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Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

Once alone with her thoughts and luggage, she soon found herself in front of a pair of rather daunting doors that looked as though they belonged to the gateway to Hell rather than the home of a rich gentleman..though she coined the term loosely in her head. Squaring her shoulders as she glanced around for any sign of a groundskeeper or some other form of hired help, Sabriel grasped the iron knocker and rapped loudly on the door as the chill of the evening settled upon her like a frigid blanket. Was this the sort of man who liked to purchase women and have them come out here where no one could hear the sounds of one screaming for her life? A large yard where he could scatter her remains at his leisure or feed them to his hounds? Now she was just scaring herself as she patiently waited for someone to let her in so she could get on with this rather bizarre task. Nine days? A lot could happen in nine days..
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

There was a pause and the door opened. Standing at the doorway was a beautiful young asian woman, dressed in a loose black robe, that exposed her neck. Her hair was wet. She regarded Sabriel with what looked like sorrowful eyes before speaking. Miss Sabriel? The master of the house has been expecting you.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

An exotic doxy? What on earth could he want with her then? I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, the road was a bit rough.She apologized to the woman as she hauled her case in after her and took a moment to glance around. In a lot of ways, the mansion reminded her of where she'd lived once upon a time before reality set in and she learned the harsh truth about life and what sort of man she'd married herself to.. Where will I find Mr. Black?She asked as she passed the wrap to the almost tragic looking asian woman with no more than a casual flick of her wrist. Maybe this man was simply eccentric? That would at least make these nine days somewhat entertaining.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

In answer to Sabriel's question, the asian woman turned, leading her away from the front door and up a spiral staircase at the end of the hallway. As she began to ascend her robe slipped slightly revealing her left breast. there was a pair of curious neddle-like wounds on it, just above her nipple. They were a centimeter apart. The marks were quickly and nervously covered up by the woman before she continued her ascent. She led Sabriel down the hallway on the second floor of the mansion and to a large wooden door. Then she knocked. A male voice, deep and rich yet seemingly no louder than a whisper said You may enter of your own free will, Sabriel. The asian woman quickly left back down the hallway.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

As she followed the woman up the stairs, her eyes darted to the strange marks on the woman's breast though more curious about the way she seemed to quickly and even nerveously cover them up as though it were some dark secret to harbor and protect. Without a word, the other woman fled and Sabriel was left to stand alone once again with just her thoughts and the beating of her heart as that voice from the other side of the door beckoned her forth. His voice no more than a whisper and yet it seemed to drown out even the lubdub of that rapidly beating muscle in her chest as she took a deep breath..then turned the knob and stepped inside.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

The room itself was in darkness, lit now by the light of the upper hallway. To Sabriel's immediate right was a small black candle that was strong enough only to provide illumination to the immediate area. A huge four poster bed dominated most of the room. It had black satin sheets. Against one wall was an old oak armourie. The bed cast a black shadow across the far corner of the room. Sitting on a chair in this corner was the figure of a man. His features were obscured by the dim light, but he seemed tall and muscular. He was wearing no hat and had a mane of rich, black hair. He was dressed like a man of nobility, in a dark suit with a black overcoat and a red lace shirt, open at the neck. Close the door, the main said. I'd like you to remove your clothing. Only the outer garments, mind. Leave your stockings and your lower bodice on please.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

Here's to the first evening of the rest of my life.... As she shut the door behind her, Sabriel could not help but take a moment to admire the face, Or what little she could see in the darkness of the man who'd purchased her for nine nights. Certainly one of the more aesthetically pleasing men who'd called upon her and she certainly wouldn't begrudge him any of her affections for all the money he'd been paying for her company. As the Good Sir wishes.She spoke in a low tone while reaching behind her back to start untying all the tiny lacings here and there as her eyes took in the decor of the room, eventually coming to rest upon the four post bed that seemed to be waiting in silent anticipation. Letting the cool fabric fall around her ankles, she casually stepped out of the puddle of green and black, bending to remove the shoes on her feet and then striking a subtle yet demure pose to await further orders once she was left in nothing more than her bodice and stockings.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

There followed a moment of silence, where the seated figure seemed to be watching Sabriel intently. Finally he spoke. I see that you follow instructions easily. Good. I'd like it to stay that way. You understand that for tonight and the following eight nights you will remain my guest. I require your complete subservience. You will obey me without question, no matter how bizarre my requests might seem. You will do this of your own free will. While in this house you will wear only what I instruct you to wear. You may leave the house during the day, but only under supervision of one of my servants. You will not see me during the day, but when the sun sets I shall be here and you will obey every instruction I give you. Do you understand and accept what I have told you? Do you obey these instructions of your own free will?
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

Of my own free will? What a strange concept indeed. Did a rider ask his steed to carry him of his own free will? I am a whore, what use do I have for a will when I sell my body to the highest bidder?.. Yes, I understand.She replied, finding his strange choice in words both disconcerting and oddly, alluring at the same time. What a strange paradox to be sure as she ran her hands down her legs to discreetly wipe away the bit of moisture that built up as her heartbeat accelerated with anticipation to discover just what this strange fellow had in store for her. It is not my place to question my host or his habits, I am here at your disposal and service.Her voice air soft and sing-song as she lowered her eyes demurely once again. Of my own free will.She found herself saying as an after thought, as if something in the back of her mind prompted her, told her that he needed to hear such words.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

No sooner had Sabriel agreed than there was a sudden rush of air. One moment the man was seated in shadow, the next moment she could feel his hot breath against the back of her neck. He slipped something around her neck. It was a plain black leather strap, which he tied around her neck with a ribbon of scarlet silk. The man tied in such as to be not so tight as to choke, but tight enough as to clasp the neck like a collar. Attached to the centre of the strap was a long silver chain and he let this chain fall between Sabriel's breasts and, down her body. The chain ended just above the woman's sex and affixed to it was a glass bauble in which sat a curious black stone, like a large black pearl. Unlike the cool feel of the collar and the cold sensation of the chain against her skin, the bauble felt unusually warm. It seemed to vibrate almost imperceptibly against the skin above the woman's sex, a feeling that was both pleasant and strange at the same time. You must wear this at all times, he said. Somewhere from within the room a clock chimed eleven. Now lift your hands, palms up, in front of you, he commanded. The room was still dark, lit only by the single candle. The man was still behind Sabriel and so she couldn't see him.
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

She was more than a bit surprised by the disturbance in the space behind her, heralding that the man had moved from one point to the other..yet she hadn't seen him so much as stand up in the darkness. No rustling of his clothing as if he'd merely blinked himself from there to here. And then there was the clasping of something around her throat that made her bare flesh tingle, grow warm as the cool silver slipped between her breasts and the glass sphere rested against the flesh above her sex, the subtle vibrations of the stone inside the glass causing her to blush with a sense of excitement and curiousity she hadn't felt before. She could dimly remember the rush of passion in what seemed like a whole other lifetime ago, but just this little bit seemed to put that to shame. In closing that strange collar around her throat, Sabriel could not help but feel the strings of Fate wrap tighter around her, God help her that she wanted to see just how much more tightly this strange man could get those threads... His voice snapped her from her thoughts and hands moved to the desired position and she could feel her pulse thrum wildly in her throat as she waited to see what was to come next. If he continued to speak to her in that tone, she'd wear whatever he wanted her to, irregardless if she'd been bought for nine days to do as he said. It was one thing to be paid to do something, quite another to actually want to do so...
Thread: Nine Days of Sanquine Seduction (Private One on One)

In another swift movement the man was now in front of her, holding her hands. She could see him now. He was somewhat taller than Sabriel and was stooping slightly to stare into her eyes. His body was broad and muscular, giving definition to his chest under his open shirt. His long, thick black hair fell free about his shoulders. His skin was pale, but not obsessively so. His features were handsome but also a little severe with a wide, generous mouth, an aquiline nose and eyes that were set slightly close together giving him a vaguely hawk-like quality. The eyes themselves were hard to focus on. They seemed large and feral, alluring yet uncanny. It was difficult to discern the colour because the eyes seem to at once see right into Sabriel, and to draw her into them, losing her in their darkness. The way they stared at her seemed to strip her bare, open her naked soul to that penetrating gaze. Wordlessly, he bound a scarlet ribbon around each wrist in turn and then, holding both ribbons, he led her toward the bed. Despite the gloom of the room, her client didn't seem to have trouble navigating the darkness. He gently guided her to the bed, lying her face up on top of the black satin sheets. He then tied the ends of the ribbons to the bed posts, and then tied similar ribbons to her ankles before tying them to the posts also. The stranger moved out of sight. There were a few moments of silence, broken only by the ticking of a clock and the sound of Sabriel's breathing. She felt more than saw the man walking around the bed, as though watching her from the darkness, inspecting her. Then the gloom parted revealing a larger black candle on a table beside the bed, which the stranger had lit. On the wall above the bed, just above Sabriel's head, was a small wall clock - the source of the ticking that had broken the silence of the room earlier. The man stood at the foot of the bed. He had removed his waistcoat and now the muscle tone of his shoulders were now properly revealed. The scarlet shirt he wore was of thin yet expensive material with lace edging. This will be the last time I ask this of you. Beyond this there is no turning back. For this reason I ask you not just as Sabriel, lady of the night, but by your real name. Cassandra, do you submit yourself entirely to me of your own free will? The voice was calm, compelling. He was no longer whispering but the words were soft spoken. Nevertheless they seemed to resonate around the room. The voice itself had an indefinable quality to it that hinted of great knowledge, power, and the promise of dark and carnal pleasures.
Thread: Where to put game threads.

I'm just trying to clarify where a solo game thread would be placed. It will involve a vampire and a human, will have some light SM but nothing too gross - but the storyline will have horror elements and there may be some death and or torture scenes as part of the storyline. Should the thread go in General Original or Taboo Original ?
Thread: Where to put game threads.

Solo as in just you posting? That'd be more of a Storytelling section thing. If it's two people it goes in the Roleplays section of the forum more that two is Group, obviously.
Thread: Where to put game threads.

I mean one-on-one. And yes, I know it should go in the roleplay section, but would the game itself be considered Taboo or General. In effect what I'm asking is what makes a game classifiable as Taboo? I don't want to put my game in general if the subject matter warrants a more severe classification.
Thread: Where to put game threads.

Gotcha, just had to make sure. Personally I would think vampire-related RPs that involve the full on vampirism and such should go in Taboo Original. Makes more sense to me, and that's where I have stuck mine in the past
Thread: Where to put game threads.

shadowchaser said I'm just trying to clarify where a solo game thread would be placed. It will involve a vampire and a human, will have some light SM but nothing too gross - but the storyline will have horror elements and there may be some death and or torture scenes as part of the storyline. Should the thread go in General Original or Taboo Original ? Click to expand... Taboo. If you ever put death, inhumane torture, incest, etc, in the details of a rp, it's a taboo rp. The only way it would be changed to another section would be if it was in a already previously established setting or characters. Then it would be put in Fan Based. Or as Vampy put so well, more than 2 total people means a group roleplay.
Thread: Where to put game threads.

Thanks for thr clarification. I may move the game from General to Taboo at a later date before I add any major horror elements
Thread: Where to put game threads.

shadowchaser said Thanks for thr clarification. I may move the game from General to Taboo at a later date before I add any major horror elements Click to expand... If you already posted it, you'll have to ask a mod to move it.
Thread: By The Sands of The Bahazid

For many days I have travelled, crossing the great open sands. I curse the fact that I have neither the talent to capture and tame a Vortus, nor the money to buy one ready trained. Instead I have had to cross the great desert on foot, avoiding the deadly sand worms. For days the baleful eye of Imollator, that blazing yellow disc in the sky, has cast its gaze upon me. It has drained me of my strength, starved me of food and water, and driven me close to madness with its eternal heat. But now I see it was worth it. I may be near death but I have at last found that which I sought. I have reached the edge of the vast Bahazid Desert. She stands before me. Pearl of the south, her marble walls beckoning. The beautiful, shimmering Marble City - Xiantec. By the sands of Bahazid is a homebrew freeform fantasy game set in the city of Xiantec, locating in the fictional world of Nah-Kalia. More information about the world and its inhabitants can be found here- !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- I am currently in the process of recruiting players for this game. I hope to build this game into a large community of players, and evolve the world as characters develop in it. The players will play both masters and slaves, and be citizens and visitors of the city. Please look at the website and get a feel for the setting before acknowledging your interest. I am also looking for co-gms to help develop plots and to run the game. In particular I would need a female co-gm who can help move plot elements along and help players, and take on the role of Taylea Okaris, high priestess of Basimaiel. Finally, the world of Nah-Kalia is a constant work in progress. If anyone wishes to contribute to the creation of this world - including maps, places, races, cities, etc, etc then I will welcome any ideas you have. Pages worth reading berfore appying- Races - !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... p?PGRACESa!-- m -- The main religion - !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... LFOUNDERSa!-- m -- The Lunarae religion - !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... ELLUNARAEa!-- m -- Slavery - !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... PGSLAVERYa!-- m -- The City of Xianec - !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href ... IESXIANECa!-- m -- Character's Wanted All other character concepts are also welcome- Slaves male and female to work in the palace of the Sutaran Executioners Slavers and Slaves for sale. A female player to play Taylea Okaris, The High Priestess of Basamaiel Slaves and dancers at the Temple of Basamaiel Slaves at the Temple of Aquatica Torturers to work in the Dungeons Female Slaves to work in the Opal Male Slaves to work in the Scarab Vortus Trainers for the Airee Bar staff and Entertainers for the Eye of Imollator Members of the House of the Black Rose female Lunarae followers of Basima-Dur only
Thread: By The Sands of The Bahazid

Character Application Form Character Application Form- Feel free to use this as a template for character submissions. Name Age Gender Race Resident or Vistor Free or Slave Occupation or Slave Purpose Sexual Orientation Parents Siblings Spouse Offspring Other relatives Primary Skills and Talents Please describe your main skills and talents and how good you are at them. These are things that your character will use a lot throughout the game, such as occupational skills. Secondary Skills and Talents Please describe any hobbies or additional skils and talents and how good you are at them. These are things that your character may use occasionally, or skills that are not related to your occupation. The Nitty Gritty Why is your character here in Xianec? Physical Appearance This is what other characters will see when looking at yours. Include height, weight, hair colour and length, eye colour. Include any noteworthy characteristics, if normally visible, such as a tattoo, scar, branding, or body piercings. Personality Include their general nature, how they act, and also how intelligent they are. Remember, there are different types of intelligence, so be specific. For example, Janella is a very suspicious character, gives out no personal information to people she had just met. Though she has had no form of higher education, shes very knowledgeable about her place of birth. Goals What does your character want out of life? Long-term goals that will take years or maybe even the characters lifetime and short-term a more immediate goal, such as finding a place to stay or making a friend should be listed if noteworthy. Negative Points These are the problems your character has to personally overcome, or are part of their personalitylifestylephysical description. Things like a short temper, blindness, or being cursed should be listed here. If it is something unique, please detail the exact nature as well. For example, Daelen has an extreme fear of heights he actually becomes physically sick when forced to climb anything or go on top of a high building. If he is not removed from the subject of his fear he will have a severe panic attack. Personal Posession List here any personal posessions that your character has. Be realistic with this. History While you do not have to list every event of your characters life, please write down some major events in their lives, which had effects on them. Have they had someone close to them die? Did they almost die? Have they been married? Found true love?
Thread: By The Sands of The Bahazid

Anyone interested in playing in this? Anyone?
Thread: By The Sands of The Bahazid

Sent you a PM, is no one else interested in this RP?
Thread: By The Sands of The Bahazid

I'm interested. I'll send you a pm shortly.
Thread: I just went for a run... (Lord Dakol and Menarae)

Michaela had never bothered with all those warnings don't run at night don't stick to the same route don't run alone don't run through deserted areas. She always ran in the evening, always the same route, always alone, always through the wooded part of the park. She carried nothing but her apartment key in her pocket no iPod, no cell phone, no Mace. Because she knew she could handle herself. She was little more than average height, with a lean, not muscular, build, not really a threatening-looking girl. But the wolf buried deep inside her lent her unnatural strength, aggression, and energy. If she didn't run twice a day, every day, she would take out that aggression on the first idiot to piss her off, breaking a finger, a nose, an arm. Her red ponytail bobbed in time with her steps, stray whisps framing her oval-shaped face. Her breath came in short, hard gasps, as she was now about halfway through her run. But she was calm, as she believed only another werewolf could harm her, and she'd smell another wolf coming at her.
Thread: I just went for a run... (Lord Dakol and Menarae)

Those warnings about the night were given for a reason. The male liked to think it was because of him Damion, scourge of the night. Yes, that sounded good. Damion leaned against the top of a tree, his nocturnal eyes watching the girl. Her unique scent wafted into his nostrils, thrilling him to a great degree. Slowly, the fangs that were hidden as his canines extended to just above his bottom teeth. Eyes like the darkest of red became narrowed and slightly feral. Damion had figured to cut his hair to a shorter length, due to complaints that he got blood in his raven black hair when feeding, so now it was down to his eyes and ears. The Vampire realized that the girl had not noticed his presence, since her blood rush and pressure had not increased. Wolf... he whispered with a sharp hiss.
Thread: I just went for a run... (Lord Dakol and Menarae)

Michaela skidded to a stop, listening. She'd heard a voice...somewhere. It had been faint, whispered, but there. Her nose lifted, flared, twitching as she scented the evening breeze. She smelled no one. No one close enough, anyway...a few kids, partying probably, far upwind, well out of hearing range. She tensed, her full lips curving into a frown.
Thread: I just went for a run... (Lord Dakol and Menarae)

Damion chuckled slyly, standing up on the branch and flexing his arms. The hunt was just about to begin... and it started with a wolf. With a smirk, Damion jumped off and landed on the ground, just a while behind Michaela. He closed his mouth and hid his fangs as he strode down the dirt path towards the girl.
Thread: I just went for a run... (Lord Dakol and Menarae)

Michaela turned, dropping a little, almost into a crouch. The muscles across her shoulders tensed, and her hands curled into loose fists. Her gaze settled on Damion. Her nose twitched, scenting the faint wind. What the hell...? He wasn't human or wolf, she knew that. But what was he? Her nose continued to twitch, trying vainly to figure out what this creature was. Her lip curled into a snarl, but she said nothing.