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Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

Scarlet saw him stir, with great interest she watched as his eyes finally opened, making sure to greet him with a warm, welcomeing smile. But, the poor thing was more then shaken to find himself in such a different surrounding. He was panicking, she tried to speak or calm him down somehow but the poor thing scooted away from her distraught. Watching for a moment as he shifted up off the bed in a hurry, rushing off to the door with accusations of her hurting his master - Did he really care so much? That man was beyond cruel.. She set the bowl and cloth on the bed calmly, getting up just as he flung the door open, slender arms wrapped around him, bringing the possibly quirming boys back against her the soft, pillow sensation of her breasts, her head resting against his neck. Calm down. She whispered to him soothingly, a gentle touch caressing his chest, not daring to touch his stomach. No doubt it was sore. He didn't even seem fazed by the pain, she wondered if he was used to it? I've bought you. This Master you speak of was.. Scarlet paused, she couldn't tell him she'd stopped him from bashing his head into the cement.. It was so barbaric.. Those thoughts would surely haunt him if she did say them. ..Eager to let me purchase you.. It seemed he didn't want you anymore.. She pulled the lithe thing back into her bedroom, reaching forward to close the door. You are mine now, I bought you. She told him simply, caressing his cheek lightly, And dear, I wont be anywhere near as rough as he was.. In any aspect.. She whispered to him soothingly, trying to calm the poor thing. Taking his hand she tried - If he would let her - To take him back to the bed. You are in rough shape, it's no time to be jumping around like an idiot, I've barely cleaned your wounds yet. She informed him with a nod to herself, making him sit on the edge, his clothing was tattered and old - She'd have to change that.. Not to mention that cut on his lip, it needed to be patched. She kneeled just before him, her hands on his thighs, How about a nice warm bath? Hm? You need to be clean so I can patch you up.. How about it.. Hm.. Dear, what's your name? I'm Scarlet, you may call me Mistress Scarlet. The red head stood up again, awaiting him to tell her his name so she could drag him into the bathroom onsuite her bedroom.
Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

The feeling of something soft against his back made him pause, blue eyes blinking for a moment. It was something he had never experienced, the touch of a woman's body and it caught him off guard. So off guard that he actually listened when he usually didn't. Mishka wasn't the easiest person to be around, he was foul mouthed and possessive. Beyond that lazy and kind of stupid. Mishka knew all that, that was why he never fought back when he was beaten. His master usually had a reason for it. It was usually because he had done something stupid and Mishka knew it. But this woman.. this woman was touching him gently. She wasn't grabbing at him or yelling. Actually it sounded as if she was trying to sooth him as if he was a frightened dog. It surprised him. . The Russian slipped from between his lips easily as his hand was gently taken and he was turned around. His bright blue eyes were wide as he watched her, trying to wrap his mind around what was going on. His master had sold him. His master had sold him. His master had sold him! He couldn't stop thinking those words over and over again. How, why? He didn't understand, couldn't even begin to truly understand what was going on. His master didn't want him. He barely felt the bed beneath his ass as he was pushed down onto it, his bones and body slowly starting to protest now. Adrenaline had kept him from feeling most of it when he had first woken but now he could feel every scrape and bruise and it was starting to show on Mishka's face. He perked up slightly at the prospect of a bath though, blinking tears that were threatening to fall out of his eyes before he gave a nod. Mishka. My name is Mishka. I'm from Russia.. Tears started to slip down his dirty cheeks and he pressed a hand over his mouth, trying to force that feeling in his stomach to go away. This wasn't the first time he had been thrown away but it was like deja vu. He hadn't known the reason he was sold the first time and once again he didn't know the reason. How the hell was he supposed to fix it if he never fucking knew? He had to talk to his master. He had to ask him, even if he was beaten for coming back. He had to know. Pushing himself up he gave a shake of his head, dirty blond hair flapping along the back of his neck. It was just as dirty as the rest of him. I-i have to leave.. I have to talk to him! This is some kind of mistake! He moved around Scarlet, eyes on the still open door. His body ached with every step that he took but he couldn't just leave it at that. what if there was a real reason behind all of this? What if he was defective? There was only one way for him to know and that was by going out there and asking!
Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

She was trying her best to make this easy for him, why did he want to go back and talk to that man so badly? It utterly baffled Scarlet, she was whipping out all the stops to try and make him feel better. She was sure a bath would do that, more than anything... When he spoke Russian Scarlet seemed a bit curious, she could assume it was some other language but honestly she wasn't all that versed in anything but english. Mishka. She finally learned the mysterious slave boy's name, her own green eyes looking over his frantic and worried state. She was pondering on how to calm him down, wondering if he'd gotten to like being beaten..? Is that why he wanted to go running back? She shook her head, Mishka. Don't. When he went towards the door, pausing for a moment, Look, I'm sorry.. I didn't want to tell you this.. I wanted to just leave it at that.. Your Master.. She walked a bit closer to him as he was achingly trying to make it from her house, ..He was about ready to stomp your head into the pavement when I arrived - Do you understand? He was going to kill you... The voluptious red head walked straight into the hall where he was with the shift of her round hips, I wouldn't recommend going back to him, if he was ready to kill you then, I don't think anything will stop him from possibly trying again.. She took his wrist, it wasn't as gentle as her touch before, it was firm, but not meant to hurt. You don't want to die do you? She asked just as firmly as her grip had become, I don't want you to. Her other hand gently rouched his dirty cheek, rubbing away his tears, Mishka.. Don't run back to that man.. Why not.. Stay with me? She whispered to him, giving the boy a warm smile. How about that bath? You really are filthy, you know. She tried to tease, staring into his blue eyes with her own emeralds, smiling to him gently. She wondered what kind of things Mishka had seen, his past, how he felt.. She had no idea how he regarded himself so lowly, how he thought he deserved to be beat. Scarlet was a usually very busy and rather lonely person, it was hard for her to form normal relationships.. This.. A Mistress and her slave, she'd had relationships like this all her life, a servant and a master. It was painless in introductions - She owned him, he'd give her his time and company.. There were no getting to know them, he was hers..
Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

Her words made him pause. He knew that. His master had had that look in his eye but.. he couldn't just allow this to happen could he? maybe he could fix it. Maybe he could convince him that this was some sort of mistake. He couldn't just be thrown away again, could he? He just.. he just.. he.. couldn't! The touch to his wrist made him jump, twirling around to look at the woman. His breath quickened, panting slightly as he looked at her with an almost desperate look. Her hand grounded him, her fingers grasping him tightly as if handcuffing him to the ground. He relaxed slightly, almost leaning into the hand that reached out to touch his cheek. No. i don't want to die. His free hand reached out to touch the hand on his cheek, gulping slightly as he gently pulled her hand from his cheek and looked at it. He was dirty, proof by the dirt now clinging to Scarlet's once clean hand. I-i am dirty.. He was almost whispering now, eyes crinkling at the edges as he tried to hold back more tears. Gently he bite his lip, pulling in a slow breath through his nose to try and calm himself. Maybe.. maybe just a bath.. He glanced to the hand grasping his wrist, almost wanting not to move it from the comfort it gave him. Rough hands were all he knew and the sturdy metal or leather that kept him in place. It was what he knew and what he was familiar with and it helped to calm him. Don't.. let go of me..
Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

Scarlet caught him looking her over, it made her smile a bit - So, was he interested in her? Maybe he wished to see more, under what her little tight black dress covered. His flushed cheeks amused her, she wanted to hear him moan, seeing him pant at the simple stroke of his thickness.. Such a sensitive thing, it only enticed her more.. He seemed utterly shocked at how she treated him, had others really been so rough with him? It made Scarlet want to pleasure him more, tease the flushed little think, Mishka was so cute with pink cheeks. Scarlet felt him pull away from the kiss, her bright emerald eyes fluttering open and gazing down to him curiously, a grin forming on her lips, silly thing, did he not already understand she was much different than his mistresses or masters before? Why?.. Why not? She walked towards him, wrapping her arms gently around him, brushing through his wet hair, her soft skin pushing against his own, chest to chest. She leaned down again, licking at the crease of his lips, pressing down another kiss, pecking and moving her soft supple lips against his own. Doesn't it feel good? She asked pulling back gently, I love to kiss.. Specially someone as cute as you.. Scarlet informed him gently, leaning in to kiss his neck, guiding his hands to slide down the curve of her body, that trim waist and wide, sexy hips. With his hands forced to guide along with hers, pulling up her tight, damp dress until it was well over her head. She let it drop, You keep looking away.. Mishka.. You can look at me all you like, I wont hit you.. I won't yell at you.. She whispered to him heatedly, I want you to look.. Scarlet's pretty lace bra fell to the ground, plump, large breasts springing out, pink nipples jutting out at each center. She tugged down her panties as well, revealing her soft, supple mound, cleanly shaven and looking rather inviting, lastly, she removed her highheels, taking a look towards him, pushing her long red hair behind her shoulders, she edged close, pressing there hot bare skin together. Pale soft skin pushing against his own, she hugged him close, trying to comfort the scared thing. Don't be afraid.. You like being held firmly? She gave him a firm squeeze in the hug, kissing his forehead comfortingly. She lead him towards the tub, coaxing him to get inside first, It's nice and hot, I bet your poor body needs a good soak.. Just relax.. She purred to him, waiting for him to obey and climb into the filled tub.
Thread: Save Me With Chains (IWishxFuzzy)

He still didn't understand any of this. No one had ever treated him in such a gentle way. Especially when it was he that should of been washing her, cleaning her. He was the salve here. He was used to be ordered around and told what to do but this.. Woman didn't act like that at all. When she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him he flinched, eyes narrowing slightly. He wanted to run. The strong urge to go in the opposite direction was slowly creeping over him and he didn't know what to do. So instead he tried not to focus on it as lips touched his own, making his own part slightly before they moved on. They moved across his skin, scorching him as they went. This feeling was knew, as if every place she touched was filled with a burning heat, a burning desire. One he didn't know how to respond to with anything other than fear. His hands shook slightly as they were guided down her form, eyebrow's crunched together as he kept his face directed away from her. He didn't want to look because he knew what it would cause. It would cause this feeling to ignite even further, to course through him and that scared him. He had never felt this before, never once with anyone else had he had this kind of desire and now that it had finally reared it's ugly head he wanted nothing to do with it. He whimpered softly as the cloth hit the floor, staring at it for a moment before her words forced him to look at her. He had been right. He wanted to touch her. Feel her, every inch of her like he needed to memorize every inch of her skin. It overwhelmed him, making him pull in a stuttering breath and give a small shake of his head. Silently he watched as she tripped herself of her clothes, not being able to keep his eyes off of her but his feet did move, taking a step back when she started towards him again. W-wait.. That was all he got out before skin touched his own, breath catching in his throat at the soft feeling of her supple breasts pressing into him. His hands came up, grasping her round hips and gently squeezing them as she squeezed him. Yes, he loved the feeling of being restrained, it was a comfort, something he was used to but the moment she released him those feelings returned once again. He stumbled as he was led towards the tub giving it a glance before his eyes looked for the door once again. He had to get away, had to hide from this overwhelming feeling. It's just.. he just.. didn't know what to do! All he truly knew how to do was run. So that was what he was going to do. Gently he pulled from her grasp, blue eyes wide as he gave a shake of his head. I.. i.. please.. i just.. i can't! Tears brimmed once more as he turned and ran for the door, yanking it open without much effort. With the door open he ran, letting his feet carry him through the room and back into the hallway. he was naked but at the moment he didn't care. He was like a deer that had been scared from it's hiding place, he wasn't thinking of the direction or his surroundings. Just that he wanted to get away from what had scared him.
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Ameira leaned up against the wall as she stood out in the hall. Students walked by, some already running to their dormitories to wreck havoc and others doing... whatever it is they did. Her? She was waiting for a target, someone to play with. Class had just let out for the day and that meant the school had officially become her personal playground... then again, most students thought that way.
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Half-witted bunglers muttered Arric as he stormed down the hallway. He had just spent over an hour arguing with his supposed teachers about what could not be done with magic. Arric was sure that his ideas would work given time and study, but the joke of a senior staff here could only see through the filter of their own limitations. It was no wonder they were rotting in this pit rather than carving out a piece of the cosmos and challenging the gods. Arric would not tolerate any such limited vision. He was surrounded by demons, monsters, and every other kind of freak imaginable. He kept a careful eye on them knowing that he was comparatively frail, but also knowing that none of them could match his potential. He wasn't really interested in this campus' pointless games, and intended to make enough of an example of the first would-be challenger to keep them out of his hair for the rest of the semester.
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Ameira's eyes locked onto one particular student as he barged passed her, looking like he was on the verge of throwing a tantrum. A playful smirk danced at the corner of her lips and she went on after him. She had never talked to him before but she heard word about there being a couple of humans on campus. One of them knew magic mage was the word- and was especially scrawny, and he just so happened to match the description. He also looked like he was very wary of his surroundings and most students didn't look so paranoid unless they happened to be more vulnerable to attack than others. Hey there buddy, what's the rush? She grinned as she walked right up beside him, attempting to match pace and keep up. Ameira had rarely ever seen someone so angry and she was genuinely curious about what had happened. That, and he fell under the category of her usual prey small, weak, although he didn't seem to look so timid... still, she hoped he would amuse her somehow. You should be careful. Keep walking around with that look on your face and you're bound to find yourself in trouble. There were plenty of handfuls of guys that would love to go after someone who looked as bothered as Arric did right now, just to get under his skin. See how much torment he could handle before he snapped, just to give them a reason to use their abilities on him.
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The 'rush' is that my time is valuable, said Arric without bothering to turn around to look at the woman talking to him. Far too valuable, in fact, to spend it discussing your opinion of the look on my face. Arric noted to himself how absurd the creature's efforts at smalltalk were, as if such a thing was going to get his guard down. He had warded himself against magic affecting his mind or senses, and was confident that whatever she was up to would be handily dealt with by the application of enough mage's fire. He mareveled at how unsubtle her approach was, at how obvious her intent had been displayed. He exited the building, setting his course toward the library. If there is anything else I can help you with, feel free to keep it to yourself.
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Ameira pouted all of a sudden, stopping in her tracks just a few seconds after his mean-spirited reply. But quickly, her face contorted into something that could only be described as devious. Not that he bothered to look at what kind of faces she was making at him. Is that how you approach someone just trying to make a friend? She grinned, watching him walk toward the library. It wasn't her kind of place, so she had no intention to follow him there. What she did do, however, was take a few quick steps forward and reached out her arm, enough to give his shoulder a soft push-- so light and gentle it might have been considered a tap. You better learn to change your attitude, or that's going to get you into even more trouble. The demon said as she turned, quickly retreating into the main building one more time, where she decided to hide into one of the classrooms in case he decided he wanted to chase after her. Because just a couple of seconds after she left his presence, her magic began to run its course, transferred from that little touch she gave him on the shoulder while his back was turned. Ameira wouldn't let just anyone get away with being rude, not to her. A naked, worm-like tail would gradually sprout from right above his rear end and his ears would grow more rounded, sticking farther out from the sides of his head. Otherwise he suffered no changes, except for the several long whiskers that suddenly poked out from a couple of pores on his cheeks and the growing nails at the tips of his fingers to resemble tiny claws. Inside the classroom Ameira laughed to herself, wondering what the poor boy looked like now with a couple of a rat's physical traits and wondering how long it would take him to notice what happened. He seemed like a smart man and just smart enough to know what he had to do unless he intended on hunting down a kind magician willing to lend him a hand.
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Emily Ross had already taken seat in the campus library, gathering her school books. Which had seemed to be heavier then the petite angel had expected. She could not attend a more private school because of the amount of students getting too crowded forcing some of her kind to attend public schools with more of a diverse environment. To be frank it sort of scared the brunette that she would be taking classes with witches and warlocks and most especially demons. Should Demons even be allowed to further their education in tormenting the innocent? Sometimes the school made her think it was created out of sheer stupidity. Thou shalt not judge. She reminded herself for it wasn't entirely her place to inside of the campus. Emily or Emma if you wanted to knock off a syllable did have a part-time job but that was the only place she was allowed more powers than just her flight. No. Her bright wings did not show, from the looks of her she could have been any ordinary supernatural being. There was a switch she could control to turn her powers on and off and in school she barely felt the need to turn this switch on unless she felt threatened. But who could possibly want to aggravate an angel? What reasoning could one posses to upset her intentionally?
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Arric felt the spell beginning to change him. Dispelling wasn't his specialty, but it was a basic skill and this was simple magic. It would take more than such an amateur effort to undo him. Arric quickly cast a spell to counter the effect and set about tracking this year's nominee for lesson to the others. With a small amount of concentration he reached out and connected two points in space, stepping directly into the nearest classroom. A lance of fire erupted from his fingers, hot plasma focused sharper than any metal blade could hope to be. It was a highly lethal attack, most likely enough to kill anything on this campus if it hit directly. A stray thought about school rules entered his mind, but Arric had more important things to focus on.
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Altair wandered the halls seducing women with his charm and sexually charged presence. But they didn't interest him in the least he wanted something fun today. He had fun making an elf submit to him last night but he was looking for a new target. She was more of a one-time fuck. Despite being an incubus he actually had other interests other than sex. It was what kept him alive not to say that he didn't enjoy it. Ever since coming to the school he found it interesting that the non-humans were more resistant than the humans. It made seducing them so much more fun than usual. Some took him a day or two his longest conquest took a long two weeks and he went the entire time starving himself of sex which caused a loss in power and energy to a dangerously low. In his normal form he was quite the seducer and his monstrous form caught the eye of his rather large conquests and a few size queens. At the moment he walked along the halls bringing him to a campus library. A library? Has it been here the entire time? A smirk was brought to his lips. Great time to seduce the schools more studious students.
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A young vampire to her coven thou to humans she would seem old . She had seen things no one else had for being around the age of 17-19 but in truth she was more along the lines of 100 years old. She lived thou the civil war when vampire hunters were at their peak killing a few herself. She was taken in by this coven and sent to this school. She walked the halls with her fangs out with a cocky grin before she put them back in. She caught the sents and oh how a few of them smelled tasty. Her name was Katness by the others in the coven called her Kat. She picked up a sent of a Inccubus and she grinned oh how his blood would taste so good. She made her way to the library and picked up the sent of a human mage and a demon . She also noted the place was packed but she ignored the other sents and went up to the Library and said the blood book . It was a special book that held in its pages a vial of blood for her to drink it was set up by her coven only her and the coven knew what was inside of the book at her request.