Drakkwall
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My name is Carlos Vi'landre, I am was at a time a simple business man working on an office in New York city. But then disaster struck when Earth was invaded by aliens, yes real life aliens, they came and blew up every major city without any kind of warning and then left a world with a death toll over half the population, I was one of the survivors and have been attempting to make the best of it with what has happened, there's no laws as nobody cares to enforce them, the streets are dangerous with starving animals, hordes of rats and mad mobs rushing through chasing would be aliens.
I myself have taken to flee from the city and has taken refuge in an old military base many miles from the city, I used to drive different supplies her as a part time job at the office and this gave me the key to the massive metal gates, nobody could get inside and I had lots of resources to use. This new world where there was no rules, no Internet and no TV caused lots of stress and I have found myself highly desiring to fuck a good female, I am not the most attractive guy, a very tall person rather pudgy but ripe with muscles. With the recent changes I had to change from a simple tall and fat business man to a pudgy muscular survivor with a desire to claim pussy, I guess my animal instincts to breed females to make babies have awakened with the death of over two billion people.
I have spent two weeks in the base, having drove out to steal supplies from grocery stores, army stores and other stores and stuff them into storage and the giant freezers in the base, I had enough of supplies to last four hundred people a couple of decades, and there was a natural water well beneath the base so I had no problem with water either. I have also trained myself physically, trained my marksman ship, trained martial arts and learned how to handle and care for weapons, rough mostly but I have managed to gain some skills in the fields.
At the moment am I keeping watch through the cameras of the base, the base was powered by a strange reactor, some kind of experimental trans fusion generator the military had been preparing for the coming energy crisis. There were other secret rooms within the base I was not sure what to make off as I couldn't enter them but they would have to wait until later. Through the camera I could see everything within and outside the base and at the moment was one thing that caught my eye, a jeep was being driven from the city towards the base.
The jeep stopped in front of the gate and I focused the camera onto the driver and a wicked grin grew on my lips as I saw who it was, it was Captain Sandra L. Jackson, she had been the leading officer of the base last time I visited. She had always been an uptight bitch to anyone she meet and I and the other guys had joked about her being so uptight about not getting cock in her cunt. She was beautiful, a nice body with well kept muscles, nothing too bulky, big firm breasts, as big as her head from the nude photos of her int he shower I had brought form a soldier, which she kept stuffed within a black shirt that made them looks smaller then they were. she was wearing a belt, a hip strap, a green beret with her ranking symbols on it and a pair of black panties. Her normally well kept black hair was ruffled and messy from days of no showering and I could tell that she hadn't been able to wash for a while by the looks of the dirt on her skin, perhaps her pants and jacket were too dirty to wear and she had simply taken them off?
She looked warm as her skin was sweaty, her breathe hard, her black shirt was slick with sweat and her nipples could be seen poking into the fabric. I grinned and felt my cock grow hard in my trousers, she looked like a panting bitch in heat, eager to be breed by a male and carry his seed, make his offspring and make milk for him, thought of her filled with my own sperm, begging to give her a spawn while milk squirts from her big nipples makes me feel like jerking off. But I maintain control and decide to prepare for a little surprise for her to make her my own little breeding slut.
I watch her open the gate with her own keycard and then after she's done I type some on the keyboard and the gates are locked after she enters and won't be opened by anything but my own card. I watch her as she look around and call for anyone who might be there and I move to prepare the trap. Soon I am hiding in one of the female lockers, having put on a gas mask, I watch in waiting and soon see her as she enters, eager to take a shower.
Pressing the button of a remote in my hand a gas is released into the locker room, it is invisible and tasteless, but it will knock her out cold for four hours. As I watch her sexy body slump down on the ground I walk out, my mask still on, and lift her sweaty body over my shoulder. I walk through the base until I enter one of the interrogation rooms, no windows, just white walls and a single lamp in the ceiling, I had made changes to the room to make it my own little play ground for preparing females to become my little fuck things to breed and milk.
Many different tools, equipment and items laid around and I behind with cuffing her arms over her had and attach it to a hook in the ceiling, then I tie her legs to the floor by the ankles, cannot have her kicking me, the chain is long enough for her to mover about six inches but no further. I pull the chains she's hanging on up a bit ans she's soon hanging over the floor by four inches. I have taken off her weapons but left her clothes on, it would be fun to watch her squirm as I took them off, her eyes had been covered by a thick black blindfold and I could see her breasts softly jiggle as she breathed, she was not wearing a bra.
Softly caressing her big firm breasts with my hands I enjoy the feeling of the slick wet shirt covered breasts against my palms and her big hard nipples were so nice to the touch as I palmed them while groping her firm tits. I let a hand travel down to her panties and I stroke her pussy lips teasingly, enjoying the soft gasps she releases and the feeling if her panties growing moist.
(OOC: Okay I will need one female for this rp. I might need one later as the plot moves on as I have plans on entering more women later on)
Carlos Vi'landre
http://th01.deviantart.com/fs27/300W/i/2008/036/5/6/Quartermaster_Aztec_by_BenDouglasUK.jpg
Sandra L. Jackson
http://th06.deviantart.com/fs20/300W/f/2007/271/0/8/08eab39c78c92bb7.jpg
I myself have taken to flee from the city and has taken refuge in an old military base many miles from the city, I used to drive different supplies her as a part time job at the office and this gave me the key to the massive metal gates, nobody could get inside and I had lots of resources to use. This new world where there was no rules, no Internet and no TV caused lots of stress and I have found myself highly desiring to fuck a good female, I am not the most attractive guy, a very tall person rather pudgy but ripe with muscles. With the recent changes I had to change from a simple tall and fat business man to a pudgy muscular survivor with a desire to claim pussy, I guess my animal instincts to breed females to make babies have awakened with the death of over two billion people.
I have spent two weeks in the base, having drove out to steal supplies from grocery stores, army stores and other stores and stuff them into storage and the giant freezers in the base, I had enough of supplies to last four hundred people a couple of decades, and there was a natural water well beneath the base so I had no problem with water either. I have also trained myself physically, trained my marksman ship, trained martial arts and learned how to handle and care for weapons, rough mostly but I have managed to gain some skills in the fields.
At the moment am I keeping watch through the cameras of the base, the base was powered by a strange reactor, some kind of experimental trans fusion generator the military had been preparing for the coming energy crisis. There were other secret rooms within the base I was not sure what to make off as I couldn't enter them but they would have to wait until later. Through the camera I could see everything within and outside the base and at the moment was one thing that caught my eye, a jeep was being driven from the city towards the base.
The jeep stopped in front of the gate and I focused the camera onto the driver and a wicked grin grew on my lips as I saw who it was, it was Captain Sandra L. Jackson, she had been the leading officer of the base last time I visited. She had always been an uptight bitch to anyone she meet and I and the other guys had joked about her being so uptight about not getting cock in her cunt. She was beautiful, a nice body with well kept muscles, nothing too bulky, big firm breasts, as big as her head from the nude photos of her int he shower I had brought form a soldier, which she kept stuffed within a black shirt that made them looks smaller then they were. she was wearing a belt, a hip strap, a green beret with her ranking symbols on it and a pair of black panties. Her normally well kept black hair was ruffled and messy from days of no showering and I could tell that she hadn't been able to wash for a while by the looks of the dirt on her skin, perhaps her pants and jacket were too dirty to wear and she had simply taken them off?
She looked warm as her skin was sweaty, her breathe hard, her black shirt was slick with sweat and her nipples could be seen poking into the fabric. I grinned and felt my cock grow hard in my trousers, she looked like a panting bitch in heat, eager to be breed by a male and carry his seed, make his offspring and make milk for him, thought of her filled with my own sperm, begging to give her a spawn while milk squirts from her big nipples makes me feel like jerking off. But I maintain control and decide to prepare for a little surprise for her to make her my own little breeding slut.
I watch her open the gate with her own keycard and then after she's done I type some on the keyboard and the gates are locked after she enters and won't be opened by anything but my own card. I watch her as she look around and call for anyone who might be there and I move to prepare the trap. Soon I am hiding in one of the female lockers, having put on a gas mask, I watch in waiting and soon see her as she enters, eager to take a shower.
Pressing the button of a remote in my hand a gas is released into the locker room, it is invisible and tasteless, but it will knock her out cold for four hours. As I watch her sexy body slump down on the ground I walk out, my mask still on, and lift her sweaty body over my shoulder. I walk through the base until I enter one of the interrogation rooms, no windows, just white walls and a single lamp in the ceiling, I had made changes to the room to make it my own little play ground for preparing females to become my little fuck things to breed and milk.
Many different tools, equipment and items laid around and I behind with cuffing her arms over her had and attach it to a hook in the ceiling, then I tie her legs to the floor by the ankles, cannot have her kicking me, the chain is long enough for her to mover about six inches but no further. I pull the chains she's hanging on up a bit ans she's soon hanging over the floor by four inches. I have taken off her weapons but left her clothes on, it would be fun to watch her squirm as I took them off, her eyes had been covered by a thick black blindfold and I could see her breasts softly jiggle as she breathed, she was not wearing a bra.
Softly caressing her big firm breasts with my hands I enjoy the feeling of the slick wet shirt covered breasts against my palms and her big hard nipples were so nice to the touch as I palmed them while groping her firm tits. I let a hand travel down to her panties and I stroke her pussy lips teasingly, enjoying the soft gasps she releases and the feeling if her panties growing moist.
(OOC: Okay I will need one female for this rp. I might need one later as the plot moves on as I have plans on entering more women later on)
Carlos Vi'landre
http://th01.deviantart.com/fs27/300W/i/2008/036/5/6/Quartermaster_Aztec_by_BenDouglasUK.jpg
Sandra L. Jackson
http://th06.deviantart.com/fs20/300W/f/2007/271/0/8/08eab39c78c92bb7.jpg