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 Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 1:36 pm
Private RP for Mistalina (mistalina13) and Caitlyn (Caitlyn Hellstorm) only. No posting without an invitation. Thank you.
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Mistalina sat sideways on the couch, feet pulled up into an 'indian style' position as she leaned forward, forearms resting on the arm of the couch. The position was slightly uncomfortable, due to her swollen stomach, but the massage she was getting more than made up for it.
"Mmm..." The black haired tiefling practically purred with pleasure. Her headwings folded in and her tail hung over the couch, twitching side to side, like a playful felines. "...more please...and a bit higher..." She shifted her shoulders slightly as strong hands worked the tension of the muscles in her shoulders and her back.
"Yes, Mistress." The young man giving her the massage obliged, mostly eagerly, he was delighted to see her pleased. He was a persacom, built to do many things, mainly technical things, which this particular model wasn't too good at. He was more suited to being a house boy.
"Thank you, Demetrius." She glanced back at the persacom for a moment. "That's enough for now."
He drew back his hands immediantly and smiled. "Your welcome." Ever mindful of their owners, always polite. More perks of the persacoms.
Mistalina sat up for a moment, then layed back against Demetrius before idly reaching up to fiddle with the ends of his shoulder length wavy hair. "This is okay, right, I'm not too heavy or anything?"
The persacom cradled her as she went to lay back, then his arms fell away. "No, Mistress." He wouldn't even have noticed her playing with his hair. That was their major flaw, persacoms lacked any sort of humanity.
The tiefling looked up at him. "You can hold me, if you like, Demetrius."
The statement seemed to confuse him, he returned her look, a puzzled expression on his face.
She carefully picked up one of his hands, and brought it up to rest on her belly, just below her bossom, then did the same with the other.
"Hold me." She looked up into his eyes again as she spoke, wondering if it was possible to teach a persacom anything?
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 1:43 pm
Caitlyn was exhausted because she was out doing some random jobs so she could rake in some money for the babies. She is wearing her skin-tight black pants and black blouse with silver scarf tied loosely around her waist and the katana draped over her back. She walks up the pathway that leads toward the front door, feeling like she is ready for some kind of shock of her life.
The red-haired tiefling flutters her wings in annoyance as she pushes the door open and blinks at the sight that is right there in front of her. "Mistalina.. what the hell..? Who is this guy?" She says with tightly-constrained voice.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 1:56 pm
Mistalina frowned, moved the persacom's hands and sat up. "Caitlyn, this is Demetrius. Demetrius, this is Caitlyn, the twin's other parent." She motioned toward the angered red head.
Demetrius turned to regard the Caitlyn, beind mindful not to bump into Mistalina. He nodded in understand, then smiled. "Nice to meet you." His voice was calm and sensual. He was neatly dressed in a black button three-quarter sleeve down shirt and black slacks. His deep golden yellow coat and ornate belt were laying over the top of the couch, while his leather calf boots stood next to the couch side.
She leaned over and gave him a little kiss on the cheek, to thank him for his concern, a little sad that he wouldn't understand the gesture, before brushing back his hair away from his 'ears'. "He's a persacom." The red head would probably think him a mere toy for her, she could think what she wanted.
The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile when he 'felt' her kiss. He kept his eyes on Caitlyn, as he was unsure of her and her relationship with his Mistress.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:13 pm
Caitlyn's tail swishes back and forth in sheer annoyance as she narrows her eyes when she crosses her arms. She just merely grunts as she slowly makes her way toward them. "Enchanted." She says in frosty voice toward Demetrius. "Let her go..now.." She murmurs as she shifts her eyes toward Mistalina. "Where did you find him.. at strip bar?" She says with sarcasm heavy in her voice.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:28 pm
"He only listens to me, Caitlyn, and for your information I ordered him from a catalogue. Quite handsome don't you think?" Mistalina smirked and leaned against the persacom, knowing her behavior would only irk the red head further.
Demetrius protectively put an arm around the black haired tiefling. "I only do as she asks, and protect her." He said simply, not entirely unaware of her anger, but it was not in his programming to act before being openly threatened.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 4:04 pm
Caitlyn stares at the man as her eye twitches slightly. "Urgh.. you were supposed to be saving the money for the babies.. not throwing them away on that kind of thing." She spat the words out angrily as she slowly moves around behind the personcom and whispers in his ear with silky and dangerous voice. "Sleep with one eye open or you will find yourself disconnected and your body parts scattered all over the world."
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 4:10 pm
"I was paid well when I worked Caitlyn, besides he's good at house work is good with children." Mistalina's gaze followed Caitlyn as she walked around the other side of the couch. "It's not like it will have anything to do with you anyway. Remember our agreement?" Her eyes narrowed, and a hint of venom crept into her voice.
Demetrius didn't budge; His arm was still around Mistalina, his programming was telling him that was a threat, but he would risk his Mistress' safety if he did anything about it now. "I don't require sleep."
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:26 pm
Caitlyn frowns deeply at Mistalina disapprovingly as she rolls her eyes. "Sheesh. I don't trust those kind of machines." She shot Demetrius a stare that is full of disdain. "They could malfunction and go on killing spree or burn the house down" She tries to keep her voice calm as she moves away from those two. "But you do require rest or recharge, Demetrius"
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:32 pm
"You won't touch him Caitlyn." The black haired tiefling was annoyed with her companion. Part annoyance, part hormones more than likely. She sighed softly, wanting nothing more than to ignore the red head until her bout of temper passed.
Demetrius rubbed Mistalina's arm lightly, he was programmed to keep his Mistress happy and could quite easily tell when she was feeling otherwise. "Perhaps Mistress would like another massage?" To the observer, it might seem like he cared, but it was just obeying programming.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 6:46 pm
Caitlyn rolls her eyes as she looks at Mistalina. "Well.. he is your property so I will respect that... for now." She murmurs softly as she watches Demetrius with her tail swishing back and forth agitatedly. She just sighs softly as she rolls her eyes once again. "Mistalina.. all you had to do is ask if you needed something and I would get it." She eyes the personacom balefully before she stalks into the kitchen mumbling in her native language.
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 3:05 pm
"Mítho orch!" Mistalina hissed to herself, and her gaze flicked to the persacom. "Please."
Demetrius smiled, helped her get settled on the couch and massaged her shoulders again.
Mítho orch! - Sindarin for 'Go Kiss An Orc!'
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