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LGBT ?????
Lesbian Gay bisexual transgender
well deleting results… and try to raise some conversation.. that's “kneeling lovers” you are thinking of Ruyka.. It's ok… really needs a good rework to capture its full effectiveness. In MF play I was always irritated by the sonstant high paced grinding. Now with the slider bar it has good potential
Incorporation of online use of sex toys is already filtering into sites. Here… mmmmmmm
it's a very good suggestion that might merge well when they do offer it.
Well I sent the poll results off… should we create a new one? and what suggestions barring the breast play should we look for?
Speak up ladies!
Let's try and push some requests on them since there seems to be a lack of offerings of late.
Another loud cry from the forum wouldn't be bad… all I would add is lets hit them with some specfic requests which might bear something the groups actually want.
Christy's last words echo in the empitness of the Ice house., but I grin and move to the chamber she has assigned to me. An office slapce perfect for a desk, with a glass partition darkeded by dust and grime on the far wall. I wipe the glass, and look thru the smudge eyeing a larger cold room inside. Remenets of an old hook and pulley system are still there.. obviouls used for lifting the larger ice blocks of ice.
A couple chains , a bit rusted still hang there, a little work should make them functional. Th chamber needs some tlc… and I pull out the cell phone. Dial up Acusitions… and do a bit of negotiations for furnishings. Rather pointless… budget cuts due to NSPD costs over runs for donuts have created havoc. I resign myself to the fact I'll have to use my sources to equipe this. Another phone call… redirecting a specaial package for delivery and then a an office supply… a judges chamber does need proper furnishing, a large desk espcially.
Satisfied things are slowly repositioning in order. I see a wall hook and slide out of the robe hanging it and the grey wig there and sag against the wall closing my eyes. Christy has reawaken a side that has laid slumbering contently for many months. There again she likes the fact of her empowerment to that she can tug on those shackles and waken that beast. Breathing slowly it settles sated for the moment.
And I move off home for a quick shower and change of clothes with that that strong odor of sex still upon me.
FRIDAY! almost upon us again…
“Pantless Fridays protesting the lack of LGBT poses. C the forum”
that banner pretty much fill up the tag line…
Hope more will join the flash dance with me!
Blue perhaps we need to support the LGBT community again… I find the lack of new offers at the moment a bit of a need. More so than the embrace modifications.
See the Pantelss thread in events for my thoughts.
Not a waste of time… all opinions and thoughts are emcoraged/ There may be esisting threads we can link further information though.
Your post was spot on in the right section… and we should encourage thinking outside the box to enhance the game.
I follow Christy's instructions… quietly entering the Great Hall and noting the progress alrady in this place. Oh this place has potential I think to myself. Maybe it doesn't look like much in the moment… my eyes wander about at the furnishings already in place. Though the clutter of packing material, straps and boxes still clutter areas.. it is looking pretty impressive.
The soft moans of pleasure filter through the room,… and I peer slow around a corner seeing Christy there lost to a fantasy… riding her fingers her blouse open as she plays at her breasts. Watching her there tugs on that lust that was built up yet never released. Already I feel myself swelling… hot… wanting of delivery of her promise. It might not have been in front of a crowd… but that did not matter. This was to find a pented release of the frustration…. and something more.
I eye the near pile of debris… quietly pulling a couple lengths of strapping material and some rope… I toss my clothes to the side. quickly form a slip knot in a couple of the strapping ties and hold them in my teeth as I ease around the corner… I am almost upon her when a gasp and whimper escapes her lips,… closed eyes open and she smiles towards me…
Her voice smooth and seductive as she “I was just thinking of you…” Her eyes widen as she sees the ties there.
I launch at her… my strong fingers gripping her with an iron clamp… pulling her from the wall spinning momentarily across the empty space to the great table…crashing thru chairs as I whip her about with her press her face down upon it. Squirming under my weight as I pin her there and struggle to pull an arm back as I slide a tie up her arm to the elbow… hold and pull the other arm back barely anchoring the other end to the elbow joint on that. I tighten it… then pull her up…. slip another tie around her wrist the cinch this across her the front of her waist binding the loose end to the free wrist… before stepping back and eyeing her leaning against the table, the binds pulling on her arms… making her ample breasts jut enticingly forward.
I reach up…. My hands ripping her blouse open and spilling those luscious mounds out. Her eyes set on me,… anticpating,… filled with fire, as her pink tongue runs expectantly along her lips before she speaks between her short hard breaths of excitement.
“I was wondering if you would come.” she says… desire building in that gaze on me.
I open my robe,… begin unbuckling the belt and unzipping, recognizing she wasn’t speaking to me… but to that persona which flared alive now in my soul. He nods in recognition. Silent now… purposed filled.
I grip that throbbing shaft already rigid and seeping of it’s anticipation of her body and step between her legs feeling the heat burning there at her core as I rub against her. My hands slide into her hair, pulling her head back as I lean in and hungrily kiss those waiting lips. Hard and passionate as my teeth clamp tight to her bottom lip in a hard pull as my kiss breaks from her. She glares at me… breast heaving,… it’s enough to tell me that lust smolders there.
My hands bunch her breasts together as I lean down further, sucking, licking, nipping those hard points with eagerness. Foreplay is irrelevant. This moment is lust… raw… simple lust of her body. The ache in my loins is painful…that need of release simply the only thing on my mind. I tear from her breasts… biting a nipple hard as I withdraw and rake my teeth against the skin as it stretches and slips from grip
Then grip myself pressing that engorged bulb to her, sinking slow in to her velvet slickness as I reposition, and roll into her as my fingers dig into a hip. The other hand scoops a leg up and hooks it about me. My hips begin to churn frantic, that thick hard mass driving deep into her tropic heat., The pace and madness building as I feel that rapid rise to the point of ecstasy. Her legs wrap to me, tightening trying to draw me in. I feel her bite onto my shoulder, desperately seeking leverage as her hips respond against me.
The pain sharp… I hiss… snarl as I grip her hair and yank her head back… the lock of my dark lust filled eyes fixed to her, eying her expressions as her cries and whimpers… groans escape her in flinching moments.
The moment is sheer power… a taking… primal… I fuck her.
Oblivious to time… simply the feel of her sheathed onto me.
That edge of release swelling… and I yank her head back, exposing her neck. The beastly growl of conquest escapes me and I plunge down… biting on her throat in that claim of primal stake. It all crashes on me… body shuddering as sweet bliss of the orgasm wrecks itself on me in a crash. Releasing that neck grip as my body is washed by the waves…. The flood of my seed pulsing into her.
My eyes close to it… hearing nothing but her own pants commingled with mine. I look again to Christy… her breasts heaving with the flush of her own excitement… those eyes locked on me yet,.. Burning bright of expectation…
I do not know if she came.
I don’t care.
This moment was mine….I lean forward… lick the sharp bite mark on her throat. Grin mischievously at her as I pull free and shift her on the tables edge. My fingers dip between her legs… scoop the seeping juices from her core and lift it to her lips… smearing it slow along her lips before I move in again and kiss her deep and hard, tasting us there….in a long slow exchange.
I pull back again… eying her there on the tables edge. Our juices seeping from her core… pooling beneath her as they begin to trickle over the tables edge to the floor.. Taking in the sight which I may not see again, her bundled tight dripping of my lust on the Lords table.
I give her a thought filled look as I stuff my drenched cock back into my pants and straighten the robe. “I think this place just won’t feel right until there is a collared one on this table. Naked… a gold chain…” my mind floats along memories. Of a different time. “Perhaps someone will step forth with an appropriate center piece. Think it over… I‘ll be back in a bit to turn you free if no one else doesn‘t. ” I let my eyes savor the moment, Christy bound, her haughty defiance towards me burning bright.
My fingers slip inside the robe pocket and finds the leather collar I had been forced to wear. I pull it out, eye the charms and tug the riding crop free of it., tossing the silver charm to the table top beside Christy.
“One down,… four to go…” I mutter. wandering off to check the facility. Wondering if now the others might be getting rightfully nervous.
I think you have already Adera
Maybe renaming as Newbie menotr? It's a worthy calling and my hat tips to you for taking the time and patirnce there. Undoubtedly you'll meet some who are complete juerks… which I guess you can always respond.
“Let me show you how the ignore button works.”
I think perfect… I'd play cowboy and indian with this any night….
it would be nive to be able to modify the jewelry a bit and get rid of the silver chain for beadwork
I see your point there Adera… there is just enough difference that switch role between MS partners won't work. Makes sense in SS play.. but even in SF,… one one have to do something with the genital rub, the limits to the anal action.
Tightfit and I approach the bar black robes swirling about our feet as we cross in front of the attenative Tango at guard. I puase for a moment and lean in to him a belated congradulations owed.
“Exciting news, congradulations to Jane and yourself in this, I would have offered it sooner but was… ahem… a bit tied up in the moment of announcement.”
I look again to Tightfit, take a moment to straighten the ruffled tie of his outfit. Adorned in the garb of magistrates, black robed, with the fine white ruffled shirts,…not to mention the silver white lengthy wigs we no doubt have taken an appearance unlike the prior nights here. After fiddling with the tie, I nod in satisfaction to him, straighten for his satisfaction of appearance, before we enter the bar.
Sweeping thru the empty establishment we move to the sounds of discussion in the office, a polite knock, but enter immediately startling those at the table as we barrage into the discussion. Titghfit drops a heavy volume onto the table… making it shake under its weight. Eying Azrielle squirm, I break in the moment and lean down towrds her.
“May I?” questionin as I slide a hand towards her tummy, gently placing it there after she grins nodding. I can't help but grin at the marvel of it as I feel the actvitiy there.. “Oh your hands will be full chasing this one, this little ballerina will hit the ground running.”
I straighten,.. my demur changing…
“A REIMINDER,… that Tightfit and I are the governing magistrates of the realm. The NSPD is a policing authority who is still answers to the authority of the magistrate. Beyond simple detention, punsihment is the responsibilty of the juduical authority. I expect the NSPD to obtain proper warrants in all actions beyond common infractions. Displine within your ranks is a matter of your concern. Displine of the community is ours.”
I wait till I receive confirming nods of understanding from all.
“I undersatnd that an extension to the bar has been found,… very good.”
Pausing,…
“The NSPD will contract for holding cells to be afixed within the Ice House for retention of violators. The NSPD is a policing authority. The magistrate branch the judge… who will confirm punishment before it is given. The magistrates will contract offices there handily for quick confirmation. All displine will be handled therefore within a segregated area of the Ice House., Who provides that is a matter of an agreed accord between the NSPD and Miss Christy.”
I eye the superintendent. ” I expect full compliance on this matter from the NSPD.” Leaning down with a firm absolute tone to her I whisper… “I will hold you responsible,…and if out of line ….I'll give you my own form of displinary action if I find the matter straying too far.”
I rise… eying Tight still silent,… then glance to Brandy…
“Um… btw…. you happen to see my clothes about? I am afraid I was tossed out of the place the other night naked. I won't even go into detail on what it took to get a ride home that night.”
She giggles and points to the closet marked “Lost and Found”. After a bit of rummaging through the large amount of abandoned items,.. A curiously large amount of sex toys I find my own., my cell phone luckily still stuffed in one of the pockets. A quick glance eying the unusual volume of calls from Christy. I take a seat at the bar,… taking my time to listen to them. Then head off to the Ice House following the instructions she took the liberty and time to give.
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