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Chills ranged down Aeon's spine... what did he get himself into? The men continued to talk and mock him as he was silent and not saying anything. "We'll need to go... what shall we do with him?" He asked. Pointing his gun at Aeon.

"Kill him... he overheard the conversation." The second man said." But not with the gun... it'll give our position away." He took out a knife... and hand I to him. He was completely silent now... was he going to die right here before he even got to the next city?

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Louisa listened from outside the door, hearing that there were two men outside, planning something on the train but nothing to do with Aeon. If he hadn't been snooping then she wouldn't have to worry about this at all, but of course now they had made it her business. Slowly she leaned over, pulling something else out from a pocket in her dress, a small black ball, it looked like a large marble with a smooth surface aside from a small silver button. She held it in her hand and waited for only a moment before she made her move, taking a step into the doorway, seeing where they all were and going for it.

She didn't make a sound but rather moved quickly, pressing the button that released the mechanism of the ball, a black smoke filling the room in the blink of an eye. She couldn't see just like the rest of them, but she knew where everything was and she grabbed Aeon, pulling him quickly away from the man with the knife, who she then shot in the leg along with his partner in a swift motion and with no hesitation.

Louisa pulled him out, the door closed behind them. "You must be good at getting yourself into trouble" she said, looking at him with a mischievous grin.

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Aeon felt he was doomed, then he saw someone at the door. The lady that exactly same before he saw her activating the device before the smoking began to spread. The next moment he was pulled back. "Thank you... for saving me." He said... but there was more. They were going to hijack the train... and it wasn't just them... the others in the group must be in other carriages waiting. "I guess I was overly curious."

He looked at the men. "We need to subdue them." He said to her before pulling out a long rope. "We'll need to tie them up otherwise they'll still get to us." He said, the smoking distracted them, but they needed to take this opportunity to bind them. He didn't have intentions of saving the crew, but if he didn't stop it he was going to be in trouble as well... the whole train would.

"Uhm... did you follow me?" He asked, he was surprised by the media before. Now that the table had turned, he wasn't scared to confront them.

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"That can be a very dangerous trait" Louisa said, peering into the smoke filled room for just a moment, nodding her head as he said that they should tie them up. That was wise, she was unaware of the full extent of what was going on still but it was always best to keep your enemies in check. Usually she would just leave before they even had a chance to try anything, but on a train the places a person could run to were rather limited.

"Here, hand it over then" she said, hearing the men in the room fumbling around, no doubt in pain from their injuries on their legs, which she had done to stop them from chasing them out of the room. They were so loud it was no problem for her to find them and tie them up, ripping off a piece of their clothes and using it to gag them as well and prevent them from making any sort of noise. As the smoke began to dissipate they were both pushed away into a corner of the room, tied up and unable to speak.

"There, that should do" she said, turning to look back at him. "Maybe. Doesn't matter one way or the other at this point, you should be happy I was here for what ever reason. Now, what were they talking about that had you so curious and made them so upset that you had overheard them?" she asked, it had to be something pretty serious considering they were willing to kill him over it.

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Aeon was going to do it himself, but then again... if anything he realized she was a lot more skilled than he was. Taking out those men all by herself seemed like a walk in the park for her. "Okay." He handed her the rope before pulling out his revolver. "I'll cover you." He said, in case the men had recovered.

When they got in there it was clear that they didn't and this lady needed no help from him at all. "Wow...." He was very impressed at the speed she did things. But why was she saving him? It didn't take a second look to see that she wasn't some law enforcement officer, she probably had her own reasons for helping him. "They were planning to hijack the train... one of the government official's has a daughter boarding the train... that's all I heard." He told her.

"We need to stop them... otherwise... I think they're going to take the whole train hostage and it would be a horrible ride." He said to her. Still wondering why she saved him. "Thanks for saving me... I'll need to be less curious next time. My name is Aeon by the way." He said and instantly regretted, he really needed to stop himself from saying his real name on impulse.

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Louisa listened to him, learning the full scope of the issue now as he spoke. "A hijack? Did you hear at all how many there are?" she asked, thinking of how they might either get off or stop it, it didn't matter to her that there was someone else in danger, it only mattered that they might be swept up into it. She would get them out of the situation, protect them and perhaps help the rest of the people, but that wasn't her goal.

"I'd imagine it would be a horrible ride, so lets try and fix it" she said, clearly a very pragmatic thinker. There was a problem so they needed to make it better, she just needed to know what information he had and they could work it out.

"Oh, I know" she said with a smirk. "You know, you should try blending in more with a father like yours, particularly with everything that is going on. I'm Louisa" she said, not needing to really hide her name.

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Aeon paused for a moment before thinking what they actually said. "They've got more people... I'm thinking that they were just a small part of it. It isn't really a small hijack considering the carriage that she was in would have guards... in fact I'm thinking they might be taking some carriages hostage in order to bait her out." He said to her.

He was no doubt not a good-doer, at least not when he didn't have to be involved. But since this concerned him, he may as well try to save everyone. There was going to be bloodshed on this train, the best he could manage is to minimize it. "Okay..." He was going to continue but she seemed to know him already. "You... you know who I am?" Aeon wasn't a common name, nor was it a name no one used. "Just... who are you?" He asked, strange considering she just told him her name.

"I guess I'll find out later." Aeon said, as he turned to face the way he came from, that was there most of the passenger carriages were at. "You seem very generous so far... is it... do you know my father? Personally?"

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Louisa let out a small sigh of annoyance, she could deal with it maybe but she didn't necessarily want to. It was a chore, she wished they could just get off the train with him, but of course that was a little hard to do when they were moving so quickly. "Okay, then let's do something about it... you have a gun, that's a good start" she said, holding her own.

"Of course I know who you are, but don't worry too much, I was a fan of your father's work, nothing more than that" she said, trying to just shrug off how she knew him and not make him overly suspicious. She really just wanted him to give her the information that he had, to get the prototype that she was sure he had and then to sell it, it would make it so that she was set for life and she wouldn't have to do anything like this ever again.

"No, not personally. Like I said, you're just lucky I was here, that's it" she said with a smile and she walked in the direction of the passenger carriages.

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"Yes... well... I guess destiny wanted me to live a little longer." Aeon told her with a smile. "Thank you very much. I will repay you one day for what you did. I promise." He said to her, it was hard to judge just how much he would have to pay her, but he would try to make it even.

"My father's fan eh?" he said. Already a little dismissive tone could be heard at the mention of his father and his publicity. "So you're one of those looking to continue his work?" He asked, he didn't know what she was after of course.

He peeked into the next carriage, it looked like nothing was happening yet. "Well... I don't really have information about his research... but a lot of people have been looking for it. If you want me to find them... I can try help you. You know... for helping to save my life."

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Hearing the words 'I will repay you one day' were wonderful to Louisa; Aeon felt indebted to her and that was a step in the right direction towards having him giving her what she wanted. The more he felt he owed her the better, it made her think that rather than being unlucky for all that had happened so far she was very very lucky, he already owed her his life, which was a pretty good start in her opinion.

She shrugged her shoulders "Yes, I guess you could say that" she said with a small smile. She noticed how dismissive he was about it, clearly not a fan of talking about his father or his work. He had no doubt grown tired of the subject.

"I would like that" she said, hiding her disappointment that he didn't have it himself. He could be lying, of course, but either way she was in a good position. Who better to have helping you look for something than the mans son? They just had to get off this train....

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It was completely by luck but Aeon trusted her at the moment, more than the others that simply tried to take things away from him. Right now he really did feel like he owed her. Though if he knew her true intention he would have never went to help. Nor did he know that she was on the train because of him... not because of a chance encounter.

Then went on a few more carriages. Once they reached the passenger one they were just in time for the hijack, a group of four masked men, armed with pistols took over the carriage. Telling everyone to get down.

"We should try hide under the tables for now." He told her, they weren't armed when they walked in and if they were they'd end up having a shootout and that wouldn't be in their favor. Aeon ducked underneath a table as the men went on with their hijack speech.

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Louisa wanted to keep him in the dark regarding her true intentions, she was a pretty good liar and so far he believed her, that was good enough for her. She walked with him through the carriages, keeping an eye out for anything that might happen around them. They entered just in time to witness the hijack begin, the masked men holding their pistols.

Louisa nodded her head, ducking down underneath the table with him, her hand reaching for her own weapon as she watched them. They had to be careful and plan their actions carefully so as to not cause harm to themselves, and she supposed that it would be better to avoid harming others as well.

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Aeon believed in her, since she seemed nice enough as a person, though her prettiness had a lot to do with it. He was a rather dreamy person and what happened to him felt like a dream he was almost certain he was going to die.

"When you feel ready we could try to subdue them." He said to her. "I'll follow your lead." She was a much better fighter than him... so, best let her decide what to do.

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Louisa was trying to analyze the situation, figure out what the best way to do this was. She turned to look at him, happy he willingly gave her control, though she would have taken it anyways. She was better off than him in this situation, that much was apparent. "Okay, how good of a shot are you?" she asked him, watching the four men, who were currently distracted with other passengers.

"What we need to do is act quickly, before they get a chance to react. I'll take two you take two, aim to disarm not kill, stun them long enough that we can take away their weapons" she said, thinking quickly. If they didn't kill them then they could potentially ask them if there were any more plans, how many more men there might be and any other valuable information, otherwise she could care less.

[User] "I'm decent. But if we shoot they'd know." Aeon said. "I guess using my weapon is out of the question then." His he attempted to fire they would know from the other carriages... but then again if they shot then the same was going to happen... so he would tuck away his weapon for now. But if things already got worse he'd use it. "You still have more of those smoke bombs?" He asked.

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If Louisa wasn't a good shot then there wasn't much of an option for them there, so she slipped her own weapon away as well. Without him it was pointless, she couldn't get all four of them at once on her own.

"Okay... so we'll be more sly about it" she said, that wasn't necessarily her style but she recognize the need for it. "I have more...." she said, thinking, reaching under her dress again, pulling out another of the small marble looking bombs as well as something else, a very small bottle. She always came prepared, that much was coming to be obvious. "Okay, do you have a cloth or anything? I'll pour some of this onto it, after the smoke is released I need you to find one of them and put this over their mouth. One breath and they will be out. If we move quickly enough they won't realize what's going on and we can knock all four of them out" she said, thinking that would be the quietest way to go about this.

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Aeon wasn't a trained marksman and have never been in such a life threatening confrontation. Sorry his only decent still would likely to play off worse when they were fighting them. "I have a handkerchief." He smiled, he was not cut out for this but it was exciting. He was almost looking forward to this. Maybe afterwards they could even go on an adventure... that would be perfect. She didn't look like the type to stay in a lab and do research, maybe she was getting it for someone else.

"I'm ready when you are." He said pulling out a small bronze colored device; it appeared to be a shocker. "I know where they are... I'll take the two on the right hand side."

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Louisa smiled, not seeming too concerned about this all herself, it was thrilling after all. "Okay then, here" she said, pouring just a bit of the liquid onto it, she pulled out her own bit of cloth and did the same. She looked at his shocker, nodding her head in approval "there you go, that's something that's useful" she said and then went back to look at the men.

"Okay, I'll go left. Ready?" she asked, looking at him for a moment before she held the smoke bomb in her hand. "1... 2... 3!" she said, and with that she pressed the button and tossed it into the middle of the train, which quickly filled with the smoke. She moved fast, cloth in hand, and while the men were stumbling around she crept up behind them, her hand snaking around from the back and covering the first mans mouth. He inhaled as if to shout and the minute he did he was out cold. She made sure not to let him fall so as to limit the noise, gently setting him down before moving on to the next, who was stumbling around blindingly, calling out to his accomplices. He was starting to sense that something was wrong but he was too slow, her hand covering his mouth a well. This was easy, she had been in more dangerous situations. This was just a bit of fun.

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"I'm ready." it was the last second that Aeon realized he had only on handkerchief and he needed to gag two people, his emergency rope was already used. Hopefully he could ask her for help.

The shocker in hand he went to take on his foes. He jumped in and shocked one of them before turning to the other. The men were completely caught off guard and offered next to no resistance.

"Hey... Louisa..." He said." Do you had any more ropes? They're out but I can turn them." He said tearing his handkerchief in half term gag them both. The smoke would soon start to clear.

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The smoke was starting to clear, she looked over in his direction, seeing that he had been successful in subduing the two men just like her. "I saw some on the wall over here, let me grab it." she said, moving away from her own victims and walking over to a length of rope that was being used to rope off a certain area of the carriage. She cut it off, taking some for herself and giving him enough to tie up his men. "Take this" she said, tossing it over to him before moving to her two men, tying them up and cutting off a part of their clothes to gag them so they wouldn't be able to speak when they regained consciousness.

Of course, the passengers in the car were stunned themselves, though happy to have been saved. Some were trying to thank them, but Louisa ignored them. It was time to keep going and get rid of anyone else who was left.

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"Thanks." How did he not notice them but she did? She had a sharp eye as well. He wondered if she made a living off doing things like this... did this mean that she was here just for him? Maybe... the whole hijack was orchestrated by her to gain his trust... no! He refused to believe such baseless things. He began tom tie the two men up before turning to the passengers.

"Everything is under control, though we ask that you stay put here while we try to see if there are more carriages like this." He said to them.

As they were tying up a man walked in, armed with a weapon. "Okay carriage D is under our con..." He looked in shock at the scene. "What the hell is going on here?" He said aiming his gun at Louisa and fired at her. Of course he was slow, giving her plenty of time to avoid if she wanted to.

"Careful." He said to her before taking this moment to charge up to him and shock him with the electric bolt as well, getting him down. "You okay?" He turned to ask Louisa.

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Louisa liked that he spoke to the people in the carriage, she wasn't much of a people person and would have no doubt gone on and not explained or said a thing to them. In the long run that could have potentially caused issues, but she usually overlooked that sort of thing. It seemed they were turning out to be a decent team, which was a surprise to her.

What was also a surprise was when a man walked in, armed and speaking to his comrades without realizing that they were on the floor, shouting and aiming his gun at her. She reacted slower than she normally would have, though she moved out of the way in time, the bullet only just barely grazing her arm, though it stung and started to bleed a bit. It was stupid of her, she should have reacted quicker. In the end it was Aeon who reacted faster, shocking the man and bringing him down. She supposed she should give him a bit more credit.

Louisa nodded her head "Yes, fine, just a scratch" she said, looking displeased. Her pride was hurt more than anything. "I suppose carriage D is our next stop" she said.

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Aeon saw the bullet making contact, though it didn't directly hit her. "Are you sure? We should probably patch you up if it is serious." He didn't want to continue on all alone, those people were serious and if he wasn't careful then they'd simply kill him. With Louisa he felt somewhat more safe.

"Okay then." He said to her. He mainly brought him down while he was concentrated on Louisa. Had he concentrated on him, he might have gotten shot. Was he beginning to owe her more?

"They had a gun shot... I think more people might be coming." He said. "How about we try to use the outside? This way they won't notice us."

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Aeon may have had an advantage given the man had focused on her and given him an opening, but he had at least been smart enough to act. Had he not then they both would have been screwed. "It's fine, I need to be more careful" Louisa said, still upset with her slow reaction time. Being slow usually meant ending up dead.

"Okay, that's a good idea. More open area, too, so while they may have a better shot we'll see them coming" she said, nodding her head in agreement with his idea. No doubt they would have heard the gun shot and would be attracted to this area, getting outside would be beneficial to them. "Come on, then" she said a she made to leave the carriage, they could climb up between the cars and get onto the top of the train that way.

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"I'm thinking that our main problem would be the speed that the train is traveling at and the wind... otherwise... I don't see much issues at all." Aeon said to her. He followed her, he had never done that before but it seemed like she certainly had. Right after they got up two more men ran by into the carriage... luckily they didn't see them.

"Uhm... we probably need to see what is happening." He said, they can get down using the ropes to have a look at what is happen through the windows... but they might be spotted that way.

The hijacks were getting a little worried when things didn't all go according to plan.

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What Louisa really wished they could do was just jump off, sure they would be abandoning everyone else on the train but that didn't matter as much to her. She was a selfish person, she just wanted what she wanted, that was it. She climbed up onto the top of the train, happy her hair was back in a bun and not blowing all over the place.

She wished she knew how many there were so she could stop them, but that was difficult to say at this point. For now she just needed to figure out what they had to do, and he was right that seeing what was going on would be a good start. "Any ideas? This is usually the time I cut and run" she said, figuring that some added input wouldn't be terrible. She was much better at saving her own skin than she as at actually saving the day.

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The thought of simply running didn't even cross his mind. He didn't think that he could jump off the train... plus what would they do they? Where would they go? They'd be completely lost.

"But and run... what do you mean?" He asked her, he was visibly shaky as he stood on the train. His bag was still inside his cabin but there weren't any valuables. He could run, but his sense of right and wrong probably wouldn't let him.

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"The train is going a bit fast now, but at parts it has to slow down. You just jump off, of you hide and wait until it stops and get off then, they won't do anything to destroy the train typically while they are still on it. You just run, you don't bother with helping anyone else" Louisa said, shrugging her shoulders. Hiding, running, what ever saved your own skin. She wasn't some sort of hero.

"If there was a way to safely get off this train I would be off in a heart beat, and so would you if you knew what was good for you" she said simply.

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"What... you want us to wait here until the train is near a station? Then they would have kidnapped her." Aeon told her. "We're not going to just stay here and wait... we're going to go in there and stop this... especially when we can do this." He looked at her, there was no doubt he was scared but he wasn't about to back off. "Please? Help me? I'll do anything I can to find out more about my father's research... I can take you to our our if you want to search there."

"I know you can do it... you're amazing at it. So please help... wouldn't you want someone to help you if you're in trouble? Because no one would help you if they're all thinking like you."

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Louisa let out a small sigh, he was clearly idealistic, someone who hadn't had to face what most of the real world was actually like. "People don't help others, that's just life. I can help myself and I wouldn't expect anyone to help me" she said, no one had ever helped her in the past after all. You could only ever rely on yourself, that was that. But a part of her liked his belief in doing the right thing, or what ever you might call it.

"Fine, I'll help you, but you have to figure out what ever it is we are going to do. And I'm not doing it to help her, I just have a feeling that you would go off and do it whether or not I did, and I don't want you to do anything too stupid" she said, picking on him just a little bit, though it was all in good fun and she smiled slightly at him.

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She was right, he was going to go forth and try help them anyway. "Thank you very much. I owe it to you." Aeon said to her. "Think of it as helping me, okay?" He said, getting to rope around his legs. "You hold up to this and I'll have a look at what it happening in the cabin." He told her.

After securing the rope he went down and took a look, remembering the position of the guards. "Okay... same situation as last time. We can make an entrance by smashing through the windows. Then surprise them and take them down... sounds good?"


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Darrus had loved ploughing into her with his wolf cock, and loved her riding his man cock equally so. They were two very different experiences, two types of pleasure and two wildly different sensations, but she seemed a master of both and was made to take each of his cocks with equal perfection. She was wetly sliding up and down his thick girth, veined and pulsing. The entire length of it fat and hard with its velvety, bulbous head. So very unlike the long, smooth tip that had punished her tight walls the night before.

He groaned and rocked his hips in time with her gyrating ones, making their flesh slap together with a wet clap as her honey dribbled and smeared itself all over the werewolf's loins. He continued to guide her along with the tug and pull of adapt hand, master as he was with the subduing, binding vines that bent and broke her to his will, to be his sexual plaything. To be used by him, pleasured by him... that was not such a bad fate, was it?

"I think I will take you with me," he was saying as he watched her lust-filled face, eyes half-lidded with pleasure as she lost herself in the ecstasy of sex. "I will take you back to my pack and show you off. It is not just any alpha that can tame a nymph," he breathed with a sly grin as his hand came around and slapped her ass, encouraging her to buck harder atop him.

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This male was domineering and bossy... and being with him would mean leaving her sisters... but in that moment Aria felt like the happiest nymph in this forest, moaning as she rode his thick cock to completion. It was perfect, really---one man able to fuck her in multiple forms, to give her such a variety of experiences. The wild fucking of animals... and the passionate kisses of lips, the groping, teasing hands of a human. If it wasn't for their violence werewolves would be the perfect mates for nymphs---finally another creature with a sex drive equal to hers.

But these creatures were violent. The bad part was... that turned her on. Every now and then he pulled the vines and she came down even harder on his cock---shrieking as his meaty length speared her again and again, plunging in deep, spreading her wide. Her walls clenched and gripped his length and she arched on his lap, moaning helplessly as she spiraled out of control.

She was nearing her peak, her first climax, when he spoke again of taking her away. She wasn't as far gone into the lustful haze as she had been yesterday, though she was getting close. Still, she knew this was serious---he meant this. To take her away to his pack and make her his... pet? His mate? His slave? She had no clue---but she wasn't interested to find out. Aria shook her head, groaning as she fought against her climax for the first time, squirming atop him. "I don't want to go with you." She told him---crying out in surprise and bucking as he wanted as he slapped her. Her walls squeezed down his cock and her hands clenched, her body tensing, as her climax drew even closer to spilling over her.

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"I did not ask you," Darrus growled, and there was a flash. A flash of that violence she mentioned. Eyes turning wolfish, bright and yellow. They narrowed and he thrust himself harder into her. Reminding her who was taking who. He rose up off his elbows and tugging harder at the open vine that bound her to his whim and will. His other hand rose. At first, perhaps she thought he wanted to grab her hair like he had before. But now, his fingers curled around the slender column of her throat. He held it with a firm, squeezing grip as.

"Do you not remember giving yourself to me? You are mine, Aria of the forest. You will stay mine. And I will take you back to my pack, fuck you, and treat you as I please," he insisted, loosening his grip on her throat, albeit only slightly. His other hand released the end of the vine and fell, stroking across her spasming stomach, clenching abdomen. He tickled over her navel with his palm above her sex and let his thumb thrust down to press along the button of her clit.

"But I can treat you as kindly or as cruelly as you make me," he breathed. The hard pad of his large thumb rubbed a little too roughly, a little too fast across the hypersensitive numb of flesh. A punishing over-stimulation even as her lust-crazed body was being brought over the edge.

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Seeing Darrus's eyes flash yellow made Aria's heart nearly skip---then she was crying out, pain lancing her voice as he thrust so hard into her it felt like he'd break her, pulling the vines till she whimpered in pain. Part of her was aroused by the power he had over her... but she wasn't stupid. She was still scared by these shows of violence. When he grabbed her neck fear paralyzed her completely---she barely even dared to breath. He seemed as likely to kill her as to continue to fuck her. She knew she should put herself as far away from him as possible---but she knew it was already too late to make that sort of choice. Even as she told him she didn't want to go with him she knew the option had long since passed her by. She'd even let him bind her without a fight---it might be arousing to be tied up, but it cost her dearly. She'd given him her freedom without even thinking about it.

And now she knew this was her life. This was it. There was no escape. Her desires and lusts had betrayed her. Even as he let her go, she held stock still on top of him, biting her lip as he stroked her body. Her body was still quivering, even now on the edge of orgasm, even as dread coursed through her.

And then his thumb jabbed at her clit---Aria bucked on top of him, crying out as sensation shot through her. Pleasure pulsed deep inside her, reminding her what had gotten her into this position. It wasn't nothing. As his thumb rubbed hard over her clit she yowled, spasming on top of him, bucking and writhing, moaning wildly as he pushed her over the edge and she shattered completely, cumming hard. Stimulation so intense her writhing body struggled to pull away as much as anything. And all her thoughts of fear and hesitation in that moment were swept away, overwhelmed by his commanding touch, and she was reduced to a moaning mass of quivering flesh on top of him.

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And she came. That thick nectar of her juices gushing across his cock as she thrashed atop him and squeezed, seemingly desperate to milk his own cum into her body. He, too, was desperately close to orgasming. He could feel the rising ache that made his balls tense and grow heavy. The burgeoning swell like an impending volcano building at the base. And yet, he just couldn't come with her riding him.

He growled in irritation, and forcibly yanked her off him, her arms bound she'd likely fall onto her side even as the euphoric over-stimulation wracked her body. He looped the vine around her neck thrice, and knotted it's end at the base of her skull, so a length of the green rope connected her bound forearms from the elbow to the nape of her neck, giving her little ability to move and forcing her to keep her back arched with breasts thrust out, else suffer from an uneasy sensation of being choked.

But he used that length of vine between her shoulder blades like a handle, to haul Aria up to her unstable feet and push her forward to the boulder he had reclined against before. Her full, heavy breasts pressing down into the cold, uneven stone even as her ass was thrust outwards and on display. Bent over at the waist, he moved to take her from behind. The beast in him wanting to fuck her like the animal he truly was, and he wasted no time in ramming his cock back into her quivering cunt from the rear. And after a few brutal strokes that smacked against her ass and the backs of her thighs, she'd feel that volcano finally exploding, and hot lava-like cum coating the depths of her womb as he roared.

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Aria might have wondered when he would join her in climax... or why he was growling... but at the moment she was too far gone to even notice. She moaned wildly, even now riding him as she rode the wave of pleasure, her sex clenching and spasming around his thick hard length.

But then quite suddenly Darrus pulled her off of him. Aria gasped sharply, her eyes flickering with surprise, clearing for a moment of lust as she fell onto her side in the leaves. Her honey overflowed, running down her thighs as she squirmed, groaning with frustration on the ground. At least---until he tied the vines around her neck. Immediately her squirming came to a halt, sensing what would happen if she made the vines pull taunt. Laying on her side, her back arched, she panted and quivered, her face flushed and sweat tricking down the small of her back. She ached to feel him inside her---it was so cruel pulling away right now, leaving her feeling empty and bereft. The pleasure of her orgasm began to slip and drain away---but instead of feeling satiated she yearned for more---she was after all a nymph.

But she couldn't move, couldn't even sit up. She truly was at his mercy. Luckily, Darrus wasn't done with her yet. As he yanked her to her feet she inhaled sharply---stumbling with a curse as he pushed her towards the boulder. With her arms restrained she was quite unbalanced, tripping over a root and yelping as she sprawled over the rock---her face flushing bright pink as she realized her ass was sticking right up in the air, ready to be taken.

And then it was. "AHH!" Her shriek filled the clearing, her body arching off the rock, her head thrown back. Her mass of silver green hair tumbled down her back, hiding the quivering muscles underneath from sight. But he would feel how taunt her body was, see her hands clenched tight---and hear her moans and passionate shouts as he began to fuck her. Her first orgasm had come and gone---but now pleasure surged through her again as he fucked her---then came within her. Aria leaned her head back and just moaned as he poured inside her, feeling so overwhelmed just by the sensation of him spraying within her.

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"Fuck," he swore under his breath. Strong jaw clenched and flexed, as did every other muscle in his body. Toned abs squeezed, powerful thighs tensed, and muscular torso rippled under a slight sheen of sweat as his cock continued to jerk wildly inside her, emptying itself until it was completely dry. His hands had squeezed that plush, womanly ass and now his fingers had curled tight, kneading and mauling that sweet flesh. By the time he subdued and had thoroughly painted in the inside of her quivering walls, angry red handprints would be left behind on that nymphly derriere.

His hips rolled languidly still, a slow and steady thrusting. He reveled in the slipper, sopping feel of her used hole, and the freedom his man-cock had to move in its lubricated depths. Unlike before, where his wolf-cock got hung against her depths, he could ease his cock nearly completely out save for the aching, quite tender head and then sink the whole of it back into her. This, of course, was creating quite a mess across the rock. Staining it and marking it as their own, and causing the thick mixture of their mingled fluids to dribble down her inner thighs to her knees.

This continued until he grew bored, and his half-flaccid girth slipped out of her and smeared itself across the backs of her thighs. His fingers found their way to that cord, half-hidden under her mane of wild hair, and she was hoisted back off the rock.

"Come, my Aria. If we leave now, we will meet my pack by night's fall. I will not eat another meal of berries," he spat, and then gave her a little push. Even though she was thoroughly fucked and had just been used, he expected her to walk, with the strange ties along her arms and neck and all.

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Aria tumbled into a second orgasm as Darrus finished using her---not as strong as the first, but still intense, her cunt milking his length dry, sucking down every last drop into her eager body like some starved animal in the desert. Aria moaned until her voice faltered and faded---then lay panting on the rock. Between this morning and the night before she'd been doing a lot of moaning and shouting and her throat was starting to feel rather raw as a result. She would have loved to rest---but he hadn't untied the vines yet. Aria was forced to keep her back arched, her breasts pressing hard into the cold stone. She felt their mixed hot cum dripping down her legs, running in small rivers, and her nipples were perked, rubbing against stone. There was still an aching undercurrent of arousal, but for the most part she felt exhausted and was ready to rest for the whole day if he allowed it.

Damn werewolves though had all the stamina in the world it seemed. A sharp tug on the rope made her gasp on a cut off breath and stumble to her feet. The world spun for a moment as she got a bit of a head rush and she swayed unsteadily---then cried out softly as he pushed her forward.

She didn't walk though. She stumbled forward a few feet and fell to her knees, her body shaking as her head fell forward, her chin resting on her chest. Aria gazed at the ground before her, unseeing as she tried to gather her energy... without success. "C-can I please catch my breath for a moment first? And can you untie me?" She asked softly, finally looking up to meet his gaze, her expression drained. She knew he wanted her to move quickly, but her body wouldn't respond to those wishes.

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"Untie you? So you might try to run away?" Darrus lifted his finger, wagging it in her face, "You are a naughty nymph, my little Aria. I don't think I can trust you, yet," the 'yet' hung on the air for a moment, his hand reaching out towards her, and the backs of his knuckles brushed down along her cheekbone admiringly. She certainly was irresistible. And her exhausted, drained, half-lidded expression was just as sexy as any. "Fae are tricksters, you must understand," he sighed as he looked upon her and licked his lips.

"Now, if you aren't interested in walking, then you can summon me a deer so I may eat, and..." his hand fell, stroking down along her breast that was red and swollen from being mashed into the rockface. His fingers stroked over her nipple and down, and he gave the underside of it a playful slap, causing the heavy titflesh to jiggle before settling in his palm, "I fuck your tits," he said with a smirk. "Which will it be?" He asked the exhausted, addled nymph who ached in places she didn't know existed before he had found them and used them.

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"I don't think I have the energy to run away right now." She pointed out softly---and truthfully, resignation in her voice. The werewolf barely looked winded at all, and even when she had been at her peak strength the day before, running from him had been a joke even then. All she wanted to do right now was rest, just for a few moments. When he stroked her face Aria's eyes slipped closed, exhaustion bringing a certain peace to her expression. For the moment she was soaking up the fleeting gentleness of his touch. She reflected on his early words, his threat---that he could be as kind or cruel as her actions dictated. These kind acts... she would admit they tempted her to submit utterly, imagining some gentleman charmer who'd sweep her off her feet when she did.

But Darrus was still a werewolf. Even if Aria was utterly compliant, his kindness probably didn't stretch that far. This was probably the most she could ask for one such as him.

And it was brief, fleeting. A moment later his touch left her face, lowering, and he mentioned an alternative. "I told you---" She started to speak, opening her eyes, when he slapped her breast, her breath catching on her words as her breasts jiggled, the tender flesh aching and throbbing as it bounced, then settled in his warm hand. Aria shifted, her face suddenly a little flushed, then shook her head and climbed unsteadily to her feet. "OK---I'll walk." She relented. She didn't want to watch him slaughter a dear, didn't want to dance right now to bring the animal to them. So she stumbled forward, started to walk. One foot in front of the other.

Muscles in her thighs ached and protested nearly every step---the ache of sore overused muscles seemed to reach right up inside her. It had an odd effect---making it hard for her to banish thoughts of the night before, or this morning with him. The very muscles that ached from overuse made it so she thought of little else but repeating the experience.

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Darrus gave Aria a scowl as she relented. He flexed and rolled his neck. Bones cracked, popped. And then more. He wasn't just stretching, he was changing. back into that monstrous half-wolf thing that towered over her. Fine black fur erupting across his limbs as they twisted and elongated. He snarled, snapping his head back and forth as his face contorted and muzzle grew. Teeth tore through gums until they were rows of sharp teeth. Not made to tease a woman's flesh and eat berries. Teeth made for tearing, ripping, and murder. "Better," he growled and then gave a pause to sniff the air. "I do not think you sisters will be returning. This glade is marked as mine, now," and just for emphasis he relieved himself by the berry bushes on their way out.

For every two or three sore steps she took he only needed to take one with his long, lupine gait and backward-bent hind legs. Sometimes, he would drop down to all four and bound forward, disappearing for a split second before returning. On occasion, he seemed to slink into the brush and fade away, only to emerge on the opposite side of her as though constantly on the look out, constantly on guard. Protective. Possessive of his little treasure.

He at least let her stop and rest when the sun was highest in the sky through the canopy of the trees and let her forage for nuts and fruits before they continued on. It was nearing dusk when there were sounds of baying wolves not too far from them. Immediately, he thrust Aria to the ground at the base of a tree and told her to wait as he bounded up atop a nearby boulder and unleashed a startling loud howl of his own. It seemed to shake the trees and ground around her and reverberate into her very core.

"We are almost there. They know I return, and will be ready to present to me," he said as he came back over, helping her back to her sore, tired, aching feet with the lashed vines that still kept her perfectly poised and bound for his desires.

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Aria went forward only a few steps when Darrus began to change. Turning around she stopped and watched, awe reflected in her emerald gaze as smooth human flesh gave way to the thick black fur of the wolf. His body grew and shifted---as she watched him snarling and tossing his head Aria wondered if it was painful. And then teeth erupted forth, turning those gentle human lips that had kissed her only a short while ago into a deadly weapon. This was the side of him she feared. There was no gentleness in this form. Eroticism yes... but danger too. Turning away she pulled in a deep breath, once again unable to believe what she had agreed to the night before in those moments of lust and passion. She had always gotten into small bits of trouble here and there---lost in a cave one time, enamored humans expecting her to come back and be their bride after an orgy... but this was the first time she hadn't been able to get herself back out of trouble. Unlike the enamored humans this male would not take no for an answer.

Once he had shifted Aria walked with him out of the clearing, frowning softly as he spoke. "They will move on to a new part of the forest." She acknowledged. And they would presume her dead. But she couldn't bring herself to say that bit. Nymphs weren't fighters, they wouldn't even think there was a chance she'd survived. Aria shook her head, not wanting to think of that, and made her way slowly after him. Of course the werewolf easily moved ahead of her---but she was confused when he disappeared all together. "Darrus?!" She called out, trying to go a little faster as she looked around for him. If she had the energy she would have fled, but right as she thought it he showed up ahead of her, waiting till she caught up before moving ahead again. She realized after that that he was scouting ahead, keeping up constant vigilance. It might have been sweet if it wasn't so possessive.

Hours passed. She wasn't sure how she kept going that long, especially tied up. Her shoulders radiated pain and discomfort, but she kept walking. The rest came as a great relief, but it was short lived---then they were moving again, far out of her home region of the forest.

By the time the sun began to set she was half stumbling through the woods---she was so exhausted when he knocked her to the ground she didn't protest---she just nodded and curled up against the tree. When she heard the howls she didn't feel fear---she felt relief. It meant they were almost there. Aria rest her head against the rough bark of the tree and closed her eyes. Rest, sleep---or not. He was pulling her back to her feet. Aria groaned, every bit of her body feeling sore by now as she followed him. She hoped nothing was expected of her past this trek tonight. She could barely keep standing.


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Lei was the boy who had everything. His parents were wealthy, new money they called it, and could afford to give him the very best education available. He was intelligent, having achieved the best grades possible at high school only to continue on to the prestigious Greenhill College. Anyone who was anyone attended the grounds and of course Lei was always at the very top end of all his classes; never once being late, always handing in near-perfect assignments and yet he possessed a natural charm that almost surpassed his mental talents. His father teased that his mother was an angel, and such an idea seemed almost possible when confronted with Lei's smile, or the simple way he would flick out pale blonde hair from his features. Everything about him seemed perfect, but there were always flaws in perfection...

His parents' strict attitude towards everything in his life inevitably lead him to rebel. Only in secret however; to everyone outside his circle of college friends, he was the charming, innocent boy who could do no wrong, but every weekend on the facade of an over-night study group at a friend's house, Lei was to be found in the rather underground club Blue Moon. It was almost as exclusive as the college; reserved only for the most beautiful of people for only the most debauched of activities. Many times had Lei indulged himself under the flashing lights and heavy bass that thudded through the bodies on the dance floor, and many times had he woken up beside a girl he didn't even know the nae of. He never minded however; it was all part of the fun, all part of relieving the pressure that came as being the perfect only child. This night was no different.

Lei groaned as he leaned against the wall of the club, a bottle of some nameless alcohol held in a leather-gloved hand, his other arm wrapped around a girl's slim waist who was busy lavishing attention over his slender neck. She was attractive enough, but he felt he'd had far too much to drink to properly enjoy the experience and so he smiled weakly, easing her away as he finished off the countless drink. "Mmm... I have your... Number, right? I'll call you sometime..." The ageless lie along with a flash of his angelic smile had the girl giggling and nodded before she swayed back to the dance floor. Lei stretched widely, the black vest clinging to his upper body to leave a small slice of stomach visible, leather pants leaving nothing to the imagination where they lead to knee-high buckled boots; he looked the part, certainly.

Deciding that it was time he returned to his apartment, the boy straightened up and pushed himself from the wall, his feet dragging over the ground that seemed to move and sway beneath him. Somehow he managed to make his way slowly up the stairs to the double doors and push them open where the cool air of the early morning hit his face. It had to be around 2am by his reckoning, not that he cared. His boots clicked on the floor as he walked, a hand lifting to tug the tight choker from around his throat; too constricting. It was only then that he paused as he reached a crosswalk, glancing slowly from right to left.

"Ahh... fuck..." He cursed quietly, running slender fingers through pale hair. How could he forget the way to his own home? He decided to simply head left, there was half a chance he was right, after all and continued staggering along the path, brilliant sapphire eyes blinking slowly at the road ahead.

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Zirshan had been watching his new prey for a while, hidden in shadows. It was a fascinating transformation to observe, as Lei changed from a parent's best dream to their worst nightmare. The popular, A-grade student, pressed in with a multitude of other bodies, committing acts of debauchery. It was delicious, and he felt his mouth watering every time he thought of it, and even more-so as he watched him. The boy was going to be his, and there was nothing that would stop it. And tonight was the night. Zirshan was never one for patience, it had been less than a week since he had begun watching Lei, but it was more than enough for him to decide he wanted him.

He remained in the shadows, watching as the boy left the bar and made his drunken way home. It wasn't long before the boy got himself lost, and there was a light chuckle, which Lei would only sense on the edge of his conscious. Zirshan would be impossible to find, even if Lei interpreted the noise as anything other than a figment of his own imagination. He would wait till Lei was somewhere secluded before showing himself. He wanted to spend a little time with him in this realm, with no interruptions.

He soon decided that it didn't really matter all that much, he was far too impatient to wait for the perfect moment. He materialized in the mouth of an alleyway, waiting for Lei to come close to it before gripping his arm, yanking him into the passage. He pressed Lei's back up against the wall, a hand covering his mouth. His eyes stared into Lei's, instantly showing that he was something other than human. The irises were a deep blue, not too unnatural, but the sclera and pupil seemed to have inverted. What should have been white was pitch black, and the pupils were like crisp snow even seeming to glow in the low light. His smile was the next hint, filled with sharp teeth, perfectly designed for ripping into flesh.

"Hello little angel." The voice that came from between those sharp teeth would have even the most hardened men quaking in their boots. It almost seemed to echo in the mind, hinting at dark, sinister intent. This being was evil, to it's very core.

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Even if someone happened to be following a mere step behind him, it was likely Lei wouldn't have noticed. He was something of a lightweight at the best of times and always drank to excess if only to liven up the evening; it made him all the more susceptible as the distant laughter reached his ears and he paused on unsteady legs, glancing behind him with a small "Mmm?" of confusion. He was almost certain he'd heard something, but swiftly decided that he didn't care; tight leather made him look wonderful, but it did get uncomfortable after a while.

He moved to pass the alleyway in which Zirshan had chosen for the ambush, suspecting nothing before he suddenly felt the tight grip upon his arm. "Ahh...! What?" The boy cried out in surprise, his feet staggering sideways with the force of the abrupt jerk that found his slender frame suddenly pushed flush against the cold wall. Lei shivered slightly and moved to wriggle free, not yet realizing the danger he found himself in as he blinked blearily across at those glittering eyes. "Who're you...?" He murmured, his tone sluggish as he tilted his head to one side.

He didn't know this person, he was certain and his eyes widened slightly at the eerie gleam in the white slitted pupils, wriggling a little harder. "Y-You have... weird eyes..." The boy muttered, lifting a hand to weakly push at Zirshan's shoulder. "Let me go... right? Just... heading home..." The sharp teeth made his stomach clench slightly, but they were nothing compared to the voice that came from the other male's lips. Lei felt his blood run cold; almost freezing in his veins and he shook his head firmly, trying to simply step to the side and exit the alley. "D-Don't know... any angels..." He muttered, bright blonde hair disheveled rather attractively over his features as he shook his head again. "Let me go..."

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Zirshan gave another low chuckle, the boy was so drunk he didn't even understand the situation he was in. His grip on Lei would only tighten as he tired to move away, holding him firmly against the wall. He looked down at him, his eyes hungry, mouth even hungrier. He could feel himself salivating again, and he wanted to rip the clothes off of his little morsel and take him, but---with great difficulty---he forced a little patience on himself. He would savor the mortal; the first time, at least.

He leaned in close, pressing his lips to the soft flesh underneath Lei's ear. His tongue would slip out a moment later, the appendage cold, almost icy to the touch, and it would leave a dark trail behind it. His saliva, like most of his bodily fluids, was black, and a little thicker than it should be. His head would remain in the same place, but his tongue would continue to move, impossibly long as it snaked down under Lei's chin, tracking it's way along his throat and down towards his chest.

His voice would come without moving his lips, echoing in Lei's mind. "Have you ever taken it up the ass, little angel?" There was a mocking tone in his words, and it would be obvious that having Lei 'take it up the ass' was exactly what he intended. One of his hands slipped down to the boy's hips, gripping them tightly and pulling his body close. "I'm gonna make you squeal."

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Perhaps it was true that Lei didn't yet appreciate the amount of danger he was in; he certainly wasn't at his full intellectual capacity as he found himself pressed slightly harder to the cold stone at his rather lame struggles. His hand dropped from Zirshan's shoulder to hang by his side as he frowned into the other male's face, shaking his head once again. "Don't have... any money either s-so... mugging failed." A small giggle passed between his lips then, slender frame wriggling against the demon's before Zirshan suddenly leaned forward; much too close for comfort.

Lei tensed as he felt lips press just below his ear, shuddering slightly and turning his head away with a small groan. "H-Hey... I'm n-not... I'm not into guys... stop it..." He tried to lift his hands, but Zirshan stood too close for him to move them between their bodies, leaving him to squirm uncomfortably. He gritted his teeth with a faint whine as the icy-cold tongue snaked outwards to run over his smooth skin, struggling a little harder against the wall before the sickly sensation seemed to travel down across his jaw and too his neck. It was impossible, but a brief glance downward showed the thick tongue slithering over his slender throat and downwards to the top of his shirt, leaving a trail of black saliva clinging to pale skin.

"Nngh! Wh-What?" The panic began to set in and Lei's breath hitched as he heard the demon's voice echoing in his mind, eyes widening in horror. "N-No... piss off!" He shouted then, tensing as he felt the hand on his hip pull their bodies closer, one of his hands moving to grip Zirshan's wrist and try to tug it off. "I'm not gay, get off me!" He hoped that his voice would attract some attention; they weren't too far removed from the main street after all and he turned his head quickly, shouting out as loud as he could. "S-Someone! This guy won't... leave me alone!"

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Mortals were such fascinating creatures, so innocent, so young, so fresh. The taste of him was intoxicating, it made him want to bite into the soft flesh, spill his blood all over the alleyway and simply fuck his corpse as he satisfied his hunger with mouthful after delicious mouthful of his body. But he held himself back, it would be over far too soon, and he intended to keep this one for a while yet. Besides, taking the virginity of his tight little hole wouldn't be nearly as satisfying if he couldn't watch---and feel---his reactions.

He slowly pulled his tongue back into his mouth, pausing for a moment to lick his lips. He felt nothing but amusement at Lei's words, and attempts to get away. He didn't much care if the boy attracted attention, no one that would come would be able to do anything to help. It was unlikely, even, that anyone would respond to his pleas. These days people only looked out for themselves. Why would they put themselves at risk for someone they'd never met?

Zirshan looked down at his victim, considering, for a few moments before moving to take his hands; pinning both of them to the wall above Lei's head with one of his own. The other moved between their bodies, slipping up to the throat of Lei's shirt. A single claw pressed against the boy's skin. Almost delicately, it traced it's way down Lei's chest, slicing easily through the fabric and cutting through the top layer of pale, smooth skin. He couldn't resist leaning in, then, to taste the blood that had begun to well. The pain of the cut would feel like a pleasant tickle compared to the sensation caused by the demon's saliva touching the open nerves. It would burn, as if acid had been poured onto the wound, and the cut would close, though it was far from healing.

The demon gave a soft hum as he pulled away once more, grinning widely and once more exposing his sharp teeth.

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Even through his drunken stupor, Lei know beyond doubt that he was in a dangerous situation; there seemed to be no one around, and the few people that did pass made every effort to avoid looking at the two bodies pressed rather close together against a wall. Of course people would assume they wanted to be left alone, given their position, and the boy's shouts seemed to land on entirely deaf ears; he was rather helpless, something he wasn't used to feeling. "Nghh, piss off... stop it..." He repeated the demand to leave him alone, his body bucking and twisting against the stranger's seemingly iron-grip that was impossible to break. "I d-don't want to... do this...! Get off me!" His hands continued to press against Zirshan's shoulders, nails digging into the shoulders in an effort to loosen the hold on his body.

At least the tongue slid back into the smirking lips and Lei's eyes narrowed deeply at the much-too satisfied expression that came to his assaulter's face. He didn't like that expression and he gritted his teeth as the hand moved to grip his wrists and tug his arms high above his head to effectively pin his body to the wall, his slender frame arched forward in the somewhat stretched position. The movement left one of Zirshan's hands free to press between their bodies, the sharp nail piercing easily through the thin croptop worn tightly against Lei's chest, moving further to dig through the layer of pale skin beneath.

"Ahh...!" Lei cried out weakly as the line was dragged down over his chest and down his stomach, a crimson line being left in the nail's wake before the shirt hung open to expose the boy's slim chest. It stung painfully and he writhed against the wall, his hands clenching and unclenching in their pinned position before the tongue against snaked outward and down to the bottom of the cut. Lei screamed as the burning agony rippled from the thickened saliva, his body twisting desperately with sharp twitches as the pain echoed through him, tears building at his sapphire eyes.

"Nngh! Wh-What... are you!? F-Freak...! Get o-off me!" He shouted, finally lifted a leg somewhat awkwardly to kick forward at Zirshan's thigh in a final effort to free himself.

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Zirshan's eyes sparked with amusement and lust, the boy's struggling was obviously in vain. Even when he managed to kick, and his nails bit through the skin on Zirshan's shoulders, he only gave a moan of pleasure. He was more than a little masochistic, and he only wanted more. Black, thick blood began to run down from the cuts in his shoulder, as icy cold as the rest of him. He chuckled, placing his hand on Lei's chest, all five claws digging into skin, threatening a much more serious wound than that which preceded it.

"I'm your Master now, Lei." Lust and possessiveness were clear in his voice. "And you are going to be my toy, to do with as I pleas." The claws pulled out of Lei's skin, tracing down along, but not quite cutting into his skin. They stopped at Lei's waist, pausing for a moment before raking down to mid-thigh, his clothing, skin and even flesh offering no apparent resistance to those razor sharp talons. He inhaled sharply, almost hissing as the scent of Lei's blood filled the air. He watched as it began to run down Lei's thigh, staining white skin as gravity, and his own heart, pumped it out through the nearly inch deep wounds.

The only problem with this sight was that, if allowed to continue, Lei would likely bleed out in a matter of minutes. Zirshan released Lei's hands, ignoring any fight he may put up and crouching down, taking firm hold of the boy's hips. The other hand casually ripped away the remaining fabric, tearing at it when needed, then tossing it away. All the while, his tongue was working at the wounds, the taste of him making him salivate. It wasn't long before the wounds were closed, leaving painful, horrid scars.

He pulled back, examining them closely before his eyes were drawn to something else. The boy's cock, still flaccid, but he would change that. He would have Lei's body drying out for more. He grinned viciously, looking up to Lei's face as his tongue snaked out to wrap around the tip. His lips quickly followed suit, and with no hesitation or difficulty, he took the entire thing into his throat. His teeth came down, pressing against the sensitive flesh, threatening. It was obvious that if Zirshan bit down, Lei would lose the appendage completely. Of course, he intended nothing of the sort, but the little mortal would be utterly unaware of that fact, especially as his jaws began to tighten and teeth pressed painfully against skin. "Are you going to be a good boy, Lei?"

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The feeling of such icy blood trickle beneath his nails was more disturbing than empowering, and Lei swiftly released his tightly hold, shaking his head with a low groan of desperate denial. Maybe it was all a drunken illusion? Maybe he was still in the club with the nameless girl who threw herself at him? No. No amount of self-delusion could save him from the reality that currently pressed down upon him and he flinched back as the five clawed fingers rested firmly against his chest; just enough pressure to make Zirshan's point perfectly clear. If he struggled, he would get hurt. Things were simple if nothing else, but Lei had no desire to be so close to another man... or whatever the being in front of him was.

"Ngh... y-you... what...?" He heard the words and registered their meaning, but they made no sense. His Master, a toy. The boy shook his head weakly, bright blond hair clinging to the thin sheen of anxious sweat that had come to his features as he writhed against the wall, looking desperately out towards the main street. "You're o-out of your mind... I d-don't even know you..." His voice had grown slightly quieter however; no small degree of fear keeping him from simply shouting as he had done before as he felt the talons drift downwards to rest atop his slender hip. The sudden raking movement down the fleshy skin of his thighs came from nowhere, and Lei's eyes widened in agony as a scream tore from his throat, legs threatening to give way were it not for Zirshan's grip on his hips.

"Ahh! Haah, ahh...!" The boy cried out as he felt the blood run in copious amounts from the deep gashes in his thighs, his legs growing warm under the flow while he clutched to the all behind him for support to ensure he didn't simple fall to one side. He could hardly do much to fight then as the demon (what else could he be?) tore off what remained of the tight pans, leaving him fully naked in the cold alleyway. Apparently there was the sense not to let him simply bleed out, as the same burning saliva was dragged across the bleeding gashes, leading Lei to whimper uncontrollably as they were healed; flesh knitting together in a way that would never be the same. Perfection utterly spoiled.

He barely registered the hungry gaze drifting down to his softened cock, his eyes slightly hazed from the sudden blood loss he had suffered when he suddenly felt that thick tongue flick across the tip of his shaft and snake around the full length. His eyes widened with a helpless groan as Zirshan swallowed the whole shaft without a moment's hesitation, the warmth of the mouth causing an automatic reaction to twitch over Lei's cock even as the pointed teeth applied pressure to the base. "N-No...!" Lei pleaded sharply, feeling the pricks upon his most sensitive flesh; he had no doubt the demon would do it.

He nodded limply at the echoing question within his mind, a faint sob passing between his lips before he forced himself to speak, his tone distant and faded. "G-Good... I'll... b-be good... don't... don't..."


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It was only a week after Amber graduated from High School when she packed up a suitcase, stole $200 from her father's wallet and ran away from home. She never called, never wrote and did her very best to stay completely away from the man and his home. On the rare occasion she would think of trying to contact her drunkard of a mother but she knew that woman would never help her in a million years. She had struggled and done everything she could to make it in life and eventually she enrolled in college and found herself able to live it up on campus life. She had forged a lot of the paperwork on her college application hoping to keep her parents out of it and for months it seemed to all be working out in her favor.

What she did not know was when there was a little hiccup in her financial aid the office had tried to call her home only to discover she had given the wrong number. Believing it to be a mistake the diligent and kind woman at the financial aid office tracked down her father to explain the 'situation' as well as provide the man with his daughter's address to the off-campus apartment she had registered and was staying at with financial assistance with a couple other college girls. Yet with summer break looming in the wind the other girls had gone back home leaving Amber alone in the apartment and desperately needing cash to keep things afloat.

The tiny apartment had only one bedroom for the three girls that stayed there and though the sofa pulled out into a second bed they would usually just share the one queen together not minding the cramped quarters. If someone felt it was really necessary they could always settle up on the floor leaving the bedroom a mess of linens, pillows and one large blanket. A mountain of girly clothes in various states were strewn over chairs with panties hanging up in the bathroom after being hand-washed in the sink. The entire thing was very cluttered though relatively clean and absent of trash and other disgusting things it was just so difficult to manage the entire wardrobe of three teenage girls. Amber herself had the place to herself with the tiny kitchenette table covered with circled articles of part-time and seasonal work available as she searched for a job.

When a knock came at her door she thought nothing of it as she leapt up off her chair to cross the small apartment to answer it. She was not dressed for company in her tiny jogger shorts that clung to her lower body and a baby doll t-shirt that stretched across her breasts with a little pair of bumps upon her nipples outlining two tiny rings from the hidden piercings beneath. Her ears were also sporting a number of silver studs as she took full liberties in expressing her rebellion against society's 'view' of a young woman without going full bore for tattoos yet.

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How dare her, Amber dared to take two hundred dollars of his money and then run off, not even bothering to say good bye. He remembered when she first became of age, the age that she could start finding out about sex and start learning how to please men. He wanted to teach her how to be a woman, and who better to teach her then the father himself? His wife was certainly not giving him what he wanted anymore. She was no longer tight, and whenever he fucked her, there was a disgusting alcohol odor that came from her breath. She had certainly become too disgusting to fuck, but the daughter had always made sure she was clean, so why not enjoy her?

Anthony spent a whole year teaching her how to be a woman, despite the fact that she hated it and didn't want to. She begged him to not do it every time, and he didn't listen, he just punched her in the face and told her to shut up. When she left, he had done everything that he could to get her back, while also juggling his alcoholic wife and thinking about divorcing her. She was useless to him now.

He found out her address, she had decided to go to college and try to get away from him. He would give her points, he had never thought that she would go to college since he assumed she would just stay with one of her friends. But when he found out, the anger built up in his body and he couldn't wait to unleash it on her. He remembered that his son had reached the age of 18, and he brought the man with him to come visit his sister, not mentioning the fact that they were going to rape her. When she opened the door, his fist immediately went for her face, and he walked into the room, closing the door behind him when the son had followed. The son winced and Anthony, the father, smirked. "I found you." He would start off by saying, and he would lock the door to the bedroom. He told the son to then put towels around the bottom of the door, so that if she screamed, it would be muffled. The son did so, despite how much he didn't want to do this, and the father then moved over to Amber, punching her in the cheek again. He tore off her shirt, seeing the piercings that were on her breasts, and a smirk came across his face. "Interesting..."

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Amber's smile evaporated when she saw who was at her front door but that shock was only punctuated by the flight of his hand colliding with her face that sent her tumbling backwards as she backed up away from him she tripped over her own two feet to fall to the ground at his feet. Stumbling over herself as she crawled away from him to finally regain her feet but by the time she managed to find the far wall both he and her brother were inside her apartment. "D-daddy..." she whispered as she rose up to her knees only to receive another blow to the face.

Rising her hands up to her head she hid her face trying to do what she could to protect it even with the ache in her jaw, "Please Daddy not the face, please..." she begged him feeling as he gripped on to her shirt and tearing the poor material free her full breasts bounced free. The perky little tits were a lot nicer to look at than the veiny, sagging things that his wife had now yet her pretty pink nipples were pierced now with a pair of silver rings just like the piercings that ran up along her ears as though she had gone through a rebellion in her absence to defile the pretty 'perfect' body his seed had created in her mother's womb.

"Please Daddy, I'm sorry daddy," she began to whimper knowing better than to ask him why he was there or even demand he must leave. It wouldn't matter with the mood he was in for she had seen the sour side of his anger before. Already the memories came flooding back to her of all the nights he came into her bedroom demanding she learn her place as a girl---after all the only good girl was the one who knew how to please a man.

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Anthony raised an eyebrow at the girl, already noticing that her jaw was going to have a very dark bruise on it when he took a look at her chin. A smirk came across his face when she said that she was sorry, and he grabbed her by her hair to pull her to her feet. "You are going to be sorry." He said, before he threw her towards the nearby wall. He pulled the blinds over the bedroom window, so that no one would be able to see, and he started to look around the room for any mention of a time that her roommates would come back. He couldn't find any, but with the door locked, there was no way that anyone but the roommates were going to go in.

He grabbed onto her breasts, holding her still with his hips, and she was able to feel the throbbing cock in his pants, that was probably throbbing ever since he found out he was going to find his daughter. He pulled on the nipple rings a small amount, wanting to see her reaction, before he told the son to come over to him. The son, Michael did so, and he grabbed onto the girl's breasts as well, finding that if the dad was doing it, so could he. "Looks like you are going to have to pay for all of the money and trouble that you have done for me." He said, that smirk still on his face. "Get on your knees." He said as he pushed her down, and he undid his pants, revealing the cock that had taken her virginity, choked her many times, and knocked the wind out of her when he moved too hard. "You better start repaying me... I'm not a patient father..."

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Amber hid her pretty face as though it was all that mattered even though the ache in her jaw she knew she would be sporting a nasty bruise she was going to do her best to make sure he did not completely split her lip or make it impossible for her to see her friends until she was healed. So many times she had skipped school and made it impossible to have any sort of social life she dreaded going back to that now. Her voice let out a whimpering cry as he pulled her by her hair finding herself slowly stumbling to her feet as he grabbed upon her breasts and pressed against him. The full weight and warmth of him she knew he was hard already, throbbing against her body there was no doubt in her mind that daddy was going to be fucking her soon as though they never stopped.

His fingers pulling on the nipple ring she let out a sharp yelp, a whimper as her face flushed for the piercings had made her nipples even more sensitive and even the slightest tug was enough to make her entire body want to follow after it. Then as Michael came over her eyes darted to him, pleading with him not to join in and yet no one was immune to their father's demanding nature and Anthony was not the sort of man who ever accepted 'no' as an answer. Amber felt the heavy hand upon her shoulder as she again went down on her knees with her face turned toward her father watching as he pulled his thick cock from his pants. She swallowed hard, repulsed by what he was demanding she do yet she had the memory to know better than try and stop him.

Her mouth opening as she would lean forward, her pink lips sliding around the bulbous head of her father's throbbing meat letting him feel the tongue brushing against the underside of his head as she would suck him in a little further. Her sucking mouth pulling him into her lips as she lowered her head upon him yet she was still keenly aware that her brother was there too. It did not matter how often her father had shamed her in the darkness of her old bedroom, how many times he'd used her body and made her do unspeakable things somehow having her baby brother watching her do something so disgusting to their own father made her blush hard and feel even more shameful that she was not actually fighting back.

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Anthony groaned out in pleasure at the feeling of his daughter sucking upon the throbbing head of his cock, before taking the whole thing in her mouth. His hand moved onto the top of her head, and he smiled as he rubbed her hair, while the son's eyes widened. "Is she really like this?" He asked Anthony, and he nodded his head. "She loves pleasing us, just look at her. I just had to tell her what to do and she was already sucking on my cock within minutes." He said, and the son looked down at his daughter. His opinion on her was completely changing, and he then undid his pants, pulling his own hardened cock out. His cock seemed to be just as big as the father's, so he must have been gifted with the splendor of a large cock.

The son pressed his cock against Amber's cheek, expecting her to at least jerk him off with her hands, if not try and alternate between sucking his cock and the father's. Anthony smiled as his son pulled out his cock, and he pulled on Amber's hair a small amount, arching out of her mouth so that she could focus on the son. "Suck on us both." He said, as he balled his fist and placed it above her head. "You don't want another bruise do you?" He asked, before tugging on one of her nipple rings again. "So why did you get these rings?" He asked, his brown eyes staring into her own with curiosity. "Did you think you could be a rebel against me by getting them? Well you are going to be my bitch now... mine and your brother's bitch, and you are going to like it, understand?" He then hit the wall. "I expect an answer!"

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Amber felt the prod of her brother's cock as inside her heart sank, feeling the sorrow that her brother was joining in with her father and being caught up in the moment. Her father pulled her lips from his dick with a stream of spittle dangling between the tip of his dick and her lower lip that smeared against her chin before he began to tug on her nipple causing the girl to gasp and whimper at their feet. One hand rose up to wrap her slender fingers around her brother's dick, giving him a few soft caresses of her grasp as she would wrap her other hand around that of her father's. With a dick in both hands she would flinch at her father's threats, her mind wrapping around what she thought he would want to hear, "Yes Daddy, you were always right I'm just a useless cunt... only good for sucking and fucking... it didn't matter how far I ran I'll always just be a little slut for any cock that wants to get wet..."

Her eyes closing a moment to bite back the tears forming she turned her head to press her tongue against her baby brother's thick head, running the flat of her tongue across the tip to give him a taste of what his sister had to offer. Her mouth wrapping around him as she sucked him inside even as her hand began to stroke her father's cock to keep him occupied while she serviced his son and introduced him to a woman's services.

[Assistant] Anthony smirked at his daughter, as she sat there on her knees with two cocks in her hands. He let go of her hair, since she was doing what he wanted her to do, but as she bit back her tears and almost cried, there was a sadistic grin on his face. He remembered the money that she had taken from his wallet, and he balled up his fist and placed it onto her head, pushing his cock against her cheek. The son pulled his cock out of her mouth and the dad pushed it right back into hers, his brown eyes staring straight into her own. "Your brother can wait, your father is the one who is going to give you a black eye if you don't cooperate." He said. As she moved to suck on his cock some more, he looked over her body and noticed that all of the parts of her body that he loved when she was a teenager were only better now. He pushed on her head so that she would suck him into her throat and he held her there, not caring if she wasn't able to breathe. "So have you gotten rid of that gag reflex yet? Or am I going to have to train that out of you?" He asked, while he held her there. Oh wait, she couldn't respond.

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Amber's lips popping from her brother's cock with a trail of saliva dangling from her bottom lip her face was turned back to the angry purple monster pushing past her lips as her eyes would look up at her father. Her face flushed as she would feel him slide deeper over her tongue, pressing against the back of her throat she tried to fight against the urge to gag as he cut off her ability to breath with his throbbing flesh. She could not offer him words though what he would discover was that his precious daughter had become a little better at her job as a whore while she was away. She took him down her bulging throat even as her hand rose to continue to stroke her brother's member to keep him nice and hard.

As he held her there against his crotch however her chest began to burn, to ache for oxygen that even if she was willing at first the desperate need for air soon tightened her throat around him as she smacked at his hips. Amber's fingers slipping from her brother's girth to push at her father's hips yanking herself free as she began to cough and sputter.

[Assistant] Anthony moaned out in pleasure as his daughter sucked upon his cock. She was trying not to gag, he could tell, but soon enough when she had pushed his cock away from her lips, anger flashed across his eyes and he pushed her onto the ground, placing himself on her chest so that she wouldn't be able to move. "Go ahead and spread her legs, her pussy is yours for the taking." He said, and the brother moved over to her, spreading her legs and pushing his hard cock against her cunt. It took a little pushing, but he managed to shove himself inside of her in one thrust, and Michael moaned out as he felt her folds clenching around him. "Ahh she is so tight." He said, and the father smirked. "Of course she is, she is built for this type of stuff. You don't push me away from you unless I tell you to." He said, and he placed his fist next to her face, but didn't hit her. "Do you fucking understand me?" He asked, before he pushed himself back into her mouth, not caring that he was cutting off her air supply. He pushed his knees onto her wrists to prove his point, and waited for her face to be red before he pulled out of her throat.

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Fumbling backwards as he half shoved, half dragged her down to the ground and pinned her there her knees sliding up in the air as she stared up at her father. Feeling the knuckles against her face she winched, "Y-yes Daddy" Amber murmured at his threat.

She had not even expected the feel of the cock pushing past her dry lips as her brother forced his way into her. The warm, tight flesh enveloping his virgin cock Amber let out a cry of protest unable to believe that she was really taking in her baby brother like every other male that saw her as just another hole to be stuffed. Her open lips about to protest when her father stuffed her mouth full again.

Her head pulled in over his throbbing meat though her hands were pinched, pinned down unable to protect herself as she became a sleeve for her father's lust. Her red lips pressed around his throbbing member just like old times.

[Assistant] Her brother moaned out in pleasure as he felt her folds tightening around his cock, and he placed his hands onto her hips so that he had the leverage that he needed in order to continue fucking her body. He thrust against her body, feeling himself slide in and out of her, and he smirked, while his father started to thrust in and out of Amber's mouth, giving her moments to breathe before he would stick himself back into her mouth. "This is what you are built for." Anthony said to her, as he pushed his cock back into her throat, cutting off her air. "You are supposed to be at home with me, servicing me whenever you wish, and you had the audacity to leave. You are coming home with me, today."