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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/R%26D:_Next</id>
		<title>R&amp;D: Next</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T20:55:21Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Several more tests are run including breast and nipple play, erogenous zones and oral capacity. They have yet to touch your most intimate area between your legs, the one that is …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Several more tests are run including breast and nipple play, erogenous zones and oral capacity. They have yet to touch your most intimate area between your legs, the one that is now traitorously wet from all the experiments. The inattention to your pussy doesn't last long. The doctor pulls out a metal rod attached to a wire and presses it against your clit. He presses a button and small, pleasurable electric shocks are sent through the little nub. At the signal from Susan he stops as you've already reached the required orgasm, but you're too tired from the pleasure to care.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Black out| Black out]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Nothing| Nothing]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Fuck_yes</id>
		<title>Fuck yes</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T20:44:41Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'There is no way you can lie back and let this happen.  &amp;quot;You discredit your gender.&amp;quot; you spit at the woman.  &amp;quot;Gag her.&amp;quot; she says and steps forward as the thug puts cloth round you…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;There is no way you can lie back and let this happen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You discredit your gender.&amp;quot; you spit at the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Gag her.&amp;quot; she says and steps forward as the thug puts cloth round your mouth. &amp;quot;I am liberating the people. Sex, the most natural desire, is no longer a taboo because of the work the SS Farm has done. I hope that soon you will see it and realize this. You may remove it once I am out the door.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You mumble obscenities through the cloth until she closes the door. Then you shout them till your voice is hoarse. Through your rage you don't notice the scientist rummage around the room, collecting things and another scientist walks through the door. The second scientist begins sticking monitoring equipment to you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;About to start full diagnostics. If subject could please refrain from talking through the session it would be greatly appreciated.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm not a fucking subject! I have a name!&amp;quot; you shout but are cut short from anything else as the guard in the room turns the electricity on in your collar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Stop it. You'll ruin the experiment. Dr Ben Brown heading diagnostics with Dr Susan Parks assisting. Anal capacity.&amp;quot; the doctor talks as he carries out his experiment making you even more apprehensive. &amp;quot;A basic lubricant is applied before insertion. If you would Susan.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You watch as Susan picks up a large jar or clear liquid. She scoops out a handful and moves towards your sensitive area, she reaches further down and rubs it between your ass cheeks, playing at your backdoor. The large amount of lubricant allows one of her gloved fingers to slip easily inside you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ready.&amp;quot; she says to Ben as she steps back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ben just nods and picks up a plastic rod with breaks down the side. He pushes a button next to him and you feel yourself tipping back and your legs rising, exposing your ass. The doctor lubricates the plastic and pushes it against your anus, with all the lubricant it slides inside easily. He then begins to expand it. You shift uncomfortably as the instrument stretches you till you can't bear it anymore and scream for the pain of being stretched too far.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You're jolted with electricity but the doctor doesn't continue to stretch you. He mutters a number and something about stimulation. He pulls out the stretcher and promptly inserts what feels like beads. He begins counting as he allows each one to pop past your sphincter. As much as you hate to admit it, it doesn't feel that bad. The beads start vibrating. More and more enter you, filling your ass. You start to wriggle against the beads and you feel heat rising in your cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Sir, she's having an orgasm.&amp;quot; says Susan.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What? Your pleasurable pursuit is cut short. You can't be having an orgasm, there's no way you would. Right...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perfect.&amp;quot; he says and removes the beads from your ass. You moan as they pop out of you one by one.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Next| Next]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/R%26D:_Fight_back</id>
		<title>R&amp;D: Fight back</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T20:13:20Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'There is no way you're going to stand for this. You're not a dog. You pull the chain from the scientists hands and prepare to attack him with it. But before you can do anything s…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;There is no way you're going to stand for this. You're not a dog. You pull the chain from the scientists hands and prepare to attack him with it. But before you can do anything shocks of electricity rip through your body sending you to your knees panting.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That really does work perfectly.&amp;quot; says a woman behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You turn and realize that the woman holding a tiny remote is the CEO of the SS Farm. You pull yourself to your feet with as much dignity as you can muster in the stupidly short and sheer nightie you're made to wear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What are you doing here?&amp;quot; you spit at the woman.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Just making sure everything is running smoothly.&amp;quot; she smiles at you. &amp;quot;Carry on.&amp;quot; she says to the scientist behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He moves forward to grab the chain again, but you whip round and lunge at him, collapsing just short at your are electrocuted again. The woman titters at you. She grabs the chain and hands it to the scientist, leading the way to an examination room. You're pulled along, the two shocks leaving you incapable of standing, you can just about crawl, humiliating you even more.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There's a guard inside the room. He picks you off the floor and ties you to the table, removing the handcuffs but not the collar.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I want full diagnostics run. Then she needs to be fully prepped for transference. She needs to be out of here in two hours.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yes mistress.&amp;quot; the scientist bows.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do you say anything?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Fuck yes]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Not this time]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/A_scientist</id>
		<title>A scientist</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T19:53:49Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Nothing interesting, you go back to what you were doing before. Reading. Until the footsteps stop at your cage and you hear the jingle of keys.  &amp;quot;You're going to be a good girl, …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Nothing interesting, you go back to what you were doing before. Reading. Until the footsteps stop at your cage and you hear the jingle of keys.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're going to be a good girl, aren't you?&amp;quot; the scientist seems nervous, you don't blame him you do have a reputation, but it really pisses you off when they talk to you like an animal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;And if I'm not? Will you spank me?&amp;quot; You ask dryly, the scientist licks his lips, you can tell he wants you. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Just stay back and put out your hands.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You decide to, sure you don't want to, but when the scientists want something they'll take it one way or the other and your pride can't handle the humiliation of being man handled by the brutish thugs that patrol the floor. The scientist opens the gate and walks in, pulling out a pair of cuffs. He puts them over your wrists and makes sure they're tight, perhaps a little too tight. You begin to walk but he stops you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Wait.&amp;quot; he commands.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You stare at him and raise an eyebrow. &amp;quot;Is something the matter?&amp;quot; you say with insincere sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The scientist doesn't answer but pulls out a collar and clips it around your neck before you have a chance to properly react. You curse yourself for being too slow. He attaches a chain to the collar and leads you out. You feel humiliated.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Fight back| Fight back]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Follow... for now]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/R%26D:_Female</id>
		<title>R&amp;D: Female</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T19:41:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'As a 'defective' female you get more attention than the males. Primitive research shows that women are easily trained because they want to be told what to do. It's just pseudo sc…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;As a 'defective' female you get more attention than the males. Primitive research shows that women are easily trained because they want to be told what to do. It's just pseudo science to placate the people, encourage women to join because they are made to believe they want to, that this is the only way to live.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You didn't buy in to any of it, you even stood up against the stupidity of the notion, but just as your voice was being heard, as your ideas were gaining speed, you 'signed up' as a trainee sex slave. It killed your career and any notions of independent thought.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As you weren't an official sign up they can't put you in training with the others, nor can they sell you as defective, you're defiantly too strong for that. So the high ups gave you to the scientists down below. They poke and prod you every day subjecting you to various stimulus. Occasionally you get tamers coming in to have a hand at breaking you, but your strong spirit sends them in to flurries of madness, most of them have never met a dom more dominant than them. It breaks them. You just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Still, you're better off than some of the others in here. Many are pumped full of drugs. Pleasure enhancing drugs. Several get addicted, most develop an insatiable lust. Everyone in R&amp;amp;D has to be kept away from each other, separated by cages to prevent continual copulation. It makes you sick.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You hear footsteps and look up with curiosity. What do you see?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A scientist]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A group of people]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Research_and_development</id>
		<title>Research and development</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T19:26:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Sex slave is a loose term. The farm does own you, but you turned out too wild to be trained. They say you're defective, you call yourself dominant.  What gender are you?  *[[R&amp;amp;D:…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Sex slave is a loose term. The farm does own you, but you turned out too wild to be trained. They say you're defective, you call yourself dominant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What gender are you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Female| Female]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[R&amp;amp;D: Male| Male]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/SS_Farm:_Sex_slave</id>
		<title>SS Farm: Sex slave</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T19:23:34Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'What kind of sex slave are you?  *Trainee sex slave *Owned sex slave *Research and development  Category:Welcome to the SS Farm'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;What kind of sex slave are you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Trainee sex slave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Owned sex slave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Research and development]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-07T19:21:16Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the SS Farm, here for all your sex slave needs. If you have any queries or questions please call our hotline now, or feel free to pop by for our hourly tours between 10am and 6pm, Monday to Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking about that next employee retreat, party, or night out? Consider us for that special time. Book now by calling Tim Blackbay. Like so many of us, he's always eager to please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a nearby resident you know all about the SS Farm, how could you not, growing up so close to it. You wake up as usual on a Tuesday morning to get ready for your job as a:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[News Reporter]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[SS Farm: Sex slave|Sex slave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Manager in one of the larger local firms]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Regular old cafe owner]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[What does my job matter? I'm just going to go have some fun]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Stand_your_ground,_say_no</id>
		<title>Stand your ground, say no</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-06T22:55:50Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;No way. Get away from me you creep!&amp;quot; you scream at Tom again.  He drags you in to the house kicking and screaming, deposits you on the floor and closes the door.  &amp;quot;Not willing t…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;No way. Get away from me you creep!&amp;quot; you scream at Tom again.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He drags you in to the house kicking and screaming, deposits you on the floor and closes the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Not willing to have a little fun?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Get away!&amp;quot; you shout again, turning to run, you're not sure where.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tom comes at you and to your surprise pulls down your underwear. Feeling naked you bend down to pull them back up but Tom has already picked you up and takes you back to your bed. He fully pulls of your underwear and buries his face in your snatch. Stunned you stop fighting for a moment. You can see Tom's smug smile as he licks your obvious arousal.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Stop it.&amp;quot; you say, a little weaker than you would have liked.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You try pulling away but Tom has his arms wrapped around your legs, as you attempt to weakly stuggle he gently inserts a finger in to your hot pussy. You can't help it, you completely loose all willingness to fight. He continues to lick and suck while you moan in pleasure at his magic touch. Just as you feel yourself reaching the brink he stops and moves up your body to kiss you. His mouth is covered in your juices and you can tell he's gone hard again. For a moment you're distracted by how impressive his come back time is. Then you hear the tell-tale sign of handcuffs and realise the mistake in letting pleasure rule you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You're now handcuffed to your bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What the hell are you doing?&amp;quot; you demand.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Having some fun.&amp;quot; is all the answer you recive.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tom reaches over to grab the vibrator and butt plug you were using the night before. He inserts the vibrator first and sets it on a low setting, low enough to keep you interested but not quite enough to scratch that itch, making you beg for more. He then lubes up your ass and pushes in the plug. He grins.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Still loose from last night. Perfect.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tom then moves about your room, looking for something. Material. He uses it to cover your eyes, leaving you in darkness. You have to admit, this is a little kinky. You hear him moving about, moving further away, the front door. Shit, has he just left you?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Pushes_you_outside</id>
		<title>Pushes you outside</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-06T22:37:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;What are you doing?&amp;quot; you ask as you make to go back in the house, but Tom stands in your way.  &amp;quot;You're still hungry.&amp;quot; he says plainly. The matter of fact way he states it sends …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;What are you doing?&amp;quot; you ask as you make to go back in the house, but Tom stands in your way.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're still hungry.&amp;quot; he says plainly. The matter of fact way he states it sends a shiver down your spine, you didn't realise he was this dominant.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No, I'm not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You try to get back in side but Tom has already grabbed your wrists. When you pause your struggle he lets go and puts pressure on your shoulders, forcing you down. You hadn't noticed before but he is completely naked, his semi-hard cock twitching in your face. You guess that you are still a little hungry and happily take Tom's cock in to your mouth. He gently rubs the back of your head as you lick the head of his cock while stroking it. As he hardens you begin to bob up and down, trying to finish him quickly as it's perhaps a little too cold outside. It takes a few minutes before Tom decides to grab your hair and use it aggressivly as he pushes you to gagging, just as he's about to finish he pulls out and sprays it all over your face.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Clean.&amp;quot; he commands and you suck him of the last few drops of cum.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Now I'm definatly not hungry.&amp;quot; you say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tom just grins. &amp;quot;Perhaps, but they are.&amp;quot; he nodded behind you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You turn and see several people staring over your gate, many you know.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Move out my way.&amp;quot; you demand from Tom but he grabs you by the wrist again and pulls you close so he's whispering in your ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're going to serve these people.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No way you perve.&amp;quot; you shout, but he slips his arm around you and holds you tighter.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;You're in the serice industry. You wouldn't want to disappoint customers and loose their loyalty. Besides, I know a lot of these people are generous tippers.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You want to say no, but it could give you a chance to earn some extra cash, you did want to go on holiday after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stand your ground, say no]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Give in, it's just oral]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_In_your_mouth</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm - In your mouth</title>
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				<updated>2016-04-06T22:18:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You suck greedily as he orgasms, grabbing your head and pushing it on to his pulsing cock as waves of his sticky cum slide down your throat. Even after he's finished you suck a little more, just to really finish him off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck.&amp;quot; the guy manages to say as he does up his trousers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Come back any time.&amp;quot; you whisper in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The postman licks his lips, and you know he'll turn up again tomorrow. He walks away, perhaps a little shakily and you smirk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A cough behind you draws your attention.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Damn, you completely forgot about the guy in your bed. You give a sultry smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I was hungry.&amp;quot; you shrug.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tom walks up to you and...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Closes the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Pushes you outside]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_In_your_mouth</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm - In your mouth</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_In_your_mouth"/>
				<updated>2016-03-27T01:32:15Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You suck greedily as he orgasms, grabbing your head and pushing it on to his pulsing cock as waves of his sticky cum slide down your throat. Even after he's finished you suck a l…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You suck greedily as he orgasms, grabbing your head and pushing it on to his pulsing cock as waves of his sticky cum slide down your throat. Even after he's finished you suck a little more, just to really finish him off.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Fuck.&amp;quot; the guy manages to say as he does up his trousers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Come back any time.&amp;quot; you whisper in his ear.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The postman licks his lips, and you know he'll turn up again tomorrow. He walks away, perhaps a little shakily and you smirk to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A cough behind you draws your attention.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Lay_back</id>
		<title>Lay back</title>
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				<updated>2016-01-30T22:16:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You don't really care, so long as he doesn't fall asleep. You let your head fall back on the bed and feel bliss wash over you as he laps at the honeypot between your legs.'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You don't really care, so long as he doesn't fall asleep. You let your head fall back on the bed and feel bliss wash over you as he laps at the honeypot between your legs.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/You_remove_his_underwear</id>
		<title>You remove his underwear</title>
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				<updated>2016-01-30T22:14:37Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Noting that he still has too many layers on you slid down his body, kneeling before him. You kiss across his abdomen and slowly removed the underwear that is hiding his large coc…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Noting that he still has too many layers on you slid down his body, kneeling before him. You kiss across his abdomen and slowly removed the underwear that is hiding his large cock from your hungry mouth. It bobs at half mast as you pull down the material. You grab the large rod with both hands and push your mouth over the tip, it instantly hardens and grows. You suck hungrily at the tip, swirling your tongue around, popping it in and out of your mouth. Your man begins to groan. You gently pump his shaft and suck greedily, barely able to fit the girth inside you mouth. The size fills you and you sign in pleasure at the thought of it plowing in to you, stretching you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You let go with one hand and begin to play with yourself. Your fingers come away wet and sticky. The man you're pleasuring puts a hand on your head and guides you himself, all you can do is keep your mouth open and he rams his cock in to your mouth faster and faster. It grows still and your eyes widen as you realize what's about to happen. Two hands now hold your head in place as hips buck and hot cum slides down the back of your throat. With the cock still pumping cum out all you can do is swallow the massive load. Finally he stops and lets go of your head. You stand up, annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I said no cumming.&amp;quot; you shout.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I have a quick recharge time.&amp;quot; he says and picks you up, depositing you on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What the..?&amp;quot; you struggle, but are momentarily stunned as he lifts you legs over his shoulders and buries his head between them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Keep fighting him]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lay back]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze_more_than_12%22_no:_No</id>
		<title>The Maze more than 12&quot; no: No</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze_more_than_12%22_no:_No"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:59:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Who cares about the questions, all you want is to be fucked senseless. The screen has finally stopped asking questions and it gives you a room number.  32  You take note of the n…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Who cares about the questions, all you want is to be fucked senseless. The screen has finally stopped asking questions and it gives you a room number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
32&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take note of the number.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Don't forget your recipt. Use it to pay on the way out.&amp;quot; The receptionist says and looks down at a magazine she's reading.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take the slip of paper that the desk spat out and look for signs that will lead you to room 32. As you walk down the hallways all you can hear is the calming sounds of soft music filling the space. You applaude the soundproofing for the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
After a few turns you reach room 32. Not sure quite what to do you knock. A tall dark man opens the door in just a pair of boxers.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Welcome.&amp;quot; he says and stands aside so you can walk in.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You see a surprisingly large room considering the sheer number of rooms the Farm must have in this building. A king size bed is against one wall, plenty of floor space. You see a few doors that must be cupboards containing all kinds of toys and equiptment, and a door left slightly ajar shows a dazzeling bathroom. You turn your eyes back to the man in front of you, figures that you'd be given a black man, not that your complaining, you've always liked the feel of their skin, almost like velvet. He's waiting patiently for you to make the first move. He's toned, but not chisled, and taller than you by a good few inches.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm really horny, so I'm looking for lots of fun, no finishing for a while. Multiple positions and toys are encouraged. I would like you to be dominating, but no tying up or spanking, or anything like that, unless I ask for it.&amp;quot; As you spout out rules anyone would think you'd done this before, which you kind of had, but who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course.&amp;quot; The man obliges willingly.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ready?&amp;quot; you ask, but get no reply. You shrug and kiss the man in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At once he wraps his arms around you and presses you against his body, making quick work of the few layers you have on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What happens next?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[You remove his underwear]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[He moves you to the bed]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze:_1</id>
		<title>The Maze: 1</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze:_1"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:40:19Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Which would you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze 1: Male| Male]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze 1: Female| Female]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze:_1</id>
		<title>The Maze: 1</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze:_1"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:39:35Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Which would you prefer?  * Male * Female   Category:Welcome to the SS Farm'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Which would you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Male| Male]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Female| Female]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_No</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm: No</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_No"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:38:40Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It always seems to surprise you that you live in a surprisingly safe town, given the traffic that the SS Farm gets. As usual you are uninterrupted as you take your jaunt towards the large complex of buildings. It must have been a special visiting day as it seemed to be busier than usual, more tourists with cameras, taking pictures and discussing the magical mystery that surrounds the SS Farm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You part from the crowd, where you want to go isn't near the main reception. While the SS Farm doesn't hide what it is, it doesn't advertise certain areas for the comfort of its customers. The Maze is one of them. It still gets a lot of traffic though, the reputation of the SS Farm lends itself to loose tongues and with such a hot commodity as sex, news travels fast, and far judging by the accents that you pick up as you near the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Maze, while foreboding in name is so called because of it's many rooms connected by similar hallways, it is extremely possible to be forever lost in its depths, if it weren't for the signs that guided you everywhere. You walk in to the reception.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's simple and clean, warm colours that invite you in and encourage you to stay and relax. A receptionist sits behind a long counter with several computer displays set in to the surface. You walk up to the receptionist who smiles warmly at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How may I help you?&amp;quot; she asks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm here to find a room.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course. You'll find all our options on the display in front of you. Just answer a few questions so we can match you to the perfect room. Any problems feel free to ask.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thanks.&amp;quot; you say and look down at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It asks: how many would you like?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze: 1| 1]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze: 2| 2]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze: more than 2| More than 2]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The receptionist is hot...]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze_more_than_12%22:_No</id>
		<title>The Maze more than 12&quot;: No</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_Maze_more_than_12%22:_No"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:36:04Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Do you have any other preferences?  * No * Foreplay  Category:Welcome to the SS Farm'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Do you have any other preferences?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze more than 12&amp;quot; no: No| No]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze more than 12&amp;quot;: Foreplay| Foreplay]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/More_that_12%22</id>
		<title>More that 12&quot;</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/More_that_12%22"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:29:23Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You want a real bitch breaker today. The thought of such a meaty cock pulsing inside you is already starting to turn you on.  Would you like to refine your choice?  *[[The Maze m…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You want a real bitch breaker today. The thought of such a meaty cock pulsing inside you is already starting to turn you on.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Would you like to refine your choice?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze more than 12&amp;quot;: No| No]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The Maze more than 12&amp;quot;: Yes| Yes]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_Male</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm: Male</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_Male"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:24:02Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Not feeling curious today you pick male. Another question pops up.  What size would you like?  *Below 4&amp;quot; *Between 4&amp;quot; and 6&amp;quot; *Between 6&amp;quot; and 8&amp;quot; *Between 8&amp;quot; and 12&amp;quot;…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Not feeling curious today you pick male. Another question pops up.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What size would you like?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Below 4&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Between 4&amp;quot; and 6&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Between 6&amp;quot; and 8&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Between 8&amp;quot; and 12&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[More that 12&amp;quot;]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Random| Random]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_No</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm: No</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm:_No"/>
				<updated>2016-01-30T21:19:15Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'It always seems to surprise you that you live in a surprisingly safe town, given the traffic that the SS Farm gets. As usual you are uninterrupted as you take your jaunt towards …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It always seems to surprise you that you live in a surprisingly safe town, given the traffic that the SS Farm gets. As usual you are uninterrupted as you take your jaunt towards the large complex of buildings. It must have been a special visiting day as it seemed to be busier than usual, more tourists with cameras, taking pictures and discussing the magical mystery that surrounds the SS Farm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You part from the crowd, where you want to go isn't near the main reception. While the SS Farm doesn't hide what it is, it doesn't advertise certain areas for the comfort of its customers. The Maze is one of them. It still gets a lot of traffic though, the reputation of the SS Farm lends itself to loose tongues and with such a hot commodity as sex, news travels fast, and far judging by the accents that you pick up as you near the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The Maze, while foreboding in name is so called because of it's many rooms connected by similar hallways, it is extremely possible to be forever lost in its depths, if it weren't for the signs that guided you everywhere. You walk in to the reception.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It's simple and clean, warm colours that invite you in and encourage you to stay and relax. A receptionist sits behind a long counter with several computer displays set in to the surface. You walk up to the receptionist who smiles warmly at you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;How may I help you?&amp;quot; she asks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'm here to find a room.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course. You'll find all our options on the display in front of you. Just answer a few questions so we can match you to the perfect room. Any problems feel free to ask.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Thanks.&amp;quot; you say and look down at the screen.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you decide?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Male| Male]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Female| Female]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The receptionist is hot...]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/You_were_dripping_before_you%27d_even_thought_about_touching_yourself</id>
		<title>You were dripping before you'd even thought about touching yourself</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/You_were_dripping_before_you%27d_even_thought_about_touching_yourself"/>
				<updated>2016-01-29T22:14:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'It was your fault you supposed. It had been a long time since you'd seen any real action. Porn and toys could only do so much. At times like these you were glad that the SS Farm …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;It was your fault you supposed. It had been a long time since you'd seen any real action. Porn and toys could only do so much. At times like these you were glad that the SS Farm was close by.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You get dressed for the occasion, no underwear, a thin top that shows your hard, pink nipples eager to play, and a short skirt. You step out your door and decide to walk to the Farm, it is a nice day after all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Does anything happen on your walk?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: Yes| Yes]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm: No| No]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/What_does_my_job_matter%3F_I%27m_just_going_to_go_have_some_fun</id>
		<title>What does my job matter? I'm just going to go have some fun</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/What_does_my_job_matter%3F_I%27m_just_going_to_go_have_some_fun"/>
				<updated>2016-01-29T22:06:27Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide to skip work, who really cares anyway? You woke up this morning feeling so horny that...  *You were so hard it was painful *[[You were dripping before you'd even t…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You decide to skip work, who really cares anyway? You woke up this morning feeling so horny that...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[You were so hard it was painful]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[You were dripping before you'd even thought about touching yourself]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm"/>
				<updated>2016-01-29T22:03:41Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the SS Farm, here for all your sex slave needs. If you have any queries or questions please call our hotline now, or feel free to pop by for our hourly tours between 10am and 6pm, Monday to Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking about that next employee retreat, party, or night out? Consider us for that special time. Book now by calling Tim Blackbay. Like so many of us, he's always eager to please.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
As a nearby resident you know all about the SS Farm, how could you not, growing up so close to it. You wake up as usual on a Tuesday morning to get ready for your job as a:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[News Reporter]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Trainee sex slave]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Manager in one of the larger local firms]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Regular old cafe owner]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[What does my job matter? I'm just going to go have some fun]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Stay_at_the_door</id>
		<title>Stay at the door</title>
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				<updated>2015-12-23T00:51:30Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Why bother moving inside, the boy looks like he's about to blow anyway, a few well placed licks and you'll be having a salty breakfast. You undo his trousers with one hand, reach…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Why bother moving inside, the boy looks like he's about to blow anyway, a few well placed licks and you'll be having a salty breakfast. You undo his trousers with one hand, reach down and pull free his hard member.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;But... people...?&amp;quot; The boy manages to say as he watches you descend on him.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;No one can see.&amp;quot; You smile, extend your tongue and drag it up the full length of his cock.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He shivers beneath you, and grabs the door frame for support. You lick again, then put your mouth over the tip of his cock and suck gently. Gradually you push more an more of his length in to your mouth, just about able to reach the base before you start gagging. The cock in your mouth shudders and you continue to work, massaging his balls as you push the cock in and out of your mouth. Suddenly it expands and you know what's cumming next...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Where does he come?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm - In your mouth| In your mouth]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[All over you]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/A_warmth_spreading_between_your_thighs</id>
		<title>A warmth spreading between your thighs</title>
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				<updated>2015-12-23T00:39:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You can't mistake the arousal you're feeling right now. You gently slide your hand down your stomach to play at your warm pussy. It tingles beneath your touch, and a slight wetness touches your fingertips. You turn your head and look at the man in your bed, continuing to lightly play with yourself as you take yourself back to the previous night. A night of so much pleasure you could barely walk afterwards, you screamed in ecstasy more than once, but after the third time, things started becoming a little blurry. As you begin to gently buck your hips against your fingers, you wonder if you have enough time for morning sex.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The doorbell rings]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[He wakes up anyway]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_postman</id>
		<title>The postman</title>
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				<updated>2015-12-23T00:38:25Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;He just stares at you, transfixed by your bare breasts, with that sort of behaviour you wonder if he's ever seen a pair before. Probably not, you muse, less of a man and more of a boy. Though you guess he's over twenty, his clean shaven face makes him look years younger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He stammers something and hands you a parcel, continuing to stare. He then suddenly seems to realise what he was doing and goes instantly red, trying to look at anything but you. You smile at his reaction and take a quick peak at the sizeable bulge in his tight fitting uniform.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Those look tight.&amp;quot; You comment, nodding your head in the direction of the bulge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The postman somehow blushes and mumbles something. He turns to leave but you grab his arm, turning him to face you and stepping closer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I can releive the preassure if you like...&amp;quot; you whisper in his ear. He makes no reply, prehaps too stunned by the sudden suggestion, but you can tell he is VERY interested in the idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stay at the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Invite him inside]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_postman</id>
		<title>The postman</title>
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				<updated>2015-12-23T00:37:51Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'He just stares at you, transfixed by your bare breasts, with that sort of behaviour you wonder if he's ever seen a pair before. Probably not, you muse, less of a man and more of …'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;He just stares at you, transfixed by your bare breasts, with that sort of behaviour you wonder if he's ever seen a pair before. Probably not, you muse, less of a man and more of a boy. Though you guess he's over twenty, his clean shaven face makes him look years younger.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
He stammers something and hands you a parcel, continuing to stare. He then suddenly seems to realise what he was doing and goes instantly red, trying to look at anything but you. You smile at his reaction and take a quick peak at the sizeable bulge in his tight fitting uniform.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Those look tight.&amp;quot; You comment, nodding your head in the direction of the bulge.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The postman somehow blushes and mumbles something. He turns to leave but you grab his arm, turning him to face you and stepping closer.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I can releive the preassure if you like...&amp;quot; you whisper in his ear. He makes no reply, prehaps too stunned by the sudden suggestion, but you can tell he is VERY interested in the idea.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Stay at the door]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Invite him inside]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/The_doorbell_rings</id>
		<title>The doorbell rings</title>
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				<updated>2015-12-23T00:23:29Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'The sudden noise brings you back to attention. Surprisingly, the man in your bed didn't wake up. You go to answer the door, just in case it's something important, just about mana…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;The sudden noise brings you back to attention. Surprisingly, the man in your bed didn't wake up. You go to answer the door, just in case it's something important, just about managing to to put on a pair of underwear before you pull open the door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who's at the door?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The postman]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Your friend Lisa]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/A_warmth_spreading_between_your_thighs</id>
		<title>A warmth spreading between your thighs</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/A_warmth_spreading_between_your_thighs"/>
				<updated>2015-12-23T00:14:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You can't mistake the arousal you're feeling right now. You gently slide your hand down your stomach to play at your warm pussy. It tingles beneath your touch, and a slight wetne…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You can't mistake the arousal you're feeling right now. You gently slide your hand down your stomach to play at your warm pussy. It tingles beneath your touch, and a slight wetness touches your fingertips. You turn your head and look at the man in your bed, continuing to lightly play with yourself as you take yourself back to the previous night. A night of so much pleasure you could barely walk afterwards, you screamed in extasy more than once, but after the third time, things started becoming a little blurry. As you begin to gently buck your hips against your fingers, you wonder if you have enough time for morning sex.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
But...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The doorbell rings]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[He wakes up anyway]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Pfft,_who_are_you_kidding,_you%27re_totally_like_them</id>
		<title>Pfft, who are you kidding, you're totally like them</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Pfft,_who_are_you_kidding,_you%27re_totally_like_them"/>
				<updated>2015-12-23T00:05:59Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You smile at the thought of all your escapades throughout the years, and knowing how to embrace the pleasure that sex gave you meant that university was a lot more fun. As you be…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You smile at the thought of all your escapades throughout the years, and knowing how to embrace the pleasure that sex gave you meant that university was a lot more fun. As you begin to visualize all those dirty times more clearly you feel:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A warmth spreading between your thighs]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[A bulge beginning to form]]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Category:Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm</id>
		<title>Category:Welcome to the SS Farm</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Category:Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm"/>
				<updated>2015-12-22T23:59:33Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Index of all the pages'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Index of all the pages&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Lean_in_to_the_kiss</id>
		<title>Lean in to the kiss</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Lean_in_to_the_kiss"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:28:22Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You can't help yourself, after all you've seen on the tour you're too turned on to deny yourself. You kiss him back. It doesn't take long before the kiss turns passionate and Mike begins to undo the zip at the back of your dress. You pull your arms out of the sleeves and let it fall to the floor before you grab Mike's shirt and pull it over his head. Within moments you're both naked and lying on the bed, kissing furiously. Mike rolls on top of you an positions himself between your legs, his surprising erection brushing at your moist lips. You shudder with pleasure at the slight contact and push yourself against him, suddenly needing the feel of his length and hardness inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike manages to stop kissing you for a moment to ask something. &amp;quot;Shall we try that experiment now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category: Welcome to the SS Farm]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Lean_in_to_the_kiss</id>
		<title>Lean in to the kiss</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Lean_in_to_the_kiss"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:24:07Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You can't help yourself, after all you've seen on the tour you're too turned on to deny yourself. You kiss him back. It doesn't take long before the kiss turns passionate and Mik…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You can't help yourself, after all you've seen on the tour you're too turned on to deny yourself. You kiss him back. It doesn't take long before the kiss turns passionate and Mike begins to undo the zip at the back of your dress. You pull your arms out of the sleeves and let it fall to the floor before you grab Mike's shirt and pull it over his head. Within moments you're both naked and lying on the bed, kissing furiously. Mike rolls on top of you an positions himself between your legs, his surprising erection brushing at your moist lips. You shudder with pleasure at the slight contact and push yourself against him, suddenly needing the feel of his length and hardness inside of you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike manages to stop kissing you for a moment to ask something. &amp;quot;Shall we try that experiment now?&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_Push_him_away</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm - Push him away</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_Push_him_away"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:15:44Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Ewww, he's your old uni professor. You leave and die alone.  The End'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Ewww, he's your old uni professor. You leave and die alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The End&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/I%27d_be_willing_to_try</id>
		<title>I'd be willing to try</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/I%27d_be_willing_to_try"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:14:48Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; Mike asks, perhaps a little surprised. A slight gleam fills his eyes. &amp;quot;So, why not try it now?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Ummm... because.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Because what?&amp;quot; Mike takes a step towards you.  &amp;quot;Be…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Really?&amp;quot; Mike asks, perhaps a little surprised. A slight gleam fills his eyes. &amp;quot;So, why not try it now?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ummm... because.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Because what?&amp;quot; Mike takes a step towards you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Because I don't know either of you.&amp;quot; you feel your face heating and begin cursing your choice of clothing, what is it about dresses that makes you want to thrown caution to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Cassie, you know me. And I don't know how you feel, but I know that I want to be more intimately acquainted with you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike takes another step towards you, snakes a hand around your waist and kisses you.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Lean in to the kiss]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm - Push him away| Push him away]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Never!</id>
		<title>Never!</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Never!"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:06:58Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with '&amp;quot;Never! It's disgusting and perverse.&amp;quot;  You storm out and die alone.  The End'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&amp;quot;Never! It's disgusting and perverse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You storm out and die alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The End&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_Matt</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm - Matt</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm_-_Matt"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T02:06:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You've always liked a guy with arms of steel.  &amp;quot;What about Matt?&amp;quot; you ask Mike.  &amp;quot;An excellent choice.&amp;quot; he leaves you to talk to the tour guide who smiles, nods and points to a f…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You've always liked a guy with arms of steel.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What about Matt?&amp;quot; you ask Mike.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;An excellent choice.&amp;quot; he leaves you to talk to the tour guide who smiles, nods and points to a fancy gold and red door.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike comes back and leads you to the door, picking up Jason along the way. Suddenly your sex addled brain picks up on what's about to happen, but you're so stunned that your old uni professor is here with you and a sex slave that you allow yourself to be dragged in to a disgustingly gaudy sex room. Once in it Mike turns to Matt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Could you give us a moment of privacy please?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Of course.&amp;quot; Matt replies politely and walks in to a room with a large tub.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;What the hell?&amp;quot; You suddenly find your voice.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I wanted to test their obedience.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;By having a threesome?&amp;quot; you hiss.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Huh?&amp;quot; Mike looks confused and you realize that perhaps you jumped to conclusions. &amp;quot;No... of course not.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh... ummm... good.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Good? Would you not like a threesome?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You say:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Never!]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[I'd be willing to try]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_Boy</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm- Boy</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_Boy"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T01:56:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Obviously, you're not adventurous enough for a girl. You look at the guys and shows and wonder who to choose.  The younger looking guy, probably barely 18, lanky, dark haired wit…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Obviously, you're not adventurous enough for a girl. You look at the guys and shows and wonder who to choose.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The younger looking guy, probably barely 18, lanky, dark haired with pointy features. His tag reads Jason.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A guy around 25, experienced, brown hair, slim frame but with true mustle definition. His tag reads Matt.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who do you choose?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Jason]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm - Matt| Matt]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_Sure</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm- Sure</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_Sure"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T01:51:26Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You shrug your shoulders and agree. You like experiments, especially when Mike is suggesting them.  &amp;quot;Pick one.&amp;quot; he says.  You look at the podiums and wonder:  *[[Welcome to the S…'&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You shrug your shoulders and agree. You like experiments, especially when Mike is suggesting them.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Pick one.&amp;quot; he says.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You look at the podiums and wonder:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm- Boy| Boy]]&lt;br /&gt;
Or&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm- Girl| Girl]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_No_way</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm- No way</title>
		<link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_No_way"/>
				<updated>2015-11-23T01:48:45Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;hr /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;You're disgusted by his suggestion and storm out, leaving your only chance at love. You die alone.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The End&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
((Come on, be adventurous))&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Welcome_to_the_SS_Farm-_No_way</id>
		<title>Welcome to the SS Farm- No way</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T01:47:55Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'Your disgusted by his suggestion and storm out, leaving your only chance at love. You die alone.  The End  ((Come on, be adventurous))'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;Your disgusted by his suggestion and storm out, leaving your only chance at love. You die alone.&lt;br /&gt;
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The End&lt;br /&gt;
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((Come on, be adventurous))&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Let_yourself_get_pushed_to_the_front</id>
		<title>Let yourself get pushed to the front</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T01:46:43Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;((Stupid internet deleted the post! Grrr. It will be fully typed up later. All you need to know is that there was sexy stuff))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike sidles up to you and whispers in your ear. &amp;quot;Would you like to try and experiment?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You reply:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[What do you mean?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm- Sure| Sure]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm- No way| No way]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Let_yourself_get_pushed_to_the_front</id>
		<title>Let yourself get pushed to the front</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T01:45:55Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with '((Stupid internet deleted the post! Grrr. It will be fully typed up later. All you need to know is that there was sexy stuff))  Mike sidles up to you and whispers in your ear. &amp;quot;W…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;((Stupid internet deleted the post! Grrr. It will be fully typed up later. All you need to know is that there was sexy stuff))&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike sidles up to you and whispers in your ear. &amp;quot;Would you like to try and experiment?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You reply:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[What do you mean?]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Sure]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[No way]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Go_to_Mike</id>
		<title>Go to Mike</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T01:13:00Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You decide to take the first move, you're so nervous that it seems like a good idea, until you reach Mike and can't think of anything to say.  &amp;quot;I've just finished. That was wonde…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You decide to take the first move, you're so nervous that it seems like a good idea, until you reach Mike and can't think of anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I've just finished. That was wonderful, thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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All you can do is smile.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Shall we head off then? We can take my car, I parked it just around the corner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mike steers you out the door and holds open his car door like a complete gentleman. You thank him and make small talk on the way to the farm. So close to the hours means there is a lot of traffic on the road and it takes a little longer to drive in and park. Mike gladly pays the entrance for the both of you, much to your refusal, and so starts your tour...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Even though you've always lived near it, you've never actually been to the farm and you find yourself surprised to see how homely it is, even if it did retain a weird sense of efficiency. A happy tour guide bounds along and greets you all.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I'll be showing you round today. The tour is only short, but there is a lot to see. I'll be showing you a few teaching rooms, then we shall proceed to look at some of the farms specimines. I shall ask that all phones remain off while you're on the tour, and please, no photographs. You can buy souviners at the end though. Please follow me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Isn't this interesting?&amp;quot; Mike says, grabbing your hand to drag you along.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You walk for a few minutes before the tour guide stops before a long mirror looking on to a classroom full of people.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Don't want to look]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Let yourself get pushed to the front]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Agree_to</id>
		<title>Agree to</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T00:59:05Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'What's the harm, perhaps he is just curious. Even if he isn't, it could get you out of the cafe for a few hours. &amp;quot;Sure thing.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Perfect. I'm starving as well, can you recommend …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;What's the harm, perhaps he is just curious. Even if he isn't, it could get you out of the cafe for a few hours. &amp;quot;Sure thing.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perfect. I'm starving as well, can you recommend anything?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;I always go for a smoked salmon begel.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Then I'll have one of those and a pot of tea please.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You take Mike's order then let him eat in peace while you warn the other employees that you'll be stepping out for a while and not to mess anything up. You run in to the back and spruce yourself up a little, thankful that you decided to put on a dress this morning rather than a pair of scruffy jeans.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What to do now?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Wait for Mike to come to you]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Go to Mike]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/One_of_your_old_uni_professors_walks_in</id>
		<title>One of your old uni professors walks in</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T00:53:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;He hadn't seemed to have aged a day, even if it was only a few years since you'd left uni. It was one of the younger professors, that combined with his voice, sweet temperament and excellent teaching skills made him the hottest commodity among the students. You have to admit that even you did have a bit of a crush on him, especially after he managed to explain 2nd order differential equations so elegantly during one class, that you almost orgasmed in the lecture theater. You can feel heat rising in your cheeks at the thought of that moment, you can even feel yourself getting a little wet between your thighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For a moment he doesn't recognize you, then his eyes widen and he beams a smile at you. You can't help but smile back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Cassy, I didn't know you worked here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah. It's my parents, I'm helping out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;That's wonderful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm... how can I help you professor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please, call me Mike. We're not in lectures anymore.&amp;quot; You feel heat rise to your cheeks again and all you can do is give a timid nod. Mike just carries on talking. &amp;quot;I'm out here for the SS Farm, it's become such a big thing recently I felt like I should take a visit.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh.&amp;quot; You feel kind of disappointed that even he would go see the farm. &amp;quot;Well have fun.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perhaps you can show me around?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Agree to]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Welcome to the SS Farm- Decline| Decline]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

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		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/One_of_your_old_uni_professors_walks_in</id>
		<title>One of your old uni professors walks in</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T00:51:12Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'He hadn't seemed to have aged a day, even if it was only a few years since you'd left uni. It was one of the younger professors, that combined with his voice, sweet temperament a…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;He hadn't seemed to have aged a day, even if it was only a few years since you'd left uni. It was one of the younger professors, that combined with his voice, sweet temperament and excellent teaching skills made him the hottest commodity among the students. You have to admit that even you did have a bit of a crush on him, especially after he managed to explain 2nd order differential equations so elegantly during one class, that you almost orgasmed in the lecture theater. You can feel heat rising in your cheeks at the thought of that moment, you can even feel yourself getting a little wet between your thighs.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
For a moment he doesn't recognize you, then his eyes widen and he beams a smile at you. You can't help but smile back.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Cassy, I didn't know you worked here.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Yeah. It's my parents, I'm helping out.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;That's wonderful.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Umm... how can I help you professor?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Please, call me Mike. We're not in lectures anymore.&amp;quot; You feel heat rise to your cheeks again and all you can do is give a timid nod. Mike just carries on talking. &amp;quot;I'm out here for the SS Farm, it's become such a big thing recently I felt like I should take a visit.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Oh.&amp;quot; You feel kind of disappointed that even he would go see the farm. &amp;quot;Well have fun.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Perhaps you can show me around?&amp;quot; he asks.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Agree to]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Decline]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Your_nipples_are_so_hard_you_could_cut_diamonds</id>
		<title>Your nipples are so hard you could cut diamonds</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T00:38:26Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You run to the bathroom to hop in the warm shower. A lovely way to start the day. Your morning routine goes off without a hitch and you head to your cafe. You thank whatever god …'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You run to the bathroom to hop in the warm shower. A lovely way to start the day. Your morning routine goes off without a hitch and you head to your cafe. You thank whatever god is out there that your parents were willing to let you live in their house on the outskirts of town, instead of being cramped inside the tiny flat above the cafe, police sirens going off at all hours of the night.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You open up the cafe at 9am. You don't get the work rush, but the tourists flying in to see the farm more than makes up the difference. Business carried on as usual during the morning, but when 2pm rolled around, something unusual happened:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[The cafe got VERY busy]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[One of your old uni professors walks in]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

	<entry>
		<id>http://72.14.177.54/Create_your_own_story/Managed_to_refrain_from_that_sort_of_behaviour</id>
		<title>Managed to refrain from that sort of behaviour</title>
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				<updated>2015-11-23T00:31:13Z</updated>
		
		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ebrie:&amp;#32;Created page with 'You shake your head of the memories from when you were a teen in high school. You were the last to loose your virginity in the school, even the younger years were more experience…'&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;You shake your head of the memories from when you were a teen in high school. You were the last to loose your virginity in the school, even the younger years were more experienced. After you moved out of the town to university (far, far away) you realized that what was a failing back home became your strongest asset, will power. though you had to admit, from the first time you had sex you were hooked. Unfortunately for you, life goes on and after uni you were called back to help the parents with the cafe so they could tour the world and cruise to their hearts content. You do resent them for that, but being back in the town has allowed you to begin writing a book on what it's like to grow up in such a close proximity to the farm.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
You sigh at all the memories and throw the cover off, forgetting you were completely naked in a cold room, so now:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Your nipples are so hard you could cut diamonds]]&lt;br /&gt;
*[[Your balls have literally shrunk to the size of raisins]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Ebrie</name></author>	</entry>

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