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Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

A beauty, isn't she? Varkas chuckled, leading her to the captain's chambers as his crew prepared to cast off. The room was well decorated, with a large, four-poster bed in the center. This will be your new home now Luna. He walked to a nearby dresser, taking out a collar of smooth black leather, moving back to her. Hold your hair back so I can put this on you dear.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

She looks down again as she feels the eyes on her. Shivering slightly in the wind as she walks with him to the captains chambers. Looking up at him as he pulls out the collar. Whimpering before doing as told as she looks down.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He smiled, putting it onto her. This will remind the crew who you belong to, should they get too...handsy. He chuckled, sitting on the bed. Well? I'd like to know a little more about my new acquisition.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

Her eyes closed and body tensed as he put it on her. Whimpering slightly as she hugs her chest and stands there. Blushing and frowning as she stays silent. Looking to him then around for her trunk wanting to change into warmer clothes before the rocking of the ship nearly makes her fall.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He's up to help her with impressive speed for his size. Looking for your things? He led her to a tall armoire. This is latched, and bolted to the hull. I'd move everything from your trunk into it.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

A sound leaves her lips as she falls into his arms. Blushing and frowning as she follows him and looks about. She looks to the armoire. Frowning before nodding as she looks to her trunk. She opens it and it only holds about five dresses and two night gowns as she puts her things up quietly
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He smiled, letting her finish before speaking. Now, are you a virgin, Luna? He asked calmly, looking her body over with a smile.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

She blushes deeply and crosses her arms. Yes. I am saving myself for my husband. She says looking away from him as blushes and shifts her body.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He chuckled. Well, thanks to your father, that's going to be me. Don't worry, I know how to treat a girl of your caliber.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

W...what?! N...no! I yell as I step away from you. No I have to stay pure for my husband I whimper.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He smiled. Your father handed you over to be my bride. As a captain of course, I can also marry us.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

I whimper and shake my head. N...no! I do not want to he your wife!
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

A pity you have no choice, your father as much as sold you to me. He paused. Do you know what I tend to do with purchases that displease me? They find themselves begging mercy from Jones at the bottom of the sea.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

A whimper leaves her lips as she falls silent. Her gaze lowers to the ground as she treambles. T...there is...n.... no need for that... p... please. I am sorry... She stammers as she squeezes the fabric of her dress.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

He chuckled. I don't expect you to get used to it right this moment, but one day I'm sure you'll enjoy being my mate.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

A frown stays on her lips as she looks away. Hugging her chest as she tries to keep herself steady on the rocking boat.
Thread: A Deal With the Captain (DonVoltonus x LunaVexx)

Why don't you come sit down my dear? You'll find I'm not really all that hard to live with.
Thread: (Discontinued) Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook [Journal]

So, you wanna know about my Hello Kitty Notebook, Don' cha... Punk? Alright, I'll tell you all about it. I'll be writing all sorts of things in here. My handy dandy notebook. Thoughts, opinions, random junk. There won't be a conclusive rhyme or reason to these posts. But, I can at least write little titles with explanations so that you can skip a beefy chunk of something you don't care for. I know what it is like to look at a massive cheeseburger and think I gotta eat all of this... Is there a designated start point? What if I don't like this or that?-You skip it. Silly gooses. Now, onto my first bit. A Pm to Name censored for privacy and such, never sent. Rambling, Shenanigans, Community, Censorship, Crazed Ramblingbirds You know, one of the first people I ever talked too on BMR was Name censored for privacy and such . Name censored for privacy and such , always seemed to be a stand up broski and I have never actually PM'd Name censored for privacy and such. Yesterday, I thought to myself, Viktoff... Buddy... Maybe he wants to talk to you but he doesn't think you'll accept him. Let's put that rumor to bed. I want Name censored for privacy and such to be my best friend. All of his strengths and shortcomings could inspire me to be somebody in the BMR community. Challange me to build a nest here and warm up some eggs like I did in my rp forum environments from years gone by. In fact, Name censored for privacy and such, if you figure out who you are, I would love for you to post here. If you're worried I don't mean you, PM me. Lol. What an interesting way to start a conversation. I always wanted to ask if my insistent presence in your section of BMR ever bothered you. In the most sincere way as possible, I really wanted to help you out. The door to BMR is accessible to the world at large, who they meet at that door is as important as what they see behind them. Our first meeting with someone can set lasting and poweful notions in the mind of any human. So, like what happened for me, I wanted to lend a wing. It was my goal to become birds of a feather with all newcomers of BMR... Hopefully I'm not stepping on Name censored for privacy and such's toes to do this. Because you're most certainly a cool guy. I respect you. Thank you.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal My super secret hidden stash. Stats, Greed, Mental Agility, Friendliness, Vanity Since joining BMR, I had been involved with a secret plot to collect as many of this one thing as possible. That all the cool cats out there had many of them and as a massive forum lover, I saw it like a cool kids club badge. Hoisted from their lavish bulges and bouncing above their luscious, ample breasts... What a shiny cool kid's club badge. I wanted it, I needed it. I have to be one of you, in my mind, It was important. Even if it really was just a stat, like hit points and stamina, I just wanted to walk through BMR alley with a big shiny badge of my own. A hoarded stash of this one thing, obtained through frequent and well thought out singular actions that somehow benefit us all or at least make me feel like a good guy. Some might call it vanity. Some might call it greed. But, I know it's something I admire in the accounts of you legends out there One day, I might make it to where you are. From nothing to something. I really think that is quite... Something. It's weird that something as vein as post count makes me feel so strongly. On a side note, while I discourage chatter on my request threadfree bumps welcome, conversation in this journal is warmly invited And appreciated!!
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal The First Time Post Count, Excitement, New Sensations, Happiness, Self-References, Attention Whoring Today I had finally surpassed fifty posts! And to think, I joined so recently ago... I am very happy about being a mini meteoroid. Others might not notice it all that much, even if they'd care at all. But, collecting post count just seems to make me happy. I can't wait to rank up again!! Other first things that happened today I have a character referenced in a rather reputable Group RP full of heroes who are great at RP and even better at making me feel so included and important. They're irreplaceable in my booknot actually a book! My first 1 on 1 roleplay thread is open, it also happens to be my first serious mm roleplay with intended sexual inclusions. You can go check that out if you'd like too!! Thanks for stealing my cute little pink hello kitty notebook and reading this far. I can't wait to fill this thing with girly junk to throw you all off Just kidding. Honest entries only, I swear!
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal I feel like if I don't write something one of the times I visit here, I'll start qualifying as a stalker. Which I'm not. I just find amusements in your thought...blurbs. And also...I see who you are complimenting there. And I gotta say its sweet you think of us the group like that, and you really are included and part of the group, and all that other sappy stuff people say when they are happy. Unless I'm totally wrong here, and then there will be a minor jealous flare on my side that you found a group RP better than us. I'll accept it, but I'll personally be trying to poison the other's groups tea, just to take them down a notch. Only kidding of course.
Thread: (Discontinued) Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook [Journal]

RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal BurningWillows said I feel like if I don't write something one of the times I visit here, I'll start qualifying as a stalker. Which I'm not. I just find amusements in your thought...blurbs. And also...I see who you are complimenting there. And I gotta say its sweet you think of us the group like that, and you really are included and part of the group, and all that other sappy stuff people say when they are happy. Unless I'm totally wrong here, and then there will be a minor jealous flare on my side that you found a group RP better than us. I'll accept it, but I'll personally be trying to poison the other's groups tea, just to take them down a notch. Only kidding of course. Click to expand... Call the professor, In the post above, we have all the ingredients we need minus Chemical X to recreate the power puff girls! Of course I am referring to our group rp xD it's in my sig!
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal I'm now the powerpuff girl's all in one? That's a feat in itself. Go me. And good...I had to check. I don't want to be out beat, I want this rp to be the best damn thing!
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal BurningWillows said I'm now the powerpuff girl's all in one? That's a feat in itself. Go me. And good...I had to check. I don't want to be out beat, I want this rp to be the best damn thing! Click to expand... Please tell me you remember the ingredients to make the PPG. XD This roleplay will be the best damn thing It takes rp priorities over most any thing else on BMR in my mind.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal Sugar, Spice and everything nice. These were the ingredients chosen to create the perfect little girl... Yep I remember. And I agree, its definitely becoming a top priority of mine, with how active it is. I won't bug yeah in here any longer though...back to your blurbs so I can continue silently watching and laughing.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal I agree with Willow, hope thats okay Burning Willows, that you are a part of the group. In fact, I think youre an excellent writer. Youre going to do just fine here at BMR. The group rp would not be the same without you.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal I like Willow as a nickname...its pretty and yes, I agree you are definitely part of the group, and you are indeed just as good a writer as the rest of us. The group RP functions with all of us, without you, or even you Andy, we wouldn't have a child's forum or as much work on the RP as we do. Everyone helps.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal Gears making this wonderful machine work. That's what we are. If one isn't there, it's not the same. I actually don't think my writing is all that good.
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal AndNich123 said Gears making this wonderful machine work. That's what we are. If one isn't there, it's not the same. I actually don't think my writing is all that good. Click to expand... I actually have a hard time relating to, and trusting people who don't self-denigrate like I do. It's a sign that you want to do and be better. I like to think the people who can be that tough, strong leader type to lead by example are actually just really good at self-filtering. So much better than I that they know when to not include their self doubts as to not sound self-defeating. Without this willingness to see room to grow, if I knew somebody honestly thought they were Good Enough at a hobby they harbor any passion for, I know I like them less. It is a subtle line. But, the only way to grow is to feel the need to cross that line. If I can say this without sounding pretentious or self-absorbed. I know AlexSome say Willow D was looking forward to another blurb. I didn't mean to make it much less fun and wacky. Next one, I swear on my kneecaps, will be a return to form for the Hello Kitty Notebook!
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RE Viktoff's Hello Kitty Notebook Journal I understand what you are trying to get at, but I see it in a different light. Here on BMR we all have room to grow as writers, and for some as people. We are all doing it, all of us learning new ways, new tricks, and new vocabulary to utilize in our future posts. So as I see it, none of us are perfect. Even some of the best-selling book writers out there I don't find perfect. Twilight series, for instance in my opinion. The fact is though you can't let your doubts trouble your writing, or prevent you from trying. Sure you can't fail if you don't try, but you won't succeed either. And on that point, honestly most of us don't notice if one writer is better or worse. Most of us are just wrapped up in the plot, happy to have a post to read and reply to. Now for you specifically, your writing is fine. I see no problems in it, you think out your dialogue and descriptions well, and you just gloss over large portions. As with you Andy, you're writing has no errors, you're rather descriptive which is nice, and you're characters are unique and well thought out. And if it helps either of you understand how we are all in the same boat, when I started this RP and looked into most of you, I got excited not just to start the rp, but to learn from everyone, since there is a lot of great writing now around me. I can't say I'm a fantastic writer but do I believe in my writing, hell yes I do. I've been doing it for thirteen years, I better enjoy it. But I can still learn. And I surround myself with people who wish to learn with me, not those who consider themselves too perfect or those who reject learning new styles. And that isn't just me. I've written and know Bloodmoon and rskde well now, and they both feel the same. For that fact Viktoff, rskde was worried he wasn't up to snuff for everyone including you. And Bloodmoon left RPing for a few months, so she worried her writing wouldn't stand up to everyone else's. But it does. Everyone writes beautifully, and I need everyone around me on this site to gain just a notch of confidence in themselves, because they deserve to be confident in their work. Because it is their work, and no one can tell you how to judge yourself. And with that long, honest, heartfelt talk out of the way we now return to our regular broadcasting.
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

Mara waited impatiently at the bus stop and wished it weren't sheltered. If it weren't sheltered her shirt would already be more than transparent with the way the rain was coming down. But perhaps it was better this way if she were only briefly out of the rain there would still be something left to the imagination even as her hard, sensitive nipples pressed against the cloth of her shirt. But it would be easier to get a ride if she looked pitiful and miserable... Eventually she settled for waiting under a drippy corner of the shelter which at first didn't do much more than leave a cold spot on her scalp. Eventually though her curls were dampened and hung limp. What was taking him so long? She'd seen him take out the pictures and spread them on his desk, looking at them but never touching himself. Had he decided to just jerk it in the car instead? Just as she was about to stand and look around the edge of the shelter to see whether his car was still there, an old sedan pulled up to the curb. Inside Mr. Silverstone seemed to hesitate but finally he leaned over and rolled down the window. Perfect. Mara ventured out into the rain in the five feet of space between the shelter and the curb, leaning down to speak through his window. I missed it? Crap! Mara stamped her foot as though frustrated and the ample cleavage visible through the passenger window jiggled gently. She sighed in frustration. I got caught up talking to a friend and missed my bus. I didn't know how late the city buses run out by here so I figured I could at least give it a try. She straightened for a moment, allowing the rain to seep through her shirt, before sighing and leaning back down to the window. Have you got an umbrella or something I can borrow then? It's ten miles home and I forgot mine this morning. She didn't worry for a moment that he would actually allow her to walk home in the cold rain, umbrella or no, but it was no fun if she didn't give him the option. She wanted the web she caught him in to be of his own making.
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

As she approached his window, Johnny stared at Mara from his driver's seat. He couldn't help but feel bad for her, seeing her soaked like that. Those springy, brown curls that normally hung about the girl's face were now dark, soaked, and hanging, dripping water as it poured from above. Eyes trailed down those curls as she stood just outside his car window. It was only then that he noticed the dark circles of her nipples, visible through the wet fabric of her shirt. It was no secret to Johnny that Mara sometimes went without a bra. Occasionally, he'd watch her breasts shift freely beneath the fabric of her blouse as she moved around her desk at class. But now, with the wet fabric clinging to her chest, perfectly outlining the girl's breasts and those two, stiff nubs, there was very little left to his imagination. It was only when Mara finished speaking that Johnny realized he'd forgotten to look back up towards her face. He'd been staring at her chest for a few solid seconds. Quickly, his gaze shot back up to meet hers. I've got an umbrella in my trunk, but--... he trailed off. As bad an idea as it seemed to invite a female student into his car like this, he couldn't let the poor girl walk home in this freezing cold rain. With a quiet sigh, he leaned over towards the passenger's side door again, popping it open with the handle. Hop in, I can give you a lift. Just roll up that window, he offered, straightening himself back up. Noticing that his briefcase was still sitting in the seat next to him, he quickly picked it up by the handle and tossed it into the backseat, onto the floor. Partly to make room for his passenger, and partly because he was irrationally frightened of her finding out what was inside that leather satchel. Mixed in with some books and a stack of student papers were the Polaroids. He'd thought about leaving them in his desk over the weekend, but ultimately decided against. He told himself that the reason was because he didn't want the weekend cleaning staff stumbling upon them if they were to open up his desk drawer. That was an unlikely event, though. The real reason was that he simply didn't want to wait until Monday to see them again.
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

He was staring. To avoid smiling Mara chewed lightly on her tongue and waited for him to remember to look up at her face. She carefully sculpted her expression, keeping her eyes wide and innocent and pathetic as a kicked puppy. But his choices were his own to make...for now. At first it seemed as though he were going to let her walk home, mentioning the umbrella in his trunk. Then he didn't. Instead Mr. Silverstone leaned over and opened his passenger door. Mara smiled brightly and slipped inside, not being careful about how tightly together she kept her knees. Shivering a little she closed the door and cranked up the window. What you don't like riding through the rain with the windows down? she teased, turning her smile to him. She'd noticed how quickly he'd tossed the briefcase but said nothing. Thanks for the ride, Mr. S, she said once she'd rolled up the window and wrung out her hair. Mara kept her backpack on the floor between her ankles, which forced her to spread her knees. The hem of her wet skirt was within inches of revealing what Mr. Silverstone had so often seen in those Polaroids, but she wouldn't allow more than that. So... she said after a short pause. Without the water weighing it down her hair was beginning to regain some of its curl. Any big plans this weekend?
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

Watching as Mara climbed into his car, sitting alongside him, his eyes briefly fell to the bare skin of her thighs. He was mindful of the hemline of her skirt here he was, just a few inches of fabric away from seeing something he'd been daydreaming about all week. He'd seen her in those photos, sure, but nearly all of them were blurred or dimly lit, and each was only a few square inches big. The prospect of seeing the real thing , up close and in person, was so much more exciting. ...And as soon as that thought crossed his mind, he felt disgusted and ashamed of himself. This was one of his students. One of his students. He had to make sure to remember that. A forced little laugh left his lips when she made the joke about his window. This car's already on its way to rusting out entirely leaving the window open in the rain wouldn't be the best decision. Just let me know how to get to your house from here, he added. As they took off down the main road, Johnny did his best to keep his eyes on the road. Every so often, he glanced over in Mara's direction under the guise of checking his right-hand mirror, but really, he was just watching the way her breasts jiggled beneath that wet shirt as his car rolled over bumps and small holes in the road. I'm a little bit behind on my grading, so I'll probably spend Saturday correcting essays from this week, he gestured with one hand to the briefcase in the back--failing to mention, of course, the reason why he had fallen so far behind. Eyes drifted towards Mara's legs, splayed open on his passenger seat, before they quickly shot back up towards the road. His right hand dropped from the steering wheel onto his lap, doing his best to inconspicuously hide the lump that had begun to grow in the fabric of his pants. And then on Sunday...who knows, he said with a shrug. I'll probably do something with Sarah. See a movie, or have dinner, or something. He didn't often bring up his wife or other aspects of his personal life with his students, but he did so now almost as a way of reminding himself that he was married. What about you?