Re: Holding Pens - Sebastian & Darcy
Sebastian had only been back in Crescent Hills a few days, but those few days left an ache for something of pleasure. He normally frequented nightclubs where slaves were on display and could be bought for a few hours of fun. The difference between being abroad and being home was that there would be mandatory social obligations that would require him to have a slave on his arm. A part of him was still worried for whatever girl caught his fancy. His previous two personal slaves had ended up dead, most likely by his own hand.
With those thoughts floating about in his head, Bash made his way to the auction house to see if there was anyone worth purchasing. Slowly making his way through the different holding pens, a brunette with an admirable set of curves caught his eye. Though she appeared younger than he would have liked, there weren't many others that caused even the slightest stirring of his blood or heart beat.
Pointing to her, he motioned for the slave trader to take her out of the pen for inspection. When she was brought to him, Bash gave her an obvious once over. "Name?"