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Thread: Sacrifice to the Snake Demon

Travelers had reported sighting it for years now. As they moved along paths to faraway villages, more and more reports of seeing the giant snake. As large as a human, maybe even two or more humans, and as thick as any warrior known to the realm. Few had come close enough to make out full details, but descriptions of the beast built up over time. Some described it as rising up on its coils, taller than any man, with a scale covered face that resembled something humanoid but fearsome. It had been reported with horns, but also eyes and a mouth almost like a human. When erect, it seemed to have arms at its sides. Others had said it wore a cloak in cold weather. Others, announcing an intent to hunt it, or at least get closer to see it, never returned. Now, herders and ranchers in the outskirts of the village were reporting raids on their flocks and herds. Full sized rams and bulls, disappearing without a trace, and tracking their hoof prints in the grass showed the sudden end of their prints at a pressed down furrow that led back toward the mountains. Priests scoured not only the scriptures, but ancient texts usually forbidden to good worshipers. They summoned the village to the temple to announce their findings The conclusion was that a snake demon had somehow been brought up from the depths to afflict them. Such a beast was immortal and could not be slain by weapons. It was protected by scales the acted like armor to any blade or arrow. It was a beast governed by its hungers. It could have risen from hell out the steam pits that appeared in places around the glowing mountain. The ancient texts said such demons were intelligent, but governed by their hungers. It must have devoured most of the game around the mountain, and now was seeking to satisfy itself from the herds. When it had devastated the animals, it would go after the only other creatures left. There was only one way to ward off the demon, the priests concluded. The flesh and blood of a pure virgin maiden would satisfy the creature for a period of years. No one knew why or how this was possible, but the ancient texts were adamant that such a sacrifice did the trick and protected the population. After prayer and reflection, a vote was taken, and then a lottery of all the maidens. A team of carpenters, guarded by a dozen men carrying staffs and pitchforks, ascended to the foothills of the glowing mountain and built a raised altar. Mounted on the altar was a stout post, with a rope tied to the top. The chosen sacrifice was brought to the altar, tied in place, and then the men left with haste, determined to be far away before their sacrifice brought forth the demon...
Thread: Sacrifice to the Snake Demon

E veryone had bee worried and terrified of the monster that had been plaguing their village. Much discussion had passed and for a while the villagers appeared to have been safe. However, soon their livestock had ran out and the carnivorous beast still lingered and as did his hunger. When the Priests had taken in keen interest and the meeting was held, a dreaded raffle was had. Once the winning ticket had been read, a mother screamed out and pleaded with the priests to reconsider. Her daughter's ticket had been called. She feared that the raffle had been rigged from the beginning. Her daughter was shunned the moment she was born, her crimson-pink hues being apparent that she was only half human. Iris, the young maiden reassured her mother it was for the best. The Priests allowed the mother one day and one night to prepare and have her final farewell with her daughter. That night Iris attempted to condole her mother and reassure that everything would be alright, even though she herself was truly dreading the following day to come. The villagers appeared to waste no time in gathering the young maiden up. She was clad in nothing but a white silk dress with thin straps draped so tenderly over each pale shoulder. It was of no surprise to her of her 'escort'. They wanted to ensure that their sacrifice found her way with no hiccups along the way. Once she was brought to the alter, fear found is tight grip around her and her body trembled as she began to struggle while she was being tied to the alter. She began to plead and beg for the villagers to stop, desperately trying to gain her freedom from her sealed fate. The villagers appeared to possess no remorse in their eyes as they stared at the young maiden. They were was only silence from their lips until one finally spoke. Don't you understand, this is for the best? Your sacrifice will ensure the safety of our village. With you, we all shall be saved. He spoke his words coming in a sincere, cold tone. Iris stared away to the side, her vision becoming blurred. Tears streamed down her cheeks. The villagers soon quickly left in a haste, leaving Iris alone, bound to the alter. She continued to struggle, her wrists becoming raw from the constriction of the ropes. She stared up at them, glaring with her teary eyes. Soft whimpers escaped as she listened to her surroundings. Her keen hearing picking up on each sound. At the moment, there was nothing but crickets and the eerie hum of the wind as it whisped through the trees, brushing through the leaves. Her small, subtle breasts heaved with each passing breath as she attempted to regain her calm. There was a sudden silence that brought her to full alert, her body tightening and tensing as she went on edge. The powerful aura of the one who had been terrorizing her village encased her small, petite frame. She stared with wide eyes, trying to see into the darkness if she could see him. ooc Sorry for it being so short and if it's a crap post. .
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

A while back, I attempted to start a rant based journal, but I have made the realization that life is more than ranting. It is more than being closed off whatever. I took a long think this afternoon, and I came to a really important realization. I am tired. I am just going to be me, and not what someone wants me to be, and the real me is not someone who is going to back away from simple truth about anything. I am not going to spend time needlessly explaining myself, nor am I going to ever again back away from things I say. I may explain them, but I am not going to take things back if they are true, and even if they are about me. I also am not going to always ignore what is wrong with me when there are things wrong. I am not perfect, and never said I was, but there are still things that can be made better. No one is perfect, but sometimes it takes someone outside of you who knows you to show you where you have really gone askew, and I just have to work on that. Only someone who actually knows me gets the privilege of telling me that sort of thing, and to people who know me I thank for that help. As for this journal, it is going to be a window into my life, and the realities of what I have to deal with every day. No apologies if you cannot handle it and decided to read it all on your own.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Today is, for lack of a better word, interesting. Work has been very good, pleasing in that things are doing very good for the first few days of the year. Had to deal with a woman I call The Russian as she is from there again, and she is, to say the least, amusing. She for the longest time was very confused on words, making conversation hard as she would do things like mix up the words masturbate and masticate. She is doing much better, but she still is working on it, which mad the meeting much more sane than it used to be. Lunch was really good, as I love sushi. Really good and really fresh, making it an absolute pleasure. Flavorful tuna always hits the spot, though there was more than that in the sushi. Green tea is really good with it, especially when it is sweetened with orange blossom honey, and I got to share it with my lady too, which really was good. I also got a call from my family, as I am getting closer with them these days, after some very intense issues last year, but that is for another time. I was thanked for the gifts, especially about the car, but again, more on that later. The main issue today was dealing with people who really are the embodiment of take the beam out of your own eye ideal. I am really not a fan of those who think that in small it is okay, but in larger waysaction it is not. That opens the door to permit exaggeration, something I am not too keen on myself. The only time it is permitted is when something has to be made obvious when for too long it has been ignored, though most of the time by the time that happens, little exaggeration is needed. One of the people we have had to deal with has not made any real attempt to honor their end of an agreement, which is part of a schedule that involves others in their similar position. This person was explained this time and again, yet it didn't get through. Thanks to the help that I mentioned in the first post, I got the point across that, thanks to this person's inaction, there were three others delayed who had gotten off their duffs and done what they were supposed to. Aren't you being... No, not when I realized I was doing it, nor was I doing it about the same agreement. Still, in order to understand it, however, you have to have been shown you are doing it. It still doesn't excuse it, because in reality, it is the same thing just about something else. I am not perfect, just saying that sometimes admit it does give more passage for understanding.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Finally starting to get why some people have told me to let some things lie, especially after they are said and written. I have learned that there are always going to be defensive people, especially those who suffer from offensensitivity. Now, I borrow that word from Berkley Breathed's classic comic strip Bloom County, but it still holds true for today. The problem, I also have learned, is that some go so far to one side that they are offended by everything... but then there are those who don't get upset about anything. I would take the person who gets offended easily over someone who is offended by nothing. It is that simple.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Did you ever have one of those days where all of the observations of your favorite comedian just popped up and just explained it all? Comedians have a thin veil, as most of them are commenting about real life. The issue is that with few exceptions, most all comedianscomediennes have an all too thin agenda with their comedy. The best ones, though.. the ones that people remember forever... are those that hit reality on the head. They are also the ones who sometimes are not always appreciated while they are still around, or are long after they stop touring and have been famous for a long time. Don Rickles, knowing as Mr. Warmth, is a comedian that was fearless in the realm of telling jokes that, today, are seen as hurtful, bigoted, and mean... simply because their punchlines were the truth. That is the problem that I had to deal with today, and I just realize it is why my give-a-damn is busted. Too many people love to conceal the truth behind labeling things as hating or envy or incorrect, but there are just some things that are true. A writer whom we have had long-term history with my workplace writes what can be termed erotica, and his fiction primarily is focused on presenting what I feel is the truest depiction of BDSM as a balancing act all the way through. He has been in some legal trouble recently, which in reality is a typical threat from someone who is far to into mistaken notions about the lifestyle. That was her first mistake, this female who attempted to threaten the writer with legal action. The second was she didn't count on yours truly there at the table during the meeting. She opened her mouth, and I let her insert her foot up to her shin... then I preceded to inform her that I was active in the lifestyle, wrote stories myself don't worry.. I didn't speak about this or other boards as there seems to be a history of people with their noses so far raised up their heads are in their asses showing up and.... you get the picture there.., and that I personally KNOW she was full of it. There is nothing like the empty threat of someone either trying to stir up trouble to get their name in the news or to hijack someone's livelihood for a piece of it getting obliterated in front of them. It really is quite magical, I have to say.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Today was actually one of the best days in a while. My fiance and I got to enjoy our respective jobs without any sort of hitch, and we got to lunch and spent the time enjoying our Thai food and were not hurried at all. When I got back to work, there were some calls to answer and make, and a few of the manuscripts to give a final go over, but other than that, it was spectacularly mellow and calm. I got to get home on time, another rarity, and then I was able to enjoy a very nice lasagna dinner with her and now everything is just mellow and calm. It really is a bit strange, as normal days that are pictures of everything going smoothly are just not what I am used to. I am used to the insanity of life imitating the demented ideas of those who deserve to be locked up, those concepts of normal are what I am used to seeing. Today was one of those Kodak Moment days, which are rare but something I cherish and am thankful for. It makes me happy to just be alive and be me, makes me want to stop and smell all the flowers and breathe in deep the bliss of life and exhale it slowly as I cherish it again.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

My niece and nephew are a hoot, especially when they are unleashed on people who are just not prepared for how mature and intelligent for their ages they are. A perfect example happened yesterday afternoon in the ballet class that my nephew and I are taking together. He has been in it for helping with his sports, and I have been taking it with him because he and I have been needing things to do together that are just for him and I, and in the class there has always been this woman who, to put it mildly, makes some of those dance moms and the like pale in comparison. She also, to put it mildly, thinks she herself is more than she is, and my patience, as well as that of both teachers and most of the parents there, was wearing thin with both of them, even her own husband. The class was about over, and my nephew, who is friends with several of the other students, especially the girls seriously, at his age he could charm the micro-skirt off a female celebrity in nothing flat.... I don't know WHERE he gets is from whistles and looks around innocently, and he was chattering away to one of his teachers and a few of them, and for some reason the woman and her daughter the girls name is Kelly, her dad's is Richard, and I have no desire at all to learn her mother's name at all.. again, I cannot imagine why... felt they were not getting enough attention even though they had hogged ALL of the teachers' attention during all of the thirty minute break before the class and both of the ten minute breaks between changes between the exercises and the actual dance instruction. The woman and her spawn came over and the girl looked at my nephew and said You know, this class is NOT just about you and how you are doing. nose literally in the air My nephew No, it's not. Nor do I make it about me every chance I get, Kelly. You are doing that just fine. The woman, of course, was agast, and said to my nephew and me. How dare you?!?!? Do you know how long m daughter has been doing this and what potential she has? My niece, who is sixteen and came in to take up for both her brother and uncle before I could do ANYTHING, made it clear. No ma'am, he doesn't. But he DOES know that I have been doing dance of ALL KINDS since I was three, and he knows, just like I, my uncle, and everyone else in this room, including your obviously to ALL OF THE REST OF US long-suffering husband, that she is not as good as you two think she is. Having skill, talent, looks, or money gives you two the right to think the universe revolves around the both of you. The moment of silence really would have been more awkward if she hadn't finished up with.... And by the way, ma'am. If you are going to dye your daughter's hair.. make certain the backyard matches the front. We haven't gotten a call back so we are going to be going to class at our regular time today... though I imagine two people will not be there anymore... though when I left there was a smile on Richard's face that made him look like the Joker.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

This is a short one, today, as the rest of my day has been so very good. One of the girls in our office, a college student, asked me why is it that there are so many guys that treat her and other women so badly. She gave me the harangue about not calling, only focusing on sex, lack of romance, never wanting to do things they want to do, refusing to deal with their the gffianceewifeetc friends all the time, and not wanting to clean up get dressed fancy is what that means in translation. She asked me because, in her opinion, I am not overly sensitive but I relate the truth. I have to say I was taken aback, especially as a lot of people don't like how direct I am with the truth. I kind of avoided it for a bit, taking advantage of a meeting I really had to go to and then with her being busy. I had to really think about if I, as a 38 year old man, with the personality I have, wanted to tell a 20 year old young woman, not having experienced a lot of life, that much truth. Trust me when I say, that was something I don't always do. Not many people I am that direct with deserve that level of consideration. I am, as a rule, direct and to the point, though I do notice frequently sorry to all females here, but it is from your corner I get this all the time that my words are twisted to mean things that they don't mean. It is why I try to deliver succinct and simple truth, not just as I see it but as others do as well. It comes from a bit of my educational background, as by the time I am either asked for the truth or I HAVE to give it, it is a pipe bomb and someone always gets hurt because it gets ignored far too long. I also don't believe in the idea that it's easy to tell the truth if you don't care about anybody you are telling the truth to, because if you REALLY care, you will tell the truth. Sometimes I forget that about myself, but I am only human. I will tell her after lunch what she wants to know.. I just hope she is up for it.
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Well, everything here is sunshine and rainbows again, even though I now have a newly single person in the office. Yes, I did tell that young woman what she wanted to know, and it seems to actually have been good. Normally not be pleased that I just caused the end of a relationship, but the guy was a an overbearing assmonkey... plus, he was apparently not as good in bed as he thought he was. Of course, getting to call the cops to make him leave the premises was even more fun, but I am really just glad she is getting out of that piss poor relationship. For once.. I don't have too much to say. lol However.. the day is not over..... LOL
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Today and tonight have been absolutely fabulous!!! I am very serious, but then, I always am when I say that about a day or an night.. or both. But really it has been great. My lady did something so totally unexpected that it truly blows my mind. The weekend has been, in general, super. My nephew and I did have a great class Friday, and those two harpies were gone. I then had a great riding lesson with my niece, as I am doing something with each of them that is just for me and the one taking the class. Anyway... I dropped them both off, as they wanted to see what the other is doing this week, and then I came home. I opened the front door, and found several arrows directing me through the house. Following them, I found a few things, fortunately the riding school has showers for the students, and I was able to follow the trail which included very sturdy cuffs, a crop, and a few other items. The end of the trail led me to the bedroom.. where my fiancee was in a Power Girl costume, bound with Kryptonite rope, and a note from one of her friend's who helped her saying Happy belated X-mas. 'Lex'. I will let everyone reading this figure out all that happened after that.....
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

I'm jealous, man. That's awesome. XD
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

Thank you, Hayvy. It was very intense, and did last all weekend. I will not bore anyone with details unless they are asked for. lol Today is also good, and today, before I have my lunch, I am putting this up about the day. She is right now kneeling beside me, looking so very cute in nothing but her thigh-high socks and shoes on and nothing else, and being a good girl. She already has fixed lunch like she was told, and now she is waiting for me to notice she is there. Her lovely ass has bruises on it, just like her pussy, pelvis, and thighs do from what I did to her last night, and she groveled for every one. It will not be the first time she went the next day to work sore, but she is used to it, just like she is used to being stretched by my taking her lovely ass as I please and in the positions I please. I will say that the costume is washed now, and will be used again, just now I am pondering what the next one she will do for me will be...
Thread: Just Correct: Me, plain and simple

This makes me think you should make a tumblr for all the...details. Yes, details.