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Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

Oh yes, you caught me she bent forward and intensely looked at him, her eyes rolling and her mouth a bit ajar in her best impression of lunacy. It was fortunate well, depending on whom you ask - that her T-Shirt was rather high cut, or he would have gotten quite a look at her cleavage. You know, I butchered the complete Callaghan boy scout group with a chainsaw. I got all their noses in my backpack to prove it. And now I am on the prowl for new and fresh meat. You want to volunteer? She held that position for two more moments before she slumped back into her seat, her eyes now primed on the road ahead of her. No, it is nothing so fantastic. I am just sick of that ass of a stepfather my mother brought into the house, and I could not stand living under the same roof with him for even a day longer. Fortunately I no longer have to. After that she fell silent, for almost a minute left to her own thoughts, only half aware at the pace the landscape outside was rushing past them and the disconcerting noises the motor made. If Chuck really did this for a living he should know what he was doing. But finally she snapped back to the here and now, and chasing the dark thoughts away with a smile she turned to her driver again, a bit surprised to notice that even now he seemed to have been able to keep one eye on her. You dont mind if I make myself a bit more comfortable, do you? Without waiting for his reply she immediately undid the seat belt, following his example and relieving her breasts of that nagging pressure, and then reached down to get her bare feet out of her sneakers and socks, tucking those under the seat as she lifted her legs up on the dashboard, reclining in her seat as she did so. Ahh, much better was her languorous comment. But say, cowboy, what precious cargo are you delivering this time?
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

He laughed at her mass murderer impersonation, playing scared and raising his hands to his cheeks in a chocked guesture. To her story about getting away from her stepdad he just nodded and commented it with a short but pithy Shit happends. Then he let her sink into her own thoughts, and only be disturbed by the music from the stereo, and the singers tedious shouting about running to the hills, running for your life. When she asked him about his cargo, he took his time before he spoke. For the first time since he had first laid his eyes on her, that cunning and smug look on his face disappeared and he actually looked thoughtful. Some say its invaluable, so precious it is an insult even to try to decide its monetary worth. he explained and paused before he continued in a more easy-going voice. But I know better than that, it can be bought and sold just like everything else in this world. He seemed satisfied with his quasiphilosophical exposition and nodded slowly to himself. Before she got the chance to ask any follow up question on his hollow reply, he countered with an other question. If you can ask nosy questions, so can I. How come a girl like you seem so muscular and fit? I mean you look like you could take not only the boy scouts but half of the marine without even needing a chain saw. Shouldn't a girl of your age spend more time in front of the mirror perfecting her makeup and less time at the gym? It sure would make you prettier to look at. He spattered out his third, or maybe it was his forth, cigarette butt through the open window and looked at her with a sneer. It was obvious that he was curious how she would react to his not very carefully concealed insult.
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

Yesenia became just a tad bit suspicious when he tried to talk his way around what exactly he had loaded in the back. What could be so strange that he would not tell? Well, she could care less truth be told, and she shrugged her shoulders to communicate just that. His next question, however, did catch her by surprise. Was her training really starting to show that obviously? She could not help but let a quick gaze wander over her bare arms. Well yes, she was not that soft, but that had not kept the boys from hitting on her, it just made them more careful which was a good thing. She was therefore tempted to reply that a fat gut like his would not make her look pretty either, but bit that sharp retort back at the last moment. He was supposed to give her a free ride across the country, after all, so she would be more lenient. What she finally gave was the more polite reply Well, spending time in the gym does feel good she was not going to tell him exactly how she kept in shape plus it helps to fit into all these clothes some of the girls in my class already have problems with. I have not heard that many complaints yet. And then she simply had to add And the way you have been looking at me does not really suggest you find me ugly, either.
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

He smiled at her last remark, her fierce attitude seemed to tickle him. Ugly? No, not ugly he said with an amused voice. But you will have to do better to keep me entertained all the way to Minnesota, girl. His remark sounded surprisingly judgmental, almost like he thought he was the jury in some kind of beauty contest. And those clothes you are talking about can hardly be the ones you are wearing no. he continued his verdict, shaking his head in disappointment. He lifted his hands from the wheel in a gesture of defense. Look, I am not out to hurt your feelings, all I am saying is that for a girl in your position sex appeal is the only working currency, and right now your just not appealing enough. He said it in a casual tone, like it was something completely normal to say to a stranger, like he was just small talking with an old friend. The contrast to the actual meaning of what he said was huge. They were all alone, they had left the last lonely houses at the outskirts of the city some time ago. There were just the two of them, the strange, fat old man and the young, lonely girl, on the wide plains of the american south. It was like they were trapped in their own microcosm, a microcosm that was growing weirder and weirder. He paused for a moment to let the words sink in, but he was in no way done with her yet. No... You need to do better. he concluded. Why don't you give me your panties? Take them off right here, right now, and give them to me. It was phrased like a question, but his suddenly stern voice made it sound like an order. It is the least you can do to pay for the ride. His face contained no clues to if he was joking or not, there was no nervousness or doubt, just a pair of dark demanding eyes looking down into hers.
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

Give you my? She did not finish the sentence. So much for him being some poor misunderstood but down at his heart nice guy trapped in an ugly shell. That request definitely was not nice. She kept looking at him, and wondering what to do now. He could not be serious, claiming she did not appeal to him enough when at every opportunity his eyes were glued to her tits. But what were her options? Would he really stop right now and kick her out, here in the middle of nowhere? Or should she call his bluff? But why should she? Something else stirred inside her, some formerly suppressed dark curiosity. What would happen if she did exactly what he asked her? How would he react to that, how much would his eyes bulge at that sight? That dark voice told her to go ahead and just do it, since there was nothing to be afraid of. Nothing but the arousal that odd scene might cause her So after those few endless seconds she just shrugged her shoulders. Well, if you are the sort of guy that this makes happy and began to unbuckle her belt. With her hands tucked into her waistband she began to pull down or rather up, as her legs were currently resting on the dashboard her jeans, revealing her extremely well shaped legs as the fabric slid over her knees and she pulled her feet out of it, letting the pants drop to the floor. At least her T-Shirt was long enough to go over her hips and barely cover that spot of intense interest between her legs for now as she repeated the movement once more, this time with a far smaller piece of clothing. Finally her outstretched arm held it up towards him, and she added Well, here you are cowboy, but I have my doubts that it will fit you.
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

He followed her movements closely with his intense eyes, but his face seemed calm and showed no sign of surprise or chock - he did not even blink as she started to take her jeans off. Had he expected her to follow his perverted, outlandish order, just like a major would expect his men to follow his orders no matter how bizarre they were? Until now he had made no effort to hide his lust - he had looked outright horny - but now he just looked cold and detached. He snatched the tiny panties from her hand, and then swung his trophy around his index finger a couple of laps. Good girl. You are already starting to become an asset to me - such a natural talent when it comes to obedience should not be wasted. he said with a snide voice deprived of all feelings but disdain. It was hard to believe that he had sounded so playfully amused just a minute ago. Without bothering to ask for permission, he pressed her legs wider apart with his right hand to make way to her pussy. There were no caressing, no fingertips stroking her thighs or circling her sensitive areas. No, all he did was to take the panties, and with two purposeful fingers press the little piece of cloth into her body. To make sure the job was properly done he let his index and middle finger sink all the way up her pussy, forcing her pussylips apart, pressing her panties deeper in. Without any hesitation he had crossed her private zone and turned it into his own backyard. With his hand still resting on her belly, and his fingers still deep inside her, he continued talking. Since you insist on calling me cowboy we better find a name for you as well. What do you think suits a girl in your position? Where do you think the cowboys went to do this? he asked, and took out his fingers, but leaving the panties inside, giving her filled up cunt a smack just to underline the question.
Thread: On the road [Cherubian & Mr. D]

Mostly Yesenia was just too perplexed at what he was doing to react with more than an incredulous stare down between her legs. At first she had thought all he wanted to do was grope a feel of her, and maybe get his fingers wet inside her, and while not realy what she was looking forward to - or was she? - it would at least have been acceptable. But that? Why on earth did he have to stuff her panties inside her? She was still dry, and the fabric rubbed painfully against her inner walls, it just hurt, and the way it stuffed her it felt entirely too uncomfortable. So as soon as his hand was withdrawn her own fingers quickly dug into her, fetching the balled up piece of cloth and retrieving it to her relief. That felt much better, and she had a snide comment to boot, as she looked at him with a challenging stare So do you want to have them now, or do you not? as she held the crumpled piece of clothing up to him And what exactly was this supposed to be for? You know, that hurt! And where the comboys went? I think they had nuthouses even back then for guys who thought it was fun to stuff something up a girls pussy that did not belong there, horsey or not.
Thread: Dark Ties

it was a calm, cool night, the full moon high over the city and clouds fluttered over the black starlit sky. it was late, very late but the city was still full of people rushing this way and that, ignoring the crimes happening in the alleyways, uncaring of the muggings, the rape, the thugs, drugs deals or even murders happening right out their front doors, it was a Vampires haven, no one looked twice at a man with a woman pinned to the back of a wall, teeth buried in her neck. in fact they might not even notice. that was one of the reasons that Lex loved the city so much, he could do as he pleased and no one would stop him...not that anyone could. Lex was actually Alexander Ravenwood, but He found his name pompous and hated using it, and he refused to be known as Alex. to him the name sounded childish and refused to bear the same name as a thirteen year old punk. so he went by Lex, a much firmer name, a darker name, it suited him well, better than the other two anyway, not that anyone cared about something like that. Lex looked about as dark as his name implied, with thick black hair that was tripped to be no more than a finger length, he hated having his hair pulled, and was determined not to give his victims the chance to tug on his dark hair. his eyes where normally a very light brown, almost an oak color, like the tables, but tonight they where a bright Ruby, glowing dangerously in the night. he was well muscled, and he was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a wife beater, making him look handsome, and dangerous. no one saw him, no one ever looked up, and he was up, high above the world, almost three hundred feet up on a skyscraper, his ruby eyes fixed on one particular person, a person who he had been watching for little over a week now, learning the way her body moved, the way she talked, the way she smelled. he always stalked hi victims first, it made everything so much more...erotic, watching them in their homes, on their dates, in their workplaces, watching them in their most intimate moments when they had no idea that you where even there just had a perfect taste to it. he smirked, watching her move through a dark, unpopulated stretch if street, and jumped flying through the air, landing on he sidewalk right next to her, giving her no warning at all...and more importantly giving her no chance to scream as he sprayed her in the face with a mix of Chloroform and a special inhalant that would make her sensitive to touch, pressing her back into a dark alley, a soft hiss falling from his lips as he took a deep inhale of her scent, well aware that she would be drowsy and sensitive, and too shocked to scream. for now.
Thread: Dark Ties

Most of the time it was the only way to get home. Ever since their town had been over populated by vampires. No one dared to try and kill them, those who tried never came back. Never were heard from again. So they had made changes for the killers, most of the street lamps and stopped working. No one stopped a vampire when he was in action. That's why Katana hurried through the dark street. Trying to make it home safely, where no one or nothing could harm her. But little did she know one had been stalking her for the past week. Knew here movements, how she came home. When she came home. Katana was just a small town photographer, that was all. No vampire had ever targeted her before, which made her less worried. Starting to think none of them wanted her. Her pale green eyes darted around her, trying to keep an eye out for any unwanted guests. Without warning, one arrived. Right beside her and sprayed her with chlorafoam. Something else was mixed into it, and almost instantly she could feel the effects. A few moments later she was pushed against the wall, the hissing of the man who held her evident. Katana's shoulder length black hair was wrapped around her, engulfing her. Being shirt for the age of twenty-one, around 5'4 the man towered over her. Knowing that it wasn't a man, she started to feel her self dripping out of awareness. Moving into a state of unconsciousness. It was all going to be over soon, she could feel it. Her body and voice was frozen in fear, then she slipped downwards. Becoming fully unconscious.
Thread: Dark Ties

he chuckled as she fell limp in his arms, running his nose over the pale flesh of his neck he smirked, pulling the rope out of his pants and binding her hands together tightly, making certain that she couldn't use them to fight back in any way, not that he needed a rope to do that but he enjoyed seeing the terror in a humans face when they realized that they where bound and helpless. he knew she would be awake within a matter of minutes, the chloroform solution had been very watered down to ensure a swift, and moderately headache less recovery. after all, he enjoyed taking his victims where he caught them, enjoyed raping them in the middle of the street for everyone to see. he chuckled softly watching her start to stir, his hand settling on her inner thigh, touching and stroking as she slowly came to, slipping a hand up her shirt he felt along the smoothness of her belly, gently running his fingers up to the bra, feeling, touching, waiting for her to recover enough to struggle. he liked the struggle. he removed his hand from her shirt once he had gotten a good squeeze of her breast and slowly began to undue her pants, flicking the button open effortlessly and dragging them off her hips, leaving her feet tangled in the fabric so that she couldn't kick, dragging his tongue along the smooth silky inner thigh that was ever so sensitive thanks tot he added drug he had sprayed in her face. welcome back. he purred smirking a little to himself. i was beginning to think your where going to sleep through it all. he teased, his voice rich, dark, commanding....dangerous, had she been willing it might even have been considered sexy. your such a pretty thing. he teased smirking darkly as he ran his tongue along her neck, fangs grazing her neck. and so...alone, no family to visit, no freinds to play with, no lovers to...sate you. he whispered his fingers gliding along the slit, in which he would soon be taking for himself. but your mine now, all mine and i wont let you go until i tire of you. he promised smirking darkly. i will make your body mine again and again, and you won't be able to do a thing about it.
Thread: Dark Ties

When she started to stir, she could feel hands running along her body. Touching and grasping. It wad all heightend. Every touch, every lick. It sent shivers down her spine, but then she started to wake fully. The struggle would begin. Katana looked down, seeing her pants down around her ankles. Not fully off, to stop her from kicking she assumed. When she brought her hands up to her eyes to rub them, she felt the rope tightly bound around them. This is when she started to struggle. Writhing in the vampires hands as he began to talk. Talking about how she had no family, no friends, no lover. It was all true, and if she denied it he would know. How do you know that about me! She tried kicking, but it failed. The pants holding her legs down far enough not to kick. Smart move on his part. Her eyes closed as she felt his hand rub along her slit, the sensation driving her crazy. It made her want to moan in pleasure, but at the same time she was scared to death. He wasn't going to let her go. He was going to use her body, over and over again. The first time would be right around the corner. No.... I'll escape.. I won't stay with you. You can't make me. His voice, strong and dominant. Sexy, scary. All at the same time.
Thread: Dark Ties

the vampire laughed when she started to struggle, laying a knee on her pats so that she couldn't kick at all, hissing with delight as he pressed down on her chest, using her breasts as hand holds, massaging them gently. i know everything about you, Aesthetically of course. he teased smirking viciously. i've been watching you. he admitted, with a seductive half whisper, that was totally inappropriate for the things that he was saying. every night when you walk home from work, undressing in your bedroom, fingering yourself at night, moaning soft things as you try so desperately to get off,. he snickered and kissed along her neck, nipping the flesh. you back arching so sweetly off your bed when you finally cross that line. he snickered, lifting her shirt up, yanking her bra down, his fingers returning to her soft, pantie covered folds, running his finger up and down the lips, his fingers gently flicking the clit, forcing her to enjoy it, he loved it when they enjoyed it. his tongue slid over a nipple, teasing the hard little nubs with strokes and nudges and small, tiny nibbles with the flat of his teeth, being surprisingly gentle with her. that wouldn't last long if she continued to struggle however, the harder she struggled, the rougher he would get. your mine. he hissed, smirking darkly. there is no escape from me. he laughed and slowly began to pull her pantie's down as well, crimson orbs looking u the meet hers, watching her face for reactions. then he started touching her again, tongue stroking the nipples as his fingers stroked and teased her moist flesh, running his fingers along the inside of her nether lips, tracing the entrance that he would soon be claiming, his thumb pressing on her clit, rubbing, teasing. i don't know everything about you of course. he commented, smirking a little. i don't know what gets you off. he licked along her neck. i don't know, what you do and don't like, allergies you might have. he smirked viciously, his middle finger slipping into her up to the second knuckle and stopping. i don't know if your a virgin or not.
Thread: Dark Ties

It was wrong for her to be attracted to the dark voice. But it intranced her, made her want more of it. His words weren't lies, she tried so hard to get her self off at night and when she finally did her back did indeed ache. Just like he said it did. It was trying to do it now, but she was forcing herself not to succumb to his will. Her breasts were now in his hands, the way hr massaged and teased them. Before long, he was rubbing along het slit again. The fabric and sensitivness adding to the rubbing drove her to the point of a moan escaping her lips. Biting her bottom lip as she felt his hand rip at her bra. Pulling it away, she felt the night air hit agaisnt her exposed breasts. Gasping as his tongue ran over the nipple, his thumb pushing and teasing her clit. It wasn't long before he slipped a finger inside her. His last words causing her to struggle again. She was a virgin, no one had ever wanted her until now. Having his finger inside disgusted her, made er writher. Her hands trying to pushing him away from her. All the while some part of her enjoyed it. Enjoyed the feeling of being helpess. That's what turned her on. Thinking about it made her wetter. Clearly showing. Its none of your buisness if I'm a virgin or what turns me on....
Thread: Dark Ties

he laughed darkly at her reactions to him, he could smell her arousal, and her fear as he touched her, as he raped her. mm your enjoying this, i can tell. he whispered, smirking viciously. is this hot to you? do you like being pinned down by a stranger, helpless to stop him as he does whatever he pleases to you? he taunted, a dark little smirk on his lips. your so tight in here. he hissed, licking his lips as he bent down, slipping the finger out. you must be a virgin after all, well don't worry, i'll take care of that. he promised, laughing again. then, without warning his tongue was pressing against her hole, lapping up her juices as he toyed with the woman's clit, stroking the flesh as he took her as he pleased, his tongue not yet piercing her, but rather focusing on everything else around her tight virgin entrance, licking the lips and the clit liberally before suddenly slipping it in as deep inside of her as he could get, sucking on her as his tongue wiggled deep inside of her, his hands holding her hips tightly so she couldn't struggle. mm how delicious you are. he growled, smirking a little. and how your cunt seams to love my tongue, you just keep getting more and more wet. he laughed again , pressing his tongue all over, deep inside of her, he could tell, she was definitely a virgin, someone who had been around enough women like he had could tell the different, it wasn't really as hard as people thought. he liked to rape all kinds of people, but he liked virgins the most, they protested harder, but enjoyed the strange sensations he forced upon them more, they felt more shame, and they where more likely to form an emotional bond with him. they couldn't help it, no one could, that's why he loved it so much.