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Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

It's alright, apparently I did the same thing... Ashley was confused by the sudden change in questions, a little more personal now than the previous ones. He was pushing at the edge of something but wasn't crossing the line yet, she was starting to get a little nervous. Maybe Damon knew more than he was letting on? She wasn't quite sure what to do except get the heck out of there before it got any further. If she walked out quickly, it would be less likely that he would accuss her or she would slip up and let something out that she didn't mean to. Oh, well of course I do. I just finished college and they take a long time to pay off but Im managing them. she replied cooly, as if they didn't really matter. It was alright, he didn't have anything against her or he would've started out with that information and not played games. So...I've got some work to do, I better head out of here.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

Damon could see it in her eyes she was lost on way the subject had changed from catching the criminal to her, unlike her he knew why he did that as she was the criminal. He wanted her to let something slip out to make her admit it to him but it seemed she was not going to have that as she said she was not having problems with college fee's at all, hmm I can't imagine how she paid for that he thought to himself jokingly as she began to speak again. Well it seems I will have to go with the more direct approach he thought as she said she should probably get out of her, ah I don't think you should seeing as your career rests on you staying here and listening to me Ashley he said in a calm tone as if he had not just thrown out a threat to fire her. He glanced at his hand like there was something interesting on it as he waited for her to react to his words, his cellphone vibrated in his pocked but right now she was his only focus so he reached into his pocket and pushed the button to turn the phone off for now.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

Ashley had begun to stand up to walk away from the office and pretend nothing had happened. But it seemed that he knew more than he originally let on. Her stomach flopped and her heart thudded loudly in her chest as he spoke to her. Her eyes kept neutral but still focused on him as she lowered herself back into the chair. She gave a small frown to him, still acting as if she didn't know anything. She figured he had tried the nonchalant approach first to see if she would talk herself into trouble. When that hadn't worked for him, he thought a more direct threat would get it out of her. Ashley was not going to incriminate herself however. If he actually had evidence that was one thing. But he seemed to be pulled at strings that had no where to go, at least that's how it appeared for now. I don't know what you're talking about... she replied, letting herself look confused.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

Damon smiled as she froze in mid step, right now her mind was probably going a mile a minute trying to figure out how he knew what she had done or if he was bluffing and trying to make her confess. When she sat back down with those neutral eyes he nodded at her like she had done the right thing, now she said that she did not know what he was talking about while putting on a confused look as if he were some idiot trying to con some money from her. He turned his computer screen to face her now showing the logs of the money transfers, you know oddly enough each time money was withdrawn you were on your computer, now that isn't enough is it? he said in a thoughtful tone. He hit another key and then came up her pay grade, now you make this much, yet he said as he hit another key bringing up her deposit log you have been depositing this much, how could that be possible if you don't know what I am talking about Ashley? he asked in a playful manner.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

Ashley watched as he moved around the computer desk and rotated the monitor towards her. She had to lean forward a little to read the print, but she recognized the type of screen immediately. It was a transfer screen showing a number of logs and the computer that they were made from. It was all from the same computer, hers. She watched the next screen pop up on the monitor, showing a copy of her pay stub and what she earned each paycheck. The last screen was a deposit log that showed the extra money added to her direct deposit. At first she debated feigning innocence, pretending that it was someone else's error not her doing. But she knew that he easily had enough evidence to convinct her. What do you want me to do? Get fired? I'll pay it back but I can't right now... she added, trying to not lose control.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

Damon waited as she looked at the logs and said nothing, he had no reason to as the evidence was there after all so he let her look all she wanted until she had a worried thoughtful look in her eyes. As she asked what he wanted her to do he laughed at the suggestion of firing her and that she would pay it back just not now, well you have two options and only two my dear he said calmly as he stood from his desk now. The first option is you walk out of here get fired, then get black balled in every business job there is and yes I have the clout to make sure you never work in this business again he said confidently as he knew he could indeed do what he was threatening. Now the second choice would be you continue to work here even getting a raise, you stop embezzling money and you listen to every order I give you Ashley he said the last part with a gleeful tone in his voice, make your choice.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

The first option would ruin her. Not only would she have no possibility of getting a decent job anywhere in this town or likely in the state. So not only would she be out of a job but her entire college education that she was still paying off would be useless. The whole reason she got into this mess would be pointless, an insult to injury. Giving a grave nod to the first option she waited for the next one, not sure if it was going to be any better than the first. And it wasn't...Ashley wasn't quite sure what he meant, but she was sure it meant being his work bitch and doing all this work for him. But...if it meant keeping her job... What do you mean...every order? I mean, what all will you expect me to do? she asked cautiously, unsure if she would like the answer.
Thread: Stealing is just a small sin right? (Moonsblackwolf & Askeladd)

When she asked what he meant by every order he rolled his eyes as well it was rather obvious what he meant by every order he thought to himself calmly while walking over to her. I mean every order Ashley, if I tell you to come to work wearing red lace panties you will, I tell you to bring me a report you will and so on as long as I please he said in that same calm but firm tone with her as she really had no choice but to accept. So basically your options are to become a personal servant for me or get fired, black balled, and possibly sued into an inescapable debt by the company if I tell them what you have done he said in the same calm tone it was as if he was ordering coffee or saying hi how are you so casually to someone. He smiled a little now showing something more than his calm side, right now he had every card in the deck stacked against her and she knew this seeing as well he had the proof and motive to crush her beneath his shoes without blinking an eye or losing a wink of sleep.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

She walked into the room as though it were empty, and somehow everyone managed to clear out of her path. It was difficult to gawk when one stood too close, and gawk they did. Her name was whispered and hummed. Rene Sounkin, daughter of Chancellor Sounkin. She moved with the dignified arrogance that her breeding had trained into her. After twenty-four years of staring eyes, camera lenses, and fierce tongued governesses, Rene couldnt slouch even if she wanted to. Impossibly high stilettos tried to make up for her lack of physical height and attitude compensated for any inches missed. As much as she herself might have drawn attention, it was her dress that caught the rest. The slippery silver fabric looked darker against her ivory pale skin, falling narrow at her knees though it bustled in the back. The key piece was the corset, an article of Larks latest designer. When it was delivered this morning the woman said it was a masterpiece, her lips pulled high with delight. Rene had shrugged and waited until the girl left to even look at it. Not until she put it on did she realize what a masterpiece it was. The fibers tightened of their own accord once the laces were pulled and tied, fitting to her curves perfectly and squeezing just the right amount to have her breasts straining upward. It was a tease, just the way everything else she did was, because it was common gossip that Rene was a prude the likes of which society hadnt known in centuries. She turned silver eyes, colored to fit her dress, up to skim the artworks the room had to offer. Her lashes were long and black like the lines around her eyes and her hair at first glance, but when the light hit the intricately wild updo, strands shone with a hue of emerald green. The crowd was moving, one of her entourage moving quickly to her side to whisper that the dining hall had been opened. She flicked a few fingers at her side and the girl skittered back to the rest that flowed around and behind her. She hadnt intended to attend at all, but the corset was so perfect and the fabric so luscious that she couldnt resist paying some homage to the creators, though she would never admit to it.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

Leilan tipped his glass back to swallowed the last of the fire. He had felt it enter before everyone else turned their heads for her. The team had liked when he made small talk with Chancellor Sounkin back when most of the pieces of his lineup weren't done yet. All for this. He stared, of course, because she didn't know him. Even at this distance was his stare enough to attract her attention? She had been gawked at her entire life. Could he move her ego? That's what made her perfect fighter for nothing, owner of everything. Upon making the first seam he had known there was a good chance a perfect time to unleash his secret onto the world would never come, but that didn't mean he could enjoy some games behind the curtains. It looked right on her. Rene was the only one in the world wearing one of his creations, the first. The Chancellor had probably received more love than usual when he brought the gift to his daughter. She stopped by the sister of the corset she wore, an almost equal piece in design and possibility. He took a step closer, shoulder brushing hers when he nodded for the display, as if that had been his object of attention all along. Pretty, isn't it? It's almost as if it breathes. he suggested with a clear voice, no thanks to his drink. It wasn't an optical illusion, the garment and material did move slightly in the presence of its master and maker. She should notice, but it should be vague enough to be doubtful. The people who wouldn't visit the dining area were still browsing all around them, a scattered gaggle of enthusiasts. He changed hand for his glass and extended the freed palm for her, smiling in a friendly manner. Leather for the lady. Could he seem friendly with all those dark patches on his face, put there by Ms Montegra's lighting. Rene looked edible, her bare arms, her rare hair - almost beckoning him to sink his teeth into her exposed skin. It was hard not to oblige. The piece that she wore would help him on his way to seem familiar, shrinking very softly to emulate a fond reaction to his proximity and then inject it into her subconscious. In an instant a plethora of images bled itself into the balls of his eyes, spreading like liquid does in more liquid, presenting a world of outcomes to what he was about to do. Her lips, ripped to a color so much brighter than the one she wore, her eyes bloodshot and wide, her throat pumping to supply oxygen he might not let her have. Her salt on his lips, on his kiss. Anything he wanted. He swallowed and continued to keep the hand he'd given extended. She had been a political insurance at first, because her father had enough chords to pull down the world if he was played right, but she just had to go and be beautiful with equal vanity, didn't she? Do you know when you shake hands with your demon?
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

She shivered. It wasn't intentional or caused by the cold. Her eyes slid down to look at her own body, at the sleeve of material that she could have sworn had shivered around her, flexing against her skin to make her shudder. When she looked up again there was a man brushing past her shoulder to stand her side. She had seen the move before. Touch but pretend to have interest elsewhere. He spoke before she could decide to walk away and his words kept her heels grounded. Her gaze flickered back up to the clothing on display. A corset that breathes. It almost made her smile. Rene turned her eyes to look up at him. Have we been introduced? Her hand slid down the front of her corset before moving to rest against her hip. It looked cocky, but really she just wanted to touch the fabric again.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

invitation, dear He could pick out a pleasurable caress when he saw one. She touched just as he had in its early stages. At least she knew a good thing when she wore one. The silver pools offered him a drown as they blared a challenge his way. Was he worth her while or not? Locking his hands behind his back along with a much upset vial of liquid he stood tall without suggesting with his posture that he was a proud person. A step closer to further invoke on her personal sphere before he gave another nod for the thing they both admired. I am Leilan Veris. I made that. His voice changed as a flick of his shoulder and then wrist left a soft, finger-drawn line over her stomach. She'd feel warm there from his magic. He even allowed it to hug her a little more. And this. A lone spear of his hair slid to fall from its intended, frozen state, touching his ear and framing his features like so as he looked into her, his darkness pressing on to her mercury. If he was mad, some of it might have been visible then. I looks good on you. The glass came up again, submitting another swallow to his smirk. I have more, you know, things unfit for display, political princess. Boldly, or maybe rudely, he placed the drink on the mount upon which the art was held. It's in the wine cellar.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

She tensed at his boldness, her nose wanting to wrinkle and her body keen on turning away. But even she knew better than to snub the creator of desirable art. Even if money and power could force a man to paint or sew, it could never compel the same greatness in their works. Her mind moved quickly and decided that she could tolerate boldness on occasion if his work remained as exquisite. Stepping to the side and she gave what was almost a smile and more than most every got. Lead the way.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

He examined the change of her expressions carefully, saved them for another occasion. The bend of her nose and the tightening of her skin miniscule but detectable. Hah. Delicious. Anger, restrain, uneasy forgiveness. He supposed a woman of her standing couldn't very well grow up in the public eye without some kind of thick skin. It was risky to extract too much of what she'd call mercy while they were still among so many eyes, but that was the allure, wasn't it? She distanced herself with a step, he followed with the same, hand on her back to deliver another order, this one to the parts of the corset that touched her spine. Electricity, barely noticeable, and more heat. It was a way to continue fooling her that she had some kind of inclination for him, and to direct her physically toward where he wanted them to go. Of course, dear. he promised as he started taking them away from the room. The corridor outside wasn't void of other bodies, but it was probably as empty as anything would be in this building for the entire night. Their walk and clothes and attitude granted them the staff's cooperation so they could go wherever they wanted. His hand didn't leave her back, scratching the cloth there every once in a while. Their eyes met on occasion as he guided them. It was hard not to try something then bleed her on place, taste her. Ah. he announced and opened the wooden door. Leave it to SilkVerk to have falling apart boards kept together with rusted, painted over bars of iron to keep the feeling right for their refreshment cellar. They had to walk closer together now, since the path was narrow and steep, and he made sure she had enough heat through that one article of clothing. Before they reached the spaces with racks of bottles he had shed his gloves with his teeth, reluctantly leaving the hold on her back to do so. What's your liquid? he asked as he looked around, trying to delay her realization that there were no other pieces of his collection here. If it didn't work, he had prepared a predatory curl on his lips for her. In the event of her leaving, she wouldn't take many steps until she would feel a slight ache in her stomach and a pressure building in her lunges.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

She descended those few rustic steps into the quaint yet roomy cellar. Her heels sounded harsh against the stone floor. Her lips parted to answer her question, it was such a usually one for her to hear that it came naturally, but her eyes sharpened as her mind caught up quickly. She hadn't come for wine. Her eyes found his when he turned to await her answer, narrowing to glint silvers at him. There were no other outfits here. Of course not. It was a wine cellar. Rene would have rolled her eyes at herself had she not been glaring at him. Why had she followed him to begin with? Nicely played. She hissed before turning her back on him, arrogance having her fearless even in a dark room with a man she'd never met. As she turned she caught the beginnings of a grin on his face. He looked darker than she had expected, more sinister than she had anticipated. It wasn't like her to misread a person, but perhaps she'd never met one like him before. She had taken two steps toward the now closed cellar door when it happened. Her ribs strained and her breath hitched as it came in short. Her hand pressed to her stomach, the soft fabric of her corset impossibly strong as it tightened around her like a snake. Her legs wobbled and her other arm shot out, palm grabbing at the nearest wall to keep her from falling. She sucked a breath and looked down at her dress with large matching eyes. Impossible.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

Not a drinker, then? He could see the low of her back shrink in its width, giving that part of her body more curve. It was a small aesthetic change that caused much pain. Her sounds, a testament to his genius and a shiver to reach his center, made themselves known through the crevices stuffed with aged glass. It was such a compliment to see her bend and catch herself, realization plastered over her back. He caressed the ass she had turned him with his gaze for a few moments, letting her be in the new misery in silence. Then he started browsing the wines of the closest rack. Alcoholless? Perfect. The sound of his soles kept her company until he decided to speak, pulling out a black bottle as he unbuttoned his collar. You see, Rene, I don't really like wine, but I appreciate the work that goes into making the finer brands. He looked at the label. Of course. The better things would be deeper in. He reached over to cruelly snatch the wrist of her supporting arm and spin her to him, discarding her form, robbed of balance, to collapse on the floor. It was a beautiful woman below him as he started to release the bottle from its cork. But I think I know your problem. He assured her as he got down on one knee to grab her chin. The weapon would only get tighter around her the more time that passed. He was sure the crushing point was coming up soon. Now I'm going to tell you to drink this lesser kind of liquid so that you'll be able to appreciate what's good and what isn't in the future, and you're going to humor me. His recently undressed fingers dug into her cheeks to part her teeth, tipping the bottle into her mouth, into her throat. Aren't you, Rene? He let the corset back to it's original fit, creating a suction in her so that she would receive what he was forcing onto her better.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

She had only vaguely heard his words, too calm and melodic for the sudden chaos of her body. She couldn't breathe and found herself on the floor, her face held up by his fingers, stretching her neck. Her lips were parted to gasp at air even as her lungs had no place for it. Glass was shoved into her mouth, clicking against her teeth and as soon as the liquid hit her tongue the corset expanded, releasing her lungs to have her sucking the red in. Wine swelled inside her lungs, burning as she coughed and choked, spitting red while more poured in. It splashed on the stone floor and flowing in fast rivulets down her throat and over her breasts, both practically spilt from the top of the corset, pink nipples partially exposed to the stone floor and wine dribble.
Thread: Omnisin Verse&Sesu

He held it there to fill her, lavishing in the sight of her struggle to breathe through the liquid. His cock awoke sluggishly at the same level as her head was, trying the already close fabric before his zipper. Holding the round bottom of the glass cylinder hard and her face harder, he stuck it deeper, shaking it slightly to supply more, probably upsetting her violated throat more in the process. It painted her beautifully. Chaotic, just like she never had been. It was rapture to see her fight it, it was rapture to see her loose. In the end there was nothing left to funnel into her unwilling hole. Next time you try a good vintage, he said as he pulled the neck of the bottle out of the neck of the girl, a sound of suction and flesh-to-glass friction following. you might remember this and enjoy it like I do, daughter of Chancellor. He rose as he let go of her, wiping his hand against his chest as he left her there so he could place the empty vessel back where he'd found it. Leilan soon returned to her, pulling her up on her feet again, a beautiful winefall finding its way over her cleaved torso and down her already distressed dress. I am going to call you tonight, later, He kissed her swollen, soaked lips softly, tenderly, before his affection advanced over to her cheek and jaw, down her neck. At last he could kiss each hardened, chilled bud of her breasts before he straightened and buttoned his collar back to how it had been. Quite a few strands of hair had fallen from their original structure on his head but there was no need for that anymore. She knew he was dangerous. And you are going to answer. With expert hands he grabbed what she wore and he had made, pulling it up to at least conceal her mounds of flesh before he shrugged out of his coat, encasing her in it over her shoulders. You should go first. You can say I spilled it on you if someone notices. Excuse yourself and go home. The parts of his stare that invited her to challenge him on this were the same parts that assure her she would be sorry if she did. Another light-storm of images, all stressing her continued agony and torture returned to his mind. He smiled kindly at her, waving at the door above.