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 Posted: Wed Aug 18, 2010 10:00 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
Lilly gave Aimee a look when she started to squirm in her seat, due to Vincent's...playing.
"Uh...um..."
She couldn't think; they were both staring at her and Vincent's shenanigans were starting to take a cold turn, literally; he was dropping the temperature on the droplets of water, because she'd told him she liked it better when cold, then hot. Damn. Damn. ******** style="color: steelblue">"...Pass? I can't think of anything."
[Which sins are Navy blue, and gold? I play one, you play t'other? Also, it's a lot harder then you'd think to move just your little finger in a circle. Let alone stealthily. O.o]
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 8:02 am
Vincent
Vincent was concentrating and didn't her Aimee at all, then he smirked with success, the droplets of water finally reached Lilly's sensitive spot and solidified to hardness and began to tease.
"Alright then, I'll go." Her words finally processed in his brain as his pinkies moved in now quite obvious circles, but he was hoping they wouldn't notice for a little bit.
"Aimee, have you ever experimented with sodomy?" It was simple question, but one to illicit the truth while she was flustered as she was.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 8:07 am
Seth
Seth grinned at the thought of her being at his beck and call. He looked to the closet and saw that they were back. He had had her dress dry cleaned and his suit as well.
"Shall we make a scene again Ms. St Claire, cause everyone watched us in wonder as we walked in our outfits from the height of Victorian fashion." Seth rose from the bed easily.
"And if say we get a little to playful, well I've always wanted to." He stopped there and just let that hang out there. He pulled the purple and black dress from the closet, sheathed in a plastic wrap and then pulled out his suit.
"I only say that cause history says the nobility of the Victorian age weren't as prudish as they are made out to be." Seth chuckled.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 10:41 am
Aimee Lynne Cox
Lilly's eyes went wide when she felt Vincent's...teasing. In a few moments, she was squirming in her seat like Aimee was. Aimee screwed her face up in consternation.
"Sodomy. What, you mean like a**l? Ew, no, gross."
She shook her head.
"No, thank you. What's your favorite color? And why."
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 12:58 pm
Vincent
Vincent smirked at the answer. Honesty was great. He had hoped the answer was tried, but didn't like, cause he knew ways to make them like. Her question was one of desperation. Her mind was down below as they both squirmed under his torture.
"Blue. Easy enough, seeing as I wear blue most of the time and that sapphire on your ring is blue due to my power. Ever seen a amethyst change from purple to blue. Well that's what it really is. Take it to a jeweler and they will s**t their pants. Blue amethyst." Vincent laughed lightly as he turned his gaze to Lilly.
"We have established you are not easy, but what we haven't established is if you are freaky in bed, so Lilly have you tried, as your friend put it, a**l sex?" Vincent turned his head as dogs would when looking confused. His whole hand was making the circles now.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 1:52 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
"Yes. I got very drunk and my friend had told me it was worth it. I didn't think so, after wards."
Lilly shrugged and adjusted her position for perhaps the billionth time that minute.
"You skipped Lilly's turn. Now she gets two questions."
Lilly gave Aimee a dark look for bringing it up; she didn't want one question, let alone two. She couldn't think of a single thing, and could feel the beginnings of the tell-tale blush that she always got when she became aroused.
"No, it's alright, Aimee, really."
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 2:26 pm
Vincent
Vincent chuckled as he made delicate patterns on his leg which his water followed minutely and continued to tease.
"Alright then sounds like a change of games. We have played a game of just truth, how bout dare." Vincent chuckled at the thought.
"Your turn Lilly." Vincent's eyes gleamed.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 10:47 pm
Lillian "Lilly" Uckelman
"Um...I dare you..."
Lilly searched her thoughts frantically. The movement in her quim was starting to get highly distracting. She crossed her legs and sat back against the door only to uncross and re-cross them the other way a half minute later. What is wrong with me?
"I dare you to stop the car and moonwalk down the road for the next three kilometers."
Aimee half laughed.
"Seriously?"
Lilly reached for her outer shirt, discarded from earlier, nodding. She pulled it on, not wanting to show Aimee how aroused she was, besides the delicate blush staining her features and the girl goo, ruining her panties.
"Yes, now. Chop chop, Van gogh."
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 3:20 pm
Libby
Libby sat up at his suggestion and caught sight of their clothes hanging in the closet. She clapped and giggled like a little girl as Seth pulled them out. Her dress was back! In one smooth motion, the demon slipped her garments out of his grip and spun around the room a few times with it pressed against her. It had been a while since her last thoughts about this thing and that was disheartening as she had been less than willing to part with it in the first place. Slowly, they stopped spinning; she rested it on the bed and the matching hat and footwear were found soon.
"I think that it is a marvelous idea, master and who cares if we do get a little too playful. It would be the perfect example of true Victorian nobility. Well, it would be according to what I heard during that time." As the hat was laid to rest at the neck of the dress and the heels were placed by the skirt ends, Libby was beaming and almost surely, her eyes had lightened once more. This was her dress. She had almost forgotten about the one constant from her previous contracts. Still caught up in the child-like glee, she sat down by the heels and poked the dress carefully, allowing memory to take her back before the masters, mistresses and the bracelet.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 6:22 pm
Vincent
"Three kilo's. That's a little far, but alright." The truck slowed and pulled itself over. Vincent got out and the truck started off. He pulled a blue fedora out of thin air and started Moonwalking backwards. He had absorbed a little to much data, but he had finally managed to process it, and managed to get up to speed and was keeping pace with the truck. After six kilo's he vanished and appeared in his seat once more.
"Done." The fedora was still firmly in place. He smiled mischievously and leaned back as he had abated his torture of them while had done his dare, but now he had the feel for it and was managed control the teasing water drops with his tongue. He figured out what to dare.
"Aimee, I dare you to give your lovely roommate here a very sensual lap dance." Vincent smirked triumphantly, his tongue working again in his mouth.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 6:26 pm
Seth
Seth was enjoying her happiness. As she calmed slightly and pressed a finger into the dress he felt like she was contemplating something. He pulled his suit out and hung it on the lip of the closet, pulled his cane sword out and a top hat. Then he replaced the top hat with a bowler.
"What are you thinking Libs?" Seth pulled out dress socks and then started undressing down to an undershirt and boxers.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 7:03 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox "In the car? No, thank you. Not enough room to move. I'll take the clothing loss, thank you very much."
After some debate between her jeans and her tee-shirt, Aimee pulled the shirt over her head. She left it in her lap and crossed her arms over her chest, feeling (quite rightly) very self-conscious in just her bra and jeans. The look Lilly was giving her wasn't much helping, either. Aimee cleared her throat and tried to move on.
"My turn. Lilly, I dare you to give Vincent a lap dance."
"What? Why?"
"Just because I know you hate him."
"Devious b***h."
Aimee grinned.
"Yep. Now chop-chop; more tail, less talk."
Lilly sighed.
"Tilt the chair back; I need some working room, Van gogh."
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 7:33 pm
Vincent
Vincent let the chair back and Lilly crossed over Aimee. He noticed her nibbles were rock hard, and Lilly's were even peeking through two shirts and a bra. Good. He let the droplets on Aimee calm a little and focused specifically on Lilly, the pattern more complex and the water temperature dropped more. The cold against the burning hot a delightful contrast he was sure.
"Hmm, a good choice Aimee. She hasn't even started and I like It." Vincent chuckled lightly as he leaned back and put his hands behind his back.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 8:00 pm
Aimee Lynne Cox
One lap dance (and one stolen fedora) later, and Lilly was back in her rightful seat, with "van gogh" looking highly satisfied. Lilly made a face at Aimee and pulled the hat down low over her face.
"Aimee, you're a sadist."
"Or a perve."
"Or both."
They shared a laugh, almost like a normal set of girls.
"My turn, right? Vincent, I dare you to tell us the deepest, darkest secret you have."
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 8:13 pm
Libby
Libby blinked at his question, still staring at the dress. "Nothing to worry you, my dear sir. I was remembering how it was before the imprisonment. If the happiness is even comparable or something like that." She stood up now. "Anyway, the past is past. Well, until we take off these clothes again, it isn't." With a quick glance at him, Libby picked up her clothes and stuffed herself into the bathroom, locking it absentmindedly. It took fifteen minutes or so but eventually, she did come out after a quick shower and some breathing exercises.
The demon sashayed across the floor in the dress and with her hair wrapped in a towel. Carefully, she undid the makeshift headpiece, combed out the knots and managed to have her hair back to its glowing white self again. After a few more additions, Libby was seated on the bed cross-legged and wearing her hat. The heels were still on the floor as she did not know if Seth was leaving right that second or not. "Hey, are you ready for our little walk amongst the commoners?"
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