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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:22:10 GMT -6
A bloodthirsty howl burst forth, rising above the other shouts and grunts and clashes of metal-on-metal. "Here!" Charope roared again, dark eyes flashing, and beat the flat of her sword against one vambrace as she leapt forward. "You brutes think you can stand against an Amazon? Face me!" She danced into their midst, ducking a blade here, a spear there, slashing at any bit of exposed flesh as the opportunity arose. Killing blows would take too long: she struck where she could, trying to get as much attention on herself as possible. The two sisters with her comprised a small scouting party for tracking prey routes, rather than a full-fledged hunting party. Although they all had training, as every Amazon did, and honed survival skills from living in such a beautiful but deadly environment, they were not prepared for an all-out battle. Only Charope, the escort -- there in case anything went wrong -- was suited for such an event. Things had certainly gone wrong. Not even she could defeat a dozen enemy hunters on what should have been a tedious week-long trek around the outskirts of Amazon territory. What were men doing this far out in the jungle? Charope screamed again, taunting her opponents and drawing their eyes towards her. Her sisters had held up admirably to the unexpected attack, but they would have to see what she did: their duty now was to escape, slip back to Thermopolis, and warn home of the incursion. Three men lay dead in the foliage around her. Charope stepped nimbly over one, caught the edge of a curved blade on her vambrace, and sliced at the chest of the shorter man. Blood splattered against her bronzed skin. Charope laughed and kicked him back, spun to face the next. Her long black braid whipped through the air behind her. "Are you all so weak?" She taunted. "Can none of you--"
Pain burst through the back of her skull, launching her forward and off-balance into darkness.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:30:01 GMT -6
A large beautifully made golden horse driven carriage made its way down the road towards the largest slave trading town in the land. "We are almost to our destination master Eric. We should arrive in just a few minutes." the carriage driver wearing a top hat announces to his passenger.
"Thank you for letting me know Jimmy. I'm very much looking forward to this auction. I've heard there are some very beautiful slaves for sale, and if I can save at least one of them from suffering a horrible fate this will be worth the trip." Eric comments to his driver.
"Of course Master Eric you are very kind. I hope that the bidding will go very much in your favor." Jimmy says to Eric while keeping the horses calm as the carriage makes its way into the richest district in the town.
Eric simply nods, and makes himself more comfortable while he sits in the soft passenger seating. Soon enough they arrived in front of a very fancy white colored building. The fine architecture showcased the importance of those that graced its floors. The carriage came to a slow easy stop. "We've arrived master Eric." Jimmy announces.
"Thank you Jimmy my good man. I will let myself out. You can park the carriage, and tend to the horses. Please be ready once the auction has ended, I will return soon after hopefully with a beautiful slave to return home with." Eric says as he opens the carriage passenger door and carefully steps out. The carriage driver nods understanding Eric's directions and goes about his duties.
Eric wears a very noble outfit for a wealthy, and very powerful man of his caliber. Eric's magical robes were made of the finesse materials. He wore a dark blue sorcerer's robe with a dark red hood. Eric came from very powerful, and wealthy family. Although he was still a young man, and unfortunately the only living survivor of a tragic accident that took the lives of his entire family when he was young. Since the years after the tragedy. Eric had used his familes vast power, and wealth to purchase slaves. Mostly for entertainment, however Eric was unlike other slaveholders. He was very kind, and did what he could to make unfortunate slaves happy, and very comfortable. Even giving slaves their freedom, and giving them safe passage back to their homelands.
Eric usually travelled far going to different slave trading towns when he could, and he would purchase whatever slave he could. Although the demand for beautiful slaves was always very high. The slave auctions were always challenging and costly. Eric thought of all the slaves he had purchased. Each slave was lovely, and had their story to tell. Eric came to know each of them. It was always interesting, and rewarding, and Eric knew he was doing good by giving each slave their freedom in the end. He was completely unlike other slaveholders.
Making his way down the long hallway towards the room that held the large slave auction hall. Eric focused his light blue eyes on the task at hand. The young man's white skin would indicate that he was in his mid to early twenties. While Eric's short brown hair was still hidden under his dark red hood. "Ah here we are. I've arrived at another auction." Eric said to himself as the doors opened to him. Eric went casually to his assigned seat, and waited with other wealthy bidders for the auction to begin. Eric looked around at the hundreds of other wealthy buyers. Many of which Eric knew to be very selfish, and cruel to any slaves that fell into their service. Though Eric would never comment or confront them about those details. Eric knew better, it was far to dangerous to cause problems with them. Eric's family had always been respected by most of them. Usually each wealthy family or individual stayed out of very personal affairs such as the treatment of slaves.
Eric kept to himself for the moment, and looked at the slave auction floor, knowing soon that slaves would be walked to the auction floor one at a time for bidding. Only the highest bid would win, and the buyers were very competitive. "I hope I can save one of the beautiful slaves tonight. Lets see how this auction goes." Eric thought as he waited for the auction to begin. The slave auction was just a few minutes away from starting.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:31:57 GMT -6
Charope towered over the other captives, women and men both, by a good three or four inches at minimum, as none of the others topped six feet. There were fourteen of them there in the back room, the "cream of the crop" as the slavers had joked amongst themselves. All were scantily clad to show off what the potential buyers would be getting. Charope wasn't the only one shivering in the cool air inside the grand building. She scowled at the soaring architecture. All this they could do, but these men couldn't find a better way to maintain their leisurely lifestyle beyond enslavement? It was desable. One of the slavers approached them. The fit, middle-aged white man had a neatly trimmed beard of dark hair. Charope's hand itched to bury itself in his smug face. "Let's go," he told them, waving them along onto the stage with the thin metal rod in one hand. It stung without leaving marks when pressed to flesh, and could interact with the shackle each prisoner wore in most unpleasant ways. Charope merited two such devices: one on each ankle. They pulled on each other like powerful magnets, forcing her to shuffle or else struggle immensely to take ordinary steps. She didn't regret trying to run as often as she had.
At first, when it became clear she couldn't get away on her own, she'd thought to simply buy time until a war band of her sisters could find her. But days became weeks, and now with an ocean between herself and home, Charope knew rescue wasn't coming for her. She'd just have to figure something else out.
One by one the captives were drawn forward and auctioned off. Charope squinted against the bright lights shining down on the stage, but could see little of the audience beyond a sense of how many people were there. Her lip curled. And then, third to last, it was her turn. Two men approached, rods in hand to chivvy her forward. Her shackles began to heat as they sensed the proximity of the control devices at the base of the rods, threatening to burn her if she didn't move away.
"And now a real treat for you folks, a real treat!" The auctioneer announced. "All the way from a distant jungle, a real live Amazon! Untamed and untrained, this buxom beauty is sure to be a real prize for anyone who thinks they've got what it takes to break this wild woman. Are you up for the challenge? Let the bidding commence!"
Break her? Charope's fingers twitched as men began calling out bids. She'd like to break them.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:34:14 GMT -6
Eric had tried to bid on every slave he had seen so far, but so far he had failed to win. The auctions were becoming even more challenging these days. Eric felt the deep frustration in his mind. Those unfortunate slaves that had already been sold would more then likely suffer greatly under the care of their selfish, cruel masters/mistresses. Those poor slaves would most likely die horribly at the hands of their owners. Escape was impossible because it only ended in death, and the fate of a slave was truly in the hands of their owner. Some wealthy families, and individuals came to the slave auctions offen to buy new slaves. Eric didn't have to imagine what happened to previous slaves they'd purchased. He knew all to well that if slaves didn't die outright they would suffer a lifetime of misery.
Eric wanted better for those unfortunate souls caught in the terrible web of enslavement. Whatever he could he would help. Most of all Eric knew that at least by purchasing, and giving slaves their freedom he was doing good. Eric watched as the next and final slave came to the stage. Eric heard the auctioneer announce Charope, and heard everything about her. "A real amazon? That's very interesting, I thought they were only a myth. This amazon must come from very far away land. Her beauty is breathtaking, she looks like a lovely goddess...she is incredibly beautiful." Eric thought truly lost in the Amazon's dazzling beauty.
Then he heard the excited response from many of the hundreds of wealthy buyers in the near by seats. The most wealthy seemed very interested. "Oh baby!...She looks very good...I can't wait to get my hands on that!" Eric heard the voices and more from certain individuals that he knew. Eric instantly knew that they met business, and that if this beautiful woman fell into their cruel hands it would mean certain death for her. That poor beautiful amazon would suffer a terrible fate. Eric didn't want that to happen, he knew this was it.
"I can't let this one down...I have to give this everything I can. I'll pay any price no matter how high. I have to save her." Eric thought.
"$5,000" one voice called out.
The auctioneer responded. "I hear $5,000. Do I hear more?"
"$500,000" Eric quickly called out.
"$700,000" another voice called out.
"$1,000,000" Eric called out.
"$6,000,000" another voice called.
"$20,000,000" Eric called out. Some in the room were surprised, but the response from the hundreds of people was exciting especially from the auctioneer.
"$20,000,000...do I hear more?" the auctioneer said in a excited voice.
"$70,000,000." a voice of a extremely cruel man said. Eric saw him sitting not to far away. He knew that man to be disgustingly cruel. This man was always buying slaves, and Eric knew instantly how dangerous he was. Eric couldn't give up however. He wasn't done yet.
"$70,000,000...do I hear more?" the auctioneer announces.
"$799,999,999!" Eric called out, and incredibly everyone in the auction room was very surprised. Even the extremely cruel man was left speechless. But the incredible response from the hundreds in attendance was very exciting.
"$799,999,999....do I hear more?!" the auctioneer announced happily.
There wasn't another response from anyone else in attendance. "Going once!....going twice!....sold for $799,999,999! The amazon is sold to buyer 102! An incredible sale! The final sale of the night! All slaves will be processed, and given to their new owners within the hour. Thank you very much everyone for bidding! Have a goodnight, and we hope to see you again!" the auctioneer announces.
Eric looked around at some of the others seated near him. Some smiled others were surprised. Eric stood up from his seat, and just smiled happily at them as he had done at past auctions. The same cruel man from before went up to Eric just as he was about to leave. The man was middle aged, and overweight. Wearing very wealthy clothing as all in attendance did. Eric knew how disgusting the man was, and fortunately the amazon wasn't going to suffer under such a cruel individual like him.
Eric justs nods respectfully as the man speaks. "I can tell you really wanted that amazon Eric...I hope that useless woman was worth that high price...but then again your always a big spender...aren't you my boy?" the man said with a laugh.
Eric nods politely and says "Well I couldn't resist...I'm just doing what I can...to bring happiness, and pleasure to those less fortunate." Eric said a bit jokingly although he met what he said.
The man laughs and replies. "I know you mean youself...ha...that's good...enjoy your new slave...enjoy her well." Eric nods respectfully in response and goes on his way.
Eric goes to pay the auctioneer, and then walks to the slave processing area to meet his slave with other wealthy buyers. One by one each slave was processed, and given to their new owner. "Buyer 102 your next, your lovely new slave has been fully processed, and is yours. We hope you enjoy your slave." The slaver says.
Eric nods happily as he is given a special device that will prevent escape. A simple press of the button on the small device was all that was required to control a slave, and keep them in line. There were also other simple devices, and tools available. Eric pressed the button on the device once calling his slave to him.
Eric was slightly taller then most, but well build for a young man of his noble, and wealthy caliber. He was also quite handsome, and it was surprising for some which only added to his kind nature. Eric's face remained behind his dark red hood however. At any moment Eric's new slave would come. "Its alright slave... please come to me...and we can go home." Eric said calmly.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:34:48 GMT -6
Charope glared her way through the indignity of "processing." The captives had already been cleaned up prior to the auction to look their best -- and fetch the best price -- so once they were taken offstage they were clothed and their slave devices attuned to controllers that would go to their new owners. It sounded simple enough, but the ridiculous garments they expected the slaves to wear were anything but simple. Charope's dress was a bright, sunny yellow that only soured her mood further. It was too tight in the chest, clearly designed for showing her off rather than comfort, and it clung to her legs in a way that made walking, much less attempting anything more strenuous, incredibly difficult... even discounting the shackles that already limited her movement. Her mind drifted back to that farce of an auction. Who on earth had raised the bidding to such exorbitant prices? No doubt it was some self-important show off who wanted bragging rights about it. Charope suppressed a grin at the thought of how furious the man would be after she'd escaped. Then she spotted the shoes that went with the dress, and any urge to smile disappeared. Yellow like the dress, they looked far too small for her feet, even with the open space at the front for her toes. A tiny buckle let them strap to her ankles, while the blocky heels arched up several inches off the ground. They looked deeply uncomfortable, and Charope didn't see how anyone expected her to balance in them, let alone walk anywhere. For a minute she debated simply leaving them behind and striding barefoot from the room, but eventually she decided she could play along long enough to get away from the auction house. Let the man who thought he owned her now underestimate her. It would only make getting away easier later on. The shoes, to her surprise, were not as awful as they looked, but they still forced her to stand very carefully to avoid falling over. Perhaps that was the intent. Her shackles vibrated against her skin, nearly sending her to the floor in her surprise. She was being summoned. Fury roiled within her like the towering thunderclouds back home. How she wished she could mangle the presumptuous man as easily as the storms tore the leaves from the trees. Clenching her fists, she took a deep breath -- which was not easy to do in the dress -- and then minced her way out to the blue-robed, hooded man who held the controller for her shackles. He actually appeared to be close to her own height, though with his hood up and her shoes on it was hard to tell exactly how close he came. "My name," she all but growled at him, "is Charope."
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:36:12 GMT -6
Eric smiled quite pleased to finally see Charope in person. She was even more beautiful then when he saw her from afar. Eric saw the pretty oufit and shoes the auction had provided free of charge as was custom for the slave auction. The whole presentation was very nice, although Eric knew that while it was pleasing to the eyes. It couldn't be comfortable to wear. He already planned to stop by a high class clothing shop, and find something far more comfortable, and even more beautiful for his new slave to wear.
Eric smiles and nods respectfully and speaks in a charming voice that sounds surprising lovely to the Amazon. "Forgive me Charope my dear...I was actually going to ask for your name next. Charope sounds like a very lovely name. I'm pleased to finally meet you. I never imagined I could be graced with the presence of such wonderful beauty...oh Charope I'm very honored. You beauty is amazing Charope, your very beautiful...as beautiful as any goddess. Your beauty was truly breathtaking from afar. I thought you were lovely then. But seeing you now before me...your incredibe. A lovely goddess indeed. I'm truly honored Charope." Eric said in a charming voice. He nods his head again to show Charope his respect for her beauty and grace.
There was something about Eric's voice that was very pleasing to Charope. Eric's voice sounds very hypnotic. The young man had always used his magical hypnotic voice to charm slaves upon meeting them for the first time.
Eric always knew that once he met a slave for the first time in person, they'd be often scared, angry, and mosty uncertain. He didn't blame them because he knew that slaves had to survive instance hardships just to make it to auction. Eric's voice was naturally hypnotic because of his magic. Eric would use his charming voice to entice slaves, and calm them. They could see Eric as trustworthy because in was in his nature. Eric could always choose when to show his powers however. He often kept his magical powers hidden, and only used them when he desied.
Eric looks at Charope as he continues using his charming voice to calm Charope's anger. "That outfit looks nice, though I'm sure its not comfortable...I can help with that...we can go to a very nice shop not to far from here, and we'll find you a much more beautiful outfit...a comfortable dress that would far more befitting for a lovely goddess...I could see you even wearing some very nice flat sandals...all wonderful, comfortable and dazzling. You'll be even more lovely after that." Eric said charmingly to Charope.
Eric nods politely again. "Will you give me the pleasure of your company Charope...Please walk with me my sweet Charope...and we can leave this place together." Eric said charmingly to Charope once more. Eric's voice was amazingly pleasing to hear.
There was something about his voice, it sounds so trusting and kind. While everyone that Charope had met over the weeks was far different and unpleasant. Eric seemed different and his voice again was so hypnotically charming to hear.
Eric nods his head again to encourage Charope to not be afraid of him. "Please Charope my sweet...walk with me...I can make it even more comfortable for you too. You can take off those uncomfortable heels, and walk barefoot for a short time. I wouldn't mind seeing your feet actually...I'm sure you'd like to wiggle your toes a bit...just knowing you don't need to walk in those heels anymore. Flats sandals is what you need I'm sure of that. You'll look dazzling in flat sandals." Eric said charmingly. Eric's voice was incredibly lovely.
Once again Eric's voice was very hypnotic. The enticement to Charope was unlike anything she knew. The sounds seemed to leave her mind with a feeling that was incredible to know. The blissfulness was so mysteriously pleasurable. The enticement felt so nice like she didn't want to runaway from Eric. Eric's magical voice was enough to make Charope want to know more about him, to follow him, and stay. Eric's voice seemed to offer Charope safety. Eric knew that Charope was angry he could tell when he first saw her. But Eric's voice was powerful enough to calm Charope, and to hypnotically entice her to follow him.
Although Eric's hood still kept his face a bit hidden Charope could see Eric's gentle nature. She could see his light blue eyes, and smile.
Eric looked ready for Charope to walk with him down a nearby hallway which would lead to a clothing store that was often visited by the wealthy.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:37:23 GMT -6
Charope's efforts to maintain a neutral expression immediately broke down into a scowl as Eric spoke to her. Pet names? Flattery? What did he hope to accomplish with that? He couldn't actually expect her to like him. He was holding her against her will! After she'd been kidnapped from her home! "Stuff it, little man," she spat in a low voice, hoping to nip that nonsense in the bud. She had no intention of playing into whatever fantasy he'd concocted to excuse this mess. She didn't want to be here.
He continued to speak, apparently undeterred by her hostility. His honeyed words kept dripping into her ears, sweetening her temperament against her will. Nice flat sandals sounded incredible, even if she doubted she'd find any in a familiar style. But at least then she would only need to worry about the shackles impeding her progress and not whether or not her next step would wobble and send her flat on her face.
She blinked. When had she started walking with the man? Her hobbled pace was slow, but he had matched his speed to hers rather than make her work to keep up with him. Charope frowned. Why was he walking beside her, and not forcing her to walk behind him? After a moment her expression cleared. He probably didn't trust her, or maybe he just wanted to ogle her. It was hard to tell where those light blue eyes of his were wandering when they were half-hidden by his hood most of the time. She wondered how he would react to her warrior's marks. The slavers had worried the scars dotted across her body would drive the price down, and done their best to hide them without making it obvious that was what they were doing. Since all sales were final, they were probably chortling in glee right about now.
Charope wished the man would stop talking. His constant chatter was making it difficult to hear her own thoughts; that smooth voice of his kept sliding in and drawing her attention out towards him instead. She paused. She could... take off her shoes. Walk barefoot. Her toes twitched in anticipation of freedom from the restricting contours of the yellow shoes. Charope briefly considered refusing just to spite the man, but why would she make herself miserable to do that? Almost in a daze, she made her way to a nearby bench to work the shoes off her feet. Once they were off she pressed her bare soles to the cool tiled floor, stretching and wiggling her toes. Yes. That was much better.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:38:22 GMT -6
Eric stood for a moment, and smiled happily. When he saw Charope walk to the bench hypnotically dazed by his magical voice. Charope looked completely calm now. The terrible hardships were finally being lifted from her. It was a good start. Eric felt pleased that he could help Charope, and more then anything Eric felt incredible relieve in his heart. Eric knew Charope's plights all to well. He had witnessed it in the thousands of unfortunate slaves he had saved over the years. Eric was more then happy to use his magic to help lift all the terrible pain from Charope's mind. He wanted nothing more then for Charope to feel all the wonderful blissfulness that his magic could give her. She deserved to be treated better, and Eric would personally see to that.
While he walked to Charope he couldn't help but admire how pleased she was to stretch, and wiggle her toes. He found herself lost in the adorable beautiful way Charope moved them. Eric loved how pleased she was to enjoy the freedom of taking off her heels. He was pleased himself to see her beautiful feet no longer being in those uncomfortable heels. He still looked forward to seeing her wear those flat sandals just as he had suggested.
Eric kept Charope mesmerized by his lovely hypnotic voice. Keeping her attention fully on the blissfulness that she was experiencing from every lovely word he spoke. "I'm happy to see you feeling better Charope...you've faced terrible hardships...but never again my sweet...I will personally see to it that you are safe from now on. Just stay by my side Charope, and put your trust in me...please believe me...my words are prue and true...you must know that I care about your safety....I couldn't bare to see you hurt or even worse...that is why you must put your trust in me...please my sweet Charope...you must not run...because I'm here to help you...trust me to be your master, and I'll guide you safely home, just stay by my side." Eric said compassionately to Charope kneeling before her, while she still sat at the bench.
The long hallway was currently empty at the moment of anyone that could witness Eric's magic. Which he had carefully planned to his advantage. He took Charope's hand and kissed it once with compassion showing his deep concern for her safety and well being. Eric's kiss was magical and it gave Charope a deep feeling of relieve that took washed away any fears or uncertainty from her mind about Eric.
Charope's attention become completely locked with Eric's as he spoke dazzling her even more with his beautiful hypnotic voice. The hypnotic bliss was incredibly deep, and Charope couldn't resist it. "My name is Eric, and I know of the terrible plights that you'd faced my sweet Charope...I have helped many that have suffered under enslavement....I will give your freedom...and I will see to it that your are returned home...safety back to your amazon sisters...As your master I promise you Charope that you will be comfortable...worry not my beautiful goddess I will protect you...I'm your loving guide, and I'm at your service Charope...you can trust me...I will ensure your freedom...I promise you Charope...I vow to return you where you truly belong. You can smile knowing that I will take care of everything for you....your troubles are over Charope because your sweet Eric is here to guide you." Eric said hypnotizing her with his beautiful hypnotic charm. Charope's comfort was his upmost concern, she could truly see how deeply he cared.
Charope found herself becoming even more magically hypnotized by Eric's incredible levels of compassion. The hypnotic enticement of Eric's voice told her that she was truly safe, and that he would care for her until he could return her safely back to her Amazon sisters.
Seeing Charope still lost in his words. Eric couldn't help but smile warmly still kneeling before her. Although he was still wearing his hood Charope could easily gaze into Eric's light blue eyes knowing that he spoke the truthfully to her. "Let me loosen your shackles a bit Charope my sweet...that will make you feel much better...so you can walk more easily...I don't ever want to see you unhappy...I'd adore your happy smile so much more....you deserve to move you beautiful legs as you please...you can wiggle your toes just knowing that...isn't it lovely my sweet Charope." Eric said charmingly to her in his voice was to much for Charope. The beautiful hypnotic voice sent wave after wave of magically bliss throughout her mind.
Eric quickly pressed a button on the small device he had been carrying. Charope could feel her shackles beginning to loosen enough that she could move more freely then before. "Isn't that better Charope my sweet...just smile happily knowing that you are truly safe with me...but we shouldn't stay much longer here...why don't we go to that lovely clothing shop down the hall, and find you a much more beautiful...more comfortable dress...something more befitting. We'll see if they have any long, open white dresses maybe. Oh and those beautiful dazzling sandal flats for your lovely feet...yes Charope my sweet lets go soon. Are you ready?" Eric said happily.
Eric was still kneeling but he smiled happily at her seeing just how hypnotized she was by his magical voice. Charope found herself truly believing in Eric. The kindness and trustworthiness of Eric was incredibly clear. Eric held Charope's hand once more showing her that she could trust him. He was ready for the moment still holding her hand. The moment when she would stand up, and he would stand with Charope. So that they could leave for the clothing shop together.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:39:23 GMT -6
Charope's dark eyes lifted from her feet to Eric as the man continued speaking. His voice wove its magic around her mind, soothing her and lulling her into complacency. As she had never before experienced such a thing, Charope had no defense against the subtle, enticing magic as it hypnotized her. It made her want to believe Eric, to believe she could trust him, was safe with him. Her eyes widened when he knelt before her, giving her the high ground, so to speak. She had no way of knowing that all the power already rested with him.
Dazed as she was, she merely watched as he took her hand and kissed it. At the press of his lips an intense relief swept through her, washing away her tension and suspicion and leaving her loose and relaxed. Eric pressed his advantage by offering her safety, and hope, and home -- everything she wanted. It sounded too good to be true. He couldn't possibly mean it, and yet Charope found her spirits lifting all the same. She wanted to believe, to trust, and the little voice of reason inside her grew fainter and more distant with every word Eric spoke.
"Eric," she repeated, her voice soft and touched with wonder. "Will you... Really?" Could he help her get home? Peace and a quiet, gentle sort of pleasure filled her mind, making it difficult to think as she gazed into his eyes. They were a beautiful, calming shade of light blue, like an open expanse of sky. The smooth metal bands sitting snug against her ankles did not expand or shift, but the magnetic pull between them eased. There were no chains or visible links tying the two together, nor any visible sign that Eric's touch to the control device had loosened anything, but it had nonetheless. A smile bloomed wide and happy across Charope's face at the respite. "Oh yes, lovely. So much better," she agreed absently, wiggling her toes and shifting her feet. The shackles were still there, still binding her, but now at least she could walk without strain.
She rose, her hand resting loose and trusting in Eric's. "Yes, I'm ready," she said, smiling. Eric's magic buffered her from thought, or will, or fear. Without ever knowing it had happened, she had slipped down into a serene, blissful trance, and was now his to command.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:40:51 GMT -6
Holding her hand warmly Eric smiled so happily seeing Charope's blissful trance. She looked so perfect being hypnotized by his beautiful hypnotic voice. He couldn't have imagined a better uncome then this. Although he knew that this was only the beginning, Eric knew so many lovely ways he could use his magic to bring blissfulness to Charope. She was truly his to command now.
Eric couldn't help but kiss Charope's hand showing her that he desired to please her. Charope could see that he wished for her true happiness, and well being. This magical kiss sent an incredible wave of blissful pleasure throughout Charope's body. Eric's magic was more enticing then anything she had known.
Charope had completely given herself to the sereneness of his magic. Eric smiled again wanting to daydream at how beautiful Charope looked with the happy smile on her face. Eric spoke softly in a beautiful hypnotic voice that only Charope could hear. Charope's attention was fully on Eric, she could gaze endlessly into his light blue eyes. Eric's gentle nature could only confirm to Charope that she could trust in Eric even more.
Eric held Charope's hand sweetly allowing her to be filled with desire for his magic. She would soon find herself wanting, and holding Eric's hand more lovingly. All the bliss was telling her that Eric was her magical sweetheart. She heard Eric speck which made Charope's heart beat just a bit faster because of her blissful trance. "Yes my beautiful Charope you can believe in me, fear not my fair Charope...my heart is pure and my words are true I will be your magical hero...I will be your blissful light...I am the buring fire in torch that will guide you through the darkness....I will be your loving guide my sweet...I will free you...and return you safely back to your amazon sisters...I will take care of everything, and make all the arrangements...don't worry...but it will take sometime my sweet Charope, and I must ensure that you are truly safe...the journey home for you must be without danger...but know that the day will come...I vow to return you where you belong....you can smile knowing that I'm here for you." Eric said honorably. Charope's mind was running wild. She suddenly thought of how handsome Eric was. Her mind was truly beginning to think of him as a magical hero that had come to her aid. Eric's lovely voice continued to ensure that the blissfulness that Charope was experiencing was truly enchanting.
Eric felt such incredible relieve in his heart, that all fears, and uncertainty were truly gone from Charope's mind. All her worries were over because of Eric, and it made him feel so happy knowing he could bring Charope so much bliss with his magic. Again looking at Charope's blissful trance, and just smiled so happily. She desired fully for him to guide her in mind and body. He adored having such a beautiful woman hypnotized, and at his command, especially someone as lovely as Charope.
He spoke again to her sweetie giving Charope the blissful guidance that she desired from him above anything. "Your so lovely Charope...I adore you blissful smile...I love that you agree with me...oh just curl your toes once and giggle with blissful anticipation....come close to me my sweet...rest your head on my shoulder...relax knowing that I am your guide...let all your troubles just fade away...you are truly safe with me...I will bring you all the endless bliss your body and mind desires...just listen to my voice...and obey me knowing I'm your sweet Eric,...you can rest easy my sweet...your mind can wander freely...think of me, and nothing else...my words...my smile...my light blue eyes...think of being close to me with hugs, and sweet kisses...resting, kissing, cuddling, and snuggling all with your sweet Eric, ...even think of me adoring your beautiful feet with wonderful relaxing foot rubs and kissing your feet...this and so much more blissful fun awaits you. Your future is full of magical bliss my beautiful Charope...isn't it just perfect." Eric said with a sweet hypnotic sigh, with such enchanting enticement that Charope couldn't resist letting her mind wander. With such lovely blissful thoughts, as Charope came to him just as he had desired.
Soon enough all the enrichments of Eric's blissful hypnotic magic increased even more in Charope's mind. Charope was close resting her head comfortably on Eric's warm shoulder, while they walked together down the hall. Eric's blue robes, and especially his body felt so nice. It was warm, and Charope could feel something even more amazing about being close to Eric.
Eric's blissful magic was naturally apart of him. It was always flowing through him like life giving blood that ran though his very vanes. A warm blissful magical aura that could naturally radiant within him. Eric could control the flow of his aura, causing it to increased or decrease with his will. He would often keep his magical aura hidden, only allowing those he cared about to truly feel it. Charope could feel the increased warmth of Eric's aura, which only made her blissful desire for him to guide her become stronger.
Eric also knew Charope's mind was wandering with blissful thoughts, and just knowing that was more lovely then he could imagine. He couldn't wait to adore Charope's beauty. He planned to make her even more comfortable, and relaxed soon enough. He just needed to get her into a more beautiful outfit, and those dazzling flat sandels. Finally they arrived in front of the clothing shop that Eric knew would have something truly wonderful for his beautiful hypnotized Charope.
He rested his head against Charope's who hadn't left his warm embrace for a moment. "We have arrived Charope my sweet isn't it lovely...ah I'm so excited like I know you are...embrace it with a silly smile ....a beautiful more comfortable dress is waiting for you...perhaps a white dress that's long, and open...that will show off your beautiful legs...oh you'll love it.....and those dazzling sandel flats for your beautiful feet maybe gold colors that will shine, and they should have diamonds on them, that sparkle and dazzle...oh yes those flats will look lovely, and just show how beautiful and adorable your feet are...oh my lovely Charope don't you just want to curl your toes cutely just thinking about it...tell me your ready to shop my sweet...I want to hear how excited your are... lets go shopping....this is so lovely...your going shopping with sweet Eric, that you adore so much." Eric said enticingly to her. The dazzling enticement of Eric's voice was beautiful to Charope as always. Eric's voice was like beautiful music to her ears. Eric felt Charope embrace him even more. He just waited for a moment before entering the shop, wanting to enjoy Charope's blissful excitement about shopping for new cloths, and footwear.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:42:19 GMT -6
Eric kissed her hand again. Charope sighed and relaxed further as a wave of pleasure washed over her. Her eyes were locked on his, oblivious now to their surroundings. All the men who'd captured her could be standing before her, baring their throats and offering her her lost blade to finish them off, and she wouldn't have noticed. The yellow shoes lay forgotten on the floor by the bench. Her hand tightened around Eric's in a firm yet gentle grip. She wanted him, wanted his magic, his voice, and her heart leapt as he spoke again. Yes, he would guide her, lead her, and she could follow knowing she could trust him. She was safe. Unable to resist the spell he wove around her, Charope smiled blissfully at him. A puppet to his whims, she curled her toes and giggled at his prompting. She could think of nothing but what he wanted of her. More than happy to comply, she stepped in close and slumped down to rest her head on his shoulder. Eric was warm and solid beneath her, his robe surprisingly soft beneath her cheek. Her thoughts floated, adrift in the warm haze of his voice so close to her ear now. Eric was all that existed in the world. Charope walked with him, her mind filled with all the sweet, soothing images he conjured. She had no chance of struggling, of waking, when every word Eric spoke deepened and reinforced her trance. "Perfect," she murmured with longing, lost in the world his voice had painted for her. When they halted outside the shop she took the opportunity to snuggle closer, wanting to be as close to Eric as possible. Still, she smiled, wide and silly, and excitement pierced her calm stupor as Eric told her she must be so. Yes, a dress: a nice, flowing white dress, so comfortable. She loved it already. Her bare toes flexed against the ground in anticipation for the soft leather sandals that would soon encase them. "I'm ready, Eric! Ready to shop," she exclaimed, her brown eyes bright if a little vacant -- not that he would see, with her head still resting on his shoulder as she curled against him. "Let's go shopping. A beautiful new white dress, and sandals. Flat sandals!" That sounded wonderful. Eagerly she walked with him into the shop, though she still automatically dismissed everything but Eric.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:44:06 GMT -6
The clothing store was very grand with two floors full of vast amounts of choices in clothing, and footwear. Eric knew they'd have just what his fair Charope would need. Eric walked with Charope lovingly embracing him. Eric found himself beginning to daydream again how much he adored Charope's blissful trance. Her lovely face looked blissful. Eric loved how Charope wiggled her toes, and her smile was truly beautiful. All of her worries gone, and forgotten. The relief Eric felt in his heart for Charope was so perfect. Which only increased the powerful magical blissfulness of his warm dazzling aura. Charope felt Eric's magical aura even more, and responsed by snuggling Eric with affection.
Charope's mind was full of the endless almosts of magical blissfulness that Eric's magic gave her. Her mind had been wandering endless with the wonderful thoughts her sweet Eric had given her. She found herself wanting all those blissful thoughts with Eric to come true. Charope found these thoughts to be enticing, she longingly wanted Eric more then anything. Eric's magic kept speaking to Charope telling her that Eric was her magical sweetheart. Her true magical hero that had come to her aid. She could adored him so deeply.
Eric's blissful magic would speak to Charope's mind enticing her deeply. "Remember fair Charope your magical hero is always there for you...to give you wonderful footrubs that will feel so blissful that you'll curl your toes, at the very touch of his warm hands...oh so lovely, and snuggling close with him...kissing deeply...hugs and kisses, that will make you giggle with desire for more, and cuddling with loving affection...you'll love being adored by your sweet Eric...soon oh so soon...just trust in Eric...Eric will be the blissful light that guides you through the darkness, and return you safely to your amazon sisters. Your magical sweetheart...your magical hero...your sweet Eric." Charope's mind was running wild with all the blissful enrichments of Eric's magic.
Eric could feel Charope snuggling against him with affection. He found his attention falling onto Charope knowing that she couldn't help it because of her blissful trance. Eric turned sweetly to look at her. "Oh does my lovely Charope want some kisses from her sweet Eric...yes my beautiful Charope....of course I will...lovely kisses just for you ah sweetie...kisses just for you." Eric said with a hypnotic sigh.
Coming close Eric, and Charope's lips kissed softly, and very sweetly. Eric's kisses were truly magical, and Charope could feel so much enchanting bliss. Charope's blissful trance was increasing, and growing stronger with the desire for her magical hero. Eric found so much enjoyment in kissing Charope, that he didn't even notice a saleswoman coming to greet them.
"Hello sir welcome to our store, we have some of the most beautiful clothing, and footwear in all the kingdoms. May I be of assistance to you." The saleswoman said happily. The saleswoman dressed well, and polite. Her blonde hair, and brown eyes showed how interested she was in helping guests.
Eric stopped slowly pulling away from Charope's lips, and turned to face the saleswoman. While Charope just went back to embracing him affectionately. Eric acted excited to keep Charope's enticement going strong for him.
"Oh yes...I almost forgotten...I can't help but adore my sweet Charope...but we came to do some shopping...you see my lovely Charope wants a beautiful more comfortable dress to wear....and some lovely flat sandels for her beautiful feet....she just can't help curling her toes just thinking oh how wonderful it will be...so do you know where we can find your very best selections...my beautiful Charope should have the very best...because she should feel so comfortable with her sweet Eric, and I must adore my beautiful Charope." Eric said excited to the saleswoman. Charope found herself so excited to shop with her magical sweetheart Eric.
The saleswoman smiled going along with Eric's desires. She could tell Eric was very wealthy, and wanted him to be happy with her shops services. "Oh course sir, we'll make your beautiful Charope has the very best most comfortable dress, and sandels for her beautiful feet. We have our best selections on the 2nd floor. I will tell our top salesperson to be ready for your arrival. You can take your beautiful Charope up the elevator, and they will meet you upon your arrival. Charope will have the very best, we will see to it sir." The saleswoman nods in a very polite to Eric, and even more to Charope.
Eric smiled happily walking with Charope affectionately close to him. Once in the elevator Eric gazed into her eyes. "Is my beautiful Charope excited...I know you are my sweet...soon my fair Charope...you will have a lovely more comfortable dress, a white dress, one that is open, and long...ah my sweet I know how pleased you'll be to be wearing a more comfortable dress...oh and your beautiful feet will be wearing some lovely flat sandels, gold colored that shine, and with diamonds in them so your sandels will sparkle and dazzle...just imagine how beautiful your feet will be in those sandels, curl your toes, and just giggle with anticipation my sweet...oh tell me all about your excitement about shopping with your sweet Eric. I must know all about your joy, and lovely excitement...then just smile, and kiss me my sweet, give me some kisses so we celebrate your excitement to shop with your sweet Eric." Eric said affectionately to Charope.
The enticements of Eric's beautiful hypnotic voice was always amazing to Charope, like wonderful music that she could listen to endlessly. Only Charope could hear its hypnotic beauty, and Charope couldn't help but love it. Eric pressed a button to close the elevator doors. He just wanted to have Charope to himself for at least a few minutes, and enjoy all of Charope's affection.
Charope's desire were so strong for Eric, her blissful trance told her that nothing could be more lovely then being with her sweet Eric. Soon enough Charope began to kiss Eric deeply, which he adored so much as he passionately kissed her back. Eric's kiss was always dazzling, the blissful waves of pleasure Charope felt would make her feel so blissfully content. Eric was her magical hero, her mind was truly dazzled by Eric. Charope's blissful affections for him taking her away of a truly enchanting journey.
Charope's blissful trance was overwhelming her mind, and she was bathing in a deep sea of blissfulness. Eric and his magic was something that she had never known.
Even her amazon sisters would be have been impressed with this magical hero. The bliss whispered to her telling her that Eric was truly kind, and gentle. Telling Charope that she had nothing to fear, because his words were true, and pure of heart. The enchanting bliss told her to embrace this idea knowing it was true. In the darkness Charope could see Eric's blissful magic guiding her back safely home, and her amazon sisters would truly rejoice upon her return.
The magic told her that she could relax with Eric, and think about him all he wanted. The bliss whispered sweetly telling her to adore him as she pleased. It encouraged her not to deny how much she loves Eric's magic, and his sweet charm. Eric's magic always told her such wonderful things, and her desie for him to guide her was truly enchanting her mind. Eric's magic was fueling Charope's mind with such comfortable bliss. True peace of mind that she couldn't resist.
Soon enough the elevator reached the 2nd floor, and the doors opened. Eric smiled as Charope gave him a final affectionate kiss. Eric smiled as Charope gazed into his light blue eyes. Eric spoke gently. "Come my sweet Charope...lets go find you that beautiful dress, and those flat sandels we talked about...isn't it lovely to be with your sweet Eric...lets go meet that salesperson...and lets have you try on what is available, and once you have all that you desire...a golden carriage is waiting for us outside this building." Eric said passionately charming Charope.
The salesperson waited for them with everything ready for Charope, a private sales area with a private changing room included. Eric walked with Charope still close to him towards the private sales area. The salesperson greeting them upon their arrival. "Hello there sir, I'm pleased to see you, and Charope. I have a vast selection ready for Charope to choose from. Which comfortable dresses and flat sandels would you like Charope?" The salesperson asks Eric and Charope.
Eric smiles warmly with Charope still close to him. Eric's used his hypnotic blissful magic to direct Charope's actions while she was hypnotized. Giving her a set of commands to follow.
"Remember what I told you Charope my sweet...you want a beautiful comfortable dress that will fit you comfortably just as you like, a white colored dress, that is long, and open...and flat sandels that will be your size, golden colored, you want your sandels to shine, and you want your golden sandels to have diamonds in them, so your sandels will sparkle and dazzle, you want your sandels to show how beautiful your feet are...tell that salesperson what you want...and demand the very best....and make sure you love it just as you desire...once the salesperson gives you everything you want go and try them on as you like in the dressing room...I will wait for you while you change....then return, and come and show me your new look."
Eric's voice was beautifully compelling to Charope making her want obey it. She could hear his magical directions enticing her to follow them. Eric's commands were beckoning sweetly to Charope, repeating to her blissfully making her want to please him.
Eric sighs sweetly with Charope still close to him encouraging her to obey. "Tell the salesperson my sweet Charope what you want? So you can look even more enchanting for me." Eric waited for Charope to tell the salesperson everything she wanted.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:45:41 GMT -6
Even when Eric wasn't speaking to Charope himself, his magic continued to plant suggestions deep within her mind, guiding her actions and shaping her thoughts to be exactly what Eric wanted while she was with him. Charope moaned quietly in anticipation for everything they would soon be doing together. Wonderful, toecurling footrubs, warm snuggling, passionate kissing... she wanted it all. Eric really was a magical hero, for at that moment he knew exactly what she needed. "Yes, please," Charope begged. The yearning in her voice was completely foreign to her, but she was too far gone to care. Their lips met, again and again, and Charope couldn't think of anything at all beyond the next press of those sweet lips. Her eyes fluttered closed. The euphoria might have carried her away if not for Eric's solid presence holding her fast. Charope sighed, leaning trustingly against Eric as he spoke to someone else. They were unimportant. Only Eric... His enthusiastic voice reminded her why they were there, and excitement filled her once again. Oh yes, shopping! Eric's desires and hers were one and the same now, indistinguishable, and she smiled wide at the thought of a new dress and shoes. Her toes flexed against the cool tile beneath them, not bothered by the chill. They resumed walking, and Charope reluctantly opened her eyes as they entered an elevator. Ordinarily the contraptions made her nervous, though she'd hidden it well on the journey here. Now, however, there was only room for Eric in her thoughts. He spoke to her, and she beamed, toes curling again. "Oh, yes! I can't wait to have a more comfortable dress. A long, open white dress. And shining gold sandals with sparkling diamonds. Won't they be lovely?" She giggled, smiling. Charope typically preferred practical over flashy, but now she felt too happy in Eric's presence to want anything but what he desired. He was just so magnetic. Drawn in once more, Charope leaned close in helpless obedience to kiss him. She sighed and all but melted against Eric, overwhelmed by the bliss that only grew each time they touched. Oh yes, she loved this feeling. How amazing, to know only peace and bliss, with no worry or stress or responsibility. Eric was so sweet and gentle and kind; she gladly let him sweep her away, for she knew she could trust him to guide her. His magic whispered that truth to her, over and over. The elevator doors opened. "My Eric," Charope repeated softly, dazzled by his charm. She smiled in excitement for what lay ahead. By now, as deeply entranced as she was by Eric's magic, there was virtually no pause between Charope receiving his commands and carrying them out. "I want a beautiful, comfortable dress and flat sandals," she recited as she tore her adoring gaze from Eric to look at the salesperson. The clerk had pale skin, short red hair, bright green eyes, and a face full of freckles. They were of average height, which put them several inches below either Eric or Charope. Their appearance and the deliberate drape of their dark green robes made it impossible to determine their sex. "A white, flowing dress, open at the legs, and gold sandals with diamonds on them. They must be the very best," Charope insisted, her dreamy tone hardening to make the demand. The salesperson smiled, undeterred by Charope's manner. "But of course!" They exclaimed. "Only the very best for you. You would look stunning in white with your skin tone, my dear." Gesturing for Charope to follow, they ushered her into the private changing area. Multiple mirrors at various angles would allow Charope to see herself from every direction. Hooks lined the spaces without mirrors, and a wide, low bench topped with a plush cushion rested near the right-hand wall. "I'm Pat. You just get comfortable, now, and I'll be right back." The salesperson bustled off, leaving Charope standing there. Less than a minute later they were back, half a dozen long white dresses of various designs draped over one arm. With brisk efficiency Pat hung each on a separate hook, lining most of one wall with white fabric, before disappearing once more. When they returned their arms were full of narrow boxes of various lengths which they opened to reveal shoes. Pair after pair of elegant gold sandals, each set encrusted with varying amounts of diamonds. Charope stared. Such extravagant shoes, nothing like she would have worn back home. They were wildly impractical: sure to dirty quickly or else require significant upkeep to remain so nice. And yet... She stepped forward. A beautiful white dress, and flat golden sandals. She had to find the best ones. In the background she heard Pat say they would be just outside if she needed them. Charope didn't respond, already reaching to pull one of the dresses off its hanger. Some twenty minutes later she stepped out to find Eric. Charope wore a long, sleeveless dress that seemed made of folds. It draped along the contours of her body, close but not tight, and parted in the front with an inverted V at mid-thigh to display her legs. The golden sandals she'd chosen had two bands across each foot and another which coiled up around her ankles. Tiny diamonds were scattered across the gold like stars, glittering with every step and minute shift. Charope smiled wide and warm, utterly relaxed and happy, with a bright gleam in her dark eyes. "What do you think?" She asked Eric, seeing nothing strange about wanting his approval.
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Post by Eric the Blissful Sorcerer on Mar 31, 2018 18:47:35 GMT -6
Eric couldn't help but marvel at watching Charope blissfully follow his desires. The blissful magic allowing Charope the pleasure of letting go of even the most simple responsible. The marvellous nature of his magic even amazed Eric himself. Ever since he first discovered his powers as a child, and his grandmother taught him how to control it before her death.
Eric happily watched Charope walk into the dressing room leaving him alone for a time to ponder his thoughts. He stood at the sales counter just imagining how enchanting Charope would be upon her return. Charope's beauty was already wonderful, but Eric knew she'd soon be even more enchanting. Eric found himself beginning to daydream again about how much he loved being able to comfort Charope. He already planned on kissing her again once she returned. However Eric knew he would be truly in for a beautiful sight. That beautiful white dress, and those dazzling gold sandels. He sighed again at the wonderful thoughts, and then at what was to come. The very ideas made him smile blissfully himself. "Oh my fair Charope I can't wait to play, and comfort you. Ah my sweet beautiful hypnotized Charope." Eric whispered to himself happily.
Eric's mind began to go deeper as he thought more about Charope: A woman with such incredible strength, it was quite impressive to think about. He had met thousands of slaves, and grew to know each of them well. Although each of them had been special in their own way, with their own culture, and life experiences. But always each slave came with their spirits badly damaged, because of their difficult journey through the auctions.
The slave trade had ways of breaking the resistance of those unfortunate enough to be caught in its terrible webs. For those that didn't fall by conventional means. The slavers had a form of torture that was the ultimately the perfect tool, because it left no visible marks on the body. It was called the "Agony Matrix Device" a truly terrible machine. It worked by generating a electric field around a victim with direct neural stimulation to all the pain receptors in the body, causing all nerves to fire continuous with pain a thousand times beyond anything the victim could have known. Most broke under the instance agony within moments.
Eric had seen the effects in many slaves he had met who at one time tried to resist, however once tortured in the agony matrix they came broken, and without hope. Fortunately Eric's magic was able to give them back their hope, with the blissfulness they felt while under his care. Eric thought even more about Charope's strength, and it was unlike anything he had known. Eric could feel through his magic Charope's incredible suffering. The impression ran so deep inside Eric's mind that a few tears ran down his face as Eric began to think that Charope must have been tortured in the agony matrix.
"I can only imagine that she must have endured that pain longer then most, but still that kind of bravery with the very real threat of being overwhelmed by death, and still she wouldn't fully given in." Eric says compassionately to himeself when thinking about Charope's pain.
Thinking about it Eric saw something in Charope he hadn't felt with anyone before. Her strength and bravery was something incredible, this left an impression on him. But Eric quickly tried to contain this feeling no allowing it to overwhelm him. Eric always had to be careful not to attach himself fully to anyone. Feeling that it would be selfish of him to love that deeply. Because Eric felt that his most important duty was to comfort, and care for those that needed his magic the most. Eric couldn't become fully attached to any of the slaves because he knew they must return where they belonged. But still Eric couldn't help but admire Charope. He felt more determination to protect, and care for her. Eric wipes his sad tears away not letting it overwhelm him. But he felt more determination to give Charope all the comfort, and pleasure she could desire.
Eric desired to comfort Charope even more now. "I will blissful heal all of your suffering my sweet Charope. So that your strength and bravery will become even greater. You will have my full protection, and comfort." Eric whispers sweetly to himself.
Although Eric met what he said. Eric still knew that Charope would need to return to her homeland someday. Eric would see to it, that she'd journey safely home. This realization allowed Eric to loosen his emotional attachments to Charope enough that he didn't need to think about it that much for now.
Eric's mind came back to think about Charope, and all the blissfulness he had yet to give her with his hypnotic blissful magic. However he wouldn't have to wait any longer because just then he heard Charope voice announcing her return to him. Eric saw Charope before him, and immediately was overjoyed by how beautiful her new look was. The long sleeveless white dress had turn out better then Eric could have hoped, how it draped along the contours of his body close but not tightly. Eric could see Charope's fantastic legs. He just smiled as his eyes gazed to see Charope's gold flat sandels. Which truly dazzled just as he had imagined, but even better. Eric loved how the diamonds combined with the gold made her feet sparkle. Eric couldn't help but be overjoyed by it all.
Eric couldn't hold back his comments on how pleased he was, and his voice was beautiful hypnotic, and only Charope could hear its wonderful beauty. "Oh my sweet Charope. I'm so pleased by your new looked, ah I'm so happy for you...I know how you've waited to be in your new dress, and sandels...your white dress is lovely...just twirl a few times, and strike a few poses for your sweet Eric so I can marvel at your beauty...curl your toes in your dazzling new sandels...wiggle your toes, and giggle cutely....just be overjoyed at how beautiful your feet sparkle, and shine...oh Charope your sweet. Your Eric loves to marvel at your new look...You feel so much better now, its lovely isn't it." Eric says joyfully to Charope as he showed his excitement.
Eric watched happily while Charope showed off her new look to him, it was truly fantastic to see her so pleased. Eric just loved to see her pose showing her beauty, and Eric marveled at how beautiful her feet looked in her new sandels. Charope's every move was dazzling. "It's alright my beautiful Charope you can stop and stand for a moment just let be get a closer look at you." Eric said happily coming closer to Charope. While she stood still Eric walked up and was again overjoyed, he spoke again filling her with blissful excitement.
"Oh Charope my sweet...you are the true vision of a goddess...simply marvelous...just stand there and wiggle your toes and giggle sweetly as I come and kiss you....I will kiss you so passionately...oh lets celebrate your new look with a deep kiss...ah Charope...open your arms and embrace me, your sweet Eric is here for you." Eric sighed overjoyed by Charope.
Eric soon came close as Charope embraced him. Their lips sweetly met together, and soon they were kissing passionately celebrating happily. Eric puts his arms gently around Charope more holding her lovingly in his embrace. Eric's kiss was more magical to Charope then ever. Eric enjoyed kissing Charope so much that the warmth of his magical aura increased. Charope soon felt the increased warming of the aura filling her with desire to be closer to her magical sweetheart. Eric continued kissing Charope so passionately he'd forgetten that the salesperson had returned to the counter.
Seeing how pleased Eric was with Charope's new dress, and sandels. "I'm pleased your happy with Charope's new look sir. That's wonderful, I'm happy I could be of assistance to you." They said happily, and very pleased to see that Eric was so satisfied with their services.
Eric heard them speak, and gave Charope a final kiss before be turned to face the counter. Charope just embraced Eric closely and began to snuggle him with affection. "Oh yes...thank you so much for helping my beautiful Charope...I'm so pleased, and my sweet Charope can't help but curl toes knowing how beautiful she looks in her comfortable new dress...and her dazzling flat sandels...we've waited so long for this moment...I just couldn't help but adore my lovely Charope...aww Charope is so beautiful...and she just loves to giggle knowing she is with her sweet Eric." Eric said happily to the salesperson.
"Of course sir will this be all you require today? Its a lovely new look for Charope." they asked hoping to make a sale.
"Yes I'll buy this dress and sandels, and two more outfits just like these. Could you have someone box them, and bring them out to my golden carriage parked outside the building. My horse driver's name is Jimmy, and he will show you where to load the items into the storage compartments." Eric said very pleased as he paid for Charope's new outfits.
"Oh course sir, we'd be more then happy to be of service. We'll have all your items boxed, and waiting for you just as you've request. Thank you so much for shopping at our store sir. We hope to see you again." The salesperson nods happily as they went to do as Eric requested.
Eric just nods, then smiles turning to gaze at Charope who was still snuggling closely, never wishing to leave his side. But her attention soon came to stare into Eric's light blue eyes.
"Charope my sweet...I'm so please that you love your new outfit. You're happy and comfortable now..you're safe with your sweet Eric...ah just smile knowing you can trust me...sigh ever so sweetly knowing your sweet Eric adores you, and will comfort you so much...you know I'm your sweet Eric, and that I'm your blissful guide...Lets go my sweet, just stay close and we'll go to my carriage. Where more fun awaits, oh tell me all about your blissful joy, and nuzzle against me affectionately as we walk." Eric said sweetly knowing she loved to obey him.
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Post by Tiamat on Mar 31, 2018 18:50:38 GMT -6
Charope smiled wide at Eric's praise, unfathomably happy to hear his approval. His voice seemed to stroke down her spine and fill her with warmth. Eagerly she twirled, letting the skirt of the dress flare up around her knees, and then she struck various poses. She thought nothing of putting herself on display like that since it was Eric who had asked her to do so. How could she deny her sweet, magical hero anything? Charope curled and wiggled her toes against the supple golden leather of her new sandals. She stared down at her feet and giggled in delight. They really did look divine in such elegant shoes, even with the shackles marring the sight. Ignoring them, she twisted one foot back and forth to watch the diamonds glitter and shine. They were so pretty. "Oh, yes!" She exclaimed. "Aren't these wonderful? I feel so much better now." Eric's excitement was literally contagious to her. Charope beamed and giggled, and held obligingly still so he could admire her. She wiggled her toes again and then leaned in and angled her head down, more than ready for another kiss or twelve. They might as well have been alone in the store for all the regard she gave Pat. Charope wrapped her arms around Eric and drew him in close, holding him much more firmly than he did her. She returned his kisses with ardent abandon. As his aura warmed and further influenced her, her embrace tightened until she was practically squeezing Eric to her chest. One ankle hooked around his to keep him there. She couldn't help it; she wanted to be as close to him as possible. Then Eric twisted in her arms to speak to the salesperson. Charope pouted at the loss of his attention and affection, and snuggled into his side with determination. She rested her head on his shoulder and side-eyed the red hood obscuring his face from her. Although she was tempted to pull it down, she sighed and left it alone. Eric must have left it up for a reason. And while she couldn’t nuzzle into his neck, she could listen to his wonderful, charming voice. Her toes curled in glee. Yes, this dress was so much more comfortable than that last one she’d been forced to wear. Charope had happily left it in a heap in the corner of the changing room, discarded and dismissed as soon as it had left her body. She giggled. She was just so pleased to be here, with Eric. Everything else was forgotten. She could just relax and listen to his lovely voice. It was so easy, and felt so good, to do whatever he asked. Head still resting on his shoulder, her dark brown eyes lifted to meet his when Eric finally turned back to her. Those blue eyes of his were just as incredible as the rest of him, and Charope giggled again. He was right, she was happy and comfortable. Of course she was safe with him, could trust him... She sighed, smiling peacefully. Her sweet Eric. He would take care of her, comfort her, and guide her blissfully... well, wherever he wished. “I’m so happy, Eric,” she told him, nuzzling into his shoulder like a sleepy child. He was so warm, and his robes so soft. “I love this new dress so much. It’s so comfortable, and I know how beautiful I am in it. And these sandals! They shine and glitter so.” She giggled. “Without you here I might trip staring at them as I walk, but how could I look away from you?” Smiling into his red hood, she sighed. The only reason she knew they’d reached the exit was because Eric shifted, his opposite arm lifting to push open the door, and then suddenly they were striding into bright, almost blinding sunlight.
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