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Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

Those tears that streamed down his face brought happiness into her mind if she had to endure a day to day life of being overlooked by men then at least she had one that she could come home to and take out her distaste on him. Now, tomorrow those dishes will be done, right? Her hands both resting on his burning ass cheeks, slowly rubbing them and spreading his backside slightly for her to take a peek at his tight ring of muscles. Stepping back from him Lexi adjusted herself each jiggle of his rump from the recoil of the hit had caused her own endowment to strengthen and awaken, I need to shower and change. The bulge in her slacks was painful. His bare backside was right there all she had to do was drop her pants and take him forcefully, and painfully but that wasn't what she wanted. Leaving him at the sink Lexi looked over to see the weakened man standing there, I am hungry, make me something to eat, something that is healthy. She'd order walking away from him. He wasn't off the hook, there would be more punishment for his lack of ability to complete the list but she wanted a bubble bath to relax from the stress of work. Yet spanking him seemed to reduce some of that stress.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

He stands there as she plays with his ass, unable to do anything. As she spread his cheeks open he was scared. Scared that she was going to slam her huge cock into him, ruining his ass as she tore it up. But thankfully all she did was step back. Yes Lexi. They'll be done tomorrow. I swear. He does the only thing he can do in this situation, agree with whatever she said. He let's out a sigh of relief as she announces she's going to clean up. That relief turns to panic when he hears that he has to cook her something healthy. He doesn't cook, let alone healthy things. It's usually takeout or microwaveable food for him. But apparently he is going to learn to cook now. He pulls out his phone, googling healthy recipes that are quick and easy. He tears through the cupboards, looking to see what they have. He goes with a chicken recipe, quickly gathering the ingredients and getting to work.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

Using the dimmer switch in the bathroom to lower the lights adding a bit of atmosphere to the room, shed light three Yankee Candles sitting them in safe places around the bathroom. Lexi was into scent-ifying her space and absolutely loved the combination that she had come up with. Grabbing her phone, Lexi turned on a station titled Relaxation. It was perfect the only thing she was missing was a glass of wine. Turning on the water, double checking to make sure the temperature was almost too hot for her to withstand, mm, this is going to be nice. Adding a bit of bubble bath along with a few drops of lavender from her aromatic oils shed finally strip and set in. Sinking into the deep tub, her body relaxing as her eyes closed. That ass of his is so tempting Muttering to herself and the image starting to re-enter her mind seeing his nicely redden rump, and hearing his whimpers. Her cock twitched beginning to awaken. Shed reach down stroking herself tightening his grip and thrusting her hips as she masturbated to her imagination of what it would feel like to take his anal virginity.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

In the kitchen Alex is frantically running around, doing his best to make a half way decent dinner. The chicken is currently grilling and he is working on a salad to go with it. He is sweating like he is on a cooking competition. And in some ways he is. The stakes are too high for him to fuck it up. His ass is sore enough, he doesn't want anything else to happen to it. By the time he is finished he is out of breath, carefully plating the food and pouring a glass of wine. He slowly makes his way over to her bathroom, knocking on the door and opening it a crack. Um. Dinner is ready Lexi.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

Lexi would start cumming the moment the bathroom door was open, her thick hot seeds spraying forcefully against the wall of the tub making a splatting sound as she moaned loudly enjoy the feeling of her own climax. Mm, yes... Eyes half lid she'd look over towards the sound of Alex's voice panting slightly from the exertion. Thanks, relaxing into the tub as her harden cock slowly softened. You missed the show, pity, state with her still soften voice. She'd look at the tray of food as it was placed before her and smile. You'll make a good pet soon, but you still didn't complete the list so before I go to bed I will expect you in my room to receive your milk. She'd pick up a fork and start eating.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

He goes back into the kitchen, eating by himself. Once he is done, he does the dishes, his sore ass reminding him that he didn't want to not do them again. He actually had to eat standing up because it hurt so much. The whole time he could only think about what she said before he left the bathroom. It seemed his mouth was about to get raped again. Still, at least this time he knew what was coming. It wouldn't make it any easier to take that monster that she hides somehow. When he is done with the dishes he waits for her to come out and tell him what to do next. He has a feeling that she wouldn't like it if he disappeared into his room. Not like it would do him any favors. The doors don't lock.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

Alexis' bubble bath was exactly what she needed along with her masturbation session. Getting out of the tub she'd drip onto the floor, and grab a towel. Drying off Lexi stopped to look at herself in the mirror, an evil smile smeared over her lips as an idea popped into her head. Looking over at the plate, Lexi would leave it and merely dropped her towel onto the floor. Walking out of the bathroom naked her plush breasts free from any binding as was her impressive even when flaccid endowment. Heading to the kitchen area, her eyes would land on him, I'll be making a new list for you tomorrow. Her phone in hand, she'd go into the living room and sit down on the couch. I'll text this one, legs spread, her cock resting on the leather couch propped up by her hefty sac. Hmm... Using her mounds as props for her hands as she started pre-writing a text to send in the morning. Looking up at him, Alexis knew that it would be a few before her cock would be ready, damning herself for wanting to feel the sweet release. Clearing her throat, Alex, you can clean the bathroom, dismissing him from her line of sight.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

He can't help but stare as she walks out of the bathroom naked. She is like God took two perfect people and then combined them into one. And she walked with such confidence and power. Her just walking into a room told everyone that she was in charge. He felt so small and weak, even though he was a little taller than her. He follows her into the living room as she spread out on the couch, her balls easily resting on the fabric. She looks at her phone, completely ignoring him until she flatly tells him to clean the bathroom. After that she looks back at her phone, clearly dismissing him from his mind. He says nothing, just quietly turns and walks into the bathroom. He picks up the towel she left on the floor and hung it on the towel rack. After that he picks up her plate, taking it into the kitchen and washes it, putting it with the others. Then with a deep breath, he goes back in, seeing the long ropes of cum sticking to the wall. He grabs paper towels, wiping it up and throwing them away. Once he is done he goes back into the living room. All done Lexi.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

As Alex walked off Lexi would flip through a few shows on the app, she wasn't really sure what she was in the mood to watch, and as much as she wanted to bust all in his mouth there was a chance that would have to wait. Stroking her dick a few times it would lay flaccid still worn out from her previous masturbation session still. Annoyed with herself Lexi looked up from her phone as Alex spoke to her. I need a foot prop, come get on all fours and let me rest my feet on you, as he did as commanded Lexi would cross her legs at the ankles and rested them on the middle section of her roommates back. Mm, this is nice, settling on a show she'd watch a couple of episodes before yawning. Getting up, Lexi stepped around him, you may get up now. Looking at the man, he was cute but a real piece of work and still had some training. I am tired, I think I am going to head to bed. Your mouth can rest tonight, she'd say walking past him and onward to her bedroom. The next day as Lexi arrived at the office she'd take a seat at her desk and log in. Reading over the daily email while sipping on her morning java Lexi's phone pinged reminding her to send Alex his chore list. It was simple but a little longer completely clean the house from top to bottom, sweep, mop and dust. How much you get done with will determine your punishment, and you still owe me a blow job. It was Friday after all and Lexi thought it would be nice to come home to a cleanish house and a pet to train for it was almost a sure thing that he'd get distracted. To tip the odds in her favor Lexi would send him various YouTube videos throughout the day.
Thread: The Ultimatum: My Slave or The Streets? (w/bodman54)

Alex bows his head and gets on his knees, crawling over and stopping in front of her. She drops her heels on his back firmly, causing him to wince from the force. But he doesn't make a sound, not wanting to get punished again. He stays there for a long time, his arms starting to burn from the effort of being her footstool. Finally, she decides that she is done, getting off of him and allowing him to sit up and massage his aching arms. He is glad that he doesn't have to drink her cum or let his mouth get violated so he quickly goes to bed. This whole experience was both physically and emotionally draining, so he was quickly asleep. His dreams were unpleasant, causing him to toss and turn all night. He woke up the next morning, groggy and disoriented. He goes and makes breakfast, making sure to clean up after himself when he was done. His ass was still sore and he didn't want a repeat of yesterday. He was surprised not to see a note on the fridge, but when his phone dings he knows that he isn't getting a day off. His heart drops as he reads the list. This was going to take him all day to do. Might as well get started now. He grabs the broom, beginning in the kitchen and sweeping all the dust and hair into a pile. As he was dumping it into the trash his phone dinged again. He looks at it and sees that she sent him a video. Figuring that she wanted him to watch it for some reason he leans against the counter, watching the whole thing. When it was finished about ten minutes later he was confused. It was a video about video game glitches. What the hell did she mean by that? He shrugs and gets back to work, vacuuming the kitchen. Throughout the day this was a cycle that repeated itself over and over. He would be cleaning and would get a text from Lexi. He would stop what he was doing to watch whatever random video she sent. It was getting late and he was getting nervous. He still had a few rooms to do and the videos were getting longer. He was going to have to decide what he was to finish, the chores or the videos. He was torn by indecision until another video came over. That decided it and he figured that he had done most of the house, so skipping two rooms wouldn't be that bad. He puts the tools down and goes to watch the video.
Thread: Guardian's Journey

Legend of the Guardian's Journey Centuries ago, Humans and Gijinka lived in separate worlds. War broke out between the races leaving nothing but bloodshed and tears in their wake. Deciding she had enough, a Human woman ventured out to stop the war. Along the way she encountered Gijinka that were drawn in by her courage and kindness. Six Gijinka journeyed with her, becoming her guardians discovering that the aura she held gave them strength and courage. Eventually they stopped the war and connected a bridge of forever peace between the Humans and Gijinka. Years after this event the Guardian's Festival has been held at the beginning of each year to celebrate the connection between the two races and the coming of age journey young Gijinka take. Five humans are chosen, a starter binds the first connection, and together they travel the region. The goal is to make it to the summit, to battle it out and become that years champion. To the human who wins the festival he or she is given a cash prize, their names written in a stone for all the world to see, and most importantly, the lifelong friendship of six fully grown Guardians. Not every Human obtains the six like in the legend, nor does every human make it. Some get tired, sometimes Gijinka just give up on their Trainers and abandon them. The journey is one that is filled with happiness but also dangers and is meant to strengthen the will. Or so it used to, now only rich humans enter the Festival. Each year, they're usually given a team to use at the end to entertain the masses watching the competition. The days of true bonds have begun to fade. Though this year was different, during the five chosen a Dragonite Gijika discovered a Human with an aura she hadn't seen very often. He was a last minute entry in the festival and oddly enough a commoner was allowed to participate among the other rich noble humans. As the Festival begins once more, all eyes are watching and waiting to see who this years champion will be.
Thread: Guardian's Journey

mhmm? Artemis rose her head to look at Thomas when he spoke to her. Her head had been drifting in her own little world of fancy as her thoughts ran in circles and a coy little smile curled onto her lips. She'd finally done it... All those years of training... Of being told it's stupid to be a knight and believing in children stories... they had all come to this and she was a chosen guardian! She had met various trainers that day. Rich snobs. Those who seeked glory without putting in the hard work as they approached the Aron and just demanded she joined them. Artemis had turned her nose away withiut a second thought. She hadn't trained all this time to bond with someone who would waste her time. That's when she set eyes on Thomas. He wasn't the heroic looking trainer she had pictured, but then again the world hadn't been as kind as she imagined on her journey. Yet she could sense his kind soul and like her, a need to better himself! There was potential, not just for him but for too and a reason to protect. All these thoughts and more dashed from the Aron's mind as Artemis' smile faultered and she looked around at the woodland setting. They had been trekking for sometime now and a break did seem welcomed. Although her clothes gave the appearance of armour, the only actual armour she wore was her token visor headpiece on her forehead. She was used to long days walking in her sturdy boots, but it was her trainer who was not. A small laugh left her lips as she began to smile again, This is a marathon, not a sprint Thomas. We can take a break if you wish. But if you say the inn is close it makes sense to make haste there she noted what he had said about being a late entry and snorted disaprovingly, What does it matter if you were a late entry?! You have just as much right to compete as I do. If anything - more right! Her voice trailed off into an inaudible grumble and eventually a sigh as she shook her head. It wasn't worth a penny on her thoughts to be thinking of the others. She could clearly see the nerves on Thomas' face and needed to focus on him - not the berating of others. Although they had seen no trouble, the forest was a dangerous place. Whilst her steel nature was handy for protecting against such poison types here, she too was cautious. There were many other types lurking in the trees that could have the upper hand on her should they be forced to engage in battle. Last edited Mar 5, 2019
Thread: Guardian's Journey

Little did the Nightfires know, there was one more person on the immediate area and looking in on the situation and had been trailing the fearsome gangsters a timid Zubat known as 'Fang', who had been lounging around in the upper branches of the trees in the area up until that point. Seeing them and the upcoming trainer he bolted back to the 'hideout', an old mushroom growing shack that Dendra had borrowed from her family and cleaned out. Boss, Boss, Boss! he called out screechy voiced as he ran in through the door. Inside the rest of the Half-Pints were loafing around and minding their own business. 'Horn' the Weedle was slouching on a couch reading some comics, opposite him 'Barb' the Nidoran was with a fashion magazine on her lap, holding a mirror on one hand and applying makeup with the other. Laying on the floor was 'Slick' the Grimer, watching a portable tv as she snacked on some junk food. Lastly was, working on a scheme on a corkboard was Dendra, who made everybody call her 'Boss'. What in the hell is the ruckus Fang!? she barks back as she turns to face her underling. Night... night fires... on the road Said Fang, as he panted. That caught the room's attention. What? isn't this like, our turf? comments Slick. Yeah last time we said that they laughed in our faces said Horn dryly, paging through his comic. Is not ours if we don't act as we own it... How many? Declared Dendra. Four, one of 'em is Kiara... said Fang Well fuck that they can take the forest, said Barb. ...and a trainer, guardian included. Plus they have a gal with a busted arm he finished. Dendra's eyes light up thinking of possibilities, chiefly money. Jack-stonking-pot! She declared We're moving out everyone! she commands heading out the door. Walk with me Start leitmotif Sneakman from Jet Set Radio As the others follow with different degrees of enthusiasm and Fang leads out towards the ambush site. and what would be the plan, o' fearless leader asked Horn with slight mockery. shove it Horn... buuuut, if you must know, is the standard plan, get in, stir shit, get some good hits in aaand guilt trip the hell of the poor trainer into rewarding us. She said with gusto, foreseeing the hefty payout. Riiight, if we win, of course What do you mean, we always win No we do- Shush, showtime, She said and as the Pints reach the site through the main road HEY NIGHTFIRES! She called out Tauntingly I knew all of you all were dumb as hell but I held out hope that you learned maps! So scram! This turf is under the protection of the Poison Half-Pints As she grandstanded the other Pints moved to surround the Nightfires.
Thread: Guardian's Journey

Thomas Wyse The One with an aura of Kindness and Love Guardians 1. Artemis 2. ??? 3. ??? 4. ??? 5. ??? 6. ??? He blushed at little at Artemis's response. Still her words were touching. He hadn't met the other trainers but he was told he was the only one who wasn't rich. He placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. Thank you Artemis. I'm tired but we're almost to the Inn, I can keep going if you can. he happily replied with a smile. Turning around he began to move again, but stopped when he smelled something burning. Then suddenly his vision was filled with smoke. Howling was heard in the distance and he froze as what appeared to be rough looking Gijinka step out of the small fog. His mind was panicking feeling a sudden pressure from a Snarl, what happened to Artemis!? He had only taken a few steps ahead of her, was she alright!? For the most part Kiara's plan was working, Thomas was afraid. Alone in the fog surrounded by possible danger. Maybe his Guardian had gotten hurt or was easily taken care of! No! Artemis was tough, she would be fine, he just felt she would. Two females approached him next, one of them wearing what appeared to be a cast. She tried to look fierce but Thomas couldn't help but notice her arm. He was demanded he handed over his money. Well truth be told he had used most of the starting funds to prepare for the trip. He stared into the eyes of Kiara unsure of what to do or say. Was she going out of her way to help her friend? Suddenly the fear of her attack, seemed to just roll off of his back as he found a bit of courage and pushed the fear away. I-I don't...well...I mean...I've got about 1200 poke left if you want it. he finally spoke up to her. Now wasn't the time to be afraid! Artemis was probably holding her ground, so would he. That's touching, I mean you don't have to go out of your way to, well uhh...get my attention. If your friend needs help for her broken arm that badly all you had to do was ask. taking a soft breath to calm his nerves he gave the Houndour Gijinka a compassionate smile as he began to rummage through his pockets. Pulling the few bills he had left in his wallet he held it out for her to grab. I know it's not much but if your friend there needs medicine to help her arm heal then I'll gladly help. I'm sorry I wish I could do more. Oh wait I know! I have a few potions in my bag if you want those too, maybe they'll help? He jumped then when a female's voice shouted from within the fog. Nightfires? Blinking he gave Kiara a sort of confused look. The voice declared that the turf was protected by a group called the Poison Half-Pints!? Wait was he and Artemis going to be in trouble too? They were passing through this forest after all, so maybe whomever was shouting would let them pass? Maybe he should be afraid, but Thomas was kind of curious. Are they friends of yours? he asked Kiara turning his attention back to the one who had approached him in the fog. Hopefully Artemis would show up soon, he kind of wanted to get out of here. Last edited Mar 5, 2019