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Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

She could feel the stares of those who did bother to look. The sick old men who eyed her hungrily, hoping for a morsel much younger than themselves. Those were distrurbing enough. But what was worse was the intense scrutinizing glares of the girls who knew better. She wasn't one of them, and they knew it. And it embarrassed her worse, staining her cheeks a vividly crimson red that she couldn't seem to hide. It was bad when little girls mocked you for something like this. She wanted to whither away right about then. She looked up at him, and her eyes filled with so many different things. D-daddy? She asked, disturbed by this. B-but, I'm your girlfriend, not your daughter... This is so strange... Sure he was talking to her like an adult for the moment, but still... And then he started explaining. What do you mean, chip on my shoulder. Put yourself in my shoes. You would, too... She said. Her eyes dropped to the ground again when he said that she owed him this much for all the things he had given up in all these years. How could she deny that?
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

The door of the elevator opened and deposited them on the floor her car was on...I would..? What? He asked impatient and then, letting go of her hand he shoved his hand under her shoulder, dug in his fingers and almost lifted her off the ground and began to walk towards her car. She had to struggle to keep up without falling. Well I guess then since 'I would too', since it's so understandable he said, stoking the flames of anger he barely felt into a full-fledged inferno and letting it saturate his voice -all to keep her as off-balance emotionally as she was physically. ...maybe you want to go out on your own. You're a big girl, aren't you ? They had walked to her car and he shoved her towards it, the sound of her body slamming into the side of the car echoed through the parking garage. He was enjoying this, he had never been any sort of bully, had never picked on anyone before -but the sight of her shrinking in front of him, confused, on the verge of tears, gave him an enormous hard-on. He had stripped her of her confidence, of her womanhood in just a few minutes. He had no clear plan of what he would do from here -but he would play it by ear. He reached for her purse and fished out her car keys and then let the purse drop to the ground. He reached for her shoulder again and pulled her around to the passenger side of the car and then opened the door. She had never let him drive, or even joke about it -her car was her link, her symbol of adulthood and he looked at her cooly, with a hard and deliberate look. Sit down he said.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

She couldn't beleive it. Tom had never been so cruel to her. She had never been so roughly handled by him. The anger in his voice made her tremble with fear. T-tom... Why are you acting like this? She asked, in a scared tone as he pulled her along. His grip on her was almost painful. And when he slammed her into the side of her car, it really was painful. She let out a squeal as she slid to the ground. She was so scared. Never had she felt so truly small and unable to stand her own. She felt weak, unable to stand up to him, and vulnerable. God, she hated the feeling. She tried to pull herself up, hoping that his anger would cool down. Next thing she knew, he had her purse. Tom, what are you- Stop! Gimme my keys, you know you can't drive my car! She demanded, pulling herself up. She pulled herself standing, only to be shoved back into the passenger seat. You are not driving my car! She declared, upset. That was a no-no, and he knew it. But then he told her to sit down, and the way in which he said it ran chills through her. She did.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

Tom walked with quick, deliberate steps to the driver's side, stopping to pick up the discarded purse before opening the door. He stood for a brief second and looked down at her, so small slumped into the seat -looking like a tearful little girl lost. This is yours he said flatly and roughly threw the purse at her lap, which bounced off her lap, hit the car door and then rolled back onto her lap again. He climbed inside the car and leaned back against the driver's seat. He closed the door and then reached down to adjust the seat, sliding it back as she had it too close to the steering wheel. He took the keys out and thumbed through them, and then put one in the ignition before moving his hand onto hers, letting it rest gently. Don't be scared honey he said softly, and looked over into her eyes, the sexual arousal he'd been feeling crossing over his face. Daddy's not going to hurt you, all Daddy wants is for his baby... he lifted her hand up and then set it lightly onto his lap, and pressed the palm flat against the lap of his jeans, and the hard-on underneath ...to say she loves her daddy and give him a handjob. He shuddered with arousal, he doubted that she expected this form of degradation -he knew he certainly didn't. It had been unplanned, but as soon as he had seen the look of fear on her face when he'd climbed in he'd known what he wanted her to do...
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

All those tears she had fought so hard to keep back were now flowing. She had tried to stay strong, but the one person she trusted had totally turned on her. She whimpered as he threw her purse at her. When it rolled back onto her lap after hitting the door, she just let it sit there. She was too dazed and confused to do much about it now. She wanted Tom to be like he was again. She was scared of this Tom. Really scared. She kept her eyes down as he got into the car, afraid to look and afraid to see what might show in his eyes. Hatred? Or even worse, amusement? She couldn't stand to see that. She winced as he moved the seat. For some reason, that bothered her. This was her car. Was was she standing by like a child, and letting him take what was hers? She sighed as he started the car, the jumped when he moved his hand onto hers. His tenderly spoken words caused her to look up. She looked into those eyes, and what she saw shocked her. She had seen something similar to that look with him before... But not like it was now. He was getting off on this. On destroying her selfworth. It made her feel sick. He started to talk, still referring to himself as 'daddy'. She was about to say something when she felt him lift her hand and place it onto his lap. She could feel his arousal. She listened, pale faced, and wide-eyed to his request. T-tom... Please dont make me do that... Please? She begged. This was so humiliating. She wanted to disappear right. Please Tom... This is sick... She felt so wrong, so dirty, so messed up, because all she was was a little doll in his fantasy game. She wanted to pull away from him. But she knew she would lose too much of herself if she lost him.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

Tom reached down and unzipped his pants, looking directly into Karri's face which was wrinkled in pain and disgust. There, there he said softly, with mock reassurance as he pulled out his cock. I think you want Daddy to stick around, don't you Karri-baby? he said menacingly as he wrapped her cool fingers around his thick shaft. He looked down at her hand -so small and child-like against his thick cock. So go on...do what you know Daddy likes, Karri... He was scarcely older than her, but in her body language, her facial expression she seemed so frial, so child-like in her helplessness he couldn't help but to be aroused. Go ahead, stroke it gently...gently he said, guiding her hand up and down his shaft. Arousal shot through his entire body, not so much at her dress, or even forcing her to call him Daddy -but just from her debasement alone.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

The tears streamed down her face as he guided her hands along. Each moment made things all the more wrong, but she was never given a choice. She finally gave up trying to get out of this. She numbed her mind to the chaos and confusion of his total betrayal, and albeit somewhat mechanically, she did as he told her, stroking him off. She bit her lip, trying to make this all disappear in her mind. It was only parially working. T-tom... Why are you doing this? She asked, weakly. She had to know. Why? If you love me, why do you want to break me like this? She asked, unable to look at him, or what she was doing. So help her, she would never use the term 'daddy', no matter what he did to her.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

Tom laid back against the seat and sighed sensually, bit his lip and lost himself in the erotic feelings her hand - and her distress voice- sent coursing through his body. He sighed and pulled his head away from the seat, his cock throbbed in her hand as she continued to stroke him, even if it was mechanically. That's a good question... he said softly, contemplatively as he looked her up and down. I can do better his eyes moved over her thin, smooth legs, her thin lithe body and then her childish face contorted with heartbreak and hesitancy, and watched as those four words hit their mark. ...and if I didn't love you, it would be whats her name here right now. And she would be riding me instead of giving me a half-assed handjob because she's too small to take me properly. His eyes flashed as he said those last words -he let her know that she hadn't fooled him, he had always known that the sex had hurt her. What she didn't know was that before this it had made him feel bad, but the last few times they'd had sex he'd noticed how pleasant it felt, how nice it felt for him -even if it hurt her. And he had began to associate her pain with his pleasure in his mind. I love you he said and then leaned his head back and closed his eyes ...and I really ask for so little. If giving me a handjob is so distressing for you then ...I don't know. he said listlessly.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

She continued his work. It mystified her how he could be so pleased when he was destroying her self-esteem like he was. The Tom she had fallen in love with wasn't like that. That man didn't want to see her crying because of his actions. This Tom was different. He scared her. She wondered if she even really knew this Tom. She listened as he began to answer her question. He could do better. Her eyes widened, and more obstinent tears flowed to the rims, wanting to fall like the rain. She kept her gaze away from him, trying to hide how that hurt to hear. And then she listened, in quiet disbelief as he blew the only secret she had ever thought she had managed to keep. I-I... I can take you properly... She bluffed quietly. But her voice betrayed her. It hurt everytime they did it, but she would grit teeth and bare so long as he thought she was just as adult as he was. Karri bit her lip as he said he loved her. Why didn't it feel like he did? And even still, why did she want to beleive him? She closed her eyes, willing the tears back. So little? She asked. But those were the only words she could find. She was failing him, the way he made it seem, and she hated herself for that. I... I can do better... She said softly, putting some more effort into the handjob, all the while disregard her mortally wounded pride.
Thread: It started at the mall [DOM + TheyDontKnowIBurn]

Languidly Tom reached a hand over and turned her face to his and gasped at the perversely erotic sight of her face, her eyes wet with held-back tears and then moaned as she started putting more skill into the handjob. He gasped and then swallowed Tell me..look me in the eye and tell me it doesn't hurt when I'm banging the shit out of you he said raggedly, his body responding to her strokes. If you really loved me, you'd already do better. he said and then looked angrily into her eyes all I wanted was a little play for my birthday -but I had to fight you just to get you to give me a half-assed handjob. He shuddered, his cock grew thick as the climax began to rise in him. He shifted in his seat, turning his hips towards her. He reached his hand from her shoulder, where it had fallen, to the back of her head and pressed his lips against hers forcefully and then moaned into her mouth as he climaxed. His body shuddered as wads of cum sprayed onto her legs, her dress and poured onto her fingers.
Thread: His Creation

Name Nanoke Kazekuro Age 17 Appearance About 5'5, reasonably curvy, and pale-skinned. Her eyes are bright, blood red, and her eyes are always lined with black. She has long, straight black hair that she wears back in a ponytail. She wears a short, sleevless black kimono with sakura petals embroidered on it, and a crimson obi. She wears black knee high nin sandles. Her left arm is wrapped in bandages, and she wears fingerless gloves. Day after day, fight after fight, and win after win. Each time, she berated herself for what could have been done better. It was a constant strive to become more powerful. She was talented, but talent was nothing without the drive to improve. And that drive was the very thing that drove her existance. Nanoke waited eagerly for the next opponent. Always waiting for a new fight. Hopefully a challenge. Someone to keep her on her toes. She wanted to feel the rush of a battle well fought. With a sigh, she leaned against a tree, watching for anyone that might step forward.
Thread: His Creation

A new source of chakra. Well. Not new. Vaguely familiar, but one she hadn't sensed in a while. It was distinct. Different. It was Rail. She smirked. Perhaps things would get interesting, after all. If it was him, as she thought, then no doubt she'd get a good fight. What else could she expect from the jinchuuriki? Unliked, perhaps, but none the less, he'd make a fine opponent. She grinned. All be waiting... She said under her breath, eager for a fight.
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She grinned. Sure enough, he had shown up. Nanoke, dork... And yeah, I know someone to spar with. You're looking at her. She said. I need a challenge, and you may be the only challenger left in this village... She said. It gets old kicking all the boy's asses again and again.
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She rolled her eyes. Lame. I'm not just a woman. I'm a ninja... I think you're just afraid of getting your ass handed to you by a girl. She teased. How sad. That's gotta be a blow to the pride. She added. She wasn't going to let this go. She had a habit of hitting sore spots, to get what she wanted.
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She smirked and dropped into a stance of her own. It sort of resembled the stance of juuken, but it was a little different. Ready whenever. She said as she jumped back, then charged forward. Her movements were strange. Sometimes smooth and fluid, and othertimes, jerky and unreadable.
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Tauros? Oh, hell no! She growled, not liking to be mocked. She whipped around, basically on her toes, and charged at him again. He would eat those words, damnit. She would make hime regret the crappy joke.
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Everything that happened in that instance was a strike against her pride. A wound to her ego. Something she wouldn't let fly so easily. Once he jumped back, she snarled and pulled herself up. YOU WILL PAY! She declared as she launched a highspeed attack, hurling all sorts or projectiles. She was so pissed.
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Her joy turned into frustration as his trick came to light. Shit. Now she had no clue where he was. She dropped into a defensive stance, focusing all of her faculties into locating him. She would not leave herself open.
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She turned, feeling him behind her. Her look was a murderous one. You piss me off... She snarled as she prepared her own attack. She would be damned if he would get the last word in over her.
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Perhaps not lose. Most likely get damn close to losing. Because that would intrigue Kyuubi that a human girl could give his jinchuuriki so much trouble When her obi was cut, Nanoke made a mad grab, holding her robe shut. Pervert! She yelled as she pulled out a need to pin the robe shut. It was make-shift at best, but it worked. I liked that obi! She growled as she charged, trying to plant an explosive tag on him.
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She began to pound punches, jabs, and kicks at him, all chakra infused. I'm sure, you pervert! She yelled as she continued to slam ugly chakra attacks at him. If one didn't know any better, they could say she was angry.
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Well, now her kimono was half falling off of her. She clutched it to her, trying to cover herself. Damnit, quit undressing me! She yelled as she charged. She was in pain, and pissed, but she still had one good attack in her. She lashed out at him with the one hand that wasn't trying to protect her modesty.
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She looked satisfied as he went down from her attack. But then Kyuubi took over. She cursed her luck. She had no energy left to defend, or even dodge for that matter. So she stood her grounds, waiting for what she knew was coming.
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She put on a labored smirk to hide the humiliation. Y-yeah.... You're point? He was too... easy... I wanted a challenge... She said. She was not going to let her fiery spirit be put down. Y-your just... Just a pervert... She said. She was in a lot of pain. But she was still conscious.
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She winced as he tightened his grip, just slightly slicing the skin. Feh, how is it benificial to me, fox? She asked. They'll stone me here in this village if I have his child... She added. She was in no big hurry to have a kid, or become a village exile. I like being able to walk down a street without people attacking me...
Thread: His Creation

She bit her lip. N-no I'm not... She said quietly, knowing she was lying to both him and herself. Not an outcast... She added. Her arms burned from his claws. Admittedly, he spoke the truth, but she wouldn't admit that.
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She bit her lip, and thought for a moment. Prove to me... that I can trust you... She demanded. Who's to say... You won't leave me to the villagers after I outlive my usefulness? She asked. Her eyes flickered with a certain distrust of all beings.
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She was surprised, kind of, but not really. It would figure that Kyuubi was hung like that. Fine... But I swear, if I end up screwed, and not in the way you're after, then I will have your head on a platter... She warned, her fiery attitude returning. She had no intentions of being too subserviant.
Thread: His Creation

She took a breath. Right then... Can't believe I'm saying this but... I'll carry your child. She said with a nod. She would trust him, but if he gave her any reason not to, hell would be pleasant when compared to her wrath. She looked down, amused that he was so arroused. So, we're doing this here?
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She nodded. Yeah... It's not much, but it's my place. She said. She was without family, so her humble abode was just that. Humble. Not so sure doing it out in the open would be such a smart idea. She pointed out.
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Well, he was rather to the point. Right. Honor. You'd better hope so. She warned. She bit her lip as he roughly pushed into her. He was none too gentle, and she hadn't exactly done this before. But she made no guesture to betray the pain. She was no stranger to pain, so she was able to deal with it well. She felt so filled by him as he pushed inside of her.
Thread: His Creation

Though painful, something about the power display in this instance was exhilerating. She was actually enjoying this. The rush that came with being joined by such a powerful being. She let out little moans, as slowly she started to adjust. The pain was still there, but it wasn't bad, and really, she was slowly getting more and more turned on.
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It was a heady mixture of pleasure and pain as he pounded into her. Sometimes he hit the right spot, and made her almost scream in pleasure, and other times, the wrong spot, making her whimper for pain. But overall, she had never felt so much desire and lust. She wanted this to keep going. It was so different from anything she had experienced. She let out a loud call as he began to squeeze her breast so hard. Now that hurt little more.
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She whimpered a little as his claws dug in. She knew she would feel all of this in the morning. All the cuts and bruises from the fight, and all the effects of their wild mating. Needless to say, she would probably need downtime after all of this.
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In the course of that time, she had hit climax more times than she cared to count. Finally, she was getting exhausted. Everything from the day had caught up with her. She tried to fight off sleep, so he wouldn't think her weak. She wasn't weak. Just human. She was heir to all the ailments and short-comings that a human was, and limited stamina was one of them. It was obvious she was battling fatigue by this point.
Thread: What a girl should be [ohstefyelectric+DOM]

Dan Jansin wasn't a student at the college, having gotten his four-year degree the year before, but living in a college neighborhood had it's advantages -specifically the variety of wild parties available. Having lived in the neighborhood for eight years, going to high school here, he was friends or at least acquaintances with most of the people here. The party was pretty wild so far, the music was blasting and people had mostly paired up or were playing stoned and drunken games or in some cases both. For his part, Dan just moved through the crowd nursing his beer and kept an eye out for any bitches drunk enough to relieve himself with. A girl caught his attention, she must have come with friends or something because she wasn't dressed quite right, she wasn't skanked out, and she wasn't just in jeans and a tee shirt either -it was like she had come on a date? Dan didn't think much of it but he noticed the large guy who had her pinned in a corner, and was drunkenly pawing at her. Dan was pretty tall, and working out since he was ten had given him a pretty good build -but this guy had to be someone brought in to play on the team he hadn't met yet. The girl was a wisp compared to Dan's 6'1 height, but this guy was probably at least 6'4. Dan usually refrained from playing White Knight -but it seemed his temper usually got him in some sort of fight at each of these parties -and taking on someone other than a scrawny nerd might be a refreshing change. He stormed up and pushed his way between the guy and the young girl, who looked like she was a freshman? or could be? He stared up at the guy and, setting both hands on the guy's chest, pushed him back. Go bother someone else -she's not interested he snarled, looking squarely up at the guy's eyes. Dan was sure the guy was pretty strong -but like most he was slow from never having to fight. So by the time the guy had drawn his fist back Dan had delivered a strong punch directly into the man's sternum, causing him to fall back. Come on -bring it! Dan snarled. Instead the man made a dismissive gesture and shrugged Naw, not now -you just watch out though he said and slunked off. Dan turned to the woman and smiled, giving a half-bow you're welcome he said, giving her a warm, charming smile. He looked around and saw she had no drink Let's get you a drink...I'd like another one he said, and set his hand firmly on her shoulder and with a gentle, but insistant look led her back to the keg. It probably wouldn't take too many beers to make her feel obligated to thank him for what he did....