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Loka smiles at his reaction to her touch, making sure to maintain this pace against his dick as the two spoke. Even when they kiss she would show his dick no mercy, always having been interested in training his endurance. When they met, Gideon was more of a sprinter but through the past months of their sexual relationship she’s trained him to better ‘go with the flow’. After their kiss, Gideon would feel a dainty hand of his girlfriend suddenly apply a lot of force to press his lips against her perky tits, her hard nipples begging to get sucked on. “ Worship your mistresses tits” she commands, suddenly asserting herself as the dom. “Be good and you might just cum” she taunts. If he decides to turn the table and dom her instead, I’d be fine with it btw.

The poor girl shivers alongside a pathetic whimper of pleasure when she feels his tongue. Her first sexual experience was coming from a man planning to give her away to a village that might kill her… The fear underlying her embarrassment would only improve this depraved little woman’s experience. This was more exciting than anything even her absurd porno’s could prepare her for. She stares at his thick green dick as it grinds against her petite, desperate cunt. Forcing little moans out of her as she otherwise does nothing but watch. Too frozen by fear to play along but also far too allured but her lust to let her fear make her resist. He would notice a little grin grow on her face moments before he begins pushing the tip inside of her. A grin that’s quickly replaced by a silly face only a mix of pain and pleasure could induce. Pain due to the dicks shear girth in her virgin slit.

Now that she was allowed to close her thighs again she would begin trying to, feeling the ropes dig into her squishy thighs in new ways thanks to this position he had put her into. She may have outwardly resisted this but her willingness to resist the sensations was quickly diminishing as her wet panties only got more wet. That is, until he calls attention to the defenseless little garment…. She would stop all her rope grinding and freeze up when he points out her panties and how embarrassing they must have appeared. Her face becomes bright red, remembering just how powerless she was. A memory which, unfortunately, begins making her even more aroused against her best wishes! “W-wait a se-“ she whimpers as she feels his finger against the sensitive spot and makes the cutest face he’d seen in a long time. She gasps softly and tries to close her legs when he pulls her panties aside, obviously failing. “I-I-I-I-I-I….” Is the only response she can muster to his question as her underlying craving for lovemaking only grew. “B-Be gentle….” She says meekly, giving consent indirectly as she looks into his eyes.

Loka doesn’t seem very happy about him not moving at first but grows a smirk as he pulls out his meaty dick. She chuckles and smirks more at his invitation before stepping over him and squatting down until she was straddling him once again. She wraps her gentle hand around his dick and holds it between the two of them, stroking the head slowly as her slit rubs against the side. “Do you enjoy not letting me see all of you~? Or are you just lazy~?” She asks playfully before leaning in for another kiss. “Either way… I think we should spend more time together until I can fix that~” she whispers as she strokes his dick a little faster.

Gideon would find that her hands linger on his scars, seemingly attracted to or enjoying how they felt. Loka chuckles at his response and goes in for one last smooch before looking him in the eyes and speaking. "I suppose it might be difficult to reach with these clothes still on, hm~?" she teases before suddenly standing up over him. With a brush of her hand and a few hip sways her panties drop to sand beneath her and she kicks them aside lightly. Her bare, tight pussy exposed to him and revealed to be quite wet. "Care to join me~?" she asks, stepping aside and kneeling down, eagerly awaiting him stripping. The tide would seem to push its way just a little further up the beach as they began to get spicier and spicier. Evidently the Angel was getting excited as well just watching the two of them make love in her domain.

She grins Into the kiss and even as he speaks she still leans in for more smooches in between his sentences. Once he finishes she goes in for a few more until finally responding. As her crotch deliberately grinds against the cock that so deeply desired her body, she says, “The only shore you’ll crash your waves against will be the fertile beaches of my womb~….” She says that almost with her authoritative voice she uses to calm uppity villagers, already set on you fathering her child it seemed. He would then feel his top being pulled up off of him by her delicate hands, only for her to then press her flat stomach and supple breasts against his manly flesh. Her hands move along his body, feeling every scar and bulge of muscle they could find. All the while this insatiable woman demanded more kisses still, having always loved the taste of his lips.

She doesn’t reply to his comment about behavior, instead getting a bit pouty and turning quite red in the face. She keeps up her bratty expression until he moves her petite yet curvy body so easily with his manly strength. She whimpers a bit in protest as she’s sat on the table like a display toy but the embarrassment only skyrockets as she’s defenseless against having her legs spread. Well… she was technically able to close them but… he said not to so she was basically incapable of it~! She squirms shyly at the idea he now had unhindered access to her cock starved little cunt. A cunt that’d be wetting the cute panties with her desperate juices. In all this she’d still be rubbing against the ropes where she could, unable to resist the pleasure these tight ropes offered her.

She grins as she feels his hand along her spine, enjoying the slowly growing looseness of her bra as he spoke. “Divine wrath does seem like a fitting punishment~” she says just before her bra falls. She tosses it aside and watches his hand move to her sensitive nipple, making her purr as she enjoys his touch. “Unless the Angel likes what she sees~” she says as she climbs into his lap, straddling him and putting her tits near his face. She leans down to lock their eyes together with her lips less than an inch from his. “Think we’ll be able to excite her~?” She asks teasingly before pressing their lips together. “I know I am~” she says as she grinds her crotch against his, eager to feel a growing bulge begin begging for her touch.

Loka blushes and purrs affectionately at the kiss on her cheek, only getting more red faced when he goes to her lips soon after. “Maybe that’s why I’m here~. I’d hate for fish to be the highlight of your day when you have two women so infatuated with you, myself included~,” she says as she leaned closer, leaving little room between their faces. She speaks gently, “Speaking of worship… and fun…” she pauses, giving him a needy look he knew well when she’d make it. “You have permission to start touching my body~” she says even more softly. He basically constantly had that permission but she was seemingly getting impatient and was straight up telling him her desire. “Maybe after some foreplay… you could carry me back to my beach home~… for more~?” she says, wanting the submissive role between them but moreso wanting her desires known.

Loka would gasp at what he said but grows a playful grin. “To imply such lewdness of my fair lady!” She giggles and smacks him lightly, “You are lucky we like you so much~. Just don’t go speaking like that to the other mortals, yes?” She says with an earnest tone. “Don’t get too comfortable with her… It’s my job to be the one you have fun with~” she says flirtatiously, leaning more against him. “Though… be good and we might all share a bed~” she teases. The duo would certainly notice that for one wave of the tide the water would rise especially high, wetting their feet before returning to the regular tide. Loka chuckles, “Seems she’s reminding us she is listening~. I’m sorry, Ma’am, but you know how he can be~” she says before turning to look at him with an endearing look in her eyes.

The man would enjoy the familiar submissive moans of a young woman as she can’t help but enjoy the way the rough, tight ropes pressed against her body. She was supposed to be against this! It felt so right though~. She whimpers to herself and squirms with growing carnal needs, her juicy thighs rubbing together as much as the ropes would allow her to move them. “I-I’ll behave…. You better not tell anyone how easily I submit to this… I… I don’t enjoy it… I don’t.” She lies. She was blushing, aroused, and squirming constantly against the tough ropes. She couldn’t stop herself from squirming, she just loved how it made the ropes grind against her too much. How the ropes would feel when they dug into her sensitive skin just a little tighter when she pulled against them. She’s never read smut about this particular fetish nor has she ever imagined being a damsel but she was starting to wish she’d been treated like this sooner.

Loka can’t help but grin when he reveals he was talking about her. Even the cheesiest of flirts would make her blush if it came from this man. “I am well,” She replies simply, “Happy to have your company for the moment~.” He would feel her begin leaning into him affectionately as he holds her. She finally turns her head to look at him and grins wider still. “I’m not sure you should flirt too much… what if she gets jealous~?” She says teasingly. “Not to mention I might end up liking you even more than she does~,” implying the Angel already held an infatuation for the man. Loka would begin rubbing his back with her hand as the other hand drags through the sand idly.

The tight, form fitting dress would make tying her body securely more easy than he was used to with other humanoids. He’d feel her every curve as his hands so roughly moved along her body through the thin fabric. To make matters worse, when he moves to her legs he finds the loose part of the dress was the only thing between him and her defenseless panties. Her thick thighs squish nicely beneath the pressure of the rope bindings as she lets out gentle whimpers. She stops resisting as she begins submitting to the strength of this man. “Wouldn’t I seem more innocent if I came willingly?” She asks in a final attempt for freedom, blushing lightly as she feels his hands touching all over her lower half. “Y-you aren’t exactly a stranger to tying up women. Are you…?~” She asks, unable to ignore how intricately and deliberately all of the rope was placed on her body. Something about it reminded her of witch smut she’d read long ago. “I-… I’m always well behaved….” She says as she blushes more deeply, a submissive fetish or two shining through her innocent exterior.

A very tol boi~! I hope you enjoy your time here

Loka, the local cleric for The Woman on The Beach, would be strolling along this beautiful sandy shore. Her toes digging into the loose sand with each step as she listens to the tide, watching and listening for anything that didn’t belong on her Angel’s beach. She’d have little clothing too speak of, only covering her privates to not be too off putting to the people of the village. Her skin tanned perfectly beneath the constant blazing sun as a result. As she walks she’d notice a man she and the Angel had spoken to on many occasions. She approaches him with a growing smile until she invites herself to sit down right beside him. Her shoulder nudging his as she sways slightly. “Beautiful, isn’t it?” She asks, looking out at the water and not yet making eye contact with him. “Much like the fair woman who protects it,” she adds in reference to the Angel they both revered. She digs her feet into the warm sand as she makes herself comfortable. She continues looking out at the water, enjoying the view and the company of someone else. She seldom would enjoy the company of others as most visitors came looking for aid or were on the way to go fishing.

Jadzia would not resist at first, watching him take her hands and bind them with mild confusion on her otherwise placid face. She would look up at him and try to pull away once it was too late, tugging against the bindings fruitlessly. “What? Why does you intuition say to take an innocent witch hostage? A-and a pretty one at that!” She says with growing distress. She would make tying the ropes very difficult and just when he finishes getting her elbows touching she thrashes especially hard but just whimpers when she can’t break the rope. She doesn’t resist as hard as she probably could, her surface level relationship with this man enough to make her averse to harming him… or trying to rather. This was the first person she’d spoken to in months and he was putting her in bindings! It’s a good thing this girl has heavily romanticized witch life or she might be a lot more against this and upset. Not to say she isn’t against it and upset.

“I am only telling you exactly what I interpret from the cards before us. They do not always make total sense as the cards usually know things that others do not. You just need faith.” She says with a reassuring smile before turning back to the cards once again. “The fifth card here represents what the future will hold if the situation is dealt with properly. We drew The Empress, which represents beauty, nature, and abundance. Seems like defeating it soothing this creature will do the world good. Likewise, the sixth card is Strength, telling us that if the event is to go on as it currently is then courage and influence of some kind is to follow. Perhaps the cards believe that if you don’t deal with the issue now then the villagers will endanger themselves when they get the courage to do so?” She says. She would pause for a moment, having finished the main cross portion of the reading. She then points to the last four in order as she says. “How you see yourself, What resources you have to rely on, Any hopes and fears, and finally where to look next. We drew….” She tilts her head and shrugs as if she was offered an odd notion. “The Fool, Inverse The Devil, Inverse The Star, and The Moon” she stops to think and then would finish with an explanation of the cards altogether. “The cards seem to think you don’t know what you are doing here. You’ve not done this sort of thing before, have you? You seem to have at your disposal your disconnection from this event. The cards say that exploring Your dark thoughts would benefit you, it seems. For your hopes and fears… darling you drew a card that represents a lack of faith and total despair. Oh dear. Finally, The cards want you to look next to your intuition and subconscious. That might help you.

Name: Sen’ketta Age: 73 (Is a fully matured drow that exhibits slightly milf-like features) Occupation: Bodily Manipulation and slave trading Outsider of Worship: None (Wants an Outsider of violence or domination to follow) Place of Residence (Or its nearest Landmark): The Mountain City Olfrus Bio: Sen is a devilishly intelligent Drow woman that has taken it upon herself to find a surface dwelling man/woman to turn into her mate. She fully plans on enslaving them and subjecting them to a new life of sexual yet oddly romantic servitude. This started years ago when she left the caves below and since she has grown somewhat into the society of the mountain city. The change would be entirely due to her borderline inept ability to socialize, scaring away potential mates when she suddenly hands them a collar to put on and therefore forcing her residence to be extended over and over. She left her home to find a lover when her mother asserted that if she doesn’t get married soon she’d be sold to the highest bidding drow. At this point she is about as valid a lover to a human as any other elf, having had years to learn certain customs. Her more intense interests and evil desires have become simply something she’s romanticized about over the years. Now they are just her fetishes as her true beliefs more closely align with her neighbors than her kin. Kinks: Light blood play, thighjobs, being worshipped, hearing her partner beg (for anything), raceplay (Strong belief in Drow superiority. This fetish can be set aside if it makes you uncomfortable), Dominatrix, bdsm. Limits: Scat, Gore (most of it anyway), and Vore. Has little interest in the more traditional forms of love making. Reference Image (Or detailed Description):

Name: Loka Henst Age: 24 Occupation: Cleric Outsider of Worship: The Lady On The Beach Place of Residence: Wiltons Beach Bio: Loka is a young Elven woman that has lived a large portion of her life on the beach that The Lady On The Beach watches over. Loka was found one day washed ashore on those very sands atop some driftwood, presumably she was the survivor or a shipwreck but she was too young to remember any of it now. Saved by the angelic outsider, she now lives her life as the angels most devout follower. The pale complexion of her kin completely replaced by a sexy caramelization as she spends almost every day in the sun. With the Angels limited following Loka would in fact be the only mortal that she is able to grant clerical abilities. Not for any inability to have many clerics but because the Angel saw fit to grant this elf all the divine power she had to spare on clerics. With this unfiltered divine aid, Loka has become a moderately formidable cleric. Kinks: Caretaker (being the caretaker herself), breeding, lactation, nursing handjobs, gentle dom (wether she is the dom or the sub doesn’t matter), and whatever else her partner may desire. Limits: Scat, Gore, Vore, and most fetishes that include bodily harm. Reference Image (Or detailed Description):

The woman smiles and looks back down to her cards. She begins flipping the cards one by one so they’d be face up. “In order, these cards represent the situation at hand, the opposition you are up against, the time period that was 6-12 months ago, and then the past 6 months” she explains, Pointing in order to the first four cards as marked in the image sent earlier in the thread. She points back to the first card. “This card is Inverse The Lovers. It represents an imbalance or some sort of misalignment of views. This might mean your monster seems to have some sort or disagreement with the village. Or perhaps you yourself are having some issues with your morality? It combines well with this second card, The Hermit, which speaks of soul searching and introspection. Either you or this beast is in some need for self realization. For now I’ll work on the assumption that the cards are focused on your monster.” She finishes as she looks back up at him. She seems to be checking if he was still focused and then returns to the third and fourth cards. “Third, you have Inversed The Emperor. It represents Excessive control and domination. The beast would seem to have had a long past with being controlled more than it could bear. This violence you seem to report might explain the fourth card. Inverse The Hierophant represents personal beliefs and freedom. Even so much as challenging the status quo. I believe the beast might be attacking the village for reasons beyond simple bestial nature. How does any of that sound to you?” She asks as she turns back to him. Looking to see any confirmation from him to encourage her further.

Love her. Good long bio. Very pretty. Hope we see lots of her in the future

Hello everyone! I hope everyone that celebrates thanksgiving had a wonderful time this year with it. I’ve been pretty inactive the past week and I’m thinking once my life gets a little more back in normal order I’ll be active again. In honor of Thanksgiving let me say that I for one am thankful to have found a place in this fun little website. I’ve met lots of nice people.

The witch's grin never ceases to light up her face as the tall, handsome man encourages her further. She would stand up and waddle a few steps until sitting down in the seat beside his, placing her at 90 degrees from him. She hops in her chair to adjust it until the angle between them was smaller and their distance even tighter as she tries to give the both of them the same perspective onto the cards being drawn and placed. Then, she begins with tossing the cards all out haphazardly onto the table and with the palms of her hands to the table she makes swirling motions to mix the cards together in a strange fashion. "This style of card shuffling probably looks silly but trust me its the correct way! Its to represent the constant flow and mixing of life. It also helps make cards end up upside down, which tarot cards need to be sometimes" she adds with a confidence in her voice. With the cards shuffled and collected back into a stack she then places out into a Celtic Cross formation, allowing the big man to draw his final card and pointing to where she wants him to place it. "Now, normally I ask the question before I draw these but you already asked you question so it should be fine!" she starts as she then looks up to him, stars in her precious little eyes. "That said would you like to ask it again just so we are on the same page?" she asks softly. As she leans up to him and asked that question he would notice just how close she was to him, her tight fitting witch dress showing him all the right curves in this accidentally romantic candlelight. He could tell she wasn't quite trying to flirt but the little woman was far from a prude when it came to her mannerisms around him. This sudden closeness in reality would more be due to her social ineptitude than due to any romantic attraction. That would come later~. (When we get to it she will explain the tarot cards and their positions. I actually really enjoy tarot irl lol.)

ooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sexy fish man uwu~. The Woman On The Beach definitely would have revealed herself to him at least a few times a month to give him blessings. Especially when going to fight ocean monsters that she thought would threaten her village.

There are some aspects whom can gather power without being directly worshipped in this world. This reply will go over some of them but keep in mind that aspects can be anything so ask while creating your character if this applies to your prospective aspect. Most notable would be outsiders that represent nature! The nature aspect is one of the most powerful aspects outside of cities despite their followers usually being limited to druids and those who live close to nature such as small village inhabitants. This is because nature outsiders can also derive strength from the animals and plants inside of the region under their control. For example, the forest to the northeast (recently claimed by Chiyako and titled the White Forest) has a huge amount of biological activity that makes Chiyako's outsider a force to be reckoned with... if she wasnt a younger outsider with less power to start with that is. Two other lesser aspects that are notable would be Sex and Death outsiders. Outsiders of death are usually minor aspects with meddling power but in times of war, plague, etc. and the death rates climb these creatures grow to become major aspects for as long as the events persist. During these times they often use this power to gather individuals that like their ideals and start barbaric or bandit-like tribes that dedicate their time to pillaging and attacking innocents to feed their outsider's bloodlust. Sex/lust outsiders usually dont play huge roles in society as nobody really needs convincing to be horny usually but they still find themselves strongest in cities and other places with a high density of depravity. Cities with many brothels and sex workers or with a populace that's made sex more commonplace tend to have a powerful lust outsider that sits in the background enjoying the power they are given.