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A slave to be

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A slave to be It might not be what I wish for but all I have to do is hope on myself A slave is what I might be now but tomorrow might be better *************** I stood in line waiting nervously while the other slaves in front of me were paraded in front of the high-ranking, rich men in the crowd. They were paraded like goods while men ogled and drooled over their scantily clad, oiled bodies. I looked around me and noticed the dank, stone walls. My masters have just acquired this house and they are still constructing it to turn it into one of the grandest slave house in all of Ivaris. The coins that my masters will gather from selling us would make everything possible, of course. I know I am not meant for a life of slavery like this but I have no choice. This is my life now. They have captured me and saved me from a brutal death only to exchange one kind of life for another. My captors told us that they were our new family. They fed us, clothed us and taught us how to use our bodies for men’s pleasures but all of it was for a price. I cringed as I remembered all those ‘lessons’ we were forced to attend. Bile rose in my throat as I remembered those dark days at our prison cells where we shivered and ate nothing because of disobeying. They did not hit us with the whip for it will depreciate our value if our flawless skins will be marred. “Be good slaves and your masters shall reward you as they see fit. Refuse them and you will be beaten within an inch of your life.” My captor, the legendary trainer, Romeo told us. I want to escape but there’s nothing for me to return to. My home was gone. It was attacked, pillaged and burned to the ground. And that was where they found me and claimed me as theirs. The line moved on and I heard men shout their prices. And when a girl was sold, there was cheering and loud, lewd comments thrown all over. “They say that King Seth is here.” The girl in front of me whispered to me. She seemed to want to talk to ease her nervousness for she was next-in-line to be sold. “He is the King of Ivaris?” I replied and she nodded. “I hope he picks me. They say he keeps a harem of love slaves and they are all well-cared for.” She said dreamily. “But he would pick you as a love slave and that’s what you will be to him. Other girls before us were sold as wives. I think that is a much honourable and better fate than a love slave.” I replied. “Aye, it is. But fate isn’t really kind to everyone.” She said sadly. That was true. Fate was kind to some and a cruel monster to others. Our conversation was cut short for it was already her turn to be paraded and auctioned off. She was really beautiful and men took their time looking at her from head-to-foot. My nerves were now eating at me and my feet itched to run. I wanted to escape here! I don’t want to be sold! Most of all, I don’t want to be anyone’s love slave! I turned around and was about to make my way towards the door when I bumped into a hard, muscled chest. Strong arms shot out t

The Marine Next Door

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No Time For Waiting
The Marine Next Door Clayton Jackson is a First Lieutenant in the Marine Corps. He joined the Marines at the tender age of eighteen and has never dreamt of doing anything else. After a fateful accident during deployment, Clayton becomes disabled and gets his ticket back home. Isabella Jones, previously married to a Marine, runs away to the town where Clayton lives to get away from her past. Clayton and Isabella meet one day as they both seek the comfort of the outdoors to clear their heads. The connection is immediate, and their relationship is off to a quick start. When Clayton gets the opportunity to return to the Marine Corps, Isabella is left to decide if she will go with him or stay behind. Will Clayton become the ultimate soldier, and will he have Isabella by his side? *************** Today I give up on a dream, not really by my own choice but still, it was the end of something big. Something I prepared for my whole life, something that drove every bone in my body, it was the sole purpose behind every single thing that I did. I always believed I would do something great, that I would become my dream. I guess dreams can't last forever, but I sure wish that this one did. My name is Clayton Jackson. I joined the Marine Corps when I was eighteen, today at the age of twenty-five I am told that I can no longer serve. I am on a bus back home now, to say that I am not devastated would be a lie. Home is the last place I ever saw myself coming to, especially not so soon. I did not let my parents know, they are probably going to think this is just a surprise visit. All I know is my father is going to be disappointed. I disappointed him all those years ago when he wanted me to become a doctor and now I am going to disappoint him again. Not like this is something I could have controlled. The thing that is going to be the hardest is that they are only going to find out now what happened. In saying that, am I going to be ready to tell them what I really have been through, what I have kept a secret from everyone for so long? As I climb off at the bus stop in the middle of town, I can already see the heads turning. This is such a small place, by the time I get home my mom will already be waiting for me. And that is exactly what happens. My mom comes racing down the stairs to greet me just as I set foot through the front gate. "Clay, my god you are home. Why did you not tell us? Betty from the flower shop told me that she saw you". She damn near chokes me to death from her repeated tiny little hugs, I can barely utter a word. "Mom, does Betty have nothing better to do than spread gossip?" She chuckles and squeezes me for the fifth time. In the distance I see my father step off the porch to come to offer me the best that he can, nothing near as warm as a hug but a firm handshake. "You know how this town is son. They occupy themselves with everybody's business but their own" "Well, I am just glad you came to visit," my mom says as she is still squeezing me
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