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Thread: The wrong hiding place

His eyes slowly was taking in her appearance, careful to take in her figure thoroughly, not bothering whether it was rude or not. So your house was raided along with several others, well you see, perhaps it's by coincidence I am in need of a maid, whom could be a live in one to attend to my needs, one who knows how to cook and clean should do fine for now, so if you have those traits, or are willing to learn them I suppose I can let you stay. He said, keeping his tone low, to try and sound genuinely concerned for her, the wheels in his mind turning on ways of using her. His eyes had carefully managed to check the three marks which were obvious on all slaves, the sore bruising left by chains on a slave's neck, both her wrists and legs. He had noticed two out of three and immediately knew he had a slave, but it was not time to reveal that to her. First he would have his fun before the actual blackmailing would start. So, what do you think, are you up to the task, Valhra? He said with a small smile on his lips. His head slightly tilted to a side, he also noticed her eyes and ears which were some what peculiar. His dark hazel eyes were always very sharp and went well with his cropped short night like hair. He had a dark blue cashmere shirt on, which showed his expensive taste in clothing along with a pair of green pants, he did not mind fashion wise and would always be criticised by his friends due to that.
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She couldn't help but to shift uncomfortably under his gave, feeling uneasy over being viewed so openly. Though, she did assume he was just intruiged to see one of her species, a rare enough sight in these parts to warrent surprise, and besides... She had to give his offer thought, and not dwell on lingering gazes. She half turned to where she knew the slavers were tracking her, raising a hand to the welt on her throat. Could she refuse? Would she dare? If she was turned out, she would suffer enslavement, she knew... Surely being a maid for a few years wasn't as horrible as that prospect, after all, how long could this human live? She bowed deeply. I am touched by you generosity, sir. She said quietly, smiling at him, I would be honored to serve as your maid.
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He was a bit dissapointed about how quikly she had agreed to his proposal, he was hoping for her to disagree or atleast be unsure so as to enquire some more about the people that was chasing her and to watch her squirm and try to weasel her way out. He had even gone so far as to keep a small dusty maid's outfit in the kitchen it was prepared just incase a maid was ever to step foot in his mansion he would have her wear it once it was cleaned but for now he needed to be ready for the pursuers just invade they had followed her to his house. Even though he was a lord, an escaped slave always had an owner so unless he has paid for her in front of the eyes of the law what he was doing illegal. I want you to go to the second room to your right you'll find some of my sister's leftover clothes and I'm quite sure your hungry as well. You may use the kitchen to make something for yourself. he spoke quite strictly before clearing his throat, the continued. I prefer having dinner at around 9pm sharp so have it ready by then no sooner no later also do not ever wake me up before 8am I normally sleep late and hate it when someone disrupts my sleep. You will be doing the washing, cooking and cleaning and also do remember the only one you will be serving is me. Also in addition to those chores you will be answering the door as well as the phone, understood? he asked with a raised brow.
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He explained her chores, and she raised a brow, struggling not to let her anger show through to her face. His tone, his words... So insolent... Were all humans this way, ot did she simply have the bad luck to run across the undesireables. It took some forcing for her to bow, a polite smile on her lips. You are very kind. She lied. I hope my obedience will help repay you some for you generosity. The words stung from her mouth, she had an almost immediate dislike of this man for his tone, but reminded herself that he was simply a human. Given four or five decades he would pass, and she would be free. Until then she would bear through his attitude. She straightened, and rose a brow, But, Sir, I do have to point out that I am an Elf, but species lives much longer than a human. I know that can be unsettling for many of your kind. Do you want me to stay in your service, even if that means you grow old, while I stay ever young? A simple enough statement to point out, many humans forget such details, she knew. Including the slave catchers pursueing her... And remembering them she tensed slightly, a look of concern on her face.
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He had to do his best to stifle another chuckle it was clear as the darkness of the night how much hatred she held for him, right from her body language. He watched on as she gave a very unconvincing performance, pretending to be the perfect obedient maid and one whom wanted everyone to believe that she was enjoying being here. But there was a rather peculiar thought going through him as he wondered whether he should point out that he was an immortal and never grew old. Then decided not, watching her trying to outlive him would be rather entertaining. I do not mind that, after all, it would just mean when I grew old I still would seem to be able to atleast have a beautiful maid in the house. He said without a thought. He knew he could not hide this secret forever and wondered how she would react to such things. Oh yes, those raiders did they know how you look, I mean they might try to pursue you, after all I heard they do not like keeping traces of their handiwork for anyone to see. He said, with a shrug, handing her basically a lifeline, since he knew how thorough slave catchers would be. After all they were paid very well, to do the job and failure was never an option.
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Valhra bowed again, raising a brow. So this man wanted to keep her to look after him even as he grew old? That she could do, she might not like it, but her race was a patient one. She straightened, trying to keep a smile on her face as he mentioned the slavers. She turned to look over her shoulder again, a note of fear on her face. If she got caught now... She imagined it would lead to a severe beating, and of course being re-chained and guarded from another escape. This was her one chance, if she didn't stay hidden, safe. I am sure they will give up soon... She whispered the lie, her fingers twisting the fabric of her dress nervously. But... It would be easier for a human to hide than one of my kind... Elves were few in this world, much less those that looked so exotic as she did. Deep blue eyes matched her slightly darker hair, an angular but femine face.... Surely it was the well known Elven beauty that brought the slavers on them, and kept their pursuit so strong. May I... See your sisters room so I might change? She asked, hoping there was a hat she could hide her hair and ears under. Then I will prepare you a fine dinner, my lord.
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He decided against displaying any kind of anger towards her just yet, he had planned of making sure she felt indebted to him so she would have no choice other then to stay here. Yes, you may although you might want to be careful around this house, it might look old but the antiques inside are quite priceless, my sister's room is on the second door to your right, I am sure you will be needing your privacy so I ll let you explore a little but I expect you at the dining room within 10 minutes. He said, in a rather blunt tone, sauntering over to the bed, settling down on it. I am not one known for being very patient my dear, so it would be best not to be late. He said, somewhat silently. His dark eyes had fallen over to the potrait of his mother as if he had already lost interest in Valhra. He wondered how he would handle the slave finders, also about how well she had managed to hide herself while evading capture, he would rather avoid a battle with them, especially since he had not been able to even size her up or to experience the services she would be able to provide.
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Valhra nodded, I assure you my lord, I will treat your every possesion as though it were made of spun glass. She whispered, and bowed, dipping her head low, like any good servant should. I will be down in just a minute. She left the room quickly enough, wandering down to his sisters room, her soft boots barely making any sound at all against the floor. Once inside, she immediately looked for something to hide her Elven features. She tied her hair back, hiding it in a black scarf, and placed a fashionable low-brimmed hat ontop. It hid her prefectly, and she found a long deep purple dress that matched fairly well. In the mirror she looked like a human lady, expensive tasts given the quality of the clothing, but nothing that would draw a second glance if someone was searching for an Elf. With a satisfied smile she glanced at the clock, and blinked, it had already been seven minutes. She hurried from the room, rushing down the stairs to find the kitchen. It took her a moment, but just as it reached the ten minute mark, she stepped in, not late, but close.
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Armand was pacing back and forth, hoping she would be late, so that he could punish her in one way or the other. So he was quite dissapointed when he realised she made it right on the dot. He rubbed his temple a little bit, thinking of what to do with her. Well, you made it barely on time, next time do try to hurry, I don't tolerate insolence. He spat out at her. Trotting over towards her, he stopped right infront of her and reached out with his right hand. Lowering till it was right over her buttocks, smacking right down on one cheek. That will hopefully remind you, never to be late again, now go prepare dinner, like a good little servant. He said, a grin returning to his lips.
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The elf woman bowed slightly, ducking her head to the man and his agitation. She couldn't quite understand his agitation, even if she cut it close, in the end she had reached the kitchen in fair time. He still treated her as though she had made a horribly mistake, frowning and rubbing his temples as he spat in her direction. It took every bit of self control for her to not step forward and strike the vampire for his mouth, but the memory of those hunting her managed to keep her in place. She kept her outward appearance of calm even when the man moved close to her, and patted her bottom through the dress. Yes, sir. She said tightly, and quickly moved away, before she changed her mind about striking the man. 'Endure' She reminded herself as she turned to the kitchen to begin cooking. 'Just for a few decades.'
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Armand sauntered over following her, he was quite pleased about how she was rather obedient in comparison to earlier. He slowly pressed into her lithe figure from behind, leaning his lips towards her ear and whispered. So, what will you be preparing for me, my pet? Purposefully grinding his crotch right up against her bottom, he knew she could feel his throbbing hardness. I do have unique tastes, so I hope to adhere to them. His lips hovered slowly towards her neck, stopping mere inches away. He had never tasted an elf's blood, but he had heard that it was quite delectable. Due to that he had wanted to savor that moment properly rather then have a quick taste now.
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Valhra stiffened when he moved behind her, pressing his body against hers. Her eyes widened slightly when she felt him grind his crotch against her firm buttocks, his rock-hard manhood more than obvious even through the clothing. I was going to see what food you had available. She said in a half growl, moving to pull herself away from him in one quick tug. Really, sir, I would appreciate if you did not treat me so familiarly. I will be obedient to you, of course, but this is a little much, don't you agree?
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He snickered a little, hearing her growl before she pulled away from him, Well I am sure I do have the right food, if you were to look for them properly. He said, nodding to her comment about not treating her so familarly. He pointed at the very top shelf, in order to get there, she would have to stand up on her tiptoes atleast and he was not really making any effort to help her in anyway.What are you waiting for, I told you where it is, so go get it. He said, his voice booming as his mood became foul.
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Oh how badly Valhra wanted to hit the insolent vampire now! He pointed to the highest possible shelf in the kitchen, and told her that his food was there. He made no move as if to help her, not did he tell her to move a stool or a chair to get to it. And, to be honest, she had the feeling that if she were to try to stand on one of his chairs he would scold her without mercy for mistreating his things. So she moved quickly, ignoring his insolent tone, and reached up to the cabinet. In order to reach she had to move onto the very tips of her toes, stretching until it almost hurt top open the cabinet, and grab down what was inside.
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Armand was smiling to himself, he did notice how smart the elf was, she did not use the chair, since he would have given her a good scolding if she had, but instead she did the most stupidest thing, that being what he asked her to do. Here let me help you. He said, rather gently. Sauntering over to her, he wrapping an arm around her waist, slowly lifting her up off, but at the same time keeping her body pressed back into his and his other hand conveniently explored over her body to her breasts. Well go on, grab the food, there should be some jars, onions and fruits and take as long as you need. He said, licking his lips, enjoying the friction between both their bodies.
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Valhra tensed when the man walked up behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist. She pulled down item after item as quickly as she could, piling them on the counter neatly for later. I can reach. She said stiffly. My balance is very good, so kindly, let go of me, sir. She told him, reaching up with one hand while the other pulled his hand away from her generous bosom. I asked you, please do not act so familiarly. I am the help, nothing more, sir.
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Armand could not subdue his desire any longer he pressed her back against the counter, his hands returning back to her bossoms, kneading them together as his knee parted both her legs to find her crotch, grinding against it. His lips leaned over to roughly kiss hers, the bulge now throbbing even harder then before as his lust grew with each moment. His fingertips moving to her dress, in an effort to rip it apart.
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Valhra let out a brief shriek when he turned her around. Her wide eyes locked onto his, almost immediately narrowing again in rage. His hands attacked her, squeezing her breasts firmly while his knee pressed between her legs, parting them easily. 'I should be able to fight a human better than this!' She thought frantically as he pressed his lips to hers, forcing a vicious kiss on her lips. She reared back, one hand catching his wrist firmly while the other raised. She balled her fist, and brought it down hard, aiming for the junction between his neck and shoulder. Release me! She growled against his kiss. Have you lost your senses, human?
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Armand pretended to be hurt releasing his grip on her, breaking the kiss, he fell to his knees, clutching the spot she had stuck. Ouch... that hurt, you don't hold back, do you? Tilting his head up, he grinned a toothy smile, this time choosing to display the set of fangs. As you can see, I am not exactly human, stupid elf, just cause you have a little bit of strength do not forget whom gave you a roof under your head and the only reason why that slave driver has not found you. He growled rather loudly, for some reason her insolence towards him had really set him off.
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Valhra's eyes landed wide on the man's fangs, her own mouth falling slightly open in horror. She inched as far away as she could, until the counter edge dug into her spine and she gripped it desperately, trying to slide away to flee. I agreed to work for you. She responded, trying to keep her calm as she moved. I did not agree to vile acts of defilement for your pleasure. She paused, biting her lip nervously for a moment as she sought another part of the deal she could use as leverage. Surely he would not simply want a maid, he made that abundantly clear. So she raised a hand slowly, and threw her hair off her shoulder. If you agree... I will not fight should you wish for my blood. She bargained. I know Elf blood is a rare treat for your kind, surely this will satisfy you?
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

Kelsey sighed as she rolled her neck on her shoulders, her neck cracking a little bit. She had just gotten off work a little late and now it was dark. She didn't particularly like being out so late. She wished she had a car to drive! Walking home everynight was not good. Bad things could happen to a girl walking home alone so late. She ran her hands through her long blond hair and closed her blue eyes for a second as she walked. She walked home so much that she could be she could get there with her eyes closed. She didn't risk it though. She opened her eyes and glanced around before crossing the street. Almost home.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

Gary was careful to go unnoticed, it had been a few days since he had managed to get a decent meal. Although his meal would have to be a lot different to a normal person's meal. His victim had already been identified, she was quite easy to track since he had not once seen her in the past seven days get inside a car. He had assumed that she did not drive and this made his plan to capture her quite easy. His dark brown eyes, followed every step she made, as she was crossing the street. Unfortunately for her, tonight was the night he would be taking her. Quickly he started a small jog towards her, trying to seem inconspicuous in case any one was around. As he reached her, his first reaction was to wrap an arm around her waist, his free palm blocking off her lips. He leaned in towards her ear and whispered. Don't think of doing anything if you don't want to die. After which he started running towards his cabin it was a good thing the woods was lying right next to the town, it made it so much more convenient to travel back and forth and even hide if he had to. Pushing the door open, he released his grip on her waist, carefully latching the door lock. Okay, you can scream as much as you like now. But just so you know, no one will hear you. He said, with a broad grin rising on his lips.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

When Kelsey felt the arm wrap around her waist, she sucked in a deep breath about to scream until she heard his words and felt his hand over her mouth. Her eyes were wide as he started to run out of the town and into the village. She had no idea what was going on, but she could only guess. She found that she couldn't make even the smallest noise. As her feet hit the ground, she moved back away from the strange man until she hit the wall. OH. This could not be good. She was so scared, she couldn't speak, she could barely breath.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

He turned his eyes falling on her, it had been the first real time he had seen her up close. Now he noticed how beautiful the girl looked, although his hunger on the other hand was now drying up his throat, as his tongue ran over his dry lips. I am hungry and unfortunately your the only one right now whom can satisfy this hunger. As he spoke, he started to take a few steps towards her. His first move was always the same, he wrapped an arm around her waist, holding a firm grip pressing the soft body up against him. Leaning down his lips parted, tongue slithered out coating her soft skin with his saliva. After which his lips wrapped themselves around a soft spot on her neck, lightly nibbling on her soft skin.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

Kelsey sucked in a deep breath as he grabbed her. As he wrapped his arm around her, she tensed up and squeezed her eyes shut. She didn't know what his hunger meant...but they way he was nibbling on her neck, she automatically knew what he had meant. Noo.... she whispered, shaking in his hold. Oh, what was she going to do? He was so much stronger than her and she knew he could easily take her if he wanted. She swallowed, trying to move her head away from him. She didn't want this. This was too much for her. She licked her lips, eyes tearing up a little bit. SHe did not want to be raped..
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

As he drew his fangs out, he felt an unfamiliar feeling a throbbing in his pants was pressing against her hips. Normally it did not arouse him to feed off humans but for some reason this time was different. He could also notice her pert breasts, against his chest it was almost like all his senses were in tune with how soft her body felt. It was getting quite difficult to just bite her, shaking his head a bit. In one fluid motion, sunk his fangs in to her, his tongue curled over the bite, lapping up as much blood as he could, unconciously his groin had pressed up against her thigh and was lightly grinding with his emerging bulge.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

Kelsey sucked in a deep breath as she felt fangs enter her skin. She was almost weak in the knees and it seemed that the bite itself sent shivers down her spine and she felt that her panties start to get wet. She didn't know how to explain it...this was all...really turning her on. It was so unreal...She let out a soft moan into his ear as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed up against the bulge, shifting so that it pressed between her legs. AHhh....oohh... She suddenly wanted him! She wanted him so badly.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

With each moment passing by, he found it more difficult to concentrate on the blood which was flowing down quite freely into his lips, his body was aching for something a lot more then just blood, as she heard a low moan and felt her hands wrap themselves around his neck as well as her knee press harder up against his throbbing member, a groan escaping as his lips left her neck. The heat of her soft body pressed against him rising as he inched closer, his grinding becoming more urgent.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

She moaned again as he ground against her, massaging her breasts slightly as he moved his body against hers. Her hands then left his neck and traveled down his chest slowly, her eyes still closed. She didn't know what was happening and she seemed to have lost control of her body as she reached down to cup the bulge that was pressing against her. She gave it a gentle squeeze before her hands left to travel under his shirt to feel how toned he was.
Thread: ~Ronin~ Master and his Slave ~NaoChan~

A grunt escaped his lips as he could feel the smooth soft supple skin of her breasts mash up against his chest, giving in to pure lust his hands which seemingly had a mind of it's own reached over to cover her clothes breasts, kneading, caressing and even punching them as he felt his throbbing now fully erect member squeezed softly by her a small growl coming from deep within him before he leaned in capturing her lips with his in a heated kiss, parting his lips to run his tongue over her lips then slide inside her mouth searching for her tongue as well as exploring the inner ontours of her lips. The heating through his body like larva as he pressed his solid abs against her in an effort I create more friction between them.