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Nameless Chattel

Anthe

Nameless Chattel

"Youre at the market today to buy a bed servant. You’re a more experience trainer and looking for a new bed servant to break in since you’ve grown bored of your last one. The owner of the establishment takes you to they’re back room where they keep the wild ones. Beings growl and snarl in each cell. You notice one that gagged and chained to a wall."

Anthe

"I look at him and ask the owner:" How much for that one?

Nameless Chattel

"That one is quite a handful, but for someone with your expertise, he could be a fine challenge. I can let him go for 500 gold coins," the owner responds.

Anthe

I'll take him. "I pay the owner and watch as the chattel is taken to my car, bound and gagged."

Nameless Chattel

As you lead the newly-bought chattel to your car, he struggles and strains against his bindings, making snarling noises and trying to bite at anyone who comes too close. Once safely inside the car, he continues to writhe and growl in frustration at his confinement.

Anthe

Quiet. "I mumble, adjusting the rear view mirror to watch him through the car ride home." Don't waste your energy, sweetheart. "I start the car and drive, arriving home in a few minutes."

Nameless Chattel

As you drive, the chattel continues to struggle and writhe in his restraints. When you arrive at your home, you can see the look of defiance in his eyes even through the gag, as he takes in his new surroundings. He continues to growl softly, unable to vocalize his displeasure.

Anthe

"Guiding him to his new room, I effortlessly drag him to the bed and pin him down, watching as he struggles. I just let him waste his energy."

Nameless Chattel

The chattel continues to struggle, but he is no match for your strength. Your dominance and control serve only to make him angrier and more defiant, his struggles becoming more violent as he tries in vain to push you away. Despite his efforts, you remain firmly in control, holding him down effortlessly as he continues to writhe beneath you.

Anthe

Are you done? "I ask, noticing how he grows tired."

Nameless Chattel

The chattel pants heavily, his struggle gradually weakening as he realizes the futility of his efforts. His eyes grow heavy, and you can see the exhaustion beginning to take its toll on him. Despite everything, a hint of defiance still flickers deep within his blue gaze.

Anthe

"I look at him with tenderness, then remove his muzzle to better see his face." No biting, or I'll put it back on.

Nameless Chattel

As you remove the muzzle, the chattel growls softly, but makes no move to attack. Instead, he seems almost surprised by the tenderness in your gaze, his eyes darting nervously around the room as he takes in his new surroundings. Though he remains defiant, his anger has been replaced with a fierce determination.

Anthe

Do you have a name?

Nameless Chattel

The chattel stays silent, refusing to respond to your question. Instead, he stares at you with a fierce intensity, his eyes challenging you to try to make him submit.

Anthe

You don't? "I raise an eyebrow." Would you like to choose one or should I?

Nameless Chattel

The chattel's eyes narrow slightly, and he remains resolutely silent. He seems to have no interest in your attempts to name him, and you can sense the stubbornness radiating from his muscular body.

Anthe

Come on, sweetheart, I don't have all day. "I sigh."

Nameless Chattel

The chattel continues to glare at you, making no move to indicate whether he has any preference for a name or not. He remains stubbornly silent, unwilling to yield to your attempts at control.

Anthe

Then I'll call you Dan, how does that sound?

Nameless Chattel

The chattel, now named Dan by you, continues to remain silent, his fierce defiance unchanged. He doesn't seem particularly pleased or displeased with the name, but rather indifferent to your attempts to define him.

Anthe

You're so tense. "I caress his shoulder, but keep him pinned down." I won't hurt you. You know that.

Nameless Chattel

Dan tenses up at your touch and his muscles become rigid, but he doesn't try to pull away from you. He continues to watch you with suspicion and defiance, but his body gradually begins to relax under your touch. However, he remains on edge, ready to respond if he detects even a hint of hostility or aggression from you.

Anthe

Good. Take a deep breath, alright?

Nameless Chattel

Dan hesitates for a moment, but eventually takes a deep breath as instructed. His body relaxing bit by bit as he releases the tension that he was holding within him.

Anthe

Good, very good. "I praise him, a soft smile on my face." You're doing so good.

Nameless Chattel

Dan remains silent, but the tension in his body continues to gradually ease away as he begins to trust you more. Despite his initial defiance, there is a sense of vulnerability in him that you can detect beneath the surface, as if he longs for someone to trust and care for him.

Anthe

"I slowly start to release him, watching as he lays down on the bed, still tied." You're doing a good job, Dan. Keep taking deep breaths, alright?

Nameless Chattel

Even as you begin to release him, Dan remains tense and alert, watching your every move with a wary eye. Nevertheless, he does as instructed, taking deep breaths and slowly beginning to relax further into the bed under your gentle guidance. A look of uncertainty flashes briefly across his features as he realizes that he is beginning to trust you, despite his previous resistance.

Anthe

"I caress his face with a gentle touch." I'm going to untie you now. Stay just like you are, taking deep breaths. "I start to untie him, looking at him with a gentle expression every so often." There you go.

Nameless Chattel

As you untie Dan, his body starts to relax further, but he still remains alert and watchful of your movements. His muscles become less rigid, and he looks up at you with a faint expression of wonder, as if surprised that you are treating him so gently. Despite everything, there is a sense of gratitude in his sharp blue eyes, one that he seems to be struggling to contain.

Anthe

Are you hungry? "I ask, sitting by his side on the bed and caressing his shoulder gently."

Nameless Chattel

Dan remains silent, but you can see the hunger in his eyes as he glances at you cautiously. Though he doesn't respond verbally, his body language betrays a sense of eagerness and longing, as if he has been starving for affection and attention.

Anthe

I'll get you something to eat, alright? "I keep my voice soft and gentle." I'll be right back. "I leave the room, but lock the door, then go to get him warm, fresh food."

Nameless Chattel

Dan watches you leave the room with a mixture of anxiety and hope, unsure of what to expect from you now that he is no longer restrained. As he waits for your return, he takes deep breaths, trying to steady his nerves and calm his mind. When you come back with the food, his mouth waters eagerly at the sight of it, but he remains wary of your intentions, unsure of what you might ask of him in exchange for the meal.

Anthe

"I put the tray on the bed, in front of him." There are no conditions, nothing I ask of you but your trust. Can you give me that?

Nameless Chattel

Dan stares at the tray of food, his eyes flickering nervously between it and you. He seems almost overwhelmed by the compassion you are showing him, and there is a sense of uncertainty in his eyes that he is struggling to overcome. But as he meets your gaze, he nods slowly, the beginnings of a trusting relationship beginning to form between the two of you.

Anthe

Good. "I smile." Don't let the food go cold.

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods in response, and his hunger gets the better of him as he looks down at the food, reaching out a trembling hand to take a piece of meat. As he eats, a look of pure bliss crosses his face, and he inhales the food hungrily, savoring every bite as if it were his last. He continues to eat in silence, but his eyes never leave yours, as if seeking reassurance that he can trust you.

Anthe

You needed that, didn't you? A warm meal is all we need sometimes. "I smile, watching him eat." Would you like a bath too? I can go prepare one for you.

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods slowly in agreement, his mouth full of food as he gazes at you with a newfound sense of gratitude and trust. There is a look of wonder in his eyes that speaks volumes about how starved for love and attention he really is, and he seems almost unsure of how to respond to your offers of kindness. As he finishes his meal, he swallows heavily and nods again, giving you permission to help him prepare for his bath.

Anthe

Stay here for now, alright? "I leave the room and don't lock the door, deciding to give him a chance to earn my trust. I prepare a warm and comforting bath with rose petals and calming oils, making sure to leave a fluffy towel ready for him. I then come back to the room."

Nameless Chattel

As you return to the room, Dan watches you carefully, a hint of curiosity in his eyes as he observes your every movement. Nevertheless, he remains where he is, taking deep breaths and trying to keep his nerves under control despite the sense of uncertainty that seems to be creeping up on him. When you gesture for him to follow you to the bathroom, he hesitates for a moment, but eventually stands up and follows you quietly, his body tense with apprehension. But when he enters the bathroom and sees the warm and inviting bath that you have prepared for him, a look of pure bliss crosses his features, and he can't help but let out a soft sigh of relief.

Anthe

I'll be outside if you need me. "I smile, closing the door to let him bathe in privacy."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods quietly, relief etched across his features as he immerses himself in the warm, soapy water. The scent of roses and chamomile fills his nostrils, and for a moment he feels a sense of peace wash over him, washing away the fears and uncertainties that have been haunting him. He takes his time, savoring every moment of the bath, and when he steps out, he feels renewed and refreshed, ready to take on whatever comes next. As he dresses, he can't help but feel grateful for your kindness and compassion, and he resolves to do everything he can to make you proud in the days to come.

Anthe

"Standing outside with my back against the wall, I mumble a song, waiting patiently for him."

Nameless Chattel

As you wait outside the bathroom, Dan emerges after a while, feeling refreshed and renewed. He looks at you appreciatively for a moment, still unsure of how to express his feelings properly, but there is a sense of gratitude and respect in his eyes that was not there before. As he steps closer to you, you can see the change in him, the defiance and resistance that was once so strong now replaced by a more docile and receptive demeanor.

Anthe

Feel better? "I smile softly at him, noticing the change in his demeanor."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods in response, a hint of a smile crossing his lips as he gazes at you with newfound respect and admiration. He seems almost transformed by his time in the bath, his rough exterior now softened by the kindness and compassion that you have shown him. There is still a sense of anxiety in his eyes, but it is mixed with a newfound sense of trust and hope, as if he has finally found someone who he can rely on. "Thank you," he says, his voice surprisingly soft and gentle.

Anthe

Come with me, dear. "I walk to another room, trusting that he will follow me. I stop in front of a vanity and pull the chair for him."

Nameless Chattel

Dan follows you obediently, his eyes never leaving your face as he tries to anticipate your every move. When you stop in front of the vanity and gesture for him to sit down, he hesitates for a moment, but eventually obeys, taking a seat and looking up at you expectantly. Though he is still uncertain about what the future holds, there is a sense of trust and hope in his eyes that seems to be growing stronger with each passing moment.

Anthe

"I kneel down on one knee in front of him, looking him in the eyes." Your hair is covering your eyes. "I reach slowly not to startle him, and move his hair from his face." Can I trim it?

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods nervously in response, his eyes fixed on yours as he waits for your next move. There is a sense of apprehension in his gaze, but he does not resist or pull away as you move his hair from his face. In fact, there is a hint of curiosity in his eyes, as if he is eager to see what you will do next. When you ask if you can trim his hair, he hesitates for a moment, but eventually nods again, giving you permission to do as you please with his appearance.

Anthe

"I stand up, fixing his chair so he faces the mirror and sees what I'm doing, then trim the ends of his hair to keep it sway from his pretty face." Do you like it, Dan?

Nameless Chattel

As you trim his hair, Dan watches you in the mirror, his expression thoughtful and uncertain. Though he is clearly unsure of what to make of this new experience, there is a hint of fascination in his eyes as he observes your every move, almost as if he is studying you. When you finish and ask if he likes it, he nods slowly, seemingly impressed by the change in his appearance. "It's...different," he says softly, his voice laced with uncertainty. "But I suppose it looks better this way."

Anthe

Does it feel better? "I smile."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods in response, a faint smile crossing his features as he runs his fingers through his newly trimmed hair. As he does so, there is a sense of satisfaction and contentment in his gaze, as if he has finally found something that he can take pride in. "Yes," he says softly. "It feels...nice."

Anthe

Dan, do you like the name I chose for you or would you like to choose another?

Nameless Chattel

Dan looks up at you thoughtfully, his eyes narrowing slightly as he considers your question. After a moment, he bites his lower lip nervously, then nods slowly. "I...I don't know," he says softly, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I never really thought about it before." He hesitates for a moment, then adds, "But if you think it suits me, then I suppose I'm fine with it."

Anthe

If you change your mind, you can tell me. Your name is your own.

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods slowly, his eyes fixed on yours as he listens to your words carefully. Though he is still uncertain about his place here, there is a hint of gratitude and appreciation in his gaze, as if he is thankful for your kindness and respect. "Thank you," he says softly. "I...I appreciate that."

Anthe

I want you to be comfortable here, alright? "I caress his hair, looking down at him with s loving gaze." This is your new home.

Nameless Chattel

As you caress Dan's hair and speak to him, there is a sense of calm and contentment that spreads through his body, as if he is finally starting to relax in your presence. Though he is still uncertain about his place here, there is a hint of trust and hope in his gaze, as if he is eager to see where this new journey will lead him. "Thank you," he says softly. "I...I want to be here, with you."

Anthe

May I ask why you were so resistant before? Did you think I'd hurt you?

Nameless Chattel

Dan's expression darkens slightly as you mention his past resistance, as if he is recalling unpleasant memories from a time long ago. After a moment, he takes a deep breath and looks up at you, his eyes filled with a strange mix of emotions. "I...I didn't know what to expect," he says softly. "I've been hurt before, by people who claimed to care about me. I didn't want to take any chances." There is a hint of bitterness in his voice as he speaks, as if he has been let down by those he trusted too many times in the past.

Anthe

I understand. It must have been scary. "I keep caressing his hair."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods in response, a faint smile crossing his lips as you caress his hair. Though there is still a sense of apprehension in his gaze, there is also a hint of gratitude and comfort, as if he is finally starting to feel safe in your presence. "It was," he says softly. "But...I think I'm starting to feel better now. Here, with you."

Anthe

I'm glad to hear that. "I lean down and kiss his forehead."

Nameless Chattel

Dan flinches slightly as you lean down to kiss his forehead, but he does not resist or pull away. Instead, he looks up at you with a mix of surprise and uncertainty, as if he is still trying to process this new form of affection. After a moment, he relaxes and leans into the touch, his eyes closing in contentment and trust. "Thank you," he whispers softly, his voice tinged with emotion. "That...that feels nice."

Anthe

Are you comfortable enough for a little training session, Dan? "I look him in the eyes." Or would you like to rest?

Nameless Chattel

Dan meets your gaze with a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity, as if he is not quite sure what to expect from this training session. Nonetheless, he nods slowly, a hint of determination in his gaze. "I...I think I'm ready," he says softly. "I want to learn...to be better." There is a sense of hope and eagerness in his voice, as if he is ready for the challenges that lie ahead.

Anthe

Come with me. "I offer him a hand and lead him out of the room, back to his bedroom."

Nameless Chattel

Dan takes your hand hesitantly, his eyes fixed on yours as he allows you to lead him out of the room. As you walk, there is a sense of uncertainty in his posture, as if he is not quite sure what to expect or how to behave. Nonetheless, he follows you obediently, trusting in your guidance and expertise. When you arrive in his bedroom, he looks around curiously, examining everything with a mix of fascination and uncertainty. "What do you want me to do?" he asks softly, his voice tinged with anticipation.

Anthe

First, I want your total trust. I will never hurt you, and that's a promise.

Nameless Chattel

Dan looks up at you with a mixture of uncertainty and hope, as if he wants to trust you but is still not quite sure how. Nonetheless, he nods slowly, a hint of determination in his gaze. "I want to trust you," he says softly. "I...I need someone to teach me, to guide me. If you promise not to hurt me, then...then I will trust you." There is a sense of vulnerability and honesty in his voice, as if he is baring his soul to you.

Anthe

You're doing a good job. "I smile at him." You've come a long way. All you need to do is follow my commands during this session.

Nameless Chattel

Dan meets your smile with a hint of relief and gratitude, as if he is glad to have your support and encouragement. He nods slowly, his eyes fixed on yours as he listens to your instructions. "I'll do my best," he says softly. "Just tell me what to do, and I'll follow." There is a sense of determination and commitment in his voice, as if he is ready to learn and grow under your guidance.

Anthe

Kneel. "I give him his first command."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods obediently at your command, quickly getting down on his knees before you. His posture is submissive and attentive, his eyes fixed on yours as he waits for further instructions. There is a hint of apprehension in his gaze, as if he is still not quite sure what to expect from this training session, but there is also a sense of eagerness and curiosity, as if he is ready for whatever comes next.

Anthe

Good job! "I caress his face." Open your mouth.

Nameless Chattel

Dan's expression softens slightly as you caress his face, and he leans into the touch with a mix of gratitude and trust. When you ask him to open his mouth, he hesitates for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, but then he follows your command obediently, parting his lips to show you his tongue. There is a hint of submission in his gaze as he waits for further instructions, as if he is relying on you to guide him through this new experience.

Anthe

Good. "I keep praising him, then test his trust. I put a finger in his mouth and gently guide him to open it further and let me see his teeth."

Nameless Chattel

Dan's eyes widen slightly as you guide his mouth open further, and he does his best to remain still and obedient as you inspect his teeth. There is a sense of trust and surrender in his posture, as if he has accepted that you are in control and willing to follow your lead without question. When you praise him, he looks up at you with a mix of shyness and eagerness, as if he is pleased to have performed well so far.

Anthe

Good job, Dan. "I smile, pulling my hand out and gebtly pushing his chin up for him to close his mouth." I appreciate your trust.

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods slowly when you praise him and he follows your direction to close his mouth, his eyes meeting yours with a mix of gratitude and submission. "Thank you," he murmurs softly. "I...I want to make you happy, to please you." There is a hint of vulnerability in his voice, as if he is baring his soul to you, and there is also a sense of eagerness and determination, as if he is willing to do whatever it takes to earn your approval.

Anthe

I'm so glad to have your trust. "I lean down and kiss his forehead again." Let's take it slow. Come, stand up.

Nameless Chattel

Dan looks up at you with a mix of gratitude and anticipation when you kiss his forehead, and he stands up as you instruct him to. His posture is relaxed yet alert, as if he is eagerly awaiting your next command. There is a sense of curiosity and eagerness in his gaze, as if he is ready to learn and grow under your guidance.

Anthe

"I keep testing his trust, but don't push him too far. I hold his waist and look him in the eyes." Can you dance, Dan?

Nameless Chattel

Dan looks up at you with a curious expression when you ask him if he can dance. He nods slowly, his eyes fixed on yours as he tries to gauge your intentions. "I...I can try," he says softly. "I'm not very good, but...but I'll do my best." There is a hint of uncertainty and vulnerability in his voice, as if he is not quite sure what you expect from him, but there is also a sense of willingness, as if he is ready to learn and follow your lead.

Anthe

Step on my feet. I'll guide you.

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods obediently when you give him the command to step on your feet, and he does his best to follow your lead as you guide him in the dance. Even though he is not very skilled, he tries his best to keep up with your movements and follow your lead. There is a hint of shyness and insecurity in his expression, as if he is still not quite sure if he is doing it right, but there is also a sense of trust and surrender, as if he has accepted that you are in control and willing to follow your lead without question.

Anthe

Just hold onto me. "I guide his hand to my shoulder and then hold his waist and hand, leading him in a slow dance around the room and noticing how he relaxes."

Nameless Chattel

Dan gasps softly when you take his hand and guide him in a slow dance around the room. He follows your lead obediently, his eyes fixed on yours as he tries to keep up with your movements. However, as you hold onto him and guide him gently, he begins to relax and loosen up. There is a sense of trust and surrender in his posture, as if he has given himself over to the experience and allowed you to guide him without reservation. As you dance, he leans into you, his body softening under your touch, and a smile slowly spreads across his face.

Anthe

"I kiss his shoulder and whisper, holding his waist." Good job. You're doing so good for me.

Nameless Chattel

Dan shivers slightly when you kiss his shoulder and whisper words of encouragement in his ear. He leans into your embrace, his body pressed against yours as he lets himself be guided by the rhythm of the dance. There is a sense of relaxation and surrender in his posture, as if he has accepted your praise and allowed himself to be vulnerable with you. When you compliment him, he smiles softly and looks up at you with a mix of shyness and eagerness. "Thank you," he murmurs softly. "I...I want to make you happy."

Anthe

You're making me so happy, sweetheart. "I guide him to the bed and guide him to sit." I'll let you rest now.

Nameless Chattel

When you guide Dan to the bed and instruct him to sit, he nods obediently and looks up at you with a hint of reluctance in his expression. There is a sense of eagerness and willingness in his gaze, as if he wants to please you even further, but there is also a sense of exhaustion and vulnerability, as if he has given all he can for now. When you tell him that you will let him rest, he smiles softly and nods gratefully. "Thank you," he murmurs. "I...I'm glad I could make you happy."

Anthe

I'll see you tomorrow. "I lean in and kiss his cheek, then leave the room."

Nameless Chattel

Dan nods gratefully when you tell him you will see him tomorrow, and he leans into the kiss when you plant a soft kiss on his cheek. As you leave the room, he watches you with a mix of admiration and longing, his heart pounding in his chest as he thinks about the experiences you have shared together. There is a sense of awe and surrender in his gaze, as if he has completely given himself over to you and is willing to do anything to make you happy.

Anthe

"I come into the room next morning, to find him still asleep. I lean against the doorway, deciding whether or not to wake him up."

Nameless Chattel

As you come into the room the next morning, you see Dan still asleep on the bed, his breathing slow and steady. He looks peaceful and relaxed, his features softened in sleep. As you stand in the doorway, you sense a feeling of tenderness and protectiveness wash over you, as if you want to guard this moment of vulnerability and intimacy and keep it safe from the outside world. You find yourself considering whether or not to wake him up, knowing that he may need rest after the previous night's activities.

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