Thread: The Grand Castle! (Jack Stalker and Sensualist)

The Grand Castle! Hugh Black laughed to himself a little, chuckling under his breath as he left his limo and entered the main welcoming hall of the castle. The ball had been underway a while of course, it was never fun to arrive early to these things anyway. The throng of guests and the hum of talk and banter was music to his ears as he swaggered into the main hall and took in the look of the place. The count had outdone himself with the debauched appearance of the decor, the masquerade ball giving the place a look as though it had been torn from some gothic horror film. Of course the idea that the meetings here were going to be anything like random was the real joke. The count had basically auctioned off most of the women to the highest bidders and Hugh had paid plenty to get his hands on Anne Harrington , plenty of others had been infuriated at his offer, but it whad been one they could not hope to match. he wanted the flesh of that socialite and he was going to have it, right here, tonight, any fucking way he wanted it. He wasn't trying to get his hands on her money, he wanted her body and he was going to make sure that by the time he had finished with her there would be little doubt in her mind that he was after flesh and fucking, not wealth and company shares. In truth he couldn't understand how Anne wasn't married by now, still that wouldn't exactly have stopped him anyway. When he saw someone he wanted... he took them. It had been too long since he had been inflamed and engaged enough to hunt down a woman he wanted, it was time to rectify that situation tonight. Anne was going to break a long drought and he did not see any respite for her in the future. Her looks were devastating and all that he currently craved, why should he delay in her defilement? Now, finally, in this remote castle, far from anyone who could interfere, he was going to have her. He was going to bend her to his whims and ensure that her quivering and fragile frame was addicted to him long before dawn crawled up over the horizon. He had already been hard going in, drifting past one of the waitresses and hosts to snatch a couple of glasses of champagne from a tray, now that he had seen her he was raging inside, blood racing and adrenalin pumping as he raped her from head to toe with his eyes. He could only imagine what she was wearing under that dress, its sleek black lines matching the look of his own dark tux. He sipped on his drink and approached her, cutting through the crowd as though he were the count of the castle himself, parting the sea of guests as he zeroed in on the only other person of import in the building. His own business had shady connections and skirted the law on occasion. A legal firm who bent and twisted laws to the advantage of its clients, laws were valued ahead of justice. Still, here in this place the laws were virtually rewritten to his desires. The rich dominated through money looks and power, and men were born to dominate... no matter how much women tried to play in their world and act as though they could match them. Powerful women in particular, he had found, really only wanted to weed out the lesser men, to force away the poor, needy and hopeful. They wanted to replace them with those who were richer, more powerful and had the arrogance and confidence necessary to take what they wanted. He was one of those men, ready to ravage on a whim. His own mask was a simple black strip, of the sort some highwayman might wear, it complimented the cape he wore about the shoulders of his tux and the crop he carried at his side. He moved up behind her, reaching around to offer her a drink while shoving up against her, letting her feel the heat of his breath on her neck, the bulk of his cock straining at his pants as it grazed her tight firm ass. You're mine. he growled simply, his free had now drawing the crop he carried to stroke it against her leg, easing the tip up from her ankle to tease against her thigh. You need to start walking now, you need to think about where you want to go in this castle.. because when you stop walking I'm going to fuck you. You're mine and I can fuck you where and when I like, but I'm going to give you this one chance to select a more appropriate setting than being fucked like a dog right here on the entry hall flagstones, bent over with your face against the staircase carpet. I'm going to give you a chance to find somewhere you can retain some shred of dignity, when I fuck your brains out. Rest assured, I take full advantage of my partners and the effort I have taken to assure myself of your company... well, I will be denied nothing. Your flesh is mine. Your sweat and your moans as well and I'm going to wrest them from you, make no mistake. he hissed, drawing back his crop to smack it against her ass as he dominated the space behind her...