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Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

While slaves weren't that common really, they were legal due to highly complicated political maneuvers that would take a whole book or two fully explain, and even than, there would still be questions, and not all would be answered due it be over 250 some odd years ago. So the short version is that men are greedy pigs, and girls like Kalie have to suffer the consequences, being bred or, like her, sold into it. But it was legal, sadly enough. And ugly old rich man reaped the rewards. So why was there a Black Market? Because the Slave Ring itself was illegal, for whatever strange reason there was beyond it. Seth took a minute of fresh air before heading inside with his Pet behind him. Once inside, he headed over to a nice room with lovely furnishings and a nice couch in front a massive flatcreen T.V with a computer hooked up to it and a keyboard and mouse on the table. On the coach, there were some nice cushions, were Kalie's new Master set her down after removing her collar before setting down next to her and doing his work, occasionally petting her lovely red hair.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

The slave girl crossed her legs and folded her hands on her lap. She watched her new master working, leaning into his touch periodically. She sighed quietly, becoming bored quickly while watching him work.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

Seth worked for a few more hours, and overtime, he eventually turned from occasionally petting her into him petting her head from her cushion the whole time for the most part. But he kept working all the same, with the exception of the food that was brought to him by his lovely maid girl who came in every once in a while to give her master and his new slave food.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

She had long since slumped over in a light slumber, her face pressed into his neck. Soft snoring breaths washed over his skin and she stirred occasionally when he would move or a sound would startle her from sleep. Nuzzling into him, her lips pressed up against his flesh.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

But he had barely noticed this, and kept on working. Soon it was night , to which his maid came over with sleepy eyes to perform her main job making sure things got done in the house, including the sleep of her master. Master. It's night time. Forgive me, but I think you should go to bed. said the maid with a soft voice. Seth was surprised at this, not seeing night coming, and he yawned, his body agreeing with his cute maid. He told her she could go to bed and he finally went to bed, with his pet in his arms, snoring softly as he put her in his bed before he got ready for bed himself.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

She curled up in his arms when he moved her to the bedroom, moaning softly in her sleep. When he lay her in the big plush bed, she curled up under the covers, stretching to her full length for a moment as her eyes fluttered open. It had been sometime since she had been in an actual bed and she relished the feeling before remembering her Master. She looked around, sitting up in the bed while her eyes scanned the room for him.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

And returned, just out of the shower with nothing on but a towel. In a towel, he was pretty cute. He didn't have abs or anything, but he had a flat stomach with little hair. He slowly got dressed in a shirt and boxers and went in bed next to her before he kissed her goodnight and turned off the lights.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

She gulped softly when he came out in the towel, averting her gaze while he dressed out of respect. When he kissed her, her breathing hitched for a moment and she snuggled down in his side. One arm was draped over his hips as she pressed herself to him for warmth. He smelled heavenly and she found herself pressing her face into the crook of his neck, taking a deep breath.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

With his new pet all close up to him like she was, he was having a bit of trouble trying to sleep. He was never used to contact with the opposite sex, and he found it hard to sleep or relax when such a hot women was breathing into him. If she were a free girl, he would be out of her lauge. Not by a lot, but enough to discourage him from going up to her, but honestly, that really didn't take much. After all, if he could get a girlfriend, do you think he would have a slave? Well, actually, since he had a bit of a fetish, he would.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

She felt him all tensed and looked up at him. Is everything alright? Her arm was removed from across his hips and she scooted away. Do I disgust you? She asked softly, picking at the grey shift she still wore. She was certain that even though they had cleaned her up, she still looked awful.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

But she didn't. No, she was absolutely lovely. And not to just him, either. Most guys would find her extremely attractive. No. I'm just not used to having such an attractive young lady like yourself next to me, that's all. Seth said, a little blunt, as he was very honest about how he felt.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

She felt herself blushing and ducked her head to hide it, even though it was dark as night in his room. She scooted a little closer, able to feel the warmth radiating from his body beneath the covers. Y-You find me...attractive? She asked innocently, pushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
Thread: The New Slave with MiseryChord

He could tell just by the sound of her voice that she was blushing and honestly found it quite cute. He gave her a pat on the head from beneath the covers and said Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

Is there any way to recover a New Post not private message draft once it's been deleted? I just accidentally deleted one I did not mean to! It was really big and rather important to me, and I will be extremely hard-pressed to remake it...
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

In a text field, not that I am aware of. Get Lazarus. Best internet invention ever.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

What in the world is Lazarus? Google is not being particularly helpful, because Lazarus isn't exactly what you would call uncommon...and even so, it doesn't help me now.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

It's an add-on for Firefox.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

Well, that -especially- doesn't help me as I don't use firefox. Anyway, as a mod, since you posted without comment at all on actually recovering drafts, I am going to hazard a guess and there is no way at all to recover it, even with admin-hax powers?
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If you'd posted it and then deleted it..... I could manage to dig it up for you. But that is the only way I could do anything for you.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

I was afraid of that... sigh I was working on that draft on-and-off a little after I got here almost a year ago... Well, at any rate, then I put forth a suggestion that the Post Drafts and PM Trash, for that matter should have Are you -sure- you want to delete? catches. Would that be fairly simple to implement?
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

That is Vek's arena. However, don't expect much of anything until co-location at the very least.
Thread: Oh no! Recover Drafts?

It's not just for Firefox. I use Chrome, and have it. It's a life-saver. It's a text-recovering application.
Thread: Training the Trainer

Please Professor? I finally passed my Pokmon license exam, I'm of the right age, All I need is my first Pokmon. The young 18 year old boy begged the aged Pokmon researcher. This was Roy, and Roy wanted to be a Pokmon trainer. Roy was what most people would call a cute young man. Standing about 5'4'' he was shorter than most of the other boys his age. His hair was about shoulder length and bright red. Today it was pulled back into a little ponytail. He had a slim sort of build. His some what narrow shoulder accented surprisingly wide hips and lovely full ass that made even some of the straight boys stare when he walked by. His features were smooth and flawless. Today he was dressed in a loose t-shirt and shorts which were probable a little to small for him. He woke up late for getting a Pokmon so hadn't really paid attention to what clothing he through on. When he got here the professor had told him he was out of pokemon and would have to wait till next year. Surely you have a single one left? Anyone will do! He begged the professor with sad, bright green eyes. The old professor sighed scratching his head. The boy seemed eager and willing. Maybe it would turn out all right. I do have one Pokmon, but he has been proving difficult. But if your willing, I can give him over to you. he said holding out a pokeball and pokedex to him. YES PLEASE! Roy said with glee. Snatching the ball and pokedex and running joyfully from the room back to his house before the professor could say another word. He was so excited he didn't slow down once until he got home. This house was all his now. It used to be he lived here with his mom, dad, and twin sister. But she had gone off to college, leaving most of her belonging home. Mom and Dad were away for work almost 100 percent of the time once the Roy and his sis got old enough to care for themselves. It was one of the reason Roy wanted to have a pokemon, he was tired of living by himself. Well then. he said with a smile Lets get to know each other. He tossed down the pokeball, and eagerly awaited to meet his very first new pokemon.
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! Interested in doing a noblemagic user! PM me? I presume you would be playing the F, since you put this thread in this section.
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! Remorseless bump.
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! Bump!
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! at what point are your kinks Out there God, i can spit and find a few people who have more bizarre kinks. i'm sorry its like you are turning people away when your kinks do not even hit teh weird part. Everything on your kink list is actually fairly common. EXAMPLE Anatomically correct being a favorite. HOW IS THAT BIZARRE?!
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! Don't RP with this woman she's full of butts.
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! Misanthrope said Don't RP with this woman she's full of butts. Click to expand... That I am, Misanthrope. That I am.
Thread: (OPEN) Seeking RP partner for Smutty Stories and Fun Fetishes!

RE Seeking RP partner for Fun, Frolicking, and Fetish! You RP over steam? How interesting.
Thread: Raising the Banner (Serpent_shadow x BassEXE)

Jake Aurion crept through Renais, on his way to rendezvous with Seth on the way to Frelia. He was a close confidant of Eirika, and a tactician for Renais. His hair was a crimson, mid-neck length, and he possessed ice blue eyes. He frowned as a few Grado soldiers headed down the alley he was in. He immediately opened his speel tome, Fire, and let loose the spell, killing one before he turned and ran. Kill him! The captain yelled. Dammit, Seth, where ARE you? He asked, stealing a Grado horse and riding off. he's wearing the same outfit as the tactician in Awakening
Thread: Raising the Banner (Serpent_shadow x BassEXE)

During the entire ride, Eirika remained completely still and silent, leaning against her knight while listening to the sounds of war around them. She owed it to the people to hear their screams and the triumphant cries of the Grado troops that destroyed their homes and exiled them from their own land she owed it to them to listen and feel the pulse of her chosen knight and the muscles of the stallion that held her aloft, safe from harm. It was through the sacrifice of her people that she would escape, if at all, from the homeland turned hellhole. It wasn't until Seth turned with a start that Eirika broke from her reverie, forced to grab onto the reigns lest she fall from the saddle. Wha-- He held his finger to his lips quickly the princess nodded and immediately fell silent. She could hear it, too the sounds of a scuffle, the holler of discovery, followed by the unmistakable smell of burnt flesh. He motioned for her to dismount, she shook her head sharply and tapped the rapier at her waist. She wasn't harmless. When his brows furrowed and he motioned again, she grasped his arm hopefully he would get the message that she was safer with him, even if she could defend herself. Inwardly, she knew it would be the only way to convince him to take her along. With a wry smile, Seth kicked his horse in the direction of the sounds, pulling a javelin from its holding place. With shock, Eirika reached from her rapier clumsily, attempting to draw it while on the back of a horse not a terribly easy task, as he ushered it into a gallop with a sharp tap of his boots. While a normal Paladin would have yelled in the name of his country, he approached the retreating tactician's fleeing mount and threw his javelin behind him. All Jake would be able to hear was the sound of crunching, gurgling, and a thump as the soldier that followed him fell to the ground. Stay alert, Master Jake! There are more coming! Eirika hollered from the saddle, grasping onto the horn with one hand and her now-free blade with another. With a smile, she added, You never seem to get out of trouble, do you?
Thread: Raising the Banner (Serpent_shadow x BassEXE)

Jake smiled. There you are! I've got five...er...four soldiers after me! We gotta escape. He looked to the duo. As the trio galloped out the gates. The tactician fired another bolt of flame, striking another Gado soldier. As soon as they thought they were in the clear, Jake gasped. Wyverns! He shouted.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

Going once, going twice, sold. were the words that echoed in Edgar's head, his protests muffled by the ballgag. Out of all the people he could have been sold to, it had to be her. She supposedly never kept slaves for very long. Rumor had it that most of her captives could not survive the tortures inflicted upon them. Edgar was known for being one of the more sadistic masters, and now ironically, he was in the hands of one the most secretive mistresses. He couldn't fathom the horrors that awaited him. For the first time in his life, Edgar wasn't in control. He had started this slavery ring back in 2010, picking up random joggers and drifters. The people missing on the milk cartons were the ones who wound up in this dingy basement underneath a historic Chicago museum. Yesterday, a mutiny happened. Overpowered by his comrades, Edgar was bound and put on display tonight as the ultimate trophy. He wriggled and squirmed under the chains binding his muscular bare chest. His wrists were bound in shackles behind him as the auctioneer pulled his short black hair back, for all to see his blue frightened eyes. They had the dignity to leave his pants and shoes on, as most slaves were presented naked. But Edgar was no ordinary prey, he had a room full of angry colleagues. Mmmph! he tried to shout, his new mistress approaching him.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

No one in this place recognized her as the superhero, The Shadow. Only as one of the most sadistic dominatrixes. She sat at the back of the club holding a glass of wine. She had been searching for Edgar, and her price for him had been extremely high to say the least. The men that helped supply her with the men she wanted were only too happy to oblige. She had a particular taste. The men who were masochistic and had a certain idea of what women should be. She liked to think she was running a villain rehabilitation center. But the men she took only wanted to be evil, so, they died evil. When he was rolled out, she smiled as they had deigned to let him keep his pants and shoes. Looking at him, she paid top dollar for him. Finishing her champagne, she slowly stood up. She was dressed every bit the wealthy woman. She grinned a grin to him. Her beautiful Armani suit that was a skirt suit fit her like a dream. Her black dominatrix boots strapped up her legs to her knees and disappeared under the dark blood red of her suit. Her white blouse made her look professional and deadly. The shadows finally relinquished their embrace on her and she stood there before him. Her long brown hair falling around her shoulders, her blue eyes watching him and she grinned. She stood at 5'8. Was a beautiful curvy woman. She looked like a goddess of vengance. Her red lips curled into a smile and she ran a perfect french manicured nail down his cheek. Ohh...don't be afraid Edgar, I have been looking for you for a very long time. She purred softly looking at him through half hooded look. You see, I put a high price on your head, and your scum of a gang turned you in. I guess what they say is true, no honor amongst thieves... She gripped his hair and pulled his head back and grinned You will wear my collar and die with it on. Judging how soon that is depends entirely on you. Elena turned and motioned to the man. Have him tied tightly and put into my trunk. I will be taking him home. Her heels clacked softly and almost threateningly away. Her brown hair falling around her shoulders and down her back like a dream. Elena Michaels was a woman who was called a Pheonix. She rose from teh ashes of a terrible history. She was sold into slavery at a young age. Unable to take her masters constant nagging and belittling him, he was foudn dead. His cock chopped off and shoved down his throat and tossed into an ocean to bleed out. Elena became a face of the city. Promising a reduction on crime, prostitution, slave rings. She was teh idea femminist. Women loved her, men loved her, and villains got her what she wanted. She moved tot he back of her black Lincoln and waited for the man to be loaded into her trunk. Her chauffer waited watching the rearview mirror with interest.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

Edgar grimaced slightly as her fingernail dug into his skin and left a slight scratch. He stared at her cold blue eyes with seething rage with a tinge of fear. As Elena pulled Edgar's hair back, he choked as one of the auctioneers forcefully banded her collar around his neck, it's tight leather grip squeezing his flesh as it buckled into the last notch. He protested and violently tried to shake loose as she gave the notion to have him bound further and placed into her trunk. They took a leather strap and cinched it right above his knees to prevent him from kicking his captors away. They then quickly bound his ankles, constricting them with another belt. MMPH! I'LWW GWET YWOU! he screamed through the gag as Elena strolled past, the clacking of her boots echoing up the stairs. They dragged him up soon after as he bucked and struggled to break free. His curses came out as moans as they tossed him into her trunk like a corpse. Darkness loomed over him with a thud of a trunk door closing. It didn't stop Edgar from trying to kick the door open, but the results were useless. A sense of impending doom came over him as he felt the car begin to move.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

Elena smiled in satisfaction, seeing that little seed of terror in his eyes. Soon it would grow into a full grown tree of terror. Bearing the fruit of unconditional love for her. If he lived that long. She sighed and leaned her head back. When the man was loaded, her chauffer, Bromley, drove to the house. She smiled adn looked up and then as they pulled into a large mansion, several large servants opened her door and she gave the instructions. See that he gets taken down into the dungeon and strapped to the ceiling grid. She smiled and kissed the cheek of one of the big mountainous men. She walked inside and quickly ran upstairs to change. She couldn't help but smile widely thinking of him. She knew that he woudl be different. He had to be. He had so much promise. The house would be large. But Edgar wouldn't see it as one of the men put a leather hood over his face plunging him into darkness. Lacing it tight, he was dragged down to a large dungeon. There he was dragged to the center of the room and strapped so he was dangling by his wrists. His feet wouldn't be able to touch the ground. He wouldn't be able to see anything. Soon he could hear heels clicking down stairs and a presence stop before him. She smiled taking him in.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

A bright aura rushed in front of his eyes, they caught a glimpse of his future dungeon. It was a nice mansion, but not as eloquent as his. He seen his captor rush off towards the building as she left him with her goons. As he cursed her, a leather hood was forced over his head and laced tightly. The mask hugged the figured of his face and gag, making it hard to breath, as Edgar started to panic. They drug him from under his armpits, as he tried to slow their pace by dragging his heels in the ground. It became harder to breath when they arrived at their destination. The air was even thinner as Edgar gasped for air through his mask. The chains and shackles were removed from his chest but his wrists were dug into with leather straps from ceiling. He was starting to become lightheaded as his feet were lifted from the ground as is he were apart of some hanging crucifix. MMMMPH! he shouted in a last ditch effort, the familiar clacking of domination closing forward.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

Ohh no, poor darling. Having trouble breathing? She noticed all teh signs of his body becoming devoid of oxygen. She walked around and grabbed a large, thick, polished, oak handle and patted it against her hand and grinned. You know, I wonder how those girls felt as you strangled them. As she finished the sentance she let the paddle fly and connected with his breast landing on his nipple. As you forced them to suck your cock. She hit his other nipple pleasantly suprised to see the red of his other nipple starting to rise. Selling them off. She hit his cock through his jeans. Making them have sex with other men. She spanked his ass and grinned. But, I am more of a monster than my people think I am. Let alone you, Edgar. Although, I imagine I have changed significantly from the girl that you sold off into slavery. She grinned and looked at him and chuckled. I imagine that I have changed quite a bit don't you think? I bet you would like to breath right now.
Thread: Betrayed (Loneiysong x Fetwick)

As Elena dangled and fought for air, began to speak to him as she juxtaposed his victim's struggle to his own. As Edgar struggled to stay conscious a stinging whack came crashing onto his chest. The mere surprise of it's loud crack tricked him into thinking a bone had chipped in his chest. MMMMPH! he wailed from the pain starting to swell on his right side. Edgar knew evil, and he could tell this wasn't even going to scratch the surface. There are two types of torturers. Those who do it for fun, and those who do it for revenge. Based on the starting of a rant, Edgar had somehow wronged this woman. UFFF! he let out as a second thwap stuck his chest. Oak is a sturdy material, but Edgar was a tough man. He could take beatings, but no one can survive without air for very long. And then there it was, Elena revealed that he had used her like the others. But he couldn't for the life of him remember when, he had been running this business for ten years. For her it was traumatizing experience, for him, it was Tuesday. MMM! MM! he violently shook his head up and down as she asked if he wanted air. Stars started to form in his eyes.