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Thread: Into the wild.

Something new was in the air, it was different from the others that he was just introduced too- not his own lust or the thick liquid that continued to seep from the tip of his cock, no it was more gentle and it reminded him of the women currently stroking him into heaven- though he kept feeling as if it couldn't get any better, as if his howls and grunts of pleasure couldn't get any louder they just kept on. Mooooooooooooore His clawed hands pulled up soil, and his ass started to leave the ground his thrusts into her hand becoming more frantic as he just wanted more, and more often.
Thread: Into the wild.

Kikora swallowed as his growls became louder, and she moaned in need. Her heart pounded as an unfamiliar lust grew, and she glanced back at him once before holding her gaze on his member. He thrust into her hand wildly, roaring and panting. She swallowed, wanting to end this fast before she lost control of herself. She leaned in close to him, her breath hot on his cock as she stroked. Tentitively she reached out with her tongue, and tasted the tip of his cock. She pulled back, deep red as the taste of cum exploded in her mouth.
Thread: Into the wild.

Tiger sucked in an unbelievably deep breath as she licked at his cock, and the only thing that kept him from exploding in a massive orgasm on the spot was some form of high level of stamina his species afforded him. Controlling his paw as it went to her head instantly, an attempt to keep the marvelous feeling coming as his fur was matted and dirtied his face scrunched with the effort of yelling out so loud every critter in the wood would hear.
Thread: Into the wild.

Kikora moaned as he roared at her licking the head of his cock. His large paw came down onto her head gently, urging her to keep her licking. She ran her tongue down him, licking up every drop of cum. It tasted strange, but she enjoyed it still. She wrapped her lips around him, and sucked gently on him, moaning softly. Her hand moved down further down him, rubbing his balls softly as she stroked.
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

Just a little idea I thought might be a little fun. Simply copy and paste one of your fellow bluemoon roleplaer's posts into a quote and people have to guess who had originally posted it. If a post is like, 10 paragraphs long please don't copy the entire thing... well I guess you can if you want. Censored , a blonde-haired, blue-eyed young man who found her, picked her up, and carried her home with him. When he laid her down in the main bedroom, he calmly said, Now you belong to me, beautiful. I am your new master. Don't worry, though, m'lady. If you obey me, I won't hurt you. In fact, if you please me enough, I will free you, and you will be my wife., and carefully took off her clothes, before taking off his own, revealing her beautiful body, then his average-build naked self, with a 12-inch erection, and two nuts to go with it. He gave her his first order, I want you to seduce me. Click to expand...
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

I'm not entirely certain if this is a good idea. After reading that little tid-bit I'm not sure I want to know.
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

Hero said I'm not entirely certain if this is a good idea. After reading that little tid-bit I'm not sure I want to know. Click to expand... I would have to guess that was Eric's attempt at making a decent rp post.
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

Strips of this threads clothes Seduce me....
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

And two nuts to go with it. lol
Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

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Thread: Guess that bluemoon...er!!

well this is working out wonderfully. xD
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura walked silently through the shaded woods. For all appearances she seemed the proper Elf, quiet, reserved, her long dark green dress modestly hiding her curves from any wandering eyes. She hoped that the casual passer-by would write her off as such, but those who thought deeper on the subject were sure to note the peculiarity of one of her kind wandering alone through the dense woods surrounding a human settlement. Elves were a secluded race, particularly Elves of light such as herself. Hundreds of years could pass between sightings, and usually then they were in a large group, on urgent business. As for herself, she was abandoned. She left the Elven world some months ago, and her name was stricken from record. The world she had envisioned from inside the confines of her village, the one she had left her home to seek out, turned out very different from her dreams. This place is frightening. She said softly, pausing to gaze through the trees, her face a placid calm that did not match the stirring emotions that threatened to break through her resolve. By this point she wanted desperately to return home, even the gilded cage of the Elven village seemed a sanctuary when put next to the untamed and savage world the humans had crated. For all their talk of grandeur and freedom, she had seen none of it. She sighed, brushing a lock of golden hair out of her eyes. She had it tied back, but her shorter bangs still half hid her slightly slanted green eyes from the world. Her own bit of comfort, those around her could never quite meet her far-away gaze.
Thread: Breaking a pet

It was Tennik, their best woodsman, that noticed the lone wanderer in the woods. He brought it to the captain's attention. From their position in the cover of the brush, Captain Janek and his first mate, Morrok, peered through the leaves. Janek's expert eyes appraised the woman's form, the blonde hair, the well-formed limbs, the hints of the body that the dress revealed. Interesting. Not many walkers most of the villagers are out in the fields or at their jobs. It's not time to hit them yet this one is new. Haven't seen her in the scouting. Janek looked to Morrok. What do you think bonus? Morrok nodded, grinning. Janek waved over his best archer, Irrek. Tennik, you and Roppik head toward her keep to cover. When they get close, Irrek, I want you to use one of the Capture arrows. They had a supply of special enchanted arrows that did no actual physical damage but paralyzed the target. It made whoever was hit easy pickings, which was the whole point. This is going to be quick and quiet if she notices either of them getting close, nail her right then. Boys, this one's a bonus. Don't spend all your effort here, there's still the main targets. He looked around. Are we clear? All right. Don't let Scythia down, now. Or me. He gestured, and the three moved out into the forest toward the slowly strolling girl.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura was walking quietly. Her Eyes stared off into the distance, ever dreaming. A slight smile had formed on her lips as she imagined again the paradise she sought in the world of humans. A very small noise caught her attention, and her eyes widened some. She spun quickly, seeing an arrow flying towards her. She spun quickly, flashing a leg as she tried to kick it away from her. A shiver ran up her spine as her leg went dead, and she stumbled backward, her paralyzed leg unable to keep her upright. Another arrow shot towards her, and she clenched her eyes shut in terror. She almost gasped when she didn't feel pain, but a complete lack of sensation across her entire body. All her strength melted as she collapsed onto the ground. She stared in horror as men approached her. She couldn't move, not a single muscle in her body. Let me go... She managed to whimper out, My people will not be pleased that you fired upon an Elf.
Thread: Breaking a pet

The men who approached her were near enough to hear her whispered warning, slurred though the paralysis made it, and they crouched over her. Holy shit, she's an elf! whispered the younger one. The older human just gestured, and they bodily picked her up and whisked her away, moving as silently as humans could, which was still crashingly loud to her elven senses. The knot of men who lurked in the hunter's blind of a copse of trees looked savage and weathered, seafaring men who wore clothes and jewelry strange to this region. She'd been observing humans long enough to realize these were strangers to these parts. They were uniformly dark, from the sun and several from their races, and they all had the lean muscular look of fighters many bore the scars to prove their experience. As her captors brought her into the fold, several other men hurriedly descended on her with iron manacles for her wrists, binding them at the small of her back, and hempen rope to tie her ankles together. One shirtless savage made a move to tie on a rope gag, a massive knot that went in her mouth and two loose ends that tied behind her head, but a new voice made him stop. The man that stepped up was clearly in command, from the way the others got out of his way. Her captors hauled Kaura to her nerveless feet, supporting her with hands under her bound arms, and someone grabbed a fistful of hair at the top of her head to make her look up at him. He wasn't the largest or the oldest or the most muscular, and he didn't show as many scars as some, but his eyes held a quick intelligence that was rare amongst most humans. He looked her up and down, and tilted his head to gaze at her shapely elven ears. Well, well, he murmured, almost to himself. What have we here?
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura gritted her teeth, the only movement she could make, as the human males ignored her warning. She struggled to thrash, urging her body to respond to her commands, but could manage small twitches in her arms and legs. Her sharp eyes locked onto the men as they grabbed her, forcefully picking her up and hauled her away. She tried to keep her calm as she was carried through the mass of men. They were obviously not from this part of the world. Their hard bodies were littered with scars, the the muscles they bore did not come from years working quietly on the farm. She swallowed slightly, trying to keep the panic from her face as she struggled to understand what these men planned to do. She tried to struggle as they bound her, the thick metal over her wrists digging into her skin painfully as they pushed up her dress to tie her ankles together. She wanted to whimper and cry out against their aggression, especially when one particularly dangerous looking man came forward with a thick rope tied in the middle, and tried to shove it into her mouth. He froze as another man talked, and Kaura found herself tugged to her feet, held tightly between two men, as a third grabbed a handful of her hair to force her to look at him. Again she almost began to whine in protest, but bit the inside of her cheek against it. Her eyes appraised the man quickly, taking in his leaner body, smooth skin, and sharp eyes. Obviously he was a man who understood how to get what he wanted without dirtying his own hands. The thought made her stomach twist some even as he spoke his question. You men have fired upon the wrong woman. She told him, trying to sound calm even as her speech was horribly slurred. Release me now and you will suffer no ill will from my people. Her eyes locked onto his, seeming fearless even as she fought the urge to empty her stomach.
Thread: Breaking a pet

His sharp eyes gazed into hers, and narrowed. An elf walking alone is rare enough. Walking so close to a human settlement? Unheard of. No, I don't think we'll be hearing much from your people. Besides, we'll be long gone by then. But you did kick the first arrow out of the air. That was impressive. His hand shot out and gripped her jaw, squeezing her cheeks roughly, forcing her mouth open as he tilted her head back. Teeth look good, face looks good... his other hand gripped one of her breasts through her dress, squeezing and hefting it as if she were just a piece of meat. Which she was, to him. Ooh, nice size and firmness... He stepped close, his body pressing up against hers, his face in hers, gazing at her with a vaguely amused, vaguely contemptuous half-smile, as both his hands reached behind her and squeezed her buttocks. Also good firmness. He stepped back. A good catch. All right, bag her and stash her. It's almost time. The man with the rope gag stepped up and forced the knot into her mouth, despite her struggles. They put a cloth bag over her head, cinching it securely around her neck so she couldn't work it off by rubbing her head against the ground, and then they laid her to one side of the copse, out of the way and helpless.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura turned white as he spoke. She guessed he was smart, but to catch on that quickly... She stared for a moment, wide eyes as he roughly grabbed her face, forcing her mouth open to inspect her teeth as though she were a horse. She gasped when he grabbed her breast through her dress, squeezing and weighing it in his palm for a second before giving his verdict, and pulling her close to squeeze her bottom. She bit her lips against a squeak, closing her eyes tightly. Release me! She demanded again, even as the men moved forward again. She could move some now, enough to bite at the fingers of the man who shoved the rope into her mouth. She made a face when she tasted it, dirty and salty, she wondered what it's last purpose was, but decided that was best left unknown. They pulled a bag over her head, and her breathing quickened slightly, shallow and ragged. She didn't know what these men were planning, even as they tossed her to the side like a forgotten piece of trash. She laid there silently for a few minutes, waiting for her body to work again, before tugging at her wrists. The iron dug in more, but she twisted still, ignoring the forming cuts, and rivets of blood that made her wrists slick and sticky.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Try as she might, Kaura couldn't quite pull her hands free. The manacles were deviously designed, informed by much experience in holding captives. It's possible they were also enchanted. She got her wrists good and bloody, but if she were to slip out of the manacles, she'd have to dislocate a finger or thumb, and she wasn't quite up to that. The men held hurried conversations in whispered tones, and then there was much quiet running, and she seemed alone. There wasn't much she could do, being blind and bound, but she wasn't left alone for too long, anyway. Heavier footsteps sounded, running into the copse, and some muffled high-pitched cries. Something hit the ground next to her, and rolled against her... another body, clearly a woman from the way her breasts pushed against Kaura's own, and bound and gagged, from the sound of her continuing struggles, even though the wind was knocked out of her. The footsteps ran away again, leaving the women together. Another woman was thrown nearly on top of the two of them a short time later, less of a struggler, more of a weeper through her gag and bag. Then, someone was hurriedly dragging them apart, sitting them up. A rope noose was placed around Kaura's neck as her feet were untied, and as she was roughly hauled up, she realized the noose was attached to a line, a line that also attached to the other girls. She was now part of a train of captured women, and she was dragged forward as fast as they could safely drag blind captives. From the noises, there were more than the three of them on the train, but it was clearly time for their captors to depart. Sounds of struggle further back in the line were met with curses, meaty impacts, and muffled whimpering.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura struggled and tugged. Blood ran down her armsand she bit back pained whimpers. It would seem that there was so excaping the chains, and the ropes binding her feet did not seem to want to budge either. She grunted softly as a woman was shoved next to her own, the curves of her body pressed too closely to her own for her comfort. A third woman was dropped onto them and Kaura grunted again. She chewed on the gag, trying to force it out of her mouth. It was edged in firmly though, digging into the kin at the sides of her mouth painfully. She moaned when she was tugged back again, grateful the arrows affect had worn off. A rope was tied around her neck, and this time she could not hold back the small whimper as they untied her feet and forced her up. She winced at each pained cry from other women in the line. She wondered just how many unfortunate young women were being led along with her, and pulled against the rope as she was literally dragged along the line. Her feet dug into the ground, not slowing their progress, but made the rope dig into her neck painfully. She half wanted it to bruise, knowing that each mark she recieved would push back the chances that they would want her for her physical form. The thought made her grimace, and she yanked again against the lead, the gag muffling a painful cry.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Due to the bag, the sudden smashing blow across her face came as a total surprise. Stop pulling away and just follow! a heavily accented deep voice snarled almost in her ear. Further resistance was met with jabs and light punches, just enough to try and correct the activity, not enough to damage or disable them. They were all hurried down a trail, how far she could not tell, but then they went down a rocky slope to the seashore. She and the others were picked up and carried onto a boat, where they were dumped unceremoniously into the wet flat bottom in something of a pile, jumbled on top of one another and admonished to stay still while shouts and cries of alarm and anger rang out behind them. The boat shoved off, and the sound of oars rowing furiously was the primary noise, other than female whimpering. There were a few grunts and the sound of some bowstrings twanging as the slavers' archers took some pot-shots at the pursuers on the shore, but for the most part, the crew knew what they were doing, and needed no special coordination, or even communication. The longboat barked up against something solid, and several of the slavers clambered out. Shortly, there was a horrific jerking, making all the bound captives cry out, as the longboat was hoisted in the air, its human cargo still cowering in the bottom. Almost as soon as they were out of the waves, Kaura could hear the large sails snap with the wind and feel the bigger vessel they were being lifted onto start to wheel around, no doubt heading for open ocean. They had found what the came for, and now they were heading away. Away from Kaura's homeland, to parts unknown.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura gave a pained cry as someone smashed her over her head. She saw spots, even inside of her bag, and grundingly began to walk forward. Anytime she strayed slightly, she would receive another blow. Never enough to seriously harm, but it kept her moving with the rest, forward, to a fate unknown. She was led some distance, she guessed a few miles my the way her feet ached. She struggled to piece together where they might be, but paused when they reached a slope. She was about to start forward again, fearing another hard-handed blow when she felt an arm wrap around her, and she was roughly picked up. She kicked at the man holding her, earning another sharp blow, before she was literally dumped in a pile with the other girls, onto something damp. The small of salt in the air told her they were at the ocean, on a rowboat without a doubt. She struggled to sit up, careful to not dig her elbow into another woman. It took some squirming, but finally she was upright. She tucked her legs under her, her ankled pressed together, and sat with her back erect and head high. She might be a prisoner, but she was still an Elf, and would keep her dignity. Even if they could not see the quiet look of contempt on her calm features, they could tell by her body language exactly what she thought of them and their brutish ways.
Thread: Breaking a pet

The ship was well underway by the time the women were forcibly unloaded from the skiff, and lined up on their knees, their kidnappers keeping them in place. Kaura found herself on the end of the row, and could hear the sobs and ragged breathing to her right. At an unheard signal, all the women's bags were whisked off, and Kaura could see where she was. It was a large sailing vessel, with broad decks and a high structure in the aft. A glance to her right showed her about eight other women, all young, all attractive in face and body, some with bruises on their faces. They all knelt on the deck with arms bound behind them, and each had a burly slaver standing behind them. The smart slaver strolled up and down the line of captives, examining them with an experienced eye. He lingered in front of Kaura, and his grin widened. He turned to address everyone. I'll give it to you directly. You've been captured by Scythian slavers, and are now on your way to the flesh markets of Hooran, Scythia. You've been chosen not for the labor block, but for the harem block you are all to be sex slaves. It will go easier on you if you give up on your past life now. It doesn't matter what you were, what you wanted to be. You won't escape this fate, and the sooner you adjust yourself to that fact, the sooner you can embrace your new life. The other crew, now that they were underway, were gathering around to watch the orientation. The men standing behind you will be your trainers you will also follow the orders of any man on the ship. Now, it's important to fix your position in your minds you are nothing, now. You have nothing, you are playthings for us to use, abuse, and discard as we want. Some of the woman started to cry at this point, but the captain continued. You exist at, and for, your Master's pleasure. And now is the time to learn that. He looked up at the row of trainers. Strip 'em. Each of the slavers, including the unseen man behind Kaura, drew knives, and began to cut away the girls' clothing, literally destroying their modesty there on the deck. The sobbing and useless protests grew louder. And the captain's eyes were on Kaura when her trainer started slicing away the lovely dress of hers.
Thread: Breaking a pet

Kaura smothered a grunt as she was picked up, and forced onto her knees in a long line. She knelt there a moment before the bog was ripped from her head. She blinked as the light struck her sensitive eyes, adjusting against the transition from dark to light. Her eyes darted around as she accessed her situation, looking at the other girls. All lovely young women, which made her feel sick to her stomach, a mad kind of intuition of what would happen next. The leader came forward, and began talking about what they were now. His eyes lingered on her, and she stared back calmly, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing her in distress. Other women howled against their gags, sobbing, but she remained ever calm, on the outside at least. Her eyes bore into that of the smart trader, her expression as calm as as possible, given the situation She almost winced at his order to strip them, and her head tiled up some, her eyes closing as she struggled to hide her humiliation. She didn't move or make a sound as a man hacked away at her dress. It fell from her body and she gritted her teeth against a whimper. She took a breath as the last of her clothing was stripped away, and she opened her eyes again. They locked onto the leader, as he seemed to have a special interest in her. She gazed at him calmly, as though telling him that nothing he could do could break her... Though inside she could feel a burning fear. She wondered, in a morbid curiosity, if this man would steal her innocence.