SataiRolePlayingGuy

This was certainly the woman behind the professional shell. Part of Logan told him to stop, let her collect herself. But as a man, he could not ignore a woman who wanted him specifically so badly. He was starting to feel erect again, he would fuck her soon, but seeing how she loved this, he gave her what she wanted, aggressively sucking on it. As hard he could, almost as if he was trying to hopelessly draw milk out of it. He ‘hungered’ for it at least. Loved it enough on its own, encouraged more by the reaction.

It was dangerous to push this too far, to let a whore favor one customer. But Logan was moving more with instinct now, remembering her advice. His mouth finally drew down towards breast that would have drawn him without the advice. Groping one enthusiastically, taking the other into his mouth, eagerly sucking? Things he had always wanted to do, to learn the feel of a woman’s breast. He kept her advice in mind but was currently indulging himself and studying her reaction.

Maxim felt more protected than he ever had in his life. Even back at the castle, before the war, there was always risk of assassination, by blade or arrow or poison. All the guards in the castle and armies in the field could not guarantee protection. Now though he had divine protection, no mortal enemy at least had a chance of getting past Anahel. “I swear I will not disappoint you or the gods for this blessing.” He knelt at the bed and offered a prayer of gratitude to the gods, one he was not sure if Anahel could also hear. As he finished, he decided to clarify that. “Do you hear my thoughts as if they were words. Or is that only within the gods’ power?” It could be convenient if he could communicate with her that way, even if it meant his thoughts were no longer truly private.

After a few hours Amy finally came back out. Still with a patient smile, looking down at her cute little pet. She had calmed down at least. “Well, what do you think? Are you willing to be trained? To be my pet? I do not expect it to be quick or easy. Let me be clear, much like any other pet. When you do well, I will reward you. If you disobey or cause trouble you will be punished. Are you ready? I will let you out if you are. But I expect you to be on all fours. You will not stand again, except when I tell you to.” She was serious. Skye was now expected to behave like a dog more often than not, in as many ways as possible. To think like one, move like one, act like one. Though it would take time for her to be trained to do it naturally.

It was not impossible Logan’s cock would be ready again by the time they reached that point. It was not part of her advice but he could not stop himself from instinctively grinding his crotch against hers for a moment. While continuing to suck harder at her neck. He did eventually plan to move to her breasts. But he could not resist lingering, hearing her beg more. Her reactions as a woman gave him a little help of natural instinct as a man. She was not just being a whore doing her job, she was beginning to genuinely want this.

Logan was trying to rely on her advice. Also the sort of things you might read or see in videos, at that both porn and not. It gave him a little bit of a vague idea, but he was careful not to rely on any of it too much, other than Anya’s advice and reactions. Hearing her sounds and seeing no reason to doubt they were genuine, he lingered in the area for a bit, doing some more of the same. He had came here for his own pleasure, to get experience. But he was sort who found it more appealing if Anya genuinely enjoyed it as well.

Well the one bodyguard had also seen her. That would help. Maxim intended to at least tell the rest of them. Having a backup witness would help. “Alright. I’m going to regroup with the rest of my guard first. We will probably need to sleep soon. We traveled long to get here and all need rest. I feel a lot more relieved knowing you are there, in case anyone does try to attack me.” Him and his guard headed back to the inn, where he gave a brief summary of what happened, the guard with him swearing it was true. They all felt relieved and honored that the gods confirmed the nobility of their mission. With that they began preparing for bed. He had own room, the guards were outside, still as extra precaution. He was alone, other than Anahel. “Angels do not have human needs, do they? You have no need to eat, drink, or sleep, even breathe? I hope it does not bother you too much to watch me sleep.” He taken his shirt off, but did not intend to undress further. Even without the angel’s presence, he likely would not have.

Amy smiled patiently. “Sorry, you are home now. You just need a little love and training. I can’t reward your current attitude, unfortunately. You have to stay in there until you have calmed down…Skye hmm…I might actually let you keep that name. Have to think about it. But you need some time to relax before we take the next step. I’ll be back later with your dinner. And if you are feeling a little more obedient, I may let you out.” It was going to be a slow process. To break her, make her think and act like a dog. A human needed good training to be that point. Most importantly, she could only reward Skye when she deserved it. She went back inside, planning to wait an hour or two and see what the girl thought afterwards. She would bring supplies with her dinner too.

Logan was unsure how much of that applied to Anya specifically, though generalized advice had been what he hoped for. She was talking about things he wanted to do anyway, and giving him useful advice on techniques. He put his hands on her shoulders and gently guided her onto her back. Probably not doing the shoulder massages this time, but intending to gradually use other parts of the advice, as laid on top of her. Beginning to kiss her neck some, sucking on it. Also seeing if she liked having her earlobe sucked on and lightly bit.

A thought occurred to Maxim, that should be addressed before leaving the temple. “Holy Anahel…” He was likely to call her things like that for awhile. How could you not address a genuine angel in such a fashion. “Forgive me if this is a disrespectful request. But do you have the power to hide your angelic aspects? Or just be invisible to those you do not wish to be seen by? In battle it would be useful for you to reveal yourself. But walking around this village, it would be easier not draw the attention of having an angel at my side.” There would be times he would want others to know. Undeniable proof the gods approved of his mission. But here the only thing it would likely accomplished was make it hard to move around.

Logan took his clothes off too. It just felt natural for both to be naked like this. His eyes were drawn to her body, staring at various parts, appreciating Anya’s beauty. He considered the best way to start. “How about giving me some basic advice first, and tell me any way you can think of to do better as I go.” That seemed the most effective way. He could do what he wanted, while taking her advice to do better. That was part of what he was here for, to get experience and learn how to make women happy, both sexually and not. He was aware the advice was going to at least somewhat specific to Anya, but it should have at least some usefulness for women in general.

Amy listened to the girl cry out. That was the sort of thing that would need to be punished later. But she would tolerate it for the moment, as she was still confused about the situation and there was no one else around to hear her. “You belong to me now. There is no one else except the two of us for miles. I will let you out eventually, but only when you deserve it.” She slid her hand across the top of the box, appreciating the treasure inside. “They did not tell you the ultimate plan here, I’m sure. You see, I meant it, when I called you my pet. It’s a dream of mine you see. To have a pet like you. Train you, teach you. It is natural to be scared right now. But you will learn. You will be happy.” She did not care what Skye went through. It was like taking a puppy from its parents. She was scared for now, but she would learn, and under Amy’s training and love, become happy.

That made sense as far as the games went. He was not sure if he would play any when here, but it would be useful to know. He shook his head on the offer. “I’m fine for now. Though I might take some coffee later, if we stay up late.” He considered what she said. He did consider himself a potential long term client. Though it remained to be seen how frequent and how far they went. He decided to try something else, something he believed should have been included in what he bought. ”How about this? I still need at least a little while longer to get it up again. But maybe come back over here, undress and give me some advice on how to please you.” It was something he had interest in. Her body was certainly appealing enough to enjoy even without his cock inside her.

That was an interesting list of activities. Anya certainly took this job seriously, seemed to care about making her customers happy. “Games, huh? And what sorts of those?” Logan was mostly curious because he had not noticed any when he came in and could not help but wonder what what sorts someone like her played with customers here. He had already ate, so was not going to try to get her to cook for him. The costumes were a maybe for some point over the evening, especially after her earlier offer. But not quite yet. Crushes, huh? Considering their work was having sex with men, and sometimes doing what the two of them were, emotional support in a sense, he was not completely surprised. Probably not falling for any of the guys who just fucked them and left. But it was probably hard for some of them to be completely neutral with longer term customers. The line between client/friend and more becoming a little blurred when you regularly had sex with them. “Do they find it hard, those with the crushes, to keep up their work after that happens? If they talk about that.”

That was a good question. “Do you get very many all night customers? What sort of things have you done with others in between, if you have?” It was technically part of her job, he supposed. To keep him entertained/satisfied in both sexual and non-sexual ways, until he left. But while he had some curiosity about that sort of thing, he was not going to rely what she did with others. Instead deciding to peek further into her life here. “Now that you are here, on average, how much do you enjoy it on a day to day basis? Is it very strange to live with your coworkers?” It may not have been her first choice of a job, but he wanted a better sense of if she had come to find some enjoyment doing this. Things to make up for the shame of selling her body to him and others like him.

Logan was tempted again, seeing Anya’s intimate area. She seemed to be inviting him in, to either ass or pussy, if he wanted to. And he very well might use both before the night was over. But for now he inched to it and jerked off for just a few seconds before the stream of cum came out, mostly landing on her ass. He let out a sigh. “That felt amazing, though I think I’m going to have to wait a little longer before we do something else.” Whether they talked some more, got to know each other better, or she gave him more advice. He had picked an all nighter and knew they would not be having constant sex. That did not bother him, while he knew better than to get too attached to her, he found the woman interesting, wanted to get closer to her, even if only as a friend.

Maxim stood up. He still felt a little uneasy. He was used to others showing him and loyalty. But that was other humans. An angel was the agent of the gods. A higher being at least worthy of his respect. “I am grateful for it. Even one angel is more valuable than a human army. I will not abuse this honor the gods have given me. But I have to admit, I prayed in some desperation, I did not expect them to give me a blessing like this. I have to consider how best to use your help.” He had some idea of her power. She could both temporarily empower him to match any hero of legend. She could also strike down armies at range. He did not want to rely on her too much. But with her power, regaining his kingdom looked within reach.

Well, that was more or less what Logan guessed. There were advantages to each. He suspected he even had the right to ask her to take it in her mouth then clean it out before continuing. But he decided not to go that far. He wanted to avoid things that made it feel more business like. He considered where might be better. Now he kind of wished they had undressed before this. Sure, she probably would not mind that much if he did on her dress, but he would have preferred to do it on cheaper clothes, if he was going to do that. He settled on a different. "...Ah...get on your hands and knees and slide your dress up. I'll do it there." He was half tempted to penetrate her like that, but he preferred to do that when he was not so close to orgasm.

Roleplay between @satairoleplayingguy and @AirAllie14 Basic premise: My character is a woman with a particular desire. She has always loved animals. Dogs particularly. But now she wanted something a little different. A human who she could train into a proper pet, to act and think like a dog. Still retaining some human characteristics, like speech, but not treated like one. (Some of these are ideas I had, we'll see how many get included. We only talked a little about setup, only went over some of these) Things like usually only wearing a collar, unless outside in public. Leashed. Often but not always on all fours. Perhaps eating out of bowls. Taken outside to do her business. Letting her actual dogs fuck her, maybe other animals as well. Expected to somewhat act like a dog/animal in general, but with some lingering humanity. Obviously it is hard to find a girl willing to do that. So she looked to into the darker side of society. Paid a group who had experience in kidnapping girls and selling them, no questions asked, to people interested in this sort of thing. Her new pet is about to be delivered. --------------------------------------------------------- The day had came. Amy heard the doorbell ring. A discrete black van was outside. She opened the door to see a man in a suit. The sort who was here to get things done quick then leave. "Where do you want the package?" Amy gestured to the back. "Let's put her house in the backyard." It was an isolated house. At least a few minutes drive from the nearest neighbor. No one to see or hear anything. So no concern about that choice. The man nodded and went back to the van. From the back several men carried a large metal box. Solid except for some small grating on the tops of the the two longer sides, to let air and light in. They slowly walked the box to her fenced in back yard and set in down in the middle. Inside the box was a girl. Already stripped. With nothing else but a thick blanket to sleep on. It was technically intended to be her 'dog house'. Though Amy intended to give her other places to sleep as a reward, after she started behaving, when she was a good girl. When the box was placed. The men quickly left. All payments had already been made. Nothing to sign. No records. They would never meet again, except maybe if Amy bought another pet from them. Once they were gone, she returned to the box, "Welcome home, my pet. I'm sure you are very confused. Don't worry, you will start to figure out what is happening very soon." She would not let the girl out immediately. Only when she was sure she would not put up a fight. Of course she had a plan too, if the girl did decide to fight or try to run.

When the light began to shine, Maxim knew he was getting some sort of answer and dropped back to his knees waiting. Would it be a vision, advice/directions, the appearance of a holy being? He had not imagined the prayer to be taken so seriously that an actually god would appear. Though it quickly became clear that that was not going to be the case. He looked up at the figure, awestruck. Her aura was clearly that of an angel. He had no doubt about that. It was true he had led to believe angels generally had a more impressive figure, larger, often not even resembling humans. This figure looked more like a little girl. But he would not let appearances fool him. This was clearly a divine being, one that could easily strike him down if he offended her or the god(s) that sent her. "Holy Anahel, blessed angel, I thank you and whoever sent you to my aid." Even one angel could make all the difference in restoring his kingdom. More importantly, it was also a sign the gods of his goal and would help more if needed and he continued to deserve it. He remained kneeling, in gratitude and respect to the holy being. He would not risk offended her. Her? Well probably not. Angels did not really have human gender, that's what the priests had always said anyway. Anahel just had a body that resembled a young human girl in some ways.

Whose a prospector?

The problem here is everything I searched for recently tended to be a picture for one character or another. Trying to think of the last thing that would not naturally have rule34 potential.

Would she be embarrassed to tell me?

Logan was not sure how short these were supposed to be. But possibly influenced by being his first time, and Anya clearly knowing what she was doing, he was not sure if this would last much longer. He also did not know what Anya intended to do when he came. If she had a preference, or if, as a whore, she would let her customer decide. The exact specifics of how much 'power' he had here, as the paying customer, was unclear, other than that he knew he would be thrown out by security if he tried to do something he had not paid for. But as long as he honored the agreement, he probably had a lot of say, and Anya was under a profession obligation, maybe even a personal desire, to make it as enjoyable as possible and do what he wanted. It was not a power he intended to abuse, but it was an interesting thing to think about. They were not in any sort of conventional relationship here, a business arrangement, that they were trying to make mutually enjoyable.