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Thread: Why should I love you? (Ironic and YourFavoriteSenpai)

He yawned, standing up and following it with a stretch. It was really early in the morning for him. Strange. He looked at her bed before placing his hands against his chest. Strange. I feel warm. Rested. Do blankets really feel this warm? Is it the bed that feels soft? He looked over his shoulder, watching his sister go to the bathroom. Sleeping with her wasn't really that bad. She was actually pretty cute in her sleep . His hand covered his mouth, moving fast enough to recoil back from the impact. The sheer force was enough to force back on the bed. Ouch. I hope she didn't hear that. Hopefully her shower is loud enough. Her shower is pretty loud already- His eyes looked through the absence of doors separating him and the shower. For a brief moment, he was just able to catch a glimpse of her body. The water running down her curves. Her body was more than just attractive. It was magnetic. It was as if the gods blessed her with the beauty of Aphrodite. It was as if the god of art sculpted her physique. From her face, to her shoulders, down to her breasts. He was pretty sure, the ass of statues placed within art museums were based on her ow. Her legs were smooth as silk. No no no, she's your sister. Even if she's a babe. His mind began to deceive him, confusing his emotions. What was she first to him? She's my sister first. She's my sister. Mother will not accept this type of thinking. He began to try and look away. His instincts were driving him insane. Of course it was, she was his sister, not his lover. No way she'd even think the same too. She probably has a boyfriend or something. Even if she's pretty. And kind... And loves me. He shook his head, palming his cheeks. Nevermind that now. Red spilled onto his cheeks as dirty thoughts diluted his pure intentions. I have school to attend to now. I need to study and focus for the sake of both of us. His tattoo began to glow faint scarlet. The outlines tracing it shown blood moving through his body towards his arm. Ajul was hungry again. Vari laid back against the bed. It was always around morning when Ajul fed off his energy. His life drained right before his eyes. He looked over to his sister once again, quietly leaving her room. He stumbled as he moved, holding the wall to guide his footsteps. Step by step, his walk was similar to a drunkards. Crap... I need to... Get to... School. He trudged against his weight, falling to the floor.
Thread: Why should I love you? (Ironic and YourFavoriteSenpai)

The shower enveloped her form, the water droplets caressing her skin, wetting her hair. The warmth took her away, her lids closed as her face was hit by the stream. I slept with my brother... She whispered to herself, wondering how they managed to get there... oh right, Ajul... what a dick. Yet, she thanked him for getting them to be with each other again. Maybe my sword did more damage than good? Washing, rinsing, shampoo, conditioning, rinsing, shave, rinsing. Turning off the knobs she would pat herself dry with a nearby blue towel, wrapping it around her tresses after she was done, then grabbing another towel and ushering out to get in her bedroom. By now she figured Vance would have left and got ready for school, but instead he lied on her floor. Vance?! Are you okay? Whats wrong? She questioned, taking him by his shoulders and shaking him just in case he lost consciousness. If it wasnt her that was sick or corrupted, it was him. Might as well call the duo the chaotic twins, or Ying and Yang. Regardless, they always got in trouble with something.
Thread: Why should I love you? (Ironic and YourFavoriteSenpai)

I'm fine. I just tripped. Vari stood up, smiling despite his weakness. This wasn't was he needed right before school started. More importantly, this isn't what his sister needed. Slowly, Vari found the strength in his legs to get up. His legs found no solace in his motives. They shook like a child who was in fear, struggling to carry himself up. Dont you worry about me . The smile hid his agony, the pain fromm his arm was immense. It wasn't a peaceful process. This feeding took a lot of energy and life force to keep up for even small periods of time. The color from his face drained as blood was coming out of his system. This was going to be a tough first day. Nothing's wrong. I'm just tired from last night. That's all. Vari wobbled towards his room where he dissapeared to each morning. The only place where he truly felt like he belonged. His fortress of solitude awaited him. Let me get ready alright? Maybe a coffee would be nice. He knew this was a lie. There's no way he could tell her about the secret of his arm. She doesn't deserve to have her happiness taken away by a guy like him. It was his weakness. As he entered his room, he sat ontop of the grass. The pond's fish swam in harmony as the sounds of birds gave him peace. Pain shot up his arm, but his mind was not afflicted. Finally. His eyes closed before shooting open. Shit. Classes are about to start . His closet appeared before him, showing his wardrobe. Cloaks, gear, and clothing were hung before him. He grabbed his favorite outfit, one that his mother made, and walked outside. You're going to be late El. It was fine for him to use a nickname. People won't exactly know who she is with her new identity, so giving her a shortened version of her real name shouldn't pose a risk. The bus isn't going to wait for you. Ajul stood nearby him, holding the door open. If you don't move any quicker, I'll punish you! Sparks of electricity escaped his hands. Vari stood away, one step after the other. I'm not trying to get shocked hear Ajul. Calm down. Ajul sighed, tapping his elbow as he crossed his arms. Too long. Vari looked up at him. Well, I did overhear something about girls taking their time with getting ready. Something about them taking too long with appearances.
Thread: Why should I love you? (Ironic and YourFavoriteSenpai)

Are you sure you're alright? She would question, inspecting his form as he still didn't seem up to it. I don't think you just tripped. You're shaking like a leaf. What's up with you? Elly wasn't getting fooled by his lack of response, but something clicked when he mentioned that he might need some coffee to power through the day. Okay, but you better be ready by the time coffee is finished and I'm done getting ready Elly nodded affirmatively. It didn't take long for her to quickly dress herself after getting the coffee machine ready. Makeup was a bare minimum as she only placed mascara and concealer on her face. The home smelt of coffee, making El's mouth water at the thought of drinking a piping hot cup. Gathering her and Vance some in a to-go canteen, she would enter in his room after knocking. Hey, got your coffee. I tried to hurry up. Now feel better today, okay? This is the first day and you can't be feeling so icky. She smiled before heading out towards the door, waiting for Vance to follow before the bus came at its normal route. Sit by me, please She would ask before stepping on, looking over her shoulder to see if Vance was faring okay with the stairs, and if he wasn't she would help him. She called dibs on the window seat, patting next to her so he could sit beside. I have beginning sword, history of a warrior, beginning fighting tactics, and art for fun. How about you?
Thread: Why should I love you? (Ironic and YourFavoriteSenpai)

Variance held onto the rails of the bus stairs, relying on them to hold his weight as he climbed the treacherous steps. Each step was harder than the last as he slowed down the growing line behind him. Get out the way! One of the warriors pushed him to the side, huffing as he calmed down from his chase to the bus. He barely missed it even with the help of his sheer strength and pure agility. Variance never stood a chance at the strength of his push, falling forward on the bus. Ouch. Hey! Why'd you push me? Although weak, he was serious. Bullying was something that he wouldn't allow go unpunished. Because, you're holding back everyone else. Find a seat already, we're all going to be late for class thanks to you. The bully laughed, mocking Vari. The others in the bus either boo'd Variance or stayed silent. Fine. He walked over to his sister quietly, trying to hold himself back for the sake of his sister making it to class on time. Eventually, he cooled down. Being nearby his sister gave him some solace, just her irradiating warmth was encapturing. He smiled, calming down from the hell that was his morning feeding Ajul and the physical assertion on the bus. I have just a few magic classes. A beginner element class, summoning 101, healing 100, and two electives. His smile grew further. Just language and art. He looked down at her hand before thinking. Maybe.... Maybe we could be like old times. His thoughts drifted him back to a time where he used to hold hands with her. Whether in times of difficulty, or in times of grandeur, they held hands. He scooted closer to her, inch by inch. Soon, he was just close enough to hold her hand and claim it was just by accident. One finger after another, his hand crawled over hers, resting above her own. It may not be enough to call it exactly like before, but just this was enough. Vari began talking about other things. How's the sword? I hope it didn't try to keep killing after Ajul knocked us out. I wonder what the first day of class is going to be like? Oh? Your armor is really nice today, you gave it a sparkle! Finally, he was able to get to talk to his sister just the way he wanted to for so long. His hands held on to hers from above her knuckles, but just being close to what it was before was enough to make him forget about the pain he suffers. I hope you slept well. No! I don't know why we woke up together. Maybe it was Ajul who put us there, he did say he was doing things to make us work together. I'd like to work with you, but me and you are just a little too different you know? Nearby the bully eyed him from behind. Its clear that the guy didn't like Vari. Maybe its because Vari was a commoner, maybe it was because he was a mage, maybe even because he was talking with Elara, or maybe it was a mix from all three. He cracked his knuckles, whispering to his friends.
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Thread: The Motel's Mistress

It's late, when Aimi Shin swings into the motel, tired and exhausted as she drags her car into the parking lot. She's been doing a tour of America ever since she moved here, eight years ago. The vestiges of her accent have long since faded, and she's now finally started doing the southern states, the less visited ones. She hadn't anticipated the amount of driving, and wondered if she should have taken a rest stop a few miles back. Still, driving alone was getting kind of boring, and the girl struggled to grab her backpack outside of her car, leaving the larger suitcase in the trunk and grabbing the keys as she moved towards the door. A bell jangled, as she entered, not seeing anyone immediately. The girl shrugged, tossing her shiny black hair over her shoulder, and studying the front desk, approaching carefully as she waits for the owner, looking at the room rates. She's only got enough to pay for the night, and probably in one of the cheaper rooms, with a meal. Not terrible, she thinks, as she looks around the place, her phone out, taking a cute picture with her fingers curved into a V. She forgets, predictably, to send the picture as she hears the sounds of someone approaching. As a result, Aimi shoves her phone into her bag, and turns, smiling to the lady at the front desk now as she asks, politely, Do you have a room for one? I'll take the cheaper stay, just for the night. And if you've got anything to eat, that'd be great. She hadn't eaten since mid-afternoon, which wasn't too bad, but well, she'd hoped for better. Her hand ruffled through her hair, as she held her hand out and said, I'm Aimi, by the way!
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

Veronica was in the back watching TV when she heard the bell ring. It was a welcome relief....ever since the Interstate was built the loose assemblage of buildings reminded many a wayward traveler of a ghost town. The motel itself was little more than a row of decades old bungalows----think of the ramshackle row of rooms in Alfred Hitchcock's classic movie, 'Psycho'--- But in the shadows directly behind the motel office a much darker version of reality was hidden away. In a converted barn was a series of rooms. Every once in a while, a female motorist happened to come by, just like the asian girl that just arrived in the office. If the female was fairly attractive and alone, she became the perfect bait. A young blonde was hanging suspended from the ceiling in one room, head down, tubes attached to her vibrating tits. Like the asian, she was a weary traveler, stopped at the motel and was never heard from again. Hang on, I'm coming, Veronica called out. The brunette 32 year old put down her wine glass and entered the lobby through the rear door. A very attractive raven haired asian girl was just signing the reservation book.....'Aimi Hmmm.....Aimi, is that how you spell your name?, she said.....very nice....very nice indeed.... Veronica looked out the window to see the one suitcase in the car. How fortunate....it looked like the girl didn't carry a lot with her......it wouldn't take much to erase all traces of the girl....once she was drugged and kidnapped, anyway..... I'm Veronica, she said, smiling....and I own this place. Well, me and the bank, I should say. We're slightly off the main drag, but there's a fairly decent diner across the street....if you hurry, you should still be able to get dinner before they close for the night. She went to the pegboard, fished out a key and handed it to the attractive asian. Room number 4, she said.....better drop your luggage in your room and head across the street or no food 'till morning.... While the asian went to the coffeehouse, Veronica went back to the barn. The nude and gagged blonde was still feebly struggling. another hour on the milking machine and you'll be done for the night, she explained.... Veronica went back to the motel office, waited for the asian to come back....she'd give her about an hour or so then come over and more properly greet the girl.....with a ballgag......
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

While it was dark out, the twenty-four year old hadn't really worried about that sort of thing. After all, who traveled alone if they didn't have some guts to them? So far, she'd managed to handle everything just fine, really, and all she wanted was a nice bite to eat, and some place to crash for the night. By tomorrow morning, she planned to be on the road again, driving to the next tourist stop only five hours away. Tucking that thought away, Aimi turned to the owner, Veronica, and said easily, Thanks! I'll take your suggestion! It was nice meeting you, Veronica. With that, she headed into room number four, a pretty decent place to toss her backpack. She didn't need to move her suitcase, for now, and she'd be fine to just leave it in her car. Nodding to herself, she ignored the call of the bed to wal out towards the diner across the street. And with that, she shuffled out of the motel, not seeing or thinking to herself that anything was particularly wrong, really. Aimi found herself at the diner, getting some pizza from a bleary-eyed waitress that seemed bored with life itself and her phone to flip through her photos through. By the time she was done, she was heading back to the motel to shower and get to bed. She'd just started to change out of her tourist wear, grabbing an oversized t-shirt to sleep in, pulling it over her head and leaving on her classic lacy white panties, before heading towards the sturdy looking bed, with a thick headboard and soft mattress, though the quilts were a bit kitschy, but she'd gotten used to that with motels. The knock on the door startled her from her path, and again, Aimi didn't think, presuming correctly it was the owner as she pulled open the door. Hi! Can I help you? she asked, trying to be polite but the smile wasn't all there, because really, she just wanted to be left alone, now, to enjoy her night.
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

Veronica gazed at the girl as she opened the door. She was even sexier looking in those bikini panties and T shirt.....it took her a few seconds to compose herself again. I brought over a cup of chamomille tea, she said. trust me, it's just the thing to help you relax....I guarantee you'll be out like a light.... It was painfully obvious that the asian didn't really want the interruption so Veronica made her move. She took the girl's hand, led her to the bed and sat down on the side with her. When the girl tried to move away she suddenly grabbed her by the neck. I'm sorry, she said, bringing the cup to the girl's mouth.....I'm afraid I must insist.... With suprising strength, she pinned the girl down, pinched her nose to force her mouth open and poured the drug loaded tea down the girl's throat. Once done, she let go, got up and went to the door, blocking the girl's only means of escape, even though within seconds she would pass out. She wouldn't be able to make it to the door if she tried.... Once the girl was out, Veronica quickly stripped the asian nude, secured the ballgag in her mouth then hogtied her. She got the girl's keys, got in her car and drove it around back. A series of garages were connected to the barn. She pulled the car into an empty space next to the blonde's Fiat, then closed and locked the garage. Next she took branches and erased all evidence that the asian was ever here. The guest book in the lobby was only there for decoration and was also quickly disposed of. Veronica returned to Room 4, sat on the side of the bed and waited for the girl to wake up.
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

Tea? Aimi wanted to scoff, turn the woman away politely and say she didnt need any tea, but something shifted. The motel owner just entered, and Aimi was dragged along, startled as she asked, Wait - Im not - The attempt was futile, as she was forced onto the bed, trying again, Hang on - I - The entire thing fell apart, as she was flipped down and Ainu cried out in shock, as tea was forced down her throat. Some dribbled down her lips, onto her shirt, but for the most part she was forced to swallow, coughing as she did. And from there, everything went blurry, and then dark. When aimi woke up again, her shirt and panties were missing, body bare against the fabric of the bed. Blearily she tried to lift her head, only to realize there was something plastic in her mouth, forcing it open. She tried to struggle, to remove it, and then found her legs and hands were tied, which meant her movements were more rocking back and forth, unable to free herself and quickly they became more erratic, before she slumped, looking around wild and terrified before she finally saw Veronica again. Horror and anger flooded, and the Asian girl flushed, demanding around the ballgag but her words were swallowed and stuffed, as she looked on, captured and unable to do anything about it.
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

Another fly trapped in my web, Veronica said with an evil grin. She sat down next to the confused and struggling girl, ran a finger over her bare and exposed ass then slipped it in between her ass cheeks, playfully poking her puckered hole. I'm going to enjoy using you, she continued. your'e going to become one of my milk maids. Go ahead and struggle all you want...there's no trace of you being here, no one will be looking for you.... She grabbed the girl and turned her on one side, playfully pulling and twisting her nipples then bending over, began to suck on them. mmmmmm, very tasty, she murmered. Just perfect for the machine. Now, what about the rest of you....? Veronica slipped a finger inside the girl's pussy and slowly began masturbating her...after a couple minutes of finger fucking, she withdrew, took out her finger and sucked on it. you taste delicious, she said.....your'e going to make a great sex slave, but for now, I need to show you the Barn..... Veronica brought over a wheeled cart, the same ones used by large hotels to transport luggage. She dragged the girl onto the cart, adding additional rope to make sure she couldn't roll off. The night was cold as she pushed the cart outside and around the back. The barn lay directly behind the motel....from the outside it looked like any old barn....faded red peeling paint, weathered boards as if it stood for a hundred years, but this was decieving. Veronica slid open a door and pushed the cart inside. There were a series of rooms all made of concrete blocks with no windows. Some rooms had exposed rafters in the ceiling, ropes and chains hanging down....one had some kind of machine and a platform which looked like a person would be strapped down to it. Veronica continued. Someone in the next room I think you should meet, she said, opening the door. There was sounds of a machine....inside was a blonde girl, naked in her 20's. 2 long hoses were attached to her nipples, her tits encased in plexiglass globes. The girl was hanging by her wrists, feet bound together. She had a black rubber object in her mouth. This is an inflatable gag, Veronica explained, pressing on the squeezebulb. The ball in the girl's mouth expanded...... I'm going to keep you here while she's being harvested, the woman said, turning the cart so the bound and gagged asian was forced to watch as the blonde struggled and swayed back and forth.
Thread: The Motel's Mistress

The touch was worse, and Aimi was shocked, as she felt a finger against her ass, brushing the hole and she flushed, her cheeks clenching involuntarily to try and prevent it. What the fuck did milk maid mean? Her nipple, surprisingly, went hard in Veronicas mouth, and she squirmed, trying to free herself but it did nothing. She was lean, small, her breasts round and full for her size. It got worse as the fingers dived into her pussy, stroking with a gentle expertise, fucking in and out and to Aimis horror, she was starting to get wet. She clenched, trying to make it difficult but it only gave more friction, and she whimpered, as the fingers moved until they were gone and she was relieved, not quite on the edge but still in her senses. Then they were moving. In the cold air, against the cool metal cart, her nipples hardened and her skin burst into goosebumps, her shivers ignored as they entered the barn she hadnt paid attention to when driving in. And then she saw the girl. And despite her better judgement, Aimi couldnt look away, staring at the girl in absolute horror, as the globes fit on those breasts, as she swayed, bound tight and continued to be used, unsteadily. What fucked up experiment was this?