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Thread: The Spoils of war (Dogged and Vmpdevil101)

A sudden scuffle erupted from the band of women and it looked like the fair one started an attempt at fighting to distract the guards. Rathe was torn in two between admiring the young chit's gall and irritation that somehow his father's top fighters didn't take off after the runaway, tied up girls. Promptly, he gestured to Angus and Grier, giving a piercing whistle to steer them toward the women trying to run off. Their hands were still tied together and to each other, so getting far away or fast really wasn't an option. The fast and enormous pair of dogs easily caught up with the three girls and herded them into a circle. Rathe blasted 2 short sharp whistles and Angus took the lead rope while Grier followed closely behind the third girl. Neatly managed, Grier nipped at the girls' heels if they started to lag. Rathe jerked his head back toward the clan and the dogs firmly led the stragglers back to the group of girls. The tall Laird allowed himself a small smile at the thin slip of a lass kicking a six foot tall man's face. His dark glance passed over his father's guards and he glared at them with scornful disapproval. If you're done flirting and playing with the wee lasses now, you can bring them over here. Apparently my dogs need to help six grown men bring in a few tiny women folk that have their wee hands tied. If that's too much of a challenge for ye, ye might wan' ta consider taking up knitting for a living! Rathe gestured to his dogs to single out the raven haired beauty and escort her to him. When the group finally approached closely enough to not have to yell to be heard, Rathe stood still as a mountain and took a long measuring look at them. He stared down at the lass with a commanding air and asked, Gabh mo leisgeul! An abair sin a-rithist sibh, ma's e bhur toil e? challenging her in a regal tone as Laird Rathe of Clan Ramsey. He could nae ken that a wee slip of girl could possibly challenge men of their muscle and sheer size without instant retribution. polite translation for readers Excuse me? Would you care to say that loud enough for everyone to hear? Last edited Nov 29, 2018
Thread: The Spoils of war (Dogged and Vmpdevil101)

Liz looked over seeing the two large dogs herding her family back into the circle of girls. Liz grumbled she didnt like how obedient the dogs were to these man. Liz looked over at the annoying man as he spoke. She didnt like how he implied that she was being categorized in the same group as the other girls when she was a warrior herself. Liz looked down at herself as he called them tiny women. Liz wasnt tiny or at least she didnt think she was so he was obviously not talking about her. Liz smiled at the part of the men taking up knitting for a living thinking its be amazingly funny to see a group of men knitting in a circle. She chuckled loudly to herself covering her mouth to try and hide her amusement. Liz looked up seeing the man that had the voice for everyone that stood before them. He motioned something and she looked around to see who he was gesturing to. Her feet planted into the ground to make sure the dogs couldnt make her move without some sort of force and she wasnt afraid of being bit she learned how to deal with pain. She finally gave in and moved with the rest of the girls staying close to them. Liz raised an eyebrow as the man stood there like a razor sharp cliff that stood in the way. He seemed to want to put off the air of superiority and to tell the truth he did it very well. Liz could tell he was measuring up every girl even herself and she felt a sting of anger hit her. She didnt want him to judge her by just her look. Liz looked at him with a grin as he spoke in Gaelic it sounded very noble when it slipped past his lips. It wasnt like she didnt expect him to know Gaelic after all almost everyone from here knew Gaelic. She crossed her arms over her chest she didnt like that challenging tone he had laced within his voice as he spoke in Gaelic. Liz turned her head away from him to show him she didnt fear him nor did she care who he was because she was better than him. Foc il leat pol thoin! she smirked at the thing she called him even if it was such crude words.
Thread: The Spoils of war (Dogged and Vmpdevil101)

Liz flinched in her spot as she felt his gaze on her and she looked up at him with a cold stare that would have fit her if she were really a cold hearted person in real life. She didnt want him to see anything soft and womanly but she knew she wouldnt be able to hide everything. Liz watched as both of the large dogs quickly retreated to his call and Lizs eyes softened as she hugged her sister tightly showing some sort of tenderness to her sister as well as the rest of the females. She turned her attention back to the dogs that stood next to their master and her eyes narrowed taking in the man who controlled them. He seemed strong and probably would most likely have some rather harsh words for Liz that would cut her down to size for the first time in her life. She took a deep breath as he snorted at her in disgust with the way she had spoken in Gaelic. Liz stared at him for a few minutes un-moved and then she lowered her head turning it away slightly. Liz couldnt believe it this man had been the first and hopefully the last to make her feel shameful. She wrapped her arms around herself trying to rid herself of that horrible feeling that swept her insides. Liz keep her head slightly lowered like her sisters for the first time she was actually acting like a female of her clan and not a male. Liz knew she wasnt around her home with the men that looked up to her so she really didnt need to keep up the act of being strong but she felt naked without it and venerable, but shed eventually have to get over that. Liz was no longer a warrior but a prisoner of war. Lizs head shot up quickly when he told her he wanted to know her name. She opened her mouth then closed it quickly she bit down on her lip lightly and said in an almost whisper Liz sir. She wrapped her right hand around her left wrist holding it in front of her almost like she was trying to hide behind it. Liz hated how this man could make her feel so naked and vulnerable with just words that werent too harsh but enough to make her rethink what she would say. Liz looked at him her head still slightly lowered as she looked at him through her lashes trying to keep her eyes hidden as she watched him. Forgive me for my rudeness. She said just loud enough for him to hear her. The words seemed to burn her throat as she spoke but none the less the words slipped past her lips with ease.
Thread: Plot Idea [ Incest/Dom wanted ] [Male/male or male/female ] [ chastity/wetting ]

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Thread: Plot Idea [ Incest/Dom wanted ] [Male/male or male/female ] [ chastity/wetting ]

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Thread: Under the Black Moon (MxM)

This is a role play that consists of MxM. Other wise known as male on male, yaoi, gay, fag-alicious. Please be aware of this BEFORE posting. Thanks! Thranduil, the Elvenking, is alone after his maidens passing. He only has his prince son, Legolas. But he has been gone for years, fight side by side with dwarves, man and hobbits. His loneliness couldn't be explained simply. It made him feel empty, his heartached at the sight if his own people's happiness and prosperity. Of course he was thrilled for their happiness, but no words of comfort made him satisfied. Bitterness overwhelmed his mind and his eyes grew darker. The Elvenking began a decent into a great darkness of mind. His shadow grew blacker and his heart deeper. Lack of sympathy and remorse came of him. He knew something was wrong. Thranduil laid back in his throne and rubbed his temple. Nothing is more darker than the darkness if loneliness. He groaned.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

She was cold despite the layers. Today was the first day of her lab class with her assigned partner. A name that had been given to her on registration day, a name she knew by far way too well. In the summer between ninth and tenth grade her family had moved across the country for a career opportunity her father couldn't turn down. That was what had brought them here. She had left the comfort of her home, her social structure- where she was one of the in crowd and loved by everyone to here. Yes, she was quiet, she hadn't known anyone. Yes, she was modest in her style, she was after all trying to get into a decent College, and that required dedication- not a life fraught with distraction. And boys were a distraction. So she had made a promise to start over, dress more modest and be less of a flirt in this new life shed been given- fly under the radar and not get noticed. How wrong shed been. She had caught his attention it felt like immediately. Was it that she hadn't simpered at his smile the first day? Or that she had been too nervous to notice that she came off cold, in her fitted jeans hidden by a shirt a couple of sizes too big hugging her books to her chest hoping to be nothing more than a wall flower. Of course, at 59 she could never be a wallflower, her curves were already fully developed and shapely beneath the shapeless clothes she wore to hide herself. Regardless, he had made a mark of her, and had made what remained of high school a living hell. And nowafter she had spent the summer praying for escape, he was not only here at the same college, but he was her lab partner. She couldn't even do anything to fix it as when she asked for a reassignment, the supervising professor had told her no , that as grown ups there would always be situations one did not like but were beyond our control and to deal with it. Then dismissed her protests with a wave of his hand. She was helpless. Pausing past the mirror to glance at her reflection, she sighed. She was in nondescript clothes, a white tee shirt under a forest green zip up sweater that was a bit snug considering her usual attire, and boot cut jeans. Her dark hair was pulled back into a bun with a clip, and her face was fresh with a soft undercurrent of a flush due to nerves, making her clear green eyes pop. She hadn't seen him since Graduation, maybe he had changed over the summer. Maybe he wouldn't pick up where he left off with the teasing and bullying. But part of her knew that wouldn't be true - now, she dreaded, it would get even worse.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Having grown up in the area to parents from middle class of society he was determined to end in the upper echelon. Working hard on studies combined with his looks made sure that he stood out quite easily in the crowd. Noticing strangers he took it upon himself to find out just how they ticked, she was his latest one and the teasing along with bullying was going to escalate this year. Pledges to fraternities often led to challenges or dares being issued to members, he did not have one so to speak but his challenge was her and studying with her. Something about the next year was going to shape both of their lives forever. Having watched her enter with those clothes he chuckled and left his mates, striding down the corridor towards the classroom.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

As she walked to the classroom she felt him before she saw him. Her skin prickled with the sense of being watched, knowing that while she couldnt see him, he was close by his eyes stalking her. She squared her shoulders as she opened the door to the lab. He had never really hurt her, just made the insinuations that shed given him favors. He had taken every chance he got to grope her- telling her she liked it, liked being hisslutensuring his friends walked in at the right moment to propagate the rumors causing so much talk that everyone else never questioned if he was telling the truth. They all had just accepted his version of any and all events. A woosh of air hissed as the door slowly made its way closed behind her. It was a small space, built for two maybe three pairs of people to work in. Just her luck there was no one else here yet. She checked her assignment, their station was in the far back corner of the small room. She felt the electricity change and she shivered slightly. He had arrived. She turned to find him standing inside her personal space, always too close. She nervously licked her lips before sighing softly. This was going to be a long semester, and spending two hours with him every Tuesday and Thursday made that truth even more daunting. She took a step back, her back coming up against their work station impeding her escape, lending a startled look to her eyes. This isnt going to work, she said softly, her tone pleading for mercy. This class was important, how could she focus when she was worried about the meaning behind his well placed words and his suggestive touch and manor? Cautiously she raised her eyes to his, her heart racing, her breath catching at the intensity of his expression. What she wouldnt give to be a mind reader.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

It was like a game of cat and mouse or hunter and prey, her being the startled deer during hunting season in the bright spotlights only moments before the inevitable death shot. This was just too easy and his friends had only made it more so. Semesters for him were much more fun when they involved some teasing and taunting, life was meant to be enjoyed and her skin was so soft under his each time he had made the teasing gestures. Chuckling as she tried to move away from him, he stepped closer and placed his workbook and pen on the long wooden bench, eyes meeting hers before running two fingers through his short black hair, eyes glimmering as he spoke softly. What, have you forgotten me already. I am heartbroken. he paused Chris feels forgotten by you he said slightly louder but knew she was the only one who would hear it.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas broke eye contact first, sighing softly, exasperated. Leave it to him to make her feel guilty. Youve made sure that could never happen, her tone was softly intimate a combination of defeat and acceptance. She would never forget him, not for all the trying in the world. Her eyes flicked to the door, as shadows paused before it. In moments their private space was going to be invaded. Dallas took that last moment of privacy to squeeze past him, and put the table between them. Regaining a sense of normalcy with some distance between them she let her eyes flick over him. He was impressive and striking she fully understood why girls seemed to flock to him. His smile had an easy charm when he wanted. But she knew the other side of him, the side she was certain not many knew. Chris, Lord how she hated how easily his name slipped from her lips, and how it sounded like a caress, even though it wasnt meant as such. Please, dont make this too difficult on me. The door burst open at the moment and the other two pairs of lab partners wafted in from the hall. Dallas opened her assignment and let her gaze drop. There was an electricity in the air, she knew it and she knew from three years of dealing with it, that the others would see Chris- see them together- and make the broad assumption that she was his and off limits.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris listened to her words knowing that she was intimidated by him, eyes darting to the door long enough for her to move around him and the table. Oh well he thought to himself, this would still go the way he hoped as he was soon listening to Mr Wickman speak. Occasionally he felt eyes from others on him as he took notes, glancing across at Dallas to see her writing diligently as well. He could study quite well when he wanted to and determination to show others that his good side was still there always shone through. Nearing the end of class he spoke loudly Mr Wickman for our out of class study sessions with partner should they be held in the same location. Every set of eyes in the room fell on him before he laughed and added. Never mind Mr Wickman, I will sort it out with Dallas later. Tearing off a piece of paper it looked like he was doodling but in fact was writing down his address and cell phone number, sliding it across the table to Dallas just before leaving. Tomorrow night 7pm and don't be late babe.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas sat stuned for a moment. Two hour labs evey Tuesday and Thursday were not enough??!!! They also had to do study time together? She looked at the paper Chris had given her, shuddering. At least he hadn't demanded her address? Dallas was trepidatious about going to his home, where he would have absolute control-but then she prefered that over him invading the sanctuary of her own home, a place she could escape from his presence all together. Slowly, she gatherd her things and left the class, hoping she'd left it long enough that he'd not be waiting for her. The halls were emptying as the bell started to ring signaling next class. Lucky for her, she was done. Zipping her sweater up tighter, she hiked her bag over her shoulder, and made her way out of the building into the warm fall afternoon, thankful to be alone. Dallas focused on her walk to her small ground floor appartment, trying not to think about how her named slipped from Chris' lips so easily. She tried not to think about tomorrow and getting through her morning classes before their meeting. If days could be stretched into years the next 24hours would take a decade off her life at least.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris strode down the long corridor and left the college area, waiting and watching. Occasionally chatting with friends before heading home, tomorrow was going to be so much fun he thought. He knew that his fascination with Dallas had something to do with her hiding something, perhaps a hot sexy body that was dying for love. Chuckling to himself as he opened the front door of his parents house, taking some water with him to his bedroom. His notes from class sat on the desk as he went back over them. Several hours later he fell asleep with head in a book listening to music.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

It was though time was playing tricks first the night into Wednesday was sooooo long. Dallas had studied and made some headway on a couple of other class projects. Then she had fallen into a restless sleep, resulting in the alarm clock going off way too soon. She had gotten dressed in a half fog after taking a shower to clear the sleep from her mind. Her hair was down in soft waves about her face, and she was dressed in a pair of jeans and a High school Varsity Sweatshirt. The farthest thing from sexy she could get to, aside from her matching bra and panties. Hey, a girl had to have something after all right? After stumbling to get coffee and hitting her first class it was if everything went into warp speed, and that was how she found herself, palms sweating standing at the front door of a very impressive house biting her lip waiting for the door. Wondering where the hell the day had gone. Dallas rang the bell and took a step back as she was taught to do, to wait for it to be answered. She let her eyes wander as she looked at his home. Did he grow up here? She pondered, what kind of childhood had he had to make him the kind of man he was. Were his parents strict? Oh Gosh, would they be home???!!! Dallas hand went to her throat trying to calm the fluttering heart beat that was there as a shadow passed behind the pebbled glass of the door, obscured. She told herself it would be okay, as the knob on the door turned and then was pulled back.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris had enjoyed classes the next day and was looking forward to tonight and seeing her again. It was the taunting and teasing that made it fun and with his parents gone for the week he had the house to himself which he enjoyed. It was right around 7pm when he heard the door bell and walking casually down the hallway he paused briefly before opening and stepping back. Dallas right on time, come in.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas stepped into the foyer of the home, and took off her shoes while Chris closed the door. The sliding of the lock in place did not go unnoticed. She was in the lions den, she just hoped she didnt get bitten. She hiked her bag higher on to her shoulder, noticing the eerie silence of the house. Are your folks home? She asked, knowing the answer in her heart already. Of course they would be gone. She couldnt picture them here, he felt in command of everything. Dallas raised her eyes to his. Shall we start? This project looks a lot bigger than it seems on the original glance over. She chewed her lip unconsciously trying to tame her nerves, but everything was on edge. She hadnt been this secluded with him since Graduation day, when he had cornered her in the small stage hall before the ceremonies. Dallas trembled slightly at the memory.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris could tell she felt trapped, just the way he wanted it to be between them both as he started to walk down the hallway. No my parents are not home, want something to drink He stepped into the kitchen and waited for her answer already believing that she would turn it down, taking out some water for himself.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas followed him into the expansive kitchen, watching him as he poured himself a glass of water. Sure, Ill have some water too if thats okay. She watched him pour another glass, their fingers brushing against each other in the slightest of touches as he passed the glass to her. Thank you Chris, she said softly. She waited for him to grab his glass as well so she could follow him to where they were going to study. Part of her hoped it would be somewhere in the open on the main floor, since they were alone. But Dallas knew hed take her to his room, a thought that spiked both her anxiety and curiosity. Someones bedroom was the place they were always themselves, and she wondered what his would be like.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris had already set everything up that he needed for study in his bedroom, walking back down the corridor and turning right he set his water down on the nightstand before turning to look at her. Picking up the study book along with questions for the assignment he spoke Dallas you know you can relax a little more around me.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas smiled nervously at his comment. Relaxing around him was paramount to relaxing infront of a lion. She took a deep breath though as she stepped into his lair...room...and sat tentatively on the edge of his well kept bed. She pulled out her books and set them beside her. I'll try, she said softly. But you have to admit given our history, it's a tad hard to do. She let her eyes wander over his room. Every inch of it spoke about him as a male, but none of it was about his personal life. No photos of himself or family, which she thought was odd. But she noticed how tidy it was and how everything seemed to have it's place. She raised her eyes to his, starttled to find him watching her intently.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Chris had watched her intently after entering his room, sipping his water he moved to start reading his book . Dallas if you can not relax, perhaps there is something I can do to help He laughed softly knowing full well that his comments would not help but he was not going to stop taunting her when she was fascinating.
Thread: Bound to her Bully (AK and NightStalker73au)

Dallas let his words sink in. Maybe she was being too on edge. He hadn't made a move to touch her since she walking into his house. Maybe he would be the perfect gentleman if she gave him a chance. She looked down at her lap, and the questions for the assignment sitting in it. Okay, she said. First question, I think we need to explain our answer and how we came to that conclusion. She started writing down their response, focusing on the work ahead rather than him and his disarming grin.