Instruction (Rayve13 & SubmissiveMia)
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Rayve13 on 26-01-2007, 21:26:42</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 21:26:42</strong>
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				John sat quietly in his chair, enjoying a cup of coffee as he considered his options and reflecting on hte previous evening. <br><br>He had found the girl last night as he drove home. He almost hadn't stopped, but something about her, some spark of...potential, made him break his usual habit and pick her up. In talking to her, his feeling had been confirmed. This girl needed guidance, guidance of the sort that only someone like him could provide. And so he had brought her in, taken her to a room, and let her fall asleep. He had then removed every stitch of clothing from her, other than a leather collar, and now all he awaited was for her to wake up and come to greet her teacher properly attired for the first stage of her education.<br><br>(http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Rayve13/johnny_nitro.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 22:27:15</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/54/Pic1.jpg)</div><br>Slowly did Mia awake in the bed. Her head hurt, her mouth felt funny. She had met someone, that much she did remember... but what happened then. Flashes of memories passed but none seemed to stay long enough for her to actually be able to recall anything. All that was where a memory of a white smile... a smile on a man...<br>Then she noticed that she had no clothes on and she sat strait up in her bed startled. She had something on her neck and her hands moved to feel what it was... a leather collar... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 22:53:41</strong>
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				John hears a bit of stirring in the bedroom, and decides maybe it's time to check on his new pupil. He had no idea what she'd been doing before he found her, but she hadn't been in very good shape. Nothing permanent, but definately feeling something.<br><br>He reaches down beside his chair and picks up a short leather riding crop. He gives it a gentle swish through the air before tucking it into the back of his jeans. He considers the shirt hung over the back of the chair, and decides not to bother quite yet as he stands.<br><br>It's only a brief walk down the hall, and he pokes his head into the room to see if the girl is awake and aware yet. Seeing her move, he figures she's at least awake.<br><br>"And how are we feeling this morning?" he asks cheerfully, trying to determine the answer to the second question.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 22:57:20</strong>
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				Mia was just about to stand up as the door opened and the <em>man</em> entered... the man who had taken her, that much she knew. Immediatly she was on her feet forgetting that she was completly nude up to that point which caused her to cover herself up the best she could... she really was in a <em>physically</em> good shape.<br><br>"Who are you? Where are this place?" She almost shouted at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>26-01-2007, 23:02:27</strong>
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				He decides to ignore the first question for now and focus on hte second.<br><br>"You're in my home. You seemed...out of it last night. Drunk, high, I'm not sure. Couldn't very well leave you wandering out alone, now could I? I only want to help you."<br><br>He smiles to her, wanting her to relax a little. After all, this should be a happy occassion. After all she had said to him last night, about not knowing who she was or what she was meant to be, she should love the fact that he was going to answer those questions for her. But of course, she didn't know that yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>28-01-2007, 07:18:02</strong>
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				Desperatly Mia tried to remember... yesterday? She had no memory of yesterday at all, not what she remembered anyway. Still covering up she slowly sat down on the bed, the collar forgotten at the moment.<br><br>"Thanks..." She muttered... she was uncertain if she should thank him but if it was as he said then he might have saved her from some really nasty buisniss. Then something occured to her.<br><br>"Where are my clothes?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>28-01-2007, 19:36:37</strong>
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				"Oh, they were in a wholy inappropriate state," he says, the smile never wavering as he looks her over, growing more and more comfortable with his choice. Clearly it had been no accident that he happened to find her last night. Destiny had brought her to him, to strip away whatever idiocy the world had pumped into her and replace it with a more...proper attitude.<br><br>"I'm afraid they are gone. We'll see about finding you something more appropriate soon enough. There's food in the kitchen if you're hungry."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 13:32:51</strong>
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				No clothes... alright, could have been worse... she had been in worse before. <br><br>"Thank you... I think I should." She looked around the room trying to see anything to put on as she didn't find anything she finally asked.<br><br>"May I... have something to put on." Just forced to ask made her blush even worse, if he just wanted to stop looking at her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>29-01-2007, 21:39:30</strong>
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				He looks pained for a moment, though whether it's from her lack of trust, her lack of insight, or just regret it's hard to tell.<br><br>"Sorry, but there's nothing available that suits you at the moment. Here, you go to the kitchen, and I'll see what I can find in my room. The kitchen's down the hall to your left. And try not to be embaressed; you have an exceptional body."<br><br>He steps out and goes to his room, listening for her steps in the hall. She probably won't notice the dog bowl full of cereal on the floor with the name "Slut" written on it that he'd set out for her, but hopefully the leash he was going to bring in to her would help her get the picture.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 06:35:43</strong>
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				"Ok... no clothes..." She muttered to herself when he was out of the room. Slowly she stood and walked up to the door. She felt very exposed at the moment and she was starting to have extremely bad vibes about all of this, it was then she re-discovered the collar. She started to brush her fingers over it and a mental image appeared over what it was... it turned her blood into ice. She tried to remove it, failed and by now she was starting to get afraid... really afraid. She left the room, looked left and right then began to search for a way to get out from the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>30-01-2007, 16:27:12</strong>
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				Once he heard her leaving the room, he peeked carefully out of his doorway, avoiding her gaze and watching her lithe form as she looked around. The look in her eyes told him that realization was starting to dawn on her, and he mentally reviewed that he had sealed the doors with combination locks. The wondows didn't open anyway, so unless she wanted to dive through hte glass, there was no out there.<br><br>He sighed a little. While breaking a girl into her true purpose was generally a rather enjoyable process, it always pained a little at how they wanted to refuse to accept their place.<br><br>He then steps out into the hall, the leash in one hand and his crop in the other. "I thought you were going to be going to the kitchen. It's not nice to ignore a command like that."<br><br>He closed the distance between the two of them as he spoke, and lashed the crop out with blinding speed, striking her rear with a sharp sound.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 09:53:56</strong>
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				Mia had never any time to react, suddenly he just was where holding that crop and leash. The switch hit her just on the right spot leaving a red mark on her round butt. Immediately she jumped and screamed out in pain and surprise.<br><br>“Wh-what are you doing?” She gaped, her hand going back to feel her pained behind, backing away from him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>31-01-2007, 21:16:22</strong>
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				He moves with her, not letting her get far from him as he reaches out with his other hand, clasping the leash on her collar with a single deft motion. It's a chain leash, nothing breakable even though it's thin.<br><br>"I'm helping you realize your potential," he says quietly, quite close to her, "I'm solving all your worries and concerns, everything you complained about last night. All you have to do is learn to follow directions, to be the good little whore I know you have inside you, and then everything will be much simpler, much more fulfilling."<br><br>He can feel himself stiffen inside his jeans as he tells her, as he feels her warmth near him, resistant but pliable.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 11:50:40</strong>
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				He grabs hold of her, holding the collar she has around her neck forcing her to take a step closer towards him. Her heart is racing, she didn’t want this, she wanted out of this. Not knowing what that made it happen, if it was the comment he made about she was a whore, if it was the physical abuse when he switched her ass or if it was the physical threat he put her through as he took hold of her… whatever it was she snapped and lashed out in anger and sheer panic clawing at him with her long nails, screaming, trying to kick him…
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>01-02-2007, 16:32:38</strong>
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				A gash opens in his cheek as her nails rake his face, and his eyes narrow alarmingly. As Mia raises her leg for a kick, John grabs her by the knee, holding it up as his heel slips behind her other leg, forcing her to her knees, eye level with his crotch, barely covered by his jeans now.<br><br>"That simply won't do at all," he says quietly as the hand not holding the leash, having dropped the crop for the moment, finds her hair and twists it painfull, forcing her gaze up.<br><br>"Consider this. Last night I found you with no underwear, clearly intoxicated, and all you could talk about was that you didn't know who you are, but you liked to have a good time. Consider what that says about your character. You are going to learn to embrace your inner slut, and love yourself for what you truly are: a whore."<br><br>He releases her hair and delivers a ringing slap to her cheek, meanwhile wrapping the chain leash around his other hand, giving her only a foot or two of movement range.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>05-02-2007, 15:38:14</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>05-02-2007, 15:48:19</strong>
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				Mia had no chance of preventing what was coming for her, one moment she was attacking head on the next she was on her knees held fast by him. He yanked her hair back forcing her head back, forcing her to look up on him and she was just about to tell him what he could do with what he thought of her when he hit her cheek which caused her to fall to the floor her head spinning. When she came to she felt the leash, this time she was on the floor, the collar now straining her throat which she knew caused a burning between her legs… she could feel her excitement over this and tried again to get up, lying down she could do nothing against him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>05-02-2007, 16:39:20</strong>
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				Using his free hand he unzips his pants, letting them fall to the floor and exposing his manhood, already growing erect at the sight of her on the floor, the red mark livid against the pale skin of her cheek. As he steps free of his pants, still keeping the leash taut, he brings his hand up to his face, tracing the bloody line in his cheek before reaching down and wiping the blood on her forehead.<br><br>"Now, you are mine. Paid for in blood," he says as he smiles down at her, a veritable angel of pain and degredation, "and I can see your body is starting to understand, even if your mind refuses."<br><br>His toe finds her moist sex, tracing it lightly for an instant before he starts to pull on the leash, dragging her back to her knees by her throat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mia</strong> on <strong>06-02-2007, 22:46:42</strong>
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				Mia stares at his member as it gets free from his pants, trying to get away from him but finds... again that the leash makes it impossible. She can't really grasp what he is doing and her eyes are fixated on his privates to a degree that she totally miss that his toe comes up behind her until he actually touches her cunt with it... that contact makes her to flinch which causes the leash to yank her neck. The second after she is pulled down on the floor, down on her knees...forced by the leash... already she can feel her cunt start to run... juices flowing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>07-02-2007, 00:27:46</strong>
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				"You may kiss it," he says simply, pulling her face close to his cock as his toe once again finds her cunny, tracing the outer labial lips firmly and flicking the center as well before pressing inwards, entering her sex, being coated with her juices.<br><br>Things were running quite according to plan. Her body was revealing her nature as a sexual being to her. But the less of submission would be longer in coming. But that was the joy of it; slowly coaxing out the inner whore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Instruction (Rayve13 &amp; SubmissiveMia)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rayve13</strong> on <strong>11-02-2007, 19:18:57</strong>
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