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Thread: She's the Giggle at a Funeral | MxF, MxM, FxF

RE She's the Giggle at a Funeral MxF, MxM, FxF Actively looking Okay now I'm open. c My bad for that first post.
Thread: She's the Giggle at a Funeral | MxF, MxM, FxF

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Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

Sargeant Matthew Biggs had signed up for the Army of the Patomic the first day he heard of the revolution. He had left a prosperous smithing business back in Yorkshire England to come to the colonies and make his fortune. He had been told that there, one could live free of the medling of kings and other entitled land owners. Further, Smith's were in short supply. He had arrived to find a much different situation . The king had his thumb on the colonists and took in taxes almost as much as the harsh living left them. Sentiment was high amoung tradesman like himself to break free of the opressive control by the crown which was so librally imposed on the colonies. Unfortunately, a Muscat and a miniball had put his high ideals in a far different perspective that night as he lay bleeding in the mud and snow that evening, fearing that he would soon die as loss of blood from his torn up leg was clouding his brain. The rest of his patrol had been scattered, and he had been left for dead, his weapon taken by a comrad as he ran away. Matthew, had been too week to even raise his voice in protest and soon found himself alone with the mud and a few cornsttaulks to keep him company. The wind howling, and the cries of a few wild dogs were the only sounds. He slowly slipped away and was preparing to meet his maker, when the feel of a wet scrap of cloth crossed his face, and he struggled to focus his eyes on the beautiful red hair and green eyes that were now so close. Matthew was an imposing figure of a man, when not passed out in a mud puddle. He stood over 6 foot 4 inches tall, and his big boned body weighed in at over 200 lbs. He was far from out of shape, His chest was hard and cavernous and stood over a narrow waist, and thighs like the trunks of trees, the damage to his right leg not withstanding. he had a shock of sandy hair, a full beard and steel blue eyes, that just now seemed dull with pain. He groaned as the wound to his leg began to throb.
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

Ella had reserves about going out to the field after the fighting had finally dissipated. She wasn't sure what happened out there, but it had been brief. There had been some gunshots.. and then nothing but silence. She shifted slowly through her dark house, now in a mess after having been occupied not too long ago. Her guests had not been friendly, to say the least. They had wrecked her house, committed wicked crimes towards her, and even killed one of her livestock on their way out. That was the only reason she dared step from her house that night her livestock. Since her late husband's death she had been taxed with maintaining their small farm on her own. She knew little about farming, being a young nineteen years old. Her husband had been whisked away in the war not too long after their marriage so unfortunately his wisdom had not been bestowed upon her. She just.. tried her best. That was all she could do. Pulling a sham around her dirty white dress, she bundled up as she stepped out carefully into the elements. Her first priority was the three cows in the barn and the one bull still out in his pen. They were fine, despite being miffed. Her final concern was the bleeding soldier on the ground. Her small figure crouched by him, red hair falling down around her as she looked at his face for life and then his leg to observe the injury. Small flakes of snow fell on her freckled cheeks as she squinted, trying to decide how to go about this. She didn't want to invite a soldier into her house, but she was no murderer. Of all the things she was she was not that. She slowly pulled the sham from around her and wrapped it around his leg instead. First her actions were gentle, but then piercing as she purposely tied the knot into the wound on his leg. Wake up! She demanded as the pain shot through him. I can't carry you on my own! Carry yourself, my horse is right over there. Use that if you have to, you'll die out here! She stood, extending a hand to him to offer him her help. Despite her non-delicate manners, Ella herself was a very small woman, with thin and worn features from a hard life lived. She was quite beautiful, but with the impression that she could be gorgeous if her circumstances were better. She lead her mare over to the man for him to use as a prop to get to his house. She would try and clean it up.
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

Matthew shook himself trying hard to clear his head. The woman was shouting at him, but although her voice seemed shrill, it wasn't threatening. He didn't want to die, and she had spoken the truth. He was nearly dead before she had waken him from his slumber and now he was extremely aware of the life within him. His leg felt as though a hot poker had pierced it, and his shoulder ached from the fall to the ground when the bullet had ended the war for him. He took the offered hand first and then when guided to the stirrups on the mare's saddle he used it to pull himself to his feet. When finally he stood, he looked down at the tiny woman who had drawn him back from death and managed a Thank You Maam . She was all of 18 inches shorter than he, and couldn't have been half his weight, but she seemed to have a fire in her belly that he had seldom seen in a man. He grabbed the horn of the saddle and held on as the woman lead the horse and him with it up the gentle hill to the house. When he got near the porch he reached out to the rail and held on with two hands and then stumbled onto the porch before falling and then screaming in agony as his badly wounded thigh was the first point of contact with the porch. He rolled over on his back and tried to sit up. Grabbing the porch rail he pulled himself back to his feet and stood waiting while the woman tied the horse to the rail. i can walk he said, but I have no balance. I need help!
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

Ella was glad the man had responded to her words and managed to pull himself up. She was worried he was going to be too far gone, and at that point she wasn't sure she could help him. When he managed to get to her porch she tied her mare off to the railing and quickly moved to him at his plea for help. She slipped her small arm around his muscled back and acted as a brace for him. Her cheek pressed awkwardly against his chest. Being that close to a man of war turned her stomach but she moved slowly to the door, making sure he was able to keep up. I have you. She promised him quietly with just a little more kindness than she had shown him in the field earlier. I'll be back. She promised her horse softly before carefully helping the man inside. Once he was in she took him no further than the sitting couch in the foyer that hinted this might have been a nice house, once upon a time. Now it was weathered and worn, even dusty. Once the weight was taken off of his leg she crouched quickly down in front of him, inspecting the wound as best she could. Take that uniform off. She demanded him as she stood. I'm going to get some water and I need to get to the wound. She wasn't sure what she could do, but she could try her best. On her way out she lit a lantern and all that could be heard then was the distant clanging of her digging out a pot to fill with water.
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

He sunk into that old but comfortable couch . He just wanted to sleep, but the young and commanding woman who was in control had given him an order. It wasn't a request, it was an order, and as a good soldier, he dis what he was told, exactly, and to the letter. He had been in the battle now for months, he had only the uniform, everything else he had had a few hours ago was now gone. The shirt was easiest, so it was first, a few buttons later it was on the floor. Normally he would have had woolen underwear, but the rebel troops had fallen on bad times. The warm wool was long ago bartered for food, so his chest was naked as was everything else beneath the uniform. The boots he had, had no laces, so he kicked them off. He winced in pain as he pushed the boot off the injured leg. It felt like a hot knife was pressed into his thigh, but her did what he was told. Then came the trousers. He unbuttoned them and began to push them down. as he got to the wound high on his thigh they had dried to the would and were attached as if they were sewed. He pushed , but the pain was too much and he passed out. He collapsed into the couch , the uniform half way down his thighs almost completely exposed but unconscious. He had done what he could.
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

After some time Ella returned to the room where she had left the fallen soldier, carefully toting a pot of hot and steaming water. The sight of him passed out there drew her to sigh. In the back of her mind she knew he would be stuck there for the night but she had been hoping to get rid of him. His presence there would make her a target, for his friends and enemies alike. She ccarefully crouched before the man and peeled his pants from the open wound. The scent of blood made her nose clam up, but she had soon stripped the man completely and discarded what was left of his uniform. Then began the process of cleaning the area. Unfortunately her medical supplies had already been siezed by travelling soldiers, she would have to work with what she had, essentially hot water. Once the wound had been cleaned and she had picked debris from the area she tightened a cloth around it to work as a bandage. Unfortunately it was all she could do for now. The woman stood and took a moment to look over her work and thr soldier himself. Poor guy probably had a family somewhere worried about him and he was stuck here with a stupid girl with no supplies or knowledge of how to help him. She returned outside to put her horse away, then upon entering the house brisked away the snowy and bloody uniform he had forgotten. She dissapeared into the hhouse and found herself soon in bed. The soldier would stay or leave as he pleased. She had no control of that.
Thread: Evolution of the Revolution (Wolvenrogue and Lovebug)

Mathew woke out of a haze of pain a second time but this time, all he saw was the dim light of a lantern left burning on the mantle piece. He puled himself up and tried to stand, but that turned out to be a mistake, for as soon as he was even half way vertical, his vision closed in around him and he passed out with the pain. He fell back, crumpled in a pile on the floor, where he would remain. He had no idea where he was when he fell and even less the next morning. He woke in a puddle of his own blood as it slowly leaked from the wound on his leg. Someone had removed his clothes and the only thing he was wearing was the cloth wrapped around his thigh, though that was of no consequence since he couldn't move much more tahn it took to sit up and lay back against the couch on the floor.
Thread: The Queens enslavement (for mommablackrose

A cloaked boy walked into a well designed room a nobles office, he stood quietly waiting to be addressed. ah Markus your early as always a rather large man turned in his chair and looked over at the young man . I'm never late sir. he stated calmly his voice oldly rugged for a young man he appeared about 20. The noble laughedyour always so down to business arnt you? Well here's your new job he handed him a stack of papers...picking it up quickly and looking it over. He stoped you know I don't harm women of any race or age sir he looked up his lowere face covered in a mask like object so just his eyes were seen one of them his left eye was golden and seemed to shimmer. The noble paused for a moment. I'm sure you can persuade this high elf for another method, but rember...if you leave enough chaos behind our king would be most please as he is wanting to...enter such a land and seek its fruits he smiled a bit of a devilish smile. fine...and just call me Mark I dis like my full name... he walked out of the office with out any sound as if he floated across the floor. This was far too much of a pain in truth he wanted nothing to do to aid the king , as he made his way through the town he headed for a look out tower and entered it...passing some guards he enter his make shit room he had been allowed to have , as he started to pack what little things he had and headed out on his journey to the elven forests Early that morning a metting was held a few of the elders met with mark in the councils me meeting room. I will tell you again I will not kill a woman. If you have any other ways in your man he spoke calmly as he lightly argued with them as there first initial request was murder. One of the elders stood now we should respect the request of out naboring kingdom if the boy wount kill a woman lets have his do something else instead, I want you to kidnap and take her away some wear permanently rape her or whatever just leave her crippled and no longer able to lead. Give her a basturd child just something we can extort her on . mark remained silent as they spoke...I'll make my final decision when I see her. But if your paying my the full alloted amout.. You'll get exactly what you deserve he men nodded stay here were going to be meeting with her in an hour or so... Mark was ready to fall asleep just as they started to get noisy making him a bit agitated. But he moved slowly yes your highness? he gave a bow and moved closer to her side. Mark was cover in his battle armor and was carrying his short blade on his lower back as an easy to reach weapon. His rouge style armor it seemed to be a type of dragon scaled it was light but strong armor ment for taking heavy hits but moving in and out of battle quickly. His sword was from the far of eastern islands though sheathed it could be noticed that it was a thin and presumably fast weapon. I am Markus from the western kingdom three days travel from here I believe you know it well we do most of our trading here
Thread: The Queens enslavement (for mommablackrose

Trianna Delouex walked into the council chamber where the elders of her kingdom gathered for yet another meeting. War was a constant threat all around and right now there was an even greater threat. Her people were divided on what course of action would be best. The council of elders had convinced a little more than half that bartering with the neighboring king for a more peaceful arrangement would be best. She on the other hand would not have it. The king would only suck the life out of her her kingdom and use all of their resources for himself. She would not simply hand over her home to anyone so her decision had been to fight. Ever since she made the decree to go to war if the king pressed the situation further, the council had been a constant pain. To make matters worst they had spread their false hopes and lies of the foreign kings false promises of wealth and power so she now had her own people trying to sneak in and kill her. Against her better desires they council had mentioned getting her outside bodyguards that could be trusted through an agreement, mercenaries. Born of noble blood, she had no wishes to let others into the kingdom for any reason. However her hand had been pressed recently as one of her own soldiers tried to kill her. It only served the council in their claims. So now here she was once again in the council hall to discuss this topic and meet this mercenary who would protect her. Trianna was beautiful for a dark elf with white blonde hair that flowed to her mid back and crystal blue eyes. Her darkened skin was flawless and her body was healthy and slender yet curvy in all the right areas. Dressed in a long flowing blue and gold dress she sat and studied the man before her. I know the kingdom well indeed Markus. Currently we still honor the trade agreement there, you are correct. The kingdom is vast enough and must surely be filled with jobs for one such as you to obtain. So tell me why are you so interested in being a body guard for someone such as me? she asked as she
Thread: Slaver Sex High (Alexisunderwood x Malfrost)

At SSH, or Slavers Sex High, the teenagers of rich, and more often than not, most wanted men on earth go to school. Here, your school list consists of many different things. You have your textbooks, notebooks, pens, pencils, sex toys, rope, handcuffs, whips, tools, duck tape, and sex dolls. Your schedule may consist of English, math, anatomy, sex history, sexrape, physical education, and torture. Do enjoy your classes and your doll as much as possible, don't rape in class or at least without permission from the teacher. Remember, students are only allowed to have arms and or tentacles. Doll clothing must reveal majority if not almost all skin. Students are occasionally split from doll so that the doll may learn proper techniques unless students wish to attend instead of having teachers do the demonstrations. Other students may touch other dolls upon other masters consent. Classes all pertain or relate to how to run your illegal empires and also how to enjoy yourself in your spare time. Remember that physical education is similar to a study hall in the fact that it allows students to pleasure themselves with their dolls in the gym where there are different stations to test. Here at school, dolls are to be kept restrained in some way if they are deemed untamed. Collars and leashes are the recommended choice though you are free to use whatever method. Boarding is provided. Dolls are not allowed to be pregnant. Punishment is greatly encouraged for even the smallest of acts as it teaches obedience. Any doll who does not seem to be growing obedient shall be taught obedience in private classes with their master and a teacher. Dolls may be called up to the front of the room with their master to demonstrate. Students must not be shy as they may be asked to fuck their doll in class should they have done it well during the homework assessments. Students select the exact forms of torture and sex the learn. There are special rooms created for students who want to practice techniques that may elicit screams or howls. Classrooms consist of desks with handcuffs on each leg should the lesson involve needing restraints. It is required that each doll must ask permission to do anything they are not told to do. There is a doll clothing store as well as a toy store on school campus. The classes are graded upon results. The pool is located by the gymnasium where you may go to have pleasure forced or not or see what tentacles might cause should you not have them. Should you have tentacles, please be sure you can shift to be human as well. Should you be in search of a new doll, the school has many nearby stores that hold many girls waiting to be taken. Select a picture and the girl shall either be sent in from one of the warehouses or kidnapped for your pleasure. Only students who apply and have had some experience in torture and or sex are admitted. Dolls are not required to be virgins though it is recommended so students may do as they please from the be
Thread: Slaver Sex High (Alexisunderwood x Malfrost)

Satoshi slapped Analise's ankles into the cuffs around the legs of his desk. Why did I have to get such a troublesome bitch. Satoshi groaned as his doll had been quite feisty and troublesome since he had picked her up. He had fucked her a few times last night, but she was still a handful. He bent her over his desk and quickly pulled out his throbbing and massive cock. He pressed it up against her exposed pussy as he saw one of his classmates walking by. Hey, give me a hand with this bitch, stuff her mouth with your cock. He stated. The younger looking boy complied and pulled his cock out. It was large, but not nearly as large as Satoshi's. The boy slapped his cock against Analises's cheek, while Satoshi shoved his cock deep into her pussy. He gave her ass a rough spank as his cock punched pasted her cervix and entered her womb. The kid wasted no time and shoved his cock into Analise's mouth and forced it into her throat so she couldn't bite him. Satoshi
Thread: Slaver Sex High (Alexisunderwood x Malfrost)

Analise had been sitting in the dingy warehouse for months before she was taken out. When she was picked up by some guy who looked around her age, she thought she might be getting out easy, until she saw the name of the store they were in. The night before had sucked for Analise when she had lost her virginity though she didn't announce it when she was screaming at him. When she was pushed onto his desk again, Analise groaned, her abdomen hitting the edge of the table hard. Since she had on barely any clothing, it was even worse. When she felt the somewhat familiar feeling of Satoshi's dick, she felt her stomach plummet as she realized it was happening again. She was already sore and tired from last night and yet he wouldn't stop. Says the bastard who's freaking ra- Analise's words were halted when she was hit by the other boy. She didn't realize what had hit her until he forced her to take the boy's cock in her mouth. She choked around it as she tried to get away though found it rather difficult since she was weak from months in the warehouse. Analise had cried out right before when she was penetrated by Satoshi. She found herself trying to push away from the other boy but it didn't really help at all since he helped Satoshi causing Analise to stop, feeling helpless all over again. The deeper it went, the worse it felt to Analise though she couldn't help but feel herself slowly get wetter and wetter to her dismay. Analise didn't really want to do anything but get the boys out yet she didn't know how since one was so far down her throat she felt like she was chocking while the other was so far in it didn't feel as if he would come out. She struggled, but stopped, figuring that was the only way Satoshi would let her go, after he was satisfied. She grabbed his wrist loosely, trying to communicate she wouldn't fight him as much should he just let her go. She didn't really know how to help him end sooner so she just hoped he would stop and let her go, for now at least.
Thread: Slaver Sex High (Alexisunderwood x Malfrost)

What a hopeless slut you are! Getting turned on by two guys raping you in the middle of a room like this! Satoshi laughed loudly as he spanked her ass hard, his cock continuing to violate her womb as he fucked her hard and faster, he didn't intend to stop or take it easy on her until he was completely satisfied. He kept her nice and bent over the desk as he took her, pressing her lovely breasts up against the wooden desk. The other boy gripped her head and was violently pulling her head forward so his cock could reach even deeper into her mouth. Oi, use your tongue some you fucking slut, or I'll get permission to whip you in front of the class! The other boy roared, angry at her sloppy and unskillful blowjob, if it could even be called that. He was more using her mouth as a fleshlight at this point. Satoshi felt her weakly grabbing his wrist, but in response to that, all he did was take his middle and index finger and shoved them deep into her tight little asshole.