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Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

Sugar Downhart had recently transferred to the school after having moved to the area. Because of her fathers job, she had didnt have any choice but to move along with him. She cant help but feel throw a hissy fit about it, pissed that she was leaving all of her friends behind. She eventually calmed down about it, but is still in a stubborn and agitated mood about it. She now spends more of her time alone during school hours. After hours, she would do what she can to sneak out. Ever since she started going to this school, she has been hearing things about how its well known for its athletic programs. Wandering the halls, she would trophies encased in glass the schools various sports teams would win. Not being the athletic type, she would do what she can to avoid joining any sports clubs. She figures shes struggling enough as it is in the general physical education class, getting frustrated with the teachers strict teaching methods. Not only has she been hearing about the awards, she had also heard about students suddenly dropping out or just vanishing without a trace when the workouts got too hard. Shes currently walking along the track outside during P.E., wearing her white t-shirt, black shorts, white socks that reach just an inch or two below the knees, black shoes, black panties, and a black bra. She had only ran one lap and she is already stopped running, already feeling worn out as she walks along the track while everyone else is lapping her. Sweat can already be seen glistening from her face, soaking into her white shirt as the fabric begins to cling to her pale flesh and become slightly see through. She raises a brow when hearing the voice of her teacher, listening to him ordering her into his office. Now what? She says under her breath as she watches him making his way into the school. Feeling annoyed, she follows after him, making her way into the locker room where the office is located. She had found it weird that a male teacher would be allowed an office right in the middle of the girls locker room, but she didnt care too much to ask. She figures since hes been helping teams win games, they would allow him to do as he pleased. Once at the door of the office, she steps inside and closes the door behind her. You wanted to see me, Mr. Martin? She asks with an uninterested tone to her voice, placing her hands upon her hips. Even with the little workout, she is already feeling a little out of breath, breathing heavily as sweat travels down her face and glistens from her arms and legs. She had always hated exercising during her old school, always finding ways to sneak off and hide until the class is over, but she cant really do that this time around since this teacher seems to like to keep a watchful eye on everyone. I hope this isn't going to take long... Class is about to end in a few minutes... She says to him, showing she doesn't care too much about authority.
Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

She cant help but make a confused expression when seeing him moving to the door to lock it, wondering why he has to do so since it appears to be a typical scolding for not participating enough. Its something she had to deal with at her old school. A teacher would usually stop her from leaving the classroom when class has ended to talk to her about her performance. She would often ignore their advice and would see it as a waste of time, but the atmosphere feels different with this man. There is something about him thats making her feel tense, watching as he crane his neck for a moment before he starts what his meant to do and how it helps the young bodies of his students. Watching him move to stand in front of her, forcing her to tilt her head up to look up to him while he stares down to her. She cant help but begin to feel a little intimidated by the man as he stands there before her, glancing over his muscles. Its something she isnt used to since her last Physical Education teacher was female and was almost her size. Her eyes widen when hearing that hes going to be giving her a private lesson in his office, confusing her further since she doesnt see how there would be enough room to really do much. Is this guy serious? She thinks to herself, having a hard time believing he would keep her there and force her to exercise. She parts her lips and gets ready to speak, but before she could get in a word, she feels him grip her arms, lift her up, and force her to bend over his desk. Ahhh! Hey! What are you doing?! She yells out, placing hand upon his desk as she tries to push herself off, struggling as she feels his hand pressing down upon her back while the other is slipping into her shorts. St-Stop it! What do you think youre doing, freak?! She continues yelling at him before feeling him pull her shorts down hard listening to the sounds of fabric tearing as he exposes her panty clad rear end to the air. Someone get him off me!! Help! She continues on, hoping someone would hear her voice. Her young body can be seen trembling hard as she continues her struggles, breathing heavily as she does whatever she can to push herself off the desk. Hes going to rape me! I cant believe this is happening! This cant be happening! She thinks to herself, feeling so terrified as her heart begins to race. She can be seen heard clawing at his desk, now trying to crawl and pull herself to the other side to get out of his grip.
Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

The teacher hadn't noticed Gemma at practice for awhile, but he knew that she was registered to be on the team. He knew that she was a senior, and that she was just doing this as an extra curricular activity to graduate from the school. In her entire time at the school, he had never seen her in either a sports class or in any of the sports that he coached. As the rest of the girls were playing, showing off their fielding prowess and their batting or pitching, she was the only one sitting in the dugout. It was an after school activity, and most of the teachers even went home after their classes were done. There was nothing for them to do at the school besides let the janitor clean their classrooms. Making his way towards her, he sat down next to her and sighed, looking at the clipboard. Putting Sugar Dawnhart in the back of his mind, he looked at her. Are you just going to sit there today, or are you going to do something out on the field? He asked her, glancing at his watch and realizing that practice was almost over. The softball field was on the other side of the school's walled off campus from the dorm rooms. The P.E building, his building was also on the same side. When everyone went home, he was often the only one that was in that part of campus. Rubbing his eyes, the rest of the girls started to jog off, thanking the coach for the practice, saying that they were eager for their next practice, and Clyde waved back at them. Before Gemma could get up though, he put his hand on her leg and squeezed semi-hard. You aren't done yet. Let me show you how to bat, and you may decide that you like this sport yet. He said, as he stood up. Grab a bat and meet me at homeplate. He said, gathering a few things like some softballs, some water, and his backpack. The softball team was only as good as their worst player, and it was painfully obvious who their worst player was at the moment. It was Gemma.
Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

Gemma leans back as the teacher approached her in the dugout, getting ready to take a name while the other students practiced and got ready for the next event. She sighs as she thinks about what she would like to do later, thinking about either getting into her parents liquor cabinet and getting herself a drink or sneaking out of the house to do a little clubbing. Even though she isnt doing anything, she is managing to sweat a little just from the heat as she sits there in the shade. She cant wait to get home so she could properly clean herself of the dust floating around in the air. She doesnt even look bothered as the teacher sits himself next to her, listening to him ask if she plans on just sitting there. Im here So, that should be enough She says with an uninterested look on her face, folding her arms over her large chest and glancing away from him as she does her best to ignore him. She can be seen glancing to the watch she is wearing on her right hand, showing she cant wait until the day is finally over. Hearing the school bell, she soon sees the students putting the equipment away and making their way back inside to shower themselves off from the accumulated sweat and dirt. Before she was able to follow, she suddenly feels the mans strong hand placed upon her leg, feeling fingers digging into her soft flesh as she listens into him telling her telling her to stay and to practice with him. She cant help but stare with a confused look on her face since he hasnt bothered her before, watching as he gathered a few items as well as his backpack before bringing them out onto the field. Frustrated, she does what she is told and picks up the baseball bat, dragging it along the ground as she follows him. Look, I was told I didnt really have to do anything I already have plans. So, can I just go home? I really dont want to get all sweaty and nasty She says with annoyed tone in her voice as she stands before him, looking quite arrogant and impatient as she places her right hand upon her hip. She can already feel the sweat soaking into her clothing, making her feel very uncomfortable as fabric begins to cling to her young flesh.
Thread: The Gym Teacher (LataxCnt)

Sugars eyes widen when hearing the man suddenly yell out with an angry tone to his voice, watching as he steps into the shower room completely naked. She cant help but tremble in fear as she watches him walking up to Gemma, watching in terror as he grips her hair and roughly pushes her head against the pole before scolding her for having thrown up on the floor. Afterward, she would see him dragging her before shoving her face into her own vomit on the floor, listening to the sounds of sobs and whimpers. Her body soon tense as the man brings his attention to her, widening her eyes with fear as she listens to him ordering her to answer his question when she cant since the ball gag is still in her mouth. Mmmm! She cries out when her cage is suddenly kicked, watching as the metal bends slightly from the hard impact. She can fee hear heart racing as she stares at him, listening to him telling her that its also her fault that Gemma made the mess on the floor. She almost doesnt want to leave the cage as he reaches inside, feeling him grabbing her hair as he roughly pulls her out. Her face would be pushed close to the floor as she listens to him ordering her to clean, listening to him hint at the method they should use as the ball gag is pulled from her mouth. Even though he didnt hit her, she cant help but begin to whimper and sob as well, listening to him telling them that they better have cleaned the floor by the time he returns. Seeing him step away, she slips her tongue passed her lips and begins licking, pulling the girls puke into her mouth and forcing herself to swallow it down. Gemma weakly crawls next to Sugar, lowering her upper body to the floor as she also begins licking, fearing for her life at this point since she felt she almost died when he raped her throat. So weak, she cant help but move slower than Sugar, not collecting as much vomit into her mouth before she swallows. She would heave deeply along with Sugar, feeling her stomach churning as she refills her stomach with bile, doing what she can to lick the floor clean. It takes them a few minutes, but they managed to consume most of it as the rest is washed down the drain. They would sit there upon their knees next to each other, trembling under the flow of cold water. A little vomit can be seen oozing down past their lips to drip from their chins, looking so very sick and feeling as if they may actually throw up again. Gemma is very likely in worst shape, looking as if she may pass out at any moment as the room spins before her eyes.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

Dante It was raining the day Eric arrived in Saint city. And while that wasnt his real name, demons so rarely gave their real names to the humans that thrived in the world. Frowning in annoyance as he stepped out of the space between hell and the human world, he glared up at the house sitting in front of him. He didnt want to be here, and while the human world amused him at times, he knew that this was going to go badly. He just knew it. The fact that Lucifer had sent him here despite his worry over involving the necromancer, meant that the man was either more desperate then he thought, or was willing to sacrifice his health and safety to make sure that Lucien was taken care of. Which disturbed him more then he thought possible. Stepping into the small yard he walked up the small sidewalk as he stopped on the front porch, just far enough to tell the necromancer inside that something was waiting for her to answer, and while he knew the rarity of demons on the human plane would keep her from identifying him as demon, much less as the devils right hand, it also didnt make him comfortable to be feeling the power liking across his skin, sampling, trying to figure out what he was. Knocking on the door he slid a gun into his hand, prepared for anything. The last time hed turned up on a nercomancers front steps hed been shot. He wasnt going to make the mistake again and not be prepared. Though nothing could have prepared him for actually seeing the beautiful woman.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

Dante was not your run of the mill woman, no matter how she looked. heir of the impressive Valentine Fortune, she was one of the worlds leading Assassins. she was claimed to be able to kill anything or anyone, so long as you fit into her criteria. she did not hunt humans, unless they where of the worst sort. child molesters and the sort like that where often found without their heads. her preferred method for killing anything. she was a bounty hunter, but more than that... she was a Necromancer, and one of the most powerful ever born.she could communicate with any spirit, no matter how long they had been dead. she'd once risen the 'ghost' of Abraham Lincoln for the Historical Society who couldn't decide if a particular Ax had really belonged to Abe or not... the tongue lashing the spectral man had dished out had left no one ever attempting such a thing again. particularly since Dante had been blackmailed into doing it, despite her warnings, repeated warnings, that it wouldn't go well. needless to say, people stopped asking Dante to raise ghosts for them after that... not unless it was REALLY important. like that serial killer she had raised last month to find the bodies of all the people he'd killed. her life had been filled with oddities, mysteries, and danger... but that had not helped her from nearly pissing her pants when the Devil Himself asked her for a 'favor'... which wasn't much of a favor as it was an entirely impossible task with her life on the line. still, she couldn't just let a random Demon wander around willy nilly as it pleased, and unfortunately she was the best equipped to handle it... she was probobly going to die, but she'd be damn sure to take the creature out with her. she was sitting at her kitchen table, cleaning her gun when she felt... something, at the edge of her 'wards' for lack of a better word. she'd 'borrowed' the term from that silly children's book. it was a line of power that she left around the openings of her home, which would immidiatly alert her if anything of note crossed them. she spread out her Necromantic senses, and danced them over the stranger. not Alive, but not Dead either. so not a werewolf, a human, or a Zombie hell bent on revenge... but not a Vampire or a Ghoul either. it didn't feel like an incubus, and it wasn't a Grim... she had never encountered anything like this, so she grabbed her silver lined sword, and made her way to the front door. she opened it slowly, saw the white haired man... the gorgeous white haired man with the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. everything about him was beautiful actually... she brought the sword up as soon as she saw the gun and it was at the hollow of his neck before he could even twitch. she was fast, for a human. Who are you, what are you, and what do you want? and don't try moving, i have the advantage here... and she did, strings of her power had attached to him, limiting his movement. he could break them of course, but not before she'd driven the sword through his neck and into his spine. Demon or not, that would certainly put him out of commission for several minutes at the least.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

You are quick human, maybe you will survive.Eric muttered the moment pressing the gun into the hollow of his neck, looking more amused then worried that he had just been threatened with what most would consider a life threatening movement. Looking down at the bands of power trapping him, he offered her a brazen smirk as he raised a hand, casually brushing them off before looking up at the intriguing woman. I was sent to speak to you on your mission. While you accepted, you also refused to see my lord, and that put him in a little of a bind, as there are some things you need to know about the creature you hunt. Eric raised a eyebrow, watching the beautiful woman, dipping his head a little.You smell like brimstone and fire, you smell like home.he muttered looking amused and pleased that his partner in this adventure was at least going to be entertaining. It made him feel better about her life expectancy that she had reacted to finding him on his front steps like she had.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

she stared at him for a long moment, her blade pressed against his neck... she moved to stab him when he brushed off her power but paused as he spoke again. he was clearly not hostile... not yet anyway. she froze at the mention of her mission and dissolved into a few well chosen curses as she lowered her weapon and scowled at him. the 'creature' is a Demon, right? unholy denizen of hell that i'm fairly certain your 'master' unleashed on purpose in order to gain a foothold in the mortal realms. i bet he never anticipated loosing control of the damn thing did he? i don't trust him, and i don't trust you, the ONLY reason i've agreed to this is because your fucking ' Lord gave me no other choice! she spat before stabbing him a little with her blade. and don't think flirting with me is going to put me in a better mood you god damn Devil! she spat before turning on her heal and stalking into the house. get in here before the neighbors see you! she demanded, the door slamming shut on it's own as soon as he stepped inside. she had gone into the kitchen and was reassembling her Gun and was filling different Clips with different kinds of bullets. normal 45 bullets. but there was also Rock Salt bullets for the undead. Silver bullets for werewolves, Iron bullets for the Fayn... also known as fairies. there was even a bullet that would deposit ultraviolet liquid into Vampires. it wouldn't kill them, but it would burn like a bitch. sit. she demanded as she loaded a Clip with Bullets made of cold Iron. expensive, but worth it. Tell me about this damn thing then. she ordered, studying him. and have a beer, you make me nervous just sitting there. she ordered, sliding one of the bottles, one of six, over to him. she'd probobly only just picked up the case of beer. she didn't seam like the kind of girl to just get drunk... granted, she HAD been viseted by the Lord of Hell himself... so getting drunk was probobly to be expected.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

Im insulted you think were unholy. I would have you know that I enjoy going to church when I am in the mortal world. Humans have such amusing ideas on god and the devil.Eric mused before starting to laugh a little, barely reacting as a golden red bead of blood trailed down his throat. Hm, but you smell so good, ms. Valentine, I might not be able to stop myself.he said before looking around, amused to see that indeed the neighbors were watching before walking inside, and following her into the kitchen. you have everything but holy water.he said frowning a little as he looked bemused as he sat. Raising a eyebrow at the offer of a beer, he looked thoughtful before sipping it, before smiling a little. My lord did not release this demon. It escaped with something valuable to us, and we would like to see it returned. The only problem is, once, Lucien gave aid when my lord needed it, and was offered any boon he wanted. Lucifer, in one of his lessHe paused struggling with the urge to obey his need to respect his king, and to show how stupid the boon had been he sighed.then a good move, and Lucien asked him for immunity from death, by both demon and man alike.He smirked a little. And that is where you come in, lovely.
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

she scowled at him. your devils and you just unleashed a terror onto my world that you expect ME to kill. you didn't even ask, you just blackmailed me into it! of COURSE your evil! she spat hatefully. and i don't give a damn how i smell, you keep your hands, your lips, and your thoughts to yourself! she demanded. and i do have Holy Water. she stated, holding up what looked like glass beads which where being filled with hollow point bullets. blessed by the Archangel Aramis. she admitted simply as she shook the bullets she had already made. the hollow point shatters on impact, and the glass beads shatter once inside the target, releasing holy water. sometimes it kills, sometimes it doesn't. she shrugged. i have a few vials of it that i can toss at people too. she admitted with a smirk. shall i see if it works? she asked, slipping a small vial out of her pocket and shaking it so that the liquid inside swirled. i hear it burns the unholy like a bitch. she set it down and listened to his story, lifting an eyebrow at him. the look on her face was enough to let him know exactly how stupid she thought the Lord of hell was. so in other words, your glorious and almighty master fucked shit up and now he want's ME to fix it... she snarled, her eyes narrowing even more. what the FUCK is wrong with you people!? you know what. don't answer that. just tell me how to deal with this god damn creature before it starts eating people. she demanded as she finished loading up her last Clip and slipped them into a clip belt, all of them fitting side by side rather perfectly. then she started to finish cleaning her gun, polishing the metal and the wood handle before slipping that into the belt as well. and before i forget to ask, what in the hell makes you think i can kill the beast when it's safe from man and demon alike!?
Thread: Devil may Cry(moon/lady)

Eric raised a eyebrow at her rant, trying to figure out if she was brave of just that suicidal before looking at the bullets, Interesting. Definitely something that will be useful on Lucien, and the imps if he has any with him.Eric said thoughtful because he wondered if any other demons had followed Lucien out, and wondering just how in the dark his lord was keeping him. Because he knew the lord of hell was up to something, but eric prided himself on being able to figure out the games his lord played without getting himself killed. He knew eventually hed figure this one out to. You could. It would be a interesting development if you want to see how they work.he said simply, not about to admit out loud that the situation was serious enough that Lucifer had sent not just a greater flight demon to back her up, but his eldest, the kinslayer. Erics laughter filled his eyes even if the laughter didnt spill out of his mouth at her description, mostly because he agreed with her. It had been stupid for Lucifer to not think through the ramifications of giving a demon of luciens intelligence and power free reign. Track him. Kill him. Lucien has beenexperimenting with humans. Therell be dead.he said simply before smirking at her question, looking her over, his eyes lingering on her curves and boobs before he answered.Because, you are neither, lovely.