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Thread: UNDER MY THUMB......Shamelessdesires and British Honey32

Veronica put down her wine glass and walked past her captive, nude, gagged and flailing helplessly as the hook penetrated her deeply and the clamps bit into her nipples the more she tried to fight them....she opened the cabinet built into the wall and on both sides of the inside of the cabinet doors were pictures....photos of young girls like her, in various positions of torture, penetration and forced sex...many of them appeared to be taken in the same pose and situation her new slave was in....there were dozens!!, all of them gagged, tears running down, clamped..... just to let you know your'e far from my first conquest, my little slut, she explained, showing the pictures proudly as if they were trophies....I'm a professional dominatrix, in case you haven't figured it out yet.....slave owners come to me with their slaves to be more extensively trained....girls are much easier to train them guys because it's easier to mentally recondition them....brainwashing, if you will....besides....I'm a lesbian and it's just more of a personal preference.... Veronica took her whip and struck her across her tummy 3 of 4 times, concentrating on her navel.....she was enjoying watching her slave struggle, moan and twitch....coming back around to her ass, she took the whip and delivered blows across her cheeks, sending the hook just a bit deeper..... get this straight, she said, setling back in her lounger and picking back up her wine glass..... you now belong to me....there is no escape....as you already are aware, this room is soundproof and you'll be spending the vast majority of your time here. When I feel you deserve leniency and you finally decide to behave and obey, you will then be allowed some freedom and be alowed to come upstairs, even though you will be leashed..... She got up, walked over to her captive and pushed the dildo deeper inside..... silly, stupid slut....the more you try and resist me, the longer you will stay here like that....personally, I love watchng you like this, so it's no skin off my ass....I can keep you here indefnitely.... She walked over to the counter where the toys and devices were laid out....not looking over at her slave, she continued....you will be fucked, often and whenever I choose to do so....your body now belongs to me....you will learn how to properly please me by eating me and sucking my tits whenever I call for it....you will continue to be kept caged when not useful to me..... She went over and brought a bullet vibe, turned it on high and, pulling the rope to the side squeezed it inside her beside the ice cold dildo until her pussy lips sucked it all the way inside.....the buzzing vibration sent sensation through the dildo as well, and Veronica watched gleefully as her captive moaned..... let me know when you've had enough punishment so you can be released....
Thread: UNDER MY THUMB......Shamelessdesires and British Honey32

Monika watched the woman set down her wineglass and stride across the room to the cabinet in the corner. Monika tried to focus on the woman, rifling through the drawer but the pain was too great for her focus. She walked across the room, smiling wryly as she held a handful of pictures out for her to examine. Monika listened intently, as the woman explained she was a professional dominatrix. She looked at the pictures, girls in similar positions, some in worse than her. All the girls completely bedraggled and beaten, they looked totally defeated. As she finished her sentence, the last words, personal preference, hit her the hardest. Those words struck her as she wasn't getting out of here any time soon. Monika sagged her head, thinking but also trying to hide her tears, not wanting the woman to see she was breaking her. Then the whip slapped her three times, hard across the navel, hitting her toned stomach muscles with extreme pain. Then she worked her way around her, slapping her ass even more with the whip, jerking her body forward with each subsequent smack. Monika wanted to cry, just break down and sob between the physical pain and mental picture this woman was painting. The woman continued on with the rules and expectations as Monika bowed her head, trying to ignore her. Being defiant, not willing to submit to this woman. Then she watched as the woman walked past her, then she heard a familiar vibrating noise. She didn't dare raise her head, as the woman walked behind her moving the rope around. Monika jerked her head up more violently than before, tears streaming down her face as the vibrating bullet combined with the cold hook went off inside her. Her legs trembled, and when she regained control of her failing muscles she began to kick and scream trying to force the vibrator out of her.
Thread: UNDER MY THUMB......Shamelessdesires and British Honey32

well, you certainly don't intend to make this easy, do you slut? Veronica said sternly as she watched her captive trying valiantly to push the objects out of her pussy.... fine, have it your way, she said....untying the harness and savagely yanking out the vaginal intruders, she took them and threw them on the floor, obviously pissed.... tried to be nice to you, but you wanted to be a rebellious bitch....all right.......she went to the cabinet and brought over a large diameter dildo, about 10 inches by 3 inches in circumference. It had 2 thin hoses connected to it and a squeezebulb.... this is an inflatable dildo, she explained as she rammed it up her captive's pussy.....no need to tie this in place, for reasons you will sortly discover..... she reached up and pulled out the ballgag....she wanted to hear her captive scream and beg.....she pressed on the bulb repeatedly.....it began to swell up bigger and bigger.....she could tell her slave was experiencing pain by the looks of her eyes but continued pressing on the squeezebulb.... the more you resist me, the more I will torture you, she reminded her as she squeezed the bulb again and again.....even as far inside as she slipped it in her pussy, she could see the black rubber cylinder inside her slave grow and grow, stretching her pussy wider and wider....soon the pain would become unbearable.... she reached up and yanked at the girl's tits, watching her wince in pain....she looked up....my, those precious nipples of yours look so sore....it's a shame you won't make this easier on yourself and submit...I just hope you HAVE any nipples left by the time you come to your senses.... .....she squeezed hard on the bulb once more....
Thread: UNDER MY THUMB......Shamelessdesires and British Honey32

Monika breathed heavily through her nose as the woman yanked the dildo and hook out of her. She stopped kicking her legs and stood still thankful the pain was over. Then the woman threatened her further and revealed a rather large dildo. Monika's eyes widened as the woman rammed it inside her. It wasn't so bad at first then the woman began to pump air into the dildo, slowly inflating it inside her. Monika felt the giant black dildo squeeze inside her slit, as it expanded against her moist pussy. The woman took the ball gag out of her mouth demanding her to beg. Monika's knees buckled as the huge fake cock expanded inside her. She didn't want to beg and give her the satisfaction but the pain grew worse and worse. Then the woman made a comment about her tender looking nipples before squeezing the ball again. The pain from the dildo and the constant attention to her tits was unbearable. Monika thought maybe if she begged and acted pitiful she might gain some sympathy. The woman squeezed one more time, causing Monika to scream out in pain. Tears rolled down her cheeks, her spit grew sticky and coated her tongue making words hard to pronounce. Monika tried to formulate her next sentence as best as she could. Please, stop, I'll be good, I'll be good. Monika cried out, sobbing as the words left her mouth. Please no more, I'll do anything to stop the pain. Monika desperately trying to get her to stop.
Thread: UNDER MY THUMB......Shamelessdesires and British Honey32

Now then, Veronica crowd in triumph, so content with herself that she finally broke her initial resistance....that's more like it......she reched for the winch, brought down the cords holding her tits above her and disconnected them, but leaving the clamps firmly on...keeping her wrists tightly bound behind her, she draagged her by the arm over to a long padded bench at the far end of the room... get on the bench, slut, she demanded and then proceeded to make her lay on her back, tied her feet together and secured the rope to an eyelet at the end of the bench....with her hands still bound beneath, she was again helpless.... Veronica reached down and pulled off her panties and walked over to the still apprehensive and struggling captive....bringing up a stool, she sood on it and ever so slowly, straddled her legs on either side of her captive's head....lowering her smooth, clean shaven pussy directly over her face, she squatted down, burying her cunt over her slave's mouth.... eat me, bitch, she commanded......open your mouth and make it worth something beside screaming and begging.......she began to bounce on her face....get that tongue of yours and shove it inside me...get your lips and suck my pussy lips..... reaching down to get her crop, she held it in her hand and waved it menancingly at her.... do a good job or I swear, the positions you've been in are nothing compared to the pain I WILL inflict....
Thread: Sweet sexy twins (Aryail & Zipline)

Lizzie was sleeping like a princess on her own bed, the sheets covering her completely, keeping her warm and cozy despite the average temperatures of late spring. She barely made a noise while sleeping although she moved a lot and, in consequence. her long dark hair ended up all over the pillow, typically covering her face too. She was seventeen years old and she was fully developed by now. She was really attractive although she wasn't all that popular at high school. She usually hanged out with her sister, almost exclusively and she was known for not allowing any boy to touch a hair of her. Lizzie had bluishgreenish eyes, depending on the light. She was only about 5'2'' height, although most of the time she wore high heels in order to compensate. Still, she had a great pair of legs and a firm ass that she liked to show off with her outfits. Just like her bust, super perky and average sized, she loved to tease with some cleavage. But now she was just on her PJ black shorts, matching panties and a loose top, snoozing happily under her white sheets.
Thread: Sweet sexy twins (Aryail & Zipline)

Claire slept in the room next to Lizzie's, attached by a bathroom. She slept in a tank top, without a bra and some tight short shorts with a thong underneath. Usually, she wore short denim shorts and band tees, which was simple despite her looks. She had blue green eyes, like her sister, with dark brown hair that fell to her breasts. Speaking of breasts, they were one of the biggest at her school. She had an average sized ass, but it was tight enough to get some stares as well. Her height was about 5'4'', which was slightly taller than her twin sister, just enough to look older than her, although they were both seventeen. The sun hit her eyelids at around ten in the morning on a Saturday. She rose out of bed, yawning and stretching her arms. She threw back the covers and went to her closet, stripping and putting on a tight black tank top with a white anchor design on it with some ripped jean shorts. She ducked into her bathroom, running a brush through her straight hair, pinning back her bangs. She pounded on her sisters side of the bathroom door, smirking and waiting to see what they had planned for the day.
Thread: Elder Scrolls (Longterm)

I never ever played that game at all I'm sorry, I'm more into fandom role plays like The Avengers good luck with your role play search.
Thread: IM Smut Search | OPEN (Important Update Concerning YIM)

RE smut search 3 anthro female oc found here 3 Hey. New to the site, but pretty comfortable with roleplaying ravenous, passionate doms. I'd be open to playing a Lycan or a full-fledged sentient Hellhound with you.
Thread: IM Smut Search | OPEN (Important Update Concerning YIM)

RE Smut Search OPEN Updated and craving again. 3
Thread: IM Smut Search | OPEN (Important Update Concerning YIM)

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Thread: IM Smut Search | OPEN (Important Update Concerning YIM)

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Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

The tavern was alive with song and dance as it usually was. Miners, guards, farmers, and peasants alike were enjoying an evening in the small tavern. The tavern was located deep within the massive city, in one of the seedier districts. It was for this reason, that the tavern saw it's share of cut-purses, mercenaries, and prostitutes. All looking to either wind down from a long day, or strum up some business, occasionally both. Aside from the alcohol, and the tavern's tendency to play fast and loose with the law, the tavern was famed for it's exotic dancers and lively music. On this eve, Elistrianna, known by El or Eli by those she considered close, was on the small stage. Her skin bore a rich tan, of which most was showing. Long, straight, and shiny raven hair descended down to the base of her back, as chin length bangs framed her face. Her golden eyes popped against her tan skin, and dark hair. She was tall, and quite well endowed. Her bust was impressive in size, being a D-cup or larger, covered barely by a colorful purple and gold cloth. A skirt of similar coloring descended down only one leg, leaving the other exposed all the way to the top of her hip. She cut a sharp hour glass figure, and always bore a confident and welcoming smile. Her voice brought with it the sounds of distant eastern lands, reflected in her exotic appearance, though she spoke the local tongue quite well. She was wildly intelligent, and more than a little mischievous. Even with as open and welcoming as she was, she bore a secret. A deep hatred for the royal family and it's mis-dealings. Eyeing the face of the nation's young prince in the crowd, she focused her seductive techniques on the young man, hoping to lure him in with her most erotic display.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda felt nervious. She didn't like the way the people in this district looked at her, especially the men. Of course, she knew that if anything happened to her, those men would pay a penalty involving real nutcrackers used for breaking walnuts, hot irons, and things happening to thier nether regions that would send shivers down the spine of the hardest men. There were so many taverns and brothels in the capital, she didn't know why her younger brother had to choose this one. Esmeralda was the oldest daughter of the Queen, and the first in line for the throne. Her beloved brother came after her, and after him, her spoiled little sisters, in the order they were born. Of course, with her cloak pulled over her dark dress, no one knew she was a princess, let alone thier future queen. All they saw was a pretty 18 year old girl with rich raven-colored hair in a braid spilling out of her hood, pale skin, and piercing blue eyes. The plain dress Esmeralda wore did nothing to hide her massive breasts - E-cups, for sure - nor her flat stomach. She looked like any other peasant woman. Though there was something in that cold stare that warned men away. She was not interested in men. Her tastes were more for the fairer sex. The only male she truly liked sat beside her her younger brother, dressed similarly in a cloak and peasant's clothing. Her attitude changed when she saw the most beautiful woman come to dance. She was obviously from somewhere in the east, possibly along the coast. Her skimpy clothing was quite revealing, and her breasts almost as big as her own. Esmeralda couldn't help but stare, taking in the woman's performance. With what grace she moved! It was so fluid and supple. Esmeralda had seen plenty of dances, but this was incredible. Her heart began to beat faster as she stared intently at this woman, focusing in on the way her stomach moved and flexed with each pulse of the rhythm.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Realizing that her provocative performance was attracting attention, as it so often did, Elistrianna stepped it up a notch. In truth, she had little interest in the opposite sex, men only ever seemed interested in one thing. Not to be mistaken, she didn't hate men. Many of the employees of the tavern were men, and each of them were very dear friends of hers. Her display grew even more sensual as her practiced twirls and movements showed all the skin they could without putting her completely on display. She held that dance as long as she could before she began to grow tired, offering a silent signal for some of the other girls to take her place on the stage. She stepped down into the tavern room offering an apologetic smile and a blown kiss at the general groan of displeasure. She paused by the bar, swallowing back an unfinished ale that she had started prior to her dance. She gave the barkeep a brief embrace and a kiss on his cheek before disappearing into the back room. She couldn't make her move here. Not in the view of the public. She could only hope that her dance had caught the attention she desired. She hastily removed her dress and top, wiping the sweat from her brow. She offered a quiet sigh, before dawning her traditional clothes. Baggy red pants, and a loose fitting white shirt that put her cleavage on display. She exited the tavern through the back door, beginning her slow walk down the road, occasionally looking over her shoulder to see if she'd attracted her desired target.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

When the dancer finally exited the stage, both Esmeralda and her brother rose from thier seats. They paused to look at each other. Where are you going? they asked at the same time. I would like to thank that dancer for that exquisite performance, the young prince said. No, you're not, Esmeralda said. You're either going home to mother, or you're staying to have another beer, and watch the next act. And where are you going, dear sister? I'm going to thank that dancer for that exquisite performance, Esmeralda said. Her brother's mouth dropped. I am the oldest, and it is my right. Can't you ever show any interest in men? Every woman I like ends up sleeping in your bed. You're... You know mother needs for you to marry. How will you - how will you pass on the inheritance if you don't marry? I'll marry when I have to, lay with a man, when I have to, and let him give me a daughter or a son. In the meantime, I wish to have my fun. And I won't have a baby brother stop me. Damedra is the baby, not me! Do you have any younger brothers? No? I didn't think so. You're still my baby brother, even if you have younger sisters. Now sit down, have another beer, and look, that girl looks kinda cute. I think she likes you. Without waiting for a reply, Esmeralda took off. She slipped into the backroom unchallenged. Her obvious feminine figure and her massive breasts allowed her easy access. A few casual answers directed her out the back, armed with a description of the dancer. She stepped onto the street and looked both ways. The woman in red trousers and a white cleavage bearing shirt wasn't hard to spot. It was as if she was waiting for Esmeralda to come follow her. Esmeralda strode toward her with a purpose, sucking in her stomach and puffing out her breasts.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Elistrianna sighed deeply when she caught sight of the woman pursuing her. That wasn't the intended target at all. She continued walking for a short while, until she entered a far quieter section of the district, finally turning to face the woman following her. She seemed awfully familiar, but it was nearly impossible to identify the woman beneath the hood. Her eyes held a confidence that was uncommon among the peasant folk, as did her posture. Her body language held a class, and a sense of entitlement that wasn't often found among farmers or mercenaries, and the guardsmen didn't employ women. Her small smile spread across her lips as she took in the beauty. I'm quite sorry, my dear. But my shift is over. She said, assuming this woman was from the tavern. With the hood she found it quite difficult to place where she'd seen the young woman from. Was there something that I might be able to help you with? Directions perhaps? She placed her hand on her hip as she continued to observe her. Where on earth had she seen her before? This hardly seems like the area of town a woman of your beauty or fairness would normally wander. Are you lost? Her inquisitive eyes, never deterred from the fair young lady's face. Still trying to discern her identity.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Once they were in the privacy of an alley, Esmeralda lowered her hood to reveal herself. She needed no introduction. Her reputation as a lover of women proceeded her, even among the more reputable circles of courtesans and harlots. And even if it didn't, she made enough appearances with her mother to let everyone see her face. I admired your performance, Esmeralda said. You were marvelous. Simply marvelous. I have heard the women from the coast are among the most beautiful in the world, though I have never met one until now. What brings you to the desert country, my darling? Is it simply to dance your sensual dances?
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

As soon as her hood was removed, the cogs started turning in Elistrianna's head. Perhaps her plan might work out after all. She gave an extravagant bow, keeping her head low. Milady, I hadn't a clue. After a moment she stood up, keeping her head bowed. I am truly honored by your compliment, milady. Fate brought my family from the coast when I was but a child, your majesty. I vaguely remember the ocean. She raised her head after a moment, taking a moment to truly examine the princess's beauty. She was truly a work of art. She could detect the princess's flirtation in her voice, the key was to let her think she had the upper hand. If I may be so bold as to say, your majesty, your reputation proceeds you. Did you pursue me in the hopes of offering me the doubtless pleasure of your company? Surely, I am unworthy. Her head bowing once more.
Thread: The Princess and The Dancer (Skeith x demented-tiger)

Esmeralda smiled. Normally, she was bored by all the bowing and scrapping people did, from the highest lords who gave counsel to her mother, to the lowliest peasants who scurried from her path. But when a woman she had her design on bowed, it meant Esmeralda would have no trouble having her way with her. I wish to know more of your body, Esmeralda explained. You are a very beautiful woman. Strong, supple, graceful, and enchanting. If I could, I would bring you to my mother's court. Why do you dance for these uncouth scum? A woman of your beauty should entertain lords and ladies. You are like a streak of quartz in a granite hillside. As she spoke, Esmeralda drew closer to this woman, until her breasts brushed against hers.