hair and told her to stay put. He left from behind her and when and locked that classroom door. When he returned, he came up in front of her and grabbed her by the chin so she would look up at him. He looked her dead in the eye and told her flatly to get on her knees on the floor and look up at him. She hesitated for a second and slowly started to get out of the seat. When she was stood up, he let go of her chin. Dropping to her knees, she never once left eye contact with him. When she was finally settled onto the floor, he smiled and gently rubbed her cheek. Without even thinking, she relaxed her head into his hand, closing her eyes, and smiled softly.Support the creativity of authors by visiting the original site for this novel and more.
He gripped her chin slightly so she would look at him. Mabel opened her eyes slowly and looked at him, searching his face for any indication that she had done something wrong. When she had seen that there was nothing, she looked him in the eye once more. Smirking, Damen said that this is where Maybel is to stay in the master''s presents unless told otherwise. She is to only listen to her master unless they say otherwise. Only her master can punish her for anything. Mabel looked at him and nodded slightly to show that she understood. After a second, Mabel asked if that included him or if it was meant for whoever buys her. Damen smiled, in a smirking kind of way, and told her that it had involved him. He held his hand out for her to get up with. Mabel looked at it for a second, then looked at him. Seeing that this was not a trick, she softly took his hand and got off the floor. Leading Mabel by the hand, Damen pulled her out of the room and down the hall.
Mabel looked at the back of Damen''s head as if trying to figure out what he was thinking. As the hallways looked more recognizable to Mabel, she figured out her back to her room. Once Damen reached Mabel''s room, he told her to grab what was needed. That she would not be coming back to this room for a week. In a rush, she grabbed her small container with the clothes, hairbrush, and bath things. Returning, she looked at Damen. Damen took her by the hand again and took her back down different halls. Getting lost in trying to remember her way back, Mabel never noticed where she was actually headed until she was already there. She looked, she saw that she was standing in a different bedroom. This room was almost three times bigger than hers. She stopped walking and turned back towards Damen, and asked why she was here in this room. Damen smiled and walked over to the bed setting down. Looking around, he asked if she liked it. When she looked around again, she saw all of the details she missed the first time. Such as the way the walls were a very dark gray but had slightly lighter gray writing on them. She told him yes without looking away from the walls. Getting up off the bed, Damen walked past Mabel and quietly locked the door without her noticing. Still looking around the room, Mabel noticed a rug sticking out from the bed. Looking at it closer, she noticed that it was a very soft, fluffy white area rug with speckles of black. Damen watched as Maybel went looking from one thing to another quietly, following her. Slowly Damen caressed her hair as she was sitting on the rug, playing with the softness of it. Looking up at Damen smiling, Mabel said that she is enamored with the room and the calmness that she feels while in it.
Damen looked at Mabel, amused with what she didn''t know. Sitting on the bed in front of her, Damen explained that this was now somewhat her room. Mabel looked at him perplexed and asked for him to elaborate what he meant by to a degree. Damen walked around the room and set down in a chair Mabel hadn''t seen earlier. Getting relaxed, he explained that this was his room, and the best way for her to learn how to be obedient and submissive was to experience it first-hand. Getting slightly uncomfortable, Mabel slid back against the bed a little more and asked what that meant. Seeing that she was feeling distressed about it, Damen finally told her. For her to pass the tests for her classes, he was to be her master for the next year. With that being said, Mabel sighed rather softly and asked what that meant she would have to do. Hearing that, Damen looked at her enthusiastically and responded that whatever he said must be done.
Mabel, still sitting on the rug she was playing with thought, about everything that Damen had told her. With questions in her eyes, she ever so gently smiled and agreed to his terms. Looking rather content with himself, Damen told her that she must refer to him as master or sir. If she calls him anything else, she will be punished. After explaining everything, Damen got up out of the chair and walked over to a small desk in the corner of the room. He then pulled out a very small three to maybe five-page packet and a pencil. Mabel watched him very curiously, waiting to be told what is going on. After everything was put in its place, Damen told her to sit in the chair he was just in. Once she sits down, he explains that with every master that she will have, there is paperwork that she must fill out detailing herself to her master. Showing her the top page, it listed simple questions like "What is your full name?", "What blood type are you?" and "Have you ever had any sexual activity?" When Mabel finished reading the top page, she stopped and asked why they needed to know that. Damen explained that different masters will want different things from her. Some will just use her as a maid to clean and cook and do household chores. Others will want her just to dress her up as their own personal doll to take around town and show off. He also explained that some people will buy her to be a sex slave. Shrugging, he said there are many different reasons that it is needed. He then handed her the pencil and told her he would be back shortly, so go ahead and get started on the ones she could answer now. Turning back to the paper, she got started.
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Full name: Mabel Lexie Grimm
Blood type: AB Positive
Sexual orientation: unknown?
What is your nickname: Don’t have one
Hobbies: Reading and Art
How many pillows do you sleep with? One?
Birthdate: September 17, 1849
Favorite color: Purple
Favorite snack: Fruit. Mostly strawberries or grapes
Favorite books: Anything romance
Favorite animal: Dog
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
Height: 5 foot 6 inches
Hearing the door open again, Mabel stops righting and looks up. Damen comes in with another male with a tray in his hands. Damen smiles at her and takes the papers from her looking them over. He lays them back on the table and takes her by the hand, leading her over to the bed. Have you ever given blood before he asks her looking at her arms? Mabel looks back at the man holding the tray and shakes her head delicately. Smiling slightly, Damen looked at the man and nodded to him. When seeing this, Mabel started to get slightly worried. Damen gently started to lay her back on the bed, telling her how this is just a precaution to make sure that she wasn''t sick in any way. Mabel looked at the other man for a minute before she felt something wrapping around her left arm. Damen had taken a soft piece of something close to a ribbon and was wrapping it around her left wrist and attaching it to the bed frame. Before Mabel could start to panic a little, Damen rubbed her arm. He told her that he was only tying her down so she couldn''t hurt herself when the needle was being used. After hearing that it was just to keep her safe, she stayed calm and watched him walk around to the other arm and do the same with it. Damen finished with the right arm and went to consult with the boy holding the tray.
As Mabel lay there tied to the bed, waiting to see what was going to happen, she started to relax. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. Now Mabel was new to just about everything, but that didn''t stop her from thinking about what might happen within the next year. She knew nothing about Damen or what it was going to mean to be his submissive. Mabel noticed while laying there with her eyes closed, thinking about everything, she started to get tired. Before she could fall asleep, she opened her eyes and looked up, and seen Damen smiling at her.