{"sf1_id":754012,"sf2_id":null,"title":"For Sale - RP Starter","author":"CubbyAidyn","words":1050,"posted_at":"2014-09-08T01:01:00.000Z","tags":["Cub","Jaguar","Master/Pet","Master/Slave","No-Yiff","RP","Roleplay","Roleplaying","Slavery","Underage","Yiff","kidnapping","pet"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/754012-for-sale-rp-starter","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/754012","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=754012\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"This is just something to 'wet your whistle' as they say. It's a starter for an rp, and I'm very interested in continuing it with you. If you are interested, you can look at my F-List (https://www.f-list.net/c/blaze%20jagged/) mostly to see what I won't do. That is not a complete list of the kinks that I AM interested in, so don't worry too much about that. However, either way, I don't bite, so it never hurts to drop me a message to at least say hi!","content":"All that he could see was darkness. The cold, silent, and\nstill air of his new environment was nerve-racking, chilling him down to the\nvery bone. Was this what death felt like? Did he really die?Those were the first thoughts in\nthe young jaguar's head, but his thoughts shifted to another subject as soon as\nhis right front paw moved and a clanging of metal on metal broke the silence\nand rang out through the empty air. Chains? The other paw moved as well with\nthe same audible result. The cub was chained to something; the only question\nwas: 'to what?'  The good news was that\nthis meant he couldn't have been dead, right? Unless he hadn't been as good a\ncub as he had thought and instead of going to paradise, he ended up in the\nother place. No! That couldn't be it! He was a good cub! He always obeyed and\nonly hit another fur just once before! His mind then began racing back to try\nto remember how he had gotten into this mess.~ ~ ~Blaze grew up like most of the felines around his village -\nin the orphanage. You see, in a country run by a family of wolves, cats weren't\ntypically high on the social hierarchy. Most felines around the area were poor\nand sickly, many living in the streets and alleyways while others lived as\nservants or slaves to the higher class. No matter what their situation,\nhowever, it was rare for any feline to be treated properly. Blaze came into the\nworld as a product of one of the more common mistreatments of felines: his\nmother was a young servant to a higher class male fox, who at one point in time,\nfound the young female cat to be quite ravishing. Taking advantage of her wasn't\nhard, and a few months after that incident, Blaze entered the cruel world. His\nmother obviously could not afford to keep and raise him, and even if she could,\nshe wasn't sure she wanted to look at his face every day to be reminded of the way\nhe was created. So she brought him to one of the only orphanages around that\nwould accept feline cubs, and that's where he stayed for 10 years. Life in the orphanage was a little tough, but not horrible\ncompared to what others had to go through. Sure, he got into quite a few\nfights, he was teased and picked on, but Blaze always had food and at the very\nleast a blanket to sleep on.  His friends\nwere few in number, though, and it appeared as though not even the Mistress of\nthe orphanage seemed to care much for the young jaguar. Fortunately, that didn't\naffect his life too much. He still went to school, visited the park almost\nevery day, and even played with a few of his friends - albeit, imaginary\nfriends - on a regular basis. Everything changed though that one day! It was the last day\nof school and class had just gotten out! All of the kids had rushed out of the\nclassroom and off to their houses or to the public pool or even to the icecream\nshop. Blaze? Well, he ended up doing what he did every day, heading down to the\nnearly empty park to go sit on the swings until it started to get dark. But\ntoday was a little different. All of the other cubs had disappeared... all of\nthem off celebrating their new found freedom for the summer. The park was almost\ncompletely empty, and it had an eerie atmosphere as Blaze sat swinging along.\nThat was all he remembered; the next thing he knew, he was waking up in the\npitch black with chains around his paws.But he didn't have to wonder what had happened for long. For\nsoon, a loud creak sounded and a door about 50 feet away opened to let in a\nlittle light and a couple of deep voices. \"So how many did you catch tonight?\"\none voice asked. The young jaguar cringed back, trying to squint against the\nsudden light and take in what he could of his surroundings.\"Just one... a jaguar cub. Nothing really too impressive, but\nat least no one will come looking for him. I've been following him for some\ntime, no parents and no friends. No one will even know he is gone,\" it took\nBlaze a moment to process what the other voice had said since he was focused on\nlooking around the rather large ware-house type room. He could make out cages\nalong the walls and stacked up among the middle of the room - most were empty\nbut some had a few young furs like him. \"Jaguar? Well, at least it's one of the more rare felines. I'd\nsay we might be able to get a hundred or so gold pieces out of him,\" the first\nvoice came again with the sound of pawsteps. Blaze pulled at the chains on his\npaws again to try to find where they were attached. Since he wasn't in a cage\nlike the others, those chains were the only things holding him back.\"I say we put a starting price of 150 gold, but our minimum\nis 80,\" the second voice came again with a growl. \"The chloroform itself was\nworth about 15 gold... so the cub must be at least worth 65.\" Suddenly, Blaze\nturned back from trying to find where the chains were attacked to in the\ndarkness to see that the two voices belonged to two large Dobermans. Both were\ntowering over the half-naked cub. \"Eh, he's young... worth 60. Our minimum is 75,\" the first Doberman\nsighed, turning back around to start walking back to the door. He had seen his\nnew prize, and wasn't too impressed. Then again, he normally did go for the\nolder, curvy females, but fortunately for him, some of his clients didn't. \"We\nshould get ready, we open for business in 15 minutes...\"(So what will happen to Blaze? Will he be rescued or bought?\nLoved or lusted after? Pet, slave, or cub? This is really all up to you.\nGranted, this was written with yiff in mind, however, it can also be a\nnon-sexual roleplay.  Message me if you\nare interested.)"}