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Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

John entered the auction like it was any other auction. However this was not a Norma auction this was a slave auction girls were being brought on stage one after another to be sold to their new masters. One after another he waited till he saw the right girl for what he wanted. Chris sat for hours waiting for the right girl. He was getting frustrated not seeing his perfect toy. He wanted something simple nothing to crazy he kist wanted to force her into a life that he had already had envisioned for her. As he waited he walked around looking at everyone trying to see if he could just buy one of the girls that was already auctioned off. He eventually want back to his seat and waited patiently again.
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April kept shaking her head, her eyes still 34 closed due to the drug she was given.....when? minutes ago? hours?? and by who?....all she could remember was walking out from a Starbucks and.....yeah, that's it....a van.... then everything went dark, both in vision and recollection. She remembered flashes...someone wearing a black hood, her clothes coming off... She looked around. April found herself in a semi darkened empty room, empty except for some kind of raised platform she was on and a large window shaped mirror. She was nude, a large rubber ball wedged in her mouth. She was hogtied, laying on her side so her tits and pussy was facing the window...the blonde beauty struggled, pulling at the ropes, not aware that all it was doing was to further arouse the buyers. Yes, buyers. On the other side of the window---a one way mirror---was a handful of potential buyers. The auctioneer pointed at the girl. what we have now for your purchasing and viewing pleasure is a 23 year old blonde, measurements recently taken is 37-25-35. She has no piercings or tattoos. She is a fresh capture, just recently taken..... The auctioneer pressed a button and a door opened next door in the room. A man in black leather approached the struggling blonde, only serving to make her more frantic. The man roughly slapped her on the ass and flipped her onto her belly, her legs bent back toward her ass, hands bound, the rope connecting the two together. as you can see, she has a perfectly shaped ass, he continued. As they all watched the hogtied, nude and gagged girl struggle, the bidding started......
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

John saw the young blonde and decide she would be his. As the bidding start he waited to see what the value of her was. Surprisingly it was low they were only asking a starting value of 1,000 he smiled and raised his paddle 1,500 he shouted. He smiled as the Auction finished he had finally gotten his own slave. He was told to wait as they prepared her for him to take home. He happily agreed and packed back an forth in excitement.
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April of course couldn't hear anything in the other room. The hooded man returned, picked her up and carried her out of the room. As they left, April just barely caught the sight of another girl being dragged onto the raised platform. She wondered if the girl would suffer the same fate.... In another room, a pet carrier, the size used to transport large dogs lay on the floor, the cage door open. MMMMMMPH!!!! April moaned in protest as the man pushed her into the cage, still hogtied and gagged. I hope you enjoy your enslavement bitch, the man snarled as he closed and locked the cage....it rattled as she fought inside, just enough space inside for her to stay exactly as she was.....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

John was excites to bring home his new slave and test her out. He waited as they brought a dog carries with his new toy. This is April your new slave congratulations on ha inf her. The man said as he pushed the caged towards John. Thank you she will have a good time as a slave to me. He said moving the carrier to his car. John loaded her up into his bad seat and drove home. When he got home he brought her inside to the basement where he already had the things laid out ready to use.
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April shook and rattled the cage....humiliating enough to be naked, gagged, tied up and on display for a batch of lecherous men, but this!! a rubber ball in her mouth like the proverbial apple in a pig's mouth..... MMMMMMPH!.....MMMMMMMPH!!! She shook the cage and moaned all the way to wherever they were headed. After what seemed like hours, they finally arrived at the man's house. April was pulled out of her cage, her hands still bound but the rope connecting her wrists to her feet were cut. With her ankles still bound, she was forced to bunny hop naked and gagged, the man holding on to her bound wrists. They made their way downstairs to a basement. The man opened the door and April's eyes popped open wide....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

Welcome to your new home April he said pushing into the basement without a care for what happened to her. He smiled as he slowly walked down the few stairs that where there. First things first you need a collar he said as he got a leash and collar and attsched them to her. He untied hwr wrists but quickly retied them in front of her he then tied her wrists to the rope tieing hwr legs up. Your first task is to learn to crawl like the animal you are going to become. He said as he stood across the room being a whip.
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

The room was scary, like something out of a horror tale. It truly was a dungeon, complete with rope, chains, whips and other devices April could hardly identify. Through her gag she tried to ask for release but moaning and gurgling sounds were all that came out. A collar was locked around her neck and a leash attached......she was forced down on the cold floor.....no sooner was her wrists untied then they were brought in front of her and re tied. Basically, she was now in a sort of hogtied position again but on all fours, a rope connecting her hands to her feet tucked under her. April sat there, crying and sobbing.....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

Get over here now he yelled cracking the whip trying to get her attention. Trust me its in your best interest he chuckled as he oaced back and forth waiting for her to move her sexy body over to him
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April sobbed hysterically....she tried to comply but the way she was now tied, she could only crawl a few feet at a time....it took forever to get to him, her massive tits swaying as she crawled.....she could only hope her ordeal would be a short one....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

He laughed as she tried to craw to him. Oh till you learn to crawl I won't untie you he said as she slowly made her way to him. He stared at her massive tits as they sang beneath her as she crawled. If you plan to be relased you are wrong I own you, what I decide fr your life is mine choice now he said when she reached him finally. Now for the next task he said smirking. He removed the regular collar and put on a shock collar. I will untie you, if you try to run you will be shocked and only worse things will come he said
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April was within a couple feet of him but he appeared impatient with her progress. She never felt so humiliated, embarrassed....the idea that she was no longer a free woman, but an owned fuck toy..... April tried her best to sit in a pain free position but it was difficult. She stayed in place, waiting to have the collar locked around her neck. Of course she hated the prospect, but maybe, just maybe, she could still escape once she was untied....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

He cut the ropes around her legs and arms she was now able to move freely. He held up a remote see this, try anything and I shock you he said as he bscked further a away from her. Ok April now you will crawl to me again, this time keel your head up looking at me, oh and be faster he said when he was in position.
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

This was the break April was looking for. She stayed in position until he cut the ropes loose..... She sprang up and made a run for the basement door..... MMMMMMPH!!!!....MMMMMMMMPG!!!! April screamed through the gag as she yanked on the locked doorknob, pulling frantically, banging on the door. Someone would hear her.....somebody MUST......
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

He waited for her to get to the door before hitting the button send shocks through out her body. He watched as she fell to the ground in pain and eventually passing out. I told you it would be worse if you did that he said picking her up and restraining her into a machine. He arms and legs were bound to the roof and the floor she was spread open so he had access to all of her holes. What to do, I think I'll wait for you to wake up so I can hear you scream and beg me he said laughing as he pulled up a chair and waited for her to wake up
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

Suddenly, a pain shot through her body and she dropped to the floor with a thud. It was worse than a person being tazed.....the current shot down from her neck to her toes in an instant...... It was better for April to be still knocked out as she was picked up and brought over to a cage of some sort, her ankles and wrists tied to the roof, hanging down, all her openings accessible. How long she was out, she didn't know. April thought it was just a bad dream, a nightmare but then she fully awoke. She found herself looking down and all 4 limbs were secured. Still gagged, she grew frantic, groaned loudly and began to struggle.....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

John sat there watching as she woke up with a horrified look on her face. I told you it would get worse if you didnt listen he said standing up examining the girls beautiful body. Hmm which to use first April....maybe ill find a way to stretch you open he said looking at hwr
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

April shook, twisted and struggled but it was no use....she was hanging, spread apart and oh, so vulnerable.....she moaned loudly, writhing and contorting.....when the man said he planned to stretch her open only served to struggle more.....her tits hung down, her dark brown nipples aiming downwards.....
Thread: Slave Auctions (DangerousDanielle2/Orms)

John looked over April ibe last time before going to get some nipple clamps that hard chains attached to them. See these? He asked holding them up. I'm going to stretch your tits first give you an improvised boob job he said laughing as he attached the clamps letting the chains hang to the floor
Thread: Weapons of Lust.

A different kind of Alien story. Earth has been invaded by creatures, living weapons that feed off the sexual nature of humans. They disguise themselves as weapon of various sizes, they seek the companionship of humans as they face off an enemy that had preyed upon them for eons. The weapons, or as they call themselves 'Armatoires' are a race of beings from a galaxy thirty light years away from Earth. They can have human like forms bu their true forms are that of weapons, guns, swords, anything. They were hunted by an enemy called the Len metal eaters that can eat through any metallic surface, they see them as a delicacy due to how a Armatoire's blood is entirely composed of liquid metal. By themselves the Armatoire cannot reach past the limit of their power, yet the arousal, lust from a human partner allows them to reach a high level of power. Armatoire's are highly sexual and almost nymphodic, but they are picky when it comes to partners and that is why they settled on Earth with the hopes of vanquishing their enemy for good with the humans help. Armatoire's love nothing more than companionship, wishing to be wielded by a loving hand and so imprint on a human of their choosing.
Thread: Weapons of Lust.

---------------Rules------------- I should put these here first. 1. No godmodding. 2. Light is a light action rp as in there will be little scuttles here and there but no bloody deaths or anything. 3. At least a paragraph response. At most a paragraph is sentences. but other wise not much limits to how much you can write, just enough for your partner to respond to. 4. Ask the other players permission if you wish to partner up with them.
Thread: Weapons of Lust.

A few meters off the coast of Japan came the roar of hover jets, the sight of a large mech towering over the horizon. The mech was heavily damaged and it only made a few meters toward the city before it was bathed in a strange light. Revealing a ruffed up buxom girl once the light dissipated. Error..malfunction..repairs incomplete.. she muttered to herself as she walked right next to a building and sat down in front of it. Leaning against the wall as she tried to collect herself
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Bumping to show I'm still around, eager for PMs with ideas
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Bump! Updated with a new idea, Polar Procreation!
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Bumping with a new idea, Temple of Pleasure! Gotta love some delicious demon fun
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Still around 3 Send me ideas
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Looking for some good ideas!
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Still around and open for ideas
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

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Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Back from a long absence! Looking to do some new stuff, craving some post apocalyptic stuff!
Thread: Short, 1-3 Scene , Smut-Driven Plots

Updated with some new goodies!
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Thread: Him Again - Deja Vu (Raivh and AndNich123)

Outside the window of the plane was a wall of dark gray clouds. Lightning flashed, and he could feel the aircraft shift and rattle. An infant three rows up cried, the sound of its little voice was broken and terrified as the plane seemed to suddenly drop twenty or more feet. Turbulence didn't bother him. He was used to much worse when he was leaping out of planes for a landing, instead of coming into a civilian airport. To him, this was just like riding a roller coaster as a kid. It was almost fun. Shifting in his seat, he glanced to his right at the woman next to him. Her nails were digging into the armrests of her seat, eyes pinched closed. A snide smirk spread across his lips. Women were weak, frail little things. The intercom pinged, and he directed his attention back to the window. He barely heard the attendant giving an update on their arrival. They would be landing any moment now, and the runway was wet. Once on land, he shoved past the woman that had been his seat partner, snagged his luggage, and got off the plane quickly. The airport was loud. Flights were being delayed or canceled because of the storm that had rolled in while he and his flight were still airborne. People sat huddled close together in the groupings of chairs at different gates as he passed by. Some snored away while others talked on phones or kept their nose down in some book. He could see his mother and father as he approached the baggage claim. His mother had tears streaming down her cheeks, a broken smile on her face. His father stood tall, shoulders back there wasn't even a hint of a smile on his face. Ian looked like his father. Broad shoulders, a wide chest, narrow hips, and a strong jaw. The only real difference between them was the aged look of his father's face, their hair, and their eyes. Ian had inherited his mother's brown hair and brown eyes over the red hair and blue eyes of his father. Grabbing his duffle bag from the conveyor belt, he strode over to his parents and stopped three feet away. His expression was like ice, cold and unwavering. His father was the first to step toward him, quiet and still without a smile. He reached his hand out toward his son, and Ian reached back. A handshake was the only exchange between the two, and then his mother broke forward and wrapped her arms tight around her son. Ian stood there, allowing her to embrace him, but he didn't return the hug. When he'd had enough, he said, Alright, mother, that's enough. Let's go. I'm tired and I'm hungry. Evelynn, Ian's father said from behind them as he approached the two and took his wife around the shoulders. The keys are in your purse. Oh! She exclaimed, reaching in and fishing out the keys as Ian walked a few paces away and stopped. She placed the keys in her husbands large, calloused hand, and the two followed behind Ian. As Ian's mother chattered away behind him, Ian strode onward and out the doors, across the crosswalk and into the parking lot. His mind was on one thing and one thing only. Her.
Thread: Him Again - Deja Vu (Raivh and AndNich123)

It was a beautiful day. The temperature here wasnt too hot. It was one of the main reasons she moved up north. The temperatures in the south were blistering during the summer. Up here it seemed more calm, serene. Having heard the stories about the big cities being full of people who simply didnt care about one another, Callie opted for a smaller town. They still had some of the big city perks without the nasty drawbacks. It seemed like the perfect slice of heaven. Here she had friends, an apartment, even a job that she actually liked. She worked at a local floral shop learning the trade. Here she also grew to know the people within the town. Its easy to do when theyre constantly coming in wanting flowers for various occasions. This was also where she went to college. It was her dream college. Odd statement to make when youre talking about a college in the middle of nowhere. The sports team here wouldnt be gracing the covers of any magazines anytime soon, and the tv channels wouldnt be featuring them either. That was okay. There was a festival in the spring to get people out and meeting any newcomers. They also had a festival in the summer around the fourth of July. There were fireworks, and everyone brought something to eat. A local fair would roll into town. There would be rides and fair cuisine for those brave enough to mix the two. It was small enough to almost be a southern town, but they had the advantages of a big city in some ways. The college she attended, for example. There was only a couple of bars and one night club. The weekend scene was busy there, and she actually enjoyed going. There was a time in her life when she didnt think she would. There was a time in her life when she didn't think anything good would ever happen. Now she was active, going places, enjoying life with her roommates. The festival was in town again, and it was close to her birthday. She would be spending time tonight there, amid the rides, lights, sounds, and smells of the season. It was a happy time for her. They were doing a special tribute to service men this year. All donations would go to help the Wounded Warrior program. Callie had saved up some money to give them. Perhaps this would help. Her conscious nagged at her, willing her to save for this cause. Maybe this would finally put the last of the demons that plagued her to rest. She was dressed in her best sun dress. White with various flowers, it flowed around her knees. Before she would never have worn such a dress. Straps revealed her bare shoulders. They were tan now. Once she was as white as a ghost, her pale skin nearly glowing. Now she proudly showed her curves and tan, toned skin. Slipping on her sandals, Calling turned to her buzzing phone. Upon inspection, she noticed the call was from her mother. Rolling her eyes, she then laughed. It could wait. Certainly it couldnt be anything important.
Thread: Looking for female subs*Craving Zelda botw rp.*

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Thread: (Scion: The Mists of Goldengate) Prelude 1: A Healthy Dose of Coruption

May 1st, 2017 Sacramento, California Home of Jennifer O'Sadb I love Beltane. Mellisa Fox--whom Jenifer knew from their work together to be actaully named Mara--said to Richard Benet, the buxom redhead massaging the young councilman's knee. Beltane, Miss Fox? Richard inquired, taking a slight sip on his wine glass. Is that... he cocked his head thoughtfully, A Celtic holiday on May First? Richard was the councilman for District Five, a thirty year old progressive. Word was, Jenifer had heard from her father, that he was disturbingly resistant to traditional political corruption, and his idealism was disturbing certain balances of power that allowed things to get done. Mara gave him a little smile, continuing her slow seduction. Have you studied Mayday celebrations in Victorian Britain? Such a prudish era, but human passions--like all the best part of the human spirit--are not easily put down. Traditional fertility symbols slipped their way into the most innocent customs. Are you familiar with the maypole dance? Mara's hand finally started to gravitate up Richard's leg, just a little. The councilman's skin was tingly from the caress. Young women circling a hawthorne pole, wrapping it with colorful ribbons. Occasionally one of the onlookers would think to himself that it really looked rather phallic. But that couldn't be the intention of such an Innocent custom, could it?
Thread: (Scion: The Mists of Goldengate) Prelude 1: A Healthy Dose of Coruption

Jennifer smirked, seated almost in pride of place, her legs crossed at the knee as she leaned back against the back of the recliner, her fingers flicking over her phone as she sent a message to her dear sister. Setting the phone aside, she smiled brightly, and leaned over slightly toward the couch. Now, now, Mellisa. I'm sure the councilman is educated enough to know that the May Day celebrations - better known as Beltane - go back for centuries, to ancient Greece and beyond, in fact! She smiled, and leaned back in her seat again. And while yes, they never really died... That's not what this party is for! 'Not entirely at least,' she finished the thought mentally, and snagged a bottle as it passed by on a tray. Please, both of you, enjoy yourself, everyone else is! she said, rising from her seat with absolutely no sign of the six or seven bottles she's already downed, and moved to the table where the pizza was piled, snagging another slice of pepperoni, mushroom, and feta, her favorite, knowing that her message was being delivered to her sister at this very moment, and with any luck, she'd be able to set her sister up with one of the eligible bachelors or bachelorettes here in the room. It was, after all, her mother's prerogative to play matchmaker. 'Heidi, like me, you've dealt with the grief of our mother's death in your own way. But I think tonight we should spend some time together. I've got plenty of munchies and liquor, and I'll order a couple of double extra larges from that pizza place you love so much. No need to knock, just walk right in. Look forward to seeing you! Don't be late!'