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Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

She slept next to him sensing his hands on her breasts as she fall asleep next to him. She was tired and need a good sleep.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

The next morning he quietly snuk out of bed and turned on the TV as he watched the news he wrote a few people's names down in the Death Note, He made eggs and bacon with orange juice and brang it to her in bed saying Watch the News as he thought It's time to go to work.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

The Next morning, Misa woke up yawning as she paused to look at the TV. She took her breakfast as she had to go for work indeed, and lately she felt someone was spaying at her.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

Light went to school and picked Misa up at the end of the day waiting for the moment to fuck her. Light went home with Misa and gave her a meal as they went upstairs to his room.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

Misa met L at Light's school, it was the one that was spying at her the moment she felt those two met. Later the same day Misa met Light and told him about the meeting as they were having dinner down at the kitchen. Gosh! she fallowed after words inside his room.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

Light said with a smirk Thanks now were inches closer to killing L and Misa and Light went upstairs to his room and Light shut the door and took his sweater off.
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She undress herself soon after him, as she laid on the bed resting and finding a way back home.
Thread: xSerendipity x Amaya

He laid next to her giving her a kissing of the lips saying I love you and he took his shirt off aswell.
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I would love too, shot you a PM if you're still looking for someone to play with.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

De'Mona paced back and forth in her room. As leader of the guards she was looked up to and was expected to sent an example to the rest of the members. It was for that very reason that the tribe elder had called on De'Mona once again.. This little talk would happen every few weeks. So far De'Mona had always been able to avoid it,.. placating the leader with yes, yes, I know and I will soon. See De'Mona was a Drow, and not just any Drow but one of high respect a leader among her peers. In a Drow community slaves and pets where common, even young Drow children had been known to keep a pet. Most of the time these poor pets would wind up dieing when the children would tire of them and torture them .. or sometimes they would lock them up in a cage for some small infraction for days or weeks while the child forgot about them. .. And now the leader was insisting on De'Mona getting a slave or pet. Saying that she needed to to set a good example for the others. But De'Mona didn't want a pet, she simply didn't have the patients or time to devote to training a pet. After all she was the leader of the Drow army, and captain of the guards, with more then 80 soldiers under her. De'Mona walked across the encampment .. having every intention of putting the leader off again. When she walked in the Leader was sitting on his throne. Greetings my Lord, You called for me? De'Mona said with a slight bow out of respect. Yes De'Mona come here, as you are quite well aware of I have been telling you it's time you acquire a slave. Yes I know my Lord but......... Just then one of the scouts came in, the leader put up his hand to stop De'Mona for a moment as he leaned over to the scout.. they where whispering.. the leader nodding his head, yes,, yes.. good.. Then the scout bowed to the leader and turning to De'Mona did the same thing before he backed out of the tent. Well De'Mona, Now seeing as you have refused to find your self a pet. Ah My Lord, I haven't refused. I've just been to busy. said De'Mona. Ut..Ut.. more like making excuses you mean. But never mind that .. since you have been sooooo busy as you say. I have taken the liberty of finding one for you. The leader told her. De'Mona was shocked.. You found me a slave?.. but.. but my Lord The leader shot her a warning glance, No buts! You will take this slave and train her .. just remember everybody will be looking up to you and seeing how well you handle your little slave. He had been issuing her a warning as oppose of a statement. I have even taken the liberty of selecting the perfect slave for you.. a human that was the privet slave of a princess. He told her. A Human! A Human? but my Lord! De'Mona shudded back. You know I can't stand humans. The leader chuckled, All the more of a challenge for you... Guards.. Guards bring the slave in. De'Mona looked towards the door of the tent.. not happy at the moment as she seethed in anger.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

Melina 's tears had subsided as she was still chained to the shackles in the cage. She had heard small sounds of rumbling outside of the tents as maybe there was some kind soul that would help to free her. By now, her dress was tattered and dirty on the bottom and her straight black hair was in a mangled mess. The sounds seemed to had come closer to her as she had lifted up her head as much as she could. Entering the tent, she had noticed two dark elf like people that seemed to be well armed. Melina gasped as she could not believe her eyes. Oh.. Goddess. Where am I? She had asked, hoping to gt some sort of answers as one of the guards opened the cage with the key. Melina was hoping for any sort of calm and friendly tone but what she had recieved was a smack on the face and a loud scolding. You are not allowed to speak unless spoken to, Human. Understand? The male guard had ordered in a very booming voice. All Melina could do was nod as her shackles had been released and she was taken brutally by the wrists. Walk or be dragged on the ground! The female guard had ordered. Melina had tried as best as she could to walk but after the blunt blow to her head, everything was very dizzy to her so all she could do was be dragged towards the very large tent. The ground had felt rough as her feet were being dragged on the rocky dirt. The dirt seemed to had changed to a smooth sort of texture as her head was brought down and she was in a sorrow that she never thought that she would ever had to endure. My Lord, I present the Slave. The female guard had said in a respectful voice towards the Leader and to De'Mona.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

De'Mona looked as the dragged the female human into the tent not saying a word, she didn't have to, her deep red eyes told it all. The girl looked a mess her cloths in tatters. Her long dark hair hung down in knots covering her face as she kept her head down. At that moment De'Mona had seen better looking strays. My Lord, Just look at her! De'Mona said, She's nothing but a weak human! De'Mona had to control her anger, cause even anger to Drow's where considered a weakness. And once a Drow showed any form of weakness there lives would become endangered. As the Drow society looks down on any form of weakness, as most Drow have little to no loyalty, If there leader where to show any form of weakness it was not unheard of for another Drow to try to kill them if they thought it would promote themselves up in the ranks. Just the fact that De'Mona was where she stood to day was a testament of her strength and beauty. Because as much as Drow's despise weakness in any form they are also very attracted to beauty, and De'Mona had both strength and beauty. She didn't look like most of the other Drows where there long white hair and pale eyes. Instead De'Mona had long wild blood red hair and deep red eyes to match that stood out on her dark Drow complexion. De'Mona herself was a rare breed of Drow, looks such as her's where said to occur only once in every 500,000 births, where it was said that the unborn baby lives off the blood of the mother till they are born. In a Drow society a child born with any kind of defect is immediately killed by there parents. But even as a baby De'Mona was to beautiful to kill. De'Mona walked over the the human staring down at her.. the woman seemed to be crying as De'Mona saw a wet spot on the ground from where the humans tears where falling. She walked around the woman looking her over.. nobody in the tent making a sound as they waited to see what De'Mona would do. She walked around to the front of the girl De'Mona's eyes studying her. Suddenly she reached down and took the girl by the base of the hair down by her scalp and pulled her head back.. that's when the girl would be able to see De'Mona's blood red eyes staring down at her. De'Mona smirked as she reached down with her other hand and using her thumb wiped a bit of blood off the girls chin that had ran down from her lip from where the guard had hit her before dragging her into the tent. The smile that crossed De'Mona's lips could only be described one way cruel. De'Mona looked up at the small group of guards that had brought the girl in and said in a demanding voice, And who has been smacking my slave around before me?
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

Although De'Mona's smile had seemed to be cruel, Melina was a little relieved that the blood that had been starting to slowly run out from under her chin was wiped off. The wiping of the chin did not seem to be a feeling of relief at all. This feeling was more of a feeling of presentation, if there was any other word to say it. Hearing the female guard presenting herself to De'Mona and the Drow community as a Slave, Melina started to cringe even more. She was not a fighter and would obey most every command within reason... but at the moment, the word Slave was almost revolting to her. If her hair was not pulled up and she was not forced to look at De'Mona into her blood red eyes, Melina would have tried to look away as much as she could. The male guard that had brought Melina in was trying as much as he could to cover up the mistake that he had done. He was showing signs of awkwardness, being tense and a little bit of shaking. He was hoping that he could get away from this slap but he had a feeling that he was not going to live very much longer. Melina now could only look and try to heal herself as much as she could. Maybe De'Mona would have a kind streak that could be shown on the inside? She had never seen or heard of the creatures that had inhabited what her own people had called the Forbidden Forest but now, she had met them face to face and already, Melina had felt like that her life was over and that she was now dead to everyone that surrounded her.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

De'Mona let go of the girls hair, as she gazed up at the guard. Stepping around Melina out of the girls line of vision De'Mona could be heard speaking to the guard, one of De'Mona's men. Where you not told this girl was to be mine? and knowing that you still put your hands on my property? De'Moan was heard to ask the guard. We'll yes Ma'am, but you see she was giving us... Just then the male guards voice could be heard to trail off as the sound of metal being slide from a leather sheath could be heard. Behind Melina there was the sound of a thump as something hit the ground. De'Mona walked back in front of Melina, Melina had her head back down but she would still be able to seem De'Mona's legs as she moved in front of the girl, but more importantly she would also be able to see the sword that was held down at De'Mona's side. The sword now stained with the guards blood. Look at me human De'Mona demanded of Melina. When Melina finally looked up at her De'Mona said, Make no mistake, I don't want you. I would just assume this be your blood then one of my best guards. But I have to accept you as a gift, but know this, If you give me any reason what so ever I wont hesitate to kill you. Her voice was cold and with out feeling. Then De'Mona reached out again taking the girl by the hair.. bringing Melina's face to her sword .. when her face was but an inch from the blade De'Mona took the girls hair and used it to wipe the blood off her sword with.
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Hearing the sounds of a sword being drawn and the sound of death behind her, Melina was still in shock about her situation. Here she was, presented as a gift to someone that she had no idea of what she was like in a society that had only been told to her in stories and rumors. How would she be able to do anything without being scared out of her life? Not knowing that the Drows see weakness as a cause for death, she could feel the blade of the sword being wiped off onto her own hair as the strands started to become wet. Though she did not know what liquid substance it was, it had to be blood just from the pungent stench that had seemed to permeate the air around her. Now, seeing De'Mona's blood red eyes yet again, Melina was very confused, scared and so totally in shock. She did not know what to do, how to react or even what to say. Even then, she had no idea if she was even allowed to speak. How would she be able to survive if she didn't know an inkling about the Drow society or even what to say or do in her defense? For now, all she could do was lower her eyes and sigh, wishing that she could die a noble death and that these Dark Elves would grant her the request that had been flowing through her mind... almost seeing the inevitable that could or may happen.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

De'Mona then did the only thing she could possibly do under the circumstances. Stepping away from Melina she turned back to the leader. Thank you my Lord for this very thoughtful gift. I will raise her into a proper slave. she told him. She didn't say that she would try to, but instead said she would .. because trying would not be good enough, as she was expected to do it. With that De'Mona then turned to her new slave, reaching down she took the girl by the leather restraints that bound the girls wrists and pulled her to her feet. You will fallow me, she told Melina. I will not pull you, and I will not drag you. You are to stay two steps behind me at all times. Vere from that in any way and I will assume you are trying to escape. The hidden message behind that should have been very apparent to Melina. With that she let go of Melina's wrists and turned and walked from the tent, not even stopping to look back and see if the girl was fallowing her.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

Finally, Melina had seen the dizziness that had affected her leaving her body as she had been dragged onto her feet by De'Mona. Listening to her new Mistress's commands, she had to remember of her own servant days with the princess that she had loved and adored. Her mind had been tracing back to her Princess as it seemed that there was a small link between the Princess and Melina. Even though Melina could not see her Princess in person, she had seemed to gather the strength that she had needed to move and get onto her feet. As she was led along, not moving away away from De'Mona's trail of walking, Melina could hear words of inspiration coming from the past, Be noble, be dignified but most of all, be yourself. Queens and royalty will respect you if you are yourself and dignified, all at the same time. Those words spoken by her princess those few months ago had given Melina a new sense of being as she had followed her new found Mistress towards where De'Mona was going to lead Melina to.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

Once being almost forcefully being pushed into De'Mona's tent, Melina could not help but to be in awe about her surroundings. What was a feeling of fear and timidness had started to turn into a feeling of warmth and security. To Melina, the fire in the middle of the tent seemed to soothe her emotions as she had looked around the dimly lit tent. Taking a deep breath, she had taken the opportunity to glance around her surroundings. it had seemed that the tent was fit for roylaty as the silks and velvet seemed to her that De'Mona was some sort of royalty in some way. Right now was not the time to ask about that but at the moment, the tensions inside of her seemed to slowly ease away. Sure that was still scared but it was more of a subtle feeling now more than anything. Hearing Her new Mistress' words had made the shivering feelings come back. How could She piss off the one that seem to take her in and help her in some way? Melina's upbringing would not allow that as her own society was to always treat royalty with respect and honor. Respect was a given to her but the honor had to be built upon in their time together. Finally seeing De'mona remove her cape, she was able to gaze upon the body that was her captor and her Mistress. it was a very sweet body indeed as De'Mona's body seemed to be much more toned and athletic than her Princess love. Melina could not help but to feel a little more relaxed now... she had wanted to let out a small smile towards her captor but she had known that now was not the time. She would not get the time to even think about any more things as Seeing De'Mona take off her cape, Melina could finally notice how tall her new mistress was. Standing nearly four inches above her, Melina could not help but to notice as she was ordered to her knees , leaning back against her captor's legs. Melina was still very hesitant but eventually, she did lean back, trying to let herself relax as much as she could. After many tugs and pulls of her hair, along with some squirms of slight pain, her hair was starting to take its normal straight and long shape as she had finally heard the question taht she had hoped that she would eventually hear. I am Melina. She had said, wanting to go back into her dignified speech of how she was the servant to her Princess but now... she had decided that this would be too much information at this particular moment in time. Thank you so much for caring for me. May I ask the name of the one that... I will have to serve, if I am allowed to ask? She had asked to De'Mona, still looking forward and letting her captor answer in her own time, hoping that many of her own questions would be answered when she was allowed to ask them.
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When De'Mona finished straightening the girls hair she leaned back letting one arm drape over the girls shoulder the other hand reaching for the glass of brandy. Again Drow's liked to indulge but not to the point of allowing themselves to become intoxicated. Drows tended to me naturally paranoid and being drunk would give someone the chance to stab them in the back, most Drows had a high tolerance to alcohol and some times even used herbs to contract the appearance of drunkenness. De'Mona let her hand run through the girls hair feeling how silky and soft it was which please De'Mona. Melina, De'Mona said. That is a nice name, but when we are out amongst the others you will be referred to as either girl or slave. And if you are lucky perhaps someday you might also win the affectionate title of pet. When we are alone you may speak freely unless I tell you otherwise, out in public you are not to make a sound unless you are spoken to and even then you must ask my permission to speak. Now Melina, tell me how you got to be in our territory, and this princess, who was she and how did you serve her? then she added, I'm sure you duties will be much different for me then they where for her. she chuckled as she ran her hand up under the girls hair her fingers brushing over her scalp and then slightly pulling on her hair till Malina had to tilt her had back to look at her. With her other hand she slowly moved it to the girls neck letting her fingers trace along the fine porcelain skin and over her shoulders. Then as the girl talked De'Mona did something the Melina probably never expected. De'Mona slipped her hand down the front of the girls dress and squeezed Melina's breasts firmly letting the girls nipples slide between her long fingers.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

Feeling De'Mona caressing her straight and silky hair, Melina could not help but to have second thoughts about her situation. Sure she was in a tent with a strange race that she had no idea that they had even existed but this woman... this Drow seemed to start to soothe her, almost like her own Princess did. Hearing her name being spoken, at first, she had started to let out a soft smile but it seemed that when De'Mona was laying out the rules, her mood turned back to her situation. Yes, she was trapped with no where to go and no where to hide. With that feeling sulking through her body, she had started to lean her head down in almost a feeling of pity before she could feel De'Mona pullng her hair gently, almost forcing her head back and having to look into the eyes of her captor and hearing the questions that De'Mona had asked. Letting out a soft sigh, she knew that she had to be truthful as she had spoke. There was nothing to lose or gain from her answers as she had spoke, hearing the added words and knowing the very fact that her duties for De'Mona would be totally different than her duties for her Princess and her forbidden lover. I had come here from Kingdom of Larania on the way to the Kingdom of Balthezor. I was escorting the Princess to Balthezor so that she could meet the Prince there until... She had said as she knew that De'Mona knew the rest of this part of the story so she had changed her mind to the added question while feeling De'Mona's hand caressing her neck very gently. I was the Princess's personal servant. I did everything from bathing her to dressing her and helping to make sure that.... ohhh. She was trying to finish her words when she had felt De'Mona's hand reach out inside of her dress to her nipples, sliding them between her captor's fingers. In that instant, Melina could not help but to shiver but this shiver was of sexual tension and excitement. She was trying to be as dignified as she could but she was finding this very hard to to. That the Princess... was ... presentable... and... worthy to be seen. She had said, not telling De'Mona of her secret love towards her Princess but she had a very big feeling that De'Mona would find out about her own secrets sooner or later. She could not help but to feel slightly aroused at the touch of De'Mona's hand on her nipples. The feeling that was moving throughout her body was strange but very exciting. She had never had these type of feelings before but she had always dreamed that she would be able to experience these feelings with her Princess. Not knowing that would never happen, all Melina could do was just dream and hope for the best in the situation that she was in.
Thread: Captive of Her Desires

De'Mona played with one nipple then after a minute or two moved to the other one. She liked the way the girls nipples responded to her touch as the grow hard and stiff between her fingers. De'Mona had no idea how strange this would feel to Melina as in the Drow culture which is mostly run by woman it was not at all unusually for a woman to be with another woman and was considered quite normal. Most of the time the Drow woman would only use the men when they wanted to breed. And as little as Melina knew about the Drow culture De'Mona also knew very little about the human culture. So did you enjoy your duties taking care of your princess? De'Mona asked. Well from now on I am going to be your princess and what you did for your princess you will do for me. Plus you will do alot more as you will find I will be very strict. She gave Melina's nipples a hard twist to emphasize what she had just said. Ok now stand up. she commanded Melina. Once Melina stood up De'Mona walked around her, again as if inspecting her. well we are going to have to see about getting you something to wear, something more fitting to your new status as my pet. De'Mona said. Now take those cloths off. De'Mona waited all of about 5 seconds and when the girl didn't do as De'Mona said fast enough she back handed Melina across the face SMACKK! TAKE THEM OFF NOW! once when Melina had finally finished taking her cloths off De'Mona told her to pick up the cloths. Now throw them in the fire she demanded.