{push me}

James Monroe. Unclaimed Slave. Willing. Bisexual. 28.

[alexandra-of-monaco]

James shuddered, immediately arching up into her touch. He bit his lip, unsure whether he should ask the questions that were starting to form in his mind or if he should stay quiet instead. Ultimately, he chose silence, trying to relax even as his curiosity was further aroused.

Alexandra cupped the slave’s face in her hands in order to look at him as much as the blindfold allowed him. “You like that, don’t you?” She asked as her hand moved down to his torso and into his pants without any intention of stopping soon. “Do you like being touched without being able to see what I’m about to do next?”

[the-jamesmonroe]

He bit his lip for a moment, shivering slightly as the unexpected sensation of touch, especially as she didn't appear to be stopping any time soon. "Yes, mistress," James replied after a moment. "Please...don't stop."

[submissivexlottie]

Gwen smiled though he couldn’t see it and she moved closer to him.  “Sadly, no it isn’t me,” she answered, gently putting a hand on his arm before reaching up to the blindfold.  “Do you want me to take that off even for a little bit?  I’m Gwen, nice to meet you regardless.”  She had a feeling he was one of the slaves, hoping her being there wouldn’t upset the one wanting him there like that.  “Well that’s their loss if they did change their mind.  You shouldn’t just be left here if that’s the case.”

[the-jamesmonroe]

James bit his lower lip, thinking for a moment. Should he ask her to take off the blindfold? What was the worst that could happen if he did? "Please," he replied. "I'd love to be able to see again for a few minutes. I don't know how long exactly, but it's been a while." He shifted uncomfortably, the restraints biting slightly into his skin in a way that wasn't altogether unpleasant.

[ariadnemallory-deactivated20160]

Listening to someone else talk calmed her down a little, tuning out the sounds of the pained cries. “C-can I ask what is it like in New York? I’ve heard that it is a beautiful city but I’ve never been there before,” she added meekly, her parents didn’t really want her going anywhere so she has only ever been in their town. “Also, what do you like to draw?”

[the-jamesmonroe]

“It’s incredible,” James replied honestly. He loved New York and he supposed he always would. “It’s great if you like city life. I loved it there. Always being able to meet people if I wanted to, being able to grab good pizza any time of the day I felt like it...it was amazing.” He smiled over at her. “I can’t draw people to save my life, unfortunately. I’m much better at landscapes and animals and things like that.”

[mitchxwyatt]

One thing was easy to see, the boy seemed to be scared of the world almost, though he knew that could have been due to thing he had been through at this place, that much Adam knew anyway. the eyes to the floor could be either a sign of true submissiveness or it could be downright fear. Either way, he wasn’t going to harm James and soon he would learn that. He walked up the staircase and headed straight to his suite to let James inside before he stepped inside himself. ‘’So where are you from? Have you been here long by the way?’’ He asked as he placed his bags and suitcases next to the sofa. ‘’Oh and not unimportant either is the question of what you’d like to drink?’’

[the-jamesmonroe]

James smiled at him, relaxing by degrees. “I’m from New York City. I grew up in one of the suburbs, but I moved into the city after college, and stayed there until I came here. I’ve been here for...maybe two or three months, it’s a little hard to keep track of the time here, but...I mean, I chose to come here, so. And I like it, it’s been good so far.” He considered the question of the drink for a moment before replying, “I’ll have whatever you’re having. It’s been a while since I’ve been offered a drink.”

[alexandra-of-monaco]

Alexandra had requested a slave into the playroom but she decided not to make herself known just yet. She sat in the corner of the room with a drink in her hand. She made sure she did not make a sound in order to make the slave believe he was truly alone. Watching the slave struggling with the ropes and blindfolds fascinated her. It was only after fifteen minutes did she stand up and walk over to him. She did not answer his question though and slid a hand down his bare chest.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James shuddered, immediately arching up into her touch. He bit his lip, unsure whether he should ask the questions that were starting to form in his mind or if he should stay quiet instead. Ultimately, he chose silence, trying to relax even as his curiosity was further aroused.

[sashaxhaas]

“You’re welcome.” Truly happy to aide in curbing his boredom, she grinned proudly; what more could she ask for? “I’m glad you like everything.” The deed brought her much comfort, she only wished that others could receive the same treatment or even better, if possible. “Aside from missing our talks, I’ve been good.” Understatement of the year. “More like amazing, despite the circumstances, you know?” She knew she could be honest with him, that there would be no ill-will. After-all she had mentioned her previous Mistress to him, though not in detail, still he knew enough to know that she was in good hands. “I’m happy to be with her again.”

[the-jamesmonroe]

James smiled, genuinely happy for her. He could only hope that someday he would find someone to claim him that would make him as happy as Sasha seemed to be. “Good. I’ve missed talking to you, but...I’m glad you don’t have to stay down here anymore, you know? I’m glad you’ve got a better place to stay. At least, I assume you have a better place to stay,” he smiled. “A real bed, probably.”

[kirainsin]

“If you think of a good dare, you can ask me. But like, you know…it’s hard with all the rules.” Maybe it wouldn’t have been hard if Kira wasn’t such a goodie- goodie. Alas, she was. That probably would never change. “Okay. Hm. This is two parts: If you could have anyone in the world go down on you would would it be? And then, vice versa…who would you want to do you?” 

Kira giggled and then swam around, circling James. She was eager to hear the answer and it showed on her face.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James laughed. “Wow, go straight for the hard questions, huh? All right, if I could go down on anyone, I would pick...maybe Scarlett Johansson? She beautiful. And if I could pick anyone to go down on me...let’s say Chris Evans. Yeah, definitely Chris Evans, have you seen that guy? Gorgeous. And he looks like he has the mouth for it.”

He moved from his back to tread water, smiling at Kira. “OK, my turn. If you could dominate or belong to anyone in the world, who would you pick?”

[submissivexlottie]

Gwen moved down the hallway carrying the tray that she’d carried the drink order on and was making her way back to the bar.  She was almost past the door when she was startled by the sound of someone calling out, like they saw her.  She slowed at the doorway before going inside.  It would be rude not to investigate and reply, right?  It didn’t take but a few steps inside to see not only the giant cross but the poor soul attached to it too.  “Are.. are you alright?  Have you just been left in here?”  She didn’t think it was okay for them to just be left but maybe there was something she’d missed.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James shifted a little, turning his head in the direction of the voice. “I...I guess I’m waiting, for someone, but...I’m guessing that someone isn’t you, is it?” he asked with a small smile. The voice sounded too tentative to be a mistress, and he didn’t think it sounded like they were playing some kind of trick on him. “I’m James, by the way. Sorry for you to find me like this. I guess...I guess someone changed their mind about me.”

[the-jamesmonroe]

[sashaxhaas]

“Don’t be silly.” She smiled, waving off his concern. “I wanted to. Besides, I know how boring it can get.” Sighed, she pushed that unsettling thought behind her. “Besides, you’ve always talked about your drawing skills, I want to see what you can do.” Grinning she gave away a hint as to one of things the bag held inside. ”Here, have a look.” Pushing her hand through the bars she held the bag out to him. Inside he would find a couple of books, which she chose based on what he had mentioned to be his favorites. Then last but not least; art supplies and a sketch pad.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James smiled at her, taking the bag. Carefully, he began pulling out the contents, his smile widening with each item he revealed. “Sasha...thank you. This is all perfect,” he said, still smiling. “And it’ll give me something to do down here, which is always great. How have you been? Now that you’ve been claimed?”

[mitchxwyatt]

Adam noticed the change in James when the guard left, understanding it very well as he had seen that before many times. ‘’I understand and it’s fine. Around some of the people here it’s probably best not to relax, but no worries around me, I’m not the type to go batshit crazy on slaves or on anyone for that matter. And yes, teeth can be fun to use.’’ He chuckled. ‘’Care to join me for a drink, James?’’ He asked while gesturing towards the staircase.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James smiled. “I’d love a drink,” he replied, following the other man in the direction of what he assumed to be his suite. He had been able to relax more and more the more time he spent here, but some of the guards still made him nervous, which caused to revert back to more formal training: no eye contact, always sir or ma’am, etc. 

[edwardmblake-blog]

The first time Arcelio had ever been burned, he was just a boy, reaching for runaway crayon over the candle of a restaurant table. Though it shocked him into tears, the scar faded in a matter of months. As he grew older, however, he allowed himself to be careless around an open flame, or ember. It wasn’t the pain that excited him, but rather the feeling of power that came from sustaining a wound and healing. Like being super-human, he would say.

“Hm. A nice, wide, canvas for such a tiny little tool,” he said as he wiggled the cigarette between his fingers. “Take off your shirt.”

[the-jamesmonroe]

“Yes, sir.” James tugged his shirt off and set it aside, folding it neatly. He didn’t like to throw his things around, especially when he was with a master or mistress. He had been trained to be neat by a few of the people he’d been with before, and while it hadn’t been formal training, it had still stuck. He turned slightly, presenting his back to the master and waiting for that spark of pain.

[sashaxhaas]

@the-jamesmonroe

Once she entered the basement, Sasha felt a sense of apprehension take over. It almost held her immobile once the elevator doors opened to reveal the dreary space. A deep breath was all it took for her to quell the uneasiness in her spirit. There is no need for her to worry obviously thanks to her change in status, unlike those who currently peered out from behind their bars as she made her way to her destination– visiting a friend. He was one of the few that she had connected with during her stay, and she felt it important to maintain such a connection. Pleased to find James resting comfortably, she grinned before disturbing him. “Rise and shine Jamesy, I come bearing gifts.” Sasha greeted in a sing-song tone.

[the-jamesmonroe]

James yawned, stretching. “Sasha?” he asked once he identified the voice, surprised. “What are you doing here?” he smiled, happy to see her. He hadn’t expected to see her outside of his cell, but he wasn’t going to spend too long thinking about it. He was happy to see her again, as he’d liked talking with her. She’d seemed like something he would want to be even better friends with. “Gifts?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “You didn’t have to get me anything--”

[dahliaforbes]

Never had she been more thrilled to explore this aspect of the lifestyle. The blindfold wasn’t only to exploit the situation, but to also provide her with the anonymity she craved for this scene in particular. At least that’s how she played it out in her head following the research she conducted. Finding all her instructions followed to the letter was an added plus as well. “Yes darling,” Dahlia spoke up when she noticed his attempts to gain some sort of visual. “Don’t bother trying you’re not going to catch even a glimpse of me.” Amusement clear in her tone, Dahlia approached, the slave, heels of her boots clicking to match the prowl-like sway of her hips. “Comfortable– James is it?”

[the-jamesmonroe]

James listened for any clues he could gather about the person. He swallowed, settling again, head facing forward. “Yes, mistress,” he replied after a brief moment, wracking his brain to try to identify the voice. He wasn’t sure they’d ever met before, and he was unsure what to expect. What did she have planned for him? He tried to relax, although his arms were beginning to ache slightly. It was nothing to worry about, but he wanted to move, and knowing that he couldn’t was a little exciting. 

[the-jamesmonroe]

James tried to relax, but he couldn’t stop his foot from jiggling. Luckily, it didn’t make much difference. He didn’t know who had requested him, but they had apparently requested that he be tied up in one of the playrooms, and from his position on the St. Andrew’s Cross, he wasn’t going anywhere. Blindfolded and unable to see anything at all, he licked his lips nervously. He debated whether to call out, to see if anyone was there at all, for quite some time, but his arms were beginning to get tired, despite the fact that they were tied in position. “Is anyone there?” he asked, turning his head as much as he could, as if this would allow him to see anything.

[mitchxwyatt]

Adam placed his hand under the other’s chin to have him look up. ‘’No need to look down and no need for calling me Sir, yet anyway. I’m Adam, what’s your name?’’ He said with a smile, gesturing at the guard that it was fine and he didn’t need assistance. It became annoying sometimes to have to tell them to stand down but he was used to it from back home anyway where his own guards were. ‘’To be honest, it looks more like you need to relax. I don’t bite. Not much anyway.’’

[the-jamesmonroe]

James smiled at him. “I’m James.” He relaxed slightly as the guard left. They always made him nervous. He was, however, still visibly tense. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, si--Adam. And you’re probably right, I do need to relax. But it’s hard, sometimes. I get keyed up, and need to be taken down...” He grinned at the joke. “That’s almost disappointing. I don’t mind a little bit of teeth.”

[mitchxwyatt]

How long had it been? Months? A year? Time had flown by and life had changed a lot since Adam had set foot in a place like this, yet he needed it. Needed to get away from life at home, so here he was again at a place where he could enjoy himself at least. ‘’Fingerprint? Seriously?’’ He chuckled as he let the device scan his thumb while he was checking in, looking back to see some staffmember pick up his suitcases. ‘’Leave it, I’ll get them up myself.’’ He mused as he signed in, penning down his signature so he could head up to his ‘ golden cage’ as he liked to call his suite. From the corner of his eyes he could see someone watching, perhaps just out of curiosity, so he gave a nod in greeting as he approached them. ‘’Hi, something on your mind?’’

[the-jamesmonroe]

James looked down quickly. He’d been being walked back to his cell by one of the guards, but the man had caught his attention, especially since he appeared to just be arriving. “Nothing, sir. I just couldn’t help but notice that it looks like you’re just getting here,” he replied. If truth be told, he was always happy to see a new master. As much as he loved submitting to the mistresses, sometimes he wanted something...different. “Maybe...maybe you need someone to help you relax? After traveling?”