Politics As Usual
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				Title: <strong>Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 10:37:51</strong>
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				&nbsp;Senator Jason Walker's office was deserted. There really was no-one there at the office, the cleaners had since left.<br><br>&nbsp;Senator Walker, rumor had it, had some involvement with a Mob gambling Kingpin. But there really wasn't much in the way of proof regarding that for the press to publish any articles. It was the job of men like Anthony Dragan to keep things like that under the rug. He stood about 5'10", weighing 180 lbs. of lean muscle wearing a black suit and blue shirt with no tie and the top button unbuttoned. Supposedly there was a reporter that was trying to find information on the senator's activity. As he lay in hiding, he resolved he was gonna put a stop to that snoop...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 15:05:32</strong>
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				Sarah sighed, looking at the door o the senator's office.&nbsp; It was after hours, she usually tried to get things the 'legal' way.&nbsp; In the day, asking a secretary to bring her the files that were her right as a reporter and citizen to see.&nbsp; The files she wanted to see however, even though they were on a computer belonging to the public, were something that the secretary would never let her see, much less acknowledge their existance to her.&nbsp; Kneeling down, she pulled out her lock pic - a country girl at heart and in her begginning, you wouldn't think she'd know how to do such things, but a girl had to do something while her papa and brothers were bringing in the harvest.&nbsp; She usually just stole away into her brothers rooms to grab whatever they had taken from her and get whatever looked interesting.&nbsp; When they learned that she couldn't undo what she couldn't reach, they finall took to putting chains on their doors up at the top so she couldn't reach and then leaving through the windows.&nbsp; After that, she just learned how to use the windows to get in.&nbsp; But the damage was done, she'd learned how to pic locks allready.&nbsp; She gave a satisfied smile as the lock clicked, turning the handle and dashing in to the room.<br><br>She didn't know why she dashed.&nbsp; The senator didn't keep cameras around his office - for reasons only she knew why - and the place was deserted here at one in the morning.&nbsp; She quickly turned and closed the door behind her, fliping the lock back so that she'd have at least some warning if anyone came in.&nbsp; She then opened a window, just to help her make a quicker escape if she needed it.&nbsp; Her black jeans and tank top didn't really speak of a reporter, even though she wore her ID on a lanyard.&nbsp; <br><br>Slowly she walked around the desk and started the computer, pulling out her flash drive and putting it in the slot so she would be able to save the info quicly and go.&nbsp; She quickly typed in what she knew to be the Senators password - thank god for hackers in high places - and began looking through the files, searching everywhere.&nbsp; She knew she should have probably just saved it all to the empty flash drive, but she wanted her proof.&nbsp; Her proof that she hadn't spent the last two years of her life chasing geese.&nbsp; Sure, her job didn't count on it, she'd kept up work by beginning to write a column about a 'country girl's' perspective of the city and the world.&nbsp; Something that the city people just found funny even when she was being serious.&nbsp; Why wouldn't people just throw the damned cans in the recycling bin, hm?<br><br>She bit and chewed her lip, it wasn't in the files she was looki- "Hello..."&nbsp; What was this?&nbsp; A financial document in Word and not in Exel?&nbsp; Her pouted lip was released from it's torture as she opened the file.&nbsp; As she read the data, she felt like she could crow.&nbsp; She settled for a laugh, quickly saving the file and marking it before she decided to save all the other files to a folder, just in case.&nbsp; She sighed and leaned back, looking at the door with a small jump as she could have sworn she heard something.&nbsp; She didn't see anything however, and shrugged.&nbsp; She would often hear things on stuff like this.&nbsp; Nerves, she could only guess as she settled back in her chair, her eyes on the door as she folded her arms behind her head, her wrists together.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 15:36:49</strong>
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				&nbsp;It was then that Anthony struck. Knowing that Sarah was distracted by whatever she'd found on that computer he silently unlocked the door she'd locked. He knew she'd locked it because he heard the thing disengage. He opened the lock with his key and saw the spying little bitch from earlier.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He had to get rid of her, make sure she didn't get any of the information she was seeking. He'd have some fun with her first, definitely. She sure was a looker.<br><br>&nbsp;He came in from behind her and grabbed her from behind, clamping a hand over her mouth. He pointed a small pistol to the side of her head and said, "Don't make a sound, got it? Nod if you understand..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 15:46:59</strong>
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				She yelped as someone grabbed her from behind, trying to struggle against him - definately a him the hands were too big for a woman.&nbsp; That was before her eyes went wide as she felt the gun against her forhead.&nbsp; Her body froze, terrified as she gave a small whimper.&nbsp; She bit her tongue as she heard him, trying to do as he said.&nbsp; She gave a small nod, as much as his hand allowed her to do.&nbsp; Her body trembling in his grasp as she tried to figure out what to do.&nbsp; Her eyes looking for anything she could grab to perhaps slug at him.&nbsp; Alas, the Senator didn't have a taste for potery or figurines.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 15:55:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;He bent her over the desk, using his weight to control her. His hardenend manhood pressed against Sarah's nice, pert bum as he forced her hands behind her back and wound a length of ducttape around her wrists. He tore several pieces off with his teeth and reached into his pocket for a rag. He stuffed it in Sarah's mouth and then sealed it with the tape. He then concentrated on her knees and ankles, taping them together.<br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;He hauled her over his shoulders, heading out a back way towards a loading dock where a car waited. As he walked he ran his hands down her buttocks and thighs before popping the trunk and shoving her inside it. He closed the car trunk and drove into the early morning towards an abandoned farmhouse in the countryside...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 16:10:28</strong>
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				She whimpered as he forced her down, unable to help herself, one of the few small pieces of decoration - a small little angel figurine - was digging into her ribs.&nbsp; She gasped as she heard ductape and started to struggle, he was bigger than her though, by a good head - and had a lot more muscle than her slim form.&nbsp; "Please, don-Ohmmph!"&nbsp; She reared her head, as the cloth was pushed into her mouth, trying to get it out, but only making it easier for him to ductape it.&nbsp; Her body trembled as she tried to do anything to stop this, trying to kick at his shins - not succeeding.&nbsp; She finally gave in whith a whimper as he finished with her knees.&nbsp; Her dark blue eyes were welling up with tears of fear as he finished with her ankles.&nbsp; Her flyaway hair going everywhere as she tried to turn her head to see him.&nbsp; What was he doing?&nbsp; What was he going to do?&nbsp; She gave out a grunt as he slung her over his shoulder, nearly passing out at the blow to her solar plexus that it caused.&nbsp; She heard a trunk pop open and tried to yell, the sound only a loud squeak from her throat as she flexed her back, trying again to get away.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt his hand feel at her behind and legs.&nbsp; Dear lord, what was this man doing???&nbsp; A grunt came from her as she was shoved in.&nbsp; She tried to kick at him before it closed, but failed, only thumping her feet loudly on the trunk.&nbsp; <br><br>"Aaahhh," she growled, trying to keep her head.&nbsp; She looked about, it would be nice to at least have the damned tape off of her mouth...&nbsp; She grunted as she wormed her way to the side of the trunk, rubbing her ducttape clad cheek against the side, rubbing it off so she could at least spit the rag out.&nbsp; Turning her body, she managed to get the other side off.&nbsp; Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a plan for getting the ducttape off.&nbsp; She couldn't reach her pockets with anything sharp and she wasn't about to go looking for anything sharp in the trunk, least they go over a bump and she impale herself with it.&nbsp; No, she stayed curled up in the back of the trunk, away from the opening and against the back seat.&nbsp; She focused on her breathing as she tried to stay calm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 06:38:44</strong>
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				&nbsp;He stopped the car at an abandoned farmhouse and dragged Sarah from the trunk. "Someone's been working on these, have they."<br><br>&nbsp;He pasted the tape back over Sarah's lips and added more strips over it before carrying her into the house. He sat her down in a wooden chair and used a lot more of the tape to bind Sarah to the chair back at the torso and around her waist. <br><br>&nbsp;He got on the phone to contact his boss, "Yeah. I got the reporter. Oh she's right here. You can hear her in the background. Yeah she's wearing a lot of tape right now...OK. I'll talk to you later." <br><br>&nbsp;He put his cell phone away before walking behind Sarah. He moved his mouth an inch away from her left ear, "Well. They're still trying to figure out what exactly to do with you and have left you in my care for the time being..."<br><br>&nbsp;He teased her hair with the fingers of his right hand and teased her right ear a little before he cupped her right breast and squeezed. "I'm sure I can think of plenty of ways to enjoy myself with you during that time though..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 13:21:52</strong>
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				"Wh-No!&nbsp; No!&nbsp; Mmmmph!"&nbsp; She growled truning her head, trying to avoid his hand, none to pleased that her lips were covered again.&nbsp; Not knowing where she was, she didn't bother struggling as he took her inside, just looking about trying to figure out where they were.&nbsp; She squeaked as he sat her down in the chair, blinking as she saw MORE tape.&nbsp; She grunted, trying to push against him, to get away, but unfortunately, the brute was bigger than her.&nbsp; She growled at him, glaring at him as he walked away.&nbsp; She quirked her head as he picked up his phone and dialed a number quickly, beginning to speak.&nbsp; She snorted.&nbsp; A lot of tape was an understatement.<br><br>She glared at him as he walked behind her, what was he - HELLO, she squeaked as she felt his breath on her ear.&nbsp; His hand on her head keeping her from moving as he played with her hair.&nbsp; Left in his care, oh joy, she said drolly in her own mind.&nbsp; That was before she cried out in supprise as his hand moved from her hair and teasing her ear to move to her breast.&nbsp; "MMMMM-MMMM-MMMMAAAA-MMMPH-MMMMM! MMMMMGRRRRRRRRR!"&nbsp; She yelled at him through the tape, 'Get your hands off me!' and growled at the end for fustration of the tape.&nbsp; She knew how to get it off without something about to rub.&nbsp; It was gross, and icky to her, but it worked.&nbsp; Only problem was it could take a little time.&nbsp; She knew he'd be well on his way putting more tape on if he saw her trying to take hers off again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 18:46:00</strong>
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				&nbsp;"Well miss." he said, "we're gonna have some fun while you're here and while my boss figures out what exactly we're gonna do with you."<br><br>&nbsp;Through her tank top he could see the pink bra strap at her shoulder. He reached for it and fingered it, smiling. "I never knew reporters wore such sexy lingerie on the job. I just got lucky to get a hold of you..."<br><br>&nbsp;He took the small gun and pressed it to the side of her head while his other hand still cupped her breast. "I'm gonna take the tape off you, but you'd better do what I say. Understood?"<br><br>&nbsp;"I want you to leave that gag on and take off those nasty clothes of yours. Because I think you've got much too much on. Leave the bra and panties for now..." <br><br>&nbsp;He cut the tape off her wrists and ankles and the tape holding her to the chair and stood between her and any exit. There was nothing in the kitchen she could use as a weapon. He'd been sure of that because he was sure he'd be bringing a captive over this direction. He just never realized he was bringing such a hot captive over...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 20:10:11</strong>
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				She tried to move her shoulder away from his touch when he fondled her bra strap.&nbsp; She glared at him for his words.&nbsp; It wasn't any of his business what she wore underneath her clothes!&nbsp; Besides, lingerie was just the perk up she needed to be as confident on screen and off as she usually was.&nbsp; She whimpered as the gun was pressed to her head.&nbsp; Her body shaking as she gave a nod.&nbsp; Her eyes widened at his orders.&nbsp; He wanted her to strip???&nbsp; She paled lightly as he cut the tape away.&nbsp; The gun put away for now, she trembled lightly as she stood up.&nbsp; Bringing her fingers up to grip the lower part of her tank top she slowly pulled it off and let it drop to the floor before she toed off her shoes.&nbsp; Her cheeks were a bright red as her top half was all but bared with her pink and lacy bra the only thing covering her.&nbsp; Her hands went to the button of her jeans when she froze, too scared to go any further.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 20:13:21</strong>
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				&nbsp;"I said strip, bitch..." he said, menacingly, and spun the cylinder of the revolver, "Care to push your luck. One of these chambers has no bullet in it, so you got a 1 in 6 chance..." <br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-01-2009, 20:17:18</strong>
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				She whimpered, her frozen fingers coming back to life as they undid her jeans.&nbsp; She let them slide down before she toed out of her footlet socks.&nbsp; She couldn't stop shaking, seeing where this was going.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 10:38:28</strong>
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				"Turn around." he commanded.<br><br>&nbsp;He took a length of rope and tied Sarah's hands behind her back. He took her the living room where he bound more rope under, over, and between her breasts. Then he tied rope around Sarah's knees and ankles, before sitting on the couch. <br><br>&nbsp;"Let's watch some TV." he said. He hauled the bound and gagged reporter in her bra and panties. He started a DVD up and it was an adult video about an ironically similar situation. A nosy female reporter, bound and gagged. Stripped and fondled.<br><br>&nbsp;He had Sarah seated atop his growing erection as he fitted his hands over her breasts, fondling them through the lacy cups of her bra. "Very hot...You know you are fulfilling part of a fantasy of mine right now..." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 17:09:22</strong>
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				She slowly did as he asked, turning for him before crying out against the gag as she felt him tie her - again.&nbsp; She whimpered, trying a moment to make it hard for him, but didn't succeed.&nbsp; She whimpered as he took her to the living room before binding her breasts.&nbsp; Her breasts?&nbsp; What the hell did they ever do, she had to wonder, whimpering as the rough rope rubbed against her skin, chaffing it allready.&nbsp; Her eyes widened as he went to tie up her legs again, whimpering but otherwise staying still.&nbsp; Too afraid to fight back.&nbsp; <br><br>She grunted as he carried her off.&nbsp; She looked at the TV as he pulled her into her lap and blushed furriously at what she saw.&nbsp; A feminist of her ilk being horrified at the sight.&nbsp; She whimpered as he began fondling her breasts, his breath in her ear.&nbsp; She whimpered as his words fixed into her head.&nbsp; Her body trembled, what was this man going to-She squeaked as she felt his growing groin against her rear.&nbsp; Unable to help but squirm, her body trying to get away, but with his hold on her body, all it did was make her wiggle against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 19:54:14</strong>
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				The struggling was proving to be an intense turn on for Anthony as his hands squeezed Sarah's big breasts. He took a strip of black cloth from his pocket and tied it over Sarah's taped mouth, the better to hold the tape in place, and knotted it behind her head. Her squirming actually succeded in pressing her breasts right into his hands as he squeezed and fondled them even harder. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 20:23:24</strong>
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				"MMMMM-MMM-MMMMPH!"&nbsp; She cried out against what was happening to her, jerking her legs so that she'd fall out of his lap when he fondled her breasts again.&nbsp; She growled, not able to move much, but able to kick at his knees with her heels.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 06:33:19</strong>
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				She actually managed to get out of his grasp. For a good two seconds before Anthony recovered and grabbed a hold of her. He got her back onto his lap on top of his bulging erection once more. "Big mistake girl." he said as his fingers moved inside the cup of her bra and twisted her right nipple. Hard.<br><br>&nbsp;He continued to watch the movie with Sarah sitting on his lap, still feeling and squeezing her breasts through the lacy cup of her. "I don't know about you but it's been a long night. I could do with some rest." Anthony said as the bondage porn film finished.<br><br>&nbsp;He pointed the small gun to the side of her head. "I'm gonna untie you in a few seconds provided you do what I say...I want you to leave that gag of yours on, and take that bra of yours off. Then turn around and cross your hands behind your back..." <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 16:39:13</strong>
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				She screamed out against the harsh treatment of her breast.&nbsp; She whimpered as she was pulled back onto him, his erection rubbing against the crack of her rump.&nbsp; Her body trembled every time he squeazed her breasts.&nbsp; She bit down on the rag in her mouth as he pressed the gun to her head again, her body shaking atop his erection as he made his order.&nbsp; She whimpered and nodded, doing as he said with no resistance this time.&nbsp; Her mind was still racing to find a way out, but she still couldn't find the answer as tears of fear stung her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 19:12:32</strong>
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				&nbsp;He untied the ropes on Sarah's upper body and stood between her and the only exit she knew from the living room. He kept the gun trained on her as he waited for her to comply with his instructions. He was waiting for that bra to come off, to see what it sheathed...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 19:58:56</strong>
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				She shakily took off the bra, blushing brightly as she did so.&nbsp; Her pert breasts bounced lightly as she lifted off her bra, her dusky pink nipples pebbled up from the cool air and the abuse that her kidnapper had given them.&nbsp; She would have turned, but she wasn't sure if she could with her legs bound the way they were, at least not without falling.&nbsp; She just crossed her wrists behind her back, doing as best she could to do as he said without harming herself - there were a lot of sharp corners about her.&nbsp; She trembled slightly, afraid of what he'd do next.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 20:10:06</strong>
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				He tied Sarah's wrists behind her back. Leaving the bra on the floor he tied more rope around the rope on Sarah's wrists, binding that rope around her waist. He tightened the gag on Sarah's mouth, checking the tape and then tightening the black silk scarf tied over it. He slung her over his shoulder, running his hands down her buttocks and thighs until they got upstairs to a bedroom with a queen sized bed. Anthony laid Sarah on her side on the bed and tied her bound wrists to a long piece of rope tied to a bedpost.<br><br>&nbsp;He then undressed down to his boxers before getting into the bed and sliding the covers up to his and Sarah's chins. He wrapped a strong arm around her waist and held her against his side, her bare breasts squashed against his torso...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 20:33:21</strong>
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				She whimpered as he checked the gag, tears stinging her eyes again.&nbsp; She let out a 'woof' sound, muffled by the gag as he slung her over his shoulder.&nbsp; She whimpered as he took her up the stairs, feeling his hands on her rear and legs.&nbsp; She wanted to kick him again, but was too afraid to do so.&nbsp; She yelped as she saw him tie her to a bedpost, hating the position she was in and how it made her breasts jut out.&nbsp; She tried to resist him as he wrapped his arms about her, her body trembling as she feared what he would do to her defensless body.&nbsp; She couldn't help a blush as her body was pressed against his - he wasn't a bad looking man after all.&nbsp; It was because of this, her nipples stayed rock hard against his body to her horror.&nbsp; She whimpered, wondering if she was going to stay like this all night.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 20:54:45</strong>
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				&nbsp;He could feel Sarah's nipples, rock hard against his side as he slept. Throughout his rest his hands would go and creep across her body. Caress her hair. Toy with her earlobe. Trace her jawline. He then cupped one of her breasts, toyed with the nipple a little bit with his fingers...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 21:09:53</strong>
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				She whimpered as his hands roamed.&nbsp; Unable to help but start enjoying it now that his touches seemed almost loving.&nbsp; Yes, she was a sucker for a man who had a soft touch like he was giving her now.&nbsp; And she hated how her body responded even when it was tied as it was.&nbsp; She could feel herself beginning to cream as he toyed with her nipple in the middle of the night.&nbsp; She whimpered and having nothing else to do, burried her head into his shoulder.&nbsp; Greatful that the action at least eased the pressure on her shoulder that laying on it with her arms behind her back had caused.&nbsp; She couldn't sleep with his roaming hands and her tied limbs, being forced to face every agonizing and pleasure tinged moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 19:39:07</strong>
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				He cupped her breast with that hand as he felt her head dig into his shoulder. He decided to try a little experiment. He kissed her gagged lips and then made a series of small kiss down the line of her neck. Down the line of her throat through the valley between her breasts. He kissed around each breast his hand toying with Sarah's other breast. Fingers tracing her nipples. His lips made a tender little 'o' around her left nipple while his tongue licked around it. He blew air onto the naked nipple before switching hand for mouth and repeating the slow and sensuous motion on Sarah's other breast.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 19:56:43</strong>
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				She gasped as he moved and kissed her gagged mouth.&nbsp; She thought he was asleep!&nbsp; What was he-&nbsp; <em>Oh...&nbsp; Oh... No...&nbsp; No, no...&nbsp; Nonononono...&nbsp; Please don't...&nbsp; </em> She whimpered softly, her body giving a shudder as he kissed down her neck.&nbsp; Her chest arching unbidden by her to recieve more of those kisses.&nbsp; Damn him.&nbsp; She whimpered as he kissed the valey between his breasts, a bright blush of desire upon her cheeks.&nbsp; Her head shook 'no' but her body responded to him, played like an instrument by his hands.&nbsp; She cried out around the gag as his mouth covered her nipple with it's warmth.&nbsp; His tongue lashing fire into her with it's small licks before fanning it with a blow.&nbsp; Her chest arched for him as she mewled, her head continuing to shake as she tried to deny that she enjoyed what was happening now.&nbsp; <em>Damn you!&nbsp; Damn you!&nbsp; Damn you!</em>&nbsp; She whimpered, knowing she couldn't hide her body's new willingness.&nbsp; Unable to help how this soft pleasure turned her on, and the fact that she couldn't do anything about it seemed to fan that flame - not that she'd admit that any time soon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 21:00:13</strong>
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				&nbsp;His left hand slid down Sarah's abdomen, touching inquisitively on the outside of her panties. He noted they were moist and his thumb moved them aside before his forefinger ran up and down Sarah's clit...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 21:15:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened as he touched her so intimately, a pleasure filled sob coming from her throat at his action.&nbsp; She tried to deny him the touch, bringing up her knees, but his leg had her pinned so she couldn't do that.&nbsp; And to her horror, her body arched for that touch as well.&nbsp; She cried out against the gag as her body became wetter for his petting, making her slick with her own juices.&nbsp; She whimpered pushing against his finger and mouth, both wanting more and wanting him to stop.&nbsp; Her mind and body were at absolute odds and her heart was staying out of the whole ordeal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 21:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He inserted his middle, ring, and pinkie into Sarah's tight and warm insides, moving slowly at first. His mouth and free hand on her breasts matched that rhythm as he moved his mouth from her right nipple and blew on it again...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 23:46:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her mind was fast loosing it's battle as he pushed in a finger slowly, and with a cry through her gagged lips at the second finger, it was gone.&nbsp; Her body winning it's fight to gain pleasure from this experience.&nbsp; She cried out again as the third finger was added, her body arching against his hand as he began moving it.&nbsp; She whimpered writhing against her bonds beneath his touch.&nbsp; More muffled cries coming from her as her pleasure built.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 06:49:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He kept his fingering going, his hand and mouth at her breast increasing their rhythm as well, going faster and faster and his fingers going harder and harder...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>26-01-2009, 21:18:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out against the gag as he kept going, pushing her body.&nbsp; She writhed against her bonds, against him.&nbsp; Till finally, her body went ramrod straight, a muffled scream coming from her as her body clenched around his fingers inside of her.&nbsp; Her juices drenching his hand, as her inner workings clenched around those three fingers rhythmically.&nbsp; Not wanting to let his hand go.k
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 20:22:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He smiled at Sarah's reaction, feeling his hand drenched. He pulled his hand free and put the panties back in place. He turned her so her back was to him in a spooning position. He fitted his hands over her breasts from behind, his hardened manhood against her tight little ass...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>30-01-2009, 21:36:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered against her gag as he pulled his hand away, her body lowering from it's high.&nbsp; She trembled lightly as he turned and pulled her back against his chest, his hardness pressing against her.&nbsp; Her hands bound so that her fingers were against his belly, she thought of clawing at him, but the thought passed.&nbsp; He'd probably shoot her.&nbsp; She whimpered as his hands fitted themselves to her breasts, pressing her even more against him.&nbsp; The gag was wet in her mouth, she wanted it out just as much as she wanted to be untied.&nbsp; She knew he wouldn't though, and tried her best to settle against him so that her shoulders wouldn't hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 10:07:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He kept squeezing Sarah's big breasts, his hardening manhood against her behind as he started to fall asleep. During their several hours in bed, Sarah would be groped. Anthony's hands moved down the lines of her body, at one point his hand moved over her sex. His hands groped both breasts, and occasionally he'd tongue her ears...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>02-02-2009, 22:11:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered as he continued to grope her, trying to ignore it.&nbsp; After about an hour, she became as used to it as she could.&nbsp; Too tired to do anything else as she fell asleep in his arms.&nbsp; If it had been any other situation, she might have thought his attentions lewdly romantic.&nbsp; She gave soft whimpers in her sleep as he touched her, though she did not dream.&nbsp; Instead sleeping deep and hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>06-02-2009, 17:51:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Morning sugarbutt." He whisperred in Sarah's ears. He untied the ropes that tied her to the bed and lifted her over his shoulder. He still kept her wrists and ankle ties in place before he carried her into one large room that had a stage and a stripper pole and some sound equipment and a camera inside it. There was a second room which had all manner of nice looking lingerie, a couple different very skimpy bikinis and the like. <br><br>&nbsp;"I'm gonna untie you in a second, but you'd better do as I say." he said as he sat Sarah on the floor, "Understood?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>07-02-2009, 01:43:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She squeaked as he spoke in her ear, his hot breath licking at the lobe.&nbsp; She whimpered softly as he untied the rope, hopeing he would let her go, but knew he wouldn't.&nbsp; A soft grunt came from her as he lifted her over his shoulder again.&nbsp; She tried to see where he was taking her without knocking her head on the walls or doorframes.&nbsp; Oh, he wasn't...&nbsp; She whimpered as she saw the stage, scared for not only herself now, but her career.&nbsp; What would happen to her credentials if a video of this came out???&nbsp; She tried to lean away as she was set on her feet, shaking her head 'no' as tears stung her eyes.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 11:03:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He sat Sarah on the ground and pointed a small revolver to her head and spun the cylinder. "There's a one in six chance that this cylinder will stop on a chamber with a bullet in it. Do you want to take that chance by being disobedient..." he said, "Now are you willing to cooperate?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>08-02-2009, 15:47:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered as the gun was pointed at her head again, her body trembling as she closed her eyes.&nbsp; She shook her head 'yes' to mean she'd cooperate with him again.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 06:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Pick a sexy outfit, there are many to choose from, for your video debut." Anthony said, "This is insurance for your cooperation with the case. We might not have to dispose of you if you cooperate, because if you release any information about the senator, these tapes will be sent to every TV station in the area."<br><br>&nbsp;Anthony untied Sarah, warning, "Don't touch that gag..." and standing between her and the only exit, the gun still trained on her...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 14:55:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered at his words, not sure if she should trust him and his corades not to send out the video anyways.&nbsp; She pouted at him from underneath the gag as he told her not to take it off before slowly going and trying to decide on an outfit.&nbsp; Deciding to allready start on damage controle, she chose the most innocent lingerie set she could find - and one that she knew any of her past lovers would say she didn't own.&nbsp; Choosing a set that was more for decoration than for actual wearing underneath clothing.&nbsp; Too many lines would bulge out.&nbsp; She slowly slipped the pieces on before standing before him, her arms wrapped around herself insecurely.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-02-2009, 06:26:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He led her back into the stage area and, standing between her and it's only exit he said, "I want you to leave the gag on and dance, sexy, for the camera." he said as he pointed to a couple video cameras that he'd set up, "Pick a song and get going...for your sake be sexy as possible."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 17:10:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her, the bookworm of her highschool class and library hermit of her college.&nbsp; Dance sexy?&nbsp; She gulped at the thought.&nbsp; It's ok...&nbsp; You can do this, she told herself, not believing a word.&nbsp; She wondered idly what his fascination with the gag was as she stepped towards the stage and hopping on.&nbsp; Pole, she told herself, didn't one of her college girlfriends say that dancing with a pole was just like trying to fuck it?&nbsp; Maybe she'd be able to do that...&nbsp; She set the music to an old jazz number before she walked up to the pole and gripped it with both hands before doing a spin around it.&nbsp; As she brought the spin to a close, she brought her body flush against it, standing on tiptoes as she rubbed her cheek sensually against the cool metal, looking at him and the camera with slightly unsure eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>14-02-2009, 06:18:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Very nice...keep going. Be really sexy and don't be afraid to show skin..." he said. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 18:15:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She frowned at that, how the hell could she show more skin?&nbsp; She was in underwear for heaven's sakes, and her hairdidn't reach past her shoulders.&nbsp; Though, he wouldn't have seen the pursing of her lips with the gag that she was coming to hate over her lips.&nbsp; She determined she was ripping the thing off, bullet or no bullet after this.&nbsp; It was becoming soggy and disgusting in her mouth.<br><br>She looked away from him to rub against the pole again, spreading her legs and dipping down to rub her body and her intimate core against the pole, intending that by the time she was done, any man watching would wish to hell he was that pole as she danced.&nbsp; Her body rubbing against it again as she stood up and danced about it, her hands all over it as her body continually bumped, brushed and pushed against it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>16-02-2009, 18:20:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Anthony's smile widened and his manhood hardened at the sight. He watched as she kept going and made sure to get that on tape, and take some nice still shots as well.<br><br>&nbsp;"Very good. Now show off those tits to the camera..." he began.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 16:33:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her cheeks flushed at his order, he wanted her to undress?&nbsp; She rolled her hips, pressing her core against the pole before she turned around, her back to the camera with her back leaning against it as she unhooked the front of her bra and let it slide off down to the floor before she rolled around the pole and hung from it, her breasts showing off prettily even as it seemed as if she were used to it.&nbsp; A bit of composure she had to fight to keep as an extra bit of damage controle to allow her to perhaps claim the tape wasn't of her in case it did get out.&nbsp; Every one of her lovers knew she hated cameras, especially of her like this.&nbsp; Her third boyfriend John tried to tape her and she was jumpy and tense through the whole thing.&nbsp; Something that ended up ending the relationship.&nbsp; He turned out to be quite the voyer, and even went into the porn business afterwards.&nbsp; Dropping, she undulated her hips a bit, letting it ripple through her body and limps as she went to sit on the floor, her hips thrusting up as if moving to take something into her body.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 16:37:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Very good." Anthony said as the song finished and he stopped the tape, "Now turn around and cross your hands behind your back..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 16:46:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She realized he was going to tie her up again and raised her hand to the damp gag, tearing it off.&nbsp; "New gag or none at all," she said before following his instructions, glaring at him the whole time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 16:56:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Oh don't worry about that part..." Anthony said. He bound Sarah's hands behind her back with a length of rope. He took the pair of panties she'd worn the night before before saying, "Open wide..."<br><br>&nbsp;He pinched her nose and when she opened her mouth he stuffed the panties in there and tied a strip of black cloth between her lips to hold them inside her mouth. He sat her down and then bound her ankles and knees with two more lengths of rope before slinging her over his shoulder, running his hand down the curve of her buttocks as he walked to another room.<br><br>&nbsp;He dialed a phone number on the cordless phone before sitting down and seating her onto his lap, wrapping an arm around her waist.<br><br>&nbsp;"Yeah. She's still here. Don't worry she's not going anywhere...oh, no problem, I can hold onto her for another day...You can probably hear her right now..." he said as his hand crept up to her left breast and cupped it...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 17:07:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened as she saw what he wanted to stuff into her mouth.&nbsp; Oh, no, he wasn't!&nbsp; She growled as she tried to stop him, giving a soft yelp as he pinched her nose and stuffed her panties, soiled with her juices into her mouth.&nbsp; She whimpered as he tied it into her mouth, glaring back at him.&nbsp; She yelped as she felt him down at her ankles and then wondered what the hell he was doing with her knees.&nbsp; He'd not tied them before...&nbsp; Another muffled yelp came from her as he slung her over her shoulder, a grunt coming from her as she landed.&nbsp; She coughed a moment, that landing blow having gotten her right in the belly.&nbsp; She growled before staying still and trying not to do anything that would come to harm her in the end.&nbsp; She whimpered as she felt his hand run over the curve of her rear as he walked her somewhere.&nbsp; Lord, where was he taking her now?&nbsp; She grunted as he sat down and pulled her into his lap.&nbsp; She watched him dial a number on the phone before lifting it to his ear.<br><br>She listened quietly to his words.&nbsp; He'd been planning on letting her go, it sounded like, but the bastard that she growled at on the phone had apparently convinced him to keep her longer.&nbsp; She knew he was egging her on as his hand reached and cupped her breast, and despite her will not to give him the satisfaction, she growled at him, trying to flex her body out of his grip, but only succeeding at best to press her chest against his.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 17:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Well doll, some things have changed." he said, "Well it seems I've got you for a bit longer, so let's hop to getting you there."<br><br>&nbsp;He stood her up after hanging up the phone and swatted Sarah on her bottom, "Let's get hopping. I'd love to see those tits of yours bouncing..." he said.<br><br>&nbsp;He had her hop down the hall to another room. This room had a table and all manner of bondage and vibrating devices lined the table...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>17-02-2009, 18:14:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glared at him as he made her hop, having to threaten her before she did.&nbsp; Her eyes widened as she saw the table.&nbsp; Well...&nbsp; She had to say, she'd never been this litterally fucked.&nbsp; She looked at him and the table, not trusting him a bit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 10:13:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He untied Sarah's hands long enough to bend her over a four legged footstool. He tied each of her wrists to the leg of one footstool before he went for a small stick and spanked her ass, not hard, but more to humiliate her than anything, "I hope this teaches you a lesson about snooping around in other people's business..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 19:45:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tried to pull away from him after he untied her arms, but, as she knew he would, his big body was able to manhandle her onto the footstool.&nbsp; She yelped as he spanked her, trying to pull away from the stool and out of her bonds.&nbsp; She trembled, growling a moment before he spanked her again, damn bastard!!!&nbsp; She yelped as she was hit again, his words reaching her ears.&nbsp; Damn it, she couldn't do anything.&nbsp; Not a damned thing to stop him.&nbsp; Her body trembled as she took it, her helplessness finally beginning to truly sink into her mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-02-2009, 19:24:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;After he finished switching Sarah he untied her wrists from the stool, leading her to the center of the room which had a long piece of rope dangling from the ceiling. He held Sarah's wrists over her head and tied them up, over her head and connected the binding to the long piece of rope. He grabbed a pair of soft nipple clamps from a nearby table as he kissed down the line of her throat, between the vale of her breasts, around each breast before sucking on her left nipple and blowing on it. As soon as that nipple sprang erect he put a soft clamp onto it. He did the same to her right breast before he held up a small remote control with a dial that had eight settings on it.<br><br>&nbsp;He turned the dial to the first settings and the soft clamps hummed to life, vibrating on her nipples...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 15:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he untied her, she didn't fight back.&nbsp; As she felt him taking her to another contraption however, she whimpered, trying to push back and away, but even that was half hearted and easily overcome.&nbsp; She whimpered as he tied her her hands up, her body trembling lightly.&nbsp; What was the man going to do now?&nbsp; Her eyes opened to see the clamps, making her give a startled though muffled yelp.&nbsp; What did he want with those???&nbsp; She tried to move back and away, but the rope was seemingly just the perfect height that she couldn't move far without swinging like a monkey.&nbsp; She trembled as he kissed her, trying in vain not to let the soft kisses affect her even as they seemed to calm her.&nbsp; Her body trembled lightly as he sucked on her nipple, his warm mouth feeling good despite any protests she might have had.&nbsp; Damn the ma-"AAAPHM!"&nbsp; She cried out around the gag as he attatched the clamp to the first nipple, supprised at the feeling.&nbsp; She wiggled about like a nervous filly at the clamp as he began preparing the other nipple, crying out again as it was attached to her body.&nbsp; She was all but jumping about before she actually did jump as the clamps were turned on.&nbsp; Trying to regain her breath, she planted her feet and leaned away as much as the rope allowed her to from the clamps, though it truly did no good.&nbsp; Each vibration sent a lightning bolt deep into her body, making her whimper as her hips wiggled.&nbsp; Damn the man.&nbsp; Damn him to hell, she thought refusing to give in in her mind that this felt good, even as her body gave all the responses to say that it did.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 16:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He smiled, stroking the sides of Sarah's breasts, then cupping his hands underneath and then lifting up. He smiled, and put a line of kisses up from between her breasts, along the left side of her jaw, and flicking his tongue onto her left earlobe. He drove the nipple clamps up to their second highest setting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 17:07:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered and cried out as she felt his lips continue, her body beginning to tremble as he kissed her neck and jaw.&nbsp; She gave a small squeek as he licked her earlobe before she cried out as the clamps vibrated even more.&nbsp; She whimpered and unable to help herself, pushed her chest up towards him, her body trembling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>20-02-2009, 17:11:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He smiled as he kissed down the left side of her jaw, down her neck, between her breasts again, around the outside of her right breast, and then up the line of her neck. He kissed up the right side of her jaw before using his tongue on her right ear, poking the earlobe before sending the clamps to their third setting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 16:27:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out against the gag at his continued attentions, her body trembling before she cried out again at the clamps.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 16:29:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;His tongue continued its ministrations on her earlobe as he slapped the sides of Sarah's breasts and then squeezed them together before cupping underneath each breast and lifting up. He then reached for the remote control and drove the clamps to their third setting. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 19:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She screamed as he set it to the fourth setting, her body trembling violently.&nbsp; She hid her head into his shoulder, a thin sheen of sweat building on her body.&nbsp; The fabric of her panties between her legs becoming moist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>24-02-2009, 16:19:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He held her head against his shoulder and drove the clamps to their fifth setting. His hand went down the line of Sarah's back before squeezing her ass, hard. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>27-02-2009, 17:34:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She screamed louder, her body shaking as her breasts began to ache.&nbsp; The vibrations becoming to strong.&nbsp; Her body pressed against his as he squeezed her ass, another squeel coming from her as he did so.&nbsp; She whimpered as could barely stay on her feet, her legs were becoming so weak as her mind tried to make sense of all the sensations running through her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 06:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He grinned as he drove the clamps to their sixth setting as her body pressed against his. He could feel the vibrations in her nipples as her breasts had been squashed against his frame. His fingers teased through Sarah's hair as his lips teased her left earlobe...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 00:05:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out as the clamps made her breasts ache even worse, the vibrations too strong for her to stand as she whimpered against him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 10:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He smiled gleefully as he drove the clamps up to their seventh setting, before untying Sarah's legs and sliding her panties down her hips...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>04-03-2009, 12:12:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out again as the clamps became painful at the setting, tears stinging her eyes as she found the strength to lean away.&nbsp; She whimpered as she felt him remove her underwear.&nbsp; Trying to tug away from him, but to nothing but painful avail as the rope began to dig into her wrists.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 19:25:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He drove the clamps up to their eighth setting before sliding his left hand down her abdomen. His index finger ran up and down her clit before his middle and index finger entered her folds and started to move around inside her, slowly...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-03-2009, 22:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The clamps vibrations were blissfully beginning to numb after a moment as they were sent up to their highest setting.&nbsp; Her eyes widened as she felt his hand going down her lower body, giving a yelp as he ran a finger over her clit.&nbsp; Her body becoming wet as it knew what was coming dispite her mind's protests.&nbsp; She cried out against her gag, trying to pull away but the rope held her too high, all she managed to do was hold her legs wider for him, a pit to the opposite side of the spectrum of what she wished to do.&nbsp; She gasped as she felt him moving his fingers around her womanhood.&nbsp; Groaning in protesting pleasure as she felt them sink into her and move.&nbsp; She whimpered, fighting her body's urge to push against those fingers, but her wish to do so was still displayed with the swaying of her body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 18:42:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He moved his fingers inside her, faster and faster, harder and harder as time moved on. His free hand alternately squeezed each of Sarah's breasts and cupped them underneath before lifting up and letting them bounce...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>22-03-2009, 18:52:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out against the gag each time her breast was left to bounce, her breath coming in pants through her nose.&nbsp; She couldn't fight it...&nbsp; She just couldn't fight the pleasure as her body came around his fingers.&nbsp; She screamed against the gag as her juices gushed out over his hand and down her thighs, whimpering in humiliation that she came for a man she saw as a bastard.&nbsp; She whimpered, shaking lightly, afraid of what he would be doing next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 19:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;As she gushed out over his hand he smiled before unzipping his trousers while singing the song 'Singing in the Rain'.<br><br>&nbsp;"I'm singing in the rain. Just singing in the rain. Such a glorious feeling, and I'm happy again..." he sang as he moved the clamps settings up and down at random. <br><br>&nbsp;He smacked Sarah's ass as he continued to sing: "I'm happy again.<br>I'm laughing at clouds. So dark up above. The sun's in my heart. And I'm ready for love..."<br><br>&nbsp;As he did so he stroked his hardening manhood before gripping her ass with both hands and pushing into her, first slowly and then faster and faster. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 19:13:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She listened a moment to his singing - how could such a bastard have a nice voice? - before yelping as she saw what he was doing.&nbsp; She shook her head violently, unable to do anything but try and pull against her bindings.&nbsp; But all that did was make her more helpless to his assault.&nbsp; She tried to move away, yelping as he smacked her ass.&nbsp; No, no, nonononono...&nbsp; She cried out trying to get away from him, but couldn't.&nbsp; She screamed as he played with the clamp settings, finally leaving them at a level that she found pleasurable before she yelped as he gripped her ass as he stood in front of her.&nbsp; Seeing what he wanted to do, she cried out, wishing to hell she could kick the hell out of him before screaming as he pushed into her wet passage.&nbsp; She wanted to say it hurt, that she hated it, but even she knew a good cock when she saw one.&nbsp; And as it stretched her just enough to sting, she couldn't help but moan loudly.&nbsp; Her body trembled as he built up the tempo.&nbsp; She gripped the rope that was digging into her wrists, deciding her body was allready going to betray her, all she could do was hold on for the humiliating and pleasure filled ride.&nbsp; She whimpered and writhed as he pushed into her faster and faster, beginning to moan and scream in pleasure as she felt it build.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 08:21:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He kept his thrusts, moving harder and harder, and then reaching under Sarah's breaasts and squeezing and lifting. His pushes came fast and shallow and then slower, but deeper, matching her rhythm...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 14:57:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out in a sob with each thrust before giving a long cry as he began going harder.&nbsp; Why the hell did she have to be raped by such a good fucker?&nbsp; Hard, fast, just the right damned angle...&nbsp; Hell, hell, hell!&nbsp; She gasped as he changed what he was doing, giving a pleasure filled grown at his fast and shallow thrusts before moaning at hard, slow and deep ones.&nbsp; Fuck, she was going to-"AAAAAAMMPHHH," she cried out again at last as her body came for him again, squeezing him hard and dripping her juices onto him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 17:27:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;His pushes continued, faster and faster until she came. And after she came he untied her from the ceiling, retied her hands behind her and led her to a bathroom. He sat her down in the bathtub as he turned the water on to a nice, warm setting...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 17:49:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't notice that he'd cum yet, to lost in her own humiliation of how many times she'd cum under his treatment.&nbsp; She whimpered as he pulled out of her before yelping as he untied her hands, nearly falling before she regained her feet.&nbsp; Damn it, he was tying up her hands again...&nbsp; She went with him to the bathroom, wondering just what the hell he was going to do in there.&nbsp; She was a little nervous about the water in the tub.&nbsp; Tied up as she was, she'd be dependant on him if she slipped and couldn't breath under the water.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 18:03:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He let the water rise to her shoulders as she sat in the tub before letting her soak for a bit. His hand moved to cup her breast under the water and squeezed...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 18:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered as the water continued rising, almost sighing in relief when it stopped.&nbsp; Squeaking as he cupped her breast and squeezed, she had to fight her instincts to move away.&nbsp; Maybe if she'd just enjoy it, things would go along nicer...&nbsp; She didn't know.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-04-2009, 19:51:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He let her soak for a bit before going to a cardboard box on the dresser, "Now when we get you all washed up, we'll play a nice little game of dress the reporter..."<br><br>&nbsp;He held up some of the box's contents. A lacy black thong, a black basque, a garter belt, stockings and heels...<br><br>&nbsp;"Unless, my dear Sarah, you want to be naked..." he said 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 17:53:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her eyes widened at his chice, whimpering before nodding that she'd do as he said.&nbsp; The things weren't THAT bad at least.&nbsp; Giving a decent enough cover - at least for her situation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 18:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He washed her slowly, and sensuously before draining the bath and drying her off. He said, "I'm gonna untie you for a minute, but no funny business. Leave the gag on and put the clothes on, then turn around and put your hands behind your back..." he said.<br><br>&nbsp;He untied her and stood between her and the only door out of the bathroom out of reach...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 18:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a soft whimper as he told her to keep the gag on, she wanted it out damn it!&nbsp; She nodded and did as he said, hoping he'd at least not tie up her legs again as she dressed.&nbsp; She'd break her neck in those heels if she had to hop.&nbsp; Once she'd finished, putting everything on, she stood with her back to him, holding her hands behind her back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 18:47:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(OOC: This is what the glove looks like: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bondage_glove (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bondage_glove)) <br><br>He walked over with a long black leather single glove and inserted Sarah's arms into it and strapped it down tight. The effect was it made her breasts stick out more, and she wasn't exactly a small breasted chick to begin with. <br><br>He removed the gag she wore, long enough to replace it with a red ball gag which he strapped behind Sarah's head. He pulled a leather and lace collar with a silver ring and a deceptively delicate looking silver chain attached to it. He put the collar on Sarah's neck and attached the chain to the ring on the collar before leading her out of the bathroom, walking behind him as he held the chain...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 18:51:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				And another torture device she thought, gasping softly as it corrected her posture.&nbsp; Coughing as he removed her panties from her mouth, she was glad at least that her new gag was somewhat more sanitarry.&nbsp; And easier to bite.&nbsp; For sake of pride however, she did put up a bit of a fight when he tried to put it on, however.&nbsp; She looked down at the collar, not really having a thing against it save for what she knew it meant to him.&nbsp; She gave him a glare before following him out, not bothering to fight back.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 18:58:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He led her down to the living room and sat down in an easy chair, before seating her on a futon nearby. "First we'll relax and watch a movie." he said as he popped a film in, a non-pornographic DVD, "Then I'll teach you a rule. If I tug on the chain, that means get over here on my lap...understood?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 19:04:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a nod, sitting on the futon.&nbsp; Looking at the movie, she was glad they weren't watching another fettish porn...&nbsp; She relaxed back as much as she could on the futon watching the movie.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 19:11:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they watched the movie he gave her chain a sharp tug. As she headed over to him he said, "Do you know that the average man thinks of sex at least once every fifteen minutes?" <br><br>&nbsp;As she headed over he groped Sarah's left breast as she sat down...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 19:16:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She made an annoyed noise as he tugged, taking a moment to remember the new rule.&nbsp; She contemplated seeing what would happen if she didn't follow the rule, but decided, for now, that she'd just go with it.&nbsp; She looked away from him, paying attention to the movie as she sat across his lap as best she could with her arms the way they were.&nbsp; She herself was beginning to feel hungry, anyone that knew her knew she got cranky when she got hungry.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 19:44:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;Once he got her on his lap his hand reached up grope her lace covered breasts and squeeze them one at a time before poking each nipple with his tongue. "As a reward for being so cooperative, here are some snacks, let me feed you..."<br><br>&nbsp;He took the ballgag and loosened it, letting it hang around her neck before giving her a handfull of popcorn...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 19:55:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered as he gropped her breast, tasting her nippled through the lace.&nbsp; Damn it...&nbsp; It was starting to feel good.&nbsp; She looked up as he mentioned food, She spit the gag out when he let it off.&nbsp; Not wanting popcorn all over the place - neat freak she was - she grabbed a piece at a time with her tongue.&nbsp; She looked at him as she ate, "Please don't make me wear the gags anymore..."&nbsp; That was all she said on it, not really expecting him to care or listen as she continued to eat.&nbsp; When she finished with the handful, she waited for the next, or for whatever else he would have waiting.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 20:04:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;He handed her another handful of popcorn and held it before her face. "The gags are part of the deal, dear..." he said, "You are a kidnap victim after all." <br><br>&nbsp;
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 20:08:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave him a pout before taking another bite of popcorn, grabbing onto a piece with her tongue and pulling it in before chewing it up.&nbsp; She licked the salt off her lips ever so often.&nbsp; Maybe if she convinced him there were better things to do with her mouth...&nbsp; In all honesty, she didn't want to do it, but damn it, having stuff stuffed into her mouth was getting annoying.&nbsp; Once she finished that handfull, before he could pull his hand away, she licked his index finger pulling it into her mouth and sucking and licking the salt and butter from the popcorn off with a moan.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 20:15:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Hmm," he said, "You can try and earn the privilage of not being gagged..." <br><br>&nbsp;He let her get onto the futon again as he unzipped his trousers and exposed his hard manhood to her, "OK, now see if you can do something with that reporter mouth of yours..." he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-04-2009, 20:30:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up at him before leaning forewards.&nbsp; Hoping he kept himself clean as she began licking at the tip of him.&nbsp; Lapping at the tip, pointing her tongue and paying special attention to that little slit before she took the head of his cock into her mouth.&nbsp; Sucking and hollowing out her cheeks, she continued laving at the tip of his head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 07:59:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Hmm.." he said as she began her ministrations. He did wash well, in fact having bathed well the night before. As she started her ministrations he was starting to get impressed, but not showing it...yet. He'd wait till she did a little more...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>13-04-2009, 15:04:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moaned around him.&nbsp; Greatful he was clean, all she could taste on him was her own juices from before.&nbsp; Other than that, all male...&nbsp; Salty, slightly bitter, and even slightly sweet male...She took more of him into her mouth, wishing she could use her hands as she sucked.&nbsp; Taking a few minutes of licking and sucking she took him down her throat, her lips to the base of his cock as she licked.&nbsp; She gave a gurgled moan before letting him out to the tip, licking and laving till she took him in again to the hilt.&nbsp; She repeated this over and over for him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>16-04-2009, 20:35:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pushed his hips upward a little, basically fucking inside her mouth as she kept her ministrations. Damn she was good. "Keep this up you might not be gagged for much longer...you've definitely got a career change ahead of you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 18:40:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She whimpered and moaned as he began fucking her mouth, sucking and licking at him.&nbsp; When she felt it was safe to do so, she'd let her teeth drag along his shaft without hurting him before she suckled him again.&nbsp; She'd almost forgotten how good a man tasted...&nbsp; Though, admitedly, she shouldn't have been thinking of him as tasting good.&nbsp; If she were just smart, she'd have bitten him.&nbsp; But she knew she wouldn't be going anywhere bound as she was.&nbsp; Her only choice was to wait it out.&nbsp; And since he was proving himself such an excelent lover in most cases...&nbsp; Why not?&nbsp; Why not enjoy herself? 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:02:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt himself start the pre-come, breathing harder, a few more movements of her mouth caused him to gush forth into her mouth. <br><br>"Very good." he said, "Let's wait on the verdict on no gags...hmm...you're not gonna be gagged...for now. Now for the second test. Let's see how well you dance. Do well and you might earn being out of those restraints...but don't do anything foolish." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:10:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She coughed a little as he came, a few drops trying to go down the wrong pipes before she began swollowing what she could, his cum dripping down her lips and chin and dotting her neck and chest.&nbsp; She licked her lips as she looked up at him, giving a soft pout as he said the verdict was going to have to wait on the gag.&nbsp; The thought of getting out of at least the twenty four hour restraints however, seemed to brighten her up a little bit.&nbsp; At the thought of dancing, she was glad she took a few dancing classes that focused on hip movement.&nbsp; Still licking her lips from time to time, she nodded, waiting for him to untie her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:16:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't do anything foolish." he warned her and then he undid the single glove and put it beside him.<br><br>&nbsp;He still held the chain, about six feet worth, still keeping a foot to himself, to allow for movement...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:23:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No music," she asked, stepping back and raising her arms over her head for a stretch before letting them stay there as she did begin to dance for him.&nbsp; Her back to him, her hips swayed side to side, with just a little 'kick' to them as they reached the destination of one side or the other.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:30:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Oh, how forgetful of me." he said and reached for a remote that started a song that was sensuous and danceable.<br><br>&nbsp;He watched her hips sway, the lines of the thong, the curves of her ass and hips and grinned but suppressed it when she turned. Wanting to make this look as demanding as possible for her...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:35:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled as she heard the music start, begining to move her hips to the beat.&nbsp; As she turned, her hips began to swivel to it, almost undulating as she moved her shoulders so that her breasts would have a slight bouncing quality - something she knew he'd like.&nbsp; She gave her lips a slow and senuous lick as she looked at him, a little discouraged as she didn't see any signs of approval on his face.&nbsp; "Is there anything you would like to see," she asked, bringing down her hands to smooth them over her curves.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:44:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Nothing I've not seen already." he said, sounding bored. But in reality he was turned on by her movements, and it was only one minute into the song. This reporter would definitely be a nice sex slave to have around, but no point in mentioning that just yet...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:49:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come on, there must be something you wish to see," she asked, beginning to dance low, her legs spread as her hips kept moving, her rear almost touching the floor before she slowly moved up again, moving just a little closer.&nbsp; "Tell me and we'll see if I can do it...&nbsp; I'm very...&nbsp; limber," she said, biting her lip and watching him, hoping to see some spark of interest at least in his eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 19:58:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Use your imagination." He said. He was secretly pleased, though not showing it, wanting her to work for the no bindings to her wrists and ankles until bedtime and skimpy coverings always...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>19-04-2009, 20:07:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Perhaps you don't wish to see then," she asked, dancing her way to him till the front of her body moved against his.&nbsp; Her fingers rose up to touch him as she kept her body moving in time to the beat.&nbsp; "Perhaps you want to feel," she asked, lifting up and kissing his chin on her tip-toes.&nbsp; Her hips moved against his, almost as if urging him to dance with her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>26-04-2009, 20:21:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Hmm, maybe you could show me those tits of yours." He said with an affected bored tone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>28-04-2009, 02:00:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pouted, beginning to see his game.&nbsp; That is, before a small and secret little smile hit her lips.&nbsp; Well, if he wanted to play, she could play...&nbsp; She bit her lower lip, putting those belly dancing lessons to work, she continued to push her hips against his, moving them in a repetative swivvel as she bent over backwards a bit, about 15 degrees off of a 90 degree angle as she reached back and undid her bra before pulling it off of herself.&nbsp; She gave him a smile, "Hm?"&nbsp; She brought her body up after a moment before rubbing against him again touching one of his hands, she brought it up to her breast as she continued to dance.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>05-05-2009, 18:51:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He squeezed the breast and smiled saying, "You might just be on your way towards earning not being bound, at least when we're not asleep..." <br><br>He was convinced she'd won already, but he was gonna definitely play hard to earn for a little while longer...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 05:03:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, still gyrating her hips against his as she began dancing around him, rubbing her rear against him before turning about him.&nbsp; Grinding her hips against his still from behind him, she wrapped her arms around his chest.&nbsp; Feeling his strong muscles before her fingers started going lower down, going to the edge of his pants.&nbsp; Her fingers caressed and rubbed the skin there, not going any further as she waited for some sort of permission.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>11-05-2009, 11:26:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Don't do anything foolish. But go and see what those hands are capable of..." he said, "This is a 'final test' if you will. Do well at this, Sarah and you won't have any other bonds while awake save for the chain and collar, which are non-negotiable..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 17:29:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled, pushing down his covering so that his hardness could bounce out.&nbsp; Pushing down low enough so that she could reach his sac with ease, she gave his base a squeeze using her pointer finger and thumb.&nbsp; She used her other hand to gently rub the skin of his balls before giving them a gentle squeeze as well.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>12-05-2009, 19:18:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smiled at Sarah's minstrations. "Very good, now the determination of your bonds rests on how well you service me..." he said with a smile. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>13-05-2009, 03:18:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled behind his back, kissing the back of his neck as her fingers further exploring his cock and sac.&nbsp; Her fingers gently manipulated the skin of his sac while her other hand began feeling the veins of his cock before she wrapped her hand around him as well as she could and began stroking him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>31-05-2009, 08:31:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;"Good..." he said, as Sarah continued her ministrations, actually she was doing a superb job so far but he was gonna make her work for that little privilage. His shaft hardened and then he could feel her fingers tracing veins. "Very good..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 22:53:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave his sac a gentle squeeze as her other hand rubbed up and down his cock, stroking him gently.&nbsp; "Just tell me...&nbsp; If I start rubbing too hard for you," she told him, increasing her hold on him as she stroked him with a firmer grip that grew a little harder at intervals till he said it was too hard.&nbsp; Going back to the roughness she'd used just before he said that.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 02:42:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're doing great." he said as she continued her stroking. His manhood got harder still as she started to increase her hold.<br><br>"Very nice. Very hot..." he said. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Milanthe</strong> on <strong>03-06-2009, 14:31:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gave a soft moan as her body pressed against his back, her fingers continuing to rub and hold him, working him towards his release.&nbsp; Her nipples pressed hard against his back, and she could feel her body becoming wet and wanting, it took all she could not to grind against him for her own need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Politics As Usual</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RoleplayingMale</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 04:56:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel the reporter's bare breasts against his back as she continued stroking him. He could feel his hardened member getting stroked harder and harder and could feel the pre-cum start coming out...
			</dd>
		</dl>
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