Sorry abiut that and the wait
13:35:42
hello! sorry, a little trouble following my own link :)
13:37:07
So pregame setup talk. What do you have time for / are wanting to do. I plan on giving you that 100th loss if you haven't had it already
13:38:16
so just to recap... dice rules in effect, three fails and you can rp your escape...
13:38:20
I have a while - three hours, a little more?
13:38:34
I have not had it yet :)
13:38:44
lol, enjoy your optimism at the top
13:40:52
Always good to have a positive outlook ☺️
13:42:09
Just discussing things in dm, hello to all the chat members. Game will start soon!
13:42:54
Okay now that i have been given a -very- good incentive to win
13:51:43
yeah I now really, REALLY want to win :)
13:52:02
We are going to start~ 🩷💜
13:52:12
Alice invited Ruck to her house for a night of drinks and tea and movies. Very much intending to do more than just have a date night in her apartment with the man. She has been on the prowl for a new dolly lately after all and having heard stories and legends about Ruck and his -to be- 100th loss within the world of sex fighting she has set up cameras around her apartment complex to be the very challenger to take that place within the recird books. To be that 100th winner. To make a new dolly out of an old and defeated Ruck-body
13:54:49
It's been a pressure-filled couple of weeks, and I'm looking forward to some time to relax. I walk into Alice's apartment, ready to watch movies and forget about it all... and see the mannequin she has set up.
13:56:07
So - no tea and movies and popcorn, then?
13:56:20
Its nit even moments after his arrival to my apartment that I get to work on my teasing devistation of him. The doors locked up as I grab at a 12 inch long dildo. Silicone and slightly transparent bubble-gum pink. Pushing it between my lips and showing him my mouth skills. Taking that toy deep, inch by inch drooling all over myself and my red dress. Showcasing for him with a wink before pulling that tiy away with a gasp "soooo~ ruck. You wanted a drink right? Maybe a doll to go between your legs as we have our tea party?"
13:57:34
I take a look around the room, at all the frills and decadent comforts – hearing high-pitched giggling that I can’t quite pin down. I drape my jacket over an ornate chair – take in the extraordinarily impressive show – and sit down next to you. Alice-
I close my eyes for a second, then look into yours. You sure you don’t just want to watch the movie?. You know I’m going to take my own prize if you can’t finish the job…
14:05:00
(sorry, didn't see you made a move! I'll write another message and make my move)
14:06:56
(Yeah i'll try to end my posts with a move so that you can tell when i am done writing)
14:08:33
(Refresh bug might make our rp a little messy / overlap, but I think weXve got this)
14:09:04
tell you what --
reaching into my jacket for my emergency rope - I'll give you a little time to think about that.
my hand on your thigh, running down the dress to your bare leg, down the knee-high socks...and then wrapping tight around the ankles, trussing your feet up. Hearing you "ooh!" as you fall face-first on the couch, moving past the ruffles on your sleeves to pull back your wrists, looping them together until I've made the prettiest little package on the couch.
14:10:49
You take some time to think about it...
picking the dildo up, and sliding half of it past your lips - the other end wedged against the cushion
14:11:20
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 1! **
14:11:41
(Great start 😵💫)
14:11:57
(I thought so 😉)
14:14:00
His words are comforting and calming as he tries to talk me out of my misguided plans. I am excited for what I had in store for him I totally forgit to check his bags or pickets for anything he could use against me. My first and most deadly mistake. That nylon rope cinching my arms and ankles trustting my body up. Legs behind my back red heels kicking at my posterior as I squirm in beautiful red black fashion. Skirts bouncing with every kick.
14:14:24
"Mmfhfh!" I groan into the pillows. Bound up already made and forced to reconsider as he binds me such a talented rigger. Giving him time to think of his prize if I don't back out now. Also humiliating ne to the audience I know this is streaming to. I thought i'd put up more of a fight than -this
14:15:57
leaning down and whispering Maybe we should stop here, Alice? I can put the movie on - you can just squirm next to me in your ties, flushed at how quickly you turned into a decoration?
my voice dropping I can even go find you a toy, if you have some urges you need to take care of...
looking at the nice couch... and unbuttoning my shirt, laying it under your skirts and maybe something to protect the fabric, too...
14:18:48
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 1! **
14:19:52
(Oh my gosh its going to be a -day- 😵💫😵💫😵💫)
14:20:19
(I only wish it was hypnosis, for those rolls... just for your stunning rp)
14:21:04
"Mmffhh!~" I growl into the pillows lifting my head slightly and kicking against the ropes and shibari ties. Colum tied and cross-hatched and so ornate "Ruck, I am sorry...." i beg softly "I am sorry I thought you'd like my dresses and what I have been working on. I was mistaken to challenge you please let me gooo-" I beg and squeal and whimper. Struggling in the ropes. Friction on my well dressed body leaving markings and faint rope burns in the most perfect of ways "I promise if you untie me i'll go make you a drink and popcorn this doesn't have to end like this I have learnt my lesson!" Clearly lying to save face. As he taunts about leaving me bound besides him made to grind a vibrator or a dildo whilst we lay together a bondage doll and a talented rigger watching a movie and having a 'normal' date night for such a couple.
14:26:08
hmm - I've never known you to give in so quickly, Alice... and don't think I believe you for a second...
sighing, turning back towards you - reworking the bonds around your wrists, loosening them slightly to give me a couple feet of slack - and looping it around your neck - checking to make sure you have some fabric protecting your throat. We were going to end up here eventually, I suppose – how could I resist playing with such an obedient dolly --
pulling your wrists back toward your legs, the rope pulling on your throat and arching your neck back – gently kissing you, the affection in the kiss pairing deliciously with your complete helplessness and the dig of the ropes
14:32:25
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 4! **
14:33:00
He easily sees through that façade that kayfabe of my pleading and begging. I'm punished. Albeit deservingly by his adjustments to the tight ropes. Choking me out with this bondage as he pulls back at my arms and the rope tugs back at my throat. Forcing my back tk arch my body to writhe my eyes to roll. Delicate and delightful. Pulled and tugged around like a marionette by her strings. Sharing in a deep passionate kiss with Ruck this mysterious and competitive rigger as he watches me tap the sofa in a desire to breathe before I pass out.
14:37:39
did you know --
kissing you again, and kicking off my shoes, pulling my feet up under me on the couch - you make the CUTEST little moans when you pull against the ropes?
trailing a loving fingers down your cheek, just a little redder than when I walked in. It's almost as if you're rubbing yourself against your dress every time your body feels the bondage - as if you're enjoying thinking about being a doll in her packaging, tight plastic binds holding her in place before she's played with...
kissing your nose that's not true, though... is it, dolly?
14:41:04
"Oh shut up and come here" I chuckle slipping out of the ropes as he gives me slack as soon as my wrists are free I unbind myself quite the little escape artist once the oppertunity presents itself and arises. His words and teasing so dewply embellishing into my head as he talks about my velvety soft voice. My moans the way my petticoats bounce abd echo frills through the apartment. The idea of being boxed-up and packaged. He has clearly done research on me and knows my weaknesses. But I in turn know his. Cheeks blushed as I straddle his lap looking right -at- him.
14:45:19
Eye to eye. Stare to stare. Locking eyes and intimacy as I smile. My azure blues mysterious and wider than they were when he arrived. In arousal yes. But mostly in want.
14:45:59
A want to play to tease to love. To show affection and gratitude for his rigging
14:46:18
Dainty soft hands trailing down his pecs. His abdomen. His hips. Unbuckling his jeans and slacks
14:46:48
There is a smile as I dance on him and push him back against the sofa taking cintrol and affirming the situation. Totally dressed and dolled up as he is totally naked "Thank you" my voice coos. Warm breath rolling against his ear a deep whisper
14:47:48
"Thank you for rigging and binding me. Thank you for our date. I hope that you enjoy.... your doll, in your lap"
14:48:19
I shiver a little as those words leave my lips. Dainty smooth pale white hands reaching under and into his boxers now
14:48:47
Beginning. Slowly at first. Then more confidently. Faster and faster. Rubbing at his cock. Stroking him as I satre at him. Right at him. A loving. Passionate smile. A dominabt yet obedient. Pleasuring and affectionate stare
14:50:01
Oooh…
shivering a little as your soft hands trail down my legs, starting to pull down the slacks. I’m ready to pull your face into my boxers, let you feel me through the fabric, enjoying the tease of keeping you a layer away from what you really want… but then blush a little as you do the same to me, reaching inside, stroking without stripping me- teasing inch after inch out of me. Acutely aware of how much you’re wearing- and how little I am.
14:53:31
I start to say something else... and then feel your hand stroke delicately up the bottom of my cock - catching myself before the tease turns into a moan. Instead you get a rare prize - an almost-shy smile as you feel me fully harden. you... are going to be very dangerous, aren't you...
14:56:44
I straddle him hearing his shy voice that sense of danger. A mix between cat and mouse. Unsure which of us is the hunt and which of us is the hunted "A little danger never hurt anyone" I chuckle crossing my legs rubbing knee high stockings togther and presenting my luscious legs to him "besides. You are just as dangerous Rigger-Ruck." Continuing to work hand against his cock as he enjoys the feeling of the friction of his underwear the layers that aren't removed just as important as those that are. A doll knowing a lot about how clothing to add to arousal. To intimacy. Her favorite and guiltiest passion being fucked in her dresses. But of course many of those people watching the show and Ruck himself knows this. My wants have been seen and confessed many times before. And they will again. His wants thiugh. The wants of this riggerm this mouse. My prey. Now those are wants i desire to hear. To keep for myself. To milk out of him like the cum i intend to milk out of his throbbing hard cock "danger... pet, is such a curious word. Aren't all things dangerousm if held in the wrong hands. Unskilled hands"
15:03:31
biting the inside of my lip as your fingers play against the silky fabric of my boxers – unspoken fantasies playing in my mind, before steeling myself and looking back at you. ahh - but the unskilled hands of a wiser person... those don't hold any danger, because they don't put themselves into dangerous situations. A fool, though – someone who thinks themselves skilled, and safe --
clasping my stronger hands around yours, pulling them off me and twisting until you’re forced to come back on the couch – letting one hand go and pushing gently on your back as I continue twisting the other, until you’re facedown on the couch again – your heels nearly kicking in my face, my free hand starting to reach up your dress, caressing your firm ass through fewer and fewer layers - that person’s in quite a bit of danger…
15:10:05
(I am getting so carried away with my writing 🤭 sorry if this means that we'll run out of time, i refuse to stop though)
15:10:05
(hah! I think we'll be ok. we should be able to finish regardless, but if we go long enough I might need a break at an unfortunate time for a break. You'll just need to rub yourself quietly for a bit 😘)
15:11:26
(we still have hours before that, though)
15:12:49
"And what a fool they might be" i growl, voice filled with sultry dominion. Pleasure. Bliss velvety as I shake my ass and hips. Writhing and wriggling and curling soles and kicking heels and dancing as my voice slips through the atmosphere like a boa snake constricting and smothering its lrey. A damp cloth on a warm candle flame cutting out the light. "What a fool he might be. He eith his hands firm and his grip taut. Protective of himself but not his mind. No never that precious mind, a good mind is a terrible thing to waste after all is it not. And what a good mind this rigger has. So full of ideas. Thoughs. Desire. Isn't it so easy though. So much more.... efortless? To forget. To slip.... under? To give in to give yourself to the talented words. The craft of another. The ownership of a domina? You may be a rigger yes its true. But those ropes that constrict me are only ohysical things. They break, with age. With time. The mind though. The mind is my specialty. My playground. The thing i love most to melt. To turn to brainless mush"
15:16:03
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 4! **
15:16:52
"You are... such a good boy are you not?"
15:17:29
"Such an obedient. Servicing rigger. Such a plaything. Such a drooling mess of untangled threads that needs the right hands to pull them together. To put them in place. You need a seamstress ruck. A doll and her dresses. A talented owner."
15:18:28
"So just.... sink for me"
15:18:53
you start talking – whispering – murmuring… the cadence starting to overpower the words. I feel the ropes around my mind being shifting around – you easily ducking under them, untying them at touch, until you’re standing above my mind, totally exposed to you. Running a finger down me… relaxing me, as my hand slowly slips out from under your dress… slumping slightly under you, toned muscles but with nothing controlling them
15:20:36
(Typos sorry, i lose some elegance when one handed 🥰😘)
15:20:40
(that other hand busy undoing my will with a gentle touch...)
15:21:19
(We never discussed stacking. Like hyono on bondage stacks. Would you like hypno on hypno to stack, i know its an uncommon rule. But if you are looking to lose then, well i have more soft guidance and will undoing to write~)
15:22:58
(hah! I'd say definitely no hypno plus hypno stacking - although I think it's fair to reset the limit to 0 if you pick another one.)
15:25:24
(I tend to think stacking in general makes it a huge game of dice, and usually I have one roll break it all. But you DO seem to be in charge here...)
15:25:56
(I don't actually mind what rules we play or who wins. I just want to make you cum, even if its only outside of the game and not within it)
15:27:07
(a lovely ambition :) I'd say a new hypno/bondage resets the counter but doesn't stack, then)
15:29:19
My body shifts out from underneath him as he slumps back and falls under. Slowly peeling down the bodice of my dress and exposing my lacy slightly ruffled black push-up bra and my D cup breasts. Seeing his lips pursed and his mind gone. Drooling and falling for me I adjust him to lay comfortably and serene and relaxed as I adjust my dress and clothing. Continuing to soothe. To talk. To whisper "drop, by drop, feel that resistance fade away. Those thoughts. Those ideas. That dominance. Each part of your body more relaxed. More at peace. More obedient. Three times deeper. Four times deeper. Deep breaths in. Holding. Deep breaths out. Follow the hum of my voice the melodic hum of my siren velvet. Washed up against the rocks like a sea foam ebbing and flowing against a beach. A gebtle rise and fall of a tide. Picking up each individual thiught like a grain of sand... washing them away back into this icean of bliss. This endless nothingness. This sea of tranquility"
15:32:08
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 4! **
15:34:10
I feel bits of thoughts eroding away. Self-consciousness… restraint… pride… each wave picking a little bit of it up, and depositing it somewhere else. The sand washing up and forming new beaches elsewhere – obedience and a new sense of self, being built up by Miss Alice to be whatever she wants. My breathing, slow and easy, starting to match the flow of your words, as if you’re controlling every unconscious bit of me.
15:37:28
Shaking my breasts infront of him. Towering intop of my toy. The only thing in his mind being the curves of my body and the soft posion of my voice. The gentle ruffles and frills of my dress. "Imagine a feather. Every breath out making it rise and flutter abive your lips. Trailing ever upwards into the sky and clouds above. Every breath in dragging it down. Letting and helping ita floating descent. Guided. Passionate soft fluttery and gentle. Downwards. Ever downwards. That feather is your mind. Rising with the new submission I create. Falling into bliss and want and desire and my control. Every word rooting in your mind. Every motion making you just sink... deeper"
15:42:50
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 5! **
15:45:09
I rise up and down in the calming flow of your voice. You’re a master – guiding me to drift away into self-less subservience… but mastery can be undone by the silliest things – your heel getting caught on a frill as you reposition yourself over you, shaking your breasts, and accidentally digging into my thigh. My eyes snap open, going from cloudy, to shocked, to narrowed in an instant.
15:49:49
You really are a mistress of the mind, aren’t you… but the physical world’s never really been your strength, has it, Alice?
my hand working into your hair, knotting it between my fingers as I roll us off the couch and on to the plush carpet – forcing you down until you’re on your hands and knees. And I imagine it’s hard to concentrate in certain positions…
pulling you further down, until you’re pressed between my legs – any protest lost in the fabric
15:53:27
"Fuck-" my voice slips as my heel catches and dig into his thigh. Bringing him out of trance. My world and my craft unfolding as he pushes me back to the floor and onto my knees cock slapping my face and my lips. Making me drool and caught off guard as he ymtaunts me about being a mistress of the mind but not one of body. My porcelain rather petite frame too featherweight and delicate and gentle to destroy. Even if I can get a few tricks and surprises as far as ohysical domination he has me beat. A collaboration of minds of opposing identities and methods of breaking a person. Imagining how many would fall under if we were to collaborate... I whisper softly "I consent to being your ropebunny dearest Rigger-Ruck" giving my body to him. Expecting an equal gift and exchanged offering. Although certain that whatever gane it is I am playing is just as dangerous as how it felt dancing within his mind with my words.
15:59:28
(As i am offering to a bdsm session i will start my 3 turns of rolls on my coming action)
16:03:57
I consider the offer... a more subtle one than your previous submission... but no matter how honeyed the words, it's impossible to know I can trust you, that the first sign of weakness won't be met by another attempt to subdue me and make me another of your dolls. I say nothing, then - just letting my other hand wander as I keep you on your knees - your top gone, the lacy bra all that's between my teasing fingers and your soft, sensitive nipples. Rolling my fingers over them - feeling your hot breath exhale against what little is still protecting me... and then reaching over to get the rope from the couch. wrapping your wrists neatly behind your back - my porcelain dolly, bent over and willing, here to be teased into a frilly mess.
16:05:26
(I don't actually know if i am supposed to be bound right now. First time i have seen that action)
16:07:20
(I'll let you decide)
16:07:38
(yeah I don't think you have to! I wasn't going to bind you until you sent that other post. Let's say it's just around your wrists for effect - you can break it at any time, but you can also use it to flavor your action.)
16:08:27
(Works for me 😘)
16:08:53
He gets my hands cuffed behind me as I offer him my body and submission. A pause in the atmosohere around us as he considers and things and leaves my wrists cuffed. His hands explorative over my ubderwear and my covered breasts. Hardening nipples peaking and mountainous through the fabric. Body warm and receptive to the touch. His jeans already unbuckled and hanging loose from his hips. Boxers too barely holding onto him despite his tented arousal.
16:11:51
Crawling on knees towards him. Kneeling and walking like this precise and well taut. Taking my apprkach in confidence. Keeping arms clasped behind my back. Working lips to the waistband of his slacks ans letting my teeth sink into the material. Nuzzling against his legs his thigh. His body. Panty clad sex on his boot and skirts hiding this fact as I like a dog use my head and face and lips to undress him. Animalistic yet talented. Able to get off his slacks in this working biting teasing carnality and the submission if his lips. Eyeing up his boxers about to do the same for them.
16:14:31
(Typos are still awful ❤️🔥🤭)
16:15:57
I sigh as you bury your face into me - seemingly submitting - and then jump as I feel you take my pants in your mouth - eyes flashing as you tug down, your nose rubbing into the soft skin of my thighs as you pull down. A hard tug trips me up, and you're able to pull the pants completely off me - crawling back for more. I start to back up - not sure how to approach this more... assertive Alice, your eyes training right on my cock - seeing you crawl after me, determined, a dog after its bone
16:18:26
Pet like and agile. Crawling on knees. Slipping wrists free of the ropes to clamver on all fours head low and ass up. Shaking that imaginary tail. Dress swaing and bouncing and fluffy like one. Sounds of skirts against skirts against my body filling the air as I play into his weakness that want for me to be a pet. Teeth biting at his boxer waist band and snapping the eslatic against his hip. Pulling and gripping harder. Sinming my head down until my cheek is against the floor between his boots totally showcasing him off now. Showcasing myself. Totally clothed despite my pulled down bodice and him totally naked. The perfect way for a doll to be played with by her rigger.
16:22:36
I can't crawl back fast enough - your teeth back on me, tearing away the last bit of protection I had. you -- ah... eager girl...
I see the look in your eyes, and my concern melts into a smile, seeing how desperately you want to be played with. Looking around, I see oils and perfumes stacked on the tables - spilling a bit on my hands and reaching into your bra. My pretty, pretty doll - so lovely - not really whole unless you're played with... wanting to show your lust, wanting to be constrained -- each minute we go on, your warm, needy body trapped in these clothes, just reminding you who's the owner, and who's the toy...
16:27:56
My body is lotioned. Oiled. Perfuned. Massaged. Groped to perfection as I drool over my cleavage and his firm hands. He may think he is melting me... and he is. But i have plans too. Such delightful. Devious plans. His distraction with my body meaning he has yet to realise he crawled and backstepped himself against an X-frame. Smiling as I push my back to his torso and his back to the padded frame. Reaching up and -click- locking his wrists into the metallic shackles of the purple plush X making his arms wide and vulnrable above his head as his cock slips between my thughs. Rubbing wet panties and soft ticklish letticoats and frilled skirts and warm thick thughs on his cock. Body-dress-sex all jobbing and rubbing him. Working his thick cock with every part of my body. Every ounce of my dominion and control.
16:32:40
(ohhh man do I have a lovely dolly option for you if I can roll out of this...)
16:33:34
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 1! **
16:33:53
(What was it out of interest)
16:34:07
(bondage: ring gag blowjob)
16:34:15
I feel my heel bump into something – and in an instant you’re on me, pinning and tying my arms back, then my ankles. Restrained, my cock pressed against you, each moment teased by something else – breathing quick as the frills ruffle past me, thrusting at the brief touches of your bare thighs – needing more, always needing more, and just being teased a little more, milked a little more…
16:37:39
"What was it you said ruck. That I am a Mistress of the mind and yet lack physical domination skills? That was quite rude of you... don't you think, after all a girl like me has so so many toys to prove quite the opposite. I can see you. Hard. Dripping. Pre-cum leaking out of you as my thighs and panties rub your body. Overstimulating bliss. Pleasure. I hope you have stamina Ruck. My X frame is quite sturdy... and I don't plan to stop until you are drygasming for me" I chuckle. Kneeling myself and looking up at him. Parting my made up cherry red lips. Licking around them slowly, fittingly doll-like as I -pop- my lips together before opening them and slipping his cock between that cherry red O. Working his shaft in my hot mouth. Tongue rolling in his shaft as lipstick smears and rings surround him and I start my dominion of his body. Not just his mind. Voice soft and moaning hums as I work. Letting the vabrato of my moans course thriugh him with every time I gag myself and deepthroat him and -ggrccck- over his cock. Controlling speed. Pace. Tightness. Vibrations. Rolls of my tongue.
16:43:16
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 3! **
16:43:59
my hands clench and unclench as you drop to your knees and take me in. Every slide down drawing out a moan – every slow withdrawal forcing a lower one, until you could almost play a song on my cock. My cock slowly reddening, both from need and from your lipstick, marking it as hours. I pull hard on the frame, but I’m only met by soft giggling from below, the confidence of a girl who knows how well her toy is tied down.
16:47:07
There are sharp reminders of his place as I slap against his inner thighsm using him jeeping him tamed. Lips working his cock as -thwack- those legs bound and spread as they are shake inside of the restraints. Making him melt back and quiver against the support of the frame. Knowing a mans weaknesses and where to push him. Where to hold him. How to work his cock. Feeling him thrib inside if my mouth and throat and i push my tingue against his shaft and his franulumn. Working that cock as -thwack thwqck thwack thwack- fills the air. Marking his thighs pink and beautiful and red and welted the color. Of a rose.
16:50:35
(I am counting this as reapplying bondage in my head)
16:51:02
(yeah it says "tie", I agree with you)
16:51:24
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 5! **
16:52:00
(Not that it matters with your luck)
16:52:11
(miss twice and then succeed, that's just the literal probability!!)
16:52:28
(Happened twice now. I go to reapply the effect. You break free)
16:52:58
(ah, well, don't get arrogant 😉)
16:54:00
when your hand whips against my thigh, I bite my lip hard enough to turn it almost as red as yours – but it’s still not enough to hold in the first whimper – and as you keep going, I lose more and more control, crying out with every measured slap, mixed with the moans from your constant attention – breaking down wall after wall, destined to leave me completely broken at your feet. I give one more desperate tug – and to my surprise, I break the rope on my right arm – immediately grabbing you by the hair. I want to push you away but I – can’t… pulling you up, pressing those controlling lips against mine, feeling us melt together in a kiss. My hand slipping back into your bra – teasing, rolling, flicking, caressing – slipping the rest of the bonds and turning you around, pressing you against the frame, pinned there not with ropes but by lust.
16:57:57
The frame was sturdy but my oassions and his will are also much sturdier than I was expecting. He holds me and gropes me and massages me. Sensual. Wanting. Lusting. Desiring. Not sure if he means to arouse. Tease. Quit or to get an advantage and bind me and make me his and own me. Unsure where our line is. That place where dominion stops where pleasure begins. Our whole play so far one of relishing beauty about dynamics abiut ehat it means to submit. Taking him by the hand back to that sofa where it all began. Pushing his legs up over his head his ankles at either side. Spanking that exposed ass. Rubbing his cock over his face and threatening that self-facial. A dripping pre-cum and saliva falling over his body and lips as I tie his ankles off to the sofa. Putting a binding hold on his hands to affix them beneath his legs sanwhiched against the back of his knees.
17:03:23
Alice-- ALICE --
struggling - but shocked as you seem to know just where to push to get me to love - turning my face away, trying not to stare up at the humiliation. I feel vulnerable- - exposed -- and then in sharp pain, as you spank, taking complete control
17:07:03
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 2! **
17:07:06
my mind is racing. how is she doing this - how am I forced down, over and over, dripping, shivering, helpless... and a little voice, identical to yours, left from your last trip to my mind, whispers back: "because that's what you want..."
17:08:35
I push him stroking him, sucking him, marking his ass rose red to match his thighs. To match my dress. Showing him that this rope-bunny also knows her way around ropes. Pushing at buttons. At his mind at his sensations. Controlling alluring passionate as I see his eyes glaze and fog and I realise that he is subspacing my heart alight and racing as I push slightly harder riding that wave that crash of hands against skin. Body against body. Taking him and claiming him. Marking him with nails and scratches and lipstick and passions "Submit yourself to me" I growl. Velvet voice so assertive. Assuring. Comforting yet dominion laced. Knowing that he can. Will. Break
17:12:15
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 5! **
17:13:05
my hands scrabble uselessly, tied to my legs - until one slips out. I'm so close to tipping - my body and mind slipping away from me, both marked by your control - but I can feel something hard under my hand - the dildo you started teasing me with when I walked in the the door. In desperation I shove it toward the velvet voice - rewarded with a wordless exclamation. The spell briefly broken, I rip the ties off my ankles, and wrap the rope around the dildo and your head - gagging you, pulling the rope tighter and tighter, the bright pink toy starting to open the back of your throat Alice - those whispers are getting a little too dangerous... let's quiet you down for a bit.
17:17:27
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 1! **
17:18:50
He rough handles me. Caught off guard in the middle of a sentence not allowed to finish my speech and overconfident whispers the allure of myself muted by my own toy. "Mfmfhgghhrkk!" I gag wrists pawing and slapping against his hands. Trying to stop him with that rope as I choke on that toy. Grabbing helplessly at his firm and uqick motioning fingers as he binds me every knot he ties I quickly unlace spending all my time fighting him just for control instead of focusing on myself. My energy. My hypnotism or getting him rebound.
17:24:42
you see it in my face - my frustration as you keep fighting to keep the gag off yourself... until I switch tactics suddenly. Grabbing your frills and layers and hauling you off your feet as you finally strip off the dildo - the gap in our physical strength obvious as you're lifted up, carrying you out of the room and into your master suite. ignoring your kicks as I turn the shower on - dropping you lightly on the mat as I step in. come on, Alice... does my dolly want to stay in her dresses the whole night? I promise to dress you back up when we're done...
17:29:04
I pout as he puts us into the bathroom. Looking at him at the mockery and challenge the glass shower door the only thing between us. Sure I could mercilessly tease him in the shower. Or I could sit and watch as he rinces off within that glass display case that a showers confinements can act as. I am tempted sure... almost willed into joining him by the mockery alone "if you wanted me to join Rigger-Ruck you'd have to beg better than that"
17:32:19
Making my decision clear as I shut the door of the shower holding him trapped inside the glass confinement. Staring at him through it as he washes himself off for me.
17:33:11
Reaching a hand out of the shower - water starting to drip down my arm. Alice --
my lips tight as you close the door on me. Making you wait as I wash - fidgeting in your dress, seeing the lipstick wash off my cock and face, my hands roaming all over my body. When I step out, toweling off, my show gets a little obvious, and you roll your eyes and turn away... only to feel the towel around your neck, bringing you down to your knees. Such a shame... so many poses you can only do with the walls so tight around you....
the towel dropping to the floor in front of you - something else hard and warm pressing around your throat we're just going to need to get more creative out here...
17:36:40
"Mfggghht..... fhgth... grgrkckkkk!!!" Gagging and choking and writhing under him as he clearly feels less melty and his heas more focused and cleared. The towel around my neck the third time he has choked me and yet I doubt it will be the last.
17:38:43
Pushing myself away hands on his thighs and body agile and slim and flexible enough to get free. Drooling and slobbery and eyes watering my mascara running a little. A pretty doll with ruined make-up from his rough treatment. Still glad I kept in my dress. His idea of 'dress-up' not quite what I had in mind for myself tonight.
17:40:22
I manage to scramble to my feet and grab him by the throat. Choking him and pushing his back to a wall, clasping his hands in leather shackles to a metal bar nearby and his ankles to each-other.
17:41:44
Bringing a fleshlight and a machine to rock it back and forward. Milking his thick throbbing shaft with that transparent automated toy.
17:42:54
==== 15 to 30 minute pause ====
17:45:19
no -- NO -- ALICE --
my feet slip as I try to push you back, easily shoved into the restraints. You start the machine and my expression changes immediately - eyes rolled back, muscles sagging - a low moan escaping. alicccccce - please - no - not...
my voice dropping to a whisper as I throb into the machine
17:56:36
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 2! **
17:56:38
my face and cock getting red together - cheeks flushing as you smile at me
17:57:38
I look at him as that machine pumps and works and massages at his cock "Alice? Just alice?" Tutting my tongue against the roof of a mouth with a smile as i talk "tsk tsk tsk.... need to learn manners and formality first it seems. After I teach you your place of course" distracting him with my body, the way of my dress. Dancing and sultry as I speak and he is milked by the pulsing fleshlight "focus on me. Totally on me. Look at me. Look at my body. Look at the way that this doll looks. Look at her dress that you wanted so badly to take me out of. Look at this Goddess before you as that throbbing cock is pushed to -edge- for me"
18:01:49
"I want you. Devoted. Mindless. Bound. Hypnotic. Sensuous. Lost. Every time you close your eyes to see me. My smile. My dominion over you on those closed eyelids to persist within your mind. To pull at every string of your compliance.
18:03:29
You.... sweet Ruck... are my art~
18:03:50
something in me is shouting to argue with you. but the machine is relentless - milking away my will one sensual thrust at a time. my protests less and less distinct - taken in by your beauty, your dominance, your control. my jaw hangs a little as you whisper to me - my eyes not clouding, but focused fully on you, just how you tell me
18:06:43
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 3! **
18:06:45
little gasps of air escaping
18:07:32
ahh -ahll- ahlli--- ahhh--
18:07:34
replaced by other sounds as you keep talking
18:07:45
mmm - mmmi- mmmeh--
18:07:55
"Yes?" I smile. Smug dominion. Making him want to say it. To speak to whimper it out. "Yes my doll?" Soft talking "what is it that pulls at you, who is it that owns you?" That hypnosis from earlier sinking back in and overriding his thoughts and his very being.
18:11:12
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 4! **
18:12:19
the milking - the teasing - is too much - too much has slipped away... and although there's something in me still fighting - it's no longer at the wheel... I feel my self surrounded, lifted up by a pink cloud - staring in your eyes as the toy brings me maddeningly close to an edge.
18:14:11
the voice is softer than before- more pliable. Miss Alice...
breathily whispering, whimpering in pleasure as I'm milked. Miss Alice's toy...
18:15:26
That is what I needed to hear. The confession that he needed to admit. The world so much easier nowm so much more graceful. Softer. Gentle. He doesn't know how long it has been. When i removed the boots and heels from my feet. When i pulled a reclining chair infront if him and the milking machine. When my toes started to trace his thighs. His leg. The underneath of his shaft against his sack. Tender. Graceful. Painting flowers on his body with my toes. Drawing hearts. Expression. Love affection. Pouring my radiance into him as the milking machine works his cock "cum" a single word. A -power- filled word.
18:18:33
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 6! **
18:20:15
your legs knock away the machine - my cock throbbing, dripping but free... but only for a moment. I drop to my knees as Miss Alice's toes take over - stroking me lightly into bliss, edged by her beautiful, delicate feet - trying to struggle away --
18:23:26
is resisting cumming (26% chance of cum) => Resisted!
18:23:30
desperately pulling on the restraints to stand up, weak but on my feet - precum drooling from my cock as I lean against the wall, just a stroke or two away from exploding for you.
18:25:37
breathing hard - huge gasps wracking me, I see you continuing to tease - and recklessly move back to you. All the frills, all the layers, the petticoats - all of it pulled up or down, stripping you until a much simpler doll stands in front of me, your elaborate dress strewn about the bathroom. As you gather it up, I stumble out - finding myself in another room I don't recognize
18:28:05
"How disappointing" I tut as he strips me out of my dress leaving me in just my panties and bra and beautiful lacy underwear walking with him into my dungeon now into my domain. The place that I hold power over. Power over it. Power over all that inside of it. All my tiys. Him only one of them laying him across a four poster bed and slowly affixing him into a shibari bound arm-binder. Crosshatched and butterfly laced. Column tied at his wrists and the tops of his arms. Binding him in red nylon rope like a spider weaving a web. Minutes go by as I cradle him his naked body against my nearly naked frame. Working ropes. Possession. Control all over and into him "Thank you Miss Alice" I whisper giving him the words to say. Pushing a hitchi wand against the base of his shaft rolling that whirring -vrrrrr-ing head up and down over his cock "-cum-"
18:33:08
I don't have words - only moans - as even running from you is pointless. strapped in, leaking on mysel, nothing but a squirming, subby mess. as you trail the wand down my shaft, I jerk --
18:36:30
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 3! **
18:36:34
is resisting cumming (42% chance of cum) => Came!
18:36:46
the sensation finally too much - not squirming away from the toy, but into it -a whisper growing into a shout. thank you miss alice -- thank you Miss Alice- - THANK YOU MISS ALICCCCCCCCEEEEEEE --
my body giving one final, huge joly as I cum - spurting all over my stomach and chest, a little fountain under your control, muscles tensing, almost enough to burst through the ropes, before the effort fades, leaving me panting and squirming - still under the toy.
18:40:16
Taking a deep. Deep breath in. Relishing and savioring that scream. That begging whimpering endless pleasure. That want and cry of my name. Letting it fill the air as I basque in it. Confident and proud of the mess I have created
18:41:35
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 1! **
18:43:02
I feel the ties dig even deeper into my skin - wrists and ankles are for the living room, but in the dungeon, I'm held down by my full body. Unsure what else to do - I start pleading. Miss Alice - please - you don't want to just keep me down here... you know you wanted more - wanted me at my strongest...
18:44:44
Looking deep as he begs. Azure eyes on his pupils. Looking at those wide eyes as he pleads and quivers and continues to mutter my name. My authority. Allowing me this moment to rest. To tease. To relish my success "oh but sweet doll... i do, i want you, i want you xompletely encaptured by bliss. Beauty. Me. To be endlessly embraced in pleasure. In my body. In my love. My passion. The feeling of restriction. Of my strings on your mind..." I smile wide and kiss against his forehead brushing some hair out of his eyes "Don't you want this... deep. Deep down?"
18:48:04
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 3! **
18:49:18
you can see the conflict in my eyes. knowing this is... wrong? not wrong... not why I walked in here, though... or was it... each little tease of your fingers - each little soft kiss of your lips, driving more doubt into me. still slowly dribbling cum - my submission below... is it that different from submission above? and if Miss Alice takes such good care of my body... wouldn't she take such good care of my mind...
18:51:39
(One sec topping up my drink)
18:52:35
That internal conflict is so beautiful almost as much as his entire rope-bound body. Pleased that I am having such an effect. Such power and control over him. I walk away leaving him to his thoughts and the click of my heels against the floor. When I return it is with a fleshlight in hand. I -really- was not kidding when I had said I intend to milk him drym this time not relying on a machine. Being the one to stroke his cock with that toy as I cradle his bound body against my chest. Nurturing. A personal touch.
18:57:21
(I cannot believe your drew that here...)
18:57:58
(your call, since it's not a machine: restoring bondage?)
18:58:33
(Yes, because you are still rope-bound)
18:59:25
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 4! **
18:59:38
(And also because you have a weakness to fleshlights and being milked 🤭)
19:01:05
I feel something give in the ropes - I think I'm working free - but then hear your soft giggle, and realize you're just dripping some oil over me, before slipping the toy back on. What comes out of my mouth isn't clear - begging, but for more or to stop, it isn't clear. Both -- neither -- each demeaning pump of the fleshlight making it clear who the toy is.
19:02:45
Every push of the fleshlight feels deeper. Sinks him deeper. A feather. An oceans waves. A warm beach.grains of sand trickling away within an hourglass. Pumping. Silent. Letting the still air. That love that I fill it with overcome his wants. His thoughts. Shaping him into the very Doll I wish him to be
19:08:02
** Ruck rolled 1d6: 5! **
19:09:26
I don't honestly know what it is. A reckless last stab of my pride - the pleasure overloading my ability to stay still... whatever it is - the little part of me that isn't desperate to be your doll breaks through - an arm ripping out and pulling the toy off. My hand dripping with the oil and cum - staring at you, whispering over me leaning over - and for all I want to resist, the most I can do is weakly push against your chest. pp-please - miss alice, no -- this isn't where I belong...
19:12:49
"And here I was... thinking you'd be and were being such a good doll for me" I giggle. Chest against his shaking weak hands "here I was thinming that you would submit yourself like a good toy. Another of my many pets. Finding their place inside my dungeon. At my feet. Beneath me and in service to me"
19:16:22
"Here I was... hoping that I had milked every drop. Every part of your will out of you, broken your mind. Stolen your body from you. That my love and guidance was enough"
19:17:51
My hands tracing to his throbbing shaft as the ropes unweave and fall from him. Leaving us equals on the bed despite the opposite being the truth. "That you have... one... last... chance"
19:19:08
"To -cum- for me"
19:19:24
Working his cock furiously. Fast. Intense. Squeezing. Dominating. Rubbing. Looking at him as i offer my face to his tip. Giving him that chance to basque his domina his goddess in his cum. To break himself for her.
19:20:35
I want to fight - I think - but looking at your beautiful face - feeling your skilled hand - I'm unsure... unsure why you're on your knees... why I'm fighting... why I don't just give into the pleasure, be your obedient milking doll...
19:23:21
is resisting cumming (0% chance of cum) => Resisted!
19:23:35
but it's too soon - too much resistance still in me... and as you purr and stroke, I back away - falling over the four-poster bed, almost wrapping myself back up
19:25:13
on the bottom of the bed - I see a switch. with nothing to lose, I flip it- something immediately whirring to life. Ropes spring out from the posts, grabbing onto the only person they can see - you. You arms and legs pulled to either side of the bed, held suspended above the other ropework, as something else whirs up from the foot of the bed.
19:27:22
I hear whirring and your protests, but I don't look - not until I hear you moan, as the first of the whips cracks against your panties - then the next -- and the next... finally peering up to see you held tight in suspension, your machine whipping you into a frenzy.
19:28:29
Mi --
choking it down Alice --
19:28:38
time for --
clearing my throat, as my voice cracks time for you to be the needy little sub --
19:29:08
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 1! **
19:29:15
He retreats. Clambering back to the bed. My body breathless from my domination and control. Hearing that click of my own mechanisms. Grabbed as I try to struggle against my own machines too breathless to fight. Squirming and kicking the ground as I choke back and whimper a scream of pain as the machine flogs and torrures my pussy. His words meak. Not fully confident but prideful. Thinking that now he has a chance to strike I know that he will take it. I narrow my eyes. Closing them imagining a feather. Focusing on my breaths to not show any signs of pain or pleasure even as the wet warm sounds of every strike betray my calm expression.
19:32:41
I see you fighting the pleasure, as you encouraged me to give into it - and my resolve hardens. Finding a small remote velcro'd to the bed next to the switch, I pull it out - moving a dial down and lowering the ropes until you're just inches above the bed. I move the whip - shifting it up so that it cracks against your breasts, punished through your thin, lacy bra.
19:37:01
I think - we've seen enough dommy alice for the day.
my hands working under the sides of your panties - pulling them down a couple of inches before I realize that isn't going to work - and instead, digging my fingers into the frilled fabric, tearing it until it snaps against your inner thigh. As much as I want to hear you moan, sweetie --
wadding them up and forcing them in your mouth - I want you to taste your hubris - taste how wet you got thinking about breaking me --
slapping your bare ass hard, and grabbing your hips - shoving into you for the first time, feeling your back arch as I take you, the teasing forgotten, fucking with raw power and then get even wetter as you lose every bit of control.
19:40:54
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 6! **
19:41:04
Pain, pleasure. I've delt with these before. Trade in them the experience of the whips cracks so intimate and constant as I shift my body into just the right poaition for the whip to snap the rope. I may be pink welted and marked. My pamties finally having been removed. More well torn off completely and shoved into my red lips. But I have freedom now. Freedom and a mind fit for revenge. He tries to haze me out in pleasure. In bliss in his control. I play along for now. Knowing that he is only working himself up and draining himself of energy. Pretending in this gane of ours to still be bound. Moaning and screaming and breathless into the panties. Drinking my delicious butterscotch sweet bitter arousal from the fabric.
19:45:56
I pound into you - hearing the moans and screams of a broken faux-domme. that's -nng-- right Alice -- just give in -- be the helpless, pleasure-drunk doll you truly want to be --
driving into you - grabbing one of the whips off the device, turning it around and pressing it against your backdoor, slowly sliding it in you don't want --n ngNGNgh-- control Alice -- you want to BE controlled - tied up - needy - begging--
driving harder and harder into you - a toy for me - a toy-- that CUMS - when she'd told --
19:49:35
forcing the whip into you - stretching you from both sides Alicedoll -- CUM for me --
19:50:08
is resisting cumming (58% chance of cum) => Came!
19:50:13
"Mmfdhhdg~ a a a a hhah ahhhh!!! Ahhh!!! Bfbffhufhhh-FUCK!" Screams going from faked to genuine as he fucks me harder and harder and harder pushing that whip handle into my ass and making me orgasm as my eyes roll and my body goes prone in the restraints.
19:51:43
Its on command. Not by intent or choice but forced out of me despire the odds. Weakly hanging there mind foggy and hazy and adrift in overwhelmed pleasure. Trying desperately to think. To breathe. To focus on that feather. On my domination of the doll
19:53:21
walking over, the grin trying to steal back over my face as I see your hands. oh, alice... did you free yourself and try to trick me? Were you that confident, dolly, that you could ride that out and take your revenge?
tying both hands back up - linking your thumbs to keep them useless.
19:57:43
I go back to the remote - finding a track the ropes run on... running my fingers over it, and watching you turn over - facing the mattress now, your traitorous pussy leaking onto the bed, each little drip landing on my mess from earlier. Alice... did you REALLY think it was a good idea to let me into your dungeon...
19:58:59
when everything here is so deliciously built for small, fragile girls --
pushing your legs apart, and forcing myself back in weak, needy girls like you, Alice.
I speed up quickly - driving into you with all the frustration of the day - ropes, honeyed words, chains, toys -- all that tension, all that restriction pounding into you.
20:00:44
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 6! **
20:02:42
(Just typing at you my thoughts for a moment)
20:10:36
(yup, it's fine, I still have time)
20:10:46
His words are cocky. Overconfident demeaning underestimating. I use that. I can work with that. After all he is still in my dungeon. He is still my toy. He may throw me around and bind me. He may work on making me his rope-bunny and fuck doll but i keep my muscles tensed. His bindings gripping against my tensed form so that once i relax the ropes easily slip off of me.
20:17:48
He plays hard. He fucks my ass. He taunts he is merciless spent. Throbbing. Twitching. Eager. Milked by my body pussy. Ass tight holes embracing him as i leak and soak the bed with that arousal from my sex.
20:19:05
My plan. That plan clicks into place puzzle pieces of my mind knowing what I need to do. Knowing how to break him his every thought. That last resistance in his head
20:20:13
His confidence total. Intense. Knowing that if i make him sink and submit now he'll have nothing left
20:20:42
He'll be mindbroken. A husk of want and need and craving submissions
20:20:59
He'll be chanting and screaming and wanting to pleasure wanting to be pleasured.
20:21:21
His cock slips out my ass with a -pop- of my rosebud closing opening and closing and puckering winking at him. Sex trailing down my thighs as i lay there and act all submissive
20:22:11
(oh, man, the build-up...)
20:22:14
He is intense. Proud. So eager to break me that he puts every strand. Every thought every passion into his domination
20:22:53
His focus. His weakness.
20:23:02
My body shifts and I start to ride him milking him between bound together thighs. Rubbing him against my leaking wet pussy and between the intense heat and friction of my legs. Clamping my thighs together like a vice as I buck my hips. Hands forming fists as I push against the bed. Clawing at the wet matress.
20:24:40
I want him to be milked -dry. And that... that is exactly what I will getm exactly where he belongs "Say my name" voice stern and filled with fire and velvet "CUM- and scream it for me!"
20:25:52
I can feel it - after so much time - victory so close. Her arms and legs bound, strapped apart – the bondage finally reversed. I shove in, again and again, before you adjust – confused, you shouldn’t be able to adjust – thrusting forward, putting my hand on you to steady you, and feeling you slip out of the bondage completely, except for your thighs. Those thighs – tied tight around me – holding me tighter then any rope, any toy, squeezing and sliding and milking as you whisper back – encouraging – COMMANDING me to cum --
20:31:15
is resisting cumming (38% chance of cum) => Resisted!
20:31:51
I never would have survived your thighs. But a rope catches me - chafing, rubbing me wrong - giving me just enough presence of mind to pull out. I hear - groans... looking around I see shapes I hadn't noticed - writhing - drooling - dolls strapped to tables, dolls in glass cases, some being teased my machines, some just standing and gawking
20:36:50
I look down at you - panting, the ropes still draped over your body, and back to the girls dotted around the dungeon
20:37:45
oh - Alice.... you've been taking all kinds of trophies, haven't you --
teasing at those thighs, slipping the ropes off and showing your perfect porcelain skin
20:38:25
look at Selina - she's just about to - oh, there she goes...
a high-pitched moan pierces the room, before subsiding into whimpers
20:38:57
did you get a little too confident, Alice?
my knees spreading your thighs again - reaching and grabbing your bra, pulling you up higher, your eyes locking onto a girl I can't quite see thinking it would be just as easy to keep me down here, all dressed up, cumming over and over for my Miss?
20:40:11
sliding in - this time slowly, delicately, letting you enjoy every inch pushed into you. An intimate, delicate fuck for an intimate, delicate girl. Signifying not a figh - but passion - closeness - a desire to hear you moan, to feel your pleasure, to give you the kind of blissful submission these girls have for you.
20:42:04
Alice- my perfect, needy doll --
20:42:13
is resisting cumming (39% chance of cum) => Resisted!
20:42:22
There is a tense buildup. My thighs tighter and tighter until he pushes me away and unfurls those ropes ans delicately cascades me in his arms the centrepiece and mantle of my dungeon. My dollhouse. He manages to hold and returns my attenpts at milking him not with pain, not this time at least but with soft domination. Sensualness. Gentle touch. The kind that I prefer. Making me uneasy at the danger I know he has within him. Us both far too dangerous to be let out of reach for even but a moment. Cradling with him. Holding him. Looking at my collection of dolls with him in admiration
20:51:07
He remembers why we are here. Pushing me to the bed. Making me watch my dolls as they watch me. Hearing them moan as Ruck fucks the Mistress and owner of them all. And then... fails. Fails to finish the job he started. Too untamed and too throbbing to hold out. His stamina failing him. His arousal failing him. His mind failing him. Every and each part of his control faltering as I continue to resist.
20:52:56
I look at him. Riding him straddling on his cock. Breathing deep a vixen confident and radiant and pure as pink lights cascase over my porcelain sweat-laden arousal soaked body. Our juices over the bith of us. Unforgettable markings of a long. Long night. One that went far too long in the makings
20:54:19
"Ruck...." my breath softly. Wickedly enchanting and loving. "What if we could both get what we want" an offer like a rose red apple. Cured and enchanted to make you sleep forever. Beautiful on the outside but with wicked intentions. "You would like a rope-bunny and pet; i have plenty of those..."
20:56:05
"I mean look out at my room. My parlor. Pick one any one. All you have to do is agree to let me tie you up again"
20:56:44
Its an offer. Albeit a desperate one. Althiugh the thought is distracting and hopefully has him curious enough to forget why he is here. To give me enough time to recover. Time being my biggest enemy
20:57:53
redrew a set of actions
20:58:35
such a GENEROUS offer, Alice...
looking at the incredible collection of women you have encased down here. but we're past deals, aren't we, lovely...
pulling you closer- my hand wrapping around your pale ass, as I feel you doing the same to me It's just a question of endurance now, and will --
grimacing as you ride me hard, feeling the pressure rise - and who's the helpless toy...
21:03:27
With his refusal of the offer I know I have him right where ai want him. Beneath me. I gyrate my hips. Working my tight sex around his cock milking him eith my lussy. Staying ontop. Keeping him pinned as I ride him. A chill up his spine as I work and my hands clasp at his shoulders his neck tracing thmbs on his clavicle. His hand on my ass. My hand on his.
21:06:24
This moment. This singularity
21:06:35
Body on body. Feeling him throb within me. No more clothes. No more games. No more hypnosis or restraints just flesh of flesh. Resistance against resistance. Will against will
21:07:31
I hold him I work him. I ride him a trophy that I have yet to win, a sex-toy I have yet to buy. Testing out the build and quality of my toy.
21:08:32
Ass slapping against his thighs
21:08:44
Sex wet and loudly filling the room with each thrust. Musk and arousal as I ride him
21:09:17
I don't ask this time. There aren't words. Only a stare. A familiar stare. And a smirt. That smug wonderful intense expression. Those eyes almost saying 'oh are you going to cum for me? Such a good boy'
21:10:33
Just from the way they look at him
21:10:42
I am focused on him. Completely him. The world around us meaningless and empty as long as we exist in this moment
21:11:13
This time-locked moment
21:11:24
This endless sex. This riding bliss
21:11:34
This pleasure within pleasure within pleasure
21:11:45
The same motions. Over. Over. Over. Over. Over
21:12:11
Every single second we loop. Starting this cycle this crash. This fall. This ebb and flow of an ocean against a beach. The feather. Rising and falling with his breaths
21:13:19
Eclipsing beauty. Transcendent in his lust.
21:13:52
I hear sounds around us fading away - my struggles weakening. Looking up into your eyes, seeing you look into mine. Your gaze locked on mine - your hips locked on mine - rising and falling together, each thrust and bounce mirrored in the other. The smell of you, enveloping us both - lust incarnate, seeping into both of us, but where your scent represents your dominance, it does the opposite in me - a feeling of belonging to it, being marked by it.
21:16:56
is resisting cumming (72% chance of cum) => Resisted!
21:17:04
I can't speak. Only look up - my hand weakly caressing your cheek. only whispering, only staring, only adoring. make this - last, alice.... don't stop....
groaning in pleasure stay together with me --
21:19:41
shifting you slightly. remembering how you came last time... the forbidden pleasure driving you over the edge. No toys near us - but I don't want anything but us. separating our hips for just a moment as I dip out - and bring you back, sliding into your ass. pulling you down to me as you moan, holding you tight, driving into you over and over - any scream muffled by my chest. whispering to you.
21:23:04
Alice -- I'm so close to giving everything to you - let me give you this first...
21:23:15
cum with me, angel --
21:23:20
is resisting cumming (72% chance of cum) => Resisted!
21:23:33
I scream.... the deepest of screams. The most wonderful and pure and peircing of screams "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHGGHHHHH!!!!"
21:25:41
Ruck. Ruck. Ruck. Ruck ruck. Ruck ruck ruck ruck!!!!
21:26:06
Chanting his name like a broken record
21:26:20
Ruck! Ruck!! Ruck!!!!
21:26:55
I cannot think of anything at all but this and this moment.
21:27:12
He takes my ass and uses me and fucks me all through my moans and screams and my helpless submission
21:28:07
When he finally runs out of breath and pulls out his cock leaks and drips... aching aching orgasm. Aching to be milked... he knows deep down in his heart of hearts that I am the only one capiable of giving him that milking he needs right now... and he hears a soft giggle fall from my lips... and that velvety voice "beg for it. And when you do... make sure that you orgasm first"
21:30:08
Out of energy... out of ideas... I felt this intimacy, but as you pull off me, your teasing words back in my ear, I feel hot humiliation on my face - I can't push you over. I can't win. I'm going to be your dolly...
21:34:21
words are on the tip of my tongue, about to come forth - when we both hear a crash, and footsteps coming at us -- bowling you over, kissing you, rubbing you, pleasing you. An obsessed doll, unable to wait -- someone not fully broken, taking their revenge - I can't tell. All I can do is breathe - desperately hoping she takes your attention long enough for me to recover
21:36:16
My heart skips as right as I am about to get what I want another doll of mine interrupts and tosses me off of him. Knocking me off of the bed and off of his torso and onto the floor. Giving him ample time to recover. I make a mental note to punish this doll serverely later for ruining the chance I had at adding a new toy to my collection.
21:42:38
as you says the doll's trigger word - leaving her in a mess on the floor - you feel my shadow over you.
21:45:35
I wasn't lying, Alice --
my hand around your arm - hard enough to leave faint red imprints on your skin when I let go. I would've happily drifted off with you together - win or lose - you and me, tied together with more than rope...
21:46:35
but then --
walking to over to a wall, where I saw an unmistakeable object - you broke that fantasy for me. You told me to beg - made this about dominance again...
21:47:27
strapping you in - your arms held to the sides, cuffed to the wall - your legs dangling uselessly, your heels still amazingly on.
21:48:13
And Alice...
flicking the machine on - turning the dial up higher, enjoying every contortion of your face, every bead of sweat as you try to hold that irresistible orgasm back
21:48:57
--I'm never going to lose a fight for dominance...
21:49:04
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 2! **
21:49:18
is resisting cumming (90% chance of cum) => Resisted!
21:49:28
There is something in me that wants to give in. Right then. Right there... then i remember the crowd. My dollies. My toys. The stern teasing of the man giving me enough to hang on.... just.... a little.... longer....
21:51:36
oh, no -- no, no, Alice, there's no resisting this...
turning up the vibration - watching you leak all over your machine. it's only getting stronger, and stronger, and stronger -- the pleasure growing until you can't take it for one, more, second ---
21:52:52
** Alice Rose rolled 1d6: 6! **
21:53:00
i break the cuffs from the wall. Shaking spasming. Throwing and tackling him to the floor. Just like on the bed. No more toys. No more games. Bouncing on that cock mercilessly riding him with such vigor. Passion and intensity. He is right this isn't about domination. That game was lost the moment he orgasmed first. Now the game is merely a test
21:55:02
A test to see if i can control
21:55:09
is resisting cumming (94% chance of cum) => Came!
22:02:00
you break free from the sybian... and it breaks me. How could that not do it. How could this girl resist test, after test, after test... and the answer is clear, as you mount me again. She's not a girl, not someone to be fought with, to fuck, and tease, and dominate. She's a Mistress - my Mistress. Toying with me as long as she wanted, before she took what's hers. An orgasm - and then -- me.
22:02:37
you get no resistance anymore. Just a groan – a breathless whisper, your name formed, but no sound – and everything I have left. Cum pouring into you – each bounce drawing out more of my strength, my will, my self – until you slow down. Seeing a familiar look in my eyes. Love – reverence – obedience. The love of a slave for his Miss.
22:02:39
I trace my nails against his back as he orgasms ans cums for me. Releases for me. Heart racing and breathless as I scratch at his back and leave faint markings.... the only thing left in the air is breathless hot sex. And a man. An object. Made. -Mine-
22:05:23
I collapse completely under you. Here to be used - here to serve -- however my Miss wants me to.
22:06:26
(I sent you a dm suggesting one more message from you 😉)
22:09:02
(because my concern is, you haven't done enough writing today!)
22:09:20
(I am honestly so speechless and breathless heart racing hands shaking. This was so intense. But sure i'll go read it and work on a server crashing message)
22:09:42
Spending hours I breathe. Laying with my toy. My object. Celebrating my victory and his not with anything but a cuddle. At least not yet. Not until I regain my breath.
22:14:48
The doll is still. Serene. Peaceful. Harmless. But i'll never forget what they did to me. The punishment they deserve and should be put through once they are mine.
22:15:40
Once i am recovered I pick him up, able to carry him bridal style although it is a bit challenging at first. My looks miscommunicating how strong i am. In will mind and body. He underestimated me. This toy. This doll. My object. My plaything. My body. Carrying him like he is a brick of clay into my bedroom. No dungeons. No parlor tricks just my bedroom. And i guess that is truley the biggest secret of mine. It is not the dungeon or the toys that make dolls. It is me. My care. Compassion. Ability to take what I want.
22:18:34
He has experienced this first hand and as he sleeps. I use my time with him to meld him and craft him into a perfect doll. Dress. Makeup. Mindset. Obedience. Submission. Collar. Name. Every part of him becoming something else. Someone else.
22:19:40
I shut off the camera feed. Knowing that this process will take a while. Making the world of EF wait to see... alices newest toy
22:20:31
thank you miss alice 😍
22:20:53
Thank -YOU- Ruck
22:21:14
This was amazing. And thank you for like letting me talk at you when needed and take breaks and your patience with me and understanding my typos
22:21:47
And also thank you to the audience for being here to watch the 100th loss. All 8-9 hours of it!!!
22:22:24
public game, yeah?
22:22:56
Ruck we'll talk more in dms about my prize and publishing this log. But its one for the books 🩷❤️🔥 this was amazing
22:23:01
you can retitle it as you please :)
22:23:02
Alright im going to nap! I have a tournament to win ❤️🔥
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