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Thread: Knowledge is Power (Skeith & TheLadyRosen)

Reina struggled against every burst of seed from Saiyuki's pulsing shaft. She struggled to keep her mouth sealed around the member as stream after stream of thick cum filled her mouth and forcefully poured down her throat. When breathing was no longer possible, she pulled away, her coughing loudly as excess cum poured from her lips on to the ground. Strings of the thick fluid still leaped towards her face and breasts, well after the fact. When it finally ended, she allowed herself to fall off of the woman's body. She propped herself up, still coughing lightly. How does she do it... She groaned quietly. She shook her head before turning to face Saiyuki. She could see that hunger still present in her eyes, and more importantly, the still throbbing member that pulsed between her legs. She knew that Saiyuki would want more, and that she herself would want more as well. But she didn't expect Saiyuki to be ready so quickly. She eyed the massive, intimidating shaft for several moments, before leaning over the pool of water and splashing her face several times, cleaning her face. She turned to face Saiyuki, still eager, but still intimidated by the idea of trying to fit that monster inside of her. I am. She said with a confident nod before crawling closer to Saiyuki. Jo loosened up when Lydia slowed her advances. She looked down at the woman who had now snuggled against her breasts. Lydia understood her, or at least, was trying to. It was something else that she wasn't used to. It could have been her unwillingness to let other people in that kept her from noticing some people did care. But regardless, Lydia's gentle embrace and caring words soothed her. Her gaze shifted towards Terra. She'd honestly forgotten that she was there. She knew that Terra who wasn't human, couldn't have truly understood the difficulty Jo was having opening herself to others, especially in terms of sex. That won't be necessary... Jo said quietly, turning her attention back to Lydia. Deep down, Jo really was a child that needed to be held. She needed that kind of loving hold that showed her that the world wasn't coming to an end, and that it would be okay. The special love that she was denied when she was so young. Exploring these buried emotions, reddened her eyes and brought tears to the corners of her eyes. You... You'll take it slow, then? She said nervously, opening herself to the most vulnerable of her subconscious fears.
Thread: Knowledge is Power (Skeith & TheLadyRosen)

Saiyuki just smiled and propped herself up as Reina regarded her phallus with awe. Then sat up fully when her boss moved to wash her face. When she turned and started crawling to her, Saiyuki met her halfway, ensnaring the blonde and rolling her onto her back near the pool, and situating herself between Reina's thighs.. The mutant growled lightly as she kissed Reina again. She was noticeably more aggressive and dominant now, her previous climax having stimulated her more primal instincts. She wasted no time moving her cock into position and driving forward with a hiss of pleasure. Reina was a very tight fit, almost enough to cut off circulation, but she was very wet, and Saiyuki was still lubricated from saliva and semen. If this discomforted the blonde at all, the mutant would apologize afterwards, until then she was all but lost to animal passion. So tight.. She growled as she slid her cheek against Reina's before nibbling her ear. This part of Saiyuki slightly scared Lydia, however she was also a little crazy, so she found it arousing at the same time....which turned her on even more. Most people probably would get freaked at this point, most people did, which is why Saiyuki didn't go steady with people. Thy usually couldn't handle her. Slowly as she teased her boss with her lips and teeth, she pulled out till only the tip of her penis was inside, then shoved it back in as deep as she could go. Again and again she would repeat this until Reina adjusted to her size, and she could start moving for real. I promise.. Lydia said looking up. ..to take it as slow as you need...right after this! Lydia stretched up and planted another heavy kiss on Copperhead's lips. Then started to pull away, so the other woman could get up if she wanted. As badly as she wanted to go further, she couldn't do it in good conscience with what she knew now. Not unless she knew for certain that she wanted to keep going... Meanwhile Terra continued with her duties of scanning the environment, and registering the biological readouts of her team. Lydia was currently very aroused based on her pheromone output, as well as both Saiyuki and Reina. Three of the four were putting off very high levels of pheromones, something that wild mutants can sense for miles. Terra would have warned them of this possibility, however Lydia had previously written in an order to not get in the way, unless there was immediate danger. As she could discern, their were no sapient lifeforms within a thousand meters. So she remained quiet.
Thread: Knowledge is Power (Skeith & TheLadyRosen)

Reina was surprised, to say the least, by the sudden dominating assault of her mutant companion. The contact brought her swiftly onto her back, feeling not only the weight of the feral woman on top of her, but also the sudden pain inducing sensation of being speared by the massive phallus. There was no gentle preparation, no warning. Simply pain as her body was forcibly stretched to accomdate the intruding flesh. She let out a cry, more akin to pain then pleasure. Even with the lubrication from their previous round, this assault was every bit as painful as being taken without warning or care. Though painful to be sure, Reina felt no anger towards the mutant. These instincts were primal, and part of Saiyuki's life. The fact that she had gone this long without seizing control was impressive on it's own. Reina's arms wrapped around to Saiyuki's back, her nails clawing at her flesh as she felt each forced thrust. The pain slowly began to fade, replaced by a numbness, that would soon be swallowed by pleasure. She tried to move her hips to find the woman's rhythm, but her berserker approach left no sign of rhythm. Slowly, she began to feel the action become easier. A quiet moan escaping her lips, as she leaned forward, whispering in Saiyuki's ear. I'm ready... I think... She braced herself for what was to come next, her fingers still kneeding at the woman's flesh to attempt to brace against the pain and pleasure that eveloped her. Jo had grown quite comfortable, lying with Lydia, regardless of the frightening advances that brought on the current position. She felt her heart grow easy when she promised to take it easy. Though that same heart stopped when suddenly she was enveloped in another passionate kiss from the woman. The momentary pressure was surprisingly wanted, until she pulled away. Jo was terrified of the idea of going any further. Lydia seemed to understand that, as when the kiss ended, she started to pull away from her, so that she could get up if she wanted. W-wait... She said quietly. It... It's alright... I trust you... Admittedly, she didn't know Reina well enough to trust her, or to know where her tastes went, and she certainly didn't trust Saiyuki. She knew that, civil or otherwise, Saiyuki was a mutant. She'd grown tolerant of her presence, but still disliked her casual, sometimes feral, approach to sex. While Lydia was a little unstable, she understood Jo's pain and her fear and was willing to move at her pace. She felt like she found a confidant in Lydia. A friend and a pair of warm arms she could hide in when the others weren't around to see it. I hate being afraid. She said quietly. I want to move on, but I don't trust anyone else...
Thread: Going away.

Well I just found out yesterday that my grandma on my mothers side died. She was close to me and I need a few days to cope. To those that I owe replies to I will get them tto you when I return
Thread: My little pony adventure.

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Thread: My little pony adventure.

Sho said Hi, I want to do a fantasy of 'mature' my little pony human shaped furries. Basically, you get the idea that they're more attractive as humanoid shaped 'ponies'. A plot idea that I wanted to try was when a certain episode of the dragon spike, matures the more greedy he becomes. In this case, he becomes a teenager over night because he was greedy. But in this case, I want him to be greedy over the female ponies that he caused trouble like in that episode in order. I want him to target one pony at a time where he rapes first Twilight, AppleJack, Rainbow Dash, Pinky Pie, Flutter Shy, and finally, Rairty. Really wanting to try that type of furry fantasy and YES they're teenagersyoung adults as suggested in the show given by their lives. So don't assume that this is loli because it's NOT. Hope to hear from anyone interested Click to expand... Yes I will totally rp this but may you Please pm me?
Thread: My little pony adventure.

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Thread: Biotech Bimbo [ Open for new partner ]

Breylani Enterprises. One of the handful of AAA corporations in the world with the power to pump out the bleeding-edge technologies that the world ate up like the artery-clogging soy-burgers at Fattie's. Fucking future when fat has to be injected into perfectly good soy and then deep-fried in order to satisfy consumers rich enough to process said fat via biotech implants. Breylani provided the deadly burgers and the figure-friendly fat-synthesizing implant. Now, elven corporations didn't always succeed something about the drive for more, more, more that humans had that others just didn't seem to get. But every now and then, one of the elves had a lust to beat the apes at their own game Breylani D'vou, named in the otaku fashion that had grabbed the world by the balls in the 40's, happened to be one of those elves that caught the bug back in the 1800's, when humans were disgracing the rest of the races with the Industrial Revolution. She'd been playing games, until the 1989, when after a crazy coke party, D'vou decided that enough was enough and she set about making something of the company. But we're not here for a history lesson. On an artificial island south of Panama, surrounded by a veritable city for the eighty-thousand corporate employees that lived there, stood Breylani tower. At the tip-top of the tower sat D'vou's office, where she sat. Now, elves don't live as long as D'vou did, especially the backstabbing drow. She looked too young to lead a mega-corp hell, she looked like a college freshman. She'd been that way for a century or so with little in the ways of public identity, there's likely no one that really knows how old the sorceress was, other than herself. Dark grey skin, a shade away from deep black lips of purple, eyes of gold, and hair like spun mithril. She wore a crisp white business suit, tight and sleek, with matching leather heels that bumped her up to six-feet tall and let her toes peekaboo out at the tiptoe of the shoes. Sitting in a large, plush office chair, her commlink went off. Her secretary popped up in her altered reality vision. Ms. Breylani, she said, Bridget Helcliffe is here to see you. A sly smile curled D'vou's lips. Send her in. Bridget was smart and another corporation wanted her. But no one left Breylani Enterprises. No one.
Thread: Looking For Some Fun Stuff

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Thread: Looking For Some Fun Stuff

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Thread: Looking For Some Fun Stuff

Hey babe! Wanna play? PM me? xx Precious
Thread: Looking For Some Fun Stuff

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Thread: Looking For Some Fun Stuff

Also interested in demons!! Demon Mego-Cocks!
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

NAME HERE Carlyle Dawson
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

It was one of his favorite ways to torture his slave leave her bound up for a few hours, with little regard to her safety and well-being, leaving for an extended moment of time. Despite that being a total violation of the rules towards BDSM conduct, he did not follow it at all. After all, his slave was his own sex toy, there was nothing she could ever do otherwise. Legs drawn up and bent, what one would immediately notice from her crotch was the obvious cameltoe with the addition to the slim figure of a vibrating bud the shape of a bullet whirring merrily against the thick pink flesh of her vagina. A giveaway of this was the pink wire that went from her waist and into her panties, vanishing along the way. Another vibrator, this one with a black color scheme, was nowhere to be seen, going in lower towards her anus to arouse were an anal plug would have been unnecessary. While he had many toys he could use, he found the longevity of a bullet vibrator's Double A batteries made sure that she would stay aroused longer. And to further tease her, the speed was only set to the point where she would not be able to cum. She was commanded not to orgasm and for sure she would obey...lest her master he 'disappointed' in her. As for the top, it was obvious her brasserie was stripped from the useless bra that lay scrapped on the floor, discarded away. Her nipples stood erect behind the cloth of her shirt, a testament to her own arousal along with a spot of darkness were some saliva from her ball gag fell from. Drooling from time to time, the infamous ball gag was a size bigger than her mouth, causing more discomfort and more drooling than usual. Her collar held red twine which forced her legs, bound behind the knee with a bar spreader into such an uncomfortable manner forcing them closer to her chest. Her hands, you may ask? Bound behind her back onto a small ring drilled into the wall, arms together unable to free the prisoner from this torment. Torment, or pure enjoyment? Her Master had set her up for this. He forced his slave to walk along into the men's washroom where she was promptly bound up and aroused with a speed that did not allow her to orgasm on top of a command not to cum. While the door was locked, the entire bathroom was public, watching men walk here and there, doing their business and talking. Occasionally a few men would knock at her door, but no one tried to intervene. The vibrators were quiet, yet they continued to tease her with arousal that promised nothing but the inability to cum. And so thusly, began her day in bondage, as all days had been. The only time she could call for reprieve is when he returns...
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Oh the hell let pleasure she was in. The slave was set up for this action, all the disgusting stuff he could do to her. And this seemed to be one of them. Her red hair was plaster to her neck, her shirt tight around her breast as the vibrator vibrate on, the speed of no cum yet pleasure. She had been ordered so not to moan or cum, yet she found it difficult. It sended her the pleasure, oh god the vibrator. It had almost seems to be happy to be in her vagina. Her arms were numb from being tied back over her head, and her eyes looked on, not forcing it to close. Well master be angry if she had done so, she did not know. But it was always safe to then be sorry in the future, she noted in her mind. She could hear some occasional knocks, some peering, trying to get a better sense of look. No one tried to break in. He was her master, and those men feared him. Can she even hold on any further?
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Peering eyes would often see the flesh that was bound, with the stall doors one couldn't help but wonder why there was a discarded bra on the floor. Of course a few curious eyes would see, even peer through the door to see what was inside, even though not many paid mind to it. Save for a few who would knock at the door. Hello? they would ask and when they got no response, would simply cuss under their breath and walk away. Of course this torture went on for a good hour or three. Even the janitor walked in and knocked at the door, asking if anyone was still inside in his accent. After trying to open the door he hooked away the bra, made a comment about dirty women and walked on out after a good mop and clean. The torture went on for another dizzying two hours since and the door began to open then. You sure look fabulous there, Slave. said her master as he removed her ball gag, letting the drool fall to her chest as the red ball fell down to her neck. His hands reached down and rubbed against her pussy. Shhh...remember. Don't cum. he said, talking with little consideration for others inside. They turned a few gazes over, but overall did not make a single move. To them, it was just another crazy person talking to someone there. When no one else was there, he locked the door and slowly walked up to his slave. How was it? My meeting went just well. How was your appointment? he asked. He was strict and very jealous, often quick to punish her for any attempt to reach out for help. Even talking to another would get him suspicious enough. Untying her body, he was quick to press her against the stall, kissing her lips.
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Everything was quick until the janitor cursed, awakening her. Had she fell asleep? Oh surely it was not what she did? The vibrator kept pushing on, stroking and daring her to cum over the new floor. Dare she did not do, for making the orders disobey would result in a bad punishment. After a few moment, her ears heard the stall door opening, hearing those familiar voices speaking to her, gentle and all. Firstly she felt the red ball removed from her lips, her tongue instantly wet the dried part of the lips. Her body was released from the bounded torture. She let a soft moan escaped as his fingers worked perfessional my in her opening, her head flew back. There was the pleasure she was guilty of feeling happy. There was nothing to be happy about. She was his slave, just a sex slave with no meanings. Being pressed against the stall, her feet made contact to the bare-cold floor, she was kissed, his soft lips on hers as she returns them for his pleasure, working her plump lips and tongue.
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Feeling her tongue enter in, he slowly pulled away when Slave finished kissing him, only to slap her harshly when he was done. All the while, he kept a condescending look upon his face. Tell me, Slave. When master asks a question, do you simply stay quiet? Is it not rude to simply ignore your master like that? Answer me. Grasping her hair, he forced her to look into his eyes before he simply let go. Cruel and demanding, jealous and selfish. She was only for him and for him only. He would often punish her for trying to make contact with anyone else beyond a casual note. Flirting was punishable with harsh torture. Politeness had to be compensated by cumming once when she was overly curt and kind to anyone else but him. She was, after all, a slave. A slave didn't need to learn how to make friends, she only needed to know what her master wanted her to know. Put on your clothes. We're walking back to the car. he commanded, turning up the vibrator onto medium. Given his orders, to cum at any time was a grave crime. Ever since he started the marathon, she hadn't cummed in three days. Even when they had hot sex she was not allowed to climax. Even when masturbation she was not allowed to fully go over the edge. The tension would surely tear her apart! Walking down the isle and the shops, a few people turned their eyes towards her, when her bra-less breasts pressed against the thin fabric of her dress, pretty much standing erect. Are you having trouble walking? he asked, turning down the vibrator. When she was about to reply, he turned it up to maximum speed.
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Her eyes widened as he pulled away slowly, yet the movement made her head flew back, banging it on the plastic stall, and the hand came down onto her soft cheek, creating an echo that rang inside the men restroom. Her eyes shut closed as the pain grew to a harsh sting, making her wish she wasn't here. She knew this was not the most serious form of punishment. A slap, no that was very little. There may be things he could create that would even maybe result in death. Angel looked at him, opening her eyes slowly before she did that. I knew I should have answer that , she thought as she rubbed her arm, as if to warm it. M-My appointment went well, Angel replied to the long-ago question that seem to have hung in the air, waiting for her voice to reply to it, before it disappeared. Angel was used to being the person to respond the questions, not one to ask it. Asking would be for the master correct? She had always thought that. She was taught to always obey, never ask questions. As a young person, she was the one to always ask questions, her stubborn side had shown. Now with her scar at the left side of her hip, it had taught her not to do so. Punishment varies, and most masters used a tough method, and sometimes it would draw pain or even death. Yes, murmured the slave as she picked up the wrinkled garments, quickly drawing it over her head until it was well-fitted and looked like she had done nothing in the past few hours. She was in her skirt before the small vibration grew medium, and she clenched her part, as if shaken in surprise. Whatever pressure put on the vibrator, she felt the need to cum if stayed in there too long. Heck, if she was to walk, she would walk awkwardly. Her eyes dried and she rubbed it, clenching her part as she quickly followed behind him, walking in a bend-down part of way. She could feel eyes staring upon her, some wondering straight to her breast. Caught in the moment, she almost didn't catch his words. Ye- she began her replied word, but interrupted as the vibrating power went to its maximum level, and she bit back a moan, kneeling down immediately and clutching her stomach. It was so unbearable!
Thread: Bound to him (CubicleXQB)

Her name was Angel. However, to her cruel master, she was known only by degrading nicknames like Dog, Pet, Slut, Sextoy or Slave. Slaves have no right to be called anything other than what their master desires to refer to them as. They were nothing more than art beautiful, fine and property. When she fell to her knees clutching her stomach many turned towards her. A woman even went close and asked Are you okay? Some even took out their cellphones to call, but he intervened. Ahh...my dearest will be just fine. She's just a little...weak, that's all. Isn't that right, my love? he asked, expecting only the right answer as always Yes. Because her slave would never be able to say No to him. When the lady asked for pardon, it was given to her when he lowered the speed and began to walk back up. How humiliating that was, slave. Do you understand how much embarrassment you have caused your master? While she had endured cruel masters, in truth he was probably the nicest one yet. He did not inflict bodily harm nor forced her to piercings. Of course when she was very naughty a few might go onto her labial lips, but on a whim? He would never do so. Opening the door, he slowly let her in. The rules in the car was simple. She was to strip to her underwear and sit tight. If she wanted to talk, she would have to be respectful and formal to her master. While he reinforced the differences between them, he would still listen to her words on a whim from time to time. How weary is your vagina? he asked casually. The windows were not see-through, atleast then she was spared some humiliation from being exposed. Did you cum? And if not, do you want to cum? he asked. If she was a good girl, she would still have her vibrator inside as he turned it up to high even after she disrobed into her undergarments, sitting on the backseat waiting to come home for even more torture and bondage.
Thread: Beastiality ;) FxM

Pm sent, but I dont use Aim or whatever. Could we just do the scene in pm?