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Brimea rolled her eyes as he hesitated at her 'verbage.' "If you wrote the the whole scenario down to the last detail, then there'd be no mystery, no enjoyment of the uncertainty. Boring." She ended flatly, then flashed a smile but, Yasir couldn't quite tell if it was of mischievous intent or genuine amusement. "Besides the precautionary measures are also there in case things go beyond their initial intent. So relax, and let yourself enjoy it." The smirk growing into a pointed smile.

The moment his hands left the paper Brimea snatched up the parchment before he could react. "Now, ready to begin my precious Jewel? I promise not to crack you... too much." She added just as she snapped her fingers and Yasir's field of vision went white then black into unconsciousness.

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Yasir sighed, she was right after all. Too much preparation threatened for predictability. Suspense was an important part of the plan. No matter the intent, that smile flushed him redder than he'd like to admit, shifting where he sat. "I trust you, Brimea." He told her, uncharacteristically earnest. Maybe he was being a bit over dramatic. This should be fun, not the signing of a last will and testament. Her threat and promise quirked an uneasy smile. Before he could form the quippy response on his tongue, everything faded.

_Fuck, I need to pee._ Was the first thought that Yasir consciously formed as he blinked his bleary eyes at the ceiling above. _Brimea's place? I don't remember coming over._ He realized, recognizing the gabled roof and rafters above her bed. His eyes flicked to the time piece on the wall. _Oh, shit. I'm late to open up shop._ He started awake, intent to sit up but held back by the leather straps on Brimea's bed. Had he fallen asleep while they were... He couldn't remember, perhaps, they were drinking. It wasn't that unusual for them to have a few drinks and have a bit of fun.

"Brimea?" Yasir called, urgent. It was an hour past opening. "Brimea!?"

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At first there was no response, but after a few moments Yasir watched as Brimea entered the room in one of her usual Craftsman aprons, her long black hair tied back revealing her elongated neck. "You aren't supposed to be awake yet." She said as she looked to the sunlight pouring in through the high window. "The sleep spell should have kept you down at least until close of business." She cocked her head curiously. "Perhaps it's the elven half of your heritage allowing you to resist it more easily. She should have realized that beforehand. Regardless.." She rambled off to herself as she approached his bound form, and placed a chill finger to his temple, sending him back to his slumber.

The next time Yasir awakened, he would no longer see the sun's light but the flicker of several magical torches illuminating the room. Still bound but notably with less pressure upon his bladder, though he didn't feel any wetness upon his legs. The room was once again barren of any other living thing at the moment.

[Assistant] "Brimea..." Yasir murmured as he faded, a bit confused. When he awoke, he took stock of what he remembered. Waking up at Brimea's hungover and bound, did she use a sleep spell? He tugged his wrists as a test to find the situation had changed, though mysteriously he longer had to pee. He didn't wish to think too hard about that. Why would she hold him like this? For someone who scolded him for flippant business practices, this certainly wouldn't be helping. "Brimea?" Yasir called, uncertain. To his dismay, blood was rushing elsewhere in steady flow. Unable to turn over or conceal it, he flushed red. In any other circumstance, it might have been welcome but he had answers to demand.

[User] Once again Yasir was forced to wait in several moments of silence before Brimea reappeared, though this time not in one of her workshop aprons; not really in much at all as the towel wrapped snuggly around her torso revealing no further layers beneath. She was dry off her glistening black locks and she entered and saw him awake upon the bed. "Keep it down, I'm here now aren't I?" She asked perturbed at his incessant calls.

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How could she be so flippant about this?! Yasir sat up in his elbows with the little slack he had. This wasn't their usual session or set up and he couldn't recall agreeing to... whatever this was.

"You cast sleep on me!" Yasir accused, indignant. "I missed a whole work day. My cat is probably starving. Let me out of this!" He demanded. It felt silly, given his situation but he attempted to remain serious despite his bound state and stock straight erection. He willed it to go down but that soldier stood resolute in his morning formation.

[User] "Technically 'I' didn't do anything, and relax your business is being taken care of." Brimea paused as she finished drying the ends of her hair and hanging the damp towel. "Arguably better than you normally do. Seeing as how it's actually making money and collecting on your long outstanding IOU's and charging customers a fair price for the work you put into your creations." She turned to face him, and looped her thumb into the top fold of the towel that encircled her frame. "The only thing you need to worry about..." She pulled the tuck free and the entire cloth fell to her cloven feet, revealing her supple breasts and bronzed nipples that starkly contrasted her nearly pastel pink skin. Her tail asymmetrically spiked on its tip pulled itself free of the crumpled towel and whipped playfully behind her. "...is me."

[Assistant] Yasir wasn't sure what she meant but he trusted her assurances, despite the suspect nature of their reasoning. He decided to try and relax. It wasn't as though this were an unfortunate circumstance. They had engaged in this sort of play before although never by surprise. Maybe it was just meant to be a pleasant surprise. "Alright," Yasir accepted his circumstance, preparing his next question when his breathe caught as the towel fell. No matter how many times she performed such teases, the reveal never lost its luster. "Oh..." The sound escaped his mouth. "I... can do that." He felt himself throb inadvertently and while he savored the show, urgency made him hope she didn't intend to prolong it.

[User] Brimea climbed her way onto the bed, hunched down on all fours like a stalking predator eyes roaming Yasir's body as his were certainly examining her own. Her supple breasts brushed and slid along the exposed skin of his leg. The thin hairs faintly tickling her nipples as she proceeded up him. She stopped short just before his erect member and shot her captive a sly smirk. "You know after such a long day in the workshop I feel as though I should be the one getting pleasant treatments." She stated as her fingertips caressed him, her nails occasionally giving more of a graze than would likely be desired. Her tail flicked behind her like a displacer beast cornering a lost traveler.

[Assistant] "Well, if you'd prefer I... um, could do the hard-work." Yasir's breathe caught as she moved over him. How was it she could do that so easily? Goose flesh rose along his thighs and arms and he stifled a shudder from the attention and the draft. Her warmth on his lower half made everything else feel chilled. Her hand around his cock however, was more than enough distraction. In truth, he loved her nails. That light discomfort only eliciting the involuntary arc of his back. His eyes however fixated on her tail's flitting and the sway of her pink cheeks.

[User] "Foolish elf, you know I prefer my toys tied down, and... properly secured." Her grip around his cock tightened and she began to slowly work up and down along the shaft. Her tongue nearly forked at it's tip lapped at the head, a thin drizzle of saliva cascading from it began to coat the rim of her grasping hand facilitating her movements into faster strokes. Her other hand reached down and cupped his balls and lightly massaged them as her fingernails again seemed to dig in and slightly tear at the skin at just the right moments.

[Assistant] It was hard to argue with Brimea's grip and insistence. Yasir settled for letting his head fall back against the sheets and bit back a groan as she had her way. His body responded in kind with flinches at the dig of her nails and a shudder as she hit just the right spot. "Brimea," He gasped. "I'm getting close..." Yasir announced, a little embarrassed at how early but it was hard to prevent given the intensity of the situation.

[User] Brimea worked his shaft faster and faster, her eyes bearing down into his, the fervent pumping quickly bringing Yasir to his promised crescendo,. As his back arched the farthest it had yet and his member began to convulse in time to his moans she quickly placed her free hand over the tip and allowed his seed to coat her soft palm and cascade down back over him. "Now that we've gotten that out of the way..." She brought up her index finger; off of which dripped a substantial globule of Yasir's own essence, up to her mouth and savored the dripping mass with a soft moan and a slight gyration of her hips upon the bed. "I believe I owe you a drink." She winked one of her shining ruby eyes at her toy, before scooting up and placing her legs on either side of his head. Her glistening lips quickly finding his parched ones. "Take a breath and drink deep." She commanded.

[Assistant] How could Yasir ever break from that fiery gaze? He watched until he couldn't help squeezing his eyes shut. He couldn't remember the last time he had climaxed so hard. The final throws convulsed into Brimea's hand and he laid there spent as she made he way up. He barely caught breath before she settled herself on top of him. It wasn't the drink he'd hoped for but he certainly couldn't and had no intention of refusing. His tongue traced opening of her labia and parted with practiced precision to search for her clit.

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Brimea's gyrations came in time with the slight intake of air that facilitated her moans. Even through the severe modify memory effect their contract had on him the half-elf obviously hadn't lost his natural skill with his tongue. With each flick against her clit she could feel the electrifying sensation of pleasure course through her whole body. Her nipples hardened into their erect stature, the flesh of her areola tightening and enhancing the cool breeze that filtered through the room.

The stark differences in temperature between her chest and inner thighs brought new waves of sensations that only heightened her pleasure and brought her that much closer to her own release. She ground harder into Yasir cutting off all means of inhaling for several moments before releasing just enough to allow his pointed nose to take in sharp pheromone thick breathes.

[Assistant] Yasir couldn't quite complain even if he wanted to. Catching whatever breath he could when she shifted left him dizzy as he reflexively strained against the binds. "Brimea." He gasped, hoping she would ease up. Questions still raced in his minds as moments of clarity surfaced and were smothered away. He couldn't much complain about the current situation but even still, he wanted to know just how long she intended to keep him here.

[User] Brimea's knuckles whitened as she gripped the headboard even harder; as she began to feel the waves of release bubble up within her body, she let out a series of audible moans. The pulses we're almost tangible on Yasir's lips as moisture trickled over his face. Brimea's grinding was finally slowing as she started to lean back almost rolling off of Yasir like a dead body. "You still know what you're doing." She gasped in languid breaths. "I might have to keep you here even longer."

[Assistant] After a few moments gasping and dazed, Yasir found the wherewithal to answer. "About that..." He took another breath and looked over at her. "Just how long do you intend to keep me here? And what did you mean by my affairs are taken care of---did you plan this?" He asked, simultaneously stressed and touched by the gesture. He had shared some of his fantasies with her but this seemed a bit much.

[User] "You keep asking silly questions and I will put a silence collar on you." Brimea replied back after catching her breath. "Just relax and enjoy your time here or I'll be sure to make it very unenjoyable." She turned her head to face him. "Starting with no pegging." She threatened evenly.

[Assistant] "Hey now," Yasir backpedaled. "I-I didn't mean to sound like I was complaining." Yasir assured her. "I needed a vacation." He said honestly, the memories of the month before fresh in his mind. He relaxed visibly. "I trust you. And this was really nice. I was just a little... surprised."


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Nathaniel continued to work as he opened his computer for just a few moments longer. "To be honest baby I'm not quite sure. Give me some time to think." He responded as he clicked away making sure to document his conversation with Diana so that if needed he would be able to recall everything said. After a bit longer he shut the laptop and rocked his head back running his fingers through his hair. He placed his head down on the desk and closed his eyes. Thoughts danced in his head until he heard the his of the water as it ran to the shower head and then as it hit the shower floor. Now the image of his naked wife dominated his thoughts. The image of her stripping out of her clothes and now his mind rested on he perfectly shaped bottom in a lace thong. He groaned as he felt his arousal begin to rise. He could feel his pajamas pants begin to bulge at the thought. He new he had been too caught up to show her the attention she deserved.

When she got out she got dressed and sat behind him. Now opening conversation to have Thai from his favorite place. Nathaniel nodded as he looked to her and nodded as she mentioned they hadn't had it in a while. "Okay I'm down, with that." He said as he stood up from his chair and took a seat beside her on the bed. He hung his head for a moment as he looked her up and down. He smiled feeling the heat in his body rise. "I know I haven't been the most proactive in our relationship honey. Just with this contract I..." he paused as he looked up to her. His finger brushed the damp hair from her face as he smiled from the idea he had.

"What do you say we order Thai, and head downstairs to watch one of the show you like. Anything you want to do we will do. How does that sound baby?" He finished as he placed a kiss on her soft lips. When the kiss broke he smiled. "Also I would be lying if I said those PJs weren't doing something for me." He said as his hand moved to the inner part of her thigh. He jumped to his feet taking his phone from the desk. "Now what is it you desire my love?" He asked as he began dialing the number for the Thai place.

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Violet's eyes fluttered as his fingers ran through her tresses. She loved the feeling and she craved that rare attention. She wanted to apologize for making him feel like he wasn't nurturing their relationship but she couldn't bring herself to do so. She wanted so much more than the habits they'd fallen into. She loved him enough to give him what he wanted though. No matter what. She wouldn't apologize though. She couldn't.

"I like that idea." She smiled at him feeling like her chest was not so tight and her heart was not so heavy. "That sounds perfect." She met his smile with her own shinning one. Once his hand touched her thigh she blinked and warmth spread over her skin. Goose flesh rose on her leg and she wanted to grab him and bring him back in to show him what that did to her. She bit her lip but she didn't grab him. It was outside of her place to do so. He was the one who initiated who set the parameters of their sex life. This was one of the reasons it was usually close to nonexistent. Bringing her thoughts back together she tried to answer him. "I-I I'll just have what you're having." She said pressing her legs together to try to quell the tingling sensation growing there.

It was her lack of sexual contact that was driving her wild. Normally she just did whatever he liked in the bedroom. It wasn't always as satisfying for her but she wouldn't try to over power her husband. That and she was still trying to figure out what she liked and what she didn't. Some of the things she'd come across that peeked her interest were just down right embarrassing. She would just stick to her erotic novels and hidden sex toys. Standing she excused herself to brush her hair as he ordered. She prayed to god that she calmed down in the time it took to untangle her tresses.

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Nathaniel was exuberant that she liked his idea and he was glad to see how aroused she had gotten when he did what he had. As she stepped into the bathroom to brush her hair he ordered the takeout and prepared cash to pay for it. He felt much better now that his mind was off of work and that he was spending time with his wife. He silenced his cell phone now and placed it inside of his desk drawer.

"Hey babe, I'm gonna head downstairs and get the living room ready." He informed her as he left the room to head for the stairs. He quickly trotted down then stepped into the kitchen. He rolled his head around and cracked his neck the release of pressure was quite pleasurable. He rested his head on the fridge door before opening it. His arousal had yet to subside as he thought about his darling wife. Her timidness sometimes made things a bit dull but she played along when he ignited things. He figured wine would loosen things up and get her to get outside of her shell a little. Nathaniel grabbed a bottle of a sweeter red wine that he was given on his first publish and brought it and two glasses to the coffee table.

The crimson color of the liquid danced on the glass as it was poured into the cup. The floral-like scent of the wine tickled his nose it was all so nice. It was quite refreshing. With another five or ten minutes he had finished his first glass and selected a streaming service to have her select what she'd like. To his surprise in just such short time the doorbell rang. The food was already there. He had paid for it and taken it into the living room. He was astonished, usually on a night like tonight they would take at least fifteen minutes to prepare and deliver even though being just down the road, but tonight it was like everything was falling into place beautifully. He placed the food on the table and threw the bag away. "Foods here!" He shouted to inform her. He now assumed his seat on the couch and waited for his wife after pouring another glass.

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Violet tried her best to just focus on the strokes of her brush. After a couple of minutes she was able to finally breathe. After another minute or two she made her way downstairs. After she pulled a sweater over her shoulders. As she was walking down she heard the door and smiled. He moved across the house to the door and she made her way to the living room. She plopped on the couch and happily took her full glass of wine. In the other hand she began to select something on the TV.

Violet was all cozy by the time he came back in with the bags of food. She smiled happily as he laid it out for her. She took her plastic container and started digging into her noodles. "Mmmm." She continued eating. She hadn't gotten lunch today as she was too embarrassed to leave her desk. She leaned into his shoulder and watched her gossip girl show. She knew he hated it but he'd said whatever she wanted so she took advantage.

"How's the book coming along? I know you've been working really hard. " she took her eyes off the TV to look up at him.

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Nathaniel watched as she took a seat beside him. He watched happily as she dug into her food after selecting her show. Gossip Girl, he sarcastically rolled his eyes and laughed as he followed in suit with her. He hadn't realized he missed Thai so much but truthfully he was thoroughly enjoying his food. Clearly she was enjoying them too which he was very content with as he watched her. She now donned a sweater which he knew she would come down with one , she was always cold. He picked up his wine glass beside her and took a drink enjoying the odd meld of flavors.

The two of them were nestled in closely to one another. And she now leaned onto his shoulder. He smiled, it was times like this that he learned to be truly thankful for the relationship he had been given. Nathaniel kissed the top of her head as they continued to eat. It wasn't often that they got their moments like this but he knew he had to have them more often. Her question caused a bit of distress in his posture to be expressed.

"It... I threw it in the trash. It's not what I want and the limitations with this contract are overwhelming. But to be honest honey I don't want to talk about work. It's kept me from you for far too long. Tonight is about you baby. I know you take my lead on things but I really want you to relax. Anything you want your in charge, the reigns are in your hand." He said as he took another bite of his food.


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Clarissa watched as her nephew came over and wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug. "Oh look at how big you have gotten, Cory. My sweet boy. Well not really a boy any more are you." She said wearing a tight hugging red dress.

She loved having her nephew come over, it was fun. "Come with me, I made cookies. So how is your girlfriend?" Clarissa was single by choice, men came with problems so she kept herself at home and accepted her singleness, having two cats to keep her company.

Plus people her age were never as fun. Now people Cory's age were the bomb, how she missed being young.

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"Oh, yeah, Maria," Cory said. "Unfortunately, that's over. We had a good 18 months or so, but she's in Seattle now and... we called it off. It was probably going to happen anyway, it always does at the end of college, but it's still a little sad." He pulled out his phone.

"Last time I saw her was right after Christmas break for one more visit. We kind of knew it was ending, I think. One final fling." He pulled up a photo of he and Maria, a cute Italian girl with curly hair. In this pic, they were taking a selfie outside a bar, she was wearing a silk choker and a low cut dress revealing her generous assets.

"Fare the well, Maria, you were cute, but it wasn't meant to be." He meant to close the picture app, but he accidentally swiped to the next photo... which was a photo of Maria in the same dress, but on her knees with a yoke restraint and a ball gag in her mouth.

"Oh... um... ooops, later that night... sorry," he said, quickly moving his phone away, but probably not soon enough. "Cookies? Did someone say cookies? Let me grab my bags and I'll be right in." He went back to the car, pocketing his phone and cursing his stupidity under his breath. It could be his stay with Aunt Clarissa would be very short.

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"I'm sorry to hear that, well I'm not a total buzz kill only COVID is but darling online dating is doing wonders, maybe you meet someone close by for when this blows over." She said as she helped him into the house. "I left your room the same it was when you used to visit so whatever you want me to change we can order some stuff, do curbside and that will work great."

When seeing the photo she smiled only wanting to acknowledge she was cool. "Think nothing of it, I'm the aunt that smokes weed remember, I'm cool." She said with a smile as she grabbed the cookies and handed him some. "So there is an in home gym and I have been working on that hot tub downstairs so I'm excited use what you like."

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Cory was glad she shrugged it off. "Too true," he said. "I'm thinking maybe a little home baked action is in order later too. Is the hot tub working yet? Or almost there? We could maybe 'indulge' with the bong while we're soaking later tonight."

He got to his room, setting his stuff down. Yep, it was a little young. For one thing, there was a twin bed... he just wasn't comfortable in that any more. For another... it just wasn't his style. He figured he would get to it soon. He met her in the kitchen and tasted a cookie. "Perfect as always, Aunt Clarissa. Just like you."

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With his mention of some weed and having an evening in the hot tub Clarissa smiled. "Yes that sounds brilliant, I want to maybe have a drink what do you feel like?" She asked with a smile before leaning over the island. Her red tight dress pressed her breast a bit out but she didn't think anything of it he was her nephew.

"Aww you're too sweet. Seriously Hun cooking is one of my favorite things I need to do something a gal is lonely at times. I used to do a lot of volunteering and such before COVID, this has been hard. I'm really too glad you're here."

[Assistant] Cory thought about it. "Hmm... either your famous Sangria... or an old-fashioned. I remember you being quite the family bartender and I've developed a bit of taste for bourbon. If you don't mind." He couldn't help notice how she was leaning over the counter and affording him an amazing view as she talked. It was not easy to not stare, but he did his best.

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Watching him, Clarissa smiled. "Sangria first and you can have an old fashioned later. I think the way the world is going we can drink anytime of the day without being judged by others." She said with a laugh before she went to the cupboards and grabbed her ingredients.

She walked around her body moving freely in the house. "I am thinking we order take out, hot tub and maybe chill and watch Netflix or something?" She said as she began to make the drink. "So you are done college, what's next?"

[Assistant] "Well, online courses through spring semester, so almost done." Cory said. Had his hot Aunt just suggested they Netflix and Chill? "I think that's a perfect suggestion," he said. "I like pretty much anything, but Thai and Chinese are my favorites." He watched her mixing, her curves hypnotizing him. "Now, in terms of after college, I'm not sure. I've got a couple of summer internships right here in KC actually. You might be seeing more of me."

[User] "Well then Thai is what i am going to get you. And you have been doing great, I am really proud of you." Clarissa said before kissing the top of his head and grabbed her cell phone and placed a call to the Thai restaurant hoping they were still open for delivery. She walked back over to him and handed him the drink and smiled. "Don't worry Auntie Clarissa is glad you are here and might I mention that you are welcome to stay all the time. I get lonesome here, it's nice to have you. Really." She motioned to the living room so they could turn the TV on. "They should be here with the food soon."

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One thing Cory had learned after getting more than a bit tipsy at one of the family parties was that Aunt Clarissa could mix her drinks a bit strong. So, Cory made a mental note to sip slowly at his Sangria... which wasn't easy because it was so good.

"Sweet, delicious and red" he said, having a drink. "Kinda like you, Aunt Clarissa." They moved to the living room and sipped at their sangria, the TV not on yet. "So... what should we watch? Sci-fi, a new series, romance?"

[User] "Cory, you are such a sweet lad. I am glad you like the drink." Clarissa said before taking a good long sip of hers. She wanted to be able to drink and enjoy herself, not always that she had him with her. "Not romance, you know how I feel about those, only if necessary with the plot. But I think maybe a comedy if you like, or some sci-fi, its all up to you. I am just here for the ride." She said watching him carefully trying to determine what was running through his head.

[Assistant] 'Ride' That word stuck in his head. Along for the ride. Images of her riding... _stop it_ "How about Schitt's Creek?" Cory said. "I watched it a while ago, but after it winning all these rewards, I'm thinking it's worth a revisit and catching up on the latest seasons. Have you seen it?"

[User] Clarissa looked at him and gave him a nod. "Of course we can watch that, no. I haven't seen that show, do you think its good?" She asked softly before standing up and going to the cupboard. She grabbed out Doritos and dip, things that they could have as junk food with their meal, she also brought the cookies and brought the blender with the rest of the sangria. "I thought snacks might help too."

[Assistant] "Oof, my weakness," Cory said. "Chips and dip. Wow. Are we even going to be able to eat the Thai food when it gets here. You spoil me." They flipped on the show as they snacked... and he watched as Clarissa put back three glasses of sangria for his one... and he was already feeling it. The Thai food arrived and they enjoyed the meal, though not eating too much of it after their snacks. Two episodes in and an hour later, he was definitely feeling the buzz, but was also satiated. "So... what do you think of the show? Funny right? Now, did I hear someone mention a hot tub and cannabis?"

[User] "I do not spoil you, if that gets to your mother she will understand all the other times as a kid. Say nothing." Clarissa said as she pretended to zip her lips shut. She watched the show with him and enjoyed two drinks of the sangria she was enjoying it a lot. "The show was good, gave me something to laugh about. I think that's a wonderful idea. You go downstairs and I will be down in a sec." She said with a playful wink. She then went upstairs and opened her drawer pulling out a joint and brought it downstairs with a lighter. She then took off her clothes and went into the hot tub, she was used to naked and Cory was probably used to her by now.

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Cory was in the hot tub in his suit and.... He was pretty certain his sexy Aunt Clarissa had just slipped into the hot tub, naked. He was pretty certain her phenomenal breasts were currently bobbing half in and half out of the water, her nipples disappearing above and below the surface. He was fairly certain he needed to stop staring.

He tried to play it cool. "Oh, so uh... no suits. Good plan, yeah. Saves on laundry and all that." He shrugged, trying to seem casual and reached under the surface to undo his suit and pull it off. He was thankful for the bubbles... hiding his usually large erection which felt like it had somehow just grown an extra inch in response to the vision before him.

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"You have seen it all anyway." Clarissa said smiling as she wanted to reach out and squish his cheeks but remembered how big he was which had her rethink her idea of her birthday suit. "Does it make you uncomfortable I can go change?" She asked as she leaned up to reach for her towel.

"I'm sorry sometimes I don't think things through. You aren't a little boy anymore, are you?" She said softly as she wanted to go and grab something not to upset him or cause problems for him. She and him were both adults which they needed to act like appropriate and civil humans.

[Assistant] "No, no, it's all good. And... yeah I'm not a boy any more, and let's be honest, Any boy, or man, would have no complaints about what I'm seeing right now. So... light up that joint and let's enjoy the heat, yeah?" Cory reached out and brushed her leg with his across the hot tub. "This'll be fun."

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Clarissa smiled as he seemed easy with her nudity. Grabbing the joint she lit it before taking a deep puff before handing it to him and slowly exhaling. "That's good shit, it's amazing when you get things that can make everything a little more with ease, you know?" She said smiling at him as she felt him touch her leg, not wanting to mention it.

Allowing the bubbles she sat back and felt the jet stream across her back and body. "I love this, good buy Clarissa." She said more talking to herself.

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Cory took a deep, long hit and.. it was good shit. Like, really strong and it combined with the alcohol in his system in unexpected ways. He went from lusting after Clarissa to needing Clarissa.

"Yep," he said, exhaling his second deep toke. Instead of handing it back to her, he drifted over to her, sliding beside her, their legs touching. "Here, have another hit." He held the joint up to her lips.

[User] Watching her nephew smoke, Clarissa smiled and waited for him to pass it back. "Give me that." But before she knew it he came close, their bodies practically touching and she took the joint in her mouth and breathed in deeply wanting as much as she could, to stop from thinking. "This is nice." She said softly and smiled, leaning back and enjoying the way it hit.

[Assistant] "Very nice," Cory said. He slid further back by her, keeping the joint in his hand and letting his arm fall over her shoulders, keeping the joint above the water. "Have you ever had sex in here?"

[User] Clarissa watched him as he kept it in his hand, being controlling of it she smiled seeing how comfy he was getting. "No, I haven't. But I don't do a lot of that, and you know that Cory." She rested letting everything hit her slowly enjoying how it felt, loving the way the water ran across her. "Oh, my does this not feel beautiful. So you miss your girl?"

[Assistant] "No, not so much," Cory said, moving the joint to her lips for another hit. "We got along okay... but it was really mostly physical. I miss the sex, for sure. I've been like... crazy backed up recently. So horny. If you don't date much.. do you , like, do anything else to relieve the pressure?"

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Clarissa looked at him as he spoke. "Oh my, that's not something you ask your aunt silly." She said running her hand through his hair for a moment. "Though I don't think that's an appropriate question to ask your aunt."

She smiled softly before playing with her hands along the stream jets. "I don't date, there is not point to it, so yes I do like to relieve the pressure. Have too. But listen kid, you will find someone. You are young and very sweet."

[Assistant] "Oh, Aunt Clarissa, if there's one thing I've learned over the past few years is I am not sweet. Not when it comes to sex. I'm quite the opposite." Since Cory was turned to him, he also stroked her hair and caressed her face. "Do you know what I mean... by not sweet?"

[User] "Hey, I have no idea what you do in the bedroom." Clarissa said smiling at him as he talked. As he ran his hands through her hair she could only smile and then laugh a little at the idea of her nephew caressing her face. She was already getting high it seemed and chuckled when he said it. "Darling, really, I am fine whatever you do. You do okay. I am cool. Look at me, smoking pot naked with my nephew in a hot tub. I don't think you'd say I am your average aunt."

[Assistant] Cory took her hand and guided it down to his cock. "I was thinking... we could do some of the things I do in the bedroom, together... and maybe in the hot tub, too." He set the joint on the side of the tub and moved his hand to caress her full, amazing breast.

[User] While moving her hand to his cock Clarissa gasped. "Cory. I knew I shouldn't have came in here like this." She exclaimed as she tried to pull away before feeling him touch her breasts. "Cory, you can't." She said as she smiled at the touch to her body. She hadn't been with someone in a long time but this was her nephew and with that she pulled back a bit moving her hand as fast as possible. "You need to behave yourself, I will get out and change, I am sorry." She said softly looking at him.

[Assistant] Cory slid across her straddling her on the underwater bench and pinned her there. "But Aunt Clarissa, I don't want to behave myself. I want to be naughty. Very bad, as a matter of fact." He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, then caressed her left breast even more forcefully. "Just think about it. Just us, here, all alone for the next few weeks... months even. Think how much fun we're going to have."


[User] Azriel nearly held his breath again as Vincent narrowed his eyes, scared that the man might count it as backtalk and get mad, though he was relieved and even almost smiled as his hair was released and smoothed. "Thank you." He was definitely surprised by the kiss, though less so than the first one, and readily submitted to it, kissing the man back like he figured he wanted. The monster's back arched a bit as he gripped the sheets, finally able to let out more moans as the kiss was broken before biting his bottom lip. "Mmn... fuck..." Azriel huffed, being driven crazy by the odd pleasure the man seemed to make him feel so effortlessly.

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Vincent enjoyed the kiss, especially when the monster actually kissed him back despite not having been specifically told to, he was going above and beyond to keep the hunter happy and he appreciated it. When the kiss broke Vincent loved the sounds of Azriel's moans, even when he bit his lips to try and muffle himself.

"It feels good doesn't it," he purred, shifting to lean on one arm so he could reach down and wrap one hand around Azriel's cock, stroking his cock slowly. "Do you like being filled up with my dick little monster~?" he moaned as he ran his thumb over the tip of Azriel's cock to give him more pleasure, encouraging him to answer honestly, at least hopefully.

[User] Azriel whimpered as his cock was grabbed, then huffed, overpleasured and exhausted. He couldn't deny that the man definitely knew how to make someone feel good, but he still didn't want to admit to liking it in the slightest. After all, he hated this man, so how in the world could he enjoy being fucked by him? Rather than touching and being touched, he wanted to punch him! But here he was, moaning and unable to refuse the hunter. As his breath shuddered from the thumb rubbing his tip, his good arm fell over his face, too embarrassed to want to see or be seen. "I... I don't know..." After another whiny moan, rolling his teary eyes back some, he decided to speak his mind, at least a little. "It's too much..."

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Well that wasn't really the answer that Vincent had wanted but he could accept, it was the first time the little monster was getting fucked and it was after a long day when he was tired and hurt. Of course it was to much, "You'll get used to it pet," he assured with a breathless chuckle. He decided to stop talking then and just focused on fucking Azriel and when he got closer to cumming he jacked the monster off faster to try and get him to cum as well.

He didn't ask if he could cum inside, he wanted to so when he was ready he buried his cock inside the little monster one more time and moaned deeply as he released his seed. It could have made him purr, the thought of his essence left inside Azriel, claiming him even more thoroughly. He pulled out with a sigh and lay down. "Good boy," he murmured, "How are your wounds?" At least he was nice enough to check that Azriel was okay.

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Azriel pouted. He didn't want to get used to it, and he certainly didn't want to be this bastard's pet. However, he supposed he should just be glad the answer hadn't made the man angry. With the man focusing on fucking, the monster only continued to moan. Eventually he was no longer able to hold himself back and, despite not wanting to, came, being overstimulated for a moment more before the man came as well, deep in his ass. Now the smaller man just wanted to curl up in a ball and die of shame.

Azriel laid limp for a moment, catching his breath, before thinking of his answer to the man's question. Well, at least he seemed caring, even if he was a fucked up asshole. The monster reached down with his good arm to feel his leg; it wasn't bleeding, so that much was good. "They hurt from moving so much but not too bad."

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"That's good, I'll get you another painkiller so you can sleep better," Vincent decided and stretched with a low groan before getting up and pulling his underwear back on. He headed to the kitchen to grab a glass and then to the washroom where he filled it from the tab, grabbed a bottle of pain killers and a cloth that he dampened.

"There you go," he said with a little smile once he came back. "You can use the cloth to clean the worst of the cum off yourself," he offered, putting those down so he could open the childproof bottle for Azriel. He shook a couple of the pills out and putting them down on the bedside table before he lay back down with a soft sigh, it was still pretty early for bed really but he was happy to bask in the after orgasm bliss for a bit and then maybe do some work.

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As Vincent left to get the painkillers, Azriel just lied there, thinking about everything that'd happened. Oh, how he wished he'd have taken his chances walking back to the village. Then again, he would've probably bled out halfway there, and it's not like he didn't enjoy seeing all human society had to offer. The monster sighed; well, there wasn't any use thinking about it now. On the bright side, at least he was getting to learn about cool things and live in relative comfort for a year. Even if he would have to put up with being some man's fucktoy, it seemed almost worth it. It's not like it didn't feel nice either, as embarrassed as he was to admit it; he just hated the guy's guts and missed his friends.

Now that he'd had time to think, he felt a bit better, and managed to give Vincent a smile as he was handed the rag. "Thanks..." Azriel quickly wipes the cum off his stomach, reaching back to wipe some from his ass as well, glad to be clean again. He curiously watched how the man opened the bottle before taking the pills, promptly lying down after swallowing them. After everything that'd happened, he was definitely ready for another nap, and soon dozed off.

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Vincent had a bit of a nap as well and then got up from bed, carefully so he wouldn't wake the monster up. First he made sure that all his guns were locked up in the safe so Azriel couldn't get his hands on any of them and then went down to his workshop. He had the snake skin to work with but he also had a bunch of antiques to refurbish for his store, currently it was full but he liked to have stuff ready in the back to replace anything he sold and he would be open tomorrow.

He put on some music to listen to as he worked, it would be soft through the rest of the house but if Azriel woke up and wanted to find the human it would be fairly easy to find him. Vincent wasn't particularly worried about what Azriel would do when he woke up, the only weapon he'd be able to find would be a knife and those didn't have particularly good reach, he couldn't leave and if he caused any havoc it would only get him hurt in the long run. The monster seemed smart enough that he'd think better of any of that nonsense.

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Azriel dreamt about a field of flowers, before chasing rabbits down an odd series of tunnels. He slept for about an hour with the nonsensical, though quite nice, dreams before waking up, drowsy from sleeping more than he was used to during the day. Slowly, he sat up and rubbed his eyes. After looking down at his leg for a moment, he braved himself for the pain he'd feel again, then stood off the bed.

After a sharp inhale, then a sigh, the curious monster began looking around. First and foremost, he went to the bathroom, wanting to wear his clothes again; they were his only feeling of home in the strange place, and, at the moment, he really needed that. He sat on the floor for a bit, tracing his hand over the decorative sashes, smiling as he recalled the meanings for them. It took a while, but he eventually tied the clothes on without moving his bad arm too much.

Once done, he eased himself off the floor before carefully walking downstairs. There, he saw the interesting TV again and considered watching it, though, remembering how Vincent hadn't seemed to pleased last time, he decided to wait until the man showed him how to use it. Wondering around, he soon found the shop and peeked in, though quickly lost interest and, seeing the windows didn't have drawn curtains, didn't want to risk being seen. Perhaps when he was healed he would have more desire to leave, but not now. It wasn't long before he found Vincent working with the skin, watching with a bit of morbid intrigue as he swayed to the music. "What're you making?"

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Vincent had set the skin to dry, he'd find something to do with it once it was cured enough to use without fear of it rotting. For now he was working on a table, sanding away the old varnish that was no longer clear or even, he would pen windows and turn on fans to varnish it anew later. He hummed along, being careful not to sand away any of the carved detail along with the unwanted bits.

He glanced up and smiled when Azriel came in, pleased that the monster had sought him out. "Hey there," he greeted, "Did you have a nice nap?" He gestured to an old soft chair which was waiting to have better material but on it, it looked worn but was still comfortable and clean. "Have a seat if you want to," he offered. "Oh, I'm redoing the lacquer on this table. People like to buy old things but right now you can't really see the nice wood and details in the carvings so I'm fixing it up," he explained cheerfully.


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She wouldn't see Darius in those two week just Jane every other day giving her four day old food. She never had any emotion on her face when giving her the food just her normal expression. Jane gave food every three days and the water every two just to make sure she didn't die but would be severely lacking in both by the time Darius would return. Jane could clean up after her but wouldn't clean her, not once.

On day fifteen He finally came back into the dungeon and walked up splashing her with ice cold water. He watched as she would be lurched awake and sat down in a chair in front of her. "So my dear Elena, are you ready to tell me more? I'll feed you a full meal and a good amount of water. What do you say my dear? Going to tell me what I want to hear?"

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The two weeks were long and rough for Elena. Within the first week she could feel the fatigue. By the end of the second she was always exhausted. Locked in a balance between thirst and hunger. If Darius was one thing then it wasn't a liar. The idea alone almost making her break. Though she still held a bit of spirit. The female's body drooping within the chains asleep when the male walked in.

Elena was shaken awake as the cold water touched her dry skin. Her lips were slightly chapped and she even looked a lot weaker than before. Her eyes opening to see him before they lowered to the ground. His words left in silence for a while before she finally spoke. Her voice a bit hoarse from a partially dry throat. "I was the princess..."

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Darius for once look taken aback by what he just heard. She kept a pretty big secret but he knew she had more. He would get it out of her queen or not she would tell him what he wants to know. He waked up and started to watch her body so she should be semi clean. When the food came he fed her and gave her water. He was careful not to let her think she had the upper hand.

He placed aside what she at and sat down I'm front of her. "I hope the food was to your liking, I don't cook that often. Now green Elena your turn. I kept my word what else do you want to tell me? I'm all ears." He smiled and then held her head up to look at him.

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Elena was surprised when the smell of food found her nose. It was then that she looked up. Her eyes settled upon the meal he had delivered upon as he fed her. Though she despised him feeding her, her hunger saw through it easily as she took each bite of her meal eagerly. Savoring the liquid as she was given water to drink. He had continued to keep his word. The act surprised her. She hadn't actually minded him washing her a bit either. She hadn't cleaned up in almost three weeks.

"I..." She went silent for a bit. The female was reluctant. He would most likely kill her for what her intentions had been. She was in no state to fight or kill anyone. She had been given no chance at escape in the slightest and was losing hope. Part of her wanted to keep fighting but she wasn't sure she could make it much longer. She was past bargaining with him. She wouldn't go that far. "I was going to avenge my father..." Her words were unsteady. Obviously reluctant.

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Darius looked at her as she answered and shook his head. She was guilty of wanting to kill for her own wants or needs. It was worse than he thought since she was out to kill him. He would have to break her completely and make her see him as her light. She would have to think that anything he did to her was what she deserved when she was in trouble. She would also have to learn that he could be her happiness, and what better way than through sex.

He placed a hand on her cheek and gave a sad sigh. "I'm sorry to hear your reasons for being here trying to kill someone. You know as well as anyone that even the crown doesn't control the assassin's guild. I will have to punish you for trying to kill for your own revenge." He slapped her repeatedly while telling her why she was getting slapped. Every once and a while he would pull on her nipples and spank her hard just to give her another sensation. "That's my good girl Elena, when you have learned your lesson ill give you an award. You do understand don't you?" He leaned in and gave her a small kiss to test her reactions before pulling away.

[Assistant] Elena wasn't surprised with his response to her words. Though when he spoke of punishment rather than death she was quite surprised. Her eyes lingering in his for a moment before a harsh slap shook it away. It was only followed with a small blurry of more before it turned to something else. An anger started to brew as he continued. Though nothing more than a few painful gasps actually escaped her. When he leaned in and kissed her the anger finally set in and she pulled away. Her eyes stared cold as ice and it was clear she wouldn't hesitate to lash out if he approach her again. As much as she could admit to a punishment she would not be a sexual plaything to this man.

[User] Darius shook his head in disappointment at her actions and he say down again in front of her. She had fight in her which would only make it that much more enjoyable for him to break her. "I had hoped you had learned your place but it seems you need more time to think on how you treat me." He started to speak something in the elvish language but a much older version of the language. When he finished speaking her body would go into a lustful heat that would make her want to sleep with whoever was around." Ill be back in about another two weeks I guess. Maybe earlier depending on how bored I get. For now ill sit here and relax."

[Assistant] Elena didn't care much for his disdain in her response. Watching him as he sat down once more. His words suggesting he was going to torture her some more. The lack of food already driving her weak. The meal had been the only full fresh one she had in a while. Though it seemed this time it would be different. Instead of getting up and leaving, Darius began to speak in a language she didn't understand. Suddenly her body began to heat up and she felt urges start to pile into her mind. Goosebumps even started to form on her skin as she glared down at him. Her anger the only keeping her mind straight and even that was by a thread. "Stop it! Turn it off!" She growled.

[User] She thought she could tell him what to do, that was adorable to him that she thought she had any power. Darius was going to enjoy this next part very much. He watched knowing the heat would only build and figured that she would be begging him to stop before he left for a while. "You have no voice as far as I care. Next time you want something you better learn how to ask properly." He leaned forward and blew on her neck to see how the spell was working.

[Assistant] Elena growled as he spoke. She was far from nothing. He couldn't do this. Though in reality he could and was. This was evident as he blew onto her neck. The soft wind pushing against her skin caused a soft gasped moan to escape from her. Silenced shortly after leaving. "Please turn it off." She spoke. Her tone showing she was now growing desperate. Even the small wind that flowed through the room in small unnoticeable gaps seemed to be affecting her a little bit. The chill in the air not helping her case in the slightest. "Please turn it off please!" Her arms fought against the chains and she found that it only made it worse. Her resistance only fueling the spell.

[User] Darius smiled as she slowly started to give in to his wants from her. But he wasn't about to let way to her get off that easy, no she would have to earn her way into being let go. He wanted her to go mad with lust so he could use it against her. He smiled as he stood up and started to stretch. "I see you learn fast how to listen to me my dear Elena. If you keep that up then you will be a good girl for me." He started to walk out and looked behind him "I will be back in oh maybe two days. Let me know how you feel after two days with that spell activated the whole time. Well ill be back eventually." He left again and Jane would bring her some food and some water as Darius.

[Assistant] Elena watched as he stood. Turning to walk out as if he was leaving her like this. Her body felt super sensitive and she felt the wind as the door opened. Sending shivers as well as another moan was allowed to escape. "N-No please! Don't! Turn it off! Please!" The female kept screaming after him but he was already gone. By the time Jane came in to feed her she was pulling hard at the chains restraining her trying to please herself. The feeling was pulling at her spirit. She didn't sleep that night or the night after. Fighting against the chains to try and get free. Though it soon faded as the chains started to slip cuts into her wrists. By the end of the second day she was crying out to the empty room for help.

[User] Darius came back and sat down in front of her though it was merely a magical double of him that sat right in front of her. His voice came home the duplicate and smiled for him. "Have you learned anything my dear Elena? Were these last two days helpful? I do hope you have learned. If you have you wouldn't mind opening your mouth and sucking my cock would you?" He pulled his cock out and it was much bigger than one would expect from someone his size. He stroked it a few times and it grew even larger right before her eyes. "What do you say my dear little girl Elena? Will you suck my cock?"

[Assistant] Elena watched him with pleading eyes. She had learned her lesson. She just wanted it to stop. As he spoke her eyes drifted down as his member was revealed to her. Her eyes didn't seem shy to stare in the slightest. As he started to stroke it she felt the urge pull at her. She wanted to give in. Avoiding any chance of losing her opportunity, she only opened her mouth for him. Resisting the urge no further as she invited him to come closer. Her legs trembled and she felt a mixture of feelings. The lust drove her the most.

[User] Darius smiled from the shadows and his duplicate disappeared as he walked in front of her. He kept the spell going and slipped his cock into her mouth. With out warning he immediately started to fuck her mouth. He bunched up some of her hair in his hands to give him better hold for fucking head and her mouth as he pleased. "That's a good girl, if you continue to work me like this and cum then ill lift the spell and heal your wounds." He loved the sound of her gagging on his cock or her soft moans giving him tendencies to swell in size. He could feel that she was giving in bit he was ready to trust her just yet.

[Assistant] Elena didn't think much on the spell as he started to forcefully fuck her mouth. As the member entered she gagged on his size. The heat in her only building as he took her hair in his hands and continued. She began to get used to his thrusts and the gags turned into soft moans as his member continued to move inside. Each thrust made the heat inside of her stronger. She felt his member begin to swell a bit and she wondered if he was close to climax. Her eyes closed as she found her head moving within rhythm to his hips. She was enjoying this. Why was she enjoying it?

[User] Darius listened as her reactions became less aggressive and more hungry for him. Her moans filled the room and his swelling size throbbing in her throat as he started to slap her ass repeatedly. She seemed to be understanding that she was no longer queen Elena but his fucktoy to use as he wants. He decided it was time to award her with his cum. "Alright my dear Elena get ready to drink all this up, and don't you dare spill any." He thrusted as far into her throat as he could and shot load after load of his cum the slowly pulled out to let the last few loads land inside her mouth. "Now what do you say to me my little whore?"

[Assistant] Elena seemed to have lost control of her reactions. The crazed feeling leaving her hungry for him. Even as he spoke and she felt his size swelling she continued eagerly. As his load shoot inside and his girth filled her throat she gagged a bit. Only when he retreated a bit did she finally start to lap away at the fun he had released. The heat within her still burning as he sought a response. A small grin seemed to fill her face as she spoke. "Thank you for my meal." The words in her brain seemed foreign but they came out naturally.

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Darius smiled at her words and the way she spoke them with a happy tone. She was partly his but not yet completely and he wanted her completely. He needed to see how she acted when the spell wasn't active so he let the spell go and the magical heat would fade out. Now he would see what she had learned.

He sat down putting his cock away and crossed his legs. "So my dear Elena, tell me what you want from me. I would love to hear what is going on in your head. Tell me everything and don't leave anything out." He looked at her ready to read her emotions as they spelled out and ready to put her back in that heated state if need be.

[Assistant] Elena felt the heat begin to disappear. The arousal that had filled her seeping into a small sense of shame and shyness as her mind calmed down. Her eyes avoided his but she didn't want that spell to return. She needed to listen. If she didn't then the spell was likely to come back. "I don't know..." She spoke softly and quietly. The silence drifting there for a moment. Her eyes lingering to the door behind him and the idea of freedom. Though her doubts were too heavy to even try to ask. She wanted away. To return back to the castle and just cry. Never had she felt worthless. She honestly didn't know what she wanted. Her dream of revenge had faded a bit. Hidden behind weeks of degradation and limited food and water. It was hard to even speak. She began to finish her sentence. "I don't know what I want anymore..."

[User] Her answer wasn't quite what Darius expected but he could easily work with it. He needed to give her purpose, she needed something to live for. So why not make pleasing him what she lived for, what she yearned to do? He could give her a sense of being fulfilled and he would have a loyal toy/assassin. "Well my dear slut, I have only three options for you. One you can die here and now for your greed and revenge at the cost of the kingdom. Two I make you watch as the kingdom you love changes before your very eyes because it's rightful ruler abandoned it. Or three you become mine in heart, body, and soul, I will train you to be a wonderful killer as well as my pet while you rule under the guidance of the guild of the people. Its your choice so choose wisely." He sat there with a serious expression on his face.

[Assistant] Elena heard his voice and listened. Her eyes not leaving the spot on the floor that they had occupied. It seemed he was giving her a choice in her fate. Maybe she did deserve death. Not only had she acted out of revenge but she had failed in her mission. Was there more to live for? She didn't want to remain a captive. If she lived then she desired freedom. His options gave no room for freedom however and it was easy to see. Darius had her and he knew it. The female remaining silent for quite some time. "I..." She paused. Taking another moment to make her decision before speaking again. "Option 3." She spoke quietly.

[User] Darius smiled as he watched her mind balance out her options and he waited for her answer. When she did finally answer it was exactly what he thought she would choose and what he hoped she would choose. He held her face gently and smiled to her warmly. "Are you willing to make a magical oath swearing that you will be mine to do with as I please? Or should I leave you for another two days filled with that lustful need?" He pulled out a small scroll and ink that looked like he had already prepared himself to take her as his. He had everything written up and detailed to suit his wants and needs. "What do you say my cum loving girl?"

[Assistant] Elena was embarrassed by what she had done. Doing something like that wasn't her. Though she felt empty. The female accepting the degrading talk from Darius easily. As he spoke of the spell she shook her head quickly. "Please no. I wish to be yours." She spoke softly. Her eyes lifting to look at him and the scroll. Looking at the parchment for a small moment before her eyes lowered once more. "W... what will be expected of me..." She questioned.


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"Good," Andrew agreed and got up from the mattress, pausing for a moment to watch Landon curl up before he leaned down to check the chains were secure and once he was he went upstairs. He let Juniper out of the basement and closed the door behind him, locking it and going to get ready for bed.

He slept well that night and the next morning he got up got ready for the day, showering and getting dressed before going down to make scrambled eggs, toast, and a fruit smoothie for breakfast. It was easy to make a bit extra but he ate first, the eggs would be a bit cool and the smoothie a bit melted by the time it got to Landon but at least it was real food.

Once he had eaten and fed his pets he headed down to the basement, blocking any of the animals from coming down with him this time. "Good morning, I brought you some breakfast," he said going to put the plate and the class down next to the mattress.

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As predicted Landon barely slept that night. He tossed and turned most of the night trying to keep comfortable. By time he fell asleep he wasted most of the night away. He was still fast asleep when the basement door finally opened. Hearing the door his body jumped and forced him awake. He lifted his head and rubbed his eyes. As he started to wake up he smelled the food. It made his stomach rumble. Landon was starting to sit up when Andrew leaned down to set down the plate and glass. "Thank you," he commented before bringing the plate to rest on his lap. He was surprisingly he was even getting a meal but he wasn't complaining.

Landon took a bite of the eggs first. They were cold but a hungry stomach doesn't care. He ate the toast with the eggs, periodically getting a drink from the melted smoothie. It was melting but he thought the taste was still good, although he much preferred a cold glass of milk, orange juice, or a hot coffee. Ah... coffee. That would probably be a luxury now. When he was done he sat the plate aside once more. Landon looked a little sheepish now, something clearly on his mind. When he finally spoke he sounded hesitant. "Can I um... use the bathroom?"

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Andrew ignored Landon as he ate, there was some cleaning still to do from his kill yesterday so he did that, cleaning the blood off of his tools and sharpened knives he'd used to cut that silly girl up into pieces. He needed to make sure there was no DNA evidence, of course like any serial killer he had his mementos but they were in the form of DVDs hat only ever passed through closed systems no one else would be able to access. They were kept in a safe in a side room to the basement where the TV he used to watch them was, That door was locked and so was the basement so no one would stumble on any of this.

He glanced up when he heard the click of the dishes being put down and put down the knife he'd been cleaning going to take the dishes, putting them on the the bottom of the steps so he wouldn't forget to bring them upstairs. He rolled his eyes and sighed at the question but he nodded and went over to unlock the cuffs around Landon's wrists. "There's one through there," he said pointing at the door. "It doesn't lock, come back out as soon as your done," he ordered softly, he would not put up with any dilly dallying.

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Landon felt relieved he was allowed to go. If he wasn't he'd have to hold it even longer. He rubbed his wrists after the cuffs fell off. "Oh... OK. I'll be quick." It would've do any good to provoke a killer. He got up off the mattress and hurried off towards the door Andrew said was the bathroom. The door swung open and closed behind him. When he turned he realized there was indeed no lock. He'd have to do his business and come out so Andrew didn't get suspicious of him. For now he wasn't up to anything. He really did just have to use the bathroom before his bladder burst.

Landon turned away to do his business. When he was done he stood in front of the sink to wash his hands. The sound of running water could be heard from outside, and soon it shut off. Landon dried his hands. When he opened the door he reluctantly walked back to the mattress to sit back down. He looked back up to Andrew. "OK I'm done." He expected the cuffs to be put back on so he held up his hands and waited.

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Andrew watched Landon closely as he went to the bathroom, making sure he didn't stray towards any of the shelves around the room that might have something he could use on them. He got up from where he was sitting and wandered closer, just so that when Landon came back out Andrew could walk with him back, making sure he didn't do anything stupid. Which he didn't, it seemed like he would have gone back on his own which made the killer smile a little.

"Well at least your well behaved enough," he commented approvingly. Rather then cuffing him again right away he grabbed one of Landon's wrists and used it to pull him closer, pushing his other hand up under the back of the other man's shirt so he could run it up over Landon's back. "Now we get started," he purred dangerously, clearly excited for whatever he planned to do to Landon today. "Starting with getting you out of these clothes since they'll just be in the way for now," he added, tugging up the back of Landon's shirt to tug it off and toss it aside.

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Instead of being cuffed again Andrew grabbed his wrist and forced him in closer. Landon recoiled with a frown on his face. "What are you doing?" He questioned but Andrew was already doing his own thing. Andrew's hand slipped beneath his shirt, his hand grazing over his back as it trailed up. Landon's back arched as it trying to avoid the touch. He doesn't want to "get started." Not if it involved taking his clothes off, which it seemed to be rapidly heading in that direction. His shirt was forced up and over his head. Finally he was left shirtless. Really, Landon doesn't have a bad figure. His body was smaller but lean. He wasn't a scrawny thing. He could really pull his weight if he decided to put up a fuss.

Which it seemed he might do. Landon tried to pull his wrist back out of Andrew's grip. "Do I really have to be naked?" He said he'd do anything but he didn't think this would be something Andrew wanted. It was leaving him regretting his words. "Isn't there something else I can do?" Landon chuckled nervously as he still tried to lean back and get away.

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Andrew looked Landon over with interest, he was a attractive man, Andrew hadn't really questioned if the other man was but this was really what he'd been worried about. Mostly he went for scrawny and small men and women who he could easily over power without much fuss, with some time he could always make Landon weaker but for now he could be a threat. It was because of that that he decided to at least go along with Landon's objections.

"Fine," he growled pushing Landon back against the mattress again. "Give me your hands," he ordered, that shouldn't be hard given that Landon had done that before. Once he was chained again Andrew would safely have the upper hand to take what he wanted from Landon no matter what he thought or said. Andrew reached up and grabbed the cuffs so he could close them back around Landon's wrists and then shorten the free part of the chain until Landon's hands were almost completely trapped.

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Andrew caught him by surprise but he managed to fall back on his elbows instead of flat on his back. Oh... maybe Andrew was really backing off? He did say he'd sometimes listen to objections. Perhaps he'd be given something else to do. Landon sat back up but held up his wrists this time. He held them still so the cuffs could be put back on. His eyes followed as the cuffs were cuffed around his wrists. They felt cold and a little heavy around his wrists. Once they were on his hands dropped down and rested on the mattress. So far he wasn't suspecting anything of Andrew. Not until the chain was being shortened.

He'd frown as the chain kept getting smaller. "Wait what are you doing?" Landon would question before panic set in. The chain got shorter and was forcing him to move so he could lean down. Soon enough his hands were left completely immobile. If he wasn't worried before he was now. His stomach twisted and he was looking at Andrew nervously. Now the anxiety and panic was starting to get him. He'd desperately tug at the chains but of course they didn't budge. "This- this isn't funny!" Was Andrew really intending to do something to him? In his fit of anxiety his fingertips started to tremble.

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Andrew looked down at Landon disdainfully, securing the chain with a lock once it was at the length he approved of. He ran his hands over the other man's chest, "What I'm doing is taking what I want," he murmured coldly. His hands reached Landon's shoulders and he grabbed the fair haired man's throat again, tilting his head up a little so he was forced to look in the killers eyes. "Have we already reached the limit of what you're willing to do? So much for being willing to do anything~" He sniggered before letting go of Landon's neck again.

He got up and went to his desk, picking up a knife and a small handheld blowtorch, bringing them back over to the bed. "Would you rather we use these?" He asked, sitting on the mattress and moving to straddle Landon's hips to keep him properly pinned down. "I could cut a nice little pattern into your skin and then burn it to stop the bleeding, leave you with some nice scars~ If you live long enough to heal," he trailed the knife along Landon's chest without cutting yet. "Or maybe brand you with my name, that would be fun for me."

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Landon winced as Andrew's hand wrapped around his throat. It was a familiar feeling and not one he liked. He was forced to look up, revealing the terrified look in his eyes. Andrew was just patronizing him now. When he said he meant anything he didn't think Andrew would desire such perverted acts. That was the last thing that had crossed his mind. Now he was paying for it. He swallowed after his throat was released. Suddenly Andrew got up and walked over to a desk. Landon lifted his head to see what Andrew was doing. Seeing what Andrew grabbed his eyes widened. His wrists pulled against the chains again in a futile effort to get away. The new additions only served to terrify him more.

Landon visibly stiffened, glancing between Andrew and the items. The other straddled him, in turn making him stay still. He watched the knife carefully trail over his chest. It was so close he felt afraid to even breath in fear of getting cut. "No, no! I don't prefer t-these!" He quickly denied in hopes Andrew wouldn't do anything to him. If he had to choose he'd rather have the first option. It would be traumatic but at least he won't have to go through immense pain. He felt like he was already starting to sweat as his heart raced. "Please don't," he begged after Andrew's idea of branding him. Begging probably won't work but he'll sure try.

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Andrew narrowed his eyes as Landon denied this too and shook his head. "You're pathetic, what did you think I'd ask for when you said you'd do anything? Being asked to cook for me or some shit like that? I can look after myself and I have my animals from companionship. What I want from you is your screams and a warm hole I can fuck and, frankly, it's stupid and naive that you didn't think of that when you promised 'anything'." He scoffed, opening a shallow cut over one of Landon's hip bones.

"Tell me what you thought you were promising," he demanded, shifting down to lick the cut, tasting the blood with a soft hum of pleasure, he liked it. He pushed Landon's legs apart so he could settle between them like it was no big deal.

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Landon winced when the knife cut his hip. The blood swelled and rolled down his skin. Luckily the cut wasn't deep but it did sting. He lifted his head to look down at the cut. His eyes widened as Andrew leaned down towards it, his tongue running and catching the blood. A disgusted look flashed over his face that not only was from Andrew licking him but also licking blood. Hearing Andrew's question he looked away. Well, what was he expecting? He was thinking but jumped as his legs were spread apart. "I---um..." he swallowed and looked away again.

"I... really didn't think you'd let me live. I also um... didn't think you'd be into guys so-" he hadn't anticipated Andrew immediately going after sex. "I would've done anything but sex... when I thought you were straight at least." Now he was finding out rather harshly Andrew wanted more than what he was willing to give. Nonetheless he has to comply if he wants his life.

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It was a good thing that Andrew didn't see the look on Landon's face or he would have been hurt much worse, the killer hated feeling like people were looking down on him. "Oh you're not safe yet," He told Landon with a smirk. "I let you live the night but you only last as long as you keep me happy, or until you give up and decide you'd rather die." He didn't even know what the silly man thought he would be doing if he wasn't willing to be fucked and wasn't willing to be hurt, perhaps he just thought Andrew was pathetic and lonely or...

"So, if I caught someone else and brought them home would you hurt them for me?" He asked tilting his head to the side. "Was that something you considered in your 'anything'? It won't get you out of this but that might be fun for me," he chuckled. He sat up on his heals and ran his hands down Landon's thighs absently, not really paying attention to how he was touching the other man.

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The question caught him off guard. Landon's lips pursed and his eyes looked elsewhere. He couldn't imagine hurting someone else intentionally. It... just never came to him as something he could enjoy. Even so when it came to his life he was being selfish. He wants to live... and that came with the price of doing anything. So, he has to open his legs for this demented man and... and maybe hurt people. "If it comes down to my life then... yes." He felt guilty even saying it. Landon can say this all he wants but would he really be able to physically do it? He wasn't quite sure.

His gut twisted as Andrew started to feel up his thighs. Andrew seemed to be doing it absentmindedly but Landon was hyper aware of every touch. He didn't want to be subjected to this, but does he have a choice? No. Landon bit the inside of his cheeks. Andrew his sitting on him too so he can't pull away from the touch. "J-just please- stop teasing and get this over with!" The anticipation was nerve wracking. If Andrew wants sex then he just wants it done and over quickly.


[User] "Yes, mine." Erik uttered slowly before he took her chin in her hand, pulling her closer to his body. Slipping his arms around her, one across her hips and the other across her shoulders, he kissed her. He was unhindered in his attempts, the ring pulling her tighter to his will and his desires. His kiss, despite soaked in lust, was slow, soft, like he was promising to take care of her, despite the mental takeover he was incorporating.

[Assistant] Aria felt Erik's arms wrap around her. Her skin burning from his touch as his lips were now on hers kissing her. She slipped her arms around him returning his kiss deeply yet slowly. The power in her mind mixing with her already attraction to him.

[User] Rubbing at her side, Erik felt a surge of power roll through his body. He needed to be with her, he needed to feel her body after knowing her for so long. "Aria... I've yearned for your body for so long. To feel your skin, your touch, I need it. Strip down to your under things, Princess." As he spoke "Princess" now, it sounded like a pet name, a name for his newfound pet: Aria, his "bitch" as Slyvia would have said.

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Aria looked up at him as he spoke. His words forming in her mind as she nodded and took a step back. She looked him in the eye as she slowly untied her dress. Her movements fluid as if she had practiced how she would undress for him. She shrugged the dress off and let it fall to a puddle of fabric at her feet. She took hold of her silk panties and slid them off before stepping out of them. She stood naked now, looking at her best friend. The magic inside of her have taken over her thoughts as she stepped closer to him again.

He wanted to fell her skin. She took his hand on hers and placed it on her bare breast.

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Groping at her bare breast, the air was cool by comparison to the heat rolling off her body. Slowly, Erik kissed Aria once again, this time with equal parts lust and passion. He cradled her lower hips, keeping her tight enough that she could feel his erection press through his trousers still.

"You have engorged me, Lady Aria. Release me from my clothes and lay with me..please." He asked please, even if he didn't need to. He could telepathically read that she was already activating by every word he spoke. Mind slave or not, he wanted to treat her fairly.

[Assistant] Aria kissed him back, matching the passion he was giving to her. She kept her hands on his chest as a soft moan escaped her lips. She moved her hips slighting so that she was rubbing him through his pants. She looked up at him as he spoke to her. She nodded before taking a step back. She began to undress him from top to bottom. As she pulled his pants down, she waiting for him to step out of them before tossing his clothes to the side. She looked up at him as she stayed on her knees waiting for her next command.

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As she removed his pants, Erik gave a little bump of his hips, letting his thick member bounce out to slap her cheek. He couldn't help but grin as he stared down at her, his confidence over the moon as he watched her kneel so close to his hard cock.

"Aria... pleasure me with your mouth. Suck me into your lips." He breathed to her, his heart rapid in his ribcage. Even though he was an animal for Lady Sylvia, he was just a young man exploring his avenues with Aria. Even with the power of control, he could distinguish childhood love for adult male lust.

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Aria nodded slowly. "Yes, Sir Erik" she looked at his cock again before taking it in her hand firmly. She leaned forward and slowly took his cock into her mouth just the tip at first. She began to suck on the tip of his cock moving her tongue around slowly.

As she continued she felt him get harder in her mouth. She began to suck on more of his length moving quicker this time before she moved him in a little more. As she sucked on his cock, one hand continued to stroke the shaft. The free hand playing with his balls gently as her mouth continued to work.

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Erik had never imagined such a beautiful sight as Aria sucking along his cock. Sure, he imagined it for years, even spilled some of his fluid imagining it. Yet watching her suck his tip, stroke his shaft, and fondle his balls, it was a lot. He was very expressive, groaning on as she continued to suck.

"Princess! Oh my lord, suck my cock! You love my cock! It's only hard for you!" He encouraged her as he reached down and threaded his hands into her hair tightly, guiding her along.

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Aria continued to stroke his shalt and play with his balls until she felt his hands in her hair. She then moved her hands to his legs bracing herself slightly. She listened to his words. Her mind clouding slightly as they moved around inside of her head. His command the only thing she could focus on as she began to suck on him more.

Her head moving easily with his hands. His cock moving in and out of her mouth quickly before she began to deep throat him. The tip of his cock brushing against the back of her throat for a moment before she pulled it out again. Taking a breath of air before taking his cock back in.

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Holding her head, he loved her soft thin fingers across his thighs. She felt so much more delicate than Slyvia. Sylvia was built for abuse, Aria was precision and lovemaking. But he knew she would be able to handle any amount of love Erik could inflict upon her.

After a few good rhythms of Aria deep-throating him, he pulled from her mouth, grabbed his head, stroked it slightly, then nodded to her. "Are you wet? Aria? Is your princess pussy wet from my cock?" He asked her, his breathing heavy. He stroked himself as he glanced down to her lap, wondering if he could see a gleam, or maybe see if she was still naturally hairy, he wondered if the princess could shave herself or if the maids did. How many maids had seen her pussy, he wondered

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Aria looked up at him and nodded. She stood up slowly and took his hand placing it between her legs. Her pushy very much wet for him. "I'm wet for you, Sir."

She took a few steps until she was standing in front of a bench. She bent over placing her hands on the bench, ass sticking out to him. She waited for her next command but until then she stood there. Legs spread. Pussy waiting for him to take her as he always wanted to.

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Feeling up and otherwise fondling her pussy folds, Erik leaned in to kiss her lip gently, just teasing her mouth. As she staged herself with her hips out, legs spread, and pussy Dripping, he just licked his fingers clean, then stepped up behind her.

"Keep your voice down. We don't want to get interrupted." He told her, his breathing slower once more, but his chest was still hot. Guiding his cock to her hot slit, he slowly licked it between her folds before piercing her slowly, gently giving her an inch every few seconds. He could feel her walls, crying to be filled, but also how soft and virginal they were.

[Assistant] Aria nodded as he told her to be quiet. she held onto the back of the bench tightly as she felt his hand on her hips, holding her in place. She bit her tongue softly as she felt the tip of his hard cock brushing against her. As she felt him slowly enter, she dropped her head, looking down at the bench as her walls expanded to allow him in. She held her breath as every inch went deeper and deeper into her. Her mind and body loving the feeling of him inside of her. "Does my pussy feel good around your cock?" She asked innocently? Her mind begging to know if she was pleasing him as he asked her to.

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"You feel fantastic, lady Aria. You were made for me and my cock!" Erik choked out, the pleasure more than enough to take his breath away for only a moment. As he settled into her depths, his hefty sack laid against her hot and little jewel, their bodies burning up with need for one another.

After giving her a few moments of needed adjustment, Erik began to pull and pump his hips, dragging his shaft through her clenching walls. Every few jabs he'd give her a low moan, a reminder for how good she felt to him.


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No sooner had Damien stepped forward, however, than Gilbert took a retaliatory swipe. His claws brushed across Tessriel's arm, making a long gash. "I won't say this again." He looked as if he really didn't want to make it hard for her. "Get out of the way and I might let you live. I admire your bravery, but you just can't win against me. Don't endanger your life, human. Get out of the way. I'm only interested in finishing off Barlowe."

On a sudden burst of inspiration, Damien held her hand in a vice grip. They could do it together. That was the whole point of the ancient ritual she'd evoked by allowing him to drink her blood. "Are you ready?" There was a determined glint in his eyes.

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As the Count's sharp claws raked across her skin, Tessriel yelped in pain, though the adrenaline rushing through her veins quickly turned the pain into pulsating anger. She growled lowly as her blood fell to the ground. She wasn't going to back down, especially not at the behest of Lord Gilbert. Her mouth opened to say something of that sort, a snarky retort on the tip of her tongue no doubt. Then, she felt Damien's strong grip in her hand.

Tessriel looked over at the vampire who had somehow stolen her heart. Notwithstanding the horrible gash on her arm, the bruises all over her body, and enough action to last a lifetime, the moment felt perfect. Surreal. Epic.

Despite not having a supernatural bone in her body, she knew that something special was happening. Her eyes met Damien's, and the glint in his gaze sent a tingle of pure anticipation down her spine. "Always." She breathed the word as if speaking directly to Damien's heart. She didn't even know what she was ready for, but she knew that she would do anything so long as he was by her side.

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For a split second, the Count looked quite taken aback at the sudden spark of understanding that'd sprung between them. A sense of power radiating from the duo that made him take a step back. In that moment he looked---if it were possible---almost frightened. Human.

He raced his fingers in a meaningful gesture, struggling to think of something. But the next moment, Damien had bolted forwards, clutching Tessriel's fingers in his hands. He collapsed onto the floor, flinging open an arm to parry the blow.

Damien hefted Lord Gilbert to his feet, thrusting him against the wall. "You're wrong," he snarled. "We all were. Humans are much more powerful than we give them credit for." Barlowe brandished a claw at the vampire's chest. Blood rushed out in torrents, splattering the ground. The Count grunted.

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Everything went by so quickly. Before Tessriel could figure out what was happening, the Count was bleeding out on the ground, evidently dying. How had they done that? It was as if he had been rendered mortal just by the act of being united with Damien.

In a matter of minutes, Lord Gilbert was nothing but ash. It was just like the other vampire deaths she had seen due to sunlight, only it had been caused by Damien's single swipe. Tessriel looked over at Damien in shock and disbelief. Her chest was heaving with all of the chaos.

Would they finally be safe now? What did this mean for the government? For Damien? Her mind was racing with questions, but her focus was torn away from that when a searing pain shot through her arm.

Tessriel cried out, looking down to fully see the damage Lord Gilbert had left behind. The gash traced the entire length of her arm from elbow to wrist. It was still bleeding heavily. With the adrenaline fading and the sight of her crimson blood falling rapidly to the ground, the pain grew worse and her head grew light. Then, in an instant, everything was black.

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It had worked. Damien gaped almost open-mouthed at the pile of ashes next to his feet. They'd achieved what the humans (even those before Tessriel's time, who'd been tortured when they were caught by the vampires) had been trying for millennia. The Count was gone. He felt almost weak-kneed with relief, and glanced at her to exchange a smile. And that's when she collapsed to the floor in one fell swoop.

"What the-" He gave her arm a once-over, cursing under his breath as he noticed the wound. It was quite unlikely that she was poisoned, though he couldn't rule the possibility out. "I've got to get her somewhere..." Or maybe that would be too late.

He paused for a moment. Perhaps the power that'd helped them destroy Lord Gilbert might also help her recover. He crouched down on the floor, tracing a soft line across her forehead. "Please don't be dead," he heard himself whispering. "Wake up, Tessriel!" He gave her a little shake.

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Tessriel's eyes fluttered. She could hear Damien's pleading voice, begging her to wake up. It sounded distant. She wanted to stay awake, to hold onto his voice, but the urge to close her eyes and let go of everything was powerful. She could feel darkness swirling around her, almost pulling her into its nothingness.

"Damien," her weak voice called out to him as she fought to remain conscious. Her arm was burning, but so was the love she had for the vampire who had saved her. "It's an all you can eat buffet," she joked in her typical sarcastic way as she forced a strained smile. The comment took a lot of energy though, and she could feel herself beginning to slip closer to the darkness. She was bleeding out. Fast.

Allowing herself a moment of surrender, she closed her eyes. The relief of nearly letting go was great. It was taking so much effort to fight it, and yet, it was worth it. As much as she wanted to surrender to relieve her pain, she couldn't surrender Damien. She forced her eyes open once more.

"Can... can you stop it?" she slurred, trying her best to push out the words. "Aren't vampires supposed to be like superheroes or something...?" Her voice was barely audible as her head grew increasingly light from the blood loss.

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"I don't know," Damien whispered softly. "I suppose I can try." The words probably sounded ridiculous, but he couldn't think of anything in the heat of the moment. He closed his eyes, however, and cudgeled his mind to think of a solution. There was a healing spell he'd never mastered (Barlowe was more skilled in warfare) but knew the gist of. Well, he supposed doing something was better than remaining idle.

Throwing caution to the winds, he slowly moved a hand over her hand, muttering a spell under his breath. There was a flash of blue light, and when he looked at Tessriel next, it had healed quite a bit. Well, almost.

He performed it a few more times, assuming that it should be enough for her to at least sit up straight. "Are you all right?" The vampire didn't want to continue in case his efforts proved counter-productive and hurt her.

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Tessriel's energy was rapidly depleting, not only due to the blood loss but also due to her exorbitant effort to speak. Then, after what felt like years but was probably only a few seconds, the flash of blue light replaced the swirling darkness. It was only for a moment, but she knew it was real. It was then accompanied with a wave of relief crashing over her. The searing pain in her arm subsided so quickly that it felt like she had been given a new arm. In reality, she was still significantly wounded and the pain had merely been dulled to more of a sting rather than a sear, but the difference was enormous in the moment.

She was about to thank Damien for whatever he had done when another flash of light appeared around them. With the bleeding stopped, Tessriel was able to keep her eyes focused on what was actually happening. She studied Damien as indistinct words escaped his lips and light seemed to erupt from his hands. Each time, the light was bright enough to prevent her from actually seeing her injury heal, but she felt it. A warmth spread through her arm and up into her body. A slight tingle made the hairs upon her body bristle. The darkness that surrounded her retreated.


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Meredith appreciated his response. It was nice that he didn't think her old. It was good since he was going to fuck her. "I don't have kids. So you know. So if I am a bucket list of some type of MILF I can't offer you much." She said after some time of him driving.

She knew the idea of sex in his seats not might be appreciated. He had a lovely and very expensive car. Which was stolen or he came from a very wealthy family. Which was good for him to enjoy such a car. Hearing him mention her legs she smiled. She nodded gently and was feeling a blush come to her cheeks. "Ha well I knew what I wanted so I shaved." She smirked teasing him a bit. She wasn't that hairy thankfully. But his lingering touch was making her moist between her legs. Craving a bit of sex and he could go rough.

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Jacob laughed, a smile on his face as he shook his head. "It's not a bucket list thing, trust me. I just genuinely want to fuck you." He found it odd that she'd mention kids though, she wasn't that old and it wasn't a thought in his mind. She truly was attractive and the type of woman he'd want to be with anyways.

When she didn't object to his touches, he couldn't help but grin a bit more as his fingers dipped down a bit to rub between her slit. "That's very considerate of you, trust me," his finger dipped lower to her opening to play with the bit of wetness that had begun to gather, "I'll treat you right." He said, pushing his middle finger inside as his thumb began to toy with her clit. "But wow, I can't believe you're already wet like this, dirty girl, aren't ya?" He kept his eyes on the road as he turned down another street. "Not that I might of course, just means more fun for later."

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Meredith noticed him and smiled. She hated that she even brought it up. She was awful. She found the warmth spread over her cheeks and covered her face. "I'm sorry. I am horrible. I shouldn't have brought that up. I just thought... maybe... I'm sorry. Forget I mentioned it." She said with a nervous laugh as she felt his touches continue. Slowly he went further north, touching her nether regions. The moist feeling only continued as he spread over her.

"I know you will treat me right. I like fun." She said, sighing slightly at the beautiful feeling coursing through her loins. "Jacob." She hissed as he continued to touch her clit. She was needy, she had drunk one or two drinks. She was wanting this, and everything else he could give her tonight.

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"Don't worry darling, it's totally fine, I'm not upset in any way." Jacob told her, reassuring her gently. Jacob could tell she seemed a tad insecure about her age, and truly, it didn't bother him at all. Him just getting to be with her tonight was more than enough for him.

As if to try and calm her more, his fingers continued to work their magic against her pussy, smirking as his name was hissed out under her breath. He pressed his index finger inside now, the lack of music in his car made it perfectly clear to his ears. "God, I can't wait to get you back home." He groaned, his own cock starting to react at the fun he was going to have with her.

His hand began to move even faster as he knew they were getting close to his apartment. "C'mon baby, open those legs for me a bit more." Jacob's voice was deep, his eyes flicking over to her, hoping she'd listen to his command as his thumb began to rub tight circles around her clit. "I don't mind you making a mess on my seats, in fact, I'd find it as a compliment."

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"Oh I am so glad. I have so many qualms and problems I just fear that I would be a nuisance and I wanted to make sure, since... well there is an obvious age difference between us." Meredith stated the facts to him noticing how his fingers continued to drive her little zone in a matter of heat. She looked at him claiming how excited he was. She felt him going faster and she spread her legs just as he ordered to her. The smile on her face was beaming with excitement at the thought.

She was being ordered, and told what to do. She looked at him as he mentioned making a mess on his seats. She laughed slightly but his work continued, her groans and moans continued as she bit her lip, hoping to silence the sounds. Staring at him she nodded and then found herself cumming, the orgasm was intense even from a few swirls of his finger, but the command of opening up added to her pleasure. She was wet and wanted more.

If he could do this with his fingers. What could he do with his tongue or his cock? Her mind stirring with ideas only prolonged her pleasure as she leaned her head back into the seat cushion.

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Jacob could tell she was suppressing the noises as she was pleasured and finally pushed past the breaking point as she came. Jacob didn't like that and he'd definitely not allow her to keep those noises in, they're too good and he wanted to be able to hear them.

Either way, he was glad she came so that she'd be more relaxed for later as he drove into his parking spot. As he parked, he looked between her legs and smirked at the wetness there. "God you're going to be fun." He muttered under his breath at the shine to his seat, his hand reaching back up to suck and lick at the wetness around his fingers. Groaning a bit, he unbuckled and leaned over to kiss her fully again as he held her by the back of the neck.

As he got out of the car and around to her side, he opened it and held out his hand, a wonderful grin on his face. "You ready to go, girl?"

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Meredith looked at him after she came. She was all red in the face her nerves hardcore through her. "I'm sorry. I bet you didn't plan on me cumming right now. I just... you're very good at that." She said with a smile.

Looking at him as he spoke of his fascination with her. Then he brought her closer, bringing her in for a kiss. Her lips roughly going with his. She moaned into it slightly surprised how good it felt.

"Jacob, I was ready at the bar when you grinded against my ass." She said with a small nervous laugh. She took his hand and went with him out of the car. Looking at his place it seemed unique and it had her wondering what he had planned for her. If it would be vanilla or kinky. She knew it would be vanilla. Most people were.

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"You don't need to apologize. I wanted you to cum, otherwise I wouldn't have worked you there." Jacob said, smiling as she took his hand in his. "I love to hear that though, that means we'll have some fun." He smirked, leading her into his studio apartment.

Entering it, Meredith would find it to be split story with a loft area, and then a back room under it. Otherwise, it was an open floor plan with a kitchen, living room, dining room, and bedroom in the upper area. But, there wouldn't be time to explore that.

Once they were through the door, he slammed it shut and pressed her against it, his clothed thigh resting between her legs as he grabbed her chin and slammed his hand near the side of her head. "Now, I plan on having fun with you tonight. And my definition of fun can be... unconventional for some people." There was a glint in his eyes as he looked down at her, an excited smile on his face. "Now, I'd like to hear a 'yes, sir' from you if you're willing to go further with me." Jacob detected a bit of 'otherness' in Meredith when he saw her and from the way she reacted. He wanted to see just how strong it was.