Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit & Moon Hound Hati]
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Moon Hound Hati on 24-01-2011, 22:59:18</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit &amp; Moon Hound Hati]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 22:59:18</strong>
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				Damon lazed about inside his small apartment, watching TV while hanging half off the old leather couch. He had a beer in hand, using his lightly tanned six pack as drink coaster. Dressed in only a pair of shorts, he obviously wasn't expecting someone at his door on this hot summer day. Rolling off the couch with a groan, Damon didn't even bother setting down his beer before heading towards the door to open it.<br><br>"What is it?" he asked as he turned the handle, coming face to face with a package delivery man. Next to the man stood a rather large wooden crate. Damon had to sympathize with the guy. After all, it must have been hell dragging a crate as big as that up three flights of stairs in this heat; the elevator had been out of order due to the motor overheating.<br><br>"S-Special... delivery..." the delivery man chocked out, fawning his face with one hand as he panted.<br><br>"Hold on," Demon said as he turned around and headed for the kitchen, returning a moment later with a can of cold soda. "Here."<br><br>"Thanks," the man replied greatfully as he took the offered drink, chucking back several large gulps before letting out a sigh of relieve. He then quickly resumed his work. "Damon Black?"<br><br>"Yeah?" Damon replied with a slight nod, eying the crate curiously.<br><br>"Special delivery, sign here please." A digital clipboard was shoved under Damon's nose, and he quickly signed at the indicated spot on the screen. "Who's this from?"<br><br>Turning the clipboard around, the delivery an pushed some buttons before calmly replying, "It says here that it was send to you by a J.K. Black and it's marked as fragile livestock cargo."<br><br>"The old man?" Mark mumbled with raised eyebrows, the rest of the man's comment going in one ear and out the other. He wondered what the old fool had send him this year for his birthday. Probably something overly expensive again. He always did that, trying to buy his way back into Damon's heart while attempting to make up for all the years that he had not been there for him. His father had always been too busy running the firm to ever spend time with him, and Damon hated him for it.<br><br>"Do you need help opening it, sir?"<br><br>"No... No, I'll be fine."<br><br>"Very well then. Good day to you, sir."<br><br>"Yes... thank you."<br><br>Damon waited for the delivery man to be out of sight before diving into the small closet in the hallway of his apartment, digging up a small crowbar from within the pile of junk that occupied the closet. He did not want to admit it, but he was highly curious as to what was in the large box. Using the crowbar, he managed to pop the top of the crate open. Peering inside, he uttered with great surprise, "A sex doll?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit &amp; Moon Hound Hati]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 00:29:05</strong>
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				The crate she was being carried in was stifling and uncomfortable, but Tara (http://i84.photobucket.com/albums/k30/LEJSpeakman/sample_6159fe6bb46dcdb47b3998c52a699cad.jpg?t=1295858990) knew better than to complain. In this world where all women were nothing but possessions, she'd grown up being taught that what she thought didn't matter. The only things that mattered was pleasing men. The delivery truck came to a grinding halt, nearly tipping her box on its side and taking the girl with it.<br><br>From the small holes carved sporadically in her container, she could see the delivery man swing open the back doors, moving in to drag her out. Even with the sign saying that the crate contained live cargo, the man paid no heed to that, clunking her painfully up the three flights they had to go. It was a hot summer day, and even hotter in Tara's confines, and even the fact that she was naked didn't give her a bit of relief. Finally they appeared to reach their destination, her crate being put back down on even ground as the man knocked loudly.<br><br>She couldn't make out much of the man she now belonged to, and she didn't even bother to listen, overheating in her small box. After being dragged a couple more feet into the apartment, where the temperature was a <em>little</em> cooler, though not by much, Tara could hear the door shut behind her. She stood perfectly still, body glistening with sweat, as her owner started to pry the box apart. The top was removed first, and her unusual red eyes glanced up at him as he took a look at her.<br><br>He seemed... confused. One of the walls was the next to fall, leaving Tara's naked body exposed to him, and she bowed deeply, "Was I not what you were expecting, Master?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit &amp; Moon Hound Hati]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 08:43:16</strong>
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				"Not really. A fancy espresso machine would've been a more likely birthday present from the old man," Damon replied as he noticed what seemed like a birthday card inside a plastic bag attached to the side of the crate. Ripping it off and taking out the card, he muttered the words on it to himself out loud.<br><br><em>Happy birthday, Damon!<br><br>I know our relationship has been rocky, and I've realized that you've become far more serious then I was at that age. And that's saying something! <br>So, as a birthday present, I send you this first rate sex doll to help you unwind and relax.<br><br>Have fun!<br><br>Much love,<br>Dad</em><br><br>"Did he get high on Prozac or something?" Damon asked no one in particular with an expression of utter disbelief as he discarded the card, tossing it into the still opened junk closet. He then took a good look at his "birthday present". Dark hair, unusual red eyes, and a body most definitely build for bedrooms. A girl like this must have cost quite some money. But then again, it was not as if his old man was lacking in that department as much as the one for parenting.<br><br>"Alright, I'll bite," he said, deciding it was best not to look a gift horse, or in this case a gift sex doll, in the mouth. "I heard you sex dolls come in two variants. Which are you, virgin or experienced?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit &amp; Moon Hound Hati]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arlen</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 20:37:32</strong>
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				She stood there perfectly still, not seeming to care that she was naked in front of this stranger, and while he read the card that had been attached to her crate, she took the opportunity to quickly look over him. He wasn't wearing much, with only a pair of loose shorts hanging from his hips, but the lack of a shirt gave her the chance to see that he was rather well built. It was hard to believe that he didn't have a girl already, but since it was becoming fairly obvious that it wasn't actually <em>him</em> that ordered her, maybe he couldn't afford it. So then why would his father buy him one...?<br><br>Their eyes met when he looked up from the card, and Tara held the gaze as he spoke, "I'm a virgin, Master. Is that to your liking?" She had been taught that normally their owners wanted what they ordered, but since she had apparently been a gift, it was worth asking. Virgins weren't allowed to return to the company if they didn't please, meaning that she would have nowhere to go should he not want her. And in this world, being on the street made you nothing but a toy for anyone's use, a life she didn't particularly want to go into.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sex Dolls [anywayyouwantit &amp; Moon Hound Hati]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon Hound Hati</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 21:19:30</strong>
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				Damon shrugged lightly, not seeming to care for her answer particularly. It didn't matter much to him if she was a virgin or not, but it gave him an indication what he was working with here. He knew he couldn't go full force on a virgin doll right away if he wanted her to last longer then a day.<br><br>"I guess it is," he replied nonchalantly as he turned around and headed for the living room. "Come."<br><br>He seated himself on the leather couch, his legs spread just wide enough. It was time to give this sex doll a try. His curiosity and pent up sexual desires overrode his resentment for his father, which made him decide to keep the sex doll. Lately he had been too busy with his studies to get laid. It was tragic for a college student, he knew, but he had to set priorities at the time.<br><br>"Let's start with some service. Can you do that?" Damon asked as he pushed down his shorts, revealing his already fully erect member. As an afterthought, he added, "And what is your name?"
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