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Thread: A Night With the Boys (TheWanderer and myself)

Dahlia moaned as Andrew slapped her ass again. She felt him spread her cheeks and slide a finger into her ass. She gasped and began sucking harder at Peter's cock, translating the pleasure she felt into working harder to please Peter. When Mark came over she was only happy to oblige him by jerking him off. She wasn't sure why, but she was so turned on by having his friends all wanting her. She looked up at Peter, her eyes pleading for him to mouth fuck her. She wanted it rough, it was her style. She stroked Mark's cock, admiring the girth. Don't stop. she moaned out. in between mouthfuls of Peter's dick.
Thread: A Night With the Boys (TheWanderer and myself)

Dahlia took to the cocks like she had known them all her life. Peter quickly understood what she wanted so grabbed her head, holding it in place before he started to fuck her mouth. His long cock slid back and forth until it was pressing against her throat. Girls always had trouble deepthroating him and he wanted to see just how much of him Dahlia could swallow. Mark tugged on her nipples as she started to jerk his thick cock, no room for him to get any more attention at the present time. Richard had finally shed his clothes too but was waiting for the right moment to join in. His cock was quite average. Andrew was close to cumming at this point and finally pulled out, spraying his load over her ass and back. Mhm, baby, why don't we either move things to the floor or your bed. He murmurs to her.
Thread: A Night With the Boys (TheWanderer and myself)

Dahlia moaned as Peter shoved her head onto his cock, fucking her mouth rough. She relaxed her throat and took as much as he put in, sucking gently as he fucked her mouth. She placed her free hand on his hip as she jerked Mark off. She glanced over at Richard and winked. After Andrew came she relaxed a little. When he said they should move to her room she nodded. She waited for Peter to pull out of her mouth before she stood up. She moved towards her hallway and led the four guys to her bedroom.
Thread: Hello Females

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Hello There Sniffigher. You can find my yahoo id on my profile, I'll play realistic roles etc just to warn you ahead of time. I'm a drama whore in other words I love rp drama but not real drama, I'll rp high school college whatever your heart desires even RehabClinic I like more dramatic roles once in awhile so characters with a dark history or past.
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Thanks for the reply Wolf, have added you in yahoo. angel Bump...........
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I don't remember getting a yahoo request from you sorry. This is Shadow Wold By the way.
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yahoo lovers where r u?
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bumpy ride without yahoo pm roleplaying lovers...
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My yahoo im does not work at all or etiher does my msn messager. I can only rp over the pms only sorry. Have you seen The Avengers movie yet? If so which male avenger would be easiest for you to rp as Captain America, Hawkeye, Iron-ManTony Stark, or Thor? I'm just wondering that is all.
Thread: A buggy impregnation

what kind of bug do you have in mind?
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I'll do it!
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dumping
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I'd be willing to play a Pokmon version of this if that's fine and you're still up for this.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

Len was a pretty girl in her own right. She was a catgirl, and according to her master, that meant she was less than a normal woman, but she was quite pretty for what she was. Long silky hair framed her face and fell down her back in strawberry blonde rivers, coming to a stop just before her waist. Her eyes were golden and quite expressive, when she wore an expression. Her ears stayed fairly perky during the day, picking up all sorts of sounds that he average woman would not. It amused her master to see it, and that was good. Her master was much more friendly when he was amused. She didn't have such a horrible life. Len had clothes, food, a roof over her head, and a meager amount of pay to use on her own interests. Of course, her clothes were merely variations of the same uniform her master ordered her to wear, the food was merely scraps from the master's dinner, and the roof was a small room just off of her master's with no window and no other way to exit but through his room, but it wasn't so bad, really. She had her health, and that was important, right? Her master often told her she had a healthy body and that it should be displayed in just the right way. Her curves were accentuated by the maid uniforms she wore, her breasts always prominently displayed with ample cleavage. Her tail was almost always tucked safely under her dress, bound to her waist to give the illusion that she was more normal than she really was. When it was unbound it rested beneath her clothes, usually hidden by longer skirts. And it wasn't so bad, really. It didn't hurt nearly as much as when her tail acted on its own and master saw. The feline servant was just fine. She fulfilled her duties faithfully, just as she had been raised and trained to do. She cooked, cleaned, bathed, and had sex with her master whenever he told her to. She followed his orders without hesitation, even when she knew it would hurt her. She knew no other life than this, and she was sure that she was happy. The only troubling thing to Len was that she almost never smiled in the presence of her master. What could that mean, she wondered. As it was, they were currently riding a train to take the master to his next lecture. An important man had many responsibilities, he had said. Sharing his knowledge with as many people as possible was important. Accepting this explanation, Len accompanied the man, her small bag only packed with more maid uniforms and some underwear. The master, however, had five bags, which he made Len carry. Thankfully, he'd enchanted them so they were lighter for her to carry and heavier for anyone else. As it was, they were sitting in the dining car while the master ate. The pretty feline found herself staring out at the passing landscape, wondering what it must be like to live in other places.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

Timothy was the son of a retired soldier. His father, a wise man in Tim's eyes, decided to make something of his life after the war. Instead of just sitting around and becoming a worthless bum, his father became an engineer, and helped to design the train that now bustled down the track. After which his father became a train conductor, and because his mother passed away when he was young, his father brought him along and taught him everything he could. But Tim was no ordinary kid, and his father was the first to know. Timothy hadn't intended to tell anyone, but it was impossible to keep a secret from his father. The secret of course being that he was a natural born Wizard. He wasn't too talented yet, at first he could only simple things, like make sparks from his fingers just by snapping them, or heating up water if he concentrated enough. However he practiced day and night with his skills, his father saw to that. 'Never waste any talent that God gives you, no matter how strange.' His father told him when he found out. Now he was quite a bit more skilled, but still nothing compared to the wizards in the big cities. They were truly skilled, although unlike them, he wasn't tried by master Wizards at their fancy skills. He was self taught, and that was enough to make his father proud. Timothy loved his father, he was always there for him, always willing to teach his son new things. So Timothy rode for free, ate for free, and had his own room on the train where he practiced his magic away from the passengers. He was already a grown man, barely twenty years old and still not of legal drinking age. He wasn't very tall either, five foot five, he was on the short side, five whole inches shorter then his father. He dressed in simple engineer clothes, overalls, a white shirt, and work boots with good grip. He also wore a puffy hat, brown and made of thin leather, it held his messy brown hair out of his eyes, light blue crystals that sparkled for adventure. Today he was making his way through the food car when he spotted the strangest sight. A girl with cat ears, staring out the window, a large impressive man sitting next to her. He stuffed his face while the girl ate nothing, and when he was done he rudely shoved the plate to her, a small chicken wing and most of the salad was all that was really left on the plate, which he gave to the girl as he moved to use the washroom. Tim stepped out of his way, and quickly walked over to the girl. Hey, is he really going to make you eat his left overs? That's kind of mean. You must be far hungrier then that. He slid into the seat, still warm from where the man sat, and Tim looked to her ears. Are those real? Can, can I touch them? He said looking up to them smiling. He looked to her, letting his eyes lock with hers. You're cute.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

Len had never been one to turn down a meal, and when her master passed her his leftovers, she knew that it would be best to eat what she could. There wasn't much, but then, she was used to going without. Master was a nervous eater, and so he ate more when he went on trips. The salad was a rare thing for her master to waste his time with at all, so it was something of a treat for her. The greens looked delicious. She was just about to dig in when a stranger sat down where her master had just been. The fork was poised just before her lips as she stared at the stranger in awe. Never before had Len come across someone who asked so many questions and had so many opinions in such a short amount of time. But he looked friendly--an engineer from what she could see. Perhaps he was just on his break and curious. Well, there was no real harm done as long as master was away. The pretty catgirl set her fork down and attempted to answer one question at a time, her ears twitching now and then from noises of other diners in the car. A soft, sweet voice answered him. Master always lets me eat his leftovers. And I'm not so hungry now. I don't eat much, she said. Of course, that was partially because she wasn't given much to eat, but who was she to split hairs? My ears? Why would you want to touch them? she asked, blushing a little, shrinking back. His last compliment caught her by surprise. Cute? What do you mean? she asked. Finally, her hunger got the better of her and she took a forkful of salad, munching away while he sat with her. There was no rule against talking during a meal or vice versa that she knew of. Who are you?
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

He smiled, and patted her on the shoulder. I am Tim, my father is one of the head Engineers of this train. I help out when I can but I'm not obligated to work. Only when I want to eat. He laughed, and scooted a little closer, careful not to scare the jumpy girl. I've never seen a real catgirl in person before. He said, and getting a good look at her he noticed how much cleavage she had. I... wow... He said blushing and quickly looked back to her. You're really really pretty. He placed his hand back on her shoulder, and smiled. Would you master be mad if I snuck you away? He grinned, and quickly took the piece of chicken. Come on. I'll show you what it's like to eat a real meal. I mean, he didn't tell you to stay put did he? He said, knowing most likely that a cruel master would expect her to do so without being told. He pulled back off the seat, and held the chicken teasingly as she ate the salad. I know you don't want to waste any of the food he gave you, so I doubt you'll let me run off with your chicken, right? Tim said backing off more. He dared her to chase after him, grinning at her, catching more view of the so obvious cleavage. He smiled as she watched him, letting her finish the salad as he was sure a hungry servant girl would, and with the last bite he took off with her piece of chicken, in the opposite direction that her master had left, making sure she followed. He knew his father would not be happy if he knew he was meddling with the affairs of a rich passenger, but he also knew his father would be proud of him for trying to show a poor girl a fun time. Of course his mind quickly went to dirty thoughts of the cat girl, the sounds of her mewing while he made love to her.... He quickly shoved the thoughts from his head as he lured her to his room, wondering what he should get her to eat. He would keep her company for the rest of her trip, and only then return her to master. He wanted to show her a fun time. Show her exactly why she should not let herself be treated so cruelly. And he would not fail in his endeavor.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

She wasn't sure that she liked how he was being so familiar with her--touching her shoulder, scooting closer to her. It made her nervous when he got close to her. Not only because master was not a forgiving man, but because the stranger was one of the most handsome men she'd seen. His eyes were particularly alluring with their bright blue color. Blushing, the girl tried her best to stay calm as he stared at her. He had a lovely smile and she found herself grinning just a little in return. It was pleasant. Tim. That was a nice name. So she was close when she'd guessed that he was an engineer. Still, the fact that he was here with her didn't speak well for his sense of responsibility. She felt a little uncomfortable under his intense gaze, and almost wished he would stop. But then, he said something her master never said to her. She set down the salad fork and looked up at him. I suppose I'm pretty for what I am, she admitted, wondering why he didn't allude to the fact that she was obviously inferior to those normal women she saw so much of. At the mention of him sneaking her away, however, the smile she'd so lightly given him vanished. Master wouldn't like it at all. The last time she'd wandered off, she'd been a little girl and he'd given her a painful enough punishment that she would never do such a thing again. I can't leave, she said, panicking just a little. And then he was teasing her with the meat master had given up. Did he realize how cruel he was being to her? Please give that back. If you take it, I won't get anything else, she said. The thought of this only made her more hungry so she focused on the salad until it was gone. But he still held her chicken wing hostage. Please don't tease me like that, she said. It became apparent that he wasn't going to stop bothering her and teasing her until she followed after him so she stood up, gracefully slipping out of the booth and onto her feet. She wouldn't be gone long...and master would be awhile longer, she knew. She had a little time left. Mr. Tim, please stop, she said, following him. If she hadn't been so worried and so hungry, she might have had some fun. She might have realized he was trying to trick her instead of playing a game with her.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

Her statement baffled him. 'pretty for what I am'. This man must have really been cruel to her if he didn't let her know she was amazing beautiful in every way. For what you are? He questioned her, still holding the chicken hostage. You're far prettier then most human girls I've ever seen. I swear it on my life, you are the most wonderfully pretty girl I have ever seen. He said, passing through another car, smiling as she followed him. She was so cute as she got all panicky, he couldn't wait to make her truly smile. Please don't call me Mister. It's simply Tim. He said, and stopped finally in front of the door to his room. He placed the piece of chicken in her hands, but quickly opened his door, grinning to her he took her hands and pulled her into his room. This is where I stay. He said, and quickly pushed her to a chair by the window. Sit down please, I want to spend some time with you. He said, and shut the door behind them. What do you like to eat? I can get you a whole Serama chicken if you want. They're kind of small but hey, they're more fun to eat. He kneeled down in front of her, and placed his hands on her knees. So. What is your name? A girl as pretty as you must have a pretty name, right? He looked over her skin, this time not trying to undress her, not pervertedly anyway. She didn't seem to have any noticeable bruising or scars, but what about under her maid robes. He, doesn't hit you does he? Your master? I would hope not for his sake, or his stay on my father's train might be.... A bit less comfortable.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

His statement was confusing. She was prettier than human girls? That simply wasn't possible. But he was swearing on his life. Maybe it was true after all. Color flooded to her cheeks, a soft rosiness settling in as she followed after him. Then please stop toying with the pretty girl, she said, pouting just a little. He insisted upon her forgoing titles when she addressed him, and that was also unheard of in her world. Just what kind of man was Tim? Even in her mind it felt strange to leave off mister. But each person was different, she supposed. Why was it that his wildness, his lack of social etiquette made her want to smile? Finally, after they'd gone through at least two cars, he stopped. She huffed a little, as he handed over the wing. Geez, why did you do that? she asked, taking it back. Maybe if she hurried, she could get back to the table without getting into trouble. But Tim apparently had other plans. She squeaked as he pulled her into his room. Before she knew it she was off of her feet and in a comfy chair by the window. Surprised, and a little confused, the girl watched him curiously, her ears perked straight up. And then he was asking about food again. Wait...what? Umm..well I'm not a picky eater, sir...Tim, she corrected. The idea of a whole bird to herself made her mouth water, and she suddenly wished that her master had left her more to eat, her stomach growling in agreement. Oh, my. Excuse me...I wouldn't know what to do with a whole Serama chicken. I don't think I've ever had such a large meal all to myself. She wasn't really fed very well, but she was fed enough to keep her in good health. Good health was what mattered, she reminded herself. But I should be getting back to my master. He'll be wondering where I am... And then he was kneeling in front of her. For some reason he reminded her a little bit of a dog--eager to be friendly, and curious about new people. She chuckled at the thought and fought the urge to pat his head. My name is Len. It is lovely to meet you. She bowed her head gracefully and then looked back up at him, that intense gaze of his lingering over her once more. Suddenly she was a bit uncomfortable. But then he asked her a question she couldn't answer. For a moment, the light went out of her eyes and her face became quite solemn. It was as if she was shutting the world out and removing herself as well. But his warm hand on hers, his earnestness--the care he seemed to genuinely radiate brought her back. I...my master doesn't hit me often. Only when I deserve it. He never hits me very hard, anyway. Mostly he steps on my tail and tries to hurt me that way. But all of the people like me have to learn their place. I'm no exception. We're not as good as normal people, so we must be trained properly. She smiled softly, though her heart wasn't in it. The words were hollow, just like her smile. But please, don't give my master trouble. When he's angry he's frightening. And he's a powerful wizard. He has ways to get back at people, she said softly. Suddenly, she very much wanted to leave. I can't stay here. Please let me go back.
Thread: Train of Destiny (Candira and Chaos)

He listened to her talk, her voice small and cute, it made him smile, but the thing she said, his smile quickly faded. When she said he only hit her when she deserved it, he almost snapped right then. His fist clenched in anger, but he quickly took a deep breath and calmed himself, and gave her a small smile. The Serema is actually a pretty small chicken, but I think for a girl your size it would be alright, but, seriously? Just scraps? .... He sighed, and shook his head as he stood up and moved to the intercom in his room. He had a direct link to the kitchen, they knew him well and he even liked to help them out on occasion. He was more of a fix-it guy then an engineer. He loved to find out how things works, how they functioned. He discovered he could manipulate things with his magic, make them work, or make them malfunction. Hi, ya it's me, I'd like two Serama chickens, two full salads, a large fruit salad, and for myself I'll have a steak and an orange. He said, and hung up the receiver and turned back to her. Whatever you don't finish we can store for later in the fridge. He said, and sat down next to her. I can't believe you think your life is okay. He reached out and gently touched her face, her skin was soft, softer then almost any human girl he had ever been with. It's never okay to hit a woman. Never. Never ever... He said, pounding the statement into fact. I... I can't let you go back to him. You're so innocent... I can't stand the thought of letting you get hurt anymore. He leaned forward, looking her in the eyes. I... He leaned forward, and kissed her on the lips, closing his eyes as he did so. He finally pulled back after what seemed like forever to him, and looked at her. I'm not sorry for doing that. And if you liked it I'll gladly do it again. I'll do far more to make you happy. He said, resting his other hand on her leg, a couple fingers falling under her skirt, but no more then that. You don't have to stay with him. You don't have to fear him. I can't tell you much but this train has safeguards against upset customers, especially wizards. He smiled. I helped design them.