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The Slave Train had just arrived into the city. Each slave had been told to sit up and act as if nothing had happened. To look their best, be professional, to behave above all else. If they did what they were told, they would be sold to a good master perhaps. One never knew who was going to buy but each slave will be sold. The head of the Slave Train had let each slave out in the last town to clean up and even eat so that they would look well fed and well kept. Spirits were high.
Roulan and Roisin were not speaking to each other but they were never far apart. They were friends until they lost their position at a castle. Both knew that whey were the best of the best. But they blamed each other for getting sold. When they arrived at the slave market and were being bartered for, they found out that they were too good for the liking of the new queen who was very jealous of their lithe body and talents. The men were suppose to look at the Queen not some slave girl. Even though they knew that it was not their fault, they still were not speaking to each other yet.
After their bath and applying their perfumes, make up, clothing and jewelry. The other females were talking eagerly except them. They were thinking of what they kind of 5 minute entertainment they would give. Each of them could do many things but which thing is the best....
All too soon time was up and they were loaded back up into the individual cars. Roisin's car was before Roulan's but both of them assume the same pose in their own car. They rode to the next town in a quiet thought until they arrived. They began to be eager to see who would buy them but both control themselves as they were taught. Most of the other girls were waving and calling out however. That is until the Train leader barked at them. He tossed some candy to Roulan and Roisin who bent over to pick it up and eat it as well as two other girls who were quiet.
The cars were in the order of being sold. They were towards the end.
[/img]The Slave Train had just arrived into the city. Each slave had been told to sit up and act as if nothing had happened. To look their best, be professional, to behave above all else. If they did what they were told, they would be sold to a good master perhaps. One never knew who was going to buy but each slave will be sold. The head of the Slave Train had let each slave out in the last town to clean up and even eat so that they would look well fed and well kept. Spirits were high.
Roulan and Roisin were not speaking to each other but they were never far apart. They were friends until they lost their position at a castle. Both knew that whey were the best of the best. But they blamed each other for getting sold. When they arrived at the slave market and were being bartered for, they found out that they were too good for the liking of the new queen who was very jealous of their lithe body and talents. The men were suppose to look at the Queen not some slave girl. Even though they knew that it was not their fault, they still were not speaking to each other yet.
After their bath and applying their perfumes, make up, clothing and jewelry. The other females were talking eagerly except them. They were thinking of what they kind of 5 minute entertainment they would give. Each of them could do many things but which thing is the best....
All too soon time was up and they were loaded back up into the individual cars. Roisin's car was before Roulan's but both of them assume the same pose in their own car. They rode to the next town in a quiet thought until they arrived. They began to be eager to see who would buy them but both control themselves as they were taught. Most of the other girls were waving and calling out however. That is until the Train leader barked at them. He tossed some candy to Roulan and Roisin who bent over to pick it up and eat it as well as two other girls who were quiet.
The cars were in the order of being sold. They were towards the end.
A young man.someone kind in soul heart and mind, was walking in a city. Simply window shopping as many people called it, he called it killing time. Unfortunately, nothing seemed all that different. Everything was still the way it was a week ago, a month ago. Possibly even a year ago, he was started to fear that his wife was right. But moveing took so much time in just looking for a different place to live, not to mention the amount of stress that seemed to build up when planning a move. He ran a hand trough his long, slightly messy hair, he would have to figure something out.
Garry sighed as he walked along the street when some movement caught his eye. He stopped to see what all the commotion was about. Now, Garry is a fair man, always kind and generous to everyone. But even he had thing he was against, one of those things being slavery. In truth, he never did understand the concept of a slave. Was it to encourage the lazy wealthy people to sit around well the slave worked nonstop for no pay? Was it to show off their money by how many slaves a person could buy? No matter the reason, none of the reasons a person gave him never seemed valid or fair.
So, today, he was going to try something new. He was going to go to a slave auction to see what kind of people bought slaves. Maybe then he could understand why there was slaves. Garry silently, and quietly followed the cars, frowning a bit when he heard some girls calling out to the crowd. It was almost like they wanted to be sold, as if they were a fine porcelain doll for a little girl. None of this made sense to Garry, in fact it made his head spin in confusion.
Garry wouldn't be surprised with he got many odd looks when the cars got to the final destination. Despite appearance, which was a white button down shirt with black slacks, many people didn't think that the young man was all that wealthy. He felt his face burn up with embarrassment as he walked weaved through the crowd to get to the front.
Garry sighed as he walked along the street when some movement caught his eye. He stopped to see what all the commotion was about. Now, Garry is a fair man, always kind and generous to everyone. But even he had thing he was against, one of those things being slavery. In truth, he never did understand the concept of a slave. Was it to encourage the lazy wealthy people to sit around well the slave worked nonstop for no pay? Was it to show off their money by how many slaves a person could buy? No matter the reason, none of the reasons a person gave him never seemed valid or fair.
So, today, he was going to try something new. He was going to go to a slave auction to see what kind of people bought slaves. Maybe then he could understand why there was slaves. Garry silently, and quietly followed the cars, frowning a bit when he heard some girls calling out to the crowd. It was almost like they wanted to be sold, as if they were a fine porcelain doll for a little girl. None of this made sense to Garry, in fact it made his head spin in confusion.
Garry wouldn't be surprised with he got many odd looks when the cars got to the final destination. Despite appearance, which was a white button down shirt with black slacks, many people didn't think that the young man was all that wealthy. He felt his face burn up with embarrassment as he walked weaved through the crowd to get to the front.
The Auctioneer had already had the playlist for this lot of slaves and they should bring in a nice lot of money. He would start with the mediocre ones which would get sold rather quickly. In fact he put the first two together as one package.
"I have here a pair of girls from the kings own kitchen. Long may the new king live." A slight pause out of respect and more for the information to sink in.
"Now there two can cook many delicious things according to my notes. Who will bid on them? Let us start with 3 gold pieces..... do I have 4?... over there... now how about 5.... 6?.... No takers on 6? Going once, twice wait there is a bid on 6 gold pieces! Step right up and show me your 6 gold pieces. " The man came up with a fat belly who placed 6 gold coins on the stand.
"There is one serious person here and he will walk away with the pair of the old king's cooks just for 6 gold coins. Anyone gonna let this man get away with 2 priceless cooks for 6 gold coins?"
On he went until he came to Roisin and Roulan. They were put out in front of the people and they became very embarrassed in their modest hijab. They stayed very close together at the sight of so many people calling out bids for them as the auctioneer tried to sell them. People were jeering and saying things such as they must be the ugliest girls of the lot.
Finally the auctioneer waved his hands for quiet. He walked over to the two girls who quickly turn to leave. Some man called out
"Hey show us the girls now or we leave." other men took up the chant until the two slowly walk together and faced each other. They nodded then turned to the audience to do a Tai Dance of their own version of The Dance of Thousand Hands by Two.
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(Real Version is shown here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgOrIXPJKaM )
FIrst thing was to get rid of the hajab. They improvised well and stripped down to their costume self and danced to a hushed audience. Once they had done the dance and were laying prone on the floor, they kept breathing slow and well controlled until they were given the order to raise up.
"Now after that performance, who will start the bidding? 100 gold coins for one of the lovely ladies pf the old king's harem? Perhaps 90? 80? 70? no takers on these lovely ladies? How about 60? Tell you I'll do. 100 gold coins for the pair of them. they even come with their own clothes, jewelry, instruments and more!" the auctioneer tried to sell the two girls.
"Awww what is a man to do with a harem girl besides the obvious eh?" the auctioneer knew that he was losing their interest rather fast. But he could go no lower because he paid for them at 50 gold coins....Each.
"I have here a pair of girls from the kings own kitchen. Long may the new king live." A slight pause out of respect and more for the information to sink in.
"Now there two can cook many delicious things according to my notes. Who will bid on them? Let us start with 3 gold pieces..... do I have 4?... over there... now how about 5.... 6?.... No takers on 6? Going once, twice wait there is a bid on 6 gold pieces! Step right up and show me your 6 gold pieces. " The man came up with a fat belly who placed 6 gold coins on the stand.
"There is one serious person here and he will walk away with the pair of the old king's cooks just for 6 gold coins. Anyone gonna let this man get away with 2 priceless cooks for 6 gold coins?"
On he went until he came to Roisin and Roulan. They were put out in front of the people and they became very embarrassed in their modest hijab. They stayed very close together at the sight of so many people calling out bids for them as the auctioneer tried to sell them. People were jeering and saying things such as they must be the ugliest girls of the lot.
Finally the auctioneer waved his hands for quiet. He walked over to the two girls who quickly turn to leave. Some man called out
"Hey show us the girls now or we leave." other men took up the chant until the two slowly walk together and faced each other. They nodded then turned to the audience to do a Tai Dance of their own version of The Dance of Thousand Hands by Two.
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[/img](Real Version is shown here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QgOrIXPJKaM )
FIrst thing was to get rid of the hajab. They improvised well and stripped down to their costume self and danced to a hushed audience. Once they had done the dance and were laying prone on the floor, they kept breathing slow and well controlled until they were given the order to raise up.
"Now after that performance, who will start the bidding? 100 gold coins for one of the lovely ladies pf the old king's harem? Perhaps 90? 80? 70? no takers on these lovely ladies? How about 60? Tell you I'll do. 100 gold coins for the pair of them. they even come with their own clothes, jewelry, instruments and more!" the auctioneer tried to sell the two girls.
"Awww what is a man to do with a harem girl besides the obvious eh?" the auctioneer knew that he was losing their interest rather fast. But he could go no lower because he paid for them at 50 gold coins....Each.
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