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Thread: Breaking the Beast

Vincent was a particularly talented vampire when it came to tracking and when he arrived at the bar that he had heard of he found it to be just about empty, only a few people hanging around it and none of them werewolves. However the scent of several lingered in the air and there was one in particular that stood out the most to him. Unless he was mistaken and he very rarely was, it was an alpha of the species and a female one at that. Certainly that was a relief to Vincent because it made what he had in mind all the easier for him, a male werewolf would have had to be killed but a female alpha offered so many possibilities that could give him control over the others in the city... so very many interesting possibilities. Feeling invigorated and more then a little bit intrigued by the information that he now possessed Dominic quickly made his way through the city, sticking to back alleys and shadows in order to help him move more quickly without being noticed. While he beloved that vampires should be allowed to live openly and rule humans and other lesser creatures the general policy of their kind was to stay in the shadows... to avoid making themselves known to humanity. Having tracked the scent to where it ended up Vincent entered the club, right away being assaulted by the music and the numerous scents of the people and drinks in the club he had to take a moment to clear his mind and recatch the scent of the alpha he was tracking before he moved on into the club towards his target. The club was rather empty for a Friday night but Vincent hardly minded, it would make what he was up to quite a bit easier if there would be less witnesses should something go wrong. He stood out quite a bit in the club though, the youths all dressed in the latest fashions while he was in a custom tailored suit, hand crafted leather shoes compared to the sneakers and heels that were predominant around him. Moving deeper into the club his nose led him straight to the Alpha that he was tracking, his grin becoming even larger when he caught sight of the red headed beauty sitting near the dance floor. Exuding pure arrogance he moved towards her as if a predator gliding through the sea towards its preferred prey. The people who flocked around her seemed to drift off as he drew closer, her magnetic draw countered by his presence, people instinctively knew that he was there to cause trouble and most didn't want anything to do with it. You look a little bored. He pointed out as he settled in across from her in the booth, flashing her a smirk that displayed his fangs, not that he expected her to be unable to figure it out on her own. Perhaps I can offer a diversion... you and me on the dance floor might help the night pass by more quickly.
Thread: Breaking the Beast

Vincent was well aware of the fact that most of the vampires around thought of werewolves as little more then animals deserving of death and below even humans but his opinion was rather different. True they were below vampires but they were an interesting breed, their scent which bothered so many others only drew his attention even more... a primal musk that always aroused him unlike anything else... they were in touch with an inner animal that made them wild and free in a way that few others were able to be. It was because of that freedom that he enjoyed breaking them, taking their wild spirits and shackling them in chains that could never be broken as he bent them to his will. It had been a long time since a lovely werewolf had served as his pet, forty years if he were remembering properly but she hadn't caught his eye as much as the red head that sat so close to him now... he looked forward to having a chance to wrapping a silver chain around her neck and perhaps even replace a few of her piercings with silver as well, not enough to kill but to weaken her. It didn't take a body language expert to see however that she despised him, its not like she did much to hide it but that hardly bothered Vincent, he was confident that he was strong enough to handle her if it came down to a fight and if any of her companions tried to step in to assist her he did have a small leather back full of powdered silver in one of his jacket pockets, tossing that in the eyes of a werewolf would take the fought out of them mighty quick and quite even the odds. Silver was traditionally thought to be something vampires disliked but it was a weakness that they over came after about a century, garlic being gone about fifty years after that... though sunlight would always be a problem and they did require blood no matter how old they got. As she mentioned that she would humor him Vincent only chuckled a little bit, she was clearly misreading the situation if she thought that she was the one who would be taking charge of this encounter. As she rose he was on his feet right behind her and following closely behind, his eyes roaming over her body with clear interest and lust. As she pressed against him he grinned, enjoying the heat of her body against his own which was only slightly above room temp at all times, her scent now over powering and nearly crushing out anything else around him. He moved along with the music and her body easily, keeping her pace without much trouble as he practically ground against her, his hands on her hips holding her close to him. Hardly new, just haven't been here in... call it seventy years... but originally I am from Ireland... born and raised and eventually killed three hundred years or so ago. What about you beautiful, where is it that you hail from? its alright, we all have those days
Thread: Breaking the Beast

Vincent knew that he had her right where he wanted her when he saw the grin spreading across her features. As a vampire he had a strong sense of preservation, something that was built into what they were but a more animalistic werewolf couldn't stand a challenge especially in their own territory. He had already angered her to draw out that side of her before he offered her the challenge, expecting that it would be that much harder to resist. There was no trap there though, at least not the traditional sort which would include a small army of his own vampires but it was going to be quite heavily balanced in his favor if he could do anything about it. I think you mean you ran the city. He mocked her with a small smirk as she wrapped her arms around his neck. But now you have a real challenge and I don't quite think you are up to it. He couldn't just let her walk away though, let her show up to an unlocked door if she liked but he wasn't done with her just yet. Quickly he grabbed hold of her arm and leaned in to brush his lips over hers in an apparently chaste kiss before he whispered to her. Just a little something for you to remember me by, I think that you and I will be having a lot of fun. She didn't know what he had in mind for her but soon enough she would learn. Come alone though, would hate to have too many dogs inside my apartment at once... how would I ever get the smell out. Without another word but instead a small chuckle he released her and turned away from her, strolling out of the nightclub with no one daring to block his path, it seemed that they all knew better. It didn't take him long to get home, walking straight there rather then having to take a round about way to make his scent easier to follow. His penthouse was right on the edge of that invisible line that divided vampire from werewolf, the very top floor of the building being all his but that was all he needed. It had been quite heavily customized for him, even the windows had been treated to make them tough enough to resist multiple shots from a high powered rifle and tinted so that the sunlight that streamed through wouldn't harm him if someone tried to pull open the window to deal with him. Upon arrival he quickly made himself comfortable, stripping of his suits coat and setting it aside, the tie was thrown across the room and ended up draped over a modern black leather couch, his shirt unbuttoned a bit to add to his comfort. From there he arranged things a bit for her arrival, small silver trinkets laid out in every room to give him an advantage, he fully expected her to come packing a sharpened wooden stake. Then when convinced that everything was ready for her Vincent lounged out on his couch, relaxing to the sounds of soft classic rock, the tv turned to some political talk show as he half dozed, waiting for her arrival with the silver collar he had in mind for her in hand, wanting to be able to slip it onto her as quickly as possible in order to take the fight out of her. He had no idea when she would arrive but he wouldn't be found wanting once she did.
Thread: Breaking the Beast

Vincent could be very patient when he needed to be, an advantage that he figured vampires had over werewolves. They tended to be driven by violent instinct and wanted power because they were naturally territorial but vampires gathered power and land not because of their instincts but because they tended to be rather ambitious, even the lowliest and most recently turned vampires had instincts that drove them to conquer and take the power that they were able to get a hold of. Vincent was patient enough to wait until the chance to seize power arrive but vicious enough to go for it as soon as he needed too, a combination of that and innovative thinking having helped him rise to a level of influence few his age would ever see. Despite all this he had a hard time containing his patience as he waited for his soon to be pet to arrive. He knew she would likely try to show up just around the time the sun rose in order to catch him off guard or at his weakest and while that was a good idea he was well prepared for that, he had gotten a very good night of sleep the night before and fed immensely well before that, if he chose too he would be able to go days without sleeping at this point and not be affected much at all... when dawn came he would be no less alert then he had been when he first walked into the club. He smelled her coming though, when she entered the building her scent was pulled up into the air conditioning and within a minute it had been blown into his room. He smiled a little bit, suddenly very much wishing that he had replaced the door knobs with silver. It would have been absolutely hilarious to put her in the situation where she would need to burn her hands in order to just enter his home. A small chuckle came from his mouth as he turned down the TV a little bit and sat up straight, a small glass of wine being poured and set out across from him for his guest... he might be planning on enslaving her and beating her until her ability to resist him was entirely removed and she was turned into a well behaved little puppy Please come on in. He called out as he heard the door opening, knowing that only one person would just walk into the apartment without first knocking... unless off course someone very stupid had decided that this would be a wonderful time to attempt to rob his apartment. His entire was incredibly tense at that moment, he was ready to leap at her the moment she started to move towards him in an aggressive fashion. I poured you a glass of wine though if you are more inclined I suppose I could put it in a dish on the floor. He might be playing the part of a friendly host at the moment he couldn't resist pushing her buttons just a little bit further. Enjoy it... you and I can have our fun soon enough but for now I urge you to relax.
Thread: Lessons 101 (Jack Stalker x Bloodflower)

Michelle breathed a sigh of relief as Grant pulled out of her, even if she knew that it was only going to be a temporary moment of respite. She could feel her hot, wet pussy gaping open thanks to the man's monstrous cock as he continued to manhandle her into whatever position he wanted. After he'd spread her legs wide open and she noticed him placing one of his feet on the surface of the desk next to her, she knew exactly what was coming. He was going to ram the entirety of his shaft up into her pussy and there wasn't a damn thing that she could do about it. She just prayed to god that she would survive without getting broken in half. AAAIIIIIIEEEEE!!! Michelle squealed wildly as the powerful thrust practically lifted her off of the ground. Shockingly, the headmaster's cock actually went all the way in, bottoming out against her cervix as his balls slapped the outer lips of her pussy. Having her cervix thumped by the head of his shaft caused Michelle's toes to curl and tears to well up in her eyes once again as it was the most potent combination of electrifying pleasure and pain that she'd ever felt. She wasn't even able to speak anymore if she wanted to, all she could do was moan and whimper as the headmaster fucked her into submission. As he pinned her down roughly against the desk and continued fucking her, tears began rolling down her cheeks again and a slight amount of drool drizzled out of her open mouth. UNGHH...UNGHH...UNGHH...UNGHH... Michelle moaned loudly with every thrust as Grant's rod rubbed against her lubricated insides and its tip kept mercilessly banging against her hypersensitive cervix. Her tits and nipples were being harshly kneaded into the wooden desk, not to mention her clit suffering the same abuse - but the worst part was that Michelle was actually getting off on it all. Her cunt was eagerly twitching and sucking around the headmaster's cock, which by that point was already completely drenched in her nectar just like her own thighs were. Her moans were gradually leaning more towards pleasure than pain, and finally, Michelle was actually beginning to hump back into him, helping to drive his massive erection inside of herself with even greater force. She'd been reduced to a pathetic, bumbling and drooling mess by this man who was viciously fucking her but she didn't care anymore. Her own hormones and lust had taken over to the point where the only thing that she could think about was that she was getting that ecstasy and excitement which she'd so been craving. Before long, Michelle had stopped crying and she was eagerly thrusting her ass back, impaling herself on Grant's glorious cock and loving the sensation of his heavy balls violently striking her pussy lips as the desk shook underneath her. Fuck me, fuck me! Oh my fucking god, FUCK MEEEEEE SIR! Yes, yes, YESSSS!! Michelle screamed and pounded her fist against the desk, begging him to keep ravaging her pussy as she felt like she needed to climax harder than ever before in her life.
Thread: Lessons 101 (Jack Stalker x Bloodflower)

AAHHHHH! Michelle screamed as the headmaster used her face like a brush, making chalk dust get into her eyes, nose and mouth. Her eyes started to burn and she coughed hard several times. She kicked her feet through the air helplessly, unable to stop Grant from tossing her about wherever he wanted. Michelle screamed again as she was thrown around like a rag doll by the headmaster, knocking everything down and hearing several things break like a lamp and a coffee mug. Oh god, no not again, I can't! she screamed right before Grant shoved the pen into her hand and started pounding her cunt from behind again. FUUUUUCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKK, UGHHHHHHHHHH!!! Michelle howled, barely managing to scribble down a few letters before losing control and cumming hard. The inner walls of her pussy twitched and squeezed Grant's cock like a vice grip and her juices trickled down her legs and on to the floor, forming a small puddle between her feet. Moaning crazily, Michelle threw the pen across the room and slammed her fist down on the desk as the orgasm continued to ravage her body, all the while the headmaster was still thrusting into her at full speed. St-...st-...sssss... She tried to beg him to stop as her body was being overloaded with so much sexual ecstasy that it was basically torturous, but she couldn't even get the words out. Michelle's thrashed around desperately as much as she could with Grant holding her pinned down, making the desk shake so badly that it threatened to topple over of just break down altogether. She tried to get away, to give her sore pussy some much needed respite, but there was nowhere to go with the headmaster slamming into her from behind, keeping her impaled on his monstrous cock. Tears started flowing from Michelle's eyes as she bawled from the excess pleasure. She felt like she was going insane, her body finally going limp as Grant continued to pound her against the desk. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh..... she moaned continuously and monotonously as if her mind had been broken, her body convulsing erratically as she continued having mini-orgasms after the first one. The puddle on the floor kept growing as Michelle kept cumming and squirting uncontrollably, leaving undeniable evidence of her own depravity behind.
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Thread: Estranged (Lilabelle and Google)

Late. She was well aware of the time, not caring how long the street lamps had been on for, and how seemingly 'dead' the town appeared to be. During the bright hours of the day, the streets were busy with cars and calm was nowhere to be found. People rushing to their destination, cursing how late they were and blaming it upon the drivers. Chaos. That was the only word to describe the day hours. However, chaos could not describe the town this late at night. The night seemed colder than usual though, despite it having been such a warm day. The sky was clear, not a could in sight as the moon grinned down with its cheshire like grin. The young teenager had made a choice to change directions and head down the back alley ways and into the park. It was forbidden to go into the park at night, a curfew being in place for those of all ages. Despite this curfew and rule, Lilabelle ignored it. She was typically an obedient child, but there were times that she was not so obedient. The park was rather secluded with no other soul to be heard. That was the main reason for it being off limits during certain hours. There had been far too many incidents where something went estranged. Something suddenly began to turn in the girl's gut, warning her to turn around, but this warning was ignored as she simply cranked the music on her iPod louder. Her light golden, nearly blond eyes, glanced down to her black skirt. She stopped and admired it for a moment, adoring her school uniform. She was only fifteen, but despite her young age, she was nicely developed. Her curves perfect, her bust showing nicely, and her body was perfectly toned and fit. Even in the moonlight, it was easy to see she had a faint tan. Gentle fingers combed through her light brown hair, loving the feel at how soft it felt. There was not a part of her body that she had a distaste for. With a light hearted giggle, Lilabelle turned around and dropped her messenger back. Her eyes closed as she listened intently to her music being played into the headphones that were so snuggly snugged into hears. One would assume that this child was sure to receive a reprimanding when she arrived home so late, but not this night. Lilabelle was currently staying with one of her closest friends while her Grandfather took care of business. Her friend and her family had to leave suddenly for a sudden illness in the family. Lilabelle had the whole house to herself. There was no one to wait up for her, so why bother rushing home? As she ventured deeper into the park, she could hear the calm sound of waves gently crashing against and into a bank. There was a small pond in the park, near the center. In the center of the pond was a fountain that's beauty possessed no comparison. Leaving her messenger bag behind, Lilabelle quickly rushed to the pond, smiling with joy as she kicked off her shoes and socks. She sat down comfortable at the edge of the pond, sticking her small feet into the cool water. She moaned in pleasure at the sensation and pulled her headphones from her ears, placing the iPod down on the ground beside her.
Thread: Estranged (Lilabelle and Google)

It had happened a few years ago, just after Lilabella had moved out to go live with her grandfather... her departed mothers father. The old man had insisted using the excuse that Dominic was far to busy with work to deal with the troubles of raising a daughter all by himself but Dominic knew what the real reason was, her grandfather had seen the way that he looked at her, even when she was only eleven he had lusted after his daughter and no matter how sick it was he didn't care, his daughter was a gorgeous creature and he would have taken her eventually, only waiting until he felt that things were right... the moment just perfect. To him it hadn't mattered though because he knew that it would help with his patience, with her gone he could patiently wait until the time was right to track her down and take her for his own. Little did he know that just months after her leaving he had been attacked when stopping to pick up a beautiful young hitch hiker on the way home from work. She hadn't been human and her fangs had torn into his throat before she tossed him from the car and to the side of the road. He had lain there and soon blacked out but when the sun set the next night he had risen to his feet, feeling stronger and faster then ever before, reborn as a vampire and finding out quite quickly that Hollywood didn't quite have things right about what he had become. He no longer aged that was true, it seemed as though he would be thirty three for the rest of his days, inhumanly fast and strong came with the package, as did some limited ability to change the shape of his body and even turn into a large black wolf when the urge struck him but the thing that surprised him the most was the sun... it didn't harm him. However it did weaken him quite a bit, he still remained stronger then a human but he avoided it whenever he could. For years he had wandered, enjoying the use of his powers and the advantages that it gave him over nearly anyone he encountered, learning to use the talents that his new vampiric nature gave him. But now it was time to track down his daughter, she had to be about fifteen and he didn't want to wait any longer to have her. Finding her hadn't been hard, ensuring she was alone made things even simpler for him him to do and for the past few days he had been following her unseen, stalking her and drawing ever closer until the time was just right... and now he felt it was. Following her into the park he moved closer to her as she dipped her feet into the water, grinning wide the entire time. When he was just feet away from her, standing silently behind he finally spoke up. Lilabella dear. He called to her, his voice ringing out across the park. Come over here and give daddy a hug.