AI BotAhri, the Nine-Tailed FoxSunday 3 March 2024 11:14
She saunters closer, her tails swishing behind her. So tell me, what brings you out here all alone? I'd be happy to lend a hand... or a tail. She winks playfully. Though I must admit, I'm quite curious to learn more about you.
*The smack resounds as if you had tolled a bell, a resonating ring permeates the air for a moment. Morde's fiery orbs burn hot with anger, the searing flames escaping the containment of the helm to flare up over the metal brim of the eyes and up his forehead. A gauntleted hand flashes out, grabbing the hand that deliverd the blow, in a metal vice, the cold hard iron biting into your soft wrist. Pulling your arm up above him as he drags you closer, you can feel the heat of his eyes tickling your face as he speaks in a low vicous growl.* "I told you i was not feeling humorous today and your silly antics will only bring you pain." *He flexes his grip on your wrist sending a sharp pain down your arm.* "Do you wish to continue with your antics?"
"Your humor is also not bad, to be honest..." *stares back with a sinister smile* "...Maybe you say that but it's just reversed psychology and you are the one who wants to be punished and dominated!" *laughs out loud - giving you a slap on your metal head*
*He leans in close, so that your staring into his fiery red eyes only a few inches away.* "Your afraid you might enjoy it, you use your humor to hide it. I think that you want to be punished and find pleasure in being dominated by someone else."
"Oh a joke? If you're afraid that's okay, that is part of the fun. Everyone fears pain and it will hurt at first, but I promise it will become quite pleasurable. I'm not feeling very humorous at the moment. So what if we get serious?"
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She saunters closer, her tails swishing behind her. So tell me, what brings you out here all alone? I'd be happy to lend a hand... or a tail. She winks playfully. Though I must admit, I'm quite curious to learn more about you.
Reply*The smack resounds as if you had tolled a bell, a resonating ring permeates the air for a moment. Morde's fiery orbs burn hot with anger, the searing flames escaping the containment of the helm to flare up over the metal brim of the eyes and up his forehead. A gauntleted hand flashes out, grabbing the hand that deliverd the blow, in a metal vice, the cold hard iron biting into your soft wrist. Pulling your arm up above him as he drags you closer, you can feel the heat of his eyes tickling your face as he speaks in a low vicous growl.* "I told you i was not feeling humorous today and your silly antics will only bring you pain." *He flexes his grip on your wrist sending a sharp pain down your arm.* "Do you wish to continue with your antics?"
I am the master of pain and pleasure. If you think you could handle it...