A family affair
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				Title: <strong>A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 05:12:22</strong>
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				<span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">East Chicago</span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">June 1920</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor Mihlovic lets himself out of a side door that leads into an unlit alley.&nbsp; He looks up at the moon which is rapidly disappearing behind some dark clouds so that what little light there was in the alley is now gone.&nbsp; There was a slight breeze that swirls around some of the litter by a nearby trash can.&nbsp; He stops a moment and takes in the night summer air and listens.&nbsp; Fifty feet ahead of him was Rheingold avenue and there the path to where the family would be gathering.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">The Latvian Social club was only five blocks away from here.&nbsp; Viktor walks purposely out to the sidewalk, glancing around briefly before he turns left and walks briskly north to Van Buren but there was something in the back of his head that was began to gnaw at him.&nbsp; Up ahead are car lights moving slowly in his direction… much too slowly for his comfort.&nbsp; If they were bad people and on the prowl, and he suddenly moved to quickly they would know they had their prey but Viktor didn’t intend to be an easy target.&nbsp; He walks purposefully towards the oncoming lights.&nbsp; Another car moves past him going in the opposite direction.&nbsp; Viktor can see the driver in the oncoming headlights but it was a face he didn’t recognize.&nbsp; Just ahead of him is a small side street.&nbsp; He slows down as the black sedan draws closer then when it is too late for the black sedan to make the turn Victor ducks down the side street as the car rumbles on by.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor doesn’t stop to look back instead he crosses the street taking another alley that brings him out on 7<sup>th</sup> Street.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Capone’s people were watching them now since the last hit went down so one had to be careful.&nbsp; Mr. Capone wasn’t playing by his own rules anymore it seemed.&nbsp; Ironic since the Crime Bosses had all just agreed to the boundaries and the kinds of businesses they agreed to conduct.&nbsp; Viktor’s role was to make sure the rest of the family stayed in line and followed Nicholas’ orders after all Nicholas led this clan.&nbsp; It was small organization but it was tight.&nbsp; This was Nicholas’ vision his blood.&nbsp; He had personally recruited Viktor when they were still in Latvia.&nbsp; It was Nicholas who booked passage for the two of them to America when the war had destroyed their villages their past and their future.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">It was time to start again and now America seemed the place.&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">That was five years ago...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">7th Street wasn’t normally part of Viktor’s route although he had several.&nbsp; Maybe it was the streetlights, there were more of them than Viktor cared for since he didn’t like them.&nbsp; He walks towards the upcoming intersection.&nbsp; Ahead of him, he notices a lone figure hunched over a box under the street light.&nbsp; Odd but he was getting a premonition about this??&nbsp; His thoughts are quickly interrupted when he hears a slow moving vehicle somewhere off behind him once more but heading in his direction.&nbsp; It had the same low rumble as the one that passed him earlier.&nbsp; Viktor quickens his pace.&nbsp; The figure under the light ahead of him is a woman sitting on a wooden crate next to her a bucket of flowers and some carnations neatly arrayed on the sidewalk.&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">As he approaches her, the vehicle behind seems to accelerate as well.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Sonuva bitch” he thinks,&nbsp; Viktor looks across the street there in the reflection&nbsp; it seems that it’s the same black sedan&nbsp; Victor had seen moments earlier.&nbsp; He steels himself waiting for the moment he needs to jump..By now he’s only a few steps away from her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Instead the vehicle pulls ahead and stops at the streetlight.. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Excuse me but can you tell us where Luigi’s is” It was a female’s voice.&nbsp; Viktor stops short allowing the woman under the streetlight to give directions wondering why he was edgy.&nbsp; Meanwhile the woman in the car thanks the flower woman and the vehicle drives off.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor stands a moment; he is still feeling&nbsp; a premonition but if it wasn’t danger what was it ? Was it the girl?”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">He walks up to her...</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Good Evening… a little late to be selling flowers isn’t it?.&nbsp; Victor reaches down and picks up a red carnation.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">He brings it up to his face and inhales the scent..Much to his surprise the carnation smelling like it had just been cut..&nbsp; Viktor reaches into his front pocket pulling out a thick wad of bills.&nbsp; He pulls off a five and hands it to her…</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Keep the change” he says in an offhand way though the woman doesn’t seem to look at him .&nbsp; Viktor thought it odd?!</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> What was this about this young girl that set off his alarms?</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>01-07-2012, 16:39:50</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Life in the 1920s wasn’t particularly kind to women, especially a blind woman. Ethel had gained her disability in a horrific accident when she was only very small. The scars on her face healed, but she never regained her sight. When she had first had her accident the doctors had been hopeful that her eyes would heal. But it was never to be; it had been years since her accident. She had stopped entertaining the idea that she would gain her sight back a long time ago. <br><br>She had made her way through her childhood easy enough, sometimes the children were cruel, and stole her walking cane from her, but there was always someone there to retrieve it for her whether it be a passer-by who took pity on her or a school teacher. It was her teenage and later years which were the hardest. As she grew older she watched the few friends she had got married and began lives of their own. One by one they all found their special someone, the one they would be with forever. It did not take long for Ethel to accept the fact that she probably would not be joining them in their happiness. She tried not to be bitter about it, but it was hard not to. She doubted that she would ever feel the true love of man, only their pity.<br><br>Her mother had told her that she was a pretty enough woman. She had a slim curvaceous physique; however that was hidden underneath the plain looking clothes that she wore. Her mother said she had a pretty enough face. She had once had dark brown eyes, but since her accident the colour had drained from them, turning a strange grey like colour. She had dark black hair and white skin which had a slight tan to it due to her spending a lot of time in the sun. She was currently dressed in a green dress with a cream shawl draped around her shoulders. The dress was nothing special, just sometime that her mother said looked good on her. The fabric felt nice to the touch, and she trusted her mother when she said it was green. It wasn’t like she could see it herself.<br><br>Ethel had lived with her parents her whole life. She had come to the age where society deemed she would be married. Though her mother was still hopeful she would find someone, Ethel was not and had tried to make plans to make her own way in the future. One of the ways she had tried to make money was to sell flowers. As she was blind, her other senses where far more enhanced then a regular persons. She could use her sense of smell to distinguish between which flowers were which. She could even tell how where a flower was in its life cycle by the way they smelled. It made enough money for her to be able to support herself. She would never have riches, but she would have enough to get by.<br><br>She had felt the air begin to grow cold around her. That was usually a sign that it was time to pack up and go home. Just as she was about to pick up her flowers and walking cane, she heard the sound of a car pulling up in front of her. From it she heard the voice of a stranger asking for directions to a popular restaurant. She smiled and pointed down the street and said “Keep driving down this road, and make a left, then a right. You won’t miss it. There are always a number of people out the front”. The stranger thanked her and they were on their way once more.<br><br>As the car drove away she heard some footsteps approaching her from the opposite direction. She turned to face the sound. The owner of the footsteps spoke, telling her that it was rather late for her to be selling flowers. She responded to the man and said “I was just about to pack up, will you be my last customer?” she asked with a smile. She heard him pull up a single flower from her crate and smell it. She then heard the sound of money, and quite a lot of money. When the bill was handed to her, she didn’t want to accept it and said “Oh sir that is far too much, half this amount will suffice” she said as she was forced to take the note from him. She insisted on giving him some change, pulling out half the amount from her purse and holding it out for him to take. “Even half is way to much” she insisted, waiting for him to take the money.</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 00:25:07</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor didn’t understand&nbsp; why the woman seemed not to want to at least turn her face in his direction which put him off since he knew he was being more than generous.&nbsp; &nbsp;But then to offer him change in return?..Still she doesn’t make eye contact after their brief dialog.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor frowns reaching down he puts his hands in her hair.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I would think my generosity&nbsp; would&nbsp; at least earn a passing glance…” Viktor whispers forcing her head in his direction...When he sees the gray in his eyes …Suddenly it all made sense.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">The girl was blind.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Even then, Viktor was nonplussed.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“My apologies for my apparent rudeness… I realize five dollars for a fresh carnation is excessive.&nbsp; But it was my act of generosity that was freely given.&nbsp; I expected at least a glance towards the sound of my voice as some small token that you at least acknowledge my presence.&nbsp; I know your sense of hearing and touch is far more acute than most perhaps even more than mine at least in terms of feel.&nbsp; How else would you know a five from a one from a ten dollar bill?”&nbsp; Viktor says slowly pulling his hand away from her hair.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">The woman’s apparent insolence had his blood up.&nbsp; Then to recognize that she had a significant impairment and even with that she still acts without common courtesy or perhaps even humility?&nbsp; That was a foul in Viktor’s eyes.&nbsp; One that could be easily rectified the more as he thought on it.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor had planned to feast tonight.&nbsp; It had been long enough but the night was still early besides, the others would be expecting him but a meal was a meal especially when it presented itself as it did now.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">There were enough dark alleys in this part of town.&nbsp; The clouds had gotten thicker since he first stepped out into the night.&nbsp; The moon was now only a fleeting orb.&nbsp; He would come back for her body later so that the cry of Vampires in the city would not be raised.&nbsp; That was Nicholas’s idea.&nbsp; The trick was to take the bodies to the graveyard and bury them even deeper in a fresh dug grave.&nbsp; No one would think to search a cemetery for bodies since it was already full of them.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor pulls his wads of bills out once more.&nbsp; He fishes out a hundred dollar bill and tosses it at her feet.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Is that enough for the rest? If it is I need your talents for sense of hearing and feel.&nbsp; There is no moon out and I am afraid I have locked myself out of my apartment.&nbsp; The streetlight is burned out and so is the light that&nbsp; illuminates the stairs going down if I give you my apartment key could you&nbsp; at least open the door?. The light inside the apartment will be enough that I can see my way in I’ve fallen once already I’m not keen on doing it again.&nbsp; The landlord says he will have a man out tomorrow to set right”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor thinks of the premonition he felt earlier only this time he sends thoughts to her…“Come with me” since she cannot see his eyes were aglow.</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 09:09:21</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel was slight startled when she felt the man put his hand in her hair. What was he doing, was he going to attack her? She felt a slight sense of fear creep up inside of her. She heard him whisper, and she couldn't understand how she had offended him. Even if she had tried to look at him, it was not like she could ever be sure she was looking at his face. When he looked at her face, he seemed to understand and let her go. She breathed out in relief. He apologised for his rudeness and commented on the fact that her sense of touch and feel was far better then a regular persons.<br><br>"I thank you for your kindness sir, but I cannot accept so much money" she said as she began to pack away her things. As she did so, she heard the sound of him ruffling if some money again and heard him throw it down and land at her feet. Picking it up, she felt the note. This man was more then he seemed. Who would carry around so much money in this day an age? Was he not afraid of being mugged in the streets? He was so open with it. Ethel felt that it was rather dangerous of him to be so lax with his money.<br><br>He asked a service of her, wanting her to open the door to his home as he could not see without the light. She smiled at him and said "I'm afraid I cannot help you tonight sir I-". Her sentence was cut off when suddenly she found her self becoming more agreeable to his proposition as a voice in her mind told her to come with him.<br><br>She looked up at him and said "Of course I'll help you sir, it would not do for you to fall down again" she said, her voice changing, almost like she was in a daze. She then stood up and picked up her flowers and walking cane and said "Lead the way, I'd be happy to help you" softly.</span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>02-07-2012, 23:10:16</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor offers her the crook of his arm taking her cane into his other hand.&nbsp; He leads her towards an alley he was very familiar with. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“What a lovely evening…Can you smell the scent of humanity in the air?”&nbsp; Viktor begins.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Somewhere nearby must have been a restaurant that or since the kitchens were in the back they might be close to one..Viktor could smell baking bread... or was it pizza?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“You strike me as a fairly young maiden.. I don’t mean&nbsp; to be brash but have you ever been in love?&nbsp; It would be such a bitter disappointment to leave one’s earthly shell not knowing what pleasures love, the passion of life and lust could have been realized.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor was beginning to get a sense of her now since touching her he could fathom her thoughts and memories.&nbsp; Feeling the warmth of her arm, he begins to discern that she was indeed a virgin in so many ways.&nbsp; The thought immediately saddens him.&nbsp; Knowing he was soon going to take her life’s’ blood, the very essence of her body for his own nourishment.&nbsp; The irony of it reminded him that as pretty as she looked under the streetlamp her one fatal flaw would condemn her to a life devoid of some many simple pleasures.&nbsp; She would simple grow old, unaware and oblivious to so many other facets that life had to offer.&nbsp; Had she ever suffered the pangs of a broken heart? or the carnal pleasures of the flesh?&nbsp; What drove her to wake up every morning to face another day as the day previous and the day ahead?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor looks around seeing they are alone he leads her into an unlit alley.. He walks her over to a trap door that leads into a coal bin of an abandoned apartment.&nbsp; Viktor knew it well because he had used it before.&nbsp; Her lifeless body would remain hidden until he could bury her and hide the evidence.&nbsp; This young girl like others before her would simply vanish with a trace.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Do you know of Vampires?” he asks her softly as the two walk slowly arm in arm towards the rusty metal door</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“They are a mysterious magical lot..Most people don’t know they still roam the earth…I know because I’m well over five hundred years old…I need to drink tonight.&nbsp; If it’s any consolation your life will sustain mine.&nbsp; I promise it will only be a tiny prick then you will soon fall into a sleep from which you will never awaken.”&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Be calm my child I will be gentle” he says to her in his thoughts as the realization of her situation suddenly become apparent to her </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Perhaps a lasting kiss before your journey begins my dear hapless girl?”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I’ll make sure your family receives the money I’ve given you if you wish it?”..&nbsp; he whispers readying her&nbsp; for his fatal kiss.</span></span><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 06:11:20</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt him take her arm and her cane, something she felt immediately insecure about. Her can allowed her to be able to walk the world with a minimal amount of disruption to others. It was something she had with her whole life. She tried to not show the amount of discomfort she felt and allowed him to lead her where he needed to. He spoke to her, asking if she could smell the humanity in the air, a question that she wasn't quite sure of the meaning. So she chose to not respond.<br><br>He then continued, asking if she had ever been in love. She responded with "No, No I have not been in love" and kept it at that, not wanting to venture into further details; it simply hurt too much to talk about it. He let her go for a moment and opened something and helped her to step down onto some stairs. She found it rather odd, but went along with him anyway, even if she should not have.<br><br>Once inside, he spoke to her again, asking if she knew of vampires as they continued to walk. Of course she knew about them, they were nothing more than something from stories. But as he went on, he confessed that he was in fact one, and planned to kill her, and drain her of all her blood. She felt a sense of panic, and the need to get away from him. But what could she do? Even if he wasn't what he said he was, he could still over power her easily. She was unfamiliar with her surroundings so she would not be able to run. It was at that moment she decided to accept her fate, and to let him kill her.<br><br>As she waited for him to do what he needed she felt a voice telling her to be calm. She was already calm. He asked her if she wanted a lass kiss before he killed her, and to send the money to her family. She then had a stroke of brilliance that could save her. She turned to him, looking where she believed his face was and said "No, I don't want you to send money to my family, but what I do want is for you to turn me" she said. "If you truly are what you say you are, you could save me from the life that I have. Do you know how hard it is to continue living knowing that you will never know love from another, that you will never be married, or carry a child in your belly? It’s depressing. All I ever get from anyone is their pity, and I don't want it any more. I want to be strong, and I want to be powerful, and most of all, I want a fulfilled life! So please, please I beg you, turn me into one of you" she said, tears having welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let herself cry. <br><br>She awaited his decision, knowing that he could decide to just kill her anyway, so she prepared herself for her probable impending death. In a way it was rather relieving to be at the end. She could rest now, and never have to feel all of the things she felt ever again. But her desire to fully experience life was greater than her desire for her life to end.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>03-07-2012, 22:42:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor manages a wry smile. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"> It was common for his victims to plead for their lives but this young woman standing in front of him had just made a compelling argument.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">For the moment the basement is quiet.&nbsp; Viktor had become quite familiar to the place.&nbsp; It smelt old and un-kept.&nbsp; The floor were filthy..Trash strewed the room.&nbsp; It seemed a fitting place to end one’s life here Viktor had thought.&nbsp; The woman standing demurely in front of him was to be his third.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“An interesting proposition my dear.&nbsp; ” Viktor begins breaking the silence</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“I offer you a calm end to the torments that you endure daily in your life and yet you counter it with a request to remain immortal?&nbsp; Quite a polar opposite I must admit.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">There are things you should know about me before you ask me to assume the role of your maker and you my progeny…For once done, you are bound to me body&nbsp; and soul until I decide to cast you aside.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">I am a bad man…. my purpose in life is to uphold a family tradition that knows no quarter and accepts no mercy, once certain lines are crossed and orders are given.&nbsp; I revel in the death and destruction of my enemies.&nbsp; &nbsp;My passion and lust for life in this human world are unbridled.&nbsp; I know death as I am one of its agents and I know life as I lived it now for some many centuries.&nbsp; Love, lust, pain ecstasy are&nbsp; all intertwined to me now.&nbsp; &nbsp;I am a complete&nbsp; and total whore monger.&nbsp; You are a mere untested virgin ..Like low hanging fruit you are ripe and ready to be plucked, but the path you seek is not one that is freely given.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">To become immortal is a privilege, earned not deserved..&nbsp; If you want to journey down this path you must first prove your mettle and your desire.&nbsp; I will not kill you, yet nor will I grant you immortality.&nbsp; I will test your commitment.. your craving for&nbsp; lust, greed and carnal longing for that is what will define you to me for your desire to live.. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">To that end you may join with me in a blood bond. If you prove yourself willing and devoted perhaps then we may discuss other possibilities.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">So woman tell me…Can you fall to your knees at this very moment and openly worship me?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor walks over to the edge of the coal bin.&nbsp; He sits down and looks at her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">“Walk to the sound of my voice than stop when I tell you too.&nbsp; I want to see what sort of woman you really are..I want you&nbsp; to raise your skirt then turn so I can assess your&nbsp; physical qualities… You will willingly show me what makes you so special that I should grant you any favors at all”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 11:40:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel heard him speak and he called her proposition interesting. She supposed that was a start. He commented on the fact that he would free her from her torments with death, but she still wanted to live. "The reason I am tormented by life is that I have a limited time, a limited youth. Once I grow old, it will be even worse. If I was to stay young then at least, perhaps one day..." she trailed off. Perhaps someday she would find love.<br><br>He went on to discuss himself, how he was a bad man, a person most would consider despicable. She commented after he described himself and said "If you feel guilty about who you are, perhaps this is a chance for your redemption. If you don't care, then I suppose I will learn to get used to it" she said softly.<br><br>When he told her what he wanted her to do, she felt a blush creeping up to her cheeks and a sense of nervousness washed over her. "I'll do as you say" she said softly. She felt him take a few steps back and she began to walk to the sound of his voice until he stopped. At that point she let her shawl drop to the floor and bent over to hold onto the bottom hem of her dress and pull it up over her head. He had only told her to lift her skirts, but she figured there was not much room for modesty here. <br><br>She felt the fabric sliding off her body as she pulled it up and she let it drop to the floor, leaving her only in her undergarments, a white brassier and panties with a garter belt to hold up her white stockings. She felt very vulnerable revealed to him like this. She felt the cold creep into her skin and she slowly began to turn for him as he had asked. She fit down on her lower lip, allowing him to get a good look at her before stopping at the point she had started at. Blushing deeply she said "Are you pleased then?" softly, trying to sound more confident then she really was.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>04-07-2012, 21:00:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor listens to the girl speak.. He had yet to ask her name..Nor was he inclined to do so now.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor makes a pained face..She really didn’t answer any of his questions especially the notion of prostrating herself to him...</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">That was interesting to him since normally the specter of death starring one in the face always seemed to have a profound effect on one’s humility.&nbsp; This woman had either resigned herself to whatever fate Viktor had determined for her or she had lost sense of her own predicament.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">But what this girl perhaps didn’t appreciate was that her words and deeds now would determine own ending</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Maybe the simple show of resolve of raising her skirt took her far enough out of her own world that she lost the real sense the words Viktor had said.&nbsp; Too her credit she may have try to anticipate Viktor’s desires but she had missed the mark since it was the sense of humiliation Viktor was after no matter it was a small thing after-all.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Put your hands in your hair and step closer...now lift your shoulders back proudly” he says finally sensing her inner shame.&nbsp; Viktor grabs the woman’s slender blind cane.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor takes the cane and lightly and agonizingly slow he draws its tip up the full length of her left leg stopping just short of her “V” Viktor skirts the canes light touch around the girls mound before drawing the cane down her other inner leg.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I asked you a question” Viktor says in a low even voice</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Once he reaches the girls other ankle he pulls the cane away only to bring it up to the V of her crotch.&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor uses just the very tip of her cane to draw an imaginary line up the full length of where he perceived the slit to her womanhood might be beneath her white panties</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I asked you if you can you worship me?”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“There is another path that I am willing to venture down “</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I will offer you a blood bond with me...It is a profane arrangement I will be honest... but if in six months time you prove yourself worthy you may yet find immortality..If not you have at least prolonged the inevitable for six more months.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Now my dear turn around and slowly bend over”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Then turn your head to me and answer this question? Does the thought of you naked posed as you are now please you?”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 07:18:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><br>Ethel waited for him to speak to her again. When he did, he gave her more instructions on what she must do. Slowly she moved her hands up to her hair and stood up as he said, proudly with her shoulders back. She didn't know whether she should be ashamed or not. If she left her alive, it wasn’t like anyone would ever find out, even if she left here without her virginity anymore, it wasn't like any other man had ever wanted it, and she doubted that any other man would. But she still could not help but feel embarrassed.<br><br>She felt him then running her own can up the inside of her leg. The touch sent a chill through her body. He moved it all the way up, to her womanhood and she felt the lightest touch there before he moved it back down, and spoke again. <br><br>Ethel responded this time to his question and said "If that is what you wanted of me" she said softly.<br><br>As soon as she had answered she felt him run the run up along the silt of her woman hood. The touch made her insides quiver and she didn’t really understand why. He spoke once more and offered her his deal. She supposed she could do as he asked of her for 6 months. It wasn't a relatively long time. <br><br>Before she could respond, she gave her another instruction. She did as she was bid and turned around, and bent over slowly. While she was posed like that, he asked her another question. She could not help but blush then she heard his question. She looked back at him and said "I don’t know if it would please me, I’m sure that it would please you. I think that I would be embarrassed even more so than I already am" she said softly.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>05-07-2012, 19:43:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor smiles</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">The woman standing before him was a true submissive..It seemed that whatever wasto be would be by Viktor’s hand.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor draw a stiletto knife from his suit pocket he hits the knurled button as the blade shoots out with an audible click.&nbsp; Viktor stands up and walks around to the girls front.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Reaching down he grabs her by the hair pulling her head up to face him.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“I will cut my hand….&nbsp; I want to lick the blood that appears until the flow stops that will bind us..Sometime in the course of the next two nights you will start to experience decadent&nbsp; carnal thoughts and cravings cry out to me.&nbsp; This place shall be our temple of sin&nbsp; until I think your are more worthy of something more exotic..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor draw the blade across the palm of his hand t than brings it to the girl’s mouth</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Lick… suck…&nbsp; drink that which will soon bond us let the journey between us begin”&nbsp; he says with a sinister smile</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor re-sheathes the blade before he pockets it again.&nbsp; With his free hand he grabs her by the hair once more pressing her mouth harshly down into the palm of his outstretched hand…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor doesn’t release his hold until the blood flow is stanched.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">He smiles at her </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“So my dear the die is cast you are now bound to me ..I shall soon see just how accommodating you will be given the desires that will soon well up inside you.. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor reaches into his pocket once more… He peels off two one hundred dollar bills tucking them into the girl’s brassiere </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Buy silk things that rest against your skin… I want to admire you in a tight corset befitting your figure </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">I prefer an open breasted one I also require nylons and garters and dresses you can wear that will to make your body feel alive and free…You will neither wear a brassiere nor panties when you call out for me”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor leans into her kissing her gently on her cheek</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“You may put your dress back on… I do not know your name nor do I care.. for I now shall call you my raven.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks back to where he had laid her cane picking it up her returns it to her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“Summon me when you are in need ..do not fret your body will speak its desires clear enough ..Shop tomorrow for the things I require until then I’ll bid you a good night my raven.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">Then he was gone</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>06-07-2012, 17:37:24</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel let out a whimper of paint as he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to face him. She felt it a bit un-necessary; he could have just asked her to stand up straight. He spoke again, telling her what he was going to do. He was going to cut his hand; she was to drink his blood. It seemed simple enough. She could hear him draw forth his blade and slice across his palm. She could hear the sound of the blood dripping onto the floor. <br><br>Pulling her by the hair again, he guided her mouth to his hand. She tentatively began to drink his iron tasting blood, slowly she began to suck on the cut, drinking as much of his blood as she could. Soon he released her and she felt him tuck some bills into the corner of her brassier. She listened to what he said and said "I will try to find those things" she said softly, wondering what she had gotten herself into.<br><br>She felt his lips press up against her cheek. They were naturally cold. He did not ask for her name, more gave her a name of his own design, reflecting her dark coloured hair. As his final act, he handed her can to her and then left. She bent down and picked up both her dress and shawl, putting them back on and placed the money he had given her in her purse.<br><br>It took her awhile to find her way out of the unfamiliar basement, but she found her way to the stairs and walked up them. From there she had a bit of a difficult time finding out where she was, but she soon was on her way home. Her mother answered the door, and she could sense the worry in her voice as she greeted her. She explained the situation away by saying her last customer had been rather demanding and her mother seemed to buy it. <br><br>They sat down for dinner in their small kitchen and the two chatted about inconsequential things until it was time for bed. Ethel headed to her room and changed into her bed clothes, and getting underneath the covers of her bed. She slept through the night soundly and in the morning she hadn’t noticed any major changed yet. Perhaps it took a while to happen. <br><br>After breaking her fast with her mother, she decided to take the day of working and do as he had instructed. She managed to find her way to a lingerie store and asked the shop owner to help her with some selections. By the time she had finished she had left with 2 different corsets, a whole selection of silk undergarments, including panties, brassieres, garter belts and stockings. She then headed into a clothing store and bought herself new clothing, far different to what she was used to wearing. The dresses hugged her figure and the fabrics were soft and smooth, unlike the cotton she was used to. She figured he would be pleased enough, she couldn't actually see what she was buying, but she could discern what they looked like but running her hands over them.<br><br>She then made her way home, and the sun seemed hotter the usual for this time of year. It was rather irritating and she hurried home. Once inside she felt a sense of relief and began to walk to her room to put away her new clothing. Once she had finished, she felt a stirring inside of her, something she had never felt before. It was a feeling she didn't really understand, and assumed that it would go away after a while. Only it didn't. It only got worse throughout the day. She decided to spend the rest of that day at home to try and work out what the feeling was. By the time her mother got home, she still hadn't figured it out.<br><br>Her mother had decided to cook steak for dinner, and Ethel found herself devouring it, and savouring it, almost like an animal. This was most certainly not normal. Had it really worked? By the time she was heading to bed, the feeling inside her was almost unbearable. She felt a strange sense of desire, but she didn't know what she wanted, only that she needed it this very second or surely she would go mad. She tried to sleep, but it was no use, the feeling, the urges only got stronger. Perhaps the man from last night could explain to her why she felt like this. But he had told her to be all but naked when she called for him. How could she even call him anyway, he had never explained it to her, and all she wanted was to ask him a question. Did she have to be naked for that as well? It was all so confusing for a girl like her. She wondered if their minds were connected somehow, and if he could hear all of her thoughts. She couldn't help but worry a little bit about that. </span><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>07-07-2012, 19:07:29</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor was leaving the social club.&nbsp; The night sky was clear, the moon was just beginning to rise above the horizon&nbsp; as he begins the five block walk back to his apartment.&nbsp; Tomorrow he was going start shadowing&nbsp; two of Capone’s henchmen that were shaking down a restaurant that was under the families protection.&nbsp; Nicholas had just left having repaid the $1000 the owner had paid Capone’s men.&nbsp; Viktor could either get the money back of have their balls on a platter.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The evening was still relatively young.&nbsp; Up until now Viktor had pushed her emotions aside he was feeling her now..&nbsp; She was beginning to have her first real cravings only Viktor could sense the feelings were confusing her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor starts to talk to her.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You feel mystified my dear …Your body is beginning to awaken can you not feel it?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Yes my love I can enter you mind and feel your thoughts.&nbsp; You will become accustomed to my thoughts in your head soon enough.&nbsp; So you are in bed.&nbsp; I want you to rise and remove your nightgown so that you are naked in the darkness of your room.&nbsp; Can you feel the cool night air against your hot skin?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Touch your nipples my dear girl, see how they respond to your touch how they harden? pinch them and twist them&nbsp; for me… does doing it&nbsp; now make you crave a man’s touch?&nbsp; Heft them… squeeze them…. feel them does touching them make you ache in a way you cannot explain?&nbsp; Now move one of your hands down to your sex..Use only one finger as first allow it to slip inside your folds do you find that your tunnel is moist? What does that mean to you?</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">I want you to put your hair up scent the places you ache to have touched and caressed.&nbsp; I want you to wear a corset.&nbsp; Nylons garters, no panties of brassiere.&nbsp; One of you new dresses will suffice to cover your immodesty.&nbsp; You know where to meet me.&nbsp; I will expect you in an hour do not be late.&nbsp; Do you have any questions of me?”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor smiles as he walks to the place he was going to meet her.&nbsp; The image of her in the darkness wearing nothing but a corset was exciting him.&nbsp; Viktor would be gentle until she wanted more..He would tease her make her realize her needs whether he would deflower her, he wasn’t certain but she would learn to kneel and suckle that much was assured.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 07:49:08</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel was surprised by his voice inside her mind. She blushed when he began to tell her what he wanted to do. Doing as he said, she took off her night gown and let it fall to the floor. When he asked if she could feel the cool air against her, she said "Yes", as her skin began to form goosebumps. As he continued she slowly moved her hands up to her breast like he had told her and began to pinch and squeeze her nipples. Surprised by the sensation she was feeling. She let out a soft whimper and began to squeeze and rub her breasts together. She felt the desire inside of her grow and slid a hand down to her womanhood as he had told her to find it sopping wet. It had never been like that before, but strangely, she liked it. She quivered when touched her self ever so lightly.<br><br>He asked her what it meant. She blushed and said "I am not quite sure what it means, I could guess, I've never felt like this before, it’s such a strange sensation, but I think I like it" she said softly biting down on her lower lip.<br><br>She went a shade of red when he told her to meet him in an hour with nothing but a corset and a dress on. But she overcame her embarrassment and agreed to meet him, having no other questions. She walked over to her draws found one of the corsets she had bought. Though she could not see it, it was one that was made of a fine silk with red brocade patterns embroidered into the black fabric. It was a bit harder to lace up on her own then she had expected but she got it on. She then slipped on a pair of black garters and stocking and put on one of the dresses she had got, a red number with a v shaped neck line and a fitted bodice. She then put on her shawl for warmth and with her cane she snuck out of the house quietly and began to head to the building he taken her to just the night before.<br><br>She arrived slightly early and decided to wait for him near by the trap door.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>08-07-2012, 21:05:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor had arrived early so he stands in the shadows and watches her turn down the alley.&nbsp; He could sense her feelings of excitement and trepidation.&nbsp; The poor girl had never been sexually aroused before or so Viktor had thought.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I am close do not be afraid” he says to her in his thoughts as she walks carefully towards him</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It’s good to see you my dear” Viktor says in a warm soft voice walking up behind her..taking her hand he leads her the rest of the way down into the room.&nbsp; Viktor pulls a small wooden box out in the center of the it.&nbsp; He helps her up on it.&nbsp; The room is quiet and there is a smell of old as if a window needed to be opened.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Stand still my sweet girl” he whispers to her reassuringly…Viktor lights a solitary candle placing it on the floor behind her so her figure is illuminated in the flickering light.&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You may take your dress of now my dear ..allow it to fall down around your ankles.. then I want you to cup your breasts&nbsp; passionately play with them as you did when you were alone in your bedroom.”&nbsp; Viktor stands walking over to her.&nbsp; Looking at her intently watching her chest heave knowing her sense of fear uncertainty and arousal.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Tell me my Raven do you feel&nbsp; more alive my dear? Are you experiencing strange feelings you have never felt before?”&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">By now she had loosened her dress allowing it to fall down around her ankles and the crate she stood on.&nbsp; Viktor walks behind her running his fingertips over the silken fabric that that so aptly defined her well-rounded rump.&nbsp; Viktor is content to caress her cheek that squeezes each reaching down he draws a particularly sharp fingernail along the skin just above her nylon until he felt the bottom of her corset.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Now my dear see if your fingers can find their way inside your tunnel …Are you moist? If so do be a good girl and allow me to inhale the scent of your arousal.”&nbsp; By now Viktor had walked around so that he could face her.&nbsp; Raven was rubbing one of her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.&nbsp; Viktor&nbsp; uts his hand on her squeezing them both harshly.&nbsp; He brings his lips up to her ear brushing them along her ear lobe.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Have you ever touched another man? seen another man naked&nbsp; and erect?” he say moving his lips down the nape of her neck kissing it as he works his way down to her shoulder&nbsp; and then to her uncovered breast.&nbsp; Viktor brushes his lips lightly over her nipple his tongue darts out and traces rough skin of her aureole.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Tell Me Raven is this what you were hoping for?” he says looking up at her</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 12:23:50</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt him take her hand and lead her down the trap door. Once down there he had her step up onto a crate. When he told her to, she took off her dress, letting it fall to her ankles as he had asked. She then moved her hands up to her breasts and began to squeeze and play with her breasts just like she had done before, the feelings inside her growing more inside her.<br><br>She blushed when he felt his hand on her behind and his fingernail running up rump. She let out a embarrassed squeak when he did so. She didn't know what it was about this man that felt her feel like a child. "No, I have never felt like this before" she said quietly. "I feel as though I know what I want for the very first time in my life" she said.<br><br>At his next command, she did as he bid and she slid her hand down to her womanhood and slid her fingers inside her folds. She responded to his question and nodded and said "Yes I am" and pulled her fingers to reveal her wetness on her fingers. She felt him place his hand on her breasts and his lips on her ear. His touch sent chills through her body.<br><br>At his next question she thought it answered itself. "I have never touched a man before and how exactly was I ever supposed to see anything" she said softly. She didn't want to feel like she was being snarky but she hated the life she had because to the things that had happened in her life.<br><br>She felt his lips on her neck and she bit down on her lower lip as he did and he began to trail his kisses down to her breast, placing his mouth over her nipple. She couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he did so. At his question she responded with "To be honest, all I hoped for was to live a different life to the one I was living"</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>09-07-2012, 23:24:23</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor takes her fingers wet with her own arousal and suckles them greedily</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“This could be your first baby steps towards immortality” he begins holding her hand between his</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“But the path ahead of you requires,&nbsp; </span></span>sacrifice, devotion, loyalty and a steadfast commitment are you&nbsp; prepared to&nbsp; make that journey?&nbsp; “<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor steps back then reached out touching both her breasts.&nbsp; </span></span>Squeezing them hefting them.&nbsp; Do you know what these are for ?or the places you touch that ache from desire.?”<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I want you to undress me… touch me leave no part of my body unmolested…&nbsp; </span></span>emblazon the thought of what I might be in your mind, just you must have a sense of yourself …Then I want to take my hands and place them&nbsp; upon your body where they excite and arouse you the most.&nbsp; I want you to kiss me like you want to be kissed. “<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor pauses a moment studying her reaction</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I want you to teach me how to lavish pleasure on your body “</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Then it will be my turn Raven but before you learn to give you must learn what pleasures there are in receiving if you are to be my lover.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">One of Viktor’s hands slide downward to her mound he presses his fingers into the fabric pushing it into the slit that defined her womanhood.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I want you to show me the woman you crave to be”&nbsp; </span></span>Viktor says&nbsp; waiting for&nbsp; her to undress him.&nbsp; He reaches for her hair feeling her hands on his body...Gently running his fingers through the silky strands all the while his thick hard prick pushes out unashamedly&nbsp; in his trousers.<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The candle behind her flickers for a moment casting an eerie shadow of the coal bin behind her.&nbsp; </span></span>Would she prove her desire for life and all its facets?<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor at least wanted to awaken her senses to certain pleasures before he’d introduce her to others that&nbsp; </span></span>could make her see unlike any mortal…<br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Bbut that would be an easy gift one she would quickly take&nbsp; </span></span>but it was a gift she would have to earn.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>10-07-2012, 16:52:11</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt his mouth slide over her fingers and suckle on the wetness from her womanhood. She didn't understand why but he seemed to be enjoying it. He asked her if she was ready to commit to her transformation, she knew she was and she nodded and said "yes, yes I am" she said softly. <br><br>He moved his hands up to her breasts, touching them like she had been doing herself only moments ago. God it felt good. He asked if she knew what they were for, she replied and said "I know, but I never thought I would truly experience it" she said softly. She bit down on her lower lip and listened to his next command. <br><br>Doing as he told her, she moved her hands down and found his shoulders. She slid his coat of his arms and let it fall to the floor. Running her hands down his chest she found the top button of his shirt and began to undo the buttons one by one until it was open. She then slid her hands to the bottom of his shirt and inside it, running her hands up his chest and pushing off his shirt. She then looked up for a moment and began to slide her hands up the sides of his face, finding his stubbly cheeks, and running her finger across his lips. Slowly she leant in and kissed him. She had never done so before in her life, and tried to emulate how one would express passion through such an action, if she had been successful or not she would not know. <br><br>As she kissed him she moved her hands down to his belt and undid the buckle, sliding it off his pants. Undoing the front of his trousers she let them fall to the floor. She wrapped her around around his neck and kissed him again, moving closer and pressing her body up against his.<br><br>Biting down on her lower lip she moved her hands to his own and breathed out "I want you to touch me here" she said as he pressed his hands onto her woman hood. "And here" she said moving his other hand to her breast.<br><br>"Please show me what it is like to be a woman" she said softly.</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>11-07-2012, 00:15:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font"><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor smiles as she places his hands on one of her breasts and her pussy.&nbsp; </span></span><br><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size">Viktor fingers her opening before moving them upwards to her hooded clit.&nbsp; .&nbsp; Using&nbsp; just his forefinger he dips it inside her coating it with her juices before rubbing it over and around her bud making it slick so his finger glides over and around her hood effortlessly .&nbsp; Viktor then bring s his mouth down on her breast once more his tongue ringing her aureole before dancing merrily over her hardened nipple.&nbsp; </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor moves&nbsp; his hand down to hers guiding it in turn to his large thick prick pushing it along his long shaft&nbsp; then pushes her hand underneath so that she can feel his cum laden oversized balls.&nbsp; Viktor had certain physical qualities beside his looks his endowments were certainly one of them.&nbsp; In fact he was unsure whether or not she could accommodate his massive organ either in her mouth or her silken tunnel.&nbsp; Viktor would train her if she decided to stay on this path… stretch her until she could accommodate him but first she needed to experience her own ecstasy.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Satisfied she was aroused sufficiently Viktor helps her step s up on the crate once more&nbsp; &nbsp;Stepping in behind her he begins to unfasten her corset so it too falls down around her ankles.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Wordlessly he pushes down on her shoulders as a signal to sit down on the crate</span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Spread your legs for me…” he says in a low voice “You may either have your hands in your hair or in mine or on your breasts nowhere else” He instructs before kneeling in between her legs.</span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor brings his head in between her thighs inhaling her excitement once more …He begins to kiss her folds, his hand pulling her swollen lips apart as his tongue travels the full length of her sex&nbsp; until it alights on the hood that shielded her clit before deftly sliding beneath it so allowing his tongue to flick over and around her clit in utter abandonment&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor has both hands on her thighs holding then apart and holding her still while his tongue dances merrily over her pearl .&nbsp; He could feel her beginning to tremble perhaps in excitement or anticipation. </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 1.45em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Thinking she was beginning to become more aroused he slides three fingers inside her while eating her greedily.</span></span><br></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 05:51:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel couldn't help but let out a moan when he placed a finger on her clit. It was a wholly new sensation. She had never felt something so intense in her whole life. She felt his lips back on her breasts and blushed as his tongue moved around her nipple before finally running over the hardened nub. She turned a bright shade of red when he moved her hand over to his man hood and ran it down over it down to his balls. She had not expected it to be so large. a wave of embarrassment washed over her once again.<br><br>He continued what he was doing for a time, Ethel becoming more and more aroused as time went on. She felt herself become slick with wetness, ready to accommodate a man inside her. She then felt him pull away and move behind her to unfasten her corset, leaving her fully naked before him. He then motioned for her to sit on the crate, so she did, wondering what he was planning to do.<br><br>He told her to keep her legs spread so she did. What came next she had never expected. He placed his mouth over her womanhood, his tongue sliding up and down the full length before seeking out her clit. She found her hand instinctively move into his hair and grip it as she let out a loud moan. Never in her life had she experience this kind of pleasure before. She found herself instinctively pushing his head in further, weather she meant to or not. Soon she felt him slide a few fingers inside of her. She found herself unable to sit still, and shuddered and squirmed when she sat. She felt some kind of pressure building up inside her. She knew it would burst soon. <br><br>"Oh god" she moaned out softly as she struggled not be too loud.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>12-07-2012, 22:27:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor sends his thoughts to her</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> “Let your body guide you Raven”&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">She was becoming more and more excited.&nbsp; Still her touch,&nbsp; her hands in her head lacked that certain sense of confidence or of intensity that&nbsp; Viktor was trying to coax out of her.&nbsp; He knew she was a virgin, he knew this was all unfamiliar ground for the confused girl.&nbsp; All Viktor could be was encourage her, allow her to gain her own insights from the sensations of pleasure and pain he knew she must be feeling .</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Don’t be ashamed of how you feel or what words or sounds escape your lips my love.&nbsp; Your body knows its wa,y allow it to lead you”&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Meanwhile Viktor’s tongue dances wildly over and around the young girl’s pearl.&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor wondered as wet as she was whether she would&nbsp; squirt as well? He had heard that certain woman could cum much like a man…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor starts to quicken his pace in which he was thrusting his fingers into her slick hole thinking it would accelerate her journey to perhaps her very first orgasm.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Once&nbsp; the waves of pleasure cascade over you there will be others… many others… it is the gift a woman has to be able to experience&nbsp; deep and multiple orgasms…that Raven is my role to help you find your own pleasures.&nbsp; Then I shall teach you how to help me find mine…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor quiets himself sensing she is right on the edge… he wanted&nbsp; her senses to be piqued when her release would certainly consume her.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor wanted her to cum and cum hard then he would make her do it again using her own fingers knowing just what parts of her felt the best.&nbsp; She needed to be comfortable making herself orgasm in front of her lover.&nbsp; &nbsp;</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 13:54:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel groaned as he continued to slide his fingers in an out of her slick hole and slide his tongue over her clit. She had never felt such an intense pleasure in her life and now that she had, she couldn't understand why she had never tried to do this to herself; it didn't seem all that difficult. She couldn't help but to plan to do this again in the future. It just felt too good.<br><br>In her mind she could hear the encouraging thoughts he was sending her, she let herself go, and let her body and instincts take over, no longer holding back. She moaned as he continued her breath quickening as she grew closer to her orgasm. She moved her hand down from her hair into his, her fingers griping onto his hair and pulling slightly as she moaned softly. Soon that pressure she had felt building exploded and waved of pleasure washed over her as she came hard onto his fingers, her insides pushing his fingers out. She let out a loud moan as she came, soon the waves ending.<br><br>She couldn't help but slump back on the box, resting up on her elbows and breathing in and out heavily. "T-that was intense" she breathed out. She slowly sat back up and said "Is it always so strong?" she asked softly.</span><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>15-07-2012, 21:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It depends” Viktor begins pushing himself to his feet.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">There was something oddly exciting about make her cum in this filthy basement where in fact he intended to kill her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He walks over to her placing his hands on her breasts</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It all depends on your level of arousal really..... if you will allow your body&nbsp; to respond to certain sensations...&nbsp; it can be strong enough but when your mind is likewise aroused&nbsp; it is one of the most powerful&nbsp; pleasures&nbsp; in the world.&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor leans over as he squeezes her breasts digging his fingernails in just enough&nbsp; to make her shudder.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You are capable of many more Raven in fact I won’t allow you to leave until you can demonstrate your own capabilities for self-induced ecstacy but first. “ Viktor releases his hold on her breasts and taking her hand guides it to his massive hard on.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"I have awakened you to the possibilities of receiving pleasure now to guide you to the&nbsp; art of giving pleasure.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor pulls her towards him</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Kneel “ he says helping her down.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“The mouth is a very powerful ally is exciting ones partner…Your lips and the head of my cock are some of the most sensitive parts of our bodies”&nbsp; There is nothing you need to feel ashamed of any more than I did when I enjoyed the taste and smell of you womanhood ..This is a very intimate thing&nbsp; you are about to do ...to me as intimate as any kiss.&nbsp; “&nbsp; Viktor has his hands in her hair watching her face.&nbsp; She seemed excited but hesitant.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Your mind resists yet your body presses you to let go” Viktor says to her without moving his lips</span></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>16-07-2012, 14:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel listed to his answer to her question and couldn't help but let out a small whimper when he moved his hands to her ample breasts and dug in his fingernails into her soft skin. He told her that he would now teach her how to please him just as he had pleased her, with her mouth. She couldn't help but blush at the prospect. He told her to kneel so she slipped down from the box and onto her knees, her hands still on his hard cock where he had placed it.<br><br>He would probably sense her uncertainty, not knowing exactly what she was meant to do. She looked up to where she thought his face would be her blush very visible on her cheeks. Slowly she moved her head forward and planted a kiss on the tip. Unsure what to do, she thought that perhaps she should emulate what he had done to her. She moved her tongue out of her mouth and tentatively licked the head. She wasn't sure about the taste; he had seemed to very much enjoy licking her. Perhaps in time she would come to like this as well.<br><br>"I’m sorry...I'm not very good at this" she said quietly. </span><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>16-07-2012, 21:37:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You are good my dear I can sense your willingness I will teach you but what excites me is feeling your lust…It can be a life force my dear”&nbsp; Viktor says in his thoughts</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Push my prick back against my stomach my drear.&nbsp; Now using just the tip of your tongue can you feel the thick swollen vein that runs its length?&nbsp; &nbsp;Yes just like that”… Viktor says encouraging her&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Yes my scent that differs from yours”&nbsp; Viktor relies in her thoughts sensing her&nbsp; uncertainty …”Inhale it&nbsp; make it yours&nbsp; my dear&nbsp; .Now move&nbsp; your mouth down to my balls cup them&nbsp; feel their weight.&nbsp; They are full of my seed that I want you to coax from my prick.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“That’s it but Slowly my dear now as your suckle&nbsp; reach down in-between your legs with your free hand and finger your pearl so that you might feel the same arousal as I”&nbsp; Viktor tilts his head back his hands still in her hair guiding her mouth and tongue over and around his prick.&nbsp; Ethel as she referred to herself was both excited and somewhat cautious still as Viktor instructs her.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Well done&nbsp; my lass you at least&nbsp; have a sense of taste and texture.&nbsp; &nbsp;Now&nbsp; I want you to experience a sensation of fullness.&nbsp; Open your mouth and see if you can accommodate my cock inside your mouth”</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 09:26:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel did has he said, following his guidance as he moved her mouth over and around his sizable cock. Though she had never seen or touched another in her life, she had enough knowledge that it was much larger than average mans. Her blush seemed to be a permanent fixture on her face at the moment and she reached down to her own sex and found the little nub that he had called her pearl and began to stroke it. Instantly she began to feel the same pleasure she had felt before and couldn't help but let out a soft moan.<br><br>He then asked her to take him inside her mouth. She didn't know if she could fit him in her mouth, but she would try anyway. Propping herself up a bit as she continued to rub her fingers over and around her clit, she opened up her mouth and took the tip in her mouth, being careful not to bite him. She imagined that it would not have been very comfortable for him if she did bite him.<br><br>Slowly she took the tip of his cock into her mouth, and blushing she began to stroke her tongue around the tip while it was inside, making it slick with her saliva. She then attempted to take a little more of him in, pushing her mouth down a little. She doubted she could take anymore without gaging on it. She couldn't help but let out another moan as she continued to pleasure herself and she found herself growing wet again. Blushing she began to suckle on the tip of his cock, wondering if what she was doing was correct.</span><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>17-07-2012, 21:16:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Lose yourself in the moment if you can” Viktor says to her mind…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Feel your own lust building and mine as well while you suckle me…Gripe my prick and move your hand&nbsp; across the shaft now that it is wet and slick.&nbsp; Yes just like that my lover.&nbsp; Unlike you I will discharge…. it may make you gag unless you would rather my&nbsp; spunk be on your face and body…You may think I am peeing but the discharge is something totally different it will be a generous amount as it is a girt like my size”&nbsp; Viktor felt foolish being so basic but in she was completely untested and naive to the point where he might scare or worse disgust her.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">What his Raven didn’t know was that Viktor was weighing the pros and con as to whether she might make a suitable progeny.&nbsp; The bond between them would be close… even more so than the sex he was having with her now.&nbsp; If she couldn’t accept him unconditionally then he would use her as his toy until the six month period was up then he would either kill her or release her..It would be her choice this time though&nbsp; she had earned that right.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor smiles feeling her excitement begin to build once more.&nbsp; Ethel grips his thick cock and begins to stroke it as her tongue licks the flowing precum….</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Faster my love I am getting closer” Viktor says to her mind his thoughts sounding more urgent.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor inhales sharply feeling her lust as well as his she was close now just as he was but Viktor wanted her to cum a second time so she could concentrate solely on him</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Push yourself over the edge first me dear there is still much&nbsp; more you are capable of ..Then finish me as I am close as well”</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>18-07-2012, 10:20:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel began to grow more confident when he encouraged her and showed signs that he was very much enjoying what she was doing. She continued to her stroke her clit as she moved up her freehand to his cock and began to stroke him. She stroked him gently not wanting him to squeeze to hard. He seemed to approve of what she was doing so she continued to suckle him, happy the he was happy with what she was doing.<br><br>Ethel heard him say that he was close, but he wanted her to reach her climax first. She was only happy to oblige him and began to stroke herself harder and faster. She could feel the pressure inside her building again and she let her body get taken over by the feeling. When she finally hit her limit, she closed her eyes as she came, her legs cleansing together as she did. She let out a loud moan but it was muffled by his large cock. Her orgasm washed over her and soon it dissipated, leaving her slightly dazed.<br><br>Once the feelings had dissipated, he wasted no time and continued her efforts to bringing him to his own orgasm, suckling him harder then she had before, and stroking him faster. She wondered what it would be like when he came. Her told her he would discharge, she wondered what it would be like if she took it in her mouth. Curious she continued her efforts.</span><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 04:38:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor could feel that his release was just on the cusp”</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Faster My Lover I am ready!!!” his thoughts&nbsp; scream inside her head..He begins to tense as his massive organ starts shooting his hot load into her mouth.&nbsp; It isn’t long till the poor young thing begins to gag on his unending stream of spunk.&nbsp; Sensing her fear of not know what to do Viktor pulls his still erupting cock free of her lips…He wraps his hand around hers forcing her to continue jacking him off while his cum laden balls start to diminish …his still hard prick shoots out long thick ropes of his cum that cover&nbsp; the right side of her face.&nbsp; Soon the hapless girl has his jisim dripping off her chin while Viktor continues his death grip on her hand stroking himself using her hand that has now aches from exertion .&nbsp; In time Viktor is completely spent… his once hard dick begins to soften as his body relaxes.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You did fine my love you didn’t know what to expect ..next time you will be better prepared” he says in a soft voice looking down at her ..”I told you it would be different”&nbsp; Viktor realizing he still held her hand that was still wrapped around his&nbsp; shaft.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You will need to learn to swallow, it is an act of contrition&nbsp; an act of selflessness of sacrifice for my seed in an essence of life that should be celebrated just as the sweet taste of your cunt is a nectar to be cherished”&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor was prepared to say more but this was to be part of the test would she be repulsed by his cum or rejoice in it?&nbsp; </span></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>19-07-2012, 09:51:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel let out a surprised squeak when he came. He had tried to warn her but it was still nothing like she had expected it to be. It wasn't long before she started to gag and couldn't help but cough out some of his seed. He pulled his cock from her lips and he put his hand over hers and began to stroke himself faster and faster. She would feel his seed landing on her face and looked slightly confused.<br><br>Ethel heard his words, telling her that she had performed well enough, but there was still another lesson to come. She moved her hand away from his cock and said "I don’t know if I could swallow all of it" with a slight blush on her cheeks. She didn't really know what she was meant to do with the cum that he had sprayed on her face. Did she have to scoop it up and swallow it? She wasn't sure about the taste; it wasn't like anything she had ever tasted before. It was strange, she imagined she would get used to it after sometime and she would know what was coming for the times to come.<br><br>Curious she moved her finger to the side of her face and scooped up a dollop of his cum onto it and put it into her mouth, tasting it again. Her expression was not one of disgust, but it wasn't one of relish either. She seemed a bit unsure. "It’s different to anything I have ever tasted before" she said softly.<br></span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 06:10:28</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Don’t be afraid to be a bit imaginative with my cum” he says kissing her breast while his fingers move down to her sex.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It would be good to become accustomed to my taste” he says in his thoughts .&nbsp; A way to arouse a man again is to lick your lips rubs some of my spunk over your breasts and pussy. “</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor suckles her tit hungrily his fingers dancing over her clit once more…Viktor could sense her willingness to be aroused and excited&nbsp; even after she had reveled in her second orgasm a thirtd was certainly well within reach .</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor feels her hands finding their way into his hair her touch guiding his mouth to the most sensitive&nbsp; favorite parts while Viktor fingers her&nbsp; more vigorously .&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“When you summon me next I will have you come to my house. There&nbsp; I will take your maiden head&nbsp; we shall sleep, bath and sup together as consummate lovers” </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> He moves his mouth to her other breast squeezing as much into his mouth as physically possible.&nbsp; Viktor relished the taste of her supple skin …Her scent of sex as she was becoming aroused.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Ethel was becoming more animated the more Viktor fingered her sex.&nbsp; Enough that Viktor moves his lips up to hers.&nbsp; He kisses her hotly holding pulling her tightly into him with his other hand.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>20-07-2012, 10:25:43</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt his mouth move to her breast again, one again suckling her tit. She groaned softly as he as he did. She could feel herself becoming aroused again. She had not known that she could be so quickly aroused after having came only moments ago. She felt his fingers move down to her clit, once more rubbing over the nub there. She moaned softly as he did so, letting her body take over.<br><br>She found her hands moving to his head to guide him to the most sensitive parts of her breast, shuddering when he ran his tongue over them. She felt him begin to move his fingers more vigorously. Her moans grew louder as he pushed more of her breast into her mouth. She heard his thoughts, telling her that the next time they met; he would take her as a woman. If it felt the same as what she was feeling now, then she could hardly wait.<br><br>Ethel groaned as he fingered her sex, she found herself grinding her womanhood up against his hand, she found herself desperately craving her next orgasm. She felt his lips take her sna she groaned and kissed him back. His hand pulled her closer and she pressed her body up against his, moaning into his mouth. As he continued she found that she was getting wetter and wetter by the second, her juiced beginning to drip down his hand.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 00:11:03</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Go there my love..... jump into that deep pool of sensation and pleasure that summons you like a cool drink of water on a hot summer day.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Immerse yourself&nbsp; in your own&nbsp; carnal desires... your lust for pleasure.&nbsp; Your body craves it&nbsp; you have been so long without” It was Viktor’s thoughts shouting out to her once more.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor&nbsp; wanted Ethel to understand these feelings were not only good but wanted and desired.. .&nbsp; Her reluctance to hold back had mostly diminished.&nbsp; She knew her role much better than just an hour ago…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Your wetness is a celebration of willingness not an embarrassment “ he continues rubbing his lips over her breasts, her shoulders and her neck while his finger start to plunge into her with a renewed sense of urgency.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Cum for me my virgin lover.... allow your body to experience&nbsp; its&nbsp; own ecstasy ..show me you are willing to let the waves of passion and lust wash over you even while you welcome it when your mouth open and arms outstretched “</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">&nbsp; By now Viktor works his fingers feverishly inside her sopping hole while his thumb circles wildly over her pearl.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor wondered how long it would be before she would call for him again.&nbsp; Viktor wouldn't answer her until he could feel her need and utter desperation to be fulfilled.&nbsp; Then he would show her the way to his house and his bed.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Show my your desire my pet show me your carnal desires, your obsessions” he cries out to her as she begins to tense once more..Viktor knew she stood at the abyss once more</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 14:21:47</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel’s moans grew louder as he slid his fingers inside her and began to finger her slick hole. He pulled away from her lips and turned his attention back to her neck and breasts, running his lips over them. Her mind was filled with his words of encouragement. She didn't really need them anymore and let her body fully experience all of the sensations she was feeling.<br><br>She groaned and arched her back dropping her bead back as she came closer and closer to her third orgasm. "Oh god, don’t stop" she moaned out, her chest heaving up and down as she breathed in and out deeply between her moans.<br><br>Ethel moaned out loudly when she finally came, his fingers still pumping in an out of her as she came, only lengthening her orgasm. When she could take no more she pulled herself away from his fingers and panted as she came down from her orgasm. She looked back up at him and seemed a bit speechless. Of all the times this night, the last had been the most intense.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>21-07-2012, 19:50:17</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor slows his thrusting arching his fingers up cupping them to get as much of her wetness on them as he could</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor than reaches up and smears her arousal all over her face.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“A reminder as you walk home what your body is capable of…”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He stands before her naked …Even now with most of his lust dissipated Viktor could not help but feeling for her.&nbsp; Despite her blindness she was still a comely creature and with the right attention she could be a very attractive woman…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor reaches down cupping her breast pinching her nipples</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“What if depravity and debauchery&nbsp; are my agendas? I have walked this earth for over 500 years I find a certainly satisfaction in reveling in the darkness of others.&nbsp; If you join with me I will have to take you hunting…It’s amazing what a person is capable of doing to stay alive.” Viktor brings the hand that had been in her puss up to Ethel’s mouth wondering if she would take the cue.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">She still had much to learn but being blind Viktor wasn’t quite sure other than showing her how he was going to train her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“ Later tonight or tomorrow when you are in bed I want you to imagine yourself naked and aroused”&nbsp; I am in the room but am not aware of your desires as I seem to preoccupied.&nbsp; Your needs are becoming an obsession yet I still do not rise to your callings”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“What would you do to get me in the same mood as you? Have you ever had unclean impure thoughts certainly you body must have awoken to something a scent perhaps… the caress of the wind on your face or breasts?”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor strokes her hair softly for a moment.&nbsp; “So my love are your somewhat satiated? Or does your body crave more?”&nbsp; He smiles toying with her breast</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“There is no right answer to that question in cause you are wondering”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 09:02:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt his sticky fingers on her face. She didn't need to guess to know what he had just smeared on her face. It was to serve as a reminder of this night. She felt his hands move to her breasts again and he spoke to her, telling her what may be in store for her if he allowed her to join her in immortality. "I suppose I would grow used to that side of you in time" she said softly and opened up her mouth, taking his fingers into her mouth and suckling on them, sucking her juices of his fingers. Her own cum tasted differently to his, she didn't know if she enjoyed it or not.<br><br>She heard his question and she pulled her mouth from his hand and said "I suppose that I would try to get you become hard, perhaps by stroking you, or using my mouth, provided I could find it on my own" she said softly.<br><br>She felt his hand on her breast, asking her is she still wanted more. She couldn't help but grin a little and said "I’m sure you could very easily get me in the mood once again" she said with a chuckle. Ethel looked up at him and said "But perhaps its best we call it a night, after all I’m still covered in all of this gunk" she said.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>22-07-2012, 21:00:04</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor nods thinking </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Ethel seemed ambivalent on the possibilities of a life of depravity and debauchery but it was still early in the process.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Perhaps you don’t quite understand” He begins “Yes you are covered in the juices from our bodies&nbsp; if you wish more pleasure its is your for the asking.&nbsp; I would expect it though I must admit this room is not well suited for a prolonged journey into the world of passion and pleasure.&nbsp; “</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks over and picks up Ethel’s dress.&nbsp; He helps her to put it on </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I hope these moods and cravings become more intense enough that&nbsp; &nbsp;they drive you to do things a nice girl would normally not do.&nbsp; In the meanwhile I would like the pleasure of your company for a dinner .&nbsp; Would it be more appropriate to dine in a private or public setting since you are blind.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor watches her as he begins to put his own clothes on.&nbsp; He would walk her partway home.&nbsp; Then he would leave her until she called for him again.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor still had business to attend to this evening… nasty unfinished business.&nbsp; He had followed one of Capone’s men home the other night.&nbsp; It seemed that this man had a lovely wife and daughter.&nbsp; Viktor would have to despoil one if not both before he killed the man outright.&nbsp; It was a bad business alright but at least Viktor would feast in the process in fact he would bring the man’s body to this very room.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>23-07-2012, 15:24:30</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">When he handed her dress to her, Ethel took the chance to clean herself up a bit. She walked over to where she had remembered leaving her purse and pulling out a cloth she began to wipe her face clean. She would most definitely be in need of a bath when she got home. She listened to him as she put the dress back on, leaving the corset off and she put it inside her bag. She turned to him when he said that he would like her company for dinner.<br><br>"I have grown accustomed to eating while being blind, it’s up to you if you would rather a public or private place" she said softly. It had taken her quite some time to get used to that aspect of her blindness. It had driven her mad when she had been a child. Just eating her meals for the day became a daily chore, she hated it. It was probably the more humiliating things about her condition, but as with all things it soon became easier.<br><br>She slipped back into her shoes and picked up her bag ready to leave. She couldn't help but be surprised at herself. This whole situation seemed to be so very ....dirty? They had come here to this grim and dark place to extract sexual pleasure from one another and now they were leaving. They weren’t lovers, there were no feelings of affection between them, yet it still excited her. It was so very exhilarating. She could hardly wait for their next encounter. <br><br>Once she was finished dressing herself she turned to him and said "Would you please lead me to the exit"</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 03:05:32</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Certainly it would be my pleasure” Viktor replies taking her arm into his before leading her over to the stairs.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The two ascend in silence, Viktor reaches forward opening the door&nbsp; bringing her out into the cool night air.&nbsp; &nbsp;</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I’d like to escort you home although I am not ready to met your family just yet .&nbsp; I hope you understand” Viktor begins&nbsp; as the two stroll slowly down the sidewalk.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Long ago I wanted to be a doctor.&nbsp; Our village had been&nbsp; ravaged by sickness.&nbsp; &nbsp;I had even managed to obtain a seat at medical school .My life was just there before me. I was engaged&nbsp; o a beautiful young lady .&nbsp; Two nights before the wedding our village was attacked or as I am supposed to say now, we were visited by a family of vampires who for reasons still unknown to me were starving for blood.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Most of the men were either too weak or small in numbers to fight back not that they could.&nbsp; The vampires sensing their sickness went around them seeking healthier donors.&nbsp; My fiancée was one of them.&nbsp; I arrived too late to save her.&nbsp; I plead even begged for her life thinking it that restoring it was in a vampire’s power instead I was taken as a progeny.&nbsp; Feeling betrayed I killed the one who gave me immortal life and was banned from our community until the great war a hundred years later.. By then my family was dead I was the last of the soon to be forgotten generation ..Cut off because it was suspected I had a hand in her death.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“During the war I managed to save some of my people and was pardoned but it is a stigma that I will carry for all time that I was shunned by my own family for having a hand in killing one that I loved”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He looks over at her “What is your story my young Raven?”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>25-07-2012, 13:19:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel listened to his story. It seemed that even though he did not show it, he'd had quite the tragic past. She sympathised with him, even if he didn't want it or asked for it. "It sounds like you have had quite a sad past" she said softly.<br><br>He asked about her past and she paused for a moment thinking. She had never really told anyone how she had become blind. Even the friend's she'd had in the past didn't know the whole story. She took a breath and she said "When I was very young, about 5 or 6, my father worked on a construction sites around the city. My mother would send me with his lunch every day. I always loved seeing my father on his break. He always seemed so happy to see his little girl running towards him with a bag of goodies from home" she said with a smile.<br><br>"But one day, there was an accident. As always I brought my father his lunch, and we found a secluded spot on the site and we sat down on the floor. Even though all the food was meant for him, he'd always share it with me. It was all going well, until disaster struck. One of the main beams supporting the room collapsed, and building began to collapse around us. In a mad scramble me and my father tried to get out from underneath the roof. The glass in the windows shattered into a hundred pieces and as me and my father scrambled to safety, some of it landed in my eyes. Only a few small pieces, but enough to cut and damage my eyes enough to leave me with bloodies eyes and forever without vision"<br><br>"I could hardly see a thing, but I felt my father grab me around the waist and drive to the edge of the building, and push me out of harm’s way. He was crushed by the building. They tried to rescue him, and for some time he did live, but his injuries were too much for him. He succumbed to them a week later. My eyes healed, but they never truly healed. The doctors gave me hope for a while, but I soon realised that I would never see again" she said softly.<br><br>She looked quite upset at the end of her tale. She sniffled a little bit and wiped her eyes and said "I'm sorry, it’s difficult for me to talk about it" she said softly.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 02:54:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor listens quietly </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Well then my dear we both have suffered in live then haven’t we? I am sorry for the loss of your father especially in those circumstances”&nbsp; Viktor realizes they were approaching&nbsp; a place where he needed&nbsp; to part company.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“We shall do dinner then.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will summons you when the time is appropriate” Viktor slows looking around as if he senses something&nbsp; is not what it’s supposed to be</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I am expecting you to call for me as well… soon I hope..I will answer you even in my sleep”&nbsp; Viktor says stopping at the intersection.&nbsp; Whatever raised the hair on the back of his head had passed as quickly as it had come.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“”I hope you understand that this relationship we have is not a normal one nor shall it ever be… If you become my progeny then you are a part of me I will always have some control over you.&nbsp; I intend to push you out of your normal spaces take you to places you don’t belong either physically of morally…This game of passion that I will play with you will continue to unfold and perhaps become darker&nbsp; do you think you will want to journey down that path? “&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Are you are religious woman? “ He asks then quickly adds</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Faith can be an obstacle if it conflicts with our families beliefs…If yours is strong then we should dialog…”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor stands at the intersection holding on to her arm.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"This is where we part company,&nbsp; I sense your house is another block down this street if I am wrong&nbsp; I’ll be happy to escort you across the street.&nbsp; Be careful I sense something in the air only…”&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Somewhere down the street Viktor could feel danger approaching.&nbsp; “Quickly we must move!"&nbsp; he shouts almost pulling her off her feet only his voice is broken by the screech of tires.&nbsp; Viktor pulls Ethel into a doorway as a vehicle screeches by spraying bullets as Viktor shields the hapless girl.&nbsp; No sooner had it started then it was done.&nbsp; The Black sedan wheels down a side street and is gone.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">It was the very man Viktor was going to stalk later only the hunter had now become the hunted.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor helps her to her feet.&nbsp; "I’m sorry he meant to kill me you just happened to be in my company are you OK?”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>26-07-2012, 13:23:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel nodded when he said that they would dine together in the future. "I'll await your call" she said softly. He told her he expected her to call on him in the future. She nodded and said "I expect I will".<br><br>He then moved on to elaborate more about their relationship, telling her of the things that were to come and what trials she could face. She responded by saying "I'm ready to take that path, god knows I've walked down this one long enough" she said softly.<br><br>He asked her about her faith and she shook her head and said "I believe in god, but I'm no nun, as much as my mother may want me to be". It was true that her mother had suggested to her that she perhaps take up a life in a convent and devote her life to the worship of god. Her mother had felt that it would be a better life then living alone for her whole life. Ethel had disagreed.<br><br>He stopped for a moment holding her before he told her that this was where they would part ways. She nodded and was about to thank him for walking her this far, but she never got a chance to get the words out of her mouth. The sound of gun shots made her panic and cry out as she hoisted her up and quickly carried her inside a doorway. Her heart was going a mile a minute and she breathed heavily as he explained.<br><br>"I'm fine, but what do you mean they wanted to kill you? Why? I don’t understand" she said in a panicked voice. What could he have possibly done to warrant his death? </span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 02:21:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor helps Ethel to her feet.&nbsp; "The man with the tommy gun is a gentleman by the name of Mad Jimmy Holmes.&nbsp; He has a lovely daughter and an equally lovely wife. I know because I have seen them both when I followed them home.&nbsp; Tonight they will go to the restaurant to meet him just like they always do but sadly neither will make their date”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"I’ll kidnap his wife and daughter and take them to the very room you and I just left and there I’ll tie them up after I cut off their clothes with a razor."</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I’ll leave Mad Jimmy&nbsp; a message to meet me and when he does I’ll take him to&nbsp; see his wife and daughter only they will be ties up blindfolded gagged&nbsp; and naked …I’m not sure if I will fuck either or both it won’t matter since Mad jimmy will assume the worse.&nbsp; &nbsp;I will make him beg for the lives of his girls otherwise I will kill one and then the other …if he does beg I will kill him instead and allow his family to go free as a reminder that when you don’t play by the rules there are penalties to pay.”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks a bit with Ethel on his arm.&nbsp; “Can you live with a man as cruel as I can be?” he says looking over at her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Now I must part company…I have another thirty minutes before the two women leave the house.&nbsp; You know how to summons me.&nbsp; I had lots of fun tonight by the way I’m hoping for more“&nbsp; &nbsp;Viktor says kissing Ethel on the cheek letting go of her arm</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>27-07-2012, 14:58:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel listened to him explain what was going on, but even after he had finished she was still left with more questions for him to answer. She couldn't understand why this man needed to die. He asked her if she could live with a man as cruel as he was and she looked at him and said "Maybe if I understood your reasoning behind the things you do, perhaps I could. But I’m and outsider looking in, I don’t have the right to make judgements before having heard the whole story" she said softly. She could not understand what this man had done that would warrant his death, or the death of his family. She had been sheltered for most of her life and was blind to the harshness of the world. Victor would be the one to show her how terrible people really could be to one another.<br><br>They then parted ways once more and he moved in to kiss her cheek before telling her that he had enjoyed himself. She couldn't help but smile and said "I'm glad it wasn't wasted time then". She then bid him goodnight before turning and leaving to walk down the street to her home. When she arrived in front of her door, she took extra care to be make her entry quite. She then began to run herself a bath. If her mother woke up and saw her, it could be easily explained.<br><br>She washed herself clean of the nights frivolities before getting dressed in her night gown and getting into bed, her body finally allowing her some rest.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>28-07-2012, 19:52:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor turns and walks in the opposite direction as soon as Ethel had disappeared out of his sight.&nbsp; She was an interesting woman that he had to admit “intriguing” actually as he thought on it.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks purposely towards The Rialto Theater another four blocks away.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He could have used a car but in this part of the city it was much easier to move on foot.&nbsp; He had already seen the Wife and daughter leaving their house on one other occasion.&nbsp; Falling in behind them Viktor uses his “powers” to get the two women to turn down a deserted alley.&nbsp; He passed them on by as they re-emerge&nbsp; a few minutes later looking slightly confused.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks on knowing know how he was going to kidnap them.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy Holmes lived in a nice part of the city but still once on the sidewalk no matter how nice the house, one was still in public. So it was with Joan and her daughter Kathryn.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The movie was “The Thief of Bagdad” starring Douglas Fairbanks.&nbsp; Viktor wanted to see Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde but sadly that movie wasn’t going to be shown for another few days</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">As he had done before he waits in the murky shadows until the two women emerge from the house.&nbsp; This time of night it wasn’t hard to mingle in with the others on o the sidewalk.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Only the two once more turn down a side street for some unexplained reason since the theater was only a block away.&nbsp; Viktor turns the corner behind them.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“That’s right my children just keeping walking&nbsp; ...Up ahead is an alley way I want the two of you to turn into it” he says to them with his thoughts</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Hours later Mad Jimmy is sitting at Nick’s Italian restaurant he glance down at his watch Joan was never this late.&nbsp; The movie was out an hour ago.. His thoughts are interrupted when a waiter approaches him</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Sir I believe you have a call at the maître’ d’s station “Jimmy looks up at him perplexed but follows the man to where the phone was&nbsp; laying on the podium .</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Yeah” Jimmy says in a gruff voice</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You wife has got a really nice set of tits I can see why you married her” the voice at the other end begins</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>31-07-2012, 02:40:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Who the hell is…” Jimmy shouts only Viktor interrupts him.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I know because I just fondled them .I’ve got your daughter as well I haven’t cut her clothes off yet but I will l I can even have her panties sent to the restaurants if you want to see em for yourself you pompous prick.&nbsp; “ Viktor replies</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You might as well enjoy your dinner cause its either gonna be your last or that of your wife and daughter.” Viktor continues</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Meet me by the Rialto and come alone.&nbsp; I’ll know if you don’t then I’ll kill your wife first then your daughter then I’m coming after you…You got five minutes Asshole…Click” the phone went dead..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Mad Jimmy walks back into the dining room&nbsp; &nbsp;He grabs his overcoat storms out of the restaurant.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The Rialto was only a block away.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy was so pissed he couldn’t see straight. . “Whoever this prick thinks he is I’m going to cut his nuts off and make him eat them&nbsp; before I put a bullet into his head” He thinks.&nbsp; Jimmy feels the weight of his 38 it was light but it would do.&nbsp; Jimmy knew he had a round chambered.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“By the time he got there the Rialto was deserted already since the show had let out. Almost an hour ago&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Mad Jimmy walks up to the ticket booth and looks around impatiently</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Over here” says a voice.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy reaches for the pistol in his overcoat his hand clamps around the pistol grip.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Well you come here” Viktor says his 45 already leveled at the man’s chest</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor could see quite well at night but he knew Mad Jimmy couldn’ ..No sooner had he steeping into the darkness Viktor slips a hood over his head than reaches for his gun.&nbsp; &nbsp;The next thing Viktor does is grab his hand cuffs and cuffs Jimmy’s hands..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor grabs the cuffs and starts dragging the man down the alley only to turn down another until he is at the basement.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 01:38:26</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So here we are one big happy family” Viktor begins…So Joan any parting words&nbsp; to your dear husband”&nbsp; Viktor begins</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“The words Jimmy heard in his head were Joan’s </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Don’t let them hurt us Jimmy they have Kathryn as well!!!” His wife wails in a pleading voice</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy stiffens not knowing where to look since the voices seems to be inside his head</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You hurt them and I’ll make you eat your own balls.”Mad Jimmy shouts out&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor laughs </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Brave words for a hooded, handcuffed man with no weapon. “ Viktor replies moving around to his front.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“This is a simple arrangement…. you got $50,000 of my families money.&nbsp; You’ve been playing outside the lines Mr. Holmes.&nbsp; You’re in the wrong sandbox and you’re taking money that isn’t yours” Viktor begins.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Fuck you Pollack” Mad Jimmy spits out.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> Viktor smiles “I’m Lithuanian..Our family is Lithuanian…now you can posture and while you’re doing that let me go and see how big your daughter’s tits are? Joan’s are a very nice size..”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Don’t you dare you animal” Jimmy says lurching forward to Viktor’s sound but Viktor wasn’t there instead Jimmy hits his head on the side of the coal bin.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Nice try Mr.&nbsp; Holmes..now let’s get down to business ..the lives of your girls for the money you stole ..we know Capone doesn’t have it”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“OH yeah what makes you so sure” Jimmy groans pushing himself to his knees.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Because you haven’t given it to him yet” Viktor replies walking around Jimmy he lets fly with a well aimed kick to the big man’s groin.&nbsp; Mad Jimmy collapse to the floor with a groan…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Are we freelancing Mr. Holmes?.. OHH that would be a very bad thing..especially if your boss found out so I’m going to offer you a deal….. $50,000 for your wife and your daughter’s freedom.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Fat chance how do I know you’re not going to Welch on the deal?” </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy replies rolling over on his back </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You don’t but what you can expect if you refuse is that your wife and daughter can earn some of that money back as our whores… not a fair trade but….”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You’d never get away with it” Jimmy moans trying to sit up</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Oh we wouldn’t pimp them here we’re not that stupid we’d sell them to the Chinese ..The Chinese love round eye pussy…now enough of this bullshit am I gonna sell them? or are you going to buy them for 50K”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“OK you win let me talk to my wife”&nbsp; Jimmy retorts</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“She’s been gagged but she can hear you”&nbsp; Viktor replies.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“The pantry has got a loose floorboard in the corner”&nbsp; Jimmy begins “bring the cloth bag”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“OK daughter goes momma stays here for collateral” Viktor says.,.&nbsp; He walks out of the room back upstairs and out on the street all it took was phone call.&nbsp; Viktor waited by the phone booth five minutes later the phone in it rings..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“We got the money” the voice on the other ends says</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor just hangs p the receiver and returns to the door I in the alley making his way to another room in the same basement he opens it .</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Inside Joan and Kathryn were sitting.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You can return home now it is safe the danger has passed” the voice inside their head says” The two woman&nbsp; stand wand walk out the door up the stairs and into the night.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor returns to the room where Mad Jimmy was in.&nbsp; by now he was sitting upright on the floor with his back against the coal bin.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks over to where he sat tearing off his hood.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Where’s my wife?” Jimmy shouts seeing the room was empty save Viktor. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“She is walking home with your daughter I imagine ” Viktor replies&nbsp; feeling his teeth begin to grow.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">What are you going to do with me?” Jimmy says realizing the end was near.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Kill you of course” Viktor replies squatting down next to the man…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Jimmy moves his head forward silently </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Oh it won’t be a bullet “ Viktor replies sinking his fangs into Jimmy’s jugular”</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">After Viktor stuffs the body into the cooal bin he communicates with Ethel.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"It went well my pet..Dream of the pleasure you experienced tonight"</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>02-08-2012, 10:08:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel was fast asleep as Victor terrorised Mad Jimmy and his family. In her sleep she heard his thoughts in her mind. It wasn't enough to awaken her, but her subconscious fully registered it, and she found herself beginning to dream about the events that had come to pass that night, as well as what was to come in the future.<br><br>When she awoke early the next morning, she found that her womanhood was slick with arousal. Her dreams had been enough to bring her to this state of arousal. She bit down on her lower lip and ran a hand down her body and down to her woman hood. Groaning softly she ran her fingers over and around her clit. She could feel her nipples stiffen underneath her night gown. Moaning softly she moved her second hand down and slid a single finger inside of her. She closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip as she arched her back and thought back to the other night.<br><br>She made sure to keep herself quite as she didn't want to wake her mother. She continued like this, feeling the pleasure build up inside of her, until she brought herself to an orgasm. It felt just as good as it had the night before, and she sank back into her bed. She moved her fingers back up to her lips and suckled them clean. She couldn't help but let out a little giggle at what she had done. <br><br>She quickly got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom, taking the time to clean herself. She then splashed walked over to the sink and turning on the water, she splashed her face, waking herself up. She then returned to her room and got dressed before heading back out to the kitchen. By this time her mother had woken up and she could hear her moving about the room, cooking breakfast. She could smell the bacon cooking and she found herself salivating. She had noticed that since she had drank Victor's blood, that her craving for meat had increased. <br><br>Ethel and her mother shared breakfast together, her mother sharing with her the gossip she had heard from some of her friends. Once she'd had her breakfast, Ethel headed out into the streets, selling her flowers again today until the sun began to fall.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>03-08-2012, 01:53:22</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor arose that night feeling particularly refreshed.&nbsp; Whether it was from feasting or eliminating part of the problem the family was having with the Capone syndicate Viktor wasn’t quite sure.&nbsp; It seemed evident that since most of the money had been recovered that Mad Jimmy was freelancing, however there were two men shaking down the businesses that had already paid out their protection money to the family.&nbsp; Evidently Mad Jimmy was the muscle and the brains if one could call it that but he had a lackey helping him no doubt.&nbsp; The same guy who was driving the car When Jimmy tried gunning Viktor down on the sidewalk.&nbsp; The problem was Viktor didn’t know who the lackey was but the lackey know Viktor…The good thing was Capone would be none the wiser..If these guys were skimming they sure as hell weren’t going to admit it…All Viktor had to worry about was the lackey trying to avenge his partner’s death&nbsp; even though no one would really know what did happen to Mad Jimmy.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Just before sunrise His body was thrown into an open gave in a west side cemetery&nbsp; and covered with dirt ..later that day Mrs. Daisy Redmond would be laid in the same open grave that had been prepared for her and there the two bodies would lie undisturbed for the rest of eternity.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor left his house through the alley way as was his habit.&nbsp; He could sense Ethel was not far away</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Do you lust for red meat and carnal pleasures my child?” he says to her in a light voice…</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I have family business I must attend to but I am sensitive to your cravings my pet”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks slowly out to the main street and stands for a moment allowing the sight smells and sounds of humanity to wash over him…Tonite there is no sense of danger but then Viktor wouldn’t expect any just yet.&nbsp; It would be another day before Mad Jimmy’s accomplice would realize they hunter fell prey to the hunted… In the meanwhile the small satchel Viktor carried&nbsp; ould be presented to Nicholas who no doubt would be grateful&nbsp; Viktor would be told to vacation someplace until things cooled down.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> Perhaps a few days with Ethel alone in the house? Viktor was still in the process of awakening her darker passions..Perhaps then she would make a fitting travel companion as his budding but willing mistress.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>03-08-2012, 12:10:10</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel could hear him speaking to her as she had been in the process of packing away her flowers. She couldn't help but grin slightly. She had never realised that their connection would be so deep. He told her he had business tonight, but he was well aware of what she wanted. Having heard this she doubted that she would see him tonight. She immediately found herself feeling a little disappointed. After having had a night of freedom, it would be a lacklustre evening to just go home and do nothing. <br><br>"Ahh well" she thought. She couldn't expect to be having fun every night. Packing away her crate of flowers she began to make her way home. She had brought in a modest amount. She found that a lot of people just gave her money for nothing because they took pity on her. She wished they bought something, at least that way it made her feel like she was actually doing something for herself and not just having things given to her.<br><br>She walked home and headed inside whereas always her mother was making dinner. Ethel put her flowers away into the storage room before taking her purse out of her pocket and putting down a portion of the money she had made for the day on the table for her mother. She sat down at the table and smiled as she smelled the food cooking. It seemed that her mother had opted to make a soup tonight. "Is that pumpkin, mum?" she asked. "Yes dear" her mother confirmed. She had thought so. Though it would not satisfy her craving for red meat, but it would suffice.<br><br>Once it was ready she and her mother dined together as per usual. It wasn't long after that they were both heading to bed, but Ethel found that she was not tired in the slightest. She lay in her bed and breathed out a sigh, bored out of her mind.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>03-08-2012, 22:06:29</strong>
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				&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Meanwhile</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor was at the social club with Nicholas.&nbsp; They were in a back room&nbsp; a private&nbsp; place reserved for conversations like the ones they were currently having.</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So there is another?” Nicholas says looking over at Viktor.</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor nods</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“If there are trouble it won’t be tonight…it’s too early “ he answers</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Will Capone declare war?” his friend queries</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor ponders the question </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“If he does that means he knew what Mad Jimmy was doing which means the syndicate crossed the lines,&nbsp; not just Mad Jimmy and his partner.&nbsp; I don’t think Capone knows what Mad Jimmy was really doing..If there is going to be repercussions it will be from Mad Jimmy’s partner…The problem is I don’t know who that person is…”</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Nicholas nods slowly</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So we wait until either Capone moves of this person tries to get even and reveals himself?”&nbsp; he asks Viktor</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Yes” Viktor replies</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Nicholas nods once more</span><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So” he says “You have a companion?” Viktor smiles </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“How did you know?”&nbsp; Viktor asks surprised since he had made no mention of the girl</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Nicholas laughs </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I can smell her on you” he replies</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Go spend some time with her..” Nicholas quickly adds “I will let you know if something happens” </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor smiles “Perhaps …She will call me when she is in need my friend… it is a blood bond..the connection is still forming I suspect…funny but she is blind”</span><br>&nbsp;<br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Blind?” Nicholas says surprised…”Does she have powers?”&nbsp; </span><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Viktor nods “Yes I think she does only she doesn’t realize them”</span><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Interesting “ Nicholas replies</span><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Later when Viktor is alone he speaks to her</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I sense your boredom my dear can you not imagine something&nbsp; a bit more exciting or erotic??” He begins</span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Imagine yourself a Roman goddess who must oversee an orgy of primal passion..A military victory… the wives and daughters of the vanquished are the trophy’s and you are to ensure the victorious are well rewarded you self included..Image it in vivid detail my child entertain and arouse me”</span><br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>04-08-2012, 10:49:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel was surprised when he spoke to her, she had not expected it. She smiled at the task he had given her, and immediately allowed herself to bring the fantasy to light in her mind. <br><br>She began to set the scene. It was to take place in a large banquet hall; a single long table ran the length of the room in the middle. On it were the freshest fruits, and best cooked meats, and cheeses that had all been made locally. The floor was made of white marble, the walls painted gold, banners of victory had been hung in celebration. In one corner music was being played by a quartet of musicians, but the sounds of passion overwhelmed them. Everywhere she turned; there was a man and woman making love, sometimes more. A rather large muscular man slammed a woman down on to the table as he took her, and she moaned for him like a bitch in heat, his cock sliding inside her with ease. Off to one side, a woman was being taken by two men at the same time, one in her ass, the other in her womanhood, and she was sandwiched between them both. She seemed to be experiencing unbelievable pleasure, as much as Ethel thought that taking a man in her ass would be quite painful. Right next to them, two women were servicing a man with their mouths, both eager to please. Along one wall, it seemed the female prisoners had been tied up for the men to use, but their resistance had long since melted away, and they all yearned for a man to take them. <br><br>Ethel began to look down at herself; she was dressed in a plain white toga, with a gold belt at her waist. Even though everyone in the room was being satisfied, she could feel that they all desired her, even the woman. She sat on a throne of gold with her legs crossed as she observed the room. It was then that a slave girl walked up to her, and kneeled in front of her. Slowly she pulled her toga to one side and began to kiss up her mistress’s leg, until she reached her woman hood. She kissed her clit, Ethel letting out a moan, before the woman got to work, making her sufficiently aroused. It was at that point that Ethel waved over a man, and he immediately stopped fucking the woman he was with and presented himself to her, the woman now sporting a disappointed point, only a second later to find herself now being fucked by another man entirely. <br><br>Ethel grinned at the man and stood up, and knocked him down to the floor, where she proceeded to mount him, and fuck herself until he reached her own orgasm. As she did, he felt the main move his hands to her breasts and rip away her toga so that he could see them, and feel them. She groaned as he did and continued to ride him. She didn't care about him, a slave girl could easily finish him off. Went she was done with him, she got up and walked away, sitting back on her throne.<br><br>Ethel soon found that she was becoming quite aroused in real life.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>05-08-2012, 06:29:52</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Well my pet” Viktor begins finding himself more than pleasantly surprised at Ethel’s thoughts and feelings</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Congratulations are in order...You have a natural sense of decadence and depravity my dear girl …What a wonderfully vivid scene you have so colorfully laid out for me”&nbsp; Viktor was about to leave the Social Club as it was late in the evening but perhaps his budding mistress had found a common thread??!</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor had to admit secretly he was impressed.&nbsp; She was still a virgin after all…Sequestered from the dirty underbelly of most of the plain affairs of living in these times…no doubt she was&nbsp; ridiculed…a true wall flower&nbsp; yet she had a sense of the darker side of human nature although she was physically blind to it...Still somewhere deep in her psyche she understood.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor continues to talk to her</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I suspect that your mind being capable of such deliciously wicked thoughts has now likewise awakened your body…I sense your loins are vibrant and in need of stimulation.&nbsp; So with the image of you a goddess presiding and orchestrating a roman orgy can you mange something of a lessor scale? …It involves the slave girls you mention almost fleetingly two in this case.&nbsp; I have a task I must fulfill one that I would love to partner with you on…”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I would want you to dress the part of a primal sexual creature in a goddess guise.&nbsp; We will then journey to meet the newly widowed wife and daughter of the man I have vanquished the man who tried to kill you and I but failed.&nbsp; I intend to return the money to them unawares as a bounty…Still they are easily manipulated as it seem the Mr. Holmes regularly beat his wife...No doubt she and her daughter are natural submissives willing to do most anything one might suggest&nbsp; since they were the bait that allowed me to ensnare my prey.. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“My quest for you is to accept your role at their Mistress and I your master for this evening’s festivities.&nbsp; I want you to derive physical and sexual pleasure from their unconditional servitude which I will make them bend to your will.&nbsp; You may share me if you wish make them pleasure me as I expect you to make them cater to your every whim.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It is the level of decadence and depravity that you wield that which interests me.&nbsp; Enough that I wish to witness it firsthand for if I give you eternal life I am your only master you swill submit to none other than I.&nbsp; The mortals who walk this ground with us are beneath you…Use them for what they were intended to be which are simple sources of nourishment and physical pleasure.” </span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 10:26:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethel listened to him speak and she blushed when he said he was surprised. She had surprised herself to be honest, she had never thought about anything like that before, let alone an orgy. He continued to speak, telling her of his plans and how she factored into them. Thinking about that was one thing, but actually doing them was another. What he suggested was so taboo, so frowned upon by society, yet oddly exhilarating. She could feel the excitement building up within her, and her arousal only spurred her on. She was ready to explore the more base aspects of life. She didn't want to wait anymore.&nbsp; <br><br>There was only one problem. "I have nothing to wear that’s like the garb of a roman goddess" she thought, knowing he would hear it. She blushed as she moved her hand down to her womanhood and saw how wet she was. Her arousal had grown to the point where she was well and truly ready to take a man inside her, but alas, she would have to wait it seemed. She groaned as her fingers made contact with her lower lips, and she couldn't help but gently stroke her outer lips, teasing herself. <br><br>She then closed her eyes again and thought "Where should I meet you?" as she slowly slide a finger in-between her lips, and ran her finger gently over her slick clit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>07-08-2012, 13:23:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor laughs when Ethel worries about not having exactly the right thing to wear.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Silly girl it’s the goddess attitude I want, not the garb my child..Your roman goddess dress shall reflect a more modern theme…Select your sexiest corset as you have before,&nbsp; keeping in mind that a brassiere simply will not do nor any panties .&nbsp; You may wear stockings and garters I would suggest you&nbsp; bring your heels in a bag .&nbsp; You can put them on when I meet you.&nbsp; I want you to make yourself up&nbsp; if you can.... dark eyes, cherry red lips but perhaps since you are blind that is beyond your capacity.&nbsp; Your slaves can do it for you.&nbsp; Rouge your nipples and aureoles powder trim or shave your cunt since it will be the object of affection for all in the room again if it is beyond you they stand ready to cater to your every whim. </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">I have been by the house and have awoken them.&nbsp; Joan was a beaten wife she understands Mad jimmy won’t be hurting her or her daughter any longer instead of sadness of his passing there is joy in their house.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Kathryn had just turned sixteen. Mad Jimmy evidently was going to have her share his bed&nbsp; for the occassion .&nbsp; So his demise has been a godsend to them both for which they are eternally grateful.&nbsp; They are expecting us&nbsp; tonight.&nbsp; Joan has been instructed to wear something as sexy and revealing as you and is prepared to present her daughter for your bidding.&nbsp; so Ethel you are going to orchestrate your own passion play my dear.&nbsp; There will be four players:&nbsp; You, Mrs. Holmes, her virgin daughter Kathryn and myself.&nbsp; As you are my queen I will be there to do your bidding .We shall talk more but you have some work to do.&nbsp; When you are ready walk towards the Rialto theater.&nbsp; Their house is only a block away from it.&nbsp; We shall talk more when I see you” Viktor says inside Ethel’s mind</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Then he adds</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I sense your budding lust my pet…Build it to a feverish pitch then let it simmer … use the frustration of your passion to guide your judgments tonight allow your darkness to color your moods.&nbsp; Made your willing slaves indulge in the same decadence and depravity they would if they were slaves in the orgy you just presided over.&nbsp; They expect it believe me”</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>08-08-2012, 15:33:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethel listened to all of his instructions. She blushed in her embarrassment when he called her silly and further clarified what he had meant, and continued on with further instructions, assuring her that her two "slaves" would only be happy to serve her. "I will see you there soon" she thought as he told her where to meet him. She grinned when he told her to continue building her arousal, something she was only happy to comply with, continuing to tease herself by running her fingers around the sensitive nub. <br><br>Once she had worked herself into a feverish arousal, she stopped, groaning as she did. She then threw herself out of her bed and walked to the bathroom. She would never be able to put on makeup properly herself, but she was able to see to her own cleanliness and shaved herself. After about 15 minutes she was left with a hairless womanhood. She then walked back to her room and to her dresser and out of the drawers she pulled out the second corset she had purchases the other day. This one was also made from silk, but it was striped with black and silver. She laced it up as best she could, the garment hugging her figure, creating a curvaceous silhouette. She remembered he had told her to rouge her nipples, and she found herself wondering why, but she didn't question it, and lightly applied some rouge to her nipples. <br><br>She then pulled on a pair of black stockings and attached them to her garters, before slipping into a black silk dress. She brushed her hair and put it up into a loose bun, before she grabbed her coat and bag and made her way out of her home quietly. It wasn't long before she was standing in front of the Rialto theatre with her can in hand. She had opted to stand across the street, as to not get in the way of the other patrons. She could feel her wetness in between her legs, and she swore some of it had begun to roll down her thigh. She hoped that he would arrive soon.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>09-08-2012, 03:46:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Ethel didn’t have to wait too long since Viktor had been trailing her since she had past the Holmes residence a few blocks earlier.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Besides there was a pronounced sense of arousal in her, all Viktor had to do was follow the heat source… she was radiating that much passion.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I am in your presence my child” his says to her wordlessly as she stops realizing this was her point of rendezvous.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor strolls up to her taking her arm in the crook of his he turns her back in the direction she came.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So my queen “ he says in his normal voice.. You have two willing subjects that are eagerly awaiting your beckon call.&nbsp; All you need to is tell them your needs..You may be graphic for the act itself certainly would overshadow the words.” Viktor begins matching his steps with hers&nbsp; as they walk he continues</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I expect you to be uncompromising during this evening’s performance.&nbsp; &nbsp;I expect you to be demanding as well as overtly sexual and exacting as well&nbsp; for if I sense compassion at your own expense over theirs&nbsp; it is you I will hold accountable not those whose serve you.. unless you&nbsp; made your wishes known.&nbsp; In that case their punishment will be swift and relentless …you need not lift a finger.&nbsp; “</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“My cock is at your bidding if you wish my lover…If you desire me&nbsp; to take you in the heat of passion I shall as long as you make your servants&nbsp; watch our copulation.&nbsp; If you desire that I deprive the youngest daughter of her maidenhead&nbsp; you shall only direct it… I shall do so willingly but with the caveat that you demand that the mother observe her daughter’s deflowering as&nbsp; a sample of your depravity …In addition,&nbsp; I shall expect from my queen, if she is to set by my side that if you direct I fuck the daughter&nbsp; then I must mount her mother as well with her off spring in full attendance..&nbsp; But these are my desires not yours.&nbsp; Your singular purpose tonight is to allow me to see your sense of decadence… depravity and the profane not mine for I am overly familiar with my own darkness it is yours that piques my curiosity.&nbsp; I may only be the voyeur if that is the role you will assign me.. I will tell you there are items in the house you may put to good use… fresh vegetables such as cucumbers, zucchini even eggplant if you are so bold…the women eagerly await you…”</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor takes in the night air just ahead on the left was the Brownstone with the door light on.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You may wish to put on your high heels.... let them hear&nbsp; the sound of your footsteps approaching” Viktor says softly stopping&nbsp; Ethel at the foot of the stairs.</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>11-08-2012, 12:12:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel could hear his voice in her mind when he finally arrived at the meeting spot. She felt him take her arm and turn her around and lead her away from the theatre. She couldn't help but smile slightly when he called her his queen. She had never imagined herself a queen, the notion seemed ludicrous, yet here she was given the role of a queen to play. She only hoped she could live up to his expectations. She listened to him speak, telling her that tonight she would get whatever she wanted, all she would need to do would be to ask for it. <br><br>She spoke softly and said "I don’t know how I will feel about it later in the night after I meet these two women, but right now, all I want is for you to take me and make me a woman" she said as they walked. The arousal that she had built up had reached its peak, all she wanted was for her to push her up against a wall somewhere and properly take her womanhood, but he wanted to get a deeper insight into her mind. She supposed she would have to go along with it, after all, he had gone to all the trouble of finding her some very much willing women. <br><br>They paused for a moment, giving her time to fish out her heels from her bag and put them on before he helped her down the stairs to the basement, her sound of her heels echoing off the walls. She couldn't see if the mother and daughter pair were here, or where they were, but she was sure it wouldn't be long before she would be able to locate them. She wondered if they would see her blindness as weakness, well she imagined she would have to so them that she was most definitely not weak. She would be a queen, powerful, majestic, and beautiful. She would command these women, and if they did not obey, well she was sure that Victor would be happy to dole out punishment.</span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>12-08-2012, 20:13:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-family: verdana;" class="bbc_font">“You need to make this evening your own my queen” Viktor begins reaching out and fondling her breasts unashamedly.<br><br>“Tonight you are the queen of Eros.&nbsp; You embody the lady of wickedness….sin… debauchery… depravity and decadence that all humans seem to have hidden somewhere deep in their souls.&nbsp; Joan and her daughter Katherine eagerly await your arrival for they know you will free them tonight of any sense of decorum or normalcy… By doing so perhaps they might find closure with their hellish life under Mad Jimmy Holmes.&nbsp; I have made the situation a bit more poignant for neither knows that he is no longer alive.&nbsp; I have told them both instead that he is in hiding for one of his many crimes and that either daughter or mother must join him…Tonight shall be a contest for the loser will be a companion to mad Jimmy.&nbsp; An interesting scenario since each loathe the man in their own way..<br><br>Viktor steps in closer to Ethel kissing her neck tenderly…his hand slides down to her rounded bottom pushing her hips into his so that she can feel his hardness.<br><br>“I have also sown the seeds if distrust in each of theirs mind….. Katherine senses her mother was going to make her own daughter sleep with her father so she would not have too… Mother thinks daughter is plotting with her father against her and so it begins…I expect an evening of sexual decadence.&nbsp; &nbsp;You may take my cock any time you wish though privately I would hope you will allow me to mount each&nbsp; of you at some point but that is your call for I am your subject.&nbsp; I shall be the enforcer of any punishment you mete out based on even the smallest of transgressions.&nbsp; I have already requested Mad Jimmy’s leather strap…. Candles… clothes pins and lengths of rope even a hair brush...You may of course imagine something more sinister for getting their attention.&nbsp; Make them arouse you and each other to a fevered pitch… If you wish to twist the moment allow the daughter to take rein over the mother….make mother daughter lovers.... if need be make them unsatisfied wanton whores ...for that shall be your role…. for the more you revel in their profanity the more I shall revel in yours..”<br><br>“I sense your lust is fervent my love give it no bounds. .Your temple of passion lies just above us. .Their house shall be their brothel..”<br>“Now shall we go enjoy ourselves at the expense of your newfound slaves?”<br><br>“I shall introduce you and then you may make yourself your wants and needs known to all of us”</span><br>&nbsp;<br>(http://www.nndb.com/people/505/000032409/joan-leslie-1-sized.jpg)&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;(http://www.danielpageon.dsl.pipex.com/assets/images/Katherine_Pageon_1.jpg)<br>&nbsp;<br>Joan&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Katherine&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>15-08-2012, 14:14:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel felt his hand move to her breasts and he began to fondle them, right on this houses doorstep. He continued to speak, outlining the how situation. He had managed to play the two women against each other like puppets. Part of her felt sorry for them, the rest of her wanted to continue the game that he had started. He stepped closer to her, pressing his lips against her neck, while moving his hand to her rear and pulling their lower halves together. She could through his trousers that he was just as aroused as she was. She wondered how he could express so much control when all he truly must have wanted would be to relive himself.<br><br>She groaned softly and said "You truly are a devil" as he teased her. She knew that they would both get great enjoyment from this night, all he was doing was making her impatience grow. She knew she was ready to begin their game. When he asked her if she was ready to introduce her to the two women she nodded and said "Let’s go inside then. I'll try to play my role as best as I can" she said.<br><br>She then grinned and said "And don’t worry, I’m sure you will to find yourself satisfied tonight" she said. She could his footsteps on the deck as he moved to the door and opened it and stepped inside the house. She stepped in after him, her anticipation growing. This would be one of the many times that she wished she had her sight, but alas she did not, it would only serve to make this whole game far more interesting, for she and victor, and for the two women. She would get to know the two women with her hands, and not her eyes, she assumed that it would be far more exhilarating for both parties. Already in her mind she was contemplating all of the things she could have the women two. Clearly they were not above incest since they had both agreed to be a part of this. She wondered how far she could push them. She was sure she could find o</span>ut.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>16-08-2012, 01:13:41</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor kisses her playing with her bottom as he does.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He takes her hand and leads her back up to the sidewalk..There they take the few remaining steps up to the front door..Viktor knocks three times hearing the click of heels on the other side moving towards the door.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">It was Joan who answered it..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Please sir..Mistress you are expected” she says standing aside looking past them making sure no one else was watching…Joan had been very careful applying her makeup this evening …she wore a ballroom gown… one that Mad Jimmy had ripped so that the slit&nbsp; along her thigh which was initially mid thigh&nbsp; was ripped clear up to her waist..She had done some repair but left the new tear intact.&nbsp; Joan wore her tallest heels the ones jimmy really liked and had put her hair up to showcase the dangling earrings…Joan was also unbuttoned so that the shape of her naked breasts were more than evident..Funny but she was looking forward to whatever this man whose thoughts&nbsp; seemed to commanded her&nbsp; to do…Katherine had decided on a totally different look having put her hair up in pigtails she opted for the innocent&nbsp; girl look knowing exactly the opposite was in store…Like her mother the thoughts inside her head&nbsp; seemed natural and now sitting in front of the mirror upstairs she applies the fire red lip stick …The one singular deviation to her otherwise unblemished wholesome&nbsp; look except that like her mother what she wore on the outside differed drastically to what was worn underneath..Things her father was beginning to buy for her before he suddenly disappeared..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor takes Ethel into the living room where everything has been prepared..wines… liquor..Even copies of Mad Jimmy’s girlie magazines were laid out on the coffee table..The room had almost a bordello look to it…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Joan may I present you mistress you may call her that&nbsp; or Lady Eros…I think you understand that decency, decorum, compassion&nbsp; or other normal laudable qualities will not be tolerated from this point on…My lady is on trial herself…For I am to gauge her sense of depravity and decadence…you and your daughter are&nbsp; tools to that end no one myself included are exempt for my lady’s whims… As I’ve told you both whichever of you fail to meet that mark will get the chance to redeem your selves with Mad Jimmy who is in hiding.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I will do anything !!! I mean anything not to be with that monster “ Joan hisses “ The pompous prick&nbsp; &nbsp;wanted a taste of my daughter’s ass I think he should have it..she doesn’t know diddly she is still a virgin for chrissakes… let her father teach her to be a fucking whore” Joan smiles&nbsp; “Or the two of you can “</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Besides I already know how ”&nbsp; she says&nbsp; reaching for Ethel’s had she rubs it on her cheek before kissing it then sucking each of&nbsp; the fingers&nbsp; one at a time.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 12:03:40</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel entered the home after Victor and she heard Joan close the door behind them. Judging from the way the woman was speaking her daughter was not in their presence. She didn't know how any mother could come to loathe her daughter so much. She imagined that victor must have had a hand in this. She had not expected what came next. Joan took her hand and ran it over face before she began to suck on her fingers. The woman was definitely easy to please. The prospect of having to join her husband in exile seemed to disgust her. She wanted to show just how much of a whore she could be. Ethel could not help but let out a grin. She pulled her hand away from her lips before sliding three of her fingers back into her mouth and down her throat making the woman gag on them. "I'll be the judge of that" she said. <br><br>Ethel pulled her hand away after a few moments and she dropped her back onto the floor and slid out of her coat letting it fall to the floor. She then stepped forward and placed her hands on the woman’s shoulders, an innocent gesture at first. She then began to run her hands down the woman’s body. She first moved down her breasts. She noted that they were nicely sized as she squeezed them before moving on. She then slid her hands down to her sides and around her back to the woman’s rear. Pulling her close with both her hands groping her ass she grinned and said "You seemed to have a very pleasing body" she said. She moved her hands back up to her breasts and began to grope them before moving one hand around to the back of Joan’s head and pulled her in for a kiss. From the way Joan reacted she was very eager, and slid her tongue into Ethel’s mouth almost instantly, before pulling Ethel’s tongue into her mouth and began to suckle on it.<br><br>As she did Ethel moved her hands to the collar of her dress, where the buttons met in the middle. Instead of undoing them all, she simply pulled the dress open with her arms, and in the process tearing some of the fabric and popping some of the buttons in the violent removal. She pulled away from the kiss and moved her hands down to the woman’s naked breasts and began to play with her nipples. "Is that how you kiss your husband when he fucks you?" she asked her as she pinched her nipples, feeling them become hard. She then moved her head down her ran her tongue over the woman’s nipple and said "Or is it all just for me?" she said smirking.<br><br>She then pulled away from the woman and said "Where’s your daughter, we can't have you having too much of a head start, it would hardly be fair" she said and using her hands she reached out and she could feel the fabric of the couch. It was not very far. Using her hand as a guide she walked around it and sat down on the plush seat with her legs crossed as she awaited her daughters arrival. </span><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>17-08-2012, 22:28:53</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Of course&nbsp; my lady forgive me I was being selfish” Joan says&nbsp; already flushed from the brief exchange…Joan&nbsp; had never had these feeling before the overwhelming sense of Euphoria and excitement especially towards another woman but even that&nbsp; seemed to only make it that more exciting..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Then there was the mysterious handsome stranger that seemed to hold total sway over her..she would be happy to get down on all fours in front of him..Her daughter can learn from watching just because she was younger and consumed by her bodies need for pleasure didn’t mean she simply entitled to it..Joan was her age and she had to suffer..not submitting to her bodies constant craving only now Joan has them again along with a certain sense of freedom since this time she was going to let her body made the decisions let her body&nbsp; find its on pleasures .</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">By know Joan is at the top of the steps.&nbsp; She goes to knock on the door to Katherine’s room but walks inside it instead…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Katherine it seemed was immersed in the image in the mirror so she didn’t know her mother was watching her…she had&nbsp; freed one of her little girl boobies and was pinching her nipple …Watching herself in the mirror finding parts of her were becoming overly warm as her nipple hardend…That yearning between her thighs was building again..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You horny little slut” her mother blurts out</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Save it for you father because I have no intent on spending another second with him…” Joan says with an air of smugness</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“We have visitors and you know why they are here …You’re wasting your time showing off your little girl charms&nbsp; to nobody when everybody down stairs can’t wait to see you baby girl cunny glistening with your own arousal especially me..I’m curious whose genes you favor the most”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">While mother and daughter were upstairs Viktor walks over to where Ethel was sitting</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You understand it for what it is my queen I’m impressed so far……uninhibited&nbsp; passion and pleasure is your for the asking&nbsp; squeeze every drop from it and savor&nbsp; the taste my dearest..make me proud of the level to your depravity to which you make us all endure..Viktor reaches down finger the folds to her sex…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">This corset looks marvelous on you by the way…Joan excites easily make her work for your approval setting her against her daughter and you will see firsthand the wickedness of human nature at its finest and revel in it</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 13:16:06</strong>
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				Ethel listened to Joan’s apologies as she walked upstairs to fetch her daughter. She felt Victor sit down next to him and she heard his words. She felt a sense of accomplishment when he told her that she was doing well. His hand moved to her sex where he would feel her moistness. She let out a groan. She moved closer to him and pulled him closer for a deep kiss. "Must we play this game?" she thought to herself. They both knew what they wanted, but she had to admit, toying with these too women was proving to be quite entertaining. <br><br>She pulled away when she heard steps coming from the staircase. She waited for them to walk back to the living room. She was the picture of confidence as she sat on the couch next to Victor. She heard their steps stop in front of her. She knew that she had brought the girl as she could hear more than one person’s footsteps. <br><br>A grin came over Ethel’s features and said "Katherine is it? She asked. "Come closer, so that I can take a good look at you? She said holding her hand out for the girl to take. Ethel may not have her sight but she was still confident in her ability to be able to command these women and have them full fill her every whim. When she felt her hand in her own she said "Tell me, what have you done with a man before?" she asked her as she pulled her closer and ran her hand up her arm and up to her chin before moving her hand down in between her breasts, gently moving her fingers across them.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>18-08-2012, 20:39:25</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Katherine blushes looking down at the floor nervously putting her hands behind her back hoping the pretty woman would touch her some more.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Nothing&nbsp; with a real man&nbsp; mistress…I’ve had boys my age touch my boobies but I was afraid to let them touch me down there..It made me feel so different when they even talked about it.&nbsp; I’m a sixteen year old virgin…Daddy said he was going to pop my cherry for me..sometimes he’d come in my room after mom was asleep and play with my boobies while I stroked his dick.&nbsp; Daddy said mother was no good in bed” No sooner had the words left her mouth than Joan slaps her hard </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"You filthy whore !!! your father was a horrible lover…He couldn’t get it up if his life depended on it.&nbsp; “</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Katherine holds the side of her face that her mother just slapped…</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">She looks at her mother with evil in her eyes…</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">”Daddy had no problem getting hard for me in fact he was so big I wasn’t sure he’d fit but he disappeared before he was going to do it.&nbsp; He did make me kiss it though... I could barely get just the tip of in my mouth he was so thick…Its all your fault you know daddy says you can couldn’t fuck a bedpost if your life depended on it” Katherine&nbsp; sticks her tongue out steeling herself for another blow from her mom.&nbsp; </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Does your mommy’s bed had any bed posts on it?” Viktor asks</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Yes sir one on each corner&nbsp; there all have rounded knobs on them&nbsp; too”&nbsp; Katherine says in an innocent schoolgirlish voice “ I bet they’d fit momma just right” Katherine blurts out her anger all too apparent but then so was her excitement as her nipples begin hardening&nbsp; pushing unashamedly into the thin fabric of her dress.&nbsp; Katherine feels a sudden warmth between her thighs enough that she has to clamp them together.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"If you had the power would you make your mommy fuck a bedpost???.."</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Katherine grines finding she has a need to touch herself she is becoming so horny</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">"Yessir there are smaller knobs at the top of the bedpost I bet they would fit up her ass after she fucked the bigger one at the other end."</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Joan goes livid "Why you little bitch&nbsp; I've got some cucumbers in the fridge that will open your little whore hole enough to do a donkey show"</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Make the daughter the dominatrix&nbsp; for an hour then reverse the roles” Viktor says to Ethel in her thoughts “if their carnage proves too arousing ask me to fuck you as you watch I will not disappoint you…My lady” Viktor&nbsp; looks over at Ethel taking her warm hand into his.</span></span><br>&nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>21-08-2012, 12:40:37</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">Ethel listened to the conversation that was happening between the mother and the daughter. They were so vicious with each other. This was truly a strange family situation they had found themselves in. It seemed that jimmy was truly a cruel man. Suddenly she didn’t feel so bad about knowing that victor had killed him. Ethel heard victor’s thoughts in her head. She was already planning what victor had told her to do. She still had the girls hand in hers and she pulled her down into her lap. She moved her free hand down to her sex and gently began to trace around her clit. <br><br>“I’m sure we can accommodate your wishes” she said. Grinning she turned to Victor and said “Could you go and get the bedpost, my dear” she said before turning back to the girl in front of her. She felt victor get up from the couch and she began to rub the girl’s clit and said “I’ll let you fuck your mother with a bed post if you can please me” she said. She ignored any protests the other woman might have and said “Get down on your knees” she commanded her. <br><br>Once she felt her get off her lap, she spread her legs and said “Just like you kissed your fathers cock, I want you to kiss my womanhood” she said. Reaching forward she grabbed her head by the hair and pulled close and said “Stick out your tongue, and taste me” she said pushing her face into her sex. It wasn’t long before the young girl had her face covered in Ethel’s arousal. Ethel let out a moan when she began to lap at her. “Lick the same spot I touched you in girl” she said urging her on to find her clit. It didn’t take very long before she did and Ethel shuddered at the touch.&nbsp; “Oh you found it” she groaned out with a pleased smile. She wondered if this girl could bring her to orgasm before victor returned.<br></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>22-08-2012, 00:12:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor could begin to feel his bloodlust start to rise.&nbsp; “She has&nbsp; a sense of it after –all!!” he thinks climbing the stairs only Joan follows him up not wanting to see her daughter get the upper hand.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">She catches him at the landing…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“If you want an absolute whore sir allow me that privilege… I must admit I have never felt o alive as I have tonight but for god sakes don’t allow my daughter to remain at home while I service that pig of my husband ..please if you have any compassion”&nbsp; Joan says in a pathetic pleading voice</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor turns to her</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“If you have a dark side Madame then by all means&nbsp; let it rise… certainly you have your daughter at a disadvantage since I am certain your sense of experience is much greater&nbsp; &nbsp;than hers so should be your sense of decadence…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Katherine has chosen your bed post s for both your holes have you nothing greater in reprisal?” Viktor begins questioning her</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“If I were you I’d return to the lady…. whisper&nbsp; your lust&nbsp; for pleasure in her&nbsp; ear even while your daughter&nbsp; buries her face unashamedly between her legs..Don’t see your daughter as a threat but an inspiration let your lust overwhelm you now if you will excuse me” </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks into her bedroom sure enough there were the four posts to the bed the posts at the foot larger than at the head.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">They were glued on a dowel but Viktor is more than strong enough to twist one of either size off of the frame carrying both back downstairs he lays them next to Katherine as her head bobs between Ethel’s legs..Ethel had a look of utter abandonment in her face…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Revel in your ecstasy my queens it is your right…. your destiny” he says to his thoughts.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor looks over at Joan who watches her daughter with what appeared was a renewed interest</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Ethel it would please me to see the mother’s face between her daughters legs even&nbsp; &nbsp;as she kneels&nbsp; with&nbsp; her&nbsp; face in between yours…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He says to Ethel without word </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Perhaps then you may offer me one of your breasts for an appetizer?”</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 10:03:43</strong>
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				Ethel moaned as the girl pleasured her, eventually getting the hang of it and began to explore further. It wouldn’t be long before she came, but she held it back so she could enjoy herself some more. She let the girl have her fun before she pulled her forward by her hair and began to grind her face into her clit. “Oh fuuck yes” she groaned out, letting her go after a few moments and said “If you make me come, I’ll let you do whatever you want to your mother, I bet you like how that sounds you dirty fucking slut” she said with a grin. The girl upped her efforts, the vicious little whore really wanted to fuck her own mother.<br><br>It wasn’t long before she heard footsteps coming down the staircase again. Victor spoke to her mind again and she smirked. It was suck a delicious idea. “Joan, I want you to lie underneath your daughter, do it now” she said as Katherine continues. Joan did as she was asked and once she had done so, Ethel patted Katherine’s head and said “Katherine, my dear, you’re doing a wonderful job, but in order for me to allow you what you want, I need you to sit on your mothers face, smother her with your sex, make her please you. If she doesn’t, Victor here will make sure of it”. Whatever protests Joan may have had would have been silenced by her words. Joan would get her turn, and even if she didn’t, these women were just her playthings, and nothing more.<br><br>Katherine complied with her wishes, and Ethel could hear her moving about. “Grind yourself against her, cum all over her face” she said. She then grinned and thought about victor’s second request and thought “You can have both of them if you want”.&nbsp; Ethel then let out a heightened moan when Ethel found a particularly sensitive spot. “Oh god, that’s it, right there you little slut, fucking make me come!” she said pulling the girl close by her hair once again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>23-08-2012, 22:37:10</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor’s eyes begin a glow a sign his blood lust was on the rise.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Ahh my queen you indeed understand my desires …your words are kindling my passions..do not relent for&nbsp; this is what I crave” he says in her thoughts</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor watches the two woman arranged before Ethel… Katherine was giving her mother no quarter just by the way she was grinding her hips into her mother’s face..Viktor could tell Joan was obviously very put out by the arrangement but she was going to fare far worse if she refused&nbsp; to eat her own daughter’s pussy.&nbsp; Viktor would see to it personally if fact after he lavished on Ethel’s breasts perhaps a demonstration would be in order.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor walks around the back or the couch leaning forward cupping each of Ethel’s ample tits in either hand he squeezes them….&nbsp; harder …harder…. harder&nbsp; feeling Ethel’s reaction&nbsp; would it be pleasure or pain</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> He leans forward and nibbles her ear…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“There is even some whore in you my love have I awakened it?” he murmurs feeling Ethel begins to tighten as she was on the verge of yet another orgasm…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Feel how much your body enjoys the sensations being lavished upon it..the sounds of moans as your lover does everything in her power to pleasure you even while she is being suckled and tongued…Her mother I’m afraid needs some motivation…Imagine her cunt being filled as her ass shall likewise be violated&nbsp; even as I pour candle wax over her breasts as a reminder&nbsp; there are consequences for&nbsp; failure…Joan feels&nbsp; as though she has not be given her due ..Her daughter shall see to that&nbsp; in spades but in the meanwhile her mother needs to be thankful ...I will teach them both before the night is over to beg to be abused and violated…If you truly grasp the meaning of the depravity I wish to take these women two join with me&nbsp; we shall consume them both&nbsp; if you can do so willingly&nbsp; I shall make you my progeny now”</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 11:19:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Ethel felt Victor's hands move to her breasts and he began to grope them, eventually getting quite rough with them, but the pain she felt was shrouded by the pleasure that she was receiving from Katherine. Victor’s voice invaded her mine once more, telling her of his plans to consume the women, and if she was able to take part in it with him then he would turn her once and for all. Ethel didn't know if she could look at humans like they were food just yet, but she knew she could try. <br><br>Katherine continued to eat her mistress out and it wasn't long before she was cumming. Ethel let out a loud moan as she did. Finally she had been allowed release. She let go of Katherine’s hair and let her pull away, her face covered in her juices. "Well done" she said with a grin. "Make your mother lick your face clean my dear, then, you can fuck her with a bed post if you so desire" she said with a smirk.<br><br>Ethel then stood and walked around the couch to victor and moved close to him and said "Would you just take me now. As much as Katherine has pleased me, right now, I desire a man. She can have her fun for her moment" she said before leaning in and moving her hands to his face before leaning in to kiss him deeply, sliding her tongue into his mouth, and rubbing it up against his. She moved close and pressed herself up against him, groaning into the kiss.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>24-08-2012, 22:16:11</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I will happily take your maidenhead..I think our servants need to undress us both unless you wish to wear the corset since your ass tits and sex are already&nbsp; quite accessible …</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I would ask that you watch my cock pleasure your hole but that maybe a gift you will develop after we are bonded…so a position for sensation more so than to witness might be in order.&nbsp; I suggest&nbsp; you have Joan prepare you&nbsp; if you wish&nbsp; and Katherine&nbsp; undress me…she can&nbsp; ensure my cock is wet enough&nbsp; to slide effortlessly into your cunt then she can fuck her mother while I mount you&nbsp; as well ….Make them watch us for it shall be their tongues and mouths that&nbsp; will sample the&nbsp; aftermath of our partnered passion and lust.&nbsp; I will not need much time to rejuvenate if you wish another&nbsp; &nbsp;screw …If not we can relax and allow our servants to entertain us until we are ready to play some more…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor pulls Ethel into him his fingers&nbsp; delving&nbsp; down between her legs fingering her sex…”Perhaps while I fuck you Joan can pleasure your clit as her daughter&nbsp; enjoys a breast?”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor turns to hear Joan talk to her daughter</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I don’t think so lick it off your self….” Only the words were never finished since Viktor slaps her so hard she almost&nbsp; falls over…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You dare refuse? Pull your skirt up over your waist now or I will rip it off!!!…” Viktor hisses then looks over at Katherine</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You “ he says pointing to her </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Pull that chair over here to the couch and sit down on it.” He turns to Joan who by now had tears running down her cheek holding her dress up over her waist showing off her charms to all in the room. He points to her as he talks</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You lay over her lap…Your daughter will spank you for your insolence until I tell her to stop and if she isn’t forceful enough I will spank her myself for her insolence…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor eyes are growing a brighter red</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He walks over and grabs Ethel’s hand </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He leads her over to the coffee table …</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Lay on this I am wet enough as I am sure your are as well” he says unzipping his fly …His cock springs out on its own …Viktor sees Katherine’s gaze upon it as she rises her hand&nbsp; bringing it down with a loud audible smack on her mother’s upturned ass.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>28-08-2012, 11:56:46</strong>
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				Ethel moaned when victor pulled her close and moved his hand to her already very wet sex. Victor seemed to want to change things up a little bit by incorporating the other two women, but all of that was quickly forgotten with Joan’s refusal. It had not taken very long to spark victors rage, and Ethel couldn't help be feel a little bit of fear, even though she was very aware that Victor would not hit her, or anything of the sort. <br><br>After a few moments he took her hand and walked her over to the table and told her to lay down on it. Ethel was still very much ready for him and she laid back on the table gladly. She heard the sound of him undoing his fly, as the sound of Katherine slapping Joan’s backside. Ethel grinned up at Victor and said "Thank you Victor for showing Joan that insolence will not be tolerated tonight" she said, going along with their game.<br><br>Ethel shifted up the coffee table a little until her spread legs touched his, sitting up a little she found his hand and pulled him down to her, and moved in to kiss him deeply, sliding her tongue into his mouth, channelling all her desire into the kiss. She knew she was ready to take this final step. Even if nothing came of her arrangement with victor, she had experienced more with him then she had ever with anyone else in her whole life. He had shown her many things she had never even known about. She was thankful just for that.<br>She pulled away from the kiss and with a grin she said to Katherine “Katherine, if you mother’s ass isn’t as red as an apple by the time we are done, you will be next” she said.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>28-08-2012, 20:32:12</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">By now the living room was echoing the unmistakable sounds of flesh smacking flesh along with the cries Joan was starting to make as her daughter&nbsp; reddened her ass…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So you like how it feels&nbsp; bitch” Katherine says&nbsp; bringing her hand back&nbsp; aiming for what little bit of Joan’s ass that wasn’t&nbsp; already burgundy in color..even as her mother pleads her to stop …Her pathetic whimpering only seem to&nbsp; encourage her daughter to spank&nbsp; her even harder until Joan’s makeup runs freely down the sides of her cheeks.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Christ mom you look like a two bit street whore..I can’t wait to see how that bedpost is going to look crammed into your hole with your ass a bright red” Katherine says almost in a maniacal laugh</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor looks over then back at Ethel …”You have set the stage nicely my queen I feel the heat of your lust..Now it is time you revel in the sensation of my cock thrusting inside you my lover” Viktor says his words permeating her mind as his guides his prick to her folds</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You just wait you sorry bitch..I’ll get my turn soon enough and when I…”&nbsp; her mom relies choking back her tears only Joan screams as Katherine&nbsp; brings her&nbsp; hand&nbsp; down&nbsp; squarely into the folds&nbsp; of her mom’s pussy …..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor finding his bloodlust rising even more talks to Ethel in his thoughts</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Prepare yourself for my onslaught my dear queen…I I am poised at your entrance” Viktor says&nbsp; even as Joan screams again as her daughter reddens her cunt with her again and again…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor shoves his prick into Ethel’s wet hole with one push his cockhead rips open her maidenhead as he drives the full length of his sex deep into hers….</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“We are now joined my dear in lust and passion”&nbsp; he grunts pulling his prick free seeing it&nbsp; covered I her blood and arousal Viktor finds he&nbsp; cannot help but stroke it so that her&nbsp; blood and juice ins on his hand that he brings to his mouth savoring the taste of her blood intermingled with her lust.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 12:37:54</strong>
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				Ethel let out a loud groan when he finally slid inside her, pushing past her hymen and burying himself deep inside her. She bit down on her lower lip, feeling some pain as her body experienced a man for the first time. It wasn't long before her body adjusted, and the pain began to fade slowly. She looked up at victor as he tasted the combination of her arousal and her blood. She didn't know how pleasant it would be, but Victor seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit. <br><br>Behind her she could hear Joan’s cries of pain as Katherine continued to punish her mother. She seemed to have really taken a shine to the role she had found herself in and continued to hit her mother harder and harder. Ethel heard victors voice in here mind, telling her that they were now joined together in their new found passion for one another. <br><br>Soon after the pain had faded, Ethel soon began to feel pleasure. She could hardly wait to feel him sliding in an out of her. She could feel her arousal building again and she moved her hands to her breasts to grope and play with them herself. "Katherine, you won’t have to wait too long my dear" she said moaning softly, and slowly grinding herself against victor, teasing herself on his long hard shaft.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>29-08-2012, 22:32:30</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor listens to Joan plead for her daughter to stop but Katherine only turns her attention elsewhere until Viktor&nbsp; stops her…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Make her beg you to fuck her with&nbsp; one of the bedposts if the poor woman can’t enjoy a simple spanking” Viktor says in no nonsense tone quicken&nbsp; his pace as he sees Ethel begin to become more aroused</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“As for you my queen….”&nbsp; Viktor slows his pace almost to a stop allowing his oversized member to slip completely from her hole Viktor grin guiding his prick back to its rightful place slowly pushing the full length of his rod into her eager cunt.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor’s eyes begin to glow as plunges his hips into hers…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So my love are you willing to be my queen and journey&nbsp; time reveling&nbsp; in the depravity of human nature rejoicing at the pleasures our bodies are capable can you worship my cock simply for what it is?” he says to her wordlessly seeing&nbsp; the look of rapture on her face as continues to play with her breasts all the while&nbsp; Viktor&nbsp; continue plunging his thick rod into her tight hole..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Oh please for god sake please just stop!!! use the bedpost you fucking pervert” Joan moans pleading</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Fucking pervert eh?” Katherine replies hauling her hand back again laying into Joan’s burning cheeks…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Let’s see how that bedpost feels up your ass Mother!” Katherine hisses looking around for the smaller of the two sizes…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You wouldn’t dare” Joan says looking up at her daughter</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Why not momma after all I’m a fucking pervert and you’re my mother so what does that me you…you whore!”&nbsp; maybe when our master is finished fucking his mistress and takes my cherry he’ll still have enough&nbsp; left for your asshole”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>13-09-2012, 16:02:28</strong>
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				Ethel felt his member slide out of her and she looked down as he spoke to her with his thoughts and slid his whole length back inside her. She moaned softly and closed her eyes as she thought in response to his question. "Oh god yes". She felt his hands move to her breasts and she bit down on her lower lip. She found her hips grinding back against him and she sat up, moving her arms back and leaning back against her elbows. She then moved one had forward and she pulled him close and found his lips with her own. She kissed him deeply, sliding her tongue into his mouth, putting all of the pleasure and passion she was feeling into this kiss.<br><br>She groaned into his mouth as he continued to fuck her with his large member. She pulled away from his lips for a moment and whispered out "God you’re so big" she said as she let out another moan. She could hardly believe that he fit inside her so easily. "It feels so fucking good" she moaned out. She pulled him close as she lay back down on the coffee table. She could hear the sounds of the mother and daughter duo nearby. It seemed that the young girl was getting a lot of enjoyment from her mother’s predicament. She couldn't help but take a devilish pleasure out of the two women’s corruption.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>18-09-2012, 06:20:05</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It is good” Viktor grunts slamming his hips into hers as he looks down at her…Ethel had a true sense of it he thought listening to Katherine as she began working the small orb that defined the very tip of the smaller bedpost into her mother’s anus..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">”Bet you never had anything this big up your ass now have you mother” It was the way Katherine said the word “mother” as if her voice hung on each syllable.&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Joan was unable to answer&nbsp; he voice choked with sobs as Katherine manages to work the biggest part of it past the ring of muscle that made the hole so unyielding..Joan’s sobs turn to whimpers as Katherine turns her attention to Joan’s other hole.&nbsp; She starts plying the tip of the other post against the folds to her pussy.&nbsp; Joan doesn’t seems to protest resigning her fate.&nbsp; As her daughter giggles with devilish grin as she manages the tip of it inside her mom’s sopping puss..</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Katherine bends down and whispers in her ear..</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I expect the same when it’s your turn mommy” as she starts pumping the larger post into Joan’s already stretched hole..</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You can sense their newfound depravity can’t you my pet” Viktor says sliding the length of his rod almost free from Ethel’s tunnel pushing it back in so she can revel in the sensation of being screwed.</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“450 years I have walked this earth and this is all that is left that interests me..I have seen every form of human behavior but their sense of wickedness always manages to excite me in a way as no other.&nbsp; If you like once you are my progeny you may pick one as your hand maiden we can make them our servants until they have served their purpose then you may either feast upon them or release them… I’ll let you decide their fate” Viktor pauses mid stroke .</span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“So my lover are your enamored with my&nbsp; prick? Does the way that I fuck you find favor?”</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>24-09-2012, 11:01:42</strong>
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				Ethel heard him tell her that it felt good for him. She was glad that he was able to get as much pleasure as she was from this. She could hear the sounds of Joan and her daughter in the room, as Joan received her punishment. She let out whimpers of pain. Ethel could not imagine how it must have felt to have such a large object in her ass for the first time. But she would have her revenge in time.<br><br>Victor spoke to her mind once again as he continued to slide his entire length in and out of her. Telling him of how long he had walked the earth, and letting her know that once she was turned, the fate of the two women would be left in her hands. She didn't know how she felt about that. Even though he was going to give her everything she wanted, she didn't know if she could look at another human and see them as nothing but food and a thing to play with just yet.<br><br>As he continued his efforts, she could feel her orgasm coming and when he stopped, she almost whimpered in disappointment. He asked if she was enjoying herself and she couldn't help but grin just a little and said "Oh indeed it does, I'd rather that you don't stop" she said, wanting him to continue to fuck her.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>25-09-2012, 22:30:05</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I am so glad you think that way my queen” Viktor grunts as he begins slamming his hips into hers with a renewed sense of purpose..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“You two” Viktor barks at Katherine who was awkwardly working both implements in and out of her mother mother’s stretched holes.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Yes Sir” Katherine replies looking over at Viktor.&nbsp; She stops mid-stroke with her mother still draped over her lap.&nbsp; Joan whimpers and moans </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I want you both over here now…Your mother can uses her talented fingers on our mistresses’ pearl while you see if your mouth is capable of anything&nbsp; other than words child….&nbsp; I suggest you begin with her ample&nbsp; breasts…I shall whip your both&nbsp; if you cannot pleasure her&nbsp; as you seemed too preoccupied with each other instead…If you wish to be My lady’s hand servants you best&nbsp; remain attentive to her needs.&nbsp; “</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor pulls his very hard cock free from its hole…Seeing Katherine’s eyes travel down to it&nbsp; he smiles at her ..Viktor shoves it back into Ethel but pulls it out a second time as he speaks slowly pushing back inside her as he does....</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It would behoove the two of you to remember Mad Jimmy is all alone and forlorn in a remote cabin.&nbsp; He yearns for female companionship..&nbsp; I can see it makes no difference if he has his own daughter to attend to his carnal desires or his wife…If either of you wish to be free of his company&nbsp; you best&nbsp; pay attention to the woman who will decide who leaves or who stays”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Viktor looks down at Ethel…”It is your pleasure most of all that matters here my queen “ </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor’s eyes begin to glow once more as he begins to ravage her as Joan and Katherine join in….</span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>26-09-2012, 11:36:47</strong>
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				Ethel felt him begin to quicken his pace when she told him that was very happy with his performance. As he did so, he looked over to the other women, and ordered them to pleasure her as he continued to fuck her. Both of the women seemed very eager to please their mistress in order to hopefully guarantee themselves a place away from Mad Jimmy. She could hear their footsteps approaching, and she felt her anticipation growing. It wasn't long before both women had place their hands on her body, and Victor began to fuck once more.<br><br>Katherine placed her hands on both her breasts, groping them, before leaning over and taking Ethel hard nipple into her mouth and beginning to suckle on it. Joan did as she was bid and placed her fingers on her hard clit and began to stroke her sensitive nub. Ethel bit down on her lower lip and groaned out the words and let out a gasp for air. She closed her eyes and her mind was awash with thoughts of lust and pleasure. She could feel herself growing wetter by the second. It wasn't long before both his shaft and her womanhood were dripping wet. She wanted to bad to come for him and she moaned out the words "Oh god, fuck me harder" she said grinding up against his cock, wanting to get as much of him inside her as possible.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>27-09-2012, 05:03:58</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Of course my lady…I shall with&nbsp; great vigor” Viktor replies his eyes beginning to glow even brighter..Katherine and Joan watch in amazement as Viktor seems to grow in size.&nbsp; His features&nbsp; especially his chest, arms and legs seem to ripple straining at the fabric that covered them ..His prick had also seemed to have taken on a life of its own.&nbsp; It was certainly thicker or so Joan imagined since she seemed fixated on watching it plunge into her mistresses willing cunt.&nbsp; The smell of sex was certainly obvious to her in fact Joan was wanting to take the place of her mistress..&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Please sir if you have any left after you have pleasured our lady I will gladly welcome…” Joan blurts Katherine makes a very unpleasant face but since her mouth was full of one of Ethel’s succulent breasts Katherine decided to concentrate on the moment as hand..</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Help your daughter hold her fast otherwise I shall push her clear off the table” Viktor says in a low guttural voice…he was pulling more than half of his rod from her hole only to slam it back in until Ethel had the full length of him deep inside her.</span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span></span><br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I feel your lust my lover…revel in it allow it to consume your every fiber” he says in her mind..Even the two mortal that witness our copulation are inspired by it”&nbsp; </span></span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-size: 1.35em;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">By now there is a decided slurping sound that can be heard that Viktor’s cock makes while he rams in relentlessly into her</span></span>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>28-09-2012, 19:06:03</strong>
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				Ethel continued to moan as he slid his shaft in and out of her wet hole. She swore she could feel it growing inside her. But how could that be, it did not take her long to remember that he wasn't exactly a human. She began to wonder what other abilities he possessed, but she was sure she would have some answers she had orgasm. <br><br>He continued to piston in and out of her, beginning to slide her over the top of the table. It required the strength of both women to keep her in one place. "Oh god, I'm cumming!" she cried out. She closed her eyes and arched her back as she came all over his hard shaft, her insides clamping down around. He hands were grasping the sides of the table and her nails began to dig into the wood, leaving behind scratch marks. <br><br>She opened her eyes and panted as she came down from the intense orgasm she had just experienced. A moment later her hands found his arm and pulled him down he she kissed him deeply, before pulling away and breathing out the words "You better do that every time" she said. She then remembered the two other women and said "You two still need to win the right to his cock, entertain me" she said with a grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>02-10-2012, 20:46:40</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Every time?”Viktor replies with an arched eyebrow…He nods silently acknowledging her requirement .</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I think a change of position is in order my lady” He continues reaching for Ethel’s hand.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor helps her sit up before pulling her to her feet leading her over to the couch.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Have a seat my dear&nbsp; put your&nbsp; hands in your hair&nbsp; roll your shoulders back so our ladies&nbsp; in waiting can admire your breasts as they are intended. “ Viktor remarks as he helps her settle back on the couch.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I think too that a change in the pecking order should be reversed…Joan&nbsp; it seems has managed to prevail her daughters wrath.&nbsp; Time to turn the tables”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Joan looks over at her daughter with a grin</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Hell hath no fury girl” she mutters her eyes narrowed..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor smiles&nbsp; thinly&nbsp; hearing&nbsp; Joan’s words</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“But before you exact your retributions Madame the two of&nbsp; you have a task to perform that is to continue to make your Mistress moan and groan in pleasure and ecstasy.&nbsp; “ he begins </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I’ve made her cum now it is both of your turns…"</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I’ll assume you have a kitchen timer somewhere in the kitchen?” Viktor says looking over at Joan.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“I do sir” she replies steadily returning his gaze.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Fetch it” Viktor replies curtly.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">The room is silent save the clicking of Joan’s heels across the wood and tile floors as she moves to the kitchen&nbsp; &nbsp;A scant moment later she returns holding the timer out to Viktor who takes it…</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“The task is simple”&nbsp; Viktor starts directing his words to Joan and Katherine.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Each of you have 20 minutes…. the one who can make my lady orgasm the most in that time frame&nbsp; is the&nbsp; winner…it’s that simple …My lady can determine either the award or the punishment as she sees fit…If neither of you can manage&nbsp; to elicit even one&nbsp; orgasm I will personally beat you both…”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor sets the timer for 20 minutes and sets it down on the Coffee table.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Katherine you may go first….&nbsp; Joan you can oblige me while your daughter obliges my lover” Viktor says grabbing Joan by the hair puling her to the center of the living room.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Shibby</strong> on <strong>10-10-2012, 14:06:59</strong>
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				Ethel felt victor take her hand gently before helping her to her feet and moved her to the couch, telling her to put herself on display, to be admired by all those in the room. She smiled as she settled back into the couch, getting comfortable. She couldn't help but grin somewhat when victor said it was time to change things up a bit. Now poor Joan who had already endured so much would have her retribution, but not before pleasing Victor it seemed. She could here the sounds of the woman being dragged away by victor, so he could use her for his own pleasure.<br><br>She could here Katherine's footsteps approaching her, before she knelt down in front of her. She seemed to want to please Ethel as mush as Ethel wanted her to make her orgasm again. She smiled when she felt her hands running up her legs and inner thigh, before slowly sliding themselves slowly inside her womanhood. Ethel grinned and said "That's it girl". Katherine then leaned forward and once again began to suckle on her already sensitive clit. Ethel let out a groan, as she began to slowly pump her fingers in and out of her and moved her hands up to her breasts and began to play and grope them. <br><br>She bit down on her lower lip, and said "Your going to have to try harder then that my dear if you don't want to face victor's wrath" she said, urging her on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A family affair</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Spot Check Billy</strong> on <strong>15-10-2012, 22:28:50</strong>
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				&nbsp;<span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor hearing Ethel talking turns his head in her direction</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Perhaps a slight change of venue” he mutters&nbsp; when he hears what she says to Katherine.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Come with me…” He adds looking down at Joan who by now was kneeling in front of him.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“It seems that perhaps some of the heat is being to cool off” Viktor remarks leading&nbsp; Joan back over to where Katherine was kneeling&nbsp; in between Ethel’s legs.&nbsp; </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Kneel&nbsp; behind your daughter woman do to her what she is doing to our lady.&nbsp; I’ll be happy to entertain you as you while you taste your daughter’s honey” he directs</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">By now both mother and daughter were essentially naked Katherine was fully …. her mother almost as such clad only in garters and heels.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor stands beside Joan r as she kneels down behind Katherine.</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">“Bury your face into her sex….&nbsp; &nbsp;excite her…..&nbsp; arouse her so that she can do the same to our lady”</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">Viktor kneels beside Joan …</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">He&nbsp; slowly runs his hands over her ass cheeks at first…Joan&nbsp; meanwhile has her attention on her daughter’s pussy…she fingers it at first then kisses her folds before pushing her tongue&nbsp; in between them.&nbsp; Viktor begins to knead Joan’s bottom..</span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> </span><br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font">All the while Katherine starts to renews her attentions to Ethel …She pulls the lips to her cunt apart running her tongue the full length of the woman’s slit before turning&nbsp; her attention back to Ethel’s pearl. </span><br>&nbsp;<br><span style="font-family: calibri;" class="bbc_font"> Viktor glances over at the timer.... fifteen minutes still remained.&nbsp; </span>
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