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Thread: A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

Dinner was a casual, happy affair and the previous tense exchange that somehow centered around Walker wasn't brought up again. Beth brought the ceramic sourdough starter pot over, showing Alba the yeast rich live dough culture inside and explained how some was pinched off every time you made a loaf, and how to keep the culture fed and active. It definitely lived up to the name sour but the bread was delicious, even if it wasn't near as sweet as store bought. I can run you into town in the morning, Miss Alba, Beth volunteered, voice surprisingly eager compared to her normal laid back way of talking. Introduce you to the Sheriff and take you over to get a part ordered for your car. And stop in and get some ice cream too, I reckon, her grandfather said, one eyebrow lifted and a teasing look on his face. Didn't cross my mind at all, Granddaddy, Beth lied. That's because it went straight for your sweet tooth and never had the chance to make it to the other side, he shot back and the two of them laughed and briefly reached out to hold the other's hand, a completely innocent and loving gesture. Well, sounds all right then, but best get to washing up and onto your studies if'n you want to be allowed to go. Alba, come on back in the living room. I want to show you a map of where you are so's you know. While Beth made quick work of putting things up and washing dishes, the McCurdy patriarch brought out several large maps and laid them out together as he explained to Alba where she'd wound up and the limits of his ranch. It was quite a bit of land, huge by city standards, but not all of it was fit for grazing and what was couldn't support too many animals too long. While they were still looking at it, Beth finished up and came to stand beside Alba then leaned over the map, her long red hair touching it before she absently pushed it back out of her face. Her hip touched the older woman's as her finger went to the map. Your car is -was I reckon since the hands went out to get it - right here. We rode, her finger traced the winding path, showing that instead of taking a straight line across the high mountain sides they ended up riding longer but not climbing and descending as much as they could have, making it easy on the horses and riders. Turning to look at Alba she smiled, then stepped away over to the desk and pulled out two school textbooks then took them back to the kitchen table. Soon she was elbow and pencil deep in her work, some sort of math that looked a lot like accounting and then she was reading and making notes out of a grammar book. An hour later she finished up and went back to join the two adults. Miss Alba, I reckon you'll be wanting to change for bed soon and wash up and such. If you want to come with me to my room I can get you situated and get you something to wear for tonight. Maybe help you put your hair up? Get you a toothbrush too - a new one, she added with a laugh. So, would you like to come to my room? Starved for female company, Beth's voice was eager to an almost painful edge, quite in contrast to how confident and capable she seemed outside.
Thread: A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

Not exactly, Beth answered, her blue eyes that hadn't left Alba's once while she spoke now flitting off to the side, towards where the barn and bunkhouse were if Alba remembered the lay of the ranch. Granddaddy don't allow any flirting with the hands, not that I fancy any of them anyway. They're good workers, good men and boys, but there's never been a spark with one of them. 'sides, she drawled, they'd only be after one or both of two things, one of which I don't intend to give out like that and the other is the ranch. When Granddaddy goes, it's all coming to me and I'll be danged if I let someone mess it up. It's been McCurdy land since before we was a state, since we was a territory really. Granddaddy's kin came up here after the war, the Civil War, and homesteaded this place. Been McCurdy land ever since with a McCurdy man seeing to it. Guess it'll be a McCurdy girl someday, but it will be McCurdy, she said, square jaw set with determination. Land's important. More important than a boy anyhow. Beth sighed and looked out the window, turning her snub nosed face towards it. I don't think boys feel the same way about romance that we do anyway, she said after a moment's thought and looked back at Alba. They're just wanting to mount up and ride, not in it for, well, the tenderness of it. The emotions. Beth smiled wanly. If they heard me talking like this it'd be a heap of trouble, so please don't tell them I got all mushy with you, Mi- Alba, she finished and reached across to take the woman's hand and squeeze it. That's when the bottom dropped out of her stomach. Opening up, letting down the walls she wore because of being the only girl on the place and not being around many people at all meant she never let herself think much like this, at least not around anyone else. Touching Alba's hand, her city soft and girly smooth hand, made something in Beth's tummy lurch and she felt like she was falling for a moment, then came back to herself to realize her mouth was open, her face was flushed, and she was just kind of staring. Beth took her hand back, almost jerking it, and looked startled. Whew, got a flash all sudden like, she said and laughed nervously. Must be more tired than I thought. How are you feeling anyway? she asked, changing the subject. Bet your bottom and legs are sore. You want any aspirin or something?
Thread: A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

Once Beth started to talk about what Alba though would be boyfriend troubles, her blue eyes avoided hers, and Alba found herself following in their direction, noticing that she had been staring back. Boys will be boys Alba sighed, knowing all too well what she meant, but didn't take the land into consideration. Sure, it was a cause of hard work, but it should also be profitable, right? No wonder some men would be specially headstrong and pushy when trying to get Beth for them. She wasn't just tough and pretty, she also came with quite the big prize. Legacy is important, I know Alba sentenced, fully understanding where that fire to honor her family came from. Still she didn't add a word, letting Beth vent. I don't think so, no Alba agreed to Beth's words, never having found a good match, but still blaming herself and her work. It had been some times were she had pursued someone out of need, out of loneliness, only to end up feeling worse. I can understand the need though, even if it comes from a different place she smiled sadly, one part of her feeling guilty for the times she had ended up in relations failed from the start, part of her smiling at the honesty that Beth expressed herself with. As the young girl squeezed her hand, Alba couldn't hold back a soft sigh, welcoming the touch and the notion of her finally voicing just her name, or almost managing to do it. When her family said it, Alba had a music to it, a strange note for such a short name, but when Beth said it, the melody changed completely. For once, her name sounded like it's meaning, Beth's voice infusing it with the light of the dawn. Alba's silence went unnoticed as Beth was concerned of her own, backing off and feeling seemingly abashed, flushed. There is no shame on getting mushy when you need it, not with me she shook her head. I won't tell anyone, it'll be our secret Alba took her index finger to her lips, winking an eye. Even if she really meant it, she wanted to act a bit girly not only to relieve the sudden tension Beth seemed to feel, but to vent and get away from the serious marshal persona at least for a moment. I do feel sore, and I have the feeling that I will feel stiff tomorrow morning, but I'm fine Alba commented, getting up from bed so she could leave Beth rest. You didn't see them, but I have a couple of scars that show that I've been through worse she confessed but that's ice cream talk, I'd say Alba added with a smile, wanting Beth to feel at ease. At least your couch felt soft enough, so maybe it won't be that bad Alba commented after a stretch, ready to go to the living room but without taking a step yet to not give Beth the idea that she didn't want to listen to anything else she had to say, feeling comfortable with her.
Thread: A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

Mmhhh? Alba turned, making a questioning hum to Beth's sudden waiting plea. She added a please as an afterthought, as if Alba, born and raised in a much poorly mannered place than that, would take offense by just a sudden call for attention. The woman just patiently waited for the girl to speak, noticing how she messed her nightgown by scooting over and ruining her demure attitude, soon distracted by her hand reaching for her hair. My hair she echoed, her eyes dancing back and forth between Beth's hand caressing it and how she was nervously biting, no, almost chewing on her lip. Once Beth confessed what she wanted to do, Alba felt bad for feeling the urge to laugh for a moment. It wasn't like the moment was inherently funny, but it was about feeling relieved when Beth told her that it was just about her hair. What about such a request had her so worried, so worked up? Did Alba got across as imposing and harsh? She had trouble picturing herself as such out of work, specially with the efforts she had been making against that, but she also well knew that she could hardly control how others perceived her, specially when it came to her more aloof self. If she had learned a thing, or so she thought, about her past relationships was that she could be seen as unreachable even if she didn't mean to, and Alba knew that blaming her work was only an easy escape. You do really like my hair huh? Alba asked surprised, keeping her hands to herself, not wanting to spook Beth any further. I normally hold it with an elastic into a lazy ponytail but my scrunchies are with the rest of my stuff... she considered. Alba didn't want to disappoint Beth, but there was something she didn't like there. Even if I don't resent getting compared with a horse since you said my hair is soft and pretty she started, smiling at Beth so she knew it was a joke, I hate getting my hair braided, it makes me feel restrained and my mother used it almost as a punishment when I was small, making me stay still and pulling at my hair she confessed, feeling oddly comfortable for a moment. Alba felt like Beth deserved that explanation if she was to refuse such a harmless offer that it seemed important for her. I think that's part of why I always let it flow freely, a bit of the rebel in me she added. Alba turned around, showing her back to Beth. But I'd be thankful if you managed to bundle it up somehow she said, collecting her mane, showing her nape for a moment, then letting it fall into Beth's hands, grazing them. There you go she whispered, trusting Beth to not make her feel restrained. Alba scooted back, closer to Beth to ease her job, although with both of them on it the bed seemed smaller than it was. As Beth carefully worked in her hair, Alba slowly relaxed, leaning back more and more until she was basically resting on the taller girl. Sorry, I must be more tired than I gave it credit she admitted, I hope I'm not being too much of a bother, I'll drag my limp ass to the couch when you are done she sighed, loathing the idea of having to move.
Thread: A Place to Hang your Hat [AnnaBeth and Sigr]

So can't I just clap the lights on or activate them by the voice? Alba mumbled being comfy, following Beth's joke about the light switch. I usually don't was all that Alba had to say about the need of going to the bathroom during the night, and she hadn't been drinking too much, so it shouldn't be a problem. Don't be, get comfy Alba commented when Beth excused herself slipping into her own bed. Alba was surprised when Beth brushed by her breasts while adjusting and felt tempted to make a joke, but since Beth said nothing but a little croak, she guessed that she would be embarrassed and didn't want to make her feel bad with a crass joke. Alba could feel Beth's warm body pressing against her, thanking the presence of a lovely person there, glad that she had some human contact in those strange days. She could feel Beth breathing on not only her heaving chest, but also the air on her hair, a quite peculiar feeling that it was more soothing than distracting. On the rare occasion she had shared a bed for sleeping, the men rarely were that cuddly nor she felt quite right to cling to them, feeling like a bother. Being able to hug Beth back would require for them to be face to face, and that would be awkward, but she felt fine being cradled into her body, Beth's arm wrapped around her. I feel so snug, it's good Alba whispered, letting Beth pull her, bring her close to her body and away from the doubts and voices that warned her of the inadequacy of that. I can relate, been quite the day- Alba echoed Beth's yawn, oh now I got it as well she joked. Being the little spoon had her at Beth's mercy and she couldn't quite return her caring gestures, so she let herself sink further and further into both Beth's welcoming hug and sleep, feeling a faint kiss on the back of her head. Once of her hands found Beth's on her stomach, so Alba hold it tenderly as she allowed Beth to keep her close, further from consciousness as seconds passed. Gd nght... Alba mumbled, almost incomprehensible, drifting into a calm that protected her from all the noise in the back of her head.
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Thread: Kat's Smutty Roleplay Thread (NSFW Content Within!)

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Thread: Kat's Smutty Roleplay Thread (NSFW Content Within!)

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Thread: Kat's Smutty Roleplay Thread (NSFW Content Within!)

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Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

Continually updated. Pictures to be added Male Characters Gaius Head teacher, somewhat strict, oversees most applications himself, and is very... hands on when it comes to discipline. See more - Mr Hawthorn, A very kindly history teacher, enjoys re-enactments, is always willing to help his students. See more - Matt A cocky older lad final year? who has no issue simply picking up a girl and fucking her as she walks to class, enjoys showing his sadistic side and arranging large orgies between the cheerleaders and the football players. See more - Mr Vine Acting teacher, enjoys dressing girls up for scenes as a way of acting out his kinks, no one learns much, but few classes match his for sexual deviancy. spoilerimg
Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

RE School of Hard Fucks Missyt x Anglemarr The school uniform for girls Female characters Ms. Anna Serette the Maths tutor. Her subject isnt very popular at the school, but she certainly is. Her attitude has always been one of positive reinforcement. Those who fall behind are not often punished, but are instead excluded from the immensely popular grade rewards program. Nobody stays on poor grades for long. See more Josephine Brie a first year student who begged her parents to let her attend this school after she heard about it. Shes kept the nature of the school a secret from her parents, as they would never allow a good catholic girl like her to be involved in such things. Very eager, but lacking experience, sometimes a little slow to pick up on things. See more Harriet Blanche Final year student, queen bee, and top rung of the social ladder. If she wants it, she will get it. She has a slightly cruel streak and enjoys making other students do exactly what she wants, particularly if they will be embarrassed in the process. Rumour has it that she even has a few members of staff doing her bidding as well. See more Amelia Jenkins - a sixteen year old student in her first year. She knows all about the school from her older sister Bianca who also attends, but assumed that the reputation was inflated before she actually arrived. A rarity at the school, she is still a virgin, and doesn't really want to be involved in the sexual aspect of lessons. She does let some of the older students touch her though, as she knows it will be seen as insulting if she refuses them. See more
Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

Gaius stood before the assembly and smiled, this was his stage, his platform... he lived for addresses like these, they were the highlight of his career, other than the copious fucking of teachers, student and their mothers of course! There were some 90 to 100 students and two dozen or so teachers arranged before him, all sat in rows, attention on him. They whispered and chatted in hushed tones, but as he raised a hand, silence fell over the room, all eyes were on him. Welcome! To another year at the Academy! he called in a loud voice, easily carrying through the hall. Some of you are new, literally fresh off the bus he laughed with a charming smile And only have the slightest inkling of what you are in for! Don't feel overwhelmed, everyone here is on your side, everyone is here to help you. He winked at Ms Anna Serette, a maths teacher he had only finished fucking a few minutes before, it was something of a ritual they performed before the big welcome speech every year. For those of you who have been here for quite some time, remember to try your hardest, to face down adversity, and approach every task with the same enthusiasm, lust and passion this school is known for! He took a short pause and ran his eyes over the crowd. Several students already had their hands up other's skirts, or slowly stroking another's cock, it was a regular occurrence and it made his heart beam with pride.
Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

Sitting in the crowd, having attracted a small gathering of her own, Harriet was starting to grow bored. Shed had to stop talking to her friends when Headmaster Gauis climbed onto his platform. He was the only member of staff in the school that could actually command her obedience without having to actually ask for it. She couldnt help but resent him a little for it, but knew better than to actually voice any complaints. No, she knew better than that. The headmaster had a habit of making an example of people. Harriet could not afford to have her reputation sullied by being dragged up on stage and being punished in public. That had given her quite an interesting idea though The girl at her side was a newcomer, the little sister of one of her friends. Amy? Honestly Harriet couldnt quite remember her name. She was cute, blonde, sixteen years old, with a perky little bubble butt and if Harriet had to guess, probably a C-cup bust. Her uniform was quite loose on her, the skirt a little long, but shed already adopted the policy of not wearing any panties. That suited the older girl just fine, as she currently had one hand up the girls skirt and was rubbing her clit during the boring speech. Lets have a little fun shall we, girls? she whispered to her friends with a wicked grin. Suddenly, she pinched the girls clit firmly. It wouldnt hurt much, but had the desired effect of making the teen at her side gasp out Oh God! very loudly, interrupting what the headmaster was saying. By the time everyone turned to look at the now furiously blushing blonde girl, Harriets hand was back in her own lap, and she was faking a shocked expression as if she had no idea what had caused the outburst.
Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

Gaius' mouth was open, just about to continue his speech when he head the oh God! come from one of the middle rows. A wave of heads turned to face the poor girl, unwittingly caught up in one of Harriet's plans, Gaius could easily make the girl out, she was blushing profusely. There were a few hushed whispers as some of the older students explains Gaius' near legendary penchant for punishments in these kinds of situations, and informed their wide eyed listeners all about some of his more spectacular punishments that had happened in previous years. Gaius cleared his throat, pointing to the girl, motioning her to come forward, a wave of hushed whispers rolled out again it's happening! But Gaius' face was strict and stern and definitely did not look amused. What is your name? he asked the girl as she came forward, completely unaware that Harriet had instigated this whole thing. Gaius was strict on newcomers, who he believed needed to be taught their place, so that they could thrive in this school he had built from the ground up. Do you believe you're above this assembly? He asked her in a voice that bordered on incredulity. That you don't need to be here?
Thread: School of Hard Fucks (Millie x Anglemarr)

M-my name is Amelia the girl stammered as she was beckoned to, for a moment she sat still, frozen in place. She knew that she had to obey, but her legs still felt weak from what Harriet had been doing to her. It was an honour and a privilege to be pleasured by the most popular girl in school, or so she had been told. Now of course she was starting to realise that it had all been a set up. Why else would Harriet have pinched her clit like that? The other girls had been bored, and this was how Harriet planned to entertain them, cementing her own popularity in the process. There was a small ripple of laughter through the hall as Harriet raised one finger to her mouth and licked it, tasting the girl's wetness that still clung to it. The small gesture would be missed by the teachers who all had their attention on Amelia she hadn't been far wrong on the name but it would let anyone who was watching Harriet know that she was the mastermind behind this outburst. Go on Amelia Harriet coaxed, playing the role of the obedient schoolgirl. I know you're scared, but the headmaster must be obeyed. Ms. Serette scowled at this. She knew the older girl too well. She doubted that the display was genuine. She would not contradict the headmaster in front of all of the students though, she would speak to him privately later. It would also teach Amelia a valuable lesson in misplaced trust. Finally, the blonde girl did make her way down the steps. She wasn't used to walking in heels as tall as the school uniform required, and wobbled a little as she did so. Stopping in front of the headmaster she trembled slightly as he spoke to her. Amelia was a sensible girl, and didn't hesitate as she answered. No, I know that the assembly is important sir. I understand why we all need to be here. She just hoped that the headmaster didn't ask her to explain why they had to be here, because she didn't have a good answer...