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“It would have been more surprising if you had.” Maxim noted as he let go and took a step back. “I don’t suppose you remember how long ago that was. Or how long you have been an Angel?” This was the one thing he thought there was any real chance of her remembering. “I only wonder, because if it was fairly recent, and you lived in either my kingdom, or Vanoria, we have at least a small chance of running into someone, or something, from your old life.” He wondered, depending on how old she was and how long ago it was, they might even run into something like a child of hers, if she had any.

Maxim would figure out what this all meant later. He was not really sure how this would change things between them. How to give her more treatment like this, in the middle of the war. They would mostly be fighting and moving, only taking brief breaks like this in newly retaken cities, both to help the people and let the word spread that Maxim was retaking his kingdom, with divine support. They silently danced for some time, before Maxim finally stopped. He had a feeling it was longer than he expected. He lost track of time, with the Angel in his arms, and looking more like the young girl her body resembled. He stopped, but still held her for the moment. “Did that help you relax and regain strength? I don’t suppose you remember doing anything like that in your old life? Though it was unlikely, if you did, it probably meant you were either noble or royal.”

That was more of girl’s reaction than an Angel’s. Well, that was what Maxim believed at least, though he was not an expert on angels. Reflexively, he held her a little tighter. She seemed to be happy, he was happy to do what he could to help, in gratitude for her help. Though now he had a little doubt. Would she be happier if he treated her like a girl? Though he was not sure how far to go there. He did not want to say anything either, avoid the risk of ruining the moment.

Maxim did wonder if he saw a change, but it was too subtle to recognize what it might be. It might have just been something more in her mood, enjoying the dancing, or something like that. Just being this close to each other this long had seemed to change the mood somewhat. Though Maxim had no intention of doing anything more than dancing. He did not dare seriously court an Angel. When he had been talking about finding a wife once he regained his kingdom, he was not considering her, not yet.

Maxim took it slowly, knowing even if she had done it in her prior life, she probably did not remember. If she could remember her own life, it would probably take something more significant. He wondered how long ago it was, if it was fairly recent then there was at least a small chance they could run into something or even someone from her prior life. Though if she had lived somewhere other than Zenis or Vanoria that was much less likely. The light bare feet stepping on him did not bother him and she seemed to learn pretty quickly. He watched her as they went, hoping this was something that helped her relax. It was also possible she would take it as courtship, even if it was not his intention. He had not intended it, but even he had to admit he saw her as a little more a girl than angel while doing this with her, just because that was what he associated dancing with, combined with her appearance.

I could not forget the only other person that stuck around this long. I could work on a reply to our old thread too, but was not sure if it had been too long. Possibly start something new instead too. Speaking of people who did not stick around. Since Charlie never responded to that mother/daughter thread in the extreme scenes, and has not logged in since around then, we should be getting a new member at some point who is interested in picking that up.

Will still give some others some time, but whether it's me or them, I thought I would clarify a few details. Were you looking for a story that would fall under fantasy, modern or sci-fi? Also did you have something specific in mind for the non-humans? Other humanoids, semi-humanoids, monsters/beasts?

Still looking to do the Magic idea getting set up. But I thought I would throw out another idea to everyone, but a rather obscure one that may not go anywhere. We are going into now nearly forgotten classics of gaming, a story based on ‘the Avatar’, the main character of the ‘Ultima’ series. A character who could be male or female. I have an idea for it, probably a female Avatar. But the question of whether or not I will play him/her and which gender the character is depends on who I end up playing with. I hoping for someone else who knows the series but will explain a little bit for those who don’t know it. The basic concept of the story I have in mind is set at the start of the 4th game, when the character begins the quest to become the ‘Avatar of Virtue’, a sort a moral example to the people of the setting, the kingdom of Britannia. This is all well and good, but perhaps the character him/herself needs a lot of moral redemption. Let’s look back to the first trilogy. These were some of the oldest computer RPGs, made in the early 80s, as such very light on story in the games themselves (much more in manual, than in game). While it was (mostly) not required, the games had some infamy for players taking the hero(es) on a stealing/murder spree. Just because it was an easier way to get strong faster, and probably just because they could in some cases, with no consequences (as long you could run from/kill town or castle guards). We are dealing with a character with many sins to deal with. A ‘hero’ who slew the ‘Triad of Evil’. Mondain, Minax and Exodus. But had a great deal of blood on their own hands that needs to be redeemed. A female Avatar especially might have a great deal of sexual penance mixed in with the goal of being a perfect follower of the 8 virtues.

It's allowed. I'll wait a little to see if anyone else wants to do it (see if we can get some stories going here that don't involve me), if no one else shows any interest, I'll get back to you try to set something up.

That was something to hold on to. Something to use when Aliana might need a severe punishment. Maybe it could be the breaking point that pushed them over the line too. But for it to be that, they both needed to be closer to the line. How much closer though? How close was the little sister compared to the big sister? She was certainly much more obedient. He was convinced he could leave unchained and she would make no effort to run or misbehave. But they would both remain chained. It came with being a slave. Even after they broke, they would spend at least some time chained. "See how obedient your sister is? You declared yourself my slave as well, you should be following her example. Her word actually means something, I wonder if your does?" That was what this show was about really, making Aliana see a better example, how far her sister would go as a slave. He was still considering whether or not to take it further. Though his lust was still satisfied at the moment, after taking both of their virginities.

Logan did not really know how lube was supposed to do that, did not know if they were getting in over their heads doing that, but given those options, he knew his choice. Just to see what it was actually like, for both of them,. "The one that makes us go wild, we'll go with. But, assuming you have used it before, exactly how 'wild'?" It was something he tried to imagine, but was not. Especially as he tried to figure out and picture what Anya would be like 'wild'.

The general decided to give the older slave a warning. A sign he could be much crueler if he wanted to. “You are a good slave. You would even whip your sister if I commanded it, wouldn’t you?” A dread passed through Lilana. Would he go that far? Could Aliana forgive her if she did? She answered immediately though. “Y…yes.” It was incredibly strained. It hurt her to say it. But if she was commanded to, she would whip her own sister. (Please understand Aliana!). She cried to herself, hoping her sister knew she would never want to do it, but she was bound by the oath. She found herself kissing him again afterwards. He was more enthusiastic, perhaps turned on by her loyalty.

The priest had said he was sent by their master. Had made no promises of secrecy, though he might later as part of the trust building exercises. He would even keep it secret unless there was good reason to report it. That came when they were willing to talk to him though. The general sighed. “You seem to have forgot your promise, slave. I should whip you for that. Or…”. He walked over, unchained Lilana, walked back to his chair. “Your sister is much more obedient, accepts she is a slave, even if she has not experienced that awakening yet.” He looked to Lilana and patted his leg. “Come here and show your sister a good sample.” ”Yes, master.” Lilana replied, bound by oath, she walked over to the general. Sat on his lap, facing him, wrapped her arms around him. He adjusted the chair so Aliana could watch as he kissed her. Watch how she returned it, without hesitation, but without much enthusiasm either. Trying to do a good job still, to do what her master wanted. She hated being used against her sister, but she had to obey.

The woman showed little sympathy or care for the slave she dressed her. Just doing her job. The only positive thing for Aliana was she did her best to be as painless as she could, with the state of the girl's back. Once both had been dressed, the women left, leaving the slaves alone with their master. "The priest told me how your talk went. You still want to cling to fantasies I suppose. Aren't you curious, though? To experience that moment the slave told about? When you become just like her? So many of you have already experienced it. Realizing what you were always meant to be. The purpose you lacked in your old life." He had heard other slaves and the trainers talk about it. He was curious to see for himself. He hoped for both sisters to experience it together. If they did not, the first would probably push the other. It was a moment he found hard to imagine, but every slave who went through it called it the greatest moment of their life. 'A spiritual orgasm' as the one put it, a non-sexual pleasure that could be compared to it. Sometimes, coming with a physical orgasm, but that varied by slave and their exact training.

Lilana hoped her sister was right. She just wished it happened a lot sooner. That was the best hope of saving them. If they did not act too soon, the two of them might end up like that other girl. Could girls like that even be fixed? It felt like it might take a god's power to do so. But then their master returned. Accompanied by several women, carrying something strange. The women did not have the same look as the other girl. She guessed they were Vanorian, and probably servants, rather than true slaves. "Stand." The general commanded, Lilana rose immediately. One of the women immediately began taking her clothes off. Honorious responded to the confused look on her face. "I am not giving the woman any play with you." That line would be crossed later, for now only men would have sex with either of them. "They are here for something else." They quickly put something else on Lilana, that felt more like underwear. Basically a bra on top, the bottom only differed from underwear due the flap of cloth hanging down to her knees. Though her rear was almost completely uncovered. She understood. Everyone would see her brand. Would know both what she was and who she belonged to. A gold collar was placed around her neck as well. "This is what you both will wear from now on. The only times you might wear more or different is in colder locations." As Lilana was being changed another woman went to change Aliana. "You will let her change you, slave. That is an order." The unspoken threat was she would be whipped again if she resisted at al. Note to Other Readers: Yes, they are getting 'slave Leia' outfits.

Lilana hoped she was right. But so much had already fallen. Their master was probably right in that the war was almost over. Their armies had largely been crushed. The only hope seemed to be that other nations took the warning sign and united against Vanoria. Hopefully that much would be enough, though she was uneasy. The priests' words somewhat shook her though. Where was the divine retribution for all of this. For the unprovoked wars, the slavery. "I would feel a lot better if it did not seem like they had at least some gods on their side." There was some logic behind his words there, though Lilana did not want to believe. They had been allowed to get away with a lot if there was something forbidden about what they were doing.

Lilana could see that, though she had to wonder what would come with being a general's slave. More likely following him and his army around. He was likely the sort to value them for sex even more than others, especially as he was likely unmarried. She hoped sharing them with his soldiers as he had already done was not a frequent part of it. Though maybe making them do it was meant as a warning they would be doing that more. She tried to think of other things. Would they be used as messengers? Probably 'decoration' to often stand around him when visiting others. "...If we were doing chores, it would probably mean the war was over and he took us back deep into Vanoria...probably showing us of as trophies on the way home." He was one the generals leading this war. When it was over he would likely return to report to the emperor. Would he show them off in such a place?

Lilana did not know if her sister really did not know, or was trying to protect her. She would trust her judgment though if it was the later. Though there was some worry they would experience at least some of it soon. “Do you have any ideas what they expect us to do as slaves…other than what we have already done?” Sex was obviously a big part of it, but she had to believe there was more. Though it might vary by individual master.

Having each other was something that gave Lilana some hope. Though she was less confident of going home, especially with the oath. The question was how long it took. It was not especially long if many of their own people had already been broken. Being together was the only thing that felt like it might help at all, though it was hard to say how much. "If you had some idea about this, about what it does to people...Do you have any idea what else master will do to us?" There was some question if she really wanted to know. But perhaps it was for the better, especially if her sister knew anything she did not.