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interstellar902102015-12-28 10:57 am
giglio_madonna) wrote in interstellar902102015-12-28 10:57 am
when fandom gets inspired
Holy Chains by BloodRuby
Junkyard Carnival (band), Flowers Over Bones (band)
No Archive Warnings Apply, Luci/Luce, Luce (FoB), Lucifer (Junkyard Carnival), Master/Slave, Hurt/Comfort, Femslash, Rarepair, community: sinnerandthesaint, Lux2, Porn With Plot, Corruption Kink, Consensual Possession, Bathing/Washing, Luci is Hot in Leather, background Yuffie/Xanxus, Gay Harem Flashstep, Alternate Universe
Summary________________________________
When Lucifer, reigning empress of the infamous Junkyard Carnival, had made a bid on a woman with a similar name, she had done it more on an amused whim than to be serious.
Yet to her surprise, her request has been accepted. Curiosity only peeked further, Luci is curious to see just how long this new pet can last in the Carnival and what exactly she can teach her...
Inspired by the recent Leather Battle.
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The seller's hall was an expansive place, a yawning room with a ceiling higher than some buildings and the length of which take an entire day to traverse without stopping. Despite such massive and imposing size, it never ceased to be filled to the brim with various trainers and the slaves in their care. To Lucifer's well experienced eyes, all was as set up as it always was- as common and unoriginal as the oxygen she breathed. She had wandered and window shopped for the better part of a good few hours now, dressed resplendently in all white and gathering attention from whoever laid eyes upon the leather jacket she wore upon which the curves of her bare chest peeked out. Yet in all those hours, despite her need for another slave that would last any time at all against the Carnival's games, she had not found one which would impress her.
Something caught her eye, however, and she gave a pause to glance over the lineup of slaves of this particular trainer. Every single one was cleaned moderately well, lounging on chairs which seemed as though they had seen their fair share of use. The one which had her rarely won attention, however, was an older woman with eyes deeper than the blue of any ocean and who wore her plain slave's dress with a grace befitting royalty. No doubt it was her age which kept her there with no requests bid upon her person, which was of a note enough, but it was the name displayed upon the pages presented at the stall which amused Lucifer.
She beckoned to the trainer manning the stall, and nodded to the woman who had gotten her attention.
Junkyard Carnival (band), Flowers Over Bones (band)
No Archive Warnings Apply, Luci/Luce, Luce (FoB), Lucifer (Junkyard Carnival), Master/Slave, Hurt/Comfort, Femslash, Rarepair, community: sinnerandthesaint, Lux2, Porn With Plot, Corruption Kink, Consensual Possession, Bathing/Washing, Luci is Hot in Leather, background Yuffie/Xanxus, Gay Harem Flashstep, Alternate Universe
Summary________________________________
Yet to her surprise, her request has been accepted. Curiosity only peeked further, Luci is curious to see just how long this new pet can last in the Carnival and what exactly she can teach her...
Inspired by the recent Leather Battle.
_________________________________________________________
The seller's hall was an expansive place, a yawning room with a ceiling higher than some buildings and the length of which take an entire day to traverse without stopping. Despite such massive and imposing size, it never ceased to be filled to the brim with various trainers and the slaves in their care. To Lucifer's well experienced eyes, all was as set up as it always was- as common and unoriginal as the oxygen she breathed. She had wandered and window shopped for the better part of a good few hours now, dressed resplendently in all white and gathering attention from whoever laid eyes upon the leather jacket she wore upon which the curves of her bare chest peeked out. Yet in all those hours, despite her need for another slave that would last any time at all against the Carnival's games, she had not found one which would impress her.
Something caught her eye, however, and she gave a pause to glance over the lineup of slaves of this particular trainer. Every single one was cleaned moderately well, lounging on chairs which seemed as though they had seen their fair share of use. The one which had her rarely won attention, however, was an older woman with eyes deeper than the blue of any ocean and who wore her plain slave's dress with a grace befitting royalty. No doubt it was her age which kept her there with no requests bid upon her person, which was of a note enough, but it was the name displayed upon the pages presented at the stall which amused Lucifer.
She beckoned to the trainer manning the stall, and nodded to the woman who had gotten her attention.