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Thread: First Attempts [Temara]

RE First Attempts Kaleb paused a moment, looking confused at her cross, hurt look, much as he knew it could not have been that easy, not to assuage her. Not to... I did not say it was. Just that I had not decided yet. His hands could not massage her breasts, so they fell and slid beneath the water, tracing her shape to the hips that seemed almost too large for her petite body- almost, but not quite, just as her breasts. The point of perfection, as far as he was concerned, and what he'd pretty much always measured other girls against. And she was so familiar, so his sister, but for the time away somehow exotic as well- they could sense all of each others secrets and usually wheedle them right out, practically steal thoughts mid-sentence, but now it felt as though she had wild and demure little secrets hidden all about her mind and person. Even if at least one of those was bare as day to him at the moment. Kaleb looked his sister in the eye steadily, and raised one wet hand to slick hair away from her face. And the more I think, the less reason I see. We are but one in two. His hand deliberately rose, to the small of her back, and then purposefully pressed her to him, against the hardened chest, and hardened ridge. Kaleb's eyes said all the rest he needed from there, catching her pain like a mirror, but turning a low, controlled heat out against her as well. And lifted his lips to gently touch hers, full lips to full lips.
Thread: First Attempts [Temara]

RE First Attempts For all that her heart beat wildly in her chest as he spoke of their oneness, Kaylee could not help that small kernel that remained of their mother's angelic nature within her, cautioning her not to jump to the conclusions, just because they were the conclusions she wished. Sideways in his lap, his ridge rose beneath her even as he pushed her against him, their lips finding one another in a way that was and yet was more than she'd hoped. Something tender, and soft and purely Kaleb mixed with the heat in a way that was both foreign and familiar even as she twisted, adjusting until she was straddling his lap, his shaft sliding between her legs as if to keep her afloat as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Vous sont sr, mon coeur? This was yet the most right she could imagine, and the worst possible thing to get wrong. She had to be certain. Kaylee could not risk...no, she would never risk that, but it would change things. She had no choice but to be careful. Je vous veux. J'ai besoin de vous.
Thread: First Attempts [Temara]

RE First Attempts Kaleb let her move, setting himself firmly against the tub in as close as he could get to a braced seat within it, yet made sure his legs were spread enough and hips forward enough to offer full access to his entire length, while her body very gently found it and stayed itself. A tiny ember of something dark, hungry and impatient and uncontrollable burned inside him and set his mind afire, body tingling in anticipation. The one hand weaved itself into Kaylee's hair, across the back of her scalp, and let the fingers just barely brush her ear as he showed her a grin more his father than Kaleb normally ever seemed to be. Oui.
Thread: First Attempts [Temara]

RE First Attempts For a time more rare than usual, but still more often than their older sister, Kaylee was silent no words to be said as she simply answered him with a soft smile, unlike her more exuberant ones. She had 'won' the arguement, but there was no victory in her, only a sense of things being the way they should be. She shifted her hips and leaned her head forward, pressing soft lips to his neck, jaw and ears even as her lower body moved atop him, sliding until the edge of his shaft rested within her nest of nether hair. Slowly, her lips and teeth moved along his flesh, teasing, tantalizing as he pressed against her entrance and still she was silent as the sun began to fade in the background. A more perfect moment, the girl within her could not have asked for. Mhmmm..., she murmured softly as she shifted again, one hand sliding from his shoulder down his chest and between them to adjust things more properly. So softly and yet effectively she moved until the taut head of his shaft was pressing just the barest hint into her tight sheath. Her hand came out of the water and her body dipped as she moved her head lower upon his neck, and just that easily her body wrapped around his almost greedily, although only the first inch or so almost as if by purest accident. Mon cadeau vous, mon coeur And with that simple proclamation her hips surged forward, pushing his entire length in as far as their position would allow even as a tiny cry elicited from her lips and she bit upon his flesh to repress the noise. It hurt, it hurt so much.. .She had known that it would and already she could feel it fading, but she remained still, silent and simply held onto Kaleb. Love hurts, ma chere. , she could hear their mother's voice in her ear when Kaylee had once asked her why she let papa go on his adventures. Love hurts, but you must know pain in order to know joy. For every time he leaves, I know he will return. She had never understood before, but this moment made her believe that she did, only differently than her mother understood it. This was a love that shared that pain, that shared that joy. They were not less nor more than the other. Even in this moment, she couldn't imagine a life without Kaleb.
Thread: First Attempts [Temara]

RE First Attempts Mmm, Kaleb moaned between closed lips, at the kisses all about, feeling the soft sensation of her lips and the little pinpricks of attention to sensitive spots. His hips shifted slightly, forward and back and forward again, until she sat at the edge and he groaned, holding himself still. Kaleb let her tease, hands sliding up and down her person, pulling skin and letting the hardened, but still mostly smooth, hands move about, the sliding sensation on her back and sides. Kaleb grew tense as the little fingers found him, before relaxing again as he'd been trained, sometimes to excess it felt like, to do. With things actually going on, it was nothing like before, however. They hadn't started and yet he knew he should be thankful for the training on his concentration and stamina. He shuddered a moment- then stopped. It wasn't in after all, was it? He felt something though, around the head, not warm so much as hot and close, even inside the hot water it was distinctly sealed around his head, surprising for how easily it had seemed to accept him. The hand drew water up her back, towards the back of her neck as the formerly higher hand explored her side, letting his sister set her mouth about drawing more reaction from his throat. Kaylee he crooned. And then Kaleb cried out, a gasp of ecstasy, surprise, and pleasurable pain as her teeth sunk in and she overwhelmed him, a sensation he'd had plenty of mimicries to imagine some, but none that had informed him of just what was to come, what to expect. For a moment, the boy trembled, and looked at his sister... but she needed him. Kaylee remained still, traitorously, but perhaps mercifully, but he could see her trembling, and he could feel both the pain and something else radiating off her, the bright, overwhelming joy. The sheer love and connection of two that were the same- that of self and other in one. Two necessarily separate parts of a single piece, each with a vital role to play for the whole. And his was to kiss, light and gentle across her collarbone and throat, up the windpipe and about her cheek until he kissed budding tears away, and looked his sister straight in the eye, hands gently massaging her back and sides to calm her and soothe her. This didn't hurt for him, so he had to resist- he had to stay put until she was ready to move on, and for the moment they'd take her pace. If it took all night for her to be ready, the wait would have been no thing of concern. Here he could stay forever.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

A yawn broke through Katy's lips as she walked slowly down the sidewalk on a long stretch of darkened road. The only light was the light of the moon, hazy and obscured with clouds and pollution, casting a dull yellow glow like a tiger's eye. Katy had night classes, she was in college and found herself stretched thin between working two jobs and school. Her schedule was jam-packed, and getting home at a decent hour was nothing short of a joke. Sighing, she slung her book bag over her left shoulder, her mind going over what she'd need to do before she let herself go to bed. Homework, a hand full of chores, picking out her clothes for the next day... oh, god forbid she forgot to drop off the rent check. I'm really beginning to regret electing to live on my own... It was a chilly night, spring was slowly coming but the air was still cold and the ground hard and frosty at the late hour. She was wearing black denim jeans, and a red corduroy jacket over a lace-trimmed tank top, looking pretty and reasonably warm. Her long red hair was loose, fluttering around her face and down her back as her bright blue eyes stared straight ahead, hard with concentration, and unaware of the dangers she should have been alert to.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

Katy hadn't seen it coming, but when she suddenly felt the contact- her hair stood on end and her body instantly triggered into action- her muscles tensing and reflexively her legs and arms kicked out- seeking contact with him, any part of him, to do some damage so she could break free. But he was several steps ahead of her, and his anticipation of her struggle worked well for him- preventing her from kicking him where it hurt, and her nails from digging into his face like they had flailed around attempting to do. The snatches of his visage she got amid her struggle.... were not familiar to her. Though he had been in her class, there wasn't a shred of recognition in her eyes even when he finally had her pinned- gasping and crying- on the cold concrete. Katy felt winded and terrified, those bright blue eyes staring up at him as he leaned in to whisper threats to her. But even though she was scared, Katy was not going to give in this easily- even with his assurance that he'd hurt her, she started to scream Rape, rape! like she had been taught, her voice shrill with terror as the cry dragged out and raked through the night air. Someone must have heard her, right? Yet her face was frozen with alarm as she waited for the promised pain, only hoping that someone would come to her aid before he did any real damage, but her screams would not stop until he silenced them himself. Katy knew if she was not saved now, she probably would never be. Like everyone else, she'd heard the stories of girls going missing... and oh, how rarely they ever came home... Katy didn't want to be one of those girls.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

His hand quickly went for her mouth, trying to cover it as he followed through with his promise by slamming his knee right back into her groin again. He had gained the upper hand, and he would not lose it now. He took his knee and rammed it a few more times up into her crotch, oh how he hated to cause her pain. He needed to though, he needed to cause her pain, he needed to cause her extreme pain, he needed to cause debilitating pain that would stop her struggle. He needed to cause her so much pain she would give in, and he pressed the advantage he had. He would've go for her blue eyes, but he wanted to look into them earlier, he would've go for her lovely throat, but he would never forgive himself if he damaged the way she spoke, or more importantly... the way she moaned. However, he doubted a few knees would pale in comparison for what he had planned for what lay between her legs for later. He wished there were a prettier way, a way that wouldn't tussle her hair so, a way that wouldn't cause her such duress. If only she knew what was coming, what he would give to her, she would follow him to his car willingly once she understood the pleasure he was capable of. Oh no, this isn't a simple rape Katy, you are mine now, and I will have you on your fucking knees begging for it by the time this night is through, just because of what you won't want me to do to you. This is going to be rough, he continued, his voice escalating from a whisper into an animalistic growl as his left pressed down hard upon her chest. His fingers feeling her breast with a spread hand as he pushed down to fight her struggle. His glasses fell off, but they were only plain glass anyways, not affecting his eyesight in the. With his hands still busied, one trying his best to silence her, the other trying to keep her still and enjoying the feel he had no choice but to send one last hard knee into her abused crotch, trying his best to cause her to break, to cause her to give in so he could transport her without anymore screams. You don't understand the situation Katy, you've got one last chance to give in and come with me peacefully. Then I'll have to bring out the tazer, the duct tape over your lips, which I don't want to have to do. Hell, if you come with me now nice and easy, I might find the time to let you make a phone call goodbye to some people from your old life. After you come with me Katy, you'll see, it'll just like being born again. Now doesn't that sound fun? Come on, up we go, let's give it a try. He'd wasted too much time, and so he stood up quickly, pulling her up by the shoulders as he tried to drag her underneath one arm, the other still trying to clamp over her mouth, untrusting of what she may attempt, not sure if she would follow his orders or not. Only a few minutes off the side of the trail he had parked, in a parking lot for a small trail that was usually only frequented by people in the daytime. Most people had learned that night-time in this park, was not a safe time to be there.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

Pain made stars dance before her eyes, and muffled sobs escaped her lips as she slowly started to go limp. But she wasn't giving up yet, just going still so he would drop his guard- before she plunged into struggling full force again, but he seemed to be ready for it whether or not he was surprised by it. Tears streaked her moonlight-pale skin, her vision blurred with them as she felt him start to pull and drag her... Katy didn't make it easier, but all the struggling and screaming had taken a lot out of her already. The adrenaline, which had been there at first to kick her into action- was quickly depleting. He'd caught her at such a vulnerable time, when she was already exhausted from a long day of work and school. Her energy was just gone at this point, and while her screams steadily grew hoarse and her kicking and flailing arms grew less frequent and weaker... it didn't look like she'd break easily. It was only her physical limitations that inhibited her now. This man is a psycho... even with his glasses off, she didn't recognize him. Though with her tear-blurred eyes, that was hardly surprising. She tried to bite the hand clamped over her swollen mouth to make him let go, but the effort was rather wasted since what she could do was little more than a pinch with his strong grip. He had a lot of stamina and strength, and though she didn't know it, he'd probably made sure he'd gotten plenty of rest for this moment to make sure he was in his prime. What she did recognize.... was that he knew her name. He'd spoken it, so familiarly, as if she should know him too. And not just once, either. It wasn't a guess, it wasn't on a name tag or anything. Who was he? And if she knew him, then why didn't she recognize him? And didn't that mean that someone else might remember him hanging around her? The gears in her mind whirred wildly while she thought, as he dragged her she tried to trip him by stumbling awkwardly and forcing her leg to kick at his knees. Being 'born again' did not sound fun, and with each passing moment her fear only grew. It didn't sound like it was going to be just one nightmarish night, but several, maybe going on forever...
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

Get away from me... she whimpered hoarsely, definitely aching all over- her muscles stiff from the long ride in the trunk. She was curled up in the fetal position, and felt that she couldn't move even if she wanted to.... and she most certainly did. Why should she just take his word for it, that it'd be pointless to run? How could she just lie there and let him do as he pleased? Katy was quite a sight, with her bright red hair tumbled about her face and her milk white skin decorated with bruises from being jostled around and struggling. People will look for me. They'll find you. she insisted, though her voice was low and weak- she was confident of that fact, sure that she'd be saved from this psychopath. Life just couldn't be this cruel, right? Her faith was strong and she felt like that would be her protection. Even if she did have to suffer tonight, maybe the next.... there was no way that this could go on forever. No way she wouldn't be found... Her eyes cast around wildly, as she started to pull out of the trunk- taking in her surroundings. She didn't know where she was, she had never really been to this part of town- she'd always been a bit seclusive and never got out much, and it wasn't like there was anything to do in this dead, dangerous part of the city. But she could see no way out, not yet. What are you planning to do with me, you sick fuck? and this of course, coming from a girl who probably had cussed less times than she could count on one hand in her entire life- Katy was a very sweet natured girl, but terror was certainly bringing out another color in her and she'd do and say things she never normally would if it meant she could get away.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

The name's Finn, you can call me that if you like... at least for now, eventually we'll get you calling me Master, he said with a bit of a wry smile as he stared at her when he reached the door. Only one light was on in the warehouse, hiding what was in the dark all around them, as he had planned. She would barely see this room, anyways, Come on Katy, I've worked very hard on this, and it's all made just for you, he spoke as if this was not a kidnapping. He spoke as if she was an old girlfriend coming over for a visit, a long-awaited guest. He switched the lock and with one hand shoved open the door, not really caring if she tried to run or not for the moment. Inside revealed a very normal looking bedroom, with a large, luxurious bed. The sheets and blankets all appeared to be new, or at least very close, everything inside was very clean. There was a black carpet upon the floor, which contrasted nicely with the red sheets and blanket set. He stepped inside and urged her to follow, Come, come, come see what's in here. Inside of the main door was the bedroom, and on the opposite side of the bedroom was another door. However, on the west wall of the room there was an open doorway. The room it led to was pitch black, and it was truly the masterpiece of the work he had put into this place. However, he'd save that room for later, instead pointing at the door across the room, That leads to your bathroom and a small kitchen and dining area. You'll find the fridge is stocked with good food, and I'd be happy to show you to cook if you don't know how. You don't need to worry about a thing now Katy... you're here now. Now there's only one more thing I need you to see in here. His voice was inviting, almost with a call to it, like a master calling for a lost pet on a walk. He turned and urged, Come here Katy, unless you want to have to be tackled on the concrete out there and dragged across the floor... why go to all of that trouble?! The little 4-room ensuite was almost like somebody had taken a floor out of a townhouse and teleported it to this warehouse. It was surprisingly... normal, except for the hidden dark room. The bedroom had a dresser, with a few basic extra items of clothing, a spare T-shirt of his and gym shorts he hoped would fit her. There were few decorations, but many places for them to go. Neither of them could see the kitchen, but he knew the work he had put in, it had been a pet project at first. He had wanted to design his own living space, but as time passed, and classes went on... he knew there was only one person that belonged here. Her.
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

You're delusional, I'm never calling you.... that. she snarled in reply to his introduction. She had teeth, and when she was threatened... she used them. But whoever you are, you're going to get caught. You're not going to get away with kidnapping me! ... and whatever else he planned to do. Leaning onto the car for support, she watched him unlock the door and step into the building, beckoning her to come in- with threats, of course. Katy decided she didn't want to get tackled again... she hurt enough as it was, limping slowly over to where he was. What she wasn't all that threatening... just a regular looking living space, the only irregularity she saw being the psychopath standing in it. What was it he wanted her to see. The girl's body was shaking with fatigue and fear, her slender frame tensed up and her arms crossed tightly across her chest as she kept as much space between him and herself as she could get away with. Oh, he definitely wasn't all there, this psychopath... but there was little she could do now, she was hurt and exhausted- limping a bit with all those knees he'd slammed between her legs. Of course she was hurting! Men didn't realize that a good kick there could do a lot of damage, a woman's clitoris sensitive to pleasure as well as pain. Being jumbled around in a trunk didn't do much good, either. Katy didn't notice the hidden dark room, a little preoccupied with the situation to be paying too much attention. He still hadn't told her what he was planning on doing withto her, and her imagination wasn't really twisted enough to have a clear idea. She just knew this was bad... very, very, bad... I just want to go home. If you let me go, I won't tell anyone...
Thread: Walking After Dark (sugarplum and rekoj)

But Katy, don't you understand? he questioned as he closed the door behind her, taking out a key and locking the door, trapping her inside with him. You are home now. He smiled at her as he walked to the darkened room, reaching inside to flick on the single dim light in the room, hanging from the center of the ceiling. What it revealed, there was no other word for it, was a dungeon. There was a wooden bench, chains hanging from the wall, a black dresser which contained God-knows-what, as well as a set of shackles dangling from the ceiling. The walls were still bare concrete, the floor the same. Still, it was evident he had put effort into this room, just an entirely different kind. Now Katy, it's time to break you into your new home, it'll take some time of course, you're strong willed... I always could tell that, even if only by the way you walked. I've always known that you would be mine Katy, always, he spoke matter of factly as he walked back to the woman in the locked bedroom. There was truly nowhere for her to run or hide now, and his eyes gleamed with a sickening lust as he smiled, finally looking straight into her bright blue eyes with his damaged green ones. He stepped up to her, and put his hand on her shoulder, his hand clenching into fist and gripping her brown leather jacket as he took his other hand and began to slowly zip the jacket down. You see Katy, it'll take a while, but you'll love me, don't you worry about that. You'll live to serve me, and you'll love every second... I know it's all confusing, and it's a lot at once... but there's no time to waste. His hand had finished unzipping her jacket, and he tossed it to the side quickly. His hand went to her shoulder and took a tight grip on the exposed flesh, as his other hand went to grope one of her breast with spread fingers, squeezing the soft mound gently, It's time to truly make you mine.