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Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

RE Dragons and Cats Upon the young dragon launching himself onto her and latching onto her back, she blinked as she didn't feel any pain she was expecting from his claws. He really was young, evidence as he nuzzled into her back and gave a soft whimper. Gently laughing, she was wondering on how to unhook him from her back even as Laziir was already sputtering, when the sudden sound of the sound of a horse stampede was heard. How had the horses escaped?? Jazira said as she slowly stood up, but then came the screams as large figures busted from the kitchen and the servant's entrances. They were adult dragons, covered with blood of fallen guards as many of the guests began screaming, running from every dragon that came within eyesight of them, blindly running for an exit. Jazira herself was frozen as she watched two massive dragons begin their way towards her after having launched a guard from the entrance, landing somewhere nearby with his helmet caved in. Her wings instinctively tried to open, but the dragonling kept his grip on her back and partially on her wings, not that it really matter as she was frozen. L-L-Laziir...?? she choked out, but the male was nowhere around, having fled as soon as the dragons came. As trained as she was with sword and in battle, she hadn't ever been in a real battle.. and she had no sword immediately in hand. Stumbling back when a guard launched himself onto the back of one of the dragons, Jazira tripped on one of the fallen guards and fell back, managing to land on her rear and one leg to prevent herself from falling onto her back and hurting the child. A hand brushed against the handle of a sword from the guard, and she managed to grip it as she made to stand back up. Having the child cling onto her back, it made for her balance to be awkward, making her bend forward a little to keep from being brought back off her feet. The guard that had jumped onto the dragon was thrown off after being dropped down onto the ground, and the dragons turned back to her and the young dragon on her back. As though they made up their minds, they approached and blocked her from access to the fight, knocking the sword out of her hands before she had time to rise it. Her wings pressed up against the child as though to block him from danger on instinct as she tried to run, to be blocked and found herself pushed up against a wall. What did they want from her and the rest of her family?? Watching as his men fell, the king growled as his claws gripped on his chair arms before standing after the dragon told him this. If I die, I will die by battle. Surrendering is not an option, he told the white dragon as he drew out his sword. As old as he was, he was strong but had gone past his prime many years ago. The feline race had brought your race down once, we may do so again even with my death!
Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

RE Dragons and Cats He stared at her for a moment then calmly stood next to her you're right, I don't care. He turned around and leaned against the side of the ship and stared at his tribe. After all, why should I care for silence, when there is music, food cooking, and the sights and sounds of dragonlings playing. So much more interesting than a brooding princess refusing to acknowledge her own feelings. Staring at her he sighed and turned around to stare out at the ocean like she herself was doing. The world is unfair, and there are few things that belong to us. Showing emotions isn't a weakness, we weren't created as heartless beings, but with a wide aray of emotions. To deny them is to deny ourselves. You are sad for being taken from your home and you have a right to be sad. I have used you to harm and cripple your people, and have killed your father, you have a right to hate me. But what are you going to do now? You still have choices, that is something only you can decide to lose. Silent for a moment he stood back up and left to join his people in the telling of stories. Before he left though he said quietly we are all more than just beasts, don't be so quick to judge us. Then almost as an afterthought he said a strange thing the night skies truly are beautifull aren't they. He left her alone with her thoughts to think on what he said, in his views her life was her own, he may force her to come with them. Though ultimately it was up to her to decide what choices to make with her own situation. It wasn't long before the gold dragonling jumped up onto the railing next to her and stared critically at her for a moment. Then after having decided something jumped overboard and into the water. After a few moments it shot out of the water like from a cannon to smack into the side of the boat with a wet smack. It quickly stuck its soft claws into the cracks of the wood boards and climbed back up onto the railing where it shook itself like a cat splattering water against Jazira. It turned to her with its cheeks looking swollen len sprayed a jet of water at her before running a short distance away and started twittering like a bird. It was laughing at her, and then tensed its little muscles waiting to be chased.
Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

RE Dragons and Cats Again it wasn't long before she soon found herself in the company of yet another dragon. This one was younger than Dracon, tall, with a broad chest and had scales yellow as the sun. Well, well, I see your enjoying the food, and have just met the old lady. He said leaning towards her, then he walked around to her side and sat down next to her. So how was the experience, personally she always wierds me out, especially with how she's bothe blind and seems to see more than the rest of us. Turning to her he held out a hand sorry, haven't introduced myself, I'm Vasht, and I am pleased to meet you. He leaned back and closed his eyes looking as though falling asleep before suddenly without opening his eyes he said softly it's hard isn't it, losing a family. Being taken away, look Dracon means well, he doesn't hate your people remember that. What he did hate was your father, and all the kings that proceeded him since the founding of your kingdom. Payback's a bitch as they say. He was silent for a moment before getting back up just remember, your not alone, especially not here. That was all he said before he got up and left to go dance showing his back and the two neat scars on his shoulders. Dracon showed back up again, almost seeming like an anoying itch, just wouldn't go away for long. You seem tired, why don't I take you to where you will be sleeping on this voyage. He offered to take her hand and together they went below deck. As the silence stretched on he fianlly spoke look when we get back to land things are going to change for you. You can choose to stay, or you can go, if you go you leave our protection. Your father didn't make a lot of friends as king, but he did make a lot of enemies and there are those that would hurt, kill, or use you to get to your brother. If you decide to stay with us we will protect you, but you aren't our prisoner, in exchange though you will need to pull your weight. A dragon tribe works so that if you hurt one of us, you hurt us all, to fight one, is to fight all. Also in addition you will need to also aid in gathering and preparing food, everyone chips in here, bothe men and women. As they entered a hall he took her to a door and opened it up to show a small room with an equally small bed. This is your room, it's cut off from the others to provide you privacy and give you time to think. He was silent for a moment before speaking I'm sorry for having to drag you into this, and taking you away from your family. Then on his way out in a quiet tone so she may or may not hear it said Please stay, I think your beautiful. Then he was gone, leaving Jazira alone with her thoughts.
Thread: Dragons and Cats (DinoDroid & Mafdet)

Despite the rather sudden awakening, Jazira didn't mind the company of the dragonling and the elderly dragoness Neera, as so far these were the dragons that had been most friendly. Yes, she remembered the dragon last night, Vasht, though he had only spoke with her briefly... and Dracon was still not one she'd want to see for awhile, though he had been more friendly too. New clothes would be very nice, she admitted as she smiled gently, as she was indeed up after a tickle session as well as having a cold jet of water being sprayed into her face once the dragonling jumped on her stomach. Laughing lightly as Neera attempted to pose in a heroic fashion as she said she would protect Jazira, she had finally gotten onto her feet and felt her muscles complain at having to be made used. She simply ignored the protests as she left with Neera and the dragonling, being guided to the supply area where she could see a short but well-built dragon was apparently in charge. The argument between Neera and the dragon was more than obvious, and Jazira didn't have to really guess what it was about as the male would glare at her briefly before Neera apparently won between the two of them. Why was everyone rather afraid of the elder dragoness? she wondered as she was pulled to the dragon by Neera, and without any hesitation she did as was instructed by the dragon as he asked her on how to stand. At the questions he gave, she only had to think on it for a minute. The dress is useless where we are going, so if it doesn't bother you I'd just like to have a simple set of clothes that would be easy to work and move in, she said, her voice sounding apologetic that he was only doing this because Neera won. She just didn't want to give him any trouble. With the sudden turn of events as the other dragon came out, as she assumed that he was there to write down the measurements from the other dragon, she found herself surprised and briefly on her guard when he suddenly reared back and hissed at her in a threatening manner. Before she could do anything Neera had reacted first to this by hissing back, though the display as her scales seemed to shimmer while something beneath her cloak shifted, she wondered just how powerful could the female be and how dangerous she really was. The male dragon was quick to change from how he was to cowering before the dragoness, though as Jazira started to calm down from her fright Neera had told the dragon to beg from the jaguar for her forgiveness after effortlessly tossing him at her feet. She didn't know how it was that she should be acting as she looked at the dragon while he spoke to her in a timid voice, so after a deep breath she decided that she would just do what first came to mind. I forgive you... there's no need for any punishment, you just surprised me in the most part, she said with a hesitant smile, offering the male dragon a hand up.
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. Redecorated my thread still looking for a good partner!
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. I've changed my preferences and I now REQUIRE a well thought-out PLOT with my smut. If you can't at least develop a simple yet compelling motivation for the smut to happen, we aren't going to become writing partners.
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. well if you are up for a FF school pairing I have a kinky PE teacher that loves to take advantage of sexually starved highschool girls...
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. Hey Kiki, thanks for your interest! I looked into your thread myself, and found your PE teacher plot but I'm afraid it doesn't ring with me. Sorry!
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. would you prefer a male teacher for that plot?
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. Updated.
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. 'Imaginative' plot in a High school scene? Here's a challenge, think of one first, it is you asking, after all! When you've figured that out then i'd be more than happy to play with you Lightly spanks..
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Please... you're hurting me. Thank you for indulging me! Unfortunately, i only play female characters...
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Lovely Lina's Role play Request Reel 3 Added lots of new theme's and plot suggestions this time.
Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

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Thread: Fx Male Lovely Lina's User manual (CMNF, ENF,Discipline)

RE Lovely Lina's Role play Request Reel 3 Tugging on a female hair is sexy.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

Brooke Layne Kensington was the oldest daughter of one of the biggest plantation owners in the heart of Missouri. She had grown up in a house with 3 older brothers and 2 younger sisters. The 17 year old enjoyed her life, the schooling, the parties, the wealth. She was an astute student, always on top of her studies. She loved learning French, hoping one day she'd be able to travel there. She was waiting for her piano teacher to arrive, playing with the youngest of her siblings, 5 year old Marie. The two of them were playing hopscotch as the older woman pulled up in her carriage. Brooke dear, time for your lesson. Her teacher said and the two of them walked inside. You do know your father has asked me to get you ready to perform at the masquerade your mother is throwing, don't you? Brooke smiled and nodded. Yes ma'am. I am honored to play. The two women worked together at the piano, Brooke reading the music, playing flawlessly. Wonderful! The older woman clapped. You'll be fine. She said. After the 2 hours were up Brooke escorted her teacher outside. The party is this Saturday, practice for it! She said before riding off in her carriage. Brooke smoothed the full skirt of her yellow dress down and walked into the kitchen. Miriam, make me a bowl of soup. She said. Bring it up to my room when you're done. I have to finish my English. Miriam nodded silently, busying herself with cutting up vegetables. Brooke walked up to her room and sat at her vanity, brushing her long auburn hair out, pinning up the curls that fell around her round face. She stared at her reflection, bright blue eyes staring out at her under long lashes, her full pink lips in a slight pout. She couldn't wait until the ball. She was sure to be the prettiest girl there. Hannah was working tirelessly on the gown and her mask. She smiled inwardly and picked up her english homework, starting on her assignment.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

General Robert La Fit' was the son of Captain Jean La Fit' and Maria De La Qua. They had grown up, met, married, in the Chardonay district of France. Jean had been put on loan to the Fledgeling United Stated Army during the war of 1812 and when the war had ended, had decided to stay. The general was born to them some 10 years later and now at the age of 45 had a handsome family that include young Jean Paul La Fit, who despite a very French name and fluency in the language, was a thoroughly American lad of 18, Handsome, dashing, trained by his father in military affairs, and the subject of many a debutante's dreams. He had received an invitation to a costume ball at the Kensington's home who seeing his French name, assumed mistakenly that his family was from New Orleans, and thus southern, which was far from the truth. His father was staunchly unionist, and detested slavery as a vile practice. Seeing the name Kensington, he made an equally mistaken assumption that the Kensington's were English, most of whom apposed slavery, and had encouraged Jean Paul to attend. Thus was set in motion, a meeting that would prove to change every life that it touched, and could never have been expected to occur. And so it was that Jean Paul dressed as a naval officer of the line appeared at the Kensington home that evening and presented his invitation. The moment after he was announced, he happened to lock eyes with the lovely Brooke, and would scarcely look away all evening.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

The night of the masquerade 3 of her slaves helped her get ready for the ball, pining her curls up, curly tendrils hanging by her ears, bangs swept to the side. She was dressin a pale green taffeta dress that had a full skirt, a hand-boned bodice that covered just enough of her breasts to keep it classy. She had a pearl drop necklace that fell between her cleavage, with matching earrings. Her eyes were made up with a pale pink eyeshadow, a clear layer of gloss over her lips. The final touch was her mask, a pale ivory number with crystals and peridot adornments. She made her way down to the staircase, waiting with her sisters as their parents introduced them one by one. The two younger ones were first and Brooke scanned the crowd. She wondered if anyone her age was attending, besides the dull boys she had met when her parents had smaller engagements. And finally, our eldest daughter Brooke Layne. The crown clapped and Brooke made her way down the winding marble staircase, courtsying as she reached the landing. She kissed her father and mother and made her way into the crowd, music starting up around her. She talked with some of the older guests, recalling how her studies were going, what she was planning on doing over the summer. She kept her eyes peeled for someone her age, eyes landing on a well dressed young man. She excused herself and moved towards him. You forgot your mask. She said, smiling a bit.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

Blushing a bit, he retrieved the bright blue mask from his back pocket and put it in place. My apologies Miss Kensington, he said with a deep bow. Allow me to introduce myself, Jean Paul La fit' of Charles county, son of General Robert La Fit' Then breaking into perfect french to fit his French Naval costume, he said. i am very pleased to make your acquaintance you are clearly the most beautiful girl here as anyone with eyes can see. He assumed that she would not understand him and allowed himself considerable latitude as a result. Clicking the heals of his highly polished black boots together, he again bowed. At that moment the music started, and extending a hand to her, he asked this time in English if he might have a dance. His look of hopefulness now obscured by the mask.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

She watched as he took the mask out and nodded. Perfect. She smiled. Enchant monsieur. She said and blushed a bit at his words. She responded back Thank you, and you are the best dressed male here. She took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor. She placed a hand on his back as they started dancing. She was surprised at how well he danced. If you don't mind my asking, where did you learn to dance? She questioned. She moved with across the large marble floor, a small smile on her face.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

You will laugh if tell you he said as he held out his hand for to pirouette about in a graceful turn. The girl was a picture of grace and beauty, and one could be convinced she were a princess by the way she carried herself. From my grandmother, she was trained in the royal court of France. She also insisted that I speak only French in her presence he said. and may I ask how you come to speak French so well? I am afraid I was a bit undignified with you earlier however I assure you every word I spoke was perfectly true. As the music came to a close, He bowed and thanked her for the dance and then remained by her side and continued their conversation.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

Brooke twirled as they danced, seeming as if she were floating across the floor. Your grandmother. That's wonderful. Is she still with us? She asked curiously. And papa only pays the best tutors around. She said. And it's fine. I appreciate your kind words. She danced with him until the music stopped and she courtsied after they finished. Would you like to take a walk? She asked, watching as the adults laughed and chatted over ale and wine. She looked back at Jean Paul, brushing an auburn curl out of her face.
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

I'd be delighted Miss Kensington he said keeping to the formal until granted permission to do otherwise. He offered up his arm and escorted her out into the formal garden along the south lawn of the mansion. It felt like he had a doll on his arm, she was so dainty and delicate where as his body was tall, toned, and strong enough to hold he in one hand. There was something magic about this night. Seeing a bench under a magnolia tree he suggested they sit. The bench overlooked a reflecting pool which shone with moonlight. The night air was still and silent except for the crickets, and a solitary bullfrog. No, my grandmother has passed, bless her soul, and I miss her. He wanted to explain that he and his mother didn't get along and so his grandmother was more mother to him, but he thought better of it. Instead he asked are your grandparents still with the living?
Thread: What's So Civil About This War? ((LoveorLust and wolvenrogue))

She took his arm and walked along with him. As the made their way through the sculpted gardens she ran a hand along the shrubs. They do a wonderful job, don't they? She asked as they walked to the bench. She sat next to him and looked out at the water. My grandfather passed last year, but my grandmother on my father's side is still with us. She should be inside if you'd like to meet her later. She said. She sighed a bit. My mother's parents still live in Virginia. My mother and father moved here after my brother Gabe was born. My father had a dream to own his own plantation, so with a small gift from my mother's parents he was able to invest and start what you see here today. I was born here, 3 years after it was built. She looked at him. Do you have any siblings? She asked curiously.