Scorch - City of Men

[Dannno]

Background: Eskidus, a grand and most powerful sorcerer, became disenchanted with the state of society. Ambitious, he set about to setting society on a course the way he thought it should be - dreaming of creating his own, isolated city tailored to his ideals. . .

A city where women were subservient to men. A city where women were the slaves of men. A city where the every desire of a male would be fulfilled by the city's slavegirls. . .

Fantasy became reality. Far out to sea, Eskidus erected an entire island purely through his magicks. With the power of his magick and his slaves, he founded a small, walled city - one of dusty streets, close to the beach and dotted with palm trees. In the centre of this grand city: an enormous temple, of which he was God. With his sorcery, he formed portals in hundreds of lands, of which women could conveniently accidentally step on, and find themselves on the streets of Scorch, amnesiac...

Now, he and his like-minded brothers seek to indoctrinate these woman into slave girls, and continue to establish a grand society...

[[OOC: Open to all. Looking for women to play the part of submissives, and men to bring them into line - and later, become their masters...Freeform. Anyone can join in with their own storylines ]]

 

[wideeyedone]

Aisling was dressed in the finery of a bride. Her dark hair was swept off of her face and held in place with shimmering ribbons and flowers. She was dressed in a delicate lace gown that had been crafted her her mother's attendants for months. This wedding was going to seal the alliance between her family and the family of Tharen. Tharen was a strong and hallowed hero to the people of the highlands. She had been chosen to marry him. She barely knew him but she knew stories of him, she had seen him fight with the champion of her father's men. He was a man to be proud of and to wed proudly.

She walked into the arbor built for their marriage. She stepped on the ancient stones laid there many generations before and then... she was gone.


Aisling was in a heap on the dusty corner of a stone walkway. Her dark hair was spilled around her face. Her soot colored lashes were a stark contrast to her pale skin as she lay in her stupor. She could not collect her thoughts or make herself wake. She could feel the cool air on her calves as her skirts were bunched around her thighs, but she couldn't make her body move. She felt trapped in a haze.

 

[yevkassem72]

OOC:

Now, this has my attention. I have an idea for a character.

Kasman, a physician from Valtar, a land to the East, was tired of his nagging, shrewish wife Mindan, so he decided to run away and join this new society of which he had heard. Nor did he attempt to hide his intentions from her. He was leaving for the island, and would not be persuaded to stay. A world ruled by men, surely a paradise in the world! Much better than the Celestial Realm of which his wife and other superstitious folk dreamt for the afterlife.

He half-hoped that she'd follow him, so he could enslave her and turn the tables on the shrew. He was just glad that they have produced no offspring as yet.

 

[Dannno]

Aisling was dressed in the finery of a bride. Her dark hair was swept off of her face and held in place with shimmering ribbons and flowers. She was dressed in a delicate lace gown that had been crafted her her mother's attendants for months. This wedding was going to seal the alliance between her family and the family of Tharen. Tharen was a strong and hallowed hero to the people of the highlands. She had been chosen to marry him. She barely knew him but she knew stories of him, she had seen him fight with the champion of her father's men. He was a man to be proud of and to wed proudly.

She walked into the arbor built for their marriage. She stepped on the ancient stones laid there many generations before and then... she was gone.


Aisling was in a heap on the dusty corner of a stone walkway. Her dark hair was spilled around her face. Her soot colored lashes were a stark contrast to her pale skin as she lay in her stupor. She could not collect her thoughts or make herself wake. She could feel the cool air on her calves as her skirts were bunched around her thighs, but she couldn't make her body move. She felt trapped in a haze.

Hands on his hips, Eskidus grinned, watching over his creation with intense pride from the steps of the Great Temple - one of which was surrounded by statues. Statues of armour clad men, with cement women kneeling obediently. He continued to stride down the stairs, walking through the city's central plaza - where large seats lay off to the side, shackles on the floor.

His ideals were coming into motion. Now only for the population . . .

Something caught his eye. A white figure - crumpled in the dusty streets that led from the Temple and the dungeons below it to the dooks of the walled island. He smiled once more.

The first servant had arrived. Wearing only slacky pants that lay down to a revealing v-shape, the shirtless, tanned man was soon standing over the woman, grinning at her confused form.

"Welcome to the real world, slut," he says, inspecting her and cupping a hand underneath the woman's chin; glancing at her thighs, then cruelly down into her eyes.

 

[alias_amy]

Alicia was running, she was already late. The 6th time this week. Her teacher would not be pleased. Alicia had only just turned 19, still a virgin. Most girls in the town decided to give their virginity away at the age of 21. In this town, the school and college were one. It was for the purpose to gain respect. Alicia turned a corner picking up the pace. She was dressed in a blue short skirt and a white vneck with a symbol of the school logo upon it. It was more demanded by the school that she wear this.

Today she would be obtaining her Katana. A sword with which to defend herself. The town was surrounded by babarian villages and monster. Everyone wielded a weapon but it was at the age of 19 when you could obtain your own. Alicia leaped over a small statue, running out of breath. She would have to keep going, her brown hair flew around as she ran. She did not notice that one of the stones that was the floor had risen up, causing her to catch her foot and fall. She hit her foot against it hard, expecting to meet the harsh surface of stone. She met the she felt herself hit cool, smooth stone. She opened her eyes, expecting to see a bird or two. But all she saw was a roof. She was inside. Inside of what seemed to be a plaza. She looked around, a statue of a woman could be seen. She was kneeling,

"what the hell" said Alicia, confused...

 

[kfrye]

Evangeline had been brought by one of the men who saw this city as a utopia. She however didn't agree and the first chance she'd gotten had taken off. Unfortunately her master knew she was running and had set up a trap. She ran into a forest in the middle of the night hoping to find some haven from the horrible fate that awaited her back in the city.

She could hear footsteps behind her, running toward her. She was far from a fast runner and the dress didn't help. Eventually she got tired and stopped, catching her breath while looking around. The footsteps had stopped. She was sure she'd lost them. That's when the rope flew around her neck and with one tug she smashed her head off the ground, the rope tightened around her. She gripped the rope but it was too tight around her neck, cutting off her breathing. She gasped as her face turned red. That's when her master and a couple other men appeared from the woods. Smiling and laughing.

"See Vangy. I told ya you'd never get away." Her master taunted as she got to her knees. He tugged on the rope and she again was face first in the dirt. He walked around behind her and stepped on her back, then pulled on the rope. She began choking, the life being taken from her. After a moment though he stepped off her back and grabbed her arms, tying them up behind her back while it still was wrapped around her neck. She found that if she moved her arms it would cause the rope to choke her so she remained still, tears in her eyes while the men looked down at her laughing.

"Well boys. I thank you for your help but I think it's time I get this slave back to her cage." He dismissed the other men leaving only the two of them there. He grabbed the section of rope between her neck and bound hands and hefted her to her feet.

"You stupid bitch. You're worthless, you're scum. Don't you ever forget that." He said slapping her hard in the face with each insult. That's when another set of footsteps could be heard.

"Hello? Who's out there?" He asked drawing a dagger and kicking Vange to her knees.

"You stay quiet." He threatened, she didn't question his threat, she knew what he could and would do. He wandered off into the forest a short ways. At first Vange just stayed put but the minutes passed. Her master didn't return. She looked around. She had no idea where she was. Which way led away from the city, but that didn't matter. She got up and began running. She had no idea how she was going to get herself untied or get off the island but knew she couldn't go back to the city. She found a nice secluded area in the forest and lay down falling asleep quickly.

(OOC Anyone need a slave girl?)

 

[wideeyedone]

Aisling knew nothing but her own name as she looked at the shadowy figure towering over her. "Where?..." She whispered. Her body ached and her mind was fuzzy. She could remember a green place, and people around her. There had been a man waiting for her but that is all she could grasp from her thoughts.

"Please.... what has happened?" Her confusion brought on graceful and lovely tears. She looked up to this man for his help and guidance.

 

[Dannno]

"It doesn't matter what happened. You're mine." He shifts a hand through her hair, grasping it with his brown hands and tilting her eyes up towards him. He grins, dragging her crumpled form closer to him.

"I'll teach you the way of the world, darlin'. . . "

 

[wideeyedone]

she watched him wideeyed. her eyes darted around her but there was no where to run, no where that looked familiar. She tried to brush the dust from herself. His strong hands gripped her tightly. She felt a pang of fear in her stomach.

 

[Dannno]

His hands drop from her hair, grasping at her wedding outfit - and ripping sections of it off, tearing her veil, the lace and all savagely, his hands grasping roughly at her breasts, his loose pants pressed up against her face, something hard and lumpy pressed against her cheek from under his clothing as he rips her clothing off.

 

[wideeyedone]

she screams for help, but she just hears her voice echo against stone. she pushes against him, but his hands are no match for her delicate hands. His calloused hands grip her breasts hard, making her wince. Her firm, yet feminine breasts are crushed in his hands. "Please... you are hurting me" SHe gasps.

 

[Dannno]

she screams for help, but she just hears her voice echo against stone. she pushes against him, but his hands are no match for her delicate hands. His calloused hands grip her breasts hard, making her wince. Her firm, yet feminine breasts are crushed in his hands. "Please... you are hurting me" SHe gasps.

"Ooh. . . Only naughty girls resist their masters." He reaches down, giving her covered ass a spank, soon after ripping her entire bottom section of the dress off, casting it away. He lets his loose, slacky pants fall down, his large, tender cock unfurlling onto your face. One of his hands feels up your breasts, the other exploring your now uncovered ass.

His warm dick feels increasingly hard against your cheek, his balls dangling against your mouth. . .

 

[wideeyedone]

she can't even find words. she is so very afraid. she has never been touched by a man, never had a lover and now this man's cock is pressing at her like some fiery beast.

she does look lovely in her tatters though. pale skin that will mark easily, a soft sweet pink mouth, long satiny dark hair. she bites her lip. silent tears slide down her cheeks.

 

[Dannno]

"Mm, mm. . ." He gives her ass another slap, it soon resembling a cherry, flushed pink. He slides his fingers down her crack after, his fingers briefly brushing over her pussy, before returning to her other star-shaped hole. He roughly shoves a pair into her ass, before bringing his other hand over the small of her back to her hair, wiping it out of her eyes.

"Open your mouth for some meat, bitch," he commands, grabbing at his hard dick and pressing it against her lips, his nice, thick shaft lubed somewhat by your tears. He thrusts his fingers into your ass, the palm of that hand slapping your ass as he slides all the way in; his dick forcefully pressing through your lips.

 

[wideeyedone]

the fingers shoved so roughly inside of her make her scream, opening up her mouth. the tears are coming steadily now. her tight little ass gripping his fingers so tightly.

his hot hard cock forces her soft tender mouth open. she tries to move her face away but it is no use. Her soft cries seem to only excite him.

 

[Dannno]

Drives her head down on his large dick, aiming it deep down her throat, his balls pressing against her lips as he impales your head on his meatstick. His fingers drive and press deeply around in your ass, violating you, making you wonder what his thick dick would be like there. . .

He thrusts into your mouth, causing spit to slobber down your chin, onto your breasts - your helplessness to his manhood evident.

 

[wideeyedone]

She chokes, sputters. Her eyes wide, begging for mercy. She has to have air, has to make it end. So she takes her hands and pushes against him, digging her nails into his flesh. Tears stream down her face, her soft pink lips are swollen from the fucking her face is getting.

 

[yevkassem72]

Kasman

Alicia was running, she was already late. The 6th time this week. Her teacher would not be pleased. Alicia had only just turned 19, still a virgin. Most girls in the town decided to give their virginity away at the age of 21. In this town, the school and college were one. It was for the purpose to gain respect. Alicia turned a corner picking up the pace. She was dressed in a blue short skirt and a white vneck with a symbol of the school logo upon it. It was more demanded by the school that she wear this.

Today she would be obtaining her Katana. A sword with which to defend herself. The town was surrounded by babarian villages and monster. Everyone wielded a weapon but it was at the age of 19 when you could obtain your own. Alicia leaped over a small statue, running out of breath. She would have to keep going, her brown hair flew around as she ran. She did not notice that one of the stones that was the floor had risen up, causing her to catch her foot and fall. She hit her foot against it hard, expecting to meet the harsh surface of stone. She met the she felt herself hit cool, smooth stone. She opened her eyes, expecting to see a bird or two. But all she saw was a roof. She was inside. Inside of what seemed to be a plaza. She looked around, a statue of a woman could be seen. She was kneeling,

"what the hell" said Alicia, confused...

"Hey, you, are you alright?" Kasman offered the girl his hand, seeing as she stumbled. She was lovely, and would make a truly useful slave, much better a companion than his wife, whom he had left without formally divorcing.

"Welcome to Scorch, my dear. I am Kasman, your new master," he grinned at her.

 

[alias_amy]

"Hey, you, are you alright?"

Said a voice. A mans voice. He was beside her, reaching his hand out, offering to help her up. She took his hand and stoof up. She looked at him, even more confused then she had been before. This place, where she was, filled her with dread

"Welcome to Scorch, my dear. I am Kasman, your new master,"

"huh" she said as her attention focused onto his word.

"Urh, sorry. I need to get to school. How do i get back?"

 

[yevkassem72]

Kasman

"Hey, you, are you alright?"

Said a voice. A mans voice. He was beside her, reaching his hand out, offering to help her up. She took his hand and stoof up. She looked at him, even more confused then she had been before. This place, where she was, filled her with dread

"Welcome to Scorch, my dear. I am Kasman, your new master,"

"huh" she said as her attention focused onto his word.

"Urh, sorry. I need to get to school. How do i get back?"

"School, eh? Well, too late for that. You're in Scorch. Here, men rule and women are returned to their natural role as slaves. Follow me, so I don't have to put you in chains as a fugitive slave," Kasman grinned as he started to lead her away.