The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)
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				Title: <strong>The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 17:50:19</strong>
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				It was a rather miserable and wet Spring morning when Danny first set eyes on his prison for the next several years: most people would have called it a luxurious estate, replete with gardens and ornate statuary, designed by the best architects money could bribe, and representing the ambitions and prestige of the owning House...or at least the resident Noble.&nbsp; To be fair, this was an accurate description, but Danny's presence meant something other than appreciation of the grandeur and spectacle.<br><br>The two humorless, hulking vassals flanking him in the back of the van were no help at all.&nbsp; They did not speak to him, did not even look at him unless they had to, and as befit their job title as guards, focused on guarding...him, oddly enough.&nbsp; The driver, a uniformed lackey like the guards, also remained silent (but had let his lip curl in a sneer the moment he'd seen the young Skunk morph).<br><br>He understood that he was going to be performing an important duty to his Clan by being here.&nbsp; That only the practice of hostages and fostering kept the ever-present tension between the various Furry clans and the Noble Houses from bursting into endless, vicious violence.&nbsp; That being here, being present, he was in some way embodying the trust between Clan Mephisto and the Noble House of Tudor.&nbsp; That his host, whoever they would be, was bound to feed and clothe him and protect him as one of their own...for good or ill.<br><br>Understanding did not bring him closer to a sense of peace and happiness about being sent to a gilded prison for the next several years, clearly on the expectation that he would fall victim to some misfortune, because the militant blow-hards of the Clan Council had found him wanting: he was slight, short, a bit effeminate...no warrior at all.&nbsp; So out he went, as surely exiled as if they'd stripped his name from him.<br><br>There it was, rising out of the rain and mist--his new prison.<br><br>The van pulled to a halt.&nbsp; The door opened.&nbsp; The guards needlessly urged him out and through the brief, wet distance between vehicle and servant's entrance, where he was met by a butler of the house.&nbsp; This man, at least, smiled politely instead of wincing or grimacing.<br><br>"Welcome, young man.&nbsp; Her Grace wishes to see you presently.&nbsp; Shall I conduct you to her presence now, or would you care to freshen up first?"<br><br>"It would be impolite to keep Her Grace waiting, and my needs are not pressing.&nbsp; Please conduct me to her," Danny said, resigning himself to the structured etiquette of a Human holding.<br><br>"This way, then."<br><br>The butler guided him through the backways and hidden stairs, up to the third floor.<br><br>"Forgive my alteration of the usual courtesies," he explained, "but Her Grace has a number of other guests who are, shall we say, not kindly disposed to others.&nbsp; In keeping with our duty to you, young master, I thought it best to risk a minor insult to avoid a violent encounter upon your arrival."<br><br>Danny looked up at the man, his amber eyes searching for any sign of condescension, of dishonesty...and found none.&nbsp; But then, he wouldn't if the man was any good at his job.<br><br>"I thank you for your care and foresight," he remembered to say.<br><br>"It is nothing," the man smiled.&nbsp; "Now here we are."<br><br>They rounded a corner and stopped at a set of double doors, tastefully underdecorated.&nbsp; The Butler knocked twice and ushered him inside.<br><br>"Your Grace, may I present Master Daniel Morris, Clan Mephisto, who is to be our guest by ancient protocol."<br><br>Thus she got her first look at Danny--slender, short, shoulder-length snow-white headfur that gave him an androgynously cute look, clad in a sport jacket and slacks over a pearl-grey silk shirt.&nbsp; And he beheld her,&nbsp; as well, the heir-presumptive of the House of Tudor...
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 20:11:44</strong>
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				Privacy was number one for Devika, she liked her estate, her personal life, her affairs, all private. She was a public figure, but a woman of mystery.&nbsp; Everyone was curious about her, she was insanely rich thanks to her father, but her wealth kept on building as she conducted business much like her father. She was ruthless; the people who did business with her respected her, feared her, and wanted more of her. She was single by choice. She has never found a man who was worthy of her respect and trusted enough to be let into her personal life for more than a tangle in the sheets and a polite goodbye. <br><br><br>She was sitting at her desk, typing up the last few paragraphs on a contract that she was composing, to send off to her Lawyer to make sure that it was air tight and ready for signatures. She had a dozen or so projects on her plate, and it always put her in a good mood when she could close one. Thinking about closing deals, she stood up and walked over to her window, seeing the van arrive with her newest acquisition. She smiled, hoping that the boy would be nice and….willing for what she had in mind for him. <br><br>She walked around the lavishly decorated room, leather couches, book shelves on three walls filled with her favorites. The rug was a white plush rug that at the end of a long business day she loved to take her shoes off and just dig her toes into while she sat with a good book. The estate was huge and she spent 70% of her time locked up in her office, taking phone calls, entertaining business clients, enjoying a good book. She had locks on every entrance to her office, even the secret passage, so she could be totally alone when she needed it, which was often. <br><br>She heard the footsteps of her butler, her most trusted man, and the smaller footsteps of what she can only imagine to be her new boy. She smiles slightly as they enter, though the smile does not reach her eyes.&nbsp; She looks over the boy, seeming to measure how useful he will be. <br><br>The way her clothes were tailored, made her look like a noble woman, a perfectly cut grey jacket, under a maroon silk shirt, with a grey pencil skirt that hits just above her knees. Her legs have grey stalking with maroon dots on them, leading down to 4 inch grey heals that make her a even six feet tall.&nbsp; Her hair is blond, twisted back in a French twist, two silver tear drop earrings hang from her ears.&nbsp; Her family crest ring also in silver is on her middle finger of her left hand, that lead to perfectly manicured French tip nails. <br><br>Looking over him with her deep green eyes, she nods in slight approval. Her full pouty perfectly painted, pale pink lips press together slightly before she speaks. “Welcome, Daniel. I am Devika, you of course will refer to me as her Grace, or Domina.&nbsp; I am assuming your ride was un-eventful since you are here before me.&nbsp; Bernard will show you to your room, and give you your daily chores. You will also do any other tasks that I assign to you. I am guessing you are tired, so today you will have no chores, and will meet me at 7pm for dinner here so I can get a better….acquainted with you.” She smiles again, the smile still not going to her eyes. She dismisses them both with a wave of her hand as she goes back behind the mahogany desk. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 20:20:50</strong>
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				Danny nodded and mumbled 'yes, Your Grace' a few times at what seemed to be the appropriate intervals, but inwardly he was seething.&nbsp; Did she think he was a servant?<br><br>Still, it was better than being just a prisoner, if she was going to give him something to do.<br><br>"Thank you, Your Grace.&nbsp; I shall see you for supper, then."<br><br>He bowed in what he'd been told was the appropriate way and followed the butler, whose name he now knew was Bernard.&nbsp; He walked in silence most of the way, but finally asked the only polite question that had risen to his lips in several minutes.<br><br>"What manner of chores does she mean?&nbsp; I'm no domestic.&nbsp; I have...not many skills, now that I think of it. Just an education."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 21:16:09</strong>
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				Bernard&nbsp; starts leading him towards the slaves quarters.&nbsp; He doesn’t bother to look at Danny as he talks and they walk. “She expects you to earn your keep, she does of all her prisoners. We will find something you are capable of doing, dishes, laundry, taking out garbage, peeling potatoes. Something to keep you busy during your stay, she figures instead of having to pay another servant to attend to your needs, you can be useful. I have seen her send prisoners back because they refused and then taking whatever was owed to her. She doesn’t tolerate lazy people.” He says so mater- of- fact, more to warn him if he refused to work he would be sent back.&nbsp; They walk down the long hall, to another hall on the right that has many doors all lettered starting at A, he takes Danny to one marked ‘S’ and opens the door. Danny may note that the door does not have a lock on it. <br><br>Bernard shows him to a small room, there is a twin bed, a dresser with clothes already inside, a small television and a desk with paper and pen, a door on the side looks like it is bathroom, with a toilet sink and shower, with a cabinet above the sink with a mirror, and a wrack with four soft looking towels. <br><br>Bernard smiles at him “This is your room as long as you behave, there are other accommodations here that aren’t so….nice for those who don’t behave. Have a good rest, will you need help getting back to her Grace?”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 21:21:01</strong>
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				"Great."<br><br>Danny hung his head.<br><br>"That's the same spiel they gave me back home, right before they decided that all I'm good for is a living shield.&nbsp; But thanks for the warning."<br><br>He sighed with resignation.<br><br>"This will do.&nbsp; Thanks.&nbsp; And yes, please, I'll need help finding my way around for a bit.&nbsp; And, uhm..."<br><br>He plucked at his dress shirt.<br><br>"Clothes.&nbsp; My beloved kin sent me off in this.&nbsp; Everything else is in storage until I return, which means they probably gave it all away or something."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 22:50:30</strong>
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				Bernard nods “I will come to get you before dinner then and make sure you are properly attired. There are clothes in the dresser, we got your measurements before you arrived. There is also a pair of tennis shoes under the edge of your bed.” In the dresser there are regular t-shirts, jeans, underwear and socks, four sets of each, then two pairs of dress slacks and two dress shirts. <br><br>Bernard then makes his exit. <br><br>For the time between her meeting Danny and dinner, Devika works, but her mind keeps going back to the little skunk who she recently acquired, wondering if he is going to last, she loves new&nbsp; things, and he is her new play thing, the last one only lasted a year before he was useless to her, so she sent him back and got a nice little piece of land. She wondered how far she could push this one before he broke, a sly grin spreading over her lips.<br><br>About twenty minutes before dinner, Bernard would knock on Danny’s door. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-04-2011, 23:01:02</strong>
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				"Thanks, then.&nbsp; See you later."<br><br>Danny spent most of the day curled on his side on the bed, wondering which of his oh so very judgmental relatives was responsible for this.&nbsp; At the end he showered, dried carefully, and got dressed in the new slacks and shirt, making certain that he was presentable.&nbsp; Thus, when Bernard knocked, he was ready to go and fell into step beside the man at once.<br><br>"I presume Her Grace prefers her supper company to be quite punctual," he grinned at the taller man.&nbsp; "Please, lead the way."<br><br>Soon, they were in yet another part of the house, away from the servant and hostage quarters and in one of the parts that looked redone in the classical Georgian style, almost Rococco...which Danny personally felt was overdone, but knew better than to say something.&nbsp; Then Bernard opened a set of double doors, and there was the dining room...
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 02:58:00</strong>
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				The room was ordinante, there is a large table that seats about thirty people, with three large chandelier over the table, the table looks to be mahogony, the chairs elegantly decorated, there is then a smaller table to the left of the room more towards the kitchen door, it seems to be a smaller version of the large one, but only seats about six, that is the table that is set for two. Devika wasn’t there yet, but Bernard told Denny to sit at the small table.<br><br>At about ten after 7 Devika walks in the room, she is wearing a black dress, that plunges down between her breasts in a v and stops at her ankles, her hair is upswept, her heals are now black and strappy still four inches high.<br><br>She sits down “Sorry for being late, I was held up on a phone call.” As soon as she sits down a servant comes in with a bottle of wine. She looks at the lable, and nods it is opened and poured in both of their glasses.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-04-2011, 03:33:11</strong>
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				Danny seated himself and waited, remembering to rise to his feet when she entered.<br><br>"Good evening, Your Grace," he said, smiling shyly.&nbsp; "It is no matter--business is important."<br><br>He stepped around to hold her chair for her, then seated himself again.<br><br>"Much as I do not wish to immediately leap to the matter at hand, I feel I ought to inquire as to whether or not you were provided with the particulars of my, uhm...my skill set."&nbsp; He blushed.&nbsp; "There may have been some miscommunication and I would prefer to ensure up front that your expectations were not unduly inflated by the braggadocio of my kin."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 18:34:16</strong>
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				Her right hand took the wine stem and she sipped the rich liquid slowly, while keeping eye contact with Danny as he spoke. Seeming to let the words along with rich liquid sit a second before replying. She sets the glass back down, nodding slightly. “Are you saying that washing a few dishes or scrubbing some laundry is beyond your capabilities?” She arches an eyebrow, wondering if he really is so useless or just thinks so low of himself. <br><br>“I am sure we will find something you can do, I have extensive gardens if you would be better at weeding or even pruning off dead blooms, or pushing a lawn mower. There are several thousand things around the estate that need taken care of at all times. What are your skill sets?”&nbsp; Her expression doesn’t change much, but her voice sounds slightly amused to think that anyone wouldn’t be able to do such simple tasks. It wasn’t as if she was asking him to learn to cook a five course meal of restraint quality. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-04-2011, 18:42:55</strong>
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				"I am hardly properly prepared to be a fully fledged domestic, if that is what Your Grace is asking," he admitted shyly.&nbsp; "Simple things like doing dishes or weeding a garden are, of course, not difficult, but...aside from that, I was educated...encouraged to become so, I might add, before the Clan Elders decided that having big, strong, strapping heirs was more important than having thoughtful ones."<br><br>He picked at his food for a moment, then took a few bites (which he seemed to enjoy greatly).<br><br>"To be honest, I am a practically useless pretty face.&nbsp; <em>That</em> is why I am here.&nbsp; Nobody else was considered expendable enough to waste on ancient agreements."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 03:08:39</strong>
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				She chuckles low in her throat. “I am not asking you to be a full fledge domestic, I am just asking you to do a few chores around here, keep you busy and out of trouble. I would rather not put you in the dungeon, it is so cold down there people don’t usually last long.” She takes a bite of her meal, chewing thoughtfully before she speaks any more.<br><br>“I don’t really like hearing people talk themselves down, I am sure you are useful, it doesn’t matter if your clan thinks your useless, what do you think your strengths in life are?”&nbsp; She takes another bite while she waits for him to answer, her eyes never leaving his. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-04-2011, 03:17:21</strong>
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				He blushed at the eye contact, but did not pull away.<br><br>"I'm a fully trained historian with a side interest in archaeology and a great deal of preparation for archival research.&nbsp; I was hoping to pursue a position as a curator somewhere. And...uhm...I am told I am rather ornamental.&nbsp; Beyond that, I would have to think very hard to come up with any practical skills I might have."<br><br>He paused for a moment to sip his wine.<br><br>"I took a few Art courses, of course, and a few in Classical Literature.&nbsp; One needs to know some ancient languages as well, for obvious reasons.&nbsp; But ask me to fix a toaster or change the oil in your car and I'm simply lost."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 19:24:44</strong>
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				She nods as he tells her the skills he has, taking a couple small bites. Chewing thoughtfully as she thinks about what he is telling her. “Well then until I can find something more appropriate to your skill set, you will be doing some simple tasks around here. I am just a bit curious to what you meant by saying you are ornamental? Are you saying that you should be put on display, pretend to be a statue in my foyer?” A small smile curls her lips as she takes another bite , maybe letting the fork drag along her lips a little too slowly, to see his reaction.<br><br>He was rather cute, but it may be too early to put him to his true purpose here. She sips her wine again, if he wasn’t a slave she would think about having him as a personal assistant see if he had any typing skills, but having a slave as a personal assistant was risky, they are usually too easily bribed to be trust worthy with her daily schedule. She needed someone she could trust completely with her personal business. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 19:32:14</strong>
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				He blushed and studied his plate again.<br><br>"Your Grace, I am aware that I am considered a rather pretty specimen...by some, at least, and it was prominent in the last clan discussion that all I might be good for was..."&nbsp; He took a deep breath.&nbsp; "To put on a dress and make a nice little wife for some strapping and open minded 'real' man who wouldn't mind needing a mistress to bear his babes instead."<br><br>He could not keep the bitterness from his voice as he chased a morsel around with his fork.<br><br>"They, of course, think that I am unaware of this, being too foolish to imagine all the ways in which one might overhear such candid evaluations.&nbsp; So yes, ornamental.&nbsp; A pretty pet or prize to stand at your left shoulder and be seen, to demonstrate your open-mindedness and good taste in male companionship."<br><br>He sighed, speared the bit of food, ate it, chased it down with wine.<br><br>"My learning?&nbsp; My intelligence?&nbsp; They apparently do not count.&nbsp; I rather wish they had bothered to cast me out before sending me to get an education, since this is how they choose to repay my efforts.&nbsp; No guilt or insult intended to Your Grace, of course."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 16:28:43</strong>
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				She raises an eyebrow when he talks about how they would want to make him a little wife. “So this brings up the question of mine, who are you attracted to? You sound bitter about being parried with a male but I am not quite sure how you feel about it. Have you had sex before?” She looks for signs of embarrassment and continues to eat slowly.<br><br>She sips her wine putting her napkin over her plate to signal that she is done with her food, and leans back again as she listens. “Well if you aren’t a bit bitter.” She chuckles slightly, the little one amusing her. “Well I am hoping that your stay here won’t be completely un-enjoyed that maybe you will find that you actually like it here just a bit better than your own home. I respect intelligence.”<br><br>&nbsp;She finishes off the glass of wine and pours herself another, she would have to find him a position that he could use his intellect or he was going to get bored and want to leave. She could see where the elders were coming from, he was something very nice to look at, and having him pose some where for her optical enjoyment wasn’t such a bad idea, but once again his intelligence was too high to make him her own personal statue, though the thought does tickle her senses. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 16:46:53</strong>
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				He blushed in a rather cute way.<br><br>"Noooo, just that some over-muscled lunkheaded relations of mine assume that because I'm not their idea of a big, bold, strapping man-child and I have some more refined tastes and sensibilities I must therefore be a girl in a boy's body."<br><br>He blushed even harder when her other question sank in.<br><br>"N-no, I haven't.&nbsp; I was too busy studying, trying to improve my mind in hopes of being of greater use than...well, this."<br><br>He managed a shy smile and then, with rather gentle and fluid grace, changed the topic.<br><br>"Do you have a library here?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 20:00:09</strong>
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				Putting her wine down, she nods “I will show you once you are done eating.” She raises an eyebrow as he questions his position once again. Others have been quite happy to get out of the village and come and live quite comfortably in her mansion, but to each their own she guesses. It wasn’t as if she was locking him in a tower never to see the light of day until the elders finally came up with the money to pay her off. <br><br>She thinks of how he is a virgin, which would change quickly. She had an itch that needed to be scratched and he would be so nice to train. She picks her wine back up, but has yet to drink, “Do you play chess? I have an excellent chess board that doesn’t get used as often as I would like it too as most of my servants don’t play and I tend to be a very private person, therefore not bringing many people here.” <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-04-2011, 20:03:57</strong>
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				He bit his lip, oh so cutely.<br><br>"I have misspoken," he admitted.&nbsp; "I do not mean...that is...sorry."<br><br>He focused on his meal for a few minutes.<br><br>"I am not happy with my relations for all but kicking me out, and I may be taking some of that out on you, which is not only undeserved, it is improper of me as a guest and as one who aspires to become a gentleman in more than name.&nbsp; I cry your pardon."<br><br>Her mention of chess, though, brings his head up sharply and for just a moment, all hint of gloom and moodiness vanishes like a morning's mist before the sun.<br><br>"I play a little," he smiled.&nbsp; "I would very much enjoy that, yes!&nbsp; Thank you."
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 03:38:41</strong>
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				She nods “Your apology is nice to hear, and I understand how you can feel like your tribe is turning your back on you.&nbsp; Here you can learn to be a gentleman and I may take you under my wing for that project, if of course you prove yourself.”&nbsp; She smiled and quietly waited for his dinner to disappear from his plate, sipping her wine slowly. “I am glad that you play.”<br><br>She was amused seeing his face light up, it brought a slight bit of delight to her otherwise tedious day. Too long has she shut herself up in her office and done nothing but work, she needs an outlet that has nothing to do with the running’s of her empire. People have mentioned that she needs to put some&nbsp; of the responsibilities on others shoulders, but that would mean losing control, and that is something that she never did. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 03:52:45</strong>
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				"I thank you for your understanding," he said, and finished his supper with somewhat greater enthusiasm than he'd yet shown.&nbsp; "I should be more than happy to accept your tutelage.&nbsp; And, perhaps, if it is not too much to ask...when my term of service is over, perhaps..."<br><br>He blushed and glanced demurely down again.<br><br>"I do not wish to return to my clan afterwards.&nbsp; Perhaps I could trouble you for references?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 04:25:47</strong>
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				“If you prove yourself worthy, I will not have a problem giving you a reference, of course if you are good, I may not be willing to give you up.” Devika laughs softly. She stands up and waits for him to do the same so that she can walk him to the library. <br><br>They walk back out to the doors he came in at, then turn down the opposite way, the walls are decorated with paintings of various tastes, the hall is thickly carpeted, the lighting is soft so not to damage the paintings. They walk for several minutes, the hall has many doors on both sides, until they come to a set of huge double doors, the door handles are levers that are gold colored and carved with little roses along the main part of it. <br><br>Devika grabs both handles and swings the doors inward, there Danny will see cathedral ceilings floor to top on four of the five walls have books nothing but books, old looking books new looking books. The shelves themselves look as if they are made from the richest mahogany wood, with a cherry finish that almost matches the dining room tables. The carpet is plush and thick, a sandy color that makes you want to take your shoes off and dig your toes into it. There are several couches sitting around, and a fireplace on the far right wall. On the left side there is chess set, the same color as the shelves. With two overly large overly stuffed chairs in a soft tan color. There are three chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and every couch and chair has a personal lamp. <br><br>“What do you think Daniel?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 04:34:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed.<br><br>"I've never been found worthy before.&nbsp; I should very much like to achieve that..."<br><br>He followed her, quiet but for soft gasps of appreciation at this or that, until she opened the door and showed him the library.&nbsp; For a long moment he said nothing at all, merely staring around at all before him.&nbsp; Then he found voice enough to whisper a single word that told her just how he felt:<br><br>"Magnificent!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 19:17:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika walked Danny over to the chess table, she gestured to a seat and she sat down opposite from him. “I am glad that you like it, you may borrow whatever books you want from here, though I suggest only taking a couple at a time so not to clutter your room. Bernard disapproves at being un-tidy. “<br><br>She opens the chess case and grabs out the ivory and marble pieces. She set them up putting the marble in front of herself, letting Denny having the first move. She kicks off her shoes and tucks her legs up under herself. Her back relaxing against the chair, seeming to relax a bit . “The first move is on you Daniel.” She smiles at him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 19:39:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I shall endeavor not to displease," Danny said, seating himself and pondering before moving his Queen's pawn one square up...obviously intending to prevent the Fool's Mate.<br><br>He glanced up from the board to study her face for a moment, then smiled shyly.<br><br>"Your move."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 20:10:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, and moves her left knights pawn up two spaces. “So tell me what books you are interested in?” She reaches up to her hair and pulls out the pins letting it fall down around her shoulders. Watching him interested, to see how his chess pieces will fall. Her hands lay in her lap&nbsp; “Your move” She smiles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-04-2011, 20:12:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A little of everything," he replied as he launched into a fairly textbook application of the Romanian Wedge over the next few moves.&nbsp; "History, mostly, but also some Archaeology...the older, the better.&nbsp; There's more speculation, but also more fascinating departures from what everybody thinks they know."<br><br>As gentle as he seemed in person, his play was (except for that first cautious move) aggressive...almost recklessly so.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 18:39:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She seemed to counter his moves with ease, watching is face more than the chess board, but her moves seem to dictate differently. Her foot slips out of her heal and she moves forward slightly, and he can feel a foot move against his ankle and calf cautiously. Her foot slowly rubbing up and up as her face never changes from the calm centered demeanor. A few moves later she smiles and places her knight just right “Check” <br><br>Watching his face for any indication of discomfort as her foot trails closer to his thigh, she smiles at him indicating that she wants something more then just a chess game this night.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 18:55:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeaked at the first touch of her toes, squirmed as her foot rose to tease him...but his play remained steady.&nbsp; At least until her foot brushed his thigh!&nbsp; At that point he was distracted enough to leave the opening through which her knight slipped.<br><br>"Check, is it?"<br><br>He rallied well enough: his counter was calm, orderly, precise...but he squirmed again and then gasped as her toes brushed a bluge in his trousers...lower than she would have expected, which meant that he was both larger than average and had been aroused for some time!&nbsp; Blushing furiously when he realized what had happened, he bit his lower lip and tried to look away shyly.<br><br>"...ahhhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 20:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her toes and then the ball of her foot began to rub along the length of his manhood. She continued the steady play, loving the looks on his face as she toyed with his young cock. She knows that he has been aroused, and thought that was exactly what she wanted him to be. Just the thought of getting her hands wrapped around the young boy’s cock was enough to get her hot, though her face wouldn’t show it.<br><br>“You have nothing to be embarrassed about.” She smiled at him again, her smile just a little evil looking and for the first time it reaches her eyes.&nbsp; She keeps thinking how she is going to get him naked, but her game seems to be flawless, not hitching as she just continues her efforts.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-04-2011, 22:06:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He closed his eyes and moaned louder, clearly embarrassed by what she was doing...and just as clearly enjoying every second of stimulation.&nbsp; With a shaky hand, he tipped his king over, conceding the match.<br><br>"Please, I...ahhhh...that's very distracting!&nbsp; I can't give you a good game if you...ooooo..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>14-04-2011, 20:54:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“She smiles and pushes her chair back. “Daniel come here.”&nbsp; She slides her feet back in her shoes, her hands resting lightly on the arm rests. She wants to see if he is going to come to her willingly, to see if he wants more or if he is going to be too shy to show her his erection through his clothes when he stands. She keeps her eyes on him, never leaving his face.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-04-2011, 21:01:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Swallowing heavily, he stood up and came around the table toward her, making no effort to hide the impressive bulge in his trousers...willingly coming within reach and waiting for her to say or do more, eyes demurely cast down.<br><br>"As Your Grace commands," he whispered, as if too shy to speak up.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 18:49:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stands slowly and walks around him, leaning down her breath on his neck; her hands trail down from his shoulders to his chest and going ever lower, her hands running over his stomach. “Am I making you uncomfortable Daniel? Do you want me to keep touching you or do you want to go back to your room?” Her voice is low and sultry as her fingers dance even lower, unbuttoning his pants then moving back up over his stomach.&nbsp; She makes sure that he can feel her breasts against his shoulder blades. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 18:58:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..."<br><br>He shivered, blushed, and pressed himself back against her with a soft and needy moan.<br><br>"If it please Your Grace to continue...?&nbsp; I...I would wish that you might..."<br><br>She could easily enjoy him, if she wished, and the novelty of having a male lover who was old enough to play adult games yet small enough for her to dominate.&nbsp; His head barely reached her breasts, and his wiry form was slight.<br><br>"Ahhhh!"<br><br>He leaned his head back, his hands reaching for her hips as she worked his pants open, releasing his full erection, finding that he was definitely longer and thicker than average.<br><br>"P-please, yes, play with me," he gasped.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 19:54:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her hands continued lower pushing the material of his pants and underwear off from his hips and letting them pool on the floor. She moves down so she can run her hands over his thighs back up to that juicy large cock of his. She wraps both hands around it and purrs in his ear “You are quite big.” <br><br>She begins to stroke him she stands up a bit so his head is buried between her breasts, and she shifts her arms around so that they are going over the front of his shoulders instead of behind him so she can stroke him in much longer steady strokes. “Do you like this Daniel? Do like the feel of my hands wrapped around your thick cock?” She runs her one hand up and her thumb toys with the head rubbing along where the two points join together . <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 19:57:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"A-am I?&nbsp; I never...ahhhh..."<br><br>He squirmed a little, gasping as she shifted.&nbsp; His hands grabbed her hips as he pushed back into her a little more.<br><br>"Ohhhh!&nbsp; Oh, yes, that feels so good...please, yes...I love it!&nbsp; Your hands on me..."<br><br>Letting his head fall to one side, turning his face demurely away (at least as far as he could, given that his cheek now pressed against her nipple).<br><br>"Uh...oh, fuck...nobody ever...not for me...ahhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 20:27:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She starts to stroke him even faster, letting out a soft moan as she hears him speak, or rather his inability to speak. She presses her hips back into his ass as he pulls her into him. “Are you going to cum for me Daniel? Do you want me to let you cum?” <br><br>She strokes him faster and faster, her breath on his neck, wanting to see how long he can last against her administrations.&nbsp; “Tell me Daniel, do you want to touch me?” she whispers it huskily in his ear, as she continues to stroke him. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-04-2011, 20:34:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squirmed harder, his breath coming in short, shallow pants.<br><br>"Yes, I want to...ahhhh...I want to come so bad..."<br><br>His endurance, given his inexperience, was fairly good.&nbsp; After a moment he let go of her hip and took her wrist, pulling one of her hands away from his cock.<br><br>"Please?&nbsp; H-here."<br><br>He slid her hand up under his shirt, up his chest until her fingers grazed his nipple.<br><br>"...want...want to touch you, yes...you're so beautiful, but I'm...ahhhh...I'm just a..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 00:00:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika continued to stroke him, stroking him even faster with the one hand the other toying with his nipple, pinching and twisting slightly.&nbsp; “Come for me little one, I want to see you come for me.” She breathes against his neck as her hand works him over, twisting his nipple and stroking his cock. <br><br>She just hopes that the little one will be able to get hard again, she wasn’t going to be through with him this quickly, she had many more plans for this night. Her stroking becomes faster making sure to include the head of his cock in her every stroke wanting to see him spay his cum all over her nice clean floors.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 00:05:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nipple play seemed to be the trigger, for very soon after she first pinched him he stiffened and cried out, shooting an impressive load before he sagged back against her with a quiet little sob.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Ohhhh...oh, fuck..."<br><br>He squirmed a little against her, panting for breath.<br><br>"W-wow!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 03:01:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeases every last bit of cum out of him, letting it drip all over the floor. “Oooh good Daniel, very good. Oh that is a very nice load.” She finishes stroking him and then puts her hands on his hips gently holding him as he comes down from his orgasm. “Now do you want to follow me to my bedroom?” She whispers it in his ear softly, even though they are the only two in the room. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-04-2011, 18:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He nodded, trying to turn in her arms to hug her.<br><br>"That was wonderful...are we going to do more?"<br><br>Innocent and eager, his eyes searching hers, he licked his lips nervously.<br><br>"Your bedroom?&nbsp; Yes!&nbsp; Anything you want!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 19:28:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika lets him turn and hug her, she pats him softly on the back. She laughs as he asks if they are going to do more “Yes I plan on doing more with you tonight.” <br><br>She lets him go and begins to walk towards the far left door that will lead to her personal chambers. “Follow me.” She swings open the door and walks in it, there is another long hall way, but this one turns to the left to her wing. They go up a staircase and she opens double doors, to a sitting area, with three couches one love seat, two book shelves lined with books but broken up by personal photo’s of her and several famous people. On the right side of the room there is a bar, then to the left of the bar there is a set of doors that look as if they would go out to a balcony. The curtains are a soft white, along with the plush carpet. The furniture is a cherry red, and then to the left of the room there is a sliding glass door that is thinly curtained in white once again but you can see through that there is a bed in there. Next to the bedroom door there is a cabinet. “Would you like something to drink Daniel?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 19:37:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looked around, trying not to gape in awe at the decor, and finishes shucking his clothes, leaving them in a small pile beside the door and letting her get a good view of his wiry build--slender, yes, and slight, but he was at least well-toned if smaller than most.<br><br>"Yes, please.&nbsp; But...uhm...something simple.&nbsp; I've never developed an interest in the more esoteric sorts of alcohol."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 20:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles as he takes his clothes off without even being asked. She walks behind the bar and pours herself a brandy, then pours him a small glass of wine. She walks out from behind the bar and hands him his glass and sips her own.&nbsp; She sits down on a couch and pats the seat beside her, when he sits she puts her feet in his lap. “I think it is my turn to get some pleasure.”&nbsp; She lifts her skirt slightly "I want you to run your hands up my skirt and massage my pussy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 20:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He joined her eagerly enough, leaning against her and laying his head on her shoulder until she puts her feet in his lap.&nbsp; Giving her a shy little sidelong look, he obeyed at once, running his furry hands up her thighs, stroking and massaging her skin as he drew ever-closer to her sex...not at once, but gradually, so that his surprisingly strong fingers explored her flesh for a little while to heighten the anticipation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 21:46:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika Trembles as his runs his hand up her leg, loving the feeling of his furry paw against her smooth skin. She could feel how events of earlier and his hand have her moistened at the thought of him finally touching her sex, it has been a while since she has been touched and it will definitely be a treat to allow herself the pleasure she had been denying herself for so long. <br><br>“Very nice, have you ever done anything with a girl Daniel?” She runs her own hand up and over her breast, nipples already hard and aching against the material covering them. She takes the hand not rubbing her hardened nipple and moves it down to be able to stroke over Daniel’s head softly. “Keep going.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-04-2011, 21:51:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No, Your Grace, I haven't."<br><br>He found her sex and played, probing gently, exploring her folds and finding her clit...eagerly seeking the gasping places.&nbsp; Every little sound she made seemed musical.&nbsp; Every shiver was erotic.&nbsp; And soon, her feet brushing his cock again as he became fully erect just from feeling, hearing, seeing her responses!<br><br>"But I have made a lengthy study of the, uhm, theoretical side of matters.&nbsp; Some very explicit books.&nbsp; The occasional movie."<br><br>He leaned closer, stretching his tongue out to tease her nipple...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 03:36:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans softly her eyes half closing as his fingers find her sex; her legs and feet brush against his hardened member as her fingers running through his fur. Soft hitching of her breath every time he finds one of the right spots fills the otherwise quiet room.&nbsp; “Good, I am glad you have studied the subject.” <br><br>With the touch of his lips, her body arches and she moans even deeper her hand bringing him even closer. “Mmm&nbsp; just like that.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 04:14:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well," he blushed, "I know I like women.&nbsp; I just didn't get to test anything out..."<br><br>He nibbled her gently, tongue lashing for a moment.<br><br>"I'm too small."<br><br>His fingers spread her wide, his thumb mashing against her clit.<br><br>"Too weak."<br><br>His teeth grazed her nipple again, and this time he sucked on her firmly.<br><br>"Too boring..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 18:32:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika moans deeper as his fingers toy with her, as his mouth works her over. Her hips move to his fingers, each brush of her clit sending waves of pleasure through her. She can feel herself getting wetter and wetter as he works her. “Well… you are doing a good job so far for….not having any real life experience. “&nbsp; Her fingers continue to brush through his fur gripping slightly as he hits just the right spots. Her foot brushing his cock a little harder. “I see you are already hard again…. Very nice recovery time.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 19:03:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed, sucking even harder on her nipple and easing his fingers inside her...his pinky teasing her anus as his index and middle crooked to find a good spot just inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 20:45:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Groans escape her lips as his fingers slide inside of her, hips rocking against the fingers, moaning deeper. “Daniel that is good, very good. Keep going, harder, just press a little harder with your fingers.” Her inner walls quiver slightly as she gets closer. She knew she would cum quick, it had been too long since someone else has stimulated her. Her foot rubs his cock harder, wanting him to be nice and hard ready for her to fuck him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 21:01:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He obeyed, his fingers speeding...and her feet found him returning to full attention swiftly, as though her little sounds and moves spurred his interest.&nbsp; He kissed his way to her other breast and sucked that nipple as well, then pushed his fingers deep inside!&nbsp; Squeaking with his own eagerness to feel her climax, he let his ring finger press against her anus as well, threatening penetration...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 21:31:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpers as he lays the attention to her breasts, her hips rocking faster against his hands. The second finger pressing against her tight ring sends her over the edge, her walls quaking around his fingers as she orgasms. A loud deep moan escaping her lips “Yesssss, oh mmmmm yesss.” Her hips buck against his fingers as she comes, before she starts to relax. “Very good Daniel…”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-04-2011, 21:35:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushed and laughed softly, flicking his tongue around her nipples some more.&nbsp; He pulled his fingers out, but kept teasing her anus.<br><br>"You, uh, like it there?"<br><br>He licked his lips nervously.<br><br>"I didn't mean to, but you sounded like you weren't mad, so..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 18:55:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika purred softly, as she comes down from her orgasm. “I do, I will let you know when you do something I don’t like.” She moves back up removing his hand from under her skirt. “Now since you did something so nice for me, I want to try something with you.” She gets up adjusting her dress so her breasts are covered once more. “I think you will like it.” She moves over to her cabnet, and takes a key from the top of it and unlocks it. Inside there are hundreds of sex toys, whips, restraints, dildo’s and various other things. She puts a finger to her lip as she looks for just the right thing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 20:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His gaze followed her, and when he saw what she had unlocked he squeaked with alarm!&nbsp; But he made no move to flee, no attempt to escape.<br><br>"I...I...you, uh...er..."<br><br>Blushing, he sank lower on the couch.<br><br>"Oh, my!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 21:14:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She takes out a strap on, with a small dildo. She then smiles at him “I will be right back” She walks into her bedroom part and shuts the door. When she comes back out she is in a robe, having put on the strap on and hidden it between her legs and left the rest of her body naked. She walks back over to the cabinet and grabs a bottle of very good lube.&nbsp; She crooks a finger at him and opens back up the door to her bed room. “Come with me.”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 21:18:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Shyly he rose and followed, blushing and keeping his eyes demurely averted from hers.<br><br>"What are we going to do next?"<br><br>She could hear the delicious undercurrent of fear in his otherwise innocent curiosity, the hint of awkward interest in whatever she might suggest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 22:33:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				“I am going to give you immense pleasure Daniel.”&nbsp; She takes his hand and brings him towards her bed. “It will be more comfortable if you were to get up here.” She runs a hand down his back trying to comfort him. “I will be gentle with you.” <br><br>She waits for him to get up, then she gets up behind him, running her hands over his chest and stomach, and nibbles on his ear lightly. “Just relax”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 22:38:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He clambered onto the bed trustingly, moaning as she ran her hands over his chest and nibbled his ear--like the earlier attention she paid to his nipples, this seemed to be a trigger point for him.&nbsp; He squirmed a bit, his cock bouncing a little as his pulse quickened.<br><br>"Wha...what are you going to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 23:41:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika started to kiss and lick along his ear.&nbsp; One hand moves up to his nipple, the other one moving to stroke his cock. She continues to nibble up along his ear, she mmms softly. “I am going to give you pleasure little one. Trust me,&nbsp; I think you will like it if I use my toy on you.” The toy presses against the middle of his back, he might be able to understand where she is getting at with it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-04-2011, 23:44:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your...?"<br><br>When he felt the strap-on brushing his back, he squealed and squirmed, turning a blushing, wide-eyed expression of shock back to regard her.<br><br>"You want to...?"<br><br>Biting his lower lip, shutting his eyes, he turned around again.&nbsp; After a moment's further reluctance, he nodded assent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 18:37:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She leans down and whispers softly as she runs her hand over his shaft, the other playing with his sensitive nipple. “Good boy.” Her hand that was on his nipple slides down his back applying slight pressure to his tight little hole. She runs her finger around it, not trying to press in just to get him used to the sensation as she continues to stroke his cock. She continues to nibble and lick around his ear she whispers softly “How is that? Does it feel good?”
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 18:49:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohhhhhhhhh..."<br><br>He bowed his head, wiggling his hips a little.<br><br>"I...I never...ahhh...oh, that feels so naughty!"<br><br>A single tear rolls down his blushing cheek as he wiggles under her touch, his cock already achingly hard.&nbsp; The whirl and rush of pleasure, of erotic distraction, the promise of experience, had him drifting in a warm haze.<br><br>"Please?&nbsp; Please fuck me...put your toy in me and pet me," he whispered, more tears of frustration and shame slipping through his eyelids.&nbsp; "I want to feel it...I would be your little boyslut..."<br><br>He let out a soft sob, pushing back against her finger.<br><br>"I want to come while you fuck me!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 20:33:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her finger presses harder against the bud, wiggling around before she takes her finger and hand away, grabbing the lube, applying a generous dollop on her finger and pressing it back against his tight little anus, pushing in slowly, slowly stroking in and out to get him nice and lubed up for the toy.<br><br>Her other hand applies lube to the strap on. “Oh my pet I have a feeling we will both come while I fuck your tight little hole” She makes sure the straps are nice and tight, then removes her finger, pressing the head of the strapon to his ass, and slides it in very slowly.&nbsp; Her hand moves back around to his cock, the lubed hand stroking him slowly as she pushes past his barrier and into him.”Does that feel good pet? She loves the feel of the straps between her legs&nbsp; tightening&nbsp; as she strokes into him at a extreme slow pace to make sure he gets used to it.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-04-2011, 20:42:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He mewled and squirmed, his tailhole clenching around her finger for a moment before he relaxed enough to let her slide deeper.<br><br>"Ahhhh!&nbsp; Oh, fuck...that feels so good..."<br><br>He let his head droop again and reached back to keep his cheeks spread for her as she violated him, crying out as the toy slid inside.<br><br>"Owwww!&nbsp; Oh...oh...aaahhhh...d-deeper..."<br><br>Then, when her hand closed on his shaft, he turned back to look at her over one shoulder, his young face showing arousal and pain mingling with a growing eagerness.<br><br>"It feels so good!&nbsp; I love it," he blushed.&nbsp; "Please, fuck me...jerk me..."&nbsp; He shut his eyes.&nbsp; "Oh, fuck, yes...never thought it would feel good, but...ahhhh..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-04-2011, 02:53:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A hand moves to bring his back up against her chest, nestle his head between her breasts, her hips begin to push into him harder making him take the entirety of the dildo into his tight ass. Her thrusts become harder and harder . Her hand moves to his nipple pinching hard as her other jerks him. <br><br>She grunts as she continues the hard thrusts, the feel of the strap on strap between her leg grinding against her clit sending electric shocks through her system as she watches her newest pet writhe in pleasure. “Let me know when you are close pet, ask me if you are allowed to come.” Every word he says makes her just a bit hotter loving when he begs her to touch him, fuck him, the feeling intoxicating to her system.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-04-2011, 21:58:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sobbed softly, rolling his hips as she filled him, gasping as her hands worked on his body.&nbsp; Then, far too soon, he cried out and clutched at her hips.<br><br>"Ohhh...oh, I'm...I'm gonna...I'm so close!&nbsp; It feels too good!"<br><br>His heat twisted from side to side.<br><br>"Please, I'm so close!&nbsp; I want...I want to come...please?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 01:23:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She stopped all movement, “Don’t you dare come.” She doesn’t move her hand off his cock, she just sits there she nibbles on his ear, her hand running along his stomach. “You don’t want to displease me do you pet?”&nbsp; She so wants to just pound into him and make him really hold it back but she feels that he isn’t ready for that sort of treatment yet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 01:35:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He almost sobbed with frustration, doing his best to hold still but unable to keep from shivering as adrenaline worked through his system.<br><br>"P-please?&nbsp; I want to..."&nbsp; He swallowed.&nbsp; "I w-want to please you," he added, bowing his head submissively.&nbsp; "But I'm so close!"<br><br>His hands kneaded her hips, trying to coax her into movement.<br><br>"It...would it displease you so see me shoot on some other woman's face?"<br><br>She could almost hear his voice blushing!<br><br>"Or...or would you enjoy...tying me up...teasing me...until I went all over some little slave girl...?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 17:00:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She kept waiting, till she could make sure that he wasn’t going to come right away, and she began to thrust slowly again her hand working him very slowly.&nbsp; “I am not ready for you to come yet, so you will wait till I let you.” Her voice is soft though when she says it, not wanting to frighten him. <br><br>“If you are a good slave, we might be able to arange that. I would like to see it, since you would like to do it.” She thrusts a little harder but barely strokes him, mmming deeply&nbsp; as the sensation runs through her body. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 17:09:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stilled after a time, quieted down...moaning anew when she rocked her hips and teased his aching cock.&nbsp; He let out a soft, choked sob.<br><br>"Thank you, mistress," he moaned, eyes tightly shut.&nbsp; "Fuck me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 20:25:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She began to fuck him harder, but still just toys with his cock, stroking lightly and very slowly, fingers running down and brushing over his sac gently. “Mmm your ass is so tight.” Her body shudders gently as she gets closer to her own orgasm. She moans softly against his ear. “I am going to come, don’t you dare come before me.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 21:47:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ahhh...ahhh, yes...come...please?&nbsp; I want to hear it..."<br><br>He shivered, but managed to rein himself in for the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:12:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans deeply as her body trembles as her orgasm sweeps over him, her body arches and she continues to&nbsp; pump into him hard as she comes, gripping his cock and stroking him hard “Come slave!” She growls it into his ear as she starts to come down from her own orgasm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:17:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As close to the edge as he was, it took only a few firmer strokes before he cried out and shot...and shot...and shot!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:34:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika grins and watches him shoot his load, continuing to&nbsp; thrust into him hard, squeasing all the cum she can out of his hot cock. “Good boy….very good boy.” She slows down as his load slows. Pulling out of his ass very slowly. “Clean it with your mouth.” She gestures to the strap on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:36:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered helplessly for a moment, then shut his eyes and cleaned the toy, making little noises of disgust as he did so...obedient, but not happy about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:49:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled down at him, petting him softly as he cleaned it up. “Alright you are done. You can go back to your quarters for the evening, and can even go pick out a book if you would like. Do I need to call Bernard to come and show you to your room?”&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2011, 23:50:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, keeping his head bowed so that she wouldn't see the sick and nauseated look on his face.<br><br>"Y-yes, please.&nbsp; I don't want to get lost."<br><br>Thus dismissed, he tugged his clothes back on and waited for the older man to fetch him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 17:21:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She chuckled to herself as she called Bernard on the intercom to come and get Daniel.&nbsp; When Bernard comes in she gestures to Daniel “Take him to his room please, and if he likes he may go by the library and pick out a couple books to keep in his room.” She smiles to Daniel and runs her fingers over his head gently. “<br><br>Bernard gestures for Daniel to follow him. “This way” he opens the door and waits for the boy to go out, shutting the door behind him. “Would you like some books?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-04-2011, 17:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yes, please," Danny asked after they had left Her Grace's presence.&nbsp; "But, uhm...a restroom, please?&nbsp; I need to...ugh...throw up..."<br><br>He flinched at the sound of his own nausea.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 19:32:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bernard showed Danny to a restroom, and waited outside for him to be doen being sick. He chuckled to himself thinking that many of the young men had the same reaction after their first meeting with the Mistress of the house. When he came back out “I am hoping you are well enough to work in the morning. The man had to keep the amused look off his face not wanting to seem to make light of the situation. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-04-2011, 19:36:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny emerged, looking just a little less miserable and disgusted with something.<br><br>"I should be well enough," he murmured.&nbsp; "Now, if it's all right, I should like to get some books, please."<br><br>He followed the man, unconsciously hugging himself and hoping that she did not make him do <em>that</em> again...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 20:38:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bernard guided the young boy to the library and waited for him to pick up his book.&nbsp; He was slightly curious to what had happened in the night, but he was trained far too well to actually ask what had happened. Though young man looked extremely green still, it made him chuckle internally. “Ready to go back to your room yet?”&nbsp; He is tired and hopes the young man doesn’t take all night to pick a book. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-05-2011, 20:42:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny found a couple of books quickly, returning to Bernard's side.<br><br>"I'm ready to go back.&nbsp; Thank you."<br><br>He followed the man in sullen, gloomy silence, hoping to get back to his room where he could get the taste out of his mouth...which, unfortunately, also meant that he'd be very hungry in the morning, having already lost his supper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 22:16:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Bernard walks with him back to his room, when he arrives there is a tray with cheese and crackers and some fruits on the desk. “Have a good evening Daniel, one of the maids will come to get you in the morning.” He shuts the door and walks out. Going to bed himself, wondering how the mistress is going to react when she finds out Daniel was sick, he calls her and gives her his report.<br><br>Oranda puts down the phone a little disaponited that Daniel didn’t tell her no when she told him to clean himself off from the strap on. She doesn’t want him to become her little yes robot when he knows that it will make him ill. She taps her foot on the floor and plans her next evening for them in the next couple days.<br><br>As promised in the morning a maid comes to get Danny. She shows him to the kitchen for breakfast, then takes him to the&nbsp; garden and gives him the tools to be able to weed and prune the dead flowers off from the bushes and plants. He has more than enough to keep him busy the entire day. With a break for lunch then someone to get him to tell him it is time to clean up before dinner and take him to the bathroom and then show him back to his room to change. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 22:36:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny spent his day weeding, obedient enough to any outside observer, but quietly dreading where his evenings might go.&nbsp; The chance to lose himself in menial garden work proved more welcome than he'd anticipated, and he was actually surprised when lunch arrived sooner than he expected...and then the end of the day, also.&nbsp; Wiping his brow, he nodded vaguely to the staffer reminding him to return to his room.&nbsp; Cleaning off the tools and putting them away, he plodded back to his quarters for a quick shower, still uncertain about what was to come...<br><br>Did she expect him to attend her at supper again?<br><br>Would she want him in bed with her again?<br><br>He sighed with mingled apprehension and pleasure under the shower's hot spray, trying to sort out his racing thoughts.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 23:26:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After he was cleaned up, about ten minutes later a maid came to get him for dinner. “you will be taking your dinner with the rest of us tonight, but Bernard told me to tell you the mistress wants to see you again tonight after she has fulfilled her obligations for the day.” She smiles at Danny, slightly jealous that the mistress is giving him so much attention right now. She shows him into the slaves’ dinner quarters, there is a buffet table and five rows of tables, most of the slaves seem to be gathered here except for the ones that need to be on staff until they get back. There must be about 60 people in the room.&nbsp; She sits with him after they get their plates “Are you having an ok time so far? I know the mistress is a different type of woman.” 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-05-2011, 23:36:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny nodded and followed the maid, helping himself to the buffet (and making up for last night's loss of supper, in a way).<br><br>"I am fine, thank you.&nbsp; A little uneasy about my new happy life," he grimaced.&nbsp; "I'm sure that will pass in time, once I'm used to it all.&nbsp; Her Grace is...not what I expected."<br><br>He toyed with his meal for a moment, studying the maid carefully, curious about her intentions, her interest...and, although he would never admit it openly, enjoying the swell of her breasts and the idle thought of what she'd look like naked, bound, collared, two cruelly powerful toys buzzing away inside and weighted clamps on her clit and nipples make her blush and squeak...<br><br>Tearing his thoughts away from that particular line of fantasy, he forced himself to eat a few more bites.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 20:25:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The maid finishes her meal first she didn’t grab much to eat in the first place. She smiles as he talks “Yeah it takes a bit of getting used to around here, but there are much worse places to work.”&nbsp; She waits for him to finish his food. Then when he is done Bernard comes in, everyone seems to come to attention as he walks through the room towards Daniel and the maid, he looks down to the maid “There has been a slight change of plans, you are to join Daniel and the mistress.” The maid grins and nods. <br><br>Bernard nods and speaks once more. “Make sure you are prepared for the night Ann. You can show Daniel to the mistress in an hour.” He walks away without giving anyone else any acknowledgment.&nbsp; <br><br>Ann looks ecstatic, squirming slightly in her seat as she wonders what the mistress has in mind for them. “So what do you want to do for an hour Daniel? I need a quick shower but it shouldn’t take more than ten minutes.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-05-2011, 20:31:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...uhm, should probably change," Danny blushed.&nbsp; "Unless this is good.&nbsp; I'm still trying to figure Her Grace out."<br><br>He gave her a bashful smile.<br><br>"If you need to shower, I can wait.&nbsp; In the library, perhaps?&nbsp; Or if there's somewhere more appropriate..."<br><br>He squirmed in his seat, suddenly reminded of some of the things he'd let slip to the Duchess last night when she played with him, and his mind whirled with more thoughts of this pretty human taking his load on her face, in her mouth...maybe having his cock down her throat while the Mistress rammed him full with that lovely rubber dong of hers...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:12:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann looks over him. “You look fine, you only need to dress extra nice if you are dining with her. “ She smiles back at him, hers open and very happy. “I figured that you would wait in my room while I showered, it is perfectly permitted unless Her Grace says otherwise. Has she forbid you from entering anyone else’s room?” <br><br>She smiled and got up, taking her plate to the bin where it can be cleaned figuring he would follow her. “Unless you don’t want to stay in my room while I shower then I can meet you in the Library.”&nbsp; She grins slightly thinking he might be too shy to stay in her room while she showered. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-05-2011, 20:19:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed, blushing a little.<br><br>"Forbidden it?&nbsp; Nooo, but...I don't want to impose or anything.&nbsp; If it's all right, though, that's different."<br><br>His eyes traced the swell of her bottom, and he bit his lip as he felt his cock harden again at the circus of wickedness that swam through his mind.<br><br>"So if you don't mind, I'll wait with you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 20:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Ann kept walking slightly ahead of him, turning down the hall that is one corridor before his and down to her room, opening it up and letting him walk in first. Her room is decorated in pink, pink bed spread and curtains, she has a couple bottles of perfume and&nbsp; a little bit of makeup on her dresser, all lined up and ready for use.&nbsp; There is also a plush white carpet on her floor, and a small jewelry box, it seems as if the mistress has rewarded her well for her service here.&nbsp; <br><br>“Go ahead and sit on the bed, I shouldn’t be too long.” She smiles at him as she grabs a slinky black dress out of her closet and then&nbsp; black panties, garter belt and bra and walks into the bathroom with a wink. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 20:31:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny sat, gazing about in awe and more than a little nervousness.&nbsp; He'd never been in a woman's private bedroom before, or at least not...well, Her Grace's bedchamber didn't really count, he felt, because it wasn't so much a personal space as a recreational one.&nbsp; She certainly didn't have all these frills and nick-knacks that made him feel like an intruder of sorts.<br><br>As Ann vanished, he lay back on the bed and closed his eyes, one hand cupping his nagging erection through his pants...was Her Grace going to play with both of them?&nbsp; Or perhaps make Ann take him while she watched?&nbsp; He moaned, stroking himself idly at the thought of having that big rubber toy up inside his ass again, helpless and squirming, Mistress's hand or Ann's mouth working him...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 16:36:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann opens the door to the bathroom, dressed in a loose skirt black dress that hugs her waist then flairs out at the bottom, though it barely covers her ass. She grins as she sees him touching himself “I see you are anxiously waiting to see the mistress.” She grins, her hair is still slightly damp from being towel dried and has little springy curls in it now. She walks over to her dresser and grabs a pair of black stockings and slips her foot in one and feeds it up her calf to her thigh, putting her leg on the bed, he can see the crotch of her panties as she does this if he looks. She repeats on the other side hooking the stockings to the garter belt.&nbsp; She then sits on the bed next to him. <br><br>“I figure we have about 10 minutes before we have to go. If you don’t mind telling me what were you fantasying about?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 16:45:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Squeaking in alarm when she returned, he yanked his hand away and sat up, fidgeting in a vain attempt to cover for himself and failing miserably.<br><br>"I, uh...yes.&nbsp; Yes, I am.&nbsp; It seems to be mostly what I'm here for, after all.&nbsp; Weeding the garden is just busy work."&nbsp; He tried not to watch her too openly, but she would catch him doing so anyway.&nbsp; "As for what I was thinking...you can probably guess.&nbsp; But, uhm, I mean...six months ago I was still a student, okay?&nbsp; And dateless.&nbsp; Utterly dateless.&nbsp; No social life to speak of, no prospects of one.&nbsp; I go home, and my entire clan thinks of me as a waste of time, so they send me here.&nbsp; And..."<br><br>He tried to give her a smile, but it was a wan little thing, barely worth the effort.<br><br>"Here I get some, but at a cost.&nbsp; So frankly?&nbsp; I was thinking about whether she'll play with us separately or together, and whether or not I get to come all over your pretty face...or in your mouth....or..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:14:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>“I am sure her grace is just not sure what to do with you yet, and will put your talents to good use once she figures it out. “ She smiles at him and runs a hand along his arm gently. “That is a very nice thought to tell you the truth, but who knows what she has in store for us tonight. “ She looks at the clock and gets up, slipping into some very high black heals. <br><br>“Let’s go find out what she has in mind for us then.” She grins and waits for him before opening the door and leading him through the house to the mistress’s chambers. Once they get there the mistress has yet to arrive, so Ann goes and sits on the couch and waits for Daniel to join her. “She must have been held over on her dinner date. She hopefully won’t be too much longer or we may not be able to contain ourselves.” She giggles slightly. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-05-2011, 17:19:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her meekly, still feeling embarrassed over getting caught, and then over blurting out some of his thoughts...but she didn't seem upset, so he relaxed a little.&nbsp; <br><br>Reaching the Mistress's chambers, he took a seat beside her and leaned back, glancing at her bashfully.<br><br>"How upset would she get if we were, uhm...to play without her?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 18:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann&nbsp; thinks for a few moments then shrugs “I don’t know I haven’t ever played without Her Grace’s&nbsp; permission. “ She runs a finger over his arm softly.&nbsp; Blushing slightly as she does to know that he wants to play with her so badly that he doesn’t want to wait for the mistresss of the house. <br><br>“We shouldn’t probably do anything with our clothes off, but if we were to….warm up some for her she might appreciate it.” She grins a bit and leans over to kiss him, lips brushing against his softly. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 18:50:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Think she'd be mad at us?"<br><br>Danny squeaked when she kissed him, but opened his lips eagerly, almost submissively, one hand seeking her breasts.<br><br>"Or would she...would she find it a turn-on to walk in on us?&nbsp; F-fucking..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 21:24:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann kisses him a bit more, tongue dancing with his. Back arching to his hand as he touches her, nipple hardening under his hand quickly. <br>“I am not sure, but I would rather not risk a punishment from Her Grace, they can be rather harsh. I know one of the girls here was in a chastity belt for 6 months after displeasing the mistress.”&nbsp; She runs a hand up his thigh. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-05-2011, 21:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shuddered, then nodded, pulling his hand away.<br><br>"Probably best if we...if we don't, then...unless she wants us to?"&nbsp; He bit his lip shyly.&nbsp; "I hope she does."<br><br>He blushed and smiled.<br><br>"I wonder why she wants us both.&nbsp; Maybe she wants to make me watch while she fucks you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 15:30:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and is a bit disappointed that he doesn’t even want to make out before they are graced with the presence of the mistress. She bites her lip blushing as he says it, though it puts a involuntary tremble through her spine. <br>“She might.”<br><br>As those words leave her lips Devika walks through the door of her chambers and looks at the two smiling as they have resisted the temptation of each other. <br>“Good evening pets.” She is wearing a long gown in a deep green, she walks into her bed room to change.<br>She walks back out, wearing a red corset with black trim her hair went from a bun to a pony tail, and she is wearing black gloves, and black boots with tiny stiletto heals.&nbsp; “Pets, why don’t you both join me in my room. “ She gestures to the room with a gloved hand.&nbsp; <br><br>Ann stands up immediately and starts walking to the room “Yes Your Grace” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 16:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squeaked but did not pull away from Ann, letting his hand brush hers for a moment.&nbsp; Then he rose and followed along with her, one hand fumbling at the buttons on his shirt.<br><br>"What is Your Grace's pleasure for this evening," he asked softly, blushing at the sudden thought of Ann having him with the strap-on while Devika watched, or perhaps of feeling the woman's tongue on his ass while she stroked him...<br><br>Stumbling a bit in his distraction, he recovered but only after brushing against Ann.<br><br><em>...handcuffed, or with his hands suspended above his head, fingers pinching his nipple and three well-lubed fingers sliding into his ass, fucking him until he was helpless to stop from shooting and shooting all over her pretty face, down her throat, spilling on her tits...</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:15:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann stands with her head bowed waiting for her instructions on what to do. Her hands are folded in front of her and she remains quiet. <br><br>Devika looks to Danny. “I hear we have a problem with last night. I am not pleased that you did not just refuse what I asked you to do if you did not like it, or rather declined politely. I do not want my pets to be mindless drones Daniel, I would rather that you had told me rather than hid your disgust. I am all for pushing limits and getting what I desire but if it comes at the risk of you becoming sick….I am not pleased. So for tonight you my pet boy are going to sit in the chair in the corner, hands folded in your lap and watch. You are not allowed to touch yourself until I have given express orders.”<br><br>She turns to Ann, and moves the girl close to her, kissing her deeply, her hand running over the girls ample breasts, tweaking the nipple gently through the material. Taking the girls hand and placing it on her own breast.&nbsp; She pulls away from the girl and sits down on the bed.&nbsp; “Come eat the mistress’s pussy and lift up your skirt so that Daniel can see how the moisture drips down your legs as you please me.” There was a reason she picked Ann, the girl got extremely aroused, she needed a towel every time the girl was fucked because it was so bad. <br><br>She spreads her legs and Ann dives right in, her skirt up over her hips as she starts to lick Devika’s pussy, lapping at the outer folds before diving into the center. Devika pulled up her skirt and spread her legs wide not wearing any panties so that Daniel could see everything that was being done to her by the little slave girl. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-05-2011, 21:22:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny blushed, fighting the urge to explain himself...to admit that he hadn't wanted to disappoint her or make her angry, no matter how unhappy he was with her choices, but that would certainly make her upset.&nbsp; Instead he went to the appointed chair and sat, folding his hands in his lap and trying desperately to keep from accidentally stimulating himself as he watched...<br><br>And oh, what a lovely sight the two women presented!&nbsp; He moaned softly as Ann went to work, his cock hardening almost painfully as he witnessed her efficient and erotic tonguing.&nbsp; He had to fight the impulse to turn away, as well, not wanting to impolitely leer...but this was what he had been told to do, so they could hardly be upset at him for watching!<br><br>Biting his lip, he hoped to see Her Grace taking Ann...maybe a finger up that deliciously tempting ass?&nbsp; Or spanking her tits, pinching and tweaking hard nipples 'til the girl cried...and then the fucking...toys and fists...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 21:22:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				About five minutes into Ann eating Devika, he can see that Ann’s panties are soaked through, and moisture literally begins to drip from her panties to the floor. Devika pets young Ann and moans deeply as the girl does such an excellent job of licking her wanting snatch. A puddle begins to form under Ann as Devkia finally has an orgasm, moaning deep and loud as her body clenches down on the girls fingers and Ann trembles. Devika smiles and looks to make sure Daniel is watching. <br><br>Devika gets up off the bed and walks over to the sex toy cabnet, and puts on a rather large strap on, and grabs a vibrator, and a set of nipple clamps that have a clit clamp attached down a chain. She moves to Ann and pets her gently then puts the clamps on her nipples, sliding the clamps into place. He can hear Ann gasp and then whimper as the last clamp is set into place. “Get up on the bed Pet, on your stomach so your ass is towards Daniel.”&nbsp; Devika grabs the ass vibe as Ann does what she is told, the poor girl trembling greatly as Devika takes the lubed vibrator and slides it into the girl’s ass, making sure it is going to stay. “Now what do you want pet?” <br><br>Ann moans out “Please fuck me Mistress, please please, mistress I want your cock in me, though I am a undeserving servant.”<br><br>&nbsp;Devika smiles and grabs a crop and smacks her ass with it “You can beg better than that.” <br><br>Ann whimpers and nods “Yes Mistress, please please please I want to feel your giant cock inside of my slutty undeserving cunt, please fuck me like the little whore I am, please please fuck me in front of your boy toy I want you to fuck me raw mistress please.”<br>&nbsp;<br>Devika smiles and looks at Danny as she takes the strap on and slides it into the girl’s pussy. “Now don’t you wish this were you Daniel? I know you must be craving me to fuck your ass and jerk that cock of yours so you could jizz all over poor little Ann.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 21:29:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Wide-eyed, Danny nodded agreement and moaned softly, fighting the impulse to touch...to stroke...unable to stop his mouth from hanging open a little and his soft panting from sheer excitement...he'd never felt this hard before, almost like he'd never be hard again, never ever in a thousand years!<br><br>"Y-yes," he whispered.&nbsp; "Yes, I would...I want...fuck..."<br><br>He shivered and licked his lips, making soft brown Skunky-eyes at Devika.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 22:32:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika laughs softly as she pounds into Ann’s pussy, reaching down between the girl’s breasts and tugging the chain that holds the clamps , the girl moans louder almost screaming. Devika smacks her ass hard as she continues to fuck the poor girl. <br><br>“Beg me Daniel, beg me to let you get off tonight.” She groans as she continues to fuck Ann deep and fast.&nbsp; Looking to the pets hard cock, she wonders how badly he will beg to be able to get off tonight.&nbsp; Ann whimpers and begins to beg to come, Devika pulls out of the girl and leaves her there trembling&nbsp; for a few minutes. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 02:57:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering softly, Danny opens and closes his mouth a few times, blushing furiously.<br><br>"P-please, Your Grace?&nbsp; S-stroke your boyslut onto the whore..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 20:38:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika walks back over to Ann, and turns the vibe in her ass up a little higher, then takes another vibrator that has straps on it, she slides the straps up Ann’s legs and puts the vibe on the girl’s clit, taking off the clamp and turns the vibe on. She then slides the dildo back into Ann and begins to thrust.&nbsp; She looks back to Daniel and scoffs. “Is that the best you can do? I am afraid if it is you defiantly won’t be getting off tonight.” <br><br>Ann whimpers , Devika looks down at her “Don’t you dare come.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-05-2011, 21:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny blushed even harder.<br><br>"I...I am not used to begging...because it never works," he whispered, shutting his eyes and trying not to cry.&nbsp; "What do you want from me?&nbsp; To promise you whatever you desire?&nbsp; To promise my whole heart, soul, and being, to the last breath?&nbsp; To hear that I would worship you as a goddess and do your every command instantly and without reservation?"<br><br>He hugged himself.<br><br>"I am not worth all that!&nbsp; Surely you do not desire a man so weak, so pathetic, so...so worthless..."<br><br>He moaned a little, Ann's sounds drawing his attention to her again.<br><br>"But oh, if you would...for I do want you..."&nbsp; He shivered.&nbsp; "Y-your boytoy wants to be fucked.&nbsp; He wants your hand on his cock, stroking him onto her face while she squirms on the toys, your big rubber cock deep in his naughty ass...he wants to be bound to a milking table with her fingers invading him while you ride him for your pleasure..."<br><br>Now he was crying, unable to stop the spill of wicked words along with his hot tears of humiliation, feeling small, worthless, pathetic.&nbsp; How could he ever dream that Her Grace might want him when she had so many others to play with?<br><br>"P-please, don't leave me!&nbsp; Don't send me away!&nbsp; D-don't...please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 16:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A satisfied smile curls at her lips and she pulls out of Ann, and crooks a finger at Danny. “Come here pet.” When he walks over she pets him gently “Good boy.” She reaches down and just strokes his cock once, slow and teasing. She then reaches up to Ann, who moans as her fingers drag along her sex, and takes the moisture and rubs it over the head of Danny’s cock going back to stroke him a couple times. “You did very well, I want you to remember the lesson though. Do you remember the lesson in this Daniel? Tell me what the lesson was and then maybe I will ease this big cock in your tiny ass and then maybe let you fuck the little slut who is up there begging for a big cock inside of her.”<br><br>Ann looks to how big Daniel is and whimpers, her eyes begging to be fucked, her body still rocking slightly wanting her release so bad since the mistress has been denying her. She hopes that Daniel can remember the lesson because she wants him inside of her, she wants to see the mistress fucking him as he fucks her. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 16:55:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cried out, his body sagging limply against her for a moment as if desperate to be held, cuddled...and her hand on his cock brought her more squeaks of embarrassed pleasure as a reward.<br><br>"I...I...unnggghhh...y-you are about pushing limits and...and...and getting what you want, but n-not...not at the expense of...ohhhh, please?&nbsp; Please?&nbsp; I can't think straight like this!"<br><br>Biting his lower lips, he tried to turn aside and rest his head on her shoulder.&nbsp; His cock twitched in her hand.<br><br>"We must trust you," he gasped after another moment.&nbsp; "Trust you to stop if we tell you that we don't like it.&nbsp; Trust you to use us kindly...please, Mistress?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 18:24:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika guided his cock to the slit of Ann, and slid him up and down, Ann moaning and writhing whimpering begging for her mistress to push the boy inside of her, to let her feel his huge cock inside of her. Devika kept just sliding him around in the girls slick slit, moving her hand down to press the strap on to Danny’s ass, toying with his ass as he toys with the girl’s slit. <br><br>With slow pressure she slides the head of the strap on into Danny at the same time pressing the head of his cock into the girl, letting them both rest there for a moment, her hand moving down to stroke his cock and guiding his hand to Ann’s clit “Play with it gently” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-05-2011, 21:51:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny bit his lip and moaned, eyes tightly shut as Devika stroked him, teased him...and then the soft and warm pleasure of Ann's clit brushing his head, followed by the double pleasures of penetrating and being penetrated...<br><br>"Oohhhhhh!"<br><br>Bending until he could rest against Ann's back, he wiggled between them for a moment and rubbed her clit, pinching it gently.<br><br>"Y-yes...oh, yes, thank you...thank you, Mistress!&nbsp; Fuck my horny little boyslut ass while I tease your Annie..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:33:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika started to thrust slowly into Danny, keeping her strokes extremely slow, her hand matching the pace, keeping him so the head of his cock keeps popping in and out of the writhing and moaning Ann, who is starting to beg for him to fuck her, to burry his skunk cock into her wanton wet cunt. <br><br>Devika lets him go a little further into Ann as she starts to thrust faster into him “Don’t you dare come till I tell you pet.” She whispers into his ear as she gives him several fast strokes and pushes him deep inside of Ann then pulls him back and strokes him as she fucks his ass, with deep hard strokes. “Such a tight fuckin ass you have pet. Do you like how Ann’s cunt feels around your wanton cock?” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-05-2011, 18:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Howling, clutching desperately at Ann every time Devika pushes him into the maid, Danny tried to turn over one shoulder to look at his Mistress.<br><br>"Her cunny feels so sweet and warm!&nbsp; So good!&nbsp; I want to fill her womb with my cum...aahhhh...and her mouth!&nbsp; And shoot all over her face while you make her come with toys...ahhhh..."<br><br>Squirming between them, he bit his lower lip cutely.<br><br>"D-deeper in my ass, please?&nbsp; I like it..."&nbsp; He shivered, then added, "would it please you to watch her have me this way?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:24:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika fucks him harder and deeper continuing to push him further and further into Ann until he is buried in her, and she moves her hand down and strokes his balls gently “Mmmm such a sluty little pet, having so many fantasies about Ann.” <br><br>She mmmms into his ear, not answering his question just fucking him harder making him fuck Ann harder.&nbsp; <br><br>Ann moans in pleasure, her body bucking to Daniel’s “Mistress may I come?” Devika laughs softly “No, don’t you dare come yet.” Devika grips Danny’s hips and pulls him into her and pushes him further into Ann even harder, tormenting poor little Ann. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 01:47:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squirmed harder, panting for breath now (and drooling a little) as Devika kept pumping him.<br><br>"...see her bound, squirming...frustrated!&nbsp; Stuffed full, ass and pussy...nipples aching..."<br><br>He gasped as Devika forced him all the way inside Ann to the hilt.<br><br>"...c-come on her face...floods of it...boobs bound and spanked..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 19:58:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Continuing for several seconds she then pulls Daniel out of Ann and holds him against her for a moment. “Mmmm you seem to be getting quite excited pet” She slams him back up inside of Ann’s cunt fucking him hard and fast “Don’t you dare come yet, either of you” <br><br>Ann moans and grips the bed as she is fucked hard and fast by the boys huge cock her body trembling trying to comply with the mistress’s orders and not come around it, she wants to so badly but the mistress said no. <br><br>Devika then pulls out of Danny letting him fuck Ann freely for a minute, before saying the word softly in his ear “Stop” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-05-2011, 21:04:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost sobbing with frustration, Danny obeyed at once...trembling with exertion, feeling himself oh so very close to crisis, not daring to move lest the slightest twitch set him off. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 21:56:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika whispers in Daniel’s ear “Oh pet, you poor thing. So close to orgasm weren’t you?”&nbsp; Devika pets his head gently “Pull out of her and lay down on your back.” <br>“Ann I want you to move so your pussy is over his face, Daniel I want you to eat her till she screams with orgasm. Until she comes off your tongue you won’t come.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-05-2011, 22:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He whimpered piteously, but nodded and obeyed, stretching out on his back and waiting for the maid to assume the desired position.&nbsp; &nbsp;Then he lashed at her soft petals and clit with his tongue, and soon the girl was gasping and squirming, turning a pleading face back toward Devika and begging for permission to climax...<br><br>"He's so good!&nbsp; And that fur tickles!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 19:52:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika moved back to Daniel and pressed that strap on back into his already stretched ass and begins to fuck him hard, her hand wrapping around his cock and strokes him as she watches Ann squirm and beg to come. She Pounds Danny harder then reaches up to Ann and pinches one of the girl’s nipples* “Grind your pussy into his face, you know you want to come I want you to wait just a few minutes longer. You can hold it.”<br><br>She keeps pounding and stroking into Danny wanting them to come at the same time. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-06-2011, 21:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny squirmed and mewled, his cock pulsing in her hand.&nbsp; He kept his tongue working frantically on Ann, and then...<br><br>"Oooo!&nbsp; Naughty!&nbsp; He's licking my ass!"<br><br>Ann met Devika's gaze, blushing and gasping.<br><br>"Ohhhh, I can't hold it much longer!&nbsp; He's so good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>07-06-2011, 18:44:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika grinned and redoubled her effort fucking the boy’s ass. She pinches Ann’s nipple hard “Both of you can come.” She continues to stroke Daniel furiously wanting him to shoot while his face is buried deep in Ann’s cunt. <br><br>“Let me see you shoot your load all over her pretty white stomach” She hits home making sure to hit his prostate with every thrust, her hand working fast and hard against Danny.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-06-2011, 06:07:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He thrashed, and she could hear his moans even around Ann's sudden scream of mingled pain and pleasure...and his load was huge, splattering Ann's belly as he cried out and surrendered to Devika's hand and toy, shivering with shame and climax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>14-06-2011, 21:11:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika doesn’t stop as Danny comes, keep going making sure his cock stays rock hard and may even continue to dribble come down his length. “Ann move off from the pet’s face.” Ann moves off and lays down still trembling and gasping from her orgasm not even moving to wipe the come off from her stomach. <br><br>“Oooh such good pets” She pets Ann and Danny both in turn, her thrusts now slow into Danny.&nbsp; <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-06-2011, 06:02:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny blushed and squirmed, utterly embarrassed to find that he remained stiff, at attention, in spite of his climax...clutching at the blankets, he pulled his knees back to ease her work, letting his head fall to one side.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>21-06-2011, 21:18:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika continues to work him , “Ann, go ahead and put the boy into your wet cunt.” I want you to just sit there on top of him until I tell you to move.” She works slowly and pets Ann gently as the girl does as she is told.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-06-2011, 05:13:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With a mischievous giggle and a lustful little sigh of erotic satisfaction, Ann obeyed Devika at once, grinning as Danny squeaked and squirmed under her.&nbsp; His gasp of pleasure as her wetness gripped him seemed to inspire the woman...<br><br>"Fuck him harder," she whispered.&nbsp; "I wanna watch his face while you fuck his horny little boyslut ass!"<br><br>"Nooo, too much," he blushed, biting his lower lip.&nbsp; "Feels too good!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>22-06-2011, 21:32:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika grins and begins to fuck Danny harder, grabbing the girls hips and making her go extremely slow as the cock pounds into Danny. “Oh you can handle it pet, it is what you wanted isn’t it!” She laughs softly as she guides Ann’s hips. “You weren’t content just watching Daniel so I am giving you what you want aren’t I?” She makes Ann stop for a few seconds to let Danny speak. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-06-2011, 06:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let out a soft sob, then nodded.<br><br>"Y-yes, Mistress, it's what I want!&nbsp; What...what I need...ahhhh...to be fucked like a little boy-whore..."<br><br>Amy giggled.<br><br>"I think he's gonna cry," she teased.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 21:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika laughed softly at Ann’s words, then begins to make the girl ride him hard and fast, her own hips going extremely slow changing up the pace and seeing how he handles it.&nbsp; “Ride him hard Ann, I want you to ride him till he spurts whatever is left in his balls into your tight little cunny.” <br><br>Devika keeps her own thrusts slow watching Ann’s body bounce up and down on Danny’s cock, grining slightly loving the sight of the girl fucking her newest pet. “Good girl fuck him hard.” <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 06:01:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The changing pace seemed to frustrate the poor little Skunk, and he howled and thrashed, but between Devika and Ann, remained subdued until at long last he cried out and Ann gasped and blushed.<br><br>"Fuck!&nbsp; So much!"<br><br>The maid tried to lean back against Devika.<br><br>"He shoots so much!&nbsp; Ahhhh, fuck..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>11-07-2011, 20:49:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Devika brings Ann close to her petting her gently “Good girl” <br><br>“Now I believe he has had enough for the day, you two can go to your rooms and clean up, if you really want to spend the night together I won’t object just make sure you are up for chores in the morning.” She walks into her own bathroom and shuts the door.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-07-2011, 05:14:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Danny whimpered as Her Grace pulled out, then rolled to one side after Ann dismounted, hugging himself and sighing raggedly.<br><br>"If I can move, yeah," he whispers to the world in general.&nbsp; "I think I'm a bit...tired."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 00:34:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann looks sympathetic to Danny. “Need any help?” she moves over and hugs him tightly. Knowing it is a new experience for him. She runs her fingers through his fur gently wanting to let him know she is here for him. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 05:35:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shivered, then turned and kissed her shoulder shyly.<br><br>"Just, uhm, a hand up, please?&nbsp; I...uhm...and maybe a shower."<br><br>He sat up slowly, bravely smiling a little as if to reassure her that he was all right.<br><br>"I'm a bit sore.&nbsp; Gonna be worse in the morning, probably."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>20-07-2011, 20:43:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann got up off the bed&nbsp; and helped Danny up&nbsp; carefully. “It will get better and she probably won’t summon you for the next couple days for sex at least. She tends to rotate who she has come to her chambers. You will also probably be given a light day of chores like polishing silver or something.” She smiles and starts to walk with him out to the special stair case that leads back to the servants wing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2011, 05:18:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shivered.<br><br>"But what else am I good for, but to be a toy," she heard him whisper softly, sadly, as he leaned into her.&nbsp; "Can't even...uhm, anyway, yeah..."<br><br>He pulled himself straight, trying perhaps a little too hard to show a stiff upper lip and macho himself through whatever dark and dismal thoughts were slouching around his brain at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>22-07-2011, 18:42:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann helped him walk slowly “I am sure the Miss has ideas for you. There are some rumors she is opening back up a wing of the house to the public, none of us know exactly why yet but I am sure it will be revealed in time.” <br><br>“Do you want to sleep by yourself tonight Danny?”<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-07-2011, 18:22:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..."<br><br>He blushed and leaned against her.<br><br>"I think I kind of want to be cuddled," he whispered, sounding more than a little ashamed of his admission.&nbsp; "If that's okay, I mean."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>20-08-2011, 21:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann keeps helping him, opening her door as they get to her room. “It is fine come in and lets cuddle and get a good night sleep.” She smiles at him tenderly wanting to be cuddled too.&nbsp; She helps him to the bed. “I am going to get in my pjs then be right back out” She covers a yawn as she grabs a pair of flannel pjs just wanting to feel comfy the rest of the night. <br><br>She goes and changes in the bathroom not wanting to embarrass him any further. She comes back out makeup washed off hair down and in a pair of extremely comfy looking Pjs<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-08-2011, 19:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When she emerged, she would find Danny naked, curled up on his side on her bed, idly stroking himself...which he stopped as soon as he saw her, blushing cutely.<br><br>"S-sorry!&nbsp; I can't seem to...uhm, that is...I..."&nbsp; More blushing.&nbsp; "I'm harder than Chinese algebra right now," he confessed softly, scooting over to give her room.&nbsp; <br><br>"M-must be something in the water," he tried to joke after a moment.&nbsp; "Or maybe I really like being...uhm..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 04:05:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann smiles and walks over “And here I was being discrete, and trying not to embarrass you anymore.” She moves over to the bed and slides her hand up his leg slowly. “I do think that you like being dominated don’t you?” She smiles and slides into the bed&nbsp; her hand trailing up and down his thigh gently. She isn’t used to taking charge, she diffidently doesn’t have the confidence that the mistress does. <br><br>She tentatively puts her hand on his cock, looking at his eyes and begins to stroke him in the same manner she caught him stroking himself. “Watching you stroke yourself has gotten me a bit wet.” She smiles and waits for him to make the next move. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 04:32:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasps, closing his eyes and tilting his head back.<br><br>"Ooohhhh...should...should I continue, then?"<br><br>His hand brushes hers as he tries to either help or take over again.<br><br>"Ahhh...feels nice, your hand there..."<br><br>He bites his lower lip and moans, tilting his shaft up toward his belly, exposing his balls.<br><br>"Not dominated.&nbsp; I think I liked it...back there."&nbsp; He swallows nervously.&nbsp; "I mean, it hurt but...it was pretty intense, too.&nbsp; And...uhm, I was thinking about..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 19:59:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann smiles and lets him take control of his cock. She puts her own hand between her legs and begins to tease her clit fingers dipping into her pussy slowly.&nbsp; <br><br>“What were you thinking about?” Her breathing becomes a bit heavier, as her eyes don’t leave his cock. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-01-2012, 20:06:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I was thinking about...about you doing me like that, nice and slow, while she watches us."&nbsp; He smiled shyly.&nbsp; "Maybe joining us, too.&nbsp; Or...or fucking us both.&nbsp; Or both of us on her."<br><br>He licked his lips.<br><br>"Or in the shower, you pushing me against the wall, working that toy deep while you pinch my nipples and jerk my cock, whisper wicked things in my ear...and then we find her watching us, fingers in her ass and pussy, nipples hard enough to ache..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 21:20:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Ann looks slightly shocked as she hears this words from his mouth, but then she just grins as she puts her fingers deep inside of her own cunt, working them faster and harder as he describes all of these juicy things. “Oh that sounds good.” She takes her free hand and pinches his nipple, moaning softly as she nears her first orgasm. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-01-2012, 21:57:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeaked, squirmed, stroked himself faster.<br><br>"Y-yes?"<br><br>Licking his lips, he relaxed a little.&nbsp; Slowing his hand down deliberately, he fought for control.<br><br>"You, ah...you want me on top?&nbsp; Or on bottom?&nbsp; I mean...do you wanna watch my face?"<br><br>Tilting his head up, he met her eyes.<br><br>"Do you think she'll let us?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seara</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 18:29:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Ann slowed down and took her fingers out of herself, then put them up to his mouth to let him lick them off while she spoke.<br><br>“You would have to ask the mistress, she may grant it if she thinks you deserve a reward. Would you like to be on top?”<br><br>Ann removed her fingers from his mouth then&nbsp; kissed him deeply. <br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Hostage's Tail  (MP/Seara)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 21:45:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know.&nbsp; It could be fun, that way..."<br><br>He closed his fingers around her lips, lashing at them with his tongue before eagerly accepting her kiss.<br><br>"I'm not good for much else.&nbsp; Ornamentation, maybe."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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