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Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Arianna looked up as a woman stopped before her cell and talked to Arianna's keeper. Before long, the woman entered the room. Arianna studied her red hair and slender body. She looked to be a bit taller than Arianna, but not too much. She smiled at her and heard her question. Well, I grew tired of my business after it grew successful. The same routine day after day of regular work was growing monotonous, so I found my release in the world of slavery. I handed off my business and came here.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Annabelle listened to what the younger woman was saying. I understand that... After I made my fortune, I got tired of the day to day grind. So, I sold it and retired to my estate in the country... Tell me a bit about your background... Your family, where did you go to college, what kind of business did you have?
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Arianna began to answer her questions, talking about her family, her education at the University of Chicago, her degree in Communications and Technology, and her business that worked with computer programs and troubleshooting, as well as day to day things like daily emails and servers for websites.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Annabelle smiled, Well, Arianna... I think you are just what I'm looking for... Gather your things and I'll be back to pick you up after I pay for you. Annabelle left to talk with the owners of the slave market.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Arianna nodded, going to pack her bag with her few meager possessions. She then sat and waited, watching Annabelle through the glass. Her emerald eyes followed her as she waited, smiling. She hadn't really been expecting a mistress, but she had accepted it as a possibility. She was curious to see how this would turn out.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Annabelle returned a short time later, Come with me, Arianna... They walked out to a waiting black Lincoln. Annabelle opened the trunk and had Arianna put her case inside. Then, Annabelle got behind the wheel and had Arianna sit in the passenger seat. Now, Arianna. For now we will set just a couple of ground rules. First, when we are in private you will refer to me as either Mistress or Mistress Belle. When we are out in public, you may call me just Belle. Also, I will be calling you Anna from now on. Do you understand, Anna?
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Arianna got to her feet, following after Annabelle. She put her case in the trunk and climbed into the passenger seat. The young woman turned her attention toward Annabelle. She watched her, listening as the woman gave her a few rules. She gave a little nod. Yes, Mistress, she said. She wasn't sure why Annabelle wanted to change Arianna's name, but she didn't protest.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Soon they arrived at Belle's home. It was a nice sized home in the suburbs. Welcome to your new home, Anna They brought her things into the foyer. Then, Belle took her by the hand and showed Anna her new home. The downstairs consisted of the kitchen that had all of the most modern appliances dinning room a game room with a Wii, PS3, XBox 360, and a few classic arcade games a little home theater with a popcorn machine outside, a exercise room, sauna, hot tub, outdoor pool, living room and Ryan's office. They returned to the foyer, they took her bags and lead her upstairs. Then they walked into the master bedroom. There was a nice four poster bed, desk, a fireplace with an armchair before it. There was two large walk-in closets one with her clothes, the other was empty. Then she showed Anna to the master bathroom it was big with a shower stall, large bathtub and two marble sinks. Then the walked into the bedroom, What do you think?
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Anna smiled and let Belle take her by her hand. She followed her around, her eyes taking in everything. It was marvelous, so much nicer than a penthouse in the city. She smiled as she followed Belle and looked at everything the house had to offer. When they were done, they came into the bedroom. She looked at Belle and smiled, nodding. I like it, Mistress Belle.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Belle smiled, Very good... Now... Please unpack your bags... I would like to see what kind of clothes you have with you... We might have to go shopping tomorrow to get you some new clothes... While you unpack I'll explain your duties. They are very simple. You are responsible for all of the household cleaning and most of the cooking. I like to cook every once and awhile. You and I will be sharing this bed. I will be picking out the clothes that you wear every day and what you will wear to bed.... If you wear anything... I want you to feel at home here. So, when have finished your work you are free to do what ever you want.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Anna nodded, going downstairs and grabbing her bags. She brought them back upstairs, smiling at her Mistress and starting to unpack them. They were various things sexy lingerie, tight businesswoman outfits, and skimpy nightgowns. She looked up at Belle as she explained her duties. She nodded quietly and smiled. Yes, Mistress. She assumed that meant that Belle wanted to use her sexually as well. She stood up straight once she had everything unpacked, waiting for her removal.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Belle inspected Anna's clothes... Mmm... Not much in the way of casual atire... We'll have to go shopping tomorrow and get you some more clothes... Then she and Anna walked out of the closet. Now, Anna it time for me to get a good look at your body... Please strip down to your bra and panties...
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Anna nodded. She wondered what it was Belle wanted. She followed her out, hearing her command. She nodded and undid her blazer, then her button up, pulling those off, then slid off her skirt. She was left in her bra and panties. She was a lithe, supple young woman. She smiled and let Belle inspect her body.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Belle smiled as she walked around her new slave... Nice... Very nice... Please take off your underwear...
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Anna looked at her and shifted uncomfortably. She bit her lip before reaching down, taking off her bra and panties for Belle.
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Belle smiled as Anna did as she was told. Then Belle walked around Anna again, OK... Now I wan you to undress me...
Thread: Selling herself (SalesGirlAnna x Lilytania)

Anna licked her lips nervously and began to take Belle's clothes off as well. She gently moved, gracefully caressing her Mistress' body until she was completely bare.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

This is absolutely wacko! How can they be able to do this??? MISSION VIEJO CBS An Orange County couple has been ordered to stop holding a Bible study in their home on the grounds that the meeting violates a city ordinance as a church and not as a private gathering. Homeowners Chuck and Stephanie Fromm, of San Juan Capistrano, were fined 300 earlier this month for holding what city officials called a regular gathering of more than three people. That type of meeting would require a conditional use permit as defined by the city, according to Pacific Justice Institute PJI, the couples legal representation. The Fromms also reportedly face subsequent fines of 500 per meeting for any further religious gatherings in their home, according to PJI. This is also about a city trying to get a family to pay fees to pay fees and pay money to them just to be able to have friends over to read the Bible, attorney Brad Dacus of PJI told CBS2. Click to expand...
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

I'm not religious, but that's fucked up and all kinds of illogical.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

And how! I'm not religious either but I think the requirements for a church are really extreme. Just more than 3 people?? No foolin'? So, five people would need a permit to discuss religious doctrine in their pad? I could understand if they had fifty people over and there were cars parked all on the street and they were causin' a ruckus, but that's a whole different offense than whether they have a right to study religion in their home at all. This just makes the government seem greedy and intolerant.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

I'm willing to bet that the government had islam in mind when they made this rule. Applying it to law abiding christians is ridiculous but unless all parties are treated equally, there'll be accusations of religious hatred and maligning the majoritively law abiding muslim community. What you should be asking is, who reported this couple in the first place to the authorities and what were their motives?
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

Apparently there were at times as many as fifty people in attendance... The law that they were cited under is ridiculous, but at some point the city should have a right to say Okay, we need to do a fire inspection here.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

Oh. I guess I better know my onions before starting a topic like this. The news segments I watched made them out to be victimsunfairly targeted.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

I wouldn't be surprised if firenoise regulations were the point of the law and then the lawmakers got stupid.
Thread: Orange County Shits on 1st Amendment Rights

I could also see the county just being greedy.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

RE Analize This Stands at a distance, behind the yellow line and away from the cold metal bars. Youre a pathological liar whos in control yet uncontrollable, lacking societys ignorance, and harboring contempt for anything and everything. This journal is titled in apparent challenge, if nothing more than to observe the outside world go roundy-round the merry-go-round and drive themselves into the ground. But, as you said, no one knows whats wrong with you except yourself, so whats the point of analyzing what you dont desire to unveil? And whos to say all of the above isnt a misrepresentation of your life, or a desperate cry for help with underlying meaning to stay the fuck away? Wanders off.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

RE Analize This Raivh said Stands at a distance, behind the yellow line and away from the cold metal bars. Youre a pathological liar whos in control yet uncontrollable, lacking societys ignorance, and harboring contempt for anything and everything. This journal is titled in apparent challenge, if nothing more than to observe the outside world go roundy-round the merry-go-round and drive themselves into the ground. But, as you said, no one knows whats wrong with you except yourself, so whats the point of analyzing what you dont desire to unveil? And whos to say all of the above isnt a misrepresentation of your life, or a desperate cry for help with underlying meaning to stay the fuck away? Wanders off. Click to expand... I intended the thread title to be a double-entendre but I see now that it looks attention seeking. I may well change it. I was clicking through the journals here and thought 'what the hell, beats group therapy.' I guess I'm writing here because I can and because other people may be able to offer insight that hasn't occurred to me. As for the lying, it's something I do have a degree of control over. It's necessary in my current profession and in my favourite recreational activity, which is poker. It's also necessary in order to present a half-sane faade to the world at large. It's a double-edged talent that I utilise when it suits me and sometimes just to amuse myself but I have nothing to gain from using it here. But hey, thanks for stopping by, you go ahead and have a nice day now. ...must not lie slaps self across the face Shut it bitch.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Welcome to the jungle, I'm a sexual deviant semi sadistic ass hole. I piss people off, make them angry with me, or just disgusted because I now at the end of the day everyone who can betray you will, and those that don't are just waiting to see a sensitive or exposed area. I get more joy out of hearing a woman scream, or beg then I do any sort of sex. I've physically damaged mot of my female partners who I've shown the real me, although a surprising number return. I always hear the voices, the fun voices telling me to grab the bitch by her throat, squeeze until her eyes widen, tempt fate, see how long how tight I can hold before the light fades from her eyes. I don't know why I like pushing boundaries, not even pain persay, just pushing seeing what I can do, seeing what will make them react this way or that. The dark side is always their, looking for a victim a chance to burn, or twist. Looking for a chance to be let out, sometimes I wonder if it's really my dark side, or the real me, and what most people consider the normal me is just societies brainwashing. If the depression that gnaws at me, and the hate that boils under my skin were to be let loose if I would be caught before or after I'm infamous.... Just letting you know, so if you come up with some miracle magical cure, besides a .45 to the brain you'll share it. Alot of people here have issues I've actually found a few people who sicken even me though they are few and far between. I look forward to talking to you more....
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Says the dude quoting Bad Touch in his sig and with Duke Nukem as his AV, lol. tortured I have to agree with the Raivh guy. You seem to dramatize and glamorize a lot of the admittedly negative aspects of your personality and life. That being said, it was an entertaining read, despite the gloating about how messed up and out of reach you are.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

miles said Says the dude quoting Bad Touch in his sig and with Duke Nukem as his AV, lol. tortured I have to agree with the Raivh guy. You seem to dramatize and glamorize a lot of the admittedly negative aspects of your personality and life. That being said, it was an entertaining read, despite the gloating about how messed up and out of reach you are. Click to expand... Whoa there. Don't twist my words up. I'm not going to trample on her for wanting to write this out, in whatever way she wanted to write it out.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Raivh said miles said Says the dude quoting Bad Touch in his sig and with Duke Nukem as his AV, lol. tortured I have to agree with the Raivh guy. You seem to dramatize and glamorize a lot of the admittedly negative aspects of your personality and life. That being said, it was an entertaining read, despite the gloating about how messed up and out of reach you are. Click to expand... Whoa there. Don't twist my words up. I'm not going to trample on her for wanting to write this out, in whatever way she wanted to write it out. Click to expand... That's funny. I didn't trample on her either. I stated an opinion. It wasn't a condemnation.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

miles said Says the dude quoting Bad Touch in his sig and with Duke Nukem as his AV, lol. tortured I have to agree with the Raivh guy. You seem to dramatize and glamorize a lot of the admittedly negative aspects of your personality and life. That being said, it was an entertaining read, despite the gloating about how messed up and out of reach you are. Click to expand... Other people have seen fit to dramatise my life. I'm just trying to process it. I wasn't trying to gloat, I just typed my train of thought, let it flow and posted it. You and I officially have different definitions of 'glamorise.' When something is your status quo you normalise it, you don't have any other option. A different kind of person would merely have clicked away without feeling the need to convey their derision. If anyone's bringing drama to this thread it's therefore you.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Duke Nukem is the definition of what I want to be. He does scary mind rending things that would make a normal an at the very least blink, and yet he doesn't' even pause. he jut makes a one liner and goes about his business. He is nearly suicidal but he doesn't slow down, doesn't bother to think just keeps going and keeps killing. He's a bit of a satire, but it's still interesting. TO me the song always struck a cord, that line in particular. That a woman and a man are nothing but animals. Nothing but beasts barely held back by a thin strand of Civilization. Animals hump who and what they want, kill anything that they choose that isn't higher on the food chain. Females are mated with males that beat them in conquest. Many animal fight for the right to mate, Dogs, Cats, etc. etc. and very few mate for life. I also enjoy both because it's easy to see exactly what you saw. A goofy video game character, and a stupid quote. I've found you find out a lot more about a person by giving them an image and letting hem tell you what it means. As opposed to telling people what the image means in it. I may be expecting too much though.... Finally, if it matters, I find the meaning changes depending on my moods. Part of being Bi Polar with a side of depression, and so it changes depending on how I feel at the time.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Walks in, phone to his ear, in the dying stages of a laughter. Stops by the yellow line. Yeah, I'm telling you, she's real. Yeah. Uh-hu. No, not insane, I mean seriously broken. Remember those cheap carnival, plastic guns you could buy back in the day? Yeah, like when they shattered. Imma send you a pic, kay? Holds up the back of the phone, producing a clicking sound and a minuscule flash. Laughs again as he looks at the screen. Got it? Yeah, I told you. I think you can see her pussy under the jacket, too, sorta makes me sympathize with her father, Haha. Leave? No way, I hadda finger a nurse to get in here. Puts his phone away. Seriously though, I like this little space. Especially what you said about the mattress. Somehow the image makes me all giddy. Voided bladders for any reason just seem so honest, if not passionate. And guess what? I'm a vodka man too! Although I like the idea of oak in my drinks, both for color and taste, I just can't stand it. The fact that you've taken martial arts of course makes me wanna toss you around after having built up your confidence about it. But from what I read maybe building your confidence would be a matter of alchemy. I'm not sure anything you put here is for the enjoyment of others, but I thought I'd let you know anyway, haha. I of course also was struck by the fantasy of mutilating your cat close or infront of you, but as with everything, I'd have to wonder if that would have any affect whatsoever. I like this place and I hope you post here regularly.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

ThomasRHellsing said Welcome to the jungle, I'm a sexual deviant semi sadistic ass hole. I piss people off, make them angry with me, or just disgusted because I now at the end of the day everyone who can betray you will, and those that don't are just waiting to see a sensitive or exposed area. I get more joy out of hearing a woman scream, or beg then I do any sort of sex. I've physically damaged mot of my female partners who I've shown the real me, although a surprising number return. I always hear the voices, the fun voices telling me to grab the bitch by her throat, squeeze until her eyes widen, tempt fate, see how long how tight I can hold before the light fades from her eyes. I don't know why I like pushing boundaries, not even pain persay, just pushing seeing what I can do, seeing what will make them react this way or that. The dark side is always their, looking for a victim a chance to burn, or twist. Looking for a chance to be let out, sometimes I wonder if it's really my dark side, or the real me, and what most people consider the normal me is just societies brainwashing. If the depression that gnaws at me, and the hate that boils under my skin were to be let loose if I would be caught before or after I'm infamous.... Just letting you know, so if you come up with some miracle magical cure, besides a .45 to the brain you'll share it. Alot of people here have issues I've actually found a few people who sicken even me though they are few and far between. I look forward to talking to you more.... Click to expand... I know you have a lot of very rational reasons for your hatred so I do kind of sympathise with you. I think everyone has it within them to become a psycho killer, given the right set of triggers and circumstances. Civilization is a thin veneer and I think many western men have been somewhat disenfranchised by the rise of modern concepts of equality and the decline in physically demanding professions. Nobody would accept The Simpsons or Family Guy if the mother or daughter characters were fat and stupid but it's somehow acceptable to malign men and often for traits that are primarily biological imperatives that can't just be shaken off.
Thread: tortured's padded cell

Verse said Walks in, phone to his ear, in the dying stages of a laughter. Stops by the yellow line. Yeah, I'm telling you, she's real. Yeah. Uh-hu. No, not insane, I mean seriously broken. Remember those cheap carnival, plastic guns you could buy back in the day? Yeah, like when they shattered. Imma send you a pic, kay? Holds up the back of the phone, producing a clicking sound and a minuscule flash. Laughs again as he looks at the screen. Got it? Yeah, I told you. I think you can see her pussy under the jacket, too, sorta makes me sympathize with her father, Haha. Leave? No way, I hadda finger a nurse to get in here. Puts his phone away. Seriously though, I like this little space. Especially what you said about the mattress. Somehow the image makes me all giddy. Voided bladders for any reason just seem so honest, if not passionate. And guess what? I'm a vodka man too! Although I like the idea of oak in my drinks, both for color and taste, I just can't stand it. The fact that you've taken martial arts of course makes me wanna toss you around after having built up your confidence about it. But from what I read maybe building your confidence would be a matter of alchemy. I'm not sure anything you put here is for the enjoyment of others, but I thought I'd let you know anyway, haha. I of course also was struck by the fantasy of mutilating your cat close or infront of you, but as with everything, I'd have to wonder if that would have any affect whatsoever. I like this place and I hope you post here regularly. Click to expand... watches as he comes into view... the untouchable. maybe he'll be confident enough to overstep the line... to come closer and take his picture? No. Pussy. I smile to myself. You're the pussy. Listens to him talk, watching his mouth move excitedly, his eyes gleaming, body shining with lust. But he's not the type to bite into a rotten apple all clean and shiny and yet totally fixated on my tiny body and fucked up life. He's just a voyeur and I have plenty of those. He's not the kind of man who could induce me to void my bladder in abject terror, no matter how giddy it would make him. Needling me about my father, really? Like a right hook from a retard, it's clumsy and lacking in imagination. Look at him strutting, he can be as brazen as he wishes he was while I'm caged in here. My little slasher can take care of himself. Slasher, Oscar, Scragamuffin, capricious little shit, he's a cat of many names and he answers to precisely none of them, much like myself. I scratch my fingers idly on the floor as though expecting him to trot up to me warily, keeping his distance, claws bared. My eyes flick up to meet my visitor's, as though noticing him for the first time. Here little versey... I grin maniacally, imagining his darling girlfriend's collar around his neck, the short leash she has him on, even here in space devoted entirely to unfettered fantasy. How close will she let him get before she yanks him back I wonder?