Klaim of Genesia...

[myeightinyou]

(The setting for this story is a mystical and magic-filled world set far into the future. The location is a tiny continent in the middle of an ocean known as Genesia, ruled by the monarch known as Klaim. He is a strong warrior who took the throne of Genesia by brute force. Standing at 7" feet tall, he oversized most of his enemies... and basically everyone else he encountered.)

Dressed in a long black trench choat that was unbottoned and baggy leather pants, Klaim rose from his throne after sitting there simply pondering for what seemed like hours. He had been thinking about the one thing he'd been missing... a desire that had been growing within him for quite some time now... the desire for a woman. It wasn't so long ago that he overthrew the previous king of Genesia, and ever since he set out on his quest, he had no time for women or sex.

He called in his second-in-command, the person whom he trusted the most, Gear. Gear quickly arrived, ready to serve his lord and his friend.

"Gear... I have a request to make. Go down into the dungeon and bring me two of the most attractive women you can find. Make sure they're beautiful and young... I think it's about time that the ruler of this land had some fun."

Gear's eyes widened... since the over-throwing of the old kingdom, he had not considered Klaim's sexual urges. "Two of them?"

Klaim, who had been facing Gear with his back up to now, turned around. "Well, we're both human... I'm sure you have your urges too. Before I took over, we used to be best friends... so treat me like that, Gear -- not as your master or boss. I'm sick of it. Seriously... right now, I just need to get laid."

Gear smiled. "Yeah, I'll do that... I'm gonna find the two most beautiful women down there." Having said that, Gear left the throne room and stepped inside the elevator, leading down to the dungeon.

(OOC: What is needed is someone to play Gear... and the two prisoners/sex slaves. The women can be anybody... a former princess, a criminal, whatever... get creative.)

 

[nightray]

Ok if you don’t mind I’ll try being Gear. Just let me know if I need to chang anything.

Gear is six feet even and well muscled he’s muscles are large and seem to move like likqued still under his skin. He’s hair is jet black with a wight streak from his right temple back a birth mark that makes it easy to identify him from a distents. His eyes are a cold black. His got a tattoo to of a rearing cobra on his back and a tattoo of a black dragon on his shoulder.

IC
I smile broadly as I ride the elevator down to the dungeon thinking of Klaim having fun agene the war was hard and it took its toll on use both but now that peace is hear enforced by Klaim’s iren rule he can finely relax and enjoy the spoils of war his hard errand reword.

I step out of the elevator once its doors open my eye’s scanning the aunty chamber as the guards quickly solute me fists to hart. “Open the doors and show me where you are keeping the women the king wishes to have fun.” I smile at the gardes as they smirk knowingly. The captain opens the doors leading the way threw the dark halls. I hear the faint screams of prisoners being tocherd and the faint moans of the broken laying in the cells waiting for death.

The guard opens another door leading in to a brighter hall the cells hear being made of a strong clear plastic so the wemon would have know privisy. In itch cell is a naked women some cerld up in a ball doing there best to cover them selves and others pacing like wild animals in there cage.. I smile as I walk down the hall looking in on them looking for two suitable girls.

 

[katalynn]

Silva~

LAying in my cell, asleep on the cot that is provided. Stretched out to my fullest of almost 6ft length. Long blood lust red hair, reaching down to my knees, would be longer if it was matted alittle at the end. But the gaurds never gave me anything to treat it better.

Sleeping soundly, chained to the bed, yes even while being in the cell they had me chained. Don't know why, it's not like I can go anywhere even if I did exscape. My naked body sweaty and writhering on the bed, no blankets. Looks almost as if I was having a dream of my life. Looking so lustfully, squirming and moaning, my hands roaming all over my nicely shaped and well toned body in my sleep.

I was about early 20's been here for god knows how long. Abandoned as a kid, stealing and living off of other people for as long as I can remeber. They gave me a choice of coming here or some place totally worse. I chose here, at the time not understanding this place, but it sounded far better than where I could have ended up. Least here I have food and some shelter. Not the best in the world but when everyone on the streets wants you dead, this is the safest place to be. As long as I obeyed I was fed and bathed and a place to sleep.

 

[Parliament]

Aulepa

I have been kept in this rotting platic hole that is in a shade that has become too bright for my eyes as half a month has passed by. Bah- Klaim, always evening out the minds of your people with your all-male system.
It has never pleased anybody except those who try to suck up to your beautiful rulers.
And what do us prisoners get from being kept in this dungeon? Are we suffering?
Am I suffering? Absolutely not. I wouldn't consider this suffering. I can live alone! I can prove it. Aulepa the Hermit- the Mad your people might call me can prove it.
What is wrong with me you might ask... Nothing. It is you that is wrong. Condemn me for taking two sides of action in something- Bah! absolute disturbance. Absolute nonsense.
You are not doing anything to make me a good citizen. I have always been one! And why capture me? Is it the madness or is it the thrill of chasing me down like a boar you are out to hunt?
Hah... Klaim... Klaim- jewel of Genesia. You are wrong.
You are trying to fatten us- your criminals subconciously... With your dumb rulers. Strip me to shut up- yet you still fail.

Once again, the female captive has started to grumble incoherently and loudly inside the warm plastic cell at the depths of the dungeon- her five feet and ten inched frame seated in the middle of the small cell facing the right part of the room as one might see, maybe observe her from the outside. A pure picture of wide-eyed inquisition and fierceness, yet a hint of fear emits from the presence of this dark ash haired female with a lithe, pale skinned form. She is woman that may look like in her late 18s or maybe early 19s that always seemed to be gracefully gasping for ragged breathing, condemned and sent to jail by the people who thought of her extreme public silence and awkward words as madness. Is she?
A pure white clothe that she uses as a blanket is slung on her arms, helping the long thick hair wrap around to conceal her naked form from anyone that might grace their sights on her.

 

[myeightinyou]

Klaim

Walking around the throne room, Klaim eagerly awaited the return of Gear and the two women of his choosing. Passing through the huge doors at the end of the throne room, he walked into his bedroom...

It was huge decorated with various art pieces from various time periods. Most of them had been stolen, some of them actually bought. The room had a huge window opposite the door and in front of the window was a huge bed. Four large bedposts surrounded it, covered by silky see-through black sheets. Klaim walked over to his bed and smiled as he looked at it, knowing that he would not be in it alone on this night.

Returning to the throne room, Klaim simply continued to pace around...

 

[nightray]

Gear

As I walk along the cells looking at the women looking for the perfect par to bring my lord and friend. I stop as I see one laying on her coat her hands moving over her self sentuwily. I smirk at the site she is a tall one I’d say about my height. Her red hair is lovely and long the beast part about a woman I always thought was there hair.

I look at the guard a lustful glint in my eyes. “What’s her name?" I ask my voice thick with lust. As the man speaks telling he her name and the reason she’s hear I push a button at the side of the cell after reading my fingerprint the plastic door sides up silently. I walk in looking her over as she lays there her hands still roaming like she doesn’t relies that I’m standing over her.

I reach down and undo the shakil around her ankle. I then shake her waking her with a jolt. I smirk as I pull her to her feet my fingers digging in to her upper arm. My eyes move over her body enjoying what I see.

“Com” Is all I say as I walk out of the room the guard taking her arms and steering her after me as I look for one more.

A couple cells down I see another interesting girl sitting in the senter of her cell facing the right wall. I smirk as the guard tells me her name and reasons for being her. I agene put my thumb to a button cosing the door to slide up.

I walk in looking down at her. “Stand and cum the king wishes to see you.” I say chuckling thinking that she would be surprised at the reason. The guard takes her arm as well pulling her to her feet her hair shifting revealing her body to my lustful eyes.

I then walk out of the cell the grades prodding the two naked girls along making she they don’t dodil. I stop at the anty chamber to the dungeon. I move to some shelves picking up two studded dog callers. I walk over to the girls and I put the callers on them.

This is to show all that you are the king’s slaves if you’re good you may get better ones but only if your good slaves and do as your tolled.” I chuckle softly as I take etch of there arms in my hands and lead them in to the elevator.

As the elevator moves up I slip my arms around the two girls waists pulling them tight agenst me my hands cupping a breast needing it as my finger play with there nipples. My eyes lear at them wondering witch one I would get first.

I smile broadly as the door opens to the thrown room. I see Klaim pacing awaiting are arrival. I lead the girl’s in. “My lord I hope this two are to your liking.” I say in a husky voice my hands still pawing at the girls tits. I let go then and point to the floor. “Kneal before your master slaves.” I say in a low voice commanding voice.

 

[Parliament]

Aulepa

Stand and come, the King wishes to see you.
Aulepa's ears perk up as soon as she hears the statement and the first time she hears her cell door open, her first reacton being a low snarl- more like wondering what could she have done now.
The man had a massive built, she had once seen him before: his face was familiar, his stature was tall, at least it seemed for her, she immediately saw that this man was of good lineage and importance- and all she knows is, he's one of those authority figures that everyone pays respect to.

She didn't wonder further, as her thoughts are cut off once the guard has started to pull her up- letting out a low growl of protest as her wrist are held tight and the collar wraps around her neck. It was as if it had put a pop on her breathing, her eyes frantically planting stares on the both the men and the woman. and with a prod, she snarls but advances forward.
What could become of her now? She isn't even aware that she was headed for capital punishment. And the King?
She was bound to see him- unexpectedly. She never thought her whole life she was going to see the King with her own two eyes. Would it be up close? Would she be receiving yells and blows?
They step inside the elevator.

Lost in her thinking, she stares forward to the closing doors of the lift, the silent hum and her ragged breathing the only ones occuring to her hearing. But then a hand shots to her right breast- feeling a strange and strong jolt right between the middle of her legs; It was the man. She turns her head and looks up at him, her teeth biting her lower lip to stop any sign of protest nor whimper from the light pleasure she was getting. Her chest heaves against his hand as her eyes beg to stop- with a hint of shame. Finally letting out a whimper, she presses her legs tightly together while shutting her eyes tightly, moving out of the elevator with the man, feeling a throbbing in both her loins and her breast, finally arriving in front of the King inside the throne room. Whent heir pacing comes to a halt, she finally opens her eyes, her nipples like pink little stones jutting out of her breasts as she looks up at the presence in front of them

So there was the King, and for some time, numbness goes through her with the light awe at the sight of him- her lips wuivering at disbelief and the surprise she has start to get out of this. Her stare state regresses into a deep stare, eyeing the man's majestic figure- loosing any respect that she might feel upon wondering at an instant and out of nowhere what might be under all that suit on his body and the massive frame, a discreet smile appearing on her face- feeling her heart pound faster against her skin.

The only words that has started to get in her ears was: Kneel before your master slaves.
She blinks back to conciousness and sighs heavily- the sighs going out as a snarl. She drops down to her knees slowly- keeping her stance- not lowering her eyes as she still eyes the King curiously, her tongue curling inside her mouth- a certain electricity building up in her.

 

[katalynn]

The guard looks at Gear "Her name is Silva. Sir she has been with us for a sometime Sir."

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Silva~

I woke with a startle, was about to lash out at the person that woke me from such a wonderful dream. Till I saw who it was.

"Oh it's you." Was all I said. I've seen him around before he was a pretty big guy massive authority built behind him. Everyone respected him for his rank. I respected him to a point. But then again I had no real reason to respect him. Why should he never even knew I was here till now, why now?

I followed and obeyed. Let them stick that stupid collar round my neck. Kept silent the whole time, shocked to see the the king. Wonder what he would want with us? Only one real reason, seriously. Never know, something else may come out it. Doubtful all these men were the same. None showed real interest in me though. Not that I cared, just leaves me to respect them even less.

Got down on my knees and sitting up straight and tall, lowered my head.

 

[myeightinyou]

Klaim

Gear had finally brought in the two women and they were gorgeous. I recognized them, as I made sure to try and remember most faces of the people in my kingdom, no matter who they were.

As they kneeled before me, I approached the two women. Looking them both over, I admired their bodies and their faces. Stopping in front of the first one, I looked into her eyes.

"What is your name?"

She looked up at me and answered. "Aulepa..."

I grabbed her and lifted her up and she now stood before me. Grabbing her hand, I began to walk away and spoke to Gear as I did.

"Gear, you may have the other one for now... I will be taking Aulepa into my bedroom, but I will want the other girl later on as well."

Taking Aulepa into my bedroom, I locked the huge doors behind me.

 

[Parliament]

She watches the man lock the doors as soon as they got in the massive bedroom, lifting her brows in light wondering, yet lips curled in a tight snarl- only to supress a smile about to come forward on her face. Her heart has started to pump wildly as she swallows, the woman having nothing on her at all but just the thick mass of hair draped around her, her chest even heaving as she breaths.
But as if not thinking, she steps up behind the man, her eyes fixed on the curve of her face and his neck, licking her lips unconciously as she lifts a hand to his waist without mind, tightening her grip on the cloth- "What might be the King's wish this time? Is it corporal punishment for me?" She asks in a low and serene growl, a lot of amusement showing off in her voice.

 

[myeightinyou]

Klaim

She stood before me completely nude, moving her hand to my waist.

"What might be the King's wish this time? Is it corporal punishment for me?"

I smiled and took her hand again, leading her over to the huge bed of mine. Picking her up by the waist, I held her high and tossed her onto the bed. She landed on her back and laid there, watching my every move.

"You're going to serve me, young lady... and you best do a damn fine job."

I smiled a half-evil grin as I removed my huge trenchcoat and tossed it aside. Pulling off my pants, she watched in awe as my already hard cock was revealed, and it was obvious that she was amazed by how big it was. Being a man of my size, it made sense for me to be blessed with the thick ten inches of meat between my legs.

Climbing up onto the bed, I laid down and grabbed her by the hair. Slowly, I began to push her towards my cock...

"Now, lets see how good you are, slave..."