Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue
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				Title: <strong>Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 20:50:54</strong>
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				<strong>Over the speakers you hear “Welcome to La Grande Roue…” as you approach the Ferris Wheel at Madame’s Carnival…</strong><br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/ferriswheel.jpg)<br><br>This happens to be Madame’s favourite attraction, as she has a love of heights and enjoys a chance to view the city from up above. Madame requested this unique design due to her desire for privacy. If you are hard-pressed for why you would need privacy on a Ferris Wheel, Madame would like to direct your attention to this post right here (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=52477.msg2438099#msg2438099) (originally a series of IMs, placed in one post). The cabins are large and plush with benches along the sides for comfort. Each cabin can easily hold up to 8 people at a time.<br><br>(http://kikikat.wordpress.com/files/2009/12/519016-ferris-wheel-on-speed-0.jpg)<br><br>Feel free to ride the Ferris Wheel at any time, either by yourself or with another. Madame’s only request is that you precede your post with a note stating you have entered your cabin, or the cabin you wish to use, so as to reduce confusion.<br><br>(Example: [Saru’s cabin] would be my cabin when I enter the ride…if someone were to join me, they would precede their post with [Saru’s cabin]. This way everyone knows they are interacting with me and anyone else who might be in my cabin.)<br><br>For attraction descriptions or more information on Madame’s Carnival, please visit the OOC Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54197.0)<br>To join in the fun, check the OOC Thread above, then go set up a profile in the Profile Thread: http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=54196.0)
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 12:53:51</strong>
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				<strong>[Staff - On Duty: Operating the ride.</strong> <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">May change @ Madame's request.</span><strong>]</strong><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg) (http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg)</td><td>(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Untitled-1.png)</td><td>Nicnevin emerged from the staff quarters, <em>unassigned</em>. Just. the way. she. liked. it. The prospects of traveling the grounds freely promised an array of escapades, that she had not experienced in sometime. The Sidhe wasted no time visualizing the many absurdities she should like to test out on heedless creatures tonight. Even so bold as to plan a scare with her new chutulu experiment. <br><br>"I predict a <em>most</em> promising night." She smiled proudly at her mirrored face, while stopping to gaze into the crystal ball at the gypsy stand.</td></tr></tbody></table> The globe, being of the supernatural realm revealed the creatures true form. Sending the fortuneteller into a fit of hyperventilation. Nicnevin only laughed, as she left the old woman's side. Heading first, to <em>La Grande Roue</em>. Desiring to see if Madame Saru was out and about, looking down on her 'children.'<br><br>With her walking stick, Nicnevin shooed away the regular attendant. "I don't care what you do...just do it somewhere else." She said in a sweet voice that mismatched her words and expression. A glint of unnatural perkiness sparkled in her bright eyes, as she took her post. <strong>"Soyez la bienvenu en <em>La Grande Roue."</em></strong> She played the crowd with big gestures and high energy. While watching every soul that passed through with intrigue. Ecstatic to find out who scared the easiest on the supposed ride of relaxation. 
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 07:33:00</strong>
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				Twilight was descending upon the Carnival, the sky turning brilliant shades of red, yellow, and purple. Wandering towards <em>La Grande Roue</em>, Madame Saru inhaled deeply of the popcorn &amp; cotton candy scented air. There was a hint of crispness in the air, as well. Madame had always had a fondness for the Winter months, and was glad the weather was cool, yet mild enough to keep her Carnival open year-round. <br><br>The lights lining the way twinkled on as the sky faded slowly into darkness. Watching various visitors playing games and having fun filled Madame's heart with joy. She loved that so many seemed to enjoy this place that she had created. Naturally, some of her attractions and staff were able to elicit different reactions from her visitors than the games and such. But, she made sure no one left her Carnival unhappy.<br><br>Rides lit up in primary colours, neon flickering on as metal parts twirled and swirled about. As Madame reached <em>La Grande Roue</em>, she noticed Nicnevin attending to the ride. Raising an eyebrow as she approached her, she smiled warmly and winked. "Having fun this evening, dear?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 09:55:09</strong>
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				<strong>[Staff - On Duty: Operating the ride.</strong> <span style="font-size: 7pt;" class="bbc_size">May change @ Madame's request.</span><strong>]</strong><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg) (http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg)</td><td>(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Untitled-1.png)</td><td>Each cabin of the La Grande Roue was obscured from prying eyes. It was a tasteful alternative, than seeing people go at their business in a voyeur manner, but it left Nic with no way to tell if Madame was<em> in</em> or not. In her attempts at fun she ran the risk of pissing her lovely boss off. And Nic really wanted to keep her effortless job. <br><br>Like a good girl, she let the patrons on and off the rides, as they requested. Having a most boring start to her eve. Her bright eyes caught sight of a most familiar</td></tr></tbody></table> figure approaching, to which the Sidhe tipped her top hat. "Evening, Madame." She let out a woeful sigh, as she cranked the Ferris wheel latch for the twelfth time. "Attempting to, Madame. But it is <em>slow</em> on the get go." She grinned impishly. Wondering if she was going to be able to get away to play, or she had sealed her fate, attending to the giant rotating machine.
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>01-01-2010, 00:32:37</strong>
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				<strong>[Saru's cabin]</strong><br><br>Madame could easily see that Nic was not happy operating <em>La Grande Roue</em>. It was a good place to get a little "people watching" in, but once the doors were shut, it was hard to see inside unless you were facing the ferris wheel straight on. At which point, it was fairly easy to see inside the windows of each cabin. Especially at night, as some people liked to turn the lights on inside, illuminating their cabin for all to see. "You know that you don't need to operate the ride, don't you? It runs quite well on its own." <br><br>"While I'm certainly not discouraging you from staying at <em>La Grande Roue</em>, feel free to explore the rest of the Carnival, dear. I shall be opening my Parlour up tomorrow, if you'd like to drop by..." <br><br>Smiling at Nic, she opened the door to the next cabin as the large machinery cranked it into place. The pungent smell of the oil used to grease the gears wafted towards them. "Frankly, I was going to take a ride, myself. I like to keep an eye on the Carnival from up above. Plus, it gives a great view of the city lights. You're welcome to join me, if you so desire, but please don't feel obligated, either." <br><br>From the outside, the cabins looked quite unassuming, but inside they were lush and welcoming. The walls were a burnished oak. The seating comprised of two long blood-red velvet lined benches along either wall. There were old electric lamp fixtures on the walls, should anyone desire more light within the cabin. Small crystals dangled from them &amp; twinkled in the failing light. Stepping into the cabin, Madame gave Nic an inquisitive look.&nbsp; "Coming?"<br><br>Hearing a small beeping noise go off, Madame pulls out her small black device before Nic can reply. "Damn...Someone needs me...My apologies, dear Nic, I must run. Maybe next time?" Madame gives her a hopeful look before exiting the cabin and rushing down the Fairway towards the Hall of Mirrors.
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				Post by: <strong>Skye</strong> on <strong>10-01-2010, 11:37:44</strong>
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				<strong>[Staff - On Duty]</strong><br><br><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg) (http://www.medbherenn.com/images/unseelie-court.jpg)</td><td>(http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee80/One_Way/Untitled-1.png)</td><td>Nicnevin's lips could not help but turn into a twisted smile. The humanity in her eyes left at the mention of joining the mistress in her private cabin. In it's place was a bright and all too eager glance, full of mischief and unpredictability. The Sidhe's already rapid, unearthly heartbeat palpitated two times it's normal pace as her mind reeled at the possibilities of a night spent with the shape shifter. <br><br>She did know well, that the ride itself was on automatic. Howbeit, the Sidhe couldn't very well&nbsp; have admitted that it was her</td></tr></tbody></table> curiosity <em>of</em> Madame's presence on the ride that truly spurred her intentions on. That would have sounded all too conspiratorial, and such a boring reason at that.<br><br>Just on the verge of voicing her interest, was Madame Saru interrupted. Needing to tend to other avenues of her carnival. "Such a shame," Nicnevin responded. "I should have very much liked to play with you." The brightness on her blue eyes remained steadfast, but the being's smile turned into an over dramatic pout. She looked the Mistress over lasciviously, but briefly, before nodding her head in a sage and uncharacteristic gesture of understanding. "There is no rest for the wicked. Perhaps I <strong>will</strong> venture to the parlor after all. I have many delicious visions of what might be in store for it's visitors there." And with a laugh full of unsaid chaos, Nicnevin skipped off in the opposite direction of Mistress Saru. Positive that she was going to run into trouble in her next encounter, even if she had to stir it up herself.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 01:16:14</strong>
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				[Saru’s &amp; Drake’s cabin]<br><br>As Drake held open the door to the next available cabin, Madame Saru stepped in &amp; went to open a few of the windows. “It’s a bit hot here today, isn’t it?” As she turns around, she nearly collides with Drake. Putting her hands up to stop herself, they rest upon his chest. She can feel his heartbeat racing from the unexpected contact. Lifting her head, she looks up into his eyes, her breath catching in her throat. “I’m sorry,” she murmurs and moves towards one of the benches along the sides of the cabin. <br><br>Not wanting to sit just yet, she just stands there, looking out the windows as the cabin suddenly lurches, beginning its ascent into the sky. Saru tries to maintain her balance, but she stumbles slightly and once more, directly into Drake. She feels his hands on her arms, steadying her and shivers. The slight swinging motion of the cabin causes her to rock back against him; enough so that his arousal becomes quite evident to her. And still, they stand in silence. Neither one of them seem to be willing to break the spell around them, to possibly kill the moment. <br><br>Resting herself against him, she sighs slightly and begins to turn. It’s now or never, she thought. I cannot wait for this man to make a move, not when I want him so. As her eyes meet his once more, all she can feel is the burning passion within her. Reaching up, placing her hands behind his neck, she pulls him down to her &amp; closes her eyes, pressing her lips against his. As she kisses him, her lips open, and she presses her tongue against his lips until she gains access. She is trembling with desire by this point, so much so that she doesn’t notice as she begins to shift, to turn into kitsune. <br><br>Suddenly, she stops, sensing the change. She could feel her heart racing, could feel her juices flowing with anticipation. She looks down and is embarrassed to find her kitsune form there instead of her human one. All big hips, round ass, tiny waist and giant tits, she tries to pull at her dress to hide, but it is too late. He has seen her…She does not dare meet his eyes, afraid of what she might find. Whispering just loud enough for him to hear, “I…” But she stops, not knowing what to say. She starts to look up at him again, unsure of what she may find, fearing the worst.
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				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 11:04:49</strong>
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				Drake was gifted with – usually –&nbsp; snakelike reflexes. It was very uncommon for him, to feel clumsy like he was being in that moment… it was like his brain was deprived of blood, probably because all of his blood seemed to concentrate in a very specific part of him. When she bumped into him the first time, his sight actually blurred and his heart started going at breakneck speed… he looked in her eyes and smiled again, ruefully. Then he closed his eyes and remained still, trying to relax a bit and regain his self control.<br><br>Then… the cabin lurched and she bumped on him again, he clasped his hands on her arms and they stood here that way… her back rubbing against the bulge on his trousers. Drake’s erection was almost painful by then… he should have stepped back but his brain was reacting too slowly to the situation. And so, when she turned and kissed him, he was caught completely by surprise. He should have been ashamed… but his blood was on fire and his brain was filled with firework… there was no <em>room</em> for shame in his mind. He parted his lip to allow access to her tongue and he tightened his hold on her…<br><br>As their tongues locked in a sultry embrace, he felt her pulse quicken and her body start to change. His eyes widened as her form shifted to the fox-like one of the Kitsune…. Drake’s mouth unclenched from hers and he looked at her round hips and boobs. He blinked twice. Then he let loose a moan. <br><br>“Ooooooh Saru… this is <em>unfair</em>!”<br><br>He felt like his brain explode… that form was so… arousing. He <em>snatched</em> her up in his arms like she was a doll, his eyes aflame with lust and desire… he sat back on the bench and put her down on himself, legs spread so his now huge bulge was pressing exactly where the entrance to her slit was located.<br><br>She was aroused, too… he could see that. “I will be honest” Drake panted, looking at her in the eyes “I was going to try and hit on you once this device thing was over. But if you turn like that on me… I cannot wait. See what you have done?” he shook a bit his hips so she could feel better the size and hardness of his arousal.<br><br>“I am not letting go” he went on, before planting another searing kiss upon the fox’s mouth… an arm still solidly holding her by the waist, the other one’s hand already making its way under her skirt.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>03-06-2010, 16:54:52</strong>
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				When Drake snatched her up like that, Madame could not help but gasp. Not out of fear, or even surprise, but out of complete and utter overwhelming desire. Her arms quickly wrapped themselves around his neck, clinging to him tightly. She did not want to break that contact, not now, not ever. As he sat down and placed her in his lap, his own desire was quite evident. Her hands massaged the back of his neck lightly as she met his gaze. <br><br>She blushed slightly as their eyes locked. His words, she could barely hear them. All she could do was look at his lips, his beautifully formed lips, wanting them on her body again. She chuckled and flushed a deeper red as he wiggled his hips up against her, moaning lightly in anticipation. And as he moved in for another kiss, she sighed as she felt the butterflies in her stomach take flight. Shock waves of pleasure shot through her body, culminating in her sex. She could feel her pulse pounding between her legs.<br><br>Their lips met again and again. Tongues waging a mighty battle of supremacy with each other. Each mouth trying to capture the other, bend it to its will. She could not help but to nip at his bottom lip, suckling it, pulling at it lightly with her teeth. All you could hear were the wet sounds of their mouths mating, the rustle of fabric being pushed aside, and the deep guttural moans coming from them both.<br><br>Madame’s hands quickly started unbuttoning and removing Drake’s clothing. Pushing off his jacket, and opening both his vest and shirt, her hands explored his chest, toying with his nipples lightly. She reached towards her own dress, unzipping the side-zipper, knowing he might never find it because it was so well hidden. Her breasts were full and heavy, but she rarely wore a brassiere since they still rode high on her chest on their own. <br><br>Pushing her dress down around her waist, her hands lifted up the hem, exposing her thighs and hips to him. She felt his hands exploring her, moaning and trembling each time he touched one of her pleasure spots on her back. Their kissing had not stopped all this time, but she pulled away only slightly so that she could whisper against his lips, “I’ve wanted you for so long. Why on earth did you make me wait?” Mashing her lips into his, they felt as though they were on fire. Her lips tingled as they met his again and again. <br><br>Sliding her hands down his chest, over his stomach, she began to unbutton his trousers. Here was her prize, here is what she sought, what she wanted more than anything. She felt him lift his hips and she quickly pulled down his pants and underwear, exposing his rigid cock to the heated air between them. Her moan at the sight of it nearly sounded like a whine, she wanted him so bad. Reaching down to stroke him lightly with her small hand, she smiled at his reaction.<br><br>Leaning forward to whisper in his ear, giving it a quick nibble first, she said, “Pull my panties to the side, I want you inside of me now!” <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 16:07:14</strong>
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				Drake was definitely not in control of himself anymore. Her firm, petite body sitting on his lap and rubbing against him was sending waves of heat through his nerves, and each of her hungry kisses made his brain feel like it was just hit by a piledriver. His limbs were almost… aching with desire. Aching <em>physically</em>… he was veritably wrapping all of himself around her. She was touching something different from Drake only with her legs that were dangling against the bench. Otherwise, there was Drake everywhere.<br><br>Their kisses were hungry and filled with anticipation. Drake’s stomach knotted and unknotted with desire as her nimble fingers started to undress him… his body seemed to react by itself, each single part of him focused on the task of exploring every square inch of her, while offering all of himself to her touch and feel. Drake liked to keep himself reasonably fit and his muscles were solid and tense, mainly because of her enormous arousal.<br><br>Her big, firm breasts almost exploded out of her dress and Drake almost whimpered when he saw their beautiful, orange-furred fullness presented to him. Second after she exposed her full, luscious hips and his hands went to them almost on their own accord, grabbing her buttocks and feeling them, his fingers pressing against her curves, moving upon the soft furry surface with lustful enjoyment. <br><br>She unclenched her mouth from his own to whisper something. He smiled, his lips against her own… and answered in a low, aroused tone. “Why on earth?” he said “Well… do you want me to debate on that or would you prefer to finally <em>have</em> me?”. She answered by starting to rummage on his trousers and were not for the white-hot kisses that she started smothering his lips with, he would have very probably yelped.<br><br>His cock felt so hard that it could have been made out of stone, except it was much warmer than normal stone. The feel of her small hands around him almost made Drake’s brain explode… he spent his last iota of rationality in avoiding ramming into her while her panties were still in the way.<br><br>He wanted her. He wanted to feel her. He wanted her to feel him… every single inch.<br><br>He pulled her pants aside, freeing the wet hole that nestled between her hips. Drake was an antiquarian and he was accustomed to manipulating extremely valuable and frail artifacts… and after some time doing that, one’s fingers DO become nimble. He parted slightly her labia with a single, soft movement and then he pressed his thumb teasingly over her erect clitoris. Then, the tip of his hard cock made its way a little inside her.<br><br>Then, Drake clasped both his hands on her thighs… and finally she was impaled on him.<br><br>The first thrust was… deep. He was so hard and she was so wet that his strong shaft slid all the way inside her, despite her tightness. Her tunnel was firm and slippery and offered resistance enough to enhance the reciprocal feeling exponentially, but nobody got hurt as her flesh parted in a hungry embrace around his hot rod.<br><br>He had all his big, warm length slide into her and he felt distinctly its tip hit a spot inside her cunt.<br><br>Drake shuddered and groaned loudly and looked at her… pressing her body against his own so he was completely inside. He smiled and kissed again her lips hungrily. <br><br>“Saru… “ he said. “…at last..”<br><br>Then, he resumed the kissing. And, helping himself with his hold on her buttocks, he started thrusting seriously.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>04-06-2010, 22:00:05</strong>
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				Saru could not keep her body from rocking lightly against his in anticipation. It was all she could do not to rip her own panties off and impale herself on him. Still, as her desire for him coursed through her veins like fiery hot lava, she knew she wanted to feel what it was like to be taken by him. To be made his, if just for that one moment, was all that she wanted. She was a strong and passionate woman who needed a man who could handle her. And she knew instinctively that Drake was such a man. <br><br>As she felt his fingers pull aside her panties and dip into her sex, she trembled and moaned loudly. She could feel that she was dripping wet already, more than ready for him. She shuddered as she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance, and as he thrust deeply into her, she gasped. It had been so long since Saru had let someone get this close, let herself be intimate with another. <br><br>The feel of his hard cock penetrating her like this was amazing. Her brain nearly shut down from the pleasure, leaving her body &amp; its natural instincts in charge. He completely and totally filled her; hitting that magical spot deep inside of her pussy, making her groan low and deep, almost a growl. She met each of his kisses with equal passion and lust. He had ignited a flame within her now; a flame she would not see extinguished, not yet at least.<br><br>Smiling at his words, she merely clung to him, rocking her hips against him, adjusting to the feel of him inside of her, and kissing him over and over. As she felt his hands on her buttocks, the sound she made was something between a groan and a purr. Each thrust of his was met by her hips thrusting back. Their bodies met wetly again and again. She was amazed at how well they fit together, noting how he managed to hit her sweet spot with each deep thrust. <br><br>Breaking their kiss only to lean in and nip and lick along Drake’s neck, she slowly made her way to his ear. Rocking in time with him, she couldn’t help but cry out each time he filled her, burying his cock to the hilt within her hot, wet cunt. Her teeth grazed the outer edge of his ear before suckling his earlobe into her mouth, nipping at it lightly. She whispered hotly in his ear how good he felt inside of her, how much she loved the feel of his cock, how much she wanted him, even now as he thrust into her, she wanted more.<br><br>Madame was glad for the relative privacy of the cabin, as she was sure her employees would be shocked to find her engaged thusly. But, she was also excited at the prospect that they could be seen. That thought, and the deep fucking that Drake was giving her brought her first orgasm within minutes. She leaned back against his arms, yipping loudly as her body jerked. Her breasts bounced and swayed with each thrust. She could feel her pussy walls clenching at Drake’s cock mercilessly, rhythmically. <br><br>She knew that this was just the beginning. She knew that he was not done with her, not at all. Resting her forehead against his, her hands at the back of his neck, she groaned and resumed her rocking motions on top of him. Meeting his lips once more for a hot searing kiss, she was breathless, but far from spent.<br><br>“Don’t stop, Drake…don’t you dare stop now!” she said, looking him directly in the eyes, noting how his eyes seemed darker while in the throes of passion. Feeling his hands roaming over her hips and ass, she whispered, “Give us a smack, love. A good smack on the ass, to let me know I’m yours right now….”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>05-06-2010, 20:15:02</strong>
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				Drake’s brain was filled with fireworks as he kept thrusting into her with all his hard length. It was an incredible sensation… there were women who felt good outside, because they were soft and curvaceous… and other who felt good inside because they were tight and wet. Saru was both. More… Saru actually felt the best in the sheer act of being penetrated, given the incredible way her cunt almost wrapped itself around Drake’s hard shaft, smothering it into a wet and firm hold.<br><br>Every thrust was utter bliss. First, his hands closed on her firm buttocks and as he lifted her up the glistening neck of his hard cock slid out of her, wet inch by wet inch, almost unwillingly let go by her labia… and then, a solid push down made it happen again and the crested head of his rod was pushed into her tunnel, sliding all the way to that special, sensible spot inside her.<br><br>Once, twice, thrice, ten times… that was passion and desire at their purest… a veritable onslaught of fiery pleasure. Drake could not even start to think about the.. things he would do to that wonderfully sexy foxwoman, he only knew that he would do them to her… all of them. And it seemed that she would welcome the idea and probably add something of her own to the list. He moaned and continued his merciless fucking.<br><br>She clung to him, nipped along his neck sending hot shivers down his spine. She nibbled on his earlobe and poured hot words of lust and desire in his ears… and for every word she said, his excitement seemed to grow and his cock to harden even more. His thrusts increased in strength and rhythm so her round, furry boobs were bouncing up and down in an arousing dance… along with all her beautiful, fox-like body.<br><br>Then, she had her first orgasm on him and as he felt her inner walls spasm and clench against her cock, he wrapped immediately an arm around her waist to get a better hold and redoubled his rhythm, fucking her faster and faster and ramming against her inner spot so to give her a more intense pleasure. Her yips of bliss almost drove him over the edge too, but he managed to get hold of himself. He was <em>not</em> done with her. Not by a long shot.<br><br>He smiled at her words… and seconds after a smacking sound was heard in the cabin, as Drake’s right hand went down full-palm on her firm, soft buttock. His rhythm was still fast and the wet sounds of their fucking were filling the place with a rhythmic, sultry melody. His hard cock was stabbing and stabbing between her welcoming legs… he kissed again her, hard, on the lips. Then… he stood up.<br><br>He lifted her up with himself, obviously, his cock still deep inside her. He stepped forward so she was leaning with her back against the window of the cabin, her legs crossed around his own back. He kissed her hungrily and then her started pounding her pussy again with renewed strength. <br><br>“Stopping?” he said in a low, husky tone “I am not yet <em>started</em> with you, darling…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>08-06-2010, 00:09:06</strong>
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				Saru yelped as his hand came down upon her ass, and then hissed passionately into his ear, “Yessssss!” As Drake continued to impale her again and again with his rigid cock, she could feel another orgasm starting to build within her. She moaned into his kiss, kissing him back just as hard, pressing herself against him, wanting to feel the maximum amount of contact between the two of them. <br><br>She gasped as he stood up, quickly wrapping her legs around him, not wanting to lose contact with him for even a moment. She didn’t have to worry, however. He was obviously unwilling to let them separate either. She wriggled her hips a little as he went to push her against the cabin window, closing her eyes as she felt his cock dig deeper into her, pressing firmly against her most sensitive spot. <br><br>Crying out as he started thrusting hard into her again, she met his kiss, suckling his tongue into her mouth. She stroked it with her own tongue, sucking on it hungrily. In her mind, it might as well have been his cock, for she was hungry for that in her mouth as well. Thinking to herself, all in good time…he felt so good inside of her, filling her so completely, stretching her pussy walls, so hard he may as well have been made of steel. His lips were so sweet, the taste of him so delicious, that she whimpered again as he pulled away, and groaned at his words. <br><br>Her hands grasped his shoulders tightly, holding him to her. Whispering hotly in his ear, “Drake, you are definitely my kind of man.” Licking along his ear, she kissed and nibbled her way down his neck again, playfully biting him here and there. <br><br>With each deep thrust inside of her, she either grunted or yelped. He was pounding into her at a furious rate. She could feel her tail flickering about, reaching up to stroke his thighs, slipping lightly between them, and massaging him with her silky fur. <br><br>Her second orgasm began to rage through her body. Tensing up, she bucked against him again, this time all of her body was squeezing at him. From her hands, to her thighs, to her pussy; all of her pulled at him. Her cunt was so wet by this point that, with her sensitive hearing, she could hear her juices dripping upon the floor beneath them. Again, she yipped loudly, slightly growling between yips as she felt the pleasure peak within her again and again. Her body was left trembling in his arms, clinging to him tightly, and still he did not let up.<br><br>Thanking the gods for a man with such stamina, Saru held on tight. Her mind made mush by her recent orgasm; all she could do was hold tight, twisting and bucking against him, making sure her pussy was milking that hard cock of his for all it was worth. She dug her claws into his shoulders lightly and groaned as he made a particularly deep thrust into her once more, pulling out until just the tip was inside, and then burying himself in her again. Her eyelids fluttered with pleasure, and she could not keep herself from muttering deeply, “sooooo gooooood!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>13-06-2010, 13:58:15</strong>
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				She was… amazing, astounding, incredible. She was taking in everything he could give her and when Drake was <em>that</em> horny, he could give <em>much</em>…&nbsp; her cunt was so wet and slippery that his cock could pump into it as fast and hard as he wanted and for him it was like plunging into warm butter. She quivered deliciously around his hard shaft and sent waves to sheer pleasure to inflame his brain.<br><br>Every thrust he gave her, she met with renewed hunger. Every yelp she let out when he hit her sensitive spot made him even more hard and horny if possible. Her boobs bounced up and down as he rammed into her and that also was an arousing sight. In short, <em>everything</em> on her made him want to fuck her harder and harder and Drake was really beginning to growl like a tiger as his lovemaking’s rhythm and strength increased exponentially by the second. He was feeling an orgasm approaching slowly, and he was sure as hell that it was to be a pyrotechnic one!<br><br>He moaned and grunted, his tongue drilling inside her mouth, exploring every recess of it… Saru was an endless source of bliss and delight and there was not a single inch of her whole delicious body that Drake did not want to feel and possess. She whispered something into his ear and then started nibbling her way down his neck, driving him more and more crazy.<br><br>At last, she started to climax again and the throes of her orgasm had her body catch him into a heavenly hot grip. Drake felt all of his being become hard as steel and hot as molten lava as he impaled her with his final, ferocious thrusts.<br><br>He almost howled when he released… he went inside her with all his length and slammed his cock against her deep, sensible spot before exploding into a warm, sticky fountain that filled Saru’s cunt while she yipped and shuddered in his steely hold.<br><br>It was like his brain had been popped like a water balloon… Drake was not even sure he could maintain his equilibrium anymore. His cock felt so good it was almost hurtful… it was still hard inside her, although it was spent. Drake did not let go of her, as she staggered back and sat again on the cabin’s seat… he held her fast to him, in a strong but almost protective embrace… keeping her tight to him and his cock firmly planted inside her cunt. After some seconds, his hands went to her vulpine head and gently raised it, so he could look at her in the eyes.<br><br>His eyes were big and brilliant and he was panting slightly… and there was a smile on his lips. “You are incredible, Saru..” he mused “…as I always thought you were.” He gave her another kiss on the lips and then he leaned back, smiling and filling his eyes with her image. He actually did not have much time to appraise her kitsune beauty, since he lost his control the first second she turned. But now, he was a bit more calm… and so he let his gaze run over her curvaceous form… from her heavy boobs to her round thighs, still spread open around his hips.<br><br>Drake was silent, but his eyes were speaking volumes. He was not sated yet… not by a long shot.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>15-06-2010, 08:12:22</strong>
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				Saru was completely astounded by how good Drake felt. She had had many lovers over the years, but this…this was something she had never experienced before. His rigid cock slid in and out of her quickly, the pounding he was giving her making her breasts bounce and sway between them. She held on to him tightly, kissing him over and over as he plunged into her dripping pussy again and again. She felt her body starting to tense again, but wanted them to share her last orgasm together.<br><br>With each deep thrust, she cried out, her hips arching into his. It felt as though Drake was impaling her again and again. She could feel the head of his cock pushing against her womb, hitting her g-spot each time he buried it inside of her. It felt so hot, like it was on fire. She could not take much more. She yipped and growled back at him in the heat of the moment. Meeting his gaze briefly, she could barely focus on anything, she was completely blind with lust by that point.<br><br>Trusting her body in his arms, she let go of him to pull her thighs tightly against her chest, giving him even deeper access to her. As she felt his burning hot cock assaulting her, she pulled and squeezed at him inside of her, milking him once more, knowing that in short time, her body would take over and do the work for her. <br><br>Pushing back against the wall of the cabin, she arched her body into his as he plunged even deeper into her. She began to howl as she felt her orgasm rushing through her body. Her cunt gripping his steely cock, she felt him explode within her. She was so tight around him, that she could feel each and every pump and pulse of his cock. She couldn’t hold on to her thighs any longer, letting them go only to cling to him once more as her body was spent.<br><br>Grateful as Drake moved to take a seat once more, she was unwilling to let him pull out just yet. Wanting to feel him, not wanting to let him so, she held tight to him, breathing heavily. She felt his arms go around her, and nearly melted into him. As strong as she was, there was no better feeling to her than being held by an equally strong man. She sighed softly and rested against him, trying to catch her breath. Squirming lightly in his lap, she was amazed to find him still quite hard inside her. <br><br>Blushing softly, her breath caught in her throat as he raised her head to look him in the eyes. They were the most brilliant glittering green she had ever seen; like a dark lake, deep and full of mystery. Her blush deepened at his words, and at his subsequent, yet blatant, appraisal of her form. Trailing her hands lightly from his neck, down over his chest, she smiled up at him from beneath her long lashes. <br><br>“You were quite incredible yourself, Drake.” She leaned in to kiss him lightly, savouring his taste, suckling his lower lip between her teeth and nipping it carefully. “But, I fear this cabin is about to come to a stop soon. And we never did have much of a discussion.” She gave him her most brilliant smile, which turned into her trademark smirk; one corner of her mouth raised, along with one eyebrow, giving one the idea that she definitely knew more than they did. “We may wish to return to my Parlour to…freshen up a bit.” And, as if reading his mind, she leaned in once more, this time to nip at his earlobe, whispering, “and don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet, either!”
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lord Drake</strong> on <strong>18-06-2010, 23:19:32</strong>
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				Drake’s problem number one was: his head was definitely spinning. That one would have been an explosive orgasm by itself… and in addition to it, there was the fact that Saru’s body was so incredibly amazing and her movements could have been expressly studied to drive him nuts. Drake did remember really few orgasms like that in all his life… and he had lived a rather long and intense life, that could NOT be denied. He sighed a bit and waited for the electricity in his nerves to settle down a bit.<br><br>Drake’s problem number two was: he did not want to let go of her. She felt so good snuggling in his arms with his cock still deep inside her, warm and wet on the inside and soft and warmly furry on the outside. Unfortunately Drake knew perfectly that if he let himself recover enough – and he was a FAST recover – he would start to feel aroused again and want to have a second go at her… not that he was not looking forward to that but there was a more mundane task ahead of him in that moment…<br><br>Which takes us to Drake’s problem number three. He had a wraithly manifestation to take care of and fucking the brains out of her gorgeous client was not a way to really solve that problem. The fact that the client in question had been more than happy and willing to oblige did not matter much in that predicament… the businessman side of him was rearing his head again and taking control of his actions, although – truth be told – a bit regretfully.<br><br>He smiled at her words and gave her another soft kiss before gently lifting her up again. His cock slid out of her still dripping pussy with a wet sound and Drake let go a last moan before putting her down at his side, still keeping an arm wrapped around her. His green eyes were sparkling of warmness and sharp intelligence at work.<br><br>“I am not worrying, milady” he said with a smirk “there is much, much more of that where it came from. And I am fully intentioned on giving it to you…” he impulsively kissed her again, letting his gaze wander on her vulpine features. “I have to say it has been a real privilege for me seeing you in… this form. You are stunningly beautiful, Saru. Every time I meet you, you seem to have a new surprise for me… I can only say… thank you.” His smile was tender and full of warmness… then, he smirked again.<br><br>“The Parlor is it, then… I have to say that I feel my mind clearing up again.” He said in a cheerful tone of voice “I have the definite suspect that I know that ghost… or at least I have an idea of who he may be. If I am right, I guess that someone here is being knee-deep in sh… I mean trouble. We need to plan a bit… the sooner we solve this situation, the better..”<br><br>His words <em>had</em> implications actually. Drake’s smirk became more conspiratorial… what the heck, after all. <br><br>The cabin bumped to a stop. Drake smiled and rose up… and then laughed. He <em>was</em> feeling a little unsteady on his legs… and to be honest he could not complain. He offered his arm to Saru.<br><br>“Shall we go?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kitsunetsuki</strong> on <strong>19-06-2010, 03:17:16</strong>
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				In all honesty, Saru did not wish to disengage from Drake at all. She loved the feel of his body pressed up against her, his flesh against her light fur coat; it made her tingle all over. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder as her arms stayed wrapped around his shoulders and neck. He was so warm, felt so calm, even though she could feel his blood still pumping hard within. His energy nearly lulled her into a soporific state, but even so, she was still more than aware of his cock buried deeply within her, his arms wrapped around her, his lips so very close to hers.<br><br>As he lifted her off of him, she felt their bodies separate and whimpered softly. She felt their mingled fluids seep out slightly and hurriedly tried to close her legs to keep everything in place. Bad enough that it was fairly obvious what they had just done; she didn’t want visual evidence of it for her staff to find. Sitting at his side, she sighed happily as he kept his arm around her. She looked into his eyes, her own shining bright blue as they often did while in kitsune form. When human, if her eyes had been this shade of blue, one could easily surmise that she was happy. A state that wasn’t too familiar to the Madame, unfortunately.<br><br>She smiled at his words, returning his quick kiss passionately. As his gaze wandered over her, she couldn’t help but blush. Despite their recent activities, she just was not used to being intimate with anyone. As Drake mentioned her kitsune form, she sighed. She wasn’t sure how much he knew about her race, but she was exceptionally vulnerable in this state. Still, it was her true form, and when aroused, she could not help herself. Her human form was voluptuous, but her kitsune curves dwarfed her human ones. To say that her body was an exaggerated hourglass would be as close to accurate as one could get. <br><br>&nbsp;She spoke quickly as she attempted to get her breasts and other bits covered by her dress. “Well, I couldn’t agree with you more, Drake. I think someone may be in trouble and it would pain me to know it was due to this malfunctioning device. Or rather, that someone was suffering because of the device’s malfunctioning, which is due to this spirit and whatever malicious intentions it has.” Standing as she finally gets her dress in place, she smiles at him once more and morphs quickly back into her human form. Her eyes are still very blue &amp; bright as she looks him over.<br><br>“And yes, the sooner the better, for everyone…” She let her voice trail off, but kept her eyes locked with his. She knew quite well what his thoughts were, and they mirrored her own. She knew they had to take care of this situation first, but she could not wait to get him alone again. She took his arm as he stood and let him guide her from the cabin, calling back to her invisible staff to clean the cabin before letting any of her visitors use it.<br><br>[Exit to Madame’s Parlour]
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 06:59:33</strong>
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				[Staff - On Duty - Ophy's Cabin]<br><br>Holding the door open for the man beside her, showing off the luxurious inner cabin of the Ferris Wheel. Madame Saru spared no expense on her favorite attraction, with teakwood inner paneling and plush, overstuffed seat cushions of the softest crushed crimson velvet. Lit softly from the inside, and air conditioned as well, La Grande Roue was easily the tip of the iceberg here at the Carnival. Inviting him in, the succubus waited for the priest to enter before she herself would follow.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 07:28:57</strong>
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				[Ophy's Cabin]<br>Father Thomas looked inside the cabin, then to Ophelia, nodding to the strangely beautiful and downright unnerving demoness as he entered, wondering how he'd ended up in a situation where he'd consented to sit in an enclosed space with someone he would consider, in a word, the enemy. Nonetheless, he sank into the plush velvet seat, nodding to the demoness and even thanking her as he spoke softly. "Thank you... and I guess you'll be joining me?" His last question was filled with anticipation, fear, and a hint of excitement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>02-07-2010, 08:00:48</strong>
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				Giggling playfully, she enters and sits opposite of him, scooting down over to the far windows, large panes of safety glass with a wonderful view of the city and the horizon. "Yes, Father, I will be joining of course. It would be rude of me to not join you on your excursion through my humble home. Well, the Carnival being my home... not this cabin." She smiles at the priest, a bright cheerful smile, with not a hint of malice or foul intent. "You've come here, expecting the darkest, deepest pits of the Nine Hells. A place vacant of Him and His Light." She pauses as the wheel begins to move, the view slowly becoming a masterpiece of beauty as we raise higher, the thin orange line of the setting sun blazing behind a deep blue horizon, setting the sky alight in shades of purple and grey. "What have you found so far, Father Thomas?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 05:06:31</strong>
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				Her knowledge surprised him, but somehow did not shock him. These were tricks of the Adversary, a voice told him, but yet he felt himself strangely pliable to them. He convinced himself that it was a show he was putting on, that he, like the Apostle Paul had decreed, was simply doing as the Romans did... but deep down, he knew he spoke the truth as he looked to her, then to the vista outside. "It... is not as I expected. There are things here of bizarre horror, presences I feel... and then..." He bit his lip, his eyes looking to her, feeling the seductive aura of the succubus, intensified by their close quarters. "And there are things of wonderous, terrible beauty."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 07:11:26</strong>
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				"There is nothing terrible with beauty, Father. Only with what you do with it." She turns to face him, and sits ladylike. "The Fairway is a safe haven within the Carnival. As is La Grande Roue, however, the cabins are very secluded, and sometimes rather... Erotic, should you wish them to be, and have brought somebody with you. The other larger attractions however... They have the potential to be rather non-consentual." Her silver hair covers her breasts, and with her legs crossed, she almost appears to be rather conservative.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 07:25:56</strong>
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				"Tell me of these other attractions, if you would, Ophelia..." He bit his lip as he looked to her, her conservative grace almost making her more tempting in the confines of the slow-moving cabin, his mind wandering to dangerous areas of temptation and lust, straying from his mission of investigation, delving into what consensual acts might have happened--or might yet happen--in the very cabin where he was sitting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>03-07-2010, 08:43:51</strong>
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				"I will tell you of the attractions I have been inside, at least." She smiles wanly, thinking of fun times past. "The Funhouse is MUCH more than it seems, and is quite a bit larger inside than out. Partially, the interspacial dimensionality is my fault, as I've made a section of the Funhouse my demesnes. Depending on if a staff member, the natural haunts, or the Madame are enforcing their willpower over the space within, the Funhouse could be as simple as a cheap carnival ride, or it can become a monster infested labyrinth. I have found several dungeons within its depths, and exploring the ever changing chaos of it is facinating to me. That is why I have bound the Labyrinth of Beasts to my will, and claimed myself as Mistress of its denizens." A knowing grin slides across her face as she notes where the priests eyes are leveled, and smoothly responds in kind. "This PARTICULAR cabin is virginal. We can change that as you wish, for your mind is wandering very far into my realm of expertise, Nathaniel."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 07:37:31</strong>
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				"I... it certainly is doing no such thing!" He blurted out, biting his lower lip hard and drawing a drop of blood as he looked to her. It wouldn't take her mind reading powers to tell that this was a blatant lie, and the significant bulge beneath his black trousers did nothing to help him, either. Realizing all of this, he attempted to use righteous indignation as a ploy to divert her attention from where his thoughts really were. Adam's apple moved as he swallowed hard, making his next move as he glanced out the window and saw his ride was far from over. "And while my thoughts may wander, my soul's purpose is clear."
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>04-07-2010, 08:59:43</strong>
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				"The body does what the mind tells it. The mind wanders, so does the body. Is your soul only along for the ride, dear Father?" She smiles at him playfully, lavender lips curled mischieviously, eyes glittery with playful intentions. Clergy was always her favorite to tease. So predictable, yet so emotive. Of course, this means that she fell into their classifications for devious miscreant, but she cared little. It was fun. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>05-07-2010, 07:32:17</strong>
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				Nate sensed the game she was playing, and understood what he still believed to be the mortal stakes of it. Part of him tugged, telling him to remain silent for the ride, leave, and request a more seasoned inquisitor. But another part of him won over, begging him to stay--though even he did not know whether such a belief was staunchness of faith, hubris, or even lust. <br><br>So, putting his fears to the side for reasons unknown to him, Father Thomas leaned forward, looking gently but challengingly into the demoness's eyes, and spoke. "Far from it, child. The soul is the shepherd of mind and body, guiding them but not dominating, nudging but not commanding." That he dared to call her child was one mistake; that he dared to make eye contact so directly was another. But he did not know what consequences would come...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>06-07-2010, 07:57:55</strong>
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				Ophelia laughs with the sweet sensual giggle of the "perfect" gentlewoman. Smiling brightly at the man, she leans forward as well, imitating his posture. This of course, causes her hair to flow away from obscuring her womanly assets, and frames her face instead. "According to gospel, the Earth has only been in this material plane for just over four thousand years... Now, I have been alive for nearly ten thousand years, and been on Earth for just over six thousand. What say you to this, Preacher man? Is there room for error in The Good Book, or is it set in adamantine?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>07-07-2010, 03:49:20</strong>
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				"Please, call me Nate." He didn't know why he invited her to be so familiar, or for that matter why he let her gaze guide him to look slowly over her body, coming to focus on those curves, those breasts, and finally to those eyes once more.<br><br>To him, the pause seemed like an eternity, but it was only a few seconds. Sparing her, though he increasingly became unsure whether his decision was truly his own, his Church's, or the succubus's, the indignation or horror that would normally become a priest, he replied gently, tenderly even: "The Gospel is to me not a literal truth, but a higher one... one that teaches a world created in--" here he paused again, looking to her as if for inspiration "--in love and beauty, even and especially through pain and fear." He could feel but not stop his mind's bending, his theology slowly but surely conforming to the ways of the demoness and the carnival.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>12-07-2010, 07:54:29</strong>
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				The demon smiles and leans back demurely, legs crossed and hands laying on her knee. "You feel as if your mind bends, like I am corrupting you, yes? Surely you know this is not so. No influence of mine can truely change your beliefs. I can cover them up by force, or erase your memory of them, but I cannot change them for you. I can only point out the flaws of logic, fill in the information gaps and previous misconceptions." Looking out at the setting sun, she watches as a bird flies in the orange and indigo sky. "Yes, your God exists. I have met him. I do not find him to a very nice man. He breeds a flock of zealous followers, and promotes a culture of 'think less, praise more'." Turning back to face the bewildered man sharing her cabin. "Have you any other questions of the carnival, or would you rather clear your mind of your hormones first? If you abhor my touch, then I'm comfortable watching..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 02:23:35</strong>
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				<em>Beware the deceits of the opponent</em>. His training echoed in his head, but it was rather hollow, as the sound through a train tunnel, or a voice devoid of feeling. Yes, feeling, that was it--she had so much of it, such spontaneity, while his God and his faith had become something much different, something stolid and stale, black and white and maybe a little gray while here, there was so much color. <em>Beware the deceits of the opponent.</em> The line about corruption may have been wrong, but her characterization of his God now seemed so true.<br><br>Biting his lip, a thin line of red blood formed as he looked to her. His guilt overwhelmed him, that was one thing the Church instilled correctly, but with her help it was transforming, becoming something different, something more. "I... I have never known a woman's touch... but perhaps... more of the carnival as well..." He was obviously trapped in indecision, but he had already fallen prey to her, she might notice--for all he debated here was the order.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Opheliac</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 04:26:57</strong>
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				She smiles, the Cabin of the Ferris Wheel reaching the bottom, and the demon gesturing to the operator outside. Winking at the man trapped in here with her, she strokes his cheek playfully. "And now, a woman's touch you know. Shall we see another ride?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Madame's Carnival: La Grande Roue</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>zoarster</strong> on <strong>13-07-2010, 23:27:37</strong>
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				"...yes, I'd like that." He bit his lip as he stood awkwardly, boner more than visible in his relatively fitted pants. A smile on his lips as he was entranced by even her light brush, he looked around the carnival then to her, asking nervously, "What would you recommend as my first... experience?"&nbsp;<br><br>He stepped closer to her as if to avoid the various patrons and spirits that frequented the carnival, the bulge in his pants glancing lightly over her thigh as he did so. To be honest, even he wasn't sure if the move was intentional, but the pleasure of even that light, forbidden touch made him shiver
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