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Thread: Revenge On The Slutty Bookworm

Andrew watched her messy body begin to shake a bit on the floor. An orgasm overtaking her, he watched her uncontrollably squirt all over the floor and herself. He grunted, You dirty skank! You did like it! How dare you lie to me you cock hungery slut! He kicked her and then kneeled down over her, Why would I let you go? When we could have more fun like this? He entered her roughly his huge mass making a squelch as it pushed vast ammounts of all their fluids out of her. He thrusted until he could cum again. He then pulled out and grunted blasting her in the face and tits with four throbbing loads. He proceeded into the closet of horrors coming back with a vinrator bigger tyhen his own prick and putting it in her. He kneed her puss until the vibrator impaled her. And flipped the switch to full laughing then seeing the mess they'd made of the floor. The mess of her and the mess of blood and cum beneath her. I'll be back in an hour to give you more, by the time i come back i want that off the floor! Lick it up or wallow in it I don't care! But I want the cum off the floor!!!!!!
Thread: Revenge On The Slutty Bookworm

The writhed for the first half hour he was gone, but during the time she realized if she was going to make it, she would have to do as he said. She rolled in the mess, getting it to stick to her body and off the floor, so when he came back she was covered in dry blood and cum, the floor mostly clean.
Thread: Revenge On The Slutty Bookworm

Andrew sat upstairs for a few hours knowing shed be covered all theyed made earlier when he returned. He waited to see his pet dressed in what whores should be dressed in, nothing but cum.
Thread: Nude Carwash

I'll play a worker, if still needed
Thread: Nude Carwash

we have three workers, no boss or customers but you can be a worker too if you want here's the sign up page-
Thread: Blackmailing a Princess (LittleKitty & Alois Trancy)

Yuki paced back and forth, her hands clasped tightly behind her back. Her hair swung back and forth, and her mind raced. She looked back at the thick business envolpe on her bed, wanting to burn it. She couldn't belive someone had seen that, let alone taken pictures and was now using them to blackmail her. Inside the envolpe were four pictues, each of them showing her having sex with one of her slaves. She had thought she had hidden well enough that no one would know, but it seems someone did. There was a letter, saying that those photos were copies, and if she didn't want her daddy to find out, she would go to the adress stated, with no one following. Picking up the envolpe, she threw it into the flames, walking out her door. She came to the adress, looking up at the strip joint and instanly regreating coming in the first place. She walked up to the doors, waiting.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

The moment Lola stepped in she was presented with a morbid sight--a noose hanging over the bar. No one seemed to be paying it any attention, but no one seemed to want to go near it. Even the bartenders gave it a wide berth. Even apart from that disturbing fixture, the decor of the building seemed at odds with itself, as though it couldn't decide if it was supposed to be a sports bar or a nightclub. A wide area that was clearly designed as a dance floor was cluttered with small tables and folding chairs. Bland, unobtrusive music trickled through speakers that were clearly designed to flood the building with an ear-shattering beat. The clientele was similarly divided. Most of the customers looked like they had come straight from the office to drink away the weariness of the day. A number of men had their ties loosened or their shirts untucked women had traded high heels for more comfortable shoes. But one corner of the tavern was dominated by a decidedly different crowd--young people who were clearly dressed for a night on the town, many of whom were occupied in glaring at the other patrons. Halfway across town, a man sat in a dimly lit office, leaning back in his chair as he leafed through a stack of papers as thick as his thumb. The office was enormous, taking up almost an entire floor of its fifteen story building, and filled with luxurious furniture and expensive art. Apart from the odd absence of any windows, it was far too nice an office for a man who would have a hard time passing for thirty. It didn't help that James Boucher didn't look or dress like the president of a major holding company should. Instead of expensive suits, he wore tight black t-shirts and jeans which hugged his slim but athletic figure, coupled with a white button down shirt a size too large for him. Silky blond hair hung down to his shoulders and framed a delicate face, with high cheekbones and a narrow jaw. James glanced at his watch. I suppose that's enough of this drudgery for one day... He tossed the pile of papers on his desk. He leaned back and wondered how he would amuse himself tonight. He'd had a snack not too long before, but he was hardly sated. Besides, he was growing bored of his latest toys, which meant he'd have to find a new one. ...it's been a few weeks since I've been to The Box. He had to take care not to visit the same hunting ground too often even the thick-headed simpletons of Deep River could get suspicious. The tavern known simply as The Box was one of his favorites, though. Not only did it attract some of his favorite sorts of people, he had so many fond memories of the former owner. I wonder what's on the menu tonight.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

Once the smokey tavern air settled Lolas eyebrow raised at the sight before her. A noose? What the hell was up with that? If Lo had thought it was a question she could approach with shed have asked the bartender about it. Thing was... everyone seemed to be pretending the thing didnt even exist. It was the elephant in the room and she had to get down to the bottom of it, at the bar she ordered a beer and then took it back to a corner table. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her cellphone, and since no one seemed to be paying any attention to her she snapped a picture of the noose and emailed it to her brother the caption below the picture read Find out anything you can about The Box Tavern in Deep River, and why theyd have a noose in their bar.... something tells me its more than just decoration. The immediate response from her brother said Whoa... thats nasty. Leave it to Jimmy to sum it up in three words. Lola was fairly certain that the reason for the noose hanging in the tavern was nasty indeed. She had chosen a table on the side with young people ready for a night out, figuring shed hear the most gossip from them. Young women with enough alcohol in their system couldnt keep their mouths shut. Lola caught bits and piece of conversation. When are they going to take that thing down... its been months. My dad is talking about moving out of Deep River, I just might go with him. Kelly just found out her sister is addicted to drugs, the weird thing is they dont know what kind and they havent found any drugs on her... but she is sure as hell strung out on something. I saw them the other day and she looked like death, seriously. Mark just got a promotion it doesnt make sense for him to have just run off, but thats what the police are saying... its not a crime for an adult to pick up and leave. Its just weird that he didnt PACK up.. you know? Everything Lola heard pretty much confirmed it. There was definitely vampire activity here, missing people, men and women strung out on drugs, and slowly but surely people were going to start packing up and heading out of Deep River so they can feel safe again. Even though she probably had enough information from the young crowd Lola still stood, got a refill on her beer and headed over to the other side of the bar. She stayed on the outside, listening once again. Lola couldnt help but find it funny that the groups were so separated when they were talking about the same things, it was was identical. Bosses missing, people looking to transfer to different states and accusations of drug use amongst co-workers. She was halfway through her second beer when her cell phone vibrated in her pocket. A picture text from her brother, hed taken a shot of his computer screen that showed a Deep River Tribune article the headline read The Box owner commits suicide in bar . Lola shivered her eyes sliding over to the bar, and wondered... why would they keep the noose on display?
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

As the light of the sun faded from the sky, more and more of the 'business' crowd headed out, and as more party-goers filtered in, they began to be bolder as a whole, gathering at the bar or wandering out to the dance floor which was being cleared of tables and chairs as quickly as the other customers left them. A small group wearing mostly black settled in directly under the noose. Just as the relaxing bar music yielded to a pounding dance beat, a tall blond man walked into the club, as if he had timed it intentionally. Which, of course, he had James owned The Box, and while it didn't fit his assumed persona to meddle too much in the businesses controlled by the Boucher Corporation, he had a weakness for theatrics. He had insisted on a very strict schedule at The Box simply so he could make a dramatic entrance. He strolled confidently through the tavern, glancing at the clique gathered by the noose with a slight smile. He had refused to take the noose down at first by saying the police wouldn't let him--they were investigating the suicide, just in case it had been something more sinister. By the time that excuse had worn thin, people had stopped asking. He glanced around the rest of the tavern, and a woman in a hoodie caught his eye. No one came to The Box dressed like that. And he didn't recognize her face. Deep River wasn't a very big town, and James had an abundance of free time. He would like to think that he at least recognized every lovely woman in town--and this one was lovely--but he had to admit the possibility that he had missed one or two. Still, it was more likely she was an outsider. And outsiders can disappear without much fuss... He gradually made his way towards the dark-haired woman, though he tried not to be obvious about it.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

Lola was glad that she'd gotten to eaves drop on the business crowd long enough to gather more information. With the departure of one business person it seemed that at least four more party goers arrived. The bar was now filled with young people ready to dance and the change in the music spurred them on. Bodies filled the floor and the bumping and grinding reminded Lola just how long it'd been since she'd been that close to a man. There was training of course but being flipped over your mentors head and then pinned to the mat was anything because you weren't taking the lesson seriously definitely was not sexual. What was going down on the dance floor was all about sex... it was like foreplay and she almost wanted to be apart of it. For Lola who was all about observation it was hard to miss the man who'd entered the bar, or was it club now? Just as the music changed. He was tall, blond, handsome, well dressed and predatory. With the change in crowd she was feeling under dressed and out of place which was never a good thing, there was no way she could have predicted that this place would turn into a nightclub. She picked up her cellphone and sent another text to her brother E-mail me everything you have on that, I'll be back at the motel in 15 to go over it. That would give him plenty of time to dig up more information. She stuffed her phone into her pocket and then slipped off the chair she'd been sitting in. A quick glance told her that the handsome blond was headed in this general direction, there must be some pretty girl dressed in something glittery and short she told herself even as her mind screamed that he was headed towards her . To feel a little safer Lola weaved between people in the crowd making her way clear to the other side of the room. She may desperately want some one on one male attention but she didn't think that Mr. Blond was the right man to get it from. Even from across the room she could tell that there was just something not right about him.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James frowned a little as the woman began making her way to the other side of the room. Had she noticed him? He quickly regained his composure and continued his approach a little more quickly, making himself a little more obvious in the process. Still, an ordinary club-goer wouldn't notice the difference, caught up as they all were in their pleasures. But you're not an ordinary club goer, are you? The way she moved and carried herself, the way she slipped through the crowd without being noticed, suggested expert training. So did the way she looked around the room, seeing everything without drawing attention to herself. He recognized her methods and mannerisms, because he used them himself. She was a predator in her own right. He smiled at the thought. Confident that the girl had noticed his quickened approach, James was eager to see how she would respond to it. Would she flee? Would she appear to flee in order to lure him into a trap? Or would she rise to meet the challenge? Am I meant to be your prey, little girl? He couldn't help but smile. It had been a long time since anything so interesting had fallen into his lap.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

The last thing that Lola felt was caught in pleasure, especially when she saw the man begin to move a bit faster. She'd been wrong, he was definitely heading towards her and not some glammed up party girl. In a normal situation Lola would say that the man was drawn to the difference in her in comparison to the rest of the high maintenance women that were swarming the place. However, for Lola there hadn't been a normal situation in years and with a vampire on the loose here it wasn't good to have attention on her. Even from across the room she could tell the man had a dangerous feel to him and all she had on herself right now was her gun and her cellphone, if she had to fight she'd be at a disadvantage. She slid her hand into her pocket and wrapped her fingers around her cellphone for a moment, she didn't have enough time to get a text off to Jimmy. She could insert herself into a group, join the conversation and wait for the man to lose interest but as he neared she realized he was locked on. Lola's only option was to face it head on, she turned abruptly as the man neared Is there a reason you're stalking me or are you just that much of a creep?
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James raised an eyebrow. Stalking? I wanted to say hi. That is why people come to these places, isn't it? To meet new people? And you're certainly new. He put on his most charming smile, a mask he'd spent centuries refining. This isn't the biggest town I'm pretty sure I've seen every face in it at least once. And I would have remembered yours. So. He crossed his arms and leaned back a little. Did you just move here, or are you visiting?
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

Lola eyed him wearily, it was her nature to be suspicious of everyone and pretty much anything that seemed off to her and this man was off. She wanted to point out that it was pretty close to stalking when a person crossed the room to obviously avoid contact. Well I came here for a beer, unfortunately I lingered a little too long. her eyes drifted from the man to the door and then back again, her entire body was on alert. He was feeling her out, he was a predator all right but was he a vampire? Just moved to town. she lied Staying with family. she continued trying to make it seem like someone would notice if she'd gone missing.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James noticed her glancing towards the door, and knew that she was nervous. Good, little girl. You should be. She was doing a pretty good job hiding it, though, and remaining casual. He was impressed. James took a small step to the right, appearing to be doing nothing more than casually shifting his weight, but he now blocked her view of the door and her path to it. That must be nice. What prompted the move? New job? Or was it some sort of... sorry, I really shouldn't pry. It's a bad habit, one I ought to break, but you can learn so many interesting things just talking to people, I can't help myself. He held out a hand to her. I'm James.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

Lola caught the movement and she almost smirked, she'd been right about him from the very start he was a predator and a dangerous one. Had she been any other woman she probably wouldn't have noticed his move to block her view and path to the door, she took a silent breath and shifted herself. Just looking for a change of pace, fast moving city to small town. It should be a nice change she continued to lie, just then her cellphone went off in her pocket. That must be my brother not a lie I told him I'd only be an hour. she brushed past him then letting his hand linger in the air. It was nice meeting you James she called back wondering if he would follow her.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James smiled to himself as she walked past him, ignoring his hand. It will take more than a charming smile to win you over, eh? Good... the easy ones are so boring. Rather than alarm her by obviously following her out of the club, James headed deeper into the club as she left. Of course, there was a back exit that opened onto an alley. He slipped out that and then scurried up the brick wall of the building opposite. He crouched low on the roof, peering about to see if he could catch a glimpse of his fleeing prey.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

Lola shivered as she headed out into the night air, she had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that she'd just made contact with the vampire that was stalking the town. However she had no proof and as much as she'd like to act on her hunch alone she just couldn't do that it would be unprofessional and she could attack someone innocent. She tugged her hoodie tighter around herself and scanned the darkness. She caught a shadow moving above her but shook it off, cursing slightly as she remembered that she had to walk back to her car which was parked outside of Earl's Diner. At this hour with a vampire on the loose it wasn't the safest thing she'd ever done, but she figured she was better equipped to handle it than an ordinary citizen.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James spotted his prey and began to follow her, effortlessly traversing the rooftops of the city without a sound. The small businesses that dominated this part of town tended to close early, and while there might have been people shopping and working an hour, even half an hour ago, now she was all but alone on the street. If James was careful--and he always was--there didn't have to be any witnesses... But he had to move fast. She was getting closer to a diner which was open practically all night, and while there weren't always a lot of customers, there would be clerks and waitresses there. He would have to act soon. So, as quietly as he could, he hurried ahead of her and dropped into an alley. Barring a sudden change of course, she would have to pass by him, and he would pounce. It could be over so very, very quickly. Unless you're more than you seem... unless you're prepared... in which case... this will be more fun than I've had in years...
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

She couldn't say why she'd done this but as she was walking to reached behind her and slid the gun that was tucked into the back of her jeans around so that it rested against her hip. The pain of the metal digging into her skin helped to keep her alert, something wasn't right. Lola knew she was being stalked and she was fairly certain she knew who was following her. She stopped moving for a moment and scanned the roofs of the business, no one was there. Lola pulled her phone from her pocket and sent her brother a text may have encountered vampire sooner than expected she shoved the phone into the back pocket of her jeans. Her brother responded almost immediately but Lola ignored the text and began moving once again, there was a alley just ahead, she eyed it wearily as she approached. A vampire with could easily have passed her up and be waiting there for her. As she reached the mouth of the alley her hand rested against the butt of her gun but she didn't stop moving.
Thread: Venom ( Torrid x Morathor )

James had half expected his prey to cross to the other side of the street rather than pass by the alley. He wasn't sure what it meant--was she unaware of his presence? If so, this would not be as much fun as he had hoped, though he was sure he could still get some enjoyment out of such a lovely girl. Or perhaps she did know he was here, and was eager to confront him. Overconfident? Or rightfully proud of your talents? Either way, the end will be the same... None of this musing mattered. At the moment Lola started to come into view, James struck, fast as a snake. One long step forward brought him within arm's reach of her. With one hand he snatched at her arm, trying to grab hold of her elbow so that he could drag her into the alley. The other hand shot towards her face in an attempt to cover her mouth and quiet any cry for help she might have made. Not that a few shouts would do her much good when the area was so empty. If he let her carry on and on, though, things would get difficult. Better to shut her up right away.
Thread: Following posts on diet?

I am just curious about it and cause I still am pretty new around here I have been reading a few Role-Plays. One thing is pretty obvious and I wonder why it is happening. Most Role-play threads start off with a great first post, a great and detailed 2nd one follows, the 3rd one gets thinner and 4rd one even more. Why is it that some who start an RP and obviously are able to type more than just those few words in one line, suddenly let it shrink down like that? Is the excitement missing? Are you bored and do not want to admit it? Lost interest? It is not pointed towards anyone personally, but I try to understand the flow blush
Thread: Following posts on diet?

I do not post for word count myself. So I never go by how much text I see or do not see. I go by content and content only. So, sometimes posts require several paragraphs and sometimes posts require a single paragraph. For me, so long as the posts add something to the RP itself meaning it adds to the plots, character development, character relationships, moves things forward AND gives me something to post off of then I'm perfectly happy and consider the post to be more than satisfactory. I also prefer for the posts I'm dealing with to be decent in the grammar and spelling department since it does make it easier for me to both read and respond to. Exceptions, of course, are when I know I'm writing with someone where English isn't their first language or I know the person I'm writing with is looking to improve in some way or their storytelling is so stellar it just doesn't matter that they have crappy grammarspelling, lolol. But anyway, the point is this. For me, it's about content. So, when I write for RPs, my posts will vary in length all throughout and those lengths tend to be scene and situation dependent. Introductions do tend to be longer for obvious reasons. But you will find all sorts of post lengths at random intervals. As for anyone else, I can't say. This is just how it is for me.