Southern Slut's Stable

southern_slut

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Here... Well here is a very simple place. Rolling green pastures with a wooden fence line. It all seems to go on forever. Nestled just inside the gate is a quaint farm house with a barn behind back. The arouma of hay, the warmth of the sun, the skies a blue one had only ever seen in paintings. This is a place for friends, and everyone is my friend. This is where I can release my frustrations and you can release yours. Now, given my love of domination and roleplaying, the barn out back contains any whip, rope, plug, or bar you could hope to find. The cushions are soft and the tea is sweet.
 
Good gracious... I do not want to start this with such negativity but I fear I can't avoid the frustrations any longer. I will reply to any PM I am sent. If I failed to reply to yours, I am truly sorry but it was not by design. Yet, when all I get is "Hey, you sound hot, bring that slutty to my big dick" how can I give you a response of merit? You give me nothing to build on, no substance, no platform. It becomes an empty roleplay where I write out my response to your advances. Nothing evolves. Oral, some rough anal, maybe I'm tied up. It ends with my cunt a sloppy mess. Come on, give me some dedication, make me feel invested.
 
Also, I just looked at the Lounge page. I always was fond of alliteration but I read the name of this thread. It'll have to grow on me, but did anyone else see it as "pretentious"?
 
I fly to the farm house and hover outside the front door. After a moments pondering, I shift in my human form and walk inside the house.

Hello?
 
I fly to the farm house and hover outside the front door. After a moments pondering, I shift in my human form and walk inside the house.

Hello?

Welcome to my home away from home. I'm Kathy, or SS, how're you tonight?
 
Well, nice to meet you Kathy. My name`s Avellan. Nice place you`ve got here, but it seems as though you`ve been having problems with others teasing and harassing you through PMs, am I right?

Sighs.

Well don`t worry, your not alone. A few people dispise me and for no apparent reason at all.
 
Oh, that was a frustrated, ranting woman with some wounded pride. Despised? What for?
 
Why am i dispised by some. Well like I said, I don`t know. But there are always asses in every place. We just have to ignore them.

I sits down at a nearby seat and sigh.

Anyways, lets move onto a happier topic.
 
*Som prowls through cautiously, attempting to remain unheard, unscented, unseen. The wench seems...interesting. He stalks her scent slowly, listening as she talks to the man who smoked in*
 
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