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Thread: A thief and her bodyguard (funredlips x solace)

Katrina was a bit surprised by her bodyguard's response to her little personal question in that she answered it with such ease and not so much as a flicker to indicate a hint at a truth. The dismissal of the question could indicate that there was indeed someone in her life and it was inappropriate to ask or the dismissal was a ruse, telling Katrina her bodyguard wasn't going to put up with anything. Katrina finally decided that Lilith, her bodyguard, was indeed single, as far as relationships go. Then again, Katrina did feel a pair of eyes on her as she undressed. She had developed a heightened sixth sense of a sort. Put simply, she could tell whenever someone could see her. She knew her bodyguard at least watched her as she took off the pantyhose by the way her hair stood on the back of her neck. It was a tiny feeling, but once you knew how to read the signs, a whole new world of possibilities opened up. Surely the bodyguard wasn't into women, into her. Katrina quickly dismissed that idea as well thinking the bodyguard was only doing her job a little too well. Her bodyguard's eyes were locked onto hers, but Katrina wasn't about to give her the satisfaction of gaining a foothold on her just yet. She returned the stare even as Lilith spoke of changing behind closed doors. More than half the staff in this place is male. It wouldnt be good to have one of them walk in here while youre less than dressed. her bodyguard had lectured to her. Katrina was quick with the response, Well I would be more than happy to entertain any prying eyes. Think of the door as an open invitation to anyone willing to brave it. A smirk formed on Katrina's lips as she continued to stare right at her bodyguard. The bodyguard was a quick one, Katrina was sure of that, she was going to have to think of something clever to get Lilith away for just one minute. Suddenly, Katrina's expression turned as if Lilith had struck a sensitive topic. Katrina would have to play this excuse up and make sure the bodyguard believed every word of it. No...I don't have anywhere I need to be. Unfortunately, the daughter of such wealthy parents isn't allowed to go out into the common world or even have friends or acquaintances. It's just going to be me...alone...again, like every damn day of my life. Katrina leaned back against the bed breaking eye contact with her bodyguard. If you don't mind I would like to go to sleep. You can check out your room or whatever, but I expect you to be ready first thing in the morning. Katrina turned on her side facing away from Lilith, And if you don't mind, would you please take the clothes down to the washroom. You'll find Annette, she'll know what to do. Katrina tried to sound as depressed as she could be. She would do anything to get her bodyguard to leave for just one moment, but she knew of course that this tactic would really only work once, unless that is, her bodyguard was a real idiot after all.
Thread: A thief and her bodyguard (funredlips x solace)

Lilith couldnt help the look of confusion and shock that fell upon her features as she heard Katrinas response to her remark about the door being opened. It was the only sign that Katrina had actually broken through her composure during the day. She let her eyes wonder once more towards Katrinas body as her mind seemed to think that anyone passing by an opened door and seeing this could be a liability for the security of the place. She had a good idea why her parents would insist on a female bodyguard more than anything now. She nodded before shaking her head a bit to get her thoughts straight once more. If youre tired then you should rest. Ill go take your clothes downstairs. I do need you to know that the only time that I wont be around is while youre sleeping. If you want something from somewhere in the house you should let someone in the staff know instead of going yourself. She kneeled down to pick up the articles of discarded clothing from the floor before turning to leave. If you need anything all you need is to call. Im sure Ill be able to come quickly. My room is very close to yours. And as for the door, I understand that you dont mind but to keep the staff in order and not distracted I ask that you try to keep it closed while changing anyway. Im sure you can understand. She spoke gesturing somewhat with her eyes at Katrinas red attire once more before closing the doors and moving away from the room. She looked down at the watch on her wrist. Shed most likely come back and check in an hour to see that everything is fine. She had only agreed to leave Katrina by her own because she knew security would still keep near her bedroom doors and that guard were patrolling the gates. She didnt think it could be easy to dodge all of that even if Katrina just wanted to get a sandwich. A part of her felt bad for Katrina once more, she felt as thought the girl wouldnt be alone even if he just wanted a glass of water. She wasnt sure weather or not it was as sad as Katrina had made it sound, but her lifestyle didnt sound appealing. After taking care of the Katrinas clothes the first thing she did was rid herself of the heels they had given her. The clothes alone were a bit uncomfortable to do her job in and she knew the heels wouldnt help much. She opened one of the boxes that were now filling her room and pulled out a pair of silver ballet flats to at least match her.well uniform is what she would have to call it either way. She sure is something. She mumbled to herself thinking back on Katrinas first question. And the way she asked it to. Wouldnt it have been better to ask weather or not Im in a relationship instead of who I might be banging? Her thoughts were interrupted as a small alarm went off on her wrist. Guess I should check that everything is fine.
Thread: A thief and her bodyguard (funredlips x solace)

As soon as the door shut, Katrina moved quickly, but more importantly she moved quietly. Underneath her bed was a pair of clothes already waiting to be worn and a backpack with her essential tools. She slipped on a pair of worn torn black jeans that hugged her body to show off the nice curves of her teen body. Next was the tank-top to match the jeans, but over that, she wore a black hoodie. When she was finished dressing, which only took her half a minute, she picked up her backpack and walked over to the balcony. She slipped between the curtains and carefully opened the balcony doors. She knew the bodyguard would at least come check on her once tonight, just because she was new. The bodyguard would probably come in about an hour. The thought reminded Katrina. Carefully she moved out of the balcony and back to her bed where she pulled out stuffing for the bed to make it appear like she was there. The last finishing touch was a black wig to match her hair that she placed on one of the pillows. She left a couple strands of hair out so at first glance it would look like someone was there. With that, Katrina proceeded back out to the balcony. Below her, was a sizable drop, but luckily for her, there was a drainage pipe that ran right alongside leading to the ground. Katrina had extensively studied parkour, the art of free running and maneuvering obstacles. This small obstacle was nothing, so long as she didn't gain too much weight that is. She stood on the ledge of the balcony and reached out to the pipe and quickly moved down the length. Once she hit the ground she turned and quickly bolted for the hedge with the open fence space. Katrina was home free now and soon she was able to explore the world at her own leisure. As she began to walk on the sidewalk to the street next to her house, she set a timer on her watch and brought the hood up to cover her head. What to do with so little time?
Thread: Partners in Crime

Lydia felt miles away from her body. Somewhere far off she felt herself being shaken. Mmmm... was all she could manage at first, then some brief snatches of words that might have sounded like speech. Lydia had no way of knowing. Her head and her hands and feet felt so heavy, and her mind was so fuzzy that she couldn't exactly crystalize a thought. Lydia's parents had wanted a genius daughter - and this is what they had gotten. Lydia was a girl of unparelleled brilliance and cleverness, but also hyperactive, emotionally stunted and nearly impossible to control. She was always going off into flights of fancy on this or that theory or invention, would make assertions that seemed like impossible logical leaps and held very many unorthodox opinions in sciences and on life in general. For example, she saw hair and clothing as unhealthy and unnecissary. At a young age she had chemically rendered herself hairless, and refused to wear clothing, shoes or jewellry or any kind, claiming they felt smothering on her skin, clouded her mental faculties and weakened her immune system. The staff had long ago stopped trying to get her to wear clothes. They hadn't given up on trying to control her, though this often had them resorting to drugs. After one of Lydia's experiments blew up the old dormetory building last week they had taken to sedating her. And there she lay, in a state of semiconciousness. Go away, ge' out... My room... She pouted as she was shaken and spoken to. She felt herself waking, and desperately wanted to stay asleep. If she came up too soon she knew someone would be in to put more of that horrible soup in her mouth with the sedative in it, or worse, inject her with something. Lydia had a desperate fear of needles. She had been lying on her tummy, but now shoved back, violently, agaianst her assailent and rolled over onto her back, her arms and legs splayed out over her bed. She was a tall girl by outside standards at 5'11, but actually short for a genetically engineered girl. Her hair, back when she had any, had been dark red, and her eyes were green. Her skin was very pale, and she was reguarly cleaning it up chemically and with lasers she would build out of random bits and bobs. Absently she began to drool slightly out of one corner of her mouth, and to rub her tummy with one hand... Making lazy circles... Before she had been pulled out of her drug addled sleep she had been having the nicest dream she had invented an interstellar communicatorteleporter and had travelled to an alien world where she had been making love to giant octopus people. Her hand slid down her tummy until it found her warm, wet, parted lips and her fingers began stroking them drunkenly, her thumb grinding down on smooth skin until it found sensative flesh... And then getting lost again as her hand forgot what it was doing... And then loving back again and starting over, all in consort with the rhythmic nature of her breathing. Mmmm... Take me, Quygar... She muttered to her imagined alien lover.
Thread: Partners in Crime

Kyshek shook her head slowly. Your room? Yeah, sure. Wake up, tell me if you're my roomma- She didn't get to finish her sentence, because before she realized what was happening, she was shoved back. It wasn't far, but it shocked her, especially when the girl rolled over onto her back. Ky had to admit, she wasn't bad to look at. She looked tall, maybe an inch or two shorter then her, bald, white, with no skin imperfections she could see. For a minute or two, Kyshek simply watched as this naked woman tried to wake up, and when she started to rub her stomach, Ky thought she might actually sit up. That was when she noticed that the hand was moving lower, and that drool was coming from the side of her mouth that she realized she was still out cold. The taller girl sighed, shaking her head, pinching the bridge of her nose, looking up to see that the bald girl was now fingering herself, and muttering something about someone named 'Quygar'. Well, I can get some answers after I wake her up. Let's try this again, she said to herself, planting herself next to the other's bed, grabbing her roughly by the shoulders and pulling her up into a sitting position. Hey, sleeping beauty! Open your eyes and stop masturbating before I tape your hands behind your back! She moved so that she could get a firm grip behind the sleeper, moving her arms underneath her armpits to give Ky the leverage she needed. In one smooth movement, she pulled the bald girl off the bed, standing her lazily on her feet, supporting her until she woke up. Her hands rested just below the other's breasts, her own nicely sized chest pressed against her back through the uniform shirt. Her bare feet, which still felt odd against the floor, actually helped her keep her balance. I'm starting to wonder whether or not I should just drop you. I think I will unless you snap out of whatever drugs you're on and tell me who the hell you are!
Thread: Partners in Crime

Mmmm... Then drop me... Lydia swayed drawsily on her bare feet. Reaching behind her she felt around until she found the other girl's leg, then followed up until she found the other girl's crotch, found the unmistakable outline of a semi-erect penis. That shook some cobwebs away. Drop me on the floor, but only if you intend on laying into me when I'm down there... She leaned her head back until it was on the slightly taller girl's shoulder, looking her in the face. Though she was still having trouble focusing her eyes, she could see enough. You're new... I'm Lydia, you've got the right room... Other futa girls tell you where to find a good time? Well... She gave the girl's penis a little squeeze through the thick fabric of her cargo pants. They were pranking you, but they weren't wrong... I can't resist... Too much seditive... What day is it? The sudden thought seemed to make her forget about her sexual advances as she looked around her room for the first time. Mmm... Seriously, though, she said, snapping back to reality, or close to it. If you're going to fuck me, could you at least put me back on my bed... I promise not to report you...
Thread: Partners in Crime

Kyshek chuckled when she felt the hand on her leg move up to grope at her other 'gift'. Well, she couldn't be sure because of all the drugs this other girl seemed to be hyped up on, but she seemed pretty straight-forward. Ky pushed her hips against Lydia's hand ever so slightly, grinning down at the slightly shorter girl. My name is Kyshek, although based on the way things are going, you can call me Ky. I didn't talk to many people, but I know where to find a good time for myself. She leaned her head down, nipping lightly at Lydia's neck before dragging her back to the bed and laying her down gently. It's Thursday, and if you want me to fuck you, you have to show me you're worth it. Otherwise, well otherwise you'd have nothing to report either way. She winked, tossing her a cocky smile as she forced her now more noticeable erection under control, placing a hand on her hip, the other hand cupping her chin. Kyshek normally wasn't any good at reading people, but the girl on the bed seemed smooth, like she didn't have much of a very rough life. Something told Ky that things were bound to get interesting, especially if she was responsible for the burned out building she had passed by. Still, she wondered why Lydia wasn't wearing the uniform like anyone else. She'd ask, but now didn't exactly seem the right time, especially when there was the possibility of getting down and dirty.
Thread: Looking for Persona 3 or 4 [MxF]

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Thread: Acid it's on the hunt! [F looking for anything]

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Thread: Roleplaying Delight!  Smut or Plot....YOU decide! ;)

RE MxF Roleplaying Delight! Smut or Plot....YOU decide! Hello, I am curious what is your opinion of Furry, I would love a furry partner and I like equal amounts of smut and plot. Basically a nice plot but with smut, a decent amount..to much bores me and too little drags out. So please pm me PS I am not restricted to Furry, just a semi craving atm
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Thread: m// Write Some Beautiful Filthy Things With Me

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Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

Do you feel you are owed a response when someone doesn't want to role-play with you? Why? Does it bother you when someone doesn't reply or just vanishes without a word? Why? I see this a lot when people complain about role-playing and I find the sense of entitlement in the complaint to be a bit amusing. Looking over different profiles and request threads, I would say a good 70 of the people here have a note somewherein their bio, in their sig, in their request thread, etc. about how you MUST tell them when you're not interested in role-playing with them. With that many people who are upset about being treated that wayand no doubt, they treat others the way they wish to be treated and never just silently ignore notes they'd rather not respond to you have to wonder where the perpetrators are. I've been doing this for 4 years and have literally lost my ability to be phased by sudden disappearances which happen so frequently, it is an expected outcome at some point during the process. How many of you have completed a role-play? As in, you guys didn't just decide to quickly tie a knot on it and call it done, but actual beginning, middle and end, finished . Do you always respond when you get a message, even to tell someone you don't wish to role-play with them? Do you always let your partner know when you're done with a role-play or you aren't going to be around to reply? Personally, I get a boner from telling people no, so I'll usually respond to unwanted solicitation but I am interested in Blue Moon's odd sense of decorum and the motivation behind it.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

I'm pretty equanimitous about things. I accept that shit happens, tech breaks and broadband bills don't always get paid on time. I take virtually nothing personally when it comes to online forums. Generally I'll drop a polite PM after a week or so, just checking in with the person and asking if they're still interested in the RP. I'll look at when they were online but really only to determine whether they're still active on BM. Depending on how much I was enjoying the RP, I may drop another pm in another week or so, again polite in tone and reiterating that I'm not in any rush so long as I know the other player's still on board. After a month of zero contact I write the other player off and consider myself free to recast andor restart the RP if I choose. If a player pops up after a few months with a courteous pm and an explanation of what's going on with them, then I'll pick up a thread - if I'm interested, if it's still doormant and if I feel able to take on the extra commitment. Generally as you can see I'll use my signature to keep people informed about my availability. If I'm going on hiatus for any length of time, then I'll send out PMs but otherwise I expect people to be as patient with me as I am with others. Life's really too damn short to stress about posting frequency and I always value quality writing over quantity and frequency. There's no point badgering people to post because all you get for your trouble is a half-assed reply tossed together out of a sense of obligation well it's all they get out of me if I'm successfully pressured into a response. Sometimes people are just uninspired. Not as if threads are going to go anywhere in the meantime. I actually tend NOT to approach people who are angsty and embittered about posting lengthfrequencyetc in their request threads. Like any new partner, I have no desire to be treated like a disappointment waiting to happen. It also smacks of immaturity to me and I'm not going to spend what should be my recreational time appeasing some snot-nosed teeny-bopper with the patience and attention span of a 3 year old on skittles. So there ya have it. Equanimity in all things padawan. ETA If I'm getting impatient PMs off of a co-writer, I'll tell them what my schedule is and remind them that I aim for 2 or 3 quality posts per week, not per day. If they're reassured by me replying to the PM promptly and patient enough to accept my timescale for things, great. If they get their knickers in a knot or become irksome, I'll drop the RP even if I was really enjoying it. BM is just supposed to be a bit of fun. If I feel like I'm constantly justifying having a life to someone then it sucks the fun out of the RP, along with my interest.