Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)
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				Title: <strong>Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Subtle Trouble</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 01:36:53</strong>
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				Lillith had moved as far away as possible from home. From the Rockies of Colorado to Salem. Why Salem? It was warm, mild, and liberal, if a little tourist-y. She wanted as damned far from the small town she'd grown up in, the family she'd grown up with and the boy she was supposed to marry. That was until he'd gotten Elaine Pearson pregnant, mind. Now they were getting married. Sandy blond hair fell in front of grass-green eyes, as she trudged through the late twilight after a shift at the mechanic's shop. She was the desk-girl, but Charlie had been secretly teaching her how to fix engines for the past months after quitting time. It was weird how even a city like Salem could feel like a small town, when you knew the right people.<br><br>She sighed, heavy canvas bags swinging from her wrists, bulging with groceries. It was time to go home, to the black cat that had adopted her (She'd named him Cliche) and feed the rapscallion. He got very upset when he missed his meal.&nbsp; She opened the door to the filthy apartment building she was renting from, and began the slow ascent to the top floor. Then up another flight. She managed to get the roof-apartment. It was very cool, if drafty as all hell. Running water, a kitchen and the essentials, but she already had more rags sticking in the walls than she had dishcloths.<br><br>It was an early september day. She had classes at the college in the early morning, and work tomorrow afternoon. She should have gotten her food and ready for bed, buts he couldn't help but want to sit outside. Read, and not a text book. And after putting her groceries away, that's precisely what she did, falling asleep half-way through her third chapter.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 08:46:38</strong>
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				The Ascalions were a highly advanced race. One of the true powerhouses in the galaxy. Their Imperium stretched out over three dozen planets and twice as many colonies and outposts. They were one of the oldest races currently active in the Milky Way galaxy. Sleek, silvery ships darted from planet to planet. Smaller ones, still larger than any space shuttle on Earth, explored the thousands of surrounding star systems to the Imperium. Their borders were filled with various faction on three sides. Factions that seemed no longer friendly to the disciplined, scientific minded race. They were envious of the civilization, of the technological prowess and the near utopian outlook of their society. All that was only possible through well regulated genetic selection.<br><br>Captain Antonios Barolis stood aboard the bridge of his exploration vessel. The ship was so automated, he could fly and operate it by himself. His mission was to explore beyond the forth border of the Imperium, that of Wild Space. No recorded civilizations had been found here so far, and few of the primitive ones.<br><br>Exploring was his life and his dreams for a great find were fulfilled when he found a mostly blue-coloured planet with green and brown land masses. He brought his ship closer, scanning the technology and the biosigns, downloading the local information network, hacking into satellites. What he found surprised him. A society on the brink of becoming a space-faring nation, plans for their first off-world colonies that would soon come to fruition. But that was not what was so important. They were so similar in looks, yet different in fysiology that it was unbelievable. And they had some very, very beautiful specimens. He wanted one, to explore, to test. He needed, he simply had to know their similarities and differences and how those similarities were possible despite those differences.<br><br>He locked onto a promising subject, a lone female of particular beauty, even to perfect Ascalonian values. White lights appeared around her sleeping form, growing in intensity, till they suddenly faded. She was no longer on her terrace. Her belongings were all beamed away as well, dropped into the cargo hold of the cloaked vessel. But she, the young woman in question, was deposited in the lab, on a large working table. The material of the table top felt rubbery. Right now, Antonios made it strongly adhesive to her. It rippled, oozing out an electromagnetic field that would allow her to still move, but not to leave the table, nor completely break away from its touch.<br><br>There he stood, curious, pitch black eyes, iris-less, staring at her, his well-sculpted body, fit to perfection, shown of in a thin white tunic that still revealed his bare arms, shoulders and parts of his chest, as well as most of his legs. The Ascalonians weren’t exactly shy. Further, he had a handsome face with strong features, short, messy black hair, a trademark of his family that woman on Ascalonia liked a lot, and a black, swishing tail, which was hairless and very prehensile, longer than his legs. He was waiting for her to wake up…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Subtle Trouble</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 14:58:44</strong>
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				Lillith groaned, shivering in her sleep as the temperature changed, a few degrees cooler. It was enough to stir her, though not to wake. She made a soft noise, her eyebrows knitting together as the electromagnetic field expanded across the table, her ears ringing softly, like someone had left a television on all night. A hand moved toward her face, feeling as though she was laying in a pool of molasses, rubbing her fingers against her eyes before she dared opening them. She'd fallen asleep outside, again.<br><br>But no. Where was the breeze? The cars? Her eyes finally fluttered open, for a moment, snapping back shut. It was so bright! Where was she? Her heart began to pound, adrenaline shooting through her veins. She turned her face into the table, slitting her eyes, trying to get used to the bright light. Where was she? What happened? Was she in a hospital? No there would be sheets. It wouldn't be... sticky. Was she kidnapped? Had she been drugged? She doubted it. She didn't feel sore anywhere in particular. <br><br>Where was she? Her eyes slowly opened, a slice of the room finally becoming revealed to her. She blinked slowly, turning on the table, pushing herself up as far as she could catching sight of a person from the corner of her eye. "Hello?" She murmured, sleep still clouding her voice. "Where am I?" She asked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 15:07:36</strong>
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				“Greetings, Lillith”, the being she could see, Antonios, said. He looked upon her with curious black eyes. She was still dressed, a beautiful specimen. And now that she was awake, he could begin his investigation and his experiments. He wanted to unravel this puzzle that she and her race posed.<br><br>“You are in my laboratory. My name is Antonios and I have brought you here. You made me very curious and now you will cooperate to satisfy my curiousity. You see”, he spoke, assessing her, drinking in her looks, noting the possible differences and the many, many similarities to the most beautiful ladies in the Imperium, “You look so much like my people, yet your people are entirely different on the inside, genetically speaking. I wish to know why and how. And I wish to learn everything about your race, through you.”<br><br>He flicked a button and small metal arms appeared on the table, grasping the hems of her clothes and tearing them all away, the humming EM field keeping her locked in place, leaving her naked under her very appreciative gaze.<br><br>“While some parts might be unpleasant, I will make sure others will be very pleasant.”<br><br>That said, he stepped closer, his hand entering the field, the strong nimble fingers touching her skin for the first time. It felt so soft, so sweetly, addictively soft. He caressed higher, from her elbow to her shoulder, to her collarbone, before stopping and pressing down. He could feel the collarbone underneath. He slid lower, lower, a finger brushing over a beautiful nipple, before spoke again, confidently, “And if you cooperate very well, I will make it extremely pleasant for you…”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Subtle Trouble</strong> on <strong>29-09-2010, 15:22:32</strong>
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				"How do you know my- You have a tail!" She gasped, gaping at him as he began to explain to her. She couldn't digest it, she couldn't even understand what he was saying. He was such an odd accent. His words were so precise. She gaped at him, unbelieving. He wanted to know everything about humans from her? She didn't know even a tiny bit bout humans! She new where her eyes and nose were, but she didn't know how her body worked, how culture did, how she thought. She didn't know anything!<br><br>And that mean he was likely going to dissect her. <br><br>And then he flipped the switch. "What? NO!" She screamed, struggling against the invisible bindings that pressed her down, the arms that tore at her clothing, leaving her nude. Her arms clapped across her body, her breasts, and between her legs, her thighs pressing together. "Please, no. Don't..." She whispered, as he approached, terrified for her life, and whatever else he would do. Torture her? Experiment on her?<br><br>She winced away from his touch, his fingers leaving trails of tingling behind them as they slid over her skin, over her collar bone, sliding between her arms to pass over her breast. She cried out, shaking her head, and trying to pull away trapped, somehow. She couldn't get away, and that, perhaps, was the most terrifying of all. "Let me go, please!" don't... I don't want... please..." She whispered, fear ruling her face, as she tried to curl into a ball, tight, protecting herself. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 10:16:00</strong>
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				At her words, his tail swished forward, the tip now laying on the laboratory table, very close to her. She was frightened. Extremely so. The monitors told him of her increased heart rate. He could see her chest heaving stronger in exertion, labouring for more breath to get her pleas out. He would have to calm her down. Perhaps he could use some way that she would like a great deal. And, it would teach him about her a lot.<br><br>He put on a head set, connecting his mind to his very laboratory. He spoke in a gentle tone. “Lillith. Please relax. I will treat you carefully. I selected you for your beauty. You are the perfect sample of your civilization. And I will make it enjoyable as much as I can for you. Upon completion of the tests, I will return you to where I picked you up and I will even make it worth your while. I can give you whatever you request as payment…”<br><br>That being said, he activated the table. The rubbery substance she was struggling on, became nearly liquid. It started rising, creeping up her skin. It felt warm, a few degrees above her body temperature. Like sinking into a delicious, warm swimming bath. The liquid pulsed with faint EM bursts, like static caressing every inch of skin it touched, massaging her back and the back of her legs.<br><br>As he read the responses of her body, het the liquid rise to the point on her face, her breasts, her pelvis, her kneecaps and her feet were still above the surface. As he set the device, the liquid to a slightly erotic, relaxing massage, the pulses changed, aiming for her nerves, for her muscles, feeling as if hundreds of soft, tingling, strong fingers were caressing her and massaging every inch of her body, except for her face, her breasts and her womanhood.<br><br>He stepped closer, speaking again in a soft, soothing, musical voice, a hint of seduction and arousal audible at the to his eyes erotic sight. “Relax, sweet Lillith. Relax and Enjoy. I will begin the first stage now…”<br><br>The liquid rose up at a mere thought, covering her womanhood and starting the caress there, too, dozens of fingers toying, teasing that one place of her body, faster than the hundreds of phantom fingers over the rest of her body. The liquid started seeping between her labia, till they found the nervecluster hidden there. The clitoris… It was enveloped in the liquid that was now an extension of Antonios’ mind. Even there, it started its teasing, caressing work. But then, the alien reached out, the palms of his strong hands covering her breasts, massaging them, nimble thumbs flicking over the nipples…<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Further Than You Could Ever Imagine (Arkaniel and Subtle Trouble)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Subtle Trouble</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 19:23:07</strong>
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				Lillith winced away from his tail as it sneaked onto the table, her eyes welling with tears of panic. Relax? How was she supposed o relax? What was he? Where was she Her mind couldn't digest the reality of the situation, that this was really happening, though she still fought against it. It was a nightmare, it had to be. Oh, god if she could only wake up, though. She screamed out, as a liquid began to creep up, over her skin. She struggled, trying to pull herself off the table, away from the liquid. She could feel it sliding upwards. What if it covered her face? Was his plan to smother her? Drown her?<br><br>"Please... please" She pleaded, begging him without direction, even as the liquid stilled, her mouth and nose safe from drowning for now. She barely registered the soft tingling, the forced relaxation of her muscles a first. But then the ever-constant pain between her shoulder blades eased, the straining from her attempts at escape loosened, her muscles tight with tension began to let go. "Wh-what are you doing?" She whispered, fear tensing her again, even as the muscles began to loosen over again, the tiny massaging fingers tireless in their work.<br><br>She wouldn't admit it, even to herself, but it felt good. Lethargy wanted to creep into her mind, her eyes wanted to close. She stared up at him as he spoke to her, his voice low, soothing, warm with a hint of hot fudge, meant to seduce. "What... no..." She whispered, her panic dissipating whether she wanted it to or not, She tensed again, though, as the liquid eased between her thighs, up, covering her pelvis. Her eyes widened, and her breath caught. It was like the best vibrator ever, a warm slide between her lips, exploring, finding...<br><br>"Ah!" She gasped, body trying to arch off the table in vain as the liquid found her clitoris, teasing, stimulating. It was a sharp, electric pleasure, directed straight to her core. She moaned, eyes closing, as his warm hands covered her breasts, twin jolts racing down as his thumbs flicked across her nipples. She whimpered, confused, seduced. It had never been like this before, clumsy sex, blunt fingers rubbing nowhere in particular. This was all consuming, heaven, making her forget everything...
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				Post by: <strong>Arkaniel</strong> on <strong>30-09-2010, 19:33:12</strong>
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				She seemed incredibly sensitive. He liked her reaction to what he was doing to her, however. As he watched her, he felt his own arousal growing. In response, the machine connected to his mind, started to increase the caressing and vibrating. He leaned closer on impulse, he lips closing around one of her nipples, his curiosity getting the best of him. He flicked his tongue over the bud and was surprised at the soft aroma he tasted. He couldn’t put a name on it, but it was intoxicating. His tongue flicked over the nipple a few more times, before he resumed caressing it with his nimble fingers.<br><br>He looked at her, his black eyes focussed on her squirming form. His voice was full of arousal and almost hypnotic as he spoke to her.<br><br>“Are you enjoying this? Do you want more of it? Do you want me to continue? Or even go further? Do you want me to show you what I can do with a woman as fine as you?”<br><br>His hands kept sliding over her breasts and as he saw how her body seemed to reach the same point at which Ascalonian women climaxed, he let the vibrating slow down to a hum that should keep her on edge, never letting her fall over it.<br><br>His tail flicked out, the thick, prehensile appendage sliding over every still revealed part of her body, before the rounded tip pressed down on where the machine was stimulating her clitoris. Subconsciously, his control slipped a bit, releasing one arm from the liquid holding her down.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Subtle Trouble</strong> on <strong>01-10-2010, 18:55:42</strong>
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				Lilith panted, and moaned, squirming, a sharp gasp sounding as his lips closed around her nipple, that warm tug of a suck accompanied with his tongue. Her muscles strained to arch her form, fingers curling into fists. She shuddered as he spoke, voice canted low, sending warm shivers directly down her spine, overwhelming her. She moaned, unable to give him a proper response. She didn't even have one. It felt wonderful, but he was an alien, she hadn't asked for it. She didn't know what he planned. But those thoughts, and every other thought were banished from her mind.<br><br>A groan of frustration sounded, as he eased back, just enough to deny her climax, just as her hips ad begun to buck against the table's hold, just as her eyes had begun to roll back. She shivered, as the warm appendage slid over her body, erotic and alien. She shuddered ,as it added pressure to the tingling stimulation to her clit, squirming uselessly. Low moans escaped from her throat, her hand coming up to press at the center of her chest, wrist cradled in the separation of her breasts. Her eyes were closed, every breath a moan as her head tipped back, exposing her throat.
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