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Thread: Pop star Neko! (kittycat19 & BassEXE)

As Autumn sat there and patiently waited for Jake to be done eating she says, I havent had the chance yet. I was going to explore it today. After she finished speaking Autumn smiles at Jake.
Thread: Pop star Neko! (kittycat19 & BassEXE)

Jake soon finished eating his fourth and final slice of pizza. Well. How about I show you around? That way you won't get lost! He said happily, looking at her with a big smile.
Thread: Pop star Neko! (kittycat19 & BassEXE)

Autumn happily replies, That would be awesome, thank you! She stands up from the table and throws her plate away but keeps the rest of her vitamin water. She looks back at Jake. Where to first?
Thread: Pop star Neko! (kittycat19 & BassEXE)

Jake smiled. Do you like arcades? He asked kindly.
Thread: Pop star Neko! (kittycat19 & BassEXE)

Autumn replies happily, I sure do.
Thread: Seeking Female for Twins Roleplay! [Spies, Twincest]

Bump! I am willing to include all of the action, or we could just focus on the in between smut scenes. It's up to you!
Thread: Where my Toku fans at?

Just seeing who here are fans of the Japanese genre of film and tv entertainment known as Tokusatsu or Toku, for short. Godzilla is often considered the very first Tokusatsu production, but has since expanded to various subgenres and franchises like Metal Hero Space Sherrif Gavan, Juukou B-Fighter which would later be adapted for the 1st season of Saban's Big Bad Beetleborgs, Superhuman Machine Metalder which was one of THREE different series who footage was used in VR Troopers, the Kamen Rider franchise and most notably Super Sentai. The latter of which some people would know more of its younger American counterpart, Power Rangers. SO, who all here loves their Toku?
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

The day that Adalind decided she wanted to get out of her life was a decision she wasn't sure she would be able to go through with. She knew she couldn't stay where she was at that time, a poor peasant girl that no one paid attention to and she was tired of it. Feeling the need to actually go out and do something with her life she dressed in the one half-way fine gown she owned and set about making a plan. Though she wasn't from a household with much money she knew what to do, and how to do it. She came from farmers and since she had only one brother, she had to do most of the work as well. Many had looked at her and wondered why she wasn't already married at the age of twenty but her life left no room for men. Having packed up what other little clothing she had in a small bag that easily slipped over her shoulder she left her house. The only way for her to get where she wanted to be would be to become a stowaway. She knew it wouldn't be hard, the people who docked close to her town never checked the cargo boxes going onto their ship so she could just jump in one and she would be on her way. Looking at the boxes that were being loaded onto one of the primary 'larger' ships she saw one that was free. It was just her luck. She smiled and hoped this was life trying to show her that there was hope for what she wanted as long as she took it, so that was what she did. Moving quickly before any of them saw her she moved herself in the box, carefully tucking her bag behind her she grabbed the wooden side and pulled it into the side of the box. She could open the box if she needed to, but she was thankful for the small cracks so the air could flow freely. While she was inside the box she let herself relax. Because of her small frame she could let her legs out slightly and while she felt them move the box she accidentally fell asleep. A jerk woke Adalind up when she heard the screams. She had no idea what was going on but she could tell by the slight rocking that she was out to sea. She wanted to scream out in fear, after all, being a farmer and healer didn't provide for much self defense training. She could hear the blood gurgling of what was surely slit throats and her hands flew over her mouth to try and keep herself quiet, though it did no use. As the man jerked her out she screamed loudly, unable to keep it in anymore. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to go with him either. Just looking at him made her shiver in disgust. The entire time they moved her she tried to fight, clawing and kicking at them, even though it did no good. The name Captain scared her and when they finally got her up to where he was she almost gasped. He was ruggedly handsome and from the obvious scar she knew he could fight and take what he wanted. She wanted to answer him, to stay alive, but she also wanted to be brave and stubborn. Because of the internal conflict on how to behave she found that she could only stare at him, fear pooling in her stomach.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Adalind could only stare at what was going on in front of her. This man held so much authority that it was practically rolling off of him in waves. Each of his requests were quickly looked after and done without question. So far he had done nothing to make her think that he was a bad man to women, but he had done nothing for the better either. She looked down at all the men who were lined up and awaited their inevitable death. She hoped she wouldn't die that they would simply let her go, but they were pirates and pirates weren't known for being kind. The ones holding her were being honest in not touching her, she knew that but she wondered silently if the handsome captain believed them. As they started to move her away from him and to his quarters she wanted to run again, but she couldn't get her legs to move faster than what they were making them. She knew what was surely to happen wasn't going to be fun and just when she thought it couldn't get any worse the captain touched her. It made her jump as she turned her head and listened to him. She had never been touched by a man other than her father so a faint blush came over her cheeks. She looked behind him and watched as all the crew were quickly killed in different manners and a half-way scream bubbled it's way up her throat and out. It amazed her how some people could just do things like this and not think twice about it. Seeing that only made going to his room harder. The woman who looked at her made her stomach roll even worse as she was roughly pulled into the room and looked around surprised at how clean it was, until she got to the post she would be tied to. It was crusty with blood at the bottom and with the kick to the back of her knee she was quickly down and tied before she could think. She didn't like the vulnerable feeling, but knew this captain would have no trouble getting what he wanted from her rope or not. She looked at him, and not wanting to anger him allowed the smallest, and simplest of answers to come through. Hoping he would believe it and not think she was a spy. I wanted to t-travel and get a-away. She hated how her voice cracked with fear, but with it just being them two in the room it would be difficult to abolish.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

T-travel and get a-away... Zeno replied mockingly in a drunken tone. Don't make me laugh. He knelt down in front of her so that his face covered her entire field of vision. Admit it, you were the Captain's whore. That's why you were kept hidden away. And I would assume he came down and had his way with you, in that tiny little box where no one could hear you. He let out a roar of laughter. Ha ha! And they call us uncivilized. You see, I treat my women with a little more refined tastes. A box! Ha ha what a joke. And he must have promised you to take you everywhere in the world right? From the deserts of the south to the forested mountains of the north, ha ha I can only imagine what foolish promises you believed girl. At the last words, his tone of voice became suddenly deadly. You must have filled his every desire, dumb haired girl that you are, with a sudden gesture, his hand groped a handful of breast beneath her robe and pinched the nipple hard, Tell me, will you offer me the same in return for fulfilling your dream to travel? His hand remained firm, squeezing the firm nipple between his thumb and middle finger. But before any answer could be got, there was a rasp knock at the door, which drew Zeno away from his prize. What is it? He inquired through the door, and heard the Turk's voice in reply. He opened the door. All the goods have been safely stored. What are your orders now? Such trivial matters, Zeno thought, and using the door frame to hide his obvious erection, he replied, Have the ship set alight and cast us off. I want to reach the African coast as soon as possible. The Turk looked at him in surprise, But that would mean weeks of journeying, from which we are ill-prepared. And none of the ports we can call on near here will sell us any goods. Zeno smiled, playing slapping the First Mate on the cheek, Come now, my brother, we must hope there are more merchant ships who need their goods requisitioned. I'm sure their supplies could fill our coffers easily. Now then, cast us off and I am not to be disturbed until morning! And unceremoniously, he slammed the door on the Turk's face. Ignoring Adalind for the moment, he strode to a corner of the room and retrieved a blazer there that was placed against the wall. Taking a candle, he worked a small fire among the embers in the blazer. Then he turned towards the wardrobe, humming a tuneless song, he digs through the various counters and drawers, and only the sound of tools and metals clanking against one another is heard. But with a loud Ah!, he brings out a long metal rod, fixed with a decorative metal head, and sticks it into the fire. Turning around and stretching, he faces his captive once again. I hope you have a name, or should I just refer to you as cunt? For that's all I think your gonna be useful for.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Adalind deeply regretted getting onto the boat now. Not only was she not travelling anymore but she was with a man who both scared her and mesmerized her. When he got up in her face she wanted to gasp but she bit the inside of her lip to keep from doing so. She did not want to show weakness but it would be hard when she had never had to put up strength. She had hoped he would keep his distance from her, at least for a while, until he caught her nipple between his fingers. It caused her to cry out in pain and her back arched. Still she said nothing, she wasn't sure how to tell him that she wasn't a whore, but a virgin, though she doubted he would believe her. She nearly sagged in relief when someone came to the door and he had to leave her alone. She preferred him away from her, but when he stood up her eyes went straight to the his bulge in his pants. It frightened her more than anything else he could ever do to her and it caused her to swallow in fear. She listened to their conversation, wondering why the captain would risk the trip if they didn't have all the supplies that they needed. She thought that they maybe had a chart with expected vessels, because it would take quite some time to get to the African coast. When he shut the door her eyes shot to him, and she watched carefully. At first she wasn't sure what he was doing, but when he got the metal and placed it in the fire she squirmed. Coming from a farm she knew what one of those looked like, and something told her he wasn't going to use it on himself. She took a deep breath when he talked to her and this time when she spoke she was thankful that her voice didn't shake, though it was difficult. My name is Adalind and I was not the captain's whore. I stowed away on my own accord. She didn't look at him, but rather in front of her, near the floor as her hands moved around in small, unnoticeable circles to try and free her from her bonds.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

The effect of wine was now fading and a more sober attitude was taking Zenos mind. It was nighttime now, and only the faint embers of the blazer and a few other candles around the room gave off light. There were indistinct sounds of talking beyond the walls and the constant whooshing of water against the ship was ever present. Zeno was surprised she answered him more readily, keep to the story that she had stowed aboard that ship. What luck! Now she was in his hands, and doomed to a worse fate than had she not stowed away. Feigning ignorance, he kept away from Adalind after she had spoken, rearranging the embers of the blazer with the rod in order to produce more heat and light. He even hummed that tuneless song again, acting as if there was nothing of attention in his cabin. It was his plan to keep her guessing about his next move, but he could tell from the fear in her eyes she knew what she was up to. Tell me, cunt, what or who were you running away? He asked, not using her name at all. A name was meant for a person, an individual, but not for this slave-to-be in front of him. She would have to earn it back. He looked to her for an answer but her eyes were downcast in front of her, and from them he could see some form of concentration or focus. What the devil was she thinking at a time like this? She should be begging for release or in the very least, gentleness. Zeno then saw that she was working the tension on her bonds to try and free herself. Shaking his head, he strode to her in a few steps and grabbed the bonds harshly, jerking her entire body and form upwards though the bondings that tied her to the bed post stretched in tension. I really wish you wouldn't do that. It leaves a mark on the wrist, and I don't appreciate my goods damaging themselves. Now cunt, He continued, as he released her and walked back to the blazer and lifted the rod, What was your real purpose on that ship? Admiring the heat coming from the decorative end, he turned back to Adalind with a smirk.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Adalind was starting to become pissed. All she wanted was to travel and be treated with some sort of respect, but this man was refusing to give it to her. She was a good person and didn't deserve this, let alone to be tied to the bed post. While he was pacing back and forth she moved her wrists back and forth, each time getting a little deeper into her skin, but it was worth it she wanted out. She didn't care if she would have to swim away from this boat but stay there she wouldn't. Being tied up made her anxious and nervous, his tuneless humming starting to get on her nerves. She wanted nothing more than to slap him but she knew to even try it wouldn't end well, but she would remain stubborn towards him. She really didn't like the name calling, but she couldn't do anything about it, though she could try and not respond to him, but as he stalked over to her she nearly squirmed under his heated gaze. A small shriek came from her when he lifted her so closely to him. She didn't like to proximity to him and she could feel the heat and power radiating from him. Even though she had to crane her neck to look at him she tried her best to glare back. When he let her go, she caught her footing and stood, though her arms were still behind her back. She knew the rod he held was meant for her, and no matter what she would say she would get it, so she figured she would let her words come as they wanted. I was on that ship because I wanted a better life, instead I'm stuck here. As for being your 'property' and causing myself harm, I wouldn't have to if you would just untie me. I mean what do you think I am going to do? Her heart beat was racing from fear and she could feel it behind her ears but she held her gaze, biting lightly on the inside of her lower lip.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Zeno smiled, returning the rod to the blazer. The embers flared up and metal began to turn a bright red. Instead he strode back over to Adalind, only inches from her face. What do I think your going to do? Well I think your going to plunge a knife into my chest when I'm sleeping and then make off with whatever goods you can. It's been tried before, you see. That is why my men have orders, that if you are seen outside this cabin without express permission from me...well you remember the fear in your predecessor? He hoped the grueling thought of being repeatedly used as a plaything by numerous men would strike the fear of god into her, but he also needed to employ other techniques as well. You see, there is a stubbornness in your eyes that will haunt my dreams, and it needs to be removed. He added mockingly, as he left her to retrieve a knife from his desk. With the jewel encrusted dagger in his hand, he returned to Adalind. Now cunt, let us see what plunder I have captured tonight. He used the knife to cut into the fabric of her dress, ripping it's folds and strains apart and not caring whether the point cut or pierced her skin beneath. It took him a few minutes to completely strip Adalind of her clothing but soon he had her bare naked against the bed post. Zeno let out a low whistle. What an excellent haul we have gotten here tonight. He said, as he circled around her admiring her form, They say the quality of a good can be best gleamed from it's backside. It works with rugs and with women too. Zeno concluded, grabbing a handful of her butt before returning to the blazer. He snatched the rod out, feeling the heat coming off with his hand. He turned around and snatched up all the ragged clothing that once belonged to Adalind and placed it in the blazer, taking a second to enjoy the sudden heat that poured off with the sudden burning. He then returned to Adalind and waved the rod in front of her face like a wand, Sometimes, precious cargo goes missing or gets stolen. Smarter businessmen mark their holdings with a mark or symbol, much like the high lords do with their house emblems. And without any more hesistation, he drove the burning end of the rod into her left side, above the hip. Flesh seared and a small column of smoke rose from the charred skin. Satisfied that he had marked his captive as his own, he returns the rod into the now roaring blazer. Zeno then turns around, smugness replaced by a more sinister lust, as the shadows cast by his frame over the fire danced around the darkened room like a horrible demonic dance.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Adalind wasn't sure where her words would take her but as he came over to her she bit the inside of her lip harder, almost to a bloody point. She hated how she felt when he was so close to her, it unnerved her. She could hear his breathing and watch his chest rise and fall, nearly tripping backwards from the closeness. She told herself she would not 'bow' down and sit at his feet like he undoubtedly wanted her to, but that she would stay stubborn and he would not break her. You only want me to break before you because you are used to running the entire show, but not this time. She watched him as he walked away but when he returned with a knife, the blood rushed out of her face. As he started to cut away she jumped a little away from it as to make sure she wouldn't be cut by it. Standing there, naked, in front of a handsome man, caused her entire body to blush but she tried to keep her eyes up and focused on the wall, or the floor. She was nearly shaking in fear and she knew he would be able to see it. It made her nervous when he circled her. She didn't like it when people were behind her and she couldn't tell what they were doing. After that was when she watched as he walked and got the rod. Her fear of it caused deafness and she didn't hear anything he said, only watched the rod. It was in slow motion to her and when it touched her side, it was like a pain she had never felt before. She screamed so loudly it turned guttural and just as quickly as it started, it stopped. When he walked away she nearly collapsed, grasping the bed post and leaning over it. You know, your cargo wouldn't go missing it if you weren't such an asshole. She didn't like that gleam in his eyes, but she tried to focus on it instead of the searing pain coming from her side.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Oh what a mouth on you! I wonder if it's good for anything else. A better life you say? Well what could be better than this. He said, indicating the rich travesty of the room. Zeno knew she could not, had probably had not even seen, such luxuries. He strode around behind her now, slowly undressing himself. He lifted his sword belt over his head and placed it on his desk. Next, Zeno unclasped his cape and disrobed. As he did so, he spoke from behind her, Cargo also doesn't speak unless spoken to, so remember to keep your peace. I thought a little shearing would have taught you enough but it seems you need to be educated further. Striding around to her field of vision, he stood in front of her with tanned skin and glistening muscles. Years of back breaking ship work had given him an excellent physique, but the scars of battle had wounded not just his face, but elsewhere. Numerous, angry cuts crisscrossed his upper arms and body, and his back revealed signs of a past lashing long ago. As he closed himself to her again, he noticed her body flush with red. Had she not been with another man before? Unceremoniously, he penetrated two fingers into her awaiting cunny, and found it dry and very tight. Zeno looked up in surprise and excitement into Adalind's face. Virgin! Fate has smiled on me today. It seems Cunt was an accurate name for you to bear. He continued penetrating her, motioning his fingers back and forth and increasing the moistness he felt there. Do you know why I ordered us to cross the Mediterranean on such arduous journey? It leaves more time for idleness and rest, well for me at any rate. And what better way to relax with my very own fresh cunny. His fingers showed little hope of slowing, and as he witnessed the rush of emotions over her face, he could not help but increase the speed and intensity.
Thread: The Plunder of War (BennyQ/Alexandria94)

Adalind listened to him, mostly because there was nothing else to do and she was constantly wondering what to do with him. His emotions were so bland, while hers were out there for him to look at and play with. She hated it and would but up a harsh, wall that he wouldn't be able to penetrate, at least she hoped. Her head constantly whipped around and watched him, his every move and action. She was afraid he would do something while she couldn't see him and it made her hands close tighter around the ropes holding her. She knew she would have to keep quiet if she wanted to get out of this night in the least amount of pain possible, but she knew that wasn't likely to happen. She couldn't help her eyes as they traveled when he returned to her. She looked over his chest, then up to his eyes trying not to let them go any further down because she would see something she didn't want to see and it made her take in a deep breath, trying to ignore the fear pounding in her chest. As she looked up at his face when he moved her fingers down between her legs. Because of her bonds she had no where to go and her body locked up as soon as he touched her. From her head to her toes she was nearly crimson as she stared at him. A groan came from her mouth at the feeling of just his fingers inside her. It stretched her and since she was dry it hurt all the worse. She wanted to ask him to be gentle with her, but she wouldn't allow for herself to degrade just for his sake. Not being able to take it anymore she moved her eyes from his face to his chest, hating the smug look that was surely forming on his face. She could feel herself growing wetter and a part inside of her was secretly grateful.