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Thread: Sister Witch and Witch Hunter Brother (suicidal butterfly)

so since its the weekend I won't reply as much as I normally would. And would you want me to be younger or older? Ivy looked at her watch and smiled. She was right on time. The young woman walked though the door of the restaurant and her bright emerald green eyes scanned the area for her brother. She had her long dark auburn hair down, slight waves cascading down to the middle of her back. She dressed casual today and wore only a skin tight black tank top, making her full C cups stand out more. a pair of dark blue short shorts that made her ass look amazing and a pair of dark blue wedges. Making her 5 foot 7. Not what most people didn't know was that she was a witch. Not a full witch yet, she was still apprenticing under her mothers old teacher. But as madame loch had said once, she had great potential. Aside from her fooling around occasionally. Making some young men do her bidding from time to time. Madame just let it go, knowing that young witches liked to experiment as she put it. But within a few weeks time the young witch would be welcomed into her mothers coven, as one had their fate met with a hunter. She was excited and meeting her brother made her time all the better. She spotted him in no time. He didn't look much different, just older, more mature and definitely more handsome. She walked over to his table and flashed him a smile. been a long time now hasn't it? She pulled out a chair and sat down crossing her legs under the table. She didn't bring a purse, she figured her brother would pick her tab up. The waiter came a took her order, she just asked for water with a lemon wedge and looked across the table.
Thread: Sister Witch and Witch Hunter Brother (suicidal butterfly)

Perfectly fine, though during the week I might have some trouble posting due to work. And I was thinking around the same age, maybe half a year or so of a difference. been a long time now hasn't it? Tom nodded, smiling as he scratched the back of his head through his dark brown hair, cut at a medium length. She certainly had grown up over the years, though she was, as always, unrecognizable. Mainly because of her height. He'd always been taller, standing at 5 foot 11 and a half inches. Though, to him, something seemed off, but very familiar. He couldn't place it. Yeah, it certainly has. He asked her as she ordered her drink. He asked for a refill of his soda, having drank it all. So how've you been Ivy? And how's mom, haven't heard from her in a while. His phone vibrated quietly in his pocket, but he ignored it. If it was business, then they'd leave a message. If it was the Order, then they'd call over and over again. They were annoying like that.
Thread: Sister Witch and Witch Hunter Brother (suicidal butterfly)

She smiled. Oh same old, same old. I've been good, just finished apprenticing under moms teacher, you know the one that taught her all about herbs, poisons, and natural remedies. She actually said that I have great potential. Ivy said with a giggle. She thought back to mother, today was a grim day to her. A good friend had passed and she was a bit shooken up about it. She was heading out to her funeral and told Ivy to be watchful. and mom, well she still the same too just a few grey hairs and wrinkles. She would have loved to come by and see you, but other things had taken her time up. she said with an apologetic face. She smiled at the waiter that brought her water, thanking him then turning back to her brother. but enough about me, how have you been these last few years? What are you doing? How's father?
Thread: Sister Witch and Witch Hunter Brother (suicidal butterfly)

Oh same old, same old. I've been good, just finished apprenticing under moms teacher, you know the one that taught her all about herbs, poisons, and natural remedies. She actually said that I have great potential. Tom chuckled. He remembered that woman. She always struck him as odd. Does she? Well, you always were good at that stuff. and mom, well she still the same too just a few grey hairs and wrinkles. She would have loved to come by and see you, but other things had taken her time up. Tom thanked the waiter for his drink and turned back to his sister. Well, I would've loved to meet up with her after all these years, it's been too long. But I know how it is to have a busy schedule. Tom chuckled before sipping at his pop. His phone vibrated again, but he ignored it. Third time, that was when he'd answer. but enough about me, how have you been these last few years? What are you doing? How's father? Tom nodded, putting his drink down. I've been good, got a job as an archivist at a tech security company, so I've been kept busy. Tom took a drink of his pop before turning onto the topic that he didn't often care to discuss. As for Pop... Well, he, ah... He died a few years back, actually. He said, sighing. Cardiac arrest, He said before his sister could ask. Of course, that wasn't true. He met a witch that was too much for him and he got incinerated. Sorry you had to hear it now, of all places, but I didn't really know how to get in touch with you or mom. His phone vibrated again, and he took it out of his pocket, wearing an expression of annoyance. He checked the screen, and saw a text from the Order. 'V Nest 48th Broadway, get here soon - UM . Aw crap, Tom sighed, putting his phone away. He looked up at Ivy, an apologetic expression on his face. Sorry, work called me. I'll pay for what we had, but I'm going to have to ask for a raincheck. He hated handling Vampire Nests. But the Order had to to clear it up. They weren't vampire hunters by any means, but they were a witches worst enemy, other than the hunters themselves. Enough for Witches to exterminate Vampire Nests where they could. But where there were witches, there were hunters. But he just hated Vampires in general. Every time he had to take care of one, they always exploded and he got covered in soot, and it was such a pain to get out.
Thread: Sister Witch and Witch Hunter Brother (suicidal butterfly)

She looked as he picked up his phone. She didn't know why but she had a strange feeling that he was going to go. When he said he did she just smiled and nodded. I'll hold you to that, text me when your done and maybe we can go out to the bar or have some fun. She watched as he left and looked down at her water. Knowing that no one was watching her she circled her finger around the rim and changed it into a rum and coke. She sipped it and leaned back into her chair. so dads dead huh. Sad day to finally hear that. Didn't even get to say good bye. she said with a chuckle. Through the grape vine she had already knew dad had passed, but she didn't know and still didn't know that he was a hunter. She had just thought that he was a pedestrian caught in the cross fire. Ivy reached into her pocket and dialed her mother. When she answered she told her the news, her mother laughed on the other end. Her mothers hatred for him had some how channeled into ivy, and she now didn't know why but started to hate him with her when she was young. Meet me at the coven, I have some news to tell you and it's been too long. You've been training for this day and it's finally come. her mother said then the dial tone sounded. Ivy didn't know what she meant but she downed her drink and left.
Thread: Education --Relix and I--

Tila smiled as she finished sorting the last of her English professors paperwork into neat piles on his desk. She liked having everything nice and organised, even if the professor himself didn't care. He'd given her a lot of special attention, so she put in a little effort to make his job easier. Still, there wasn't much left to do, and most of the teachers had gone home already, so she would have to pack up soon. She hated going home, school was just more comfortable, so she was always looking for extra things to do to help out. Tila removed her glasses with a sigh and rubbed her nose. She was a pretty thing, petite but athletic. Her B-cups may be small, but they suited her build very well. She had dark chocolate skin and long legs, but perhaps her most interesting feature was her naturally white hair. It was cut short, spiked up and out in odd directions. She'd done that on purpose to mimic some of her favorite anime hairstyles, and she was pretty proud of the result. Guess I'll stop by the bulletin on the way out. Tila talked to herself a lot. She didn't have many friends besides people she tutored, so introspective conversation had become second nature. After packing her things and heading out she made her way to the student board. Only a brief glance showed something interesting. An odd, rough note stuck to the board. She removed it with interest. Three seniors...need Anatomy tutor...preferably female? That seemed odd. There weren't any classes based on anatomy. Though she suspected they might be talking about Biology, and maybe a test specifically on Anatomy. Though why seniors hadn't long since passed such a test was beyond her, also the request for a female seemed weird. Oh well, it gave her an excuse to stay at school. And hell, maybe they were sorority girls or something. Tila imagined herself getting invited to one of their parties. She wasn't very social, but she was a bit of an in-the-closet nympho. Of course...she'd never actually had sex, but she masturbated like she was getting paid for every orgasm. Loosing her virginity to some studly football player was one of her many, MANY fantasies. It only took her a few minutes to find the room on the note. Then clearing her throat she knocked on the door and pushed it open slightly. Hello? Someone needed a tutor?
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Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

The carnival master did not sleep like the other Canies did. He had his own RV. It was a very nice looking thing too. He had saved every penny of his lowly Carny existence when he was working at the carnival. But now, he was their king. He bought the RV. He had been awake all last night partying with some of the side show and magicians. His face was buried in the pillow as he was trying to sleep off his hang over. It was traveling day, everyone knew their job well enough to pack up and he even had one of the men say he would drive him. He curled under the thick blanket and continued to snore away. He grunted as he rolled onto his back when he had heard the knock. Damn that Jake, did he forget the key again. Lousy bum. Opening his eyes, he stood up and groaned. Grabbing his sunglasses to block out the harsh glare of the morning sun, he covered his eyes. Grabbing a robe, he walked to the door. If the girl did not step back, she would have been knocked square on his ass. Everyone knew at the carnival that he was the ringleader. They had a small tent and he was a master tamer of animals, announcer of acrobats and clowns, and a bit of a magician himself. He had long black wavy hair that was just now becoming peppered. Stubble stood out on his chiseled chin. Sure he was 50, but he was very handsome and still well fit. He rested a strong hand against the side door and looked down at the girl. He was wearing Raybans, so she could not see the intent stare of his blue eyes. What the hell do you want!? No refunds. He moved to close the door. He moved into his kitchen to make himself a screwdriver and just lay in bed with his magazines. He wasn't sure if he heard it click or not. But frankly, he didn't care. He was sure it was only a few more hours until they all packed up and left. He sat at the kitchen table and drank his beverage slamming it all down with two Tylenol to break the hang over.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

The cowgirl stood there with her mouth gaped open, feeling somewhat confused and a whole lot pissed! The door of the RV would have cuffed her square on the chin had she not jumped back just as it flew open. Before she could get one word in, the older gentleman scoffed at her, saying something about no refunds! No refunds ? she mouthed back in an irritated voice just as he turned and walked back into his trailer. She pushed the brim of her cowboy hat back up off her forehead and sighed heavily. What he lacks in manners he certainly makes up for in good looks , she thought to herself. He was quite attractive for an older man. Angel was never interested in boys her own age. She was drawn to older, more distinguished men who knew what they wanted in life. The dark shades he wore gave him a definite cool look, but she wondered what it was he was trying to hide behind the expensive lenses. She leaned in closer to peer through the door crack just as he took a healthy swig of his drink. Angel wasn't one to be rudely dismissed and she was determined to get the last word in regardless of whether or not the man wanted to play nice. She stepped on up and hoisted herself into the doorway of the trailer, standing there looking at him with her jaw set in a stubborn fashion that was typical for the cowgirl. I'm not here looking for a refund, Mister! I'm looking for a job !
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

He saw her watching him. He himself was starting to get pissed. These back water hicks were always a problem. He was about to call the security before she came in and opened the door. So, she wasn't looking for a refund, she was looking for a job. The man let his eyes go up and down her body and raised an eyebrow as he finished his drink. She was a cute little cowgirl. His money was on the fact that she was probably a run away. He didn't do well with runaways, in fact, he always sent them on their way back home. He knew how to flex his muscle and become very intimidating. Having had enough of this spunky cowgirl, he stood up cooly and calmly before he raised his phone and pointed it to her. You have exactly ten seconds to get out of my RV and off these grounds before security. He said and opened the cellphone. He was about to dial the phone number and would dial it if she didn't stop him.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

He was bluffing. Or at least, she hoped he was. She dropped her backpack on the floor and folded her arms across her chest, spreading her feet in a wide stance that made it pretty clear she wasn't about to leave anytime soon. Go ahead! Call whoever you want! I'm not leaving. I actually thought you'd be 'man enough' to handle this teeny redneck cowgirl, but I guess not, huh? Are you just a chickenshit who lets his cronies fight all his battles for him? Pfff !! She regretted her words the instant they flew out of her mouth! What the hell, Angel? Piss him off more and see if that don't get you a job working for him ! She could feel her body trembling as she stood there, her fists clenched tightly against her ribs trying to keep him from seeing just how badly she was shaking. Hot tears stung at the back of her eyes and she blinked, keeping them at bay. Angel was mad, but now she was also scared. She wasn't sure what this guy might do. If he did call security, the local cops would probably get involved and they would know she was a runaway.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

He stopped and looked at her. No one had ever really called him out. Her stance, her cowboy hat, something about her called to him. The wheels in his devious mind began to work. Shutting his phone, he turned to her and raised an eyebrow. Crossing his arms and shrugged. You want a job, do ya? Well then, what do you think you can do for the Carnival that is not being done already? His blue eyes glinted with devious intent as he looked her up and down. She was afraid of him. But her instincts were dead on. She should be afraid of him. The only women he respected were ones that clawed their way to the top and weren't ones for his crap. But this girl, this little back water inbred pussy, well, he would delight in breaking her down and making her his pet.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

With a quick sigh of relief, Angel calmed a bit as she realized he wasn't going to call the police on her, or at least, not right away. She nervously licked her dry lips and decided she would attempt to secure a job with the carnival boss using a different tactic sweetness and charm. Giving him her best smile, she leaned forward and extended one hand as a symbol of a truce between them and went on to introduce herself. My name's Angel. Angel Swaggerty . The guy never moved a muscle, just stood there with his arms crossed, staring quietly back at her. It was an awkward few moments to say the least, and Angel slowly dropped her hand back to her side before slipping both of her hands into her back pockets. She wished she could see his eyes and get a better read on what he was thinking. Those damn sunglasses were making it hard for her to know what to say next. She shrugged her shoulders in defeat and then cleared her throat before speaking. If you'd let me stay, I'd...I'd do whatever you want, Mr. Bossman . She lowered her eyes and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. Begging wasn't one of Angel's strong suits, but she was running out of options with the man. She chewed at her bottom lip while nervously trying to figure out what more to say. With another long pause between them, Angel's nerves finally got the best of her. She reached down rather abruptly and scooped up her back pack and turned for the door. Just forget it. I'm sorry I bothered you .
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

He looked at her hand and then to her. He raised an eyebrow. He wouldn't shake her hand. Not yet at least. He put a hand on his hip and listened to her spiel. Well, she said everything that he liked to hear. With a grin, he moved behind her and pushed her inside and closed and locked the door and then looked at her. Anything? You would do anything? He grinned. Well, when you say anything, what do you mean exactly. He handed her his glass. Make me a screw driver. And take it to that door. He motioned to his door and looked at her. Then, when you get inside, refer to who you see as master from now on. He smiled and then turned and went through the door. The shades were drawn. Pulling his sunglasses off, he rested them to the side. He pulled his hands behind hsi head. Maybe it would be nice to have a little cowgirl doing anything he told her to.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

The leer smeared across his face as he pushed Angel back inside the RV had not gone unnoticed, nor the way he repeated the word anything back to her. It set the wheels to spinning in Angel's head. Was she going to regret saying that? As he closed the door and locked it behind him, a small chill went cascading down her spine. Not really a bad chill, necessarily, but a chill. Before she could answer the question, he told her to make him a drink and take it through the door leading to the back of his trailer. Then, when you get inside, refer to who you see as master from now on . She watched as he turned and disappeared into the next room, his words leaving her feeling vulnerable and her knees feeling like jello. Master? He wants to be called Master ? Angel wasn't sure what she would find waiting for her when she joined him in the back room. Were they going to have sex? She could do that. The B-Man was more than doable. Hell, she even found him quite sexy. And Angel was certainly no innocent. She had been with a few guys back home, but they weren't near as interesting or as cute as the B-Man... Master . Grinning to herself, she finished pouring the orange juice and vodka, glancing over her shoulder a few times, back to the doorway where the carnival boss waited. She picked up the bottle of Grey Goose and took a healthy swig for herself, hoping it would help to steady her nerves a little. With trembling fingers, she carried his drink back to where he waited and for the first time since their meeting, she could finally see the mysterious eyes that were hidden behind the shades. His intense blue eyes locked fast on her own. Handing him the glass, her voice sounding a little shaky, I hope it's the way you like it....Master.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

He smiled as he darkened the room a bit. He sighed when she finally came in. Good girl. He chuckled and nodded his chin to the door. Close and lock the door. He canted his head as she offered the drink. It looked like a screwdriver. He smiled and took it. He watched her walk in. He crossed his ankles and then took a drink and shrugged. It is ok, now I want you to undress. But do it slow and turn me on. He smiled his voice full of warning. He laid back and watched her. Every once and while he would take a sip of his drink. But when she was fully naked, he set it to the side. Already he was sporting a semi. He was impressed that she got him up so quickly. With a wicked grin, he smiled and looked at her. Now, come here and show me how you please your master, cowgirl. He whispered and looked at her.
Thread: The Cowgirl and the Carny (Camille and Loneiysong)

Angel was thankful that the room was fairly dark. As she removed each item of clothing, one by one, she worried that the boss man was going to notice the marks and bruises along her backside where her father had beat her several days ago. She was mindful not to turn her back to him, but kept him entertained with her sexy front parts. Never had she stripped in front of man at his request. Surprisingly, it was turning her on more than she thought it probably ought to. It made her feel... naughty . She felt the tightening in her lower abdomen and her panties were getting damp with the anticipation of fucking the older guy. Angel was a petite girl, but she had some very sexy curves for a small gal. Her 32 D breasts swayed heavily as she bent over to peel her panties down her two shapely legs. Only a small amount of blonde hair covered her mons and pussy. Her clit was tucked up nicely under her hood and did not protrude from her lower lips. She had a tiny waist and curvy hips, giving her the perfect hourglass figure. Come here and show me how you please your master, cowgirl . Shyly, she sat down on the edge of the bed and reached a hand out to rub his cock. He was still wearing the robe and his manhood was already half-erect. She gave him a few strokes and felt him grow harder and longer beneath her touch. She pushed open the robe and saw the full size of him twitching there in front of her. It was enormous, one of the biggest she had ever seen. Tucking her bottom lip beneath her upper teeth, she grinned shyly, giving a small laugh. She felt the blood rush to her cheeks, staining them a bright cherry red as she wrapped her soft fingers around him and began to move back and forth in a slow, rhythmic motion. Am I pleasing you, Boss...umm, I mean Master ?