Something Between us { Cupcakemon & VashBly }
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				Title: <strong>Something Between us { Cupcakemon &amp; VashBly }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cupcakemon</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 09:39:10</strong>
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				Rouge was not the kind of girl that she was sure her parents wanted her to grow up to be. Having been left at a young age in an orphanage she had to figure out her own way to move about life, to get out and manage to explore things herself. The issue usually being of how she was going to get out into the world. The orphanage didn't really provide much for her as she got older, the chances of being adopted lessening over the years before she hit sixteen. By that time she had given up and started to explore different things that the world had to offer. Tattoos had been her favorite thing, since she was too young to get one yet she had just sat around and drawn tattoos until her eighteenth birthday.<br><br>At eighteen it had been the time to leave. The orphanage had provided enough for Rouge but she had to leave, had to get out in the world. She had done pretty good for herself as soon as she started to get tattoos. The tree on her right shoulder being her first before things grew. Now in her twenties she was a model for tattoos magazines, paid to have her body photographed just because she had tattoos and was getting more tattoos. People seemed to love it and she did make good money. Good enough money she could venture into the bondage world and buy enough stuff to enjoy herself.<br><br>Standing outside of a club though she wasn't sure if this was right. If she should go in and ask for the girl her friend had told her about. It seemed like a good idea, at least she had to admit that. Taking a deep breath Rouge ventured inside, prepared for whatever she was getting herself into. She planned to ask for the girl, finding somebody and managing to do it. Now she just had to wait for the woman to come out and greet her. Looking around the younger girl twirled her dyed red hair around her finger, trying not to be nervous about this. She hadn't done anything with another woman in a long while but had been told that she was the best to go to.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Something Between us { Cupcakemon &amp; VashBly }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>06-10-2014, 10:20:08</strong>
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				“Protect the village get everyone to safety!” A voice yells. A young girl grabs her katana and unsheathes it and goes outside. She had her sword in a reverse grip and she was good with her sword. Before her clan was fighting for survival, a warrior from another clan came at her intent on kill her. He swung his sword horizontally, but the girl got on one knee and with one swing she disemboweled the warrior. As she sliced him open the warrior’s blood sprayed on her. She walks back inside the house, “Mother are you okay?” The girl asks. The girl’s mother nods, “Yes I am alright Jayden, but we have more urgent matters,” She holds the baby close, “You’re sister… Please take her somewhere safe” She says.&nbsp; She takes her sister, “But mother you are not safe here.” She points out. Her mother looks at her, “I can take care of myself my dear daughter, besides your father will find me and keep me safe… Go now.” She yells. As much as Jayden wanted to stay, she was given a task and she planned to complete it.<br><br>Jayden puts her sister and sword down, she grabs her armor and she quickly put on her chest armor. “This is going to hurt.” She tells herself. Her shoulder cracks and then her arm, she stood there without a single scream of pain, the sounds of her transformation were excoriating to say the least.&nbsp; The transformation was quick and painful, but for the eighteen year old she had time to practice thus she was able to ignore the pain. The red furred wolf looks at her mother, “Be safe mother.” She says as she picks up her sister. Most werewolves didn’t bother learning how to speak, but Jayden applied herself and she learned because she thought it would be awesome to be a talking wolf. She grabs her blade and runs off, “Be safe my daughter’s.” Her mother says. With her hearing sixteen times sharper than when she was in her human form, she nods at her mother’s words. For her sister’s sake she was going to make it, she had to and she knew that she was going to do it or die trying.<br><br>She was running away from the village and out of nowhere she noticed that she was being followed on all four sides. The guy in front of her lunges for a stab, but she stops, then pushes back on her feet. The blade missed her by a few inches. She brings her sword up parrying the guy’s blade above his head, and in that same motion, she slits the guys throat, the arterial spray hitting her and her sister, covering them in blood. She heard the movement of the other three and she growls. She kicks the body backwards and she does a barrel roll with her sister in her left hand. As she did the roll the guys swung and missed. She heard the sound of swords clashing and once she was out of her combat roll she stood up and did a complete three sixty. As she spun around, her sword made a clean cut through all the muscle tissue and bone. She looks back at the motionless bodies and she watches the heads fall off the bodies and hitting the ground with a loud thud, the bodies followed suit with the neck squirting crazy amounts of blood.<br><br>Jayden ran her fastest and before she knew it, she was in the human world. A place where she was not allowed, being here was a taboo. She came to a stop at a church and she looks around and puts her sister on the door step and she knocks. As swiftly as she had come to the church, just as swiftly she was gone and back to defend her people. The battle was long, but her clan came out victorious the three days that followed were days of mourning and burial for the dead. On the fourth she was made head female alpha of the pack.<br><br><strong>Two months after the battle.</strong><br><br>In her capacity as leader there was no doubts about her leadership, she was liked by the people and she heard her people when they needed something done. But ever since she ventured into the human world she was enticed by it, he wanted to explore it like she had done the woods when she was little. She loved her people, but the every day to day things was becoming dull to her. She walked into the council chamber and told the council that she was leaving. The council made it clear that if she did leave, she would be banished and killed. The killed part amused her and she made it clear that she was doing it any way.<br><br><strong>Twenty years later</strong><br><br>“Mistress Jareau someone is asking for you.” A girl says. Jayden looks at her schedule and then back at the girl, “I am not expecting anyone tonight.” She tells the other mistress. “I think it is a new client madam… She says she was recommended by a friend.” She replies. Jayden looks to the side at her chest plate and katana. She got up and she makes sure that she had no creases on her latex catsuit and she smiles. She looks down at the corset that pushes her breasts up a bit. The black and red corset was buttoned up in the front and she finally checks her high heels. “So how do I look?” She asks. The girl smiles, “Perfect… The pig tail is cute as well red lipstick is gorgeous.” The girl adds as she leaves. Jayden switches to her every day persona to that of a dominate woman.<br><br>For Jayden now thirty eight life was great, she lived a life of luxury and well that was because of her two passions. Video games and BDSM, her commission work for her games where the main source of income, but once she had enough money she bought a nice place and converted into a dungeon for her kinky pleasure. What she started as a hobby was now a full time career as a dominatrix, she did talks at fetish conventions and she was a latex model, not a bad gig for a dominate computer nerd and avid comic book collector. While she had no commissions for games she was a full time dominatrix and while she was working on games she stayed focused on that with a friend she trusted taking care of her dungeon. Her dungeon catered to all fetishes and to anyone and once in a while very important people from the state of New York came in to indulge.<br><br>She walks down with a confident stride and then heads to the bar where the girl was waiting. She looks at the girl and offers her hand to the girl, “I will admit I don’t get requested that often… I must say that I am surprised.” She tells her with a laugh. “I’m Jayden and who do I have the pleasure of speaking to?” She asks with a smile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Something Between us { Cupcakemon &amp; VashBly }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cupcakemon</strong> on <strong>17-10-2014, 11:08:11</strong>
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				Rouge had to admit that she was nervous about this all. Her friend had told her that this was the place to go for what she wanted to get into and she had no choice but to trust her friend. She knew that she had wanted to get into this kind of world of BDSM and tonight she was going to get her wish. Looking around though she stared at the people who passed by her. The place was the kind of place before now she would be too nervous to go into. Licking her pale lips she ran a hand through her messy red and black hair. She knew exactly what she was getting into and she had to admit that it excited her in new and interesting ways. She wanted this to happen tonight.<br><br>Twenty years old and a model for tattoo magazines and she was getting into this new world. At least it would help her get over her sexual slump that she had been in the past two years. Even thinking about being dominated by a beautiful woman had her a little wet. The woman who she had requested she had been told was beautiful and would make her submit with no problem. Somebody that she would grow a bit of an addiction to if she allowed herself to be. She had also been told that the woman was a latex model so they did have modeling in common. Even if Rouge did a different kind of modeling than the woman she planned to meet.<br><br>Seeing her come towards her she stood up straight, smiling at the woman and taking her hand, shaking it. “I was told that you were the best person to have,” she told her. Rouge wore a tight black strapless dress and knee high boots to match. The necklace she always wore hung around her neck, the little wolf charm hidden safely between her c cup sized breasts. “Rouge, my name is Rouge,” she told her with a charming smile. Tonight she hoped that she would get to play with this dominate woman. And tomorrow she could tell her friend that Jayden was everything she wanted and more. At least they had been right about her being beautiful to look at.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Something Between us { Cupcakemon &amp; VashBly }</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>VashBly</strong> on <strong>18-10-2014, 01:34:35</strong>
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				“It is a pleasure to meet you Rogue.” She says with a smile. She looks at the young girl in front and she laughs softly, “Well darling in my line of work you will find that there is always someone better, but I am the best at what I do in the good state of New York.” She assures her. Her dungeon had a more of a club vibe, it had a bar and a stage and it was large enough for a couple hundred people. She points to a booth, “Shall we? I have some things to discuss.” She says. She gives her a look, “Understand there is more to BDSM than the pleasure and the pain… It’s about trust and communication.” She tells her. Her statement about trust was the fundamental part of BDSM. Without it there was no point to what they would do. “Can I offer you a drink? Bourbon on the rocks or a virgin bloody Mary?” She asks politely. She walks back to the bar, “A bourbon on the rocks for me and for the young lady?” She says looking back.<br><br>The bartender gives Jayden a nod and grabs a glass and pours the bourbon in followed by two cubes of ice. Jayden pays the man a very nice tip as she slips him a hundred dollar bill. “James here will take your order and James darling and be a doll and don’t card Rogue… She needs an inhibitor… She looks nervous.” She states as she walks to the booth and sits down and looks at the girl, Jayden had no trouble admitting that the girl was smoking hot. She raises her glass, “To someone that is going to be extremely fun to play with.” She tells herself. She finishes her drink and puts her glass down. “Well it was time for something new it was getting rather boring here.” She adds softly.<br><br>James looks at Rogue, “Well Rogue what can I get you?” He asks. He looks back at her employer, “I hope your friend told you all about Jayden don’t let her looks fool you… What you need to be worried about is her mind… In BDSM you are only limited by your imagination and the one that you might call mistress has quite the vivid imagination.” He tells her.<br>
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