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Thread: The Mating Project (Caleb Raines & loneiysong) Closed

RE The Mating Project Caleb Raines loneiysong In that moment the world went black. The voices still swirled around her. But she was sure she had gone blind. She gasped as she was suddenly stuffed with warmth. A pulsing warmth. Leaning her head back, she screamed. The feeling of warmth, the pain of her broken hymen, the pulsing of his cock. Her body could feel everything. And at the moment of him sliding in, her walls gripped his cock. She panted and arched her hips moaning louder. She was in pleasure. She was like a beast in pleasure. Whereas she could not really communicate, she groaned in pleasure. She panted hard and feeling his thick cock spread her, her muscles gripped him tighter as she moaned harder She panted and feeling his knot she screamed as she came the orgasm shaking down her body like electricity. Then he shot her with his warm cum and she blushed feeling like the sun, radiating warmth. She panted and felt the weight of his body on her and she knew in that moment, she loved the kind ghost that came and gave her what she needed. She sighed and began to whimper when he pulled away. The blindness still overcoming her, but she shivered feeling cold again. Her tongue began to work again. P-p-please...I...I am cold... She whispered around a tongue that felt so thick and heavy.
Thread: The Mating Project (Caleb Raines & loneiysong) Closed

RE The Mating Project Caleb Raines loneiysong Vic loved how reactive his daughter was, her scream, her moans, how she panted and moved with the pleasure she received but the next time he fucked her, he was determined that she would be fully aware of what was happening and she would have him calling out for him. Her pleading fell on deaf ears though his cock hardened at the tone. He instead continued doing his work. At times he moved over to her and drew blood, took samples or tested her reactions to this touch or that. He left her bare, staring at her beauty and even locked the door so no one entered while he worked. He prepared all the samples, looked at the slides. At one point he stepped between her legs and thrust his cock inside her a couple of times, barely able to stop himself from just fucking her again. His finger he would thrust into her tight ass before washing again and doing more. Eventually, he cleaned her up and stuck a vibrating but plug in her ass to watch her reactions. Time passed, he knew within minutes as he looked at the clock that she would begin to come back to herself soon. Then he would fuck her again and take more samples. He wanted his daughter to feel and know who it was this next time. He wanted to hear her plead for him not to do it. The downside of the injection was that it made her so sensitive she wanted it, but when it wore off she would have less sensitivity and it would take much more to arouse her. When he fucked her next, he didn't care if she was aroused, he wished the first time he could have fucked her without it. He didn't like that her first time she had been like a bitch in heat, but his bosses wanted clean samples so he'd had to do it that way.
Thread: The Mating Project (Caleb Raines & loneiysong) Closed

RE The Mating Project Caleb Raines loneiysong Maria groaned adn rolled her head back and groaned. Soon the fog took her and she began to sleep. She was originally awoken gasping at a pinch of her arm. Went back to sleep. Woke up again to touch. The pattern like that continued. Soon the sensitivity began to wear off and she wasn't woken up so easily. She rolled her eyes and stretched as it became morning but winced as her body was sore. SHe looked up at the restraints. She began to whimper and looked up and pulled. Her muscles in her pussy were so sore. She looked around and shifted. She was thirsty, hungry, and felt like she was going to throw up all at the same time. She looked around, she saw her father with his back to her. He was naked and she knew in an instant that it had been him that took her. She broke down sobbing and then looked away. Her father had taken her purity. She was so lonely. She had no friends. Maria shivered and looked so defenseless against the chair sobbing still sticky from her sweat and bloody between her legs from her virgin. She shut her eyes. Just kill me. She begged softly.
Thread: The Mating Project (Caleb Raines & loneiysong) Closed

RE The Mating Project Caleb Raines loneiysong Vic heard the whimper and smirked, keeping his back turned to her. He hadn't bothered to dress, he was quite content to remain nude and his daughter would become accustomed to being nude as well. She would learn as his mother had learned to be ready whenever he wanted to take her. Her mother of course had learned well and in the end had loved everything he did for her, had even secretly met him from time to time when he demanded it so he could fuck her over the years. When his daughter began sobbing, he finally turned and strode over to her moving between her legs as she begged for death. Now now, Maria dear. That's not going to happen. Daddy is going to take very good care of you. When you learn your new role well you will come to enjoy what I give to you. He reached down, turning the vibrating butt plug on and up a couple notches before he pressed his hard cock against her pussy. You were so tight I couldn't resist a sampling and if you like I can replay the video that showed just how much you wanted it, how very reactive you were as I fucked you. You came for me so sweetly coating my cock. His fingers spread her pussy and swiped over her clit, You were so very sensitive, it was extremely arousing. He loved how she was at his mercy and watched her face as he began to slowly slide his cock into her pussy, drawing back as though to torture her then moving forward. He did this several times until he was half way in and then pulled almost out and slammed himself forward going as deep as he could with a groan of delight. In time Maria you will accept that you are now taking your mothers place, seeing to my ever needs.
Thread: The Mating Project (Caleb Raines & loneiysong) Closed

RE The Mating Project Caleb Raines loneiysong Please, there has to be better women. You just... She gasped adn rolled her eyes and groaned as the plug was turned up and her body clenched on it. Her pussy was wet. She whimpered curling her toes. It felt so good. She breathed out a sigh of pleasure and rocked her hips gently groaning. Daddy, what did you do to to me. SHe whispered softly biting her lip as a deep blush against her face. Tears continued to roll down her face. Daddy, please...please stop, you don't me. She groaned feeling his fingers and gasped her body tensing and arching for him. She shivered and panted. She remembered feeling something off the shadow that made love to her, made her feel warm even if it was for a second. She looked up at him and bit her lip whimpering out a groan. She didn't want to enjoy it. She kept ordering her body to stop it. But her walls gripped him as he spread her so perfectly. Leaning her head back, she sighed and panted hard. Oh god... She groaned and panted shivering. It felet good, but bad, all at the same time. She thought of how he didn't love her. He honestly didn't. She bit her lip wishing in a millisecond as he pushed in how much she wished she did. She figured that was the serum talking. She paned feeling him thrust hard. Deep into her pussy. Panting, she groaned biting her lip harder and looked up at him.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

A dark November evening, Everything was silent on the road, except for two bright lights that were following a way to a stressless and relaxating designation. Nothing was holding him back as he was driving along his way. The roads were plowed from the snow that was still swirling down from the sky, the nature surrounding the road gave off a peacefull white colour and was softly burried down by the snow that was still falling down. A soft music was playing from the radio inside of the car. It was as sound as the silence outside of the nature, it was playing softly down inside of the Chevrolet Mustang that was driving on the road. The tires of the car had been changed to winter tires and had chains on them to achieve a maximum friction on the road. The car wasn't driving fast, not at all, it was actually a complete opposite of what you would suspect from such a muscle car. But then, faith hit the driver of the car as suddenly smoke errupted from the hood of the car, quite a lot of smoke actually, and what followed was the sputtering of the car and the sound of an engine failing as the driver pulled the car over and exited the car to check on the engine. Damnit his voice said on a gentle tone as he had opened the hood, he knew how his car worked and he knew that his car had broken down on him and had abandoned him. The thoughts of the relaxating destination had already faded from his mind and all he could think about was leaving the freezing cold that the snow and the wind was bringing along with them. He quickly moved back inside of his car. As he reached into his car, he put on a winter jacket and then grabbed his computer which was in a bag and then got out of his car, he closed the door and went to his trunk as he got out two more bags where he searched in gently and grabbed a few heatpacks which he put into the pockets of his pants and the jacket's inside pockets. Then he continued by closing his trunk and then locked his car down, putting an orange cone infront of the back of the car to indicate it was broken down. He then continued by walking up the road. The snow was bashing against his blue glasses as he kept walking forward, his smart looking but still quite handsome face accented by his quite small frame, his winded and messed up hair looked quite normal to him as he kept walking, he was wearing some fashionable clothing, a nice jeans and a blue jacket which accented his smaller body. He was a smaller man and a thin one as well but his face finally lighted up as he saw something that seemed like civilization. The big walls had to end somewhere and now he saw a gate as he ran to it with his bags, shivering slightly as the heat packs were worn out an hour ago, he ringed the bell on the gate and sighed as he awaited an answer. videoyoutube
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

Nestled between two small towns, up on a ridge, lie an enormous piece of property that had been walled at some time in the 14th century. From the main gate, a long cobble drive that meanders for about 3.7 kilometers brings one to the manor house. Simply known as The Lace, it too was quite large, what with its four hundred and thirty two rooms and dripping in stonework that had been laid well over one hundred years prior to Christopher Columbus discovering the Americas. It was also quite massive, since there were five towers that reached as high as seven stories. From the main entry door, you could not even see the stone walls due to the wide expanse of land between it and The Lace. Much of the land in between was clustered with a mixture of a pine and birch forest. The green and whitish hues from both types of trees was especially beautiful under the evenings full moon. Few people had been inside The Lace over the last couple of centuries. Folklore, which had been handed down from one generation to the next, took guesses as to the goings on inside of The Lace. Some were that the manor house was haunted, while others spoke of Thaddeus Roche, the family patriarch, who killed his wife and eleven kids with his hunting bow and arrow back in February of 1378. The Roche family came into wealth and power because it was discovered that Thaddeus had a family lineage which was traced back to mobility. This was enough reason to insert him as an archduke for the region. With his title the king gifted Thaddeus half of the countryside. This included a large tract of land in which he could build his manor house. Of course, with time the Roche family had subdivided and sold off much of the old estate. By the late 1800s, when war ravaged the country and the monarchy was dissolved, the Roche family was left with the land that they own today. The two nearby towns were incorporated and with advances from the industrial age, the Roche family found themselves cloistered in their own world. A new century would bring about further changes, but some things remained the same. Elvira Roche was born at The Lace, but eventually fled from her family to start a new life. She could not do the things that carried on within the manor walls. She could not follow in her mothers footsteps. So, she left and it was agreed that she would never return. Elviras only child, Devilla was born in 1978. As she grew older she became more inquisitive and asked questions about her grandmother, about the Roche family, and its history. Elvira told what she could remember, but sternly warned her to never go to The Lace. When Devilla was just a mere nineteen, her mother had died suddenly. Devilla was devastated by the loss. In the wake of her mothers death, Devilla was bequeathed a fortune in money including ownership of The Lace. Devilla travelled the world in order to forget her mothers early demise her mother was only forty four when she died. What she gained in her travels was a lifes worth of experience. In the process, Devilla became a woman and she never turned back.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

The Lace, however, beckoned for her. One day, she set off for the old manor house and entered. Eventually she found the writings of Thaddeus and several other subsequent family members of the Roche family. Many of the secrets of her familys past came to light. Devilla was enthralled by much of it. So, she set out to spend her familys fortune to repair much of the house and bring things back to what they once were. She taught herself many things within the hallowed halls of The Lace and she became quite comfortable with her new life. The buzzer went off in the manor houseit was evening, and there was a strange young man at the main gateDevilla could hear it.so it was no surprise to her when one of her maids, Katerina, came looking for her in such a panicDevilla was in her bedroom suite and was in her robe, getting ready for bed.she was about to remove her makeup, when Katerina knocked on her bedroom doorwith her Oscar de la Renta black velvet robe and her furry stiletto heeled slippers, Devilla made her way down The Grand Staircase and made her way to the security cameras, which were housed in a small room by the front door.there he was, a young man, with blue rimmed glasses hold a couple of back packs and waiting for someone to respondDevilla could see that he was desperate looking and need of some sort of assistance.in order to wear him out just a bit more, she buzzed the gate to let him in. Devilla waited for him to walk the almost four kilometers from the gate to the main doorthen turned to Katerina When the young gentleman knocks on the door I want you to let him in, understand? Yes, Mistress, of course Mistress, replied Katerina, sounding a bit nervous. She continued to direct her maid Then you will come fetch me. I will be in my bedroom where I will reapply my makeup and will change into something more suitable. In the meantime, I would like you to prepare some cheese and crackers for our visitor. Im sure he might be a bit famished from his walk. Understand what I have asked of you? With her head down, Katerina curtsies Devilla and makes her way into the kitchen while Devilla makes her way back upstairs to her bedroom suite.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

As the gates buzzed and opened, the fight frown on his face dissapeared and made way for a slight smile, one that was freezing off his half-senceless face but it still was a smile. He slowly started walking again and made his way down the road, tree after tree he examined the beautifull nature as he was almost freezing to death. His hope started rising though as he saw the towering building that was way infront of him, he was half way and he could already see the immense towers from the mansion. His smile enlarged and his motivation got a little higher and so his pase rose again, walking sturdily now as he almost fastwalked to the mansion. Warmth and a good drink, that was his hope when he would get to the mansion. But then his mind spiked gently 'What if the people in here are not friendly, what if they would send me on my with nothing else than what I am already carrying?' But that thought quickly faded by his freezing body, his hope was sparkled as he started seeing more and more of the glorious large building that he was slowly approaching. After he saw that he was almost there, he started running, the cold was unbearable and his body was almost shutting down because of it. By that reason he started sprinting towards the door with his bags in hand, he seemed desperate enough that the people inside of the mansion would open up their doors and greet him with open arms. And as soon as he reached the doors of the mansion, he knocked several shacky times on the large door of the mansion. 'By the lord, please let them open up or atleast give me something warm to drink' he thought to himself as he stood infront of the door.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

Katerina opens the door and the young man with the blue rimmed glasses practically falls down in front of her...she chirps out a concerned Oh my! and grabs him...she removes his bags and escorts him to the great room and places him on the couch...she removes his shoes and gets a pillow behind his head... Katerina does this all very efficiently, considering the blonde is a simpleton and is in full French maid regalia from the corset around her waist, to the high heel shoes, and the tight dress that billows out from the waist...her fluffy petticoat makes it easy for the young man to see some of Katerina's derriere, not to mention the garter belts that connect to the seamed stockings that she wears on her legs....with the apron, cap, and the black and white laced collar on her neck, she is a perfectly put together maid..... Sounding panicked.... I'll be right back, stay here. As she goes up The Grand Staircase.... Mistress! Mistress! Mistress! as she knocks on Devilla's bedroom door... Devilla opens the door....she is the complete opposite of Katerina as she is calm.... Don't worry, I'm coming down. Why don't you pour our guest and myself some brandy and bring out the cheese and crackers. Devilla, with her blonde hair up in a bun, some strips of hair falling on the sides of her beautiful face...her blue eyes are accented lovely by her eye shadow and eyeliner....her voluminous lips are frosted in a pinkish hue and she too wears a black collar, only hers is in leather...she wears a simple black dress, which is tight on her exquisitely curvaceous body...she wears her 6 stilettos on her feet and black nylon stocks run up her long legs to the dress, which is somewhat short, just above her mid thighs...she is very tall with the shoes on, as tall as some basketball players...and she walks perfectly, head up, so womanly...she is as elegant as a woman can be.... Finally, she enters the great room and sees the strange man on her couch....in a low sexy throaty voice she says... Welcome to The Lace. I'm Devilla Roche the owner of this estate. Welcome to my home. She extends out her alabaster skinned hand, slightly bent, perfectly manicured with very long nails, hoping to get a light handshake from the young man, or maybe a kiss on her hand as she deserves....
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

The man fell down as soon as the door opened up, his body failed to keep itself upright anymore because of the freezing he had to undertake to even come this far on his own without any food or beverage. His slight beard had frost signs as his hair was already almost entirely white as it was covered in snow and frost. He had been walking for a long long time and it could be seen on him, he was weared out and tired, his breathing was unstable and his body ached all over. He looked up at Katerina as she carried him to the couch and put him down comfortable, the warmth in the house was already soothening his cold body and it was already heating up it entirely. His dark blue eyes showed more liveliness in them, he was already looking around as he moved up gently, his body comforted by the heat that dwelled through the house as if a warm fire spirit was hugging his body. Then a lady appeared into the great room and he couldn't stop but stare at her. Her figure, her hair, how she walked ... It was all perfect, she was majestic and elegant and at the same time so beautiful as it could be. She talked and it was as a voice soothening into his ears, the hot soft voice resounded in his mind before he figured out what she said. T-thank you Miss Roche, my name is Nickolas, Nickolas Termone. he looked at her hand gently and then reached for it with his own, he ducked gently to it and then kissed her hand softly, his lips were still cold but they had been warmer than before. He looked up to her Thank you, for opening your door. I would have frozen to death if not for this beautifull building and your comforting entrance he said with a soft gentle voice. I would repay you but all my money is in my car that broke down miles away.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

Devilla's hand goes from his lips to one of the brandies that sit on the cocktail table in front of the couch....she picks up the other one and hands it to Nickolas..... With a warm smile Devilla says... Let us not worry about petty thing such as money. raises her left eyebrow I'm sure we can find another way for you to be given a chance to repay me in some other way for my hospitality. Devilla turns her head and struts slowly, walking around the sofa that contains Nikolas...she then takes a sip of brandy and moans ever so lightly... You should have a sip of the brandy. It was made by my great grandfather and is over a hundred years old. It is most impressive I assure you. It goes down the palate with such a sweet syrupy flavor. She takes a sip, her head back slightly, looking ever so sexy.....turning her attentions to her maid.... Katerina, I need to go fetch Velma and have her place more wood on the fire. We can't have Nickolas catch a cold. Do this at once. Chop, chop! Yes Mistress, Katerina gives Devilla a curtsey and then leaves the room at once.....the clickity-clack of Katerina's heels is all that can be heard as the sound echoes throughout the great room and the adjacent hall.... Then Devilla looks back at Nikolas and speaks with that throaty voice again... You should eat some cheese and some crackers, unless there is something that you desire, food-wise that is.
Thread: A stranger in need of ... ( x Devilla-Roche)

Nickolas looked at her as her hand went over his lips and then looked at her as she fetched him the brandy, he smiled gently and nodded as he took the brandy from her hand and smelled it gently and sighed happily. He then continued to listen to her and nodded that would be amazing Miss Devila As he was about to sip from his brandy, he looked at her strut around the couch where he was residing in, and it stopped him from drinking... maybe even breathing for a few seconds. He smiled gently and swallowed dry air as he heard her moan so gently. He agreed to take a sip and did so, he took a gentle sip and sighed ever so enlighted by the delightfull taste the brandy gave him as it slid down his throat in pure extecy. He smiled and nodded Your great grandfather made some excellent brandy indeed he said. He looked at her, taking another sip and strolled over her body with soft lingering eyes, he was amazed by her sheer sexuality and the smoothness of her tight dress across her lined body. His eyes couldn't stop lingering as she commanded her maid and then focused once more as she looked back at him. He smiled gently and shook his head I'm not that hungry thank you, I will wait until breakfast he said with an honest voice