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Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey, many a time, caught Thomas looking over her body and it affected her strangely. It wasn't that he was not handsome, quite the contrary, he was handsome. And well built, but he was not heavy. He seemed to be built in all the right places and his hair was almost begged her to run her fingers through the strands. However, she knew better. Her ploy was to escape with him, then attempt another escape but this time, from him. She was determined to not live her life serving another manwhether he be King, Lord, or servant. His hand in her wavy, auburn hair made her shiver, but she only frowned at his words and nodded her headif they had to trim her hair, she would be saddened of course but she understood neccesities that would be required if she wanted to escape her fate. Brilliant green eyes watched as he left the room and with a sigh, she laid back on the cot. Lashes fell and, eyes closed, she waited for her ex-executioner's return. What seemed like an enternity later, she heard steps ascending to her tower prison and almost fearfully, her heart leapt. For the long seconds it took for him to reach her cell, she began to doubt her decision. Guilt followed closely on the heels of her doubt she would be costing him everything by taking him up on his plot because she knew all too well, she could not submit to his whims. The reason the Queen had been beaten by her husband was that she refused his warped sexual conquestssome of which she would never repeat. That, and because she had never given him an heir, she assumed. Putting back on her regal, somewhat haughty expression, she stood as Thomas came back into the room. He was quick to stalk on powerful legs to the bed, dumping the contents of the bag onto the very spot in which she'd been laying a moment before. Green eyes saw what lay before her and she vaguely wondered if he would make her change under his gazeshe couldn't bind her chest alone, she knew. Where shall we start? she questioned, holding her chin cocked regally. Do I have to change in front of you? it was a question she presented a moment later, though her eyes flashed defiantly as if to say - I won't - despite no words actually coming forthit was not the time to challenge him.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Where shall we start? That question brought a little smile to Thomas face. It made him think of something quite more forbidden than anything hed done so far with Audrey. She had such a haughty and elegant air about her. Not that he hated it. In fact, it was precisely her regal nature which made her far more desirable than a common beauty. He ignored her question, pulling his knife out and taking a handful of hair in his hand. Holding his knife up to the red curls, he changed his mind, returning his blade to his side with a grin. Well hold off on that. We dont want to give out gratuitous hints on your new appearance, when your hairs found here. Although he returned the knife, he hadnt yet let go of his handful of hair. So where shall we start? he asked contemplatively, repeating her question. I think we ought to start with a token which shows me you mean business when it comes to our agreement. He didnt pull hard on her hair, but used it to tug her head just down a little. Letting go of her still long locks, he unbuttoned the top button of his pants. I think a proper manner of showing it is by getting on your knees, Your Majesty, and providing me some pleasure, he suggested with a devilish grin. The very thought of his fire-haired Queen kneeling with his member in her mouth almost made him blow his load immediately. As he searched her emerald eyes for the disgust he knew it would arouse in her, he placed a hand on each temple, rubbing her head softly. Please dont view it as any slight or insult again yourself, he asked of her. If I am to die tonight, Id prefer that it shall happen already having been satisfied by a beautiful Queen. And if you are to live, Id imagine it a small price to pay. What say you. Audrey?
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

The Queen had to surpress a shiver as he took hold of her silky soft hair, her eyes widening just a slight as her gaze fell upon the knife. He seemed though to quickly change his mind, putting it back in its sheath and, inwardly, she let out a sigh of relief...that turned out to be short lived. The way he repeated her question made dread weigh down in her chest. So the man was indeed not as foolish as she may have hoped foras the Queen, she had hoped he would take her at her word. His hand slid from her hair and he undid the clasp of his pants. His words - as he expected - caused a degree of disgust and repulsion to rise in her emerald eyes. She did not want to do what he was insinuating. The very thought of her on her knees, with his length in her mouth, made her strangely sick to her stomach. Listening closely to his words, her regal deamoner faded away just a tad to be replaced with a tinge of guilt. Had she not thought just a little bit ago that he should at least be rewarded for setting her free? Not that he knew she was planning an escape, but he was seeking a token to prove her word true. She supposed it could be worse - he wasn't raping her, after all, when she knew that he could. There was no doubt in her mind that he could force her to do whatever he wanted. It was a small price to pay. If she could endure the King and his twisted ways for six years, then she could do this. Audrey let herself fall to her knees before this man, giving in, but never defeated. Her emerald eyes, still filled with pride and revulsion, peered up at Thomas as he towered above her. As a token of faith to our agreement, she repeated, her regality and pride still showing through even as she remained on her knees before him, Thomas.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

The initial look of disgust in Audrey's eyes wasn't lost on Thomas. But beyond that, she cooperated far more readily than he'd imagined she would. Perhaps the prospect of a beheading will have that effect, he assumed. As the figure of the Queen became lowered before him, he noticed that the candlelight played off her pale, soft features differently now, but no less pleasingly. Even when assuming the most whorish of positions, kneeling in expectation of receiving a strange man's seed in her mouth, he was amazed how Audrey moved so gracefully. He looked down into her proud, brilliant eyes, and saw she wasn't looking away in shame. She was returning his aroused gaze, as if to tell him he couldn't take her dignity. She could be made to act the whore, but he knew she could never be turned into one. As her words tickled his ears in delight, her voice slightly resigned, but proud and almost sensual, he dropped his pants to his ankles, followed by his undergarment. He closed his eyes for a moment as he bucked his hips forward, moving his completely aroused manhood to within an inch of her lovely, smooth lips. Taking her head into his hands, he massaged her scalp slowly through her soft red hair, pulling it in just a little. Was the Queen of England about to take his erect, throbbing length into her warm mouth? This was unfathomable in every way, he thought, as he let out a short, deep groan in anticipation of feeling her tongue upon him. To our agreement, Your Highness, he mumbled softly with a smile, leaving it to her to make the first contact.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Audrey's stomach clenched and then flipped as his pants and undergarment fell. His hands slid into her hair to subtly encourage her lips to pay attention to his erect length. Hands clenched into fists on her thighs, trembling for but a moment with a mixture of emotions - anger, disgust, frustration - that all seemed to crowd in at once. It was one thing for her husband to force her to do such lewd actions, this was something else entirely. Keep reminding yourself, that once you do this, you may never have to be subject to men's perversity again, were her thoughts. Sucking in a breath, she closed her pride filled eyes, a hand lifting to gently wrap its slim fingers around the base of his shaft. The feel of the heat against her palm made her shudder, again with a mix of revulsion and resignment. Lips parted and, trying her best not to pull them into a sneer, she pressed a soft touch to the head. Before they slid over, spreading to accomadate the progress of his manhood into her mouth. He was a tad more well endowed than the King and because of this fact, she was intimidated, unsure if she could proceed. He was hot, hard, and salty in her mouth. She made a noise as she slid it further into her mouth, both of degredation and nausea. Her fingers tightened at the base of his length, and she concentrated hard on her fingers instead of her mouth. Her tongue tentively moving over the skin as she sucked in her cheeks, remembering the depraved words of the King the first time he had forced her to her knees this way. His degrading encouragementsthey seemed, ironically, to be helping her in avoiding her execution how ironic.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Thomas shuddered a little bit when he felt her hand touch him. Her lithe fingers were so gentle no doubt they'd never been taught the need to be rough with a thing in the whole of their existence. Don't be afraid to hold it, he gasped a little with a chuckle at her first tentative touch. I've been told it requires two hands to maneuver properly, he continued, knowing he was rather well-endowed. Looking upwards, he exhaled deeply when she took his tip into her warm mouth. As she lapped around it, he could feel every facet of the texture of her lovely, soft tongue. The little sound she made was amazing, it was the first real indication that she loathed what he was forcing her to do. Hmmmm, you aren't bad, he said in a deep voice tinged with arousal, stroking her scalp a little bit more. He began to rock towards her ever so slightly, as if to beg her to take him in deeper into her warmth. Her mouth was a perfect harbor for his throbbing shaft, he thought. It was delicate, yet comfortable, able to arouse every sensitive part of his thick member. Reaching down, he pulled her chin up a little bit, and looked down into her eyes, his knees starting to waver. You've done this before, haven't you Audrey? he asked softly as he examined the depth of her emerald eyes. He nodded his head as if to answer his own question, knowing she couldn't respond with his length filling her mouth. It made him wonder what other depravity took place in the royal bedroom. You don't have to make it last, my dear, he told her, followed by a little involuntary gasp when she so expertly sucked in her cheeks. Just do the deed. Hold my thighs and take it all the way inside. We'll have plenty of time for more fun on the outside, he promised before gasping louder, tugging in on the back of her head to prod her to try and accept the rest of him.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

His words - You've done this before, haven't you Audrey? - felt strangely like a taunt as her eyes flashed, full of pride. Not able to answer him, she screwed her eyes shut at his nod he was slowly figuring out the things the King ask of her from behind closed doors. Her hands listened to him, moving to grasp his firm thighs. She just wanted this over with and when he urged her further, her warm mouth slid onto shaft more. When he pushed deep into her mouth, she had to fight the urge to gag, her fingers curling into his muscular legs. Beginning now to bob her head, sliding her lips back up along his shaft, before immediately back down. She kept her cheeks pulled in to push the soft skin against him each time he came into her mouth, trying to work her often prideful tongue along the underside, taking him as deep as she could manage. Again soft noises she couldn't surpress that vibrated against him, not ones of pleasure. A bit shorter, sorry.
Thread: Mercy For The Condemned (Houdini x Anjeru)

Now Thomas was really starting to get worked up into a frenzy as Audrey licked the sensitive ridges on the underbelly of his pulsating manhood. Grinning when she listened to him, taking his big thighs in hand and speeding up, his hips began to move in rhythm with her. No longer able to work in any controlled manner, his hands began to wander all over her head and face as she fulfilled their agreement. She was working hard to get it over with quickly, but he didn't care about that. He'd told her to, anyway. As she sucked in her cheeks, it made her mouth feel almost like a wonderful, tight womanhood to his stimulated member. As she went on, his groans began gradually to drown out her little whimpers and noises. Her nails dug hard into his thighs now, but he could hardly feel it, he was getting so close. As she continued bobbing, his eyes rolled back in his head as he threw it back towards the high vaulted ceiling, letting out an extended moan. Finally, his own fingers dug into her scalp a little as his moan took a somewhat higher pitch, and several waves of his thick seed were released into her majestic mouth and throat. Ahh, he began once his breath returned to normal a few seconds later, pulling his shaft out of her mouth. You're the Queen, you decide what to do with it, he snickered, noticing she hadn't decided yet what to do with the product that filled her mouth and oozed out onto her lips a little. Just don't spit it on me. Nah, it seemed just about right.
Thread: My mistres my lover

Balsa was a normal mother and wife she graduated from college but stayed home to raise her daughter and son. She tried to add a little spice to her love life and was shot down by her husband cold. He was an always on the bottom in control kind of guy and had not even listened to her ideas. There marriage was on the rocks eh did not cheat but there was little or not passion in the marriage. At 31 she was not willing to give up a sex life nor did she want to cheat with another man what choice did she have. Children get you're little asses out of bed she did not know her daughter was going to try to play sick again. At 14 she was more then a handful despite being much shorter and lighter she was every bit her mothers daughter. Her son arrived ate and was ready to go to school so her husband offered to take him in. she took a tray of food ready to force it down her throat for making her wait. you better be sick she spat not sure what she would do if the princess was faking again.
Thread: Bloodkiss/Zarazel

Caoimhe hurried down the hall, her books falling out of the bag slung over her shoulder. She was late for class. Again. She'd been sitting out in the courtyard, eating lunch and reading. Well, mostly reading. She'd forgotten about her lunch after a few bites.
Thread: To be conquered (Methos and PreciousPetra)

Conrad had strode into her chambers, and made his rather airy declaration of his victory. His eyes regarded her, dark eyes lingering on that golden haired form. His eyes taking in her puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks. The womans grief was rather obvious as she confirmed who she was. Whatever sympathy he might have had for her was rather instantly dismissed as the woman erupted in anger at him. His cheek reddened where she smacked him, but the rather dark look he gave her in response to being struck and her tirade should if nothing else have proved worrisome. For if you accuse someone of being a horrible murderer it likely wasnt wise to follow that up by provoking them. I killed them in battle. He stately rather coolly as he remarked And the only murders Ive seen are those that conspired against my father your husband amongst them. I have no sympathy for that manner of cowardice. He strode towards her as his tall form loomed over her. I enter this castle as its master. He stated rather simply as he noted By right of conquest, it, these lands and all within them are mine. His hand reached out to grasp her by the shoulder and the other would ball into a fist. His arm would thereafter swing in towards her seeking to drive his fist into her stomach and knock the wind out of her. He smirked as he remarked And you think you are in position to give me orders hmm? A captured woman, now surrounded by enemies and at the mercy of her conqueror. You think you can strike me and not will come of it? Who will protect you? Youre guards have deserted or defected and your husband is dead who shall stand in my path hmm? He maintained his grip upon her and rather forcefully he manhandled her and dragged her over to a nearby table. He forcibly would press her down against it, the strength of his torso pushing her down upon it wooden form. Hed move to stand behind her, his other hand grasping at the skirt of her dress. Hed pull the garment upwards towards her waist to bare her lower body. His body would press up against her, and through the leather britches he wore shed feel the stiffening form of his cock as it pressed up against the cheeks of her ass. You can claim Im an angry little boy if it makes you feel better my dear duchess. But all the same its then an angry little boy thats killed your husband, taken your land and is about to take you. He lingered on the last several words as though to emphasize his point as his hips would grind against her in a rather taunting fashion.
Thread: To be conquered (Methos and PreciousPetra)

Granted she knew that he would not be pleased that she had struck him and the dark look he gave her confirmed such. But had he really expected anything less after what he had done to her? He may have called upon the excuse that he had killed them in battle but he had killed them none the less. Call it what you will but in my eyes you be nothing more than a cold blooded murderer. You speak ill of my husband when he is no longer here to defend himself from your own vicious lies for he had nothing to do with the death of your father. You go by mere gossip and grasp at such in your need for revenge. It be nothing more than that. Her already pale face grew even paler when he spoke of entering the castle as its master, her own home. To hear him speak of the lands all now belonging to him was hard enough but when he spoke of all that were within them were also his Isabel felt a growing unease within her at just what he meant by that remark. Just as she had when he had remarked at her beauty. But nothingnothing up until that point prepared her for when he grabbed hold of her shoulder as his other hand became a fist and she felt a sudden pain in her stomach as he drove it into her. It did indeed knock the wind out of her, her eyes were wide and though her mouth was open she didnt seem to be able to breath to take in any air for sometime. His words she could still hear though they seemed further away like a dream as he told her she was a captured woman, enemies everywhere and at his own mercy. Protect herwho would protect her he had said and she knew at that moment the only one left who could protect her was herself. Isabel was still rather winded as he almost dragged her across the room to the table, pushing her form down upon it with his upper body. Her capture moved behind her and she felt him grab hold of the skirt of her gown and pull it up to her waist. She then knew what he was going to do to her and she began to shake her head, gasping for breath to fill her lungs again so she could attempt to defend herself from him. Even through the leather of his britches she could feel his manhood pressing against her rear and his new words, this time as taunting as his actions penetrated her mind. No!, she gasped as some of her breath began to return, enough for her to begin to struggle against his firm grasp, trying to push down the skirt of her gown with one of her hands. No, you can not take me. You have no right to me even if you have to these lands. Let me go, let me go. She struggled even more, squirming as she tried to get away from him grinding against her rear with his arousal.
Thread: To be conquered (Methos and PreciousPetra)

Arms have proved the justness of my cause. Was his rather haughty reply, for Conrad considered his success the proof of the justice of his cause. He blamed those whom had been his fathers enemies for his death, and now hed impose his rather harsh version of justice upon them all. His success was the only further proof he needed. It seemed that after she berated him and he responded that Isabel suddenly realized that aside from anger she should be worried as to what he meant to do now that he was there. Soon shed realize just how concerned she should be. Hed had little trouble overpowering her, she didnt even seem to have considered that hed retaliate to being struck. He dragged her to the table and pressed her down before him. Still think you can order me out of your presence hmm? A smirked graced his lips as he heard her gasping for air and shaking her head. His body pressed in against her ass letting her feel his stiffened prick as it brushed against her. He felt her squirming rather desperately as she protested and protested that he had no right and he couldnt take her. You think I cant? Youre about to find out that I can and I will. He sneered down at her and stated I have every right Ive conquered your lands and I claim you as one of my prizes. One hand pinned her back down as the other went to his waist. He unlaced his pants and let the thick form of his member slip free. That long hard shaft was brought to the softness of her sex. The cockhead pressed against her as his body leaned against those soft thighs and the rounded form of her ass. His hand strayed upwards and he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling back upon it to bow her body backwards towards him. He waited a moment, simply to let her agonize in anticipation of what was to follow. Cruelly he stated And now you are mine. He let his hips rather forcefully hammer forward as he thrust his cock inside her. His larger form rocking into her as he pressed that thickened prick into her. He forced those soft lips apart and then rammed his cock into the soft passage beyond. He violated her as he leaned in towards her ear and breathed And I bet you like being fucked by a man whose not old enough to be your grandfather. His hand raised and then rather roughly smacked down upon the curve of her ass. His hips roughly drove forwards against her. He ground his body into the swell of her flesh, stabbing his cock inside of her as he raped her rather lustily. Roughly taking her as he pushed her down against the table, each thrust pushing his cock harder and deeper inside of her.