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Thread: Vampire Betrothal

He had freed his cock and had his hand at the bottom of her dress now, pulling at it, ripping it open from the bottom up to her waist to expose her to him, his fingers moving blindly to pull aside any underclothing she might have on so that he might be able to fuck her properly. He was so intent on what he was trying to reach that he didn't see the blow of her forehead to his nose coming and the next thing he knew there was a crock of cartilage and a spurt of blood pouring from his broken nose. This was unexpected, he had been so caught up in the moment that his guard had been lowered and the sudden pain was practically blinding to him, to think that this little elf had managed to break his nose, even knowing that it would heal very soon and look no different then it always had Dominic was still enraged. For a moment the world was a white ball of pain, his eyes closed and the room seemed to spin as he stumbled back from her, having released her arms at the shock of the pain but still his fingers had remained entangled in the hem of her dress and tore away a portion of it. When his eyes cleared a moment later there was nothing left but rage there, the ability to reason seemed to have vanished from his mind and all that was left was an animalistic desire to make her pay. The flow of the blood from his nose seemed to have stopped but it had poured down over his chin and even stained his shirt That was a mistake. He growled at her as he threw aside the scraps of her dress that had come away in his hand before he ripped away his now ruined shirt. I was willing to be gentle, I was willing to ensure that you enjoyed your first time and made a good husband for you. He pointed out as he stalked back towards her, the anger mingling with lust as he saw more of her body revealed to him before. Now its going to hurt, your parents will no doubt hear your screams before I am done with you and then I will drag your naked body out before the entire body and drink from you, that way no one can question the validity of our marriage. Again he lept for her, looking to drag her to the ground so he would be able to take her hard and fast like she deserved.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

Celebrian's breath was panted, a rush or adrenaline barely allowing her to process things. Her mind had shut off all executive functioning, it was now purely animalistic instinct. That shot of blood from his nose, that tempting taste that had previously been smothered into her lips tempted her, the smell of it, the sight of it rolling from his lips, to his chin and sliding to his shirt. But no, that was one animal instinct she should not be concentrating on. As soon as his hand left her wrist and she was allowed space to move, she darted to the door, the pieces of her dress flying in oposite direction completely disregarded. It was do or die, and the door was so close. She had barely managed to grap its handle, which didn't seem to be budging anyway, when she instinctively looked back at the sound of his voice. She could tell he was angry, that he wanted to hurt her, make her pay. Was it all because of a broken nose? Did she hurt his pride? No matter what it was, there was no stopping her fate. All she could do was show the world what a monster he was. As he ripped away his shirt, she ripped off the door's handle, the beautiful wood now splintered all over the floor. Despite her conditions, her breast bulging from the torn top, her beautiful black lace panties peeking from her half-torn skirt, her legs pale against the bit of light, she glared at him, determined to fight, handle still at hand, facing him. It was probably the most unorthodox weapon in the room, and the lanterns might have been a better choice, or the window a better escape route for that matter. No matter, she had no choice. How exactly were you planning that? By feeding me your blood? She knew it was part of the ritual, and could already begin to feel why. By fucking me gently instead of ravaging me? Don't make me laugh. Everyone here will know you're a rapist. Whether we're married or not, they'll know it wasn't by choice. Her heart was racing, her pupils wide, waiting for any movement. She had to react as soon as he lunged at her, try to stab his stomach and this time head for the window. She managed to react to his attack, but not hard enough. She was thrown to the floor by the sheer power of his leap, but still held the nuts and bolts of the doorknob to meet his stomach.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

He had seen her tearing out the doorknob in a makeshift weapon, at first he thought she had meant to try to run from him which wouldn't have gotten her very far at all, though they were alone in this area of his manor she wouldn't be able to get back to the main ball without running across his underlings who would only drag her back to him while likely stripping away even more of her clothing in an attempt to enjoy the sight of her body before their master and sire cemented his claim on her and made such a thing tantamount to betrayal against him. But instead of trying to run and maybe find a better sort of weapon with which to fight him off she seemed to want to stand her ground with the doorknob, which might have some sharp edges to it but in the end wasn't much of a weapon at all, especially against a vampire. She would have done better to grab one of the larger chunks of wood from where the doorknob had broken the wood of the door and tried to use that as a dagger, at least a large sharp point of wood in the chest had a chance of hitting his heart and killing him. He had hardly heard the words that escaped from her mouth before he threw himself at her and the improvised weapon that she sought to use on him as he bore her to the ground. As they landed with a crash he twisted his body as best he could, having seen the attempt to strike coming. Instead of stabbing deep into the hardened flesh of his abdomen the twist saved him from the worst possible outcome, but not keeping him entirely from harm, the screws scrapping across his flesh and drawing thin lines of blood before he had pinned her arm down between their bodies, making further strikes nearly impossible. Your parents sold you to me. He whispered into her ear as his hands worked to pull the poor weapon from away from her and threw it across the room before his hand pulled her panties to the side, exposing her cunt to him as he quickly started to rub it, seeking to build up moisture that would ease his entry into her. You don't seem to be able to wrap your head around that, you have tasted my blood and I have tasted yours as well, as far as any of the ancient laws are concerned you and I are man and wife... you are my property and you can hardly rape what you own. After he spoke he nipped at her neck again, drawing just a little more blood which he quickly lapped up, savoring the taste of purity, something that elves never seemed to lose. Then, without any warning and using his hand to guide himself Dominic thrust forward as hard as he could, looking to bury himself in side of her as quickly as he possibly could.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

With so many possibilities she had, time had left her with none, and lack of experience led her to chose the worst. She had even forgotten about his guards in her attempt to more than escape, humiliate him. She barely had experience killing and certainly never another superior being. Had she not been so naive, she might have had a greater chance at escaping such a fate. She had missed her target, hit barely superficially at an angle she shouldn't have. Now she ha this man on top of him, a man who knew just how to move to strike pain, and keep from being strikken. She could feel the bit of blood staining her dress, a warm sensation against the dampness of her skin, sticking to the rags that remained on her. He hadn't taken the makeshift weapon from her, but with such pressure on her arm from his body pressing against hers, it was getting harder and harder not to drop it, much less use it. They wouldn't have! she refused to believe her parents would have been the cause of this. You did this!Soon enough, her only defense was yanked from her, flying across the room, and he could feel his hand, getting heated up from the sexual desire but still cooler than her body, pushing her panties against her thigh, his hand exploring her most private of parts. She'd masturbated before, but having someone else do it for her, in such an instinctive, alert state, it only made her even wetter, despite herself. I am not your property! she insisted, her heart beating fast, trying to think through the overflow of stimuli, the barrage of sensations she'd never been open to before. She tried to think, forced herself to think, to not just respond to him and to fight his words, but escape. Her free arm, the one that wasn't pressed between their bodies, fumbled to find another weapon in the nearby floor. Maybe another splinter of wood... AH! mix of pain and pleasure hit her again, her neck ever too sensitive to his bites, and the lust in her growing by the smell of his blood. Marriage is not ownership! Its commitment! She felt his tongue lapping at her neck and close her eyes shut tightly. She wasn't feeling pleasure, she wasn't, she couldn't! She had to get out, she had to escape, she had to do something...! Aaahh! another jolt of new sensations entered her, quite literally, as his dick entered unceremoniously to her virgin pussy, consumed by her virgin lips. She was tight, she was very tight, but she was also getting quite wet. Now her blood would mix with his inside her, her hymen broken in a single thrust. It hurt, it was too hard, too fast... but that didn't mean there wasn't more to it.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

The moment he entered her a sigh of pleasure escaped from Dominic's lips, she felt amazing, fantastic, better then he could have ever expected and of course it was made all the better by the fact that her body was responding against her will, he could feel the moisture there, growing by the second as he tore through her virginity. As he buried himself inside of her, forcing her body to accommodate his size he pressed his hips against hers, grinding himself against her, his crotch moving against her clit in an attempt to stimulate her as his cock twisted inside of her. I don't see why you bother trying to deny the truth. He growled into her ear with a chuckle, his tongue moving out to trace lightly over her skin, savoring her taste. Slowly he started moving, not out of any real concern for how it might feel for her but instead because he was taking his time to enjoy the sensation of being deep inside of her and wanted to make it last for as long as it could. With slow and even strokes he drew himself out from her before pushing deep back inside until his hips met hers again, each and every movement bringing his cock nearly all the way out of her before it was thrust back inside. Your parents over extended themselves and made some very poor business deals over the years and in order to keep your entire family from ending up on the streets doing whatever it took in order to survive they agreed that I could have you instead. He grinned as she said this, wondering if she would realize the depth of her families betrayal, if she knew they had sold her to him with full knowledge of what he was and what would likely happen to her. It wasn't long though before he was unable to hold himself back, taking his time had been enjoyable but his lust was overwhelming him and he would not be denied. With a grunt he began to move harder against her, thrusting in and out of her rapidly now as his hips slapped against hers, filling the room with the noise of their bodies, his hand hands moving over her as he fucked her roughly now, no real care given to her own pleasure or keeping her from experiencing pain but instead he was wholly focused on his own needs, an animal wholly given over to his lusts. You just had to fight me, just had to show how strong you thought you were. He hissed as he roughly twisted one of her nipples. I will break you of that nasty rebellious streak soon enough though, as soon as I am done here I will drag you out in front of the assembled guests at the ball and feed you more of my blood as I drink from you... and not a single person there will speak up in your defense, you family will remain silent unless they want to loose everything they own.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

Whimpers and moans escaped her lips as pain mingled with pleasure, her body fighting and wanting him at the same time. She could feel his weight against her, his dick penetrating her, pushing her insides appart, he could feel his crotch against her clit, so hot, so hard. He was getting her soooo weeet... She could feel the very moment he broke her hymen, the way his cock just tore through it, a painful rip of her very insides, a sensation unlike any other, and never to be experienced again. She could feel his breath on her ear, enticing her as he taunted her, making her wince with pleasure and disgust as his tongue tasted her skin. She could begin to feel him moving inside her, softly, rhythmically, his entire length almost escaping her only to fully penetrate her once more. THis made her even more desperate, but more unable to try to escape, as she could barely concentrate on trying to resist, much less on finding something to stab him with. You... you LIAR! she yelled, desperately, trying to escape the truth if only a little longer. You... you did something... you sabotaged them... you... you blackmailed them... they... they would never do this to me! As she yelled this, he started moving harder, faster, more beastly than ever. It felt good, it felt really good, as she had managed to conform herself to his dick, moans of pleasure escaping her. It was, however, also a lot more painful, and this pain helped her focus, it helped her keep her mind on what mattered, and what mattered was getting out of here. Again she began to fidget around, her fingers wondering though the nearby area, she could feel it, she could feel a long splinter just beyond her reach. Her fingers could barely grab it, as he entertained himself with her body, hopefully he'd be distracted enough by her moans as his hands explored her. You... ah! You brute! she yelled, her nipples quite sensitive as he twisted them, but she used this to her advantage. With pain and pleasure mingling to give her focus and momentum, she stabbed his back with the shard of wood on the floor. She stabbed him once, twice, over and over. I will not... be your bride! I will not... let you drink from me! And I will not! Drink any more of that blood of yours!
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

The pleasure he was feeling was close to overwhelming him and it was immensely enjoyable but it was also a little bit disappointing, he was hearing her moans of pleasure and wanted to make sure that she came before he was done, something that would humiliate her beyond just about anything else. He was trying to focus on something else in order to bring himself back from the edge as he continued to fuck her just as powerfully as before, distracting himself in that manner wasn't working all that well though, he would need to find a way to make this last a little bit longer. And as if she were trying to indulge him he felt a pain in his shoulder blade, left side, something stabbing over and over again into his flesh. Twisting his head he looked back at what she was using, a shard of wood, little more then an over sized splinter but still it would be enough if her aim was better, the wood wasn't likely to get into his heart through the back, far too much muscle and bone in the way when trying to go through the front and slip between right between the ribs into the heart. Still he couldn't just let her keep stabbing him, something had to be done in order to stop her. With a growl of anger he pulled out of his bride and quickly flipped her over, up onto her knees while pulling her arms back behind her back so her face remained down in as he entered her again. In the way that he had moved her so quickly about the splinter had remained buried in his back and he could feel the blood dripping down him as the splinter kept it open and kept him bleeding. Carefully, to make sure she wouldn't be able to strike him again he grasped both of her wrists in one hand and reach behind him to withdraw the splinter, seeing it covered in his blood. Really if you won't stop fighting me like this you will spend your entire life in chains. He warned her as his free hand, having discarded the splinter, reached down beneath her body. Swiftly his fingers searched out that sensitive nub of flesh at the apex of her cunt, swiftly rubbing it as he continued to fuck her hard and fast. Just give into my desires my dear, give into your own pleasure so we can enjoy eternity together.
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

Her attack had been useless, that much was to be expected, but anger and desperation were filling her. What choices did she really have? Should she had done this to herself instead, riding herself of such a life, a noble death as the Japanese put it? What if what he said about her family ended up being true? Her anger was the only thing keeping her from being drowned in pleasure, the pleasure of him inside her in her aroused state. She could feel his dick pulling out of her and soon being flipped over, quickly overpowering her. His movements were far too fast for her to even be able to respond soon he was behind her and she completely under his grasp. This whole posture was demeaning, she thought as she grit her teeth. She thought of him no more than a beast, wanting to hurt her and humiliate her in every possible way. Then she smelled his blood. In this state of heightened pleasure and awareness, she felt herself getting aroused by that aphrodisiac blood. It was driving her insane. But she had to fight it. She felt when he entered again, the position allowing him to penetrate deeper into her, and a moan escaped her. Already the smell of his blood was driving her insane. However, at his words, she tried to remain strong. Better to die with your head high than live kneeling. she said through gritted teeth. This was easily pushed aside by his swift fingers, screams and moans mingling as he pressed in and out of her and her cunt was being rubbed. She didn't get his words. Why did he want eternity? Did he really want to please her? Then why the hell was he doing this? But it felt so good... she was barely able to hold her senses, her fists tightening, her insides tightening....
Thread: Vampire Betrothal

He openly laughed at her words about not wanting to live on her knees, redoubling his fingers movements against her clit in order to drive her to the heights of pleasure, he could feel the way she was tightening around him and if not for the capacious amounts of fluids that she was producing to lubricate her cunt he would have never been able to fuck her this hard or fast. He knew her climax was approaching and he was working as hard as he could to hold his own off for as long as he could, knowing it would only increase the intensity of the climax for the both of them when it finally hit. I have heard people say things like that before my love. He whispered, his voice half mocking but holding truth as well. They always die far before their time, not realizing the pleasures that can come through willing submission, death is final but life... even a life on your knees is filled with possibility. He knew his words would likely only encourage her to rebel later on but given time and a steady diet of his blood he knew he would be able to break down her resistance, he didn't want to break her too quickly or serverly though otherwise she might never recover from what was happening to her and end up taking her own life. You can try to resist me, you can fight me as long as you like but in the end I know I will have you, I will have your heart and soul as well as your body, we have all the time in the world together so I would suggest you just accept your station and come to enjoy what I can do for you. With those words he dragged his fangs over her shoulders, small lines of blood forming from the scrapes which his tongue quickly ran over the small rivulets of blood. It was the taste of the blood that put him over the edge, without slowing his thrusts or his fingers for even a moment he let loose a roar that must have been heard throughout the manor, even by his guests, his body reaching climax and several long hot strands of cum spurting from his cock deep into her as he kept fucking her, so great in volume that it began to leak from between their joined bodies. That was amazing. He praised her as he finally came to a stop, resting against her and even kissing the side of her neck tenderly. Tell me love, did you enjoy it as much as I did?
Thread: Duel of Fates (closed)

Asajj pushed, and pushed until finally she could slide out from under the cooling tower without striping down to her skin. Smoke chocked the small room as she gasped for each and every breath using her sith training to suck every ounce of oxygen form the air. Every droid either fell into the chasm of the reactor core and was sucked into oblivion or lay cut cleanly in half. Cruiser 1 1 2 are you there only static answered back grasping the small com link she let it join the droids in death. Using the force she pushed out and found none of the simple small clone minds she knew so well. She could feel it the young jedi was not dead too many times she seemed to grasp only for victory only to have it stolen away. I know you are alive you are like a ripple in my pond you cannot hide from me when you radiate youre feelings Slowly she moved blood oozed out of a small wound on one arm and leg small but enough to slow her to a walk. The place was falling apart the charges did not rend it in two as she planned. Still the base would soon be no more and her with it if she did not do something to affect her escape. come now young one if I wanted you dead then surely you would already be one with the force, would you not she laughed half bluffing half sure that even unarmed she was more than a match for one lone jedi whelp. Slowly she pushed the fingers her free hand over her head it came back slick would she simply bleed to death.
Thread: Duel of Fates (closed)

Ahsoka groaned as she pulled herself from underneath the rubble of what had, just recently, been a wall. That had been while she was covering the retreat of her master and the clones in the facility, but now the escape route was destroyed, trapping the young togrutan Jedi with Ventress. The thought of the Sith made Ahsoka bite her bottom lip in frustration, the woman seemed to be a bigger thorn in the Jedi's side that the Separatists sometimes. As the young Togrutan tried to stand she cried out softly, and looked down at her ankle, and tried to stand again, with the same resort. Sithspit! she cursed mentally. It felt like her ankle was either broken, twisted bad, or maybe just bruised bad. She hoped it was the latter of the two, those she could handle, but if it were broken? She'd be a sitting wompa rat if that were the case. Her thoughts were distracted when she heard Ventress call out to her, and she took a lightsaber, her main one, she'd lost track of the shoto in the explosion and doubted it was still intact, but she'd worry about that. You want a medal or something for not slagging me or something? she called back, testing her arm gingerly. There were a couple of scratches and scrapes along her body, some bled but not badly, though she did want to take care of one on her left forearm since it was bleeding more than the others, not much but still it worried her.