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Maybe I should add that I'd like an SS bj pose as well, no offense intended but tgirls give the best blowjobs.
If this is disputed… I can offer myself as a test subject… fair and impartial… :
though if too tight a descion I may need resampling….
definitely… here are the choisec complied by Ruyka a little while ago:
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– hot tub / Bar / Changing room / Living room / Kitchen / Bathroom/Shower : TrekmanalphaPage 6 :
– Parc / Beach / Car Park / Football pitch : knickerlessPage 7 :
– Air plane : Alstottpage 13 :
– Hospital room : Islandsunpage 14 :
– Sauna / Fireplace / Théater : alstott * – Wooded area / Car : Ardeurpage 15 :
– Fairy forest : Sinnn * – Backyard : alstott * – Restaurant : TightFit74page 16 :
– Art studio : Bear * SM room : Larry 73page 17 :
– Transportation office : Islandsunpage 18 :
– Cave/Waterfall : alstott * A pipe : Larry 73page 19 :
– A train : alstottpage 21 :
– Gym room : alstottpage 22 :
Church : alstottpage 27 :
– Spaceship : alstott ( i prefer the one with view on earth )page 30 :
– Glory hole room / Tropic room : Bearpage 33 :
– Barbershop : TightFit74 * – Spa : Loverpage 34 :
– Strip room : Hentaiboypage 35 :
– Mirror room : Rukyapage 36 :
– Sacrifice shrine : Rukyapage 37 :
– Orgy room / Peeping tom : gib1975 * – Cemetery : hentaiboypage 46 :
– Park hut : Hentaiboypage 47 :
– Pool : Loverpage 50 :
– BBQ room : TightFit74page 53 :
– Jail cell : NewGurl
with so many perhaps a 2 stage poll for folks to whittle the list…. I removed a couple we saw come to light the cabin and yachtAs I return to the bar the time seems perfect… Jayc and Stone dancing lost too each other as usual. I slip out back, moving to Pachi’s cage, dropping the night bolt to secure him in the cage. Satisfied he is safe and secured I slip back into the bar, reaching into my back pocket for the Tights flyer, and roll it into a tight straw. Grabbing the first woman I see and spinning her out into the dance floor.. . We glide thru the crowd even with her objections fairly loud at my presumptions… I was counting on that. We bump into Jayc and Stone,… disrupting their dance. I instinctively reach out… steadying Stone… as Jayc eyes me.. I give him a wink and a nod. The turn to my partner and escort her apologizing of my abrupt behavior, leaving the straw formed flyer behind me neatly slipped into Stones magic flute in the brief chaos of the moment
I slide back against a wall near the offices watching carefully what developes on the floor. Jayc leans in whispering something to Stone. I can see her beam, nod… and they break as Jayc moves off to the bar. Stone holds that grin of anticipation as she wanders back towards the office… pausing briefly at the door as she glances back towards Jayc.
I slip a couple of zip ties between my teeth and then reach back to pull the item bulging in the rear pocket. Palming the ball gag as I close in on my target. I pounce quick… one arm grabbing her around the waist lifting her from her feet as I cover her mouth with the other working the ball easily between her surprised gasp.
We fall back into the office and I kick the door closed behind us spinning with her across the room to the desk. She bites on my fingers. Eliciting a curse as I yank my fingers away. Her response is immediate as she reaches back grabbing her flute, bringing it to her lips frantically trying to play to Pachi . The shock of it’s soundless response. With the air holes blocked by the paper it makes task easier to reach about and grab her wrists, securing a zip tie then yanking her arms behind her to bind her .my pull the back and slide the straps of the gag over her head.. She fights me ,… no doubt terrified and we grapple briefly, but her lithe frame no match for my power… I work her wrists behind her back,,, and moments later have the zip ties securing her arms behind her.
I spin her around… let her eyes meet my resolve in this as I slip the bandana off my neck whispering…
“Oh I have so looked forward to this….”
Wrapping the bandana over her eyes and tying it off. Now blinded… gagged and secured as I lift her to the desk leaving her trembling. I pause and reach in to my pocket pulling out two more items I place on the desk before pulling away.
Whispering as I move…“I’ll be right back…”
I cross back the door, my intent now that what to follow is not to be interrupted..
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I pull her skirt down to her ankles,…In the desk drawer i find a feather and begin to tease her legs and thighs tracing the outline of her legs,…
Reaching into my pocket i pull out a pair of very sharp scissors and cut her panties off and pull the cut silky fabric off her body and toss them in the trash.
Stone is writhing in terror and anger.
I lean close to her ear and whisper “Sometimes you get the Bear, sometimes the Bear gets you”,
She collapses in relief as she hears the voice of her lover. I remove the bandana and gag and smile at her wickedly, cut her loose and give her a deep kiss and whisper “your quite lucky the Bear is a gentleman and is out side watching the door letting us have some quality time together. and kiss her again deeply and place the 2 charms the bear and the stone into her hand.
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I stand guarding the door…insuring Jayc and Stone of their privacy in their moment not that any might approach as I carry a menacing look on my face at the moment. But for one… Brandy sweeps towards the office making to push politely by me before my arm snaps out to the door jam blocking her path..
My eyes narrow as I speak to her, “I don’t think you should go in there at the moment.”
She gives me baffled look… then eyes widen as she hears the soft feminine cries from within of Stones voice.
“Again?… Those two are like rabbits. And just what are you doing here?….”
Her eyes fall on me suspicious and wary. I turn slow to her backing her against the wall as my other arm reaches out to the wall behind her cutting off her escape. I lean whisper…. Knowing sooner or later Stone will find her two charms setting there on the desk and spill that to Brandy
“Three down … two to go”
And I pull away,… crossing arms in patience as I resume my duty at the door, …smiling as I hear the two lovers find their joy in each other.
(and thanks to Jayc for adding his own words to this…letting that smile dip into a devilish smug grin)
are we going to close these threads and start new ones for idea collection?
bumping an old idea… hoping to seek new input…
The hard release takes my breath away, and I slouch there momentarily against the wall reaching down to run my fingers through Hentasi’s hair as my juices are milked from me, dripping now across her body. Those eyes that had held innocence flamed now of a desire within, HB seemed almost breathless, those eyes betraying a need yet unfilled.
I reach down, sliding the blouse completely off., bending to take a kiss from those cum smeared lips. Fingers still stroked along my semi erect shaft… keeping it looping there in its heavy preparation. I reach down and guide Henatai to her feet… pulling behind as I whisper….
“Both hands on the wall”, not really requesting… my hands taking Heantai’s leading them to where I want positioned. Hentai hands are stretched to the corners… back arched,… hips jutting “Keep them there… do not move… ..” My bulk leaning over HB as my hands slip down,,, reach around and loosen the shorts… peeling them slowly along the firm rounds of the buttocks… my hands run slow… grazing along the firm toned rounds,…and I slide aginst Hentais body… making certain my shaft, slick with salvia smears against the exposed flesh.
I sense Hentai tremble in anticipation as I kneel behind, lowered the shorts along the legs… letting them pool at the feet. Then reach up… my hands now sliding slow along the toned curves…kneading the flesh as I lean forward… drag my lips against the cheek… nibbling slow as my fingers continue to lightly tease along those flanks.. Pausing… as I reach back to the desk and grab the container of body oil. I raise the spout above Hentasi jutting bottom… letting the liquid drip slow along the small of the back,, until rivlets peel down,… running along the smooth of the flesh, into the crease until the spilling dwon along Hentai’s thighs.
I set the bottle aside… my fingers spreading as I knead now smearing the oil across that toned bottom… hearing the soft moans as my caresses work the oil into the skin… my fingers tracing slowly as the glide along and into the crease. Brushing light against the tight puckered rosette, pressing tighter there as the thick thumb begins to worm inside the tightness. I feel Hentai shudder under the intrusion,, a soft moan and the press of hips against the penetration..
My words now flow… encouraging the movement,… praising the effort to hold the position and move only the hips. My own excitement rising now…I reach down begin stroking… spreading the slick oil along the head and thick shaft as I again tighten.
The thumb twists as oiled finger stretch between the legs, brush lightly across the smooth scrotum… and along the excited shank of Henati…
The thumb works deeper,,, pumping freely as oiled as it is…the groans and moans louder as I brush the prostrate…
Holding there and circling slowly…as Hentai begins to pump against that buried thumb… The gyrations feed my fire… I rise slow… working yet as I hear the groans and moans build….Henatis body trembling as I lean forward and brush my own tightening shaft against the hip.
Sliding the thumb out… I guide that bulbous head to the loosened orifice… press slow against the whimpered cries of resistance until I feel my rim penetrate… hold stilll as Henati adjusts to the stretch,,,, and move again…
I see the flex of fingers on the wall feel Hentais movements pressing slowly back… that want… desire…
My hands slick, slide around… cupping the breasts… kneading as I am fed deeper and deeper…
Henatai’s head throws back… mouth parted… quickening breaths as I am ridden deeper…
My fingers tug and roll against the nipples… the one hand slides slowly up, wrapping to the throat as I ease Henatai from the wall to settle pinned onto my shaft…Feeling the movements build there my hips now lifting in response as I bend over Hentai… and let my own desire begin to build. It is a dance… fluid smooth as my cock plunges deeper,… stroking in the slickness of the oil… as Hentai moves to the rythmn on me…
Eyes close,… I pull HB back… lifting my partners body to mine… a tight sensuous melding of the unison… as I loose myself to my lust… and move quicker… savorring the tight clamp along my shaft as it glides…. builds… feeding the hot flames of desire Somewhere Hentai has surrendered to the release…going limp against me… as I continue to churn… oblivious now… pumping in bolder strokes higher…. faster until again that peak is reached.. and my body tightens under the last resistance of the edge… into that white explosion of the orgasm. I press the hips back… impaling Hentai…, holding steady as the pulses ripple from my loins… and my seed again races… spilling deep. Into the warm tight confines.
We hold there…. Gasping… bodies trembling ….and I ease the collapsing shaft slow from Hentai… leaning down to kiss slow along the neck…. easing Henatai back with me to the desks edge, wher I can settle with HB cradled there until we find ourselves again.
My eyes narrow at Blues words, unsettling in her warning. A fact not lost on Hentai Boy as she glances up to me.
I shake my head, “A choice of words often reveals insight of the soul. Such matters are taken as troubling but rather a roadsign”
A cryptic response perhaps,… but in my world, I often spoke in such matter to those not experience I our ways.
I glance down to her, “Trust me in this, you are not ready to meet the creature in me that is a Dom, nor shall you ever unless I deem you ready and capable. No offense, …but you are not, there again few,… very few ever meet my criteria.”
Her eyes widen and as we descend her nervous glances take in the dark environment as we move down into the dungeon, crossing into the great hall. Noting obvious smudge on the great desk. I make a mental note to myself to speak to Chrusty of her subordinate. It was apparent blue did not have an absolute trust in my judgment, and therefore was unprepared yet to confront Ursus. Christy , would have to weigh this matter and ponder my self imposed restrictions, not one of rejection, but rather imposed boundaries which must still be held. Trust sometimes is a difficult thing to earn.
I take HentaiBoys hand and walk slowly through the hall to the entrance of my dungeon. Coxing her on with gentle reassurance. The foyer is neat and orderly, my large desk there polished and shining under the lights. The work crew I had hired had obviously jumped in and finished unpacking and cleaning. Even the glass barrier looking into the main chamber sparkled clean. I appreciated the their diligence in unpacking that large oriental crate.
HenaiBoys eyes widen as she saw it beyond. The large stone like Dragon, on it’s hind legs, bent forward with both clawed arms extending slightly forward.
“Wh…what is it?” stuttered HB.
“A fucking machine,…quite elaborate . A beautiful piece I had commissioned months ago and only now arrived.”
My mind wandered back to the reason we came here
“You wanted to draw me?” I ask eying HB curiously, while running my fingers thru my hair. . My hat was still missing,… no doubt still at large somewhere in the bar. “I am afraid my western wear is a bit shorted at the moment. With your interest in the dungeon would you prefer I slip into some more reflective of the dungeon?”
I glance back to Hentai and laugh. Her attention seemed locked on the statue before us, rather mesmerized by it.
“HiHi… indeed… that would be perfect Mr. Bear“. She responded. Slightly embarrassed by the object.
I grin and move to a chest against the wall. The glass observation window dominated one wall. Another wall cold in it’s original form though my collection of floggers, crops, canes, and whips were hanging on it neatly arranged. Opening it, my eyes drift to the leather bracers…I pick them up fondling with memories. Then drop them briefly as I peel my black tshirt off my back. And reach for the bracers… sliding them on slowly , tightening each in a ritualistic pattern long practiced. It’s instinctual that rise of the persona…the bracers a release to the retrained mindset held within. I turn slow to HB , fist clenched as I pump one arm, then the other,, muscles straining tight as the flow of flood work into the constrained and relaxed tissues of arms and chest. It was unintentional, but the single act had triggered it all. Ursus sttod before a creature totlaly unprepared. But Ursus understood boundaries… religiously… right now… the barrier of him acting was as if a stone wall had raised before us.
My eyes darkened now with a piercing sharp fire slowly lift to HB, settling on that tantalizing delicious morsal as I instinctively become aware of the subtle body signals I catch the nervous shock as our eyes meet. I reach for my body oil,. a slow soft smile crosses my face as I move towards HB, brushing close as I move past and eye my new toy. A remote lies on the sliding mounting platform., I pick it up… eying it curiously.
“Well this should be interesting…” switching it on… the dragons eyes glow slowly alive red., the forearms of the creature jerk slightly… and HB jumps back.”
“These are a toys of a dungeon player…not all… “ I glance over to Hentai and see concern there, but a fascination besides. My thumb rolls over a control… and a large phallus slides forth from self lubricating sheathe…It’s pinkish grey girth hanging there unmoving. I rach down and release the mounting bench,… set with wrist and ankle ties, and a foot stand, sliding it back towards the dragon. Locking it in place.
Then press another button on the control,… the phallus begins to extend slow and begin pumping…
“OMG…” I glance to the shocked HenataiBoy gasping at the sight. Nervously eying my intent.
Shaking my head… as I turn it off. “You came to draw…” my lusty eyes do fall on HB… “Perhaps best we go to the office…I might find myself too tempted here.”
In truth… I was… the need of Ursus tugged at my soul… not to torment… but seduce…and I slip my arm under hb’s, led us back from all to the office again..pausing as we reached the desl… I looked down into HB’s eyes… head tilting as I studied the expression there. They briefly held my piercing gaze before breaking brief.. Meeting mine again. I could sense HB’s excitement.. almost feel the rush of the heart beat between us. her parted lips… fingers rising to brush her hair back, eyes that flamed with excitement trembling before me…. a want…shifting slightly closer to me.
It was enough to stir my own desires. I reach out,… ease the sketchpad and drawing materials from her grasp and set it on the desk. Then lift my hand to HB’s chin… leaning closer as I read the expression and saw the beginning of pursed lips.. Then kissed…lips caressing against Hb’s in a slow caress as my hands began to wander and explore.
Rapidly upon us again…issuing a call out to all to join in the support for more LGBT poses..
I back away from the baby shower, far too tempted to lean down and lick the icing off the breasts of the cake then head off back to the bar to find that drink I had long promised myself. I catch a glimpse of Brandy's glance to me as she carries the dwarves away… a rather disapproving look in her eyes of her perception of my bullying her staff in the madness. I glance around the room,… a lot of folks here tonight… expectations of the male strippers coming up must be causing the crowd to swell abit.
I catch sight of HB off by herself,… curiously aloof and focused on her sketch pad. I can't resisit my own curiosity, once again detouring from the bar to wander behind he and take a peek at her project. My eyes wander over the AB&G logo…. the sketched layout roughed in… but the cowboy she works on, drawn with detail. Curious,… my eyes focus on it and I recognize my form there, elaborately detailed. Her mind seems focused on it, then to stop,… a recognition of her own thoughts which she responds with flustered. I grin,… Realizing she had seen me days before naked and bound, the subject of failed test of wills
Perhaps this little cutie has a little more on her mind then just a cowpoke.
I respond to her shocked recognition of thoughts,….
I step closer behind her, leaning down whispering..
“Word is you have been seeking the dungeon.”
I see her shudder, nodding slowly. Her reply a bit trembling in confirmation.
“I thought to give Miss Brandy a gift,… something special to celebrate this place. I thought….adding something to this would be…””
“Perhaps I can help,… give you a brief tour.”
Her eyes lit up with excitement… “Would you?… for me?”
“Gather your things.” I reply rising slow.
HB scrambles quickly to her feet… gathering her items… I can sense a rush of excitement in her, as I take her hand and lead her to the pool room off now the icehouse.
thanks… forgot to post that side… being preoccupied : 🙂
the womans movement to lay back in his arms a missed opoortunity … perhaps a small tweak to add a kiss there… in a later update.
Eyes the Azrielle and remembers a small paskcage I had saved for her behind the bar. Head over… mouth watering as I look at the cake.
“A little something from the Bear for the little one…” I comment before handing the package over.
Logo on the frong is perfect…..
Drop the back down if possible to a point 2-3 inches below the collar line on scoop neckline…about where the arm pit starts. For that design it should be about right.
looking at sexi's…. finally looking her in the eyes…..umm you say something
4 more days… if you go into labor just cross your legs and hold it till the tenth,,,,
by the way if you aren't doing anything around 5pm on that day…. :
First thoughts Tight',… as a former screenprinter…. and embordered look of the bar initals over the breasts would be more realistic, then add as HB recommened a larger design on the back.
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