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Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Miralda watched the girl undress before her. So eager...this one would be excellent. But of course, all of her offerings saw the light, realized how wonderful it would be to serve their new mistress. Chuckling, Miralda said, I like a woman who can admit what she wants, what her body wants. Another cold, playful laugh escaped the witch. You want to be my slut, I see...so happy to bare yourself to me, to allow me to judge you. A fine specimen, I suppose, but that can be changed. She took a step forward. Very well, Remy. I will allow you to be my slut. Placing one hand on her hip, Miralda closed her eyes. Her hair unwound from her body, hanging loose behind her back, nearly reaching the floor. Her plump breasts were now exposed...along with a nine-inch cock that stood erect just above her pussy, dripping with beads of precum. Watching her new servant's reaction to her bared body, Miralda said in a firm tone, Kneel before me. Swear yourself to serve your new mistress, Miralda. Swear yourself to be...her slut. My slut. Now. Her smile was absolutely wicked at this point, but so deeply under her spell, Remy wouldn't be able to have second thoughts about the witch.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Remy shivered as the witch appeared from the dark before her. It was strange to hear her forbidden desires echoed back at her across that large dark room, but the words seemed somehow to burn into her skin, sending shivers down her spine. Her breathing became a little more ragged, her pert little chest heaving up and down in the cool air. As Miralda's hair unraveled, Remy gasped. The witch was beautiful, easily the most erotic thing she had ever seen. Large, plump, breasts hung, tight and firm, on her chest. But it was what below was what really shocked. A thick cock, dripping with arousal, jutted out above the witch's cunt. Remy could hardly tear her eyes from it. Gulping, Remy sank to her knees without a second thought. She looked up, the outline of the massive cock huge above her face. I swear she said in a small voice, shaking with desire, I swear to be your slut Mistress Miralda. Do whatever you want with me. Suddenly, surrendering seemed to be the most perfect solution to all her problems. All anxieties and concerns were flushed from Remy in an instant and she smiled coyly. Her pussy was dripping with arousal, staining her little panties, and she was suddenly aware that she was unlikely to remain a virgin for long.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Miralda could smell the lust off of the girl before her. Remy was truly captivated by her aura. Sex was just about the only thing on her mind. She was truly willing to be her mistress's slut. Drawing just a little closer, Miralda rubbed the tip of her cock over Remy's lips, staining them with her precum. Its taste would be like the taste of lust itself, something she knew Remy had no need of. Remy, Miralda said softly, your Mistress wishes to grant you her blessing. Will you accept her blessing? She'll provide you with untold pleasure and bliss, but first...you must give her pleasure first. Prove your service to me, dear Remy. Open up...and enjoy me as much as I will enjoy you.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

She did not have to be asked twice. The minute that cock touched her lips the precum had tingled and burned, a light but insistent sensation, causing Remy's stomach to flip and churn. She nodded at the question, wondering what the blessing would be, and opened her mouth. A small part of the rational Remy screamed at her from deep inside her mind, but this seemed nothing more than a tiny little whisper. More and more she just wanted to please Miralda. Be wrapped up in the sensations of fucking her. As she opened her lips the cock slipped deeper into her. It filled her mouth, stretching her lips, its smooth length pulsating against her tongue. Remy gulped, running her tongue along the base of the cock, and tried to go further. Planting her hands on her knees she leaned forward, still kneeling, and tried to work the shaft a little further down her throat. All the time her eyes, full of lust and adoration, never left the dark orbs of the witch.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Moans escaped Miralda's lips as Remy heeded her order, taking the witch's cock into her mouth. The girl was eager to please, though inexperienced, and Miralda stroked her hair lovingly as she felt her shaft slide deeper into the girl. Miralda started to thrust ever so gently, helping her cock make its way into Remy's mouth little by little. Her slut was so eager to please... The witch's breathing grew higher, rather quickly she had been quite excited even before Remy had bowed before her. She pulled her cock back, until only a few inches were in the girl's mouth. Her eyes closed, her mouth opened with silence, and her body started to shake. With a sudden howl, Miralda held onto Remy's head as she climaxed. Warm fluid squirted from her pussy all over the floor, and warm seed flooded into Remy's mouth. It bore a wondrous taste, a taste that could only be described as pure lust, a taste that flooded Remy's entire body with warmthespecially her pussy, bringing her sex into orgasmic bliss. Even under her own scents, Miralda smiled at the scent of Remy's pussy, thinking of how much she'd enjoy using this girl... Good job, she said gently, pulling her cock from Remy's mouth. How do you feel now? Wouldn't you like to feel it inside of you, bringing you pleasure again and again? Is my lovely, loving slut ready to serve me and my minions for the rest of her life? Miralda knelt before Remy, looking into her eyes until Remy gave the answer Miralda knew she would speak.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Remy could feel the unholy shaft pulse in her mouth, but it simply made her mouth water and her hot little tongue and plump lips work faster. She was panting now, working her head as the witch began to stroke her hair and thrust into her hair. Her pussy was soaking wet. She realised, in the back of her mind, that she must have climaxed several times already, as her panties were sodden. She slipped a quivering finger into the hot flesh, playing with her tight little pussy as she bobbed her head on Miralda's cock. Then the witch came. It was bliss, pure white and hot, rolling through her mind as the ejaculate splashed into her mouth. It tasted divine, like nothing she had ever tasted before, and now she was burning for more. She pulled back, rolling the last of the cum in her open mouth, allowing the witch to watch her as she slowly swallowed the cum. Kneeling before the witch she looked up at her with addicted eyes. Yes Mistress she panted, chest heaving in arousal, Please. Please let me serve you and your minions as a slut. She bit her lip, thinking about not just the cock before her but the possibilities of sex with the fabled creatures the fearful villagers whispered the witch possessed in her run-down mansion.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Miralda bore a wicked smile, knowing that this hapless girl would never be able to rebel against her. How would she enjoy what her minions would have in store for her, the purpose of her blessing? That would come in time, though... Good girl, Miralda said to Remy. I'm sure you're eager to experience my cock somewhere else, but that will have to wait until the morning. I have...affairs to see to. Until then, Lilia will see you to your room. Ah...there she is. Behind Remy came a lamia, her long red-scaled snake-like body slithering along the floor. Her upper body looked like any normal woman's, with a beautiful face, long flowing black hair, and a pair of plump breasts that rivalled the witch's own. Not an inch of clothing covered the lamia's body, leaving her moist slit exposed right above where flesh turned to scales. Greetings, Lilia said with a small bow. It is a pleasure to meet new guests of the Mistress. Please, come this way... She drew close to Remy, stroking the side of her face lovingly, before making her way to a door on the side of the hall, waiting for Remy to follow.
Thread: Offering to the Witch [Fertile Seraph + Reydan]

Remy's face fell a little as her new Mistress dismissed her. She was right, she wanted that shaft. Her pussy was dripping wet, her panties completely soaked with her arousal, but she was being sent to her room. She would have to wait until morning. She followed the lamia, watching the hypnotic patterns of the snake's skin move and shift in the half-light of the mansion. The woman was, indeed, very attractive and Remy's eyes were drawn to that slick pink slit. But her pussy ached for being opened up. Stretched and broken. And it didn't look like Lilia possessed her mistress' endowed gift for that to happen. Thank you Remy bobbed her head, following to the door and leaning into the stroking hand as they set off. But her mind, already seeped in the corruption of this place, was whirring. What if she slipped away? Surely her Mistress would not punish her new slut for prowling the corridors, begging for cock, trying to find a minion to plow her. Remy's knees were almost weak at the thought of being railed deep and hard. Uhh....thank you....and....uh....good night Lilia! she said simperingly, desperate to shift the lamia so that she could begin her hunt. She clung to the edge of the door, chewing on her lip as she watched the snake woman. She was beautiful, and sensual, but Remy didn't need that right now. She needed rough, hard, and hung.
Thread: Fifty Shades of Gay(MM&DaniHoney)

Miami is what some call the play boys paradise. Fast cars run the streets, beautiful girls along its coastal beach that connect to the crystal waters along the keys. Miami isn't just sunshine and rainbows, but filled with Columbian and Cuban cartels, evil and powerful rich big wigs, and ghettos riddled with gangs and violence. Downtown Dade as they called it was like New York City with Palm trees abd Havana theme lights, sounds of Jamaican drums and Cuban percussion drummed the downtown city. Dominic loved it here. What insanely rich male in his thirties not love about it? Dominic was the CEO of Cross Speeds, a world reknown car customs that had over hundred locations nationwide and had a few locations over seas and growing. Most of the beautiful girls had come and gone, most of the cars was specially touched by Doms own hands. Nothing compared to his garage, from old American muscles to classiest important exotics and tuners. Today Dom felt high and egomaniacal. A new secretary was going to be hired, Dom loved picking out who will borderline slave themselves for just a percentage of his hourly income. He sat in his garage for a moment gazing at the machines that helped him get to where he was. 69 Baricuda? Too loud. 2015 Jaguar F type? Too compact. 2005 skyline GTR? Too over played in summer. 1997 Infinity Q45? Perfect. The 4.5 liter V8 sedan was sleek and rare, full window tint, leather seats, power everything. Dom had custom pipes that made the car sound mean and detailed the power of the rear mounted twin turbos that hissed as the motor revved. He release the parking brake before putting the car in drive. Dom looked nice behind wheel of the lowered VIP cruiser. His dark long curly hair matched that of ebony BMW black paint job. The tan hide leather interior matched his Miami tan Caucasian skin. The green dash lights matched his dark emerald eyes. The length of the car held him snug to his 6'5 Neanderthal height, the curves of the car matching the chiseled from stone body he rocked under a four piece black suit. Upon arriving to the hotel sized chamber office of CrossSpeed Enterprises Dom entered the lobby and took the elevator to the very top, that was like a large studio apartment. The first room, a large foyer is where his assistant usually sat. Dom closed his eyes for a second in glee, hoping to have a young beautiful Japanese come in for a interview. Asains never really traveled the East Coast, and he had yellow fever for awhile now. Male, male, male. . He scrolled down the sheets of appointments his former employee scheduled. Fuck Janet, not one god damn girl in here. This is going to be one long fucking day. He murmured under his breath as he enters the double doors to the master office taking a seat in his leather thousand dollar computer chair that resembled a lazy boy rather a computer chair. One Asian, male. he snickers He might have to do, maybe he has a sister. he laughs as he starts to cancel most of the appointments.
Thread: Fifty Shades of Gay(MM&DaniHoney)

RE Fifty Shades of Gay A devilish ear to ear grin slithered like a spineless serpents across Doms face before his lips part to expose his pearly perfect teeth in a full cheshire smile as they young adolescent male denounces his sexuality. However it began to diminish when Naoto hesitated the question about the car. nyeh, never drove in his life I bet. You can drive, right ? Seeing as how this business is based around fast cars... With dissatisfaction flowing from his tone, he could tell from posture and tone of young man's voice. Regardless if he did know how to drive, Dominic would improve it regardless. C'mon, you got busy day then, don't you? Oh yea... He pauses, standing up towering over him. The suns rays coming from around him to shadow Naoto in his massive height. Reaching into his back pocket to pull out an Italian leather black wallet. He flips it to the back, like last page on a book and runs his thumb along his visa titanium before pulling out the one below it, his platinum, second biggest card in world compared to the titanium which of course shined brightly. Pulling out the card he hands it down to Naoto. His thick strong wrist exposed out of his cuff of his silky black blazer exposing a clue to Dominic's past, the letters U.S.M.C just above two crossed musket rifles. The card looked like a razor, it's edges looked sharp and wasn't made out of plastic but a thin polished metal. His full name not printed but stamped into the card, Charles Dominic Finley . This is yours for today, but if you loose it.. steam almost flows from his breath as his nostrils flare, an intimidating look to balance the seriousness of the situation. I will be incredibly angry with you.. Slowly he pulls off the blazer off his shoulders and rest it on the Italian leather office chair to prepare him for Miami's midday heat. Now c'mon.. he almost whispers, his attitude lighting up as he rolls up his sleeves after returning his wallet back into his right rear pocket, using the same hand to shuffle around to pull out his car keys as he opens the door to the foyer, leaving it open but slightly cracked as he turns the clear elevator button cobalt blue with the tip of his finger. Ding!! It opens up, ready from where Naoto had arrived. He presses G for the underground parking garage. His dominant right hand pulls out Apple's latest new smart phone, it's size massive even four his coarse large hand as he phones the front desk. Yea, she is a cutie. Very impressed for today's turn out, I'll be back later tonight. his eyes almost gawking at Naoto, as if his eyes peeled off his clothes. That seductive, devilish grin across his face. So, Naoto... Tell me about yourself. Small talk keeps me sane in close quarters.. his words seemed to have a higher beat in his heart as his chest tightened. He had developed mild claustrophobia during the war and he hated being boxed in, no matter how large the marble fixtured elevator seemed.
Thread: Fifty Shades of Gay(MM&DaniHoney)

RE Fifty Shades of Gay Maniac... The words hit Dominic like a ton of bricks. There was a drop in his Adam's apple his ear to ear smile from the anti lag jet launch from the car had crashed and formed a stone grin and sour droop in his cheeks. He can feel the weak playful jab in the arm after but showed no reaction towards it but a tighter grip on the gray and pink threaded Momo racing style steering wheel. His knuckles turn white as Naoto as he bounces like a little school girl in the seat barely rocking the car. Dominic couldn't hear the words coming from Naoto - instead a ringing in his ears. It started rather faint to a loud ring. His jaw locks into place as his teeth grip together tightly. His jaws grind fevishly back and forth. The ringing turned into a chilling cry - You gook, bastard, mother fucking, rice shitting, faggots... all of you..FUCK YOU! Aah! Kill yourself Miami! Fucking faggots. NYEUH! GAHRG!. The voice stopped to sounds of a man gargling only for a few seconds before the ringing starts again. Ch..ch..Chicago. The word slipped from Dominic's lips. His throat was dry, parched from the tense grinding of his teeth and triple shot of adrenaline. The words meaning no since to the young Naoto who has announced he'd do anything for the car. The ringing stops from loud pop in his jaw as it thins out. Realizing he had drifted into another morbid mind memoirs, noticing the can had slowly crept to ten miles-per-hour and I'm the far left lane, two lanes over than he remembers. He tries to play it off as he pulls on over into a pull off. Batting his strained dry eyes to moisten them. Ignoring any reaction to his random blurt of what seemed to be a city name. You think you got this? Hoping so, eagerly Dominic moves over to the passenger seat. Obviously something had changed in Dominic, who seems aggravated, hot, and flustered as if he was withdrawing from a drug, but he had no addiction. With his sweaty, clammy hands he dries them by running them through his long curly black ponytail. He pants as his heart races, to try and keep his calm through the panic attack he unbuttons his white shirt, before rolling up each sleeve. He sighs as he looks over to Naoto to see if he really does got this. We're going to the mall... I know you know where that is, mallrat.
Thread: Do you like to do historical period rp's?

Just for discussion,and to share... Do you like to do historical period rp's? What do you like about them? Favorite historical periods? Hardesteasiest thing about them? As for me Do you like to do historical period rp's? Yes, very much. Tends to be most of the ones I do successfully. What do you like about them? Since I am here more of less to escape from day to day its the idea of being in some place very different than I am in now. Sex is sort of the icing on my historical cake. I also like learning a bit more, since I add realism to my rp's finding out about a Medieval Wedding menu, the types of toga's that men in ancient Rome wore didn't know they had colored edges for class. It also allows me to delve more into my fascination with history, my second hobby after writingrp-ing. Favorite historical periods? Medieval as well as Revolutionary America, though I am fairly well versed in most Hardesteasiest thing about them? Easiest is getting into the thought patterns, as the times can be simpler its not that difficult to get into the mindset. The hardest part is dwelling within the norms and mores of the time, since those are changeable. I do love a good historical rp, even a fantasist medieval one can be fun, or a fandom one based in history. They definitely break out of the norm for me, but being a lover of historical fiction, and reading a lot of it, I don't find it difficult to pull something together, or in some cases know what questions I need to ask to add a little spice to the rp so it feels as if its in the time. For that wikipedia is your friend.
Thread: Do you like to do historical period rp's?

Do you like to do historical period rp's? My favorite genre and almost all of my longest running role plays are in a historical setting. What do you like about them? I like getting to go back into a different period in time. I've often joked with family and friends that I was born in the wrong century. To me, although I love them, the modern conveniences of life have somewhat taken the purpose out of life hardly anyone has to hunt or grow their food, or build their homes, or go to war to defend themselves... We take things for granted. Favorite historical periods? Anything before the 1800s. I love ancient Rome and Greece, ancient Egypt, feudal Japan, the medieval period of Europe and the Renaissance, and good lord don't get me talking about the viking ages. x3 I'll role play nearly anything after 1950 but I prefer playing in periods when battles were fought with swords instead of guns. Hardesteasiest thing about them? The only hard part about these role plays is finding someone who enjoys them as much as you do, especially finding someone who wants to role play the same time period. It's like pulling teeth to find someone to play Attila the Hun to my Honoria. Everything else is easy as pie.
Thread: Do you like to do historical period rp's?

Do you like to do historical period rp's? -Yes, a good deal actually, as I enjoy history as a whole. What do you like about them? The fact that you are writing about a different world, that you get out of the normal of the moment and look back a a different period of time. It is a lot more fun to write about an different age when the world worked a quite a bit differently then it does today. Guns make action scenes way less fun to write especially modern guns. Favorite historical periods? Well pretty much any and all from Ancient Athens, to Ancient Rome, to Middle Ages Anglo Saxion England, and Charlemangean Europe, to Middle Ages Constantinople to the Crusades, the 100 years war, Feudal Japan, Three Kingdoms China, Age of Exploration in North America, Colonization of the New Word, etc. Hardesteasiest thing about them? Well a lot of these are actually hard to find rps for or people interested in setting up an rp for, the easy part well is normally the rp when you have it going.
Thread: Do you like to do historical period rp's?

I despise historical rps, for one simple reason. Too much research, I have delved into history with such a passion, as it does have a lot of wonderfully interesting moments, that I just can not muck about with it. The idea of getting details wrong appals me and destroys my interest in it the more I learn. And I will not stop learning about it. However, I am perfectly alright with using history as inspiration. As it is very valuable in my little niche of medievalrenaissance fantasy in providing me with the tools to make a very rich culture and history. My favoured periods seem to be approaching the early modern period with The Italian Wars, the 30 Year War and the Spanish Moors taking centre stage. Though I will always be inspired by the Bizantines with their courtly intrigues and Charlamagne and his knights. My love for history prevents me from actually playing in it but take the basic concepts and toss then into another world and I'm free. Free to twist and re-arrange things and watch the dominoes fall as they may.
Thread: Do you like to do historical period rp's?

As with Nihilistic, I generally don't write them because of the research required. Whilst the concept has many attractions, I don't possess the historical knowledge, and if I were to write one, I'd want to make it as authentic as possible, and need to get past the road-block in my mind that says, you don't know anything about this, you're going to make a fool of yourself. I attempted one a Second World War scenario, where I was to play a German Commander in Occupied France, and after receiving the starter post from my partner, I had to say, I can't do this, as all these questions that I didn't have the answers for popped into my head when I went to respond Where did they reside, what vehicles did they drive, what did their Uniforms look like, what medals did he display, what weapons did he carry, what ranks were his adjutants, was he accompanied by bodyguardsprotection?, and many more. Having said that, I've promised one of my partners that after our current story is finished, our next will be an Historical Scene as I know she enjoys them so will be interested to see how that goes, but am looking forward to it as I'm already comfortable in writing with her, and in how we mesh. I also do have another going now, which is set in old times, but I wouldn't classify as Historical as the time periodsetting is largely irrelevant to the actual plot.