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Realities | St. Berry
“Good girl,” he coos as she stops screaming. “Good, good girl,” he murmurs again, his hand stroking through her hair as she wrapped herself and him in the blanket, burying her face in his chest and clinging to his shirt. He hears the unmistakeable sounds of her soft crying and sighs, pressing his lips to the top of her head. He didn’t know why she had been crying, just that her dream must’ve been pretty bad if she was still freaking out about it. She starts to apologize and he tilts her chin up, pressing his lips to hers gently as she clings to him as if he were the only thing keeping her grounded. “You have nothing to apologize for, Songbird. It was a bad dream, that’s all.”
After a short while he reaches over to the phone on his nightstand beside the bed, his free hand stroking along Rachel’s back. He orders for someone to bring up some food, remembering hearing from Sebastian that she was a vegan. He sets the phone down and looks back down at her, his hands coming up to wipe her cheeks of the tear stains. “Lets get you showered before your food comes,” he murmurs, standing up and bringing her with him, taking them to the bathroom and he set her down, turning to the tub. “Mistress Rose wants her slave to come see you. Any idea what that’s about?” he asks as he starts the warm water.
She slowly tried to catch her breath, choking down her sobs. She didn't want to anger him. But he was comforting her, stroking her hair and kissing her gently. So unlike how he had been treating her. She almost didn't know what to do with herself, though him calling her a good girl helped comfort her since now she knew she hadn't upset him in any way. She was just so frightened from her dream. "She nodded when he said she didn't have to apologize, her eyes drifted to look down at the bed. She didn't know why she had been apologizing, but something inside made her feel like she should and she wasn't exactly sure why her master was telling her not to. She didn't really understand, but she couldn't question him.
He held her to him and she was able to continue calming down until her crying almost faded. She definitely felt better in his arms. After a little while he reached around her and called for the guards to bring her food, but she clung to him as he did so. The second he would let go of her, she would no longer feel safe. When he was done on the phone he wiped at her tears, and she was once again startled but comforted by his gentleness. She nodded slowly when he suggested that she shower, even though she really didn't want to move out of his arms. She went with him to the bathroom, feeling especially vulnerable. She sat on the edge of the tub and wrapped her arms around herself when he told her that Mistress Rose wanted her slave to come see her. She gave him a puzzled look, unsure of who he was talking about, until...Quinn. She remembered. She had forgotten all about her, and all about her other friends as well. "I-I don't know," she whispered, genuinely unsure about why Mistress Rose would want Quinn to come see her. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to see Quinn herself.
This is liz Jessie/Seb/Quinn. So sorry for not being on but I'll be on this weekend for sure. Other rps and life and college and all that
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Guys, I’m not sure if I’m going to stay in this RP. I loved it, but it doesn’t seem like it’s going to get active again and it’s really hard to find a Dave for Kurtofsky anyway : ( I’ve kinda lost hope, I guess. And since I’m moving soon, I don’t have heaps of time anymore, so I try to focus on the active RP’s I’m in. Maybe after I’ve moved and I can take up the co-modding again. Which should be around the 5th of September, maybe a couple of days later. I’ll wait until then before I make a decision, if that’s okay for you all.
Okay, thanks for letting us know. We hope you can stick around!
Realities | St. Berry
Jesse had woken up long before Rachel, seeing as she had been out for hours now. She was overworked and tired, but he still felt no remorse over what he’d done. She was his and he would use her as he pleased. If it meant tiring her out a few times, so be it. He would let her rest for now though, since there was no sense in having an overly tired slave that would black out in the middle of performing a task given to them. He would wake her up once he got back from his usual run outside. He sighed a bit to himself. It wasn’t technically outside, he would still be within the mansion’s walls that kept everyone in. Sebastian’s last stunt had made Father tighter on security so it was even harder now to sneak out. Jesse always came back, of course, but sometimes he just needed to be away for a few hours and he couldn’t very well ask Father to let him.
Once he came back though, he walked at a leisurely pace down the halls until he reached the one before his own. Then he heard it. It was a loud, ear piercing scream that was reminiscent of that night. It had been music to his ears that night, but now when he wasn’t there to cause it, well, he worried a guard had taken it upon himself to have some fun with her. He breaks into a run, making his way to his room as quickly as he could and bursts through door, looking around for anyone other than Rachel. She was alone, but she was screaming and he made his way to the bed. She was tangled in the bedsheets so he figured it would be hard for her to try and hit or kick him when he grabbed her and sat himself on the bed, pulling her onto his lap. “Shh, Songbird.” he says in what he tried to make a soothing voice but mainly it just sounded like a warning.
Suddenly she felt arms around her, her master's arms, pulling her onto his lap. She pulled the blankets along with her, both because she was tangled in them and because subconsciously she wanted to be covered up more. Her screaming ceased at the sound of his voice through no control of her own. She didn't know when the screaming started, only that he was able to make her stop. She couldn't stop herself. It was like someone or something else was controlling her. The nightmare had felt so real that she couldn't stop herself from screaming, but once he came she somehow felt better. Well, not better, exactly...but more calm. Like he had allowed her to snap out of the world of the nightmare.
She was still shaking due to the nightmare and the chill in the room since she wasn't wearing anything. She slowly calmed and untangled herself somewhat, wrapping the blankets around herself and somewhat around her master too. He had pulled her onto his lap and she curled into him, clinging onto his shirt and burying her face in his chest. He was so warm. She began crying softly, but having him with her was somehow comforting. After a few minutes, words fell from her lips without her having thought of them. "I'm sorry...I'm so sorry," she whispered, holding on to him tightly, not really knowing what she was apologizing for or why.
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I'm home! I'll post a response to the para soon and I promise to be very active for the rest of the summer!
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Realities | St. Berry
She was running down the same dark tunnel again, the wolves at her heels. When she thought that she was almost doomed, a lion with green eyes gently pulled her aside and bounded away with her towards a warm white light and away from the wolves. She could see a willow in the distance, and as they got closer she saw a pair of nooses hanging from its branches and swaying gently in the breeze. She felt a burst of hope, felt free for the first time in many months. Suddenly, out of nowhere, came a tiger with cold gray eyes. He attacked the lion and took her from him, with the lion powerless to stop him. The tiger took her away from the light and the lion, bringing her into complete darkness. He pounced on her, clawing at her and stealing her breath from her lungs. She could feel herself slipping away, the pain excrutiating, just wishing the end would come...
Her own screaming woke her, and she found herself thrashing around on the bed, tangled in the blankets. The nightmare had felt so real, more so than all the others. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of her blood on the bed, dried since the night when he had torn her virginity from her. This only caused her to continue screaming, unable to stop herself, the reality of her nightmare seemingly tearing through her. She couldn't even hear the footsteps bounding down the hall towards her room.
Guess who's online.
I'll only have internet access through Saturday night, and then not again until I'm home on August 8. I have been able to keep up with reading the dash on mobile though.
Liz, I'll start a new para, even though you said you'll be away for the weekend.
Luxuries || St. Berry
Jesse moaned softly, looking down at her as she moved over his length. “Good girl,” he says, voice slightly breathy. Rachel’s mouth felt amazing around him. She runs her tongue along the underside of him and he lets out a slow breath, gripping her hair and pushing her further onto his length, until he could feel his tip touching the back of her throat. He pulls out again and thrusts back in until he’d built up a steady rhythm, instructing her to continue what she had been doing. He held out for a short while, though he’d been pretty turned on since the night prior so he was a bit surprised he’d lasted as long as he did before he felt his orgasm roll through him. He pushed deeper into her mouth, forcing her to swallow as he came down her throat. He pulled out and tucks himself back into his boxers and jeans before leaning down and untying her legs first before her arms, catching her when she slumped forward.
He said she was a good girl, and that gave her just enough willpower to continue. He thrust deeper until she could feel him hit the back of her throat. She stopped licking him, as she was having trouble breathing. Just as she was about to cough, he pulled out, giving her a split second of relief before thrusting back inside her mouth. At his order she continued sucking around him and licking, although it was more difficult since he was deeper inside her. This continued for what she felt was far too long, though she kept her eyes shut the whole time. Suddenly he thrust deeper than he had before, catching her off guard as he climaxed. She tasted him as he came down her throat, having no choice but to swallow. Finally he pulled out, giving her a chance to catch her breath, his taste lingering in her mouth. She was disgusted by what she had just done, hating what she has become and what she has been reduced to. He untied her and she immediately fell forward, her body unable and far too weak to hold herself up anymore. She was surprised when his hands came up to catch her, supporting her somewhat. She clung to his sleeve, as if it would keep her conscious. "Please, master, please, let me sleep, please," she begged weakly.
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I am leaving for Israel for five weeks tomorrow morning. I will be able to get online no more than once a week, maybe even less, but I promise to be very active when I return. I love this rp, and wouldn't consider leaving it :)
Some people started following me.
A little late for that, Rachel.
I mean, before a master gets you.
Some people started following me.
Um.
Hi guys.
Sam...why are you here...? Just--try to get out before they get you.
Luxuries || St. Berry
“That’s a good Songbird.” he cooed, voice cold as he reached down to caress her cheek quickly before moving back to unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, pushing them down. She looked tired and ashamed and he smirked at the sight. She had been so strong before but she was so broken now. It had been just what he wanted. Sure, he thought it would take longer but he was perfectly content with this. She was far from his perfect slave but she was getting there. Reaching down, he tapped her cheek before pushing down his boxers, gripping her jaw and pulling her up slightly, knowing it would cause her discomfort. Once her mouth was open, he gripped his erection, eyes closing a bit as the touch shot pleasure up his spine before he opened them again and guided himself into her mouth. “No teeth.” he warns before pushing more of himself into her mouth. “Use your tongue and suck, bob your head.” he instructs, letting go of her jaw.
She had gone through everything else, so she could get through this...right? She struggled to keep her eyes open, exhaustion getting the better of her. If she did this well, she would finally get to sleep. She thought of the warm bed she was tied to, eager to finally be released and be allowed to sleep on it. She just had to do this first. She kept her head lowered as he pulled down his pants, watching them fall to the floor along with his boxers. She whimpered as he pulled her up, her ankles and wrists straining at the ropes and causing them to rub against her already raw skin. She opened her mouth slowly and he guided herself inside, shutting her eyes quickly. She didn't want to see herself doing this...but she could taste him. She just had to get this done, and then he would untie her and let her sleep. At his instruction, she ran her tongue under his length, gently sucking before beginning to move her head up down, licking him as she went. She kept her eyes tightly shut, hating what she was doing but knowing that she shouldn't because this was what he wanted from her.
Luxuries || St. Berry
Jesse smiled when she cried out, only imagining the way she was tightening around the toy inside her. Once he could tell her orgasm was over, he stayed for a moment, simply watching. She was breathtaking, really. Her skin was flushed, shining with sweat and her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath. He leaned in, kissing her again and licking into her mouth, forcing her to take it before pulling back and smirking at the way she begged him. Slowly, he pulls his hand out from where he had been rubbing her clit, bringing his fingers up for her to lick clean, pressing them to her lips and pushing them into her mouth as his free hand pulled the underwear to the side, pulling the vibrator out. “I would love to let you go, Songbird, but I have a problem I need you to sort out.” he says, motioning down to where he was straining against his pants. “Now, you want to be a good girl right?” he asks, raising an eyebrow and standing up, slowly unbuckling his belt. “Let’s give this another try, shall we?”
She shut her eyes tightly as he forced his wet fingers into her mouth, not wanting to see herself sucking on them. As she did so, he finally removed the vibrator from inside her. She breathed out heavily, both from relief and from exhaustion. Now she felt just as empty physically as she did psychologically. She looked up at him as he answered her, her empty eyes locking with his cruel, dark ones. She was too weak to do what he was asking her to...but she was far too weak to resist him. And if she did this well, maybe he would finally let her go. She nodded slowly when he asked if she wanted to be a good girl, her instincts taking over. She had no choice if she wanted to be good for him. He stood up so that she was faced with his groin. She swallowed thickly, terrified and ashamed of what she was about to do. She nodded again as he began taking of his belt, her eyes lowered as she forced back a tear.
Luxuries || St. Berry
he pressed his thumb into her mouth, she began to suck on it softly and Jesse smiled. She didn’t even have to be told to do it. She was learning well. He pulled his hand away to rest it on the side of her neck, forcing her head up with his thumb pressed against her jaw and resting his forehead on hers, feeling her quick puffs of air on his skin. He could hear her whimper softly, the sound making him grin until she began to beg. He loved this, her calling herself a good girl, begging for permission to come. He presses his lips to hers and presses harder on her clit, kissing her slowly but not yet giving her permission. He loved that she could hardly kiss back past her heavy breaths and he could feel himself growing hard in his pants. “You may come,” he says, rubbing her a bit more firmly as her climax began to take over.
Of course he had to torture her before letting her finish. He kissed harder and applied more pressure to her, and she used every last drop of strength she had left not to let herself climax. She was so weak, she didn't know if she could hold it any longer, until finally, finally, he let her finish. She cried out as she climaxed, harder than she had all night. Pain tore through her body as her back arched, her wrists and ankles aching from pulling at the ropes. As her orgasm subsided, exhaustion swept over her. She hadn't slept for almost two days, hadn't eaten anything since a few hours before Jesse took her from Sebastian's wing...god, that felt like ages ago, but it was only the day before. She never would have believed that she would be reduced to nothing so quickly. Her breathing slowed, and she had to fight to keep herself conscious. "Please, master," she whimpered weakly. "I've been good. Just take it out...let me go...let me sleep....please...please..."
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Screw formalities, Raquel finished her exams and is baaaaaaaaack :3 Who’s around? I’m more than ready to help keep this alive. Tell me things, sweethearts <3
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