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Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

Finally, as she reached her climax she let out a scream, tossing her head back and arching her body to a deeper angle. Her hips elevated themselves off the ground into sort of a bridge position and it made her feel as though she was floating. As the calm after the storm seemed to set upon her, Marilyn's vision began to blur. A numbness took her head and a nausea took her stomach. Everything combined from lack of energy to lack of blood was making her sick. She had expended an amount beyond what she had on pleasing her vampire, and now he was draining her of her life force. Once she realized what was happening tons of questions floated through her mind. Was she going to die that moment? Is it to be her last memory? Oh, what a blissful memory it would be on her descent to hell, for the act itself had to have been the deadliest of sins to exist in history. This was her last thought as she slipped out of consciousness into a brief faint.
Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

He held onto her, and sighed rather happily. But then he noticed something wrong, and his mind connected with hers to see what it was. Her mind was barely there, and her body was limp. Bursting now with adrenaline, he got up quickly, sliding out of her and lifting her up in strong arms, he opened the door of the study and carried her out, caring little for their nudity as he took her up the grand staircase and down hallway after hallway until he kicked open the door to his room. He laid her down on the bed, getting a sponge and cool water and dabbed down her skin. It was the blood exchange, he knew it. He took too much of her energy and she passed out from it. But the nagging guilt was with him still. He finished with the water before he brought his wrist to his mouth. He ripped his wrist open with his fangs before putting it to her mouth. His mind took hold of hers, commanding her to drink. It was reassuring that her lips wrapped around it and slowly sucked at his blood, and he made sure she got enough so she wouldn't die, even at the little chance there was before that. When she had enough, he pulled his wrist back, sealing it with his tongue. He laid down next to her, rolling to be on his side and taking one of her hands in both of his. The bed was a canopy bed, and as the door closed and locked, the drapes of the bed closed around them. By the time she would wake, it would be after dawn, and he would be in his lethargic sleep, his body leaden and vulnerable.
Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

She laid sprawled out in a vision of beauty. She was a miracle of color, the black of her hair, the paleness of her skin, and as they flickered open added the emerald green in her eyes. A slow realization came when she'd seen the man beside her was exactly what she had depicted in this 'dream'. She hadn't gained her energy back entirely because she hadn't eaten but somehow she'd mustered enough energy to sit up. Taking a moment for her surroundings to sink in, the shifter's heavy breathing began to slow and she ran her hands through her hair as she watched him sleep. He was so beautiful in his nudity and something about his presence made it comfortable to be completely nude around him. Their fucking had instilled an impression in her mind that would last for years, decades, centuries even. But then her head took over and it was time to stop admiring him. She had to get the fuck out of there as connected to him as she seemed to feel at the moment. Before he woke up. Slowly she began to move, careful not to stirr the bed because if he woke up that would be the last chance she got to do so. She shifted into her small demonic form and landed on the ground. d
Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

He may have been asleep, but that didn't mean he wasn't conscious. Even if he wasn't, his mind was partially in hers, making sure that she was alright first, then making sure she stayed in the estate second. His face twitched slightly in the small irritation that she would want to leave, and as he exerted control around him and through the estate. The door glowed and glyphs appeared on it, before there was a click, and it opened. He was stronger than he looked, laying there with no bodily control. He let his mind out of his body, exploring, watching her as she moved. He led her mentally through the estate to the kitchen, knowing that she was hungry. The door closed and locked behind her, glowing like the bedroom had before turning back to normal. He could shift walls in the house if need be. And the few rooms that had windows were locked and blocked by his safeguards.
Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

As the door closed behind her, her small demonic form jumped sky high like sort of a frightened cat. A yelped escaped it's black lips, red eyes flashing but together the expression seemed to be surprise as she was caught off guard. Why was he so hell bent on keeping her here? And then it dawned on her. She was being used! A bloody sex toy. He wasn't going to kill her, he was going try to make her a slave to him. A pang of hurt took her chest as she thought of how many slaves he probably owned. It wasn't that she felt sorry for the girls, but more of a possessiveness towards this man caused her to feel this way. And then she had another though. What the fuck was she doing feeling possessiveness over the man that wanted to use her, drug her, and rape her? Possessiveness was replaced by anger as Marilyn paced about the room, tail swaying back and forth. What was she to do in this situation? He was apparently conscious and keeping he here still.
Thread: To be in Control (me and xWickedBlackLace)

Her thoughts were going atray now, and it was going to be dangerous to leave her with those thoughts. His mind contacted hers again, and he made sure that she could hear him. I have no other slaves. His voice would echo through her head, and thankfully, the sun was going down now. I have some men that follow me and work for me, but no slaves. It was amazing how fast things can change, and soon he was sitting up, stretching his muscles before he grabbed a robe and took off, putting it on as he moved to the kitchen. But his mind didn't leave hers. I will not let you leave, however. You are mine, marked as mine, as much as you marked me last night. The door to the kitchen opened, and he walked through, stealthily moving behind her, pulling her body against his. So any thoughts of you leaving is a direct attack on me.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

17 year old Mandy sat quietly on the park bench that evening shortly after 6pm just as it was starting to get dark. Despite it been winter Mandy was wearing a short skirt, panties and a shirt and hoodie. For winter it wasn't too cold, but there was a slight chill causing her to shiver slightly. No one was in the park and her eyes were scanning the area looking for anyone that was entering that could be him - could be the guy she'd agreed to meet here. Her long red hair blew in the wind slightly as she continued to wait, she was starting to wonder if he was going to show up. She'd be upset if she didn't. Her parents were fighting once again and she wanted to get out the house and have a little fun been as she couldn't concentrate on her homework like she wanted to. It had been at that point that she'd logged on and started chatting to him, and once she'd mentioned her parents fighting, he'd asked if she wanted to get out of the house and hang out. In a spur of the moment decision, annoyed with her parents she'd agreed, and now, here she was at the park with her green eyes scanning for any potential 18 year old guys coming towards her. For seventeen Mandy was good looking. She was 5'6, thin but with a meat to her bones so she wasn't too thin or unhealthy looking. She was naive and innocent, and it showed in her appearance to. She'd never had a boyfriend or done anything sexual before and was really a rarity these days among girls. Little did she know that he'd lied to her about who he was.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Trevor's had certainly taken a turn for the better, and it had all started at his computer. Before the little machine had just been a way for him to bring his work home- but all that had changed with something as simple as chatting. Apparently he'd been wasting all that time looking for the right one in person, when instead the mighty internet would provide him the means to achieve his goal in mere moments by comparison. So here he was, making a slow stroll into the park, He'd taken advantage of a moment of weakness managing to get the young girl to agree to meet him. Her parents we're terrible, always fighting, he was doing her a favor the biggest favor he was ever going to do for her. He likened it to saving her from the wicked beings that called themselves her parents. He'd had to fib a little, to gain her trust...but he was only thirty, she wouldn't mind, he was sure of that. That's what he thought, as his pitch black dress shoes clacked with each impact on the walkway. Though thirty, his features we're still strong and tight. His expressions sharp, to match his piercing green eyes. His short cut dark brown hair was cut short, business like even. Navy blue khaki pants and a matching button up shirt covered his stout frame, a frame that measured 6'1. He made his way to their planned meeting spot, his eyes scanning...until he found her. He was even happier, he'd seen pictures, but in person the word stunning could barely describe her. He had to stow his eagerness, and school himself back into something more friendly...a nice smile. He made his walk slow and nonthreatening, and spoke in a baritone befitting his true age. ...Mandy?
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy looked up as she heard her name. A smile was on her face at first, at the thought that he'd shown up but when she saw his appearance it faulted a little. He looked older than 18 and she started to wonder if this whole thing had been a mistake. Looking around she saw that no one else was around and got a little shy and nervous, unsure what to say or do for a moment. Finally she spoke though, finding her voice. Trevor? She asked, her nervousness portrayed in the tone of her voice. She glanced up and down once again debating on what to say next. You look older than 18. She told him quietly, hoping that he wouldn't be offended by the comment if he was actually 18. She was shocked by his appearance as she stood there. She'd never asked for photos of him and wished she had of done now, and maybe not have given out her's so willingly when he'd asked her to. She stayed seated on the bench as she watched and waited to see what he had to say. He didn't look threatening, so that was a start, she thought.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Her voice was like music to his ears, it was as if innocence had found an audible form. She was his fantasy come real, especially as he noticed her demeanor change, she seemed even shier then before, amplifying that cuteness that had drawn him in to begin with. Alas, she had found out his secret even faster then he had hopped, luckily he hadn't come here unprepared for such a thing. His smile remained, if it hadn't gotten even brighter. That's what everyone tells me, must have gotten it from my dad... he looks 70 already. If I was though, would that be a big deal, Mandy? He held his distance a foot or so in front of her, waiting for her to really accept him before he took a seat beside her or something similar. Though every part of him urged him to do so. I thought we really connected, would that chance even if I was 30?
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy hesitated as he sat down next to her, blushing as she tried not to think about how good looking he seemed to be. She wasn't looking for boyfriends or anything like that and wanted to concentrate on school. I guess it wouldn't matter if you were a little older than 18. She stated finally, figuring that maybe he did just look older and wasn't older. She was naive after all and so believed his words. She had no reason not to trust him after all the talking they'd done online for the last couple of months. 30 is a little old. After all I've just turned 17. She told him. So I guess it's a good thing you're not that old and haven't risked chance of meeting me. It's nice to finally see you in person. She added. Thanks for asking to hang out with me here. I just need to get out of the house for a couple of hours. She explained. My curfew is at 10.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed It's nice to finally see you, the pictures simply didn't do you any justice. She was just as trusting as he hoped, she was perfection, and she was clearly meant to be with him. Those bitter parents of hers certainly didn't deserve her, not like he did... but all in due time. He checked his watch, not that the curfew set by those...people mattered to him but all the same they had plenty of time. I'm glad to help you out, besides, I should be thanking you for agreeing to come out here with me. I just didn't want you to have to sit through...that. He slowly shimmied himself closer to her, though he looked off to his front to make it seem less intentional. So...we have plenty of time, I have an idea for what we can do, but do you have any ideas?
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy shrugged, watching the man next to her. No problem. I'm used to my parents fighting anyway. They do it often enough that I wonder why they haven't divorced yet. My dad drinking just makes things worse and my mom is sure that he's seeing other women and so they continually fight like I'm not even there. Tonight it's all about him apparently having sex with other women again. She sighed obviously hating it. I didn't really think of what I was going to do when I came to meet you. What idea did you have? Mandy spoke, generally interested in what Trevor had wanted to do.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed His frown was evident, he'd heard about this before of course, she'd told him tons about her. Hearing it again just made him angry and sad all over again, and stressed his position...he must save her, she definitely needed to save her. Her home life was just one big mess, being with him would be so much better for her. Don't even think about your parents problems, you came her to get away from that. You're here with me now, a much better place. His smile returned. Well...maybe go back to my house? Watch some TV, some movies or something? Just hang out, nice and simple. Since it's starting to get a little cold out here. He was noticing her shivering, and he didn't much like that she was so cold.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy thought about things, nervous about his offer of going home. She knew it was dangerous to go to the house of a guy she'd just met, but figured that she would be safe and it was only to hang out and have some fun. She was also mad at her parents for how things were at home so at that point all her common sense went out of the window. Okay then. I'd like that, if we hang out until my curfew. It'll be fun and will take my mind off of things. She smiled, standing up. It's not too far from here, right?
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Good! He could barely contain his joy, she was willing to head to his home. Soon to be their home thanks to her agreement, he was so close he could taste it...but he had to keep himself in check, they were still in the park. Trevor got to his feet, and held out his large hand for her to take, so he could lead the way to his house. Nope. It's only a few minutes walk, we'll be there in no time Once she took his hand, he'd put them on the way, right out of the park and into the dark streets lit only by the yellow of the lamps overhead. It's right...there. A few minutes later, they stood in front of a small home... ivory white siding and the standard set of four windows at it's front, and the door of course, an iron gate over the regular door to keep the unsavory elements out. He pulled out his keys and wen't to work on the multitude of locks. Oh, almost forgot. Welcome to my house.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy took his hand when he stood and offered it, her small hand getting lost in his bigger one. His hands felt slightly rough compared to her smooth ones and she figured that that was to do with the fact that she was small and female. He was right to, it wasn't a long walk and soon she was standing outside his house. It looked cute and she wondered why he had all the locks on the door. It seemed strange but been too naive and angry at her parents she didn't think that it could be dangerous. Are your parents home? She asked. Or are they at work... And you have a very nice house. It's cute and very homely. She smiled. Once he'd got the locks sorted, Mandy entered the house not thinking for her own safety or having doubts about what she was doing. She really thought she was going to watch movies and hang out with the man behind her.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Uh, they're on vacation in Florida. So don't worry about it, no need to worry about anything anymore... He spoke as he closed the gate behind him, using the same keys to lock each and every single lock...before he closed the actual door and did the same for it's pair of locks. He slipped the keys into his pocket, his eyes finally following her little legs now that he could look with impunity. Finally she was in the place that would soon be the place she called home, her place of safety...with him. Forever. He wanted to start immediately, the training could be long, or short...depending on his dear Mandy. I think this place is kind of homely too, perfect for a man and his mate, right? He walked up behind her, towering as he did, and placed his hands on her shoulder.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Yea. It's good for a man and his friends. Mandy commented taking mate in the wrong way. When he placed his hands on her shoulders from behind she looked back and smiled, still seeing no harm or danger in what she was doing, not that it mattered anymore. When she did realise it would be too late. So, what movie were you thinking of watching. I know a lot of good ones though it depends on what you have, that's if you want to watch a movie first. She rambled a little nervously. Mandy had never been in someone else's house before really, especially alone with a member of the opposite sex and she felt a little nervous about it.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed He smiled down at her naivety, she had completely missed his meaning...it's why he loved her. He used his hands on her shoulder to guide her over and inside the living room, it was well furnished for the moment...the usual stuff, a couch, with a 34 TV feet in front of it in a whole set up with speakers, and players of all sorts. I'm not really sure, what did you have in mind, my dear Mandy Watching a movie was the farthest thing from his mind, right now he was going over all the things he wanted to do to her body, and when best to catch her off guard. Maybe once the movie started, she didn't expect anything anyway. Could he even hold off that long. His hands were rubbing her shoulders as he thought, unable to resist doing something.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy shrugged a little trying to think of a good movie that Trevor would enjoy as much as she would. Where's your movie collection? I'll have a look and see what you have. She smiled before noticing that he was rubbing her shoulders. She thought it was a kind of massage though, maybe he had noticed she was nervous and was just trying to relax her. What kind of movies do you like? Action? Horror? Drama? She grinned again, waiting to see where the movies here still unaware of his true intentions. Stupid little girl.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Hm... Horror's fine. He was so far passed not caring about movies that he barely formed an answer to her question. Instead he was busy with his hands, as they continued to rub her shoulders, more vigorously. That only lasted a moment mind you, as they started to slip down her shoulders, onto her arms as Trevor guided her over to the tower of DVD cases, the horror was around somewhere...he just wanted the thing loaded in the machine already. Pick one...I don't mind which. He longed for the couch.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy didn't say anything when he mentioned horror but inside she was frowning. She hated horror movies. They scared her to bits. Browsing over the movies she finally picked up one of the Saw movies. She'd never seen it before but she just wanted to get it over with and hopefully not scream too much throughout it. She got scared so easily and horrors scared her a lot which is why she rarely watched them. She had noticed his hands rubbing her shoulders faster and his hands even moving down her arms at one point. She ignored it and just handed over the movie before moving herself over to the couch. That's the one we can watch. She smiled.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Trevor did frown, but turned away to pop the DVD in the machine before she could notice. She wasn't close enough, not for his tastes, it was only a few minutes, turning everything on and putting it in. Grabbing the remotes as the DVD started displaying the...gruesome menu page to the even more gruesome movie. Trevor was smiling again when he took his seat right next to her, only leaving space for his hand to rest between them, right next to her bare leg. Intentional of course. Here we go... The room, only lit by the TV, went dark for a moment as he selected Play. With a slow creep his fingers traced over the flesh of her leg as the adds played to lead into the movie.
Thread: A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

Re A Different Kind of Meeting GuyverGuy and ShortSighed Mandy smiled and just sat there ready to watch the movie. She noticed his hand catching her thigh that was bare, just before her skirt a few times but said nothing. She didn't want to start anything and she decided that Trevor wouldn't make a move on her because he wasn't 'that type of guy' after their talks online. She decided to focus on the movie as it started to play after all the ads had finished. As it got sick though she jumped and let out a scream. Covering her mouth she watched in horror and as it got sicker she turned her head, burying it into Trevor. Tell me when it's over. She told him.