ARaynes
Queen of Temptation
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This threads main two characters are taken, but there can also be supporting characters but please PM me to let me know how you would fit into the story. I am looking for all kinds of stuff, passion, lust, love, lost love, anything that would bring a good story out. Thanks
A man once ventured into a mine. He wasn’t in search of anything, just looking, exploring. It seemed the farther in he went the darker it got. Still, he kept walking in. He soon came to and opening small, but large enough him to climb through.
On the other side he saw a light in what seemed to be a room adjacent to the one that he was now standing. “Odd” he thought, “Where could that light be coming from?”
Now really curious, he went to the doorway of the room. Inside he saw a small village. It had everything. He was intrigued that such a village could exist in a small mine like this one. As he went looking through it he came upon what seemed to be a little market. There was an auction being held, and as he arrived, he saw a pretty girl holding up an object that appealed to him. I was an elegant vase excellent to put flowers in. Beautiful jade that perhaps the seller didn’t realize the true value.
He bid on it. All he had was a ten-dollar bill in his pocket so he bid what he had. To his surprise he took it. No other person had bid.
So he went up to the table and placed down his money. The girl came with the vase, but instead of handing it to him she handed it to another pretty girl. It was as if they were going to resell it.
“But that is my vase!” he protested.
“Not so,” said the old man seated at the table, “You purchased the girl not the prop.”
The girl stepped forward and took the man's arm. “But-“ he started, bewildered.
“Sorry, all sales are final,” the old man said. “You bought her, you take her home. If you don’t like her, sell her or kill her.”
“But I couldn’t do that!” the man protested.
“Didn’t think you could.” The old man said. “Now clear out! You are holding up the next sale.”
So the man departed the pit, with the girl. She was truly a lovely creature whose every breath was suggestive. Her hair hung in auburn ringlets all around her tanned face. It was odd, that such a golden skinned woman came from a village underground. Her eyes were as blue as the skies on a cloudless day. She had spoken no word, but it was obvious that she knew what was what, and soon, they came upon his cabin.
“Do you have a name?” the man asked. “I would like to know what to call you.”
She opened her mouth as if to tell him her name, but all he heard was silence. His thoughts took over his mind, as he saw her red lips wrapping around his cock. He could almost feel her moist breath as it his him.
“Are you alright, Master.” He heard a voice as sweet as honey say. “I could get you something to drink.”
Jarring back into reality, he sees his fair maiden, looking at him with concern. “Please, my name is Jon. You do not need to call me master.”
"I am Whisper....Mast....Jon."
A man once ventured into a mine. He wasn’t in search of anything, just looking, exploring. It seemed the farther in he went the darker it got. Still, he kept walking in. He soon came to and opening small, but large enough him to climb through.
On the other side he saw a light in what seemed to be a room adjacent to the one that he was now standing. “Odd” he thought, “Where could that light be coming from?”
Now really curious, he went to the doorway of the room. Inside he saw a small village. It had everything. He was intrigued that such a village could exist in a small mine like this one. As he went looking through it he came upon what seemed to be a little market. There was an auction being held, and as he arrived, he saw a pretty girl holding up an object that appealed to him. I was an elegant vase excellent to put flowers in. Beautiful jade that perhaps the seller didn’t realize the true value.
He bid on it. All he had was a ten-dollar bill in his pocket so he bid what he had. To his surprise he took it. No other person had bid.
So he went up to the table and placed down his money. The girl came with the vase, but instead of handing it to him she handed it to another pretty girl. It was as if they were going to resell it.
“But that is my vase!” he protested.
“Not so,” said the old man seated at the table, “You purchased the girl not the prop.”
The girl stepped forward and took the man's arm. “But-“ he started, bewildered.
“Sorry, all sales are final,” the old man said. “You bought her, you take her home. If you don’t like her, sell her or kill her.”
“But I couldn’t do that!” the man protested.
“Didn’t think you could.” The old man said. “Now clear out! You are holding up the next sale.”
So the man departed the pit, with the girl. She was truly a lovely creature whose every breath was suggestive. Her hair hung in auburn ringlets all around her tanned face. It was odd, that such a golden skinned woman came from a village underground. Her eyes were as blue as the skies on a cloudless day. She had spoken no word, but it was obvious that she knew what was what, and soon, they came upon his cabin.
“Do you have a name?” the man asked. “I would like to know what to call you.”
She opened her mouth as if to tell him her name, but all he heard was silence. His thoughts took over his mind, as he saw her red lips wrapping around his cock. He could almost feel her moist breath as it his him.
“Are you alright, Master.” He heard a voice as sweet as honey say. “I could get you something to drink.”
Jarring back into reality, he sees his fair maiden, looking at him with concern. “Please, my name is Jon. You do not need to call me master.”
"I am Whisper....Mast....Jon."
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