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Thread: Dark Tutor ((Dampylle and XxMoonlightRomancexX))

MAx smirked and actually popped her big tits out of her top so he could play with her pierced nipples and make her moan like the slut she had become while she eagerly sucked that massive slab of cock meat like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. Her question made him laguh, Why bother with a story... just tell them you wanted a new look... I don't care what they think after all you horny little slut. He knew he had changed her and that she would be his to play with in any way he choose. He knew she was addicted already since she could not even be bothered to stop sucking his massive dick to speak... the queen bee was no nothing more than his horny cock crazed bitch, a fuck slut to be used for his pleasure. He roughly gripped her hair and literally fucked her mouth when she admitted she would be his bitch when he mounted her. He doubted how well she would be able to bark though when she was busy moaning in pleasure and begging her master to fuck her slutty cunt hard. He pumped his immense length and girth between what could only be called the dick sucking lips she now possessed while she worked her pierced tongue to pleasure his huge cock like the slut she had become. He smirked a bit and growled in that deep dominant voice, Bitch wants a huge load of gooey cream from her master doesn't she.. bet you will love sucking down my thick cum you little horny slut.
Thread: Dark Tutor ((Dampylle and XxMoonlightRomancexX))

Payson watched as he popped her large breasts out of her top so that he could play with the piercings he had created while she continued to eagerly suck and lick at his cock as if it were something delicious. Bitch will tell everyone she wanted a new look. Bitch doesn't care about what anybody else thinks besides her Master. She said, again not bothering to stop her sucking and licking to speak to Max. Clearly she was no longer Queen Bee and was now nothing but a slut that obeyed her Master Max's every command. When he roughly gripped her blond hair she whimpered, but those whimpers turned into moan almost instantly as he began to fuck her mouth when she admitted she would be his bitch when he mounted her. As he continued to fuck her mouth she used her tongue to pleasure his cock, or at least try to. Bitch want a nice, big load of Master's gooey, yummy cream. She replied. Bitch will love sucking every last drop of it down.
Thread: Dark Tutor ((Dampylle and XxMoonlightRomancexX))

Max loved seeing the bitchy queen be turned into an eager and horny slut for him. So it did not take long for him to deliver exactly what he had offered. He began to pump a truly massive load of thick gooey jizz into her mouth as she tried to swallow it all. But with such a massive torrent of cum it was inevitable that her mouth would overflow and some would end up coating her pouting lips and dropping down onto her large firm tits as she moaned in pleasure while sucking down his thick cum. He knew without a doubt the taste alone would set the slut off because that is how he had prorammed her, he knew the taste of her cum would make her cum and cum hard. None of the wimps she had dealt with before could give her this sort of mind numbing pleasure let alone change and shape her to suit their mood... she was hooked, she was addicted, and she was now his horny plaything. His cock did not soften at all though as he pulled it out of her cum filled mouth with a smirk and a growl, Now dance and strip for master you horny cock crazed bitch.... sluts like you know how to strip to get men hard after all. Of course as he spoke he was gazing into her eyes and forcing it all into her mind. Images of dozens of strippers and with them the knowledge of exactly how to dance and gyrate as she stripped to show off her slutty body and make men hard. Just as before her mind had filled with all the images and skills straight out of a porno turning her into a skilled and horny slut. He knew she would be able to strip like a pro now and pictured her doing just that before bending over to present her bald dripping cunt with that pierced clit while begging to be mounted and fucked like the horny bitch she was.
Thread: Dark Tutor ((Dampylle and XxMoonlightRomancexX))

When he began to deliver the massive load of thick, gooey jizz she had wanted all along into her mouth she eagerly tried to swallow all of it. But, because of just how massive the load was she wasn't even able to get most of it down as her mouth quickly overflowed with his cum and it began to coat her pouting lips and her large, firm breasts that his fantasies of this former Queen Bee had created. Indeed, as she sucked what she could of the load down she came and came hard, over and over again. The pleasure of which she found was numbing her mind completely, making it hard to focus on anything except what her new Master was feeding into her mind. She noticed that even after he had sprayed that massive load of gooey, thick cum into her more than willing mouth that his dick didn't even soften. But Master Max. She protested, fighting her urge to obey him as he gazed into her eyes and fed the images of dozens of strippers and the knowledge of their moves that came along with them. I'm not wearing anything that is presentable to strip for my Master in, though. She said, clearly wanting to look nice for her Master.
Thread: Dark Tutor ((Dampylle and XxMoonlightRomancexX))

Max smirked as she basically said she was worried her outfit was not slutty enough to properly strip for him. Never once did she try to object to acting like a slut or stripper.... or to stripping in his office here at school... or to being a sexual object for her new master. No her worry was that she would not look slutty and sexy enough doing it in her school clothes, she was worried it might not be enough to get her horny cunt stuffed full of cock. He smirked a bit, You will have to make do... and just make it up to me later by dancing and stripping in suitably slutty outfits. He knew the offer of even more access to his huge cock and the chance to submit and be his fuck slut later would likely appeal to her given how he had changed her. He knew he was shaping her into a horny slut with all the skills she would need to be a total nympho sex toy and all it did was make his massive cock throb more with desire.
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

HAHAHA! Having fun yet? The Joker inquired with a maniacal grin and deep tone of voice as Harleen and the other doctors saw that a guard was stumbling back, screaming out of his mind and holding his left eye as The Joker cackled from the safety of his cell. His tongue lashed across his scars, two on the sides of his lips, and down the middle of his lower lip. He watched as blood trickled the guard's cheek, still screaming for his life. Turning around, the Joker's fingers tapped together as he stared aimlessly at the wall in front of him. His sandy brown unkempt hair fell to his shoulders now, and the make-up that hid his true face was nowhere to be seen. However, the scars that ran along his cheek to curve into a wicked smile, the right side was more extreme than the left. His scarred tongue lashed across his lips in order to cool down the burning inflammation of his eternal smile. He never noticed, though it became a habit of sorts nowadays, since being around someone who was incorruptible made him so giddy. Apparently, he was supposed to get another doctor today. Within the last week he had forced two doctors to quit and three were sent to the hospitals, all males. Well, he hoped they would at least give him a woman something to stare that wouldn't want to make him kill someone. Then again, he would still want to kill someone!
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

Harleen Quinzel, Fresh out of the classroom for her first day at Arkham Asylum. Trying to make a name for herself in the world of Forensic Profiling, She found something interesting about the man. Though the cackling howls from the other inmates often sent chills down her spine. They all heard the cries of the guard. Harleen watched on as the other guards scrambled to come and collect their comrade. Her patient the so called Clown Prince of crime had been a mystery to everyone. No name, no id of any sort. His fingers were severely damaged by chemical burns his finger prints never would lead to correct confirmation of the man behind that grin. Harley had been assigned to him due to the fact all of the so called experts were fed up with his games and ambiguous responses. So the unthinkable happened. They sent the new Doctor in for a crack at the clown. A Devious smile came across her lips seeing the guard crying as he was being haled off. Her platinum hair tied tightly into a bun her piercing blue eyes easily seen from behind the wire rims of her glasses. A short skirt hugged her hips a tight blouse only accentuated her feminine curves. Though with that simple grin she had. He could tell the whole world was not as it seemed for the young Dr. Quinzel. Oh no a poor soul drowned in the monotonous drone that was her schooling and life. Always analyzing the smile but never having one herself at least most of the time. Stepping closer to his cell door the click of her heals were easily heard. An off tone to be hearing in this of all places. A clipboard in hand her arms crossed about it as she just observed him amazed yet somewhat frightened.
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

The Joker's finely tuned ears picked up he sharp clicking from a mile away, but didn't bother to turn until the woman was at his cell. He took a glance, sucking in his cheeks as his eyes flickered towards the young woman. He raised an eyebrow as his eyes trailed the fine curves that she had possessed, and counted it as a good day, so far. Eating, check bathroom, check hurting idiot guard, check taking his vitamins... and now the gorgeous young female knocking at his door. He looked away, his gazed returning to the wall, but his mind was still on her. You must be the new doc, right? Don't worry, I don't bite... hard. he said with a devious smile that she could barely see. What can I do ya for, ma'am ? he inquired, his light Southern drawl the only indication of where he was born... he liked to think it was Kansas, but people always referred to him as a demon from Hell, so why not?
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

I'm Harleen Quinzel and Yes I will be your new Therapist starting this afternoon. Though I must admit you handy work is quite an impressive. She said with a calm cool tone to her voice. Though from that sparkle in those deep blue hues of hers that wasn't the case. I hope we can have some pleasant conversations. I do hate to see a man chained like an animal. She continued. Hinting for him to calm down a bit. She had worked long and hard to have her chance and she was not going to let a simple thing as fear get in her way. Adjusting her glasses she kept her focus on him not wavering for a moment. She was trying to read him... Mistake number one. He could tell that she was inexperienced with someone of his caliber. This was going to make for an interesting afternoon to say the least. She had studied video of him with his other doctors she felt as if she learned the mistakes of each one trying to find a pattern. Alas with every time she laid her eyes on him it just made her want to unravel the enigma that was him. Seeing him in person was somewhat unreal experience to her. Was it just a rookies over enthusiasm or was it the seeds of obsession?
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

The Clown's face lit up with cheeriness at her words, Oooh! Sounds like a nice date, Harley. It's all right if I call you Harley, right? Of course it is, what am I thinking? he said, his eyes on her the entire time he spoke, his tongue quickly lashing against his scars before turning around with a giddy laugh. Well, he knew what he was looking forward to, today! Perhaps, with her obvious inexperience, the man could have some fun with her. And with the eagerness and fright that showed in her eyes, she wouldn't mind it, either! Well, you know what to do call me, beep me, let me beat the life outta someone, your call, he said with a malicious chuckle, stretching as he laid back on his bed and looked at the ceiling, his eyes flickering over the young woman before his attention was now entirely focused on the ceiling.
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

Harley now that name I usually never hear. But I have no idea what to call you. She said with a smile. Seeing how his attention switched to an lifeless object. She just turned I'll be back this afternoon try you best to behave... I may have a present for you or two during our next session. She wanted him to trust her and to open up and she thought a few privileges could loosen his tongue. Her methods were highly unorthodox. As one of her superiors watched on from a level above. She looked up giving her boss a slight wink. Soon as she left eye shot of the clowns cell. Heading up to her new office to get some preparations made for their session. Her steps confident and true with every stride. Overconfident some may say, as pairs of eyes watched from the cells of the rapists and murderers that were held captive in this fortress of madness.
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

The Joker was intrigued by her notion of presents, and made him grin at the ceiling. Oh so interesting... Later that afternoon, the man had surprisingly done as he was asked he didn't kill anybody. But, he figured that the day wasn't over yet, so he still had time to catch an appointment or two. The man was brought in, heavily bound by handcuffs and chains, and they were tightly secured to the bolted-down chair that sat on one side of the table. It was a closed room, not much space, which he could work with if need be... or he just wanted to. The Joker waited patiently for Dr. Harley Quinzel to arrive, swaying slowly as he tapped his fingers on the metal table, not keeping any sort of rhythm, nor was the small noises he gave made any sense, either. It was as if he didn't want any type of order in his life.
Thread: Behind That Crooked Smile (Broken Mask and Lord Dakol)

Later that afternoon she was hesitant about coming inside. Knowing that the room did not have any cameras but she knew well that there was panic button on the lower edge of her side of the table. She could use it at any moment to sound the alarm alerting the guards to come in and assist. Carrying a recorder and a small notepad. Wearing the same outfit as before, with the exception of one thing she wore her hair differently instead of a tight bun, it was only half up giving a slight relaxed feel to the session. Wanting him to open up she had brought a present for now inside of her pocket. For now she wanted to know if he was keen on her kindness. Since after all this was their first session. Unlike most who had gone before her yes they had experience but few. Oh few had the true imagination to put themselves inside the mind of someone like him. She closed the door behind her leaving the guards outside for now. Good Afternoon She said in a slight monotone voice as she often had when it came to her professional attitude. Taking a seat across from him she sat down slowly setting the recorder on the table. Mind if I get a few formalities taken care of? She smiled turning on the recorder. First session Patient number 1018273 aka The Joker
Thread: Reluctant Master. ((Puddingcup&Gamergirl

Domon Had been sheltered for most of his life. He had never even been to the town outside the castle. He would spend hours looking down at the people living day to day from the wall. One girl in particular had caught his attention. He wanted to go down and talk to her, but no matter how he tried the guards would always catch him right before he got out. After a few months and several dozen attempts to talk to the girl the king decided it was time for him to have a pet of his own. After talking to the captain of the guard he found out about the girl that his son was so interested in. After a day of discussing a price the girl had been taken to the castle from her home. Domon had been sitting in his room after hearing the news from his father. As much as he did not want a slave, he had little choice in the matter. It was already done and she was being brought to his room.
Thread: Critique!

So, I roleplay regularly in other places too, as I'm sure many of us do. Either way, I would like some critique on my writing, which you will find in the following link. All of the characters portrayed are played by me because no one really joined in T.T I'm never really satisfied with what I write because I feel like it's lacking something, but since I've never really been able to find out what , I reluctantly let it go. Maybe someone can tell me what I need to improve? It would be greatly appreciated.
Thread: Critique!

You're link doesn't work for me, just takes me to the main page. What is this site?
Thread: Critique!

It's a MMORPG, based in the medieval period of Europe. You could describe it as text based, you click buttons to make things happen. The forums of the game play a really big part, not just in roleplay, but in communication, politics, trading and the like. You can be mayor of a town, or on the county council, be the duke or duchess and just about everything else. You can be King or Queen too, but that's fairly new. Big thing with the game admin and all, because an admin used to be King but the top dogs made a deal and now we have a Player as king and, yeah, long story. Either way, there's a ton of roleplay too, and I figured the link would work to go to mine, but I guess not
Thread: BMR Interest/Recruitment/Fan Pages (updated 5/16/11)

BMR has a few places around the internet where we advertise ourselves in hopes that members and eventually their friends can follow and learn about us and then hopefully join us in our fun over here. Such places include Twitter run by darkangel76 Facebook run by darkangel76, prettylykSIN, Vekseid FetLife run by prettylykSIN BlueMoon Kinkster BlueMoon Group BlueMoon Fetish You will need to create your own account on FetLife to view andor join this group fetish. Second Life run by vampire seduction VS's Info Thread about the group over on SL System Requirements Emerald Viewer MySpace run by darkangel76 DeviantART run by darkangel76 Members with a DeviantART account, be sure to watch and let us watch you! BlueMoon Group run by Redu, darkangel76 Tumblr run by darkangel76 IMVU run by Rapedoll Must have an IMVU account along with access to adult content such access does need to be purchased That said, please check these places out, follow them and let's watch our wonderful community grow! Thanks in advance to everyone! Will update this as more places are created.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

Katarzyna followed her twin Myska up the long pathway leading up to one of Myska's friends house. Myska... you know I hate these kinds of things. She toyed with the hem of her dress. The dress was black with slits of fabric cut out revealing lime green fabric underneath the black. She had bought the dress specifically for the party. She knew she'd probably wear it again but Myska would not take no for an answer. Katarzyna had her long blonde hair in a braided up do and Myska did her makeup. In her opinion she looked like a whore, but maybe she needed to loosen up a little more. They arrived at the door and Myska knocked and turned to her. C'mon Kat... it'll be fun! Katarzyna sighed and nodded. Fine, but I'm leaving if it gets to be too much. The door opened and a red headed chick motioned for them to come in. Katarzyna followed and looked around, seeing there were already a bunch of guests there.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

Eric smiled for a moment as he looked up to her then back to talking to his friend some more joking as he spoke softly to make sure only the two could here, You got everything ready? He got the reply he wanted before smiling, I might have to go talk to my new friend green is my favorite color. His friend was quick to respond, Last week wasn't it red? He smiled, Details my friend... He teased a bit he was in good spirits and was enjoying a drink, he was known well to be trouble here, but he rarely went to go greet someone new. Which he was doing now, I have not seen you around here whats your name? He smiled politely as he continued, Im Eric By the way. He looked to be a bit buzzed but he was in good moods. He was a good looking man, wearing new blue jeans, and a black shirt tucked in, a simple short sleeved button up shirt rested around his shoulders unbuttoned, short black hair, and deep blue eyes, he was an odd one here, and he only really knew the host of the parties everyone else was usually met with soft hellos and friendly handshakes, but she was going to be one of his exceptions if he could make it so. His friend he had been talking too wandered off, to go do as he was supposed to, and to return with Eric's fixes.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

Hi. she said, her accent coming through a little thicker. And, no, this is my first party. My name's Katarzyna. You can call me Kat if you don't feel like trying to pronounce my name. she said and smiled. Most Americans don't. she looked towards Myska who gave her a thumbs up and walked away with the red head. It's nice to meet you Eric. She motioned to the drink. Where are the refreshments? she asked and brushed a strand of her hair out of her face.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

He smiled softly before leading her to the couch, Here sit down ill bring you something... He wondered away and returned with her a drink it was alcoholic, but only barely it was mostly juice not knowing what she wanted as he handed it to her, First party? What do you do for fun then? He spoke softly, and kind as always taking another drink he sat down on the couch and if she had already sat down he smiled to her, or asked her to join him if she remained standing up, he seemed to be mouthing her name, but becoming tongue tied when trying to pronounce her full name. Where are you from? He asked kindly.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

Cedynia, Poland. she replied, sitting down. After my father passed away my mother brought Myska and me to the US. We've since gained citizenship, but I do miss Poland. she took a sip of her drink. I don't really have a lot of time for fun outside of my bakery. she said. It gets very hectic. she said. She looked at him as he tried mouthing her name. It's pronounced Kat-are-zheh-nuh. she said laughing.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

I had it close... He laughed softly watching her, Poland, is it nice there? He asked lightly enjoying her company, though he moved his hand to the hem of her skirt adjusting it with a tug and smiled, You don't wear dresses like this often do you? He said it before continuing, Sorry I did not mean to offend but unless you want to show off to everyone be careful how you sit and move.
Thread: Shooting up love ((Spellweaver Eric x myself))

Yes, it's beautiful there. She blushed as he pulled the hem down. No, how'd you know? she joked. Myska talked me into buying this. It's not my normal attire. It's definitely more her thing. Guys would be hanging all over her, but she prefers chicks. she smiled and laughed.. Thank you for your help, Eric. she said and took another sip of her drink. So what do you usually do at these things? she asked.
Thread: dominant male looking for submissive, young females, herms, and/or males for some fun

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