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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 12, 2004 1:40:58 GMT -5
"Yes, you do know me." Bassarov smirks and runs his hands up her back, putting them under her shirt. Slowly. Fingers rakes on the flesh, kneading it upward.
He leans foreward and kisses her chest.
"I feel so caged in by the everyday."
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 12, 2004 1:47:26 GMT -5
I lean my head back and look down at him as he kisses the flesh above the top of my corset. I claw his back as I hold onto him.
"Then break out of that cage. Is it so hard? You must do what is right for you Valodya. A spirit like yours can not be held by the day to day same old thing. You must give in to your impulses. Let yourself go whenever you can. Hell if in no other place do it here whenever you wish. Come and I will help set you free."
I let go of him for a moment to undo my corset strings. I am unsure of what is truely happening here. I would never have guessed I could be something he needed. I am unsure of what to do. I reach down taking his face in my hands. I kiss him running my tongue over his. Savoring the way he tasted. I was afraid he would reject me.
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Post by Julia on Nov 12, 2004 1:49:03 GMT -5
"So if you weren't wanted and we could trust you, would you join us Mischa?"
I play with his hair a little making it all messy. I then start to laugh.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 12, 2004 1:51:52 GMT -5
I rub my head.
"No."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 12, 2004 1:56:36 GMT -5
Her corset drops to the floor. Bassarov thinks of Mischa and how he always cheats on his comrade. But then who would know that he saw Kassenia? And she seems to need someone right now.
"Should we go to your room?" He asks between kisses.
Maybe he can revolutionize the masses one lover at a time.
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Post by Julia on Nov 12, 2004 2:00:38 GMT -5
"Politics get in the way of fun. But it's your life."
I get behind him and rub his shoulders.
"My parents were government supporters which is why I am here. But I don't even believe in anything political. At least you are a communist. I just don't get why you left Red Infinity. I mean aren't you the same as them?"
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Post by Kassenia on Nov 12, 2004 2:22:52 GMT -5
"Only if you want to. It is past the door right over there."
I nod towards the big door. I suddenlt wonder if he will think I am a freak because I have hooks and such since I am into a bit of the freakier types of things as well.
"Come on. Let me help you break that cage of yours. Or at least I will try my d**nest."
She rises from him and takes him by the hand and leads him to her room. She opens the door and he will see that everything is black. Her bed is a four poster bed with the hooks for binding. She has a sex swing to the left of it and a rack to the right. She leads him up a small staircase to her bed. And by small it is only four steps.
She turns him around and gently pushes him down. But a small voice inside of her begins.
"Valodya are you sure you wish to do this? I do not wish to make you feel you need to. I...are you sure about this?"
I kneel down infront of him and rub his thighs waiting on him.
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 12, 2004 2:26:08 GMT -5
I didn't realize how tense I was until she started to rub my shoulders. I feel my muscles begin to relax, as I close my eyes.
"Ahh well, you know... We're similar, but I guess different enough that Red Infinity wants me dead. They portray us as the aggressors, when in actuality, the revolution killed off most of the good leadership, leaving behind the beauracrats. Sure there are things like universal health care, but there's no democracy, and Lin Sat absolutely terrifies me. If Red Infinity really represents the people, why are their leaders encircled by dragons and gods?"
I take another puff on my cigarette.
"That to me is a sign of a desperate ruling class, holding on to their power."
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Post by Valodya Bassarov on Nov 12, 2004 2:28:47 GMT -5
"It's fine." Bassarov replies. He turns to her and kisses her again. He starts to take off his own clothes and remove what is left of her's.
He sees that the door was left open so he closes it, leaving what happens inside up to the imagination of the rpg members.
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Post by Julia on Nov 12, 2004 2:37:02 GMT -5
"Maybe there are just a disproportionate number of communist dragons and gods."
I kiss his cheek and bite at his ear playfully.
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Post by Josef Stalin on Nov 12, 2004 2:37:22 GMT -5
Beijing; Red Infinity HQ.
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Joseph Stalin was looking at the various portraits in the halls of Red Infinity HQ. One thing plagued him... there wasn't one of him. He, Joseph Stalin, who had taken Russia and the Soviet Union and turned it into a super power. He, Joseph Stalin, who started the very threat of what a Stalinist government could do... and there wasn't one picture of him.
He looked down the halls searching for any signs of life in the wee hours of the morning. Stalin never could sleep all that well...
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda (Mischa) on Nov 12, 2004 2:40:27 GMT -5
I giggle, and tilit my head in reaction to her touch.
"True..." I turn and brush my hand across her cheek. "You know, I like you, and for all the wrong reasons."
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Post by Lady Violet on Nov 12, 2004 2:41:22 GMT -5
((To Stalin))
I get to work early and don't bother to wake Set. No one but the night janitors are at the International Hq this early.
As I walk down the hall to my office I see a peculiar man admiring the many pictures of our leaders.
I approach him.
"Good day to y....."
I nearly faint. I grasp the wall and catch my breath.
"Excuse me, this may seem silly but you bear an uncanny resemblance to Joseph Stalin."
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Post by Josef Stalin on Nov 12, 2004 2:43:39 GMT -5
((To Violet))
"Yes, that is my name." he said, looking at her. He was glad someone finally recognized him. He extended a hand for her to shake.
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Post by Julia on Nov 12, 2004 2:46:39 GMT -5
"I like you too, so what d'ya say you forget about your troubles tonight and have a little fun with me?"
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