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Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Amalia was fifteen and a few months ago her friends had all made a pact that before their next birthday they were going to lose their virginity. In order to prove that they had it was meant to be video taped. Her birthday is just a few short weeks away and she is afraid that she will embarrass herself when she has to admit she has never done it. None of the boys at school had ever interested her and she always wanted to make certain her first time was with someone that she trusted. Earlier today her friend told her that she had sent out an email to their little group with a link. Mina was the third out of the five of them to make a video. Getting home that day she kept putting off looking. She prepared the meal for her and her father so that it would be warming when her daddy got home. Cleaning the house, she made certain that her father would come home to find everything as he liked it. When she was done, she got in the shower and changed for the night. Her white nightgown was short, barely covering to her upper thighs. Underneath she wore thin, white silken panties that her older Cousin Diane had bought for her recently. She had her lap top sitting on the kitchen table while she considered whether to look at the newest one or not. After all, she had found herself feeling something watching the videos but she didn't understand it and she didn't know what to do about it. It wasn't that it was the people in the video so much as what she had seen and she wondered how it would feel. She debated for a very long time about watching the video and finally she bent over the table and opened her email. Bringing the video up, she bit her bottom lip and blushed as she watched the bar show that it was loading. As it was her stomach was rolling as she bent leaned on her elbows, the move drawing the bottom of her nightgown up to reveal most of her firm little ass. However, innocent little Amalia wasn't aware of anything as she finally pressed play and the video flared to life with loud sounds and images. It was loud enough that she didn't hear the sound of the door opening behind her.
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

With a sigh of relief, Marcus stepped out of his car while the garage door shut. He was home from work and couldn't have been more happy. Leaning back into the car to grab his briefcase, he could feel the restraint of his suit tugging against his lean yet muscular body. He would be glad to shed the clothes for something more comfortable. With a few long strides he made it to the front door and walked into the household he shared with his daughter. Amalia? He spoke softly as he expected to find her curled on the couch watching the television as usual as he popped his head around the corner. Surprised she wasn't there, he headed down the hallway. Sweethea-- Marcus' word broke off as he heard something coming from the kitchen. He was sure that he was hearing things after a long day at work. Surely that wasn't truly a girl moaning in his kitchen. More nervous than upset at what he may find, he cringed as he stuck his head around the corner or the doorway to the kitchen. Fearing that he would see his babygirl with a boy in his house, he was relieved to see her standing alone in the kitchen. Marcus' jaw dropped as he saw Amalia leaning over the table, her little white panties covering her where her night gown did not. A lump in his throat developed as he stared a little longer than needed before stepping into the room more. A few quiet steps later, and he was standing closer to her, and could see that the video was indeed pornography. Amalia.. What are you watching?! Rushed words flew from his mouth as he fixated on the screen, seeing a familiar looking face of one of her school friends. His eyes adverted quickly to her backside and he resisted the urge to yell. More than anything Marcus was a little saddened that she hadn't come to him to talk about sex if that's what she was trying to do learn about sex. He knew it'd be hard for her without her mother around to help her out, but he thought that they were close enough to talk about anything she needed.
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Amalia jumped, her hand going to her chest as she turned looking at her daddy with a bright blush on her cheeks. Daddy! She exclaimed and then looked back at her lap top that the school had given her and paused the video before looking at her father again. I umm... She looked at her father nervously, biting the corner of her lip as she closed her eyes. Drawing in deep breaths, she opened them and moved to greet her father the way she always did, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek. Umm, let me get dinner set up so we can eat and talk about it, okay daddy? She asked, feeling extremely embarrassed about her father catching her watching. In fact, she was quite mortified. What would her daddy think when she told him what she had done? She never wanted to make her daddy unhappy with her or disgust him, what if he got angry. What if the pact she and her friends had made upset him. She stepped away quickly and moved to the warming oven where she took out the two plates that had been set up for them and with the oven mitts on to protect her hands, she carried them to the table. She was a little tall for her age and still growing, though currently she stood at five foot and six inches. Most of that was the long legs that tapered up to her tight ass before leading to her soft curves. Her soft green eyes glanced nervously at her father as she went back to pour glasses of milk, which she had been raised to drink at each meal though her father didn't always join her. When she walked back over and placed them down, she sighed and took a seat, closing the laptop cover and running a slender hand through soft golden hair. Hope you like it. She had cooked them lemon chicken over angel hair pasta with an Alfredo sauce. She used her mom's old cookbook that she had written in for making the sauce from scratch. She was quiet as she considered what she was going to say, how she was going to explain what they had vowed. I'm sorry daddy... don't be mad. My friends and I... well... Blushing she looked down at her plate, A few months ago, my friends and I kind of made a pact... Mina, Jess and Amber already followed through with it... but Kay, Aly and I are still left. She took a sip of her milk trying to steady herself as she drew deep slow breaths, You know I'm the youngest... but we kind of... we made a promise that by our next birthdays... She glanced up before looking back down, we promised to lose our virginity before out next birthdays and video tape it for proof. The final words she forced out in a rush and then fell silent, not daring to look up at her father as she took a bite of her food.
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Letting himself cool down a bit, he allowed his daughter to speak. Listening to each word as his eyes trailed her around the kitchen until they sat to eat dinner. I'm sure the food is great. His words seemed distant, as though he wasn't really paying attention. In fact, he wasn't. He continued to listen to Amailia and process all she said. As the last words fell from her mouth his eyes locked onto her, though she looked down. Marcus silently cursed in his head. Why? Why did you girls do this? Is it worth losing your virginity to a boy who doesn't know what he's doing, or care about how you feel? Breaking a pact to make sure you are with someone you love is a responsible thing to do. Sex is for adults, responsible ones at that! His voice flared a bit, but he calmed down and reached his hand across the table to take hers. I just don't want you hurt, and I sure as hell don't want a video of you on the internet for everyone to see! His mind was reeling. Marcus wanted to help his babygirl through this stage of adolescent without her getting hurt and without him feeling as though he was losing her. Mindlessly he rubbed his thumb over the back of her hand, if eyes still on her his appetite gone.
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Amalia shook her head, Please don't be mad daddy, she pleaded as she looked at him, her lips trembling. We... we wanted to make sure we always had a choice daddy. That our first time was really our choice. We're sophomores and we know there are stories of girls waiting only to have their choice taken from them. She bit her lip slightly as she blushed, I don't have any interest in the boys daddy, I don't trust any of them, but what can I do? I have to do it or my friends will think I'm a baby... and... I don't want to lose them daddy. She glanced down at his hand holding hers and was silent for several minutes, her pleading evident when she spoke again. I love you daddy, but isn't it better if I give myself to someone instead of risking being a statistic? She was using the words one of her friends had used to explain why the pact was a good thing. While she was innocent about many things she had heard the stories of girls her age being raped. She feared that more than anything. When she looked up again, tears slid from her eyes, I'm scared daddy.. We all agreed the video would only be up for a few days, they are only viewable to those invited to see them. It's just proof to each other that we did it... please don't be upset with me. I... don't even know who I'm going to ask... I want my first time to be special, I do... but wouldn't it be better if I had a choice instead of going to a party one day and ending up losing my choice?
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Her tears, pleas and fears became so real, and his love for her began to shine in a different light. Marcus stood, and walked to the other side of the table, not releasing his daughters hand. Towering over her as he stood there, thinking and trying to rationalize the thoughts of how he could help her without sounding like a creep to his own daughter he sighed softly and then leaned over, kissing her cheek. You're right. It should be with someone you trust, someone you love and want to be with. Someone who will make sure it's a good memory, and not a bad one. I cannot stand the idea of you hurting babygirl, or being hurt by some asshole. His hand left hers, only to trail up her arm, and back down slowly, sensually. Marcus' next words were soft enough to be a whisper an yet gruff enough that his dominant traits were showing, Daddy will take good care of you, always. You know I'll help you any way I can sweetie, even with this pact to your friends. No one will think less of my babygirl. A smirk played on his lips. His desire for her had been pent up for so long. He wasn't one who fantasized about his daughter and what she'd be like, or a creep who watched her shower or change without her knowing. He just loved her so much, that Marcus was willing to help her anyway possible, and he had always admired her as she reminded him so much of her mother. He knew he'd be able to seduce her when she was feeling this bad, but he still wanted her to know that this wasn't a good thing. Making this sort of promise was dangerous, but he had to admit to himself, it was also kind of hot to think about. He could remember his days as a teenager and how as a guy of good looks was assumed to be sleeping around and how it was needed to be proven. This was the same sort of thing, but just in the day and age of social networks and digital media. So why does it have to be filmed, if it's just you and you're closest friends, wouldn't you all believe each other if you said you had sex? He knew that if he was going to be the one to take his girls virginity, that he didn't want to be filmed. Not with them knowing it was him, it would rock their worlds, no matter how close they were.
Thread: First Time Video (Mykhaila & Wyatt James)

Amalia turned to look at her father as he walked around the table still hold her hand, her soft green eyes still filled with the tears as she waited for more admonishment from him, when her head lifted and her tears spilled down her cheeks she gave a tenuous smile as he kissed her cheek. She shivered slightly as his hand trailed up and down her arm, something strange sliding through her. She didn't know what to say when her daddy spoke of her being right about it being with someone she trusted loved and wanted to be with. Or the comment he made about a good memory. However when he mentioned helping her in any way he could, hope registered on her innocent little face and she lifted her free hand to wipe at her tears, Really, daddy? You'll help me? How? You've always been good to me daddy. When her daddy asked about the filming she blushed again and shook her head, Well... it should be enough but Jess said that we want to be sure... she said it doesn't have to even be of everything but her words were, Amalia made little quote signs in the air as she continued, we have to see the girl completely and then the penis going inside her a few times to make certain. Amalia looked away embarrassed at how Jess had explained it and that she had needed to repeat it, especially to her father. After several moments she stood and wrapped her arms around her daddy's neck and leaned against him, Please tell me I'm still your babygirl? One of her greatest fears was that her daddy would look at her differently, like she wasn't his little girl anymore. She looked up at her daddy, unaware that this vantage gave her daddy more of a view of her nearly c cup breasts which were being hugged within her nightgown that her cousin had given her. What do I do daddy? I have to make the video and your the only one I man I trust. I wouldn't even trust Andy and he's my cousin. She gave a small laugh but it wasn't really all that mirth filled, she looked extremely vulnerable.
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Ryan Morris Age 35 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Hair Brown Eyes Hazel Body Type Athletic. Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. He was able to retire early. He sold the business and built a cabin in the woods, with all the amenities, full electricity, Satellite TV and Internet. He also had a dungeon built in the basement, so he could start a new business. He would give women who fantasize about begin a sex slave a chance to live out their fantasies for the weekend or longer. Over the next year, Ryan had built up quite the reputation in the BDSM community. He had quite a few very satisfied costumers, mostly business women who needed a break from the rat race. He had just finished up another successful vacation and was in his office doing the books, when the phone rang, Hello, Morris Vacations...
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Hi there, my name is Belle. I'm interested in booking a holiday. I'm 25 years old and read about your holidays on the web. I'd like to book for a week if that's ok. Life is really getting on my nerves at the moment... Belle was a young woman who worked as a PA for the manager of a huge company. She was a sensible gir but had a secret desire to be a sex slave.I have money, she continued, you don't know how badly I want this...
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Ryan smiled Belle had a very nice speaking voice. Ryan took out a pad to make some notes, A week... Yes. I don't get many requests for weeks... So, Belle tell me about yourself and what kind of 'holiday' are you looking for?
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Yes, well, I'm a little different to most women... Belle said with a little smile on her face. I am 53 and my body is slim but curvy. I have lightly tanned skin and my boobs are pretty big- she laughed a little at this, I'm raven haired and often keep my hair up in a bun. I'm also very obedient. Belle then thought for a moment, I want a special holiday. she replied.
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Ryan smiled as he listened to Belle describe herself. She sounded very sexy. Well... I am to please, Belle, he said, Tell me your fantasy and I'll do my best to make your dream come true.
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Well... she said smiling, for one week I don't want to be a person, I want to be you sex slave. I want to be used, punished, humiliated. Can you do that? she asked. She knew he could but she asked anyway.
Thread: The Bussness Woman's Vacation (Ryanmo97 x littlemissybelle)

Ryan smiled... Oh yes... I can do that... Just a few more questions... When would you like to do this? And do you want to be 'Kidnapped'?
Thread: Flirting with Death (w/ Kyrth)

The ground at her feet began to tremble and shake. The silence of the night was broken by a crack of thunder as a grey skinned hand burst from the soil. Slowly a creature began to force his way from the earth, his movements slow and jerky his dead eyes unfocused. Eventually he stood before her, gazing at his new Mistress awaiting her command. Suddenly little bright red dots formed in the middle of his black soulless eyes. The jerky movement of before was gone as the hand snapped forward and ripped the small black book from her hand. The zombie threw the book to it's side where it was caught by a Woman . This is why I rejected you, she replied absently, leafing through the pages of the worn book, You lack the discipline and temperance to make a good apprentice. The zombie lurched forward and grabbed Rhiannon. He manhandled the young woman to face his new Mistress. His arms impossibly strong holding her arms to her sides as he holds her around the waist. Your aura reeks of impatience and arrogance, the fact that you couldn't even wait an hour to plan your vengeance speaks for itself, the tall brown skinned woman stepped close and smacked Rhiannon on the head with her own notebook. That you thought your little notebook of spells would be sufficient astounds me further, an absent gesture from the Enchantress and a throne of bones grew from the ground for her to sit upon, I think you require a lesson in just what happens when you play with powers you aren't ready for...
Thread: Flirting with Death (w/ Kyrth)

Her dark purple eyes widened as the soil stirred and her heart raced. It was working! Her pink lips cracked into a sinister grin as the grey hand split the surface of the ground. When the revenant emerged from his pit and stood to face her she let out a fiendish giggle. Now, my minion! Go forth an- She stopped mid-sentence as the book was snatched from her grasp. Her mouth gaped in shock. No, this was wrong. He shouldn't be behaving that way. Her gaze traveled to the woman who had caught the book and her face turned beet-red with rage. How? Had she followed her? YOU! she spat angrily. That's mine. Give it back! Disciplined? She was disciplined, she thought. Had she not come this far on her own power alone? And temperance? How dare she judge her. Before she could object she felt her own ghoul wrap its arm around her, restraining her. At first she stiffened as she was forced to turn and face the enchantress. For a minute she listened, stunned. Then she exploded with rage, screaming and stomping and spitting curses at the woman, trying to squirm free. Lesson? YOU'RE the arrogant one! Don't you dare lecture me! That notebook is more useful than you are, she was practically snarling. Now, let me go and give that back!
Thread: Flirting with Death (w/ Kyrth)

Truly? this little beginner's book is enough? she offered a small smile, Very well then, you tell me which page will wrest back control of the little beasty you have summoned and I'll hold it up for you... he is still bound to you, connected to your mind and will, I've merely switched how it views the pair of us. I wonder what you had planned for me, you called him back for a reason after all, and the first opportunity was too much to resist you must have been burning with rage... she reached out a finger and gently caressed Rhiannon's cheek, Lets make this more interesting, lets test this discipline you claim to have. I'm going to open the conduit between your will and it's actions, so whatever you want it to do it shall. But I control it's target. Does it sound like a fun game? if you control yourself and your desires, nothing happens, but if you envision anything horrible or nasty, it's going to happen to you, she smiled again, knowing how much rage Rhiannon held for her, all the things she wanted the zombie to do to her, if she could control those impulses then she might make for a suitable apprentice, if not she was about to suffer a great deal.
Thread: Flirting with Death (w/ Kyrth)

I haven't gotten to that part yet! piped Rhiannon defensively. There were quite a few spells she had yet to translate and learn, having skipped to only the ones she deemed most interesting. In truth, there probably was a spell or two that would have helped with preventing an enemy seizing control of one's ghoul, but she hadn't taken the time to prepare for or cast it. Had she not been so hasty, she grudgingly admitted to herself, that would have been the first order of business even before the resurrection ceremony. She told herself she would have thought of that, had she not been taken so quickly and by surprise. Don't touch me, she hissed through her teeth as the woman caressed her cheek. It crossed her mind to bite at her, but the action seemed childish and pointless. What had she planned for her? Well, as the necromancer had pointed out earlier, she didn't really have a plan, per say. Only she wanted more than anything to show just what a mistake the woman had made in rejecting her. To wipe that smug grin off her face. Degrade and humiliate. Shame and disgrace. Yes, that was what she had wanted. To have that bitch naked and prostrated before her, face shoved in the dirt, begging forgiveness. Even now she realized that had been a lofty goal, but it was what she had wished. That's a stupid game, she sniffed as the necromancer's words sank in. She scarcely believed them. It seemed so deceptively simple. Couldn't she just imagine her creature standing still and that would be the end of it? But she didn't realize just how hard it would be to control her deepest, darkest desires and that rage seething in her core.
Thread: Flirting with Death (w/ Kyrth)

The necromancer smirks, as she flips through the pages of the little notebook. Some of the work is quite good and even a few advanced pieces, but large gaps are missing. If it was her only source then she was doing quite well by herself, but not nearly well enough to risk the ire of a master. Rhiannon's words had barely left her lips before the mental gate was opened. The beast now believed he held the subject of his Mistress' ire in his arms. Her abject will to have this person humiliated. Strength powered by dark magic and force of will infused his body as he grasped the buckles holding on Rhiannon's clothing. With almost no effort he began to rip them away, pulling off her loosened clothing. The mistress glanced up from the book, mildly impressed at the strength of the minion. A testament to the potential in this girl on display, and his actions an equal testament to her lack of control. Holding her firmly with one arm he strips her piece by piece, her clothes in shreds around her feet. Is this what you had in store for me? naughty, naughty, the mistress commented casually as the beast rips open her top, exposing her chest to the cool night air, All you need to do is calm and control yourself, remember he is only doing to you, what you wish done to me. The mistress smirks, reaching out and capturing one of Rhiannon's exposed nipple, pinching and tugging on the sensitive flesh.