=> Presentation of Slave number 1.

acrimoniousodalisque:

Being blindfolded and forced to kneel in front of a crowd was one thing, but being sold? The thought made Sollux burn inside. He seethed inwardly, eyes narrowing behind his blindfold when he heard a voice name a price. He sounded like a pompous prick. 

Fucking highbloods.

“Sold!” The word felt like a knife, driving into Sollux’s thinkpan without mercy. He was a living, breathing troll, not a toy for a piece of shit highblood. He lurched to his feet, fangs bared, growling and lunging for the nearest voice he could hear.
He was stopped by a strong pair of hands on his shoulders, preventing him from moving forward. So, he threw himself back, the troll holding him not anticipating the action and falling to the ground beneath Sollux.

The yellowblood scrambled to his feet once again, only to be hit in the head with something large. And hard. A rock?
It didn’t matter. He fell to his knees, eyes squeezing shut at the pain. This enabled some trolls to remove him from the stage, out of sight to await his new master.

The sounds of struggle became clearer and the sight of the yellowblood grew nearer, making the corners of your black lips curl wickedly.  It wouldn’t be much longer till he was in your hands.  

Stopping before you, you let your violet eyes trail over the slave, inspecting every inch of his thin body for any sort of defects.  Settling for anything less than perfect just isn’t your style.  You give the men handling the slave a curt nod, letting them know you are satisfied.  Just as one of them reaches off to take off the blindfold, you quickly cut him off.

“Leavve it,” you say gruffly.  You don’t want your new slave for the week to know where he is going, in case he decides to run off.  ”Bind hinds, behind his back,” you instruct, reaching into your pocket.  As the men are busy restricting the yellowblooded troll, you snugly wrap the collar you had brought with you around his neck and hook the on the leash.  

“That’ll do,” you say to the men, sending them off.  It’s just you and the slave now.  At last.  Tugging harshly on the leash, you pull him close, your lips brushing softly against his ear.  ”Come along noww, pet,” you whisper menacingly.  ”Wwe havve things to do.”

(Source: dominationstuck)

sassyspider8itch:

digitonicelectronic:

kendubz:

The fact that Eridan is the only male troll drawn consistently as having black lips like the girls is hilarious to me
Like dude is that lipstick or do you just have hella luscious lips or what? 

Great

Now I keep thinking of Eridan with luscious lips

Eridan’s lips rival the Husslips in terms of lusciousness.

=> Presentation of Slave number 1.

dominationstuck:

- He was branded, clothed, and fully prepared. Yellow clothing already stating his blood color so that when he appears on stage, the owner already knows what kind of blood flows through his veins. He can probably hear in the background the voice of the man who burned his skin with his mark preparing the crowd for his arrival, giving out qualities, talking about his power… well, selling him like a vulgar tool.

 

Another character appeared behind him and put another blindfold to cover his eyes. He was going to get sold without even having a chance to know who his master was. The person behind him grumbled and pushed him toward the stage. He is forced to kneel in the light as his name his stated and forced to hear the crowd raising the bets.

 

All he knew is that by now, he was going to become the slave of someone for a week.-

You watch from the crowd as a numerous amount of trolls call out their bids, as if any of them actually have a chance.  This one’s yours.  You knew it from the first moment he walked on stage  You could see the defiance in the way he held himself.  Yes, he will be fun to break.  Besides, you always get your way in the end.

“One-million boondollars,”  you say loudly, clearly.  Confidently.  You can feel the eyes of those around you staring, only vaguely listening to the “going once, going twice…” of the auctioneer.  

“Sold!” the man booms, turning your lips into a victorious grin, already coming up with plans for you and your little slave.  So much to do, so little time.  After all, he’s only being rented.  Returning your spectacle covered eyes back to the troll clad in yellow, you watch as he is taken off stage to the back where you can collect him.  Excellent.

Eridan is one sexy mofo.

acrimoniousodalisque:

gee, ED.

ii diidn’t thiink ii’d ever get a compliiment from 2omeone liike you.

oh hold on, iit wa2 an iin2ult. 

my bad.

hone2tly though.

ii doubt you’re 2uperiior two me in any way what2oever.

ii thiink you’re tryiing two overcompen2ate for 2omethiing.

wwait just a minute noww

am i sensin a challenge of some sort here

be careful wwhat you get yourself into sol

i wwouldnt wwant to break you

or wwould i

acrimoniousodalisque:

nah, iit doe2n’t 2uiit me that well.

call me 2ollux.

2iince that’2 actually my name, iit 2ound2 a lot better than ‘putriid land dweller’, don’t you thiink?

hone2tly, where do you come up wiith half of the2e name2.

for a guy who triie2 2o hard to be an iin2ultiing priick, you really could u2e 2ome practiice.

and an iimagiinatiion.

i dont need imagination wwhen i havve powwer

you can say wwhatevver you wwant about me sol but the fact remains that i am and alwways wwill be superior to you in evvery wway

i havve to hand it to you though

i like that youre tryin so hard to act tough evven if it is in vvain

its cute

acrimoniousodalisque:

yeah, totally laughable.

ii have no iidea who ii’m talkiing two riight now.

plea2e.

enliighten me, oh great hiighblood.

i am eridan ampora

youre wwelcome for that

i guess this is the part wwhere im supposed to ask you for your name

but honestly i really dont givve a flyin fuck

ill just call you putrid land dweller

howws that sound 

acrimoniousodalisque:

algidmonarch:

wwhat makes you think youre allowwed to speak to me before spoken to wwatch your tongue you trashy land dwweller before i rip it clean out of your dirty mouth

wow, 2omeone ha2 theiir bulge iin a knot.

u2ually the niice thiing two do ii2 2ay hii two people when you 2ee them.

unle22 you’re the type two ju2t riip everyone apart iif they look at you wrong.

that’2 actually probably the ca2e wiith you.

get the 2tiick out of your a22.

id be angry if evverythin you just said wwasnt so fuckin laughable

do you evven knoww wwho youre talkin to 

you should be more respectful to highbloods like me unless youre lookin to get hurt

in fact i wwouldnt mind helpin you wwith that

quislingpurrfessional:

algidmonarch started following you

:33 < whats up?

wwell i am enjoyin a nice bevverage wwhile enjoyin the privvilege of bein a seadwweller
as alwways
wwhat could you be possibly doin
i mean you are a slavve arent you