The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: MadPanda on 16-08-2007, 06:41:18</h2>
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				Title: <strong>The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-08-2007, 06:41:18</strong>
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				The waters of the Mediterranean lapped against the shore gently, inviting a quick dip in the refreshing and crystal clear sea.&nbsp; Makoto leaned on the railing and gazed out at the waves and the sky, a smirk playing across hir lips as shi enjoyed the hospitality of hir current patron--this yacht, curiously dubbed La Grande Fraise, and a gift which would present itself shortly.<br><br>"The Big Strawberry, indeed," the half-Japanese Mouse murmured to hirself, adjusting the mirrorshades perched precariously across hir nose.&nbsp; "The man has the most obnoxious sense of humor..."<br><br>A polite way of saying that shi thought that the man paying hir bills and allowing hir the run of his yacht was eccentric to the point of delusional!&nbsp; Still, hir services were in demand, and he had a business to run, and if that business required a Mouse of uncertain gender and even more uncertain nationality, so be it.<br><br>One of the crew approached and halted at a respectable distance, waiting to be noticed and eyeing her carefully.&nbsp; Shi casually rubbed hir forearms, acutely aware of how much of hir 36DD breasts were exposed by the skimpy bikini top shi wore, and of how the men's swimming trunks did not quite fit hir hips properly...hence the sarong knotted at hir waist.<br><br>"Yes?"<br><br>"We have just heard.&nbsp; The package will be coming on board in the next hour.&nbsp; Do you require any last preparations?"<br><br>"Ah.&nbsp; No, everything is in order.&nbsp; Does our Master wish me to wait below?"<br><br>"He did not say."<br><br>"Then I shall wait here.&nbsp; Thank you."<br><br>The crewman nodded and beat a hasty retreat, all too aware of the Mouse's reputation.&nbsp; Makoto settled against the rail again, to wait for hir 'gift'.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 01:33:32</strong>
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				A glittering flash of sunlight hit the windshield of a car leaving the village on the bluff overlooking the cove where the ship had docked.&nbsp; It was a long black Lincoln, the kind of car only the very rich drove on the cobbled and sometimes unpaved roads of Mediterranean ports.&nbsp; The car made its way down the road, throwing up a cloud of dust along either side of its tires.&nbsp; When it came to the shore, the driver turned the vehicle, kicking pebbles into the seaspray.<br><br>The driver got out and walked around to the rear door, unlocking it with a key from the ring.&nbsp; He took the end of a leather lead from the coat hook near the top of the door, and gave it a sharp tug.&nbsp; From the darkened confines of the interior of the car emerged the "gift."<br><br>Her name, Makoto had been told, was Andy.&nbsp; She was a gorgeous little bitch pup, pale golden fur on the back and sides, white on her belly, with a black domino patch over one of her large, brown eyes.&nbsp; She was tiny, barely four and a half feet tall, and scrawny; the runt of some mutt's litter.&nbsp; Aside from the leather collar around her neck from which the leash dangled, she wore only a brief, skimpy thong, her teacup sized breasts perky against her chest with the cool salt air blowing in from the water.<br><br>The driver came to the boarding ramp and called up.&nbsp; "Permission to come aboard!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 03:33:26</strong>
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				"Permission granted," Makoto sings out, hir eyes tracking the diminutive Canine for a moment.&nbsp; "And how was your drive, <em>effendi</em>?"<br><br>This last is directed to the driver, who nods politely.<br><br>"Well enough.&nbsp; The Master sends his regards."<br><br>"So I see.&nbsp; Bring it aboard, then."<br><br>Waving the pair to come ahead, the Mouse returned hir gaze to the underdressed Canine.&nbsp; Shi waited for the two to make their way up the gangplank before asking the obvious question:<br><br>"How old is it, Mustafa?"<br><br>"Old enough," the driver chuckled.&nbsp; "The Master said you would ask.&nbsp; He would remind you that your services are too valuable to lose by such an offense a second time."<br><br>Makoto nods soberly:&nbsp; "Good.&nbsp; I took no pleasure in simplifying matters then, and I would not enjoy doing so now.&nbsp; But his word is good enough for me."<br><br>Shi takes a moment to study Andy up close.<br><br>"Can this speak?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 03:40:31</strong>
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				"Of course I can!"&nbsp; The pup answered for herself, almost indignantly raising her eyes to the she-male Mouse.&nbsp; Her mouth having run firmly away from her, she put both hands over her mouth and opened her eyes wide in surprise at her own bold stupidity.&nbsp; Open mouth, insert foot.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 03:47:44</strong>
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				"I see it has no manners.&nbsp; Good.&nbsp; I should so hate for this to be easy."<br><br>The driver has to cough to hide his sudden laugh at the Mouse's icy comment.<br><br>"Mustafa, <em>effendi</em>, I shall take this disobedient thing off your hands.&nbsp; If I may?"<br><br>"Of course, of course."&nbsp; He hands the leash over, grinning wickedly.&nbsp; "The Master said you would be most eager to get to work."<br><br>"And so I am.&nbsp; See the Captain about a drink before you go, yes?&nbsp; Mustn't neglect our duties.&nbsp; You, come."<br><br>Makoto hauls Andy away by the leash, moving slowly enough that the little Canine could probably keep her feet should the yacht suddenly roll.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 21:27:56</strong>
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				"Alas, <em>effendi</em> Allah does not permit.&nbsp; But I thank you for the kindness in which the offer was made," answered the driver, touching his hand to his forehead in a salute to the Mouse before he departed.<br><br>Andy, about whom they had spoken as if she were not even there, put out her lower lip to sulk that even her impertinence didn't draw more than an offhand comment from the she-male she had been "given" to, but let out an "Eeeiii!" when she was tugged away.&nbsp; Her overly large feet slipped up over themselves as she tried to balance; failed, and ended up going down on all fours, which suited her just as well as two.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 21:46:23</strong>
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				"Well!&nbsp; If you can't walk, you will crawl.&nbsp; Come!"<br><br>Makoto leads hir new trophy through a door and along carpeted floors to a lounge in the bow, where shi takes a seat.<br><br>"Sit!"<br><br>Again the Mouse takes careful measure of the little Canine.<br><br>"This will not do.&nbsp; A thong?&nbsp; What <em>were</em> they thinking?"&nbsp; Shaking hir head, shi presses her toes lightly against Andy's belly.&nbsp; "You will have to be dressed whenever you are abovedecks.&nbsp; And I know just the outfit!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>21-08-2007, 00:05:45</strong>
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				The command, spoken at her sharply, made the pup's body move into the obedience that was so well drilled into her that to resist it would have been unthinkable.&nbsp; Going down on her haunches, Andy looked up with her big, wide eyes at the Mouse.&nbsp; "It's more than I usually wear," she mumbled softly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-08-2007, 03:42:16</strong>
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				"That may be so, but I'm not about to allow you to walk around in nothing but a bit of dental floss!"<br><br>Makoto eyes Andy's breasts, making a soft and contemplative noise before reaching over and firmly grasping both of the little Dog's nipples between thumb and forefinger.<br><br>"A pity these aren't larger!&nbsp; I do so love to hang my victims by their tits and listen to them whimper pathetically...I guess a firm slapping will have to do.&nbsp; Does that frighten you, little bitch?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 00:26:05</strong>
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				"Ai!" cried the pup as she was fondled suddenly.&nbsp; She didn't stir from her "sit" position, but she did squirm in place as the nubs hardened almost instantly beneath Makoto's firm hand.&nbsp; Andy licked her lips, blushing a bit.&nbsp; "Yes, Miss.&nbsp; Sir.&nbsp; Umm.&nbsp; What do you want me to call you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 00:28:59</strong>
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				Pinching hir pet mercilessly, Makoto lets go long enough to slap Andy across her modest rack twice.<br><br>"You figured it out.&nbsp; Very good.&nbsp; Do you suck cock, little bitch?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eyeomancer</strong> on <strong>01-09-2007, 21:35:29</strong>
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				Her face was set against betraying the pains the Mouse's tortures produced in her, but she could not keep the whimpering stilled, not completely.&nbsp; With a hint of a blush, the pup lowered her head, but kept all four "paws" on the floor.&nbsp; "I was told who I was being given to, Sir.&nbsp; Ma'am.&nbsp; I suck, yes Ma'am.&nbsp; Sir."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Cruise (MP and Eyeomancer)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-09-2007, 22:36:42</strong>
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				"You will address me as 'senpai'.&nbsp; It is the most appropriate word."<br><br>Makoto smiles and slaps Andy's tits again, then twists her nipples.<br><br>"And I suppose you swallow, just like a good and obedient little bitch-slave fuck-toy."<br><br>Shi shifts, licking hir lips.<br><br>"I'm almost tempted to order you to do so, right here.&nbsp; Right now.&nbsp; But that would be too easy."<br><br>...and tugs both nipples sharply.<br><br>"They ruined the surprise.&nbsp; I wonder why...does it perhaps disturb you, knowing what I am?&nbsp; Knowing that you must pleasure me?"
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