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Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

As she yanked him forwards and pulled his pants down, he experienced a brief moment of panic. She was so much more experienced, what if she thought his cock was- Not a problem. She continued to tear off his clothes before dragging him into a kiss and tumbling to the bed.Her breasts pressed against his chest, so soft and warm, their naked bodies pressed together. He'd thought he understood what it would be like, but nothing had prepared him for the feeling of it, the sensation of skin against skin. One hand instinctively gasped her hip, the other tangled in her hair, both desperate to pull her closer, to feel his skin against hers. To plunge his cock inside of her. Every inch of him ached for that, burned for that. He never did figure out whether she pulled him in, he thrust, or both. Suddenly she was inside of her, her slick hot walls clinging to him, and nothing in the universe mattered but her. The hand on her hip go out of the way, clutching at her breast, as instinct took over and he began to thrust his hips. He pounded deep inside of her, his lust-crazed pace hard and fast and all he could think about was the feel of her.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

Do you like this? she asked in somewhat a demanding tone, her inflection made harsh by his deep, hard thrusts. He wasted no time hitting all her walls, his manhood larger the the last few she had been with. Does it feel good? Pounding this sopping wet pussy? each question was punctuated by a sigh or moan, as he continued to plunge into her moist depths. It feel like this because of you. Because of what you did to me. She explained, whispering into his ear, nibbling on it between words. If you want it to this good each time, you now know what you have to do. She explained, heaving breath as he hit her tender spots. It wasn't just an explanation though, it was a command. From here on out, he would know what was expected of him. She pushed into him as he thrust into her, squeezing him tightly each time. She wasn't about to let him go until he fill her with his seed. She needed that cum, flowing into her willing womb. She wasn't about to let this fine piece of man meat go, and getting pregnant was extra insurance to hold on to him with. Of course, she hoped it wouldn't come to that.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

Her voice came to him like something he was dreaming. Or possibly a vision, some loving but demanding goddess speaking to him from her throne in the heavens. Do you like this? Yes Mistress, he gasped. Does it feel good? Pounding this sopping wet pussy? Nnnnngghhhhhh yes Mistress! he moaned. Her pussy was clenching him now, sucking him in deeper, squeezing at his sides. He was getting closer to cumming, he knew that, but he felt like he had to fight it as long as he possibly could. That he owed her that, somehow. Or more importantly that she just deserved his greatest effort. If you want it this good each time, you know what you have to do Yes Mistress, he moaned as she rolled beneath him like a wave of flesh. I'll worship your pussy, every time. She hadn't said the other times would be with her, not really, but he wasn't thinking about that right now. He was thinking about her body pressed against his, about how desperately he wanted to cum, about the feel of her pussy gripping his cock, about the sweaty grinding and heaving He moaned, losing control of his hips as he buried his cock as deep inside her as it would go. Mistress, he gasped. I can't, I'm going to- He felt his balls clench, and for the first time Prince Caleb came inside a woman, clinging to her body as he poured his seed inside her.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

She bit into his neck as he tensed, finding a vein and sucking it hard. It probably wasn't a good idea to give the young prince a hickey, but in this moment she didn't care. Everything was going her way. Everything happening exactly as she hoped it would. She had the strong urge to mark him, just as he was marking her with his seed. She continued to bite and suck on his neck, as he continued to fill her with his seed. It was a thick, powerful eruption into her being, a culmination of his many years of waiting for this. Once she was happy with the mark she left on him, she traveled up his neck to his ear, whispering sweetly was it everything you ever wanted? She pulled his head down to her breast again, letting him rest against her bosom. Their legs tangled into a sweaty mess, and she held him in her arms. She knew he would fall asleep soon, and her heart beating beneath her chest would sooth him into a rhythmic slumber. Gently she ran fingers through his hair, feeling content in this moment. It far different from her own first time, out at sea, the rocking boat the scent of the men- She pushed the memories deep down inside, clinging to the young prince for some measure of comfort. She wasn't that girl anymore, and the man in her arms didn't care about any of that. Yet still the past continued to haunt her dreams, denying her any more than a few hours rest. The sun was out already when she woke, and she saw little point in trying to get more rest. No, she saw a new oppurtunity presenting itself. She slid out of bed carefully, cautious not to wake Caleb. No there was work to be done before she wanted him to wake up. Under her bed she found a box of toys. A nice collection of things from over the years. She pulled out some hand cuffs from within, testing their strength. Yes these would do quite nicely. She got back on the bed, and carefully moved his arms,attaching the cuffs to one wrist, sliding them around a post and then on to the other wrist. She tested it for just a moment, making sure they were secure before moving down his body. She planted a light kiss on his lip and moved down. To his neck, finding the mark she left there the night before, to his chest, catching one of his nipples between her teeth for s brief moment. She went further, tasting the sweat resting on his ab, to his hip bones and finally, reaching his flaccid cock. The commingling of her juices and his seed left a strong aroma there, one she found quite pleasing. She starting sucking him, deep and hard, beseeching the blood to flow there once more.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

He didn't care as her teeth dug into his flesh. His whole universe was the climax, and the pain in his neck was merely a part of that, like ever other touch and sound and smell the two of them created while entwined. It felt like his soul was pouring into her, his very being emptying into her body, and it was like nothing he'd ever felt before. His mind swirled with the experience, and when they finally collapsed together in a tangled, sweaty heap he felt as if he were floating on a warm, fuzzy cloud. He gladly snuggled up to her, resting his head on her chest. His hand instinctively reached out and rested on her hip. It was unbelievable...Mistress, he said, suddenly feeling as if he should keep using that title. It was beyond anything I ever imagined. I never even dreamed what it would be like. And I'm not sure... he couldn't resist, he leaned forwards and planted a warm kiss on the top of her breast, ...I was different. I'm usually really...confident. And I know I wasn't about this, but I still...people don't usually tell me what to do. It felt good. Safe. I'm not sure how to say it right... His eyes were already fluttering closed. After a few mumbled attempts to explain himself he drifted off to sleep, curled up aganst her like a faithful pet. He awoke in confusion and chains. Not fear. It hadn't been happening long enough for there to be any kind of fear. But his wrists were definitely chained. He remembered where he was, so wheredid... A sudden wave of pleasure made him arch his back and moan. The feeling of her lips around his cock struck his waking mind all at once, and he bucked his hips a little instinctively. Lady....I-I mean Mistress! he gasped. W-What's going on? I mean, I...why am I...ohh....
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

His hardening cock was begin to fill her mouth as she sucked him strongly. Her tongue worked down his shaft, and swirled around his head, trying to find his particular sensitive spot. As he grew beyond a mouthful she bobbed her head up and down, taking his length quickly into her mouth and slowly sliding up it, again and again until he was stiff enough for her purposes. She left his cock slick with her saliva, knowing it would be the only lube she would have available for now. His confused cries and soft moans excited her further. He didn't yet know what it meant to serve his mistress but he would learn. Finishing with her mouth she provided with with no answers, just a bit of cryptic advice Give in to the pleasure you can't control. She climbed up his tight body, once more planting small wet kiss on her way up. She lingered at his nipple once more, testing his limits for painful pleasure. She took it between her teeth, tugging it and running her teeth across. She didn't push him too far yet, just gave him a taste of pain to make the pleasure all the more intense. At the same time, her pussy and ass hovered near his now engorged member, teasing it by rubbing up and down. Her soft lips brushing against his veins and nerves, a promise of what was to come. Now she sat up, holding her pussy with one hand, guiding it on top of his manhood still slick with her saliva. It was incredibly tight without her own wetness, and the friction made the trip down his cock a rather intense one. She groaned low as she pushed down on top of him, until her hips finally reached his. She took a moment in this position, feeling his cock twitch within her, each pulse of blood into him was filling her tight pussy. She started slow, swiveling her hips so his cock rubbed each of her inner walls. She was begin to get wet and she this all of this was driving him crazy.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

He moaned louder as her tongue went to work on his shaft. He was getting harder than he ever had before, and he would have said just a few minutes ago that he had peaked in bed with her. But now she had his cock in her mouth, tongue teasing and twirling it like and expert, and even more than that every time he tugged uselessly at the handcuffs a jolt went through his body. He kicked his legs feebly, but it felt like they weighed a million tons and barely twitched. And all the time her mouth worked ceaselessly on his cock, and the handcuffs made it impossible to move. she could do anything she wanted to me. The thought hit him like a thunderbolt. It carried with it a certain level of terror the realization that he was utterly and completely helpless. Before, he could have left. There was no chance he would, but he COULD have turned and walked out of the room. Now he was trapped, and if she was giving him pleasure now...so much pleasure!...she could just as easily turn it into pain. And somehow, that thought was more erotic and exciting than any other he had ever had. When the pain did come, it was only more of the same. Sensation, excitement.And cryptic as her advice was, he thought he might be beginning to understand it. There was nothing he could do but lie back and let it all happen...unless he received some other orders...and he realized that was delicious. Possibly because he was a prince a fourth prince, but still a prince and had been in control so often, possibly because there was something in his nature, but whatever it was his inability to resist was almost as wonderful as the sex with her had been before. And then she mounted him. There was no other word for it she leaned back, her glorious breasts swaying above him and oh god, his inability to reach up and grab them almost hurt then filled herself with him again, clamping onto his cock with her tight walls. His cock was throbbing inside her, and he was desperate to fuck her as he did before, but the angle was bad. She was riding him like a prized horse, and while he could buck into her as best he could, she was an experienced rider and knew exactly how to get the performance she wanted over him. He moaned helplessly as she rode him, his skin flushed and hot, his breath growing ragged.
Thread: A Royal Catch (Xanaphia X CrushedbyHeels)

She moved her hips rhythmically, barely lifting off him just yet. Slow, gentle movements to get the blood flowing. She took her time, letting the slow build up of passion drive him mad. He was already bucking against her, desperate for more, desperate to use his hands, but she went slow, using him as a tool for her own enjoyment. He would learn where his place was. Beneath her, serving her pleasure. I want you to cum again, She explained, her ass bouncing against him ever so slightly. Her juices were seeping out of her, soaking his lower body with her lust. She went harder and faster now. I want you to cum deep inside of me. I want all of it. She told him through gritted teeth and soft moans. She threw her head back in bliss as she found a nice rhythm to ride him. She was coming up maybe halfway now, plunge back on his each time with increasing ferocity. You will give me every drop, if I have to squeeze it out of you. She threatening, her hands on his chest now as her body slammed against him again and again. Her breasts shook wildly as her body moved with a powerful desire. She was clenching him now, determined to bring him to an intense release.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Scarlet O'Hare had been on this unknown island for five years. Not that she knew that, she'd stopped counting the days after 186 days. There just didn't seem to be a point in counting anymore. Currently the blue eyed, red-head sat by the edge of her shelter which happened to be a ground level cave. She'd made the door that covered the entrance. She sat just outside of it, cleaning the rabbit she'd caught. Beside her lay a big white wolf. There had use to be a pack of wolves on the island, but now it was just this one and he was Scarlet's constant companion. She tossed the big wolf a piece of fat when she heard the loud screeching sounds. She watched a small plane fly over, clearly about to crash. It disappeared from sight and she heard the sound of the plane hitting the water. Standing up, she was dressed in a pair of tattered jeans and a tank top. Let's check it out. She said to the wolf. They left camp at a brisk jog, but still the man was up and exploring before Scarlet got to the beach where he'd washed up. She found his tracks and began following him at a distance. Her wolf was just as silent, padding behind her. She may have missed people, but five years being virtually alone meant that she was wary of humans now, so she was content to hang back and follow the man, see what he was going to do, of course she wouldn't let him injure himself, after all, she was curious about him.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Jeffrey first set off into the forest. If he could find a fallen tree he might make a lean-to if he found some leaves large enough to function as a roof. He'd done a survival course in the Air Force, and he was confident that the island would provide for him. As long as he didn't- what the hell? A large paw print as if from a canine was evident on the ground in front of him. Well! That was good news. If the island could sustain large predators there had to be large game here. Or plenty of small game. And there was plenty of fruit. He wouldn't starve, that was for sure. From time to time, Jeffrey got the feeling he was being watched. The feeling grew so strong that he once spun around. He saw some movement in some bushes, but that turned out to be a rabbit. Rabbits would be plentiful, but eating only rabbits was a sure way to die slowly. But there were plenty of carbohydrates in the fruit here, so a varied diet was ensured. Jeffrey knew he had no chance to catch a rabbit with his bare hands, so he'd have to find a good spot to set a snare. With this in mind, he continued down the animal trail, seeing several tracks. Something that looked like deer and also boar. But rabbits would be the most plentiful game, and also the easiest to catch in a trap. He spotted a likely place to set a snare. He looked for bendy saplings and lianas he could use to make a trap, noticing that some of the younger trees were already missing some of their branches. He didn't think animals ate small branches off trees, but more than likely they had been broken off by a passing larger animal. Closer inspection proved him wrong, and provided him with his first hint of unease. These branches had been cut off. By someone using a tool. He was not alone. The feeling of being watched again intensified, and as the first herald of a thunderstorm rumbled in the sky, Jeffrey shouted Hello!?
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Scarlet continued to follow him silently, watching as he decided what to do. She had to admit, she was curious about him, it was the first time shed seen another person in a little over five years. She jumped when he spun around, calling. But she was tucked far enough into the trees that she wouldn't be seen. Thunder boomed and Scarlet looked up to the sky. Storms could be vicious on the island. After the first one, she was careful never to get caught out in it. She looked back at the man and knew she'd have to decide. But it didn't feel right, to leave him out in the storm, but she couldn't help the wariness she felt when she thought of approaching him. She continued to watch him as the sky opened up, rain poured down in big fat drops she sighed eyeing the wolf before she stepped out of the shadows, with the wolf at her side She looked over at the man as she stood about ten feet from him. You don't want to be caught out in a storm here. She says loudly over the pouring rain. She stood barefoot, her red hair tied back as she quickly became soaked. She wasn't really sure what else to say so she simply turned and began walking back to camp, figuring he'd follow if he wanted to. Five years alone meant her social skills certainly weren't great. Her wolf bounded forward, knowing they were heading home.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

You don't want to be caught out in a storm here. Jeffrey started as a female voice spoke up behind him. The shock was increased when he turned around and saw a woman with long red hair, blue eyes, and tattered jeans and tank top flanked by... a wolf!? In the tropics? That alone would be an interesting story. But who was she? Where did she come from? Feeling suddenly silly for prancing around in just his boxers, he didn't have time to put his clothes on. He ran after her on bare feet and shouted Hey! Wait up! He caught up with her and the big wolf. The wolf stared at him and made him keep his distance, but he still followed her. After a long walk they arrived at a cave. She hadn't talked during their walk, and he was intimidated by the large canine watching him. She removed the cover and went inside. Would it be all right if I came in? he asked timidly. The rain was soaking him by now, and lightning flashed and thunder rolled.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Scarlet led him through the forest, picking her way gracefully, following a stream until it led to the cave. Getting to the cave, she went in, leaving the branch wall off, so he could come in as she set about starting a fire. She glanced over at his question, wondering why he asked, obviously that's why she brought him there. But then she saw the wolf staring him down. She chuckled a bit and reached out, taking a handful of the wolf's white scruff she tugged gently. The wolf made a noise but at Scarlet's next, more insistent tug, he obeyed, moving out of the man's path and he went and laid in the back of the cave. Sorry, She murmurs He doesn't like people much. She got the fire going before sitting cross legged beside it to start drying off, she had some dried meat and she offered him some before biting off of her own piece and chews quietly, still observing the man. She wondered what the odds were, that he'd crash on the same island she had crashed on, what seemed like so long ago. She waited for him to come in, then got up and replaced the final wall to keep some heat in and keep the rain out.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Her chuckle wasn't all reassuring to him, but she made the big wolf move away, for which he was eternally grateful. The fire meant warmth, something he desperately needed right now. The rain was colder than he'd expected, and he was shivering. But now he at least had time to put his clothes on. They were still wet, but after a while the warmth from the fire seeped through, and he eventually stopped shivering. He gratefully nodded as she offered him a piece of dried meat. He hadn't realized until now how hungry he was, and he tore into it with relish. Then he stopped and checked himself. God, where was his manners? I haven't introduced myself, he said, startled at the way his voice reverberated through the little cave. Lowering his voice, he continued My plane crashed. I was the only one on board, thank God. My name is Jeffrey. Plaster. I am pleased to meet you. That would do for starters. She didn't strike him as big on conversation, but she had been good enough to share her cave with him, at least for the time being. He owed her his name. He hadn't much to offer her in return. He had a pack of chewing gum and his swiss army knife. He couldn't depend on her wanting him to live with her after the storm lifted. He would need the knife to survive. Say, um, are there any other caves nearby? I don't want to impose on your hospitality. Is... are there any other people on this island?
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

She returned to sit beside him as he spoke, saying his name, introducing himself, she smiled a bit Nice to meet you, I'm Scarlet, Her voice sounded just a bit rough, after all, there were times when she went days without speaking, especially if her wolf left her to hunt or just wander. She sat cross legged to finish eating, shrugging at his question, Yes, there are many caves, and no, no other people on the island. She paused then tilted her head If you want, you can stay here as long as you need. She chewed on another piece of jerky. I wouldn't mind the company. It's been...a long time, since I've had the company of another human. She mused as she watched him. No, she didn't think she'd mind the company, often times she'd found herself missing people. She hadn't been much of a people person, but she'd had her close circle of friends, and she missed them. But aside from people and some of the essential basics, she didn't entirely mind living like this, after she'd figured it out, she'd actually found it kind of fun, though she'd of course grown tired of it, and wished to return to civilization, she realized that would be quite the shock for her, after being use to living like this for so long. She tilted her head curiously What year is it? She wondered how long she'd actually been on the island.
Thread: Marooned. (Nevada x Wolfman)

Scarlet was a bit rough around the edges, leading Jeffrey to believe she'd been here for quite some time. But she was hospitable, which helped him to come down from the shock of crashing and almost dying quite nicely. His heart sank when she said there were no other humans here. What year is it? Oh dear. Jeffrey was afraid he might be the bearer of bad news. But he couldn't lie to her. He looked her squarely in the eyes 2014. How long have you been here, exactly? His heart was starting to sink. If she had to ask what year it was, she had probably been here for quite some time. The prospect of getting rescued seemed bleak, especially as his transponders had conked out several hundred miles from here. His dad was in hospital with a serious stroke. Damn it! With a voice that was starting to quaver as the reality of his situation was starting to set in, he asked her Have you tried signaling for help? How did you come to be here? He paused, then My dad is in the hospital. I was on my way home to see him.