The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]
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				Title: <strong>The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:14:43</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>The Velvet Caress</strong></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Sign Up Thread</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.0</div></div></div><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">An old Victorian home stands at the end of a long drive, perfectly picturesque nestled inside a half-circle of trees. The bricked drive provides ample parking for visitors and the like, and the grounds are always maintained with pride. Behind such a lovely, austere appearance, however, no one would ever guess that it was a façade for much more <em>lascivious</em> affairs…<br><br>The Velvet Caress is a top-tier establishment, owned and managed by none other than the Mistress herself. She prides herself on having happy staff, happy customers, and exemplary living conditions for all who set foot inside her so-called “den of sin.” To keep everyone happy, of course, she has set these rules in place:</span></span></div><br><ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">No fighting in the brothel. You WILL be removed and possibly banned.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">No harassing the employees. If they don’t want you, FUCK OFF. Employees may refuse service based on any reason, of which they need not disclose to the patron.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">No magic is to be performed on human patrons if it can’t be explained away or memory wiped.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Prices are non-negotiable. Services by the Mistress are extra.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">Designated orgy days when not previously scheduled are on Wednesday and Friday, all day/any hour.</span></span></li><li><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Sundays we are closed for cleaning—for the employees and the brothel.</span></span></li><li><em><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Please fuck responsibly.</span></span></em></li></ul><br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">The opium den on the first floor is open to those who desire such services; Clancy is the brothel caretaker and will restock as needed. Do NOT MESS WITH CLANCY. He is the Mistress’s favorite little errand boy and she will strike down those who dare to lay a claw or finger on him. He is but a simple human, mute and quiet, but is very devoted to his duties. If anyone needs anything, Clancy is the one to call upon.<br><br>On the second floor is where all the rooms are. The entire floor has been magicked to be bigger than it seems on the outside so that it may house as many people as possible. To plain humans, nothing seems wildly different, just maybe a little bigger than it originally seemed. Every room, however, will switch its theme and layout based on whichever employee is designating its use. A Dominant employee will find their room ready and filled with all the tools of the trade needed for a satisfying Dom/sub session, while perhaps an employee more inclined to just bondage will find theirs suited more towards shibarian rope techniques.<br><br>Outside, there is a man-mad hot spring. All are welcome to the use of the healing waters, and it is particularly nice after long hours of play. Please refrain from sex in the hot spring—sex in the sauna is perfectly okay, though. The sauna is located just a few feet away from the hot spring, right around a wall of lavender.<br><br>Please do enjoy your stay at The Velvet Caress, and may all desires be met.</span></span></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:23:29</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Rules for the Brothel:<br>-Humans can only enter using brothel coins.<br>-Supernatural entities must enter using the portal in the back.<br>-If anyone is using or trying to use the front door, it is either Lady Asmodia or one of the human employees. If it is anyone else, they aren’t meant to be there.<br>-DO NOT let a human patron see the supernatural side of things, lest the whole thing spiral out of control.<br><br>Rules for the thread:<br>-Literally break any of the above rules for fun role playing experiences<br>-Please use this Header when role playing :) <br></span></span><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Header</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[b]Name:[/b]<br>[b]Location:[/b]<br>[b]Tagging:[/b]<br></code></pre></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:35:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b6/be/17/b6be172dca22b083fbc33fe4810593c8.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Fiona of Evergreen Valley<br><strong>Location: </strong>The portal in the back<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><hr>The portal in the back shimmered, and Fiona stepped out into view, dressed in a fine black dress (https://li8.rightinthebox.com/images/384x384/201707/zung1499308027495.jpg) that fit in well with the times but also spread out below the waist in order to provide her with ease of wearing.&nbsp; <br><br>At the moment, Fiona looked tired, and she wandered further inside in order to see who all was on display.&nbsp; Her thoughts were her own, but she had clearly been working hard on various projects, and her concentration was mostly shot.&nbsp; Even so, a soft smile held upon her features, curious to see how this place had changed since the last time she'd stopped by.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 07:00:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/cd/ac/e2cdacd2a4219492f54bead5934c62da.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Mistress Asmodia<br><strong>Location: </strong>Lounging in the front room<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Open<br><hr><br>A soft bell chimed within Asmodia's ear, signalling the arrival of a guest through the portal, and she grinned before tipping another succulent oyster into her mouth. The salt played over her tongue as the meat slid down her throat, and she gave a satisfied hum. There were few things she enjoyed more than dining on fine oysters and sipping fire-wine, especially when it came down to being fawned over while nearly naked. <br><br>"<strong>Go and fetch our guest, dearie.</strong>" She purred to one of her employees, who was already turning to go and greet the newly arrived. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dicequeer</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 09:24:26</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/426521770eef5fce028c591ef2fe84a9/tumblr_omnn69ZDr41tvp6noo1_r4_500.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mathghamhain<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Front Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>Supernatural Guest, Mistress Asmodia<br><hr><br>Mathghamhain immediately rose from his seat when he heard the bell, but paused on his way to the portal to respond to his madam. "Of course Mistress Asmodia," he said in his thick Irish accent, before turning back to the task at hand. <br><br>Math was dressed as he normally was in a dress shirt and slacks with a golden chains forming a harness over the top. The most important part of his outfit was the thick collar that not only hid the clear cut across his neck but also kept his head in place.<br><br>Math considered himself a sort of matradee for the brothel. Not that he was off the menu by any stretch of the imagination, but he had a vested interest in keeping this place running. If he was going to be stuck in this town for the rest of eternity there might as well be something interesting here, and Asmodia had made it much more interesting.<br><br>He paused to collect himself before reaching the portal, putting on his best customer service face, before launching into greeting mode. "Welcome to the Velvet Caress, the supernatural's number one stop for sating your more carnal desires. How can we help you today?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 19:53:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://content.asos-media.com/-/media/images/articles/women/2018/10/16/ari-fitz/a_mg_6165_rt.jpg?h=1100&amp;w=870&amp;la=en-US&amp;hash=BC41C55706C658F02B8520D771F23A65)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Djaneen "Jin"<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Pictured <br><strong>Location:</strong> The Bar<br><strong>Extra:</strong> Feeling a little bored...<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> open<br><br><hr><br>The sound of the portal signaling the entrance of a new customer, one of their jinxed johns, perked the slender brow of the beauty at the bar. A turn of their slender neck so rose tinted eyes could peer across the expanse of the brothel lobby to see who had appeared, and full of hope that they could liven up an otherwise dull afternoon. <br><br>Not exactly a <em>new</em> customer, they recognized as their eyes glanced over the arriving sorceress, but it appeared that Math was jonny on the spot to greet her. <em>Such a pleaser...</em> they thought as they lifted a ruby red cherry from their glass to caress the soft pout of their lips. The tip of their delicate tongue slipping through just enough to tease the sweet little fruit...<br><br><strong>"No need to look desperate, dear..."</strong> the copy of Jin that was behind the bar, and shaking a tumbler, said to the Jin that was sitting on the stool, playing with fruit and eyeing up the customers. <strong>"...just have another drink and try not to look like the tramp at the bar."</strong> bartender Jin teased with a grin as they reached over and refilled Jin's glass.<br><br><strong>"Don't be a bitch."</strong> Jin would say to their copy behind the bar, sliding their refilled drink back to themself. But the admonishment didn't last long before they allowed their rosy eyes to roam from their own image behind the bar back to the expanse of the comfortable entertaining room. Lifting their highball glass to their lips for another sip of their drink.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 22:29:13</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://2dopeboyz.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/lovelynnc-lead.jpg)</div><br><strong>NAME:</strong>Akiko Mizuchi <br><strong>Monster Form:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.game-art-hq.com/wp-content/uploads/Sexy-Foxy-Ahri-Fan-Art-by_artgerm.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Day 1 | Early Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Akiko's Bedroom ---&gt; The Front Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Morning Dancin'<br><strong>Mood Music:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">What Akiko is singin'/listening to</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ke-aB9kz1g (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0ke-aB9kz1g)</div></div><br><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mistress Asmodia, Mathghamhain, Open<br><br><hr><br>Akiko looked at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly. Today was a good day she just knew it! Putting on the finishing touches to the light touch of make up she wore Akiko stood clothed only in her panties and a checkered shirt left open without a bra. She was already in human form as she was ready to start her day but she didn't really feel like dressing up today. Besides truth be told she didn't really need it to attract attention. Looking back at her two small demonic pets a pair of inky black small ferret like creatures she called Jekyll &amp; Hyde. Their eyes held far more intelligence than the average pet as they watched their Mistress from her bed. Turning to them Akiko playfully posed while saying, <br><br>“I am so good looking! Seriously, I mean look at this face!" Akiko framed her face with her hands as she half-joked but was partially serious. Akiko loved compliments even if they were from herself. It was just the thing she needed to start the day. It was widely known if you had a silver tongue and some charm Akiko liked your company. <br><br>&nbsp;“I took one look in the mirror, and I could clearly see that there was one perfect thing in it, and that thing was me!" Akiko continued as she moved over to her dresser looking for her music. <br><br>"You know people think it’s easy going through life looking like this." Behind her Jekyll &amp; Hyde chittered as their noses twitched while they followed her movements. <br><br>"It's actually not. It can be quite the burden to be this gorgeous ALL the time. I mean being a Kitsune is bad enough. Everyone wants some tail both literally and not so literal-you know what never mind. But I shouldn't complain.&nbsp; Almost 10,000 years old the oldest Kitsune in recorded history and I STILL got it!" Akiko said as she winked back at her pets. She loved her pets they had been a gift, a very pleasant one too. Her pets were fiercely loyal and they were special as they were made out of liquid darkness. Quite the exotic pair indeed. <br><br>A standing mirror with a built in light stood to her right and her reflection turned to face her saying "Hell yeah you do! I'd hit that!"<br><br>Akiko turned towards her reflection saying "Awww that's so sweet. I'd tap that too." <br><br>Suddenly finding her music she put her headphones into her ears and started her music as she walked out of her bedroom. If she got scooped up by a customer right away then that was ok she could eat later. She'd much rather have something fun to play with right now. <br><br><em>I wonder if Mistress Asmodia is busy</em><br><br>Walking into the hallway she saw a few of her fellow coworkers going about their day. A few had customers staying the night and starting to leave, others were starting to lead customers into their rooms, a few looked like they just finished getting ready like her. Starting her music she danced in her black panties and open checkered shirt as she walked down the hall singing. <br><br>"I Party like a rockstar,<br>I Look like a movie star,<br>I Play like an all star,<br>I Fuck like a pornstar,<br>Baby I'm a superstar,<br>Always posted at the bar,<br>Always wit' a couple broads,<br>Maybe I'm just dat dat raw,<br>Dawg check da resume,<br>I hit somethin' everyday!"<br><br>With her last line she slapped the bare ass of one of her passing fellow coworkers. <br><br>"That booty TIGHT! GET IT GIRL!" &nbsp;Akiko called out as she rounded the corner and yanked off her ear buds as a few of her coworkers chatted with her.<br><br>It wasn't long when she stumbled upon Mistress Asmodia lounging in the front room and Mathghamhain already netting himself a customer. At the sight of her sometimes lover and all the time boss Akiko beamed happily and skipped towards Asmodia not caring that her large breasts bounced out of the thin layer of clothing they had. Her body was accessible to her Mistress 24/7. Stopping just short of her Mistress' side Akiko got to her knees and began to rub her head against her Mistress' leg. Akiko was very affectionate and yearned for her Mistress to give her praise. She was the only person Akiko didn't have to pretend to be 100% totally subservient to. Mistress Asmodia had taken in Akiko despite the many dangers harboring her since many sought to obtain her tails. This coupled with how it was widely known how much Asmodia cared for her employees as well as a few other intimate details made Akiko loyal to Asmodia second to none at the moment. <br><br>"Good day! Mistress I thought I saw true beauty earlier today but the mere sight of you has me weak at the knees. After work today might I please PLEASE bask in your presence? I promise to be a good girl!" Akiko begged. <br><br>Seeing Mathghamhain she perked up sitting up straighter and she waved at him. <br><br>"Hi Math! Already starting your day?" 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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 23:02:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/67/e3/9a/67e39a0106cf9d35226d685c49e870b9.jpg)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Randall Osbourne (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.msg14988838#msg14988838)<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Shown<br><strong>Location:</strong> Portal ---&gt; Bar<br><strong>Extra:</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jin; Open<br><hr><br>Randall entered a few moments after the patron getting the full welcoming treatment from Math, and he'd slipped around them to make his unobtrusive way to the other room.&nbsp; He liked his brothels the way he liked his coffee; dark, lush and sugar-free.&nbsp; A smirk touched his lips as he approached the bar, feeling a bit of inner self-recrimination for the truly terrible and cliche joke, glad that he wasn't the sort to blurt out such things.&nbsp; Oh, the horror and humiliation.<br><br>His dark eyes shifted from the slender creature at the bar, to the copy <em>behind</em> the bar and his smirk widened into a smile of genuine amusement.&nbsp; He settled on a stool, one hand absently unbuttoning his tuxedo jacket.&nbsp; "Could I trouble you for a couple of fingers of 20 year blended whisky with just a splash of distilled water?"&nbsp; The question was directed at the Jin standing behind the bar, then he looked over to the one seated nearby.<br><br>"You know, they say that the first sign of madness is answering yourself when you talk.&nbsp; I'm not certain if that standard of measurement applies to someone like you, though."&nbsp; Amusement threaded through his deep, growling voice and glittered in his eyes as he passed his gaze between the two copies.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostWind</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 23:29:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i9.fuskator.com/large/glBFyevQcXI/Skinny-Blonde-Goldie-A-with-Small-Tits-from-Met-Art-Wearing-Heels-36.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Isaya<br><strong>Location:</strong> 1st Floor Opium Den<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br><br><br><br><br><br>The chime announcing one of their <em>special</em> guests arriving, drew her from the darkness of her thoughts as she leaned against the door frame to the Opium Den. She'd been there for who knew how long after escorting her last client out the front door. He'd been a sweet kid, a bit nerdy but by the end of the night she'd opened his eyes to the world a little more. She could only imagine the stories he'd tell when he got back to the frat house. A small smile curving her lips at how awkward he had been when presenting the coin his uncle had given him when he graduated. The trepidation and insecurity had been cute and the night almost sweet, especially when he insisted on leaving her his fraternity hoodie with its confusing Greek symbols that she knew nothing about. The look of satisfaction and joy on his face when she'd slid it over her naked chest after squirming into a tight pair of leggings, had most likely guaranteed a repeat customer. <br><br>The others must be rising and ready to work and she should probably join them, but yet still she lingered, drawn back to peer into the depths of the room and its assortment of sweet release that even now cried out to her. There were times she'd find herself outside the doors, the cool metal of the handle the only thing stopping and bringing her to her senses as her body cried out in craving for what it once loved. That was some days, but not today, today she was strong, today she would win yet another step back from the darkness.<br><br>A sip of ice cold tea caused her to flinch in disgust as she whipped her head back, long golden tresses skittering across the shoulders and hood of her new oversize garment as she glowered accusingly at the offending beverage. Sweet Clancy had only just brought her this...hadn't he? With a faint sigh she reached out and slammed the door with a resounding thud, an itch growing beneath her skin that she refused to scratch. So instead her little bare feet with brightly painted blue nails glided across the floor as she ascended the steps and took in the quickly populating room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>27-07-2019, 00:48:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/29/71/cf29711ff0c572a633e04e7f84ec9aba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Crooks (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.0#lastPost)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Portal--&gt; Bar area<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Tight black sweater and Brown skirt (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/41/1e/39/411e39084c61ffc4cf6c123058a0f255.jpg)<br><strong>Extra:</strong> Feeling anxious<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> (Mentioning others), Jin, Randall, Faust<br><hr><br>It really had been a trying week more so than usual.<br>The problem had been the insistent need for some workers to have to come into her meager apartment for one reason or another, something about the artificial heating duct or what have you, anything apart from a roaring fire was largely unknown even now to Gwen. Which was probably why it needed to be fixed considering the meek blonde's refusal to use it up until the recent few days, that coupled with much more socializing than she cared for the demure figure easily found herself being guided to the only real place of salvation she had left in this world. As frequent as she attended The Velvet Caress, Gwen did have some sense of dependency or at least she liked to think she did, that should she have her actual way the human turned banshee would have found herself living within it's safe walls. So lasting at least three days than the usual two before revisiting wasn't something to sneeze at; even if it did make her quite the sad and lonely soul, but it was never said out loud so she could at least pretend it didn't matter.<br><br>These days it felt much more comfortable to be within the false skin that she had adopted over the years, the brothel itself having it's own policy which thankfully allowed such in order to keep some measure of order. Having marched from the light chill of outside towards the magical portal it was within a blink Gwen found herself taking the first real breathe of relief she had all day, the familiar faces and scenery bringing the faintest curl of a smile to her lips. Bringing a small hand to brush back the loose curls of blonde behind the shell of her ear the initial greeting by Math as he was known, the gentle smile flashed his direction although the quiet woman did not slow her determined steps towards a much more familiar figure, one whom no doubt would have expected her at least sometime within the past few days. "Hello Ji Ji~"the usual greeting was as sweet and quiet as always, bright emerald gems meeting rose as light steps brought her towards the bar beside Dajeen and another man she hadn't seen before.&nbsp; Although it certainly wasn't her place to interrupt, another figure entirely felt no qualms in such.<br><br>&nbsp; <br><br><br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/6b/76/72/6b76720a2b2a580ab0370aae3cef22de.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Faust "Eli" Daniels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.0#lastPost)<br><strong>Location:</strong>His room--&gt; Bar area<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Casual outfit (see picture)<br><strong>Extra:</strong> Looking for some fun<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Jin, Randall, Gwen<br><br><hr><br><strong>" I think madness is the least of what our dear Jin deals with on a constant basis."</strong> A wandering voice broke out from nearby, certainly including himself within the discussion because why not? Any chance to slight another was more than free game to the drude who's latest 'client' had finally managed to pick themselves up after their marathon of sensual wrestling, or domination..whatever did it really matter? Padding over with a slight chuckle&nbsp; the dark haired man brought his nearly empty glass to his lips once more, draining the last of the amber liquid with a low sigh.<strong>"Isn't that right Ji Ji?'</strong>The demon snickered, his gaze briefly settling on the blonde banshee whom he had seen far too often around the brothel to be <em>outright</em> mean but by this point she would have known his behavior. Her flustering self was a tad boring for his own taste to bother pestering for too long, and Dajeen was so witty in their comebacks that Faust had some annoyance towards them to bother with. <br><br>The quite dapper dressed man however did hold some amusement, the low growl in his voice tugging lightly at the corner of his mouth as Faust's sparkling orbs met Randall's.<strong>"And who may you be? The tuxedo is a nice touch of class to see this fine day."</strong>Faust smirked, his own glass set onto the bar for his own refill while he leaned lightly against the marbled top with a hip next to the man.<strong>"Is this your first time within the Velvet Caress?"</strong>The demon couldn't help tease, if only to gauge his company's reaction. Either way Faust was finding something to entertain him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Carly</strong> on <strong>27-07-2019, 04:25:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/2f/71/7e/2f717e1631943cf7ea2c39bfd5c981fb.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> &nbsp;Lady Helen (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.msg14989101#msg14989101)<br><strong>Location:</strong>Opium Den -&gt; Bar<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>Lady Helen drew from the opium pipe deeply then breathed out white smoke in the air. She could make smoke rings and sometimes did but for the moment she just wanted to relax. She had been a resident in the brothel for months now and enjoyed living here. There was always new people to meet, and familiar faces were all welcoming.<br><br>Being a Demoness had its ups and downs. If she was to complete her mission she would be able to enter heaven but most likely would stay in the new area of hell built for sexual perversions of all kinds.<br><br>Lady Helen had grown to be attracted to all the women that frequented the place, but her own nature was something that could shock or put off many. Being a hermaphrodite was strange to some, but Helen had an enormous cock that was frightening to some. She explained to them that it was enchanted and wouldn't cause pain, but she doubted if any believed it unless they slept with her first hand.<br><br>Helen had been out and about earlier in the day and bought some exotic food for everyone to eat. Platters of cold meats, sea food, fruit and cheese and biscuits dotted the opium parlor as well as the bar and lounge areas and Helen grabbed a prawn from one of the nearby dishes and ate it slowly after dunking it in a cocktail sauce.<br><br>Helen adjusted her skirt. It didn't hide her enormous cock and balls, but no clothing did. Protruding comically was something that Helen was used to. Perhaps demons had their own issues, all of them quite overt by most peoples standards. Relaxing for a few minutes with others drawing from the hooker pipe Helen smiled and stared at the ceiling.<br><br>She had several books she often read while doing so and a small library could be found in the place that had quite a collection. Helen heard a lot of commotion at the bar so she passed the pipe to another, stood, adjusted her skirt then walked to the bar.<br><br>"Can I have the house scotch on the rocks please!" She mentioned to the barman, while stretching out like a cat. "I feel it will set the scene nicely"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dicequeer</strong> on <strong>27-07-2019, 06:44:03</strong>
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				<hr><div class="floatright">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/426521770eef5fce028c591ef2fe84a9/tumblr_omnn69ZDr41tvp6noo1_r4_500.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mathghamhain<br><strong>Location:</strong>The Front Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi, Mistress Asmodia, Open<br><hr><br>After greeting Randall in the way he thought was appropriate Mathghamhain turned to head back to his seat near Mistress Asmodia, and now Akiko. <br><br>"Of course Akiko," Math said responding to her greeting. "This place doesn't run on wishes you know." He sat down. His usual chair was against a wall, a stride or two away from several important features of the brother, including Mistress Asmodia. He watched with amusement as Akiko nuzzled Asmosia's leg. They were almost cute together sometimes. <br><br>He adjusted his collar slightly, tightening it a notch. He could never quite get it to stay put. He observed the brothel around him. It was still early so there weren't many customers yet. Not that he needed to worry exceptionally about a customer calling on him. He wasn't a particularly popular choice. Men tended not to be, especially one that didn't look feminine, and especially ones that didn't have penises. <br><br>"Anything need doing Mistress?" He directed his question at Asmodia. It was a long shot, she rarely actually had tasks for Math, even though he often asked. He got a little stir crazy sitting around all day greeting customers, and every once in awhile she had something interesting for him to do.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>28-07-2019, 04:24:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://pbs.twimg.com/media/D1i3r_5VYAE-WON.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ella<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Math, Akiko Mizuchi, Mistress Asmodia, Open<br><br>Meanwhile Ella knelt in one corner, not saying a word. This was because her mouth was holding the leashing that attached to the collar around her neck. Other than that Ella wore little else. She was a fuck slut, a cum dumpster. Something to be used and tossed aside... and she loved every moment of it. Ella was in awe of the mystical beings that wandered inside the walls of the brothel, Mistress Asmodia most of all.Letting them take her anyway they wanted, filling her mortal form with their dark desires, that gave her a connection to this other world. A world she wanted to belong to more than anything. But if she couldn't be their kin she would gladly be their sex slave.&nbsp; <br><br>Ella watched Akiko rubbing against their mistress's leg, a wave of envy passing through her all too human body. Even when pleading the busty creature had a power and confidence Ella lacked. The Akiko and Math spoke to Asmodia was full of the proper respect but it was more than what Ella could do. She could barely speak when in the presence of their demonic mistress, even without a leash in her mouth. All she could do was make it clear her pathetic body was Asmodia's to do with as she pleased.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>28-07-2019, 05:35:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b6/be/17/b6be172dca22b083fbc33fe4810593c8.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Fiona of Evergreen Valley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.msg14987865#msg14987865)<br><strong>Location: </strong>The portal in the back &gt; Front Room<br><strong>Tagging: </strong>Mathghamhain, Ella, Asmodia, Open<br><hr>Mathghamhain received a curt smile as she moved in.&nbsp; "I'm fine, I've been here before, but thank you."&nbsp; True, it had been a while, but she had little interest in receiving the tour or going through all the usual pleasantries.<br><br>As she moved inside, her eyes drifted over the various girls, but Ella in particular caught her attention.&nbsp; To see someone so open about her needs, so proud of her desires that she would display herself so, was certainly interesting.&nbsp; Asmodia received a polite smile and brief wave as Fiona moved forward to Ella, inspecting her and letting her eyes dance upon the exposed flesh along the way.&nbsp; "Good evening."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>30-07-2019, 04:22:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f4/1d/bc/f41dbc648ec050987b4cd3e501489447.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Asmodia</strong><br><strong>Location: Front Room</strong><br><strong>Wearing: Lingerie, shown</strong><br><strong>Extra:</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Math, Akiko, Open</strong><br><br><strong>"Sweet Akiko, my darling, you do know I love how you praise me so."</strong> With a seductive purr, the Mistress trailed her fingers up the kitsune's neck to gently take hold of her jaw and lean in as if to kiss her pretty mouth. Instead, she let a slow, lazy smile spread over her lips and raised her glass of fire-wine to take a deep drink before blowing the delicious heat from it across Akiko's cheeks. <strong>"Yes, I'd have you join me tonight. Work comes first."</strong><br><br>Turning back to her loyal dullahan, she bid him off with a wave of her hand. <strong>"You know very well, Mathghamhain, that I gave you free reign to do as you please when you have these anxious-"</strong> She waved her hand again as she searched for the word. <strong>"Itches. If you MUST do something, then by all means, send down the order for another shipment of my wine. The cellar is running low and you know I have an over-fondness for it."</strong><br><br>Sitting back against her nest of pillows, she beckoned Akiko forward to lie between her legs. Asmodia enjoyed rubbing the other woman's fox ears and sliding her fingers through that thick silky hair. <strong>"Come, my pet. Let me touch you."</strong> She teasingly caressed the curve of exposed breast.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostWind</strong> on <strong>30-07-2019, 05:18:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i9.fuskator.com/large/glBFyevQcXI/Skinny-Blonde-Goldie-A-with-Small-Tits-from-Met-Art-Wearing-Heels-36.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Isaya<br><strong>Location:</strong>Front Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black spandex leggings and Fraternity hoodie<br><strong>Extra:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><br>Watching everything that was going on for the moment from the door way she'd finally slip in and off to the side where she'd crawl up onto one of the couches. Her bare feet tucking delicately under her toned thighs and ass as she settled back against one of the arms and quietly observed everyone. This whole experience was still new to her and especially when it came to the unique traits of so many of her fellow workers and clients. It occasionally worked its way into her thoughts in moments of weakness like now, her small hands slipped inside the large front pocket of his hoodie and wrung themselves together as she still fought the urge to go back to the Opium Den and feelings of inadequacy when compared to her super natural companions.<br><br>In time her feelings of insecurity would pass, how could it not when faced with the startling abilities and personalities that perpetually filtered through this place of business? As it was she soon forgot about the cravings and dark emotions that threatened to sweep her away in their crashing waves of self doubt and despair. It wasn't long before she caught herself smiling at the familiar banter everyone seemed to so easily fall into. The nights late hours though began to catch up with her as she found herself relaxing and half drifting in and out of sleep through her fluttering lashes. She'd managed to tire the poor boy out but in the process hadn't gotten much sleep herself. Soon she'd drag herself off for a quick nap maybe, but not just yet. It was far too comfortable here and it was nice to be around others for a time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>03-08-2019, 01:28:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://2dopeboyz.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/lovelynnc-lead.jpg)</div><br><strong>NAME:</strong>Akiko Mizuchi <br><strong>Monster Form:</strong> <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.game-art-hq.com/wp-content/uploads/Sexy-Foxy-Ahri-Fan-Art-by_artgerm.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>WEARING:</strong> As Pictured<br><strong>TIME:</strong> Day 1 | Early Afternoon<br><strong>LOCATION:</strong>&nbsp; The Front Room<br><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Sweet Joy!<br><br><strong>TAGGING:</strong> Mistress Asmodia, Ella, Open<br><br><hr><br>When Mistress Asmodia beckoned her between her legs Akiko happily skipped forward and planted herself between her mistresses legs. But not before letting her Mistress get a nice long look at her ass before she sat down. She pushed back her hair behind her and was pleasantly surprised with the hand that teasingly caressed her breast. Akiko smiled and leaned into the touch her nipples already hardening. Asmodia had a direct line to Akiko's libido, she was always in the mood for her interest. When Asmodia pulled her hand away Akiko let out a small moan of desire. She craved her master's touch but she knew that she had to be a good girl and let her master decide when she was to be touched unless told otherwise. Leaning lightly against her master she pulled her shirt open a little more so that her breasts were free on display and ready to touch. <br><br>She then noticed a sexy plaything holding her leash in her mouth. <br><br>"Well hello Ella." Akiko said her eyes traveling the young sexy human fuck toy. She knew Ella wouldn't be alone for long. And it was only a matter of time till either her mistress took her away for some personal time alone or a customer paid for her. Until then Akiko was happy to be between her mistress' legs. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [RP Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>04-08-2019, 18:56:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b6/be/17/b6be172dca22b083fbc33fe4810593c8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Fiona of Evergreen Valley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308298.msg14987865#msg14987865)<br><strong>Location:</strong> Front Room<br><strong>Wearing:</strong> Black Victorian dress (https://li8.rightinthebox.com/images/384x384/201707/zung1499308027495.jpg)<br><strong>Extra:</strong><br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Asmodia, Akiko, Open<br><hr><br>As her eyes did a quick glance about the room, she couldn't help but notice the two women playing, and a pleased and interested smile crossed over her lips.&nbsp; Any who showed such an open interest and appreciation for their bodies could easily claim her attention.<br><br>"I take it that you two like to be purchased as a couple?" she asked, sauntering her way on over in heels.&nbsp; If one listened carefully, a touch of weariness danced in her voice, the sign of one who had been hard at work for a very long time and now desired the opportunity to play.&nbsp; Her expression left her arousal apparent, although the sloping style of Victorian dresses meant that one had to look very closely to notice much else.&nbsp; That was one of the things she liked about them.&nbsp; Then again, it was more than possible for employees to already know about her; she'd been here quite a few times in the past, even if it had been a while.
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