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12-21-2012, 01:27 AM
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The alien thing
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The Dreamatorium
Simply a room.
A floor, four walls, a ceiling, a door.
No windows.
In those walls is a kind of magic, limited only by the depth of your imagination.
You can be anyone, anywhere, anywhen.
But you cannot freely enter. There is one key, held by one person, and he alone can permit entrance.
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12-21-2012, 01:28 AM
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Twin sins
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pardon me, my sense making abilities are inebriated at the moment.
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, “You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.” ~Carlin |
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12-21-2012, 01:29 AM
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The alien thing
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Yes. Yes it was. 
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12-21-2012, 01:42 AM
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Twin sins
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Yes. Yes it was. |
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pardon me, my sense making abilities are inebriated at the moment.
"The very existence of flamethrowers proves that sometime, somewhere, someone said to themselves, “You know, I want to set those people over there on fire, but I’m just not close enough to get the job done.” ~Carlin |
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12-21-2012, 01:43 AM
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Singing from the heart
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Uh oh
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12-21-2012, 05:12 PM
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Unsafe at any speed
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I HAZ A DIZZY!!!!
spinnnnnn
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12-22-2012, 06:35 AM
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Unsafe at any speed
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Pretty boring for a Dreamatorium.
Just sayin'...
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12-22-2012, 06:57 AM
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Unsafe at any speed
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Seriously.
there should be chocolate covered Moose and mice doing the tango in here.
OK, maybe not the tango...mice really don't have the legs for it, but you get my point.
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12-22-2012, 07:06 AM
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Literotica Guru
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Does this tickle your fancy?
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12-22-2012, 07:07 AM
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Unsafe at any speed
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Oh Interwebz...is there nothing you can't provide me?
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12-22-2012, 08:16 AM
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The alien thing
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Pretty boring for a Dreamatorium.
Just sayin'...
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Maybe your dream power is running a little low!
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12-22-2012, 08:26 AM
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Unsafe at any speed
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Maybe your dream power is running a little low!
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12-22-2012, 08:28 AM
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The alien thing
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Well, you have to remember, I'm not very bright.
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Maybe we just need to turn your knob.
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12-22-2012, 08:28 AM
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Maybe we just need to turn your knob.
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I'm sorry? |
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12-22-2012, 08:37 AM
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The alien thing
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I'm sorry?
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12-22-2012, 08:40 AM
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Unsafe at any speed
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I'm just sayin'...knobs are special. |
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12-22-2012, 08:43 AM
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The alien thing
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I'm just sayin'...knobs are special.
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Just a twist will make you brighter!
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12-27-2012, 04:15 PM
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The alien thing
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Simply a room.
A floor, four walls, a ceiling, a door.
No windows.
In those walls is a kind of magic, limited only by the depth of your imagination.
You can be anyone, anywhere, anywhen.
But you cannot freely enter. There is one key, held by one person, and he alone can permit entrance.
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12-27-2012, 04:43 PM
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12-27-2012, 05:06 PM
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Voraciously Vivacious
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Vail_Indigo
finds it interesting that the owner of this slightly lack-luster Dreamatorium...if that is really what it is...thinks a need for a key can keep people out...
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Appears inside the Dreamatorium, is suddenly by her side
I think, dearest heart, that he has a key much in the same way that you do for the Vortex.
Pushes her against the wall and whispers in her ear, almost urgently
Because it is his playground. Because the Vortex is yours.
Blinks. Finds her in a long flowing white gown, with a bowl of glass shards glowing under candlelight nearby, pulls her into my arms.
It is a safe space. One that he deserves as much as you do.
Gestures once more and the image fades and is replaced by a waterfall, to which we stand on the precipice of, I slip behind her, still holding her closely.
To which he also just cleaned up in preparation for a scene. But my love, you had to comment upon. Not that I'm surprised, you are as ever my goddess of chaos and lust.
Teeth slide down an exposed neck, followed by soft sighs, which dance over her ears. Another blink, and we are home, in the vortex.
This time, I am clad in a suit and she kneels before me clad only in a metal collar, attached to a leash which rests in my hands.
My love, he gets his key, and you get yours. I have keys to both. Shall I share them?
Leans down to kiss her, gently, sweetly and yet demanding all at once, another whisper against those deep red lips.
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12-30-2012, 01:01 AM
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The alien thing
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He was breathing hard.
A bit of sweat stood out on his brow.
His clothes were a little disheveled, red tie loosened, the tail of his shirt peeking out beneath the hem of his dark jacket.
His cock was hard, tenting charcoal grey slacks, an obvious collection of the blood that roared through his veins.
Blue-green eyes were focused on her, back to the wall, breasts on display, her skirt hiding the fullness of her backside that was decorated with angry red stripes, a by-product of the meeting between her skin the length of rattan in his hand.
Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly, deep breaths drawn in that mirrored his own. Each of them had the taste of the other's mouth on their lips, the ghost of the feeling of the other's arousal on their fingertips.
Off to his right, her left, a round end table was over on it's side, a broken glass and spilled dark liquor spread out away from the askew top. A single ice cube melted slowly in the middle of the puddle, as if somehow unaware of the heat that both of them so clearly felt in the room.
He grinned at her.
She grinned back.
His empty hand was held out to her, fingers outstretched.
"Another dance?"
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12-30-2012, 01:24 AM
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Voraciously Vivacious
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He had found her that night, all red lips and cleavage, another man hanging onto every word that she dropped. The place had been seedy. It wasn't so much that she had wanted to seek out other company, just that she needed a minute away. Red wine on her lips, stranger hanging onto her words, and then she was spun to find those gorgeous eyes on her, full of danger, warning and no small amount of lust.
He still found her, like she knew he would. He always did.
Even when the rattan cane, his favorite fucking toy, had swung across her back, it was less that there had been someone else there, because who cared about that, it was that she hadn't listened, hadn't stayed and didn't do as she was told. Especially when he wanted her too.
A reminder. A reminder of the rules, their agreements and enforced by a piece of rattan. She fucking hated that thing, and her back stung and agreed with that sentiment.
Her hand fit into his and she grinned as well.
"As long as you're ready to lose."
This part was easy, she slid into his arms and pushed. Ignoring all else till he was between her and the wall. One hand on the cane, keeping herself safe, another on his tie, tugging his lips down to hers in a breathless and deep kiss.
A paltry form of control, is still control. Or at least that's what she told herself .
Damn he tasted good.
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12-30-2012, 01:59 AM
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It was the clatter of the table and the tinkle of glass that did it.
She probably wouldn't have found them so soon without that unexpected noise in the otherwise silent night. Eyes narrow slightly in the mirror and fingers stop fiddling with hair. She had thought she had the time to prepare. Apparently she'd thought wrong. Either that or he couldn't...
"Oh I bet he couldn't!"
A robe was tied around bare curves and equally bare feet padded out into the corridor. Heat and need and alcohol hit her as soon as she did.
Surveying the scene it was fairly obvious what had happened. She couldn't immediately work out if she was amused or irritated.
"...because waiting two minutes would have killed you?"
Her voice seemed oddly quiet but it did the trick. Eyes sparkled as bodies parted slightly, allowing her to look between their faces.
Arms fold over chest, enhancing the cleavage displayed within the deep 'v' of the dressing gown.
"That was one of my favourite glasses."
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12-30-2012, 02:25 AM
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He moved opposite her when she was against him again, his steps carrying him back as hers moved her forward. A bit of breath was forced from him when his back met the wall, and he felt her hand close around the cane. His bicep tensed at the resistance, but he didn't stop her. For the moment.
Mouths were crushed together again as she pulled on his tie, her taste refreshed on his tongue. His hand released hers, arm around her waist, hand in the small of her back, pulling her body tighter to his. Somewhere in the room was the top she'd been wearing when he found her, but he couldn't in this moment remember where it had been dropped. It may also be ripped a bit.
The other man, whoever he was, ended up with a bit of a show before he was told to leave. How many of the stripes across her ass now were there before the door closed behind the other, he was also unsure of. More than a couple, though.
Between her lips, his tongue forced it's way into her mouth, sparred with her own. It seemed his every cell longed to go to war with hers. He began to move off the wall-
Another voice in the room severed the connection between them, a grin springing to life on his lips, and he opened his eyes to look at the new arrival. A single brow arched over eyes slightly glazed with need, and he surveyed her up and down. Hesitating more than a little at the enticing rise of cleavage.
Flicker to the red head against him.
Flicker back.
"I do get impatient now and then."
The cane was pulled free, waved in the direction of the newcomer.
"Come. We'll make it up to you."
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12-30-2012, 02:41 AM
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Voraciously Vivacious
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Alright, so she didn't exactly melt against him when their lips met, and she didn't whimper when his arm dragged across the newly acquired welts. Or at least that's what she was positively sure had happened before the kiss erased her memory and before they were stopped by a gorgeous and cross brunette who glared at them.
He looked sheepish and like he had his hands full.
She just laughed, a bubble of giggles forced from between her sensitive lips, hiding her face tight against his shirt while he waved the beautiful British toy over.
There might have been apology in there somewhere, cause it had been her careless movement that sent the glass and table flying, but when he's hellbent on her, she has to fight. The casualties lay dead and melting on the floor.
However, the laughter and the blush stopped any other words, though when the warm, slightly wet body joined theirs, she, of course, offered up some very apologetic kisses along exposed cleavage.
She was quite sorry.
Vi felt her apology was quite obvious.
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