Whitzz/544K-RP-Datasets huggingface dataset:
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

As he watched the stream of data something caught his eye. Mention of the current string of deaths plaguing the city which was concerning enough in of itself because of the true cause. But even more concerning was the fact that weather it was written seriously or on whimsy it was on a trail that would lead to investiagions that could prove problematic. True it looked like a strange epidemic plaguing the city with symptoms similar to anemia made all the more strange by the fact that one patient could fully recover while another in an identical medical situation could die in a matter of days. It baffled the doctors but thanks to his influence it had been kept for the most part rather quiet. The truth was sinister and made it clear exactly why he had used his influence. This was his city true but most others were controlled by a council of elders. As of late there had been an influx of people not wishing to live under the rule of that council and worse there had been many making new childer without sanction. The sudden population surge meant that not all were paying into the blood trade in favor of open feeding, it also meant that there were some new denizens who were not accounted for in his planning... and their feeding was the source of this epidemic. Thus far he had seen fit to cover up the truth of what was happening but it was not the only solution at his disposal... he had made it known recently that if this continued he would do what he must, he would cull those threatening his city. But here was a woman who threatened to possibly upset things before he could deal with them. That is of course assuming anyone believed her story or took it seriously. He knew though that while most would read it as simple fiction there were the conspiracy nuts or the few looking to cause him trouble who would know better. So the first thing he did was reach over and with a few keystrokes activate programs that would trace wherever she sent the document as well as snatch any local copies. He then reached over and picked up the phone to call down to the floor, The girl in the pack cubicle... unit 13... pull her information and have it brought to me... no do not stop or approach her, if the need arrises I will see to things myself.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

More words flew across the screen as she wrote, her fingers moving faster as ideas flowed from their tips. Fueled by her interests the assignment did not seem as annoying. In fact, she was rather enjoying herself and thought that this was a very creative way to address the task. Professor Albain was going to give her a high score for sure! I investigated things further and took it upon myself to question those who survived the odd illness. All gave strikingly similar accounts. There was always a mysterious stranger that they somehow met in the evening and, somehow, that stranger was invited in after assisting them. When they had went to sleep, each reported an eerie sort of dream where they had let the stranger in through their windows. She paused and looked over her work. The wording felt off but she shrugged the nagging feeling off. This was only a sloppy copy and, really, she always revised her work at least seven different times before she handed the assignment in for grading. Maria was a perfectionist. Every detail had to be just so . All around her the sounds of the cafe grew louder. More people had come in, late night studiers who had other things to attend to before grabbing a chance to study. Or gamers. Gamers loved the place because it was opened all night and provided much better connectivity than any hotspot in town. Her attention was drawn towards the new chatter and she groaned. Getting work done had just become harder. Meanwhile the information the owner of the establishment requested was being brought to him by a rather busty young woman in a tight uniform. A folder was in her hands and she handed it off to him. For you, Master, she said with a sly smile.
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Mythrand smirked a bit, a truly devilish smile if ever there was one, as the rather busty young woman arrived to deliver the folder to him. The way she addressed him as well as that sly smile on her lips made it all to clear that she was not just eye candy for the customers. Her presence also made it all to clear that the employees downstairs wanted to insure their master was pleased even in a moment that might irritate him. It was no secret what the many busty and beautiful women prancing around often did in their spare time, or when called into his office, and it was likewise no secret that they all seemed to quite enjoy it. Though they were all given proper benefits as employees and all were given hours to work and payed fairly well, even more so given the tips they often earned wearing those tight uniforms, it was generally understood by those who worked for him that these women were also his all to willing playthings. Weather it was the simple allure of the vampire and the narcotic pleasure of that dark kiss or perhaps something more that set him apart from his peers was any one's guess. But in the end it really did not matter because the why was not the point. The fact that they were all his, an all to willing harem eager to see to his pleasure was the point and it was a point his employees used to appease him in moments like this. So he took the folder from her hand but also moved his other hand in a lightning quick motion. He grasped her wrist even as he shifted his chair away from the desk just enough to pull the buxom beauty into his lap. No sooner had she landed in his lap than his lips danced over the swell of her ample bosom in the tempting promise of so much more. Then those same tempting attentions trailed up to her neck where his fangs brushed so lightly against her supple neck only to drag back down to her bosom in an agonizingly slow and tempting show of desire and hunger. Once he had the busty beauty sufficiently enticed in this way he let one hand slide up along her thigh and then her midsection to cup and squeeze her bosom while he looked through the folder noting that it had plenty of information should he need to track the woman even now adding vampire movie cliches to her article. The part about windows earned a throaty chuckle from him as he realized that though her article might point people towards the truth it seemed she might not have as much of it herself... at least not yet. He closed the folder and set it upon his desk before adding his other hand to his current pastime. Both hands now caressing and tempting the woman in his lap as his lips and fangs once more resumed teasing her bosom and throat... promising that dark kiss and that mind numbing sensual pleasure as a reward for her eager and faithful service to her master as he spoke letting hypnotic velvety tones drift into her ear, What if your master wants more than just a folder?
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The thrall giggled loudly as she was pulled into Mythrand's lap. Everyone who worked for the vampire ancient knew his particular preference for young, busty women who did not think very much for themselves aside for how they could be pleasured. His men quite enjoyed it though, as they too could partake of any willing plaything and they were always more than eager. She pressed against him and wiggled her behind against his lap, making quite the display of herself for him. Perhaps she was little over the top but she clearly knew exactly what he liked and what he didn't. A playful expression shone in her eyes but she pouted a little, attempting to draw her expression in a worried look. Master, you know that I have other duties, she replied. Though there were plenty of other women out on the floor, tending to the gamers. He liked a little resistance. Only a little though. Down below Maria was typing away at her project. Another waiter had come up to her and she finally caved. Even if swinging a large coffee might mean missing out on dollar menu faire. What was another pack or two of chicken ramen anyway in comparison to knocking out an assignment in practically one night of work? Besides, she did not have classes the next day and she was not needed at the hospital until midday. When her coffee arrived she noted something. Although she had forgotten to mention how she wanted it done, it arrived nearly milky white. Curiously she eyed the large container it came in and, after a few more seconds, sipped on the contents. It was also very sweet... this was exactly how she liked her coffee. Before he could leave the area, she waved her server over to her again. I didn't tell you how I wanted my coffee, she said. How did you know I liked it this way? The waiter looked embarrassed and placed a hand to his cheek. You know what, I must have mixed up you with another customer! I do that a lot! Do you want me to get you another? No... no... this is perfect. He walked away and she was surprised at her own dumb luck. Coincidences were so weird sometimes. Who would have thought she'd get her coffee just right, even if she had made no specifications for it? It's just your night, Maria, she told herself as she continued on with her work.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

A strange sensation crept up Maria's spine. Eyes were on her. The more she worked, the more she could feel stares on the back of her head and the sides of her face. A strange lump had worked its way into her throat. An icy sensation trickled down into her stomach, twisting into what felt like a knot. Shivers ran up and down her spine despite how frequently she sipped at the hot coffee to warm her. ...I had been granted an interview with a person who supposedly knew why the outbreak had occurred. A strange individual who kept his identity secret and wished to meet in a secret place. Though I should have been more cautious, I decided to go along with his plans, and meet him in an all night cafe, after one am. The strange sensation grew and it caused her to stop writing. Before her was another barista, this time a male, who was offering her a plate full of sandwiches, cut into quarters. Her eyebrow rose. These people were very unsettling tonight. They had never been this attentive before and it instantly set the blonde on edge. Her vibrant green eyes narrowed on him. Sandwiches, too? she asked. The staff is spending a lot of time on me this evening. Without waiting for a reply, she took a quarter and stuffed it in her mouth, chewing quite noisily. Ah. She'd ordered this before there. It almost made her wonder if they had, all along, been paying attention to all of their customers in such a fashion. She took another sandwich and added thickly, stuffing it into her mouth as the first. Its a nice gesture but I can't afford this right now. I almost can't pay for the coffee. D-don't worry, he replied, apparently off put by her eating etiquette. They're on the house this evening. All of our food is. The owner knows how tough college kids have it and likes to do these specials every now and again. Her eyes flashed and she took the whole plate. Now, she normally wasn't this rude, but free food was free food and in all fairness, she WAS a college student. Thanks. You can go now. Maria shooed off the shocked waiter with a waving hand. Above the spectacle the hungry blonde provided, the young thrall in her master's lap was trembling in delight. It was impossible for one such as her to deny Mythrand anything. Especially since he demanded it in such enticing ways. Already her black becoming moistened. Eager hands went to work to undo his pants but she was not so bold as to touch him outright. This particular girl was well taught and had been with Mythrand long enough to know how he enjoyed his women. Her head tilted back and she bit her lip as his fangs teased her neck. Yes, please, she begged. Please. Without really thinking of it, she straddled him and arched her back to fill his hands more. Even when playing demure it was clear as day what this girl was a slut and one who loved every second of it.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

There was no more edging on the young woman needed. She hiked up her already short skirt higher and pushed aside her panties. Without hesitation she pulled her master's member from his pants and speared herself on the pulsing rod just as his fangs pierced the skin on her neck. She moaned loudly and began to rock her hips, moving as hard and as fast as she could manage. The bite had put the pretty little thrall into a dizzying state of lust. Maria, on the other hand, was experience primal urges of a different sort as she shoved a seventh sandwich quarter into her mouth. How favorable the evening had turned out to be. Now that she was over the annoyance of having to write something that she deemed as ridiculous and pushed aside the unsettling sensation, she was quite enjoying herself. The once severe young woman faded away to reveal an almost playful girl. The wait staff were looking at her with disgust as she went about here writing, mouth opened as she chewed on her meal. Watching her had become very difficult though there were a few her found her naturally goofiness endearing.
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Mythrand smirked as the woman went wild. Thus was the state his thralls often found themselves in... ravenous for pleasure, drunk with desire, and loving every moment of it. He of course savored his feeding and then deftly licked the wound closed with a dominant growl as he thrust his hips driving his impressive member into the all to willing thrall now moaning as she rode him. The speed and intensity being all the thrall could manage made it all to clear just how much she enjoyed her state and the simple fact that after all he had done to her... she really was a slut and this is what she lived for, the moments when she could happily be used to sate the lust of the one who had claimed her and made her this way. The staff downstairs were for their part shocked at both the appetite and the mannerism if the beauty they were keeping an eye on. She was to say the least ravenous and made no effort to hide that or even to downplay it. One of the servers had commented that she was rather fun to watch in a way, almost like the sort of goofyness you expected of a character in a book or movie. Of course the man behind the bar did not find it quite so endearing. But he knew better than to question his masters edicts and so everyone weather they found her antics endearing or not would work to subtly keep her pleased and thus willing to stay. They would also work to gather what information they could to add to the file so as to ensure that if their master wanted to pursue her he would be all to able to do so. What the master wanted he was generally want to get sooner or later and they had all learned that helping him get it sooner provided rewards, while making him wait carried certain very real risks.
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After a heated half an hour, the young barista left Mythrand's private room. A delicate finger came up to wipe at the corner of her mouth. Her face was glowing. Clearly she had gotten a special gift from him and that made the other young women eager as well. Full on sandwiches and finding nowhere to go with her current musings, Maria knew that it was likely time to leave. The paper was due in a few days, sure, but forcing writing always ended poorly. Nothing was worse than reading something that was stiff and lurched forward in annoying jerks, clearly showing that the author was stuck. Even if she went back and revised, she knew that it would sound awful. She wanted to stay and see if she was able to get more free things but, really, she did have a small sliver of shame. Everything she wrote was emailed to her university email address from her civilian one. After standing and stretching, she began to head towards the door. It was a satisfying night. Something that she originally thought to be boring was turning out to be a fun challenge.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

Mythrand had his way with the buxom barista at length and new full well she loved every moment of it and would be back for more given the chance. But as he sent her on her way he turned his attention to both the feeds from the room below and the file the busty slut had brought him. The file contained plenty should he desire to track the young woman below and beyond that it contained photographs taken by the security systems to match her profile as one of the regulars. Most establishment settled for the simple or cheap cameras that were sufficient for security. But Mythrand had invested in high resolution full color cameras, high end cameras after all in this case provided far better images... and it was just such a high resolution image he was currently interested in. The woman who had been flagged by his machines was to say the least beautiful. He smirked thinking how well she would fit here in his chambers, preferably after he woke in her hungers and passions the likes of wish she may not have even imagined. It was after all what he did, he had a talent for drawing out the dark or amorous desires people ignored and more than even that for making them more intense. A shy timid woman in his clutches ended up unleashing all her repressed desires and becoming wonton and eager in her lusts and passions. So as he looked at the image he wondered how far he could take the woman typing away in the room below... what darkness and lust could he grow in the lovely woman's psyche? It was then that he glanced up and saw that she was sending her drafts away for safe keeping. The software he used of course kept log of everything and so they had copies of her little project. Copies that were soon printing just so he could glance over them. No she could not know this much and no one would dare to cross him by going to someone in the journalist field even if she was only a student... but her fiction gave him a way to lure her in for far more entertaining pursuits. A few keystrokes later and he had reports from the hospital and the university, he did keep quite thorough records and so his people often kept track of the employment of customers so that they could better anticipate needs or draw them in socially. Her interest in the epidemic was thus well documented in the reports from his people at the hospital and that coupled with her writing gave him everything they needed. He flipped through the files until he found a number that was the most recent they had 'acquired' as her cell phone. He then took out the sort of pre-paid phone often called a 'burn phone' and dialed her number.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

Leaving was difficult. As if all of the staff members had been watching her the whole time, they rose to meet her and offered her various things in attempts to get her to stay. A few, especially the women, looked pretty desperate in their efforts. Immediately this struck Maria as odd. It was their job to make sure that people enjoyed their visit and were satisfied enough to come back but this was overdoing it! With some effort she pushed through the waiters and waitresses. The feeling of trepidation from before came back in full force every inch of her flesh was crawling. When she got out of the place, she heaved a sigh and pressed herself against the wall right next to the door. The cool night air felt good on her skin. She hadn't realized how very hot she had become in there or how badly her nerves had churned her stomach. All she did for a moment was breathe. Why did she feel as if she had just emerged from a school of sharks? There's a fire burning in my heart reaching a fevered pitch... Maria jumped at the sound, the muffled noise coming from the pocket of her scrubs. Again the line of the song repeated and she hastily pulled the small cell out, flipping it open. The number was unrecognized. Again the feeling of dread pulled at her but she could not stop herself. Curiosity got the better of her and she answered it. Who is this? she asked, sounding more panicked than what she intended.
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

His voice as always was like velvet and the cheap throw away phone he was using did nothing to change that fact. Nothing ever seemed to change the way that velvety tenor resonated in a way that could only be called hypnotic or mesmerizing. It was the stuff of fantasy and yet there it was clearly heard over the young woman's cell phone in response, A friend who knows what is causing the epidemic. It was a single sentence spoken by a voice that was the stuff of dreams. But it was the weight and meaning of that utterance that was so overwhelming. A single and seemingly simple statement that in a moment offered a truth that could change everything about the sordid secret that the hospital worked so hard to keep quiet. It was a promise of knowledge that most thought did not even exist. In short, forbidden knowledge that was not want to see the light of day and should not be known to the public yet here was this dark and seductive voice promising her just that... offering exactly what she had been looking for. By the time the weight of that first utterance settled in already the voice continued in velvety and smooth tones that seemed to slip so perfectly into the thoughts of anyone who heard them, We will need to meet in person, it is not the sort of thing to discuss over the phone... to many ways for people to overhear or listen in. You want to know the truth yes?
Thread: Epidemic ((Dampylle&Retro))

The tones did little to the woman. In fact she hardly even noticed the sound of the man's voice. It was the words that he spoke that gained her interest the most. How did he know that was she interested in finding the source? It felt as if ice trickled down the back of her neck, the rest of her body becoming fire-hot. A hand rested on her chest and beneath her fingertips her heart beat manically inside of her chest. Blood pounded in her ears. How did you know about that? she demanded an answer. Her voice no longer sounded paranoid, although she was plenty afraid, but steady and harsh. Her eyes narrowed and she listened on. Of course I want to learn the truth. Curiosity had always been her downfall. Maria had to know the facts, especially with subjects shrouded in such mystery. People did not randomly become sick. There was a source, a Typhoid Mary or something that caused the illness. A bit of bad meat. Contamination. The answer was somewhere.
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The shift in her voice spoke more to him than anything she said. It was the slight hints in the tone that spoke of fear but more so how steady her voice was... as if to say that even if she was afraid she was more determined. But it was that harsh edge that spoke of an inner fire and passion that most interested the enigmatic Mythrand. It was also the fact that she did not yet seem to be falling prey to his subtle charms which he found quite interesting as there were few who resisted him even at a distance and the last one he could remember who had... no he would not dwell on such thoughts when he had set a game in motion. So it was that the same seductive velvet tones spoke once more, You have not been careful in your inquiries and rumors are not hard to hear. It stands to reason that if I know what is going on that I have at least been to the hospital after all... that is all. The voice did not waver and its calm if a bit tense demeanor suggested he did not like going into details over the phone. With such tension he continued, I have my own ways to monitor things and so know how others may do so as well. It is by keeping an eye on so much that I know the truth of it all. It was of course bait as sweet as any other. It would be simple to arrange a meeting at an old mansion or perhaps one of the old parks or cemeteries. Atmosphere was important to play to her own paranoia and fantasies about what was happening. The true cause would of course expose her to a darker world apart from what she knew to be true. He was leaning towards the old mansion or perhaps the back room of one of the bars he happened to own. But even as he waited he spoke, If you wish to know more then we must meet, safer that way... somewhere away from all of this.