What happens when I stop caring. Heavy abuse, shitty RPer

[05:40] Fox Chris: Hi
[05:42] Tristen Nightingale: Ahoy
[07:54] Fox Chris: Rp?
[07:54] Tristen Nightingale: It took you two hours to reply to that?
[07:55] Fox Chris: Yes felt asleep
[07:56] Tristen Nightingale: What would I gain from RPing with you?
[07:56] Fox Chris: A good dog when you are able to tame me
[07:59] Tristen Nightingale: You seem more like a bad dog.
[07:59] Fox Chris: Awww just when you cant handle me
[08:09] Tristen Nightingale smacks the oversized dog with the flat of her sword, right across his face. "You wanna be a good dog?" she says, contempt in her voice as she drives the toe of her boot into the mongrel's gut, doubling him over. The enchantments on the black and red leather that muffle footfalls muffle the kick as well, causing it to be a dull thump instead of the hard sound of leather on meat. "Dogs belong on the floor."
[08:11] Fox Chris: Aww you are good, would you mind when i start?
[08:12] Tristen Nightingale: I believe I just did.
[08:12] Fox Chris: Mhmm ok then i will continue, just let me go to my pc)
[08:15] System: Fox Chris is offline.
[08:15] System: Fox Chris is online.
[08:15] System: Fox Chris changed status to Looking
[08:15] Fox Chris: report pls
[08:16] Tristen Nightingale smacks the oversized dog with the flat of her sword, right across his face. "You wanna be a good dog?" she says, contempt in her voice as she drives the toe of her boot into the mongrel's gut, doubling him over. The enchantments on the black and red leather that muffle footfalls muffle the kick as well, causing it to be a dull thump instead of the hard sound of leather on meat. "Dogs belong on the floor."
[08:18] Fox Chris: *deep in the forest is a large fox tied to a tree with a leash and a collar, he lies on the floor relaxing but
still aggresive because humans tied him for 4 days without food and hes not able to escape on his own. As sie smacks her sword in his face and he land on his back so she is able to see his 9 inch cock with huge balls* how can you dare it to touchh me little whore
[08:25] Tristen Nightingale gives those oversized balls a kick, and then brings the heel of her foot down on the base of the cock. She grinds into it, leaning forward and putting an elbow on her knee, applying pressure and crushing the shaft against the animal's hips. "Because you're tied up and I'm not," she points out, pressing down for emphasis. "Lick my boot, doggy," she orders, moving from the animal's genitals to grab the scruff of it's neck and shove that muzzle to the ground beside her foot.
[08:30] Fox Chris: you will pay for that shit little girl *he yelp as she touch his balls amd ram her heels into his bodywhile he still growls. as she push his head onn the floor he slowly start to lick over her boots with his big rough tongue*
[08:35] Tristen Nightingale watches for a few moments, and then gives the animal a sharp kick to the face. "So..." she murmurs casually, putting one foot on the chain leash, pinning the fox to the ground by its neck. "Why should I let you free?" she wonders, toying with a knife. She takes off one of her gloves, and picks beneath her fingernail with the wickedly curved dagger, holding the glove beneath her arm. She doesn't even look at the animal, but she does put another foot onto his shoulder, driving him down into the mud. "Or maybe I should leave you where I found you."
[08:39] Fox Chris: listen little girl *he looks over his shoulder to her* when you free me i will not going to kill you for you disrespect restrained, but yuo should hurry or i will get mad *grab hjer leg and squeeze*
[08:49] Tristen Nightingale stops picking at her fingernails as the disgusting animal touches her, and she simply glares at him, unperturbed by the grip on her ankle. Without a word, she lifts her other foot and brings it down right on the side of the animal's head, then lifts her leg back again and drives it back down. Even through the muffling enchantment the strong kicks to the creature's skull make wet thumping sounds as she bashes it in the side of the head with her heel. After three solid kicks, she quickly kneels down, putting the curved blade of her knife under the animal's neck, pulling it back right against its throat as she growls quietly. "If you touch me again without my permission, mongrel, I'm going to skin you and turn your hide into a rug."
[09:06] Fox Chris: *hr growls and glare in her eyes* y..yes sure im sorry, what do you want from me human *he try to get free from her grab* just freee me then you can go
[09:10] System: OldFatJoe is offline.
[09:12] Tristen Nightingale gives a little kick and frees her ankle, but she leaves the knife at his throat a little while longer. Then she lightly drags it through the fur, letting the blade break the skin, cutting a thin, sharp line that's already bleeding before it starts to hurt. She walks around the dog, letting off the chain. She kicks him in the side and then stands over him thoughtfully, before reaching down to untie the red and black leather trousers she wears. A thatch of auburn hair is revealed, as well as the smell of arousal, and she shimmies out of them, pushing them to her thighs. "Oh my," the rogue muses, "I'm getting turned on from abusing such a helpless little bitch. Put that tongue of yours to use," she orders, leaning up against the tree. She grabs the chain, and roughly jerks the animal's neck for emphasis.
[09:20] Fox Chris: *as he notice her smell he whispers* iggggg fishy *he turns his head to the side* im not here for your pleasure, you should search a little boy for that job im a bit to big for a little girl *he lies down and yawns*
[09:25] Tristen Nightingale yanks the dog off the ground, and keeps pulling until the leash has no slack, that muzzle right in front of her crotch. "I bet a bitch like you would prefer a cock, wouldn't she?" the thief mocks, getting the animal up on his knees, then putting a well placed kick to its groin. "Either use that tongue of yours or I'm going to cut your fucking cock off, you useless pup. If you want me to free you, you'll earn it." As punctuation, she pulls tighter on the chain and drives her fist square into the eye socket of the fox, a solid left hook to the face. "Eat me out or I'll have a new rug."
[09:31] Fox Chris: *he growls and slowly start to lick over her pussy with his rough tongue* i dont like you *he push his tongue as deep as he can in her body* irgg that taste like male cum *spit on the floor*
[09:36] Tristen Nightingale can't help but laugh for a moment, and then jerks up on the leash, choking the animal and cutting off its speech. She takes the dagger out of her belt and holds the tip of it right next to the dog's eye. "Don't talk with your mouth full, bitch. You better get all that cum out of me. And if you aren't a better fuck than he is, you'll be just as dead," she warns, a dark smirk on her face. With such a pathetic mongrel lapping at her crotch, her face is going red, and she can't help but smile. "I think I'll mount you on my wall, too. Might be a nice edition to Breezeholme."
[09:40] Fox Chris: *he start to eat her out* i dont like the taste of male cum, let me impregnate you with mine and then search a human that can eat you out
[09:49] Tristen Nightingale flips the grip on her dagger, reversing it so that the blade hangs down. Then she reels back her arm and uses the handle of it like a weight, adding strength to her punch as she drives her fist back down into the fox's face. She lets go of the leash this time, punching him again hard enough to throw him back to the ground. The force of the blow is like taking a tree branch to a side of beef, a loud, wet thump that rings out in the forest. She lets her trousers drop and steps out of them. Without them or her boots, she's completely bare from the waste down. She continues her assault without letting up, stomping on the animal's swollen testicles, and then dropping to one knee on his stomach. The outer curve of the dagger is at his throat again, where the fur is already stained with blood, and more of it is coming from his now swollen eye. "Do you think I'm playing with you, bitch? Your choices are to do as I say or I leave you here to die." She growls, and presses the blade further, pushing the flat of it so that it begins to choke the dog while she straddles its waist. "Or maybe I do it myself. Do you understand me?"
[09:54] Fox Chris: *he lies on the floor and whimpers loud* y..yes i understand you please forgive me it will not happen again,i will follow your orders miss
[10:00] Tristen Nightingale gives a little nod and smiles, "Talos help you if you don't," she said, arching her back with a sigh. She grinds her sopping cunt on the creature's fur. Then she wiggles her hips back, until that oversized cock is nestled in her ass. "I've had orcs, but I suppose you'll do," Tristen murmurs, sliding back until she can feel bare cock on her lips. "You want to hilt yourself into me, don't you, bitch? I can feel how hot you are." The woman taps the tip of her knife on the wolf's snout, "but I want you to beg me first. Beg me to treat you like a toy and fuck you until I'm satisfied."
[10:03] Fox Chris: please take me as long as you want miss *move his muzzle to the side* i hope im good enough to please you *she can feel his knot poking at her asshole*
[10:12] Tristen Nightingale lifts her hips up and takes a quizzical glance at the canine's cock to double check that it conforms to the actual form and function of a canine cock. With a shrug, she slowly lowers herself onto it, one hand pressed against a furry stomach for support, the other spreading her lips. "You're pathetic," she says with a laugh, lowering herself down until that red rocket's tip slides into her wet, dripping cunt. she gives a strained, satisfied sigh, and another laugh, "but frankly I'm fucking horny. Something about beating you up gets me hot." Just to emphasis the point, she drives one fist down into the fox's belly. It makes her cunt tighten up as she does, and her hips rock with the motion. "I'm going to make you my punching bag," she decides, aiming the other fist square at the bottom ribs. The impact is hard enough that it causes a rib to crack. The sound is loud and sharp, but muffled, like a tree branch snapping under a heavy blanket. Its still loud enough to send the birds flying. It's an unimaginably painful experience, sending tendrils of pain all throughout the beast's chest. With every breath, the pain is renewed, making it impossible to recover from.
Tristen only laughs at that, getting wetter as she causes agony.
[10:18] Fox Chris: *he screams loud and breath exhausted* why you do that to me *he growls*i followed you ordern you monster
[10:23] Tristen Nightingale rides that fat animal dick, mouth open and letting out pants of excitement. Her cunt is wet and dripping on the fur, and her hips work overtime as she rides up and down the red shaft, feeling the inhuman shape of it. She closes her mouth for a minute, nostrils flaring with every sharp intake of breath. Then she lets loose, hocking a wad of spit at the animal. "My order is to shut the fuck up," she says with an uncaring laugh. She puts away the knife and leans down to take both of the animal's hands in hers, interlacing their fingers. She uses them for support as she fucks herself senseless. Then she squeezes the claws, and bends them backwards. "Move your hips, you bitch! Fuck me better! Give it to me, you worthless animal!" With every demand she bends the creature's wrist back further, until the tendons strain, threatening to break.
[10:27] Fox Chris: *she ram his wrist deeo in the dirt and moans loud while she trust him deeper in her body. he start to lift his hips so his dick slides deeper in her body* please not so rough miss *he drolls on the floor while the blood covers his fur on his neck*
[10:35] Tristen Nightingale just keeps riding that cock, her voice coming out in a laugh. She twists the fox's wrists, pulling them back down to its side. With a rise of her hips and a twist of her own hands, she dislocates both wrists with another painful popping sound coming from beneath the skin. The way it makes his body writhe makes her cunt tighten and twitch. A flooding, squirting orgasm comes out of her, and she leans back, rocking up and down as she rides through the climax. It's so powerful that she loses control of her bladder, a warm stream of piss coming out from between her legs. It becomes harder and harder for her to keep rocking and humping, and her efforts slow. Then Tristen leans back, grabbing those big, stuffed balls in one hand, fondling them. And she holds the knife up beneath them and calmly says "You have ten seconds to cum, or you'll never cum again."
[11:04] Fox Chris: *he widen his eyes and ram his dick deep in her body* wait please *slams it in her body as hard as he can while he start to shoot his sticky fox cum deep in her whomb with a soft moan* take it awaay please
[11:13] Tristen Nightingale lifts up, then settles her hips down, rocking them against the sticky fur. She lets out a long, slow sigh, like a skooma junkie getting a fix. Then her chest shudders with a quiet laugh, and she tightens her grip on the fox's heavy balls, pulling them away from his body. "'T-take it away, please!'" she mocks derisively, and the cold of the blade can be felt touching the sack. "Why would I want to let you go? You're broken, and worthless. And now you've cum for the last time..." she straight up cackles, throwing her head back, twisting the sensitive nuts in her hand. "This has been... well, not fun. Frankly, you were terrible. Worse than the last guy, really. So sure, I'l t-take it away..."
And with that the fox feels an excruciating pain, followed by emptiness. It's cold at first, no feeling. But that's just the shock setting in. Very quickly that cold turns to wave after wave of agony. One quick cut and the fox was nothing but a gelded bitch, bleeding from his new cunt. The rogue feels the cock inside of her rapidly shrink, and lifts her bloody hand to show off a pair of pink kidney beans covered in blood and wrapped in a wrinkled black leather. She makes a show of taking one from her palm, and then leans back her head and lets it dangle from the cord over her mouth, tongue hanging out. Then she drops it in, and crunches it up.
[11:18] Fox Chris: @.@ *he lies on the floow and pass out*
[11:30] Tristen Nightingale sets about hanging the animal in a tree by its feet, then slits its throat and lets it bleed to death. It takes a few hours, but once it's done, she sets about skinning it. It's difficult work pulling the skin off, since she doesn't want any rips or tears. The meat is likewise carefully cut, taking strips from it and hanging them to smoke over a fire that she set up while she was waiting. Still multitasking, while the meat smokes and cures, she takes the bundle of wolf hide down to the river to wash out the blood and cum and piss, and to take a bath herself. She wears the dripping hide back to her camp, using the skull like a hat. She already removed the eyes and brain, but it wouldn't hurt to get back to town and tan it properly. The journey takes a few days, but she makes it fine. In a few days, she's back in Breezeholme with a new plaque on the wall, mounted with a stuffed fox head.
"Isn't it a little... creepy?" Lydia asks her as they cuddle in bed together, the fireplace keeping them warm on the cold winter night.
[11:32] Fox Chris: (outch that hurts ^^)
[11:33] Tristen Nightingale: So do you feel bad at all?
[11:33] Tristen Nightingale: About the fact that your posts were kind of shit compared to mine, and that you can barely spell?
[11:33] Fox Chris: (yes miss i see you did what i deserve)
[11:34] Tristen Nightingale: Like, you didn't notice this [http://i.imgur.com/vJDmkep.png] when you PMed me?
[11:34] Fox Chris: i did ^^
[11:34] Tristen Nightingale: You realize you're a furry, right?
[11:34] Fox Chris: yes :3
[11:34] Fox Chris: i was surprised that you rp with me
[11:36] Tristen Nightingale: I wanted someone who's opinion didn't matter, and I wanted to see how brutal I could make it before you'd give up and NOPE away. To be honest I'm surprised you stuck it out, and I have to hand it to you, that's... something, I guess. But that begs the question of why the fuck you would have PMed me in the first place.
[11:36] Fox Chris: at least i satisfied you
[11:38] Tristen Nightingale: Not in the least.
[11:38] Fox Chris: i thought so
[11:38] Fox Chris: at least you showed me whos the boss
[11:39] Tristen Nightingale: I'm the exact opposite of satisfied, and the only reason I kept going was because I wanted to see how you could disappoint me next. I mean, when someone writes a fucking strong paragraph and you reply with *starts to eat her out*, how do you feel?
[11:39] Tristen Nightingale: Have you ever had a partner who was satisfied with you?
[11:39] Tristen Nightingale: And why do I get the feeling that being talked down to is your fetish?
[11:39] Fox Chris: mhmm a good question
[11:40] Fox Chris: you like skyrim
[11:40] Tristen Nightingale: How many people do you PM and you get the "does not want to receive messages from you" warning?
[11:41] Fox Chris: mhmm maybe 2
[11:41] Tristen Nightingale: Really? Colour me fucking surprised.
[11:41] Tristen Nightingale: But make it three, because once I'm done talking to you I'm going to put you on ignore so that you don't pester any of my dominant female characters again.
[11:42] Fox Chris: yes sure im sorry ^^ i thought about that the whole time so its ok
[11:43] Tristen Nightingale: Thought about what?
[11:43] Tristen Nightingale: I can barely even understand you.
[11:48] Tristen Nightingale: I just... I don't understand why someone would be so bad. You haven't got a fucking character, you completely ignored the fact that I say "No Furries", and you gave me this bullshit one line *asterisk* shit. How the fuck have you been on the internet any amount of time and not learned to NOT do that shit?
[11:48] Tristen Nightingale: Either way, I'm tired as fuck. So I'm done with this, and I'm not gonna deal with you again.
[11:48] System: Fox Chris has been added to your ignore list.