Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

From the perspective of the wild humen Jan It was a beautiful moring. The tropical birds whistle, the dew still clung to the large leaves and the sun went slowly on the horizon. The sun woke Jan, the youngest son of the chief. He belonged to the Utu Tats, he most powerful clan in the jungle area. Some call them beasts, pretty ones others despise them because of their power. Jan was proud of his heritage. He brought his tribe, honor and reputation. He was 1.85 m., have long brown hair, green eyes and a well-trained body. Jan was a small legend in the tribe, then the was the 7. Son of a 7. Son. He never understand why that should be something special, but an old shaman lady told him, that he would have a special future. So he got up and got ready. Today it was the day, the day of the Rum da Go. In this tournament every young guy of the tribe had to hunt. No matter what but however counting the size and and how dangerous the prey was, the honor and the women were more. This hunt would take 2 days, so all are made on, after the speech of the chief. Jan was now going even one day success, but not because he can't hunt, he was a pretty good hunter. Non it was because he wanted to shot a very special animal, a king panther. 2 Meters tale and deadly. Only his grandfather had such a shot with his hands and he wanted to do the same. So he was traveling alone, quietly and with an open mind. Suddenly he heard a little something away, it sounded heavy, and loud. A roar of a panther. He start to run and and then he fell strangely. Ah what the heck! Why, how?, I look down on my self. What just happened? His hip was numb and he didn't kknow why. What was the red suspension pointy thing? I pulled out, but in the next second I lose the hole control over his body. I only get to that some shadows come closer. Then I drive away in the land of dreams. My first post here , sorry poeple for my bad english, hope you understand what I worte
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

Devilla watches as the young man pulls at the dart and then drops to the floor......having understood what is expected of her by the Century Club's board, Devilla turns to her guide, who summons a few underlings.....a plain pine box, line with thick padding and finished off with various furs, such as sable, fox, and chinchilla become a temporary home for this now caught jungle man....in order to make sure he will not go anywhere during transit, a metal collar goes around his neck, as does the same for his wrists and ankles....thick metal chains made taut connect back to thick metal angles that are bolted to the wooden box....the young, jungle man will go no where....an oxygen mask is trapped around his mouth and nose and a tube leads to a large oxygen tank that is placed beside him....more furs are place in the box and the top is nailed to the box with no less than a hundred nails..... A transport picks him up and he eventually becomes cargo in a shipping container , which is placed on a large freightliner....the ship is headed to several European ports including Oslo, Norway, the jungle man's destination.....after about 24 hours he is placed on a truck and delivered directly to Madame Devilla's estate.... Once there, her own underlings remove him from the box...still asleep, he is brought down to the lower floors of the dungeon and placed in one of the cells...the walls of the cell and the ceiling and the floor are covered in sable fur.....in the room there are two posts, also covered in sable.....the chains that bind him are connected the posts on either side of him....he is still naked and the underlings have cleaned and dried him off....after that, fur mittens are locked around his hands, a white fox hat is placed on his head and a silver fox pair of fur panties covers his cock, balls and ass.....mink leg warmers run rom his ankles to his knees....a chinchilla collar is placed around his neck and a bra like garment, made from a red fox covers his chest..... Then Devilla enters the room...
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

Devilla watches as the young man pulls at the dart and then drops to the floor......having understood what is expected of her by the Century Club's board, Devilla turns to her guide, who summons a few underlings.....a plain pine box, line with thick padding and finished off with various furs, such as sable, fox, and chinchilla become a temporary home for this now caught jungle man....in order to make sure he will not go anywhere during transit, a metal collar goes around his neck, as does the same for his wrists and ankles....thick metal chains made taut connect back to thick metal angles that are bolted to the wooden box....the young, jungle man will go no where....an oxygen mask is trapped around his mouth and nose and a tube leads to a large oxygen tank that is placed beside him....more furs are place in the box and the top is nailed to the box with no less than a hundred nails..... A transport picks him up and he eventually becomes cargo in a shipping container , which is placed on a large freightliner....the ship is headed to several European ports including Oslo, Norway, the jungle man's destination.....after about 24 hours he is placed on a truck and delivered directly to Madame Devilla's estate.... Once there, her own underlings remove him from the box...still asleep, he is brought down to the lower floors of the dungeon and placed in one of the cells...the walls of the cell and the ceiling and the floor are covered in sable fur.....in the room there are two posts, also covered in sable.....the chains that bind him are connected the posts on either side of him....he is still naked and the underlings have cleaned and dried him off....after that, fur mittens are locked around his hands, a white fox hat is placed on his head and a silver fox pair of fur panties covers his cock, balls and ass.....mink leg warmers run rom his ankles to his knees....a chinchilla collar is placed around his neck and a bra like garment, made from a red fox covers his chest..... Then Devilla enters the room... ...and is seated at a chair that is valued at more than 10 000 euros...well appointed, wearing her Cartier diamond earrings and her one-of-a-kind dress designed by Vera Wang along with her gorgeous high heel shoes....not to mention her lovely fur coat...she sits there and waits as her new fur slave boy is beginning to wake up out of his stupor....
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

I dreamed a strange dream. I was in the middle of a battle with a big black king panther. It was a bitter battle, but in the end I won! I was the stronger or smarter but I also had a few wounds. On at the leg and a scratcher on the back, they hurt, but it was worth it. I have my trophy! Yes! I am the legend which all spoken about! But wait, what is that! Why the black king panther move. He is dead, I have checked several times. There was non pulse. But that crap thing still moves. The panther is sucked into a black vortex. NON NON, I lose everything!!! All began to rotate, faster and faster and then all was black, totally black. It felt as if I were drank the Mara mara fruit. The Mara mara fruit cause a delirium and my tribe drinks here to fete. Then suddenly it feels again like the fur of a the king panther. Slowly I open my eyes and see light and feel I stand. Oddly, I don't know why I stand, but I also get fast I can't move. What happened! I drag at whatever there holds me. Then I see something, non someone. This thing wear a fur like an animal, but not like a animal. The persone, I think that could be a human, perhaps on of this nord humens. Anyway, dizzy I see how this person straightens up and come to me. Till now I don't even try to speak, I don't know if I could in my situation. My head still spins around and like a furry snake this, maby I should say essence, came closer.
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

Devilla watches as he comes to...she gives him a smile, but it is not really a friendly smile, it is one that shows she's in charge here not him....finally she speaks.... Good morning jungle man, you've had quite the trip. I'm sure you want answers to a lot of questions that are swirling around that little head of yours. Devilla pauses and pushes back her beautiful blonde mane with her long, manicured nailed hands.... My name is Devilla Roche. I came to your jungle world and found you, hunted you down, and captured you. I then had you put in a box and shipped to my country, Norway. I won't tell you where you are in Norway, but outside it is very cold and there is no other house for hundreds of kilometers. Devilla pauses....in her sultry voice she continues.... You are in my dungeon, which is under my manor, meaning my house. As you can see, you are tied up and are being kept in a cell for safekeeping. Do know that escape is quite futile. Even if you could find your way upstairs, you will need to find the front door, which is guarded. And even if you could manage to wrestle my guard to the ground and get through the front door, I will have another of my guards shoot you dead on the spot. Devilla pulls out a cigarette and very sexily lights it up, places it at her swollen lips very sexily, inhales and then exhales.... Again in her sultry voice.... You will never see the light of day. You are my pet-slave and more specifically, you will be my fur-pet-slave. As you can see, I love anything fur. Your cell is surrounded by a luxurious sable pelts and you are wearing all sorts of fur on your body. Now, I will allow you to speak. When you do speak, you will address me as Mistress or Madame or Mistress Devilla or Madame Devilla, understand?
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

A blond women standing before him. Seh wear shiny furs and smoke a long cigarette. Why jungle man, what I am tied up, where I am! Her name, her name, Devil, villa, devilla. Who is she, and why should I address her as Madame or Mistress. A slave? Pha, she will never get control over my mind. I am the 7 son of a 7 son, I will fight till I am free or dead. One I allready got, I am in underground, there is a way out, but there are guards. The guards will not be a big problem, this women, or well she is like a lady, so this lady, don't know who I am. What I can do and how strong I am. I just havte to concentrate a bit and form my power in my muscels. Then I would break the tie and run here down. She must have keys there, with them I would be able to come out. But then I got a other idea, I could play her small game and just wait till the right moment and escape. This would save my strength. So in this case I say What is your wish Mistress Devilla! I played the weak one and don't show up, focus here leather high heels.
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

A wide grin runs across her face.... Well, that is a good first step. Doing as I say will make your experience with me a good one. But, again you must understand that I am in charge. One of her minions hands her a chastity device... She walks towards him, again with that crooked, evil smile of hers... You must be kept in chaste at all times. We don't want you touching yourself down there unless I give you permission. Oh I know you can't touch it right now as you are tied up, but with good behavior, you might be let loose. She pulls the fur panties away and places the plastic device over his flaccid cock, locking it in place with the small padlock.... With her hand out her minion places a long narrow anal plug in her hand along with two white rubber gloves....Devilla proceeds to place the gloves on her hands and then places the plug near his face.... This is an anal plug. Actually a very special one. I slide it up your ass and it stays there until I or my minions take it out of you. nonchalantly Oh, you will have quite the discomfort when you walk and it will be very uncomfortable, even painful I suspect if you attempt to run. pause Just another way for me to make sure that you do not escape. Her minion places a tube in his ass and squeezes..it fills his anal track quite nicely....then Devilla slowly pushes the anal plug into his ass until his sphincter muscles take the anal plug and slip it deep inside.... Devilla pats his derriere... There you go love. Now, we'll have to come up with a name for you. What was your name in the jungle dear?
Thread: The Fur Mistress (Devilla-Roche x Pelzmann)

With a bit of horror I what the hole process. I am a bit shocked, but let not on. As this plug thing goes in butt, I growl a bit, cause it feels strange! I try to wiggel with my ass but it feels unconfortable and so I stop it. This thing will give me pain, if I would try to run? Pha, I think Even when I it would be the pain from 1000 people I would run with it to escape. Unfortunately, no attempt has been made to solve me, so I have just to wait. During that I focus again this lady and the room. See look diffrent to our jungle ladys, there is something over her eyes. her lips are bloody red. But the weirdest was, that she smells very good. Sortly I thought of a deity, but had myself inwardly nerous about me. Then the lady asked me something. First I don't get it what she mean. Then she points on her and saysI am Mistress Devilla!, after that she points on me and wait, and I got it. She wanna know my name. Slowly and stammer I answer JJJJ, Jaaa, Jan. My quilt was not good, but I understood many things. The old shaman from the village got us a little young once the language of the northmen. Then I wait again curious what would happen now!
Thread: Sub, looking for any kind of dom (M/M M/F M/Fu really anything)

Pairings I will do YouMe MasterSlavepet FatherSon MotherSon SisterBrother BrotherBrother UncleNephew AuntNephew Cousins TeacherStudent KidnapperVictim StalkerVictim KingPeasantServant QueenPeasantServant KnightPeasantServant BossSecretaryAssistant MonsterSacrifice AlienAbducted DragonFarmer CentaurFarmer Star AthleteWorst player on team JockNerd BusinesswomanStripperProstitute Some kind of ranch owner or farmerfarmhandstable boy Plots I've been craving lately I will be 'the young man' in all these plots, fyi Different kind of livestock I would like this to be MM or MFuta but MF is fine It was lucky that heshe had found the young boy. He had excellent genes and could produce massive amounts of cum with the proper stimulation, which heshe could sell to...'private sperm banks' for a ton of money. It didn't hurt that the young man was good-looking. HeShe offered the young man a job, only for the young man to find himself drugged, stripped, and locked in a horse stall with a chain around his neck. Now everyday he is strapped into a machine that sucks his balls dry while his new owner finds clever, even devious new ways to stimulate hisher favorite new cow. Sit down young man No preferences for this one This time, the teacher is hot for the student. There's nothing really remarkable about this boy, and maybe that's why teacher likes him. All it takes is a few innocent little lies, manipulation of grades, careless marking on tests, and the boy is failing the class. And he'll do anything for extra credit, even submit to the teacher's dark fantasies. Picked up off the street Would really prefer this to be MF or MFuta, but will accept MM. Would really like it if you could play two characters! You see him walking home one night, all alone in the dark. You lure him towards your building with some clever ruse, tell him your child is missing or ask him to give you a boost up into your window because you're locked out. Jab him with a needle when you get to the door and drag his unconscious body inside, strip him down and tie him up. Now he's all yours, whether he likes it or not. My sink is leaking Would prefer MF or MFuta but will take MM In a bizarre twist, the cute young man that comes to take a look at your dishwasher or fix some electrical hitch or even but your new bed together is the one that's taken advantage of. Knock him out, call him in sick, and he's all yours. Crashed and worshiped No preferences on this one You're on a cruise, when a terrible storm strikes, sinking the ship. Through some stroke of luck you get washed up on a little, unmarked island. When you see the natives, you're sure you're about to be killed and eaten but instead they deck you out in feathers, fine clothes, and an outrageous head dress and worship you as a goddess. They bring out all the of-age virgins in their tribe, and offer one to you. One young man catches your eye, and now he's yours to use however you please.
Thread: Sub, looking for any kind of dom (M/M M/F M/Fu really anything)

Okay, I'm going to bed so if you want to chat, send me a PM and I'll get to it tomorrow.
Thread: Sub, looking for any kind of dom (M/M M/F M/Fu really anything)

Doesn't anyone want to play?
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Katherine stepped into the house quietly, sliding her shoes off by the door. She was just the littlest bit tipsy. Her burgundy streaked mahogany hair was hanging loose for once, out of it's normal ponytail. Her pale grey eyes focused on the path she was walking, so as to not bump into anything and wake Greg up. She assumed that he was sleeping, afterall it was nearly one in the morning. And while she may want some action, she certainly wasn't expecting it. Quite honestly at this point it was almost just easier to not have sex. She still loved Greg, and planned on being married to him for the rest of her life, but the sex just wasn't fun anymore. She paused to get a drink of water in the kitchen, petting her German shepherd who greeted her with a wagging tail. Then she continued on to the bedroom, she moved to the dresser, stripping off her tight jeans and her white halter top, which contrasted with her copper skin beautifully. She replaced them with black cotton pants and a snug tank top. She gave an idle though to spicing up their relationship, she'd recently gotten into BDSM and had to admit she was beyond curious to try it. But so far she hadn't gotten past the videos and the reading online. She didn't have the first clue in how to bring it up to Greg, if she was honest with herself, she doubted he was the type of guy to be into that sort of thing. Leaving the dark bedroom she moves into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wipe off the slight amount of makeup she'd worn. Her line of thoughts kept drifting that way as she imagined actually trying anything she'd read or seen lately. She was pretty sure she would enjoy it immensely. And at least it would be something new to try, which their relationship definitely needed, but would Greg enjoy it? And would she even be bold enough to suggest such things? Outside of her job as a private security guard for a high-tech corporation, she was a rather quiet and demure. She shook her head, deciding that it wouldn't even really do any good to think much about, with the little chance of it actually happening. Finishing up in the bathroom, she steps out again, walking quietly over to the bed and slipping under the covers on her side. Kat rolls over to make sure that her alarm is off, seeing as it was Friday night and she had the entire weekend off, a rare but very welcome occurrence. She settles on her side, facing away from her husband as she settles in for the night. She hears the dog, Nitro enter the room and lay down in the corner where his own bed was. Kat let her eyes close, not saying anything to Greg, since she assumed he was sleeping and in the darkness she couldn't see if his eyes were open or not.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Greg feigned sleep as Katherine got ready for bed. He watched his wife with new eyes as she stripped and changed in the dimly lit room. It was almost like seeing a stranger changing as he thought about her in the new knowledge of what he had read tonight, and his cock grew hard at the sight of that coppery skin and her sleek curves although he seen them thousands of times before. When she finally settled in, a little unsteady on her feet it seemed, he let her get comfortable before he spoke. You are an hour late, drunk and probably spent too much money, he said, voice icy cold in a tone he used only in heated arguments. His anger would appear out of the blue to her. He never had been upset at her like this for something so minor. He knew his tone would shock and confuse her, and he wanted her unsettled. You leave me here to go out with your friends, drink and probably flirt with guys like some cheap slut. He reached over and grabbed her shoulder, turning her on her back so he could face her. He kept his eyes cold and his voice firm. Why don't you be a good wife and actually do something to please me instead?' he continued. Then added in a low tone that conveyed he wanted obedience, Suck my dick to show me you are sorry. As he said the last, he pulled the sheet down and let his rock hard cock pop out to her vision. He was just over 8 long, not a massive porn star dick, but large for a normal man and certainly wide enough as well that Katherine and his girlfriend's before had struggled to deep throat his cock and he could make their holes sore if he wanted. What are you waiting for? If you are going to be a slut, you'll be my slut. He let his last words hang, his own heart was racing and adding to his excitement. He'd never talked to his wife in this manner and it was a wild gamble that could backfire spectacularly. But he'd read her stories and his words and tone were exactly what she seemed to enjoy. A strong man telling his woman what to do, ordering her to please him and not afraid to talk dirty to her as he did it. He had made sure that every statement reinforced his position of power with her and put her in her place and now he waited to see how she'd respond.
Thread: My wife, my slave (Prince & Semper Fi)

Kat stiffens a bit at his tone, not having expected it from him. He never got angry at her for something so simple. I wasn't aware I had a curfew. She says, a slight Montana drawl to her words, giving away where she'd grown up, still retaining the accent even after nearly a decade of being away from her home state. Nor am I drunk. She says, which was true, she was buzzed for sure, and would be considered unsafe to drive, but she could think clearly. When he grabbed her and turned her around she was even more surprised and it showed her pale eyes. She remained quiet for a moment, eyeing him as he gave her a command. Her eyebrow raised as she wondered what had changed since she'd been gone. Even though this was beyond unexpected, she had to admit it sort of thrilled her. Kat personally wasn't sure her husband even had it in him. There seemed to be an inner battle within her, she wanted to simply give in and let them both enjoy this. But a part of her wanted to see if he actually meant it or if he was bluffing. And if I don't? She asks, her eyes running over his body, before moving back to his eyes. While she was certainly the submissive type and she wouldn't physically fight back as long as she felt safe, she would push his buttons a little, make sure he was serious about this. She sits up slightly, putting a hand behind her to support her weight as she watched him. A small shiver ran through her as she imagined her husband actually taking control, and after this first push against his dominance she wasn't likely to test him again, that just wasn't her. But for the moment confusion still ran through her as she tried to figure out what changed, even if she was pleased by the change.