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Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

Call me sweetie one more time and whatever specialist you have here may need to put their skills to use. I will still not be subjected to the nudity of these women so for the next six years you know where to find me. Her heels clicked up ahead on the steps and she let him take the lead only to allow him to show her the room where she was going to be staying. She tried to push aside her pride to admit that his people did love him but then the ideas of Charles Manson came to mind, his people loved him too. Once in the room she did not wait to let her hair from its tight retrains and if framed her beautiful shape turning the dress into much more of a figure compliment than it had been. Removing her shoes she immediately began hanging her dresses and putting the clothing away. She would stay there until the 2 am hour had come and an urge struck her to cool her temper with a swim. Tara had always been the sort to hold a grudge but that man got under her skin more than she should have ever allowed him to. Something about his past did make her resolve faulter in the hatred she had for him but she let that small bit of sympathy get stomped out at the thought that he would buy a woman from her horrible father. She slipped into the black bikini and grabbed a towel heading for the glass doors that lead to the pool. She would kill for pool boy to offer her something refreshing but she was clearly the enemy in this home. So in rue of the lacking kindness of a staff member Tara climbed down into the water not wanting to splash and make a whole lot of noise. Instead she swam silently under the water coming up only for air. The rage soon washed away and there she floated ontop of the water taking long deep breaths.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

Thomas smiled hading her a cool Smiroff ice, it would taste simulr to grape juice. He settled in to the poo as well as he said, I always enjoyed swimming did you know it was originally an American invention, in alot of places the idea of a bath is a treat much less hundreds of gallons left to sit out it seems a huge waste but it's far more fun then that. He smirked, doing perfect cork screw dive. He landed easily comming up for air he said, I get you hate me, and honestly I don't care, half my people say we should kill you to send a message to your father, and the other half think we should kill you for being a disrespectful bitch and thinking your in charge. He swam around her, Me, I don't think you should die, because I see a bit of hate in you, your father tried to buy me off, and I am above bribery, but I figured I would meet the daughter he so freely sold. Relaxing back he said, I have three Nubian princesses who were given to me for the same reason, I was 14 at the time, they are quiet, reserved etc, and honestly boring as all hell. He splashed her lightly, I requested a chance to meet you because everything I'd read about you said you weren't a family bitch, and boy was I right, you showed up here with a plan to take over, and I am impressed and I don't say that often.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

She had to quell a scream when he appeared offering her a drink. She took the bottle at the side of the pool lifting herself up with some skill to the edge of the pool and there she struggled to get the cap off, I hate these damned things! She was obviously angry but her anger was not directed at him for once instead it was just in general at the world. Even him splashing at her hardly made her respond. I do hate you but not for whom you are. I get the horrible life you had hell I even get not giving dangerous people the means to kill even if that is just a shoe lace but imagine my life. No I have never had to kill anyone nor have I ever held a gun but my life has been nothing but a war zone since I was born. My father has me raised to be proper at all times, never free, and then gives me to a man who has no modesty in him. She sighed setting the unopened bottle down. She knew it was the overwhelming nature of the day allowing her to speak with him so calmly but she had no more energy now that the nude women were nowhere in sight. When I went away to school for once I had the opportunity to make my own choices and to pursue things that interested me but then they pull me out to come here where again I will play second to a man who will never love me. What they dont tell you when you are to be married is that you have no option but to marry a man just like your father. To be raised knowing you will only be second best, never the most beautiful in your husbands life. I am doomed to live my life unloved so tell me how am I to have anything but hate? At that point her words were more for herself than him as she had nearly forgotten his presence all together.
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Thomas kissed her lightly on the cheek before slapping her. Looing at her he said, Get over it. He smirked, Yes my life sucked, and trust me I had my angst gasms over it, but the truth is worrying about the past is stupid, worry about the now, or the future, yes your father was a D-bag, it sucks, but who cares, have fun with your life, enjoy it, live it worry about the kiss or the slap more than the memory from decades ago. Floating easily in the water he opened her bottle saying, One day I was told to assinate someone, and it turned into a whoel thing, but at the end of the day, realied it was my job to put a sight on a person's skull and pull the trigger, if god wanted them to live they would make my gun jam or something, and if he was meant to die my bullet would go true, thinking about possibel problems is stupid. He smiled sexily aat her, You have an issue with how you were raised fuck it off, and do what you want, enjoy life here have a threesome, get fucked up, neither of us gain anything by fucking the other over.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

ThomasRHellsing said Thomas kissed her lightly on the cheek before slapping her. Looing at her he said, Get over it. He smirked, Yes my life sucked, and trust me I had my angst gasms over it, but the truth is worrying about the past is stupid, worry about the now, or the future, yes your father was a D-bag, it sucks, but who cares, have fun with your life, enjoy it, live it worry about the kiss or the slap more than the memory from decades ago. Floating easily in the water he opened her bottle saying, One day I was told to assinate someone, and it turned into a whoel thing, but at the end of the day, realied it was my job to put a sight on a person's skull and pull the trigger, if god wanted them to live they would make my gun jam or something, and if he was meant to die my bullet would go true, thinking about possibel problems is stupid. He smiled sexily aat her, You have an issue with how you were raised fuck it off, and do what you want, enjoy life here have a threesome, get fucked up, neither of us gain anything by fucking the other over. Click to expand... Your ideas of pleasure and my own are very different. She stood her eyes filled with hate again at his hand raising to her and then striking her, Stay away from me. She took the time to dry herself off before going to the glass doors and the thought very seriously about slitting his throat in his sleep but she knew more than her happiness depended on her success here. Mother would be the one blamed and hurt if Tara did not live up to the hopes of her father and she simply could not do that to the only person who ever gave her kindness. Tara had no desire to sleep with anyone least of all another woman, nor did she desire the company of a man who would marry her knowing he would never be faithful to her. She simply could not face that sort of life so instead of heading back up the steps she went out the door sitting there in the silence as a few resented tears slipped from her eyes.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

Matron sighed lightly, He's right, even if he is a bit of an idiot when it comes to rhetorical speaking, worrying about the past is pointless, it can't be changed or modified, fate is best to accsept and move on, that's what he's done and that's the one thing your father doesn't think you'll do.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

Well I never said my father is not rather aware of me and my ways. Besides why are you talking to me? I though you all wanted me dead. She seemed colder now towards the woman she had immediately liked but discovered was nothing but another enemy in her life. He says for me to enjoy my life but that is not going to happen trapped here and when someone elses life hinges on my own. Unlike your master who seems to have little sense of obligation I have it in spades. Her hands ran through her hair for a moment causing it to fall like a drape to shield her face. If you all want to enjoy your lives than let me be. I have no intention of interfering any more as I am clearly in more danger out of that room than I will ever be while in it. Her mind went back to him hitting her and anger boiled within her, And I am not living in the past. This place is my hell and that is a reality. I do not want to live a life of sin and god knows I am not going to. IS it so wrong to want to love the man you marry?
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The woman rolled her eyes, If they were willing to disobey him nd kill you they'd have done it by now, dont' worry they wont' go after you unless onne of us gives them permission. She sat down net to the woman saying, And I'm not one of the ones he was counting, I raised him as much as any mother, and I know he needs a sable steady girl in his life to keep him from doing stupid things.
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Well I guess I can trust you with this than. If he wasnt such a pompous ass I think I might like him for his honesty. Setting her knees against her chest and her chin on her knees she faced the woman looking at her after rubbing her eyes, So you really dont mind walking around like that? I guess we all born naked and even Adam and Eve felt no shame until they ate of the tree of wisdom. I dont think I would ever be confident enough to walk around like that. Then she gave a soft chuckle, the first time she actually laughed. But if you ever need to go somewhere I will gladly lend you a Veera. It would look great on you. She gave a gentle smile glad that the woman did not dislike her, Its nice to have a friend here though even if you are just nice to me for what you hope I give him. I wont tolerate him hitting me however. That is simply not alright. She brought her hand up to her face where he had slapped her, And I hate being called sweetie. He could pick something else and I would tolerate it but Sweetie? She stood then looking back at the manor, Do you think he is still at the pool? Or better yet do you think if I talk instead of tell he might at least listen to how I want to be treated?
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

The woman smiled, Sweetie, I am the result of billions of dollars and alot of hard work, I'm almsot two hudred years old, and yet I still look twenty, I can lift a sports car with my bare hands, I know dozens of mrtial arts forms, I am the most deadly woman you'll ever eet I have nothing to be ashamed of because my skin is my skin, anyone who doesn't like won't dare say a word to be about it, and Thoas is right I coudl kill him with a bra wire. Sititg down she though for a bti saying, Thomas hasn't had many strong leaders in hsi life, his morality is live fast die young, he does't liek rules or limits hell when he was a kid he emptied a .45 clip into me when I sent hi to bed without desert. She sighed, But I think it's worth a shot, and he'll just come up with something worse, it's how he keeps control of a situation.
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Well I am not one to be controlled. I think I will give it a try any way. Not that I think there is much sense in talking with someone so unreasonable. Then she looked at her pursing her lips, Why is he so afraid of you all trying to kill him? Would you? I mean you raised him and he freed the bimbos so why would they have anything but care and compassion for him? She sighed then shrugged, I guess it doesnt matter. Hell if you are 200 not and look as good as you do you might just see my great great grand kids have kids. Then she paused pain showing on her face. Not that I am likely to have any. Her bare feet padded up the steps back into the house going back to the pool, You still in here? Well any way can we talk? You know in a serious setting where you can keep your hands to yourself? Tara came to sit dangling her legs into the pool where she had left the drink no more than ten minutes prior.
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The maid looked at her, Thoms was trained to be the ultimate soldier, when he was about 7 his father gave him a Puppy telling him it wouldbe his only friend, and he should love it and care for it, then when he was 9 he was told to kill the puppy or he would be starved to death, thomas held on for twelve days before he finally coceded ad broke the puppy's neck. The woman sighed gently as she said, That pounded home a lesso Thomas was already learning, a lesson all soldiers lern, that sometimes it may be an enemy combatant you il, but other times it may be aa friend, loved one, Thomas isn't above seducing a target to put a round in their skull, and he knows any of the women here may do the sae if a forer Russian spy was offered a way back in all she had to do was kill him, he knows she would. She dded, Not to mention subliminal programming, a girl that was abotu eight tried to suicide bomb him a few months back in Africa, she worked at the hotel we were staying at Thomas liked her saw her as a kid he'd always wanted, then she walked towards him a sleeper agent brain washed the signs of torture were hidden he pulled a desert eagle and blew her brains out, saved fifty lives but he still carries the sin, sometimes I think the sins are all the keep him from snapping like an over stressed branch. Thomas smirked, I'm sorry sweetie, but drama isn't that serious to me, I mean you take out a hundred pound bomb in thirty seconds, or drop a charging tiger with a 9mm and normal every day stuff just isn't that stressful.
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Shut up you stupid bastard. She dove into the pool and before he could say anything else she had her knees against his ribs and her hand pushing up on his shoulders so that her face, despite the usual height difference was close to his and she pressed her lips to his. IT was unclear if the moisture on her face was strictly from the water in the pool or if they were tears she shed for the pain he had suffered. She had never kissed a man before and surely had never been the one she envisioned initiating such a movement with this man most especially. Yet there were her lips, full and soft pressed to his in a truly heart felt moment. If he did not push her away she would hold herself on him like that for a long while before she did more than look down into his eyes, Im sorry. Im sorry about all you have suffered but damn it I am going to be your wife. Let me learn to love you, let me teach you how to love as was so taken from you. I will be faithful and kind if you will only let me and now that I understand the girls a little better I dont even dislike them. I just want Now it was clear that tears were coming down her face, You said for me to live my life as I choose well here it is. I want to be needed for more than my fortune and my body. I want to be loved like no woman alive has ever been and I want to love until every time I look into my husbands eyes my knees buckle and my heart breaks. She let herself down moving to the edge where she could pull herself back up unsure of what he would say or do now.
Thread: The Promise of a Daughter

Thomas was midly surprised by the kiss. He knew as it proceded that she was shy and not particularly skilled. he rubbed her tongue hard with his, deepening the kiss and showing her the bonus of being a bit of a man slut. His tongue exsploring her mouth and hitting all the right places to stain her panties and make her toes curl. he knew air was an issue for her when she finally pulled away. Kissing her on the forehead he said, I haven't really suffered that much, it was my life so I don't have anything to compare it to it was my life, and I like your offer, I really do, but I'm a bit scared I may be too much for you. He wiped the teaars from her eyes saying, I'll try to be what you want sexy tht's all I can say.
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You could start by calling me Tara more than you call me anything else. Her face was red and she averted her gaze shyly given the way he had just kissed her but she continued, Also please do not hit me. She managed a glance at him nipping her bottom lip. What should I call you? Tom? Thomas? I guess that should have been in our first conversation but seeing how things were I kind of had a panick attack. Then she gave a shy grin, i am afraid with how tall you are I will be less likely to kiss you often by the way. Her words implied clearly that she had in fact enjoyed the kiss.
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He chuckled lightly, Thomas is fine sweety, and their are certain bonuses to being smaller. He pulled her in for another kiss. This onne had double the skill of the previous, however when air became an issue for her, he moved his lips to her neck. Nibbeling, licking and sucking the sensitive flesh their. The skill he was useing should feel illegal it was so good. Every sensitive spot he hit he seemed determined to make her need to change her bottoms.
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Her body froze and fear filled her, Stop. I am not some bimbo you can grope and grab. Try being gentle with me and for gods sake take it slow. I will be untouched until I am marrief and that is a year away. She pulled away from him moving towards the glass doors, goodnight thomas.
Thread: The Impossible Program (Lulu and me)

Jacob stared at the program in-front of him, still not believing what it could do. He'd gotten it in an anonymous email last night that somehow slipped through GMail's spam filter. He gave it a thorough check with anti-virus software before opening it and when he did, he was presented with something that looked like a cross between the Spore Creature Creator and a 3D modelling program. In the middle of the screen was a 3D model of a faceless, androgynous humanoid form. Jacob found he could use the mouse to rotate it, zoom in, zoom out and basically look at it from whatever angle he wanted. There was a whole slew of toolbars on either side of the image but what caught his eye after the model was a drop-down box at the top of the screen. Opening it, he found his full name - Jacob Mark Reilly - there, even though he hadn't entered it into the program. He clicked on it and the 3D model turned into an incredibly accurate render of himself, albeit naked. He opened the help and spent the rest of the night running through some of the tutorials. Somehow, the program could alter a person's physical form, not just the 3D model of them, but the real person! The tutorials were reasonably straight-forward but even then he kept to the simple ones out of a sense of caution. These were just altering proportions a bit, changing hair colour and length, age alteration, but there were far more options there that he hadn't used and was blown away by the sheer scale of what changes could be made this was after he recovered from the shock of realising these were actual changes to his own body, mind. At school that day, he'd asked a friend of his to come over. They'd been friends since Jacob came to the US from Australia back when he was 14 and had even gone out with her at one stage about a year ago. Despite the sex being fantastic, it just didn't feel right going out on a date or something and so they both called it off. Since then, they'd had a sort of friends-with-benefits relationship, although they dispense with the benefits if either of them is seeing someone. He hadn't told her about the program, figuring she wouldn't believe him if he didn't have some sort of demonstration. Now he was just waiting for her to arrive. Description 5'8, 16 years old, toned build, but not overly muscled, green eyes, dark hair reaching to his waist.
Thread: The Impossible Program (Lulu and me)

Earlier at school, Jessica had accepted Jacob's invite to come over to his house later. She just figured that he wanted to mess around while his parents weren't home. Since she wasn't busy and wasn't going out with anyone, she didn't see why she shouldn't go over. After school, she stopped by her house to drop off her stuff and to clean up a little. Just because the two of them were friends, didn't mean that she couldn't look nice for him. Jessica went upstairs to her room to change clothes. She changed into a pair of shorts and tight fitting shirt. Then, when she was ready, she sprayed herself a couple times with some perfume before heading out. As she walked down the street toward Jacob's house, she thought about the last time they had been together. It had been the best night of her life. Both of their parents had gone for the weekend, and the didn't have to worry about getting caught. But, all of their other times were great, so just thinking about it made her move a bit faster. Finally reaching his house, she rang the doorbell, and waited. She fixed her hair in the reflection from the glass as she waited. Description 5'4, 16 years old, slim build and moderatly blessed on top, brown eyes, shoulder length light hair.
Thread: The Impossible Program (Lulu and me)

Hey Jess, Jacob said as he opened the door. That she'd changed her clothes didn't surprise him much - she often did herself up a little before coming over and he just put it down to instinctive female vanity only a joking opinion, but one he didn't intend to voice out loud just to be safe. Come on up I found something you might like. I led her up to my room and I sat down at the computer to show her the program, which currently had the default, featureless figure. This turned up in my inbox yesterday, I said, I didn't recognise the address and I gave it a thorough virus scan first before launching it and, well, by all rights this program shouldn't do what it's supposed to. Okay, a demonstration might be easier. I used the drop-down menu and selected her name. Instantly, the default figure was replaced by a very accurate and very naked copy of Jessica. This thing can somehow let you alter a person's physical shape. For instance, if I do this- I used one of the fly-out menus on the side of the window to change the figure's hair colour to a rather vibrant, almost neon, green. A colour I personally didn't like, but it was the first one I clicked on. And if you go watch yourself in that mirror as I hit apply... I waited til she was looking at herself before hitting the apply button and, in a wave that started at her scalp and ran right down her hair, it changed from it's usual light colour into the same bright-green shade as on the program and watched her reaction.