SataiRolePlayingGuy

You could do a human, or something else. Something like that elf, Foless, you recently posted for example, could probably be made to fit. All the traditional fantasy races have their place in the setting. Both in their own independent cultures, as well as conquered peoples (some slave, some not) in Vanoria. Elves were going to be brought into the story eventually, though their culture(s) had not really been considered yet.

“The priest will eventually teach you and your sister about our gods too, of course. You two may find yourselves willing to worship them eventually. But that will come later. But yes, I’m sure they will even trade us at times.” Her smile shifted a little. “I would rather you not take initiative with my master. You will understand after you come to love your master. But if it is what our masters want, I don’t mind you playing with him or me playing with yours. Our masters regularly give us to others, sometimes give us…group activities. There are a few holidays a year, where all slave girls tend to very busy, with many men. You, your sister, and any others around you will help celebrate as well. And whether you worship our gods or not, local priests will involve us in their ceremonies at times. You do not understand yet, but in some ways it is…holy, to be a slave.” There was much Aliana still had to learn about being slave, Vanorian society. There were some things beyond the training, meant to help them feel pride about being a slave. A purpose beyond their master’s goals.

Yeah, like I said. Other people can make their own worlds if they want. Joining the existing one is just an option for people who like it and/or don’t want to come up with their own.

Nyra was pleased, the girl was giving in more and more. Deep deep down, much of it may have already been there. She just needed the right push to realize it. "Don't worry, it's not just part of the training. After you embrace it completely you will still have many chances. Masters like to watch that sort of thing. Or let others watch us. It feels similar yet different, so wrong, yet so right. It probably won't be much longer before you get a taste of it. Though I can only guess what your master will give you two for the the first time. I'm sure your sister will learn to love it too, though you might have to encourage her a little the first time. The trainer keep a variety of beasts caged up, mostly to use us." It reminded a slave girl of what she was. Technically human but almost cattle, possessions. It felt felt natural to give herself to such things. "There is so much variety in size too, many things so much bigger than a human. The priest will be there if necessary...he knows so many interesting tricks. Spells that can keep such creatures from hurting you. Let yourself be stretched in ways that normally would not be possible." She was eager to watch Aliana go through that sort of thing. "It will start with you and your sister, but I'm sure our masters will eventually give us things to do together."

It’s developed in some areas not in others. Not sure how much of them you have read, but mostly focused on one region. The stories there so far focus on the Empire of Vanoria and its immediate neighbors. Something somewhat comparable in size and strength to the Roman Empire before its decline. Get very far from there and I have not put much thought into the setting. Though one or both of the existing stories will likely eventually explore some of the wider world. Things like other continents are at this point much more open. Angels have the possibility of exploring the supernatural side of the world too. There is a wide pantheon of gods and there servants, but has only been explored a little so far. I’m willing to help others setup a story there, or possibly start something else with someone else. Will see if there is any wider interest there. The Angel story will eventually have a larger impact on the setting. The slave story, small scale more focused on the life of slaves. Other stories could happen in the empire, or somewhere else.

“…Oh, it’s pretty normal for us. Now, exactly what sort of creatures are used varies, depending on where you are and your master’s resources. It’s part of the process. They want us to feel shame…but the same time it influences our desires. You might hate it at first…but deep down, it’s so wrong, it starts to feel right. It could be animals, truly wild beasts. It could be captured monsters too…I’ve even heard stories of mages temporarily summoning and binding creatures of other planes, even demons. Though I don’t know how true or common that is.” The surprise was appealing. Nyra wanted to dig more. “At some point you and your sister will be given to creatures. Maybe at the same time.” She stepped forward, whispering into her ear. “Have you ever thought about it? Something else having its way with you. Maybe an orc, taking his prize after defeating you in battle? Some beast pinning you down and mounting you? Something else? You can tell me, your most private desires.” It was a world of many creatures, though this region was mostly human. But it would not surprise her if Aliana had imagined it, crossing the line with various other kinds.

Nyra did not blame her. It would be good for Aliana to play him before returning to her master. But it was natural she wanted to spend more time with someone like her. Who already was what she would become. “Sure, sure. I can tell you anything you want to know, about the process, what your life will be later. Well it’s hard to tell you more than I already have about how you feel the moment itself happens. Speaking of the process, I wonder how much you already know…did you know that it won’t only be humans you play with in the end?” She asked it with a curious smile. Did Aliana already know, or at least suspect? Whether she knew or not, how did she feel about it?

Essentially if anyone wants to use the specific fantasy setting me and Allie have been working on, I can give advice on the specific setting (though it is somewhat being developed as we write), but otherwise I will be rather hands off with any story I’m not playing in. With your own settings, it’s pretty much anything goes. May or may not eventually develop a similar sci-if setting that could optionally be used.

Jae should be back eventually as a third, though no idea when. But yeah, it is rather open. A number of other people have requested ideas too, in the request topic though they never found a partner, and I was trying to let others pick up many of them. There is a chance I could pick up one or two other RPs eventually, but looking forward to others getting something going.

Nyra knew it would be a bit unpleasant. That was why she was sure the general would not force her to do that. "The general is not as heartless as he might seem. You are his possession, but he still values you in a sense. What he is doing to you is teaching you what it means to be a slave, to make you loyal to him. This is not something he will force you to do. I'm sure he will send you after bandits and things like that at first. After the war is over, perhaps against monsters on our other borders. Only make that choice if you are deeply committed, if you want to bring the rest of your land to the empire, if you want others to experience what we have." The process of making a slave was painful and cruel, but there was a purpose and strategy to it, not cruelty for it's own sake. Not for a good master at least. She knew the general well enough, heard from those she pleased. He would do what he had to make the sisters his, but she was only going to fight her former people if she chose to. "If you want something more pleasant than those thoughts, you can go play with that soldier whenever you are ready. Give in to your slave girl impulses. We can keep talking too, if you want. About the process, or your life after you have been properly trained."

I've been pretty loose on these details in my own stories. This was an old idea to give the club a personal touch, make it a little different from something like a small-scale Public RP. The different RPs aren't not even necessarily in the same setting. Though with fantasy, I would not mind if other people put it in the same world as the angel/slave stories I currently have going. Sci-fi could certainly include all of that, with some sort of multi-world setting that could have all of that mixed in in various places. Probably a mix a human/alien empires, with a mix of worlds that were isolated from the larger universe for one reason or another.

“We will be close for along time. My master is one of the officers here, regularly fighting alongside your master. I will not be with you when you go to fight, or some other occasions. But we will see a lot of each other, for many years at least. I’ll keep your sister company when you are fighting. I do not blame your reactions at first. I was once like you, until I was taught to learn my place. See Vanoria’s truth.” Nyra was looking forward to it. Another friend, probably two in the near future. It was natural for the to find companionship in each other. Whether friendship or other sorts. ”It will not be official until you see the emperor. But I will treat you as one of our people from now on. I’m pleased to have a friend who will fight to expand our empire…now a sensitive question.” Nyra was curious, just how committed Aliana was to her new identity. “Are you willing to fight in these final battles? To bring the last of your birth land into the empire?” To bring other women under the experience she was now, to fight the last survivors of her old army. To make her old kingdom entirely part of the empire. Was Aliana willing to do that? On some level did she want to do it? “I will not judge you if you are not ready to go that far. If you are, tell your master tonight. He might not plan to put you in those battles, unless you volunteer.”

The girl placed a hand on Aliana’s shoulder. “Don’t look at it as hopelessness. Have pride, in our people, our empire…My name in Nyra. Consider me a friend, as a fellow slave girl, as another Vanorian. I will help you as much as I can, bring out those thoughts and feelings you have deep down. To become proud of what we are. When you see our heartland, I hope it impresses you like it did me. Vast great cities, full of spectacular buildings and roads of finest materials. No one goes hungry, no beggars or lost people. Everyone has their place, some just happen to be like us.” The pride remained in her voice, the things she had seen deeply impressed her, proved their society was best. She only hoped Aliana was moved a little, if she was really beginning to understand, was beginning to want to be a slave.

The girl was avoiding the subject of the sister for now. That was a talk the two of them had to have. She hoped the two broke together, in the same moment. That just felt right, but it was up to the general to keep training them together, going through similar things. And maybe for Aliana to convince her sister to give in as much as she had. “Will you do it? Give your oath to the emperor? Truly join our people? It does not change much for slaves, I’ll admit. It is a generations long tradition though. A previous emperor’s plan to help show our empire is right. That many slaves are proud enough of it to make the choice. Some cling to their old identity, others, including myself, join the empire.” There was a pride in her voice. She was Vanorian, because she chose to be. Everyone had their place, there was nothing to be ashamed about being a slave. She would not judge Aliana if she said no, but would be pleased if the girl willing joined their people. Found some pride in joining the empire.

"Don't worry, you don't have to give up your new friend either. I understand wanting to give yourself to another slave, someone that understands you. It will be your choice in the end. You will crave your master more than him after the process is over. But you will be given to many other men, and I'm sure the general will be happy to let you spend some more time with him." She did not know how much Aliana had fallen for him, but she wanted to make sure she was not distracted by thoughts of loosing him. "...You will be very popular with the soldiers after a few missions, a woman soldier is rare after all." She glanced at the soldier who was waiting to have some fun with Aliana."...you are starting to like the thought, aren't you? They have proven their strength, they defeated you. Now you are in their army. He is going to use you...but isn't that starting to feel right? Deep down, aren't you starting to feel pride about being allowed in a superior army?" She did not fully understand a soldier's thoughts, but she tried to dig, see if Aliana had 'darker' thoughts deep down.

There was shining pride in the girl’s face. “I knew you would understand…everyone chosen does eventually, but you are figuring it out quicker than most.” She was only said she would not see the moment Aliana broke. There was rarely an audience for that though. ”Tonight. Approach your master differently. Figure out how he thinks, what he fights for. You are not his equal, never will be. But nothing wrong with that. He is better than you, strong, powerful. Try to willingly please him. If you are ready, look at him differently. You might start feeling loyalty to him. When it is over, you will love him more intensely than anything, not hesitate to obey him…try to imagine it. If you are beginning to feel it, you might be surprised to find how good it feels to imagine it. You know deep down, he deserves this from you. You already belong to him.” Maybe she did not fully embrace the thought yet, but deep down, almost at a taboo level, she had to think Aliana was beginning to have these thought.

She stopped and turned around. The smile still there. They were the same deep down. In some ways at least, she was no soldier. She nodded. “…It still won’t be easy. Not pleasant. You need to be worn down, to completely give up your old ways of thinking. I promise you though, it is worth it. The despair, that shifts into a pleasure like you have never felt. Everything makes sense. You know your place, our place, and are happy to live it.” ”You can speed it up, make it a little easier. Understanding your master is the biggest thing. You live to be his tool, to advance his goals. You are lucky in a way. Your master is very powerful. And you are his soldier. You can do more for him than most slaves. Fight for him, kill for him, protect him, and please him. You already know that of course. But are you ready to begin getting closer to him? To want to do those things? It does not matter if you don’t right now, but you want to start looking at him differently.” Was Aliana ready to do these things eagerly? She waited for that response, eager to see just how committed the new girl was. She hoped this was going to be a mutually enjoyable conversation, to bring more of the slave out of Aliana.

It was not entirely up to her of course. On her own, it was just a matter a matter of time. There were stares as she walked around, though no one made an immediate move on her. There were faces she was beginning to know. That soldier was among them. At the moment eating. Another familiar face walked away from one of the soldiers. The slave girl who had talked to her earlier. “I heard you just had a good time.” She remarked with a smile, a knowing one, perhaps even friendly to a degree. She was not here to taunt, or tell Aliana ‘I told you so’. No, she was happy the girl was beginning to understand. Beginning to go through what she had. “…You are starting to feel it? The call, deep in your heart? Don’t fear it. You ca not force it, but can not rush it either. You can nudge it along a little though, if you are ready.” She slowly began to walk past. She did not know if Aliana was ready to willingly talk with her, after the earlier hostility. But she had indirectly invited it, if she wanted to.

“If you want to spend some time on your own to think about things, you can. Though you may not be alone for long.” The men of the crowd gave them some space. But without him around that might not change. “If you want to look for that soldier, there is nothing wrong with that.” He was not going to be jealous about anything did. That came with being a slave girl, a purpose she had, but he did not. “I do not know him that well. But he is an…average Vanorian. Not a slave, but not a noble or especially powerful. He would have a point of view different from both me and the general.” If she wanted to get his point of view, or experiment more with a slave’s life, he could be a good chance. “If you want to spend more time with me, I will out here somewhere or another, until sunset.” He left it up to Aliana what to do. One of the little things, where she still had some choice.

He finally rolled off Aliana. He gathered up the few coins the soldiers had thrown and gave them to her. "You can at least get a little better food with those. Beyond that, it is up to your master what and how much you are allowed to personally own." He was careful about what he said, not wanting to dismiss her concerns, and be supportive. "I do not know any other life. I can only guess how hard the adjustment is, but in time, I do not think you will hate all of it. Treat everything with an open mind. I am loyal to Vanoria by choice. They have an impressive strength. Legally, you are not a Vanorian yet. When the war is over. You and your sister will see the emperor himself, with the general. It will be up to you then. You do not have a choice on being a slave. You do on being a true Vanorian. When you see him, you be offered the chance to swear your loyalty to him. If you do, you will be one of us. Only his word comes above your master's. You will be his subject either way. But it is up to you to decide if you are one of our people. See our lands, our people in and out of war. Choose for yourself, if you are one of us in your heart." He had seen a lot. There were many impressive sights. The power of Vanoria, its strength. The society, even with slaves. Maybe it would awaken something in her heart too. "Do not feel forced. If you want to give, do not be afraid to either. Take time to think about it, every aspect of it." To let someone else guide you, to help the goals of the most powerful. He did not think there was anything evil about that. But Aliana had to figure out some of this on her own.

Aliana’s reactions were the last push he needed. He came, and had been long enough, that there was quite a bit. He could not stop himself from letting out a satisfied grunt and sigh. The crowd was pleased, satisfied for now. “I may come play with you in an hour or two, if you aren’t with the general.” One of the non-slaves commented. They were pleased enough to reward them with some quiet time. They were also willing to give the man some time, she how much more he could make her progress. The two were left alone. He continued lying over her, the two slaves, now lovers. Waiting to see what that would mean in the future. They laid there silently for a moment. “I meant everything I said. But it’s up to you, decide when and how you want my help.” It was not his place, Aliana had to decide how she would progress at this point. The training would force it to a degree, but to extent she chose to willingly change, that was up to her. As fast or slow as she wanted, in what ways she wanted. To embrace being a slave, and to consider herself Vanorian.

There was the occasional cheer from the crowd. They knew she would not be as enthusiastic with them, but they were getting the impression she would be more willing now, maybe even want it at least a little. By the time they returned to the capital, she might even swear loyalty to the emperor by choice. That was one of the things he was preparing her for. Eventually the general would return to the palace, report his victory. The sisters would be trophies he showed off. It would be hard to say if the emperor himself made use of either of them, but they would certainly be offered to very powerful men. If would be best if Alaina thought of herself as Vanorian by then, but that was up to her. There was still time. It would still be another battle or two before her homeland was completely conquered. She would probably be left out of those battles though…unless she volunteered. They were essentially making love now. He was still aggressive, but practically telling the others that he may have to share her, but she was in fact his woman now. She was his in a way none of them would ever experience, only the general would eventually get a similar result. He would like it to go a longer as well, though he could feel it building up. But he held it back, as long as he could, he wanted them all to see how he pleased her. To reactions out of them they probably could not.

He saw it in her eyes. “I won’t force you to do anything, won’t push you. But I will help any way I can that you wish.” Others would try to force her. He would not, he would only encourage it to the extent she wanted. She was a companion, a friend, maybe something more. He kissed again, trying to encourage her. To think about the future in a new way. She did not have to love every aspect of it, but to try to see some good in it, to try to find some positive circumstances. If she was ready to willingly learn her new life, he would help as much as he could.