fuckmeat's medieval bedchamber ~ open OOC chat for the deviant and depraved.

You're welcome dear. If you need anyone to just simply talk to, you're free to drop me a line either with PM or one of the IM's listed in my profile.

Niriate doesn't have a meaning in Flemish, it's the name of my very first Roleplaying character I ever made (which was an Elven Huntress). I kinda stuck with that name afterwards, eventhough people never seem to pronounce it right :eek: That's why I prefer to be called Niri.

I do have a SO yes, we've been happy together for almost 5,5 years now. I think I know how you live your life, since I've experienced something similar just a few weeks ago.
Granted, that was only for a short time, but I believe it's things like that that make us realise how much we should cherish life... not just ours, but all life.
 
That's very true. Whatever happens with G, I will be a completely changed person because of it, a better person with more perspective, empathy and meaningful life goals.

Well, I hope.

Hello again Vail, how are you today?
 
Hello, prettywolf :)

*purrs softly and twirls her cloak around your legs*

Contacted Rayne as you suggested, gave her some (i hope) good pictures from DA to work with.

fuckmeat said:
That's very true. Whatever happens with G, I will be a completely changed person because of it, a better person with more perspective, empathy and meaningful life goals.

Well, I hope.

That's great to hear. Again, my offer stands for as long as you'd like. I hate seeing people down and have no way of helping :eek:
 
*purrs softly and twirls her cloak around your legs*

Contacted Rayne as you suggested, gave her some (i hope) good pictures from DA to work with.

oh I adore deviant art!!
*twirls a lock of your hair on her finger*
 
*blows a kiss back while Leo frantically restrains me*

It goes. We're having a mini heatwave this weekend and I'm wilting. Got some chilled wine and some time to myself this evening though, which is cool.

How's yourself?
 
Oh, not bad. Been keeping in (or is it out?) of trouble as much as possible. And I know all about heat waves, trust me. Its important to stay cool, of course. So, in retrospect, I probably shouldn't have you tied up.

Oh, well.
 
Well a few days of British sunshine probably don't qualify but I really don't cope well with heat and it makes my allergies so much worse.

I'm sure I can handle being tied up for a while. *bats lashes*
 
Chuckles, winking.

I'm sure you can handle a good many things, little one.

As far as heat goes, I'm dealing with somewhere over 90 degree temperatures, so its not exactly fun times. But, that's the sacrifice one has to make for beaches and scantily clad women everywhere. So, I guess I really can't complain too much, over all.

But there are always ways you could make it hotter.
 
*wriggles with excitement against my bindings*

Well I'm not going anywhere.
 
Now that's what I like to hear.

Far as I can tell, you owe me a few screams anyways. I think I shall collect.

Pulls the wrapped-up whip out of his pocket.

Been holding onto this pending your return, my dear.
 
*eyes widen*

I thought you might have Sir. *I reply, wondering how keeping him waiting so long is going to affect what he does to me*
 
Frowns slightly, as if just noticing something.

And what happened to your clamps? I swear, its like your just begging for more punishment than you can take...

Pulls out another set of three and dangles them by the chain in front of her.
 
*blushes and squirms, knowing that the black marks are racking up against me. I arch for him so he can attach the clamps more easily*

I am sorry Sir. *I hang my head but keep my body arched for him*
 
You will be...

Takes his time applying each clamp, probably much tighter than necessary, and with malicious pulling throughout the process. He finishes by tugging on the chain holding them all one more time, ensuring they are secure, then he steps back and cracks the whip.
 
*tries to stay still and quiet as he attaches the clamps but doesn't really manage it, hissing through my teeth as they bite. I flinch as the whip cracks, wondering what I've let myself in for*
 
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