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Thread: Savior at Sea (Nadie and Nladisha)

The torrential rain belted down on Riley's face like shards of glass. She tired to blink away the water but it as no good. This storm was not predicted and the ship sailed right into it. The crew was rushing to keep the ship afloat. It was not looking good. Riley tired her best to help but a massive wave crashed into the port side of the ship, sending Riley over the edge. She was able to hold onto the edge long enough for one of her fellow crew to grab her arm and try to pull her up, but the rain made his grip too slick. Within seconds she slipped away and plummeted down to the water. The crash into the waves knocked the air out of Riley, sending the air out of her lungs and replaced with the salty water. She was choking and she quickly lost consciousnesses. Riley sunk under the water and was taken into the deep, dark depths of the ocean like so many poor souls before her.
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Bump. Finally added an actual idea.
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Bump. Added a couple new ideas.
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Updated and reorganized!
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Added a specific idea Relationship 2.0!
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Added 'Missed Connections' to my specific ideas. Would love to find another long term partner for that one!
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

I've had a couple stories die down and could handle at least one more. Would love to find something simple and fun with Mei from overwatch!
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Posted The Last Straw today and tidied up my interests and source materials. Looking to establish one more regular story!
Thread: Looking for Literate Ladies

Still looking to get that additional story going. I added three new ideas today Star Wars Rogue One -- Alternate Ending, Strangers in Public, and Maiden of Honor. Shoot me a PM if interested in any of them.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Watching Aubrey look around the office from the vantage point of his laptop, Jake couldn't help grinning. It wasn't like the office was actually empty. Mary and George were hiding in their respective restrooms, trying to avoid her, while at the same time trying to appear to work after she'd left. They were waiting Aubrey out. And once she'd left, they'd return to their cubicles just long enough to clear their desks, hoping someone from upper management would spot them leaving late and compliment them on their diligence. He suspected Larry was lurking about as well. Possibly hiding in the break-room? Everyone else had indeed gone home. That's because they weren't Aubrey's pet whipping boys and girls like Mary, Larry, and George were. Jake could only imagine the celebration at the bar across the street tonight, everyone happy to be free of Aubrey for a week. As Aubrey checked herself in her office window, Jake gazed at that lush ass of hers. And then had to check himself as well. After all, sex was not a part of the plan. As much as he wanted to spank that ass and fuck that ass, to do so would probably defeat the goals of this weekend. Only if she begged for it, would he give her his cock. And even then, it would probably be a bad idea. He had to keep this professional, even though it sounded ludicrous to say that, given what he was planning. As Aubrey entered the elevator, Jake climbed from his van. He glancing around to verify there was no one else in the underground garage . Then carefully approaching from the side, he sprayed the lens of a security camera, which was attached to an overhead beam and focused on the elevator. He didn't want building security watching the comings and goings of the next few minutes. By the time someone came down to clean the lens, he hoped to to be gone. Lifting himself up by one of the pipes, Jake reached up with a gloved hand to turn the overhead neon light over his parking space a quarter turn. Just enough to cause it to flicker out. Then hiding behind the massive concrete pillar that separated his van from Aubrey's car, Jake waited for her.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Aubrey leaned against the wall in the elevator, listening to the tinny muzak as it took her down towards the parking deck. She had a reserved space near the doors - after her years of service, it made sense that she would get a spot when the company upgraded to their nice corporate office downtown - but she wasn't parked there today. The CEO had been showing a potential new investor around that day, and she'd offered her spot up for their car. What was good for Checks was good for her, after all, and the potential investor had ties with several pet companies that would open up some really useful expansion possibilities for the pet care sector of the business. As the elevator dinged, doors opening, Aubrey was flipping through her mental Rolodex of pet care companies on the market, reviewing their advertising strategies. The trick, as always, was to mimic the strategies just enough for customers to feel comfortabel without infringing on copyright. Checks didn't try to argue that they were superior to single-purpose companies, but they were just as good, and didn't it make your life so much easier to only have one service that took care of all your needs instead of trying to juggle several? The garage was darker than usual, Aubrey realized as she turned right out of the elevator, heels loud on the concrete as she made her way to her blue SUV . The car was spotless - Aubrey was as fastidious about its upkeep as she was every other aspect of her life. She clicked the trunk button as she approached, heaving her purse off her shoulder to put it in the back for her ride home.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Jake had noticed that Aubrey's SUV was not in her assigned parking space. But that was fine with him. It meant she had a greater distance to walk to get from the elevator to her vehicle. Which meant he had more time to prepare for her. When the doors opened and he saw her exit the elevator, he had plenty of time to pull the ski mask over his head and pull out the small spray bottle. The formal name of the liquid in the bottle was 3-Quinuclidinyl benzilate, though it's short name was BZ. An incapacitating agent developed by the military, it acted as a sedative and a hallucinogen. He chose it because it had fewer side-effects than chloroform. He wasn't really interested in knocking Aubrey out as much as simply dazing her enough that she'd be easy to restrain. Jake listened to the click of her heels echoing through the largely empty garage right up until he heard her SUV's trunk pop open. Circling around the pillar, he came up behind her as quietly as possible. Perhaps not as quietly as he thought though, since she turned to look his way. Pssssst Like one of those annoying perfume ladies that roam around the beauty counter at high end department stores, Jake got her full in the face with the spray. Aubrey staggered back, blinded by the liquid and already feeling the effects of the chemical. Looking wobbly, she was trying to keep her footing while trying to say something. But for once, nothing was coming out of her mouth. Taking advantage of that quiet time, he spun her around and pushed her towards the front of her SUV and out of sight of the elevator. Bending her at the waist so that her upper body lay face-down on the hood, he pulled out a set of handcuffs. Pulling her arms behind her back, he secured her wrists together, the metallic clicks sealing her fate.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Aubrey settled her purse in the trunk, then opened the small cooler she kept back there to see if she still had a water bottle. She frowned when she saw that it was empty - she'd need to stop by the store on her way home, then. She heard some sound behind her, a light squeak of shoes on cement, and turned, hoping to catch one of her employees she'd like to give her instructions for her absence one more time. She got the shape of someone taller than her before something was sprayed in her face, blinding her. Aubrey coughed, stepping backwards, her heel sliding along the concrete. It was like inhaling hairspray, bubbles in her nose, and her lungs didn't like it. Her head immediately felt lighter - what the hell was happening?! She stumbled as she was pulled back and handcuffed. It was like she couldn't hold onto her thoughts long enough to properly be afraid, though she knew she should - or to fight back, though she realized as her hands were locked behind her with cold steel that it wasn't a good thing. Aubrey mustered enough of her wits to kick out at her captor, but by the time the neural impulses worked their way through her body, the movement was translated into a light lifting of the leg. It seemed like a good idea to stand up, to push off the car, but her head felt so heavy . That wasn't right - what was going on?
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Realizing that Aubrey had tried a back kick to his legs, Jake slipped his legs between hers and then spread his legs, forcing hers wide. It would be hard for her to raise either leg for a kick with them spread so far apart. And then he moved closer so that his crotch was up against her ass. The wiggle of that ass was distracting. And a little bit arousing. But it trapped her between his body and the SUV, with nowhere to go. Draping his upper body over hers in what might have seemed like the start of a seduction, Jake brushed Aubrey's blond hair away from her left ear and placed an ear bud inside it. Then he did the same thing with her right ear. They were wireless headphones connected to the small stereo transmitter on his left hip. And in turn connected to the bluetooth headset he had in the van. He turned the stereo to a digital recording of white noise, thus muffling any sounds he might make from that point on. Jake reached down into the large pocket on the left hip of his cargo pants for the next item to be used. Then gathering the golden locks of hair at the back of Aubrey's head, he jerked back.........HARD. She opened her mouth wide. Whether it was to gasp, scream, yell or curse, was irrelevant. For once her mouth had opened, he reached around quickly and shoved a big, black rubber cock into it. She gagged and retched and tried to force the obstruction back out of her throat. But the cock was attached to the inside of a latex hood, which he just as quickly pulled over her head and zipped down the back. The fake penis muffled her voice, the hood took away her sight, and the white noise of the ear buds took away her hearing. It was sensory deprivation. But not so much as a psychological tactic, but rather to keep his identity a secret from Aubrey. The bluetooth would allow Jake to speak to her through the headphones. But an electronics friend of his had altered the bluetooth so that it would distort his voice, preventing her from recognizing it. Straightening up, Jake pulled a couple of thick leather straps out of his pocket. Then using his legs to force hers back together, he wrapped one strap around her thighs, just above the knees, and the other around her ankles. Rather than have her hop blindly towards his van, he decided to throw Aubrey over his shoulder and carry her around the concrete pillar and to the side door of the van.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Aubrey felt the man - she was pretty positive the attacker was male - slide up behind her, pressing his body against hers. It helped hold her on top of the car as her knees softened, her attempts to push him off little more than a light pressing upward of her arms, body not quite responding to her mind's admittedly vague instructions for action. No, I- she mumbled as he put something in each of her ears, head filling with a hush of static. She blinked eyes still bleary from the spray, trying to make out more than a smudge of the blue of her car's hood. Suddenly, her head exploded in pain as it was yanked back. She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could - if she could - something was pushed inside it. The taste was rubbery, compressing her tongue, pushing to the back of her throat past the point of comfort. She shook her head, gagging, but instead of moving the thing away her attacker pulled something over her whole head, encasing her in darkness. She squirmed uncomfortably, mind too muddled and confused by the situation to think to fight as he tied straps around her legs and picked her up. Her head spun as she was thrown over his shoulder, and she wiggled weakly in his arms as she felt herself moving. There was...she should do...something...
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Holding onto Aubrey with one arm, Jake opened the side of the white panel van with his other hand. It looked a little bizarre inside. The floor was covered with a Turkish rug that he had originally intended to wrap his captive in. That was before he decided she might suffocate on the long drive to the cabin in the woods. And before he decided he didn't want to use chloroform to render her unconscious. With only a weekend to work with her, he really didn't want Aubrey sleeping a large portion of that time. So during the long ride, he planned to keep her entertained. Maybe the more appropriate words would be teased and tormented. Semantics. Removing the ski mask, Jake reached for the bluetooth headset and placed it on his head and in his ear. He then turned it on, and switched the stereo on his hip to transmit. Whatever he said into the bluetooth microphone, Aubrey would hear in her ear buds. His geek friend had set the voice frequency so that she would hear his speech as a soft, almost feminine purr. He knew that she knew she had been kidnapped by a man. But the softer voice might lower her resistance. And it went well with the teasing he would inflict on her, verbally and physically. On the carpet lay an opened leather sleep sack. Though Aubrey was unlikely to do much sleeping in it. Some called it a body bag, but Jake didn't care for that term. Easing his bound boss off his shoulder, he laid her in the sleep sack. He turned her on her side while he pulled out leather cuffs to secure her elbows. It might had seemed like overkill. But it was to minimize any fight she still had in her as he then pulled out a second set of leather cuffs to replace the handcuffs on her wrists. Steel handcuffs were good for a quick capture, but could be hard on the wrists over time. And it WAS going to be a long ride to the cabin for her. I know you're uncomfortable, Miss Lake. Or can I call you Aubrey? Those harsh steel handcuffs are going to hurt after awhile. So why don't I replace them with much softer leather cuffs? And please don't fight me during the trade. It would be useless, since your arms are already secured together at the elbows. Jake grinned. He was speaking in a normal tone of voice, but his words were almost soft and seductive in his earpiece.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Aubrey offered a token resistance as he carried her to the van and laid her down, turning her to her side. She was on something smooth, she noted, but couldn't tell more than that without being able to feel more than her clothing and hosiery would allow or hear what sound it made as she moved on it. A groan was audible from within the mask as the leather strap pulled her elbows closer together, forcing her chest outwards. She froze as a voice slid inside her ears. Her heart picked up at the sound of her name, starting to chase off some of the effects of the drug - he knew who she was. This wasn't random, this was intentional , shit! Who would possibly want to do something like this to her? She flipped through her staff in her mind, but nobody could've matched the blurry outline she'd observed. Someone connected to her family? She couldn't imagine trouble there. The immediacy of the need to figure out what was going on drove the mental fog back, letting her veins run cool with terror. She would do her best to fight when the cuffs were removed, more panic than strategy, but the voice was right - her options were limited with her elbows already securing her arms behind her.
Thread: Taming the Boss from Hell  (RaegingDesire x dale232)

Aubrey struggled and felt her nails briefly find purchase, but her assailant managed to capture her wrists anyway it hadn't really been much of a contest. He was right, at least, in that the leather cuffs weren't as uncomfortable as the metal ones had been. She waited for something else to happen, but for long moments, nothing did. She strained to listen for signs of something, anything, and made as much noise as she could around the gag still tickling the back of her throat. Presentation after presentation had reiterated that if someone tried to take you from a scene, it was so they could hurt you worse - your best bet was not to be taken. So Aubrey made noise, hoping someone would overhear her gagged yelling, her legs kicking at the floor. The drugs were nearly gone now, mind and body working nearly as well as they should, but it was too little, too late. She was caught now. That didn't keep her from wriggling as she felt her attacker touch her again, moving something over her body, making her warmer and more secure. Aubrey protested with body and voice, but there was little she could do to keep herself from being tucked away, or from having something shoved inside her. She squealed at the intrusion, then again as it began buzzing. Her body twitched - what kind of sicko would do something like that? It didn't hurt, certainly, not at all, but it was - it was just sick . She waited for it to be removed, for something else to happen, but - aside from the voice - nothing did. She assumed he'd left her, and tried to struggle free, but it was hard to move the only thing it accomplished was making it harder to breathe and making her sweat inside the layers of material. And still the damned thing hummed within her, beginning to make her body's juices flow in spite of her, warming her core. The black sack jumped as his voice filled her ears again, and she let out a frustrated howl, lifting her legs and bringing them back down. No, she wasn't ready - she had to escape! But that seemed impossible.
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Always available whenever you need a M! Owning aim owningmaster
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Hey there, I'm up for it. What sort of messengers do you use?
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Bumping. Make sure to read my thread before sending me a message. For example, how it says not to post in this thread in caps up above. A few users said that my Yahoo and Skype adds don't work in my profile. I'm well aware of this. It's simply stating that they're available! I'll make sure to hand them over when we seem like a good fit.
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Bump.
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Though we never agreed on a RP. Giving you a free bump. Just in case...
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Bump. Please make sure you read before messaging me.
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Edited, updated, and daily bumped.
Thread: F seeking M. (Messengers) + Injustice 2!

RE F seeking M. Messengers Bump. Look through my older threads for other ideas.
Thread: The Outcast and the Princess (Ren Olvry & ToxxicJinxx)

It had been days, maybe even weeks , since the 'event' had happened in the kingdom city of Eltra, and there wasn't much a story to tell for it. The long and short of it was, the Princess had been snatched from her balcony by a local dragon a threat many knew about, but were powerless against, even with the scattered pokemon throughout the city that were, effectively, their servants and workers. But of course, the kingdom had sent a number of knights after her in the old tower a ways off from the city that the dragon, Rayquaza, called its home. Each one had been brought down with little effort, or so the dragon made sure to remind the Princess day by day as he provided her with food enough to keep going, glimpses from the balcony so their scouts knew she was still there, knew they still had something to pursue. After all, let them come! Let them bring their very best ! All he was ultimately waiting for was their resource of knights and the like to dwindle further and further, so he could later swoop in with no resistance and claim the land for himself. Of course, then there were those few non-knights hoping to make a name for themselves, to gain some sort of reward... as was the case now, if a rather odd case. Orion the Glaceon was one such an outcast of the city itself, since he refused to be subservient to humans, hoping for... well, something. Anything , really. And perhaps, for once, the ability to speak that he'd earned himself over years of practice would actually prove useful for once, unlike all those pokemon in the city who lacked such a talent. Princess! Let me... um... the Glaceon called out once he was in view of the tower's balcony, no Rayquaza in sight... yet. As it was midday, he didn't expect that to last long, though his priority right now was mumbling to himself, trying to figure out what to say. Erm... grant me the honor of your appearance, so that I know the beauty that I'm saving! Is... that right? he attempted, a nervous look on his face that could likely just be made out from the balcony's view of the light-blue-furred pokemon. Who was obviously very new at this.
Thread: The Outcast and the Princess (Ren Olvry & ToxxicJinxx)

Vivian was weak, being trapped in that tower was the last thing she had imagined happening when she had rushed to her balcony that night, though there she was. Knights had come to meet their end on numerous occasions by now, and she had begun to lose faith in ever being rescued from the large dragon-like creature. A voice rang out from below, causing Vivian to move towards to ledge to peer down at the owner of the coice. The princess was a fairly short girl, standing only 54 from the ground, she was slender with an hourglass shape, and her long blonde hair fell in waves around her round face, complimenting her fair skin nicely. She only wore a plain white going, being that she had been kidnapped right before she had planned to go to bed. Her violet eyes peered down curiously, only to see a Glaceon standing at the base of the tower, she looked a bit confused, knowing she had heard a voice. Who has called to me? She asked xuriously, watching for some answer.
Thread: The Outcast and the Princess (Ren Olvry & ToxxicJinxx)

Ah... right. Of course she'd not be used to something like a pokemon speaking, would she? Once again mumbling a little to himself under his breath as he tried to work out just how he should take this sort of situation, this sort of oddity that was himself to the Princess so dear to the kingdom, Orion allowed himself a deep, calming breath before turning his dark teal eyes back up toward the balcony, and Princess Vivian herself. Erm... I did. Right here, the Glaceon called out, tilting his head up enough that she'd be able to see his mouth moving very precisely in time with the voice, no less, such that it was either a pokemon curiously very good at syncing such a thing, or the one speaking was indeed the pokemon himself. You... might have heard of me, I think? One of the 'outcasted'... he spoke, before being cut off by a dragon's roar, loud but coming from a ways off yet, he felt. N... never mind, I'll be up shortly! he offered, before darting off quickly into the tower. 'Then what?' he asked himself, though he couldn't come up with an answer he doubted he'd be able to get in and out before the dragon got back. At the least, he could make his way up the tower as quickly as his legs would carry him and freeze off the lock to the door with a quick breath of icy cold air to open the way to the Princess, but after that... he'd not a clue.