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Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

She looked at him and watched him. May was playing a very tricky game of chess. If she focused and kept her head about her, she could be free, but if she tripped up or made a mistake, she would forever be a prisoner. She swallowed and tried to keep from breathing out a deep sigh as he agreed. She knew he was going to want to wash her, and the idea of a shower was too much. He would have to get naked too and climb in and be aable to touch and look at all of her parts. She smiled. Thank you daddy. She whispered. She watched him run the bath. She canted her head and watched him. A quick glance around the room for any hard heavy objects. But none. Well, there was one opportunity that she would never have. A bludgeoning in the bathroom. Clean, perfect. She smiled as she thought, but she almost threw up when he told her her next command. She swallowed but kept her face unreadable. Yes daddy. She whispered almost robotically. She began to pull of her stockings first. She sighed as her legs were free but noticed that her ankles were in the same distressed state as her wrists. She stood up and swallowed. She took off her skirt and left her red panties on. She was putting her clothes on a folded pile on the sink. Taking off her shirt was a matching bra. She shifted and looked up and shut her eyes. This is not you. she whispered to herself. This is someone else being forced to do this. She then unhooked the bra and set it to the side and pulled off her underwear. Her pussy was unshaven and her breasts bounced free. She walked over to the bath and sat down slowly and blushed shivering.
Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

Watching her undress was the moment that sealed the coming future for both of them. Where before the capture had been concerning safety, where before it had the mere element of anger and dominance to ensure she obeyed him, now it included a facet that he had never intended. Attraction. With each piece of clothing that came off he found himself not only more aroused, but more attracted to his daughter...connected, wanting, needing to have more of her. One element had been nothing but survival instincts....and now there was so much more tied into it. Longing...yearning...that is what he felt for his daughter and when she moved passed him to the tub there was no doubt that he was aroused. He had never had to boast of himself to others, but he was an impressive specimen, and there was no possible chance of hiding the hardness in his pants. Kneeling down next to her he did not take his eyes off of her bosom, of the way she sank into the water, of the teasing show of flesh covered by her mound. He never once stopped that gaze as he himself seemed almost robotic. He was fixated however, fixated on her, and perhaps this was the one weakness she could exploit. As they began this strange dynamic, as they found their way into this dark section of their lives, if there was one thing that made him weak it seemed....that sexual response he was having towards her. Yet it made him no less dangerous, perhaps more so, for what was more frightening than an animal who was not only trapped in their actions...but being driven by the need to mate. His hands trembled just a tiny bit before he regained control and slowly he poured body wash into the loofa. And then...he began to wash her. Those strong hands trailed over her body, starting with the innocuous. Shoulders, back, her throat...and then further down, cupping and moving up under her breasts...pausing there before slipping along her arms and stomach. He took his time, obviously entranced by what he was doing, and as they continued that sponge found it's way lower. He looked up and met her eyes, not bothering to hide what he was going to do with her, how the sponge would find it's way between her thighs. He did not demand she do it, he did not ask her to do so, it moved lower....caressing across her abdomen, right above that cleft...and he stopped. Waiting.
Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

She was all too aware of what her father was doing. The hard on between his legs. She moved to the water and sat down and then leaned forward a bit. She did not look at him. She was just happy that he had made the water hot enough. She soon felt the loofa travel over her shoulders and down her back. Gentle worshipping almost. If he were any other man, she would know he was worshipping her and loved her. But now it just felt like her father was claiming what was his. She shut her eyes and leaned her head up as he washed her neck and moved down her breast. Let the bastard have his day, he would one day drop his guard. She blushed harder feeling his hand move across her breast. She felt the hatred and anger welling inside of her. But all her body was registering that this was a man touching her. She wanted to fool herself, this is another man touching another woman. Leaning back, she felt his hand travel down her belly. Washing every inch. Leaning back, she watched him and noticed how much power she had over him. If only she could make it to her will. He would do anything for her. She saw the look in his eyes. He was a hungry beast. He wanted her. She smiled and then reached out and stroked her face. Poor daddy, so alone for so long, tell me, what do you want? She smiled and watched him. Maybe this would not be such a bad deal. She grinned wider. She felt the loofa poised over her pussy. Wanting permission. She watched him and smiled waiting for his answer. Any answer. Spreading her legs she raised her knees and looked at him. Maybe it was because she was having an out of body experience, maybe she had convinced herself. But she leaned her head back and sighed as he continued to wash her. She would own him one day.
Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

He looked down into her face at that moment, when she spread her legs and raised them wide and his hand opened, the sponge sliding out of it to float in the water and he just stared at her. There was something in those eyes, something dark and lustrous, something that hearkened at more monster than a man and suddenly one hand gripped her hair and forced her head back, digging his fingers into it so he could gain purchase as the other cupped suddenly between her thighs. There was no way to tell between the water or any natural lubrication the young girl had, and frankly he did not expect to find any, for this was not a man who was anyone's fool and the words he hissed spoke eloquently of that fact as he bent over her and met her gaze. Do you think I am an idiot, my little daughter, he whispered, his hand tugging once more to remind her who was in control. Do you think I somehow believe you, that you can truly make my heart flutter, make me think you care...am I a fool to you? That I cannot see the own disgust in your face...but you know what disgusts me...? His words trailed off as two fingers found purchase deep inside of her hot wet flesh, pushing past any kind of resistance to ram within her and hold her still. It was brutish, done purposefully without expertise, meant to be rough and to remind her that power lay with those who could truly take it. But perhaps something did happen, perhaps something...what was that in his eyes...he might be lying to himself over whether she had power over him.... He felt her, inside of his own daughter, and he whispered...What disgusts me is you spreading....and me loving it...I disgusts me completely... His words fell from his mouth before he leaned over her and kissed hard, his lips bruising upon hers as they kissed mouth to mouth for the first time since she was a child.
Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

She swallowed watching. Saw the change. She bit her lip and shifted a bit. She gasped as her head was pulled under the water and she screamed out as she struggled a bit. Her hands flaired out and struggled around. Her pussy had been borderline wet. But when he slid his fingers in, her walls gripped him and she became wet as she struggled hard trying to pull away or pull herself up. She gasped as he let her up and she looked at him panting and tears rolled down her face. N-no... She gasped as she was pulled back close to the water. She whimpered and then tears rolled down her face. She sobbed. He honestly scared her. She arched her hips and groaned as those fingers found their way deep into her. She shut her eyes and whimpered. She looked at him and tears rolled down her face. She was trembling fully aware that he was probably going to kill her. She sobbed. Sorry, I thought, that was what you wanted. Please, daddy, please... She gasped as he kissed her. His mood changes are giving her whiplash. She shut her eyes and groaned and was not sure what he wanted. She was scared to kiss back. She was not sure what he wanted and her tears continued to fall down her face.
Thread: Perfection (haunteddreamer and loneiysong)

Giving a slow shudder he broke the kiss, seeing her tears mingling with the water splashing down her face and he felt himself almost growl. He knew they were both experiencing something unexpected, unanticipated, and it might truly be traumatic for them both. Traumatic for her due to the fact of well...that he was raping and abusing her, and traumatic for him because all previous views of himself had flown in the face of this madness. Who was he anymore, with his hand in her hair, with his fingers up inside of her hot flesh...he could not call himself Father, not call himself a Man, in doing such a thing to a woman. No, the words reserved for someone like him was Monster...and perhaps he was, perhaps he was. The truth was his faade of perfection had finally broken and what bent over her now was a wholly different human being...one who seemed to love the feeling of her little cunt. As she groaned he slowly licked the tears from her face, tasting her, his fingers working in and out with slow brutal ease. He made sure those thick digits went into full depth inside of her, wanting her to suffer as he hit the bottom knuckle everytime. Her words instilled a fire inside of him, a fire that was burning so brightly it tore away whatever morality was left as his thumb found her hardened clit and rolled it, knowing his little angel was what he'd wanted all along...what he needed. Perhaps that explains his malaise, his depression, for now...now he felt alive even if monstrous...and he smiled down at her as he whispered. What I want....what I want...what I want is obedience little girl, what I want is for you to obey everything I say, will you do that honey, will you? He searched her eyes, searched them for fright and horror but also for...understanding, breaking...he searched as his fingers slipped up and out to come up to her lips, smearing her juices across them as he whispered...I want to know you'll do anything to survive.
Thread: Gravitation)moon/lady)

Morrigan Sinclair looked through the park as she walked, her soft black hair swirling a little around her face, allowing mid back length hair flow down her back as she made sure that she wasnt being followed. While she had no desire to be treated to the visuals of what his life would be like, she needed to know what the other DEA agent was up to. The fact that his own people no longer trusted Leon meant that he was about to be left on his own, and if he was still playing for their team, it could be deadly. She was determined to give him the benefit of a doubt. Even if it meant pretending to be his girlfriend. Wrinkling her nose a little at the story Leon had made up when their boss had expressed a interest in sending in another cop. While she knew it was probably the safest way of getting into his world, and so much better then the risk of being pretending to be a junkie, or reducing herself to being one of the prostitutes, she was still not enjoying the idea of a whirlwind romance with a man that shed heard so many conflicting stories about. Finally seeing the man in question coming in from the other entrance, the tall black haired woman shuddering a little as she swallowed. Here goes nothing, she thought to herself before shifting her stance just enough to throw her off balance in the high heels she was wearing, stumbling into the other as he neared her. oh!S-sorry.She stuttered a little, for every intent or purpose just a woman whod stumbled into someone, and not two cops staging the perfect cover.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

Morrigan Sinclair looked through the park as she walked, her soft black hair swirling a little around her face, allowing mid back length hair flow down her back as she made sure that she wasnt being followed. While she had no desire to be treated to the visuals of what his life would be like, she needed to know what the other DEA agent was up to. The fact that his own people no longer trusted Leon meant that he was about to be left on his own, and if he was still playing for their team, it could be deadly. She was determined to give him the benefit of a doubt. Even if it meant pretending to be his girlfriend. Wrinkling her nose a little at the story Leon had made up when their boss had expressed a interest in sending in another cop. While she knew it was probably the safest way of getting into his world, and so much better then the risk of being pretending to be a junkie, or reducing herself to being one of the prostitutes, she was still not enjoying the idea of a whirlwind romance with a man that shed heard so many conflicting stories about. Finally seeing the man in question coming in from the other entrance, the tall black haired woman shuddering a little as she swallowed. Here goes nothing, she thought to herself before shifting her stance just enough to throw her off balance in the high heels she was wearing, stumbling into the other as he neared her. oh!S-sorry.She stuttered a little, for every intent or purpose just a woman whod stumbled into someone, and not two cops staging the perfect cover.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

Morrigan smiled up at him as she straightened, resting her hand on his arm as she gingerly turned her ankle, making sure that she hadnt really hurt herself, acting like a normal teenager who had really fallen. Though she was in her mid twenties, the woman looked younger, and she wasnt nearly as innocent as Leon thought she was. Gingerly straightening she stood on the heels easily as she looked up at the older man holding onto her, shivering a little at his voice. Dressed in a pair of snug jeans and her favorite short stomach showing shirt and cropped jacket, she looked ready for sex, or like shed come from a fresh tumble. Offering him a dimpled smile ahs stepped back from him, nodding towards the small caf at the edge of the park.You were kind enough to not let me fall, and not blame me for being a clutz. Let me buy you a drink.She said smiling a little. Itd been so long since shed actually gone on a date, or tried to be flirty, that being tossed in this situation to act like she was seducing the mob son, was leaving her at a loss.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

he studied her and took note of everything that he could. keeping an eye on the details had saved his life more than once. he noticed she wasn't wearing perfume, but she had a floral scent to her. a shampoo or a body wash, possibly a deodorant. he rather liked it. he noticed that she was wearing clothing she was actually comfortable in. that impressed him, most cops going undercover didn't think about how ridiculous they looked trying to 'fit in' when they where completely uncomfortable. they where always dead in the week, because the Mob could always tell when someone was uncomfortable in their clothes, and they watched them closely, well aware that it usually meant that person was a cop. especially the older ones. a Drink? he asked, blinking at her. he knew he was being watched right then and he glanced her up and down, acting as he usually did when faced with a sexy young thing. he had always liked them younger. nothing too perverse, but he certainly liked them late teens, early twenties. fortunately most late teens preferred older men, so it wasn't hard to find sweet things to fuck for a week or two. yes, i could go for a Drink. it must be my treat though, i wouldn't feel right taking advantage of such a pretty young lady. he admitted, picking up her hand and kissing her knuckles. especially when my inattention might have done you damage. he murmured, flashing her a sly little smile. i am Leon, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. and with that he looped his arm in hers and led her to the Cafe, ordering himself a croissant dipped in smooth chocolate and a rich, hot, double espresso black coffee. there was enough Coffee in there to keep a person up for a week.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

Yes, a drink. You know, something to hydrate yourself with.She teased a little looking amused as she ran her fingers trhough her hair, straightening out the curly locks as she glanced around them, wondering which was watching them more, the cops or the mob. Smiling wider she flushed a little as he kissed her knuckles.Ah, well I am sure I can let you pay for me.She smiled looking amused as they got their coffee. Raising a eyebrow as she took her espresso, glancing around before settling into a corner booth, only the slight hesitance as she choose her seat said that she had thought twice to find a table where she could put a wall at her back, not trusting someone to not come up behind her. Already, the younger woman was showing every sign of being a chameleon, easily sliding into a new life. Sipping her drink she raised her eyebrows as she realized that she was indeed going to be up late tonight off just the caffeine. You trying to keep me up for something?And here I thought you didnt want to take advantage.She teased, a playful smirk on her lips. It was disturbing her somewhat to see such a beautiful man, to hear his voice sound so smooth and calm, when she knew that he was either a killer who had no remorse, or a man who'd probably been pushed to the limits. either she had to get this mess together and convince them that he was still working for the cops, or convince him to walk away. she had a sense of what drove him, and wondered if his missing sister was worth the hell he had to be going through
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

he smiled at her quick wit and a low chuckle fell from his lips. he looked almost surprised that he'd laughed, he hadn't felt the urge to laugh in so long... but, it had been amusing, and he'd laughed... he could hear his 'spy' snickering as well, and knew it was Tony. Leon's freind who was growing increasingly worried about his freind. Tony was growing more and more worried that Leon was going to kill himself or something. he smirked when she blushed, and offered her a wink and settled next to her so that his back was also to the wall. oh, there are different levels of taking advantage of someone. he admitted with a smile. for example, i won't steal money from you, but i have no compunctions about trying to seduce such a lovely woman. he admitted with a smile. after all, you're very pretty, and very intelligent as well from what i can see so far. you are a very rare breed of woman, you know? most pretty girls these days are much too focused on their technology, and are about as intelligent as a twelve year old... he paused. of course, their STILL smarter than their male counterparts. he admitted with a shake of his head. most young men these days are about as smart as a pile of dirt.... it's amazing the young people even graduate from high school these days. he admitted simply. he was well aware of what he was doing to her too. he could hear her heart thudding wildly, and see her pupils dilating. he also knew the rumors about him, and to be honest, most of them where true. he had been turned into a heartless killer... and he had been pushed far too close to the edge because of it. he was reaching his limit, another month, and he'd just walk up to his father and slaughter the old bastard himself. and he'd make sure he died doing it. now though... now there was this woman, who he was honestly enjoying his time with. he hadn't even touched his croissant yet, and he offered her half of it. besides, if you didn't want to be kept up all night, why did you order coffee? they have tea here too you know. he teased, flashing her an honestly amused smile.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

Ahh, I see. Not a thief, just a scoundrel.She smirked a little glancing around the coffee shop at the said teenagers, Im not as young as I look you know.she pointed out before sighing softly. She was enjoying his company, and she hadnt expected that. Scared yes, to find him attractive?Yes. To actually enjoy the few moments that they were together, no she hadnt thought shed actually enjoy being undercover with him. Flushing at the thought, her mind and his smooth voice turning the words easily from undercover to under the covers. Smiling as she took half his croissant she tilted her head. Nibbling on it she laughed softly, Well, I didnt want to feel weird ordering tea, in a coffee shop. Imagine all the staring that would ensue from it, I get stared at enough as it is.She sighed gesturing towards her clothes, obviously comfortable with being stared at, and how she looked, despite her complaining about it. Otherwise she wouldnt be dressed like that. They DEA had really done well choosing a woman who already walked that edge between brilliance and innocence, perfect for the kind of woman Leon usually dated or fucked. It wouldnt be hard for anyone within the mob to believe that he was keeping her around.
Thread: Temptation(lady/moon)

he blinked a little. you're not? you're what... eighteen? Twenty? he asked, his head tilted. just entering Collage right? he asked with a small smile. i'd be surprised if you're still in High school. he admitted simply before laughing a little. people order tea at coffee shops all the time. he admitted with a sly grin. i order Tea at Coffee shops often... though, perhaps they don't stare at me because they are afraid of me. i have quite the reputation you know. he pointed out, looking amused. and i would never be a scoundrel. i am wounded that you think so lowly of me. he complained, setting a hand to his heart and sniffing dramatically before smiling at her. honestly, i don't think you care in the least little bit that they stare at you. he pointed out with a small chuckle. i think you like having all the attention focused on you. he purred, slyly teasing her as he leaned forward. i think you're just looking for just the right bad boy. the one that can make your blood sing, and your body purr. he whispered, his voice dusky with lust and amusement as he leaned over, his breath against her ear. you want to feel alive, don't you Morrigan? that's why you chose this job, this task... he whispered. to feel the danger, to walk that thin line between life and death... to do the forbidden. you want to feel the rush of doing, exactly what you know you shouldn't want to do. he leaned away, smirking at her, his eyes alive in a way no one had seen in a very long time. here's my number. he stated, sliding his business card over to her. give me a call when you want to really feel alive. he offered, smirking as he gulped down his coffee and finished his half of the Croissant. before she could even react to his leaving, he had bent over, and pressed his lips hard to hers, kissing her passionately, his tongue dragging against hers before he pulled away, flashed her a smug little grin, and walked away. she would call him within the next few hours no doubt, they always did, and even being a cop... she would be no different. he knew he shouldn't be seducing her... but she made him FEEL things again... and he intended to cling to those feelings for as long as possible.