My dear friend Gera has a post up on her blog about a protest against violence in the sim Hard Alley.
Now, Hard Alley is place where the main theme is rape and hard, violent sex.
Of course, the protest is against places that cater to violence against women. I guess these folks don’t give a hoot about places that cater to violence against men.
Frankly, I’m a tad jealous of Unca Hard. You can’t buy advertising like this. Too bad they didn’t come to Dogan, we could use the publicity.
It was a hot day, I had just the hint of perspiration on my forehead as I walked across the barren sand towards Ma’am, the bank draft in my hands. “Ma’am,” I said, “just the person I was hoping to see.”
“You are happy to se me?” asked Ma’am, “why so?”
I handed her the bank draft, confirming a transfer of funds; “Well, I’m always happy to see you, but I have this for you, to confirm the transfer of funds as discussed.”
Ok, so lately, I’ve been hanging out a lot at the Dark Den. It’s an ultra-cool kidnap, rape, salvery RP sim. But, I will add with emphasis that it is not a Gor sim. I don’t really know what Gor is, I’ve never read any of the books. I keep meaning to pick one up, but never seem to actually do it.
Today, I got into a battle of daggers with a wench. She was not just a wench, but I could tell by her looks (and reputation) that she was a slutty wench to boot. Of course I defeated her. As she lay on the ground I chuckled to myself, her barely clothed body lay there, unconscious and utterly delectable. I grabbed some rope and bound her legs and feet, then attached a rope leash to her. My original intent was to try and sell her off. I could use a few lindens, and I thought with her unconscious, I could find some sap to pay for her. Unfortunately, the only ones around at the time were a couple of naked house slaves. And they just don’t have the kind of cash I was looking for.
I was bored and popped into Bondage Sex Dungeon (between the time I experience this, and now, the location has closed down 
) to see what was going on. The place is usually pretty busy, but I have to admit, mostly with n00bs. But they have a thing there called “The Real Slut: A Living Breathing Sex Doll.” It works like this, you get into it, and it shrink wraps you and puts you on display. Others can come by and kind of ‘try’ the merchandise. They can stick their fist in you, fondle your tits, or have your pussy probed. The device gives you a “brain implant” and when someone buys you, they have the controller, and can control what you do.
I had seen them around, but never actually used it, and I thought since I was mostly bored, I’d give it a try, so I got into one and put myself on display and for sale. I didn’t know it at the time, but when someone buys you, you get L$100. I don’t know how much it costs to buy someone though, maybe I’ll try it sometime and if I do, I’ll let you all know.
Anyway, this guy came up and was playing with the display. Oh, and this guy was a sight! He was tall, and broad and dark. He was wearing a suit, and leather arm bands! Oh, he looked so hot!
He reached up and groped my soft breasts. I moaned softly, feeling my nipples grow hard. He roughly squeezed my tits and seemed almost disappointed.
I was wondering around the Hard Alley School for Girls Gone Bad, wearing my new cheerleader outfit, when one of the Abusive Guards caught me.
“Hey!”, he demanded “do you have a pass miss?”
“Well, like, yeah, of course” I said, hoping I could just slide by this one time.
“Why don’t I believe you? Where are you coming from?” He was very stern, and I think he was already pissed off, so there really wasn’t going to be much of a way out that I could see.
“The…uhm…doctor?” I replied.
“Uh huh..and where are you going?”
“Like – duh – to class?”
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