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Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

Marcus Livius Drusus was a man of great importance in the Roman empire, a merchant of incredible wealth who hailed from one of the most prestigious families in the empire. Money and influence were both his in large amounts and had he chose to do so he could have become a senator with only the slightest of effort, but why lower himself to be a senator when already half of the Senate was comprised of his own close personal friends. Instead he was quite content to lead the life that he already had, moving about the circles with the rest of Romes Elite, making deals that affected the entire future of the Empire. And of course there was his diversion, he owned some of the finest gladiators to ever fight in the Colosseum, several years before a lanista had come to him needing a good deal of money to bail his own failing Ludus out and Marcus had agreed to purchase it, he was the owner though the day to day running was left in the hands of them men who already knew what they were doing. All that mattered to him was that they trained champions, men who brought even more fame and money to his name. Though he had spent a small amount of time training there, body guards were all well and good but a man needed to know how to take care of himself should the need ever arise and after a few weeks of lessons he was quite proficient in combat. His trip to the slave market that day had nothing to do with Gladiators though, twenty four years old and in excellent physical condition Marcus had needs like any other man but no desire to marry just yet. Marriage would be something that would help him gain even more power but until there there was no need to commit to anything, instead he just needed a personal slave, one that would take care of his most intimate needs. Now as he made his way into the market place people parted before him, giving him a clear view of the dias on which the slaves were being displayed. And the moment he saw HER he wanted her, there was no question asked, no money he wouldn't pay... she would belong to him. I will take her. He said as he raised his hand, hardly raising his voice as the assembled crowd fell silent. Full asking price plus another ten percent. Leaving his guards behind he made his way toward her, knowing no one would dare risk his anger by bidding against him. And I will take her with me now... the clothing however can be left behind, she has no need for it.
Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

The auctioneer's face lit up when he saw whose attention he'd drawn. Marcus Livius Drusus was a very rich and very powerful man. Selling him a slave that pleased him could help further his own desires in the future. For that, Alkmene would be perfect. Ah, Marcus Drusus. You do me great honor my purchasing one of my meger stock. You will not be disappointed with this one. He stepped back and reached for the rope holding her frock to her. With one swift tug it slipped away taking with it the only covering she had against any who'd want to see her. To her credit, Alkmene didn't react as most females would have. She didn't scream or shrink away. Instead she lashed out, aiming a knee at the auctioneers groin. A smile crossed her lips when it connect and the man dropped to ground to the accompaniment of laughter from those standing in the crowd. Angered by his embarrassment, the auctioneer stood and back handed her, two of his gaurds coming to grab her and hold her steady. Well sir, your time with this one won't be dull at least. He smiled towards Marcus. And you're in luck. According to her Father she remains untouched. You will be the first to sully such a beautiful maiden and I'm sure she will scream for you like a seasoned whore. As he spoke, the two gaurds lifted her up, spread her legs and holding her tight to prevent her from struggling. Feel for yourself. Be the only man to spread those lips. Alkmene's eyes widened as he spoke and she struggled hard, fighting with all her might, but the gaurds held her tight.
Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

A small smile spread across Marcus's face as the slave auctioneer was struck in the groin and fell to the ground clutching himself in pain. This base probably sought to improve his station in life by pleasing Marcus with this particularly lovely thing. Even going so far as to offer him a chance to feel up the young slave in full view of the public, something that Marcus was very much pleased to do. Reaching out he carefully cupped the bared crotch of his new slave. Oh I will be the first to sample her but hardly the only one I assure you. He sneered as he looked straight into the eyes of the woman that he now owned, establishing dominance early on was quite important. Then he pushed two fingers deep inside of her, no warning and not stopping till he felt the evidence of her chastity, not pushing to hard because he hardly wanted to ruin her with just a finger when his cock existed for that. Still a virgin! He called out to the crowd behind him to make it evident that he was the one in charge. Now bring me a collar so that I might lead her home properly, I intend to make full use of her right away. It was probably one of the very best things about his status, being able to behave however he liked. If he wanted to take her then and there in full view of the public then it was his right to do so... no one would object while lesser men would be chastised and perhaps even hauled away by the city guard for such lewd behavior. Soon a leather collar with a chain on it was brought before him and he slid it around her neck, fastening the lock in the back. You may put her down now. He instructed the guards before making a show of licking his fingers clean. I have so many plans for this little whore and very little patience.
Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

Alkmene bit her lip, resisting the urge to scream at him for his comment. She wasn't a whore and there was absolutely now way she'd allowed herself to be used like one. Her muscles jumped when he touched her sexs, an unfamiliar feeling crossing her. This was absolutely wrong. No one was suppose to touch her until she married. No, stop it! She cried, struggling in a futile attempt to get away. When his fingers pushed into her, every muscle in her body locked up. She went rigged, her head falling back as his fingers probed her in ways she'd never even touched herself. The crowd seemed to think the while thing was funny. They laughed and jeered as she was shamed for his amusement. Certainly sir. The auctioneer smiled, picking up a metal collar and the metal lead for it. He handed them both to Marcus, smiling viciously at the woman that had just assaulted him. I can't wait to see you after he finishes with you. You won't be so tough then. If she did hear him, she paid him no mind. Her focus was fully on the man who placed the collar around her neck and locked it. It fit snug and as the gaurd lowered her to the ground, she reached up and felt the lock with her fingers. She wouldn't be able to get out of it unless he took it off. The final piece of evidence to the outside world that she belong to him.
Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

The way her whole body went stiff at this most intimate of touches was amusing to Marcus, not only did he get to test the claim that his new slave was untouched but he also got to humiliate her and teach her what her place was in front of the assembled masses. Fighting me won't do you any good. He whispered as he took one last look at her perfect and naked form before turning away from her, giving a very sharp tug on the leash as he did so to let her know that it was time to go, he doubted she would be foolish enough to try to run from him because as he began to walk his personal guards fell in behind her, flanking and making sure she stayed put. Making his way through the crowds he began the walk home, it wasn't a far walk to his villa but it was a rather hot day and he was eager to get home to some cool wine and the pleasures of the body. As he made his way through though he couldn't walk uninterrupted and took a few moments to greet those who crossed his path, a hand shake and kind words for any of importance. Most were quite curious about his new slave and several of them made offers of their own for her but Marcus would only smile and decline politely. But before long he was within the shade of his home, the household slaves moving to get out of his path as he strode through with his new toy. Everyone leave! He called out and quickly everyone, even the guards had left him alone with his new slave. Stretching a little and still holding her leash he made his way to a couch, lounging there and pulling her closer. You may be a virgin whore but you will learn quickly how to serve me or else you will suffer... now I want you to reach under my robes and stroke my cock.
Thread: Daughter of Artemis (Sheiba and Google)

Instead of cowing beneath the gazes of the masses as she was lead through the street, Alkmene stood straight and proud. She refused to be reduced to a crying mess even whens he was being treated like a common pet. Marcus kept a tight hold on her leash, preventing her from even trying to snatch away. Not to mention the guards that had fallen instep behind them. She was strong and a fierce fighter, but she couldn't take down more than two of them without some sort of help. As people stopped to greet him she realized she couldn't count on anyone else to help either. He was reach, obviously powerful and respected. If she did get away it would have to be on her own merits, no one else's. Every now and again one of his acquittances would ask about purchasing her, however each offer was met with a polite enough decline. It made her wonder about her role in his mind. SSure she was a virgin, but in this society, women were better traded for coin then kept for pleasure. Once they arrived to his villa, she stood in front of him as the other were dismissed, still forced to follow his direction when he jerked on the leash. I will do no such thing. She said immediately, pulling her arms against her chest. At least if she was going to be forced into this she didn't have to go willing. I would sooner see it cut off and burned in the street.
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM B U M P
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM I am interested in a tutorthe one being tutored. But not exactly Home schooled. just a spoiled rich kid who is also extremely intelligent, So why would he need a tutor? Simple, he is Cocky, and thus Lazy. So His parents think since he is in a gifted school he is easily falling behind because the program is just moving too fast for him. Quite the contrary, in fact he is far more advanced than the class but not doing the work due to being bored and no motivation. So The tutor has to find a way to get him to focus in class and do the work rather than help him catch up.
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RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM When I read through your thread I saw the songs you had up. I just finished listening to them all and I love Girl with one eye Maneater SM So thanks for that I will be listening to Florense for a while now Also I would be interested in making a plot with you if you are interested.
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RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM Duuude where have you been? The naughtiness must continue 3
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM Pina Colada said Duuude where have you been? The naughtiness must continue 3 Click to expand... Guess who's back. Gimme a kiss. C Frelance said When I read through your thread I saw the songs you had up. I just finished listening to them all and I love Girl with one eye Maneater SM So thanks for that I will be listening to Florense for a while now Also I would be interested in making a plot with you if you are interested. Click to expand... Hmm I'm super late with this but I'm interested. Sending a pm your way. c
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RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM Updated! Closed for now peeps. c
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

That's a shame... Hurry back.
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

dinismith said Updated! Closed for now peeps. c Click to expand... Just wanted to say that dinismith is an amazing rp partner. If she re-opens this thread you would be very lucky to be her partner. She is a lovely young woman and a great rp writer.
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

Prospero56 said dinismith said Updated! Closed for now peeps. c Click to expand... Just wanted to say that dinismith is an amazing rp partner. If she re-opens this thread you would be very lucky to be her partner. She is a lovely young woman and a great rp writer. Click to expand... Aw shucks, you are too kind. If you ever need a partner, I'm always open for you!
Thread: All the Right Moves MxF | MxM [Closed]

RE All the Right Moves MxF MxM updated. i'd love a quickie. c
Thread: The haunted house

Man how did she get dragged into this. A sigh left her pale scared lips as she pulled on a hoodie over her other sweater and t-shirt. It was going to be cold in that old house with no heat, and with the rain coming down she was probaly going to get wet. Pulling her hood up over her red hair, she walked down the stairs of her house. She lost a bet at the friday night bowling tournament and now she was on her way to stay the night in a creepy old place all by herself that everyone suspected was haunted. Pausing half way down the stairs she shook her head and turned. 'Am I crazy? she asked herself outloud as she stopped at the stop. No I have to do this, I'm not a scardy cat.. she walked half way down the stairs again and stopped yeah but it's haunted. the conversation with herself kept up until she heard a car honk outside her front door. It was to late to turn back. Her green eyes watched the stairs as she walked down the rest of them, stepping out into the electric air she locked the door and walked down the walkway to the little red convertable, with the top up of course. The people inside exchanged a few words of exciment, one even trying to cheer her up. The ride there seemed forever, and short all at the same time. She wondered if that was even possible. Sitting out side in the car she stared at the creepy old house with a for sale sign over grown with moss and vines, clearly no one had been here in a very long time. Go on Sophie you'll be fine. they told her, half pushing half coaxing her out of the car. Once she was standing on the street, they waved on her to go. There was going to be no way out of this. Walking up the stairs to the house, she glanced back at them, once she saw them wave, she found the spare key under the door mat and then let herself into the house. Thunder boomed over her and then she heard her friends take off once they saw her enter the house. Sighing she turned to leave and then watched the rain pour down. She was going no where tonight.
Thread: The haunted house

While the mansion was deserted and depressing looking from the outside, the first glimpse of the interior was surprising. It was fully furnished, in an almost garish mix of traditional and modern styles. Despite the months, even years of disuse, there was little appearance of dust and cobwebs, almost as if someone was keeping the place up, at least inside. The entrance way opened into a large lounge area, with chairs and couches arranged somewhat around a large unlit fireplace in the far wall. There was a bar near another wall, and a grand piano in one corner. Paintings in an impressionist style lined the walls, most of them of women in various states of undress. On the opposite side of the lounge, she could see a hallway that led to other rooms and a kitchen on the main floor, and a broad stairway that led to the second floor, with its bedrooms and such, no doubt. She would find the plumbing and fixtures surprisingly modern and luxurious, and fully functioning. A door under the stairs looked like it would lead down into the basement, and whatever strange rooms might be down there. As she entered, a grandfather clock started tolling the hour, adding a curious aura of doom to her little adventure. Still, the house seemed to beckon her to explore.
Thread: The haunted house

She glanced around and explored a little bit. When she saw the grand piano she tried to hold down her exciment and stop herself from squealing like a little girl. She needed to know the place first, then she would come back and play the piano. Walking around in the giant circle that the house was, she checked over her shoulder once in a while and then explored the bedroomrs upstairs. She noticed there was a certain creepy lack of dust to the place, plus the beds looked like they were all freshly washed. It was definetly creepy. Chewing on her lip silently she nearly jumped out of her skin as the grandfather clock tolled the hour. She wasn't one to be spooked by things but this place was definetly creepy. Swallowing thickly she explored the rest of the upstairs and began to make her way do the bottom level again, where she came in.
Thread: The haunted house

The bedrooms on the second floor were large and luxurious. The master bedroom was particularly impressive, dominated by a huge round bed that could have held several people at once, with a broad mirror across the ceiling to reflect whatever activities might be going on upon it. It was surrounded by large bureaus that might hold clothing but actually held a variety of sex toys. The walk in closet was stocked with a full complement of men's and women's clothes sheathed in plastic wrap to keep them fresh. Most of them were very sexy and revealing outfits. The bathroom off the master bedroom was equally fine, with an open shower with multiple nozzles and hand held attachments. The mirrored make-up bench seated three, and the table was still covered with not only cosmetics, but full body make-up perhaps suitable for theatrical use. There was also a large claw-footed bath deep and long enough to be shared by at least two comfortably. Two other doors led from the bathroom. One opened into a room filled with a large hot tub. The tub was covered by insulated cushions, and she could feel heat from underneath them, making no sense to her without power to the deserted house. The other room led to a sauna room, with three tiers of wooden benches one could use to sit or stretch out. Again, there was a aura of latent heat in the room, as if the heating unit could be turned on at any time. As she wandered the upstairs, she could hear the rain clattering on the roof above her, hard and unceasing. An occasional clap of thunder would startle her, and the whole atmosphere made her think she could hear things underneath the white noise of the rain. It almost sounded like a chorus of faint feminine sighs or moans. Probably just the house beams swelling from the rain. She was back downstairs when another flash of lightning and blast of thunder was so close, it almost seemed to strike the house. The electrical lights flickered several times on and off, then went back to darkness. But there was more illumination down here now, she noted, then realized that the fireplace in the lounge was now lit and blazing with comforting heat, and an array of candles were now burning throughout the house.
Thread: The haunted house

She was fairly creeped out as she found the hot tub and the sauna. Feeling the warmth that was waiting to be radiated from them once more. Checking the closet, she stared at all the clothes and then couldn't help but search through them. She found most of them to be rather skanky but some were classy dresses and suits. Making a humming noise, she left the closet and explored the next few bedrooms, finding them all fairly the same, with different themes. She didn't feel right going through the dresses and figuring they were empty she left them alone. She was already warily enough that she was going to find a dead body in the house as it was. Although the house was supposed to be abandoned everything pointed to that someone was living there? Did that mean they were still in the house somewhere? Where they watching her? Calm down Sophie theres no one here. she told herself out loud as she continued to explore. Heading into one of the bathrooms she ran her hand over the clawed tub imagining what it would be like to take a bath in such luxury. At her home she didn't have a bathtub, just a stand up shower since the bathroom was so small. She looked at all the attachments on the bath wondering what they did and then noticed the make up tables. Was this a house for actors? It sure looked that way, although with the sexy slutty clothing it didn't all make sense to her. Pausing at the top of the stairs and thinking that the whole upstairs had been complete she noticed for a moment just how quiet the house was, and how loud the rain and thunder was. Jumping a bit she scurried back downstairs. She was half way down the stairs when the lights flickered and then failed completly. IF it was one thing she couldn't handle it was darkness. Although she wasn't plunged into complete darkness. The sound of a crackling fire caught her ears, and the light from it flooded out of the foyer. Holding on to the railing a little harder, she slipped down from the stairs, and peered around the corner into the large room, seeing the crackling fire, warming and lighting the room as well as all the candles that were lit. Someone was in here, she needed to leave. Fear tore itself through her stomach and heart as she quickly dashed past the large double doors and grabbed her over night bag she left by the front door. Searching around she grabbed the handle and twisted it to try and open the door.
Thread: The haunted house

The handle was frozen the door was stuck fast. She could not budge it the slightest. Behind her, she barely heard the sounds of soft jazz from the lounge and muffled voices. From the door to the basement was more music, this time a sort of light funky soul, that sounded rather dated, like from the eighties. The hint of voices from the basement stairs was like moans and sighs. The lights flickered again with a thunder crash. This time a few of them stayed on, but not enough to overcome the flickering glow of the candles. It seemed like the whole house was being lit by a large number of them. Under other circumstances it might have been romantic. She could smell the aroma of scented candles, burning cedar logs, plus a heady mix of aromas of body lotions and perfumes. I know it's not much, but she needs to decide where to go now
Thread: The haunted house

She yanked and tugged, freaking out a bit as she realized the handle was stuck and she was unable to open it. Turning around she held fast to her bag as she heard the voices and jumped when the lights flickered. Lifting her chin she watched a few of them come on, although it wasn't enough she wished more would. Swallowing thick saliva she moved towards the lounge again where she heard the voices. Maybe someone could let her know how to get out of the house. Poking her head into the place she looked around expecting to see someone or at least a group of people considering the muffled noises. Finding no one she decided to try the basement where she heard more music and louder voices. Holding onto her sweater she headed for the basement stairs, thinking this was a really bad horror movie. She knew she shouldn't go down there but curiosity was getting the better of her. Still holding onto her knapsack she headed down the stairs to the basement to investigate.