prisoner of mischief
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				Title: <strong>prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 01:50:01</strong>
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				Tasha sighed as she walked home late at night. It had been a long day at the office and she was looking forward to returning to her 1 bedroom flat, seeing her kitten Jade, and taking a long soak in the tub with a good book. She was always nervous when work ran late. She was far from unattractive and her uniform always invited trouble. She stood at 5 foot even, had long shapely legs that were encased in a knee length navy blue pencil skirt. She wore a pair of black 4 inch heels that accentuated her curvaceous backside. She wore a form fitting white button up blouse tucked into her skirt and it accented the flat planes of her abdomen and showed off her generously perky chest. Red waves cascaded down her back until just above the waistline of her skirt and fell slightly over her very gentle face, framing a pair of emerald gems that were hard and cold to every one who approached her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>seeker619</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 02:37:02</strong>
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				I had just returned to earth after being imprisoned on Asgard for well, not important.&nbsp; I would rather forget it and the moment I saw this pretty petite thing walk by I knew it would long be forgotten.&nbsp; I probed her mind quickly with a mind confessor spell and had already formed a plan.&nbsp; I used a likeness of her cat running by her to lead her to give chase after her beloved pet.&nbsp; I knew how it was to love pets and she would know how it was to be one I thought with a grin.&nbsp; <br><br>I led the illusion onto stairs of an apartment complex.&nbsp; I had the cat wait for her to catch up.&nbsp; &nbsp;Once this attractive young lady appeared before the illusion, or at least within one flight of catching up to it I had an apartment picked out with the with an outside deck that had the glass door slid partially open.&nbsp; The cat jumped onto the ledge and through the wooden railings in a when only cat's can manage to squeeze between things and then through the sliding glass door and into the dwelling.&nbsp; I waited for this lovely young thing to do the right thing and knock on the door so the occupants might find her cat and return it to her.&nbsp; As she was busy waiting at the door I probed the inside of the apartment with&nbsp; my mind putting the one occupant to sleep and as she waited for them to answer.&nbsp; I stuffed the woman in her fifties into a closet and locked it shut.&nbsp; I climbed in the apartment much the way the cat illusion had.&nbsp; I did not answer her knocks but imitated the sound of her cat in great distress and left the door open feeling she would try to come inside uninvited.&nbsp; I was thinking that having an intruder would be something to hold over her head should I proceed that way.&nbsp; I was unsure and waited for her to respond<br><br>I arrived at the door in some denim shorts and no top.&nbsp; My hair was short black and I turned on the shower waiting to see what she would do if she knew I was there.&nbsp; I would amuse myself as she was already mine.......
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				Title: <strong>Re: prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 03:21:33</strong>
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				"Jade!" Tasha shouted as she gave Chase to the kitten she loved so dearly. "Jade come here baby. Come to mommy!" She clicked her tongue and tried to catch her baby. She followed after the kitten and rushed up the stairs. She beat on the door loudly and called out. She could hear her kitten mewling loudly. "Mommas here baby." She gently opened the door and peaked her head in. "Jade baby." She called quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>seeker619</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 03:34:41</strong>
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				I continued to make the cat sounds but the ones to follow were more troubling as if mommy's baby was in trouble.&nbsp; When the door creased open I made sure she heard me sing in the shower.&nbsp; She might believe she could enter and leave with her cat as if she were free to break and enter at will.&nbsp; Of course she would rationalize it as she was worried about her cat but worrying about your cat is only trouble when you follow it inside another persons home.&nbsp; I would wait until she was in well inside and put her to sleep.<br><br>I would then wake her up apologizing profusely for knocking out a poor young woman, and would make sure I appealed to her eye as well.&nbsp; I would tell her I reacted after coming out of the shower and had no idea I by the long shadows cast by the setting sun how big she or he was, or even whether on not she was armed.&nbsp; &nbsp;I would stick to the story that I reacted thinking even if she was a woman that she had to be armed or would not enter in the early evening.&nbsp; .&nbsp; I would have her dazed for a day or two unable to leave on her own and too dazed to ask for a friend to pick her up.&nbsp; <br><br>I would dote over her cat as well as her.......<br>I would have her cat, or what felt like her cat in her arms when she wakes........if I could get her in far enough.......
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				Title: <strong>Re: prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassivellaunus</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 05:26:58</strong>
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				Tasha felt dazed, confused even when she came to. Jade was purring at her side and a strange man was apologizing quite a bit for having knocked her out. She couldn't remember much except that she had followed jade. "No...please...I...I'm sorry. I just...my kitten. She's all I really have"
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				Title: <strong>Re: prisoner of mischief</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>seeker619</strong> on <strong>20-09-2014, 06:41:34</strong>
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				She had come in as far as the kitchen a good dozen feet once the door closed behind her when I put her to sleep.&nbsp; I wanted to see how long she could fight his worthiness spell and stay awake.&nbsp; The spell cast a web of pain through her body and just as all people will pass out given enough pain, the more pain they can take before passing out is always a good indicator of the level of pride she carries herself with and it is a good indicator that she will not be doing just anything to spare herself death.&nbsp; A painful death is more desirable than a humiliating death which is lacking in suffering.&nbsp; The longer she could stay awake the more desirable she would be as those who beg and roll over at the first sign of pain are a dime a dozen.&nbsp; Those that fight like she appeared to be are a rare species indeed.<br><br>Her face would never register it but once she woke she was in tremendous agony.&nbsp; No skin was damaged or bruised but within her brain war between pain and the will to fight for pride and survival was being waged.&nbsp; Her spirit had her crawling on all fours to stop Loki from terrorizing her, from killing her, from torturing her but none of that motivated her as much as a much different kind of threat.&nbsp; The death threats got her to half the distance between her a and Loki.&nbsp; <br><br>When it was mentioned to her that she would not die if she failed to stop her aggressor but would instead be stripped and put on display as she would from that moment on be forced to obey any command anyone gave her.&nbsp; Her fight lasted until she almost backed Loki into a corner where there was no where else to go except to face he.&nbsp; It was just then the woman's body gave out.&nbsp; She first let out a big sigh and then her head rested on her arms which lie on the floor.&nbsp; She was a out to rouse herself again but that charge never came.&nbsp; Her ass was now raised in the air as she looked to have been in an act of worshiping Loki on her knees facing down. Loki waited a minute and was thrilled to have such a strong woman who was now captive to his every whim.&nbsp; &nbsp;His slave. <br><br>He needed to classify her alone among those who took the test.&nbsp; He&nbsp; stood her up on both knees and the whites in her eyes rolled back of her head.&nbsp; He pointed her towards the camera making sure she realized what he was pointing at before she fell back into his arms asleep which was all she was now that the pain had been removed.&nbsp; <br><br>Loki&nbsp; grabbed her and both looked up at the camera that was just over the door which for whatever reason.&nbsp; The woman who lived her previously had a severely elevated opinion of her valuables to require her things to be guarded as such but he would sure get good use of the this camera snd the two in the bedroom. He&nbsp; stripped her down into her panties and bra as his mouth was filled with drool as to what he would do to her.&nbsp; What he would watch her do.&nbsp; <br><br>Masturbate for me gorgeous.&nbsp; Look up into the camera when you come to and strip before masturbating for me.<br><br>It should be a while before she has the will to resist anything I say to her......
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