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Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

Hahaha...just like Christmas, isn't it? he teased her, softly reaching down and pulling onto the bell and subsequently, her nipple. Smiling, he continued to drive, this time slower as soon as they were close. Then, taking a rock he then left the pedal on as he watched the car slowly sink to a swamp just after he untied her from the rear bumper. No hope of getting back for this little Jap. Hehe...you look just fine. he said, smiling as he lead her, as a dog would be led by it's leash, towards the camp, after walking down a small slope. Near the entrance was a tall fence with wires. on the other side, many torture techniques were punished a Horse walker with women following along their leashes as they were jogged, some buried up to their mouth drooling in their ball gag while others remained hogtied and suspended near a warehouse-like building. Leading her along, attention was soon focused towards her even as other men began to 'process' other girls from a truck. Though some resisted, they were stripped to their underwear, tied together and ball gagged. This was to be her fate...a sex slave.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

She looked at him as his hands came closer to the bell and felt the gentle tug. Her eyes went wide as she bent forward with his pull groaning in pain. He then walked like nothing happened back to the drivers seat and continued driving. She let out a soft groan as he had to follow him, each step made her breasts giggle with the bells moving as well. She continued to jog as best as she could behind the man, she hated being on this position however she clearly knew that she had no way of slowing down. Watching him stop the car made her pant and she could not help but to be happy when she saw him taking off the rope. However watching the car sink into the water dropped her on her knees as she began crying once again, all her work was now ruined. She felt the tug as he began walking, standing up she had no choice but to follow him even though she wanted no less than to run away from him. Watching the scene before her as she entered the place was something out of the worst bondage movie. Girls tied all over the place and some of them tortured. Most of them showed signs of tears just like Miko had on her face. The eyes of all the people were set on her, the new girl. She tried time after time to get out of the damn rope on her arms however it was clearly not possible so she just gave up. She looked at him wanting him to stop already so she could have a break, Pweashe...stophs..... Her knees were already shaking and she was loosing the balance. She was horrible at running and the fact that she never jogged more than what she did a little while ago her legs were almost like jello.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

Let you go? Why would I do that? he asked, smiling as he painfully ripped out one nipple clamp, leaving her right nipple utterly sore. With her pained squeal, the man laughed as he then began to push her forward. She was brought before a man working near a furnace, pounding his hammer against a hard slab of metal. There were two anvils one that was a perfectly flat surface, another that had notches where metal would fall under and a small hole to pour hot metal onto. Roughly forced forward, the man pinned her head against the special anvil. Number 109. said Daz. When the burly blacksmith asked how she was taken, he replied Fresh off the catch! he said, smirking as he fitted the soft parts of the collar, pure heavy metal laid upon her neck. The bottom piece fit well onto the lower notch, fitting the other he matched the top portion, sealing it with a pair of pliers. Forced to stand right after, already the weight had begun to press on her, showing just how hard it was to stand much less run with such an object that felt like it weighed about a pound. Guns were abrasively pointed against her, watching the spectacle, hands pulled on her hair as her gag was removed and they groped onto her breasts before she was thrown onto the sand facefirst. Before her man sipping a drink sat on a lounge chair with an umbrella covering him from the sun. Flanked by two guards, from his sunglasses he watched as three girls bound on wooden stakes in the water suffered their torture, each accompanied with a buoy that controlled their vibrators. Hearing their gagged moans and screams against the waves, nothing provided him much more pleasure, hearing them collectively squeal when he pressed a button, their writhing forms a treat for the eyes. Looking down on the new arrival, the man lowered his sunglasses. Welcome to this small, humble island, young miss. I am afraid this concludes the part where you retain your freedom. But, given how I am a good host, I'll give you a choice tell me what you came here for and where the other slave is, or we'll have to beat the answer out of you. What shall it be? he said as a man brought forth the camera she had in her possession. He took it from him, gazed and turned it around a little bit before throwing it down on the ground, shrugging. A photographer, eh? What happened? Did the CIA send you here? the man asked, as he pressed his sandal-laden foot onto her breasts dejectedly. What 'other' slave? Did some one else escape and she was thought to be the one who freed that person?!
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

She groaned as she was taken near a blacksmith for what she could gather. Forcing her on her knees she felt the ground hitting her knees roughly before her head was forced over the anvil. She heard their conversation and how a collar was fitted around her neck, the damn thing was heavy. She knew very well that she could not do much with how much the collar weighted and the fact that she could not take it off just added to everything. She was then forced on her feet and froze as the guns were pointed at her. She looked at the man touching her in those places and she could not help but to scream and cry, she wasn't able to defend herself and was at the mercy of these men. She whimpered as she saw the man asking questions and press his sandal against her, she needed to talk that was no question about it. S...Sir please, I am no photographer for any government agency...m...my name is Mikoto Mishida, I am a photographer for an American wildlife magazine. I was out in the woods trying to get some birds on camera when I picked up this place and took a few pictures of it. Please sir I promise I won't tell anybody anything j...just let me go please I beg you. I...I have my Id, i...it was on my car that your men threw to the lake. I really are a nature photographer, l...look at the pictures before the ones in the facility...t...they are all of birds and of animals... please....I...I don't know anything about another person I was here alone. I know nobody in here... she figured another person was kidnapped as well but she was looking for herself at that moment.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

MIKO groaned as she felt the first hit on her side, she could do nothing to stop it or nothing to dodge it. They kept hitting her time after time not really caring for her well being. II dont know any other prisoner I really dont she was crying her eyes were red with all the crying she had been made to do. They continued kicking and hitting her until they grew tired and Miko was left on a puddle of her former self. Her sides hurt a lot and she could not even kneel. Her entire body ached as she was forced up and taken away to one of the beams that she saw the girls being restrained. Weak and without any strength she could not fight when they tied her and then placed the gag back on her mouth. She could feel tears falling down her cheek however clearly they would have nothing with her talking. The feeling of the handcuffs coming out was something good but then it was replaced with rope, she tried to get out but it was not meant to be. The dildo was then forced inside her while her feet were tied behind the beam causing her to being restrained like that. She cried out as she felt finally the collar being attached to the beam. Watching them leave her there was something that she dreaded, she was no longer free however somebody will come rescue her. She knew that kind of hope would get her killed but she had no other choice but to hope. The vibrator deep inside her cunt was doing its job as she felt the first orgasm wash over her, she screamed out loud as she shivered and moaned. She knew then that the point of this was to tire her out even more. She looked at each side at both woman and whimpered, she was clearly fucked and clearly she was confused with somebody else.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

The tropical sun beat down upon the three's naked bodies, along with all the others who stayed outside whether by will or by force. Bodies sweat and reek of arousal fluids, many driven to tears whilst drooling in various gags. A sadist's paradise and a woman's nightmare, all while the ringleader, the man dressed in fanciful silks watched a few girls bound in the sea water onto wooden posts. Watching them gurgle and scream out for mercy, he sipped some juice relaxing in the heat. Of course, relaxation was something denied to the three girls bound up on posts, legs drawn up with ankles bound to their thighs, knees pointing straight to the ground. With most of her weight placed upon her knees, truly the position would wear her down gradually. Half an hour passed and the captives sagged on their bonds. 0109 cried out with a guttural moan that echoed from her throat, shortly before hanging her head down low. A stream of spittle slowly dripped form her lower lip against her naked breast, hardened pink peaks splattered with a little bit of her drool. Eyes half-lidded and hair slightly bright from the sweat, she panted without little regard to her saliva dripping onto her body, her body weakly convulsing as she endured another orgasm. A human's cock or hand can grow tired. A mechanized toy would not, easily bringing her to crest over climax after climax. Huiiiiii! Fhuuuuuu! cried out the kidnapped journalist, head looking up as she endured the orgasm, a shrill gagged scream bursting out of nowhere as she hung her head, eyes glazed over from extreme arousal. 0056, meanwhile, had trouble keeping her quiet front up. Her otherwise apathetic gaze softening up, the tension at her joints, arms and lower leg areas slowly building. Huu...Hehh...Ehguhhh... her silence broken, the tall and mature woman wriggled softly, feeling the heat slowly build. Huuhg...Ehhgh...Hu..hu..hu...hu...EGHHUUUUHHH! Hauuu...ohhmuhguhhh... ascending into her climax, she tried her best to implore anyone, but as she endured the orgasm, her semblance of self-control collapsed. Like a small boat braving a large tidal wave she crashed hard into her orgasm, jerking alive just when she loosened up from being strangled held up at the post as such. Slick juices slowly dripped from her thighs, her feminine honey shed as she panted. Huuhh...Fhmmuuhh... Hopeless, hopeless as they endured the bondage, all alone.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

She wanted out of there, she wanted to go back home and have a beer while watching the sunlight go down from the ceiling of her house. Crying she was left there, forgotten and with the intention of letting her die a long gruesome death. She had already given up on rescue in the few hours that passed, countless orgasms were felt all over her body, it was hard to keep thinking straight. The side of her mouth drooled which landed on her breasts, she was out of it. Taking her out from the pole meant having to carry her, she didn't thought she would have the strength to walk. The two girls at either side were in a similar position, the two girls also gave up. Miko closed her eyes as she felt another orgasm wash over her body, she was sensitive, very sensitive. Finally her body succumbed and her limbs stopped functioning. She gave up, she didn't care if she died right at that moment she was going to faint. Her energy was spent, and clearly she had nothing left, not even her name. Miko's sight began to get blurry, she slowly closed her eyes, they were heavy so very heavy. Finally after spending countless hours bound in the same position she closed her eyes and her body seemed to give up. She fainted while restrained to the pole, that was something she would never want to experience again.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

What seemed like 'forever' took but a mere hour and half as the guards soon returned to where they had bound the trio. 0056 and 0109 were trembling, eyes glassy staring emptily ahead or slumped down. Reduced to nothing more than occasionally quivering sacks of flesh, from time to time a pained gasp or a guttural moan would escape from their throats as a climax would no doubt wash over them. Tired to the point where they simply gave up and so deep were they in their despair that they simply took in everything and paid no attention to their surroundings. Rise and shine, sluts! he said, splashing some cold water over their bodies as with a lamenting groan, the two girls roused to wakefulness, eyes red from shedding too many tears as they were untied, collapsing to heaps on the ground as they were granted relief. Hey, look at this bitch. Being all uppity and shit. said one guard of Mikoto, lifting her head up only to notice that she was unconscious. Hand against her left breast, feeling her heatbeat they knew that she wasn't dead meat...yet. The two girls were then forced to stand, bound neck and neck as they were led away, despite their mewlings from the ball gag. Knowing that the girl has had enough, she was blindfolded, ball-gagged and bound in a straightjacket with bondage gloves fitted over her hands as she was thrown to a cold cell, naked aside from her panties wet from the orgasms she had endured and the straight jacket. Robbed of most of her senses, she remained in the cell, as do other slaves who now suffer in solitary confinement.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

Miko woke up only to find herself in a locked room. There was nothing there not even a bed, groaning she sat on the ground only to find her body in some sort of suit. Her eyes went wide as she discovered that she was in a crazy jacket. She tried to get out but clearly it was impossible. The panties she had on were still wet from all the orgasms she went through. Miko could feel that she was drooling still from the ballgag. She crawled to a corner of the room and used the wall to rest her back. She tried to find anything with her foot however she found nothing around. There she was in a crazy suit, gagged blindfolded and with stained panties. She could not believe that this could get any worst, she was still tired so this would be the perfect opportunity to get some rest. She let her body drop to the ground as she quickly fell into a deep sleep, it didn't matter that she was restrained however she was very tired and by that the sleep came rather easy. She had no idea where she was but at the moment she felt stupid to even wonder about escaping.
Thread: Nothing is picture perfect.

There was nothing else in her figurative world trapped in the darkness and silence, as if...detached from the world entirely. Forced to deliberate on the shame and the events that took place, the isolation was designed to torment the slave trapped there, as the hours would go on by. If they had been especially naughty a vibrator would be attached, but Daz found it redundant and simply left her there, in the white room for over two hours, perhaps to deliberate on her new position in life as another man's fucktoy. Soon enough, in the dying hours of night, the door slid open as almost foreign hands came to fondle her lower parts. Forcing the girl up, without even knowing what was happening they slipped on a chastity belt, fitting a lubricated vibrating dildo and an anus plug inside of her as the belt was fitted with a padlock, leaving her now filled with two foreign invaders in her lower regions, humming painfully low to prevent orgasm. A kiss to her cheek was given as what felt like chains were connected to where her arms were bound, forcing her to stand up, putting pressure on her feet. Spread out, she remained semi-suspended, legs spread out as she stood, furthering the torment while she was forced to stand, unable to sleep while drooling. Deaf, blind and unable to feel anything but the drooling from the gag or the painfully low arousal that refused to bring her to orgasm, she was jerked from the deep sleep and back into a nightmare.
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Yep. I'm not the sister though, maybe more of a quiet, attractive girl... Yep. I'm not the sister though, maybe more of a quiet, attractive girl....
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Sounds good Hotbabe, so, who's interested in playing the sister?
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

I could play the sister and one girl who talks her into it as well heheh evil sceame
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

If each of you play two girls each, I think we can have enough fun, how about it? D
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Yeah sounds good. I'll play a popular girl and a quiet, lonely girl. Maybe she can get pressured into it...
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Hello...I'd like to possibly be involved with this...I'd love to hear more details about who will be joining if I may be able to.
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

I would do the neko one
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

oh yea..i forgot to mention i'd wanna do the neko story lol
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Well, I created a new thread for girls interested in the Neko story. As for the ones interested in the Influence from Friends part, do you think we could discuss kinks and cravings before I start us off?
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

anything but anal and gore
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

wildkat said anything but anal and gore Click to expand... Sounds good! Anything else that you might want to mention?
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

nope just one question am i still the sister?
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Yes you are!
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

okay cool
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Are you still looking for any girls at the sleepover?
Thread: Group Search: Girls needed

Yes I am... could you PM me, please?
Thread: Something Different V2 ( Looking For Submissives. )

Updated to Something Different V2 Changed QA section slightly New plot added, old one removed
Thread: Engine Heat (Interest Check)

Rough sketch! Will make a decent character profile thread if we have enough people interested! Feel free to sketch away! Keep in mind that this is still aimed at 'some' realism. So perfect characters will be ignored. Character template below. Code bNameb bNick Nameb bApparent Ageb bSexualityb StraightbiLesbian bGenderb MaleFemaleOther bCivilian Appearanceb When not at work bWork Appearanceb When on the track bBiob Small background, perhaps pre-established connections with certain players. bPersonalityb A small glimpse at how heshe might react in situations. bTalentsFlawsb Most choose at least one work and one sexual talent. With each talent comes two flaws. bHard nob Something that you or your character will never do
Thread: Engine Heat (Interest Check)

going to be the insane MechanicGreasejunky Name Kirsten Nick Name Greasemonkey Apparent Age 19 Sexuality StraightbiLesbianBI Gender MaleFemaleOtherFemale Civilian Appearance punk looking always wearing little clothing sometimes it may even be weird. bWork Appearanceb The mechanic's suit that the handler makes her wear. bBiob She was pretty much no parents no family so she was going around doing odd jobs. She was also living part time in an insane home cause of some of the things she says. She was soon found by Alex handler in her insane home working on one of the homes cars making it go again. When asked if she would like to work on Alex's bike she said Oh yes Engines make me cum. which got her strange looks but also noted why she was there in the first place. She then joined the team but it seems she is always with one other person from the team at all times usually one of the girls . If the handler can't be there to watch over her it was one of the other girls but mostly the handler. bPersonalityb insane but friendly and loves to be working on an engine. bTalentsFlawsb Insaneshe is insane says off the wall stuff and do off the wall stuff out of controlif she is not watch she will go crazy causing all kinds of trouble just to get around an engine SlutShe is called a slut cause when she works on a engine it gets her all hot and therefore will sleep with anyone willing just to have an orgasum. masterbates with her tools'she has been spotting making out with her engine by rubbing her woman hood against it or using her tools to get off. bHard nob work on the tech or drive and no gore or mutilation.
Thread: Engine Heat (Interest Check)

Hey you definitely should add more corporations that drivers and other teams can revolve around. If you do that I'd be interested definitely. Also it would be a good idea to add to the character sheet what team the character belongs too. Also maybe a spot for the head of those corporations that oversee the teams, or even make a league out of it with General Managers and such that oversee the races. That would be some cool additions.
Thread: Three pair, and one set. ((Me X Epic))

Thomas smiled as he put the last of the boxes into his new apartment. The building was bit ghetto and in a bad part of town but the bouncer didn't really care. He looked every inch the part, seven foot tall dead even, sapphire blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, brushed back and kept in a ponytail. He was wearing a wife beater under a dark red shirt, black cargo pants, and steel toed boots. He was muscular, but still lean A few scars on hi face including a wicked looking one that went down his left eye. Relaxing in his large leather sofa he popped open a bottle of whiskey.
Thread: Three pair, and one set. ((Me X Epic))

Penny had hear that there was a new neighbour that had just moved in and she had told Max and carol that she thought somebody was moving in but they hadn't been that excited. Penny had dressed in a white plain shirt and some jeans since she didn't really want to seem like she was too eager. Penny walked out of the apartment and walked to the one where the new guy had moved too, the other two just watched from the apartment, watching Penny. Penny took a deep breath as she waited for the door to open, she was holding a bottle of wine, a welcome gift
Thread: Three pair, and one set. ((Me X Epic))

Thomas had lost his shirt during the and just jumped in the shower when he heard the door. Putting on a towel, he went to answer it figuring it was the Chinese food he'd ordered. He gave himself a glance in the mirror, and smirked his broad hard pecks and abs looking back a him. The towel went to just below his knees and a bit of water still hung to his form. Opening the door, he smiled s a perky blond was standing their, he smile, Well Hello you are not the Chinese delivery guy but if you are, I need to order from that place more often.
Thread: Three pair, and one set. ((Me X Epic))

Penny smiled a little and lifted up the wine bottle hello, I'm Penny, your new neighbour she said softly with a smile, she glanced down at his body, especially those abs... Did I disturb you in the middle of something? She asked softly as she looked at him
Thread: Three pair, and one set. ((Me X Epic))

Thomas smiled motioning for the girl to come inside he said, Nah, I was in the shower, but make yourself at home, and I'll be out and we can split my Whiskey and your Wine. Five minutes later Thomas came back into the front room. Pouring both of them a triple shot of whiskey he smiled at the blond. He was wearing a pair of knee length shorts with crimson silk boxers peeking out occasionally His hair was brushed straight back and seemed slightly damp. Smirking as her he said So Penny, anything I should know?