A New Claim...
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				Title: <strong>A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 23:52:42</strong>
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				Ebony looked out her specially made carriage.The sun was setting, which was perfect, which meant she was able to enjoy a few rays.Tonight she was going to get herself a new slave.The last one she was having fun with apperantly couldn't take electricity very well and seemed to have a heart attack.Sad creature, since she was only twenty.Being over nine hundred had its boring times, sicne she'd seen it all.But it was fun to make up new games that would keep one entertained.As the carriage came to a halt, a set of gates were opened, the squeakyness of their hinges loud enough for anyone to here.The carriage moved, then stopped, the gates closing.Her door was opened and outside, a fat looking man who was balding smiled, extending his hand.<br><br>"Mistress, so lovely to see you."He said, bowing when Ebony stepped down from her carriage.She recently had it made, since she wanted to personally choose her own slave this time, instead of having one being sent to her castle.<br><br>"Is it always lovely to see me, Groaces-Sama?"She asked seeing him tense a bit.<br><br>"Uhh, well..please , right this way Mistress.We have new slaves that were recently added to the collection."he said, leading her up a few wooden steps and inside.His home was large, though not as large as Ebony's.Down a corridor, then left, then right, then straight, everything looked the same.Plain.No one was let inside unless given permission and no slave was allowed out unless they were bought.Once they stopped at a set of black doors, Groaces slid one to the left, revealing a rather large dark room wth little light. A few candles were lit, but not much."Please, go right ahead Mistress.They've all bee prep'ed for you."He said.<br><br>The one thing Ebony hated was a dirty, smelly slave.She wanted all her slaves to be clean, since she herself was a rather clean person.As she walked down the long path, cages lining the walls left and right, she were out of cages, but tied to the supporting beams around the room.Everyone didn't look at her, some bowed, some whimpered.She looked at each one, not missing any, until she grew bored.None fancied her.All of them seemed a bit...old...either to old or way to young.Some were ok, but the other were-<br><br>She stopped, eyes catching creamy skin.A girl....a....Miko...was bound to one of the beams, a gag around her mouth, a blindfold around her eyes.Ebony walked over to her, looking her up and down."A..Miko?"She said rather amused."Hmmmm.....Groaces."She called out, hearing the many gasp and rush over.<br><br>"Y-Yes Mistress?"<br><br>"The Miko.Is she new?"<br><br>"Her....oh yes, she is.Lovely thing she is.Though she's a bit of a reb-"<br><br>"I'll take her."She said, running her fingers down the Miko's cheek, slipping her index between the gag and her cheek and pulled the cloth away."Miko.....what is your name?"She asked in a low, sweet voice.<br><br><br><br>_______________________________________________________________________________________<br><br><br><br>&nbsp; Jareth didn't really know exactly how long he'd been hanging there. He was far cleaner than he had been in a while, since being in this detestable place. And from the sounds he'd heard, it was likely because he was possibly going to get 'sold' today. That thought along brought a mixture of anger and fear to coil around his core. It would often make his heart skip a beat, or start to race, wondering what torment he would have to look forward to... at least until he focused, finding his inner calm and could make himself relax again. For now, worrying wouldn't accomplish anything. He'd just have to deal with what came, and hoped he'd be able to return home.<br><br>&nbsp;Jareth was a handsome youth, barely having turned 20, his body was well toned. It didn't have the gross muscles of body-builders, but more the lean physique of a runner or swimmer. His hair was a shimmering gold, looking almost surreal in its appearance. And though he had a blindfold on, his eyes were an otherworldly blue in color. When he was born, he had been considered blessed, touched by the gods. And it had helped spur him on in his prayers.<br><br>&nbsp;But apparently this blessing of his physique was also a curse, since it wound up with him being stolen in the night and ending up.... here. Honestly, he didn't even know where here was. All he knew was that he couldn't leave. A slave ring. He knew thats what it was. They had tried to beat him somewhat, to break him down and make him a meager little man on a leash. But somehow he'd managed to hold onto himself... to retain his inner power and resist their 'training'. It had earned him plenty of beatings.<br><br>&nbsp;But apparently someone important was coming, so despite his rebellious streak, they had him cleaned, and brought up to be chained to the wall. Where he had hung for who knows how long. It felt like hours, but it could have very well only been minutes. Silence, aside from the sounds the other hanging slaves made.<br><br>&nbsp;But then such was broken by the sound of people coming into the room. A man and a woman, talking. The man obviously nervous, the woman obviously in charge. He just remained still and silent, hoping they'd just pass over him... but he knew such would be impossible any longer when she spoke to him. And it would bring a visible tightening of his jaw. But after a moment, he'd speak in a calm tone.<br><br>&nbsp;"......... Jareth........."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>08-02-2011, 07:24:15</strong>
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				((I'll say he's a monk or priest, same thing to a Miko in a sense))<br><br><br><br>"Jareth...interesting name for a monk."She said, circling him.He was lean and fit, strong body.She liked it.Her eyes moved up and down, scanning his body and when she stood infront of him once again, she smiled."Perfect...."she said and looked to Groaces."Get him ready.I am taking him tonight."She said and turned to walk away, no questions as-<br><br><br>"T-Tonight Mistress?"Groaces asked nervously.<br><br>Ebony stopped midstep and turned her head, looking over her shoulder."The last thing I need is for you to question what I want, understand.Get.Him.Ready."She said and turned away, walking again and left the room.<br><br><br>Groaces swallowed nervoulsy and nodded.He clapped his hands and two rugged looking demons appeared."Dress him well.Get the colar as well.He is to be placed in her carriage quickly, understand."He said and the demons agreed.<br><br>They undid Jareth's binding, his arms held,then tied together behind his back, a long piece of rope tied with his bindings to keep him in check.One of the demons pushed at his shoulder, telling him to move it.Jareth was led to another room, where three slave females with there ankles chained awaited.They stripped him, cleaned him quickly, then slipped in a black kimono, the slave colar placed snuggly around his neck.He was led out of the room, then down a series of corridors until finally, after how long, he was outside and taken towards a big carriage.<br><br><br>Ebony sat waiting impatiently and when Jareth was brought, seated and ready, the carriage door was closed, the curtains drawn over the windows and the only life was that of a small lantern hanging from the corner of the carriage.<br><br><br><br>"Expect to be obidient and to do as your told.I am a woman whom you do not want to anger."She clearly stated, letting him know what was up."I am your Mistress.I am your everythingl.You are to worship me as if you were worshiping a God."She mused, crossing her legs, her kimono parting, showing off her creamy pale leg."How a monk came about to becoming a slave is beyond me.Rather intersted in knowing, then again, I have no time for sob stories."Ebony wasn't afraid to be in the carriage by herself with him.She could defend herself and this human infront of her wouldn't have a chance to lay a hand on her, not with that specially made slave colar around his neck.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-02-2011, 20:35:17</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth might almost feel a dread rising up within him as he heard that she wanted him ready. Guess that means he was leaving this place... so silver lining. But now he was heading into a world he knew nothing about, so it was almost worth staying in a hell that he at least knew. But such thoughts would have little time to truly ease through his mind as he was pulled along, stripped, cleaned, and dressed up in the silky black kimono.<br><br>&nbsp;"... actually feels nice..."<br><br>&nbsp;The faintest murmur to himself at the feel of the kimono, though a slight shake of his head pushed such a thought out of his mind. He wasn't really in a situation where he should be enjoying such a thing as this. He'd be led along, actually leaving the building, his eyes lifting up to actually see the sky for the first time in... well, he doesn't even know how long its been, really. But it seems like forever.<br><br>&nbsp;But his vision of the night sky would be cut of fas he was pushed into the carriage with a woman... he had no doubt this was the woman who had purchased him. There was an air about her, only intensified as she spoke. For the time, he listened without a single word or reaction, though eyes would drop down to the creamy leg when it was exposed. But he'd force eyes back up. He'd be an idiot not to think she was a beautiful woman... but he'd also be an idiot to assume she was what she looked like. She might be a horrible monster in human guise, for all he knew. He wouldn't doubt it.<br><br>&nbsp;But when she was done talking, perhaps waiting for his own words, he'd give a slight shake of his head.<br><br>&nbsp;"There are few that I worship... and they are those who don't require it. Sorry to disappoint. You'd be better off killing me or returning me."<br><br>&nbsp;The words were spoken in a truly controlled, neutral tone. HE did momentarily hold the inkling of trying to attack her. But he knew nothing of her, so it would be foolish to attempt... at least yet. But he made it obvious that he wasn't really going to do as she desired.<br><br>&nbsp;His head would turn, looking to see if there were windows, to see the outside again. But he kept the woman in his peripheal, obviously not trusting her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 08:02:10</strong>
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				Arogant or stupid.She didn't know which was he was.She looked at him, her expression never changing.She just eyed him and thought him...stupid.Well, it wasn't his fault.He didn't really know who he was looking at, let alone what she was or what she could do.He turned his head, thinking to ignore her, well, that would not do, not do at all.Good thing she made it a rule that slaves were to never sit next to her.Even if they were clean, whether they be human or non, she could still smell there horrible sent from which they came from.Looking at him from across, she thought of something rather fun.<br><br><br>She settled her hands on either side of her, relaxing her palms and fingers on the soft lush cushion.Staring, she quirked a brow and a purple circle appeared infront of the Jareth's slave collar."best you always keep you eyes on me and never away."She said and a surge of energy shot through his body.She circle glowed as his body was firmly held against the seat, his head forced to turn back so he looked at her.He could not move, no, thanks to her powers, she made it so.She smiled evily and racked her eyes up and down his body."Hmmm....killing humans has been a bore, especially when they haven't done anything stupid......returning you would be a waste of time."She said to him.<br><br><br><br>"I thought you stupid....but....maybe your jsut arogant..or something close.Maybe your both."Gently Ebony slipped off her sandals, her right leg raising and the sole of her foot rested against his left knee."You will worship me Jareth.All do once they get but a mere taste of me."She said and raised her other leg, sole resting on his right knee now.With her hand moving, she kept the kimono in place so it would not move away when she began to part Jareth's leegs open ever so slowly.<br><br><br>"You do not trust me.Why you thought to even do so is beyong me.You are nothing more then a means of relief...a toy, a doy persay, though a dog whom I can humiliate and enjoy at the same time."She said parting his legs far enough, her lips stilled curled in that devilish smile.Slowly, her moved her right leg, the sole and fingers rubbing up ever so slowly up his thigh."You will be subject to doing things you've never even imagined doing."She said as she got closer and closer to his groin."thanks to that little collar, I can make you submit to me if you do not wish to behave.Make you fuck anything........whether it be man or woman.....or have you humiliate yourself, though I won't say how."She said as her toes slowly brushed against his crotch, feeling his cock growing a bit hard.She giggled, her eyes glowing almost."Now....then, what have we here."She mused as she ran the sole of her foot up and down his crotch, stimulating him."Growing hard by my foot, how disgusting."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>01-12-2011, 13:06:17</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would attempt to keep his focus off of her, thinking perhaps if he didn't play whatever little game she had in mind, she might want to get rid of him. He wasn't stupid by any means, and was actually smarter than even the people that sold him knew. He tried to keep it hidden. But there might be a bit of arrogance in him, aware of how he looked.<br><br>&nbsp;But whatever thoughts he had in the depths of his mind would be interrupted when he suddenly felt himself pushed a good deal harder into the seat. He'd try to move, but find that he didn't budge in the slightest. Not the wiggle of a toe, twitch of a finger... nothing. And even his head was slowly forced around against his will until he was facing her. His lips compressed, perhaps the only part of him able to move, but other than that, he'd try to remain calm and not show any other outward signs of annoyance.<br><br>&nbsp;For a good bit, he wouldn't have to say anything, since she seemed to want to talk on her own a bit. Well, she definitely didn't seem full of herself at all (sarcastic thought). Of course, when she slipped off her sandals and lifted legs up, eyes would almost instinctively drop down, though she kept her kimono in place with her hand, so there wasn't much to see. He was a warm-blooded male, and she wasn't bad on the eyes, so it was natural he might look.<br><br>&nbsp;But when he felt the foot upon his leg, his legs slowly being forced open, he'd narrow eyes just slightly. He'd feel the movement of the food higher and higher, until it was brushing over a growing bulge of his arousal. The people who had him had of course kept him primed, teasing him and rarely giving release for such things. So he was rather sensitive to such things... almost blue-ball sensitive. So even the small attention from her foot would indeed have him starting to throb erect.<br><br>&nbsp;"Disgusting? Perhaps... though perhaps prettier than whats at the other end of the body their attached to..."<br><br>&nbsp;It was an indirect jab at the beauty of her face. Of course, it may not be what he really thought, but he wasn't going to let her know that, if he could help it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>11-12-2011, 05:24:14</strong>
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				The insult to her vanity made a little nerve tick under her eye.She said nothing, instead, added force to her leg and pressed against his groin hard, hoping for him to feel the twinge of pain thanks to that little insult."Come now, be nice. The last thing you wish for me to do is cut this off now. The last thing I want is for you to feel less of a man before I even get the chance to use you."She chuckled and released the pressure on his groin, gently, she smoothed her foot up and down, her leg shifting so she opened up his kimono properly with her foot, exposing his hard dick.He was big, she gave him that.Long and veiny, his balls heavy with cum. She was told that the poor thing was withheld from feeling any means of pleasure or release. He would be toyed, his hands bound, unable to stroke himself to satisfaction.<br><br><br><br>Keeping her eyes on his cock, she settled her other foot under his testicles, lifting them slightly, wiggling her toes to stimulate him a bit. Her other foot ran up along his length, her toes curling slightly around his cock head, wiggling gently to stimulate him there as well."Your sack is very heavy....firm. You were denied release."She didn't laugh or smile, not even let out a chuckle. Men who were denied release in truth, only cause them to lose control of themselves, seeking relief without thinking about there health.The monk was a good person, she could tell by his eyes. Moving her feet, she placed his cock between her feet and began to jerk him off, going up and down his length, going nice and slow in order to build him up a bit.<br><br><br>"I wanna see what you look like when you cum. The face you make when you find your release. I have this strange feeling that you will look pleasant."She smirked, finally. "It will be a good hour and ahalf before we get to my domain, so might as well we get to know each other properly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>14-12-2011, 04:40:33</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth was a sharper individual than some might give him credit for. His eyes noticed the subtle tick, the only sign she gave that his words about her vanity actually hit some cord. Of course, the small victory of knowing his words hit her were short-lived as the sudden pressure on his crotch turned to pain, causing a grinding of his teeth as he attempted to keep from making a sound. Her threat to his manhood was heard, and he actually believed she might do it. So decided to play it safe, he remained quiet. Besides, at least now he knew she did care about her beauty... perhaps it was something he could use later on.<br><br>&nbsp;But even as her feet toyed with his crotch, while it wasn't something he was normally into, it was hard not to feel the pleasure she was giving him. After having been teased and tormented for so long... Yes, he was able to keep himself under control, unlike most of the others that had been there. And yes, he was quite gifted in -that- department, meaning quite a few of the females there enjoyed teasing his impressive equipment, always without release. So her toying with him so, speaking of his orgasming... well it was quickly that he built up, and unless she stopped, he would indeed be close to cumming.<br><br>&nbsp;And sure enough, a few moments later, with her toying with his heavy balls and thick shaft, his head would drop back, and he'd let out the first real sound he has. A long, deep groan of release, pleasure finally felt, that he had been denied for so very long. And at the same time, she'd be able to see the thickness of his arousal pulse and throb as he began to shoot cum up into the air, some landing on his kimono, some on the chair and floor of the coach, and a shot of it even landing upon her calve.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, even as the last of his orgasm pulsed from his cock, dribbling down the length, his body would relax a bit, his breath coming a bit faster as he attempted to regain his composure. He wasn't sure how he looked when he orgasmed, but he definitely didn't have the same look of many men she's likely seen. Even his orgasming seemed to have some pureness to them somehow. But eyes would open and look at her, not saying anything. No smart words, nor sounds of thanks... simply looking at her, as if waiting to see what she would do next... since he was still helpless to move.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>30-12-2011, 08:56:25</strong>
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				She could easily see the pleasure building within him, showing in his eyes and features. His skin was more flushed, Ebony catching the little beads of sweat on his body.Focusing on her feet, she continued to jerk him off, toy with him, until finally, his first gasp of sexual release.His body shook, and his cock throbbed agaisnt the bottom of her feet.He was beautiful.Simply gorgeous. His cock pulsed, shoothing thick ropes of his white cum, seeing the first few strings land on the curshions and floor as well as his kimono.Some landed on her calfs and even coated her toes a bit.<br><br>When he was finally spent, his breathing harsh and heavy, Ebony could only stare at this beautiful creature. A monk, no matter what is done to him, will always be pure in every way. She had the feeling that forcing him into intercourse would be a task that no doubt he would put up a good fight, but would seem rather pleasant. Already, she was soaked between her legs, the heat of pleasure had built every since she had touched him with her feet. She needed him inside her, deep and hard, to have him fuck her like an animal.But instead of doing so, she wanted to see how well he could resist in not actually having her fully. Men intended to submit rather quickly, especially those who were denied such tastes.<br><br>Saying nothing, Ebony sat up straight, her hands reaching up and pushed open her kimono, exposing her ample breasts."I will have you.A taste."She said in a sultry, melodic manner.Hands moving down, she fully parted her kimono, exposing her smoothed, hairless womanly folds to his gaze.Smirking, Ebony made it so that his wrists were raised and pressed against the back of the seat, keeping his arms up and away from his body.Slowly and with such balance and precise movements, Ebony mounted her pet monk, straddling his lap, gasping low when his semi-erect cock pressed against the cleft of her sex.Moving her hips, she gently began to grind herself against him, licking her lips each time she rubbed to hard and close to his cock."You will have a taste.You will never be inside, not unless you beg me to be inside me."<br><br>Hands reaching up, she caressed his cheeks, then moved her hands and gripped his the back of his head, holding onto his hair and tilted his head back, exposing a good amount of his neck to her."How long do you think monk?"She asked, running her lips, then tongue along the pulsing vein of his throat."How long will it take before you submit to me?"gasping, her fangs punched down from her gums, scraping along his skin without making him bleed......yet.Her pussy coated his cock with not only her own juices, but with the cum that had coated his dick as well.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>31-12-2011, 11:45:59</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth's eyes would watch her as he continued to recover from the power of the orgasm she teased out of him with only her foot. Of course eyes never wavered from her face.... at least until she started to work open the kimono. Even if he was a monk, he was a man as well. And while he didn't usually partake of fleshy desires, doesn't mean he couldn't appreciate the beauty of the physical form. And his eyes would indeed travel down the length of her body, from the fullness of her breasts, down over her smooth stomach to her smooth womanhood and back up. <br><br>&nbsp;She was beautiful.<br><br>&nbsp;Even given the situation, he had to admit that. Of course that didn't mean he cared any more for his situation than he already did. And eyes would narrow just slightly when she spoke, watching as she moved to ease herself into his lap. His head would be drawn back, feeling the mixture of sensations, both from her mouth teasing along his neck, and from the feel of that bare womanhood wetly painting his erection with the proof of her own arousal. Of course this made him remain quite erect, manhood pulsing a bit against her wet slit.<br><br>&nbsp;"I think... you would find it easier to go buy a new slave."<br><br>&nbsp;Despite how she was making his body react, there was a steely determination in his words. There was a willpower in those words that matched her thinking that he would be hard to break. Hard, but probably not impossible. But he didn't intend to give her the chance to do it, if he could help it. Of course, given his current situation, it didn't seem as if he was going to be able to get out of this any time soon. And while he did find some pleasure in the rubbing of her beautiful form against his, he knew he couldn't allow himself to falter and give into the temptation she's trying to seduce him into.<br><br>&nbsp;"So you might as well release me now, and save us both some time... and useless effort on your part."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 09:35:40</strong>
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				Her chuckled was sweet and smooth as velvet.Her lips trailed along the pulsing vein on his neck, loving them, <em>thump, thump, thump</em> of it."Why would I give up something I'm rather enjoying.Your like a challenge...and I like challenges my pet."She said, slipping her tongue out, running the tip along his, moist, salty skin.<br><br>Ebony continued to slowly grind herself against him, a few gasps leaving her lips.The heat of his erected penis emcompassed her, making her tingle and ache even more."If you didn't like this, then why are you so hard."She reached a hand down, her slender, cool fingers brushing over the bulbous head, feeling the moisture that was still coating his skin."You like this monk, no matter how pure you are. If you a true man of your faith, then your dick should not be reacting in such a matter."<br><br>Thumb rubbing over the slit, Ebony pulled her lips away from his neck, moving to brushing along his lips, feeling how smooth they were, plump and hot as well."I'm gonna sink my teeth in you.Can you imagine it. Having your strong penis plunge deep inside me, while I plunge my fangs inside you. I can sink my teeth in many places upon your body, even on the engorged vein running along your cock."She chuckled."Sound crazy, I know, oh but like all the other males, they grow to enjoy it."She slipped her tongue out, licking his lower lip.While one hand was preoccupied in simply teasing the mushroom shaped head of his cock, her other hand took hold of his chin, drawing it down and opened his lips a bit, feeling him trying his best to keep his mouth closed.She didn't care, he would submit soon enough.Licking his lower lip a bit more, she then thrust it inside his mouth, teasing his tongue a bit, before she commenced in slipping her tongue in a out of his mouth,as if giving him the idea of what he would soon be doing to her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>03-01-2012, 16:21:45</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would just watch her as she spoke of liking a challenge. He would almost groan inwardly, thinking this just meant the more he resisted, the more interested she would be. But at the same time, he couldn't simply give in to the dark temptation that was her. As she verbally teased him about his reactions, all the while grinding the obvious wet pussy along the length of his organ, he'd just grit his teeth. It was partly from the pleasure he was feeling because of her grinding, as well as the teasing of those full breasts against his chest, and even occasionally at his face level. And partly because of his anger at her words.<br><br>&nbsp;"Even men of the faith must overcome challenges in their journey of purity. It just so happens that my challenge is a bit more sentient than the others."<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, he'd listen to her speak lewdly of the things she would do with his manhood, as well as her fangs. Obviously a vampire. Oh joy. He'd be about to reply, when she'd start to tease her tongue along his lip. And since his head was really the only thing he could move, he'd of course try to pull back from the teasing of that appendage. But when she took a grasp of his chin, she'd be able to force his mouth open enough to thrust her tongue into it. And though he wouldn't admit it, her tongue had a... almost sweet... taste to it. But then she began to teasingly fuck his mouth with her tongue, indeed putting the idea of what she may very well want him to do to her with the action.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course there would be the great desire to bite down hard on her tongue... but even if he had the movement to do that, there would be a bit of hesitation. While he did desire to lash out, he was also unsure of what consequences would be if he were to do so. Given that he was helpless in this moment, and she obviously could easily control him. But at the same time, he wanted nothing more than to bite down and try to make her act out in anger, perhaps to just kill him. And while he didn't exactly desire death, it would be a quick release from this torment, and allow him to travel to the other side.<br><br>&nbsp;But caution eventually won out, and even if he was able, he wouldn't. But his eyes would stare into hers, the heat of his manly desire in them... as well as the light of his faith, doing all that he can to hold himself back from the temptation. His will was quite strong, and while his body may betray him, the mind and soul behind them wouldn't succumb to her so easily.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>07-01-2012, 10:24:10</strong>
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				Drawing away from his mouth, she chuckled, pressing her lips to his temple."Heh, you want to hurt me, don't you.I can sense it and see it in your eyes.No matter how much you hate me.How angry you will get, you cannot lash out to me, for you know what I can and will do to you."She spoke as if she read his mind, but infortunate to say, even vampires did not have such an ability."Keep holding onto your faith then monk, for eventually, you will tire and break and submit to me.You will forever be a challenge, a thrill, one that I will never grow tired of and all because you kept holding on to faith."<br><br>The carriage bounced and Ebony's body managed to press into his length hard, making a harsh gasp escape her mouth.God, she wanted him deep inside.Never in her life did she ever want a slave so badly, but then again, she was torturing herself and she kept herself from pleasure for a few days, ever since that little accident, but now, its as if this monk sparked something deep within her.She wanted to bite down hard on his skin and taste him and she will, before they make it back to her home.Spreading her legs a bit more, making herself press into his member even harder, Ebony worked her hips, rolling them and rubbing her clit along his length.With one of her hands, she reached between their bodies and her finger tips fluttered gently along his cock head, tormenting and teasing him even more."Do you need to cum?, Hmmm?"She asked, running her tongue and lips along the vein that pulsed at his neck.Wrapping her other arm around his neck, she licked her middle finger from her free hand, sucked on it a bit, before unwrapping her arm around around him and teased his lips with her wet finger."Open."She whispered in his ear, waiting for him to comply, instead of her just forcing her finger inside his mouth."Open......or else."the word wasnt said vehemethly, but he wouldn't dare hesitate, that's for sure."Open and suck my finger.Go ahead. The act will give us both a good image to enjoy."Ebony purred, running her tongue along the edge of his ear until she ran it down and nipped at his neck playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>08-01-2012, 11:08:12</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;She needn't have really said anything about holding onto his faith. Because even then, as she spoke, he was mentally running through some prayers in the depths of his mind. And indeed, they were helping to keep his mind and heart calm, keeping his mind in a state of serenity. But regardless of how his mind and heart were, his body seemed fully intent on betraying him, under the minstrations of the dark beauty.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, the mixture of the bouncing making her press against his erection, and the added stimulation of her fingers teasing along the tip of his organ would cause a groan to pass by his lips, regardless of how he tried to keep it back... but only managed in making it more quiet. But with how she was in his lap, teasing him, it really didn't keep her from hearing it whatsoever.<br><br>&nbsp;When she offered the finger, teasing her lips along his neck, he would almost consider fighting. But he was very aware of her hand upon his cock, and knew how easily it would be for her to reach down and squeeze his balls in a very painful way.... and that's assuming she didn't decide to do something worse, given what she was. And so, after a few moments of internal debate, he would open his mouth enough for her to slide the offered digit within. And when she said to suck, he did. But it wasn't the gentle, teasing, sexy sucking that she may have wished... not the sucking of a person on a cock, or even if he had been nursing on her nipple. No, he would simply suck inward hard enough that his cheeks would cave in, and would look rather comical and awkward, rather than what she was likely hoping for.<br><br>&nbsp;Obviously he was going to fight in whatever little way he could.... not to mention she can't expect him to have the kind of experience in this kind of thing that she did. He was a pure monk after all. Well, not nearly as pure as he would wish, given what they had done to him before she bought him... but still pure.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>09-01-2012, 09:15:42</strong>
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				She heard his groan, no matter how hard he tried to suppress and hide it come her.Her hearing was exquisite, so nothing could escape her."Yes my pet. Moan for me."She cooed, working her fingers over his cock, her hips rocking themselves a bit harder and faster agaisnt him.When she felt him open his mouth, she gasped in delight, happy that he was complying.She felt his lips around her digit and was about to enjoy this moment even more until he sucked and it wasn't the kind she wanted from him.<br><br><br>Drawing away from his neck, she saw how he was sucked, hell, she felt it, seeing how his cheeks were.Anger engulfed her, her eyes sparkling."Damn you."She pulled her finger away and drew her hand back, only to slap him hard, his head whipping to the side.Hissing, her eyes glowing purple now, she took hold of his jaw, her fingers pressing hard at his jaw and cheeks.She forced him to look at her, to look at how angry she had gotten."All you need do is comply and make your life easy.Why must you make it so hard you damn monk."She growled, her other hand clutching at his cock, though he was lucky, for she was restraining herself and not twisting at his member."I was going to hold off in doing this, but it seems to need to learn a thing or two."Turning his head harshly, she exposed his neck and just as she was about to pierce at his neck, she heard the coachman above.<br><br>"Mistress?"<br><br>Hissing, she answered."What?"She demanded, holding the monks head still in place.<br><br>"We approach the castle Mistress."The coachman sounded a bit terrified as well he should.<br><br><br>Cursing, Ebony looked at the monk's exposed neck, at the vein that was beating frantically."Be glad for the interference."She said, releasing his head."But be warned. Such an occurence will not occur, not twice. Next time, I will have your blood running down my mouth and for all you know, it might not be from the vein located at your neck."Pushing herself off his lap, she righted her kimono, fixing it in place and tying the obi back in place.With a flick of her hand, his kimono was put back in place.His cock had been flaccid, so he was of no use anymore, not here that is.<br><br>Feeling the carriage rattle, then a gate being drawn open, the carriage trembled on, the gate closing and after a few moments, the carriage finally stopped and the door closed.<br><br>"Mistress."A young girl called out, reaching her hand to help her Mistress out.<br><br>"See to it that this one is secluded from the others. No contact only for food and water deliver."She announced, slipping from the carriage, the spell on the monk's body broken, but it did not mean he had control over himself, not fully that was.Fixing her hair, she was happy to finally be home.A few big, burly men with the same colars as the monks approached, one reaching in and grabbed hold of the monk, bringing him out roughly."Monk, now that you are confined here, be aware that any violence shall not be tolerated.Any harm you plan on doing, you shall find youself on the ground, your body writhing with pain.Anytime a thought occurs, that being to cause harm, expect to be on the ground, crying in pain.So, best that you behave."Turnng, she looked at the slave who had his hold on the monk."To the cellar.He shall be fed once a day.Until he learns his place, that is all he will get."<br><br>The large man nodded his head and pushed the monk, forcing him to head to the steps.<br><br><br>Feeling herself grimy, she looked over to the other large male.She had picked this one out fifty years ago and thanks to the blood she had fed him, he would not age, though he would not be strong enough to harm her."Come, you shall wash me."She said and headed towards her home, her slave following behind like the obidient thing that he was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>13-01-2012, 19:52:02</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth's head would snap sharply to the side when she struck him, and when she forced his head to look back at her, he would simply meet her gaze. Others might have paled and been worried under the gaze. But though she might not know it, her physical assault did little more than simply temper the belief he was holding deep in his heart. And he would be lying if he didn't say he felt some small bit of accomplishment, glad to ruin her little fantasy of tormenting him. Of course, he'd simply listen quietly as she threatened him, and couldn't help but wonder what vein she was speaking of, though he was pretty sure he knew.<br><br>&nbsp;But soon enough it seemed they reached her home, and he found his clothing done back up and he was able to move, arms shifting a bit, working shoulders to make sure he was alright. Watching her, he'd listen to her tell him about no harm, and just gave the slightest shake of his head. Unlike her, he wasn't a creature of violence. He did tend to try and solve things with his words, so he wasn't ultimately all that concerned. Of course, doesn't mean he wouldn't try to escape at some point, when things were a bit more advantageous to him.<br><br>&nbsp;Being suddenly yanked out of the carriage, he'd simply look at the men.... other's who had likely been broken by this monster of a female. And part of him couldn't help but feel somewhat sorry for them, though he knew there was likely nothing he could do to help them... especially not given his own situation.<br><br>&nbsp;Stumbling forward because of the shove, his head would turn to consider the man pushing him, but would simply walk forward, still seeming the pure, serene monk, despite the situation. Of course, he would likely end up jostled much more, since he was basicly trying to follow from the front. Hard to know where he was going when he'd never been here... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>19-01-2012, 09:28:09</strong>
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				The large, burly male took hold of Jareths' arm and tugged him down a hall, then another, and once more down another, until they reached a door.He slid is open and forced Jareth down the steps.It was dark, but after a bit of descending, light from some lit candles lit the bottom.The room was rather well kept for a cellar, then again, Ebony was not a one to tolerate mess or dirt in her home."Move."The male said, pushing Jareth towards the wall where steel shakles were mounted to the wall. There was a bucked off to the side in the corner where Jareth would be able to do his business behind a screen in private and a small cot of straw and a single linen to the other side. A window was mounted over to where the wall of shackles was, moonlight spilling through adding more light.Five bars were on the metal, each bar having a glyph etched to it.Nothing could get in or out unless Ebony said so.Taking Jareth by the arm once more, leading him to the wall and shoved him hard, face first against the hard brick, grabbing a lenght of chain, the shakle at one end and shakled his neck.<br><br>"You have been choosen as her new favorite."The male said, sneering.He sounded rather jealous, no doubt he had been the favorite once before. When he finished with the lock, a purple glyph etched itself in the metal.Pulling away, the male smirked."Do not bother trying to escape, it is futile. Enjoy your night human, your future can no longer be pleasant."He laughed and left Jareth to his own devices.<br><br><br><br>Ebony leaned back on her elbows, looking down as she watched Drury, the male who had been outside, press his mouth eagerly against her sex, sucking and slipping his tongue in and out of her wet, pink hole.She could only sigh in relief, her head tossed back a bit as a pleasant moan escaped her lips."you missed me, did you not my pet."She said, reaching a hand down and gripped his hair, pressing him harder against her sex. He could only groan in reply, breathing in her scent.She had been washed and scrubbed, her hair soaked and washed and now she was relaxing, being pampered and pleasured.Pulling at Drury's hair, she pulled him away and up her body, forcing him out of the bath he was in."On your back."She commanded and he did so without question.No one was allowed to be ontop her, it gave them a sense of power.She had the power, the authority and control.Mounting him, she took hold of his length, and took him wholly within her. Ebony gasped and so did he.<br><br>He didn't move, didn't aim to touch her, not unless she said so and she did."Touch me."She commanded, riding him harder and he touched her body.It didn't take long, but she came and so did he.She would not punish him for it, no.She was not upset with him, but with the newest one that was added to her collection.Dismounting, she rose to her feet."Get clean and get back to your duties."And he did without saying anything.A small girl held up a purple robe, helping Ebony done it and fashion the sash simply infront of her.Her body was almost exposed, though her breasts were still covered and so was her sex."Go."She told the girl and left her bath, going to where he was taken.Was he learning something, or was he still being foolish.Moving down the many corridors of her home, she reached the door she had aimed for and descended the stairs, seeing him shackled.He should be glad he had enough lenght of chain to allow him to move about in order to&nbsp; get to his cot and behind the privacy screen."Do you fancy me a monster, knowing that I provided for you such necessities.A bed and privacy screen."Moving no closer, she stared at him.Her hair was still damp, but held up her head in a loose chignon, some strands loose and falling gracefully behind her back."Well. Am I still a monster to you monk, or no?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 22:26:01</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would of course not appreciate the roughness of his guidance by the man, but wouldn't really try too much to defend himself. If what she had said was true, he wasn't necessarily going to test it out. Of course when the shackle was put upon his neck, he couldn't help but give the experimental pull on it, as if it might somehow -not- be sturdy. Eyes would glance towards the male as he spoke, not really finding the need to say anything in reply. The man made it sound like being her favorite would be both a good thing, and a bad thing. He was going to guess more bad than good.<br><br>&nbsp;But once the man walked off, chuckling to himself, Jareth would take a few minutes to slowly walk around the cell, checking out everything. The bed, the privacy curtain, the window... a shake of his head as it seems he was well and truly stuck for the time being. But at the very least he was alone, and had freedom to move. Something more than what he had at the other place. <br><br>&nbsp;When Ebony came to check on the man, she would find him sitting in the center of his cell, legs crossed indian style, with hands resting on his knees. Eyes were closed, and he had a serene look upon his features. Obviously he was meditating, but what added to the whole thing was the moonlight flowing through the window, which seemed to directly bath the monk in its light, making him appear to glow with a celestial light. <br><br>&nbsp;But when she spoke, he wouldn't open his eyes, simply speaking softly, in a calm, even tone.<br><br>&nbsp;"Giving me a simple bed and ability for momentary privacy doesn't change what you are. Nor does it change the fact that I am chained, collared, stuck in a cell, and without my freedom. So yes, you are still a monster, regardless of what you may try to tell yourself to make yourself feel better, or seem a little less monstrous to others."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>28-01-2012, 09:55:55</strong>
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				There were alot of things that annoyed Ebony.Having to be spoken to without ones eyes focusing on her was something she hated.It was as if they thought her of no importance so why bother looking at her.He did look beautiful, the glow of the moon shinning over his body, making him look so....innocent."These living conditions....are worse then what you had back in that horrid place?"She asked, smiling."Ah, then alas....I am a monster for not giving you a more.....better means of living. Do liked your cell instead, how awful of me not to have notices."Sarcasm...everyone hated it minus the person who did it."<br><br>Gracefully, she walked toward him, making no sound.He still had his eyes closed and she hated that.She demanded and expected for everyone to look at her at all times unless she said other wise. None to gracefully, she raised her leg and kicked at his chest hard, knocking him on his back. Snapping her fingers, the glyph glowed and his body was pinned down."I forgot to mention that one should never keep their eyes closed when I am present.I feel as if you think little of me and I don't you think little of me."She smirked."I can smell...your secret desire for me monk.Faint, but soon it would grow and flourish."Moving towards his body, she stepped over his body, then kneeled down, her bottom resting on his chest, her knees relaxing over his shoulders a bit."Do I smell nice? I was bathed in water that had lavender and rose pedals in it."Smiling devilishly, she decided that now would be a good time to start tormenting him. <br><br><br>Carefully, she untied the sash and opened her robe fully, exposing her body to his gaze.Rising up on her knees, her sex was above his lips, though not close.If she were to spread her knees open, she would be lowered onto his mouth, but she did, not.She kept a good distance...for now."I smell rather sweet here as well."Smiling, Ebony smoother a hand down her flat stomach and with her middle finger,she glided the tip back and forth along the slit of her sex."Would you like to smell it better...hmmm...? It smell even nicer within."And by mentioning that, using her index and forefinger, she spread her folds open, her middle finger gliding along the pink, glossy skin."Would you like to taste me my pet?"She teased and opened her knees just a bit, though not enough for his mouth to reach her.He could not move his head, but, with a smile, her eyes glowed a bit and the only thing the monk could move was his head and neck and nothing more."If you promise to behave I will let you have a taste, hmm?What do you say.Will you be a good boy for me? I do not wish to be the monster you paint me as."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>04-02-2012, 15:00:08</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would indeed keep his eyes closed, trying to keep his mind calm, despite the interruption of her words. And since she moved towards him on bare foot, even he wouldn't hear her approach, until the kick to his chest would disrupt his balance and send him flat on his back. And while he would naturally likely try to get back upright, the glyphs would keep him from doing so, so he was pinned on the ground, forced to look up at her as she moved upon his body, sitting on his chest. And eyes would watch as she parted the robe, much as she had in the carriage, revealing the curve of her breast, the smoothness of her tummy, and now the slit of her womanhood, which she began to toy with only inches from his face.<br><br>&nbsp;With only a slight shift, he'd be aware of his head being able to move, and knew that she wanted him to give in. And indeed, he did feel an arousal flowing through his body, an erection forming in his loose pants, watching her toy with herself only inches from his face. But he'd try to steel himself, ignoring the traitorous feeling of his body.<br><br>&nbsp;"Putting a serial killer in a fancy suit doesn't make him any less a murder... Just because your form is appealing doesn't make you any less a monster..."<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, he couldn't deny that there was a good smell coming from her, the flowery scent that seemed to match the curvy beauty of her form. But at the same time he wasn't simply going to allow her to manipulate him, if he could help him. So head would remain against the ground, and despite her words, would turn his eyes from her and up towards the window, trying to turn his focus onto something else, other than the woman who owned him and what she was doing in front of his face.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>07-02-2012, 21:07:09</strong>
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				"Ah, but he looks less like a murderer. I am no monster under this form.This is all me, born this way and seen as nothing else.I only do what I do if by chance that person does not please me, disrespects me or does somethin I do not approve.I do not want to hurt you my pet, not yet at least."she said looking down at him and smiled."I am not a monster, far from it.In the eyes of the other slaves, I am like a savior to them.They would have been in far worse conditions.I saved them, just like I saved you."<br><br>She glided her middle finger along her pink skin, watching as he had the nerve to look away and crane his head so he was looking up towards the window.She frowned."Best you keep your eyes on me or......."she trailed off, not wishing to say something that would keep him from looking at her."or...else....."She was going to inform him that she would pluck out his eyes if he continued to direct his attention away from her, but no.If she said it, then forever would he paint her as the monster he saw her as.She couldn't have that.And why all of a sudden was she changing her demeanor towards him.She was cruel and heartless.Any other of her pets would have complied and sucked at her sweet womanfold, but no, not him.She could smell his arousal.It was potent in the air.He was aroused, and she was glad, but the fact remained that he still fought against his urges and forced himself to be a holy man of the word.<br><br><br>When was the last time she had been sweet towards a person.Too long unfortunate, though it woudln't hurt to try and see how friendly she could be.She hated giving in at times, but desperate times call for desperate measures..or was it dastrict.She removed her hand from between her legs and caressed his cheek gently."I dont' want to be a monster.Not in your eyes my pet.Never in yours.Why can't you see that.I cannot release you and set you free unfortunate to say.Having you around.......it.....it feels right."Slowly, she moved herself down his body, until the core of her pressd against his erection gently.She sighed and leaned down, pressing her nose to his neck."I want you to feel safe with me."She kissed his neck, laving her tongue over the pulsing vein at his throat, then gingerly placed butterflu kisses until she reached up his ear and blew warm air over it.With her mind, she set his arm and only his arms free, giving him a chance to do as he pleased."you can touch me, a luxury I rarely give to my other slaves."moving her lips along his jaw, she went for his mouth and kissed his sweetly, her tongue gliding along the seam of his lips.Her hips worked over his, her womanhood rubbing against the erection that was tucked behind his pants, the fabric adding a sense of pleasurable friction that made her gasp.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>16-02-2012, 10:47:50</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would lower his eyes to look at her, even as she slid hands away from her sex and slid down the length of his body, teasing her lips along the side of his neck and breathing words into his ear. There was almost something in how she spoke that made him believe her... but despite that feeling, he pushed such away from his mind, knowing what she was. And there was no way to tell if she was being sincere, or if this was some kind of ploy meant to sway him under her power.<br><br>&nbsp;But then his arms would be freed, hands moving to grip her hips, which seemed to fit his hands perfectly, and he began to push her down, with intent to push her off... but then the mixture of her mouth suddenly taking his, as well as the increased pressure of her womanhood on the bulge of his arousal caused a flare of pleasure through his body, as well as a groan to pass by his lips. <br><br>&nbsp;And despite himself, he did have to say that her mouth tasted good... and the feel of her body under his hands was nice... she was surprisingly warm. Hands would push down from her hips, and fingers would find the flesh of her tight bottom beneath the kimono, and would grip firmly, intending to push her up and away from his erection. But as fingers felt the tightness of that toned bottom, he would feel a wavering in himself. <br><br>&nbsp;She did say he could touch her.... surely there might not be any harm in doing so, right? And just because he touches her a bit doesn't mean he will give in... right?<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>24-02-2012, 08:48:29</strong>
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				His willing touches ment he was slowly letting his guard down. She had him. No man could resist the body of a woman, no matter how pure they say they are. Groaning, she grinding against his erection hard, a gasp of pleasure leaving her lips."Yes, yes. Keep touching me. Do not stop."Her voice had a firm edge to it, but it still wavered when one was consumed with lust and need.Ebony gliding her tongue up his neck, over his chin and teased the seam of his lips, until she gently pushed her tongue between his lips and kissed him, groaning at the taste of him.Ebony needed more of him. His mouth and touches. She wasn't aware at how desperate she was to have him.Kissing him deeply, Ebony couldn't help, but love his lips, kissing him harder, her tongue searching around his mouth. She wanted his mouth all over her. Her neck, breasts, stomach, between her legs. Ebony couldn't afford to release his entire body, but she could still move around.<br><br><br>"I need your mouth, everywher on me."She said against his lips and slowly, she moved her body upward, until her bare breasts was over his mouth, her perked, rose tip nipple teasing his upper and lower lip."Suck."She commanded, reaching down and cupped her mound, moving her breasts so the nipple brushed along his mouth."Suck me. I know you want to.Do not deny us both Monk.It'll be good for us. A little temptation will cause no harm." A reassurance that was false. Once he gave in, that was it. She would have him in her hand, commanding him to do all of her whims. She's had a Miko before.Young and foolish.She thought herself strong, but once she had a taste of Ebony and the pleasure, the Miko submitted rather quickly. Ebony kept the girl with her virtue still intact. The poor thing was no more then 15 though. Ebony had her when she was much younger and Ebony swore to the girl that when she came of age, no longer would she be a young girl, but a woman, Ebony had promised.<br><br><br>With this monk, Ebony was making a promise. She would break him down and make him into the slobering man that he was, begging for her at ever hour of the day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>06-04-2012, 02:31:52</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would actually groan very slightly into her mouth, spurred by the mixture of gripping her bottom in his hands, the feel of her body brushing against his, as well as the taste of her mouth as she continued to kiss him. And for at least a moment, he would forget that he was trying to resist, and would just feel the pleasure that her actions were bringing to him, his eyes closing for a moment.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, when the kiss was broken, he'd open his eyes, staring up into her face a moment, his fingers squeezing into her ass a little harder, a fingertip even teasing at the tight hole there. But when her body eased upwards, dangling those firm melons in front of his face, and even offering the hard peak to his lips, he'd consider momentarily. But then head would shift, and she'd feel the softness of his lips tease at the hardness of her nipple, before capturing it and beginning to nurse upon it softly, almost like a babe on its mothers tit... except this had a more pleasurable intent.<br><br>&nbsp;Teeth would be felt biting down on the nipple, and he'd give a small tug on it, even as he continued to massage her bottom, his pants actually almost painfully tight with the feeling of his erection, hard as steel, and probably not far from bursting his pants.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>25-04-2012, 06:57:35</strong>
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				She gasped, her eyes closing and pleasure slowly over taking her veins. His mouth was so soft and his tongue hot. Ebony moaned low in her throat, groaning as he tugged and sucked on her nipple. “Yes. Good monk. So good. “She said, feeling his hands squeeze at her rear. She even felt a slight probe of his finger against her taboo little hole. For a man like him, he gave in to quickly. Stroking a fingers against her pedals, she sighed, gliding a finger along her slit and teased herself, slipping that finger in and out of her pedals.<br><br>She could smell his musky scent. She smell was strong and driving her insane. No males scent has ever had her going crazy like he was doing. She wanted to suck him. Fuck him. Have that dick buried deep within her folds and have him cry out as he spilled within her, crying out her name, tell all who it was he obeyed. He wanted more, Ebony knew for a fact. He could deny all he wanted, but it was clear as day that he wanted to have at her body. As she teased her folds and his fingers teased at her other hole, Ebony raised herself, moaning when she felt her nipple being tugged. “I can please you Monk. With my mouth. My hands. Just say it. Say that you want me. I’ll relieve you of the ache growing between your legs and at the same time, you can relieve me of mine. What do you say monk?” Surely he would say yes. He would ask that she please him. To help him relieve the pressure of his engorged cock. He wouldn’t be so stupid as to fight against her.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 22:12:46</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Indeed, as she played with her pussy only a few inches from him, the scent of her arousal would fill the air. And it only served to cause the erection within his pants to throb painfully, fully aware that the pleasure of release could so easily be achieved. Especially when she spoke the words of him only having to say that he wanted her. It didn't seem as if it'd be all that bad, and it was only a few simple words.<br><br>&nbsp;But after a few moments, he'd pull back from her breasts, and despite his hands still squeezing at her tight, perfectly sculpted ass, his teeth would clench shut for a moment. Apparently, despite the lust that was overwhelming him in the moment, he was finding some inner reserve of determination to fight against the desire that was forming in his loins.<br><br>&nbsp;"... No. Go to hell."<br><br>&nbsp;A final squeeze of his hands, unconciously, and those too would fall away. Oh, he was still quite aroused and sorely tempted... but he had his training, and his virtue to help protect him. At least for now. And even as he spoke the words of where she could go, internally he began to chant a mantra to himself. And it did work to calm his raging desires a little, to take the edge off. And the monk actually seemed as though he was glowing just a little brighter to her eyes, the scent of him that seemed to get to her so much getting just a little stronger.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 04:54:22</strong>
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				The way his hands squeezed at her ass had her moaning and grinding against his body. “Yes. Just say it. Say that you want me.” Her finger probed within her cunt, feeling along her walls. She was letting herself get lost in the pleasure, the way his hands squeezed at her ass until suddenly, his voice and choice of words broke the spell. No? No! She stopped fingering herself, her anger peaking. His hands were no longer fondling her ass, but were simply limp against his sides. Looking down, she glared at his eyes, seeing them glow almost. <br><br>His body was glowing as well and his scent, it was stronger than before. Ebony began to shake a bit with rage. He was...ignoring her again. What was he thinking? Was he making fun of her? Sitting up straight, she stared down at him, her eyes focused with his. “You just keep continuing to anger me. Why do you have to make things so hard?” She asked, wanting to wrap her small, dainty hands around that thick neck of his, but she wouldn't. Not right now that is. <br><br>Hearing light foot steps, Ebony raised herself from him and turned, seeing one of her young servants enter with a tray of food. A smile formed on Ebony's face. “Suri, my love.” She cooed, seeing the girl stop mid step. Moving away, she approached the young girl. “Put that down my dear and come here. I would like you to meet someone new.”<br><br>Suri blushed and did as she was told. She never questioned this woman. It was thanks to Ebony that she was still among the living and not rotting underneath the ground. Moving towards her Mistress, Suri was led over and stopped a few feet from Jareth.<br><br>“This is my new little dog. He has given himself a name, though he doesn't deserve to have it used. Does he look beautiful to you my love?” She asked, moving behind Suri, her arms wrapping around her body and slowly she began to untie the sash that held her robe in place. “My little pet hasn't been behaving and he refuses to let me help him satisfy his hunger. Care to help me quench it Suri?” She asked, letting the sash fall to the ground, her hands reaching up and parted her robe open and pulled it down her arms. <br><br>Looking over Suri's head, she smirked down at Jareth, her eyes glowing. “Sit up on your knees my pet and behold this lovely beauty.” His collar vibrated, forcing him up and to his knees. She'll give him free range of his body soon enough, though it would be fun to see how much he wanted his freedom. “Now my pet, I have control over your body. I can make it do whatever I want.” she moved Suri closer, her mound leveled with his face. “Now...you can choose to kiss Suri here-” she moved her hand and cupped Suri's mound, using her fingers and parted her pedals and revealed the pink flesh within, “- or I can make you kiss. Which do you choose?”<br><br>Suri didn't even struggle, nor did she beg. All she did was look down at Jareth, her cheeks rosy, her body quivering with anticipation. Already she could feel her pussy tingling within, her nipples hardening. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 05:01:35</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth as fully aware of the way she went from moaning in eager arousal to bristling in anger at his sudden lack of action, the sudden lack of his fingers upon her flesh. Her yelling was enough to cause his internal dialogue of the mantra to pause, and his eyes would again open o look towards her, the defiance still within the calm depths of his eyes. It was hard, but he almost felt the desire to smile, partly out of he reaction, and partly because he knew it would be a jab at her... something he knew she wasn't used to feeling from her 'pets'. <br><br>&nbsp;Even as Ebony became distracted with the approach of a serving girl, Jareth's own attention would be diverted as well... anything to take focus momentarily off the form of Ebony. Suri, as Ebony called her, was indeed a very beautiful young girl, who seemed to have an air of innocence about her.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, these idle thoughts might be short-lived as he felt the sudden tingle in the collar, and his body easing up into the kneeling position. His eyes would drift towards Ebony, but would be greeted with the sight of her undressing the maid, revealing the lovely form beneath. And Jareth would be hard pressed to say it wasn't a very interesting sight, watching Ebony tease her fingers over the maid's outfit, pulling it off, before teasing at the flesh of the young girl. And just as he was beginning to get his lust under control, another surge of desire caused his cock to pulse back into steel status, seemingly hard enough to break diamonds.<br><br>&nbsp;But as Ebony spoke of his options, his eyes would pull away from the movemets of her hands upon Suri's flesh, lifting upwards to stare directly into Ebony's eyes. And despite the painful surge of desire flaring in his loins, the monk forced a small, almost amused smile upon his lips... something he was sure was stick to Ebony. Something he would no doubt pay for, but he did it anyway.<br><br>&nbsp;"I believe you aren't so short of memory to remember where you should book your next travel destination. And though you may force the flesh, it will have no effect upon the spirit within. If a mere puppet for you to control is what you want, I'm sure you can find a toy shop with some marionette. I'm sure they'd be more accomodating.... and less frustrating."<br><br>&nbsp;Obviously the monk taking a moment to stick at her a few times, knowing how his reactions are effecting her. And he'd give a slight smile to Suri, seeing her as a helpless victim in this, despite the signs of obvious arousal. The hardened nipples upon perky orbs, the increasing glistening of folds that were held open by Ebony's slim fingers, the flush of her cheeks that seemed to sweep down over her body. He himself was still painfully erect, knowing that the body might react, regardless of the true desires of the owner of said flesh.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>30-08-2013, 09:11:20</strong>
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				Suri trembled against her fingers, so desperatly wanting to feel that man's lips upon her womanly folds, but instead of him hearing or feeling him to it, he spoke back to her Mistress. Suri could only freeze, her eyes widening as she turned her head to look at her lovely Mistress. Servants who spoke back to her received a very painful punishment. If not that then death. “M-Mist-”<br><br>“Shh, its alright my lovely. He's just a bit nervous you see for he knows not what to do with a woman. A holy monk he is and he believes prays and chants will help him in over powering his lustful thoughts. Tis quite sad my dear. Suri, my darling, ask him what you want. Go ahead, perhaps he'll listen to you instead.”<br><br>Suri looked back down to Jareth, her cheeks flushed once more. She nibbled her lips, her body quivering. Without being told, she took a step forward, feeling her Mistress's hand slip away from her mound. “Please......please kiss me.” She begged, her hand reaching over and parted her slick lips. “Please kiss me. It....it aches....so much.”<br><br><br>“See, she wishes for a kiss. Will you deny her one my pet?” Ebony moved from behind Suri and now stood behind Jareth. She sat down, her hands resting on his shoulders, her lips pressed to his ear. “ Just a kiss upon those lovely lips. Nothing more. I'll leave you alone once you have given her what she so begs for.” Though Ebony knew that once he had those lips of his pressed against Suri's mound, his hunger would spike and he will no doubt devour the young maidens pussy. He might even go so far as to fill her up with that amazing rod he had within his pants. <br><br>“Go on my pet. Would you kiss her if she says your name? Hmm, would that stir you up?” She grinned, her eyes looking up to Suri's. The poor girl was trembling, her legs looking as if they would simply buckle from underneath her lithe body. She was flushed a ready, so desperately wanting that kiss. “Come on. Kiss her....Jareth.” His name, like velvet as it left her lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>19-09-2013, 06:49:58</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth's eyes would take in the sight of Suri, such a beautiful, innocent looking girl as she was toyed with. And the way her body trembled.... despite what the morality of his mind said he should do, his body throbbed, the erection giving a small, visible jump as it seemed to grow harder, as if readying to cut diamonds. Part of it was Suri's pure beauty, and part of it was watching the gorgeous Ebony toying with the other girl's body.<br><br>&nbsp;His eyes would look up into Suri's as she softly begged, eyes falling down the nude front of her body, watching as her fingers parted her folds, revealing the very core of her femininity, seeing the glistening that spoke of her own want. There would be a slight gulp seen, as if the monk suddenly had a dry mouth, though it wouldn't be hard to guess what might have cause such a thing.<br><br>&nbsp;The teasing whisper of Ebony's words against his ear would be very tempting, especially since she promised to leave him alone. And yet, despite the temptation,his mind would work over her words. He could feel the arousal clouding his body, and beginning to press in on the very thoughts in his mind. And though he knew it could be a simple chaste kiss, he wasn't sure the increase in temptation could be resisted. And even if he were able to resist of his own will, with the damnable collar on his neck, Ebony could easily force his face to stay there, to be used for Suri's pleasure.<br><br>&nbsp;Finally, as Ebony finished speaking, he would lean his head forward, making both female's think he was about to indeed do just as she asked. But about halfway, he would stop, Suri able to feel the breath of his words, speaking softly, "... sorry." He would then lean back up, his eyes closing so that he couldn't see anything, and would say in a voice that seemed strained with the determination of willpower to resist the temptation, "... I am not your pet. If you want her to be kissed, do so yourself."<br><br>&nbsp;He couldn't help but give a slight shiver, partially from remembering the way she said his -actual- name, and partially because, even with eyes fully closed, the image of Suri seemed burned into his eyes, as well as the way Ebony had touched him. And though he knew he had this moment of defiance, barely obtained at this point, he was still unable to move his body, making him painfully aware still of the fact that his form was not his own to control. And while his mind attempted to fight and keep distance, the will of the flesh was weaker, and he knew it would be easier to sway if he did as they asked. <br><br>&nbsp;Jareth was steeling himself, fully expecting either pain, or to be forcefully moved to kiss Suri's flesh. He was already readying for another battle between his mind and his body, though with the way his erection throbbed, it seemed that the will of the body was slowly beginning to overcome the will of the mind. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LittleRedRidingHood</strong> on <strong>19-09-2013, 09:27:35</strong>
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				Both woman seemed to have held their breathe, Jareth leaning in, so close. His lips so close to kissing at that sweet treasure, until he stopped.<br><br>Suri froze, thinking that perhaps he was admiring her sweet flower until he spoke. Her face fell. He pulled away. She trembled, not sure of what to do. He would get in trouble. She knew he would or.....she would get the punishment instead. Mistress Ebony has done that. She's punished those that didn't even do anything thanks to the wrong doing of others. Suri hoped she wouldn't get punished. She's always done anything and everything to please her Mistress. To be punished for the first time would truly break her.<br><br><br><br>Ebony was rather fond of the girl. To have to damage that lovely skin. Well Suri could surely blame the blasted monk for it. Saying nothing, she pulled away from Jareth and rose to her feet. Moving away from him, she took her time, eyes focused on him before focusing on Suri. She stopped, her back facing him. “I asked you to simply give her a kiss. She even asked you herself. Kindly. What did you do instead? Slap our faces and said no.” She gave a feminine snort. “ You refuse to learn. To listen. To obey. To go against me is punishment. But you would want that, wouldn't you. To have me end your life so that you may be free of this.” She looked over her shoulder to him. “But you can simply forget about that. No. Instead of punishing you, I shall have to punish Suri instead.”<br><br><br>The girl whimpered, but made no move to run away or speak out. She simply stared down at Jareth, her eyes shiny with unshed tears. <br><br>“Oh yes. To have such an innocent girl suffer for your mistakes. She will not hate me. She'll hate you. Blame you for the permanent marks she will receive upon her flesh. Such lovely skin she has too. Twould be a shame to mar it. I love touching it. To kiss and bite it when I grow hungry.” Her fangs tingled. “Hmm..perhaps I should do that. Bite her. That lovely neck. That throbbing vein. It would be a shame if I accidently bit too hard and ripped her skin. All that lovely red blood wasted on the floor.”<br><br><br>The girl paled, imagining the horror. She trembled, eyes fially spilling the tears. She looked to Jareth, hoping he would ask for forgiveness. Something, so that she wouldn't have to suffer his punishment. “P-Plea-”<br><br>“Don't. Speak. You know better.” Finally, she turned and faced the man she was slowly losing her tolerance on. Without warning, she grabbed Suri by the hair, hard and pushed her down, yanking her hair up, exposing her neck. Fangs bared, she leaned down, face eye level with Jareth's. “Will you send a prayer? Hmm? Will you ask for forgiveness seeing as you will be the reason for her death.” She said. Her other hand rose up, her nails having elongated into points now. She pressed the tips to Suri's throat, clutching her almost, but not enough to break skin. “I will give you one chance....to redeem yourself. Somethin I do not give others and Suri knows this herself.” Moving away, she yanked the girl and forced her onto her back. “Open your legs Suri.” She said, releasing the girl's hair. Looking at Jareth, she glared. “Fuck her and I will forgive you. Refuse and she dies. Understand?” she gave him control of his body in order to follow through. "Do anything stupid and believe I can make you break your own neck."<br><br><br><br>Not wishing to risk being yelled, Suri kept herself from wiping her eyes and cheeks. She stared down her body to Jareth, eyes pleading. “P-please......” She whispered, whimpering a bit. She prayed that he would comply and do what he was told to do. She did not mind being fucked. It was something to expect, especially living here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A New Claim...</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antone</strong> on <strong>03-10-2013, 23:39:26</strong>
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				<br>&nbsp;Jareth would kneel there silently, fully aware of the weakness of his own flesh, with the pillar of his erection sticking straight up from his crotch. He fully expected punishment for the lack of obedience to the creature that had put this blasted collar upon him. And he could see the way Suri tightened up, the fear evident in the girl's eyes, even if the tears hadn't been there. For some reason, the tears alone caused a slight skip in his heart, though whether because they made her look even more beautiful, or because he only realized she might be in trouble as well, it was hard to say. But the firmness of his erection didn't waver, even if his mind attempted to remain apart from the whole experience.<br><br>&nbsp;Of course, he could hear the way Ebony's tone changed with his act of defiance, listened to the way she spoke of the dark acts she could commit on the pure looking Suri. His golden gaze would move towards Ebony, eyes unwavering as he watched as she teased clawed fingertips across Suri's neck, knowing it wouldn't be hard for the dark, sinful monster to end the girl's life. But then she spoke of giving a chance, watching as she commanded Suri easily into place, forcing the girl to reveal her pussy to him, seemingly more than ready for his cock, despite the fear and tears within her gaze.<br><br>&nbsp;Jareth was stuck in quite the internal dilemma at the moment. Part of him knew that he should resist, to fight tooth and nail against anything she wanted, knowing that death was far more favorable to this forced servitude she was attempting to inflict upon him, his mind and spirit wanting to be free. But on the opposite side, his body was hard and ready, apparently more than eager to bury itself into the purity of Suri's awaiting body. And he wanted to feel no guilt over knowing his actions brought someone else to their death. But he was also ware that if he gave in, it would be a sign of weakness, Ebony no doubt thinking this would be a way to control him.... and it very well might be. But even he wouldn't know, until presented with the next example of it.<br><br>&nbsp;As control eased back into his body, he'd shift arms experimentally, one of his hands flexing into a fist momentary. And both females could almost see the gears turning within the monk's mind, very much pondering simply lashing out as hard and fast as he could at Ebony, the woman already having threatened his death, which would be quite an easy escape, if she acted out her own words. But he knew it would be just as likely that she simply stopped him, and killed Suri for the attempt.<br><br>&nbsp;"Just shows how weak you truly are, monster... having to resort to the manipulation of others to get your way, unable to get it upon your own power."<br><br>&nbsp;The man would finally relax the fist, and he'd slowly move forward, not crawling, but simply easing forward on his knees, unwilling to add further entertainment for Ebony as he approached Suri. His strong body would ease up between her welcoming legs, both hands moving to brace on either side of the Suri's lush form, his eyes staring into hers for a long moment. <br><br>&nbsp;"... I'm sorry..."<br><br>&nbsp;The words were very softly spoken, but genuinely meant. Of course, whether it was sorry for causing her trouble, or for what he was about to do to her, it was hard to discern exactly. But even as the words were spoken, hips would shift forward, the thick head of his erection beginning to nudge at the lips of her pussy, the tip sliding up and down teasingly, though it was accidental. He shifted until the head managed to spread those pouty lower lips, finding the head of his cock pressing against the very entrance of her pussy. For a moment, the monk might hesitate, more because of the way her warmth felt just on the head of his cock, knowing it was a physical pleasure alone, but was something that could easily corrupt the mind.<br><br>&nbsp;But after a few heartbeats (or maybe with a little spurring from Suri), Jareth would lower his head, and would begin to allow his hips to drop, slowly sinking inch after inch of that impressive manhood down into the awaiting depths of Suri's pussy, slowly forcing her to sheath his cock. Jareth's body would shake just slightly as the pleasure of her tight heat began to travel up the length of his body, his physical form feeling it vividly like an electric shock, even as his mind tried to focus on things other than the pleasure. But lower and lower he would sink, that manhood impressive but sad to be possessed by the monk, a man who had no true desire to use it for the pleasure of females, until he would bottom out, fully having every inch of his thickness in Suri's body, loaded balls resting against her bottom as he stopped moving, a slight grunt coming from his lips at the sensation of his entire length being intimately held by the tight heat of Suri's form.<br><br>&nbsp;Jareth would likely stay fully inside of her for a minute or two, perhaps trying to fight the pleasure he was feeling, or grow used to the idea of what he was doing or any other number of things that might be going on in the war between mind and body. But after a few more moments, he would begin to slowly ease himself out of her body, pulling just as slowly out as he had pushed in, until only the head remained in. And then began the slow descent back into Suri's eagerly awaiting depths. While it wasn't quite the 'fucking' that Ebony had likely wanted, it was something.... It was still a victory in and of itself, the first step into corrupting the purity of the monk and turning him into her owned slave, to shatter that purity and having him ready and eager to rut anything and everything, whether it was her or her pets.
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