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Thread: The Forest Mage

Tally looked up at him a gentle smile appearing on her face as she watched the night struggle between his formalities and his pride. Well where are ya heading? I'm not to sure which route would be the quickest in your condition. She swung his arm over her, grasping Aldrens' hand tightly as her other arm wrapped around his waist. We'll see how well you do walking and decide from there ok? She picked the more easy path way, although its roads were longer they were gentle slopes and flat terrain. What brings a guy like you to a place like this anyhow? That demon could of killed us both ya know. She teased him referring to his looks and suggesting that he would be better suited in a castle with his kingdom.
Thread: The Forest Mage

Aldren accepted Tally's help. For such a brash attitude, she was surprisingly gentle and caring. It also tickled him slighty when she wrapped her arm around his waist. He managed to keep up with her, albeit he could barely feel his injured leg. He didn't hear the jest in her voice as she spoke. I was on my way home from escorting an important noble - a diplomat, I think - across these hills, he said. I didn't even see that demon until it was practically ripping my horse's guts out. What was that thing anyway?
Thread: The Forest Mage

Rolling her eyes she just held tighter to him. Blushing slightly as she noticed his strong physique she shook the idea out of her head. Well the beast was nothing more than a messenger demon. It might bring havoc on us later, but hopefully we run into some luck, maybe find a horse or something. Who knows. If we dont get closer to town before it gets dark that thing will come back and it'll have its 'friends' with him. He's kiiinda pissed cause I kiiinda locked him in a cave so that his little demon buddies would stay away... Looks away pretending like nothing was her fault. Her green eyes scanning trees. As she was scanning she noticed a few broken branches, but they were different in a way. To many to be from any of the creatures but to few to be from any of the herds that roam this area. Slowing her pace she looked around for other signs disguising her slower pace by seemingly caring for her 'Knight in shining armor' she let go of his arm leaning over tightening the wound on his leg a little.
Thread: The Forest Mage

Aldren had never thought demons were real. Some people said the Black Hills were home to demons, but Aldren never believed them. Besides, as he rode through the woods, he wondered how such fearsome creatures could exist in a setting so peaceful and quiet. Then the beast attacked. In his head, he wished Tally had done a better job locking that monster in the cave. He did not want to have deal with it again - much less its little demon buddies. Aldren noticed Tally slowing her pace and shifting her grip on him. He could sense she was becoming more alert and tense. He looked around too, fearing the demon was coming back. Is something wrong? he asked Tally, instinctively reaching for his sword.
Thread: The Forest Mage

Giving him a hard look she heard a twig snap as a group of thugs rushed in. Damn! I thought so! She said making efforts to pull him backwards. Hope you dont carry much of value cause I dont think were getting away. She said to him as the two thugs who she assumed were lackies wrapped their arms around them. Their breath smelled like rotten meat and they stank of filth and sweat. Get off-a me! Smelly pigs! She said to the one attached at her side.
Thread: Smutty IMRP wanted!

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Thread: Smutty IMRP wanted!

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Thread: Shadow's Request Thread (Smut- and Story-driven plots)

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Thread: Black Araña

Mariah Vanderhaven put everything she had into her new life in the city of angels, but her big city dreams evaporated the second she was given an undercover assignment. The young officer was offered a nice and quiet desk job that would give her more time at home and less time busting scumbags, but having no choice but to except the assignment to gain a much needed promotion she reluctantly agreed. Not long after signing her own death warrant Mariah returns to the streets to search for the source of her newly discovered migraine, a man named Javier. Even though she was delicate and dainty looking she was tough as nails and had one hell of a dirty mouth, but out of all her training in the academy the street smarts she learned during her childhood was intimately what saved her life. She had to go with the chaotic flow of a criminals day to day life or she wouldnt have to worry about employment at all, shed be dead and her hard work would have amounted to nothing and she wasnt about to let that happen.
Thread: Black Araña

Sitting in her beat up old corvette, Mariah Vanderhaven re-adjusted the front of her corset strings, so the material hugged her twin sisters closer, preventing them from falling out and embarrassing her. Looking down at the cleavage that could pass for the Grand Canyon she sighed deeply then dropped her hand from her shirt. Pausing only a second she reached up and pulled her visor down so she could look into the mirror attached to it. She hadnt been out to a night club since she graduated from Hill Crest Academy. To say she was a little on the rusty side would be the understatement of the year when referring to her social skills. She let out an exasperated sigh then flipped up her visor and got out of her car. Ah well, she might as well get into character now, practice made perfect after all. Putting on a confident smile she walked up to the door where a huge, black, bald man was playing the role of a good watchdog, by accepting appropriate customers with one hand and kicking the drunks out with his massive booted feet. The leather and steel on those things looked like something out of a Hellraiser move. Intimidating, maybe sexy, oh hell yeah. As she got closer she felt a steel spring of nervousness curling into a tight coil inside of her, and when she noticed women way more attractive than herself, were being turned away. Swallowing a sudden lump in her throat she began to have second thoughts. Mariah knew she didnt stand a chance against women that looked like they were sexy playboy models. She couldnt possibly compare to them in any way shape or form, especially height. The shiny ebony pumps wrapped around her dainty feet were proof of the fact she was very, vertically challenged. Besides feeling her pride slip to her feet she firmly griped her evil emotions and walked up to the intimidating hunk standing at the door. She instantly gave him one of her best flirtatious smiles just as she held up her ID but not the one with her badge stuck to it of course. She held her breath and waited but oddly enough, she was hoping with all her might that he would fine her slutty enough to let inside. She winced inwardly at the thought of actually wanting to look like a legitimate slut. Mariah was damn lucky her big brother wasnt around to see her dressed like this. Shed never hear the end of it.
Thread: Black Araña

The door man looked the scantly clad woman up and down, his first impulse was to laugh and tell her to hit the road but since she had a legit ID he figured he'd let her handle herself. Bit overdressed for this joint ain't ya? he smirked, Alright, honey, go on in and party but don't come cryin' to my if you can't handle it, he jerked his thumb behind him as the open door where the pulsing, multicolored lights and smooth Latin music created a highly stylized atmosphere. The entrance of a newcomer was not unnoticed by one of the clubs regulars, one Javier Mendez by name. Surrounded by half nude women in tight leather and grinding, pulsing bodies he stood out in his nice white shirt and dark grey slacks and matching jacket. An easily recognizable VIP and co-owner of this club he made it his business to get to know all of the new customers. He watched her from the bar, leaning casually on one elbow, a lit cigarette in his mouth and a glass of something strong in his hand. This woman didn't act like a normal customer...she was looking around, her clothing style was off too...it was too careful, to purposeful. Fifteen years in the business of dodging cops and undercover agents had sharpened his wits and in spite of his lazy, playboy appearance he was still one of the sharpest men in the game. His dark eyes followed her surreptitiously from under arched black brows as he feigned interest in one of the exotic dancers in the neon lit cages.
Thread: Black Araña

Javier watched the woman's display from his end of the bar, she was teasing some poor hapless soul and he was falling all over her. Well, she was gorgeous, Javier couldn't really fault him. In fact, he'd possibly try and talk to her himself before the evening was out. But right now he had something else to be concerned with. He was expecting someone to walk through the door with about twenty grand and an order of custom bullets. He hoped the courier wasn't some greenhorn, if the woman at the bar was a cop things could turn very sour. Several minutes later, to Javier's dismay, the courier arrived. Dressed in an elegant suit and carrying a briefcase, making it obvious to anyone with half a brain that he had goods on him. He gave a subtle signal to his partner Alejandro, a large thug with a shaven head, to go and intercept him. Javier decided that now was the time to engage the lady, if she was a cop he'd distract her while the courier took his delivery back to the VIP room. Hopefully she wouldn't notice. Smoothing back his jet black hair Javier walked over and parked himself on the other side of the lovely lady. Hola, I don't think I've seen you around here before, and I know everyone in this town, he said smoothly. Like an idiot, the courier froze, drawing the eyes of a few club goers. Javier watched out of the corner of his eye as Alejandro walked over to him and began acting like a man surprised to see an uptight acquaintance in a bar.
Thread: Black Araña

The man watching her devour the tasty treat was starting to look like he had a fever. Controlling the bubble in her chest she swallowed her giggles and finally took a sip of her glass. The sudden appearance of another man, apparently now talking to her, made her pause before swallowing the burning hot liquid. Putting the glass down she turned her head to glance at the other guy and tell him to get lost, but she instantly knew letting him go would cause her not only her career but also her life. With practiced control she turned slightly in her stool to give her new company her attention. The other guy hadnt tried to say anything to her but when he saw the other guy sit down and pretty much take over he was going to toss him across the table, but that wouldnt be so smart. He realized the other man was important and dangerous. A random fuck with a hot babe would have to wait, for now. She grinned. Oh, this guy was smooth. Im that obvious huh? She started then paused, a soft blush dusted her cheeks. Ive never been here before She added then turned her head and looked at the bar briefly. Im not from here... but I am looking for work at the moment. She admitted, and she wasnt lying. She hadnt been to this club before and this was only her second time in the city.
Thread: Black Araña

You thinking of working at a place like this? he gestured at one of the cage dancers, I can make that happen, you want a more....respectable job you'd have to go elsewhere, Javier said, to his relief the courier was already at the door to the VIP room, he just needed to keep this woman distracted. My name is Javier Mendez, he held out a large, tan hand for her to shake, If you're looking to get to know this town then I'm the man to talk to, he said. But you do need a job, correct? he rubbed his beard with the hand he had not offered. I take it you are unemployed or are you looking to get a second job that covers expenses your first one doesn't?
Thread: Black Araña

Right now Id shovel shit if I was paid. She said with a lopsided grin. Looking up to the caged dancer he pointed to she took a minute to roam her eyes over the layout of the club then dropped to the hand he was offering her. She placed her hand in his, nodded her head slightly while she firmly squeeze his hand rather than shake. She knew people of the underground circles did things like that. It actually was a way to silently prove ones worth or trust. Respectable jobs are far and few between these days but yes I do need a job and if you can get me hired here Id be eternally grateful. She said sincerely. Tired of being ignored the man to her right raised a hand and waved the bartender over to him. He then ordered the same drink one for himself and one for the lovely lady, with extra cherries of course. He slid the drink over to her elbow, turning her head she glanced down at the glass then the knowing grin on the offers face. She knew that look. Oh hell no!
Thread: Black Araña

Well I'd never ask you to shovel shit, but if you're not opposed to exotic dancing then you can come to the back with me and talk to the other owners of this club, said Javier. When he saw the other man order the woman a drink he frowned and leaned around her so the customer could get a good look at him and his displeased face. One rule regulars of the club always knew to follow If Javier Mendez talks to a woman, you wait until he's finished before you even look at her.
Thread: Black Araña

Mariah was about to answer Javier when he leaned close to her, the man on the right scoffed then inched himself away from her, turning his attention to some random beach bunny. She practically sighed aloud with relief. She didnt want to have to blow her oh-woe-is-me, airhead cover up because of a bar leech that took a little fun too far. Shifting her weight on her right hip she cleared her throat softly with a little cough to break the awkward moment between them before she moved herself back away from Javier. Thank you Id like to do that then. She gave him a soft smile. It surprised her how easy it was for her to do in his presence. People like him were the reason why her father was dead, they caused havoc throughout her entire life and here she was falling for one? Naw, she just met the man. He was sweet but then again, so were all the other rich playboys out there.
Thread: Black Araña

Alright then Chica, you follow me, Si? he gave her a winning smile and stood, his intention was to lead her to the back and away from the VIP room. No need for her to get curious and wander around there, even if she wasn't a cop, he didn't want to have to dispose of a witness....
Thread: Black Araña

Mariah returned the smile he gave her and got off of her bar stool when he stood up. She turned her head to the side and took another look around the room. She was going in the opposite direction from where she noticed the private rooms along one side of a wall. She distinctly remembered seeing people there before. Yes, when Javier sat down beside her there was a character being escorted into what looked like a private or VIP room. She didnt miss him because he wore clothing that stuck out like a sore thumb, but she wasnt going to put her ass in the fire by staring openly at the man. Pulling her focus back in she straightened her spine and followed Javier to the back of the building. A nervous ache in her stomach made her wonder if he wanted her to dance privately for him, or if an erotic dancer was required to give sexual favours as well. She was no whore but she needed to stick as close to this man as possible.
Thread: Black Araña

Javier lead her to a small office in the back where an older man with whitening blond hair and electric blue eyes sat at a desk, Who's this? he asked, his voice raspy and low. Javier introduced Mariah and explained that she was looking for work. This is Raphael Newman, he said to Mariah, He's a co-owner here, How do you feel About exotic dancing? Or would you prefer waitressing? asked Raphael.
Thread: Black Araña

Mariah nodded her head respectfully and smiled at the man she was introduced to. She remembered reading something on this guy but she couldnt put her finger on it yet. Straightening she looked from Javier to the co-owner when asked what position she would prefer. Didnt they just shove you in a hole somewhere and put you to work? She never had someone ask her what job title she wanted, she never had a choice. It would seem this type of business wasnt all so bad, well if you cut out the innocents that die over it that is. I would be happy with either one. She said with a warm smile. Mariah didnt have that fierce beauty most models and strippers had but she was beautiful in an elegant way. Tall but not too tall, her waist was about ten inches smaller than her hips and her breasts were, well they stole the show. She was sweet though, anyone that looked at her could tell that. Oh but she had a temper when pissed.
Thread: Black Araña

Personally I don't think dancing in a cage is the best thing for you, said Raphael standing to circle her. He walked with a slight limp and his right leg made a heavy, thudding sound when it came in contact with the floor, like it was made of wood rather than flesh. You're nice to look at, very fresh, very sweet but you've not got the legs to dance like our women. We don't just pick these girls off the street, they train for almost a year to learn the right moves and techniques, they could dance the ballet if that was what Javier and I wanted....but you'll look nice in a waitress outfit, something that emphasizes those hips and breasts. he cocked his head. Of course, you can still try to train to be one of the dancers if you have the time, the ability to sing would be a real asset to this club but I know that's asking a lot,
Thread: Black Araña

The young woman listened to the advice she was given and was patient when the man named Raphael got up and walked around her. She knew he was inspecting her and when he spoke again she knew she was right. Regardless of her position it seemed she would be close to Javier at times and that was what she needed. Although, learning to dance while waitressing sounded like a better idea than jumping into a cage and shaking her booty like a nun on acid, which would be both awkward and out of the ordinary. Its not asking a lot and I need the work so I will do my best to please you, and Javier. She added after sneaking a quick glance in his direction before returning her attention to the man with the scary yet captivating blue eyes.
Thread: Black Araña

Javier gave her a confident smirk and a wink. She wasn't stupid, she knew better than to argue or fuss, that was good. Having her work here was also good, if she was what he suspected he could keep tabs on her and run her too ragged to pay attention to her surroundings. Of course there was the chance that she was just a regular woman and he was wasting his time. But why take risks? Besides, this place needed new waitresses anyway... Raphael gave a satisfied nod, You'll be under Javier's supervision,do what he says and you'll settle in just fine,
Thread: Black Araña

Mariah smiled then nodded at Raphaels words. Someone was looking down on her today. She was glad to have scored a job in a place Javier was often but working under him wasnt something she could have pulled off if she tried. Part of her wanted to scream danger and run in the other direction but she had a stronger backbone than that. I will thank you. She said gratefully.
Thread: Black Araña

Well, come with me then, I'll show you where you're going to stay while you're here, said Javier. He motioned for her to follow him, he lead her out of the club and a little ways down the road to a motel. All the girls stay here if they're from out of town, there's an empty room on the end there that you can have, it's got a television, a full sized bathroom with a tub and a microwave but that's about it. You can add anything you want as long as you can take it with you when you leave, and don't paint on the walls or bring any guests here without my permission, he said.
Thread: Black Araña

Mariah put her hand on the edge of a table and used it as some sort of support while she turned and bid Raphael farewell, she then moved along, smoothly following Javier out the door. She followed him all the way until they reached the apartment she was going to stay in. Tsk, just a sec She mumbled then frowned and stopped walking. She placed one of her hands on the side of the wall and tilted her body to the left, reaching her hand down she tugged at the lopsided tilt in her high heel shoes. She really had to get used to pumps. She felt stupid for spoiling her feet with sneakers and flat shoes. Then again, in her line of work you were on your feet a lot, heels were not exactly a must.
Thread: Black Araña

Not used to wearing heels? Javier drawled. In truth he wasn't surprised. But why would a woman who wasn't accustomed to heels want to come and work at a club where most of the dancers wore heels as thin and long as pencils? She was out of her element and that roused his suspicion even further....a sexy woman who wasn't good with heels....could mean bad news if he didn't watch it.
Thread: Black Araña

She giggle. Oh no thats not it. She fixed her shoe and pulled out a small pebble to show him. These are new shoes. I bought them before I lost my last job. She sighed softly and placed her foot back down on the floor. These shoes are hard enough to walk in barefoot, I dont have room for anything else in there. She said with an embarrassed grin then looked at the door numbers. So, which one is mine? she asked.
Thread: Black Araña

Javier gave her a look of scrutiny then showed her to the door of her room, This is it, there's a phone book so you can order food and here, he pulled out a pen and a scrap of paper and wrote down his own number, is my number, in case you need me for anything, and he did mean anything ....
Thread: Black Araña

She first glanced down at the scrap of paper then look up at his face. Thanks thats very kind of you. She said, giving him a soft smile before taking the piece of paper. Turning around she opened the door and stepped inside, she paused and looked at Javier. What time should I start my new job? She asked, annoyed she almost forgot to ask. She didnt want to be fired before she even started.
Thread: Black Araña

Tomorrow at noon you come and see me, si, querida ? said Javier giving her his most wolfish grin. I'll teach you how to dance and you can waitress in the evening,
Thread: Ready to lick something (MxF, MxM, FxF)

Is there any other ideas that can fit into FxF?
Thread: Ready to lick something (MxF, MxM, FxF)

sure got any ideas in mind? I can always think of few soon if you want. I'm up for anything and sorry for not replying quicker I didn't see that you wrote here.
Thread: Ready to lick something (MxF, MxM, FxF)

added playing slave
Thread: Ready to lick something (MxF, MxM, FxF)

ill do FxF
Thread: Ready to lick something (MxF, MxM, FxF)

Ok sounds good, what would you like to do?