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Thread: Evelyn Carnate's Underground Lair (Below ground)

When he shoved her off of him and ran out of the room, Evelyn was surprised, shocked, confused and bewildered. What the fuck? She groaned as she came the to realization that he actually thought that this was all probably real in his mind and she would have to act the part of Catwoman. Her one problem, she knew nothing about comics or Super Heroes. Although, a wicked smile came to her lips, she did know how to play both a villain and a seductress. Her only hope that this would be over quickly. She rolled off of the bed and landed on her feet and one hand like a cat, her other hand still holding the whip. She stalked him out of her room, her his swaying from side to side and her whole body language screamed predator. Batdude was her prey, as much as that hurt her to think about. She was really going to need a heavy alcoholic drink after this - preferably from someone who was well intoxicated. When she spotted him up on her loveseat, she hissed, for the thing was old. Instead of taking half pint, I'm now going to take gallons. The man had better be very careful in this room or else she would kill him for real. She growled at him like a cat and stalked forward, her whip twirling on the floor, slightly hidden behind her so it looked like an irritated cats tail. You want to see a real bust? Her voice was deep and throaty as she brought her hand up to her throat and took hold of the zipper. As she continued stalking towards him, she pulled the zipper down with a slow practiced speed and stopped when it was at her bellybutton. The generous mounds of her large breasts clear to view and one of her blushed red tainted blue aureola teased at the side of her zipper. I bet that every woman you try to sleep with ends up unsatisfied and deeply resentful. Maybe you should just retire. I can help you accomplish that.
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Batdude watched. His chest throbbed with excitement. His crotch wasn't completely there, but the arousal this woman was summoning was undeniable - that, or there was an after-sex smoked sausage being smuggled in those tights. He watched her. Behind the cape he grinned wickedly. The hero watched her 'tail' sway. He watched her zipper fall. He shivered, entranced by it all, but she was not the only one here that could lure a mate with her undeniable, thrilling sensuality. I believe you will find that I am of equal challenge to you, sidekick or no ! With a great flourish of the cape Batdude sent it flying back over his shoulders, revealing his bare, albeit scratched chest to her again. You are not the only animal here, feline succubus! And in the animal kingdom one can use many tricks to attract themself a mate, and dare I say, lover! His hands went for the front of his wrestling tights. Unabashedly, Batdude pulled them down a good few inches, just shy of revealing his bat length to her, but enough to reveal plenty of his bat...pubes. Golden, curly, and completely plentiful. As if that hedge had never been clipped in his life. You are sexy indeed , and I would have your titties, mademoiselle, but first...let us see if you can resist my manly musk ! Was that bad enough? No, there was more - Batdude's arms each raised, revealing two thick, pungent patches of blonde pit hair.
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She threw her head back and laughed unable to restrain herself, he thought that he was equal with her? Not to mention equal with anyone else, he had to either be joking or insane to believe that. When he pulled down his tights, she tried to keep her disgust in check. She was not that big a fan of hair in the first place and if they did happen to have hair, she enjoyed it if was trimmed, so much easier to work with when something was surrounded or drowned out in pubic hair like his was. When he raised up his arms, she choked and stopped where she was. She stopped pretending like she breathed so that she didn't have to smell him. However, that didn't work and his scent still carried over her. What... the fuck? She shook her whole body, unsure if she could actually handle doing this grotesque man. The joke really had gone to far. Moving her whip round and round in a circle, she brought it out in front of her and struck with it repeatedly across his chest and hands. With one flick, she wrapped it around his neck and pulled him forward onto the floor, before walking over to step on his chest. You have two choices. You can either stop with the fucking antics and be quite, then we can get this over with. Or you can die, right here, right now. I don't have time to play some fucking comic game, when you know that you are going to give into me anyways. She dug her heel in harder, What's your choice?
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She struck him several times with her leathery lasso of luscious lust, but what she failed to realize in her evil-doer folly was that every blow summoned forth the superpower mortals often called 'adrenaline,' sending it coursing through his veins. Batdude's eyes widened. His face grew long. Rather than pull away, he bared his chest to the strikes, challenging her very might for authority! But lo! Oh lo and ho, she caught him by the throat with her weapon of choice and sent him down onto his back! With her foot placed dominantly upon his chest, Batdude could see that much as he was not one to be underestimated, neither was she! But then again, neither was he. Yet neither was she. Neither was he . You wanna WRASSLE me, kitty cat?! He shoved the foot off of his chest. Shooting to a stand, Batdude was willing to get just as physical, scooping, literally scooping Evelyn up with him as he stood. One arm went between her legs, beneath her crotch and around to her latex-clad butt, gripping her there while the other grabbed her shoulder on the opposite side to balance her out. He lifted her body, in one quick motion, brought her up to shoulder height, then bodyslammed her onto the loveseat. Then Batdude ran back to the bedroom. He stopped at the foot of the bed first where he gripped his tights, bending forward to pull them all the way down. Stepping out of them, leaving them on the bedroom floor, he climbed up to stand on the mattress and turned back around, facing the open door to the foyer. Batdude is ready for you! he called out, now revealing a massive, throbbing eleven inch dong as he stood there bottomless, erect and ready for her. It was thick, and that and a massive set of balls hung out of the blonde nest that was his crotch hair like...like...God, there's just no comparison. Like the fucking Looney Tune that he is. But right now, Batdude couldn't be more serious. He was ready to be sated. Come and get your CREAM.
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Materializing from the ceiling by the gift of a lesser demon bound to him, the second in command suspected that either the customer was causing problems to the employees or by his superior's suggestion to make sure Evelyn did not leave a corpse inside of her Gothic fashioned lair. Creeping in like a specter haunting a building, he intended to stalk this superhero. Stealthy watching what was occurring, the Scotsman fought the urge to laugh hysterically at the now broken customer. Batdude was literally pummeled by a wild animal, although now the well dressed ex-hitman knew he had to tell Dell or case Evelyn was going to murder this pitiful excuse of a man. Pulling out the walkie-talkie all security members were given when employed by The Blue Moon Club Brothel, he spoke in his usual callous tone that seem foreboding like death incarnate. Dell you better come down, Evelyn abused the retard, badly! Watching nearby, he glanced at the vampire with a grimace on his demented face. Overall he would make a move if she continued with the physical punishment, though personally he would cherish the opportunity to slay this imbecile himself. Well it would had been longer, but yeah here you go everyone.
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The ring of the elevator sounded in the hallway, and within moments Dell was rushing through the door to Evelyn's room, nearly taking it off the hinges, since he couldn't just melt into the floor like some people. He came to a skidding stop as he rushed into the bedroom part of her chamber, torn between the urge to drop to the floor laughing at the sight before him and the need to keep her from taking it too far and killing the man. The latter took over, as he realized a lawsuit would likely be a bad thing, and so he stepped up, grabbing the nearly rabid vampire vixen and pulling her back by the arm. Evelyn, he exclaimed, hoping his voice would bring her around. He's had enough! Send him on his way and be done with it! He looked to Batdude, tied up spread eagle and tortured, a dildo protruding from his ass, fishing line wrapped around his erection with a hook in his ball sac, and candle wax on his severely battered and scratched chest. The man was a pitiful sight, indeed, and Dell almost felt bad for him. Almost. Pushing Eve back a bit more, he shot her a deadly glare. Don't...move, he ordered, then turned to approached the badly abused and pathetic lump of flesh that was Batdude. He paused as he looked at the pathetic sight, shaking his head a bit as he fished in his pocket before producing a lock blade knife, flipping it open as he prepared to cut the man free. Something made him pause, though, and he turned back to observe the seething Evelyn behind him. Do you need to feed before I compel this asshat never to return and cut him loose? He figured in her worked up state of rage, the elder vampire had likely driven herself to the point of hunger, and would need to sate it before she would be able to return up top and act normally around people. It was only then that he also noticed her catsuit had been unzipped and her large breasts exposed, causing him to bite his lip and shift his feet a bit to avoid getting worked up himself at the sight.
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Evelyn was so far gone into her anger and fun that she didnt notice when Allister or Dell showed up into her room, not until Dell grabbed her arm, in which she had just put a clip onto Batdudes nipples, and when he grabbed her arm, the clip came with her, ripping at the nipple it was attached too. Tearing her arm free from his grip with a snarl that had her fangs glistening, her silver eyes dilated with hunger. The smell of blood and the smell of arousal permitting the room had her lusts rising, violent sex and the need to feed clawed at her. Batdude was just a warm up to sating one of her dark desires Dell was going to become the main course. When he turned his back on her to assist Batdude and then turned back to ask her a question, she attacked him, Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me what I can and cannot do? She really did not enjoy being given orders, current state or not. If asked politely, she maybe would have tried, maybe being the key word. Since he was already close to the bed, she pushed him onto it. The glass fire cups making both a popping noise as they were released from Batdudes chest and a breaking noise from the weight that fell upon them. She straddled Dell, who lay partially on top of Batdude, one hand at his throat the other holding his hand that held the opened knife. She tilted her head back, her mouth open and fangs showing, as if she got off on the violence of it. Which, in fact, she did. She ground her hips against Dell and the action had her latex catsuit bare her full breasts to him, directly in front of his face. The zipper of it digging into her shaved and slick pussy as she rotated her hips, her own arousal flaring to life. Do you like what you see? I can tell and I can feel. Im going to make your dick weep just when I sink my fangs into you. Moving her hand from the front of his throat to the back of it, she pulled his body upwards, and her lips met his in a rough violent bruising kiss that had her tongue slipping out between them and licking his bottom lip before she pushed it past his lips, moaning from the taste.
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Batdude had no knowledge of Alistair as the Scot entered the room. He did have a knowledge of pain, though. Severe, way, way unsexy pain. Nng...nnhuu... He heard something, someone in the background. He heard someone, but it was hard to hear over his own gr- nggghh fuck ! When Dell grabbed Eve, pulling her, pulling the nipple clamp with her, Batdude's body shot up, as much as he realistically could within his restraints. Then it quickly fell back, hips shifting left and right as he realized how the movement pushed the fishing hook even more into his scrotum. These shifts, in turn, ended up rubbing the dildo against the mattress, and that unwanted friction in his rectum must have rubbed against his prostate or something, because it caused his big dick to strain - within the fishing line, mind you. Jesus fucking Christ, it hurt to exist . What began as a long, howling whine eventually rescinded to a series of shorter ones, before dissipating completely. Batdude lay there, as still as he possibly could, head wafting weakly from side to side as a low, barely audible whimper accompanied every exhale of breath.
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Dell had been completely taken by surprise, an event that didn't often occur. The scent of blood in the air, combined with the sight of Evelyn's exposed form had been more than enough distraction, though, and she was on him instantly. She was older, faster, and stronger, so there wasn't much he could do to stop her when she had the jump on him. Soon he found himself pinned to the bed, leaned back over Batdude's torso, and somehow had enough clear thought to be thankful that they were sideways on the bed and not just a little to the right, where he would have felt something other than glass stabbing into his back. Glass! It was then that he realized that the heated glasses had broken, and he could feel the sharp pains of the shards that dug through his clothes and into his skin. He could already feel the beast taking over as the pain drove him into a bit of a primal state. Then there was this woman straddling him, his legs hanging off the sides of the bed and the squirming prisoner beneath him. Her breasts were exposed and bouncing madly from the movement, and he found himself mesmerized by the sight, not to mention what seemed to be going on lower. Without warning, he was pulled into a rough, almost violent kiss, his canines extending in response as he growled against her lips, biting her bottom lip and drawing a bit of blood from her. He hadn't tasted an Elder's blood in some time, and it drove his senses mad. Pressed his lips into hers more fully, he had completely forgotten about the wretch behind him, now falling into a much more instinctive state permeated by the scent of blood and heavy arousal that filled the air around him and assaulted his superhuman senses.
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Eve enjoyed the mixed taste of his mouth, wholly Dell mixed with alcohol. When he bit her lip, she purred, and ground against his hard shaft. Pushing him back away from her mouth, she slid her fingers through the buttons on his shirt and ripped it open. Her latex covered nails digging into his chest as she did so. She purred low in her throat at the hard expanse of his chest before she took hold of his tie and pulled him forward once more. Her lips captured his once more in another brutal kiss, the bite on her lip not even registering. She nibbled down his chin and along his jaw, before her tongue slid down his neck in a wet caress. As she moved down, she pulled on his tie to move his head more to the side and downwards, so that his face was buried against one of her breasts. She paused her with lips at his jugular, opening her mouth wide, her fangs sank in. At the first taste of his blood in her mouth, she moaned against his neck, and her hips moved undiluted against his erection, wanting to feel the thick hard length inside of her. One arm snaked up his chest and moved over his shoulders, pulling his shirt and suit jacket down over his shoulders and pinning his arms back behind him. His body was all hot toned muscle and she wanted to just devour him alive in every way possible.
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Pondering whether or not Dell permitted her to continue on with her antics, he needed to analyze the situation before making a move. Evelyn was definitely a stunning woman in regards to her physical appearance, but it did not mean he was allowed to abandon his duties to this establishment. Fishing out two kukri knives from his jacket, this hinted that the professional killer was fully committed to fight if necessary. No doubt he loved the pain Batdude went through, acknowledging his sadist tendencies. Grinding the blades against each other with his bizarre eyes hidden by his hat, Alistair secretly hoped the vampire gave him the perfect excuse to slice her. Judging by the fact there was no resistance thus far, this was a hint his services were not needed at the moment. Nothing of note was occurring, not to mention the rest of security did not need his presence. As intriguing this scene was, the hitman knew she could overpower his boss and possibly feast upon him. Cold and calculating in his actions, similar to a predator he waited for the time to strike. Sure this was rather awkward for him to watch, granted Alistair had to defend his fellow security member. Smoking his cigarette calmly he watched how things would transpire, playfully grinding the kukri like a maniac.
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Dell didn't relent, still pounding away at the sexy vampiress even as she contorted her body in ways that were nearly impossible for a mere human. But neither of them were human, were they? They were both possessed of strengths that no human was capable of, and control over their bodies that most creatures could only imagine. The arch of Evelyn's body made her large breasts stand out even more as they bounced furiously from his powerful thrusts. Dell had moved his hand from her back to grip her other hip, claws digging into her flesh once more, when she had wrapped her legs back around him and arched her body up to wrap her arm around his neck, holding her firmly in place as his fingers dug into her hips and he hammered her relentlessly. Parts of their tattered clothes still hung from their bodies as an indication of their loss of control, which somehow only made the entire experience that much better for him. Growling once more, again sounding more like an animal than a man, his long, thick cock continued to invade her tight, inviting cunt forcefully, sinking as far as it could with the angle it was given, stretching her as it pushed its way deep into her after withdrawing enough that the head could be partially seen time and time again. It had been a very long time since he'd been with a woman he could fuck with all his might and not have to hold anything back, and he was so lost in his lust that he just couldn't stop. There were no words spoken by the dhamphir...he couldn't even form a thought coherently enough to speak if he wanted to. There were simply grunts and growls of lust and pleasure. Finally, he leaned forward a bit to try and shake the vampiress from her grip on his neck, attempting to use gravity to force her hands down onto the bed, or onto Batdude if needed, to support herself, letting his hands slip down from her hips to take hold of her upper thighs once her got the desired result, keeping her legs wrapped around him as his claws dug into her flesh again, now having a position that allowed him to push his cock deeper into her. The altered position not only allowed her to be filled by him even more, but also got much more sway and bounce from her big, beautiful breasts as her body was rocked and shaken by the inhuman force that was pounding her pussy mercilessly. Teeth clenched, more growls and grunts passed between them as Dell gave in fully to the beast that had taken over his mind. There was nothing there now except pure animal lust, and Eve was fully reaping the benefits of it.
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Evelyn grunted as she fell forward and her hands meet soft flesh with enough force that it would bruise. The heels of her hands dug in while Dell pounded into her. Her pussy gripped his cock, clenching and unclenching around it, she was so close. As he pounded into her from this new position, Evelyn moaned as an orgasm ripped through her. Yet, it wasn't enough, she wanted to fucking scream because it would be just that powerful. Pushing against his one of his hands on his hips, she couldn't get it dislodged, so she pushed harder and hearing a pop, she felt as his wrist gave way as his hand was forced from her, taking blood and flesh with it. This made her drop down on one side, her face now towards Batdude's, but it wasn't him that she was staring at. Her eyes were revetted on Dell himself, unable to decide which part of him she wanted to look at. His handsomely rugged face with those gorgeous eyes and lips, the muscles that danced and flexed on his chest and stomach with each thrust forward into her tight wet cunt. With her on her side, she slipped one leg through Dell's, not even stopping him from pounding into her. Her other leg went straight up in the air, and then she put it over his shoulder, her eight inch heel locked behind his head. She groaned and her eyes became heavy lidded at the feel of his cock deep inside her, stretch her to the fullest capacity, and the feel of his balls smacking against her pussy with each forceful thrust made her feel as if she were between heaven and hell. So hot it froze and so cold it burned her alive.
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Dell felt his wrist snap as Evelyn managed to break free of his grasp, falling onto the bed and Batdude somewhat sideways, yet managing to maintain their contact. His other hand moved quickly to adjust, gripping her thigh as it was slung over his shoulder and sinking claws into her flesh once more. The broken wrist was already crackling as it began the healing process, and was soon back to normal. Reaching beneath her once the wrist was healed, her gripped her hip to help support her lower body, adjusting to the new position as he looked her over with quite the wicked grin. He seemed pleased with the change in position, able to get even deeper into her, and he took full advantage. Growling again through clenched teeth, his hips began to hammer at her relentlessly once again, this time sinking his cock all the way to the hilt, pushing itself to its limit inside her and stretching her to hers around it as it repeatedly withdrew only to invade her tight, wet pussy again and again. He was rather pleased with now having a view of those huge tits bouncing and jiggling wildly from the force of his thrusts, and it only made him want to fuck her even harder. By this time he was pounding her as if he wanted to simply destroy her pelvic bones, suck force coming from his hammering hips that he was moving the bed a little bit each time he drove his cock into her. Those primal grunts and groans never ceased, and he seemed focused on nothing more than making her scream in ecstasy, or possibly for mercy, or even some combination of the two. Hell, he just wanted to make her scream for something, and his violent assault on her quivering sex was all the proof anyone needed of his intentions. He simply wanted to fuck this woman into submission, or oblivion, whichever came first.