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Thread: Barking Mad [ Bear & Rave ]

There was something about his personality that made her want to stay around him, even if he was intimidating from his status and the way that he carried himself. He was confident and knew exactly who he was and what he wanted, which was something that women liked about men that she was not immune to in the least bit. She found herself looking at him when she thought he wasnt looking, her cheeks staying flush from the terrible things that were running through her mind. It never occurred to her to pay more attention to Max than she did, though it was hard to miss that he was aroused from her introduction. Her eyes glanced at the slick member before looking away, the sixth sense that most people were born with tickling at the back of her neck. There was something in her that told her this wasnt a safe situation, but it was so very hard to listen to the voice of reason in your head when you were otherwise occupied with such a handsome face. Like a sheep to the slaughter, she followed James through his home to his bedroom. For all she knew, the man was a serial rapist and murderer, but yet here she was willing to walk directly into his bedroom, admiring the way it was designed and the finery that he was able to afford. Wow, She couldnt think of any other words to encompass everything that she saw besides just that because frankly, she didnt even know that people lived so close but still so far from her. The difference in their lifestyles was almost painful, the image of her bedroom just barely large enough for her bed coming to mind. You certainly have a lot of Room. She said after a minute, since she had really no other ways to describe it. The mention of something else made her quirk her brow, her interest piqued because the ad had been very straightforward in what he was looking for. Hed wanted someone to take care of his dog in the event that he wasnt able to be there for him, and to keep him company while he was at work. It wasnt all that hard of a job, what kind of particulars could there be that she in particular would be best for? It was then that she made her own conclusions from the hints that shed seen previously - a completely and utterly wrong one. Her eyes moved from Max, then to his owner, then back to Max, her mouth coming open slowly to form an almost perfect O. She bit her lip then, Oh, uh, She felt a bit embarrassed about it, I can understand how its hard for a man to, uh, get his male dog fixed but I dont think Im really the best person to take him to the vet for That. She said, wincing at the thought, I mean, he isnt really comfortable with me yet so I dont think it would make a good impression for me to be the one to get him Cut.
Thread: Barking Mad [ Bear & Rave ]

Ah, this was the fun part. The squealing and the struggling. Perhaps knowing he was sheltered behind his money and wealth allowed him the freedom to enjoy such atrocities to the fullest extent, but who would believe her? Everyone would chalk the girl up as a gold digger, who came for a legitimate job and sought to besmirch the agent's name in order to get some money. Besides, what he was doing was, exactly as she said, quite fucked up. The degree of inevitability was quite low, which meant that she was completely, and utterly, under his control at that very moment. Oh how it got his own cock hard, watching her bent down and trying to struggle, be it via her words or the shaking of her body to shove away the dog or his grip. The fullness of her ass, and the bare protection of the thong would provide much temptation for him, let alone Maximus, who seemed to be wasting no time trying to get his own cock where he wanted it to go. A quick grin slipped on Jason's lips once more, as he leaned his torso down to come eye to eye with the held down bitch-to-be, just so she can look at him while she felt the dog's cock creeping higher up her legs and towards its desired goal. I can't do that, darling. You're just right for this job. -Just- right, to get my boy finally nice and quiet. Besides... His grin widened, and his free hand slipped down to his own pants where he gripped the base of his shaft, clearly hardened. It was no less than eight or nine inches of thick girth, the outline visible against the thin material of his pants. He's not the only one that needs a relief. You just sit there like a good little bitch, and you won't leave here without anything less than triple what you came here for. He mused, knowing he held the money over her head. Though, he paused for a minute, suddenly looking over at Maximus as he started stroking his own cock. But oh wait-- more on that later...it seems someone's finally found what they're looking for. Good boy! He cheered on his dog with a sadistic grin, who's grip finally found its fruit. Claws dug into the sheets at either side of her, and suddenly, when she smushed her legs together and inadvertently guided his cock to where it needed to go, the tip instantly speared past the thin veil of her thong and pushed right into her cunt. Dogs were far less gentle than humans. They cared not for slow entry, and so the moment the tip went in, Max's tail waged, and his hips pushed him forward to impale her back onto every inch of his thick red shaft. A small bark of satisfaction and approval suddenly echoed from the dog's throat, who wasted no time humping itself against her ass, and wildly thrusting its cock into the held down woman. That's it! That's a good boy... He encouraged further, while his own hand continued to stroke his cock. Again, his eyes would meet her own, and his hand would remove itself from her hair finally to possessively stroke itself against her cheek, wrapping around her neck instead to force her into looking at him, and the dog from her peripherals as she was fucked by it.
Thread: Barking Mad [ Bear & Rave ]

This had to be a nightmare because there was just no way that any of this was real. She shut her eyes as tight as she could and pictured her apartment with her tiny bedroom and her lump and uncomfortable bed and willed to see the posters on her wall that were the only few decorations she had in the whole house. No, when she opened her eyes she was greeted by the sick fuck leaning over her and watching her face as she struggled. Screaming was useless because no one would hear her even if she screamed herself hoarse, so instead she wriggled as if her stomach were covered in spiders she desperately needed off of her. No, it was worse than spiders. It was rape, made only worse by the fact that her rapist wasnt even a human not that many rapists really were human. She felt sick as that hot, slick tip slid back and forth over her lips in erratic motions, the dog desperate to get his tip into the hole he was searching for. She could feel his front legs grasp at her hips harder as he struggled on her back, his stomach working above her as he thrust up against her rhythmically, aching to feel her walls wrap around his cock. Jasons voice was distant as she struggled, but deep down even she knew that she wouldnt be getting away from this. Max was just a dog but he was a heavy beast and with the addition of Jasons hand on her neck she was held down from the top and the bottom. Her one saving grace ended up being the one thing that was her downfall, her tightly pressed legs guiding the seeking tip where it sought, her panties to the side just enough that she felt him slide in. The first moment she felt his tip she thought that she had mistaken it, but there was no mistaking the moment after it. Every time she had ever pictured losing her virginity she had thought of a handsome man that she was head over heels for, or possibly even just really drunk and him romantic enough to woo his way into her bed. The harsh reality was that it was broken with Maxs first thrust, Kristie crying out in pain as his cock delved deep into her folds. She could feel him in her deepest of reaches where even her fingers hadnt touched before, her hands gripping the sheets as she tensed around him. Her walls squeezed him, his precum copious enough to lubricate her and make it more than easy for his cock to slip in and out of her. He wasnt a gentle lover, or even a kind one. He was every bit the beast that he appeared to be, his cock slamming into her deep and hard with each thrust, a sharp intake of pain coming with every meet of his hips. Her eyes finally welled with tears as she felt his knot against her lips, sobbing as she saw Jason slowly start to stroke himself through his pants, aroused by the shameful and disgusting act that had brought her to tears.
Thread: Sissy on Futa Island (NSFW)

If your playing the boy, the request belongs in Males. You post here if you PLAY the girl.
Thread: Sissy on Futa Island (NSFW)

I plan to play the girl.
Thread: Reverse Harems (1 F, Many M's)

Hello. I have read through your plot ideas and I'm actually more than willing to be your roleplay partner. I have a fetish of many men sharing one female as well. I had experience with sex roleplays before and I gotta say my partners really enjoy the experience. I think we both could get a lot out of this, if you're willing.
Thread: Reverse Harems (1 F, Many M's)

Weekly bump.
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik Sasha let her pull the hat from his fingers and leaned forward to allow her to place it back on his head. So you are saying I am intimidatingly ridiculous... I can live with that. I would hate to be your standard level of ridiculous. He said with wide Cheshire grin. Leaning back in the chair he pushed the brim of the hat up and looked at the pretty young woman in front of him. Really LOOKED at her. His eyes were like augers that bore into her seeing what was below the surface with his intense gaze. He sat in silence for a few moments, not answering her nervously asked question. After nearly two minutes of him silently staring at her he jerked forward and his arm shot across the table taking her hand in his. His fingers were long and strong, they looked nimble and accustomed to doing precise work. Giving her hand a light squeeze he smiled warmly to her. My name is Sasha Volkov, it is my pleasure to meet you finally Ms. Lucille Vaughn. He said with a professional politeness to his tone. Keeping hold of her hand he took in a deep breath and let it out slowly. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and popped one out, taking in between his lips. Do you? He asked dropping the open pack on the table between them. Fishing back into the pocket he was just in he pulled out a lighter and lit his cigarette drawing deeply before exhaling a cloud of smoke into the air above their heads. Again he was silent for a moment, her hand still held in his. I know who you are, I know you contacted me, I know you have a special request and that is all I know. He paused again to hit the cigarette. So if you would please be so kind as to give me the details so I know what it is I am supposed to do for you. He said finally letting go of her hand. As he drew his hand back across the table he snagged a blueberry and tossed it into the air. Tilting his head back he caught the berry in his mouth and fumbled to keep his hat on his head. Forgot I was wearing this. He said taking it off and sitting it beside him in an empty chair. Seriously though, I am curious. He said leaning onto his elbows drawing in closer to Lucie. My bosses usually tell me all the details before I meet my clients, they were keeping something from me this time and thought it was hilarious to send me in not knowing. Jerks. He said pushing out his bottom lip in a pout. So what does a beautiful young woman like yourself want with a scary, intimidatingly ridiculous, deadly man like myself?
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik While Sasha saw the open ended contract as something that could be bad for her in the fact that he would be able to kill her literally moment wasn't as frightening as it probably should have been. Instead, he failed to see that it was more romantic than any other way of meeting could be. She was already looking at the person that she would literally spend the rest of her life with, whether it was a short amount of time or as long as he'd mentioned. He could drag it out for as long as he wished, but she did still want him to to fulfill his end of the bargain. It was accepted after he thought it over for a few moments and a smile came to her lips, sheepish from the fact that he'd agreed for her to love him. Love was such an interesting thing in the way that it changed someone, whether the butterflies she felt inside her stomach as his hand lingered on her own or the odd way that it made people want to chase another to the grave. She was going to say something but was interrupted by a woman coming to the table, quite literally taking over as if she was more of a mother to Sasha than anything else. While he was being scolded for obviously his poor behavior, she couldn't help but admire him from her seat. Even with tattoos, he was an attractive man and she knew that his looks wouldn't deter her any from feeling something. His hands weren't delicate but they weren't covered in calluses as some were. They were the perfect mix and strong from the looks of them, enough that she could easily picture the way his muscles would stand out if they wrapped around her throat and the feel of the pads of his thumbs as he crushed her windpipe. She could even lightly taste the brush of his lips, a mixture of musk and smoke in his mouth as he gave her the last kiss she'd ever receive. Mavis cares about you a lot, She murmured, picking up a bit of whipped cream with the tip of her finger and sticking it into her mouth, enjoying the light and sweet flavor of it. There was nothing better to her than the sugary sweet of whipped cream and the tangy sweet of a fruit, her mind distracted for just a bit from the task at hand. Like love, food had an odd way of changing people. I'll keep it in mind not to upset her. She offered, winking at him playfully, I think it's you we need to worry about, though. She followed suit in gathering the next bit of whipped cream with a berry, though she licked the cream off before eating the berry, Right, She had delayed long enough admitting the more awkward parts of her past, So, I have to admit something now. I haven't exactly had a lot of experience in... Well, much of anything. She said, feeling a bit shy admitting that her first date would be the last date, I wasn't really allowed to date when I was young. I mean, my father set me up on dates but I didn't enjoy them in the least and I think I paid more attention to... Anything else but the guy... I've read a lot of trashy romance novels, though, if that counts.
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik Amber eyes tracked her every movement. The way she extended her arm as she reached to the plate, how her hands moved to scoop up the whipped cream, the subtle adjustments of her wrist as she drew the cream laden finger to her lips without letting any fall away, the way her lips parted before wrapping around her finger. How her lips delicately wrapped around the digit, her cheeks moving lightly as she sucked the cream from her finger, the slight motion of her throat as she swallowed. She is a good woman. Fierce but good. She takes care of me when I let her. He said smiling easily. Oh I am already on her shit list, so lets keep you off it. Maybe I can gain some favor from her that way. He said grinning all the while his amber eyes never straying from her. A slight tingle danced along his spine when she licked the whipped cream from a berry before eating it. For a brief flash Sasha felt envious of the fruit. Sasha grinned and leaned forward over the table like a child about to be told a great secret. His grin grew into a smile at her words and he shook his head. That all depends on the trashy novel really. He said with a cock of his eyebrow and a wink. Glancing around the restaurant quickly he confirmed they were not being paid attention to. Leaning farther over the table he crooked his finger summoning Lucie closer not only with his finger but also with his eyes. When she leaned over the table so their faces were less than a foot apart causing them to look like they were whispering conspiratorially to each other Sasha made a move. Raising from his chair enough to allow him to close the small distance between them. Tattooed lips met soft pink ones in a quickly stolen kiss. Sitting back down Sasha looked at Lucie with a grin and licked his lips tasting the envy inducing berry. Sorry, I got jealous of that berry against your lips and I wanted my turn to feel them. He said not looking the least bit sorry.
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik The way that Sasha quite literally wound himself into her life this way was almost like watching a magician work, because she could feel herself winding around his words and hanging onto every move of his lips. She found that her eyes tracked to his lips each time they strayed away and that when not drawn there they lingered at his eyes, transfixed on the way that they observed her, as if she were living artwork and he was appreciating the strokes of the brush. She was lured in to his stolen kiss without so much as a sliver of a hint that she suspected it, her eyes wide and shocked so much her lips hadn't had a turn to respond to his. It had been so brief but so sweet that she found a blush on her cheeks, her hand coming up to her lips as she sat back down and found herself able to look away. There were no words to combat the mischief that danced in his eyes and the taste of his mouth still hung on her lips, a hint of smoke that was oddly arousing instead of off-putting. After a moment of processing what had just happened, she met his eyes again, fingers slowly lowering away from her lips. I have to admit... That was better than any novel I've ever read. She said, licking her lips slow as the last of the smoke dissipated from her mouth. This man had succeeded already in more than any of the rich boys had tried to do on their scheduled dates to try and manufacture love. He was so beyond anything she could have ever expected out of a service like this that it was really almost a shame that he would be the one to take the contract on her, a small flutter in her chest telling her that he would be the one to be able to fulfill all of the terms. She leaned now onto the table, much in the way they had done before, her voice dropping as if she were telling him the dirtiest of her secrets, Not to make you jealous or anything, but I think I felt the berry more than that kiss. She teased, a challenge that was relayed to him with a look similar to what he'd done to her before - she cocked her brow and gave a wink, hoping he would rise to the occasion.
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik Again Sasha's amber eyes were on Lucie watching her reaction. Her blush and how she held her hands to her lips were adorable. He suspected that he may have just stolen her first kiss. His suspicions were confirmed when she admitted that it was better than any novel she had read, it was just a peck, if that. His curiosity spiked when she leaned back over the table much like he had. Leaning forward himself he grinned as excitement coursed through his body. She was like no one he had met before and he was finding himself thankful for their meeting. He complied to her beckoning and leaned in himself. Lifting his hand to his chest he gave her a look of mock hurt. I have been outdone by a simple berry. Whatever am I to do now. How can I ever recover from such a wound to my pride? He asked melodramatically, it was when she returned the look he gave her earlier that he chose to act...again. Again without a moment of warning or hesitation on his part Sasha was back on his feet and leaning over the table. His right hand supported him against the table while his left moved to behind her head. His fingers slid into her hair and closed into a fist pulling her hair tight against her scalp and holding her head in place as his lips met hers again in a slower, deeper kiss. Pulling away from her again before he starting full on making out with her over the table. Better? He asked with roguish smirk. He was still holding her hair in his fist and his face was only a few inches from hers. If you want more you will have to pay for it. He said a mischievous look on his face. Right here, right now at this very table I want you remove your panties and give them to me. Try not to get yourself caught. He said winking and letting go of her hair and sitting back down. Crossing his arms over his chest he watched her with a smug grin on his face. Two could play at this game and he was by far the more experienced player.
Thread: !-800-SUICIDE || bear & kosmik

RE !-800-SUICIDE Bear Kosmik Lucie was so very quickly learning that Sasha was a dangerous thing for her. Not just because of the nature and intent of their relationship but also because she found herself hooked on him in a way that had never happened before. He was the world's most addictice aphrodisiac and she so loved getting high on him. It was bringing forth parts of her personality that she thought had been killed by high society, her sexuality which had long been dormant, and frankly even her joy, which was rising to the surface and bubbling back out to brighten her eyes. He played well into her hands as she laid out the challenge to him, her lips twitching upward at his over the top acting. She knew he would react, thought she knew peecisely how, but he was once again proving her wrong. His hand caught her completely off guard, a soft gasp coming from her that sounded like it belonged more in the bedroom beneath the sheets than a restaurant, any further noises silenced by his lips on hers. She savored this kiss as if he were a fine wine, his lips soft against hers and the taste of his mouth a promise of all that he was. The dark smoke and sweet of the berry was such a perfect metaphor for his relationship to her, but she didn't have time to think of that. By the time their lips parted she was thoroughly aroused, her cheeks still flush from their first one but the spark of a fire in her eyes now. Even with his hand still holding her hair taut, it was oh so very obvious that she was enjoying every minute of this. His next challenge presented to her while she was still in such a precarious position got her attention quite well, her brows raising slowly. She forced her fave back towards neutral, sliding back into the position she'd been in before he had gotten her distracted with his lips. Three choices now lay before her, and her mind was quick to settle on one, her lips curving from a soft line to a slow smirk. Lucie didn't lean over the table again to whisper, didn't conceal herself to slide her panties from around her body. Instead, she slid out of the booth in one smooth movement, sliding into the same seat as him and pressing close as if they already were intimate lovers. She was thankful no one had come to check on them, as she didn't have the ability to focus on anyone but him. She leaned her head in close to him, lips just below his ear as she let the hem of her dress slide ever higher up her smooth thigh, What I would like to know, She whispered, mischief in her voice, is just how sure are you that I'm wearing any at all?