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Thread: Stories by Astrina x Scribe (female x shemale)

1. The Handmaiden and the Princess Myavi looked at the prone figure on the bed, asleep. Myavi had been assigned as the handmaiden to the Princess by her own family, the family of the prince. It was an unhappy tale for the princess as it was a marriage -- and end -- of a minor family into a greater one. The prince was not an evil man, but there was no feeling for him and the princess. An heir must be born, but what of it from a marriage of no love? Myavi was neither prince nor princess. Though the sibling of the prince, her body made her neither wholly woman nor man. And so, she was denied her place in her royalty, though perhaps fortunate not to suffer the fate of her brother. She gazed again at the princess. It was time to wake the poor woman up, but why? The rest of her life would be a prison, perhaps best to let her sleep longer. Myavi had fallen in love with her, the beautiful woman in front of her, and caressed the young woman, her fingers travelling through her hair. She had done this times before, perhaps becoming spending more time exploring the princess as they grew time together, a shared prison for the rest of their lives. But perhaps it was more of a shared life, as they would cast their eyes upon each other, as two who had feelings for each other would do. Myavi's hand traveled down the princesses chest, to the round bosom just underneath the filmy cloth of silk. The firmness of the princesses breast felt full and soft and Myavi looked at the still sleeping woman. She leaned down for a kiss, though light and quiet. It was just another touch of one to another, like she had done mornings before. Perhaps the princess merely feigned sleep, as Miyavi whispered into her ear. Would that I could love you openly. Alas, I can but attend to your needs. And your needs of me are not unpleasant. To make love as your servant, is better than no love at all.
Thread: Stories by Astrina x Scribe (female x shemale)

RE The Handmaiden and the Princess Astrina x Scribe, shemale x female Anastasia was sitting on the edge of her bed and was thinking in silence. She was could not stop thinking about the position she was in. Prince Germain had proposed to her, but she didn't want to accept it for two reasons. Firstly, she was in love with someone else, and secondly, she did not fancy men. She preferred lovely ladies, which she knew that was seen as disgusting and shameful in her family's eyes. They would punish her, if not kill her, if they ever found out that she was in love with a gorgeous woman. Myavi was her beautiful, exotic handmaiden that seemed to be equally attracted to her. They had frequently given each other loving gazes and occasionally held hands, but it had never gotten any farther than that, which was incredibly disappointing to Anastasia. After thinking for a long time, Anastasia decided it was time to sleep, so she changed into her white silk sleeping gown that didn't stretch past her upper thighs. She covered herself in a thin sheet before falling into a light slumber. As she slept, Anastasia felt the mattress shift with the weight of someone sitting down. There was nothing but silence until she felt slender fingers run through her soft, light blonde hair. She instantly recognized who it was Myavi. Her handmaiden frequently came to visit her while she slept, which the princess did not mind. She felt her fingers slide down to her chest, caressing her breast lightly. She shivered in response to Myavi's actions. Warmth approached her and she realized that Myavi had leaned in to give her a gentle kiss on her full pink lips. She resisted the feeling to smile so she could feign slumber. As Myavi whispered those words into the princess' ear, Anastasia's eyes opened. She glanced over to the exotic woman, her pale periwinkle blue eyes staring into Myavi's darker ones. Slowly, her lips curled into a smile. Myavi... Can we make love?
Thread: Stories by Astrina x Scribe (female x shemale)

Myavi knew that she would have to eventually answer this question. She knew she could not simply gaze onto the lovely woman so many nights without her noticing. Myavi then averted her eyes and looked down. I can only... She knew she should have said more, but the kiss made her want more. Anastasia's beautiful skin shone in the moonlight and Myavi closed her eyes and leaned forward. Her heart melted at the touch of those soft lips, the lips that she kissed asleep, but now were awake, responding. Myavi sighed, breathed into the kiss as she became stronger, more insistent, her own self becoming warmer as they touched. Desire began to overcome her, as she opened her mouth, her tongue insistent on tasting and touching Anastasia's lips... teeth... tongue... Anastasia tasted wonderful, as another deep kiss was shared by them, Myavi's sighs gradually turning into quiet moans. Myavi's fingertips, lightly caressing Anastasia's bosom, were exploring more now. Her hand cupped Anastasia's breast, feeling the firmness of a woman aroused. Myavi's own breasts were slightly smaller, but she wanted to feel Anastasia against hers. Myavi's fingers began to squeeze and pinch Anastasia's nipples, as Myavi breathed deeply into another kiss. Myavi herself was becoming hard, her tumescence filling with the desire to deeply feel herself within Anastasia's beautiful body. Myavi could only fulfill Anastasia's needs. But also her own.
Thread: Stories by Astrina x Scribe (female x shemale)

Anastasia let Myavi take her lips, loving the delicious taste of the woman she had always loved. Anastasia let Myavi take her lips, loving the delicious taste of the woman she had always loved. Their tongues battled each other for dominance, but the lovely handmaiden won the blonde over. She noticed that Myavi's sighs turned into quiet moans, which made her release the woman's lips, their noses touching. Her fingers went up to touch the maiden's lips, staring into her eyes. Be quiet, my love. We do not want them to catch us in this act, Anastasia murmured before kissing Myavi once more. Anastasia's skin became warm as the woman above her began to pinch her nipples, the rose colored buds hardening with Myavi's touch. She let out a very quiet moan, but it was muffled since she was still kissing the handmaiden. Let us undress, Myavi, She murmured to her when she released her lips. I want us to entangle our bodies together like the vines of a vineyard, She said, brushing her lips gently against Myavi's. I want to know what your body looks like.
Thread: Stories by Astrina x Scribe (female x shemale)

Myavi's heart raced at the touch of their lips. She was enraptured by the moans within her mouth, a shared lust and desire of nothing but the two women. Her eyes were closed as she heard the princess' words. Only slightly taken aback, she feigned and perhaps was sincere with a blush. She sat up on the bed, her fingers covering her mouth in perhaps unanticipated surprise. Yes, my princess, Myavi smiled, hiding her face downcast. She then slowly pulled Anastasia's dress down to reveal her breasts. Another longing kiss, then Myavi's lips traveled down Anastasia's smooth skin, to rest upon her nipples once again. Myavi sucked, then carefully bit the woman's nipples, Myavi's tongue then caressing the smooth curve of the breast. She then sat up, with a slightly serious, somber, expression. I have bathed you many times, my princess. But I have done my best to prevent you from seeing part of my body. I'm am unsure if you want to look at it, but... Myavi took Anastasia's hand in hers, and let her fingertips to the place between her legs. Myavi gently touched Anastasia to her hardness, barely containing her feelings. Do you see? I shall be your vine, but you must understand. Myavi closed her eyes, still resting her fingers against Anastasia's. She began to rub, gently, Anastasia's fingertips against herself, unsure, yet selfishly encouraging.
Thread: I have a question...

If one was to have an idea for a story canon characters but has a certain vision for it so they don't actually want a partner for it, they just want to write out the story slowly in installments, is there a place to do that here? Could I post my own story writing? I think I'm a decent writer and I have these stories in my head that I can't get out but I want someone to read.... give me feedback or something. And just simply enjoy my writings. If there is a such place, please tell me where so I could get started!
Thread: I have a question...

Story telling thread so you can just write it out there. People will probably still read it though. There is another forum thread for getting critique's as well if you want that. I hope this helps.
Thread: I have a question...

Thank you, I wouldn't want anyone messing up my story so I'd probably just write it in that thread and let ppl read it. Thank you so much!
Thread: I have a question...

No problem! If you need anything else don't hesitate to ask for the most part this is a very open and welcoming community!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

awkward silence....Gotta love those moments lol
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

I think its safe to say that I'm still in that period. XD
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Woah. People I don't know read this. Hi, Dr! And to too, Saul lol. I hope you are! I wanted to write a post on this last night, but was busy writing a response. Hopefully tonight I will have time.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

So I had a lovely day off work. Puttered around this morning, made myself a breakfast of scrambled eggs, roasted tomatoes, and some stir-fried peppers. Ran some errands. Came back home and napped. Took my mom out for dinner to the Shrimp Basket was delish! I brought home a bowl of red beans and rice for lunch tomorrow at work. Came back home, played a bit of hearthstone and am now sitting down with some fresh strawberries. I spent some time exploring Blue Moon today as well. I have occasionally seen references to another site I keep having to look up the spelling of, Elliquiy. A sister site of this one I believe. I am still not sure of the differences between the two. I peeked at it but I didn't want to sign up because I am here, and I have RPs going here. I am not sure I want to divide my attention between two RP sites right now. But I keep THINKING of it, damnit! Wondering if I am missing something. Clearly there must be some sort of difference between the two, otherwise why keep two separate sites that do essentially the same thing? I will probably end up asking somewhere after I finish tormenting myself trying to figure it out on my own. It's how I roll. Sunday I am heading over to visit my best friend that I haven't seen since before Christmas. My night schedule plus her day schedule do not make for lots of visiting time. Plus our days off clash - she is usually off on weekends and I am usually working weekends. This Sunday is one of my rare weekend days off so we are going to have lunch together at one of the BEST CHINESE FOOD PLACES EVER! Seriously, it is a major shithole of a place. But their food is freaking fantastic. I will drive the two hours sometimes just to eat there, it is that amazing. So I have discovered something about myself. I don't much care for email RPing. I greatly prefer forums where I can see a solid history of the posts. Otherwise I just lose track and lose interest. Which is a shame, because I have a lovely little RP going in email I found here on this site, and I am going to have to email the guy and explain the format isn't working for me. Hopefully he is willing to move it onto the forums. At lunch today my mother who, for the record, is more catholic than the pope was telling me all about the terrible stories she reads about in these newsletters people send her when they want money. She told me one in particular that almost had me spitting up my food I was laughing so hard, and the more I laughed the madder at me she got. So evidently somewhere - she couldn't remember where - there was this convent of nuns living in happy piety. UNTIL the strip club moved in next door. The nuns were horrified at how these ladies were being extorted and taken advantage of and promptly began picketing. The strip club retaliated by changing their advertising to reflect the fact that their girls were second to nun. Freaking priceless.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

I feel like I am nesting here on BMR. I now have an avatar, after a week. I live in Florida, and the great Florida Ice Storm is a fond memory. I had just started working for the electric company as a customer service rep, and was in training classes at the time. But I had been told several times - if there is a hurricane, you COME TO WORK! It is all hands on deck, and if people don't show, people get fired. So I was supposed to be at work that day at 8am. I got up at 6 and peeked outside and saw nothing but ice and snow. Nope. Called in to work, the automated storm message said don't come in till ten. I checked again about 830. A LITTLE bit better, but still ugly. I called in, the automated storm message still said 10. It normally takes me about 15 minutes to get to work, but I left that morning at 9am - an hour earlier than I needed to be there. After checking the automated message again. Still said 10. But when I got there an hour and ten minutes of crawling along at 5 mph later, it was to find out that five minutes after I left the house they updated the message - no one had to come in. But I was there, and now I had to stay. They wouldn't let me go home because it was too dangerous. I was fed well - they had plenty of awesome hot food. I worked with an experienced rep who helped me, but all the calls were the same so it didn't take me too long to figure out how it went. MY POWER IS OUT! WTF? I'm sorry, there is ice and snow all over the place. We will get it on for you as soon as we can. WTF!? I'm sorry, there is ice and snow.... I ended up spending the night there, and froze my ass off because the people who had spent the night there before had all the blankets and pillows. I didn't take a shower because everyone else used the hot water. Finally the next morning about ten am they let us go. Anyway.... I also added a list of current RPs onto my RP request thread. Makes it easier for me to find them, especially the one I didn't start. I also emailed the guy I was RPing with via email and asked if we could transfer the RP to blue moon threads. He declined. I hate that, it was a really good RP and he was a good RPer. But I like looking over past posts and it was difficult to do that in email. Anyway, I have an unread PM that is calling my name, so later!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

DT are you from Florida? Native right here, born and raised
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

high five for Florida pride
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Guess I am absolutely in that honeymoon phase at this moment. But then again, if you have a partner this amazing, the honeymoon phase never ends.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

3 Your awesome!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

I am exhausted, but so happy. I had a good day at work today. Even for a Monday it was busy because of storms rolling through, but it was still a good day. Then I came home and had a piece of my mothers lasagna left over from her Sunday dinner. What would possibly be better? Oh yea...SIX awesome RPs. That could be better. Every single one of them I am desperately in love with and cannot wait to RP. Some are more complex than others. Some are slower than others. But all of them are perfect. I am stupidly happy tonight, especially since I am caught up on all my posts in them except one. Sorry, Dangerous! Soon, I promise!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Exhausted. Going to bed. Have off tomorrow so will get everyone's PMs and RPs answered tomorrow.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

It's a good, good day. Listening to Sam Cooke, nibbling on homemade still-warm cinnamon cinnamon cookies with ice cold milk, and writing my heart out.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Your Dad sounds like an awesome guy, and that is the sort of reading habit I want to instill in my kids.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Ty, he was awesome and I still miss him. I think that's the kind of reading habit we should always try to instill in our kids. Daddy was a bit of a programmer at times and he considered the human brain to be like a computer in many ways. He thought I read too much junk, especially when I discovered romance novels with lurid covers. One of his favorite sayings when he found me reading what he considered junk was....garbage in, garbage out. I of course would roll my eyes and move on. But I think sometimes today that my dad had a point. I still read garbage today though, and thoroughly enjoy it.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

To all my RP partners that need responses from me I am so, so sorry. I meant to get them all done today during a nice slow Saturday evening at work. Then we had storms roll through, 20,000 people out of power. It got ugly. So ugly they bribed people to come in that weren't on call, offering them overtime pay and free pizza and breadsticks if they would please, please get their asses to work. The supervisor was bringing around cold drinks and snacks so we would stay at our desks and take calls. So I barely had a chance to pee, much less write out responses. HOPEFULLY things will be more normal tomorrow and I can get some responses out - at least all the ones more than 24 hours old. Again, I am very, very sorry. Thank you for your patience!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Wow, it's been awhile since I posted here. I have been busy with writing, work, reading, etc. Today is the first day of a three day vacation I have. And the first day in over a month that I have had more than one day in a row off. I have been having wierd dreams recently. Last night's was particularly horrific. I don't remember a lot of it, but I remember I was part of a team responsible for guarding this exiled King who decided to come back and fight against the cruel dictator who was running the country. But we lost, and we and the King were captured. We had protected him as best we could by getting him to wear a body armor suit that covered every inch of his body and included a face mask. There were only a few small openings in the suit that could be penetrated. Eyes, nose, mouth, and one under the neck where the hood connected to the body suit. They killed the King by taking a slender metal rod and shoving it up through the underside of his chin, up through his head into his brain. Very, very slowly. I woke up ready to throw up, that is how much it disturbed me. Mostly I remember the trapped, panicked, pain-filled eyes of the dying King. Another dream I had was me and some friends were driving up through some hills and mountains. There was one curving dirt road that wasn't traveled often and was overgrown with grass. I was driving, and I remembered that you had to really pay attention to this road because there was a grassy embankment on the side of the road that fell down to a valley that it was impossible to drive out of. But with the grass on the road and the grassy embankment it was hard to tell where the road ended and the embankment started. Of course with my friends chattering at me I lost focus and we ended up going off the road and down the embankment. No one was hurt, but we were trapped in the valley unless we climbed out. We decided to wait and hope another car drove by and helped us out. But then we noticed a gas station at the corner where the road met the beginning of the embankment, and I suggested a couple of us walk up there to get help. My friend looks over the gas station and then he is all, Nah, it doesn't feel right. It FEELS bad. After I looked at it again I agreed, and we all decided to avoid the gas station. But then it changed into this gothic witch's castle, and we heard this really wierd cackling laughter. Sure enough the witch was hanging out her bathroom window I dunno how I knew it was her bathroom window! It was a dream! laughing at us. It pissed me off, so I flipped her a bird. She snapped her mouth shut and glared at us, then slammed the window shut and vanished. Next thing you know shes on top of the castle throwing watermelons at us. Like I said, wierd dreams.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

I am so glad that you found BMR and that I found you! Weird dreams indeed. And... your dad sounds like he was an awesome guy. He certainly raised an awesome kid.
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

So just FYI, your writing is fantastic! I'm working on a response now, but let me tell you that your responses are ones that pop up on my subscription list and make me feel like it's Christmas morning and I'm ten years old all over again. And... how's the weather in Fl. this week?
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Awww thank you so much! The feeling is mutual, believe me! Weather is awesome! I'm working overnight shifts all this week starting tomorrowtoday - 10pm - 6am. Hopefully this gives me lots of readingwriting time!
Thread: Chanti's Little Piece of BRM (Comments are loved)

Chanti I just wanted to let you know that I was reading your post about your dad, and it inspired me with my journal. I mentioned your name in the post, giving credit for the muse that was with me. I just wanted you to know.