Thread: Alec and Alter (continued from PM)- Church

RE Alec and Alter continued from PM Gabe smiled at his lover when the other woke back up, his head tilted a little as he smiled at the other, getting up to go and fetch their daughter, tickling her toes as he walked back in, chuckling at his lovers annoyance. because i didn't know how to do that then. he admitted simply. Myth taught me. he admitted simply, handing Alec their lovely little girl. why are you angry? you told me i could do those things... and you enjoyed it too, i know you did... well, maybe not the belly piercing... i didn't know you where going to react badly. he admitted, looking a little worried about his lover. are you going to be alright? he asked, stroking Alec's hair, smiling at him. tell you what... i'll take you out on a date for letting me pierce your belly button. he decided winking at the other. we'll go to that restaurant you love... he paused and a distasteful look filled his face as he said the next part. i'll even let you drag me to a dancing club if you want. Alter HATED dancing... not that he really knew how to... Jude snarled furiously as he was fought against, hissing with rage as he found himself on the floor and the Angel he had captured trying to get away. he had to smirk though, there was no getting out of the little room, not unless Jude allowed it. there where no doors, there where no windows, and the air vents where too small for even a lizard to crawl through. no, Simon could not get out, he was trapped in hell with a Demon, who looked very intent on teaching Simon his place. not so trained then. he growled, grabbing Simon's hair again, firmly, his fingers curling around a feather before yanking it out, hard. true, it lessened the value of the wings, but it would hurt Simon bad enough that the stupid bitch would think twice about struggling... and it wasn't like the feathers he yanked out wouldn't grow back. his hand tightened on Simon's hair, gripping tight enough that he was pulling out hair as he curled his fingers around another feather, yanking that one out as well. such a filthy, fucking, whore.... unless you want to loose another feather, i suggest you start sucking slut. Jude hissed, his eyes blazing with sadistic pleasure. i know which feathers will grow back and which ones won't... i'll pluck your wings nearly bald if i have to make you obey. Gabe moaned and mewled, arching and whining as Damien did as he pleased. he hissed in delight as Damien grabbed his wings, called him a good bitch... oh how he had missed this... this sensation. Damien could make him feel elated, and ashamed all at once and it was just perfect... he squealed as his back was flayed open, and he flattened under his elder, spreading out more flesh for Damien to mark and torment. he gasped as his face was ground into the floor, mewling pathetically as he shuddered, his ass tightening around the cock that was ripping him apart. yours! i'm your little bitch... oh... yesss... yours, yours... i'm all yours... he moaned, falling into his place easily, as if he had never left. nnn all yours... please... please... Master! oh please! he had a half a thought, wondering how Chester was reacting to this, locked in the bathroom and able to hear everything... but even that wasn't enough to bring back Gabe's pride... when it came to Damien, Gabe had no pride... he had only the joy of submitting, and answering any question and obeying every order. please! oh please! and he even remembered, that he had to wait for Damien to give him permission, before he was allowed to cum.