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Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam felt a cold chill run through him as Ariadne blew him off once more, though this time he noticed that she did it with a little more pain in her voice. Somehow, knowing that she was suffering made him feel a little better about this whole thing. In fact, it felt damn well fantastic to know that she was suffering too. Somewhere inside of him, a twisted up and sick part of him was happy to see her pain, just so she could have even a little taster of what he was feeling now, let alone what he had felt four years ago. Quickly taking up the steps of the convent, Sam grabbed onto Ariadne's habit sharply, and with more force than he had wanted, but went with it anyway. Pulling on the fabric that covered and wrapped around her whole body, Sam pulled her down a few steps so that she stumbled and fell into his arms into a sort of backwards bear hug. You don't have to take me back, you don't have to do anything, I just need to talk to you. I need to understand why! he said in a quiet whisper, but he said it harshly and so close to her ear that she might have considered it loud.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Ariadne gasped as she felt a sharp tug on her black and white habit. The startled young woman gave a panicked cry as she fell. She grunted when she was wrapped into a tight bear hug. She tensed up and whimpered in panic. She had her arms pinned to her chest by his arms, and he held her too tightly. She gave quick breaths as she squirmed in his grip. She heard the whisper, but it sounded so loud. She shook her head quickly. Her brain struggled to come up with an answer. She could only give the answer pounded into her by the other nuns. Because men are evil, and some women are meant to be away from them. I'm one of them. She swallowed nervously. Was he jus going to hold her here captive? She was entirely still. She scarcely dared to breathe. She truly missed him, but Sister Martha would say it was her previous sinful life attempting to reemerge. She struggled for a moment, then tilted her head back. Let me go, Sam, she said nervously. You're holding me hostage. You can't do that. She was starting to panic. She tried to push his arms away. No one else was around, amazingly. Come on, Sam. Her headdress was a bit crooked, disturbed because of her position.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam listened to her words, and a fair and conscious part of him realized that she was brainwashed. That whatever these nuns were up to, misogyny and sexism were high up priorities in their list and Sam was just unfortunate enough to have feelings for one of their victims. Four years ago, hell maybe even two years ago, Sam might have been able to rationally and carefully deal with this, let Ariadne go, and try a better way to help her tomorrow. But after four years of pining, of loss, of having his heart broken, all he heard was the insults, the demeaning, and the fact that he was evil. Of course, of course I'll let you go Ariadne, Sam whispered slowly, releasing her from his hold so she could move again, fix herself up. Then, while he knew she would be calm and unprepared, Sam pulled his left hand out of his jacket pocket and tased Ariadne. It just sounded like a tiny crackle, like a bag of chips.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Ariadne growled as her ex held her in place. She squirmed again. She didn't like being trapped against his body. A few years ago she would've welcomed it, but now, he needed to leave her alone. He's a bad influence and evil. Him and his masculine ideas... But a tiny voice, not even audible, cried, You loved him once. Ariadne stumbled forward and brushed herself off when he finally let her go. She readjusted her headdress and her habit, brushing off the wrinkles. She frowned, keeping her back to him. After, she turned her body toward him, about to say something, but the thought was quickly gone. Her mind went into overload, and her body fell to the ground as he tazed her. Once she landed, her chest rose and fell softly, and her eyes were shut. If he picked her up, he'd find that she was lighter than she'd been four years ago. She stayed silent as her body fought to come back from the unconsciousness she'd been pushed to from the shock, her body more sensitive than some.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam didn't really know what to think now that he had an unconscious girl in his arms. He had told himself that he only brought the taser for his own safety, it was a bad neighborhood after all. Never once did he think he would use it on Ariadne, but when he had used it, it felt so right. It felt like he was releasing all of his tension and pain at once, and the tingles it sent up his arm made his whole body shake. His arm was electric, and everything else was hot. Having her in his arms, Sam felt her body through her habit and felt the contours of her body while she was limp. Her breasts were still so full, her hips sexily tapered down to a plump ass, and her neck was smooth and long without being gangly. But more than her body, her face looked so beautiful. She truly had beautiful features and now that she was relaxed or rather, every muscle in her body had loosened he could remember why he fell in love with that face. You stupid bitch. Why won't you listen...? Sam whispered almost in tears before he lifted her very light body onto his shoulder and carried her away to his car, before anyone came. Driving up north to where the highway cut off into some back-roads, Sam drove a route that he recalled from his childhood his father's hunting cabin. Like every self-respecting Alabama born and bred man, Sam's father Seth had been a hunter, and every year during the summer he was able to rent a cabin up north from Claremont for about three weeks. Sometimes he took Sam with him, hunting for bucks, fishing, and other outdoor activities that mom wasn't invited to do. It was man-bonding time. That's why it was so sad when his father had died only a couple of months before the hunting trip. Sam thought they were going to have time together... Now though it was as if his father was giving him the gift of opportunity. Though his father obviously couldn't pay for the cabin like he did every year, Sam knew that he had been renting it for so long, that no one would have taken his spot. The hunting cabin would be vacant right now, and Sam still had the keys, having forgotten to return them. It worked out so perfectly. Sam thought he heard Ariadne stir once during the half hour drive, but he quickly tased her quiet once more. He didn't like using violence, but it also gave him a thrill to silence the woman. Once they got to the cabin, Sam carried her in and tied her to a chair with some boy scout knots. Once she was secure, he made sure to hide his car in some brush, in case anyone came by, and got a basin of water for when Ariadne awoke. Now, he waited, sitting on a chair across from the unconscious nun.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

The next time Ariadne woke up, she was in a car. She could feel the moving vehicle beneath her body. She did realize she was lying down on the back seat. She didn't move for a second. Her body hurt, ached. She blinked wearily. He'd tasered her. Her ex-boyfriend had tasered her. She swallowed and slowly began to push herself up, but the girl felt the demobilizing electric shock again instead. She fell back onto the seat and lost consciousness. Ariadne woke up again about fifteen minutes later. Her emerald eyed fluttered open, and she shifted just enough to feel the ropes which bound her in place. She stiffened as her body woke up. This time he didn't taser her while she woke up. Ariadne opened her eyes fully and began to process what was going on. Her body ached, she couldn't move her wrists, and she was sitting in a chair. As far as she could tell, she was in a cabin of some sort, God knows where, and he had trapped her inside with him. Ariadne looked at her ex-boyfriend. She swallowed weakly. Everything didn't want to respond. After she thought she'd regained control over speaking, she looked up at him. Where am I? Why did you kidnap me? It was just how the nuns had told her. Men were evil. When they wanted something they just took it. Sam had wanted her, and he just took it.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam immediately felt fear and regret wash over him. The way she stirred, he could tell that she was in pain, that she was afraid, and just like that he felt the scope of what he had done. It was true. He had kidnapped her. He had gone against everything his parents and his pastor had ever taught him, and kidnapped a girl against her will, and now she was tied up to a chair. Internally, he reasoned that he wasn't going to hurt her, but he had said the same thing about the taser... There something else there too. They way Ariadne looked at him, that face filled with disgust and fear... there was something else too. Something that shook Sam to his core and brought out that bright and flaring anger again that made his want to lash out at Ariadne in the first place. Disappointment. She didn't look surprised at his kidnapping at all. She looked like... like that was what she expected of him. Not answering her question, Sam simply sneered silently before he reached down and took the basin of water and brought it to her lips. Drink. You're probably thirsty, he said gruffly, avoiding eye-contact with Ariadne.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Ariadne looked at Sam with wide eyes. She was more frightenened than anything. She blinked and shifted her body. She wanted to get out. She bit her lip and looked at him steadily. He didn't seem to want to answer any of her questions. She shifted again and pulled against the ropes binding her wrists. Her body still ached a bit. The young woman watched him carefully. He didn't answer any of her questions, but raised the basin to her lips. She stared at it for a moment before opening her mouth and drinking. She shut her mouth when she no longer wanted water, and stared at him. Once the basin was away from her mouth, she sighed. Why did you take me? she asked. She struggled to keep her voice steady. She knew she should have gone inside that evening. But no. She stayed out to fulfill her duties and make sure the women weren't on the streets. She shut her eyes and leaned her head back. Take me back, Sam.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam carefully watched Ariadne's lips as she sipped at the water, and wondered at her full and juicy lips. Somehow, even though she wore no makeup and had nothing on her lips, they still looked full and succulent. He felt almost guilty at how attracted he was to her lips at that moment, and remembered her shy blowjobs in his backseat in high school. It made him feel joy and sorrow and frustration to think about those times and how far away they seemed to be now. When she finished he pulled the basin away and placed it gently on the ground. He still wouldn't make eye contact with her, and Sam knew it was because of guilt. If he looked her in the eye, he might have felt bad enough to let her go before he got to say his bit. No, he answered to her question. I won't take you back. Not until I've had my say, uninterrupted. So no words, no questions, just be quiet and... listen. Ariadne, I... I think I'm... I'm so confused... and I just don't know why you broke up with me in high school. I've tried letting it go, I really have. I've gone on dates, had girlfriends, but nothing... everything has felt hollow without you... Sam couldn't find anymore words as suddenly his sadness and worry started to feel more like anger, so he took a breath and stopped. Just... why? he asked desperately.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Ariadne noticed that he wouldn't make eye contact with her. She watched as he set the basin on the ground, his eyes turned away. She knew her expression was one of sadness for just a moment, before she suppressed it. She could tell he felt guilty. She was sad that he felt that way, sad that she couldn't see the eyes she'd loved so much... What am I thinking? He's foul and evil. The nuns' teachings quickly returned. Ariadne listened obediently as he asked what had happened. She sighed and shut her eyes for a moment as she thought. She finally looked at him and shook her head. I needed a break. And when I left, I just... found a better calling. The nuns taught me so much, and I feel better than ever. Some nights she missed his loving, playful touch, but right now she was a bit frightened. Does that answer your question?
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

When Ariadne was explaining herself to Sam, he glanced at her eyes surreptitiously, but he was still avoiding her gaze. He needed to make sure that she wasn't lying or trying to back away from the question in some way, he needed something to hold onto, he needed something to fill this empty black chasm that was draining all the life out of him. He breathed with an unusual calm as he took in her words, and when she finished talking, he didn't feel any different. What she said made sense. She just... didn't feel as strongly for him apparently. That explained things, and he didn't have to wonder anymore. But it still didn't feel like enough. Alright, I can understand that. I... yes, Sam nodded as he felt some of that anger slipping away from him and wondered if he was doing the right thing. He kneeled down and looked into Ariadne's eyes, to try something one last time. Just tell me this. Tell me... that you don't love me. Tell me that you don't love me, and you can go. Look me in the eye, and tell me that you don't love me anymore. That's it.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Ariadne could feel the resilient pain over the breakup and she tried to push it back. She hadn't felt it in quite some time. The girl bit her lip as she finished explaining what had happened. He wasn't supposed to be a part of her life anymore. It was supposed to be her serving God and doing His will. She had been called into this for a reason. What was God doing now? She sighed and looked down at her ex as he got down on his knees. Ariadne frowned when he asked her of one more thing. She listened carefully, but when he told her to say she didn't love him, she froze. She swallowed and opened her mouth to speak, but she couldn't do it. She couldn't break his heart again. He had to know that. He had to know she was too compassionate to tell him she didn't love him. She sighed and shook her head quietly. She stared at him with her bright green eyes. I can't, she choked. She turned her gaze away.
Thread: Domination Between Old Friends (Lilytania)

Sam watched her carefully and felt a blossoming of hope in his heart when she started to cry too. If she was having this much trouble with it, that must mean she loved him, and Sam held onto that feeling with an iron grip. He waited for her to answer, to give him something to go on, but instead she didn't answer. She couldn't pull out a simple answer for him. She was just leaving him to hang out there to dry, letting life's harsh unknown blister his insides even more. You can't? Why can't you!? Do you love me or not!? Answer me! he shouted, pulling out of his kneeling position and looking into her eyes with a fire that replaced his sadness. What's wrong with you? If you love me then just tell me! Tell me! Be with me! I love you! I love you!
Thread: Stranded on an Island (MxF)

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Thread: Stranded on an Island (MxF)

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Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Ben Garth was a very, very lonely kid. At 17, Ben wasn't out partying with his friends or doing some important school activity, or even just hanging out with a group of friends playing video games Ben was a loser. All he ever did was play video games online by himself, the only place where he could possibly find friends without being laughed at, and study, and that's all he thought he'd be capable of handling. Though he was interested in girls, all of them were too beautiful, too bitchy, or both for him to even think about approaching them. Overall, Ben was sad, alone, and pathetic. Despite all this, Ben wasn't bad looking. 6'2 and fairly skinny, Ben had the makings of a not bad looking guy, if only he had some help. His giant size was down-sized by the fact that all of his clothes looked too big on his skinny frame, being baggy and awkward, and though he was tall and somewhat large, that made his frame awkward and his gait clumsy. He hid his face behind large, rounded rims that were thick almost bottle-sized. His long hair, though not reaching past his neck, was unruly and covered his ears and eyes, making him generally look creepy or sad to most people, which made him unappealing. His eyes were a brilliant blue, and if kept better, his dark hair could look fairly attractive, but sadly Ben didn't know these things about himself so he didn't know how to accentuate them. His skin was pale, not seeing the sun often, but it was at least clear and unblemished as Ben regularly cleaned and took care of his skin, being a bit of a germaphobe. Sitting in the lunchroom alone, Ben was at the end of a long table of AV geeks who, though he wasn't friends with them, didn't bother him and allowed him to sit at the end of the table that was unoccupied except for him. This was generally how he sat through the year, as he had learned that when he tried this tactic at the basketball team's table, he was instantly thrown into a garbage can. Ben was finishing up his Calculus homework, finding that when he did his homework during his free time at school, no one bothered him and it allowed him to have more time with WOW World of Warcraft at home. Because of this, though Ben wasn't a genius, he was pulling a 4.0 GPA and would soon have his pick of colleges next year when he was a senior. He often wondered if things would be different in college. Little did Ben know, through a series of small moments and inner strength as well as a specific outer one that Ben didn't know about, his life was about to change forever.
Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Ben looked up at the sound of someone talking to him, but immediately he looked back down at his work when he saw who it was. Vanessa. Aka, his favorite thing to wank to on a Thursday night after he saw her usual cheerleader practice on his drive home. Knowing that there was no way she could be talking to him, Ben looked back down at his Calculus homework, trying to remember the rule about constants. For two seconds though, she remained unmoved, so Ben looked back up again, his eye twitching at her skirt for just a moment before looking behind his back. No one was there. Was it possible? You, you want to sit with me? Ben asked with almost a squeak, though his arm was already shoving his notebooks and backpack off to the side so that Vanessa's table space would be clear, not that it looked like she was eating anything. With a body like hers, Ben wondered if she just ate air. She was so skinny! It wasn't just that though, Ben had met a girl with diagnosed anorexia once at a convention, and Vanessa wasn't skinny like that. She still had stuff on her bones, she was just... tighter? Ben felt pathetic as his member already started to become erect and push against the fabric of his cargo pants tapping the underside of the table with a twitch.
Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Ben couldn't believe his luck. As in, he really couldn't. Once, this really, really nice girl named Sheila Alva had talked to him for a whole half hour about stoichiometry and he thought that she really liked him. Afterwards though, she had walked away without offering him her number or anything, and she never talked to him again. Every once in a while, he would see her in the hallways talking to her friends, and if she saw him too, she would point at him and say something before all her friends would laugh and walk away. He didn't understand what had happened, but he understood that nice girls, usually weren't what they seemed. Still, Sheila was no Vanessa Williams, and for a girl as hot as Vanessa, Ben was willing to brave any storm. Um, actually, I know who you are. By which I mean, I sat behind you in American History once. And a few weeks ago, I passed by you during one of your cheerleading practices and you sort of... shooed me away, Ben said as nicely as possible, though at the time Vanessa and a few of her fellow cheerleaders had said some rather unkind things that were more than shooing. But what can I do for you now? Ben asked with a laugh, willing to let water under the bridge just for the chance to keep smelling that... perfume, or whatever it was she was wearing. His pants felt painful against his erection now, and he slid a little forward to completely hide his waist from sight. He needed to calm down if it got to full size, he would risk popping the button on his fly again.
Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Ben was both sad and happy when he heard Vanessa's request. It made perfect sense that she would be coming to him for homework help and he was the perfect mark total loser who was desperate for female contact. The comforting thought was that he no longer had to worry about Vanessa's motives, they were clear and on the table. Quid Pro Quo. If he helped her, he got to be around her, and that was more than he could have ever wished for five minutes ago. Still, he was depressed a little too. He had thought, for just a moment, that maybe he was actually going to make a friend. Oh, um sure. I usually tutor people on tuesdays and wednedays, and I charge ten bucks per session. What topics did you want to start on? Now that he was back in regular territory, talking schoolwork and tutoring which he did for some friends and some jocks, Ben felt a little more confident and in control. Not to mention, now that he knew that Vanessa was there for his brain, his dick was calming down considerably. We can do both days, one day a week, and a session is about two hours. You can double up for four if you have multiple topics or need extra help, Ben explained, ticking off his list of tutoring rules and whatnots.
Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Ben nodded and made a note in his notebook as Vanessa moved in closer to him. He became acutely aware of her body, but he didn't want to say anything because he was worried that she would respond in an offended way if he even implied that she was being more than friendly. Not to mention, he just loved the fact that slowly, and just ever so slightly, he could feel the heat of her body near his and it made his erection immediately spring up with a vengeance. Um... I usually have my tutoring sessions at my place... Ben said uncomfortably before he gave a nervous giggle for no reason at all. I don't know why I'm laughing...
Thread: And Sometimes the Tables Turn (SexyChick)

Laughing with a girl... Ben felt positively elated. No more watching from the inside, no more wondering what social acceptance was like, this was it. He was living it. Nothing could make him happier than this moment. Yeah, maybe she was using him for the grade, and maybe he was looking too much into how nice she was treating him, but he didn't care. This was a moment Ben would be reflecting on with a smile for a while now. I tutor this kid from Elmhurst until 7, so maybe you could come over at 8? I should be able to... um, clean the place up for you by then... Ben said with a nervous chuckle, hoping to God that he had just said something funny enough to make Vanessa, the popular girl who probably heard every pick-up line, ever, laugh. Or whatever... Ben mumbled to himself as he started to pack away his stuff into his bag, hoping to get out of here before he blew it somehow.