Caught Me An Acrobat (closed for SxRx and myself)

slippedhalo

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Rowena Maxamillia
Age: 18
Muscular, dancer's body with delicious curves and unbelievable flexibility. Long, red hair, big brown eyes, pale skin. (This takes place somewhere in Europe during the times of Royalty and Catholic Church ruling all, it's not modern.)

Raised in a travelling circus her family's business for generations. Rowena is an acrobat and talented gymnast taught by her own mother, father, cousins and siblings.

The Circus Maxamillia had camped outside of the castle walls in the field alongside, the kingdom of Raven was a new stop to their family circus's tour and Rowena had enjoyed spending time in the marketplace and seeing the sights with her cousins while the men and older folk set up the tents and negotiated the land rental with the farmer who'd lent his land and with some of the king's tax men. Rowena saw a lovely woven hair band that she thought would adorn her long red locks perfectly with her costume and she had reached into her purse only to remember that she'd left her money with her mother back at the camp. So, she told her cousins she would return as soon as possible and her cousins, Adrianna, Dimitri, and Lex waited for her return...

...but as she made her way back from the center of the bustling town toward the encampment Rowena could feel she was being followed. She decided to take a shortcut through a wooded area but soon found herself surrounded by strangers. One man came from the darkness and struck her hard across the temple. She fell upon the forest floor and soon all went black...
 
The Ambush and Capture

Tarock was stunned by her beauty and so he wanted her as he had watched her carefully whipping through the wood, intent on speed and not caution for the moment. He ogled her lithe body as it moved swiftly with a delicate grace much like a deer as she avoided tree stumps and ducked branches with ease. This sensual creature was to be his, he could feel it down deep in his manhood.

He carefully chose his ambush site near a break in the path that would slow her down and a large rock from where he could pounce. He chose as a weapon his lighter sap that when aimed squarely on the temple would drop her in her tracks. So it did.

He carefully lifted her and carried her to his camp near the path. For years he parlayed his work as a guide and huntsman into opportunity such as this for the lost or the unawares. Upon reaching his camp, he checked her for signs of life.

All in all he could not believe his good fortune as he ran his rough hands over her muscular curves, sensuous smooth skin and ample swelling of bosom. He kissed her lips secretly and felt his cock swell. Then, she began to awaken, as if his attention struck a nerve deep within. She was a bit confused, but her body aroused by his touch. A groan escaped her luscious lips...her body betraying her. With her fine tuned body, she was well acquainted to the pleasures of sex like few others. Then suddenly, she came to. Tarock tightened his grip and had to wrestle her as she began to sense her danger.

She cursed, spit and nearly escaped his grip with her supple flexibility giving him no points to pin her. If he gripped here, she slipped there. She spun, whirled, but Tarock's raw strength and his own moves proved just too much for her in her weakened state.

"You're a lively wench" he said as he licked his lips that dribbled blood from a glancing blow from her elbow, or was it her foot? He relished the mock battle as he groped and coped feels like there was no tomorrow. Yet as he gazed at her breathing she kept an air of dignity about her. She would not be easily broken.

As she gazed back at him gathering her breath and strength all the while, she took it all in. At 6 feet tall and close to 200 lbs., he was big for the times, but certainly no giant. Yet, she had felt the explosive power, the strength in his hands. She took time to consider her options.


SxRx
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Rowena had thought it was her second cousin, Reggie, kissing her, and she stirred and moaned, prepared to tease him as was her usual game with him. The fire-eater desired to tryst with his distant relative but she always left him with nothing more than innocent kisses and tantilizing peeks and teases...She was too smart to be caught up in an affair. She knew what was required if she was to establish a good marriage for herself one day and ruining that for one afternoon's romp with her second cousin was not her aim. So she gently moved to push him away...only, it soon became very apparent that this was not Reggie and she suddenly remembered getting lost in the woods, and the lump on her head reminded her of the stranger...she moved to squirm out of his grasp but his strong arms only wrestled her tighter. Soon, they had been wrestling to the point where her arm bled, her hips ached, and she was growing too exhausted to resist much. Eyes wide, she took in the hulking stranger in the dim light of wherever he was holding her captive, catching her breath and slowly realizing she would not be getting away from him without giving him whatever he'd brought her there for unless...unless she could outsmart him somehow...
"Let me go! My people have no money I won't secure you anything for ransom." she argued. "Please leave me alone!" she pleaded, her voice barely betraying her true fear.
 
Tarock had carefully locked all the windows and doors to keep his new slave inside for now. As he gazed at his celtic beauty, he felt his turgid manhood swell even more. What a sexy, sensual woman to behold. He was wearing casual breeches that did little to hide his bulge and was unconcerned what she saw and sensed. He was aroused in the worst way by her incredible body and besting her was all he could think of.

"What is your name woman. What do they call you?" He asked. The beauty seemed tongue tied for the moment.Tarock moved closer still to her til he knew she could feel his breath and smell his manly musk.

"My name is Tarock, what the locals call bear. Do I not seem bear like to you?" he said as he grinned and continued to look her over head to toe. He reached out to stroke her red hair and smiled, "Your locks are like the setting sun, perhaps I shall call you red."

Tarock moved quickly to her and soon she was in his embrace choice or no. His hairy manly chest brushed against the top of her shoulders and ever so at her swelling breasts. He felt a dampness from her as he pressed tightly and smiled.

Tarock kept her pressed and gave her a powerful kiss, struggling some with her until he had his way and gave her a powerful kiss that he sensed would sweep through her. His member pressed against her belly.

"Forget ransoming. I don't intend to ransom you or sell you. You are mine to keep and do as I please. The sooner you realize this, the better things will be for you," he said as he forced another deep kiss upon her and pressed his body even tighter so that he could feel her charms more closely and to press himself to her hoping her body would respond and betray her once again.
 
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OOC: Nice post but please edit. I don't like people posting my character's actions and speech.
 
OOC: I have been having problems with my pm's lately. They seem to be getting sent in multiples instead of one at a time so I had to post my comment.
 
SxRx said:
Tarock had carefully locked all the windows and doors to keep his new slave inside for now. As he gazed at his celtic beauty, he felt his turgid manhood swell even more. What a sexy, sensual woman to behold. He was wearing casual breeches that did little to hide his bulge and was unconcerned what she saw and sensed. He was aroused in the worst way by her incredible body and besting her was all he could think of.

"What is your name woman. What do they call you?" He asked. The beauty seemed tongue tied for the moment.Tarock moved closer still to her til he knew she could feel his breath and smell his manly musk.

"My name is Tarock, what the locals call bear. Do I not seem bear like to you?" he said as he grinned and continued to look her over head to toe. He reached out to stroke her red hair and smiled, "Your locks are like the setting sun, perhaps I shall call you red."

Tarock moved quickly to her and soon she was in his embrace choice or no. His hairy manly chest brushed against the top of her shoulders and ever so at her swelling breasts. He felt a dampness from her as he pressed tightly and smiled.

Tarock kept her pressed and gave her a powerful kiss, struggling some with her until he had his way and gave her a powerful kiss that he sensed would sweep through her. His member pressed against her belly.

"Forget ransoming. I don't intend to ransom you or sell you. You are mine to keep and do as I please. The sooner you realize this, the better things will be for you," he said as he forced another deep kiss upon her and pressed his body even tighter so that he could feel her charms more closely and to press himself to her hoping her body would respond and betray her once again.

She pushed him away as best as she could and tears rolled down her cheeks as she answered, "I will not answer to a color...I have a name. My name is Rowena. My family will come looking for me and I have a very large, very protective family." she asserted, trying to ignore the hardness of his cock pressing against her bare stomach. He'd torn most of her clothing away from her and she had no barriers to hide behind.

He could likely see the wrestling actually had excited her some in the hard swell of her pink, rosebud nipples which now pointed excitedly at the ceiling and if he felet between her thighs she was ashamed to know that she had already grown moist, although that was from when she had assumed it was Reggie that was kissing her and not this stranger. "You won't get away with this..." she said with a pout. "...not for long, anyway." but he seemed to have stopped listening to her and was instead exploring her body again. She squirmed and tried to get away from his large, grubby hands and his leering eyes but he was just far too strong.
 
slippedhalo said:
She pushed him away as best as she could and tears rolled down her cheeks as she answered, "I will not answer to a color...I have a name. My name is Rowena. My family will come looking for me and I have a very large, very protective family." she asserted, trying to ignore the hardness of his cock pressing against her bare stomach. He'd torn most of her clothing away from her and she had no barriers to hide behind.

He could likely see the wrestling actually had excited her some in the hard swell of her pink, rosebud nipples which now pointed excitedly at the ceiling and if he felet between her thighs she was ashamed to know that she had already grown moist, although that was from when she had assumed it was Reggie that was kissing her and not this stranger. "You won't get away with this..." she said with a pout. "...not for long, anyway." but he seemed to have stopped listening to her and was instead exploring her body again. She squirmed and tried to get away from his large, grubby hands and his leering eyes but he was just far too strong.



Tarock took little time to consider her plight and defense. He was simply too captivated by her beauty and lusty body that tugged at him like a magnet. He easily observed her nipples hardening and darkening and so bent and suckled at first one then the other. While he licked and sucked on one, he kneaded the other breast roughly, getting a sense of the heft and shape of her bosom. He continued his ministrations to her breasts and nipples on and on, licking, fondling, caressing and touching every inch of her breasts and nuance of her nipples. He thought to himself he could continue this for a long, long time as he watched her rosebud nipples respond to his oral supplications. He ignored her struggles and continued, noting how perhaps her struggles lessoned and her body responded.

His tongue now licked round and round her swelling aureoles and hardening nipples, then he flicked his strong tongue across the turgid top of each nipple with a frenzy that surprised him. Each nipple was now fully erect and he flicked them with his thumbs and fingers up and down, up and down. At random points, he plunged his mouth over her breasts, taking more than half inside his large, warm vessel. He suckled at them, nibbled them, did all he could to attend to her breasts with near oral and manual adoration.
 
Rowena could do nothing to stop him and it seemed actually that the more she fought him the more excited it made him. She stopped struggling. It grew more and more difficult to resist him anyways...nno one had ever made her breasts feel this way before. It was amazing and she couldn't help but have a visceral response to this savage worship of her breasts andn her sensitive nipples.
 
Tarock kissed her again deeply. He forced his tongue inside her mouth and began a series of plunging and exploring her orifice, all the while keeping one hand pressing her close while the other continued to fondle her breasts, as his thumb was left to stroke and flick across her nipples a bit roughly. Her hardened, lively nipples aroused him.

He grabbed her hand and forced it to his full masted cock, a bragging of sorts of what was soon to come.

"I will take you completely, whether you want it or no," he declared lustily.

"Take some pleasure if you can, girl. Most all do," he said as once again he plunged his tongue inside her mouth and forced her hand across the length and breadth of his cock.
 
Rowena froze in place, her hand on his massive, hardened manhood, as she closed her eyes tightly, a tear escaping and rolling down her cheek as she accepted his kiss. What else could she do? Perhaps if she pleased her captor she could gain his trust and he'd let her go eventually...
 
Tarock stripped Rowena of all remaining clothing, little though it was. Picking her up like a bundle of kindling, he took her to his bed chamber area tucked into an alcove and lay her down on his bear skin covering. She seemed resigned to her fate he thought, so he slipped out of his leggings and breeches. Immediately, his cock sprang forth now freed from his clothes. He admired her loveliness once again and a sense of joy and good fortune rippled through his spirit.

Kneeling down beside her, he began caressing her hair and her breasts as he commanded, "Stroke my manhood, then take me into you mouth."
 
Rowena shivered as she watched the stranger undress and she contimplated what that huge prick would do to her. She'd be no virgin any longer, but even worse, he looked built to stretch her out worse than the oldest town whore...
His orders were clear, concise, cold and she slowly obeyed out of true fear of his strength and hoping to stall what else was to come. Her hands trembled with uncertaintly on his shaft. She tried to do what she thought he wanted. But, she'd never had a man's cock in her hands before nor in her mouth and as she bent toward his body she tried to put the musky scent of him out of her head for fear of gagging but another thing entirely made her gag instead, his prick was massive in her mouth and as she moved to wrap her lips around it, a difficult task, indeed....he shoved his shaft further into her mouth, almost down her throat. She looked up at him with pleading eyes. Having never done this before she wasn't certain what to do next, or how not to pass out whilst it was done.
 
Mouthworks

Tarock reveled in his cock being in Rowena's warm, soft mouth. Her pleading eyes were a turn on. His passion continued to build and he reached to caress her lovely red locks and tugged on them from with urgency. She seemed to manage his massiveness within her mouth keeping him there and so he returned to tugging and pulling on her rosebud nipples once again. He felt her hesitating tongue on the tip of his cock. This excited him even more and his attention and ministrations to her breasts and nipples quickened. Then, with his long arm, he was able to reach down to the spot between her legs. He could feel heat down below and touched her pussy with a broad thick finger, stroking it in just the right place on the hood of her clit with just the right pressure. Dampness seemed to coat his finger.
 
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When he stroked her pleasure pearl, a place she thought only she had discovered and was hers alone...he stroked and she gasped, but with her mouth full of cock her gasp was an inhalation of his manhood's moisture and she coughed slightly as it slid down her unwitting throat.
 
Sensing her difficulty with his cock so far in her mouth, he eased back so that only the head was inside. Even so, he could see her eyes still in panic, so he pulled out of her mouth completely.

'Stroke my cock now.' he commanded her, either mouth or hands were just a prelude to his impaling his huge dick into her pussy. Once again he sought her pussy and this time massaged her mons, and the general area of her labia. He hoped to encourage her to follow his lead.
 
Rowena's hand trembled but she did as she was told, relieved to have her mouth and throat free to breathe again. His taste was still on her tongue. She somewhat immitated the movements he used on her, especially the ones which, admittedly, felt really nice. She was so ashamed of herself to be feeling pleasure at the touch of her kidnapper.
 
Tarock covered Rowena's small hand as it stroked his cock with his own hand. He smiled at how tiny her hand was, barely able to encircle much more than half his girth. He positioned her hand to a 'sweeter' spot, increased the pressure, lengthened the stroke and increased the speed. Rowena seemed to follow his guided lesson well. Tarock began to feel his arousal build as he gazed at Rowena who glanced at him and continued.

'Good, good, love. That is right. Keep on.' said Tarock in a throaty whisper laced with sexual need. He began a gentle thrusting into her hand, a prelude to his taking her completely.
 
She continued to stroke him as she tried her best to talk him out of what might come later. "Please don't do this. I have a family that needs me. They will come looking for me. If you let me go now I won't tell anyone about you or this place. You don't want to be considered the enemy of a large, resourceful and close family such as mine. They would never let it go. You'd be hunted forever..."
 
"Hush, wench and it will go better for you." said Tarock as he grabbed her hair and pulled hard, sending a message.

"Who are you, little one, to try and frighten me." Tarock cried as he let loose a guttural laugh.

She was not going to yield and so he might as well take her right now. He wrenched her hand from around his girth and moved to between her legs. He quickly held her wrists, spread her legs, positioned his manhood and prepared to impale her at the ready. Before he did, he held her more tightly as she struggled against his forcefulness.

Then he gazed at her from head to tow, taking in her exquisite beauty, the wonderful way all of her coloring blended, the luscious, full lips that trembled, the way her auburn hair tumbled down her shoulders and played with her rosebud nipples on her swelling breasts, her muscular curves and finally the delicious pussy that dampened the head of his cock. He rubbed his huge head across her hooded clit, up and down, with considerable pressure and speed, over and over.

"Open up my lovely one. This should be pleasurable Rowena" He said with more tenderness than he thought possible. Was she a witch, he wondered? Where were these strange and wondrous feelings coming from that surged through his heart as her beauty pulled at him. He was Tarock, the bear after all.
 
His weight upon her hurt and as he told her to open up, his cock both thrilled and frightened her pearl at the same time. But, soon enough his knee made the final decision, pushing her legs further apart to allow him room.

It happened so quickly and yet the pain made time seem endless for a moment. He shoved forward and she felt a stab of pain, like a huge needle had pricked her...her eyes watered and she yelped slightly...he was still, just filling her contours as her body throbbed in response, the throbbing pain was slowly becoming little more than her own heartbeat as her body was slowly adjusting and learning to accomodate his huge cock invading it's space.
 
Before he knew it he was inside her. He felt the sweet, virgin flesh. At first he eased his huge cock head inside and felt the deep edge of his crown brush her pearl. She seemed to shudder at this. Then he could hold back no longer and he eased inside further and further as her pussy opened to accommodate him.

He pushed passed all resistance and went as far as he could enter. He was far too large to plunge to the hilt as much as he wanted this. Now, he began his withdrawal of his massive dick, feeling her release him as he headed back out. Then he thrust back into her once again and so began a slow and steady rhythm of in and out, in and out. Gradually, he increased the speed and power of his thrusts, his massive girth filling her entire passage. Constant pressure and powerful thrusts jutted into her clit and her gspot was reamed relentlessly. Soon, he felt her gushing, covering him with a warm, silky liquid.

While he grunted as he felt his manhood plunge inside each time, he heard her cries - of pleasure or pain he was not certain. His atavistic instincts took over. Now he reached up and used her swollen breasts to grip as he thrust inside her ever harder and faster. His pleasurable grunts turned to louder and louder groans.
 
Soon he was pounding her so hard he was hurting her a little and yet, strangely, the more he did this, the rougher he got, the wetter she was in response and the throbbing from earlier became a rhythm for her body to massage his cock with. She undulated beneath him despite herself, her yelps of pain turning into moans of pleasure...oh god, she worried internally...she was as bad as any whore...she thought as her eyes filled with tears of shame, she inwardly beat herself up, if she had the nerve to enjoy being raped by a kidnapper, she probably deserved the pain that went along with the pleasure, she felt so dirty and cheap...and that felt even more exciting and her slickness increased some more. Rowena trembled and felt her body gush fluids as she contimplated what was actually happening, being fucked by a stranger, getting thrust by a big, huge phallus, she hated herself for secretly liking it.
 
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