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Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

The young dancer followed how Samantha showed the last part of the dance. Looked simple enough. Cat smiled as she knew she would have no problem with it. She practiced with Alex and preformed almost as well as he. She didn't put any feeling in to it as she was just memorizing what to do. When they had completed the last part she went over it in her head. Correcting what she had done and then thought of what she should do. As the time came to piece together the dance Cat smiled and started as her partner had. This time adding a bit more feeling to it. Slightly grinding into him when she was close, and giving a dreamy look when he bent her backwards. Making the dance come more to life. As if it was saying that they where lost lovers finally reunited. Then she felt it again. A sharp pain in her left wrist. She bit her lip at the pain. Not trying to show anything to anyone. Cat continued the dance and when it was done she looked at Alex. that was great. she said in a sultry, playful voice. Trying to distract her mind from her wrist. Something that had happened four years ago and would leave her with a scar on mind forever. Cat then walked away from Alex right to her bag. Dismissing him, wanting to go as soon as possible. She needed to ice her wrist. She shouldn't have tried to do gymnastics earlier in the morning, it just made her wrist worse. She just wished that it had never happened in the first place, but thanks to the carelessness of someone it had.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Cat seemed to put more emotion into the dance. Alex wasn't focused on making it look like he was performing it. He was simply trying to make sure they did it perfectly. He'd put the emotion into it when it got closer to time to perform it. Partway through the dance he felt a slight pause from her, but they kept going. It had lasted just a fraction of a second, but he knew something wierd had happened. She stunned him with a compliment as she walked away. He stared at her in disbelief. He didn't even bother saying anything in response. She left and Alex sighed. He gathered his things and spoke to Matt on his way out. She's talented, but I'd rather have another partner if you can find someone good who is available. Don't go on a massive search, but please keep your eyes and ears open. I think it will be really hard getting along with her. He'd said all he needed to say and he walked away. He went home right away and showered. He called Amanda and started to talk to her about his new partner. She reminded him of what they had been like when they started dancing together. They had struggled to find a way to dance well together. It had taken months to make it through hard routines without flaws. They may have become friends easily, but the difficulties on the dance floor made it tough. If he had a partner who could learn new choreography that easily then he should be happy with her. Friendship would come with time. Alex smiled and thanked her. He was happy that Cat was talented. He just couldn't see friendship developing any time soon with her. He called Matt and Samantha and apoligised to both of them for how he had acted. He told Matt not to worry about finding a different partner. He'd stick with Cat and at least give her a chance.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Alex spent that evening at home. He did the work that he needed to do to be able to spend the majority of his time practicing for dance competitions. His uncle owned a company and had given him a job he could do from home so he could make more money than he would simply get from competiton dancing and the occasional dance show or video work. It also let him stay in the business world so he could have a smooth transfer once he finished his dancing career. He didn't plan on being a teacher or a choreographer. That could change before he retired from actually dancing, but at the moment he wanted to keep his options open. The next morning he got up and got ready for his day. He wasn't sure what had been going on with Cat at the end of their previous practice, but as long as she showed up for the next one then it would be fine. If something was wrong he at least expected some sort of notification. If she couldn't tell him something was wrong then it would be tough being partners.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

When Cat got up the next morning all she did was groan at her wrist. She undid the bandage last night before she went to bed, something she regretted now. As she got up looking at her clock on the night table next to her bed she let out a soft sigh. She took the bandage that was next to the clock and wrapped it once again. Planning on taking it off just before practice. As time went on she had gotten ready for the day. Bella had asked her last night to come in after her dancing and be a guest for Bella's students. She packed everything she needed for that, then what she needed for dance. And soon the young woman was on her way. Cat walked into the studio and looked around she didn't see anyone and smiled. Her hand was still bandaged but she would quickly warm up and maybe do a few roundoffs and one handed hand springs. To be honest she just wanted to feel the rush and excitement she had gotten from back then. And that's just what she did, a quick warm up and she soon started one handed gymnastics.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Alex made his way to the studio When he got there he got dressed for practice in one of the dressing rooms. Once he was in his practice clothes he went to the studio they had booked. When he looked inside he saw Cat doing some gymnastic moves. He watched her for a minute and noticed something interesting. She was only using one hand. It was always the same hand. She seemed to be avoiding anything with her other hand. He walked inside and set his things against the wall. He didn't bother mentioning anything right away. He started to stretch and get warm for their practice. When the other two arrived Alex got up and went over to his dance partner. He spoke softly so only she would hear him. So...is there something wrong with your wrist? If there is, that's ok, as long as it doesn't cause a problem for our routines. I just think I should know so we can do what we can to make sure it doesn't get worse. I only ask because I saw the one handed tricks and you only used one specific arm. It makes me wonder.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Cat finished her last trick and looked towards her bag. It felt so melancholy to do those tricks again. She didn't notice Alex till she turned around. She felt like she froze in her place. She honestly didn't know why, but she didn't want him knowing about her weakness, any kind for that matter. She regained her composer and let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding. He didn't mention anything, so she was hoping that he didn't notice something. Cat briskly walked to her bag and took her bandage off before the others arrived. She was looking down at her bag when she heard Alex talk. There it was, he found her out. She held her breath and she turned pale. She whipped around to look him in the eyes, but she could say anything. In her eyes it seemed as if there was a mixture of anger, pain and sorrow. It's...it's just and old wound. Nothing really. she wanted to tell him, but didn't knowing that he would use it as an excuse to try and exchange her for a better partner. Cat wanted to prove to herself, more so to him that she could do this. And it won't interfere with any of our routines. It's been four years and I've made it this far, I know what to do about it. she didn't mean to but that comment had come out rudely and a bit snotty. Let's just start practice. I'm sure you've had some hurting times. Maybe a broken toe or ankle. I don't ask if there's anything that can interfere with this partnership. with that she walked to the center of the room standing in front of samantha and Alex's coach. Waiting to begin. She bit her lip, it wasn't a huge secret. Hell it wasn't even one. So why did she act as if it was one, maybe her pride got in the way like it had in the past.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Alex was quite surprised by her reaction to him. He didn't expect her to question his past injuries or attempt to make him feel bad just for asking. He followed her to the middle of the room and waited until what they were doing that practice had been explained. Matt and Samantha went to get the music set up while Alex took his position. He looked at Cat and frowned. He spoke softly again. I'm glad it isn't anything that will interfere with doing strong routines. I wasn't trying to attack you or find weaknesses. I was just trying to learn what our limits are as a pair. Your reaction seems almost defensive, as if that arm is worse than you claim it is. Do you really want me thinking like that? The music started and he began dancing. He didn't bother saying anything else. He'd let her think about what he said and decide how she wanted to respond. Matt and Samantha knew that the two dancers were discussing something, but neither one was sure what it was. They didn't know about Cat's injury, just that she had stopped doing gymnastics for some reason. The people she had danced with previously hadn't mentioned any issues, so there was no reason to assume there might be a problem for her. In one of the dances, however, there was a plan for a lift involving a couple seconds of Cat above Alex's head with their only point of contact being their hands. It would require both of them to use their strength to keep it looking good.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Cat listened, not replying to Alex. She thought about it and almost agreed with him. If her partner had an injury and couldn't do something she would want to know. She hated what he just did. He just made her feel guilty. Wait, why should she? She didn't do anything wrong, but neither did he. When that part of the practice ended she looked at him. Thinking hard about what she way going to say. if you really want to know about my injury look up Catherine Ross. It shouldn't be too hard to find. that was all she said, she also didn't know why but she referred to her full name as if it wasn't her. In truth she didn't want to remember the past, but her wrist made sure she didn't
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

Alex was a little frustrated when Cat gave a horrible explaination of her injury. At least she admitted that there was something wrong, in a way. He figured that by searching he would find some kind of news story about her. It must have been a fairly bad injury if it had been in the news. He made a mental note to look it up. They got a short break and then they were rehearsing again. Alex didn't say much through the practice. There wasn't much for him to say. Cat seemed to be in a bad mood and he had a feeling that saying anything wouldn't go over well. Even when their practice came to an end he stayed fairly quiet, saying nothing personal. He went home and did the search she had suggested. After a little looking he found the article that explained everything. It was surprising seeing how bad it had been. He felt she was quite lucky to be able to do what she could. He still wished she had been willing to tell him herself though. He also didn't know what she was capable of and how bad her injury was after all that time.
Thread: Mismatched Partners (suicidal butterfly and Josu_T)

When dance was over she left as soon as she could. Cat took her phone out and looked at the time. She still had half an hour to get to Bella's class, she had plenty of time. Cat walked to her car and plugged in her phone, turning on her gymnastics playlist. She had to pump herself up and this was the only way to do it. She drove for twenty minutes and finally reached the school. Cat took a deep breath and started towards the school. When she walked though the door she was greeted with smiles and awe. The girls in Bella's class looked up to her and wanted to be just like her. Almost perfect in gymnastics and a star. To Cat, many of these girls would end up dropping out. Due to many reasons and only a hand full would make it to her status. So for the time cat just smiled and waved.
Thread: Dirty mind....

Moving this since it's in the wrong section.
Thread: Dirty mind....

Before I email you, I'll need to know a little about you. Career, anything you do exceptionally well academic or professional-wise. Have to be sure it's safe to email you.
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E-mailed you!
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Emailed you.
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

Her entire body was sore. Nothing seemed to feel the way it was supposed to. Her body was heavy, and she felt almost as if some of her skin were bare. But that couldn't be right...could it? Her eyes fluttered open with much effort and she realized that she was not on base, not in her ship, and certainly nowhere near true civilization. Gasping, she sat up too quickly and then fell back again, a bout of dizziness pushing her back faster than any living being could have. What the hell happened? How did she end up in a hut like this? Groaning, she tried to remember what had happened to her. Bringing her hand up to her head to hold it, she froze. No uniform. No pajamas. No panties. What the hell?! She gasped again and looked down at herself. What was she wearing? She seemed to be wearing golden armor of some kind...well, at least it was made of gold. It wouldn't do much to protect her, however, since it didn't do much to cover her at all. Her full breasts bulged against the golden cups and from there to her hips was uncovered, revealing a flat, toned stomach. Her long, strong, shapely legs were completely revealed, only a small strip of metal covering her front and stopping at mid thigh. The back was pretty much non-existent. And now that she was thinking of it, she seemed to have some sort of headpiece as well. What the fuck was going on?! Frantically, she tried to remember what had happened to her, but the last thing she remembered was flying over this area on patrol...had she been attacked? Was there an accident? What happened? And why was she dressed like this? Slowly, she sat up and looked around the hut, finding that nothing in particular was strange about it. And then she saw a giant lizard woman step in. Ordinary humans might have screamed, but she knew that the people of this planet were anthropomorphic. After a moment of staring at this creature, she asked, What happened?
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

The lizard woman looked at her and started to growl something. Other than being green and much of her body scaly, and her face dominated by a slight snout, she seemed to be dressed much like Krystal, except her armor, if you could call it that, was a darker shade of green. Despite the tail, the cocked ears, and reptilian skin, the alien was clearly as female as Krystal herself. Her armor displayed her heavy breasts, flat smooth belly, flaring hips and lean legs the same as Krystal's armor presented her. Seeing Krystal's puzzlement, she paused a moment, closing her eyes. Holding the back of Krystal's bra were two shoulder pad bits of armor that extended two straight slats against the back of her neck, like part of a collar. While the alien woman waited, Krystal felt her neck tingling, and there were more tingles from the headpiece atop her hair. It didn't feel bad, just a kind of tingling, and then it went away. There, the lizard girl said. Actually, she growled just as she had before, but Krystal heard it translated within her thoughts. Now you can communicate normally with all the tribes. And I will be able to explain your new status. She sat down in a chair built for her dimensions. I am ... the growl was untranslated. Like you, I serve the warriors of the Sharpclaw Tribe. But I'm getting ahead of myself, I suppose. She composed herself again and restarted. Your incursion was detected by the Techno Tribe. They have ways of detecting ships that fly. Just as they furnished the warriors of the tribes with flying belts to defend us. Our warriors, and those of the other tribes attacked and disabled your ships. Seeing the pilots were all female, naturally you were seized from your vessels and divided up between the tribes as captive slaves. That is what you are now. You are a pleasure slave for the warriors. Your armor marks you as an available slave for all warriors in camp. It allows you to wander freely through the camp, but will not allow you to leave the confines. You are expected to service any who desire you. She looked askance at her, and a long tongue snaked out from her mouth to lick her lips. And I suspect that will be many, and often. She waved a hand at Krystal. You were marked by General Scale at your capture, although you were not conscious to enjoy it. His essence stains you, still. The warriors will want you clean for their pleasure. There was, in fact, a milky clear residue on Krystal's breasts, cheeks, belly, and legs. It was dried now, but still stuck to her skin thickly. The girl pointed out the door toward the rising sun. You will want to clean in the pool of Zora's Domain. It lies beyond the Scaleskin Tavern. It will help prepare you for what is to come.
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

There had definitely been some sort of misunderstanding. The pilots Krystal had been flying with were on a defensive patrol, not attacking the planet. But it probably wouldn't do much to convince her captors to free her. Certainly not after they'd claimed her. Perhaps if she did as they pleased for now, they would entertain the notion of letting her go. Perhaps they would listen to her then. She frowned, listening to the woman before her explain her situation. A...a pleasure slave? Well, she supposed it could be worse. She could be dead, for instance...At least she wouldn't be harmed. Well, certainly not maimed. Surprised at the female's appraisal of her, she was a bit surprised. Krystal looked down at herself, her pale skin in the golden...armor, was indeed covered in...essence. Gross. At least she could clean herself. Her short hair seemed to be the only clean thing about her at this point, and judging from what the lizardwoman said, she wouldn't stay clean long once she was cleaned up. She wouldn't make it far if she ran so she merely said, Thank you. She bowed her head in respect, resigning herself to what she figured would be a pretty horrible time here. And then she walked through the door and toward what she assumed was the tavern, walking past it to get to the pool in Zora's domain. She headed toward the waters, noticing more lizardmen as she walked along, shocked at the sheer size of their cocks.
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

The lizardmen were probably about half again her size large, bulky creatures with a great zest for drinking, growling at one another, and openly playing with their cocks, almost continually. The huge red erections emerged from short scaly green sheaths, extending easily another foot, thickening to the size of the human's wrist. They were red and knobby, but otherwise looked like human cocks, with a flange and a dome and, as best she saw, copiously leaking pre-cum. Judging by the amount of dried cum on her skin, their ejaculations were probably heavily generous, too, and it didn't too long for her to witness a confirmation, as various other females were being used at the convenience of the warriors, outside the tavern, in the woods, just about anywhere. The other females she saw were lizard women, although a couple of other types were scattered in the mix. None of them were human, however. No one herded her or threatened her as she wandered around. Did they so simply expect her to be an accepting slave? She found an answer when she stepped along a path leading further out from the compound. Before she'd gone a dozen paces, her collar armor zapped her with a small but stinging electric shock, and continued to do so every few seconds until she turned around back into camp. Apparently she had a defined area she could wander freely. She finally located the pool she'd been told about. A sign written in some lizard hieroglyhics was translated for her by her collar as Zora's Domain. Zora, it seemed, was a lizard woman soaking in the pool, who smiled up at Krystal as she neared. Come, enter and bathe yourself, my sister. It will help prepare you for your duties. It was easy to jump into the pool, and the water was surprisingly warm and soothing. Almost like magic, the goop on her skin dissolved and its traces floated away. As she soaked, she felt utterly relaxed, and she realized that some of that relaxation was taking place within her her pussy, her throat, even behind her. Yes, the pool readies you in so many ways, Zora answered her unspoken curiosity. Without the pool's effects, the impressive cocks of our masters would damage us. It gives us elasticity for their pleasure and our health. It allows us to serve them without fear of tearing from their strength. Now, are you ready to go to your service? You can return here as often as you need, to wash and to be readied, but once a day at the very least.
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

Please don't control my character. It's a pet peeve of mine. The water in the spring was certainly relaxing, but the strangest effect it seemed to have was on her body. She found Zora's explanation to be quite helpful and though she wanted to remain in the spring, she knew that at some point, she would need to leave. Though she seemed to be welcome here, she knew it would be unwise to keep her hosts waiting, and though she was certain that she'd be sore and feel disgusting by the end of the day, the promise of the pool awaited her should she need it. After a long moment that allowed Krystal to get her mind around all that was happening to her, Zora asked if she was ready to leave. Nervous, Krystal nodded. Thank you for your help, she said, slipping out of the water. She was dry almost instantly, which she wondered about. Perhaps it was the strange armor she wore? Or maybe it was simply another property of the strange spring. Either way, she was ready. With a deep breath, she wandered out of the pool's area and back toward the tavern where most of the lizardmen seemed to gather.
Thread: LoK with a twist (Candira and HotTexasCowboy)

Krystal had barely gone a dozen paces toward the tavern when she moved through a glade in the forest that was already scene of debauchery. Barely hidden behind the bushes were lizardmen and slave girls engaged in energetic scenes. Rampant cocks were plunged into willing mouths, and pussies were pierced and plundered, to the ecstatic cries of the pleasure girls. Standing alone at the edge of the glade, a single large lizard warrior was watching the others while stroking his erection. The pink, knobby prick emerged from his scaly green sheath and was already glistening with a sheen of male essence. As soon as he saw Krystal enter the area, he reached for her eagerly. One strong claw-hand grasped at her wrist, then his other took the other wrists and pulled them both together. Gripping both wrists now easily in one iron hand, he pulled her before him, and pushed her to her knees before his organ. His other hand wrapped around his base to tap the tip of his phallus against her chin, with a few resulting sprinkles of precum splashing onto her cheeks. Then both hands grabbed and separated her wrists, forcefully bringing her hands to his thick shaft, pressing them into his flesh before releasing them. He snarled at her, and her collar translated Show me your skill, human slave. Pleasure me, and take my essence as your reward.