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YOu start to weep, the sort of crying that only a child would do. It is not the ragged sobs of the disbelieving and shattered rape victim.  I know what those sound like, not firsthand but I have had to guard some real monsters.  People who drag barely teenaged girls out of their villages and rape them as a payment for protection.  I have heard those cries.  These are not those, these are the ears of a child that is not getting what it wants and is in a little bit of pain.

I put my fingers around your neck.  Feeling it.  It is a little warmer than the rest of your skin. That means that you are likely going to have to wear turtlenecks for the next few days, if I break you enough to decide to let you out that is.  Because covering bruises is important to me.  Nobody can know I am breaking you until you are completely and totally under my control.

"I don't believe you are sorry.  And I won;t until you manage to get through one thing you aren't in complete control off without lashing out."  I spoke softly and in your ear as I rubbed against you still. 
One-on-One Roleplays / Re: The Final Girl (Teaseme69)
« Last post by the savage on Today at 06:30:36 AM »
It takes a surprisingly long time to drown a person.  Even when they had not gotten a chance to pull in a full lung of air before.  I know, there are times when people are out on boats and I have to drag them under for the punishment.  For the ritual.  Watching the hair float in the currents and the last bubbles float away from them.  There is a jerk that can't be faked, it happens when water hits the lungs.  The entire body going through a few thrashes, then gets tense, and finally stills.  YOu did that, jerking, tensing, relaxing.  Your punishment complete, I can feel more energy flowing through me. Even as the pleasure of releasing inside you hits me.  I stood and kicked your body out into the river.  Letting the current do with it what it will.  My guess, float out to the middle. 

I stepped back, shouldering my ax again.  There are only two blips left.  ONly two invaders left to punish.  One in the cabing and anotheer in the woods near it. Heading towards.  Fine.  Cabin.  I think that as I walk forward. My steps are strides that quickly eat up ground towards that place.
One-on-One Roleplays / Re: A trap backfiring (featuring Ayako)
« Last post by Pat Rairchy on Today at 06:03:25 AM »
I know you are trying to trap me now but at the same time I am sure you are relying on your cell for that. Apparently having not noticed that it is silent.  That you are completely cut off from the rest of the world.  Clearly an amateur and just as clearly this is your first time.   I think that makes you pretty na├»ve and I can still train you once I get you home.  It is just going to have to take longer.  When I thought you were younger I thought you would have been more open to the ideas I had.  They might have been able to be groomed in instead of me having to pull out previous ones first.  Shaped instead of remade.  Oh well this will work just as well.

Because there is no way I am allowing you to leave my presence without you having been broken to heel.  You would call the cops on me.  Claim I am a rapist and a pedo even though you agreed to meet me and are not a child.  Society wouldn't care about those things.  It would turn on me as I am already too different to be allowed to remain free.  They are looking to get me somewhere.

You'll come around to my point of view.  That's all.  It is just how it will end.  I managed to keep my thoughts off of my face as I walked over and opened your door for you.  Chivalry.  It is not dead even though society wants to kill it by claiming equality.  When you slid in I took the time to ogle your entire body.  Either you are very recently out of school or still in it.  Because that uniform fits like a glove.  And shows off every single curve.

"You won't regret it.  You are going to have the best time of your life."  Keeping my words as vague as possible in case you have something recording or broadcasting that isn't a cell.  And I spoke loudly enough to cover the sound of the door locks automatically engaging.  No way out now.  I got in the driver seat and before I drove my hand reached out and I stroked the side of your face.  Just briefly.  "You will be a real woman after today."  Then I started driving off.  The place was not close to my house but I can get you there.
One-on-One Roleplays / Re: Breaking the Protester. (girlie00)
« Last post by Pat Rairchy on Today at 05:53:39 AM »
Again you are fighting me.  Fighting the proper order.  It does not really surprise me that you would do that.  I put you somewhere in the early twenties.  That is more than two decades of conditioning.  Of being told all sorts of lies about who you are and how things should be for you.  With that much time it would have really sunk in.  Gotten deep in your brain.  I don't care.  I am going to get it out of you. 

You kicked at me a few times but can't get any leverage on them with the box preventing you from moving.  And the way you are bent over really prevents you from even turning your head to look at me.  You are guessing where I am based on sound.  Not even coming close to damaging.  As I run the vibe over your lips again.  Coaxing it closer to your clit to make you gasp and squirm.  The pleasure will be there.  I know it.  The mind can be fooled but not the body.

"I understand the urge to fight.  I do not blame you for it.  So don't worry.  Your thrashing or kicking won't upset your new master.  It won't even be remembered when you finally submit to me."  Slowly working the vibe up and down your slit. Working to make you wet.  I know that stimulation will get there eventually.  As my other hand works softly over your body.  Rubbing to keep you calm.  Because I can hear you crying and I know you shouldn't be.  "It is all going to be okay.  You will see."
Other Fetishes Discussion / Re: I have a Bra fetish!
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Games / Re: Word Association
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Surrender's Sanctuary / Re: Water Torture
« Last post by Stella on Today at 04:42:47 AM »

I'd need so little pressure... and there's nothing you could do about it...

Oh my, the look in her eyes....   :heart:
Red's Playground / Re: Schoolgirls And Other Sexy Sweetness
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Introductions / Re: Back Home
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Thank you.  :)
General Discussion (Non-Fantasy) / Re: What book did you read last?
« Last post by Stella on Today at 04:15:38 AM »
I would call that the mark of a good writer. And as cheesy as Stephen King can be, he still knows how to rape you in the memory hole.

Oh yes.

I read many of his books and I didn't like every book the same way, but he sure knows how to create good traumatizing moments. :shocked:
It's easy to criticise him because he published so many books and they vary in style, quality etc. But actually there are not so many writers who are able to tell a real good horror story.
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