Games of the Kittens [Private]
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: RogueJedi on 14-12-2005, 02:29:06</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Games of the Kittens [Private]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RogueJedi</strong> on <strong>14-12-2005, 02:29:06</strong>
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				This is a game that is for the following players only:<br><br>BondageKitten<br>RogueJedi<br><br>Anyone else will be invited...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Games of the Kittens [Private]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BondageKitten</strong> on <strong>14-12-2005, 23:43:59</strong>
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				&nbsp;(sorry it took so long my computer connection went out for a day or so)<br><br>It was cold in the cell that the kitten had been put in. She wasn't complaining about it though, no not her. Even without a stitch of clothing given to her, she seemed just find. She had just awakened herself, clawing her way around the soft bench she had been laid out on for a few moments. A soft grin crossed her features then as the scent in the small room got to her, there was someone else here mayhaps? She had little room to guess at it, it was a familiar scent, but not her own, and it was attractive to her as well. The sort of exotic..and erotic teasing scent that a girl like her would give off.<br><br>So it was the kitten hmmed, a pair of fingers trailing over one of her dark and tightening nipples, a soft pinch given to the flesh to set it along its way and to send a thrill down her spine to help push her towards saying..well.. "hello? Is anyone in here?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Games of the Kittens [Private]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RogueJedi</strong> on <strong>15-12-2005, 01:16:09</strong>
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				The red-"furred" kitten looked up at the sound of another voice.&nbsp; She had been in here for two or three days, she couldn't remember any more.&nbsp; She shivered and mewled softly, looking up at the soft bench that had another figure on it.<br><br>"Yes, I'm here.&nbsp; Down on the floor."<br><br>Francesca was her name, if she was permitted to have a name any longer.&nbsp; She sniffed the air and focused on the new scent, slowly moving towards the bench, cautiously, unsure of what the reaction would be of her fellow cell mate...
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