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Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

He felt an acrid splash of a liquid, only to realize that it was a slightly yellowish color. It was then that a fury brewed within him. Despite that, his fingers seemingly continued to pressure her towards an orgasm, but his hands immediately left soon after, with him wiping his hands onto her blouse to try and remove that icky sensation of urine upon his fair skin. Oh...you'll pay dearly for that. Very, VERY dearly. he whispered, taking yet another picture of her helpless frame, taking note of the slightly wetness on her panties and her pantyhose. Pissing yourself like that...how disgusting. he said, pushing aside the ropes and her panties as he made her spread out her legs, just as people walked past. Urinate. Now. he commanded, wanting to humiliate her with the act of a bound girl being forced to urinate in public. If she really wanted to harm him with that...she'd sure get what's coming to her! When she was done, he then took a new round of rope, instead taking the 'leash' she was bound to and extending it, throwing it above a branch and tying it to the ground the moment she was on her toes. If you cum, I'm going to leave you dangling like that! he said, smiling. Then, he took the duffel bag, walking back towards the bathroom. It didn't look like anyone else noticed her, but a few kids looked her way and what looked like a couple was busy talking about her. Eyes did turn, but very few paid much attention to her aside from the fact she was rather indecent tied up like that, struggling to free herself... Meanwhile, Johnathan washed his hands and brought the briefcase along. If she was going to fake her incontinence, he was surely going to torture her severely for this deed! Instead, he began to haul everything over, walking back towards his slave who remained tied up in semi-visible area. where some COULD see her if they passed by the road.
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Sylvia snorted around the gag at him, as if that would make her piss herself!. She put up a struggle, even as her legs were spread, doing her best to hold it in. It didn't last long, and she was peeing on the ground, shame having her even wetter from arousal. Although when she was tied up and standing on her tip toes, she thrashed as he walked away, muffling her screams as she saw people looking. Still, that didn't stop her from thrashing. Although, it led to an orgasm, her whole body shaking as she came. When Jonathan came back, she was struggling anew again, and just as Jonathan came close, another orgasm rocked her frame, causing Sylvia to squirt a bit as she came, her whole body thrashing and shaking as her abused and sensitive clit helped with her orgasm. Panting, she struggled to remain on her tip toes, glaring at the other male as she stood there, her legs quivering from exhaustion, the rope and her panties were completely soaked now, as was her clothing from sweat. More of the outline of her bra was obvious now.
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

If Johnathan showed you a picture of Sylvia before this all happened, you'd be convinced that the platinum-silver haired girl was an orderly, dignified woman with a bright future. In contrast to that, she looked haggard, messy, wet and utterly embarrassed. With a picture of her wide-legged, ball gagged, bound and urinating, her hopes for a bright future would end almost instantly when he would release the photos he had taken of her. Orgasm after orgasm wracked her body, this time she pretty much burst from orgasming yet again, her hypersensitive body sweating and pretty much leaking pussy fluids. He took a few pictures, despite her weak resistance the snapshots were taken, displaying her tired frame, sweating and reeking of erotica. He watched as her little tip toes tried to keep to the position lest she grind against the ropes and the knot at her crotchrope. He pulled at the rope, forcing her up and even lifting her tip toes half an inch off the ground, shoes leaving their contact on the floor was, momentarily, all of her weight was supported onto her crotchrope. Man, you're leaking like a faucet! Who knew that your slutty body was also a squirt?! It was like...she WAS born to become a masochist, a man's plaything. By now, it was getting dark so he had to get towards the final part of the so called-session. Taking her blouse, he tore it up extremely rudely, letting her bra free. Her arms must be getting sore, her clit hypersensitive, her drooling mouth held ajar for too long...he absolutely loved it watching a stream of spittle settle onto her breast. Taking another shot, he removed the rope that held her up, shortening the leash as he removed the ball gag, letting it hang onto her neck like a pendant of her shame. Now, you have disobeyed me by not only cumming once, but doing it twice without my commands. Now, I have a little proposition to make either you'll spend all of tonight in rough bondage or I'll stay over at your room for even more kinky fun. If you report this to the police or anyone I'll be sure to ruin your life permanently. Am I clear? he asked, smirking as he knew he had the upper hand. He did delete that picture...but surely, not the rest of it!
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Everything was sore now, even when he pulled her up onto her tip toes and off the ground, her pussy could only drool in response. Thrashing, she felt her aching sore body twitch. She glared at Jonathan, her blouse torn open, revealing her barely restrained breasts as the bra held her breasts back. She glared at him, the proposition sounding horrible either way. Her legs had pretty much given out now, so she half sat, half leaned against the tree as her legs felt like jello. She said, her mouth still sore Fuck you, I don't want either of those options. Howabout I castrate you instead? Struggling some more, she said I'd rather walk home in my bra and skirt, than deal with you. Of course he could always make interesting by spreading her open with a giant vibrator spearing her in both holes. Hell, he could even remove her bra and put painful clips on her nipples to act like pasties and use them along with the crotch rope to lead her home. So many options for him. Either way, Sylvia wasn't going to accept the rough bondage, so he'd get to follow her home for kinky fun and to use and abuse her body as he saw fit.
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Oh this girl, defiant until the end. How cute! If she liked digging her own grave, then this was going to be a very good time he'll be having with her. My, that option is rather unappealing and you don't seem to be co-operating. I feel that mouth of yours needs to be really needs to be shut tight. he said, smiling as he took the ball gag once again, telling her kindly If you resist, you'll make things worse for you. If you simply submit and follow my words, I'll make things easier for you. he whispered, So, feel free to resist, it'll make things ALOT more interesting for me! he said, gently fitting the gag against her will, pushing it in behind her teeth to get her drooling once again. It looks like she'll be walking home in bondage, then! But first...he should wait until it becomes suitably dark! Well...he ought to get back to work! It was almost dark out, so he had a few things to mind before walking her back home! Pulling the crotchrope along, it forced her to either continue walking and loosen the slack or resist, forcing the rope to rub and slide against her engorged pussy lips. Given how soiled and wet her panties were it served only to stick to her soaked pussy like a second skin. When he managed to force some movement onto her they walked deeper and deeper into the forest. It was a place some students go to take drugs or perhaps get some quick pussy before going back. No one could hear them here...which must be precisely why he went there! He walked towards 'Crackpot Clearing' , a place with a small stone pit where vandals would either hang out late at night or people would share a communal smoke. He chose a tree just behind the main treeline enough to hide her, but enough to expose her if someone looked close enough. Throwing her to the flooring, he took the ropes, throwing some above a tree. There, he attached some rope onto her box-tied arms. Gosh, how sore and how numb are they getting?! Tying her up, he made it so that she hung by the ropes, yet used the crotchrope to leverage her up, applying constant pressure there. Afterwards, he tied her knees together, making sure all the ropes were taut and tight. Then, as the finishing touch, he added what looked like a rope bra around her breasts, making it so that her tits were well accentuated. Then he tied each ankle to her thighs, to complete the bondage . The ropes were extremely tight and unyielding. At around the night hours, crackheads and goons often come along here...maybe they'll enjoy seeing you! he chuckled, smiling as he walked away, but not after pinning what looked like a letter near her tattered blouse. He walked off to grab some dinner, leaving his captive Sylvia trapped in bondage near a place some may see her...
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Sylvia fought the other male, shrieking behind the ball gag, her words sounding more like muffled grunts and cries. Struggling against the ropes some more, she screamed into the ball gag as she was lifted off the ground. God it hurt so bad yet felt so good! She continued to struggle, not caring about the puddle forming beneath her. Fifteen minutes later found her exhausted, having orgasmed again. Now, it just hurt, everything hurt. When she heard voices, she struggled harder, keeping as quiet as she could so as to not be discovered. Another fifteen minutes later found her completely lax and submissive in her bonds, too tired to put up a fight, her body too sore to move, and circulation to most of her body had been cut off. Now, when she heard voices approaching, all she could do was twitch, and go as still as possible, even while knowing that she was going to be seen. All she could manage to do was glare around the ball gag, drool continuing to pour out of her mouth as she looked helpless in this bound and gagged position, her body completely sore and boneless from the ropes tying her up.
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

For dinner, he had himself a little Panini. He was in the mood for something different, so he stopped by an Indian restaurant. He was running half an hour, though he had every right to be concerned given how the tight bondage might start putting her limbs to sleep. Despite the dangers of leaving her there bound and free for all to abuse, he was willing to take that risk to break her in. This was to be the most strenuous bondage position she was to take yet. And to think this all started from a wanton grope in the subway...he felt so very guilty doing this to an otherwise innocent and seemingly pure girl. Yet, as he browsed through the images he found himself almost...stroking his manhood, how awkward it was because he was standing in line. Yes...there was no turning back now. She dangled there for what felt like forever until voices could be heard. Yes, feel walked as a group of students walked down the path, barely missing her. She was, literally, exposed past the foliage. These were some underclassmen, though they took a smoke, joked about and took some alcohol with them. Man, you know that girl, Smith? Yeah, Sylvia? I really want to fuck her. said one, flushing slightly from the effects of the alcohol, throwing some into the fire as they gathered up, talking tales and such, Y'know, I just wanna go...boomboom boom on that ass! Yeah, she wears that pantyhose too...what a prissy slut. I bet you she's real tight down there. A virgin too! No way! I heard she banged this guy like, awhile ago! Yes, their words did seem abrasive as they partied out, chuckling and talking all about their school the teachers they hated, the subjects they sucked at and all sorts of experiences. Meanwhile, the bondage continued to hold her steady...was she really going to be discovered by these people, helpless and completely tied up?
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Sylvia started to squirm as she heard voices and her name. No! No! They couldn't discover her like this, nearly naked, drooling and looking like a wanton slut, tied up the way she was! She'd never live it down. She clenched her pussy painfully, horrified, that even while in pain, she was still wet. If they discovered her now, she couldn't put up a fight. Her limbs had long since gone numb which meant she would essentially be boneless, a helpless mound of flesh for them to fuck, to grope, molest and abuse. Sylvia prayed long and hard that they didn't notice her, knowing that if they discovered her, her life at school was over. She'd have to move schools, change names, start a whole new life! She couldn't imagine it! Even as she panicked, she dripped pussy juices, the fear, the shame, the humiliation, all served to turn her on, even if she was embarrassed.
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Their raucous laughter continued on, well into the night. Even one student tore off his shirt and threw it into the fire, running around with a burning shirt. Such recklessness...just what would happen if she was discovered by this crowd?! Forced to take drugs, raped repeatedly pregnant with their deviant children...such a future! One student popped open a cork of vodka, vomiting into the fire pit as they continued to drink and talk away their problems. One even pulled down his girlfriend's skirt, immediately licking away her pussy as they laughed, drank and even had sex in the woods. One man slouched over and continued to hobble over, holding a bottle of vodka. He stank heavily of alcohol, leaning over to take a piss beside the tree she hung from. He was half-muttering the lyrics of a song he was mumbling out, only to barf just a few steps away from her, on the tree she hung from. It was clear he was so drunk that it was hard to tell what he would do next. Ughhmm...W-who the fuck are you? he asked, his hand reaching out to the soft peachy flesh of her breasts, tearing away her bra callously. Mhmhmm...soft...aren't they...euhuguhguhu he began to lick away at her tits, softly reaching over to her pussy as he tasted her salty-sweet juices. It was clear that he was drunk, probably thinking she was just a hallucination, but the orgasm that came was all too real. Hey Albert, are ye masturbating over there?! Noo...t-there's pussy...here... he said, as the others followed along. They were all drunk out of their minds, but...their eyes did behold her bound form. W-whhhaat the fuck? Is she like...flying? asked one, as he drew his knife and cut the rope that she hung from. There, she was thrown to the ground, her bound and helpless form completely exposed. When they got a closer look, their said Ahhh...i-ishh an angel... he said, surprised that she couldn't talk as their tongue and hands began to fondle her. The girlfriends, still rather horny, grew jealous. You remind me of that bitch over at our school! she said, taking a branch that was sawed off and pushing it into her pussy as they cut away her crotchrope, How that does feel, bitch?! Huh?! Huh?! Their laughter continued on, in their drunken haze they abused what they thought a woman who was hazed, unaware that it was the very pretty girl named Sylvia Smith. The branch was taken away when they noticed it was rather wet. What a shlut! cried one as he immediately whipped out his dick, threatening to put it inside of her...
Thread: Wanton lust - The Disappearance (Yami X QB)

Sylvia was absolutely horrified when she was discovered. Struggling, she tried to make a sound around the gag, unfortunately nothing came out other than noises that sounded more like animalistic grunts than words or even formation of words. When her bra was ripped away and her breasts groped, she screeched around the gag, writhing as she tried to get away. Her horror and humiliation only increased when she was discovered by more people. She cried out around the gag when she was cut down and fell to the ground. Struggling weakly, her struggles not even a struggle because of how sore her body was and she had no feeling in her limbs. She squirmed as they fondled her, wanting to get away but unable to move. When the branch was pushed in, she screamed, her body convulsing around the branch as her juices coated the branch. Letting out a muffled shriek as the branch was removed, her shriek changed into a cry of terror as she tried to wriggle away from the dick, looking more like an inching backwards caterpillar, with her breasts jiggling with the movement. Really, she looked so fucking pathetic with the way she squirmed.
Thread: Anybody up for a roleplay?

I'm in mood for some quick smutty roleplay, so PM me if you want.
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Bumpity.
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MiseryChord said Hi, Looking for a quick smutty roleplay to start up! I usually play with just males but have expanded my horizons to females also! Though I'm not big on playing a futa. Also would love brothersister incest! I hope to hear from you soon! Click to expand...
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Always ready
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PM'd you!
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Pm'd back
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Badumpiddy!
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i just read your post, I like to know your interest in RP, let me know how we can start i am new here. Thanks
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bumping up
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Are you open to Looong term RP with sexual driven?
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I am. What did you have in mind?
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MiseryChord said I am. What did you have in mind? Click to expand... Well I have alot of cravings so hard to put a point on it but I am lacking on the incest RPs Shall I link my request thread in PM?
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Why certainly!
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Thread: The Religious and the Delinquent (Ryax + RV)

When her father had dropped the news, she'd been shocked, horrified almost. They were leaving the country because he was appointed an important diplomatic position in another country? More to be precise, Japan, a country where the Catholic church didn't have much influence? Then came the biggest revelation and shock for her, she'd protested the moment he stopped talking. She was to attend a Japanese school, without any knowledge of the language what so ever. But he'd had that covered, she received a private tutor later that day, teaching her Japanese to the point where she knew it fluently. Luckily, she had an ear for languages, or she'd never have understood anything. That was three months before this day, but as she was riding in the back of the big sedan with her father, the driver staying silent up front, she thought back on the day when he'd told her. She'd been there a week, and it was time she begun studying again. Do you think they'll like me, Father? She asked softly, looking over at the tall man in his suit sitting next to her. Don't worry, Lisa, you'll be fine sweetheart. Her father replied calmly, the school coming into view of her window as she let out a sigh. This would be the first day of her new life as a student in Japan, a transfer even. She'd received the school uniform, but found the skirt too short so she'd supplemented with her own skirt in an identical colour. As the driver pulled up outside the gates, she opened the door, slipping outside. She wore a pair of tennis shoes, the knee length stockings that were part of the uniform in white, a navy blue skirt that went to her knees. Beneath those, she had a pair of white panties, and covering her upper body, a white, matching bra along with the standard buttoned up shirt, tie and uniform jacket. She looked perfectly presentable, though obviously foreign with her pale skin. As she made her way, somewhat insecure and nervous, she remembered where she was headed, her auburn hair flowing lightly in the breeze as she walked towards the front doors, a shoulderbag on her shoulder containing the books she'd be needing along with money for lunch and her cellphone. Around her neck hung a silver crucifix, in the pocket of her jacket lay her rosebeads, one hand gently in and holding it, counting and silently praying around it. She didn't want to say anything as she got to her classroom, knocking on the door. She then entered, seeing everyone where there, and she was a bit late. The teacher turning towards her, a somewhat old lady, yet she had a nice smile and seemed to recognise her.
Thread: The Religious and the Delinquent (Ryax + RV)

Lisa bowed, thanking the teacher and the rest of the class for the warm welcome, turning to bow to them too. She knew enough about Japanese customs to know how to greet others and behave around others. Thank you Ma'm. She said softly, hearing the words about Sora as she then noticed he was the only one not wearing the traditional uniform. Not that it mattered to her, she knew there were no rules for their year when it came to clothing, as long as it was appropriate and the teachers didn't complain. So she noticed three vacant spots, one next to a girl who seemed overly excited, one next to Sora, the delinquent she'd been suggested to avoid, and the final spot, all alone in the back of the class. Biting her lower lip, Lisa knew she had limited time as she made up her mind quickly. There was no way she would sit alone, though as she moved through the rows, she could feel everyone's gaze on her, especially the boys. Obviously they weren't used to foreign girls as she felt a blush on her pale cheeks. The empty seat next to the girl was on the row before Sora. Though she was in debate as she slowly walked towards the end. She then decided, she'd try and sit next to Sora, even if he was a delinquent, or looked a lot like it, she was sure she would be able to make something good come of it. Everyone seemed disappointed though as she slipped into the seat next to him, pulling a strand of hair back behind her ear, giving her the chance to look at him out of the corner of her eye as she picked her books out, noticing where they were before also picking a notebook out. Though the weird part of her was, she couldn't take notes in Japanese, everything she wrote was done in the latin alphabet, in Italian, so if he watched, he would probably not understand anything. Though she followed along easily, sharing her thoughts on the topics they crossed, she seemed to almost ignore Sora. At least until the end where the project was announced. It was then that she was struck with the cruel reality of what was going to happen. Their teacher stopped the class ten minutes before, reminding them of the project in pairs, though as Lisa had just joined that day, the teacher gave her a slightly sad look, letting her know she would have to be paired up with Sora for it. And Sora, I plead you, be gentle on her and help her. If not for your sake, then at least for her sake. She said, letting the class off a moment later.