Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)
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				Title: <strong>Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 18:40:06</strong>
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				The abandoned church stood surrounded by waste ground. The stained glass windows were covered by boards, still some plates above the boards were broken. The heavy oak doors were padlocked and chained to keep out the homeless. <br><br>But no normal security would prevent Salome from entering. Slim white fingers tore the chain off easily before she pushed the side door open. Closing it, she let go of the unbuttoned black coat she had stolen from her last victim, revealing an hourglass figure in red satin. She shook out her long, silky black hair and patted it down. Matching high heels echoed across the bare stone floor as she strode to the pulpit and opened the door leading down to an empty chamber that could be used as a bedroom. Her yellow eyes gleamed in the dark and her red lips turned up in a smile.<br><br>"A perfect lair, now it's open to all to enter... The very place to hide," she hissed to herself. "And if he does find me... just to place to lay a trap."
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 19:02:38</strong>
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				Thorn sighed as he checked his hooded jacket ( http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/Thorn14/Thorn/thornsreq01.jpg (http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a29/Thorn14/Thorn/thornsreq01.jpg) mostly, turn the white into dark green) His twin pistols were loaded with blessed bullets, and his collapsable spear in his bag. The victim said the church was the best place to look as he smirked.<br><br>"A church...of course..." He shook his head and remembered his training at the hidden Demon Hunter Academy. <br><br>As he investigated the door, he wondered "Hm...you think it would be locked..." but shrugged as he entered, looking arround as he flicked his flashlight on to look arround, ready to turn it off at a moment's notice and fight.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 19:14:30</strong>
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				Salome (http://www.iberianblackarts.com/yummiestdress.jpg) paused as she climbed down the stairs, and breathed in deeply. He was here already. <br><br>Leaping down the remaining stairs, landing with catlike balance despite the tight skirt and spike heels she wore, she moved to the basement and looked around. This would do... <br><br>Scratching her wrist with a long, dark nail, she ran the droplets of blood around the room in a circle.<br><br>Moving a wooden crate away from the rear wall, she prepared to hide behind it, to draw his boy across the threshold...
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 19:18:08</strong>
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				Thorn felt something was odd. He searched it, feeling the scant scent of demonic presence...in a church no less. Following his instincts he moved arround the churhc, the demonic taint getting stronger with each step. Moving him downstairs. "This is it..." he utters to himself in worry as he pulls out his spear and turns his flashlight off.<br><br>He creeped down the basement as he noticed the circle. "Something is going on..."he muttered as he looked arround. He moved towards the blood circle, curious of who left it, and attempting to discerrn the origin.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 19:21:22</strong>
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				Salome narrowed her eyes as the young man approached. Closer... closer... She glanced around to let him see her, to coax him on to step into the circle. Just one more step...
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>07-03-2009, 19:27:04</strong>
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				Thorn looked at the blood circle. "A summoning circle?" he thought to himself. "Shit...i'm not too late..." he moved his hand to the blood to sniff it "Still fresh though...." He took his foot and moved it to scuff the circle. Whether this counts as stepping in remains to be seen.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 14:37:47</strong>
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				As his hand connected with the blood, it seemed to gleam like a shaft of moonlight caught it perfectly, even though the room was underground. it was warm, sticky, and smelt almost... sweet.<br><br>As he put a foot down, Salome looked further out, and the box she hid behind slid out slightly with an audible scraping sound.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 15:39:20</strong>
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				Thorn knew something was wrong with the blood.<br><br>Blood wasnt sweet, no matter who's it was.<br><br>As the foot goes down and the sound is made, he quickly spins,pointing his spear at the box with a glare. "Show yourself!" He yells out.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 15:43:02</strong>
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				"That is what I'm for." Salome said with a low chuckle as she stood up, pushing the box down to the floor. <br><br>"You like what you see?" she asked with a teasing smile, shifting her shoulders so that her coat slid off at one side. "It can all be yours..."
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 19:00:25</strong>
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				Thorn looked on to see the demoness, a bit surprised by her rashness.<br><br>He smirks as he keeps the spear pointed. "Sorry. Not interested....I'm a demon hunter of the church, no way in hell I'm going to fall for that!"<br><br>He raises his spear and rushes forward "Die demon!" and attempts to stab her into the wall.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 17:11:19</strong>
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				As he crossed the floor, the circle started to hiss slightly, as if the blood was boiling.<br><br>Salome ducked back, forcing him on.<br><br>And then he struck an invisible wall. Fiery light roiled around him, rising from the circle of blood.<br><br>He lost his grip of the spear, and it embedded itself in the wall next to Salome. She looked at it and tutted. <br><br>"Rather new at this game, weren't you?" she chuckled, a mixture of amusement and cold cruelty. "Not that you haven't killed some of my brothers and sisters. And now my blood is on your hands as well as theirs..." <br><br>She reached out, too fast to dodge, and grabbed his wrist, drawing a nail across his palm.<br><br>"And now my blood is in your veins." <br><br>She gave him a cold smile. "You may want to lie down for this, I provided a mat..." She gestured to a rolled-up mat inside the glowing red circle.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>10-03-2009, 23:29:50</strong>
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				Watching the blood splatter made Thorn's eyes widden. Had he fell for her trap?<br><br>It didnt matter for him, he was'nt going to simply lie down and take it (literally!)<br><br>As the spear got stuck and his palm cut, he used his free hand to take the gun in his jacket and pulled it out, hoping to fire at close range!
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 02:58:10</strong>
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				"Tricky," Salome said as she backed away.<br><br>She clenched her hand into a fist, and then opened it - and Thorn felt a spasm of pain run through his hand, the muscles seizing, the fingers uncurling.<br><br>"That will serve you well in future..."<br><br>The pain spread, feeling as if every muscle in his body was moving against each other.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:01:14</strong>
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				Thorn winces as the spell takes effect. "Piece of....dammit demon!" he yells out. As his muscles begin to spasm he decides that he would have to retreat as he tries to get free, now that the grip is loosened.<br><br>"Grrnnn..." He yells out as the spell moves to his legs and he stumbles to the ground, rolling.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:03:31</strong>
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				"I did tell you to lie down... You really will have to learn to follow my advice."<br><br>She smiled nonchalantly as she watched him writhe in pain.<br><br>His sinews seemed to stretch, his skin to tighten... he could even feel his bones clicking and popping, moving inside him.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:07:27</strong>
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				Thorn wincedi n the pain. Having no ide what was happening. He figured his bones were probably going to shoot out of his body soon...But he wouldnt go down without a fight!<br><br>He pulls out a silver dagger out of his jacket despite the pain. And tries to whip it at the demoness. "G..Gnnn!"
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:14:27</strong>
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				"There there... won't be long now..."<br><br>Salome yelped and jumped back as he flung the dagger. It scratched her across the leg, drawing blood.<br><br>"Oww... well, can't blame you. But you will be buying me some new stockings for that," she hissed, sitting and pressing a hand to the cut.<br><br>As she did, Thorn could feel himself becoming numb... all his nerve endings feeling warm an dull as he watched his skin tighten... his body hair stand on end... and start to fall out.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:18:11</strong>
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				Watching the dagger move he grits his teeth with a light smirk. AT least he hurt her...although it probably wasnt much.<br><br>He shuddered as his body went numb "Gah...ah..."
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:40:46</strong>
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				As he fell back, his scalp and backside felt particularly numb... like he'd pulled at his hair just by lying on, and his bottom felt swollen.<br><br>So did his chest... and it seemed to be rubbing against the inside of his shirt.<br><br>All of his clothes felt like they no longer fit him, in fact. Loose in some places, tight in others... loose around the arms and legs, his shoes too big for his feet... tight at the chest and around the hips...<br><br>His stomach seemed to tighten, like he was having a hunger spasm, even as he felt his hips clicking... pulling apart. And between them, his manhood pulled into the gap, shrivelling as if cold... pulling into his body.<br><br>His neck felt the same, his Adam's apple being squeezed inwards...
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:42:54</strong>
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				Thorn couldnt believe what was going on. He winced in pain as the changes occured into his body not sure if his bones were about to burst out or if something worse was going to happen and he would become a gibbering pile of flesh.<br><br>"A...Agh...what are you..nnn...doing.." he utters as the changes begin to become clear, giving clear denial of the situation.<br><br>"Wh..what is...." He stops when he hears the change in his voice, shocked.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:47:22</strong>
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				Speaking seemed to move his vocal cords, making his voice high, thin... girlish?<br><br>Salome smiled as she heard it. "Oh, that's good... the effect is nearly complete. You see, this is what I go through when summoned... sworn to appear in a pleasing form..."<br><br>She looked him over as he lay back, the pain starting to subside. "Very pleasing indeed..."
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 03:55:22</strong>
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				Thorn blinked at the girlish voice that was now his...her voice. "Wh...wha..."<br><br>She continued to lay on the ground in clothes that no longer fit that much as she breathed heavily, bareuly able to concentrate from the change. "What...the fuck...did you do?!" She yells ou, turning over to her stomach and yelling out.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 04:00:19</strong>
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				"You're a smart girl, you can figure it out." Salome smiled wickedly as she called Thorn a 'girl'. <br><br>"I cast the rite to summon a succubus through you. Your life begins again tonight... a life devoted to desire." Her smile was triumphant. <br><br>"From this moment, you are a daughter of pleasure."
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 04:02:52</strong>
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				Thorn gasped out as she looked down and noticed her own body now.<br><br>"Th...You lie! I'm a demon hunter, not a demon!" she screams out, trying to get up and through loose clothing swing at the demoness. <br><br>She certainly didnt feel like one!
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 04:16:20</strong>
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				Salome smirked as Thorn struggled to her feet and tried to swing at her, landing a light tap. <br><br>"Now, now... you're weak, tired... and clearly confused. You are new made, of mortal birth..." She grasped Thorn's wrist tightly. "And unused to a soft, sensitive form like this. A form created for enticing."<br><br>With her other hand, she gently caressed Thorn's neck, light fingers sliding down to the swell of new-formed breasts.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 04:25:47</strong>
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				Thorn watched in horror as the dark green hair framed her eyes for a first time in her life, and at the simple tap. She did feel very weak and tired from the change.<br><br>If what she said was true, it would make sense, a summoning always was tiring. <br><br>She found her face turning warm as she felt the finger, "L...Let go of me!" she screamed out, trying to push her away with the other hand even though she continued to be held.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 17:05:10</strong>
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				"Now now, my pretty, no need to be frightened. I won't hurt you, not now." She stroked Thorn's smooth cheek. "Unless you deserve it, of course," she added with a wicked smile.<br><br>"Now, be a good girl and come along." Taking Thorn's hand, she started to walk out of the summoning circle. The blood was now black ashes.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 21:49:50</strong>
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				Thorn yelps at the change of events, not entirely sure how to respond.<br><br>"No...dammit let go!" She fights to stay still, not following along with her.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 16:45:08</strong>
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				"Now, you don't want to upset me, little girl." Salome tugged harder, and Thorn's shoes slid free of the ground, feeling loose around her now tiny feet.<br><br>"Because I can make this new life a delight, or a torture... but it's your life now, either way."<br><br>She continued to walk, easily pulling Thorn along behind her, up to the stairwell, up into an attic space now made into a large bedroom... <br><br>A doubled bed draped in burgundy satin, large wardrobes and chests of drawers, and a three-panel full-length mirror in one corner.<br><br>She lead Thorn over to the mirror and stood her in front of it. Looking back, mouth open in shock, was a beautiful young woman with a hint of orange in her eyes the only sign she was anything other than human.<br><br>Then Thorn saw her coat being removed and cast aside, and Salome reached around to unbutton her shirt...
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 18:50:19</strong>
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				Why couldnt she move?<br><br>Was Thorn simply in too much shock? And the orange eyes...they were proof.<br><br>"No..." she uttered softly as she did nothing, her mind almost going blank in shock and disbelief, unable to prevent the stripping that was going on.<br><br>"Wh..wh..."
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-03-2009, 20:57:32</strong>
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				In the mirror, she could see Salome smile, then she tendrly kissed her sensitive neck. "Relax," she whispered in Thorn's ear, her breath warm.<br><br>Then she tore off Thorn's shirt, popping buttons, exposing a slender frame with a narrow waist and pert breasts.<br><br>One tug brought the now-oversized and heavy trousers down from her now wide hips and tender buttocks.<br><br>"Step out, there's a girl..." Salome commanded. "The shoes as well. See yourself..."
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 05:06:03</strong>
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				Thorn stared at the slim form in front of her, unable to believe that that was her staring back.<br><br>The kiss made her body feel all warm as her body turned nude, making herself even more red now, She was completely nude.<br><br>And she found that she was very attractive, something she couldnt understand.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 16:06:30</strong>
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				"Yes, you are lovely, aren't you? You've turned out very well. And, ah, she blushes. An innocent succubus... how sweet."<br><br>Salome stepped around her victim, slowly, staying close. "Now... what costume shall the poor girl wear?"
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 21:19:38</strong>
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				She obviously coulnt answer that! Like she knw what the hell. She snapped out of it quickly enough to turn her head sharply and glare.<br><br>"Wh..Why are you doing this?!" she yelped out in panic.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:00:07</strong>
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				"Because you hunted us, because you hated us... because you were young enough for this to work on you. Would you rather I drew out your life and left your body for the rats?"<br><br>Salome's glare softened to a wicked smile, and she ran her fingers through Thorn's hair, then gently caressed her neck.<br><br>"Or would you rather accept my offer of a happy retirement?"
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:15:34</strong>
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				She stood silent at that. "Y...you did..." but she made a good point. She could of easily been killed now.<br><br>She stood silent as she felt goosebumps on her neck.<br><br>"Bu...but why this....?"
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:23:48</strong>
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				"Because of this reaction. The horror, the shame... and the undeniable shiver of pleasure. Soon, my darling daughter, pleasure will be your reason for being." Salome's fingertips traced the curve of Thorn's jaw, and she leaned closer, gazing down at the naked girl, taller even without the high heels she wore.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:26:29</strong>
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				She shivered as she felt the fingertips tracing her. She didntk now what ot do now...she could run and resume her job but...she was a demon now...she would be killed by her peers now.<br><br>"B..But..I'm not like...." she says with alot of hesitation, unable to do anything but stand and do whatever she says for now, as she tries to wrap her head arround her situation.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:32:54</strong>
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				"What aren't you like, my dear?" Salome asked in hushed tones, leaning closer, close enough that Thorn could feel her warm breath on her cheek as she tilted her head up, as if for a kiss.
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				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:37:49</strong>
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				"I..I'm not someone who..g..goes for that sort of thing...I..I'm pure..." she found herself saying, despite the situation at hand. Her head tilted upwards but she did nothing for it or to prevent it, letting herself be manipulated by the demoness in front of her.<br><br>She felt just too weak to do anything else right now, her own legs quivering.
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				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-03-2009, 23:45:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hm... I'm sure I could find a husband for a pretty thing like you," Salome chuckled. "Men have given their souls for a bride like you."<br><br>Her smile widened. "Oh yes... think of it, walking down the aisle swathed in white silk and lace, to become the perfect wife... would you like that? To be free of me, in the arms of your man?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn gasped. That seemed even worse to her! She didnt want to do something like that...she had no interest in a relationship as it was, especially not as the wife!<br><br>She yelped and shook her head. "N...No...I dont want that!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, what <em>shall</em> we do with you... Ah, I know just the thing." The succubus grinned wickedly, kissed Thorn lightly on the lips and let go, turning on a high heel to stride over to a chest of drawers.<br><br>"Of course, in time you will select your own wardrobe... I very much look forward to seeing the first ensemble you choose willingly... but for now, you're my perfect little dress-up doll."<br><br>She returned, holding a small bundle of silky white things - a bra, panties, and hold-ups. "Put these on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:35:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winced and gritted her teeth at that. She could never imagine doing such a thing like that.<br><br>As she felt hte ksis her body felt a bit warmer too as she shuddered.<br><br>Watching her leave she stared at her body for a moment before looking at the clothes, where she meekly admitted "I...I dont know how I would do that..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:46:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ohh, you are just too sweet now." Salome smiled, apparently amused, and took the underwear.<br><br>"Start with your panties... step into them, the right way round... be thankful I'm not putting you in a garter belt this time, or a corset. Then sit down and we can get these on," she added, stroking the hold-ups idly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn eeped and sighed, stepping into the panties, that she could do. But her fingers twitched and shaked heavily in the embaressment of it all.<br><br>"Th..There..." she says as she sits down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 00:57:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Aren't you brave..." Salome smiled, seemingly proudly. "Now, you put these on like socks, only more carefully because they're quite thin... Not the thinnest you could have had, they're not quite sheer... Anyway, point your toe and roll them up..." She crouched to lift Thorn's right leg by the ankle, point her foot, and start to roll the white hold-up on over her smooth leg. "You do the second, then put your bra on."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 03:47:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn shakes her head as she finally gets all the clothing on, shuddering in embaressment all the while, her hands pale.<br><br>"Dammit...wh..why am I letting you do this to me...." she utters softly as she puts her bra on with some difficulty.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:01:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Because you must... very nice, my dear. Comfy?" Salome inspected Thorn, now dressed in simple, soft white underwear, and nodded approvingly. "Now stand up, walk to the mirror... close your eyes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:07:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn gives a loud visable sigh as she stands up and does so. "Fine...." and walks foreward, to the mirrior, closing her eyes. She goes along forn ow. "There..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"So agreeable now..." Thorn could hear high-heeled footsteps clicking closer. "You really would make a good little wife." Salome chuckled, seemingly in Thorn's ear, and then she felt something soft, cool and light being slipped onto her arms, and then buttoned up at the chest. A shirt? A blouse?<br><br>Then something was slipped around her throat... 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:16:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The thing arround her throat made her panic. "I..I'm not...g..gah!" <br><br>She yells out and opens her eyes and tries to pull whatever that went on her throat off. "Grrnn...!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>15-03-2009, 04:21:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In the mirror, she could see she was now wearing a white blouse and a half-knotted school tie.<br><br>Salome frowned disappovingly, eyes gleaming like gold in the dark.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>16-03-2009, 04:35:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn realised she had panicked and sighed as she looked down.<br><br>She turned a bit more red at how harshly she acted and looked at her own outfit and sighed slightly, a bit confused. "A school uniform?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 01:20:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's right! Clever girl." Salome's frown turned into a proud smile. "And now you know, you can put the rest on yourself." She straightened Thorn's tie, then handed her a pleated skirt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 02:52:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sighing Thorn finds herself putting no such a girly outfit and looks at her own reflection.<br><br>In any other scenario this form would of been something ot lust after...but not when it was one's own reflection!<br><br>"There...I'm dressed..." she says with a light grunt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 03:06:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pleated skirt brushed at Thorn's smooth thighs, with a long gap to the knee socks.<br><br>"Stand up straight, girl, don't slouch... I'll have you in a corset and collar if your deportment doesn't improve... and maybe if it does." The succubus smirked at her victim as she helped her into the blazer for a local girl's private school. Tying Thorn's hair into pigtails, Salome finally opened a makeup kit. "One last touch..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:00:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn wasnt sure how long she could take this treatment. As the pigtails go on her hair she shakes her head "No...no pig tails..and definately no make up demon!" she shouts out once again, her patience once again tried.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:14:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Salome snarled. "For that, I <em>should</em> send you to school... teach you some manners... as it is, if you don't want me to do your makeup... you do it." She pressed a tube of pink lipgloss into Thorn's hand. "Now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:19:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gritting her teeth Thorn took the lipgloss and snapped it away. "Fine..." she says, fighting the urge to not find her weapons and blow some holes into the demoness.<br><br>She puts it on with a biginner's luck, it looking decent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>17-03-2009, 04:38:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're a natural... now your eyes." Salome handed Thorn an eyeliner and golden-brown mascara. "Bring out those big, innocent eyes of yours..." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>19-03-2009, 06:59:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn lowers her head and finds herself having trouble doing such an act.<br><br>"Fine...you can do it..." she says in a low, defeated voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>21-03-2009, 01:29:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Salome smiled like a doting mother as she started to skilfully draw and brush over Thorn's eyelids, then slipped a ribbon around her flowing hair and tied it into a soft ponytail.<br><br>"Open your eyes. Look at who and what you are."<br><br>She stepped aside, leaving Thorn alone in front of the triple mirror, gazing at the beautiful schoolgirl she had allowed herself to become.<br><br>"How does it feel?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 06:13:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn grits her teeth as she looks at her own image.<br><br>She found it cute and attractive but she felt an inner rage build in her.<br><br>She gazed at her own form for a moment before saying loley. "What do you want me to say....dammit...."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-03-2009, 18:59:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I want an honest answer. How does it feel to be female, to be beautiful... to be mine, to do with as I please?"<br><br>Salome brushed a finger across Thorn's cheek, resting momentarily on her sensitive lip. <br><br>"Are you ashamed? Are you frightened? Are you even starting to enjoy it?" The succubus gave her victim a sultry smile. "Because you will."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>28-03-2009, 05:55:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Panted as she glared. She felt beautiful and female to be sure...but she wasnt hers.<br><br>"Grnn...I wont be yours...and I wont enjoy it...you demon..." she says in a low growl.<br><br>Although she was very ashamed and frightened.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 19:49:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, but you will, my little princess. You may never lose the shame, but you will not long be able to deny the pleasure of your new life..."<br><br>Salome's hand traced gently down the smooth, sensitive skin of Thorn's slender new throat.<br><br>"The feel of a lover's hand on soft skin... the delights of dressing to excite..." Her other hand ran across the hem of Thorn's hanging skirt.<br><br>"The wish to be taken... to be loved..."<br><br>Her voice was low, soft, almost hypnotic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 19:55:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Despite her face turning more and more red, thorn stood her ground.<br><br>She just stands still, visibly breathing heavily all the while, glaring.<br><br>"Grnnn....."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 20:06:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Still don't believe me? Well then, I shall have to prove it."<br><br>Salome raised a hand, and for a moment everything went black.<br><br>A light breeze slid over Thorn's exposed thighs, brushing at the pleats of her skirt.<br><br>Her vision returned, and she could see sunlight above... bricks up ahead... trees... She was outside.<br><br>Looking around, she was not alone. Girls in their late teens - the same age she was now - walked by, wearing school uniforms just like hers.<br><br>One turned and smiled at her, and she recognised Salome's eyes in the younger face. "Come on... the boys are waiting."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 20:13:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting out a gasp at the wind she found her eyes shutting reflexively until her visioned returned. As she looked out she almost thought it was a bad dream...till she looked down and saw her body. "Grnn..."<br><br>As she looked up she blinked. "Wh..what are you talking about?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 20:31:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You're here until you get a kiss." Salome grinned. "It could take a minute, or forever, but that's the price of leaving this place. You have to get a boy to kiss you." She smirked. "Don't worry, it'll be easy..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 20:35:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn honestly had no way to respond to that.<br><br>"Wh...Wha...?" The new girl asked as she stood in shock, stammering.<br><br>"I...I never even had a kiss normally! You expect me to do THAT?!" She yells out in disbelief.<br><br>She humphs at the obvious response she knows she'll get and grits her teeth. "Fine...I'll just grab someone..." She says with a humph and stomps off to the school, looking arround.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-03-2009, 20:48:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, she's never been kissed..." Salome sighed faux-sweetly. "I really should marry you off, making you a bride could set me up for life..." <br><br>Then she smirked. "But that would be too quick. "I want you to love this, my darling."<br><br>She watched Thorn stomp off, skirt swinging around her thighs, and smiled.<br><br>The girls surrounding Thorn nodded, smiled and responded as if they knew her - the girl she was now - as they moved to meet a group of young men in the blazer's of a nearby boy's prep school.<br><br>They all seemed so sure of themselves, of their class, their good looks...<br><br>Some of the girls moved towards their boyfriends, taking their hands, letting them put their arms around their waists, inviting kisses.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 05:08:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn gritted her teth and closed her fist tightly as she moved towards the group.<br><br>She first wanted to see what the group was exactly like...then see who was arround.<br><br>She wanted to kiss someone...and get on with it...<br><br>She gritted her teeth as she approached and tried her best to smile to the group, listening, and finding who would be the nicest of the bunch.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 05:28:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A number of boys, some alone and some with girlfriends, looked Thorn up and down, admiring her body subtly or openly. Only a few met her eyes, by comparison. One of the latter, a boy standing alone, smiled at her invitingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 05:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Gritting her teeth to herself she moved to the alone boy and smiled lightly. "uhm...hiya..." she states, her face a bit red, much to her chagrin.<br><br>"Nice to uhm...meet you.." she states lightly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:21:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The boy smiled gently, his eyes holding hers, seeming warm and kind.<br><br>"You too. What's your name?"<br><br>"Oh, this is Rose, my little sister," said the girl Salome had become. "Rosie, this is Simon... oh, I see somebody I gotta talk to, back soon." She grinned, patted Thorn on the back, and disappeared into the crowd.<br><br>Beside her, Thorn could see a boy and girl kissing enthusiastically.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:33:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Th..." and soon she is cut off by Salmone, trying her best not to scowl at her.<br><br>&nbsp;She looks away a bit embaressed and laughs nervously. "Sorry...my sister put me up for a dare but...I hope you dont mind..." and quickly pecks a kiss on the lips of the boy, hoping to make it quick.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:35:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Simon smiled, and Thorn felt him return the kiss, making it fuller... his lips felt tender, gentle, as he slid an arm around her waist.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:37:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Letting out a gasp she was surprised by the sudden force the male brought with the kiss.<br><br>Half of her body enjoyed it she found out...<br><br>But she nudged to back away from the kiss, hoping he can stop it as her face becomes even more red.<br><br>"M..mmn!?" She eeped in panic.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled back a little. "Sorry, couldn't resist."<br><br>And then everything went black again, and Thorn found herself back in Salome's boudoir.<br><br>Salome lay on a chaise longue, wearing a black satin robe. She smirked. <br><br>"Good girl. Welcome back."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:50:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn begins to pant as things go black. She didnt want to admit it but her heart was racing like crazy. <br><br>"I thought you tricked me..." She said with venom in her voice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 06:57:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"What, that I would leave you there to live out your days as a pretty little schoolgirl?" She smirked. "Well, I might... But no, I merely wanted to make sure you felt the kiss. And you did, didn't you? Yes... And you want more." <br><br>Her smile became brighter, even seeming kind, as she rose from the settee and approached, hips swaying seductively. "So... what form should your next lesson take, my girl?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:00:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Thorn humphed as the succubus suggested that she liked it.<br><br>She hated it! Didnt she?<br><br>Not wanting to watch her tormenter, no matter how kind or seductive she seemed, she looked away. "Like I would know..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well... let's give you a free hand. Undress, and then we can decide." She smiled warmly, with no hint of a sexual come-on at that moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Thorn14</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:10:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With the no lack of any scary sounds, she sighs, a mix of embaressment and relief on her facial expression.<br><br>"Fine..." and quickly disrobes herself, glad to be out of such an embaressing outfit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Those Who Fight Monsters (Thorn14 and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>08-04-2009, 07:17:38</strong>
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				Salome waited as Thorn took off her uniform, folding and storing it neatly.<br><br>"Now. Close your eyes, walk to the closet and reach in, take something out. What you find, you will wear, and that will show the lesson you're to learn."
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