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Thread: Primal Instinct (Goodwill)

It was far in the future and the next stage of evolution had taken place, creatures had evolved so much now that some were unrecognizable. The forest had over taken the greatest of cities as if Mother Nature herself was trying to repair herself from all the harm the humans had caused over the years. The forests were vast no buildings in sight, and the ones that were had trees twisting around them and plants of exaggerated size, the once clouded water had become crystal clear, like liquid glass you could see the fish that lived in the fresh water lakes and rivers, waterfalls raged and crashed over the cliffs more powerful than they ever had and the water was completely pure. The plants flourished, evergreen and seasonal plants mixed in this alien forest. But it was beautiful, nothing like any creature had seen before. However, during this tough time the humans had declined, the other races had thrived but the humans had not, they were not adapted well enough and the few that remained rarely ever met each other, several were now hybrids. One human named Taigi, one of the few humans that had learnt and managed to survive by herself learning from her parents, both of hers were pure human. She was wearing leather and cloth like clothes a short top from just below her shoulder blade to the top half of her stomach, a strap around her waist with part of it going between her legs and another two pieces one in front of her and one at the back, a lot like the clothes people sued to wear in the past. It was all she could craft at the moment, but it would do. She carried bow and arrows, a small dagger and had a small pup, it looked like a larger version of a wolf but far more fierce. She had picked it up and thought maybe she could tame it so she would have some sort of companion if she never lived to see another human or any sort of humanoid creature. That day she was sitting by a river cursing a little from cutting her leg and held a bit of cloth close to the wound on her leg. I need to be more careful, right boy she said to the male pup that yipped and gave a nod, they could understand more now. She kept the pressure on it and soon they both turn pulling her arrow the male pup put a paw on the wound to keep pressure on and growled furiously at the possible threat, no voice came from her at all. Remaining silent she moved her hand back to put pressure on the wound and Nightmare, the black evolved wolf pup, who was rather bug for just a pup, standing at should he was up to her waist. He growled and stepped forward towards them, snapping his jaws she limped over and looked to who stood before them.
Thread: MxF -  Craving Smut with a side of story

Time to chill for the night
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Evening
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Looking for fun?
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Tired and bored tonight
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Not quite as tired tonight
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

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Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

Idea 5 Recently an incident took place at a company. This company was rumored to be working on anti magic weapons and had been experimenting on ex convicts. One of the most powerful sorceresses in the world was found in the seedy part of town and was diagnosed with severe mental problems. She can barely hold an intelligent conversation and the only words that come out of her mouth are concerned with being taken sexually while the rest is just gibberish. Now it's up to Carolina to find whatever did this. Will she succeed or become another victim.
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

Apologies to those that may have pmed me but I have been working twelve hour shifts and hopefully soon that's going to slow down back to regular eight hour shift real soon giving me more time to RP.
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

Idea 6 Prison MF eventually MFF Carolina Rose while investigating ends up becoming the prisoner of you your wife and brother. Together the three of you almost tame the sorceress if not for your brother and wife's betrayal. Carolina visits you in prison. She knows its a mistake coming here especially after the things you did to her but she needs answers. The trail for your wife and brother has grown cold and she wants you to give them up. As she is taken by you once more she begins to realize the control you have over her. Idea 7 An Innocent Man Carolina Rose learns that someone she helped put away may be innocent. She learns you have the evidence needed to clear him and breaks into your mansion to retrieve it but gets caught by you. You agree to give it to her in exchange she must agree to submit her body to do whatever you desire to it. She agrees and slowly over the course of the night and eventually by the end of it corrupt and tame her. Idea 8 Traitor You own a bdsm club in one of the worsts red light districts in the United States and Carolina Rose is tasked with bringing you in. The police refuse to back up the sorceress and even warn her to stay away. She doesn't listen of course and eventually becomes the prisoner of you and its club goers who help subdue the first sorceress.
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

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Idea 6 The Video Fellow sorceresses have been disappearing and Carolina has been tasked with finding out what had happen to them. Upon being assigned this case Carolina received a video. A disguised voice claims to be responsible for the disappearances of her fellow sorceresses. It shows what has happened to thentai. She sees them willingly losing themselves to sexual bliss. Little does she know that the video itself is a trap. The longer she watches the more turned on she becomes and soon she sees herself in the video succumbing in place of the others lost in the thrills of passion. After the video ends she receives and invite to a club called Desire. And she accepts the invite but what awaits her.once she arrives and would she be strong enough to resist.
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

Summoned into Darkness. As we all know beings of darkness can be summoned by corrupted humans to fulfill their darkest desires but what about the creatures of light. You know the ones that represent purity, love,honesty, justice and all the other virtues of light. A demon does just that after discovering such a ritual. They summon a low level angel with one goal in mind to learn the name of the arch angel she serves and then to bound said arch angel to the realm of darkness. Can the unfortunate angel resist the darkness or will she succumb to the pleasures and betray her mistress's name to her captors. FF FFuta MF Multiple partners
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

I believe I played with you on House Eros.
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Undercover Casting Couch MF FF Gangbang Interracial A porn studio is suspected of using illegal magic and Carolina is asked to go undercover as an actress.
Thread: Modern Day Sorceress Seeking interracial M/F F/F or F/Futa

After a brief hiatus I'm back.
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Welcome back.
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Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Akira Ararag i was sitting at his desk, sipping his coffee with a blissful sigh. It was another wonderful day in the bustling city of London and he sat at his desk, in his office at the Clock Tower, on of the premier schools for magic in the world. Despite his young age, being only in his mid-twenties, Akira was already a professor, teaching in the fields of Astrology and Numerology as well as dabbling in various different other fields. He was a simple and plain man for the most part, he enjoy a good book, good friends and good music. He took another sip of his coffee as he finished grading a paper on how planetary alignment could effect casting power and effects of spells. The student seemed to grasp the concepts but needed to refine his theories. A B- for you, Emiya Shirou. Akira stated before moving the pile to the graded stack. He heard a knock on the door and looked up for a brief moment. Come in. His voice rang out clearly and firmly to whoever was on the other side of the door. He wasn't sure if it was a student, a fellow professor or his Servant. His so called Partner in Justice
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne lightly panted as she ran through the halls of the large Clock Tower. There had been another attack. Another masochistic Master on the loose. She clutched the manila folder close to her body, ready to take on anyone who would try to take it from her. Not that anyone would dare to try to but it was the principle of the matter. She needed to show her Master. Action needed to be taken. There was threat of causalities resulting in the hundreds. The servant, despite being from a time without many luxuries, had taken to the modern age quite well. Technology was still a mystery of course but she had mastered a phone calls and texts at least. The blonde's navy blue sun dress bellowed around her as she picked up speed. It was simplistic and a little too short for her liking but it was a great comfort from the contraption called pants. Shorts she could handle but trousers? Those were just too awkward for her liking. The girl thought about the screenshots in the folder. The images she had forced herself to print for evidence. These people needed help. They needed to be protected. Slowing down, blue eyes met the pristine, familiar door of her Master. Lightly the girl knocked and patiently waited for him to welcome her in. Normally she would call and tell him she was coming but today. Today there was no time. Pushing the door open, Jeanne quickly entered the room. She didn't even greet the man before tossing the folder on top of his stack of papers. There's trouble, She stated frantically. People are in danger. Her eyes found his as silently she plead for urgency.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Akira was surprised to see Jeanne so flustered, something must have gotten her feeling anxious and that was rare for the Saint of France. He studied her expression for a moment before picking his mug up and taking a long, dip sip as he looked at the evidence on the table. It was the work of a mage, alright. A twisted one at that. It seemed that he or she drained the life essence out of victims in various different ways. From sex, to torture and dismemberment, it seemed nothing was off the table. Not only that, but the spread of victims made it hard to pin point any clear pattern other than they were young, in their late teens and twenties. Genders and body types all varied though, even with his honed mind he could find a pattern. He looked at Jeanne and nodded.Is there anything you can tell me? Something they all have in common, maybe? Do you have their names and their last known locations before they died? Akira stood up, coffee and folder in hand as he paced, speaking to Jeanne as if she were one of his research students. Indeed, he expected her to do at least the barebones research before bringing him something like this.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne listened carefully as Akira barked questions and orders. Leave it to her master to not hesitate on the case. The servant glanced at the man before casting her eyes back to the folder. It should all be in the folder. She answered. Names. Locations of Death. The bastard didn't even try to hide the body. The blonde could feel her blood boiling. Mages that misused their abilities didn't deserve to have them. Theft she could understand. There were plenty of cases of those and generally it was out of desperation. But this asshole. This asshole was killing people like they were just toys waiting to be broken. No one even knows who could be as they only kill a handful before moving to the next town. Jeanne mutterred. She'd seen the faces of men who abused power. They were fearless. Death was beneath them. Why fear something you have 'control' of. The servant bit her lip. The world never changes and sometimes it's hard to live in the light side of it. Blue eyes glanced at her master, watching and waiting. They would solve this. She trusted her master to get to the bottom it.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Akira could feel the anger and chaos in Jeanne's mind. She didn't normally get angry easily, but this case appeared to have gotten to her. He slammed his hand on the desk and looked her firmly in the eyes. Calm yourself, Ruler. He spoke sternly, his voice and expression like that of a proper university lecturer. Not only that, but he only referred to her by her class when he was being stern with her. I can understand your anger...but you must calm yourself...your actions and words are most unbecoming of a Saint. he reminded her of who she was suppose to be and who she was not suppose to be. She was acting more like her Alter than her normal self right now, but he wrote that up as the heat of the moment. Akira moved to sit back down, taking a sip of his coffee as he examined the files, his eyes blazing back and forth was he examined all the information. After a few moments, he appeared to enter a trance, using a form of his magic to draw connections between the victims as well as examining the stars as the time. Much could be learned in such a way, but few mages knew the secrets of his craft. He exited his trace and let out a deep sigh. I couldn't figure out who it was...but I did learn they all vanished from the same location....an exclusive club in downtown London...that is most likely are target's stalking ground. Akira muttered slightly as he pondered for a moment, looking to Jeanne after a few. So, what do you think...should we pay this club a visit? It's certainly...not a place a Saint should visit though. He chuckled slightly as he finished off his coffee. It was a club that had a certain....reputation.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne's eyes widened as she was demeaned to her class. Akira only did that when she did something irresponsible but this time she couldn't help it. He was right. It was wrong of her to get angry. Upset was one thing. Angry was another. What would she do if in battle? The blonde thought of what she could become. The darkness that would consume her. My apologizes, Master. She mumbled. It was shameful to lose composure over something like this.The blonde watched Akira curiously. It always amazed her when he was focused on his craft. He was powerful and yet sirene. If anyone could find more information and catch the individual it would be him. Slightly, her head cocked to the side as she watched the man sigh. Good? Bad? Both? She listened as he explained the main connection. A club? Like one of those places where people gather to dance? The saint asked. While some servants explored the world around them in person, Jeanne was content with the books and laptop Akira had gifted her. The girl grinned thinking about visiting a new place. How exciting. This was short lived though. What do you mean I shouldn't visit? Is there a rule?
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Akira couldn't help but chuckle as Jeanne reverted to the innocent and curious side that he rather adored. He handed his coffee mug to Jeanne as he stood up. If you could brew me some more coffee, Jeanne, I'll explain while you do so. He walked towards his window, staring down at the cityscape of London below. Truly one of the most beautiful sites man had ever made in his opinion, but it masked the horrors and sins that lurked inside every human soul as well. He continued to peer out as he explained the club to Jeanne. It isn't a place just for dancing...this club isn't like one you could find on the internet easily....it's a den of carnal desire and pleasure. A place full of sin and debauchery....sex, drugs, alcohol, gambling, nearly every vice you could think of is present and then some.... He let out a sigh as he turned to look at Jeanne, his brow curling in stress. If you were to come with you, you would have to come as my slave, basically. Every person of power is expected to have one. You would be completely and totally subservient to me...and who knows what you might we exposed to once we are in there. You might end up being made to take drugs or have sex with a stranger and I'm not sure if those are things a pure person like yourself should be exposed to, Jeanne. His voice clearly held concern for the girl. He didn't doubt her bravery, not one bit. However, she was indeed quite pure. He wondered if she could really handle such a place. If you don't wish to come, I understand...I can manage on my own for it. If you do come though, I just want you to be fully prepared for what may happen and know that I might not be able to come and stop something happening to you you won't like...do you understand? His voice was stern, serious...a warning. He was hoping she would stay behind...but he knew her better than that.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne's eyes widened as she learned about what the club truly was. Sex? Drugs? How could servants let themselves be subjected to such a thing? Akira had been nothing but kind to the saint. A little tough at times but it was in serious situations where she needed to focus. She couldn't even imagine him treating her that way. Those poor people. They didn't even have a choice in the matter. Her eyes got all watery just thinking about it. The girl stood in thought. Akira was giving her an out. She didn't have to go. She didn't have to do those things. Not everyone had that choice though. I'll do it. Jeanne answered. Whatever it takes to solve this I'll do this. She shook as she thought of her words. She meant them but to engage in those activities. She wouldn't even be able to guard herself. Do as she was told. The girl looked carefully at her master. Akira would protect her. He wouldn't let those things happen. Would he?
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne.... Akira looked at the girl, his eyes full of concern. She certainly was brave....he knew she could handle battles and fight villains but he wondered if she could really handle the world they were about to enter, where people sinned and blasphemed for enjoyment. He reached out and patted her head gently. a sign of affection that had developed between the two. I promise you, I'll do everything I can to protect you in there...but if things happen....just don't hate me.... He looked down, unable to look her in the eyes, a blush on his face. The last thing he wanted was her hatred and malice...he wouldn't be able to bare that. He managed to compose himself and cleared his throat. I've prepared your outfit then....please put it on and let me know when you are ready to go. He pointed to a rather skimpy and revealing outfit that materialized on his desk. He took a seat in his chair and began to drink his coffee once more, running what was about to happen through his head.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne blushed as her master patted her head. He wasn't one of obvious affections so moments like these were rare. He must have sensed her animosity. A smile almost formed on her lips until she heard his words. Hate him? But why would she hate him? He would protect her and he hadn't let anything happen to her yet, so why start now. I'll do the best to make a believable..um..slave to you. Why was it the word servant was completely normal to her but when it was changed to slave it was that much more embarrassing? The girl felt her cheeks heat up as she contemplated the words. She would no doubt have to be more intimate with Akira. I mean what would that even entail?! The saint warily eyed the outfit the desk. Where was the rest of it? Carefully, she grabbed the material. It was soft to the touch but so thin. Was Akira sure this was the right answer? Jeanne scurried to one of the corners to change. She felt a cold chill run up her back. This was underwear not an outfit. Mr. Araragi, She whispered, I've...I've changed. The blonde did a slow turn, her face a burnt red and her eyes glued to the floor.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Akira tried to focus on his coffee and mental exercises as Jeanne changed. He focused on the aroma and flavor of the coffee, the blend that was both acidic and toasty at once. Anything to distract himself from Jeanne changing at the moment. When she finished and got his attention, he mentally prepared himself and looked up. His face was at once the shade of a tomato, a deep, dark red. His eyes wandered all over her body, taking in her flawless form with some much of her smooth and silky skin exposed to him. This was definitely a first for him...seeing such a beautiful woman in such a state of undress. He cleared his throat as he tried to look Jeanne in the eyes after she spun around for him, his eyes had wandered slightly lower than face level as she spun to reveal her back and rear for him... You look amazing in that, Jeanne. Just one more touch to cap it off. He tried to sound poised but was on the verge of being a bumbling and embarrassed mess he did manage to pull it off though. He pulled out a chain collar with chain leash attached to it. He drew in a deep breath and stepped towards his Servant...now his slave. Excuse me, Jeanne... He offered a soft apology as he snapped the collar around her neck, fastening it so it fit snugly but not tightly. He looked her over once more and nodded. He stepped back and then gave the leash a tug which would case her to be tugged toward him, their bodies mere inches apart. How is it....? He asked her, unsure of what he was even referring. He gave another small tug, her chest now pressed up against his own, rather firm and strong chest. He could feel his heart racing in his chest as he reached up and gently cupped her cheek with his free hand, holding onto the leash with the other.
Thread: The Saint and the Mage (Potter and Blueberry)

Jeanne felt Akira's eyes on her. Was something wrong? He was analyzing the outfit so slowly. Blue eyes flashed up in curiosity as she noted his expression. He was just as red in the face as she was if not more. Oh my! Was he choking? Did he have a fever? Was he fit to go out in this condition? Her master's words broke her thoughts. Amazing? Was he..was he complimenting her? Adding the final touch, confused the saint. A collar and chain. Was it a fashion statement? Was it like a nametag perhaps? The glanced down at the leash. A means to keep track of her no doubt. As he approached to snap it in place, the servant blushed again. They normally were not so intimate with one another. Being so close. Close enough to touch. To Smell. The slight tug surprised Jeanne. It not only brought the two close together but it was a surprising gesture. I think it's weird. She answered honestly. But if this is what is necessary to enter the club then so be it. The saint squeaked as she felt Akira tug her even closer. Was this going to be a regular thing? A small gasp escaped her lips as she felt the man touch her cheek. What on earth was the professor up to? Was this a test? Slowly she closed her eyes and held her breathe. If this was part of the mission, she would not fail.