What Does the Voice Suggest(Comment)?

House Slaves

"Accept his offer, but ask him if one of the other slaves can join you."

Target ≥ 30

1d100+33 Roll = 81

Successful Suggestion (+1 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 34

Jade's hunger hadn't been sated, but now there was also something else burning within her. Lust. Whatever was in that "**** food" had her pussy practically drooling on the ground beneath her. She looked back over her shoulder to see the fat one leering down at her waiting for an answer. She thought for a moment... It was cold out here, did she really want to be outside all night? But being in a tent alone with a slaver who thought she was a **** seemed like a recipe for disaster; especially with her cunt leaking as badly as it was. "Can she come?" Jade asked the man, flicking her head towards the elf girl still covered in her saliva. The old man looked amused as he peered between the pair of girls.

"She can..." He mused, "If ya' give her a big ol' kiss."

Target ≥ 50

1d100+34 Roll = 69 (nice)

Successful Suggestion (+2 Corruption Point)

Jade Sato (Update):

Corruption Points = 36

Jade mewled unhappily at the man's demeaning condition. He wanted her to make out with a ****, who, whilst very attractive, was blindfolded and hardly in the right state of mind to give her consent judging by what just one portion of the food had done to Jade. But Jade felt her pussy throb at the thought of getting to kiss the dark-skinned beauty and her resistance quickly melted away as she awkwardly shuffled on her knees and plopped herself before the elf. Awkwardly, she tried to find a good angle to approach the oblivious ****, and eventually just decided to go for it as leaned in and her lips connected with the warm lips of the elf.

Her kissing partner let out a surprised squeak, but instead of pulling away, she leaned into the kiss eager for contact. The pair continued to make out, their judgments clouded by lust, and the kiss became more and more forceful. Jade grew hornier and hornier as she bit the lower lip of the girl who gasped, allowing Jade to push her tongue into the elf's mouth. The elf moaned against her advance and briefly tried to wrestle Jade's tongue with her own but soon gave up, submissively letting Jade explore the caverns of her mouth, tracing over her pointed teeth. And then, Jade felt something wrench her head back and it was over, a small strand of saliva still connecting the pair who were left panting and wanting more. The fat one just smiled as he held each of the horny girl's heads in his hands and uses handfuls of their hair to pull them to their feet.

"Very nice sluts," He said candidly, "Very nice indeed. The pair of ya can come an' sleep in my tent tonight." And with that, he pulled the two of them with him into one of the tents by their hair as they just groaned submissively.

Once they entered the tent, the elf girl's blindfold was removed and her stunning red eyes were revealed, as well as the pair having their arm bindings removed. The pair were dragged over to a corner of the tent and **** to wait there, kneeling, for the man to return. They sat in silence for a short while before Jade turned to look at the **** beside her. She really was quite pretty, with smooth and unblemished grey skin, save for a small tattoo on her left hip which was in some language that Jade didn't recognise. "What is that?" Jade asked cautiously as the elf's head whipped to look at her, a mixture of fear and surprise on her face.

"W-We are not s-supposed to speak without master's permission..." The girl squeaked, averting her gaze back to the floor after this. Jade scrunched up her nose at this.

"Your master isn't here you know." She said matter of factly. "He wouldn't know." The elf girl bit her lip, turning her attention to the opening of the tent and then back to Jade.

"He will know..." She said shamefully, "He always does. Master is very clever." The girl sounded so despondent as she said this, and Jade could sense she meant every word. The elf girl's eyes flitted between the tent opening and back to Jade once more as she opened her mouth again. "I-it is my **** mark." She confessed cautiously. "Do they not have these where you are from?" Jade felt her stomach drop. **** mark? She thought, looking once more at the tattoo. They mark their slaves...?

"Umm..." Jade said trepidatiously, "**** mark?" She prayed that it wasn't as bad as it sounded.

"Yes." The elf girl responded obediently. "It is a mark that signifies a ****'s status, so that none may see them as any more than the property they are." Okay. It was as bad as it sounded, and Jade didn't have one. She racked her brain, fighting the horniness as she took in the information. If the slavers saw she had no mark, the game might be up. On one hand, she was fine unless they tried to remove her panties and check, and would be safer traveling in a group, as well as being provided with... she hesitated to say food, but certainly sustenance. On the other hand, she could try to make a break for it, but there was no guarantee that the other slaver wasn't standing guard, and she was a single (almost naked) girl in a magical forest in an unknown land.