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themselves of having only the best citizens enter their building.
“Ah, he is clearly unsuited to the conditions on Krase.” Welson looked Tyler over. “May I?”
Blessed nodded, turned, and removed the leash from Tyler’s collar. He rolled it up and put it on his belt where his throwers usually rested.
Welson moved around Tyler in a wide circle. He considered him from every angle. “He is exquisite.”
Tyler’s gaze darted to Blessed, as if he were waiting to see if he agreed or not, so Blessed gave no reaction at all. He wasn’t going to let Tyler know how he felt, but the fact was Blessed fully agreed with the merchant. Tyler was stunning. Even cold with a blue stain across his chest and belly, there was just something about him that caused all creatures to look upon him with longing. Maybe it was the fact his skin was so light or that his hair was golden and his eyes blue. Or perhaps it was a combination of all these factors that made him alluring. As soon as the auctioneer had pulled him forth, Blessed had known he would have him no matter what the cost.
“I think he would look wonderful in a modified Terse style.”
Blessed had no idea what that was since he didn’t follow fashion. As a retired warrior, he was allowed to dress in items that closely resembled his uniform.
“You will show me your skill with him and this style with one outfit, and then we shall see.” That way, Blessed wouldn’t be stuck with some horrible clothing that ruined the look of his slave. “I wish for him to look masculine, not…” He trailed off, unsure of the best way to describe the fashion he didn’t like where the males looked like children.
“I will make the most of his features.” Welson bowed twice and then turned toward a large archway. “Follow the floating droid. It will lead you to a room where you can relax while waiting for my first creation.”
Blessed did so with Tyler and devotee in close attendance. Once within the room, he was provided with tempting tidbits, drinks, and even a massage should he need one. Unusually edgy, Blessed chose an elixir known to have relaxing properties. He allowed devotee to have something if he wished, but he declined since he’d eaten while he waited for Blessed to finish his activities with Tyler at the auction house.
Ignoring Tyler became more difficult as he stood silently moving his weight from one foot to the other.
“Sit.” Blessed pointed to the cushioned cube that was in front of his chair.
Tyler did as commanded.
“Show me the bottom of your feet.”
Tyler lifted both of them up at the same time. They were not bloody, but they were angry red and clearly sore. Blessed conferred with devotee and then sent him to fetch a healing salve.
“I do this not out of kindness, but because you were expensive.”
Tyler opened his mouth as if to speak, but ended up closing it and staying silent.
Blessed was relieved. He didn’t want to punish him with pain, and he knew if he went to punish him with pleasure he was going to forget where he was and let loose a cry of possession. Instead, he closed his eyes and tried to rest until his drink came, but he found he was unable to do so. Rising, he paced along the length of the room. Back and forth he went, releasing the energy that seemed to be coiling around his cock. The memory of Tyler’s taste filled his mouth, and he tried to push it away, but he was unsuccessful. He couldn’t remember anything tasting like Tyler’s release. It was salty and yet had a curious kind of sweetness. It was delicious, and he found himself wondering if Tyler had produced another quantity.
Surreptitiously, he looked at his balls, but they weren’t flatter than before. It seemed whether he was full or not his sac seemed about the same size. Blessed realized he could ask, but he did not want to give Tyler any indication that he was interested in doing that to him again. But he was. He would like to do that to him while watching his
“Ah, he is clearly unsuited to the conditions on Krase.” Welson looked Tyler over. “May I?”
Blessed nodded, turned, and removed the leash from Tyler’s collar. He rolled it up and put it on his belt where his throwers usually rested.
Welson moved around Tyler in a wide circle. He considered him from every angle. “He is exquisite.”
Tyler’s gaze darted to Blessed, as if he were waiting to see if he agreed or not, so Blessed gave no reaction at all. He wasn’t going to let Tyler know how he felt, but the fact was Blessed fully agreed with the merchant. Tyler was stunning. Even cold with a blue stain across his chest and belly, there was just something about him that caused all creatures to look upon him with longing. Maybe it was the fact his skin was so light or that his hair was golden and his eyes blue. Or perhaps it was a combination of all these factors that made him alluring. As soon as the auctioneer had pulled him forth, Blessed had known he would have him no matter what the cost.
“I think he would look wonderful in a modified Terse style.”
Blessed had no idea what that was since he didn’t follow fashion. As a retired warrior, he was allowed to dress in items that closely resembled his uniform.
“You will show me your skill with him and this style with one outfit, and then we shall see.” That way, Blessed wouldn’t be stuck with some horrible clothing that ruined the look of his slave. “I wish for him to look masculine, not…” He trailed off, unsure of the best way to describe the fashion he didn’t like where the males looked like children.
“I will make the most of his features.” Welson bowed twice and then turned toward a large archway. “Follow the floating droid. It will lead you to a room where you can relax while waiting for my first creation.”
Blessed did so with Tyler and devotee in close attendance. Once within the room, he was provided with tempting tidbits, drinks, and even a massage should he need one. Unusually edgy, Blessed chose an elixir known to have relaxing properties. He allowed devotee to have something if he wished, but he declined since he’d eaten while he waited for Blessed to finish his activities with Tyler at the auction house.
Ignoring Tyler became more difficult as he stood silently moving his weight from one foot to the other.
“Sit.” Blessed pointed to the cushioned cube that was in front of his chair.
Tyler did as commanded.
“Show me the bottom of your feet.”
Tyler lifted both of them up at the same time. They were not bloody, but they were angry red and clearly sore. Blessed conferred with devotee and then sent him to fetch a healing salve.
“I do this not out of kindness, but because you were expensive.”
Tyler opened his mouth as if to speak, but ended up closing it and staying silent.
Blessed was relieved. He didn’t want to punish him with pain, and he knew if he went to punish him with pleasure he was going to forget where he was and let loose a cry of possession. Instead, he closed his eyes and tried to rest until his drink came, but he found he was unable to do so. Rising, he paced along the length of the room. Back and forth he went, releasing the energy that seemed to be coiling around his cock. The memory of Tyler’s taste filled his mouth, and he tried to push it away, but he was unsuccessful. He couldn’t remember anything tasting like Tyler’s release. It was salty and yet had a curious kind of sweetness. It was delicious, and he found himself wondering if Tyler had produced another quantity.
Surreptitiously, he looked at his balls, but they weren’t flatter than before. It seemed whether he was full or not his sac seemed about the same size. Blessed realized he could ask, but he did not want to give Tyler any indication that he was interested in doing that to him again. But he was. He would like to do that to him while watching his
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