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Thread: Love is for Suckers [Goody + Incendo]

Ah, success! He could tell just from the way she smiled a little and her eyes widened in delight that he'd chosen well. There was a moment of discomfort, however, as she made a small noise that caught him off guard. Unwilling to analyze his thoughts too deeply at that moment and chiding himself for being so sensitive, Howe turned away from her in embarrassment. Curiosity got the better of him and Howe got into the chocolate box and pulled out another of the colorful little wrapped treats. Seems like a good one, yeah? he asked her breezily. I've never had any of these either. In fact, I don't eat anything except blood, like most Frith. But let's have a little looksee, huh? He gave her a playfully confiding look as he unwrapped the little chocolate. Instead of giving it to her, he held it between his own fingers, looking it over in the light of the kitchen. Shrugging at her, he popped it into his own mouth, placing his hands on his hips as he rolled the little morsel from his tongue to his cheek. He tried to maintain his composure and it was obvious as he squinted and pursed his lips, nodding slightly as the texture and flavor of it hit him. But it was barely a minute before his gag reflex kicked in and he had to spit it out. Awkwardly, Howe cupped his hand and let the little undamaged chocolate ball fall into his palm, with brown colored saliva dirtying his hand. Grunting in disgust and gagging softly, Howe blinked in agitation even as he glanced at her and asked helplessly, Oh my God... Why...??? It ended on a chuckle as Howe turned to the trash to deposit the foul morsel. Standing at the sink to wash his hands, Howe continued to roll his tongue around his mouth in discomfort, laughing even as he did so. I guess those are just for you then, he acceded, patting the box as he set it aside on the counter. Opening the cupboards, he placed within them some of the food items he'd gotten her. Some boxes of crackers and cereal and a couple cans of vegetables. He didn't know what peas were but he heard green was good for saps, nutritionally. After those bags were empty, he pulled forward the brown paper bag from the clothes shop and motioned her closer. I got you some clothes like you asked for, he said. Mostly dresses and shifts because it's summer and I don't want you to get hot in here. But there's some underwear too. I had a lady help me with the sizes but if anything doesn't fit, tell me and I'll get you different ones. Taking a cream colored shift out of the bag, he held it so she could see the folded garment and the bright pink sticker tied to the collar. Don't take these off until you've tried them and seen if they fit, okay? It'll help me get full price back for them if they stay on. If they fit though, you can pull them off. Holding the bag out to her and letting her take it from him, Howe gave her a gentle pat on the small of her back, urging her to her room. Why don't you try one of them on for me now. I just want to make sure I got it right.
Thread: Love is for Suckers [Goody + Incendo]

-she watched, eyes slightly widened, as he popped the chocolate in his mouth. Brows lifting. Her own lips pursed in amusement as she watched the shifting of his features until finally a laugh bubbles from between her lips. A genuine sound, as musical as her voice could be. A sound not heard very often actually but it faded almost as quickly as it had come. When he beckoned her closer, she came, her neck stretching slightly to peer into the bag or try to at first. She listened to his instruction and nodded her acknowledgement. Wrapping her arms around the bag, smiling. She didnt need much of a push toward her room. She dug to find a pair of underwear, slipping from those shed had on since the auction. A pair that matched in color to the shift hed pulled from the bag. She stripped from the top and wrap as well. She drew the shift over her head and let it settle around her frame, the hem brushing against her mid thigh. It fit quite well, forming against her frame properly. She brushed her hands against it at her stomach and plucked the tag from it before padding from her room, stopping just outside her door.-
Thread: Love is for Suckers [Goody + Incendo]

When she left him, Howe went to his own room briefly to take off his jacket and gun holsters, leaving him in black pants and a dark blue, cotton shirt. When he returned and she hadn't emerged yet, Howe wandered idly by the living room, thinking he'd check the TV for any news. He was stopped when he spied the book that had been left out. It was one of his, of course, but he couldn't remember the story it told. So, his little sap had been reading? Did she like to read or was she just doing that because there was nothing else for her to do? Leah's caution about resentful saps came back to his mind and Howe determined that he'd have to find something to entertain his pet while he wasn't around or she might not stay as cute and sweet as she was. He didn't like to think it but he couldn't help it her parents being runaways, especially with her at such a young age, automatically added the behavior to things she might have a proclivity for at some point. His thoughts were interrupted as Amina's door opened and she stepped back out, drawing Howe's attention. If his jaw dropping to the floor could have made a sound, it would have been like breaking glass. Eyes smoldering with an inner fire, Howe looked her up and down, trying to maintain a professional distance as he assessed how the garment lay and how it looked on her. But he kept on coming back to the way it draped over her figure, different from the wrap that hugged her tight and showed off skin. This was almost provocative in how light it looked on her. Clearing his throat, Howe stepped toward her and said, Looks good. Does it feel okay? Changing the subject, Howe held up the book and gave her a considering look. Do you like to read? What does Amina like to read? I heard recently that some saps like to do things to keep busy. What sort of things do you like to do? Did they train you in anything on the Farm?
Thread: Special Education (Ahlaway & Aalyiarah)

You know teach, this wouldn't have happened if you weren't such a dick. It was a lie of course. Zach may not have made much of an effort in class, but that didn't mean he wasn't smart. Clever as a devil some would say, and when he'd come across information that could ruin his teacher's life, he'd really had no choice but to use it. The final bell had sounded a good hour ago, and Zach had given the man, who had been a constant thorn in his side for what was supposed to be his easy do nothing year, half of that time to think things were normal. A generous act if you asked him. Then, once most of the student body had gone, he went and presented his evidence. The bundle of papers carrying enough dirty laundry to get the man fired, and very likely, ruin his chances of getting another teaching position. The man had been angry of course, but that had given way to fear in the end, when he'd explained that he had more copies of these stashed away, and was friends with the unidentified punk who'd managed to hack the school website twice this year already. Things had gone smoothly from there. He'd locked the door and ordered the older man to strip and lean over his desk, which he did after a bit of backtalk- something he could only expect until he got the older man properly trained. He'd bound his hands with his tie, and now sat behind him, in the teacher's chair, a grin plastered on his face as he slipped a pencil into the deliciously tight ring of muscles. I didn't expect for things to go this well teach, so I didn't really come prepared. A second pencil worked it's way in alongside the first. Don't worry though. Tomorrow will be better. Hey, which sounds like more fun to teach with in? Anal beads, or a plug? I was thinking something that vibrates. Hm, maybe I should take you home and try them out first. And in went a third.
Thread: Special Education (Ahlaway & Aalyiarah)

Tristian felt useless as the side of his face laid against the wooden desk, his body bend over leaving his ass exposed to his student's desires. Hands tied behind his back, betrayed by his own necktie, and the cruel voice of Zach echoing in his ears. Unsure what the rebellious boy was going to do even though he wanted to resist the chance of the information being leaked since it would ruin everything he had worked for as a teacher. His cock flaccid, Tristian had never been interested in other males before and especially wasn't into this sort of treatment. Legs spread to help himself stay balance he'd feel something small probing at his tight ring, slowly it broke through slipping inside. Gritting his teeth, he wanted to speak back but instead hissed sharply. 'how long has he been planning this,' the question popped into his mind as he heard Zach say, '...I didn't really come prepared...' Tristian winced as his filled canal was entered once more by another small slender object. It was obvious that he wasn't accustomed to such things as each object was inserted his ass would tighten around them only aiding in the slight full feeling and bit of pressure. N-none of them, Tristian responded almost regretting that he too had a rebellious side. Th-this should be enough torment, he couldn't help to speak back to the younger male who he had no respect for and thought of as nothing more than a punk. Knowing that he shouldn't have said anything Tristian thought that if he gave in that things would only get worse, he didn't know that the best thing for him to do was submit. Last edited by a moderator Feb 21, 2019
Thread: Special Education (Ahlaway & Aalyiarah)

Well, he would have been lying if he said he'd expected the teacher's good behavior to keep up. That, or if he said he was disappointed that the stubborn man had given him a chance to punish him this soon. After all, he'd been longing to put the older man in his place from the moment he'd stepped in his class. Lifting his hand he brought it down hard over and over again until the man's ass cheek was bright red and warm to the touch. Then he did the same to the other cheek. I don't think you understand what's happening, teach. Grabbing the other man's hair, he yanked him up before wrapping an arm around his chest to hold him close- not caring that pressed back to chest, the pencils were shoved in deeper. You belong to me until I decide that I want to let you go. Until I get bored and decide to let you go, you're going to do whatever the fuck I say. I want you to teach with nipple clamps and a vibrator in your ass? You're going to do it. I want you under your desk during your planning period sucking me off? You'll do it. As he spoke, he lazily pinched and teased the other man's nipples. If I want you to come home with me after the bell rings and be my pretty little sex slave, you'll cancel your plans and come, because if you don't all of your dirty little secrets are going to get plastered on the school website for everyone to see.
Thread: Special Education (Ahlaway & Aalyiarah)

Tristian's teeth clenched the moment his pale bare butt was stuck. His right cheek being assaulted then his left buttock. Each aggressive strike threatened to bring tears from his eyes however Tristian's pride refused to let those tears fall. The blazing heat emitting from his posterior, Tristian felt a twinge of panic when his hair was seized forcefully making him groan out painfully. Lifted from his desk and painfully embraced by his out-of-control student, Tristian felt his back collide with the other's chest and pain seared in his tight ring. Feeling the cluster of small objects slipping deeper the older man couldn't fight the swelling in his tear ducts as a few tears managed to fall, leaving their trail on his cheeks and onto the desk. Hear the threats. The sound in his student's voice Tristan knew these weren't idle threats, and evidence the other had was career ending. Wanting a bit of relief from the small objects, fearing they may completely slip inside of his body, Tristain swallowed hard mentally ready to give in but instead the words, you're a sick little shit! He'd scoff out of anger, you'll regret this! The fighter within him was strong, and he didn't want to give such a disrespectful student the power that he seemed to want.
Thread: Journal

I have recently figured out that I love certain things that I would not like as in traps or even sissification through reading fanfiction stories found online. As I do want to explore them further on a roleplaying site that does allow that sort of thing. Also, on how I came across this site through Google search.
Thread: Fx Male Pirates of the Caribbean rp

Hello hello! I died for a bit, had been looking for a job at the time, but now I'm back and in need of this rp still! I even have an even more interesting idea for it!
Thread: Mx Female A Royal Petition (Doubling Friendly, Craving Drama)

Still looking for partners, don't be shy.
Thread: Mx Female A Royal Petition (Doubling Friendly, Craving Drama)

Lets see if we can drum up some real interest here.... New Plots!
Thread: Mx Female A Royal Petition (Doubling Friendly, Craving Drama)

It's only been about nine thousand years. But let's see if we can get something going.
Thread: Mx Female A Royal Petition (Doubling Friendly, Craving Drama)

Still up for taking one or two more partners. Last edited Dec 22, 2021
Thread: Mx Female A Royal Petition (Doubling Friendly, Craving Drama)

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Thread: Fx Male Calling All DOM's! Calling All DOM's!

Bump! Craving something very dark and gritty.
Thread: The Mafia's Sweet Pet (MilitairyWalker/Viliya)

Carolyn Reeves had never used a fake ID before. The daughter of the esteemed Senator Reeves soon to be Congressman, had always done everything expected of her. Her entire high School career had been spent over achieving in every possible way, and then seeking to top even those achievements. Like her father and mother she was a devout Christian, following every rule set forth by the church and never once strayed from the path of righteousness. Boyfriends were few and far between due to her parents' strict rules, and how closely she followed her beliefs. And it certainly didn't help how mindful she had to be of the media and the way she presented herself publicly. But tonight she'd been convinced by the young women she called friends to go out to a bar with them. They'd had a fake ID made and ready for her, and told her that she needed to let loose just once in her life. Carolyn had tried to tell them no, but the eighteen year old was pushed and pleased with until she caved. You won't regret it, they told her. Now she stood in a seedy little bar outside town, her red hair pulled back into a messy bun and dressed in a pair of jeans and a long sleeved shirt. Her makeup was light, and she looked almost as out of place as she felt. The friends she came with were dressed far less conservatively in tight little skirts and bold lipstick. They herded her to the bar and ordered cocktails, choosing one for her. Forcing a smile she pretended she was having a good time with them, but she couldn't help but worry that someone here would recognize her and she'd create problems for her father.
Thread: The Mafia's Sweet Pet (MilitairyWalker/Viliya)

Everything about this place screamed GET OUT! to him. From the cheap drinks, to the noisy modern music, sweaty guys and skimpy young girls. Why on earth was he here!? Or... why on earth would she be here? She was the reason for his presence Carolyn. Daughter of a powerful man. Soon to be the most powerful. Oswald had heard rumours Carolyn would pop-up here tonight, the Valken mansion was buzzing at this news, to say the least. Long had they been searching for a way to expand their power, not in a physical form though. More so being covered by an authority figure was what they needed, their deeds going unpunished just by poking some senator. Reeves, the senator, had been a thorn in their operations, swearing he'd try all he could to set justice to the Valken family. Oswald Valken was the oldest son his parents had given birth to, automatically making him head of operarions whenever his father wasn't around. Luckily dad was away on a 'business meeting' now, the rumours of Carolyn kept from his ears. His sons wanted to surpirse him, prove their worth to the family and business. Besides, if dad caught word she was out like this in the open... he'd have forced her kidnapping and what not to happen. He wasn't a tactical man, smart yes, but not in the long run. That was why Oswald was here, first attempting a different approach, charm herwin her. Possibly scare and threaten her. But keep it private, keep it small. Without her father knowing about it, without causing a giant fuss with randsome and whatever... those weren't off the table yet, just pushed slightly further as their first approach was unfolding.
Thread: The Mafia's Sweet Pet (MilitairyWalker/Viliya)

Carolyn sipped at her cocktail while her friends drank theirs like they thought the bar might run out. It made her all the more uncomfortable, and with her legs crossed and her back stiff it was clear she was trying to withdraw. She didn't want to be here any longer. This had been a mistake. Getting up she lied to her friends and told them that her dad was getting suspicious and she needed to head out. There were obvious complaints, and the argument that she was an adult now was thrown out, but Carolyn brushed them aside and told her friends to be safe. It felt like someone was watching her as she left, but in a bar that crowded it would be silly to think that no one would stare. She definitely didn't belong here and should have never came. Outside she had her car keys ready, and paused just long enough to see she had left in time. Her friends had gotten drunk enough to forget their promise of discretion and had begun taking pictures. Because she wasn't there, she wasn't in them, and her friends didn't tag her. It was a relief that the only thing she'd have to explain were the extra miles on her car's odometer, and that was done easily enough. She just had to get home unnoticed by the press or the paparazzi.
Thread: Interested in rping please

Hey um, I think you may have posted on the wrong part of the forum. Try posting this in the request thread instead. You'll find the people you're looking for there.
Thread: Mx Female A Panda's Request

back from the grave
Thread: Mx Female A Panda's Request

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Thread: Mx Female A Panda's Request

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Thread: Demons, Rabbits, and Goddesses {darkest_Fate&Potter-Kun}

My, my. It seems a rather useless goddess has decided to visit my domain. A booming laugh filled the cave, echoing from wall to wall as a wave of evil power washed across Hestia. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt such malicious intent and such a sense of dread throughout her body. She was overwhelmed simply by the voice and she hadn't even seen the speaker yet. Emerging from the shadows of the depths of the cave were two large and very powerful looking creatures. Her eyes focused first on the most imposing, a figure of pure red that inspired fear in all that saw him. He was well over seven feet tall, possibly nearing eight and his body appeared to be made of red tendrils that seemed to shimmer in the light that was projecting from Hestia's hand. Green beady eyes glared at her imposingly his, his expression unreadable as he stood before the goddess in all his frightening glory. This was Asmodeus a powerful demon lord that was starting to become quite well known to all the Familia. His demons and monsters struck terror throughout the dungeon and no adventurer had ever gone to face the demon lord had lived to tell the tale. There were rumors that he and his creatures feasted on the bodies of the slain and used women as sex toys for their own amusement. Now Hestia was facing eye to eye with the demon lord of that evil group. Next to him stood another giant though smaller than Asmodeus himself. It appeared to have a large bull skull for a head and its torso resembled that of a human, a massive human who stood at seven feet tall and had the physique of a life long bodybuilder with muscles that looked liked they were chiseled out of stone. It held in its right hand a meat cleaver that looked to be about the size of Hestia herself and he held it as if it weighed little more than a loaf of bread. So, I see you got my message when you tried to heal that whelp of yours. What a pitiful, frail human he is. Once my curse fully takes over him, he'll turn into a proper demon with much power...intent on slaying and raping his way to glory. Asmodeus laughed as he stroked what appeared to be his chin with the tendrils that formed his hand as he gazed at Hestia with some amusement. You don't want that to happen though, do you. That's why you are here, is it not? To save that boy? The demon questioned as he began to walk towards her, the cave seemed to quake with each step the demon lord took as the demon that accompanied him stood back, not that Hestia would be able to take either of them on in a fight, let alone both of them. Only I can rid the boy of his curse...but tell me why I should do that for you? You can hardly force me to. You hardly have any wealth to offer me. So what can you offer me in return for me curing the boy? He inquired, already knowing the answer. Indeed, he had lead Hestia here with one goal in mind...to make her willingly swear to be his slave and toy for the sake of saving Bell. Everything was going according to plan so far.