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Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

With the dam broken at last, it was all to easy. She craved fulfillment as many mortals did but her fulfillment came from servitude, raised from the crib to exist for the sake of another. First the spymaster who had never let her feel accomplished, then the paladin far above them, who had never used her abilities to their fullest. Both of them deplorable to his mind for failing to appreciate such a well-trained servant. Her cries began to take on a distinctly pleasured edge as she worked herself up and down on him and he let her feel his satisfaction, share in the knowledge that he was truly contented with her performance. Good Girl. He began to thrust up into her, rolling his hips to meet each descent, filling the cavern with the wet sound of their flesh meeting, a primal drumbeat to set a rhythm to her pleasured cries and the wet sounds of her almost-too-tight passage working upon his shaft. His tentacles worked deeper, detaching her from any good memories of her former masters, any happy moments, any reasons she would ever have to go back to them. The information in those memories might yet prove useful in punishing them for their inattention but he was sure to make them distant, like memories of a life belonging to someone else. Good Servant. So long since he'd last been able to relieve such carnal pressures, even he was beginning to reach his limit in fairly short order. Fiera's mind had surrendered itself to the last and her pussy was incredibly wet and tight, clenching around him as her body begged instinctively for his seed. Good Slut. He didn't need to hold on any more, she was his now. So he let go, his length pulsing inside her before unleashing his load. He made sure she shared in the orgasm, drowning her brain in pleasure from both his tentacles and his psychic touch, sealing her to him with that primal act, perverted praise for a job well done. But even as the climax ebbed and the pleasure settled, his tntacles slowly pulling out of the elven girl with a series of wet sounds, his thoughts were turning outwards again. Fiera was his, but three yet remained, and he desired them all.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

He slowly pulled himself to his feet as she lay there, finding the tableau she made as she panted for breath on the cum-spattered stone surprisingly distracting. It made him content to watch as she slowly recovered, content to wait, casually flipping through the memories he'd parted her from before as he did. It had been so long since he had seen anything outside these caverns, so long since he'd been anything but the little ruler of this small slice of underdark, to see the way the cattle of the surface world had built cities and raised civilization of their own was fascinating. Weak minded as so many of them were, he would never have thought they could grow so much, and yet it seemed that civilization after civilization of leaderless mind-weak humanoids had conquered threat after threat, and began to grow strong in their own ways. To dominate them, to set himself above them all, for a moment, dreams of a grand conquest danced in the illilthid's head, but he was not one for flights of pure fancy. He was still only Lord of Underdark, a minor power amongst minor powers, albeit one now possessed of a powerful pawn. His eyes slid down to fiera again and his cock stirred in its half-hardness at the sight, twitching as he felt the aching want for more in spite of the danger that could pose to her small frame. He contemplated a moment all the same, tempted by the prospect. Then he sat down again, facing her. He had leafed through her memories briefly, but to sort out the most meaningful and useful ones for his present purposes would take time, time he could save by simply asking Fiera directly. The ones who came with you into these caves, I wish to make them mine as well. That she would help him did not need to be stated. Tell me about them, their strengths, their weaknesses... Another twitch of desire through him, shared with her. You may attend me at the same time if you wish. He added as an afterthought. It was time to plan.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

The genuine eagerness he'd instilled in her was delicious in and of itself after so long enduring the scant emotional cues his orcs had been reduced to after he claimed their wills. Between that mental stimulation and the tentative touches of her lips and tongue to provide physical pleasure it was easy to let himself sink into a trance as he considered her thoughts, the slick sounds of Fiera's ministrations the only things to break the silence as he began to plot. She was right that none of them would be easy to claim. They were fallible to be sure, but they were not fragile as Fiera had been, had not already been instilled with instincts for obedience and desires for purpose and reward. The paladin would come last, that much was clear from the start. Even leaving aside the divine protections she held, the one weakness Fiera had given him, her insecurity, would be best used if she was isolated. If he could play on it by putting her in a position to fail her friends, then she might crumble all the more easily. More importantly however, leaving her for last would give him time to find ways around the aforementioned protections, since he could not be certain they would falter with her will. Which left the other two... How to deal with them? Leilah... She would be easiest to isolate given her impulsive nature. She will be next. A little pulse of approval rolled from his mind into hers, both at the lips she wrapped around his cock and the knowledge she'd provided him. You will return to them once we have finished here, and lead them deeper into the caves. The orcs would fight of course, but fading battles, retreating bit by bit. Tease the martial artist with a fight but keep her from a true brawl, slowly wearing them down. Fiera could lead them to a defensible cave where they could rest partway, and from there... Good Girl, deeper. He added the command as an afterthought before continuing. Can you push Leilah into a little exploring off on her own once they camp? Without alerting any of them to your change of course... He'd position himself nearby, and then set to work bringing her down once she wandered into his clutches...
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Mmghh... Fiera couldn't help the muffled choking noise that escaped her lips even as she forced them farther down her master's shaft, taking him into her abused throat. It hurt, but she wasn't about to disobey, or complain. She was glad to obey. Glad to do as he asked. If she could. But, what he asked of her now... I'm not good at... Even communicating with thoughts, she struggled to convey her meaning. ...pushing. Social things, manipulation. Hard to influence behavior. Mostly pass along data. She paused, brow furrowing thoughtfully even as she bobbed her head up and down on her master's cock. May be able to bore her into leaving? Too many details... for long reports I sometimes write. Leilah usually doesn't read, not sure she can, might wander off while debriefing. Should be able to do that without rousing suspicion. Fiera wasn't much of an actor, but in this case, her social awkwardness might help. Any atypical behavior she displayed, might well be assumed to be part of her usual struggles to interact with people. She wasn't sure what she was going to do about the smell, the dampness of her leggings. The others' senses might not have been as keen as hers, but she doubted it would go entirely unnoticed if she returned in her current state.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

That expression was a delight as well, the little quirk of her eyebrow and the thoughtful countenance of her gaze even as her lips suctioned around his cock, spit and precum steadily beginning to add a lewd sheen to her lips. Then there was the fact that she gave input on his plan, another welcome change from the mindless obedience of the orcs. He considered, splitting fragment of his attention off to reward her with long psychic fingers teasing her slit as he pondered. Has she any special mental defenses that you know of? He wouldn't need too much power if she was as flighty as Fiera claimed. A few little extra pushes on that restless boredom could be enough on their own. Less satisfying than having Fiera do it for him directly, but there were always two more afterwards... A single shield or mental ward he hadn't prepared for could give him away immediately though, and he had no interest in facing all three of them at once. It was a thought at least... Though that did leave the last question of how to see her returned without suspicion. He knew of some pools however... If you were to bathe, might they be willing to believe you slipped and fell into an underground pool while running from some of the orcs? He knew better than to believe that she would have actually been caught without his mental dominion over the area, but what he knew didn't matter. The real question was What would her former teammates believe?
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Fiera shivered as his power teased her aching slit. She wanted, desperately, to mount him again, but she knew they had work to do. I think they will believe it. I'm inconsistent. Unreliable. They are aware of my shortcomings. The others had shown unusual patience with Fiera, with the way she got overwhelmed or distracted. Normally acknowledging that prompted... complicated feelings. Confusion, guilt, gratitude. But her master had severed the connections that gave meaning to such emotions. Now it was just data. Leilah has no special defenses or resistances that I know of. Strong will, meditation techniques. Harder to break than me, but should not be beyond your power.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Good. A bigger wave of satisfaction, he was pleased with her. The psychic digits merged into something thicker, parting her womanhood with its girth while little tendrils shimmered against her clit. His physical hand moved down, stroking her throat where it bulged around his shaft. He could feel her want, feel the raw desire straining inside her as well as the discipline that held it back. With the planning finished, he began to meet her motions with thrusts from both ends, intent on giving her a psychic orgasm and a belly full of cum. Once Leilah was in his thrall he would give her more, but for now, this would serve adequately to express his pleasure.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Hmmmmmghhh! Fiera wailed with shock and pleasure as his power parted her, filled her. She squirmed her hips as the psychic shaft penetrated her, and her eyes began to roll back from the tendrils teasing at her clit. The sensations were still so new and overwhelming, she didn't notice his hand move until it had wrapped delicately around her throat. With a needy whimper, she leaned her face into the skin of his wrist, her cheek rubbing back and forth against him as she continued to bob her head on his shaft. Drool poured down her chin and drizzled onto to the ground in long threads her pussy was in a similar state, gushing with fluids that dripped onto the stone floor.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

He indulged in her eagerness, delighted in her compliance, letting just a little of that considerable self control slip as he began to move in earnest as well. His hand stayed at her throat, his cock pulsing and bulging as it stretched her out. In front and behind he spitroasted the little spy, each thrust pushing her to meet the other in a rhythm that only the most coordinated of mortal lovers could hope to match. Take it. The mental words were sharp, accompanied by a very physical hiss from the mouth behind his tentacles. Take my seed pet. The cavern filled with the wet sounds of sex. He was getting close, the link helped her feel it, warning her of his impending orgasm. Take it ALL.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Fiera grew light-headed as he began to move in her, rocking her expertly back and forth between his cock and the mental force that penetrated her from behind. She felt weightless, riding a wave that rose and fell. Choked cries and muffled moans escaped her lips with each thrust she was still gagging on his cock, but she hardly noticed. The pain in her throat was subsumed in the carnal pleasure, and the bliss of obedience. As her capacity for coherent thought faded away, Fiera managed a mental reply to his command. Give... With that plea, her conscious mind sank under the wave of pleasure for the moment, Fiera was nothing but desire.
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

The hissing grew harsher as he felt the pleasure crest, one final sloppy thrust burying himself as deep as his size would allow. His cock bucked, hard and jerking with each pulse of his seed sprayed down her throat. The psychic shaft pistoning in and out of Fiera's spasming cunt couldn't match the sensation of cumming deep inside the girl but it pulsed and flexed in much the same way, little shocks of psionic energy frizzing against her inner walls as it decohered very slightly within her. The hand on her throat migrated up to her head and ran two slim fingers through her hair in a twisted sort of affection. Good girl. He lingered a little longer, sharing the afterglow between them, drinking down her bliss as he finally pulled out of her, the length of his cock shining with spit and seed as he came free with a long wet sucking sound. A moment later the psychic counterpart to his shaft pulled free as well and dissipated into nothingness. He allowed her time to recover, and then plucked her pants up with a telekinetic lift and deposited them next to her. I will accompany you to a pool, you will bathe, and then we will begin. He couldn't wait to claim his next prize...
Thread: Slaves of the Illithid (Morathor and Kaybee)

Once again, his climax pulled Fiera along to a new orgasm--not quite as intense as the first, which had carried the weight of a decade's repression, but nearly so. A muffled scream rang through the cave as she shuddered, back arching and pussy quivering around the psychic force that intruded on it. Gradually, her shakes subsided, the telekinetic shaft dissolved, and he pulled his cock from her throat. She gasped for air, coughing and sputtering, then took a deep, whooping breath in as she tried to gulp down the seed that threatened to escape her lips. He had told her to take it all, and she could not allow herself to fail such a simple command. Still, it took a few tries to force his thick cum down her abused throat. Finally, when she was sure she had swallowed all of it, she looked up at him, breath escaping her lips in short, raspy pants, eyes beginning to water. She glanced down at the pants as he brought them over, and nodded, tangling her fingers in the cloth. There was work to be done... Half an hour later, Fiera stumbled back to the other three, her clothes and her body drenched. They converged on her, concern clear on their faces. Leilah and Lienna spoke over each other, and rather quickly she couldn't make out a word of it. But Elyssa's voice cut through their chatter. What happened, Fiera? Close call. Had to hide underwater. She coughed her throat hurt with every word, and her voice was so rough as to be barely intelligible. A river? Or an underground lake? Elyssa held her hand up as Fiera opened her mouth to answer. I think a map would be the most straightforward. Leilah? Yeh, here. Leilah woman passed Fiera a small pack--the spy had left it behind while scouting, taking only her most essential tools. As she dug out charcoal and paper, to draw a layout for Elyssa, Leilah sighed and began pacing the perimeter of the room. This discussion was going to be long and boring and didn't concern her she didn't need to know where they were going. That was Elyssa's job. Leilah's job was to follow along and hit things. And if she didn't get something to hit soon, she was going to go mad... she began to pace faster. Every few steps, she began to jump off the ground, soon kicking off the walls to get more height. It was something to do, at least. After what seemed like forever, Elyssa and Fiera had finished their business, and were ready to go. Leilah fell into her place at Elyssa's left shoulder, with Lienna a pace or two behind and Fiera bringing up the rear.
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Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump did a total revision of my request thread and added several ideas I have. Feel free to contact me with questions.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump really looking for a pregnant sub or diaper roleplay
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump looking for someone who wants to be my knocked up sub. Bonus points for anyone wanting to include toilet play and or bestiality in the plots.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump really looking for a toilet play plot and a bestiality plot of course it can be included in the other scenarios.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump looking for a lovely mother and daughter to submit to me. Bonus points if you want to be my knocked up subs.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump Still looking for a mother and daughter who want to submit to me. Bonus points if you want to be a knocked up submissive. Still Looking for a sub who wants to appear permanently pregnant.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump still looking for a submissive mother and daughter. Or a sub who wants to be my permanently pregnant slut. Combining the different ideas is possible.
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump still looking for a submissive mother and daughter to domme I have found someone who wants to play one of the subs so if you are interested in a three way let me know. Last edited Mar 1, 2021
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump really carving some scat and bestiality
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Bump looking for some scat
Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

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Thread: Fx F or NB Domme looking to domme mother and daughter(s)

Looking for a submissive mother and daughters
Thread: The Cousin Kissing Club (Remira and BloodRedRomeo)

Blake Woods was on his bed, reading a book. His junior year in college had just begun, allowing the young man to jump back into his studies with renewed vigor. And while he wouldnt lie and say that he was wildly passionate about microbiology, he was passionate about what it would lead to. The young man was pre-med and was working hard to make that a reality. The blonde young man was shirtless, finding it was still too warm to care about being fully dressed. His right leg was propped up on a pillow in an effort to make it as comfortable as possible, else it and the several scars tracing across it start to hurt. Blake hadnt always been aiming to be a doctor. In high school, he had been a star basketball player. The six foot six young man had even scored a scholarship to a great university to play. But during the first season there, he got hit by a reckless motorcyclist. His leg was crushed. The damage was extensive. While it was fine now, he still walked with a bit of a limp and couldnt manage more than a jog without crippling pain, even years later. He lost his scholarship pretty quickly. Theyre not going to pay for an athlete who cant play. He moved back home where he had the necessary follow up surgeries and the physical therapy. But through all that, he found admiration for the doctors who helped and cared for him. So in his time away from school, he studied. Now, after being set back some time, he was back in and acing his classes. Blake Woods wasnt the type to half ass anything. Honestly, he preferred being back home. The college wasnt nearly as prestigious, but it was good. More importantly, it was close to family. He only had one sibling, an older sister, but he was very close with his cousins. It was nice to be back with them. They say everything happens for a reason, and he tended to agree. He just hope fate could be a little gentler in the future. Last edited Sep 17, 2018
Thread: The Cousin Kissing Club (Remira and BloodRedRomeo)

except with black hair instead of dyed Su Chan's heart was in her throat as she stood before her cousin's bedroom door. The nervous girl was scared that he'd be annoyed by her arrival, or that he would get frustrated at her stupid questions the way her sister had. Su was 18, almost 19, and was just about to start college and everything about it scared her out of her mind. She hadn't known what she wanted to take when her parents raised the question, and had blurted out that she wanted to become a doctor like Blake. Now she was locked into that program, and wasn't sure if she was ready for it or if she would even like it. She'd done well in biology in high school, but it wasn't really a passion of hers. Then again, she didn't really have any passions she could think of. After her sister had snapped at her to go find someone else to bother, Su had decided to go speak to Blake. She'd enrolled in the same program as him after all, maybe he'd have the advice she needed. After over a minute of hesitation and fretting at the door, she finally raised her hand and knocked softly. Blake? she barely whispered. Are you awake?
Thread: The Cousin Kissing Club (Remira and BloodRedRomeo)

Su? he said in surprise, not expecting his youngest cousin. Im awake. Come on in, he told her, not caring if she saw him without a shirt on. In fact, he welcomed it. Maybe it was creepy, but he liked showing himself off to women when he could do so, even if she was family. Because family or not, she was cute. Plus, it might be funny. It was always funny going out as a family. Su, her sister, and her father always stood out amongst the rest of their Caucasian relatives. No one in the family cared in the slightest, but that didnt prevent the confusion some felt upon learning of the relation.
Thread: The Cousin Kissing Club (Remira and BloodRedRomeo)

Su gently opened the door, peeking in to make sure she wasn't bothering him before entering the room. She quickly closed the door behind herself and turned back to face her cousin. Hey, Blake, she stuttered nervously. She'd always been nervous around him, and most of her older cousins. Being the baby of the group, Su had missed out on a lot of time with most of her cousins. She'd always been one school behind Blake. The year she'd started high school was the year after he'd left. And she had the most embarrassing crush on him imaginable. Seeing him here, with his shirt off, was almost too much for her to take, and she could barely get her words out as she frantically avoided looking directly at his abs. Hey. Um... hi. Oh god, he's going to think I'm so stupid. Sorry to bother you. I just... I wanted some advice about school, and I think Nuo is getting tired of me bothering her. Since I'm going into the same program as you, would it be too much of a bother if I asked you?