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Thread: Stalking a Beautiful Girl

Adam scoffs at her answer. Know what Jenn? I don't think i quite believe you. Don't worry i'll break you into this. He grabs her roughly by the arm and pulls her to her feet, keeping her upright with his strength. He is going to bring her to his apartment. He has a car waiting not even two blocks away. Let's go Jenn. Time for your new life to begin. He picks her up in his arms, almost as if he's going to carry her through the doorway of their honeymoon suite. He walks with her like that through the crowded streets, talking low to her before he steps out from the alley. You're drunk. You make any signals to anybody that indicate otherwise, and you die. Understand? I'm your loving boyfriend who is helping you to the car so i can take you to the hospital. You fell and fucked up your knee. Adam carries her carefully, almost like a lover would, making his way towards his car.
Thread: Stalking a Beautiful Girl

Jennifer was severly injured. The skin on her knee was busted open so badly, Jennifer was certain you could see her kneecap. It was excruciating to walk. When he pulled her to her feet she drew in a deep breathe. She thought she was going to faint from the agony of her injured leg. She was feeling nauseous. 'What do you mean, 'my new life'?', Jennifer inquired, feeling very concerned about the odd comment. He ignored her. This only escalated Jennifer's uneasiness. Jennifer did as she was told as her attacker led her through the crowded streets downtown. Two passerbys approached them and inquired if Jennifer was okay. She was quick to respond and was rather convincing.'Im super drunk. My amazing boyfriend, Steven, is taking me to our car and then we are headed to the hospital. hiccup Thank you so, so, so much for asking. Goodnight!', Jennifer explained, as she hung herself all over her attacker. She had sold it. The couple left them alone.
Thread: Stalking a Beautiful Girl

Adam smiles the entire time they're talking to the kind couple. He is quite proud of his little pet for keeping up the ruse. They arrive at his car and he opens the passenger door, all the while holding her in his one arm. He's stronger than he looks. He gently places her in the seat and walks around to his side. He looks at her in the passenger seat and smiles. You're going to love it Jenn. We'll get that knee checked out tomorrow ok sweetie? He doesn't wait for an answer, but instead begins to drive. Adam pulls his dick out at the very first stop light. Why don't you suck me off while we drive. Warm your mouth up for when we get home. It's quite clear by his tone that he's not asking.
Thread: Stalking a Beautiful Girl

His tone changed. He was acting like they knew each other. Like they had a past. She didn't like it. Not one bit. She sat anxiously in his vehicle. She wanted to go to the hospital tonight. She assumed his medical skills would be seriously lacking. He let her know they would go to the hospital tomorrow and before she could respond he pulled his cock out of his pants again. He made it clear what he wanted. Jennifer readjusted her body to accommodate his demand. She bent over the gear shift and put her mouth around the head of his cock. Slowly licking the tip, and applying slight pressure with her lips. She moved down the shaft, careful not to use her teeth. She could feel him growing harder in her mouth. This was a much more intimate blowjob than she should be giving her attacker. She hoped by showing an agreeable attitude, he would be willing to go to the hospital tonight. She knew he didn't want to hear her talking right now, but she took the chance. She slowly brought her mouth off of his throbbing cock. 'Please, take me to the hospital tonight, she begged. 'I don't think I can handle this pain. I'll do anything. Please?' Jennifer begged him.
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Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Protection, it was a valued commodity for the small town of Birkham. There were horrors in this world beyond comprehension. Beasts, demons, and creatures that wanted nothing more than to prey on a quiet little village like this. If it hadn't been for the pack of anthro wolves that lived within the forest the village would have been destroyed long ago. One hundred and thirty years that's how long the pact between the humans and the wolves had been going on. The deal was a simple one. The wolves would protect the humans. They'd be kept safe from the predators, and in exchange, the humans would provide females...mates. The village created the Howling Festival. It took place every 10 years, and it was where the pack would send 5 worthy males to the village. They would enjoy a meal, music, dancing, games, and then all the unmarried, eligible females would be presented in a ceremony. The males would choose 5 females to take as their mates and return to their pack. This festival kept the bloodline of the pack going, and ensures the survival of the humans. It was a symbiotic relationship, and the villagers considered being chosen by the wolves to be an honor. Most girls hoped to be picked by a mate. It had been a quiet 10 years since the last festival, and the villagers had not heard much from their wolf protectors. But the village was abuzz for the upcoming festival. Preparations were being made for their guests. Rumor was this year was going to be special. More special than years prior even. This year the alpha wolf, the pack leader, would be participating. That was the rumor at least. His mate had passed away a few years back, and he'd finally decided to choose a new mate. When the night of the ceremony arrived you could feel the excitement within the town. Lanterns had been lit everywhere. Streamers hung from every like and house. The village hummed with music and merriment. And then they arrived. The five wolves, one standing visibly taller and larger than the others. He had thick, silver fur that glistened in the glow of the lanterns. His eyes sparkled a cold, icy blue. He must have been nearly 7' tall, and much broader built than the others. The five of them entered the town and were quickly greeted by the town leader as well as the welcoming committee. They led the wolves to the center of the village where 8 large bucks were being prepared for the feast. The wolves waited for their leader, Baldur, to sit before they sat next to him, clearly out of respect. The whispers seemed to him with excitement at the sight of the alpha, people speculating who he would choose.
Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Wrinkling her nose in disgust, Scarlett brought her hand down to swat the huge Wolf's claw like hand away from her blouse. The cowardly villagers who stood idly by and watched were frozen with horror. Pink lips pursed together with blew loose strands of summer wheat hair that had failed to remain in her hastily tied ponytail. She did so in the most pissed off looking way possible. The way she stared up at the largest wolf it would seem she believed they were in the same weight class. Honored? Do I look honored to you? Let me ask you something beast...If our positions were swapped, would you not feel only ire? Something strange happened then. Though the human's nose is dull compared to that of the Anthro's, the male before her had a spicy earthy musk that finally made itself known. The scent was warm through her nasal cavity as it spread around her mind and throughout her body causing her pulse to quicken. A chain reaction inside caused her body to betray her as heat welled up between her thighs. Despite the fact they appeared more animal than man, the anthro's did possess familiar attractive qualities. Underneath their fur it was hard to miss the strong physique. Scarlett cursing her body's betrayal tore her eyes from the him with her brow darkening. If you truly have power over us, I implore you to slay our Elder Malacai, the one responsible for parading me as if I were meat. Kill him, and I will not resist you.. It was the only leverage she had at this moment. If that sick little man were to pay for his cowardice then Scarlett would feel better knowing her honor was intact as the only life she had ever known was stripped from her to an uncertain future with a species alien to her own. The crowd began to murmur at this unprecedented turn of events. Never had anything like this happened. Most began to openly worry the fair headed maiden would not live past the ceremony at this rate...either the alpha killed her for her insolence, ignored her plea and subjugated her to a life of a concubine , or she wasn't chosen but now openly was an enemy of the Elder. All was silent , including the other wolves as they awaited the Alpha's response..
Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Scarlett's green eyes wickedly bore down upon the sniveling old coward. The townsfolk no longer could remain quiet as fear overtook their emotions. Everything began to unravel and she relished that moment. Elder Malacai. Ever since I was a young girl you threatened to give me to the wolves if I did not comply with your demands. You took advantage of my drunk of a father by exploiting me for your own selfish deeds. And now you all be ensured me to be taken away forever by these monsters who God knows will do what with me. Her fingers straightened out and wrist fell limp, letting the heavy rock fall to the ground with a thud as she approached the pathetic old man. You have sealed my fate to hide your shame. I will see to it I seal yours as well. I hope you ALL go to HELL She roared at the crowd now gathered around. The only reason they did nothing to stop her was the alpha and his cohort between them. She crossed the gap between them in an instant, grabbing a hold of his disgustingly cold wrinkly neck with both hands. Her grip was deceptively strong, years of swinging her fathers axe and running his business had made her strong. It was a well known fact Scarlett was capable of beating up the boys her age. Now she took that reputation to a whole new level. Her soft appearance at that moment melted as she squeezed the Elders neck cutting off all air and blood supply to his brain. The strength of her forearms was impressive for such a beautiful creature. Rage was the mask she wore then as she kept eye contact with the Elder, watching his internal flame be extinguished. His attempts to fight her off were halted by the wolf behind him holding his arms. Blood vessels in his eyes popped and threatened to leave his sockets..Scarlett only choked him harder, throttling his head with wild abandon even as they began to roll back into his skull. She didn't realize she was screaming until the old man was long dead. His pale neck purple and bruised became limp in her grasp and only then did she release him, his body slumping to the floor like a marionette's who's strings had been cut. Her chest heaved with effort and emotion as she sought to calm herself. Trembling hands balled into fists while she stared at her handiwork. Then she turned to the Alpha with a most liberated feral look on her face. That wasn't so hard. She wet her pink full lips as she approached him with a not so subtle sway of her hips. She stood inches from him, tilting her chin upwards to meet his gaze. What happens now? The primal fight or flight response still pulsed through her adrenal glands, her swollen chest rising and falling with her rapid heartbeat.
Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

As Baldur watched the girl he could see the rage in her eyes. He could feel it building up inside of her. It felt like a fire that was about to engulf her. He heard her words and they felt like acid burning the man's face with her anger. But when she released the rock and he watched it tumble to the ground, for a moment he thought that perhaps he was wrong about her. Perhaps she wasn't as strong as he'd hoped. And his heart sunk. His chances to find a new mate were possibly over. Then it happened. Her hands wrapped around the man's throat and Baldur's eyes went wide as he watched her start to squeeze the life from the man. Baldur watched excitedly as she holed the old man with gusto. He saw the pleasure in her eyes as she felt his life slipping away in her hands. It was as if Baldur had awakened something inside of her. A primal force she didn't know existed in her. The village watched and immediately grew angry and restless. The cries and calls of anger filled the square. But Baldur turned to them and let out a loud, threatening growl, protecting the girl as she slowly drained the life from the elder. The other wolves followed suit, protecting their leader's new mate. As the elder's body fell limp and lifeless to the ground, Baldur turned his attention back to the girl. He watched as she slowly made her way toward him, her hips swaying hungrily as she approached. Baldur could hear her chest pounding and her blood rushing. His own heart seemed to pound to meet her own. Their bodies in sync as she looked up at him. He could see that primal gaze in her eyes. She was free. Free from this village. Free from her old life. And free from her humanity. Baldur stepped closer and quickly reached down. He gripped her ample backside with his large, claw-like hands and lifted her up, her chest pressing to his furry frame. He gripped her and held her against his body tight as he looked into her eyes. His instincts screaming one thing inside of him. And he only had one answer for her. His voice deep and growly as he spoke. We mate.
Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Her breath escaped her when the Alpha's claws grabbed her generously portioned behind, lifting her up into his massive chest. A rush of emotions flooded through Scarlett's body just then. It was almost too much to take in at once and only added to the wild look on her face at that moment. Her strong arms wrapped around the Anthro's thick neck just behind his triangle ears. From this proximity all she saw was a giant canine's face. The fact he chose to entertain her desire of vengeance on the spot left her with much satisfaction. A deal was a deal. Scarlett didn't actually expect the Alpha to agree to it at the time, but he had and here they were. She laced her fingers together behind his head while jade green eyes stared into his ice water colored orbs. Those full pink lips of hers firmly kissed his muzzle as she hugged into him. Fine. The sooner we get out of here the better. She just had to play along long enough until she could escape from the wolves and make a break for it. With any luck an opportunity would present itself before the old wolf claimed his part of the deal. She rested her cheek against the side of his face and leaned into his embrace to sell the idea she surrendered to him, wrapping her legs around him. The huge paws of the beast undeniably felt good on her body. She had never been touched in this way before except by the now deceased elder who lay broken upon the dirty cold earth. The villagers began to grow unruly seeing their leader snuffed and discarded without a thought, yet no one was brave enough to go through the wolves to get to Scarlett. Gripping his fur with her hands she shot a smug look of victory at the other council members. Sorry I won't be casting my vote for the next Elder! I'm sure you all understand how important it is I whore myself out to this monster so you can sleep safely in your beds! Cowards! She imagined returning once she escaped only to set fire to the whole god damn place. The buff blonde haired nymph kissed her wolf's ear as she whispered huskily . Take me.
Thread: Primal Sacrifice (Monstrous_passions x ProtagonistRP)

Baldur did not sense Scarlett's deception when she wrapped her arms and legs around him and told him to take her. No, in fact he felt as if their interaction had seemed to form a bond between them. Like they understood one another. At least Baldur thought that he understood her. He had no idea that she was simply trying to bide her time so she could escape him. For him it was important to form a connection with his mate. For wolves, a mate was not simply someone to breed with. They were a companion. A life partner. Someone that you bond with, and he had hoped for that with Scarlett. But as she kissed his muzzle, and hugged herself into the soft fur of his chest and stomach, he gripped her tighter, holding her possessively and protectively. Her whisper to him to take her drew a low, rumbling growl from his chest. Part of Baldur couldn't wait to get her back to his pack's lair. No, he wanted her here and now. He didn't care who saw. The village could watch as he mated her, it did not matter. Another growl left Baldur as he felt his primal instincts start to grow stronger. He could feel his loins burning with need and desire, and his sheath swell. The red tip of his canine manhood began peeking through his furry sheathe as his cock began to grow with anticipation. Baldur leaned his muzzle down and gently licked and nipped at her neck, running his sharp teeth across her soft skin as he nipped at her friskily. His large tail began swaying as his excitement continued to grow, and began to show as it rubbed up against her. His thick, potent musk growing stronger in the air around them. Baldur held on to her, holding her close as he began making his way through the crowd of people. They all quickly parted like Moses parting the sea, not wanting to get close to the beast or the girl who murdered their elder. Rumblings of them angrily talking about her could be heard. Clearly the girl they all grew up around was dead. The beast lumbered heavily, each footstep making an audible thud as he moved. He was soon exiting the village and making his way toward the trees. They'll never accept you back for what you did. You realize that? He said to her as he walked with her. It's unforgivable. Your life with them is dead. He continued as he held her close.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

A few weeks later, Vendar lead Yaiil and her mercenary band along a road between the Serpent River and the mountains. Pausing to lean on his staff, the middle aged human pointed to a mountain in the distance. There, he indicated a white spire, faintly visible at this distance. Vignor's tower. Home of your future employer.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

RE Threaded Mode Linear Mode Earthdawn Persephone's Diadem Ch II, Righetous Again Yaiil squinted her eyes in the direction of Vendar's finger, trying to make out as many details as possible of that structure amidst nondescript rock. Finally. There was a certain sense of anxiety within the young elf that so suddenly had become the leader of a mercenary band via promotion by combat. This would put her plan to the test, whether it was possible to turn that band of bandits and outlaws into something resembling a legal enterprise that no longer has to hide from the law. It might also finally offer her an opportunity to get laid again. So far she had held steadfast to her resolve not to engage any of her underlings or partners - Vendar included - in a carnal way, but three weeks on the road were a long time once the forbidden fruit had been tasted. There had been a brief glimmer of hope that one of her two male prisoners, Hevalon or Garet, might be able to help her out, but their age was taking its toll. In the early days of their travels they had passed by a few outlying farms, and in hindsight it might have been wise to task their male residents with a very special request, but hindsight was just that. Curse Jarek and his all female harem. She turned Onessa, who during the trip had been elevated to her second in command, with mixed receptions among the troops. You know anything abot Vignor, or heard Jarek talk about him? she asked the slender elf with genuine curiosity.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

Onessa pondered for a moment. Vignor... I think I have heard of him. A dwarf, I think. My father described him as 'One of those meddling wizards no one wants to have around. Always persuading young men and women to go haring off over the horizon in search of adventure. 'But when there are horrors chewing on the city walls, and he comes out of the rising sun with a band of misfit teens to lift the siege, suddenly he's hero of the land, welcome at every hearth. Until people forget again... The elfmaid shrugged. Father described a lot of adepts that way. Vignor is... About what you'd expect from a powerful dwarven wizard, I guess? When he's not off in the middle of nowhere with his latest merry band of misfits, he's well known in the Royal Library of Throal. There had been a lot of grumbling from the former bandits when Yaiil ordered them to emancipate their concubines. A good third of the girls had left at the first village. The remaining girls, though, continued to call their lover's 'master' and had only grown more devoted and affectionate. Within a week a few of the mercenaries had thanked Yaiil for it. Not in those words, more that they praised her for bold leadership and keen understanding of name-giver nature. Yaiil's two youngest girls approached her a few nights ago and asked her permision to give themselves to Vendar.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

And what use would such a powerful wizard have of us? Yaiil turned to directly ask Vendar. Vendar, who now also had a female entourage of two. Her former harpers. Indeed, why would a powerful wizard with troops of his own - even if they were called 'misfits' - need her help? Guess she would find out, and apparently that wizard's reputation was not all bad. Still, she decided to be wary. Let's keep going, then she urged on the others I want to sleep with a roof over my head tonight. For a change.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

Vendar gave a smile. Ive never known Vignor to not have exciting work for anyone willing to do it. They took a long march up into the mountains towards the white tower.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

Yaiil chuckled as she marched along Vendar's side. As long as the rewards exceed the danger of the task I am good ... So for how long do you know the dwarf?
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

Vendar smiled a little bit. Three years, really. I did some traveling to hone my magic in my late teens. At twenty, I settled down with a nice girl in Throal. We have three kids, but, erm... Well, she's seven years in the grave now. Some men fall into a bottle when they despair. Others in a pipe, or in mindless fist fights, or in all three. I buried myself I books any time my children didn't need. Let me tell you, a musical voice sing-songed from up ahead. He was a sad sight. I've never seen a man moping so hard with a book an illustrated book of harem poetry open on his desk. Wynn! Vendar crowed out in delight and danced up the hillside to where a buxom ebony elfmaid had appeared atop a bolder, watching them approach in a playfully arrogant stance. She wore revealing snow white clothes with purple trim and heeled boots.
Thread: (Earthdawn: Persephone's Diadem) Ch II, Righetous Again (T2)

Illustrated harem poetry? Yaiil gave Vendar a curious look. Why was she even surprised to hear that? Maybe because she did not think Vendar needed illustrations to ... enjoy himself. Or because she never had pictured him a family man. Yes, he had an interest in younger girls, but not one a father shoudl have for his daughters. So I take it you were involved in bringing him out of his mourning induced stupor, Lady Wynn she addressed the night skinned elf with a brief bow as a gesture of greting. I am Yaiil, and it is a pleasure to meet you.