Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

CLINK. CLINK. Dont worry, Im just shortening your chain. I dont like it when you take so long to post. It makes me think of PMing others. CLICK. I know you dont like the tight collar, but you asked for it, taking so long. Now you sit here in the dark, all gagged and bound, and you think about ways to make up for it. After all, a subs job is just as active as the Doms. Remember that when youre immobilized. Theres so many things you can do, especially in a PM. Mmmm, when I closed this door, I want you to know that Im sharing my PMs with others. Im just going to be all out there. My fingers stroking and pressing even those symbol characters on the top row. And when you feel jealous and guilty and start to weep, Im coming back in here to spank you. Your rear will sting all night long. There wont be a single comfortable position to sleep in and then Im leaving you off at work in the morning all zombied out in your weak little head. I want you to know it takes effort for me to hold back. God, I just want to fine. Its on! SLAP. SLAP. Yes! SLAP. I love this Ping-Pong paddle! Its so light yet sturdy. SLAP!
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

Lolwut?
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

allycat, Is there a role play request in there somewhere? Not that it matters. I'm enjoying the one-way conversation. So please continue. dale
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

WHACK. Bad pet. Youve made too much noise. Now other people are watching. Theyre grabbing bits of this thread and writing onto it, tatting it with posts. Mmmm, Ive never let anyone watch before. CLACK. CLACK. Dont mind me, Im just pulling in the chain for my pet here. I think Ive gotten all the PMs I can extract from this one. I need another. Soon. Look right here. No. Just a little higher. Eyes up, darling. Right here. Yes. Right at the base of my back, just a bit above the tailbone. Would you like to tat that spot with a PM? ARF! Shush my pet. YANK. Youve had your chance to write more and now I desire another. It is cruel, but, eh, its the way it goes sometimes. But you, yes you reading this, lets leave my pet here chained to a stake in the ground in the center of these bushes. Im certain someone else will meander along by accident and kindly take care to offer food, water and sympathetic PMs -- eventually. But you, that is we, could do something now. Im free for a brave new sub, preferably a little hesitant about the mixture of desires and fears swirling around a confused mind, wondering if it is wise to give in. No, you shouldnt. Not at all. THWACK. Thats my riding crop slapping against my leg. You should run fast and hard. Towards or way. Either direction doesnt matter. It will be the last choice youll be allowed to make.
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

BUMP. How can I not? A little side bump. Our hips hitting. I smile. You smile, because you don t know me and, well, you should have done your research. Its dangerous out there. The assistant down the hall at work still hasnt been found yet. Dont worry so much. It was voluntary. The police will never be involved. BUMP. BUMP. I add that little playful extra double tap. The smile in my eyes suddenly disappears. You know Im wanting something more here. My actions are not vague. BUMP my fourth and final hip check. You surprise me. I didnt think youd let lissome ole me almost knock you over. Dont be a pushover. I point down to the floor. My finger circles, indicating for you to turn around. I want to see the goods. Weve been checking each other out all week. Its late. Were alone. Show me that rear. I cross my arms and raise my eyebrows. Im the luckiest woman on the planet.
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

SHHHH. Stay quiet my pet. Well hide here in the dark together and let the others go by. I know Ive been rough on you. Maybe I should be more specific about what I want. What I need. My deepest desires. Ive enjoyed PMing when you write me an opening that just sucks me in helplessly. Even though I cant stand not being in control, I answer you. Of course, I never let a sub dominate from the bottom. But for an opener, I melt and become a sub who stays on top -- just for that moment. SHHHH. I think theyre done. They send short blurbs saying hi and asking questions. But you dont. I try to respond to them. Regrettably, sometimes I just want to hide. But you dare to write more. I cant help but reward that. SHHHH. Dont babble. Dont ask questions. Just make a judgment call. Write to me. Whats the worst that can happen? Oh, yeah. THWACK. THWACK. Yes. Ill be spanking you while you type. Get over it. Its your job. You signed that contract and let me upload the blackmail images to my loving trusted safety. THWACK. Now, live with it
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

Oh my, oh my oh my oh my.... I think I shall leave you a scarlet letter, in hopes to get to know you more. You are quite exciting and fresh and I must get to know you more.
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

BZZZZZZZZZ. Yes. The new vibrator really jostles the intestines, huh? Its got a motor like a Dremel. I love soap stone work. So relaxing to smooth it all out. Lets crank this dildo to eleven, shall we. BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. God, its hot watching you struggle so hard. Im so torn. Should I pull the gag out of your mouth to hear your moans and pleas? Or should I leave it in for that extra bit of total control for me and total hopelessness for you? I can feel the vibrator in your belly. It tingles my fingers, even through my latex glove. Bzzzzzzzz. Its muffle on this side though. Let me put my ear to it. Ha! Its like a passing train in subway tunnel. I told you, dont move. Unless you want me to tug up on the strappado. I will, you know. Shhhh. Im listening to you buzzing inside. Its like a BDSM seashell and hearing the ocean. I so wish there was a higher setting. I guess Ill just have to settle for eleven. Oh well. Ok. Now back to the paddling. Next week, Ill teach you the best roping for a wonderful session of bastinado.
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

Sent you a PM
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

SQUEAK. SQUEAK. Mmm, I love roping the ankles and then the wrists. The best part is lifting the ankles up in the air. Do you want to know why? Of course you do, my precious gagged writhing wonder. Its because I can slap the bottoms of your feet and there is absolutely nothing you can do to protect them. I dont even need to secure your bound wrists to the floor or to your ankles. I can let you try to flop around, but you cant. Go on. Try again. I like watching it. Once more, please. Thank you. Anyway SQUEAK. SQUEAK. I must oil that pulley. But dont fret. I wont leave you with your weight pressing against your shoulders and neck while your feet rise to the occasion. Its not good for the spine. Well. SQUEAK. Maybe just a little pressure on the shoulders for a minute. Mmm, I love the bottoms of your feet. You know, I never thought to tickle before. Have you ever been tickled? Why dont BDSM dungeons have feathers? Now, Im annoyed. Just hang there. Hm. The flogger just doesnt say tickle. Neither do the canes. THWACK. No. Nothing here will do. Im sorry, but youll just have to chill. Im going upstairs. Dont worry. Ill be right back. Oh, those wide panicked eyes are so cute. Look, I promise. Ill just be a sec. Hm, where did I put my car keys?
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

PRRRRRR. Ive never ever done a thread before. Today Ive posted my first one. I never felt so vulnerable to criticism and view. Of course, I have had this thread going, but you reading this, yes you, youre special. I feel like I can share my diary right here with you. You know the tome on the shelf there. The one with the handcuffs and leather binding anchored to a heavy chain. Its just for you to read. I could so go for a thread weaved from the strict behavioral rules I have set forth in this request. Dont tell me you dont know what I want and that you need a silly f-list. Please. PRRRRRRR. Just feel my throat vibrating in a perfect purr. Does it turn you on? MMMMMM. And my gentle happy hum right next to you. Although, I will mention that Im really not into furries so much. I tried it and I never got a good back-and-forth rally going. So no furries. Thats the one f not on my favs f-list. Of course, the f can mean whatever else you want. Oh yeah. PRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrr Rr? Come on. Ill even accept a cute bark from your side. Then its a gag, because I have rules
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

Mmmmm. I love finding you in compromising positions. Did you really cuff yourself to your steel framed bed all by yourself? Oh my god, wait. You thought this ice over here on the nightstand would have melted by now, didnt you? My poor little pet, you seem so panicked. I see a key in the center. You know, you should have looked up volume and melting rates on the Internets. Im certain someone has a table. Personally, I like to hang the key from the ceiling, using ice so when it melts, the key falls. You just have to make certain it doesnt bounce onto the floor, because then youre super screwed just like you are right now. You stay right there, Im going to check the Internet about that melting rate idea Oh, Im so sorry. I didnt mean to take so long. I see you havent gotten freed yet. Yes, I know I took the key with me, silly. I needed to know the weight of the water used. Duh. You have a very good computer by the way. And I downloaded some very naughty pictures to send to some to your friends. There are so many wonderful Internet suggestions on self-bondage. Its such a shame you didnt research any of them. Whats that? You do know youre wearing a gag, right? It gets in the way of understanding you. Oh, I know. Do your begging eyes mean you want the ice cube melted? I see. Well, sorry. I dont know how to cook except with a microwave and the key is metal. You cant put that in the microwave. So I put the ice back in the freezer. What? I dont understand. Youre gagged, remember? Stop squirming so much. Look, Im going to let your roommates find you in the morning. How long was their camping trip planned for? Stop rattle the handcuffs so violently. Dont worry, Ill just leave your bedroom door open. Ill be on your computer till the morning. Its just safer if someone stays you know till its about time for everyone else to return. Then Ill leave. I want them to find you. Oooo, this is just so sexy. Just relax. Youre in for a long night, my pet.
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

Do more of a woof. No! Not a meek little woof? sorta woof. I want a full throated WOOF! Now dont be scared. Go on. Try again. THWACK. Again, or Ill slap you with this riding crop even harder. THHWWWAAACCCKKK. Told you. Geeh, maybe the gag should go back in. Im sorry, but some people just dont cut it. Im trying to work with you here. You said this was your favorite kink after all. THWACK. I know that stings, but your doggy impression isnt doing it for me. Youre not small enough to be some little itty bitty labradoodle dot. Now bark. I always want my subby to be happy. Still, standards must be maintained. Think of the dog house I have in the backyard waiting for you. Oh shoot. THWACK. I wanted it to be a surprise for you. THWACK. I guess I just ruined that. THWACK. I get into my subbys cute little fantasies and dive all the way in with lots of lube. After all, I plan to keep you chained here for at least a month. What? Your job? Silly, I havent done my job right if your face isnt the first adult picture to be posted on a milk carton in this small town. Dont worry. Once I have enough video to shame you into silence, Ill let you go. I promise. Sorry, I dont understand you with the gag Im jamming into your mouth. Youll just have to play doggy this weekend or suffer the consequences. Hm? Yes, of course, Im taking pictures of you hogtied on the floor. And if you dont let me walk you across the street through the park, Im e-mailing them to your work. Dont worry, no one walks in that park at night. Itll just be you and me, and Mrs. Nosey from the corner house, shes always spying on me. Hmm. I should take care of that soon. Where were we? Oh yes. You said you wanted to be my cute puppy for the weekend. Hm, maybe if we dress you in latex with a puppy mask. I have some body suits that will fit you perfectly. THWACK. Mmm, I see that gets your tailing wagging a bit. I try to please. I do try. THWACK. Now let me show you where this classic glass Coke bottle can fit. Dont writhe so much. Stop panicking. I took the metal cap off. Its all nice smooth glass. Besides, thats not the end Im sticking in first anyways. I bet this will get you to bark more freely next time I pull the gag out
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

..... the fuck is this even?
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

I guess I could have just written a simple one word bump post. But wouldn't that have been boring?
Thread: Re-ow!  OK maybe that’s too much.  Just meow, for now.

I love all the ties in the closet. So organized. So handy. Someone is a little anal retentive. You smile, as I take another two off the rack. These are for your ankles. I like getting my subbys limbs splayed out to the corners of the bed, especially in their own bedroom, during an workday afternoon, when the significant other is away, trusting and loving and thinking positive thoughts about someone, you, who doesnt deserve it. You cheater. You sexual explorer, but still an adulterer. I want to scratch my nails on your skin and mark an A on you. The other half of the marriage isnt around to know though. Im here. Not the obligation. Not the I-Do forever with all your heart person. Nope. You invited me in over the threshold into your home. I dont enter without being invited. And you know what that means. No, Im not a vampire. But wait. Maybe in a way I am. I tie your ankles to the corner. Left leg. Your comments arent really that funny, but I smile and pretend to get into it. I use a truckers hitch that allows me to really crank the silk tie taunt. A loop acts like a pulley. See. Mmm. Its so tight. You look a little concerned. Why honey? I said why? Answer. No shoulder shrugs allowed. Now I crank the right leg tight. Say it. Something wrong? Am I too much for you? I climb on top of you. My tight skirt slides up, exposing my panties and I smack you. You look so shocked. Why? This is what you wanted. Smack. The sound echoes in the room. This is what you wanted. Right? No? Too much too fast. Im not that kinda girl. Not today. No slow transition into my zone. Tell you hat. Lets use your phone and take a picture or two or three. Yes. Smile. Thats not a smile. Its cute, with all the concern and panic in your eyes. Your struggling and fighting and all entertains me so, but smile. Ok. Fine. Well go with this last one. Its so sweet, in a weird messed-up way. What? Shh, Im typing. Yes. Im texting. Im sending the pic to your significant other. Thats what I do at least today. Read it. It says, Come home. Im waiting for you. Love Arent I sweet? Yes, I am. Ill leave now. You look so relieved. In a half-hour, given a drive across town, a new side of your marriage can begin. But heres the problem. How did you get tied like that? Its a question that nags a person the next day if you married someone dumb. Most people though figure it out. It normally tops the list with in a few minutes. The shock and laughter of sexual play changes suddenly. The questions start. And then, the torture starts, because youre tied down and someone was here. Who? Answer! At least, thats what I think will happen. Maybe I should help more. Because traffic might slow things down. You might get time to make a convincing story. Maybe you could lie about how you tightened your last free wrist to the corner. Nah. Lets make it clear. Lets make it obvious. Hm? Yes, Im taking my panties off. Im leaving them right her on your tummy. So cute! Enjoy!
Thread: Treason comes in all Coats - Me and Six

It had been months since she had seen him, or heard from him at all. This usually wouldn't bother her but she couldn't help but think about him for one reason or another. She finally bit her tongue and decided to meet up. On her way there she almost turned around several times, but she didn't want to delay it, she didn't even know if he would be where she was looking, and the first couple of times he wasn't, but finally he was here. It took every bit of her strength to get up and walk over to him. 'I couldn't help but say hello...' And then it started. He seemed hard to approach, cold, ridged. It was as if she was bothering him by saying hi, and she expected no less, because of what he had seen. She smiled softly at him. No, I am not one of those... despite what some may think. She said. I was checking up on you... She said. She couldn't help but feel herself drawn to this man, for unknown reasons. Every fiber in her was drawn to him, his scent, battle scars, his cold demeanour. Something about him said he had been through as much as she and still they both walked free. She wanted to know what attacked him that night, but, she had her suspicions. From the prints on the ground and the scent she knew that he had been attacked by wolves, and if she hadn't come along she knew he likely would have died. He had his organs spilled that night, from the painful bite in his side, she could still smell the blood. She fed on meat and blood, it didn't matter which, and that night he had presented her with both and she took neither. She picked up his stuff and brought him back to his village unscathed, but likely still would have the internal wounds for a month or so. She wanted to make sure her healing had worked, and more than that she needed to see him again.
Thread: Treason comes in all Coats - Me and Six

Friendly bump
Thread: Treason comes in all Coats - Me and Six

SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO xxxxxxxx xxxxxxxx As the mysterious woman hovered at his table, and began to answer his implication about her possibly being a courtesan, Catax's eyes glided over what he could see of her. Dark hair, pale skin, bright blue eyes, long flowing raven hair.. Her smile seemed.. familiar, almost. Like he'd seen it before, but he couldn't remember the exact location. The blond male was certain he'd never crossed paths with a woman like this before surely he'd at least remember those piercing blue eyes, if nothing else. No, I am not one of those... despite what some may think. So she wasn't there for any paid favors.. which confused him more. If she wasn't there for his money, what could she possibly be there for? He didn't look like a very friendly stranger for someone to just be walking up to, without some sort of agenda up their sleeve. Pursing his lips in slight thought, Catax raised his mug to his lips for a moment, drinking the ale silently as the woman continued her speech filling in some answers, but creating more in their wake. I was checking up on you... Checking up on him? The mug was set down, a little too harshly to be considered soft, and his arms crossed over the table's top as his eyes narrowed at the woman, and he leaned slightly in to get a better look at her. No.. he definitely didn't remember her. So where could she possibly know him from? A past job, perhaps? He could never keep up with the many faces that strung together with names, all of them mostly blending together due to how many contracts he'd take in a matter of days. Well, as I'm sure you can see, I'm perfectly fine. The man's jaw squared as he gave the woman a hard look, eyes still narrowed from their previous expression. Apart from apparently suffering a small bout of dementia who , exactly, are you? It was obvious from how the words rolled off his tongue, and the way that he spoke them, that he was skeptical of this stranger, trying to figure out the angle that they might be trying to play. It wouldn't be the first time that someone had attempted to trick, cheat, or steal something from him whether or not she was a pretty distraction for some bandits, or perhaps a bandit herself, he couldn't be certain. Only time, and any slip ups she may had, would tell. For now, he would endure whatever this woman wanted with him. OOC sorry this took me so long! c xxxxxxxx SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO SPACER YO
Thread: Treason comes in all Coats - Me and Six

Her eyes cast across his features, rugged and seemingly uninterested. She was expecting as much from a hunter who conversed with a wolf. She wasn't honestly sure what she wanted in this man, but she wanted to make sure he was okay after everything she had seen him make it through. Oh, I don't think we've met before, you just seemed a bit... pensive. She said. I have a good feeling that you are in a career that doesn't let you really enjoy the finer things in life. She said softly. She pulled up a stool next to him crossing her slender legs. The leather wrapping around her sensuously. Tell me...What do you do? She asked. She knew everything about him, from his profession to his lifestyle, she could sense it straight away. She was curious because this man perplexed her in some of the strangest ways. A wolf never looked at a rabbit and wondered if it would be a good friend, but this wolf was quite interested in the way that this man was. So interested in fact she was putting herself at risk of being found out simply by being close to him. She wanted to know more about him, what he did, who he was, how he got injured if he was so good at his job. She wanted to find out what made him tick.. Her eyes moved over to the dagger that he had sitting next to him, then back up to his eyes. She smiled softly and listened to him hoping he would explain everything. When she found him he was barely clinging to life, if not for her he would be dead or worse. size-3OOC It's alright size