Nathan sighed when she nearly fell over but her looked at her and was glad she didn't seem to object to any of his rules. Nathan smiled at her and said "oh i was given all your information by the shop keeper" he said patting ehr head a few times and scratching her ears, they were quite soft and they facinated him. He looked down and wondered how such a little girl could be any threat to him. He paused and then decided to ask "so do you know anything about house work?" he asked her the shop keeper said she wa suntrained but he wanted to make sure.

To Nathen it might have been a light tug, but because of how taut the leash was and Sari's weight, it was no surprise that she was jerked forward a few steps, almost tripping over herself from the sudden motion. Annoyed by the tug more than anything, she looked up at Nathen, her stance still not entirely stabilized. Her tail stopped waving as soon as Nathen ordered that he be referred to as Master. "Yes..." she admitted, looking down and refusing to meet his eyes. She listened to his rules, giving an involuntary shudder as Nathen seemed to place a particular emphasis on the word "Punished". When he was done, she felt her body being jerked forward yet again, until they were close enough that her chest was touching his. She felt his arm come behind her head, tilting it up so she was made to look him in the eyes. At his innocent enough little question, Sari froze. "How... how do you know my name...?" she asked simply, unaware that Nathen had already been told everything about her.

(oh my bad sry)

Nathan watched her start to wake up and he smiled, she was just like a small cat or dog. Nathen frowned when she scooted as far away from him as she could and he made a small tug on the leash showing her that she wasing getting away any time soon. Nathean gave her a hard look and told her "I am your new master, my name is Nathan but you will refer to me as master, Is that clear?" he asked her in a cold tone of voice. He started by explaining some rules to her "you will do anything i tell you to and if i have to tell you three times or more you will be Punished" he said the word Punsihed like he meant it because he did and she probably didn't want to find out waht he meant by punish. "two, you will not leave this property byond the iron fence in the yard, the only time you can will be if i decide to take you somewhere, again is you disobey me you will be punished" he pulled her a bit closer and looked into her eyes "any questions Sari my pet?" he asked willing to answer a few since he was in a good mood.

(The whip didn't knock her out, it was just so loud that it hurt her ear. Imagine standing near a subwoofer, turning it to eleven, and playing screamo. Still, since it's already happened...)

After about five minutes of laying limp on the ground at Nathen's feet, Sari's right ear gave a slight quiver, and she finally began to come to. Slowly gazing around at her surroundings, it was only a matter of time before she noticed the leash. Nervously, her eyes traced the path of the leash up to a hand, then up to a slightly older man glaring down at her. Immediately she jolted awake, and with a burst of agility, was up and as far away from Nathen as her leash would allow. Her tail waved around her unchecked; after all, since he had seen it there was no point in her hiding it anymore. "W-who are you...?" she stammered out, fear momentarily overcoming her shyness. Now that she was alert, she scanned the room once again, this time in further detail, watching for any way in which she could break free from this man who held her will in a hard fist.

Nathen nodded "ah i see, i'll have to pick one up on my way home" he said getting a good lok at the one he had, he wanted to make sure he got a quality device that worked just in case she missbehaved. Nathen chuckled when he said he used it regularly, he could imagine and he watched as he unlocked the door and stepped inside. He watched as the shopkeeper went inside and then came out dragging the small girl, he took the leash and laughed "my you always seem to find accessories that go perfectly with every slave" he said looking at the collar and leash. Nathen nodded "yes anything else i would need to know" and then watched as the shop keeper knocked her out with the snap from the whip. Nathen smiled and clapped "well done i will definately have to try that" he said cheerfully. He watched at her tail unfurled and he smiled, yes she was going to be fun to play with, at least her furr seemed well kept and not all grungy. Nathen turned to the shop keeper and nodded "yes i'll keep a lookout just in case she did inherite anything" he assured the shop keeper as he picked Sari up and then blinked "wow she's light" he said a little suprised. He smiled at the shop keeper "see you around" he said nodding politely as he carried Sari to the car and strapped her in.

Nathen drove quickly making a short stop to pick up the ultrasonic transmitter, he amde ssure he got the smae brand the shop keeper had before he headed back to his home. He pulled in and carried Sari inside and then set her on the floor in front of the couch holding her leash as he waited for her to get up.

The shopkeeper gave a dark grin. "Sorry to say, you'll have to buy that seperately - but don't worry..." he assured Nathen. "You can pick one up at any electronics store for 15, maybe 20 or 30 if you want something really high. I'm sorry I can't sell you this one, but I use it pretty regularly to control certain... people... in the store." Silently he took the 1500, turned around, and unlocked the back door.

When Sari had watched Nathen come into the store, she had no idea that his eyes were on her - until now. As the shopkeeper approached her, she backed away as far as the leg shackle would allow - but all this did for her was make one more step the manager had to take to be able to place his arms around her neck. She gave a light shiver as she felt the manager's deceptively graceful hands latch a silvery leash onto her collar. The manager pressed a small button indented on the wall that had been just out of her reach, and the ankle shackle undid itself, leaving her unfettered but still dragged forward by the leash. Effortlessly the man dragged her out to meet her new master, handing the leash to Nathen once she was close enough that it would reach. "By odd I assume you mean not human." he stated, taking a small whip from his desk and snapping an aimed shot specifically at the space right by her left ear, so that it would snap with maximum volume. Immediately Sari collapsed, cradling her ear as if the snap had connected, and a large bushy tail that before had been wrapped around her body inside her dress flew out, waving wildly in plain sight. "The only other thing you need to know is that she has a tail. And, because she's only half kitsune, she shouldn't have inherited any of her mother's power, but like with any half-breed," he said, emphasizing the word half-breed with a condescending tone. "...you can never be sure."

Nathen smiled and greathed the manager "hello." Nathen listened to him as he explained "only fifteen huh?" he said rubbing his chin. 'sari..." he thought and then he smiled hearing that she hated firem hights and was sensitive to loud noises. He looked at the transmitter and nodded "well then i'm glad i came here" he grinned "i'll take her, does she come with the transmitter or do i have to buy that seperately?" he asked him pulling out the 1,500 that he had asked for "not trained... this is gona be fun" he said looking towards the door that held her in the front window. He looked at the shop keeper "half-kitsune" he said "does she have anything else odd about her besides the ears?" he asked currious about her physiology.

The manager looked up, snapping out of a light reverie. "Oh, Nathen-san, you're here again." he stated, admittedly pointing out the obvious as he listened to the boy's question. "Oh, her?" he asked, once Nathen had finished. "Let's see... her name is Sari Koizumi, she's fifteen years old, and she's half-kitsune. She was sold to the shop by her father three days ago, and her current asking price is... 1500." the man stated, naming a figure. "As for any training... she's had none, but from what I've seen, a fly could scare her into obedience. I was informed that she dislikes fire and heights, and because of her increased sensitivity to hearing..." he stated, pulling an ultrasonic transmitter from underneath the desk. "Anything this high pitched hurts her like you wouldn't believe. Bottom line is: You want somebody capable of heavy work, she's not the one for you. But, if you're looking for a slave just to tease around and torture a bit, you'll get your money's worth of fun out of this one.

In the isolated stand Sari was in - she could only be reached through a door behind her that the manager alone had access to, she could not see Nathen nor hear the conversation, and so she waited there, oblivious to the fact that her life story was being dictated out just a yard or two away from where she stood.

Nathen had gotten bored lately his human slaves had become no fun adn he was forced to resell them. Nathen had the money for more slaves but he wanted something new and out of the ordinary but he couldn't seem to find anyhting that struck his fancy. He lived mostly by himself in his large home, he had a cook and a few servants but sinse he had sold his slaves he needed to get more in order to keep the large house clean.

Nathen decided to go shopping downtown in hopes they might have something exotic and different. He drove down and began looking around, he had spent almost an hour looking when he noticed a small slave girl in the window to a shop, she was cute but what he found most interesting were the ears she had on the top of her head. Nathan smiled pleased with his find and then he entered the shop after looking over the girl a little, she looked healthy and fit as a slave could be. He walked in and want to the shop owner "hello there i was wondering how much for the slave in the window?" he asked, price didn't really matter to him but it was nice to know anyway "and is she trained?" he asked wondering about the little slave. He looked at the shop owner and waited for the reply interested in knowing more about the little thing.

History: Sari was born between a Kitsune mother and a human father. Her father did not even know his wife was a fox until she bore Sari, at which point he was scared and disgusted by the ears and tail the child had. In a fit of rage, her father killed her, and turning to Sari, decided the best way to get rid of the bastard daughter was to raise her up harshly, then sell her to the traders when she was 18. On her 15th birthday, however, he decided he couldn't wait any longer, and so sold his daughter prematurely, a move that actually netted him more money, as many masters seemed to have a fetish for younger women.

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As the sun rose for the third time ever since the young foxgirl had been brought here, Sari felt the warm light of the sun strike her sensitive ears, and uncurled her body, waking up in the process. She gave a small yawn, as she remembered the dream she had last night. It had been a great dream, of forests and meadows, and she could have sworn she saw a small village hidden within the forest, surrounded by foxes with multiple tails - the kitsune. She knew nothing of her mother, but had always imagined her to be kind, loving, and able to handle about anything. All her father ever told her was that she was a fox and thus deserved her death, a harsh eulogy that saddened her every time she heard it. His hatred didn't stop there; in fact he almost seemed to hate Sari even more than her mother, because her mother at least had been pure fox. A single tear glistened down her right cheek as she remembered how badly she had been treated by her own father.

Drifting out of her reverie, Sari looked down at the clothes that had been placed on her three days earlier, when her father had first sold her away. It was pretty skimpy, little more than a simple dress, but even that was revealing in its own ways. The top of the dress came up to just barely above her nipples, while the hem of the uniform fell down just to the top of her thighs. The uniform was extremely tight on her, and it placed a certain emphasis on her curves, which, while not quite as large as some of the other girls in the shop, were still large enough to cause people to stare, yet small enough to have some sort of substance. The only other thing she wore was a small white collar. Smooth to the touch, Sari had tried multiple times to take it off, but could not even get a reasonably decent grip on the stupid thing.

She was the only girl on display, mainly because the window stand was too small to contain two slaves. The door to her left was locked from the outside, the window was made of fiberglass, and there was a small shackle around her left leg which kept her within three feet of the wall, just enough to sleep, move around a bit, and stretch. She gave one more yawn. Another day of this hell, here it comes... she thought to herself.

If she only knew how close to the edge of the proverbial frying pan she was...

(To SaulMcKinney: I'm sorry for simply abandoning you on the first version of this RP, but your RPing is just WAY over my head in maturity sexuality. I'd gladly RP with you if you'd be willing to tone it down, but in the meantime I'd rather someone else take this.)