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Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Aww come on Chloe, its not like you're paying for the alcohol. Chuckling lightly as I take a few nice, long stares down to her and let her take her drink back. As Max slid over to the two of us and asked what I wanted, I only blushed slightly deeper. Leaning in close to her, it was obvious that they both were getting a bit drunk now after a couple drinks as I look down at her, sliding an arm around her as I lean in close to her ear. Leaning in close to Max, as I look down at her face, my warm breath lightly against her ear as I whispered my question. Hey Max, I could tell you noticed what I was staring at earlier. Do you think you could have a bit of a 'clothing accident' for me? It felt embarrassing to ask her to basically show off one or both of her breasts in the restaurant for a moment, but I was slightly eager for it.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Max blushed and glanced around the room quickly. She bit her lip for a moment in thought before looking up to meet your eyes. She's not going to do it, Chloe piped in, amused at her friends torment. Max shot her a glance before adjusting her seat so she was facing you more direction. She brought her hand up and slide a finger between her bra and skin, pulling both her black dress and bra down a bit between you. Her perky breast's top half popped up, resting the lining of the bra that was pulled down. You could see she was wearing a black lacy bra, but were more distracted by other sights. She quickly adjusted her self back into her clothes almost as fast as they were pulled down. Either due to nervousness, embarrassment or the alcohol, her face was bright red as she quickly took another drink. Oh come on, if it went badly you could always, you know, change it! Chloe joked.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Blushing deeper, the reaction of it only got my cock harder seeing her do it. W-wow Max, they were really nice. Good job. Turning back to Chloe, I wanted to dare her to do the same since she seemed so courageous right now. Since you sound so eager, why don't you try it then Chloe? Those tits of yours are big enough to definitely be noticed. And how about this, if you show off, then I will as well under the table, you two can both 'accidentally' drop your silverware and pick it up, and take a nice look at it if you want. A sip of Chloe's drink had given me a little more courage to be a bit more eager for things, and a little less moral.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Oh its on like donkey Kong, Chloe responded, unbuttoning a few buttons and pushing her suspenders out of the way. She smiled, holding her shirt with both hands just as Max piped in. Chloe wait... she said. A healthy moment later a few waiters walked passed carrying a birthday cake, like up with candles. Chloe glanced at Max sending an invisible question, which Max replied with a slight nod. Chloe then turned and opened her shirt towards you and used her elbows to push her tits together. She shook her upper body back and forth for a moment before giggling and putting her outfit back together.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Taking a good long look at Chloe's tits bouncing left and right between her arms as she pressed them together, they both were hot and made me excited. Mmm, that was definitely worth it Chloe. I hope you guys don't mind that when we get to your house, I get to grope both of you a little bit before I drop you guys off? I knew it was now my turn to hold up my end of the bargain, I slide my waist more under the tablecloth, letting my hands slide under to unbuckle and unbutton my belt and pants. Sliding them off along with my underwear a little to let my hard cock free from them. I motioned lightly for them to know that they could check under the table now for what they wanted to see.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

A wide smile developed on Chloe's face as you get into position. Max, however, seemed more nervous and worried, constantly glancing around to see if anyone is noticing what's happening. Oh there maybe more than groping, Chloe teased, her blouse was still half unbuttoned. Max followed direction and pretended to push her fork off the table, while Chloe dropped all pretenses of guile and simply got down to look under the tablecloth. The two froze for a moment taking in the site of your erection. Chloe glanced over at Max, Hey use your powers in a sec, I want to mess with him. Before Max responded, Chloe reached a hand under the table and grabbed your cock. She began to jerk it off, starting slow to get ahold of it and then quickly progressing to a fast pace.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

I couldn't hear what Chloe said for a moment as they both headed down under the table, my erection was already hard and quite girthy. As I felt one of their hands wrap around my cock, I stifled a moan as I reached down to pull the tablecloth up a little to see what was going on. Seeing Chloe grabbing my cock and beginning to stroke it, I whisper down to her. C-chloe, what are you doing? As she began to stroke it harder, I looked down at her as I leaned back in my chair, trying to concentrate on holding in moans from coming out as I look around to make sure no one was coming around, as well as looking down at Chloe.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Chloe continued stroking the large cock. She could feel its hardness and its warmth. She giggled as you look down to figure out what's going on. I'm just having some fun in the moment, don't worry and let yourself go, Max 'll fix it in a moment, Chloe responded as she gripped your man meat harder, really stroking it's length. Max was a little used to Chloe's 'in the moment' ideas and rolled her eyes a little before watching your cock get attention. Her eyes hid the things that Max imagined in her head of what could be done to and with that cock. She almost lost her train of thought, memorized by it.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Letting her continue, I look down at her with hazy eyes as I felt her begin to stroke my cock more, looking down at both her and Max, trying not to moan as my cock throbs lightly in Chloe's hand. One of my legs sliding against Max a little, lightly urging her closer to my cock as I look down at her with slightly pleading eyes. Whispering down to Chloe under the table, Hey Chloe, since you're having some of your own fun right now, make sure Max gets some fun after she fixes this.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Max took the non verbal queue and moved closer to your crotch. She was trying to figure out when she should rewind things, but decided to reach up and begin playing with your scrotum. Softly massage it in her hands, Max looked up at you for approval. Meanwhile, Chloe responded Sure thing, you want to paint this under table already, my arms getting a little fuckin tired, she complained while switching hands. She spat into her palm and began rubbing your head to give more pleasure.
Thread: Max and Chloe's New Addition (Encryptment & morgan20)

Almost letting out a moan, I put a hand over my mouth. I look down at Max as she begins to massage my balls, motioning for her to get a bit closer, approving of her actions to them. Using my other foot to push Chloe closer, whispering down to her as I smirk. Well maybe you could give those arms of yours a break and use that mouth instead. Besides it'll definitely let you know what you did when Max rewinds this. My cock throbbed a bit more and twitched as Chloe began to tease the head with her wet palm, my balls stiffening lightly in Max's hand as she continued to massage them.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

Rosaline Marks was a senior, and she was at the top of her class. She would be graduating the upcoming spring with a degree in Forensic Pathology. Guess you could say she saw dead people. Hundreds of dead people from aborted fetuses to 100 year old ladies who died in bed. But what she really wanted to do was solve murder cases. The young woman sat calmly at her work bench as she watched her professor work on the cadaver. The victim was 21 years of age. Death by blood loss resulting from a sliced jugular artery. The woman had evidence of sexual assault prior to death as well as all the makings of a rape case. This poor girl went through a lot before she died, and the worst part of it was that she was a classmate of Rosalines. Seeing a familiar face on the table burned fury through Rosie. This is why she wanted to solve murders- she could get justice for girls like Sammy. Rosie took notes meticulously throughout the lecture, then afterward she pulled her instructor aside. Sir, can I spend some time with the body? I think i would be a big advantage for me if I can solve this murder. After all, Im hoping I can get hired to work on crime cases. Please please please? She teasingly pouted at the man and stuck out her lower lip playfully. She knew all of her professors well, and as a result they were often likely to stick out their necks for her. I guess it kind of pays to be the teachers pet. The professor agreed and Rosaline grinned to herself as she pulled on a pair of nitrile gloves and grabbing ahold of a small, metal dissection probe. She then took a seat on the chair the professor had previously occupied and got to work. She carefully examined the neck wound with unwavering green eyes. Her fingers feeling along the cut that had stripped the life from the young college woman. Very little examination had been done on this body, so the work that Rosie did would likely yield finds that had not yet been reported. As Rosie carefully touched and probed the cut, she noted in her notebook. Sharp edged murder weapon- no serrations. She nodded, checking the depth of the would. It was shallow, but the slight variations in depth indicated that the murder weapon had a short blade. She had seen a case like this before. The Scalpel was what they called him. He was known for raping woman then opening up their pretty little necks with a surgical scalpel. It was always college aged, good looking women, and he didnt leave behind evidence. Now considered a serial killer, they hunt for the scalpel was ongoing. No incriminating evidence had been found for any of the possible suspects. In other words, this killer still lived near town, and he was still killing. He had to be stopped, and Rosie wanted to be the one who did it.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

... and remember, you are strongly advised to travel in groups in light of the recent events, Felix Kyle reminded them as they left the laboratory after what was the last lesson of the day. He had been granted authority to help in forensics by the police, with the supervision of their own forensics team, of course. They had collected what they had needed and today was the last day before they had to send the body back to prepare for the funeral. Felix was in his mid-thirties, single, with above average height than his male peers. He had an athletic frame thanks to his practice of morning runs before the day started. For now, his face was covered by a surgical mask as he had been close to the body. He watched as the student named Rosaline walked forward before enquiring if she could examine the body. You may, but know that this does not earn you extra marks and the body should be returned in one piece for the family to mourn. He turned away from her, The undertakers will be arriving soon to take the body, probably in about, He glanced at his watch, Thirty minutes. See that you are finished then. He worked on packing up his own belongings and returning the laboratory to its original state. There was nothing of forensic value to be gained from further examining the corpse, but he assumed she wanted to have practical knowledge of what to look out for. It is probably best to leave this in the hands of authority, just in case you end up embroiled in a case for altering evidence. It did not take him long to pack up, leaving him with little to do outside of observing Rosaline probing the body. You aren't finding anything new are you? Felix enquired, his gaze lingering on her appearance. I'm actually surprised that you would go ahead and touch the body of your classmate. But I guess not being squeamish it helps. He sighed and allowed himself to relax in his chair while he waited. Is there anyone you are going back with today? I believe the school has sent out an advisory for students like you to travel in groups by email already. Isn't there that psychology student who is always waiting for you? Yes, a short blade. You may want to check the victim's nails too in other scenarios, there may be skin or material underneath if they attempted to claw their way out. This one doesn't appear to have signs of struggle at the point of death. No indication of bruises on the wrists or legs. The body was covered with a thin sheet of blue synthetic fabric, similar to that of hospital gowns, which concealed a number of bruises on the victim's chest. No signs of other possible causes of death.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

Im not altering the evidence any more than you were, sir. Not to mention Im only two months away from working in a lab myself. I can be trusted with these bodies, and you know it. Ive got the highest mark in your entire class this semester. She looked up at the young professor and cocked one of her eyebrows at him, almost challenging him to disagree. After all, the way he was watching her so closely now was a little unsettling to Rosie. Why didn't he trust her to be careful with the body? Was it just because he believed it was a conflict of interest? She swiveled in her chair and looked at him, raising one eyebrow at him as he asked her about walking home with someone. Yeah. I got the memo. It seems a little over the top though. Thousands of women go to school here. Chances are no one is going to come after me. She gave a shrug as she stood and disposed of her gloves in the waste bin nearby before crossing the lab to lean against the desk near the professor. You dont honestly think I should be worried, right? Isnt being scared of a murderer kind of cliche for someone who wouldnt have a job without cases like this? Rosie shrugged once more before stooping down in order to grab her backpack and she slipped her notebook inside it along with the notes on it. Yes. She was a classmate, but its been awhile since the last victim. Even if the murderer was actively looking for girls at this school I dont think I would fit into his MO anyway. Im not a pretty little blonde like this girl. The girl before was similar. I honestly dont think a forensic pathology student is at a whole lot of risk here. She sighed and pulled on her coat before the backpack. Outside it had been snowing all afternoon. Rosie was definitely looking at a rather chilly walk back to her car once her and her profesor parted ways. But Yes. I think Laura and I will walk together. She usually waits for me in the lobby. While Im not worried about it, I think she is. She nodded before heading towards the door. Have a good night, Mr. Kyle. She waved over her shoulder at him before exiting the lab and heading upstairs to the main part of the building. There, she met up with Laura and they started walking home. Though the conversation was friendly enough, Rosie just couldnt get her mind off of Sammys body down in the lab. She would be calling her tech friend that night so see if he had any recommendations.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

Felix chewed the inside of his cheek, Yes. But if anything happens to the body, it is on me. He shrugged, visibly relieved that she stopped her prodding. She was your classmate. It's not like she was someone on the other side of the state. She was in the same classroom as you. So, I think you could be taking things too lightly, but that's your issue. He was not in charge of convincing her to take care of herself. The school had done their part and notified all staff and students, which was expected. Security would also be increased with more security guards, but never quite as drastic as those with the threat of open violence. He could briefly feel the drag of his pupils going up into his head as she went on about how improbable it was for her to be targetted. If only she knew. Yes, yes. Good night. He would have waved, but instead, he sagged in his chair. He was looking forward to a quiet evening at home once his obligations were done. He glanced at the body, his expression betraying zero guilt as he lifted the sheets and draped it over her head. He did not need to see the face of his last victim. While he had minutes to spare, he swiped through his emails, including several who sought a consultation session with him tomorrow. They found her under a bridge, across the state. She was out with several other students, celebrating their entrance into their final year. Little did they know that she had planned a scare for them, as well her own private celebration with an unknown individual. She vanished one morning, sneaking out to be whisked away, only to call the others as they were searching for her to tell them they should go on ahead with their journey. That was the last time she would be seen alive. It took them long enough but when the body was finally handled, he returned to the staff level to collect his backpack. Only a few individuals were left, the lights dimmed as the usual hubbub of voices had long died down, only for the sound of someone's mechanical keyboard to be clacking furiously somewhere in the back of the office. The journey home included a short detour to a grocery stall which he frequented and was acquaintances with the owner. The neighborhood he lived in was quiet, the house and land he owned were, in his opinion, nothing short of excellent. Dinner was prepared quickly, lemon chicken with sweet potatoes. Where one may have been insecure eating by oneself, he found it deeply enjoyable. It was hard to miss something he never really had the chance to appreciate.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

Yes, a fair amount of girls on the campuses would enjoy sleeping with their older male professors. He had witnessed it several times whether it be just hearing about it, intuition or first-hand as girls attempted to get closer to him. In the latter, it was obvious what they wanted from him, but he did not give easily. Perhaps it was the sense of accomplishment they felt when they finally got him to open up to them that they lowered their guards completely. Sammy was one such case, though he would be insane if he tried a target so close to home again. He enjoyed the look of confusion and fear on their faces as realization finally dawned upon them, but by then it was already too late, they have already been whisked away, held captive to his whims for weeks at a time. Rosaline was a possible target. Not too high up on what he would like. She was a tad too smart and he was not looking to prove how good he was. No, he was looking to live a quiet life, outside of the fact he was a serial killer on the run, that could not be helped. He glanced over to the fridge where he had prepared an excess of ingredients for cooking. Once he was finished with his dinner, he went down into the basement which was secured by two sets of locks. With the bag of prepared ingredients, he began his descent down the steps. He had a visitor who demanded his attention. Down into the basement he went, the lighting here contrasted with the deep shadows that were cast by the various furniture in the basement. He reached the bottom of the steps, on his left he was greeted by a several viewing ports into what could be another room. He called it the birdcage, except it did not keep birds, but oh did its captives sing for him whether they willed it or not. Already he could see her through the one way mirrors as he unlocked the door leading into the room before it locked behind him. A biometric scanner with a passcode failsafe. I'm back. He announced. There were three main rooms here, the living room and kitchen area, the bedroom, and a bathroom for all his captive's needs. Obviously, the room was fireproof should the girl get any ideas. Another common place they would look would be in the kitchen for weapons, knives especially, but he was sufficiently trained in self-defense to be confident in approaching them just like that. I hope you didn't get too lonely while I was out today. His tone was light and without a trace of malice as the set the ingredients into the fridge. A brief examination of the kitchen told him all he needed, to be wary or not of the girl today. His victims would normally avoid standing near most pieces of furniture such as the sofa, bed or tables, and walls it made them easy to trap. The bedroom tended to be avoided as well after he revealed his true colors to them. One by one, he would ingrain terrible memories into their minds of how they were spread upon each inch of the birdcage, until they were truly broken and accepted that their existence had transitioned from person into plaything.
Thread: Color Me Deadly (Zprimal x SketchyEquine)

Felix frowned as she approached from behind and voiced that she was hungry. Did you not make use of the ingredients in the fridge? He gave the contents of the fridge a second glance to realize that yes, his suspicions were indeed true. He sighed, Youngsters nowadays... Entitled beings who were coddled from birth. From ideology down to personal life skills, all these were ignored as there was never a need for them. While he had used force on her, it was only to make her submit to his whims. But if she thought he had beat her within an inch of her life, then this generation is long lost. Not that he cared too much about such topics. He crossed the distance between them in a blink of an eye, his wide strides covering the distance easily. He cupped her cheek tenderly, not even a hint of the depraved acts he had performed on her the day before, an almost familial touch. And then the touch was gone and he returned to preparing the ingredients. I can make dinner for you. But I've got a better idea, let's make dinner together. That way you'd be confident in feeding yourself when I'm not around. He beckoned for her to come closer from the edge of the kitchen into his arms. Come on. He set the cutting board down along with tomatoes and the chicken. Once she was close enough, he pulled her before him, trapping her between the bench and his body. Here, hold the knife tightly. He placed the handle into the palm of her hand, almost taunting her to attempt to make an attack. His hand wrapped over hers, guiding her to prepare the ingredients. It was a simple activity, if not for the fact that he had her in the exact same position in last evening. Pinned against the counter as she attempted to take a glass of water. His hands over hers, waiting for that tension as she remembered the night before. He pressed her against the side of the counter, his length pressing into her back as the knife they held sank deep into the red flesh of the tomato. He said nothing, only watching for her reaction. His knee parted her thighs as the time passed in growing silence, then, How long has it been since you begun your stay? He pressed against her again as the ingredients were ready, his lips brushed against her ear. Two weeks. You said you were on the pill then, didn't you? He placed the knife away, forcing it out of her hands. That's right, Destiny. It's not safe now, Fingers trailed over her soft, and flat belly, meant to unnerve her, Is it? Let's prepare dinner. You must be famished. He released her at last, Please watch, I expect you to be at least be able to cook a simple meal such as this once you're done.