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Thread: Love & Hate

It was a gray Monday morning. Condensation pearled on the glass making the world look softly blurred. Traffic had crawled to a stop as it always did when it rained. Cars honked as they tried to escape the clogged arteries of the street below. From the height of her tenth-floor office, the city looked small, and the people who rushed to and fro as they made their way to work seemed more like little dark shapes than human beings. Monday's were awful, but a wet Monday was a beast of an entirely different nature for commuters. She'd nearly been late - No, that wasn't true, Lynne was never late. The branch manager had arrived later than she intended to, which was still earlier than all of her other employees. Her first order of business today was an interview. Lynne was not looking forward to it. To say small talk wasn't her forte would be a polite way of putting it. Justin Bisping, read the letters at the top of the interviewee's resume. The tall, dark-skinned woman stirred her coffee as she refreshed herself on the recent college graduate's short list of achievements. If the city still attracted young professionals, Mr. Bisping would have never been a candidate for the position, but with a lack of qualified applicants, his name had surfaced to the top of her list. It was a very short list. There was a knock on the door followed by the chipper tones of Mrs. Cauldwell, Lynne's current lead office administrator. The sixty-year-old with bleach blonde candy cotton hair was retiring from the position, which would hopefully soon belong to Mr. Bisping if he was somewhat competent. Heeeee's hereeee, Ms. Montgomery, Mrs. Cauldwell singsonged as though she were announcing a guest on a nighttime talk show. Yes. Thank you. Give me a minute or two then send the candidate in, replied Lynne in a clipped but polite voice. It was the tone she used at work. Being a woman, let alone a black woman made the young branch manager feel like everyone's eyes were on her, waiting for her to make a mistake. Mrs. Caudwell disappeared as quickly as she appeared. The branch manager promptly checked her reflection in the window. Not a hair was out of place, and her bun was perfect as well as her bangs. She then smoothed down the dark lapel of her jacket and straightened her pencil skirt, before she sat at her desk. Lynne crossed her legs and rested her coffee cup on its coaster. The door creaked open. On the other side stood Justin Bisbing
Thread: Love & Hate

Before coming in, Michael was asleep in a waiting chair. He woke up at six this morning, with his phone alarm ringing loudly, but he tried his best to ignore it at get a couple more minutes of rest in. He was staying at a friends house in a rural part of the city, and while his room was more of a broom closet, it was the best he could afford with no job, and barely enough money to pay his friends low rent costs. Once he finally shuffled out of the sheets, he took a ten minute shower, brushed his teeth, flossed, even used mouthwash which he hated, all to make sure he got the job. He had finished up his last semester around a month ago, with his plans to go to California put on hold, since what he thought would be his new job fell out. So, in a desperate search, he managed to find a wanted add for office administrator. He moved in with his friend, and with what little money he had, bought himself two work suits for the office job. He needed it badly. In his mind, he planned on staying for long enough to get the money needed to move out the state, and try finding something in Cali again. Longest he thought he would stay here for was around five months, since the pay wasn't too bad, and the hours weren't too long. Nine to five from Monday to Thursday, with a three day weekend. That's what the ad said. Getting dressed, he made sure to teach himself how to tie a tie, that way he wasn't struggling for the next hour trying to figure it out, and once he got in his car, stopped at a Dunkin' Donuts to get himself some coffee, and a bacon, egg and cheese on a plain bagel for breakfast. The building itself wasn't too big in comparison to the other office buildings in the city, but it had the most office feel to them. It was designed like an H, instead of a square or rectangle, and the windows for each floor were black tinted from the outside, so you couldn't see through them unless you were up close. The lobby was big and open, with even some art hanging from the ceiling, and a small fountain surrounded by a big circle bench to sit on for long. It was probably the most interesting part of the building. The rest was how you imagined an office building looked like. Less 'The Office' more 'Office Space.' Michael's interview was on the second floor, and his wait time wasn't too long, just another half hour. By that time though, when Mrs. Cauldwell went to get him, his head was leaning against the eggshell white wall, and his coffee was about to spill on his pants. Thankfully that didn't happen once his head jolted up upon hearing a voice. He took one more sip of his coffee, and placed it on the coffee table, before quickly standing up, following Mrs. Cauldwell, and slowly opening the door to Lynne's office. She'd be greeted by a kid with short brown hair, around nine years younger than her, dark blue eyes, and pale Caucasian skin color. The usual teen grad. Good morning. He said to Lynne, offering his hand to shake her's. I'm Michael. Michael Bisping.
Thread: Love & Hate

Lynne shot the hand Michael offered a withering look and waved it away before she chastised him, Shut the door. Mr. Bisping. Then take a seat . It was hard to remember exactly when it started, but for as long as she could recall touching people especially strangers often made her recoil. Maybe it was the time her Haitian mother had rubbed her skin raw in the tub shrieking at her daughter, You filthy slut! after shed caught her studying with a male classmate in her schools' library. Or perhaps it was the jeering of her classmates when she was just a girl, calling her dirty because her skin tone was so much darker than theirs. Lynne gritted her teeth, that is why she hated interacting with people, it made her feel weak. She swallowed down the bad memories his simple gesture had brought to the surface. It was safe to say even to an observer that the interview was off to a bad start. The young man eased himself into the chair across from her, and the branch manager gave him a once over as she spun a pin between her fingers. The thin metal object glinted in the fluorescent light of the room as it went round and round as Lynne sat silently passed judgment on the interviewee. Michaels slightly rumpled suit, crooked tie only made him look younger, and his disheveled dark hair was fashionable she guessed - but in an annoying way like the Baristas who poured her morning coffee at the trendy Coffee shop she often frequented. In fact the two looked to be about the same age, Lynne couldnt help but think. Her dark eyes scanned his resume one more time then her full lips pressed together in a thin, grim line. Awkward silence, a tactic the branch manager often employed in interviews settled between them like an itchy clothing tag against the skin. The pen in her hand stilled then moved to his resume descending down the sheet of the paper line after line. Finally, the woman on the other side of the desk spoke, looking Michael right in his sparkling baby blue eyes which for some odd reason, Lynne also found to be annoying. You may refer to me as Ms. Montgomery. Now, Mr. Bisping, can you tell me a bit about your time at, Her voice trailed off as she glanced at his resume quickly, the Sparrow Gazette, it says here, A perfectly French manicured nail tapped the paper, you performed several administrative duties. Please describe them in greater detail. Even though the Branch Manager was only thirty-two she sounded in that moment as though she'd lived two lifetimes. Sometimes the woman wondered if she'd ever had the luxury of being young. Lynne took a sip of her coffee as she waited impatiently for him to answer her question - she had three more interviews after this one. Last edited Mar 10, 2019
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Thread: For the Love of a Goddess (MilitairyWalker X LeatrixSage)

It wasnt the sound that gave her pause. She didnt notice it at first. Something else made her pause to listen, a sickening feeling, like food weighing too heavily on her stomach. Whatever it was stilled her tongue long enough that she heard the parched grunting sounds that came from the thatched matt behind her. Turning, she saw the man gaping, his mouth working as if trying to speak. Blessed Inanna, the shock of it left her frozen for a moment before she scrambled to her feet and came to his side. Here, take some water, she insisted as she pressed a cool, stoneware cup into his hands. He still looked feverish, and his lips were cracked from the seas salt and the sun, and when she lightly touched his cheek again she indeed found it still warmer than it should have been. You were in a ship wreck, she explained in soothing tones. It wasnt unusual for a person to forget what had happened to them after being stricken with a fever and she sought to ease his mind. You were found on the beach and a fisherman helped to bring you here. The people here are deeply distrusting of strangers, I am afraid, but youll find plenty of food and water here until you can find passage home. Senua sat back on her heels and told herself to wait. The man was still feverish, may even be having waking dreams, and she was unloading information on him faster than he could drink the water she had given him. Auburn curls tumbled about her shoulders, and the flames from the little fire in the far-left corner of the little meditation space made her olive skin glow yellow and gold while she waited. It occurred to her that he might not speak the language of the people on the Island, but she would just have to wait and see. She was fluent in so many tongues, she doubted hed speak one she didnt know. It meant she might need to serve as a translator for him, a daunting task of skill that she hadnt needed to use in many years. He looked the part of the brigand, a pirate, perhaps, but there was no telling for sure. Time would tell, and she hoped he wouldnt be so foolish as to try to steal from the temple. Many had tried, all had failed. Inanna was a jealous protector, and she rarely allowed even the meanest creature to steal from her vessels. It was that promise of protection that allowed her to sit next to him, uncaring of his strength or any danger he may present to her. That, and the renowned respect that she and her order demanded. No one harmed a vessel of the Merciful Goddess, Inanna. They provided too much to the communities they served. What is your name, she finally asked when he seemed to collect himself, I am Senua.
Thread: 'PINK CHAINS'......(CindyHarrison and Bondageslut 705)

Los Angeles, itman's been told, isin't so much a city as much as it's a state of mind and there's plenty of underground entertainment to make one believe the phrase is true. Downtown has always been a mixture of the old and new, both of architecture as well as being a melting pot of cultures. Pink Chains was well known but only within it's microcosm. There was plenty of BDSM orientated clubs or 'playrooms' located throughout the city but Pink Chains was one of the few playrooms that catered only to lesbians. A huge burly, menacing looking man wearing skintight latex pants, black form fitting shirt and a ski mask manned the battered weathered old metal door. He was the bouncer and the only male. He was voluntarily castrated to withhold the carnal sexual urges that would drive any ordinary male nuts..... Once inside, deep within the bowels of an old brick building was another world. Young girls were wearing ball or penis gags, suspended from the ceiling by their wrists or their tits, some hung upside down and all being swatted by women with black leather whips. Other girls were tied spreadeagled to tables and being sexually tortured, huge dildos being rammed in both holes as they wriggled and moaned. Still others were shackled to tall X shaped St Andrews crosses, their tits jiggling as they were whipped, their nipples held hostage by clamps. Along one wall was 5 girls, some slowly becoming aroused while others stared. All 5, like all the other girls being used and abused, were naked. On the wall was posted the cardinal house rules for prospective submissives..... '1.....no names will be asked for or given except by being ordered to divulge by a Domme.....' '2.....all subs must remain silent and unless gagged will not speak unless given permission....' '3.....subs will do as instructed and must willingly submit to whatever a Domme wishes subs needs and limits will be set by propective Dommes...' Every once a while one of the newbies would cast a quick glance upward and re read the house rules but quickly put their head down as a sign of subservience. A black woman in her mid 30's came up to the row of naked kneeling girls. shit.....not much of a selection tonight, is there?.... She took the handle of her whip, stuck it under an asian sub's chin and forced it upwards. I guess you'll do for tonight, she said....Now slut....get on all fours and follow me to the wall.... When the girl showed some hesitation, the ebony Domme whipped her across her tits.....NOW, slut! As the other 4 watched, the asian crawled behind the woman until they reached a wall. INstructed to stand, her ass up against the wall, the asian was shackled with wrists and ankles far apart, ballgag in her mouth and the woman began whipping her across her tits, belly and pussy..... Sylvia, or 'Mistress Sylvia' as she was addressed in the club, strutted over to the row of nude girls, her gaze finally centered in the raven haired blue eyed nymph. I am Mistress Sylvia, she told the girl. arise and get on all fours....
Thread: 'PINK CHAINS'......(CindyHarrison and Bondageslut 705)

Mina Harker was sick of sex, ok that wasnt true, she was sick of the plain old vanilla sex she had gotten used to since she had become sexually active in high school. She had experimented back then with both boys and girls and found that she enjoyed the company of girls more and though she would classify herself as more bisexual than an actual lesbian as the years had gone on she found her tastes began to drift more and more exclusively to other women. And that had been fine for a while coming from a small rural community and a high school with a graduating class of fifty that had actually been spicy enough in the relationship department. Then she had moved out to LA to live with a cousin and maybe go to school. she wasnt sure what for or that she even wanted to but LA was more exciting than rural Montana and her cousin pretty much left her to her own devices, she didnt even charge Mina rent. But as her time in LA increased and Mina's world opened up more she began to explore more. She found things online or passed by places as she worked that piqued her curiosity. It was while she was making a delivery to one such place that she had first set foot into a BDSM Club, it shook her world and no matter what she did as the days turned into weeks, she couldnt get the things she had seen out of her head. So she began her search. It was another full week before she found any info on a place called Pink Chains, reading that it catered only to lesbians struck her as a bit odd, would she count? She supposed she could always say she was a lesbian, it had been more than a year since the last time she had slept with a man. So on her next night off she went to the club. Now Mina was not a timid girl but nor was she overtly aggressive and assertive. She considered herself more playful but had found herself more than willing to experiment for the sake of her partners and to let them call the shots. So when she was asked if she was a sub or a Domme she firmly stated sub. She was then ordered to get undressed and kneel with her head down, facing a wall. She barely had time to look around before she was on her knees. But the sounds were driving her crazy. As she knelt there waiting she would surreptitiously look up at the sign and read the house rules. Always careful to duck her head if it sounded like someone was coming. But after an hour of kneeling and waiting and her sexual frustration growing as she listened to the noises around her she was ready to call it quits. when a black leather clad woman strutted over Mina's hopes rose only to be dashed when the Domme chose the Asian girl next to her. Mina's sexual frustration had become so distracting that when a new woman came over and addressed her it took her a few seconds longer than normal to tell she was speaking to Mina. The young black haired beauty began to stand but stopped and quickly went to all fours
Thread: 'PINK CHAINS'......(CindyHarrison and Bondageslut 705)

Good, the woman said as she looked down at the girl on all fours....For a new sub you obey well. That will help you immensely in here.... Sylvia led the girl to an open room...rows of ropes and leather cuffs were swaying from the ceiling. A slender brunette was already hanging suspended, her arms up over her head, wrists secured to the cuffs. The woman ordered Mina to stand while she secured the girl's wrists to the cuffs then began to slowly pull on the ropes until the girl was dangling, her feet barely touching the floor. As the brunette stared at the new captive, a ballgag was forced in Mina's mouth, tight shackles binding her ankles. Seems we already have a slave sister in here, she said nodding toward the brunette, gently swaying as she struggled, moans issuing from her gagged mouth. As the brunette stared, Sylvia pulled off her leggings and panties, cinching a strap on harness around her waist, a foot long dildo swaying from the middle. Sylvia grabbed the raven haired girl by her waist, plunging the huge stiff rubber cock deep in her pussy. She fucked her almost savagely for a while, then pulled out, shoving the dildo inside the brunette. over and over she fucked both of them, their orgasmic nectar acting as a perfect lubricant...as both girls struggled and moaned, Sylvia stopped and pulled out, gazing at the pair of bound and gagged beauties. God, is there anything more beautiful than a tied and gagged sub?, she asked, spanking their bare asses before plunging back in their cunts....
Thread: 'PINK CHAINS'......(CindyHarrison and Bondageslut 705)

Mina crawled behind Mistress Sylvia, looking around as they went at all the deeply erotic and perverse acts being carried out and found to her surprise that she was even more turned on than she thought she would have been. She kept imagining herself in the various situations she found around her as they continued through the club. Finally they seemed to make it to their destination, an open room with another girl, a brunette already chained and dangling from the ceiling. Mina licked her lips in anticipation, wondering what would happen to her. When she was ordered to stand she did so, though it wasn't as gracefully as she had seen some of the other subs do. Then her wrists were shackled above her head and she was suddenly hoisted into the air. Immediately her arms started aching as her toes barely brushed the floor, but it was a...pleasant ache. One she hadn't expected to enjoy. A ball gag was pressed against her mouth and Mina opened it allowing the red rubber ball in. It was buckled tightly around her head and her tongue went automatically to try to push it out. She stopped however when she saw the massive dildo. She let out a whimper and shook her head but it was too late and the huge cock was shoved deep into her pussy. Her scream was muffled by the gag as her whole body twitched and spasmed. She had never had anything that big penetrate her and she found herself gasping and coughing as Mistress Sylvia began to roughly fuck her with it. Soon though she was surprised to find that the pain was mixing with pleasure and her groans and moans turned to ones of pleasure as she cam for the first time. As her body twitched and spasmed through the orgasmic bliss she felt the dildo slide out and she was forced to watch as the brunette was fucked to orgasm. The process repeated itself several times until Mina was drained hanging limply in the chains. She barely registered the smack to her ass. Though her now hypersensitive clit as the dildo was once more thrust back into her.
Thread: 'PINK CHAINS'......(CindyHarrison and Bondageslut 705)

By now a small group had come over to watch, as they often did whenever Sylvia played in the club. Despite the fact that the woman was at times more sadistic than most dommes, suprisingly if the subs were given a choice, they would beg to be used by her. The brunette was only hanging about 6 feet away from the new raven haired sub, watching as Sylvia reamed her, pumping like a crazed animal. The woman began switching back and forth between the two suspended slaves until both were hanging with heads drooped, nectar dripping from their well overly used cunts. Always enjoying an audience, Sylvia took Mina down from the ceiling hooks, laid her on the floor and handcuffed her wrists behind her back. She dragged the girl underneath the hanging brunette then took a spreaderbar and forced the brunette's legs wide apart. A long clear plastic tube was slipped into the girl's pussy, the other end squeezed into the raven haired girl's mouth, keeping the gag in place. A huge menacing looking 2 foot long vibrating dildo was shoved into the brunette's cunt and turned on high. As she was forced to cum over and over, her nectar flowed down the tube and into Mina's mouth.
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