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Thread: The Viking King and his Dear Servant (JustOnePairofPants and SamuraiKing

Royal Castle, Denmark 1014. The skies were growing darker and the wind brought frost and cold with it. Winter was coming, and so was war. After several long years of war with England, the Danish found victory. But now, another war threatens as rebellions start across the English countryside. With both King Sven Forkbeard and Prince Harald dead, Canute became the King of Denmark, Norway and parts of Sweden. With the first war over, he also became King of England. As Canute sat upon his throne, his chin resting on his hand and crown upon a troubled brow, he found himself deep in thought. Memories ran through his head. Many were bad, adding to his already troubled mind. He remembered how he once was just two years ago. A lad of 17. So timid and quiet. He hardly spoke to anyone and was by no means ready to be a king. He had been sent onto the battlefield by his own father as a way to get rid of him. But luck and the Gods were on Canute's side for his death was not to be. Instead Canute found himself with a group of vagabond soldiers who protected him and showed him what it meant to be a warrior. After that, Canute was never the same. He was ready to become King. A loud noise shook Canute from his thoughts. He looked up and around at the vast empty throne room. Who is there? He demanded.
Thread: The Viking King and his Dear Servant (JustOnePairofPants and SamuraiKing

Milo was nothing special. He was just another servant boy, another peasant face that had the great luck to be working in the castle. It was his duty to be neither seen nor heard, and to keep the castle clean and running well, whether he be spreading fresh rushes, lighting torches, tending the livestock, or setting the feast table. He was good at what he did, apart from his appalling clumsiness. It was the sound of him stumbling and stubbing a barefoot against a stone urn filled with unlit coals that startled the king. And it was the sound of his king's authoritative voice, echoing around the throne room, that caused the boy to let out a yelp of shock and drop the bucket of water and soap he'd been carrying to clean the windows with. It fell on his injured foot, causing Milo to yelp again in pain before he fell to his knees and began babbling his apologies in a frightened, high-pitched voice. My apologies, milord! I'm sorry, so sorry! I didn't know you were still here! Milo began frantically trying to mop up the water with the sponge, but it did very little good and continued to spread across the stone. Finally, he threw himself upon the ground in a deep bow and continued to apologize. Forgive me sir, I'll clean it up. i didn't mean to disturb your night.
Thread: The Viking King and his Dear Servant (JustOnePairofPants and SamuraiKing

Canute let out a sigh as he saw what made the noise. It seems it was just Milo. He gave the boy a small, yet warm smile. Milo was very easy on the eyes. Hell, most assumed Milo was a woman. Canute was inclined to agree. Milo was very feminine and, dare he say pretty. Canute had actually hand picked Milo, saving the poor boy from a slave's life. That was, what four months ago? Odin's Beard, how time flies. Rise, Milo. You are not disturbing me., Canute said in a friendly tone, You just startled me is all, there is no need for you to apologize. I am sorry to have scared you. I was just deep in thought and did not notice you there. He noticed the bruise on Milo's foot and could not help but wince. Is your foot alright, Milo? His voice was full of worry at the question. While it may seem odd for some that a King is worried for his servant, Canute was not like other kings. And anyway, Milo was too lovely a creature NOT to worry about
Thread: The Viking King and his Dear Servant (JustOnePairofPants and SamuraiKing

Milo felt himself relax and slowly got to his feet. He'd been on the end of a boot or fist for much less, but he was coming to realize that King Canute was far kinder and more lenient than any master he'd ever had. He picked up his bucket and sponge and slowly shuffled forward. The concerned question from his king had Milo lifting his foot out in front of him to examine the faint blue bruise already spreading from his pinky toe to cover part of his foot. With a shrug, he flexed his toes and set the foot down again. S'alright, milord. Just a little bruise. I've had worse. He giggled lightly at that and then cocked his head, looking up at his king. Are you alright sir? You seem somewhat disturbed this night. A bright flush suddenly spread across the young man's face and he hurriedly dropped his head. I mean... What I... I apologize, sir, it's not my palce. I just meant... was there anything I could do... for you? He asked weakly, shuffling nervously on his feet.
Thread: Looking for a roleplayer

I would love to rp with you. What is your usual post length?
Thread: Looking for a roleplayer

Sure, um my usual length is a paragraph or 2
Thread: Looking for a roleplayer

Sounds groovy. Do you have an IM or anything? Would be easiest to brainstorm ideas on Yahoo Instant Messenger or AIM
Thread: Looking for a roleplayer

Usually more focused on Slave X Master. I noticed you were interested in that, if interested you can always pm me and we can discuss ideas.
Thread: An Angel meets his Love on Mount Olympus! (angelduskgirlcat and SamuraiKing)

483 BC, Three years before the Battle of Thermopylae. Athens, Greece Memories are fleeting things. The man who calls himself Atticus knows this. For Atticus does not know his own name. He knows not where his home is. He knows not the language of his homeland. He does not remember being a child or having parents. But there are things he does remember. He remembers how to fight. He seems to be a natural at the art of battle. With his sword in hand he can end the lives of any enemy. He also remembers the ages that came before, for he lived them himself. He survived many dynasties in Egypt, though he does not know how he has lived so long without aging past 25. Hundreds of years, Atticus has lived. And for most of those years he has been hounded by a God. This god's name is Ares. Atticus has come to Greece to find and stop Ares once and for all. ----- The city of Athens was a bustling place. It was the epicenter of the Classical world. Countless people from countless lands lived and worked here. Trading furs, weapons, slaves. Whatever could be sold. Markets were full of people buying and selling these things and more. Atticus walked through the market, weaving past all in the crowd. He wore armor of a Greek soldier and a short sword was at his hip. He was a nearly inhumanly handsome man. Clean shaven and blonde of hair. His eyes were as deep blue as the sea. Atticus stopped at a map sellers and bought himself a map to Mount Olympus. He also asked the merchant where he could find information on the Gods. Getting no answer, Atticus sighed and walked away. He hoped to find answers quickly but it seemed like it would take some time. His feet soon led him to a tavern. 'Who knows', he thinks to himself, 'Maybe I can find what I need and some wine as well'. He went in and sat at the nearest table
Thread: An Angel meets his Love on Mount Olympus! (angelduskgirlcat and SamuraiKing)

A female demi goddess was working at the Tavern and she hated when any drunken males tried ot hit on her or flirt with her and she sometimes end up punching them in the face to make sure they don't ever touch her ever again and she sighed. She sees someone entering into the tavern dressed in all greek soldier outfit and she was a bit curious to know who he was and she got lost in how he looked very handsome and good looking. She quickly shakes that thought out of her mind and her boss tells her to serve him and she nods her head and she is a bit nervous around a good looking guy at al ltimes and she sighed. Her name is Alexandra the daughter of Athena and her mother handed her over the emperous bow for her to use in battle and defend herself as well and she remembers who her mother was and very rare remembers who her father was and she sighed. Alexandra walsk up to this person and said to him,What would you like to drink and here is a list of the wine we serve here and just let me know what kind of wine you'd like to drink and if you need any info about this palce pelase feel free to ask me i know this place very well and by the way my name is Alexandra and what is your name sir hmm.? She tries her best not to stumble on any of her words at any cost and she always tries her best to fit in with the others at all times and she wasn't sure what kind of wine he'd like to drink at all. img
Thread: An Angel meets his Love on Mount Olympus! (angelduskgirlcat and SamuraiKing)

Atticus gave the young woman a small bow. It was hard not to stare at her. She was beyond gorgeous. Almost a goddess, really. Even a man on a mission like Atticus was could not help but appreciate such a beauty. But, being the gentleman that he was, he did not ogle or call attention to her beauty. I am called Atticus, my lady, he said giving her a small, warm smile. I would like some honey wine, please. And also, I would like to know more about the Gods. Namely Ares Ah hell, he may as well ask her. She DID say to ask her anything. Atticus heard the sword being unsheathed long before seeing it. He reacted in an instant, bringing his own sheathed sword from his belt and blocking the incoming blade with the handle. He then followed the block with a fist straight into his attacker's nose. He then brought the attacker across his table, sheathed sword at the ugly man's neck. Who sent you? Atticus spat. Was it Ares? The ugly man grinned madly and rasped out, Glory to war! The God of War shall end you slowly, monster! Well that was as good an answer as any...Atticus sighed and knocked the man unconscious. Only to find five young men, sword drawn and facing him with a look of hatred on their faces. Atticus sighed once more and unsheathed his Spartan leaf-sword. Seriously? Ares has sent armies to kill me before. Now that they all failed, he sends a few scrawny brats? The Greek God of War must be growing senile.
Thread: An Angel meets his Love on Mount Olympus! (angelduskgirlcat and SamuraiKing)

Alexandra got everyone out od the bar for their own safety and she quickly hides behind the bar counter and she withdrew the emperous bow and she created arrows with her fingers and she hit three out of the five henchman and she knew who Ares was as well. The two goons looked at each other and they both ran away and were surpised to see Alexandra with that bow that ares has been after for quite sometime. Alexandra said to him,It's nice to meet you Atticus,I thought that you could use some help and your honey wine is on the house you helped keep these peole safe and here is your honey wine and please enjoy your wine Atticus. Everyone all came back in and were glad that Ares goons were gone for good and they thanked Atticus for keeping them safe and Alexandra boss said to her, You helped as well and you can leave right at 4pm instead of 6pm ok Alexandra,and just becareful around here and becareful of Atticus as well get to know him first for a bit ok just becareful ok. Alexandra nodded her head ot agree with her boss and she wipes off the top part of the counter of the bar and she kept looking at Atticus and knew that she knew some info about Ares as well and she sighed.
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Chris followed irritably as he was led up a flight of stairs and down a dark dingy corridor. The place was an absolute wreck, with cracks crawling up the wall, and rat dumping in every corner, he started wondering why he still even came to this dump. Hed already fucked every girl in the building, and he was probably the only one in the world to have done so. After all most wouldnt even consider returning after their first visit. The girls werent ugly or anything, but they were well worn, and half of them even sounded mechanical while he pummeled into their loose holes. It wasnt all that surprising to be honest, after all most of the girls werent here voluntarily. Thinking back he started counting the girls off, 3 wanted criminals, 2 in debt, an illegal immigrant, and 6 homeless. . Why did he come here again? Letting out a sigh, he decided it was better to cease his train of thought, it wasnt getting him anywhere, and hed already paid for the wench hed be sleeping with tonight. If there was one thing about this place he liked it was the price. A small grin appearing on his lips as he recalled his disbelief when hed first arrived. 10 an hour, an additional 5 to use the brothels shower. A price not much different from what hed spet for lunch that day. Supposedly the girls werent paid for their services, and instead had to pay rent to stay in the dark dingy rooms here. Any income they made was through generous customers thatd tip them a few dollars depending on how well theyd been served. An interesting system, though Chris couldnt imagine why these people insisted on staying here. Ah right, they didnt have a choice. The shiny bald headed main infront of him suddenly turned, and knocked on the door three times, before pulling out a key and unlocking the giant padlock that kept the door bolted closed. A security measure to make sure that the girls didnt run away or garner any unwanted attention to the building. Chris was well and truly familiar with the procedure by now, walking into the poorly lit room, and watching as the fat little grease monkey closed the door on him, a loud metallic click echoing through the corridor signifying that the door was locked and that his time had started. Again, it was part of trapping the whores in the building, There was a inbuilt transceiver on the far wall he could use if he wanted to leave early. Well that was enough thinking time, his time had started, and while he wasnt in any hurry to capitalize on the time he had with the new addition to the brothel, he was eager to see if the new face was a pretty one. Looking around the small room it didnt take long to find his target. After all, it was only equipped with a bed, and a small basin. Time to work you lazy slut he called out to the lump hidden beneath the bed covers.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami Joshua 's eyes opened quickly and he rolled over on the bed, squinting into the darkness at the figure who was standing there, waiting for him to come out from under the blanket. He blinked, confused and slow moving. After all, this man standing at his bedside was the first customer he had received since the brothel took him in a week ago. They were very reluctant to take him in, after all, their clientele weren't usually interested in fucking a boy, but eventually the brothel let Joshua in... at a higher rent rate than the girls paid. Having nowhere else to go, and knowing he'd be safer here than on the streets, where people would be looking for him, Joshua had no choice but to agree. He threw the blanket off of him, revealing his thin body, shaggy brown hair, and big blue eyes. The only thing covering him was a loincloth that the brothel provided, since they figured most of the clients wouldn't care to see his own cock, it would only be his holes that interested him. Hello, sir. Joshua said meekly, lowering his head as the brothel taught him. Never take any action without permission, he repeated to himself. This man paid for him - HIM, he still couldn't believe it - and it was up to him what they did with their time. It was the only rule the brothel had for him, other than paying his weekly rent on time. His heart beat fast, his rent was due today. If this customer didn't tip him enough, he'd be gone. Whatever he wanted to do, Joshua had to give him the best experience of his life.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami Joshua's heart jumped in his chest as the hand reached out towards him, and then went plummeting back when his customer pulled back and stared daggers at him. Joshua winced, and thought to himself, if looks could kill... of course, maybe Josh had more to worry about than looks, he thought. It looked likely that this man was about to beat him. His first experience at the brothel didn't look like it was going to be a very good one. Joshua let out a small sigh of relief when his customer turned away without striking at him. He watched the man walk to the intercom and listened as he... requested a different girl? No! Joshua couldn't let that happen. It had been a full week without a customer, and this was the last chance Joshua had to continue staying here... not that he necessarily wanted to stay here, but it was better than the alternative. He took a deep breath, composing his nerves, and started to stand from the bed, freezing as the man stared at him and frowned. Shitshitshit, Josh thought, but the man's attention went back to the intercom. Joshua bit his lip, nervously, and stood, moving across the room, his bare feet cold against the floor. This wasn't going to end well, he thought to himself, but it was his only chance. He couldn't let the man leave. He wrapped his arms underneath his customer's and around his body, pulling it back into him. Don't go, Josh said, kissing his neck softly. Trust me, you'll be walking away from a great thing. Please, don't hurt me too bad, Joshua thought, knowing what was likely to happen as a result of his forwardness.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami The boy gulped at Joshua's heated words. He knew before he acted that this was a mistake, but with luck, it was a mistake that would keep this man in his room. The way the man took Josh's arms off of his chest seemed calm and innocent enough, but before he knew what was happening, the room was spinning and he had a sharp pain in his back. His face was being buried into his pillow, which was good. They would muffle the screams that were going to come. And come it did, when his arm was twisted farther and at a bad angle. Joshua let out a quiet scream into his pillow, hoping that his customer wouldn't hear. Joshua hesitated before answering the questions that were directed his way. At first, he wasn't sure if they were questions that required an answer. Chris' tone and knee in his back seemed to warn against speaking. But the hand on his neck and the growl coming from him almost seemed eager and hopeful. What could he offer that the girl's couldn't? It was a question he heard a lot of times when he first tried to get into the brothel. It was a question that he had to answer a lot before he was allowed this pathetic room. He turned his head to the side, escaping the pillow and getting some fresh air before answering. Have you ever been with a boy? Have you ever felt the tightness of his asshole? Sure, pussy's great, but my hole offers so much more. He paused, expecting a response, but his customer must be looking for the right words. Joshua continued, Have you ever received a blow job? Girls don't know how to please a manhood with their mouth. They don't know what feels good. I do! I know how to suck a cock. You wouldn't be disappointed. His vision started to blur due to the pain he was experiencing. He closed his eyes, grit his teeth, and awaited the response. All he knew is it would take nearly nothing, nearly no effort, for this man to break his arm right now. He fought back the tears, and waited.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami When the customer let go of his wrist, Josh let out a sigh of relief. He brought his arm back to the front of his body and began rubbing it gently, examining it. It wasn't too bad but when he rolled over to face the man, he seemed very upset at himself. He muttered half an apology, more than Josh had been expecting. He sat on the stained mattress, his gaze moving from the floor back up to Chris, wondering what was happening. Maybe coming here was a mistake, he couldn't even get this guy interested in him or excited at the prospect of getting off. As he thought that, Chris moved around the bed and sat down at the farthest point possible from Joshua and muttered another apology. A whole one, this time. Hey... no worries. Josh said lamely, staring up at the beige ceiling, searching for words to say. He lowered his gaze and opened his mouth, but lost the words when he saw the slight tent that beginning to form in his customer's pants. Maybe he got him more excited than he realized? The minutes ticked by and Josh scoffed at himself. He had to earn the money, sitting her awkwardly would earn him nothing. Eventually, Josh worked up the nerve to swing his legs over to the other side of the bed, scooting up next to his customer, their legs touching. Look, I'm sorry if I came on too strongly. I didn't want you to leave. If you're not interested in guys - well, I don't know why you're in my room, but it's not my place to judge. I can... get the landlord to let you out, if you want. He looked up at his customer and felt his eyes start watering again, partly due to the situation they were in now, but mostly just from how shitty the past month of his life had been.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami Ah, Josh said, running his fingers through his hair and tucking them behind his ear. The landlord was probably upset that no one was interested in me and was determined to get someone here, by whatever means necessary. Josh kept a brave face, but his heart fell. Great. His first customer didn't even want him. He was going to be back on the street in no time. He wondered if anyone else had ever been kicked out of here in their first week. Despite Chris' words, Josh couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in his pants. Maybe the customer was more... curious than he was willing to admit? After that, Josh swore he saw Chris check him out. Maybe he had a chance yet. When Josh's shoulders were grabbed, the boy winced, afraid that more abuse was to come, but he was quickly up against his customer's chest. Boy, did he smell good, Josh thought, discretely taking a deep breath. When the offer was made, Josh broke into a grin. You won't be disappointed, he whispered, pulling out of the embrace and dropping to his knees. His hands fumbled with Chris' belt, undoing it and unbuttoning his pants at the same time, sliding his customer's pants down. He was amused to find no underwear underneath, but of course, Chris came here for one reason. Why bother with unneeded layers? Josh marveled at the large cock he found underneath, and in the back of his mind wondered what brought the customer to a place like this. He was very attractive and his cock looked close to 9 inches long, there was no need for him to pay for sex. But that didn't matter right now, what mattered was pleasing the cock in front of his face. Josh wrapping his fingers around it, giving it a full good strokes to get it fully erect, before leaning forward and playfully licking up the shaft. When his tongue hit the tip of the cock, he wrapped his lips around it, lowering his head slowly down the erect member, his tongue twirling to maximize the pleasure. His one hand reached out and cupped his customer's balls, swirling them gently in his hand while he took the entire cock in his head, his nose resting in Chris' pubes.
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RE Brothel Boy MagusXOokami Joshua was no stranger to sucking cock, and he wasn't lying when he said that guys knew how to suck a cock in a way that girls could never understand. His customer was skeptic, but based on the sounds of pleasure emanating from his body, he was starting to see the light. Chris' hand on the back of his head only gave him more motivation to continue his descent on the hard cock in front of him. When Chris' back arched, his hard member pushed even further into Joshua's mouth, almost chocking him. Despite his experience, he rarely got to be with a cock of this size and was loving it. Joshua's head started bobbing up and down, his tongue twirling around the cock and playing with the cock-head when he reached the top. He looked up at his customer, pleased by the look of pure bliss on his face. He wasn't able to form a sentence, and Josh doubted that he would be able to at this point either. He didn't want to try, as that would result in the cock popping out of his mouth, so instead he descended once more, sucking on his way down.