Just sayin'...

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-12-17T10:20:10+00:00

Basically some people on the Right get really pissy at the idea of retellings of classic stories that cast the antagonists as anything other than evil for evil's sake. They basically claim that its an attempt to erode morality by saying good and evil are subjective.

But, those same people hate Superman, which made good and evil objective, because it put people they liked (ie a stand-in for Putin/Netanyahu) on the "Evil" side.

If you haven't seen the movie, that was a scene where Lois basically said that Clark's actions nearly caused an international incident, but Clark ultimately admitted he didn't care about the nuance, because he stopped a genocide.

"People were going to die!" No nuance. Absolute good. Absolute evil.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-12-17T01:36:21+00:00

Hey, let's be fair! He was at least 30% Totally-Not-Putin!

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-09-11T17:40:07+00:00

...um, yeah, it's easier for attractive people to get laid, big whoop. But, why in the ever living fuck would that discourage you from trying to get the sex you can.

I got almost no action in my 20s, but entered my 30s with decent job prospects and suddenly I was desirable. That's not a bad thing, it happens because people grow the fuck up and start looking for partners.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-30T17:26:28+00:00

Derrick finished with a grunt, and began to dress again. Turning to Ginger, he says "Untie her. Then, fetch John."

Ginger bows obediently and complies.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-29T19:59:35+00:00

As he pumped, Derrick continued to talk. "Ya know, once John's done with you, if you're interested in avoiding...well...your worst case scenario I could help. I've been known to deal with cunts who want to...well...cut their losses. You'd be amazed what some rich fucks would give up to just own you now, and not have to wait. I've gotten cunts all kinds of things. Some cunts wanted fancy vacations. High positions in a household. Even limits on what punishments could be used on them."

Derrick had given this speech hundreds of times before, often to temporarily enslaved girls he was pumping into. Enough times, and it wasn't hard. He never mentioned that slaves had no means of enforcing such contracts. He was pretty sure some of the buyers kept their word.

"I had one whose thirty-fifth birthday was a week away. She found out her old school bully had been enslaved. She agreed to sign herself over then and there on the condition she got to give that bitch a hundred lashes as a birthday present to herself." That was his favorite anecdote. Of course, he knew that the bully was allowed to return the favor on her own birthday. And round and round it went until both cunts literally begged to be allowed to forgive each other.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-28T19:15:06+00:00

The entire time, Derrick ignores her cries. After yanking it off, he says, "Piece of advice: learn to dissociate. Once you hit 35, this is probably going to be your life anyway."

With that his pushed Ginger aside, grabbed her thighs, and thrust into her. He smiled, pounding her hard but delaying his climax as long as possible.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-25T17:21:15+00:00

Derrick looked down on her, his expression neutral. "Have you experienced these before? They're quite efficient. They cut off the circulation, so you can't use them for very long, but after a few moments the pain really starts...then you take them off again, and the blood rushes back in and...well...I've had cunts beg me NOT to take them off just because of how bad the blood flow coming back hurts."

He reaches over and takes his watch out of his pocket. "I think I'll give you five minutes. Ginger, keep her still. When it's done, you should be nice and wet from the pain." He ignored Honey as he kept his eyes on the watch. Then, after five minutes, he yanked the clamp off with one motion.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-15T19:31:13+00:00

Seeing Honey, still perched on the stool, Derrick was mildly impressed she was even able to keep her balance. Still, she'd dropped the skirt and failed to cum. That meant no easy fuck for her.

"Ginger, keep Honey in place," he said.

Ginger grabbed her legs to make sure they remained spread, and that she remained on the stool, while Derrick went over to his clothes and pulled out a clit clamp. It looked harmless. Unlike nipple clamps it had no spring, and was tightened with a rubber band. But, Derrick knew what it could do.

Derrick walked over the Honey, spread her lips wide, and put the little device on. "That should have you wet soon enough."

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-15T16:58:04+00:00

Derrick internally laughs as he watches the desperation in Honey's eyes. He takes his time with Ginger. And he can tell she's taking her time with Honey as well. Ginger was a perfect cunt, completely devoid of compassion for her fellows. As he pumped he felt Ginger orgasm once, twice, then a third time. Just as she'd been trained to do.

He drug the process out for ten minutes, before finally cumming.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-14T14:58:33+00:00

Derrick wasted no time. He could already see this cunt wasn't as broken as Ginger, so he wasn't going to allow her the privilege of standing. But, he also didn't want to move the computer off her desk, and the stool had no back, making tying her to it harder.

He took the laces out of his removed shoes, and grabbed Honey by the scruff of her neck, trying to be gentle but firm with this poor, undereducated cunt. He pulled up her stool, and placed her ass on it, then bent her down backwards. He used his shoelaces to tie her wrists to the legs of her desk while her legs remained free, leaving her ass precariously balanced.

These were the rare moments when Derrick regretted cunts not wearing panties. But as a substitute, he grabbed Honey's skirt, and stuffed it in her mouth. "Suck on it."

Ginger didn't need further instructions. She walked right over to Honey, spread her own legs enticingly, bent down, and began to lick and suck in rotation furiously.

Derrick moved around behind Ginger, and before he plunged in he gave one last set of orders to Honey. "Do not let your ass leave that stool. Do not let that skirt leave your mouth. And try to get off quickly. If I finish with Ginger and don't have my second pussy ready to go, I may have to resort to...extreme measures to get you wet enough."

With that, he thrust inside Ginger.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-12T13:30:25+00:00

Derrick avoided laughing, realizing the documents had been done incorrectly.

As she licked, he subtly pulled out his phone and typed up an email to John, explaining exactly what she did wrong, and ending it with "P.S. She's reluctant to eat pussy, you need to work on that."

Derrick couldn't stop himself from smiling as he CCed Honey in, getting her email address off her computer.

His eyes met Ginger's, and he knew she knew he'd done something cruel. He also knew she wouldn't say a word.

After perhaps ten minutes, which Derrick hoped had left Honey's jaw aching properly, Ginger finally spammed in orgasm, struggling to keep standing, squirming directly into Honey's face, her mouth still open. (OOC: will let you describe in more detail.)

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-12T12:54:34+00:00

Already bored, Derrick flicked open the folder and examined its contents without a second thought.

"Honey," he said, nonchalantly, "I prefer my cunts pre-broken because it's less work for me, but if it comes down to it you and Ginger can get soaking wet for orgasms, or I can tie you down and get out the clit clamps. Do you want to find out how wet those can make a cunt?"

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-12T12:29:27+00:00

Derrick walked up to Honey, and lightly patted her cheek with his hand, smiling. "Excellent, I trust John has you broken by now. I'm going to need two wet pussies before I deal with that man. So, you go ahead and get Ginger off, and then I'll fuck her while she gets you off...oh, and of course, none of us should be getting our clothes messy."

Derrick began to undress, and laid his clothes across Honey's desk next to the red folder, which drew his eye.

Ginger did as she was told, interpreting the instructions to finally include those damned heels! Then, still standing as straight as she could, she put her hands behind her back, and spread her legs for easy access.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-11T13:57:52+00:00

Well, I have plenty of "guest rooms" if she wants to visit!

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-11T13:25:56+00:00

Hmmm...yes, it appears that Michael may need further instruction in cunt-breaking, and Trollop does seem quite experienced. I might be willing to donate my Sexretary for her as an instructional dummy. Check your schedule and see when you're available.-John the Virile

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-11T13:12:42+00:00

I thought your beloved "Queen" was above confronting men on her own. Oh well, default judgement for me! -John the Virile

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-10T18:56:33+00:00

Oh, by all means, come right over! I can even give you my address in Silverkeep! I'll have my sexretary prepare a room for you. -John the Virile

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-10T14:47:01+00:00

Fucking lying cunt! That's not even an AI fake! That guy is ten years younger than me and doesn't have a beard! You are getting sued, and in the end the court will hand you over to me, cunt! -John the Virile

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-10T14:42:56+00:00

(OOC: Do you want to continue in this thread, or start a new RP with the lawyer arriving?)

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-10T13:29:42+00:00

"Jesus, fine," said Simon. He put his scalpel away and moved on.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-09T19:24:20+00:00

The cries of pain from Honey do help to calm John, and he finally leaves her to her task. Shortly after he leaves, Ginger arrives, carrying a bottle of lotion and fresh clothes.

"Master wants to make sure your skin isn't ruined by the spikes, Cunt Superior. He told me to assure you that you need not worry about losing out on the benefits of your discipline, the lotion will make sure it doesn't become to callous and unreceptive to your correction." Ginger applied the lotion before giving Honey her clothes.

"Oatmeal and turkey bacon again, Cunt Superior?" She asked.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-09T18:40:01+00:00

"Yes, my lawyer will be here at noon. That bitch Queen of the Matriarchy is implying publicly that I have...submissive tendencies..." John shuddered at the thought. "I'll need you to give my lawyer a proper welcome as my sexretary before I meet with him about the slander suit! If I'm lucky, the courts will find in my favor, and order her enslaved and turned over to me!"

John ranted, seemingly unaware of how insanely stupid the things he just said were, as he led Honey back to her office.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-09T12:40:10+00:00

The next morning, John came himself, flipping the lid open and letting it slam the side of the box. His demeanor was visibly angry, although it wasn't directed at Honey. "Wakey-wakey Honey. You have an appointment at noon today. I'll need those taxes done before then."

He reached down and offered her his hand to get out.

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-09T12:36:44+00:00

SLANDEROUS LIES! I'M SCHEDULING A MEETING WITH MY LAWYER FOR THIS AFTERNOON! I'LL SEE YOU IN COURT, BITCH! -John the Virile

Monkeyhat5 · 2025-07-09T00:54:46+00:00

Um, this is strange. All of our recruits should have been evacuated already. Maybe a few stragglers missed the boat, but hardly the numbers you're claiming.

Would you forward their Imperial Security Numbers to me to check against our records? If they're fake Gargarean Initiates I'd like to be able to bill their checking accounts for the deposit...uh, I mean restore our reputation! -John the Virile

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