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Thread: On the Farm (Cerberus and ♥☼Inularian☼♥ )

Connie glared at Toscha. Fuck you. she snarled out. She was not about to allow some unknown person into her sex life saying that he was her master. She struggled harder against the bonds. Lexi's eyes widened as she was fucked by him. Low groans and moans made their way from her throat before she was presented with his package and proceeded to suck him until he came. She milked him for what he was worth before swallowing and looking up, hoping he wouldn't be angry with her performance...
Thread: On the Farm (Cerberus and ♥☼Inularian☼♥ )

Iliya grinned and walked over to Sasha and grinned running his hand along her legs. You see your sister enjoyed and soon you will too. He grinned and ran his hand up along her legs to the edge of her shorts but as he did that he looked back to Lexi and motioned for her to come over. Tell me my pet, what are you deepest and darkest fantasies and fetishes. So that I know how to reward you for obeying your master. He then nodded to Sasha for her to also give her answer to the command. Toscha just shook his head and laughed and pulled her up before tying her hands behind her back and speaking into his radio, 2 more soldiers came in. Now while Sasha and Lexi were handed over to Illiya, Connie was going to be handed to the soldiers due to her attitude to be nothing more then a simple plaything. all the time they were around her having their way with her. at this moment there were soldiers all around her and all holes were being filled while a few laughed and holding a leash they had their dogs with them. well now look what we have here, a bitch perfect for mounting. Leto held onto Kimi and kept her close until a few soldiers who had just gotten done dealing with chores walked by, Seeing Kimi they laughed and stepped up. Now now what do we have here.
Thread: On the Farm (Cerberus and ♥☼Inularian☼♥ )

Cerberus said Iliya grinned and walked over to Sasha and grinned running his hand along her legs. You see your sister enjoyed and soon you will too. He grinned and ran his hand up along her legs to the edge of her shorts but as he did that he looked back to Lexi and motioned for her to come over. Tell me my pet, what are you deepest and darkest fantasies and fetishes. So that I know how to reward you for obeying your master. He then nodded to Sasha for her to also give her answer to the command. Toscha just shook his head and laughed and pulled her up before tying her hands behind her back and speaking into his radio, 2 more soldiers came in. Now while Sasha and Lexi were handed over to Illiya, Connie was going to be handed to the soldiers due to her attitude to be nothing more then a simple plaything. all the time they were around her having their way with her. at this moment there were soldiers all around her and all holes were being filled while a few laughed and holding a leash they had their dogs with them. well now look what we have here, a bitch perfect for mounting. Leto held onto Kimi and kept her close until a few soldiers who had just gotten done dealing with chores walked by, Seeing Kimi they laughed and stepped up. Now now what do we have here. Click to expand... Kimi looked at the soldier with fear written all over her face. Her body trembled as she mustered up most of her courage and glared at them. She held tightly onto Leto's arm as she glared however, with her trembling it didn't seem as scary as it could. Connie glared at the men. Get away from me, you sex-crazed fuckers! she screamed. She was terrified but she wasn't going to let any of those power hungry mongrels know that. She struggled, kicking and scratching with all her might but it didn't seem to be worth it. Was she really going to let these men take control of her? Hell no. She may have seem defeated at the moment but she will never stop fighting. Sasha glared at Iliya. Her eyes held a deep loathing for the man. She glanced at Lexi from the corner of her eyes, shocked. She couldn't believe her sister went along with that freak. It annoyed her to no end that Lexi allowed that.
Thread: On the Farm (Cerberus and ♥☼Inularian☼♥ )

Iliya watched Lexi and looked at her and licked his lips. I want you kneeling, begging for your master to tie up his pet and have his way with his pet. That you are here only to serve your master and know only how to serve and please your master. Now tell me about the dress you have on and how you look and feel in it.,Then my pet tell me all the ways I can tie you in that outfit and all the ways I can fuck you while your tied. Do as you were told my pet and you may just get to have your master's hands all over you. The soldiers laughed and watched as they brought their dogs over to Connie. The large dogs sniffed at her hips and licked up the cum that was dropping from her legs before they barked and moved up behind her and mounted her. For a brief second the dogs humped at her before they were able to line up and slide into her. A few of the soldiers laughed while others went back and took the only open hole she had. Leto held onto Kimi as the soldiers passed and he kept her close. DOn't worry I will keep you safe.
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

It was almost funny, the way her guards had to duck to get in through that doorway. They had been picked for their size long ago when they were boys and what nature couldn't give them in stature, chemicals had. She stood in the gap of breaths, under the press of eyes. It was like being stared at by rabbits. Almost eerie, always annoying. One of her eyes shined, silver and tech. Her steps brought her across the room to stand near his table, staring at him for a moment, her pale face peering out of that deep hood. The silver faded and allowed blue to gleam out at him again. She spared a glance for the sack beside him. Aw, yes, they had told her he was a scavenger. Perhaps that explained why he was so exceptionally dirty. Your name? She said it more than asked it, but it was a question all the same. She knew, of course she knew. Her scouts had searched down his bloodline and reported all they knew, but Livia needed to hear him speak.
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

For some reason he wondered to himself who it might be that came into the tavern with so much ruckus. It should have been negated before it became a notion. Orsin owned the ruckus too, and all that came with it. A chalice slid off the side of a bowl to make a silver sound in the bag when she looked at it, as if her sight had substance. Her locks commanded so much beauty in their hanging bundles outside of her sheltering hood that he could have given that cut finger to have just a small collection of them. Blue was set in there, to float at a decided perch from within the universe that the hood contained. The guards didn't suck up anywhere near as much attention as she did. An expensive white cat in the dirt. Then he saw it, gathered it with his efforts why she was here. He had seen her at a distance, trudging around, and other Orsin's like her, too. He swallowed without the blooded alcohol, simply to urge his throat into something other than silence. She wasn't the policing unit. She was of their blood. It could only mean he was partially connected to the family as well. The implications mixed with his dread for her presence. All he could do was put the dirty drink down. He had been taught to stand and bow, so all he could manage was his continued seated position, ache from labor gone like so many of his words. He looked at her with no other intent in his eyes than to take her in now that she was here. He regretted the shades on her face. It could have made such a mighty memory to live off if she had been fully visible. What happened to those of the blood that weren't worthy? Was it true, what they said? His jaw flexed, anger at his fear, anger at his incompetence to meet this trial like a man. Hopefully she wouldn't see in his features a spite toward her and her company. It was simple, he decided. He could answer. I am Heir Orrin Miraya. They Call me Eir or Orrin. Son of Marla Miraya and Idor Miraya, who believed in his path so much they had named him after it. He didn't say that. He'd doubted the stories they'd told him on days of bravado. The wind snuck by the lady and played with the loose things in the room. His hair fell from its shelf on his ear to collide into his eye, making him blink once while the blue eyes didn't. How can I serve you, mam? He was horribly disappointed by the air that passed his lips. Not humble enough, not spiteful enough. It was a lousy brush with death and a horrid attempt at glory.
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

Something pulled at the corner of her lips. She would have ducked her head to hide it playfully if she didn't take her roll among them so seriously. Gods didn't hide their smirks. These people should feel blessed to see it. She had heard his name before but the humor of it hadn't truly struck her until he spoke it. How could he serve her? She looked him over once more and was certain there was nothing he could do for her in his current state. Follow me. She said decisively, turning away and starting for the door. She stopped near the frame of an entrance to look back. Leave your bag of dirt. You won't need it. Either he'd be going up to the tower, where such trinkets would only add more embarrassment to his physical state or she was going to decide him unworthy along the walk and kill him before they reached the glass walls. Either way, he didn't need his treasures. She didn't wait outside, walking back toward the towers and trusting him to catch up once he got his legs to work again. He didn't disappoint. Eight years ago we had a problem with out livestock. She said casually, gesturing for him to walk beside her. We have livestock in some of the lower floors. She explained, gesturing toward the towers ahead of them, at the heart of the shabby little city. Anyway, they weren't breeding anymore so we were forced to consider other dietary alternatives. Some suggested vegetarianism- She paused to add, We have farms on some of the floors as well. before continuing. But the idea of not eating meat just didn't sit right with some of the family. We considered cannibalism. We even brought in a few subjects from out here to test the effects on... you know, feeding one to the other. Turns out it's not good for your brain. Nothing scientific, but they just weren't right. Luckily the scientists fixed the problem with the livestock so it wasn't a necessary venture. She turned her head to the side to look at him, once again carefully assessing him. There had been spite in his eyes before, she'd seen it. It looked good. I've been wondering since then, with the food resource issues out here, why don't any of them turn to cannibalism? They rape each other, steal from each other, they even kill each other. Why waste the meat? Do they find themselves as disgusting as we do?
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

The orders were easy enough to follow. He started to find some kind of wit and stood up, by reflex reaching for his belongings before she made sure he knew he should leave them. He threw a quick glance back at the waitress who seemed to be as frozen as he wanted to be. No goodbye offered before he came into the day the way he had left it. To his dread and elation she was walking with her large tail toward the home of The Family. The baking sun drew without pardon on his body that had been set on some recreation after its labor. Orrin's mind was livid between hope and fear for his life. He walked a few paces behind her on purpose, out of respect but also fatigue. At first it sounded much like smalltalk, which was an abomination of an occurrence in his life already, but then he understood it to be something else. It only underlined what he already knew about the Orsin. Cattle, but inedible. Was this a test? He had nothing in his stomach that he could wretch. What could he say in response to that, and did she want him to? Last time I had human meat, he started, a little horrified at the response building in his head already. , I was sucking cock for a meal. So I guess our cannibalism is just a means for other foods. He didn't know what to expect. He just quietly trailed along behind her, fixing his hair back from his vision and looking around them to make sure the large entourage didn't change in formation to punish him for either speaking the wrong sentiment, or being of the wrong blood. Akalli paced in his room, high boots with low heels clapping on the trademark stone, polished in here instead of jagged as it was outward for people to fear. He hadn't really understood the feud his family had with the world. Sharp eyebrows and gray stone underneath always seemed elsewhere, focused only for a zenith of a second to preform whatever was asked of him before he departed into his own infatuation riddled scape again. He wore a black t-shirt that wound around his long muscles as if the fabric could hold desire, devotion. A prince dressed like a person, but for his fetish for footwear, his own. His hair had the color of his eyes, those strands brushed back today to form spikes at the back of his head. He was a joke most of the time and he loved it. Binoculars gave him the truth of Livia's return. He smirked and watched the coming guest closer. A rag, he seemed like, but didn't they all? Akalli walked out his door, gnawing on pills of immortality as he slid down the halls on momentum his sprint had provided. Gold on the black walls, polished like the black floors. He had kept his wing simple, and let the art that hung speak for itself. Livia cometh! he yelled and he could have sworn the eternal glass shivered with his tone. From a few rooms came complaining moans. He chuckled and slapped those doors as he passed them. From within he could hear muttering. 'He's out of love again. This won't last for long.'. He frowned and made sure to leave a heel mark in a particular wooden panel. He had a meeting with his dearest friend. Breakfast, they'd said, but he would call it lunch at this hour.
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

She looked back at him over her shoulder, raising a curious eyebrow to see if he would take the opportunity to recant his statement or laugh it off as a joke. He didn't, so she smiled in her shade and continued to walk. The tower was getting taller. It was practically upon them now. We'll be stopping on one of the floors below the residence so that you can be cleaned. Livia said as they left the shambles of a city to walk the last stretch of rubble that mounted the base of the Tower, a hole carved out with darkness inside. There would be elevator doors within, behind the guards. Had he ever ridden an elevator before? It was a laughable question. Where would he ride an elevator if not in the tower? - Sybin skipped, literally, down the halls. She loved the sound her flat shoes made on the clean floors, leaving small marks that the maids would have to clean up after her. Her blue hair bounced much like her breasts, her white dress fluffing with every childish bound she made down the hallway. When she skidded to a stop it was with a somewhat winded laugh, fingers grabbing at the carved frame of the open doorway to help her in her halt of motions. Her eyes were large, too large for her face, and gleamed a powdered yellow. Her colors changed every season or so, she could never make up her mind on a favorite. She stood in the dining room, the table set and laid out with all of their favorite treats but to her sudden surprise, there was no one else present. She blinked once or twice, fingers meeting near her stomach to touch twins. She had heard him. She was certain of it. Just as her features began to crumble with dismay he walked in from the other side of the room. She lit up as though no sadness had ever begun. Her fingers knit together as she raised her newly joined hands up to press knuckles under her chin. You saw her? Was the girl with her? Was she pretty? Last time Livia had gone to fetch new family, she had come back without. It had been an awful disappointment. Sybin had been clever this time, she had eavesdropped when the scouts came up with their report. She wasn't allowed to talk to people that weren't family, not even the help, they said she got too attached to things. But she was allowed to eavesdrop.. at least no one had said she wasn't. Livia was going out to find a young girl and a man. Sybin clapped her hands in a burst of joy. She was pretty wasn't she!
Thread: Behind Glass  Verse&Sesu

He cleaned up well. It was always surprising to see what they looked like after all of that filth was chipped away. She shrugged one shoulder and walked toward another elevator. It wasn't the same lift as before. The one that reached the ground could only go so high. They had never wanted a direct line between their residence and the dirt. Livia had bathed and changed while he was being prepared. New pants, still incredibly tight but somehow softer, thinner. Simple flat shoes that showed the pale tops of her feet and a scoop necked top that was almost long enough to be scandalous dress. Arms and fingers were now free of gloves, fingernails painted silver and catching the light when she reached up to push some of her hair back behind her ear. She held the elevator door and waited for him to follow. More baths? Livia smirked. Definitely. Once they were both inside she touched a panel of glass that lit up with words and shapes. She poked the glass near the top and it blinked back at her just as the lift started to rise. We've only brought a few of your kind into the family so far. Livia admitted and then her lips twisted with a smile. Some of them have gone mad. None of them seem entirely right anymore. But don't worry, we didn't throw them out when they cracked. - Sybin squirmed on his lap, little legs dangling and skirt rumpled up around her thighs. She tried to wiggle away from the garnish but it's persistence had her lips parted. She chewed awkwardly, shoulders slumped a little in a pout at the strange taste. She swallowed and with both hands reached for the wine glass on the table. N-no... It's supposed to be a girl. I'm certain. I heard! She persisted as she drank from the cup. The man said she was young. We are going to be friends.
Thread: Secret Gardens ( Steam and Cevl)

Plotline Victoria Brasshaw is the daughter of a general, who has far too much time on her hands, and enough mischief in her system to get her into plenty of trouble. One day, after wandering into the forest on her own, she encounters a female elf, a Princess at that. Through many adventures, they find themselves forbidden to see each other, but that does not stop them. Alone in a secret grove, they explore their passion, shielded by the trees. The mansion had been stiffling. Her tutor was a dusty, stiff old woman by the name of Agnes Weathersby. Droll. She had given her the slip, and escaped by slipping over the fence. There was nothing but forests behind her home, and they were lush and inviting. Victoria was 18 years old, a finely boned specimen, with womanly softness where it counted, and fragile limbs to accompany the curves. She had large green eyes, and high cheek bones, a delicate nose, and full, red lips. Her hair fell around her shoulders in copper colored ringlets, a shocking contrast to her pale skin. She had begun to curse her corset when she came to a clearing in the forest. She wasn't sure what it was about this place, but it was breathtaking, and she stopped almost instantly. Finding a log to sit upon, her full hoop skirt billowed around her, exposing her button up ankle boots and gauze like white silk stalkings. She took out her pocket watch and gazed at the time. She had five hours until dinner was served, and she intended to spend it out here in the woods. She had always loved the lush green of the forest, the way it smelled when the rain came, the mystery about the place. It felt magical here. She hummed happily and stared up at the sky, feeling peaceful. Before she knew it she was nodding off. Her dreams were full of strange imagery, sexually charged imagery. The sound of bells and clocks. She dreamt of long, nimble fingers undoing her corset, sliding it off and lifting her shirt. She could almost feel the warmth, and it sent chills up her spine. Her dreams were timeless, but outside her body, hours slipped by with ease.
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

Hello! I've been trying to find new ways to suplemment our RPing here on blue moon and I wanted to get a general census on whether people were interested in the idea of d20 style gaming over the web. I was thinking that maybe we could find a way to Impliment a dice roller function on the sight, if thats possible since we already have all of the basic structure of a good Table Top Rp but without direct mechanics. Unless something like this on the site already exists, in that case a link will be lovely.
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

Interesting that this even got brought up at all because...... wait for it....... this was the general gist of my plans for the revamp of the 'Other Requests Coordination' subforum. Not sure about implementing a diceroller function though there is one on BMR's chat feature, but yeah............ so, this sort of thing will actually be getting its own section sooner than later. XD
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

I think implementing something like this would be nifty for those who would like to include that element of chance into their writing, as is common among tabletop roleplaying. If this is done at some point, it would probably be best if it were done in a way where others could see the roll in some way, so there wouldn't be any discrepancies over a curiously goodbad roll. For now though, I did a quick Google search on things you can use in the meantime. Though this one wasn't one of the prettier ones I found, it allows you to send the results to your other players via email, which seemed like a solid way to keep things on the up and up.
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

darkangel76 said Interesting that this even got brought up at all because...... wait for it....... this was the general gist of my plans for the revamp of the 'Other Requests Coordination' subforum. Not sure about implementing a diceroller function though there is one on BMR's chat feature, but yeah............ so, this sort of thing will actually be getting its own section sooner than later. XD Click to expand... videoyoutube This is great news! I can't wait to see it in florition. Also, how do I use the diceroller function? Secondly thank you for you're ideas Patricio! That might supliment me for a while.
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

Dr. Nibbles said Hello! I've been trying to find new ways to suplemment our RPing here on blue moon and I wanted to get a general census on whether people were interested in the idea of d20 style gaming over the web. I was thinking that maybe we could find a way to Impliment a dice roller function on the sight, if thats possible since we already have all of the basic structure of a good Table Top Rp but without direct mechanics. Unless something like this on the site already exists, in that case a link will be lovely. Click to expand... not sure what you wish to all include but there is actually a good site online for this. I'm involved in rpol.net and they have dice rollers. If you want check it out as they really have good d20 games there.
Thread: Pen and Paper Style Gaming

In addition to RPOL, there are also a number of additional sites like the official Wizards of the Coast site and Invisible Castle that have thier own stand-alone dice rollers until the BMR one gets implemented.
Thread: Big sister knows best ( Steam and Satire) Incomplete

Plot An older sister stumbles upon her younger brother masturbating, and decides to give him a helping hand.
Thread: To Be Queen! (F looking for M.)

Pm sent. And if I may add, those pictures....especially that first one....are spectacular.
Thread: To Be Queen! (F looking for M.)

Yay! Bumpety-bump.
Thread: To Be Queen! (F looking for M.)

Bumping!
Thread: Goddess Quest! (F looking for M DM.)

i could do this, pm me.
Thread: Goddess Quest! (F looking for M DM.)

Here's more pictures for the Wind and Ice Goddess. - This one's definently Light