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desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/14/2006 11:33:56 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: litleone8620 Level picked up one of the knives, and slid it ever so slowly down the spine of one of his slave-girls. She stood very still so as not to be cut, but she needn't have worried; Level is very skilled in all he does. Level backed away, suddenly panicked. He had to get out of there. The awful odor of the food, and perfume mixed was making him nauseous. He grabbed his favorite slave-girl and got the hell out of there. Feastie smiled to herself as she watched Level's quick exit from the kitchen, her eyes sparkling she gave a quick peek around her, making sure none of the other slave girls could see her slight of hand she quickly uncapped a small bottle, pouring the contents into the butter frosting, she stirred it to a smooth texture before spreading it artfully onto the cake she had made, why had she made the cake, why was she here, stuck in the kitchen of this mad man when she could be home, content with her master, she just had to seek the fellowship of other slaves, oh she cursed the day she made that profile back on that web site she'd found while surfing the web for a new collar, she cured and hated herself for randomly flirting with the man online. Her longing to return home getting the better of her she slipped the frosted cake onto the table and stole into the bath chamber to wash away all signs of her deed...... Meanwhile Daddysredhead couldn't be more thrilled as she was chosen to be Leve's favorite screw for the night, her lusty green eyes sparkling with delight at the thought of having Level all to herself for a few hours she quickly pouted as she heard his deep voice call out "Peterk50, come here, and crawl, if I see anything lift above your elbows, I'll turn you over to Mary whats-her-name and she'll turn you into the little girl you so long to be" Peter's eyes growing huge with alarm, he slowly started his crawl forward, just as.....

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/14/2006 11:41:51 PM)
Meanwhile, Level and his favorite slave-girl ran across the street and into a dark wooded area, where they rested for a bit. "Who is going to control the other slave-girls?" asked his favorite. "They can take care of themselves. All i wanted was you." His slave-girl blushed all the way to her naked toes. That's when she realized: she was naked!

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/14/2006 11:48:17 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: litleone8620 Meanwhile, Level and his favorite slave-girl ran across the street and into a dark wooded area, where they rested for a bit. "Who is going to control the other slave-girls?" asked his favorite. "They can take care of themselves. All i wanted was you." His slave-girl blushed all the way to her naked toes. That's when she realized: she was naked! (((Lol littleone,that was great))

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/14/2006 11:51:21 PM)
Savagefeirie's head lifted as she peeked up from her seat by the fountian, the cool spray of it tickling her neck, she whispered into the cats ear, giving it an oder before it leapt down, quickly darting betweenthe feet of the waiting harem girls to follow Level and his favorite slave outside into the dark. Daddysredhead shuddered at realizing Level had stripped her so quickly of her clothing that she hadden't even blinked and now here she was outside, chilled, her skin goosebumping from the cool night air lick licking down her spine, but what did cool air on her back matter when she had a hot man to her front

Daddysredhead -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 12:12:50 AM)
(Just read all of this and I am rolling around like an idiot, giggling!!! I am completely without the mental tools right now to write as I am in fits of laughter. [sm=biggrin.gif] ) This is too funny... (goes to grab her sexiest flannel jammies as she has just found herself nekkid in story thread) LOL!!! edited to add hugs to my fellow GERH... : )

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 12:18:02 AM)
((Huggles right back...here's hopin Level will still talk to me in the morning)) Edited to add, I'm off to have sweet dreams, enjoy and please add to it, so Im not hogging the story

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 12:21:56 AM)
((I would have had a part sooner, but my computer conked out on me.)) Level smiled slowly, watching his slave-girl take notice of her sorry state of nekkidness. "How did you get me nekkid so fast?" She whipered, incredulously. "A Master never tells." Meanwhile, SavageFaerie's cat darted between cars, and slipped into the house full of slave-girls. It managed to get all the way to the bathroom where Feastie was trying to wash away of guilt of what she had just done (out damn spot). Suddenly, the cat morphed into impishhellcat. Feastie stared, dumbfounded at the cute little girl standing in front of her. "I know what you did, and i'm going to tell. Unless you do something for me." Feastie looked at the cat warily. "What do i have to do?" The cat just smiled her feline smile.....

aellea -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 12:41:38 AM)
meanwhile in another part of town -- as the wreckage crew gets to the accident site where the airline had run aground... they wrap huge straps about the body of the plane to lift it onto a huge trailer hauler to reassemble it and other parts in a vast warehouse to piece together the puzzle of how the accident happened. as the last of the 'widebodied' fuselage is hoisted vertically... lo' and behold the men snap quickly to attention at the sight of their lame duck president's wife... laying on her back, sprawled wide open and skirt hiked to her belly button where the immense hulk had landed rifling her dainties as a crisp breeze from the sea could do in a squall. the oddest thing though... even as her lip stick was smeared... there was a satisfied smile upon the cadaverous face... one like they had never seen on poor hilary's face... almost like she finally reached nirvona!!! doffing their hats...

ArtimisBlack -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 9:03:06 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: litleone8620 ((I would have had a part sooner, but my computer conked out on me.)) Level smiled slowly, watching his slave-girl take notice of her sorry state of nekkidness. "How did you get me nekkid so fast?" She whipered, incredulously. "A Master never tells." Meanwhile, SavageFaerie's cat darted between cars, and slipped into the house full of slave-girls. It managed to get all the way to the bathroom where Feastie was trying to wash away of guilt of what she had just done (out damn spot). Suddenly, the cat morphed into impishhellcat. Feastie stared, dumbfounded at the cute little girl standing in front of her. "I know what you did, and i'm going to tell. Unless you do something for me." Feastie looked at the cat warily. "What do i have to do?" The cat just smiled her feline smile..... "Please I'll do anything you ask!" Feastie begged her "Please don't tell!" The cat gave a laughing purr and replied "Well, let just see what you have to offer, shall we?" Gracefully she approached Feastie and before you could even blink The cat had extended her claws and was running them down the curve of Feastie spine until she was cupping Feastie's nicely rounded bottom, her claws leaving red lines across the skin. Feastie shivers at the sharp erotic sensation, the contrast of the soft fur and sharp claws nearly overwhelming in their intensity. "My," said The Cat "such a lovely plump thing, nearly ready to gush with juices at the merest touch" Then suddenly there was crash behind them. The Cat jumped and left a perfect set of claw marks of Feastie's behind. "You!" The Cat exclaimed.......

Level -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 9:06:51 AM)
"You!" The Cat exclaimed....... .........."yes, it's me, Ed McMahon!"

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 9:22:33 AM)
((Level, i don't know where you come up with these things.)) The glaring lights of the TV cameras nearly blinded Feastie and impish. "You've won the grand prize of $10 million dollars!" Ed McMahon shouts. The cat and Feastie stare shell shocked, unable to say a word. "Now which one of you is littleone?" He asked, looking back and forth between the two lovely ladies. "I am." Said littleone, coming into the bathroom. The TV cameras turned to her, and a giant-sized novelty check was handed to her. Meanwhile..... the cat and Feastie slipped out quietly and ran off into the night.....

Daddysredhead -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:01:52 AM)
Littleone's happiness was short-lived. Soon after Ed McMahon left the scene, an IRS representative approached her talking about the tax implications of receiving such a hefty sum. The other slave girls, drawn by the bright lights and all the camotion, quickly surround the G-man, and using their disarming womanly wiles, quickly had him stripped and tied to a St. Andrew's cross, ball gag in place. His eyes widened as the doors to this secluded dungeon opened, and LaTigresse and CrouchingTigress appeared, donning black leather, looking stunning, and carrying the tools of their trade...

Tamerofwild1s -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:19:51 AM)
too fuckin funny

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:32:08 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead Littleone's happiness was short-lived. Soon after Ed McMahon left the scene, an IRS representative approached her talking about the tax implications of receiving such a hefty sum. The other slave girls, drawn by the bright lights and all the camotion, quickly surround the G-man, and using their disarming womanly wiles, quickly had him stripped and tied to a St. Andrew's cross, ball gag in place. His eyes widened as the doors to this secluded dungeon opened, and LaTigresse and CrouchingTigress appeared, donning black leather, looking stunning, and carrying the tools of their trade... G-man whimpered in fright, and struggled against his restraints. For in their hands were brightly colored peacock feathers; and he knew exactly what they were going to do with them. Meanwhile...... Littleone hung her head and cried after having 2/3 of her prize money taken away from her. If only there was someone to comfort me, she thought. She hears footsteps outside her bedroom, and who of all people show up......

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:42:06 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead Littleone's happiness was short-lived. Soon after Ed McMahon left the scene, an IRS representative approached her talking about the tax implications of receiving such a hefty sum. The other slave girls, drawn by the bright lights and all the camotion, quickly surround the G-man, and using their disarming womanly wiles, quickly had him stripped and tied to a St. Andrew's cross, ball gag in place. His eyes widened as the doors to this secluded dungeon opened, and LaTigresse and CrouchingTigress appeared, donning black leather, looking stunning, and carrying the tools of their trade... CrouchingTigress's lips quirked up into a half smile as she slowly traced a finger tip over the smoothness of the leather paddle in her hand, her eyes twinkling with heat she followed them into the room.... ..."Mmmmmm." LaTigresse thought as she absently cupped her hand to the G-man's rounded ass cheek, it was a handful, a handfull she was enjoying toying with, this was a perfect canvus, or rather it was when they had entered the room, smiling she gazed down at her handy work, admiring the raised welts and purpleish-blue flowers blooming on the poor sobbing man's ass...."Ahhhh. one day I will replace Mary Whats-her-name as Level's favorite punish-er." Already growing bored with their newest toy, CrouchingTigress was stroking her long sharpened finger nail down benji's spine, loving the way he shivered against her lap she coo'ed softy into his ear, her voice soft as she dipped her finger tip between the soft scented crack of his ass she tickled his tail bone, making the poor pup jump as the hardness of him throb throb throbbed his torment, he fought against wiggling his hips to brush the tip of himself against her thigh to ease his torment, he barely heard the words whispered into his ear. "benji" She said "Benji, are you listening to me?" She asked as she dug her claws into the softness between his cheeks "I want your attention pup, I have a job for you to do, now listen closely, one wrong move, and I will turn you over to Tamerofwildone's and we don't want that now do we?' Benji shook his head to clear away the pleasure pain sensation and listened closely as his Mistress whispered once more into his ear........

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:45:54 AM)
((little one, I'm sorry I missed your posting while I was writting))

Level -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:47:56 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: litleone8620 quote: ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead Littleone's happiness was short-lived. Soon after Ed McMahon left the scene, an IRS representative approached her talking about the tax implications of receiving such a hefty sum. The other slave girls, drawn by the bright lights and all the camotion, quickly surround the G-man, and using their disarming womanly wiles, quickly had him stripped and tied to a St. Andrew's cross, ball gag in place. His eyes widened as the doors to this secluded dungeon opened, and LaTigresse and CrouchingTigress appeared, donning black leather, looking stunning, and carrying the tools of their trade... G-man whimpered in fright, and struggled against his restraints. For in their hands were brightly colored peacock feathers; and he knew exactly what they were going to do with them. Meanwhile...... Littleone hung her head and cried after having 2/3 of her prize money taken away from her. If only there was someone to comfort me, she thought. She hears footsteps outside her bedroom, and who of all people show up...... ..........Don Ho walked into the room............ he watched Tigress with benji.........

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:50:49 AM)
Who the hell is Don Ho?

Level -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:53:55 AM)
quote: ORIGINAL: litleone8620 Who the hell is Don Ho? A famous (?) Hawaiian singer. He did "Tiny Bubbles" [image]http://www.tombarefoot.com/companyart/don_ho.jpg[/image]

Level -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:55:23 AM)
G-man whimpered in fright, and struggled against his restraints. For in their hands were brightly colored peacock feathers; and he knew exactly what they were going to do with them. Meanwhile...... Littleone hung her head and cried after having 2/3 of her prize money taken away from her. If only there was someone to comfort me, she thought. She hears footsteps outside her bedroom, and who of all people show up...... .........Michael Jackson and bobo!...........

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