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Thread: Best In Show

He smiled as she started to kick and writhe. That was one of his favorite things about training Chestnut the moment where instinct took over and her body tried to escape and cum at the same time. The first time it had happened she'd slipped onto the floor and hurt herself, but he knew better now. His strong arm held her still while her body jiggled and jingled in his lap. The room was full of the sounds of her bells jingling, her sweaty flesh slithering against the leather, her yelps of pleasure and the smack of the paddle on her ass. Her body shuddered and she cried out and be smiled at her. He loved exciting his kitty. She really was a good pet, even if he did have to punish her occasionally. He watched her body shake and the tears pour from here eyes and he put the paddle back in the couch pouch. He needed his hands. She began to moan and waik as her hands clenched, tearing at his pants. Hdr bidy huddered and she curked into a tight ball on his lap, clinging to him, her face an expression of pure kitty joy. He cuddled Chestnut to him and wiped the drool from her mouth. Good kitty, he said as she gently came down far enough from the rush to understand him. Now that was a good warm up, but we have to start training today. The show season is coming up, and I expect another big batch of blue ribbons and gold medals. So eat your breakfast and we can get started.
Thread: Best In Show

Chestnut licked at Master's hand as he wiped her mouth happy to be so cared for and tended to. Yes, Master, she crooned. She hopped down to the floor again when he stood up and bolted for the food on the floor, pressing her face into the moist, warm catfood piled high in the bowl, her bruised and glittery bottom wiggling happily in the air, her tail swishing and dancing above that. Food was a singular pleasure for Chestnut, taking precedence above almost all others. It had been hard to stave off her desire for it long enough for Master's sake - but she could wait a bit for food if it would make Master happy. After she had almost finished her food, Chestnut's ears perked and she looked up and all around - then quickly dashed under a nearby table, hiding behind the dangling table cloth. There was nearly a full minute that went by before the puppy girl came walking through the room with a stack of folded linens, and Chestnut swiped out her hand and grabbed the poor thing's ankle, tripping her and spilling the linens over the floor beneath the tumbling puppy girl, who whined and yelped in panic as she did so. Chestnut poked her head out from under the table and laughed uproariously, rolling onto her back as she did so.
Thread: Best In Show

He stared at the scene in shock, but not surprise. There had been problems when he'd first brought Chestnut home with the puppy girls chasing after her, so he'd taken the time to personally train each of the puppy girls not to harm the kitty in any way. This had solved a problem but caused a new one now aware that her master wouldn't let the puppy girls harm her, she had become an absolute terror to them. Cestnut! he said sharply. Don't you dare move from that spot. I mean it! Are you alright? The last was directed at the puppy girl, who's eyes were wide and her whole body was quivering. Master had actually spoken to her! Y-y-yes sir! she gasped. He kissed her softly on the lips, eliciting swift moan, and let her go. He turned his attention to the kitty. Chestnut, he said, his voice low and dangerous. Nekkos never really learned, he knew all you could hope for was brief periods where they remembered the last punishment vividly enough to still be scared of it. He looked at his Nekko's naked body and sighed. Suddenly his hands shot out and unhooded the bells from her nipple piercings, making her breasts jiggle and bounce. He pushed her over, holding her down with his leg as he pulled the bells from her collar and clitoris, taking special care not to tear anything as he slid the bell away between her soft, sweet thighs. Looking down at her heaving breasts he weighed the severity of the necessary punishment.... Bad kitty's don't get bells, he scolded her. Now are you going to be a good kitty from now on, or do I have to go get your clothes? Personally he liked seeing his kitty's luscious body sliding inside semi-concealing fabric. But Kitty hated it. It was one of his more effective punishments.
Thread: Best In Show

Chestnut made sobbing, plaintive sounds and Master removed her bells. But...! But...! She started, degrading into a wordless yeowel of despair as Master even took the large bell off of her collar - her favourite. I'm - I am a g-good k-kitty! she sobbed crawling over to the puppy-girl, dashing between Master's legs and began licking at the stunned girl's face. I just w-wanted to play with the puppy! She whined, rubbing her head against the puppy girl, showing she could make nice, ignoring the little growls that erupted from the other's throat as she tried to push the nekko away from her gently. She couldn't, though, without violently shoving Chestnut away, which was against the rules. Instead she allowed the nekko to apologetically wash her face with her tongue, and looked up at master, whining rather than growling. Puppy-girls are, however, deeply fond of affection, whatever the source, and soon Pepper, for that was the girl's name, couldn't help but wag her tail beneath her skirt, almost in spite of herself, as Chestnut sidled up to rub the side of her body against her, purring desperately to prove to Master she could be a kind and generous pet to her sisters. Pepper pet Chestnut between the ears, her tongue lolling out of her mouth, making Chestnut's own purring authentic, her eyes shut tight with the pleasure of the scratches and caresses between her ears and down the scruff of her neck. Then she, almost by accident, happened to look up at Master, frowning down at them both, and she flattened her ears submissively, a sad face coming over her, even as Pepper continued to pet and scratch her happily. S-see, Master? I'm a g-good kitty, p-please don't make kitty wear clothes... She pouted.
Thread: Best In Show

He sighed. Sometimes he thought he should have trained one of the puppy girls but then of course this was the reason why he hadn't. Even Chestnut could tame one in a few minutes. He loved the challenge his kitty presented--and of course, he loved his kitty. She just tried his patience sometimes. Pepper! he ordered. Leave Chestnut alone and get back to your chores. You have a lot of work to do and so does she. Y-yes master! pepper said breathlessly, astounded her master had remembered her name. She took her hand away, picked up her work and hurried out of the room, her tail wagging uncontrollably. He shook his head as she left. Maybe it was time to have sex with one of the puppy girls again he slept with one every few months to keep the rest of them hopeful and obedient. Of course for another week afterwords the puppy's didn't have their minds on their chores they all wanted to rub up against the newly fucked puppy.... He'd think about it later. Right now there was a mischievous kitty to deal with. Alright kitty, he said after thinking it over for a second, you can even have your bells back. But if you misbehave again, it'll mean clothes. And I mean panties and a bra AND pants and a shirt. And maybe that big heavy jacket too. You understand?
Thread: Apology

I have an apology to make to all of you. I have deceived you for my age, as I'm not above 18 at all. I'm 15. A teen, still going to highschool, with overweight, glasses, and about to get bracers. I got curious when at another site I got experiences with sexual roleplay, so sought for, and found this site. So I lied about my age when signing up, and when asked for an age, went around it or lied ever since. As of late I decided I couldn't go through with this, so now come out to tell all of you, and apologize. So you may ban me, you have all the right to do so. I hope you will all continue to have fun here for many more years, and when I might see you on another site, as of course I won't stop using all of the internet, hope that I can be forgiven. So that means goodbye, until I either see one of you on another site, or over three years.
Thread: Apology

Being underage means you have to be banned and labeled as jailbait. I'm glad you've come forward regarding this deception. I will not lie and say that I'm not disappointed because I'm very disappointed. Just as any mother would be toward their child. Given your courage to speak up so publicly, I applaud you. And please, feel free to come back when you finally are indeed 18. The ban can be lifted at that time if you contact staff.
Thread: Apology

.... D anddd disappointment.
Thread: Apology

Indeed.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

I had no idea about a title, derp It'd been a few weeks since they'd seen their last hunting team and they were pretty much assumed dead - it was nothing new in the city of Helsingar, a thriving port town that was covered in the scars of war yet somehow still standing strong. It was surprising because the was wasn't just with other humans, but rather powerful and even ancient dragons, some of which that had been alive when the legends of the city and humans were made. Elise was an important part of this war, not because she was a fighter but she could hold her own against even a dragon with her skills in archery and a bit of swordfighting but because she was the most accomplished medic in the hold, although lately her job had consisted of moving the dead rather than healing the injured. That morning when she got up, she remembered that she was almost out of ingredients for her potions and aids. She tied up her thick red hair into a bun of sorts and slung her quiver and bow over her back. She didn't have much armour but she had her sword and her bracers, which was hopefully all she would need on her trip for useful plants and mushrooms. She picked up her bow and the alchemist's satchel she stored everything in, heading out for the day. It was still early and not many people were out so nobody questioned her as she walked into the wildnerness alone, her hunting bow at the ready.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Mochriadhemiach lay on the ground over on one side letting his injured wind just stretch out beside him letting the warm sun hit him. He knew deep inside that he was in trouble knowing that the damage done to his wing was too much to allow him to fly out of here and with not being able to fly he was stuck near the human land. He sighed heavily as his bright blue blood stained the ground below his wing and the pure whiteness of his wing. Those damned hunters had to just get lucky and come across him while he was down finishing off a elk that he had captured. They had set on him out of the blue no warning so lost he had been in his dinner that he had barely been able to escape the first killing blows aimed for his underside. His instincts had kicked in and he had lasted out with tooth claw and tail killing all the men but not before one lucky bastard had gotten his sword into Miach's wing several times disjointing it about midway. Now every movement he made only made the pain worse and cost him more and more of his strength. He knew that the bleeding should have stopped days ago, and the fact that it hadn't was a very bad sign, even if it wasn't that bad of a bleed still it meant that he was dying and right now there was little he could do about it on his own.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

She heard the sounds of a deer and whipped around, quickly firing an arrow into the small doe. The arrow hit its mark and she struggled before crumpling to the ground, whining pitifully until Elise used her sword to gently put her out of her misery. That would be her dinner for today - she hog-tied the deer and dragged it along behind her until she came to her usual clearing and saw...well, the last thing she'd have expected to saw. The gasp from her lips gave her away when she saw the large white dragon basking in the sun, or so she originally thought. She readied her sword although her hands were shaking - she was able, yes, but a group of grown men wouldn't be able to take down a dragon alone, one girl who wasn't even in armour? She didn't stand a chance. She gripped her sword tighter in her hand and wished she had a shield, trying to assess why he was laying there like that. Then she saw the blood. The dragon was definitely hurt, there was no doubt about that, but he was probably still strong enough to take her out...hell, most of the dragons could breathe fire, or ice, how would this one be any different? She tried to back out of the clearing, praying he wouldn't notice her.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Notice her? He had smelled her coming ten minutes ago he didn't have to see her to know she was there. He growled softly when he backing off having expected her to come forward to finish the job that the others had started. Thats far enough young one. Either come and finish what the others of your kind started or stand where you are but I'm not letting you go back to your town to bring others here. His eyes snapped open cold ice blue and burning with passion. That passion quickly was replaced with a spike of pain as he moved his wing in the midst of his words and it was causing the pain to grow to even higher heights. Miach gritted his teeth as he looked at the girl in front of him waiting for her choice to be made. Which shall it be?
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Else snapped around to face him, still holding the sword. I'm not stupid enough to come close. I know for a fact you could easily take me out, why would I try and finish the job when I could leave you here, suffering, like so many of our townsfolk have? We did nothing to you dragons and you just decided to swan up and claim our land as yours, trying to banish us to the hostile and infertile deserts. she glared at him. I'm not here to kill you and I don't plan on fetching others to do so either. I'm here to heal the wounds you created. It was clear she was passionate about the town, and so she should be really - being a healer, when people died the blame was usually placed on her first. She had to tell families that their children had died from burn wounds or that frostbite had killed their beloved father.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Miach growled sharply at her words snarling at the arrogance of the humans. Their foolishness knew no bounds and would always be their downfall no matter how long they might be on this earth. Foolish girl, you know nothing of what you speak. This land was ours thousands of years before your kind every even thought of walking upright. His head cocked to one side slightly before he couldn't stop a laugh from coming from his mouth at the thought of what she said. That is not how I remember it little girl. We dragons knew that your people had come here in our absence and understood why. When we came to your people not having done anything but fly over the village and land outside it, you attacked us. You are all so fearful of what you don't know so why try and find out about it just attack it and be done. He growled deeply his cold blue eyes watching her intently. So what will it be human girl? OOC I'm sorry that it took me so long to get it up, and that you even im'ed me and I said I would get it up soon which was awhile back. I understand totally if you don't want to continue but I thought I would post and leave it up to you.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

You brought our houses down, you killed our people! How is that not starting an attack iagainsti us?! she protested bitterly, still holding her sword up even though she had no intention of using it, no intention of hurting another living being purely to kill. The blood staining the ground around him made her want to fix it - and she could see the positive sides to it, as much as she told herself she was doing this for the village, she felt...oddly guilty. She respected warriors, and dragons were the greatest of all - they, if anything, deserved honourable deaths. Not to be killed due to blood loss. She slowly placed the sword on the ground, ignoring his previous words apart from the final query. Let me look at your wound. she replied simply, treading around him with cautious eyes. It's okay xD I haven't really been on, sorry I didn't see this till now.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

His eys followed her as she moved, his head turning as needed to keep her in his sight. He growled softly as she moved toward his injured wing. There was no reason he should trust her, no reason for he to offer to help him so there little chance of his trusting her at this moment. And just why should I let you do that? It will heal in time on its own, if I let you look at it you could easily make it so that I bleed to death. He couldn't see the amount of blood that he had lost so had no idea that he was already is serious danger of that right now. His mind was also no thinking totally clear due to said blood loss and in another couple moments he would most likely pass out from the lack of blood.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

I'm a healer in my village. I don't generally do slaying. she snapped, ignoring his comments. Not all humans are barbarians, and if you truly believe we are, you are no less judgemental than us and it would make you a hypocrite. she said simply as she gently placed her hand on his shoulder, feeling the heat radiating from him. Possibly a fever due to infection - it certainly felt inflamed. She gently moved her hand further towards the wound and went in her backpack, taking out a flask which contained her water supplies, using it to flush the blood from the wound so she could get a better look. With humans, she could give stitches - dragons weren't so easy, and this was a big wound. I need you to stay still, or there's a chance I might hurt you and it won't be my fault. she stated as she started to take things out of her bag, remedies and things to cauterize the wound.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Miach growled but let her continue her work flinching at the touch of the cold water on his wound. It felt like she was shoving an icicle into his wound, and in the moment that he had left of consciousness he knew just how bad off he was. Shivering at the pain he gritted his teeth before dropping down to lay flat on his belly. His breath was harsh asn he took a deep breath trying to hold back the darkness that was trying to wash over him. He couldn't help but laugh a little at how clearly pissed she was at him for his statement. Perperhaps I amguess we wilwill have to wawait to see if I live to find out huh? with those word the darkness took him washing over him and leaving him completely immobile just like she wanted.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

When he succumbed to sleep and injury, she glanced around herself quickly before holding her hands slightly above the wound. In her village, if she had shown this power, she would have been called a witch and she would have been burnt at the stake, or tossed out to the dragons. However, she was...relatively safe here, so she healed Miach's wound with her magic, watching as his scales spread over what was now just inflamed skin. It wasn't so much a deadly wound as it was a slightly annoying ache that would go away in a few days, now, and she smiled slightly. The time spent seeking him out and healing him had brought her well into the night, and it would be unsafe to trek back through the forest now, so she laid her head down not far from his body and slept.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Miach woke late into the night feeling the slight stiffness in his wing and turned to look. There was no way that she had healed him that well in so short a time. He sniffed the air knowing the day hadn't changed by the scent of the trees and flowers on the wind. There was no way that his scales had re-grown in less than a day. However there was his wing joint, almost as good as new and this is just a few hours. He shifted moving back to his feet still feeling slightly dizzy from loss of blood. He would need to eat soon to help him recover but there was something more pressing on his mind. He moved closer to the sleeping form of the girl and looked down at her in a mixture of shock and awe. Finally he brought up his front claw and shook her gently to bring her out of her sleep. What are you?
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Elise felt herself shook awake by the dragon's huge claw, her eyes widening as she took in the sight before her. She hadn't exdeadcted him to do that and for a moment she stared up at him in silent fear, unable to find the muscles to speak. She remembered what had happened the night before and breathed a sigh of relief, choosing not to answer his question for a moment as she looked at his wing. ...you'll let me go, right? I helped you. I really wouldn't be good to capture. I'm just a village healer, better alive than ed, too. She hatedto be talking like this, as if she were some damsel in distress rather than being a strong woman who was her own, and had decided a long time ago that none of the 'soldiers' at her village held her interests - which was a shame now, because her strength lied in her mindand not her body.
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

Micah pulled back so as to let her sit up still looking down at her as she basically pleaded for her life. Please human, your kind knows nothing of what we dragons call honor. You saved my life, and for that I owe you in kind and though there is no way to repay you now there is no doubt that you are free to go if you wish. However before you do I still wish an answer to my question. What are you? he lifted his wing high enough in the air for both of them to see. There is no way that your herbs and powders did this in one night, I am nearly ready to fly again. How is it that you possess such power to heal this? Do the other humans know? Are you all this powerful just hiding it?
Thread: Of War and Dragons [kolath & hypergondala]

...It's simpler to show you, she replied quietly, and drew a knife out of her bag, one she usually reserved for cutting flowers and thick fungi. She held her arm out so he could see the unblemished, creamy white skin, before slicing the knife across her arm to create a shallow cut. The purplish-crimson blood dripped down her arm steadily and she swallowed back a wince, putting the knife away again before holding her hand over her arm. There was silence for a moment, and then golden tendrils seemed to wrap themselves around her arm and stitch together the small wound, leaving nothing but a slight pinkish straight mark where the knife had cut. That'll...heal, in a few days. It'll be gone, she waved her hand slightly and looked up at him. My grandmother explained it as having dragon blood. It's not quite the same colour as another human's, but it's really not noticeable. At some point in my life, apparently my ancestors bred with dragons.