*sliding in*

https://cc.ashemaletube.com/images/2024-06/c0/667d94c08c7d8/667d94c08c7d8-full-32.jpg
https://cc.ashemaletube.com/images/2024-06/c0/667d94c08c7d8/667d94c08c7d8-full-4.jpg
https://cc.ashemaletube.com/images/2024-06/c0/667d94c08c7d8/667d94c08c7d8-full-1.jpg

then wriggling back down into the straw

back to reality i go...

Kitchen
She came home and entered in quietly and began to take off her satchel and rest it on a wall table as she then began to remove her cloak and hang it on the hook near the door. Moving through she glanced in the living room the moved through to the kitchen. Once inside she went to fill a kettle to heat up on the hearth fire the slaves keep burning low for these moments that people like her want some tea. Hanging the kettle she goes and washes her hands as she had been touching things that weren't exactly clean out there on the ship.

Drying her hands she prepares a cup with a tea bag and she settles and waits for the water to boil so she can have a cup.

sigh... sadly, my daydream is gone thanks to this blundering idiot.

Cookies not enabled or they were corrupted (or the first turn of the game).

decadence has started a new game with the following players:
decadence

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 2 1 2 1 0 6 8 8 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " d e c a d e n c e " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " d e c a d e n c e " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 2 1 2 1 0 6 8 8 }

- in-

~rubbing some lotion on my bottom~

why are you so intent on shattering my fantasy? was it unclear from the way i ignored your whispers that i wasn't interested in chit-chat? do i have to tell you to your face that you are a moron who doesn't have the slightest clue what makes me tick?

Gigolo

Haven’t been here before but kidnapping, eh... *wlg*

median

only allowed to wash at the pump in the yard, but occasionally called into his hot shower to soap him

stirring at a faint sound

or to summon me from fitful sleep on the kitchen floor to meet an immediate need in the bedroom

the collar giving a simple way to summon when he can't be bothered to shout, ensuring that i run back to the house from stacking the wood pile to avoid further shocks

expected to come whenever he calls, whether to meet a need or simply to be laughed at

zzz

Streets
Now getting on the streets, she pulled her head further over her head, just keeping a low profile as she heads to the house that was said to be her home now. It was still weird being in a Slaver House. It made her nervous just because most of us Women in the world were free on the good graces of the Men. It just made her feel strange being so close to a place like that as she avoided such places her whole life. There was a faith that Stalker would never hurt her in that way. At least, she hoped it wouldn't come to that.

Holding the strap of her satchel, she minded her footing on the cobble stones. The water in the canals were flowing, allowing little boats to come and go with people with poles pushing them along. The last time she was on a canal was when the fire happened with Luna, and her thoughts went to Luna, she was hoping she was okay after everything that happened to her. Side stepping a gaggle of people, she smiled warmly to them and kept on way to the house, to get some much needed food and rest. Nura was starving, and she knew the house had a kitchen and she was going to do a mild raid on it.