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Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Vitor did know it was just a reaction plenty of pretty boys under him had cursed him when he'd found just the right points to touch. He knew very well that what they really hated had not been the rape so much as their inability to control themselves. Forced pleasure was far more humiliating than the initial reaction. He had to laugh a little at Curio's desperate denial that his erection was for his rapist as if that mistake could be made. I just can't resist... he told Curio. And maybe you will learn to enjoy this... was the slightly more thoughtful addition. I'm not always rough as I was earlier. He was not at all sorry for what he had done. It was his right to take advantage of the conquered, of course. Curio had tried to fight him, and had done it well. He was merely acknowledging that sometimes slaves learned to at least appreciate their masters. Curio's verbal pleas were ignored, of course. Vitor wrapped his fingers around Curio's cock, stroking gently, encouraging. Maybe Curio was hoping that his erection would fade, but Vitor had no intention of letting that happen. I really would prefer if you used a more respectful term of reference when speaking to me, he said, not pausing in the motions of his hand, massaging the head now, and using his free hand to untangle Curio's fingers from his arm.
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

At first he tried holding back the strangled moans, but that nearly ended up suffocating him, making him dizzy as he was already weak. So he let himself breath, instead clamping his jaw down and not letting any noises past his lips but a galled hiss. His skin all lightly flushed now, member starting to stand proud and red between his legs, betraying him. Curio cursed that he would cut it off of he could for this betrayal. His hand without purchase scrabbled wildly, repeatedly batted away from trying to grab and push the larger man off of him. Finally it simply dropped to the floor, nail digging in to the yarn of the rug. A steadying arm as he tried to shuffle backwards and away instead. Filth is as respectful of a term as you deserve, lips pulled back and teeth snarled. A cornered animal, angry, confused, and appalled with himself. It was hard to concentrate on healing himself, trying to keep his hips STILL when they wanted to thrust forward and he wanted to curl them back and away. He was able to manage it, and guide his massaging fingers down, knitting flesh together as quickly as he could manage. He just had to FINISH and then he could push the mercenary away and curl in on himself in shame. A moment later, which seemed to stretch on forever with the overbearing presence of the soldier pawing all over him and the growing lump in his britches the healer was tyring to ignore, and Curio was done. His pulled his fingers out, his clenching ring of muscle making a lurid wet noise as he was left empty. A sticky trail of spit and seed connected them until Curio quickly wiped the offending matters into the floor. He grabbed his pants, try to close his legs and pull them up despite the mercenary shoved between them, trying to HIDE. Wanted him to stop from getting any ideas of furthering this, knowing he was already stretched from earlier, healed from pain, and slick like a woman in her bedchambers. He just couldnt just Stop! Just stop! Im done. Let me go. Youve done ENOUGH already
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Vitor had to grin at Curio's reaction. He was still horny the earlier satisfaction had already faded, after all. He wouldn't mind another round now that he had eaten, taken off his armour, relaxed a little. He kept a hold on Curio's cock, placing a thumb on the sensitive underside and stroking that. I don't think you need those, he said, pulling Curio's pants away. It was tempting to get rid of them entirely, it really was. Curio did have such a nice ass, and seemed to get embarrassed so easily. Endless source of amusement, he could see that already. A fuck was really a brilliant idea. Curio was stretched and still slick... Unlikely that he would cause too much damage. Maybe a bit of carpet burn? A little fun before all the drinking started would probably keep him from doing anything too stupid. He began to undo his trousers again. Vitor gripped Curio's knee and used that to pull him back close. On your back. He wasn't really asking, he was more informing. If Curio refused, he would just use force.
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Curio tried to hide the buck of his hips in his scramble to get away, a confused flail of arms as he tried to rescue back his last piece of clothing, and lost. Seeing the mans arousal up front made his stomach clench and flutter in childish fear. He hadnt SEEN it the first time it had soiled inside him, but now it was graphically there. Dark blood filled flesh long and thick with a bulbous head. No wonder it had felt like hed been ripped apart. No! Stop just leave me a snarl and he shoved both his hands at the man shoulders, which seemed as immovable as a mountain. That was the problem with using magics. Even a small amount took so much of your energy, it was not an act without consequence. He would need food and rest and calm to get back to himself. Obviously he was getting none of those. Curio paused, glaring at the soldier as his chest rose and fell with staccato breaths. Thinking. Angry. Scared. Tired. A strangled keen of rage as he flopped back on to the floor, not caring his head smacked the earth to hard. The dull throb was a welcome distraction. I hate you, dull, Just. Just get it over with, Curio hid his face behind his arms, fingers pulling at his own hair. He hated himself, but he knew he couldnt fight right now. At least not a winning battle. He didnt have the strength, or the moment of surprise attempting to bite savagely in to the Moors throught to scatter fleshy chunks and spurting blood. He would attempt it, more then likely fail to even get close enough to the jugular to nick the vein. He would be shoved down and he would at least be beaten and violated again at least, killed brutally at most. If he made it through, he would not have the strength to heal himself again. This was the best choice. A disgusting choice but he had to choose his battles in order to win his freedom, and this one he would not succeed. You piggish grunts will surely return my blood from where it betrays me, he cursed aloud. Just because hed laid back did not mean he had to watch, or care. The brute would forget about Curios own cock as soon as he was shoving in to him again, he was sure. Then he could suffer his discomfort in some laughable kind of peace.
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Sometimes Vitor wondered why any of them bothered with the words. It wasn't as if it made any difference to him. Well, sometimes they annoyed him, but that was as far as that worked. If the words really pissed him off, well, all he had to do was gag the offending slave. He did not intend to let Curio not care. Watch... Curio certainly didn't have to. Betrays you? He laughed. Maybe you are made to be a whore... Did the gods not let you fall into my hands? Oh, he did know that you could force certain reactions from a person but also that sometimes they took the words to be true. Why else would their flesh be so willing, so responsive under his hands? It certainly couldn't possibly be because he knew what he was doing. He ran a hand across the plane of Curio's chest. It was a nice one, for a young man lightly muscled and quite shapely. He flicked one of Curio's nipples, apparently rather pleased with his prize. You are a lovely boy... Vitor muttered, stroking Curio's side in an apparently reassuring way. This time, he was far gentler, pushing inside the healer slowly, giving a little time to adjust, still muttering little reassurances and caressing Curio's member and body. He aimed the angle far more carefully this time, trying for that place inside the healer's body. Maybe he was trying to prove exactly how much control he had, over both pain and pleasure.
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Curio did not appreciate being called a boy. He was a grown mand of his people, had proved his worth among them. Nor the more gentle caresses of big hands that in no way could be mistaken for his wifes daintier fingers, despite the fact they were treating him the same. Covering his eyes proved to be a bad idea. If this was a repeat of the abuse he suffered through what was only a little while but seemed a lifetime ago, it would have been a boon. He would not have to witness the violence and only feel it, making it sharp and horrible. In reality this time was a different beast. The calluses rubbing along his shaft tried to be the center of his world, nothing else to distract his blood from happily pooling. His hearing was perked, could hear men outside and the graphic wet noise as his entrance snugged around the soldiers head. NNNnngggaa shit his body pushed down, but didnt clench, which only seemed to aid the hard scalding hot shaft to slide in. Again he was feeling that burn and fullness. Is this how it felt for his wife? Why on earth did she let him near he AAH! a sharp gasp, his hips canting at the sudden small burst of stars. Arms flew from his face, fingers fisting in the carpet. That horrid little traitor that had hinted at itself before, only then the pain had been to much. Curio grit his teeth, staring up at the tents fabric. Stop that, he vaguely knew that a man could experience some pleasure this way, like the secret spot for a woman. Just because he knew didnt mean he thought it existed. He despised being proven wrong. I dont want to play your games! as yet he did not hurt. There was no sharp jabbing or stinging rips. If anything it felt. Curio rose up on to his elbows, feet spread wide on either side of the soldier diggin heels in to the floor. Backing away, involuntarily shivering at the friction of the mans cock sliding back out of his sensitive hole. He did not want to have to heal himself again, but he did not want to . THAT either. If he could piss the bastard off enough to just take but not beat him, hed be fine.
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Stop that? He loved it when slaves said those things, because then he could grin widely and tell them - No. The simple statement of fact, that their views were not going to be considered either now or later or any time he wanted to fuck them. A good slave learned to merely accommodate their master's desires, but Vitor was not expecting that from Curio. Not yet, anyway. Now, now... he said quietly, as if a smidge disappointed by Curio's attempts to get away. Funny thing, he did know how that particular humiliation felt... Maybe that was what made him so good at in his job. He knew what it felt like, so he knew what tortures to inflict. And he knew ever so well exactly where failure led. He gripped Curio's thighs, to pull him back and to keep his legs spread wide. It was a deliciously vulgar sight Curio's cock erect, his balls, and then his anus, not fully contracted, with some of Vitor's earlier come still dripping. If he could have that sight in a painting, he'd actually buy a house just to keep it! Do you know what you look like right now? he purred, Like a well used slut... And that was your first time earlier, wasn't it? Maybe you are a natural. So why are you resisting?
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

Curio grunted as he was hauled back on to the soldiers thick manhood, thighs twitching as they were forced farther part. Rendered them nearly useless to help push himself away. His body clenched around the invading flesh, but that only made it more obvious to his senses that he was speared deep like a woman, and probably only felt good to his torturer. He refused to sit up and look down at the graphic detail between his legs he just no the tent walls. The tent walls and roof and even the bed off to the side. Anything else then the sweating mass of a man fucking him. Maybe you are a natural The blond grit his teeth, snarling in rage. Wanted to at least remove that smug smile off the bastards face. The swing was awkward thanks to needing to balance back on one arm he was not going to lean forward on his hips, he would not welcome that invader more then he had to but his full strength, what he had of it, was put behind it. Just wanted to bruise that dark face, but rage back in to his eyes. Stop this travesty of an intimate embrace. This was supposed to be brutal. Curio could only forgive himself for letting the man shove his cock inside him again if it hurt or he was simply used like it was supposed to. Not THIS!
Thread: ~To the Victor Goes the Spoils - (missedstations x  Fading_Cards)

It really was rather lucky that Curio was so offbalance he only managed to get the tip of Vitor's nose. It was both a little painful and pretty damn amusing. He had expected Curio to try something, with obvious provocations like that... This healer was an interesting one, both resigned and very proud. More of a man than some of his soldiers! Really not going to make things easy for anyone, that was. But easy was, in truth, rather dull. There were so many people in the world who were intimidated by brute force that it was a joy if that word could be used to have someone that needed something else, something subtler. How sweet you are, he mocked, letting go of one of Curio's legs to catch the wrist. You're so wonderfully tight . Vitor punctuated that sentence with an almost brutal thrust. You should not be ashamed of enjoying this, he continued, breathing harder. He did know that he had a nice cock, and he knew what to do with it.
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Thread: Character profile thread.

I'd like to make my own character profile thread where I can post profiles of all the characters I create. A thread I can link other players to so they can see my many different styles of role playing as well as perhaps pick a character they'd like to play with. I'd think an OOC thread would be best for this, but I can't really seem to find a thread that best fits this thread I'd like to make. I did see the Character Thread in the Open Role Play forum... however, I'd really like to have my very own thread where no one will be allowed to post in it, except for myself. Can anybody help me with this?
Thread: Character profile thread.

Either toss it up in your request thread, or create a thread in the journal forum to keep it in. Those would be the two best areas, if you want to host on site.
Thread: Character profile thread.

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Thread: Character profile thread.

you could also make some of your more developed characters on though there is a limit of five i think but i currently use it for one char and one other just for world building. Each character gets at least 4 webpages for themselves so its an option also.
Thread: High school bondage.

The storyline A group of male seniors have had a reputation of being the sexiest, best men to fuck for quite some time. They were so popular in school they even convinced the principle to build them their very own private lounge which not even staff could access, including the principle himself. The seniors played this room off as a lounge but little did anyone know it was secretly a bondage facility they brought girls to, from innocent virgins to slutty whores who can't get enough torture. No character profiles necessary. Just explain your characters looks and personality through role play! Please enjoy! Freshmen- Ages 14-15 Sophomores- Ages 15-16 Juniors- Ages 16-17 Seniors- Ages 17-18 Krissy was a fourteen year old freshmen, brand new to high school. All her life she has always been the quiet type. Carrying her books in her crossed arms she pondered what changes high school would bring to her life. She glanced around, watching everyone and everything going on around her. A few girls standing together in a corner were chatting amongst themselves. From the looks of it, they weren't Freshmen... and if they were, they sure had experience! Krissy sighed, wishing she had some experience. She was a horny little virgin and always wondered what sex felt like. Is it everything people make it out to be? She pondered, unsure if she'd ever find out. So far, in all her years of schooling, there has never been a single boy interested in her... There hasn't even been anyone interested in raping her! Even men out on the streets don't look at her and holler at her like they do at the prettier girls... But she wasn't all that terrible looking. She had a soft, pale complexion and long, straight dark brown hair, which she always wore in a ponytail. Perhaps if she wore her hair down more often, she'd get more attention. The truth was, Krissy secretly daydreamed about being raped... by people she knew such as people she saw day to day at school or in stores... and by people she'd never even seen before in her life! Krissy clenched her arms tightly around her books as she felt her insides grow wet at the thought of rape. She wondered if she would enjoy it... or if it ever happened, she'd realize how much she hated it. There really was only one way to find out! She sighed, feeling hopeless that she'd ever lose her virginity and instead might have to live the rest of her life stuck with herself and a vibrator for any type of pleasure...
Thread: High school bondage.

Troy was 18 years old, he was 5',10, short black hair,. brown eyes, and weighted 150 pounds. He had a muscular build due to playing football and wrestling. Every high school girl at the school dreamed and fantasized about him. He played runningback for the high school football team. He is walking through the hallway heading to chemistry class which he had with Krissy. He did not like it that he had to sit with her in the class but what could he do? Ever since school started that is where the chemistry teacher wanted him to be at. Possibly she thought that Krissy could help him out with the class since he was not a very good student. All Troy cared about was partying, playing football and wrestling. He has had several colleges come and take a look at him wrestle and play football. His dreams is to get into a major college program where he could possibly go into the pros for football. That was his favorite sport that he loved to do. Wrestling came second. The school bell rang and in came Ms. Kocher a 5',6, long blonde hair which was up in a bun, 115 pounds. She wanted Krissy and Troy to work together in chemistry. See at one time Ms. Kocher was a high school cheerleader even though she looks like she is a plain jane now.
Thread: High school bondage.

Krissy hurried down the hall and made it to her Chemistry class just in time. She didn't even have enough time to make it to her seat before the bell rang and in came the teacher. The young 52' quickly took her seat next to Troy and sighed. As the teacher begun her lesson, Krissy couldn't help but wonder off in thought. She knew Ms. Kocher sat Troy next to her for a reason, but why would she care if Troy passed or not? 'I have more important things to worry about than tutoring a stupid boy who doesn't even care about his grades.' She thought to herself. She glanced over at Troy for a moment then turned away again. She had to admit, he was awfully handsome for a stupid boy.
Thread: High school bondage.

Zell grimaced as her friend went into the details of his love life. So, there she was...just standing there! No friends surrounded her, I had a clear shot. But I didn't do it, I couldn't! What am I going to do? Simon groaned, putting his head to the desk. The dance is in twelve days, not counting weekends, of course, and I can't get the guts to ask her out! She's just...so...pretty...and smart...and intimidating! He yelped as said girl walked in through the classroom door, clutching a book in her arms, tucking a lock of black hair behind her ears. Look, you've loved her since sixth grade, she's a freshman, you're a freshman, it's not that hard to just go up and ask her, it's not like she has guys--or girls-- I joked. Pining after her. Just do it right now, the bell hasn't rang yet. But right as Zell had said that, the bell dinged through the classroom and Mrs. Kocher walked in, her mouth a thin line, looking as if she'd had a rough morning. Zell ran a hand over her hair, pulling it out of the wet bun it was in from washing her hair in the morning. Her auburn hair fell out of the bun as a curtain, and Zell pressed her face onto her backpack, watching as Mrs. Kocher paired Simon's one true love up with Troy.
Thread: High school bondage.

We still gonna do this?