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Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie swallowed once again, she was confused by now, trying to follow his words, her eyes flickering between the three people. Her pink tongue darted out to lick her dry lips, she looked back at her 'master' it would take her a long time to deal with that whole concept, shaking softly she tried catching each of his words. Against her own best interest, she could feel her nipples harden in two little peaks. She closed her eyes briefly then opened them, they stared at her 'master.' She caught the gist of some of them here and there. Until she heard him speak about her womanhood, her eyes remained normal sized, although on the inside, she wished she could have been brought here to visit her sister. Now she had to go through all of this....just to rescue her little sister. She was struggling to understand why people would willingly go through this. This all sounded like a crock-of-bull and yet apparently people liked this, they enjoyed being controlled.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Mike dissapeared from view, then wheeling in a small portable barbacue, upon shich was placed a pot full of wax. The barbecue was lit and the wax molten. Sarah smiled down at Jorie. There may be a little pain. You may need to bite down on something. She leaned forward and placed a large erect nipple into Jorie's mouth. Mike used a wooden spatula to apply the wax. Then he pressed cotton strips over the area before roughly pulling the strips off, taking the wax and Jorie's pubic hair with it.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie's eyes widened realizing what was going to happen, she looked up at Sarah then blinked feeling her nipple in her mouth. There was no way she was going to bite down on her nipple. No. She wouldn't, she knew she couldn't. Her thoughts were cut off. A tiny cry pulled from Jorie, eyes closing tightly, her teeth inevitably nipping down on Sarah's nipple.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Sarah gave out a surprised gasp as Jorie bit into her nipple. She closed her eyes and smiled. Jolie had drawn blood. She was savouring the pain. She exchanged her left nipple for her right, placing that in Jolie's mouth. The waxing continued untill Jolie's sex was completely bare. Blake spoke again. Now your womanhood is free for all to see we must give you the final lesson of today before freeing you of your bonds and welcoming you into your new life. You see, pain and pleasure are two sides of the same coin. One can be transmuted into another with enough focus, enough concentration. He went out of view and returned, handing a large and wicked looking whip to Mike. Six lashes, he ordered. No more, no less. Mike did as he commanded. The whip struck six times in slow succession over Jorie's naked pussy.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Again, against her own thoughts. Her teeth connected with Sarah's nipple, small whimpers pulling from deep inside of Jorie, when it was over she exhaled a relieved sigh. She was lost again, by his words. Pain and Pleasure. Focus and Concentration. She took the words in, burying them in her mind, her eyes widened when she saw the whip. Oh God....No.... Her body shook vigorously, a scream mixed with fear and pleasure coming from her. What could she say? The girl had always enjoyed the sight of whips. The whole concept of them being used during sex, interested her.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Each time the whip struck, each time Jorie bit down on Sarah's nipple, the woman gave out a cry of pleasure. She had moved her hands down to her now moist pussy and had inserted her fingers into it's moistness. With each bite she pushed ther fingers further into her own sex, enjoying the mixture of pleasure and pain. Now the whip was withdrawn and mike knelt at Jorie's feet. His toungue started to draw circles over now reddened and sensitive skin between her legs, not yet tasting the inside of her, but merely exploring the outside of her naked sex. Sarah continued to masturbate furiously.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie's body tensed a small moan coming from her, her eyes closed her hips jerking at Mike's touch. How in the world did her younger sister do this? Jorie shook softly, her eyes shut tightly, it didn't make any sense. Her mind was fuzzy, she tried to concentrate on why she was here, her eyes opened and she looked up at Sarah, her eyes followed her every move. Another moan when she looked back down and saw Mike. How in the world was she going to save her sister....and herself....?
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Mike's tounge contined to draw cirles around Jorie's moist sex. Finally it circled inwards, exploring her inner recesses, lapping up her moisness and caressing her from within - a stark contrast to the whipping she had recieved earlier. Black remained impassive, watching the spectacle. His face showed no emotion. Sarah removed her fingers from between her legs, ran them over her own breasts. She lifted herself onto the slab to which Jorie was tied and lowered herself down so that her moist wetness was less than an inch from Jorie's face.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie's body jerked slightly, a moan came from her feeling what Mike was doing, her eyes closed as a shudder ran through her body, the whipping hadn't been all that bad, yes it had hurt but sadly she had enjoyed it. Opening her eyes she almost screamed when she saw Sarah was was above her. Her eyes flew to what was directly above her. Jorie blinked, slowly, then licked her lips and reached up with her head she slowly and carefully began licking Sarah's freshly played with pussy.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Mike's tongue continued to draw circles around Jorie's clit as Sarah cried out in pleasure, Jorie's tongue working on her own wet, hungry pussy. His hands had grasped his own hardened cock and he was stroking himself slowly as he did so. Blake just continued to watch. Once Mike began to sense the first of Jories Orgasms. He started stoking harder. A few seconds later he gave out a groan, his seed spilling onto the cold stone floor. Jorie was also shuddering with wave after wave of orgasm, her wetness moistening Jorie's face. Then Mike and Sarah stood. They undid Jories Bonds. Sarah planted a kiss on Jorie's lips. Welcome to the Ecstasy of Enlightenment, sister, she said. Blake finally smiled. He walked to the door of the room, opening it. The room had been soundproofed and on opening the door a flood of music entered the room from outside. Beyond the door was a short hallway leading to another door from which the music was emanating. Sarah winked at Jorie. We set up a little welcoming party for you, she said.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie's body shook, feeling her own orgasm taking her body. Feeling Sarah's orgasm she licked her own face where she could reach with her tongue, once the binds were undone Jorie sighed softly. Only her sigh was cut short feeling Sarah's lips on her own. Sitting up slowly, her body not quite ready to move after the pleasure she had felt, and given, she wasn't ready to move, but knew she had to. Looking towards the door hearing the music she blinked and looked back at Sarah. A party? What type of party? was the only thought running through her head.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Sarah flashed a smile at Jorie. Coming? she said, and hurried down the corridoor. Inside was a bare room with a large sound system in one corner. Rugs had been placed on the floor and there were surfaces surrounding the edge of the room on which lay various drinks and food. On the rugs themselves were many men and women. All of them were dressed in the same collar that Jorie wore and they were chatting, drinking and dancing. Some of them were having sex, oblivious to the revelry of their colleagues.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

Jorie followed Sarah quickly, once they reached the room her eyes flew around, as she tried to see if she could spot her sister in the room. She was here for her sister, not for her own enjoyment, she had to remember that. She had to. Seeing the other people wearing collar's as well, Jorie's fingers went up and touched her own collar, a bit surprised, then again, she hadn't known what to expect when she got here...where ever here was.
Thread: Initiation (With Dawn Dearest)

OOC sorry I have been quite inactive recently. RL issues. I should start being more regular at posting now. Ronnie was definately not here. At least not in the room that she was in. No matter how hard she searched Jorie found no sign of her sister. He watched her as she made her way through the crowd. She was definately looking for someone or something. Her face, her features were familiar. They looked like someone he once knew. The dark haired man continued to follow Jorie with his blue-grey eyes. He carefully walked around the room, ignoring the attentions of various women who tried to coax him with their bodies and their mouths. He kept her in sight at all times.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

Six-year-old Matthew was bright for his age, more than most adults gave him credit for. He started reading well before his peers and never had any problems in school. Of course like any young boy he had a curiosity streak that could get him into trouble sometimes and his rambunctious nature always drove his parents up the wall. So when the had a chance to take a short vacation by themselves, a chance to catch up on some well-deserved rest, they took it. So now Matthew found himself being babysat by a young girl he barely knew. So of course he went out of her way to make things difficult for her. Every time she turned her back he was off running somewhere, crawling up things he shouldn't, sneaking snacks, and raising hell. So when she told him to sit down and play with his toys so she could get her homework done, and then tell him not to even look at her books on advanced demonology, he knew what he had to do. He was on them like a fly to honey when she left for the bathroom, pouring over the papers in the book and looking over the strange, demonic pictures. Without even thinking he started reading aloud the words on the page, the strange language almost using him as a medium. Many had read these words but this time something was different. The six-year-old could barely comprehend what he was doing, but for the first time in century the stars above were perfectly aligned and the boy read the words just right. The boy barely had a time to scream as he was thrown back from the table and into the wall as electricity and smoke poured from the book and filled the room. The round rocked the house tendrils of black mist filled the room and enveloped the boy.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

Part of her wondered who she had ticked off in a past life to get stuck with Matthew, not that he was a bad child per-se. He was just a handful to babysit and she worried about doing her homework around him, especially her advanced demonology work. It wasn't as if he could actually conjure a demon, at least, she thought he couldn't but it was the worry that he would run to his parents and explain all the manner of horrifying and detailed prints that were on most pages in the thick textbook. She had waited until the last possible second and when he seemed to be distracted by his toys before she hurried off to the bathroom and relieved herself. As she washed her hands, she look a moment to review herself in the mirror--she had put on a few pounds since fall semester had started and her body had fleshed out some giving her a softer, more feminine appearance. Her eyes were still too wide for her face and stared out searchingly from skin bleached from fluorescent lights. She dried off her hands before she splashed water on her face to wake herself up--she didn't mind long babysitting jobs, but when she couldn't get the adventurous child to bed...well, it quickly became a long night. She ran her fingers through her tousled brown hair and unlocked the bathroom door before she stumbled into the wall as the house rocked and her eyes widened at the barely there shriek from Matthew. All the terrible things that could have happened in her absence--he turned on the shove and let the room fill up with gas before he lit a match, or someone broke in! A bomb went off in the neighborhood. Her breath came in short pants and she ran through the rumbling house and back into the living and her breath caught in her throat as she watched the chaos that emitted from her textbook. It was impossible, but it was happening. Her eyes, one bright blue and one bright green, scanned the room quickly before she stare Matthew's crumpled body at the base of the wall and she ran towards him before falling to the ground beside him and hesitated at shaking him, Matthew? Matthew, oh god, don't be dead!
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

The boy was still breathing but unconscious, a blessing for him as the sight of what he had unleashed would have scared the boy senseless. The black smoke twisted around the room and seemed to smother the girl, pressing underneath her clothes and feeling the contours or her body as if it itself was alive. Electricity crackled around the room, snuffing out the lights and leaving only a dark red luminescence emanating from the book. Cries and howls came from nowhere as the door to the other side was unlocked and something stepped through. It seemed to grow from the table, a huge black thing that seemed impossible large and wolf-like. Burning red eyes and sharp fangs were its most prominent features through the haze of smoke and one could only make out the outline of the rest of its huge body. It stared the girl and her charge down, like a predator does its prey, and let out a growl and struck the soul. And then, it stopped. The smoke slowly retracted itself and the creature began to change. What was once a huge, bestial wolf became a man, or at least the semblance of one. He stood well over six feet tall on the table, his toned muscular body putting those of mortals to shame. His skin was a dark and his eyes still retained the blood red from before. Two black horns sprouted from his forehead, marking him for what he was demon. He looked down at girl, his black coat moving to reveal a clawed hand. The child, give him to me.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

Matthew's quiet but quiet breathing sent a shudder of relief that turned to a shudder of revulsion when the black smoke seemed to feel her up and brush against her skin as it explored her without embarrassment. She waved her hand at it, trying to disperse it as she coughed and pressed Matthew's face against her shoulder--what ever that smoke was, it probably wasn't something he should be breathing in. Felicity jumped as the lights finally went out and she stared at the malevolent red glow from her textbook, and she pressed closer to the wall, cradling Matthew to her. Her eyes were wide as the howls started and she felt cold down to her very soul and started to shiver. She closed her eyes tightly as it lunged at her and she was prepared to feel the painful glance of claws or fangs. As nothing happened, she peered towards the book and stared at the demon on the table. More bestial than humanoid, she paled even more as he revealed a clawed hand and spoke. Her mind reeled for a moment--he wanted Matthew? She looked down at the unconscious child in her arms and shook her head, N-no. You, you can't have him! Felicity racked her brain to remember how to banish a demon, or at least change their pursuits but nothing came to mind, except to make a deal and that was the last thing you wanted to do with a demon. A deal could have a loophole and the demon would be more than willing to exploit said loophole and take everything, even the things he hadn't been promised before. She swallowed and made her voice more firm, No.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

The demon regarded her impassively. Though his features were human-like and betrayed no emotion you could still feel the malevolence behind them, the raw darkness that surged beneath his skin, if it was skin. He pulled back his hand and with one small gesture flames erupted at her feet, breaking though the floorboards and hitting the ceiling. It was a simple display of power, meant to cow her into submission and surrender. He was not one to suffer the weak. Give him to me, he repeated, stressing every syllable and making it clear that he was not a being to be trifled with. The child has summoned me to this realm. The contract that binds us now makes it clear that I may take him back with me to my kingdom to be my heir. You will surrender him, or suffer the consequences.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

Felicity yelped as flames erupted at her feet and she pulled them back quickly and watched as they scorched the ceiling. Her heart pounded in her chest and her throat was tight as she watched the display of power. It frightened her, but terror was a natural reaction in this case. She held onto Matthew and shook her head even as he stressed every syllable as if she were a young child. She glanced down at Matthew--how could he, a little boy with no formal education in demonology or languages, have managed to summon this monster into his living-room? Oddly enough, an odd thought popped into her head--what would his parents say when they returned to see the broken floorboards and scorched ceiling, and possibly, their son missing? She shivered slightly before she shook her head again, No. You can't have him... She bit her bottom lip and considered it, A deal...H-how about a deal?
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

His lips curled back in a short sneer revealing a row of sharp, white teeth designed to rip and tear. He was quickly growing frustrated with this situation but, as were all his kind, he was bound by laws. For the first time in a century a mortal summoned him and a young child, the perfect template from which to mold his heir. But, though the boy was bound by the blood oath spoken from the book he was under the care of his parents who were the only ones who could release him. Of course, they had transferred their power to this young girl, so perhaps she would be more willing to bend. His eyes bore into her as he took one step forward. At least it seemed like one step but the next moment he was right in front of her and holding her chin gently with his fingers. His black claws were a hairs breath away from her neck and he could feel the life-blood pulsing through her. What do you offer?
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

She yelped as her chin was suddenly held gently between his fingers and Felicity could feel his claws brush gently against her neck if she so much as twitched. She looked to the side as she tried to think of a deal that would interest the demon what did they normally want, she thought desperately? How did all of the things she learned in class just disappear the moment she needed it the most? She swallowed hard before she took a breath and tried to calm her nerves--think, she encouraged herself as her arms kept Matthew's unconscious form closer, especially with the demon's proximity. She licked her lips before she spoke, I...I...offer...Six days! Six days in the mortal world to change your mind, but...you can't leave this house or cause visitors harm. Her voice was strangled towards the end what was she thinking? Matthew's parents would be home in six days, and if she could change his mind...they wouldn't have to know about this at all. She looked up at the demon, her bi-colored eyes showed nothing but desperation, slight fear, but overwhelming worry.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

He cocked his head to the side, slightly interested in her offer. Six days...such time was trivial in the long run he had no real limit for his time on earth. There was nothing she could do to change his mind, of this he was certain. He released her from his hold, pulling back and looming over her as he considered the arrangement. This seemed to be the easiest way to get what he wanted, the girl providing the perfect setup for it all with her desperate gamble. He could commend her on her bravery however. Most of her kind when seeing him would surrender at the first sign of his power. Six days, he repeated, six days I will wait. After that I will take the child and leave this plane. His hand stretched out, calling out to her to seal the deal. The black mist seemed to grow around him as the powers that be oversaw there arrangement. There was no going back after this.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

Felicity waited with bated breath as he seemed to consider her offer. The seconds that ticked by felt like minutes, hours, and then days until he finally released her chin and pulled back. She breathed slightly easier as he took a step back before her heart jumped back in her throat as he repeated her offer and shook her head, No...Not six days and you'll take him. Six days for me to change your mind... She had to stress the issue, if not, it didn't matter if she took six days or six months if he was still going to take Matthew away in the end. She looked at his hand before she bit her bottom lip and insisted once more as her fingers, trembling, brushed his before gripping it firmly, Six days to change your mind about taking Matthew away. She tried not to look at the black mist as it grew and suppressed the growing feeling of horror and worry that she had bad one of the biggest mistakes of her life. Hadn't she been thinking earlier that Matthew was a little monster and that she didn't want to babysit him anymore? Especially not on her Thanksgiving break when she could study to her hearts content.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

He gave her an expression that was close to a smile but holding no joy, just evil intent. Agreed, he told her as he gripped her hand. His fingers tightened around her palm with his incredible strength preventing her from drawing away as he worked his magic. The power surged from the underworld through him, burning into her hand to seal their agreement. He held her there, black smoke whipping around her legs and arms before he finally released her. On her palm there now lay a black rune, a strange, pointed symbol harbored in only the most ancient of books though its meaning was known immediately to all who saw it. She was now in contract with a demon and would have to see it through to the end. He gestured to her, issuing her to begin. So then, convince me.
Thread: Babysitters Folly (for Seraph)

She shuddered a little at the expression before she winced as his fingers tightened around her palm and bit back a whimper of pain as it felt like something was burning her hand. She tried to yank her arm back but to no avail, her eyes widened as the black smoke curled around her before he let go of her hand. She pulled it back sharply, cradling it slightly to her chest before she looked down at the center of her palm. The symbol was unfamiliar to her, but following the lines and how it was placed there she didn't think it was a 'Hello, I'm pleased to meet you' sign. She carefully curled her hand closed and was surprised to note that it didn't hurt exactly, just felt a little tight where the symbol was. Felicity blinked and looked up at him, unsure of where to go and said the first thing that popped into her mind, He's innocent. Thinking a moment on the double-meaning of the words she shook her head, He doesn't understand what he did, you cannot take him because of that. He's just a little boy. I shouldn't have left out my textbooks... She ended softly before she racked her mind for other arguments, Besides aren't you supposed to make a deal with his parents or something to take him away? I'm not his parent, I don't have the power to 'let him go' as it were.