Dark Princess

You turn your eyes back towards the former princess and inform the **** trader you will be taking her. “Um, but sir I-” he stops talking as you turn back towards him.

Your eyes as commanding as ever. “-I, why I think that's just splendid sir! A man like you could most certainty tame this wild spirit!” He looks nervous. As he should under your gaze.

He begins backing away slowly. “A-allow me to get the paperwork started! Zena! Get our friend here whatever he wants to drink, hell grab the good ale! Quickly now!”

You stop him by coughing. He looks back to see you pointing towards the hot box with your thumb. “Oh yes of course.” He quickly runs back and opens the door fumbling with the key a bit. Once open you see the dark princess tense up.

She's ready to fight. “Now I do ask you be careful. If you change your mind I still gotta work on her and sell her off. Can't do that with damaged merchandise.” Your stare once again deters him from questioning you.

“N-Not that I don't think you can handle her! Just gotta give a disclaimer is all hehehe.” While she might be ready for a fight the dark princess stays calm as the **** trader undo's her chains. After he releases her arms she calmly stands up and cups her large breasts into her palms. Her small hands could barely conceal anything.

The two of you stare each other down as the **** trader quickly exits the hot box. No doubt to get the paperwork ready and to take a few sips of that good ale himself. “Big strong warrior? Guess it's easy to be cocky when I'm chained up and bound. Pathetic human.”

Her words are sharper than the sword on your hip. What will you do? Guess you could always unbind her and **** her submission so theirs no doubt. Of course that might be bad for your health. She is the dark princess after all.

Could always walk her around town and humiliate her into submission. Then again maybe your the type to like a resistance in your slaves. Makes it all the more fun when they try and fight back.