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Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Karin panted softly as his tendril pressed against her harder. It was all she could do not to be completely breaking down in tears right now. She was about to be raped and then who knows what. She squirmed against him trying to move away but it only made him rub harder against her. She had no idea why he stopped so suddenly but she was thankful for it, hoping he had changed his mind and would either just eat her or let her go. When the other woman came into view hope once again swelled in Karin??s breast she might just make it out of this pure and alive. He growled at the new woman and flung several of his tentacles out at her. They were there as a distraction and to keep her from being able to cast as the real danger crept up on her. one of his tentacles moved through the grass around the pool like a snake. The other tentacles continued to strike at her not really trying to hit till suddenly this one sprang up from the ground and grabbed one of her legs pulling it out from under her to make her trip. At that instant all the rest that had been distracting her converged on her as one.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

There was obvious aggravation in his face now as he looked between the two women, the one that he was attempting to catch and the one he already had caught. That was the wonderful thing about having so many limbs. Multi-tasking was easy, and he was very, very versed in it. While a few arms distracted one woman, he could still play with the other, his eyes locking on Karin, that sick grin gracing his lips once again as the thick tentacle at her pussy began to play once again, wiggling about, pushing, parting those lips, little suckers spasming, moving on their own, stimulating her, wanting her wet and ready for his entry. And how he would enter her, and so many times, everywhere, filling her past capacity. The tip of the long, wiggling tentacle found her sensitive little clit, sliding around it in a circular motion. He could have been mean, savage, and just taken them without any concern for their pleasure at all. They were lucky. The little blonde seemed to be doing well, dodging with ease, though growling as she watched the other woman being so nastily violated. Ki, the mage in training, was having difficulties finishing the spell she had been attempting to ward off the attacker. She was determined to save the other in danger, clearly, but she could not focus, being attacked herself. Finally, she seemed to have made a wrong move, because she was falling, her staff flying from her hand. Now, she was only capable of small spells, nothing she would really be able to use to catch the upper hand with this creature. Hands moving up to cover her face, she let out a frustrated grunt. A fiery spirit, she wasnt about to plead, but rather, claw the hell out of her attacker. Bastard! she roared, though her voice did not match her attitude, high and feminine.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Karin whimpered as the teasing started up again. As he spread her lips slightly she couldn??t help by moan softly her body starting to betray her to his touches. The water was making her not notice that she was wet already. She squirmed against him suddenly stiffening as the tentacle found and started to work around her clit. Her virgin sense were being overwhelmed by the simple things he was doing to her. she tried again to kick out of his grasp but to no avail, she was starting to realize that there was no way out of this for her. He laughed at the mage's vain attempted to hurt him by scratching and biting. His tentacles worked their way around her body finally wrapped around her arms and legs pulling them wide. Just because she had been such a pain in the neck he roughly drug her across the ground into the pool dunking her under the water for several moments as he worked on the little acolyte. Finally he let her up and turned his face toward her. ??You could have just walked on past but you decided to be a hereon let me show what happens to them.? His sharp claws made short work of her flowing robes the colorful fabric drifting in the water as one of his tentacles pressed up against her pussy teasing it hard.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Hmph. Looking at the little holy woman, his eyes narrowed further. Her body was reacting just the way he wanted it to. Wonderful. He glanced at the other woman again who was still fighting him. Snorting lightly, an idea struck him. They both so obviously did not want him. Perhaps he could con them into touching one another, say that if they played he wouldnt fuck them senseless, though honestly he planned to take them either way, he had no problem with lying. Tentacle swirling around her clit, he continued to play, two more of the squishy yet firm limbs coming up, taking hold of her breasts, rolling them, squeezing. They were large and delicious. She kept them bound, and it was a shame. He was getting so much excitement from the now, groaning happily, excited. He tugged at her nipples, hard, not wanting to give her the impression he was going to be too gentle. Stuck beneath the water, she held her breath, not struggling until she was free to breath again. Snarling, she glared at him. Walking by like I see nothing is not an option. You just wait until I get my staff. Ill turn you into a bloody weed! Ki snapped and hissed, though her movement was restricted, and then moments later, he had left her naked. Her body was pale, the occasional scar marking its perfectness. She was tiny in general, her breasts a modest B cup or so. Pink tinted her skin but whether she was blushing or angry, it was hard to tell. Perhaps both. Jerking her arms, she gasped when he pressed a tentacle between her legs, rubbing on her virgin sex. Her eyes teared up and she hissed again, looking instead to Karin. H-hey! Dont let him get to youEh.. Not that she could say much.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Karin was far too new at adventuring to understand what the mage was talking about. she had no idea how to block out the sensations that the creature was producing in her. she whimpered and looked over at her would be savior. ??I?mmm?I don??t?mmm just feels so good.? She bit her lip hard trying to hold back the moan that were raising in her throat. She had never felt anything like this not even when she had played with herself. He laughed roughly and started to move the two of them closer together. ??You are welcome to try and resist me but you will fail.? His tentacles rubbed over Ki??s ass and thighs slowly spreading her ass cheeks to probe at her rear opening. The tentacle at her pussy rubbed around her clit pulling at it with his suckers not being at all gentle but still working to turn her one. ??The water you are floating in has been tainted with a fluid that will slowly excite your body no matter how hard you try to fight it. And it will stay with you as long as you live. So lets just enjoy shall we??
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

He chuckled softly as he looked between the girls, one seeming so clueless. He figured that meant the other, Ki, was experienced, but after a quick probe with his tentacle, he found her hymen intact. Just meant she had more control over her body. Not that it mattered. Both of them would be lost to lust before long. If anything, what he was giving them was a gift. A heightened sensitivity of their bodies that would make every little touch feel so good. But, he did intend to eat after this, so the gift would mean nothing in a short period of time. Bringing the girls ever closer together, their thighs brushed together. He wondered if they would find comfort in one another. Strangers, but against this monster together. He chuckled at the thought, eyes moving back to Karin as one tentacle pressed against her entrance, pushing just an inch or so inside if that, the resistance of that little bit of flesh making him grunt. He pressed against it firmly, letting her feel the strain, threatening to break it, hurt her. Looking over at Karin as they were pushed together so their legs touched, she frowned at the other girl. She would not be able to ignore this treatment, and with the effects of the water, it looked like Ki would soon be affected by it as well. Feeling a pressure against her backside, the little pucker of her asshole, her toes curled. That place was even more forbidden than her vagina. Grinding her teeth, she closed her eyes, as if attempting to block out everything. It wasnt working, and there was a feminine dampness forming between her thighs, making her uncomfortable, making her moan lightly, muscles tense, back arched. It did feel good, despite how much she didnt want it.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Karin whimpered as she felt the other girl??s leg brush against hers and she finally turned and looked at her. Karin was clearly scared, not only of what was happening to her right then but also of what was going to happen in the future. She bit her lip hard trying to keep in a moan that slipped past her lips as the tentacle spread her lips. it felt so big to her virgin pussy not knowing he was just barely inside her. feeling the pressure against her hymen she cried out. ??No! God please don??t!!!? she tried to fight him but her blood was rushing from the sheer pleasure her body was feeling no matter how much she tried to hide it. His tentacle continued to press against her asshole rubbing softly not yet spreading it. another thicker tentacle came and started to rub at her vagina swirling around her clit and pulling at her outer lips lightly. He kept changing the pressure on her ass and her pussy neither pressing into her yet just keeping her guessing which would be first to be penetrated by the thick squirming tentacles. Two other tentacles came up and wrapped around her breasts squeezing and pulling at the small mound teasing her nipples roughly.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

A grin was tugging at the corners of his lips as he looked down at Karin as she screamed when he pressed against her hymen. God. He cooed softly, chuckling. Your God apparently doesnt care for you too terrible much. He isnt smiting me right now. He said, reaching out and touching her cheek with his hand, his skin very soft from being in the water all the time. He poked her cheeks rather roughly then, before leaning back at watching her, tentacles tugging at her breasts. I want to hear you scream. Beg your God. Beg. He grinned, pressing his thick tentacle inside of her in one sudden, rough thrust, breaking her barrier, a small amount of her blood tainting the water. The thick tentacle that was imitating a penis pressed inside of her, stretching her uncomfortably. He did want her to scream. It would entertain him. He was already pressing her against the mage, turning them face to face and pressing their struggling bodies together. Ki let out the occasional grunt and groan from all the pressing, one against her virgin cunt now as well. There was that trickle of fear, but she did her best to ignore it, looking instead to Karin, and instantly feeling a terrible pang of pity for the girl as she was penetrated. A moment later they were pushed together, front to front, their breast that were being shamelessly molested were rubbing together now. Ki pressed her cheek lightly against the other girls, moaning quietly, her body tense, squirming. She was struggling to pull her slender legs together, close her thighs and protect her sex.
Thread: Patterns of Fate ((Kolath x JazzieBell))

Karin whimpered and struggled more as he mocked God, tears of fear rolled down her cheek as she cried the realization that there was no hope. Her head suddenly shot back as he broke her hymen taking her virginity. Her mouth was spread in a silent scream as more tears rolled down her cheeks. Her body shock in small convulsions a she tried to control her sobs but not really succeeding. Her head came back forward slowly as she whimpered in pain never having think that something this large could be inside her. her head laid on Ki??s shoulder and she shivered and cried softly nuzzling in close needing to feel some human contact. He laughed his tentacles teasing Ki all the more. It was making him upset that she was able to resist so well and he wasn??t going to stand for it. if she wasn??t going to give in to pleasure and beg for things to be over he would make her wish she had. He forced her thighs to stay spread as he came close hissing in her ear. ??You will wish that you had kept walking.? The tentacle at her ass suddenly pushed past her asshole sinking deep inside her tight hole. Not being at all gentle as he pressed the thick tentacle in deep, his other tentacles still rubbing her breasts now forcing them against Karin??s rubbing their nipples together.
Thread: The Tower - Fantasy Western/Gun-kata - Under New Management

Re The Tower - Fantasy WesternGunkata - Under New Management THE WORLD FACTIONS Gunslingers Practitioners of the ultimate form of gunplay, Slingers are the law of The Waste. It is said that a Slinger is gifted with the seed of their abilities at birth, but it is not allowed to truly flower until they have picked up a weapon. Many would-be-Slingers lived their whole lives without ever truly knowing what they were capable of. A practiced Slinger with a gun - any gun - is a force to be reckoned with. A gunslinger can duel with a gun as another would fence with a sword, deflecting bullets with the weapon, performing exotic tricks with perfection. It is the Slingers alone who have the ability to breach the Wall, but for now they are loners. It would take a large number of them to bring down the Wall keeping them in poverty. They are secretive and rarely reveal their ability. To do so would call the attention of the Predators. The Predators Fiercely loyal to the Tower and the Shimmering, Predators are trained to harness the arcane magic for the sole purpose of combat. From the time of their birth they are trained rigorously to become fighters against the Slingers. Their speed and skill with a 'blade' is unparalleled. Only they are allowed outside the safety of the Wall, their sole task the elimination of the Slingers, wherever they appear. The Disruptors These are the ones who have entered the uppermost stronghold of the Tower, and exited through the Arcane wall. They wield the power of the Shimmering, a power only the masters truly understand. They learn the art of magic through experimentation and practice. Their entire lives are spent in training for the sole purpose of gaining enough arcane power to rule the Tower. No one outside the Disruptors are certain how the Shimmering works. All that is known is they spread the essence from inside of themselves, distorting all that it touches. What effect it renders is uncertain until it is used. Not always does the disruptor have complete control of the power. Only the knowledge that it will cause harm or aid him in some way, and that his purpose will be met if he maintains discipline. Disruptors live in the Tower under the highest security.
Thread: The Tower - Fantasy Western/Gun-kata - Under New Management

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Thread: Late night calls and romance novels (me and Notte)

The rain was coming down hard outside the estate, the sound of each drop hitting the marble roof echoing through the halls, fast in their repetition, but distinct in their sound. A bolt of lightning illuminated the dark foyer, and almost as if on cue, the fireplace lit up, making a silhouette of a man. The man turned around, peering at his guests, when... No, really, it was a rainy night that night, but it wasn't a foyer that Alexander de Vaux was currently sitting in, but his den. And although he was praying on the rain to once again give him inspiration. The calm repetition of droplets hitting the stone of his estate, mingled with the hits on the marble and wood, usually soothed his mind and gave him a fresh influx of ideas. Sadly, this was not a night like normal. He was already late in sending in this book, and he was only halfway done because of... several setbacks. A loud sigh went through him, before he set back down to his writing. ...when another lightning bolt came down, casting a haunting light on him for half a moment. His features looked shallowed from age and stress, but quickly fell into darkness once more. I hope you remember why you are here. The man wheezed out, walking to the other end of the room, to the door. A simple puzzle to find out where the money is. I'm sure two smart lads such as yourselves can find it without the help from a old man like myself. The door opened, the torchlight from the hallway illuminating through the doorway... Alexander moved the page away, turning to a fresh one. ... The light was muted through the room by the man's body, until there was a loud gasp, the man curling over in the shadows before the audible sound of him hitting the ground, curled up with a pool of blood forming under him... Alexander growled angrily as he took the sheet of paper and crumpled it up, throwing it at the wall in his fury, followed by the pen he was writing with. The pen shattered into thousands of pieces, leaving a dark splatter of ink on the wall. Undisturbed by it, Alexander put his head down on the table to get a hold of himself. It was just stress, nothing else. His hand reached blindly for the small wine glass at his side,, flexing his fingers around the base and lifting his head up just enough to down the glass, leaving a somewhat red stain on the inside, the little bit left pooling to the bottom. What am I going to do. He groaned to himself, looking at his last page. This is terrible writing. The company is going to be pissed. He didn't care for the company publishing his work too much, but it was a great... way to make money. The phone rang, and he knew instantly who it was. He had to feign that he didn't, though, so he walked over to it, absently picking the phone up. Hello, Alexander de Vaux here.
Thread: Late night calls and romance novels (me and Notte)

Kate B. Garret was no a happy women, she was cold and soaked through to the bone and it was all her Authors fault. But, being the head of Publishing, she had a job too do and a pain in the ass Author to handle. The one in question was late with his manuscript, so she had come all the way out to his residence, in Canada, might she add, all the way from California. And, she had gotten lost, very, very lost. Actually, she wasn't even sure where in the world she was, but her cell phone was pressed tightly to her ear and she was huddled into herself, trying to shave off the wet cold. Damn it, don't you whiny bitchy narcissistic-I-need-you-too-constantly-stroke-my-inflamed-ego writer's ever learn to pick up a damn ph-, she cut herself off right away, when he answered the phone, finally, after the third time calling. Quickly she changed her tone and added a smile, but she was shivering and her teeth were clattering, Mr. De'Vaux, she pronounced his name with a thick accent I am so happy that you are home this evening, I do hope the manuscript is coming along nicely? She was overly polite, but she had to hurry this along, if she stayed out in this harsh weather any longer, she feared it may take her life. She waited a moment for his response, but quickly rushed on. I'm calling to actually inform you that I am currently in Canada en route to your estate, although, I have gotten myself rather lost. As the storm rather threw me off the road and well, I just have no idea where I am in general. Her voice was usually smooth and professional, but at the moment, it was rather drowned out by the pulse of the rain. I believe I am just down the road from you and I have already started walking, but I really would like to know if I am going in the correct direction, or if you could possibly, by any chance, come and get me. It was true, she was walking, and she wasn't wearing the correct anything for a hike. She was wearing a white business suit, with a skirt instead of pants to show off her killer legs, and three inch heels. Her brown hair was plastered to her face and neck and try as she might to move it away, the rain and wind always forced it back. Her make-up was also starting to smear and the mascara burned her eyes. Worst of all, she felt like she was being watched, and she kept on hearing the strangest noises which in turn, made her weak heart pound as if it were going to break free from her breast.
Thread: Late night calls and romance novels (me and Notte)

Ugh. Alexander was halfway to thinking that Kate was the bane of his life, out so far in California. And as the rain started coming down harder outside, trying to take his attention, he could have sworn that he heard rain on the other side of the phone. Yes, the Manuscript is coming along well. It hasn't been typed yet, but the writing of it is coming closer to completion. His head bowed down as he held the phone to his ear, his free hand reaching up and rubbing just above the bridge of his nose. Wait, what was that? His head picked up, eyes narrowing. Of course he heard her, but it was the shock of the moment. My estate is the ONLY building in the mountains. It doesn't exactly blend into the stony fields with the marble. God, some of the city people were complete idiots. And she was just one of the specimens of them! Then he heard her request, and he moved the receiver from his mouth. Hell and damnation... He pressed the phone back tight to his head, standing up now, but forced to bend over to not lose the phone. Yes, yes, I'll be down in a moment to meet you. He hung up the phone without another word to her. Amateur, he muttered, though he knew that she had done that work for a while. But he was starting to get angry at the constant interruptions. How was he suppose to get his work done for them if they interrupted him every few days with phone calls and other messages. The den was soon abandoned, and he grabbed a cloak to cover his features and protect most of himself from the heavy rain. From the sound of it, she hadn't done the same. His head came out from the top of the cloak, showing his chiseled and angled face, deep blue eyes and rather pale skin framed by shoulder length dark hair. It was tied back at the moment, not wanting it to get played with by the wind and rain. He went outside, steadied himself against the rage of the air and water, facing it and heading forward. It took him about a quarter of a hour to find her, a decent way off the road and at least going the right way. But he could understand her fear the wolves were starting to howl, and they weren't that far away. May want to follow me, and hurry. He said to her, turning away and quickly moving away towards the estate. If she went as fast as him, they could make it in less than ten to get there.