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Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Everything goes white. The snowstorm that had been punishing the town sweeps in around the Prince and his new toy, bringing the snow-women with them and encasing like a cocoon. Then it breaks, disappearing into thin air. The punishing heat returns to the town, and for at least the next year, they shall not see the girl who's done so much for their village again. And if they do see her in a year, she will not be the same. Another broken shell... But the Lady Protector lets out a breath, and slowly - but for a few weeping children - the people make their way back to work. They've continued their devil's bargain with the lesser evil, and the Prince of Frost will protect them for another year. Meanwhile, the snow opens in front of a great and terrible palace of ice. It's easily three times the size of any mortal palace, with no brick nor mortar - fused entirely from solid, opaque ice. The whiteness of the unnatural edifice seems to suggest death a dozen times over, with the ice managing to look at once like bones and blades, and the harshness of the season of death. The Prince of Frost almost dismissively hands his new girl's leash to one of the snow women, who has appeared beside him. Mournwind, he says to one, and Soulsorrow to the other. Take this girl to the beginning room. Give her preparation for the cold, bathe her, and dress her as my pets warrant. You may arouse her should the hunger take you, but you will make sure not to overstep your bounds just yet. Later I may give you right to deeper intimacies with her. He hasn't yet spoken a word to Silva, and he doesn't before he leaves - taking two steps towards the palace, and collapsing into a field of broken snow. Mournwind tugs the girl's leash - not lightly - and pulls her into a fast walk behind her. The first room in the palace is a great hall of pillars, statues, and works of art, all made of ice Silva can see images of a being that looks like the Prince, but not nearly so dark or warlike. Indeed, he smiles, and even seems to dance, a beautiful woman in his arms. At a close inspection, or as close as Mournwind and Soulsorrow will allow her, the woman doesn't look dissimilar to Mournwind and Soulsorrow themselves. She is guided to a room that, for the first time, had something other than ice in it. A bearskin rug - polar, doubtless - lies on the floor, spread out and looking particularly comfortable. There are wooden chairs by the walls, and a wooden shelf holds bottles and jars - an alchemical motherlode - upon it. Mournwind sets the girl's leash on the table. As Soulsorrow moves to the jars and begins mixing liquids in a silver goblet, Mournwind easily unfastens her long, white dress, letting it puddle behind her, showing the unnatural beauty of her naked white form she gestures to Silva, indicating that she must do the same.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Silva was a little startled and her body seemed shocked as she was taken from the warmth of the town to this cold palace, knowing it was his powers that had done it, but it was still amazing. Hearing his order she opened her mouth to say something, but he was already walking away and with a sigh she remained silent. When her leash was tugged at she nearly fell as she tried to hurry so she would not be dragged and went into the palace with the two women, if thats what you could call them. Looking at the art she might not have been close, but being an elf she could see it well enough to see the figure in the picture, and even the prince seemed happy, she wondered what had happened, where that woman was and why he was taking girls like her if there was someone that made him happy, but then of course she already was piecing together thing, wondering if she had left him, or even died, usually those were the only reason to turn someone's heart to such a hard block of ice. She wondered if she would, or could even get him to smile, but shrugging it off she followed through the halls and into the room, relieved to see that this room was warm enough for her. Upon looking around she felt herself a little nervous about the snow women, she did not know what they were, or what they would do to her, and she was still a virgin, so she did not know if she wanted them playing with her in such a way, and not only that, but she needed a bath and looked over to see her indicating to remove her rags, feeling a little ashamed that her clothing could not be something as presentable as their white gowns, which led her to wonder what appropriate attire for her would be, if anything. Nodding she slipped off her skirt, seeing it was made of three different pieces of cloth and barely held together with some string and rope. Her top she slipped off to show off her firm breasts, she could afford no undergarments, so she was already completely bare, her left arm wrapping around her breasts to try and hide herself, still having her modesty for the moment, while her other hand went to try and hide her bare naked womanhood looking around nervously she spoke to the, Um... May I have a bath or some way of cleaning up, I don't think I am presentable for you or the prince at the moment, She said, knowing she had not had a proper bath in a while, but despite that fact she was still gorgeous, and she did not look too filthy except for some dust here and there on her skin.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Mournwind shakes her head, sharply. She steps forward, taking Silva's hand in one of hers, and Silva for the first time truly feels the coldness of the courtier's skin. Mournwind leads Silva to a pit in the corner of the room - inside is mounted a wooden bath, and in the bath is a huge amount of water, which looks like a luxurious bath. However... no steam rises from it. Mournwind presses Silva's hand into the bath, taking it away from her virgin sex. The water feels almost colder than the ice - as if it could be below freezing and remain water. Mournwind leaves her hand there long enough for it to hurt, which is not long at that temperature, and then waits another second before drawing it out. She shakes her head again, and then gestures to Soulsorrow. Soulsorrow, for her part, pours a jug of her mixed liquid into a glass bottle. It's some kind of swirling indigo fluid, dark and mysterious. She takes it over to the two other women. Soulsorrow hands the bottle to Mournwind. Mournwind hands the bottle to Silva. Soulsorrow instructs Silva in the sisters' way of mime she raises an imaginary bottle in an imaginary toast, before setting it to her lips and drinking deeply.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Feeling the woman grasp her hand she tried to pull away, feeling it very cold and uncomfortable. She remove her hands from protecting her so the woman would not be angry with her. Feeling her hand go into the water she instantly tried to pull it out, feeling it freezing and hurting a little now. Once her hand was out of the water she yanked it out of the woman's grasp and quickly pulled her hand into herself using her other hand to warm it, concentrating on using her magic to warm her hand, clearly angry by what Mournwind had done. Looking to Soulsorrow she took the bottle, looking at it before asking softly, What is it? What will it do to me? She felt a little bad for asking when they could not answer with words, clearly not trusting something that they had concocted without her know the ingredients and would rather not drink it. However she gave a soft sigh looking from one to the other, If I were to not drink it, you would force it down my throat wouldn't you? She asked, figuring she already knew the answer, so with a deep breath she took a small drink of it before handing it back and stepping away from the two, not sure what it was or what it might do to her, but she did not want them near her in case they tried to do anything to her, or make a move. She was not trusting, but then again after hearing their master say they could have fun with her she was a little wary of their actions and after everything that had happened to her she had good reason not to believe anything anyone told her, or trust anyone around her. She wrapped her arms around herself to keep herself warm, being naked and after being touched by the woman it only made her cold and she wanted to get wrapped up in blankets and have a warm meal.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

The potion goes down like ice water - nothing like what Silva would want in this freezing landscape - but as it runs down her throat it seems to heat up, until a few seconds after drinking her throat and tongue have all the fire of a good brandy. Soulsorrow demonstrates the effects of the potion she hugs her large breasts, hidden by her white dress, and shudders feverishly she drinks an imaginary potion and then she stands straight, wiping off her forehead as if with relief. Indeed, things... feel warmer. At least, less cold... Mournwind takes the bottle back, swishes it back and forth thoughtfully to hear the remainder of the potion sloshing in the bottle, and sets her fingers spaced apart on the side to judge how much she thinks remains. She takes a firm step forward, puts one cold - but not as cold as it was before, apparently - hand on Silva's cheek, and drizzles another small shot of the potion over her lips. It's not quite forcing it down her throat, but she apparently thinks that Silva needs a good bit more potion in her. At that point, a wicked smirk crosses her snow-white face, and she moves to the bearskin rug. Nude and lovely in her exotic way, she sits with her legs straight out, and beckons to Silva with one finger. With her other hand, she tips the potion bottle over her breasts, running a trickle of the liquid over the top of her full tits, little drops of the liquid forming buds on her firm nipples.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Silva was worried about the effect of the potion and as she watched the woman mime what the potion did she bit her lip, a small frown on them as she looked from one to another, she knew she should not have drank anything that was given to her here, but she had decided it best that she do as she was told, and now she was angry with herself for allowing herself to do so, but now as she began to feel it warming up she looked from one woman to the other. The young elf was hesitant however when they wanted her to drink more, not sure if that was safe, but soon she felt the potion on her lips, giving a soft whimper, clearly not wanting it, but she finally gave in, licking it off for a moment before looking over to the other sister on the floor at the rug, watching as the potion was poured over her, clearly she could tell what the snow woman wanted, but she was not sure if she wanted to do such a thing, and paused before deciding it best to listen to them since they could just overpower her and force anything they wanted onto her. Seeing her finger motion her over she nodded slowly and cautiously moved over to the woman before kneeling to her on the rug, not certain what to do as she looked at her then the potion on her breasts. She figured she knew what she was suppose to do, but her kind were very prude, and she had done nothing like this, so as she leaned forward to lick the potion off her body she wondered if she would melt like snow, or if there would be some other reaction from her body, finding that these women were very odd, yet interesting, and so she cleaned the potion off of her breasts before withdrawing a little, blushing softly, a little embarrassed at what she had done, not that it would be the last time she would.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Mournwind, as expected, makes no sound as the beautiful elf-slave licks the potion from her breasts. She does, however, lean her head back, close her eyes, and part her lips clear signs that while these unnatural women are far from standard humans or even standard elves, they nonetheless take pleasure in much the same way. Her nipples harden all the further, goose-flesh pimpling around her aureolae. Under the potion, her skin is still cold, but not nearly as cold as her touch had been earlier, and as Silva laps up more potion from Mournwind's body it seems to be getting warmer and warmer. Soulsorrow, on the whole, simply watches her sister take full advantage of the pretty elf girl, but before long she too is in motion. Walking behind Silva, she strokes the girl's long hair over her back with one cool hand, and then picks up her discarded rags. With a gesture of one hand, she turns them to ice with another, she shatters them, ice melting over the floor. Mournwind takes the girl's leash in her hand and pulls her closer, Silva's face between her breasts for a moment. She looks down with a sadist's pleasure, and then gives Silva a bare amount of room, pulling her down between white legs. Mournwind's pussy is hairless and mostly as white as the rest of her on the inside it fades to a very light coral pink. It's soon hidden, as Mournwind pours more of the potion over the lips of her sex and in between... it's quite obvious what she expects to get from Silva now.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Silva was a little curious about the women, seeing her mouth open as if to moan, but nothing came out, wondering if they were just like human girls or herself, just mute, and if so why he could not give them voices, or if he just did not want to. But she let that thought fade away as she did as the woman wanted, blushing brightly at what they were having her do, but it was not as though she had too much choice, the master had given them permission to play with her, so it was either she tried to enjoy it and adjust, or be in much discomfort, unease, and maybe pain. So she figured cooperating would be the best since this might be a normal thing for them here, she was not sure yet. Feeling the hand rake through her long silver hair she looked over her shoulder for a moment to see her take the rags she had owned and shatter them, her eyes widening thinking to herself that that was all she ever owned, but her attention was brought back to Mournwind as she took hold of her leash and pulled her closer to her, making the girl give a small bit of resistance, not use to this type of treatment but she allowed her to press her breasts against her face and is brought down between the woman's legs to see her sex, suspecting that was probably the most color on these women other than the white snow. However when the potion was poured on she was not sure what to do, but the look from the woman on her back already told her what was expected of her and she bit her lip softly before doing what the woman wanted, feeling very nervous and uncomfortable as she lowered her lips to the woman's potion covered sex, licking off the potion as carefully as she could. Using her tongue she lapped up the liquid, but figured this was not just for her to drink the potion, but also to pleasure the woman. So Silva leaned her lips in, kissing against Mournwind's light pink sex before licking again, using only her tongue as she balanced herself with her hands, using her tongue to lick and flick a the nub that the woman hand, not really seeing it too clearly, but she could feel it against her tongue and so tried to see if that was what she wanted until she instructed her to do more.
Thread: His Frozen Heart (Kadrin and Demorica)

Despite her insistent hands and her firm grip on Silva's leash, Mournwind seemed fully capable of letting Silva lick the potion - and Mournwind's pussy - all on her own. Her eyes fluttered closed, a beautiful expression, and her lips parted in soft, awakening joy. Before long, she was bucking her hips at Silva's tongue, the hand spilling the potion over herself shivering and applying it all over her sex and mound and inner thighs, and not long after that her thighs clamped to Silva's cheeks as her mouth opened in a silent scream. Throughout her orgasm, Mournwind made not a sound. And with that, the potion bottle was empty... and the ice castle, and the woman's skin, seemed really quite warm. Even pleasant. The effect of the potion became all the clearer as Soulsorrow took Silva's leash from her sister, and guided the new slave to the bath. Not nearly so forceful as Mournwind had been, but every inch as insistent, she set Silva's hand into the bathwater... which had before been painfully freezing, and seemed now to be pleasantly, indulgently warm. With her point made, Soulsorrow slipped into the bath in a slow, languid motion, resting for a hedonistic moment in what must, to her, be delightfully warm water and beckoned Silva to follow her a moment later.
Thread: A Taste of Something Different (Ryanmo97 x EternallyBitten)

Ryan Morris Age 35 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic. Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. He walked into the bar that night just looking for a drink or two. He didn't frequent the bar too often. But, he just closed a big deal so he deiced to treat himself. He would have liked to celebrate with his girlfriend but she broke up with him a couple of weeks ago. She got a promotion that took her out of town and didn't believe in long distance relationships. He just came from the office so he took off his suit jacket and tie. He left them in the car and walked in just a blue button up shirt and black slacks. He was about to sit down at the bar when he saw a very attractive woman sitting at the bar alone. He walked up to her and said, Hey there... This seat taken? he pointed to the empty bar stool next to her.
Thread: A Taste of Something Different (Ryanmo97 x EternallyBitten)

NameSarah Mitchel Age 25 Height5'8'' Weight145 lbs. HairBlond EyesBlue Body typeSlender Sarah Mitchel was a married woman.She had no right being where she was tonight especially not wearing the slinky black dress and heels her husband bought her out of guilt,but the truth is she was unhappy in her marriage, he was always working and never spent time with her. They had no children she has had 3 miscarriages and has had no luck with getting pregnant again. She has honestly lost all interest in starting a family with that man. He was always rushing off to work and she suspected he had a mistress. She was tired of the games and tired of him. She wanted something new and she had a feeling the local bar was the place to do it. She sat there looking around and a handsome man came around asking if the seat was taken, maybe this was it. No, go ahead. She said with a smile.
Thread: A Taste of Something Different (Ryanmo97 x EternallyBitten)

Ryan smiled and sat down in the seat next to her. The bartender came up and he ordered a Jack and Coke. Then, he turned to woman sitting next to him, My name's Ryan, by the way. He offered her his hand to shake. So, what brings you here tonight? He knew that there was no way this woman was here on her own. She must have been waiting for her friends, her boyfriend, her husband, a blind date, somebody. Whoever was this woman's significant other was one of the luckiest men or women on Earth, in his opinion.
Thread: Creative female searching for male!!! (Horror/superpower/maid/apocalypse)

Id be so into the As the World Ends idea! I already have a character in my head I'll shoot ya a pm! shot
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

RE Need creative partner for LONG-TERM PLOT. MxF Bump.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

RE Need creative partner for LONG-TERM PLOT. MxF Bumping again.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

RE Need creative partner for LONG-TERM PLOT. MxF Last bump tonight. Must go.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

RE Need creative partner for LONG-TERM PLOT. MxF HI PIXEL CARE TO SHARE WITH ME SOME OF U IDEAS. MAC
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

RE Need creative partner for LONG-TERM PLOT. MxF I guess some people don't understand the meaning of literacy. All caps is considered rude too. I think I might like to do some role playing with you some day Pixel, but I'm just joining and not sure if I could sustain a long term one now. Gonna get my feet wet first. Hope you find someone that can spell and not use all caps. TTFNs
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

Thread edited, because I didn't want to make a new one. xp Mcpguy - We should talk about a roleplay sometime, then. Whenever you feel ready. Or when I'm more in the mood for something short-term. 3 And thanks, I hope so as well.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

Are you only interested in the plots you've posted or you're open to modern genres?
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

Well, like I said, I don't mind people suggesting a roleplay that doesn't involve my plots. I'm very open to modern-setting stuff, but if it's long-term there has to be some sort of fantasy mixed into it...harder to keep my interest otherwise.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

Hmm, I might be interested in your angels and demons plot, tell me more.
Thread: Need creative partners for long term plots. (MxF)

PMed, as you already know.