The man grinned down at the crowd that was forming around the stage, he and the other men had been taken from their homes from a near by vilage, had their hair cut and been shaved so that they looked more presentable for sale. He frowned as he stood there, he was planning to try and kill whoever brought him and escaping once they were back at their house.
As he was sold to a woman he was more upset as in his culture it was not allowed than a woman had say or power over a man, he clenched his teeth and didn’t flinch as he was taken off stage and branded with her mark.
Amelia frowned some as he moved away, apart of her thought maybe she shouldn’t have said that. It was obvious things worked differently for their communities. Taking a breathe she didn’t move off the table he had placed her on still bare though now feeling slightly awkward blushing. “Sex is looking after. Oral sex..” she muttered a little quietly though her confidence was shot, shaking herself off she stood moving to him again placing her hands on either hips trying to be the person she really was. “..can not cook, can not clean…but I can be the bitch in someones bed.” Her voice growled slightly but she stood a little confident, but if its what she was to most men then fine that’s who she would be.
“Sex is not looking after….Sex is different…” As she mentioned oral sex he raised an eyebrow at her and turned to look at her as she placed her hands on his hips and growled as she spoke. While he would admit that she was not like any of the woman in his village he wasn’t sure if she was someone he would take as a wife or even a lover. The way she carried herself was that of someone who was in control all the time and he did not like that. He was the one to be in control as he was the man. “Why would I want a bitch in bed……I want a lover, a wife….not a bitch…” Axel told her as he looked at her a little more softly his eyes locking with hers as he sighed quietly. “You own me yet you dont want to at the same time…..what do you want from me besides sex?” Axel asked as he brushed hair out of her face.
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