Thread: Spoils of Blood (Vixen_mistress and Google)

RE Spoils of Blood His eyes following her every movement was worrying her, wondering if he had control of himself as he watched her in a way she would never truly understand since she was his prey. However she had no idea of his plans for her, or that he could impregnate her should he choose to. So she simply stood there, her hand resting against her chest until it was taken and she was brought to stand on her toes by him with a small soft whimper that left her lips. Looking up at him she listened to his words and nodded quickly in response, letting him know she understood and would try not to disobey, but her kind were not use to being nude often. When his fingers began touching her lower region she flinched, tensing a little and her body shook so badly it could be felt in her wrists that he was holding. When he touched her slit she remained tense, but let herself calm just enough to really let her body feel what he was doing, the sensation very new to her and drew a small gasp from her lips. As her master touched the rest of her she found it less pleasant than his other touches and let out small helpless sounds when touched in a way she did not like, or if hurt, such as the pinching, or slapping which had her struggling a little against his grip, although she knew it was pointless, but she could not help her natural reaction to such touches. She felt horrible, humiliated, and then it just got worse when he forced his fingers into her mouth, a whimper of discomfort and displeasure at it until finally he removed them and she quickly closed it. Ariya would have called him a liar when he commented on needing more exercise, because she knew she did not, but after being handled so crudely she did not want his to harm her for saying such a thing, but she did not react to the comment either, knowing what he meant by all of it, but just let it go, ignoring the insinuation. But when the offer to keep her virginity intact came from him she thought about it, wondering if it was a lie as well, just to get her to obey just to take her once she was finished anyways. Once she came to that thought process she figured he might do such a thing, since elves were taught that vampires would make such an offer and yet make it impossible to please them. Finally she shook her head slowly, looking up at him with her beautiful eyes and spoke softly as well as carefully so she would hopefully avoid getting into trouble. Thank you for the chance to avoid the inevitable, but I fear I will not do well enough with how much you frighten me, Master. She explained, trying to be respectful. She did however have something else in mind that she was going to suggest, May I make a request? To undress you myself, closer to the bed, and have you take me tonight instead Master? She asked softly, her voice soft, sweet, and so innocent, but there was a curiousness in her look up at him, her eyes showing she still feared him, but she hoped he might find it a bold action on her part to want to be taken tonight, an even have her be the one to possibly give herself to him, instead of raping her, but she knew it was not her choice, so now she asked him for such a thing to be allowed. Her hands slowly and carefully moved to touch his own that had a grip on her wrist, her soft and very warm flesh touching his. Please Master? She asked in a soft purr, so terrified of him, yet she had told herself that compared to the others he was a little different and hoped he might allow her to do this. Her hand moved from his hand, down his arm and to his shirt, touching it then down to his stomach, flesh touching flesh, I will try to please you down there if that is what you desire more Master. She added, letting him know she knew he owned her and was trying her best to not overstep her bounds, but there was something in her she did not recognize in herself that he might have, and that was a submissive streak, and a willingness and wanting to please her mate, and although he was not, she knew he was not going to allow her to mate with another male anytime soon, so in her mind she considered him to be the closest thing to one she could ever have and had to get use to it. In her society marriage was arranged and if the girl did not approve she would just have to accept her fate and make the best of it, and Aryia saw this as no different, except he was no suitor or husband but something much more terrifying in her mind.