The dark brown building stands at the end of the street. Very few windows decorate the outside, as if the light wasn't allowed in to such a place.
Though, the name didn't indicate it, it was a haven for slavers.
Masters and Mistresses of all types were allowed here to trade thier property.
Or purchase new.
The door gently opens.
There is a slight chill to the large, elongated room. A slight murmur is heard raising up from the patrons discussing buisness or instructing their slaves. An all female (slaves) band plays quietly in a cage located in the back of the great hall. The music enough to entice any slave into a dance to entertain her master or mistress. Right infront of the cage rested a stage with a number of chains coming up from the floor. Holes were located in a few places along the backside of the stage so that poles could be placed for a proper binding of a slave.
The unowned slaves that enter slip quietly to the lowered platform in the center of the room. A pillar of light seems to beam down from above into the pit. It seems to be the only major source of light for the building. Here, slaves wait to be called: Unowned slaves, or slaves waiting for their master to arrive.
A bar decorates the length of the room to the right as one enters. Several of his own slaves tend the bar there, filling drink orders as well as food orders. They are always curtious and will do what is needed to keep a master or mistress content with their drink or food. Short of being used, that is.
A few special doors lead to rooms with a surprise available to any master or mistress willing to pay the proper place to play with a toy. In any form or fashion. She was completely at Master's or Mistress' disposal.
The second floor offered more. Rooms for guests were located here. There aren't many, but enough to serve the elite that often found themselves wanting to stay the night.
The basement offered storage for the right price, as well as the possibility to get a bath for both guest and servant.
You have entered The Chainned Inn
Though, the name didn't indicate it, it was a haven for slavers.
Masters and Mistresses of all types were allowed here to trade thier property.
Or purchase new.
The door gently opens.
There is a slight chill to the large, elongated room. A slight murmur is heard raising up from the patrons discussing buisness or instructing their slaves. An all female (slaves) band plays quietly in a cage located in the back of the great hall. The music enough to entice any slave into a dance to entertain her master or mistress. Right infront of the cage rested a stage with a number of chains coming up from the floor. Holes were located in a few places along the backside of the stage so that poles could be placed for a proper binding of a slave.
The unowned slaves that enter slip quietly to the lowered platform in the center of the room. A pillar of light seems to beam down from above into the pit. It seems to be the only major source of light for the building. Here, slaves wait to be called: Unowned slaves, or slaves waiting for their master to arrive.
A bar decorates the length of the room to the right as one enters. Several of his own slaves tend the bar there, filling drink orders as well as food orders. They are always curtious and will do what is needed to keep a master or mistress content with their drink or food. Short of being used, that is.
A few special doors lead to rooms with a surprise available to any master or mistress willing to pay the proper place to play with a toy. In any form or fashion. She was completely at Master's or Mistress' disposal.
The second floor offered more. Rooms for guests were located here. There aren't many, but enough to serve the elite that often found themselves wanting to stay the night.
The basement offered storage for the right price, as well as the possibility to get a bath for both guest and servant.
You have entered The Chainned Inn