Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche
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				Title: <strong>Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>27-09-2011, 01:19:19</strong>
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				The creature felt the heat.. the burning.. as it entered the atmosphere. The impact was enough to kill of the rest of his kind. It’s connection with its ‘host’ is severed leaving it in a frail and weakened state. Weeks pass by as the Creature hibernates in a cocoon like state. <br>After a long time it finally evolves to a state that is capable of sustaining itself. It lost its Host so it would need to become it. The single tentacle like shape slowly swirls around the ground until it finds a small rabbit. Like a rabbit creature it attacks it with the single intention of growing. The creature and soon others would help the creature evolve. Each innocent bunny gives way to another tentacle, which in turn strengthens the host. The host is the combination of all its tentacles.<br><br>After a while the tentacle is capable of tacking down larger prey. Bears, deer, dogs, all eventually get taken for the purpose of growing. Each new creature adds more genetic code. The wolves have introduced the ability of smell and hearing. The bears have strengthened the tentacles the creature possess, birds offered the creature sight. For the first time the creature became aware of itself and its surrounding. It reached a low level of consciousness. When a human is finally captured and taken, the tentacle shivers. It offered little in the form of physical strength or sharper senses, yet the creature craved this prey above all else. Each human then captured added more and more conscious to the creature. Eventually the creature learned enough to take on a human form. <br><br>Now centuries later, ‘Ruyin’ as he calls himself, is playfully dancing with a plain yet well-developed noblewoman. His short mask does nothing to hide his almost perfect smile. His Short dark black hair seems to always dance in the wind whenever a small breeze presents itself. The bright grey eyes stare hungrily behind the mask at the woman in his hands. After all this time he has stopped hunting for survival, choosing to hunt for sport instead. He has learned self-control and is able to sustain humans during breeding rituals. Yet during all his years absorbing human dna and breeding he has also taken on a few of the human characteristics. Pride and every being the biggest of them. Each event he goes too is a challenge for him. Only pick the best Dna, the pest prey, the toughest hunt, the youngest boys. The rules change per game. Would there ever be a prey that could keep him on his toes? <br><br>He sighed as he let go of the woman he was dancing with. “filth” he muttered underneath his breath as he walked towards one of the vacant dining tables. His finely black coat was embroidered with silver, giving the design a deathlike aura. The creature liked the color black. Lately when he closed its eyes, it found the color black to soothe him, almost making him… calm. He shook such foolish notions from his mind as he rested his head on his fist. “This party is a drag”&nbsp; He whispered softly, yet loud enough for the servant next to him to hear.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 01:29:14</strong>
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				Parties truly were something the young Lord never felt comfortable with; he was much happier with the company of a good book in the sanctity of his chambers that in the midst of many people whom he had never met. His father always insisted that he make his presence known however and as such Rion found himself lingering somewhat awkwardly at the edge of the crowded ballroom, his head tilted down to stare at the red wine held lightly within one hand. "So tedious..." He murmured softly, lifting his other hand to fiddle with the white mask that hid his delicate face from view, long light brown hair combed straight to hang to his elbows. Dark blue eyes gazed out then at the crowd as he decided to finally move out and towards the chairs lined up on the edge of the floor.<br><br>Black leggings clung to his slender legs, knee-high boots of the same pitch color clicking on the floor with a slight heel and fine silver buckles. A navy shirt with slender tails fluttered over his top half and a silver pendant dangled about his neck, glittering in the light. Occasionally he would be stopped by a passer by and forced to exchange pleasantries until finally he reached the safety of the seats, speaking to the same servant the strange did.<br><br>"Another glass of wine if you- Ah..." He noticed his error and inclined his head slightly, placing the now empty wine glass upon the table and fiddling with his mask to ensure it hide his face properly, crossing his legs neatly. "My apologies, Sir... I did not realise that you needed the service..." He nodded to the servant who bustled away before Rion sighed softly and glanced toward the main ball filled with dancers from various lines of nobility.<br><br>"Might I ask; why aren't you in the midst of the other Lords and Ladies? Do you not enjoy the dance, Sir...?" He trailed off, tilting his head curiously towards the dark-clad male, his hands folding and resting upon his thigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 12:08:46</strong>
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				Ruyin stared at the servant as he took hold of a glass of red wine. He swirled his hand gently, causing the fluid to swirl around in the glass. That was one thing Ruyin still did not master, as he could sometimes be lost in thought doing unusual things. When he finally decided the wine swirling was boring him, he heard the other man talk.&nbsp; “The dance?” He said slowly, carefully weighing the question. It had struck him as odd that humans usually repeated the question before giving an answer, but he mimicked it all the same. His memories caught the man’s accent, finding a similar one in his memories. He quickly switched to the accent, hoping the man did not notice. <br>“Why does any man go to a masked ball in Venice” He said softly, almost singing to the other man. He gave only a brief smile, seeming to hint it was only for him. “A city famed for international banking and shipwrights offers a vast opportunities, where better to seize them?” He said as he made an elaborate gesture with his arm, grasping the ballroom in his fist. Body language had been hard for the creature at first, why did humans insist on talking with both their vocal cords and their arms?<br><br>Ruyin knew he had not answered the man’s question, simply giving him something else to work with. He watched the other man, searching for signs of distrust or confusion. He smiled gently again as he leaned back, resting his tall frame. He waited a full minute before he continued talking to the man. “And what brings you to Venice, the angelic capitol of the corrupt and perverse” He dipped his right ring finger inside the wine, swirling it briefly before bringing it up to his mouth to sample. The creature liked doing strange things, it helped him remember the fact that it was not human. Keeping his eyes fixed on this particular prey, he weighed him. If he deemed him interesting enough, he might give chase. If he bored him he would either leave him or take him against his will. “Hmm?” He said playfully as he licked another drop of wine from his finger.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 17:18:24</strong>
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				The man seemed terribly curious; certainly much different to the other members of nobility in the room; he spoke honestly rather than taking the time to try and fathom what Rion wanted to hear before replying, and the young Lord found himself chuckling softly, nodding his head with a small smile to mirror Ryuin's. "Ahh... An opportunity seeker, is it? There are a few of you tonight..." He looked back towards the dance hall with a small sigh, fiddling idly with his mask. He hoped he would not end up promising another referral to his father; it was all so very tedious.<br><br>As the man continued however, his curiosity was piqued further, a light blush ghosting his cheeks at the way in which the grand city was described. Had the comment reached anyone else's ears, he was sure there would be a terrible gasp; Venice was a place of fine art and aristocracy; certainly no debauchery! "Ah... You see a side of this city few admit exists... Though... Perhaps you shouldn't speak so openly; many are oddly defiant of such things and you could offend someone... Myself however... I do prefer honesty." He smiled again behind the mask of pure white, nodding his head lightly before he watched the man swirl a finger in the wine and slowly lap at the drops on the tip. It seemed so unnecessary and the blush upon his cheeks darkened slightly as he cleared his throat.<br><br>"Mmn... Do forgive me, but I find the one appeal about these balls is being able to remain anonymous..." The fact that many people here knew who he was regardless wasn't the point. "... I like to be private in my affairs; nothing personal at all..." He smiled slightly and lowered his gaze to his lap where his hands rested, sighing once again.<br><br>"Though... Honestly... These places are too crowded for my liking... I tend to do poorly in large gatherings..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>28-09-2011, 18:11:55</strong>
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				The man grinned as he head the boy speak off he hesitance to appear in public events. Nobles often had funny way’s. The reason why the creature called Ruyin often went for nobles was not because they possessed the strongest DNA. Nobles were harder sport, as they often thought they were better than him or had several servants around them.<br>Whether or not they have a sovereign whom they are subordinate to, these noblemen definitely have commoners who are subordinate to them. The usual nobleman often had at least a manservant and a butler close at hand. At festivals like these they were usually alone, offering the perfect hunting ground. <br><br>“Well I will keep in mind you like my honest nature”<br><br>He whispered softly as he took a normal sip of the wine. He glanced at the boy and tried to search for some signs of discomfort. Even in this age a lot of males would find themselves outraged at the very notion of sharing affection between males. Yet in secrecy a lot of them moaned differently. Was this boy an admirer of male grace or did he have to be tamed. Before the boy could comment of his, he quickly changed the subject. <br><br>“I am glad I in the presence of a man like yourself, a thinker who has released the shackles of his own morality.” <br>Placing the glass of wine on right knee, he slowly began to balance it with a childish grin. A feat he did not have to fake as he was actually enjoying toying with the glass.<br><br>“Do poorly you say?.. Hmmm” He mumbled the last bit as he stared at the ball that was going on around them. He moved his finger back to the glass, this time tracing his fingertip alongside the glass edge.<br>His digit moved with grace and fluidity, no doubt about that.<br>Slowly almost unnaturally he repeated the circle like shape, a slow and watery movement. <br><br>“Yet in my presence you seem to do exceedingly well. I myself am hard-pressed to find a single attribute about you that I despise.” <br><br>He spoke honestly and blunt, as if he was indeed looking for something to despise about the man. Not wanting the male to respond to this, he pressed on. “I for one would not have enjoyed the evening as much without your…. Delightful presence and illuminating pieces of conversation.<br>He slowly eyed the boy from head to toe, weighing him in his mind before answering. “I have yet to be introduced to your lady that has accompanied you tonight. Do not tell me she simply lets you roam the streets of Venice alone, unguarded.”<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 17:22:32</strong>
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				Perhaps it was odd to be in the sole company of another man at such a grand occasion as the ball, but then, Rion mused; why should he not enjoy the conversation of people similar to himself? He certainly preferred the other man's company than that of the ladies who would fawn and fuss over him. Even so, it would be prudent not to cause any suspicion to be cast on his character; his father would be furious if he was to hear any unsavoury rumours flitting around and it was with that in mind that the boy cleared his throat and shifted his chair ever so slightly away as he spoke. "Indeed... I meet so many who lie through their teeth; it is refreshing to see one who doesn't..." He nodded politely, smiling across at his companion.<br><br>He watched as Ryuin balanced the wine glass upon his knee, the action causing a delicate eyebrow to lift before the boy's eyes were caught by the finger moving slowly over the rim; almost hypnotising. "Ah... Hmm?" He blinked quickly and lightly shook his head to pull himself away, looking back up at the man with a soft smile. "Oh, my apologies... I drifted off for a moment..." It took a pause for him to recall what the man said, his cheeks flushing slightly as he realised he had been rather pleasantly complimented. He shook his head with a dismissive wave of a hand, turning away with a slightly embarrassed expression.<br><br>"Oh... If you think I am good conversation, you can't have met many nobles here; most could speak for hours on interesting matters... I know little of the arts and the social circles..." He cleared his throat once again and reached for a passing servant, lifting a glass of wine from the tray the man carried to lift it to his lips and take a small sip, sighing shortly after. The man seemed to compliment his rather easily; it was rather odd to him, and while it was always nice, he couldn't help but feel a little awkward.<br><br>"My lady? Oh..." He chuckled softly and shook his head again. "I... Regret to say I have no such woman at my arm; my father claims I spend too much time with my head in the clouds to be considered a good suitor yet..." Which was fine in his view; he was in no hurry to find a woman to wed. The whole idea was a little terrifying to Rion, but he would never speak such an opinion; the nobles gosspied about him enough.<br><br>"What of yourself? Are you here alone...?"
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				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 18:37:30</strong>
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				“hmm” The man whispered as the youth went on explaining the absence of a lady at his hand. “I see..” The youth seemed to have little backbone in him at the moment, grinning Ruyin went to work. “Alone myself?.. I am never really alone” He eyed the boy, his eyes suggesting that he was the reason he was not alone. Ruyin gave a small chuckled that he muffled by taking a small sip of his wine. The truth was, Ruyin never was alone for he was a legion. <br><br>“You fascinate me” He said playfully as if it was natural for him to say it.<br><br>The youth would suddenly find his chair sliding a few inches closer to his, as the man used his index finger and thumb to pull the chair closer, as if the youth and the chair was a simple feather. “You speak of art, culture, nobles and their society as if that could hold my interest” He leaned closer to the youth, his eyes fixed upon him. The youth could no doubt smell his scent, an sweet and alluring aroma that seemed to clung on the man like a finely tailored coat. <br><br>“You are a thing that prickles my curiosity. Like you said…. I am but a mere opportunity seeker.” He slid an inch closer towards the boy with a strange snake like grace. The man hardly seemed to move a muscle; it looked more like the chair was moving him for his ease. <br><br>His eyes slowly became a tint lighter, as it usually did when it became exited. He inhaled the youth’s scent, memorizing it for easy tracking. The devilish grin came back as the man peered down on the youth sitting mere inches away from him now. “Your voice stirs the whispered hunger within me, my desire.“ The creature wanted to grin even wider. Would the youth cry out and run for his father or simply shiver in fear? Humans could be so absolutely delightful. The man leaned even closer to the youth, almost reaching the youth’s neckline before he spoke again. <br><br>“Words cannot describe the things that I yearn for you to bestow onto me” <br><br>The next move would be the youth’s, if he proved to be interesting enough he might just spare him, might. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 18:50:55</strong>
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				Rion blinked slowly across at the other man with a curious expression at the odd comment; was never alone? The rather weighted look in his direction caused the boy to blush slightly and turn away, biting his lower lip with a small and anxious shuffle. Things were moving along awfully quickly, and he felt terribly out of control all of a sudden.<br><br>He felt his chair be moved back to where it was and turned sharply back to his companion, lips parting as if to protest before Ryuin spoke again and he gasped softly, his eyes widening. He held the man's interest, was something fascinating; it was definitely too much for mere friendly banter and Rion coughed lightly, sipping again at his wine as he felt rather than saw the man slide closer. The sweet and almost intoxicating scent came to him and he inhaled deeply, shivering ever so slightly afterwards before he focused intently upon his glass, shaking his head quickly. "Ah... S-Sir... I do not... Mean to be rude but... But you are... A little... A little..."<br><br>His words died on his lips as the final words passed between Ryuin's lips, his stomach clenching at the thought. He knew what the man must have wanted, and he was in no position to give it... So why could he not move away? "I... I'm afraid I... I am not... The right type of... Person for you to be s-saying such things to..." He stuttered horribly, gulping down what remained of his wine, breathing heavily shortly after and leaning slightly away. "I think I... I should... Perhaps leave... I've... Had quite enough s-socialising..." Rion added, moving to stand in a slow and awkward motion, taking half a step back before stopping, seeming unable to continue.<br><br>"Ahh... Oh no..." He murmured to himself, his cheeks flushing brilliantly as he looked around the room, praying for someone; anyone to come and offer assistance.
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				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 19:21:07</strong>
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				Hunger… deep painstaking hunger is what he felt for the boy. The way he shivered and stuttered, his scent, the way his eyes took the light and darkness around him. He wanted the boy for himself, only for him. If he had to kill the entire crowd he would, yet he wanted to hunt the boy, enslave him. Setting his particular set of rules in his mind, one thing he liked to do before toying with his food, he started to rise.<br><br>With a grace of the elegant dance he rose to his feet, his erect frame towering most of the men here. He was over six feet, yet it was only noticeable when you were up close. The man would either be the center of attention or be lost in the ground, there was no middle ground. His hand grabbed hold of the glass of wine, throwing it to his right, causing nothing to shatter. The glass simply slid across the table until it stood still, not having spilled a drop. When the boy would inevitable stare at where he had thrown the glass, he would act. <br><br>His body shot forwards, spinning between the chairs until he reached the boy. Supporting the boy’s waist and neck he pulled him with him, spinning a large circle until the two of them were behind a large finely cut marble pillar. “I want you to take everything I am and swallow it whole, never give it back, to leave me empty inside.” He said to the boy, whispering every word as if he wanted to please him with every word, every letter. He let the boy register the words for a brief moment, until he noticed the change in his eyes. He launched forwards, his lips locking with boy’s, his mouth hungry for his. His hand shot towards the boy’s neck trailing a finger down his spine. The boy had an unusual taste.<br><br>“I want to pin you down to your bed of blood red velvet and spill my pale existence wide open.”<br><br>His lips shot towards the boy once again, this time slowly kissing his neck. He inhaled the boy’s scent even more, it filled his nostrils as he shivered, it was mind shattering. He sunk his teeth in the boy, not hard enough to puncture the skin, yet hard enough to send the idea of what was to come. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 19:44:08</strong>
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				The movement was so sudden, so graceful as suddenly Ryuin rose and was standing before Rion's body, the boy's eyes wide as he staggered back a brief step before the arm encircled his waist and effectively pinned them together. "N-No...! We cannot... I... I do not..." His words were a frantic murmur as his eyes darted about the room, terrified that any one of the nobles attending would see. He tried to wriggle free, his feet stepping back however he was held firm and had little hope extracting himself as he found himself turned and pressed against the back of a large pillar that offered blissful cover.<br><br>"Please, S-Sir... I fear there h-has been some misunderstanding between us..." Still, he tried to make the other man see that this was not what he had in mind during their conversation, twisting and writhing in an effort to get away. His cheeks burned with embarrassment at the words of seduction as passion that flowed so easily from the man's lips, his mask slipping ever so slightly to hand perilously from his ears. "N-No... You c-cannot do that... It isn't right for... Two men to..."<br><br>There was little time for any further words as he found his lips captured in Ryuin's; strong, powerful, dominating. He groaned softly and tried to jerk his head back, his eyes squeezing shut at the humiliation of such an act in the middle of the crowded hall. The finger trailing slowly down his back caused the boy to arch unconsciously towards the man's body, their chests connecting and rubbing over one another before finally the kiss broke and Rion panted heavily.<br><br>"A-Ahh... Stop this...! I... I shall scream..." He wouldn't. The scandal would be horrific for his whole family, but it was the only hope of convincing Ryuin to stop. The lips closed then over his neck and he winced, whimpering loudly at the tingle of pain that laced the almost hungry bites, his hands slipping to find the man's chest and push against him, trying to get them to separate. "Please... Please don't..."
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				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 20:15:03</strong>
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				Ruyin felt the boy push desperately at his chest, he simply stood there, demonstrating to the boy how helpless he was in physical contest.&nbsp; He waited for the boy to give all he had, sidestepping at the last second, causing the boy to shoot forwards. He quickly sidestepped and spun around, catching the boy as he fell forwards. In mere second he had reversed their positions, as he now held the boy in his arms, the boy’s back against his front. <br><br>“You will scream. I’d very much enjoy that.” He held his right arm around the boy’s waist as he pulled him tightly against him. “In fact I’d very much like to find out what sounds you can produce.” He pulled the boy closer against him, forcing him to feel the now throbbing manhood that was pressing against the boy’s behind. “Very much indeed” <br><br>Biting the boy ever so gently, he traced one of his fans over his skin. A small drop of blood was dripping down the boy’s neck. A drop that he soon licked up and sampled like an expensive wine.<br><br>“Nothing else matters anymore, my little one. Nothing you say or do will take it away. Stop me from tasting and craving it, wanting and needing it. Every vein in my body tells me to find it, drink it. I listen to it, dreaming of the taste, the scent, the sounds.&nbsp; Join me as we become one in losing ourselves.” <br><br>He slowly licked, kissed and nibbled his way up from the boy’s lower neck, stopping just below the earlobe. The man’s free hand had begun it’s long journey from the highest lace, working its way down to the last one, exposing the boy’s upper body. “Unspoiled flesh, I like that” <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 21:50:12</strong>
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				Rions whimpered still, trying to keep his tone down as he was painfully aware of the danger of being discovered at any moment. As suddenly his hands fell through thin air and Ryuin moved to one side he gasped sharply and fell forward several paces only to be tugged backwards against the man's firm chest with a small groan.<br><br>He blinked slowly as he felt the hardened flesh pressing against his behind and gasped once again, shaking his head quickly. "Ahh, no... No, please don't... You can't just-" His breath hitched as the man leaned closer to nip at his neck, whimpering and shuddering at the sensation of the tongue running over the small prick of blood that came to the surface.<br><br>"Nngh... I can't d-do this; I won't... Please..." The boy protested, swallowing thickly as still Ryuin was persistent in taking what he didn't wish to give; his body shivering slightly at the slow kisses and nibbles over his neck. He had never experienced anything of the sort before, was virginal in almost every aspect which only made the assault all the worse. As the man unfastened the lace of his shirt and it fell free to slide down to his hips, he whined and moved his arms to wrap around himself, sobbing ever so softly. "P-People will see... They w-will stop you... Let me go... And I... I will say n-nothing of this..."<br><br>He turned back to look across at the man's face, a pleading expression on his features. "Please... Sir..."
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				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 22:15:22</strong>
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				Looking back at Ruyin proved to be highly unwise as he took advantage of it immediately. Again his mouth locked with his, pressing hot flesh against flesh. Ruyin loved shutting up the boy in these ways. He usually went after more difficult prey, preferring strong females or arrogant males, yet this boy was fun. It had been a long time since he felt like this, like he found something new for the first time. He did not listen to the boy, preferring to simply do what he wanted from him. <br><br>He grabbed the boy’s chin forcing him to stare at the servants that were only a few feet away from them, surprisingly they all had their backs to the duo.&nbsp; “Perhaps I want people to see us. “ He whispered in the boy’s ear, shortly after he began nibbling on his earlobe. His other hand slowly crept down and began undoing the boy’s&nbsp; restraints, freeing the boy’s black leggings for what was to come. His hand slipped in and started slowly crawling to the boy’s manhood, making sure the process took as long as he could stall it. He must have covered every inch of skin near his groin before finally grasping it. His hands were warm, hot even, and he had a firm yet pleasurable grip. His hand slowly pulled out the boy’s manhood, freeing it from the oppressive black leggings. <br>As the boy’s manhood finally reached the cold open air, Ruyin began grinning. <br><br>“Go ahead, scream for help. Please do.”<br><br>Slowly Ruyin began tracing lines around the boy’s manhood, making sure he did it with the same watery movements that he had done on the glass minutes ago. He moved his other hand towards the boy’s neck, softly scratching on the boy’s skin. Finally Ruyin had enough, making a small circle between his two fingers, he slid it around the boy’s shaft pulling the foreskin along with it. Surprisingly the once dry yet warm hand of Ruyin was now as slippery as oil. When the boy reacted to the sudden pulling back of skin, Ruyin slipped two of his digits inside the boy’s mouth. Now the boy was slowly being milked while his tongue had to engage in close combat with two fleshy intruders. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>29-09-2011, 22:47:12</strong>
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				The boy winced and groaned weakly as the lips pressed firmly against his own once again, struggling to try and free his mouth from the other man's, squeezing his eyes shut tightly. A hand lifted to grip one of Ryuin's wrists in an effort to stop the man from reaching anywhere else. He shook his head to break the kiss, gasping sharply for breath and whimpering as the fingers gripped his chin and forced him to gaze at the servants who moved about so close to where they stood.<br><br>"A-Ahh... No... P-Please, no one c-can see...!" He said quietly, his eyes wide and frantic before suddenly he felt the other hand slip from his weaker grip to drift lower and remove the fastenings upon his leggings, twisting his hips to try and prevent his body being fully exposed. There was nothing he could do however and soon he felt the silken material drift down to hand just below his knees, gasping sharply as his length hit the cooler air, his cheeks flushing in humiliation.<br><br>"N-No...! Don't-" Rion tensed and shuddered as the hand trailed so very slowly over his sensitive flesh, his hips shaking and trying to arch away to break the contact that sent unwanted pleasure down to his shaft. "Mmn...! N-No... No, no..." He whimpered desperately and shook his head as the sensations steadily grew more heated, despite his thoughts on the matter and he groaned weakly as heat rose to his length and caused it to twitch.<br><br>A loud cry passed between his lips then, swiftly silenced by his biting hard on his lower lip as the fingers looped and he drew the foreskin back over his steadily hardening length. "Ahh...!" Rion's features flushed as he hung his head weakly before suddenly the fingers thrust into his mouth and he groaned, his tongue pressing against them to try and force them out as Ryuin's other hand drew a reaction from his hardening length, the boy's hips trembling slightly. "N-Nghh... No..." He pleaded around the man's fingers, trying to twist his head away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 09:36:42</strong>
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				Ruyin licked his lips as he reveled in the taste of the young boy. Even their difference in costumes was exiting him; Death and life, darkness and light, perversion and innocence. He shivered with his entire being, he might just spare this youth.&nbsp; “Try and last at least a minute now.” He hummed in the boy’s ear, teasing him with every word. His hand soon picked up speeds, caressing the organ with a delicate touch.&nbsp; <br><br>Faster and faster he began milking the youth until he reached the point where his movements were causing sounds to form. The sweet and graceful sounds of skin rubbing against skin while pre-cum lubricated the movement. He used his index finger to slowly tease the small hole, wiggling a circle around it. The boy truly was fascinating to him, he held so much emotion inside.<br><br>Faster and faster he was beginning to torture the young boy, each increase in his movements brought out little moans, moans he enjoyed so much. He waited until his fingers were wettened from the boy’s juices before he quickly swapped the tow hands. His cleaner hand now quickly began to pleasure the boy’s phallus, each stroke brining him closer and closer. His cum covered fingers quickly found their way inside the boy’s mouth, coating his tongue with his own seed.<br><br>“My what a perverse little boy you are. Perhaps I should inform your father, or rather one of the servants?” He slowly let the boy sink down on the ground as he let him lean on his knee. He now held the folded boy close to him as he stroked him. The boy’s hips were slowly lifted up by his knee, making the scene even more erotic. The boy was literally cock first while his upper and lower body dangled from the sides. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 16:47:35</strong>
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				The boy's breaths were ragged and uneven as the movements of the sinfully talented hand worked over his budding arousal. The fingers in his mouth somehow added to the sensation of total control held by the man behind him and Rion whimpered softly into the digits, his features flushed the deep red of shame and arousal, shaking his head weakly. No matter how he fought, his body would react and he was soon fully hard in Ryuin's dominating grip, his legs trembling with the effort to remain stood.<br><br>He groaned weakly as the words filtered through his ear, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes at the thought that anyone around would suddenly turn and discover the debauchery happening right under their noses; he would likely be cast out from his family and thrown to the streets, humiliated in front of everyone he knew... Why was the man doing this to him? It made no sense and the boy sobbed softly, closing his eyes to spare himself the sight of others so very close.<br><br>He heard the wet sounds of fingers trailing over his erection as precum trickled from the tip and lubricated the motions; making them hotter, more pleasurable and terrible at once and his hips shifted forwards slightly into the sensation. "Mmn...! N-No..." He panted around the wet fingers, a thin line of saliva trailing down his chin before suddenly both hands were removed. Rion almost fell in the moment before he found the soaked fingers thrust into his mouth and he shuddered in disgust at the taste of his own cum, whining louder than before as still his needy length was stroked faster and faster.<br><br>As he was lowered to the floor, he could do little other than twist and writhe in an effort to escape only to eventually find himself placed on his knees in an even more humiliating pose, his hands clenching tightly as he squeezed his eyes shut and shuddered. He felt his release rapidly approaching and groaned in shame as his length twitched in Ryuin's hand, sharp gasps passing between his lips. "No... No... St... Stop... Please...!" His pleas were muffled through the fingers and his eyes widened as he fought back the loud cry to a gutteral moan as finally his erection twitched and spilt his seed over the man's hand and the floor. Rion trembled violently and hung his head limply in complete shame as the aftermath of release sank over his body; going slightly limp.<br><br>How could he have climaxed from such a thing? He hated it, loathed it... Was his body truly as perverse as Ryuin said?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>30-09-2011, 20:06:15</strong>
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				“Tsk” The dominant man said as he looked at the boy. He lowered him to the ground, making sure his back was against the marble. He went into a crouch and peered into the boy’s eyes. During the encounter both of them stayed masked, never revealing their true identity’s. “I am disappointed in you, spraying so much so soon. A shame really” He stared at the large globs of seed that were spread over the floor around them, indeed the boy had cum a lot. <br><br>The man leaned closer and pressed his chest against the other’s, radiating his tremendous body heat. Again he whispered into the boy’s ears. “When we meet again it will be my turn” He quickly moved his cum covered index finger between the boy’s legs, pressing the tip against the boy’s rectum, slowly sliding it in when he began speaking. “Next time I shall enter you, fully. I suggest you try and loosen up.” He rammed his index finger inside completely while kissing the boy on the mouth to muffle his screams or moans. How would the boy react when he would feel a few drops of his own spilled fertile seed leak out of him. <br><br>He held the boy close to him, not letting his lips leave him. It would be easier to break the marble behind him than it would be to pry Ruyin off him. As he blocked the boy’s line of sight with his body, a large snake like object shot from his back, slithering across the ground. The tentacle stopped at the cum covered ground, licking the white sticky substance off the ground. When the entire area was clean again, it quickly shot back inside the man’s body.<br><br>When he finally let go of the kiss, he drew his head back. A soft smile was on the man’s face as he brushed the boy’s hair in proper order. “Up we go.” He said, lifting him casually with one arm to a standing position. With skilled hands he quickly redressed the boy, hiding all the evidence off the ‘sampling’. When the boy was back in his outfit he kissed him one last time, passionately this time, like a lover saying his final goodbye. “Until next time little one.” He clapped his hands softly to the beat of the music as he slowly began to spin and dance back towards the dance crowd, finally disappearing in their midst. Seconds later a few of the servants stared back and found a bewildered youth staring at the ball. <br><br>“My lord, Are you ok? Did you have too much to drink?” He stared at the young nobleman with a worried expression.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 19:45:29</strong>
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				The shudders of the aftermath of pleasure continued through Rion's body as he felt himself be turned and lowered towards the marble floor, flinching slightly at the sudden coldness upon heated flesh. He tried to sit up, to scramble back and away from the other man before Ryuin was above him once again, a soft whimper passing between his lips. "I... W-Wait... Please... No more..." He shook his head weakly, looking off to one side.<br><br>He blinked quickly as he felt the man shift between his legs, forcing them to part with the motion and he gasped sharply at the sensation of the cumstained finger brushing over his opening. "A-Ahh, no...!" Rion shook his head firmly, trying to close his legs. "There... There will n-not be a next time... I won't l-let you do this again...!" Whatever else me might have said was halted by the sudden sensation of the digit beginning to force its way inside the tight hole, his hips jerking slightly.<br><br>"Nngh! N-No-" His loud cry of pain was muffled by the lips that pressed firmly over his own, his hips shuddering as the finger thrust deeply inside. Hands rose to press against Ryuin's shoulders to try and push him away with no effect and he whimpered weakly, groaning once the finger slid free. The boy flinched once he was moved back to his feet, the sensation of his own cum slipping from his opening being deeply humiliating and he stood as if in a daze as Ryuin went about dressing him; making him appear perfectly natural.<br><br>"N-No... No next time...!" He called back as the man vanished in the crowd before he breathed heavily and jumped as the servant called out to him, turning sharply.<br><br>"I... I... Ah, y-yes... I think I... Will retire for the evening..." He nodded and moved swiftly from the ballroom to lean heavily against the corridor wall, running a hand through his hair and slipping his mask off. "Mmn... Next time... No..."<br><br>Rion shook his head; he would avoid anyone in black at the next party...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>01-10-2011, 20:11:11</strong>
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				Ruyin danced around the floor in sheer ecstasy, the background filled with the sounds of a random orchestra. A small box with a large horn was producing the music, not quite as beautiful as a live orchestra but still pleasant for the ears. He was dancing in delight as he was slowly absorbing the stolen materials. It was only a little, not even enough to form new strands, yet it brought him to a climax. The little boy was something else, he craved him now, craved him more than anything else. It wasn’t even about survival or getting stronger anymore.&nbsp; The hunt was one, he would catch his little prey again.<br><br>“Plea… please d-don’t”&nbsp; A voice spoke from behind.<br><br>A few dozen humans were fastened on the wall, floor and sealing by a green slime like substance. Large vine like shapes were draining things from them or pumping things in them. “Please.. I be-“ The woman said briefly before her head lopped off from her shoulders.&nbsp; How dare she interrupt him! And he was having such a great time. Seconds later he was back to dancing at the music, his feet carrying him on every note. The orchestra music had stopped, instead the creature was dancing to the sounds of screams and moans around him. Life was swell!<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-10-2011, 17:16:49</strong>
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				The week passed slowly for Rion, who tried his very best not to think upon the humiliating events of the previous ball. No one had spoken a word out of turn to him, and his father hadn't called him, screaming his outrage into the large study in their manor and as such the boy thanked his luck that no one had seen his disgrace. It would be something he never lived down, and he vowed not to allow himself to get into that position ever again even with a second grand party lingering on the horizon.<br><br>They were all for political reasons; nobles showing off their wealth and flirting with members of the senate in order to gain more power and of course, Rion's father was no exception. With that in mind, he was forced to attend yet again, his nerves terribly on edge. He had another reason to loathe the parties now and as he lingered around the large table littered with the banquet, his eyes scanned the crowd ceaselessly; on the lookout for that black mask again.<br><br>He himself wore the same white one edged with hints of deep crimson, however his dress was more subdued than before in hopes he would not attract attention; a simple pair of black leggings and a white frilled dress shirt hung upon his body, the flared cuffs leaving the very tips of his fingers on display which daintily held a glass of white wine. He sipped anxiously at it and shuffled, his other hand fiddling with the long ponytail that hung down his back... Surely he would not run into the man a second time...? And even if he did; he would simply remain in the open. Simple.<br><br>Or so he hoped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 13:45:36</strong>
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				People were strewn about the floor, dancing memorized at the captivating refrain that drifted through the air. Like a song of sirens it played a mesmerizing melody that captured the hearts of those listening. Ruyin was right in the center, clad once again in a black garb. The man could wear black clothing like a shadow. He bit one of his fingerers slowly as he used the other one to slowly guide the female dancer back towards him. Slipping the finger inside the females willing mouth, he felt her suck on it, slowly drawing a drop of blood out. <br>As if using an enchantment the female stared at him with wanting eyes, she was his. A malicious in his eyes, as he inhaled her scent. <br><br>He guided his female companion across the floor until he stopped suddenly. He cocked his head sideways, staring at a familiar white mask edged in blood. “Could it be?” He said gently, loud enough for him to hear it. “It is you, is it not?” He spoke friendly, as if they had been friends from childhood. He guided his female companion to his side as he placed a hand on the boy’s shoulder.<br>“Remember me from last week?” He bit back the urge to grin as he eyed the boy’s expression. “I am Nathan Conall, the spice merchant. We met last week, although you were drunk enough to forget I suppose.” He chuckled as he felt the female clutch his arm lovingly. The man seemed to be a completely different person, kind, caring and modest. “Have I introduced my wife already?”<br><br>He smiled briefly as his ‘wife’ took a step forwards and presented her hand towards him.<br><br>“It’s good to see you still sober, You proved to be an excellent conversationalist.”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 17:11:47</strong>
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				Things seemed to be going well; he had entertained several nobles who wished to speak with him on various political matters, had earned a brief but approving glance from his father and danced with no less than three women; Rion thought that he blended in well and couldn't spot the man from last week's party in the crowd and so assumed he wasn't in attendance. All the better; he could focus on trying to have a good time.<br><br>"Ah, my Lord Chester, it has been delightful speaking with you." He said with a small bow to a rather portly gentleman who bowed himself in return before leaving the boy alone, who rolled his eyes lightly. Nobles, however much they believed otherwise, were terribly dull company, but rather them than...<br><br>Him.<br><br>His body tensed instantly as he heard the call from across the hall, turning back to see the familiar figure of black, his breath catching in his throat. As he realised the man was with a lady however, he calmed; hopefully she would keep the man occupied. "A-Ah... No... I recall..." He murmured, his eyes slightly wide, flicking about to try and find some polite means of escape. "Ahh... It is... A pleasure to meet you again..." He inclined his head and made a point to remember the name; he would have to avoid him in future.<br><br>A slight blush came to his face at the smooth lies that passed between the man's lips; drunk indeed. He almost wished he had been; maybe he wouldn't remember the events in horrible detail. "I... Am not drunk, no... But I was rather about to chat with Lord Wilde about his shipments..." A lie himself, but he couldn't speak with the man, especially with the woman there. "Do... Forgive and excuse me..."<br><br>He turned sharply and moved to hopefully slip away.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>04-10-2011, 18:22:56</strong>
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				“What a charming young man.” The lady in his arm said playfully, she gazed at the boy before nuzzling herself back in his arms. “Indeed he is.” He said loud enough for the boy to hear. “I have no doubt that I shall catch him later tonight.” He guided his lady towards the dance floor again, while grinning. He would savor the moment he had the youth back in his arms. <br><br>The next two hours was spend with Ruyin staring down from the balcony, eying the young boy. He could simply enslave him to do his bidding, but Ruyin was in one of his moods again. He simply followed the boy with his gaze, taking not at whoever spoke at him, who he looked at. A rough looking nobleman with a strong jawline was eying the boy as much as he himself was eying the boy. A father perhaps? <br><br>He had satisfied his primary urges on the female, leaving her on the brink of death in one of the guest rooms. The young tall male simply walked downstairs as he stared at the boy’s father. His expression changed to mimic what the man would consider a good business expression. He stared at the middle aged man before nodding his head briefly. “Your son spoke very highly of you.” He eyed the man’s reaction, knowing full well this is not how noblemen began conversations.<br><br>“Sir Gerard Flanders, first born of Count Gelre of the Netherlands.” He noticed the man’s expression as recognition came over his face. “I know anonymity is a priority during a ball, yet a man of you standing could never hide behind a mask. I offer you ear and lips in a mutual beneficial conversation.” He glanced to his left as he eyed the boy’s back. How would he react when he found the black masked man chatting up nicely with his father.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 15:43:56</strong>
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				Rion knew he had been rude in his swift avoiding of the whole situation but it really was too much; he couldntnpossibly speak to the man in the company of his apparent wife, not after what had happened in the lastparty. Perhaps he could somehow clear he air at some point? Certainly he couldn't be on his guard forever around every part and he swallowed thickly as he moved off towards another small group of nobles, carefully inserting himself into the conversation and trying to distract himself from the anxious and rather paranoid thoughts hpthat plagued his mind.<br><br>"I always thought that the trade routes were secure..." It was dull chatter and still, the boy found his gaze shifting back to the other man whenever he noticed the flicker of black through the crowd before suddenly it seemed that he vanished. He prayed he had simply left and continued to drift around the ballroom, occasionally dancing with a few women who asked him purely to be polite before he sighed heavily and tried to find his father; he had had enough of the party... Hopefully he would be allowed to leave.<br><br>As his gaze fell upon his father he felt his stomach clench, his eyes widening with a thick swallow; they were talking! He couldn't let that happen; what if the man said something? His life would be in tatters and he swiftly made his way towards the pair, clearing his throat loudy. "Ahh, father..." He interjected firmly and stepped up, focusing entirely upon the noble and doing his best to ignore Ryuin. "I believe... Lord Trey wished to speak to you of investments... You know how important they are..." <br><br>He shot a brief glance towards his subtle tormentor, adding in a quieter tone. "I will... Look after the guest, please..." Thankfully his fathermpromptly agreed and made a swift goodbye and headed towards the Lord in question, leaving the two alone at which point Rion turned firmly to him, shaking his head.<br><br>"Please... Do not talk to my father; you have... Done enough... Where is your wife?" He asked pointidly, keeping himself at a reasonable distance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 17:15:03</strong>
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				“I have?” the man said innocently, as if taking it as a compliment. “I suppose so. We had a lovely conversation about similar interest. I believe I will have schedule another meeting in the future.” He glanced at the boy and for the briefest moment a sly grin appeared. “My.. wife?” He turned around grabbing two glasses of champagne from a waiter who was walking behind him. “You mistake our relation. She is a daughter of one of the noblemen here. We happened to have similar interest and discussed it a bit further in one of the guest rooms. Champagne?” He said, offering the glass to him.<br><br>When the boy did not accept it, he withdrew the glass and grinned. “I forgot. Alcohol and your person does not go well together. Seeing as last time you ended up panting on the floor.” He finished one of the glasses and threw them towards one of the waiters, not caring if he caught it or not. “Heel boy, your father instructed you to look after me.” He did not glance backwards and see if the boy behaved or not. He was having fun, a new concept to him, but he was having it all the same. He made his way past one of the pillars and glanced back. “Remember those?” He grinned, spinning around while staling a glass of red wine from one of the ladies who walked by. <br><br>He was mixing the wine with his champagne, while moving towards one of the private studies. There was a useable lock on the door, three chairs and a large sofa. A few of these rooms were open for the public, used for forging alliances or trade agreements.<br>Ruyin simply plunked down on the sofa, head resting on his right hand. He held his drink with his left hand, while one of his digits was playing with the liquid inside.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 18:15:15</strong>
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				The boy gritted his teeth and looked off to one side as the man before him seemed so very unphased by what he had done; seemed to even find enjoyment in it. He was dangerous and couldn't be trusted, Rion knew and he would keep his guard up at all times, even if he had been forced into taking care of him for the duration of the ball. "I... See..." He murmured at Ryuin's words, swallowing thickly. He couldn't help but wonder what state the woman was in, wherever she was, but that wasn't his concern; he had to focus on himself at this point.<br><br>As the champagne was offered he firmly shook his head and folded his arms before his cheeks flared in a deep blush as the man spoke so bluntly of their time previously. "That was... Nothing to do with alcohol, and you know it... How... How can you just... Speak so casually?" He murmured, looking humiliated as he walked along beside the man, wincing at the command the heel that he was forced to obey. He gazed desperately around at the nobles they passed, hoping that any would pull him into a conversation only to be left with no excuse not to follow as they moved to the pillars, flinching and shaking his head firmly.<br><br>"Please... Enough..." Was all the boy said as they entered the small private study, closing the door and leaning against it as Ryuin sat on the couch. His hand remained always upon the handle; ready to twist it and leave at a moment's notice and he stared across at the man in silence for several long minutes before finally speaking.<br><br>"What do you... Want with me? Haven't you humiliated me enough...?" He sighed and closed his eyes, hanging his head in defeat. "Please... Can you not leave me be? You've had your... 'Fun'..." It was sickening to him, but there was nothing he could do about it; if anyone found out he would be ruined. Him, and potentially his father too... He couldn't let that happen.<br><br>"What more can you want...?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 18:37:46</strong>
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				The creature chuckled as the boy was ranting. “My my.. what a temper you have there. From defiance to pleading in just a few minutes, bravo.” He eyed the boy carefully as he licked his lips playfully. “So alcohol had nothing to do with your reaction last time? Hm… Too spill so much seed without being under the influence of alcohol, did you enjoy it that much then?” He licked the skin on his wrist carefully, as a drop of the champagne had spilled on it. His long and slender tongue teasing his own skin.<br><br>“What I want is simple.” He said carefully as he sat up straight, placing the drink in front of him. “I want entertainment. When you have..’lived’” Forcing the word out of his mouth. “as long as I have, things start to get boring quickly. I want new and exciting things in my live. You happen to be a spice in life that is alluring and dangerous, an opportunity.” He let the boy register the words before continuing. “I did not lie when I said I was a opportunity seeker.” <br><br>He placed both his arms outstretched on the sofa, as he leaned backwards. His eyes seemed to turn brighter all of a sudden, as he watched the boy with a predatorily gaze. “Either you use that mouth of yours for other things, or I shall have a nice chat with your father concerning some events that had transpired a while back.” He licked his lips again as he stared at the boy. “hmm?”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 18:56:57</strong>
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				While Rion's eyes had been shut tightly against the humiliating situation he found himself in, they snapped open as the man claimed that he had enjoyed the time they spent together before; had enjoyed the terrible and forced touches. "No...! I... I did not! I cannot... Stop natural reactions... No matter how I... I loathed it..." He protested firmly, his cheeks a dark crimson as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other, biting his lower lip hard. He wanted to leave... Why had he suggested being a chaperone?<br><br>He blinked slowly then as Ryuin moved to explain his wants to him, shaking his head slowly at the idea that he was simply a form of entertainment and opportunity. Not a human being. The man looked barely 30 at the most; how could he claim to be so bored and to have lived so very long? "I... I'm not... I'm not just entertainment... I won't do anything like that again... I won't..." He turned then and faced the door, fully intent on turning the handle and leaving before he froze at Ryuin's desire and the terrible threat that came with it.<br><br>He would tell his father? No. No, he couldn't, surely? Rion trembled slightly as he turned around to look desperately into the man's face, finding only amusement in those merciless eyes before he spoke. "You... You can't... He would... I would be..." He trailed off with a small sob. Ryuin had him, and he knew it; the boy would be disowned if anyone heard about their affair, would be humiliated and thrust out onto the streets... He was in Ryuin's trap with no way out.<br><br>Slowly, he walked towards the man and looked down at him, his gaze clearly desperate as he dropped weakly to his knees between the man's legs, shivering deeply. "I... I do this... And... That is it... I will... Do no more for you..." And yet he didn't move further; he just couldn't, and simply knelt before Ryuin, breathing heavily.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 19:18:42</strong>
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				Ruyin did not seem to breath during the last few minutes. He actually had no need of a silly thing like air, yet humans usually got suspicious when a chest did not heave once in a while. Forcing himself to act like a proper human, he exhaled and inhaled on the proper timing. <br><br>“Such a young naïve little pet. Crawl for me now.” He said gently, as he placed his index finger underneath the boy’s chin, slowly teasing him to crawl forwards. “A bit more..”<br>When the boy was finally close enough, he thought it would be funny to tease him a little more. “Your mind is such a delicious confused little perverted thing. “A mouth used for another thing could be interpreted on so many ways, yet you chose servitude. You choose to taste me. Is it a secret desire, to sample my seed?” He silenced the boy when he opened his mouth again.<br><br>“I swear on my humanity. I shall leave you and your family alone after this act. I will never again irritate or hurt you in any way. I swear it in god’s name.” He grinned as he used the ‘god’ command. Such a foolish notion really, yet it was fun to use during conversations. “Do we have a deal?” He waited until the boy reacted. He made sure his eyes spoke volumes of what would happen if he refused.<br><br>“I want you to slowly stand up and strip down. Do it sensually, as if you were a young lady on her first bedding with a man. When you finally strip down to your bare flesh, I want you to crawl towards me. I want you to fix your eyes on your intended target. I want you to slowly use those delicate hands and undo the barrier on my person.” <br><br>He grabbed the boy’s chin again, pressing his lips against his. “And remember. Have fun!.” He leaned back as if enjoying a show. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>05-10-2011, 19:40:57</strong>
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				Rion's eyes widened slightly in disbelief as he was instructed to crawl, swallowing thickly with a small whimper as the finger was placed on his chin and he slid forward on his hands and knees, his cheeks burning in humiliation. It was a shameful thing to do and yet he had no other option; he could let this slip into public knowledge and so he would do as Ryuin desired. As apparently he was close enough, he stopped and gasped sharply at the idea presented that his mind was a perverse thing; that he wanted to taste the ma n before him and he swiftly shook his head.<br><br>"No, I-!" His words were swiftly cut off as the promise was given, having no idea that it was a broken one; one that the other being was not bound to keep and he nodded softly once it was spoken, sighing heavily. At least it would all be over after this night, or so he told himself. Once Ryuin began to give the commands that he was to follow, the boy gasped and looked up with a pleading expression. How was he to act like a woman? He had never revealed his body to anyone and now he was being told to do so in such a humiliating manner, to perform such a shameful act on another man... But still, he had no choice.<br><br>He slowly rose to his feet, breathing heavily and he closed his eyes, hands drifting to the buttons of his dress shirt which he slowly unfastened, allowing the fabric to hang open for a time before he slowly peeled it back over his arms and let it fall behind him to reveal his slender, pure chest; unmarked and unseen by anyone until that moment. He then moved to a crouch, unbuckling his boots before straightening up and delicately kicking them off before finally his fingers ghosted over his pants, slowly unfastening them and placing his fingers in the waistband.<br><br>He took a deep breath before pushing the rest of his clothing down pale and slender legs to reveal his body completely, standing naked for Ryuin's pleasure before finally removing the hair tie, allowing black hair to fall free over his shoulders.<br><br>Once done he moved to his knees and forced himself to crawl forwards, his desperate gaze upon Ryuin's crotch as he moved closer. Once he knelt between the man's spread thighs he reached up with trembling hands and unfastened the pants, pulling them down carefully just enough to free the large shaft beneath, flinching away from it.<br><br>Rion froze then, having no idea what to do; naked and kneeling before the other man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 17:57:38</strong>
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				Ruyin grinned as he eyed the boy’s movements. The sheer disgust and unwillingness to cooperate was exiting him more than the boy’s exposed flesh. The boy had perfect unmarked skin, he would remedy that in the future.<br><br>“How innocent you are.” He said playfully as he stood up. He slowly walked past him, letting his hand run past his cheek and brush hair. He walked towards the door and placed his hand on the locking mechanism. “Wouldn’t want you to run off, now would we.” With just his right hand, he dragged a large cabinet and placed it in front of the door, showing no signs of any effort on his part.<br><br>Walking back towards the boy he began to undress, his skillful hands undoing the buttons his shirt and coat. He let the fabric slide of his skin, towards the ground, revealing his exposed upper body. The man was.. strangely perfect. His whole body was so symmetrical shaped, it was scary. Not a single flaw could be seen at first glance, yet the more you let your eyes linger the more clear the thought came; It was almost otherworldly perfect.<br><br>He stood in front of the boy, his engorged member dangling in front of his eyes. “So many options, so little time. I do hope you can last a few minutes.” He let his pants fall to the ground as he stepped out of them, strangely enough leaving the socks and shoes there as well. “Now… I will promise you, I will not damage you permanently if you keep quiet and behave. Disobey me for a split second and I will ravish your very core. Understand?”<br><br>He moved his right hand towards the boy’s mouth. Wrapping the palm around his lips, his fingers digging softly, yet keeping a firm hold, in the boy’s skin. “Let’s start off with two shall we?” He closed his eyes for a second, his face void of any emotion, before suddenly opening them again. Two dark snake like creatures erupted from the man’s back, hovering in the air. They stayed connected to the man’s back, yet seemed to have a mind of their own. “Now… Hold still.” He said playfully as both the tentacles shot towards the boy, slithering around the boy’s body.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 18:10:15</strong>
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				The boy trembled as he remained knelt upon the floor, closing his eyes tightly and hanging his head in shame at what he was forced to do; ironic that he had to abandon his pride to save his dignity, but there was nothing he could do. Ryuin held all the power while he had none and a small whimper passed between his lips as the hand drifted over his cheek when the man rose to make his way towards the door.<br><br>He glanced over his shoulder to watch as the large cabint was so effortlessly tugged with one hand to block the door from being opened, his eyes widening. How strong was this man? How could he move such a heavy object so easily? Rion shrank back as the man began to undress, shaking his head quickly and speaking in a trembling whisper. "How... How did you... Do that...?" A frantic panic coiled in the boy's stomach as he watched Ryuin until he was almost fully naked, looking away with an embarrassed flush at the sight of his hardened shaft.<br><br>As the hand was placed over his lips, as if to halt any sound, Rion blinked and tried to lean back. Why was such a gesture needed? It was deeply troubling and he made a soft noise of confusion at the comment of two, being uncertain what was meant. The answer came swiftly as the two snake-like tendrils suddenly erupted from Ryuin's back and the boy screamed, the sound muffled by the well-placed hand.<br><br>He knew that he was perhaps putting himself in more danger by struggling; that he had promised to be obedient but panic took control and he tried to jerk away, hands lifting to try and stop the black tentacles ensnaring his body. "Mmn! Wh-What is it...? What are you!?" He writhed desperately to try and escape, wincing as the tendrils wrapped firmly around his body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 18:58:12</strong>
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				The creature grinned as the boy struggled, he had expected as much. The two other parts of him began exploring the boy’s body, slithering over his perfect skin. One of them slowly began making its way towards the boy’s lower region. <br><br>“Well I am Ruyin, and those things are me. But I dislike talking about such trivial things.” Two more tendrils shot out of his back, ensnaring the boy. A few seconds later he was securely tied. One tendril had taken hold of both the boy’s legs, while his hands were tied with one tendril each. A single snake like creature hovered in front of the boy. “First things first.” He projected slowly, obviously he thought he had all the time in the world.<br><br>The creature’s voice rang in his mind, yet he did not speak. He could communicate perfectly with him, providing a tentacle had a hold of him. <br><br>He admired his form, her heaving chest as he struggled for air. His mind went to the boy’s groin. Although he possessed the necessary entry holes for his assault, he carried a male organ. His mind wondered for a bit while he smiled. Grinning he began to work on his project.<br><br>The tips of the tentacles changed shape as a needlelike&nbsp; device was birthed. They quickly attached themselves on his skin as they began to suck and pump in a rhythmic movement. Slowly they began pumping fluids inside him. Increasing his heart rate and hormonal levels. The tentacle that slid towards his member did a similar trick. It quickly changed shape and wrapped its mouth around the boy’s member. It took the shaft completely inside, never once struggling. <br><br>A few inches below the suction cap, a membrane started to take shape. The structure was sturdy yet flexible, not to mention transparent. When a drop of pre-cum left the tip of the boy’s member, it went directly down into the container. By the size of the container, it was clear that it could hold a lot. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>06-10-2011, 19:45:18</strong>
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				Rion's eyes were wide and filled with fear as he struggled in vain against the tentacles that had wrapped tightly around his limbs. He could barely move and tried desperately to twits his hips out of the way as the next set of two protruded from Ryuin's back and moved closer to him. "P-Please... Ryuin, wh-what are you doing...?" He asked frantically, his eyes wide and pleading as he looked up at the being, his gaze flicking between the snake-like thing before him and the man's face. <br><br>He felt the tendrils run over his body, shuddering at the peculiar and alien sensation before suddenly the tips shifted into sharp needles and he gasped loudly. "N-No, wait...!" Rion cried out and twitched as the needles sank into his skin, the pulsing motions sending shivers over his body before he felt the fluid being injected into his bloodstream, his eyes widening. Rion's heart began to race, his breath coming in heavy, laboured gasps as he felt his body growing hot when the hormones flooded his system. A moan echoed from his lips as against his will his length twitched and began to harden, his body trembling in Ryuin's firm grip.<br><br>"A-Ahh... Please... St-Stop it..." The heat continued to grow and his pants grew louder before the tendril nudging against his shaft shifted closer and formed a strange mouth; taking him fully inside. Rion cried out in forced pleasure, his hips jerking forward automatically as he groaned helplessly, his shaft twitching and leaking drops of precum that were collected in the strange tube. "I... P-Please..." The boy couldn't speak as still he shivered and rocked his hips into the aching pleasure, tears pricking at his eyes and falling down his slender cheeks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>11-10-2011, 11:06:19</strong>
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				The boy could hear the silence of his voice in his mind, sensing him through his touch. <br>Quickly the tendrils began moving. The one milking his cock was moving faster and faster. Already a large pool of pre-cum was filling the container. Either he could produce a lot or the liquid he had injected him with was taking effect. Faster and faster it went, not stopping for a second. It wanted more, it needed more, it would get more. The more he tried to struggle, the faster it went.<br><br>Another tendril slithered towards the boy, this one entering his rectum. It moved a couple of inches inside, burrowing deeply in his warm body. It slowly began moving back and forth, loosening up his internal organ. Each movement brought out more of the ooze the tentacle was leaking out of its tip. The walls surrounding the tentacle began to get more and more sensitive. The creatures fluids were drawing more and more blood flow towards this region. A small blob dribbled out of the tip of the tentacle, nestling against the wall. The blob would form a basis to a great many things. It would sprout out a bundle of nerves, increasing his pleasure in his sexual organs, while also creating a round like shape, a harvester.<br><br>The tentacle abusing his orifice was working overtime. Each trust it rammed itself inside of him faster, yet also growing in size. It wanted to torment him.<br>Even before this movement the boy’s hips are begging to buck into the tentacle sucking on the head of his cock, it's wet substance tugging on his, feeling so good, no doubt feeling its tongue licking up and down his cock's cumslit, licking the underside of his glans, making him yelp as it licked over the sensitive top as another thin tongue wraps around the sensitive base of his glans, quickly beginning to circle round and round as his head is sucked and licked and making him writhe against it. No doubt this would be too much, no person could take it.<br><br>The creature gave him a moment’s reprieve as the tongue returns to the underside of his tip and the thin tongue moves past his glans and out of the tentacle's mouth. But it's not act of mercy, the thin tongue reaching down the underside of his cock, it's wetness making him so sensitive as it snakes its way around the base of his cock and the base of his balls, beginning to squeeze down, not enough to stop him from cumming, for the moment just enough to restrict blood-flow, her cock growing even harder and much more sensitive in the sucking mouth as it begins to move.<br><br>His entire body would no doubt be shaking as the wet lips pop over the ridge of his organ, then suck back over them, before popping over them again. It would feel like he’s continually entering a tight hole, as it strokes back and forth over his ridge making his cock's head feel more and more every time as the mouth inches further down his twitching shaft with each mouthful. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>12-10-2011, 00:43:00</strong>
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				The boy could barely move, could barely think under the intense and terriblepleasure that was forced upon him and he shook his head desperately, strangled sobs blending with unwanted moans as the tendril curled tightly around his aching cock moved faster over the sensitive flesh. Hia toes curled and he wailed loudly, his hips shaking almost violently as he fought not to buck into the almost blinding pleasure, whimpering a frantic plea once more. "A-Ahhh... Please... D-Don't... Stop..." He shuddered as a steady stream of precum trickled into the strange container, panting heavily to try and control himself.<br><br>Iron barely noticed as the second tendril slid forward before he felt the pressure against his virgin opening and his eyes widened, crying out a sharp "No!" before it forced it's way inside the tight hole and he cried out loudly in pain as the muscle stretched around the invading thing. As it shifted in and put, his muscles slowly relaxed, almost encouraging the motions to come deeper and faster even as the boy sobbed weakly and shook his head. He was being defiled and dirtied by something unknown and there was nothing he could do about it; the tendril within his body released a strange liquid that suddenly flooded his system with pleasure and he moaned wantonly, tears trickling over his cheeks.<br><br>"No... N-No... St-Stop..." Still he pleaded against the unwanted pleasure as tendril began to slam harder into his opening, growing wider to stretch him for whatever cruel purpose Ryuin had in store and the mouth-like appendage continued to swallow his cock whole, which twitched and ached, the boy's hips finally loosing control and bucking forwards into the overwhelming pleasure. It was too much; he had been a virgin before the man... Being before him had shown an interest and Rion's body tensed, his muscles clamping tightly upon the tendril within his body.<br><br>"A-Ahh... No, I can't... I... Ahhh...!!!" No matter how he tried to stop ho,self, his back arched and he cried loudly in a blend of humiliation and pleasure as his length twitched within the tendril's grip and spurted ropes of cum down into the container before the boy sagged and went limp, breathing heavily. He sobbed and closed his eyes, his body twitching in the being's hold as he weakly shook his head.<br><br>"Ejough... P-Please... I b-beg you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>13-10-2011, 18:24:34</strong>
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				The man, or creature rather, is standing in front of him. His silky skin and perfect symmetric shape are almost like a masterpiece sculptured by a master artist. The creature had shaped his form to a perfect example. Yet he was too perfect, the longer you stared at it the more you became aware of it. The tentacles he had placed on his captive were detached from himself. Only the tentacles that held his arms and legs were still connected to his form. The creature was staring directly at him, forcing him to see his staring gaze. <br><br>A glance at the now 1/10 full container brought the tentacle upwards. It was still sucking and fucking the boy’s male organ. He’d noticed his own seed floating in the transparent container, yet it was changing. A few small needle like shapes were pulsating a weird liquid in there. The once white semen was now turning Black. The minute he noticed it, the tentacle moved again. One end of the tentacle was fucking the boy’s cock, while the other now slid towards his mouth. In a split second the tentacle had forced his mouth apart and fastened itself inside of his mouth. his jaw was locked in place. All the movements from all the tentacles increased in speed, pumping faster, sucking faster, licking faster. Every second the speed increased, more and more and more. <br><br>The creature took a step.<br><br>More and more the movements sped up. Every sucking motion ending with it sucking just over the captives cock, before it popped back over them again. Each time the creature took a step forward the feeling increased. When the creature had finally crossed the distance, in what seemed hours, his hand moved towards him. The index finger was pointed towards the boy. The second it touched the boy’s forehead, he came again. Wave after wave of thick warm seed ruptured from the boy’s organ, while canyons could be filled from the fluids dripping down his rectum. He could see the white and green black mixing together while drifting towards the exit, the exit that was fastened in his own mouth. There was more cum inside of it than black liquid. His mouth was filled with his own semen and that of the creature. He had choice but to swallow and taste it. The smell and taste of their mixed cum seemed to disgust and exited him at the same time.<br><br>While his mouth would have to work overtime to swallow it all, the tentacles in his anus began to work. It had finished building the hive like organism inside of him. When their mixture of semen and alien dna would arrive, it would fill the womb. After a time, a new tentacle would form. The longer the birth cycle took, the stronger the tentacle would be. The creature did not inseminate the boy himself that would be reserved for another time. <br>When the boy was finally done with panting and swallowing. He removed the tentacle from his mouth.<br><br>Only half of the container was emptied inside the boy’s reluctant mouth. “Such a shame” Ruyin said playfully as he knelt down. He petted the tendril holding the fluids like a mother would a child. A second later the Tendril shot a needle like tip inside the tentacle connected to the boy’s read. Suddenly the boy would feel the tidal wave filling his insides. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>14-10-2011, 18:18:03</strong>
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				Rion's mind was almost at a blissful blank; wiped clean by the wave upon wave of sensations that coursed through his body at an overwhelming pace. The tight suction upon his throbbing cock didn't ease for a moment and he whimpered desperately as more precun was drained from the flared tip, his hips jerking uncontrollably into the pleasure that was forced upon him.<br><br>He couldn't speak; only low and feeble groans passed between his lips as he felt the strange fluid being leaked into his body, his opening having stretched to accommodate the quickly thrusting tendrils that seemed to bury deeper and deeper inside with each violent motion. His gaze was held by Ryuin's own and he whined weakly, praying for an end to the blinding pleasure and humiliation as he saw the strange blend of his own seed at the inky blackness blend together in the strange container, watching in horror as the other end swayed and forced its way between his lips, locking them in place. He coughed loudly around the thick tentacle and whimpered frantically as the strange mix of fluids was pumped towards his mouth, choking violently once they flooded his throat.<br><br>He swallowed frantically to try and ensure he didn't splutter and cough, the fluid being both revolting and wonderful as it filled his insides, though he could only take so much. A strangled cry tore from full lips as suddenly Ryuin's finger touched his forehead and a surge of pleasure pulsed to his cock, bringing another shuddering climax that forced yet more fluid down his throat.<br><br>His stomach felt so very full as the tendril finally moved from his lips and he gasped loudly, looking desperately across at the being before him, hoping for an end. As the tendril moved to the thick mass thrusting still inside his body the boy screamed and twitched as suddenly the fluid rushed inside his passage and filled him so utterly, large trickles running down his thighs to stain the floor at his knees as he grunted and sobbed weakly.<br><br>"A-Ahhh...!! St-op... I... C-Can't...! Please!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>17-10-2011, 17:12:07</strong>
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				“Do struggle, it will only make things even more delicious . Perhaps I should get one of those artisans out there, draw us a pretty picture? No doubt your father would simply adore such fine art.” He grinned as he walked towards the boy, kneeling inches away from him. “Should I make you spray again. This time collecting it without my gift? I am quite amazed at the fertility your little body has. Perhaps I shall experiment more later.”<br><br>He stood up and walked towards the door, the tentacles shooting out in every direction and grabbing clothing. By the time he opened the door, he was fully dressed and looked as dashing as ever. Only the sick and twisted grin was still on his face. “I shall instruct this room to remain sealed for five minutes. I suggest you clean up and get dressed. I shall have a quick word with your father now. We have.. similar interests concerning some… “ He eyed the boy before chuckling. “I suppose a surprise is more fun is it not?”<br><br>He stepped outside and closed the door behind him, a haughty chuckle following the man outside. He simply left the cum stained boy in the room, yet he did not leave him by himself. Within the boy was a process already on its way, the effects would only take place after the first twenty four hours, enough time to nestle and grow.<br><br>“Sir.” He nodded respectfully as he neared the boy’s father. “I have spoken to the boy and found… hesitation in his tone. I feel there is potential within him yet I cannot force it out of him. Perhaps an apprenticeship is required to nurture his gifts. Shall we talk?” He smiled gently, the smile of a man who already knew the answer. If the man would refuse, he simply would persuade him otherwise. <br><br>Within a week the boy would be sent to his estate in the Netherlands. Well technically it wasn’t ‘his’ estate yet. He would first have to find a suitable one and kill everyone living inside of it. The hatchlings granted to him by his pillaging in this country would suffice for his scheme. “A week from now would be agreeable.” He said strictly as he eyed the man. Only a nod was give before the two of them split ways. Ruyin had things to do, fun things. For the first time in six hundred years did he feel the shiver of excitement again. Would the little pet agree to it, would the strict father enough to send a boy towards certain molestation?<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>18-10-2011, 20:43:17</strong>
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				A shuddering breath echoed from Rion's lips as his body sagged upon the floor, his hips shaking violently under the pressure of fluid having built up inside his body. He felt so full, so dirty and he groaned weakly, shaking his head as Ryuin moved to kneel before him and spoke in such a jovial tone. "N-No... Please... No more..." The boy pleaded weakly, biting his lower lip. He was spent, and a relief came to him as the creature rose and walked away, before he whimpered at the threat of the room being opened.<br><br>The boy fell limply to the ground as the tendrils suddenly shot from his body, a loud grunt slipping from his lips as a trickle of fluid came from his stretched opening. Slowly, very slowly, he dragged himself to his clothing and pulled them on, wincing as he felt the wetness slide down his leg, completely unaware of the happenings inside him. He limped weakly to the nearby sink and washed his face, part of him not believing what had just happened. Once he was vaguely satisfied, the boy turned and moved out of the room, looking frantically for his abuser and his father.<br><br>They couldn't talk. They couldn't. Rion panicked as he spotted Ryuin and his father parting ways, his stomach plummeting before he made his way slowly towards the creature that had assaulted him. "Mn... Wh-What did... You say to him? Please... Please j-just leave... You've... You've taken my pride away; what else do you want?" His tone was exhausted, utterly drained and desperate as he leaned against the nearby wall, his legs shaking slightly. His body ached all over and he longed to collapse on a bed and sleep... But the party went on, and it seemed Ryuin was going nowhere...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>28-10-2011, 15:57:37</strong>
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				The creature grinned as the boy asked him to stop, begged even. He simply stared at the boy from top to bottom as if inspecting cattle. As he stepped closer he moved his lips closer to the boy’s ear. “Everything…&nbsp; I want everything.” With his index finger he traced a line across the boy’s cheek, caressing the skin, before leaving the young man. <br><br>Exactly a week went by since the ball, a week since the violent rape of the young man. In smaller circles it was known also of the blood ball, seeing as a young noblewoman was brutally murdered in one of the rooms. It seemed like she was simply drained of life, yet her dead face spoke of pleasures life could simply not offer. The woman’s description was awfully similar to the lady Ruyin had been dancing with, Ruyin made sure the youth was well aware of that, even sending him a telepathic image of him seducing and luring her to the bedroom.<br><br>In the time the two of them spend apart, Ruyin had been busy. A large dutch mansion was now in his possession. Graaf van Friesland, or duke of Frisia&nbsp; he was now called. The precious count and owner of said mansion was quite unwilling to part with it, forcing Ruyin to slaughter all fifteen servants, five maids and six family members. A small price to pay considering the cultural worth and art like location. <br><br>His latest harvesting had given him sixty new tendrils or children as Ruyin liked to call them now. Normally he would simply absorb them into him, increasing himself, making himself more ‘whole’. Yet for the first in his entire time he did something unusual. Fourty tendrils he split into four, making stacks of ten. Each stack he fused together to create a new being. It would have enough essence to be self-aware and obedient. He also created a stack of twenty five, giving it five tendrils of himself.<br><br>The four new ‘pets’ would be the servants of this place, loyal yet simplistic compared to him. They would still be close to instinctual breeding urges, yet he made sure they could not reproduce or refuse a direct command. Two of them were females, dressed as maids. The two males would be a driver and a gardener.<br><br>The last creature was his greatest creation, having enough essence to fully be aware of himself and his mind. It would be an equal to any highly educated human yet have thousands of years of information given to him by the five tendrils of Ruyin’s essence. He would be a butler in service to the Duke. His name would be Niegol, an anagram for Legion. He created Niegol to keep the other servants in line and to Run the mansion when he was gone. In al his years of awareness he had never once thought about creating others or keeping company. The fact that he was doing something new was exciting, he had no idea how this would play out. If things went wrong, he would simply kill them and the boy. But fun times would take place either way. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>01-11-2011, 17:47:53</strong>
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				The boy's eyes widened as the whisper was uttered; it seeming to shudder through his slender frame as he suddenly found himself unable to move from the spoke beside Ryuin, flinching from the touch to his cheek. He said nothing, merely waited until the being had left him before staggering back against the nearby wall, his weight heavy and sagging against the surface. He felt exhausted, physically rather sick and humiliated...<br><br>He hurried back to his bed chambers rather swiftly once the ball was over, taking a long period to wash his body fully until his pale skin was reddened due to the pressure he had scrubbed. Still he felt unclean, though there was little else he could do before all-but collapsing upon his bed and drifting into a fitful sleep that saw him toss and turn, dreaming of demons and beings that shouldn't exist...<br><br>The week passed then, and Rion was glad not to hear from his tormentor, though the hideous find in the guest room had shaken him; the woman he had recognised without the horrid vision of her being lured to her death and it terrified him to think that he could be the next victim. But no, he would simply remain away from the man... At least that was his plan before his father spoke of something of a scholarly trip to the man's estate. <br><br>"F-Father, I don't wish to go! Surely I could learn just as well studying under you?" He had begged and pleaded, but the decision had been made the instant that Ryuin had approached the elderly Lord and so it was that Rion found himself in the grand entrance hall of his home, twin suitcases at either side and he stood, waiting for Ryuin to collect him. He dreaded being in the being's own domain, but what could he do? Tell his father the man was some kind of monster? He would be branded insane...<br><br>The poor boy had no option but to go.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>01-11-2011, 19:28:51</strong>
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				The two heavy doors suddenly swung, giving way for the young boy to enter. “Welcome to the mansion. I do hope your travels were not to strenuously.” A voice suddenly spoke in a heavy Italian accent. The tall butler quickly took hold of the twin suitcases, lifting them up with ease. “Niegol da To’iela, butler of this fine mansion.” He waited for the boy to speak, hearing him out respectfully. “My master has instructed me to show you the private quarters that have been assigned to you. It is wonderful that we have the privilege to shelter such a fine young nobleman as yourself.” He cocked his head back slowly, smiling to the boy. “Follow me please.”<br><br>He led the way up a flight of stairs and into a long corridor. During the walk he made sure to enlighten the youth in some of the mansions historical and cultural heritage, making sure the family line of Ruyin was actively mentioned. “Make yourself at home.” He said respectfully as he opened the door with one hand and let the boy inside. The room housed a large bed and a writing desk,&nbsp; a few chairs were placed in a corner and a small sofa was placed in front of the fireplace. “I take it everything is in order.” He spoke as if he did not think it possible to say otherwise.<br><br>“If you need anything else or have questions, be sure to call out my name or ask on of the ‘staff’ for directions.” He seemed to have trouble wording out the word Staff, hatred was clearly intertwined in that word. “I must leave you now. My master has informed me that he will be visiting you later today.” With that he quickly stepped outside, closing the door behind him. Should the youth run outside to ask something else, he would find an empty corridor. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>03-11-2011, 18:17:33</strong>
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				As the grand doors suddenly swung open, Rion frowned deeply and bit hard upon his lower lip, shuffling slightly and forcing his legs to carry him forward, into the lion's den, so to speak. He blinked across in some surprise at the butler, the first thought being whether the man was as human as he seemed. He had no idea what being Ryuin was, but certainly he would not let down his guard and he nodded slowly as his cases were effortlessly lifted, the butler's name spoke,. "Ah... My name is Rion D'Silva... But I'm sure you were aware of that already..." He made his voice sound strong and certain (or as much as he could) before moving to follow the man up the stairs and down the hallway.<br><br>He looked at the many paintings that lined the walls and the rick architecture whenever it was mentioned, murmuring the occasional yes and nodding in understanding whilst not taking a particular interest. He wanted to get to his room as soon as possible and check it was safe but alas there were the formalities to go through. Thankfully the tour didn't take long however and he sighed heavily once he entered his room, looking around slowly with a slight nod. It seemed fine.<br><br>"This will do nicely. Thank you..." He said simply, shaking his head when he was asked if he had questions, his stomach sinking at the thought of a visit from the Master of the house. Once he was left alone, Rion sighed heavily and made his way towards the couch in front of the pleasantly burning fire, leaning back into the comfortable seat with a small yawn. The trip had been extremely tiring, and the gentle heat did little to keep him awake. Vaguely he thought of unpacking and getting dressed in a more formal suit that the current dark green affair, but he merely removed his shoes before lifting slender legs to rest them upon the couch, laying down on his side with a small sigh.<br><br>Rion's eyes fluttered for several moments, but finally he drifted off into sleep, the crackling fire being his only company as he forgot just where he was and who was hosting him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>10-11-2011, 16:29:27</strong>
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				As Ruyin entered the boy’s room he had no choice but to grin. Two of his servants were ‘helping’ the young man as he slept. One held the boy’s head whilst carefully giving pressure on the boy’s temples, preventing him from waking up. The other was slowly draining the boy dry of his seed. Judging by the heavy scent of hormones in the air, they had been going at it for a few hours. <br>One glance from their maker send them scurrying out of the room. Should they receive punishment? Perhaps, yet he would ponder that question another time.<br><br>He made his way over to the boy’s closet and placed a small box there; a box carefully wrapped in expensive cloth and ribbons. He closed the closet gently before making his way back towards the boy. Lifting the boy’s tired body he made his way towards the cellar. The cellar was more like a dungeon, cold stone slabs of granite, heavy iron chains on the walls, thick steel cages etc. His tendrils shot out of his form as he took hold of several chains and ropes. He cuffed the boy’s hands behind his back as he secured them there tightly. The boy’s feet were placed inside two rings, designed solely to keep feet secured there. <br><br>The boy’s behind was placed on a small iron ring, secured tightly with thick iron chains. This instrument was usually used as a form of torture. The weighted ring would be strapped tightly on a victims behind while gravity would slowly pull the victim downwards. Usually a sharp knife or a fire would be placed underneath the victim. After a while the fatigue of constantly keeping the weight up would slowly wear the person out, resulting in their own body slowly sliding closer to their torture. The real torture was not that pain they would receive, the knowledge that they were not strong enough to endure it any longer was.<br><br>Ruyin had used this device a few times himself during his more naïve and discovering phases of life. The dark ages proved to be an excellent time to discover these tools. Seeing as he did not want the boy to come to any harm, he would simply replace the steel knife with something more gentle. As he undressed the boy would slowly regain consciousness. When he positioned himself underneath the boy he started to grin. The boy was already bone weary from the sleep rape his servants had given him, this would not last long. He positioned his thick throbbing organ in a direct line to the boy’s little pink hole.&nbsp; “Wake up little one.” He chuckled as he let go of the boy’s restraints, the boy had to stand on his own now, or face penetration.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>11-11-2011, 16:52:18</strong>
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				Rion was vaguely aware of something happening beyond his somewhat troubled sleep; his body twisted a little between the two servants as they worked on milking his aching length dry. Small whimpers echoed from between his lips, his slender figure exhausted from multiple climaxes even as the lips continued, seeming determined to draw every drop. "A-Ahh... Please..." The mumble echoed from sleep before suddenly the pressure vanished and he was left with a rather visible erection as Ryuin entered the room.<br><br>He remained slumbering as he was carried carefully through the maze of hallways down towards the dungeons and save for the occasional shudder, he was motionless also. He had little idea what was happening to him as he was cuffed firmly by heavy iron shackles, his hands hanging limply behind his back, legs parting slightly wider than was comfortable with the iron rings that held them securely. The peculiar ring tied around his behind was heavy and a small groan slipped between his lips as his knees sagged, his hips lowering downwards unconsciously towards the thick shaft that was poised beneath his opening.<br><br>Only when Ryuin spoke, did the boy's eyes open and for a moment he had no idea what was happening. "Wh-What...? I don't..." He trailed off, his eyes adjusting to the gloom of the dungeon before he gasped sharply as he looked down and saw first his aching arousal, blushing furiously. Then he realised how his body was shackled firmly to the floor, his arms useless and as his hips hung yet lower, his eyes widened at the nudge of the tip of Ryuin's length against his body. "A-Ahh...! What... What is this? What's h-happening?" He blinked downward at the Master of the house, shaking his head quickly as his legs trembled already with the effort of holding his body up, exhaustion clear in his expression.<br><br>"P-Please... Please don't do this, please let me go..." He pleaded, his hips lowering a little more, again the tip resting just at the edge of the tight ring, barely managing to hold himself steady. "I-I can't... Hold myself... Please..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>08-12-2011, 17:05:40</strong>
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				The room darkened as the creature underneath the boy stared at his helpless prey. To the boy this whole affair would be considered a vile act, rape in the darkest way. To Ruyin it was simply preparation for a future event. He wanted to groom the boy into his plaything and mate. Funny how after so many years of cold harvesting, this whiny little boy could intrigue him so much. And he was not the only one. His butler and servants felt a similar way, although the servants simply followed their basic instincts. Earlier that day he had a friendly little chat with this butler, discussing why the boy was so delicious. It was weird talking to a portion of yourself like that, almost like some humans who were suffering from some mental condition. <br><br>“Then don’t” <br><br>He whispered as the felt the trembling legs of the boy, legs that soon would give out underneath the weight. He teased the boy as he held a single digit underneath the harness, holding the boy’s entire weight with ease. Why was he being so gentle with him? Other humans more handsome or genetically gifted would receive far less kindness from him. It wasn’t age or boredom that made him nice to this boy; he had killed the woman without so much blinking an eye. There must be something unique about the boy. He remembered the notion of love some humans mentioned, immediately causing a shiver down his spine and a haughty laugh. Of course not.<br><br>“Just relax little one. Who knows you might enjoy it. I’ll promise no long slime tentacles.” The air seemed to carry the words to the boy, whispering it gently in his ear as if he was next to him. He felt his throbbing organ underneath the boy as he slowly removed the finger he was using to support the boy. Slowly he noticed the boy lowering himself downwards again, closer to his manhood. He had made sure this would not hurt the boy too much. His organ was somewhat thinner and more flexible today and was already covered in a wet substance. The boy first had to know pleasure his little ring could offer, before he took it like a beast.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>09-12-2011, 19:53:22</strong>
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				The boy shook his head quickly, struggling under the heavy weight to keep his body upright and away from Ryuin's length that waited for the inevitable to occur. He swallowed thickly, beads of sweat already appearing on his forehead with the exertion and he looked downward once again, his expression a desperate one. "P-Please... I'll do a-anything else you wish! Just... I don't want this... Not again, please..." His begging would doubtlessly fall on deaf ears and Rion panted heavily as his legs shook yet more violently, his hips beginning to lower once again.<br><br>Then, suddenly, he felt the single fingertip beneath his hips, eyes widening with just how powerful the being beneath him had to be. To take his full weight so effortlessly... What was the man? "Wh-What are you...?" He voiced the question in a trembling tone, eyes closing once again as he bit hard upon his lower lip. His body pulsed with a pleasure he couldn't place; why did he feel good? Why was his body so heated? Certainly he wasn't enjoying the experience and yet it seemed as though his body wanted Ryuin... No! No, that wasn't true!<br><br>Just as the troubling thought entered Rion's mind, the finger was abruptly pulled away and he cried out sharply as the sudden release caused his hips to finally fall, the large tip of Ryuin's length pressing upward and into his tight opening. He whimpered loudly and tried to lift himself back up, his body shuddering under the pressure against his insides. A low groan echoed through the room as he felt himself instead falling yet lower, sinking down inch by inch onto the being's shaft. "N-No...! I-I can't... Stop it...!" He breathed heavily, continuing to slowly fall until he felt his hips meet Ryuin's and he was fully seated upon the long shaft.<br><br>"A-Ahh... T-Take it out... I... I d-don't want this... Its t-too much..." Rin's words tumbled over eachother as he writhed atop the Lord's body, biting hard on his lower lip despite the pleasured flush upon his cheeks. His cock too, remained hard despite the slow penetration and his body stretched around the thick length, leaving little in the way of pain. "Let me go... Let me go..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>18-02-2012, 23:33:10</strong>
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				The creature let out a soft chuckle as he leaned closer to the boy. <br><br>“I did let go off you, my little prey.” <br><br>A single digit was placed on the boy’s spine as he began making a long and delicate trail downwards. It was fascinated by the smooth and frail skin the boy possessed. It was delicate and almost feminine, yet it retained the sturdiness only young males could archive. Feeling the warmth of the boy’s body, he increased his own, almost painting a warm trail of heat on the boy’s back. <br><br>“It is you who is doing this. You know as well as I do that you still have enough strength to stand up. You can fight this, can’t you?”<br><br>It breathed the words towards the boy as it began concentrating on his internal organ. A spray of white liquid oozed out of the meaty organ, coating the boy’s organ in a slippery white substance. It was not enough to leak out, yet enough to make the process more enjoyable. He watched as the boy’s frame struggled with its own weight, the pain in his legs visible, exhaustion on his facial expression.<br><br>“Tell me... How deep do you think this will go, how far you can take it. Can you imagine it, my little prey.”<br><br>He bit of a laugh as he placed a single digit on the boy’s shoulders, easing him downwards. He made sure it was slowly, o so slowly! He wanted to enjoy this, the slow and excruciating long and mind shattering abuse. How far could he bring the boy before he was reduced to a slobbering mess. How long until he begged him to pleasure him? He could take him right there and then, inject him with his essence. Where was the fun in that? The boy would corrupt himself, at least today. Ever so slowly, the finger was pressing more and more firmly on the boy’s shoulders, not stopping until the man was fully sheathed inside of the boy.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 18:31:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rion's breath echoed in sharp, desperate pants through the gloom of the dungeon as his body trembled with the hopeless effort; his legs trying in vain to hold his weight. Certainly the boy was slender, hardly heavy and yet time made Ryuin's victory inevitable as he slowly sank downwards, feeling the tip of the creature's thick shaft press against his tight opening. "A-Ahhh...! Please... Please... D-Don't...!" He begged, his hips jerking in a last attempt to escape before he felt his own weight cause the tip of Ryuin's cock to penetrate his body, a loud cry echoing through the room as his muscles were forced to stretch.<br><br>It was so very humiliating; the thought that the creature below him had to do nothing for the boy to shame himself. Squirming frantically on the large shaft, Rion whimpered and shook his head, long hair clinging to the thin sheen of sweat upon his slender shoulders. "N-Ngh..! I-It hurts... Please... Please, stop..." Still, he pleaded, his back arching as the finger trailed slowly up and down his spine in a mockery of a gentle caress before that same finger moved to his shoulder and began to apply pressure. The boy cried out once again as his body was forced to accommodate the thick organ, his muscles tight around the shaft as at an agonisingly slow pace he felt himself sink downwards. "No... No, no... No..." He murmured in a desperate chant, lips parted wide in a silent cry of humiliation.<br><br>The sudden spurt of thick fluid within his body caused his body to jerk slightly, eyes widening in horror as he felt the organ slide deeper inside him, moving easier thanks to whatever it was the creature had injected. It didn't take long before his hips met Ryuin's and he panted loudly with a deep shudder, hanging his head weakly with a small groan. "T-Take it... Out... Please... I d-don't want... Please..." He felt the fluid seep into his muscles, warming his insides and he squirmed once again with a second low whine, biting hard upon his lower lip.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DarkEnigma</strong> on <strong>20-02-2012, 19:01:27</strong>
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				Ruyin was absentmindedly drawing an imaginary picture on the boy´s back with his nail, making sure each tender scratch would send the boy shivering. “Take what out?” He whispered as he continued to tease the boy. He knew fully well he had full inserted himself in the boy, a perfect fit like a sword sliding in its scabbard. He heard the boy plead once more, and again Ruyin spoke. “Take what out? Do try and be specific, young boys like yourself tend to confuse me.” He waited for a reply from the boy.<br><br>“Now my little pet, why would I do such a thing, After all you are enjoying yourself, hm?” His index finger and thumb went around the boy’s hips, slowly searching around in a slow teasing fashion until they took hold of the boy’s phallus. Grabbing it slowly, yet firmly,&nbsp; he forced it to stand upright before he used it to lift the boy upwards. He was using the boy’s tender organ to force him to stand upwards, no doubt would be slightly uncomfortable if not embarrassing as hell. He continued to pull it upright until the boy’s abused orifice only held half an inch of himself inside. He grinned as he released the boy’s manhood, waiting until gravity brought him downwards again. As soon as the boy’s hips reached the bottom again, and his organ was fully sheathed inside of him, did he begin the pulling game again.<br><br>He tormented the boy five times like this, each time whispering questions, how did it feel? How deep did he think it would go? How was he handling the fact that his rear was now the same as a woman’s gender. Ruyin was sure the boy would understand that these questions where harmless, simply a fun joke to pass the time. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breeding bad habbits.  Angel Eros/Flassche</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Suiko</strong> on <strong>23-02-2012, 16:54:15</strong>
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				Rion flinched from the humiliating question that was posed, his slender frame writhing as the clawed nail dragged in random lines across his back, creating a trail of unnatural heat on flushed skin. "A-Ahh... You... Your..." He trailed off, unable to speak of such shameful things even as he remained fully seated upon Ryuin's hips, the thick shaft pressed inside his tight passage. "Please... Please, God..." The boy begged weakly, his body shaking under the sensations assaulting his body. His legs strained to try and push himself up, to try and free himself but he could barely shift his weight due to exhaustion, his head hanging limply forward, long hair spilling over his flushed face.<br><br>He whimpered as he felt the fingers skim slowly across his slim hip, wriggling a little atop the male's cock at the intimate touch before his breath caught loudly in his throat as his semi-hardened length was held in a firm grip. "N-No...! Don't t-touch... No!" Rion shook his head, biting hard on his lower lip before his sensitive flesh was slowly tugged upwards, his lips parting it a desperate wail as he was forced to stand on violently shaking legs. His opening held tight to Ryuin's shaft as if not wanting to let it go and the boy trembled where he lingered, barely penetrated, when the grip was released. He groaned loudly as his hips fell hard on the creature's cock, the fluid pumped inside his passage ensuring that it slid easily to fill his body completely.<br><br>The boy shuddered, his breath echoing in heavy pants as somehow pleasure rippled over his body, causing his cock to twitch. But Ryuin didn't stop there; he continued to manipulate Rion's shaft, tugging it upward only to let him fall back as if he wanted what was happening. The taunting questions brought weak whimpers from the boy's lips and he shook his head desperately, running his tongue over his lips as finally the fifth drop was made. "A-Ahhh... I c-can't... Please... Its t-too much..." He pleaded, lifting his head to look across at Ryin, his face a picture of humiliation and need as his cock stood erect between his parted thighs. "I n-need... I need to... Please..." He couldn't say what he needed; too embarrassing, too shameful and yet his hips shifted slightly atop Ryuin's, gasping softly at the pressure within his body.<br><br>He was unsure when it had tipped from pain to pleasure, but it couldn't be denied... Whatever Ryuin was, Rion was helpless against it.
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