Eclipse' Gift

(16:57:56 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .


SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat



-[Outpost Docks]-
-Stretched around the outer area of the Outpost, is a small set of docks, you can tie up your skiff,s and head up the stairs, you may be charged a fee if the proprietor thinks about it. -
says to ALL: Having arrived at the docks, I looked around the area, to see if in fact Eclipse had been brought back by Stannis and Bjorn.



(16:59:23 )
..::*Regulators' Chicanery*::..



Eclipse
|Property of Shade|
|Restricted|Outlaw Pass Outpost-IC|

-[Outpost Deck]-
-Surrounded by all that nature has to offer, overlooking the murky waters -
says to . . Outpost Regulator. .: yep I had been , I was kneeling around this particular area watching a few things. You know watching the world fall away ... just sitting on the deck of the swamp .. wasting timeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee... or something of the nature .. lol



(17:07:23 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .


SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat



-[Outpost Deck]-
-Surrounded by all that nature has to offer, overlooking the murky waters -
says to ..::*Regulators' Chicane: I looked up from the docks to where I stood, I could hear something above me on the deck, it wasn’t long before I had ascended the two tier staircase, my right hand slowly sliding over the bannister. It was then Shade had moved in front of you, he moved towards a hearth there, you could see the heat rolling off of the top of it, there is an opening in the front, you could see the hot embers into it, but within it was that of an iron. The iron had a three spiralling circles joining together. This image has been found on several objects in the Outpost, it is the symbol that Shade uses for the Regulators, but it is also the fabled rune for the Infinis Iniq something Shade is truly passionate about, so all in the swamps then knew, he had taken the mark as his brand. Those of the swamps would know the mark, outside of the swamps many would possibly think it was a unique design, perhaps someone of the Artisan Caste had claimed it, no one would think an Outlaw claimed that mark has his own. Shade move around, looking at the straps, they were clean of any debris, soft lart skin used for the cuffs and shackles. Upon the table near the branding rack, was that of a leg splitter, but also allowed the legs to keep firm in their confines. There was a strap for the head, ankles, shins, tights, abdomen, wrists, arms, and head. IT was designed so the subject would not be able to move. I reached for my gloves; I took out the iron, looked at it, and stuck it back into the embers. The dust rose, with bits of embers soaring into the sky, before going out and floating on the breeze.

I looked to the proprietor as he was standing in the window, “Guard, what is your name?” I asked, I needed to know, I couldn’t just say hey you, but it’s been working thus far.
The man glared at me, “I have been in your employ for three years, and you forget my name.” he spit to the ground.
I shrugged, “I blame my old age” it was worth a shot.
“Shade, I am Varis, you would of thought you would of remembered whom I was, “ he shook his head.
Varis had a temper too him, as I looked away, “Varis, you have my sympathies, gather me a bucket of clean water” I said to the man. He nodded in return.
Varis, he was bald, and no more than five foot four inches in height, I had wondered by the southern name would have been given to a man of his stature.
But I paid no mind, as it was several ehn before Varis had returned, and saw what was about to happen. He placed the bucket near the branding rack. “Thank you my friend.” I said to him.
Varis looked to Shade as if he had three heads, he shook his own, and left the area of the deck.

Looking towards Eclipse this moment, “Come Eclipse, it is time for your gift. “ I pointed to the branding rack/whipping post. I contemplated if you would run or not, but these devices can be scary. I now waited, when I pointed, for you to move into position standing on the rack.



(17:16:15 )
..::*Regulators' Chicanery*::..



Eclipse
|Property of Shade|
|Restricted|Outlaw Pass Outpost-IC|

-[Outpost Deck]-
-Surrounded by all that nature has to offer, overlooking the murky waters -
says to . . Outpost Regulator. .: I was lost in my own thoughts for the moment, of course fair and well return back to the swamp after it . Second place in kicking a ball , I shook darkened crown then .. still it was peaceful and quiet where I was kneeling everyone seemed to be doing what they were supposed to be which left me to my own devices for a little while

I had taken note of the branding iron within the flames though and of course I felt for any unfortunate soul who would gain such a thing. After all it is said to be painful , terrible .. but honestly my thoughts weren't even on that being for me .. Even if the design was pretty in its own right.. some people say that you change immediately after getting something like that on your skin and I honestly didn't even want to fathom it

Your approach brought liquid pools of cinnamon to rest upon you and your progression across that very deck. Still I was trying to tell myself that the brand wasn't for me .. it couldn't be for me .. my skin was beautiful without such a marking .. however all that fell away when you came closer to me .. my breath of course catching within my throat as my words managed to release , breasts of course offered their own tremble then while I spoke.. "My gift, Master? .. it's not " .. looks toward the brand still heating... "That is it? .. I mean my skin is beautiful enough..smooth mocha and all that ..a brand might ruin it Master" .. I was trying to talk my way out of this ..

(17:27:33 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .


SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat



-[Outpost Deck]-
-Surrounded by all that nature has to offer, overlooking the murky waters -
says to ..::*Regulators' Chicane: As you would approach the branding rack; I knew you were have a little fear within you it would only be natural. I proceeded to roll up my sleeves, I looked to Varis, and saw that Bjorn was given him the riot act, in the sense that Shade often forgets name, and the he is or I am old. “Hey I resent that” I laughed.

“Yes this gift is for you. I said it was a precious gift.” I paused.
Leading you across the deck, I lined you up with the rack, it was evident you were about to be placed within its confines, I as lead you there. I placed your form back to. I stood in front of you. The words you spoke were well and consoled upon their own, I pressed my form to yours, I reached up, there was a small chain link there, I attached it to your collar. You would hear it click in.
“Don’t move at all mine.” I said to you.
I reached down, and between my abdomen and yours, taking the leather strap, and fastening it into place.
I stepped back, taking your right arm, I pulled it out directly to your right, and laced the cuff upon your right wrist and forearm. I proceeded to the left side, pulling your left arm up, lacing up the cuff upon your left wrist and forearm.
I crouched down in front of you I took the leg spreader, I placed it between your knees, pushing them apart so that if you were to it wouldn’t truly damage you, but the leg spreader a simple piece of hard needle wood from the north lands, the strap was securely tied in place both to the left and the right knee.
I took the final straps, tying them around your thighs but not your inner left thigh, it was low left thigh were it as tied, and then around your ankles there was a tie in place.
You were now secured to the branding rack/whipping post.

Pulling on the gloves the length of the gloves went up my forearm.
“Breath slowly, and easy, no rapid breaths “ I said to you.
“This is very painful; no one will think of you any less if you scream.” It was evident you were going to scream.
Not many free or slave, having their flesh burnt the scent alone would make most people vomit.
I stirred the coals, the embers were vibrant.
You could tell this was a laid out plan as Varis had been preparing the arrival, I brought up the iron it was white hot. It was ready.
I looked to you. I held in my right hand a small piece of smooth temwood, “Do you wish to have this to bite on?” I showed you the piece of temwood.

(17:38:38 )
..::*Regulators' Chicanery*::..



Eclipse
|Property of Shade|
|Restricted|Outlaw Pass Outpost-IC|

-[Outpost Deck]-
-Surrounded by all that nature has to offer, overlooking the murky waters -
says to . . Outpost Regulator. .: and it was happening .. despite my protest I didn't want to be branded .. what slave on Gor ever really wants to be branded? .. of course I knew freedom was something that I didn't ever want again , but weren't there other ways to go about doing this? .. for some reason I thought there was well less painful ones most certainly

Of course I rose and what other choice did I have , I mean I could of ran down the steps but thus far I have proven to accept things with the grace allowed to me .. so this time wasn't any different.. bare feet meeting to mark a stumble of a path across those very planks .. hips gently guided with their own natural sway before I found myself before the rack .. it looked like a rather evil thing with all it's straps and well means to keep someone from moving

Slender spine meeting to press against harden wood then , only to feel strap after strap being placed upon my flesh in one form or another. Bite of them against tender inner thighs send a sudden hard breath to escape across lush tiers of coral.. the more I was secured the more it seemed my breathing refused to cooperate .. heavily given inhales melted away to hard pushes of exhales which filtered away from my lungs in a manner that could be seen as nearly hyperventilating. I tried to lift my head , darkened crown of glossy tendrils couldn't rise only fall back again with chain holding collar secure.

Terrified oculars of almond quietly looked down to where satiny caramel flesh of thighs were opened .. this was actually going to happen and it was then I remembered something I was told .. screaming would probably be my best option so once my chest stopped it's quickened rise and fall .. it was then I managed to say to you... "No Master, I think I might need that ability" .. Now to you this might seem as if toughness was coming into play but really I was just being logical.. perhaps screaming would help .. but I was secured .. I wasn't going anywhere ... and the brand looked angry and ready to make it's mark .. just where was it going to go .. outside of the thigh? or lower abdomen? .. I wouldn't know until I felt it against my skin ..

(17:53:01 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .


SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat



-[Outpost – Whipping Post]-
-A mass of temwood beam constructed from one of the main beams of the Outpost, hung from it leather straps, and chains utilized for when whipping slaves, and branding slaves; beside the whipping post a small pot of embers and ash for heating up the irons.-
says to ..::*Regulators' Chicane: Removing my gloves leaving the iron in the embers; now I took out a cloth, it was a clean rep cloth, I washed your inner left thigh, cleaning off any perfume, soap or dirt of any kind. I still had the bota of paga from the night before it was distilled over night, I wiped it took another cloth, pouring the contents of the paga upon the cloth, I wiped the area of your thigh where the brand was going, I was sterilizing your skin, making sure nothing there that could be infectious.

I wiped any and all access away, cleaning the area. I heard you had said no to biting upon the piece of temwood, I thought about this but this was your choice the only choice I would let you have.

I reached for my gloves again, pulling them on, this was happening to your inner left thigh, so that when you were knelt in nadu, the brand is easily seen and could be translated into the symbol. I reached for the branding iron, pulling it free from the coals, I looked to you with a steady hand. I pressed the iron firmly upon your inner left thigh just slightly 3 horts away from your vagina. It was then I counted in my head, 1…. 2… 3…. 4…. 5…. 6…..7….8….. 9….. 10 it was then I pulled it away. In the process the skin would be sizzling, popping due to if there were any pieces of fatty tissue, the scent of burnt skin assaulting my nostrils and yours. I took the iron and placed it back into the coals, I could see the perfect triskelion formed now upon your inner left thigh. You had not moved, if you had I would of made it bigger to encompass any mistakes.

I leaned over to look at my work, I took a breath, and blew lightly over the brand. I slowly stood up, “It looks very good” I said, as Stannis, Bjorn, Varis and Rashad all come out to watch and see what twas transpiring.

(18:09:10 )
..::*Regulators' Chicanery*::..



Eclipse
|Property of Shade|
|Restricted|Outlaw Pass Outpost-IC|

-[Outpost – Whipping Post]-
-A mass of temwood beam constructed from one of the main beams of the Outpost, hung from it leather straps, and chains utilized for when whipping slaves, and branding slaves; beside the whipping post a small pot of embers and ash for heating up the irons.-
says to . . Outpost Regulator. .: Closing my eyes and looking up I was watching well looking to see how many cracks in the ceiling there was . Only because I don't think I could watch what was going to happen next .. heart giving it's own pounding within my chest sounding almost like a constant beating drum. Coolness of water rolling across exposed flesh.. but it wasn't the outer it was inside of the thigh which snapped my gaze to where you were so intently cleaning.. inner thigh , why there? .. since most slave brands I had seen were done outside of either or abdomen.. but never did I see them where you were placing it

Was this some sort of way for you to always be able to see it? .. I honestly didn't know. it was then the manner of waiting for hotness to meet against stilled flesh then .. Taking in slow and steady breaths while I just counted in my own head. As the brand approached I again turned my gaze away from it .. thinking if I wasn't watching it perhaps it would be over soon

Heated metal met to press then against my flesh , and even that heat radiating from it I could feel brushing across nether lips .. it wasn't close but it was close enough to garner that.. A scream managed to fall away from my lips given searing pain being left in it's wake which seemed to last for an eternity .. that scream was one that sent birds within their nest just flying away from being startled. I was sure any creatures out there in the swamp could hear that scream.

Once it was pulled away , my eyes looked down as I tried to get my breathing in order and seeing it .. tears fell that were already misting at the corners of my eyes but full on rolling liquid dropped from almond pupils at what I seen. I was marked like animal now , triskelion the same marking which was on the medallion upon my collar. Nothing more than a rightless piece of property and there was no going back from that... I couldn't look at you as tears continued to fall .. I didn't know what to say to you even with your breath brushing across marked flesh ..

(18:15:48 )
. . Outpost Regulator. .


SHADE
Swamp Forest Regulators
Outlaw Pass Outpost | Imagine Chat



-[Outpost – Whipping Post]-
-A mass of temwood beam constructed from one of the main beams of the Outpost, hung from it leather straps, and chains utilized for when whipping slaves, and branding slaves; beside the whipping post a small pot of embers and ash for heating up the irons.-
says to ..::*Regulators' Chicane: The searing scream that wretched from your insides was evident, the wincing from the men behind me, and Stannis consoling Rashad as he just realized what had taken place. I moved to you removing my gloves, “You will keep this clean, if you don’t and it gets infected, I may have to amputate and then brand your other thigh.” Was it a fear tactic I was placing within your thoughts perhaps.

I slowly undid the leg spreader, and then all the braces, and straps, I unclipped the chain from your collar, I brought you down to the ground and laid you there in the cool night air it would help. “Rest for now. “ I said to you, “ do no put any numbing salve on it no healing salve either, the following night only “ I said to you.

I sat down upon the deck itself. Puling your head into my lap, combing my fingers through your hair.

(18:19:28 )
..::*Regulators' Chicanery*::..



Eclipse
|Property of Shade|
|Restricted|Outlaw Pass Outpost-IC|

-[Outpost – Whipping Post]-
-A mass of temwood beam constructed from one of the main beams of the Outpost, hung from it leather straps, and chains utilized for when whipping slaves, and branding slaves; beside the whipping post a small pot of embers and ash for heating up the irons.-
says to . . Outpost Regulator. .: I didn't even see Rashad , I wasn't even paying attention to who was exactly watching .. but your words to me were rather clear and I nodded then... "yes Master" ..

Release given I just fell off the rack only to find you lowering me down , back meeting to rest against it since closing my thighs definitely was something that wasn't about to happen .. blinking rapidly then my voice hoarse a little bit ... "Yes Master .. nothing on it until tomorrow" .. my eyes drifted closed then while your fingers worked within silken strands of ebony.. life was definitely different now .. all because of one gift .. ..