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Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

Kale could sense that he was getting close, her body was responding perfectly and he heard the lust in her voice as she could not speak without a moan or a groan escaping from her lips. Kale smiled and as he kept her head pulled back and his fingers stroked the soft warm velvety flesh between her legs he kissed his way back up to her ear and he simply said. You submit to me. That is what you want to say. I know you do, your body desperately wants your mouth to say that. Know that those words will bring more pleasure than my fingers ever will. But you need to realize that on your own. You need to hear your voice speak those words, to verbally acknowledge your submission. To say aloud that you belong as my submissive. He said as he placed another kiss on her ear and moved back down towards her neck and suckled on her neck and collar bone. His fingers moving slightly deeper into her and he moved carefully towards the area of her g-spot. When he had sunk his entire fingers into her warm core he began to stroke her wall up towards her clitoris and out to him. Wanting to strike that g-spot just right. To show her that he was her master over her body, and if she allowed it, her mind.
Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

The fingers continued to stroke, drawing more and more wetness from Emma's willing body. Her sex felt as though it were melting molten hot and beginning to leak with feminine juices. The hips kept moving, kept seeking out those fingers, kept seeking that pleasure. All the while, she could feel his lips pressing against her, kisses of passion, kisses of domination. The girl moaned, she shook her head, she even managed enough to push against the wall, if feebly. Say aloud that she belonged? Emma shook her head again, her hair starting to get in her way, trapped between lips and marring portions of her face. She could feel him kissing her, suckling her neck, sure to draw red marks upon the white of her flesh. Even as she struggled, both with the arousal and against it, Emma felt the heat flaring within. Sweat was beginning to bead now, and her legs parted further, allowing him greater access. Those fingers dragged along her inner walls, massaging her sex as no man had done before. Then, his fingers were teasing toward her clit that tiny bundle of nerves just sticking out. Emma had known of the clitoris in a general sense, but never bothered with it, and her feeble attempts at lovemaking certainly hadn't helped her discover something. Nor had any of that touched upon that hidden spot within. That spot that Kale found. Oh goooooood! cried Emma. Her body jerked and spasmed. Emma's entire form seemed to be moving, quaking and jerking. She arched her back, letting out wordless cry a sharp, piercing one. Her sex spasmed about fingers, releasing more liquid, nearly anointing those fingers with her juices. Pleasure rippled all throughout her, overwhelming senses and taking full control over her fine form. The girl could do nothing except ride it out, moaning, groaning, even outright screaming at the intense pleasure called forth by Kale's masterful manipulations. As it subsided, Emma felt her vision swim, completely overcome by the intensity of the orgasm, unable to move or to really think she simply slumped against the wall, nearly falling completely.
Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

Kale smiled as his master manipulation of Emma's sex brought about probably the most powerful orgasm of her entire life. Kale slid his fingers out of her slowly and he just stroked her delicate and sensitive sex as it spewed its juice down her legs. Kale smiled and held her up from her body collapsing with the hand in her hair as well as the hand stroking her sensitive delicate pussy. He leaned in and placed strong firm kisses on her neck as he went to her ear and said. That is what a dominant brings to a submissive. Pleasure that is indescribable. Pleasure that you will never experience outside of your dominant's hand and body. It is obvious to me and to the other trained submissives and dominants in this club that you are a submissive and that your my submissive. You will find that no other man can do what I did as quickly and as decisively as me. I know your body better than you. All I need is for you to give me your mind and your love. Be my submissive and you will have no regrets about anything at all. He said as his fingers continued to stroke her and to hold her head back and her neck exposed. Kale desperately wanted this girl to realize her true nature, to see that she was indeed meant to be his submissive.
Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

The fingers left, and Emma could feel hot liquid upon her thighs and legs. His hands moved to hold her up, to brace her, and another began stroking her. Kale stroked Emma not as a person did to another, but like you would a possession, a pet that you happened to dote upon and love more than the rest. He leaned forward, and Emma felt more kisses upon her neck. Her resistance was gone, burned away by an intense climax. Intense pleasure Emma was a submissive. The girl still wanted to deny it, felt her mind resist and recoil from the idea. But her body wanted more, craved it. Her head was already moving before she could fully comprehend the action nodding its acceptance of her new role. She would be his , if the reward for being so was to get more pleasure exactly like that. He knew her body, and now his fingers were returning. Hips moved to fingers, a neck lolled, and the starlet moaned, a moan of half desperation, half despair. There was no pulling back, and Emma didn't think she would even if the option had become available to her. Kale not only had her where he wanted her, but where Emma wanted to be.
Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

Kale saw her head nod as she accepted her position and then her head rolled with his kisses and her pussy moved with his fingers and he knew then and there that she was his and that he could leave and she would be back as soon as he invited her back. Kale kissed her neck once more and then whispered into her ear. Emma, my submissive, I want you to wear a necklace, that shows all you belong to me, It is usually a collar, but in your line of work I doubt you could wear a collar, so this necklace will be your reminder of my fingers on your body, of the pleasure and control your dominant has over you. He said as he gave her pussy a soft pat before reaching into his back pocket and putt a silver dog tag like necklace around her neck and on the tag it simply said. Kale's good girl, and then listed some of Kale's information such as his phone number and the time to contact him. Kale smiled and then said. Also, tonight before you sleep you will shave this tuft of hair. He said as his hand returned to her nether region and he played with the small bit of hair above her slit and then he removed his hand and added. Lastly, I want you to purchase two things for me. A vibrator and an anal plug. He said and then delivered another kiss to her neck and slowly released her hair, letting her head fall back to it's initial position.
Thread: Breaking Miss Watson  {darkest_fate&Master_Germish}

More kisses, more movements, and Emma could only groan. He kissed her upon the neck, a kiss that felt like a finishing move, then whispered words into her ear. Emma, still dazed, still panting from her orgasm, could only nod. Whatever he said she was going to obey. At least, that was how it would go for now. Besides, his explanation made sense it might look like a collar, so this is a necklace of some kind. Emma felt a slight pat, one that made her yelp and jerk again. Soon, something was enclosing around her neck, cinching tight. Emma recognized it, having seen such things on animals time and time again. She'd seen it on a few humans too, though she barely remembered that now. Her glazed brown eyes flicked down, seeing it, seeing the tag glistening there. She reached for it, seeing that it didn't even have her name, but instead a statement of ownership. This made Emma squirm she wasn't sure she really... but she remembered the sexual tension, the great climax he'd wrought upon her body. It had been so splendid. More orders were soon coming, along with a pat to her sex, one that made her cry out. The girl nodded, agreeing. She would shave she would find a way to purchase such things. Emma wasn't even entirely certain why she agreed, only that it seemed like the best course of action. Agree, and receive the reward. It made sense. She had to do what made sense. Should I come back to the club tomorrow?' asked Emma, not sure. No, she shook her head she shouldn't want this at all. Her mind was just so addled, so confused...
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

The hair brush ran through the thick black hair several times, as Princess Jasmine worked her way through her nightly routine. Everything was calm and safe in Agrabah, and there was certainly no reason to be on your guard. Jafar had been sealed into his lamp, Genie had been set free to roam, and Aladdin was held in a position of honor, tucked away in his own room in the palace. Yes, his own room, since the Sultan hadn't been quite insistent upon the two getting married quite yet. Perhaps he was still waiting for Jasmine to change her mind more likely he wanted to keep his baby girl for a little while longer. Jasmine had to admit that this latter was quite frustrating to her. She'd long since discovered what happened when you touched those tender bits. Those impressive breasts, the mounds that were swathed in blue silk at the moment, were easy enough to play with. Just bring delicate fingers up to pinch at darkened nipples and rub. Or slide a hand down the well-muscled stomach, running along the waistband of the billowy, silken pants. Just slide a finger there, running along the black hair that lined the sex, and then prod at those lips. Jasmine was half tempted to engage in such acts now, frustrated as she was. Per usual, she and Aladdin had some time alone, which they'd spent kissing with steadily increasing passion. The kiss had done its job, as Aladdin was proving to be a quick learner in that department. However, he was also intelligent, or at least cautious. The moment Jasmine worked his hands down her slim body, he'd balked, insisting that her father wouldn't approve. So the princess was instead attempting to work her frustrations through her hair. She fluffed the waist length mass, feeling its heft as it hit her pert, heart-shaped rear. The princess sighed, rising to her feet. Perhaps she should just sneak into Aladdin's chamber. What her father didn't know wouldn't hurt them.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

A low voice entered the room, seeming to be both everywhere and no where at the same time. The voice was low, lower then any human vocal cords could make and yet also full of a richness, like dark chocolate or a nice warm bath. It seemed to wrap itself in the her and just listening to it would cause a moistness in between most women's legs. Naughty Naughty Princess, so very naughty, wouldn't you rather be with a real man, a man who could show you a whole new word of pleasure take you to the highest peaks of what your ind could withstand? Jasmine would hear as much as feel a hard gust blowing into her room. Caressing her skin and other places seemingly under but without disturbing her blue silken clothes. Hands everywhere that gave pleasure, however promised so much more. The Message lasted for a mere third of a minute t most, but the spirit hoped that would get the princess to ignore caution. He spoke it's voice right in her ear, Say I give myself to thee and I will show you pleasure beyond what you can imagine.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

The willful princess heard the voice, and more importantly, she felt it. The girl's lips parted with a gasp as she felt it wrap itself about her. Just listening to the voice was nearly enough to make her tremble, feeling her sex beginning to throb with that all too familiar need. Talks of being naughty, of being shown a new world of pleasure, slid over Jasmine's quaking form, caressing the browned flesh and making the girl moan aloud. Another gust, and it seemed as though hands were crawling over her skin. Jasmine nearly fell against it, suddenly all too aware of how desperately she needed the touch of a man, nearly any man. The message had been brief, the touch fleeting. Another whisper, a command to give over herself to the creature in exchange for pleasure. Her eyes flew open at that. Jafar? she demanded. She suddenly felt nearly sick, springing away from the sleeping cushions she'd been working toward. Do I need to call the guards? Did you really think that a few simple words and some touching would convince me to just give myself to you? Clearly this girl would take a little more than simple convincing, especially by dark, mysterious forces. Already the princess was heading toward the door, her walk determined and her features intense.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

A a low chuckle filled the room, Poor child, your court wizard was a pedophile with a power fetish, I am as beyond him as the so called Djinn's was his human form, I am far stronger, far more powerful than any mere Genie. The entire room seemed to shake with power, not in a scary way, but as if the hoe room were a vibrator and as if a lightning storm were about to occur. Again like fine wine the vibrator was their causing no damage but giving a sense of ease and arousal. The being was too weak to send a spell like this directly at the princess ad instead was using the stone of the room to amplify it. When it stopped his chuckle filled the room again. The demon used a lot of his power to manifest his form. Nearly collapsing at the said he said, My name is Tomax The Great, many centuries ago I fell in love with a Sorceress, it was back before your father's dynasty took control of the sands, I swore to protect my love until the days the sands stopped shifting so she made me into a very powerful being, however like all men I was fallible, and I slept with a rival of the woman I loved in a different form. Taking a deep breathe as if to show Anguish the Spirit sighed, The two battled and I was cast into another dimension until my lover or her blood line was ready for me, needed a loyal concubine and protector, you were already saved a bit by me, but without your sexual energy I cannot manifest, subtle pulls and pushes here and their, making your court magician forget the binding rules of a Genie, but that has nearly exhausted my powers and soon I will cease to be. The spirit's form was very unimposing. He was 6' 5, very very VERY pale, much more so then anyone the princess had probably ever seen. His eyes the most enchanting bright teal. His white blond hair brushed back and kept in an elaborate braid style similar to her own oddly enough. He was muscular with a twelve pack, however his muscles were more like Aladdin's then any of her guards. He wore black pants but more in style with Aladdin's as well. His hair was long easily down to the midde of his back. He smiled at her, Hard to believe huh, that I was here, I have the potential to be much MUCH stronger the any genie, however it requires the willing link of sexual energy transference, or else I m barely able to exist, the fact your sexually awakened and stimulated has attracted me more to you.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

The vibration stopped Jasmine in her tracks, not wanting to accidentally step into anything that would kill her, or even possibly harm her. There was something about the thrum that brushed across her skin, doing very little to quash the growing feelings of frustration that were bubbling within. Jasmine swallowed and forced down her own frustrations as the being manifested before her. The princess's eyes went wide at that, not only because a being had formed out of the air, but because he looked drastically different than most of the beings that Jasmine had encountered. His story made him sound somewhat heroic, or at least, more heroic than evil. Human, possibly, with the mentioning of his failing in staying completely true to the woman. My sexual energy, she repeated, not quite believing it. He also made it sound as though he'd had some influence upon their defeat of Jafar which, of course, meant that they owed him something. The idea of the being dissipating did weigh somewhat on Jasmine's conscience, as she certainly didn't want to be responsible for someone's demise. What do you mean by a willing link of sexual energy? I'm not going to lay with you, if that's what you're hoping, said Jasmine, folding her arms and studying him intently. She knew a trap when she saw one. Then again, if he simply wanted to, oh, she didn't know, pull the energy from her and leave her satiated, that wouldn't be so bad. Poor thing didn't even know about oral sex, beyond rumors heard from guards when they didn't know she was in the room.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

Thomas sighed a bit, as he explained to the poor Princess, The human soul is pure energy, it leaves echoes of itself everywhere it goes, like a candle casting out light, that's one reason places where lots of people died feels and even if you don't know the hostility or places where people were tortured you feel a bit uncomfortable, also places like your room you feel most comfortable, because in your room a lot of your energy is present. The spirit took a deep breathe, All energy types are varied, Love, Hate, pain, grief, and many spirits feed on one or another, sometimes if one dies feeling a negative emotion, that negative emotion resides in said place, making what you humans cal ghost. The spirit looked at her, In essence you could call me an astral guardian, a human whose soul was inked to their body, I feed off of lust energy one of the very few renewable energies of the body, simply say, I give myself to thee and I will be able to feed on your energy allowing myself to take solid form ounce more.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

Pure energy that sounded more or less like what Jasmine had heard and understood. Jafar, during one of his more intellectual rants, had mentioned something like that as an explanation for how he was able to use magic. Jasmine had been only half-listening, as she was wont to do whenever the creepy old man had spoke, but she'd caught enough to compare it to what the spirit said now. So the princess nodded as he talked, then ended with the talk about feeding off the lust energy, as it was renewable. Having gone through several nights with pent up energy, Jasmine was certainly willing to go along with that explanation. She shifted again, feeling the buzzing within her gut and debating. This still sounds like a trap, she said, biting her lip nervously. However, she also knew full well that there were good spirits and djinni out there. Aladdin's genie had been right in that line. There was no mistaking the big, blue guy's likeability or willingness to do right. This spirit sounded like he was more or less in the same boat, and he was willing to get started by siphoning off Jasmine's already bothersome lust. This was beginning to sound more and more like a winwin situation for her. I give myself to thee, she finally said, nodding confidently. This should be simple, quick, and then she could focus back on more important things, like the man she loved.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

The spirit smirked suddenly like a large jungle cat that had found a particularly inattentive herder. He spoke quietly but the torch lights seemed to dim. His eyes slowly seemed to shift and glow brighter and brighter red, Then, their are demons creatures that feed off of sexual energy by breaking the will of those who they can make give themselves to thee, turning them into nothing more than sexual batteries. He snapped his finger, and in a flash the room was black. A single torch light seemed to shine over Jasmine. Outwardly not much had happened. Her legs were tied to the upper posts of her bed more specifically her ankles. Her wrists were also tied to the, meaning her arms and legs were spread taunt. A piece of light blue silk was shoved into her mouth, her own arousal moist panties. The demon ran his hands down her semi naked body smirking. She was still wearing her pants and top, but with no bra or panties they barely hid her private areas from view. Leaning down he said, I always heard Arabian whores were the most flexible. Leaning down he captured her right big toe in his mouth. Suckling the small, light down and soft digit. Running his tongue log the skin between the two. He licked around between each toe, sucking each toe inn turn. Slowly he ran his tongue down her foot nibbling and kissing the sensitive flesh. Smirking he pressed his tongue flat as he reached the hem of her pants. Letting his tongue run along down her long tied straight leg. He knew the material was so thin she'd feel his saliva under it, but it was also so soft it would add to the sensation. Slowly his tongue traveled to her sex. However he licked around it traveling up her left leg and giving it the same treatment as her right. His hot saliva wasn't just spit, it was a powerful aphrodisiac to keep the princess's body nice and willing for him.
Thread: To Build the Perfect Harem Across the Worlds {darkest_fate&ThomasRHellsing}

Darkness, and Jasmine gasped into it, realizing what she'd dreaded. She braced herself, preparing to fight, even as she desperately tried to figure out what she'd be fighting against. Within moments, she was trussed tied tight to the bed. The princess's dark eyes went wide as she tested her binds, her lean, tanned form going tight. The placement of her panties was quite evident, as the girl attempted to protest, only to feel the luscious blue silk preventing any real noise. Jasmine heard what her captor said, and she glared daggers at him, the kind of look that made guards run for cover. She struggled against the bindings, pulling tight, straining that beautiful body against what held her in place. The struggles turned more desperate as he drew closer, his lips closing in on her flesh. A mouth went around her toe, and Jasmine jerked her foot. It felt strange, and she wasn't sure why he was starting there, bothering her. Yet he lavished attention upon her foot, treating it as though it were some sensual part of her body. Against her wishes, Jasmine found the treatment arousing. It probably didn't help that as he left up, she felt the saliva leaving a strange, burning sensation sinking into her skin and floating through her. That tongue moved against her leg, the muscle drawing against fabric and dragging both along. The tongue was moving toward her most treasured of areas. Jasmine's sex was already dewy from her previous arousal, and the constant licking was nearly torturous. She could feel her body burning from the effects of the saliva, making her squirm all the more. That hairless sex was actually thrust, much against its owner's wishes, toward the lips. But the captor moved along, instead going along her leg. She felt the heat rising within her, the skin of her legs hot, the arousal spreading across her body, latching onto the natural feelings and amplifying them almost painfully. The princess squirmed and pulled against, even starting to shout against the gag, wanting to be freed of this as quickly as she could manage.