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Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

The conversation all came to a halt when he, a common waiter, spoke directly and casually with her, a rich noble of society. Everyone paused and looked to him and to her, waiting to see what she would do in reply to his bold behavior. Truly, if it were up to her, she would have just casually replied. She would rather speak to the seemingly good tempered waiter any day rather then her stuck up family. But she had to play her part... lord forgive her... I don't seem to see why it would be any of a waiters business as to my plans. Indeed! her father cut in. How dare you be so bold to speak to my daughter, a noble lady, a woman far about YOUR station as if she were one of YOUR own! He was awarded many a glare from the table. All but Larissa, she was ashamed of this turn of events and could not look in him the eyes.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

The waiter paused for a second, though he didn't have look of horror on his face, but was surprisingly calm despite screwing up pretty badly. However, he knew he could turn this around as long as he didn't act like he did something wrong. Ah, but it's not my business, but rather... He said as he looked back at the man who had set up the dinner party for a second before looking back to the family in front of him. ....But it's rather m'lord's business. Some dolt miscalculated the head count for the guests for the dinner, so we're a bit short on supplies for the 'surprise' so we're trying to see if the head count for the dance would be less. He said as he moved back and his voice raised back to it's normal pitch. M'lord told me that he didn't know if Miss Ashtor was going to join us, so he sent me to find out since he was just too embarrassed over the whole thing to ask her. I didn't get any information regarding this matter, so I had to go for such a desperate measure. He said, looking rather disappointed in himself for not thinking of another way. However, to be honest, outside of the 'surprise' at the ball, the whole thing was just a lie. However he had kept calm and told the lie as if it was the truth, he just hoped that the group will believe his lie. He didn't care if they find out that it was a lie later, since by then 'Alan Shepard' would be long gone. He just needed them to believe it long enough so that he could slip out.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

Larissa was even more embarrassed now. The poor man, her family attacking him like that when he was only going his job. Even she attacked him. She was ashamed of her own behavior as well as the behavior of her whole damn family. Before she could offer him an apology, her big mouthed father spoke up once more, Well why did you just not say so you TWIT! he roared, much of the room looking now. His wife placed a hand on his shoulder and tried to calm him. There was no need to make that big a scene, especially over just some stupid waiter. Before her family could speak once again, Larissa quickly found her voice at last, You may tell you lord that I am feeling under the weather. I believe I shall need to return home. Spinning about a dance floor would be unwise. Thank you, you may go. She gave him an apologetic smile and gave him an opening to escape more of her father's wrath, hoping he'd take it.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

I didn't want to bother you. He said as he bowed. I shall relay it to M'lord.... I'm terribly sorry to have bothered you. He said as he managed to slip away from the table and walked over to the man hosting the dinner. From afar it looked like he was telling him Larissa's message... but in reality he was hypnotizing him. You've never seen my face tonight... and never heard of me before. He said as moved back and quickly slipped into the back room. Well, that's done and done. He muttered as he opened the window, and did a small check around the room before jumping out of it. The window was about 2 stories high, but before he hit the ground his wings expanded as he makes a soft landing. Fucking asshole.... He said, referring to his soon-to-be victim's father.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

A short time later, the dinner party guests were all starting to rise one by one and move to the ball room where the dance would be held. Larissa however had her family's carriage brought around. Bidding them all farewell, she departed, telling them she would send the carriage back for them later. The ride was a peaceful one. She enjoyed being without them all. She loved her family as any good daughter should, but that was not the same as being able to tolerate them. Some time later, the carriage pulled up in front of the manor. The coachman helped her down and a butler greeted her at the door. She dismissed him at once and as for her maids she gave them the instruction to see a hot bath be readied in her room and then they were dismissed as well. She wanted the night to herself tonight to soak in the tub, rest, and relax.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

Little did she know was that the Incubus had snuck into her room and was waiting for her. Though she wouldn't be able to see him since he had a magic barrier that had kept her from seeing him. He also made sure to hypnotize anyone to prevent them from coming to the room. Not that he needed it since she had dismissed her maids. He patiently waited for her to go to sleep, not being able to do much until then.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

Once the tub was filled to the brim, the maids departed and Larissa locked the door behind them. Alone at last. Or so she thought. She had no idea that she was about to put on a show for the creature watching her. Moving near the tub, Larissa started to shed her clothing. Her jewels were first before she let her hair fall in an elegant tumble of curls down her back. Only then did the clothing start to come off. The dress was a bit complicated for her on her own. It was more common for a maid to help, she Larissa preferred to do things on her own. She was not and invalid damn it. Once the laces were lose, she wiggled her way from the dress, leaving it in a pile on the floor. The rest of the clothing was removed much more swiftly after that. The constricting corset, followed by the shift, soon leaving her naked to his sight. The first time he got a good look at his prey in all her glory as she turned towards him, climbing into the tub where she went about washing herself casually.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

When she exposed his body to him, he couldn't help but smile at his catch. Her body was perfectly shaped, and looked very healthy. Though that was to be expected from a noblewoman. Oh how he wanted to seize his prey right now... but he had to be patient. The Incubus already had a plan in mind. He silently went to the bedroom door after the two maids had left their mistress as he locked the door behind them. Of course... there might have been a chance that someone he didn't hypnotize could have walked by their room and heard the noises inside and called for help, so he then sets up a barrier around the room that prevented any sound from leaving the room.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

By the time was was done putting up his barriers, she was just rising from the tub. Taking a big fluffy towel, she wrapped it around herself as she stepped from the tub. She had already laid her night dress out before her bath and so after taking a few moments to dry herself, she dropped the towel and donned the silky blue nighty. Moving to her dressing mirror, she sat before it and went about brushing out her hair. For a moment, she could have swore she saw something in the mirror behind her, but when she turned there was nothing. Perhaps a trick of her eyes or she was just tired. After blowing out all the lights, crossed the room and crawled into the bed. She sighed as she looked up at the ceiling. It usually took her a little while to fall asleep, but tonight, she felt sleep coming over her much quicker then usual.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

When she finally fell asleep, he smirked as he walked over to the sleeping maiden. He then smirked as he placed a hand on her forehead as he decided to mess with her dreams a little bit. In her dreams she'd find herself replaying the events from tonight's party. And yet once it got to the part where the waiter had asked her the question that had set her father off, it was a different question that came out of his mouth. So Miss Ashtor... will you like me to take you away from this dull life? He asked her as he extends his hand out for her. When the man asked for this her father didn't go into an outburst. In fact, the room seemed to fade as it was just him, her, and the chair she was sitting on at the table she was sitting at. He smiled warmly at her. While those rich punks can offer you whatever money can buy, I know they'll never be able to offer what I can... In reality the Incubus had sat on her bed as he waited for her to take the bait. As he waited, he gently traced his finger tips along her blanket as he felt the fabric of it.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

Within the dream world, Larissa glanced about, watching everything fade away until it was only him, and her and the chance at something more. A chance to escape this life she hated so. She did not know exactly what is was he was offering her, but she knew only one thing... Anything is better then this... she told him a moment before reaching out and taking his hand and his bait.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

The Incubus smirked as the girl had taken the bait. Finally, it was getting cold. He said as he slipped into bed next to her. However she would not be able to easily awake from her dream now that she had willingly taken the bait. The incubus smirked as he slowly ran a hand up the side of her body, though his hands stopped before he reached her breast. Not yet... He murmured. In the dream he gently lifted her up to her feet as he gave the top of her hand a soft kiss. I've seen how've you looked at me the entire night... He said as he had a playful smile on his face as he moved in closer, their lips nearly touching. Her body would be washed over with tiny waves of a pleasurable feelingWhich was just from him stimulating her body in the real world..
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

Her body remained totally still and unmoving in the bed next to him, not even realizing his presence there with her. It was all just a sweet dream to her. Her inner most thoughts and desires. That was what made the visions he planted in her sleeping mind so believable. She really had desired him so to desire him in the dream was not out of the ordinary. If he had not come along and planted these things in her head, she would have no doubt had the same kind of dreams without him. There is something about you... she replied within the dream, Something that draws me to you. I can't explain it. It just... is. Does that make any sense at all?
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

The man in her dream smiled as he moved in closer as he placed his hand on her cheek. Oh? There's something about you that draws me to you as well.... He murmured as he moved in and gave her lips a soft kiss. In the real world, the Incubus would place his hand on her hip as he slowly ran his hand up the side of her body. As he did this he placed his lips on her neck as he gave it a soft kiss before giving it a soft suck.
Thread: Dark Scandal((Revan Leonhart/butterfly0408))

She remained still as he made his move in for a kiss. Her lips only lightly returning the soft, sweet, caress. Her body in the meantime was responding much more to his real world touches then her meeker dream self was. Sensing him there, her body nuzzled closer to his warmth on this chilled night, nuzzling her neck against his lips. The first of many more moans to come this night escaping her lips. A gentle sound indeed.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

It had taken two men, a pair of handcuffs and a shot of some sedative to get Willow out of her cage. After being snatched off of the street a few days previous, Willow had lost all sense of where she was and all track of time. She measured time based mostly off of how long it took the pain of the most recent rape to wear off. When she had gone numb, she knew it had been long enough that she'd be able to move about without too much pain. When they came for her again, just as every time before, Willow fought tooth and nail. She was no match for two hulking men and a syringe however, and was out very quickly. They loaded her into a large duffle bag, then carried herout to the waiting car to transport her. She didn't know it, but she was now moving onto the next stage in the training process. When she awoke, it was to darkness. She was too groggy to move and too parched to scream, so she lay silently, eventually growing accustomed to the movement of what she assumed was the car she was in. She was jolted out of her calm when she was lifted abruptly from the car and heard muffled voices speaking around her. They'd arrived at their destination and she was about to be deposited at the feet of her new master. She didn't know that however, and instead was sure that she was being taken somewhere to be killed. When she felt herself be set down on the floor, her body tensed and she readied herself to attack, if necessary. She was of a slight build and petite frame, so there wasn't always a lot she could do to defend herself, but it was certainly worth the attempt. After a few moments, she heard the sound of the zipper being pulled down and light poured into the dark bag. She blinked and flinched abruptly, covering her face with her hands, which were still cuffed together, and moaning slightly. The effects of the drug were such that her eyes were sensitive to light at first, and she was unable to see much of her surroundings, beyond blurred shapes moving above her.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Smiling as the two large associates of his walked in with a black duffel bag Jason sighed. I do hope you brought my whole fee this time, I won't train your sluts if you don't pay me. Jason was what was known in his circles as an occupational trainer, a man who can break any woman heart, body and mind. The two men pulled a manila envelope from one of their jacket pockets and handed it to Jason. Opening the envelope Jason pulled out a piece of paper with instructions written on it, as well as a stack of green bills. Fanning the money out Jason counted it twice assuring his full payment was there. Content with the payment he had received Jason waved the two men out of his home. You two have done your job, leave the case please. The shorter of the two men dropped a black leather brief case to the floor. With a chuckle the two of them walked out of the building they had taken the girl into and got into their car to drive away into the morning sun. Jason was accustomed to waking early for work, but today was exceptionally early, it was only nine in the morning, looking down at the girl in the duffel bag Jason scoffed and shook his head. This isn't the worst they've done to one of my jobs. Said Jason as he pulled the small piece of paper into the light so he could read the scrawling upon it. Sighing Jason looked back at the money in his other hand. Wow, you must be going to someone who likes get really nasty. The list on the paper was almost all inclusive for every kink known to man, even some of the more far fetched ones were listed as at the trainers discretion. Jason was known for his excellent work with making the kidnapped girls brought to him excellent pets. From a passive cum dumpster to a begging slut who would strut naked through an old folks home just for a chance to get laid. Casting his blue eyes on the young girl he smiled. Welcome to your knew home, my warehouse. Jason wasn't joking when he spoke of his home, it was an old warehouse in the business district of the urban city they lived in it was abandoned of course, as were two of the neighboring buildings, which made its location prime for this young mans work.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Willow heard the men talking, heard her captors leave and heard someone else, a new person in the equation, speaking as well. Her gut told her to get out of the bag, to defend herself, but she was frozen with fear. Instead of sitting upright and taking in her surroundings, she tried to move as little as possible and indeed, probably wouldn't have been able to move even if she'd wanted to. After some time, she lifted her head slightly, poking it out of the bag. Her red curls were dissheveled covering much of her face. Slowly she sat upright, wincing slightly and wrapping her arms around her naked torso. Why did they bring me here? I thought they were going to kill me, she admitted, rubbing her palms over her arms. Despite having no reason at all to trust this man, she felt inclined to do so because he hadn't spent the past few days violating her and laughing at her when she cried.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Jason looked at the redhead closely, standing a foot or two away from her. Smiling he shook his head and chuckled. No lass, they weren't going to kill you. They like I answer to a few higher people who would not have their merchandise killed. Bad for business you know. Jason held his hand out to her with a soft smile on his face. Come on lass, let's have a look at you. He said as he moved closer to the bag in the middle of the large open warehouse floor. The windows were boarded around the room, the light came from the bulbs high in the rafters. Jason was only nice at the moment because she did not seem like she would resist much to him simply looking at her. Sometimes the men would bring him girls with severe wounds, or bound and gagged, even some with clothes on. With her in the duffel bag he couldn't look at her the way he needed to to decide where he had to start. Some girls it was mentally breaking them, then physically, others were vice versa.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Willow gave him a long look, which was mixed with suspicion and hope. Perhaps he wasn't going to be quite so violent with her, maybe even let her go! When he was close enough, she reached out and took his hand, using it to help lift herself from the floor. She winced visibly, her body aching all over and especially so between the legs. She dropped her hand from his quickly and used both of them to cover herself, while her hair was just long enough to cover her breasts. She appeared to favour her left foot, because at some point while she was in her captor's care, someone had stepped on her right, bruising it severely and possibly even breaking it. All she knew was that it throbbed with pain, so she tried to keep her weight off of it. Who are you? She inquired as she looked around, taking in her surroudings. Her eyes, deep green and troubled, flashed around the space, noting that it was all very empty.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Jason watched as she covered herself, shaking his head he let out a light tsk tsk and reached up gently pulling her hands and hair off of her breasts. Hands at your sides please. He said as he smiled softly. Taking note of her foot he couldn't help but realize she would be here for a while and he would have to hold back on her petite frame, she was easily injured. As she asked his name he shook his head again. No names, not this soon at least, it may be rude but let's save that for a while. If you want to call me something call me sir, or even coach. He smiled and looked her over his light blue eyes dancing over her pale skin and soft curves. Most men would say she looked like a prepubescent teenager, though to him, he liked the look over her. She looked at least sixteen, and though not a full grown woman had a beauty about her. He could see why the kidnappers had chose her.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Willow looked confused for a few moments, but complied. She pressed her palms against her thighs, her cheeks burning hotly in embarassment. She'd never been so exposed in front of someone before she'd been kidnapped a few days before. Now she felt like her body was constantly on display. She had curves that she was still very uncomfortable with, that her mother called her 'baby fat', which she'd prefer not be on display for all to see. It was often that people thought she was considerably younger than she actually was. And what will you call me? Slut, like they did? she asked, squinting her eyes at him and pulling some hair anxiously over her shoulder. She forgot her instructions to keep her arms by her side for a few moments and twisted her finger in her hair, a nervous habit she'd developed years ago.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Jason watched her for a moment, some training and even some workout would be in order to get her fit for her new owner in the time frame he wanted it was going to be hard. Reaching up he pulled her hand back down to her side, his hands grasping at her wrist. I don't know what I am going to call you yet. It could be girl, or whore, I don't know. Jason walked up to her and shook his head. They obviously didn't let you get a shower did they, brutes. Jason sighed and looked down at her foot. How bad does that hurt? He asked intently looking at the dark purple colored foot of hers. Jason took a good look over her body, walking around her slowly once and inspecting her back and rear. Sighing he shook his head and looked back at the girl. We should get you cleaned up and wrap that foot before we start doing anything else. He said as he shook his head. This was going to delay him a little since he wouldn't work her on a completely broken foot.
Thread: (quitefancy and L337GAM3R)

Willow was quiet and still as she was examined. No, they didn't, she responded. I haven't showered in a long time, she said, clearly feeling disgusted about that little detail of her captivity. It's really painful. I can't put much weight on it. I think I just didn't get out of the way in time and someone stepped on me. I can't really remember, she said with a shrug. She couldn't remember the exact time when she'd been injured, which only went to show the level of trauma she'd endured during her time there. I'd greatly appreciate that sir, she replied, automatically adopting a term of respect because so far, he'd been kinder to her than anyone else had.