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Thread: A Kings weakness (Venom and Marcuss cont... )

I freeze as i feel the finger of your right hand come into contact with my shaft and it jerks in response to your touch. My mind is to frozen and words unable to leave my lips to protest. The groan of enjoyment slips past as you cup my sac and rub it. Finally I find myself able to speak but am quickly shut down as you press your finger to my lips and your words one more stop me in my tracks. I cant' believe as I meet your eyes I am being seduced by my own niece and here i was letting you. As if your words were a honey toned trap my arms slip around your waist and my larger form engulfs yous , feeling the hard points of your nipples pressed to mine and my cock hard between our bodies. My lips meet yours and maybe a bit to eagerly still I cant' deny that I do want you. And I revel in the taste and feel of your softer lips for long moments before my tongue finds its way into your mouth , demanding the attention of your tongue.
Thread: Its Amazing... (~gray-/-kitten~)

It was almost time to be heading out. Sprawled out on his couch, a book in hand, the owner of the loft-like condo glanced over at the large clock over the door frame. Giving a light smile, Morgan slid off the couch, moving a with a sort of sliding grace that only served to further the impression people sometimes took that he was a girl. Not that he really minded though, and sometimes he even purposely led people to think that, finding it fun every now and then. Dropping the book onto the couch, he moved towards the door, hardly moving a sound on the wooden floor of the entryway. Truthfully, he was a rather feminine one, long dark red hair, cut to around the shoulders everywhere save for the back, where he let it small down to the small of his back. Dark deep hazel eyes peered out from that thrush of dark hair, one having an almost blue tint to it that always served to fascinate under close inspection. Even his frame was slight, lean muscles built around a delicate looking frame. Had he been anyone other than who he was, Morgan might have been seen as a weak sort of person, feeble. However, even as a child, he'd known how to carry himself, walking as an easy and relaxed gait, head held in just the right position, and his reputation didn't hurt either. It was part of the charm that many said he held, a graceful sort of strength. Still though, he didn't think to much about those things, never really having a taste for trying to act greater then others. Checking himself before he opened the door, he had to smile, slipping a tighter fitting white button up over his white t-shirt, dark blue jeans completing his attire for the day. Letting his gaze fall out the window before he left, he took a moment to simply wonder how he had been so lucky as to manage this lifestyle. During the day, Morgan had possibly, in his mind at least, one of the best jobs in the world. Having traveled quite a lot before settling in here in his condo, he's held a vast number of jobs. Photography, writing for papers, even a brief stint in a modeling agency. During that time, he'd racked up a fair bit of interest, becoming a sort of micro-celebrity on the small scale. Now, he enjoyed running business he'd coined. Quite simply, he was a universal adviser, weather it be photography, writing, event planning even some modeling agencies had recruited him, Morgan job was simply passion on what he knew, using his small underground celebrity to make connections for people, networking. It was a bit more complicated then that, but it was interesting, and he liked doing it. However, he also liked doing his second, more secret job, where he was headed tonight, as per usual. Leaving and locking his door behind him, he descended the stairs, exiting and taking a brief moment to stretch his arms, taking in the warm sunlight of the evening summer.
Thread: Its Amazing... (~gray-/-kitten~)

There he was! Aine's first instinct was to hide behind a row of hedges and just watch as he moved in that graceful gait across the lawn to the car. He could have been prince charming for all she cared. In fact, she had spent many days and nights envisioning him in different roles. The prince, the rogue and the... well, the lover. Something about his animal grace caught her attention. She almost wished someone like him might notice someone like her, but she knew that wasn't possible. He was far too unearthly to bother himself with a simple girl. Still, she had to try! Walking out into the evening light, she stopped for a moment. Should she advance and wave to him? It would be quick a random action. No one thought anything of it, right? Why was she putting so much thought into this! With a small laugh, she started forward until... Aine's ill worn sandal caught an uneven edge of the side walk and suddenly she was free falling into the pavement. Face first. Shrieking, she braced herself and ended up on her hands and knees. Not the best of first impressions she wanted to make. In fact, the string of slurs that spilled from her full, pouty lips were anything, but innocent for a girl like herself. They were enough to burn the ears of any saint. Whimpering, she rolled onto her bottom to check her knees which were both skinned and her palms which were rubbed raw from her tumble. Tears prickled at the corner of her eyes, but Aine refused to cry in front of him. She didn't want to be remembered as a cry baby. Was her worship of him so deep that she could actually stop the flow of her tears? Probably not, but she manage to whimper rather then whine and hold her knee while blood welled around the ragged areas. Stupid, stupid..., she taunted herself. Should have worn my sneakers instead. Ah god. Ow... She blinked and started picking a piece of rock or glass from the torn flesh. Ow, ow, ow...
Thread: Its Amazing... (~gray-/-kitten~)

Given the small fame Morgan had drummed up over the years, he'd had his share of interest from various groups. And, as seems happened to most people who had ever been involved in modeling, he'd once been privy to his vary own stalker. This girl however, was no stalker, or at least, thats what he believed. It had been about a month or two ago, at about this same time, when he'd had the odd sensation of being observed. Not about to let own his suspicion, he'd taken an extra careful look through his rear view mirror, in loo of pretending to straighten out his hair. By chance he'd seen her. Looking through what he assumed was her bedroom window. Since then he'd noticed she kept the rather vigilant watch over him, and had come to accept, even appreciate her presence. And he'd waited, patiently, never letting her know he knew of her, much more interested in seeing what she would do on her own. Therefore, when Morgan saw her approaching the sidewalk, he felt as though he were finally having his long expected encounter. The fall however, was unexpected. For a moment, he simply stood, dark eyes watching her as she rolled to her bottom. Only for an instant though, a momentary break in his steady step. Then he was moving again, not any faster or slower then before. Reaching where she sat, he took a moment to stand there, expression mostly blank, though his 'blank' expression always seemed to have the faintest hint of a curious smile to it. Finally, tilting his head, he spoke, revealing that even his voice was a bit feminine, smooth and light, seeming all one tone. It's rather a shame. You have very pretty legs. Letting the corners of his mouth move ever so slightly upward in a welcoming smile, he knelt down next to her, reaching out a hand and resting it on the skin above her skinned knee, leaning in closer and tilting his head, examining the wounds. Biting his lip, he gave out a light breath and spoke again, looking at her other knee as he did. Try not to move them to much, you skinned it fairly thin, and bending it might break whats left. Pausing, he look up finally, meeting her gaze, dark eyes almost seeming to smolder, a trait they took on when a particularly interesting idea came to him. Would you like to come inside? It was my sidewalk you tripped on so the least I can do is offer to fix you up. Smiling a little wider, he paused, and then added. I'll carry you, keep you from having to move your knees? As cruel as it might have sounded, he was almost glad she'd fallen. For there couldn't possibly have been a more interesting way to meet then with that little bit of temptation.
Thread: Its Amazing... (~gray-/-kitten~)

It took more then just a moment to register the words spoken to her or even that shadow falling across the pavement. So surreal could reality get as she slowly peered up at the object of her fascination. That beautiful figure which could pass for male or female depending on his mood was commenting on her legs. A new wave of shame stole Aine's breath away even as he started scooping her from the sidewalk and took her away. And they lived happily ever after, her mind supplied. No, wait, back up! Shaking her head, she sat there for a second while he examined her knee and comment on how it was barely skinned. At least, that's how she translated it when he spoke calmly to her. His fingers lightly ghosting across the little tears and causing her to whimper in feigned pain. so close to stinging. It would start to sharply ache one he got her moving, but wait! He was soon offering to bandage her knee at his place. This must be another one of her famous daydreams. No way would her neighbor even take the time out of his schedule to look after a bumbling fool like herself. Would he? The low throbbing pain in her knees told her that this was quite real. Which meant that the entire time he had been speaking... Aine just started up at him in silent surprise. Her wide green eyes blinking fast, her lips parting and closing as though she wanted to say something, but couldn't find the words. Maybe he had that effect on a lot of people. He certain did on her. I, I don't know, she felt the instinct to say. Her mom would definitely not like her spending time in a stranger's house. Even if that person lived next door to them. Still, she couldn't stop the rush of words that came next. Yes, please, she said all too quickly. Blushing, she lowered her eyes and gave a nervous laugh. I mean... if it's alright. I don't know if I should move them or not. And I might get an infection. Or, uhm... something.
Thread: Its Amazing... (~gray-/-kitten~)

The whole time the girl was looking at him, Morgan just looked right back, holding a sort of half amused smile on his face the entire time.Waiting patiently for her to speak, he realized he should probably phone in about work today, smiling as he realized that this would perhaps be a bit more interesting then simply his usual schedule. Finally, listening to her words as she spoke, he had to admit to himself that he liked her voice, so shy and innocent, the antithesis of what he was not, and rather intriguing. Letting his smile grow ever so noticeably at her words he merely gave a casual nod, suppressing a larger grin as he let one arm move beneath her bent knees, the other winding around her back. Well, we'd better get you inside then, no? His words in a relaxed tone as though the world moved through time at his pace rather then the other way around. Flexing his arms to keep his hold on her, he slowly stood, lifting her from the ground as he came to a full stand, his soft skin against hers. Truthfully, there wasn't much merit behind him carrying her other then to reduce the pain, yet he'd done it anyway, enjoying the girls flustered response. She'd watched him for so long now, it was Morgans turn to watch her, albeit from a much closer distance. Sauntering slowly up the stairs and into his loft-like condo, he brought her promptly to the sofa, laying her down with her legs over the cushioned armrest, keeping them bent as he back away. Right back. He commented as he left briefly for the bathroom, returning half a minute later with a small tin box. Well then... lets see what we can do for you hm? Noticing as well that her hands were scratched, he noted to check that as well. For all the amusement he may be drawing from this, he was still genuinely concerned, sorry they'd had to meet under such.. painful circumstances, for her at least. Therefore, taking a seat on the edge of the couch, he went to work examining her knee's a bit closer, hands rest on her legs lightly as he bent down close, taking a moment to gently pull any remaining pieces of glass and debris from the wound. So tell me.. It's not often I have a guest whose name I don't know.. Who are you then?
Thread: (Soldier X Akari69) Killing the shadows.

NM156 has been activated sir. This is a last ditch effort. If this one goes missing then we will avoid the entire sector as a whole and move on. Yes sir On a tall outskirt building of the city where they all had been disappearing he stood. Number 156, the last of the soldiers that where elite from the day they were born. Icy blue eyes could only been seen, confirming he was not a machine. A military helmet in urban camouflage of grey, black, and an off shade of blue matched his uniform which had a strait black flak jacket over it. Over his face was a Kevlar mask that hid every feature of him, Hands where gloved the same way for protection. Within this all many weapons and such where hidden to deal with any sport of target. Without a noise he moved on after hooking a rope to the edge of the roof. Quite and perfect the professional jumped over the side of the roof to start the decent to the creatures window. His left hand held the rope above his head. In his right hand a pistol with a silencer could be seen. His black boots held on the brick wall as he sat beside the window waiting As soon as the creature enter the room the twat of the gun and breaking glass could be heard as he took four shots that hit. With a smirk he pulled on the rope and dropped to the ground d like a ghost. He holstered the weapon and moved on to the connecting ally to make his escape. Mission success
Thread: (Soldier X Akari69) Killing the shadows.

Shiva roared in pure fury. WHAT DO YOU MEAN KILLED! HOW THE FUCK TO DO YOU KILL SOMEONE ON THE 12TH STORY OF A BUILDING AND JUST DIS-A-FUCKING-PEAR!? Raising from her chair she grabbed the man before her by the throat lifing him form the ground. I WANT ANSWERS AND I WANT THEM NOW IF NOT SOONER! She screamed crushing his throat and breaking his neck in her powerful hand. Flinging his lifeless body to her left it hit the wall with bone and brick shattering force. DO I MAKE MYSELF FUCKING CLEAR? She shreeked pointing to the door. GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SIGHT BEFORE I KILL YOU ALL!
Thread: (Soldier X Akari69) Killing the shadows.

It was now the next night, Roderick stood on the roof of a building about a block from hers. His icy eyes pinned to the building and window he had seen her in. The strong Beret .50 cal rifle poised to the window. Come on---- he whispered barely breathing, and never moving. This was his job, his duty.. This was his purpose.. Other then this he had nothing.
Thread: (Soldier X Akari69) Killing the shadows.

Sitting back in her large throne like chair she drummed her fingers on the arm. Where is he at. I want him found now. I will not remain calm for very long and if I dont get him soon, I will start taking your lives as punishment. She threatened calmly raising from the chair and walking to the large window. Gazing out of it her bright green eyes danced across the scenery. She caught glimps of a shining object and pulled one of her men infront of her at the last moment moving from the window. One block away from this window. Find him bring him to me. She ordered.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Michael was a cruel master. He owned a large home, but it was more that enough for him and his one and only sex slave. He did unbelievably cruel things to her, yet she was like a sponge. The more and more pain and humilation he gave her, the more and more punishment she withstood. Normally he'd hold back to prevent damaging her beautiful face, but considering how much she had taken, Michael wanted to she her beg for her life for him to stop. So he approached her with a collar and chain and placed the collar on her neck. He was going to have her forcefully impregnated, whether she wanted it or not.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Rachel whimpered when she saw her master coming towards her with a collar and a chain. What are you going to do to me this time Master. She said as she felt the collar being placed around her neck and being secured. She bit her lower lip waiting to see what punishment she was going to get this time. She sat there against the wall as she looked up at him.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Well, if you must know what I'm going to do to you, I'm going to have you forcefully impregnated, and you'd bare me many children, whether you want to or not. Not to mention I'll be giving you some new drugs to keep you busy. Michael said as he quickly yanked the chain, not caring if Rachel was dragged or not. After several mintues of walking, Michael stopped in front of his 'torture chamber'.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Master..no..I don't want to have children just yet. She said as she walked behind him not wanting to be dragged. Her eyes widened when she saw the door to the toture chamber. She whimpered a little bit as she tried to back away from the door. I don't want to go in there today Master. Please no. She said as she looked from the door to him.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

I said you're going to get impregnated, and I'm going to see to it that you do get pregnant. Michael bellowed as he threw open the door and dragged Rachel inside. When the two of them were inside the room, Michael closed and locked the door so Rachel couldn't escape. Now, if you cooperate, this will go a lot less painfully, but if you continue to resist, I may just make you suffer a worse fate. Now, go and lay down on the table. Michael said as he took the collar off of her neck.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She winced in pain as she was dragged inside the room and looked at the door longingly as he locked it. Why, do you want to get me pregnant Master. She said as she walked over to the table and laid down on it, not wanting to much pain today. She looked around the room and winced at a few things she saw, but she could handle the pain that was giving to her.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Why do I want you pregnant? Well, the same reason I want you pregnant, is the same reason as to why I abuse you so much, because I can. Michael said as he flipped a switch on the wall, causing metal shackles to wrap around Rachel's ankles, wrists and neck. Okay Rachel, I'm going to give you two choices, you can either bare my children, or you can bare some else's children. Michael said as he walked towards and stood over Rachel, waiting for a response.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She gulped as she looked up at him thinking over the two choices. I will bare your children Master. She said while smiling up at him. She really didn't want to bare someone else's children, after all she was her Master's sex slave.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Good, but I want to make your impregnation alot more enjoyable. Michael said a he walked towards a dark corner of the room. When he returned, Michael was dragging three hoses. Two of them had small needles on the end which were used to inject drugs into her body. The other hose had a mask that was specially designed for Rachel's muzzle. Once he was next to her, Michael placed the mask over her muzzle and strapped it to her head, he then pushed the needles into her arms, ignoring her cries of pain and agony.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She cries out in pain and agony from the needles being pushed into her arms. She whimpered as the mask was placed over her muzzle and strapped on. Why...must you do this. She asked while looking up at him with pain in her eyes, but she knew that she could handle it. She had handle pain a lot more worse than this.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Well, the needles in your arms are going to be pumping a breast enhancement drug into you, which will cause your breasts to grow quickly and rapidly in size, they may even start to give milk as well. As for the gas I'll be forcing you to breathe, it will be an extremely potent and very longlasting aphrodesiac. Almost every women who was exposed to this drug went insane with lust, and I'm sure you'll suffer the same fate. Michael said as he walked away from Rachel and flipped two switches on the nearby wall, causing the hoses that were connected to her to kick to life and started pumping their contents into her body.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She tries to hold her breath for as long as she possible could, but she took a deep breath of the gas and started to feel the lust. She looked over at her Master and glared as she also felt her breasts grow. You are so cruel Master. She said through the mask.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

If you think I'm cruel now, you've seen nothing yet. Michael said as he continued to stand over Rachel, even after the drugs and gas began to work it's 'magic' on her body. As her breasts grew, Michael began to roughly pull and tease her nipples.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She gasps as she watches pull and tease her nipples. She bares her teeth at him but doesn't move towards him, since she couldn't anyways. She than bit her lower lip and started to pant for breath.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

You know Rachel? How many pups does your species have for every litter? Michael asked as he unhooked the table where her legs were and spread her legs apart, causing her dripping pussy to expose itself to him. Even though Rachel was his sex slave, she was going to be a mother for his kids.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Umm...I think we can have up to 2 pups. She said while looking down at him as he spread her legs open.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Only 2 pups? That's not alot. Maybe I should give you something that will increase how many pups you'll bare me. Michael said as he began to roughly tease her warm, dripping pussy, trying to make her beg for his cock.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Why would you want to do that Master. She said she wiggled around on the table as he played with her pussy. She bit her lower lip and tried not to beg for his cock, but she knew she was going to fail and fail soon cause she was really wanting his cock in her.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Ignoring her question, Michael continued to play and tease Rachel's pussy. Even if she didn't beg him for his cock, Michael would have sex with her and try to impregnate her with her first litter of pups.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

Rachel moaned and moved her hips around. Master...please fuck me please.. She begged as she looked down at him. Please I really need your cock inside me. She bit her lower lip as she moaned louder.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

You need it that badly huh? Well, I suppose I could have sex with you now, but first I'm going to add some more drugs to be pumped into your breasts. Michael said as he walked away towards a consol that had many different buttons, knobs, and switches. After flipping some switches and turning some knobs, a more potent aphrodesiac as well as a drug that forces a woman into heat to flow into Rachel's body. There, now I'll have sex with you. He said as he began to take his clothes off as he walked towards her.
Thread: A Fox's Horrid Life (RussianLullaby & Ganein)

She gasped when she felt more of the drug and aphrodesiac. Oh...okay. I really need you though. She said while looking at him with lust in her eyes. Please Master... She begged him as her head rolled around on the table.