Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Loners (Distain & Sakura)

Jeithen just listened absently shrugging. She didn't mind going home she didn't have any tests and she could always get any notes from Keiko, she'd turned her attention back to him when he'd commented on her getting hurt because of him. I've never been in a fight. I try to ignore things people say about me. Probably part of the reason they call me a baby. She sighed pouting slightly for a brief moment. Why would someone want to fight with me over you? She asked curiously for a moment forgetting the feel of his hand lightly pressed to her cheek smiling softly at the sensation. She turned her head at his comment. Looking at him trying to figure out if he was making a joke or actually wanted to hang out with her. Why would you want to hang out with a kid like me? She asked with a sigh finding herself wanting to make a new friend, and wanting to hang out with Stephen. Sorry I know it makes me sound kinda pitiful but I'm bad at telling when someone's messing around so for the most part I assume they are. But on the off chance you want to hang out with me I don't want to assume. Because i wouldn't mind hanging out with you. She said her shy face slightly hidden behind her pale brown hair.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Yvette came to with a jerk. Her head felt as if it had been split open, and for a moment, she could only lay where she was, totally disoriented and hardly remembering what happened. As the numbness of her ill-induced slumber began to wear off, the pain in her head was growing drastically by the second, as was her memory bank. She remembered she had been horsing around in school with a few friends, and it was getting late so she decided to head back home. Unfortunately, the chauffer was due to fetch her parents back from their business meeting, so she could only walk back to her mansion of a house. Her father used to own a large company dealing with oil, but he had relinquished the CEO position to take a more behind-the-scenes role, but the whole world knew that he was still the puppetmaster. Yvette herself attended a posh, elite private school, not far away from her house. It was already 9pm when Yvette had decided to leave the school. The friends that she had been fooling around with decided to go for a drink, and didn't wish to take a detour back to her house, which was fine by her since she didn't mind walking back anyway. Halfway back however, a van suddenly screeched to a halt on the road next to her. The back door slid open and masked men got out. Before she had time to react, they were pulling her into the van roughly. Yvette struggled valiantly against their grip but they were far too strong for her. Her brain was abuzz with adrenaline as she visualized what tortures they might put her through if she allowed herself to be abducted in such a fashion. Unfortunately, while attempting to drag her into the back of the van, the struggles caused Yvette to bang her head hard on the door of the van. Disoriented and now with a stinging spot on her head, Yvette slumped like a rag doll onto the floor of the van. The men knew that although she had temporarily lost her energy, she was still yet conscious. They quickly took out a wet cloth of sorts and covered Yvette's nose and mouth with it. She barely registered the stinging chloroform smell wafting into her nose before her lost consciousness. Now, she didn't know where she was. She was lying down on a concrete floor of some kind. Her hands were tied tightly with coarse rope behind her back, as were her legs. The men had secured a cloth blindfold over her eyes, and gagged her with something like a plastic ball. She shivered as a draft of cold air blew on her bare legs. Her school uniform consisted of a plain white collared blouse and a green checkered pleated skirt which most girls had opted to alter so short that it resembled more of a micro-mini skirt than anything. Yvette was aware that lying on the floor like this, she might be exposing her underwear, which might not be a good thing for her since it might induce her kidnappers to come up with some nasty ideas, so she attempted to shift herself in such a way as to minimise any underwear exposure, for the first time regretting having altered her skirt so short. The green school tie that she had on was slightly loose but still in place. i was thinking you could be the mastermind behind the kidnap?
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Alexander stood there, watching her as she slowly woke and moved, with his arms crossed. Such a stupid girl to walk around without anyone around, it was easy to get her. There was a slight stain of blood on the van, but that was cleaned up, as was her head. He turned his head towards the others in the group, who seemed to be staring the girl down hungrily. He waived them off. You have done your job, and I'll call you with your cut in the money. There was begrudging groans at that, but they left the room. Alexander walked to a corner of the room, picking up a video camera and turning it to face the girl, turning the camera on. He made sure his voice was masked, slightly muffled so they couldn't get a voice signature. We have your daughter. Our demands are 100,000,000 for every day that we have her. And every day that we have her here, we will torture her, until we get the money... starting tonight. He put the camera down, turning it off first to save the footage for the moment. He pulled over a sybian, one that had a hump type of piece on the top, pulling it over to her body. He sat her up, undoing one of the ropes tying her legs together, able to open them now. He moved her to be sitting on the sybian, the ropes under it so she couldn't wiggle off. He grabbed the control box, then the camera, putting it on a nearby stand. He took the ball gag out of her mouth, then went behind the camera, turning it on. This is torture for night 1. He started the sybian, letting the vibration of it start up. It was about ten minutes before he had it up to full power, and he walked off, letting the camera roll footage of her torture. Her soaking panties afterward would be good proof.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Yvette heard some low murmurs in the room and her entire body stiffened in anticipation. She didn't want to get hurt anymore, and yet she didn't know what else to do. There was a mechanical click. Yvette wasn't sure what to make of that. Suddenly she felt strong hands grab her from the side and she began to struggle. Her fear of violation was now making her overreact, and not allowing her to realise that the hands were not, in fact, molesting her. She was forced into a strange position, straddling some sort of machine that had a nub pressing uncomfortably against her privates. Luckily her kidnappers had not deigned to remove her underwear. Yet, this was hardly a position she'd like to be in. Before she could attempt to struggle herself off the machine, her legs were tied firmly in place and she found herself immobile. The gag in her mouth was removed rudely, and then another low murmuring - she couldn't make out what the kidnapper was saying, but her fear was gripping her. She didn't know if she should speak, though her mouth was free. What if the machine was due to electrically shock her, or do some horrible dismemberment to her? A switch was flipped, and all Yvette felt was the machine vibrating. That's it? she thought. They're just gonna make me orgasm? The vibrations grew stronger and stronger and Yvette could feel the familiar sensations washing over her body. She attempted not to react, not to tempt her kidnappers into any further action if she chose to show any pleasure in this. But there was a metallic click - the door shut. She was quite alone. Suddenly, it dawned upon her, and a pang of fear gripped her yet again. They meant to leave her here with this dreadful machine making her orgasm again and again and again for goodness knows how long. They were turning the ultimate pleasure into an ultimate torture. And yet, she couldn't stop it. Though her hands were still tied, she arched her back as she felt her pelvis stiffen and the juices pouring out of her core. Squeezing her eyes shut, she let out the smallest of moans as the first wave hit her hard. Wave and wave of pleasurable sensations washed over her and her moans could only get louder and louder as she found herself even thrusting her hips against the machine, riding it. It didn't take long for her underwear to become completely and thoroughly soaked through with her juice, as she reached her first orgasm of the night, which was certainly not to be her last. And so it went, on and on. Yvette climaxed over and over again, until she was begging for it to stop, and yet it wouldn't. Her body was exhausted, but her hormones were relentless, driven by the constant, almost painful stimulation at her clit. Her cum already covered the machine and was coating her thighs stickily. Her panties were obviously ruined by now.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Alexander was still nearby, watching the whole thing. He had gone so far to slid his hands in his pants, watching her through the glass, and started stroking himself. But he had watched better quality porn than this, and he could wait until he had made it worse for her. Much worse. She would be begging for it. Either way, she seemed to be rather into it, moaning, humping the machine, arching her back. He couldn't help but smirk to himself about it. He may have gotten a real nympho here. He might not even return her, just take the money and run off with her into hiding. Who knows, by the time that happens, she may be more than willing. He opened the door about two hours later, the smell of her flowing juices and her need hitting him like a ton of bricks, and he smiled hungrily. He would have fun in the next few days, but as of now, he would have to control himself. He went to the camera first, to take care of that. I believe that is enough to prove our point. He said in his disguised voice, before turning it off. He popped the tape out, going to the box that they were going to deliver it in, completely unmarked. He went to her afterward, slowly turning the machine down. Well, aren't you the interesting one. He said, his voice not even trying to be hidden. So lustful. I hope the old man doesn't pay for you too soon. He helped her off the machine, laying her down on a inflatable bed. She didn't seem like she would be struggling, and she hadn't fought much earlier, so he thought she would like something other than the stone floor to lay on. He moved and untied the rest of her legs, before quickly moving up and pulling her panties off. Her legs were quickly tied back up. Going to the box, he put the panties in a smaller one, sealing it with a sticker that said open after video, then sealed the larger box. One of his men came in, taking it to be delivered, and Alexander left the room, coming back with a glass of water with a straw, and a bowl of oatmeal. He moved to sit her up, then started feeding her, going from letting her drink to letting her eat.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

What seemed like an eternity later, Yvette finally felt the machine groan to a stop, though the sensations continued to shoot up her nerves. She had barely noticed the tears that had now stained her cheeks, and how grimy and sweaty she was. Her school uniform stuck unpleasantly to her skin and her panties were as good as destroyed. She heard someone teasing her about how lustful she was, but Yvette was so exhausted by her 2-hour continual sexual stimulation to really register what he had said or to formulate a cohesive reply. A pair of hands lifted her off the machine and laid her down on a soft inflatable bed, which was a lot better than the cold concrete floor she had been earlier struggling on, but the complete soreness in her nether region was the price she had to pay for such a comfort. Yvette almost felt like she couldn't close her legs again, as doing so would stimulate the now ultra-sensitive region, and all stimulation now was not welcome. She felt the rope being untied from her legs, but her body was still recovering from the complete wreckage of the past two hours to move. Then she felt her panties being roughly pulled off of her, which was now more of a relief than a violation, as they were sticking rather unpleasantly to her skin. Though Yvette was vaguely aware that her core was now exposed and vulnerable, she could only weakly pray that they would at least give her some time to recuperate before doing whatever they needed to her. The two-hour ride on the Sybian had definitely affected her spirit to a great degree. She lay panting on the bed before another hand dragged her up into a sitting position. Wondering what horrors lay in store for her now, Yvette was surprised when a straw was stuck into her mouth and she was given a blissful drink of water. She gulped it hungrily, dehydrated from the sweating and the constant flow of juices. Then whoever it was was feeding her oatmeal from a bowl, which she also ate hungrily. Her stomach gave a growl as she did so, and she lapped up every last drop in the bowl.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

He smiled as she hungrily ate the food and drank the water. He laid her down, getting back up to get more for her. He was back in a minute, sitting her up, propping her up on his lap to make it easier for her to eat. You are rather resilient. Your father was foolish to treat you the way he has. This will make him wise up. The oatmeal was just hot enough to not lost taste, picked because it was a heavy food, so she wouldn't need as much to fill up. He put the stuff down, taking her blindfold off so she could see finally. He was behind her, and considering that she was his captive, he looked rather soft. His body was toned, hidden under a t-shirt and blue jeans. His eyes were a soft blue right now, hair starting to get long and wavy. He simply had her left there, tied up but not the worse for wear besides her extra sensitivity. If your father doesn't pay up, we'll have to do more to you. He said in a low voice. Hang in there. Things will get better for you.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

When she had eaten her fill, the bowl was taken away from her, and suddenly the blindfolds were off. Yvette blinked as she saw her captor for the first time ever. He was better looking than she thought, and she could barely reconcile him with what he had just put her through. The discomfort coming from her nether region sharply reminded her that he was her kidnapper after all, as did his next words regarding further torture should her father not pay up. Yvette glared at him and began to struggle valiantly against her bonds, her energy slowly restoring after the oatmeal. I don't want your fake sympathy! she spat.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

She struggled, and his face came out hard, and he tossed her on the bed, leaving her tied up. If you were willing to cooperate, I was going to give you some freedom. But you ruined that. I was going to be nice outside of the torture. Now feel lucky if you get food, and luckier if I don't let my other men in here for some pay. He turned from her, walking to the door, flicking the lights off before slamming the door behind him. He sat behind the one-way window, watching her for a while.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Yvette was thrown roughly back onto the bed. She was hesitant to believe that the man had actually wanted to give her a little freedom, but it didn't matter anyway. The man switched off the light as he went out of the room, leaving Yvette cold and bound on the inflatable bed. Her skirt wasn't giving her exposed nether region much protection and though she was alone in the room, she still felt rather vulnerable. Grrr, growled Yvette in frustration as she tried to struggle her way out of her bonds but it was no use. The rope was bound too tight. Finally, exhaustion overcame her and she fell asleep in an uncomfortable position with her hands tied up behind her. The next morning, when she awoke, her hands had become numb from the lack of blood. She tried not to move it around so much to minimize the discomfort, making a mental note to plead with her kidnappers to untie her hands the next time they walked in.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Alexander had no problem sleeping in that chair, watching her, enjoying the site of her, actually. Strong and delicate all in one, and rather the looker, too. He fell asleep sitting, head dozed off downward somewhat. He woke up late in the day, near sunset, which was weird for him. He stood, stretching, twisting his neck and cracking it. One of his men came in with a note. No contact from the father. Good. He went into the other room. Good, you're up. He said, moving to the camera, setting it up perfectly. For how you treated me yesterday, feel lucky I didn't send in the men to deal with you. But no food this evening. He turned the camera on, focusing it on her form on the bed. Night two. You haven't given us our demands, so we are upping the cost to 200,000,000. You seem to be a sick fuck, liking your daughter getting pleasure. He turned off the camera, moving the sybian back in front of it. He switched off the attachment, so this time it was a thick finger, with nubs in front of it for her clit. He grabbed her, moving her onto it, sliding the finger into her and moving the ropes under it again so she cant struggle against it. He moved to the camera, turning it on. Torture night 2. He let it record as he slowly turned the machine up and to the max over the next ten minutes, then leaving her for a few hours, like the night before. She better learn to suck up fast, because he would enjoy being forceful with her.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Nobody bothered with her for most of the day. Yvette drifted in and out of sleep, and when she was awake, she was busy struggling with her bonds. The feeling in her hands came back after she found an optimal position such that blood could actually flow back there, which she tried to keep for as long as possible. She couldn't tell night from day now, in this windowless room, but she knew she was undisturbed for a very long time before the same kidnapper barged his way in again, carrying a camera and a machine that must've been the one that had tortured her so yesterday. Yvette was horrified not only at the sight of the machine but also at the camera - had they been filming her the whole of yesterday as well? Were they planning on sending such humiliating footage to her father? She had no times for such questions. The kidnapper had deftly set up the camera and trained it on her. She couldn't bear to look at the lens out of shame, making a pretty good guess at what was to come up next. He began speaking to the camera but Yvette didn't want to hear what he had to say. Finally, he came back to her and set up the machine that she had been riding last night, on a spot near her. It now had a finger-like projection from it, as well a small pill-like nub in front. Yvette didn't know whether to groan or to be excited, but her juices had begun to flow at the sight of the stimulator, involuntarily. The kidnapper roughly grabbed hold of her and positioned her like a rag doll above the machine, forcing her down. The finger-like projection roughly penetrated into her vagina until it was in whole, while the nub rubbed at her clit, already stimulating it by its presence. Yvette moaned against her will as the kidnapper swiftly tied her legs up in the same position as it had been last night. Yvette made a deal with herself - since there was no escaping it for her, perhaps she could ease the torture she felt on the machine by succumbing to the orgasmic pleasures. The machine began to vibrate. Yvette gave herself a few minutes to warm up, her hips buckling slightly, her head thrown back and her eyes closed in an expression of ecstacy. Her mouth was slightly open and now beginning to pant faster and faster. The higher the vibration was turned up, the faster she thrust herself up and down on the sybian, and the louder her moans became. She was now arching her back, leaning her hands on the back of the machine for support as she rode the machine like a cowgirl, moaning, Fuck me, fuck me, oh yeah... It didn't take long for her first orgasm of the night to explode on her, her juices dripping down the finger of the machine as she came. Yvette sighed in pleasure and relief - but she knew it was just the beginning.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Alex simply watched, eyes staying normal, though he was sure that anyone else would have been wide-eyed at the display. She was willingly riding the machine, letting herself get the pleasure, accepting it and even enjoying it! This was better than Alexander had imagined. She was being rather good with this, and for that she deserved a reward. He paused the camera for a moment, turning the machine down so she would have some of her own bodily control after her second orgasm. That was rather good. He said, in a somewhat low voice. I think you just earned some food. He left the room, coming back with a bowl of fresh oatmeal and some milk instead of water. He didn't move her from the machine, but he turned it completely off, letting her have a rest. A short break for being so good. He said softly, moving behind her and holding her somewhat, going back and forth from feeding her and letting her drink. The food was soon gone, and he put the bowl and glass away, slowly starting up the machine again. He turned the camera back on about halfway, then turned it fully back. His words were soft, mostly directed at the camera, though he wouldn't be surprised if she heard them. You see, I am not a complete monster. I just gave her a break from this torture. But I am starting to wonder if it is ACTUALLY torture. She seems to enjoy it. She's a real nympho. Is this pleasurable to you? Are you enjoying watching your daughter get off? I'm limiting your time now.
Thread: (don't) stop! [raziel99 x gondolina]

Yvette was surprised, almost disappointed, when she felt the vibrations deaden down as the machine came to a complete stop. She opened her eyes and was surprised to see her kidnapper in the room. Was this night over so soon? Her relief took over when she saw a bowl of oatmeal and a cup of water in his hands, which he fed her. Perhaps it was just a survival instinct, but Yvette was more inclined to enjoy herself sexually, if that was what they wanted, if it kept her alive. After all, it wasn't like they were forcing her to eat filth or anything like that. So what if she appeared a little too slutty? It's not like she hadn't had sex before. The only regret she would have had is in letting her father see all this. She hoped that he would understand that whatever she was doing, whatever responses she was giving was purely so that she could stay alive and well. She didn't know why he hadn't yet paid the ransom, and hoped he would soon so she would no longer have to humiliate herself just to stay alive. She couldn't really hear what the kidnapper was saying to the camera, but when he exited the room, the machine started up again. Now more determined than ever to keep herself alive, Yvette resumed her position of ecstacy as she rode the sybian slowly, letting it warm up yet again and then releasing herself fully into the throes of passion as a vibrating machine made persistent love to her. Fuck, yes! she yelled out as she hit her second orgasm. Her school uniform was by now dishevelled and even torn in a few places. Her skirt was almost useless in covering anything, and was turned the wrong way round. All she could think of was hitting the next orgasm, and the next.