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Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Grace nearly wished that he wouldn't say things like that. It made her want him all the more, and right now, she really didn't need to be producing more juiced than she already was. During their time apart, she had daydreamed of him, no matter what she was doing. If she was cooking, she imagined he would have her on the kitchen table. If she was hanging up laundry, she imagined him nailing her against a tree. And if Paul was humping her, or forcing her to give him a blowjob, she would imagine that it was him instead. So she had practiced giving blowjobs quite a bit, the last month. Wanting to do a good job, in case Jack ordered her to give him one. Leaving the room, Grace checked that there were no one in sight, as she headed downstairs again. The wedding ceremony was absolutely agony for her, as Jack was sitting on the very front row. As he had been the man to give the bride away. She could feel his eyes on her, just as clearly as she felt her juices making its way down her legs. And it felt as if everyone knew, and everyone was watching. She could only hope she wasn't blushing, as she tried to keep her focus on the bride and groom. But her eyes kept creeping back to Jack. Looking for that tattling bulge in his pants, telling her that he couldn't wait either. She tried to keep her mind clean, and not think about how good it would feel to have him rub her clit right now. The mere thought made her shiver. Why was that bloody ceremony so long!?
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

For a catholic wedding, it was a bit unheard of, the leash and what not the bride and groom had planned for the party. It was certainly nothing like Grace's own wedding. That had been far more low key. But then again, she had been pregnant, and it had been quickly planned and executed by her parents. Not really caring what she wanted of a wedding. Finally the ceremony was over, and people were throwing flowers, and shortly after that, started to leave the church to go to the party. Or so Grace thought. For Suddenly Jack was behind her, holding her hand. Nobody seemed to notice. Not even Paul, who had found a couple of men he knew, to talk to. Most likely he would be drunk within the hour. Lucky for her. What was even more lucky, was that everyone who had been in the church for the wedding priest, choir boys, musicians.. all of them seemed to have followed the party to the house, where the party was to be. Standing in the church, til they were alone, Grace looked at Jack, but didn't say anything. She knew that he would be able to read from her expression, just how horny she was feeling right now.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Jack had little interest waiting, leading grace over to the Confession box where she was to do some good, and by the time the cheers outside rose for the lucky one to have caught the flower bucket, Jack would shove Grace to sit down in the seat where usually the priest would sit to listen to all those sin's. Grace herself wasn't going to listen to sins though, Jack found the thought of fucking in a church arousing, and while not yet planning to have a whole meal her, he certainly meant to feed Grace as he pulled his thick meat back out of his pants. Then he would simply lean over the younger woman, his left hand reaching behind her head to steer her closer to her meal while groaning, Time to break your Vow's Slut, get to work ! at her, trying not to raise his voice to loudly as he intended to stay undiscovered with her, craving to lure the poor thing to such sin in a church, and he'd not stop until he saw those lips of hers wrapped around his rod while she was to have her very own icing on a wedding cake, only that she wasn't going to get any cake, the wedding was the perfect time in Jack's eyes to try and fuck this wonderful woman and make her feel his plaything again, just as he had tried to do one month ago.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

The last people had barely left the church, before Jack pulled her towards the confession's box. As he pulled the curtain closed, Grace felt the familiar sensation of excitement, as she looked up at him in the dim lighting. Grace watched him as he pulled his cock from his pants, biting her lip firmly as he did so. His intentions came clearer as he moved in on her. Even though it wasn't Grace who was going to get pleased by this, she was very excited about it. Now she would get to show him that she had practiced while they had been apart. So that she would be able to give him more pleasure than she had the last time. Placing a hand at his root, she held his meet with a firm grip, as she let her tongue play with his foreskin at his tip. The other hand, went to his balls, massaging them tenderly. she kept her ears alert to what he might give away of noises, to let her know if she was doing a good job. Sighing a bit herself, she she stopped the teasing play with her tongue, and opened up her mouth and throat to fit as much of his rod into her mouth, as she possibly could. Slowly working her way down over it, taking more and more of him into her, as she proceeded.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Jack watched her closely as she begun, though his eagerness to watch Grace was all to soon interrupted by his eyes fluttering halfway shut as he tried to stifle a moan, delighted to feel how much more skillful that mouth and it's tongue had gotten, where before she had mostly had her mouth used as a different kind of pussy, she now was showing that she had far more skill with it if only the lust was there for her to achieve pleasing him, and that was after all what he had taught her that weekend, that it was her duty as slave to please no matter the cost, and damn, did she take her task serious. Yes, don't you fool around.. worshiping it to long.. Slave.. Drink up, and then.. I'll fuck you ! he announced, still mindful to keep his voice no more then a whisper, though already he was growing bolder with how well grace had turned about to completely embrace what he taught her back then, he'd push her, up to the point where she might even steal the bride her show. Yes, suck it, we both know.. you been starving for it.. this past month, Slave... don't you think.. for a second, that I'll spare you anything tonight, better.. think of a good excuse.. for your husband.. he groaned then, craving to feel that mouth working him more eagerly, no longer just to try and feed her his seed, he'd ruin that lovely dress on her, there was no way he'd let her pretend the role of the meek housewife, she was a hungry slut, just what he wanted in her right now, and her appearance soon enough would reflect that hunger of hers to serve.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Making sure to use her tongue, she pulled herself away. Delighted to hear the slight moan come from him. She really had improved. With the amount of practice she had gotten in the last months, she had nearly mastered the skill of ignoring the urge to vomit, as his cock slid past the very back of her mouth. Whatever was left of that urge, seemed to vanish at the sounds that he was making. It made it all worthwhile. As he promised to fuck her when she was done, she got more eager to finished the task, and upped her pace to at least double the speed. Forcing herself to the bottom of him, using her tongue to caress his cock as she pulled back, and then repeating the procedure. Maybe her mind should be working on an excuse for Paul, to explain where she had gone, or where she would be, during the party. But all she could think about now, was him, and how she wanted to please him, so he would let her come, the next time he fucked her. Because she so needed to come.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Graces work was doing quite a workout on Jack, getting him to moan quite a bit as it grew increasingly hard for him to keep his voice down. At this pace, and how skillfully that tongue administered it's attention, coupled with just how deep she took him in, it was crazy, already to coax one or the other spurt of pre from him. Oohoo god.. he would moan-whimper eventually, his girt starting to twitch with delight as he could not hold himself back much longer, the level of attention, and the constant threat of being discovered doing this in a church, it was so intense, driving Jack soon to grunt defensively to try and hold back his moans, but then moan anyway as he he'd reach his orgasm, his left hand after all to hold Grace's head close to his crotch so wave after wave of his seed could be fed to her, wanting her to swallow after all as still he'd need to take her over to the house where he could really let loose on her. Yess, Swallow... girl.. do drink up, I .. have plenty more for you.. still.. he would groan, still surprised just how good she had gotten with her mouth, though it did goes to show how much that weekend had tickled out the needy girl wanting to be noticed and used.
Thread: Nice day for a white wedding (Nighthaven x Kat)

Grace sighed against him, as he moaned. She could see why he liked it when she moaned, it was incredibly arousing. Keeping her hands working at his balls, as she swallowed him whole. There was no mistaking that her juices were flowing out of her. But only slightly worrying Grace, that it might leave a big wet patch on her dress. When Jack came into her, well more throat than mouth. Grace really didn't have other choice than to swallow the fruits of her labor. Not that she didn't wanted to swallow, when he ordered her to. But there was also something pleasing to herself, to swallow his cum. Beyond what was just because it pleased him. As she moved back to let go of him, Grace made sure to remove any trace of cum on him. When he was out, she wiped her mouth, before looking up at him. Really, really hoping that he would take her now. Having to wait til later, would be nearly cruel. But as the role of a slave, she really wasn't allowed to speak up about her wants or needs. She was totally reliable on his wants, to whether or not she would get any sort of reward for a job well done.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

The ship was his, he was the ruler, king, dictator, whatever word you wanted to put here would work well for how he ran the ship. He was the captain of this pirate ship, a man who had years of experience in war, and in peace, though as a pirate the two kind of were the same, except who he got paid by and what he did to make money changed mattering on what the situation was. He was a bloodsail, a man who was against all sides and who had no friends among the leadership of eitherside. He was a man in and of his own, and a man who would do what he needed to do to get by. Still his ship was faster than all others, it was strong and powerful as well. The same could be said for himself, he was a man of power, of strength, he was a tall man, for This captain, Joseph Thompson was a man among men. He was a strong man, standing just at six and a half feet, he had a body that would fit a pro football player quite well. He was bigger than any of his crew, and his appearance caused them to know that he was in charge. He was short messy blonde hair and light ocean green eyes which were at the moment looking around his cabin. His cabin was tidy and set up straight, everything in it proper place, as he looked it over. The captain had a feeling that something was up, he had been at a hidden port for the days before, a bit to long for his liking and he had a feeling that something might of happened. He looked over his map as he figured he would sail north for a bit as he searched for ships to raid along the coast. He didn't know that he had already taken on a person, who was after his head and to defeat him. He knew that he had a price on his head, that was rather common knowledge, he didn't care, for he believe himself undefeatable in battle, at least any battle he would get into. He knew when to fight and went to avoid battle, it was that which made him so dangerous. He was not only strong physically, but mentally as well, he was not a fool who would run into battles he was destined to lose, such people annoyed him a great deal. Standing up, he looked at the map again and marked it for the direction they would be heading next.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

As the captain stood there, he heard the sounds suddenly of the dying, the dead and the sounds of blades hitting each other. He knew he had a guest onboard his ship. He smiled as he reached down and calmly gathered up his armor, and his blade, putting them both on as he knew that his men would buy him the time he needed to get ready. They were replacable afterall, and fighting unprepared wouldn't be a smart idea if this person could last though and kill so many of his men, that meant they would be of some skill. Joseph fixed his sword and opened the door silently, a elf, a damn blood elf at that, he could tell she was good looking at the distance between himself and her. He took a dart from the wall and put it in a type of powder as he tossed it right at the woman, the powder was made to cause people to warm up, to freeze mentall and be unable to focus, he figured it would if it hit, slow down the elf enough as he challenged her that he would be able to get a upperhand on her without that extreme amount of effort. It was a bit of a dirty trick, but he was a pirate, and wasn't that what pirates did after all. He came out and stood in front of his cabin as he looked the men, yeah she was skilled. Now, what do we have here a blood elf at sea, who would of thought it, I didn't think they let women such as yourself fight, he said with a smirk on his lips as he preapred himself for fighting this woman. He focused his eyes on her watching her ever so carefully as he made sure his feet were set and he would be able to attack and defend with each, footwork was always overlooked in a fight, if a person had good footwork it was a edge, if they had bad, it was much easier to trip or get a bigger edge on that person.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

Llunau had just finished collecting the bloodsail signets and as she stood she felt a pinch at her neck, the only spot of her neck that wasn't completely covered by her cowl. The captain had very good aim. reaching up to feel the dart at her neck, she half expected some sort of mosquito or a bee. Instantly she pulled it out of her neck to examine it as a bead of blood began to trickle down her neck. Looking at the needle, she noticed the powder laden needle. She had been poisoned. With her body, she figured she had two, maybe three minutes to close the distance on whatever threw it at her and kill him before she began to feel the effects. It would be enough time for her. When the elf heard the captain, she looked up and their eyes met. You underestimate me, scum she grinned back at him. He was huge. Very muscular. But sometimes that meant slow. It was no wonder he needed to poison her to counter her agility and speed. Suddenly she charged at him to close the distance, unsheathing her sword. The poison was already starting to take affect on her. It must have been very potent. However, the perseverance of the young night elf would give her a few hits in before she would fall under the spell. Gripping the sword with both hands, she raised it as she took the final steps to her opponent. With much force, she brought the sword down. If he was not able to dodge or block her attack, it would have been a killing blow to his head.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

The pirate watched her as she came at him. She was good, fast and skilled, he knew that she was someone to be dealt with. He was glad he didn't have to win the fight straight out, cause if he had, he would of had to kill her there would of been no other way to get around the fact as she was to good to stop any other way. He was faster then one would thing, and he moved away from her blade blocking it with his sword at the same time. He used his knee to try to counter. The pirate pressed his his attack with his knee, it was aimed for her stomach, he figured if it caught her off guard it would slow her down. He smiled as he could smell her, she smelt good too. He like elves they were so beautiful, but they were all so stuck up too. He knew that this was most likely the case here too. They were to full of themselves, and this woman seemed no different. He would hopefully break her low from where she was. He would move back from her if the knee hit or didn't hit, it would buy him space and time, his main goal was to outlast her and win the match that way. He would be able to do so. He would dodge avoid and block till she was out, When she was done, he would have his fun, he figured it was a matter of time, before that happened, before he had his victory over this woman. He smiled as he thoughta bout the coming victory as he sent that knee against her, himself very convident about his chances.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

Llunau's blade clanked into his sword as he blocked her attack. She saw his knee coming but her reflexes were beginning to slow. Arching forward to try to lesson the blow, she skipped backwards a step. His knee hit, but not with the full force he had intended. However this did cause her to lose her footing. She doubled over as she backed up, almost falling backwards. The grip on her sword tightened as she lunged at him again. Her small body began to feel weakened from the poison, her body temperature began to rise as she moved with fluidity. Her next attack came from the side, swinging her sword almost effortlessly at his ribs. However this too was blocked. Raising her sword for another quick thrash, it hit her. Her hands, no longer able to hold the weight of the large sword, let go of the handle and it fell to the sand with a thud. Backing away from him, she could feel her body burning as if it were on fire. Chest heaving, she began to panic as she frantically gripped at her cowl, tearing it off. She felt as if she couldn't breathe, and the weight of her armor was becoming too much. The world began to spin and it became hard to focus. Her double vision made her begin to to stumble and she brought her hands to grip the sides of her now pounding head. Her piercing eyes glared up at the large pirate with hatred. As the poison continued to take affect on her small body, she passed out, landing in the sand without a sound. Her body was so light if you weren't looking you would never had known she was down.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

Captain Joseph looked at the elf as he saw the attack, hit dead on, he moved back making more room between himself and her. He had no idea what she would do, and he knew she might have some type of card or ace that she hadn't used yet. He prepared himself to defend himself however he could. He was surprised a bit as he saw the next attack, he made her walk the whole way across to him as it would enable time to pass and enable the effects of the position to take hold in a much stronger way than before. He blocked her strike, it was slower, much slower. He watched as she fell into the sand, and smirked as he looked at her, and smiled as he saw that look of hatred, she had underestimated him, and she wasn't prepared enough for her attack. It caused her to not look over the whole ship for all possible enemies before celebrating and going for the symbol. He had her. He had her just how he wanted her and just how he had planned on as well. Jospeh watched as her body sank into the sand for a moment before pulling her out of the sand. He couldn't have her dying here, that would be pointless. She was strong, and he found her interesting. Joseph had his men below deck clear off the deck as he undressed the elf, tossing her armor into a locked chest in his cabin. He tied the elf up to the main mast, her hands placed above her head and her feet wide, leaving her in a spot where she couldn't protect herself at all, she was also naked for anyone of the crew to see just who he had defeated. He knew that it was going to be a hell of a shock for the elf, but Jospeh figured it would make the reaction of the said woman all the more interesting.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

When the captain picked up her surprisingly light body, she came to only for a second. She knew what was going on. He was taking her hostage. Before her body drifted off once more, she was able to speak two words in a whisper. Kill me, and then passed back out. When poison finally wore off, she groaned as she tugged at her arms which were both bound above her head. Her feet were bound too. She was completely vulnerable tied up to the mast. It took her a minute to notice that she had been stripped of all her armor and clothing. The elf tugged at her bonds but it was no use. She gave up rather quickly. Her body was still weak from the poison. She knew what was coming. There would be no swift death for her. They would use her and humiliate her. Break her even. But once she was out of the bonds she would put up a shell of a fight. Naked or not.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

Joseph thought back on the words of the woman, and knew that he wasn't going to do that. It would be a waist to kill such an elf, and he knew that it would be a waist of a perfectly beautiful woman too. He waited for her to wake up, he had his men keep an eye on her as he went back to work, he would have to head south now find a place to hire more men, and then head to the shippinglanes. It would work out find, just took more time then he had first planned on it taking, was the only negative right now. Joseph walked out when he heard that she was awake. He smirked as he saw the look in her eyes, and he said nothing as he let his men continuely get a heck of a view of the elf's body, Well now, it seems you have lost, you were careless, he said as he looked at her for a moment. His hand ran over her body gently pressing against her soft skin for a moment, I am not going to kill you, I know this something you most likely already expect, but that wouldn't really be all that much fun, he whispered to her as hlet his fingers contine to touch and caress her body, gently moving over her stomach, her sides, even hre arms and upper parts of her legs as he knew she couldn't do anything about it and she wasn't about to go anywhere either.
Thread: Master and Commander: A WOW RP (Yajirobe and Elven_Lady89)

Llunau wiggled against her restraints. She watched as the crew members laughed and eyed her. They talked amongst themselves while staring at her. Their body language was obvious about the nature of their conversation. The elf pulled against the ropes again, but whoever tied her up, well they did a good job securing the lines. When the captain approached her, Llunau looked up at him with her emerald eyes. When he spoke she said nothing, only keeping her heated glare connected to his. His rough hands roamed her smooth body and Llunau became infuriated. No man, let alone a human faithful to the alliance or not, had ever touched her in that way. Knowing she was completely bound up, that didn't stop her from fighting back. Don't touch me human, she spat at him. Literally spat in his face. Her chest heaved as she breathed heavily. She couldn't wait to get her hands on him. She would kill him. This she swore to herself.