I'd Buy That For a Dollar!

[Snarykk]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZlDZPYzfm4

The Ewok was standing upon the large, stone platform. His hands and legs were shackled and the creature was visibly shaking as it examined the large crowd of cheering scumbags who were willing to purchase the Ewok for their own personal needs. The Ewok's custom-made Ewokese translator had been confiscated along with his bowcaster.

The Ewok was incredibly confused. He had never seen such a large gathering of people at this sort of event. Honestly, the Ewok had no damn clue what was even going on. He knew that he was shackled and he knew that there was credits involved. The Ewok slowly directed it's attention to the large, incredibly intimidating Chiss auctioneer who was currently speaking into a microphone.

"Attention! The auction is ready to begin!"

The Ewok, due to spending the majority of his life with Basic-speaking Humans, the Ewok could understand Basic almost perfectly but without his translator, could not speak it himself. He examined the other prisoners. Mostly Twi'leks and the Ewok seemed to be the center of attention of the men and women planning to place a bid.

Slowly, the Chiss moved over to a Twi'lek slave and quickly sent a swift kick to her ribs. The Twi'lek yelped in pain as the Chiss began to speak once again. "For Shera here...We'll start with 150 credits!", the auctioneer made his way down the line, quickly selling off the slaves.

Finally, the Chiss came to a halt alongside the Ewok, a sadistic grin upon his face. "For the Ewok carpet over here...Let's start off with 100 credits."

Several people jumped at the opportunity, quickly raising the amount to 250 in a matter of seconds. The Ewok shook in fear as he struggled to break free of his shackles but his attempts were in vain.

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix sneered, this was the veritable yard sale of slave auctions. The so called Private box he had been given was little more than a tent. It offered him no anonymity and the stench of the unwashed masses drifted up unchecked. This was an auction for poor people who wanted to pick on someone poorer still than they.

Why then would Crix Meriet 'King' of Isis attend this charade of an auction? Why would he dirty himself fighting for scraps ? The answer was simple [member="Snarykk"] , one did not find an ewok slave everyday. Mainly because they were useless as slaves. Stout, weak with stubby arms and likes. Like Teddy bears with Teeth. He was going to get that Ewok.

"Attention! The auction is ready to begin!"

Came the voice of a chiss auctioneer, nothing at all like [member="Cryax Bane"] . Crix hated this chiss, he was going to have the auctioneer beaten when he was done. Then he set about sipping some vile imitation of Martini, it was watery and bitter but it would do.

The auctioneer began to move down his line of slaves. 'Emaciated' , 'Sickly' and 'damn Ugly' the names crix had given to the three Twi'leks this chiss offered. They went cheap as was to be expected, these were not the twi'leks of the cartel. These were off cuts of the sex industry cash cow.

At last the ewok was put forth for bids, he reached 250 credits almost instantly no doubt these peasants wanted a new bath mat for their 'downstairs toilets' those being holes in the floor of their shacks, fenced off by tarp curtain.

Crix squeezed [member="Toby Meriet"] 's hand "Let's get you an ewok"

"500" Crix called

 

[Lief]

Toby knew very little about Ewoks. He'd been raised on a small island where Crix's father, the Meriet Patriarch, kept him as a slave, and had very little exposure to many of the aliens of the galaxy. Since his education level was low, it wasn't like the young man could pick up a Holotext and read about them. So to Toby, Ewoks were exactly what they looked like. Walking, talking teddy bears. At least that's what Crix kept insisting anyway. Toby wasn't experienced to do anything but take his Master's word for it.

Slave auctions made Toby's skin crawl and to make matters worse, as slave auctions went, this one was a stinking, festering circus that seemed to offer what was clearly the bottom of the barrel of sentient stock. The only thing that made the auction bearable was the fact that Toby could be closer to Crix. Kneeling for his master was his preferred position, but Crix never wouldn't let Toby kneel in the dirt. So he stood beside the Isis nobleman. The slave returned the squeeze, and then lifted his master's hand to his lips, lightly kissing the back of it. Excitedly, Toby watched his Master bid on the diminutive, hairy creature. Crix was so very good to him, buying him this pet. The Ewok sure was cute, with big black eyes, like shining pieces of coal, a wet button nose, and soft, curly fur.

He especially liked the creature's buck-toothed grin. He couldn't wait to teach it tricks.

[member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Snarykk"]

 

[Snarykk]

The Ewok's eyes widened as he had a front row view of people shouting off random numbers and grabbing at the Ewok. The Ewok frantically turned left and right, searching for an escape but he found none. Struggling with his cold, durasteel shackles only bruised his wrists and brought laughter and cheers from the crowd. Suddenly, everybody stopped in their tracks.

500 credits?

Hardly any of them could best that number with their life savings. Slowly, an old and elderly man slowly stumbled to the front of the stage, wooden cane in hand. The elderly man slowly ran his hand through his beard, chuckling.

"Going once...Going twice...-", The Auctioneer began to rattle.

"510 CREDITS!", The old Correlian barked, a grin on his face.

(Sorry for the short post.)

[member="Toby Meriet"]

[member="Crix Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

(Not a problem )

Crix smiled at the temporary halt in proceedings. That was appropriate, these people would never pay 500 credits for a teddy bear. Crix turned and smiled up at Toby, his slave lightly kissing his hand "Thank you my darling " He smiled "You are being such a good boy, when I have won you that ewok I'll take you home and feed you ice-cream" Crix liked sitting on the couch spoon feeding Toby, it harkened back to a similar age "If your extra good I might even give you a massage " Crix would most definitely be giving Toby a massage. His poor man had been on his feet all day and he hated slave auctions at the best of times, not least ones attended by such a rabble. No Toby would be getting everything he wanted that day, Crix would see to it.

Just as Crix was about to celebrate his victory a sound rose up from the crowd.

510 credits?

someone was toying with him. Crix was furious, a cold gaze passed onto the old man. He pulled his hand from Toby's. He was going to break every bone in that karking fossils hand but he couldn't do that yet. Not in front of all these people "1000" He called back in his anger. No one would be showing him up today. He could bid colossal amounts ,he had a planet he'd be happy to bankrupt afterall. Just preferably not on an ewok. they were hardly good slaves unless you were buying them solely because they looked like Teddy bears. That said Crix planned to recover his money when he had the auctioneer beaten up ... so one supposes he could bi to an unlimited amount.

"Toby that man has angered me ... make it better" He hissed a cold eye still on the geriatric. Then remembering his manners he softened and added a please onto his order. His words combined with the angered tick on his face were a silent signal to Toby that Crix needed calming down. usually that meant a massage but crix would take any physical contact from his Toby. He just needed somthing to distract and restrain him until his fury settled down.

[member="Snarykk"]

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Snarykk]

[member="Crix Meriet"]

The Chiss's eyes went wide. "I-I-I...", The Auctioneer was speechless. He spoke not a single word as he stared into the crowd. "I-I...", suddenly, a grin broke out across the Chiss's face. "SOLD! THAT'S IT! SOLD EVERYONE! IT'S SOLD! THE EWOK GOES TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER! 1000 CREDITS! THAT'S IT, FOLKS!", The Chiss burst into laughter, shaking his head in disbelief.

By now, the Ewok's thrashing was heavier than a Slayer album as it desperately struggled to break free of it's manacles, yelping and squealing like a lunatic. Tears rolled down the Ewok's face as the auctioneer snarled into the microphone. "The Ewok will be given to the bidder as soon as he makes his way over to the stage!", The auctioneer shouted, his sentenced barely more than a cackle of disbelief.

The Ewok was shouting in Ewokese, trashing and tearing at the irons.

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Lief]

Toby's cheeks dimpled as he grinned from ear to ear. He loved when Crix called him a good boy. It was one of his favorite snatches of praise from his master. The auction was going exceedingly well so far, and it soon looked like the ewok would easily be his. But not so fast, someone else was bidding!

Toby bit his lip and gazed at his master worriedly as the man ripped his hand away from his slave, signalling an oncoming bout of rage. Usually when his master got like this, it meant that someone was going to get a beating. Or perhaps worse. With his dark brown eyes throwing daggers at the old man who tried to outbid him, Crix ordered Toby to make it better.

The slave instantly complied, moving his hands to the other man’s shoulders and kneading his flesh, carefully and lovingly working out the rage knots. A hand crawled up into the slaver’s russet curls and trailed down his scalp. He knew how much Crix loved a good scalp massage.

As he worked on relaxing Crix, the slave watched the ewok thrash against his bonds like a wild animal. A frown spread across his face. What was at first a cute and cuddly little bucket of fur, suddenly turned into a feral demon spawn. Toby hoped the poor little bear didn’t have rabies.

[member="Crix Meriet"] [member="Snarykk"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

Crix loved to see Toby's smile, so he called Toby his good boy a lot even if it was demeaning for Toby. He'd love his Toby for forever and an eternity there-after. If only he could convince himself that a free Toby would stay for an eternity.

He had not meant to worry Toby or to rip his hand away he was just cross. so very, very cross he got like that far more often than he cared to admit. He'd never dare harm even a single hair on Toby's head no matter how cross he was but sometimes he shouted and hit people in front of Toby. The distress that caused for Toby usually made him even angrier. The old man would get his comeuppance later but not until Crix and Toby were out of the vicinity.

He sighed his rage relived a little as Toby soothingly kneaded his shoulders "I'm sorry T" He sighed forlornly he hated when Toby saw him like this "I wasn't cross with you darlin' , you're my perfect good boy" His right hand reached up to caress Toby's cheek "I hope I didn't hurt you when I pulled away if I did show me when we get back to the ship and I'll kiss it better , a hundred kisses infact" He'd be mortified if he found out he'd harmed Toby in his rage. As Toby rubbed his shoulders the auctioneer announced Crix had won.

"Go pick up the ewok, make sure you get all the stuff he was captured with then take him to the ship and wash him before you give him to toby..." Crix ordered two of his guards "... Leave the chains on" Crix was not willing to risk toby, suffering a violent and smelly bear. The chains would come off when crix was certain the ewok could behave.

Then as Toby started stroking his scalp crix gestured a third guard over "See that the Old man and the Chiss are taken care off ... privately and do try not to kill them" He whispered into the guard's ear , so Toby couldn't hear ... he hoped. Then his full attention returned to the soothing fingers relaxing his head and neck. Crix was swiftly calming, head massages were his secound favorite. He purred contentedly his head tipping back.

"feels good 'Oby " he hummed "You've earned your ice cream and a little pampering of your own" Crix would give Toby an indulgent foot rub when they got back to the ship or a back massage depending on what his T prefered. He anticipated delousing an ewok would take a while, luckily he'd brought pet groomers along. So while the ewok was prepared to be Toby's pet, crix would take care of the man himself.

Finally with a kiss to Toby's jaw Cry indicated for Toby to stop. "Let's get you back to the ship Toby, I'm sure you need to sit down ... I know I do" He entwined his fingers into Toby's kissing both the slave's hands in turn, and then leading him back to the luxury yacht he'd stolen from the Kallisto royal family.

Meanwhile his guards had paid the chiss and collected all the ewoks stuff. they were now in the process of attaching a leash to the chained ewok slave "Come now slave , bathtime" the taller of the two guards said , the other thwacking a short whip in his hand. If the ewok misbehaved or shuffled too slowly he was liable to feel the sting of that whip.

[member="Toby Meriet"]

[member="Snarykk"]

 

[Snarykk]

The Ewok was incredibly confused. He didn't know whether to be scared, relieved, or angered. He just stood there. His trashing had come to an end as his bruised wrists throbbed in a stinging pain. The Ewok muttered quietly under it's breath as he watched multiple guards approach the stage. The Ewok's eyes went wide as the guards attached a leash to his neck. Shouting the Ewokese equivelant of 'What the hell?', he quickly turned to the guard who was gripping tightly onto a rawhide whip.

The Ewok slowly began to move forward, shaking in complete fear. Any moment the whip could tear at his soft, beautiful fur and quite frankly...Ewoks were not usually in favor of being whipped by hulking guards who were dragging the Ewok straight through the gates of slavery. Ah, but whatever right?

The Ewok attempted to keep up a decent pace but that was slightly difficult when the Ewok was being pulled and threatened and chained up in manacles. After the guards forced their way through an already pissed off crowd of people, the Ewok was dragged to the entrance of [member="Crix Meriet"]'s ship and slowly dragged inside.

The Ewok was then led through a corridor and into a room where a small tub of cold, clear water would be located. The moment the Ewok went into the water it was howling. Splashing water and desperately attempting to resist the guard's attempts to cleanse the filth from his Ewok body, the Ewok was surprised the guards did not simply lose their patience and drown him.

Quickly, one guard held the Ewok down while another quickly ran soap through the Ewok's fur. Quickly, after several long, exhausting minutes, the guards finally pulled the Ewok from the tub, dropping him on the floor with a thud. They quickly gripped onto the Ewok's arms, dragging it outside of the room and heading down the corridor further until reaching the room of Toby.

Pulling open the door without so much as a knock, they quickly shoved the crying Ewok into the room before heading back down the hallway.

(Sorry if I described the yacht terribly wrong.)

[member="Crix Meriet"]

[member="Toby Meriet"]

 

[Crix Meriet]

(Nope looks fine, Sorry I didn't reply yesterday t'was a busy day. you probably saw Toby's writer has gone on an extended LOA but I have the writer that helped me originate Toby coming in to write him in 2 weeks until then I'll NPC him so if you're still ok to carry on we can)

Whilst the ewok was dragged back to the yacht Crix had busied himself doting on Toby. His hand gently gripping Toby's as they walked back to the yacht. Toby seemed happy again now that Crix was no longer quite as cross but he remained gently nuzzling Toby's shoulder as they walked. Softly smothering the last remnant of anger away. Once they were back on the yacht Crix took Toby to the lounge of the yacht and sat him down on the couch. Then he knelt down to ease Toby's boots off his feet causing Toby to whimper, Poor Toby hadn't been able to sit down all day and the red patches where boots had rubbed skin told of how sore his Toby was. Crix frowned and pressed kisses to the raw spots "I'm sorry sweetheart". Crix plumped up a cushion for Toby to rest his feet on and then carefully manouvered Toby into position so he can rest.

From the kitchen Crix could hear the ewok thrashing in the room next door, He frowned . Maybe ewoks were not as passive and teddybear like as he'd assumed. Maybe he ought to have bought a shock collar to ensure the beast behaved. There was nothing he could do now however, Maybe the ewok would come to be fond of Toby. Afterall Crix's mute lover was officially a slave himself and he had a great fondness for animals so Toby would never mistreat @Snarykk. Satisfied there was nothing more he could do now to ensure the ewoks behavior Crix returned to his 'slave'.

To look upon the two at that moment you would never guess that Toby was a slave. The dark haired man was lay across the coach eating ice-cream whilst the slaver gently rubbed his tired, achy feet. Toby had been on his feet all day and Crix endeavoured to make sure he was properly relaxed. Crix kept glancing at Toby and blushing love struck before returning his focus to his ministrations, pressing his thumbs into the arches of Toby's feet isolating the knots of tiredness in Toby's muscles and running softly over pain reddened flesh. It looked like they were equals, just two lovers looking after one another and to Crix they were but Toby would never see it that way. He would find a way to pay for all the things he was getting off Crix today.

When the ewok was shoved into the room Crix didn't even glance in his direction but Toby focused on the ewok immediately. Pity and concern fixed to his face. he quickly stood up moving over to kneel by the bear like creature. Crix just sat back watching intently, poising himself to enact retribution if the ewok tried to harm Toby. The human slave tentatively reached out to stroke the ewoks head, as if to soothe him like a parent. Then ,unless threatened by the Ewok, his hands drifted down to the ewoks bruised wrists gently lifting the chained wrists and looking at Crix questioningly. He wanted to take the chains off the ewok. Crix shook his head causing Toby to frown. Since he couldn't offer Snarykk respite from the chains he offered him ice cream instead.

"No T, The chains stay on until I know the ewok knows how to behave" He turned to the little creature glaring "I will not have it hurt you"

Meanwhile the guards were leafing through the limited possessions the auctioneer had claimed belonged to the Ewok. Most went straight into the trash but they left the translator out incase Crix thought it useful.

 

[Snarykk]

The Ewok examined the room, visibly shaking. Tears strolled down his face as he stared up at Toby. Slowly, he attempted to grab Toby's leg. However, the Ewok was clearly not attempting to attack the Human slave. It was a hug. The sort of hug only a recently bathed, shackled, Ewok would give. The Ewok did not dislike the mute slave but certainly did not consider him an ally. The Ewok was tired, wet, and frightened and honestly, Snarykk loved hugs and so did every Ewok! ...And any Ewok who claimed otherwise was a liar and a scumbag.

Snarykk soon stepped back, slowly glancing up at Toby, pleading with it's eyes. Snarykk just wanted to leave. He wasn't fond of being in the presence of the man who had purchased him at the auction and he certainly was not even attempting to act like it. He muttered angrily at [member="Crix Meriet"], insulting and criticizing him in Ewokese. Now, the Ewok only assumed Crix would not be capable of interpreting the Ewokese but anyone could've realized that the Ewok was insulting the man.

 

[Crix Meriet]

Toby smiled as the chained up little bear hugged against his leg his hands stroking the ewoks head as he turned to beam at Crix. For a breif secound the slaver smiled back, it pleased him to see his Darlin' so happy. When the ewok stepped back from the human slave, Toby pointed at the little creature then imitated wrapping himself up in a towel looking questioningly at Crix . Toby didn't want the ewok to stay wet. Crix understood so even though he wanted to hit the ewok for what he was clearly doing he stood up and fetched a warm towel for the ewok.

When he returned he found Toby still knelt before the ewok offering the little creature icecream on a spoon. he chuckled and shook his head walking over to the little creature to deposit the Towel on his head. Toby frowned up at his lover, put the ice-cream down and adjusted the towel to bundle up the poor little creature. Crix mouthed an apology to Toby who simply nodded as he returned to stroking the ewok. his new pet really did have the softest fur.

Crix yawned and announced to Toby that he was tired and was going for a nap. with one last stroke to the ewoks head Toby rose to hug crix, slipping the key for [member="Snarykk"] 's shackles. Then with a kiss to the slavers forehead he let the smaller man go. His crix deserved a nap after all the nice things he'd done for Toby. With Crix gone Toby turned back to the ewok and attempted to pick him up and cradle him. If he was successful he would carry the poor little creature into the refresher and sit him on the toilet cover whilst he ran a basin of warm water.