Delving into depravity (Ty5550 & Allison)
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				Title: <strong>Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 17:46:41</strong>
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				"Just one more." She told herself as she leaned against the closed and battered liquor store to rub her sore and swollen feet. Rachel was, for all manner of speaking, a prostitute. She had, over the last few months in fact, gained quite a bit of notoriety in this new community she found herself in. She wasn't a good seller of her body, but when she did catch a john, she received reviews that were outstanding. Her repeat customer base was more than double most of the other girls on the streets, some knew to ask her by her street name, Trixie, while others didn't bother with silly things like names and did what they could to enjoy one of her signature blows. Curvy little Rachel fancied herself quite the little sexkitten at times.<br><br>This was not one of those times. Her makeup long since smeared, and her hair disheveled, Rachel just wanted a place to stay for the night. She didn't usually offer sex straight up to a john, her slit was hardly ever touched. It was her mouth that did most of the work, but tonight, she needed to eat her pride. It was getting chilly, near freezing and a parkbench just wasn't an option for the next few months. She had seen plenty of questionable things, and done one or two, but breaking into a home, or stealing a car would most likely get her thrown in jail. Not that jail would seem so entirely bad in a few hours when the frost would start to take hold on the ground, freezing the sidewalk and then slowly cover the various auto's parked along side the usually busy street.<br><br>Unceremoniously, she tucked her foot in her fuck-me pumps.. her four inch high red patent leather shoes a customer had bought for her to wear when she was with him.. and tugged on her sweater, mumbling "If they want to see the goods, they're going to have to take me home tonight." A small smile crept over her face. Despite her general hatred for what she did, there were some perks to it as well. Her sexual appetite, such a bother during her virginal years, no longer bothered her. She enjoyed herself just as much as the johns, and she got paid to do it. She didn't always bother to be punctual for them either, cumming when she pleased and how she pleased. Even at the tender age of nineteen, she was becoming a jaded and selfinvolved street hussy. She didn't like to think on how her life would have been if she would have stayed home with her parents, lived the life they had set out for her.. She'd be some prissy little snob, and that just wasn't Rachel's cup of tea.<br><br>Shaking her head to clear the disconcerting thoughts of her past, she hurried along the chilled sidewalk, knowing that the only people stupid enough to be out were those selling their respected wares, and those buying them. The drug business was booming, as always, as car after car stopped for a moment or two, a flash of cash, a small baggie, and business would resume as normal. She envied the drug runners, sometimes, though. They had warm places to sleep and plenty of pot to smoke. She had just recently taken up a small habit, something to numb her to the world, though it wasn't pot. Her johns were on the richer side of the street, snorting cocaine off her body, and having her return the favor by snorting it off their dicks.<br><br>There were no visible johns to speak of though, and she started going towards the panicked side of things. Her body was shaking with a chill, her hands barely able to hold the sweater she wore. She hurried her pace, taking steps that were fast, but careful. In these shoes, one could never be too careful.&nbsp; She headed toward Remmie's.. a little shithole, but they usually would front her the credit to stay the night in one of their nasty little vacants, at least on nights like this. She had a standing room with them, as she preferred to bring the sleazebags and nasty ones here, where nobody would care if she screamed.<br><br>To get to Remmie's though.. she would have to weave her way through four blocks of particularly bad neighborhood, cut through some unlit and disconcerting alleyways, and beg. She scanned once more for a john.. any john at this point, and sighed. Nobody was around. She started weaving her paths, meandering through the long corridors, where it was a miracle to take in one light, let alone two. Unscathed through the first two blocks, she gained a bit more confidence, her hand on the small butterfly knife she lifted from a sleeping homeless man a few days ago. People got crazy in the cold, and she wouldn't take her chances unarmed, nearing midnight. She was almost there, when she heard something just in front of her, a dark shape perhaps moved, and she got jumpy. "W... WHO'S THERE?!" She demanded in her deepest voice. How deep a voice a five foot two, babyfaced hooker could make was up for speculation, but in her mind, she thought she sounded intimidating enough. "Who are you?" She barked, holding the knife before her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>30-12-2010, 21:40:37</strong>
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				It was pretty much like every other night as the moon was high and in the middle of the sky, glowing upon the city below, outlining it and caressing it in such beautiful that betrayed the true nature of the city.&nbsp; The city was in turmoil, even if it was not obvious to everyone, it took a trained eye in order to see this.&nbsp; Drug dealers, thieves, blackmail, prostitutes, the city was just littered with the dirty, the naughty, and outlaws, and the sinners.&nbsp; One reason was perhaps that there was an underground operation going on that the general public did not know about.&nbsp; This entire city was a haven for vampires and was controlled as such as they had a secret society and organization that went bump in the night.&nbsp; They were the social club, the ones with all the power and the money, they pulled the strings of the government and law in this city of sin and blood.&nbsp; It had effected many of the human residents in ways they may not have realized.<br><br>It was true that creatures like vampires, werewolves, and other beings of the supernatural were scarce and practically extent now compared to the dark ages, but they still thrived in the background and in the dark.&nbsp; This city, nicknamed "Crimson City" to the underground markets, was one of the last major strongholds and nests of vampires around for there was still a large enough influence of vampire within the city in order to mold and manipulate it to their own cause and make it their playground which was relatively easy if you had friends in high places and knew where to invest and toss your money.&nbsp; They watched out for their own and took care of one another, needless to say there were mishaps here and there but they were dealt with accordingly.&nbsp; As long as a vampire stayed "civilized" and did not go beyond the boundaries and guidelines in place then there were no problems...otherwise they would be forced to remove and correct said problem to make sure the system stayed up, afloat, secret and working.<br><br>A limo came to a slow halt along the side of an alley as the driver was instructed to.&nbsp; Opening the door and stepping out, a tall, muscular and very masculine man with messy black hair and gleaming red eyes stepped out.&nbsp; His lips curling into a smirk, he had a very toothy grin as he looked about and tapped on the stretch, letting the driver know to wait for him there.&nbsp; This was said to be the worse area, where all the scum lived and it was also open hunting grounds for creatures like this one that now sniffed the air, a vampire.&nbsp; The best way to hunt was to hunt for the lowlifes no one would care about or miss, some sort of drunk or drugged out piece of trash stumbling about the alley ways at nice made the best candidates.<br><br>There was a unique smell in the air though, one of a young woman in her prime, how she smelled of sex and even desperation.&nbsp; Licking his lips, he headed within her direction.&nbsp; It had been a few weeks since Ty helped himself to a woman and just by her scent alone he could tell she was a prostitute.&nbsp; As he got closer, he could hear her blood pumping and heart beating, how he craved to taste her.&nbsp; Disappearing the the shadows of the alley, he approached her, lust gleaming in his eyes as he finally found her.&nbsp; Just like her unique aroma, she was indeed beautiful, but also sexy...to top it off she had gorgeous eyes and red hair, he was just a sucker for red hair.&nbsp; Yes, she would be be the one for him tonight.<br><br>Hearing her call out, Ty stepped out of the shadows, letting the moonlight reveal his form as he stood there in a rather fancy and expensive, black tuxedo.&nbsp; Being a man of money, he often dressed nicely for he liked to look good and show off his wealth.&nbsp; Looking at the knife, he smirked.&nbsp; "There is no need for that my dear, besides it would not do you much good anyways."&nbsp; Chuckling softly he slowly started to walk forward, approaching her step by step as his shoes clacked on the cement.<br><br>The man's eyes were clearing looming over her figure, flowing up and down as he examined and observed her hungrily.&nbsp; "So tell me...what is a pretty little thing like you doing out here at this time a night, all alone, and dressed like that?"&nbsp; He was referring mostly to her shoes since her sweater did a good job of covering up her top.&nbsp; It was pretty obvious she was a hooker though and looking to score some action in order to get some cash in her pockets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>04-01-2011, 15:06:07</strong>
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				Her stance faltered and the hand holding the small knife shook. She was looking for a john, wasn't she? Then.. why was she so terrified of the man standing in front of her. She bit her lip, and carefully folded up the knife, the gleam of it catching her eye. Somehow, his eyes reminded her of that same sharp and dangerous edge. Her heart beating far too fast, her calves aching from her expedited trip, she found herself slipping into old habits. Her pouted lips turned up, the red lipstick she had painted on long since rubbed off on an earlier customer, only a memory of the color remained stained upon her lips. She lifted her skirt a bit, far too short for a conservative business woman, it was something that only a club hopping slut.. or prostitute.. would wear. Her upper thigh held a small bag, which she stuffed the knife back into.. her little bag of tricks and necessities. She had hoped that he would be more focused on her obvious lack of panties, most men were.<br><br>She ventured a step forward, speaking quietly, her voice naturally soft. Her fingers twisted her long red locks, tugging nervously as she spoke to him, "So.. sorry about that, you never know what kind of trouble you find this time of night.. always.. better.. to be prepared." She stammered, that sense of unease still bothering her and yet, she felt a certain pull. His attire spoke of money, his voice seethed with perceived authority, and his stance told her even more about him. The calm way he held himself, she had the feeling that she wasn't exactly the cat of the two, but rather the meek mouse. Brushing the thought aside, she let her fingers drop to her sides, her own stance taking on a learned sexual quality. Her hips pushed forward slightly, her posture straight, her shoulders angled to draw attention to her breasts and her hands slid beneath the sweater. <br><br>In response to his question, she simply grinned and tugged the sweater off, mussing her natural curls and exposing the form beneath. "I was heading to a motel for the night.. seems all the fun has left for the night.. but.." She bent over, her form fitting corset catching some of her breath as her breasts, barely covered by a plaid top were displayed in front of him. She licked her lips before righting herself again, laying the sweater over her arm as she crossed her arms just under her supple breasts, framing them with her creamy arms. "If you were looking for a bit of fun.." She found herself repeating an old line, "You could always offer and see just what will happen. Who knows, you could even enjoy yourself for the night..." She trailed off, letting her words sink in. She liked to think of herself in control, strong and aware of everything. If he turned out to be a freak or worse, she would make sure he knew that her knife wasn't just for show.. and if he was just another john.. well, she was sure he would pay better than most.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>05-01-2011, 19:38:00</strong>
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				His glowing eyes in the dark shifted as the woman before him seemed to try and ease and calm herself.&nbsp; The knife had now disappeared into a pouch on her thigh.&nbsp; His analytical eyes could catch every detail in the dark like no problem, all of his senses were rather keen.&nbsp; Her short skirt was barely enough to cover her up at all as it frilled out over her thighs.&nbsp; Just her slight movements and the lift of her hand to store the knife allowed him to see that she was lacking panties.&nbsp; That certainly allowed for easy access, clearly stating that she was open for business.&nbsp; Her attractive appearance was clearly set to draw the eyes of a man and catch his attention so that he would be hooked and come a calling and paying.<br><br>"Don't worry about it, there is a lot of scum around here, I understand."&nbsp; It would have been so easy to take her, rape her, feed off of her, to just do it by force and leave her bleeding and full of his semen on the ground of the alley.&nbsp; Ty liked to have a bit of fun though, and it would be such a shame to waist a perfectly good opportunity like this or such a fine specimen.&nbsp; His lust filled eyes followed every move of her hands as he examined the curves of her form.&nbsp; Like a true whore she was trying to sell herself with her postures and the movements of her body, she even pulled off her sweater in this chilled night to better display her figure and her ample breasts that were succulency supported by a corset.&nbsp; He was definitely hooked on this beautiful redhead, everything about her seemed so perfect even if she was just a tramp working the streets.&nbsp; He lusted for her blood and body, and all she wanted was some money...something he had more than he could even do with due to his ties.<br><br>"Well, I do like having fun...and lots of it."&nbsp; Slowly he approached her with his hands deep in his pockets.&nbsp; The look on his face never changing as he smirked at her and his glowing eyes were locked onto her form.&nbsp; Circling around her, it was like he was examining her up and down and all around like a piece of meat to be wrapped and taken home with him so he could enjoy a nice meal.&nbsp; Coming up behind her, he nuzzled her hair with his nose and inhaled her scent as if it were a drug and then sighed heavily.&nbsp; "In good conscious I could not just let some cute little redhead like you go alone tonight...and a motel in this neighborhood is no place for such a sexy figure.&nbsp; I would be more than willing to take you home with me tonight."&nbsp; The tone of his voice was a bit playful and sarcastic.<br><br>His his wrapped around her, his left hand disappeared under her skirt as he started to caress and rub her inner thigh, his right hand fit around one of her breasts and he started to massage it with great strength as he groped her and pressed his large, hardening erection into her round ass.&nbsp; "Tell me...what are your usual rates because I would like to make you an offer."&nbsp; His nose nuzzling in her hair floated to her neck as he kissed her white, soft, smooth flesh and groaned.&nbsp; Ty wanted to sink his teeth and cock into her right then and there, while she may have went for the cock...his teeth would have been a whole other story.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>09-01-2011, 06:06:39</strong>
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				She felt his bulge press hard into her ass, and she rolled her hips against it absently. She felt the slight tug of his breath against her hair, taking in her scent and the teasing hand on her thigh told her more than the words he said that she had hooked him. She noticed how he looked at her, hungry and wanting, and now it was time to drop the dealbreaker, her price. If he didn't like it, she may very well drop the price, as she was intrigued by how he held himself, his demeanor and upfront nature. She gasped quietly before she spoke, "Two hundred for a whole night.. and.." She paused as she felt her own body reacting to him, the bulge and her own rocking of her hips turning her on more than she had expected. She may not have offered herself in this way often, but she would for him, "That includes any kinky thing you may want to do.." <br><br>She felt her cheeks flush as she said it. She was normally a fellatio oriented girl, but something in him egged her on, begged for her to offer everything she had, and more. There was a certain magnetism in those gleaming eyes, though she didn't note the lack of light, or that the moon was almost entirely covered and there was no way for his eyes to hold that kind of gleam and be natural. Her chest leaned forward into his hand, her breathing getting a bit labored as he worked his fingers into her barely covered flesh, squeezing and massaging, her nipples, unhindered by a bra, pushed forward blatantly against the fabric.<br><br>Her moan suppressed by sheer will, though she could not will her legs to stay where they were, and her height dropped ever so slightly as she leaned into him more, her thighs parting more to expose herself, and give him better access to her thigh. Her head, hair mussing against his chest, lulled a bit, and she fought to keep her eyes open against his attentions. She found him impossible to resist as she made the offer more tempting, "If you're wanting to make a deal though.. I may be open to suggestions.." Her flushed cheeks became less so as she let her hands slide behind her, one dropping to the bulge to rub against it, teasing her fingers against the flesh that lay beneath, while the other wrapped around half his waist, settling near the small of his back and holding him loosely in place.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 02:00:06</strong>
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				"Two hundred...I think you are selling yourself a bit short.&nbsp; A young, sexy body, beautiful, red flowing hair...you could press for more and milk a little more cash out of your clients."&nbsp; Of course he was just being a bit flirtatious at the moment, but then again he was a business man.&nbsp; Two hundred dollars was like pocket change to a man in his position.&nbsp; It was easy to get rich in a city so corrupted when one got their hands in the underground world and invested in the illegal and behind the scenes actions.&nbsp; Ty definitely had his connections so two hundred would be no problem.&nbsp; She was certainly selling herself quite well with the way she was working his body for him and against him.&nbsp; His blood lust already had him on the edge for her, but now she was arousing him in a way that was starting to shove him off the edge of that cliff.<br><br>As she leaned against him he smirked and groaned softly while she reached back and started to rub his massive erection.&nbsp; "Anything I want..."&nbsp; He nibbled on her ear playfully while he teased her with his whispers and hot breath.&nbsp; His lips fell upon her neck as he started to kiss and lick her warm, soft and smooth flesh.&nbsp; Moving down to her collar and closer to her shoulder, his lips fit over her skin as he started to suck with aggressive passion and hunger, doing all he could to resist sinking his teeth in her right then and there.&nbsp; That would most likely be a deal breaker if he started sucking on her blood without settling anything.<br><br>Ty's hand drifted up her thigh as she spread then and his fingers found the folds of her slit and he started to rub and stroke her pussy, swirling his fingers around her sensitive sex that seemed to be growing hot and moist.&nbsp; He could smell it in her aroma, she was becoming heavily aroused just like him and her body was starting to prepare for sexual relations.&nbsp; "Here's my offer...come with me now, I have a limo just around the corner that can take us back to my place.&nbsp; Stay with me for the night...I have my way with you, do what I please, and in the morning I will give you two hundred dollars for every time you cause me to cum."&nbsp; Pressing his the hard bulge in his slacks against her hand, he slipped his fingers along her clit before penetrating her slick walls with his middle finger and pressed inside her, "sound good?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>28-01-2011, 20:19:56</strong>
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				She could hardly resist the offer... he was everything she had expected and a bit more even. He was basically throwing money at her, when only a few moments ago she had resigned herself to staying at a motel that didn't even have a star rating.. let alone the five he was offering her. A limo ride, a night of pleasures and warmth, and the company of an exquisitely handsome man. She threw her initial fears out the door, and gave a slight nod of her head, her gasp with his teasing fingers made her affirmation closer to a squeak. <br><br>Her sex had most definitely responded to his attention, her clit throbbing and exposed as his fingers moved from it to her slit. The single digit that slid inside somehow chilling, and yet the way he teased with that one finger spoke volumes of how well he knew a woman's body. She writhed a bit with his touch, her crimson hair mussing against his suit, and her body leaning harder against him. It was all she could do to keep herself upright. She didn't want him to feel sold short though, and she focused her attention on his body, namely his manhood. How the large bulge teased against her hand, pressing hard against his slacks. <br><br>She glided her fingers along that bulge, trying to find her voice as her eyes fluttered open and closed, her breasts, framed so eloquently by the corset heaved, her nipples long past simply being hard, they were throbbing to be tended to and pushed hard against the flimsy top she wore beneath the corset. Even raised in height by her heels, she was tiny in comparison to him, and she felt her voice shaking as she spoke. "I.. ii... supp.. ppose th.. that would... be more than.. fair." She began to pump her hand against his manhood through the thin but sturdy fabric. Her legs shook a bit, and she knew she needed to see just how far he would take her tonight.. she was sure she could get him to cum while she got lost in those gleaming eyes, but she was more certain of the fact that she would get hers.. maybe multiple times.. at his hand. It almost didn't seem right to charge him.. but then again, she could always use the money. "Lead... the way." Were the last words she managed as her head turned on his chest, and her own hazel hues, currently closer to emerald in their color as she shuddered with lust. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>06-03-2011, 00:19:13</strong>
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				The vampire grinned down at her, baring his teeth.&nbsp; She was practically melting right into him, he had her hooked with the way he was touching her and he knew there was no way she would turn down all the money he was offering her.&nbsp; She had the chance to earn a very large amount after all, all she had to do was do whatever he pleased and make him cum.&nbsp; That was the thing though, she had no idea exactly what he had in mind or the fact that he planned to take it beyond just the normal sexual favors.&nbsp; The only problem was that if he did use her for a little snack in order to satisfy his blood lust, then he would have to do something in order to make sure she would not reveal his secret to the public.&nbsp; The underground vampire society would not be very happy with him for it would cause some problems and complications before they removed the source.&nbsp; So if complications did rise it meant that it could lead to her death and some problems for him and his business.<br><br>Ty groaned softly, it would be such a waste to kill such a beautiful and skilled woman.&nbsp; His hips moved in a rhythm as her fingers stroked and rubbed the massive erection that was running down the leg of his pants.&nbsp; He would do only what was necessary though which meant he would offer even more money if he had to when it came to drinking her blood and keeping her quiet.&nbsp; All he knew was that tonight, he was going to release his pent of sexual tension and satisfy his lust both for a female body and blood.<br><br>He slipped his finger out of her hot and soaking wet pussy and placed it on her round bottom as he groped her cheek and started to pressed her forward.&nbsp; "This way."&nbsp; He stated as he guided her with his hand on her ass through the alley and to the street, right around the corner to the limo.&nbsp; His driver was right there waiting and gave a quick nod, keeping his eyes down as he opened the door for them.&nbsp; Ty got in first and then grabbed the red haired woman with his strong arms and pulled her right into his lap and the driver closed the door behind them and ran around to get in the seat and start the limo.<br><br>Inside the back of the limo, the entire back seat was like a large, comfortable couch.&nbsp; Before them was a screen that had several controls but was turned off for the time being.&nbsp; There was a couple of bottles of alcohol in a little tub of ice as well.&nbsp; It was rather roomy as well.&nbsp; His eyes locked right onto the redhead in his lap, "so...got a name?&nbsp; You may call me Lord Ty or Master Ty."&nbsp; Being that he was one in a position of power and wealth, he often had those that worked for him or that he paid refer to him with such titles.&nbsp; Since she basically was one of those people as he would be paying her for sexual duties, then he would like her to use the same titles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>12-03-2011, 05:44:41</strong>
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				Her body seemed to move in perfect step with his as he guided her effortlessly toward his limo. She had one thing to say for him, he knew what he wanted, how he wanted it. Mostly caught up in her own delusions of what she would do with so much money. It honestly baffled her, she'd never had more than she needed since she hit the streets, and yet this man was literally throwing money at her. Rachel's eyes widened in shock as she saw the limo.. it was bigger than she pictured, though really, how many men actually have a limo on call? <br><br>She giggled happily as he pulled her onto his lap, her skirt hiking further still as she slid on his pants, which probably cost more than she'd ever made in her lifetime. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she gave the driver a naughty wink as he closed the door before turning her attentions to him fully. His eyes were absolutely striking, something about them just drew her in, and she found it hard not to look at them, though the bulge that pressed against her now exposed arse helped. She looked about the well equipped backseat and it had more amenities than most hotels she'd seen.<br><br>In response to his question, she let out a soft laugh, "I go by many names.. Master Ty." She bit her lip and grinned as she said it. It had something of a ring to it, and she liked it. "But.. you can call me Rachel if you'd like." She ran her hand along his chest, playing with the immaculate trim, letting her fingers explore him a bit, running along his impossibly firm body. She let out a happy sigh as she felt him.. just touching him felt deviantly divine. "I should ask, Master Ty.. what is it that you like to do the most.. what.. would make you cum over and over and over again?" She asked, though only half heartedly. She was enthralled with him, and knew she would give herself freely to him even if he hadn't a dime to his name. That he did have plenty most certainly helped her wandering mind, thinking of silly things like her own apartment, regular food, good clothes. Her hips wiggled gently against him, "Or.. should I try everthing and see what really gets you going?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dray</strong> on <strong>14-03-2011, 16:26:29</strong>
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				He was glad to see she was enjoying herself, it would only make things easier and much smoother as the night went on and she started to realize he was not exactly your ordinary human...or human at all.&nbsp; Ty just smirked at her as she looked around his limo, obviously this was a scene she was not familiar with and it was no wonder if she was hitting up clients for around two hundred dollars, he was probably one of the few, if not the only heavy roller she had been with.&nbsp; Though of course this town was basically run by Vampires since they had all their hands in the local government and businesses so they could keep their little underground operations and organizations secret.<br><br>Ty's eyes gleamed as he stared into her own when she responded to him as master, he loved the way it rolled off her tongue and escaped her lips, she had such an enticing tone of voice.&nbsp; With her one arm still around his neck, he could feel her other one starting to roam over his body, smoothing out his suit as she felt his firm and muscular chest.&nbsp; He kept his strong arms around her waste and shifted her slightly, pressing her firmly against the large and hard bulge in his slacks.&nbsp; "Well Rachel...I like a wide variety of things."&nbsp; Rolling and rocking his hips slowly, he started to grind her plump bottom on his erection eagerly.&nbsp; "We will get to explore tonight and have an adventure.&nbsp; You will get plenty of chances to earn your money."<br><br>Reaching up with one of his hands, he tugged on her torso and pulled down her corset.&nbsp; With a quick jerk and rip, he tore it free from her chest and freed her ample breasts.&nbsp; The quick and forceful movement made her fleshy mounds burst free and his eyes watched as they jiggled and swayed to rest in their natural, perky positions on her chest.&nbsp; Ty chuckled with amusement.&nbsp; "Don't worry about getting too rough or dirty.&nbsp; You can always take a bath later and I have several wardrobes of clothing you can surf through."&nbsp; He leaned into her chest, practically burying his face into her large tits as he started to leave a wet trail of kisses and licks.&nbsp; Groping and squeezing her bottom tightly with his powerful hands, he let his fingers sink in to mold her flesh as his mouth hungrily feasts on her cleavage.&nbsp; The vampire started to skillfully lap and lick her breasts, his strong tongue lifting them slightly and rolling them across her chest as he coated her with his watering saliva.&nbsp; Lips fitting around her nipple, he started to suckle with great passion and hunger as if trying to feed on milk that never came.&nbsp; The tip of his tongue swirled around the nub of her nipple of flickered upon it, leaving a strand of his thick saliva as he moved to her other breast and repeated, making sure each got their equal treatment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Delving into depravity (Ty5550 &amp; Allison)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Allison</strong> on <strong>17-03-2011, 20:50:12</strong>
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				She was finding herself nearly lost as he took the initiative more than she did. Her hips began to rock to meet his own motions, and her eyes fluttered helplessly as he spoke. She was at his whim, and as he first tugged at her corset, then completely ripped it free, she gasped. She positioned herself a bit better, her thigh sliding across his lap so that she was straddling him better. Her moans were met with the soft sounds of his suckling against her pert and ample breasts. The round landscape shimmered with his saliva and her heart seemed to be beating faster than it had in years. She wasn't just turned on by him, she was absolutely enthralled. Every move was met with a counter move, ever touch sent shivers down her spine. She ran her fingers through his hair as her hips continued to roll against his lap, her skirt hiked up and her body exposed, both top and bottom. <br><br>She writhed helplessly beneath his touch, her nails trailing along his back, tugging hard over the delicately woven material that comprised his suit. She wouldn't have cared in this moment if he didn't pay her.. what she needed he had, and her hips ground hard against it. Finally forcing her body back away from him, pulling her breast from his mouth with a soft pop, she leaned her lips down and met his with her own. She kissed feverishly, one hand on the back of his head as the other tugged at his belt. Her breasts pressed firmly against his chest as she finally caugh her breath, "Let me suck your fat.. delicious cock, Master..." She seethed before kissing hard against him again. He had been teasing her for what felt like forever, and she needed to feel him, to learn his body, to touch every inch, to feel her mouth stretch about his cock. It was more than simple want at this point, her body simply needed it to calm, and her pussy lips, wet with want, were soaking his pants as she ground along his imprisoned member. <br><br>She finally freed him of his belt, her tongue sliding along his lips, and over his teeth, seeking entry to touch against his. Her body hot, her blood flowing at an incredible pace, she begged, "Please.. Master Ty.. may I suck your cock?" Her eyes gleamed with anticipation, her body near rigid, her nipples and clit throbbing. She looked to him and waited for his permission.
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