Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: A farmer's bargain ( Wolvenrogue and Talin)

Handing off the food, she kept her eyes above his waist when she realized that not only were his pants gone but his shorts were too. Biting her lip she took his hand, hers smooth and his calloused. As he undid the many buttons expertly she quivered, excitement and fear coursed her veins. Her blue eyes locked on his, she missed nothing, and the tear silently broke her heart. Embarrassed that she had seen him weaken, she closed her eyes until she felt him pull her dress from her shoulders. Opening her eyes she met his gaze once more as he drug her dress down her small body. Her breasts were large for her body, free they hung closer to her body so it was easier to hide them. The dusky pink nipples were beaded the only thing hidden from his sight was behind her thin blue panties. It was only bathing, he wouldnt take her while the baby slept right there, perhaps later once they were to turn in for the night. Sliding her hands up she hooked the panties and pulled them off for him to see all of her, like she could see him. Her eyes took his form in, bare before her he looked younger, hard muscles lined his body from his chest to his calves. His torso was tan and letting her eyes lower it was obvious he liked what he saw. This knowledge scared her immensely, Robert... I am scared, but its only a bath for now, correct?
Thread: A farmer's bargain ( Wolvenrogue and Talin)

Just a bath he said guiding her into the bucket. He took a sponge and a lump of homemade soap and gently washed her body. He held her hands up over her head and gently washed beneath her arms and down her sides then gave attention to each breast lifting its weight and washing beneath it . He washed her back and her bottom. then each arm and her shoulders and neck. Last he knelt and washed each leg starting at the bottom and working up to the top of each thigh and carefully washing their joining. the space between her thighs was small as she stood in the small bucket so he soaped his hand and used his fingers instead. carefully washing each fold as knelt in front of her. When he was finished, he care fully rinsed her by dipping water from the bucket with a tin cup. He helped her out of the bucket, and gently dried her with a towel. Then when he had finished he again leaned in and gave her a kiss. This one longer and more passionate than before. He then broke the kiss and stepped into the bucket waiting his turn to be washed by her. He spoke not a word, but the tenderness in his eyes spoke volumes.
Thread: A farmer's bargain ( Wolvenrogue and Talin)

Following obediently Opal stepped into the bucket, she felt ridiculous standing before this man like she was, but she held her tongue. The retort of youve already given me my bath for the day was something she wanted to say but held back on. Her face went red when his large hands held each of her breasts while he tenderly and carefully washed each one. His touch showed he was willing to be tender and take his time she knew she would lay with him and consummate their marriage. The thought of it frightened her deeply she was young and already responsible for one child. Bearing him another in this state would be horrible on her. It was more the thought of being a failure to him than anything that weighed heavily on her mind. All thoughts of such kind left her when she felt his fingers on her sex. Biting her lip tightly, she still could not stop the soft moan that left her when he parted her nether lips. Her once red face went white. She didnt look at him when he rinsed her body, though she knew he watched her. She felt the water sliding down her body and then the towel, warm and inviting. She kissed him back and, this time her full lips parted while, small white hands pressed on his darker chest. Her hands shook as she went to work, the warmth of the towel forsaken for the task at hand. wetting the sponge in the water at his feet she knew he was showing something by allowing her to go first, the once hot water was now only warm and the dirt from her own body was contained in it as well. Soaping the sponge she washed first his neck and shoulders and then traveled down his arms. She went behind and washed his broad back down to his buttocks. Dipping and re-soaping she moved to his front, smiling at him she washed across his wide chest and down his stomach, beginning to kneel she washed down each leg carefully. Her eyes never travelled to the erect member she was soon to face. Dropping the sponge she used his method of hands, she could have used the sponge but he took care in showing her tenderness so she could certainly do the same. Rubbing the soap she lathered. One hand ran timidly along his length, while the other caressed his testicles below. Washing him gently in the best way she knew how. The sheer size of him scared her, but she pushed it from her mind as she dipped the cup in and rinsed him in the same manner. When she reached for the towel, he stepped out and she was able to dry him gently off. Unsure of whether or not he expected a kiss she bent and retrieved her towel, before rising up on her toes. Her hands at his shoulder helped her keep balance and she pressed a tender kiss to his jaw before stepping back and slipping into her night gown.
Thread: A farmer's bargain ( Wolvenrogue and Talin)

Robert slipped on a pair of shorts and li the lantern as the sun was quickly retreating. he poured the bath water out the window and gently picked up his daughter who had begun to whimper. Taking a spoon he handed the ground food an the spoon to Opal, and let her feed her. When the feeding was done she again became sleepy and Robert rocked her in his arms and then laid her down again. He rubbed her back gently until she burped and then slipped into a peaceful sleep brought on by a full belly. Robert went and turned down the covers on their bed of hay bales and laid down in the dim lantern light. He called to Opal holding up the covers so she could join him. He laid on his side waiting patiently for he, knowing that she was frightened. He asked her again to join him in the bed. His voice was not harsh or commanding, but warm and inviting. He did all that he could to be gentle, and win her with security and warmth rather than demanding as he could, her immediate compliance with his wishes. His smile beckoning her to join him in bed.
Thread: Don't Worry...I won't be gentle

Very interesting, but good luck.
Thread: Don't Worry...I won't be gentle

Awesome so what are you going for? Hot pic by the way
Thread: Don't Worry...I won't be gentle

I am very interested! I sent you a PM with a few questions concerning the RP.
Thread: Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp *Now with story lines*

RE Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp And bumping
Thread: Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp *Now with story lines*

RE Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp bump back up to the top with hopes
Thread: Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp *Now with story lines*

RE Looking for willing guy for harry potter rp Bumped due to the addition of story lines
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

She stood outside the interview room, trying to get into the game. Her long, brown hair was tied back in a french braid that reached just past the nape of her collar, and her blue blouse and black jeans were tight against her athletic body. She had been with the Counter-Terrorism Agency for five years, and had managed to move quickly up the chain. Now, she had to interview a known, dangerous terrorist and attempt to find out what he was planning in 24 hours. The timer was ticking, and knowing this scum it would be a horrible attack. It had to be avoided!! OK, she was ready, she thought. She pushed open the door roughly, seeing the man seated behind the small desk, his hands cuffed to it, a single light burning hotly into him. He had been difficult to capture, and there were some who had never even believed in him - thinking him a symbol or an image. He was dangerous, she knew that. She would be on her guard, but she was the best interrogator in the division, and she didn't care how many rules she had to break. Thousands upon thousands were at risk and depending on her - she would not let them down. Setting the tone early, knowing how important it was, she walked up and slapped him hard across the face, almost feeling the teeth rattle herself. You bastard terrorist! she exclaimed. What are you planning for tomorrow? What is the attack going to be??
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

In the interrogation room Richard was looking around with a smile. He knew that someone would try and interrogate him, but he knew that, even if he didn't escape, he could easily resist the interrogation, and quite possibly get information out of her instead of the other way around. Even if she did get the info out of him, she wouldn't be able to stop it. The man was sitting nearly naked in a room, because there had been so many hidden weapons in his clothing that they thought this to be better. It revealed his extremely white skin, the Ruby, that was lodged into his chest, instead of on his clothing, what most thought, the two small green check tattoo's, and the short, blond hair. Without his body being all too special, he still was intimidating. Then the woman walked in, of which he immediately knew how she had got to this post, at least at what he saw now. Though from how she was busy it did seem she was pretty good at her job. It didn't matter, he had lived far longer then she had, and had tricks up his sleeve she had never even heard about. When she hit him, which hurt even him a little he only smiled. That tickled. He said, And if you start on that way, you'll never get that information. Doesn't any of you ever think about asking nicely? Violence isn't the only solution. OKay, most of the time it's the most fun one, but still.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

She smirked when he said that it only tickled.. she had been told before she could pull off some nice hits, and knew it had to hurt. Then he asked if she thought of not using violence, and she couldn't believe the gall of this person. A man who was rumored to revel in violence.. like he would ever willingly give information over. Walking behind his chair, she punched his ear hard, knowing it would throw off his balance and hopefully make his hearing tinny for a while. You're one to talk about violence, you bastard. Oh, we know who you are. The Dark Death, right? The rumor that no one speaks of openly. The one that the hardest terrorists are afraid of. And we know that you're planning something for tomorrow. Something to kill thousands. TELL me what you're planning! She moved back around the table, leaning on it, her breasts creating deep, dark cleavage as she stared into his cold eyes, his pale almost translucent skin. TELL ME!
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The man only smiled when she got mad, revealing teeth more white than his skin. Come on, like yelling at me will make things better.' He said, though the hit on his ear had hurt slightly, he wasn't about to give in to this woman. And it's just Richard for you. He said with a grin, before his eyes went down from her face to her cleavage. It would take far worse stuff to even make him serious, instead of the somewhat joky manner he held now. He wondered how far she would go, when she'd reach the limit for playing fairly nice with him, and would try to burn him or something. He wanted to know, as that would be the time he'd break free. His eyes followed the movement of her breasts unless she did anything against it, and it was nearly projected what he was thinking of doing with them. Still, that was only part of his mind, he could still think straight.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

For a moment, Laura couldn't tell what he was smirking about, and looked down to see him eyeing her cleavage. She stood up quickly, fighting back blushing, and tried to become stern and gain control. Richard? Is that your first name? We'll use that to find out everything about you, Richard. Find out your loved ones and bring them in. Find your allies and kill them where they stand. We'll break everything you've worked to build up, Richard! She was struggling, anger building in her. She pointed to the camera mounted on the wall, See that camera? I turned it off before I came in here. There are no witnesses and there will be no claiming abuse of power or any of that crap. It's just you and me, Richard. She looked into his eyes with her own coal gray eyes, trying to see any sign of weakness. Any sign of flinching. But he was refusing to budge. Normally, even the strongest of them were beginning to weaken. She moved up to him and punched him again, this time breaking his nose, blood flowing down his face from it. TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE PLANNING, DAMN IT!
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

How do you know I'm not lying about my name? And there are thousands of people sharing my name, you can't do anything exra with it. The man said, still grinning about what he had seen of her earlier. And I have no 'loved ones', nor do I have allies worth noting, of whom I don't mind them dying, one less potential enemy. He sat back in his chair, just letting her rage come over that. The next sentences she spoke were a mistake. Had he not known they were alone, he would've waited longer before attacking her. But now he knew they would be alone for at least several hours, and there would be noone to see or hear them. After she punched him, which again proved fruitless, he started chuckling, before standing up. What I am planning now? I'm planning to break free. He said. He held up his arms, of which the handcuffs had molten away. He looked at her, grabbing his nose and putting it back how it belonged, it starting to glow and heal, before he put his hand up, whispered Fus Ro Dah YES, stolen from Skyrim Making her get pushed away and slammed into a wall. He walked over to her, grabbing her by the neck, and said Hasn't one of you ever thought it to be odd that I let myself be captured this easily? He asked her.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

He was right, stating that she could do nothing with his name.. She had hoped that he would have reacted and not thought about it long enough to realize it was a useless bit of information. 'Damn,' she thought.. he's quick. It was after her next statement that she realized how right she was about his speed. Suddenly, after she broke his nose, he chuckled and stood up. She reached for the gun on her belt, ordering him to sit back down, but he ignored her and just kept talking about how he was planning to break free. He held up his hands, no handcuffs on them at all, and she gasped as he put his nose back in place and all of his bruises disappeared, leaving him healthy once again. He muttered some kind of gibberish and shoved her back against the wall, his hand around her neck, and asked if she hadn't thought it odd that he was captured that easily. Naw, she replied, fighting back her fear and confusion, I thought you were just giving me a birthday present. And in a fluid motion she placed her gun against his stomach and pulled the trigger.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The woman seemed to be completely surprised at what he did, making him smile. Not all too many people knew what he was capable of doing, at least not many alive people. Before there was anything much she could do he had pinned her against the wall, and saw the confusion, but mostly the fear in her eyes. There had been nothing she could do to make him talk before, now she could do nothing to stop him When she shot, nothing happened, well, at least not to the normal eye. The Bullet stayed where it was, but the held back force made the insides of the pistol get destroyed. Oh, was it your birthday? Well, thanks for the bullet gift you gave me, but no thanks. I've already had enough iron for the day. He said, before his hand encased hers, and grabbed the pistol away 'Pistols, idiotic weapons.' he said, throwing it away. He then grabbed the woman by the collar of her shirt, before slipping his fingers into her cleavage, gripping her shirt, and ripping it off her, her bra taken with it. I'd think this is a better birthday present. he said, grabbing her nipple and twisting it. for all the tickling you caused me, why shouldn't I 'tickle' you back?
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

She was aghast when the pistol didn't fire. She had loaded it, cared for it daily, and then it.. why didn't it fire? She couldn't understand it and looked with dumbfounded horror as he took it from her, tossing the useless hunk of metal away. She couldn't even think of anything to say as his face hardened and she could see determination deep within his eyes.. she was in trouble, she knew. She tried to kick, to hit, but she couldn't get the leverage as he grabbed the front of her blue shirt, and in one smooth motion he ripped it off of her, leaving her topless, her chest heaving with deep breaths. He grabbed her sensitive, pert nipple twisting it roughly, and she couldn't help but scream out in pain, her back arching as he said that he was going to 'tickle' her back. No! she cried out, bringing her knee up to hit deep into his crotch. You don't get to do this to me! But she was terrified.. she was afraid he would..
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The man grinned, taking her and bending her over the interrogation table, taking the extra set of handcuffs from her pants and using it to tie her to the table. He also moved the lamp so it was shining her into her eyes brightly. He gave her a slap on her ass as he said Why won't I get to do this to you? He asked, the knee she had brought up before to hit him having done so, but he hadn't flinched, like before. He moved his hand under the waistband of her pants Instead of me telling you things... He said, pulling it down, leaving her in her panties, the pants at her ankles. You will be telling me everything you and your government, or for whomever you work, know about me. He said, leaning with his elbows on her back Then, I'm going to show you how I will kill everyone in this building, then show you the effects of my other plan, and maybe then I'll have the mercy of killing you. He said, grinning.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

He didn't even react to her knee to his groin.. was this man even human? How did he manage to resist the pain? Drugs?? She didn't have time to consider it as he twisted her around, slamming her down to be bent over the interview table, and she squirmed and fought as her bare breasts were pressed into the cold metal. The lamp was turned to shine into her eyes, effectively blinding her and causing her to squeal with anger and fear. LET ME GO! she screamed as he cuffed her to the table, smacking her butt and making her yelp. He tugged her pants down, pooling them around her ankles, leaving her in her pink, lace panties. He said that she was going to tell him everything she knew the government knew about him, and that he'd kill everyone in the building, and then maybe kill her. Fear sank into her heart, staying there. Could he mean what he said? He had done.. impossible things already, and his reputation was as an absolute angel of death.. it was.. possible, she had to admit! Still, she couldn't betray her government. She wouldn't! FUCK YOU! she screamed out. I won't tell you shit! and tried to kick him, but she couldn't manage to get her legs to work with the pants around her ankles and how she was bent over, her brown hair spilling around her head.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The man grinned when the girl reacted mostly out of basic instincts, not thinking that much, being scared, mad, but mostly scared. At least, that's what he would be, would he be up against himself. Would you have let me go if I had asked? No. So you will have to escape on your own account, though I fear you won't manage to do it as easily as I did. He said, grinning. Well, that's a shame, that you won't tell it to me already, but at least then I'll be able to have some more fun with you. And yes, I'll indeed fuck you, don't worry. He said, dropping his own pants, revealing a rock hard, ten inch long cock if she would be able to look back, and not be blinded by the light. He stepped out of them, and pressed his cock against her panties, pushing it into her pussy slightly. You will tell me all you know, and more. He said, running a finger over her spine, And in the end, you will do anything just to please me. He pulled her panties down, and, after a final slap on her ass, moved himself towards her pussy, and with rough strength, pushed himself deep into her.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

Laura struggled against the cuffs holding her to the table, trying to get free as Richard talked about her having to escape on her own, telling her that he would fuck her.. She heard a rustle of fabric and then he was pressing against her mound, the undeniable feel of the head of his cock just barely parting her lips, and she cried out more, trying to buck her hips, trying to protect herself. He ran a finger down her spine, making her shiver despite herself as he said she would tell him everything and would.. would do anything just to please him. Not likely she cried out, but he was already pulling her panties down, revealing her bare, unprotected flesh to the cool air, and then he smacked her ass making her squeal before shoving himself roughly into her with one smooth motion, his thrust parting her tunnel easily and filling her with the largest penis she'd ever have filling her. AAaagh! she cried out as she bucked her hips, trying to get him out of her, trying to free herself of his horrible touch.. of his horrible claiming of her.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The man smiled at the scream she let out. He leaned over her, placing his elbows next to her body, not moving his hips yet. If you tell me what I want to know now, I might go easy on you, your choice. He said, a grin covering his face There is nothing that you could do from me finding out anyhow. Even if, highly unlikely, you'd never give me your secrets, I can find someone else who knows just as much as you do. He said. The bucking of her hips wouldn't help, she'd only move herself over his cock, something he didn't mind, but she probably would. His hands trailed around her breasts, making the piece of the desk under them fall away, so her breasts could go through and she was even closer to the table.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

Richard leaned down over Laura, elbows framing her crying hips as he stayed still deep, deep within her, telling her he might go easy if she told him what he wanted to know.. And then, strangely, parts of the desk fell out framing her breasts, which sagged through it to hang below her, her body flush now with the cold metal desk, and her squirming caused him to move and shift within her. She summoned the last bit of courage she could, mustering her last resistance, and cried out, I won't tell you SHIT, monster! and twisted her head to bite his arm, to show she'd not give easily.
Thread: Never Interview a Warlock (Alessa and cevl)

The man grinned at her next scream at him, his arms out of reach of her head, even if it would have hurt if it hit him. That means no, I guess? Too bad for you, well, unless you're masochistic. He started thrusting hard and rough into her after he stood back straight, his hands gripping in her ass, his nails leaving marks. Each time he rammed his cock into her body her body slammed into the desk, if it hadn't been connected to the ground to prevent people who were being interrogated, or the interrogators themselves, throwing the desk over, it would have moved with her. His hand gripped her hair and pulled her head back, the other brought the lamp closer to her eyes Tell me what I want to know, what is the government you work for?