Thread: slave girl rps

RE development of an rp idea. Discussion Sir Vincent marched back and forth down the hallway impatiently, constantly checking his watch, filled with excitement. The physical excitement the realization of this own brilliance gave him new energy, and life, after seven long years of emotional purgatory It was seven long years since he had been forced to marry the lovely but oh so dreadful Sybil. Sybil Whelch was the heir to the Whelch fortune, and had all the charm of a leech. It had been an arranged marriage, Sybil knew damn well he hated her and she was fine with that, she hated him, it was mutual, only a status matter, a way for keeping the wealth in the family by marrying cousins. Vincent was he cousin twice removed, but not far enough for his tastes. But the elders of the Whelch and Price families demanded they produce and heir. This would be simple if Sybil was not the type to eat her own young and Vincent had any desire to touch her. And so Vincents life had been for the past seven years, a loveless passion less marriage form hell with only outings with his friends and the bottle to keep this morale up. Then there was the night that changed everything... A week ago a few of his friends took him out to a local bar, the billboard form across the street featured a new womens cosmetic ad. The Model in the ad was beyond sexy, and they discussed how that seemed more and more common these days. Then Louie, who worked for the masters guild explained that the advertising companies stopped using regular human girls as models a long time ago, now they use the sexy exotic slaves from the local slave shops to sell their merchandise. The idea being that slave girl will always be sexier than human women. 'Probably alot more tolerable than Sybil too.' Vincent thought drunkenly then came the suggestion, Why not check out a high end slave shop and check out and see if these slaves are as sexy in person as they are in the advertisements. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was seven years of dry existence, or simply pent up lust. But that night everything changed. While his friends tried to lobby for a VIP tour of the slave shop after hours, he waited in the main lobby, too drunk to care about whether or not they would make it in, then it happened! A beautiful, young, tanned, and sexy neko female clad into only in a low neck skimpy cropped top that could barely contain her large pert breasts and a skimpy pair of panties that barely contain the curves of her wide hips and juicy ass. the sultry neko slave girl purred as she leaned over him teasingly giving him a mouth watering view of her cleavage as she purred softly and flicked her tail playfully as she offered him a drink from her tray. Vincent, drunk, dumb founded and now incredibly aroused accepted the drink and groped around for some money to pay her with. he almost placed his cash in her cleavage, but paused, instead running his hand down the skin of her belly to his hie hand into her heated panties. he did not even get a slap across the face from the beautiful neko, just a soft mew as left his hand inside her panties and began to stroke her as he leaned in to kiss to the kiss the neko's sweet lips. from her hot wetness it was clear the neko was in heat, but she was not on auction today, nor slotted for use, she was a waitress this week, merely there to serve drinks and entice customers. she turned away the customer her lips, and gasped as he kissed her breast instead. the neko mewed as she felt him continue to stroke her loins hand through the cash and even begin to pull down her panties down the curve of her hip. this was going too far and she was already in trouble for waitressing in heat before. and yet she was not allowed to deny her customer's desires unless she was assigned to sex slave at the time. The neko gasped loudly as Vincent grazed her clit and she had to back out of his grasp, one slender arm over her breasts to hide she erect nipples as she blushed offered her customer a grateful wink then turned to resume her rounds, shamelessly swaying her full, curvy hips to tease him. the hot dampness in her panties, her beauty, her body and sway of her perfect ass was too much for Vincent! Sir Vincent was reborn! He unzipping his fly, he jumped up, grabbed the slave girl around er slender waist, tossed her tray aside, claimed the lips she had denied him and pressed his raging hardness agisnt her perfect ass he stripped her of her skimpy top and forced her into the back room. the neko try as she did to contain her moans and cries thought her rape couldn't. the man's lust was inexhaustible, his hands on her breasts, on her ass in the all the positions he took her in. seven times and Vincent had not softened from taking her. and her attempts to hold back her screams when she came failed every time when she felt the man climax with her. the pleasure the lust, the power of conquest. Vincent could only sigh with contently as he commend the neko to her knees to do her duty and please him more intimately which she did with moans and purrs. Vincent left the neko's beautiful face and breasts marked with his seed as he was confronted by the shop's proprietors, over the cost of drinks he had ruined and the damage to the supply room and the semen stains on the slave girls top, and for raping a slave girl not scheduled for sex. all as easily paid for, though as the sweaty slave girl tried to clean up Vincent did pull her back into his arms to cup her large bare breasts and press his hardness against her ass, as he accused her of teasing with her body and the slave shop for putting such a sultry slave on waitress duty. Vincent didn't let the neko pull her damp panties back on, he took them pocketed them, and penetrated her again from behind reminding her that he was STILL hard even now and that was her fault. he kissed her neck as she fondled her breasts as he gently fucked her, promising this wasn't over before leaving her. Of vincent was forced sleep not even in you own room, or sybils, but instead the servants quarters for coming home late and drunk. but Vincent wasn't as depressed as before. the slave girl's panties in hand and rich with her scent, vincent pleasantly dreamed and fantasized of the slave girl all night. At the slave shop the neko had been accused once again of sluttiness and instead of going to bed with her fellow nekos she was brought back to the bed of her handler and spent the night biting the sheets as her handler punished her with her cock, changing positions every time she came till she was exhausted. Vincent woke up just as aroused as the night the before, the hypnotic sway of the neko's child-bearing hips driving his lust wild. Then Eureka! It hit him, a plan! The best plan he had ever had in years! The net week was dedicated to tracking down that shop that slave girl and acquiring everything about her, images, measurements, and legal documents or ownership. Sybil would disapprove, she would disapprove no matter what, but he wasnt going to let her remarks stop him this time. Even if she caught unto the greater end of his plan, he would still have have a beautiful sex slave to show for it. He felt giddy as a school boy as he fished out of the photos that came with the paper work to the feline sex bomb he was soon to be in possession of. He couldn't wait, and soon she would bear his heir... Whoever bought her wasted no expense in purchasing her, she was prepped by having her lush tanned skin oiled and massaged from head to toe, her hair styled sexily, and a slave amount of cat nip sprinkled onto her oiled skin. That was not counting the straps, skimpy outfits and sexy costumes and fertility drugs also are shipped with her. She was given only a simple clothes, though more than she had at the slave shop, just a skin tight tank top that nearly molded around her large double D breasts and a skimpy thong that emphasized her sexy ass. But who was her master? And why was he so desperate to buy her? Eventually the truck she was riding in came to a stop at the door of the Price Estate.