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Thread: My Slave and Pets (Veras & Trinity)

She saw his grin and almost wanted to fall to the floor in discomfort as he headed down the stairs. It reminded her of a grin that would come with the Cheshire cat in the classic tale Alice in Wonderland. It was filled with malicious intent and mysterious features. She groaned in her mind and she couldn't help but involuntarily shudder at the 'grin'. It even seemed as if he moved extremely slow, letting her wait in the darkness, panic rising to her chest until she felt like she needed to vomit. Still, she continued to struggle, trying to ignore the man, yet keeping his gaze as he crept down the dark stairwell. She tried to move faster, as he came closer but realized that he was the only way she'd even think about getting out of the trap her small foot was stuck inside of. I'm sorry, she whispered under her breath as her master complained about her. Yes, she was a horrible slave, she herself knew this and yes, she was considered his whore. She, not matter how hard she tried, knew she wouldn't gain her freedom from this man. When she released her from her trap however, a glint of hope flashed through her emerald eyes. When he let go of her hair and she fell to floor, she knew it was a bad idea. She laid on her side, trying to ignore the new scratch and most likely a new bruise that would form the next day. It wasn't unusual for slaves to be beaten. It was rather common even. However, with the toys around her, Vivienne could only imagine what this man did to his set of slaves she felt she wasn't the only one. She moved over onto her back and then looked up at the master, before noticing the dog next to her pale body. Her eyes widened and then she looked at her master once more almost asking what her punishment she knew she had one was. Please don't beat me, she begged getting onto her hands and knees to even make herself more dramatic.
Thread: My Slave and Pets (Veras & Trinity)

Veras looked down at her as the pathetic girl tried to beg for his forgiveness and mercy. Standing still, Kayden, becoming overwhelmed at the position he found his new toy in, immediately tried to mount her, his claws digging fiercely into her sides and making a series of scratches along her ribs and hips before he had found his way behind her. A sudden flash of anger rose up in Veras's eyes, and he immediately yelled at the dog, Kayden! Down! The dog tucked his tail between his legs and instantly obeyed, leaving the girl scratched and still on her hands and knees, Kayden woefully trotting back to his master's side. I can't let you have your way with someone so dirty? Don't you remember, we need to clean her out first? The dog didn't seem to understand, still lost in being scolded, so remained in his spot. Leaning down for the girl's light brown locks, he gripped her hair again, loving the control it gave him while he lifted her up, pulling her across the room in a few quick steps and throwing her back into an uncomfortable wooden chair, set with leg restraints used to keep the legs up and spread, as if to give birth, but obviously for other means. At the wrists there were also leather straps, locked securely with a metal loop at each end to keep it tight and impossible to escape. Those were the first restraints he employed. He used his own weight to keep her down on the chair, pressing one arm down to the chair first, locking it down, and then the other. He made sure the straps were fastened tight before standing and gripping her ankles to lift them into the holders for her legs, strapping each one in, exposing the naked girl for everything she was, her legs spread wide, and her arms unable to cover the perfectly round breasts. Ready to be cleaned?
Thread: My Slave and Pets (Veras & Trinity)

The amount of fear her eyes expressed was indescribable. She knew the dog and the master were close, however, she didn't want to believe they shared sexual partners. Vivienne fully screamed when the dog tried to mount her, almost afraid to move away because she thought it would be easier for him to mount her. She then heard her master's booming voice, and her face was almost filled with happiness, that is until she was consider 'dirty' by him which was the only reason he didn't allow his massive dog to mount her. Ow master, no! She screamed as he pulled on her light brown locks, bringing her to the wooden 'chair of evil' she thought of this name as soon as she saw it. When she was pushed into the chair, she could feel the pieces of wood go into her ass and felt the scratches from the dog begin to bleed lightly. The dog trying to mount her had give her many scratches but she didn't believe that any of them would even bleed. Apparently, the damn dog gave her much more the she'd bargained for and it was now proof that she had reason to fear her master's ever faithful servant. When she was finally strapped in, she could feel the breeze. The humor in the situation was indeed gone for her and she began to struggle against her bonds. She tried as hard as she could to bring her legs, somehow, closer together and to move them from side to side. After all she was plain in view for her master, almost as if she was a sitting duck. She looked around herself as she began to take in the frightful scene. Vibrators of different sizes, proportions and even materials hung along the wall. A box of surgical needles was on the table to the left of her which was thankfully not where her master was. There was rope, an assortment of gags, and basically everything on display for her. It was as if Vivienne was meeting her doom face to face. Everything the man could use on her, every sick and twisted idea he had, could be fulfilled no matter what she believed. Vivienne began to scream at the top of lungs, think maybe, hopefully, someone on the outside of where ever she was could hear her high pitched voice. She then saw her master pick up something, she had no clue of what though. He placed around her mouth and now Vivienne was wearing a gag. It reminded her of the type that when you looked at it, looked as if an apple was placed in the persons mouth. Now, Vivienne couldn't scream or move. Yes, the woman was indeed screwed. . .
Thread: My Slave and Pets (Veras & Trinity)

After forcing the gag between her wide lips, his hand twisted around and slapped her hard, swinging back again, this time his knuckles made contact with her cheek. He repeated this motion several times, first an open palmed slap, retreating back to a backhand, growling slightly and speaking out rough words with each exertion of effort. Don't. You. Dare. Fucking. Scream. Again! After finishing, he slapped her once more. Her face was red and already beginning to bruise, more so from where his knuckles had hit her right cheek, and drops of blood starting to form at the corner of her lip. We're going to clean out both of those filthy holes you have, so that Kayden can have his way with you, without him getting filthy, understand? His hand came out again, slapping her, but stopping instead of following through this time, gripping her jaw in his large strong hand, and forcing her scared eyes to look up into his. You'll soon learn that trying to resist will only get you in more trouble, and much more hurt. He then let go of her face, throwing it to the side, standing up and walking to the corner, where there was a sink and bucket. He began to fill it with ice cold water, making sure it was to the top. He carefully walked it over and put it between her legs before grabbing a clear tube that looked like a giant shot, but instead of a needle, at had an open ended plug so that it could remain inside of her tight body. Getting on his knees between her legs, he dipped the end of the injector into the water and started to pull, slowly watching it fill, until it was as much as it could go. It had taken about a fifth of the water from the bucket, and the rest would be inserted as well. She would endure all of it, without letting any go. Without hesitation, he inserted it quickly into her ass, having to push a bit more than he expected to get it in. Once securely inside, he began to push at the other end, the water slowly squirting into her bowels.
Thread: My Slave and Pets (Veras & Trinity)

She felt like her face was on fire. Her body ached and she wanted to leave where ever she was to go anywhere. She could feel the blood trickle down her face and she wanted to scream again. She wanted to kick and scream and beat the man up as much as she possibly could. She couldn't handle abuse. Sure she was beaten when she was at the 'slave house' but never like. Never so much that they could break her or damage her. Why would you break something you can sell for much more money. She almost wanted to wonder why in the world he'd hurt her. She was his investment, his toy. He could do anything with her, but tying her up to a chair and beating her and then letting his dog tear her apart didn't seem like it would pleasure him one bit. Still, she watched his every move, making sure he didn't get any crazy ideas. When she saw the bucket, she was confused. Instantly she thought of the worst possible treatment he could give her. Maybe it was filled with his sperm and he was going to get her pregnant? She considered that rather cruel as it was, even more so since he'd rape his own children or the dog would. Speaking of the dog, she turned her head and looked at him, almost glaring. Oh how she hated how he was literally staring at her pussy, waiting for her juices to come out so he could instantly lick them. She moved her head back to her master and noticed him with the 'syringe' and the water. Thank god it was water, she thought and then watched as he filled up the tube with water. Vivienne watched him as he stuck it into her ass. She felt him squeeze it out and groaned in pain and in pleasure. The cold water felt slightly soothing but she could feel her bowels being stretched and she wanted to scream. Cool sweat started to form on her forehead and she looked at the bucket. It was still filled with an insane amount of water and she took in less then a fourth. How in the world would she be able to handle it all? She groaned, already feeling like she had to go to the bathroom. She tried to wiggle in her seat to remove the syringe in order for her to have some relief, but none came.
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Bump. I've had one really good reply so far, and hopefully I can find a few more
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Bump 3 Good luck D
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Thank you, but are you not interested in roleplaying yourself? I don't have a PM or anything from you - Interested?
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Its a shame you dislike thread roleplays. You're one of the few people who have impressed me with a request thread. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

If you were able to similarly impress me, I might be willing to do a thread roleplay -
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Request Thread Sample of my work. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

I think we may just be able to work something out. Do you have an IM where we could at least discuss a plot and all of that nice stuff in real-time? Or would you rather bandy PM's back and forth? I can do either one I suppose, heh. Edit Stupid question. I see your profile has IM's I'll contact you on AIM if you don't mind.
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

IM's are faster. AIM prettylyksin MSN !-- e --a hrefmailto rettylyksinhotmail.comprettylyksinhotmail.coma!-- e -- listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

Hey, I know you! So weird, seeing you as a dom. Nuzzles. But seriously. You rock. If I didn't have so much dang Homework, then I would play a lot more.
Thread: A Debonair Dash of Dominance (Dom male for Sub female)

You know well that I do both, my dear. I just decided I needed to whip these sniveling little 'femboi's' into shape by showing them how a real man do it! P Nothing against Femboi's of course.
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

Welcome to the site, first off
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

eats your cherry nom
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

hey cutie! lol im glad u finnally got on here. to all those amazazing rpers out there, u should really tap that...lmao! no seriously...do. she needs it badly. luvs ya!
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

le bump for u
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

people better start coming here to roleplay with her, or else i'll have to start CHARGIN MAH LAZER!
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

enjoys the cherry you know, if you ever have a juicy idea, send it my way. You know I would love a rp.
Thread: Break my Cherry, Please?

Ohhhh.. I'll be rping with this lady. Once I get back, heh.
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

Joscelin was on her feet, moving toward him before the girl completely covered. Walking up between the soldiers she kicked the back of each of their knees, sending them crashing drunkenly to the ground. It freed them of the threat of his sword and put her directly in front of him. Her rank might have been lower than his but that did not stop her from grabbing a hold of him. Being the generals sister got her a lot of extra room. She did not have enough skill to take him in a fight but she did not expect that it would go that far. Grabbing a hold of his arm, she shoved him back. Glaring at him. This situation was bad. Get the fuck out of here Jericho. Not waiting for him, to answer or obey she was grabbing a hold of the girl he had just saved. Dragging her by the arm into the sea of tents. It was easier to drag the girl than it would have been to drag the warrior. She expected Jericho to follow. This would not be the first time that she had interrupted a dispute over a prize. The usual end was to kill the bitch and banish the men to their tents for the evening. The men joked that it was a mercy killing. Just because the girl was younger did not mean, Joscelin was beyond doing the same now. She was aware of the sound of foot steps behind her. Since they were not stumbling and uneven it was either her brother or Jericho. If it was her brother the bitch was dead. Not turning to look, she waited for him to catch up. They were now out of ear range of the rest of the army. Finally she roughly she shoved the girl to the ground at his feet. Giving the girl a look that kept her still and silent. She was now his prize. Are you trying to get a death sentence? Pulling swords on a fellow soldier. Its what you will get if you continue to disobey. I would hate for a fine warrior to end such a way because of a whore. If she was cleared you seek permission to take them for your personal use Growling at him. You need to learn to walk away sooner Joscelin did not really blame him for saving the girl but personal feelings did not hold much weight in the army. It was unusual for her brother to clear one so young but if one of the men had personally brought her in and requested it was not like him to deny the request. Younger ones were prizes, at least for the first couple of guys and their screams died to acceptance. By and large the men did not care what they fucked as long as it was female. Running a hand through her hair, she still appeared aggravated. Frustrated. Her body still craved a release of the tension and adrenaline. Battle always hyped her up and it left on its own it could take days to work out of her system. Typically a good fuck helped although she was less than interested in the men of the army. Now that they were drunk they really held no interest. And herself play had just been interrupted. Now her mind was turning to a bottle of wine that was waiting in her tent. Get the bitch back to your tent and out of sight
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

Jericho cursed under his breath when she interfered even though he knew very well that is what she would do. When she began dragging the girl away he looked at the two men and whispered somthing that sounded like your lucky before tuning to walk after her placing his swords back into their sheaths as he walked the clicking sound they made echoed through the silence that had come over the fire area. When he stopped and had the girl thrown at his feet he bent down and helped her to her feet acting as though Joscelin was not even talking. Once she was on her feet he turned his attention to his fellow soldier his ice blue eyes holding all the patiance of an aged monk. A death sentence would be easier to handle then the atrocities of those creatures I have to call my fellow soldiers. I would not have really killed them anyways only hurt them....badly He sighed and took his glasses off placing them in the pocket of his shirt and rubbed his brow taking in a deep breath So if you deam it so necessary then report what I have done to your brother and have me executed I care not but I was not about to stand by and watch this young girl be ravaged by those pigs just because she made the mistake of being the daughter of an enemy soldier. Enough damage was done to her when we killed her father today on the battlefield He glared at her I will not apologize for doing what I did. He sighed and pointed to to a tent about 50ft away.Girl go to that tent and get some rest I will bring you some food. She nodded and rushed to the tent. As soon as she was gone he turned back to Joscelin.There she is in my tent and out of your sight. He bowedIs there anything else you want me for malady When he looked up there was a cocky grin on his face
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

I am not asking for an apology I am telling you to be a little smarter next time There are ways to do it Joscelin growled at him. She had to close her eyes to try to control her temper. Yeah she had her familys temper, she was rarely in as control of it as her brother. She told herself that she did not need to. There was no chance she would make the rank of general. There were not enough men to form a unit that would follow a woman into battle. I am not entirely sure why you choose to stay with this unit when you cannot stand the soldiers. There are units that are not so barbaric. He had asked her a similar question before. Unlike him she did not have the option to leave. This was where her brother was. Leaving him was not possible. His presence offered protection that she would otherwise be denied or would be forced to fight for every day.
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

He stood and straightned himself out. He knew of her temper as he had been on the recieving end of it many times while they were in training together. Usually because of his ridiculous sense of humor. He waited for it to appear like she had regained some of her composhure he smiled softly and sighed. Honestly he did not really know why he stayed with this military unit. He took a moment to think about her question then shrugged again.I have no earthly idea why I stay with this unit...To be honest I just never really imagined myself fighting along side anyone else besides you and your brother. He chuckled softly and sighedBesides with the competition around here it was really easy to make it to a leadership position. He smiled and bowed lightlyI will let you return to your party malady. I apologize for disturbing you. I will try to keep better control of my convictions from now on.
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

You said that the last time Her tone suggested that she thought he was mocking her. If anyone else had mocked her or called her a lady she would have proven them very wrong. He was either a fool or very fortunate. At the moment she was leaning toward the former but that was only frustration talking. You could transfer. Even as she said it, the thought made her sad. He had been with the army for some time. And almost like a brother to her. Considering how many men she had known in that time, it was a compliment. Very few made a real impact in her life. In a life that death was everywhere and it was a constant struggle it was hard to find kindred spirits. My mood is ruined Looking back toward the cries and screams it was hard to say that it had not been ruined before now. The things one got use to. What once use to make her sick from a distance she now almost looked forward to watching. Not going as far as to wish one of those women was her, but how much longer? Only a few months had passed since her brother took over this unit. Unable to put a stop to the rapes he had regulated it, applied rules and restrictions. Not that the women could tell. Have fun with the little bitch, I hope she was worth it. Turning, Joscelin started toward her tent. Hoping to drink herself to sleep. Walking away from one of the few men in the camp that was no drunk and probably capable of still performing. Maybe that was a small mercy for the women, another an hour and most of the men would barely be able to stand, let alone get it up and perform. Gods have mercy on them in the morning though.
Thread: ~ Victory Celebration ~ {AzelStormrose}

He sighed and noddedAye I know I said that last time, and not to mock you but I will probably say it next time to. He chuckled and sighed You know I could never transfer from this untit. Whether I agree with the things that happen or not I would not abandon you to have to fight alongside these beasts alone. He had always gone out of his way to keep a close eye on Joscelin. He had always cared for her but now he was having a hard time denying how strong his feelings were getting. I apologize for ruining your mood Joscelin. When he caught glimpse of her stareing back at the fire before walking away he had the nerve to speak up one last time.I am not going to touch that girl. In fact I will probably give her food and send her with a warm blanket towards the nearest neutral town to be safe. He went to turn away but stopped glancing back at her one last time.This war has changed you Joscelin...If what was happening by that fire had happened when we first joined this military you would have been right there with your blade against their throats.Except you would have actually cut them to their spine. With that he turned and walked over to his tent opening the flap and handing her two days of rations and one of his wool blankets along with a daggerTake these and go. Do not look back and do not stop until you are in the next town. It is 3 miles to the west take the road right outside my tent. Go now child. The girl nodded nervously and ran soon she had disapeared into the darkness. After she was gone Jericho layed down and closed his eyes. There would be fighting tomorrow and he needed rest
Thread: Alex in wonderland

Alex's green eyes travelled up the massive door what...the heck? he whispered to himself looking at the knob how....and im gonna do this? the boy walked towards the door, and sighed softly, he wore a light blue shirt and black pants, his hair a light brown almost blond colour hello?! he called, wondering where the heck that rabbit person had gotten off too, his eyes staying on the giant door, and in perticular the shiny doorknob.