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Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Shit... Zeke moved the book from his face as he stretched out, realizing that he had fallen asleep while he had been reading. Rubbing his scruffy face, he wiped the sleepy tears from his eyes before standing and stretching again for good measure. Marking his page, he slipped off to his bedroom to put on his attire for the night. It was a goth BDSM club and he had an image to uphold, plus he liked the feeling of leather on his skin. Removing his black button-down, he slid on his chest harness and locked it in place against his hairless skin. Next to go were his acid-washed jeans and boxer-briefs as wearing anything under leather made you sweat more and with all the movement he was going to do, that wouldn't be comfortable at all. Pulling on matte finished leather pants with a studded belt to match his harness, Zeke's outfit was almost complete. Searching through his closet, he grabbed his buckle-boots that buckled up to his knees and had a good heel to them. He really did love his combat boots and the imprints they left when he marked his subs with them. Some liked a good kick to the ass and he didn't mind handing that out. Locking the final buckle on his boot, Zeke grabbed his sweatshirt and headed down to the garage to slip into his 1969 SS Class Camaro with matching interior and exterior. It was black and white, like he liked his life to be. He didn't prefer to have any grey areas, but he knew that life wasn't all black and white or simple as he wanted it to be. Things were complicated, much like sex could be. Once inside the beautiful car, he put the key in the starter and turned over the engine, listening to it rev at his touch. Shifting gears to pull out of the apartment complex's garage, the sleek machine purred until he was finally able to let it roar as he turned onto a busy street and raced onto the highway to get to the club.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Once the car was started he drove off, going a good fifteen miles over the speed limit. He always tried to get to things early, and this was one of those times. The earlier that he got there the quicker that he would get in, and the quicker that he would be able to chose who he wanted to take home for the night. Brayden didn't realize how overly dressed he was to be at this particular club. He hadn't read the part online about it being a Goth BDSM club, just skimmed through that area. Great, now he would stick out. Maybe that was a good thing though, because then people would be looking more at him than the others who were all dressed the same. Or it would make everyone stare at him as if he were to ignorant to even be able to dress himself properly. He really hoped that it was the first one. This was supposed to be his night, and he should not worry about how he was dressed, but he was. He pulled into a lot a few yards away from the club and quickly jogged across the street. There were only about ten people in front of him in the line and within minutes he was in the club with everyone else. Oh yes, he was definitely over dressed. He was wearing faded dark blue jeans with a button up black silk shirt. It hugged his skin like a second skin, leaving nothing of his body to a mystery to anyone. He did get looks, many looks in fact from both men and women alike. Everyone here was dressed in leather, spikes, collars, and boots. Looking at people in collars gave him the similar rush he had the previous day, thinking about himself in the collar.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Most people that passed Brayden in the club gave snickers or glares. He hadn't known he was supposed to dress in goth attire. He wasn't going to poke fun though, as he had to pay triple the normal rate just to get in here. He wouldn't have anyway, he wasn't the type to joke about the way people wanted to present themselves, unless he was in a dungeon with someone. There people left all their rights when they took that first step through the doors. He could see two people talking and snickering to themselves, looking directly at him. Were they laughing at him or someone else behind him? Brayden already knew the answer to that though. He was in jeans and it seemed as if no one was wearing jeans, as if it was a rule that no jeans were to be worn. When he was beckoned over a look of shock came across his face. What did they want him for? Brayden obeyed and shuffled over in front of them, gnawing on his bottom lip as he did. What in the hell? Usually he was the one making people feel like this. The one who had motioned him over though was by far the best looking guy in here. It took everything he had to keep drool from coming from his mouth. Hi, I'm uhm..Brayden. Should he have used his own name? Brayden held his hand out in front of him, hoping that the incredibly gorgeous guy in front of him wouldn't think he was stupid and take his hand in return. God this guy was incredible. He wasn't the prissy type of good looking, either. He was extremely masculine. The outfit he was wearing showed off the well sculpted body that Brayden so desperately wanted to run his hands along. It was a new feeling for him but it drove his body insane wanting more of it.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Brayden...I'm assuming that's your real name, but you might want to use an alias or play name in this setting. This is Ragnarok and I'm Odin, Zeke said, glancing down at the man's outstretched hand but ignoring it. He would normally shake the man's hand but in this case, he needed to teach the boy a certain set of manners. And mostly, see how he reacted to the dominance that prowled around inside Zeke's head. Ragnarok gave Brayden a small nod before looking at Zeke to see what he would do. It was like a game between them to guess what the other might do to someone new. It was always fun. Instead of grabbing the man's hand, Zeke slid his fingers underneath Brayden's chin to get a better look at his face by tipping it upwards. Zeke had a few inches on him - especially in his boots- and wanted to see those pretty eyes looking up at him. Do you know how to take orders, little puppy? Zeke asked, eyes roaming his face and form. Brayden probably would look good in a dark red leather harness with a black and green kilt or something of the short. Zeke did like a man in a kilt, which was probably why he hung around Malcolm so much - the guy was enamored with kilts despite not being apart of that particular heritage. Malcolm leaned in a bit to murmur something in Zeke's ear and he grinned before speaking again. If you can, I suggest you create an alias. Now.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Brayden nodded an affirmation at it being his real name. He had to use a fake name? He never had used one before and hopefully them would let it slide at this point. He jerked his hand back as soon as he felt a hand on his chin. His face was now only inches away from the one who had called himself Odin. He must think highly of himself if he was going to call himself one of the greatest gods, in his opinion, in Norse mythology. He was a good several inches shorter than the man in front of him so he tried standing on the tips of his toes to get a better look at the face. He was dying to lean forward just a bit more, to press his lips against the ones in front of him. What he couldn't get though was why he was lusting so badly after this man, and why his body shuddered when he was called a 'little puppy.' It reminded him of a collar and leash. Would the man in front of him look good holding a leash that was attached to the collar around his own neck? Brayden sure thought so. A frown played on his lips though when he was ordered to think of an alias for himself. He raked through his brain until he found something that made him smirk. Haustier. It was a German word, translating to 'pet'.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

Haustier...I'll have to research that one, but for now, I'll just call you 'little puppy.' At least you can follow orders. Don't stand on your toes. Zeke said with a bit of a frown. He didn't know if he was comfortable with someone trying to get so close to his face but he could see that the other was thinking about kissing him. It was written all over Brayden's face. Malcolm murmured something mirroring his thoughts and he couldn't help but grin. This is why he and Malcolm shared everything. Most of the time. Tightening his grip on Brayden's chin, Zeke tipped his head just the slightest bit, eye to eye with the shorter man. Does the little puppy want a kiss? He has to ask for one...maybe even beg for it. You are a stray after all and I have to see if you can be trained or left to fend for yourself. Speak. Zeke smirked a little at Brayden, wondering if it would be too much too soon. Malcolm gave him a tiny nudge which he ignored, eyes staying on the shorter under-dressed man's face the entire time.
Thread: Mental Lockdown [Hahvoc x PureLust]

He was about to tell the man that it meant 'pet', but little puppy seemed to work alright for now. He really didn't like the way they kept whispering to each other and looked back at him. It was as if they had a deep secret that they needed to keep hidden from him. His jaw locked when he felt the grip tightening, was he going to kiss him? One could really only hope. The hope fell as soon as he was told to speak, to beg for a kiss from this man. Brayden wasn't one to be told to do things, it had been enough that he had been commanded to make himself an alias. It was time to show them he wasn't going to be stepped on, as much as he really did want it. I am not going to beg for a kiss from you. If I want one, I'll take it. His voice was firm and a great deal more stable than he really felt. Brayden didn't usually get nervous around people but this guy had him trying his best not to tremble. He would have leaned up and stolen a kiss then had it not been for the grip on his chin that he was to nervous to swat away.
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Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Karel Rancell Delamarcis The Cruel Witch Aria
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

It was one of the man's favorite ways to torture his slave leave her bound up for a few hours, with little regard to her safety and well-being, leaving for an extended moment of time. His slave was his own sex toy, there was nothing she could ever do otherwise. Not that she could say anything, ball-gagged like such of course! Legs drawn up and bent, what one would immediately notice from her crotch was the obvious cameltoe with the addition to the slim figure of a vibrating bud the shape of a bullet whirring merrily against the thick pink flesh of her vagina. A giveaway of this was the pink wire that went from her waist and into her panties, vanishing along the way. Another vibrator, this one with a black color scheme, was nowhere to be seen, going in lower towards her anus to arouse were an anal plug would have been unnecessary. While he had many toys he could use, he found the longevity of a bullet vibrator's Double A batteries made sure that she would stay aroused longer. And to further tease her, the speed was only set to the point where she would not be able to cum. An enchantment painted upon her lower bits would agonizingly halt all sources of arousal when she inched closer to a climax a simple stop hex that had taken an entirely new degree with the bondage she was in. Her nipples stood erect behind the cloth of her tight dress, a testament to her own arousal along with a spot of darkness were some saliva from her ball gag fell from. Drooling from time to time, the infamous ball gag was a size bigger than her mouth, causing more discomfort and more drooling than usual. Her collar held red twine which forced her legs, bound behind the knee with a bar spreader into such an uncomfortable manner forcing them closer to her chest. Her hands, you may ask? Bound behind her back onto a small ring nailed into the wall, arms together unable to free the prisoner from this torment. Torment, or pure enjoyment? Her master easily turned on her the moment she was captured. At first the man was taken from a whim with regards to whatever crossed her mind a few juicy hexes? A few curses or even turning him into a random animal! However, the stranger had other plans for the girl as she was quickly subdued at the first moment she let her guard down and now here she was, suffering in bondage against his strange contraptions sending queer...yet arousing waves throughout her velvety flesh. And so thusly, began her day in bondage, a taste of what other days may fall under his servitude. There was no reprieve or mercy there was only endurance and penance in bondage.
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Aria's body ached from the uncomfortable stretched position he'd left her in. You'd think over time she'd have gotten used to the way he did things. Her muscles were sore from the lack of movement, and there was a fire in her abs from being stretched this way. Her hands longed to come down off that nail. Her breasts were squashed. The witch had been reduced to this. However, it was not the pain in her muscles that Aria was going crazy from. It was the longing in her pussy. She was dripping wet from the constant vibrations against her pussy. Her outer lips tingled as she felt the thing whirring against them. Worst of all, it continually teased her erect clit, making her unable to concentrate. Her twitching cunt was stretching out into the air, and if she could move, she'd have probably been humping the air in desire. The black vibrator by her anus was rubbing the puckered bud, which was wet from her juices sliding down and lubricating the region. The double stimulation of the black and pink vibrators in her sensitive holes made her body flush a bright red, and she was moaning softly. The sounds however, were muffled by the ball gag. A little drool dripped out, as the giant thing stretched her mouth open around it. Her jaw ached from having it stuffed inside her, and she wondered if her mouth would ever close properly again. It was all her fault for ending up in such a humiliating but arousing position. Aria could still remember the day all this had began. It was a warm, sunny day. She'd been running her hut as usual. It wasn't so much of a hut as it was a terrifyingly large dark home. It was imposing and black, crooked and twisted, as it rose up into the sky like a mini tower. Odd chimneys poked out from here and there, and the occasional raven or crow would settle along the house. The house had a cobbled path, that was well worn by both horses and humans. The trees around it were gnarled and crooked. The door was large and imposing. However, the gothic knocker on the door showed signs of use. Aria was really the main eye-catcher of the entire house. The witch was settled on a stump outside her home, sipping a cup of tea as her raven, Ramone, flew by. She watched the bird for a bit, before turning to the road. It had once been a well-traveled road. The violet-haired witch had scared them all away. Now she was alone, with not a single person available to sell her potions to. It wasn't her fault that she'd fleeced them. She had needed the money to pay for her lovely lilac pendant, settled just between her flawless breasts. The witch was scantily clad for a cool, Autumn day, as she awaited a passerby. And then he had to arrive, and change her comfortable life forever.
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Karel Rancell Delamarcis was like no other Noble. The Duke of Nordames was known as the Intrepid Blue Blood for his adventurous spirit and his willingness to thrust himself into danger. Even more prominent than his good looks was his nearly-voracious appetite for sex, often sleeping with two women by his side and immediately forgetting about them the day after. Along with his spirited adventures comes accusations of his lecherous deeds, though by the time the angry mob would have assembled the interloper would have been long gone from their beds. Recently, he had heard of a...solitary witch dwelling within the forest near a village called Lanmark. Journeying within the decrepit forest, pushing through thickets and dead trees, Karel slowly beheld a large, black mansion within the forest. And almost immediately, a gem that stood out well beyond the mansion a bodacious young lady sipping tea upon a stump. His eyes so lustfully scanned her delicate frame, shapely breasts displayed all too well from the tight bodice she wore. Creamy skin of her hips near her waist teased at the prospect of her delicious lower regions, tempting him with the fact that she was probably wearing nothing to cover her snatch. The crowing of a bird above alerted the witch of his presence, only for him to raise his cane to scatter the bird from the branch. Shoo, Shoo! he said, before turning towards the witch. He did not show it, but he had his share in the arts of magic. Though compared to her, it may just well be child's play. Good morning, my Fair lady. he declared, bowing softly, I am the Duke of Nordames, Lord Delamarcis. I am seeking a Wych within this woods who was known to brew potions that increased one's...intimate vigor. Are you such the Wych? he asked, his intent bright in his eyes. While he did lust for her body, what other human didn't upon the sight of her flawless, shapely bust?
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Aria watched the noble approach her, smirking as she did, and vanishing her tea away with her wand. She stared at the red haired noble, taking in his expensive clothing. Everything he wore was well-tailored, and she could tell he screamed expensive. However, Aria could care less for his titles he threw around as she watched him gaze at her with lustful eyes. She crossed her arms under her chest, helping to elevate it for his eyes. Men often looked at her like this, and she had so much fun teasing them. Though, it had been so long since she'd had someone fresh to tease. And who knew when another opportunity would come up? Perhaps I may be said Wych, said Aria, glancing at the noble coyly, her purple eyes dancing like a lioness eyeing new prey. What's in it for me should I help you increase your vigor? Jewels? Gold? Some rare artifact? A normal witch would only have charged perhaps a few silver for such a potion. Vigor was something commonly sold, and didn't have any rare ingredients. This was why Aria had lost her once flowing customers. She charged ridiculously high prices. The greedy witch ensnared unsuspecting people, and bled their wallets dry as she took money from them. Gold, silver, crops, cattles, anything she could collect for a high price, she took. It was no wonder she was already alone in this forest, with not a single person to care for her. As she eyed the noble, however, she was already beginning to form a plan.
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Oh? he took her words almost like a challenge, especially the body language she displayed for him. Something at the back of his mind told him to flee while somewhere below him told him to just pin her down and fuck her until she couldn't stand straight. Of course many would be deceived by his outward looks to them nobles were easily swindled by the wonders of the world, many paying gold for simple tricks of the wand. I'll be sure to repay you in any sum you please. he said, taking out a small bag of gold which he threw to the ground. This was all he had packed, a few 30 pieces of Gold. While this could be to a peasant a fortune, to most nobles this was nothing. Of course, he had to play it cool to keep her in the bargaining table. ...Of course I shall provide for you more if you have just...what I'm looking for. He had to really stop looking at her shapely form. Falling for a girl in negotiation was being one step closer to being swindled or killed. Walking closer, he looked her in the eyes. What's your name, young Wych? he asked, curious as he gazed at her. He had learned to hide his assets. What she may not have known was that he was an extremely proficient fighter with a few tricks up his sleeve. There was a lust forming in his mind that demanded he take her away in chains and into his estate to be fucked until she would be driven mad by sexual craving. But of course, he had to play along. So, enough pleasantries. What do you have?
Thread: Careful of what you wish for (Ella X QB)

Aria watched the young noble throw down the money. His eyes were filled with lust, and she knew if she swayed a few more buttons, she'd have him within her grasp. She looked at the 30 gold, which was a small fortune in itself, but her greed was endless. She could hear the lust in his voice as he spoke, and smirked, crossing her legs and giving him a better view as her scanty skirt shifted to reveal the entire upper half of her thigh. There was no sign of anything underneath said skirt. Not even a strap of a possible underwear. You may call me Aria, she said haughtily, using her wand to summon the gold to her hands from her position on the stump. I have quite a few things you can buy for this some. A one-day vigor release, a potion when taken can stimulate you to erection immediately, and I have a potion that when taken regularly, can increase your libido over time. All these can be sampled for the price you bought me. Come inside. With that, the witch stood. She walked to the house, her hips swaying as she did. Oh this man was definitely going to be her prize. She couldn't wait to capture him and use him as her slave. All she needed was to drug him with a potion that would put him to sleep. Once inside, she'd slip it into his tea and make sure he drank it all up under her gaze, Tea?