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I would to have romantic roleplay with Harely Quinn after she leaves the Joker. This could be with an oc or an existing character like Robin, Poison Ivy or even Batman. Of course, romantic is a relative term. This is Harley we're talking about so she'll see herself as more of an object than a person. It'll be up to you how to deal with this and I'm willing to go multiple routes.2 points
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Skye came over and began to listen to Amy’s words. “A-a fog show… for other dogs like me…? Oh um wow… that sounds… exciting… it’s making me a little nervous too…”1 point
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Amy was getting more convinced Skye was starting to do it naturally, which pleased her. “Good girl. I’m impressed you won your game there. But that was not why I called you. I wanted to let you know about something I found and signed us up for. Something that could be interesting, hopefully fun. A dog show. Not just a dog show, but one for dogs like you. You get to meet and compete with others like you. Who know what it feels like, consider themselves dogs like you. Sounds interesting, doesn’t it? The chance to prove to others you really are a dog?” Winning would be nice, but what Amy really wanted was for others to see Skye. To1 point
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Fatima looks at Bryan as he goes on, speaking his mind about them being infidels and possible coming to stir up trouble. Before she can give an answer back to him, the other one chimes in as well. She takes her time to let them fully finish before she comments in return. She does nod along and listen carefully for both males as they make their case. Already, she is showing much more patience, self restrain and manners, than all of the men they met here put together, which is saying more about them, than her, more than likely."Well, first off...anyone NOT a muslim is per definition, an infidel - that you cannot avoid being labelled as. Of cour1 point
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Skye heard her mistress call for her and immediately perked up and dropped the rope and immediately came crawling over quickly to her and sat before her panting for attention with her tongue hanging out of her mouth.1 point
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Imp has rarily had chances of normal conversation, as it usually has been doing the bidding of the Hellish Lords up until now and they are not exactly the type to make pleasantries or casual talk."I am...Imp. At least, that is what my kind is called. My brood has been bred, trained and brainwashed to murder, conquer and ravage. I am here to finally try and put a stop to that and to take back Earth for the life here and then Mars!", she says, clearly sounding very serious about it. More sounds of fighting and turmoil goes on in all sorts of directions from there. She looks over the human male in green and heavy armour."If you want to help, gre1 point
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Amy had a big smile watching Skye’s reaction. She was acting like a dog there. It looked completely natural, like she did it without a second thought. Not just because she wanted to, but because that was who she was now. She hoped it really was second nature, she was already forgetting she was a human, at least physically. ”Here, girl!” She called out to Skye. She would let her know what they had just signed up for. Her reaction was more proof Skye was already ready in most ways.1 point
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Skye blinked and fell back as the other dog let go. She was in complete shock and felt as the rope was still in her mouth. She couldn’t believe it. She got up onto her hands and knees and happily crawled around, holding the rope up in the air in her mouth and shaking her head and the rope in her mouth around.1 point
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They continued to pull back and forth for a moment. The dog eventually let let go. Giving Skye a victory she may or may not be able to repeat in the future. She won the contest. Amy noticed, it was a sort of victory she had not really had so far, proving to herself and others she really was a dog. Amy watched curiously, wondering if and how Skye would celebrate her victory.1 point
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Skye grinned happily as one of the dogs dropped out. She then felt as the other increased his grip and pulled harder. She still had fight in her though and continued to pull as hard as she could.1 point
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Amy found what she was looking for, it was still a little while off. That was probably for the better though. It gave a little more time for Skye to be trained specifically for the event. She signed up for it, would tell Skye about it a little later. She had been a little sad she had to keep Skye a complete secret, not let anyone know. But this would change that, it would be a small group, but she could show Skye off after all. Show her off to people who understood. One of the dogs lost his grip on the toy. Leaving it to Skye and the other. The remaining dog pulled a bit harder, but still respected the differences between them, i1 point
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Skye smiled happily as she continued to play with the other dogs. She had completely changed from the first time she arrived at this house. She was now happy to be a dog and she accepted that she was one now.1 point
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Amy, happily watching them play, was doing some research. In the same hidden portions of the internet where she arranged her purchase of Skye. She wondered, if it was possible to buy a human to train to be a pet, if there were other things she could with Skye as a dog. Having her sit around the yard or house, play with the other dogs. It filled her with a happiness, Skye seemed happy to now, but just maybe there was something more, she looked to see if the idea she had was real, as Skye played with the dogs.1 point
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Skye blinked as she suddenly felt the dogs pulling harder on the rope. She smiled and wouldn’t give up so easily, wanting to prove that she could play with them and so she began to pul harder as well.1 point
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The dogs were clearly having fun, happy Skye joined in. They seemed to really think she was one of them, even if she did not look or smell like them. Though having been separated from other dogs since they were puppies, seeing few other humans, and with Amy’s training, they might not have understood the difference. They might have assumed human girls were what female dogs were like. Skye especially encouraged that belief, not just mating with them like Amy had, but acting more and more like them. They pulled a little harder against her, but still focused on each other, wanting Skye to feel like she was really part of their game.1 point
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the chameleon paused for a beat, a bio weapon this time? she had seen tools of war countless times, everything from revolutionary fire arms, viruses that could brick entire cities power grid in seconds, vehicles that could cover miles in moments well making less noise then a dragonfly... but a Bio weapon was a bit interesting. she almost felt a pang of delight at seeing something new for a moment, that moment passed quickly as a loud ear splitting clang came from mere feet in front of her as their paramedic seemed to have a para-left-feet as he made a bit of a racket ahead. and there was a god damn green glow further up. it was almo1 point
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Skye could feel the other’s as they pulled but could tell that they were not going as hard as they would with each other. She smiled a little and continued to pull as hard as she could.1 point
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Anahel blinked in shock as Mirina suddenly crawled over her and began to speak. The Angel frowned and let out a sigh saying, “of e told you again and again. You are not a slave! I am not your master! You do not have to prove anything to me. All I want is to help you to become the girl you once were again!”1 point
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Mirina was still not sure how to do this. But she needed to try, she needed to do something. She got up, onto her hands and knees and crawled over Anahel. She knew the Angel could easily overpower her if she wanted, but. It did not matter. She had a look half seductive, half desperate. “Please, stop rejecting me. I want to be yours.” She needed this, to try to somehow teach Anahel to take her as a slave. To teach her greatest value. “Just give it a chance. Let me show you my value.” She hesitated for just a second, to see if Anahel tried to force her off, if not, she would try to teach the Angel, show her she would do anything for1 point
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Anahel looked up at the ceiling as she laid there on the bed. She didn’t k ow why Mirina wanted her here in the bed with her but she figured it would another way of helping her she hoped.1 point
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Was it because she was an Angel? Another girl? The innocence of Anahel’s response surprised Mirina. Though now she was uncertain what to do as they lay next to each other. How to please another woman, or if an Angel even had the same anatomy as her. She studied the figure next to her for a moment as she considered her next step. Though she was pleased they were sharing a bed.1 point
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Anahel made a note of her response and decided that she would need to get Mirina some more clothes maybe tomorrow. She then blinked and stared in complete shock, her cheeks blushing as she watched the girl strip down before her until she was completely naked. She was now going to leave her but then blinked once more as she heard Mirina tell her to join her. Anahel didn’t see this as weird. She would just lay with her presumably until she fell asleep to keep her company, that’s what she thought Mirina wanted and so she came over and laid into the bed with her.1 point
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“I have nothing.” It was a simple statement. Expressing her belief she had nothing and could have nothing. “I do not need clothes to sleep, though.” She began pulling off the dress, letting it fall to the floor. She looked intently at Anahel, desperate to fulfill her purpose to please the Angel. She had conflicted feelings, the complete submission of a slave, and a desire to make the one she saw as her owner think of her and treat her as one. She wrestled with whether or not to make a move on the Angel, to convince her to join her in the bed. “Join me.” It was an odd tone, begging yet demanding, submissive, yet a sort or desperation.1 point
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Anahel looked at the girl, watching as she left and then looked at Mirina and looked out the window. “It’s starting to get dark out. You should probably get to bed,” she told her. “Do you have any sleeping clothes?”1 point
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The girl went off, leaving the two alone again. To sleep in her parents bed? It did not have a huge impact on Mirina, though she had not expected it either. Legally, the whole farm was hers now, at least until an older relative could be found. But it was hard for a slave to consider anything as hers. She could not demand Anahel do anything, was not even comfortable asking really, but she hoped she was not sleeping alone. She would be the way she had been in the bed the priest put her in, laying there, sleeping, almost like a doll. She mostly wanted to know what daily life would be like, Anahel was going to be living here at least f1 point
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Anahel hadn’t considered sleeping but thought it would be nice for Mirina to sleep here. She then smiled at the other girl and gave her a nod saying, “yes, that would be nice, thank you.”1 point
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There was the reminder. Anahel had not said exactly how long she would stay, but that was the reminder she only intended to stay temporarily. Mirina had to make sure to convince her otherwise somehow. Hopefully to tonight. She wanted to be valued and accepted, as a slave. For Anahel to accept her as that. There was something about the Angel, something she could not put into words, but something vaguely familiar about her. Some sort of similarity between them, though she did not know what it was. The other girl walked in, looked over the room and the bed. “Is this where you plan to sleep?” Well, she supposed Anahel probably did n1 point
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Anahel blinked and smiled a little and said, “if they are alive, I will make sure that we find them and I will make sure to help them as I am trying to do with you Mirina.”1 point
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While Mirina was unlikely to ever completely forget about them, she did not see much good in overthinking about them, their fates. Though she could not really ignore Anahel either. Her face was still and silent. She would not intentionally disobey, but she had a hard time truly obeying too. She walked over to the bed, pulling the dirty blanket off. Evaluating the sheets under it. They would sleep together here, that was what she hoped for and believed at least. Though not on the sheets the way they were. “…If they are still alive, they are probably the same as me.” She said, imaging it more. Thinking especially of what her siste1 point
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Anahel frowned as she heard that response. It didn’t help at all. She sighed and approached the girl saying, “they may be gone… but you can’t just forget about them. You have to keep them in your heart. They are your precious family…” she told Mirina.1 point
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"..." His shotgun is kept up for a second, he even flinches and puts a finger on the trigger ready to fire it, but her speech stops him just in time. 'Imp not want to kill innocent' was a good enough signal for DOOMslayer to hold back on his instincts, at least for now. He lowered his weapon, lifting his arm up and resting it on his shoulder as he approaches. "..Hrmgh.." He only grunts, which should come off as a positive indication to her first question. He looked around, then to the ceiling at her since she was taller. That is when he sees her vagina quite literally staring him down. Her demonic body was strangely alluring but admittedly ev1 point
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This would be an easier time for Skye’s mouth. The two dogs mostly pulling back and forth with each other. They were happy she got involved, a third player in their game, but since she was pulling as hard, they did not try as hard to get it out her mouth, though she could still feel some pulling in an attempt to get it out of her mouth.1 point
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While her feminine features sporadically jump across the field for this group of fair skinned men, clearly displaying something many men around the world would look for, it could be said the same for most of these men, ESPECIALLY the two boys in front of her. Both Bryan and Thomas were packing some humongous looking schlongs, relaxed inside their SS pants that had to be double sized to fit those guns. For a moment Thomas and Bryan were hypnotized by her curves, but they quickly cleared their focus. Upon hearing that their potential audiences snicker them underneath the name infidels, well they get reasonably upset, but keep their cool. "Well,1 point
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Yes: -bdsm (love sex / breeding / bondage furniture) -forced submission / discipline -eleborate rope bondage / Shibari -gagging / chocking / breath play -orgasam control / denial -bitting / marking / branding / tattoos / body writing -pain / torture / electrocution / meieval -physical limit pushing -all the way through -spit roast / gang bang / multiple cocks in one hole -toys, collars and leashs (loooovvvveee nose hooks and spider gags) -CUMFLATION / cum vomit / excess cum -over stimulation / constant stimulation -non consent / dubious consent / rape -breeding1 point
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