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Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Craig smiles and chuckles at Erins little outburst. Back under the little speakeasy of his, he didnt want to push too hard, but now that they were out in the country, with no company anywhere near them, he was able to relax and make himself more comfortable. Whatever you say doll. He tells her in response to being told not to call her baby. He lets her rant on a bit more about how bad he is at courting someone if he had to kidnap them instead of just going about it the traditional way. He shrugs his shoulders. I dunno, just the two of us out on our own, that looks pretty romantic to me. He tells her, but the girl is already through with her yelling and storming outside. Hes not too worried. Erin never walked more than a few blocks on her own. She wouldnt be able to get far. He leaves her alone for a bit, getting the stove lit and starting dinner before going outside. He looks around and easily spots her sitting on the bench. Taking another cigarette out, he lights it up and slowly makes his way over, taking a seat next to Erin. He stares out at the sun starting to set. It hadnt even been a day yet since he took her, but he knew Patrick would already have all his men looking for her. He cant resist chuckling at that. The guy wouldnt even have his bars open. Every single person that works for him would be on the lookout for the beautiful ginger lass sitting next to him. All those lost profits would be a nice extra blow to his former employer. Ah, dont worry doll. I wasnt laughing at you. He tells her, leaning back on the bench and stretching his arm out, laying it down behind her.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

As he came to sit beside her, chuckling as he did, she frowned and slid to the farthest side of the bench as he stretched his arm behind her. Oh...what has you laughing so then? She asked, glancing at him and then looking back at the water. She didn't know how long she had been sitting out here and didn't really care. It kept her away from him. Now he seemed intent upon settling right beside her. I have a name you know, she told him, frowning and then fixed the skirt so it wasn't wrinkled. Though I don't know yours...you haven't exactly been in the spirit of giving as much information as you seem to know of me. So what is your name? She asked him gently. Or maybe I will just call you smoke-eater, she said smartly then looked away blowing out a breath. Erin returned her gaze to the water and then bit her bottom lip. If I could think of something more insulting I would, she promised him, keeping him as far from her on the bench as she could though that didn't give her much room.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Craig looks down at the cigarette in his hand and laughs again. Ma used to hate this stuff too, said no one could smoke em in the house. I dont see what the harm is though. He tells her before taking a long drag of it. Nah, smoke eater is a good name. Stick with it. Maybe Ill tell you mine if you ask for it nicely, Erin. He tells her, dropping the ciggy to the ground and stomping it out. Seeing the girl pushing herself away to the very edge of the bench, Craig just smiles and slides over until hes right next to her. His arm comes down on Erins shoulder, wrapping around it and pulling her tightly to him so that her head ends up against his chest. As she tries to pull away, he shakes his head. Keep your eyes out there doll. The sunset aint gonna be something you wanna miss. He warns her as he stares off at it. Sure enough, the sun comes down on the horizon, the orange glow filling the tree line. Now dont tell me that dont look romantic. He whispers, his hand rubbing her shoulder softly. Its the second most beautiful thing Ive looked at today. He adds, winking at the girl in his arm.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Erin stiffened when he moved to her and kept her close. Her whole body was as stiff as wood at his touch and the way he kept her pinned to his frame. She felt small and fragile compared to him, much as she did when her father hugged her. Her hope was to have a growth spurt because she was much to small and petite. Though if anything, she would be just like her mother. A picture of her parents when they were newly wed showed that her mother had scarcely reached her father's shoulder. Begrudgingly, the teenager focused her eyes on the sunset, figuring that trying to escape his grip was futile. It was a pretty sunset to be sure. Orange, pink and purple hues in the sky, sunlight reflecting over the water. As the sun disappeared beneath the water's surface and he spoke, she lifted her head and looked at him. Seeing him wink. She blushed, warmth flooding her body and she sat up slowly, disentangling herself from him. You don't mean that....are you going to tell me your name? For your end game, it certainly is a strip in the right direction, she said, her voice soft.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Craig lets Erin pulling away, knowing better than to push it. Of course I do. I don't think I've seen many sights prettier than you, maybe even none at all. He tells her with a laugh. Once again, she's asking him for his name. He shakes his head at her insistence. She was a stubborn one. Good thing he liked stubborn girls. I thought you'd just be calling me smoke eater. He teases before scratching his beard. You know, if I tell you my name, then I really can't let you go. I'd have to be a sap to do that. He shrugs his shoulder. It was a step in the right direction as she said. The name's Craig. He tells her, turning to face Erin properly so he could look into her eyes. Craig Magee, don't go gabbing to your old man now. I like living. He sits back, knowing by the look he gets that she doesn't believe him. You really think your pa is just some bootlegger, don't you? You think you'd have that swanky apartment in downtown, and he'd be able to get those guards, keep the Bulls off him, and have the biggest speakeasy in the city if all he did was make some hooch? There's things you don't know about your old man, doll. If you did, then they'd make you feel safer with me.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Erin looked at him. Don't....don't do that. Do not tell me about my father, do not try to make him out to be this monster. My da is overprotective but he is a good man. He has always protected me, and the only thing he does illegally is run his booze. He isn't some violent mobster. He goes to church, he donates money to the church, he...he isn't bad or evil... She shook her head and then turned away. I'm going inside....you can rot for all I care, she said then stood up and walked into the house. It was to quiet here. There was no loud music, no sound of people or cars. Just crickets and cicadas chirping. As she entered the house, the smell of dinner caught her nose and hunger won out over storming upstairs to the room she was given. Entering the kitchen, she saw a large pot on the stove bubbling with a thick and hearty stew. Mutton, carrots, celery and potatoes in a thick gravy that smelled positively delicious. Opening a cupboard, she discovered a few bowls and grabbed one then found a spoon in some drawer. After fixing a bowl, she settled at the small kitchen table and closed her eyes. She had to find a way back home, away from this man who had taken her captive. Especially before he tried to bed her.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Craig raises his hands in defeat. Whatever you say doll. He tells her. Your old man's a regular saint. Nothing but sunshine and roses. He don't take guys down or pay off cops to look the other way. He wasn't going to push it. The girl could choose to stay blind for as long as she likes. If she wanted to believe her old man's shit didn't stink, then it was no skin off his back. He nods at her and stands up to stretch before reaching into his pocket. You go ahead inside. I'll be there in a minute. He tells her, lighting up another ciggy as she walks off. He watches her go back to the house, enjoying the way her skirt and hair swayed. Once he's done with his smoke, he follows her back inside. The smell of the stew makes his stomach growl. Stopping off at his room to pick up a bottle of whiskey before going to the kitchen. He's surprised to find the table set already. He just didn't expect Erin to bother doing any work around here. Well, if she decides to clear the table and do the dishes after, then he wasn't going to complain. Smells delicious, don't it? Craig asks her as He opens the bottle, pouring each of them a glass of whiskey. He waits for Erin to sit down before moving his things over and sitting down next to her. He fills each of their bowls before raising his glass as though toasting her. Dig in. He says simply before starting to eat.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Erin looked at him and then looked down, staring at her bowl. What's the point? What's your end game Craig Magee? She asked him then frowned. You don't have to be so sarcastic when you speak about my da. The man I know wouldn't hurt a fly. I don't know you at sol and I am supposed to believe you? She asked. Frowning, Erin looked back flown at her stew then ate it slowly. She looked at the whiskey, having never really had it before. Her da didn't let her drink it. Grabbing the glass, she took a tentative dip and then coughed, feeling the burn slide down her throat into her stomach. Sitting the glass down, she covered her mouth. That's just terrible...ugh....how could anybody drink that stuff? Shaking her head, she wiped her mouth, feeling another cough fit come up before the burn finally ceased. That's what da sells. Jesu... Scrunching up her nose, Erin ate a couple of bites of stew to get the taste out of her mouth before looking at him. Please tell me you have more to drink here than that....
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

I already told you doll. My end game is you. What's so hard to believe about that? He asks her, taking a bite of some potato. Look, you wanna believe your old man's a nice church guy, fine, but I ain't gonna act like he's the cat's meow. You keep thinking what you want. Ain't no skin off my back. He watches her take a tentative sip of her whiskey before practically spitting it out and coughing uncontrollably. What's eating you? He asks, getting her some water for her quickly and handing it over. Craig bursts into laughter. You can't handle some whiskey, and you call yourself Irish? What, did your old man never let you try some? He asks, still laughing as he drinks some more. An idea comes to him, and he gets a mischievous smile on his face. Alright fine, maybe it's a bit too strong for you. The taste is good though. You just have to find some other way to try it. He drains his glass before turning his attention to Erin. Putting his hand under her chin, he moves her head to face him before leaning in, pushing into a deep kiss, running his tongue along hers before pulling away. He smiles at her, not letting go of her chin yet. There, that's better, don't you think?
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

No... Erin answered. He said I was to young.... She said then took a sip of water. At his statement, she was confused and then he was turning her face and kissing her. It wasn't a chaste kiss either and his tongue entered her gasping lips, tangling with her own tongue. He tasted like the whiskey and smelled of spice and then he was moving away. Her eyes fluttered open, wide with shock drinking in his face. Her blue orbs filled with a mixture of heat and confusion and then realization. Gasping, she shoved his hand away then stood, moving to slap him but his hand was faster and caught her wrist. You....you...how dare you steal a kiss from me like that....that...oh... She was so angry she couldn't even find the ability to speak. Angry at him and also herself because lord preserve her she had enjoyed it. She snatched her hand back. Don't you ever do that again. You can't just kiss me anytime you want! And stick your tongue...oh you are just a downright scoundrel is what you are, then went to slap him again, actually managing the blow to his cheek. Don't....don't you dare ever do that to me again... Her temper was up now, that was for certain.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Craig reacts quickly to Erins slap, catching her hand before she can hit him, all while chuckling. The kiss had been a good one, even if the girl wasnt doing much of anything at first. Just knowing who he was kissing, and what it could lead to for him had made it exciting. She rants and is clearly angry at what he did, but he notices the little things. Her breathing, the way her cheeks flush, she liked it, even if she didnt want to admit it. She manages to wrench her hand away when he loosens her grip, and this time actually gets a hit in on him. Oof, cats got some claws. He says, rubbing the hit before standing and walking over until hes leaning right over, getting Erin against the wall. He smiles, showing some teeth as his eyes stay on hers. Chuckling, he shakes his head. I cant kiss you whenever I want? He asks before pretending to think about it for a moment and shrugging his shoulder. Whatever you say doll. How about this then, Ill only kiss ya when you want me to. He leans in close, whispering in a low, husky voice. If you dont want me to, then all you gotta do is push me away. He tells her before pressing his lips to hers once again. He parts their mouths, his tongue quickly finding hers as Craig pushes the kiss deeper. Hed already decided that he wont pull away until she pushes him back or he runs out of breath.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

Erin swallowed hard when he moved to tower over her, trapping her between the wall and himself though he might as well be a wall himself with how big he was. Her slap had barely left a mark on his handsome face. As he spoke in that low husky tone, she felt her insides quiver and then he was kissing her again. Her hands came up, meaning to push him away almost immediately but they stilled on his chest as he parts her lips with his tongue and starts to use it once more. As he kissed, Erin found her control slipping and even gave a soft moan, clutching his shirt, drawing back when her lungs were close to exploding from lack of oxygen. Her blue eyes opened and looked up at him and then she gasped, pushing him back and covering her mouth. Glaring, she moved away from him and then without a word, ran upstairs, slamming the door behind her. Once alone, she sank against the wood, slipping to the floor and then covering her burning her face with her hands. She'd kissed him back. Oh more than kissed him back, actually moaned like a wanton. Like a harlot. It was so wrong and yet it had felt so good. Moving to the edge of the bed, she put her hands together and then bowed her head, praying for her immortal soul because she felt that after that great kissing, she was in chance of losing it for want of fornication.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

The second kiss is so incredibly, delightfully perfect. Erin kissed him back. There was no debating that point now. Even better though was the sweet little sound of pleasure she made as she clutched at his shirt, pulling him instead of pushing the man away. As the kiss finally ends, both of them flushing and gasping for breath, she seems to come to her senses and pushes herself away. He smiles as she runs off, making no effort to act ashamed, or to hide his obvious arousal. Instead, he just sits down and finishes his meal, draining Erins cup of whiskey since he finished his. Once hes done, he covers her plate and fills up some more water. Dropping them off at the door, Craig gives it a knock. Your foods right outside if you get hungry. Guess the banks closed now, but Ill be sure to get a check. He says before turning and leaving her to go back to his own room. It was getting late, which meant that Jimmy should be there soon. Sure enough, its only a few minutes later that the car pulls into the dirt road. This time he was driving a flivvy that looked ready to break down, it was cheap and barely noticeable, which made it perfect for them. Craig goes out to meet him and find out what the current situation was. Cops had taken to stopping every car going out of the city now. The watch was going on in full force, and they even had dogs looking for her. Craigs relieved that they had thought to wash off the areas around his speak easy so they wouldnt pick up her scent. To make it even better though, he didnt bother doing that at the alley near her old mans place. Patrick would know that his daughter disappeared right around the corner from him. Jimmy drops off some clothes he had managed to sneak through in secret compartments before heading off. Craig heads back inside and strips down to just his underwear, not seeing much reason to wear more than that around the house if he was going to bed. He stops in front of Erins door again, knocking on it as he drops the package of outfits. I got you some more things to wear and something to sleep in if you want to. Ill check on you in the morning. He heads back to his room, falling to the bed without bothering to close the door.
Thread: The Captive (sispuppet and Bella)

She paused in her praying when he knocked on the door and offered her her food. Waiting until his footsteps receeded, she took her food n from the hallway and then started to eat when she heard the sound of a car pulling up outside. Moving to the window, she glanced out, seeing Craig moving out to greet the man and realizing it was that giant man from earlier. It was a relatively quick exchange and then the man was leaving with Craig's figure walking back into the house. Hearing his footsteps, she sat down on the edge of the bed, hearing him tell her about the clothes. Waiting until he was gone from her door, Erin then got up and walked to the door, opening it and gathering the packages before shutting the door tight once more. With gentle fingers, she unpacked them, finding servicable blouses and skirts, a couple of day dresses, all of which were functioning outfits and not the prim and proper silks and velvet dresses she often wore. All of the garments were made of breatheable cotton with a coat of leather there as well in order to ward off the cold. Another set of boots, black in color and finally a nightgown. But it was a nightgown unlike the simple ones she wore at home. It was made of nearly see through silk and left little to the imagination even with a square neckline and billowy short sleeves. With a matching silk robe, it was certainly pretty. This was a nightgown for a woman, not an unmarried young lady. Even so it was to pretty not to at least try on. Quickly undressing, she put on the nightgown and looked at her reflection in the mirror, smiling at the way it suited her slender frame and fell all the way to her feet, covering them with only the bow of night slippers peaking out beneath the fabric. The robe only heightened the allure and sexiness of it and she took the robe off before moving to the bed. Crawling under the covers, she curled up to sleep, snuffing the oil lamp and then clutching her cross necklace before unconsciousness claimed her. When morning came, she decided there was no point in laying about lazy all day and if she was going to be trapped here, she might as well make herself at home. Putting on a simple cotton dress with a belt to cinch her waist, and her boots, she braided her hair and then exited the master bedroom, headed toward the indoor bathroom and pausing at his door being open. As she glanced in, her cheeks burned at seeing him pretty much naked save underpants on his hips and she swallowed before making a quick dart to the WC. Once she had scrubbed her face and brushed her teeth, Erin made her way downstairs and then decided to explore the kitchen. The necessities were all there with cornmeal, flour, sugar and spices and there were packages of ground hominy and oats for oatmeal. It looked like that big fella had brought by some fresh milk and she was quick to get a pan going with the oats, milk, cinnamon, sugar and a diced apple. Nothing said breakfast like hot oats and she could make oatcakes out of the leftovers. Even if she was a sheltered apartment dweller, she knew how to cook.
Thread: A variety of roleplay ideas (looking for female partners)

RE A collection of roleplay ideas for female partners Oh yeah I'd bump that babe.
Thread: A variety of roleplay ideas (looking for female partners)

Updated. Bump.
Thread: A variety of roleplay ideas (looking for female partners)

I would be up for the Stranger on the Beach of Kidnapped for Submissive Training. PM me!
Thread: A variety of roleplay ideas (looking for female partners)

Need a bump for the update.
Thread: PM Issue

I've noticed this glitch several times tonight and it is extremely irritating. I will hit reply on a message or thread, type out my full response, use all number of formatting tools, without a problem. I hit Send or Preview, or Save as Draft, and nothing happens. Sometimes the moon icon in the tab flickers. Is this an issue with my browser Firefox? If so, is there a way to fix it? It's really annoying. Note Sometimes I can fix it by opening a new message and trying to send that way, but not always. Note 2 Restarting computer may have resolved the problem, if this message posts. N Alright, restarting the computer resolved the problem, but that is still annoying. Any chance of an explanation of why this happens?
Thread: PM Issue

Got Avast? Run a full scan. Got Malwarebytes? Run a full scan of that too. No, norton, avg, spybot, etc. are not acceptable alternatives. Go into the extensions section of firefox and clean house. There will likely be some error messages in here after the avastmalwarebytes scans, as some extensions will have been ripped out by the roots. This will -likely- fix your issue, though I, personally, would forego cleaning up firefox in favor of a full uninstallreinstall. Or switch to Chrome. Firefox has been trailing the end of various browser compatibility and speed tests for several years now. IE is actually a better choice these days. 100 sure the problem is on your end, though.
Thread: PM Issue

Thank you, I really don't care if the problem is my fault or not, just want to fix it. Thanks for your help. I've already begun a full transfer over to Chrome. I'll also run a couple of scans just to check. Thanks again! N
Thread: PM Issue

Clearing your cachecookies and turning off new add-on's also helps. Sorry you had this issue. Seems it's resolved for now. I, personally, use chrome and have never had an issue Just thought I would toss that in there. LD
Thread: PM Issue

Yeah, problem seems resolved with Chrome! Thanks for both of your assistance.
Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

Post your character profiles here! You can have more than one, but the limit is three! Setting is in a Safari Zone home to Pokemon of any and all regions. Springtime. The Safari is closed most days so Pokemon can enjoy their breeding season in peace. Name Species Gender Age Other Anything extra you might want to add.
Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

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Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

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Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

Name Flower Species Breloom Gender Female Age 20 Other Is in a gang with Rose Name Zutsuki Species Rampardos Gender Male Age 30 Other Is in a gang with Flwoer
Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

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Thread: Beating the Heat (Character Profiles)

Name Nobu Species Ditto Gender Male Age 18 Other Nobu is a foreign 6 IV ditto. While he adopts a male persona, he is more than capable of using a more feminine form if it so suited him.