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Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

He had smiled when she had let out the briefest of moans, barely audible even in the confines of the small room. He then saw her whimper in fear, as his blade came into contact with her flesh, trembling as she struggled even harder against the chains that were holding her down. He knew that even the lightest touch of silver would bring excruciating pain to any vampire , a million times worst if a cut was felt. He had no idea why, but he wasn't a man of science, nor was he really interested to know. It was known to him as their one true weakness, and that was all he needed. The look in her eyes truly delighted him, it was an expression of a caged animal, knowing that there was no longer any place for it to run to, an expression where it knew it could only wait and face it's captor. He wasn't going to cut her, that would be like spending his life savings to purchase an expensive, luxury yacht, or a priceless painting belonging to a famed painter, only to sink the former, or tear up the latter. But she didn't need to know that. Then she suddenly stopped moving, staring at him instead as if she seemed to have found a way to calm her fears. He raised his eyebrows, staring right back into her gaze, his black, obsidian pupils meeting her orange ones. Without breaking eye contact, he trailed the dagger down, the pointed blade pressed against her skin, not hard enough to cut through her flesh nor to leave a mark, merely to show her how much power he held over her, how he could have easily killed or scarred her if he had wanted to. He slid it down her throat, between the v of her cleavage, to her soft toned tummy, down the side of her thighs all the way to the soles of her feet. He wanted, no, needed her to feel her entire body on fire, and know that whereas he was the one giving her the pain, he was also the only person that could stop it.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca swallowed hard as she saw him raise his eyebrows and she whimpered in fear and pain as he kept the silver dagger against her as a yelp of fear again came from her when he trailed it down her body, leaving a trail that was burning hot as she whimpered, but it hadn't cut her at least. She swallowed hard and looked away, trembling and trying to hide the fear that she felt deep inside, that penetrated her as she squeezed her eyes shut, tremor after tremor rolling through her from the fear as she kept her head turned away and her eyes squeezed shut as she felt the point of the dagger resting against her foot, then she dared to speak. If you are going to kill me, then do it already, don't toy with me as if I'm a mouse and your the cat, it's the other way around, I'm the predator and your the prey. She gritted her teeth in anger, turning her face back to his and opening her eyes as she opened her mouth to reveal her fangs as if to prove her point, that if he did the slightest thing wrong and she got free, she would sink her teeth into his neck, faster than he could say help.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

He wasn't a masochist, not even close, but the look of fear and the way she had whimpered in pain while tremors shook her body were sending waves of arousal down his spine, he could feel his pants getting tighter as she struggled in her chains. He laughed as her defiance when she stared at him angrily and declared herself as the predator, and him the prey. She opened her mouth, hissing at him with her fangs as if to prove her point. But his attention weren't on them, but instead on her sensual lips, imagining how they would felt wrapped around him. A prey am I? he asked, as he he reached out with his fingers and lightly ran them across her tummy, a predator are you? he then questioned as his fingers worked upwards , curving around her breast before swallowing them in his palm with one single fluid moment. The felt full and firm under his touch, and he let out a groan of approval as he gripped and kneaded them. He then trailed his fingertips softly in a tightening circle around her areola. Watching her nipples harden with each touch till they look painfully swollen and pushing against his palm.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca trembled as she heard him laugh and she bit her bottom lip once again as she squirmed and struggled against the chains. She heard him speak and ask a question, feeling his fingertips run across her stomach she swallowed hard in fear as she looked at him. She shivered and shuddered at his touch as he asked the next question and she nodded in response to both. She felt his hand move upwards towards her breasts as she moaned out and squirmed in the restraints, as she let out another moan, feeling her nipples becoming so hard that they made her breasts swell with the arousal she felt. She tried to shake her head, another moan slipping from her lips as she did, she couldn't be feeling this way, it was wrong to feel arousal, desire, passion, need and want, especially from him. She squirmed, shaking her head again and again as she tried to squirm and shake so that his hand lost it's grip and went away.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

He laughed as she nodded in response to his questions, still the defiant little one aren't you?, he asked as he felt her breast swell with her heavy breathing, a soft moan leaving her lips, resonating across the tiny room. He felt her squirming, struggling and shaking harder than before, throwing his grip off her body. He sighed, she was going to be harder to break than he had imagined, but he had time, a lot of time in fact. He reached again for the blade, picking it up, he swung it around his fingers, the blade seemingly dancing as it hopped from one finger to another. A flashy trick, nothing more, but done so that he had her attention. He moved the blade forward, this time, he pressed it a little harder against the skin of her breast, a little harder and he would have drawn blood. A gently smile formed across her face as he stared at her, you don't want the touch of my fingers right? How about my blade? He dragged it across her chest, from one breast to another, drawing a red line across her otherwise perfect, unblemished skin. He didn't drew blood, but he was sure it felt a hundred times worst than if he did. You know, you could beg me to use my hands again, I wouldn't ignore the request of such a lovely lady, he hissed, as he smiled at her, his intent a complete opposite from the warm smile that clouded his face.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca stopped struggling as she saw him bend down and pick up the blade, watching him swing it from one finger to the other. She trembled as she bit her bottom lip again as she yelped in fear and pain as she felt him press the blade against her breast. She shivered as she stopped struggling and squirming and she whimpered in pain, as he dragged the blade across her chest to her other breast and she whimpered out loudly in pain, it burned her. Though he hadn't made a cut, she could feel the burning sensation as if he did and she whimpered in pain again. She wanted him to let her go, but she knew that, that wasn't going to happen for a while. For some odd reason, even as a vampire and a vampire hunter she had sparked his desire, his lust. She could see it in his eyes and she knew that he wasn't going to give up until he had broken her down or until, if she refused, he had to kill her. She knew that he wouldn't let her go and he wouldn't stop the pain of the blade against her skin until she broke down and asked the humiliating question. She whimpered in pain, if she could cry, tears would be streaming down her face, but instead her voice just merely wavered when it came out, please.........please use your hands, they felt better than the blade and they didn't cause pain..........M.....Master. it took her a minute to choke out the word, but she had thought that perhaps if she used that word, he would stop the pain and start the pleasure instead.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Her cries of pain were like music to his ears, never had he wanted to hurt a person, yet not kill nor even scar her the slightest. He knew that she was about to break, the fight was no longer in her eyes, it was easier than he had thought, but then again, he wasn't going to complain. He smiled, as she asked him to use his hands, and he was surprised when she had called him master. He knew deep down that it was merely just a trick, vampires were creatures of pride, they would not bend nor bow to someone unless it would benefit them. But he liked the way she had used that term for him. It gave him a new goal, motivation, he would not only break, but dominate her till she would mean every single bit of that word. He smiled, a gently one, hiding the anger and desire that was brewing underneath the surface of his skin. Putting the blade away, he once again stood in front of her, you seem to hate pain, he asked, as he leaned forward and ran his tongue lightly over the outside of her ear, what about pleasure? From the person that could easily kill you whenever he wanted to, he whispered, as he slid it to the sensitive spot behind her earlobes before running his tongue down her neck, nibbling her flesh lightly. His hand reached over and cupped her breast, squeezing as them as he ran his fingers lightly over her nipples, before tightening around them digging into her tender flesh as he gave it a vicious tug, pulling and stretching her skin along with it. His other reached down towards her sex, his fingers gently ran up and down her slit, teasing it, before circling around her clit, never actually touching it. He would make her suffer for the ten years he had craved for her, and he will never let her have her release until he was satisfied.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca shuddered and trembled violently in the chains as she felt the tongue running over the outside of her ear and she heard his words. She swallowed hard, she knew that she was trapped, utterly at his disposable as she shivered when she felt his tongue slide behind her earlobe and then down her neck, feeling him nip at her flesh. She was panting slightly and a soft, barely audible moan ripped from her throat as she arched her back against the chains, she was having inner conflict with herself. It had been long, too long since any man had ever touched her and a big part of her wanted more, needed more, but another big part of her knew it was morally wrong to want more from someone she didn't know except for an encounter ten years ago, from someone who killed hundreds of her kind and left her alive for unknown reasons to her. She felt his hands on her breasts again and she shuddered, another moan ripping from her throat as she then let out a loud cry of pain when he gave a tug and pulled at it. She shot him a glare, but knew that she was entirely helpless against his onslaught. She felt one of his hands reach down towards her more private areas and she whimpered in sudden fear as she felt his fingers run up her slit and she let out another moan, feeling the juices begin to drip just slightly as she squeezed her eyes closed as she felt his fingers circling her clit, never once touching it again, instead teasing her. She let out another moan, but this moan was laced with anger and frustration, some fight came back into her eyes as she bucked up against the chains. She had laid still for several moments so that she could gather energy for when she would begin her own onslaught again, and that was trying to weaken the silver to the point where she could easily snap it. She bucked up hard against the chains, shaking his hands free of her as she bucked and fought viciously against the chains that held her. She needed to get away from him, or he would put her through this every day. She bucked and fought, squirmed and wriggled, then the reserves of energy she had saved up dwindled and she lay panting against the table again, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at him. She wondered how angry he would be at her for her sudden outburst and she shivered and what he might do to her as punishment for the outburst.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

He could sense her moans of fear slowly and gradually turning into ones of pleasure, and knowing his abilities to slowly drive her deeper and deeper into his power, probably soon, lust. The way her back was arched, her hips pushing against her fingers, was driving him crazy, did she want him as much as he wanted her? He could feel the tip of his fingers slowly getting coated in a layer of moisture. He suddenly felt her groan with anger, buckling against the chains in frustration, struggling to get free, the fire in her seemingly returned. He watched as she fought against the chains, pushing and pulling with all her might. But it was useless, and soon, she finally gave up, and laid still, breathing heavily as she watched him with eyes filled with uncertainty. He smiled, as he bought his fingers up to her face and ran it down her cheeks, letting her felt her own wetness sticking onto her face. He wouldn't be angry at her sudden outburst. They both knew he had won, the stains on her cheeks was proof of his victory. Without saying a word, he reached forward and ran his fingers down her body, gazing lightly across her skin, feeling goosebumps appear on her flesh as his palms go down her hips and her legs. He moved his head towards her, breathing heavily onto her nipple before closing in settling onto her hardness with his teeth. One of his hands reached towards the chains and spread her legs wider open, they were at a 45 degree angle now. His teeth were now scraping gently over her skin, going back towards her neck as his fingers now advanced closer toward her sex. He cupped her pussy with his hand, feeling the heat, and the moisture that was slowly spreading across his palm. He rubbed the opening gently, and slowly his finger spread her open, and wetness quickly coated over his finger tips as they dipped slowly into her. Deeper and deeper with each glide.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca shivered as she panted and laid still against the table, then shuddered as she felt him run his fingers down her face, wiping her own juices on her face. She shivered and whimpered as he ran his fingers down her body, goosebumps pickled her flesh where his fingers had glided across and she swallowed hard. She felt his breath against her nipples and then his teeth as her nipples hardened. She wished that her body wasn't reacting this way, but it was her body's natural response to pleasure and another moan tore free from her throat. Then it was followed by a whimper, a yelp of fear as he spread her legs farther apart and she swallowed hard again. She moaned and shivered with the pleasure of his mouth, his teeth, his breath upon her skin and she shivered, moaning out louder as she felt his fingers close in on her pussy and she moaned out loudly as she became more wet as he begin to rub and push into her, going deeper. She moaned and squirmed in the chains that held her as she got wet, her juices dripping and then she yelped as the deeper he went, he came across her hymen. It was true that before she became a vampire, her virginity was never once touched, that was a long time again, and her hymen had remained, frozen, as it was. She didn't want him, knowing she was a virgin, but now he did and now she felt more fear grip her as she wondered what he thought of her being a virgin.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

The way she was both moaning and shivering beneath his touch were sending huge waves of arousal down his spine, he had wondered how long more he could endure before losing control and forcing himself onto her. She was almost gushing now, he could feel her sweet juices dripping down his arms as he started thrusting faster and faster before suddenly hitting something soft which was in his way. He gently touched and pushed against it, wondering what it was before realization hit him. He laughed as his fingers left her lowers lips, he brought them up to his own and licked his finger tips, tasting her sweet nectar as he said, as a matter of fact you're a virgin aren't you?. How ironic it was, living this old and not having experienced one of the greatest pleasures in life. She hadn't truly lived life.. Until today. He would make sure of that. He then moved towards her against, this time, he forcefully pressed his lips against hers, bringing her into a deep passionate kiss as his tongue snaked out and pressed against her lips, begging for entrance. While his fingers reached down towards her clit, brushing nimbly over them, rubbing lightly up and down over her sensitive knob as the fingers of his other hand pressed into her again, feeling the moisture enveloping him as it glided smoothly in. A second finger soon joins the first as they glide effortlessly in and out of her. A third finger was now pressed in, spreading her wide open as his fingers slowly increased the speed of which he was stimulating her clit.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca gasped and moaned out as she bucked and arched under his touch, moaning out again. Then he withdrew and the desire within her was now a burning flame as she shuddered, watching him lick his fingers. She swallowed hard and shook her head in response to his question, though she knew that he knew it was a lie. She shivered violently, in fear of what was about to happen as she squirmed in the chains. Suddenly, he kissed her forcefully and she pressed her lips together, trying to keep his tongue out, but as she felt his fingers on her clit once more she bucked and moaned, her mouth parting as she felt his tongue slide into her mouth. She felt one finger go in, then two and soon three and she yelped and moaned slightly in pain into the kiss as she swallowed hard and moaned as he begin to thrust with his fingers, slowly spreading her out. She whimpered and moaned, her back arching against the chains that held her and she moaned out into the kiss as fear and pleasure filled her.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

He felt her lips parting as yet another moan escaped from her, and with that his tongue slipped into her moist opening, dancing and pushing against her tongue as he deepened the kiss. All the while his fingers were continuing their work, stimulating her nether regions in symphony, one hand sliding in and out of her while the out rubbed and drew circles around her clit. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter by the minute, and feel the way her walls were clamping and sucking onto his fingers, not wanting to let go. He finally broke the kiss, and leaned forward, whispering again in her ears, you're enjoying this aren't you? He slowed down the speed of which his fingers were thrusting in and out of her, moving at a very slow, but steady pace, you've not experienced an orgasm in your life had you? He asked, while his fingers curved slightly upwards and he rubbed against the top of her pussy, aiming at the bundle of sensitive nerves there which people usually referred to as a g spot, while the thumb he had on her clit stopped the circular movement, and instead pressed itself over the tiny knob, and started flicking it faster and faster. He growled, his warm breath blowing into her ears as he said, I know you want to cum. I can feel it in you, your body is betraying you. Ask me permission for it, and I shall let you. He smiled, as his movements grinded to a complete stop while still buried deep in her.
Thread: The Hunt is On ( Angel + Violelia )

Rebecca moaned and blushed a deep red, shivering as she felt his whispered words rolling over her ears and she moaned as she squirmed in the chains, becoming more wet by the moment. She nodded in a daze to his first question and shook her head, dazed, to his second question. She practically screamed out with pleasure as he begin to work her g-spot and she moaned out loud as she begin to feel a pulsing feeling in her lower abdomen, an unfamiliar pulsing feeling and she heard his words as she swallowed hard. She wanted, no, needed to cum, but to stoop to that level to do so, she wouldn't do. Though, as she felt his movements cease, a low whimper left her as she needed to cum and wanted more pleasure, but she tried hard to resist it, tried hard not to let the words tumble from her mouth, but it was only a few moments before she whimpered out something that sounded like, please.........please let me cum.
Thread: rp for my bestfriend

Do you have AIM? mine is troyjien500 . I'll be on tonight.
Thread: rp for my bestfriend

You've got me curious. Maybe we could work something out.
Thread: Between: A slave's life (Angel X QB)

Nathaniel Renault - The Younger brother. Studying to become a doctor Steven Renault - The Older brother, a Pianist prodigy Heather Albright - A girl adopted from her heavily indebted parents. Used as a slave by Steven, but treated with kindness by Nathaniel. Mall ory Edge Worth - A slave to Steven. A masochist who refers to herself as 'fucktoy' , as per her Master's desire.
Thread: Between: A slave's life (Angel X QB)

Mallory, or, rather, Slut, as he called her let out a moan as He came closer to her and drool dripped down from where she hung. She squirmed slightly, the rope only causing to make herself slightly more wet. Though, it was already drenched in her juices as it kept rubbing against her crotch. She tried to swallow, but the ball gag prevented her mouth or guttural movements and she tried to talk to Him, though it came out garbled as more drool dripped down her chin, we........wese Mster. She loved the attention her Master gave to her, and she even enjoyed the pain that he put her through, in an odd way, it almost made her wet, just thinking about it. She squirmed slightly as she turned in slow circles caused by the movement and watched Him walk towards Heather, she was new and stubborn, hard headed and didn't want to follow the rules, and it was a shame, but Heather did it to herself. She watched as Master walked over to her, almost wishing she could be in the same position as Heather. --------------------------------------------------- Heather couldn't see anything but she could hear his footsteps coming towards her and she tried to jerk away only to have a muffled yelp of pain come from her as she squeezed her eyes shut, though she knew that squeezing her eyes closed only caused more darkness, behind the blindfold. She felt a tremor roll through her as she opened her eyes, groaning as she saw nothing but black again, but she felt his fingers on her drool soaked chin and she was ashamed as her cheeks turned a fierce red. She tried to push on the ball gag with her tongue as she had been doing for the last few hours, trying to get the ball out, that way she could talk and relax her muscles, but it had all been useless and it only made more drool drip out, as if there wasn't enough. Heather whimpered and tried to speak, gwes asays fom mes... it came out garbled and she became frustrated with the effort it took her to speak, so she tried to glare at him, but she couldn't tell which way he was in. She squirmed and moaned, but it caused to much pain for her to move, so she tried to stay still. She had only been there for a day and she had met Mallory. What was wrong with the girl? She actually liked it when Steven put her through torture and pain. She supposed she was a masochist, but it was still pathetic. The way that she watched the other girl suck up and literally kiss Steven's butt cheeks. The thought made her wince and her face contort slightly with a bit of disgust as a moan escaped her. Though the moan was reluctant and grudging as she shivered at his words and then felt him pressing on her arms. She tried hard not to yelp in pain, she did everything to try to resist him, but as he pushed against her bound arms, she yelped and squealed, muffled by the gag, in pain as more drool dripped down her chin.