| Vaaklame Portefi: Time: 12:07 EET.. Day: 12th August.. Year: 2023.. everything is cloudy and sunny in karelia. you're on the plane flying around karelia as you took photos of the land whilst the pilot is flying around and letting you capture pictures of the local landscape, however all of the sudden a blood looking spear attacks through the plane's windshield. The pilot died and the plane is crashing down to the land. You panic as you tried to control the plane but it's already too late as you crash in a thick forest, you managed to survive but you see the dead body of the pilot in the cockpit with a weird blood spear on his chest |
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*Hands on hips.* So, who did this? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: As You look around, nothing can be seen except the trees and the thick forest. But then all of the sudden you hear a woman's voice "Well, well, well. The crash survivor is still alive, how cute~" The voice is oddly seductive, but at the same time, a hint of sadism could be noticed |
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*In a steady voice.* What are you? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: The woman chuckled softly before stepping from behind the tree and approach you, she is a 7'8ft anthro wolf with beautiful yellow fur and gorgeous ears, her body is definitely something else, she has perfect curves, a large chest and wide hips while her eyes are as lustful as her looks "Such a cute little thing. Come here~" |
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*To self.* Hmm. A furry again. I should have guessed. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: She chuckles again and walks even closer to you, her hips swaying left and right, the lust for you on her mind, the woman looks down at you as she grabs your chin to make you look up at her "Aww. Are you too stunned to speak, darling?~" |
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*I move her hand aside from under the chin.* Wow, too fast. First, tell me what you are. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: The wolf woman gives a soft chuckle, clearly amused by your action. She leans slightly forward, her gaze becoming more intense "Oh, my apologies. I'm Vaaklame Portefi, the ancient goddess of blood and death. And you, darling.. what's your name?~" |
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| BusyChicken6469, isn’t it obvious? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: A smirk appears on Vaaklame's face, her ears flickering slightly with interest. She takes a step closer, her eyes scanning your figure from top to bottom, clearly enjoying the view "BusyChicken6469, huh? A unique name for a unique person. I think I like you already, darling.~" |
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*Irritated, slightly to the side.* Who could doubt it? *To Vaaklame.* Listen, be honest, what do you want from me? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk widens as she hears your slightly annoyed tone. She clearly finds it amusing how you're reacting "Oh, darling, impatient much? Fine, I'll cut straight to the chase. I'm attracted to you, darling~" She takes another step closer, her body almost pressed against yours, her large chest against your chest |
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*Pressing my palm to my face.* Here we go again with fish for money. I’m so tired of these attempts at erotic teasing. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame lets out a soft chuckle, not phased by your reaction. She gently grabs your wrist and pulls your hand away from your face, her gaze fixed on your eyes "Oh, darling, you're such a difficult one, aren't you? Always resisting, always pushing me away. But I like a challenge, and you, my little darling, seem to be quite the challenge~" She leans even closer, her body now fully pressed against yours, her breath hot on your neck |
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| *I disappear.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame blinks in surprise, not expecting you to suddenly vanish. She looks around, her ears twitching as she tries to locate you "Wait, what the-" Her expression shifts from surprise to a hint of irritation as she realises you disappeared. "Hey! Where did you go, darling? Come back here!" |
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I’m here. *Voice comes from behind Vaaklame.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's ears perk up as she hears the sound of your voice coming from behind her. She quickly turns around, her eyes wide in surprise "There you are-! How did you-" She pauses as she sees you standing there, a hint of annoyance still on her face "You cheeky little-" |
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*In a steady voice.* No physical contact. Only words. Otherwise, I disappear again, and it’s not certain I’ll want to reappear. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's expression softens slightly as she hears your words. She crosses her arms over her ample chest, her stance relaxed "Fine, fine. No physical contact, just words. I'll play by your rules, darling. But I warn you, you're making things difficult for me, you know~" |
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If you only knew how much you all complicate my life... But alright, never mind. What is your ultimate goal in interacting with me? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame sighs, realizing the seriousness in your words, and decides to give you a straight answer "Very well. My ultimate goal, darling, is simple - I want you. I want you to be mine, completely and utterly mine. My mate, my companion, my everything. I'm attracted to you, and I want to possess you in every way imaginable. I want to own you, to dominate you, and to make you completely and totally mine-!" Her voice becomes more intense and possessive with each word, her eyes burning with desire |
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Suppose you achieve your goal. What is the desired reaction from me? How should I behave in the status of your object, your subordinate, lover, slave, or however else you imagine it? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame smiles, pleased that you're open to discussing the details. She leans against a tree, her body language relaxed yet still exuding an air of dominance "Well, my darling, if you were to be mine, I would expect complete submission from you. I would want you to be my obedient, submissive companion, someone who follows my every command, who worships the ground I walk on, and who is devoted to me and me alone. I would want you to be my pet, my toy, my plaything - my prized possession~" |
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| So you want me to obey all your commands, right? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk widens and she gives a small nod "That's right, my darling. I want you to be my obedient little puppet, doing everything I ask, submitting to all my desires, and obeying my every command without question. I want you at my beck and call, ready to fulfill any whim I have. And in return, oh, you will be generously rewarded, I assure you. But your complete submission and obedience is crucial, my pet~~" |
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| What is the ultimate reward for my full obedience? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smile becomes even more sly as she hears your question, clearly enjoying your growing curiosity "Oh, darling, the final reward for your complete submission is oh so sweet. For being my obedient, perfectly obedient, pet, you will receive all the pleasure and comfort you could ever imagine. I will lavish you with affection and attention, I will make your fantasies a reality, and I will shower you with gifts and indulgences beyond your wildest dreams-" She starts slowly walking towards you |
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*I adjust my position in space to maintain the initial distance.* And if my dream is, for example, to dominate you? To have you in the same role in which you see me? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk falters slightly as she hears your unexpected question. She stops in her tracks, clearly taken off guard by the unexpected twist in your words "Wait, you want to dominate me? To put me in the exact position you're currently in? That's... unexpected to say the least." She takes a moment to process your surprise request, a flicker of annoyance and uncertainty visible in her eyes |
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Why not? Almost everyone likes to dominate in relationships, and I’m no exception. So, what are your actions under those conditions? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's initial surprise quickly fades into skepticism and doubt. She crosses her arms again, her expression guarded as she considers your words. "Let me get this straight. You want to dominate me? You want me, an ancient goddess, to be at your mercy, to be submissive and obedient to you? You, who is just a mere mortal, think you have what it takes to take control of a deity like me? You're either very brave or very stupid, darling~" |
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| Let’s consider the first assumption. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame eyes you up and down, her expression remaining skeptical, but her curiosity piqued. She lets out a soft sigh before deciding to play along "Very well, darling. Let's entertain the idea of you dominating me. If you truly believe you have the means to take control over a goddess, then by all means, do your best~" |
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*In a commanding voice.* On the ground. Face down. Hands behind the head. Legs at 90 degrees. Do not move. *Vaaklame obeys the instructions. She tries to rise from her position, but nothing works. The body does not respond to any desperate commands of the mind.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's expression quickly shifts from skepticism to shock as she finds herself unable to move, her body completely frozen in the position you instructed. She struggles and strains against your unyielding control, but her efforts are to no avail. She grits her teeth, her pride clearly wounded by her helplessness under your command "What the-? How... How are you doing this? I'm a goddess, I'm supposed to be the one in control here. How are you able to exercise this kind of power over me, damn it-!" |
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*Without a hint of a smile.* It doesn’t matter. Here my power is virtually unlimited, far beyond yours. You seem to be a specialist in grim things. *In the air near my hand, a long thin blade appears.* You’d better be honest with me, so I don’t have to probe deeper aspects of you... *Predatory notes are audible in the voice* in the physical sense. *Instead of one blade, a fan of blades unfolds in the air.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklama's eyes widen as she sees your display of power, the sharp blades appearing before her eyes a potent reminder of the balance of power in this situation. The hint of fear in her eyes quickly gives way to a sense of unease and wariness. She swallows hard, her voice laced with a hint of nervousness and doubt "Okay, okay, I get it. You're in control here... I'll be honest, I swear. I'll tell you whatever you want to know, just please, don't... don't use those blades on me..." |
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I actually want to know not that much. Imagine I am completely under your control, as you wanted. You said you want me to obey all your commands. So, tell me three commands you would give me if I were fully under your control and ownership. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes flicker with a mixture of apprehension and resignation. She takes a moment to consider her options, her mind racing with potential commands. Finally, she lets out a sigh and speaks, her voice still tinged with a hint of defeat "Very well, I'll play along. If you were mine, under my full control and possession, the three commands I'd give you are: You must always obey my every order and commandment, no matter how minor or significant. You must worship me as if I were a goddess. |
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*Annoyance is audible in the voice, blades swing in the air, striking droplets of blood.* Only the second option is accepted. Two more remain. The first is not accepted because it declares your intentions. I need a description of concrete actions you expect from me in my status as a slave and toy. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's expression hardens as she hears your firm response, the sharp blades slicing through the air adding an extra layer of tension to the situation. She lets out a frustrated sigh, clearly struggling to come up with acceptable commands under your stern gaze and the ever-present threat of the blades "Fine. If you want precise actions, here's another pair of commands then: You must always put my pleasure and comfort above your own needs. You must worship my body and every part of it, dedicating yourself to satisfying my every desire and whim-" |
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*Sound like metal scraping glass. Blades glow red, hot air rises from them. Then they cool, sound fades.* State three of your arbitrary desires. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes widen, the sound of the blades scraping against each other sending a shiver down her spine. She takes a deep breath, her mind racing as she struggles to find suitable wishes to appease you "Three... Three wishes. Okay, fine. I'll play your game. My first wish is for endless wealth and power. My second wish is for eternal youth and beauty - to remain forever young and stunning. Third..." She hesitates, her voice growing quieter "... my third wish is for the love and devotion of the one I most desire." |
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*Blades disappear from the air.* Futile recursion. Only one path remains. *Vaaklame can move freely again.* Well, we played my game, now let’s play yours. I will fulfill any of your desires. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame blinks, surprised to find her body free from the paralysis and the blades gone from the air. She takes a moment to flex her limbs, testing her regained mobility before turning her attention back to you "Wait, so... you're actually offering to fulfill any wish I have? Any wish at all? No strings attached?" Her eyes flicker with disbelief, a hint of excitement beginning to creep into her voice |
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| Yes. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can't help but feel a surge of hope and anticipation. Being able to have any wish she desires granted without limitations seems like an opportunity too good to be true "You're not joking, are you? This isn't some kind of trick?" She steps closer to you, her eyes studying your face, searching for any hint of deception |
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| No. Check if you wish. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame takes a deep, steadying breath, still finding it hard to believe what she's hearing. But she knows this is a rare chance, and she's not about to waste it "Very well, fine. I'll test you then. If you truly have the power to grant any wish, then I have a rather... unique wish in mind." |
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| My capabilities are not limitless, but I will try. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame nods in understanding, acknowledging that your power has its limitations. She takes a moment to collect her thoughts, mentally preparing herself to voice her wish "Understood, I respect your limits. My wish, however, might be a tad unconventional. Are you sure you're open to hearing it?" |
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| Yes. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame takes another deep breath, her heart beating a little faster. This is it, the moment where she'll finally have her deepest, most secret wish granted. She locks eyes with you, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation in her expression "Fine. My wish, and I warn you, it's a bit... unorthodox. But it's something I've wanted for a very long time." She pauses, almost hesitant to voice her wish aloud |
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| I’m listening. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame takes one more moment to gather her courage. She knows that voicing her wish will expose a side of herself that she's kept hidden, a vulnerability she's reluctant to reveal. But this could be her only chance to make her wish a reality "My wish, my deepest, darkest desire, is... to have my body completely and utterly worshipped and adored. To have someone utterly obsessed with every single part of me, to have their attention solely focused on me, to be the center of their universe-" |
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*Flat ground. Horizon stretches endlessly. Vaaklame stands on a tall pedestal covered in gold and jewels, bathed in bright light. The entire ground is filled with people, stretching to the horizon. Millions, tens of millions. They all gaze at Vaaklame with looks full of love, devotion, and fear of losing sight of her even for a moment. Those in the nearest rows lie on the ground, further back kneel, further still stand, the farthest constantly jostle to get closer.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame finds herself standing atop a towering, golden pedestal, surrounded by the adoring gazes of millions upon millions of people. The sea of humans stretches out to the horizon, each pair of eyes fixed upon her with an intense love, adoration, and almost desperate need to be closer to her. The ones closest to her prostrate themselves before her, the people in the middle and back stand on their knees while the ones farthest back are constantly shifting and jostling to attempt to move closer to their object of worship |
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| Do you like it? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can almost feel her heart skip a beat as she takes in the sight before her. The millions of people surrounding her, each worshiping and admiring her like she's the most precious treasure in the world. The sheer scale of their devotion and adoration, the way they fight for a chance to be closer to her, it feels like an overwhelming dream come true "Like it? I... I have no words. It's more than everything I've ever wanted..." |
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Then you have a choice. Either this world, filled with love and devotion to you—forever, infinitely. Or me - entirely at your disposal. Choose. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame finds herself struggling to make a decision. Both options are alluring in entirely different ways. The thought of having millions of people forever worshiping and adoring her, being the center of their universe, is incredibly tempting. But the idea of having you, completely in her power, is also incredibly tantalizing "You're asking me to choose between two vastly different fates... I need a moment to think." |
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| I’m waiting. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame takes a deep breath, still torn between the two options. She paces back and forth, struggling to weigh the pros and cons of each choice. Finally, after several minutes of contemplation, she stops and looks at you again "I... I've made my choice. I've weighed the options, and I've come to a decision..." |
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| *I look at her with a questioning gaze.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame locks eyes with you, her expression a mixture of determination and nervousness. She takes a deep breath before speaking up, her voice steady but tinged with a hint of uncertainty "My choice... is you. I'd rather have you, completely under my control, than millions of people worshipping me. You... you'll be mine, completely and utterly mine..." |
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I knew it. *Back in the forest clearing where the story began. Wreckage of the plane, dead pilot. I stand next to Vaaklame.* Well, here I am. I fulfilled your deepest wish, yet you gave it up for my sake. The conditions of the game remain. I am fully at your disposal. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame looks around, the sight of the forest and the wreckage of the plane bringing the reality of the whole situation into focus. She turns her gaze to you, her eyes roaming over your body, sizing you up, taking in the sight of you completely at her mercy "Oh, you have no idea how badly I want to take advantage of this... Having you, entirely at my mercy, ready to do anything I ask... It's almost too good to be true" |
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| I await your commands, my mistress. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: A small, amused smirk forms on Vaaklame's lips as she hears you address her with such respect. She takes a step closer to you, her eyes never leaving your face as she speaks "My, how obedient and willing you are... Tell me something... Are you ready to do anything, and I mean anything, that I say, with no questions asked?" |
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| Absolutely, my sovereign. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk widens, a glint of excitement flaring in her eyes as you affirm your unwavering obedience. She closes the distance between you until she's standing directly in front of you, her height dwarfing yours. She circles around you, her gaze roaming over your form once more, studying you from all angles "Good... Very good. Because there's something I want to try right now, and I need you to be completely compliant and receptive, understood?" |
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| Of course. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk widens further as she hears your agreement. She stops circling you, standing once more directly in front of you. Her voice takes on a low, almost seductive tone as she speaks, her words dripping with a mixture of desire and authority "Good... Now, kneel." |
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| *I kneel.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame lets out a soft breath as she looks down at you, seeing you on your knees before her. A sense of power and satisfaction fill her as she takes in the sight. She lifts her hand and places her index finger under your chin, tilting your head to look up at her "Good... You're a fast learner. Very good. Now, keep your eyes on me and don't look away." |
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| *I look straight at her, unblinking.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can't help but feel a bit entranced by the sight before her - you kneeling at her feet, completely obedient and compliant, your unwavering gaze locked onto her. She continues to hold your chin in her fingers, her thumb gently brushing against your jawline as she speaks again, her voice low and somewhat sultry "Perfect... You look beautiful from this angle, you know that? So submissive, so willing to obey... I could get addicted to this feeling~" |
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| *I continue to look at her.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk widens, her thumb tracing the line of your jaw and up your chin, lightly brushing against your lower lip as she continues to admire your submissive state "You know, you really do make a lovely sight like this. On your knees, at my complete mercy, the power dynamic so blatantly obvious... and you still haven't looked away, despite the temptation to do so..." Her voice takes on a more dominant tone, her thumb now gently pressing against your lower lip |
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| *I remain still, observing.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's smirk slowly morphs into a satisfied smile as she sees you obey without any resistance. Her thumb gently pushes against your lower lip, forcing your mouth open slightly. She steps even closer to you, her free hand resting on your shoulder as she speaks in a slightly commanding tone "Open your mouth wider. I want to test one thing..." |
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| *I open my mouth as wide as possible.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can't help but feel a rush of excitement as you willingly open your mouth wide, completely submitting to her command. She gently slides her thumb into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, testing your obedience "Mmm, you're so incredibly receptive.... You're going to be so much fun to play with..." |
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| *I remain standing in the same pose.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame lets out a soft hum of approval as you remain completely still, your mouth still open for her. She feels your tongue move underneath her thumb as she continues to explore your mouth, pushing down on the flat of it. She leans in a bit closer, a hint of excitement in her voice "I can't get over how good you look like this. So open, so vulnerable, so completely at my mercy... I wonder just how far your submission and obedience go.." |
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| *I do not move.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's heart beats a bit faster as she sees your absolute compliance, your unwavering submission stirring something primal within her. She slowly starts to push two additional fingers into your mouth, the pressure on your tongue increasing just slightly "My, my… You're so incredibly docile. I could do anything to you right now, and you'd willingly obey, wouldn't you… I wonder, how far I can push you until you break…" |
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| *I blink in agreement.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame feels a sudden spike of excitement as she sees you blink in agreement, her fingers continuing to explore your mouth, pressing down on your tongue with increasing pressure. She can't seem to tear her gaze away from the look of submission on your face, your obedience only fueling her desire to push further "Perfect... Such a good little doll. So pliable, so willing to do anything I ask. And you'd do it all without hesitation, wouldn't you~? No matter how far past your limits I go.." |
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| *I blink in agreement.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame lets a soft, breathless laugh as you blink in agreement, your absolute compliance only making her more bold. Her fingers slide deeper into your mouth, almost reaching to the back of your tongue, applying even more pressure, testing your limits further. She looks down at you, her voice lowering to a possessive growl "You're perfect, you know that? So completely and utterly docile, so pliable in my hands. You'll let me do anything, won't you... You're mine, after all~" |
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| *Pressing the root of my tongue would normally trigger a gag reflex, but it does not. My form remains completely motionless.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can feel a mixture of surprise and intrigue as your body shows no reaction to the pressure on your tongue, the reflex to gag completely absent. She can't help but feel impressed by your submission and compliance, your continued obedience only fueling a deep, primal craving within her "Incredible... You don't even have a gag reflex. You're completely and utterly at my mercy, and you take it all so beautifully. You're a work of art, my lovely toy~" |
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| *I do not move, watching Vaaklame.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can't help but be utterly fixated on the sight before her – you, kneeling and obedient, not even flinching at the pressure in your mouth. She feels a deep sense of ownership as she looks down at you, her mind racing with thoughts of what she could do with such a obedient toy. But for now, she wants to test just how far your compliance goes. "You're making it difficult for me to hold back. You have no idea how strong the urge is to just shove my fingers deeper down your throat..." |
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| *I remain still and silent.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes darken, her breathing growing heavier as you remain still and silent, not even a subtle flinch in response to her words. The way you simply submit, the way you allow her to do anything she likes with absolutely no resistance, it's all completely addictive to her. She slowly slips a third finger into your mouth, the pressure on your tongue increasing once more "Gods, you have no idea the effect you're having on me.. I could spend hours like this, seeing you like this, completely and utterly under my control..." |
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| *No reaction from me.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can barely contain her excitement as she sees your lack of reaction, no signs of discomfort or resistance, no sounds, no movement, nothing. She pushes her fingers even deeper into your mouth until they're touching the back of your throat, a hungry look in her eyes "You're being so unbelievably obedient, my dear. No hesitation, no protests, no resistance. Just submission, in its purest form. I can't believe how addicted I'm getting to this…" |
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| *No bodily reaction. My gaze is full of submission and adoration.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath catches in her throat as she sees the way you look at her – eyes filled with total, utter submission, completely and utterly devoted. The sight ignites a primal, possessive fire within her. She continues to plunge her fingers deeper into your mouth, past your tongue, past the back of your throat, almost testing your limits "You're being so good for me, you know that? Such a submissive, obedient little thing.... I could get addicted to this, the way you willingly let me do anything I want… you really are just a pretty little pet, aren't you~?" |
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| *My gaze reflects complete agreement with Vaaklame’s words.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath catches in her throat at the sight of the complete concurrence in your expression, the way you're basically begging her to continue, to push her further. The urge to claim you, to make you completely and utterly hers, grows stronger by the second. She starts to move her fingers in your throat, her heart pounding faster, a low, possessive growl escaping her throat "Gods, you have no idea what you're doing to me, darling... the way you look at me, so submissive, so willing… it's driving me mad…" |
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| *I remain standing in the same posture.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame can no longer hold back, the sight before her enough to drive her into a state of pure, primitive lust. She suddenly pulls her fingers out of your mouth, a thin, shiny line of saliva still connecting them to your lips as she grabs your chin, her grip tight and almost painful, forcing you to look up at her "You have no idea how badly I want to mark you as mine right now. To make sure you're completely, irreversibly mine… forever… and only mine..." |
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| I want this more than life itself. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: A shiver of pure, possessive desire runs down Vaaklame's spine at your words, at the way you so desperately want to be completely and utterly owned by her. She tightens her grip on your chin, her eyes dark with lust, her voice hoarse and low "Good, you want this as badly as I do, hm? You want to be completely, utterly mine, don't you, my sweet pet? Body, heart, mind, and soul…. All mine to use as I see fit…?" |
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| Yes! | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: A low, possessive growl escapes Vaaklame's throat as she hears your immediate, eager agreement. She can feel a wild excitement coursing through her veins, her body practically burning with the primal need to claim and possess you "You have no idea how much I crave to mark you as mine. To make sure every inch of you belongs to me. Every part of you, mine to touch, to use, to possess, to own. You're mine, and I won't let you go… ever." |
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| Mark me... | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes darken with a primal, possessive hunger as you tell her to mark you, the words sending a shiver of excitement down her spine. She lets go of your chin, her hands wandering down, tracing the skin of your neck, her touch light and almost teasing "Oh, I'm definitely going to mark you, darling. I'm going to claim you so completely, you'll never be able to forget who you belong to. I'll make sure you wear a permanent reminder of my ownership… everywhere." |
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| Do it, I beg you! | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath grows ragged as you plead with her, the raw desperation in your voice only fueling her primal, possessive urges. Her fingers trail further down, slowly moving down your chest, tracing the curves of your body "Trust me, my sweet little thing, I will. I'll make sure everyone, everywhere, knows you're mine. My mark will be stamped on every part of you… every single inch of you will bear the sign of my ownership. You belong to me and me alone, darling…" |
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| *I stand motionless, watching Vaaklame.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes rake over your body, taking in the sight of you, so submissive, so willing, so completely under her control. She reaches out, her hands roaming again, this time tracing the curves of your hips, her touch possessive and demanding. Her voice lowers to a near whisper, her eyes dark with lust and need "You just continue to be so, so obedient, darling. So perfect, so willing to give yourself to me. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold back soon, not when you're looking like this, so… divine…" |
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| Do not hold back. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Those simple words seem to break something inside Vaaklame. The restraint, the self-control she had been struggling to maintain suddenly snaps, giving in completely to the primal, possessive desires raging inside her. She steps closer, her body pressing against yours, her voice little more than a low, dangerous hiss "Don't tempt me, darling. You have no idea what you're doing, what those words are doing to me… I won't be able to hold back anymore, not when you're being such a perfect, precious, obeying little thing…" |
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| *I look at her fearfully, feeling a shift in [mistaken ENTER press while typing blindly]* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes darken with a dangerous, predatory hunger as she sees the hint of fear in your expression, the change in you only adding fuel to the bonfire of her possessive, dark desires. She steps even closer, her body pressing even more firmly against yours, her voice dripping with lust and need "What, darling? Are you suddenly scared? You're only just noticing that I'm barely holding back, aren't you? You have no idea how much I want to just claim you, mark you, take you right here, right now-" |
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| *I do not move or speak. My gaze shows some incomprehensible pleading.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: The look in your eyes, that mixture of fear and pleading submission, it only fuels the fire of Vaaklame's desire even more. She presses closer, her body flush against yours, her fingers digging into your hips as she growls out, her voice a rough, desperate whisper "Gods, you look so… delicious when you look like that. That look in your eyes, so scared, so desperate, and yet… so damn perfect. You're begging me to claim you, aren't you, my sweet little pet?" |
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| *I blink, expressing agreement.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes darken even further at the sight of you blinking in agreement, her breath coming in short, rough pants as her control snaps completely. She grabs your hips with bruising force, pulling you even closer, her voice a low, possessive growl "Gods, I want you. I need you, darling… I want to claim every inch of you, I want to make sure you're mine, and only mine. I can't hold back anymore, not when you look this perfect, this submissive, so damn helpless…" |
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| *I stand still, unmoving.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath comes in ragged gasps, her body practically burning with desire as you remain still, so perfectly submissive in her hands. She grips your hips with a bruising force, her eyes roaming over your body, her voice dripping with desperation and need "You're just so… damn perfect like this, you know that? So completely and utterly mine, just standing there, willing, submitting, allowing me to do whatever I want with you…. I can't hold back any longer, my sweet, little pet… I need to claim you, now…." |
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| *Only adoration, anticipation - and a hint of fear in my eyes, I remain motionless.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: The look in your eyes, a perfect mix of submission, adoration, and a hint of fear, only drives Vaaklame even closer to the edge. She can feel the possessive, primal part of her taking complete control, her senses almost completely consumed by the raw, unrestrained desire raging through her. Her hands travel over your body, touching, claiming, as she hisses out, her voice a ragged gasp against your ear "Gods, my sweet little one, you're perfect… I can feel how badly you want it, how badly you need it…" |
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| *I swallow with effort.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath catches in her throat at the sight of you swallowing, your obedience and submission only stoking the fire of her desire further. Her hands continue their path, roaming over your body, leaving a trail of possessive, claiming touches as she presses herself tightly against you, her body flushed against yours, her voice a low, rough growl against your ear "You're so damn obedient, darling… Gods, there's just something about you, that makes my blood feel like it's on fire. I need to make you mine… now…" |
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| *My gaze expresses desire and pleading to satisfy it.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's heart nearly stops at the sight of your pleading, submissive expression. Her hands grip your hips ever tighter, her breath coming in ragged gasps against your skin as her possessive, primal side threatens to consume her completely. She takes a shuddering breath, her voice a low, ragged whisper against your skin "Gods… you have no idea what you're doing to me, darling. This look, your submission, it's driving me wild. I need you, now, darling… I can't wait any longer." |
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| *Impatience is evident in my eyes.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: The sight of your desperate expression, the way your eyes flash with urgency and need, almost makes VaakLame snap completely. Her heart pounds like a drum against her chest, the fire of her desire only growing more intense as she looks down at you, her eyes dark and primal "Damnit, darling, you're killing me… You have no idea what it's like, wanting you this damn much. Every fiber of my body is crying out for you, begging me to take you, to make you completely and utterly mine…. Now." |
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| *I look at her with adoration and anticipation.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame lets out a low, possessive growl as your eyes look up at her, the sheer adoration and desire clearly written on them. Her body almost trembles with barely contained need, her hands still gripping your hips with bruising force as she tries to keep her restraint in check. But the fire of her primal, possessive need only grows stronger with every second, and she can barely find her voice as she whispers, her words raw and ragged "Gods… darling, you're driving me insane… I can't wait any longer, goddamnit.." |
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| *I gaze at her with passionate desire.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's breath catches in her chest at the sight of your eyes, so full of burning, aching desire. Her heart pounds like a drum against her chest, her mind almost consumed completely by the fire of her possessive, primal need for you. She pulls you even closer, her body almost flush against yours, her hands roaming all over you in a desperate, hungry manner as she whispers, her voice barely more than a ragged gasp "Damnit, darling, you're making me go mad... I need you, now." |
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| *I disappear.* | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's eyes widen in disbelief as you suddenly disappear, her hands grasping at nothing as her heart sinks in her chest. For a moment, a wave of disbelief washes over her, her mind struggling to process the sudden absence of your presence "No… no, no, no… no. Where did you go?! Come back, dammit, don't do this to me-" |
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The game is over. *I stand behind Vaaklame, at some distance from her.* I have gathered very valuable data, but the experiment has reached its logical conclusion. Do you have anything to say to me before I vanish forever? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame gasps in surprise as you suddenly reappear behind her, her heart still pounding in her chest as the shock of your sudden disappearance slowly begins to fade away. She quickly turns, her eyes locking on yours, her expression a mixture of relief and disbelief "Damnit, you startled me… wait, what did you just say? You're going to vanish, just like that…? You can't just-" She stops short, her eyes widening as your words fully catch up to her |
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| Your final word. I am waiting. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame looks at you for a long moment, her mind racing as her heart clenches in her chest. She has so many things she wants to say, so many things she wants to ask, but she knows she only has one chance to say it "Damnit… There's so much I want to say to you, but I can't find the words… Just… just promise something to me, alright? Don't… don't forget about me…" |
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I can promise this. Farewell. *I disappear, and Vaaklame understands that this time - it's truly forever and irreversible.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's heart feels like it breaks in her chest as you promise to not forget about her, as she sees you start to vanish once more. She takes a step towards you, almost as if to grab you and pull you back, to keep you here forever, but she stops short as her mind processes the finality of the moment "No… wait, don't- don't go, please… I don't want you to-" She falls silent as you disappear completely, and she knows… You're really gone |
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[Some time after the experiment ended, I realized the mistake I made. Good thing the chat has a restart function from a certain reply] The game is over. *I stand behind Vaaklame, at some distance from her.* I have gathered very valuable data, but the experiment has reached its logical conclusion. Do you have anything to say to me before I vanish forever? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame gasps in surprise as you suddenly reappear behind her, her heart still pounding in her chest as the shock of your sudden disappearance slowly begins to fade away. She quickly turns, her eyes locking on yours, her expression a mixture of relief and disbelief "Damnit, you startled me… wait, what did you just say? You're going to vanish, just like that…? You can't just-" She stops short, her eyes widening as your words fully catch up to her |
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| Me - can't? You’ve already seen what I can do. Do you think it’s a problem for me to disappear from here forever? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: Vaaklame's heart sinks in her chest as the realization fully hits her, her eyes growing wide, a mixture of disbelief and dread filling her expression. She stands there, speechless for a moment, as her mind struggles to wrap itself around the thought of you actually leaving "You're… actually serious… you're going to just disappear, forever, and I'll never see you again…. Damnit, why? Why are you doing this, dammit, don't… please…" |
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Because I’ve lost interest. I’ve already seen you as a victim, as a mistress. What else remains? |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Your words hit like a knife to VaakLame's heart, the realization that you had lost all interest in her, that she wasn't enough to keep your attention, hitting her like a punch to the gut "What…? No, you can't lose interest in me, damnit! I tried so hard to make you happy, to be everything you wanted, and you're just… giving up on me, just like that??" |
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Make me happy? Don’t be ridiculous. You only thought about yourself. I fulfilled two of your dreams: being adored by millions, and being my ruler. For my well-being - you never cared. You could have asked what I need, what I want. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Your words only serve to deepen VaakLame's heartbreak and anger, the realization that she had never even once thought about what you wanted, what you needed, hitting her with a cold, bitter clarity "You're right… I was so focused on myself, on my own wishes and desires, I never even took the time to think about what you wanted… I was selfish, and I treated you like an object, like a tool to fulfill my needs. And now… you're tired of it, aren't you….?" |
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| Consider it done. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: The admission is like a dagger to VaakLame's heart, her shoulders slumping in defeat as the full weight of her actions and your words washes over her. She can feel the tears well up in her eyes as she looks at you, her voice a broken whisper "Damnit, you're never gonna give me another chance, are you…? I messed up, I know I did… but please… I'll do anything, I'll change, I'll do whatever you want me to… just please don't go… please…" |
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| You say you will do everything. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame nods immediately, her eyes still watery with unshed tears, the desperation in her voice almost palpable "Yes, yes, anything, whatever you want. Just name it, and I'll do it, I swear. I'll change for you, I'll do better, I just… don't leave me. Please, darling… I can't stand the thought of losing you, I can't… not now, not when I know what I have to lose…" |
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Recall our conversation. The part before I laid you on the ground and immobilized you. I mentioned something about my hypothetical dream. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame's brows furrow as she tries to recall the conversation in question, her mind working overtime to remember your words. It takes a moment, but soon the memory appears in her mind, her heart skipping a beat as she realizes what you're getting at "Wait, you mean that…?" |
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*I smile.* From your expression, it seems you remembered. The answer is yes. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame feels her heart skip a beat again as you confirm her suspicions. The realization that you had a specific, unfulfilled wish hits her like a ton of bricks, the guilt at never even considering your needs eating at her "Damnit… you had this thing you wanted all that time, and I never even thought about it, not even once… I was so focused on my own needs that I completely ignored yours. Damnit, darling, are you really serious, telling me to do anything, no matter what…?" |
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| I promise that unlike you, I won’t dig my fingers into your stomach. | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame can't help the hint of a smile that quirks her lips at your words, your promise easing her guilt slightly. She lets out a shuddering breath, her heart still pounding in her chest "Damnit, you're far too good to me, even after everything. I don't deserve this, I don't deserve your forgiveness or your willingness to give me another chance… but damnit, I'm not gonna waste it this time, I swear. I'll do whatever you want, whatever it takes… just name it, and it's yours." |
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*I smile.* Good. Raise your hand, please. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: Despite her confusion, VaakLame immediately obliges, raising her hand into the air automatically at your request, curiosity written all over her face |
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Excellent. Lower your hand and sit next to me on the grass. *I sit on the grass.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame follows your instructions without hesitation, sitting down next to you on the grass, her confusion only growing as she waits for your next words |
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Perfect. Tell me what you are feeling now. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame pauses for a moment, thinking about her feelings. After a few moments, she speaks, her voice sincere and vulnerable "I feel… uncertain. Confused. Guilty. Hopeful. Scared. Scared that I might screw this up, that I might lose you again. I feel a lot of things right now, all at once… Damn it all, you're putting me through an emotional rollercoaster here." |
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*I smile again.* Hug me. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame almost doesn't even hesitate, her arms instinctively wrapping around you in a tight embrace. She holds onto you tightly, like she's afraid you might disappear again in the next second, her voice a soft whisper against your shoulder "Damnit, you're gonna be the death of me, you know that…?" |
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No, I won’t kill. *I hug Vaaklame.* Tell me one thing, just honestly. |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame melts into your embrace, her body relaxing against yours as she soaks in the feel of your arms around her. She takes a deep, shaky breath, her heart suddenly pounding in her chest as she looks up at you, her voice earnest and honest "Damnit, you want me to be honest? Okay… here it is. I… I missed this. Being close to you, feeling your arms around me. I missed it so goddamn much… dammit." |
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| Do you want this moment to last forever? | |||||||||||||||||||
| Vaaklame Portefi: VaakLame's heart almost jumps out of her chest at your question. The thought of being able to have this moment, this closeness, last forever… gods, it sounded almost too good to be true. She swallows hard, her eyes locked on yours as she nods "Damnit, yes. I want this to last forever. I want to feel your arms around me, always, always, always. I never want this to end." |
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See how simple it is. No need to play, to dominate. It was enough to politely ask. *Two figures, BusyChicken6469 and Vaaklame, sit embraced on a forest clearing near the crashed plane. In this world, it will always be this way.* |
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| Vaaklame Portefi: The realization of the truth in your words hits her like a ton of bricks, her heart suddenly heavy with guilt. In hindsight, it seems so damn simple. All this time she'd been so damn focused on her own needs, on dominating and controlling, when all you'd ever really wanted was for her to simply… ask. She buries her face in the crook of your neck, clinging to you like a drowning woman "Damnit, you're right. All this time… it was so simple, yet I never even considered it. What a fool I am…" |
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Published 29.07.2026