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Thread: You are my master. ( DragonDaught3r and Ladydark)

He smiles again and speeds up, taking care to rub her clit in tight circles quickly and slowly to tease her. Very good... Now just relax and don't fight anything... He looks up at her, his other hand gently cupping her breast and rubbing her nipple in time with her clit. He'd work her up quickly then slow down to let her body relax, he wanted her first to be remembered, he watches her and continues to talk softly with her. As she gets closer to her peak she starts to meow and call out softly, he body new to the pleasure it was feeling. That's it... Just relax... He speeds up again, this time not stopping and glancing up at her.
Thread: You are my master. ( DragonDaught3r and Ladydark)

IMisha couldn't stop another moan from escaping her lips as he sped up, her tail flicking and twitching uncontrably. Her nipple reacting to the teasing and becoming hard as he played with it Feeling all the sensations her body was experiencing beginning to mount. Panting as he allowed her body to relax and the tension to subside. Her soft tail unfurling as she laid there, listening to her masters voice as he spoke to her misha ears twitching. And once again he started to work her up and she was getting incredibly close to peaking making her yowl out of pure pleasure. Following it by soft meows and whimpers. Hardly able to focus on what her master was saying as she neared her peak finally going over the edge her body tensing as she moaned again her pussy dripping the stick wetness running down onto the bed as she looked at her master her face red with embarrassment. Feeling as if she had done something wrong by cuming, she hasn't been allowed to do anything like that at the kennels.
Thread: You are my master. ( DragonDaught3r and Ladydark)

He smiles at her as he focus becomes fuzzy as he stimulates her more and more, pushing her closer to her peak. Very good... Even though she couldn't really hear or understand him at the moment, he kept talking softly to her, helping to keep her calm. After a few rounds of teasing her he allowed her to finish, rubbing faster and faster until she finally came. That's my girl... He reaches up with his clean hand and pets her ear, You did very good... Did you enjoy that? He continues to pet her softly as she calms down again, cleaning his other hand on a nearby towel.
Thread: You are my master. ( DragonDaught3r and Ladydark)

Misha purred seeing that her master was approving of what she had just done. This experience would not be forgotten easily by the Neko. Smiling as his hand brushes along her ear, master is such a good man he was the only one to ever make feel this way and praise me for it misha thought happily to herself. Her tail gently swaying very much so master she replied softly purring. Enjoying Alex's hand petting her misha nuzzled against his hand fond of him. Her body finally calming as she closed her legs modestly the last of her clear fluid seeping from between her legs. She then remembered her master saying something about bathing. Which misha felt like she needed at the moment, because she noticed a new scent about herself, the scent of lust.
Thread: How to find love through the lens (Bethany Farrell x Mystearica)

Man this acting stuff is hard Beth looks through the ads of the paper, and tries to find auditions. She has seen a few, but they were obviously slut pieces where they were more focused on her body parts then her talent. She sighed. She looked around at her sparsely furnished apartment, and makes a face. How can she break into the acting business? She tries hard, goes to all the auditions, says lines, but they just dismiss her because of her body type. Beth stood at 5'11 and 165 lbs, pert 34b breasts and whenever she went to audition it was always the same thing. Too tall, too muscular they would always say. She wished she could find some action scenes to do, to show off her athleticism. Something catches her eye as she flips a page in the paper.. Community college seeks models of all types to help with their fine arts department. Apply on Tuesday at 9am in the Arts building room 223. All shapes, sizes, races needed. In bold print at the bottom of the ad was Not a nude shoot, please dress appropriately Phew it was nice to see an ad that was not sleazy. Hmm this has possibilities. She looked at her watch. Hmm 8am. She thinks she can make it. She goes up and dresses in casual pants, comfortable shoes, a tight fitting lycra top in case she actually had to use her gymnastics and a loose fitting shirt over top. She carries some make up in her bag, and looked at her face. Not bad, her shoulder length hair was actually cooperating with her today. She figures she doesn't need to doll herself up as much for this one as it seemed to be volunteer, and it was a college after all. She takes a bus there and arrives at the room where there is a fairly long line to the room. Phew just made it. We are shuffled into a broad auditorium and it seems there are the same amount of arts students milling about. A professor brings us to order and states the rules. He needs us to be paired with an arts student to get their projects done. They vary from photography, to film to audio and will comprize 30 of their final grade. He asks us to form a line and we will be paired at random with one of them. Anyone who does not agree to this may exit now. There were a few who got up and left but most stayed. She enters the line and looks around at the people around her. There were all shapes and sizes here. Some of the women were gorgeous, and her nipples hardened quickly. She always went after women even in her teens. Men, she had indifference too. Oh please let her get a young female student.. It would suck if she got some young hotshot male... She cranes her neck to see who she might get as she is taller than most here But cant really tell, so she starts counting the lines. She see her in the student line and think your kinda cute. Maybe she might get you? She keeps shuffling down to the tables... hmm they get closer and closer together... Maybe this will be a good idea after all.....
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Philip Archibald Hades Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 330PM. Interacting with Open. Philip Archibald strode home immediately once his final class was completed. It had been a long day, having been on campus since 9am and with classes straight till now. His stomach growled, not having time for lunch and his demeanor was cranky because of it. Majoring in business and accounting, he was always dressed for it. He wore black dress shoes with grey dress pants, a white collared shirt tucked in with a black vest overtop. It was the end of the day however so his appearance was more rougher. His top buttons were undone and his tie hung loosely from his neck. He ruffled his hair with a hand as he carried his bag over his other shoulder. He had a look of boredom etched on his face, though his mind was elsewhere. Last night he had a dream, a quite vivid one. While he slept, a tall mysterious figure had approached him within his mind. He had been tall, garbed entirely in black robes and armor, with a tall helm on his head and an even taller spear in his hand. Silver white hair flowed down his head and his eyes were dark hollows that seemed to reflect the true nature of whatever it beheld. Nothing could escape those eyes. At first, Philip disregarded it as simply a figment of his dreams, another random thought of his subconscious that would most likely go away. But it did not. He had spoken to him, saying things that Philip refused to even comprehend. But what bothered him most was not what this figure said, but what he gave him. Certainly objects in dreams were merely crafted from his imagination, but when he had awoken that morning, he felt it heavy on his neck. The figure had gifted him a necklace, of interlocking silver chains and a small piece of ivory that hung from its apex. Only then did Philip realize the truth. Though deep in thought of that strange occurrence earlier that morning, Philip was not focusing on the present. As he decided to cut through a series of alleyways to his home, Philip had no clue what a bad idea that was. Terra Optima was relatively a safe city, free from crime, but that didn't mean it didn't exist. Hey kid. A gruff voice said, grabbing his shoulder and whirling him about. Philip snarled, taking a step back and raising his fists, The fuck do you want? He snapped, even though two other men stepped out of the darkness to join the first. Your wallet kid, and any other valuable on you. That pretty little necklace to start. Another man demanded and all three advanced on him threateningly. Philip stood his ground, dropping his bag to the ground. He feinted a step towards one man and dove at another, crashing his fist into the man's jaw. But it was three on one and though Philip had the upper hand on one, the two grabbed at him from behind. They slammed him back into the wall behind, disorientating him as the back of his head struck the concrete. A fist crashed into his face, before another rocked his gut painfully. Stifling a scream, Philip tried to fight them off but couldn't, being overpowered and outmatched.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Katherine Temenus Hera Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 330PM. Interacting with Open. Katee exited the coffee house with a tall, reusable, coffee cup in hand. She sighed happily as she sipped the steamy brew savoring its warmth and hint of vanilla. As she brought the cup down from her lips the sunshine twinkled along the silver bangle on her wrist making her smile softly. She'd come across it as she was traveling the Mediterranean on her Uncle's yacht, the old woman who insisted that she buy it from her had given her a wonderful deal on it and had showered her with compliments about well it accentuated the beauty of her supple wrist. Katee had been having weird dreams since them, not bad, just ones filled with images of the regal exercise of power and the adoration of grateful people. She hadn't ever thought of herself as vainglorious but she found she enjoyed the way the dreams felt. Lost in her reverie, chuckling at the memory of the dreams she took a wrong turn and found herself in a back alley. She frowned and as she was working to figure out how to undo her misstep, she heard sounds of a scuffle. Listening carefully, she figured out what was happening and she dialed 911 and put her phone on Speakerphone as she said stridently, I'm witnessing a mugging, 3 guys, blue hoodies... Blue jeans... Black kicks, white kicks and navy Chuck Taylors... Their victim has been beaten... Come quick to the Alley behind Mt. Fuji Sushi. Katee never took her eyes off the three tough guys, but gave them a look full of disdain. She figured they'd run, but if they try jump her they will find her no easy target. She's fleet of foot and quick with her cellphone's camera... So rushing her would be bad for them.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Philip Archibald Hades Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 332PM. Interacting with Katherine Temenus, Open. Each blow delivered a sharp glance of pain, as if someone was driving a knife through his gut. Philip grunted and winced, but still struggled against the superior grip that held him in place. One arm broke loose, catching one of the muggers in the jaw. They hurriedly slammed Philip back into place. You little punk. The man said, touching the side of his face before slamming his own fist into Philip's face. Blood trickled down from the fresh cut on his lip. This would have been easier you little prick if only you... the man's voice trailed off as another soon took its place, distant yet coming nearer. All eyes turned to the sound of the voice a tall girl, holding her phone as she glared at the attackers. It was clear she was describing their appearance to the law. Piss off, one of the men said, moving threateningly towards her. It seemed to Philip that she glowed slightly, like an aura that grew about her. He felt as if he seen and known her from somewhere before, but could not place her in any of his memories. By the way she looked, it was clear she was college student just like him. He kept his mouth shut, tasting his own blood as he watched the scene unfold. Though he appreciated the help, he knew the girl wouldn't stand a chance against the three of them in a fight. But then again, she didn't need to. When a second man turned his attention to the newcomer, Philip used that opportunity to break out of their grip, crouching and spinning low out of their reach. He held a hand up to his neck defensively, believing his necklace was his most valuable item. You'll pay for this. Both of you. Your both dead. The largest mugger said, before disappearing with his compatriots into the darkness of the alley. The pigs can't always protect you. Another man said, before Philip stepped towards them with clenched fists, eager to get revenge for the humiliation he had to endure. His lip was busted and drops of blood lined his sleeve, but they were long gone now. Thank you, Philip replied, glancing over to her before bending over to fetch his bag which had fallen. You look...familiar. He blurted out suddenly, eyeing the newcomer up and down.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Lily Peck Location Terra Optima University Campus Library, studyquiet zone, FL 4. Timedate Friday, 338PM. Interacting with Open. A pen's gentle, tap, tap, taping could be heard as Lily gently rested her pen's end to the page she needed. Honey golden eyes scanned the passage a few times before she clicked her pen happily and scribbled in a little note in the margin. Ah, found you, and switched over, penning her research notes on the mysterious flower on her little notepad. This was certainly going to help in her research! It had been a little over an hour since Lily had been studying in the library. She found this quite a place of solitude, especially on the fourth floor which was dedicated to study time, and more importantly, silence. She had her head down slightly, jamming to the music that flowed freely from her head phones into her ears. She was listening to Sia's, Little Black Sandals which reminded her to push on. She didn't need constant motivation, she needed constant sound to keep her on track. Soon, she'd have to head home. Leaning back in her seat, she stretched her arms up from the previous hunched position she had entered and yawned. Looking back down at her notes after rubbing her eyes, she smiled at her work in progress. Yes, it would be a great research essay, she had confidence in this. Closing her books, she made sure that everything was organized neatly she'd freak if it wasn't by the time she returned home! and rose to stand, slipping a scarf about her head, unraveling it from the heap on the ground to around her neck quite delicately. Alrighty, she whispered to herself and gathered her belongings into her brown book bag, a vintage looking bag that suited the classic look of the young lady. She was petite in stature, but the way her shoulders squared back and her step long and confident, drew the figure of not a little girl, but a budding young lady. She was ready to learn further and step into the world to hopefully, blossom into the woman she knew she could become. She had much residing on it she had to make her family proud tradition was important. Handling her things, she smoothed the white dress with the cute yellow belt around her waist, clad in a pair of black stockings - just in case it got cold! - and wiggled her toes in her black flats. Happily, she made her way out, clicking the elevator button, waiting as patiently as she could to descend down. Oh, right, she had to remind herself to return the library books, too, before she made her way outside.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Katherine Temenus Hera Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 335 PM Interacting with Philip Archibald Hades, Open As Katee approached the scene of the attack, she was heartened by seeing Philip work a hand free and clock one of the would be muggers in the jaw. So long as their was fight in him Katee presumed he wasn't hurt that badly. The sight of blood trickling down his face didn't make her feel faint or scared, oddly, instead it turned her resolve to steel as her heart went out to the brave guy the three bullies were picking on. As their eyes turned to her, Katee became the picture of protective fury and a level-headed kind of vengeance. As one of them tried to intimidate her and close the distance between them, she used that as an opportunity to refine her description of him. Their ringleader has dirty blonde hair, a scruffy goatee and a curvy tribal tattoo down his right arm, she told the 911 operator helpfully. Clearly the muggers attempt at getting her to back off failed as she stood their uncowed and resolute. Then Philip was able to use the distraction Katee's appearance provided to break free of his attackers and Katee smiled a darkly satisfied smile. There was something domineering and threatening in her stance as if she was DARING the three muggers to make god of their leaders threat right now. It was like she was sure that 2 on 3, she and Philip would tear them apart even though there was nothing of the fighter about her. Really? Sheesh, I'd think you'd be busy blowing town rather then spending time in a town where the next knock on your door will be the police coming to take you away, Katee spat out to the badee coldly, promising the man mountain of a mugger, by tone and disdainful look, that that was the BEST possible ending to this story for him. Katwe walked over to Philip reaching into her purse for something. She drew out a handkerchief and some ointment as he thanked her for her pains on his behalf. You're welcome... Let me clean you up some, she said, almost cooing the way one does to a child with a boo boo. She chuckled and tossed her head asking coyly, Really? That's the line you're going with? as Philip's eyes roamed over her body. Though she still embodied a type of almost maternal concern, her lips curled into a mischievous and flirtatious smile as she awaited the dark haired guy's response to her words. She found he carried with himself a stillness that bordered on coldness but wasn't unpleasant just... Different and deep...
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Philip Archibald Hades Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 336PM. Interacting with Katherine Temenus, Open. Philip turned his head to the side to spit out a gob of blood as the girl approached, eyeing her handkerchief wearily. He wasn't some small child who had tripped and hurt their knee, he was a grown man, or so he liked to think. He was perfectly capable of handling himself, as he had always done throughout his life. But the way this girl seemed to glow, the way she radiated energy, it was different. Did she have some connection to his dreams? Something about her seemed to scream familiarity, but he could not place it. He recalled the way she had stood there before the attackers, men who could have easily overpowered her, and faced them down with a look of vengeance. That single, majestic look lingered on his mind. He had to find out who she was. It didn't bother Philip at all that he had been rescued by a woman however. Oh, my hero, thank you for saving me. Philip said sarcastically to her comment about the line he used, though he remained still if she wanted to clean his split lip a little. His eyes, still roaming her body for some sort of clue, rested on her bracelet for a moment. Something seemed to draw Philip towards it, though it was with reluctance that he returned his eyes to hers. It wasn't polite to stare, especially at a woman. I know you. You go to the University as well. Track team, am I right? I would have thought you'd have ran away rather than stand your ground. I'm impressed. He replied with a smirk, wiping his mouth with the back of his sleeve. He gestured towards the street with a nod, indicating they should at least leave the darkness of the alleyway behind.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Katherine Temenus Hera Location Near Philip's home, five minute walk from Terra Optima University campus. Timedate Friday, 337 PM Interacting with Philip Archibald Hades, Open Katee caught the flash of masculine pride that passed over Philip's face as she approached him to help clean him up. She let it slide, boys were just... Funny that way sometimes, so she took no offense at it. Though the way he was looking at her so intensely was at once a touch off putting but at the same time flattering as he didn't seem to be sizing her up like a piece of meat instead he seemed to be ... Looking for something, Katee laughed at Philip's sarcastic comment, taking it as a sign of wit rather then a put down. So... What? I don't get a hero's reward? she joked back even as she gently wiped some drying blood off his lip. Nodding when he placed her and catching his look alleyway she took the hint and turned to head back to the main street rather then stay where they were. Yes, I'm on the track team, you a fan of fast girls? Katee asked cheekily as she walked with Philip out onto the street. Oh, and I'm Katee... she says by way of introduction, giving him time to share his name as well. Then she added, Running when the starting gun has gone off is one thing... From something wrong that I can make right... Running rom that, just ain't my style.
Thread: The New Olympians

Name Ami Willis Hermes Location Outside of Terra Optima High School TimeDate Friday 350 Interacting with Open Ami Willis had a day off, no practice with her singing this day no nothing at all really. The pink haired young woman had a day to herself, granted she had no clue at all what she was going to do with the free time at all, but she would be able to figure something out. She slipped out of her classroom, before looking up and down the hall of the large school. Finding no one that she knew, she headed to her locker where she gathered up the things that she would need for her homework. A troublesome and annoying thing for sure, but something that needed to be done none the less. The young woman knew that she had to keep her grades up to make sure she had the option still of going to a good school and continuing her education at that school. She finished getting her things together quickly tossing them in her back setting up her back in a rather organized fashion which was rather common for the young woman with most everything she did. That was she could find what she was looking for quickly and then be able to access it fast too. She walked out of the front door into the sun filled day. Her eyes adjusted quickly to the brightness of the day, as she at first shielded them with her hand as she looked around for any one to come up and tell her that practice was going to happen and she wasn't going to be able to slip away from school for a good while. It was something that would of been uncommon had it actually of happened. These things did happen a good amount of times and thus wouldn't of been a surprise at all. For Ami music was fun a joy and she wouldn't of minded going back to work on it more, as she was rather sure it was where her future would be. Yet, she was glad to have a day to herself to enjoy herself and to rest and relax. She saw that no person came looking for her and she figured she would head home then. The walk from the school to her home was a rather short one a mile or so, nothing bad, and enough to give her a nice brisk walk which was good for the pink haired woman. Ami started on her way heading home whistling softly as she head down the stairs of the school before starting the walk home on the side walk feeling rather joyous about the prospects of the day.