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igivecause-deactivated20131126

I need more coffee

"Of course you do not. Just as lion mean no harm to gazelle."

#Hay your late night hours watching animal planet are showing

I really don't, and I really doubt I can be characterized as a lion, or even a gazelle. If anything, you seem a bit more like a lion than I do, isn't it the female lions that go out to hunt?

igivecause-deactivated20131126

I need more coffee

"You assume would want to call."

I would hope they would rather than watch me painfully die of a heart attack. I certainly don't mean any of you harm.

I need more coffee

T- thank you… But I’m fine I don’t like b- bitter things. It smells funny an’ I don’t want to get a ‘eart attack. You um… Probably should. Sleep is nice… I think… I mean it looks nice. ‘Cause the moving pictures in your ‘ead. But I’ve never seen t- them.

I don’t t- think so… T- tis girl said I l- look like a puppy? I dunno what t- that means. But anyways t- that’s kind of ya… Most people aren’t kind ta thieves. ‘Least that’s what t- the people ‘ere say. I’m not a t- thief t- though.

Alright, you don't have to have coffee then. Do you like sweet things? Because I could find you something like that too. You wouldn't get a heart attack from having a little coffee. You've never dreamed, little serf? Sleep is nice, I just can't sleep yet.

Well I think you're very cute, I don't know about looking like a puppy, though you do seem to have the same adorableness. I'd be happy to help. I'm not mean to thieves especially with the way this world is. Did you take things that weren't yours sweet one? I'm not mad, or want to be mean. I'm still going to teach you how to use the phone.

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Oh, I see… I don’t believe I’ve ever ‘ad coffee. ‘Least not from what I can remember. People t- talk ‘bout it loads ‘ere t- though.

I didn’t t- think of t- that- w- wait what? C- cute? I… I’m not cute… Um but I would like t- that. It sounds… um… fun.

You're welcome to have some of mine if you want it, I'm not going to drink it all, and I probably should stop drinking it and get some sleep. So if you want to try a little, I warn you it's bitter.

You're very cute, even a bit adorable. Well then, we can have a lesson soon, I'll teach you how to use the phone.

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Why? T- that doesn’t sound… Like a good t- thing. It sounds scary. Why would you do t- that?

Big numbers… Oh! Um… Yes. Press the 9, the 1 and then another 1. Which one is which? This looks like the other number… But its upside down. An’ what way do you ‘old it? An’ what kind of questions do they ask?

Not particularly in large amounts, but a little bit helps people stay awake when they get tired, not that scary.

Why don't you just scream to another serf for help then? They can call 911 and I'll just focus on your cute face for a bit. I should really teach you how to use a phone though. Would you like a lesson?

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I know there’s the few sponsors that just want to be good and nice to the serfs. But there’s very few devils in the world, and very few angels. The rest of us just fall some where in between and with my luck I’ll be getting someone on the lower spectrum. I thought your parents were in charge.

Devils and angels, in reality we have a bit of both in us. Some have more one than the other though. No pure devils and angels I don't think. I wish you luck, I have no idea where I fall on that spectrum. They're in charge of me, which just means they tell me how they want it run.

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That’s a lovely way to deal with things. Fine, until my sponsor gets bored of me and kills me.I suppose that’s good, you don’t have the weight of responsibility on your shoulders. Point of view can be a lovely game.

There are a few of us that aren't looking to mercilessly slaughter serfs you know. I happen to be looking for company. And possibly someone who will keep me from going absolutely mental. Oh, I do. I have more responsibility than both of them. I'm just saying that if I died unexpectedly they could take it over and keep running it. I am running the entire thing right now, despite that this was supposed to be my break. It can.

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Coffee d- does t- that ta a person?

Um but I dunno ‘ow… ta use a phone sir.

It's caffeine, it's meant to elevate your heart rate a bit.

You see the big numbers? Just press the 9, then the 1 and then another 1 and hold it up to your ear so you can hear it ringing and answer the questions of the person on the other side.

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That depends on how you look at it. I’m dependent on a medicine that actually helps me, and your dependent on one that fucks with you and is giving you an ulcer. I have a place to sleep until they decide to kill me. You have a place to sleep until your dependency makes you screw over your business and your on the street. Point of view, eleventh grade english lit.

It doesn't fuck with me, it makes the pain go away, at least for a little bit. Then I get hungry and the headache comes back so I try to sooth it with coffee. They won't kill you, they'll find you a sponsor and send you off with them. The business will never be screwed over, it's not even mine to run in the first place...it's my parents...but they have better things to do and trained me to do this.

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Oy vey iz mir, so. Only way to translate it. Running a publishing house? That sounds. I don’t know. That makes my head hurt. So we’re now on equal flooring.

It makes my head hurt on a daily basis, they're concerned that my dependence on painkillers is going to give me an ulcer. I think no matter what you're on worse footing if you're in here, but yeah, suppose so.

mechanizedjaws-deactivated20180

Well, this is strange

Kris was a double edged sword when it came to the bedroom. One minute he could be domineering and controlling and the next he was whorish and wanton. Really all depended on his mood and the person he was with. In this sense, after still not getting any dick, he wanted to bottom for once. That and he missed his toys. Fuck he missed his toys.

He gave his ass another wiggle when he felt his hand stroking up his spine. Such a tease, he resisted the urge to thrust back against the fingers circling his hole. When they finally sunk into him he pressed back hard until he felt them all the way in. He wasn’t that breakable. He may have been thinner than some, but he was tough and he liked it a little rough.

Hayden didn't really mind being dominant and topping, to be honest, he tended to be a much more gentle top. He was all for kisses and sweetness, but he really got the idea that wasn't what Kris was actually looking for here. And yet, Hayden was totally fine with that as well. He could try this for once in his life, and he had the feeling that they might try this again, and Kris sounded like he had a bit of a dominant side, when it was flipped the other way. At least that's what Hayden assumed from the way he seemed to almost control the situation.

His eyes went round and Hayden licked his lips as he watched Kris just fuck himself back on his fingers, eagerly. He didn't hesitate then to add a third, pumping them in and out roughly while leaning over to kiss his spine. He nipped at the bumps of his bones, curling his fingers deep inside Kris and searching for the spot that he knew would have the serf moaning. Just because he didn't top often didn't mean he didn't know what he was doing.

I need more coffee

It’s just a phrase, dude. Woe is me. Holy shit. Oh god. What work are you going to do when you are on zero sleep?

Thank you for explaining, made my head hurt less. I work fine on coffee, and it's work I could do in my sleep, or rather in a half asleep, coffee fueled, zombified state. Emails, paperwork, the whole shebang that comes with running a publishing house.

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Oi gevalt man, why not? Forty eight hours is too long. Go to bed.

I have no idea what that means and I'm too tired to figure it out. I have work to do, I can't go to sleep.

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Usually it’s too much coffee I think that causes heart attacks.

I know, I was talking about the cup I'm pouring for myself. I need more coffee to stay awake. I haven't slept in....48 hours?

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If this causes an unfortunate heart attack...I really hope serfs are allowed to call 911.

#arcstarter

lawtaylored-deactivated20140527

I found a little courtyard.

Law nodded and waited till the sponsor had turned the corner before rushing back to her room, heart palpitations in overdrive. ”You are an idiot,” she muttered under her breath, headed towards the pile of abandoned clothes on the floor she hadn’t bothered to put away. Law’s perception of The Company and what went on there had been very much like a cut-and-paste collage, prior to being admitted she had spent a solid year running scenario after scenario in her head in attempt to envision occurrences and her possible reactions towards them. Brutality. Sadism. Rape. Law had warned herself to be cautious amongst other people. The conversation with Hayden had been quick. A few sentences. A question, an answer. An offer and a yes.

"You’re overreacting," a voice in the back of her head said. "It’s a walk outside." Perhaps this was true. After all, how could she assume that sponsor was a threat when fellow serfs only rooms away had a bad habit of branding people with their teeth? She felt as stomach sink as she debated whether or not the people she lived with, the people who had lost total control over their lives, could potentially be a hundred times worse than any sponsor who would ever check her out. Or visa versa.

Lawrence threw on what she hoped was a clean shirt and stepped outside to wait for Hayden.

Hayden hummed softly as he made his way to the woman that would give him permission to take out Law. Quite honestly he was just looking for someone to spend an afternoon with. He wasn't the type to just take someone, and really he was gay anyway, so doing something like that to a girl would make little to no sense coming from him. To be honest, Hayden was lonely quite a bit. He spent a lot of his days working, that was all he had time for really. Ever since he'd gotten out of college he'd basically been put in charge of running the publishing house, which meant everyone came to him for the most stupid of reasons. To be honest, he was fairly sure there was a bet going on around the office for when he would end up collapsing in the middle of doing something. He stayed up late to finish work, he ate when he could, never had a lot of time to relax. Coming here was supposed to be a half vacation, but it sure as hell didn't feel like it.

Shaking his head, he nodded politely to the woman that handed him the bracelet, immediately tucking it in his pocket because he knew he wasn't going to use it. He didn't believe in mistreating serfs like that. They were people too, it wasn't right to treat them as less than human. As pets. Sighing softly to himself, Hayden made sure his phone was off as he made his way back to Law, smiling when he saw her outside waiting for him. It was going to be really nice to have someone to spend the day with outside.

"Ready to go then? The courtyard is at the top floor I believe. Supposedly it's really pretty" Hayden smiled excitedly, he missed the outdoors, that was the only thing that sucked about coming here. Getting away from the office was a bonus.

mechanizedjaws-deactivated20180

Well, this is strange

Kris gave the bottle up easily, running his fingers along Hayden’s shoulders before licking his lips slowly. He wiggled his body and cocked his head to the side when he felt those lips on the marks. He groaned softly and pulled away when he heard the order. He gave a little playful pout, “Mmm, yes sir~” he cooed out as he turned on his heel and crawled onto the bed. He lowered himself down, head turned to lay flat on the bed so he could keep an eye on Hayden. His ass was straight up and he wiggled it again.

"Like this?" he called in a softer voice, purposely making it feminine sounding.