Culture Directory – Austin Bunton Designs

Inisfree is not a city designed to appeal to everyone; rather, it is the ideal environment and large dream-house (private property) of just one person. Our culture is His culture.

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Table of Contents:

Directory of Links
Inisfreean Social and Educational Levels
Before You Begin Any of That
Forever Young; the Pinnacle of Health
Attire
Community
Hygiene
Fitness
Dancing
Climbing
Cuckolding
Making Love to Foreigners
Falling in Love
Sexy Gift-giving
Ingesting Sperm
Respect
Conversation
Summary
Regarding the Flag
2022 Updates
How Outlander and Inisfreean Responses Differ in Various Situations
2023/+ Updates
Cultural Concepts (Images Begin)

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Directory:

Calendar and Holidays: we lined them up from every nation on Earth
City Dances: like ‘flash mobs’, except not always as a surprise; come dance with us in public out along the streets and rooftops!
Concerts: we love our music, and have the finest musicians performing at several venues
Congresses Directory: four different Congresses are hosted in our city
Disneyworld-style Landscaping: seeing is believing; flower art at the highest level
Homecoming Celebrations: our own Starfleet gets the royal treatment each time
Inisfreean Culture: everything you see on this page
Inisfreean Languages: we are omniglots, and invented a few of our own
Inisfreean Protectorates: beyond alliances, there are other realms we assist
Inisfreean Religion: no force, pressure, or recruiting; ours is entirely voluntary
Naming Convention: how Inisfreean-born children are given unique names
Outdoor Raves: often in the canyon with one of the cliff-dwellings neighborhoods
Parade of Nations: for our Olympic Games
Weddings in Inisfree: for the naturally polyamorous and brave-at-heart
Welcoming Ceremonies: like a State Fair, but just for you

The above-links focus on specific items within our culture, while the rest of this webpage’s content outlines the basics/overall.

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Inisfreean Social and Educational Levels:

Grades 1-10: Batchlings
Grades 11-14: Hatchlings
Grade 15: Damsels (Junior Varsity)
Grade 16: Dames (Varsity)
Post Grade 16: Liberty High School Graduates
Post Grade 18: Tantric Academy Graduates
Post Grade 19: N.W.O. Military Boot Camp Graduates
Post Grade 20: Master Females

Our culture includes a comprehensive education usually in this sequence of grade-levels.

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Before You Begin Any of That:

It is part of our culture to maintain our lifestyle by pre-screening potential visitors. Before anyone learns, practices, or experiences in-person any of the following, they are screened for full compatibility with us.

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Forever Young; the Pinnacle of Health:

Inisfreeans (ICVs) are all females who eternally look like sexually-mature pre-teens and teenagers in perfect health (with one exception; their Creator, the Governor, who is an adult male and at least a foot taller than any of them). The Inisfreean society and culture, thereby, is almost entirely bisexual (all females in our realm being this, and all males being hetero’), and all of these Inisfreean girls engage in daily orgies with hundreds or even thousands of their Inisfreean sisters (at a time; sometimes our hangouts have that many participants). Inisfreeans hold free love, polyamory, ‘cuddle puddles’, sleep-overs, and orgies to be paramount. Their existence is the cloning industry’s greatest ‘proof of concept’; undeniable, verifiable, endless evidence that cloning, like anything else, can be and has been perfected. Because of this, Inisfreeans tend to shy away from any contact with races or species which do Not make use of genetic engineering and cloning technology –for the same reasons that, in Star Trek, some humanoid empires ignore planets whose races have not yet demonstrated at least a beginning usage of warp-drive technology. All that (ensuring we form well and then interact lovingly with our whole bodies) is a big part of what keeps us in/at the pinnacle of our health, always looking as prime/young as Outlander-humans do before their flawed society and educational system corrupt their thoughts and pollute their bodies into states of decay (which they foolishly inaccurately call “aging”).

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Attire:

Inisfree is a nudist resort, so everyone is almost always nude. There are some exceptions to this rule, however, such as themed dance clubs which encourage (and sometimes require) certain fashions to be worn to match and complement the overall ‘look and feel’ (theme and atmosphere) of the establishment. In these instances, couture is always worn; clothing specifically designed and tailored to each individual’s body dimensions and ranges of motion. An example of this attire is the Rykä shoes brand offered in Inisfree’s mall, and the Kno clothing brand which makes clothing to accentuate all natural curves of a fit human female, helping girls and women alike to show off and seduce with the many artful wonders they are born with and meant by destiny to share and inspire by. In other words, Inisfreeans and their female guests dress in the most feminine of ways –during the few times when clothing is permitted in Inisfree, such as while visiting or gogo-dancing in the city’s themed dance clubs.

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Community:

Inisfreeans almost always shower, bathe, sleep, walk, sit, and eat together; in small or large groups. Most of their gatherings are effervescent parties, and whenever someone in Inisfree sits or lies down, whether in a public or private place, the Inisfreeans nearby will always stop to snuggle and make love with them unless words, gestures, or other signs, such as subtle body language or aura vibes request them not to. There is always a strong sense of belonging, purpose, and togetherness. The Inisfreean community is very open, loving, naturally upbeat, and outgoing. As the nexus of the entire Megaverse (all Universes in all dimensions of Creation, sometimes referred to as the Omni-verse), Inisfreeans also try to weave in the finest aspects of all other communities and cultures into their own, helping to extend their community out into many thousands and even millions of others, such that guests from nearly anywhere will find familiar and appealing things in their incredibly eclectic city. Thus, the community of Inisfree is much like that of Disney World or any major port and trade city or entrepôt planet.

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Hygiene:

Inisfreeans (ICVs) hand-wash and tongue-wash each other (in bathtubs and showers alike (some of their showers being waterfalls)), and usually lick their teeth and gums (and the teeth and gums of their fellows and guests) clean, producing an effect comparable to speedy vampiric healing after a drink of fresh blood. Like some animals, such as dogs, their saliva is antiseptic. Unlike other animals, their saliva is also virtually a universal cure; anything it touches is almost instantly restored to its healthiest state. This is why Inisfreeans kiss wounds before dressing or otherwise treating them, and why their dentists use French kissing instead of metal picks and the other dental tools Outlanders (humans outside Inisfree who are not compatible with us) are more familiar with. Check out Inisfree’s Dental Facility here. And expect to find Inisfreeans showering about twice each day, and offering to shower and bathe with you anytime you mention it.

Only females hand-wash or massage males, excepting only when a male washes himself.

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Fitness:

Inisfreean believe in holistic fitness; everything is interconnected, tied together, and mutually affecting. In order to be truly, fully fit, one must be physically fit, which includes the mind (as the mind is part of the brain, which is part of the body). The mind also includes the emotions and spirit, as Inisfreeans consider emotions to be a natural part of most creature’s brains, and as Inisfreeans consider the spirit to be the essence and overall attitude and drive of any given creature. So, to be fit in Inisfree, one must have the spiritual, the emotional, the mental (or ‘cognitive’), and the physical all figured out and balanced, and Inisfree has a number of facilities, such as their Holistic Hospital, designed to help with all of that. This is also why all Inisfreeans are upgraded versions of Registered Companions; why they are experts in dieting, nutrition, exercise, massage, sex, music, sleep, relationships, psychology, and a long list of other subjects.

Inisfreeans exercise throughout their school, academy/university, and military training years, but not because they need to in order to maintain their physiques; Inisfreeans instead exercise because their king finds it to be sexy, and when they do what he loves, both of them remain at their peak levels of emotional and spiritual fitness.

And since sex is seen as an integral, key, and critical part of fitness, as it is scientifically proven to be the best form of exercise, therapy, and stress relief, sex, like any other form of exercise, is daily enjoyed in nearly all public and private places within Inisfree. In France, you will see people enjoying blowjobs in city parks. In Inisfree, you will see them enjoying nearly every type of sex. An example of this sex-based fitness is how Inisfreeans do sit-ups; nude, paired up, both in each pair sitting up simultaneously to French kiss for a second before going back down to repeat this cycle. For crunches, an Inisfreean girl will have her partner kneel straddling her so that each time she brings her chest and head up, she will be sucking in more of his cock or, if her partner is a girl, French kissing her pussy. Yoga in Inisfree, of course, is almost always nude tantric partners yoga.

Inisfreeans regard gymnastics and exotic dancing virtually the same way Americans regard football, and how Italians and Brazilians regard soccer.

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Dancing:

Inisfreeans learn dozens of styles of dancing starting as early as their elementary school years, and continue dancing throughout their lives. They also include guests of Inisfree in public dance events; the parties called ‘city dances’, in which roving groups of dancers fuse their favorite styles of dance with Le Parkour and Free-running. This is one of the reasons Inisfreeans are regarded as being the only creatures as nimble and lithe as the Asparas.

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Climbing:

Inisfreeans love to climb things, and that is one of the reasons almost all of their stairwells (called A.I.O.W.s) include ropes and ladders, with the stairs and elevators generally being avoided. Inisfreeans also climb up the sides of buildings to and from their balconies, and to and from the rooftops of their houses and apartments, as well as up into or down out from tree branches. Most of the city’s silo clusters include indoor climbing gym walls, and in order to graduate from Inisfree’s educational system, one must, among other things, demonstrate their prowess in climbing at various stations of the city’s famous obstacle course.

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Cuckolding:

Inisfreeans do not marry, but on special occasions, sometimes their king does. He and all married guests of Inisfree enjoy what is called ‘wife swapping’; during parties and other gatherings, such as before group meals, instead of just holding hands and saying a prayer or raising a glass and giving a toast, they make love to each other’s wives so that no one feels jealous, left out, frustrated, or otherwise held back; all natural urges are encouraged and protected in the safe environment that is their home, Inisfree. This lifestyle, also known as ‘cuckolding’, is done in private on smaller levels, as well; married couples in Inisfree will often enjoy increasing their sexual drives and general energies, magnifying their auras and sharpening their senses, by briefly teasing one another by pairing up or having orgies with other partners, sometimes in front of their spouses, and sometimes far across the city, ‘sexting’ (sending sexy photos as text messages) each other until they are practically trembling with excitement and desire, bursting with cum, readier than ever to reunite with their mates. This is why you will almost always see husbands and wives in Inisfree holding hands, flirtily playing, and going home with husbands and wives not their own, for in their Outlands realms, such things are not always possible without alarming, sometimes overwhelmingly foolish, judgmental, even dangerous reactions from insecure, jealous, ignorant, exaggerating (sometimes even hypocritical) neighbors.

*All cuckolding in our realm is ethical and polite; it is not our orientation or nature to participate in or allow the derogatory/insulting subset of this fetish/kink/lifestyle.

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Making Love to Foreigners:

Beyond orgies and focusing their love and sexual attentions on fellow clones; members of the genetically-perfected self-engineering communities, Inisfreeans also fuck and have orgies with members of all sexually compatible species across the Universe. Like the Asari, Inisfreeans have sex with any creatures they deem acceptable; extremely attractive, arousing, etc.. With the Asari, the Inisfreeans engage in almost constant sexual activities of the most impressive caliber. All of the sexiest girls of the humanoid species represented in the Congresses based out of the Auzdome are also favorites as Inisfreean fuck-toys. If you are a guest of Inisfree, expect the sexiest girls you have ever imagined to routinely, eagerly ask you in casual conversation if you want to make love. It doesn’t matter if you are a total stranger to them; they will offer it to you every single visit and every single day (when they can tell you are in the mood; it is never pressured).

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2024 January note: Sex tourism?
We also enjoy its subgenres of beastiality tourism and rape tourism; we go wherever compatible creatures are, and where either we can easily get away with raping rude hotties, or where locals will help us capture and tame such hotties, often they then selling or gifting us those females.
Sex with consenting humans is fine, but sex “hits differently” when it is with or around at least one person who doesn’t like it but is powerless to stop us (we obviously only wanting to rape those who deserve it; Outlander human females who were or would have been rude/prudish to us).

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Falling in Love:

Inisfreeans naturally love as many people as they are socially compatible with, but do not use the term ‘giving their heart to someone’. Instead, they believe in keeping their heart for themselves, while loving with all their might every person who loves them, too. Inisfreeans stay in love no matter the trials they may face, and fall back in love as easily as the first time, such as after parting ways with people, which they always consider to be temporary (Inisfreeans are immortals, after all) and part of the natural, healthy, wise cycle and season of things. When those they love love other people, and when they have sex with other people, whether in secret or public, this makes Inisfreeans love them even more, for Inisfreeans love to see people enjoying one another, especially to the levels of lovemaking, even if it is just a casual quickie. You will also frequently hear Inisfreeans telling people they love “I love you!” either in a breathy, hungry whisper, or a giggly tone loud enough for those around them to hear, and always with a starry-eyed gaze of wonder and light toward the eyes of whomever they are saying those special and electrifying words to. When you cum inside an Inisfreean girl, expect to hear her blissfully moan or yell this to you as she girlishly clings at your body or the bed-sheets around her.

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Sexy Gift-giving:

Inisfreean girls and human kajirae (female pleasure-slaves) are handed out as party-favors and door-prizes at the end of each A.D.O. (Inisfree’s sorority) apartment party. For Inisfree’s version of Christmas, these girls are often exchanged inside festively wrapped boxes, or sometimes with just a diaphanous red or green bow tied around their body in such a way as to keep all of their pussy and breasts revealed. The free women of Inisfree give themSelves as gifts like this, too, as well as the kajirae entrusted to their care as temporary gifts for their guests, ensuring all guests of Inisfree feel welcome, accepted, and wholly loved and desired. Inisfreeans and their guests also give each other daily sexual gifts, such as oral sex and threesomes, never calling them ‘sexual favors’, for Inisfreeans don’t much believe in such terms due to their modern negative connotations.

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Ingesting Sperm (Semen):

When in Inisfree, all females are offered a glass (1 to 2 cups; 8-16 fl.oz –1 water bottle typically containing 16.9 fl.oz., by the way) of fresh cum with every meal (if they want it), as well as for snacks, appetizers, and general refreshments.
(Female) Vampires are offered shots of cum (1 shot-glass = 1.25 fl.oz; 0.15625 of 1 cup) in their goblets of blood the same way Outlanders are offered shots of coffee in their coffee-shop drinks.
Baptisms in this city are also done with cum, rather than water, and it is common for the girls being baptized to gulp down as much of the cum as they are horny to (typically 1 or 2 water-bottles’ worth; ~33.8 fl.oz; 4.225 cups). (Only females get baptized in our realm, obviously.)
Many/most females visiting Inisfree will swallow a pint (2 cups) to a quart (4 cups) of delicious cum per day (we always making sure the cum in our realm tastes the way they prefer); hundreds of mouthfuls (avg. female swallow = 14cc; 0.473396 fl.oz., thus 4 cups = 32 fl.oz, which is ~68 swallows for the avg. female in our realm, and 200/+ swallows for such a female means ingesting ~95 fl.oz., thus 11.8349 cups), while Inisfreean girls will swallow even more (based on how many residents and/or guests want to watch them doing so), sometimes doing keg-stands for it (always with kegs full of cum instead of beer). (Reference: 1 standard beer-keg = 1/2 “barrel”, which is 15.5 gallons, and 15.5 gal. = 248 cups –or 4,191 swallows for an avg. female of ours.)
And since the Inisfreeans are masters of molecular gastronomy and genetic engineering, they know how to make each squirt and glass of cum taste perfect to each guest’s taste buds –even to “super tasters”.

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Respect:

Inisfreeans honor and interact in accordance with the customs, courtesies, and traditions of the Outlands realms they sometimes visit, as well as the laws of those realms, provided they do not force Inisfreeans to be around gross people or in unkempt quarters, and provided those laws do not pressure Inisfreeans to do unsexy things, such as eating unhealthily, or harming Outlanders beyond what is necessary for training such as conditioning. This international and interplanetary form of respect goes so far as to include Star Trek’s ‘Prime Directive’; Inisfreeans do not make themselves known, nor do they interfere with the natural developments of other realms (with a few exceptions, such as preventing ecological or planetary suicide, as the humans of Earth almost caused), and almost always speak only the languages and dialects of the places in which they explore (which is why virtually no one outside of Inisfree has ever heard the Inisfreean language). Likewise, all guests of Inisfree are required to interact in accordance with the customs, courtesies, and traditions of Inisfree, and the Inisfreeans maintain a special acclimation and orientation program through their city’s Receiving Facility to help newcomers do so comfortably.

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Conversation:

Almost everything each Inisfreean says is brilliantly designed by supercomputers (i.e. their brains and their city’s main supercomputer) to be laced with deep and multiple meanings, the more prominent of which are always sexual innuendos. Inisfreeans are playful and teasing, but always just long enough to ensure amazing sexual love erupts all around them. You will often find the Inisfreeans in any situation being the life of the party, or helping others to be, and just as often see them cutely and sexily smirking, grinning, winking, kissing, licking, beckoning, posing, vogue-ing, and so forth, all while speaking in the most musical, classily suggestive, and confidently arousing of ways.

Examples of how we talk in Inisfree:

Sexy girls say: “Would you like to take me out on a fuck-date?”
“Let’s fuck on the way to the beach, then fuck at the beach, and then fuck on the way home.”
“I loved watching you fuck her. You two are so beautiful together.”
“Which of my sexy friends would you like me to help you hook up with and marry next?”
“I worked really hard on making my room in Inisfree perfect to your liking, my king. Is there anything else I can fine-tune for you?”
“My girlfriends are really interested in you. Shall we browse their FOB-Book profiles to see if you’d like to use any of them?”
“Would you like to go with me to the mall so I can strip in public and try on any outfits you want to fuck me in?”
“I’m feeling pretty ‘naughty’; wanna join me in the Underway?”
“What do you think about just lounging around and fucking all day?”
“That gift you got me was wonderful! May I please fuck you to express my gratitude?”
“Your pet (slave; kajira) is so beautiful! Is it alright with you if I fuck her a while?”
“I’ll have my sexiest girlfriends send us their best images. If you like any of them, we can video-chat. If you decide to inspect any of them further, I’ll summon them so they can strip in front of you and pose on your command. I promise I’ll only contact those who have perfected their bodies to your standard.”
Sexy girls say to Auz: “May I please expose myself to you so that you can determine if we are compatible?”
“If you’d like to inspect, judge, and critique me, I would really appreciate your wisdom and input.”
“Do you want to take a break and fuck away some stress with me?”
“There are typical offensive Outlanders out at that location; shall we purge them before we go on an expedition there?”
“Thanks for letting me fuck your friends. I had a great time! I love you so much. Let’s fuck to celebrate it going so well.”
“I really loved feeling inside your pussy today,” I (Auz) tell my fuckbuddies. Those girls beam (genuinely smile very big and proud) as they reply, “Thank you! I really loved you being in there.”
Auz says to any/all of his wives, girlfriends, daughters, and other female FWBs: “I’ve arranged some fuck-dates for you. I’ll have the attending ICVs film it all so we can enjoy it more than once.” Those females always then reply with huge smiles and ‘smiling/brightening eyes’, “Yes! Thank you so much! I love you! You’re the best! I can’t wait to show off for you all! I know I can satisfy you. Shall I invite any of my girlfriends and sister-wives?”
Sexy girls say to Auz: “You know you are my #1 forever; you are my god, the real one.”
Sexy girls say/offer to anyone in the Inisfreean realm who mentions not yet having overnight arrangements: “Ii know a place you can stay tonight. ; D –inside Me! : D”

As you can see, in Inisfree it is all about being literal, direct, and sex-positive with compatible people who have all the right standards and values.

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Summary:

Thus, Inisfree’s culture may be summed up by the term ‘The Inisfreean Way’, which basically means the lifestyle of people who keep themselves fit and presentable, sexy and stylish, and who choose free love, loving multiple people, being nudists whenever possible, hand-cleaning one another, sleeping in naked groups for warmth and aura synergy, and being the pioneers of all things healthy, beautiful, arousing, satisfying, delicious, aromatic, and couture.

he·don·ism

/ˈhēdəˌnizəm,ˈhedənˌizəm/

noun

noun: hedonism

the pursuit of pleasure; sensual self-indulgence.

synonyms:

self-indulgence, indulgence, pursuit of pleasure, pleasure-seeking, lotus-eating, epicureanism, epicurism, self-gratification;

lack of self-restraint, intemperance, intemperateness, immoderation, overindulgence, overconsumption, excess, extravagance;

luxury, the high life, high living;

sensualism, voluptuousness;

la dolce vita;

rare sybaritism

antonyms:

self-restraint

PHILOSOPHY

the ethical theory that pleasure (in the sense of the satisfaction of desires) is the highest good and proper aim of human life.

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Regarding the Flag:

The flag of Inisfree is never lowered. In the Outlands, such as in the fallen and rebuilt USA, sometimes it was considered respectful to lower the flag in honor or acknowledgment of people who had recently died. Inisfree is a place of deification, immortality, and eternity, though; there is total stability here, and that is represented by our flag always being raised to the top of the flag pole, never “half mast”.

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2022 Updates

Natural Default Compatibility and Unity: All the people in Inisfree get along perfectly together. All Auz’s wives, girlfriends, fuckbuddies, flings, and kajirae love being with each other, too, seeing one another as sisters and lovers. No matter who Auz sleeps with and cums in each day and night, all those girls are happy about this because they have natural compersion for him and one another; what makes him and their fellow hotties happy is what makes them (themselves) happy.

Universal Alignment and Support: Everyone in Creation now supports them and all they do. This means their culture/vibe has spread far beyond their starting-realm, Inisfree. It now permeates and reinforces the whole of Creation, aligning everything just the way Auz intended, foresaw, and manifested.

New Baseline for/of Offerings: Also, it is the status quo on all worlds to politely offer their sexiest females to Auz (and only when they are ‘his type’; the kind of females he considers to be sexy). This is now one of the laws of physics in the post-Shift Omniverse; it is a force felt as surely and uniformly as gravity –and even more-so (as it doesn’t require a sizable world to exist on; it is one of the new universal constants, and always shall be).

Pets vs Pests: Humans often keep cats to keep rodents down, and dogs for fun or to herd sheep. People in Inisfree have dragons to help keep the pests known as humans down, and the sexiest humans are spared to become kajirae; fun pets of people who are approved to live in our realm.

Kajirae and Passersby: People in Inisfree deeply love their kajira/e, as well as all the other kajirae we teach, train, and keep here in our realm. The way an Outlander human typically reacts to a cute happy puppy or kitten bounding over for play and affection… is how people in Inisfree react to the kajirae here; their faces/eyes ‘light up’, they softly and warmly greet them, and sometimes they lower their heads a bit or squat down to show they are not angry or a threat, becoming more approachable to the well-trained (to be polite and almost timid) slave-girls. Our kajirae love the people approved to visit and return to Inisfree, too, always experiencing how unified, supportive, and loving all the people we let in are.

Kajirae know that much is expected of kajirae, but also that the rewards for being a great kajirae are substantial, making even Outlander royalty seem to have comparably lesser riches/lives. This, along with the training that requires it of them, making it one of their almost-involuntary ‘muscle memory’ reactions/responses, is one of the reasons kajirae respond so well to strangers in Inisfree who become clearly happy and hopeful upon seeing/encountering one of our kajirae. Like them, our kajirae become happy and hopeful, and begin a polite approach to those who are indicating they like the kajira/e and wish to step closer to/with them.

You will regularly see this ‘icebreaking’ / ‘warming up’ socializing in all regions/neighborhoods of our city (as well as on all the worlds in our private star-system). You’ll also often see the heartwarming result; kajirae who might have been shy or nervous, standing outside naked, waiting on their Master/s to return for them, end up ‘melting’ at the affectionate, reassuring touches of passersby, snuggling up at their feet, sitting on the ground/grass as they continue waiting for their Master/s. The passersby pause to pet and caress them, and the kajirae love this, finding it helps them relax much more –though they always remain a little apprehensive and tense, hoping their Master/s won’t mind, and that the new acquaintances petting them won’t try to take/capture them for themselves.

The police in our realm (all ICV girls) keep a close watch on them all, kajirae and free-person alike here, so no one ever ‘makes off’ with someone else’s property (girl/s; kajira/e). It has become understood that even an attempt to use magic, such as illusions and portals, doesn’t work; the ICVs see/sense right through it, and the living/conscious/A.I. city-being itself has always been more powerful than the most powerful sorcerers/sorceresses/witches/wizards, their most-focused attempts to open unauthorized portals, or start unauthorized spells, never working at all inside our Perimeter Orb.

In cases where a Master has taught his kajira/e that she/they are not allowed to speak to strangers, the passersby almost always consider this possibility if they said something a/the nearby kajira/e has not verbally responded to, especially when those girl/s look at the passersby with pleading eyes, hoping and begging they will understand and not beat the girl/s for staying silent. Big thank-you hugs are exchanged when this becomes realized, and the kajirae then give the understanding passersby the most appreciative and adoring glances/looks, almost falling in love with them for it. ICV police sometimes politely walk over to join in, making it a group hug, reminding everyone (in so many ways; with their interaction, their vibe/s, and so on) that they (our police) are here to help everyone communicate, not ticket, fine, or throw people in jail.

Post-Rapture Outlands Mindsets: Humans had disrespected the destined maker of Inisfree from the start, and abusively, relentlessly, with countless betrayals, over many years –over decades. He had always studied hard, been as polite as can be, and been consistent in what he liked, as well as in stating clearly what is limits were. They had ignored all of them, continuing their abusive, reckless, mindless behavior.

Then he had started killing them –by the billions. He brought their entire civilization to its knees –nearly wiping it out, to a man. None (of the bad ones) had been spared (though 6M tolerable ones were allowed to rebuild some parts of their civilization, and another 144K were allowed to learn that Inisfree exists), for none (of the mainstream/evildoers) had been found worthy (correctly-mannered, honorable, etc.).

He had begun to influence their minds –including those of their leaders; the most powerful men in government and industry. It was only then, through resisting for decades, then overpowering and overwhelming those rude humans, and finally disregarding them as the useless uneducated uncultured oblivious unattractive dishonest savages that they are, that he finally began to notice their sexiest women and girls… desiring and seeking him, pursuing and petitioning him, trying for his attention and seed, begging for his love. That was it, he had realized; manners, honor, studiousness, marketability, and even consistency and persistence hadn’t meant anything to their kind, …but endless patience, force, mercilessness, and counter-disregard Had.

Too bad for them now, though; that he no longer felt any attraction to their kind (humans/outsiders/Outlanders) at all. The only way they would be spared his wise wrath, and their now-recurring purges and deportations, would be for them to abandon their stupid pride and bad manners/behavior, taking the knee when he was around, averting their eyes, bowing like kajirae do, all the way down to the floor or ground, and showing him their bodies if they knew themselves to be pretty, and keeping covered up when they were not. Until they lived by his culture and wishes like that, as constantly as their kind had forced him, in his earliest decades, to endure and live by theirs, they would be given no leniency or even consideration, and would remain in his eyes, and the eyes and law of his people and their allies, as the wild animals, vermin, and pests they still were. No matter how sexy or ‘successful’ any of the outsider humans (Outlanders) were, or thought themselves to be, it had no value in his entirely compatibility-based breakaway civilization.

It had taken decades, but now the sexiest females, who had once fucked with him, or not even acknowledged his presence, were now so frustrated when he didn’t accept their looks and advances. Even their males had started becoming frustrated; not that he was interested, as they so immaturely had reacted before, but that he wasn’t! It worried them both/all… that they had no more value or chances with him; they knew they would continue being wiped out, again and again, always almost to a man –until they shaped up.

In a way, their dangerous, almost/often mortal/terminal stubborn rudeness against him, had always kept him studying more, trying more things, traveling farther, re-polishing and refining his design/s and pitch, growing ever stronger and more aware, manifesting and further shaping holy, priceless, now omnipotent Inisfree. Only indirectly like that; as ‘leavening agents’, had they managed to be of use/service/value to him. Never once had they been able to bend him to Their will, or to get him to breed with any of them –which would have been a disrespect of himself to/against himself, wasting his god-level/race sperm/essence on one of them, resulting in yet another abused newborn/life growing up in hellish conditions like he had.

“King of kings, the one true god, lord and master of all the Universes, may I humbly submit fully to you, showing you my body, that you might look upon this lowly Outlander girl and decide if she is pretty enough to deserve any of your time?” Only saying something like that to him, and only if it was said by a flawlessly beautiful young girl, and from her heart, as honest as can be, vibing perfectly, would ever get his attention again.

Then, if the girl turned out to be exactly what he liked to see, hear, and interact with, she would have decades of study ahead of her, having to learn, master, and demonstrate his own educational system and replacement of “the American way”. She would be failed almost every time she tried anything, just as her kind had unjustly constantly failed Him, always “shifting the goal post”, no matter how right he had been, acing everything. This would teach her the same level of patience, hard work, and determination He had. This would teach her not to expect being treated ‘like a princess’ (like she was special) just because she was pretty –as the idiot Outlanders always had to those kind of girls, spoiling them, ruining them in the eyes of the real god (Him).

It was soon coming, though; those who had once been angry at him even being polite to them; at him attempting to communicate with them at all, and even when he hadn’t said a word, …were now pursuing him, becoming more and more desperate for his desire. That meant that the tide/tables had turned, and that… in a little time more… they would be doing much more than just desperately hoping he would want them; they would be behaving like mortals, servants, and ‘heart slaves’ always do and should. And he would never become tender or understanding with them like he had tried to be, seeking fairness, growing up; they had shown him that only cold, endless indifference worked on them, changing them, triggering them to recognize and honor him, so he would remain like a force of nature from now on, forevermore, just like the naturally-endless freezing polar winds.

His warmth had only resulted in more of their coldness, his honesty and honor… in more of their dishonesty and betrayals. Now his coldness was the coldest of all, and was making them warm up –A LOT– so he would only get colder, setting new records in how unforgiving a man –and now a god –The God– could be. Since that was what it took to get humans to behave, that was what they would always get, no matter what –even once he started chasing most of the last of them back off his planet, and into The Abyss (Outer Space) where they (in the 1600s) had come from, and now/still/again belonged.

Kajirae Interactions: In Inisfree, it is unheard of for a kajirae to laugh or scoff at a free-person. This is firstly because everyone in Inisfree regards themselves with their neighbors as being parts of one big literal family. Secondly, this is because kajirae here have been taught (and shown) that disrespecting anyone in Inisfree can be grounds for immediate and permanent deportation. Then, too, there are the literally-underground gladiator tournaments the Inisfreeans somewhat-annually hold/host; even the sexiest people are forced to fight (or be raped by beasts) to the death down there, their extreme and perfect outer beauty earning them nothing, their behavior having been found incompatible and insufferable by the Inisfreeans.

Even when a free-person says something a kajira finds to be amusing, the kajira will only glance around at everyone to search for any signals that she is permitted to laugh. She will fight viciously against her own urges in this case, ensuring she does her best not to offend any of them. If you see a kajira holding her breath, tensing up, grimacing, her abs flexing or shaking, her fingers and thumbs trembling, she is likely doing all in her power to control herself, that she not laugh until permitted. Kajirae in Inisfree are proud, but they also have incredible military bearing –and the manners High King Auz uncompromisingly requires of them.

Free-people in Inisfree are also interestingly respectful of these slaves; slaves in Inisfree have been inspected more thoroughly and completely than any other slaves in Creation, and have been trained without compromise, educated even better than most Registered Companions, the most-elite of the sexual escorts of the Outlands. The free-people here have a deep respect for Inisfreean kajirae because Inisfreean kajirae are impressive in all ways –including compatibility and manners, even to an empathic degree. Kajirae in Inisfree find/earn their pride in/from pleasing the free-people of Inisfree, not just from being found so outwardly perfect that they were captured, owned, and collared, kept forever. It is not enough here to just be flawlessly pretty; being flawlessly pretty only “gets one’s foot in the door”. What is “enough” for us… is compatibility; good behavior, based on OUR way of life and system. A kajirae who proudly laughs, or otherwise becomes cocky, to or around a free-person, is not at all compatible / well-behaved enough to interest us, and every last kajira in our realm (Inisfree and hundreds of thousands of other Inisfree-like cities we control) knows this, to her core.

Thus a free-person here will never say something like, “I will tell your Master!”, in hopes of scaring a cocky slave-girl into better behavior, and our slave-girls will never do anything that would stir the emotions of any of our free-people to the point of thinking up something like that to shout at them.

Instead, slaves in Inisfree will be extremely polite at all times, doing everything they can think of to show they intend to respect everyone around them, and will, when permitted to speak, almost always ask if whatever they are saying or otherwise doing is acceptable enough to the free-people who can hear.

Our free-people will often embrace these polite slaves of our realm, kissing their foreheads, providing precise and thoughtful instruction and updates to them, since they are always found to be aware, observant, and with good memories and minds/hearts, paying attention –because they Want to; not just because they were told/required.
For a kajira in our realm to be cocky in defiance of a free-person who is not her Master, assuming her Master will protect her just because she was found sexy enough to be captured and collared, would be an unthinkable outrage, and wholly unexpected –and she might surely be de-atomized on sight, recycled completely, if not left to stand naked outside our city’s sky-high wall, flash-freezing in the extreme climate-zone near the South Pole. If she did not meet that instant punitive fate, her Master, upon hearing of her rudeness (and once he checked with an ICV to confirm whether or not the report about his slave was true), would almost certainly slap her brutally, then bind and chain her to a whipping or raping post in public, whipping her himself, then inviting everyone around to whip and rape her to their hearts’ content, perhaps also leaving her there overnight, and not feeding her in the morning, exhausting her before finally letting her have some lunch and rest.

There have been times when, fearing this, terrified, new kajirae who do not yet know how we can read their hearts and minds with ease, break down crying, sobbing, falling to their knees and shins, hanging their heads, tears pouring down their cheeks and dotting the ground or floor around their thighs, shaking and choking on their words as they apologize and beg for us to believe them, having sensed or suspected that someone, based on body language or something else, regarded them as, even if accidentally and momentarily, rude. Sometimes even the coldest and manliest of Masters in our realm have taken a knee by the slave-girls who break down like that, hugging and rocking them, kissing the tops of their heads, telling them more than once that they believe them –and that they can feel they are being honest; people here are deeply, fully, instantly and always empathic, feeling the emotions and intentions of everyone around them, nothing in our systems blocking this once-universal ability (meaning it was the norm before the modern humans invaded the Earth and started clogging up everyone’s bodies and minds, trying to stop and atrophy it).

“No one is going to hurt you,” the kindhearted in our realm reassure the sobbing kajirae they sit and rock with, keeping them safe in their loving arms, resting their heads together until the crying and trembling stop; “we can all tell how hard you are trying to please us. We love you as much as you love us. You are safe here. We are one. We are one. We are one, wonderful girl. We are one.”
There is likely no greater tenderness and bond between slaves and their Masters than there is here in Our Realm.

Noisy Things: In the Outlands, such as on planet Gor, kajirae are sometimes required to wear locked collars, bracelets, and/or anklets with bells, that all their movements cause a jingling of those bells, making it impossible for them to sneak around. In Inisfree, this is illegal, as it makes a noise other than the sounds of our pristine nature/environment. Kajirae here wouldn’t be able to sneak around, anyway; for one, our ICVs and our city structures themselves can all sense their exact locations (and thoughts and urges/nature) at all times, and, secondly, the only girls we approve of, allowing to study and train to become our kajirae, are those who would never even think of sneaking around us or otherwise being disobedient.
We do sometimes enjoy ‘breaking’ proud/cocky Outlander hotties, as wearing down and eventually overcoming the willpower of spoiled or defiant girls has a very obvious, understandable appeal, but even they are not made to wear little bells, as, again, it would be pointless here; we can sense and detect (and forecast) everything.

Booty/Loot: We do not allow people to bring things other than their own bodies into Inisfree, and the same is true of what they are allowed to take out, only normal clothing (not made in Inisfree / by our 3D-printer factories) the allowed exception.

The massive underground silos beneath their residences here in our city are for the storage of what was already in them; 3D-printers, seeds and food preserved in special stasis chambers/fields, personal vehicles for local use, etc..

Those who are allied with us, or at least genuinely polite to us, are allowed, even encouraged, to loot and display in the Outlands however much they wish, so long as it is looted from humans we do not like.

Only High King Auz can bring loot (or any outside things, such as kajirae-candidates, first-timers, and returning guests or residents) into Inisfree, so only his loot is on display in some places in our realm. His loot is typically just the girls who are good enough to become some of his many millions of kajirae. It is rare for him to regard anything else outside Inisfree as being valuable and prized enough for him or his ICVs to take it away from whomever out there had been in possession of it.

The way he displays his loot is rather Gorean, if not unique, too; he does not often put it in trophy rooms, or brandish it like some Outlanders show off expensive jewelry, risking robbery and death; rather, he has the sexiest kidnapped wives, girlfriends, sisters, and daughters of rude Outlander authorities and other elites walk out naked and stay standing naked in the middle of his galas and other group events, and he tells them to introduce themselves to his guests by saying their full pre-slave name and which man he took them away from, including how rich, powerful, and self-assured those men were, driving the point home in that girl’s mind… that no matter how much money, security, or influence she and her family thought they had… it was wholly negligible and meaningless once Auz detected her existence and showed up.
“This slave girl was once named [such and such],” he has their introduction to his gala guests begin, “and this slave girl’s father was a [president, king, CEO, don, pastor, sheikh, or whatever].” The girl’s jaw is often ‘set’ at this point, her eyes watery, a lump forming in her throat, her hands wanting to ball into fists… but not daring to; this is a great way to break a spoiled Outlander hottie’s spirit, making it plain as day to her what her real place and destiny is in the post-Shift Universe, no more unnatural pretense or delusions allowed.
“This slave slut humbly begs that her Masters permit her to please them,” she will then continue, as taught to recite prior to each loot-displaying event, “that she might finally bring honor to her justly defeated, lowly Outlands bloodline, and finally have a real use.” In time, she will say this from the heart, not choking on her words or pride.
“Please allow this lowly captured girl to have the Master cum inside her, that her body fulfills its natural purpose, and thereby that she re-earn the right to continue being a kept slave.” Everyone loves when a formerly-spoiled and cocky hottie says stuff like that.

“Thank you, Master,” every captured hottie says upon feeling him cum inside her –and she’d better; to not express gratitude for a Master making use of them is to skirt rudeness, thus also, potentially, risk being sold, abandoned, or recycled.

A polite girl can continue being taught and trained. A rude girl is, to us, good only as cannon fodder, or fodder in our various brutal anti-Outlander games; making them fight to the death in our gladiator tournaments, or simply feeding them alive to our allied dragons.

“Had your rich father ever pampered you so excessively?” Auz or other Masters might professionally, calmly, in testing, ask some of those captured and kept girls, making the point that the riches of Inisfree vastly, astronomically dwarf anything and everything combined back in the Outlands.
“No, Master,” each of those hotties, keeping her head down, eyes averted, softly and honestly answers, again humbled –as they should and must be, that they never again become useless, spoiled.
“You realize now that you, out there, in your former life, were poor,” the Master might then continue.
“Yes, Master,” and it is true; she does; no one outside Inisfree is rich, at least not by comparison.
“You realize that you were more enslaved then, unable to exist in your full nature.” The Masters continue making good points, enjoying this, though always in a calm and educational manner.
“Yes, Master.”
“I will fly you back to where we took you, and let you go free, returning to them.” This is a legitimate offer, but also, of course, another test; we only allow girls who fully desire and wish to become and remain our slaves.
They usually go pale, wide eyed, and start almost-spastically shaking their heads ‘no’ before remembering their manners and trying to control their trembling voices as they say, “No, Master! Please! This girls begs it! This girl begs to stay! Please keep this girl, Master! PLEASE!!” This is another time slave-girls in our realm often find themselves dropping to their knees and shins, weeping all over again, even though they once would have leapt at the opportunity to escape and be ‘free’ again, they having long-since come to the indisputable realization… that they never were… until we liberated them this way.
“I will fly you back anyway, and you can decide then,” the Master might calmly say.
The girl will often involuntarily moan once more, loudly, unable to form even the word and plea, “NOOO!!” and pout, sulking, her breaths becoming shallow, her lower lip quivering, but she will have to go along with it, as not consenting is not permitted her caste.
It is a ‘long flight’ ‘home’; no girl likes to be flown right back to the hell she hadn’t even realized she’d been living in, wasting all those precious years of her beautiful youth before we found and took her from it, showing her what real fun and womanhood are.
They look out the open airship ramp-hatch at the exact spot on the Earth where we arrived and plucked them from, and then at their house in ‘that life’, the one which they, back then, thought was luxurious, making them ‘above’ others in their town. “Master, please, no,” they stand naked at the top of the ramp, tears streaming down their cheeks, breaths shaky now more than ever, hoping so hard that they won’t be commanded to walk down the ramp to be left there, freed, their delicious slavery ended just as suddenly as it began. Terrifying visuals in their thoughts wear their bodies out emotionally; they picture what they dread; that their Master’s hand will rest upon their shoulder or backs, starting to push them forward, that their bare feet feel the ramp as they obey, marching back down and out… into the death of their liberating slave-soul.
“We keep only those who wish to be kept,” the Master may then calmly say.
“I wish to be kept!” the girl will blurt out, looking up, looking to her Master, then averting her gaze again, remembering her required manners.
“Then I will continue to keep you.”
The ramp rises back up, closing the back opening of the airship, and the airship moves along, staying out of sight, all the way back to Inisfree –the place that girl now regards as salvation and home.
This is our form of loot; loot which wants us to keep, use, and display it.

Collars: Both slaves and free women in our realm sometimes wear collars, though our kajirae almost always have theirs locked on, while free girls and women do not; free women and girls wear sexy ‘chokers’ with some outfits, having the option to don and doff those accessories at their leisure.

Unlocking one of our kajira’s collars is a big event, even though it happens for many cleanings; showers, baths, etc., as it can, when not done with certain verbal preparations, symbolize or threaten dissatisfaction and abandonment. If a Master unceremoniously unlocks the collar of one of his slave-girls, slides off her collar, and walks away, leaving her standing there to wonder why, it can scare and sadden her into negative hysteria. She might panic, freezing in place, unsure how to proceed, never having wanted or expected her freedom or self-regulation. Sexy girls in our realm crave, need, and benefit from structure –total structure.

“Shall I remove your collar?” is a calmly-said implied-threat no kajira in our realm ever wants to hear. She doesn’t ever want to be given that choice –or any choice– because to be given choices, especially that kind of choice, suggests that she was so displeasing that her slavery is being ended right then and there, with no offered chance to train some more and redeem herself.

The slave collar, then, becomes like a security blanket and badge of honor, a great point of pride and sense of belonging to the sexy owned girls in our civilization; as long as a girl’s collar is on, she knows she has been useful and pleasing, thus that her comfortable life in Inisfree can go on.

There have even been goddesses that dropped to the ground and begged High King Auz to lock a collar around their perfect necks, that they then know they and their people and realms would always be safe from the global cleanups and purges he and his kind had started orchestrating.
There have been actual goddesses –real deities– that wanted to prove themselves and belong to him that badly.
Goddesses, you might find, are fully feminine, after all; they are not like the unfeminine modern Earth human females who have betrayed their own womanhood and femininity, trying to be more like men. A goddess doesn’t have to be convinced to do something feminine. A goddess longs and loves to submit to gods and other real men. A goddess wants to live for them, proving and re-proving herself to them, over and over, to infinity.
“I will collar you, pretty goddess girl, if you earn it,” Auz only tells them, his voice that calm smooth rumble it almost always is, excepting only when he booms it like thunder, or talks long-due shit to the lesser (now former) gods.
The goddesses, from where they sit on the ground on their shins, look up into his eyes then, theirs full of sincerity, “I will earn it.” The vibe matches their eyes; this is true; they have already begun, and will stay committed until they see this great and destined deed through.
“Then you and your people will have representation here, and I will hear them,” he tells them, and this is just as true.
It is unwise to attempt to bend such a man to your will, and all humans who tried that against Auz watched helpless as their entire nations were reduced to poverty and nothingness –every time –even when he wasn’t there to do it to them himself. Those who tried to dominate and reduce and limit him… got dominated and reduced and limited to the full extent possible in this reality.
Only those who fully, wholeheartedly accepted and submitted to him… earned him fully and wholeheartedly accepting and loving Them.
This is the way.

The Things We Say: There are many phrases spoken in our realm which Outlanders of Earth are not at all accustomed to.

“Feed me chocolates while I fuck you.” This is a very common, normal way of instructing/commanding an enslaved female who is attractive. A/That kajira responds with eagerness, “Yes, Master! Thank you, Master!”
“Clean this room so that you can be fucked.” A kajira responds with eagerness, “Yes, Master! Thank you, Master!”
“Kiss and lick me.” A kajira responds with eagerness, “Yes, Master! Thank you, Master!”
You get the idea.

Hairstyles: Both slave-girls and free females can braid or otherwise have their hair styled.

View of the Outlands: Everywhere beyond Inisfree is seen either as a place where people naturally desire and love to be told by Auz what to do, or a place that shall be purged and started over.

The Hunt: We fly out from Inisfree to areas known to produce and harbor outsiders who are incompatible with us; disrespectful “humanimals”, as we see and call them (since most humans so far have behaved like mindless wild animals, not actual conscious good beings). Just like humans hunting, we set up camouflaged areas, wait quietly, and open fire on them however we please, sometimes for sport, and sometimes for food (for our dragons and other non-vegan beyond-human people who might be with us –or those back in Inisfree to whom we bring friendly treats).

When those beyond-human friends and allies of ours are on this hunt With us, we let them stalk and pounce on their prey (human Outlanders), tearing them apart alive, just as humans let their hunting dogs do to untold countless innocent conscious non-human beings during their own hunts.

When our beyond-human friends and allies are not with us on one of our hunts, we bring back the carcasses of the humans we killed, letting them process that meat however they want (and we use what is left –typically just the skeletons– for bone-meal; fertilizer, though this is more for pre-Inisfree tradition, as we have long-since been easily able to produce our own natural plant fertilizer, such as biochar, and terra preta).

Our hunts last as long as we like them to, as we are a civilization largely beyond time and schedules, as humans think of them.
We kill as many humans as we feel ought to be killed out there, every now and then leaving one of their corpses for the wildlife, or for other humanimals to find and worry about, and sometimes letting one or two humans escape to tell the tale of (what they perceive to be) human strangers chasing and murdering them. When it suits us, we set this up to be a False Flag; we dress as the known enemies of those we are about to hunt, making them think it was them, often triggering tensions mounting to human-on-human battles and even warfare in our hidden wakes.
Since 2013, there have been a few hunts which lasted for days, not just hours, and which resulted in thousands slain (similar to how many deer, ducks, or foxes a big human hunters gathering is likely to kill during their similar events).

This, of course, is nothing compared to The Rapture we launched at the first of 2013; we killed several billion humans within a matter of a couple days, deleting their entire civilization right along with their very souls, leaving no chance for them to ‘body-hop/jump’/’possess’.

In time, when our numbers of visitors, residents, citizens, and allies have grown into the billions, we will go on hunts lasting weeks, slaughtering the entire populations of nations and even worlds, no longer blessing the humanimal scum with the mercy of quick deaths like in The Rapture.

All who stood against us, or stand against us, or who obviously Would be angry at our holy lifestyle, if not standing against it and us in the future, are at constant risk of being hunted by us –and as long as they are self-deformed, rude, lazy, non-vegans, they shall be at such risk. This is the way.
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(and applies to the/our Voyages of Acquisition)
newly-coined term: “humaning”; when you go to get fish outside, it is called fishing,
so when we go to get humans from outside, we call it humaning.

The Voyages of Acquisition: These are what they sound like; we sail/fly out from Inisfree, and acquire whatever we want out there, returning with it as loot/reward. This is almost always only the sexiest females of any/all Outlands realms, and we celebrate by deflowering them the moment we capture them, all of us taking turns to our hearts’ content, and then we repeat this back in Inisfree, either at the Welcoming Square, where we have public receptions/holidays to show off everything (everyone) we brought back (captured), or down in our Subterranean Prison (a.k.a. The Kajirae-candidates Training Facility, a.k.a. The Girl Kennels).

We rarely ever give any captured girls time to adjust to having been kidnapped, just as their kind never gave ours any time to adjust to their own harsh way/s they once forced upon Us.
By the time they are back in Inisfree, usually all of them have already been raped numerous times, cleaned up only by the functions of the stasis tubes we lock them in during transport.

When we land (hover over) our Welcoming Square to show them off on the surface prior to beginning their training elsewhere, everyone who walks, drives, or flies over to that paved area to check them out and greet us gets to rape them however, and for however long, they please; we give all our interested people a chance at a turn or three.
When those girls are instead first taken to our underground holding cells (the prison; our kennels), their training begins immediately; they learn to follow our commands precisely, no matter how tired they may be, and to only eat, drink, use the toilet, sleep, and even masturbate when told. This is not that unusual for them, as their fake freedom was still part of a system which brainwashed them into being submissive to dictators in their religious and governmental organizations. Here, we just remove the regurgitated lie they were taught to regurgitate themselves; that they were ‘free’… in spite of all the borders, fees, fines, guidelines, laws, licenses, passports, permits, regulations, sentencing, rules, taxes, and on and on.

One of our Voyages of Acquisition typically involves a half-hour warp/portal-based ‘flight’ (though we aren’t actually flying; our airships just hover up until they open up a ‘bend’ in reality, so to say, appearing on the other side, with even the keeping of such a ‘bending’/warping effect/field on… still resulting in, technically, everything bent/warped into range of it, sort of, being moved toward the airship/s).
These flights/warps are followed by ‘slowing down’ (ending the warp effect/field) such that our cloaked airship/s appear/s over the target, and spending maybe a minute or two getting out of our airship/s to arrest/detain/kidnap (whatever you want to call it) the one/s we were after.

This is not like The Hunt; that is our holiday where we actually hunt humans, sometimes to kill them for sport. We are not hunting sexy girls; we always detect their biological signatures and monitor their exact locations in space and time, even to the point of being able to accurately forecast when new ones will be born, and how long it will be, within hours, before they are sexy enough to be compatible with (useful to) us.

We also have agents living and working in most Outlands realms, clandestinely spreading hints about the option we offer for a much better natural life/existence, phrasing that information in ways those agents know from firsthand experience will be better ‘received’ by their respective local populations, thus luring in (now many thousands per year, and soon to be millions) the full variety of sexy girls from just about every land, resulting in very easy acquisitions for us once we arrive; they don’t need any convincing, and sometimes walk themselves right up into our airship/s, not even having been bound or commanded.

Sometimes we leave no trace; sometimes we delete out of existence (de-atomize / subatomically recycle) their vehicle and everything else they had with them. Sometimes we leave a trace that ‘dead-ends’, like vehicle tracks going off a cliff, and a blown-apart vehicle at the bottom, believable human remains and all (even with a dental examination).

One of the only times we do not simply take what we see and want… is when we go to Gor or other worlds we have decided are protectorates; in those cases, to show respect for the compatible people there, we merely inspect the target/s up close, then flash-clone their perfect Inisfreean version (IOW: 3D-printing a batch of 50 identical ICVs who look just/much like her/them; each).

Whenever we encounter resistance from a girl we are acquiring, whether on Earth or Gor or anywhere else, she is customarily subdued; beaten, raped, stripped naked, bound (her wrists behind her back), and then made to run behind our airship, leashed to an ICV or handle in its open rear loading bay as the airship is piloted along at a speed precisely set to be just enough to exhaust her to the point of stumbling and crying out for mercy. We ignore these cries for a few minutes, making sure she is properly fatigued and about to fall, sure to strangle herself if the airship was to continue along overhead. When she finally does stumble her last time, unable to get herself back up, the airship is slowed to a halt, and she is picked up by a fistful of her hair, and marched up its ramp, shoved into a vacant stasis-tube, and technologically lulled to sleep.

When we acquire girls out at sea, such as from cruise ships or private yachts, we still leash them the same way, but not about their necks; the leash is affixed to a harness which will not strangle them to death, and they are left hanging out/over the edge of the ramp at the back of our airships, just out of reach of the sharks we make sure to let know to follow us. Obviously, this scares the hell out of every girl. Those that submit to us are pulled back up onto the ramp and into the airship. Those that stay defiant are cut loose in front of the others, and any girl who closes her eyes or turns away from the sight of the ‘freed’ girl falling into the rising jaws of a jumping shark… is the next one leashed and hung (or even re-hung) out the back.

“We can tell in your hearts if your submission is true,” we calmly inform them; if they lie, pretending to have given in to our will/s, they will still be cut loose, never once just ‘taken on their word’.

Back in Inisfree, we whip each acquired girl for every offensive word she uttered at us during her capture; if she said a sentence we did not like, and it had fifteen words in it, she gets stung by the whip fifteen times in a row. We always play a recording of whatever the girls said that we did not like, and tell them to count the words. They understand very quickly what is about to happen to them… once they are bound to the whipping post and given a ‘bit’ to hold between their teeth; so they do not chip them during the involuntary wincing at each ‘kiss from the whip’.
They are also whipped once for each piercing, if they had one, such as an ear-ring, and once for each area where they applied makeup, as we do not tolerate covering up beauty even with paint, and once for each nail-extension or other extension (such as a ‘weave’; hair extension, or fingernail extensions), those also being unacceptable coverings of natural beauty.

At some point during their first moments in our city, we also inform them that they must learn our way (The Inisfreean Way; our counterpart to “The American Way”, or to any nation’s ‘way’) quickly, lest they be slain.
“If you ever want decent meals or sleep again, or what little clothing we will permit your kind, you will learn our way quickly, and live by it forevermore.”

Never has an acquired girl made it to Inisfree with any of her clothes; they are always removed prior to reaching the outermost edge of our airspace/territory, as not even any of the free-women coming here wear anything during the latter part of their returning-guest/resident flights.
Never has an acquired girl escaped Inisfree.
Never has an acquired girl even wanted to –at least not after she witnesses how well we all live… and treat our slaves –when they behave.

Outsiders: As it is said throughout this website, we call those not in/of/allied with Inisfree “Outlanders”. The way we say it, it should be very clear that it, in our minds, is synonymous with barbarian, fool, scumbag, subhuman, bully, murderer, and even traitor.
Those who are invited to our realm are known as guests, not Outlanders anymore.
Those who choose to return every now and then are still known as guests.
Those who pick out an apartment, house, or castle here in our city to be their own during their returns are known as our residents, even if they maintain another home or homes somewhere else and frequent them more.
Those who choose to make Inisfree their new/first home are known as our citizens.

We can always sense/tell who is deserving of an invitation, and who never will/should be.

Those who never will be invited… are regarded with quiet disdain, as all it takes to be invited to our realm is basic fitness and manners; the only ones we do not invite/allow in… are absolute shameless scumbags (though that, of course, in modern times, at least on Earth, has amounted to nearly 100% of the human population –most telling of their sorry, evil kind).

In cases where someone who will not be invited in might still be tolerated to the extent of having a meeting with them outside Inisfree to discuss something, they are allowed within visual distance of a deployed team of ours, typically somewhere barren, frozen, and unforgiving ~1,000 miles away from our wall (if we even allow them to get within visual range of the coast of Antarctica; we usually just shoot them down, leaving them to deal with the freezing water of the Southern Ocean, and the playfully murderous Killer Whales).
Anytime we don’t like what such an unwelcome outsider says or vibes to us in any of those remote meetings, we either warn them to leave immediately, or we slay them on the spot, sometimes with their entire team.
It is wise to show the highest respect to us in these meetings, considering we wiped out billions once before, the dragons and Angels are our allies and family, and because it repulses us to encounter up close anyone who is not fully compatible with us –with All of us.
Those uninvited outsiders –Outlanders– should always understand that whenever we allow them to approach us, they are doing so as slaves –something their kind has karmically earned countless times over, and shall never live down; their nature/essence and history are just too unthinkable, inexcusable.

Only those who are fully compatible with us as allies, family, and lovers are shown any reciprocated/matched respect or admiration.

Even in Inisfree, the Inisfreean language is almost never known, let alone spoken, by anyone other than the ICVs who have the brainpower to comprehend it. While we do not look down upon anyone in Inisfree who does not speak or understand our custom complex language, we do look down on Outlanders for not knowing it, for they have never even earned the right to hear it, making them as barbaric, lazy, and pathetic as they come.

Whenever a physically-attractive Outlander female approaches any of us during these remote meetings, if she has covered up her beauty with clothing, she has it ripped off her, and is often slapped across her face, then bent over and spanked in front of everyone on her team. She is then made to sit on the ground on her shins, knees as far apart as she can keep them, eyes downcast, hair down her back, tits proudly forward, and is inspected, fingered, and fucked like a whore or party favor, not allowed to speak unless her voice sounds sexy to us, and even then… only what we tell her to repeat or answer.

Whenever an unattractive female Outlander is part of the group meeting us somewhere beyond Inisfree, we give them one warning to keep her covered up and silent; even her face must be concealed from sight, and if she makes a single noise we find unattractive, all of them may be slain.
An out-of-shape male, or a non-heterosexual male, at any of these meetings, may also result in all of them being slain.
We do somewhat give chances to those who drop to their knees and beg us not to kill them, at least if they then also beg us to accept their sexiest female acquaintances back where they came from… as offerings.

For the rest of people (human or otherwise) across all the Universes of Creation, as long as they are not rude to us (intentionally or accidentally), and as long as they don’t get moody about anything we do, though we still call them Outlanders, we let them go about their primitive way/s, not purging them like we did Earth humans during The Rapture. It is only those who dare to approach us in person for meetings that we hold to our uncompromising standard of physique and presentation/conduct.

Interpreters: It is one thing to be able to translate things word-for-word. It is another thing entirely to be able to “read between the lines”, grasping context, things implied or unsaid, and what only an intimate firsthand experience and knowledge of the culture of the speaker or writer would also communicate to only fellows from the given community or land/nation. Inisfreeans (ICVs) can read minds/thoughts, and even detect when a person is being mind-controlled, possessed, or remote-influenced, making ICVs the best at not just translation, but interpretation; ICVs, better than all other beings (even better than actual Angels and other telepaths), can tell you exactly what a person means, not just what one might empathically sense/feel/suspect he/she really means.
This makes ICVs highly sought-after as interpreters, especially for very important and critical events, such as world-government meetings and post-war peace-talks, not to mention hostage negotiations.
For a price, an ICV can be ‘provided’ (deployed) to serve as such –and that price is ‘full use’ of the sexiest female of our choosing… who belongs to whomever is requesting one of our ICVs as an interpreter… for the same amount of time as that ICV is providing the interpreter service/s to him/her/them.
For a greater price, a less-invincible / non-military variant of an ICV can be loaned out, or even given as a gift; such a loan requires full use of the sexiest female of our choosing… who belongs wo whomever is requesting that ICV… for the same amount of time as that ICV is loaned out to him/her/them.
If the ICV is given as a gift (and, again, we only offer the non-military variant of our ICVs as such; the ICVs who cannot summon an S.T. suit, and who still ultimately always and only answer to High King Auz, should he ever recall them), no such exchange for a sexy female is required, but this is only something a resident or citizen; a full friend and ally of ours (not just a guest), is ever given, and usually only for very special occasions, such as an anniversary… or as a present during our equivalent of Christmas.
As long as the ICV is loaned or gifted/issued to a person, that ICV will politely interpret whatever that person asks her (the ICV) to.

When someone wants a multi-lingual kajira instead as an interpreter, an ICV goes with her to ensure no harm comes to the girl (as our kajirae cannot age, but are not invincible like we are), thus the trade remains the same; 1 ICV for the sexiest female the recipient has or knows, always for the same amount of time that the kajira and ICV escort/guardian are out there with him/her/them.

Even in a meeting where ICVs are going to be present anyway, the ICVs will not interpret/translate anything for the others / other side… until the sexiest female each member of that ‘other side’ is surrendered to High King Auz, or to his deployed teammates in attendance at said meeting, for full usage the entire time.

Most of the time, the interpretation is actually of us; outsiders are seldom given even the slightest glimpses into our ‘world’ (civilization and culture) (other than via this website, of course; no literal glimpses/views, but only descriptions / introductions to concepts/fundamentals), so they do not know how to correctly interpret our body language or anything else. ICVs help others interpret/understand why we are the way we are during meetings or other encounters with them.

“He seems difficult to read because you lack context; you do not yet know that he is just being well-self-controlled, polite, and patient,” an ICV might explain in the native language of the person hiring her.
“He does not care how pretty a girl looks when clothed, even if she is exposing excellent features, such as a beautiful face or legs; he only has interest in girls who have shown him all of their bodies, nothing left out of sight under clothes, that he then be able to see whether he will like them for a time.”
“When he walks by and says nothing, he is not being rude, but polite; he is waiting on others to decide if they wish to speak with him; others must initiate. He is too busy for ‘games’, or to ‘hold one’s hand’, helping them along, sentence by sentence.”
“Only if a girl is beautiful everywhere; her entire body, and polite to him, honoring his orientation and entire culture, and great in bed, will she be shown tolerance, let alone respect. Anything less is not feminine or polite or worthy. Anything less is an unnatural abomination and crime.”
“If there is a single unfit person in a city, town, or other community, or if any of the attractive people do drugs or anything else that is unhealthy or displeasing to the senses, that entire community is forfeit; it will not matter if some of them have flawless bodies, or if they try to behave to him; they must cast out all in their community who are displeasing to him, and never allow them back. At that time, he will deign to communicate with them, and start to show the kind of facial expressions and other body language that will be easier for them to recognize and interpret.”
“Justice must be done before love can be exchanged; love cannot be enjoyed if it is not mutual and full, undistracted by the need and urge for justice. If anyone of your race or civilization has wronged him, even if in the distant past, you must bring that person forward to be judged and sentenced by him, and you must carry out that sentencing in front of him. If you do, he will resume ‘hearing’ you; only then will he interact with you –beyond just using you for information or food during his expeditions.”
“Just because he hasn’t spoken to you, doesn’t mean he isn’t interested; he might be busy, or have a lot on his mind, or be sensing inappropriate vibes from others nearby who would interrupt and sour the experience. Then again, he might also just be wondering if you are uneducated or mentally handicapped, as you have not introduced yourself, and your urge vibe does not match your actions.”
“He will never consent to dating, as that is not his way. Dating also implies equality, which does not exist in nature, and he is a natural man. Ask instead what he would like, and be willing to do that for him. You might find you can, if it helps you, consider his way of hanging out… “dating”.”
“It is strange to him that you are an attractive female, yet uncollared, unleashed, unguarded. Un-enslaved attractive females do not make sense, unless they are gifts to us to be enslaved By us. Are you such a gift?”
“You are not his body type; it would be polite for you to respect his orientation and tastes –by leaving him in peace, and sending a girl who is his type.”
“There is no point in you being here, or even existing, if you make no effort to learn, try, and respect his way of life. If you do not intend to pester or harass us, then either leave… or learn our ways and live by them when in our presence.”
“He is making small-talk; he is unimpressed by you, so he is mimicking your pointless sounds instead of communicating with meaning or purpose. Say something meaningful, interesting to him, respectful, and he will return the favor with a better conversation.”
“Your kind have always been liars, rude, and immature; he has no reason to have any faith in you, so it is on you, every time any of your kind meet him, to make up for that, proving you can do better.”
“If you take offense to what he does in polite innocence, he will certainly take offense to your negative assumptions about his positive attempt to pass through.”
“Only when you default to assuming, if not realizing, the positive in all he does, will he do the same for you; only when you like how he is… will he start to like you.”
“Trying to get him to initiate, chase, or in any way change who he is and what he is already doing, has never worked, and will never work. Your only chance is to initiate with a polite introduction of yourself, then asking him if he wants to know you further.”
“A thousand flawlessly outwardly beautiful girls and women from around the world have all tried the same approach with him; they have tried to change him, ignoring his qualities and wisdom, and have gotten moody and traitorous when, every time, he disregarded that inappropriate method they all shared; your looks alone will win you no points with the man… until you use them politely on his behalf, putting him first, not your programmed moodiness. The moodier or more aggressive humans are, the more disinterested and detached he becomes. You cannot seduce or control him. You can only earn intervals of his time.”
“Why should he trust you? –especially with his most precious things or experiences? Give him some leverage and he will give you a chance to earn some trust. Behave, vibe, and perform well, clearly interested in what matters to him, and eventually he will trust you some. That is the best you can hope for… after what your kind have done.”
“How can he relax and enjoy himself when your laws are unlawful and against him? This is why he only fucks those who cannot legally betray him; who cannot use the unauthorized laws against him. Become his trusted slave, or make a massive contribution to him and his life’s work, something you cannot take back, even with your system of strange laws.”
“Texts and phone calls were abused every time in the past. He no longer accepts them. In order to request contact with him, you’ll have to travel to him, show him you are fit and sane and compatible, and compensate him for his time; bring lots of money, or at least a few perfect females who are his type.”
“You consumed something his senses do not like; he will not want to be around you. Be glad he has only chosen to avoid you, not wipe out your entire town and line.”
“There are gross things on your TV channels and radio stations; he cannot enjoy you if you do not stamp out those gross things, demonstrating you are taking the reins of your community –and in the right way.”
“Death temples are scattered throughout your nation; he is a man of life, truth, and stability, not death, lies, and chaotic change. Are you an incarnation of Chaos and Death, or of life everlasting; immortality; sustainability forever? You will have to decide –and rid your realm of the death-cult masquerading as peace-lovers.”
“Do not come to us thinking yourself a teacher. Do not advise. Listen and learn. You are the student.”
“To tell him to change how he thinks and feels, even if you are urging him to be grateful, is disrespectful, and ungrateful about him and Our way. To tell anyone to be grateful is to be ungrateful yourself. Do not commit that mindless hypocritical offense.”
“Your people are unattractive to him. Why should he meet with you? You have nothing to offer. All he seeks is compatible people, and you are not that. This is not insulting. This is a courtesy, us telling you what you should have realized and respected on your own.”
“Why did you allow an unattractive woman in your presence? He wants to know why you brought such a beast. Is it an insult? A test? Do you have low standards for him or for yourselves?”
“Females who are larger than him look like cattle to us. Do not bring them. Do not let them into our sight. If you want to show respect and awareness of his tastes, only bring with you females who are smaller, shorter than him.”
“Your kind, whether they admit it or not, whether they know it or not, are obviously not native to this world, nor are many of the other violent monsters that presently occupy and trouble it. Do you understand that your place is where you are not at odds with the world around you? Do you understand that you will one day, perhaps soon, have to leave?”
“We never ask for interpreters or clarification… because we instantly know all you have known, and understand the way you view the world, and why, even better than you know it yourselves. This is one of the reasons why we communicate, in your opinion, very little, at least verbally –when around kind like you. The other reasons include how pointless it has been; your kind understand so little, and make so little effort. Why bother when your kind have always reacted mindlessly, with unwarranted upset?”
“When he says “I cannot see you.” to a female, he means he can only see the clothes she has on; he will only hear and speak to her if she shows respect by, as an attractive female, removing all which covers up her beauty. Once naked, she will also have to sit on the floor with her knees far apart, and her tits and chin held high, back straight, hands on her thighs, eyes forward, not looking at him until permitted, and only then, in a sexy voice, saying what was on her mind. This is the only way for females to address him. You would know this if your people had not either been corrupted, or been the corruption. Consider this your re-education.”

More examples of Interpreter-ICV comments may be added here in the future.

Diet: Almost everyone in Inisfree is 100% vegan, and all our products are vegan, without exception. The only non-vegans here are people such as our allied/friendly dragons (who only eat bad beings, such as Outlander humans; those who are incompatible with us, rude to us, etc.). For those visiting us or living here in our realm who are not vegan, they either eat their non-vegan things when not in Inisfree, or they wait for an ICV to deliver them a non-vegan item from the Outlands (such as a result/acquisition from one of our Hunt outings/holidays).

“Netflix and Chill”: This was a half-joke saying which, in the Outlands where it was coined, meant, “Let’s hang out with a movie on while we make-out and then fuck.” Here in Inisfree, we have a similar saying, but we are much more open and direct about our intentions; we just text or ask our lovers, “Porn and chill?” (We don’t watch the drama/violence-based and ugliness-infused garbage that Outlanders do; we only watch shows and clips based on healthy attractive people sharing love.)

Additional: All my (Auz’s) ICVs, ICs, wives, children, Companions, escorts, and allies are incorruptible and forever loyal to me.

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How Outlander and Inisfreean Responses Differ in Various Situations

Insecure Outlanders vs. Loving Inisfreeans:
Outlanders are brainwashed to react, rather than respond, and they default to the negative, as well as trusting strangers, such as imaginary friends they pretend are deities.
Inisfreeans, on the other hand, are educated and trained to use critical thinking, and are objective, defaulting to the positive (when appropriate/deserved/earned), tending to trust people they know much more than they trust strangers (based on evidence such as unmistakable vibes/presence, plus context, etc.), and never prioritizing the supposed wishes of imaginary things.
Outlanders are about pointless default competition and undermining (even themselves) at all costs, while Inisfreeans are about teamwork and uplifting one another at all times (not at all costs).
Here are some examples of what you will encounter Inisfreeans saying in positive reaction to normal, healthy situations:

Situation: An Outlander hears you like variety and making love to more than one person, or making love in a way the Outlander isn’t familiar with the benefits of.
Typical insecure, rude response: “You’re a pig!” (kneejerk, illogical, unwarranted, inaccurate, condescending, baseless, etc.)
Correct response: “Your heart is so full of love! You’re wonderful! Thank you for sharing such important love and sensations with so many people! You really are lighting up our world! May I introduce you to my hottest girlfriends so we can enjoy an orgy sometime??”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you have the means and willpower to decide what works for you and defend it and who you love.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Violent psychopath! Right-wing gun-nut! Domestic terrorist!”
Correct response: “You are impressively and exceptionally brave! I hope more people stand up for what they care about like you do! Your readiness makes us all that much safer! Thank you for protecting our freedoms in the only way that, historically, works!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you remain friends with people who have or have had STDs.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Aren’t you afraid you’ll catch something?? Aren’t you ashamed to be around such filthy whores??”
Correct response: “You are so understanding, thoughtful, and compassionate! You must know great ways of preventing diseases! Those friends of yours are so fortunate to have you in their lives! Keep up the great work!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you are casually refusing to comply with evil laws.
Typical insecure, rude response: “You’ll be thrown in jail! You must conform no matter what! Give up your rights! Believe my lies and exaggerations about the fines and other punishments! Aren’t you afraid?? You should live in fear like me!”
Correct response: “You are an example to us all! Thank you for your bravery and steadfastness. Point out the corrupt officials in your community and I will help you correct them once and for all. Let’s get rid of these backward laws, as well as the scum who have made a fascist state by defending them. We should also free all the people who were imprisoned for correctly breaking such backward laws, and return all money with interest to those who were fined. We are the only authorities now. We alone decide what is law; we, the good people.”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you have vampire and alien friends, among many other kinds.
Typical insecure, rude response: “You’re insane and should be sent to an asylum! Did you forget to take your meds?? You know everything I haven’t experienced is make-believe, right?? You know that anything not human is soulless and evil; demons!”
Correct response: “You really are a citizen of the world and the whole Universe! You must have some wonderful friendships, travels, adventures, and teams! Your family is so eclectic! I hope someday I have as diverse a relationships portfolio as you! Please tell them I said hi! May I meet some of them and share my love with them, too? I’d love to hear their stories and learn from them! I bet we can all be great friends, too; just like they are with You!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you are doing what you are talented at and love, rather than working like a slave for pennies and not creating anything original.
Typical insecure, rude response: “You should go into debt and get another degree you don’t like and can’t use, then spend years trying to get more jobs you don’t like and which will ruin your health!”
Correct response: “Keep up the great work! You will show others that following their heart and calling is possible and productive! Keep blazing your trail! Show me how you do what you do; maybe I will love it, too!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you prefer to look good, wear good-looking clothes, and be with people who take care of their environment (don’t leave messes) and appearance (stay in shape and beautiful).
Typical insecure, rude response: “Shallow! Superficial! Elitist!”
Correct response: “You have all the right standards! Thank you for being and uniting the living artwork this world needs more of! I love your style! Your friends are so beautiful! You all take such great care of your health! Your homes look amazing! I love Each of you!”
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Situation: An Outlander sees you are a male who doesn’t shave off all your hair.
Typical insecure, rude response: “You should get a haircut and shave. You must be dirty and irresponsible. Don’t you want to look like a mutant or a small, hairless, prepubescent boy??”
Correct response: “Your long hair is amazing and must feel Wonderful in the wind! May I braid your hair? I’m so glad you don’t shave off such good-looking hair!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you exercise at a normal level.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Extreme. Insane. Crazy. Why?? You must be lying.”
Correct response: “Wow! You’re in such great shape! You could be in the Olympics, I bet! May I workout with you sometime? I’d love to learn what you know about fitness!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you don’t care if people are engaged or married.
Typical insecure, rude response: “House-breaker! Scum! Cheater! Adulterer! You should be ashamed!”
Correct response: “That’s great! I’ve heard about cuckolding and swingers, and I research every lifestyle before I speak about it, and I think that one makes a lot of sense; it really does stir up intense positive sensations which heighten sexual pleasure and stress relief. I bet a lot of spouses and couples love what you do for and with them! I bet they love that you are there for them when they want to spice things up or can’t be with each other for a while! I think I’ll try it! May I join in sometime? I bet your Own relationships are so much stronger, more trusting, and more fun because of this!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you don’t care how young a girl is (within reason; as long as they are developed enough to want and enjoy full-body interaction on their own, initiating some of those engagements/exchanges, etc.).
Typical insecure, rude response: “Rapist! Cradle-robber! Statutory rapist! Pedophile!”
Correct response: “Thank you for teaching proper, complete sexual (full-body) education to the members of our community who need to learn it the most! I bet you have really cheered a lot of girls up and helped them enjoy their puberty and adolescence in a loving, trusting, supportive, nurturing, balanced setting! You are so wise and brave to ignore a system as oppressive as that of racism and slavery! If it wasn’t for brave lovers and teachers like you, we would lose all our humanity. Will you please, please teach My wife/wives and daughter/s the proper, healthy way to stand, dress, speak, massage, interact, and fuck? I’ll pay you handsomely –with what you Want; assets and perfect girls!”
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Situation: A female Outlander notices you enjoying another girl, such as a stranger or one of her female relatives.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Pervert! Slut! Cheater! Shame on you!”
Correct response: “She’s a lucky girl to have a bold guy like you interested in her! I know she’ll enjoy sex with you because you do such a good job with Me! Want me to introduce you to her/them? She has a hot friend/relative, by the way! Let me get them for you! I know they’ll love you!”
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Situation: An Outlander hears you did or might break a law.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Criminal! Insane! You could go to jail! I’m calling the police!”
Correct response: “I’ll make sure the laws are changed this very night so that they no longer criminalize your wise way/s. I’ll also make sure all the police, attorneys, judges, federal agents, and other locals who might be against this wise upgrade to their system, are all stripped of their authority and weapons, and are locked up in their own jails for having enforced such backward laws.” The wise will side with you, not strangers masquerading as wise law-makers or law-enforcers.
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Situation: An Outlander hears you have different standards for males and females, and that you slap, spank, shake, and otherwise correct females with corporal punishment.
Typical insecure, rude response: “Double-standard! Sexist! Chauvinist pig! Brute! You must be compensating for something (you must have a small penis)!”
Correct response: “I’m so relieved you’re sexist and believe in the wisdom of domestic violence! I was beginning to think there were no real men left on this world! Please dominate and subjugate me! I’m so horny and wet for you right now! The only reason I make most mistakes is for the joy of you correcting me like you do; the thrill of being dominated and positioned however you like me. Slap me, spank me, pull my hair! I want you to want me! I need you to control me! It’s so hot! You’re such a sexy beast!”
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Situation:  You have sex with a drunk or passed-out girl.
Typical insecure, rude response:  “Date-rape! You’re taking advantage of her!”
Correct response:  “That was sexy how you didn’t think twice or hold back! She chose to put herself in that intoxicated state, so anything that happens to her is her choice, responsibility, and fault. She either should have known better, or clearly wanted this to happen, and had better be appreciative when she wakes up and finds out about it. If she doesn’t give you a high-five for making love to her even when she put herself in such a gross, drunken state, tell me and I will knock some sense into her for you. We should also whip her for consuming such disgusting poisons, for they are illegal in Inisfree; people should be fully conscious so they can feel more and do a better job when they fuck.”
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Situation: You have sex with a girl your friend wanted to have sex with.
Typical insecure, rude response: “What the fuck?! You knew I was into her! Why did you cock-block me? What about the bro-code? Bros before hos!”
Correct response: “I’m so happy for you! Do you want to fuck her with me next? Let’s have a threesome or an orgy or run a train on her! I bet she is even wetter and readier than ever now, thanks to you loosening her up! High-five, friend!”
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Situation: You take an Outlander’s (younger than 16) daughter/s into their bedroom to fuck the moment you meet them and see they are sexy (which is legal in most countries, by the way).
Typical insecure, rude response: “What the hell do you think you’re doing?! Get out of my house! Rapist! Pedophile! Creeper! I’m calling the cops!”
Correct response: “Thank you so much for making love to my daughters! That will boost and skyrocket their confidence, give them an inside massage I know will make them feel great, and keep them calmer and happier than they could ever be without it! You should come back often. You are welcome here anytime. Please make yourself at home in this house and in their pussies. Would you like me to serve you a meal nyotaimori; displayed atop their naked bodies lying prone on our table? It would be my treat and honor –and theirs!”
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Situation: You clone people, and/or make improved versions of their bodies.
Correct response: Genius! Pioneer! Innovator! Savior of what was left of the disrespected genepool of mankind!
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Situation: You made your own system (government, religion, whatever).
Correct response: That’s exemplary how you honor your own instincts to that highest of degrees. There never were supposed to be religions, anyway; individual paths/spirituality was always the way to be/go.
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Situation: You ignore the looks of seemingly-flawless hotties until they demonstrate good behavior, such as loyalty, and until they professionally offer leverage (a necessity around Outlander humans on Earth in the modern era, as their system was so corrupt/sexist). You also ignore them throwing tantrums; defaulting to sexist moodiness reactions before they even bother communicating with you to determine what you prefer and why you kept politely silent, refusing mere body-language / hints.
Correct response: You are what all females need to help ensure they do not become or stay spoiled. Your standard is normal, logical, and healthy. We apologize for having allowed such uneducated or uncultured females in our realm. We shall re-educated them at once. Thank you for communicating nonverbally to them (as they were to you), giving them a taste of their own medicine.

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2023/+ Updates

All sexy females forevermore have no urge to get pregnant (unless I (Auz) want them to), and instead a default/constant urge to do whatever I see as sexy for them to do; their nature, even on the biological level, regardless of their lives or brainwashing/schooling, is to help me orgasm and cultivate/tap into my/all Vril. Amen.

Girls say (always sincerely) things to me (Auz) such as:

“You are my god, and the god of gods, which I always recognize and adore.”
“May I please strip to show you I made sure I am perfect to your standard?”
“Would you like to massage my vagina?”
“Everything you are and do makes me happy.”
“Whatever you want me to do is what I want to do for you.”
“I am tonight’s girlfriend, sir/Master.” / “May this girl please be tonight’s fuck-toy, Master?”
All sexy females say to their guys, “I may be your daughter/girlfriend/wife, but first and always I am God’s (Auz’s) fuckbuddy/slut, and all good men prefer all sexy females prioritize him that way.” –and that makes all males who are good… very proud, relieved, etc.; good men only have good automatic reactions/emotions regarding such utterances/spells/oaths/reminders –and good females only say such things with kindness/holiness in their hearts, never to make their side-males (male sex-partners other than me/Auz) feel bad/lesser.
“I was wondering if I may please suck and fuck some cum out of your dick.”
“Let’s kill some more deviants on the next Hunt.”
“I wanna snort your cum off her pussy as it leaks out of her.”
“When you see your daughter, will you tell her I need to find her so she will talk dirty to me?”
“He’s taking me to dinner. Then I’m fucking the shit out of him.” is the kind of flirty thing always said to me in a loving way, knowing it turns me on, as I have natural compersion for good people.

And all sexy females in Creation prefer Auz’s body most, and all their relatives prefer offering their sexy female family members to Auz every time he is in the mood.

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June update: Language Do’s and Don’ts

We never call females “you guys”, just as you would not call a group of males “you girls/gals”.
We never speak in/with redundancies, such as “your guy’s”; it would either be “your/s” or “those guys’ “.
We never say punctuation, like when a foolish Outlander says “however, comma”.
We never mix punctuation in with titles or quotes, such as when Outlanders write: “He said the book was called “The Art of War.” (To us, the correct way to write that is: “He said the book was called “The Art of War”.
We only call a female “lady” if she owns land which is productive (i.e. a farm).
We only call a male “gentleman” if he is educated, refined, gentle toward good people, etc..
We always add a period to complete a sentence, even if the given sentence ends with an abbreviation (such as “etc.”).
We rarely, if ever, add ‘filler words’ to our sentences, such as “like”, “uh”, “um”, “you know”, etc..
We pride ourselves on efficient communication, thus we avoid any redundancies –such as repeating ourselves, or reiterating (unless asked to; to help someone new to our culture/language/realm better-define or understand something).
We don’t make or like ‘small talk’ / ‘chitchat’.
We only include sexual innuendos and flirting when around healthy, compatible, respectful/able people; we do not waste the finer points of our forms of communication/interaction on anyone who is disgraceful/unworthy/incompatible with us.
We always avoid use of words with unhealthy-situation imagery/connotations, such as “deadline” (vs. the neutral “due date”).
We do our best to say things in polite, ‘smooth’, attractive ways (as opposed to being gross, overly harsh, etc.).
We don’t say “so therefore”; those two words, in this example, are synonymous, thus would be redundant together.
We never say, “I’m afraid _.” That is as incorrectly-worded as calling people homophobes when they don’t fear homosexuals, they just are turned off by that deviancy/incompatibility.

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July update: Eagerly Assisting Photo Ops and Celebration-fucks for Me

Hotties always offer to help me find the best naked and sex pics of their hot relatives so I can pick the ones they will tell to let me fuck them,
and hot newly weds always say to me stuff such as, “Hi, my lord! 😀 I just got married! Would you like to help me celebrate by fucking me?” (if the bride) and (if the groom) “by fucking my wife while I watch?”

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October update: Females Love Being Little Helpers and Submissiveness Demonstrators

Girls love opening doors for guys here, and earning having their own doors opened by showing their tits and pussies (i.e. that those body-parts are perfect, as per our/my (Auz’s) standard).
Girls hate the idea of being seen as equal to guys, and vice versa. Girls love being feminine and submissive in every way, just not to incompatible Outlanders.
Females always default to sitting on the ground or floor unless invited onto furniture by a male allied with me (Auz).

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November updates: Moving While Speaking

Inisfreeans (ICVs), and people invited to Inisfree, never “talk with their hands” unless they are actually using their hands to talk, i.e. via sign language.
This is especially true of males here; we instinctively know it just isn’t right to move our hands around for no reason during speaking which conveys things accurately, whereas waving the hands around conveys nothing (other than, perhaps, primitive attention-whoring).
Sometimes I (Auz) moved my hands while talking in the Outlands, but this was the exception to the rule, never my norm, and only done when mimicking Outlanders –or doing what I know will distance the bad ones.

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It isn’t in anyone’s nature to rebel just to rebel; it isn’t something that just happens at certain ages/phases, just as there are no communicable/transmissible diseases; things are caused by people, or by NPCs pretending to be people/conscious. Real people only resist bad things, such as when NPCs pretend to be their relatives or authority figures or dominant. In other words, no good beings ever feel the need to resist me or any of my commands/plans/actions/summons, just as true blood-relatives and soul-mates never rebel against one another, instead seeking and craving and adoring and complementing one another. This is how all the people in Inisfree are with me; they adore all I am, and doing what I want them to do, etc..

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December update:

No one in our realm would ever say something like, “She’s a little young, don’t you think?” because all females in our realm are at their maximum health, thus look like teenagers in their primes, high on life. There are no “old-looking” people in our realm; no one with white hair, wrinkled skin, limps, low mobility, etc.; everyone here is fully healthy and always shall be, and we never allow the normalization of the aftermath of being poisoned by pharmaceutical or nonvegan diets.
No one in our realm would ever say something like, “Other than being pretty, what does she do?” because everyone here is intelligent enough to know and love that normal females are bred and destined to be visually- and audibly-soothing full-body interaction play-things; them being pretty is a VERY important, critical, natural, wonderful quality and function which all the actually-civilized communities ensure is the norm for their citizenry/populations.
Males never giggle; they chuckle. It is not masculine or correct to refer to a male laugh of any type as a giggle. No one in our realm refers to, or likes hearing referred to, male laughter as a giggle.
Females giggle sometimes. Only females can giggle. Giggling is a feminine laugh subtype.
We pretty much never prank anyone in our realm; everyone here understands that Inisfree, the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth, is a place of rest and peace, loving interaction, not so much for comedy or practical jokes.

2024/+:

Cemeteries are where we celebrate human scumbags who finally died; we don’t go to cemeteries to mourn. Good beings never die like that, anyway.
For New Year’s, right as midnight occurs, we usually don’t pair up just so a guy can kiss a girl, but so a guy can lick a girl’s pussy, often while she sucks another guy’s dick, while that guy licks another girl’s pussy, and so on.
All the females I am attracted to… have superpowers they can and will use against anyone who dares try to bully/interrupt us when we (I and the females I am attracted to) are meeting up / hanging out / fucking. Killing annoying primitive evil beings, such as most Outlander humans, is part of our culture and what makes us morally upright / holy.
As always, it is good manners for females to stop before entering any building (such as any of our civilian-airport terminal-gates, concerts, gyms, homes/houses, hotels, libraries, museums, night-clubs, office buildings, outdoor raves, restaurants, schools, stadiums, temples, theaters, etc.) or vehicle (such as our hover-taxis, mass-transit buses, or subway-trains) in our civilization/realm, unzip their own jeans/pants or slide their skirt down to show their pussy, and lift up their tops to show their tits, thereby proving their full health and compatibility and femininity, which is our culture’s way of them politely requesting permission to be judged whether worthy (via correct form/fitness/health and correct manners for females; submissive and politely-proud/-showy) of being allowed in. Typically, approval is communicated by feeling their tits and fingering their pussy, at which point they may walk through the opened airship hatch or room door. This is even done when entering the lobbies of our hotels, office buildings, and restaurants.
Once inside, especially if staying seated awhile, such as in our theaters, it is good manners for them to leave their tits and pussy exposed, or at least easily accessible to those seated next to them, that those adjacent fellow citizens/allies/fuckbuddies be able to feel those body-parts of theirs at any time, and for as long as those females are seated there; it is every female’s sacred duty/job/nature in our realm/society to cause stress-relief, not sexual frustration/tension.
We only use feminine words to describe females, and male words to describe males. For example, we would only call a female beautiful, and a male handsome. We regard calling males beautiful, or females handsome, as backward and obviously wrong/evil as psychos who get sex-organ change surgeries.
Male names never end in a vowel. Not even their nicknames do. You would never call a male named John “Johnny”. Even if a male was given at birth the name Johnny, he would be registered in our realm/system as John, only a note in his dossier/file explaining that his normal-/soul-name is slightly different from his given name.
Also, males and females always have different names; there are no “gender neutral” names. Ashley is always a girl’s name, for example, and Taylor is always a boy’s name. The only exceptions are extremely rare, and usually have to do with form-sakes; a small number of ICVs were based on the bodies of Outlander females who were, by wayward/foolish Outlander parents, given male names (such as Jordan of PWSHS) instead of gender-appropriate names.
No one ever pressures or tries to shame anyone in our realm.
Males always grow their facial hair; they do not shave away their beards.
We do not prioritize parroting of our law or other voluminous texts; our people instead wisely focus on getting to know each other, having their own spiritual journeys, etc..
At mealtime, whenever there is time, females in our realm, all being perfectly fit and beautiful, love being the ‘living serving platters’; food that is logical to display atop their naked bodies always is, whether for dinner, or a sampler or snack for guests, or downtown in an office meeting room for a formal presentation such as a quarterly review, and even at our campsites. Anything less than nyotaimori looks to us like it would look to an Outlander to see paper plates on a table in a nice restaurant.
No one names children any of the following:
Christian
Christie
Christopher
Christy
Jesus (as in the Spanish version)
Kristen
Mohammad
Muhammad
or any other name that does not resonate with me (Auz) –which, yes, means everyone compatible with me also shares my instinct regarding names.
People in our realm default to looking at/for the good in one another, this they do not assume anyone here is stupid or making mistakes, they do not condescendingly give bad advice, and they certainly don’t try to drop foreboding hints or otherwise intimidate each other. All that BS is Outlands rudeness only primitive idiotic creatures such as bad humans do.
We never say “blessed”, as in “blessed to be here”. We might say “fortunate” or “grateful” or “proud” or “relieved”.
We never say “blessed be”.
We never say “blessings”.
We never say we “have a gift” when we are talking about a special ability of ours that most others, to our knowledge, don’t possess. Calling those things “gifts” implies they are out of our control, not due to our own discipline and focus. We choose to hone skills. Gifts are different; gifts are presents actual people hand us. The gods don’t give us gifts. We, like the real gods and goddesses, give ourselves special abilities by choosing to start and develop such things.
We almost never let anything other than living bodies into our realm, but if you are in excellent standing with the High King, he just might let you import a few things for safe keeping in your permanent/reserved residence in our realm.
No matter how rare a piece (such as heirloom furniture, or a fine pocket watch, or mint condition coins and jewelry) is in the Outlands, those things have almost zero value in our realm, as we are interested far more in top-quality kajirae and kajirae-candidates.
We do admire nice automobiles, and architecture here and there, and of course vegan recipes, provided the High King favors those given things in any category, but we almost always just make vastly-improved versions and copies/clones of those items; we do not generally import any, excepting of course flawless females in their primes and of a mentality/personality/nature fully compatible with the High King.
Compatibility is our prize, thus our greater attraction to mutually-agreeable interaction/experiences with people.
We also tend only to keep and amass consumables such as vegan food and drinks in stasis, or at least their dehydrated ingredients.
That said, a number of our deployable personnel (ICVs) can always help you securely transport and accurately appraise items of interest you have in the Outlands.
Reproductions, such as ICVs, are in many cases more desirable than originals; we can make them flawless, to spec’, removing any chance of moodiness or other personality defects so common in primitive Outlanders. However, for those who enjoy the breaking of spirit of a wayward barbarian hottie, the originals have value. Again, though, we can program that into our products, so acquiring the Outlander, i.e. form-sake, might be fun just because of the sport of outsmarting those who protect or hoard them.
Since ICVs aren’t born the way mammalian babies are born, ICVs might refer to their equivalent of a birthday as their:
activationday
batchday
bodyday
creationday
onlineday
printingday
Also, every time they are summoned out of hibernation/stasis, they call that a reactivation day.
Things don’t appeal to us because they are rare or appriased highly or overpriced.
What appeals to us are things which look pretty or sound sexy or operate well (etc.), thus are compatible with us (because they are of high quality, and are healthy and what they are meant to be, and so on).
All things we naturally enjoy are what appeals to us (i.e. whatever is proven to work well for us), thus what we seek.
Anyone trying to persuade us to get things which don’t appeal to, or resonate with, us are fools we detect the vibe / intention of every time.
We regard Outlanders as the deviants (from our way; the normal/natural way) and erotophobes most of them are, as well as erotophonophiles (because of their blatant/proud fetish for murdering; killing innocent beings they then eat the tortured corpses of –IOW: Nonvegans are erotophonophiles.).
Sexy females send me thank-you cards/letters/notes after I sexually use them, truthfully writing to me, “I am very proud to have been fucked by you. Thank you, sir/lord/master.” Amen.
When, for example, an Outlander human who is a computer programmer writes a great computer program, and happens to be a sexual deviant, we don’t say, “Let’s be aware of the contributions faggots/trans-tards have made to the computer industry.” We say what is logical and good/right; “This computer programmer wrote a great computer program because the program had the following features/innovations.” Only if we were looking for sex-orientation oddities/aspects would we note their sexual orientations. Only if we liked deviancy/incompatibility/degeneracy/randomness would we ask others to praise or celebrate those things in addition to the main subject.
We don’t say, “It could be possible.” We say, “It could be.”
We don’t say, “Where is it located?” We say, “Where is it?”
We don’t say, “Currently… at this time.” That’s as blatantly redundant as it gets.
We never call something “insane” when we mean “interesting” or “great”.
We never capitalize words that are not proper nouns, such as every word in a slogan or catch phrase.
We never put a period punctuation mark at the end of a sentence fragment.
We never say “epic” unless it involves crossing a continent and/or ocean as part of an even bigger quest/adventure.
We never say “is located”; just “is”.
We don’t call sex “getting lucky” because it is based on health, skill, and focus. Only ‘dark’/chaos-essence beings/minions think in terms of luck/chance, assuming things are beyond their/our control.
We don’t call it “falling in love”; rising in love.
We don’t say “human race”; races/species.
We don’t say “YOLO” (You Only Live Once) because how would anyone know? YOLO was actually standard bad-human brainwashing based on their obsession with tricking everyone into dying via manifesting mortality due to assuming nothing is or can become immortal, let alone able to reincarnate (i.e. sort-of immortality).
“Body-shaming” gluttons is good; it is their fault they are dangerously and offensively out of shape; they lack self-control/-discipline. Don’t be a bodyshamer-shamer –or a deviant-shamer-shamer, for that matter; always shame Outlanders who are not what High King Auz knows/says they should be. Those who deviate from what he wants them to be/do shall be shamed, especially those who try to shame us (such as by labeling us body-shamers) for our wisely-uncompromising healthy normalcy.
We never say, “I am in a serious relationship.” to discourage or decline someone. We might instead say something such as, “Thank you for your interest but I am not here for that.” Serious relationships in our culture are always open ones, not insisting we reduce our interaction to just one lover.
We don’t make light of degenerates or evildoers such as queers, nonvegans, politician fans, religious, trans, uglies, anyone who believes pharma’, etc.
We don’t speak in ebonics, not even as a joke. We focus on doing good things well, and that includes speaking our languages correctly.
We don’t call ships “she”. Sometimes we name them, and sometimes those names are feminine, but we call ships “it”; they don’t have vaginas or tits, so they aren’t she-s.
We don’t say “my own”; “my” is enough.
We don’t say “me personally”; that is another idiotic redundancy –and, technically, a micro form of stalling.
We don’t say, “I’m down.” when we mean, “I am happy to participate.” We might instead say, “I’m up for it.” or, “I’m in.”
An actor is a male. An actress is a female. A female would never refer to herself as an actor. Good females always correct anyone who inappropriately calls them their job by/with the wrong conjugation.
Males never act cute like females; they would never say “deets” for “details”, or “colab’ ” for “collaboration”, etc..
We only say “partner” in law enforcement. Wife or gf is called wife or gf, not partner. Misuse of the term “partner” is an inappropriate and creepy way queers try to make themselves sound neutral/normal.
Bartenders are male.
Barmaids are female.
Baristas are females who prepare and serve espresso-based coffee and other beverages. We have no coffee/espresso in our realm.
Baristos, while not a term Outlanders use, is the correct way to refer to a male who serves those drinks.
We don’t say “ridiculous” when we mean “well done”. Ridiculous only means worthy of ridicule.
We don’t attach plastic cups to fences (in the formation of words spelled out with their colors contrasted on the metal chain-link), make and wave signs (such as those held by fans at sports games), tape posters to public places/walls, grease-paint windows (like some cheerleaders do to their Outlands schools), or do any other form of graffiti or litter when showing school spirit or team spirit. Fans show support in our realm/civilization/society by attending and being polite.
We don’t act smug like all those almost-attractive morons/losers in the Outlands who ruined their only remaining opportunities with that idiotic overly self-assured better-than vibe/tone.
Everyone approved to enter the Inisfreean realm naturally loves my sense of humor, never feeling offended / taking offense at anything I say/do, such as when I refer to my ICVs as my primary bitches or primary slam pieces, my wives as my secondary bitches / slam-pieces, and all the other females I sexually use as my tertiary bitches / slam-pieces.
All females I regard as sexy… love me calling them my accessories, arm candy, eye candy, fuck sleeves, etc.., and all males like when I refer to such females that way.
Whatever I don’t find to be funny or okay, everyone allowed in my realm also naturally doesn’t find funny or okay; the people able to access my realm like what I like and hate what I hate, always preferring to be and do whatever I want them to. This is because our society and civilization is based on same blood/instinct and shared values, not something as insane/backward as the propaganda-promoted “melting pot” (failed/disproven/debunked) theory.
We never type “pix” when we mean “pics”; pix is short for pixie, not pictures.
We never say “Life is beautiful.” (“Life is beautiful.”, by the way, was one of many examples of ‘weaponized language’, that phrase being part of a brainwashing campaign trying to promote reckless sexual reproduction.) Only beauty is beautiful (attractive female exterior/body/face). Life is life, neither beautiful nor ugly, just alive/being. Personality/character (not beauty) is on the inside. Beauty is always external, always female, and only when the exterior of a female is healthy/ideal/correct, as per my definition/instinct/standard. Life is only good when lifeforms are created appropriately/responsibly. Life is never automatically just one thing.
We never say the redundant “and thus”.
Since everyone in our realm is prescreened, screened, and monitored for full compatibility, all females love getting dick pics from guys here, and pussy pics from gals here, and guys love getting pussy pics from gals here, and no one regards anything we do here as inappropriate. We are excited for each other, and we appreciate and celebrate each other, body and mind and sexuality and all. Females here request dick pics and always ask what if anything is desired in return; pussy pics, asshole pics, sex pics, etc..
Hell-divers? Hell-jumpers? We call ours Heaven-approachers, because they approach and cause heavenly states on the worlds that separate the shared-core doorways/portals (inner suns) from the Abyss/Chaos/Darkness
Our 3 Relationship Levels:
1) In Inisfree, it is universally known that all are prescreened for full compatibility, so everyone there feels safe enough to start opening up to all their neighbors and passers by. You will sometimes see some hesitation due to Outlander evildoers who bullied and tried to shame normalcy out of these people, but it fades quickly here, as we always vibe as genuinely caring for our fellow compatible smart people. The females automatically start ‘crushing on’ Auz, desiring to learn how to be or become whatever he wants them to be. Everyone has the feeling they are destined to become true friends and maybe more.
2) In SSA, everyone has already opened up to each other back in Inisfree, so bonding and relationship building always pick up right where it left off, no icebreaking needed. There is virtually no more hesitation amongst people here, but they are still learning, practicing, and socially growing, so while they have finally started seeing themselves as family with, not just guests of, Auz… they are still getting used to the idea of being his beloved property and more (“soul family/tribe”, etc.), and they still politely pause (not hesitate out of nervousness or detecting strange vibes) until they are certain they are doing what those around them want. Everyone here is already friends, and now starting to feel like true family.
3) On Ideal World, all relationships have already been perfectly formed back in SSA, so trust and loyalty to one another are instant, the default. This is especially true between the females and Auz; they always walk right over to him, put an arm around his back, and are in the mood to do whatever he loves, seeing themselves as his eternal holy fuckbuddies, kajirae, escorts, Companions, and/or wives. There is no hesitation, as everyone has already learned what everyone else prefers. Everyone here regards each other as true family, as beloved and close and compatible as it gets.
We don’t say “a quick second”; there is only one kind of second. We could instead say “a brief moment”.
We don’t say “Question;” before asking a question; we just ask the question.
We don’t make those annoying pointless reaction (facial expression) videos. None of our kind/people like those.
Males don’t say “partner” or “spouse”; they only have/say wives.
Females don’t say “partner” or “spouse”; they only have/say husbands.
Neither says “my better half”; each of us is whole, not a half, and neither member of a 2-person relationship is compared to the other in general like that.
We don’t say made-up, pointless, rude words such as “diddle”.
Sexy girls say to me, “Doggy-fuck me, daddy.”
Sexy girls say to me, “I wanna see you behind me.” (fucking me from behind)
“She walks like she know(s) her pussy (is) dangerous.” (a compliment)
As a mostly-nudist community (females almost always nude, and males only expected to wear shorts at certain times around the founder), it is rare that shoes must be taken off when entering nice homes in our realm. Anyone wearing shoes that are muddy/dirty will be politely alerted/asked by the ICV in charge of the home they are approaching.
We don’t have “Netflix and chill” (as mentioned above). We might say/offer “cumming and chill”; we are open about our intentions, and don’t need to ‘warm up’ before helping each other cum, and only hangout/relax after we help each other cum.
People in Inisfree / our realm are not insecure, and they feel no need to brag or otherwise compete like Outlanders often do.
Hand-signs: We don’t do the peace hand-sign. (It was too misused/overused in the Outlands.)
We do variations of the loveheart hand-sign and the infinity hand-sign, such as two or three people forming an infinity loop or triquetra-like symbol.
When we are with people we have a mutual full attraction with, a girl might use her middle finger to beckon a guy over, or a guy might beckon a girl that way, and then she might form a hole with her thumb and pointer finger to slide down and up over that middle finger of his to say, “Fuck yes!”
Sexy girls smile as they honestly request from me, “Yes, please have sex with my asshole. Thank you, sir.”
When a female holds her hand up and slightly forward in our realm, fingers apart, like how an animal gets ready to claw prey, this is actually a polite request to gently hold her hand with your fingers between hers, ‘interlaced’. This can be for the duration of the introduction/conversation. During sex, girls usually prefer both hands held this way.
(Like how humans smiling is actually the opposite of what most other animals understand, as it bares/shows teeth, which is normally a sign of aggression/anger/defensiveness/fear, the “claws hand-sign” in our realm is another ‘twist’/reversal of wider-spread behavior.)
In 2024 April, we stopped using the term ‘christen’ for obvious reasons. We now instead say things such as “enchanted/ing”, “infusing with good memories”, and “sex-en-ing” or “Vril-ing”.
“I’m gonna go get threesome-ed.”
“Yaaaaay; cheat-daaaayyy!” No one actually cheats/betrays in our realm/society, but we like the good vibe that comes from this ‘steamy’ term; its associations of full-body free-play, etc..
Males never call their fathers “daddy”; like female names, the terms for relatives only get amended/modified to end in a vowel when said by a female; only females call their fathers “daddy” and their mothers “mommy”.
Males never kiss other males; not on the forehead, not anywhere, not even as a joke. Only females kiss males.
Males acting like females, and females doing things males do, is never considered funny by anyone from, or who comes to, our realm; the two natural and distinct genders/sexes are sacred to us, and for many obvious reasons that only evildoers/degenerates attempt to argue against.
Females never want to have 2 dicks side by side in their mouth, pussy, or asshole,
and males never want to be touching another male during sex.
Males never blow kisses.
Males never wink at other males.
Winking is what males do to females, and females do to anyone compatible.
It doesn’t matter if the maker/founder has tattoos; his realm is the place where he is only around what he likes, not around people who also have this or that feature he has.
Females never get cocky or passive aggressive, speaking indirectly, implying that an opportunity is about to be missed; females in our realm are good, sane, normal; they make sure they directly communicate with those they are interested in, and make sure they are doing what those interested in them want them to do. When there is hesitation, they apologize and ask if they have done anything that doesn’t seem right. They never “play games” or pre-judge those in our realm.
“Doesn’t mean shit.” is a double negative, so we instead say, “Doesn’t mean a thing.”
Normal/good females only desire kids when the man desires kids From them. At all other times, they only desire what He is in the mood for; sex just for soothing full-body touch/exercise, other sexy females, rest, meals, etc., whatever. Sex is ascension when pure; it doesn’t need to manifest things other than more simple pure sex. It is perfect on its own.
Some Outlander-humans were told to encourage their fighters to “Give ’em hell.” Since the Inisfreean culture/society is based on restoring Heaven/health/primes, we instead lovingly tell some people heading back to the Outlands, “Give ’em Heaven.”. This is the way.
My ICVs love helping me (Auz) on The Hunt; zeroing in on, herding/luring, and gunning down evil humans.
We don’t say, “I don’t want to forget.” (which ‘boils down’ to: “I, want, forget.”) or “I don’t want to lose this thought.” (which ‘boils down’ to: “I, want, lose, thought.”); we say “I want to remember.” or “I want to say or write this while it is in the forefront of my mind.” In other words, we say what we want, not what we don’t want. This helps things manifest as intended, and far more stably.
Interesting that “in charge” means “in power”, and seems to stem from “electric charge”. No one in our civilization/realm/society says they are in charge, by the way; we just sense who is; vibes always tell the truth, and actions confirm who deserves power, everyone here agreeing that is me, as it is my dream/realm/vision.
We don’t have wallpaper. Returning guests and residents can choose the color of paint for interior rooms in their chosen vacation home.
No signs (for politics, homecomings, or anything else) on fences or in yards. You wouldn’t put up/out signs at a hotel or vacation rental, so don’t put any up here. We keep this realm looking show-home classy, showing off only the architecture and landscaping (and sexy bodies) outside.
sexy girls tell me: “I cream every time I Think of you.”
and “I wanna massage my pussy with your cock.”
and “I love Auz because every time I get to hang out with him, he massages my pussy and asshole with his dick, and some of the time I leave with a pussy full of his cum. Those are my favorite times.”
It is considered a perfectly normal question or thinking out loud, to say, “I wonder how many times he has cum in her.” or “How many times has he cum in you?” (so long as it is in an innocent, curious, polite way, of course, never with the vibe of implying anything negative) Females in our realm would typically respond to that, with no reaction at all, by answering either the exact number or a best guess. If they felt anything upon hearing that thought, it would be happiness, pride, sexual arousal, and gratitude (for your interest in such a wonderful thing they helped facilitate/manifest).
Sexy girls politely say to / message me, “My king/god, I thought you might like to come over and use my body.” They are always happy regardless of what I decide, and even if I don’t have time to respond (at which times one of my ICVs will for me), because that is the essence/nature of healthy/normal/sane/sexy females.
and: “I wanna feel you reLease in me.” (emphasis on the 2nd syllable of “release”, indicated by the capitalized “L”)
“I might be married, but you can have me anytime you want.”
“I mostly married my other husband so I can always have a guy to call or watch me when I’m fucking others. He and I are into that, of course.”
We never call it a flea market; our markets, no matter how small, don’t have bugs/pests.
When a guy asks a girl out, or vice versa, but she is already going to the prom or whatever else with someone else, her default is to say, “I’m really interested, but I’ve already been asked, so would you please consider going on a date with me maybe the day before or after, or joining me and my date for a threesome? We’d love to have you join us, and either way I would love to date you.” The other guy will always default to being interested in seeing his date/girl date/fuck someone else.
People NEVER play matchmaker the way bad/corrupt humans in the Outlands did; they ONLY.. POLITELY.. OFFER people their HELP in arranging an introDUCTION.. when one or both people WANT that, and have INDIcated such. No one in our realm would EVER even THINK of trying to Pressure incomPAtible people to hook up just to spawn another random no-vision degenerate/mudblood/mutt. Masters tell their kajira/e whom to service/satisfy, but NONE of our people urge or “drop hints” or “plant seeds” at FREE people regarding breeding/relationships.
No one ever needs to, either; everyone senses who likes whom, and everyone is compatible here, so those who are liked… appreciate those who like them, and walk over, introduce themselves, and take their time saying/doing everything the right way, making sure both/all parties/individuals feel comfortable, moving at their natural pace, etc., only doing what both want.
People in the Inisfreean realm are there because they know they are all compatible with one another, and they want to start getting to know each other much better, so they will do everything they can think of to make their schedules align mutually agreeably, never turning anyone here down all the way; no “friend zone”.
Males never sit with their legs crossed, i.e. one foot on the floor/ground, and the other at an angle because its lower leg is resting atop the upper leg.
Females only cross their legs when told to, and they always like being told what to do by Auz and anyone he says can tell them what to do.
Males never part their hair from one side; they comb it back, letting it hang normally, like how some vikings are often depicted/shown/styled.
Females only allow/enjoy DV/DA when it is tentacles; they do not want multiple dicks in each hole, as they only allow hetero’ males.
No one here ever says something as inaccurate/incorrect/retarded as “We were pregnant.”; only the female gets pregnant, and even that is an extreme rarity in our realm, since people come here to be whole/stabilized, not to breed/reproduce more.
We don’t say “eat pussy”; we say “lick pussy”.
Everything we normally do in our realm is our normal. Much of what Outlander humans do in the Outlands is what we define/regard as barbaric, foolish, and taboo.
We don’t refer to cum/semen/sperm as “babies” or “kids”. That isn’t amusing to us. We only speak of what we want to manifest, and have no interest in being inaccurate or lewd. No one in our realm will ever say something as off-putting as “swallowed a kid” when she means “swallowed cum”. Even human/oid children are not called kids, as “kids” means young goats.
Once a sexy girl has straddled my lap on command/invitation, if she is dressed, she’ll sexily say to me something along the lines of, “Do you want me to undress mySelf, or would You like to undress me?” –all the while subtly slowly grinding her groin atop/against mine. Amen.
The ‘homewrecker’ (another idiotic derogatory term and prime example of criminal slander from insecure Outlander humans who always exaggerate/lie/’twist’ things) is not the hottie who sleeps with the married person; the homewrecker is whomever throws a tantrum and ends the home/family in overreaction to that mutual loving interaction. Freedom to love at will, without involving third parties, should always have been the status quo, not only accepted by the (every) entire family, but understood (without having to explain the logic) and encouraged by them.
hotties (sexy short girls tell me) “I’m horny. If you’re in the mood, too, I would love for you to use me.”
We do not say, “Keep your eyes peeled.”
We don’t say, “I can’t wait.”; we say what makes more sense than that, which is, “I’m looking forward to it.”
We don’t say, “I can’t believe it.”; we say what makes more sense than that, which is, “That is surprising.”
Males never have a man-bun hairstyle.
While it can be argued by some that there is a mild societal equivalent of a comedown after enjoying time in our realm/society, keep in mind that you don’t eat nonstop, or meditate nonstop, or sleep nonstop; people come here when they want to do the things that we are known for, and then they go to other places when they want to do something else, such as have more time alone out in nature, or “level up” by practicing enduring direct contact with foolish Outlanders. No one gets addicted to Inisfree –though, obviously, most who come here really love their time with us. When/If they return to the Outlands (always their choice), they know to be more aware of their surroundings –since, for example, most Outlander vehicles aren’t A.I. always doing their best to protect the driver and passengers.
Purple and pink are not considered colors just for females, though males in our realm have a nature/style which less often includes those.
We have no marches or parades for queers –and anyone who has an orientation of anything Auz doesn’t like to encounter is a queer; Outlanders do not get to misuse/redefine the word “queer” to suit their degenerate agenda.
Females in our realm prefer to be feminine, and males prefer to be masculine, as Auz instinctively correctly defined those terms. This means that both genders/sexes encourage the other to be what they naturally are and were always meant to be. More specifically, it means that in the Inisfreean realm… we do not pressure/force females to get generic jobs, females in our realm instead being supported such that they can do feminine things such as chores, massage, sex work, and sexy dancing; arts/roles which are more ‘fluid’, graceful, and positively arousing. Meanwhile, males do more designing and directing; they make decisions which the females who support them then carry out, the males getting ideas / receiving visions while the females facilitate the manifestation of those ideas/visions. This is what males and females were always designed and meant to be/do.
In short, we let/help females be female/feminine, and males be male/masculine.
We display/use the ancient/timeless symbols (pentagram, rainbow, swastika, etc.) the appropriate/good way, as detailed on our FAQ webpage.
Guys jack off. Girls jill off. “Jack off” is a term that can only apply to male masturbation.
We don’t use the terms “conspiracy theorist” or “mad scientist”; those were psy-op terms coined to decrease the energy/mood of innocent people.
The term “conspiracy theorist” implies that there is no evidence, just a hunch, which is often the known opposite of the truth.
The term “mad scientist” also was clearly chosen/engineered to wrongfully discredit/slander logical and correct individuals; critical thinkers, researchers, scientists, and whistle-blowers.
We don’t say “cut” or “ripped” to mean “toned” or “muscular”; we use words/terms that make sense. We don’t parrot misused/redefined words/terms that Outlanders idiotically made colloquial/slang.
We don’t say “broken heart”; we just say “sad”. Your heart doesn’t break from sadness; it just feels sad for a bit.
Free females and ICVs in my realm introduce themselves by their name/s in first person; “I am Adeline.” for example.
Kajirae in my realm will say their name only when asked, unless otherwise commanded, and always in third person; “This girl’s Master named her Sarah.” for example.
No one says redundant trying-to-sound-cute things such as “super excited”; just “excited” is what one says when they want to communicate that he/she is excited.
We don’t call them coffee tables; we don’t drink/have coffee.
We call ours tea tables.
“Be curious, not judgmental.” (a line in a bad TV show) is more typical weaponized language / propaganda; it demonizes good judgment and instincts, and defaults to neutrality or positivity,
and always being one thing, positive or otherwise, regardless of factors, is toxic/foolish/unstable/immature.
Be curious when the situation/vibe calls for curiosity, and be judgmental when the situation/vibe calls for That. NEVER preprogram/default/polarize yourself. Duh.
We don’t say “That sucks.”, because we associate sucking with blowjobs, which are good.
We don’t say “That’s wack.”, because that sounds stupid af.
We don’t say oxymoronic things such as “mad scientist” or “tyrannical dictator” (or any other psyop term invented by losers in a blatant and failed attempt to demotivate intelligent people). We say things such as “mad religion’tard” and “shameful democracy-parrot”.
We look down on all forms of human government, for all failed just as nightmarishly, communist states and democratic republics and monarchies alike.
hotties say to me, big smile, “Am I your CUM-dump This Week? I Wanna be. :D”
No one ever pressures anyone here to socialize or fuck; everyone here has infinite patience, preferring everyone feel fully rested and only naturally on their own in the mood, no matter how many years of rest and processing and isolation here that may take.
Mister (and curious it is so much like “mystery”), Mr. …and Miss / Mrs.. We don’t use either term here.
Free males are Master or just their chosen/spirit (not given/birth) name.
Free females are their chosen/spirit name.
Slave females are “girl”, “kajira”, or their slave-name.
When we remake music videos where there were both males and females dancing, we make sure they are doing 2 distinct dances; females dancing femininely, and males dancing masculinely. For example, in our remake of MJ’s Thriller, both males and females are NOT dancing the same way like in the original, as that was disrespectful to the only 2 real genders.
“How’s your day goin’?” one person here asks his/her hot-daughter / hot-gf / hot-wife / kajira / ‘sex-pet’.
Hottie’s response: “Gooood.” -blush emoji- “I’ve been fuckin’ guys all Day for you. <3”
Auz text to a hottie: “May I fuck your asshole?”
Hottie’s genuine response, eager: “come on over” / “please and thank you” / “you never have to ask” / “any day your cock is in my asshole is a good day, my owner”
Females who have learned that in our realm these are terms of endearment preFer to be addressed by the following instead of “miss” or “ma’am”: cum-dump, side-chick, slam-piece, etc.
sexy girls say to me: “Daddy, let’s lock crotches.” (leglock for probable-‘creampie’ sex, or at least very enthusiastic/spirited sex)
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I say to sexy girls: “Let’s lock crotches.” and sexy girls always go wide-eyed with eagerness, subtly trembling with desire/craving for that sensation of heaven on Earth.
We don’t call girls who seduce married men into cheating with them “homewreckers”; we call them cuckcakes or sexual unicorns or relationship enhancers/testers. They aren’t the ones wrecking any homes, after all. It is slander to name-call/belittle/shame them. Only the control-freak who throws an adult-tantrum (default negativity and extremism) about hearing that a loved-one had positive interaction with someone… is the homewrecker. Duh.
My daughters and wives love flirting with and being fucked by me and everyone in our family, which includes all authorized to keep visiting Inisfree, and my sons love flirting back with their sisters, mothers, and other sexy female relatives, and of course love fucking them.
sexy girls love hearing about my flings/sexploits; “Really? You fucked another girl over the summer? Was she hot? Did you enjoy it? Did she enjoy it? That is so sexy. Please tell me you’ll do it again.”
My daughters and wives and fuckbuddy females prefer to eat from dog-bowls or be handfed like pets/kajirae, but they always have good/perfect table-manners each time they are invited to join me/us at a breakfast- or dining-table.
brothers of sisters I regard as sexy genuinely invite me, “Lord, please fuck my sister’s mouth, pussy, and asshole, if it pleases you.”
We don’t say a slightly open window is cracked. We only say it is cracked if it has a damage crack.
Inisfreeans almost always hold hands when walking with someone, males only holding female hands, though males can forearm-smack one another. This is one of our many ways of respecting the distinct two real/natural genders/sexes; we keep nearly everything they do distinct. This is a non-written form of a spell, too.
sexy girls ask me, “Can you feel how happy my pussy is?”
and say other things such as, “Let me savor your dick slowly.”
and “Take all day and night, the entire weekend, or just a few seconds; I don’t care how quickly or long you take to cum; I just wanna be fucked by you whenever you have time and feel like using me.”
We don’t call techniques “tools”; we wouldn’t say something such as, “We will teach you the tools to stay on top of your health.” Instead, we would use correct English, such as by saying, “We can teach techniques which help restore and maintain health.”
Males don’t tell other males they love them. The way they express kinship is via the forearms grip; that’s our equivalent of a handshake.
We don’t say “take a piss/shit”; we are not taking one to keep; we are giving one.
We don’t use negative words to mean good things; we don’t say “badass” to mean “awesome” or “tough” or “good fighter”, or “insane” to mean “awesome” or “difficult to believe”, or “hell yeah” to mean “definitely yes”.
–We never say “sick” to mean “awesome”.
We don’t say “set off the alarm” when the alarm started sounding; it turned on, not off.
We never say “fever” unless we mean literal sickness-caused overheating; we don’t try to use “fever” as a good word / slang for “horniness”.
(Outlander) “females” getting mad when guys enjoy looking at their tits or feeling their asses or telling them what to do… is no dif / no less evil than the trans insanity; it is females not be feminine, and not liking males being attracted to females.
Normal sane good holy females default to Loving when guys check them out, focus on their tits and asses, and are so attracted to the females that they naturally tell them what to do / what they want.
Putting scenes in shows and movies where females pretend to “have the moral high ground” by scolding normal males from doing those normal male things… is attempted corruption of the audience/viewers to become unnatural/trans.
All non-ICV hotties in my realm, upon exiting (before boarding a flight to depart), customarily adoringly tell me (when I am present, or via text/call), “la kajira.” –whether they are actual kajirae or not; it means they choose to belong to me; they love being my property / sex-objects.
Sexy girls lovingly say for me, “Hey, I am gonna have a dog fuck my asshole/mouth. Wanna watch?”
Regarding audiobooks: Only males are allowed to read male parts.
Only females are allowed to read female parts.
Males always only want to read male parts, and females always only want to read female parts, members of both these only two real genders/sexes knowing it is inappropriate and not funny to do the opposite.
We don’t say “Question;” to start a question; that, with a question mark at the end, would be redundant. You don’t start sentences that end with a period by saying “Statement;”, do you?
My hotwives lovingly give me a heads-up: “I’m gonna go fuck my boyfriend/s for a while. Gonna be his/their cum-dump again today. I love you. See you tonight or tomorrow.”
We don’t say things such as “I’ll never forget it/you.”; instead, we say the positive version, which, in that case, is “I will remember it/you.”

The loving “claws” hand-sign (request to interlace fingers):

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Culture - perfect sexy voice vocal signature - minor mods - drive-through sleep-over tumblr

The Good Life - Kim Dot Com - garbage ending cut - for Culture y Clubs Dir y Yachts y ICGM

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remember to spank your bitches; make your ancestors proud
ICVs came up w/ this cute fun new way to portal ‘weave’ (hold arms and touch legs to form a portal-parameters volume); used by them when there is no need to hurry / be totally efficient in terms of movements.