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Thread: 1993 (Tori A Nympho & Ash Durn )

Mmm, dirty slut. She's trying to make me cum first. Lindsey realized as she began to moan uncontrollably and shake. But that was fine with her. She didn't care who came first, just so long as they both came. That was all she wanted. To cum with her pet over and over again until their pussies ached from contact. So she started licking harder and harder herself, adding her ring finger to Ash's pussy. Damn, is she rimming me? Lindsey thought to herself. Moaning suddenly from the contact with her asshole, which was kind of a forbidden place. But she loved it. God, you're the perfect pet! Lindsey moaned aloud as she felt the finger begin to ass fuck her ass. She doubled her own fingering and tongue fucking. We are going to have so very much fun together, aren't with pet Ash? She moaned against the girl's lips. She had moved to licking the girl's clit exclusively, fingering harder and harder. The attack on her clit was too much. She shuddered and came, juices covering Ash's face as her mistress moaned loudly against her pussy. Her fingers became a blur, pumping into the girl hard and fast in a desperate attempt to make the girl cum. I'm going to have to figure out something to make you with so you remember you're mine.
Thread: 1993 (Tori A Nympho & Ash Durn )

Ash lapped up the juices as much as she could as they poured forth. Loving hearing Lindsey in the throws of climax. The sound caused a warm feeling in her very core, and it did not take much more then that to have her cross the line. Groaning a lot. Her thighs closing as she did. She let out a load groan as she came. Quickly putting her face into her mistresses thigh and letting it help and dampen the sound. Ash bit down just a little bit as she finished. before getting back to her job of licking Lindsey. Thinking about how to make it more exciting, trying to pick up speed. Ash stuck her tongue out as long as she could and started to press it between the lips and started to go as deep into the cavern as possible, curling her lip inside of Lindsey, pressing her face hard into the pelvis. Ashes own legs closed for the most part, and rubbing together.
Thread: 1993 (Tori A Nympho & Ash Durn )

Hearing the clear signs that her pet was coming was enough to make Lindsey cum once more. She groaned into the pussy she ate and as their legs locked around each other, Lindsey knew she was in some kind of love. This was going to be the best two years of school she could hope for. A nice warm body to eat and fuck when she was alone. Lindsey was never going to let her pet out of her clutches. Lindsey ate and ate for another few minutes, cumming once more and seeking to make her pet cum again before she finally pushed the cunt from her face and rolled over. Laying beside her pet, she wrapped her hand lightly around the redhead's neck and moaned. That's enough for now baby pet. She cooed. Getting up, she grabbed her silk binds from their hiding place in her dresser and then tied the girl to the wrought iron bed. Licking her lips, Lindsey slid in so that they could scissor each other. More cunt later pet. Now, mistress wants to feel yours against hers. She moaned as she began to trib against her new fuck toy.
Thread: Innocence: (A short story for all you predatory MILF's and Cougars out there)

Looking at the young teen boy who you have been put in charge of, all shy and innocent, you gently place a hand on his shoulder and say Come with me. Nervously, he complies, looking at you with adoration and obedience. He looks up to you and trusts you. Your hand gently massages the back of his neck reassuringly as you guide him into a back room closing the door behind you. There is very little light in this room. You are the one authority figure he feels comfortable talking to the one person he trusts. He would do anything to earn your approval. Taking his hand gently in yours, you ask him Do you trust me?. He nods. You know I would never hurt you? you ask. He swallows and nods nervously. I've always liked you and always wanted to help you...I hope you appreciate that, you say. He nods shyly and whispers yes. Taking his hand, and holding it to your heart so he can feel it beating, you inquire, Would you like to do something nice for me?. He blinks and nods eagerly, wanting to please you, to show his gratitude for all your help. Smiling at him approvingly, you gently place your hand on his cheek, caressing it. This will be our little secret...you must never speak of this...understand?. He nods again, a look of nervous curiosity on his face as to what it is he won't be able to speak of. Your hand glides to the back of his head, as you gently grab a tuft of his hair. On your knees dear as you gently apply pressure, pulling downward on his hair, causing him to comply, getting down on his knees before you in the darkened room. Looking down, you see nervous innocence, slightly trembling due to nervous shyness as he looks up at you, practically worshipping you. His trust and adoration for you, make him willfully a slave to your command. You know you can make him do anything you tell him to. You are all alone and will not be bothered for hours. He is yours to do what you please with. Opening your bathrobe you gently start tightening the grip in his hair, as you step in closer, bringing your pelvis near his face as his adoring young eyes widen in nervous curiosity..................
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Synopsis By LordTrayus Some time had passed since the Age of the Lycans. The Rise of Man had pushed many of the lycan tribes up north. The fall of the lycans was not all due to the expanding humans. Infighting between the tribes and hunger for power had left many unable to defend from the expanding south. Now that territory was becoming short, valued hunting grounds were in high competition between the tribes, further increasing conflict and the splintering of their kind. It is now considered the Age of Man. The tribes to the north no longer a threat were turned on each other. Not for the old reasons, but simply because it was easier to turn on each other than take on the giant that was mankind. Two tribes in particular were now at each others throats. Once long allies, now rivals for the Sacred Grounds. One of the last hunting grounds and one of spiritual significance. The Yari tribe, the tribe of the black wolf and patrons to the All-father. The Malo tribe, the tribe of the grey wolf and patrons to the god Loki. Though both tribes had legitimate claim they needed to find a way to claim it for themselves. The Yari consulted with their All-father. Though the balance could not be turned, Odin told them to use their cunning, that all will be made clear as long as they had the will to survive. Though an unsatisfied answer the clan took the advise of their patron god. However, Loki was not like his brother. When the Malo clan had summoned him for consultation Loki was more than eager to interfere in the affairs that were in place. Loki set in forth a motion of patience. If the tribe simply waited, the Yari tribe would vanish. Loki did not seem true, until half a generation later. The Yari tribe had no off-spring. It appeared they had been afflicted with the curse of sterility. As more joined the ranks of the elderly, their were fewer and fewer to take the roles that were becoming rapidly empty. It now falls upon a new clan chief to find a way to alleviate the curse on his people, or fall to time.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Her name was Himni and she was born to change the world. She however was not born in the best time on Earth with war going on between the Lycan clans. However she was held in high regard by most clans for she was part of a prophecy that would bring good to any clan that came to posses her. Himni, who's name mean heaven was a young Lycan, born the Chief of her clan, however her father was feared among the many Lycan clans in the land. Many would find themselves dead if they tried to claim war on her clan, however there were a few who had enough guts to take Himni's father on. Anyways Himni was a sweet girl, not very tall but she was slender built with pale skin, white hair and dark brown eyes that almost looked black at some times of the day or night. When she was in her Lycan form her fur was very white it was hard to find her in the snow. She however happened to be a rather timid and shy girl, she stayed away from most people, given the chance you may not even see her for days, she liked to stay cooped up in her room. Himni was aware of the prophecy about her, she wanted nothing to do with it however, she hated how important she was to everyone and the attention it brought her. She was sleeping one winter night, wrapped up tightly in her blankets of fur, unaware her life was about to change forever. Himni would wake to the sound of growling, screams and the stench of blood. Someone had attacked her village, the home of her clan. She woke up with a start and took her Lycan form instantly and hurried out of her room to go in search of her father. Himni wouldn't get very far though as fire raged through her home making her eyes and nose sting. The roof soon caved in her, she jumped through a window but became pinned under a fallen pillar of wood unable to push it off of her all she could do was watch helplessly as her people were slaughtered.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

His father was getting too old to be the clan leader. However, there was to be no objection to roles now with his clan being such sort handed. He was to stay commander of his hunting pack. Though Sol was brash and impatient, he was loyal. He knew he was the best hunter in his pack. But that's not the reason he still led the hunt. It was his ability to keep level headed in a crisis and lead those through it. It was an eerie night to be on patrol, even for his kind. His father's father had made a pact with the Clan of the White Wolves under the eyes of Odin to share in their strength and bounty. This deal was still in place, however tenuous. With such scarcity, sharing is growing more and more of a strain. But Sol believed his clan was not without honor. They would keep the pact until the day his clan faded. The Haj Tribe's hunters were what they were Hunters. Not like the Yari or the Malo tribes which were also trained to hunt predators, they relied on allies to aid them. This is how it was even before the Fall of the Lycan's However, now having few allies left if fell to the Yari as the sole protectors. Though losing one of their protectors rapidly, there was little that can be done to alleviate the curse of a god. Even beseeching Odin yielded little result. Still, it was his clan's duty to keep their deed. For when they perish, at least their honor will remain. Sol was leading his pack up the hill to the village where the tribe was settled. He knew the prophecy. He didn't care. Why care about peace if your tribe won't be around to enjoy it? Sol stared into the snow in thought. The girl of the prophecy was pretty, but she had the ability to save everyone? It was hard to believe. Anyway, he just wanted to get the pack to fulfill its duty so he could be home. The sun would be up soon and he wanted some rest before the hunting time. A pack mate tapped his shoulder and pointed, Look... A light shined at the village brightly with billowing black smoke Fire! Arms! He was first to shift. A large black wolf with piercing green eyes. The others followed in, quietly rushing through the snow to their burning ally.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Himni knew she had to get out of the village though it was hard being pinned under the heavy pillar that was holding her there. She bit her lip and grit her teeth together and began to pray to the Gods to help her and give her strength to get free. Please Odin, Loki, someone give me the strength to get free of this place. she whispered softly. Soon she felt her strength grow and she turned and somehow managed to get the pillar off of her leg. She rolled free and looked around her, blood stained the snow around her as smoke made its way into the dark night sky. By Odin's eye, who could be cruel enough to do this? Himni said softly and tried to stand but she ended up wobbling. She forced herself to stand anyways and began to struggle as she walked, her leg had been injured and it hurt to put weight on it. Thank the Gods. she whispered watching a few of the clan escaping into the forest not to far from their village. She slowly made her way to the courtyard of the house and let out a whimper seeing her parents laying dead on the ground, their throats had been slit, their arms tied behind their back. No, Mother, Father.....why...? she croaked and fell to kneel beside her father and mother. She felt herself growing dizzy from the pain taking over her body and from the blood she was losing. I shall see you soon, Mother...Father. she whispered as she coughed at the smoke entering her lungs. Soon Himni lost control and she passed out laying between her mother and father, her breathing becoming ragged, she was unaware that she soon would be saved and taken away from this place of death.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

The place was ablaze. It was hit hard by whatever attacked. Sol had a perplexed look on his face. Wasn't this clan sacred and revered because of that prophecy? Who could do this? Humans? No, they usually don't travel so far north. They like their warmth in the south. The Malo Clan? They had nothing against them. Besides, when we perish they'll probably get the job of protectorate. There's still many holes and no answers. Sol looked over the Chief's hut burning. It was doubtful he was alive. He was probably the first targeted. Sol kicked through the front door. A note that it was barred was a sign that this was very well orchestrated. Smoke billowed through the hut. When he set his gaze down on to the floor he saw red. There was blood, and plenty of it. He began staggering through the pile of dead servants. No signs of life among the inside. If there was the smoke had got them as he was finding it difficult to stay conscious. Sol needed fresh air. The smoke of the burning building was overwhelming. He saw a path of blood lead outside. Someone living perhaps? It gave him an excuse at least for fresh air. He reamed his shoulder through the door, unaware it was not compromised, ripping it off its hinges. The night sky was above his head. Before him three bodies. He slowly approached. It was the chief, his wife, and their daughter. The clan was dead. A scar on his clan's pride. He fell to his knees, seeing the cut throats of the Chief and his wife. Humans? Maybe, but lycans can use blades as well. The girl laid between them. So much for the prophecy, he thought. He looked over her. She was pretty and it was sad it had to end for her like this. But then he saw it. A breathe in her chest! She was alive! Bleeding, but alive! There was hope for the tribe! He grabbed part of his cape, yanking it off with eat and started wrapping the girl's wound, You'll be okay. Just don't die, alright? his breath shaky.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Something was keeping Himni from passing on to the Underworld, she was not sure what it was but there was nothing she could do about it. She suddenly heard someone coming towards her and her dead parents. She heard the crunch of the snow under someones feet and the smell of Lycan hit her nose, she knew it was a male. Himni let out a small groan however when she felt that same person binding her wounded leg up and she felt a slight shiver run down her spin. Himni then heard him speak, his voice was sort of soothing to her, she was not sure why, but his voice really made her want to stay alive now and cling to life. Who...who are you? Himni whispered as her dark brown eyes slowly opened and she stared up at the huge male over her. Your...your of....I know...your Father.. Himni was only able to whisper. She knew his clan, she knew who he was but his name would not come to her at the moment. The....the...they attacked so fast... they were Lycan she managed to croak, her throat burned from all the smoke she had breathed into her lungs. Himni reached a weak hand out and grabbed a blood chain from her father's hand and held it tightly to her chest as she tried to suck more fresh air into her lungs. Your...your Sol, I remember now. Himni suddenly said and stared into his eyes but he could see she was rather weak. She slowly tried to push herself up so she was sitting, when she was up she stared over at her dead parents. They wanted me but couldn't find me. she whispered and bit her bottom lip. She slowly drifted off to sleep this time her head leaned against his shoulder and she started to breath a bit better thanks to the fresh air that came into her lungs.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

The girl was tougher than she looked. After all she's been through she still speaks. Sol had never really heard her talk. She was always quiet. Her voice was beautiful, especially considering what she just went though right now. At least she was stable. He had a surviving witness to the ordeal, and the heir to the clan. Sol's green eyes looked over the beauty in his arms. There were no other injuries. If they were looking for her then they would be back. He needed to take her to safety. Back to his village. He placed his arms under her upper back and thighs as he lifted her up. She was light for one of his kind. She felt vulnerable to him. He started to trudge through the snow, moving out of the courtyard. He was embarrassed that she had remembered his name but he, her protector, had failed to remember hers. Shameful especially for one so famous amongst the clans. He took a hit to his pride for something so trivial by meaningful. He shouldn't have been so hard on himself as the only names he remembered was his father's and those of his hunting pack. He trudged out, seeing his pack searching fruitlessly for any trace or clue on the attacking party. He barked out loud enough for all to hear him, Box formation! Back to the village! Like a well-oiled machine the pack gathered, surrounding their leader. Once in formation they all shifted into their wolf forms. The survivor riding on their leader's back. Hold on. We'll be out of here soon. Then they were off, bolting off down the burning village's hill in perfect formation as the retreated to a safer location.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Nothing but darkness flood through Himni's mind, she felt the warmth of Sol against her small and slender frame. However she felt comfort with him there, glad that he was the one who had found her. She gave a slight shiver as she felt him change and his warm fur pushing against her cheek. She breathed his scent deeply and buried her head more into his warm fur. It felt good, she wondered why she had never felt these feelings before. Himni would end up waking up later when they had made their way back to Sol's village. Her eyes slowly opened and she looked around herself wondering where she was. One of Sol's servants came running out to meet them a frown on her face. You brought her here? I knew something bad had happened, I could feel it in my bones. What happened, is she alright? she grey wolf went on and looked up at Himni. You have Himni, the chosen one, the child of prophecy. the old she wolf said to Sol. He saved me, please don't give him a hard time, he is a hero. whispered Himni and she groaned as she clung tighter to the male's back. Another shiver went through her and she let out a small whimper her leg was aching worse than before. I will go prepare a room for her and get the doctor ready to come and help her. the she wolf said and headed off. What are we going to tell your Father? one of Sol's friends said and looked at Himni who was trembling now. What are you going to do with her? he whispered then shook his head. There you are Sol, your father is waiting for you in the war room. said Sol's mother as she came rushing out after hearing news of her son's return.
Thread: Nordic Affairs (Me & Lord_Trayus)

Sol knew the implications of this. He cared little for the prophecy, but there were many in his village that clinged to it like it was all they had. Sol just looked forward, with the intent on getting Himni to the doctor. Sol only glancing at his mother, Of course, I will see him right away. Let me get her to the doctor and I will see him. The doctor peeled the shivering girl off his back. He nodded at him and Sol changed back to his human form. Now to deal with the politics of the matter. Sol made his way to the war room. His father was staring at a map on the table. His face was stern, unmoving. He was old for a chieftain, but what was harder to believe was that he just acquired the title. His own father having died last winter. Good work preforming your duties. But I have to say something... Sol looked back as sternly as his father moved his head up. His eyes dark, face covered in a grey mane with deep creases. Couldn't you have brought her somewhere else? You know what this will do. Sol shook his head. He did not really know. Just that some people would be mad, but who cared. We have to hold a moot with the other clans now. We failed to defend her clan... Sol was shouted back, How can we defend them properly?! I'm so short on man power! We're down to a single patrol near the end of the night! I need my men hunting as much as possible! We're stretched thin as is... His father put his hand up, interrupting, I know... but the other clans won't. Their will be talks of giving protectorate rights to the Malo tribe now as well since the burden is too great for us. Sol clenched his fists, They'll have it when we're gone... they can wait. It won't be that long with the curse of their blasted god in place. His father shook his head, Show respect to Loki for he his the grandfather of us, just as Odin is. Anyway, you will be civil when they come for talks. I want you to be present. Sol shook his head, One or the other. Your honor is on the line. His father knew exactly how to corner him. Fine! Thanks son. That girl you saved counts as a whole clan. Her testimony and statement will weigh heavy at the moot. Maybe she'll stick up enough for you to convince the clans that you did well enough for us to keep as their protectorate. Sol smiled at the thought, I'm going to sleep father. Give the girl some of my rations. Forgot her name, huh? Sol was red in the face until his father spoke once more, Himni. Now go rest.