Thread: Opposites Attract (ClearSight & SomethingEsoteric)

I know youre weak, -because for all your barking its what you bark that betrays you mutt. She started to speak, tone low but sharp as the fangs protruding from her gums, the fangs that seemed to gnarl her speech and thicken her enunciation like a human with cotton in their mouth but no loss, no gargle, it was as calculated and smooth as ever, I know youre weak at heart because you must prove youre strong with arm true strength needs never to be announced. She began as she was forced and fixed over her throne like a child being reared for a spanking. Jo would take her retribution with a straight form, with statuesque poise her back straight and her legs spread proud, her head raised, looking straight ahead. I know youre lesser because you demand and beg for approval from me what it would be tragic in irony if it wasnt so path- heh! -tic. Her next string of condescending reason climbing for a syllable when she felt hot breath in her ear, odd a reaction as it was considering her void where humanity used to lie low. I know youre stupid because in the face of deflamation you throw your hands in the air and accept what youre smacked across the face with, like a dog whos pissed on the rug when their owner neglected to let them out on their ch-ffffnnguh again her reasoning interrupted by an abrupt smack against her porcelain ass, making her jolt forward, her head dropping between her shoulders for a second, a breath even she felt as hot rippling over her bare breasts, her own breath, was she aroused? A shaky breath, a breath, a breath through her dead lungs, her knees could be heard bumping the edge of her throne, trembling beneath her as she felt two fingers against her tight reluctant but most desirable of entrances. Jo closed her eyes and struggled to return her head proud as she bit her lower lip to regain herself, to continue her verbal assault as Myra launched her own assault. I know youre no different from your kind because you compare yourself to them when you are their leader, because what a stupid mutt like you does not realize you are a pack animal, an alpha, and yet an alpha atop a pack of runts is still a runt and you omit unprovoked your thralls are just that. I look down on you because you are only worthy of being seen passed my nose, you live in slums and sewers, you drink swill and feast upon the meals of a human by nature and by sin you are lesssssss hhhuuhhunnng the As Myra positioned at her hind she moaned deep, overcome by her lust if only for the briefest of moments as she felt her strong tongue begin to violate her, to swirl and dip inside her tight pucker, drag along the warming walls of her most sinful hole, to viciously toss her to the wolves that were her innermost, deepest, darkest desires, let that sin pick her apart limb from limb as she tried to do the same with her own tongue far different methods of course. I know youre absurd where I am incredible because hnngf because ooah because you sacrifice position to burry your snout in an ass, you are selfish, you are weak, you are a hopeless fool and yet you continue to bark. Youre less than a mutt, when a mutt catches the car it chases it knows not what to do youve caught me, a force unfathomable to your simple brain and yet you still attempt t aaoughff fuhggh Aaaugh! A full on cry was the premature conclusion to this insult as two fingers slammed inside her the vampires straight poise collapsing beneath her as her hands slipped off the arm of her throne and her chest and collar crashed into it choking on herself as her legs went limp and her tight hole was stretched to its furthest capacities in this age, after so many-many years of neglect. The vampire groaned and turned slightly, while she huffed and whined every so often at the fingers slamming in and out of her ass, while her posture was piqued and the hole was tight the muscles that entwined about the passage seemed to relax almost by habit, strangely as it might have seemed, it was as if her ass was that of a virgin but her mind was far-far from it and how hot the hole seemed to be getting compared to how frigid it had been upon the first entrance of Myras tongue, like a new spring melting away the snow of a thousand decade winter the first dew did come, beads like morning glorys first gift to the ground her fluid did begin to roll down the insides of her thighs and drip to the marble floor beneath the scent like a drug, like Affluenza given corporeal embodiment. She was out of tough words, her mind was swimming in a familiar but far removed cocktail of lust, like she was under the effects of her own glamour how demanding the loss of control began to thrive with each bite and suckle upon her now hot flesh, her heart was beating, it wasnt one solitary beat of excitement or duress, no, it was beating furiously within her decrepit chest, she was gasping for breath that provided no satiation. The finger plunging deep into her wonton sex was the collapse of her final bastion, her hips began to rock, her mind gone. No, she didnt feel defiled, she felt alive alive enough to lose it all as her insides convulsed and quivered, embraced the invading fingers and gushed a torent of her honey across the ivory of her throne, those bright eyes rolling into her head as her long tongue rolled out and slicked the side of her face with drool, as sweat began to spare her skin, as an explosion of ecstasy in the utmost ravaged her mind, body and the negative her soul no longer occupied. For a brief moment, not only did she reach the most tangible ecstasy and fulfilment imaginable even beside the taste of vitae thick on her tongue and throat but there was a parallel and polar opposite that demanded her attention. When Jovanna fed on the blood of the righteous and wicked alike she felt a beast, felt a devil, felt undead and the furthest thing from human there was right now, more than possible otherwise, she felt alive enough to truly steal a breath, to steal a glimpse of the sun, to steal a life time in the embrace of another and then, as her body began to plummet, limp and lax, she felt empty and she needed to be made whole her hips and pelvis beginning to roll on the fingers still inside by her will and none other would attest to that where her lips refused.