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Thread: Forced Together (Snake & confused billiam)

Dani could tell the girl was still nervous and she was going to do everything she could to break Amy out of her shell. When Amy mentioned doing something wrong Dani let out a small laugh then placed her index finger onto Amy's lips, Shh....you can't possibly do anything wrong sweetheart, I'll teach you everything, just lay back and enjoy yourself and let me do all the work for now ,Dani told her before kissing her lips softly. She thought her shyness and nervousness was cute and didn't mind it at all, she understood how Amy felt, Dani was introducing her to something new and scary but she knew she could bring Amy around and that in the end they'd both be satisfied. Well from the little sighs I heard just a few minutes ago it seems to me you like when I do this ,Dani stated before beginning to kiss Amy's neck again, this time nibbling gently to see what kind of reaction she would get. After a few moments Dani began to grind into Amy again while she kissed and nibbled at her neck and ear. Mm, I think you'd enjoy this more with your clothes off, why don't you let me see what's underneath those clothes? I promise I won't disappoint you.
Thread: Forced Together (Snake & confused billiam)

Amy almost started to feel silly for how nervous she was being, but of course it was understandable. Still, all that meant was that Dani was doing a good job of keeping her calm. Slowly she began to nod her head, taking slow, deep breaths to keep herself from freaking out. This went against so much she had been taught, and inevitably that meant that half the thrill she was experiencing was simply coming from the disobedience of an entire childhood spent condemning sex, and homosexual sex at that! Th-Thanks, Dani.... She knew the girl didn't have to put up with all this. She was pretty clearly capable of finding herself a relationship if she really wanted to, and yet here she was having to basically walk Amy through the paces with the training wheels on. Sure enough, the experimentation at Amy's neck revealed that she did indeed have a bit of a weak point around her neck. While the kisses were lovely, she was shocked to find that the pain of the bite soon spread out into a lovely little heat that felt even better. And, in kind, they elicited something much closer to an actual moan from the redhead. It got to the point that she almost accepted and started to remove her clothing right away. Still, she wasn't there quite yet, and there was another telling moment of hesitation when she stopped and looked at her with a rather goofy smile. Admittedly, Dani had already seen some of her in her underwear, so she knew she shouldn't have been so nervous about it, but this was entirely different! She would actually be... looking at her. Um, i-if you promise you won't laugh or anything She reached down and pulled away her dress up and over her head, revealing the rather cliched cotton underwear of a girl that had never gone lingerie-shopping in her life.
Thread: Forced Together (Snake & confused billiam)

I would never laugh at you Amy ,Dani told the girl. To make Amy feel a bit more comfortable Dani sat up and reached down to pull her t-shirt off, revealing a very well toned body it was clear Dani worked to keep herself in shape. There see I'll take mine off too and I don't mind if you laugh a little ,she teased before kissing Amy quickly on the lips. She watched as Amy took off her dress and when it hit the floor Dani's breath caught in her throat for a moment as she was taken aback by the pure beauty of the woman before her. Absolutely perfect ,Dani whispered before giving Amy another smile. Dani took Amy's hands and placed them onto her abs, Go ahead and touch don't be afraid ok and if you feel the sudden urge to scratch or bite feel free I love that shit ,she began. She ran one finger from Amy's neck all the way down to her panties where she slowly began to rub the woman through the fabric, You might feel a little wetter then usual down here that's a good thing so don't worry, if you feel the need to ask questions go ahead I know this is your first time with anyone and I want to make sure you feel amazing.
Thread: Forced Together (Snake & confused billiam)

Admittedly, the undressing probably did as much to make her more nervous as it did to comfort her, but there was no denying that it was a pretty spectacular view. At least it helped to point out how silly it was that she thought Dani might laugh at her. After all, even Amy knew that she looked pretty good - if she even looked half as good as Dani, she had nothing to be worried about! Okay, okay, you got me... Just as she thought about getting more involved herself, she was beaten to the punch when her roommate grabbed her hands and brought them up against her well-toned body. A small look of confusion passed her face as she was told that scratching was okay. Was that a thing? Did people do that? Jesus, there really was a lot she didn't know... Slowly, carefully, her hands trailed their way up towards Dani's chest where she secured a gentle grip on her breasts, playing with them curiously. She might have gotten a bit more bold, but her attention was drawn strongly to the finger making its way down her body, taking its sweet time to reach her core. She let out an audible gasp followed by another sweet moan as she rested and rubbed against her panties. We-Well, I don't think you're gonna have much trouble with that - it feels pretty amazing already!
Thread: Forced Together (Snake & confused billiam)

When Amy placed her hands on Dani's breasts it surprised the woman and made her smile, That feels nice Amy ,Dani told her before leaning down to kiss her lips. Never had Dani felt the way she felt about Amy with anyone else, she was special and probably one of the most beautiful women she had ever been with. Dani continued to rub Amy through her panties as she looked into her eyes, I want to make you cum ,Dani told her. Not only did she want to make the woman cum but she wanted her to have as many orgasms as she could before she finally couldn't take anymore. Dani gave Amy another smile before slowly removing the woman's panties, I'm gonna go down on you now ,she told her. Before receiving an answer Dani kissed her way down Amy's body until she reached her pussy, she rubbed Amy's clit with her fingers before replacing them with her tongue. At first she moved in slow circles and gradually picked up the pace, her tongue expertly moving around the woman's clit as little sighs escaped Dani's lips.
Thread: The Sentinels -- MaliceWonder and The_Gladiator

Netania Duncan looked no older than twenty-five, but her eyes showed the hundreds of years she'd lived. She was a tower of a woman, reaching almost six foot, and has the curves of an Amazon warrior. There were scars here and there on what skin was visible, including her face. She was dressed in battle ready attire. She wore slacks loose enough to move in, with various belts, pouches, and tools adorning her legs and torso. A heavy coat clung to her like it was a part of her. Dark hair that reflected midnight blue brushed against the coat, falling free from two buns. The vampire was not exceedingly thrilled with this situation. She was not one to take on students and had little knowledge in teaching. She was a master Sentinel, but to instill her abilities in another wasn't her cup of tea. There was no bone in her body that believed she was capable of doing this. But she had no choice. Netania immediately bowed to Lila, her face an unreadable mask. Lady Nightstalker, she said with a voice like a violin, it's a pleasure to see you. She then turned to her new student. Fighting to keep expressionless and any tone from her voice, she greeted, And a good day to you, Nicholas. I am Netania Duncan. She gave another bow, but offered no hand to either son or mother.
Thread: The Sentinels -- MaliceWonder and The_Gladiator

Nicholas watched the woman stride into the room. Holy Christ she was almost as tall as he was, and she made his mother look positively tiny. His mother who was a full foot shorter than he never failed to make him feel small just by the imposing nature of her presence. His mother could kick his ass because she was so tough, although she did not look like she could do so. On the contrary, this woman Netania looked like she could kick the shit out of him without even trying. She was sexy but in a totally different way. She was not dressed provocatively like many of the women he knew, she was dressed practically, however there was no doubting she was all woman and meant all business. Nicholas watched his mother return Netanias bow, retracting the hand she had extended to the woman. Nicholas thought it was curious the woman would not shake hands, he wondered if she was one of the touch telepaths that were rumored to be a part of their community. All the vampires were psychic and could read humans to some degree or another, however some of their kind could read other vampires, a gift that was enhanced by touch. However he was pretty sure this was just a rumor, perhaps she just didnt trust either of them, after all had not the custom of a handshake come from an ancient way to show that the other person was not holding a weapon? Good day Lady Duncan. Lila replied formally, I understand you have agreed to take my son as your apprentice. He is a good boy, and will be valuable to you. Nicholas glared and cleared his throat. Im still here and for chrissake Im not a boy anymore. He said defensively. Lila simply ignored his comments and gave a small smile to Netania, I am not sure if his father will return to continue his training, but he assured me that you were one of the best and could train our son well. We thank you for your assistance. Nicholas continued to seethe as his mother talked about him as if he werent here, what was it with parents anyway? When Netania turned her gaze upon him his dark eyes met hers before he respectfully returned her bow. His eyes kept appraising her, surprised and still unable to believe his father was foisting him off on a woman, even a woman like this. Its a pleasure to meet you and an honor to train under you. Nicholas stated formally, for that was what was expected of him.
Thread: Come and Play With Me

Bump. Come on people.
Thread: Come and Play With Me

I'll do a masterslave RP with you, PM me and we can work out a plot and more details.
Thread: Come and Play With Me

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Thread: Come and Play With Me

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Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

Green eyes met golden ones after he let his eyes sweep over her body. His eyes showed his appreciation for what he saw, that was the elvish way, to show any less was considered to be disrespectful. Even though he knew she was a slave, he also knew she was trying to appear attractive and his eyes showed that she was indeed beautiful. He watched as she went to her knees removing her veil, an act that showed off the angles of her face. Her hair was not as dark as his, but longer. Her eyes were of course the shape of the humans, while his own were the almonds of his people, angled slightly under his arched eyebrows. As he watched her he listened to her offers and couldnt prevent the slight upward twist of the corners of his mouth into a smile at her comment regarding her hands. Youre hands hmmm? he said softly, his voice a low smooth rumble. It wasnt too deep, it seemed to match his slender appearance, but it was the voice of a man, not a boy by any means. His words were slightly accented, although he spoke the common tongue of the humans flawlessly even though it was clearly not his native language. He spoke in her language sure that she did not speak his own. His eyes continued to regard her, awaiting her answer to his question. There were blood stains on the tunic on the right side, and on the pants on the inner left thigh. What services do you think I would most enjoy? he asked, continuing to play along. He had no intentions of allowing her to do more than simply bandage his wounds, but even this little bit of banter was interaction with someone. Interaction that the formerly social elf craved on some level. As one of the longest standing gladiators in the grandhaven Games household, Talinath had been through this many times before, although he had to admit he had never seen this woman before, was she knew?
Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

She watched him watching her, body tense and both coming to terms with this process, at least that was what she hoped for. His slight question of her hands had her recalling everything the other females had told her about him. Brushing the loose strands back away from her face she smiled at him, full lips parting, her high cheek bones and straight nose showing off her Greek ancestry, but her paler than olive skin hinting that she was of mixed descendants. Even Suraya didn't know such things, even her age was a mystery. His voice was calm and smooth, aged like a good wine. She'd received a sip or two while sitting on the lap of a royal the Master entertained. Being held in high esteem, while no longer being kept by the master she was still well cared for. There was no marring on her flesh, her punishments had been of a different order, one that left no mark on the flesh but instead tore into her spirit and placed the fear of certain men in her heart. She didn't suspect this man, this gladiator of such cruelty. Silently she wondered if he would teach her some of the beautiful elven tongue. His accent, though slight was still detected by the beautiful slave. Yes... my hands. She sat back on her feet, legs spread in slight invitation to peer as she wore nothing to hide her sought after flesh from the man. She straightened her back and pressed her breasts out as her hands lifted out toward him. Showing the clean digits and smooth skin. A basket was at her calling if she needed it for oils and pots of useful creams. His question floated out to her. Tilting her head she remained smiling. Having already noted the bloodied areas on his, otherwise, clean clothing she sighed. I dare say you would enjoy my hands in use to help you clean up and then perhaps to bandage. Maybe a rub down on your shoulders to ease the tension there. Noting also that his body was not aroused, though his clothing could have hid it she suspected him of something other than in want of a woman. Was it a test... had she passed? Suraya eagerly watched him, itching to jump in and do as she pleased. If you would allow me, I would first take you to the bath house, draw a hot bath and add in healing oils that have astringent properties to kill any infection. then I would wash you, dry you, stitch you up and bandage your wounds before bringing you back here for a gentle rub down. Perhaps some food in your belly as well. Then I could be your pillow and sing you to sleep... how does that sound? Maybe he'd let her, then again maybe not.
Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

This man was a curious one and had her attention in full. She wanted to see him well pleased and satisfied, would he then show her a new side of him? She wondered this silently. The way his eyes burned over her told her he was interested in seeing more, but yet he held back. If he denied her assistance... her mind refused to think of the punishment and instead focused on changing his mind and allowing her to fulfil her duties. Her nose crinkled at his statement as she slowly rose to her full height of 5' 5. It only counts as a bath if you come out smelling better than when you went in. You must smell yourself... please allow me the chance to take care of you. Having him give in would be splendid, allowing her to pleasure him would be even better. She recognized the biting restraint of his inner being, sensed it but wished to let it free. Was he afraid of hurting them? Her thoughts were interrupted as he shrugged and spoke up about bandages. Her lips parted into a smile as she recognized him giving in, if just a bit. Suraya knew of the rumors, didn't care much for he gossipy parts of it, but the story itself intrigued her. If he had allowed one she had to have something special. When and if she figured out what it was she could strive to bring that out in herself. She wasn't faking it, she was genuine toward the male. She knew if she were in the same position she'd want a bit of realness too. The slave didn't see herself as being owned, since she was so well maintained but yet she was. and even under more constraints than even the gladiators. the scream caused her to cringe as well, she knew what it was like being taken so roughly you bled for days or your throat became raw from your screams and pleas. Shutting her eyes she pushed away the moments that flooded her. Ok, She whispered and retrieved her basket from the guard before he slammed the cell shut again. Turning to him she kept her gaze off the curtain partition, the screams being muffled now, by a hand, pillow or another male as some shared females forcing the women to work together a lot of the time. This was something the master protected her from. She moved toward him, the ribbons of her skirt fluttered as she moved. You will need to remove your clothes... I promise not to touch you in a way that could be deemed as seducing. Pondering him a moment she turned and moved back to the guard at the door. If the man wouldn't go to the bath house she could at least wash him up a bit more with a small basin, soap and a few rags. I shall at least make you smell more pleasant... You'll feel better and I will be happy to assist or turn my head away. The request was given and she smiled at him. I promise I am not the enemy, I am the same as you. She gave him a soft half smile as she waited for the basin and rags.
Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

Talinath listened and was that the slightest hint of a smile she could detect. He took an exaggerated deep breath smelling himself. He could still smell the leather of his arena uniform, and the oil he had used on his sword. He supposed there was some scent of sweat still, but it was exceedingly hot, so nothing he was not used to in this hell hole. I do believe my lady, that you are insinuating that I stink. He drawled the half-smile clearly evident now. Talinath found himself intrigued it had been a long time since anyone had made the formerly happy elf smile. But I will admit at least the wounds need cleaned. He said and without hesitation pulled off his shirt. It revealed his lean, muscular chest. Devoid of all hair as was customary for an elf, his skin was unblemished, pale perfection. He was defined, but not in the bulky way many humans were, he was lean, lithe, like a predator, he gave off the impression of a hunting cat. The wound was on his right side, an angry looking puncture wound that was slowly oozing blood. The smile was back as she commented that she would not touch him in a way that could be considered seductive, Im not sure I believe that my lady, your every step, your every motion oozes sensuality. I can only imagine that your touch will be just as seductive. Was he actually teasing her? Or was he mocking her. The way he watched her every move suggest that it was probably the former. There was apparently much more to this gladiator than met the eye. He had a strong guard, but apparently like a lattice fence let through light, it let out pieces of him that an observant person would catch. His eyes followed her as she gathered her implements, he made no move to assist her, or even to follow all of her instructions as he had not removed his pants as of yet, having simply removed his tunic.
Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

Shaking her head at him she took the offered basin and rag, soap was in her basket as well as massage oils and medicines. Aye, I am. Her own smile flitted over her full lips as she returned close by and sat the basin on the floor. If nothing else she would clean the wound and bandage him up. Golden eyes moved over his form. the chest that was broader than she, not overly bulky but just right from what she'd seen of him upon the arena floor fighting. The body of a man in control, unlike those of the others around him. Immediately she wanted to stroke her hands along his body and discover which spots made him quiver with need. Her tongue trailed over her lips imagining the places she could lick that would cause a moan or sharpness of breath to fall between his lips. Both of which made her smirk inwardly while only the trace of it managed to caress her lips. She frowned at him, showing her displeasure that his pants were still very much in place. Shrugging she moved closer to him, wet rag in one hand, the smell of eucalyptus scenting the air. While he was teasing she'd been working adding lavender and eucalyptus oil to the water. Without further notice she pressed the rag to his wound, her body now in close proximity to his should he delight in coping a feel or wishing to take advantage of the moment. Not that she would be unwilling as she was very willing, him having caught her interest in more than a few ways. She wasn't sure what she'd expected but this was not it. Pulling the rag back she pursed her lips and allowed a stream of air glide over the wet flesh, cooling and sending it tingling as the oils did their job to treat. It looks as though it may only need a few stitches. She said to him softly meeting his green eyes. Will you remove your pants now or should I have the pleasure? Suraya teased, reaching into her basket for needle and thread. Slipping all of it into the water she pressed her finger into a pot and slid it over the wound to numb it. The herb poultice wound keep out infection as well. The needle slid through his skin with ease and the fact that she was sort of an expert helped. An 'x' fashioned across closed it up nicely and she tied it off trimming it with the edge of a small knife. There we go, now to dress it and undress you... have you made up your mind Sir? She stood stretching her legs and tilting her head in question.
Thread: "captiv"ating Love: a story of two Slaves -- LingeringDesire and the_gladiator

He listened to her words and watched her. He could smell the scents both of the oil, and that of her as well. His hands remained respectfully at his sides as he watched her work. His skin prickled with Goosebumps as she blew air over his flesh. He was silent as she worked, not complaining nor saying anything as she sewed the wound shut and began to bandage it. You do good work. He finally said after a moment of long silence. It seems that you were not telling a falsehood regarding your skill with those hands. He finally stood his height taller than her despite the fact compared to most human males he was not very tall. I believe I am capable of removing my own pants. He said somewhat dryly, Even if it might be enjoyable to let you do so. He said his hands moving to the laces of his pants. I shall warn you. I have no undergarments on. He said, and was that a slight twitch of his lips in amusement. He lowered the pants and stepped out of them. He showed no signs of being outwardly uncomfortable at being nude in front of her. His body continued the theme of being devoid of all body hair and his manhood hung loosely between the strong thighs. He showed no overt signs of being aroused. His eyes watched her curious to see her reaction to his body, wondered what she would do. Would she simply work on the wound on the upper inner left thigh? Or, would she get cute and try for more?