Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 11:59:54 -0700 From: tarzan Subject: Tarzan and The Dance of Dominance - Chapter 13 Disclaimer: I do not own Tarzan or related characters and am not making a profit from sharing this story here. The character was created by Edgar Rice Burroughs and is now in the public domain. Any similarity between the characters in this story and real people is entirely coincidental and incredibly hot. I always appreciate your feedback and would love to hear your ideas. Please support Nifty with donations of any size to help them provide a platform for so many fascinating stories. Please use this link to donate: http://donate.nifty.org/. Chapter 13: Worthington and Blackwood's Desires -------------------------------- (c) tarzanstud1@gmail.com * * * * * The crowd found a thrill in seeing the intimidating bid from Lord Hastings, and the sense of those watching was that the esteemed landowner had already made a winning bid that wouldn't be touched. But Hastings was not the only man with a bag of coins burning a hole in pocket. A second bidder, a wealthy aristocrat with a sprawling estate, sought Tarzan as a domestic servant. He saw in Tarzan the perfect attendant to his opulent lifestyle, a servant who could perform any task with grace and power. Tarzan would be a symbol of his prestige, a silent guardian of his grandeur. Mr. Worthington, a portly man of refined demeanor and polished sophistication, leaned in to confer with his companion, whispering discreetly as he observed Tarzan being paraded before the crowd. His eyes glinted with a calculated interest, contemplating the acquisition of the savage for his grand estate. "My dear friend, do observe that magnificent specimen," Mr. Worthington murmured softly, gesturing toward Tarzan. "His physique is astounding, don't you agree? I envision him gracing my estate, a paragon of strength and grace serving under my roof." His companion nodded in agreement, acknowledging Mr. Worthington's discerning eye for potential. "Tarzan, if acquired, shall be an exemplary addition to my household," Mr. Worthington continued, a hint of determination coloring his voice. "I envision him as a domestic servant, attending to the needs of my residence, and of course, my personal needs. His strength and agility shall prove invaluable in maintaining the estate's grandeur." Mr. Worthington's gaze lingered on Tarzan as more bids came in. He envisaged the savage navigating the corridors of his opulent mansion, performing intimate tasks with an effortless poise that belied his untamed origins. "Bidding is heating up!" cried the auctioneer. "Each bid acknowledges the extraordinary qualities that define Tarzan. His resilience in the face of nature's challenges, his unparalleled agility, and his unparalleled strength. Such assets are rarely found!" Amidst the escalating offers, the portly Worthington joined in. "800 pounds!" he proclaimed for a bid. "Tarzan will be a servant for my estate, catering to every need. His strength and skill will ensure a life of comfort for me!" The auctioneer highlighted the prospect. "800 pounds! A bid for Tarzan as a domestic servant, attending to the needs of a gentleman. His strength devoted to a life of personal service. Do we have another offer?" The third distinctive bidder, a ruthless club owner, had the most sinister intentions. He wanted Tarzan as an exotic spectacle to entertain his patrons. Tarzan would be displayed, like a caged beast, to amuse and titillate the crowd. His strength would become a source of amusement, a spectacle of dominance. Mr. Blackwood is a well-dressed man of considerable stature, with a commanding presence that demands attention. He typically wears tailored suits, and often dons a tuxedo when he is holding forth at his club, The Dom's Den, exuding an air of sophistication and authority. When not on stage, he is often dressed for the more rugged work of training his slaves to serve the elite patrons who fill his club. At the market, he's focused and observant, scanning the crowd with a discerning eye as he aims to acquire a particular asset for The Dom's Den. He appears confident, yet there's an underlying intensity in his gaze that hints at his determination to secure what he desires from the auction. Mr. Blackwood is seeking an exotic and powerful addition to his club, someone who can captivate and entertain his wealthy patrons. He's looking for a figure that exudes strength and primal allure, someone whose physicality can entrance the audience. He's seeking a spectacle, someone who can command attention and evoke a sense of dominance and submission in the performance he envisions for his establishment. Mr. Blackwood sees Tarzan as a captivating and commanding figure, a potential star attraction for his club. He recognizes Tarzan's inherent physical prowess and envisions him as the epitome of raw power, a spectacle that can mesmerize his audience. He believes Tarzan's primal appeal and untamed strength will captivate the patrons of The Dom's Den, enthralling and entertaining. The club owner knows that the real allure lies in dominating someone who's synonymous with strength, flipping the power dynamics entirely. Mr. Blackwood perceives Tarzan as the ultimate challenge--a being of immense strength and power. Tarzan's potential to succumb and submit will become the pinnacle of the Dom's Den, a display of the dominance over a figure known for his indomitable nature. It's not just showcasing Tarzan's strength but the allurement of breaking that strength to submission, a feat that would enthrall the club's patrons. "Raise your offers, ladies and gentlemen!" the auctioneer barked. "Tarzan represents a rare opportunity. A titan amongst men, an enigma waiting to be harnessed. His strength alone could shape industries, change the course of labor, and bring immeasurable wealth!" Mr. Blackwood, raised the bid. "1,000 pounds!" he announced. " The auctioneer nodded as the crowd gasped, capturing Blackwood's intent. "1,000 pounds! Mr. Blackwood sees in Tarzan a force of nature to be harnassed as a spectacle as his club. Do we have another bid?" A voice emerged from the crowd. "1,500 pounds!" It was Lord Hastings, the emphatic plantation owner. "I will harness his strength in my fields, and he will toil under the sun. He'll plow my lands, bringing forth bountiful harvests!" The crowd erupted in cheers as the auctioneer portrayed the plan. "1,500 pounds! A visionary bid to utilize Tarzan's might in the fields, cultivating the earth. His strength to yield prosperous harvests! Any other bids?" The bids continued to soar, each bidder envisioning Tarzan serving their distinct purpose. The auctioneer meticulously accentuated Tarzan's qualities according to the potential buyers' desires. "Let's recognize the value here!" the auctioneer prodded. "Tarzan, a paragon of physical prowess, the embodiment of the primal forces that govern our existence. Each bid is an investment in unparalleled strength and limitless potential!" As the bidding war unfolded, each of the bidders fought to claim Tarzan as their own. The jungle watched, a silent witness to the tug-of-war over its indomitable king. * * * * * END OF CHAPTER THIRTEEN ----------------------------------------------- Thanks for the emails! I always appreciate hearing your reactions. If you have any feedback or input, please contact me at tarzanstud1@gmail.com .