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The man looked at her for a moment as he thought about the situation she was in and what he could do to next. What he should do next, he had this feeling having her on his crew would be most helpful, and he wasn't the type to go against a gut feeling. She was an investment, maybe better put as being a bit of a gamble, for he trusted that she would be able to help his adventures out. He reached into this pocket and took out a small wad of bills and slipped it carefully into her pocket.

"That is an advance, or maybe just a gift if you turn me down. You will be able to make a good amount of money working for me, overtime, the amount will go up with all you learn," he informed her as he looked at her. "You talk to your parents, give them that money to move away if your coming with me, or all of you move out and you don't come with me. I will return tomorrow, I promise you this," he commented his focus on her as he nodded, "till then I guess," he added as he turned and walked off fading into the crowd quickly.

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Kaitlin blinked as he came closer, his hand reaching into her vest pocket. "H-hey," she squeaked before he spoke. Her eyes widened, an advance? Or gift if she decided she couldn't... She had to bite her lip to keep her jaw from dropping. She nodded vigorously, "I'll be here, too. I promise, to give you my answer!" She watched him leave, and then raced herself back home to speak with her parents about the opportunity that had presented itself. The 'advance' she'd found was more than enough to help her parents until she could do something more on the ship to get them off.

And so, it was decided that it was the best choice---for her and her dreams and for her family---to go with him. She waited in the market place, her green eyes bright and hopeful, holding tightly to the straps of her bag, holing her only real possessions, her clothes and a data pad that had her books and pictures of her family on it. She practically bounced on her heels, excited as she should have been the day before, her worry for her family gone. She scanned the crowd eagerly, waiting from early that morning all the way to the time when she'd promised to be there the day before, same time, same place. She gave a nervous bounce, tucking her silver hair back and looking around for the captain, hoping he would keep his promise.

[User]
The captain came to the spot the moment he said he would not a moment early or a moment late. He noticed the young woman whom he told to meet him at the spot. He half expected her to not show up, but he figured it was worth the risk and well the risk had just payed off at least at the start. If she was really what his gut told him, that would be left to be seen in the future. He walked up calmly his eyes on her and then he stopped a foot in front of her.

"Well based on the fact you are here, and that you seemed to be looking for me, I would guess you made up your mind, and that you are coming with me," he commented with a calm tone as he looked at the silver haired young woman.He looked around for a moment, "if you didn't come to turn me down, then we need to get moving rather quickly, I hope you have already told you good byes," he commented turning and walking back the direction he had came from. He walked as if he expected her to follow him; as he walked towards the north in of the station where his massive warship was docked.

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Kaitlin's green eyes widened, surprised at first to see him before a genuine smile appeared on her face as he addressed her. "Sir! Y-yes," she said, hurrying alongside him as he moved, "I said goodbye. I promised to send letters when I could." Such letters would have money in them of course. Anything she could do to help her family have a better life. "Thank you... For this op- Opportunity," she said, having trouble keeping up besides him till they cleared the market. Too many people combined with her bag making her bigger than usual to get through, caused her to slow down. She was both relieved and a bit scared, she had to admit, when they came to the docking area.

"Oh..." She'd not known a ship that big was in the hanger. Most pirates flew small ships---fast, agile, and able to get clear of the Space Forces in a hurry. Small frigates were what she saw most often. "That's a mighty big ship for a man," she said in wonder having to stop a moment to admire/wonder before she realized he was getting too far ahead of her, not yet realizing that that was his ship. She yelped and ran to catch up, her hair seeming to float behind her in the lighter gravity of this part of the station, "Sorry!" As she caught up to him, she looked up at him curiously, "You know... I realized I don't know your name---and you don't know mine, sir. My name is Kaitlin."

[User] Anthony paused as he turned and looked at her, "Kaitlin, huh, OK, well then Kaitlin, you will be reporting to a engineer named Mako, he is a old man, but he knows his stuff better then anyone around," he said as he waited for the transport to the ship to arrive, "I am Captain Anthony," he commented calmly as he looked at her, "You will are right of course, it is larger then the average pirate ship, cause it isn't a normal ship either. It was an experimental space forces ship before I um, took it from them. It is one of the largest in the known universe, but also one of the fastest as well, why, having young helpers who know about engines is rather helpful," he said with a calm look. "Anyhow, your a member of this ship now, and if you need any help or anything just find me, and I will help, remember, to go after your dreams no matter the odds," he said as the transport came up, "The ship, by the way is the Infinity."

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"Will Mr. Mako be instructing me on the ship's customs as well," Kaitlin asked before blinking as what he said hit her. Anthony. The Infinity? Her eyes grew large---if one thing could spread through the universe faster than light, it was gossip. And there was a LOT of gossip about him and the ship. She had to admit, she'd not expected it to be so big or shiny or... Well, to ever have even a micron's chance of working on it. "Wait... You mean... THE Infinity with the class six---SIX---engines?" She felt as if she'd bitten off more than she could chew more than ever now. Class six engines being quite the step above even an advanced space ship engine. If one could get one working, it was instant---or near instant---space travel. That is if one could get it working.

Experimental was a very big term for class six engines. They had the ability to do everything that a class five could, no problem, but getting the thing that made them so much better to do... Was the hitch. The right fueling system was still a question. Most blew up the ship when used. The only fueling system so far was quite expensive---as in even the space forces balked at using it. The materials and the fuel itself rare. She got onto the transport, holding tightly onto her seat. He may have continued to tell her 'go after her dreams', but... This was beginning to seem more like a fantasy. "Oh, my..." She bit her lip, trying not to look to overwhelmed.

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Anthony looked at her as he figured she knew where she was now. He looked ahead at his ship as he watched it slowly come closer to them. he remained quiet as he let her talk, he figured he might as well hear what she wanted to say before he explained more, or at least some more. He knew that Mr. Mako, would want to explain about the class 6 engines and all. he was curious as to how well she would adapt, but he knew she had the passion to do well. That by itself said a lot in this age, where a large percent of humanity had just well given up on hope. There were things that most people didn't know, dangers that were literally going ignored, and well that was one reason he had this big ship.

"Well now, calm down, we aren't even there yet, the ship, works just fine, and the engines work fine too, you will see them when you want. You can also work on the scout and fighter's engines, to start off with. I am sure they are more what you are used too, yet as you get more experience, I am sure that mr. Mako will let you work on the more advance things that are int he ship. Trust me, this ship has more wonders on it, then even you can think about," he said calmly as the transport flew into the ship, various people working to put away supplies and prepare for launch in the docking bay.


[User] When Peach was ready, she left her room as she pulled on her gloves, surprised that Mario was nowhere in sight. When she reached the throne room, her chancellor was in a state of panic. Just what was going on? And where was Mario?

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Toadsworth had no clue what to do, the kingdom was in peril! He tottered about, his fat mushroom cock flopping about underneath his green coat. The throne room was covered in photos of Peach sucking different cocks, and all the Toads were jerking off vigorously. Toadsworth tried to stop them, but there was no use in that. As well, in all regions of the Mushroom Kingdom, Goombas and Koopas were roaming freely, pillaging and looting as they pleased.

Toadsworth heard the distinctive *click click click* of Peach's heels, and turned to see her confused face. He quickly led her down into his quarters. "Princess it's terrible! Morton Koopa, Bowser's lieutenant, has deployed an endless army of Goombas and Koopas. If we don't act, we're all doomed! But Master Mario has taken the Toad army to conquer distant lands, we are nearly defenseless. You must save our people!"

Noting the forever ditzy look on her face, "Do you need a reminder on what to do Princess Peach? Just as well, you missed our morning training session." With that, Toadsworth immediately pulled the princess onto the ground, his cock already erect. "Princess, you must use your body in order to save our kingdom! Show me what you can do!"

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The images brought a bright blush to Peach face. She'd never done anything like what was depicted in those! Who would do such a thing?! The Princess followed her chancellor, hoping he would have more answers. It turned out that Mario had led their troops off elsewhere! So that was what he'd been going on about last night. Well no wonder he'd wanted her so badly.

She was brought back to reality as Toadsworth told her to use her body and grabbed her, bringing her down to the floor. She blushed again and took the chancellor's cock out of his pants, bringing it to her lips as she stroked it once or twice and ten took it into her mouth, sucking gently. Her tongue swirled around it and massaged him as she sucked, looking up at him. Their morning sessions had been training for more dire situations when she would need more than just some jumping skills to take care of the enemies around the castle.

Now was the perfect time to see how well she was doing.

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Toadsworth immediately sighed with sweet relief, he had been needing his morning fix for hours. He allowed Peach to work his tip with slow ladylike precision, but before long, he wanted more. The army of Morton would be merciless, so he had to train her well. "Good job, Princess. Let's get it started!"

He grabbed her blonde locks and began to ram his thick length into her throat, holding it deep inside for a moment before letting her breathe. He didn't often gag her this way, so she needed the practice. He looked down at her, on all fours to accomodate his height. If any Goomba didn't blow his load looking at this, the distinctive way the princess popped her legs as she walked, her ditzy blonde face, covered in cum, then he didn't know what hope the Mushroom Kingdom had. "Come now Princess, show me what you can reaalllly do!"

[User] Peach gasped and let out muffled sounds of disapproval as the little toad gagged her on his cock. But at least it was getting easier to deal with. Still, she couldn't imagine what it would be like if someone were to walk in on them like this. How embarrassing! Not only that she was the princess and being used this way--but that someone so small would be using her. Still, she knew she had to do her best. It was for the kingdom! So she relaxed her throat and sucked on him as she began to bob her head up and down his cock, working him over as best she could from her position on the floor.

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Toadsworth was in heaven as he looked into the Princess' eyes as she bounced up and down his cock like the slut she truly was. His hands in her hair, he fucked her face as rough as he could, pounding in and out while moaning. "Be sure to stimulate yourself while you suck me Princess, it is crucial to the success of your offensive!"

Just as Toadsworth yelled out "Yes caress my cock with your throat, swallow against it my Princess," the chamber door slammed open! All of the horny toads had come down from upstairs, the commotion audible to everyone. "We've come to help your training Princess!" All of their fat cocks were very hard, having milked themselves to the princess' dirty photographs.

They immediately formed a circle around her face, each of them stroking his own cock. This was a drill rarely performed, but now that it had begun, the princess would have to suck off, and drink each Toad's cum. She was surrounded by hard cocks, eager to feed her all their cum.

[User]
Muffled cries of protest left the princess as he got very rough with her. It was too much! Still, she did her best to give him what he so clearly wanted--an orgasm. So she kept her mouth sliding up and down his cock with his guidance, not at all pleased with the pace he was taking. She reached beneath her dress to do as he said, her skirts slipping aside as she began to play with herself. When the door slammed open she nearly had a heart attack!

Since her throat was currently stuffed with Toadsworth's dick, she couldn't really look around, so she was even more on edge until the little toads announced their presence and took their place around her. She looked around, still sucking off the chancellor as they watched her, forming a circle around her. Blushing, the princess slipped her fingers beneath her panties and tried her best to get off as she sucked the chancellor. There were so many cocks... she was going to have to suck them all?

Why today of all days? She already had to deal with the Goomba problem! Determined to finish soon, she sucked Toadsworth harder, letting him be rough with her as she played with her clit.

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Toadsworth continued fucking the Princess' face in front of all the other Toads, their hungry faces eyeing the Princess's stuffed, compliant one. Toadsworth was considerably older than the others, so he took a long time to orgasm, "Are you ready for all this Toad spunk, Princess?!" He blasted ribbons of thick white paste all over her face, and promptly passed out on the ground. The ripe mushroom on his head sprung off, a new one grew underneath, and slid its way towards Peach, her mandatory reward for a job well done.

The other Toads immediately began to queue up for the Princess. Luckily for her, they were all very young and inexperienced, and half of them would cum within 30 seconds of the Princess sucking them off, the other half within 2 minutes. Their main utility was in blasting the Princess with cum, drenching her clothes and her face with their sticky hot seed. The smell would attract all the Goombas to her like flies to honey.

As all of this went on, there was an earshattering SLAM, and whatever it was bounced off the castle doors. Clearly, the Goombas had arrived via cannon fire. They'd be swarming all over the nearby areas now.

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The princess coughed a little as Toadsworth pulled out so quickly, leaving her face covered in his cum. Panting softly she composed herself while the toads lined up for her. She could hear a cannon and the shaking of the castle doors. She would really need to hurry if she didn't want to be overcome with enemies. Knowing that she had to suck all of them off, she fixed a determined look on her face and took the first of them stroking once or twice before taking his cock into her mouth. She sucked and sucked, bobbing her head up and down his cock until he was finished.

Peach moved through the line like this, making sure they all got what they needed. When it was all over she was practically drenched from head to toe in the toad's cum. Feeling sticky and a little gross, she panted as she finished, standing up. She'd managed to cum once or twice during the whole ordeal, so her panties were pretty well soaked, too. Just how was she supposed to fight like this? She left them all there, heading back up to the castle doors, knowing she didn't have time to change.

"Alright. Here we go!"


[User] Thomas sat down with her, relaxing. "Thank you." he said to the woman in the kitchen. Another construct, of course. He had so many.

[Assistant] Lydia was entirely oblivious to the fact that the woman wasn't human nor was she aware that the imbued fruit was mixed in with the bunch she had peeled. She picked up another piece of apple peel and snacked on it. She was leaning over the work table chatting with the cook like they were best friends. Had she known it was a construct she probably would have found it odd that the cook had a personality to speak of. She even had memories of a sort, at least of her life in the manor. "Thomas?" Lydia asked still watching the work around the kitchen. "Why do you have such a big house?" It was asked in a sort of offhand way as if the answer really didn't matter to her, she was curious though. "I mean the place we came from was kind of... well a dive but this place is incredible."

[User] "It's the usual way of things for mages to earn much money." he said, "And so I spent it on creating this place. The basement is removed from my home so I can experiment there with little harm to this estate." he explained.

[Assistant] The fact he needed a lab in a realm outside his own to ensure no damage was done was a testament to the power he was probably capable of. "Your life seems kind of lonely." Lydia said idly. "Oh... gosh I'm sorry... that sounded much ruder then I intended." Lydia said with a grimace. A peculiar feeling was washing over her, it made her feel relaxed, warm and vaguely pleasurable. "Did you find that food?" She asked suddenly her eyes widening in alarm.

[User] "It must have been this apple." he said, in error. "Why do you ask? You seem to be enjoying it, after all." he said with a chuckle. Mana was one of the few things homeopathy actually worked on---spread out through the whole cobbler, it'd affect her more and more intensely the more she ate.

[Assistant] Lydia dropped the apple peel she'd been eating and pushed the pile away. She gave the steaming cobbler and apprehensive glance as the cook set it out too cool. "I think I will pass on dessert." She stated with as much dignity as she could muster, annoyed at his pleased expression.

[User] "Is it not to your liking?" Thomas asked gently. "No matter. I apologize for soiling the meal in any case, either directly or not. We need to teach you properly anyway."

[Assistant] She had a powerful urge to stick her tongue out at him. "The food is fine." She muttered. "And the effects weren't so bad..." Lydia said in a quiet voice a blush creeping up her neck. "You don't need to apologize it's my fault for not listening in the first place." She yawned loudly, covering her mouth with both hands. "Could lessons wait until tomorrow I'm exhausted." She asked now that she had gotten cleaned up and fed and her head stuffed with more knowledge about this new world then she ever dreamed of knowing she realized she was both physically and mentally wiped.

[User] Thomas nodded. "Go right ahead to bed. Remember my advice." he said as he rose, heading to bed---"Oh, and to summon a construct, simply speak its monicker."

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"I will remember." Lydia said with a smile. "Goodnight!" She watched him leave the room and rose to her feet. As she left the kitchen she wondered if she would be able to find her room. After almost 20 minutes of wandering the halls she found the entry hall with the portal door. Pleased with herself that she made it here she followed his original instructions to her room. Which it turned out was right down from the bath. She pushed open the door and her breath caught. The room was massive and it took her a moment to realize that this was an outer room. There were shelves of books, plush chairs and beautiful dark wood furniture. Thick carpets were thrown over the marble floors and serene paintings decorated the walls.

A large fire was already crackling in the marble fireplace. In the actual bedroom a massive pillared bed took up the bulk of the space. Large red and gold fabric was draped around the pillars and matched the bedding and curtains. A large wardrobe that matched the bed was situated in one corner and two matching stands on either side of the bed held lamps that were glowing warmly. Much to her delight the wardrobe was filled with clothing she would need. Pulling out what she assumed was a nightgown she stripped down and pulled it over her head. It had thin straps and was so white it was almost sheer but it felt lovely. As she approached the bed she remembered what Thomas had said and found herself blushing again. Flipping down the covers she ran a hand over the sheets, they did feel nice but she didn't think she could sleep nude. Shaking her head she slid into the bed and within minutes was sound asleep.

[User] Morning came with a butler waking her gently. "Good morning, my lady. I am to lead you to Thomas for instruction as soon as you are prepared."

[Assistant] Lydia sat up and rubbed her eyes giving him a sleepy smile. "Okay." She said with a yawn, her hair sticking up all over the place. After he left the room she rolled of the bed and stretched, cat-like. She picked out clothing from the wardrobe and changed, a similar blouse and a knee length skirt went on underneath her robe today. Finding a pair of plain black heels in the wardrobe she threw them on and quickly straightened her hair. As she expected the butler was standing in the sitting room waiting impassively for her. "I'm ready." She chirped.

[User] She was led to another room, a large study. "Stand in the circle." Thomas said. "We must begin by infusing you with Mana. It will feel similar to yesterday's touch, only more intense." he said. A large runed circle sat in the floor.

[Assistant] Lydia moved to stand where he indicated inside the circle and swallowed hard. "More... intense?" She said glad that her voice didn't waver. Yesterday had been embarrassing enough and that was just a trickle if she understood correctly.

[User] "Remain still..." Thomas said, and he started slow---Mana flowing into her from her feet up. It was gentle, but without pause or stopping---and it seemed to grow.

[Assistant] Lydia closed her eyes and tried not to fight against it though it was an uphill battle. The stronger it got the more she wanted to fight it her body instinctively tensing up. Her fists were gripping her fluttering robes as she concentrated on breathing.

[User] "Let it in. Let the reaction take you." he said softly, the power increasing. "You'll only get hurt if you don't!"

[Assistant] It took every once of willpower Lydia had left to do as he said. As she forced her muscles to relax fire flooded her body, searing through her closer to pain than it was to pleasure. With a cry her eyes snapped open, they were practically glowing from the flood of mana. Bolts of energy crackled over her skin and robes and her hair snapped wildly in a wind that wasn't there. Thomas' blue mana slowly changed to emerald as it flowed through her and became hers. After the initial flood of energy she began to feel as if she were floating and it became much easier to accept. Closing her eyes again she let it wash over her in waves a small smile crossing her lips.

[User] "There." Thomas said, snapping his fingers. "Now then. This is important, don't touch anything." he said. "Your clothing will degrade if touched with Mana, unravel. So now that it's yours, we need to ground it..." he held out a pitcher of water. "Touch the water."

[Assistant] Lydia carefully did as he said swirling her finger in the water gently. She felt odd, like having too much coffee. A soft hum through her body that made her want to bounce on the spot.

[User] And the water turned a bright emerald green. Thomas smiled. "Excellent. You can filter mana and turn it into prana." he said with a nod. "With this I can make your wand."

[Assistant] Lydia grinned at him. "That's exciting, the one I watched you make was very pretty." Lydia wandered feeling a powerful need to move about. "I feel like I have a sugar high." She joked pacing around the room. "It was certainly a... unique experience..." She tapped a finger against her lips thoughtfully.

[User] "Yes, Mana filtering does that. It's different for everyone." he said with a smile. "There may be some strange aftereffects, however, the most common being a lack of care for clothing, followed by total loss of inhibition. I bottled one of those somewhere, but it wasn't the same..."

[Assistant] "So its basically like being drunk." Lydia stated in a rather disapproving tone. "Doesn't that seem a bit... odd?" She questioned. The last thing she wanted was to go strutting around the manor naked without a care in the world. Even thinking about it made her face burn. "And what do you mean you bottled it..." Her mind wandered back to two nights previous. After he had compelled her he had handed her a bottle with out an explanation. She could vaguely recall being much more forward then usual. "Is THAT what you gave me the other night after you mind controlled me!" She asked staring at him. "And here I thought you were rather frigid and didn't have an interest in the opposite sex." She teased, though she still disapproved of what he had done that night there was no point fighting about it now.

[User] "Is that what I gave you?!" Thomas asked. "I thought it was just a meal, I didn't... Oh, right. The labels." he sighed. "Damnable imps." he muttered. "In any case, I've apologized for it. Let me make you a gift..." he pulled the wand from its case, the one he had worked on before.

[Assistant] Lydia laughed at him gently when he cursed his minions. He seemed to be more then a little scatter brained at times. When he pulled out the beautifully carved wand from its case she gave out a squeal of delight. "Really!" She cried bouncing excitedly. "Really REALLY?!" Before she could stop herself she tackled him in a fierce hug nuzzling against his chest. After a moment she looked up and blushed a pretty red color. "Oh... sorry..." She murmured stepping away though unable to hide her gleeful smile at having received the wand.

[User] Slowly, Thomas dipped it in the deep green fluid. When he pulled it out, it was a deeper brown, except for the runes, which were like small green gems. He smiled, looking it over. "Disruption." he said. "That is your Word."

[Assistant] Lydia watched him closely a look of concentration on her face. "My word?" She asked. "That sounds a bit negative..." She wondered aloud. Despite her concern Thomas was smiling while examining the tool.

[User] "Disruption has many faces." Thomas said. "My Word is Time. You bring changes---large and small, you disrupt everything around you. Ill or good, chaos walks beside you. When you wake up, you shake hands with Loki, and when you sleep, you high-five Raven." he said with a smile, "Who knows how great or small the changes you will bring?"

[Assistant] "No pressure right." Lydia joked with a nervous smile. Changing the subject she leaned against the edge of a table. "So I have mana, I have a wand both of which by the way seem like more then beginner things." She said with a small smile to show she was teasing. "What happens next?"

[User] "Next is the hard part." Thomas said, "Learning how to properly move mana and manipulate it into miraculous effect can take years."

[Assistant] Lydia laughed lightly. "So that means your stuck with me for a while huh?" Lydia asked smiling. "Well that's okay, as long as I can keep using that amazing bath." She joked with a grin. Lydia wasn't really sure when it happened but she realized as she stood there joking good-naturedly with him that she was much more comfortable being around him. _Though some of his ideals still conflict with mine..._ She mused to herself watching indicate something on a chart.


[User] Leaning back away from Joseph, Allison slipped off the tight top revealing the black lacy bra that barely held in her large breasts and with reluctance slipped off of his lap so she could remove the skirt. She knew she had a good body and made a little show for him as she stripped, the tiny black thong granting him a good look at her shapely backside. Turning back to him as she let her hair tumble down around her shoulders, she knelt before him and unfastened his pants. "I can't wait to taste you," she groaned as she released his erection and licked her lips a split second before she let that tongue brush languidly along the flaring head. Still she held his gaze, eyes undressing him as her lips slipped over the edge and she drew him deep into her mouth.

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Joseph watched intently, as she slipped off her top. His mouth was ajar, but he never realized it. That was probably partly due to all of the blood rushing out of his brain.

The cheerleader, his student, the girl he had yet to admit that he listed after, continued on with her fantastic show. Off came the skirt, revealing all of her long, beautiful legs. His hands gripped the arms to the chair even tighter for no good reason. You could've told him that he had won million dollars, and he wouldn't have reacted at all.

His expression didn't change until she knelt down in front of him, his erection completely noticeable inside his pants. As she undid them and lowered them and the boxers a little, he offered no resistance. And as the tip of her sultry tongue glided around the head, before taking more of him, that's when he let out a loud moan.

[User]
Every move he made, Allison noted and smiled, particularly when he gripped the arms of the chair. He had to have experience but right now he was acting just like a guy about to get laid for the first time in his life. Which thrilled her beyond reason. She felt powerful and shivered when he moaned, increasing the suction and taking more and more of him into her mouth. Her tongue lashed along the underside and treated the opening to a nice tickling motion.

The sound she made was a deep growling purr as her hands moved along his thighs. Then she released him only to lick from the base all the way to the tip, that teasing glint still in her dark eyes as she stroked him with one hand and reached behind her with the other to unfasten the bra. "You taste really good, Coach Joseph. Want me to continue or shall I do something else to you?" she asked as she drew her shoulders inward so the bra fell away from he body and revealed her dusky nipples.

[Assistant]
Her mouth gently worked on his shaft, giving a fair amount of attention to each inch of it. Joseph had closed his eyes for a moment, only to open them again to look down and watch the 18 year old in action. He heard the subtle slurping sounds coming from her, which only added to the intense feeling of passion reverberating through his body. Her mouth felt warm and moist, and caused him to ponder what else of hers felt the same way.

His eyes were locked onto hers, as she pulled away, only to take over with her hand. He bit his bottom lip, knowing that she was about to unhook her bra. Once her big, firm breasts were freed, any ethical doubts he had in his mind were wiped out. "Continue..." he said between deep inhalations.

[User] Feeling him pulse in her hand and hearing that single word exhaled so full of desire sent delicious shivers throughout Allison's body. "As you wish," she replied in a husky voice. As her mouth enveloped him again, her free hands tossed the bra aside. Rubbing herself through her panties, she eventually worked those off and as she swooped down his length placed them on his chest. He could feel her warmth and catch her scent. Needing him so desperately and yet continuing to please him as he asked, she touched herself again, this time dipping her fingers past the bare lips and teasing her most intimate parts which made her suck him that much more enthusiastically.

[Assistant]
The combination of her hand and her mouth was driving Joseph up the wall. Not to mention the fact that they were doing something so taboo. Having inappropriate relations with one of your students, he could imagine the principal saying. Her skimpy panties rested on top of his chest, its color contrasting with the light color of his polo shirt. He couldn't see her other hand, but he was sure that she was touching herself down there. Strands of her dark hair fell around her face, and grazed his inner thighs.

He let out a soft moan, one after another, as ripples of pleasure came through him. "Oh... damn..." he slipped out.

[User] Allison was relentless, the speed of one hand on half of his shaft increasing with a slight twisting motion as the suction on the rest of him reached an almost unbearable degree. Her tongue wickedly found those sensitive places and danced along the ridge and opening, begging him for release so she could taste him fully. Her other hand was bringing herself closer to climax and the slurping noises were joined by the wet sounds of her fingers plunging in and out of her pussy. Her breath raced in and out of her nose harshly with occasional groans as she wantonly took pleasure with him though she ached for more of him.

[Assistant]
The scene before him was almost surreal. Joseph watched as the head of his female student bobbed up and down at a quickening pace. Her round, full breasts bounced along with her movements. Her hand kept working his shaft like an expert, and worked in tandem with her warm mouth. It was almost like she knew how to get him exactly where he needed to be. He bit his bottom lip lightly, as another moan escaped, and another, and his breathing became more labored. She was helping him quickly reach that point of no return.

A couple of moments later, his orgasm came roaring throughout his body. The death grip he had on the arms of his chair Would prove that. He felt his cock unleash the first of several shots of his thick cum as it hit the back of her throat. His moaning turned into grunts that were forcefully lowered, out of fear of someone walking by the closed office and hearing the noise.

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Allison growled lustily when he started cumming, swallowing quickly and continuing to do so greedily as he stifled his grunts. Even when he stopped shooting, she sucked and licked so that not a drop was missed. Letting go with her hand, she dipped far down the shaft and slowly pulled upward to continue the sensation just a little while longer. Her own climax had been minimal but still pleasant, the results making her fingers slick with her juices which she reached up and rubbed along his lower lip.

Again she made her way to his lap, straddling so that her nude body trapped his cock between them. "That was for being a great coach," she purred and nibbled his neck and ear. "But there's so much more to you and I want it all." Her hips tilted and he could feel her moist lower lips rubbing against his length. "Stop holding back," she whispered and lightly bit his earlobe.

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Joseph watched, as she separated herself from him in one long, slow motion. He let out a softer moan as she went along, and his half-limp member rested against his body. He hadn't been sucked like that in a long time, and was sure that she noticed, with the volume he gave her. Overall, it was one of those sensations that felt ten times better since he hadn't felt it in quite a while. Then he licked his lips when she trailed her fingers across them, tasting her own slick juices. It only confirmed his theory as to what she was doing with her other hand.

Then she climbed on top of him, and he could get a good whiff of what she smelled like. It was a mixture of perfume, the outdoors, and sex, and it was quite enticing. The surprise he felt at her wanting more, right then and there, was quickly forgotten thanks to the shivers down the spine he felt when she nibbled on his earlobe. "Oh gosh..." he whispered in response. His hands went to reach for her hips, and felt how round and firm they were. She rubbed herself against him, and he could feel himself slowly waking up down there again.

[User] "That's it," Allison purred and continued to tease his cock with her wet sex gliding along his growing length. "Touch me anywhere, taste me everywhere. Whatever you want is yours," she tempted. Her fingers quickly worked his shirt open and her hands roamed his chest as her lips and tongue slipped down his neck and then around his jaw line. "How long has it been since you could let go and take what you want? Just lay me back on your desk and be nasty ... I can take it and more importantly, I want it."


[User] "On the contrary, I believe women should have as much say in anything as anyone else." Warrior replied. "I will listen and contemplate on anything you say... yet I still have power over you. Remember this." Nathan grinned and watched her as she began to braid her hair. He remained silent for some moments, letting her get some braids done before he looked back toward her. "Tatiana. Explain to me something. You are of royal birth, and your whole demeanor back in your kingdom confused me. I know not of royalty and how they live. Why was it you were so... shocked and confused when I simply touched your face? You act as if none had ever made contact with you." It was obvious that he wasn't born of royal blood, which may have said something in terms of his whole demeanor.

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"I am a direct descendant of the Queen God, from a union with a human man." Tatiana looked over at him and said, "No man would dare to touch me... I carry holy blood in my veins. The only other people who would make skin contact with me were members of my own family and servants who assisted me in dressing, bathing and other ways." She scooted away from him a bit, feeling afraid of him. "If I made contact with someone who was not of royal birth, they would wear gloves when they shook my hand or touched me. No man dared to kiss me... to touch me one would have to be blessed by my father as my husband." She looked at him and said, "You made me dirty when you touched me... not only did you touch me, you touched blood on my skin..." She looked sicked and said, "No one has ever dared to do such a disrespectful thing, to dirty and degrade a woman of the royal family in such a manner."

Tatiana glanced over at him and said, "You are a cruel man, cold... I am marrying you out of necessity. Its not an issue of your birth that distances me from wanting to know you... but your cold nature." She turned away from him again.

[User] "You've got quite the tongue on you for a royal." Warrior replied and moved over to sit by her. He touched her chin once more and turned her head to look at him... and immediately his lips would place themselves upon hers for a mere second before he pulled away. "Then how was that? Your first kiss from your only husband. Hmhmhm... your lips were so tender and juicy." He reached over and placed a hand on her leg and began to rub up and down it gently. "Once I remove this armor... we will consummate this marriage of ours and live as husband and wife for the rest of our lives."

[Assistant] Tatiana looked at him carefully and then looked away again touching her lips. "I know we will... I always imagined my marriage and wedding day a bit differently. Being excited, happy and eager for my life to begin... but as it stands now I can not wait for it to end." She felt her shoulders slump and she let him touch her as she felt tears threaten against her. Tatiana felt her body shaking and she wiped at her eyes as they arrived in the camp. She looked around and saw the large tent---for their leader. She was lead inside by some guards and then looked around awkwardly as she sat down on the bed. It was so comfortable... god she was hungry... and tired.

[User] The next time she would see her husband after she was taken to the tent, Warrior would be unarmed and holding a tray of food for her. On the tray was a large chicken for the two of them, the meat already cut off and layered and without bones... bread slices lined the frame of the tray and two apples and some grapes were also layered. In the center of the tray, a bottle of wine with two glasses for them. There were also silverware consisting of sharp forks and knives for them to eat with. He laid the tray down on the bed and sat down on the bed, the tray now between himself and Tatiana. "Eat up, my wife. Feast upon tonight's dinner."

[Assistant] "Thank you." Tatiana whispered out and looked away from him with a pair of sad eyes, she began to eat slowly. She was trembling, tears falling down her face. Not understanding how to live with this man. He went from crazy to kind in seconds. This man was dangerous in her opinion... he threatened her and then tried to warm her towards him. She ate her fill then looked up at him, tears in her chocolate brown eyes as she said, "My wedding night..." She looked around the tent, obviously not seduced or warmed towards the idea of sharing his bed. "Is not what I expected it would be..." The candle light fell across the princess, making her skin almost glow in the light. She looked up and her eyes met his as she waited for the terrible affair to be over.

[User] "Yes yes. Not full of happy spectators who want nothing more than for you to see their false happiness and for you to shower them in your wealth. Bunch of beggars, they are." Warrior murmured in annoyance as he simply ate an apple, some bread, and one piece of chicken and nothing else. "My dear wife... the night is not over yet... finish your meal and we'll get to working off the extra weight we've just eaten." He grinned and winked to her, and laid down on his back with his hands behind his head. He was half naked, his upper body showing his bare skin which was flawless, no battle scars whatsoever which told of how easily he could dispatch his foes without problem. His eyes were closed and he seemed to relax... and on the platter of food, the knife shone ever so brightly in the candlelight...

[Assistant] Tatiana looked at the knife, and then at him. She knew what would happen if he saw her grab it and attack him. He would kill her slowly, and her family. Tatiana stood up and walked away from him, pacing desperately. She obviously did not want to share his bed this night... she looked at him then dashed out of the tent. His guards reached for her, she spun around and said, "Come with me." They froze and looked confused. "I simply need fresh air, come accompany me." She turned and walked away from them as they followed after her. She knew her husband would follow after---perhaps even angry. She walked into a clearing away from the camp and looked up at the stars watching them carefully as tears fell down her face.

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Warrior saw her run out, but did not chase after her. He knew his men would not allow her to escape camp and would drag her back if she was truly trying to escape. Yet he overheard her ask for an escort, and allowed them off. He yawned and called for someone to take the leftovers away and then he stood up and began to work off the extra weight by walking around the camp, but not going after Tatiana. He roamed around the camp even longer, making sure everything was in shape and so they wouldn't have to worry about retaliation from any escaped soldiers looking for revenge during the night. And once Tatiana hadn't came by then, he grew annoyed. "You! Where did my wife go!?" "She took some soldiers with her and headed out into the woods!" The soldier pointed in the direction they went, and Nathan walked off.

Upon arriving to Tatiana's area, he approached her and looked to the stars that she had looked at the entire time, and dismissed the soldiers that were with her. "You've been gone an awful long time, my wife. I'm surprised you didn't try to kill me when I gave you the chance. The knife on the platter... heh... I would've thought you'd try to kill me. Why didn't you, Tatiana?"

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"What difference would it have made? Another like you would rise and my family would be killed for my act of rebellion." Tatiana responded not even glancing up at him, she laid on her back and looked up at the stairs, not particularly interested in her husband's desires. She pushed some free hair strands from her face as the night wind blew over her face. Bluebell flowers moved around her in a sort of dance as she turned her head to look up at her husband. "Why would you give me the chance? Hoping that you would have the perfect reason to beat me?" She shook her head and turned away from him with a sigh, slowly standing. "I can not believe my situation, about to be married off to a man who sees me only as a piece of meat, who murdered my father... and threatened my family."

She pushed past him as she paced and said, "You can't even make an attempt at romancing me... it must be the bad breeding." She glanced over at him, a look that said she was a member of royalty looking at a low life. "Gentlemen entice a woman to romance and love through flowers, words and gifts... you can't even say a kind word before you demand a wedding night." She turned and walked towards the camp, not looking back at her husband to be.

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Warrior listened to her reasons when he questioned her and sat down next to her as she looked up toward the stars and continued to explain her answer. When she stood up and mentioned that he'd have beaten her if she had tried to kill him, he laughed lightly and shook his head. "Not beaten. Punished, yes... but not severely for I was testing you and would have brought it upon myself." When she spoke of the situation that she was in, married to a man who killed her father and ruined her life in less than half of a day, he laughed even more. "You think I see you as nothing more than meat?" He stood up and continued to listen to her explain that he wasn't even romancing her, and remained silent until she was completely finished with her little speech of hers.

As she walked off, he walked toward her and grasped her by the arm to stop her. It was not a tight grasp but moreover one that would hold her in place. "Stop." He said bluntly and pulled her close to him slowly. He draped his arms around her hips and looked her in the eyes. "You say you wish for an attempt at romancing you? Then what about now? The strong starlight with the moon ever so bright... us standing in a field as I hold you ever so close... my eyes gazing into yours as I try to woo the woman I have fallen for... you say you're nothing but a piece of meat to me? But think about it. As powerful as I am... why would I not have any other suitors? I have been waiting for the woman of my dreams who would cause me to become so awestruck that it stopped my bloodlust... don't you think that that is romantic in its own way?"

[Assistant] To his surprise Tatiana burst into tears and pushed on his chest as she cried. "No... you killed my father!" She trembled and slipped down his body to the ground. Today had been pure hell, pure nightmare... pure fear and destruction. "I'm sorry... I just... fallen for me? if you fell for me you would have spared my father... my family instead of being such a cold and murderous man!" She stood up and ran away from him, towards the camp, she didn't know where she was going---she was just running blindly from him. She didn't care where she was going... she just wanted to get away from him.


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Jackson was surprised at her reaction to his ogling, or rather the lack of reaction. In fact, when she blushed at his question about her age, rather then the position of his eyes, was all the evidence in the world to make a conclusion; she was interested in him. But interested how? He'd have to press her about the issue sooner or later, but for now it was actually kind of fun to continue this dance of words.

"Little girl? Look at yourself" Jackson said, giving her a grin and a quick swipe of his attention across her body, "If I had some of my friends with me they'd be asking you out to dinner in a heartbeat." Jackson could do nothing but merely grin and watch as her blush turned all the more noticeable upon asking about his own age, his almost alluring look at her possibly causing even more of a reddish hue to gather in her face, "I'm 47" he said, looking at the track ahead. As though trying to talk her out of doing anything serious, he added, "Too old for girls such as you, even though such a thing wouldn't be too... unwanted."

[Assistant] Just as Esmeralda thought: Mr. Jackson was way too old for her. Yet all the guys her age were immature little brats compared to him. Esmeralda knew she'd never find anyone her age with as much charm and good looks as him. She blushed all the more when he remarked at her beauty. "You look good, for your age," she commented. "I wish 20-something year olds looked as good as you. They all look like such jerks. It's painful, really. If I wanted to date a kid, I'd go down to the playground. At least five year olds have more respect and know how to treat a lady better than a 25 year old."

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It was obvious at this point where Esmeralda's desires lay, her talk about his body and looks, her annoyance at "kids" her age... all Jackson had to do was ask. The knowledge that this beautiful young thing beside him would be willing to sleep with him if he gave any attempt at seduction was intoxicating, and it was now that Jackson noticed a feeling he hasn't had in a while rushing to a particular organ south of his waist. He didn't just want this, he needed this.

"Speaking of playgrounds" Jackson said as he began to slow down to a light jog, as though wanting to casually talk (amongst other things) with Esmeralda on their way, "there's one close to here. Considering the time I doubt anyone but teens will be nearby, want to go there and perhaps talk?" The way he said talk, and that smile across his lips... Easily implied more could go on them the simple exchange of words.

[Assistant] "Sure," Esmeralda said with a shrug. She had nothing better to do. Besides, why not indulge herself in a little fantasy. Come tomorrow, she might not ever see Mr. Jackson again, and be stuck again with the pigs her own age. She wished all men were as handsome, mature, and respectful as Mr. Jackson.

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It was barely a few minutes of brisk jogging until they were out of the woods. The left gave way to a wide, open area meant for general running or soccer, with a playground outfitted close by. To the right of them was the ever present woods, which tapered off until it was a mere buffer zone between the park and the urban development beyond.

As they moved to the playground, Jackson moved to one of the swing sets, "After you" he said, offering the seat to her. As she went to sit down, Jackson seated himself on the one next to her, "This all feels so childish" he said to himself as much as her, "Tell me Esmeralda, what are you interested in perhaps... Doing?"

Jackson wasn't really much for playing games now at this point, his eyes looking her over as he said the last parts of his sentence, she definitely knew what he was asking for.

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Esmeralda's heart was pounding as she took her seat. Here she was, alone with the man of her dreams, an older, married man, and, unless her imagination was truly getting the better of her, he was hitting on her. If he were any uglier or younger, she'd suddenly remember she had something to do, and hurry up and leave. As it were, she found this man very attractive. She decided to press her luck. Hopefully, she wouldn't regret her decision.

"Well, I thought we could chat a bit," she began. "But if you have something else in mind, please, do share." She smiled a sweet, girlish smile, her heart hammering out of her chest and an anxious pit forming in her stomach.

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"Well," Jackson said, rubbing the chains on the swing as he looked at her longingly, "Ah hell Jackson, do it" his mind was commanding him. This was his chance at something more then another lonely jerk over his toilet, this was a chance at someone who longed to please him.

Jackson got up, walking over to stand in front of Esmeralda, "Well, I was thinking of something... More intimate" he said, leaning down to give her a long, hungry kiss as a hand began to grip her back, slowly sliding down to touch the top of her ass.

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Esmeralda's eyes widened when Mr. Jackson gave her the kiss. Usually, she'd strike anyone who dared try something like that on her. But Mr. Jackson wasn't anyone. Those who dared kiss her were virulent young males anyway, whose egos had gone to their heads, and thought they could score easily on a big chested girl simply because they were God's gift to women. Besides, their kisses were more akin to having her lips sucked off by a vacuum. But Mr. Jackson was delicate and light, yet at the same time deep and passionate.

Esmeralda had kissed boys on the lips herself, but those whom she'd graced with such a favor were so shocked that a girl like her would dare kiss them, they didn't know how to respond. Not only was this a man who knew how to kiss, he was a man Esmeralda wanted to kiss. She returned his kiss, and slipped her arms around his chest, and heaved herself to her feet as she pulled herself into an embrace. Mr. Jackson's muscled chest felt surprisingly warm and firm against her massive tits, and his stomach tickled her tight little tummy.

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The fact Esmeralda didn't run away upon Jackson's kiss was surprising, but not unaccepted. It was a long, long time for Jackson since a woman last kissed him like this, his mind racing with increasingly lewd thoughts of what he could do with, or to this young body wrapped around his lips. His hands began to explore her back as he kissed her, following her hot, smooth skin under her clothes from cupping her ass, to moving to her upper back. While this was going on, Esmeralda would be able to feel a bulge beginning to form in Jackson's shorts, a testament to her abilities in arousing the old man.

Breaking away from the kiss long enough for her to beg for more, he tugged on the tank top that hid the soft, warm breasts squished against his chest as he said, "What say we take this a bit further then kissing."

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Esmeralda had lost herself in Mr. Jackson's warm embrace. He felt so strong and solid. She squeezed him tighter, not minding the way his hands wouldn't stay in one place. She liked the way his hard, muscular chest and abs felt against her sensitive tummy and her enormous breasts. She giggled when she felt something tickle her thigh. When she did grace a boy with a kiss, she usually did cause erections. When this happened, she'd break the kiss, laugh, and give the boy a tight squeeze against her breasts. That usually made them squirm with embarrassment. But Mr. Jackson wasn't embarrassed. He was a man, not a boy. He knew just how to treat a woman.

When they broke the kiss, Esmeralda didn't answer Mr. Jackson. Instead, she nuzzled her face beneath his chin, and took one hand and ran it across his muscular chest. Her other hand pulled her in close to him on one side, while allowing him easy access to her left breast and her stomach. She leaned slightly into his arms, so that if he let go too much, she'd fall over. She looked up at him with a rapturous gaze in her blue eyes. It was obvious as to her answer.


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"Kill you Cassandra? I just wanted to lay out the ground rules." He said removing his hands from her neck. Though a hand remained on her shoulder he kept her held against the wall more for his own safety then his own. He didn't trust her, and she was clearly mad at him for having done this, and so the best way to solve that was to simply keep pressing his new found advantage.

"You are lucky that my hands don't remain right where they are, as for going our own ways... no I don't think so we are both thieves, so until I know you a little better I'm not letting you out of my sight." As he spoke he let her go and took a step back. "Sorry your stuck with me since I saved your life."

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Cassandra's breasts were pushing against the material as her rage boiled within her, she was doing her best to keep calm but he was getting to her now. Her eyes look down at the hand on her shoulder, thinking over all the possible things she could do to it to make him regret ever touching her.

"Lucky? You would think that, the big strong man putting the little woman in her place, why don't you slap me around to I bet that would make you feel good." She glares at him as he lets go moving back, she moves quickly kicking out with her leg aiming for his crotch "A thief you call yourself, a true thief worth anything doesn't steal from someone then sell it back. And you didn't save my life, you were a convenient distraction was all."

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Soren let out a harsh laugh as he pushed back and let go of Cassandra. He turned around and resumed walking shaking his head and leaving her with no penalty. "I don't hit children, and that's what you are right now, a petulant child unable to think past her own dumb ambitions."

He shook his head with a heavy sigh. "Keep the item, after all it's pretty well worthless right now. Face it with a theft gone right you would have had trouble pawning it for half of its actual value, now with a lord dead, and half the city guard looking for it anyone who has that will be the murder suspect, and the item is therefor worthless. You wouldn't find a buyer willing to pay 20% on an item like that. My way you get a 200% boon, with actual currency, because your little set of jewels won't even buy you a meal."

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Cassandra was literally shaking now, this all of this was his fucking fault. If he hadn't been there, she could have left and there would be no issue. He was right with the man dead now, the man he killed she couldn't get rid of the damn jewelry now. She would have to start over again because of this son of a bitch.

She takes the pouch out of her bag, and catches up throwing it at the back of his head "Fine, taking the fucking thing then." She moves grabbing his arm and with all of her strength, pushes him against the wall "You ever come near me again, I even see you around the same places I am. I will kill you myself, I am done with this. This was your fault, all of this was your damn fault."

With a growl she turns and walks ahead of him, she wanted to get out of here and away from him.

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Soren let out a small laugh as he felt the treasure hit the back of his skull with a light thud. It hurt, but also meant that he had won this little argument, and that was worth far more then the item its self. Sadly in winning he had also made it impossible for him to pick up the item as it would have marked him as a wanted man, he shook his head as he felt her body weight pushing him against the wall much as he had done to her.

"With an attitude like that how is it you have even gotten this far as a thief?" He shook his head dusting himself off as she stormed off to create another tantrum. "That's right run away, don't learn from the problem, run along if your lucky you can still catch the sailors down at the docks, because you would clearly make more as a whore then a thief if this is how you problem solve."

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Cassandra needed a drink and to sleep, she just wanted to get out of the sewer now and away from this man. But he was just so damn insistent on insulting her, and running his mouth. Why he just couldn't be satisfied and leave her alone, what the hell was his problem anyways. She heard his words and stopped her hand flexed as she fought the urge to reach for one of her knives, the fact that this man could get under her skin so easily really pissed her off.

She closes her eyes and takes in a breath letting it out slowly, her features calmed slightly as she turned back around. "No you see I did try the sailors, but they wouldn't have me. You see all they could go on about, was how great of a cock sucker Soren is. So I will just leave the whoring to you."

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Soren's jaw ticked lightly at the strong come back he enjoyed the fight that this woman had, but he could also tell just how much he was pissing her off, although she did have a cuteness to her maddened form he didn't want to push his luck too far. He had already seen that she was fully capable with knives, and that was reason enough to try and avoid aggravating her further.

"Cute." He said with a roll of his eyes. He walked behind her at a good distance wanting to give her some space, but at the same time using her as a way out of the sewer system. She clearly knew it better then he did, though he stopped at one point, hearing heavy foot falls echoing through the stone underground.

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"Yes that is what they say about you, but I just don't see it." It appeared Cassandra won this round, as he didn't seem to come back with anything much. Which surprised her as with most men, questioning their sexuality usually got them pretty pissed off. But it also seemed too, that he might need her as she was almost sure she knew this area better than he did. So she took the quiet and left it at that for now.

She was walking carefully for a little, when she also heard the footsteps. They seemed to be coming close, she turns back to look at Soren seeing he noticed also. She quietly moves back up to him "Give me the torch and hide in the shadows, if we are lucky they will think me a little weak girl lost down here like you did. If they cause trouble you can surprise them." She holds her hand out for the torch.

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Soren gave a nod hearing her plan it made sense, and it played off of her being the distraction which meant he could repay her for earlier when he had acted as the bait. stepping into the shadows he moved quietly as he looked around waiting for what ever was coming up to them. He wanted to make some kind of comment on what she had said, but at the same time he was slightly worried about what was coming down the corridor.

The footfalls continued to walk. The sound getting louder as the person seemed to not care about what they were doing. They were ether heavy on its own or wearing some form of heavy armor. As the creature showed its self however it proved to be the former, Soren's eyes widened as he looked at the heavy set green skinned orc. The creature smelled almost as bad as it looked with a leathery hide and a loin cloth, a lot of questions came to mind, the largest being how the hell an orc got inside the city walls.

The creature turned the corner holding a heavy set cudgel in its hands it looked over Cassandra with one eye the other having scar tissue over it. It looked like it was shocked too see a woman in the sewers, but readied its weapon non the less. Letting out a huff as it approached her threatening her.

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Cassandra grabbed the torch, but didn't take out a weapon yet, she wanted to look as non-threatening as possible. She looks back a moment to watch Soren go, then moves forward again some acting as if she was the only one in the tunnel. As the person came around the corner it was certainly not something she expected, her eyes opened wide looking at the orc in front of her.

She takes a few steps back as it moves forward threatening her, her hand reaching and taking out a knife. But she knew she was screwed if she was only relying on that, she swings the torch in front of her to keep it from approaching her. "What are you doing in the city ugly?" She certainly hoped Soren didn't run away and shit himself.


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The Captain watched her reaction to the dagger in his hand. He had no intention of hurting her; on the contrary, he was impressed by her courage just to come aboard, in disguise, and by what he saw of her on deck. There was no way he was going to toss her overboard, but he was going to have a lot of fun with her in the process.

"Butcher, eh? I think Pompey may have gone to him for some stew meat, or maybe it was the other." He moved the flattened blade of the dagger over her firm nipples, "Your curvy assets, girl, your breasts, your belly button, those things that make you a woman in man's clothes..." he then leaned in and kissed her lips briefly.

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Rosalie bit her lip when she felt the other placed the flattened blade on her nipples. She whimpered softly, her face turning redder, though she looked towards him with a fire in her eyes. She kissed him in slight surprise, a reaction as if she were jolting awake.

"I-I... well... um... my breasts have always been a little bigger than the other girls even though I'm rather small other wise..." she said quietly. "My belly button... as you can see... is an innie... actually my stomach in general is quite sensitive to touch..." she looked away with a red face.

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The captain smiled as he listened to her stutter, him and haw her way through his request. He finally got her slowed down, speech wise, stuttering her way through it all. "Yes, I can see that," he put his dagger up and back in his sheath, for the moment. He wanted to see how sensitive her belly was. He moved his right hand over her belly, and looked at her for a reaction, then his right index finger moved about the outline of her belly button.

He then took out the dagger, and cut her loose from the ropes holding her wrists and ankles together. He sat back up on the high back chair and handed her a glass of whiskey, and refilled his empty glass. "Soooo... Rosalie, cabin boy of the Sea Witch who is actually a girl, how do we handle this? And I still haven't heard anything about all this 'I do whatever you want to do' part of your conversation."

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When he touched her stomach, Rosalie whimpered slightly, biting her lip and looking away with a timid expression. Her sensitive stomach quivered beneath his touch and she shivered when his right index finger moved the outline of her belly button. "P-please, sir..." she whispered softly, "D-don't..."

When he cut her ropes loose, she stood up gratefully, stretching herself out and then covering her chest with one arm as she took a glass of whiskey rather curiously. She took a sip right before he asked the question, choking on the taste and flinching. She then looked towards him, "Oh... right..." she placed the whiskey down on the table. "If you let me continue as the position I'm in... I'll... do what you'd like..." her cheeks turned pink. She wasn't sure how to elaborate.

[User] Holden watched her stand up and stretch, admiring her belly button in a stretched vertical oval. He chuckled to himself as she choked on the whiskey. He made a note to himself, wine for now for her. He'd have to teach her to drink bourbon. He smiled and then glanced down at her clothes. "Get dressed, and then you tell me how far you'll go, and even show me, how far you'll go to stay my cabin boy and my keep your secret."

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Rosalie bit her lip before quickly getting her clothes back on. Then, she turned and looked back towards him, looking rather flustered now. "I could do many things, sir..." she walked closer to him.

"I'm not entirely skilled in what I believe you want... but... you could teach me..." she looked towards him seriously. "Just as I am eager to learn how to be a cabin boy... I can also be eager to learn how to be an object of your desires..."

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Captain Holden, by now was back on the high back chair, and looking her over as she put her clothes back on. He watched her come closer, "Name em... name those things you could do... better yet, show me." He smiled softly as he finished the whiskey in his glass, then put it on the table. He got up and looked deep into her eyes.

"You'll learn that's for sure, and there'll be no resistance or sass back either, understood... for you learning... and doing... both as a cabin boy and my woman, I'll keep your secret, till death if I have to." He brought her close to him and his hazel eyes looked deep into hers, as he stroked her hair softly. His hands then moved under her shirt and squeezed her curvy hips, as he enjoyed the touch of her soft skin. He knew that would toughen up, over time.

[Assistant] "Yes, sir... I understand..." Rosalie said in a serious tone, nodding towards him. Then, she bit her lip as he stroked her hair. "I will do everything in my power to please you, sir..." she blushed when he felt her hips and she slowly stood on her toes, pressing her lips up against his, starting to undo his shirt. She pulled him back gently so he was sitting on his desk and she could still kiss him, but with one leg up on the desk, spread in a slightly suggestive way. When his shirt was undone, she draped it gently on the desk.

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Captain Holden could tell she was going to please him, and also learn her job as cabin boy. He watched her blush when he squeezed her hips... he knew that Alan didn't ever do that to her, much less anything else was done to her. He felt her undoing his shirt an his hand undid the vest that covered his white silk shirt. the more she unbuttoned it, the more his hairy chest was exposed, as well as his belly button that rested above the hemline of his trousers.

He sat back on the desk for her, and he felt something through him he had not felt for years. Passion and desire started to move through him, and his kiss got deeper and more passionate, as his hands lifted her own shirt higher.

[Assistant] Rosalie appreciated his body as it was exposed to her. Then, as she was kissing him, she allowed him to remove her shirt again and she kissed him even stronger before beginning to kiss his neck, running her tongue over his neck and then nibbling further down his body. She kissed down his chest slowly, holding onto one of his hands.

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The Captain whispered softly as she kissed his neck, "mmmmmmm... Rosalie... this is going to be the start of something wonderful." He let her shirt on the desk with his, and then carried her over to the large bed in the room. He laid her down on the bed, her legs dangling off the side, and then undid her trousers, and removed them down her sexy legs. He smiled at her, "They say Rome wasn't built in a day, we have plenty of time to enjoy this, say all our lives," he then kissed her lips again and moved her into his bed. He left her panties on as he undressed down to his long john bottoms, then slid into bed beside her.

His left arm moved around her, his left hand rested over her belly button as he cuddled her close to him. He adjusted the cover over them and then looked over at her, "Talk to me Rosalie... just talk to me for now, let's get to know each other better."

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Rosalie clung to him when he carried her over. She smiled as he placed her down and undressed her with care. "You're right, sir... we need not hurry things..." she then smiled as he laid down beside her on the bed.

Getting comfortable with him, she sighed with content as he rested his hand on her stomach. As he looked at her, she smiled, "Get to know each other better? Yes... I'd like that..." she snuggled closer to him. "When did you become a pirate..." she asked quietly.


[User] Rhea discreetly savored the feeling of his hands on her shoulders, his gentle thrusts. Her moans were subtle and quiet, but they grew gradually in volume as worked at her. Her inhibition began to slip away and her hips slowly began to rock with his, and she ever so discreetly wrapped her legs around his hips, pulling him in deeper, deeper. Her back arched off the car again, and her head tilted back as she let out soft cries of pleasure.

[Assistant] It was clear that John's patience, and his pace, was paying off in a considerable manner, and his mind even wandered to taking this off the open road when he finished up with her here. Snug in the front seat of his cruiser, he could show this young babe a thing or two about the difference between a few gropes from her classmates and a real man's attention. One of his hands dropped from her shoulder to give a rosy nipple a light pinch and tug as he began to slowly pickup speed, his breathing growing more and more irregular.

[User] His pinch drew a cry from Rhea' lips and sent a jolt down her arched spine. She followed his pace, all of her unwillingness and resistance becoming a distant feeling, and the pleasure that tormented her body took full control. She raised her hips to his, her legs wrapping tighter and pulling him closer. Once again, her tongue found it's word, but the word found an entirely new meaning. "Please! Please!" she begged him, her body again beginning to twist and struggle helplessly against the car.

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John's pace was gradually beginning to accelerate as he eased her into something a little more akin to what he was used to; hard, rough, and with plenty of noise. Aside from her own noises and his breathless groans and grunts, another sound quickly rose to prominence in the crisp night air; a slap, slap, slap as his pelvis smacked against hers with each thrust, the noise wet from her juices as he impaled her over and over again.

"Please what?" he grunted breathlessly, grinning down at her as he gave her nipple another hard tweak, a particularly hard push of his hips nearly knocking her halfway across the hood. "Specify... now..."

[User] Her body didn't take kindly to this new battery, but Rhea hardly cared. Her hips thrusted wildly with his, and she let out cry after cry, struggling to find the breath to speak. She titled her head back, showing him her pale neck as her breasts bounced with each hard thrust. "Please!" she managed, just barely, between animalistic whimpers. "Inside... Me... Please!"

[Assistant] With a triumphant chuckle, John reached down and scooped the girl into his arms, keeping her rooted on his cock as one arm slid around her waist, the other cupping her buttocks to keep her supported. A step to one side and push forward, and her lower back thudded against the side of her own car, his height advantage keeping her legs in the air; using the new leverage, he began to thrust all the harder, nails digging into her soft, pale skin. "I knew you'd warm up to me," he grunted, punctuating it with a particularly powerful thrust upwards that had her entire body jerking like a rag doll, "and you're already hot for it, aren't you?"

[User] If her hands had been free, it would suffice to say that, only at this point, they would have found their way onto his body, unbuttoning his shirt, working over his chest. But they stayed behind her, inevitably leaving her helpless to do anything but speak with her words and with the vigorous movements of her body. Her skin burned, and her face flushed red with excitement as she felt her body suddenly being thrust into a new position, and her back found itself now against the cool glass of the car door window. Her eyes met his now, and she saw that fiery, hungry look opposite her own reluctant lust. But his nails on her skin and his rough thrust sent her head tilted back again in another cry, both of pain and a very intense pleasure.

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John wasn't quite prepared to uncuff her, not yet; her enjoyment aside, it might only take the brief pause needed to undo her cuffs for her to snap out of it and, for his purposes, she was far better off restrained for the moment. Once the edge was taken off his lust, then maybe there would be time for her to really participate... but for now, all decisions and impulses were his, and he had no trouble making that abundantly clear to her. He was starting to sweat under his uniform from the exertion, back arching a little to give him a better angle into her tight little cunt, and after so long stuck in a car with little but his own thoughts, he was more than a little pent up. So it wasn't very long at all before he felt his pressures beginning to build, carrying him closer and closer to his release...

But he didn't cum in her. Instead, at the last moment he gave a sharp grunt and swung her back onto the hood of a car, in a seated position; he pulled his cock out just in time to release, and before long he was spraying his load all over the young girl.

[User] Rhea watched in a dazed lust as he pulled himself out of her and his cum found it's way onto her breasts and stomach, denying her that ultimate sensation of being filled with his semen. She calmed down quickly, and looked up into his eyes, simply asking a single question: Was he done with her? He'd had his way with her and gotten his prize. Was she free to go?

[Assistant] John wasn't. Of course he wasn't. If she had thought he was going to let her march on her way after she'd already proven herself such an excellent little player, then she was even more naive than first believed. First he was kind enough to remove her handcuffs, easy enough now that he didn't have her bouncing around. Bending down and retrieving her ripped shirt, he tossed it at her. "Clean yourself up," he told her, gesturing to the mess she had covered herself in. Then he reached into her car, pulled out her keys, and headed back towards his cruiser, gesturing for her to follow; one small thing, though. The other three doors were locked, including the driver's seat; only the passenger door was open, and he settled into that chair himself...

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Rhea watched in subdued amazement as he took the keys from her car and made his way to his own – her mind just wasn't working so well, and it was a few moments before she fully realized what it was he was doing. She took the shirt in her hands and stared at it for a moment before wiping his cum off her stomach, and tossing the useless, soiled material down on the road. Her hands had marks where the cuffs had pressed against her skin, but her mind wasn't on that mild pain. It was on him.

He'd taken a seat on the passenger's side, and that enough was proof that he wanted her to join him, otherwise he'd have gotten in the driver's seat and driven away, leaving her there naked, dripping with his sex. She hesitated, but soon enough and bent down to retrieve her underwear; she didn't bother with the shorts, sensing that he'd just want them off again, but throwing on the thin, lacy material over her soaked pussy at least made her feel the slightest bit protected. And she made her way to his cruiser, hesitating at the door, searching his face for some inclination of what he wanted from her, and then crawling on top of him, straddling him with her legs. It wasn't exactly spacious, and her breasts just barely brushed the fabric of his shirt, her face inches from his. Her voice was quiet as she asked, "What do you want?"

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John hadn't tucked himself back into his pants when she crawled atop him, and it wasn't long before he began to swell again, her proximity and the smell of her soaked slit more than enough to overcome whatever fatigue his orgasm gave her. He stared back at her calmly, quietly, a brow lifting when she asked her simple question, lips quirking in a small smile.

"More," was his only reply, and as she settled on his lap, his hand dropped between her thighs, pressing hard against her panties-clad crotch; it wasn't long before she had soaked right through the fabric, and even as he pushed her back enough so she was slightly against the dashboard, his head dipped forward, taking one of her breasts in his mouth again. He knew he had her, and he fully intended to turn her brief moment of 'weakness' into a perpetual lust; he was going to make this innocent little girl his slut, and as his fingers rubbed against her panties, scraping the material against her swollen lips and clit, he knew it would happen sooner than later.


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Kyoko looked out from the library computer and gasped. How did it get so late? No one had come in to bother her, either, which was equally strange. She looked around at her scattered mess of books. She was almost done writing her paper, and she knew she needed to get home soon. She had assured her parents that she would call when she was on her way home, but now she was sure that she had missed dinner. She hurriedly packed up her things and waved a quick goodbye to the librarian Mori before running down the hallway, putting her shoes on, and leaving campus.

Kyoko was a small, quiet girl, about 5'4 with short bobbed black hair, brown eyes, and tan skin from her mother's side. She was in her full Morien Daigaku uniform, blue and gray on white, and had on gray thigh-high socks, for it was starting to warm up again. She went quickly to the local convenience store and grabbed a rice ball, eating it before walking into the local forest for which the school was named. It was quiet and dark and not terrible well-lit in most places, but cutting through here gave Kyoko a little short cut and she knew she needed to take the risk to rush home.

[Assistant] Four tentacles lashed out of the darkness between trees, snatching the small girl off her feet. The tentacles were about an inch thick, and a gray color, slimy to the touch. Yet they were strong, lifting and restraining her with ease. They hoisted her above a main body, which seemed like no more than a large gray bulb on the ground, more tentacles waving around it. A large green eye watched her as she was towed into place above it. It was Tentacula.

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Kyoko screamed as she suddenly felt a tug beneath her. There was a warm, slimy texture around her ankles and she was hoisted up high, her clothes falling with gravity to reveal her pink panties and frilly pink bra. Her bag fell the ground beneath her, books scattering. She struggled and looked around in confusion, unsure of what was holding onto her.

She struggled, despite knowing the fall would be too much, and found the hold on her too tight. She looked down, unable to do much else but see her fate. She saw the beast and screamed again. It was a monster unlike any she could have ever imagined. "This is a dream, right? A really bad dream?" she asked herself. Surely she was asleep, either at home or still at school. She struggled again, trying not to look at the wandering eye below her.

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A low chuckle emanated from Tentacula the beast as Kyoko's young body was exposed. The long tentacles rubbed and grasped at her, tearing away all but her bra and panties and restraining her. The slime of the gray tentacles covered her body and her skin glistened in the dim lighting of the bedroom. One small tentacle slithered from underneath the main, round body of the horrendous monster and slid up her leg, gently pressing into her crotch.

The wandering green eye fixed on her covered pussy, then three more small tentacles emerged, their dark purpose evident- remove her clothing, and open her to the beast's ministrations. One coiled around the strap of her bra, the other two taking position at wither side of her panties, prepared to tear them off. The dark, slimy beast would have its pleasure.

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Kyoko fought harder, disgusted by the slime she was getting covered in. It was everywhere, and the smell was getting to her. She shivered as the night wind blew against her nearly nude body, and she hoped to slip away, even if already violated by the gray goo.

She left the movement of a tentacle slipping up her leg and she looked down in horror, screaming again. She cried out in embarrassment as it pressed against her, making her well aware of its intentions. "No! No! Let me go, please!" she screamed, hoping that some stranger would see and somehow... what? Save her? How? She wasn't sure, but she hoped the attention might aid her in the least.

She pulled harder against the tentacles restraining her arms and legs as other tentacles prepared themselves at her remaining clothing. She began to cry in fear, her body now dripping with slime. "Please..."

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A low rumble emanated from Tentacula, and he tore away her clothing, leaving her naked in the night air. The pale light in the FOREST gleamed on her skin and soon the monster covered her pussy and tits in its goo. Two of the smaller tentacles coiled around her tits and flicked at the nipple, teasing her, while a third joined the larger one in teasing her pussy. The fourth small tentacle slithered up her body and rested at her lips, its command clear: "Lick me".

The beasts made small groaning sounds, obviously pleased with her naked body and exposed cunt. The small tentacle at her pussy found her clit and wrapped around it, toying with her sensitive bud.

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Kyoko screamed again as the tentacles stripped her bare, her nipples almost immediately hardening from the cold of the night. She shivered, blushing as her body was now completely covered in the filthy slime. As the beast went for her nipples she cried out, but the moment the tentacle rushed towards her face she pressed her lips shut, as if refusing to let them even kiss the slimy tip. She cried in fear, trying to hold in muffled moans as the other tentacles toyed with her sensitive bits.

Then she felt her clit being tugged and she gasped out a cry of unwanted pleasure, blushing as she did. The release of her lips allowed the tentacle to slip in, slime and flesh pressed against her tongue.

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A deep, taunting laugh rumbled from the monster's body as she was forced to suck upon a tentacle. The large tentacle at her cunt pushed forward, slowly entering her. The smaller tentacles tightened at her nipples, stretching her tits and pulling her hardened nipples. Another small tentacle wormed its way up to her asshole and gently flicked at it.

The small tentacle at her clit flicked and played with it continuously, an attempt to cause her pussy to become wet for the tentacles to rape. Tentacula wanted its prey to enjoy it's forced pleasure.

[User] Kyoko whimpered and moaned as the tentacle forced itself down her throat. The slime was strangely pleasant to taste, and it made her feel worse that that was the case. She pulled against the restraining tentacles instinctively as the next tentacle forced its way into her, feeling it deep in her tight cunt. She screamed as it did so, blushing with embarrassment as her body responded positively to all the playing the tentacles were doing to her body. Over and over, she screamed with each thrust, each pull at her nipples, and soon her cunt was soaked.

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As Kyoko's pussy was raped, another tentacle wormed out and positioned itself at her asshole, prodding and poking it, clearly preparing to use that orifice as well. A second tentacle forced it's way into her now dripping cunt while a third teased her clit. The monster pounded her relentlessly, filling her with tendrils of slimy flesh.

Tentacula relished the screams she made, silenced by his slimy tendril in her mouth. He loved the way he shaking body glistened as he raped it in the dim moonlight. He would stop only when he was satisfied, even if the pleasure killed her.