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Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix He could have pushed the issue, but, his sweet words were failing him she was not taking well to his flattery. Then there was the temptation of seeing her mansion after the festivities were done and she was no longer needed. Well, that would be something I could not refuse, Lady Grey. He bowed his head gently to the woman. It would be an honour I would almost beg for. A soft tease. Though I am a little disappointed. A frown played at his lips though with that reflection in his eyes it was obvious it was playful. He wasn't affected by the disdain she had shown or the look in her eyes, it would not begin to slow him down. I am sure they could survive without you. I have more than enough men to cover for you if you were to accompany me for this party. He turned on his heel slightly as if to start walking away from her. But, I guess it cannot be helped. I'll have to just imagine what it would be like to have a conversation with someone with intelligence waiting for the moment you are free.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix Well, that would be something I could not refuse, Lady Grey, the Prince said. He dipped his head. It would be an honor I would almost beg for. Beg... The thought pleased her perverted little soul. Lady Grey raised an eyebrow. Oh, I know you will. Though I am a little disappointed, the Prince continued. A mock frown teased at his lips. I am sure they could survive without you. I have more than enough men to cover for you if you were to accompany me for this party. But... He turned on his heel, making as if to walk away. ...I guess it cannot be helped. I'll have to just imagine what it would be like to have a conversation with someone of intelligence waiting for the moment you are free. A wicked smile tugged at her lips. Not for long... she murmured. With that, she turned heel and strutted away before he could reply, swinging her hips at him as she left. Then a considerably less attractive figure filled his vision that of his steward, Sir Wilson. Your highness? I was thinking about acquiring a slave on your behalf...
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix She was already moving away he didn't have time to speak only stare as she swung those hips taunting him. Damn that woman was going to be fun to crack. A wicked smile on his lips as he finally turned away from his position walking off to mingle with the crowds that had gathered to celebrate. Oh this was going to get dull rather quickly. Grey had ruined any fun he could have had by drawing his desire and keeping his mind distracted. He couldn't even think about the women here that was gathered for him. Someone pulled Gawain from his thoughts and he turned to Wilson frowning. Gawain really did not enjoy speaking to men, it was worse when they were not easy on the eyes, he took a soft sigh and stared at the man. What? Oh. Right well let's go look at them Sir Wilson. He turned towards the slave pens walking a bit with a quick stride.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix Wilson held up his hand to stop the Prince. I hope you will forgive me, your highness, but I already took the liberty of selecting one for you. After examining all the options, I realized there could be only one slave fit for the future king. She is in your room, awaiting your final judgment. I am confident that you will be thoroughly pleased with her - the girl's strength and attitude are utterly exemplary. He led the Prince up to his tower room and opened the door. Standing in the center of the room was none other than the silver-haired elf he'd seen earlier. She was surprisingly tall, almost as tall as he was, and her beautiful silver tresses seemed to glow and ripple in the candlelight. There was an uncommon gentleness in her eyes, without a hint of guile or distress to be found in them. The girl was surprisingly well-built for an elf, with the kind of toned muscles that one only found in warriors. And she was smiling. Truly, genuinely smiling. Slaves never smiled, especially when they were just bought, and even when they tried, it was always fake. But there was no deception in her face. Somehow, she'd found joy in her lot. Wilson had definitely chosen correctly. The elf girl bowed to her prospective master. I look forward to being of service, she said, her voice musical and unexpectedly deep. To whom do I owe the pleasure? Did she not know who he was?
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix The prince was stopped. His eyebrow raised as he listened to why this man was taking up his time with such a distraction, the only reason he tolerated it this far was because had the man been wrong in his choice and the Prince was not pleased then Gawain was justified in locking him away for a month in prison. His mind toyed with that thought as he followed Wilson. The door opened and the prince stepped through expecting some Mal nourished whimpering little woman hiding in a corner. As he prepared the punishment for Wilson he caught the sight of who he had bought, it sent Gawain for a bit of a loop. There was the slave standing there with eyes that were not broken and she was waiting for a smile like she was thankful for being here. Was she damaged in the head? Wasn't this the woman who would not submit or bow her head? Had a fire he caught sight of when he arrived? While his thoughts were still on the lady Grey he would find hinself admiring her. She was a bit more toned then the other women he was used to but that did not diminish her beauty. I uh... thank you Wilson. You will not be needed... He dismissed the man keeping his eyes on the elf. He stepped to the woman circling her like a shark looking over every inch of her body. I am the Son of the King, Gawain. You will call me master. He said firmly regaining his composure after the initial shock of the situation.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix Wilson gave Gawain a wink and exited the room. The girl watched the prince circle her and examine every part of her body. When he had finsihed, he straightened and said, I am the son of the King, Gawain. You will call me Master. She dipped her head and replied, Very well, Gawain . You will call me Gwen. I'll call you Master if anyone other than you is present. That amused twinkle in her eye said she knew dam well what she was doing calling him by his first name. Still, she was making it hard to be angry by smiling at him so warmly. Gwen clasped her hands and gazed with such eagerness into his eyes. So what are we waiting for? Could you please show me around so I can get started? It was as if she'd waited her whole life to become a slave at his palace...
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix Very well, Gawain Did this slave really just... oh his blood light up like it was on fire! Never before had any slave had the gull to pull that sort of stunt. In the past if there was a look that was given wrong the woman would have been hung from an archway squirming as the air and life escaped her! He stood infront of her now with fiery eyes, but, he did not call for guards for her to be executed. He was finding there was an inner struggle. Every instinct said have her killed or atleast stripped and flogged until there was no flesh on her back left. You know Gwen , he started with a dark tone in his voice. I should have you killed for that tone. You and every slave that came in the batch you rode in with.... he raised his hand striking her cheek with a firm slap but that would be all she would get. Turning his back to her and walking towards the door. Come along then. What was with this woman? He felt himself starting to like her...admire that spirit.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix You know, Gwen , the Prince began, taking a darker tone, I should have you killed for that tone. You and every slave that came in the batch you rode in with. He slapped her. Strangely, it didn't leave a mark, not even a patch of redness. Gwen was still smiling, but the amusement had left her eyes. His threat had gotten to her, though she wasn't letting on whether it was the threat on her life or on the lives of the other slaves. At least she was still making an effort to be cheerful. Gawain turned and made for the door. Come along then. Yes, Master! came the spritely reply. She fell in step behind him as he led her through the palace, showing her all the places she'd need to know about to do her job. Wherever they went, she sang out merry greetings to everyone they passed. She paused at kitchens and laundry rooms to study them in greater detail, and she politely averted her eyes when passing strategically sensitive areas. Once they finished the tour, they returned to the Prince's room. I think this is going to be a very productive stay, she concluded. Then, unexpectedly, she raised her hand to his face... ...and gently stroked his cheek. Her smile vanished, replaced by the solemn gaze of someone far older. You will need help where you're going, Prince Gawain of Aralon, and I came here to walk with you every step of the way. Treat me as you will, but know that when you are battered and broken, you have an ally in me. The gentle caress of her fingers vanished when she left the room.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix He couldn't figure it out. Why was this woman so cheerful? Her life was going to be hell, she was a slave, she had no future amd a play thing for his amusement! How could she maintain herself so well? Cheerfully greeting everyone she mrt. Why was this bothering him so much? She was just a slave! Back in the room he turned to face her and that was when her hand raised, he expected to be struck for what he had threatened before or atleast her returning the slap he gave her. His left hand behind him, gripping a hidden dagger on his belt. He never drew it though, then her touch struck his cheek he was left silenced. Unable to move. Eyes wide as he stared at Gwen, heart stopped then pounder within his chest. The feeling brought out was nothing he could describe. Such warmth and kindness never shown to him before. The feeling in his chest made him miss her words or miss what their meaning. What? He said getting a strained breath out. He rushed out of the room after her grabbing her wrist stopping her. What was going on with him? Why was he acting.this way over a slave? .....you are my personal slave....you will stay in my room. Until you have a place to sleep...stay in my bed. He said more like an sorder trying to maintain the cold master persona.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix Gwen jolted to a halt when Gawain grabbed her wrist. You are my personal slave... he breathed, ...you will stay in my room. Until you have a place to sleep... he paused, considering his options. ...stay in my bed. Without breaking his grip, she twisted her restrained hand to take his arm too. Gwen whipped her head around to face him, a cocky grin on her lips. Why, don't you want any supper? I haven't cooked with an oven for almost a hundred and fifty years. A girl gets a little rusty after all that time, so I have to get in my practice if I'm to impress my new Master. Her grin widened. Oh, and I'm not sleeping in your bed. Goodness knows what guys like you do in there every night. Don't you worry about me. I got this. She shot him a wink, wrested free of his grip, and bounded away to the kitchen.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix It was annoying, that cocky smile of hers, yet at the same time it was something that brought out a smile on his face. A dark little whisper in the back of his mind telling him she had to be using some spell or charm to sway him, that cruel nature of his trying to keep him in that place not wanting this new influence to set him on becoming kinder. Guys like you? His face turned slightly red as he pondered what she meant by that. H-Hey! I will have you know that my bed linens are the cleanest in the kingdom! He called out after her, she was making him squirm far to easily. You better cook something worthwhile! Otherwise I will have you face the lash! He shouted despite the threat he was fighting a smile on his lips. Well now he was unsure of what he should be doing next. He turned on his heel wandering down the tower making his way towards the librbary. Between Gwen and Lady Grey he had no reason to return. To the festivities to meet another to spice up the night, plus they had to be ending right? That's when his mind flashed. Lady Grey! He had forgotten about her offer, he made his way with a quickened pace to go back to find her.
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix He could hear Gwen laughing all the way to the kitchen. Now, to meet Lady Grey. A quick perusal of the maps showed her mansion to be just a few miles away, on the outskirts of the city. When he got there...the place was a veritable castle! Thick stone walls and high turrets formed its structure, and a pair of great iron doors barred entry inside. A central tower rose above the walls and looked down upon the earth around it. Sentries guarded every window and door. A sign next to the iron gates read, Request Entry, and the Gates shall Open. The moment of truth...
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix He rode alone despite some of the protests from some of his retainers, which he completely ignored considering himself to be the best warrior in this kingdom, heading out for the Lady Grey's mansion. He was expecting something a bit large considering she was serving under his father, but, he did not imagine this. Beyond the gates practically a small fortress, he could catch her men stationed in all the proper areas. Was she hiding something? Eyes lowered to the sign. Request Entry, and the Gates shall Open. Well, the thought was absurd! The Prince of this nation did not ask for permission. This would all be his one day so why would he request anything? He scowled softly climbing from his horse, adjusting the blade at his side, his eyes cast around looking someone to ask for entrance or complain too. Maybe there was magic in these gates? Damn he should have brought Meryl along with him. He took a soft breath forsaking pride at this point only because he really wanted to see that woman again, bowing at the waist speaking clearly. I, Prince Gawain, request entrance to see the Lady of this Mansion. More like castle he should have said...
Thread: Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

RE Dominating the Dominatrix I, Prince Gawain, request entrance to see the Lady of the Mansion. There was an echoing crack, followed by a deep groan. The great iron doors grumbled open, and the ray of light shooting out between them became a marble hall. Murals depicting ancient kings and their heroic actions colored the walls. A crimson carpet stretched all the way from the entrance to a great black throne at the other end, its back turned to him so he could not see its occupant. Burly guards dotted the room. Suddenly, the iron gates rumbled shut.
Thread: Needing the weird and freaky! FxAnything

Sent you a PM about possible roleplay. There is a lot in your list that I love, so would to figure out if we can write something fun and wild.
Thread: Team Fortress 2 [ Mercenary Files]

ROLEPLAY CHARACTERS OOC CHAT Limited to two characters per player, please. Your character does not have to be the same gender, nationality, etc as the one from the game and comics. Also make sure that the team and class you want your character to be has not already been taken. If you want to reserve a specific spot then PM me. I'll reserve it for 72 hours but if the form isn't posted by then it will be freed up for other people. RED Scout Open Soldier Open Pyro Open Demoman Open Heavy Open Engineer Open Medic Open Sniper Open Spy Open BLU Scout Open Soldier Open Pyro Miren Hartmann Demoman Open Heavy Open Engineer Open Medic Open Sniper Open Spy Open Slots will be opened up if the roleplayer hasn't posted within the roleplay thread or OOC thread in a month. Required Character Form Name Age Gender Orientation Team Class Brief Description One line minimum or picture link
Thread: Team Fortress 2 [ Mercenary Files]

NAME Miren Hartmann AGE 20 GENDER Female ORIENTATION Bisexual w female preference TEAM Blu CLASS Pyro DESCRIPTION Commissioned artwork, please do not take.
Thread: Lipstick and Nail Polish (Whisper Twice & AnnaBeth Belle)

Jason Sivaslian left the restaurant with his girlfriend, Stacy, on one arm and a Styrofoam box of leftover linguine in the other. They walked the streets of the city together, laughing and joking with each other. As others walked by the couple, it was clear to them that this was a young and eager relationship. Indeed, the two had been together about two months now and it was clear that, while they were falling for each other, they still weren't sure whether they were prepared to take that long plunge. Streetlights shone overhead and a light snow was falling on the two as they walked. They seemed an odd match by silhouette. Jason was a tall man, with broad shoulders, while Stacy was petite with a slight build. Closer up, they differed as well. He had wavy black hair, tan skin, and a boy next door grin. She had red hair, pale, freckled skin, and thick lips to die for. Both of their apartment buildings were in walking distance to the restaurant, but they reached Jason's first. Looking in, he saw he had a package outside his mailbox. His order of multivitamins must have arrived from Amazon. He fidgeted slightly, the dance every man gets before he asks the important question at the end of a date. Do you want to come up, or should I walk you the rest of the way to your apartment?
Thread: Lipstick and Nail Polish (Whisper Twice & AnnaBeth Belle)

Jason watched Stacy go, biting his lip slightly as she did. It was getting really to follow the standard dating timeline with her. She just got him, understood him on a level that most other girls wouldn't. How many other girls would have complained that he was spending hours debating random people on the internet over which supplement to take after a workout? From Jason's experience, every other girl but one. And he had that one. He turned the key in the lock to his building and walked into the lobby, grabbing the package along the way. He sighed at yet another company spelling his Armenian last name wrong as he jogged up the three flights of stairs to his apartment. He lived alone for now, his last roommate had moved out three months ago and he hadn't yet found a replacement. Secretly, though, he'd been seeing how long he could ride out paying all the rent himself until he could ask Stacy to move in with him. He plopped the linguine in the fridge and opened up his package. The bottle itself was unremarkable, but it was the product listing he looked for. He grabbed it and a bottle of Gatorade and plopped himself on the couch, skimming through it and referencing his laptop on occasion. He smiled, everything looked right. He popped open the bottle and dumped two pills in his palm. He glanced at them quizzically. The picture on the internet showed orange pills and these were definitely pink. He shook his head at bad stock photography and washed them down with some Gatorade. That done, it was time for bed. He noticed Stacy's text as he was drifting off. Night love , he texted back and promptly fell asleep.
Thread: Lipstick and Nail Polish (Whisper Twice & AnnaBeth Belle)

Stacy was doing something she hadn't since 9th grade. On the paper in front of her, lit by the standing lamp in the corner and the first muted rays of the pale winter sun, Stacey was writing out her name over and over. Some ornate, some simple, some with hearts and flowers and little vine accents, but her name in all of them. Well, not her name exactly. Not yet. Instead of Stacy Chuloski covering the page it was Stacy Sivaslian. Mrs. Stacy Sivaslian. Stacy Chuloski-Sivaslian. Mrs. Jason Sivaslian even. Later today she was going to buy a copy of Brides and go through it. Oh, it wasn't going to happen soon. He hadn't even proposed but Stacy really thought Jason might in the next few months. Really it was just silly daydreaming, a retreat to when she and her friends used to plan their dream weddings, but it made her feel good and closer to Jason. Maybe she should have spent the night? No, that had been the right choice. Jason, like all boys, sometimes needed his space. He might have made love to her but he'd be really wishing he could obsess - that was the right word - over his new whatever they were pills. It was funny because Jason was the healthiest person she knew and didn't need any help where she had to take birth control and iron pills and carry a- Inhaler. Where was her inhaler? She'd used it last night after the cold air gave her a coughing fit and Jason had held it while she was trying to stand up straight after being bent over... Forcing herself to breathe right and not give herself an asthma attack, Stacy checked her purse and didn't find it. Jason must have it still she thought, not remembering the feel of his hand in her coat pocket as he tucked it away for safety. Well, she had an emergency one in the medicine cabinet so she'd be okay if something happened. It was just irritating. Breathing back under control she stretched and looked out over the view from her apartment. The city looked so pretty, covered in white and with a hazy feel that no Instagram filter could reproduce. Maybe they could go out again today and just be outside. It was so hard with their schedules to just be with each other and not in a restaurant or at a show or at their places. Sometimes she felt the city was passing them by and they didn't know it. Stacy didn't even have any girlfriends in the city, not yet, and so was feeling a little cut off from having fun shopping, or getting tea, or going to get her hair or nails done, or just gossiping with her besties. Few of Jason's friends had girlfriends, he was kind of the shining star of his group, and the ones that they did have didn't click with her. That was okay. So long as she had Jason she didn't need anyone else. A girl needed a guy and she had hers. Stacy poked her phone to life and reread his text. Night love . Did he mean Night, Love or Night Love. As in he was calling her Love or saying he Loved her? It made a difference! With a sigh of exasperation she took a chance on waking him up. Siri, call Jason Do you mean Heart Emoji Jason Heart Emoji Sparkle Sparkle? Yes!