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Thread: The Silent Treatment (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Black_Ribboned_Rose)

She had seen him toss her clothes into the hamper and had a sinking suspicion she wouldn't be seeing them again. Although she longed to allow the heat of the water to relax her and to permit the water to pound out the kinks that had formed along her back from sleeping on the cold ground, the less time she spent naked under his watchful gaze the better. Seeing him offering a towel, Shyann turned of the water and took it from him, quickly wrapping it around her shivering, wet body, her eyes never leaving his as she struggled to dry herself off while staying covered as well.
Thread: The Silent Treatment (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Black_Ribboned_Rose)

Ryan just stood there and watched her dry off. Once she was dressed in the clothed he provided for her, he put the blindfold on her and took her back to the cell, removed her blindfold and left. This pattern repeated it self for the next seven days. He would feed her three times a day. Warm oatmeal for breakfast and soup for lunch and dinner. Let her shower after breakfast and give her clean clothes each day. The clothes were the same each day, a simple blue blouse, a black pleated skirt that would reach her knees, a pair of blue satin and lace panties, and a pair of black Mary Jane flats. During this time he never said a single word to her, no matter how much she begged. On the seventh day, after her shower, he returned her to the cell. He removed the blindfold and stared at her, for several moments before he started to unbutton her blouse.
Thread: The Silent Treatment (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Black_Ribboned_Rose)

By the fourth day, Shyann had gotten used to the pattern. She tried to question with him asking his name, where they were, what he wanted. But found him silent and unresponsive. The young woman tried making small talk with him, asking how he was when he entered the cell, what the weather was like and what the date was. She was desperate to hear someone's voice, even if it meant the voice of her captor. As the days continued like this, she found herself looking forward to him entering and leaving her cell. Although she was still uncomfortable in the way he watched her in the shower, him simply coming in to the cell made her feel better, as though she weren't so alone. On the seventh day, at least she thought a week had passed, she was surprised to see him stay after removing her blindfold. By now he would have already turned and walked out, leaving her once again alone until the next meal. As he began to unbutton her blouse she understood. She realized she had two options. Stop him and watch him leave her alone once again... Or let him do as he wished... With her eyes closed and body trembling, she allowed him to undress her as he pleased.
Thread: The Silent Treatment (Closed to Ryanmo97 and Black_Ribboned_Rose)

Ryan smiled when Shyann didn't resist him unbuttoning her blouse. He slowly unbuttoned each button and once they were all opened. He slid the garment off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. He then reached behind her back and lowered the zipper off her skirt. He pushed the garment off her hips and it slid down her legs and pooled at her feet. He then pushed her panties off her and let them slide down her legs and to the floor. Once she was naked in front of him, he leaned forward to kiss her gently on the lips.
Thread: ѕ¢уℓє:: тαкє α ¢нαи¢є... вє мιиє :: тαℓιи

Scythe groaned, his head throbbing as he opened his eyes. The room was dark and he felt oddly cold like he was... He was naked? He shook off the conscious rendering effects of his knockout, inspecting the room to understand his situation. He attempted to stand but soon realized his massive body was left in shackles to prevent any form of escape or struggle. Scythe was strong, massive, but every attempt he made to break his restraints were left in vain. They were coated in magic. He sighed, holding his head down to contemplate his plan of escape. He was left naked, his exuberantly ripped frame hidden in the darkness. Due to his pale skin and enormous height, noticing him wasn't overly difficult. Especially the piercing blue eyes that literally shined through the shadows. He shook his body, hoping to knock the shackles loose around his wrists but the magic made sure they stayed put. He furrowed a thin black brow, the light blue eye examining any possible form of release. Scythe sadly wasn't a magic user. Hell he barely knew of it outside of his own shifting. Proud knight of Colviere, lycanthrope, hostage. He huffed, the white braids of his hair shifting slightly. He heard talking, unknowing of whom the two were. The voices sounded familiar, but dampened he could not make them out. One left, hearing the foot steps patter out of the door after a mildly heated conversation. He sat and waited, knowing full and well he was helpless to his situation. Curious, it sounded like the one who remained drew a bath. He was left curious as to his situation, playing the moments before through his head. 'Yeah,' he said. 'I can look after the princess.' Next thing he knew, right here he was. Was this related to the princess? A curiosity peaked in him, hearing the delicate moan through the door. Had his situation not be potentially dire, this might just be enjoyable. He was truly lost on his situation, curiously going over the various possible explanations to why he was here. A gasp. His eyes swept up just in time to see a nude body, though whom exactly he did not know. He sat solemn, stoic. The woman indicated she did not know he were there, which lead him to be even more curious to the situation. Finally someone who could answer him. Well normally I hate to show up unannounced but could you please enlighten me as to why I am here, tied up, and naked? I mean I appreciate how arousing this should be but it's much too informal. His voice, mildly sarcastic, but calm and very deep, very mellow, very cold. It could be best described as nothing, holding no care, no hate, just a voice he put emotion to whenever he desired.
Thread: ѕ¢уℓє:: тαкє α ¢нαи¢є... вє мιиє :: тαℓιи

Olivia darted quick as could be back into the bathroom. She peered out at the male shackled to the foot of her bed. Bright blue eyes took in his large form she swallowed and looked him over again. Turning she placed her back against the wood door and panted a moment, her sex which had just been toyed with pulsed at seeing his nude form. She heard him talking and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her form she stepped back into her room. She closed the bath room door and dropped the wooden lock in place. She lit another lantern and stepped forward. I think you are my present, Her blue eyes met his. I turn nineteen tomorrow. Biting her lip, she sat the lantern down and moved to the table at her bed side. A single sheet of parchment lay there sealed, her name scrawled on one side. My Dearest Olivia, I wish for you to experience all life has to offer. I have gifted you one of my prized knights to spend your birthday with. Please use him. He is meant for your pleasure. Enjoy all he has to offer until tomorrow night. Love, Uncle Rufus You are meant for my pleasure She turned her gaze from the paper to him. I dont believe you knew that you were meant to please the princess for you are as shocked as I. Laughing she tossed the paper to the stand and moved to face him. What my uncle doesnt know is that I am a woman already, his gift will be wasted. Shaking her head, she smiled at him. I guess since you are vulnerable to my eyes I could at least return the favor. Letting the cloth fall she stood before him bare and blushing. Ive already been told I am undesirable so I wont take offense to your lack of arousal. She sat across from him on the bed, her eyes wandering over him, desire in her blue eyes. He was massive and she was petite, his member alone her small hand wouldnt fit around. She sat debating on what to do, she wasnt a bold girl perhaps she could fake it. Are you a gentle lover or do you take women powerfully in the way you please because you are shackled to my bed I would assume the latter. Is a lesson needed on the gentleness a woman requires? She didnt wait for him to reply. Instead, she crawled forward, her rounded ass swinging behind her. Her hands lifted and stroked over his chest, she looked up at him through her dark lashes. Her blue eyes questioning him, You may speak I asked you a question. Her hand snaked down his chest stroking the pale hard flesh as she lifted onto her knees. Her dark hair covering her breasts before she pushed it back to give him a good view as her thin fingers began tracing the shaft with her soft fingertips.
Thread: ѕ¢уℓє:: тαкє α ¢нαи¢є... вє мιиє :: тαℓιи

His brows raised as she disappeared back into the room she came from, wondering if it was the shock that there was a man nude in her room or the way he casually approached the situation, or the fact that she just bore her entire body for him to see. He furrowed a brow, wondering exactly what the hell was going on. Somewhat to his relief, she came back albeit wrapped in a towel. Pity, she was actually rather cute. She lit a latern and his bright blue eyes went alive with awe. Princess?! He exclaimed, knowing full and well whom it was. He also had the largest crush on her for the longest time. Ever since the escort mission a time ago. She picked up the note, skimming over it before tossing her eyes upon him. 'Meant for her pleasure?' He thought to himself. He was tasked for something with the Princess but this was far beyond anything he had ever imagined. He smiled at the foiled attempt though, wondering who would be lucky enough to take the Princess's innocence though. It would seem she was devoid of her innocence however, her words sensual as her towel dropped. With the towel came his jaw. His massive girth immediately stood, knowing the naughty air of the situation including the oh so desirable body. This was the Princess. It seemed so surreal. Such a gorgeous girl, about to take him? Wait... 'SHIT,' he thought to himself, reminded of his shackles. He was at her mercy so when he was going to get pleasure, he would be at her mercy. He bit his lip almost bashfully as she looked him up and down. She questioned, how did he take his women? He knew only one way He wasn't able to answer however, her small hands of delicacy passing over his massive body of destruction. It had been a second since he had been touched so curiously, so interested. He attempted to answer her once again, he after she permitted his speech, but had to instead focus on stifling a moan as she played with the massive tower standing on his waist. Double this with the view of her welcome chest, his words took a second to form... But form they did. How they should be taken Princess. Whether they beg me for the rough style, some light petting, minor play, or full out moment. I take my women how they should be taken and I don't stop until they finish.
Thread: ѕ¢уℓє:: тαкє α ¢нαи¢є... вє мιиє :: тαℓιи

His answer caused her cheeks to deepen in color as she tried to keep up her naughty image. It was harder than she thought figuring the whores in town had an easy job. Perhaps she was too good to be considered a whore or loose. Her eyes stayed trained on his as she stopped to feel him pulse in her hand. So you know who I am yet I havent a clue whom you are She did but it was best not to give the man the upper hand here. She knew hed been in the group of men that had escorted her to a neighboring kingdom, the queen there a friend since birth. Typically, she didnt take notice, but his sheer size had piqued her curiosity. Now having him here before her made it easier, she had wanted to seduce him then but with so many others about it was hard. Though she had made sure, he was the one that helped her out of the carriage and kept her hand in his a bit longer than necessary, blaming the mud and cold weather. If she released him and ordered him to take her, it wouldnt be the same if he wanted to. Yes his length was long and hard, but an old toothless womans touch could feel the same. She wanted something more from him, something she didnt feel she had a right to take. I have been with many, and I know where my preferences lie. She eyed him cautiously, lies spilling from her tongue. You are a very nice present but I am unsure of your worthiness to pleasure me. I cannot just allow everyone to have a taste, She smiled at him batting her lashes, flirting as she had seen the ladies of the court do many times. If I were to unlock you tell me what you would do to me. She scooted back, a devious gleam in her eyes as she watched him prepare to talk. Removing her hand from his length, she dipped her head and ran her tongue up his length. She wanted to see how hed react to this. Her tongue continued to flick over his shaft and the tip of his cock.
Thread: ѕ¢уℓє:: тαкє α ¢нαи¢є... вє мιиє :: тαℓιи

Olivia did everything she could to hold back a soft laugh as the knight struggled to speak. She liked the taste of power and though she was small, she knew she could have him. She stroked him, her saliva coating it making him easier to stroke. Her rounded ass perched on her feet as she came up on her knees to face him again as he spoke. A slim dark eye brow rose in curiosity. Scythe hmmm. She listened to him pretending to seem bored with his answer. She brought her legs in front of her and draped them over either side of him exposing her small sex to his scrutiny not that she was showing it off she had a point. At least she did when she first thought about it. Uncle Rufus says I am undesirable as a lover. My hips are to round and my body is too small. I wont even mention my rotundness of my rear. But you stated hungry for her body, referring to me. Does this mean that you, Scythe desire me? She smiled up at him her hand still stroking him, but now as she waited for an answer she rubbed the head of his member against her velvety nether lips. A moan falling from her lips as his hardness stroked over her sensitive nub. She couldnt wait for a moment longer. Olivia slid forward, her small hand pushing his length up between them as she sat in his lap. Lifting she let the head of his member press into her tight entrance as a bit of pain washed through her as his head slipped into her. Gripping onto his shoulders she forced her body to take him, it had been at least a year since her virginity had been relinquished but the sheer size of his compared to the other, well there was no comparison. She pressed her hips down and cried out, a mix of pleasure and pain. Her face was red and already she had barely exerted herself. Getting all of him in her would be a task, one she wasnt sure she could do without his help. He said he would take her as needed and she would get her fulfillment. She shifted moving her hips up to come back down the short way on him that she could manage. Help me, she said softly. Her hand flicking out and the shackles released clattering to the floor. Her eyes were closed, embarrassed by how she had forced herself upon this man.
Thread: The Bad Boy Gets The Girl [XxMoonlightRomancexX  + Skelace]

Roxanne sighed as she headed down the hall ways. The final bell had rang and most everybody was rushing to get home. Partly because it was the Friday before a two and a half week long break from school and most of that she was spending with her best friend, no matter if her brother approved of it or not. The other reason being it was cloudy and the sky was getting dark. Which usually meant there was about to be a down pour of rain. But she knew she could expect to see her best friend waiting out in the main parking lot for her. She pushed the door open and walked down the steps. Today she was wearing a pair of jeans and black and a black t-shirt under a black 'Poison' zip up sweatshirt. She had long, curly chocolate colored hair Her eyes were and her eyes were Green Emerald Green. From her shoulder hung a 'Skelanimals' Kit Kat messenger bag. If she hadn't had her sweatshirt on you could see the tattoo of two wolves howling at a full moon on her right arm, one wolf representing her and the other her best friend. It was clear the two were close. On her right hand ring finger was her class ring. On her right thumb was a silver dragon ring of her best friend's that he had given her as a Christmas present the year before. Around her neck was a silver chain with nothing hanging from it and her ears were pierced with a small silver hoop in each ear. Her tongue was also pierced. In it was a silver barbell with purple balls on the end. As she walked down the steps that lead up to the school she recognized one of the cars as her best friends' and smiled. She opened the back door, throwing her bag into the back before closing the door and opening the front door and getting in. What are you doing here? She asked in a joking tone, knowing he picked her up everyday after school. As she awaited an answer she pulled out her phone with a sigh. Her older brother had been texting her through out the day, telling her to come straight home after school and trying to convince her to spend her Winter break with him.
Thread: The Bad Boy Gets The Girl [XxMoonlightRomancexX  + Skelace]

Deston rest his head back against the head rest on his seat. He had only been outside the school for a few moments, but already the boredem was killing him. He couldn't stand not doing anything, it made him antsy and very self consious about so many things. The thought of driving atound the block a few times had crossef his mind once or twice. Then he would remember that gas was getting to be four dollars a gallon, which forced him to cut back on the whole, just driving around thing. Hell it was enough to put thoughts of selling his 71 Charger into his head. And he loved that car more than life itself sometimes. He found the car in the junk yard ten years ago and had been in love ever since. He had neen spending most of his free time since then fixing the thing up, and it was almost dome now. It just needed a new paimt job so that it didn't look like it was built from parts also found in the junk yard, which it of course was. He ran his hand through his black hair that was cut in the military style. His dark hazel eyes closed as if the darkness that them surrounded him would ease the wait for Roxanne to get done with school. He wore a light gray t-shirt with the amp energy drink insignia on it, as well as a pair of jeans. He had a matching tatoo of the wolves howling at the moon on his right arm to go along with Roxanne's that was visible, as well as a tribal wolf running from shoulder blade to shoulder blade that wasn't so visible that he had recieved before getting the one with Roxanne. And then there was the celtic symbol tatted on the bottom of his left forearm, the newest of his tatoos. Finally as kids started pouring out of the building, Deston opened his eyes up and a smile slithered to his lips. He planned on spending most of the next two weeks with his bestfriend, and as far as he knew she had planned to do the same. Of course that was if her brother had't persuaded him otherwise. The guy could be such a cock block. When Roxanne jumped into the car his smile broadened, Well I was planning on picking up this really cute girl I know, he turned the leys in the ignition before continueing. And then you jumped in the car. So I don't know eaht I'm doing. He joked back as he bagan to drive off. Noticing that she was looking down at her phone he asked, What's up? He figured it was her brother telling her to come home as usual, but wasn't sure.
Thread: The Bad Boy Gets The Girl [XxMoonlightRomancexX  + Skelace]

Roxanne rolled her eyes at Deston as her eyes remained looking down at her phone while he joked with his reply back to her but rather than say anything she simply played along. Do I happen to know this girl you planned on picking up? Or is it that I her and you're certain that I won't aprove of her? Roxy questioned, her tone stil the same playful and joking one it had been before. Whenever he did show interest in a girl Roxy always seemed to become rather possessive, like a wolf would be over it's mate much like Deston became when a guy became interested in Roxanne or she became interested in a guy. As he began to drive offer t us and soon after noticed she was looking at her phone she shook her head as she turned th e device off and sgives it back into her pocket. I'm sure your first guess at who it is would be right. He's telling me to come straight home, says he has something he needs to tell me but fuck him. I'll go home when I'm ready. You and I hardily spend time together as it is. Roxy said with a frown, wishing her older brother would stop trying to run her life when it came to being friends with Deston. You know, he swears you're the reason I love tattoos and piercings. He also blames you for me not wanting to hang out with him. She said, of course her tone told that she didn't believe any of what her brother said.
Thread: The Bad Boy Gets The Girl [XxMoonlightRomancexX  + Skelace]

Deston scoffed as she decided to play along with his jest, You don't like any girl I hang out with so it wouldn't surprise me if you didn't approve. He smiled as thoughts of how his friend acted when he showed any interest in a girl. Sometimes it could be pretty hilarious. Other times not so much as girls he really liked slwere chased away. However he couldn't really complain. He often did the same to her, picking apart any guy that shared an interest in Roxanne. But I think you might actually like this one. She's a lot like you really. His tone still light and playful. He chuckled as she spoke about her older brother. The only reason he hadn't gone and beat the kid was becuase Roxanne enjoyed spending time with the guy, and Deston wasn't going to go and endanger his friendship with the girl just because her brother was annkying. But he did let jer know just how much he disliked the guy. I don't know why you put up with the guy. You should just move in with me and tell him to screw off. He paused as they came to a stop sign, before looking over at her. Speaking of telling him to screw off, you decided whether or not you wanna go party tonight?
Thread: The Bad Boy Gets The Girl [XxMoonlightRomancexX  + Skelace]

I don't like any girl you hang out with for the simple reason most of them are sluts and don't give a damn about you and if you were to date any of them and they broke your heart, I'd severely hurt them. I know you wouldn't have it any other way, though. She said with a smile as she looked over at him. Plus, can you really say anything, Des? You go into protective mode if you catch a guy so much as checking me out. She stated, not calling him by his full name but rather the shortened version of his name she had began to use as his nick name a number of years ago. When he went on to say that this imaginary girl he had planned to pick up was a lot like Roxanne, it caught the girl off guard. Really now? She all she was able to ask, finding herself speechless despite Deston's still playful tone. As they came to a stop sign Roxanne sighed at his comments although she didn't bother to comment, having resigned herself to the fact that her older brother and Deston were enemies and would never get along, no matter how much she wanted it to happen. Des, for one thing he's my brother and he's the only family I have and for two you wouldn't want me living with you. She said, shaking her head but she didn't bother to explain why he wouldn't want to live with her. When the subject was then changed to their plans for the night she seemed a bit hesitant, but not as reluctant as usual. Sure, why not? I'm already pissing him off, why not spent the night out with my best friend. She said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek like she often did. While it didn't need to be said, they both knew the fit her brother would have over her being out all night with Deston rather than at home with him.