THe Dark Circle--a BDSM&Fantasy RP

[Nymph]

Zara

OOC: I'm terribly sorry, I've been rather lazy the last few days...I'll try to post more frequently.
IC:
Zara fixed the barmaid for a long while, her violet eyes revealing nothing...then, suddenly she started to chuckle.
"Do you really believe me that foolish, wench? A fine speech, considering you made it up on the spot, but not very convincing. But let me tell you...many of these 'poor girls'--and not all are, by the way, female--many come to accept, appreciate and even delight in their new position...in fact, I encourage that sort of development, since slaves are so much more valuable if they feel some pleasure. And don't pretend to be revolted. Kira!" Zara shouted, gesturing to the ground beside her.
The illusional prostitute, still seeming very real, stepped forward. "Yes Mistress Zara" she whispered, and smiling, she slipped off her opened blouse, revealing her firm breasts and erect nipples. She took off her skirt as well, showing that she was shaved between her legs.
Smiling happily, 'Kira' knelt besides Zara, her thighs spread, her breasts thrust out before her.
"A submissive girl, trained in the arts of pleasure" Zara whispered seductively "Who would obey your every command--literally, performing any act you asked. Does that not arouse you?"

 

[Merelan]

Darcie:

"Yes" she agreed "Not so terribly different, though perhaps your life is a little more cosmopolitan than mine. You seem...wiser somehow." The darling girl was sweet.

"But I think that most folk are more alike than not, underneath. Tell me, is there anything wrong, Darcie? How might I help?" Yes I screamed. Run for your very soul. But instead I reached out and touched her hand again.

"Just trust that Zara will always take care of you. Only ask of you what you truly want anyway. There may be times you will doubt this, but keep on. For she has such glorious things to share with you." My hand stroking her arm. Snatching it away suddenly.

"Let me fill your glass. Is it not a fine wine?"

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

Darcie's stroking her arm brought back the funny tingly sensation that had so frightened Lyssa earlier. Now it just seemed pleasant. The offere of more wine seemed just the thing, and she accepted a glass gratefully. Sipping it thoughtfully, she rested her head on the other woman's shoulder. "Thank you for being so helpful. I was such a goose before." Lyssa's eyelids felt heavy from all the wine and excitement and the late night. "I'll try my best to help you and Zara as best I can."

 

[Merelan]

Darcie:

We sipped our wine slowly, sitting silent. But soon she slumped sideways and was leaning against me, looking the way I felt. Yes, it had been drugged. We were both slipping into a doze.
I laid back against the wall and pulled her down so her head rested in my lap. Soothing her hair and crooning without even thinking. My hands slower and slower as I drifted off.

 

[Dianno]

Maura

Now I feel out of control. Slaves? Wouldn't they do what they were told anyway?
"That's not what matters. I want you to let the other girl go. She's not for you."
But why am I one to say what she can or can't do? Why *am* I here? And can I please *stop* glancing at the kneeling figure.
Looking up at her with huge puppy-dog eyes, her hands taking the weight of her upper body on her knees, the nip in the air showing up all over her lithe body. She could almost sway me if she was genuinly interested.
"And I'm not as easily swayed by a body as you would like to think I am. The girl."

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

The world was dim and safe, her head cradled in Darcie's lap, her hair stroked as if she were a child again. She drifted off to sleep, and dreamed of things that would have confused her waking mind. Fuzzy, half-formed images of naked bodies writhing togoether in pleasure and pain, all of them wearing the look of adoring rapture that had been painted on the girl on the card...

 

[Nymph]

Despite her impatience, Zara laughed, genuinely amused. "Not swayed so easily by a body? Then why do you keep devouring her with your eyes? And she is not even real!"
She snapped her fingers, and the illusion disappeared.
"But know this, girl...many of my slaves come to like their new position...they love me, and beg me to torment them....beause they find pleasure in that, and that is what makes them so valuable to me. But now I have wasted enough time."
Zara's violet eyes became stern, and all amusement vanished from her face.
"You will come with me into the tent. And you will smile, be friendly, pretend you are a good friend of mine. You will speak only good of Zara the Elf-mage. And you will reassure the girl that everything is all right. Disobey me"--At this Zara lifted her hand, and suddenly a flame leapt forth, flaring past Maura's head, almost singing her hair--"and the girl will die, and you will learn what pain is."
Without waiting for a reply, Zara turned and entered the tent. She saw Lyssa and Darcie snuggling together, obviously become friends. She picked up the card from the table--The Lash. After smiling ever so briefly, she went over to Lyssa, wearing a look of concern, and shook the girl awake. As she showed her the card she said
"You should not have continued without me, Lyssa. I would have prevented the more unpleasant cards from being drawn. But now...once a card is drawn, it cannot be skipped. It must be performed, or the ritual will end, and all works of magic must be interrupted for a very long time..."
She stared into Lyssa's eyes as she said this, giving the girl a last chance...and testing her, making sure she could be of use.

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

She blinked awake to find Zara standing over her, holding the card. The Lash. She listened to Zara's words, coming fully awake instantly. He eyes went to all the faces assembled. It was up to her now, she knew. Either she submitted and continued to walk this path she'd stumbled upon, or she ran, like a coward. Lyssa lifted her chin a notch, though she felt far from brave. "I'll help, Zara. I don't promise to be knowledgeable or very good at it, but I'll do what you tell me to." She looked to the other women, Darcie, who had come awake as well, and the tendress. Mustering a smile that was meant to be brave and reassuring, but that came out to be rather a pained gesture, she stood. "What do I do first?"

 

[Merelan]

Darcie:
Looking frokm one woman to another, not sure who this other was, one of them? But she looked wary and confused too. Why was she here?
"What do I do first?" Run, oh sweet Goddess run. Run as fast as those legs of yours can and run. Leave now!!!!! Frustrated by my inability to speak, even to reach out and touch her. Anger and hatred flashed in my eyes, which I hoped Zara did not see. But Lyssa was staying, and I would have to stay too, to help her if I could. Testing the limits of my imprisonment I spoke.

"Mistress, may I stay with her. Help her to understand? She is so young and eager to please you, and afraid of failing. Let me stay and serve her through this." Able to get the words out as they do not show a threeat. Good, now please Goddess, let Zara fall for it.

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

She smiled to Darcie gratefully. It was so nice of her to want to help someone as unimportant in the scheme of thins as Lyssa was. The gesture gave her courage to face what lay ahead, and her chin rose a notch in determination.

 

[Nymph]

Zara

Zara smiled warmly at Darcie, and no trace of cruelty showed in her eyes, but with her mind she send these words to Darcie:
<Oh, you will stay, girl...in fact, don't expect to leave me for some time, I'm not through with you. I haven't even begun, as a matter of fact.>
Aloud she said "If it is your wish to stay, Darcie, then so be it." Looking at Lyssa, she sighed and then moved her hand.
There was a blur of light, and suddenly she was holding a long, siongle-tailed whip of black leather in her hand.
"Lyssa...I am afraid that you will have to remove your clothes for this."

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

She trembled, in both fear and anticipation. Could she handle this? Could she be brave and not make too much of a fool of herself? Lyssa resolved to try her best, to keep a tight reign on her reactions. Somehow, the thought of disrobing in front of the strangers was more daunting than the thought of enduring the lash in Zara's hand. She'd been raised to be a good, modest girl. She hesitated only briefly. Zara's implacable stare procluded anything longer. Lyssa had promised to help, and she would not go back on her word. With trembling hands, she shrugged out of her blouse, revealing her pink-tipped breasts. Then off with the skirt and drawers. Her legs shook visibly, her face flamed scarlet. She stood, competely nude before the others. In a thready whisper she asked, "D-do I stand or...sit...or..." Her voice sputtered to a halt. It was all she could do to stand somewhat placidly. Zara would have to handle the details. She turned her eyes to the floor and waited to be told what to do.

 

[Merelan]

Dracie:

<Oh, you will stay, girl...in fact, don't expect to leave me for some time, I'm not through with you. I haven't even begun, as a matter of fact.>



The words flitted through my brain. I longed to scream, yell protest. But instead I hung my head as she gave Lyssa the order to strip. Only moving tp help lay her things aside. Stroking their softness with tears in my eyes. My heart breaking as I realized she was the one who had me. Not the other way around.

 

[Marigold]

OOC

I'm going to be gone all day tomorrow and most of the next day. I'll return on the 15th. If anyone needs Lyssa to act or react, feel free to take a few liberties with her person.

 

[Nymph]

Zara

Zara's breath caught as she took in Lyssa's nude body, her small but firm and delightful curves, her delicate skin, her lithe limbs...
She stepped towards her, her bra almost touching Lyssa's breasts. With her free hand, she caressed the girl's cheek.
"Put your hands behind your back, Lyssa...and your legs apart."
Then Zara stepped back again, cracking the whip once in the air.

 

[Marigold]

Lyssa

She jumped when the whip cracked, like a frightened rabbit, but collected herself in the next instant. Silently, she did as Zara directed, clasping her hands behind her, clenching them so tight the knuckles were white. Then she moved her feet apart, blushing as she did so. If only she weren't quite so fair, she might be able to control her flushing cheeks. Then, she waited, both dread and curiosity mixing in her mind.

 

[Merelan]

I rushed forward to grab her, pull her away. But all I got was one step. Then I was frozen. No! her body gleamed she was so pale, so young. This bitch would kill her without a thought. Is this what my sister had done. I shook with the effort to move, to scream. But frozen in place, with a reassuring smile on my face I was helpless.

 

[Nymph]

ooc

I am terribly sorry...I sorta dropped of the boards for very long....i would love to continue this if you will forgive me and are still around...if not, I'd like to thank you, it's been a wonderful thread