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Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

The way she pushed her chest forward...Oliver felt the swell within him as his pants tightened a bit at the sight of her lovely form. Did she know how desirable she looked this evening? Or how much lust she had caused to burn within him? he hungered for her, yearned for her. If the evening did not end with her in his bed, Oliver would not be satisfied. No, he would have her. On her back on knees. She would pant and moan his name until her voice gave out as far as he was concerned. One way or another, she would scream his name. I'm impressed, you clearly must have a willing determination to succeed in life. he said with a smile. It's a wonder you've only achieved this level of success. I'm certain you'll rise further if you're willing to continue with your self improvement. Not only was she lovely, but she was driven and intelligent as well. It made him wonder if she would be more than just this one night. He was in the market for an assistant himself, she did fit the bill for what he was looking for. Hmmmm? Oh, yes. He had been lost and thought and missed her question. Looking at the necklace, he smiled at the O. It was a bondage necklace that had many meanings. But for him, the O stood for obedience. He just smirked and looked at her eyes. Why don't I tell you later? he replied playfully. There's no rush for the evening.
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

Danielle smiled at the compliments she was recieving...she had heard it before from other men, usually just prior to attempts to get her into bed. Sometimes she allowed it to work, often she did not. With this gentlemen?.....maybe, just maybe.... she pictured him taking her to his apartment....candles lit, soft music, hands gently pulling down the zipper along her back, letting the dress cascade off almost by itself....clad then in only her bra and panties, she would allow his advances.... Danielle shook herself out of her seconds long daydream..... No, she said, again at a sultry whispered voice, fully aware of what it was doing to him...no rush at all.... Danielle made an excuse to go to the bathroom. Once inside, she took off her bra and stuffed it in her bag. Returning to the table, it wasn't long until the coolness of the restaurant made her nipples protrude, practically impossible to not notice the pinpoints through the dress....
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

He wanted her. That much was certain. Women like Danielle didn't come around often, and Oliver was more hungry for her than for his meal. When she was in the restroom, he dialed Dennis's personal cell to speak. How much for her? He asked , straight forward. Dennis chuckled on the other end. A bit surprised that Oliver was already this enthralled. What do you want her for? What the hell does it matter. Oliver growled. If I want her for making me sandwiches or just for eye candy, so long as I pay you shouldn't care. Laughing once more, Dennis smiled and realized he would have need a new assistant. Just as she had started. After telling Oliver the exorbitant dollar amount, which was almost immediately wired, the now assistant less man chuckled once more into the microphone. Good luck with her. Oliver hung up, having concluded this business. Their food would arrive soon and then he would allow for dessert. Before taking her back to his hotel for his second taste of dessert that evening. When she returned, he smiled widely, eyeing his purchase. His hunger increasing by the moment.
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

Danielle reached into her bag beside her, knowing full well when she bent her breasts would be on full display..... sitting back up, she smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.... if I didin't say it yet, thank you for a romantic evening, she said... When she gazed straight at him, she caught that glance she'd already seen before...that look as if he was evaluating her...she felt as if she was wearing an invisible outfit and he could see right through.... When the dinner finally arrived, she found she wasn't exactly ravenous, but the food did give her a chance to relax, knowing he would cast at least part of that concentration on his plate.....
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

It was so very difficult to concentrate on his meal. Oliver was not use to such eye candy, and Danielle was not making it any easier with her flirtations and movements. His manhood had become semi erect and was remaining so. Making him consider just having dessert in his hotel room later after he had a chance to see Danielle in a more intimate way. But he endeavored to control himself so he didn't seem overeager. You're most welcome. he replied with a smile, struggling to contain the hunger in his eyes. I can assume then that you're glad you agreed to come out with me? As they finished with their dinner, Oliver's hunger became more and more apparent. When the waiter returned asking about dessert, the wealthy man just shook his head and asked for the check instead. Once he had paid with his black credit card, he eyed his date and smirked. Would you be opposed to dessert at my suite? he asked. Less of a question and more just a polite statement so she would know what he had in mind.
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

For Danielle, the night had been perfect, but she knew she had probably gone a step too far in taking off her bra.....it was just that she wanted to see if this gentleman was more than a wolf in overpriced clothing, and she was watchful for the telltale signs that he was interested only in getting her in bed....God knows she had enough of the 'slam-bam' guys and she was praying this man was different, and by the signs she already given him, he seemed so. Yes, I'm glad you asked me out, she said...... The trap the man had been setting was about to be snared.....Danielle agreed to continue the date at his place. How far she was willing to go with him would of course depend on him, but Danielle didin't want to be little more than another notch on his bedpost....
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

Wonderful. Oliver responded with a controlled but still enthusiastic smile. Helping her up, they left the restaraunt and Oliver's driver waited to take them back to the five star hotel suite that the wealthy businessman had booked for while he was in town. Along the way, he slid up to Danielle and rested his hand on her thigh, testing her reactions to see if she had the same desires that he did. Rubbing her knee with his thumb, Oliver felt himself become semi erect once more. His ample manhood bulging a bit in his tailored pants. If she were to look and scrutinize carefully, it would be possible to make out the outline of his growing member. The phallus he had every intention of giving to her after some foreplay. Once they were dropped off, he took Danielle's arm and guided her up to the suite. A private elevator taking them there. Once inside the opulent room, Oliver dialed up room service and ordered them some dessert as well as a bottle of Chrystal and some espresso. Once the order was confirmed, he returned to his date with a smile. Shall we sit on the couch for a moment while we wait? He suggested, eager for more of her soft skin. He had no intentions of pouncing just yet. Rather, he wanted to work her up into a slow burning frenzy that would make it easier to engage in an endless night of passion. Taking her in any and all positions he could imagine. Even now his mind drifted to the cache of toys that were in closet of the suite's bedroom. Sexual implements that would likely be used to make their first encounter even more climatic
Thread: Climbing the Corporate ladder....Danielle and LordBesar

Well, Danielle said once they arrived at his hotel room.....I have to admit....I'm impressed... impressive wasn't the word. Danielle had been in a few hotel rooms in her dating life, but this place was opulent....a splendid view of the city from almost an entire wall made of glass....lounges, chairs, tables...this suite obviously was top of the line.... She let herself be led over to the couch....Danielle sat with her legs crossed, the slit in the dress rising up to her thigh and her panty lines.... Danielle had already started to figure out her escape signal in her head. She would let him go just so far, then do a millisecond last chance evaluation. If everything so far was looking good, then maybe..... She laid an open palm on his thigh, then gently brought it up....sure enough, her date was getting hard....
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Oscar Winning Actress Clara Vaughn . It was a dream, until it wasn't. Clara never imagined she would win a pretentious award, but dreams truly do come true. The 29-year-old blonde had been on the scene for a while, mostly in TV shows, but she had become a household name. The woman didn't look very Oscar-esque, sitting on her couch in a giant sweatshirt with her legs tucked up underneath her. Her phone started to go off, and she lazily reached over to grab it.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

It is hard to live in this world without dreams, never sure if what you are doing is the better use of your time. It is not hard because you have to face your own expectations, it is hard because you live in a connected world where you can see how everybody else advances. You can actually see the 18 year old sporstmen and women that are already winning gold medals and advertising space. Advertising that cover so much of the city, showing people that not only are better than you, but that they like to remind you around every corner. Is rough for a man pushing his 29 laps around the sun, surviving on a disk recovery and IT service in a little damp space in a forgotten gallery around town. What could he have done different? Richard Halter asked himself that every day, but that did not help. One just need a good strike of luck to get ahead, and the sooner the better. He sighted on this tought for the 100th time. But, he got surprisingly lucky that evening. A very discretion concerned customer, a blonde girl with a big hat and dark sunglasses especifically, left him a notebook to recover the data that some orange juice endangered. Richard started working on this that morning, running the usual procedures on automatic. He had just came back to check, when he saw that files were already being recovered. Well, he thought to himself, that was easy. He chose a file at random, to see if everything was correct. A file that was really deep into the hard drive he never expected what he saw. It was a video of a casting room. A gorgeous and young maybe 18 years old? Clara Vaughn was making a test tape for the nurse tv show that would open the doors of stardom for her. Her acting was pretty good, but halfway thru her script, the producer stopped her and told her that that was useless, that the part was taken. She inmediatelly got on her feet and got undressed. This came as a shock for Richard as it was for the producer in the tape. What came afterwards are 30 minutes of sexual action between the two, until the battery of the camera ran out. Richard put 2 and 2 together in his mind a blonde woman, nearly completelly covered, goes to a shady place for a simple recovery. That was not random woman. Clara Vaughn gave him this computer. And now, he had a very juicy part of her life in his hands. A piece of the luck that guided fortunate people like her. He recorded a little part of the video with a burner cellphone he sold those at his store and sent it to her, to the number she had given for the repairs. He wrote alongside -Nobody should left things behind laying around. If you don't want this to be on every site around the world, reply to my message with a recorded apology for being disyolal to your fellow actresses and such a whore. Remember to sound sorry.-
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Clara was half asleep when her phone had gone off. She was expecting it to be her boyfriend, but it was an unknown number instead. Usually she didn't check those, but it was just a simple message. The message alone was enough to turn her blood cold. What the hell... The starlet pressed the play button, and nearly dropped her phone. Outrage filled her body, but was quickly overshadowed by fear. Clara knew exactly who it was. It had to be one of the people at the computer repair store. After a moment's hesitation, Clara complies. She recorded a heartfelt message and sent it, but then sent another message. Please don't send this out. I'll do anything.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

She surely took her time to answer. Second thoughts were entering Richard's mind. What if she had gone to the police? What if he was wrong about her identity? Terrible things would have been waiting for him. That was when the phone rang dissipating any doubt in his mind. She looked so cute, almost crying in her apology. He laughed a good deal. Well, that have been fun. Now he had to get back to... The phone rang again. This new message provoked a different feeling in him. This new message had possibilities. And this possibilities had to be tested. He wrote a reply I told you that you had to be sincere. How can I believe you with all that luxury laying around you? Repeat the message, but this time, do it in your bathroom without your fancy clothes.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

The message looked like she was in tears because she was in tears. Clara had never been blackmailed before, and to be blackmailed in that fashion scared her. She was afraid that if she called the police it would get out anyway. So, she complied. Before he could text back, the actress sent another message. Do you want money or something? She got another message soon after, and it confused her. She was wearing a tattered college sweatshirt and jeans. The actress did move to her bathroom, sitting so her back was facing her shower and she re-recorded it in the same fashion before sending it again.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

What do you know... She did reply again. This was the most fun Richard had had in the last year. He saw it two more times. Could he believe that he was actually making this actress do his bidding? This raised the question, how much more could he made her do? It was tricky. Pushing her too far may break the dance they were performing. Richard had a delicate system in his hands, and luckily, he knew just how to plan ahead to not overforce it. This could really, actually work. He didn't let his imagination distract him. It was time for the next round. He started replying -I can see only fear in your face. Not a single drop of remorse. Seems like you have forgotten what is to be ashamed of one actions. But, do not worry. I can right this wrong, I can help you achieve a free life. Free from your fears. The first step is to start having contact with what is real again. Remove your clothes completely. Send me a picture of your whole body to confirm this when you are done.-
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Clara felt trapped. She'd done all of this, and now he was just pulling her along. She wasn't stupid, no, but she was terrified. The actress believed that what she'd done was illegal, and there would be a wave of repercussions after it came out. Clara stared at the message for minutes, but soon she'd stripped herself naked and sent the man a picture along with a message. Please stop.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Her body was a delight. It was different to picture it in his head when he saw her in those movies, with tight clothes. This was less produced, but more earthly, more real. She really had no need for hard work or exercise. Still, there was some awkwardness to her posture, she even kind of covered her face with the cell phone. The thing was that the more she tried to escape him, the more he wanted to go after her. It was born from within him. And he was too deep to stop, as she suggested. -You still do not understand. You cannot demand anything. You are the one who is living a fake life, a wrong life. I will set you free from it. It seems that the problem is much bigger that what I have anticipated. I will have to pay you a visit tonight. Send me your address, and wait for me around eight. This is your first test of humbleness. You must treat me as a honored guest. You better answer me quickly.-
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

With tears in her eyes, Clara read the text. She had a sinking feeling in her stomach a feeling that she wasn't going to get out of this alive. But what other option did she have. She pulled her clothes back on and returned that text. Fine. 8pm. That door's open. But she didn't move from the bathroom floor. She texted her boyfriend next, telling him that she loved him and she'd see him tomorrow. Whether or not that was true was beyond her control at this point. Clara peeled herself off the floor and sat in the living room, facing the door, her legs curled in her sweatshirt once more.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

The neighbourhood was very distinguished, of course. How else could she have lived otherwise? The privileges only some can give themselves. As Richard cruised thru the empty streets, he though of how he did not see a single cheap house. They were all huge and with gardens in the front. The cold was really setting, as winter was closer everyday. He could imagine how this whole dream street would be illuminated by christmas with perfect lights for the prefect month in their perfect lives. Well, this time around, he could have a present for himself as well. He stood at the door. Straightening his black jacket, he brushed some dirt from his blue jeans. He knocked and waited. He knew that the door was open, but he could almost taste her anticipation. He then entered with authority. There she was, to his left. Sitting with her legs next to her chest. He waited some more. -Not even a hello? I believe I told you, and I quote You must treat me as a honored guest. Is this how you must treat an honored guest? Answer me.- He left his jacket and saw her with his deep blue eyes. -What are you gonna do to start the evening?-
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Clara was silent. What was she supposed to say to him? Thanks for humiliating and blackmailing me? She didn't say a word. She opened the large wooden door and let him in, shutting it behind her. Clara gave him a shrug, and she never met his eyes. It was obvious that she was uncomfortable and upset. She looked him over, making sure he wasn't armed. She'd made the poor decision of hiding the knives, because she quickly realized she could have used them and said it was self defense. So she just stood by her door, staring at the wooden floor.
Thread: Award Winning Blackmail (*~CoraJayne~* and Archon)

Richard grabbed her face with a strong hand and raised her chin, in order to lock his eyes on her beautiful and frightened blue eyes. -Look at you. Such a wonder, all standing up, with your arms down. Can't you see how your fears and driving you down? Lets talk about it over dinner, shall we? Where is the food?- He finished the sentence caressing her face and looking around, he began walking to the dining room.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

What is life's greatest illusion? Innocence. There was no such thing in Tamriel. Everything had a true nature whether it was filled with greed or compassion, everyone had a way of things. There was no innocent nature, only nave ways of thinking and an ignorant understanding. There was no innocence in justice only the guilty and the wronged. Innocence was an illusion Man and Mer created to hide behind either being stupid or cheated. There was no innocence to be cherished or combated. Only what nature had provided you. It didn't take him very long to figure that out. Hey! The Bosmer boy winced when a pebble hit his head, his golden eyes snapping toward the one who threw the stone. It was his master, Urlthor Oaken-Dawn, glared at him from the door, Have you done anything at all today, boy? Yes, I fed the cows and cleaned the stables, your weapons are polished and hanging on their racks, the taxidermy is dusted. I've done all my chores. I'm free for the rest of the day. The boy answered. Urlthor grumbled irately. Where's your damned whore mother? He growled. The boy gnashed his teeth and clenched his fists. Mother is sewing your torn clothes. Like you asked her to. He said through his teeth. Urlthor huffed, not having a reason to beat either of them before storming off to curse and grumble. The boy cursed him softly in Bosmeri tongue, sitting back against the wall he was resting on.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

A few houses away, a young Dunmer girl was outside washing dirty clothes in a wash bucket, watching the half-elf get chewed out, scrubbing the clothing article on the washboard. Her expression was blank, and her blue red eyes were half focused on the boy, her mind wandering elsewhere as she did her daily tasks. One thing she knew for sure they had in common, was they were both slaves. She knew little about him, and he probably knew nothing of her existence slaves where normal in this city, almost every household had one the wealthier ones anyway.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

Sildriel made sure no one on the property was watching before practicing his Illusionary magicka, making a butterfly appear on his fingers before it vanished. He made a noise he wanted to practice the more high end spells he had found, make a few of his own. But Urlthor and his own mother watched him like hawks, knowing that he was well gifted for being only twelve.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

Sildriel's Magic was truly incredible for someone who had never seen other magic other than offensive magic, so without a second thought, the girl had moved closer to Sildriel, taking shelter behind a cart and watching him closely. Unlike him, she had no magical talent, not that she knew of anyway, since she had no proper training, she hadn't tried much other than wiggling her fingers and willing fire to come from them. Of course, it didn't work, but she did have a knack for going unnoticed, people just didn't seem to notice her as easy, even if she were just sitting out on a bench she knacked it up to being just another unordinary slave.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

Sildriel.. The boy jumped and sat up quickly, looking to where the gentle sound of his mother's voice came from. The Bosmeri woman didn't look a day over twenty, despite the slight wrinkles and worry lines she had, her hair was a lighter shade of copper compared to Sildirel's and her eyes were red, heavy with years of slave work and torment. He didn't mind that he was called by his real name to his mother, but hearing it spoken and butchered by Nord tongue made him ill and nearly violent. I told you about using your magicka...Master Urlthor will beat you again... She said, her voice sounded drained and weak. Sildriel made a face and folded his arms. It was just a butterfly.. He muttered dryly. Lilisina frowned and cupped his cheek gently. Please, little sapling...not in the open... She implored. Sildriel made a small noise of defeat, not wanting to disappoint his mother. Yes, mother... He agreed softly.
Thread: What is Life's Greatest Illusion? ~*1x1 Sengoku/Skyrim rp for DarkMudkip and Jikkah*~

A frown came upon the child's face when the boy's mother showed herself, making the girl moved father behind the cart. She wished to see more of this boys magic, it was beautiful, and brought her a sense of peace. Sildriel... She whispered to herself, not wanting to forget his name so she could speak to him later on if she got the chance.