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Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

If it pleases my Master I would. Denara replied evenly with a sidelong glance to Azeerae, then bowed to Krusious' command. I will see my troops readied then, it will not take long. Discipline and training did have some perks after all, and one of those was prompt efficiency of mobilization. She swept out of the tent past the other fingers of the hand filing in, her armour misting off her form as she sent it back from whence it had come. Five minutes to collect her captains and ensure that they would see to the preparation of each platoon, five more to attire herself per her Master's wishes. Twining silver bangles encircled her wrists, ankles, and throat, while nothing more than a tabard covered the rest of her, loosely enclosed by a belt at the waist but otherwise open from the sides and below. She wore no undergarments beneath. Five minutes later still, Denara was stepping back into the tent with the others. Master, the troops and I await your pleasure. Unlike their leader, the legion itself was -for the moment- armored and ready to march. Six platoons of sixty women and men each, three hundred and sixty all told, not a huge force, but they did not need numbers. These were the elites of the army after all.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

Soon garnex made his way himself back, deciding to check out the barracks again as his thunderous steps could be heard almost clearly a mile away, he would not take it on himself to be put into a position like this hoping very soon that he would be let loose into the hordes of his enemies wanting to destroy them and experience another timeless battle hard won by him alone. The hulk in armor had finally made it toward the center as he could see the two already planning something.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

The Prince smiled down at the half demon woman as she materialized before him. Keep your blade Azeerae, you'll have need of it soon. Krusious reached out to run a lock of the woman's hair between two fingers before he continued past her. And no. I still don't know if Denara can reproduce, and I'll not be letting J'Gyr impregnate her just for a moment of amusement. He turned back to the halfbreed, smiling still. It is a pleasant thought though. Mayhaps I'll have J'Gyr ride you before we march. Speak of the demon, and he'll make himself known, the Prince thought as the lizard demon came to kneel before him. He laid a hand atop the lizard's head in benediction. J'Gyr, just in time. I want you to gather up our best scouts, and have them assembled outside my camp within the hour. We are going hunting my old friend. The Prince waved a hand, dismissing the lizard. Be quick my friend. The Prince continued onward toward the gates of his camp once more. There he was meet by another of his personal guard, the towering black Knight known as Garnex. Come along Elf. He waved a hand inviting his guard to join him. Azeerae, summon the remains of my personal guard. You're shadow magics are less straining. Just a calling will do. Order them to assemble alongside Denara's forces. Five hundred total, plus J'Gyr's scouts will be just fine I think. When Denara returned to her Prince's side, the demon looped an arm around her waist and pulled her against him as he moved toward the marshalling fields. You look much better, my little dove. He whispered in the Angel's ear.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

He smiled internally, allowing his Lord to see his amusement at the thought of Denara getting defiled at the hands of the lizard demon. Then, amusement turned to imagination, and another internal chuckle at whether she could handle both of his tools at the same time. He looked up at the demon prince at his command and bowed his head once, instantly darting away to begin gathering the scouts. He sent a greetings to Garnex as he passed, and another to Azeerae, along with a dirty image or two of the both of them together. He made a list in his head, crossing off the ones who would be drunk or not worthy of the Prince's time. Smiling, which was rare and a dangerous site, he knew that things were going to get more interesting. Barking orders at each of them as he ran by, he knew they would be ready, under fear of something much worse than death, before the Prince's deadline. Making his way to the camp, he wondered what the gathering was going to accomplish.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

With his hulking form in the armor he slowly made his way closer to the prince himself looking around for a moment, Caldabolg will devour all of their souls.... raising his sword up and back so it was leaning held against his shoulder as waves of blue energy could be seen through the edges of the sword itself as if someone had passed some electricity through it. Garnex simply stood there and waited just wanting to charge and be the first to kill someone, but it seemed again he was a bit bothered he had to wait like this.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

Sitting around was J'Gyr's least favorite thing to do. His men were kneeling comfortably, awaiting their orders. He would keep them waiting until the Prince had his say. The lizard started thinking back to Denara, her impure angelic form, violated by his dual semi-scaly tools. She would only be so lucky. The thought kept him warm as he maintained his vigil.
Thread: Warpath of The Demon Prince

Thank you Master... The once-angel murmured back with a smile, shifting her wings to allow him to pull her closer, her eyelids fluttering closed for a moment at the scent of his pheromones reaching her again. Denara's loyalty was such that if ordered, she would happily service any cock her master ordered her to and enjoy it without restraint. Until ordered however, she remained by his side, a faint smile on her face as she watched the tight and disciplined formations of her fighters arrange themselves upon the field, ignoring the hissing and taunting of the other hands as she waited, her grip shifting as she idly drummed her fingers upon the ebon haft of her scythe.
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Thread: I'm the Sugar. He is the Daddy. (Celebstars and Manofyourdreams)

With papers in her hands, Alisha held them upright and hit them against the table to straighten them in to a nice pile. Going to the correct filing area, she tucked them in to a sleeve and shut the drawer with them inside. The work was pretty boring, but it was an easy enough job and she needed the money to pay her rent. Pulling some hair behind her ear, the girl was to focused on the task at hand to acknowledge what was going on around her. But occasionally her glance would venture out of the glass box like room she was to see other people in their own glass boxes called offices. Turning her back to the door, Alisha put some more papers away when she heard a cough behind her. Ugh.. Turning quickly on the spot a hand went to her petite chest. You startled me Smiling weakly, she realized it was someone from the room opposite. Because of the room he was in before this one, Alisha knew he was important probably one of the bosses of the company or on the board. Sorry, I was told to come here ad put these away. I can leave you and come back when you go? Like most of the people in the work place, she seemed to tread carefully around the man but at least she had the courage to talk to him and treat him like a human being. Her black nails stood out against her skin colour as she extended a hand. I'm Alisha, I work part time here..I'm pretty sure you don't know me. Well I am certain in fact, I kinda don't get noticed. I'm talking a lot....sorry. Starting to be silent, she continued on with her work.
Thread: I'm the Sugar. He is the Daddy. (Celebstars and Manofyourdreams)

Mr. Merchant was sure hoping to spot the girl today, having seen her last time he was here. Only one thing that came to his mind, she was absolutely gorgeous. Now, he had come across many women in the form of clients, interns and secretaries, but she beat them all. There was something different about this one. Perhaps its because her olive skin tone or she having different racial background. Whatever it was, he liked it. Until now, he always told himself that he was married and it wasnt right to think about any other woman than his own. But, of lately, hes been influenced by similar men and he sees how freely their lives are even though they are married. He still respects and loves his wife but he couldnt help but entertain an idea of having a fling on the sides. The expectations grows in any given relationship and thats something he couldnt afford having. Perhaps, thats why hes been thinking of ways to have a no-strings attached sort of relationship. Its almost impossible. Seeing the girl again on the same floor, through the glass, he couldnt help but be distracted for a few seconds. He wasnt entertaining anything at the moment. He just wanted a closer look and maybe have a chat with her. He wasnt the nervous type but he was today. Yet, he didnt let it show on his face. He swiftly made his way into the records room and coughed to get her attention. It was then, he found her backside tempting but he was eager to see her pretty face. His eyes lifted up to her face as she was a bit startled and he raised his hands in response, SorryI didnt mean to startle you..Miss? He needed to attach a name to that pretty face, finding this opportunity to get what he wanted in that moment. I hope I am not in your way. I am just. He was going to say that hes here to make few copies but he felt like saying something else that would force her to help him in this matter, just- I was looking for a file. No-noyou dont need to leave. The room is big enough for the both of us, he smiled his charming smile, perfect white teeth on display, Oh rightMr. Merchant. George Merchant, he stepped closer to her, offering his hand for a shake. He watched her get flustered and talk randomly, finding her hot in that moment, he watched her in awe, Right...no, I mean you arent talking a lot. Talking is good. Tell that to his wife, who speaks only when needed and never unnecessarily. Its hard to carry a decent conversation with the woman. Part time? Why? Do you work somewhere else? He asked, making small talk, opening a drawer of the cabinet and was faking to peek into it for a file. We certainly could use youa person like you, very organized and I see you like working here. Many other employees, I can tell from the look on their face that this is the last place they want to be. He shrugged her shoulders, Eactually, do you mind? I dont come here often so not sure where to look. He said, knowing very well that his name ought to ring bells for her, I need the Galvinson file. He said and waited for her to come closer, maybe he can catch a whiff of her perfume.
Thread: I'm the Sugar. He is the Daddy. (Celebstars and Manofyourdreams)

Thanks was a welcoming reply from her when he said she didn't have to leave. Shaking his hand, hers was much smaller than his and much softer. Her skin tone stood out against his. Yeah it is right....? I think I get on some people's nerves here though. Brushing her long black hair with her fingers, Alisha continued with her paperwork while they spoke. I am at college, I am doing art. So this helps me basically pay for my rent and just get by with food. Oh yeah...I mean, its a job. I am happy here. But like everyone else it is for the money though. I just try to keep a smile on my face. Putting more papers and files away she was then called over. Galvinson file? Nimble fingers began to look through the cabinet as she apologized. Sorry. Brushing past his body to stand in front of him she flicked her hair which made a whiff of her perfume air towards the male. Alisha was much slimmer than George she had a tiny waist and a perky little chest. I'm not sure I can find it.
Thread: I'm the Sugar. He is the Daddy. (Celebstars and Manofyourdreams)

She sounded nice too- he thought to himself, having heard her soft tone of voice that complimented her soft facial and bodily features. A fragile little thing she was. Why would he asked her to leave when he came into the room to actually cross her path and maybe.maybe learn a thing or two about her. What his colleagues had going with their secretaries wasnt even on his mind. He was simply drawn to her, wanting to at least get past introductory phase. His gaze quickly moved down her slender arms and then moved back up to her pretty face, admiring her pretty round eyes. He noticed how they had everything in contrast and it was already to turning into a turn-on for him. Never ever he thought hed find a girl such as herself pretty enough to make his heart flutter. Usually, they were brunettes or blondes, the typical all-American girls. How can she get on peoples nerves? How can anyone think so? He thought to himself and smiled at her, Maybe they are intimidated by youhow smart you are than themand pretty. He shrugged his shoulders, hoping to lift up her self-esteem a little. Besides, he was speaking the truth. He nodded with a smile, liking that he was learning more about her. Theres nothing wrong in it. She consoled her, sharing a similar view, It is why we come to work, dont we? He said to her, adding, And you should. Smile more. He said admiring her pretty smile. He put her on a task to search a file that wasnt there, of course. But, he liked how she was helpful, moving past him as he moved back a little but not a lot, to allow her some space so shed accidently brush against his front frame. When she threw her hair back, he couldnt help but lean his torso forward to make believe he was also looking for the file, loving the smell of her perfume that was making him want to just grab her by her waist and push her against them cabinets before planting his lips onto hers. He even caught a glimpse of his imagination before he snapped out of it, Actually, leave itAlisha. He said to her, I will see if another associate had retrieve it. He said to her, not wanting to make a silly mistake because if hed linger a bit longer, thats what hed end up doing. He had her name, now that was a start for sure. Placing his hand on her shoulder, Thank you for your help. Youre a kind person. We need more of you. I meanmore people like you. He smiled, I shall get going. But thank you once again. He said and started to walk away if she wouldnt stop him. Hed carry the conversation with him, playing it over and over in the back of his mind. All he knew at this point was he wanted to be around her.
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Now I'm sure all you guys have seen the ads or heard them on the radio, about the awesome new barber shops filled with cute girls, and the way they take care of their customers. Well Jason found out that sometimes home cooking beats a five star restaurant, and if you have the right home town barber, well that's what were here to talk about. Jason had had a hard weekend, and when he went into work that morning it showed. He had fallen on the bed the night before and slept in his clothes. He woke up late, hung over, with a two day beard, smelling of booze. To say things had gotten out of hand was no exaggeration. He quickly brushed his teeth and tried to comb his hair. He just had to get a hair cut, he just never had time. He had duck tails, a cowlick, and hair piled up over his ears in a series of curls. He tried to straighten his wrinkled clothes, put on a tie and a coat, that thankfully he hadn't slept in, and hurried off to work, still destined to be nearly 20 minutes late. Jason's drive was a long one. Unable to afford an apartment in town, which would have made more sense for a city boy like him, he had rented an old farm house 20 miles out of town in Dexter, a little crossroads town, population 30. The sign said Welcome to Dexter on both sides and was displayed proudly in the center of town, which consisted of the post office, the TB Town Bar, an aging IGA Zeke's place and the barbershop complete with barber pole. It wasn't fancy but it was cheap living. Jason pulled into the parking garage as predicted, a good twenty minutes late and did his best to make a stealthy entrance, but as he passed his bosses open door he heard the dreaded words. Jason! late again? he knew he dared not ignore the big man, though he wanted to. Turning to face the boss, he looked down and muttered sorry. God! you look like something the cat dragged in! What do you mean showing up here like that and 20 minutes late besides? Jason just hung his head. It was a bad day at the start and it just got worse. His boss continued You just got yourself three days off without pay! now get out of here, and clean up your act! You can start with a haircut! Don't let the door hit you in the ass! The boss was known for being a prick and he wasn't letting anyone down today. Jason just turned, and headed back to the car. He knew his life was a wreck, but nothing like hearing it from the boss in front of everyone. At least he had enough time..... No money, but that was another problem. He got in the car and drove home. What an ass his boss was.
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Annie loved country living. She had inherited the farm a few years ago from her aunt Millie. Technically it wasn't a farm any longer. It was just a 150 year old house in the middle of a lot of overgrown grassy pasture, with a small barn and a duck pond out back. Annie kept one horse, a few chickens and ducks, and Mildred, her milk cow, named after her aunt. Annie loved fresh milk and this seemed the best way to get it. She couldn't sell it, but she had all she could consume. The farm didn't make any money, so Annie had gone to barber school and taken over the town shop when Old Charlie had passed away. The boys 8 old retired farmers hadn't been happy having a woman run the shop, but no one else was interested, and at least they could still show up every saturday morning, drink free coffee, get a half inch of hair trimmed from their buzz cut, and catch up on the local gossip. After while, the boys even took a liking to Annie. She made good coffee, didn't interrupt their conversation, and as Zeke put it she was Purdy as a picture. Indeed she was. In fact it was a good thing she worked in the barber shop, otherwise, the boy's wives would have skinned them alive for the looks they gave her. Annie was a tiny woman, just 4ft 9 inches tall, but what a sight. Being a country girl she had meat on her bones. She had a nice coke bottle figure with a nice set of 35 d cups stacked on a 24 waist and 35 inch hips. Her long red hair hung all the way down to the middle of her cute little apple shaped bottom. Flashing green eyes and a spray of freckles completed the look. She filled out a pair of Osh kosh by Gosh overalls like no one else the boys had ever seen. The jeans and a tank top were her usual uniform, though when she was out and a bout she pulled a sweater over top to escape the rath of the wives. Everyone in town knew she was single, and that made the wives a bit nervous. The shop was busy on saturdays, but was generally empty the first part of the week and Annie usually reserved that for cleaning up, and today was no exception. So , when the little bell attached to the door rang out at 11 an on a monday it surprised her and she got up quickly from scrubbing the floor on hands and knees. Being warm from the exercise, she had let the flap of her overalls hang down and removed her bra to let things breath. The water from her bucket had splashed on her tank top and left it more than a little transparent, something she hadn't noticed. Can I help you? she asked the surprisingly young man who entered. Aren't you Jason? You live on the old Grayson farm right? she looked him over. I bet you want a haircut. You surely need one!
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Annie was surprised to see so young a man enter her shop. Most of her customers were in their late 60's and overweight. But here before her was a tall, sandy haired, blue eyed, man with big shoulders and toned abs, though they were somewhat hidden by his tee shirt. She couldn't help but feel a tingle as she followed his eyes straight to her nipples and realized just why he was staring so intently. It had been accidental, but seeing his reaction, and realizing that he would probably be the only other person in the shop today, she decided that she was not going to discourage him. Her smile broadened as she wrapped the apron around his neck and instead of standing behind him to fasten it she wrapped her arms around his neck putting her nipples dangerously close to his face. She could feel his body heat rising and loved the fresh showered smell of his body. As she ran her fingers through his hair she noticed he was gripping the arm rests with his fingers. She couldn't resist accidentally pressing her puffy pussy against his knuckles trapping them between her and the chair. She kept them trapped there for several minutes as she figited with his hair and her big breasts swayed in front of him. This was fun. She knew she was getting to him, and the thought of it was making her wet. Tell me how you would like it cut. she said as she turned the chair toward the mirror, and stepped behind him cradling his head in her cleavage. The look on his face was priceless and she smiled broadly at him in the mirror. As she stepped back around in front of him she could feel her overalls slowly slipping down her hips she did noting about it at the moment, but the feeling was delicious as she had not worn panties today and in another inch the top of her mons would be making an appearance if she allowed it. She cocked her hips to the side and smiled as she waited for an answer.
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Jason was too shocked to speak at first. He stammered for several moments before finally getting the words out. Ah um well I just need it thinned out and trimmed and made to look neat. I'm not fussy about style. He was thoroughly flustered. He could not believe that the beautiful young woman was standing there nearly half naked and smiling so beautifully. His eyes were now focused on the growing band of skin between her tank top and the overalls. He wondered how long it would be before the overalls were on the floor. By now he was suspecting she was naked underneath. His cock was as hard as a steel rod, but he dared not adjust himself.
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Annie pressed her pussy tight against his knuckles again, and began to cut his hair, all the while grinding her most intimate flesh against him. With each time she did the overall s retreated a bit further. Finally the smooth skin of her hips could not hold them any longer and the fell to the floor. Stepping out of them, she kicked them to the corner of the room. Stepping to the side she pulled the cape from over his hand and said Go ahead! you know you want to! she moved closer and waited for him to cup her and enjoy the wetness she was making available to his hand. As she trimmed the top of his head she leaned in from the front and pushed his chin down so that he was looking directly down into her cleavage. see something you like? she asked him with a smirk on her face.
Thread: My Barber (Wolvenrogue and NurseMaxine)

Uh yeah Jason muttered dumbly as he extended his shaking hand palm up and held her delicate flesh in his grip. The girl was soaking wet and his middle finger slipped easily up inside her hot cavity as his thumb found her love button. good she said as she set down her clippers and pulled the damp tank top up and over her head. She now stood totally naked from the waist down and was cutting his hair as though being bottomless with his hand in her pussy in public was as natural as breathing. Aren't you afraid someone will come in? he asked her. The concern seemed reasonable to him, but didn't seem to bother her in the least.