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Thread: Blood Lust

He didn't care what they felt like. It wasn't as if things could get any worse than they already were. Not in his mind at least. Rory gasped as Daemon pulled the dildo out and then thrust it back into him. The hunter's breath caught in his throat as a wave of pain and pleasure rushed through him. His hands clenched into fists behind his back and he realized that lying on them had made the nerves in his hands fall asleep. Fuck, now he had pins and needles in his fingers. What a pain. Rory struggled when hands forced his mouth open but couldn't do much with his head held in place by the vampire's grip on his hair. Soon, the ring was settled into his mouth and locked in place. The blond whimpered as he felt the ring stretch his jaw and mouth to its limits but wasn't able to say or do anything. Rory cried out as Daemon tossed him onto the ground and then grabbed him by the hair to force him onto his knees. He wanted to tell them to stop but wasn't able to form the words due to the ring. Only a sort of guttural sound escaped his throat. A yelp could be heard when Daemon slapped his ass and he could tell there would be a bruise later on from the blow. However, he didn't have time to think about things like that when Terrance forced his mouth down onto his cock. He choked but due to the ring holding his mouth open, he wasn't able to close his mouth and all that happened was that his throat contracted a bit. Rory struggled as best he could but with the other two vampires there as well it was futile. A whimper could be heard as Daemon pulled the dildo out of him. He tried to fight against the feeling of a cock pressed up against his entrance but there wasn't much he could do. Especially with his attention occupied by Terrance's cock. In order to not end up choking too badly, he had to pay attention to the vampire in front of him. That in turn, left his ass vulnerable. Too many things were happening at once and he couldn't focus on all of them. He wanted to make it hard for Daemon to penetrate him but at the same time his body was screaming at him to concentrate on not choking as Terrance thrust his cock down his throat. More whimpers could be heard from the hunter as he heard Daemon's words and trembled as the vampire bit his ear. He felt a ray of hope blossom within him when Daemon told him if he submitted now, they would let him go. Rory warred with himself, he had sworn never to let the vampires get the upper hand on him. But if he submitted this once and they let him go afterward, wouldn't it be worth it? Once he was free, he could start planning vengeance again and lay a better trap for them. Yes, it would be hard to submit and obey them but it would only be for a short time. Steeling himself, Rory tried to make eye contact with Daemon and attempted a nod. He couldn't speak but he hoped the message had gotten across to Daemon. The hunter was ready to submit in order to get this all over with so he would be released at the end and could start making plans for revenge.
Thread: Blood Lust

Terrance moaned as he forced Rory's mouth over his cock, perfectly content with feeling the others throat convulsing around him, thrusting his hips upwards into the others mouth with another moan, a smirk on his lips. yeah, mm thats it, take my cock you little human bitch. he hissed smirking as Daemon informed Rory of his little ray of hope, holding the hunter down on his cock as Daemon smirked, his eyes fixed on Rory's face, seeing the almost nod he smirked and got off of the hunter, Terrance sliding the human off of his cock, gently, cupping his face instead of pulling his hair. there now, isn't this better? Terrance asked, smirking as Daemon gently slipped two fingers inside of Rory, stroking and teasing the flesh there, being gentle once more as a hand reached down and stroked the balls. don't tense. Daemon ordered. i'm going to take out the plug. Terrance gently massaged the others head, easing the sparks of pain as Daemon gripped the Hunter tightly, restraining him so he wouldn't jerk and hurt himself, his fingers slowly, sensually, tortuously pulling the plug from the others cock, making sure that Rory felt as every single centimeter slipped out of his cock. there now. he purred smirking, the fingers stroking and pressing all parts of the others ass, moaning softly. look what i found. he purred, a smirk on his lips as he pressed down on Rory's prostate, massaging the bundle of nerves with a small chuckle. isn't it much better when you behave? strong hands removed the Ring gag, gently easing it from his mouth Terrance smirking a little as ge gently stroked the others lips. go ahead, lick it. he ordered, pressing his cock against the others mouth. bite me, and the pain you felt earlier, will be nothing in comparison to what we'll do to you then. he promised, smearing Precum, across the others lips. lets see how good you are at sucking, all you need to take in is the head, i won't choke you again. he promised licking his lips eager to watch the little hunter sucking his cock as Daemon fingers the others prostate. go on Rory, you do want to go home after all of this don't you? Methuselah stated calmly, still video taping.
Thread: Island 473 (open to all)

Gene Slaves, Illegally produced slaves made by breeding slave after slave till only the desirable slave is left, which can be breed for anything..... and we mean anything..... some though have been produced to be nothing but dependent on their owners who have raised them, and dependent as in this, they depend on them for food as in cum, and they are the only thing they live for, if the owner dies the pet will wither away, as she has no one to replace her owner.
Thread: Island 473 (open to all)

As some one walks in Suren doesn't even look up..... She doesn't have the strength to. She use to be one of the workers who was caught trying to leak info to the outside.....
Thread: Island 473 (open to all)

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Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Harry Potter stared in shock at Dumbledore. His mouth was agape slightly as he groped for words. I--you what? He asked stupidly, not caring if Snape had any biting comments towards his idiocy. Harry couldn't wrap his brain around what the Headmaster was asking. It was ludicrous! He'd just defeated Voldemort and still he was being punished under the pretenses that he needed to be kept safe. I assure you Harry, it's just for the summer, Dumblore said in his slow manner, his blue eyes twinkling as he looked to Harry and then to Snape. Professor Snape has already kindly agreed to open his home to you until the rest of the Death Eaters are caught. Harry couldn't help but snort at that point, not caring how rude it sounded. Forgive me if I don't believe that, he muttered, More loudly he added, But Headmaster, Voldemort is dead! I don't see why I have to stay with Snape-- Professor Snape, Dumbledore interjected softly. Professor Snape then, Harry amended in exasperation, looking to the greasy git in question. Professor, say something! Harry hoped Snape would lash out or something, anything to get Dumbledore to change his mind!
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

This was not how he had expected to spend his summer vacation. Potter should have gone to the Dursleys as he had every year up until now. Or even better, he should have been expelled from the school permanently. But for some reason, Dumbledore saw the need for him to look after the boy this year and although he was quite disturbed and downright annoyed with the set-up, he couldn't refuse the headmaster. After all, he owed him everything for taking him in and believing in him when no one else would. Who would have hired a former Death Eater? Unfortunately for Harry, Dumbledore had already asked Snape beforehand so there would be no protests from the greasy haired Potions master. But that didn't mean Severus had to like Harry or had to be nice to him. He fully intended to continue behaving towards Potter in exactly the same manner he had in all those past years. The only difference was that he would be seeing more of the boy this summer and that Harry would be living with him which still made his lip curl upward at the mere thought of sharing his personal quarters with Potter of all people. He raised a brow when the boy dared to ask him for help in the matter. I would suggest you settle down Potter, unless you want me to reprimand you. Professor Dumbledore has made his decision and we must abide by it, no matter how much we might be opposed to the disgusting idea.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Harry's heart was hammering in his chest as color flooded his cheeks. He looked between Snape and Dumbledore, unable to believe that Snape was refusing to...well, refuse. He shook his head again in disbelief. Why did nothing ever seem to go right? He was supposed to be living with Sirius right now but--no, he wouldn't think of it. He hadn't come to terms with anything regarding Sirius and he wholeheartedly blamed himself. Feeling tears threatening to overwhelm him, Harry focused back on the conversation, the Headmaster apparently having been talking for sometime. --and I'm sure you'll both get along just swimming with time, Dumbledore kindly assured, smiling at both student and teacher. Harry, you're things have already been packed and moved, so no need to worry about that. With another grandfatherly smile that Harry suddenly didn't trust one bit, Dumbledore waved them both off, again urging them to get along well and to stay safe for the summer.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Well that was news to him. They have? Snape demanded, a note of annoyance in his voice. Potter's belongings better not have done any damage to his home or the boy would be booted out of the place in an instant, regardless of Dumbledore's orders. Of course his place wasn't the cleanliness of houses but it was still better than the potions classroom. He had things in certain places for a reason, so he could find them when he wanted. If Potter's belongings had moved them, there would be hell to pay. Snape's eyes narrowed at the mere thought. The older wizard glared down at Harry for a brief moment. Follow me, Potter. Severus demanded as he turned around and led the way out. He wasn't going to wait for the boy to respond, if Potter was smart he would listen and obey. I take it you can apparate? Snape asked as he looked down at the boy, waiting for a response to come from the other male's lips. He better know how to do this or else it would be a very long journey. One that he would prefer not to make. Living with Harry Potter was going to be most inconvenient, he was absolutely sure of that.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Harry returned Snape's glare tenfold. What was the greasy git's issue with his luggage? It's not like he had a lot of it. Everything he owned fit in his school trunk and most of it was junk anyways. He was sure most of it could fit comfortably in a muggle suitcase. Suppressing a growl, Harry bid the Headmaster goodbye and took off after Snape. The Giant Bat was already down the stairs and in front of the Great Hall. Panting, Harry paused beside Snape, uneasiness coiling in his belly. God, this was going to be a long summer. At Snape's question, Harry shook his head dumbly. No. My birthday isn't until July, he said with a shrug. He'd taken the Apparating classes, of course, but wouldn't be able to take the test until after his birthday.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

I should have known an ingrate like yourself wouldn't know anything of importance. Snape said in a condescending manner. I don't care when your birthday is, Potter. So don't be expecting any presents. He said and led the way down the hallways towards the Slytherin common room. We'll use the Floo Network then, since you're not capable of anything else. Once they had reached their destination, Snape turned towards Harry and let his eyes linger on the boy for a moment. Don't make me wait for you. He warned and threw a handful of powder into the fireplace, waiting for the flames to turn an eerie green before he spoke. Malfoy Manor. Snape said in a clear, loud voice and stepped into the fireplace. He vanished almost instantly and came out into the aforementioned place. No one was around at the time and that was just as well. Severus had no intention of lingering longer than necessary here. Lucius was not at the top of his list, in fact the man made him sick in the present time. True, Lucius had taught him various 'techniques' in the past, regarding a certain subject that he had tried to forget about afterward, but Snape was no longer the man he had once been. Lucius had no sway over him now. No one did except for Dumbledore. He glanced over his shoulder as he waited for Harry to appear in the fireplace. That bloody git better not make him wait for too long or he'd beat some sense into Potter as soon as they reached his manor. Yes, even Severus Snape had a place to call home. But it was somewhere no one had ever seen before or knew existed.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Well excuse me for being youthful, sir, Harry replied with a mockingly arrogant flip of his dark hair. He glared at Snape from beneath his fringe as he followed the man. He didn't even deign a reply about the birthday bit either. The only people he expected to remember his birthday were the Weasley family and Hermoine and Remus. Everyone else could go rot in Azkaban for all he cared, but then, he'd forgotten that Snape probably still saw him as the spoiled Boy-Who-Lived, although now it was the Boy-Kicked-Voldemort's-Skinny-Arse. Harry stiffened suddenly at the memory of the laughing Tom Riddle and the fluttering of dark fabric over an empty archway. Shaking his head, Harry pushed the thoughts aside and instead let himself be slightly surprised at the sight of the Slytherin common room. He smiled a bit, remembering how hard he and his friends had tried to get into the place during second year. His angry glare only returned at Snape's warning. Sir, Harry replied tightly, watching as Snape vanished, calling out Malfoy Manor in the process. Harry froze on the spot, simply staring at the now normal flames, his face pale. Malfoy Manor? What in the hell was the greasy git thinking? Harry found himself trembling slightly and forced himself to still, even as a million different scenarios all raced through his head, each more gruesome than the next. Snape wouldn't had him over to Malfoy, a Death Eater, would he? Harry wasn't so sure anymore, his only assurance being Dumbledore. The Headmaster trusted Snap and in turn, Harry would have to trust him as well, as hard as that was. Knowing he'd made Snape wait far longer than he intended, Harry gulped and hurriedly grabbed a handful of floo powder and tossed it into the flames. Moments later, he came twirling into the Malfoy's fireplace and sent flying gracelessly to the floor where he barked his shins smartly. Oh, God. He hoped he did just willing head into the lion's den.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Harry still couldn't believe he'd just floo'd to Malfoy Manor. He didn't doubt that Snape would have left him behind as he scrambled to his feet to rush after the man. He was thankful though that it hadn't been a trap. Harry's heart was still pounding in his chest from the earlier rush of adrenaline. Trying not to pant, Harry trotted behind Snape, getting a glimpse of long corridors with lavish carpets and paintings. He saw many doors in the Malfoy Manor, but his tickled curiosity would remain as Snape plowed through the home, refusing to even slow. It was again that Harry wondered why the Greasy Git had taken him into Malfoy's home. Wasn't Lucius dangerous? Harry desperately wanted to ask these questions, but held his tongue as that walked outside and into a deep forest. Of course Snape lives in some creepy woods, Harry thought to himself as they walked. Snape's home was just as daunting as the man himself, and Snape's warning flew right over his head as Harry gawked at the rather sinister looking manor. Harry diligently shut the door though and followed after the Potions Master up the long flight of stairs. Vaguely, he was surprised that he was even getting a room and Harry couldn't hide his smile, even as Snape whisked him off to the downstairs again. How typical of Snape to give such an impromptu tour! I'll have to take you up on the forbidden door then. We'll see if you can catch me, Harry replied cheekily, because he knew that's what Snape wanted. In all honestly, he had no intention of getting into Snape's things. He knew what the man was like when his privacy was invaded and Harry held a very strong need to live. No, he definitely wouldn't be doing any poking around. Harry was about to ask is Snape needed any help with dinner or something, but the giant bat had already swooped back into his potion's cave. When it was obvious that Harry was well and completely alone, he let himself heave a sigh and slump his shoulders. Why yes, you're home is lovely, Professor Snape, he muttered to himself as he headed back up the stairs. Is that banister hand carved mahogany? Magnificent, do tell more. Harry continued on this imaginary conversation, saying all the things he'd have wanted to say if Snape wasn't such a big arse. Once in the guest bedroom, Harry quietly shut the door. He kicked off his shoes and shrugged out of his clothes until he was in nothing but his boxer shorts. Snape could bloody well keep his dinner, Harry thought as he scrubbed a hand over his face. The prospect of sleep seemed lovely at the moment and he let himself flop onto the wonderfully soft bed. Cocooned in the plush covers, Harry took note of his trunk in the corner and Hedwig's empty cage before he allowed himself to drift off to sleep. He hoped he didn't dream of anything, as the last couple of his nights had been plagued with nightmares so bad that he'd barely gotten any sleep at all. He'd hoped that since Voldemort was dead, everything would finally turn normal. Unfortunately for Harry, that wasn't the case at all.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Why was he stuck babysitting Potter? That thought continued to swim around in his head as he worked. Of course that in turn made it impossible to concentrate for long and after a few minutes he ended up making an amateur mistake in the potion. Blast it. He cursed and went over to his shelves to search for the ingredients once more. This time he would make sure to focus only on his creation and not on Potter. But luck was not with him and Severus soon found that he was missing two of the ingredients. How could that have happened? He always made sure to keep a suitable stock of every ingredient in store in case he wanted to make something in particular. Oh. Now he remembered. Yesterday he had been on his way to purchase said ingredients at Knockturn Alley. That had been when Dumbledore had stopped him and informed him of his plan to have Potter stay with him for the rest of the summer. Snape had been so angry and upset with the idea, getting the ingredients had completely slipped his mind and he had rushed home. Dumbledore continued to pester him even there, not through magical means nor by paying him a visit or sending an owl. No, it was only the wizard's words that continued to roam around in his mind. The words asking for him to take care of Harry and protect him from any possible threats that might arise from former Death Eaters who might want to try and get revenge. At long last he had given in and the events which had happened earlier today had taken place. Snape's lip curled upward at the thought. He rose and made his way out of the room, closing the door behind him. For a moment he paused, considering whether to tell Potter where he was going. Best do so to make sure he didn't get into any mischief he thought to himself. After all, what if the stupid boy went out searching for him and didn't find him? The last thing Snape wanted was for Potter to leave the manor and go out looking for him. So, he made his way to the room Potter was currently supposed to be in and knocked on the door. Not waiting for a response, he opened it and stood in the doorway, a rather imposing figure. I will be going out for potions ingredients, so do not leave the manor. I do not wish to search for a boy who is more trouble than he is worth. Severus said coolly and then turned around to leave the room.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Harry had woke barely an hour later, delight to find that he was feeling more rested than before. With a yawn, he stretched and headed for the shower, figuring Snape would probably get on his ass if he was looking respectable for dinner. Aunt Petunia had been like that and no matter--Harry stopped himself with a laugh. He wouldn't have to worry about his relatives anymore. Even if he was here with Snape, he'd never have to go back to them. Letting out a whoop of joy as he let the spray of warm water hit him, Harry washed himself, glad for at least some silvering lining in his black raincloud of a life. He was just pulling on a pair of tattered jean and a t-shirt, the only things he had, when Snape suddenly burst into the room. Harry yelped, his wand trained of the man before he realized who it was. Grasping his chest, Harry heaved out a sigh. Could you please wait for me to get the door when you knock? Harry snapped, still a bit terrified that it could have been someone other that Snape coming into the room. Harry was still agitated enough that he nearly missed his Professor's next words. Knockturn Alley, Harry asked, following curiously after Snape. Could I...come with you? I need to buy some things as well. Clothes, anyways, he amended motioning to his over sized outfit. He tried for a smile and hoped it seemed sincere.
Thread: Balmy Summer (Keisuke)

Snape stood in the doorway staring at Potter as the boy trained his wand on him. As much as I'd like to engage in a duel with you Potter, I'm afraid I cannot spare time right now. But please, feel free to repeat your action when I return. I would love to have an excuse to hurt you. He said with a twisted smirk. He ignored Harry's words about waiting and was just about to leave when he heard the boy speak again. Severus paused and then glanced back over his shoulder. Whoever said I was going to Knockturn Alley? He inquired, a poisonous tone in his voice. That place was considered to be the worst area in this part of the wizarding world and no one but Death Eaters and followers of Voldemort went there. It wasn't somewhere someone like Harry Potter should be going. For a moment he was silent and the silence stretched out into what seemed like an eternity. Then, Snape started to walk again and soon disappeared from sight but a few words could be heard echoing throughout the hallway. Don't make me wait... It was his way of saying Potter could come, as long as he didn't end up slowing him down. He headed for the door and exited into the surrounding forest. Not too far away he lifted up what looked like a trap door that opened up a large hole down below. It seemed as if it was a place to hide from pursuers but what was odd about it was that deep within there was a built-in fireplace. Down a hole. Snape climbed down the makeshift stairs into the hole and waited for Potter to follow him. Once the boy was down he turned. He grabbed a handful of floo powder and then tossed the bag to Harry. Severus lit up the fireplace and then threw his powder in. Knockturn Alley. The words were clear and Snape walked into the area, vanishing a moment later. He appeared on the other side in the designated location and looked around to see what shops were nearby. Potter better come quickly or else he was going to leave him behind. After all, he'd wanted to do this errand quickly which was why he had originally intended to go himself. He didn't want to have to wait for a meddlesome boy, even if he did happen to be the Boy Who Lived. Why did he have to take care of him in the first place? Why couldn't the Dursleys do that as they had all those past years? What was so special about this year?