Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)
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				Title: <strong>Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 20:42:36</strong>
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				Akiko did not hear the murmured spells being cast from behind trees as she lazily gazed down at the stream, trailing her fingers through the cool, clear water.&nbsp; She loved the water, it was a part of her, and the sound of its flow was a song only demons of the water could hear.&nbsp; She was so focused on communing with the water that she didn't notice her body turn cold the moment just before she fell limp.&nbsp; The humans waited a few minutes before moving out of their hiding spots to get closer.&nbsp; There wasn't a trace of her demon magics and energies about her, all her will to fight off binding spells was gone.&nbsp; It was safe to imprison her, the first of her kind to be locked away for eternity.<br><br>____<br><br>Frozen in time, completely unaware of what occurred at the stream, the demon Akiko remained dormant in her prison.&nbsp; She had no dreams as she slept for century after century.&nbsp; She was very much alive, but suspended in thought and time.&nbsp; She merely existed, but in a thoroughly contained state.&nbsp; Suddenly, she began to feel again.&nbsp; The seals that kept her senses suspended were breaking.&nbsp; A warming sensation enveloped her body, and the demon awakened to silence.&nbsp; She couldn't believe her eyes when she found herself encased in blue crystal.&nbsp; With a scream of rage, she pounded against the walls with her fists.&nbsp; Who would dare imprison her?&nbsp; Another demon?&nbsp; No, she had no quarrel with any of her brothers and sisters.&nbsp; The humans.&nbsp; Those mages were discovering the secrets of their magics to protect themselves, but never had Akiko dreamed that that their arts would be used in such away, especially against her.&nbsp; She wasn't an especially friendly demon, but she was not an enemy of men either.&nbsp; <br><br>Regaining control of herself, Akiko focused her energy on the wall before her.&nbsp; She had barely enough room to use palm strikes upon the crystal, and each blow was separated by a few moments of focused breathing.&nbsp; After four strikes, she felt the crystal wall begin to crack; one more hit and it would shatter, and she would be free.&nbsp; She was beginning to tire, so she decided to put all energy into this one task to be sure it broke.&nbsp; With a cry to empower herself, she issued one final blow, breaking the crystal apart, and sending her out of that dimension of containment and back into what she thought was her world... <br><br>She could sense the human male holding her former cell.&nbsp; Collapsing at his feet, the demon gazed up at the man, her chest heaving from her effort to escape the crystal, surprise and frustration glinting in her deep green eyes.&nbsp; It was obviously this human who had awakened her.&nbsp; She tried to get to her feet, but she was too drained.&nbsp; She didn't understand...How could her strength have left her?&nbsp; She was a demon!&nbsp; A goddess among men!&nbsp; She should have emerged from her prison with greater power now that the crystal no longer restrained her!&nbsp; But no...she was just as weak as any human woman, and most of that little strength had been spent.&nbsp; It got worse.&nbsp; She was a demon of the sky and the water, but she couldn't hear their songs.&nbsp; She could feel a light breeze, but it did not speak to her.&nbsp; Water was nearby, but it did not sing to her.&nbsp; She was so consumed with grief and frustration that she had forgotten about the human standing over her.&nbsp; She almost wanted to curl up and allow the crystal to take her again.&nbsp; Oblivious, soulless slumber was better than knowing that she was alone and powerless.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 21:45:46</strong>
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				The beach was small, if one could call the place that a beach. It was between two unused harbors on a sandy stretch of land covered by driftwood and other less pleasant and natural things that the see had washed up between the old docks. He usually came hear to find things, or take pictures of the odd shapes and forms the sea made, in the hopes of being inspired. <br><br>He was amazed when he found the fist large light blue crystal; it was so very thin with something that looked like blue liquid in it. It looked like it had once bin square and precise but years in the ocean has rubbed away the edges making them round and smooth. The glass looked so smooth, then as he held it their was a tiny tremor, the train he taught and he felt a crack. Feeling it more then hearing and then the fragile thing shattered, it burned his hand or at least he taught so letting go with a start and blinking at the misty flash of light.<br><br>He almost instantly knew it was no dream, because in his dreams and day dreams he would have sead something charming and witty. And charmingly don something to make it all better, scooped her up and.. he looked about no their was no Harley or horse. Definitely not a dream. So as this wasn’t a dream and the girl who had gotten their from no place and was, quiet naked and.. his head tilted as he some what stupidly looked over her naked body for a moment forgetting to breed. He shook his head and still sead noting just standing their rather perplex until he managed a “Hello” as soon as it was out he winced, his voice sounded squeaky even to him and at least until now he had the strong silent type going for him. <br><br>Dorian, the name wasn’t his idea it was his mothers love of the character and the accidental family name of Gray. Was about 1.95cm tall a bit too high and a bit on the thin side, not any result of sport but more simple genetic luck. He wasn’t bony but do to a combination of height and his numerous small jobs that always seamed to involve some form of running about he was athletic although far from bulky or perfect. He had black hair, kept long and looking a bit disheveled do to the strong winds and his usual like of warring it open. He had blue green eyes as he taught the best part of him making him look more serious. A few years ago he had picked up the idea that a beard and smoking a pipe might make him look more distinguished, the beard was still kind of scraggly and the pipe smoking usually just ended up by him holding it. But he still carried it with him; it was a sort of good luck charm. Right now it was in his pocket quiet visible in the thin autumn leather jacket and jeans he was warring, he had a pair of old leather shues on not from lack of better ones just that he knew he would get mucky hear. Around his neck was a camera and another smaller digital one in his pocket. He was tight on money and it was easier to make shots with the digital one and use the manual one when he was shore he liked it.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 22:18:36</strong>
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				Akiko was drawn out of her panic when the man made a sound...The human was speaking to her...The language was strange, but demons had a natural gift of tongues, one of the few things that hadn't been taken away from her during her captivity.&nbsp; She looked at him strangely; she understood his greeting perfectly, but it had taken her a few moments.&nbsp; She could tell that he was anxious, and that told her that he had not meant to release her.&nbsp; Did he not know of the binding spells either?&nbsp; And what were these strange clothes he was wearing?&nbsp; She sat up and responded with the same greeting, a soft, "Hello," before she curiously poked at his shoes.&nbsp; When she had sat upright, she didn't bother to cover herself at all.&nbsp; She had no need for clothing when she was a free demon, for she had nothing to be ashamed of.&nbsp; She knew that the humans had begun the custom of clothing, so the fact that he was dressed wasn't too strange for her.&nbsp; She was just curious about what it was he was wearing.&nbsp; It looked so much stiffer and less comfortable than what humans wore before she was imprisoned.&nbsp; <em>Just how long have I been asleep?</em> she thought to herself.<br><br>She continued her inspection, tugging at his jeans, examining the rough material.&nbsp; "Who are you?&nbsp; And where am I?" she asked casually, her voice masked with a calm tone.&nbsp; She had to keep her demonic dignity, and not show much fear in front of a human.&nbsp; She was, indeed, frightened, but she remained outwardly calm and collected.&nbsp; The pants were still a mystery to her, but she was still curious about the rest of him.&nbsp; She slowly and carefully stood up, and pulled a little at his jacket.&nbsp; The demon frowned a little, unable to solve this puzzle...It was better to move on to examine the man himself.&nbsp; Her frown disappeared, replaced with a small smile; it was nice to know that this human still had enough sense to keep his hair long, no matter how much time she had spent in that damned crystal.&nbsp; His eyes, however, were strange.&nbsp; Most humans had brown eyes when she wandered the earth freely.&nbsp; Only the demons had eyes that were violet, blue, or green; this man was no demon, yet his eyes were light.&nbsp; She cocked her head to the side and ran her pale, slender fingers down the neck strap of&nbsp; his camera.&nbsp; "This is a strange pendant...what is it for?&nbsp; You are a very strange human," she giggled, tucking a lock of her long silver hair behind her ear.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 22:41:50</strong>
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				He cursed him self as he felt a trickle of sweat run down the back of his neck; he was never a smooth talker not even in the best of situations. He could feel his body heat suddenly triple and he involuntarily pulled at the strap of his camera his hand touching hers for a brief moment. So caught up was he at staring into her eyes and at other things that came in pairs that he didn’t notice the touch until their hands met. He jumped a little turning red at the touch. <br><br>All that she had sead came rushing back to him like their had bin some form of mental blockade before “Dorian, Dorian Gray” it was an almost automatic sort of thing to say. Out of his mouth before he could think or stop him self. <em>say something smart, say something charming&nbsp; ...</em> he glanced down his mind stopping again dumbly fixed upon her most naked form, sliding between her legs and <em>. demit you idiot don’t stare like a dumb ass..<em> he sharply pulled his gaze up “Oh hear let me get you something, why are you naked oh.. How did you get hear” he was shore she wasn’t homeless, he had seen enough homeless people and she didn’t look like one. <br><br>His gaze got lost again taking him a moment to realize he was staring at her thighs again before he pulled him self together again, concentrating his eyes at her he quickly got out of his jacket giving it to her. Logic, logic was always your best friend, she was prty with obvious help from plastically hyrurgy nobody looked so damd good naturally so she must be rich. He remembered seeing a few speed bots “Did you fall in the water miss, hear let me get you out of the cold” he offered his jacket started to place a hand on her shoulder to show her to his car but stopped stepping back no it wouldn’t have bin right. A scramming naked girl on a lonely beach that’s all he needed “Please let me take you to my place its close and warm” his head spun blabbering out sentences before properly thinking, now he was inviting the naked girl in his house. <br></em></em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 00:36:34</strong>
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				When their hands met, Akiko noticed that his were not nearly as rough as most of the people of her time.&nbsp; He was obviously not a farmer, or a huntsman.&nbsp; Was he a mage?&nbsp; That would explain the strange pendant around his neck, but it made his confusion and surprise at her awakening to be even more confusing to her.&nbsp; He couldn't be a mage...but what was he?&nbsp; His name was also odd...Doreean-Doreean Gray?&nbsp; Was that what she heard?&nbsp; No matter, he wasn't being very helpful, and she didn't like the way he stared at her.&nbsp; "You haven't answered my questions, Doreean-Doreean Gray.&nbsp; Where am I, and what is that pendant for?"&nbsp; She was unaware of her incorrect pronunciation, but she couldn't care.&nbsp; She only tugged at the camera strap, curious to find out what the talisman was meant to do.&nbsp; <br><br>"What are you babbling on about?&nbsp; Only humans wear clothes!&nbsp; Haven't you ever seen a demon before?&nbsp; And what do you mean, 'How did you get here?'&nbsp; You summoned me!&nbsp; You broke the seals keeping me dormant, and released me from that crystal in your hand!"&nbsp; The demon was getting rather frustrated with this human.&nbsp; She knew they weren't particularly known for their intelligence, but she didn't think one could be this dense...Everyone knew that demons were always naked.&nbsp; Only humans were ashamed and hid their bodies beneath animal skins.&nbsp; She folded her arms over her chest, frowning at Dorian.&nbsp; <br><br>When he began to offer her his jacket, she was about to indignantly ask him why in the name of the gods would she want it, but she felt a shift in the magics surrounding them.&nbsp; His words were a direct command, "<em>Let me get you out of the cold.</em>"&nbsp; She felt some force extending her arms to slip the jacket over her naked form, and her mouth moved of its own accord to say, "Yes, Master."&nbsp; Her green eyes widened in terror, and she clapped both hands over her mouth, horrified of the words that had come out.&nbsp; Then, it happened again.&nbsp; He said, "<em>Let me take you to my place...</em>"&nbsp; Her curse forced her hands away from her mouth so she could comply, taking him by the hand, and say "Yes, Master."&nbsp; <br><br>Something was wrong, something was very wrong...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 00:54:26</strong>
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				He looked at her perplex about a good dozen things their rapid stacking making it hard to pick out single ones and clear them out. Some Goth-witch chick that’s all he needed, but he couldn’t really leave her hear and then she sead <em>master</em> he looked at her oddly speaking answering her question.<br><br>Looking down he was confused for a while, looking if he had left on any of the pins or perhaps badges he sometimes had. But no she was tugging on the camera, a sneaky taught formed in his mind a naked model. Or erotic model, I would have loved to have one but lack of money and courage always prevented that fro being but a day dream “It’s a camera see” he stepped back, pulled the smaller silver digital camera out of the small case and took a shot “See “ he turned it and showed her image to her “I wish I had a model like you” he spoke the words before thinking or he would never have sead it. <br><br>“So miss Demon” their was a slightly amused tone “I taught Demons had red skin, forked tails and horns. Oh and large bat wings” he sead in a lightly mocking tone as he began thords his car somehow the taught of police or an angry boyfriend or.. he glanced behind him a pimp storming out of some place… he ended that train of taught “Well com on you will cache a cold” <br><br>He needed a coffee, it was a late night and he had slept little wanting to get hear during dawn. “Com on miss Demon i will get you some food and something hot to drink and then you can tell me ware your home is” and get on some clothing before I get arrested. He glanced back again several times before they got to his old WV beetle. It was blue, and green and red. Well only the left door was red, he opened it to let her in “Please I promise your safe” but master? nobody had ever called him master especially not a sexy looking naked girl, well except in his fantasy’s but. He shifted uncomfortably his jeans getting increasingly tight<br><br>For a moment he wondered if their were any insane asylums around, no, hospitals. He shook his head to him self again, no not really. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 01:33:12</strong>
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				Akiko watched him carefully as he showed her the smaller version of the pendant...the camera...around his neck.&nbsp; Frowning, she cocked her head to the side, staring at the object.&nbsp; She let out a cry of surprise when a light flashed from the camera, and instinctively protected her face with her arms.&nbsp; She only brought her arms down when he showed her the image of herself.&nbsp; "Is it a sort of magic mirror?&nbsp; It stores your reflection, and shows you what reflections it has stored when you ask?&nbsp; Is that right?"&nbsp; She was very intrigued by this "camera," but she still wasn't sure if she liked the flash of light..."What is a model?" she asked.&nbsp; Then she made the connection to his wish, his staring, and this magic mirror.&nbsp; It made sense to capture the reflections of beautiful things...it would make sense if he wanted to keep her reflection.&nbsp; "Is it someone who uses your mirror?&nbsp; I mean...your camera to store their reflections?"<br><br>His mocking tone interrupted her curiosity.&nbsp; She was very confused by his description of a demon, and offended by his tone.&nbsp; "Who told you that?&nbsp; We demons look much like you humans...I mean, there are subtle differences, like hair and eye color, and we don't age.&nbsp; I am a demon of water and sky, but I look human, don't I?&nbsp; I know that only your elders have hair this color, but other than that..."&nbsp; She was getting very anxious now.&nbsp; He had not ever seen a demon.&nbsp; What had happened to her brothers and sisters?&nbsp; Was she the only free demon to walk the earth, long after her kin was forgotten?&nbsp; No matter how this man bothered her, curse or no, she decided she should stay with him.&nbsp; She needed help.&nbsp; <br><br>Since this man was ignorant of the ways of demons, and believed her to be an insane human, she figured she had to act like a human in public to avoid trouble.&nbsp; She wrapped his jacket around her more tightly to hide her naked body, glad that it was long enough to cover her.&nbsp; She didn't need the curse to direct her when he gave the command "<em>Come.</em>"&nbsp; Even if she had not been bound to him, it was in her best interest to stay with Dorian.&nbsp; She followed him when he went toward what she had believed to be a colored rock, but on closer examination, she found it to be metal.&nbsp; A hollow metal thing...She did not question him and got inside, wondering what its purpose was.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 01:52:27</strong>
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				“Well the one who takes the pictures” he held up the camera a little “Is an artist, or should be the on who is.. “ his eyes settled on her again in that sort of soft stare “.. Beautiful” he swallowed rather to audibly for him self “Is the model.” His mind spun at what he had taught about, he couldn’t let her wonder about and it wouldn’t be bad if he let her stay with him if in return she modeled for him. Of course he wouldn’t do anything she didn’t want; he explained to him self insuring his own mind and morality. <br><br>He was in the car with her; he couldn’t believe it a beautiful naked girl. He glanced down looking slowly up her legs and blushed again looking up and fumbling with the keys <em>..oh god start. please</em> he turned the key and the car coughed into life. He looked over and smiled at her, his mind froze for a moment “What’s your name?” he asked as he turned one of the small dock district narrow streets. <br><br>His loft, he called it that was the second story of an old storage house. He actually had the whole building to him self it was more or less abandoned with no neighbors for blocks. It was excitingly cheep and he had made it quiet acceptable with some secondhand furniture and mostly his stuff, art or attempts at it most recently he had tried metal work witch proved not to be his thing. Photography was an old favored but he never had a chance to do the work he wanted with his lack of a model. Again his eyes went to her body .. no no he wasn’t doing anything wrong “You are ok with coming to my place right? If you want I could take you to any ware ells” he almost prayed she wouldn’t mention anything ells. <br><br>He pulled into the garage part and pulled back down the door “Hear let me get you something” he went off thords his bed, rolling his eyes at the mess he had left. Noting clean, finally he found an old pair of silk PJs his mom had bought him and he never vore. They were pink<br><br>His loft was a single large room with a bed in the far corner surrounded buy some furniture. A couch with a TV against another wall and the whole far corner cluttered up by paintings he had made a small area for developing pictures and a single small room for the bathroom and the opposite side had a small kitchen part, more like a fast food area really as he didn’t cook. He looked about “It isn’t really this messy, I just .. “ he rubbed his neck “.. was redecorating”<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 02:41:56</strong>
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				Akiko couldn't contain her scream when the metal thing came alive.&nbsp; She drew her legs up close to her on the seat, trying to calm down.&nbsp; If Dorian was accustomed to this...this thing, it must be safe.&nbsp; She slowly calmed down and put her feet back on the floor.&nbsp; When the thing actually began to move, she clung to the seat for dear life.&nbsp; When she realized there was no real danger here, she relaxed her grip and concentrated on covering her pale skin with his coat.&nbsp; She glanced up at him when he asked for her name, she smiled back and told him, "Akiko.&nbsp; Do all humans have such long names like yours, Doreean-Doreean Gray?"<br><br>When she finally got out of the car, she took a good look around at the "village."&nbsp; It was extremely different from what she was used to.&nbsp; His house was very strange to her, but she figured she'd get used to it after a while.&nbsp; "I can't go anywhere else.&nbsp; It must have been a talented mage that put me in that crystal.&nbsp; Whomever it was, they added an extra curse to bind me to whomever released me.&nbsp; That's you.&nbsp; I am bound to you, and have to stay with you.&nbsp; It's the binding spell that forced me to call you master before..."<br><br>Akiko followed him into the house, but wouldn't touch anything.&nbsp; Everything was strange and foreign to her.&nbsp; When he handed her the pajamas, she could hardly contain how happy she was.&nbsp; The material was so soft, and familiar.&nbsp; Silk, just like the humans wore!&nbsp; She rubbed the cloth against her cheek with a squeak of joy.&nbsp; She put them on immediately.&nbsp; "Thank you soooo much!"&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 03:22:28</strong>
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				Her reactions and replay began to slowly get to him, but that was silly their was no such thing his mind was modern and scientific so he explained it all to him self. She was probably just strange, but something named at him so he decided to play along “So you will stay hear and obey my every command?” he paused looked around, he had some obvious ideas <em>get down on your knees and suck me whore</em> he blushed just thinking it and instead looked at the mess. “Clean this up” he figured it was a tedious enough job to show if she was just teasing him or being honest.<br><br>His mind danced between two ideas, if she was telling the truth he would have to tray and find out ware she was from and who she was. Akiko sounded odd like a partial name maybe, he looked at her taking her form in once again. “No just Dorian gray, but call me Dorian” people calling him Gray always reminded him of a teacher and he was in trouble. <br><br>He watched some what shocked and titillated at how she changed into the clothing, shamelessly then watched on as she did as he had commanded “So will you always call me master?” he couldn’t think why but it strangely excited him, even though it wasn’t right to use the poor mixed up girl like that. He had a horrible vision of her jumping from a window under some delusion of flight “So as your master you have to be honest with me right?” he tried to use her own fantasy against her “So as a .. “ he motioned with a hand “Demon what kind of powers do you have, like fire and ..” he wiggled his fingers quays mystically. At that point his PC made a sharp noise signaling that his download was done, he momentarily glanced at that startled some what<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 17:57:16</strong>
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				Akiko reveled in how soft and smooth the silk was against her skin.&nbsp; She couldn't help but wonder how she went naked all those years when humans wore such fine things...Her delight in the comfort of her new clothes, was interrupted by Dorian's skepticism.&nbsp; She looked him in the eye and told him, "I know you think I'm insane.&nbsp; But didn't you notice that if anyone in this room is mad, it's you.&nbsp; You're the one who is hallucinating about a naked woman appearing from nowhere and calling you 'Master.'&nbsp; I really did come from that crystal you found.&nbsp; Neither of us are crazy.&nbsp; I was trapped in that crystal, and you freed me.&nbsp; So, yes, the conditions of my release are clear, I belong to you."<br><br>She stared at him in disbelief when he ordered her to clean up the mess that covered the room.&nbsp; The demon clenched her fists in frustration at the indignity.&nbsp; She would rather not fight her curse, but she had to show him she was not crazy.&nbsp; The forced "Yes, Master," came out again, and it was obvious how she struggled for control as her limbs moved on their own.&nbsp; Her legs involuntarily carried her toward the couch, and her arms moved to straighten up the cushions.&nbsp; When she thought she had proved enough, she stopped fighting and began cleaning on her own.&nbsp; "You see, Dorian?&nbsp; I have no choice but to do as you ask.&nbsp; When I resist, the curse moves for me, and I can’t stop it."<br><br>When she was finished with the couch, she moved on to the kitchen.&nbsp; This was going to be an interesting task.&nbsp; She let the curse take slight control so she would know what to do in here, also so that her body could concentrate on cleaning while her mind remained focused on Dorian, and speaking with him.&nbsp; She found his next questions fairly amusing.&nbsp; "Well, you just told me to call you Dorian, so, until you tell me otherwise, I will continue to call you Dorian.&nbsp; However, as my master, unless you demand it, I am under no obligation to be honest with you.&nbsp; I am only bound by specific commands.&nbsp; As for powers...You're thinking of my brother; he's a fire demon.&nbsp; I am a demon of water and sky.&nbsp; I could fly, manipulate the winds and the waters...but they're gone, and I don't know why..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 18:57:59</strong>
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				<br>He stared at her looking some what shocked as it slowly began to dawn on him, the crazy fact seeping trough the cracks in his logical world. “Soo..” he let fall into the silence that happened after she had stopped speaking lacking any smart thing to say he find him self taking one step after the other back “Soo if I was to order you to always tell the absolute truth to me, and never ever hurt me you would have to?” he tried to wrap his brain about it but he seamed shaken by the prospect. <br><br>Dorian sat down on the sofa and pulled his legs up staring at her as she worked trying to put together some plan in his mind. “How long, I mean how long will you follow my commands?” he asked dreading that it was some short time after witch he would somehow be doomed. He wasn’t religious but as a man having grown up in western culture the prospect of hell and the devil somehow bound its self to demons and the idea of possible doom. Under normal circumstances he would have laughed at the idea but now with this strange addition to his world of science and logic to didn’t seam so true.<br><br>He kept watching her as she cleaned focusing his attention trying to think as he noted how her modes of movement sometimes changed. From her smooth flowing step to a some what mechanic jerky one sometimes “Is that the curse?” he asked, his mind leaping to wild taught and then his eyes caught on her behind. And his mind lept at the sexual side of it, he went red at the idea but it was their now. “Are you, human totally?” he made a gesture “I mean your body” some time passed and she hadn’t yet tried anything odd he was slowly getting braver<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 19:34:05</strong>
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				Akiko nodded at his question.&nbsp; She thought she had been quite clear in explaining the spell, but apparently not.&nbsp; "Yes, in theory, you could demand honesty from me.&nbsp; I would always have to tell you the truth until, for some reason, you gave an order to cancel it out...not sure why you would, but that's the idea.&nbsp; Your orders are to be followed until either the task is complete, or you tell me to stop.&nbsp; I don't know of any reason why I would hurt you, but I'm sure it applies to the same rule."&nbsp; She turned back to her cleaning, and observed what the curse manipulated her body to do.&nbsp; After a few moments of observation, she caught on to what needed to be done in the kitchen.&nbsp; She had a basic idea of what could be thrown away, and what needed to be put in the sink.&nbsp; However, she needed a little direction in washing the dishes...finding the soap and operating the water faucets...she handled the scrubbing quite well on her own.<br><br>She was surprised when he asked how long she would be bound to him.&nbsp; She was still figuring out the workings of the curse herself, but she knew she had a better understanding of magics than he did; that was how she could explain some of the rules she had already learned.&nbsp; "I'm assuming I am bound to you until the spells are broken, you command me to leave you, or one of us dies."&nbsp; She didn't like the prospect of serving this man until he died...for her immortality gave her better chances of outliving him; she could be killed, but neither age nor disease would affect her at all.&nbsp; <br><br>Once the dishes were done, the demon dried her hands and let the curse direct her to the next area to be cleaned.&nbsp; She felt the magics tugging her toward the corner that housed his bed, and walked on her own instead of letting the curse take full control.&nbsp; She could handle this by herself.&nbsp; She removed all of the pillows, sheets and blankets.&nbsp; To ensure neatness, she had to start from the beginning.&nbsp; She stretched the sheets back onto the mattress, pulling them taught without any wrinkles.&nbsp; When he spoke to her again, she let the curse continue her work when she looked at Dorian over her shoulder.&nbsp; "I'll never be human.&nbsp; My body looks the same, but I will never age, or fall ill.&nbsp; I cannot access my powers, but they still exist.&nbsp; When I am finished here, I may examine the seals to see if there's any way to use them again.&nbsp; I suspect that I could access them if you commanded me to use them."&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 20:52:58</strong>
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				He felt giddy with this knowledge, he might have rejected it all of had as foolish or her as demented or ill but something about her maybe it was the magic it self made him belie it. Somehow know it to be true “So basically you are like a slave to me?” he asked trying t feel his self around this, she was extremely attractive he found. <br><br>He waited for her to finish and smiled almost childishly as he walked over to the bed and jumped into it. “So you could be my model, maid can you cook?” their was a grin on his face, he couldn’t belie his own luck and grinned happily going over things he wanted to photograph scans and situations but never had the nerve to ask. But their was still a little nagging that she might not follow every order, he had briefly considered wishing her freedom he really did. Dorian wasn’t an amoral or bad person but he was afraid of what she could do if she really had these powers she might decide to hurt people make them pay for her captivity. <br><br>He swallowed hard gathered all his bravery and pointed at the low sturdy table that was now clean “Stand on their and strip” he licked his lips nervously as he watched her. For a moment he taught the game might be up and she would refuse but he had a feeling that this was all true, although he could not identify the source. “Then go down on all fours and make your self come” he figured if she did that then it was all true, sitting back he waited in careful strained expectance<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 22:03:39</strong>
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				Akiko was just setting the pillows back onto the bed when she clenched the pillowcase in her fists and growled, "For the thousandth time, YES!&nbsp; I belong to you, Dorian!&nbsp; What part about that can you not comprehend?!&nbsp; You released me, and by so doing, bound me to yourself!&nbsp; Do you understand it now?!&nbsp; I must do whatever you say."&nbsp; Taking deep breaths, she calmed down and finished her task.&nbsp; <br><br>When Dorian approached the bed, she knelt on the floor next to the bed, looking up at him.&nbsp; She wrinkled her nose in annoyance when he jumped onto the bed and ruined what she had just done, but let it pass.&nbsp; When he suggested the concept of models again, she nodded, "Yes, I could let you store my reflections.&nbsp; I find your magic...I mean, camera...very fascinating.&nbsp; I suppose I could learn more about it by being your...what was it, model?&nbsp; Yes, model.&nbsp; As for cooking, that is a human thing, just like the clothes.&nbsp; Demons don't cook.&nbsp; The spell was able to direct me in cleaning, because it requires no skill, and I already have the basic idea.&nbsp; I don't think it will teach me to cook."<br><br>Akiko was almost glad that she was the only demon outside of captivity.&nbsp; Oh the shame if another demon saw her like this, serving a human, when they were once a race worshiped as gods.&nbsp; She continued to look up at him, unsure if she liked the look on his face.&nbsp; She anxiously toyed with a stray lock of her silvery hair, biting her lower lip.&nbsp; She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in curiosity when he commanded her to strip.&nbsp; She sighed and got up onto the table and started unbuttoning her shirt.&nbsp; She didn't seem to really have a problem with the command as most women would, but she had no way of understanding the connotations of the word "strip."&nbsp; She understood that he found her pleasing to look at, as most men of her time did, but she was still confused.&nbsp; Lowering her pants and casting the garments onto the floor, she said, "Will you make up your mind, Dorian?&nbsp; I thought you wanted me to wear these, since it's human custom to cover one's body."&nbsp; <br><br>In obedience of his next order, she shifted her body so she was on her hands and knees on the table.&nbsp; The second part of the command, however, made her cock her head to the side, "I don't understand, Dorian...What is it that you want me to do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 00:51:49</strong>
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				It was his turn to look amused; he couldn’t phantom that any creature would be unaware of sex. But he stood up walked to her, his hands were shaky but he calmed him self down the best he could “Stay like you are” he ordered before slowly running a finger down her nether lips rubbing a little harder each time until he had worked his finger between her folds. He felt turned on more then anything ells and not at all as he had taught ashamed. <br><br>“Don’t you know what sex is?” he wondered it was almost more to him self then her. He slid another finger between her lips and opened her up to gently toy with her clit rubbing a small circle around and around it with the tip of a finger watching her body and reactions. He was no expert by far but he could pride him self on his collection of serene films from the internet, some aspects fascinated him deeply. But he had never taught he would actually ever get to do it him self like this. Naturally he has had normal every day sex and even a bit of kinky light bondage, very light with a girl friend but. <br><br>He pushed his thumb against Akikos back door pressing against her tightness slowly until his thumb was inside of her. He shifted his finger the one that had bin toying with her cit keeping her spared he pushed it slowly inside her pussy. As he did so possibilities accrued to him for pictures and positions alike. He remembered the book on Japanese rope bondage he had bought and red, he leaned over her and with his free hand took one of her nipples between his fingers and pinched her squeezing until she cried out watching if the spell would stop her from moving<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 05:28:34</strong>
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				Akiko watched Dorian approach her, and couldn't help but wonder why he seemed so anxious.&nbsp; "Yes, Dorian," she murmured when he commanded her to stay still.&nbsp; She didn't really think the order was necessary, but she couldn't do anything about that.&nbsp; She wanted to turn her head and see what he was doing with his hand, but that wasn't going to be necessary.&nbsp; She gasped sharply at his touch between her legs.&nbsp; "Is that what you wanted me to do?" she asked.&nbsp; "You wanted me to pleasure myself?&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; Why did you want to watch?"&nbsp; Most women would have asked these questions in a horrified tone, but the demon was truly curious.&nbsp; She had only been confused by the terminology the man had used, but she was well aware of what mating was, and how to please herself to her climax.&nbsp; <br><br>"Of course I know what sex is," she said quietly as he opened her nether lips.&nbsp; "But we demons have no need for mating, since we live forever.&nbsp; Some of us took human lovers, though...I never did.&nbsp; Before I was imprisoned, I kept to myself..."&nbsp; Her voice trailed off into a soft moan as she arched her back when he started toying with her clit.&nbsp; She had done things like this to satisfy her own needs, but it felt so different to have different hands between her legs.&nbsp; Her hands bunched into fists, and she closed her eyes, her body relaxing.&nbsp; There was most certainly a change in the moistness between her thighs as he continued to tease her.&nbsp; <br><br>A soft, "Oh," escaped her lips when his thumb pressed against her second entrance.&nbsp; Even though she had never experienced this sort of play, she did not object.&nbsp; Sexuality was nothing to be ashamed of, and she didn't mind new things.&nbsp; When his finger actually slipped inside her pussy, she wanted to move her hips, but he had told her to stay still.&nbsp; Then, she moaned even louder when he played with her nipple, but her moans turned into a sharp yelp when he was pinching too hard.&nbsp; "Dorian, that hurts..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>24-01-2009, 06:00:54</strong>
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				What little doubt’s he still held were all eliminated when she hadn’t moved after that little shriek of protest at his rough pinch, his fingers delved deeper into her moistness he wiggled his thumb about if he curved it just so it would stretch her tightness. He continued in a slow paced rhythm his free hand going back to her breasts; he couldn’t help but be a bit rough. What was that about power and corruption, he was feeling it right now? <br><br>He kept it up driving her on and on, the pure power of the moment fulfilling him more then enough the fact that he had so much control over another, somebody, some thing that should have been more powerful then him. It was better then anything he had tasted before, he felt her body under him her nakedness her warmth and tight anus as it gripped his finger. <br><br>“Beg to be allowed to come, if you don’t I will stop” his voice seamed oddly empowered he felt stronger now, powerful somehow. It was better then any drug he had ever tried power, power over another complete control. He pinched her nipple again running it between two fingers roughly this time. Slowly he started to work his thumb in and out while he did the same with two fingers in her pussy. <br><br>He squeezed her breast feeling her firmness and smooth skin; he couldn’t get over how lucky he was. He would have never gotten anybody near as beautiful as her much less gotten her to be an obedient slave. He smiled and kissed her neck. Biting along her neck and shoulder being quiet rough in his excited play<br>&nbsp;<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Songless Siren</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 02:47:06</strong>
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				Gasps and sighs of pleasure escaped her lips, one after the other.&nbsp; Discomfort and pain slowly faded into the pleasure of it all.&nbsp; She had often pleasured herself before, but her fingers were too small to reach so far into her sex.&nbsp; It all felt so good, better than doing this on her own.&nbsp; "Oh, gods...please...Faster, Dorian, please let me come...Please, Dorian, faster so I can come...Faster, harder, please let me come," she pleaded.&nbsp; She needed more intensity in his touch, since she couldn't move on her own.&nbsp; She remained perfectly still except for arching her back, and encouraging him to continue pleasing her body.<br><br>Akiko let out cries of delight in between ragged breaths.&nbsp; She was getting close to her peak when he bit into her neck.&nbsp; "Yes," she moaned loudly, "Please, Dorian, bite me...it feels so good..."&nbsp; Panting heavily, she closed her eyes tightly as he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of both her holes, toying with her breasts, and biting into her flawless pale skin.&nbsp; "Dorian!" she cried in ecstasy.&nbsp; "I- I'm going to come...Please!&nbsp; Please, let me come..."&nbsp; Her nails dug into the table as she whimpered, trying to control herself until Dorian gave her permission to come.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Take Care in What You Ask of Me... (Far Eyes and Songless)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Far eyes</strong> on <strong>25-01-2009, 03:11:48</strong>
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				He drove his fingers deeper into her faster and harder, with his free hand he pinched and roughly massaged her breasts biting her neck and only a little disappointed that the position didn’t allow him to do the same to her nipples. He intended to do that later, hundreds of possibility’s filled his mind with all forms of images and things he had herd and seen Akiko plushier in it, her getting into it like she was only magnified his own intense pleasure. It wasn’t even fully sexual he realized it was something ells a king of ecstatic happiness<br><br>He didn’t give permission, something wild and dark inside of him wanted to see how far he could push her if this magic would really deny her an orgasm just because he did not permit her to have one. He felt drunk, drunk on power for a moment “No I forbid it” but he kept stuffing his fingers inside of her. For a while pulling them out to spank her pussy several times with hard slaps only to continue again he went on and on until his arm was getting tired. <br><br>He almost laughed as he noted that he would really have to get a few toys for her, at the danger of giving over to weakness even though Akikos begging and pleading kept him going longer then he had believed possible he gave permission “Come, I give you permission” at that moment he spanked her pussy again doing it as she came, biting her neck and ear and squeezing her nipples. <br><br>He stayed like that for a while and then sat back watching Akiko from behind for a long moment before he got his camera and too pictures, from behind from the side and front “Look down, shy” he told her. After shooting off his entire film he sat back down behind her placed two hands on her behind and spared her open. Their was something wonderful about her this way. He leaned in and licked at her dripping pussy tasting of her juices. Running his tongue along her thighs pussy and even around and around her tight rosebud, he tasted her rich taste and knew she was different more certainly then with any other way save maybe if she had grown bat wings and a horn. <br><br>He leaned back against the large cushion, watched her for a long moment before it dawned on him “Oh you can come down and curl up next to me if you like” he felt exhausted for, and could feel him self slipping off into a sleep. At the last moment of wakeful taught he had a wild panic that he would wake up to find this all a dream<br>
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