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Thread: In the Mojave [Lady Grimoire x rskde]

Ryan laughs and shakes his head when she called him easy to read. Maybe that's just what I want you to think. He says with a wink, shaking his head as he looks to her and tries to read her, not really caring what cards she had, he just hoped that she would mess up in some way. Well, I wouldn't call myself picky.. This stuff on the ground here isn't enough to sustain someone like me who's constantly out in the field working. Ryan explains, not really being much of a nutritionist, but understanding the basic principle behind carbs and calories. As the game progresses he has to draw cards, biting the inside of his cheek as he notices that his luck was not in his favor, honestly he had had shit luck all of this day, and it didn't seem to be getting any better. Though, the fact that she was starting to strip off her clothes might be considered lucky. Now that she had raised him, he shrugs his shoulders before pulling off his own t-shirt, leaving him shirtless as he tosses it into the gambling pile. He had others, he left his armor and straps next to him, not wanting to bet them as they would be needed in future fights. His eyes flicked to her chest, she was certainly showing off a lot.. Which was odd, considering she had just been wanting to kill- His eyes flick down to her hand as she grabs two cards from the deck and he just shakes his head. I don't think I've got time to play with cheaters. He says while reaching forward and collecting the items that he had bet, throwing down his cards on to the deck while placing his items next to him. I should take your shit too, and cut off your hand.. Luckily for you I'm not a broker in New Vegas. His eyes moved to meet hers as he silently questioned her motivation. If you want food I can give it to you, but I'll be needing something in return. He says while slipping his food and shirt into his pack, he preferred to sleep shirtless anyway. Honestly he was kinda glad that he had caught her, all things considered his hand was shit and he was going to lose all of his items if he had continued betting against her, he didn't even need to see her hand to know that it was probably better than his. You didn't even have to cheat to win, was my poker face really that good? Ryan asks with a laugh, shaking his head at the idea of his face being so good that it had made her nervous of losing her items. OOC See more PER 9 7 LCK 2 2
Thread: In the Mojave [Lady Grimoire x rskde]

A roll of her eyes answered his comment on 'what I wanted you to think,' and then, again, as he mentioned how the food wasn't enough for someone out working. It wasn't like she wasn't out working too, and Ashley was certain it was harder than he worked given he apparently didn't need to scrounge to survive and the NCR, if he was even with them, seemed to provide all he needed. 'Must be an easy life... Shoot a few Legion here and there, get food and caps, place to sleep.' She raised an eyebrow when he took off his own shirt, not having thought this was gonna turn into a game of strip poker. Well, beyond her stripping. To distract him. When he noticed her nabbing the extra two cards, her lip curled into a bit of a snarl. I love to see you try, Mr. NCR, she growled out at the threat. Apparently, he wasn't as dense as she thought, and more perceptive than she had given him crredit for too. If nothing else, that was a note for the future, if she had a future. Right now, she needed that food. There was no way she was making it to Vegas as she was, and banking on finding something along the way was stupid when there was food sitting right in front of her. Maybe she would need that revolver again after all, a thought which crossed her mind at the same time she glanced at the weapon, right before he offered the trade. And just what do you want in return? she questioned as she fished her own things back over to herself. Him mentioning his hand wasn't that good though, she gave him a skeptical look, only to reach down to the deck and check, frowning deeply at the fact he didn't even have a pair. Oh, fuck me... ' Reaching over to her pile, she grabbed the three cards she had kept, and tossed them face-up on the ground between them. Three eights. Yeah, I guess it was, NCR, she muttered under her breath before swatting the deck and scattering the cards about some. Crossing her arms over her chest, she peered at him, waiting for him to answer her question on what he wanted for the food. Ashley wasn't of the mind to reveal it had been a few days since she ate, god knows what he might ask for then if he had that kind of leverage, besides, she see herself as much of a whiner. So, what're the terms, then?
Thread: STAR WARS UNIVERSE - Original Dom Male Imperial Officer Needed

RE Sordid Tales of a Sex Hungry Queen - FxM - Seeking Knights, Warriors, Mages, Rogues Older Sordid Tales of a Sex Hungry Queen - FxM - Seeking Knights, Warriors, Mages, Rogues Looking for writers who wish to writeplay Knights, Warriors, Magic-users, Even RoguesAssasins in the same flavor of Assassin's Creed in a fantasy medieval or renaissance setting. The world doesn't need to be historically accurate, and can be with or without magic, Monsters, etc. The female character I've shaped up for writing has a rather strongconfident personality, though she is far from perfect, and now, having just ascended to the throne her kingly father could be alive or dead, or it could be she's in a marriage of convenience, and the king is away, she seeks to take advantage of her position to keep herself safe and her bed warm or she's seeking to breed. While perhaps not confident at first, she will find being the seductress a joy, one who, in time, is not above public displays of lust and power. Note she she sees power in bringing about pleasure, including in the questionably willing. And in time, she can possibly become more and more depraved. This can be a short or long-term tale, with the amount of smut involved being up to you. I'd like to add, the taboo of incest can be involved as well.
Thread: STAR WARS UNIVERSE - Original Dom Male Imperial Officer Needed

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Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

Tera was having a relaxing, quiet evening. Sitting in her bedroom, one hand guided a comb through her hair while the other held up a book to read. The young woman set the book aside with a sigh and casually tossed her comb onto a table. She was miraculously bored. This large and lavish mansion may have seemed as though it held hidden secrets, arcane and archaic information passed down generations, ancient passages and chambers begging to be explored, but when you spent every day of every year in this place, it all became quite dull. Tera had combined through every book in library four times and had no interest in adding a fifth, she had already thoroughly explored every book and crevice of the estate, which was too isolated for her to send a bird to a friend or head for the nearest town, which she still disliked. She sighed again and lay down on her bed, staring up at the ceiling dejectedly. Her black hair spilling behind her and her pale body starkly contrasting with the crimson blankets of the bed, if only she had something to do. Something that she could focus her attention on. Simultaneously, the manor door creaked open for the small party of Ameline Lantress. Warm light spilled out of the house and bathed a glow on the travelers. A short, petite redhead stood in the doorway. She was cute and dressed plainly, it was clear that she was a servant. The servant girl timidly looked at the people and quietly spoke, im sorry. My mistress isn't taking guests at the moment. As she moved to close the door, a louder voice spoke, Talia... Let them in. The girl looked back, B-but mistress, you told me to turn anyone away. The voice chuckled, I know what I said. But we can't leave travelers stranded like this, especially not when dire consequences are involved. Please, come in and allow me to extend my hospitality to you. The door opened wider, revealing a sleek woman standing at the foot of a grand staircase. Her black hair was pulled up in an elegant crown braid that showed off her beautiful face. The red gown she wore left none of her supple curves to the imagination. My name is Lady Tara Fendal, welcome to my home. She flashed a smirk at them all, a smirk that eas coy on the surface but if someone really searched it they could find danger behind the genteel facade, but the most powerful emotion in that smile was a sudden lust when Tera set her gaze upon Ameline, things had suddenly become much less dull at the manor.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

As the doors opened slightly to reveal the petite redhead standing before them within the foyer, Ameline quirked a brow stepping closer to the door despite initially being told she was unwelcome. Her two guards followed soon after, ensuring they remained on either side of her in a protective formation while the driver lagged behind, clutching several chests containing the ladys many valuables, salvaged from the carriage. I'll have you kn-- The girl started to speak irritably, a hand lifting to press on the heavy door in defiance before the louder voice boomed from nowhere, graciously permitting them to stay. Ah--that's better. She said matter of factly, hastilly stepping inside. A light chill had been lingering in the air, but it wasn't just the cold Ameline was worried about, in her mind she felt she had the right to be in this place, after all the duke of these lands was her future husband. As she approached the servant girl, her blue eyes lifted to spot the woman upon the staircase. She certainly appeared to be a Lady, but the body hugging gown was incredibly distasteful for someone who was supposedly head of this house. Lady Fendal. Hm. Can't say i've heard of you, nor heard the name, nor was I aware of a lavish manor of this quality within these woods in the middle of no where. Who is your husband? Supply us with your best horses, rations and a bed for the evening while your help repairs my carriage, and I will ensure my future husband the duke speaks to the king. If you do not comply however I can ensure the same thing will happen, only the words he speaks will not be in your favor. I can have your land claimed in an instant if you cross me. One of the guards flinched as she uttered a threat within the home of an apparent noble family. They had known of her snobbish entitlement but had not expected her to be so brash. My servant will bring my things to my room. She gestured to her driver who was struggling to remain holding the several chests within his arms. She then turned her direction to the red headed girl Go on girl, show him where he needs to go, before he drops it all. Her blue eyes one again lifted up to the lady of the house, grimacing as she once more took in the sight of that skin tight dress, which left very little to the imagination. Does this harlot even have a husband? She thought to herself. Now you there, Lady Fendool was it? It was as if she mispronounced the name on purpose. Do you have ravens? I'd like to have a letter sent to the duke at once to make him aware of my unfortunate delay. The presumption and arrogance displayed by Lady Lantress was strong, as she didn't even bother to wait for an agreement or reaction, instead, barking orders at Tera's own servants and even Tera herself.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

Tera decidedly did not like Ameline Lantress. Despite this, her smile didn't falter. She glanced at Talia and nodded, escort him to the second floor. The room with the black door should be plenty comfortable for a one night stay. Talia's face dawned with compression and she nodded quickly. Of course mistress, right this way sir. She led the carriage man away up the stairs, Tera didn't even glance at them. Her eyes locked on Ameline. Oh, my lands are so secluded that many overlook my name when documenting my family's history. As for the subject of my dear husband, he is no longer with us. I'm afraid Lord Alastair Fendal passed away of consumption almost three years ago. She walked down the steps and motioned to an oil painting on a wall. Tera was standing behind a chair, her hand in the shoulder of a man sitting in the chair. He was broad with a well-trimmed beard and dark eyes. You said your future husband is the duke? That would make you Lady Lantress... Very interesting... She nodded to herself and smirked, I'm sorry, but my only help is Talia, I'm not accustomed to visitors so she does all my cleaning and cooking... I'm afraid she's not the best with the horses but your guard are welcome to use my horse in the stable. You won't be needing your guard here anyway. I'm sure they can have your carriage fixed very quickly as well. I keep spare parts there as well. I have plenty of ravens and I will gladly send your husband a letter for you, I will explain the delay and personally offer my apologies. Now, lady Lintress... Might I guide you to the dining hall? Talia was in the middle of preparing dinner before you arrived, I'm sure she must be finished by now. Tera walked Ameline through the lower level of the house, her coy smirk on her face the entire way. I hope you'll excuse my dress, you arrived just when I had finished bathing and I had to drrss myself hurriedly. I suppose living alone does make one less thoughtful of social customs. She stopped talking as they entered the dining hall. It was a grand room with a dark brown wooden table in the center. The table was Mich shorter than the room and seemed to be mean for two. Tera sat at one end ans motioned Ameline to sit across from her in the other seat. Talia walked out and set a silver platter on the table, removing the cover to reveal a beautifully cooked pig. The maid carved of a piece and set it carefully on Tera's plate, then another on Ameline's. She quietly served them the other dishes, pouring each a goblet of wine before retreating through the servant's door. Tera smiled, go ahead, please eat however much you'd like. What's mine is yours. She began eating merrily, there was not even a hint that Ameline's food was drugged.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

The girl gave a curt nod, pleased to see the woman comply with her wishes. She turned briefly to watch as her servant carrying her many chests followed the womans servant up the stairs before disappearing from sight. Ah, A widow. She said with mild disdain, lifting her head to appraise the portrait of the departed lord. He seemed like the sort who would live in a place like this, the woman however, Ameline could not get a read of. You live in this manor alone, with only one servant? How...odd She voiced openly, finding the way that Talia addressed Tera as mistress to be offputting. it was not unheard of for herself to be referred to as such on occasion, but the expected address was My Lady Yet, as far as she could tell, this Tera, preffered to be called mistress. Maybe it made her feel more important than she was, living in some bloated home in the middle of no where, unable to afford more than one maid. I suppose my guards will have to do the work then. She added in mild annoyance. Men, seek out Lady Fendal's maid, have her show you these parts and begin repairs on our carriage at once. I am certain it shouldn't take her long to show Frederick to my room. Yes, i'll appreciate your haste in the matter, the sooner he is warned of my tardiness the better for all of us. Ameline followed Tera into the dining hall, impressed to see food awaiting them. She had been quite hungry, and it seemed a suitable feast for one of her sort. She perked up as the woman referred to her rather inappropriate appearance for welcoming a highly esteemed guest. Ah yes, I had wondered my self. Which is why I assumed your husband had to be nearby, why else would you wear such a thing, especially if alone. Lady Ameline took the seat offered to her, across the table, facing Tera, adjusting her dress as she lowered herself, before setting her eyes upon the feast. She immediately made a reach for the wine and took a sip. Suitable I suppose. She said as she continued to berate the hospitality with every opportunity she had. Slowly, she daintily picked up her knife and fork, taking small, polite bites, completely at ease, under the impression that this noble woman knew her place.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

Tera smiled. A lesser woman might have put the drugs directly into the wine but she coated the goblet with them, especially the rim. So, when Ameline took a sip, Tera was quite pleased. So... Lady Lantress... Tell me a bit abkut your soon to be husband, is he a good man? Kind? Gentle? Or do you prefer a man who's a bit more gruff. That's become quite a fad recently. I'll never understand it but to each their own. She took another sip, I take it you've met him before? Or will this be the first meeting. Tera glanced toward the servant's door then back at Ameline. Tell me Lady Lantress, what is it that you see in him? Excuse me, that sounded rude. I'm just curious what it is that you like most about the duke, what attracted you to accept his proposal? She nodded softly and glanced at the door again. This time, it locked silently. There would be no chance of getting it open any time soon. Once again, Tera looked back to Ameline. She was about to speak again when the doors to the dining hall opened. Talia scurried over and bent down beside Tera whispering something in her ear. The lady smiled, thank you Talia... You may go now. The maid nodded solemnly and scurried back out, locking the dining hall door just as silently. Tera let the conversation progress normally, speaking casually to Ameline about anything that came to mind and trying to hold back a smile with every sip of wine the Lady drank. When Ameline pushed her plate away. Tara stood up, well, this has been a lovely meal... But I think it's time we got downnto business... Remove your dress. The command came across as such. There was no room for argument.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

Lady Lantress took yet another sip of her wine between the meal, occasionally looking up toward Tera who carried the conversation, and yet not only were her questions intrusive, they held a hint of menace to them. For a woman who should have known her place, there was a strange feeling about the whole thing, especially with the way the woman kept looking toward the door of the dining hall as if she was expecting something to happen. He's a powerful man, which is what matters. She stated shrewdly. No, We haven't met yet, the arrangement was made between he and my father, although he did choose me personally to be his wife, from what I have been told. The smug superiority in her voice couldn't become more unbearable if she tried. She took a pause between speaking to take a couple more bites of the roast pig before washing it down with more wine. As if Ameline hadn't felt strange about this situation enough, she was beginning to feel hazy, but she attributed it to the wine which she considered to be of poor quality. I'm afraid you're not excused, it was rude, and I tire of your prying questions. The Lady jumped abruptly in startlement as the servant girl scurried in to whisper something to Lady Fendal before scurrying away once more, reminiscent of a beat dog. Ameline assumed it had something to do with her accomodations being ready. She had half expected her guards to return shortly thereafter, yet they never came. It was strange, they couldn't still be out there with the carriage? The meal had lasted some time. Shrugging dismissively she finished up her last few bites with an expression of annoyance plastered upon her face. She didn't like this woman, she held this air of faux superiority about her and yet she was no one with an estate in the middle of nowhere, with a dead husband no one knew about, nor cared. As she pushed her plate away, she was startled yet again, this time by lady Fendal who rose from her seat abruptly. I--W--what!? She sputtered in alarm. At first she thought she had misheard her, after all the wine was having a greater effect than she anticipated. She was feeling dizzy, disoriented and tired. Why would I do such a thing? You would do well to know your place! If her guards had been by her side, she'd order them to detain her at once, how dare she make such a rediculous demand, why would she undress before this woman? She lifted her hand to her forehead as an additional wave of dizziness struck her, which forced her to be seated Ugh what was in this wine...? She stared across the table toward the woman who had made the ridiculous command, slowly everything began to fall out of focus before she slumped forward onto the table, unconscious.
Thread: The Witch and the Shrew [MessedupRp x Raina_Reader]

Tera smiled as she watched the lady collapese into the chair. There was some small amount of smug catharsis in seeing her fall. I'll remember all those slights to my name, my home and my husband when you wake up... We'll see who's learning their place soon enough. Tera snapped her fingers and the door unlocked, Talia scurrying in. Is it finished mistress? She asked, smirking a bit at the sight of the unconscious Lady. Yes, clean up the dishes. I'll take her up to her quarters personally. I trust you've attended to the Lady's guard? The maid nodded, both guards are dead, the driver was beaten and left with the carriage overturned. It will look more like a bandit attack. Tera smiled as she scooped up the unconscious would-be duchess in her arms. Very good Talia, you may return to your home once you finish up in here. Your services will not be required for a little while. Talia smiled and bowed deeply, you honor such a lowly demoness. With yoyr permission I might keep this form a while longer. I've grown to quite enjoy a human body. Tera shrugged, you've done well. Keep this human form for however long you can, I'll call upon you again when you are needed. She left the room, carrying Ameline bridal style. Stupid little Lady, you think your duke was powerful? That fat oaf knows nothing of true power, but you arr quite lucky to have stumbled onto my doorstep. I can show you real powers. Even though she knew that the girl couldn't hear her, she still wanted to talk, just to twist the knife a bit. She left Ameline in the room, with a few adjustments to her current situation. The next morning, when Ameline woke up. She would find that she was in a lavishly decorated room, on a soft bed but no longer in her dress from the night before. It wss neaty hanging over a chair nearby, instrad she was in a black nighty, there were leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, ropes atrached which held her to the headboard and foot of the bed. There was a padded leather collar around her neck. Ameline's mouth had a gag covering it, a piece of cloth shoved in to keep her quiet. The door creaked open and Tera walked in. She chuckled softly and sat on the edge of the bed. Good morning. Don't be afraid, if I meant to harm you, I would have done it while you were unconscious... No... I have other plans for you. She dragged her fingertips up Ameline's thigh very slowly, slipping over to cup her hand over the bound Lady's crotch. Tera smiled and slow rubbed at her sex through the thin clothes of the panties, mm, you're in no position to complain dear. You're currently bound, gagged and in the presence od the most powerful witch in the kingdom, if you want this to end favorably for you, I suggest you learn some manners very quickly.