Thread: Catch fire and Explode! (Jack Stalker and Defiant.Anjeru)

Kristen laid entirely limp for the remainder, small noises emitting themselves occasionally from her physically battered, and even strained, throat her blood pulsed into his mouth with each beat of her heart. He aimed to draw a pint from her - something typical of a blood donation, which left her dizzy and fairly light headed, especially given the fact that she hadn't eaten before he'd started feeding from her. A soft whimper as he swept his own blood over the marks with the tip of a finger, effectively stopping the flow though she could still feel the wounds pulsing in her flesh. Her body felt a little heavy from the blood loss, but that was not her immediate concern because as he pulled his cock from her abused cunt, the pleasure all at once gone - though a subtle aching for it remained - leaving her to feel every bit of pain he'd administered to her poor fragile human body. Lean fingers twitched and her frame would shiver each time his mouth dipped down to mark or tease some part of her flesh that he had left untouched, soft whimpers and moans wafting from between parted lips in appreciation, despite how much her body was already aching. His cock was still rock hard, as if he hadn't just spilled himself inside of her youthful cunt she knew that wasn't true, however, as she could feel it, inside her, seeping from her lips and touching her pale thighs. Despite the light headed feeling making it a touch hard to pay attention, she caught sight of him reaching toward one of the bedside tables, pulling a rather extravagant collar from within the confines of the drawer. She bit her lip and whimpered a touch when he wrapped it around her sore neck, that still ached when the pressure of the collar first touched. A soft gasp slipped from her as he hoisted her arms to lay straight, reaching above her head she was unable to do anything about it, mainly due to the chains themselves, but also that her wrists felt raw from pulling against them in her fevered passion. He grabbed her legs, hoisting up her body and those chains bit into her already sore wrists, making her strain slightly though she managed to keep the whimper rather subdued. Next thing she knew, he was turning her, her arms crossing into an x - something she couldn't stop or rearrange - as she fell onto the bedspread, much like before, but on her front. Her face hit the cushioning and she turned it, sucking in both a breath of fear and twisted anticipation. She was sure she lacked the energy to do whatever he planned for her next, but somehow, she still wanted whatever that was - even with the knowledge that she had no idea what he intended. His words hit her ears next, causing several realizations all at once one being that he hadn't been kidding about being her master, two being that he intended to feed from her again, or else, why would he worry about anyone seeing the marks. Fear stirred in her, but she swallowed it back at the memory of his hard, monstrous cock filling her, stretching her, sending her into the most powerful orgasm she'd ever had. She wouldn't and didn't want to let her fear ruin that. So long as...he didn't plan to kill her, did he? Her body trembled, even as she said, Yes, Master, to assure him that she would do exactly as he said. She whimpered as he forced her legs apart, his cock falling between her supple ass cheeks she could feel the mixture of their releases seeping to the right ring of her anus, making her shudder. Surely he didn't mean to...? She'd never done that before...a cock in what she considered the forbidden part of her anatomy sure she'd heard of it...but...she swallowed, biting her lip. His hand wrapped in her hair, abruptly causing her thoughts to stop. She moaned and her frame shivered beneath his wandering hand as he caressed her pale, soft flesh. His nail along her spine caused goose bumps across the skin of her arms, soft pants of breath following suit. She was so tired already, her body feeling nearly like a leaden weight, battered, and yet, still aroused at the thought of his cock pounding into her. She doubted he would listen to her answer with any intention of following it he'd do what he wanted, regardless, she was sure. What would you have me do, Master? She asked in answer, going with a different approach if she aimed to please him, there was a chance she could be better off, so why not try. Even if he attacked her again, there was no doubt she'd be cumming until every nerve in her body screamed for her to stop.