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Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Melissa could faintly hear the crash as her car tumbled to its death. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to bring comfort to herself. She leaned her head on the wall of her cell. She would not see anyone for four years. She was terrified that when he let her out, she wouldn't want to leave. Or he wouldn't let her leave. She shut her eyes and waited, and when he came down with her suitcase, she looked up. She watched as he handed her some of her clothes. She frowned, not liking that he chose what gave him easy access to her body. She obediently stood up and put them on. She shook her head. No, she murmured. Her boyfriend had. She felt a pang of sadness when she realized that she wouldn't see him. When she did see him again, he'd probably have moved on, gotten a new girl. Or maybe he'd be so loyal that he'd still be mourning over her when she came home. She walked out obediently, looking up at him, and waited patiently as he bound her wrists. She was just waiting for an opportune moment to strike. She was feigning obedience now, as if this were actually how she acted. She felt him mess with her collar, and when she put her chin down, she felt something attached to her collar. She sighed and shook her head. Probably something to make sure she didn't escape. She followed him upstairs and let him refit her with shackles so she could clean up the glass. She swept it up as she crouched, sweeping up as much of the glass and crystal as she could. She heard his question and shook her head, before she remembered. No, Master. She stood up and brought the dustpan filled with glass into the kitchen, dumping it in the trash. That vase was worthless now. What am I going to do for you in these four years? she asked.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

She was getting quite used to the routine he had mandated for her, but as he knew, she must be biding her time waiting for him to drop his guard, then she will make her move. In kind, he only pretended to be playing along, smiling and showing his appreciation to her submission when able. Hearing the sound of Glass shards piling on top of each other, she had finished the chore at hand and he was pleased. Good work there, Slave. he said, softly patting her shoulder. Normally, he would not answer a slave's question, only because it went against his credo. Leaning against the fridge, he looked at her holding a glass of water on his right hand. Normally slaves are not allowed to speak unless they are told to, but considering you've done quite well today, I'll entertain that question. He said, pausing for a moment as he drank the water he had in his glass. Walking over, he put a TV dinner in the microwave, timing it to 2 minutes and 30 seconds as he let the frozen meal cook. Turning back to his slave, he gently rubbed her left nipple with his left hand, rolling it between his index and middle finger. You will do as I ask you to do, unconditionally. Such things may range from chores, sexual service, submission or being my new farmhand. Of course, everything has to be done manually, it's all a part of your slave training! Making sure to emphasize the last two words, he made it awfully clear that she was to be his slave for those 4 years. No rights, no freedoms and certainly no control over her fate. Removing the steaming hot meal, he placed in another and led her forward. I have a few critiques. You will always include Master in the words you say. You must also notify Master of anything that you do, whether it be finishing a task or asking of something. he said, pinning her against the wall gently, holding out his thin wooden crop. Even if it is still your first day, you need to be disciplined to become a good slave! Isn't that what Slut wants? Referring to her as Slut only to acknowledge it must be a harsh sting to her pride, much like his crop as it lashed gently against her nipples three times. Then, afterwards, he put down a dog bowl, pulling the food that he had heated before onto it. The Dog bowl was rather large atleast, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, meatloaf and the desert all lumped up on top of each other. Go on, eat! Slaves don't eat at the table unless their Master allows them. If you've been a good girl you will be able to eat with me!
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Melissa tensed slightly when he told her that slaves didn't speak unless spoken to. She nodded a little, waiting as he answered the question for her. She watched carefully as he walked around and prepared dinner. She thought he was only making dinner for himself. She didn't want a tv dinner. She'd rather just starve. She backed up, whimpering as he teased her nipple. She didn't like him touching her. She didn't want to do anything for him, especially not anything sexual, though she could imagine he would make sure that would happen in the four years. She looked up at him with wide eyes, her body trembling a little. She felt self-conscious, standing here with him as he teased her nipple through only a thin layer of cloth. She blushed quietly and watched him. He put another dinner in the microwave, and she found herself pressed up against the wall. Her heart pounded wildly, and her fearful eyes showed her discomfort with the situation. She looked down at the crop and swallowed. Apparently he carried that thing around with him. She heard him call her Slut, and she shook her head, flinching as he hit her with the crop. She didn't want to be called slut. She didn't like the name and what its connotation brought. She squirmed quietly, her cheeks bright pink. She saw the dog bowl, and she frowned, looking in disgust at all the food clumped together. The small girl shook her head. I'm not very hungry, Master, she said quietly. She didn't like the look of her food piled on top of each other. She hated when her food was touching. It just made it more disgusting. She also didn't want to eat out of a dog bowl. She felt like an animal eating at his feet rather than at a table. Just another way to control her and her pride.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Without warning he kicked the dish harshly, letting the food splatter on the floor. Since you're so ungrateful for food, I'll see to it that you won't get your next meal. he barked out. Clean that mess up. he commanded, pointing to the food that was scattered around. To think just a few moments ago he was so endearing and kind, but now he reverted to that cruel Master that he had made himself out to be. She was to spend 4 years of her life under the thrall of such a cruel man?! Starvation was a good tool to use when breaking a slave. Forced to work for sustenance was sure to convince her that relying on her master was the only way to fulfill her needs. Once she was finished, he yanked the chain closer, forcing her towards the Living Room. Sitting down, he made himself comfortable on the couch. Kneel, slave. he commanded, drawing the crop threateningly, perhaps to compel her to obey what he was to command next. Listen here, Slave you'd best stop resisting and throw away all of your dignity. It will make your stay here much more enjoyable and fulfilling if you stop thinking of me as a bad guy. he advised her carefully, using his crop to lift her chin up slightly. Hold out your palms, sing to me jack and jill. if you pause, I will punish you. When she did hold them up, he began to strike her palms, alternatively, striking her left palm, then her right, then her left back and forth, back and forth. If she were to concede and lower her hands, it would obviously be seen as disobedience and an infraction! Going at the 10th stroke, he wondered how long until she broke, totally submitting to him.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Melissa threw up her hands to shield her face from the flying food. She looked up at him in distress, slowly getting to her feet and cleaning up the mess, putting it all in the trash. She frowned unhappily, not looking forward to her life here with him. She bit her lip and glanced up at him, knowing he was watching her, waiting for her to finish. She didn't want to obey him. She didn't like him, and she didn't understand why he would do this to her. Why he was so cruel, why he was so adamant about being her master. When she was yanked off her feet into the living room, she whimpered and knelt, looking at the crop nervously. Her eyes went up to his face, biting her lip. She listened and growled quietly. She would never lose her dignity. That she was sure of. When he lifted her chin, she looked up at him and sighed. The nursery rhyme? she murmured. She quickly began to sing it with her hands out. She yelped when he began to strike her palms, trying desperately to keep holding them out. When he reached the 10th, she quickly pulled her stinging hands back, looking up at him. What is the point of this? she demanded, not sure why he was hitting her. She rubbed her sore hands, looking down at her red palms. She whimpered and tried to scoot away, knowing that she had disobeyed in putting her hands down. She looked at him with wide eyes. I don't understand what's going on! she cried, backing up until the chain was taut.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Karel remained silent as she talked on and on. He would let her finish before treating her as how he planned on treating her like a slave, to remind her that she was worth nothing while she was busy paying off the intrusion to his home. When she was done, he smirked when she tried to scoot away, though the collar he held on one hand did stop her from inching a way farther than usual. Resistance was to be met with some punishment, but not too much. He wanted to prolong her breaking, to convince her that disobeying him was the very root of her wrongdoing and that it would simply make it worse for herself. Tugging the collar forward, Karel grasped his crop rather harshly and smacked her a bit at the thighs, continuing to let loose a few red weals on her skin. Were you given permission to talk, slave? He asked, slowly repositioning the crop as he lashed at her feet then. Then, deeming that she had enough, he began to pull her downstairs. Move it, slut! he commanded, forcing her to walk down the steps while she was led by a chain to her neck. Leading her just below a ratchet and a chain, he took a handful of rope, a ball-gag and predictably, a vibrator. Kneel. he commanded, taking a bar-spreader from the cabinet, affixing it to her ankles as they were spread out a bit, forcing her to a kneeling position. Uncuffing her, he gave her a bit of freedom, just to contemplate on her new position before the strain was to begin. He turned around for a bit, looking through different vibrators, browsing his arsenal of sex pleasure toys. Mmhmmm...You look like you need an orgasm or two to loosen you up... he said to himself, choosing what looked like the right kind of vibrator to use against her. It was a small bud vibrator, complete with a remote. Walking back, he tossed a bright red ball gag before her. Put that on, strap it behind your head and put the ball behind your teeth. he said, his orders strict.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Melissa whimpered, knowing that she'd done wrong. He dragged her forward, and she wailed pathetically, fighting as he began to slap the crop on her thighs and feet. Her toes curled against the strange sensation on her soles, and she clenched her fists and struggled. N-No Master, you didn't! she answered obediently, whimpering and looking up at him with wide eyes when he finally stopped the assault. The girl stumbled to her feet and stomped after him, feeling him leading her. She whimpered and hurried down the stairs to keep up with him, and knelt obediently when he told her to. She looked up at him with wide eyes, whimpering as he affixed the spreader bar to her. She didn't like that. It just made her more open to attack. She shut her eyes and waited, her body trembling. He gave her the gag and she obediently put it in her mouth, tightening it behind her head as best she could with her chained wrists. She whined into the gag as he contemplated the vibrator. He brought over the bud vibrator, and the girl struggled and scooted back, shaking her head. Ah thunt gannt aht. Thunt oose ith un ehhh! I don't want that. Don't use it on me!
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Truly, trying to train this girl would take some time. Ignoring her pleas, he unchained her wrists and simply grabbed her arms behind her, putting them elbow to elbow as he bound her arms together in an extremely straining manner. Noticing her elbows square off by instinct, he laughed. You're rather flexible. I like that. he commented, softly spanking her buttocks with the thin wooden crop, spanking her gratituously, making soft red x's onto her cheeks. smiling softly, he bound a length of rope from her wrists onto the ratchet. Tying a seperate lock for both of her ankles, he smirked softly as he knelt down right before her. He wanted her to see him as the torture begins. The moment would mark the first time she would experience hardcore endurance bondage. Pressing the button, it slowly forced her arms up, nearly vertical as it pointed up towards the roof. The rope at her ankles forced her to her knees, where the pressure would be concentrated. Her feet and her foreleg was no longer where the pressure rested, forced to her knees to say nothing of the strain her arms must be going through. With the strain of her arms it was only natural for the head to be bowed, a natural 'position of sorts for her. She can move, however it would be nothing more than a few inches from where she knelt bound or turning around. He slowly let it all in, hearing her pained cries and moans arousing him in turn. Turn around. he commanded, raining her thighs and her buttocks, slightly raised up from the bondage with strikes from the crop.
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

Melissa cried out in distress as he grabbed her elbows and forced them behind her back. She looked up at him pleadingly, wincing as he tied her up tightly so that she couldn't really do much with her arms. Her emerald eyes silently begged him, and she whimpered quietly as he held her in place. When she felt her arms get forced up toward the ceiling and her body weight was transferred to her knees, she whined and wailed, shaking her head and wriggling. She couldn't do anything here. She was totally trapped. She whimpered and looked up at him best she could, but it was just so much easier to bow her head. She whimpered in pain, trying to find a comfortable position, but she couldn't get far enough that she could find any. She shut her eyes in pain and whined, shaking her head. She heard his command to turn around, and the small girl bit down on her ball gag and waddled on her knees, slowly but surely turning around. She didn't look up at him, just shut her eyes and whimpered in embarrassment and pain. She trembled desperately, wishing she could go home. Had anyone discovered she was missing yet?
Thread: Behind closed Doors (Lily X QB

The sight of her bound, disheartened and whimpering body was a pleasurable sight to behold! By then the way her body was bound it forced her chest area to proudly jut out, however her bowed head prevented him from seeing her taut nip-nips from being seen. This was her 'first' bondage session and already she was on the brink of giving up. Was her body that tender, sensitive and delicate? Karel had fun striking at her thighs, her belly, her chest and onto her butt with the crop, raining gentle yet firm strokes against her body. A Master needed no pretext to do anything to their slave. He was demonstrating that to her just now, striking at her body despite having no reason to do so. Are you comfortable there? he asked, kneeling face to face with her, poking the soft red ball gag caused her to drool, humiliated and utterly tormented by the ropes, his fingers began to stroke only to discover she was wetter than before. Was she secretly a Masochist? Even if she wasn't, he would definitely change it so that SHE becomes his own masochist. Sing me twinkle twinkle little star and I will untie you! But if you stammer or stop, I will ask you to start over! he said, turning up the vibrator a tiny bit, then spanking and striking at her bare feet, alternating from foot to foor. Oh my, are you about to cum? he asked, noticing her body shuddering. While that could be because of her body begging him to put an end to this senseless torture, he mistook it or an orgasm just so that she would end up begging him not to provoke her body any more. The day was long, with her car breaking down, being held captive and the only chance of escape gone, probably fifty meters down the water? Waiting her decision, he continued to strike at her thighs, toes, feet, buttocks and even to her breasts when he slid it just below her chest.
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RE Need a collar around your neck? going to bump just once
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RE Need a collar around your neck? and then once more but this is it I promise
Thread: My Vampire King [Shadow Kitty and Lothiel]

Wandering in the forest, Amy was lost and scared. Being here, alone, and being a female, was dangerous. She stood 5' 6 tall, weighed 165 pounds, and had dark brown eyes. He brown hair, almost looking black when wet, was braided down her back, ending in the middle of her back. Her breasts were a size 36 DD, just the way she liked them. But the thing about them, was that they seemed to bring her unwanted attention from men. She wandered around a little longer, and finally stumbled into a clearing. In the clearing, she seen a city, looking just as normal as could be. Putting her fears aside, she walked down, and into the city, not knowing what she stumbled upon, or the consequences it would have. But being in a city was better than out in the open. She tried to convince herself. Just when she thought it was abandoned, she ran right into someone, falling back on her butt, on the ground. Looking up, she seen him. I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going. She said.
Thread: My Vampire King [Shadow Kitty and Lothiel]

Although the town did resemble a city, it lacked most, if not all, features that defined a city, by modern standards at any rate. Looking more like an older settlement that had grown in an organised manner, it was home to a large vampire clan, and they were nicer than a lot of others, although they still hunted, it was not on the scale of most clans, or even the individual rogues. They brought humans in to their town to be a regular food source as well as servants. While walking through and performing his regular checks on the condition of it's infrastructure, the King of the clan, Sahaquiel, turned a corner and was promptly bumped into by someone. Turning to look at her, he nodded and smiled, and then his nostrils flared ever so slightly. She was human, and an attractive one at that. It is alright, Miss. You look lost, do you need any help? I could provide you with some assistance if you do. he says to her as he helps her to her feet, I am King Sahaquiel, the ruler of this area. he adds as he gives her a polite bow. No, it wouldn't do for him to reveal his nature to her yet, especially since she was still in the open, and likely to run into the sunlight. He may have been outside during the day, but the awnings over the buildings were designed to keep the inhabitants in the shade so that they could do their daily duties without fear of destruction. While he was protected here, 5 feet away where the shade of the awnings ended, he would not be, and it would not take much for her to realize just what he was if he suddenly stopped after chasing her into the light. Why don't you come with me to the castle? You look like you could do with a cool drink or two.
Thread: My Vampire King [Shadow Kitty and Lothiel]

She looked up at him and smiled. Thanks, and I'm sorry again for running into you. She said. She stood up and brushed herself off. Then following him, she headed towards the castle, amazed that it was there, for it was the biggest building of the city. Looking around, Amy noticed that what she thought was a city, turned out to be what she thought was a village instead of a city. But she was happy either way. Oh, I'm sorry, where are my manners. She said, stopping suddenly. Shaquiel, I am Amy. It's nice to meet you. She said, smiling. She hoped she didn't offend him, because he was offering her drink and shelter, after she was air headed and ran right into him. As they continued, she couldn't help but hope that everything would be alright. For she had deeper needs than just food and drinks. No, Amy liked more than that, and getting the right drinks in her would help that other need to become more pronounced. For Amy had a strong sexual drive as well. One that would rival the one's of the human male's. Oh yes, she loved sex, and sex loved her. She just hoped that she could keep this urge at bay until she knew exactly what was going on, and had time to asses her surroundings.
Thread: Beast Mastery and Retribution (Sacrahlicous and Cevl)

Ashenvale was always dark, and once quiet but now with the raging of war amongst its trees, the fight for territory disturbed the silence that beheld them. A soft breeze in areas was still refreshing, and still in the furthest reaches of the forest was silent. It was where this young elf worked diligently in her profession. Archeology had always taken time, patience few ever had. Even this Blood elf paladin could barely manage it but things that were promised held her attention long enough to try with occasional breaks at the Main tavern in Ogrimmar, Or browsing through auction house. Biting her lower lip as she landed her newly gained Bronze drake, sliding off the massive beast. With a pat on his large side she gave him permission to fly freely around the until she called him back. According to her map this was one of few areas within the contested area that was known to hold some Night elf artifacts. Pausing momentarily she looked around the small ruins , her piercing green eyes ensuring that it was safe to proceed before unpacking the scanner and readying it as s took up a shovel. Humming an old and long forgotten by many melody she set off to work , digging up where the scanner bleaked a brilliant green color, signaling that there was something near. It was lonely within this travels, since many wouldn't mess with her in the Azeroth areas, only the few dumb alliance dared to mess with her and was swift with retribution was put in there place.
Thread: Beast Mastery and Retribution (Sacrahlicous and Cevl)

Rood stepped over the lands, hooves making thumps on the ground. He couldn't help but be bored. He had became one of the best, and wanted more. He wanted to have someone who would acknowledge his power, who he could completely overpower and make his bitch even though she was, in her profession, as strong as she was. Whom he could fuck without tearing her to bits like always happened after a while with those weak human women. They weren't even funny to rip apart like it was with Gnomes. He sighed, good things were hard to come by these days. He kicked against a rock, it going into a tree. Then he saw the Drake flying overhead, chasing some birds around, probably bored as well. But he saw he was reigned, so it's master, or mistress, should be nearby. He got his hand out of his pants, the long bulge going down into one of the legs of the pants decreasing after a while. After a while he saw the woman, bent over while digging something up. He whistled lowly to himself, she looked pretty hot, more so than the average blood elf, which meant something, and was, looking at her armour, powerful too. He decided he'd see if she was worthy material before going any further on her, and walked over to her. She'd probably hear andor feel his footsteps earlier than she would see him. How's the digging going? The tall, black tauren asked her. He was clad in leather clothing, it wasn't all too powerful, but didn't show off weakness, more that he knew he was strong enough to not need any special armour.