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Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Rebecca moaned out again as her body trembled and shivered with the attention and more juices dripped down her legs. She moaned out, soon endorphins clogging out the immoralities of her situation as she moaned, squirming and trying to cross her legs, to do anything to stop him. She whimpered as she tried to control her body, logical thought and immoralities returning to her brain before they left again as her body became feverish and flustered and she felt an familiar, pulsing feeling in her lower abdomen as her muscles clenched. Oh dear god am I going to climax? The thought was like a scream, rattling throughout her brain as she moaned out, unable to stop her body as she climbed higher and higher, until....... Then, he stopped . Though she could feel his fingers hovering over her pussy, she moaned out in frustrated need, she needed to climax and she whimpered again as she moaned out and then she yelped as he jerked her head back to stare straight into a security camera. Her eyes widened, she was being filmed ? What he was doing to her was being filmed ? She shuddered and moaned out again, the need growing and increasing until a small whimper came out of her, something that shocked her that she would even stoop so low to say, please..........please.....let me climax.....I....need to.
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

No...I don't think so. Not yet... A wicked smirk across his lips Rethiel began to rummage through the medical kit on the floor. A long strip of dark bandage became a blind-fold wrapped tight around Rebecca's eyes. Rethiel grabbed Rebecca by the wrists and pulled her roughly off the pool table, not bothering to check how she landed and then he began to drag her down the left hallway, knowing the sudden change and application of force would be quite bewildering for the woman. Would the woman fight? Try to stand on injured feet? It didn't matter much, Rethiel would drag her back into the waiting chamber no matter how she struggled, his grip on her wrists vice-tight and relentless. The chamber Rebecca was forced into was rectangular, roughly fifteen feet by fifteen feet in length and width. Two shackles hung down from the ceiling from heavy chains, when rigged they would hold a person just off the floor if they were kneeling. Rethiel bound Rebecca with her wrists crossed above her head, forcing her into a kneeling position. Next came the machine, small and cylindrical with a vibrating pad of nubbed latex atop it. Rethiel settled the device between Rebecca's legs and turned it on, knowing the sudden intense vibrations against Rebecca's core would be quite startling. The best part? Rethiel was going to leave her on that device! For how long? Well, he hadn't quite decided yet. Be a good girl and stay put, I have some paperwork I need to do. And smile, you're still on camera. The words were a purr as Rethiel left the room, leaving Rebecca a slave to the machine.
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Rebecca whimpered out as he said the statement and her eyes widened slightly as she squirmed beneath his weight, suddenly afraid and nervous of what he would do. Soon, she was blind and unable to see, but only able to feel and she yelped as he yanked her to her feet and begin to drag her......somewhere... She trembled violently, looking around as she tried to stumble behind him. She tried once or twice to tug her wrists free, but his grip was like iron shackles relentless and strong as he dragged her and she had no choice but to stumble and almost fall behind him as she tried to look around. Then she felt cold metal clamp down around her wrists as he shackled her to some form of chains and rustled her, until her knees were bent and angled her so she was kneeling. She tried to look around, panic filling her with fear as she squirmed and whimpered. Then she felt him push something up into her and felt the intense vibrations. She almost squealed and squeaked with sudden relief, but also with fear as she heard him say that and heard him leaving the room. She finally managed to climax, her juices squirting all over the machine, but then she was forced to come down off of cloud nine and forced to endure the pleasure all over again, climbing higher and higher until she climaxed again. She was moaning out, squirming against the device as her body became flustered and she swallowed hard, being forced to climb again, and to be pleasured again. Oh dear lord, she was exhausted from two consecutive orgasms, how long would he leave her on this machine. She whimpered, moaned and squirmed against the device as she tried to hold back and resist another orgasm, knowing that soon, what she once needed and craved, an orgasm would turn into her worse nightmare if she kept having orgasm after consecutive orgasm. She felt her eyes glazing over, though, she couldn't see anything as her body was flushed and soon, her body, was dripping with sweat, and juices, and smelling like sweat and sex as she whimpered. The orgasm had now become torture for her as she was forced into a fifth orgasm, she cried out. By now, her lower lips were swollen and dripping with juices and there was a rather big puddle beneath her as she cried out again, wishing he would take her off of this device and take away the torture of orgasming for the sixth consecutive time as she whimpered and moaned, her eyes fluttering as she became so exhausted and so weak that she thought she would collapse right then and there. And she did, her eyes rolled back into her head as she fell unconscious, her juices dripping as the machine still plowed away at her tender and sensitive sex as her body went slack in the chains and one last moan left her, before she fell quiet, sweat dripping off her as the only movement was the twitch of her knees and the juices dripping from her swollen pussy.
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Forty-five agonizing minutes Rethiel left her bound to that wicked machine. Paper-work done and payment secured Rethiel came swaggering into the room with a large glass of water. Rethiel shut the machine down and then gave Rebecca a rough backhand across the face, disappointed that she'd succumbed and fallen unconscious. When he spoke his voice was a deadly quiet, Rethiel wanting to keep Rebecca constantly on edge. Endless fear, the threat of some now torment always on the horizon was how Rethiel liked to keep his servants. Terror could break the strongest of minds if allowed to lurk long enough. Many lessons waited ahead for Rebecca of all sorts. She'd be taught to entertain, taught her manners and taught her place. Rethiel had learned many things after having to break in so many servants...This one wouldn't run, Rethiel was sure of it. She would die learning before she even thought of escape, Rebecca's breaking would be the most ruthless of any that had come before. But would it be too rough? Would Rethiel finally cross the line he'd walked so tenuously in the past? I didn't say you could sleep. Drink. Rethiel pushed the glass to Rebecca's lips and tilted it back, pouring it down her throat regardless of whether or not the woman was ready for it. The water was icy cold and certainly something that Rebecca would welcome, regardless of how it was delivered. For now the torture was over...Though Rethiel wouldn't allow Rebecca to know that. No, Rethiel refused to give Rebecca any inkling of safety, any idea that she had a moment to rest. He wanted her terror to be permanent and tangible no matter how exhausted she was. Rebecca would become intimately familiar with fear at it's most basic, most faceless form. Deciding to test the waters and see just how she was feeling Rethiel turned the machine back on, leaving it thrumming at it's lowest of low settings. Just a whisper against her flesh, a promise of more suffering to come. Oh, how would she react to such a threat?
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Rebecca's eyes snapped open as a hoarse cry left her parched lips when she felt the backhand and felt the stinging and burning pain in her cheek. She looked up at him, trying to see him, though she could sense that he was nearby as the blindfold was still over her eyes. She swallowed hard and trembled as she heard his voice and felt a cold glass press against her lips and tilted forward. Rebecca first coughed and sputtered on the water, startled by it and then slowly, but surely she begin to gulp it down, feeling the ice cold water as a relief to her flushed and feverish body and system She was soon gulping it down, hungrily, desperate for any sort of relief from this torture as she finished it. She still felt the stinging on her cheek as she whimpered quietly, suddenly trembling, what was his plans? Was there more torture involved? She swallowed hard, and then a tremor went through her as she cried out hoarsely as the machine was turned on. She reacted almost immediately, squirming and writhing, trying to get away from the newly reactivated machine, though, it just barely buzzed, her sensitive and swollen lower lips felt as if it was on the fastest and most intense setting as she squirmed and writhed, whimpering and moaning as she slowly climbed higher, the descent made slower by the first setting of the machine, which made the torture worse as she whimpered and cried out, a soft sob coming from her as she tried to speak, her voice quivering and laced with moans and whimpers, please make it stop......
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Oh how pliable she was! Rethiel loved seeing a woman exhaust and defeated, so desperate for help. One last trial and then he'd let her free...For now. After all, it hardly seemed fair that the captive had peaked six times now and Rethiel hadn't even came once. Rethiel pressed the bulge of his manhood to Rebecca's lips, expecting her to free him from the confines of his pants and pleasure him. It took a great deal of willpower for Rethiel to not simply pull Rebecca off the machine and fuck any sense she had remaining completely from her. However that was not how he wanted their first true coupling to happen. Rethiel wanted to break Rebecca down and make her beg for his cock, plead for it when she'd been a good girl. Right now Rethiel just wanted to get off and then call it a night, relax and plan out his next moves. Rethiel wasn't a patient man when his needs had been aroused and so he adjusted the machine's dial with his foot, turning it up a little as incentive for Rebecca to do what was necessary with proper haste and diligence. I'll let you down when I'm good and ready. And you better not spill a drop. This would be a small triumph for Rethiel to savor, a reminder of just why he played all these elaborate games. Rebecca had three long days at this compound before they would set out for the estate...Three days of torment, torture and agonizing humiliation. This was her orientation of sorts, the time for her to learn the price she'd pay for disobedience...And a time for her to learn of the potential rewards for proper service. Once the woman learned her place her life wouldn't be so bad...Though any misstep or mistake would result in her temporarily plunging into the closest thing to hell on this green earth. It was a frightening dichotomy, and one Rethiel loved to maintain so thoroughly.
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Rebecca writhed and squirmed as she whimpered out, desperate for it to stop. Then she felt Rathiel's bulge press up against her mouth and she whimpered again, trembling. Then she felt the machine go up a notch, making her climb faster as she yelped out, writhing as she trembled. She knew what he wanted and her hands were bound above her as she whimpered, knowing she would have to use her mouth. She opened her mouth, and using her tongue and teeth she managed to get the zipper and the button undone and that was only half the battle. She leaned forward and tried to tug his pants and boxers down with her teeth, as she squirmed and writhed against the machine, trying to fight off another orgasm as she whmpered. She managed to get them to his knees and she swallowed hard as she leaned back, a blush of humiliation spreading across her cheeks. She knew it was the only way to get the agony to stop and she leaned back forward, trying to feel with her lips where his member was as she found it and opened her mouth to take him in. She gagged and then slowly she devoured more of him, until his member was in her throat, gagging occasionally, she started to suck on him, she even licked up and down his shaft, swallowing occasionally to make her guttural walls clench around the head of his member as she sucked and licked on it, gagging. Muffled whimpers came from her as the machine still thrummed, bringing her closer to the edge as she writhed against the shackles holding her, still sucking, swallowing and licking his member.
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

One hand cupped the back of Rebecca's neck, fingers finding a firm hold in Rebecca's hair. Rethiel rocked slowly against Rebecca, forcing all of his considerable manhood into her mouth and down her throat. Slowly his eyes slid shut and his breathing shallowed, thoughts slipping away as Rethiel indulged in the pleasure that assaulted his mind and body. Each muscle in his body began to tense, the hand at the back of her head shaking slightly as her ministrations carried him upwards, closer and closer to a peak he'd been waiting to traverse for several hours now. Rethiel nudged the machine onto it's highest setting once again, wanting to feel Rebecca hit her peak against his cock. Hopefully she'd thrash enough to miss some of his release, give him a reason to think of more punishment later. Only once Rebecca caved and gave herself to a final orgasm would Rethiel allow his own release to come, let Rebecca taste her reward for her hard work. Rethiel freed Rebecca from her shackles but kept that hold on her neck, expecting Rebecca to see to her duties with renewed vigor, to appreciate such an act of mercy. A second kindness came, Rethiel undoing the blindfold and allowing Rebecca sight once more, if only so that she could get a look at her surroundings. Various toys and devices hung from the walls of the chamber, a large four poster bed resting in the corner. Restraints were tethered to each of the bed's four supports, resting atop silk sheets and fur blankets. Sturdy looking cuffs and shackles, it was rather obvious this was where Rebecca would be sleeping while they laid low...But how much time was she going to spend in this room? How many sexual tortures did Rethiel have planned for his newly acquired servant?
Thread: Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

Rebecca let out a muffled whimper as she felt his hand and fingers thread through her hair as if to hold her in place and she shuddered. She wanted to bite down on his member, she wanted to fight, but she was terrified, blind and writhing in agony against the vibrations of the machine thrumming deep inside her. Was she in any position to fight back? She let out a muffled whimper and for a minute, her teeth came down, slightly, putting more pressure as the seconds ticked by. Then as he pressed the machine to it's highest setting, she let out a muffled yelp of agony and her teeth lost their grip as she kept sucking, brought to the very edge of a peak. She whimpered as she squeezed her eyes shut behind the blindfold and she felt herself climax as she thrashed and whimpered, crying out, though it was muffled, in agony as she squirmed and wriggled beneath his grasp, trying to get free. She felt her arms being unshackled and she was grateful as she squirmed the last of her juices dripping out as she finished her seventh climax. She let her hands go by her side as she kept sucking on him, unable to pull away. She felt the blindfold unwinding and she blinked against the sudden light and vision as she shivered. Then as her eyes adjusted from almost an hour of darkness, she saw the room. Her eyes widened as she saw everything around the room and she swallowed, wanting to fight back again as she started to bite down again, she had to get out of here, otherwise he would use the devices on her for many nameless hours as she applied pressure with her teeth, squeezing his member tightly again as she tried to fight as she whimpered quietly and trembled as she looked up at him.
Thread: Wedding Planning ... What an odd thing to say...

Some of you may know, some of you may not, but I am engaged. We had been dating a year when I decided to pop the question on our one year anniversary my Fiance's birthday back in 2010. Oh my God, just realized how long ago that was. We decided to wait a few years before finally tying the knot as back then we had next to money and were only just starting our careers. Three years later we are still engaged, still have next to no money and have started completely new careers. So we've decided to at least start planning for it which I am excited about. We've decided on a theme, it is going to be a bit of a gamer geek masquerade wedding, little bit dark as both of us hate pastels and bright colours. I'm happy with everything so far, but I can't decide on music I would like. Nothing seems to fit and it aggravates me a little. I have decided on two things though and that's that the Father-Daughter dance is going to be to You're My Best Friend by Queen as my dad and me are big Queen fans. And at the end of the ceremony when we are pronounced we are going to have the Xbox 'Achievement Achieved' sound bite play before launching into the Faunts M4 Part 2 the song from the Mass Effect 1 credits as we walk back down the isle. Other than that I am stumped. I would like someone to discuss things with me and give opinions as my fiance has been no help at all. She doesn't really care and that pisses me off as well. If you know of some good gamer or metal music for our first dance let me know, I would love to hear it. This is a link to my Pinterest page if you want a better look at what I have to far Masquerade Gamer Wedding 3 Four years and still in love... I'm the blonde.
Thread: Wedding Planning ... What an odd thing to say...

I've been engaged for three years now. Now we've been together for three years and no where near ready with the money. But we're gamer geeks as well an this website is cool. Hope it helps
Thread: Wedding Planning ... What an odd thing to say...

Make a Pandora station...play around with it, listen to it for a couple afternoons, jot down anything the virtual DJ throws at you that sounds good. Spotify Radio can be used for the same purpose. Spotify has a deeper library than Pandora, but its algorithm is a little more conservative it's less likely to hit you with some long-forgotten zinger or one-hit wonder than Pandora is.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Jake sighed as he drew the magic circle on the ground. It had been a few days since he had been threatened by the local gang, and he wasn't taking any chances. Jake was six feet tall, had fair skin and slight muscularity. He currently wore a black summoner robe over his red t-shirt, jeans, and white sneakers. He began to chant an incantation. He knew the repercussions of summoning a demon, but he hoped it wouldn't trick him into an eternal contract. Come forth, one who dwells beneath.... He also knew that the demon wouldn't be very nice, but he hoped that it would at least warm up to him. He began to explain his situation. There are those who wish to do harm to me. They must be destroyed, and I, protected. His robe began to flutter. Now, come forth, denizen of darkness! He shouted.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Kadi smirked when the mas words echoed in her head, she had been in the process of feeding on a weak human, she flipped her long red hair back the gold that surrounded the pupil of her bring blue eyes glowed slightly. She licked her lips slightly as she climbed off of the guy, she pulled on his black button up shirt and spun vanishing. She reappeared behind the human who had summoned her, she lightly pressed her short slender frame against his back as she slipped her hands around to caress his chest. So you are having some problems with bullies perhaps you should have called your mommy instead. she whispered in his ear before slowly pulling away. She looked around a bit, she was slender with very nice curves that seemed to show in the shirt that barely covered her perfect small round ass. She was barely over five feet tall but her height didn't seem to matter. She slowly started to circle him, she was studying him, she didn't trust humans at least her own kind were honest about what they were and what they were going to do. Humans on the other hand, well one could almost call them the true demons. She sighed thought for a moment I suppose I could help you but things could get very messy, plus what do you have to offer me in exchange she said softly.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Jake blushed brightly. U-um...wh-what would you like? B-barring my life force? He asked shyly, shedding the summoner's robe. A Succubus. A low level but very dangerous demon. He had to tread softly. You see, the Black Hoods gang has terrorized this area for years, and they finally came to me and issued a death threat. Naturally, I don't want to die, so I desperately need you to take care of them in any way possible. He explained. Um...are you hungry? I have some food you can have.... Jake shrugged.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Kadi shook her head If I kill you then who is going to lead me to a bunch men I can feed off of she said softly, she moved in close to him, she pressed against his chest, lightly trailing her fingers up and down his chest. I can take care of them, you should know hard it is for a man to resist some one like me. I can take them down with little effort. she said simply, she looked up into his eyes. When he mentioned hunger her eyes flashed I don't really eat rat food. however I could go for a little snack she said leaning up firmly kissing him, she slowly pulled away taking in a deep breath as a thin ribbon of light flowed from his mouth to hers. She closed her mouth as he eyes flashed again mmm yummy she said softly lightly running her tongue over her lips. She wanted to make it clear to him that he should never cross her.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Jake moaned softly when she kissed him. He felt a miniscule sliver of his life get sucked away. He blushed. He wasn't even planning on crossing her. I w-won't cross you....if you won't cross me...d-deal? He asserted feebly. He walked into the kitchen of his apartment. You don't mind if I eat, do you? He asked, fixing up a sandwich. So...my name is Jake. What is your name, and how soon can you start? He asked, slathering mayonnaise and mustard in the bread, before putting a few slices of turkey on as well. He smiled at himself before taking a bite.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Kieran smirked, as if he could actually do anything to her is she did cross him If we are going to waste time with worthless chit chat then perhaps I should just leave. Introductions are pointless we have work to do and why are you wasting my time while you eat, couldn't you have taken care of your needs before you brought me here she said coldly, she walked around the room a bit annoyed that she had been interrupted during a feeding session for what some bullies. This is how she saw things and to her this just seemed foolish.
Thread: The Summoner and his Succubus

Jake sighed. If you want me to cancel the contract, fine. I'll just find a more cooperative partner. He responded calmly, finishing his sandwich. Listen. I seriously need someone like you to help me. He explained. If I try to run, they WILL find me.