cemetarygirl
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The Claiming (closed for Jack_Slade)
I am looking for a partner to turn what started as a story into an srp. I've included a bit of the story here so you can get an idea of the characters, however you must PM me for further details. This is a nonconsent/reluctance with BDSM.
THE CLAIMING
My parents had always been rebels of a sort - so, when I came home from college it did not surprise me that my father had bought a harley and joined a bike club. What did surprise me were the number of people my age that were members of that bike club and how often my parents let them stay at the house. There was this one guy named Seth that liked to stare at me whenever he came over.
He was gorgeous. I'll be woman enough to give him that much. His long dark brown hair with searing green eyes and muscles till next tuesday coupled with his 6'3" height was enough to make me shiver whenever I looked at him. I liked hanging out with him and joking whenever we saw each other and he had some great stories. But it never went farther than a passing acquaintance in my mind.
Which is why I was surprised to find him at the front door of my spiffy new house in the victorian district a few months later.
It was a friday night and I was tired from work so I was just getting done putting on my P.J.'s when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to find him standing there with his thumbs hooked in his belt loops and a devilish grin on his face that made me nervous.
" Hey, sweetness. how's it hanging? " he said and casually walked past me into the house.
That miffed me so as I closed the door and went to follow him I had a bit of an attitude when i said "What are you doing here, Seth?"
"I came to see you, Alyssa. What? don't you want me here?", he asked as he turned to face me.
"Seth, it's been a long week and I am tired. Can you come back tomorrow and we'll hang out then?" I asked.
Seth simply looked me up and down before walking right up to me and staring down in to my eyes " I don't think I can wait that long, Lyss." he said in a husky voice.
I was so nervous at that point that I started to tremble and Seth was not making this any more comfortable. "P-please Seth, just leave, okay?"
At that point he quickly grabbed my arms and spun me around so he could pin them behind my back and lean down to whisper in my ear, "Sorry, Can't do that, Lyss. now where's the bedroom?"
What on earth was going on? I was really scared now. I knew what he wanted and I knew that I did not have the power to stop him. I am only 5 foot 3 and i am a little plump at 180 lbs. but he had a foot on me in height and out weighed me by at least 45 lbs. Still I am a fighter so i refused to move or to tell him where my bedroom was.
He didn't like that too much. he wrenched my arms a bit, then picked me up over his shoulder and began to search the rooms in my house. " I guess I'll have to find it myself then."
"Seth, stop it! don't do this! please seth!" no answer, just opening and closing doors.
Inevitably he did find my room and threw me down on the bed. Then he sat on top of me so i couldn't move. I tried to buck and kick and pound.. anything to get him off of me. nothing worked. he was too big.
As he sat atop me he pulled a pair of furry handcuffs out of his jacket pocket and threaded them through the bars of my wrought iron headboard before cuffing me to them. All the while i was screaming and begging him to stop until he smacked me across the mouth.
"You know, Lyss. I really didn't want to hurt you. but if you keep screaming like that I'm gonna have to."
"Why are you doing this, Seth? Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends?"
He got right down in my face so that i could see the intensity in his eyes as he answered "Why? Because I had to watch you all summer in those damn bathing suits and skin tight dresses. Everytime you brushed past me with all these luscious curves and soft skin." he ran his hands down my sides to emphasize exactly what he was talking about. "Every time you leaned over for something and gave me a view of those gorgeous breasts. I wanted so bad to sink my hands into that long silky brown hair of yours and take you. Every Time, Alyssa! but i didn't because it was your parents house and i actually like them... but this isn't your parents house and I am tired of being teased. I want what's been offered so now I'm taking it."
I am looking for a partner to turn what started as a story into an srp. I've included a bit of the story here so you can get an idea of the characters, however you must PM me for further details. This is a nonconsent/reluctance with BDSM.
THE CLAIMING
My parents had always been rebels of a sort - so, when I came home from college it did not surprise me that my father had bought a harley and joined a bike club. What did surprise me were the number of people my age that were members of that bike club and how often my parents let them stay at the house. There was this one guy named Seth that liked to stare at me whenever he came over.
He was gorgeous. I'll be woman enough to give him that much. His long dark brown hair with searing green eyes and muscles till next tuesday coupled with his 6'3" height was enough to make me shiver whenever I looked at him. I liked hanging out with him and joking whenever we saw each other and he had some great stories. But it never went farther than a passing acquaintance in my mind.
Which is why I was surprised to find him at the front door of my spiffy new house in the victorian district a few months later.
It was a friday night and I was tired from work so I was just getting done putting on my P.J.'s when I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door to find him standing there with his thumbs hooked in his belt loops and a devilish grin on his face that made me nervous.
" Hey, sweetness. how's it hanging? " he said and casually walked past me into the house.
That miffed me so as I closed the door and went to follow him I had a bit of an attitude when i said "What are you doing here, Seth?"
"I came to see you, Alyssa. What? don't you want me here?", he asked as he turned to face me.
"Seth, it's been a long week and I am tired. Can you come back tomorrow and we'll hang out then?" I asked.
Seth simply looked me up and down before walking right up to me and staring down in to my eyes " I don't think I can wait that long, Lyss." he said in a husky voice.
I was so nervous at that point that I started to tremble and Seth was not making this any more comfortable. "P-please Seth, just leave, okay?"
At that point he quickly grabbed my arms and spun me around so he could pin them behind my back and lean down to whisper in my ear, "Sorry, Can't do that, Lyss. now where's the bedroom?"
What on earth was going on? I was really scared now. I knew what he wanted and I knew that I did not have the power to stop him. I am only 5 foot 3 and i am a little plump at 180 lbs. but he had a foot on me in height and out weighed me by at least 45 lbs. Still I am a fighter so i refused to move or to tell him where my bedroom was.
He didn't like that too much. he wrenched my arms a bit, then picked me up over his shoulder and began to search the rooms in my house. " I guess I'll have to find it myself then."
"Seth, stop it! don't do this! please seth!" no answer, just opening and closing doors.
Inevitably he did find my room and threw me down on the bed. Then he sat on top of me so i couldn't move. I tried to buck and kick and pound.. anything to get him off of me. nothing worked. he was too big.
As he sat atop me he pulled a pair of furry handcuffs out of his jacket pocket and threaded them through the bars of my wrought iron headboard before cuffing me to them. All the while i was screaming and begging him to stop until he smacked me across the mouth.
"You know, Lyss. I really didn't want to hurt you. but if you keep screaming like that I'm gonna have to."
"Why are you doing this, Seth? Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were friends?"
He got right down in my face so that i could see the intensity in his eyes as he answered "Why? Because I had to watch you all summer in those damn bathing suits and skin tight dresses. Everytime you brushed past me with all these luscious curves and soft skin." he ran his hands down my sides to emphasize exactly what he was talking about. "Every time you leaned over for something and gave me a view of those gorgeous breasts. I wanted so bad to sink my hands into that long silky brown hair of yours and take you. Every Time, Alyssa! but i didn't because it was your parents house and i actually like them... but this isn't your parents house and I am tired of being teased. I want what's been offered so now I'm taking it."
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