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Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Moving to obey, on her knees, knees close together, sitting up tall. Lysha moved her hands over her head. Not entirely sure what he planned. Her breath caught in her throat as she heard his step closer. The feel of the leather and cool metal had her attention. It was almost erotic. Not yet afraid. The first impact forced a scream from her lips. Expecting a moment between strikes, she was caught unaware as the second connected with her back. Another painful scream. Moving more quickly this time, she moved her arms to face level, pressing her mouth against her arm to muffle the sound. It did not completely muffle it but softened the sound. Lysha never moved to get out of the way or stop him. Accepting each strike. The more strikes that connected with her back the more her legs slide part till her butt was nearly on the cold stone. Her back stretched as s he found herself a little farther from the wall. Leaning forward her back was offered and her head stayed buried against her folded arms. Eyes closed to block out the pain and because she could not see past the tears. The tears on her cheeks felt hot. No longer touching his skin, her body had returned to its natural cold state. Sometime she let her guard down, black markings became visible on her back, from shoulder to her knees. The markings took the shape of her wings and the outline of each long feather. When the whip missed a strike, she slowly lifted her face from her arms. She kept her forehead pressed against the stone wall. Not bother to move more than that or try to get up. Her back felt like it was a bloody mess. She had no real idea of how bad it looked, she simply knew that it felt shredded. Staying still she waited quietly.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

The rough flogging continued on and on, a few light chuckles sounding out from behind Lysha as he beat and punished her. With every kiss of his flogger, he back turned more and more red, the harsh metal studs ripping deeper into her soft skin. After the second strike, her back was already starting to bleed, and the welts and deep scratches only continued to be produced with each additional strike. Her screams and sounds of pain were sweet to his ears, driving him on, wanting to hear all of her high pitched tones. Slowly though, he started to notice the two black streaks running down the full length of her scared back. The young demon bit his lower lip, not quite sure what they were, and now knowing that she wasn't fully human, as he had been lead to believe. With a pant, he shook out his wrist, the leather tendrils of his flogger stained with the crimson of her hot blood. He took a moment to pause, listening to her sobs, hearing her sad little tears drip down onto the floor. What are those lines on your back? Small trickles of red trickled down the abused flesh on her back, as he watched the outline of black feathers start to take shape. With a grunt, and not waiting for a response, he gave one more strike to her back, very low, the ends of it curving along her ass as she slumped lower onto the cold floor.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Partly delirious from the pain, she could barely concentrate on his question. Let alone understand what he was talking about. Black lines? All she knew for certain was her body really hurt and that he was enjoying himself. Those two facts seemed more than enough at the moment. But he had asked her a question. And she had promised to answer all his questions. That meant she needed to answer this one. Concentrating she wondered how much she had relaxed giving her self to him. It had never been a problem before, but then she was use to those who knew who and what she was. Opening her mouth twice, nothing came out. You dont know? There was a sad attempt to laugh at the thought. Maybe a sign of how far gone her mind really was. It was not nice to tease the demon with the whip. Turning her head slightly to the side. It was too much effort to open her eyes and search for him. Head still resting against the cool stone. For a moment her mind drifting off before she realized she had not really answered his question. They mark me for what I am Replying when she had enough control of herself to get the words out. Words slurring. The wings come once a generation in my family Part of the reason I was left here, I am considered property of the Dark Lord until I die or he releases me to someone
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

The demon behind her growled loudly, the sound comming from deep within. He gave one last strike to her back, just as hard as he could. Oh, how the tables had flipped in just an instant. He had damaged the Dark Lord's property, and he would be severely punished for doing so, extra for having even laid a finger on this rare girl. Well then... he said doing his best to regain his own composure. It appears than that I will be giving you up after all... His hand reached down, grabbing the back of her hair. With a fistful of the strands running through his fingers, he pulled her from the wall, and tossed her down onto the floor. If I have to give you up, I at least might as well make it worth my while, Quickly, he came down on top of Lysha, using his body to pin her to the floor. His hips pressed strongly against hers, the heat of his flesh returning to her frigid body. If he was already going to be punished for the next thousand years at least, he figured he might as well take advantage of the situation. WIth his body spreading her legs apart, he moved forward. The aching tip of his member started to push against her opening, his shaft the hottest part of his body by far. Closing his eyes, he let out a deep moan, starting to press into her body, feeling her tightness wrap along his thick length.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Hearing him growl at her words, she tried to turn around. To see what was wrong. The strike coming down on her back was unexpected, making her scream. Lysha heard his words but she was an effort to put them together and their meaning. He was probably the first that would willingly let her out of his company after such little time. Then again the orcs did have a stubborn streak when they played. As he forced her down onto the floor, she started to struggle, the cold stone press into her bloodied back. It seemed he barely noticed her struggles. Feeling the tip of him against her, she let out a soft whimper. Accustomed to the orcs, they did not touch her in such away. Her body was much too fragile, they would have killed her during the process of mating. There were a handful of soldiers or demons that came down into the darkness but they had been far and few between. In reality she could not remember the last time. He pressed into her bringing another whimper, for the moment she had stopped struggling. Remembering the heat of just his body pressed against her, she could not imagine what it would feel like inside of her. That was answered moments later when he buried himself deep inside of her. Aware of the way it seemed to burn, she started to breathe hard. She twisted her hips, unable to still beneath him. Begging noises escaped her lips, though she was not sure what she was begging for. The mix of pleasure and pain was so intense she was not sure if she wanted it to stop or needed him to continue.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Her struggles were in vain as he grunted, noticing them, but they would do nothing to even remotely help Lysha at this point. Hands were placed on the cold stone floor, just above each of her shoulders. The young demon lifted himself up, his cheeks already flushed with a rosy color. He could feel her walls spread apart and stretch, accommodating to his large size. She felt like a warm, juicy, tightly wrapped blanket around his searing shaft. A long, pent up moan passed from his lips, once he was burried into her, to the hilt. Eyes stayed closed, enjoying the wonderful, magical sensations pass over his shaft, into the rest of his body. Opening his eyes with an odd smile, he looked down to the small girl underneath. Pulling back halfway and then back in fully, he told her. If you have my Lords mark then surely... Mmmm... letting out another moan. Surely you have heard his calling to you... beckoning you down here, hmm? That is why you are here... Your Master calls, and you are... compelled... required to answer... With nervous chuckle, he started to thrust in long and deep motions, not hesitating to start at a more than moderate pace. I'll already be punished for beating you without his consent... he informed her. So I am going to make it worth my time... With that said, his pace only increased, pulling back, and slamming into Lysha time and time again. His large balls slapped up against her each and every time, the sound of his body pounding and violating her's filling the small chamber.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

II I think you misunderstand. It was the only words she managed to get past her lips. Her words turning to soft screams as he started to ride in and out of her. Lysha continued to twist beneath him, hands searching the cold stone as if looking for something to hold onto. Her entire body was tense, legs hugging his thighs tightly. Finally her small hands wrapped around his wrists. Her nails digging in to his heated skin. The cold stone beneath her back seemed to help numb the heat and pain from the whip strikes. What pain was taken away by numbness was replaced by the stone digging into her wounded back. She told herself that her body would become use to his heat, that his shaft could not feel like it was burning her inside forever. As the minutes ticked by, she began to doubt that. Her screams continued to mix with the sounds of his body hitting hers. Her hips were raised slightly for him though she was barely aware what position she had put herself into for him. Breathless, she stopped twisting and thrashing of a moment. Trying desperately to draw fresh air into her lungs.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Letting out a deep, low and loud growl, the entire room seemed to shake. The sensation of her sharp little fingernails clutching so tightly against his wrists was amusing at first, but she only sunk her grip harder and tighter while he ravaged her dollish body. The young demon closed his eyes, feeling the sharpness puncture his flesh. Blood flowed down from the fresh cuts, running on hot and thin trickles from each incision of panicked fingers. It did nothing to slow him down at all. Panting and sweating, he slammed himself deep and hard against Lysha's body, taking a quick rest to breathe. Mmph... Do you not hear him in your head even now? He asked, with bated breath. Do you not hear my... our... Lord calling you to explore deeper, and deeper? He gasped softly, a sound of amusement in his voice. He has been looking for you... he wants you... the Lord needs you... He finally trailed off, once more resuming his deep and strong thrusts into her tender body. Even her depths were chilled, regardless of how heated his own body was. But that was of little concern to him. Her ongoing screams only built upon one another, not at all caring if they were cries of pain, or gasps of her pleasure... perhaps a strange and erotic combination of the two. She drove him on, causing him to lust for more of those exciting sounds. Her pink lips were marvelous to watch, parting with each gasp, separating with every fresh howl. So very captivating. While she raised her delicate hips up, he smirked to himself, only able to push his large cock even deeper into her suckling body. His fingers clutched against the stone floor, his hands still just above her shoulders. Fingernails scrapped against the smooth, hard surface, making sharp, chattering noises. He arched his back some, feeling his release build and build, knowing he wouldn't be able to last in her delicate body much longer.
Thread: Of the Darkness {SkyePilot}

Barely aware that she was drawing blood or causing pain. Just knowing if she did not hold something it was going to be his back or chest that would be scratched. Lysha thought that it could not get anymore intense. Feeling his thrust suddenly seem stronger and a little wild, hair nails tightened. She tired to move her hips, to change the new angle, not sure that she could take it. The mix of pain and something almost like pleasure left her feeling like he was shoving into places in her body that he did not belong. Feeling him finally still, she was breathing hard. Blinking up at him, her eyes were more than a little unfocused. Her body shuddered one last time as the tension finally left her. The marks outline the wings I possess. Have you not really looked at me? Everyone of His priestess is as dark as the next. No one remembers the last time He had a fair woman serve Him. And its been centuries since the last Angel of my line has been dark. He has not taken any interest in a fair one. All that matters is that we continue to blood line. It said some day His dark angel will return. Voice was raw. Its not His voice I hear The words slipped out without thought. Immediately she closed her mouth. Unable to believe she had said it out loud. Not wanting to talk about it she changed the subject. Your not the first to his a little fun with me. I assure you, He has never noticed or cared before. Provided I am not broken beyond recognition. I am one of a dozen things that He owns. As with my mother, someday I will either be given into someones care or someone will ask him..
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

Sylph looked into the gates of his new school. ''This is the third time ive been transferred''. He had usually ran into trouble usually with fights and other stuff. But nothing huge. This time it was a boarding school. ''Sounds like a excuse to get rid of me''He said as he walked in through the gates of the school. The school seemed quite wwealthy with the fountains,fictures and other things.He went to the office and blindly got his key and his uniform and headed out. He sighed boredly and headed to his dorm. He seemed to have a roomate. Since the area had already seemed to be occupied. A girl as he saw. He laced his few belongings down and began to set up his area of the room. He hadnt taken too long. ''I''ll explore after a quick nap''' he murmured as he gently drifted to a soud slumber.Exausted from the days events
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

Amaya was apart of a small group whom were trying to hide their true identity. Keeping a necklace around their neck with a simple pendent kept their true form hidden. With the necklace on now has she entered her dorm, unaware of the male human just yet, she looked like a regular girl. She had shoulder length dark brown hair, a fair skin tone and dark forest green eyes. The top of her school uniform seemed to hug her upper body nicely. Her B cup size breasts, which she figured in another year might be C. Shrugging off the forced vest they were to wear she tossed it on her bed, gently closing the door. Tugging at her white button up shirt for a moment has looked over spotting the male caused her to gasp and stumble backwards. Managing to catch herself before falling she blinked against licking her lips lightly has she inched over towards him. Hm..excuse me? she questioned slightly louder then her normal tone. She could remember being told that she would be getting a new room mate. She just couldn't remember if they had told her that it was a male. Sure some of the others were co-ed so it was no big deal to her. Just sort of caught her by surprise. Clearing her throat lightly she moved over until she was at the edge of his bed. Hey are you awake? she asked has she reached over to grab his shoulder gently and shake him.
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

''Huh wha'' . His eyes opened to see a girl shakiing him. He thought ''God she has a nice body...'' He smiled then sat up,returning to his normal chain of thought. ''Oh this is your dorm am i correct?'' he asked as he looked up to her, sitting aginst the wall. ''Yo kind of ruined my nap i guess its okay'' he says as he rubbed his eyes.''The names sylph'' he says ''I guess im your ew roomate''. While waiting for a time to reply he got a good look at her.' Pretty hot he thought. But once again his train of thought returned him to his original state of sanity
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

Amaya blinked lightly before smiling softly and nodding her head. Yup. This is my dorm, they told me I was getting a new roommate. Just didn't know it was going to be a guy. She shrugged her shoulders idly before nervously grinning and scratching the back of her head. Heh. Sorry for waking ya, just had to make sure I guess. Dropping her head she outstretched her arm towards him, offering to shake his hand. Well Sylph, it's nice to meet you. My name is Amaya. So what brings you to boarding school? she questioned arching a brow slightly. Of course Amaya had noticed how he was looking at her and it did not bother her a bit.
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

''Nice to meet you'' .He reached forth and gently shaked her hand. ''Im not a pervert so dont worry''. He smiled warmly and said. He had to establish that,he was nice to pleasure but he wasnt a pervert. ''I wont be too much of a disturbance.When he asked her about why he was in a boarding school. He gave a small groan before saying ''Um yeah i had a few conforntations with a few bullies...''He says. He hated when perople picked on his friends so he retaliated often. ''So what are you in for?''
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

Good to meet you as well. she smiled plopping herself down on the bed. Crossing her legs idly out of habit she leaned back on her hands has they talked. She blinked before laughing softly and nodding her head. Alright that's good. I can't stand perverts. I mean of course guys being playful perverted are always great. But anyway! She tilted her head before nodding a bit Fights eh? Lot of people are here for that actually. Me? Oh uh. Just parents trying to get rid of me really. she shrugged idly. Of course the real reason was because of her true animal form and her parents knew there were others like that here. Being her parents they wanted her to be around that so they sent her. But Amaya knew she wouldn't be able to tell him that.
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

''Yeah im not one of those people'' he gave a small smile and leaned aginst the wall.He stretched his legs out so that his feet just left the bed without falling off.''I see...well im not all thaty agressive i really fight pople who hurt my friend bastard teachers and such''He replied and stretched a bit. ''Why would they wanna get rid of you'' he asked in a perplexed tone.''You seem like a nice person'' he replied as he looked to her.He scrarched his head he actually did wondered why.
Thread: why is everyone so hairy

She tilted her head back some to look at him as he spoke, her feet still on the ground. Amaya nodded lightly Yeah..that seems to make sense. At least you seem to have a cause unlike some people who fight just to fight. She blinked lightly before shrugging and smiling lightly. You'd have to ask my parents that one. I don't mind it so much though most people are nice around here. Oh are you hungry? They should be serving dinner soon. Amaya figured she might not be able to hide her animal side for too long, since he was her roommate. She had a feeling he would end up finding out about soon enough.
Thread: Ready for some kinky fun? ( I has a craving!)

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Thread: A Doctor's Son and His Patient [CoNfUsEd//Aember]

Cain grabbed a clipboard off of his father's desk. There was a name on it and the room number had been filled out. He browsed the information on it and grinned seeing as how it was a seventeen year old come for his check-up. With a slight smirk he grabbed a Doctor's white coat and slid into it, snatching his father's reading glasses off the desk. Perching them on his nose hoping to look a little more professional, though the tattoo of a star on his cheek wasn't exactly Doctor material, he thought he could pass off quite nicely. He scribbled a note to his dad that he was going out with his friend Jake, then set out to the room this younger boy was in. Cain strut down the hallway with a smirk on his lips, running his fingers through his shiny black hair. It was nearing the end of the office's work day, so it would be closing up very soon. The Doctors and receptionists would leave, and no one would even realize Cain was still there with a patient. The clipboard had been removed from the stack of patients in need of service, and one would think the patient had just already been checked on. And the note he left his father would urge his father to just leave the office without searching for him. He entered the room, and shut the door gently behind him. Turning around he glanced towards the teenage boy and smiled, pushing up his father's glasses. Since the scene around him quickly became fuzzy he tilted his head in such a way that he could see better. Alright, you must be.. He checked his clipboard, Brian Carson.. correct? He questioned, strutting towards him slowly. He ran a hand over his chest, smoothing over the material of the white coat. The coat was buttoned to hide his clothes, which where low cut tight jeans and a red sleeveless shirt, definitely not Doctor work clothes. His pale blue eyes flickered over the other male's body again and he smiled slightly.
Thread: A Doctor's Son and His Patient [CoNfUsEd//Aember]

Brian Carson had sat and waited patiently for his doctor as he listened to the sounds outside of the room. It seemed like most people were getting ready to leave for the day, which didn't bother him any. This was his first time at this doctor, but he had frequently used another doctor in the office, so he knew how good the office was in caring for their patients. He was completely relaxed, not worried at all. Brian yawned and leaned back against the wall, crossing his legs on the bed. This was followed by a slight cough before his eyes closed. The seventeen year-old was quite attractive. He had messy black hair with a few random streaks of red through his bangs and random streaks of blonde through the rest of his hair. It fell thickly over his eyes, which were a piercing blue, lined with a light layer of khol. His clothing was well-fitting-- a tight shirt and a tight pair of pants-- and he had piercings in his ears and in his lip, though his mother was loathe to let him get any more until he turned 18. When the door opened, Brian opened his eyes and leaned up, twitching his head to get some of the hair out of his eyes. He blinked at his doctor. Woah, he was young! Brian's eyes moved rapidly over the young man infront of him. He. . .was attractive, though it seemed he was too young. . .But Brian would have loved to see what kind of body he had under that coat. . .Stop, you're not supposed to be checking out your doctor! Brian scolded himself. With that, he sobered up. Yep. I'm Brian, he replied.
Thread: A Doctor's Son and His Patient [CoNfUsEd//Aember]

I am terribly sorry for not replying, and not telling you sooner, that I'm going through a bit of a rough time right now. I find it hard to get on the computer, no less get onto BlueMoon. I also can't seem to write anything decent these days. I will try and write a reply sometime soon I suppose. Again, I apologize.
Thread: The Sentence Game

wiggles a bit Its like any other game, you try to make a sentence with those who post here. Everyone does one word, until the sentence ends. Then we start anew. Basically we can make a story or everything totally irrelevant to each other. XD Like this 1st person we 2nd we are 3rd we are leaving Etc. Etc. Etc. First world Art
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Art is experimental
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Art is experimental when
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Art is experimental when given
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Art is experimental when given a