~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}
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				Title: <strong>~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 06:16:47</strong>
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				Men. The vice of her fall. Sex. Looking back to it, it was a stupid mistake. Love. Lust. Falling in love with a human male. A few nights of crazy sex. Insane mindless lust. And the human whom she had given up everything for? Married a mortal woman a few years later. Married, had kids, did the things humans did. To him, Livana was merely another conquest. A woman who had foolishly been seduced and bedded by him. Ever since she had debated with herself if it was worth the brief encounter. At the time it had been.<br><br>The day he walked away, there had been nothing but a hole inside of her. Sex with other humans had done nothing to ease it. Sex with other angels did nothing for her. Momentarily satisfying but still left her empty. Even sex with a few stray demons had done nothing. One fallen angel whom she had met believed that the emptiness could never be filled. Every fallen had a reason. All of them ended up with this hole that could never be filled again.<br><br>One fallen angel whom she had met believed that the emptiness could never be filled. The fall was an exchange. In her case the love of god for the love of a mortal. Love of god was something not easily replaced. Because of the price she paid, the mortal could, but no one else. By theory when that mortal left her, he took that love with him. She could look for eternity and never find real satisfaction again.<br><br>That did not stop her curiosity. Tonight she searched for one more. One more attempt to fill that void. The sound of music was fading behind her as she headed for the door. Passing by the bouncers. There were a few catcalls. Men too drunk to know what was good for them. 3 am and closing time. Tonight Livana was leaving alone. There was not a man in that club worth looking at twice. <br><br>Outside she was glad for fresh air. Heels clicking on the sidewalk as she started the walk across town. It was 15 blocks, but that was nothing to her. The boots she wore were black leather, nearly to her knees. The dress she wore was a deep shade of blue. Strapless, it clung to her body and barely touched mid thigh. Her breasts were small, angel genetics. She had the choice of human surgery but she never saw anything wrong with her lithe shape. <br><br>Barely making it two block before she became aware that she was being followed. Normally she would have ducked into an alley and spread her wings. That would not work this time. She knew what was behind her was not human. Although she could not be certain if he was demon or fallen. <br><br>(http://thumbnails6.imagebam.com/1749/1c9d9e17485195.gif) (http://www.imagebam.com/image/1c9d9e17485195/) <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 09:58:43</strong>
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				Lucifer's fall had been hard, far harder than for any fallen that came after him, his sin was his knowledge and his desire to spread it to all God's creations. Like the others he felt as if something was missing, would always be missing, so he turned to a life of vice and sin and wanted everybody else to feel as bad as he did. He didn't stop with humans, he went after angles and even God's own son in his quest to either fill his void or give everybody else a share of his pain. This night is like any other, a business meeting with a major company early, a lunch with clients, another meeting, and then to a seedy bar just ripe with sin.<br><br>It is in just such a bar that he spots her, another fallen perfect in form and mind like any other, yet as them all carrying that lonely burden. To him Lucifer sees them as his children, many having fallen because of his teachings or his direct contact, he often helps them when they are at their lowest in exchange for something later, a favor her and a whisper planted there. Even his love corrupts and the greater the love the worse the effects.<br><br>As she is hailed with lewd stares and whistling catcalls he sits in his finely tailored suit and sips his drink from his corner booth, invisible even to another immortal. He watches with interest as she endures countless pick-up attempts, groping hands, and even an attempt to drug her. Her manner of dress clearly designed to attract perverts and her clashing refusal of each man leads him to wonder at her hole, her fatal flaw and when she leaves after last call he tips the bartender and fades into the night after her.<br><br>Following her he admires each curve of God's handy work and the clothing that shows it off. Evidently he watches too closely as she looks back and he knows that he's been found out. The devil knows she could have run and he wouldn't have chased her far, the effort and his own fickle nature would ensure that, but when she doesn't he is interested and he strokes his well trimmed black goatee with a manicured long fingered hand adorned with a nice plain silver band.<br><br>Getting nice and close he asks, voice as silk and cool as ice, "So, what's eating you tonight my child?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 22:10:12</strong>
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				Livana was aware of his approach. As he got closer she realized he was not demon. Demons had a different feel. There was no way for her to know who exactly he was, but she knew he was old, almost ancient. She could not say how she knew, she simply did, she always had. It amused her that she would catch his attention. From time to time she had bedded an angel older than herself. More experienced in bed but that had never been enough to satisfy either of them.<br><br>When he came closer, her pace slowed. No reason to try to run in these heels. Turning on her heels so she could face him. Eyes scanning over him. Appealing. <br><br>"I did not find a playtoy tonight..." Lips pouting ever so slightly as she looked up at him. Not intentional seduction, she was simply answering her question. Raising a questioning eyebrow. "I am guessing your night was not much better..."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 23:05:05</strong>
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				"My night was good, the sin in that club was so thick and those men that came after you... If you could read their thoughts as I can," says Lucifer as he steps around her and inspects his catch as an art critic might inspect a statue.<br><br>Even as he inspects he can feel her eyes looking back and her surface emotion seems pleased by some aspect of this. Her slight pout shows the frustration at her lack of a human to try and satisfy that hole in her, that missing thing that she can never again have back. That is unless he fills it with his new dark purpose.<br><br>Speaking again he says, "Care to be a toy, even if just for a night. See the other side of the mirror with me as your white rabbit?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 02:00:10</strong>
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				It was strange she had not felt him sooner. Then again with a hundred humans packed in the space maybe it should not have been a surprise. It pleased her to know that she had caught his attention. More amused that she had unknowingly offered him some entertainment. <br><br>As he started to move around her, she obliges and goes perfectly still for his inspection. Amused by the attention. Human opinion meant little. After all they had such a short life span. What did they know of beauty and structure? Meeting the approval of some one several thousand years old was something to be considered. <br><br>For a moment Livana's smile merely widened. Slowly biting her bottom lip as if considering. There was nothing to consider, she would not say no. He should have known that as much as she had known he would ask. <br><br>"So you think you can play my puppet master?" Giving him a coy smile, she turned to walk down the sidewalk in the direction she had been headed. "I think you will do... I am Livana...."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 07:31:13</strong>
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				The look on her face answers his question before her lips can and Lucifer smiles as she allows him his inspection. Her words only further egg him on and he stops in front of her now and givers her a grin that says he's thinking about something. He hears her name and&nbsp; laughs a little as she turns and starts to walk the way she was going.<br><br>"I am thee puppet master," he answers his voice still just as smooth as ever, "Some call me Lucifer."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 08:11:12</strong>
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				His name did not stop her in her tracks, but her feet did move, ankles twisting so she could walk backwards. Eyes on him. For a moment she says nothing. Eyes scanning him over again. Mouth twisting slightly in curiousity. The look on her face clearly thinking. Livana had never known a fallen to lie about their name or identity. It was not that they could not lie, she had simply never known it to be done. <br><br>That changed things. Not much but some. The first fallen were always more unpredicatable. Most fell for a specific reason. Pride, lust, ego, jealousy, wrath, ect. Dozens of reasons but each usaully had one flavor. In the case of her fall sex, lust, and love were the only things that dimmed the emptiness inside of her. The few first fallen she had met were not so simple. Livana could not imagine things were any simpler for the one responsible for the first.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think I should be flattered to have you as my puppet master...." The coy smile returning to her lips as she continued pacing backwards. "My place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 17:26:56</strong>
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				The angel, Livana, turns at the mention of his name and starts to walk backwards so her eyes can remain on him. Her eyes once again inspect him, but this time her face shows a being thinking about something and he knows that she's wondering if he's telling the truth. After a short while her face returns to normal, the female angel before him having likely figured that no fallen would dare lie about that.<br><br>When his toy for the night speaks and says the she thinks she should be flattered, a smile forming as she speaks, and then asking 'My Place', Lucifer responds by following her in her backwards walk and asking, "Do you have toys at home? A rope or some handcuffs, maybe a whip and some clothespins?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 19:03:22</strong>
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				Amused, Livana stopped walking. Eye brow raised ever so slightly. Mind wondering what he had in mind. Feeling the first wave of anctipation. Starting to really think that this night might actully turn out entertianing. <br><br>"Ummm Kinky.... I have some toys: rope handcuffs, a whip... no clothespins..." Giving a slight shrug. "Your place?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>26-07-2009, 21:53:20</strong>
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				As she stops walking and raises a questioning eyebrow the devil grins he can feel her mind working, anticipating the event. Her words make him smile more and the old goat simply walks to her. Inspecting her once more as he thinks he finally says, "I think we can make it work at your place, after all I invented kinky sex and I can improvise very well."
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				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 01:49:35</strong>
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				It intrigued her to watch him pace closer. Livana could not help but feel like she was a puppet and he was playing her well. That image amused her even more. Head titling slightly. She could not help but wonder what he was looking for in her, maybe more so wondering if he found it. <br><br>"ummm... are you sure?" Tone teasing. <br><br>Starting to head back down the sidewalk. Leading him the several blocks to her house. It was small but she did not spend much time in it either. Unlocking the door, and ushering him inside. A set of white light switches on the wall turned on the dim living room lights. Leading him toward the bedroom in the back of the house. Absently she opened a dresser drawer as she passed. It held all of her toys.&nbsp; A number of whips, a couple of pair of handcuffs, a few vibrators and assorted minor toys. <br><br>Sitting down on her bed, starting to unlace the knee length boots. Eyes shifting up to watch him. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 02:36:28</strong>
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				They reach her house, small and spartan but clean and fitting for a creature who hardly has need to a home. Livana leads the devil to her bedroom and quickly opens her drawer and soon a collection of toys is laid out for him to examine. She has some whips, a few pairs of handcuffs, a small selection of vibrators, standard fair. He can see that he'll have to use them well for his fun and almost regrets not having headed to one of his many homes where the selection would be greater.<br><br>His thoughts are interrupted as she sits on the bed and starts to unlace her knee boots, her eyes looking at him as she does so, slightly disappointed Lucifer says, "I didn't ask you to do that just yet my dear, a submissive puppet should wait for her orders before acting. Now, stand with your hands above your head against the wall and spread your legs, your lessons are about to begin."
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 06:56:13</strong>
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				Pausing at his words. Smile widening. <br><br>"Puppet is only submissive as the control her master exerts on the string...."<br><br>Still, Livana stood up. Moving slowly, a little extra swing in her hips as she moved to the wall. Again slowly raising her arms above her head as he had directed. Spreading her legs a little past shoulder length apart. Breathing a little faster in anticipation. Waiting for the promised lessons.
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				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 07:42:46</strong>
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				"I shall need to whip such words from your mouth I see. Now, be a good puppet and thank me for using you so I want to hear thank you master after each lash," says Lucifer as he watches Livana move, with a swagger as she places her hands on the wall. <br><br>Once she is in position he selects the lone single tailed whip from the meager selection and turns to where his puppet is standing against the wall. Raising it up he lashes her right in between the shoulders with a near perfect form. Even through the fabric he knows that should leave a nice welt. Raising again he lands another only a little lower and another lower until her reaches the small of her back with the tenth stroke. Smiling he can see small purple blotches through her thin dress.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 05:49:25</strong>
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				A soft noise of pain escaped between clenched teeth as the whip came down on her back. By the third strike, she spread her legs comfortably wider and rested her head against the wall. It had been a long time since she felt a well handled whip against her body. Long enough that she actually she had forgotten what it was like. <br><br>Breathing hard and fast. Back feeling heated and tender after only a few strokes. Livana lost count after three. When there was as light pause she took shuddering breath. Shifting slightly, letting the material rub agaisnt the rising welts. <br><br>"...ttthank you... master..." Offering the first thank you that he had demanded. Not because she was trying to be particularly stubborn but as she had said at the beginning, she liked to have her submission earned. Even when dealing with Lucifer.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 00:13:30</strong>
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				The noise of pain she makes as the first stroke lands sends a slight shiver of anticipation down the devil's spine. Her lack of thanks for his attention make him feel them even more as he knows she will be strong for him. As he whips her Livana's legs spread and she rests against the wall her breathing growing sharper and cries intensifying with each lash. As it ends she thanks him and he knows that the game will be an interesting one today.<br><br>"How many lashes was that puppet?" Asks the devil with a smirk as he brushes his hand up the line of welts while she holds her position.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 00:38:29</strong>
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				It took Livana a moment to form an answer. Breathing past the pain. Trying to pull her body back together. Lifting her head, she rested it against her left arm. Not looking at him but her face was off the wall. A shiver went up her spine as his hand moved over her back. A soft moan escaped her lips. <br><br>"Three? Four?" Livana knew it was more than that, she just had no idea how many. <br><br>Shifting slightly. Trying not to move too much. Merely trying to get her feet a little firmer beneath her. Livana was fairly sure he was not done. 
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				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 23:44:10</strong>
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				The time between question and answer has Lucifer enjoying himself and the answer asking him if it was three or four makes him chuckle softly and say, "Three or four, not even close. I'm going to give you the same number again, but this time I want you to count them for me. I want to hear you cry out 'One Master... Two Master...' as the lash falls."<br><br>Stepping back again he can see that Livana is trying not to move and hurt her welted back with the touch of fabric so he takes aim at the first welt and snaps the whip into it. Then he moves down the line of welts landing his blows exactly on them, his aim well practiced over his many years. Once he reaches ten he lets up, not breaking his word that he would only give her the same number of lashes as before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>01-08-2009, 08:24:27</strong>
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				Livana cried out as the whip struck her back. Forehead resting against the wall again, slightly titled to one side. She managed to form the word "one". Forcing herself to count. Forcing her mind to remain active on the moment. She continued to cry out but it was too much work to form the rest of the numbers aloud. <br><br>"... fffive... maaa...." Unable to completely finish the word. Not sure if she could not form the word, if she refused to form the word, or if he struck her for the sixth time before.<br><br>"ttt... ttten....&nbsp; master...." When she did not feel another strike, she started to try to pull her mind and body back together. Easier said than done. Relatively few strikes but the strength and skill he exhibited. "Ten... that was ten..."
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				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:16:37</strong>
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				As he lashes her it is obvious that Livana isn't used to this and Lucifer is glad that he'll be the one to break her back in. She counts up to five, managing to make the words until then, but after that she just whimpers. At the end she has just enough composure to whimper out ten master in a stuttering voice that seems close to crying. Pulling herself back together she finally affirms that it was ten lashes.<br><br>Pleased that she is stronger than she looks Lucifer asks her, "Did my puppet enjoy that?"
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				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:29:39</strong>
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				Livana's arms had slide from a position high over her head to on hand clasping the other wrist just above her head. Still streteched out for him. Not yet daring to move too much. He had earned some respect. That she might be moving slow but she was more willing to obey. She was waiting for confirmation that she was correct. It never came, leaving her mind still wondering. <br><br>Repeating the question in her mind once, she finally nods slowly. Still dealing with the pain and emotions that the pain caused but something in her would not deny somewhere in her twisted mind she would do it all over again. Maybe that was not the exact same as enjoying it, but the desire and enjoyment and pain were one giant glob in her mind that she could not seperate them apart. <br><br>"Dddd....Done?" With the current level of emotion in her voice there is no way to tell by voice alone if she is afraid of more or looking forward to it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 08:48:53</strong>
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				"Yes, I'm done whipping my puppet for a time," says Lucifer as he walks behind her and kisses her neck softly. Breaking the kiss he says, "Undress and sit on the edge of the bed, legs open."<br><br>Not looking to see if she obeys he grabs a vibrator, a&nbsp; pair of handcuffs, the key, and some rope. He has a fun plan, one that seems to soften many people because it gives him total control of what they desire most. His skill at reading minds and body language will make it even better because knowledge is power.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 09:20:12</strong>
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				Taking a shaky breath, her body moved slightly to lean into him. Did not matter that it aggravated the welts on her back. His gentle touch a sharp contrast to the whipping he had just put her through. A little slow, she moves to obey. Sliding off of the wall. <br><br>Tenderly, she strips the dress off over her head, tossing it on a chair by the door. There is no bra, her breasts are pert and already at attention. As the back of her legs hit the bed, she pushed her panties down, letting them pool on the floor. This time she does not move to take off the boots. After he turns back to face her with toys in hand does she sit down on the bed, flinching slightly. Her dark eyes on him as she spreads her legs. <br><br>For the first time she notices the items in his hands. Intrigued. Curious. A flutter of butterflies goes through her as she cant help but wonder. Gently she bites her bottom lip. Watching him approach<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 21:26:35</strong>
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				Moving slowly, though from the pain or from an unwillingness to serve he doesn't now and doesn't care to confirm, Lucifer watches as Livana moves and undresses as he gathers his tools and the toy. Once she is nude, with the exception of her boots he moves over to her and kneels between her legs inspecting her a moment before taking the hand cuffs in hand. Moving a leg he handcuffs it to a bedpost by the ankle, then he moves over with the rope and skillfully ties her other leg to the other post, keeping them pulled apart.<br><br>That done he looks up at her and says, "Puppet, you are beautiful, even your sex looks perfect."<br><br>He then clicks the vibrator on and teasingly brushes it over her clit, just the lightest of touches to send a shiver up her spine. Then he inserts two fingers into her slowly, and moves them gently until he finds her hidden spot within. Stroking it he slowly adds the vibrator again using her thoughts, the sounds she makes, and how she moves to judge exactly what to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 03:27:07</strong>
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				Watching him cuff one ankle, then tie the other, it was interesting to watch. He pulled her legs snugly apart. Livana leaned back some so she could look down her body and watch him. As the vibrator moves over her, her smile widens, blinking slowly momentarily. <br><br>Livana's mouth dropped open as he pressed his fingers into her sex. If she had not been aware of it before, she now knew how soaked she was. How ready, despite the pain. Notablly breathing faster. He did not just use his fingers to fuck her, he found her senstive spot. Dragging her toward a much needed orgasm.<br><br>"...fuck...." whimpering softly.
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				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>04-08-2009, 09:37:04</strong>
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				As his fingers go in the Devil can feel just how soaked she has become after his lashing and he starts to wonder how much she's acting for him as he starts to rub her inside. He can feel her sex reacting to his fingers and the vibrator, he can hear her breathing quicken, and looking up he can see her face as she looks down at him. He changes his pace a bit reacting to her and bringer her close faster.<br><br>Right as he can sense the point of no return he stops, pulling his fingers out and taking the vibrator away, while smiling and saying, "What will puppet do in order to orgasm?"
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				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 02:37:03</strong>
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				The closer she got, the more her eyes fluttered closed. On the edge of begging. Livana shifted slightly, trying to spread her legs further apart. <br><br>"... ppllease..." <br><br>Whimpering despreately, as he withdrew. Livana did not bother to hide her need. Eyes going from his face and eyes down his body, looking to see if he was turned on as she was. Biting her bottom lip almost to the point that she was bleeding. It was difficult not to reach down and finger herself. <br><br>"Wha... What do you want.... puppet master?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 02:46:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The angle whimpers desperately as he pulls away and he can see her eyes look down to see if he's enjoying himself. She would of course see the bulge in his pants and she starts to bite her lip so hard he almost expects to see blood. As her hands fidget he almost dares her to start fingering herself with his eyes, just so he can punish her later.<br><br>Her question of what he wants has him slap her, hard before he says, "I said make an offer, not ask a question."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 03:36:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Livana's head turned under the force of his slap. She tasted blood where her teeth finally bit into her lip. Slowly she turned her face turned back to face him. A little fire in her eyes. Carefully she licked her lips. It had been a long time since someone had seriously struck her. <br><br>"My offer is you can watch me masterbate...." Livana moved her right hand from the bed, to her thigh. Only inches from her sex. Not touching yet, but she was close. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 04:49:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her face he knows she hasn't been treated like this for a long time, if ever, and he enjoys doing it to her. Her eyes narrow and she licks up her own blood a bit before speaking. Her offer is a bit too defiant even for a fiery sub, because he should be able to watch her masturbate whenever he wants. A true slave should do as her master commands without talking back.<br><br>"I suppose you won't be climaxing before we continue then," says Lucifer as he pushes Livana hard and presses her back into the bed before keeling over her stomach.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>05-08-2009, 05:30:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was not a surprise when he did not find her offering to be worth while. The offer had not been sarcastic but it was less than genuine. That had been the reason she asked. Unable to think of anything that if he was her master that he should not simply be able to demand or take. <br><br>Livana did not have the strength of time to resist him as he forced her to lay down. Watching as he climbed on top of her. Pinning her down. Her teeth clenched tightly as her back was forced against mattress. Welts rubbing against the sheets. Between the anger and the time, her body was starting to cool down. Less desperate now and starting to get herself under control. <br><br>"So, whats the next game?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>06-08-2009, 06:02:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				From his position atop her he watches as she squirms as her welts are presses into the bed. She pants a bit less now and asks him what the next game is and he smiles and takes a nipple between each finger. Rolling them slowly between his fingers the devil slowly adds pressure. <br><br>Stilling rolling back and forth and squeezing he says, "I'm not sure yet, what does puppet want to learn?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 03:26:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Livana worked hard not react as his fingers played with her nipples. It was only after the pressure seriously started to be applied that her breath caught in her throat. It hurt but there was an undenialbe pleasure beneath that. Bitting her lips wondering if she could cum just from that. A little more pressure and it was struggle not to try to move her hips<br><br>"So when does the Puppet get to choose?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 17:26:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He can feel Livana's pleasure as he pinches her nipples and soon her breathing changes. He thinks that she has some sensitive nipples and that she must be enjoying this as she starts to bite her lip. She starts to squirm a bit and he increase it a little more rolling them back and forth.<br><br>When his puppet speaks he says, "You may choose now, would you like to learn to hold a pose while being flogged? Or perhaps maybe learn more about orgasm denial?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>07-08-2009, 22:28:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Livana was amused by the options. Both things he had started to show her. Neither invovled her getting fucked and the orgasm that she needed. For a moment she debated. She was leaing toward flogging. Get th pain out of the way instead of driving herself insane with pleasure that he would not let her finish. Since he was giving her options, she added an extra option. <br><br>"Why dont you just fuck me till I pass out?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>08-08-2009, 09:41:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Smiling he says, "That is a good option..."<br><br>Reaching for more handcuffs and rope he soon has her hands bound as well so her back is being bent over the bed and her sex is fully exposed to him. Then he takes a small bottle of lubricant from his pocket and smears it over his cock before slowly massaging some into her asshole. Pressing a finger inside he can feel that it is lubricated enough, but he isn't sure if she's ready for him just yet.<br><br>Placing his head on her lower hole he asks, "So, are you ready to be fucked until you pass out?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 09:39:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Looking at him, she had not expected him to agree to her new idea. Surprised when he took a bottle from his pocket. Did not take long for her to realize it was some kind of lube. Mouth dropping open as she watched him handle himself. Feeling herself getting wetter. Forgetting to ask why he felt the need to use lube when she was so wet. <br><br>Livana was breathing a little fast. A little unsure about this. Unconsiously she pulled at her wrists. Anal was a little unusaul not for her. Noth that she had anything against it, it was merely not what she expected. Bitting her bottom lip, she nodded. <br><br>"I am ready....." Even if she did not know what she was getting herself into with him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 22:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her struggle and the look on her face as it dawns on her what's going to happen makes the devil smile as he presses himself into her at a strong steady pace. Burying himself deep he can feel his balls hitting pressing against her. He doesn't give her much of a chance to adjust before pulling himself out and ramming himself back in to the hilt with some speed and force. Pulling out again he slams back in deep and starts a hard pounding rhythm.<br><br>As he plows her he asks, "Enjoying your pounding yet?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>stormkitten</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 15:43:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Whimpering and crying out over and over again. Taking short rapid gasps. Her body arched against the restraints. It was not extremely painful, it was merely different than what she was use to. Lost somewhere between the edge of pain and possible pleasure. The speed and strength of him making it hard for her to adjust. <br><br>"Iiiiii am... I... okay...." Trying to answer the question, voice sounding a little desperate. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: ~Vices of the Fallen~ {Tycho}</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Niklaus</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 06:27:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Devil realizes that she's not really finding the rhythm this way and it's making him a bit hot under the collar so he&nbsp; goes to the hilt&nbsp; and then stops thrusting and says in a commanding voice, "Fuck me with your ass puppet, I want you to make me feel like a god!"
			</dd>
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