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Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

Sawyer lurked there, waiting for his victim to emerge from the bathroom. He heard the door and a few steps and then the target was in view, bypassing Sawyer where he was hidden in the corner. He wasted not a moment longer, darting forward and jamming the needle through his hair and into the side of hi neck. Within moments the drug cocktail took effect and Sawyer watched his slave crash to the ground with barely a sound. He stepped over the unconscious male and began his usual end of day duties with closing up the shop. He rung up the till, locked the front doors and pulled down the shutters then locked away some of the money in the safe. When he was finished, he plucked his new toy off the floor, pleased at how light he was, and carried him out to the car. Sawyer placed the male in the boot of the car and slammed it shut before he began the long drive out of town to his secluded home. It took around 45 minutes to get there and Sawyer pulled into the driveway. It didn't take him long to carry his new slave into the house but he didn't pause for a second. He carried him down to the basement then down a hatch, down winding stairs and through a long corridor. a few twists and turns before they arrived at the underground bunker. The room was plain, well built and painted white. There was a hole in the floor for the slaves to use as a toilet when permitted, a shower in one corner, a metal bed and a door that led further into the bunker where the dungeon was located. Sawyer continued through to that room and dropped his new slave on the floor. He immediately began to strip him of his clothes, examining his new find as he went. A pale chest, narrow throat and dusky nipples all to his liking. He tossed the shirt away to be burned, same with his shoes and socks, trousers and finally his underwear. He grinned at the sight of his slaves little cock nestled between his legs, running his fingers over the organ before pushing between his legs and prodding at his hole. Small, definitely tight. Sawyer shuddered at the touch and immediately set up securing his slave. He attached a rough leather collar around his throat with a chain connecting him to the floor to prevent him from even standing up to full hight. He attached cuffs to each ankle and wrist with similar chains that could be lengthened and shortened to desire, all attached to the floor. He then snapped a cock ring around his slaves little cock, making it painfully tight and grinning a little. He would get his slave around and then make sure he could never cum without permission, if he decided to let him keep the little thing. The final thing he added was a small ball crusher that he fastened around the slaves balls and tightened it enough so that it wouldn't fall off. He would tighten it later. Now all he had to do was sit back and wait for his new toy to wake up.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

James was knocked out for some time before he woke up and looked around slightly. He was still hazy from the drug and he flinched the the cock ring tightened around his cock. He whimpered slightly as he saw Sawyer watching him. He tried to stand up terrified, but fell to the floor from the chain being so short. He hit his face against the floor and looked up at Sawyer wide eyed in fear. All he could think was how much pain he was in, that he didn't think Sawyer could have been the one to cause it. P... Please... h... help me... I... It hurts.... he whimpered from where he lay. He trembled as he tried to figure out what was going on.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

Sawyer had dozed a little while waiting on his new slut to wake up. He thankfully didn't have to wait long and when the other stirred, his eyes snapped up and he watched as he immediately tried to stand and was jerked back by the chains holding him to the floor. He snorted a little at how the other crashed back down and hit his face on the floor but he made no move to help. He had no plans to ever listen to anything coming out of that one's mouth unless it was to beg for food or a drink or to be fucked. Sawyer slowly stood up, starting to pace around his captive. Help you? Why on earth would I help you? You seem a bit slow so let me spell it out for you. As you so easily told me, no one is going to come looking for you so when taking you here was... too easy. Welcome to your new home. Your bed and things are through that door, but I'll take you there once we've had fun. He came to a stop in front of his new slave and crouched down, cupping his new toys face. What's your name slut? The name you're going to forget when you learn that the only title fitting for you is cockslut.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

James trembled and jumped at feeling Sawyer touch his face. He tried to avoid eye contacts with Sawyer. J.... James.... he whispered terrified. He wanted to cry, he felt so alone and trapped. He was so much smaller than Sawyer, so there was no fighting to get away, not that he would know how to get out. He didn't know were he was in the first place. P... Please l... let me go... I... I'm scared.... James pleaded tearing up slightly. He was trying to be strong, but he had never been so scared in his life.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

Oh I know you're scared, Sawyer smirked, watching the younger tremble with fear. There was so much he wanted to do but he was unsure where to start first. He wanted to fuck him of course, experience that sweet tight ass. He watched those green eyes start to fill with tears and he slid a thumb up to swipe underneath. One move and he could blind him, but he didn't want to ruin those beautiful eyes. He glanced down at his cock and grinned before rising and stepping away. You need not look to downtrodden, your life here will be good. I shall be the one thing that keeps you alive, soon enough you will be begging me every time I come down here. That's right, you'e going to live down here until I know you can be a good little slut for me upstairs. It'll take some training of course, he moved to a bench and picked up a thick plug, But I am one hell of a teacher.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

James slightly leaned into the touch having liked Sawyer to begin with, but averted his eyes slightly to hide that he had moved closer. He looked up when Sawyer stood up unsure of what to think of his words. He was scared, yet despite being scared he wanted to believe Sawyer was still kind. He pushed himself towards the ground whimpering at the plug he held. He'd never really done much sexually before and it frightened him.
Thread: Behind Closed Doors (Cowl and Reila) - extreme NSFW

Young and innocent were how he liked them and Sawyer regarded his new captive with a cold smile and twirling the plug in his fingers. Do you know what this is for? I suppose not, you don't seem like the one with much kinky experience but that's fine, I can teach you it all. Who knows, you might even like some of it? He laughed before shaking his head. Now this is a plug, it's going to stretch your tight little hole nice and wide and plug you up to keep all the cum I dump inside you all tucked up and safe, okay?
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

The piece of paper was so crumpled that Michael could barely read it. A heavy box teetering in his grasp in one hand and the other pulling the paper closer to his face deciphering the chicken scratch he himself had written hurriedly just a week earlier. This roommate thing was a godsend, and he hoped the other person was easy going. His cousin had said they really needed someone to offset the price of rent. Hell that was something he was very familiar with. What with his ex taking everything but a few crumbs in the fridge when she had moved out, he was left with all the bills and piss poor job that couldn't maintain the ritzy apartment she had insisted on. His small used car had been his best friend til Sarah had told him about her coworker that was looking for a roommate. Taking a chance and the last few bucks he had saved up for gas til payday, here he was wondering if that was a 6 or an 8 standing outside of a slightly older apartment building. A small breeze ruffled his dark blonde hair. Annoyingly he knew he had to get it cut soon, if not it curled embarrassingly. Taking a guess that it was a 6 he nudged open the front entrance and walked to a single elevator, pressing for the 6th floor. The horrible elevator music had him wishing it would hurry up. His reflection showed a sturdy frame beneath a simple dark tshirt and blue jeans, Warm green eyes behind a pair of slim glasses and blonde hair hanging just past his ears. The doors finally opened and he stepped out rebalancing his box and walking down the hallway towards what he hoped was the right door. Putting on a smile he knocked on a sturdy door and waited .
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

Alisa thought the name Sarah had said on the phone was Michelle, so naturally she assumed that her new roommate was going to be a woman. In her friend's didn't come right out and tell her no men, but she automatically assumed that Sarah would know she'd be uncomfortable sharing an apartment with a guy. Alisa opened the door with a friendly smile, the words Hi, come inside coming out of her mouth even before she saw that it was a man on the other side of the door instead of the woman she'd been expecting. Wearing gray denim shorts, pale blue tank top tucked in, fiery red hair braided, but a few rebellious strands had escaped. She assumed you were helping her roommate move in, and after you came inside, waited expectantly for a woman to walk in after you. When that didn't happen, Alissa poked her out out in the hall and looked down the hallway. The door opened into a room that was a combination kitchen and diningroom. There was a vase of fresh flowers on the round table that looked line one of those old fashioned tables from the diners in the 1950's, red and silver, with four matching chairs. There was a doorway, on the right that led intoi the living room. Only one bathroom, small with a tub and shower stall. You're my new roommate?
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

Michael stumbled momentarily over the thresh hold of the door. He was sure his cousin had said that he would be moving in with another guy, and yet before him was this cute minx of a girl. Shaking his head slightly he took in the quaint space and dropped his heavy box to the floor. Uh, yeah I suppose so. I'm Michael. Sticking his hand out towards the girl he couldn't help but notice how her eyes widened slightly at him and how she kept wanting to see someone else walk thru the door. Is everything alright? Are you waiting on someone else? I am in the right apartment aren't I? Sarah said you knew I was coming. His hand started to drop slightly worried he had already messed up somehow and ended up at the wrong place. He did think it was a guy that he was moving in with. Come to think of it Sarah never did specify who he was moving in with.
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

I'm Alisa, she clasped his outstretched hand. No, you're in the right place, it's just that. I could have sworn Sarah told me your name was Michelle so I was expecting a woman. If this was Sarah's desperate attempt at match-making she was going to kill her. Not that she was getting a bad vibe from him. He wore glasses, refreshing, most she knew chose to wear contact lenses. Her glasses were for reading though and right now was placed on top of one of her romance novels lying on the kitchen table. She decided she liked his green eyes. They were warm and she saw kindness in them, decidedly ignored the voice in her head that told her looks could be deceiving. Sarah would never have sent him over if he was dangerous. Just like that she decided it didn't really matter that much that her new roommate was a guy. Would you like to see your bedroom? That is if you don't mind that your roommate is a woman.
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

Her hand was soft and fit just right in his. He had a moment where he didnt want to let go, but even to him he knew that would have been creepy. With a small chuckle he let her hand go and shoved them into his back pockets. Well at least you got a name, she just said here, this is the address and start packing your bags. Is she that pushy with you too? His eyes glimmered with mirth behind his small frames. He couldn't be sure but he thought she was checking him out a little so he did the same. She wasn't all that shorter than he was and had the prettiest red hair he had seen, not the carrot orange most red heads had, but that soft strawberry mixed with blonde. He itched to tuck away a strand that was laying across her cheek. Clearing his throat he nodded. Yeah sure, I'd love to see the room. His smile was honest as he followed her down the small hallway. It's not a problem with me, as long as your ok with it. You don't look like an axe murderer, orrr the Lizzie Borden type. So I feel pretty safe. Grinning he stopped short to keep from running into her back when she stopped in front of a small doorway.
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

That's Sarah, and yes she is that pushy with me too. Very annoying, she tells me to do something and expects me to do it, she didn't sound annoyed though. Far from it. Embaresing to admit, I usually do do what she tells me. It was true pretty much, except she hadn't gone out with any of the guys Sarah had tried to fix her up with. Alisa is hoping that one day Sarah would give up on that, but that's like trying to win the lottery. Possible, but the odss are very much against it happening. She opened the door that was to be his bedroom, a small gigle escaped, You may want to change the covers and pillows into something less girly. There was something strange going on here. She didn't feel uncomfortable around him at all. And that was odd. She wasn't nervous, wasn't fidgeting, was speaking in co-herent sentences. Wasn't looking for a piece of furniture to hide under because he wasn't just a guy, he was an attractive guy. It was his eyes. Those warm, green eyes. When she'd gazed into them she got the feeling that he would never hurt a soul. Not deliberately. It was sill of course. And then there was his easy smile and sense of humor.
Thread: Mistaken Identity (ReadandWrite&Autore)

'Ah so shes a bully to you too. Thought I might have been the only one. He chuckled softly and scooted past her, ever so careful to let his hand brush against hers. A flurry of tingles grew up his hand and he had to quickly cover a blush to his cheeks by taking in the bright room before him. A riot of colors made his eyes blurry and he rubbed his eyes beneath his glasses. Wow..yeah I think I'll need to tone this down just a little before I go blind, or crazy. He teased her about the colors wanting to make her smile. She had the cutest dimple that popped out on he cheek when she smiled, and he wasn't disappointed when she grinned at him. Walking around the small room he knew he could easily fit his stuff in here and not invade too much on the living space out front. I only have a few more boxes out side in my car so it wont take very long to get it all in here. You can leave the door open if you want and ill just go get them now. If that's alright? He had made his way back to her and tilted his head slightly to the side noticing how she stared into his eyes. Or if your busy, I can always just take a key and come back later with my stuff. Give you some time to do what you need to... A few strands of blonde hair fell over his face and he blew a breathe trying to get them away from his eyes.
Thread: Houses of the Blooded?

Raises his hand. I never really got into it myself, but a good friend of mine did. I'll let him know it's come up over here.
Thread: Houses of the Blooded?

Houses of the Blooded is a wonderful, wonderful, thing. Wonderful the same way that a peacock taking combat drugs wearing a ballgown whilst twirling flaming rapiers is wonderful. Not necessary wonderful in the same way that 7th Sea is, mind you It takes a little bit of getting used to if you're used to DD. Intrigue, courtly-drama, and so on play a far more important role than they do in DD. Even in games I run, and I particularly enjoy the intrigue drama aspect of things.
Thread: Houses of the Blooded?

Wasn't the part that surprised me.
Thread: Houses of the Blooded?

Yeah, as far as I could re-read seems like the kind of game I'd enjoy, plus it does seem to have some sweet and simple mechanics for a bit of world building ad also for taking care of your small 'barony' which would be a nice change of pace for most RPs I'd think Tho I might do away with the 'Tragedy' part of it, I do like happy endings if you know what I mean
Thread: Jungle Fever [ Bear & AnonymousRelated ]

According to the history books, Africa was the birthplace of all life. From a small piece in it was Mesopotamia, the first civilization of man ever found by scientists, the birth place of all of humanity and the safe haven still for all of the anthros. While man had dominated the rest of the planet and tamed the wild beasts that seemed almost-human, they still ran quite wild in their home land. It was a beautiful place that was made to remind humans of how far they had come. It was a way to truly get in touch with the roots of man. And to see the feral side of anthros for yourself. It was because of that that the Miller family had planned a long vacation in the middle of the African wilderness. The resort had been advertised as the perfect treetop adventure, large suites overlooking the great forests and just a few miles away from a good deal of attractions. There were nature trails to go hiking down and several times a day the locals would gather in small circles and talk about the indigenous wildlife, both ferals and anthro alike. For those that wanted to pay a pretty penny, you were able to go on safaris out in the wilderness and truly get close to the real thing. The people often paid too much for too little, as the animals had started to become shy in the latest years. Maries family had booked only the basic package, two separate rooms that overlooked the forest and had the ideal view of everything. From her window, she could see endless treetops and the sun hanging overhead, the day already so hot that she had sweat dewing on her skin. Dad, Marie called out across her balcony to her fathers room, where her parents were talking closely and laughing at each other quietly, Im going down the nature trail. Dont wait up. He acknowledged her with a raised wine glass, his attention too focused on her mom. Good for them, they were still so in love even so many years later, but it had caused her to be Neglected, since they loved each other more than her. But either way, they had paid the extra to bring her along, so she should be grateful for that at least. A smile was on her lips as she started down towards the trail, pulling her long hair back into a messy bun and away from her face. She had dressed for the weather, her shorts cut so short that her pockets were visible dangling from the edge of them and her shirt nothing more than a loose tank top. She couldnt help but admire the beauty of this place, from the deep greens to the sky overhead, though she had to admit that the heat was something that she didnt want. She found herself already wiping her brow and she was just half a mile in, the only one on the trail at this time of day.
Thread: Jungle Fever [ Bear & AnonymousRelated ]

For someone so used to the cool of air conditioned environments, the air was so heavy that she felt she could hardly breath it in. Marie had stopped for just a bit to catch her breath and can herself, rosy cheeks enjoying the feaux breeze her hand could provide. The forest around her had turned quiet, the gentle chirping of birds having gone suspiciously silent. It was the sudden silence that made her attention move from her own overheated self to the surroundings. As before, the trail was barren of any other hikers at this time of day, the sun glimpsed only dimly through the heavy overhang of branches. Her eyes moved around her to the brush, narrowing at any suspected movement that she imagined she saw. Her eyes caught nothing. Her nose, however, caught a thick drip on the very tip, the pearly liquid oozing down quickly to the corner of her mouth. The strange liquid was salty, making her think dimly of the sea. Marie spat, mostly because it was bitter but also because it was unknown. Her eyes narrowed at the mess in the dirt as she wiped the sticky residue from her skin. Her eyes lifted up into the trees, her untrained eyes unable to spot anything but branches. Hello? She called out, feeling silly but unable to shake the feeling that she was not alone, Is someone up there?
Thread: Jungle Fever [ Bear & AnonymousRelated ]

When you lived in the wild there was a sort of sixth sense you had to develop, you had to be able to determine when something's attention would be turned to you. If you were a predatory species and you didn't develop this sort of sixth sense, you didn't eat which meant you starved. And starving lead to two things, being unable to attract a mate and also death. Thus the drip that landed at the corner of her mouth was enough to make the large male skittish and he silently moved out of the branches. The only thing she'd be able to detect would be that of the leafs moving on the branch, but that could be explained by wind. His movements were silent and very deliberate. She'd come at the wrong time, it was nearing mating season and somehow this massive male had staved off the urge to mate with something. Normally for these beings it was each other that they needed to mate with, but in times of desperation they'd take lions too. It was clear from his stark and pulsing erect cock, that the scent of this female was bringing all those urges to the surface. By the time she'd spoke and looked around to see if there was anything there, he was already down the other side of the tree and shifting low to the ground on the dirt path behind the brush. His eyes could barely make out her silhouette through the thick brush, but he determined the path she was traveling and moved forward to lay in wait so that he could ambush or observe her. When she finally began to move again the male had already gotten himself practically flat against the ground behind a large sticker bush that no one other than his kind would dare lay under or around, except for maybe rhinoceros'. His ears were flicking back and forth as if they were radar dishes, but they quickly flattened when he heard an all too familiar sound. She'd come within leaping distance of him, and so without hesitation the large furry male leaped up and wrapped his arms around her body as if he was trying to trap and devour her. But as he landed on the ground to the side of the path in the brush, a group of hyena came sprinting by pulling a carcass. Those dogs were incredibly fierce when it came to protecting food, but they wouldn't try and fight something that wasn't trying to stop them or get in their way. Having been thinking about the feral dogs, the large male hissed loudly as two of them stopped and cackled back and forth at each other. The two dogs then rejoined the other three that were pulling the male antelope. Once the immediate threat was gone, that same scent hit him again. Inhaling sharply the male began purring madly and he began to rub his face up against the neck and shoulders of the female that he had trapped in his arms.
Thread: Fx M or F A Saucy New Thread! (Updated, looking NTR/Cheating and/or Interracial)

Several of the rules in the first post have been edited!
Thread: Fx M or F A Saucy New Thread! (Updated, looking NTR/Cheating and/or Interracial)

A quick bump!
Thread: Fx M or F A Saucy New Thread! (Updated, looking NTR/Cheating and/or Interracial)

Zesty hip bump!
Thread: Fx M or F A Saucy New Thread! (Updated, looking NTR/Cheating and/or Interracial)

Call me baby, 'cuz I've got back. As in, I am back. From Haitus. I've returned. Appeared. THE PROPHECY IS TRUE. Hit me up 3