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Devilla-Roche
Supernova
- Joined
- Mar 18, 2013
- Location
- Norway
Nine months had passed since Devilla Roche’s parents’ death. Since that sorrowful day, Devilla became a billionaire after she was willed the full extent of her mother and father’s money. With the money bequeathed to her, she purchased a sizable estate on a parcel of land that went as far as the eye could see in every direction. The main house was built to look like a castle and it was replete with amazingly furnished bedrooms, many bathrooms, and rooms with names such as the “Drawing Room” and “Smoking Room.” It even had lower levels that were, for all intense purposes, a dungeon. Devilla had all of the comforts of a woman who was not only worthy of a lavish lifestyle, but had also moved up to the very upper echelon of society through her money and now her seemingly vast real estate holdings.
Her estate was nestled in the far reaches of the interior of Norway and Devilla was now like a Norwegian princess. Her money bought her many jewels and furs. She had quite the staff, including a butler, a driver, and several maids. All of those on her payroll were oddly, women.
Since before her grandparents were born, there was a great shift in the world. The colder regions of the Earth were occupied by those who were more intelligent human beings who, not only were quite good looking and refined, but were also more educated and were the natural born leaders over the warmer regions of Earth. The people who roamed these regions were not as well off as those in the colder regions. They were also not as good looking and became to be known as the “jungle people.”
Devilla had never met any jungle people, let alone come to own one. But all of that was about to change.
In her efforts to live the good life, if you will, Devilla wanted to join the prodigious Century Club. This was a club for not only the richest of the richest, but it was for the most intelligent people in the coldest regions of the world. It was for the urbane, who had a fair amount of culture. And, it was for those who had a willingness to do incredibly unjust things, such as owning other human beings – mainly for sexual satisfaction.
And it was that aspect, owning a “wild human” or a human that roamed the warmest sections of the Earth that was to be the next big change in Devilla Roche’s life.
In order to join the Century Club, Devilla had to pass a series of tests. She had to be found worthy of admission and included was her indoctrination, which had much to do with bringing a sense of sexual deviancy to her way of thinking. The last test was to find, hunt, catch, tame and train a wild human into being her fur-sissy-boy. Upon, the completion of her own indoctrination and being fully brainwashed as to her new role in life, Devilla set out to find herself a fur-slave-boy.
Somewhere in the Amazon…
Devilla has been, with her guide, looking for the perfect fur-sissy-boy. She has tracked a few of these “wild humans” but has not found the right one. Then, on an early September morning she sees who will be her fur-sissy-boy. He is slim like many other wild humans, but is strong. He is tall and is far more handsome that many of the others she has seen. With long brown hair and green eyes he looks fairly handsome – more so than the average wild human.
The chase is on and she has her special tranquilizer gun at the ready. Her guide follows and Devilla hopes for a clear shot. The pace is steady and this wild human will not slow down. Through the rubber trees and the thickly vined forested floor, she loses him, but then gains the upper hand in this chase. Devilla is on the high ground, draws her gun and aims.
~pphooot~
The dart makes contact with the tall, lanky fellow. He becomes frozen as the tranquilizer fills his body. Soon he will fall to the ground and find himself in a different place, far away from the jungles of the Amazon……
Her estate was nestled in the far reaches of the interior of Norway and Devilla was now like a Norwegian princess. Her money bought her many jewels and furs. She had quite the staff, including a butler, a driver, and several maids. All of those on her payroll were oddly, women.
Since before her grandparents were born, there was a great shift in the world. The colder regions of the Earth were occupied by those who were more intelligent human beings who, not only were quite good looking and refined, but were also more educated and were the natural born leaders over the warmer regions of Earth. The people who roamed these regions were not as well off as those in the colder regions. They were also not as good looking and became to be known as the “jungle people.”
Devilla had never met any jungle people, let alone come to own one. But all of that was about to change.
In her efforts to live the good life, if you will, Devilla wanted to join the prodigious Century Club. This was a club for not only the richest of the richest, but it was for the most intelligent people in the coldest regions of the world. It was for the urbane, who had a fair amount of culture. And, it was for those who had a willingness to do incredibly unjust things, such as owning other human beings – mainly for sexual satisfaction.
And it was that aspect, owning a “wild human” or a human that roamed the warmest sections of the Earth that was to be the next big change in Devilla Roche’s life.
In order to join the Century Club, Devilla had to pass a series of tests. She had to be found worthy of admission and included was her indoctrination, which had much to do with bringing a sense of sexual deviancy to her way of thinking. The last test was to find, hunt, catch, tame and train a wild human into being her fur-sissy-boy. Upon, the completion of her own indoctrination and being fully brainwashed as to her new role in life, Devilla set out to find herself a fur-slave-boy.
Somewhere in the Amazon…
Devilla has been, with her guide, looking for the perfect fur-sissy-boy. She has tracked a few of these “wild humans” but has not found the right one. Then, on an early September morning she sees who will be her fur-sissy-boy. He is slim like many other wild humans, but is strong. He is tall and is far more handsome that many of the others she has seen. With long brown hair and green eyes he looks fairly handsome – more so than the average wild human.
The chase is on and she has her special tranquilizer gun at the ready. Her guide follows and Devilla hopes for a clear shot. The pace is steady and this wild human will not slow down. Through the rubber trees and the thickly vined forested floor, she loses him, but then gains the upper hand in this chase. Devilla is on the high ground, draws her gun and aims.
~pphooot~
The dart makes contact with the tall, lanky fellow. He becomes frozen as the tranquilizer fills his body. Soon he will fall to the ground and find himself in a different place, far away from the jungles of the Amazon……
, sorry poeple for my bad english, hope you understand what I worte 
