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Old 11-28-2009, 03:29 PM   #1
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I am looking for a new role play. I open to ideas and scenes and have a slim limits list. Anyone interested in setting something up please feel free to send me a message. I'll answer any questions you might have and maybe we can enjoy each other.

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Old 12-02-2009, 03:53 AM   #2
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Stupid Girl and I have agreed on a topic which I am sure will be very interesting for you all. Let it begin:

It was the year 1372, a time of castles and dungeons, a time of violence and fear, a time of chivalry and cruelty, a time of the knight, and the fair maiden. Throughout all the lands of Europe, the rule of chivalry was applied. Women were treated as higher beings, and they in turn, remained true to their bodies till the night of their marriage. So it was with the most beautiful princess in all of Europe, who the bards would sing of throughout all the lands. She had just reached the marriageable age, and already, knights thoughout the land were seeking her hand, but she was made of different mettle than the average girl, and so she would turn down all those who besought her, no matter their monetary value, or their standing amongst nations. So it was with me.

I, Prince Edmund of Aragon, am commonly thought to be the handsomest, among a line whose superiority in looks, has already become legendary. It was said that I could attract any woman in the world. With this high standing, I was determined that the most beautiful woman in Europe should be mine. So I set out to woo her, this princess whose beauty was of magnitude greater than even the size of my realm, this princess, who would surely fall under the power of my charm and good looks.

However, no matter how hard I tried, she would not accept me. I'm not sure which was hurt more, my pride, or my lust. For every time I saw her I could barely control my feelings, for she was as beautiful as the moonlight, and her smile, was like the sunlight. Indeed, I found her the very goddess of light, but she would not have me.

So it was that I returned to my home country of Aragon; bitter and lustful like a soul turned away from heaven. I thought to ask my father if perhaps a betrothal could be arranged, but I quickly realized it would not be possible. For Aragon is small in size, yet strong in numbers. The Princess' father would never give her to someone of my country.

At that time, there was peace amongst most nations of our world. There were squabbles between barons, and occasional wars between nations, but their was relative peace amongst the countries of Europe. But I knew, that if I was to take that Princess, I would need a war to do so. So I plotted, and I schemed, and I thought for days, until I found the master plan for starting a war.

I went to my father, and I heaped upon him all the abuses which the princess' country had inflicted up on us (all were false of course) But I knew that he would believe me, which indeed he did. And I was authorized to lead an army of my people to conquer the nearest city of the Princess' country. (Coincidentally, this just happened to be the city where the princess was currently living)

They had no notice. They had no weapons. They had no food. They had no defense. We marched to the city, and immediately put it under siege.

They could not hold out for long, and I knew, that when it fell, the princess would pay for her foolish choice of not accepting me.
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Old 12-02-2009, 03:08 PM   #3
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I had not been in France for long, four years earlier my father Charles V had taken the throne of France. He was not of French descent but at the time England ruled the country. It was only recently though that I had come from England to join him in Paris. He wanted me there, Princess Issabelle, by his side, to make sure that only the most respected and worthy suitor would be chosen for me. He was known as Charles, the Wise and I had never doubted it. It wasn't a surprise either that he was uncomfortable with me being so far away either. I had blossomed into a beautiful young woman, more attractive than I would ever personally admit and was gathering much attention from Kings, Princes and Nobles alike.

While I remained as humble as I could about my appearance, it was impossble for me not to notice the attention I recieved. I was a tiny girl, 5'2, and just 100lbs. My build was slim, but with suple curves that were often hidden by my royal gowns. It was a diferent feature though that would grab ones attention first. My long jet black hair, always braided tightly swung down between my shoulder blades to just above my waist, the colour of my hair intensified by my sky blue eyes. I always wore a smile on my face and always treated those I came in contact with, with the utmost respect and courteousness.

In my first weeks in Paris I was often approached by a Prince, of Aragon. While I did not find him annoying or unactractive I wanted nothing to do with him. I knew the way my father felt of those from his land. With respect for my father I would always kindly pass his advances off with a smile and continue on. I knew that it would inevitably be my father who chose my husband and I knew it would not be Prince Edmund that he chose. When he heard that the Prince had left France he was quite pleased and decided that I was ready to go out in public and begin my duties as Princess.

Recently, a border town, La Breche de Roland had been hit with a terrible doubt. Much of their crops had dried up and the town was in famine. I was sent with food, and men to help rebuild the ravished town. It was a small town, with a modest demographic. Manly farmers with an occasional blacksmith. The blacksmiths had been commisioned to fabricate swords for the army. That was the extent of the Military presense in La Breche de Roland.

I stayed in a home, reserved for Royal visits which my father had had built in nearly every town and city throughout France. I travelled with my own gaurd who stood gaurd at the doors, my only defence. Late in the evening, I was awaken from my sleep. The sounds of screams, men, women and children alike. I rushed to the window of my room to see that much of the towns home were in flames. My gaurds holding their ground at the stone and wood gates that surrounded the home. A gaurd came to my door, informing me that I was to move to te secret rooms, a shelter below the house where I would be hidden. I rushed through the narrow hallways behind him as he led me to the stone door. It took all his might to pull it open, and he instructed me into the room handing me a flame lit torch. He instructed me baricade the door with the large wooden board and to answer for no one unless they used the code word - "une epee."
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Old 12-02-2009, 08:37 PM   #4
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We burst into the town like water through a dam, killing all in our path (except the women of course, my men had other plans for them) and within minutes, we had taken the town. I, and my most trusted guards, raced through the city together, looking for the princess' royal house. I had never been to Le Breche de Roland, the princess had always been in Paris when I courted her, so I had no sense of direction as to where the home was located. So I decided that I should probably ask someone for directions.

I stopped for a moment, trying to get my bearings for the town. The sound of screaming filled my ears and overflowed like a dam being overrun by a tidal wave. I drunk it all in, it was the sound of victory, and I loved it! I breathed in the scent of fear, and knew, that I wanted all of France. I wanted this feeling of power again! But I also knew, that my army (though strong) would not be strong enough to conquer the whole of France... unless I had leverage. Now where could I get this leverage?

Like I said, I stopped, to ask for directions to the home the princess was staying. A young blond French girl was trying to run away, when I caught her screaming little body and held her.
"Now little one" I said coldly, how do I get to the princess home?
"I won't tell you!" She shouted. At which point, her small little tits were heavily groped through her dress.
"No!" She screamed, and tried helplessly to pull herself away.
"Tell me" I ordered, or I will rape your adorable little body. The cute little blond cried out in terror, and then whimpered like a whipped dog for a few seconds. So I reached my hand out, and pulled up her dress, revealing her silky white panties.

"She must have been born into a slightly higher class family" I thought to myself. "Oh well, whether they're rich, or poor, if they're hot, they're mine."

Chuckling evilly to myself, I put my hands down on the little cuties panties, despite her gasps of helpless sexual torment. Then I put my hands slowly into the helpless French girls panties.

"OH!" she moaned.

"Like I said before, where is the princess staying? If you tell me, I won't rape you."

"She... she's staying down the road, at the house with the purple shutters. Now let me go!"

After raping the little blonde girl a couple times, I stood up, and ran with my men to the princess' house.

"Its empty!" Yelled one of my men who had gone in first.

"Yeah right" I replied, "She hasn't had time to leave the city, and she isn't out there with all the stupid people. No, they've hidden her in here somewhere. Search every nook, and cranny, but find where they've hidden that gorgeous bitch!" We searched for about 10 minutes, and then one of my men walked up to me, a broad smile across his face.

"Downstairs sire, we've found her hiding place."
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Old 12-03-2009, 03:00 AM   #5
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While the door was made of stone, a stone not unlike that ones the walls were made of it was not invisible. But, it blended enough that if one was not looking for it they would miss it. Heavily fortified and once, heavily gaurded. I waited inside the small room lit only only by the light of the flaming torch. I had locked myself in there for safety but it had prevented me an alternate escape route. I was ultimately trapped in this room now until I knew it was safe. The safe room room was frequently restocked with rations and I would not run out of food for some time...but the flame would not last.

The sounds were faint through the heavy stone walls but I could still hear the screams of those I had been sent to help. I ws helpless to do anything for them now though. I was dependant on the small band of gaurds that had accompanied me here to protect the town. A task far to great for them to complete. The worst ran through my mind as I hid, knowing that people were dying and worse knowing that women were being raped. A horrible fate for any town let alone one that had already endured what this one had. My mind raced and I prayed for the safety of the town's people, never really realizing that was myself in grave danger.

I placed the torch in a holder mounted on the wall and knelt down, resting my bottom on my heels. My night gown, long and flowing, bundled on the floor around me. I pressed my open hands together, bowed my head and closed my eyes. I prayed non-stop for the safety of the town and its people. I prayed to God that those invading my country would be defeated and brought to justice for any harm they caused
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Old 12-04-2009, 04:05 AM   #6
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I ordered my men to fetch me the battering ram we had used to break down the gates of the city. That stupid princess brat not only declined me, she now thought that a door, was going to stop me from getting to her! Within minutes, the strong iron battering ram we had used to break through the city gates was pulled up in front of the door. It took several tries, but within about 20 minutes, the door had collapsed.

I heard frightened gasps from inside the compartment. I held my men back until the door was completely battered down, and then we burst in! We swept away the guards, cutting them to pieces right before the eyes of a screaming young princess. After despatching the guards, I turned to the princess.

"Ah, Issabelle" I said with a cruel grin. "We meet again"

"You!" She shrieked in shock. "This was you!"

"Yes," I replied devilishly "It was I. You scorned me, so I came to destroy your country."

"You're going to destroy my country, because I wouldn't court you?!" She shrieked.

"Exactly. Now get on your feet Princess." I spat out the word "princess" like it was an evil worse than that of murdering innocent unarmed civilians, and raping their wives and daughters, which to me it was. After her scorn of my advances, anything was acceptable, for me to do to her, and her people.

"Now Princess" I began, assuming my control over the situation “You look very pretty in that nightgown of yours, but obviously we will not be able to talk about governmental issues while you are dressed in night clothes. You will now go, and dress according to a state event, and then we will deal with each other like two statesmen should. Diplomatically. Now go upstairs, prepare for this occasion, and don’t try to escape, both these men will be standing at your door, and these men will be posted under your window. You have one hour. Go!”

She turned, and started to go her way, but the moment she turned her back on me, I winked at the man right next to her. Before she knew what was happening, he had pulled up the beautiful princesses night gown, and was looking awe struck, at her panties. Stunned by his lack of chivalry, the young princess cried:

“Stop that you villain! Let go of me!” But while she was preoccupied with the man looking up the skirt of her dress, I winked at another of my men, and he came up behind her, threw his arms around her, and ripped the strand which held both sides of the nightgown on her.

“Ah!” she shrieked, as her nightgown opened up, exposing her bra and panties. Then the two men rapidly pulled the nightgown off of the young princess, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.

“Wow!” Whispered one of the men to the other, “she’s so beautiful!”

“Men!” I shouted, “give this lady back her nightgown! How could you be so unchivalrous? Give it back IMMEDIATELY” My men complied, reluctantly. “Now escort this princess upstairs, and don’t you dare lay a finger on her, or I will have you executed!” So Isabelle was escorted upstairs, to prepare for a “state” event, which I was more than looking forward too.

I winked at my men. “We’re going to have the time of our lives!”
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Despite having seen the destruction of my personal gaurds I somehow regained my poise. I had to focus on not loking at their corpses that you and your men had left in your wake. Once, my poise returned there was no more screaming, no more visible fear. You literally watched my expression and demeanor change right in front of your eyes. Before telling me that I was to prepare as though this were a State event, my facade had already changed accordingly. I spoke 'matter of factly' to you, straight, and direct to the point.

I layed my torn, nightgown on the bed and stepped into the Royal Blue chemise dress, made of a light silk, a gold sash was gathered around the waist. It emphasized the curve of my waist but was made without a corset. I chose it knowing that I wouldn't be able to dress myself in one with a corset and even with proper help would result in too long a dressing time. The dress fell to around my ankles, and buttoned to around my neck. Other than the curve of my waist, this dress revealed nothing. I slipped on a lavishly decorated turn shoe, pointed, with a wooden sole.

The entire time I was dressing for our State's Event you had the image of me in sole my underwear. You had been attracted to me before, and you had not seen any of what my body offered. It had always been very hidden under my unflattering dresses. What you saw in that moment made your ensatialble desire even stronger. The two soldiers you had sent to gaurd my door entered the room where you were, a room designed to entertain guests. Behind them I followed, I entered back straight, shoulder back, chin up, and my hands clasped in front of me at my waist. I looked very proper, just the way you had intended me to be.
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