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Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Easton groaned happily, one hand wrapping into her stark red curls as she pleasured him. He wasn't able o keep his eyes locked only on her own, instead hungrily taking in every inch of her body. Especially her large, soft breasts that swayed and jiggled as she used her hands to stroke and fondle him. It had been far too long since he'd last known the touch of a woman, and even her relative inexperience caused him to groan heartily, and his cock to throb in her mouth. His hips began to buck slowly at first, only an inch or two, but he wasn't able to hold himself back for long. Holding on tight to her hair with both hands, he rocked his cock in and out of her mouth, forcing it past those sweet lips of hers and into the warm depths of her mouth. His eyes closed, taking his pleasure from her body as his hips pressed his cock far into her mouth. Being drunk, too, hardly helped his stamina as he released his seed with a deep, lingering groan. He painted the inside of her mouth with spurt after spurt of hot cum, and after another long moment, he pulled his twitching dick from between her lips. Good job, Ruby. I'll make a proper servant of you, yet, Easton said, almost stumbling back as his cock left her mouth, giving her quite the nasty grin.
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

When Easton started to take control, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth, Ruby forced her eyes to close and her throat to relax. Her hands moved down to his thighs, squeezing them gently. All of the sudden, her mouth was flooded with his seed, and Ruby had to take deep breaths through her nose in order not to choke. It was not the taste that had her caught off guard, but the quantity and lack of warning. Even as she managed to swallow it, a little dribbled out of the corner of her mouth... With flushed cheeks, she quickly reached up to wipe it off. T-thank you, Sir, she stammered, pushing herself into a standing position. Her eyes started to fill with tears as she reached down to grab her ripped dress. She attempted to cover herself with the ripped fabric, but it was useless. She was exposed as ever. Is t-there anything else I c-can get for you, Mr. Easton? she asked, reaching up to wipe her eyes. She felt humiliated and used, as if she was a piece of garbage that was being tossed on the curb...
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Easton grinned down at her, leaning against the opposite wall and pulling his pants up over his hips, fastening it tight with his belt. I still need my bath, don't I? he asked, his eyes raking her over appreciatively. She was quite the beauty, with her curly red hair, her bountiful chest, and the other soft curves of her body. Mmm... And the way she tried to hide it behind her ripped dress, even though he could still see everything and they both knew it. As he looked her over, it was rather clear he liked what he saw by the way his softening cock twitched with renewed life. However, he would hold off for now. Instead, he headed for the kitchen to see to his own food, calling behind him And clean up that mess! It was rather unfortunate that his meal had been disrupted, but instead, he'd fed her right back, which was something he was entirely at ease with. Some bread would do for his own dinner something to soak up the alcohol he'd just been pouring down his throat not a half hour before.
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Ruby sniffed and nodded. The attraction in his eyes was clear, but she blamed it on the alcohol. After years of her aunt being cruel with her about her weight, she was too insecure to believe the man thought she was attractive for any other reason. I'll draw you a bath, Sir, she murmured quietly, then sunk to her knees. She began to gather all of the shards of glass and spilled stew, soaking it up with her ruined dress. After she managed to mop the floor and get it clean probably cleaner than it had ever been, she retreated to her room and slipped into her simple cotton white night gown. Padding barefoot across the hall, Ruby moved into his bathroom. It was a beautiful washroom - something she had only seen in books. The nobs and spout were made of gold, and the tub was made of marble. With a little cleaning, she was sure she could make the room gleam. However, she focused on drawing his bath and finding clean towels for him to use. She had no intention of making him agitated with her for working too slowly. Mr. Easton? Ruby called hesitantly, stepping into the kitchen where he was snacking on his bread. Your bath is ready...
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Easton was finished before long, and by the time Ruby had called for him to come for the finished bath, he had taken to the tap for a glass of water to wash down his relatively meager meal. It had done some to sober him up, but not terribly much in that regard, and he turned somewhat red eyes on her as she stepped into the kitchen. His eyes raked lewdly over her body for what wasn't the first time that day, almost grinning at the sight of her in that white night gown of hers. Good. I'll head to bed directly after that. See to it that it's warmed and my nightclothes are set out, he said, before making his way to the bathroom. It was directly off of his bedroom, though had a door into it from the hall as well. His bedroom was a dreary place, with dark colors and not a light to be found. A four poster bed dominated one side of it, and besides a few bits of clothes in there, it looked utterly uninhabited. There was a large chest at the foot of the bed, emblazoned with the words United States Army his war chest, from a time long ago, in Europe. Other than that, a family portrait hung on one wall, with a fresh-faced Easton in it some twenty years previous. A massive, mahogany chest of drawers contained his clothing, including his nightclothes. Meanwhile, Easton stripped down in the bathroom, yet visible from the bedroom, and soaked in the tub. He was still rather lean, and the skin on his chest was puckered and livid and places by scars, and the resulting surgery it had taken to save his life. Two gunshot wounds could do that to a man, and still be painful years later. He let out a deep sigh, covering his face with a hot rag, and taking his time before shutting off the water and stepping back into his room, clad in nothing but a dark towel.
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Yes, Sir, of course, Ruby answered, nodding obediently before waiting for him to go into the bathroom. She watched him for a moment while the rag was over his face, taking in the scarred but fit body of her older employer. After tearing her eyes away from his muscled chest and arms, she busied herself with making his bedroom ready for sleep. The sight of it was rather dreary, and it definitely needed some lighting, but she settled for lighting a candle on the bedside table. In the candle light, she turned down to large bed and rummaged through his dresser until she found some sleep wear. It didn't go unnoticed that his room seemed to be filled with memories, not life. She wondered if he lived in the past - or worse, drank to forget it. When he returned, she blushed a bit at the sight of him in his towel. As if she had not just been on her knees with his cock in her mouth... Sir, your bedroom is ready, she said, turning her eyes to the floor. There was a part of her that wanted to pack her things and call a cab. Maybe this was not the idea job. Hell, maybe it wouldn't even be worth the money. However, she knew the money was better than nothing, and if she went back home to her aunt and uncle, she'd be lucky if they didn't turn her to the streets and have her do a lot worse things for men than Mr. Easton had asked her to do. At least Mr. Easton was giving her a place to live, a salary, and no diseases. Anything else, Mr. Easton? she asked, tilting her head to the side and trying to not look so damn nervous, What time would you like breakfast served?
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Easton felt somewhat refreshed, freshly out of the hot bath. However, his mind was yet a confused haze. Of memories, decades old, of lustful thoughts and the muddling wash of alcohol over all of his senses. Hot water could only wash away so much. The rest... the rest just sort of stuck with you. He glanced down to where the sleep wear had been set on the bed. He dropped the towel, apparently without realizing she was there, and settled a hand on them, prepared to get dressed. He was muscled from head to toe, with the puckered flesh of scars being the only thing that marred him. He only really seemed to notice she was there when she asked him when he'd like breakfast served. He was lonely. That much was evident by this massive house, given more to dust and memories than life. He was also drunk food and hot water could only do so much to wash that away. Perhaps this was why, though less forcefully than before, he dragged her close against his naked, wet body, and for a kiss. His strong arms wrapped around her shapely hips, hands on the small of her back.
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

Ruby gasped as she was pulled close, having not expected it, and sighed into his lips. Her night gown grew damp after being pressed against his wet body, ruining it for the night... M-Mr. Easton, she whispered, pulling back to look at him nervously. She was scared - scared that this was going to be a continuation of the abuse she had faced in the hall. However, she did not move from his arms. In fact, after looking into his dark eyes, she could detect some sort of pain that she knew she'd never fully understand. He had been hurt in many ways, and it seemed that not all of the were physical. He may have a lot of scars that decorated his beautiful body, but the deepest seemed to be unseen. Reaching up, she caressed a scar that she saw going across one of his pectoral muscles, a frown on her face. After taking a deep breath, she looked back into his eyes. Mr. Easton, would you like my company tonight? she whispered, obviously unaware of what she was getting herself in to. After all, she was young and naive.
Thread: Unlikely Bonds ((Blair&&PenguinDesperado))

As he pulled briefly away from that momentary, intense kiss, he glanced down between them, seeing how the night gown had grown wet. He could see every bit of her flesh outlined along the front, particularly how the damp cloth stuck to her soft, inviting breasts. There was almost a hunger in his eyes as he looked her over, and no fighting it as he felt a stirring down below. He kept her still in his arms, his hands moving down across the back, dampening the cloth there as well as his hands moved over soft skin. Perhaps there was some resisting earlier... but just then... I would, he said. There was almost a sadness to it. Alcohol could bring out many emotions in people. Laughter, love, honesty... or in some particular cases, wildly changing between rage and remorse. And it was all too easy to seek to bury all of that inside a tight young pussy, especially if it was offered, albeit not in those words. He pulled close to her again, bringing her soft body against hard skin, made so by muscle and scars. After a moment, he pulled her down to the bed, his lips pressed against hers, hand running down her soft thigh, feeling her body through the increasingly damp confines of her night gown.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Alexandra hissed softly as she pulled the mask form her face, the fresh wound's blood had dried making the mask stick to her face. She didn't like that. It was not safe to run the streets of Gotham at night, and for Alex, it was even more dangerous being who she pretended to be. Sue the young girl did not portray as much of a threat to the psychopaths as The Batman. But with him missing, there was n one to pick up teh pieces that left Gotham in the shape it was. Someone had to step forward, Alex decided to idolize her hero and do just that. Still, the role of Batgirl required a lot more skill and training than what Alex had to offer. Aside from some gymnastics Alex had nothing to rely on. Sure she could pull herself up a ledge and could jump from rooftop to rooftop, but so far all that had done for her was help her run away when things got too tough, multiple times she thought about giving up. Multiple times she thought of leaving, and had it not been for teh exits of gotham destroyed or blocked, she would have. Its the Batchick Quickly Alex pulled the mask back on to look over at who spoke. A couple of lowlife thugs, these she could take care of. Pulling out her makeshift baterang she held it at the ready. Cute toy girl. One laughed as he pulled out a knife, the other pulling out a chain. As the approached the moonlight showed them more clearly, Jokers. A simple gang of guys who worshiped the joker as their leader. She could tell by the smile tattooed on their arm. Through the corner of her eye she could see more members approaching. Suck it Alex growled as the seventeen year old rushed the guy in front, her baterang slicing across his face as she swung the knife. The silver blade finding its way into her side, luckily missing any vital organs. She quickly pulled it out tossing it to the ground finally running again from danger. We have teh batbitch's blood. On joker said picking up the knife. The dogs will be able to find her.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Duela Dent stood on top of the Arkham Asylum's west wing, it was almost as high as Gotham Tower itself, and she had a glorious view of the entire city. Under the perception of the crescent moon which reminded her suspiciously of a crooked smile she could see a thin figure being hounded down by her father's henchmen. Just because she was born and bred by the Joker, didn't mean she followed his every whim. She could be just as unpredictable and chaotic as he. Normally she'd stay out of her father's business, let him deal with his own enemies. But this was a unique individual Batgirl. It was obvious who it was because of her short black cape, pointy ears, very similar to Catwoman except for her height and stature. She was related to Batman himself, the very man who went missing under mysterious circumstances. Duela despised the Bat Family as much as she despised heaven and morality. She wasn't sure where her hatred had been conceived, perhaps through her father's unlawful influence, but all she knew was that it would give her great pleasure to single-handedly slaughter all of them like pigs and feed them to the crows. It was a demented hostility in her heart that devoured any sympathy leftover.Out of my way, boys. She skidded off the pipe railing to the alley, running ahead of the gang, making sure they knew who she was by smiling menacingly at them. Then took out a lipstick tube and shot bullets at Batgirl's feet, hoping at least one of them would find their target and cripple her.Run while you can, feisty bitch, but I will catch you! She laughed hysterically, using the same murderious lipstick tube to paint a new coating of blood red gloss on her lips, puckering them rather quite vainly and grinning.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

damnit Alex growled as she felt one bullet connect with her heel. This was already turning to be quite the night. Quickly she turned down another alleyway before sliding into the window of an abandoned building, running as fast as she could up a floor just to try to hide teh fact that she had entered it. Of coarse teh simpletons would not find her, it was teh smarter villains she feared, the ones who would pick up on teh wounds inflicted upon her leaving trail of blood. she looked around for anything to try to bandage herself up, She ended up using her batterang to slice up the bedsheets on teh floor she was on. Removing her mask to wipe the blood from her ears and the suit was also removed as she wrapped her torso and tended the ankle, again using her tool to remove the bullet in bedded in her foot. With teh batterang in her foot making to whole bigger as she tried to dislodge teh bullet it was all she could manage to not scream. It hurt. but she need that bullet but before wrapping her foot. Finally she pulled it out and felt tears roll down her face. This was too much, she was not built for this, she couldn't beat the joker, even though he never seemed to be around. The battle with Batman left them both missing for a while. The joker however did return, but only for a brief moment, since then he too had disappeared, even though his men stuck around. As for the woman who shot her. Alex had no idea exactly who she was. Obviously the woman had yet to make a name for herself. With a sigh she looked out the building's window, the Jokers were there, she couldn't escape right now. instead she just zipped up her suit, the tightness keeping pressure on the makeshift wrappings serving as bandages. e however didn't feel like putting her mask back on, instead she headed to teh bed, she had bled quite a bit, so she needed the rest anyway, if she was lucky they wouldn't take a hint of teh sudden stop of the blood trail, if Alex was lucky, she would have time to sleep.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Duela smugly observed her accuracy as she followed the trail of blood albeit it was a difficult journey, she inherited her father's nimbleness and her mother's flexibility. She leaped and swung and jumped, laughing joyfully as she continued to shoot bullets at Batgirl, disappointed when she continued to evade her pursuit of murder. Maybe she could keep the girl alive long enough to torture her and send the pictures to the rest of the Bat Family, the look on their faces would be priceless! Oh, dolly, my sweet flower. Where are you? She sang, standing atop a 2 story building, scanning the area for the slightest movement, even shooting at mice who dared scurried past her line of sight.There you are. The green-haired pale woman aimed her lipstick tube and clicked fired--click.Damnit. She muttered as she reloaded the tube, but by the time she looked up, Batgirl had vanished.Perfect. She gritted her teeth, muttering obscenities as she kicked at a cement wall, then clutching her injured foot. Without a prey to chase, the hunter somberly began to walk down the road, her head bowed, the bells on her top hat jingling, but in a sad tune.What happened, lady, did they get the best of you, again? One of joker's henchmen strolled by, Duela narrowed her eyes and tackled him against a wall, hissing, No one gets the best of me. She suffocated him with a rag sprayed with poisonous chemicals, at least he died with a smile on his face. Just when she was about to walk home, she spotted a new trail of crimson, and her eyes lit up excitedly, acquiring her old perky spark.Yippee. She giggled, jumping from ledge to window ledge, until the trail stopped. It was all she could to keep from laughing she didn't breathe as she opened the window, peering inside at the plain-looking room, and saw an unrecognizable woman in the bed. Just an ordinary girl,Scuse me, hun. She crawled inside casually, walking up to the innocent citizen, grabbing her by the gullet, and holding her up against the wall.A friend of mine came through here. And you're going to tell me where she went. Her lips spread into a thin smile, taking out a switchblade and holding it to her throat.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

Batgirl is still in uniform just teh mask is off Luckily Alex had kept hold of her batterang. This girl seemed so eager to find her that she didn't even realize she had found her, that gave Alex the opportunity to jab the edge of the wing into the arm holding teh switchblade, it would be enough to at least give Alex a chance to get away. Instead of finishing the job like she should have though she grabbed her mask and jumped out teh window again, right into another small group of thugs, the same ones from before, but this time she didn't have time to deal with them. Instead she rushed one and kicked him square in teh jaw knocking him out and then continued on. The only option Alex had was escape, her wounds had not healed and already she could tell the movement had made teh wrapping on her torso shift. At least this time though the blood was not dripping onto teh ground. Still teh night was young and the sun would not rise for hours. How the hell did Batman do this. My first villain and I have no chance. That comment alone made Alex laugh. a simple short laugh but it was funny that she could not even come close to comparing to her idol. Even batgirl, the real one, was so much better than she was. over here i heard someone laugh. Alex groaned lowly as she crept behind a dumpster. If she was lucky they wouldn't see her, all she needed was a few hours. Just some time to recuperate and escape. Though if the joker clone found her, Alex decided not to think about it. She had pissed her off twice, she doubted there would be a third.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

That just demonstrates what a total blonde I am. XD How could she not have noticed? She, the daughter of the devil, was bested by a little bitch in a leather suit...no matter how sexy she looked in it. Duela ran her fingers through her greased back hair, knowing what her father would say, she could just hear him cackle and snap, The apple falls farther from the tree than I thought. Because he loved to make her feel small and insignificant. She jumped out the window, not caring that her arm was still bleeding, she let the pain wash over her as she fell on top of a dumpster, not even noticing her target behind it, but instead followed the henchmen as they ran in the opposite direction, having thought they heard something move that way. To stifle the blood, she ripped off one of the legs of her pants, and tying it around her arm. By the time she had completed this simple task, those silly buffoons had already vanished from view. She sighed, shaking her head frustratingly, kicking the dumpster, and sitting on top of it, the opposite side of where Batgirl was located.I just...I just want to mean something. She murmured to no one in particular, who knows, maybe her delusional mind had conjured up some imaginary friend to keep her company.I stink at being the bad guy, and my daddy's one of the scariest people in Gotham! What's wrong with me? She fell back, letting her head hit the dumpster, stared up at the sky.
Thread: Ashes of Gotham (Gashnaw x Vampirate2135)

But i bet youre a cute blond, so it makes up for it Alex heaved heavily when he noticed the guys move on, however she could tell Duela was still on teh dumpster right next to her. She didn't have her baterang with her and figured she dropped it, not like she didn't have more at her batcave, or at least what served as hers. Although she didn't know how advanced Batman's was, she knew it existed, and knew that is where he kept his vehicles, she only wished she could find it. She had a feeling Bruce wayne was Batman, as he had the money to buy the tech Batman used. But there was no proof he was batman and since so many people split, Bruce wayne disappearance could easily be blamed on that. Still Alex needed something to get rid of teh female above her. Since she had no tool at her disposal she decided to just creep away, though standing alone was not going to be as silent as she hoped. She did managed to get about five feet before her legs gave out, teh blood she had lost by this point was starting to take its toll on her body. Slowly she rolled over looking over at teh girl who had now become her nemesis wondering if she even noticed Alex not even five feet away before she finally passed out.