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Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Sleepy & Candy)

'How curious...' Rigel muttered as she stormed out. He had never expected that reaction when he suggested that they sleep together. Blushes, a mild telling off, a strenuous refusal...that was all to be expected. If there was no resistance, it made the chase that much less interesting. But Alex seemed almost...fearful. As if the whole idea was new to her. And then it struck him. The whole idea really was new to her. She hadn't yet been intimate with someone. Rigel was glad she was gone to shower. If she could have seen the grin on his face right now, he was sure she would kick him out, even if it meant a loss of their contract. A sweet, innocent virgin. It was almost too good to be true. They were always so much fun to corrupt. They would always be afraid, keep their distance, but deep inside, a little see do curiosity was start to grow. And then the glares and the contempt would slowly disappear, melt away, to be replaced with questions, hesitant touching, a shortness of breath...and then, late one night they would finally give in and satisfy their curiosity. And once that happened, there would be no going back. Every waking moment would be spent in carnal sin, pleasure being put before all else. But there would be some time before that finally happened, and that moment in time, the pleasure Rigel most craved was food. Getting up from the couch, he wandered into the kitchen, taking time to admire the house. It took him a few minutes to locate everything he needed to make an omelet he had never been too adventurous in his cooking escapades but he soon had it cooking away. He wondered when Alex was going to come out of the shower, and what she was going to do when she did. She seemed to...fragile. It wouldn't do to break her straight away.
Thread: Between Heaven and Hell (Sleepy & Candy)

The shower had been everything that she needed, it had been the 'cure all' for all of her nervous, anger, and the rest of the tempest. However, the moment that she was out of the shower, standing in her bathroom dripping with the remnants of her shower. Going over to the mirror,she wiped the fog away the palm of her hand,she sighed,looking back at her wet reflection. 'You have to go back out there,' she thought to herself, fearing going back out to that...thing! There was no way he was an angel, he had to be something so much darker. But how had he managed to save her life, cure her cancer, and free her from her curse that god had given her if he wasn't an angel. She had to ask him! Had to know! Drying herself off quickly,Alex dressed in a pair of black skinny jeans and a tshirt that hung off one of her shoulders lazily, no bra. She was not about to be leaving anytime soon. She had mentally prepare herself for this while she paced down the hallway,Rigel!She growled, finally looking gazing at him, feeling the familiar knot of anger twist itself into dangerous knots. What are you? He wasn't going to answer her, or she doubted he would. All of this seemed like a sick little game to him, No Angel,in their right mind, would ask to sleep in the same bed as a woman. Not when it is considered a sin against everything holy. What are you, and don't fucking lie to me.
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Thread: I Can't Take the Pain OOC

29 miles west of Columbus, Ohio stands Saint Judith Alternative Hospital, on a large plot of land designated for the hospital. With the obvious exception of the Private Property sign at the iron entrance gate, Saint Judith is picturesque, surrounded by small hills and patches of forest. With the beautiful scenery, you'd think this would be a special hospital for the well-to-do. You got part of it right. It's definitely a special hospital, but it's not a pleasant hospital by any means. Saint Judith Alternative is a designated hospital for the rehabilitation of female offenders of misdemeanors who are unable to pay their fines. The hospital was founded specifically as a second option for female offenders age 18 and over who don't want a criminal record. For an offender, this would be the option to choose, but Saint Judith isn't a nice place. Why you might ask, I'll tell you. Saint Judith is a hospital that uses punishment to rehabilitate it's patients. Each day in Saint Judith, it's patients are whipped, sometimes by staff, but often by machines. Saint Judith has special sound-proof punishment rooms where the whippings take place, in each room there is a machine designed to give repeating lashes to the offender, with customizable options on lash strength, how often the lashes should be administered, and a time limit for how long the whipping should take. Not to mention offenders are almost completely nude during the punishment, having to strip to only their panties. If the offender is going to be whipped, she stands facing a wooden, cross-shaped post with her wrists cuffed above her head on the post, and her ankles shackled to the floor, her back to the machine. I know, it doesn't sound comfortable, but this is the situation you're in now. Take your punishment like the grown woman you are. So, do I have any takers?
Thread: Partner Search.

Do you by chance do incest pairings?
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I can do that, yes. Most often Older Brother x Younger Sister or Father x Daughter.
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How would you feel about Mother x Son? I've a fantasy pairing that can allow us to work up to the romance, or have it be forced.
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Hmm, do you mean that the son would then be dominant? As I could always try and play a Mother, I don't mind.
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Yes, he'd be the dominant one. I can tell you the plot if you'd care to hear the full thing, it's quite long. Lol.
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Sure, just fire it away in a PM, I'm interested in hearing it!
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Okay, I'm gonna take my dog out, and have a smoke. So it'll be a minute before I get back inside. You can reach me via text for more instantaneous responses. 971-222-4512. I understand if you aren't comfortable sending me a text. We'll talk soon either way.
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I'll wait for when you get back inside since it costs monkey butt to send texts overseas. But yus, take your time!
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Writing out this long message. Don't go nowhere!
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I ain't going nowhere so just write until your fingers bleed! Or well.. maybe not to that extent... but just write as much as you feel like!
Thread: I Can't Take the Pain

Connecticut said I am doing a roleplay about a hospital that takes young adult women who've commited misdemeanors and tries to correct them by whipping them every week of their sentence. The roleplay would focus on the characters's lives inside the hospital and how they cope with their situation. Is there anyone who wants to do this? The OOC link is right here. Click to expand... Would you need people working there doing these stuff to the women?
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I would be playing the head of the school who would be responsible for overseeing the punishment process. My character would be present during each punishment to see if the staff are doing it right. So yes, I need about two people to play the staff that performs the punishments. Do you want to play one of the staff? I can reserve you a spot as one. I also need at least four people to play the four women being punished.
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Character Profiles are up. I need four people to play the four women patients, and two people to play the two staff members.
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I'll join. I'd like to play one of the women.
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Okay, I have one player. I need three more to play the other three women.
Thread: The Sibling's Secret (MysticSparxman & LittleToy)

The day was a Saturday and the time was around 930am by the time Dante finally got out of bed. Normally, he would have stayed in bed a little longer, but today both of his parents were going on holiday to Hawaii. It was a holiday his parents, Alex and Jenna had been planning for quite some time. They were going to be gone for nearly three weeks, but they werent leaving Dante on his own. Dante was going to have to look after his younger sister throughout the time in which their parents were going to be away. Dante didnt really think he would have too much of a problem with this. At least he hoped he wouldnt. Sure, he may have had a slight crush on his sister, but he didnt think that would hamper his ability to look after her for three weeks. It would make it more difficult, but it certainly wasnt going to be impossible. Dante got up and out of his bed and walked over to his closet. He pulled it open and looked inside for some clothes he was going to wear. It took him a few minutes to pull out a light blue silky shirt, a pair of black cargo style pants, a pair of boxers and socks. Dante turned and headed out of his room and down to the bathroom. He reached the bathroom and pushed open the door. There was no-one in there, so he stepped inside and closed the door behind him. He set his clothes down on the bathroom counter before turning towards the shower. He got out of his clothes and stepped into the shower. Dante remained in the shower for ten minutes before getting out. Once out of the shower, he picked up a towel and dried himself off, and then he got himself dressed. Dante stepped in front of the mirror and wiped away the steam before looking at his reflection in the mirror. The recently turned twenty year old stood at a height of 62 and had a slim yet muscular build with slightly tanned skin due to all of the sports he enjoyed playing. He had icy blue eyes and short but wavy jet black hair with brown streaks that stopped just above his shoulders. As soon as he was done looking at his reflection in the mirror, he stepped out of the bathroom and headed downstairs just in time to see his parents heading out of the door as they were loading up their car with everything they were taking on holiday.
Thread: Trolling for a Game

The troll bumps, and a body slumps.
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The troll bumps, a body slumps.
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A troll bumps, a body slumps.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

Eowyn Moonthorn Icy blue eyes slowly glanced up once again. Alas though, the setting hadn't changed. Her head shook in disbelief as her knees concealed her chest, her arms wrapping around the patellas. Why? Why now all of the times had the dark-skinned bastards decided on performing a raid? But the best and most accurate question was why couldn't Lolth have gone against them? She was the goddess of Chaos, among other domains. Couldn't she have somehow let the raid fail? Of course not. It'd be too convenient if that wound up being the case. A small sigh left her lips. A pale hand rose and moved bright silver bangs away from her eyes. While she herself wasn't a Drow, Eowyn did know some of the tongue. After all, some of the old sayings were true. One she'd always highly believed in was keeping your allies close and foes more so. And that, admittedly, was another factor which had helped her wind up here so quickly and easily. In the midst of attempting to learn their language, she'd been a fool and snuck into the Underdark. The 'Alter Self' spell had worked for a hell of a while. But when enough priestesses had found her, the damn bitches had used 'True Vision' and literally seen right through her. And truthfully, she should have come with more wards against her magics being seen past so simply. Not that it mattered now, unfortunately. Why was beyond her ... but all the elf mage knew was she had to continue to play the waiting game. What for? Well ... she ruled out death for one simple reason. They could have done that about as fast as she could conjure up an evocation spell. So it was something else. The what ifs and possibilities made her heart race wildly in her chest. As scared as Eowyn was, the elf was trying her damnedest to keep up a strong front. It'd do no good to give these Drow any sort of satisfaction. The simplest signs of weakness would be a quick start in her own downfall. And given she'd already failed in her espionage mission, she didn't feel like allowing them more pleasure to see her fearing and fretting over the -temporary but still - unknown fate of the young maiden.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

The sounds of movement from outside the room she was in grabbed the elf girl's attention. The door unlocked as a large beetle-like creature came in followed by one of the priestesses that had aided in her capture. She smirked as she saw the mage's predicament and nodded to the Umber Hulk to leave, it's large mass lumbering back through the portal. Well now, we should first determine what your worth is before we decide what to do with you, lucky me I get to do the examination.
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Eowyn Moonthorn Her head went from the floor to in front of her as the door opened. Eowyn felt her ankles tense as she stood up, her eyes instantly narrowing as the priestess came into view. It could have been a completely different one and honestly, it wouldn't make much difference to the half-wild and half-wood elf. Too many Drow were all the same and the select few that broke the norms weren't here for one. Two, they were all male ... an interesting thing to have noted. Jarlaxle, Drizzt, and Kimmuriel to be exact. Their names were so famous even humes heard of them regardless of whether they had an occupation that allowed for ample opportunities to gather information or not, such as a rogue. She knew of them because in her line of work, knowledge really was power. And here was no exception. For a few brief moments, there had been a slim part of Eowyn which actually considered going along with the so-called 'examination'. Are you insane?! She scolded herself, her head shaking no at herself. Nothing good could come from anything that was being said or done here. Besides, while it was only one priestess, this would likely be the best chance for her to gain some distance. If she didn't take the opportunity .... she didn't know nor wished to think on what would wind up happening. The blue orbs hid themselves away as her own smirk crossed her lips. The arcane energy was still flowing through her. So there wasn't an anti-magic field. Then again, it made some sense. It'd ruin the priestesses also and with the chance of encountering the worshippers of Lolth versus any of the rare rogues, arcane users like herself, warriors, or even rangers. Ah well. This would only make things easier. I think not. She merely replied before shifting to her own tongue and beginning to chant. Hail from almost nowhere would begin to fall. And while the Drow would be occupied with that, she could run through the bad weather with no problems. After all, these never harmed the actual caster. Eowyn didn't bother looking back. Oh no. There were likely about to be multiple shouts and curses. But that was fine by her. The elf solely focused on all ahead of her. When she needed to be, the mage could be relatively fast, in actual speed and reaction time. There had been one problem, admittedly, with that spell. She didn't have many others that strong. So the rest would need to be used up wisely. More than that, it had drained her a bit. Not too badly ... but enough that the mixture of running plus the usage of the spell was making her pant a bit.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

As the first large chunks of ice bgean to rain down the priestess looked shocked, apparently she had never known of sorcerer's and thus didn't think she could do such a feat. Taking a few good shots she grabbed her holy symbol and began a hissing chant in Drow tongue before a barrier formed about her and seemed to cause the ice to not affect her nearly as bad if at all. You little Witch! not waiting to risk her a second casting the Drow pulled a long rod-like crop from her belt and swung it down across the maidens back.
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Eowyn Moonthorn The brief glimpse of shock and awe on the priestess's face was more than enough to make her smirk widen. True, sorcerers were even rarer to come across in the Underdark than wizards. But it was still amusing to think this particular one hadn't known of them existing. They still did have people who used arcane magics even if not many. Ah well. Another loss for them. As the hit connected, her eyes widened and a whimper of agony passed her lips. Agh! Her body, legs especially shook. But pure adrenaline and desire to get out kept her moving. Not stopping would only make the situation all the more worse. Anyone with enough common sense could begin to realize that much. Fortunately for the priestess, Eowyn hadn't intended on casting again. Not yet, anyways. And even with the chase having begun and some portion of the elf knowing she should try to use up another spell, there was another bit of logic which begged for her not to. Not now. Using up her energy was about as brilliant of an idea as stopping her running. It'd be a very last resort type of tactic. But until then .. her feet continued to move.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

As you reach the door the Priestess shouts out something that you don't wuite catch. the door rips from it's hinges as two massive hands grab you about the shoulders and hoist you into the air. You find yourself suspended and staring at the large insect head of the Umber Hulk from before.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

Eowyn Moonthorn Even as the words registered into Eowyn's mind, she felt herself trying to translate even some of it. Was it another spell? It wasn't an impossible guess. But it seemed to be a way to call that damn beast as the door burst open and revealed it. Her eyes widened and ankles tensed. She took maybe one step back before the claws reached her shoulders. A-Ahhhh! Winces passed the elf's lips as she felt herself easily lifted. Her mind tried to think swiftly. There probably were a few more spells. But this was an even worse time to make an attempt. Even if she could think of one that didn't need her hands to move, the damn thing could likely crush if not rip off her arms with no effort. .... Urgh! Her head lowered in surrender as her body gradually and very reluctantly relaxed. As much as Eowyn hated this, she knew her limits and when to or not to make certain decisions. This was one of those moments that even the best spells would do too little far too late. The damn Drow would get her wish and be able to go through with the inspection. Another thing she sincerely didn't look forward to. But if this thing was at her beck and call so easy ... she'd have to wait until Eowyn was away from the priestess. It'd be the easiest way to ensure there would be no worry of this creature returning once again.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

With the ice shower dying down the priestess walked up to the large creature and slashed the crop on it's armored back, That door was worth more then you you worthless maggot, don't go busting through them each time I call! She then turned to you, As for our guest, make sure she has a safe trip to our destination. The creature winged slightly at the crop but then turn back to you, looking you in the face you felt yourself get dizzy, then nothing as you found yourself unconscious. Waking you find yourself bound to a long table, perhaps a one time cot but not anymore. Your cloth liberated from your body and leaving you exposed to the chill air of the room.
Thread: Welcome to Hell (Yuna & Veinexes's 1x1)

Eowyn Moonthorn The most Eowyn knew of in terms of other creatures that resided in the Underdark were Mind Flayers. So when the Umber Hulk actually looked at her, she was uncertain on how to react. Inward curses echoed through her head as she began to feel the side effects. Gaze attacks were things she knew some creatures to have had. But definitely not this one. The blue eyes tried to fight against the unwanted slumber. She didn't even get three blinks in as the last of consciousness was all but yanked away from her. The last sound that did manage to leave the elf's lips was a low moan as the blue orbs were forced shut from the sight of the monster. Fucking bitch ... She murmured weakly, trying to sit up as fast as she could. The restraints first registered to her mind. Next came the sensation of being cold. As her eyes opened then finished adjusting her sight, she saw the reason why. N-no! Her arms jerked, trying desperately to cover nipples as her legs worked on closing themselves. When the Drow had mentioned something an examination this had been a guess which had come to her mind. She'd wanted to be wrong ... gods help her, she really did. There were times Eowyn would give almost anything to be incorrect on guesses. This had definitely been one of them. Struggled pants were leaving as she felt each attempt fail. Her joints slowly ceased, finally resting down at her sides, on the table, or both as her head looked up towards the ceiling. Once again, the mage found herself playing the waiting game. Then again, with how eager the priestess had sounded to do this, she doubted it'd be that long.
Thread: Movie Night (MxF)

Basically, the guy i.e. me and the girl you have been best friends for a very long time. She spent most of her childhood living in his house when her home became too unbearable. Recently though, he's got a girlfriend and she's never really with anyone because she doesn't trust anyone else except for him since she has family troubles. But lately, he's been becoming more and more attracted to his best friend and he tries to hide his desires. But when movie night comes around that he plans on spending with his friend and girlfriend, he wonders whether he'll be able to keep his secret hidden. Note I use PM's, I write in as much detail as I can depending on how much effort I'm willing to put into a reply so I expect the same and my kinks should be in my signature