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Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

Ugh... The girl bit her lip, bound hands turning white as they turned into fists. The alien knew well that the girl was uncomfortable, and she milking this weakness for all it was worth. Her breathing intensified, the pounding of her heart practically echoing off the cell walls. The sensation of the alien's lips against her creamy skin sent another wave of goosebumps through her, body trembling. S-stop it! Just kill me! Her voice no longer held the edge it had before, instead sounding almost akin to begging.
Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

Mmmm... She nibbled gently at the human girls ear, a couple hands slowly sliding their way up her arms to the edge of her raw manacled wrists, massaging her tight muscles every inch of the way. Kill you? That would be a terrible waste. No, I can think of much better things to do with you... Her lower pair of hands reached Lens knees, sliding around to caress her inner thighs as they began to make their way back up her legs. You might as well just surrender, you know. It's only a matter of time before you do. Might as well make it easy on yourself... Her middle pair of hands took possession of Lens breasts, cupping and squeezing them, fingering her nipples gently...
Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

She'd seen their brutality face-to-face, she'd been a victim of it more times than she could count. Yet, all the same, the creature's touch was as tender as that of a lover's. Each caress brought with it an involuntary shudder, the girl's chest quickly rising and falling beneath her threadbare tunic. Sad as it might've sounded it was a struggle to keep herself from buckling entirely. It was even more of a struggle to avoid being swayed by the older woman's honeyed words. Still chewing at her bottom lip she'd shut her eyes, teeth slowly gritting. What...what kind of things? Her voice was barely more than a whisper. She wasn't giving in, so she told herself at least. This was simple curiosity, nothing more.
Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

Oh, many things. I could use you for my pleasure, much like I am now. Hold you in my arms and make you cum, make you whimper and beg for more. I could make you service me, and look down at that cute face as you suck on my cock. But most of all, She whispered in Lens ear, her hands reaching Lens pussy, spreading her lips and threatening to enter her, I could bury my cock in that tight pussy of yours, thrust away until you come, and fill you with my larva. Make you a host for my brood. Make you bear me fierce young, like yourself. I could even, She whispered quietly in Lens ear, Make you like it. Make you spread your legs and beg to be filled, again, and again, and again. How does that sound, little Len...?
Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

Arousal mixed with fear, the alien's threat drawing a sharp shiver through the girl's spine. She did her best to stifle a moan as the creature's hand reached down through the hem of her pants, teasing her nether lips. She was already at the cusp of giving in entirely, a realization that made the girl feel disgusted with herself. She thought she'd be able to last longer, and yet here was she was practically moments away from moaning. No, you can't. She hissed, desperate to believe the words herself. She knew that the aliens had a habit of kidnapping human women. According to the rumors they were used for breeding, filled with larvae and then disposed of once their purpose was done with. The thought of becoming one of those poor souls made her stomach writhe in disgust. It made her feel nauseous. I'd never feel pleasure from something so disgusting . Don't fool yourself!
Thread: The Captive (Yossarian and DrStrangeLove)

The alien giggled. That's the difference between our races. One of us in such a situation would give up and surrender, we're not nearly as stubborn as you. It's a trait we rather admire... She kissed Len behind the ear, nibbling gently on her skin. All the same though, you'll be changing your tune soon enough. A few hundred mindblowing orgasms will do that to a person... She begin pressing her finger into Len, gently invading her tight wet pussy...
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Thread: Midnight Maid (Major Marior/Saber Arturia)

The town had not seen its noble family in some time years for the most part. They had sent agents now and then, taxes and tithes, or acting as their agents when it came to land, property, and more esoteric matters. Rumors flew about naturally, some even saying they had died... But if one were to travel close to the estate at night, one would see lights on, people within was it haunted? No, the tax collectors acted in the families name, and no one was injured or vanished mysteriously. For some time years, this had continued on with none questioning it, as it was simple the way of life within the town. At least till now that was. Those who knew the family before the strange occurance would recognize the keen blue eyes and dark brown hair of their son, Gabriel. That night, it was not a collector or an agent who had entered the town, but instead the finely dressed nobleman, dressed for cool weather, and spending time in the tavern with people. He had aged, his skin fair and his smile charming, and few were surprised when he had announced the reasonhe was here. He was lookng for a servant, and perhaps... Even already had one in mind to pick. The lucky woman had received a beautifully handwritten letter, inviting her to the estate, and letting her know the pay would be worth it if she were to stay with the family and act as a maid not just her, but her family would receive money all the same. How could anyone resist in these dark times? She was to meet with him for dinner, the hour a little odd the sun was already setting when she was to leave, and the starry sky above a deep violet by the time shed arrived. None had really seen the estate up close in some time, but t was clear that whoever still lived within had tended to it recently. The garden was lit by moonlight, simple but still regal, flowers blooming. The path to the estate door was lit by torch and brazier alike, giving some warmth to the chill outside. The estate itself was large clearly meant for a ruling family that very will could have been the height of royalty... Yet few lights were on, giving the indication that despite the grandeur and size, it seemed... underpopulated. She was to knock, and wait to be invited before stepping in...
Thread: Midnight Maid (Major Marior/Saber Arturia)

The town had a name, that Marcine was sure of, but what the name was eluded her. Bowerstone? Twinbrook? Slateport? It was one of those strange names that felt foreign upon Marcine's tongue, and while she was content to discard the thought and move on towards her new master's estate, she figured that in due time she would have to learn all about her surroundings, and that included whatever the name of this town was. Marcine clutched her handwritten letter close to her breast and trudged down cobblestone streets until she was now lingering at the entrance to the property, which was hidden, no, secured by wrought iron fences and a singular, grand gate meant for admitting carriages and the like within. Ah yes, now that she had the time to dwell on it, she was certain that from the cobblestone streets wound about buildings and the like before leading up here... The town must have a fine industry in stonecutting, and if that was correct- Enough, Marcine hissed under her breath. She shook her head and tucked a few locks of violet hair behind her ear. Stop thinking. Just act. You've gotten so far now don't blow it with your damned rambling. The violet-haired woman glanced about as she entered the premises for her attention was grasped tightly by the regal flowers lit in the soft moonlight. Yes, the estate was quite fearsome and intricately designed as if it had been there for eons, but Marcine wasn't concerned with it, or rather, she couldn't be. What awaited beyond those large entrance doors wasn't some kind of monster or a dismal lair, it was a wonderful opportunity, and Marcine needed every opportunity she could get. She smiled at the flowers and torches along her path and soon came to a stop at the estate doors. With note and pack in hand, the modestly-dressed maid-for-hire looked up to the grand doors with determination in her eyes and nervousness quivering in her limbs. Marcine reached up and pounded on the door a few times to announce her arrival, and then she fell silent as she awaited admittance inside. Sir Gabriel, Sir Gabriel... N-no, Master Gabriel, Marcine corrected herself. Yes... Master. That shall do, I hope.
Thread: Midnight Maid (Major Marior/Saber Arturia)

Stonecutting was one thing the town was known for artisans of wood and masonry had been valued by the residents for years, and the town still carried those traditions with some pride in spite of the seeming loss of the noble family who claimed ownership of the lands. Though, with Gabriel once again approaching the town and showing that there was at least one noble left, there was some recent interest from the townspeople, both for him... And the woman he had hired as a servant. The violet haired woman was slightly out of place in the town as well, perhaps it was fate? Stone walls surrounded the estate, and the shadows they cast only made the gloomy and regal building more intimidating to the average onlooker, the building rather silent as the determined maid strode toward the entryway. Each tap against the door was a dull thud echoing deeper into the building, alerting who or whatever lurked within that there was a guest awaiting entry. For some moments there was no response, no answer to cast off the eerie silence of the estate. Maybe there was no one home. Maybe this was just an elaborate prank? A ruse on some young woman to get her vulnerable and alone... The door creaked open suddenly, the sound more intense than the silence minutes ago. A figure on the other side awaited her, a young man whose dark hair framed a youthful face , pale blue eyes looking to the woman standing before him. He was dressed with a simple and regal quality, a long sleeved shirt and pants of matching black tones, and his lips curling into a smile. Ah, on time. Good. Im glad to see you made it here on time, Marcine. I am Gabriel Florin, lord of this estate and I welcome you to it. By tonight, I hope you will likewie consider yourself part of it, as a maid of course... But, it will be your home. His tone was firm, a softness to it befitting a man raised to be graceful. Come in, lets get you out of the cold, without a servant ive been the one tending to cleaning and cooking... So I hope dinner tonight is not that bad. Stepping inside, his light hearted tone at the end was just as inviting. The common room was the first room within, and it showed the grandeur that Gabriels family lived with. Paintings of family members of the past, shelves lined with books, a warm and well lit fire in the mantle, many would kill for this sort of splendor. I hope the trip here was not troublesome?
Thread: Midnight Maid (Major Marior/Saber Arturia)

Marcine winced at the sound of the door opening, but she winced even more when the brightest of the manor hit her with full force once she could see inside. Things looked so much better on the inside than they did when Marcine saw from the outside. But she couldn't get too good of a look, for there standing before her was a remarkably well-dressed man with an affinity for the professional black color that she too wore. His features were rather sharp like the lapels upon his outfit, but once Marcine got past that she noticed the youthful face and wonderfully pale blue eyes. She was happy to finally put a face to the name 'Gabriel Florin', and for the most part she was pleased that she would be serving someone who looked to be around the same age as she was. Perhaps this master would be different from all the others, Marcine thought with a soft smile upon her face. The professionally-dressed maid listened intently to Gabriel and walked with him inside his manor. She was pleased to be out of the cold and darkness to now experience the warmth and elegant decorations of the manor's common room, or foyer. Her master was articulate and welcoming, and his tone seemed quite soft or gentle despite his position. But despite the tone, Marcine knew that there was a firmness to the man that reinforced the fact that he was the master and she was to be the servant. Her life was now in his hands, more or less. She was momentarily distracted by the gorgeous portraits upon the walls and was brought out of her spell by Gabriel's question. With a bow of her head Marcine answered in her own lighthearted tone. No, not at all, Master Gabriel. Though most of the townspeople were wary of me as an outsider, they were nonetheless accommodating. The path to your manor is delightfully quaint, if you'll permit me saying so. Marcine didn't have to tell Gabriel of all that she could do. He, as her employer and master, knew exactly what kind of skills she had with her, so there was no need in reiteration. I appreciate the opportunity you have given me, and I'm grateful that you'll allow me to reside here. Should you need anything further, please, you need but to ask. Now Master, what would you like to eat for dinner tonight? I'm certain I can find my way to the kitchen.
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

It was Thanksgiving, and Eric had been enjoying dinner with his family. Everything had gone perfectly, the food had been perfect, and there had been plenty of drinks for everyone, perhaps a few too many. But once the food was done, the drinks had kept on coming and everyone had wanted more to do, so out had come the board games. Monopoly had been the one quickly decided upon, though in the current drunken state, the money had gone all over the place, so as the game progressed and people began to land on each others spaces, the family needed a new way to 'pay their debts' without their Monopoly cash.
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Uminator said It was Thanksgiving, and Eric had been enjoying dinner with his family. Everything had gone perfectly, the food had been perfect, and there had been plenty of drinks for everyone, perhaps a few too many. But once the food was done, the drinks had kept on coming and everyone had wanted more to do, so out had come the board games. Monopoly had been the one quickly decided upon, though in the current drunken state, the money had gone all over the place, so as the game progressed and people began to land on each others spaces, the family needed a new way to 'pay their debts' without their Monopoly cash. Click to expand... She's out! Sarah nearly yelled as she did a little dance in her chair. The mother of the family, she was in her late 30's but still being practically striking in the classy floral print knee length dress she wore. Nothing that clearly hinted at a hidden kinky side at the surface, aside from the pair of handcuffs that the pair of her children had stumbled on earlier in the year I'm not out! Ashley insisted. The younger female at the table looked around for a moment, the brief thought of asking her brother for money instantly vanishing as impossible as she pulled the sock off her foot and slapped it on top the table. There, that should cover rent A SOCK? What kind of hotel are you staying in? That won't cover the cable TV! sarah giggled for a moment Just say you lost. I wanna hear it FINE Ashley said, biting her lip as her hands vanished beneath the table and after a bit of wiggling re-emerged with a pair of purple bikini cut panties beneath her skirt. Slapping her panties on the pile of cash, she looked over at the next in line and added a confident Your turn. I'm gonna win those back
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Eric laughed as he watched his wife and daughter arguing. Oh how he loved to watch them like this, both so like each other, so spunky and full of energy, and neither one ever willing to back down no matter what the stakes were. That was partly why he had married his wife....she wouldn't take no for an answer. She had decided they were getting married and that had been that. Oh come on Ashley, fair is fair Eric leaned over and grinned to his daughter. Gotta pay somehow, and if you can't pay then you're out He waved a finger at her and laughed before taking another sip of his drink. Ah come on, just a sock? Eric was nodding in agreement with his wife, then blinked as he watched Ashley vanishing beneath the table. Hm? What's she doing down there? He tried to lean over, but was caught by surprise when she got back up, then even more surprised as she slammed down a pair of panties. Oh my, and just what have you been wearing young lady? Eric looked at the panties, then his daughter in a slightly scolding manner. Well it's a good thing you've taken those off, I don't want you wearing things like that anymore missy He nodded quickly, before looking down. It was his own turn. Eric picked up the dice, rolling, but he ended up landing on one of Ashley's spaces....and clearly had no money to pay. Hmmmm....oh! I know! He smirked, then quickly reached up to remove his shirt, laughing as he tugged it off and dropped it onto the table. Gotta beat panties right? That oughta cover it His chest was in good shape, Eric kept himself fit after all.
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Uminator said Eric laughed as he watched his wife and daughter arguing. Oh how he loved to watch them like this, both so like each other, so spunky and full of energy, and neither one ever willing to back down no matter what the stakes were. That was partly why he had married his wife....she wouldn't take no for an answer. She had decided they were getting married and that had been that. Oh come on Ashley, fair is fair Eric leaned over and grinned to his daughter. Gotta pay somehow, and if you can't pay then you're out He waved a finger at her and laughed before taking another sip of his drink. Ah come on, just a sock? Eric was nodding in agreement with his wife, then blinked as he watched Ashley vanishing beneath the table. Hm? What's she doing down there? He tried to lean over, but was caught by surprise when she got back up, then even more surprised as she slammed down a pair of panties. Oh my, and just what have you been wearing young lady? Eric looked at the panties, then his daughter in a slightly scolding manner. Well it's a good thing you've taken those off, I don't want you wearing things like that anymore missy He nodded quickly, before looking down. It was his own turn. Eric picked up the dice, rolling, but he ended up landing on one of Ashley's spaces....and clearly had no money to pay. Hmmmm....oh! I know! He smirked, then quickly reached up to remove his shirt, laughing as he tugged it off and dropped it onto the table. Gotta beat panties right? That oughta cover it His chest was in good shape, Eric kept himself fit after all. Click to expand... Shirt does NOT beat panties! She stated, standing up for a moment and picking up the offending item off the pile of cash and holding it up in front of her for a moment before bundling it up and discretely breathing in her fathers musky smell. After a glance at her mother and the skeptical look she got Ashely slowly slid back into her seat and looked over the board. Okay fine, but next round you better not land on my hotel It's all in the dice dear, you just have to be skillful....... Sarah stated, before coming up with a solid two on the roll putting her on Eric's prime holding. Manhattan level rent, truly. Biting her lip for a moment she followed her daughter's lead and place the thong she was wearing on the pile with a wink in his direction. Lets hope that doesn't happen again, I'm not on birth control
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Oh it does so beat Panties. After all, shirt means there's something to look at Eric puffed up his chest for a moment, then laughed as he watched Ashley picking up his shirt, though he missed her breathing it in, too busy taking a drink. Who knows where I'll land hm? But right now, you should be more worried about where you're gonna land next time Eric smirked as he watched his wife take her turn, landing right on one of his most expensive spots. Uh-oh, looks like you're in trouble now dear Eric laughed as he watched her squirm for a moment, then wolf whistled as she moved to remove her thong, tossing it onto the table. My my. And here I'm criticising Ashley for her choices in underwear. Looks like my two lovely ladies are going to run out of high value items soon if this keeps up though Eric smirked, then nudged the dice over to Ashley. Your turn again dear, why don't we see where you end up hmm?
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Uminator said Oh it does so beat Panties. After all, shirt means there's something to look at Eric puffed up his chest for a moment, then laughed as he watched Ashley picking up his shirt, though he missed her breathing it in, too busy taking a drink. Who knows where I'll land hm? But right now, you should be more worried about where you're gonna land next time Eric smirked as he watched his wife take her turn, landing right on one of his most expensive spots. Uh-oh, looks like you're in trouble now dear Eric laughed as he watched her squirm for a moment, then wolf whistled as she moved to remove her thong, tossing it onto the table. My my. And here I'm criticising Ashley for her choices in underwear. Looks like my two lovely ladies are going to run out of high value items soon if this keeps up though Eric smirked, then nudged the dice over to Ashley. Your turn again dear, why don't we see where you end up hmm? Click to expand... Mom, you have thongs? Ashely said with wide eyed wonder. To be honest, while she was always the classy pinup she really was never the sexual type to Ashely. It felt like she was seeing a whole new side to her parents. Daddy......keep working out. You're doing good She added with a bit of a blush to her cheeks as she forced her eyes down to concentrate on the task at hand. Winding up her wrist, she blew on the dice before sending them across the table to rest with a solid three to send her straight to his hotel. Is it too late to order room service? She giggled softly
Thread: Thanksgiving Dinner (Um x skinnylove)

Oh that's one of your mothers more modest pieces of clothing Eric waved a hand and laughed at Ashley's surprise. Still, her shock was to be expected, that was a side of herself that Sarah normally kept between herself and him. Well of course I will, gotta keep myself in shape after all. It's a vicious cycle really, I gotta be fit in order to keep all the women away, but it's keeping fit that draws them in the first place He looked to his wife and grinned, then to Ashley as she took her turn, smirking as she landed right on his hotel, another expensive one. Room service? Oh I'm afraid that costs extra. Plus tip of course. So I'm gonna have to see just what you can offer to pay first my dear