Embrace of Fear and Pain
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		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Exotic Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Xanatos on 12-12-2009, 08:41:02</h2>
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				Title: <strong>Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 08:41:02</strong>
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				The night air was chill yet not cold enough to hinder women and their wearing skimpy clothing. Mark loved the warmer nights as he stalked around the city, seeing the ladies bearing their goods. Still few really got his attention, most were just good in one or two areas and disappointing where it counted, he wanted a face to look at. Plenty of pretty women but nothing he could look at longer than a one night stand and drain. It was not smart to kill to many either, much better to split the drinks between the ladies. Attracted a lot less attention. <br><br>Mark wore a black leather trench, almost, duster jacket and black jeans. His shirt was crimson red. He stood out but he wanted attention, made him less noticeable. He wanted to be seen, so people would suspect him less and his style still fit the scene if not totally, still more than enough to get his pick of the drinkable necks. <br><br>Tonight, he was stalking the Red Raven club, a hot new club which catered to the more naughty side of the night life. It had back rooms where people could go from some after dancing fun. Quite expensive but many people got in because of looks or sex bribes. It was actually expected almost, the owners certainly did not care. He and his wife made bank off the alcohol and even had been seen once, getting it on in the back rooms for others to see. <br><br>Prowling near the tables slowly making his way nonchalantly he eyed the ladies, hoping he might find one which would be more than a simple meal. Despite the sex and the eager blood, he was tiring of it. He wanted someone who he could use on a nightly basis. Someone who would last. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 21:12:41</strong>
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				The club had almost a humid feel about it.&nbsp; Maybe it was from the fog machines pumping relentlessly to give the club a dark brooding feel.&nbsp; Maybe it was the tightly packed in, half naked bodies, undulating against each other on the dance floor and else where.&nbsp; Or maybe it was both combined.&nbsp; Either way it all made it just a little hard to breath for Calista who wasn't exactly used to this sort of ... scene.&nbsp; She sipped her drink, sweet and still potent, very fitting for both her and her surroundings.&nbsp; <br><br>She'd been stewing for over a month, locked up in her apartment mostly since the break up.&nbsp; It wasn't as if she was broken hearted, more just wary.&nbsp; But she was about to go crazy after a month and her friends practically dragged her out insisting that she needed to 'get laid already'.&nbsp; While she felt like outwardly she <em>had</em> to protest a bit, inwardly she had to agree.&nbsp; Her attire certainly didn't protest much.&nbsp; The silky cobalt blue halter top she wore had a neckline that dipped down to just above her belly button, the drape of the style showing off the roundness of her breasts and the resulting cleave.&nbsp; The back of it was completely open, the only scraps of cloth visible was the top tie of the halter at the back of her neck and another just above her hips to keep the top in place.&nbsp; Her black jeans hugged her every curve, displaying her round behind and the tone of her long legs, until they reached her knees where they were tucked into high black boots.&nbsp; Calista's friends had assured her that the ensemble set off her features, bringing out the gold in her hair and the blue in her eyes, but she couldn't help feeling a bit naked.&nbsp; Though perhaps that was part of the allure for her.<br><br>Most of her friends had already found someone to have fun with and were enjoying all that that entailed either out on the dance floor or in one of the rooms.&nbsp; One had even taken a guy home despite it being a relatively early hour.&nbsp; Calista just hadn't found anyone who sparked anything in her, though she'd gotten her fair share of interested men.&nbsp; She didn't want something serious right now, just a fun tumble, a fling.&nbsp; It had been so long since she'd been flung.&nbsp; With a sigh she took another sip of her drink as her boot tapped against the bottom of the bar stool to the pumping beat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 21:33:45</strong>
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				Dreamscape (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYX1kPTCqNE#)<br><br>As Mark prowled the seating area, a song he recognized started to play, Dreamscape. It was an entrancing song, soothing to the tense nerves or in his case it made his hunt more tense, expectant, fiery. His gray eyes began to shift and change, darkening as his vampirism began kicking in taking more control. Fingers began to flex, writhe with his deepening mood. The song flooded into his sub-conscious and he no longer consciously heard it but it still affected his mind. The movements of the predator slowed as his eyes became more discerning, hungry. <br><br>Slowly the fangs which marked his kind grew upon the sight of a sultry creature, whose sight made his blood rush, his instincts cry out. He had found her, his predator would be sated. Making his way slowly through the crowd without even sparing a glance towards those that did not exist, he moved like water through the cracks the people created for him. The black of his eyes held her steady, unrelenting as he moved closer, and closer till he caught her scent, giving him pause. His eyes closed a moment as his senses took her in, filling him. <br><br>Now that he had found her he would stalk his prey, savor the hunt, perhaps play if the urge struck him. Moving once again he slipped past her, his eyes giving her a side long glance she could not miss... 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:34:01</strong>
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				A shiver ran down Calista's spine as she felt eyes upon her, felt them as if they were searing holes through her soft flesh.&nbsp; Her heart sped up like an animal sensing that it's being watched by a dangerous beast.&nbsp; There was something in her that was making her feel like she should run, a rush of adrenaline flowing through her now, and then she saw his dark eyes.&nbsp; They black orbs stayed on her, leaving the impression of his dark intent on her.&nbsp; She couldn't mistake the feel of danger that surrounded him, it was both thrilling and disturbing.&nbsp; Quickly she pulled her eyes back onto he drink, knowing that he seemed to be an adventure she just wasn't ready for yet.<br><br>She drained her drink, ridding herself almost entirely of the unsettling feeling she'd been left with.&nbsp; As soon as she set the glass down the female bartender brought her another.&nbsp; <br><br>"From that hot guy sitting in the corner over there," the woman said with an envious smile as she looked over at the drink sender.&nbsp; "Lucky girl ..."&nbsp; Calista followed her gaze and found said 'hot guy', who was indeed very attractive and had a rather charming grin.&nbsp; He didn't seem dangerous at all, perfect for a good flinging.&nbsp; She smiled back and mouthed a thank you for the drink, hoping he'd decide to come over.&nbsp; He took the hint and made his way through the dancing and swaying crowd with a bit of effort.&nbsp; Once he reached her he placed his hand on her lower back to announce his arrival as he took a seat on the high stool next to her.&nbsp; <br><br>"Hi," she said with a bright smile, just a hint of shyness coming through. "Thank you for the drink."<br><br>"Thank you for wearing that top," he said with a roguish smirk.&nbsp; He chuckled almost immediately after he said it causing her to giggle in return.&nbsp; Definitely a good fling ...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>12-12-2009, 23:55:02</strong>
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				Mark was quite pleased with the reaction he got from the woman who was now his prey, unknowingly her fate had just been decided for her, unable she would be to diverge from it any longer. She had choice no more. Settling far from her, but within easy viewing, Mark stood his eyes intent upon her watching her as a Leopard would. Nothing caused him to lose sight of her, and nothing she did would lose his sight. His eyes were deadlocked. <br><br>Seeing the waitress arrive and indicate a man, a distance behind his prey, Mark decided in that moment whomever was with her would die. She was his, and any man or woman who got in his way had just forfeited their life. Still he watched, her time would come, for now he was sated just watching her from afar. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 00:33:53</strong>
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				Calista flirted for a while with the man, Seth he'd said his name was.&nbsp; They'd shared a number of drink and a few dances.&nbsp; Out on the dance floor there had been barely any space between them at all.&nbsp; Her hips rolled into his as his hands ran along her body, making it clear that the both wanted much more than a dance.&nbsp; Ordinarily she would have felt self conscious about being so open about it but no one else seemed to even notice, most were engaged in far more lascivious things.&nbsp; As they moved Seth leaned down and began kissing along her neck, claiming it as his own, nipping every so often and making her absolutely crazy.&nbsp; Her neck was a particularly sensitive spot.<br><br>He made his way to her lips, kissing lustfully and longingly, letting his tongue slip between her pout and finding her own.&nbsp; She kissed him back, almost gently at first but her desire became more insistent and soon she matched his fiery passion.&nbsp; Her tongue whirled around his skillfully, massaging it and becoming as possessive of it as she was of his lips.&nbsp; Their bodies pressed together, still moving to the beat but barely.&nbsp; His hand slid from its position at her shoulder down to her full breast, making her gasp with surprise into the impassioned kiss.&nbsp; As he began to massage and rub gently she moaned softly through their twined lips, encouraging him to continue.&nbsp; Her silky top enabled him to feel everything in detail and as his hand cupped her curve his thumb began slowly teasing her pert peak.&nbsp; She nipped his lip in return, the touch lighting her on fire after having gone without for so long.&nbsp; Her leg slid up his and her knee brushed against his evident arousal.<br><br>A soft groan escaped his lips and he leaned down to whisper into her ear.&nbsp; "Let's go to a back room ..." he purred.&nbsp; Calista looked up at him with a seductive smile and took his hand, leading him toward where the semi-private rooms were.&nbsp; The blood in her veins was hot, near boiling and she was suddenly very grateful for her friends' choice of venue.&nbsp; As they reached the darkened area though they began realizing that all the rooms, even those that allowed for a public view, were in use.<br><br>"Fuck!" she swore under her breath, feeling frustration build.&nbsp; Seth seemed equally frustrated as his grip on her hand tightened and he seemed to have half a mind to throw her up against the wall and take her in the middle of the club. She was nearly to that point herself but she knew they could have far more fun behind closed doors.&nbsp; Pulling his hand so that he leaned in close to her she whispered into his ear, "My place is only a few blocks from here."&nbsp; He smiled widely, the relief obvious in his face as he began walking toward the exit immediately with Calista in tow.&nbsp; She didn't even remember to send a text message to one of her friends, letting them know that she was going.&nbsp; The only thing that mattered was getting back to her apartment and completely filling both their desires. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 02:27:07</strong>
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				The desire within Mark built and built as he watched his prey and her chosen male grind against one another, obviously wanting to go and commit coitus. If his dead heart was alive, he knew it would be racing with desire and anticipation. Despite his eyes holding on her in their site he could still feel the sexual energies of this place waifing around thicker than fog. It these energies had been visible he was fully confident no one would have been able to see a thing, even the sound of the music would likely have been muffled. <br><br>With the two slowly making their way towards the back, ready to commit the act, Mark continued to stalk undeterred by the throng of humans in his way. After they disappeared inside the back Mark slipped in and found the two of them quite frustrated by the lack of available rooms. Sticking to the darker sections he kept out of her site, not wishing to spook her; he was enjoying the hunt and wished to watch her head to her home, where he would take her away from prying eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 02:52:02</strong>
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				Calista and Seth walked, or rather somewhat stumbled out to the side walk, kissing and touching and giggling.&nbsp; She took his hand and started leading him in the direction of her apartment.&nbsp; The alcohol had begun getting to both of them and they were only aware of each other at this point as they hurried to their destination.&nbsp; After a couple of turns and numerous gropes and playful ass smacks they found her building and practically ran up the stairs to the third floor. <br><br>She reached into her clutch and got her keys out with a smile, her smoldering eyes devouring him.&nbsp; As she turned away to put the key into the lock Seth reached around and slipped his hands under her top, cradling each of her breasts and squeezing gently, not caring if anyone would enter the hall and see what was going on.&nbsp; She moaned as she felt his hands against her bare sensitive skin, stoking her burning desire.&nbsp; His body pulled in close to hers, pressing against her as she turned the key and opened the door to let them both in finally.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 18:52:22</strong>
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				Stalking the woman now that she was feeling the effects of the alcohol was a bit too easy; it almost was distasteful. If she had not been the one he would keep, she would have been in his arms and unconscious from blood loss already. The time was coming close as he slowly walked a distance behind them, letting his sharp eyes keep track of them and his sharp hearing listen in on everything they said. As they approached the apartment he moved in closer so as not to lose them. <br><br>Watching from down the hall, he waited for the two groping and kissing lust bunnies to enter the apartment. Before the door could be closed all the way, he slipped a finger between the door and the frame. He waited for them to move further into her apartment before he infiltrated. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 21:11:11</strong>
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				As soon as the door was closed, or at least they thought it was closed, they began the flurry of removing each others' clothes.&nbsp; Calista's top came off with only a tug, leaving her completely bare from the hips up.&nbsp; Seth immediately tried to swoop in but she pushed him back, tearing open his buttoned shirt and yanking it off so they were on equal terrain.&nbsp; He smiled widely and slid his hands down her shoulders, chest, and stomach to her pants, unbuttoning them quickly making her shiver with anticipation.&nbsp; Simultaneously her hands began unfastening his belt and fly as well, as if they were in some sort of race.&nbsp; <br><br>His hand slipped under her pants, gently rubbing between her thighs and over her thong.&nbsp; She softly sighed at the teasing, feeling her want grow to new heights, and pushed his pants and boxers down over his hips.&nbsp; With a wicked smile she took his arousal in her hand and began stroking slowly, feeling his shaft throb in her grip.&nbsp; Seth closed his eyes and moaned, smiling over her forwardness.&nbsp; He moved to push her pants off but got stopped by her high boots.&nbsp; <br><br>"Damn boots," she muttered with a laugh.&nbsp; Stepping out of his fallen pants and shoes Seth pushed her onto the couch with a grin and swiftly yanked of her boots, pants and thong.&nbsp; Calista giggled as he tossed what was left of her clothes away.&nbsp; She leaned up and pulled him down onto her, kissing him deeply and roughly, unable to wait any longer for satisfaction.&nbsp; His hands parted silky thighs and finally he pressed himself into her tight waiting walls with a deep moan.&nbsp; She gasped, feeling her inner muscles clutch him as his length slowly entered to the hilt.&nbsp; "Mmmmm," she purred as her eyes fluttered shut, which was all the encouragement Seth needed.&nbsp; He began thrusting, grabbing her legs and wrapping them around him so he could go even deeper.&nbsp; Her back arched sharply, hands clutching his strong back as her hips began to roll along with his.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 07:23:45</strong>
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				As he heard the two fumbling their way into his victims room he crept closer and closer, making sure to make no noise. He preferred a silent approach when ready to snatch his prey. Soon the sounds of moaning drifted out of her room and into the hall. Mark listened for awhile, letting the sound arouse him to a degree. The sensual, erotic energy emanating from the room sent his heightened senses reeling for a moment as he adjusted, it had been awhile since he had sex himself. Her scent, mixed with the males, and the scent of sex was strong and clear to feel to his strong smell. <br><br>After a few minutes Mark peered around the corner into the room to see the rear view of the woman fully impaled and being taken by her male companion. Deciding now was the time, Mark moved to the man his stance clearly full of deadly intent. Reaching out he pulled the man out of the woman, by his neck, slamming him onto the floor. His booted foot slammed into the man's chest over and over. The poor guy couldn't do anything as his breath was stolen from him, his body reeling from his arousal and now suddenly being beaten. As Mark wailed on the defenseless Human, he paid no attention to Calista, though his senses remained alert for if she tried to run.<br><br>Kneeling down and biting into the mans neck in one quick moment, Mark ripped at his victims throat, rending it in one stroke; the man then slowly bled to death. Slowly Mark turned to find Calista, his lips and jaw drenched in blood, his black eyes peering down on her. Viewing her naked body fully aroused him, as he simply stood gazing upon her, for the moment.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 08:21:22</strong>
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				Calista was unaware of what was going on for a few moments since her eyes were closed.&nbsp; All she knew was that the pleasure had stopped and her body desperately wanted it back.&nbsp; Her eyes opened to look up and see that Seth was no longer there.&nbsp; She heard him being slammed into the floor before she saw what was happening.&nbsp; She was too shocked to even scream, too shocked to run.&nbsp; All she could do was watch with horror, unable to even blink or look away as Seth was massacred. <br><br>She couldn't, or wouldn't, believe her eyes when she saw the attacker rip out his throat.&nbsp; It had to be a nightmare, a horrible alcohol induced nightmare!&nbsp; When the attacker turned to her, blood drenched and crazed she finally recognized him as the man from the club who had leered at her.&nbsp; His eyes were something far more than human and her heart raced so fast in her chest it felt like it wasn't even beating as she watched blood drip from his chin.&nbsp; She felt certain she was only moments away from death.&nbsp; Feebly she tried to crawl back further on the couch.&nbsp; "What are you," she breathed in a barely audible voice, her eyes wide as she stared at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 22:20:05</strong>
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				Mark's gaze held her eyes to his, almost as if he was entrancing her. As she began to move away, slowly, his hand snatched up her leg quicker than she could comprehend. He pulled her along the couch until her neck came within reach; once again before she could react his grasp rested tightly around her neck, suffocating the life from her. His entire demeanor oozed malevolent intent unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her feelings of doom were not unfounded but Mark did not intend to kill her, yet. She would be his play thing first, she would know no other life but what he wanted her to know. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 22:42:27</strong>
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				Calista gasped as he grabbed her and siphoned off her air with his in humanly strong grip.&nbsp; She'd never experienced such fear in her life.&nbsp; Every bare inch of her trembled, knowing that he held her life completely in his vicious hands.&nbsp; She was too afraid to struggle as she choked for breath, her vision beginning to go blurry and black around the edges.&nbsp; Her body started going limp from lack of oxygen and she thought surely she was seconds away from death.&nbsp; This was not how she wanted to die, not how she wanted to be found, and tears began stinging at her terrified eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>14-12-2009, 23:00:12</strong>
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				Mark's features became impassive as he watched his toy suffocate. Once she had blacked out she would be safe for travel, he did not need her screams for help drawing unwanted attention. Just moments later his prize blacked out and he immediately released his grip allowing her body to draw breath once more. Throwing her limp nude body over his shoulder, he left her apartment and began the journey to his home. He stuck to the shadows, even running across rooftops to avoid being seen, when possible. <br><br>Leaving the city proper he entered in a more affluent district. Nothing overtly wealthy but it clearly indicated high middle class. His home was near the edge, intentionally picked for its far away location. It was quite large, having several rooms for various uses. A large master bed room for his personal use and several bathrooms which he did not really use unless he was feeling kinky. <br><br>Walking inside and slamming the door shut behind, he moved to one of the spare rooms, which was not currently occupied and placed her upon a chair, tying her to it. Once she was firmly tied down, he took a moment to admire his delicious prize. His finger lightly played with her nipple and then folds. His arousal had never gone away and seeing she was still unconscious he left her and went to sate himself upon one of his other victims. Her whimpering, and groaning could be heard throughout the house, even with the door closed. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 00:10:36</strong>
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				When Calista came to her body lurched, startled at her new surroundings and for a moment not remembering what had happened.&nbsp; It came back to her quickly though, ramming her consciousness like a freight train.&nbsp; She could feel that she was restrained tightly to the chair and her body was still too weak to try to fight a way out of it.&nbsp; She recalled in detail how the man, the <em>thing</em>, had killed Seth, brutally and without mercy.&nbsp; She didn't know why she was still alive but if he was letting her live it had to be for an even darker purpose.&nbsp; Calista began to sob and whimper as the sort of torture she would go through began running through her mind and suddenly death seemed a much more pleasant fate.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 01:48:59</strong>
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				Calista began to hear sounds of whimpering, other than her own, and then suddenly a loud scream. Silence enveloped her except for the noise she made, and time passed for how long she could not know. There was no clock in her room to allow the small kindness of seeing time pass before her. Then she heard a door close and footsteps approach her room. In walked her captor, smiling maliciously as he saw her awake now. <strong>Good, your awake.</strong> Immediately his posture became that of a hunter as his eyes darkened over to become solid black. Even though his prey was bound before him, she still was prey. <br><br>Mark moved slowly to her, and sunk down to his knee's as he looked deeply into her eyes. His hand came to her knee and began to rub it gently, his other hand rubbing against the back of her calf. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 02:06:21</strong>
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				The resonating sound of the horrified scream made her panic worsen and all she could do was silently beg to whatever gods or spirits were watching or caring that she just be spared torment and be granted a swift death as she heard the noise of ominous footsteps.&nbsp; He walked in, even more frightening and awe inspiring than her mind had allowed her to recall, his words sending a chill colder than winter's wind through her body and into her veins.&nbsp; His eyes looked upon her, knowing how helpless she was and how he seemed to relish it, becoming the obvious predator he was as he moved closer.<br><br>Her cracking voice whimpered as he came down and looked into her tear clouded eyes.&nbsp; She jumped and shook as he touched her, the feel of his hands like a cold and polished stone against her heated flesh.&nbsp; "What .... what do you want with me?" she whispered almost silently, amazed even as she spoke that she had the nerve to form the words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 02:30:20</strong>
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				Her words only drew a slow, "shushing" from him, as he focused now on her legs, rubbing and caressing them. He slowly began to rub his face over the skin of her thigh as he scented her, becoming more aroused her sensual smell filled him. The length between his legs began aching more yet to be truly sated since it was her it was longing for. <br><br>His lips came to press against her inner thigh, dangerously close to her womanhood and he held them there pressed against her supple flesh, his desire building as the scent of her core began clouding his mind. Finally unable to resist any longer, he sank his teeth within her succulent thigh and drank of her blood. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 03:25:33</strong>
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				Calista tried to quiet the begging gasps and whimpers that seemed to involuntarily escape past her quivering lips, not wanting to anger him or sound like a simpering frightened child.&nbsp; His cool cheek brushed against her silky thigh, making her body long to run as he neared her center.&nbsp; Smooth icy lips claimed her only inches away from her sex and her heart raced as if it knew the peril that his mouth bared.<br><br>She gasped and painfully cried out as his sharp fangs penetrated her skin and he began hungrily drinking her.&nbsp; Without a doubt then she knew what he was - vampire.&nbsp; Though it defied every shred of logic she possessed she knew it to be true.&nbsp; Her extremities felt cold and almost numb, weather from blood loss or panic she did not know, as hot tears streaked down her now pale cheeks, somehow knowing she would never be the same again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:11:41</strong>
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				Though only moments passed it seemed much longer than truly passed as the vampire drank of her sweet coppery blood. The feeling of her hot blood coating his mouth and throat was beyond compare. She was beautiful, exotic, and her blood was no different. After he finished, resisting the strong desire to drain her, he licked the wound and watched it slowly fade away. Moving his blood soaked tongue to her core, he teased her nether lips playfully, staining them lightly red with her own blood. Then his tongue began moving upwards leaving a faint red streak behind; moving back down he licked up the blood, leaving her clean once more, his tongue ending back where it started as he began to tease her clit. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>15-12-2009, 04:53:27</strong>
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				As he licked over the wound she felt it close up and mend over inexplicably.&nbsp; She groaned with resistance as he licked over her still heated center, feeling the slick of her blood still on his tongue, staining her silky petals.&nbsp; Calista tried to squirm back against the chair but her bindings held her firmly in place.&nbsp; Her satisfaction was still unrequited and against her will her body reacted to the caress of his tongue.&nbsp; Her muscles tensed as he began teasing her bud and she bit her lip to stay quiet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 04:29:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her clit was forced to feel pleasure she did not want to feel, pleasure from a creature quite evil and meaning to do terrible things to her. His hands gently caressing her thighs as his tongue lapped at her clit, over and over, endlessly. After many moments he raised himself up and kissed his newest victim, taking her lips against her will. His mind was in the moment as he tasted her flesh, her blood having clouded his mind a bit. The taste was quite intoxicating. Calista could taste her own blood as he kissed her, the still wet blood passing to her lips and making its way into her mouth proper. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 04:38:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt her back wanting to arch in response to his skilled tongue as her entire body began tingling.&nbsp; As much as her body was a prisoner of this dark creature her mind was a prisoner of her body, silently screaming for it to end, trying to keep from enjoying what it was feeling.&nbsp; Her heart pounded as he rose up, nearing her face as his dark eyes stared her down.&nbsp; Calista whimpered as he claimed her lips, not wanting to taste him or the blood that still lingered.&nbsp; Her mouth fought to stay closed but his kiss was forceful and hungry, just like his bite, and her lips could only stave him off for so long.&nbsp; He invaded her mouth with the taste of her own blood, metallic with just a bit of salty sweetness, making her stomach turn.&nbsp; She attempted to pull her face back from him as much as she could.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 19:30:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of Mark's hands wrapped around the back of her skull, pulling her head back into his debauched kiss. After he forced his lips upon her they began slowly trailing down her right arm until the bindings stopped his progress; where hip lips rested he bit in and drank more of her blood but only for a few seconds, licking away the wound. Intentionally avoiding her twin orbs for now, Mark drifted down to her stomach and began running his tongue around her navel in circles, playfully nipping at it between rotations of his tongue. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 19:48:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She cried out softly as she felt his sharp fangs tear into he forearms, his mouth greedily sucking up her blood.&nbsp; But in an instant he took away the pain with a few flicks of his tongue, healing her with ease.&nbsp; Calista held back sobs as he continued to feast upon her with his mouth, savoring her it seemed.&nbsp; Her body continued to respond with sensual twinges as her mind constantly fought back.&nbsp; She gasped every time he nipped her, fearing he would pierce her flesh once more.&nbsp; Her mind began wondering if this was some sort of appetizer for him and the very idea made her shudder.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 22:31:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark enjoyed her smooth luxurious abs and licked at it wantonly over and over. He could feel his hunger rising higher and higher, the samples of her blood only making him desire more of her life essence. Unable to resist, he rose once again finding her neck. His lips and tongue began to tenderize the nape of her neck, readying her for the bite which signified a creature of the night. For many moments he worked over the spot, slowly beginning to nip until finally he sank his teeth in deep and drank deep of her blood. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 22:53:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her tear clouded eyes looked upon him as if begging as he rose up to meet her neck, fearing that this would be the last bite.&nbsp; As if his lips were some sort of magnet or divining instrument she could feel her pulse throbbing through her jugular, calling to him, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.&nbsp; Delightful shivers ran down her spine as he licked and kissed her neck and it mattered not to her body how much danger it was in.&nbsp; The anticipation was maddening and it only served to make her longing body and terrified mind war even further.&nbsp; <br><br>He seemed to break her in gently, nipping the spot a few times before he finally dug in hungrily.&nbsp; She groaned though the pain was somewhat dulled now from the other bites, it was the scare more than anything that got to her.&nbsp; She could feel her life force being siphoned as he drank her in, his tongue rolling over her neck as he feasted.&nbsp; Her head spun, wondering if he would drain her this time, take her for all she was worth and then dispose of her like the carcass of a gutted animal.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 00:47:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark drank and drank, it seemed so long as he drank and as she felt weaker from the loss of blood. Without warning, though, she felt him pull away after licking the wound, still conscious and not feeling like she would die from lack of blood, he stood. His lips were covered in blood, his tongue snaking out to lick away the red nectar from his lips. <br><br>He left the room abruptly and returned minutes later with some food. Mark did not want his prize staying weak, so he fed her to keep her body fueled and so it would create more blood. Feeding her, forcefully if he had to, he gave her all she could eat and then left once more. This time he did not return. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 01:11:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The more he drank the colder her extremities felt, her vision began growing fuzzy and black.&nbsp; Calista was unsure if she was dying or just panicking but she grew weaker by the second.&nbsp; Her breathing was more labored and she felt as if she couldn't take in enough every time she inhaled.&nbsp; The pink of her cheeks and full lips had faded now making her appear somewhat less than living though her heart still beat strong.&nbsp; He relieved her pain as he licked over the puncture wounds but her fragility did not subside.<br><br>Suddenly he left her alone and confused causing his pray to wonder what would become of her.&nbsp; She did not wonder long however as he swiftly returned and began forcing her to eat.&nbsp; Her stomach was still in a knot from the trauma and she did not wish for food but he was going to get it into her whether she liked it or not so she swallowed to keep from choking.&nbsp; When he was satisfied with what she had consumed he disappeared once more leaving her alone, cold, and still not fully conscious.&nbsp; Calista closed her eyes, trying to will her mind to believe it was all just a nightmare.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 20:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mark left his newest prize alone for two days, feeding her three times a day to make sure she recovered her strength but did nothing else to her for now. He had let himself get carried away and had drank to much of her blood; he couldn't risk drinking more unless he wished to turn her immediately afterwards. For the time being he entertained himself on his other female victims, raping and drinking of them. They were not as pretty as his newest and just couldn't fully satisfy him. Now that he had seen her, she was on my mind much of the time; though he still did enjoy the terror in his other girls eyes as he used their bodies. <br><br>The girl in his grip squirmed feebly as she was quite weak and growing weaker as he continued to drain her. Her soft pleading whimpers grew lighter and lighter. Her body was already weak from his hour long sex session, which was still in progress as he thrust inside of her, taking her delicate body closer to collapse. Her breasts heaving slowed and slowed until finally her eyes rolled back into her head and her breasts fell silent, her body going limp. Mark pulled away slowly after he had finished with her body and licked some of her still warm blood off of his lips. Looking down at her fleshly exsanguinated body he picked it up and walked the body to the kitchen and roughly dropped it next to another dead girl.<br><br>Calista's body had been given enough time to heal and she unfortunately was feeling physically better after her first feeding session with Mark. As he walked in and noted her color had returned he smiled and untied her enough to pick her up and carry her to another room. Inside the room was a brunette bounded and gagged. The girl looked up and her body began to shake. Mark laid Calista down gently and untied her fully, then pushed her up against the wall. He then untied the brunette. Standing, he moved to a chair and sat down. <strong>Screw each other.</strong> His voice was not demanding but his lustful stare showed clearly what he wanted to see. For now he sat patiently waiting for the two to begin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2009, 21:11:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				For days he'd just kept her there in the room, bound up, feeding her as if she were some sort of invalid incapable of doing it herself.&nbsp; Every time he entered the room her body trembled fearfully, expecting each breath to be her last, waiting for him to continue his drinking of her until she was drained.&nbsp; But he did not taste her again.&nbsp; The waiting was almost worse than the sharp bite of his fangs.&nbsp; In a way she'd resigned herself to death and now living seemed more agonizing.<br><br>This time when he entered the room he smiled, stopping her heart for a few sickening moments at the beautiful danger of it.&nbsp; Without a word he picked her up as if she weighed nothing and brought her to a new room.&nbsp; She thought for certain that this would be the end, he was taking her to his eating room and surely her life would end with the day.&nbsp; With horrific realization she noticed the brunette, tied up in the same way she had been in the other room and her mind began wondering what atrocities were about to take place.&nbsp; She made no noise, daring not even to breath loudly as he untied her and pushed her against the wall where she stayed obediently, partly frozen in fear.&nbsp; <br><br>He untied the other nude girl and stepped back, sitting at just the right vantage point to take in both of the females.&nbsp; Calista's eyes widened as she heard his command, looking away from his desirous black orbs.&nbsp; Slowly her azure gaze drifted to the chocolate-haired girl, searching for some sort of answer or reassurance from her fellow captive.&nbsp; Her heart was racing.&nbsp; She'd never been with a girl before and this certainly wasn't the scenario she'd picture if she was to imagine such an event.&nbsp; Her mouth felt completely dry suddenly and her ears were hot, part of her mind was panicking.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 02:20:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The brunette, of possible Latin decent continued to cower in the corner of the room, her eyes on her captor. Her body was of comparable beauty to Calista's, large breasts, a full yet still slender body and was quite voluptuous. She was not a bad woman to be forced to have sex with, then again beauty was not what was in either of their minds. This was a vile act they would be forced into but neither moved for fear of him and the act itself. <br><br>Mark continued to wait but as he realized neither would move, he growled and moved to the brunette woman, grabbing her neck and forcing her face right into Calista's supple pussy and held it there until the woman began licking. The woman cried out but her body was limp. When he face reached Calista's pussy she almost gagged in shock but when she realized she had no choice she began slowly, hesitantly, licking at her fellow victims folds. Her hands remained somewhat limp at her sides, only being used to just barely keep herself from just falling fulling into Calista. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>31-12-2009, 03:34:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista gasped as her captor forced the other girl between her legs, the brunette seeming even more shocked.&nbsp; The muscles of her body tensed up as she felt the girl's tongue on her, licking reluctantly at her silky center.&nbsp; Calista whimpered, looking at the vampire beggingly for mercy for them both.&nbsp; She knew though they would get none, he only cared for his own satisfaction.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes shut tightly, trying to picture something else with her minds eye, another place, another time.&nbsp; But the only thing that she saw when her eyelids shut was blood on the floor of her apartment, pooling and coagulating, and the petrified look on Seth's face as he was slaughtered before her.&nbsp; There was no escaping whatever fate this beast had planned for her.&nbsp; Her still unsatisfied body began finding some sort of morbid pleasure in the caresses of the darker girl's tongue though her mind completely rejected it as a tear of frustration trickled down her fair cheek.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 22:18:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The darker woman was indeed reluctant, wanting no part in rape but she complied out of sheer fear of the man who held her captive and had raped her once before after her initial capture. Her tongue slowly slid up and down, fumbling as it did. The woman felt like she would gag, not so much out if disgust for Calista but for the act she played a part in. This feeling caused her to hesitate several times so she could force it down, fearing that if she did gag it would cause her to stop for to long which would draw the wrath of her captor down upon her. Her hands remained rigid at her sides, used only to keep herself aloft and not fully touching the ground. <br><br>Mark watched from his standing position and grew tired of the girls hesitation and kicked her in the ass, giving her incentive to try harder and go faster. This worked as the girl licked faster and got a little more inventive as she began licking Calista's clit. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 22:11:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista looked down at the young woman apologetically and with pity, knowing she too was a victim of the vampire's cruel twisted perversions, but there was nothing either of them could do.&nbsp; He had them completely at his mercy and the curiosity in her mind made her wonder if that was the purpose of the entire display, to prove his imposing and ultimate control over them.&nbsp; She wished if that was the case it would just end, she already knew her life was entirely in his hands and she had no choice but to submit to him, there was no need for anyone else to suffer.<br><br>As he pushed the girl on with a kick, as if she was some form of livestock, the girl's fear took over and she yielded fully to his desires.&nbsp; Calista gasped as the brunette's tongue struck against her ultra-sensitive bud, making her body shudder with twisted delight.&nbsp; Her hands tightly grasped at the air and her toes curled up, back arching sharply against the wall.&nbsp; Her rebellious heart didn't want to give this monster what he wanted but her needy body only responded to sensation.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Xanatos</strong> on <strong>09-03-2010, 00:11:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Brunette did not stop, her eyes occasionally looking to Calista, fear filled and reluctant. Mark watched for many minutes, watching as Calista's body came closer to orgasm but before she could attain it, he ripped the brunette away violently throwing her back, causing her to scream. He lifted Calista up by her throat until she was on her feet and then lifted her up harshly and carried her out of the room, slamming the other door shut, and quickly locking it. He placed Calista back in the chair and tied her up. He then proceeded to leave her once more, and shortly afterward screams from another women ensued. <br><br>What seemed like another day or more passed as Calista heard periods of crying, screaming, and nothing at all. It was all so disorienting and terrifying. Nothing seemed to flow smoothly in her mind as the constant fear of what would happen next kept her mind racing, her face wet with tears. Her body ached for being the same position for so long it did not help either. This all seemed to be part of the torture she was to endure. <br><br>Finally the door to her room opened and before her was her tormentor and a cute young women, who looked no older than 18 standing terrified and naked. She wore a gag and had her hands tied behind her back. Her pretty brown hair was brushed behind her head. It seemed she would be forced into another encounter with a reluctant woman. However, this would not be as he proceeded to untie Calista and march her to an open door. Outside was a forest with no civilization to be seen anywhere. He pushed Calista to the ground, and after untying the young brunette, threw her to the ground as well. With that he abruptly slammed the door shut. <br><br>It didn't make sense, was he freeing them? How could he after all he had done? Despite the confusion the open forest beckoned to them, drew them into its hope of freedom. All they had to do was find someone, anyone to help them. Freedom was theirs to take. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Embrace of Fear and Pain </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cassiopeia</strong> on <strong>11-03-2010, 17:00:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Calista's body was ripped away moments before it could experience any tangible pleasure and it was maddening both physically and mentally.&nbsp; Had her fear not kept her in check she may have lashed out but seeing her dark captor's display of brutality once more that inner fire was swiftly extinguished.&nbsp; She shook as he roughly grabbed her by the throat and drug her back into the room, restraining her before abandoning her to commence with whatever inhuman and despicable acts slew his lustful hunger, evident by the blood curdling screams.<br><br>Her body felt constantly as if it was in a state of utter panic, the near elation only adding to her frayed and almost severed nerves.&nbsp; She trembled in the chair, biting her lip to keep from whimpering or sobbing, whichever was threatening to escape her full lips at the time.&nbsp; She could taste her own blood as her teeth punctured her lips after a time, made easier by her lack of water.&nbsp; Calista made the sickening realization that she was tasting what [he] had tasted, what he sustained himself on.&nbsp; The idea set her gut churning and her head throbbing.&nbsp; Every so often, mentally exhausted from it all, she would nod off only to wake up and discover once more with horror that it wasn't a nightmare at all. <br><br>The reality of her situation was made all too sharply clear as he returned with a different girl this time.&nbsp; Instinctively her body tried to recoil against the restraints, muscles clenching though completely ineffective.&nbsp; She wanted no part in tormenting another, not again, the thought still fresh in her mind along with the burned in memory of the terror in the darker woman's eyes.&nbsp; Her muscles and stomach knotted as he untied her and pushed her out of the room. <br><br>Utter confusion set in as they both we shoved out the door and to the ground, the younger girl now untied.&nbsp; All could not be as it seemed.&nbsp; It was far too easy, too convenient!&nbsp; And both of them had already seen his face ... for him to let them go ...&nbsp; &nbsp;But none of this mattered to Calista as he slammed the door shut, taking away his terrifying gaze that had her almost spellbound.&nbsp; Her wobbly aching legs longed to run into the safety of the forrest, searching for some form of rescue.&nbsp; Pushing herself up off the ground and forcing a steadiness that was not natural at the moment she began running into the thick green shelter.&nbsp; "Run!" she urged the girl.
			</dd>
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