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Thread: The Arcanist

This was her element. Oh, certainly, she did well in the dusty libraries and sulphurous alchemical laboratories of the Academy, but it was in the court and its soires where she thrived. Maddalyn loved the colours, the brightness, the music, the life of events like this. Everyone was dressed up gorgeously, like peacocks though it was the women with the gaudiest and most splendid plumage, not the men in their military jackets, sashes of fraternal orders, their leggings and coats. But the ladies of court, the courtesans trying to catch the eye of some wealthy man, the daughters trying to outdo one another in glamour and beauty, the wives trying to make themselves look as attractive as possible so their husbands gaze did not wander to some harlot or young cocktease... Maddalyn was able to feast her eyes on many well-turned calves, canted hips and tightly corsetted bosoms, on hair combed and dyed and styled to perfection, on painted, pouting lips beneath jewelled masks. Maddalyn flitted from group to group, conversation to conversation like a social butterfly. She spoke with breezy casualness, wrapping a coil of golden hair around her finger and giggling as if the light shone through a hole in her head, playing up the leggy, airheaded image. With the Baron of Pforsend, she spoke about the soaring population of Idenheim, its inns and dormitories swelling with nobles and their retinues. The Duke of Krondike confided in her his hopes that the House of Scharroff would be ascending the throne after the votes were tallied, while staring at her cleavage. An up-and-coming clerk of the Exchequery explained how the election was driving up the price of steel and silk alike. The wife of some lord bragged to her how, through a loophole in the laws of peerage, her husband would be permitted a vote, despite being only a baronet. But finally, her empty smile and encouraging nods paid off, albeit indirectly. You see, down south, across the Teeming Sea they have these creatures, explained the ambassador she was conversing with, a handsome, dark-haired man in a blue velvet coat and green sash. Dog-headed beasts, savage as you could imagine. Carrion eaters, vile stuff. They say they emerge naturally whenever bodies are left without a proper burial, like salamanders born from a burning log... Gnolls. They're called gnolls, Maddalyn said irritably, raising one finger to hush the man. Her... acquaintance Bolivar had told her that, once. She tilted her head slightly, trying to listen in to what she had overheard. Damn these masks! So many of them covered the wearer's mouths, making it nigh-impossible to tell who was speaking. Shall we dance, ambassador? she said, quickly turning back to him with a dazzling smile. That would give her a chance to turn about, and looking over his shoulder she could examine those around her, hopefully to identify the conspirators. Maddalyn held out her hands daintily and invitingly to the man, giving him a coy look under lowered golden lashes.
Thread: The Arcanist

News of the Gnolls had been on most peoples lips, albeit it mostly in hushed whispers. Few knew where they had come from, or what they wanted. However news of whole towns and villages disappearing or being enslaved at the hands of dog headed beasts had reached the capitol. At first people wouldn't believe it, Dog-Beasts wouldn't be a match against Dietanstad and her armies , Oh, don't be a fool. Our men stand no chance against these unholy beasts. the rumors were many, and more often than not they were grossly wrong. However that was neither here nor there, such information would do little to aid someone in a battle of wits, influence, power and love. The only kind of battles that took place in the city now. The ambassador was just about to scold the insufferable woman who had presumed to know more about matters of war and combat, however her coy smile and well chosen outfit did wonders to quell the anger and slight that had built in his chest, instead, he stepped forward and accepted the invitation Gladly, my'lady. As their hands met, giving Maddalyn a natural reason to turn about, she saw two men in a deep conversation, deeper so than those around. It could just be a coincidence, of course, they could just be discussing matters of debt, love or anything in between. However looking closer, Maddalyn would be able to make out bits and pieces of the conversation, Good, bring them to... the music flared up then, prompting the dancers to twirl and shift, and when Maddalyn put her eyes on the two again and listened in once more, the conversation was still going, If we do this right, Emast will meet his end during the.... and again, almost as if some force didn't want her to know it all, the music flared up again and the couples dancing moved about. When she looked their way again, one of the men had disappeared. It had been two men, one young looking one who Maddalyn would recognize as one of the younger lords in attendance, his name just as insignificant as his station and power. Though what he lacked in power and station, he more than made up for with his striking features. His powerful jaw and broad shoulder were no doubt the tools he had used to reach such a lofty station, as being welcome at a banquet of this size. The older man, the one who the younger had received orders from, well, where the younger man wore a small mask only masking his eyes, the older one had bore a full mask, shielding everything but the color of his eyes. A color that would be hard to make out at this distance, even for someone with magical powers or alchemy at their back. The young Lord looked around the room then, as if looking for someone, or something. His eyes met with Maddalyn's for a second, but they didn't linger. Instead, as if content with what he had seen or rather, hadn't seen, he excused himself to the group around him and began to move towards the exit with hurried steps.
Thread: The Arcanist

Maddalyn's gaze was intent on the surrounding nobles, especially once she identified a likely pair of conspirators. Still, she stiffened as the ambassador's hand caressed the curve of her spine and curve of her derrire in a rather too familiar manner, and she 'accidentally' trod the tall heel of her shoe into his foot. Oh my goodness, ambassador, isn't that your wife? Maddalyn smiled, pointing to distract him, then slipping away into the crowd in the other direction. The blonde started to weave her way through the crowd, following the younger of the pair she had observed, replaying what they had said in her mind. A warehouse on the docks? That didn't help. Idenheim' harbour was full of warehouses, as the capital had an insatiable appetite for food and goods from across its territories and holdings. Supporters? At first she had thought they meant some kind of rally, but now it sounded like they meant warriors or assassins. She cursed the string section and their exquisite violins and the burble of conversation that filled the hall. Emast will meet his end... The murder of a candidate was a crude way to affect the election, but quite effective if they could pull it off. She considered warning the emperor, but his guards were doubtless in a state of full alert anyway. Who was this man, she wondered. He looked like a victorious soldier, a minor knight or perhaps an upjumped thug, ennobled for his skills at violence and loyalty to whoever his patron was. Still, he had the kind of jawline she wouldn't mind seeing between her thighs, coated with her honey... Maddalyn put the thought aside, and concentrated on not losing him, and not letting herself be spotted. With luck, he might lead her to this warehouse... or at least more of his comrades.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

The glow of the orange paper lamp lit up Oranna's dark hair in the lavish room she stayed in. She was forced to stay quiet by brothel rules and under the rules of the society in the country of Orient after all. Human were low, everyone was else ranked higher. Dwarves, elves and everything else you could imagine of. Oranna was only of the human girls to be taken in to the brothel but it was against her own will. Her debt had not been paid yet and she still had thousands of gold left to be paid off, all because of her father's crazed sexual drive. Oranna's father did marry her mother but he still never gave up his funds of going to the brothel every night. Every day he brought a woman home and every day her mother would scold her father. Her family was not exactly what you called a healthy one. All Oranna could do was just wait and perform her job like she was supposed to, no questions asked. Any questions asked or any defying orders from clients would get her in serious trouble, punished maybe even killed. Of all the girls that worked in the brothel, she was considered the most beautiful, the most quiet and obedient too. Oranna calmly waited for her next client and as expected, he would probably wanting to strip her and be demanding as possible. As far as she could tell, there was no such thing as a kind elf or anything. But through it all, she always managed to stay kind. As Oranna waited for her next client to come in, she made some hot lavender tea over the hearth.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

A bolt of lightning sliced through the air as the rain poured on the streets. This was a rather terrible storm, and it wasn't usual for this time of year. It was typically spring that brought this type of rain, but such a storm cropping up mid-Fall was quite unusual. The beggars claimed it to be the end of times, while sensible people such as Dralos knew that it was likely a simple occurrence of freak weather, and hoped that the beggars weren't true. He had an appointment to meet, one brothel girl. While most men simply walked in and claimed their girl, finishing and not saying a word upon leaving, Dralos took a much more unorthodox approach. Unlike this rain, it wasn't unusual for him to talk up his chosen girl first, calm her nerves or fears, before bedding them. When he did take them, it was sensual over dominant, and he often had girls clamoring for his name to be on their schedules. Today, he had the company of one Oranna, and he was looking forward to this. He walked into the building and straight to the room that she stayed in, pulling his hood down and gently knocking on her door. He hoped his black leather armor wouldn't set her off.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

Oranna heard the clap of thunder and her eyes caught the flash of the lightning but she didn't make a sound or move. She just patiently waited to hear her next client come in. She opened her music box, the only object in this room that really meant anything to her since it was given to her by her mother. It was Oranna's most precious treasure and she didn't plan to give up soon. As her music box played, she put on a light layer of makeup and rubbed some scented lavender oil on her neck. Being in this brothel for her teenager life so far has taught her that there are no kind customers. When she heard her door being knocked on, Oranna got up and opened it gently. She saw a dark elf with long dark hair like hers, golden eyes and dark leather armor. If there was one thing in common, I guess they liked dark colors. With a silent pause, Oranna bowed to him as if to welcome him in. Good evening, sir. I am yours for the night. Please come in.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

Dralos appreciated the kind gesture of her bow. He was not really accustomed to the way things were done in this brothel quite yet, despite a few visits already being under his belt. It didn't help that all of the women tended to be from different backgrounds as well, making judging what he was to do in response to the bow difficult. He stepped inside, hoping that it was an acceptable response. He smelled the lavender scent coming off of her, and smiled a bit. Lavender smells nice on you. He looked into her eyes briefly at the compliment before spotting the tea set. The entire night? Well then, I guess we have time for a bit of tea then. He gestured with his arm toward the set. Surely this was common here, a gesture of goodwill. Despite the humans being the bottom, she must have had a few good hearted customers. Dralos himself had never been with her, but he knew there were more like him...right? He sat cross-legged on the floor as he waited for her to decide on the tea and spoke to pass the time. So, Oranna...how was your day?
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

As the dark elf Dralos passed through, Oranna never said a word. She just waited for him to be seated. But when she heard his compliment of the scented lavender oil she put on her neck, she just bowed and said a few words. Thank you very much. Once he sat down, Oranna grabbed two teacups and poured some lavender tea from the pot that was now extremely hot thanks to the burner. When she was asked how her day was, all she could do was sort of freeze in place. Its not that anything bad had happened all day but her life needed changing. She had to escape somehow or another. But until she could, Oranna had no choice but to keep working. That's what her entire day was working. It was nothing more and nothing less. I... didnt do much. Just chores and cleaning myself up.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

Dralos noticed her curt bow and had no qualms with it. So many men not treating her with respect likely led to more than a few elves deciding to humiliate her when etiquette was not followed. He shook his head, knowing that nothing could really be done about the situation with the humans and the other races of Orient, not by himself anyway. Then, he noticed the young girl freeze, his dark eyebrows furrowing with concern. Had he asked something that she had never been asked before, or was it more of a case of bad memories from today, a man who got thrills out of her pain? He knew such men existed, but could not believe it. He himself would never do that to a woman. When she replied, a breath was released, but he raised a brow. Dralos sensed that she was holding something off from him. He politely waited for his cup to be served, but looked her dead in the eye. I promise not to tell anyone what you say to me. Just vent.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

Oranna just brought the dark elf his tea without a word when she heard his words. If she went out of line, she would be punished even if he didn't tell anyone. The owner of the brothel definitely had his way of finding out whether or not his girls were disobedient. Oranna took a deep breath though and whispered to him as she scooted closer. She had to take a chance with this. I hadn't had anyone ask me before what you just did. But another fact is that the elves that come here don't really care about self being. After all, we humans are at the bottom of society, right? We really don't have any rights. But through my entire stay here, I still keep a good nature.
Thread: Brothel of Orient {LittleCookie x how_is_you}

Dralos brought the cup of tea up to his nose, inhaling the scent and sighing in happiness before taking a sip. It burned, and he kept a rather well held look of calm as he gently set the cup back onto the table, allowing it to cool for a moment. It was more hot than he expected, that was for sure, but it tasted good. He then focused his mind to listen in to what she had to say, and decided to give her a guess as far as where she was going with this. You want out of this life. He raised his brow again before smiling a bit. He wanted to help this woman, he did, but he had to know how she was in here in the first place. Do you feel comfortable explaining how you got here?
Thread: Tales From The Fur(MM&BabySister)

TALES FROM THE FUR written by Baby Sister Masochistic Megalomaniac Table Of Contents chapter one ... Trials of Endurance
Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

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Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

wouldn't this better fit the Male search forum? Given that you are paying a male? Or am I mistaken and you are playing harley in which case your title is misleading.
Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

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Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

Black Widow catches Jungle Fever Content Rape, dirty talk, blushing, sexyslutty clothes, jungle fever, oral, interracial, exhaustion, drugs, interrogation, uncontrolled lust, impregnation, creampie, sweating, body heat, begging, depraved sexual acts, pleading, white slavery, transformation, humiliation, deceit, corruption. My first and probably only prompt so far. Black Widow for reasons unbeknownst is in Africa operating on behalf of s.h.i.e.l.d. While in the jungles she is ambushed and assaulted by one Erik Kilmonger . Her entire team is decimated and she is reluctantly drugged with a special serum though eventually saved by fellow Avenger and regent king T'challa, aka the black panther. Seeing his avengers ally Natasha Romanov in his neck of the woods er--jungle, comes as a surprise, but he takes her into his kingdom anyways and treats her for her injuries and her mystery condition that's left her unable to move or walk. During the course of her bedrest, Natasha becomes more erratic but gradually comes to, though with an unintended side effect, the girl has the fever and bad, rubbing herself in her sleep and begging, pleading, saying things that would make a porn star blush. What is the cause of this sudden fever that ails her so? T'challa of course, can't help but think what Natasha would be doing outside of Wakanda of all places without having contacted him first , he interrogates her to spill what she knows, on the condition that he will heal her. He doesn't On her bed, unable to protest her urges any longer, she swallows her pride, spreads her legs and pleads T'challa in her unbriddled lust to ravage her. He obliges and keeps her on as his personal concubine.
Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

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Thread: Harley Takes a Pounding (Seeking Harley Quinn for smutty interracial fun)

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Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!!

Happy birthday to one of BMR's great master builders. Hope your day is excellent. Have fun!! Celebratory vibes and hugs your way! Oh and cake, hehe! XD
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GODDAMN KIDS ALL OVER MY LAWN!
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Happy birthday! Hope it was great!
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Heh, hope that means it was a good day and not something else! MEEP!! .
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Thread: Happy Birthday, Trygon!!

Hot diggity damn! Another year older, huh? Happy birthday to ya, ya old fart!
Thread: IS this happening for anyone else

Whenever I click on a link on this site Such as going to my PMs I get a new tap opening to a site. I am curious f it is just for me or if others people are getting it. I have a feeling it may be happening to me due to another malware program i am trying to get rid of Safefinder and it may be causing issues on this site along with others. I am using Google chrome. The site is secure.xsrving.com DO NOT CLICK THIS LINK, it is strictly here for informational purposes
Thread: IS this happening for anyone else

Download malwarebytes and run a full scan. If you don't have antivirus, or are using Norton, McAfee, or Windows Defender, download Avast as well and disable whatever you were using before. After all that, you'll probably need to go into your browser's settings to clean up - Check the 'new tab opens to' option, and also the extensions page. Remove anything you didn't put there personally.
Thread: IS this happening for anyone else

I use kapersky and I downloaded hitman pro which seemed to fix the problem. I will have to wait until I return home to see if it is still fixed
Thread: Let's Plot!

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Thread: Mother/Son Scene

Hi, Happy to help! Buzz me on YIM - grlintobrown - and we can explore! Hugs Amanda x Ryimmor said Hey there, I've really been craving some good motherson RP as of late. Anybody interested? I'm very flexible kink and plot wise, and am also up for varying mixes of plot vs. smut. If you're interested, please PM me. If you have an idea feel free to share it, and if not, after some chat to get acquainted with each other's interests I'll propose a few ideas. Click to expand...
Thread: FxF or FxM transformation/humiliation RP

Ms.Anxiety said Im seeking humiliationtransformation among other things main kinks mentioned here. I'm looking to play a scenario could be medieval fantasy or modern fantasy involving a religious devout who seeks to cleanse the impure. Be it demons, etc. Anything considered an abomination by god. She has a curse placed upon her, where any one or anything she meets, that she would classify as unholy even someone as ordinary as a homosexual would have power over her. by simply saying commands, to force her to do things, or force her to change. Which would over time corrupt her from the pure holy servant she was. PM me if interested, I only play via YIM Click to expand... Sent a pm, and didn't see the YIM part, so ignore that part of my pm.
Thread: First Time for Everything (FxF, anal focus, specific request)

Sorry for the time away, but I had to take an unexpected hiatus. Opening this for new RPs.
Thread: First Time for Everything (FxF, anal focus, specific request)

Opening this back up for new takers.
Thread: ❤Story driven. Dedicated lit participants❤

RE story drivenromancededicated participants only Hello, I'm interested in doing a role play with you. I'm new to this site but not to role playing. Are you interested in a KnightPrincess rp?
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RE story drivenromancededicated participants only Sorry all, I had a sudden family emergency which caused me to take an unexpected leave. I'm very happy to say that I'm back and would love to get the ball rolling once more. If my leave stopped an RP and those of you who would like to continue please feel free to PM me.
Thread: ❤Story driven. Dedicated lit participants❤

RE story drivenromancededicated LIT participants only I would like to do a witchwarlock RP if you are still looking for a partner.
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Thread: Looking For Rp Partners

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