Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)
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				Title: <strong>Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyubey</strong> on <strong>11-05-2011, 19:47:29</strong>
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				Geoffrey (http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/115/b/6/manga_coloring__badou_nails_by_GaaraPwnsSasuke.png)-Matthias (http://www.anime-planet.com/images/characters/badou_nails_2036.jpg) O'Toole (http://img3.lln.crunchyroll.com/i/spire1/01d6bb459736c9b1d3077e9e8fa320541249082219_full.png)<br><br>Vivian (http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/14900000/Saeko-Busujima-highschool-of-the-dead-14993991-800-1139.jpg) Grey (http://www.flash-screen.com/free-wallpaper/uploads/201010/thus/1286527698_470x353_saeko-busujima.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynette</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 02:45:22</strong>
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				<em><br>The room was cold, sending prickles of goosebumps over the Heiresses young, exposed skin. What could the Kidnappers have wanted, stripping her down to her panties and bra then leaving her bound and gagged in an abandoned room? </em><br><br>Vivian twisted her head, trying to see if the gag was tied tightly enough. It cut into the corners of her mouth, depressing her tongue and muffling the faint calls for help she tried to make. Her master was a good master- encouragement needed or no.<br><em><br>The door open and the young captive twisted around desperately to see who it was holding her so cruelly captive. A man stood in the door way- his hair long and red- an eye patch over one eye. She shivered to the core of her being- here was the man who had trapped and bound her. He was standing there now- gloating over his prize. What would he do to her next?</em><br><br>The ropes cut into her wrists as she shifted to look at her master. He was standing in the door way after the hour of neglecting her, just as agreed. The tingles and pin pricks of her hands and feet going numb were indications enough of that. But why wasn’t he coming in? <br>Vivian tried to beckon him forward with her eyes. She was right in the middle of the story and was already very excited. He wasn’t about to ruin this for her!<br><br>"C'mun" she muttered. Why was her master always so slow at these things? It had taken forever to convince him that he wanted to tie her up and then only in her undergarments. Didn't he understand she was doing this for him too?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyubey</strong> on <strong>17-05-2011, 15:20:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">He wasn't quite sure what to do next. he just came home noticing her clothes on the bed, neatly folded with a little note on the table. What that note read he remembered quite well, detailing a story she had typed out last night about how a Millionaire's daughter, upon the death of her father, was made the heiress of a vast fortune and was thus kidnapped by a ruthless, serial killer who had taken interest in her and would torture her in sensual yet creative ways. Given how he had just returned from work forced to play bondage with his 'girlfriend' it was no surprise he had stayed outside of the room for quite a bit.<br><br>He had arrived just an hour ago, though he was careful in opening the door. Witnessing his fiancee Vivian bound up atop his bed, hands bound to her back, a black cloth used as a cleavegag over her mouth as she writhed, glaring at him as if she really was Michelle Von Seckendorff, the Heiress in their little Bondage Roleplay. Of course he stammered a bit, blushing as he looked over Vivi's luscious curves, her slender body showing no blemish. Silky pink lingerie a stark contrast to her lightly sun-kissed fair skin, violet locks flowed smoothly over her back as she struggled softly, beckoning him out of character to play along.<br><br><strong>"Wah?! Me?"</strong> Geoffrey responded in kind, gulping as he looked towards the young lady. Was he supposed to play a lustful, perverted kidnapper who would then do anything he desired to a young lady stripped to her undergarments if she acted up in any way. Given how she had now glared at him like such, he knew he had to act somehow. She was slightly flustered, nipples making a slight imprint onto her pink brasserie. She always did like being helpless, that one time she was bound beneath her clothing sent her to euphoric Ecstasy when she went into the girl's washroom, presumably fondling herself, images of her being exposed and gang raped in mind, he presumed.<br><br>Regardless, he had to act. <strong>"S-so....you're the young Heiress...r-right?"</strong> he stammered out, barely able to look confident saying it, <strong>"You look mighty hot in t-that...Lingerie...mind if I cool you off b-by taking it out?"</strong> given his acting, it may have spoiled the mood the moment he spoke. What a bad master, he really needed to be beaten to truly try harder than this!</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynette</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 21:23:59</strong>
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				It was difficult to fight the desire to roll her eyes as her master stammered out his first line. Yes, he was attractive- devilishly so. And yes, he was good with his hands and his knot work was a work of art (the thought of that sent a slight blush to her cheeks). Perhaps one of these days, she would actually convince him to tie her up. He had never been able to resist her ‘persuasions’ long, especially when she eventually pulled out her boken. <br><br>If her master didn’t step up his game, he was going&nbsp; to regret it later tonight.&nbsp; She tried to convey the order with a glare and her master seemed to understand- somewhat.<br><strong><br>"S-so....you're the young Heiress...r-right? You look mighty hot in t-that...Lingerie...mind if I cool you off b-by taking it out?"</strong><br><br>That was it. Her master might have refused her subtle suggestions to attend the acting class their school was offering in the past, but he didn’t have a choice now. She would drag him to those classes by his hair if necessary! And she would stay and make sure he practiced those lines until he didn’t sound like such an idiot. What proper master would linger in the doorway when he had a helpless victim tied up on his bed- unable to stop him if he went through on his threat to remove her last vestige of modesty or-<br><br>Fully immersed back in the story of her own imagination, Vivian sent one last glare at the man. He was going to follow up on his mangled lines or he was going to pay tonight. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Willing Slave, Unwilling Master (Lynette X QB)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kyubey</strong> on <strong>20-05-2011, 21:52:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"Guihihi~!"</strong> Geoffrey gasped out incoherently when she glared at him, eyebrows arched down to express her silent anger. Or was she just acting in character, as a feisty&nbsp; Heiress who was all bark but no bite? As much as he hoped and wished that it were the latter, he knew better than to expect that she'd take it kindly. Time and time again he promised he would give it his all, looking back he seemed almost cocky convincing her that he didn't need acting classes. Was he just trying to stave it off to show that he was alright without it? Truth be told, Vivi could be so...intrusive and almost manipulative. Though many young boys in his Age would definitely not mind being dominated by the most voluptuous yet sharp-tongued young lady in school, did they really know the price they had to pay? Being coerced into bondage, staying up late all night studying the art of the ropes, but woe be to the soul she decides to punish. The mere thought of his last punishment sent a chill to his spine. Has his bruise near the pelvis healed yet? She hits with such ferocity that she could turn even a mere feather duster into something for him to fear. Not to mention she would use her Bamboo blade for this if he disobeyed...was he in the mood for rib fractures again?<br><br>Galvanized from his fear and the myriad of horrifying thoughts revolving around punishment, he moved slower, faking a crude smile, though from her vantage it would seem convincing. Atleast, he hoped.<strong> "Silky Black, hm? W-wearing it for someone?"</strong> he asked, smiling menacingly <em>(Though in his opinion it makes him look like some sort of a creeper)</em> <strong>"Wearing it hoping someone would look...m-much less...f-feel it?"</strong> his voice cracking, his hands moved slowly towards her breasts, up close he even began to sweat near his forehead. Times like these make others think that he was gay. Why would he hesitate? Was it because of his concern for her? Was it his objection to bondage? It wasn't that he hated it, but...He just...<br><br>For now, his hand weakly groped her left breast, hoping it'd be enough. He shuddered a bit, somewhat shaking from merely feeling her lovely, promiscuous breasts. <strong>"H...H-hiiiii! P-please don't hurt me!"</strong> he begged, falling on his knees, hands together, begging to her. He just snapped, and he hoped she wouldn't either.</span></span>
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