Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)
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				Title: <strong>Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 02:05:57</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=115087.msg5035572#msg5035572">Quote from: EvilEye on 08-08-2011, 00:04:20</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/111/6/f/Chains_by_EreshkigalBlackArt.jpg)<br><br>There was a reason why the Carving manor had been sealed shut. The people knew there was <em>something</em> evil in that house, but none of them knew what. The mansion was reopened for the only living Carving, a girl named Harper, who inherited the place, and found her luck turn for the worse, leaving her with no where else to go. When she first opened the door, she found the place to be dirty, musty and gross, but decided that, given no choice, she would simply stay and try to cleanse the years of dust, decay, and disrepair.<br><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Then, the lights went out. The now-invisible presence made sure the girl could hear it's footsteps, slowly closing in on her. Sure enough, the terrified mortal bolted for the nearest door -- the one leading to the basement -- and ran down the stairs as if her life was at stake. The creature in the shadows grinned as the girl did <em>exactly</em> what it wanted, and passed through the door after her, drifting through the wood as though it were liquid.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 02:25:31</strong>
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				Harper Carving hated the dark abut after her boyfriends had sold everything that was hers living her with only a few clothes and a mansion that she had inhearited and hid from him thinking it would be a nice for them to live together in once it was fixed up. She now had to live in the dark musty house with no way to pay for repairs.&nbsp; As she was working on the house she was forced to live in the lights went out and she heard the foot teps and bolted throught the open basement door and down the steps only to trip on the last step and endup in a heap in the floor only semi concious and she thought she could hear a voice say something or maybe even laughing at her before her world became black.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 02:37:24</strong>
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				From the shadows above her emerged a woman. She wore a gray pencil skirt, black heels and stockings, and a white, buttoned-down shirt. Her golden blonde hair was tied in a loose ponytail behind her head, some stray bangs framing her blue eyes. Her heels clicked on the floor as the fair-skinned woman strode over to the unconscious girl. She flexed the fingers on her right hand, the acrylic nails looking almost like claws in the near-darkness, suffused with a slight orange glow.<br><br>The nameless woman took a tight grip on a clump of Harper's sandy blonde hair and dragged her across the floor in the direction of the light, chuckling quietly. "You will be pleased, master," she said out loud, though the thing spoke to her through her thoughts.<br><br><em>Good, servant. I </em>hunger<em>,</em> it replied, and it's thunderous laughter echoed across the insides of her skull.
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 03:01:43</strong>
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				Harpers shorts and oversized tshirt did little to ad anything to her natrural beauty. When the woman had started dragging herHarper had started to wake because of the sudden pain, "Whats going on?" her musical voice asked as she tried to understand why such a pretty woman had decided to drag her across the floor. To any one farmiliar with the house they would be shocked by her almost clone like look of the daughter of the very first ownerof the house. "That hurts" she complianed and tried to pull away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 04:19:29</strong>
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				"Suck it up... it's going to get a lot worse in a minute," the woman said mockingly as the glow grew stronger. For a woman of her size and slender figure, she was enormously strong; Harper couldn't resist her even if she tried. The woman stepped up to a door that was fiercely outlined by that orange glow. "Here we are, child... it's time for the fun."<br><br>She opened the door, and the source of the bright light became apparent; the room was of plain stone, with a ceiling about fifteen feet from the ground. The room was bare, except for the glowing orange runes that covered the walls, floor, and ceiling. But she probably wouldn't notice all that just yet; rather, her attention would be directed to the massive creature sitting on an equally massive chair against the back wall of the room.<br><br>The thing stood a full ten feet tall, at least; probably closer to eleven or twelve, covered in bulky muscle. Folded against the red flesh of it's back were a pair of great, bat-like wings. It's mouth stretched into a wide grin between the ivory horns surrounding it's head as the door opened. Two metal plates rested on it's shoulders, decorated with a skull motif; chains crossed from each one to a similar medallion on it's chest. From the waist down, it's -- or rather <em>his</em>, as she could see -- vague similarities to a human ended. He possessed the legs of a goat, covered in bristly, dark hair, and the long, sickly green tail of a serpent.<br><br><em>Well well well...</em> a terrible voice echoed in Harper's head, <em>if it isn't another member of the Carving clan! You look so much like that wretch's daughter.</em><br><br>He stood to his full height as the woman dragged Harper the rest of the way in, tossing her forward and closing the door behind them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 04:46:25</strong>
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				The beast had addressed her, "I just want to live in peace....I'll find somewhere else... please I dont understand." she whimpered knowing all to well that the way that he was standing was that of someone out to do harm. "I-i-i dont know wh-wha my family did but please dont hurt me." shewhispered and begged while looking around the room trying to find away out.<br><br>(Soorry about length its hard to do long posts from my phone.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 05:00:12</strong>
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				((Don't worry about it, just do your best with the resources at hand.))<br><br>The demon took slow, deliberate steps towards her. <em>What did your family do!?</em> the booming voice in her head demanded, <em>YOUR ANCESTOR TRAPPED ME HERE!!</em> The glaring sneer on his face, his mouth fidgeting in rage, fit the mental roar perfectly. <em>I was Erythnul, Lord of the Third Circle! NOW!? I am no more than a prisoner!</em><br><br>A huge claw descended towards her, closing tightly around her head before lifting her several feet off the ground, putting her level with the fire of his eyes. <em>Soon, I will tear your soul from your body, and use it to sustain myself in this horrible prison. But first... oh how I will enjoy myself,</em> the demon's voice said cruelly as his lips spread in a smirk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 05:33:57</strong>
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				When he lefted Harper from the ground she wrapped her arms about his hand and used her upper body strangth so she wasnt dangaling fom her head. kicking out at him was her natural reaction to not being able to escape his grasp. "Then tell me how to let you go! I wouldnt even be here if I had a choice." oddly instead of being scard she had grown angry. "So what if you were lord whatever you obviously wernt strong enough to get out of this mess" she screamed at him beforefalling silent as his last statement finally asorbed into her brian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 05:46:43</strong>
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				Erythnul only grinned at her futile struggles, her kicks almost like playful pokes to his chest. <em>I would watch my words, mortal... in this room, I could crush your skull with hardly an effort,</em> that dreadful mental echo said in a soft, icy threat. The huge demon puckered his lips, then blew, a puff of fire travelling outward and enveloping the girl. The flames did little more to her than lick her skin with a heat that was just enough to be painful, but her clothes? They were reduced to ashes in a mere second. He held her there by the head, his lewd eyes making his intent all too clear as they swept up and down her body, her physical strength not even enough to phase him. He grinned sadistically. <em>Soon, girl...</em> that voice promised.<br><br>Still, he was intrigued. As the last member of the Carving bloodline, it was entirely possible that she could free him. Then again, it was entirely possible that killing her could have the same effect. The man who had bound him was smart; he had made certain Erythnul knew nothing of the enchantments. So, the demon decided to himself that she would live or die based upon how much he enjoyed raping her. Either way, it might bring him closer to his freedom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 06:20:06</strong>
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				Staying still she glared at him, Harper was smart but now that her fear had dissapated she was ballsy. "Watch my words? why soon enough Ou'll kill me and You cant do anything to hurt me and if you killed me you just got rid of your only way out because 95% of spell or enchantments an only be removed by blood and I have whoever trapped you heres blood." she said smugly, at that moment she as thanking that both her parents were wicked and demon worshipers so she had some knowlodge of how to deal with them. His aze though told her that he was going to hurt her as much as possiable before he allowed her to send him away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 06:35:28</strong>
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				<em>Oh really? Well, I have reason to believe that these runes are actually </em>powered<em> by your bloodline, which means killing you would probably free me,</em> the demon quite convincingly bluffed, wanting to put some fear back into her. Still, he walked back to his blackened seat and sat, locking his fingers together around her torso as he set her small frame down on his lap. Grinning, he forced her body through the motions of a lap dance, sliding her naked rear over his swelling manhood.... letting her get a good feel for the size of the thing he was going to force into her as it grew larger and larger.<br><br>The woman who had brought her in crawled over to Erythnul's seat, changing back to her natural form as she did. She had bluish skin, dark eyes, bat-like wings, and black horns on a voluptuous frame. Her long, dark hair finished the picture. The demoness, completely nude, curled herself around the left leg of the chair, waiting to be called upon by her master once again and smiling that she had been able to please him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 06:49:12</strong>
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				A spark of frieght entred Harpers eyes but she smoothred it quickly,"Are you willing to chance being locked down here forever because there isno one to brake the spell?" she asked before he forced her to give him a lap dance and she stiffened up in his hands and made a face when ever she touch his member. She obviously found the touch disgusting and part of her wanted to kick at it but makeing him angry wasnt going to help her chances of escape.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 06:55:47</strong>
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				<em>When it seems equally likely that killing you will free me? I'm risking it either way...</em> he taunted, his massive cock starting to perk up. He forced her legs apart with his pinkies, letting the rising shaft sit between her legs. He rubbed her lower body against it, licking his lips and grinning in sadistic glee. He loved it when they had a little fight and fearlessness in them... it made it all the more fun when they broke. His exceptionally long, snake-like tongue slithered out of his mouth, lapping against her face and prodding against her lips as if trying to force it's way into her mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 07:19:42</strong>
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				A gasp of anger left her lips at his taunt,"5% chance the other 95% says you stay here forever without my help" She hissed angry, she didnt like the feel of him between her legs and she tried to clamp them shut. Keeping her mouth shut she turned her face to the side to eep his tounge from entering her mouth.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 07:43:09</strong>
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				His cold laughter echoed in her mind, his pinky fingers preventing her vain attempts at closing her legs. His gleeful grin only seemed to stretch wider. <em>I'm tired of hearing you talk...</em> his telepathy said cruelly, <em>I want to hear you scream.</em> Erythnul's cock was fully erect now, the tip up against her breasts. He adjusted his grip so that he had one arm and one leg in each hand, pulling them out to the side and leaving her with almost no ability to resist him. His tongue snaked into her pussy none too gently, getting a taste of what he was about to ravage before he lowered her over his manhood, the much-too-large head pressing against the lips of her sex. It would not take much for the horrendously strong demon to force it in to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 08:04:47</strong>
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				When his tounge had snaked out and licked her she had tensed up so when he put her in the postion as though he would rape her she tried not to scream, the postion her was holding her in hurt and she wanted to yell at him for it but instead she kept her mouth shut not willing to give him pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 08:38:24</strong>
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				Erythnul loved this part, right when he penetrated them. The few humans who didn't completely lose their minds in fear when they saw him always broke when two feet of cock was forced into a hole much too small for it. And the stoicism this child was feigning would make it all the better when he heard that first, sweet scream. His tongue wrapped itself around one of her breasts, prodding at the nipple, as he started to pull her down.<br><br>The pace was agonizingly slow as the thick member pushed between her lips and started to force her walls wide, the shaft inevitably driven deeper by his slow but irresistible pulling. Her cervix only stopped him for a moment, before it too opened around his girth. He was about halfway in when the tip of his manhood hit the back of her womb. Then, to her absolute horror, he forced himself deeper, her pussy and womb stretching lengthwise to accomodate the massive cock as she felt it move further up her belly and towards her chest. Finally, Erythnul stopped, grinning with glee as her rear rested on the hair of his groin, a grotesque, phallic bulge stretching from her cunt all the way to her cleavage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 08:47:08</strong>
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				Harper hadnt screamed she had whimpered and let out a yelp or to but she didnt scream, there were tear running down her face and blood on her lip from where she had been biteing it there were also bloody crescents on her palms from squeezing her hands in to fists. Looking at him now there were equel measures of pain, angerand fear in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 09:01:00</strong>
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				<em>You're stubborn...</em> the maddening voice whispered in her head, <em>I'm impressed. But you'll break soon. They all break.</em> With his promise given, Erythnul's tongue lashed over her breasts again as he roughly dragged her back up, stopping about halfway before he pulled her down much more forcefully, her insides expanding all at once. He built this into a rhythm, up and down, up and down, while his tail started to slither around from his back to caress her buttocks. He stomped one hoof, and the room shook lightly in response as he snarled his pleasure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 05:12:58</strong>
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				By the second thrust Harper had screamed then started to see black, the pain was too much but she wouldnt let herself scream agin. Part of her wanted to give him what he wanted but the part that made hr a Carving wouldnt let her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 05:54:42</strong>
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				Erythnul paused and ground her hips against his lap with his cock fully in her, laughing maniacally. It was a foul sound, with a bloodthirsty quality. It proclaimed his victory. He pulled his tongue back, his fanged maw stretching into a grin.<br><br><em>What was that?</em> he asked mockingly, <em>was that beautiful noise the scream I wanted to hear?</em><br><br>He stood up, then turned around quickly, stooping as he threw her onto his seat. His hips started to thrust back and forth, driving the huge cock in and out of her deeper, harder. In his glee, he only wanted to stretch her holes wide, bring her more agony as she was raped. His serpentine tail probed at her asshole, then slid itself inside, wriggling it's way deep into her rectum.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 06:14:13</strong>
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				Grinding her teeth Harper kept herself from releaseing another scream untill his tail worked its way into her ass and a sarp squeaky yelp left her mouth as darkness started to push the ight from her veiw. Finally it went all black and she couldnt feel the pain anymore.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 06:26:18</strong>
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				<em>Oh, we can't have that...</em> his voice whispered cruelly as she lost consciousness. Erythnul paused again, balls deep in the human's sex, snarling in anger that she would <em>dare</em> fall unconscious while he was raping her. He reached into her mind, grabbing at her consciousness with his hot, dark will and attempting to jolt it awake... and never once had his attempts failed on the likes of a mortal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 06:46:50</strong>
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				Because of him dragging her to conciousness Harper woke up but it was obviouse that at any moment she could fall back into the dark peaceful relams of unconciousness. The pain was back and she whimpered but managed not to scream.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 07:23:29</strong>
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				The horrible power of his will latched on to her mind, holding her conscious. <em>We won't have any more of that... you will suffer </em>all<em> of this...</em> Erythnul promised, twisting his tail in her ass to make the point.<br><br>With his victim once again able to scream for him, Erythnul resumed pounding her, his long shaft coming almost all the way out before slamming back into her sex all at once with each thrust. The demon felt his balls tighten, and his shaft gently began to pulse against her stretched insides as he came near his climax.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 07:35:36</strong>
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				As he thrusted Harper had released yelps and whimpers but never a full blown scream until the pain had built up to much and she screamed as he started to pulse. It ws a blood curddling scream the echoed in the room but after releaseing the scream she once agian clamped her lips shut.
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				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>11-08-2011, 08:27:10</strong>
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				<em>Goooood... MORE!</em> the voice in her head demanded, as his fucking got harder and his tail went deeper. Still, he had no desire to keep this up forever. Erythnul thrusted in to her as far as he could, grinding against her to push his manhood that extra inch as he came, his shaft throbbing madly.<br><br>The first feeling would be heat; it was hotter than anything that came out of any human. It filled her hole to the brim in thick spurts, and soon began to leak out of her gaping hole, running down her thighs as well as his own. Finally, after what must have been a full minute, the throbbing stopped, and the demon pulled both tail and cock out of Harper at an agonizingly slow speed before he finally let go of her consciousness, letting her fall back into the blackness.
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				Post by: <strong>EvilEye</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 00:29:03</strong>
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				The blackness was welcome, it was a releif o pain and she was ableto pretend it was a horriable dream. There was nomonster and a crazy demon woman thing. She was simply Harper Carving nt some great something grandaughter of the man who trapped the thig here. No she was simply the 19 almost 20 who inheriated a horriable mansion which she will sell for money in the orning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 08:44:23</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">When she steps back into view, the pencil skirt outfit from before are gone. In its place is a single piece of cloth; a long dress, the colour of freshly spilled blood. It wraps itself around the woman like a flame: her legs, ample hips and narrow waist are swathed in it, but when it reaches the underswell of her soft, heavy breasts it begins to taper off, just barely coming up the flat plane of her sternum to cover the tips of them.<br><br>It cuts in a sharp V down her left leg, pooling against the floor, near-liquid. Her feet are bare, toenails lacquered in an identical shade to the dress, her hands as well, nails curved and dangerous looking.<br><br>Her left arm extends up, closing into a fist and she presses it against her chest, where her heart should be, in a gentle salute of respect.<br><br>She bowed, then, her head and neck, a tumble of now-dark brown locks sliding over creamy shoulders, and her voice was a shallow murmur of words, "Master, shall I take her to the Dungeons where she can heal and rest for ...later?" <br><br>She can barely help the smirk that twitches at her lips. If the girl thought that the nightmare was over, waking up shackled in the building's most horrifying room would be an unpleasant reality, to say the least.<br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 08:52:13</strong>
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				Erythnul pulled the exhausted, sleeping girl off his chair and dropped her none too gently to the floor. He took his seat, his still-mostly-hard shaft covered in a mixture of the mortal's juices and his own seed. He held his chin in one hand, pondering for a moment.<br><br><em>Yes...</em> he sent to his minion, <em>leave her naked, and bind her tightly against the ground, face down. Put a collar on her. I want her to know when she awakens that her freedom is not something that will happen.</em> Cold laughter echoed through her mind, and sound she had heard countless times. The ancient demon lord's mouth stretched into a sick grin as he watched his servant carry out the orders.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 09:59:34</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Catherine acknowledged her Master's command by bending down and lifting Harper's body into her arms. She didn't hold the girl with any more care than a spoiled child would a rag doll; her inhuman strength made it easy for her to toss her over a shoulder and walk.<br><br>The shapeshifter exited the room, walking down the hallway and down into the Dungeon. In the centre of the room were two sets of anchored shackles. The thick chains were buried in the cement, adjustable lengths, and it's there that Catherine placed the girl, face-down. She didn't drop her, not wanting to damage her, inadvertently, but the manner in which she shackled the girl was anything but gentle. She tightened the chains and positioned the girl in a spread-eagle pose.<br><br>She stood again, and moved to a nearby table, where an assortment of... tools, lay, wrapped in protective leathers. After a second or two of thought, she found a metal collar amongst many others of different materials and sizes. Her Master had differing tastes depending on his meal, and Catherine attempted to match each with different garnishes, to the best of her ability.<br><br>She returned to the girl and kneeling, collared her, making sure the O ring was visible for a quick leashing. <br><br>Returning from the Dungeon, Catherine's bare feet barely made a sound against the hardwood floors. Of course, she didn't <em>need</em> to make any sound for her Master to know she was approaching. He knew everything, always. Yet years of hunting left her with the ability to walk in most places with an imperceptible gait; she entered the room again, stopping in front of his Throne.<br><br>Her dark blue eyes drifted over his muscled form, then,&nbsp; mouth turning down at the sight of the mess that the girl had left in his lap. Head bowed, she moved forward to him. She placed her hands on his thighs, and lowering her head, dragged her tongue around the massive base of his sex. She lapped at the wetness that glistened off her Master's magnificent skin, eyelashes fluttering as she half closed her eyes, attempting to drag every droplet into her mouth, down her throat, into her body.<br><br>Her mind teemed with thoughts, but all fall into the same vein: <em>Master, let me please you. Master, I am yours to command. Master, I will clean you.</em></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 00:14:27</strong>
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				Erythnul smirked. This one had been just like the girl Harper, so many centuries ago. Perhaps a tad less stoic, but otherwise the same. And this is what had become of her. The demon put one enormous hand on the back of her head, pressing her against the hot, red flesh of his manhood, fully erect once again. The dark presence of his consciousness caressed hers, letting Catherine know her master's pleasure in no uncertain terms.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 02:20:06</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">It was true; Catherine had once been the chosen girl being dragged, being tortured, abused and raped in the Carving Family Mansion. But, all of those memories had been near-obliterated, leaving only the fact that He had been gracious enough allow her live and serve Him, instead of doing away with her like He had countless others. In that moment, He had made her special. <br><br>Decades and decades of being His, of having His seed flow into her body from <em>every</em> possible orifice had granted her certain abilities. Most notably, the ability to change her form as she needed. Not only was it convenient in suiting her Master's tastes, but a necessary talent in hunting his meals for Him.<br><br>&nbsp;If she had remained entirely human, in what was once her natural body (not Catherine could even remember what it looked like), she would have surely been persecuted and eventually caught for the 'crimes' she had been committing. And even the thought of being away from her Master, of failing His command, was a notion that churned the woman's innards, rendered them cold and hard.<br><br>Catherine did not fail. <br><br>Unless, of course, Master wanted her to.<br><br>The now-brunette slid her tongue up from the base of the demon's cock and traced the pattern of veins&nbsp; delicately, cleaning the residue of blood and come that Harper had left. She turned and angled her head to reach around the front, carefully dragging, mopping the burning hot flesh as she rose higher and higher.<br><br>Slowly, she brought both of her hands to wrap around the base of it, her awe and excitement at the tremendous size of it evident when she squeezed and lowered her head to the very tip. She closed her mouth over an inch of it and swirled her tongue from the outside of her lips to the slit at the top, tonguing it fervently. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 02:46:53</strong>
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				Erythnul's furious golden eyes stared down at the mortal worshiping his manhood. He found the differences between the two delicious. This one, with her current choice of dark hair and full curves, compared to Harper, with her sandy blonde and slender shape. Catherine's willingness to completely give in, compared to Harper's entertaining struggle against the pain. But in one way, they were not so different as they seemed. Catherine consented in a heartbeat, serving her master and reading his desires without a word, where Harper had to be held down and raped.<br><br>But, with the both of them, it was wickedly easy to assert his dominance.<br><br>The massive demon tightened his grip on her head ever so slightly, and then threw her off him to the floor. He followed her, kneeling, pushing her legs up and back, out of his way, grabbing her midsection and pulling her hips toward his groin. <em>Tell your master what you desire...</em> he whispered in her mind, that ever-present cruel grin stretching his mouth.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 03:12:53</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">When He threw her, she bounced neatly against the floor, but did not move herself without His leave. So when He followed her, His giant form blocking out any light above them, she felt a length of satisfaction uncoil itself in her belly and diffuse warmth into her muscles. <br><br>Catherine arched her back, breasts spilling up and out of the top of her dress, her nipples catching on the red fabric before being exposed to the cold air.<br><br>"Master, do what you will with this servant of yours," her voice was a breathy murmur, even as she stretched the length of her body out under his. "I live to serve You."<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 05:36:10</strong>
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				His laughter spread through her skull, amused in it's cold hate. Erythnul decided to create another contrast, grabbing the base of his huge member with one hand and angling it downwards, poking it against her tight, puckered asshole. Without any hesitation he rammed his length in, completely unconcerned with her pain or pleasure. Her rectum was forced wide as the big cock went deeper and deeper, stretching her insides, forcing&nbsp; her entire body to bend to his desires. Before long, his heavy testicles were resting against her firm buttocks, his length shoved all the way into her rear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 05:53:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">The scream that ripped from the base of her throat, that clawed its way out of her mouth and burst from her wide open mouth was not (entirely) a show. <br><br>Her shapeshifting, while easy enough to control now in the later years of her servitude, was not instantaneous. So when her Master adjusted the tip of his cock against her, Catherine only had a moment to widen her eyes before being impaled on the thick length. She only had a moment before her Master blew apart her pain threshold, before a virtual fire erupted in her body, drowning her senses.<br><br>She screamed. Loud and hard, enough to strain her vocal chords, the taste of blood fresh on her tongue when she closed her mouth. She bucked under Him, only adding to the pain that radiated from between her thighs, a pain that grew with every passing moment. It was too much. It was unbearable. It was... perfect.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 06:07:39</strong>
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				Erythnul's laugh echoed yet again across the inside of her head. He loved her honesty; that purest expression of pain, neither falsified nor suppressed, forced from the deepest part of her being. The part of her that was an animal. The part of her that his kind craved to expose. Love, in fact, was not strong enough a word; he <em>relished</em> it, as one would a fine delicacy.<br><br>Still refusing her any time to adjust her body, he ripped his length most of the way out and then slammed it back in, impaling her again, and then again, and then again as he chose his rhythm, holding her tightly and pulling her into each of his thrusts, his balls slapping against her rump over and over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 06:19:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">When he started to thrust, Catherine began to whimper, the pain multiplying exponentially over a few brief seconds. Unbidden tears erupted in the corners of her eyes and spilled over her temples as the fire inside her grew hotter and brighter. Her makeup was ruined, as was her hair, but it didn't matter.<br><br>His cock, like everything else about Him, was enormous. Too much for any human to bear and ever possibly enjoy. Thankfully, though, Catherine was no longer merely human. A moan, ragged and drawn out, left her lips and she clenched her hands into tightly balled fists, nails gouging out flesh in the soft center of her palms.<br><br>Catherine's eyes rolled back in her head at the feel of His balls slapping her ass, a bloodied moan dripping out of her mouth, and she clenched around Him, the once-puckered rosebud that had been her asshole was now close to tearing as it accommodated the incredibly thick width of His dick.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 06:49:17</strong>
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				Erythnul had fucked many a woman over the eons, and had raped a great deal more. But never once had he moaned, groaned, gasped, or otherwise expressed his pleasure without words. He refused his victims any satisfaction they might get from it. But Catherine, once she had been broken, was one of the only women who had ever been able to make that a challenge. Her rear hole was amazingly tight around his much-too-large shaft, and she made it tighter still as he slammed into her again and again. He grabbed her by the hair, forcing her head up as his tongue snaked into her mouth, coiling around hers, tasting her screams of agony. His fucking only got harder and faster.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 07:02:13</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Easily, she surrendered her tongue to His, arching her back and neck, her spine convex against the line of the ground underneath her. She panted, greedily sucking in air, as her tears continued to flow, mascara flowing in dark streaks over her unmarred skin. <br><br>Her body trembled, protesting angrily against the violent acts being committed upon it, but Catherine did not listen. She rolled her hips up and towards the enormous dick that pinned her to the ground; her sex was dripping by now, her slit swollen and eager to share in the misery her asshole was in. She clenched at air, winding her muscles tighter and tighter around the hard length desecrating her body. <br><br>Catherine unballed her fists, and slammed her bloodied hands onto the ground, smearing crimson across the cold floor. She screamed again, nails digging grooves into the hardwood, and her body convulsed, a clear indication of how hard she was spiraling out of control.<br><br></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 07:24:20</strong>
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				<em>Yes, slut...</em> his voice said, clawing at her mind, <em>tremble, scream, pant... show your master how much you love it when he ravages you.</em> His tongue slid down her throat, choking off her air supply along with her ability to speak, and all the while his pounding only got more brutal. After a few seconds, his tongue pulled back out, linked to hers by a long line of saliva, before it dove, quick as a striking snake, into her dripping, begging sex.<br><br>It penetrated, squirmed, and lashed all at once. Erythnul's scrotum began to tighten yet again as he felt the beginnings of another climax creep into his member.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 03:52:17</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">The lack of air supply only added to Catherine's arousal, her eyes rolled back in her head, lashes fluttering. Her mind replied to His, a maelstrom of thoughts and feelings that she could have never put into words, but she opened the wordless barrage to Him. <em>Yes, Master, yes. It hurts, please... Stop hurting me. Make it stop. </em> She rolled her head from side to side and when his tongue slid out of her throat, she sucked in a deep breath of air.<br><br>...that she almost immediately loosed again. When the snake-like length entered the wet, hot hole of her cunt, it took only a few thrusts to send her spiraling. Her scream was as ragged as her orgasm violent: her back arched to an impossible angle, cartilage crunching. She clenched her muscles around His dick like a fist, squeezing as if she would never let go, and screamed again. </span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Rhaegar14</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 14:20:57</strong>
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				Erythnul flashed that cruel grin as his toy bucked her way through her orgasm, her pain only increasing his pleasure. After a few more hard thrusts into her ever-tightening rear hole, he roughly ripped his manhood out of her, tearing away the precious shaft as he grabbed her by the hair and the head, ripping her upwards as he made her lips open around his cock with a brutal ramming of his length, shoving a foot of the thing down her throat and forcing it wide open without so much as a warning. The demon didn't even pause before he was fucking her mouth, his length pounding in and out of her throat as he felt the pressure of his own orgasm begin to build.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Nightmare Manor (Rhaegar14, EvilEye, winterfell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>winterfell</strong> on <strong>15-08-2011, 23:32:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: courier;" class="bbc_font">Catherine's mouth was suddenly full, too full, and she closed her eyes, tightly, the pain sudden and sharp. <br><br>After so many years, her gag reflex had been reduced to something to be proud of, but impossibly, almost cruelly, still existent. Thus, when her Master's cock was violently shoved into her mouth, Catherine did not have any time to adjust. She choked, lips stretched tightly over the width of His dick, and attempted to readjust herself--quickly.<br><br>Panicked, she relaxed the muscles of her throat and breathed through her nose, saliva (and, undoubtedly, other fluids) seeping from the corners of her mouth as she moaned, again and again.</span>
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