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Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

Ashe did not take long to transform. When someone thought of shapeshifting, they usually thought of some sort of flashy sequence where the shapeshifter changed shape in a flash of light, or something more grotesque involving the snapping of bones and the shifting of flesh. In reality, when Ashe changed shape, she was simply a gargantuan dragon one moment and a 5'8 woman the next. Ashe was always naked when she took on either of her humanoid forms she'd explained that she could only change the size of the clothes with an enchantment, and it would look rather silly for a large dragon to be wearing a dress. She'd destroyed one or two outfits by reverting to her dragon form in a hurry, though it had always been out of necessity instead of malice. Ashe's human form was a bit on the tall side for a woman, standing at 5'8, and was certainly more muscular than most women. Every inch of her body consisted of hard, toned muscle it in no way distracted from her feminine figure, in fact it enhanced it, and Ashe prided herself on having a body that was both powerful and beautiful. She had short, flaming red hair that stopped just short of her shoulders and amber eyes that appeared human despite their strange color. She walked casually over to Vyce, unconcerned with her naked state, and wordlessly held out a hand for her clothes. I think, she said, that if the enemy we encounter is flesh and blood, I shall leave you to handle it. The only reason I helped with the elemental is because you were unprepared to deal with it and it would have been a pathetic death in deed if you had simply been crushed by a pile of rocks. As for them almost falling on you, you have no one to blame but yourself for being in the way.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

Ashe opened the bag with a sigh and put on the clothes her Master had picked out for her. Though she had no doubt that the ensemble suited her, she was beginning to grow bored wearing the same thing all the time. Her clothing consisted of a corset that only barely covered her nipples, a long skirt that reached her ankles, though had an opening in the front that allowed her to move with some ease while still preserving a bit of her modesty and long glove-like sleeves that covered her arms, stopping just below her shoulder, and connecting at silver rings that fit over her middle fingers. She often insisted on going bare-foot, since her skin was tougher than that of a human's and could withstand stepping on rocks and brambles. She could also use a simple enchantment to prevent any dirt from collecting on her, keeping her feet and legs clean as well. Ashe most certainly looked impressive in the clothes, though she disliked the skirt. She honestly disliked most clothes that hampered her movement and she had become entangled in the skirt several times shortly after Vyce had bought it for her. Hardly clothes to travel in, she grumbled as she got dressed. She couldn't help but smirk as Vyce looked away from her she often found it strange how humans insisted on preserving their modesty. You know I spend most of my time naked, right? she teased, smirking as he clipped on her leash. I don't wear clothes when I'm in my larger form and I don't even wear undergarments beneath the clothes you give me. Besides, you have no problem seeing me naked whenever you decide to take me, so why are you so squeamish whenever I shift forms? The dragoness smirked as her Master instructed her to find lodging the first time he'd given her such an order, she'd simply walked into a stranger's home and demanded dinner and it had taken Vyce a while to convince her to leave. Where most people might have felt shame over such a memory, Ashe found amusement in how Vyce had reacted to the situation. He'd had to instruct her on where travelers usually stayed when entering a new settlement. Upon being given her order, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply, taking in the scents of the city. Upon releasing her breath, she opened her amber eyes and pointed down an intersection. They are serving alcohol two blocks in that direction, she said. Even if it is simply a tavern and not an inn, we will at least have a good meal.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

He shrugged, heading in the direction she indicated. Food alongside people willing to talk to outsiders, most likely. Both helpful. But you still only get two servings of any liquor. A precautionary measure, mostly he'd made certain Ashe never ended up intoxicated, though that was sometimes difficult, partly because he didn't want to deal with a snappy hung-over dragon later and partly because he most definitely didn't want to deal with a drunk dragon, ever. No, thank you, he'd rather not be rolled onto and crushed by a magic creature six times the size of a house, and he didn't appreciate your offer. So it was that, to his knowledge, Ashe never went farther than tipsy. And I'll have you know that I don't get squeamish. I just don't want to be distracted by thoughts of wanting to indulge myself in a pretty woman. As they made their way through the town, it slowly started to wake up, shops pulling up the shutters in their windows, smiths heating up their forges and furnaces, and tailors' looms starting to slowly rattle away at the day's work. They did not live exciting lives, but no doubt they enjoyed their place in the world, working their crafts and simply floating through life. Vyce would have gone mad living so quietly he had a certain wanderlust and craving for excitement, and besides that he didn't really have a home to return to. An orphan adventurer like something out of a storybook. When they arrived, it was at a cozy little inn calling itself Hills' Fills , the sign depicting a giant drinking wine out of an upturned mountain. He didn't see any post by the door for him to tie Ashe to, unlike many of the other establishments they had passed, and not seeing any sign to the contrary he assumedthankfully correctlythat it allowed slaves entry. So, tugging the leash ever-so-gently, he lead her in. It was indeed quite cozy well-lit, the main floor being a little on the small side but workable, and already a roaring fire in the grated fireplace, lending the room a warmth and a faint scent of hickory smoke. They laid their orders with the inkeeper to give to the cook, then Vyce paid for a room and pocketed the key before he went to sit down in a little niche booth in the corner farthest from the door. It was where outsiders were usually expected to sit, he'd found, a kind of shorthand that they didn't plan on staying long. He smiled at Ashe, then, and gestured for her to sit beside him he was fairly tall, especially for these parts, being almost a head higher than his dragoness' human form, and so he liked having her beside him to drape an arm over his prize's shoulder.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

The man chuckled softly at his companion's almost flirtatious tone, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and stroking her smooth cheek with the backs of his slim, dextrous fingers. He smiled at her, holding her close and finding her affections quite pleasant. Of course I will, my pet. And I will still trust you to watch my back should any unnoted surprises come our way, mm? He gave her a quick kiss, pressing his lips to hers and once more finding himself smiling at her taste and scent. She had expensive tastes, but to Vyce price was of little consequence if he could afford to keep Ashe happy with her expensive tastes then he most certainly would. Though he'd rather not say it aloud, the woman beside him meant much to Vyce, and he was confident that he meant just as much to Ashe. After all, he had raised her, took care of her and lead her in a rather exciting life, not to mention the part where few aside from him wouldn't jump to attack if they saw her out of her human form. He rubbed her shoulder, then, as a serving girl brought the wooden tray bearing their orders Ashe's roast bird and Vyce's beef sandwich accompanied by leafy greens and an apple, as well as her alcohol and his milk. Vyce subscribed to the philosophy that only an idiot got drunk outside of festivals or mourning periods, especially this early in the day. He also had a remarkably low alcohol tolerance two sips of his companion's wine and he'd be liable to do something very unwise, and regardless of whatever Ashe's opinion of him was he did not think himself an idiot. Besides, milk made for strong bones, which came in handy for his line of work that required lots of jumping and hauling and running about while things spat balls of fire or hurled boulders at you. So he ignored the occasional insult on his dietary habits, ate and drank healthily, and survived his profession with minimal injury. As he ate, he kept an arm around his dragoness' form, petting and stroking her side at first, once or twice sliding his hand up to fondle her breaststhough the best he could do at that was running his hand over the curve, as the corset was rather rigid in nature. As he finished his sandwich, he gave her a cheeky grin and slid his hand between her thighs, stroking the velvety cloth that hid her slit. He wasn't really distracted with desirethough he would have quite appreciated a quick round thenbut he found it fun to play with her in public view, sometimes driving her mad with arousal a hair's breadth from climax, others just teasing to get a rise out of her. Of course, if she begged like a good slave he'd give her the orgasm she had been denied, but otherwise he let her be frustrated at the end. He kept up his stroking, taking a sip of his drink before leaning against her, toying with her womanhood in just the way he knew she both loved and hated to be toyed with.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

Ashe smiled as Vyce kissed her, but it was a wicked smile, promising mischief. I'll let you know the things you need to know, she said, coquettishly. If I think you can handle a surprise, though, I'll let it find you. After all, how can you develop your own talents with me hovering over you all the time? She grinned voraciously as her meal arrived, but ate it politely as she had been taught to. She'd learned quickly that it was not considered polite to eat like she did in her dragon form in her human form. Vyce seemed to want to avoid drawing attention to them, so she acquiesced to his desires and learned to eat politely, even though she secretly believed that she was doing those around her a disservice by not allowing them to witness her in all of her draconic glory. Though she was physically and emotionally older than Vyce, Ashe still had the arrogance of youth, believing herself to be invincible regardless of evidence to the contrary though there was very little that had proved capable of harming her so far. When her cup was emptied of wine, she decided not to order another, knowing that they were running on the fumes of their last payday, so more expensive wine was not a prudent choice at the moment. Besides, she still had her bird to enjoy. The teasing was both welcome and dreaded at the same time. Ashe was a prideful creature, so she would not beg for release in public, but that left her squirming and aching in pleasure until she had a chance to plead for an orgasm in private. Vyce knew how to keep her on edge as well, so it was easy enough for him to get her squirming and keep her writhing for hours on end, if need be. She gently squirmed against his fingers, trying to stimulate herself, hoping to push herself over the edge without making too much of a scene.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

Ah, ah, ah. He nipped her ear gently, continuing the teasing ministrations he'd mastered some time ago, setting about eating his salads and slapping her lightly on the thigh. Bad girl. You have to beg if you want it so bad. He smiled at her, a devilish quirking of his lips into a maliciously playful grin. In her human form, at least, she was slightly weaker than he. It was easy enough to hold her close and keep up his teasing, varying his strokes and prods and manipulating her with his whole hand. A glance out of the corner of his eye told him she was loving and hating this all at a time. A good way to start the day, he thought. It's just a few words, Ashe. Think about it, a few words and you feel so much better. Go on, he looked down at her, holding that evil smile, say them. Beg me.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

Ashe let out a quiet growl of frustration as her Master kept teasing her. He knew that she wouldn't beg, at least not in front of other people. He had yet to coax a plea from her lips in public, no matter how he teased or how great her need grew. She had spent an entire day nearly unable to stand or walk properly, arousal dripping down her thighs, simply because she refused to beg for release. Her squirming became desperate and more obvious, but she kept her lips sealed, the only sound she made a quiet, gasping moan.
Thread: A Vice Of Ash (Starring Collector of Rarities and Erit of Eastcris)

He had yet to make her plea for climax in public, and he did not truly expect to win this time either. At least, not today. One of these days he would simply keep her on edge day and night until she was howling for him for all to see and hear. Even dragons could only tolerate so much, he figured. He nuzzled her cheek, then, continuing his idle play as he ate. The greens went down dry, of course, as people in this country had evidently never heard of dressings unlike his homeland, which made a most delicious sandfruit paste to moisten the lettuce and give it flavor. The apple and milk made it pleasant to finally wash down, though. Vyce had quite a strange love for apples, green ones especially something about a good, crunchy fruit just satisfied him. The flavor never went amiss, either. After he finished eating, he naturally had two hands free, and after cleaning the other off on a small handrag he set both to work on Ashe's entrance. It was then that he decided one of these days may as well be today, whispering This won't end until you plead for it publicly, just so you know. He chuckled a little, continuing to toy with his companion and not caring less about being seen doing so. When she finished eating, of course, he shooed her out of the booth and stood up himself, picking up his things and her leash and dropping off his blanket in their room before they left for the town. Their client wouldn't be expecting him until noon, so they had plenty of time to kill wandering about and exploring the shops, Vyce always paying a frequent visit to make sure Ashe suffered her pleasure. He briefly considered offering an additional reward if she simply gave in, but decided it best if he kept that part a surprise. Perhaps some new clothes or a bit of jewelry. He would cross that bridge when he came to it.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

It had been another average day for Lauren as she was flicking through her class' papers. Sitting at her wooden oak desk, her fingers turned each page before marking each question with coloured pens. She used green for the correct answers and red for the wrong ones. By her side on the desk on a white mug full of hot coffee. She always had one after school had finished. It helped keep her stress levels down after a hectic day of kids misbehaving. All of them were in their mid teens and their hormones caused havoc with their behaviour. The more confident boys would try flirting with the teacher, it was all good fun but she had to quickly tell them it was inappropriate. It caused some awkwardness for her nephew to as he was in her class. The 16 year old had to hear all the gossip and teasing from his fellow students and Lauren wasn't sure how well he was taking it. She was going to see him after she had left the school.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. School was finally over, Kevin couldn't wait to head home, but sadly he had to stay after school for a little bit with his aunt. He really loved his aunt, she was beautiful and kind. Though he beauty was something that kind of made his life a bit complicated. It seemed all of the boys in school had a crush on her, and when they found out that he was related to her, they all sort of teased him about it. Saying all the lewd things they wanted to do to her, as well as talking about her body and what parts the loved. All he could do was blush a bit and tried to keep quiet. What everyone didn't know was, that he felt the same way about his aunt as the rest of the male students did. Now there he was, making his way from his locker to his aunt's room. He couldn't believe he got placed into one of her classes this semester, part of him was glad that he did. It meant he would see more of her, but it also meant he would be teased a bit more. Wearing a red and black long selves button shirt, and a white shirt with some black jeans, he made his way to her class room carrying his back pack. You wanted..too see..me? he said softly knocking on her door, as he made his way in.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. Looking up from her papers, she saw Kevin in her class and smiled. I did. How's my sister? Lauren would normally ask about his mother before getting on to the subject. After he replied, she continued talking. I wanted to see you about the class. I know some have taken a liking to me, which must be awkward for you. I wanted to know your thoughts. I was thinking of transferring you to another class. Would you like that? Lifting a hand up, she scratched her soft cheek with her black nails and then rested it back down with the other on the papers. Only one finger had a ring on it, and that was the middle one on her left hand. She wasn't married as she was married to her work, meaning she had no time for relationships or distractions. Lauren sat in her chair with a white blouse on which showed a lot of neck and chest area above her breasts. Underneath, below the desk, she had a black pencil skirt on with pantyhose and shoes.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. Moms doing fine. he said softly with a smile, that was usually his answer whenever she asked about his mother. After that he stood firmly right next to her desk as he listened to what she had to say. He figured it would be about the teasing, though it didn't really bother him too much. After all they weren't physically hurting him. No! he replied almost instantly to her suggestion of transferring into another class. I mean..I should be fine. You're a good teacher, and I really enjoy the class. So what if some boys in the class have a crush on you.. he said blushing at the statement. I'm sure most of the girls don't have a crush on you at least... he said teasingly, making a small joke. But I don't really listen too much to them, so don't worry about me. he assured her. As she graded the paper, he could help but take a small peak at her blouse which showed off her chest, he tried his best to see her breast. So was there anything else you wanted to see me about?
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. No I don't need you for anything else. Smiling, she sent him on his way before quickly ordering him back. Sorry. I won't be over to yours tonight for any food. The school is throwing a leaving party for Ms Delver and I can't miss it. Send your mother my apologies. Her talk was always quite formal with him when they were in the school grounds. Outside though she was be as casual as a friend and be the fun Aunt. One thing Lauren wouldn't help him with though was his homework. She saw it as a disadvantage to the other children and tried making it a level playing field. After all of the students had left, including her nephew, the teachers were dancing to music in the school hall after celebrating Ms Denver's long career. Sadly she had to retire early due to illness, but it didn't stop her having a good time and getting everyone drunk. Lauren was the worst as she couldn't even stand up straight. A fellow colleague of hers, Mr Jacobs rang her sister, but there was no answer. Instead it was her nephew who answered the call.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. Okay..Ms. Cohan.. he said softly. It was weird having to call her that, even thought she was his teacher. At home she was such a different person, so free and relax. She was just like a kid hanging out with him at his house. See you later then. With that, he quickly as he made his way home. His house wasn't that far away from the house. It was a decent ten minute or so walk. Once home, he greeted his parents and made his way to enjoy his friday. After about an hour or so, his parents came into his room informing him that they had tickets to some play and was going to be gone for the night. They left him dinner downstairs and quickly left. It was seeming to be a better day, no parents and the house all to himself. Making his way downstairs, he was about to heat up his dinner when he suddenly got a call. It was one of the teachers, calling to tell him that his aunt was drunk. Sighing, he told him he was going to be right there. Quickly getting dressed he threw on a blue hoodie, white shirt, and some jeans as he placed on his sneakers. Jeez..why did she have to go and drink so much.. In a matter of no time he had picked up his aunt and was having to hold her to carry her to her house. Easy aunt Lauren.. he said as she opened up her door, using the spare key she had given to him. Turning on the lights he struggled to carry her to the living room, as he placed her on the couch.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. It all happened so fast it was nearly a blur. Lauren must of been passing out as she couldn't remember her journey home, all she suddenly came to realise was that she was in her home and resting on her couch. Her back laid right across it with her feet up on the arm rest. It gave an open view down her skirt to see white panties beneath the black pantyhose she wore. Rubbing her eyes, Lauren saw her nephew and asked a direct question. I hope you have done your homework. But there was no homework, she hadn't set any. She was quite confused and was getting mixed up with another class.
Thread: My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. (Celebstars & Assume)

RE My Hot Aunt, the Teacher. Seeing her feet on the arm rest, he couldn't help but be a huge perv as he moved to check out her skirt as he got quite the look at her white panties underneath her pantyhose. It made his heart race. There she was right there for the picking, she was completely smashed, he wasn't sure if she even knew where she was. Maybe she wouldn't remember any of this tomorrow. Okay come on Aunt Lauren..We are going to go into your room.. he said pulling her by her arm trying to get her up. Just take it easy.. he said as they made their way up the stairs. It was quite the struggle to get her up there., but once he did he threw her onto the bed. Sighing, he shook his head. He wasn't the strongest, laying her on the bed he thought about what he was going to do. It didn't seem right, but he probably wouldn't get any more chances like this. Okay Aunt Lauren..I'm going to help get you ready for bed okay? he said taking a deep breathe as he softly pulled off her skirt, and next came her pantyhose.