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Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

Getting Sanctum's CEO into a very compromising position was a necessary step of her plan for making sure that she stayed in line, but that didn't mean Zhanna couldn't have some fun in the process. Valerie's soft, perfectly shaped breasts fit and felt great in her hands, but even more than the tactile sensation, Zhanna was getting off on the power trip of it all. And she wasn't asserting her dominance over just anyone - it was over a person who embodied many of the principles which she detested. That was what truly made every gulp, every shiver, every precious little cry feel so exhilarating. And it was only getting better. Zhanna rewarded Valerie's trash talking by squeezing down viciously on her supple mounds as she started getting the feeling that the blonde might be intentionally spurring her on. A bolt of adrenaline and arousal rocked Zhanna's body at the same time as Valerie struggled hard enough to shove her back, forcing her to brace herself firmly against the desk with her legs and her rear to keep from getting laid out over it. Far from being angered by the vigorous display of defiance, the Russian mobster welcomed it, even snarled approvingly into Valerie's ear when an elbow struck her in the ribs, just before she sunk her teeth into the blonde's tender earlobe. Are you always so impatient? Zhanna growled as she tore her teeth away from Valerie's flesh, leaving behind a bright red mark. We have all night. As suddenly as Zhanna had grabbed her, she moved her hands to Valerie's arms and roughly threw her down to the ground, towering over her victoriously. While the blonde would presumably be busy recovering and untangling herself from her shirt and jacket, Zhanna knelt by the desk and felt around underneath until she felt a wire which she swiftly ripped out, disabling the panic button. She gave the same treatment to the telephone. Your cell phone, Zhanna demanded. You don't want to make me ask twice.
Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

When those cruel fangs crushed themselves lightly against the sensitive flesh of her ear, she couldn't help but let loose a soft cry of pain, the heat of the injury blooming almost instantly after Zhanna's lips left a mark. It throbbed lik those piercings she had long since discarded, though she supposed the other woman was an expert to that. With that quick grimace being the only outlier, she grasped at straws again and tilted her head away from the other's barking words. Are you always so violent? Whether or not the woman answered, actions spoke louder than words as she was unceremoniously shoved to the ground. Unable to stead herself, her shoulder hit the ground with a dense thump. One by one her options were being tossed aside, yet Valerie occupied herself with unwinding herself from her crude, makeshift bonds. It was as if she didn't give a second thought to it she'd never put much stock in guard dogs either way. At the command, the blonde merely glanced over at Zhanna pointedly, ironically thinking she wouldn't have gestured even if she could. Her device was always slipped into the inside pocket of her jacket, and considering her hands were tied up, there was nothing she could do but slowly work her arms out. She did it intentionally too, with her legs curled up slightly, her back straightened up and an elbow securing her an upright position. I might very well do so, Valerie mused suddenly as she was finally able to free one of her limbs. The rest fell into place as she pulled off her jacket, leaving behind only her unbuttoned shirt and the relatively frilly lace of her brassiere. Her stomach was, as one might come to expect from someone who loved themselves so, smooth and flat and patterned along the left side of her body was an inked, improvised and very much upside down treble clef. The tail end swept over her ribcage and just below her left breast. She fished out her phone from the hidden pocket, tossing it at Zhanna without caring to know if she caught it or not. But I suppose there's no harm in giving you a bone.
Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

Usually much more, Zhanna belatedly answered the question about whether or not she was always so violent. So don't test me. She swiped the cell phone out of the air with one hand before swiping her thumb over the screen to pull it out of sleep mode. Good girl. The mob boss wasn't interested in Valerie's personal messages or any other data that may have been stored on the device, instead simply opting to browse through the applications so that she could select the camera mode. Lifting the phone up, she took a moment to examine the blonde's body more closely before taking any photos, being able to see a good deal more of it now. The bitch was undeniably hot, as expected, but the tattoo was quite a surprise. Zhanna would never have pegged the very conventionally beautiful Valerie as someone who'd want to mar her perfect flesh with ink. The inverted treble clef actually looked pretty cute on her, for lack of a better word, but it also served as a good reminder for Zhanna that she needed to stay alert for any surprises and not underestimate her future business partner. Nice ink, she commented, her tone actually sounding genuinely flattering. A music lover, hmm? Play any instruments? Zhanna wondered out loud while framing the blonde into the screen of the phone and snapping a few photos. She had no difficulty imagining that Valerie had gotten thousands of dollars worth of music lessons over the course of her privileged childhood. Probably something really haughty, too, like the piano or the cello. Strip. Slowly. Seduce me like a good little whore, Zhanna ordered, waving her free hand impatiently towards Valerie. It would be a shame to leave without a few more souvenirs to remember our first meeting. An expectant smile danced upon her shapely lips as she waited for Sanctum's CEO to comply with her command. Zhanna planned on taking her sweet time conquering this woman, and she was already relishing every second of the process.
Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

It's what I do best, Valerie replied easily, refusing to reveal the vast amount of trepidation beginning to coagulate within her thoughts. Zhanna had clearly shown that she was capable of physical intimidation, from biting to unsanctioned groping and the blonde was certain that the punk had many more tricks up her sleeve. Yet she still could not help but test the woman, pushing her boundaries to the limit even as her phone was snatched away and effectively disabled from her personal use. Rather than smash or throw it on the ground, the tell-tale direction the mobile was being pointed at made it clear to the Sanctum CEO that something was amiss. The prospect of blackmail had crossed her mind one too many times, and unsurprising as it was, that didn't make it any less of an embarrassment. Her arms came up to cross over her breasts privately, protecting them from the glaring lens of the camera. Even more surprising was the woman's praise of the tattoo marring the other half of her body. I hate music. Valerie replied simply. In actuality, she had a love-hate relationship with it. Having been taught in the arts of violin and piano, her father decided that she wasn't very good at it and abandoned all lessons. At the time she had been intensely obsessed with the idea of composing her own music and had gotten the tattoo as a result, the inverted trebleclef symbolizing more than just her lack of natural skill but to show that even when in the wrong, she thought herself always right. The telling snapping sounds coming from her phone laid to rest any doubts she might have had. Zhanna was definitely intending on going the full way. At the moment she regretted not paying more attention in her self-defense classes, as she never wholly expected her guards to be so incompetent. If she got out of this alive, which she most certainly would, there would be hell to pay and more. The intruder's command only emboldened that decision as she allowed a venomous scowl to mar her otherwise pretty features. Unfortunately for you, I am far from a whore, she said, refusing to debase herself and actually put on a show for her aggressor. Despite having a number of carefully selected partners in the past, never had they been in a position to demand of her such a crude act. Even more convincingly, Valerie wasn't quite sure she could 'strip and seduce', as the woman had put it so delicately, without making a fool of herself. She was a business woman, not some common stripper. You want a souvenir? Record yourself instead. To top it off, she flipped the woman off and stood defiant.
Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

A fascinating story, no doubt, Zhanna answered Valerie's comment about hating music with a mildly sarcastic retort. Part of her might have been a little curious to hear about it, too, but not right now. No, there were more pressing concerns and desires that needed to be addressed at the moment, whether the blonde decided to keep cooperating or not. Enjoying the way that Valerie attempted to protect her modesty by covering up, Zhanna dragged their little photo session out a bit, taking far more pictures than were necessary. In fact, none of these were really necessary at all, since she fully intended to take some far juicer and more compromising ones before the night was over, but it filled her with a certain perverse sense of satisfaction to document every step of Valerie's humiliation. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Zhanna chided the woman who'd just given her the finger and stubbornly refused to obey her orders. It was kind of admirable of Valerie to do so, considering she had to know that her refusal wouldn't go unpunished. The Russian's lips curved into a slight smirk as she realized that she would certainly have reacted the same way, not that it meant that the blonde was off the hook, of course. You may be far from one now, but we can change that... Zhanna growled menacingly, pushing herself away from the desk once again. Pocketing the cell phone, Zhanna stepped over to her purse which she'd dropped earlier, quickly retrieving her Glock before pointing it directly at Valerie's head, clicking off the safety. The pistol's magazine was currently empty, with the full one still in the pocket of Zhanna's blazer, and there was no round in the chamber, but Valerie didn't know any of that, so it should hardly matter. Zhanna had no intention of actually shooting the woman, nor did she doubt her ability to subdue her through physical force, the gun was simply a facilitator. Walking up to Valerie, Zhanna grabbed a fist of that shining blond hair, using it to drag Sanctum's CEO over to her own desk. Without hesitation, she slammed Valerie's face into the wooden surface, not hard enough to break her nose, but enough to ensure that it would hurt. A few loose papers flew into the air as Zhanna circled around to the front of the desk, maintaining her rough grasp on Valerie's hair and using it to keep her head pinned down. Then she raised the blonde's head up just far enough so that she could shove the barrel of the gun into her mouth, pushing it in a couple of inches. Are you ready to play nice yet, or will the cleaning crew be working overtime tonight? Zhanna proposed her ultimatum, giving the gun an additional little push towards the back of Valerie's throat. Well? Speak up, cunt.
Thread: Root of (Evil)² {HeavenSundered & darjeeling}

What was that? Zhanna made Valerie repeat her whimpered capitulation, kneeling down until they they were just about at eye level with one another. Drinking in the fear and frustration that she saw in the mighty, arrogant CEO's eyes, she savored every moment, licking her lips as she prodded the gun forward once again to spur Valerie on. Leaning in, Zhanna flicked her tongue over the blonde's fleshy earlobe and whispered, Bang. She smirked and laughed derisively through her nose before pushing herself back up, removing the pistol from Valerie's mouth and pulling her upright by the hair. For someone who thinks so highly of herself, you are quite a slow learner, Zhanna continued to mock the blonde, giving her a slight shove with three fingers against the top of her sternum. Keeping her eyes trained on Valerie, Zhanna hiked the hem of her own pencil skirt three quarters of the way up her thigh until it was just barely covering her panties, affording herself more freedom of movement so that she could slink her way up on top of the desk like some sort of predatory feline. Getting up on her knees, legs partially spread, she tossed the gun on to the desk next to her almost carelessly, just far enough that it might make it tempting for Valerie to try. She was curious if the bitch still had the balls to do it after having received several stiff warnings, and even more curious as to whether or not she'd be willing to pull the trigger. Well? Are you retarded? Zhanna barked impatiently, pulling the phone back out from her pocket. Do what I fucking told you!
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

Still looking for partners, bumping with high hopes
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

If you don't find anyone, I'm up for a challenge - heard of her, don't really know who she is, beyong being a singer
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

End of month bumping
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

are you still looking for this?
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

craving this again after a hiatus. Bumping for new partners
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

Bumping for fun!
Thread: Taylor Swift - Rough Use - Blackmail/Non-Con - FxF or FxM

Bumping
Thread: BadAnime Fantasy Brothel

A bump for you my friend 3
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A masqurade was a perfect place for Sasha to show off her style , or at least it was till THEY showed up. She had on a black tank top with a chain cross and even a studded collar. Over her face she had a ravens mask on. Even dressed up like this they recognized her. Hey, death! She looked over, answering to the same name she did when she was at school. She was 17, almost 18, and almost out of highschool. She passed easily for older though, hence why she was here. Apparently she wasn't the only one crashing this party. She sighed as they walked over to her, guys and girls from her school. What is death doing at a place like this? They said, using her nickname. She rolled her eyes behind the mask. Go away... She turned to leave but they grabbed her, ripping the mask off. She struggled to break from their grip but in doing so ripped her shirt and also managed to smash her mouth and nose against once of the guys - causing them to bleed a bit. Her teeth had dug into her lip and the blood coated her tongue. Very metalic tasting, she noted. They dragged her from the room and up the stairs to a room that was in the far back of the establishment. No need you ruining a good party Death. They said, throwing her into the room and pulling the door shut, locking it behind her. She stumbled and fell down onto the ground face first. The first thing she noticed was she scuffed her knee on the carpet, the next was that blood was still filling her mouth. She tried to see but the room was pitch black. Great... at least Darkness is my friend... She said softly, laying on her belly a moment before pushing herself up.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Aventus had been up here for a while. He was happy in the darkness, his eyes making it seem like day. Luckily the other students were downstairs. That many clumsy drunks in one place meant injuries, and injuries to the vampire meant it would be that much harder to control himself. He had blended in so far, and did not want to ruin that. He got his sustenance from drunks stumbling down the street in the wee hours of the morning. It had a nice tang, but nothing beat fresh blood, and all vampires knew that. He looked out the window, his brooding exterior appearance offset by his rather colorful mask. He liked it, custom made by a craftsman in Italy back in the Renaissance. Very good quality to have lasted all these years. He soon smelled blood, however, and licked his lips as a female was tossed into the room. He saw her and how she was, the bullies cackling madly and slamming the door, his fine tuned hearing noticing that they had locked the door. He stood slowly, his all black suit blending with the darkness and concealing him as he approached the female. He also heard her comment about darkness being her friend and he had to give a small smile. It was his, too, but for a different reason. He crouched next to her, pinpointing the cut to the inside of her lip. Are you okay?
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY She was slightly startled that there was anyone in here with her but she nodded. Yes... thank you. I'll be fine... She sat up and looked around, pretty pointless considering the dark. What are you doing in here...it's so dark, I can barely see anything... She glanced over at the window. It was night time so that didn't help her see anything. She smiled at him softly - or at least where she figured he was standing. Isn't it dark to you? She asked, seeing as he didn't seem to be having problems in the pitch blackness. All she could tell is that he was male, everything else was shrouded in black.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Aventus smiled as she stated that she would be fine and chuckled. The moon was casting a pale beam of light into the room through the window, almost as if it were slicing through the darkness but not conquering it as light typically did. Vampire did that. It wasn't a power or anything, it was just the aura they exhumed in a room. He moved to that beam of light and let it illuminate half of his body, exposing his identity to the Gothic girl. I am glad you are alright, Sasha. He said her name and waited for the usual reaction. It was either going to be scared or curious, and the thrill of the person having a different one every time kept him on edge until a follow up was given.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY She watched as he moved into the light and realized that he looked familiar. When he said her name, she was almost sure that he did look familiar. Do I know you? She asked. You know me... but I can't say the same about you... She said. Though... you do look familiar. She stood up and crossed her arms gently over her chest, parallel, to hide the rips.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Aventus smiled a bit. Curiosity it was for her. Interesting. He nodded his head and looked toward her, crimson irises flashing in the faint, pale moonlight. I do know you. Well, sort of. It's kinda hard to not notice the assholes that pick on you...the names they spew from their mouths... He paused to regain some of his composure. I apologize. I tend not to tolerate women being so...so... He threw up his hands in frustration. ...so abused, I guess is the word.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Do I know you from school? She inquired. She still went to highschool every so often, even if she rarely showed up. You don't have to apologize... she started to say as he threw up his hands. I know... She said. It's okay, I've gotten used to it. She smiled softly. So who are you? She paused. And how do you know me...?
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Her voice was so soothing. His heated nerves were instantly cooled to a reasonable temperature when she told him it was alright. The fact that she was used to it made him irritated, but for her sake, he kept calm and didn't fret any longer. Sasha was asking questions, and the vampire felt obliged to answer her. My name is Aventus. I am a senior in class. He smiled a bit when the question of how he knew her popped up and gestured toward her with an open palm. You, my dear, are in a few of my classes by sheer coincidence. English, Math, Physics, and, interestingly enough, History. For obvious reasons, the 200 year old tended to ace history tests. I am good with putting faces to names and vice versa, especially when the two of us run into each other so often.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY She tried to think of the classes they were apparently in but kept drawing a blank. I'm sorry... I don't really pay attention in class. It's more of a do what I have to and leave thing... She said softly. It's nice to meet you though Aven...tos? She asked with a slightly question, already forgetting part of his name. Sorry, I have a horrid memory sometimes. She said. I swear I've seen you before though and - she caught his mouth as he talked. Ohh... you're playing a vampire for this party huh? She asked. She wasn't playing anything, her usual attire seemed to fit right in for demon or grim reaper as far as most thought. It is a Halloween masquerade... but I didn't even have to dress up, I still look like the living dead. She said, lifting her arms and pretending to be a zombie for a couple of seconds before dropping her arms and giggling sweetly.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY The giggle...it was so sweet and...well, girly that it caught the vampire off guard, which was a rare occurrence, to be sure. He had fought many a lycanthrope, human, and even other vampires, and had always seemed to be one step ahead, but her...Sasha caught Aventus completely speechless. She would be a perfect lover, but he guessed he had to start at friend. W-well... He cleared his throat to regain some of his composure. I'm glad to see that you happen to be a person able to turn insults into positive things. He then smiled, showing off his teeth more. Yes. Had these prosthetics made specifically for Halloween parties and such. Do they look nice?
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY She nodded. They look amazing... She said. I love vampires... Just the thought of them is so.... Alluring..and sexy.... She put her hand on her chin. I guess that is a little creepy huh? She laughed softly, then moved her hand up to stroke her hair back into place. I think I have a bit of an addiction to vampires... well... my entire room is practically dedicated to them... She said. The fact that they bite someones neck is so...uhhmm... hot? She blushed. Sorry, thats a little too personal.. She scratched the back of her head. So uh... Guess we're... locked in here huh? She asked, turning back to the door attempting to change the subject.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY Well then, maybe a bit of seduction was already done for him. He smiled wider as she talked about her adoration for his kind. It was a rarity to find someone so infatuated with vampires. It made their jobs ten times easier. Well, while Aventus wasn't looking to drink from or change Sasha, he was interested in something else. That thought kept prodding its way into the forefront of his mind and it was getting irritating to him, an emotion which flashed through his features for an instant before returning to normal. We are, indeed, locked in this room. He shrugged and sat on the bed. So...tell me more about your knowledge of vampires.
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RE You really do exist...? Me and HIY She glanced over at him and blinked. You don't know about them? She asked. Well, I don't actually think they are real... unfortunately... but what I do know from lore is that it varies... some of them can't walk in the sun, some just choose not to, they are like us, they have their own personalities and a lot of them are born into it instead of being bitten, very few humans survive the 'turning' process according to legend... She said. They can't handle the blood-lust... She looked at him. Why so interested? She asked, sitting by him on the bed. they were stuck in here, might as well make the best of it right?