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Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

May your god turn his face from you! Mirelle hissed, adjusting her footing carefully as he approached. Fighting with hands bound would be difficult but she was certainly willing to give it a shot, she was that desperate. Surrender was a weakness, a sin against your people, a shame that no one should bring upon themselves. Her eyes alighted upon a dagger nearby, small enough for her to wield with wrists bound, she was willing to give it a shot. Suddenly, the girl lunged forward, hands outstretched for the weapon. Se would plunge it straight into his cold, shrivelled heart!
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

RE The Witch's Tear cevl and Avandris When he had counted down she was lunging for the dagger. He instantly stretched his hand out. Fus Ro Dah! He shouted, his words channelling power to his hand, making a force wave fly through the air, hit her, and throw her through the air, which was, unluckily for her, strong enough to withstand her body. She sank to the ground while he walked over to her and placed his boot into her stomach. That was a very stupid thing to do. He said, before placing it sideways on her neck, cutting off her air supply. A couple minutes later, when she would have passed out from lack of oxygen, but hadn't died yet, he stopped. She'd wake up in a cave, lit by mage's lights. Her ankles and wrists were bound in a contraption where each component could move apart from the others, which meant she would be able to get forced in very uncomfortable positions. She had her clothes still on, but not for long, quite probably. The man stood infront of her, with a smile, and said Don't say I didn't warn you.
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

Her fingers curled about the dagger and for a brief moment she thought perhaps she'd succeed, perhaps she'd survive. Then all the air left her lungs and she hurtled through the air, hitting the ground so hard that she lost her grip upon the dagger groaning in agony as she doubled up. A boot pressed to her stomach, pushing her onto her stomach as she stared up at him, gritting her teeth in discomfort. As the heel of his boot dug into her neck, Mirelle's legs thrashed against the ground, fingers clawing at the leather as she struggled for air. Her vision began to darken, the world began to lose focus and then all went black. A weak groan escaped the young witch as the pressure of hanging from her arms, her brow furrowed and eyelids fluttered as she woke. Suddenly her body tensed, eyes snapping open and head jerking up to find her captor standing right in front of her. Her wrists ached as did her ribs, no doubt bruised from the contact she had made with the floor. A faint smirk crept across her lips but it didn't last long, for the first time there was but a flicker of fear within the girl's eyes.
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

The man smiled when he saw her coming too, hanging by her arms. His boots, which had had nail marks on them, replaced, now housing iron tips, which meant he could kick hard, would he have to. He had wondered how she had thought to defeat him with a dagger, which would be one of the first questions he'd ask her. But there were a few other questions he wanted to ask her first. Good evening, Mirelle. He said, the smile on his lips not forced, and capable of staying there. Slept well? He looked at her, then chuckled. Honestly, what did you think to win by attacking me? There was absolutely no way you could win from me, not with your arms bound and without your magic. Even with your magic I doubted you would even have been able to beat me. You know, If you tell me some things I'd like to know, I could give you the chance to fight me, and I'd let you go if you would be able to beat me.
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

Mirelle grimaced, stretching out her toes in a desperate attempt to alleviate the pressure upon her shoulders and the metal cutting into her wrists. Your death or mine. The words were strained, as the young woman squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, trying to clear the dull thudding in her head. You will get nothing from me...I won't help you destroy my home.. She twisted slightly, hands creeping up to grasp the chains attached to the shackles about her wrist. An idea sparked within her mind, her shackles had been changed, perhaps these were not as restrictive as the others had been. Summoning what strength she had, Mirelle uttered the quietest of whispers, eyes opening swiftly to fix upon the cave wall behind her captor. If her magic was free to work, a vine-like tendril would erupt from the wall and encircle itself about his neck tightly before dragging him backward. If not, well her magic would rebound upon her.
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

Please, I wouldn't have gone through the trouble to let my men take you alive to just kill you when you tried to fight me. The man said. When she tried to grasp the chains they only pulled tighter on her body, straining it. How can you be so sure of that? You know enough about magic that you should know you can use it in many ways, some used for fighting, some for torture, some for completely different things. The man said, and was prepared to use some on her. Then suddenly he felt a vine around his neck, but so did she. It was stil in effect, but less strong, so that everything she'd do would partly go where she wanted, and partly not. Unluckily for her with her it would immediately close her neck up nearly completely, as her body couldn't move backwards, leaving her only capable of breathing light breaths and speaking with pain. He himself had been dragged a few feet backwards before he had grabbed the vine, his hands immediately scorching it, letting it retract back into the wall. He walked back over to her, the vine still around her neck, painfully, and said If you don't want to pass out again, beg me to stop it. If you don't, you'll wake up somewhere way worse then before.
Thread: The Witch's Tear [cevl and Magi_Monk]

Eyes widened in horror as she felt the vine encircle her neck and pull taunt, mirroring the one that curled about her captor's, a pained strangled gasp escaped her as her oxygen was nearly entirely cut off. She did not have the strength to maintain the enchantment, nor did she wish to as her neck began to bruise. As fire consumed the vine about her captor's neck, Mirelle began to panic. The lack of oxygen caused her lungs to strain desperately to draw in air which only made her more and more breathless. Go...to... Her fingers twitched, vision slowly beginning to darken.
Thread: Seeking M X F, or F X F for a few plots and some fandoms

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Thread: Calling all Programmers?

Do you know how to do coding? Would you like to help out on the site? Right now I'm just curious to see who might be able to help out, so let me know by posting in here on what you can do. Thanks! -Hahvoc
Thread: Calling all Programmers?

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Thread: Looking to spin a few plots [ONLY THE LITERATE NEED APPLY]

I prefer stories driven by plot, sex gentle to pseudo-rape. I enjoy complicated relationships, violence bordering on sadism, loads of drama are encouraged, along with kinks, power struggles, masterxslave play,strong willed females to be broken, submissive females.This is really just the tip of the iceberg, but I feel you can gather a general understanding from what I have thus far. Click to expand... This is perfect. My characters fight like there's no tomorrow, I love kinks, and nothing bothers me.
Thread: Looking to spin a few plots [ONLY THE LITERATE NEED APPLY]

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Thread: Girls With Guns (A Dom searching for partners)

If you want I'd like a western rp perhaps some fun with a bandit leader and her lasso.
Thread: Girls With Guns (A Dom searching for partners)

I have Patricia Wilika , who can be a Navy SEAL or a mercenary, depending on whether you mind the former zombie portion. If you do, then the roleplay would take place earlier in her history, while she's serving aboard the USS Enterprise. first nuclear supercarrier, still in service, and the longest. I also have Micah Brewster , who can be a soldier, secret agent, or assassin. I would prefer to play him with all his Triad history, even if we don't keep the personal traits. Be warned, in either case, I know my guns and tactics, and may linger on them.
Thread: Girls With Guns (A Dom searching for partners)

Hi there, i am new here, and, i have been looking for a woman, who would be willing to play DOm, for a plot i had in mind, may i PM you?
Thread: Girls With Guns (A Dom searching for partners)

AndJusticeForAll1988 said Hi there, i am new here, and, i have been looking for a woman, who would be willing to play DOm, for a plot i had in mind, may i PM you? Click to expand... Sure, PM away.
Thread: Girls With Guns (A Dom searching for partners)

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Thread: "Daddy, Don't Stop!" M/M

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I would like to try some of these with you however, I am a sub and not sure if your a dom or not.
Thread: Robotech [Seeking F / story-based or smut] - CLOSED

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Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Born and raised in middle-income family in the suburbs. Often troubled with fitting in due to her introverted personality and overly cautious tendencies, she made few friends and often worried that her existence was of even less consequence than that of an annual flower. After graduating high school, things did not get much better for her as her family was generally lacking in support due to financial troubles after her father was laid off from his job. On the way back home from work after the late afternoon shift she could feel a presence behind her, but at the moment she thought she was just being paranoid... As soon as she turned the corner toward her house she discovered how wrong she had been to lower her guard. Her mouth was covered, and then she was blindfolded, and tied, then thrown in the trunk of a car, She couldn't know, she had just been kidnapped into the Chinese prostitution trade, and would soon be on a boat headed for China and Taiwan. As the boat stopped for supplies she saw her chance for escape, and slipping away as the drunk crew slept. not knowing where she was, and needing a safe place to sleep, she slipped into the hold of a fishing vessel and curled up to sleep. She woke the next morning to the sounds of diesel engines starting. For Bob Mackie it was just the first day of another 2 month fishing trip. He had loaded the boat the night before, and had her rigged and ready to go. He was up early and off to the dock. He climbed aboard the boat and started her twin diesels, letting them warm up. Little did he know he had more than just cargo aboard. He cast off lines and headed out to sea.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

A young woman lay curled upon empty sacking, concealed behind a number of crates and boxes of supplies. Huddled into as tight a foetal position as was possible, the girl had drawn her knees up to her chest and wrapped arms about them. The position looked entirely too uncomfortable to allow sleep, but clearly the girl needed the rest far more than she needed the comfort. Flame red hair tumbled about her shoulders and back, partially concealing the pale freckled face of the slumbering female. Her slender arms and feet were bare clothing lost in her abduction and transport, wrists raw from where they had been bound, delicate fingers curled tightly against her palms into firm little fists, and smooth brow furrowed deeply as she slept. The clothing that remained upon her slim frame were a pair of worn jeans and two, yes two, tank tops one on top of the other - the first white and the second a soft pink, though it was rather grubby now considering all that had happened. Call centre work hardly had a dress code. Suddenly the girl's eyes snapped open, startling emerald green irises revealed to the world and she pushed herself upright hurriedly. What was that noise? That vibrating? She glanced around hurriedly before scrambling to her feet rapidly only to topple back down onto the sacking as her vision swirled and the floor tilted with the movement of the boat. Resorting to crawling on her hands and knees, Elyse made her way out from behind the crates, peeking toward the stairs that led up above decks. She bit down upon her lower lip and ducked back, setting her back against the crate and drawing her knees back up to her chest, trying to summon the courage to venture outside.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Bob looked out over the azure blue water of the bay, as the powerful twin diesels churned the water behind the boat and drove it relentlessly out to sea. He loved the first day of a fishing trip it would be almost 2 months before he sought land again, but after two weeks of home he was more than ready. The water again. His bronzed body was dressed as it usually was in only a pair of cut off Levi's. In the warm weather of the South Pacific, there was little need of any other clothing once one skin had become accustomed to the bright sun, which it happened long ago in his case. The hard work of fishing had toned his 6 foot, 170 pound frame, and the muscles rippled on his shoulders and torso. His Sandy hair topped the chiseled features of his face, and he looked at the world through piercing blue eyes. After running for nearly an hour, and consuming almost 400 worth of diesel, Bob slowed the engines to and idle, and went below to get his fishing gear as he opened the hatch, the bright light fell on the tiny woman huddled against the crate just inside. What are you doing here? He asked. Come up out of there, he said. He took her by the hand, and pulled her out into the bright sun. You do realize that you will be here now for two months, there's no way for me to get you back to shore.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Elyse's eyes scrunched shut as light suddenly poured down through the hatch, illuminating the hold and revealing her hiding place. She had no desire to come out of there, in fact she shuffled further away from the man or at least would have done had her hand not been seized and her slender form was pulled out onto the deck. Twisting sharply, the girl tried to tug her hand free of his grasp, crying out in discomfort as his fingers rubbed against her raw wrist. Let go! Let go of me!! She stumbled backward, having somehow wrenched herself free, edging further and further away from the stranger. Only when she was satisfied that she was a safe distance away did she sweep her surroundings with an uneasy glance and upon finding nothing but sea returned her gaze to the sandy haired man, careful to back away should he advance.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Bob was half amused, and half annoyed at the young woman's presence. He hadn't been teasing her, she in fact had nowhere to go, and even if he had wanted to there was no way that he could afford the diesel fuel it would take to return her to shore, and in the seas no patrol boats of any kind operated, and rarely did he see other vessels. By stowing away, she had in essence trapped herself with him for the next two months. Fortunately he had plenty of food and supplies to feed her along with himself. Bob never went to sea without much more than he needed. One never knew what kind of surprises might be encountered in these waters. This however, was far beyond anything he had expected. There is no point in running, he said. There's nowhere to run to. You are 65 miles from the nearest island, and these waters are filled with sharks. I doubt you would last an hour if you tried to swim. My name is Bob, and I hope we can be friends, because if not, this will be a miserable stripped for the both of us. He leaned against the pilothouse and crossed his arms across his chest, and waited to see what the young woman would do. He had nothing to fear from her as he was easily twice her size. He hoped that she could see that he did not have bad intentions for her, and would calm down and talk to him.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Elyse could see that what he was saying was the truth, there was no where to go, no where to run to. Wrapping both slender arms about her body as she now took a moment to take in the man in front of her. He was much taller and stronger than her, neither of which comforted the girl in the least. A small shiver travelled down her spine despite the warmth of the sun, eyeing the horizon again as if to double check that there was indeed no land in sight. Trapped, trapped again. Slinding down onto the dock, she hugged her knees to her chest, glancing about herself uncertainty. What was she to do now? Biting down upon her lower lip, she leant her forehead against her knees, huddled there on the deck.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

Bob watched her but only for a moment. Well ma'am you have stowed away on an active fishing vessel and I have work to do the do your best to stay out of the way please. Bob went below and started bringing up fishing tackle and laying it out on the deck. He knew the routine well and his hand was practiced letting out the long line he started attaching books and baiting them one by one hundreds of them is a ran over roller off the Stern. Once the 500th book hit the water he threw a large float overboard marking his line. And punched the button on the GPS recording the position. Turning to the young woman still cuddled on the deck he said you look hungry and I'm guessing you'd like a shower. I'd be happy to offer you both, but you're going to have to trust me. In point of fact you don't have much choice. There is no one else around, and without me you're going to die out here. As I said before this can be a very long voyage if we can't be friends. He left her and turned to go down to the galley and put a pot of coffee he hadn't had time to get a cup before he left. He took out some bacon sliced it and started cooking it. It wasn't long before it's delicious smell worked its way up out of the galley and onto the deck. He stuck his head up and asked are you sure you're not hungry?
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

She stayed where she was the entire time he set up his line, though she raised her head to watch after some time had passed, watching the rhythm of the fisherman baiting each hook before casting it out along the line. Her stomach growled at the very mention of food, Elyse tightening her grip upon her knees as the stranger told her yet again that she had little choice but to trust him. As he disappeared from sight, she eyed the galley entrance, soon enough drawing in deep lungfuls of the appetising aroma of bacon. I...I am a little... She replied quietly and finally uncurled her arms from about her knees, carefully unfolding herself and rising to her feet. Elyse approached cautiously, watching Bob warily as she approached him. Just out with arms reach, she paused, her shorter slimmer stature dwarfed by his. There she stood, silently, until he moved to provide her entrance before making her way back down into the boat.
Thread: Fisherman's Luck (Wolvenrogue and Avandris)

I'm glad you changed your mind. I wouldn't want you getting sick on me, and we have plenty of food. Bob cracked six eggs into a skillet, add a little milk and scrambled them up into a nice fluffy bundle. He put three pieces of bacon and a large scoop of eggs onto a plate, and handed it to her with a fork. Sit down and eat he said as he handed her a steaming cup of coffee and then filled his own plate before sitting down across the table from her. As I said before my name is Bob would you mind sharing yours. I'd rather not call you hey you for the next two months. Bob it is breakfast and waited patiently for her to answer.