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Thread: New Earth (Aphotic Intentions & I)

Darkness was the first thing she became aware of consciously, but she was already taking shallow, quick breaths as the rest of her senses slowly started reactivating. The hissing sound of machinery filled her ears and a strong earthy scent hit her almost instantly. She opened her eyes, and at first the light was blinding, however it started to subside as she blinked over and over again. As her breathing returned to normal, she moved her hand lazily to find something she could use to lift herself up from her seat. Recovering from a long stasis was always the hardest part of the journey. It took a while, but she finally started becoming aware of her body, and who she was. Evelynn Blanche was her name. Age twenty seven. She was a researcher, a scientist, and her mission was to study New Earth. New Earth was a planet that they had stumbled upon a little over a decade ago that was the closest thing to their old planet they had come across this far. It's gravity, it's atmosphere, the environment...it was a perfect match. The only problem was...it was a very hostile planet. From the wild life to even the plants...everything seemed to have a self preservation instinct that drove it to kill any threats. Then there was data on sentient creatures that lived here, but only seemed to come out during the endless night. Judging by the brightness that filled her pod, and the heat, she had arrived before then. That was one thing she didn't have to worry about. As for the other creatures roaming about, she had been sent here with a highly advanced weapon. She could defend herself for now until she found a proper settlement. She could feel her stomach rumbling faintly, but she at least had rations she had taken with her. She reached for her backpack, which had all her necessities and her weapon. Beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead as she pulled out a tightly packaged nutritional bar. One bar was enough to completely satiate her hunger. A quick swig of water from her canteen helped diminish her thirst, and she closed her backpack and decided to take off her travel suit since it had been so hot. She should have been more concerned about her surroundings, especially from the sounds of wildlife that were all around her. But she had a goal, and she was determined to accomplish it. She had no idea where she was, but she had enough supplies to figure it out.
Thread: New Earth (Aphotic Intentions & I)

Evelynn grimaced a little when she finished reading the report that her pod had given her. She made sure to keep her suit that she had just peeled out of, because it would be the only thing that would protect her from the harsh cold that they observed from the Colonies. It was to be expected with no sun for weeks upon weeks. It was a wonder how any wildlife survived here in such conditions. She would hopefully find out on her trip here, because it was in the best interest of the colonies for her to gather as much data as she could. Despite her personal mission, she would not ignore this one. Before she finally left the pod, she pulled the weapon they had given her out of her backpack and studied it. It was one of their standard military beam guns with a prototype attachment that allowed it to also function as a melee weapon. It was meant to be a utility for her in the case that she needed to cut something, because they doubted she'd ever attempt to try to get close to anything that was attacking her. She was a researcher, not a soldier. She was glad she took some lessons on how to use the high tech gun, and her aim was better than average. She holstered the gun onto her hip and then finally started to move out. She spotted the pipe system right away and realized that she had to be close to a settlement. It was the only explanation as these were man made. She'd just have to guess the right direction to follow. It was...generally safe for now, as there were not larger creatures in the area. So she had some time to look for any disturbances in the area that might lead to where she needed to go. She was strictly going on instincts and smarts alone, as she had never tracked anything before in her life, but she was confident in her abilities.
Thread: I Need To See Your Lovely Curves...And Your Underwear Sis (Me & lordtalos) 18+

Lucy was sat in the living room reading a book to pass the time. Right now it was just her and her 16 year old brother at home and he was busy in his room. Lucy wasn't sure what he was doing but only knew it involved the holiday album of their trip to Florida when she was 18. She didn't really care though as she was too invested in the book she was reading. Lucy was 21 now and looked a lot different from how she was three years ago . She had gone up a few dress sizes and no longer wore tight clothing like she used to when she was younger.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

The Girl left high-school with a smile on her face. She had said goodbye to all her friends, and had said bye to her mom the morning before. She even had called and talked to her dad. Everyone knew that she was a volunteer over at the Dolcett program at the university. A lot of girls were. She knew that it was her large tits that had gotten the sixteen year old chosen for the program, as well as 11 other girls from the local highschools. It would not be the last round of snuff sluts from there. Though they all knew that even going to this.. they had a high chance of survivial. These were not hardcore dominate hardened men. Instead these were boys, who were being tested to see if they would be able to continue with the program. The program was designed to take Sadists, and turn them into Culling Officers for the state. Guys who were licenced to turn woman into objects of art. Using there skin, bones, and even meat. Of course the girls would not survive this... but.. like most worlds, the subs outnumbered the doms. This was no different.. what was differnt was that this was the center of Dolcett culture.. not a single major snuff artist had not come from the prestigious program. Of course there were other schools where one could get a licence.. but this was the penultimate.. something the locals took with a great deal of pride. Of course she was a little bit surprised when she arrived at the school, and got her assigned Artist. Chinese.. well that would be interesting. Though.. as she thought about it.. She thought it very likely that this guy would do anything to stay in the country alone, set aside if he had the true soul of a Sadist.. so she almost skipped across the campus to the Dolcett dorms. A large, stone building. The dorms all singles, with stone walls and floors, easy to clean, lots of room for a studio.. even a shower and a drain.. and knocked on the door hard, smiling. Other girls going to there assigned rooms with equal vigor and pride. She put her hands behind her back, lifting her chest up substantially. Waiting for the door to be answered.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Communist China once deemed the equivalent of a Superpower submitted to the whims of the Feminist agenda. Hung found contempt for his nation of origin, adamant on applying his intelligence towards art not necessarily the cultural norm throughout his time on mainland China. English was a secondary language and to the disgust of the Yang clan one of their brilliant young minds was dedicated for an obscene art form the Western world refused to impede. Animals were expendables within his country, hell Hung was pragmatic enough to seize the opportunity on cats and dogs. Nefarious intentions aside, cooking your prey was acceptable as long as the victim wasn't sentient. America was the land of reinventing oneself, appreciative they sundered the words of others who possibly would shun a tradition acceptable by overpopulation. After all the majority of the women were willing, though this level of awkwardness left him inexperienced in his sexuality. Most ironic was a knock was uttered, something that rose panic as he laid there naked indulging on the internet and its horrific to others but enticing figures. Slipping on clothes in haste, Hung dressed himself in cargo pants though ignorant of the impending encounter going without briefs as his cock remained half hardened. Bulky pants hopefully would camouflage his stiffness. Opening the door he was surmised to the appearance of a gorgeous woman with chest prodded forward. A light blush emitted from his facial features, searching for the proper words. Hiiiiiiiii, did not expect a guest. Sorry English not too natural yet. Eyes continued to wandered on her ample breasts aimlessly. Possessing an impressive physique any woman would be flattered.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

The Girl smiled a little bit. Cute. Strong looking. Not exactly what she was expecting. Half expecting an uber nerd when the door opened. The girl bit her lip looking him over a little bit. A chill going down her spine as she put out her hand. Hi.. Im Marcy.. your homework assignment She said with a little bit of a giggle. Obviously letting him get a good look at her breast meat. She looked into the room, noting that the large fireplace was not lit. She wondered a little bit what she might be up for. There of course were traditional Chinese forms of Dolcett, though all the practitioners of it were killed in the cultural revolution. Only reports of shows, and people trying to reverse engineer the arts allowed for simulations of it. As well as an elaborate cook book designed for the ultimate meal, that took seven years of prepping the girl and the final preparations took twenty four hours a day for a week. The girl was dressed in a micro shirt, tank top showing her midriff , and tennis shoes. She moved her chest a little bit around, trying to entice him a little bit more. So.. where do you want me?
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Apologies been multitasking and there wasn't much to write via writer block Wwant wit you. Remind me the assignment? Hung lacked the social graces of an intimate encounter, truthfully expecting his assignment in a cadaver form versus one breathing for the start of embracing the Dolcett lifestyle. Oblivious to his surrounding with eyes lingering over her form. Decorated on his walls were an assemble of tools, including piercings of varying degrees of artistic form and pain, blades, even a branding iron with a ornate Chinese symbols on it. Cogs began to spin, boner barely contained in the confines of his cargo pants. She was a lovely woman, alone in his dorm. Enthusiasm sparked in her body language, a tangent of images shuffling as lewd images slipped a noticeable grin. Whether or not she saw it in perversion, nervousness, or excitement was a cue for her to follow suit on.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Well your supposed to decorate me, have fun with me, and make an art project with my body after your done... taking pictures as you go.... Dad wants you to make him something from my leather.. he dosn't want you to risk giving too much away.. sure he wants a girl skin wallet.. but.. its all up to you, if you even send him anything She said grinning as she started to get undressed. Her sex shaved bare, her tits still firm despite there size. They were youthful. She bit her tongue a little bit looking at him, and at the implements on the wall. She looked at the branding iron. What does this say? picking it up and looking at it, then over at the fire place.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Fancy embroidering of Property. Hung anxiousness was displayed plainly through his reddening facial features, unfamiliar with sex in close proximity not barrier by the glamor of technology by the form of a computer. Pussy was bare and shaven, breasts still perky despite the fact knowing sag was inevitable later in life. Marcy was art in the present and his aesthetic talents could immortalize her throughout the ages. Timidness froze advancing briefly, an inquiry only sensible considering the scenario and assignment in hand. Hesitance existed for most of his sadist tendencies were limited to animals, yet a true Dolcett would not allow insecurities hinder him. Did you want a branding for your first piece? Umm....assuming that what you want. Maybe....we design you with some tattooed scaring, a piercing here and there. Maybe something with .......your tongue? Obviously she was a gorgeous specimen, he needed to ensure himself this needed consent prior to what barbaric acts Hung Yang inflicted as he swelled further down below where no underwear would not sheath it.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

She Posed a little bit for him, turning around, showing her firm ass. Well.. it's all up to you really.. Im your first project right.. your first kill... well.. Its supposed to be your ideas that you display to your teachers.. Of course I want your best work, and thats going to be what comes from your imagination.. and is whats going to tell your teachers the most about where you need work on, practice, and more information... so I shouldn't try and influence you too much about what you want to do to my body... Blushing a little bit herself. She bit her lip a little bit. Anything you want me to do, want to inspect on me.. or just need to think about what you want to do with my body before we really begin?
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Americans are very into these...I think called Tramp Stamps. I thought maybe a branding shows parallel into the culture as well....embody the Dolcett lifestyle as I progressed. I like you to like it too, but an issue. I am........a virgin so .....yeah Those words echoed, lingered akin to hearing one's heart beat slam against the chest rapidly. Honestly seem appropriate for the sacrifices she was instilling for maintaining a dying lifestyle based on the media. Reserved towards what any hot blooded male yearned to do to her body, perhaps it was self loathing or self esteem as others have gawked over his naked form. Rumor was women in the Western world loved a big cock, but uncertainty plagued him. Reaching for the branding iron from her hands, Hung Yang began the process of heating it. Sadist thoughts composed him slightly, though the sensation of sex still a mystery. Maybe bestowing both at the same time could have him cope easier.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Marcy helped build the fire. Biting her lip a little bit. Virgin how.. never killed a girl before, or never done anything with a girl before... thinking that it was od. Here in the states it had become custom for a 15 year old boy to pick a girl over the age of 15, who would be honored to serve as his sex slave for a week. No matter what girl. Though most boys did pick some one local, it wasn't unheard of for some boys to go after stars, who usually accepted the offer, unless they were already taken for the week, or otherwise too damn busy to do the deed justice. She of course knew that China was differnt. And that many guys stayed virgins for life, just donating there seed to the peoples people committee. You do know that you can do anything you want with me.. I am yours.. so if you wanted to loose your virginity to me.. I would be honnored.. or if you want to just play with me.. and save that for some one special.. well I understand that too.. Blowing a little kiss.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Cooking dinner hence the delay Never anything, China different from USA! Customs of the states felt genuinely faultless compared to the regulations of his homeland. The sincerity in her eyes spoke to the peculiar foreigner in ways she probably could not comprehend his meaning. A beautiful woman in her prime subservient and by doctrine completely willing to satisfy his natural urges or unnatural deemed by his former land by the rate this conversation was heading. Aside from the massive arousal lurking, Hung was obligated if committed to the assignment to reveal everything. Withdrawing his cargo pants, the intensity of this situation rose abruptly. Practically swinging between his legs was a large appendage half erected. Veins bulging profusely with abnormal girth behind it, uncut fore skinned leather, standing at approximately eight inches currently. An observant practitioner of anatomy might predict this wasn't all this stranger had to offer, a few telltale signs especially if examined more thoroughly as he bore it all. This definitely was the college experience. Ummm I know I am not the asian stereotype. I hope it does not scare you.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Im going to let you do whatever you want with knifes, basemeball bats, fire, razor blades, anything to my body that you want.... And you think that a .. little .. thing like that is going to scare me away? She said with a giggle. It was anything but little, however she thought it would be funny givin the circumstance. She got up on her elbow, moving down on the floor to his cock and started to lick it, looking up at him, giving it little kisses . Some screams starting to be called out from other rooms, other girls who were getting into the hard and heavy stuff already. Marcy just licking the cock calmly, trying to stir it to its full furry.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Things will speed up soon, don't fret as I feel it fits the narrative for his first Underestimating Marcy viewpoint, it became obvious this was narrowing down to problems of the past. Relations were not nonexistent, rather once things became apparent of his nature and the realization of his size that frighten the potential for companionship. Still her words were nurturing ironically, rational thoughts freezing as the busty teen casually cleaned his penis. Affectionate, something one could barely group with the Dolcett dorm area. Fellatio was portrayed in the context of pornographic videos, not on him so much. Screams in the background combined to her intensive oral slowly was rising. Before simply eight, Marcy would witness it spike two more inches. Regardless she soon get what she wanted, well initially for the branding iron needed more time first like his cock.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Sounds like a few of the others are starting to have fun... She giggled a little bit. wondering how many of the girls would survive. To her it sounded like two of the others were already screaming. But she had been around this stuff long enough to know that wile it was agony. it was wanted, desired agony. She felt a little jellous of the other girls. But that didnt mean that her guy wouldn't turn out to be amazing. She was wondering what was going on in his head as she continued to lick his cock. Want me to finish with the head, or want another hole ? grinning a little bit at him. Or want to go see what your dormates are up too? giving him a little bit of a wink.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

The the.. head works. The tongue .. is nice, maybe a forked tongue like a snake could be fun. Composure barely managed through the sensation of her tongue mixed in with the rising volume of the screams from other dorm mates How she just casually referred to her body was delightful, yet intimidating at the same time. A sinister part of him indulged the thought of smothering her by choking on his length, but that would bring distraught for ending the excitement too soon. She was the assignment and if death befell her she deserve every ounce of fun before death. Times like these tested his patience, but maybe an added level of cruelty was necessary. Try fitting it all...I am not fully there yet. I promise I will let go, we have other work to do and lube will be needed for the next hole.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

She nodded. Looking at the wall, seeing a pair of sheers. She bit her lip a little bit. I will in just a secound.. but first..... She stood up going to the wall, then walked to the roaring fire, putting the sheers into the fire, till they were glowing red hot, and handed them to the boy. And stuck out her tounge wide, opening her mouth as far as she could. The red hot sheers would cauterise the wond instantly so she wouldn't bleed out during the blow job. She put her arms around her back, looking him in the eyes.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

Marcy stood out as experienced, relishing the freedom in nourishing herself sexually in an unrestricted manner. Hung Yang's heart skipped a beat, jittery knowing a willing subject allowed this honored foreigner the chance to truly make art unabridged. Though violence seemingly was bringing him to full erection, taking free glances at her succulent exterior strengthen resolve within him. Holding the sheers, he held her tongue in place fully acknowledging the preservation instincts of the human body. Opening the sheers, before time could murder any hesitation a precise cut was administered from the tip of the tongue to the halfway point. Blood gushed for just a moment, flesh cooking which left an intriguing aroma. Cannibalizing might be work for a minor, but that was experimentation for another woman. Marcy held his attention, relinquishing the sheers and her tongue or what was left. Perhaps his sadism triggered it but her moment of screaming would be muffled as the cock like a cork pressed into her mouth. He was eager and violence shredded some timidness away. Swallow, please! First image to the left is where its started D
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

She Did manage to keep her mouth open, and did of course let out a loud scream as the tongue was cut in half. Blood running down her chin, and unto the floor. Her eyes going red and tearing up a little bit. As the cock pushed to her lips, she tried to move her tongue a little bit. finding it weird, and hard to manage like she wanted to. The bifurcation going on each side of the cock as she looked up into his eyes. Crying in pain, but still looking so happy, Wiggling her ass a little bit behind her. The blood lubing her mouth and throat a little bit as she took the cock into her throat, her tiny throat bulging as it pushed in.
Thread: Masochism Unlimited ( Ash Durn & Sanoci)

A swirl of saliva and blood coated his mighty appendage, receiving treatment that mostly went unanswered during his early teen years. Women either left once his size was confirmed or the ruination of their precious throat as a blowjob got deadly. Her seductive eyes chilled him in a restless way of thinking as screams roared throughout the halls, accompanying a rhythm of sorts. Impotent regarding how she felt, this experience left him surprised as his cock smelled up as her throat tightened as famed by how other holes acted when something bulbous invaded. The groans of satisfaction including the throbbing of his cock was telling her he was enjoying it as well. He watched, wide-eyed as she took him into her throat willingly. Blood trailing from her chin, soon mixing with saliva with Hung truly getting hung as his bizarre name sake. A footlong of cock with abnormal girth made him a mouthful. ....... !!!!!!! Reverting to his home tongue, strong arms leaned downward. Clinging firmly onto her luscious brown locks, he tugged amidst her deepthroat growing in intensity. His engorged cock wrapped around her pretty lips. The harder the tightness got forming a bulge around her throat, the rougher he yanked her hair. This was a first, breathing heavily before emitting a moan. Slowly he thrusted, feeding her the meat she had curiosity over. Matching the screams he kept things steady, excited at the prospect of invading more holes before the night was finished.