The book of Arathea's kisses
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				Title: <strong>The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 12:35:59</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg5177703#msg5177703">Quote from: Miroque on 08-09-2011, 12:12:36</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>-Arathea-</strong><br>As she stumbled on the bed, she winched an bit.<strong> "Sir.. I dont know.. "</strong> still keeping her face away form his.<strong> "Please.. be gentle.. "</strong> She laid her back at the bedsheet, clinching her fists on the cover.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>The man pushed her, without even trying to kiss her or soothe her fears in any other way.<br>"Oh, I will, my little witch", he promised. He was removing his clothes quite rapidly, with deft motions. In this heat, there wasn't many clothes on him, either, so he was soon naked. Then he looked at her.<br>"I'll be gentle. You might even like it!"<br>His hand reached for her hips and gently touched the thigh, slowly gliding upwards.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 12:40:58</strong>
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				Arathea bit her lower lip, and raised her left leg ove the bed, as if trying to protest, but offering much more alluring sight, her hands still by her sides, griping at the bedsheet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 12:44:58</strong>
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				The man either wasn't fooled, or didn't care. His hand brushed her leg aside with a touch on the length of her inner thigh. His manhood was erect, but he was still staying away from her, as if hesitating.<br>But then he put his knee on the bed and slowly bended, now using both his hand to play with the sensitive skin of her thighs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 12:50:16</strong>
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				Arathea tried to roll from under him, failing to get her strength in it, and sighed and tried to cover her face in faked shame.<br><strong>"please.. sir.. "</strong> Her breathing was shallowing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 12:54:30</strong>
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				"Sure", the man nodded. "If you're asking me so nicely, I shall give you what you want..."<br>His hands snaked upwards, reaching her breasts, and gripped them tightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 13:12:31</strong>
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				Her voice trembling, as she pledged<strong> "aw.. your hurting me.. "</strong> her back arched slightly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 13:16:53</strong>
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				His brows furrowed, looking almost concerned.<br>"Really, am I? I should be more gentle with your tits then, shouldn't I?"<br>His thumbs passed over her nipples, teasing them, and slowly made circles over the sensitive skin around them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 13:24:27</strong>
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				Arathea squirms under him, as he teases her nipples, breathing turning more shallower.<strong>"yes.. sir.. gentler..please"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 13:36:09</strong>
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				"Ah", he sighs. "Can't be much more gentle with those hands... but I have an idea".<br>He leans forward, slowly approaching his face to her breast. At first, she could only feel his hot breath over her skin.<br>Then a wet, hot mouth closed around the place where his hand was minutes ago.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 13:42:42</strong>
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				She places her left hand behind his head, as to push it deeper towrd her brest and to get good hold of his hair, while her right hand, seeks his hand, placing it&nbsp; over her pussy. All the time whispering in her native tongue, that sounds like animal noises.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 14:33:16</strong>
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				The sucking gets more intense, or at least stronger, the moment he feels her hand in his hair. And his hair glides lightly, touching around her pussy and feeling her warmth.<br>Slowly, careful enough to not cause her pain if she's dry, his hand glides near her folds, with his fingers looking for a way inside. Whether wet or not, his hand stops there for a mere moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>10-09-2011, 17:29:21</strong>
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				Arathea was far from dry. Her indoctrination in the hands of the Kang warlord had conditioned her body to react with stimuli very easily. Her breathing turning hot and shallow, as she was getting into the act of physical lovemaking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 01:20:21</strong>
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				As if encouraged by her wetness, the fingers snake their way inside her...<br>Then he starts moving his hand, finger-fucking her, slowly at first, while still sucking at the nipple. Then the mouth leaves her breast and starts to go down slowly, almost crawling over her stomach and leaving a hot, wet trace behind.<br>His member is fully erect now, she can see, and the hand starts moving faster.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 20:51:17</strong>
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				Arathea arches her back, while moaning under his hands. She dont give in to the feeling, even she knows it would be easy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 15:22:53</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not quite the dreaded one-liner, but not much removed from it, either.</div></div>While Arathea is wriggling under his hand's ministration, the other hand hooks her thigh. Then the hand that was entertaining her suddenly pulls out and grabs the same place. Pulling, he turns her to the wall, and lies behind her back.<br>She can now feel how his member is looking for entrance to her wet hole.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>20-09-2011, 16:13:56</strong>
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				Arathea leaned her body against the wall, submissively following his wordless orders. She tried to hold on to the mental&nbsp; state where she was in control, but found out, that her time as Kang´s slave had left its marks on her soul. She knew, should she not kiss him soon, she might slip into her slavemind, something that to her, was fate worst that death.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>24-09-2011, 14:02:13</strong>
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				At the end, the man seemingly lost patience. He pulled Arathea's leg sideways, lifting it to provide better access, then grabbed his member to get better control.<br>And then he lifted himself upwards, finding his way inside her. It's good she's already wet, for he seems like he would have penetrated her even were she not ready.<br>She can feel his breath on the back of her neck, as his teeth are lightly nibbling it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>25-09-2011, 07:01:43</strong>
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				She gasped from the first brutal thrust, arching her back moaning softly. She felt her mind slipping into the her slavemind.<strong> "Master.. please be gentle.. "</strong> She maidenhood was intact, from the extensive use of her healing powers, and she knew men loved to stole virginity.<br><br>She started to get into the rythm, waitting him to bust through her hymen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 15:05:40</strong>
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				"Gentle?", he chuckled behind her back. "Maybe I will be..."<br>And with that, he slammed through her hymen, as if not expecting it to be in place. Or maybe he didn't care. Or both.<br>His thrusts started pounding her, with a slowly accelerating rhythm. At the same time, his hands were wrapped around her, keeping her in place. And he was gripping her breasts tightly enough to be almost painful.<br>Maybe the goal was to use that pain to distract her from the other pain below.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">What's with the red text again?</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>10-10-2011, 18:23:29</strong>
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				Arathea started to moan in pain and in pleasure, when she was ravaged by the man, who were her prey. As her hymen was broken, she was slipping deeper in to her slavemind, aiming only to please the man and his needs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>20-10-2011, 01:22:38</strong>
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				The man doesn't seem to mind. He reaches to grab her hair and pulls her head up. And he uses this hold to drive her deeper onto his shaft.<br>"Oh... you're a virgin, then? Well, you were!", he chuckles.<br>"Is that gentle enough for you, my beauty?", he adds ironically.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>21-10-2011, 00:08:30</strong>
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				<strong>"Yes sir.. this one hurts.. but this one dont mind.. as its here only to please.."</strong> She found herself saying, but deep in her mind, she tried to fight agianst the submission. She felt humiliated and yet, fullfilled. Womanly...even she knew she had been raped many times, in the hands of many men.. yet the magic was the cure, making her pure again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>27-10-2011, 09:22:27</strong>
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				The man that's pounding her hesitates, or at least it seems so. And then Arathea feels him shrugging it off - as his hands that are gripping her betray his motions - and the pounding continues. Her words didn't seem to have any effect.<br>Jalwak really has a one-track mind, it seems. That might be a good thing or a bad thing. Right now, it makes for him concentrating on fucking her.<br>That, in itself, might be a good or a bad thing, too.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>30-10-2011, 20:25:21</strong>
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				<strong>Arathea</strong> started to feel the burning in her loins reaching her nerve centers and was beginning to cum, while being forcefully fucked. She let out an wailing moan, as <strong>Kang´s</strong> had loved when she squiled under them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 09:23:37</strong>
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				The man kept fucking her, and started cumming with a groan. With a few powerful strokes, he finished, spilling his seed inside her, before slumping. He was still behind her, but now not moving and breathing heavily. His grip had relaxed, too, and his member was pulsating. It was probably soon going to get flaccid.<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">After your next post we'll be back to the thread to see how things have changed during this time.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 09:32:08</strong>
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				As her own exctasy started to diminish, and she knew that the man had got what he wanted, she remembered why she had thrown herself to him.<br><br><strong>Arathea</strong> turned under the man and caressed his chest with her sharp nails and fingertips, begoning an kiss.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 16:07:32</strong>
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				The man looks, well, spent. He doesn't move to kiss her, but neither does he move away. Seems like she really rocked his world.<br>"You were full of surprises indeed", he manages to tell.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Miroque</strong> on <strong>15-11-2011, 16:30:04</strong>
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				Blushing form the compliment, she burries her head at the man´s chest feeling quite spend, humiliated and fullfilled at the same time. <strong>"Sir, I aim only to please."</strong> She says with weakened voice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The book of Arathea's kisses</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thufir Hawat</strong> on <strong>19-11-2011, 08:35:33</strong>
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				He bends down and grabs her shoulders before kissing her front.<br>"And you did well!", his voice is back to normal. But there's now something like a good-natured intonation in it. "You could even continue to do so! If you do, I will be good with you, too".<br>He holds her in her place as he raises and starts to dress. His back is towards her while he's putting his weapon belt. Not because he seems ashamed, you realize, but purely because the belt was there.<br>"You want to come with me and tell me where you're from? How did a Dhuna end up here? And what's your real name?"
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