The Bride
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				Title: <strong>The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 22:56:02</strong>
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				(http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/apochoszay/Anime/IzumiTsubasu4-1.jpg)<br><br>He sat in the chair and eyed her carefully. She was sleeping so peacefully. The drug he had placed in her water bottle that morning during her workout had worked wonders. It was easy to carry her from her apartment to her garage. Easier still to drive her car out of the city. Getting her down the stairs had been a bit awkward. He was so tall that he had to not his head on the stairs. It was hard to dress her as well. Wanting to touch her for so long wanting to taste her so badly, but his willpower had won out. <br><br>So now he watched with a smile. The basement room was warm and quiet only the sounds of her breathing was what reached his ears. Now she was finally his. &nbsp;<br><br><br>Dresden began to awake, her first few movement were from her fingers moving over the satin of the outfit he had placed her in. It would take a few more moments before her eyes would open up. Laying there still a bit dazed from the drugs she had been given, she wiped away the sleep in her eyes. Slowly she sat up trying to figure out where she was, or who was there with her.<br><br>The last thing she remembered was working out at home, and from there things had gone fuzzy. She glanced around the room taking note of what seemed to be a few video cameras pointed down a her. "Hello?" She looked directly into one camera hoping that maybe someone would show themselves. Dresden pushed her feet to the edge of the bed, stopping to get a better look at what she was wearing. Her hand ran over the white stocking on her legs and all the way up to the skimpy dress that barley covered her body. When she went to stand up her legs gave way, causing her to fall to the floor with a thud. She began to cry. "What is going on? Where am I ?.." she shifted her sad eyes up to the camera and screamed "Someone Answer me!!!"<br><br>She could not think of anyone in her life that wished her ill will, or anyone that she had pissed off in the past. Yet here she was in some unknown place, with a creepy feeling that she was being watched. Taking a deep breath Dresden pulled herself back onto the bed. Someone would have to come sooner or later, and then she would make them explain. Dresden looked small, but she had one hell of a bite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>31-12-2008, 23:20:43</strong>
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				Sitting in the large chair in his office he had four different views of her on the screen to his right. He smiled and turned down the speakers when he heard her began to shout. Watching her start to slowly come to grips with her surroundings he turned back to his central computer monitor. <br><br>He had been planning this for some time and intercepting her bills and phone calls. As he typed away and clicked he began to erase her history on her credit cards. Racking up massive charges today and even producing a bill of sale for her car. Everything she was now pointed to a woman who was out of control with her spending. She actually was being served an eviction notice that day as well, but that was another thing she did not know.<br><br>Turning his head he saw her still shouting and looking around. A small chuckle escaped his lips as he reached up and from the headphones on his head he lowered his microphone into place. "Dres" he said his voice carrying through the speaker on the wall into her room. "You need to settle down. If not then I will leave you in there for days and when your starving then we can talk. Now sit and behave and when I have finished we will talk."<br><br>He clicked off the sound again and pushed the mike away. He knew she would go even more crazy knowing she was being watched and that he had used the name her friends called her. As he pulled up her work email and set the away message making it look like she had taken an abrupt vacation he glanced at the monitors to watch her again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 00:10:19</strong>
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				<br><br>When his voice came through the speakers she could not place it, yet he spoke to her like he knew her on a more personal level. She scanned the different cameras then picked the one in front of her and spoke to it directly. "I want answers ...now!!" Who was this man who would just leave her in a room to starve? Her hands moved up into her hair, pulling the lace veil from it. "Is this some sick joke? Dressing me up as a bride?" she paused for a second but was unable to stop her anger from spewing forth. "Is it?!!!"<br><br>Tossing the veil down at the ground she stood up from the bed, this time she was more stable on her feet. Dresden walked around the room, stopping to look up at the high rise windows. It was unfortunate that there was no way she could escape through one of them.<br><br>Anyone who knew Dresden on a personal level would know that she was very down to earth. She was a hard working woman, who held two jobs. A full time job at a small office for a company who dealt timeshares, and then a part time job at one of the local doctor’s offices, filing away files during their off hours on the weekends. She was not someone who spent all her money on shoes or whatever it was that most woman spent their earning on. Instead she saved, and that money was going to go towards a down payment for a house. Dresden was one of the few women out there that was responsible, and held accountable for her own future.<br><br>Yet here she was dressed as what she would call a 'slutty bride' locked in a room with a man watching from a safe distance. "Have you no spine....show yourself." she growled slipping a stocking off her right leg and tossing it over one of the camera lens. "So that I might rip your face off..." She pulled the stocking off her left leg walking over to the next camera and tossing it over the lens. She was sure to have enough fabric to cover them all, she figured that who ever was watching her would not like having his view of her blocked.<br>color]
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 19:14:39</strong>
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				Sighing gently he turned and watched the cameras being covered. She was going to be a fight of that he had no doubt, but any thing worth having was worth working for. Standing up from his desk he picked up the syringe gun for just in case. The fluid inside was a powerful paralytic taking just seconds to act, but keeping the person aware of their surroundings. Tucking it into the back of his belt he walked form the office and down the stairs.<br><br>At the bottom of the stairs he turned on the light. The landing area was small and mostly taken up by the large locked door with no window. The keypad near the handle would allow only him in. A small thumbprint scanner was also located just above the knob in case he needed to get in quickly. Taking a breath he steeled himself. He knew this was going to be the worst time for her and he expected her to be openly hostile. It would take some time to break her, but that was part of the reason she was here. <br><br>Reaching up he slid the view port to the side on the door. It allowed him to see into the room, but only his eyes were visible from the other side. Watching her anger seethe for a moment longer he cleared his throat then spoke through the view port. "We have a lot to talk about. You have a lot of questions. If you want any answers your going to pick up the outfit gather yourself and sit on the bed on your hands. You have thirty seconds. Failure to do as I tell you means one day with no food or water." leaning back down he watched her waiting to see his little hellcats reaction. He knew she was tough, but she was also smart and had to by now realize that escape on her own was impossible.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 19:34:35</strong>
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				Dresden turned shortly after spouting her temper off at the camera, hearing the sound of a door of some sort opening. She growled seeing a pair of eyes staring at her through the view port. Then he spoke.<br><br>“Questions… yeah I have questions” If he was going to give her answers she would comply for now. Dresden took the parts of the outfit that she had ripped off and walked over to the bed. Weather it took her more then thirty seconds to do so she was not sure. Once on the bed she sat on her hands like she requested, she also crossed one leg over the other in waiting.<br><br>“Stupid prick…wait till you are in here” she mumbled under her breath. It was rather obvious that he knew a bit about her. He had taken her from her home, and there was reason why it was her, not just some random kidnapping. Though she really questioned the whole bride outfit, and what this creep had set in his mind. “I did as you asked…I’m ON the bed” Her deep blue eyes were glaring at the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 19:51:19</strong>
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				Seeing her complying he reached down and punched the key code in. The door buzzed and clicked unlocked. Stepping inside quickly he shut the door behind him and stood with his back to it. <br><br>He was a large man standing over six feet tall. Wide shoulders and a thick neck crowed the top of his torso and made it obvious he had worked on his build. His hard was cut very short on his head and the hint of a days growth of beard was on his face. His eyes were gray with flecks of green in them and they locked onto her blue ones. The twinge of red in his facial hair gave away a bit more of his heritage as well. He wore a black shirt and a pair of jeans and boots to cover his feet. <br><br>His gaze was stern, but not menacing as he stared at her and folded his arms across his barreled chest. When he spoke his voice was carrying the same authority as his eyes. "Now you sit there on your hands and ask one question at a time. If this goes well then we will see about dinner. Misbehave or get up and your going to be in for a very rough night"
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				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 20:03:37</strong>
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				She could hear the beeps of a code being typed in, and soon after the door opened and he walked into the room with her. Her first impressing besides that he was a prick, was that he was a good looking prick. Being that he was rather built she had a haunch that in a match he would most likely take her down, and hence why she did not&nbsp; throw a few punches towards his face.<br><br>His eyes locked with hers and he spoke again. He was really going to make her work for her answers instead of explaining the whole situation outright. <em>Fine </em> she thought. Dresden took a few seconds to think over her first question.<br><br>“How do you know me?” That seemed like a good start, and then she added, since she was being calm. “Why am I here?” she would wait and hope he would answer both questions. Even though she was sitting pretty on the bed, her eyes were cold, and wishing him ill will.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 20:29:26</strong>
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				Trying to not show his amusement as he stared at her he could tell she had sized him up and thought better of flying into him with a rage. She was smart he had known that during the first week he had watched her and he was glad to see that despite her situation she could still keep her head. <br><br>After she asked her questions he drew out a long pause before answering. During that time his eyes left her face and wandered up and down her body. The effect of her taking items off to cover his cameras meant that more of her skin was revealed to him and he wondered if she knew just how much she was giving away right now. <br><br>"I know you because for the last 6 months I have been a part of every aspect of your life. I know your job, your habits, your friends, and even your secrets" he finally said as his eyes came back up to meet hers. "You are here because someone wants you here" he said cryptically not mentioning that person was him. <br><br>"Now I think i have been generous with those two so now you have to make a choice because nothing comes free" he unfolded his arms and put on hand behind him his fingers closing over the pneumatic injector just in case. "You can ask more questions, but for every question you want answered your going to have to endure some bondage" his statement was matter of fact and betrayed none of the excitment that his eyes held at the prospect.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 20:50:32</strong>
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				<br><br>As he answered her first question her mouth dropped, had this man really found out that much about her? And why had she not noticed someone pop up in the six months that he had been watching her. She scoffed, at him half rolling her eyes. “There is no way that you know every aspect of my life, I don’t have many secrets but the one I have I have never told a soul about…” she thought over that last statement, and she was pretty sure that she was correct.<br><br>When he went on to answer her second question she lurched forward for just a second, feeling her anger get the best of her. “That is not an answer; you are walking around that question….” No she damned herself for asking why, when she should have asked who. Her head turned away from him fighting the want to say some dangerous words.<br><br>“Nothing comes for free?” she perked up and his mentioning a price for each question from that point on. “Your setting the price as bondage?...is this a sick joke?...bondage?” It was like she could not believe what she was hearing.<br><br>&nbsp;Dresden slipped her hands out from under her, but she made no threat of attack on him. He really had her lost in thought. <em>Well as long as I ask a few questions, the bondage can’t get too heavy. Hand cuffs, maybe so much as my feet retrained.</em> Dresden was Very inexperienced when it came to people kinks; she had no idea how far he could take this little game of his.<br><br>“Fine…” Her blue eyes turned back to him with intent to get the information that she needed. “First question… WHO wants me here? And second… in a detailed answer…why does this person want me here?” She would wait to see where this landed her before she fished for more information.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 21:18:03</strong>
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				Pulling his hand from behind his back he released the needle and took a step back out of the room. The door had not locked behind him in case he had wanted to make a quick escape. Grabbing a bag that was just outside the door he slid back in without ever turning away from her. This time when the door slid shut there was an audible click as the locks moved into place. <br><br>Dropping the bag on the floor he kneeled down and pulled two coils of rope form the bag and stood back up. The rope was simple white and coiled very neatly. "Two questions" he said as he undid one coil of rope and let one of the ends drop to the floor "two bindings".<br><br>He took a few steps closer to her and then gestured with his hand. "Stand up turn around. Put your hands behind your head and lace your fingers" he spoke in the same tone in which he had ordered her the first time "Ropes go on before questions get answered"
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				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 21:27:43</strong>
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				Dresden raised a brow when he took out a bag from around the door he had entered through. He had this planned from the very beginning. She clenched her teeth at the thought. She continued watching him as he pulled the two ropes from the bag. Made sense two questions, two ropes, though did not mean she enjoyed the thought of being tied up.<br><br>“So be it…” She stood up, going along with the rules for now. She placed her hands behind her back, making sure to lace her fingers like he wanted. “Don’t cause me any pain…” her tone of voice was rather demanding, but she had a feeling he would do as he wished…which scared her more then anything at the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 21:40:24</strong>
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				He worked quickly and efficiently. His hand came up and grasped her elbow pulling her back towards him. Bringing the rope up in almost no time at all he had her wrists bound together behind her head. Her fingers were interlaced into a double fist and her wrists were brought together and then tied off snug. It was not to tight, but he was very confident she could not get out of it. <br><br>"I want you here" he said as he tightened the last knot in place "and since your being so cooperative you may as well know you were selected from a long list of candidates". He then kept his hand on her elbow to keep her hands behind her head. <br><br>As he uncoiled the other rope with his free hand he brought it up and around her waist. Bringing it around her middle he then spun her to face him the rope in front by her belly button. "To answer the second question" he said as he kneeled down and then grasped the rope and guided it between her knees. "I have brought you here for many reasons" he said as he passed it between her legs and then grasping her hip spun her around again in front of him. Standing up he tugged on the rope and brought it up tightly against her crotch and then snugged it off tightly finishing the crotch rope for his second binding.<br><br>Taking a step back from her he folded his arms again as he finished talking "I would think you could guess by your attire what the main one would be" 
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				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 22:01:01</strong>
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				Dresden kept her arms relaxed so that he would not make thing to tight, and she was soon finding out that he had done this before, which did not make her comfortable at all. She closed her eyes while he did the tying, she took this time to practice some breathing exercises to help ease her nerves, and they did not always help like to wish them to though.<br><br>&nbsp;With her hands tied behind her head he gave her the first answer. “You….You drugged me, kidnapped me and then dragged me here…” He was lucky that he tied her hands; else her hands would be around his throat. “Candidates...” she could not help but laugh “I don’t remember entering a contest for a one way trip into Hell…” She glared at him, and if looks could have killed, well he would have been dead long ago.<br><br>The next rope and bondage he spun her around a few times making her a bit dizzy, the drugs were still having a bit of an after effect on her still. She looked down as he finished of the last knot seeing and feeling the rope tightly against her crotch. “This is a bit much…” Any way she moved, little or big she felt the rope rub against her. “You have got to be kidding…a bride. I won’t marry you…your ugly, have no taste, and oh I forgot you’re a huge fucking creep…” This is where she lost it, Dresden fell back on the bed staring up toward the sky and she let forth a scream of rage and frustration. <br><br>After a moment of screaming she went quite, then spoke. “So here I am….tied up.” She cursed herself for ever playing this game. “ In this stupid bride outfit….what now?”
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 22:09:35</strong>
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				Chuckling slightly at her child like antics he turned around and walked slowly across the room back to the bag. Drawing out another piece of white rope he straightened as eh began to uncoil it. "You know acting like a child is not going to help you much. Your anger is venting I understand, but you need to consider your situation" he stopped as he reached the edge of the bed. <br><br>"Your someplace you do not know with someone you do not know. That person has control not only over your freedom, but your basic needs for sustaining life. Your out of your league here Dres" he stated matter of factly. Then he reached down and grasped her elbow again. With a show of strength he flipped her over onto her face. <br><br>"And since you asked another question" he said referring to snide 'what now' comment "I get another piece of rope". Winding it between her wrists he then drew it down along her spine and looped it through the back of the snug crotch rope. This had a nice two pronged effect; one she could not bring her hands back in front of her and two every small movement of her hands tugged on the rope between her legs. <br><br>"To answer your question I suppose it depends on you" he said as he stood up from the bed to look down at her with some amusement. "Your the one in control of the situation right now. The way you act can effect you even more then you know. I guess you should ask yourself a question. Are you going to play nice?" he said and then folded his arms again "or am I going to have to educate you on just how helpless you are?" 
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				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 22:26:00</strong>
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				<br>Her eyes shifted over to him just at the right time to see him pull out a third rope. “Wait….” She thought back and realized she asked him another question. “Gahhh…I hate you…” He could call her antics childish, but any girl in her place would be the same way.<br><br>She felt him take hold of her elbow, and then found herself quickly flipped face down onto the bed. “Out of my league, says the man because the woman is TIED up!!” She was pretty sure with the way she was feeling that he would come out of a fight with a good deal of pain.<br><br>“Yeah, yeah, another question another rope….asshole” She tested the rope and found out quick that trying to move her hand had a bad effect between her legs. “This is cruel….C.R.U.E.L” Dresden sighed. “I have no choice but to play nice…can’t even ask a question without you pulling another rope from you bag of tricks” She was find her position quite uncomfortable right about now. It was unfortunate for her that with the movements she had made it had caused her panties to move in a way that bared her sex to him.<br><br>As a woman who loved to exercise he had taken special care of her body, perhaps doing thing that not all women did. Such as shaving, her sex was smooth and soft as silk, she did because he like the way it looked in the mirror, and because she loved to swim a lot. Was it a bonus to him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 22:48:39</strong>
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				He shook his head as she was still defiant. Looking down at her he could see that her panties had slid to the side and now the rope was on her bared and smooth pussy. It was not the first time he had seen it, but now that she was awake and fighting him so hard it was the first time he had seen it move. <br><br>Her words were having an impact on him past venting her frustrations. Turning he walked to the bag and grasped a roll of tape from it. He was going to educate her on just how helpless her situation was. Walking towards the small toilet area he prepared he grabbed two tissues from beside the sink then came to the bed. <br><br>He was silent as he flipped her over onto her back and then quickly straddled her waist. He was certain she could feel his weight pressing down on her but right now her comfort was not his concern. Setting down the tissues next to her head took the tape and tore off a six inch piece. Tossing the rest of the roll aside he grasped her chin with one hand and plastered the other over her mouth and face. <br><br>Confident that the tape was secured he smoothed his hand over it one time to make sure it was flat then leaned down closer to her. "I have seen you do your workouts and self defense moves. I assure you Dres that you would be no match for me. I have killed men twice your size with nothing but my hands. However since you seem to be missing just how helpless you truly are your going to see". His voice was not louder then a whisper, but he was certain the menace would carry through. <br><br>Wadding up the tissue paper with one hand he kept his firm grip on her chin. He then stuffed the tissue up one nostril. Repeating the process with the other one he tore off one more piece of tape and slapped it over her nose to hold the tissue in place. <br><br>"Think your so tough? When you realize just how helpless you are snap your fingers and I will let you breathe again" he said and then stood up from the bed looking down to watch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>01-01-2009, 23:12:23</strong>
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				Dresden watched him go to the bag again, this time pulling a roll of tape out. Then he left out of her sight, and she tried to roll her head around to find him. Thankfully he had quickly come back, and with tissue in his hand? She would not understand what he was going to do with it.<br><br>Once again he moved her, this time rolling her on her back. Dresden just stared up at him as he strattled her waist, his weight not really the issues but what he was going to do with the tape and the tissue. She when to speak, but he had taken the tape and placed it over her mouth, forcing her to breath through her nose. Now she was frightened, and it would show in her eyes. A new side of her to say the least.<br><br>He spoke harshly to her, telling her that she was no math, Dresden squinted her eyes, flinching as he to her spoke. His hand held a firm grip on her chin, not allowing her to look away from him, and then she could have never predicted his next move. Having him shove the tissue up each nostril, and then placing another strip of tape over her nose. This sent her into a panic gasping for air that just was not going to come to her. Snap her fingers, she tried, but he had her lace her fingers together. So there he stood watching her suffocate, and with her on her back it would just look like she was struggling to fight his simple request. He had gained her fear that was for sure. But the pain of suffocating was the only worry in her mind.<br><br>It would not take long before her eyes would roll back in her head and her gasping come to a slow stop. Dresden had blacked out, all due to the fact that she was unable to snap her fingers with the knots he had tied. If he did not act soon, he would loose the girl he had spent six months watching, was it going too much of a loss for him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 02:10:06</strong>
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				Watching her he could see the signs. Was she really so stubborn that she would die rather then give in to him. Shaking his head he watched her kick and struggle, but her eyes were pleading with him. He worried for a moment then her eyes rolled up and she blacked out. Looking at her he suddenly realized where his mistake had been.<br><br>Leaning down he tore the tape form her mouth in a single pass then covered her mouth with his. Her nose was closed off by the tape still as he breathed into her lungs a few times and he felt her start to draw a ragged breath. Snarling and cursing himself he tore the tape and tissue from her nose as well and stalked across the room. <br><br>She would be fine it was no different then a sleeper hold and she had only been without air for a heartbeat. When she woke up she would have a headache and sure sense of how horrible the feeling is of suffocation. Shaking his head and pacing around the room he kicked himself again for having not planned this moment out better. Six months of tracking two years of choosing for all of it to be blown on the first day. Stopping in his tracks he quietly made certain not to let her goad him into acting so rashly again. <br><br>Turning to look at her he cocked his head. His mind was clicking now and he had to turn this around as quickly as he could. She did not know he had made a mistake. She probably thought he was just sadistic and was watching her die. Either way that was working to his advantage and he now had the fear of what he could truly do to her in her head. <br><br>Moving back over beside the bed he straightened her legs, checked her breathing, and propped her up against the pillows. She was going to be sore when she woke up, but he would not let her think he did not care. He sat on the edge and watched her. Mostly to make an impression on her mind, he told himself. No part of him would ever admit it was because he was suddenly terrified of losing her and being alone again. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 04:23:22</strong>
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				He had acted quickly enough that she would come out of the situation with no long term harm. Dresden would not be too likely to press point with him for awhile at least, which could be seen as a plus for the most part. Her head had started to throb almost the instant he had her breathing again, it would bring her around quickly, but he would find her a bit dazed for awhile.<br><br>&nbsp;Propped up against the pillows on the bed, and with him sitting on the edge, Dresden opened her eyes. Everything in front of her remained a blur, long enough that she was able to think back, and go over her thoughts. Had he known that she would black out, or did he forget that her hands were bond? It did not make sense that he would set her up to fail if what he wanted was her to relent to him, unless he really wanted her to fear him, witch was very possible.<br><br>Her eyes shifted to him, his face clear as day. Her lips pursed wondering if a simple request would be granted. “Please remove the tape from me nose” She could handle the tissue if she had too, but the tape was very uncomfortable. He had won the battle; even he knew that, but what about the war? How much of this torture would she have to endure from him?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 04:28:22</strong>
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				Projecting a calm demeanor he raised an eyebrow at her request. Obviously the entire thing had had an effect on her since this was the first time she had spoken in a civil tone and also offered a please instead of a demand. He also was pleased she did not open her mouth and hurl an insult at him. Reaching out he grasped the tape and pulled it off the soft tissue coming with it as he did so. Balling it up and tossing it across the room he then tunred his focus back to her. <br><br>"Now you can see I am indeed quite serious about this. I have some things to attend to, but I was wondering if you had any other questions before I left you for a time?" he spoke plainly. He did not venture towards her or threaten her in any way. He had the feeling that his point was made in stark and frightening way. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 04:42:36</strong>
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				She stared at him for just a moment , thinking of the harm a question could bring to her. What the hell: "You plan on leaving me tied up all day?" she still did not noticed that she was very much exposed to him, and that was most likely for the best right now. Now that the tape and tissues was gone from her nose she noticed a burn, an after effect from her paniced breathing.<br><br>She thought about the question, and quickly decided to phrase it mare of as a request. "Rather would you please untie me? I will behave" She looked sincere in this promise, she was not ready for round two just yet, that would not occur until he had pushed undiscovered buttons.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 05:12:00</strong>
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				Standing up from the bed he stroked his chin slowly thinking about her request. He had thought about just leaving the room and leaving her bound for all of her willfullness earlier, but she seemed genuine in her request and she did once again ask nicely. <br><br>Reaching down he drew her to her feet in front of him. Spinning her around he slowly began to undo the ropes holding her. He started with the rope that held her wrists to the vicious crotchrope and when he removed it he made certain to tug gently and dig the rope in deeper. Next he removed the evil rope itself and with a smile he moved her panties to cover her sex again. Smirking as he stood up to let her know in no doubt that he had indeed seen her shaved smooth pussy. <br><br>Standing in front of her again he took a firm hold on her elbow and spoke very close to her face. He smelled slightly of cologne and standing so close to her he could sense she was still dazed from the look in her eyes. "I will return to you in two hours. I will be bringing dinner with me. If you plan on eating it when I arrive you will be dressed as I had you and you will mind your manners" <br><br>After finishhing his statement he spun her around and began to undo the knots. "Keep your hands behind your head until I leave or I will put you in the most uncomfortable position I can think of" he said as he removed the knots. Stepping away from her he gathered up the tape and the ropes stuffing them back in the bag. He then moved to the door. Reaching up he placed his thumb on the scanner high over the door frame. <br><br>That was his smartest idea. No key out the only way was stretch him up to his full height and stickhis thumb on the pad. Something she would not be able to do even if she knocked him out. As the door clicked he stepped outside then turned to her. "Two hours" he said and then slid the door shut and slid the lock into place. <br><br>Setting down the bag he breathed a sigh. That had not gone as bad as he had feared, nor had it gone as well as he had hoped. Either way it was a start and he had established his dominance. He climbed the stairs to the kitchen and when he reached the top he began the long preparation of fixing her favorite meal. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 14:52:03</strong>
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				Dresden knew that asking nicely would get her a better response, then if she would have demanded that he remove the restraints. Once she was put on her feet she knew he had given into her request. Her eyes closed each time he spun her around, and slowly she felt the ropes loosen up around her. When he tugged the deeper, Dresden gasped and looked down just in time to see him fix her panties back over her sex. Her face went beat red. She was unsure how long she had been exposed, but by the smirk on his face she figured that she was exposed for a good period of time.<br><br>Dresden Sat back on the bed and felt him take hold of her elbow. Pretty soon he was eye level with her, speaking closely, she listened. It was like he was talking to her as if she was a child, which she did not enjoy. Telling her that he would return with dinner, and that if she wanted to eat she would mind her manners and be dressed they way he had her done up in the first place. When his voice trailed off she sighed, then quickly found herself being spun around again, this time them rope’s coming off. Keeping her hands behind her head she did as he told her to do. Dresden did not like that think of having to deal with the ropes again.<br><br>&nbsp;Once he left the room, she stood up looking for the stockings she had tossed over the camera lens. With a few tries she was able to pull them down, and slip them back over her silky smooth legs. Putting the dress back together was not a hard task, but fixing her hair was another story. She used the small reflection of one of the camera lens, and releases her hair from the bobby pins that held it up tight. With her hair down she looked more like a woman then a girl, but it was not often that he wore her hair around her shoulders. Running her finger through her hair she brushed out any tangles, and soon found her look presentable. Not like she was trying to impress him, but still.<br><br>The rest of her time was spent relaxing on the bed in waiting for his return. The more she thought about food, the more her stomach grumbled and begged for it. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 15:06:43</strong>
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				Spending the next two hours in the kitchen was not a task he minded at all. He enjoyed cooking and took his time preparing their dinner. Taking great pains to get it right he had a fantastic pasta dish with angel hair linguine, chorizo, and vegtables steaming on the plate. He also went to the refrigerator and retrieved a light red wine. He collected everything he needed in a picnic basket before heading back down the stairs. <br><br>Reaching the door he peaked in and saw her relaxing on the bed. Deciding she could behave herself he punched in the code and swung the door open. Stepping inside with the basket he did not say a word. He was pleased to see she had done what she could to put herself back together and was behaving herself for the time being. <br><br>Stopping between the door and the bed he set the basket down and took out a large blanket spreading it across the carpetted floor. Sitting down on the far edge of it he reached in the basket and took out the wine, which was in a plastic carafe. He poured two plastic glasses full and set one over in front of where she would sit. Reaching in he then took out two plates of the steaming pasta and sausage placing hers on the far side and a smaller plate in front of him. <br><br>He then collected the plastic utensils and settled them on the blanket as well making certain he had everything she would need for her meal. "Before you eat" he said clearing his throat and speaking for the first time since entering "I want you to taste something". Reaching in the basket he pulled out a plastic bowl with clear plastic wrap over the top. Inside was a white paste looking substance that had a strange consistency. Setting the bowl beside her plate he motioned to it. "This is what you will eat when I am unhappy with you from now on. I will not waste my time preparing a meal for someone who is ungrateful or hurtful" he said without looking at her. <br><br>Raising up his wine glass he looked at her and fought down the urge inside of himself to leap across the room and force himself onto her young and tight form. "Please, join me" he said as he took the first sip from his glass then put it down and laughed. "And during dinner you may ask questions without bindings" he said with a chuckle before adding "but I also do not have to answer them"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 15:56:14</strong>
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				(http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a290/apochoszay/SportyDresden.jpg)<br><br>(A sporty look for her ^^ I will post more pics as I find and tweak them)<br><br><br><br>Dresden did not sit up when he entered the room; in fact she did not seem moved at all by his presence. Her eyes remains in front of her, her hands pulling the hem of the short skirt down so the she was less exposed. He did happen to stop in front of her which made it easy for her to watch him lay out what he had brought them for dinner. Her eyes first scanned the wine. <em>Drugged, or will be drugged most likely…trust you I do not. You drugged me once, and I won’t put it past you again</em>. Then she watched as he took two plates out one a decent size, and the next smaller. It did not take long for the smell to hit her, her stomach making her jolt forward to have a better look. <em>How does he know so much about me? My favorite dish…</em> It really scared her how in depth he knew her, yet she had not one clue who he was.<br><br>It seemed like he had everything so well prepared, plastic instead of glass, and plastic utensils instead of silverware .Would not want to put a weapon in her hand after all. Though she was not likely going to try and fight a man who just tried to kill her off with tissue and tape. <br><br>Finally he spoke and she went to her knees on the bed when he pulled the plastic bowl from the basket. She raised a brow at the pasty look substance. “I have to taste that…I can’t just take your word for it?”&nbsp; If he knew her like he said he did then he would know about her bad gag reflex from eating or swallowing disgusting things. Her tossing her cookies in front of him was going to make their dinner no more pleasant then it already was going to be. “Honestly I get the picture…Don’t want to make you mad…lesson learned”&nbsp; If it came down to it she would stand up for herself against anything she felt strongly against, and when dinner would come around he did not mention anything about forcing the goop down her throat.<br><br>He asked her to join him, and so she slipped down off the bed, not really bothering to cover up anything she did not want him looking at. She was hungry, and it was after all her favorite dish. “So I can ask questions, but you don’t have to answer?...I have this feeling you won’t answer any of the ones I have, but I will toss them out there” She kneeled down on her knees, it seemed&nbsp; more lady like then sitting cross legged, and looked down at the food. She had not been given the ok to eat, without having tasted the goop, so she waited for his “ok”.<br><br>“How will this work? I got the picture that I’m a bride, is that really why I’m here, to become your wife?” Now her picture of what a wife was, was most likely different then his. “I mean…” she paused shifting her weight. “I don’t understand, I’m not anything, or have done anything that would give off a wife vibe…so to speak.” She was not a good cook, she was not ready for kids, and she hated cleaning, though she kept a tidy house. The things a wife would do, she could not see herself doing. “And if you were so interested in me, why not approach me on the street…ask for my number…try dating me.” She looked into his eyes, something she had not done since blacking out. “Why did you have to drug me and drag me here?” Dresden looked away then, bringing all of her long hair to the right side of her neck her index finger twirled around a few strands. She often did this when she was nervous, that and biting on her lower lip.<br><br><br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 01:04:17</strong>
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				Seeming to not mind she did want to try the white substance he placed it back in the basket. "I will accept that" he said to her after she made her comment "be aware it makes a better paste for children's art projects then a food, but you can survive on it". Hiding it away in the basket he was certain he had made his point and he let it pass from his mind. <br><br>He listened to all of her questions with his eyes focused on her. Her every moment and nuance he had studied in meticulous detail over the last months so he was very in tune to her body language. As she finished her roll of questions he turned his head and drew a breath then took a sip of his wine. <br><br>"Well first off" he said turning back and motioning his head toward her plate "please eat. I can hear your stomach from here and it took me some time before I could make the sausage to taste like the ones you got from Pepito's, but I think I got pretty close and would like your opinion". <br><br>Satisfied that she was going to begin to eat he took a fork full for himself and chewed it very slowly. His plate was much smaller then hers and he took very small bites. In between his nibbling he did his best to answer her questions. <br><br>"Obviously a formal ceremony is out, but the bridal wear was more to signify your start to a new life and to your introduction to being with me. As far as a 'wife vibe' you have never accepted and continue to fight that what some people are looking for is not the standard or the norm and that is also acceptable. Beauty and appreciation of that beauty is in the eye of the beholder and you never allowed yourself that credit."<br><br>Pausing for a moment to chew his food he then put down his fork having only eaten perhaps half of his plate. Seeing her still attacking hers he slid his plate across the blanket closer and indicated if she wanted more that his was available. <br><br>"As you have so calmly pointed out earlier I am not a normal guy and as luck would have it I can honestly say that hiding from you was not so difficult as you may think. You were pretty wrapped up in your own life to notice someone just watching. I choose not to tell you everything at this point, because quite honestly you and I both know you would not accept it. So lets just leave it at the fact that I had my reasons and instead of dwelling on a situation that has already come to pass your time might have been better spent trying to find out what I expected of you."<br><br>He was not being threatening or condescending in any way. He stated the facts and smiled drinking down the rest of his wine glass and then refilling it. "I can tell you that this is the first time we have had dinner together and I am hoping you enjoyed what I made"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 04:03:13</strong>
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				<br><br>Dresden was please to see him put the bowl of goop away, allowing her to what he made for her. Since he began to answer her questions. She began to eat. Small bites mind you, she still had manners even when being as hungry as she was. To her surprise he was right, and perhaps she dared to say he had out done Pepitos in flavor. It was wonderful; she would eat the entire plate, but not once touch the wine. Dresden was still very weary of taking even a sip.<br><br>“So then I won’t be your wife by law?” she questioned after he mentioned a formal ceremony being out. Dresden did not take too much compliment out of his little speech on how she did not allow herself to think she was beautiful, because he was wrong. When ever she looked in the mirror she never regretted what she saw staring back at her. She excised to keep in shape, so that in part she could continue to feel good about herself and be able to live an active life style.<br><br>“May I at least ask if you actually hide yourself, or were you merely around and I never took notice of you?” The later would have bothered her more; she had always considered herself a very detail oriented person, picking up on the unusual things in her life, no matter how small.<br><br>&nbsp;Placing her plate down off her lap, she found herself rather full, pleasantly full, and not stuffed. “So what is expected of me, what purpose do I serve in your life?” Her hands folded up in her lap waiting to find out more from him.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 04:32:07</strong>
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				After seeing her not touch her wine he was slightly insulted. He had after all pured it form the same carafe he was drinking from and he had not passed out. Trying not to let this fact ruin what was turning out to be a good dinner he leaned back a bit and considered her questions. <br><br>"I will mearly say that I have eaten dinner in the same places, gotten coffee at the same times, and even once in the book store I bumped into you on accident when you came around a corner. Perhaps you need to consider that I do not have the best demeanor for meeting women". As he finished he did not let the sarcasm be hidden in his voice. <br><br>"As for purpose in my life" he began again after a moment to let that sink in "right now your the focus of my life. I have spent six months planning this and I plan on seeing it through. I have you could say a demented set of tastes. I think nothing in sexier then a woman bound for pleasure forced to do the bidding of a controlling master. That's not the sort of thing you can just come out and ask a person. My time is limited and I can not wait anymore". Stopping there he suddenly looked like he had said to much and began to pack up the dinner in the basket his face turning slightly red as his jaw set firmly.He had crossed his own line without thinking and now he had given her more then she needed to know. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 04:48:46</strong>
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				Dresden listened quietly, but after a point she did a double take on the fact that he said the world master. After he finished she put a hand on her throat. “Master?....” She began to pray that she heard him wrong. “Please, please do not tell me that you plan on making me your slave?” How had she not seen that coming, people these days were wicked, and he was indeed a wicked man, but she was truly shocked.<br><br>“Please understand I have worked hard to make myself equal with men. If you really mean what you just said…it would ruin everything I have worked towards.” Dresden stood, up and looked down at herself. “I was that blind… to have not seen it till now. You really plan on…” She thought over a few new stories she had read in the past, about women living second lives, or one particular kidnapping that a woman had had to endure being a mans slave for years. “Please…” She felt herself getting sick at the idea. Her thoughts panicked and he had not even told her more then the fact that he found it sexy….but you also said he had demented tastes.<br><br>“I can’t breath…” she walked over to the far window looking up out of the windows. What Dresden needed was to calm down, and try as she might she was just too overwhelm with what little information he had given her. “Air…” she did not know how she looked, panicked and more scarred then she had ever been in her life
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 05:36:39</strong>
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				Standing up he picked up the picnic basket and then walked to the door. Pushing the button and hearing the buzz it clicked open and he stepped into the doorway turning around. "Come to grips with your fate quickly" he snarled as he slammed the door the locks clicking into place. <br><br>Stalking up the stairs he was fuming. Muttering under his breath he reached the kitchen and set the basket down then turned and went to his office. Slamming himself down in his chair he clicked off the monitor showing her room. <br><br>Fuming he spun in his chair to look at the wall. She had acted like he was some common rapist randomly choosing women off the street. He had taken care of her money and bank accounts selected a suitable story to tell her family and even chosen a wardrobe similar to the one she had at home for her off days. He had taken great pains with her, but she could not see any of that. <br><br>Looking at the plaque on the wall he stared it down until the sun had started to settle behind the hills. Standing up he turned and headed for the stairs. Reaching the bottom of them quickly he opened the cabinet on the other side. Selecting a few new items he placed them into the bag he had used before. Closing his eyes he slowed his breathing then cracked his neck. If she wanted to meet a monster he was going to give her one. <br><br>Punching in the code he slammed the door open and stepped in shutting it behind him until the lock clicked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 06:24:03</strong>
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				Dresden had no desire to meet a monster, but the word ‘master’ just kept replaying in her head over and over. Slavery was a thing of the past, and yet she was staring it in the face. She turned away from the window, sliding down the wall, till she sat on the ground. “I would have rather you married me…” He had long left, so it was more of a comment for her to hear.<br><br>People only talked of the bad when it came to slavery, and being that she was not sexually active she did not know much about many kinks people had, and what extent they took them. Was it really that hard to understand why she reacted the way she did?<br><br>Dresden was not sure how long she had been sitting there on the floors but when she heard the sound of one of the doors she glanced up. She was much calmer now, and then what she was when he stormed out of the room. He gave her very little information, did not explain much of anything. Just small facts which left her with her own assumptions. She hoped that things were not going to be as bad as he made them sound, but it was hard telling since she knew very little about this man.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 06:48:43</strong>
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				Looking at her in almost the same place he left her he reached into the bag drawing out the coils of white rope he had used earlier on her. Walking up to her he reached down and grasped her by the elbow pulling her to her feet in front of him. He was silent as he spun her around to face the wall pushing her firmly against it. Keeping his hand on her back he reached out and grasped each of her arms pulling them back behind her. <br><br>He was not wasting time now and instead of binding her wrists he instead bound her snugly at her elbows. Then taking the rope he wound it down her arm to meet up at her wrists criss crossing it along the way. Working in eerie silence he pushed her hard against the wall and then turned walking across the room to the bag. <br><br>Retrieving two more items and palming them in his hand he walked back over to her. Pressing her against the wall by pushing his body up against her he moved his head near her ear. "I guess since you think I am a monster I will act the part" he said in a low tone. Reaching up to her mouth he grasped her jaw and then pushed a white soft ballgag into her mouth. The gag had multiple straps and after tightening the one behind her head he secured the strap under her chin holding it deeply in place. <br><br>"Time to show you why I brought you here" he said once he had her mouth secured. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 16:12:25</strong>
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				As soon as he pulled the ropes from the bag, she knew she was in trouble, though for the life of her she was not sure what she had done. “What are you going to do?...” her voice cracked as he pulled to her feet, grasping her elbow. He spun her around and pressed her against the wall, pulling both arms behind her. Dresden tried to pull away, but her struggle was not hard like it could have been. He worked quietly which told her that she should just keep quite and just pray that what he was doing would not involve pain, or anything that would humiliate her to much.<br><br>The way he bound her arms was not comfortable, but she could imagine him doing worse, and when she was turned around she watched him closely as he was to the bag pulling a ball gag from the bag. “I never said you were a monster….but you act like what you are doing is just fine. Taking a woman against her will, drugging her, dragging her and locking her in a room….is criminal. It’s called kidnapping. I don’t want to be your slave…I will not call you master.” As he walked toward her she knew she had better get everything off her chest now. “You’re a good looking guy, you did your research on me, I’m flattered, but this is not a life style I want to live…” He took hold of her jaw and forced the gag in her mouth.<br><br>While it was loose she tongued it trying to push it out, but her efforts where all for nothing. Soon the gag was held deeply in her mouth, she could bite down but nothing but whimpers could be heard.<br><br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 19:54:29</strong>
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				Once the gag was secured tightly past her lips he tugged on her arm. Pulling her out to the middle of the room. Once there he pushed down on her shoulder while his foot came up and pushed softly on the back of her knee. This caused her knee to buckle and with his pressure on her upper body he pushed her to her knees on the floor in front of him. <br><br>Stalking around her slowly he came to stand in front of her. Folding his arms across his chest he looked won and stared for a moment. He wanted her gaze on him so he waited until she looked. Then he spoke. <br><br>"Until such a time as I decide your mouth is usefull your going to find it stuffed. Be it with a gag or something else of my choosing you should get used it" he paused there letting that statement sink in for its full meaning. <br><br>"By choice or by force you are now my sexual slave. I would have preferred by choice, but since all you can see fit to do in this situation is see the negative then it will be by force" unfolding his arms he kneeled down in front of her and grasped her chin. "I think you would have found by choice to be much more pleasant".<br><br>Pushing her head to the side he stood back up and crossed the room to his bag. With nothing to to fear he&nbsp; picked it up and brought it closer setting it down on the floor near her as he reached inside.&nbsp; The first item he pulled from it was some kind of a leather blindfold with a soft padded inside. Working it down he quickly had it secured over her head blocking all vision and leaving her in utter darkness. She had seen him and she had seen the room, but he did not always want her to see what was coming. <br><br>Next he retrieved a short pole with leather straps on either end. Moving down behind her he dropped the pole between her ankles and then secured each them in a leather strap. This spreader bar kept her feet slightly apart, but it did allow her to close her knees. <br><br>Standing up then he wondered just exactly where he should start. She had hurt him with her snide comments about not wanting to be his so he considered returning the favor as he reached into the bag and withdrew a leather flogger inside. Swishing it through the air a few times he let her hear the sound as he considered all of his options. <br><br>Smirking he dropped the flogger back in the bag and decided upon a different route. Taking a piece of rope he tied it in the middle of the spreader bar then fed it through her elbow bindings. Drawing it up tight this had the effect of bowing her body backwards and leaving her in a uncomfortable, but exposed position. <br>Kneeling down in front of her he drew a deep breath and licked his lips. <br><br>She looked incredibly taught stretched backward her breasts and body almost looking as if she was offering them up. He had denied himself for too long and reaching out he ran his hands first along the insides of her silky thighs then up her body slowly. Dragging along her skin he could feel her muscles quiver under his touch and after he reached her stomach he found his hands moving up and groping her offered breasts. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 23:32:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He pulled her into the middle of the room, and all she could do is whimper as he made her drop to her knees. He put himself in her view, waiting for her to look at him. Dresden looked up at him, though he was blurred by the tears welling up in her eyes. The fact was she was scared, and she knew whatever he planned to do would not be in her favor.<br><br>Would he really keep her mouth gagged? What if what she had to say was very important? It would not be something she could get use to, what girl could?<br><br>Then he hit her in the face with a big load of harsh fact. Tears were starting to stream down her cheeks; she shook her head trying to plead with him through her sad eyes. He came down in front of her kneeling, taking her chin in hand. She tried to mouth the word “please” but it came out in the form of a groan. His in tent was sexual, and force meant rape. Dresden did not want to go through life having to cope with memories of rape. She knew girls, heard stories about women never being the same afterwards. It was damaging, life changing.<br><br>&nbsp;Through panicked thoughts she had missed him crossing the room bringing the bag closer to where he was working. The next thing she knew she was being blind folded. Her sobs began to shake her body, the girl trembled in front him yet there he was getting ready to push on. She heard something else being pulled from the bag, and the answer to her question was answered when her legs were spread apart by a bar, and she was forced to bow backwards, breasts heaving in the air.<br><br>The sound of the flogger had not scared her, but being in this position made her feel more vulnerable then she had ever been in her life. Her whole body went stiff at his first touch on her thighs, and her body continued to tremble under his touch as he moved slowly up her body stopping to grope her lovely and very sensitive breasts.<br><br>Hate and disgusted racked her body, he was never going to willingly recive her body. This route he was taking would break her, she had no question about it. But through fear and or by bondage he would only get her submit. To willingly see her offer up her body, that she could never see happening…ever.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 23:59:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Feeling her soft body his hands wandered very slowly. He knew she could struggle and groan but she could not fight him off and so he took his time. His fingers played across her skin tracing designs along the stretched flesh and watching the way her muscles moved under the soft caress. Licking his lips he leaned in close and smelled her skin then let his tongue drag across the stretched muscles of her stomach. She tasted incredible to him her skin warm and salty as he kissed just above her navel and then pulled back. <br><br>Turning he reached into the bag beside him and grasps a strange looking belt. It was made of black leather and had several straps on it. Setting it over in front of her he reached in and grasped a small silver looking egg. Twisting the egg in his hands he felt it buzz to life in his fingers then inserted it in a pouch on the harness. <br><br>Sliding closer to her his knees on either side of hers to help hold her in place he began to place the harness on her. It wrapped around her thighs and waist and he tightened down the straps so that it was snug, but not tight. As he moved the front panel into place it was obvious the egg was buzzing in her most sensitive area and was not able to be moved. It was a soft gentle buzz not enough to do much but tease, but it settled in the perfect spot once he had the straps on. <br><br>Satisfied with his work he stood up from the floor and then walked to the door. Pushing his thumb on the door buzzed and then opened. "Enjoy Dres" he said as he stepped outside with the bag. Shutting the door he smiled and then headed up to his office to sit and watch the show. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 00:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No matter how good his touch felt, it made her skin crawl. He was touching her without her approval, and that made him a monster in her eyes. Dresden whimpered and groaned as he explored over her body, with both his hands and tongue. The position she was held in was starting to wear on her, her back ached, her arms and knees hurt, there was nothing good about being bowed back the way she was.<br><br>&nbsp;When he stopped, moving away to fetch a few thing from the bag she sighed. She did not like the fact that she could not see what he was doing, not knowing where he was, or look in his eyes to see his intent.<br><br>Turning her head to the buzzing sound, she felt something coming to wrap around her thighs and waist, and when the front panel touched her she yelped feeling the silver egg come in contact with her most sensitive of places. Even in the bowed position she was in she was able to move, and struggle. She did what she could to try and get the egg in a spot that did not make it buzz lightly against her clit.<br><br>“Enjoy Dres” he said, and then left her alone in the room.<br><br>It did not take long before the&nbsp; gentle buzz on her clit began to make her wet, and no matter how much she tried she could not get the egg to stop. Her groans and moans sounded like that of pleasure and perhaps it was a little, but most of it was from the frustration of the situation.<br><br>The minutes dragged along, and Dresden felt her self become more aroused despite how disgusted she was with what was happening to her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 00:46:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sitting in his office he turned on the sound monitors again and watched her struggle. Sipping the drink he had picked up on the way in he narrowed his eyes at her struggling form and tried not to lose control. She was incredibly sexy and seeing her bound and stimulated having quite an effect on his body as well. She must have known he was watching, but wondered how long it would be until she reached the point she would not care. <br><br>He timed her for thirty minutes and then rose form his chair and headed back down. He knew she could hear the buzz as he entered the room and walked over to her. reaching down he moved the chin strap to her gag and began to unbuckle it. Grasping the strap he finally spoke "I am going to put a water bottle to your lips. Drink. I do not want to hear one word or you get nothing. No promises on when the next drink you will get will be. When your done open your mouth so you an be regagged".<br><br>Pulling the gag out he opened the water bottle and placed it at her mouth. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 00:55:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Indeed she did hear the buzz of the door as he entered the door, but her mind was to focused on the the egg and the way it made her feel. She hated being so aroused, hated him for forcing her to be aroused. The buzz of the silver bullet was relentless, never giving her a moments break, or giving her a release.<br><br>His hand worked on the chin strap and&nbsp; once it was undone she could move her jaw again. He came back to give her water? why did he care if she was thirsty or not? that was odd, but she would never complain, and she would do as told. The water bottle touched her lips, the cool water splashing on her her face before she began to drink as much water as she could in the time he allowed. For the time she was drinking her mind was off the egg, her sole thought was to drain that bottle of its contents.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 01:17:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Satisfied she was finished drinking he slid the gag back into her mouth and retightened the straps. "Good you can listen when your told" he muttered as he finished gagging her. Tossing the bottle into his bag he moved in front of her and then reached into the pouch on the harness. Turning the egg another notch he could hear the vibrations ramp up to medium. Satisifed that she would still nto be able to finish he slid it back into its pouch securing it in place. <br><br>"Your on your own again Dres" he said near her face. "If when I come back you have learned that maybe co-operation is better then being a stubborn bitch then we will talk if not then this goes on". <br><br>He stood up then and looked down watching her. It was so hard not to fuck her right then and there claim her body for his, but he had different plans and he would focus. Turning he walked to the door and buzzed out as he went back up the stairs. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 01:29:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When the bottle left her mouth, she knew the gag was coming back, and so her mouth opened to receive it. Once it was secure again she expected him to touch her again, but he did not. He simply told her that if she learned to co-operate they could talk.<br><br>Then she felt him reach into the pouch, upping the egg another notch. Instantly Dresden gasped through the gag, her body reacting right away. Each breath she took her breast heaved up, and her body actually bowed farther back, showing just how flexible she was. The egg buzzed against her clit, making the level of her arousal spike. She would start moaning, giving into the pleasure that it provided. With her legs spread wide for him, he most likely would be able to see how wet she was becoming.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 01:36:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This time he did not leave instead he leaned against the wall and watched her. Her squirming and moaning were like candy to him and more then once he found himself stroking his hardening member through his jeans. He even began to smell her arousal in the room wafting to him like a scent on the breeze making his lust for her even more powerful. <br><br>Looking at his watch he timed another half an hour then walked back over towards her. He had not buzzed the door so he wondered if she knew he was there. Quietly kneeling down beside her he waited a few moments. The sensations being closer to her were intensify his need and desire and he bit his lip to stop himself from touching her. <br><br>Finally taking a slow breath he spoke near her ear "Ready to talk now?" he asked very close to her blindfolded and gagged face. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 01:45:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She had no idea that he was next to her, so her moans of pleasure were very much real. Dresden had become very loud, losing the ability to control the volume, or even care. Never had she been aroused like this, she had kept from touching herself, and her friends often had a chuckle over that fact. Yet there she was her wetness running down her smooth thigh's.<br><br>Then he spoke, her body jolted up causing her head to lash back when the rope stopped her abruptly. Was she ready to talk? She was ready for many things, talking was not the first on her list. Still she shook her head, giving him a ‘yes’ , and prayed that he would stop this torment on her virgin body.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 02:03:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Reaching up he again unfastened her gag and pulled it form her mouth. Dropping it back in the bag he then reached up and pulled off her blindfold. Dropping it in the bag to join the gag he turned to her and drew in a breath. <br><br>"Before you talk listen. I can give you almost everything your heart has ever wanted or your body has ever desired, but you need to give me you. Not half assed or weakly. All of you one hundred percent. Become my slave and I give you pleasure the likes of which you will never have been able to imagine. Fight me and I can make you so frustrated you will beg for a brush of my fingers on you"<br><br>He spoke confidently very assured that he could in fact fullfill her every desire. He kept his eyes on hers and watched her breathing hearing the egg still buzzing away he finally raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Now, Do you have anything you want to say or ask?"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 02:19:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He removed the gag and the blindfold; she found that her jaw ached from clenching down on the ball, and the light in the room made her squint her eyes for a few moments. As he spoke she could not bring herself to look him in the eyes. He spoke of giving her hearts desires, and even what her body desired. There was a price attached and she truly was not sure if she was able to give him 100%. She did not trust him, she did not love or even like him, so how could she just hand him everything that he wanted?<br><br>Dresden did not want his touch, but she wanted a release from the torment she was in. She did not want to break down to the point of begging for his tough either. Dresden’s looked into his eyes for a brief second then back down at the floor. It was hard keeping the moans in while he was around, he was sure to see that struggle on her face and in her eyes.<br><br>She opened her mouth to speak and hand to close her eyes to keep from moaning. “Please….stop this….torment” She bowed back, the vibration on her clit to much. All she could do was try and do what he asked, but there would be times she knew she would be punished for displeasing him. “I will try…” and then her voice trailed of in a moan unable to keep it back anymore.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 02:36:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening to her he turned back to the bag and reached inside. Grasping what was called a bit gag he pulled it out. This one was made of rubber and would not make her mouth and jaw so sore, but would keep her silent so just moans could be heard. Grasping her hair in his hand he pushed it gently into her mouth not finding much resistance. Once he had it buckled on he wondered if she knew this one would make her drool much more then the ball. <br><br>Moving behind her he undid the rope holding her arms to the spreader bar. With an ease he should not have he then scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the large bed. He laid her down on her bound arms and then rolled her over to her stomach. This also had the effect of pushing the vibrator harder against her body. <br><br>Moving beside her on the bed he sat down and ran his hands up and down her legs slowly. "Dres I am going to give you a choice. You can either have no pleasure tonight... not even from yourself or I can make you cum. I will not fuck you, but I will make you cum. If you want me to make you cum nod. If you want to have no pleasure then shake your head". His fingers rubbed the backs of her thighs gently as he spoke and waited for her answer. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 02:48:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Had she said something wrong, was “I will try” not good enough? When he took hold of her head putting the bit gag in her mouth she fears the worse. Then she was puzzled when her walked around her, and removed the rope keeping her bowed backwards. The fact that it was done in a flash made her wonder how often he bound girls up with ropes and spreader bars.<br><br>He lifted her up into her arms and placed her on the bed. Her immediate reaction to the bullet buzzing hard against her clit was a release of her loudest moan yet. She looked over at him, drool starting to run down the corners of her mouth. When he touched her this time, she was surprised that she did not mind it so much.<br><br>&nbsp;The choice to cum was given to her, and she could not force herself to go the other route. He had already told her he was not going to fuck her, which she was happy about. Dresden nodded at him, her eyes watery, almost sad. She needed a release, weather it was by him or the bullet against her clit.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 03:06:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing her nod his heart leapt a bit. Finally she had relented even one little bit. It was not all he had hoped for , but it was a start. Reaching down he unfastened the straps holding the harness sin place and pulled it away from her body. Reaching inside the pouch he turned the egg odd and set it to the side. <br><br>Reaching out he grasped her panties and slid them to the side. He sucked in his breath at the sight of her glistening and bare sex. Straining for release in his jeans he could feel his cock swell and throb. He had always loved the sound of gagged women. It was one of the most erotic things he could think of. Now this women he had hunted and brought back was about to cum and she was going to do so gagged and by his hand. <br><br>Sliding both his ands along her thighs he then moved his hand in. Taking two fingers he stroked up and down the outside of her wet pussy lips. He was amazed at how hot her sex felt compared to the rest of her. Keeping the soft stroke up it did not take long for his fingers to be coated with her juices. Sliding his fingers in then he parted the lips of her sex and began to massage up and down slowly moving between her clit and the entrance of her pussy. <br><br>Licking his lips he leaned in closer heart pounding. His fingers continued to stroke her gently as he watched her body and then his finger moved down and found the hard nub of her clit. He began to rub it in small slow circles not pressing hard. Stroking like this for a moment he then pushed down slightly firmer and rubbed with more pressure. His fingers were covered with her juices and he fought the urge to lean in and lick the sticky clear fluid from her thighs. <br><br>Instead he bit his lip and watched his breathing ragged and harsh as he stimulated her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 03:28:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Finally the harness was removed, that little sliver bullet that had tormented her long enough was set aside. Her eyes stayed focused on him, she felt her panties being pulled to the side. The way he sucked in a breath at the site of her bare sex startled her. Was he really that into this, or dare she say into her?<br><br>&nbsp;His hand began on her thighs, moving up till she felt two of his fingers stroke up and down her wet sex. Dresden gasped, his hands were chilled. She continued to watch his face, and felt sink a bit farther, then parted her pussy lips. Her blue eyes rolled back, her moans were from the pleasure he was giving her, not because of a toy now. She called out for a man who had never even given her his name, and she was not quite about it at all.<br><br>&nbsp;His finger worked over her clit with such expertise sending her over the edge. Right then he could have asked anything of her and she would have given it to him. It was very possible to have this beauty of virgin wrapped around his finger. He just had to play the card right.<br><br>&nbsp;As things became more intense, he would feel her body arch up against his hand, wanting so much more.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 03:39:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel her body clutching at his fingers. Her sex was puffed and aroused and he could see the juices coming from her. Panting harder at the sight as he worked her clit he swallowed and then leaned in closer. His face hovered for a moment unable to get closer to he way she was laying on the bed, but he could smell&nbsp; her better this close and lost the struggle. <br><br>He tongue came out and licked a bit of the clear fluid from her inner thigh. Groaning loudly as he tasted her he fought down the shiver that passed along his skin. She tasted sweet and tangy on his lips and he wanted more. Swallowing he pulled his hand from her sex slowly. His eyes were wild and he was starting to lose the battle for control as he tasted her in his mouth. <br><br>Reaching out with both hands he guided her to her knees on the bed sitting her up in front of him. "Stay" he whispered as he climbed on with her. He laid down flat in front of her his legs dangling off the bed and then slid towards her. His head moved between her spread legs and soon his face was mere inches from her pussy. <br><br>He sucked in his breath and shivered again. He had dreamed of this moment even closed his eyes and seen it as he came so many times imagining being with her. His hands slid up the outside of her body and grasped her hips again. Pulling gently he guided her down until her sex made contact with his outstretched tongue. <br><br>There was a tingle like a shock as he tasted her warm and wet against the tip of his taste buds. Pulling his tongue in and licking his lips he then pulled her down more and opened his mouth. His jaw dropped so he could taste more of her and seen her hairless sex was pressed down against his face. His tongue was dragging up and down along her slit tasting her and causing small growls to come from his chest. <br><br>Holding onto her hips he leaned up and his mouth found her hard clit sucking the fleshy nub past his lips he flicked it back and forth with his tongue losing the battle of control over his urges more and more. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 04:01:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He leaned closer and Dresden had to move her head to keep sight of him. She had sworn that she would never ache for his touch, and here she was arching against his hand and wishing the gag was not in her mouth so that she could beg for it; tell him how much she wanted him right now.<br><br>He had lost control of himself, and Dresden shuttered feeling his tongue run across her inner thing. He groaned, which caused her to moan. She wanted to hear how much he wanted her and the thought of his six of planning and going through the trouble of bringing her here aroused her now.<br><br>&nbsp;He reached out and guided her to her knees; she had no idea what he was up to. Dresden stay as he instructed and watched him as he positioned his body so that his head was lying on the bed between her spread legs. Her eyes scanned his body form over her shoulder, and found that he was rock hard in his pants, she had never seen a man penis, but she could imagine that he was in a bit of discomfort being restrained. <br><br>With his hands on her hips he guided her down, and as soon as she felt his tongue touch her sex she jerked up, but then quickly settled back down. When Dresden looked down, she could see him looking up at her, watching him and feeling him work her over made her cry out. Now she cursed him for keeping her arms bound, she wanted to touch him, kiss him. <br><br>They both were losing control; Dresden was handing herself over more and more, giving in and crying out for him like he had wanted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 04:27:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His figners kept a firm hold of her hips as he felt her jerking and moving. His tongue was insistent as he first spread it wide letting her slide her own self back and forth over the length of it grinding herself down onto his face. Then his lips puckered and he sucked and nibbled the nub of flesh that was the center of so much pleasure for her. Then he opened his mouth and he danced the tip of his tongue along it.<br><br>The entire time he was groaning and growling letting the vibrations that started in his chest travel up and into her groin. He was attacking her with a passion that he could not stop himself. He had wanted her for so long. Wanted to taste touch feel and smell her and now here she was. Her sex was grinding back and forth on his face and the sounds of her pleasure spurred him on. <br><br>It was some time before he finally slid out from between her knees. His face was covered with her juices and all he could taste was her body. His shaft was aching in his pants. The head leaking so much precum that he feared he was going to stain the front of his jeans. Panting and trying to slow his heart he reached up and grasped the bit gag. <br><br>She had drooled so much that her breasts glistened with her own saliva and now he wanted to hear her. To see if she would reject him again. Undoing the buckle he slid the gag from between her lips and then dropped it to the floor staring at her and waiting. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 04:42:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden was singing a different tune now, it had taken very much but to show her what pleasure was. He moaned add a vibration as he sucks on her clit, and she reacted by rocking and grinding herself on his skilled tongue. Her breathes made her beasts heave, the look in his eyes gave her butterflies.<br><br>When he moved out from under her, it took a moment to realize, he would she her rack or try and grid a few move times before she realized. Dresden was relived to have the gag take from her mouth; she moved her jaw around to loosen it up.<br><br>&nbsp;He tossed the gag on the floor and look to her, she wondered for a second if something was wrong. Then she knew what he wanted. A reaction. Leaning forward, put herself in an awkward position but her head rested close to his neck. Her tongue slipped past her lips and she grazed her tongue along his jaw line. God she wanted him, wanted his touch, his attention, to hear him speak…anything right then.<br><br>Slowly and very carefully she shifted her weight, inching closer to him. Finally she kissed him, first on his lips lightly, and slowly each kiss she added more pressure. Her tongue licked across his lips, getting a taste of herself. That sent her off, she took him, kissing him long and hard, her tongue pushing into his mouth to mingle with the tongue that had gave her so much pleasure.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 05:03:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It was all the prompting he need. His strong arms reached out and he pulled her body up to his crushing her against his chest. His mouth opened up with hers and soon the kiss was one of urgent need and mutual pleasure. Reaching around her spread his hands open and touched the small of her back keeping up the pressure of her body against his. <br><br>Feeling her pressing against him helped ease some of the pressure on his shaft and he longed for more of her touch. His mouth and body were oh so hungry for her and the more he touched and tasted the more he wanted. Pulling back from the kiss far enough he leaned down and his mouth found the side of her neck. <br><br>He could taste the salty twinge of her sweat on her skin and he growled again his hands came around her then and grasped the straps to the white bra she was wearing pulling them down so he could taste and touch more of her skin. He seemed posessed and the more he had of her the more he wanted. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 18:24:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman who had planned on rejecting him no matter what, was now as lost as he was. She let out a whimper when he pulled her hard up against his chest. Dresden could feel his need, and she hoped it was for her and not just the pleasure her body provided for him. This was not the man she had dealt with hours ago, he was very different now.<br><br>He pulled back and went for her neck; her eyes closed and arched back letting out a groan like demand. “Get these ropes off my hands and arms….do not keep me bound any longer.” She wanted to touch him, to wrap her long legs around him. Was he really going to deny her this? When she knew that he wanted the same thing.<br><br>She looked down at him watching him pull down the straps of her dress and bra, his growl furthering her excitement. “Release me damn it!!” This was a new side of her that even surprised herself.&nbsp; He was bringing out so much of the woman that had been kept locked away; he was undoing the bonds that Dresden had wrapped around her body.<br><br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 18:45:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Not thinking clearly or even at all he shoved her down to the bed her face in the pillows. Climbing onto her back he began to work the knots on her arms trying to get them off. Had he been calmer and collected he could have released her ina&nbsp; few seconds, but his fingers fumbled due to his desire. After a maddening few seconds he released the knots and pulled the rope from her arms. <br><br>Falling onto her back he ground his hips forward against her rounded ass cheeks his ahrdness pressing into her backside. His mouth found her shoulders and back biting and nibbling the flesh there as he collapsed on her. He was lost in the feeling of her and was trying all he could to get more of her. <br><br>Rolling off of her back he stood up and grabbed his tshirt pulling it up and off without thinking. His bare chest exsposed with several large circular scars. Pausing a moment as he tossed it aside he looked at her his mouth salivating. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 19:19:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>Dresden in a snap found herself being shoved down on the bed, face first into the pillows. Her breathing heavy as she felt him work hard on the knots. Seconds dragged on, but she was happy to feel the ropes leave her arms. She quickly moved them, pushing up, but then he collapsed around her body, grinding his hips against her backside with a carnal need.<br><br>He would feel her push back against him; she found the pressure enjoyable in the condition she was in. His biting and nibble, made her arch her head back. Her eyes staring at him with sure a fire that burned for him.<br><br>When the weight of his body left her, Dresden rolled onto her back and went to work to remove that damn spreader bar. Her hands worked at a panicked speed, and once her legs were free she tossed it off the bed onto the floor with the ropes. Going to her knees she looked at him, seeing that he removed his shirt. “god…” she growled, moving closer, raising herself to her feet standing up on the bed.<br><br>Dresden felt sexy, strong, like she never felt before in her life. This man had done something to her, released her in more ways then one. Slowly Dresden stripped herself of the wedding dress, much like a wife would for her husband on their wedding night.&nbsp; She let the straps of the bar and dress slide down her arms, then down over her breasts. She watched him closely loving the desire spark in his eyes.<br><br>Once her perky size C breasts were exposed, Dresden pushed the dress farther down till it just fell to the bed by itself. There was standing on the bed in front of him in nothing but her sheer white stockings. Had he imagined this before, did she do his fantasy any justice?<br><br>She moved back to her knees, moving to the edge of the bed and grabbed his hand pulling him closer so that she could touch him. Her hands moved to his jeans, stroking up his shaft, and then slowly moving on to his hips. Leaning in she trailed her lips over his firm chest, eyes closed and loving the feel of his warm skin against her lips.&nbsp; “god, you are a marvelous thing…” Dresden danced her fingers up his chest, pulling her body against his, moving his neck to the side, were she placed soft kisses along his neck and jaw line.<br><br>“You know so much about me, yet I find it unfair that I do not even know your name. Tell me your name so that I may know the man who I consider god like “Her face moved against his, showing him a loving gesture.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 19:33:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her remove her clothing and strip for him was a moment his mind had played over and over a thousand times. He had watched her change in the gym. He had seen ehr get into her night clothes. Even watched her shower a few times. None of them were sexual to him though none of them got him worked up. He would imaigne her stripping when he would masturbate watching her sometimes and during the long hours he observed her his mind would drift to those fantasies. <br><br>None of them compared to watching her do it in front of him. <br><br>He had heard of men who could cum without even the faintest of touches and watching her remove her outfit he finally knew why that was. Her body was amazing her breasts and nipples standing up and proud begging for his touch and mouth. <br><br>Keeping fit had been important to him as of late so he was pleased that she found his body so appealing and flexed slightly when her hands traced over his skin. Her mouth mved on him again of her own free will and his hands slid around her to pulls her body closer to his growling as he felt her warm breasts crush to his chest. <br><br>"Edward" he managed to get out between clenched teeth barely able to remember at this moment what his own name was. "My name is Edward" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 19:56:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				“Edward…” she whispered moving her hands to his strong shoulders.&nbsp; “Edward” she repeated his name, her lips moving to his lips in a feathered kiss. Dresden was taking her time, drawing out this thing he perhaps fantasized about many times over. With six months planning, she knew this is what he wanted, what he needed.<br><br>&nbsp;Her hands moved down his shoulders, and gently eased his grasp on her back so that she could move off the bed and around to his back. Her touch remains soft, and loving in away as she kissed and massaged h the muscles of his back. “Edward…” She said his name in a velvet tone.&nbsp; Her hand reached around, taking his and slowly turned him around to face her. “You are so handsome…”<br><br>Dresden gave him a shove; she had to in order to knock him back on the bed. She hoped he would not take it wrong, and just wait to see where she was going with it. Her hands ran up his legs, moving them apart so she could climb in between them. “You are strong” She leaned down, and with her teeth pulled at the button of his jeans. Now being new at this it took her a second to achieve her goal, but at least she was cute about it. She tugged at his waist line, forcing the zipper down, her eyes remained on him.<br><br>Did he know that she had never seen a penis before? Was he prepared for the look on her face when he got a first glance at him? Dresden took her hands, which were a bit shaky and pulled his boxers down, releasing his rock hard shaft from its denim prison. Dresden bit down on her lower lip, he was huge, but she found his cock to be a pretty thing. Her surprise and worry shined bright on her face.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 20:21:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The suprise on his face was evident as she pushed him back. Falling onto the bed he brought his head up to look at her prepared for her to leap upon him clawing at his eyes, but she didn't. Instead when his gaze fell on her he saw a different kind of energy there. She was not seeking a way out. She was seeking a way in. <br><br>Her hands on his pants and then her teeth made his hands clench in anticipation. Muscles trembling he watched as she removed him from his pants and then boxers. His shaft finally free of its confinement he sighed at the relief and looked down to a highly enticing sight. <br><br>Her eyes were on his cock. He had been surprised when over the entire time watching her she had no gentleman callers. She did not even take the special time to care for her own needs privately from what he could tell. Now with the look on her face and the way she stared he wondered if this was indeed her first experience with a man. <br><br>"Dres" he whispered looking down, but more words disappeared as he watched her. He did not want to rush an frighten her now. His fantasies were rapidly becoming reality and he did not want to shake this moment. He wanted her, but he wanted her more then just tonight. So he would let her take her time. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 20:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br><br>He whispered her name, and she looked up at him and when he said nothing else she flashed him a cute smile. “Sorry…I...” She did not know what to say about her reaction. Dresden slipped from the bed, and took the hem of each pant leg and pulled them off of him slowly then did the same with his boxers tossing both on the floor with the ropes and the spreader bar.<br><br>When she moved in between his legs this time she groaned at the sight of him laying out before her. It seemed like the tables had turned, he handed her some control over the situation and she was thankful for it. He would see he lips came dangerously close to the head of his cock, even feeling her hot breath upon him. This was all so new to her, but she was smart woman and it was not hard to figure out what to do. Her tongue ran arcos the skin of his shaft as in to get a taste of him. He was soft, and his pre-cum salty, but not at all unpleasant.<br><br>Dresden dipped her head down and he would feel the head of his cock part her lips. Soon his cock was in her mouth and her tongue softly ran up and down his shaft. In her mind she wondered why this was called a blow job, when clearly she was going to be sucking on him. <br><br>He would have to move the hair that pooled down across his chest in order to get a view, but he would feel her start to bob up and down on his cock, lightly suck on him as she did so. For her first time, she was doing well, her tongue works over the head of his cock when she bobbed up, and when she bobbed down he would feel her gag lightly and her tongue would run over his balls for a brief second, before repeating the process again.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 21:36:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This moment was the one of his dreams. He laid back stripped by the woman he had admired for so long. First she had examined him and obviously found something to her liking. Now the moment he had longed for and secretly had thought were never come. His hands gripped the comforter on the bed and groaned loudly his head rolling back and his eyes moving in pleasure. <br><br>Biting his lower lip to keep from crying out her name he looked down and was greeted by the sight of her pooled hair. Unclenching his right hand from the bed he reached out and shakily brushed her hair to the side and the sight that greeted him caused his cock to jump and throb harder in her mouth. <br><br>Her cheeks were hollowed and as he watched her could see her tongue moving brushing back and forth. His shaft looked so large in her small mouth and he had to fight the urge to let his hips start to pump up towards her face. Leg muscles clenching and unclenching to try and stop himself he found that he wa building rapidly towards a massive release and was afraid he could not stop. <br><br>"Dres" he whispered again panting as he stroked her hair "You have ... have to.." he struggled fighting as he clenched his eyes and then finished "you have to stop or I will" he was unable to finish the thought as he laid back and groaned again trying to fight the need. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 21:51:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden loved feeling his hand stroking through her hair, and as he gave the warning she raised up, her mouth and lips leaving his cock. In one swift motion she tossed her long dark hair behind her, it cam down settling in over her breasts.&nbsp; She could see his cock twitch and throb, she new she had done a good thing.<br><br>Growling much like a cat, Dresden moved up his body, licking her lips slowly as she positioned herself over his cock. She carefully moved her hand down and positioned his cock to rest against him and then she lowered herself down over his prick. Sex scared her, but she needed to feel him against her. Resting her hand on his chest she began to slide herself over his shaft, her arousal making her glide over him with ease. Each time the head of his cock rubbed against her clit she would whimper. Was this a sight for him, watching Dresden pleasure herself with the use of his cock? She knew that he would get some pleasure but she question how much.<br><br>After a few moment of this she lowered her head and kissed him long and hard, her body still gliding over his cock, and her whimpers never stopping.<br><br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 22:22:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fighting the urge to grabs her hips and force her down he instead brought his hands up and rubbed her back pulling her down harder onto him. When she had pressed herself against his cock it had helped delay the orgasm that he thought was inevitable. Licking his lips he began to bite kiss and devour her shoulder the taste of her skin driving him higher and higher. <br><br>Soon the maddening feeling of her sliding up and down on his shaft sent him past the point of caring and wrapping his arms around her he rolled flipping her onto her back. His mouth covered her neck then as his body moved between her thighs. He pressed his hardened shaft down into her tight stomach and groaned his teeth nibbling a spot on her neck. This was followed by a loud moan which ended in her name and he finally brought his head up to look down at her.<br><br>He was panting and sweat was forming on his forehead as he strained. Looking down his eyes were wild and filled with need. "Dres" he said quietly "Tell me you want it" he finished not wanting this to be forced. He needed her to want it. t was always in his head he would never take her without her permission. Tease. torment, and drive mad with pleasure yes, but he would not rape her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 22:40:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<br>Dresden had not planned on giving the control back, but he had taken it back, and she was oddly fine with it. He rolled her over onto her back; his mouth covered her neck causing a swirl of sensations for her. She felt him move between her legs and his cock came to press against her stomach. What was he planning, and could she handle it?<br><br>Edward moved to look down at her; she almost reached out for him, and thought better of it. He panted, and told her to tell him that she wanted it…but did she really? Dresden sprung up, wrapping her arms around him, her head resting on his chest. The warmth of his body against her was calming, yet it caused a fire of passion and need to burn within her.<br><br>Finally after some time of thinking, she looked up at him, her blue eyes almost glowing. “I want this…” Her voice was shaky, which would most likely make him question her. Yet she kissed his chest lovingly and looked up at him again. “I want you Edward…” They could spend forever to get to know each other, and she knew he was not going to let her walk away. This means he would not leave her, which in all had always been her fear when she thought of dating men.<br><br>Could she sway him from treating her like a slave, or even a pet? Could they not be equal to each other at any point down the road? She hoped so, but it would take work on her part.&nbsp; Dresden did not want to fear the man who made love to her ever.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 23:00:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Drawing a breath he licked his lips in anticipation of her answer. When he heard it he fought the urge to push himself inside of her with one long thrust. He remembered all the women speaking on their first times and how painful or hurtfull it had been. That was the last thing he wanted her to remember and he thought of ways to try and stop it. <br><br>Reaching down he positioned his shaft so it rubbed up and down on her slit and clit and then begin to hump her in long slow smooth motions. The smooth hot skin of his shaft rubbed back and forth over her fleshy nub and helped to spread her juices more and more over her sex. Growling near her ear he bit the lobe softly with his teeth then whispered "You do it Dres" he said and then rolled off of her. <br><br>Lying back he propped himself up against the pillows so he could see her then reached out and helped to guide her to straddle him again "When your ready" he nodded "I have been wanting this more then you can imagine" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>04-01-2009, 23:56:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wanted her to do it, but she was scared. He helped her strattle herself over his hips; Dresden used her hands on his chest to help balance herself. Looking over her shoulder she looked at the door and back at him. It was now or never, what was keeping her from giving him everything he wanted? Her nerves, the fact that he had to kidnap her for it?&nbsp; Tilting her head up she groaned at herself, as if to tell herself to get on with it already.<br><br>Slowly a hand took hold of his cock, positioned him, and the she began to lower herself onto him. The first feeling was over whelming, the feeling of being stretched around him, it hurt but she continued on. It would show in her eyes, and he would feel his cock rub against her hymen. Dresden stopped, knowing that what was about to happen would open many doors, and close a few. Edward was going to be her very first, and no matter how many men came after him, she would always remember him for this one moment in time.<br><br>“Edward…” Dresden leaned her head against his chest, letting him rest against her hymen. “It will hurt, won’t it?” So many girls had told her about the pain, but she did not have to worry about it till now.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 03:22:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The overwhelming sensation as he slipped inside of her nearly caused him to lose control. All of these moments, all of these dreams, all of thse fantasies, were suddenly becoming his reality. Six months of watching her, following her, dreaming about her was suddenly paying off. His head swam with the sesation until he felt her stop. <br><br>Suddenly he was snapped out of the world of which he was fantasizing and brought crashing back to reality. This was not the object of his lust and fantasy. She was a woman flesh and blood and scared beyond all imagination. There was no hatred no anger in her voice when she spoke and he felt his heart go out to her. <br><br>"Yes it is" he said softly. His hand came up to stroke her hair knowing that her arousal was clouding her, but he wanted her to be reassured. "I am not going to lie to you and tell you it will feel fine. It will get better though and quickly. After a few minutes you will not feel any pain. That much I can promise you" <br><br>Stroking her softly with his hands he tried his best to reassure her. The hand on her hair brushed it softly while the other held her on the small of her back. His shaft twitched within her and he whispered again "Its up to you Dres. I will not force this"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 22:12:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(writters block...don't you hate it?))<br><br>The fact that he was comforting her was impressive to Dresden, it meant that he cared, even if it was only a little bit. She looked into hid eye then kissed him softly on the lips. ”Edward…I give you permission to take my virginity….” She raised her self off his cock till just the tip was left in her. Looking into his eyes she nodded and leaned in with her eyes closed and kissed him hard. It was a kiss of passion, and trust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 23:50:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Gathering her close her pulled her body down to lay across his chest. He kept one arm soothingly stroking her hair as the other one slid to her hip. Hoping that with her being on top that this would be easier for her he gripped her hip and pulled her down as he raised his hips. <br><br>He could feel the resistance for only a moment before the head of his shaft pushed deeper into her then before. Trying&nbsp; lessen her pain he held her body tight and advanced no further. He could feel the warmth surrounding him and could only assume it was her blood as he stopped and waited for her to recover. Whispering soothing tones in her ear he clenched his toes fighting the irge to push deeper into her now open body. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 02:02:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden rested against Edwards body, knowing that the pain would only be worse if she was tense. She felt on hand slide down to her hip while the other stayed stroking her hair to comfort her. Then he gripped and pulled her down, and trusted upwards into her ripping past her hymen.<br><br>That’s was when she went tense, she could not help to grip down, around his cock to keep from crying out. Dresden breathed through her nose, with her teeth clench and her eyes closed tight. It was very painful, but she had expected much worse. Slowly she raised her head up, and opened one eye to look at him. Once before she was told by a guy, that it involve a bit of pain for the man as well, taking a virgin. She was not surprised to see no pain visible on his face.<br><br>Indeed blood was now in the mix but it was a normal thing. Dresden sighed having most the pain pass, he pushed against his chest so that she slid down onto him fully, taking him to the hilt. The feeling of him inside her was nice once there was no pain, and he would able to tell when she began to slowly ride him.&nbsp; Both eyes locking on him, watching to make sure she was doing things right.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 02:42:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He waited calmly until without warning she had pushed herself down fully onto his shaft. Sucking in his breath through his teeth at the feeling. She was incredibly tight around him and he worried that he would hurt her more. <br><br>Watching her begin to move he licked his lips and smiled nodding "Dres" he said as he began to pant as she moved up and down on him "you feel so". Words failed to come from his mouth then as he bit down and pushed his hips up meeting her downward thrust and moaned.<br><br>His hands reached down both to her hips now helping to set her pace sliding her up and down on his stiff shaft. She felt so incredibly hot and tight and he could not remeber being with anyone who had suck a tight grip on his cock. <br><br>Looking up at her he looked into her eyes as he felt himself push as deep as he could into her again and growled. "Better now?" he asked as he panted the feeling incredible. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 03:12:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was no more pain, just a light body ache, but as she worked, her arousal being to really stir again. His cock rubbing in ways she could have never imagined. Dresden found that she watches his face, and judging by his expression she would vary her speed and depth she would take him. It was wonderful seeing the pleasure on his face. His moan and groans stirred her.<br><br>When he began to meet her with each thrust she arched back off his chest, almost bouncing on his hips as their love making began to get faster. Her perky breast bounced and swayed with the slightest motion, fast or slow. Perhaps in a hypnotic manner.<br><br>Leaning back, she planed her hands between his legs down on the bed. Arching her whole body backwards, give herself a whole new range of sensations. “Yes…you are a god Edward…my god, and only mine” She was such a passionate woman, and he could take all the glory from making her that way.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 04:08:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Groaning loudly he looked up at her and met her eyes. There was a look of suprise on his face that was quickly changing to one of utter control and passion as he growled. Never in his dreams did he ever imagine that she would be this in tune with his desires. She was suddenly an incredibly sexual creature and he could not be more pleased. <br><br>Running his hands up from her hips to across her stretched and tight stomach he dug his fingers in letting them trace small red lines in her skin. running his hands lower until he could grasp her hips helping her to move up and down on him faster and faster. <br><br>He wanted her to cum like this. Not by a machine. Not by her own hand. He wanted her to cum because of him. Because of his cock fucking her he wanted her to lose control and scream his name. Swet was pouring off his forehead and his arms were starting to hurt but he kept her moving pulling her down harder and harder. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 14:35:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden was slowly losing control over herself, the feel of his hands, running down her body, the feel of his cock buried deep with in her. It was all very new and wonderful. Every time he pulled her down, he was pushing her towards her very first climax. Her moans were nothing but sounds for now.<br><br>&nbsp;Pushing off the bed , she sat up on is hips, bouncing , riding him harder and harder, and finally he would be able to see&nbsp; it on her face, feel it in her&nbsp; body , clenching around his member. Dresden bit down on her bottom lip to keep from screaming her climax rolled through her body and she was unable to contain herself. “Edward…..” Her hands ran down his chest, as she howled out his name.<br><br>Moments later she was laying with her head on his chest, hugging her arms around him. Dresden was panting, very much out of breath. What an experience, and one she would not regret.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 03:21:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Grinding his teeth and closing his eyes he focused on delaying his own orgasm while she rode him mercilessly. He could feel it pushing hard to boil out of him and only by clenching his legs and arms was he able to resit the milking motion of her incredibly tight hole. When he felt her calm down and collapse to his chest he was finally able to breathe again and try to slow the racing of his heart as his cock still throbbed for release inside of&nbsp; its tight warm prison. <br><br>He wanted to finish with her, but part of him held back. While it was true what he had done was for incredibly selfish reasons and she was here for his own perverse pleasure, but part of him cared for her very much. It had always been a part of his plan to ensure she would be cared for when all this was over and that plan did not include her having his baby. So holding back his pleasure for not selfish and that is one of the few things he did lately he could say that. <br><br>Breathing slowly he held her and stroked her back. "Are you allright Dres?" he asked softly still worried that she might be in pain from the inital penetration.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 13:58:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden lay there on his chest, content and at peace. Her breathing slowly clamed, as well as her heart rate. “I’m fine” She ran her right hand over his chest, then up his neck slowly. Was it odd the way she looked at him now, it was easier to do knowing his name. A name did a lot for a person; it took the unknown and gave it a face. “What about you Edward? You did not…” She was still very shy when it came to sex, though it was clear when she was excited she was quite a passionate woman.<br><br>Dresden pushed off of his chest sitting up, he was still very hard, and still in her to the hilt. It was amazing that she felt this good; she gently rocked over him, pumping him, keeping him on the brink. It was a good idea to get her some form of birth control weather permanent, or temporary. Dresden was far from ready, when it came to mother hood. She had too much invested in her jobs, and her life of freedom. Though right now, that was crashing in around her.<br><br>“Edward…” she continued to slowly pump herself on his cock. “ I was wondering if it was possible to allow me the ability to work. I love my jobs, and taking that away from me…well it hurts….” She wanted that freedom, to have her friends and keep her jobs. “Its not like I can run from you, you know everything about me” This still irked her quite a bit. Dresden reached back and lightly fondled his ball in her hand, kissing up could have it advantages. “If you allow me to keep my social life…”She thought about this carefully “I will give you everything you want…my body, my heart, my soul….all of it. Willingly” He could think on it, but it could provide him some interesting situations. Sex in her office, being with her in public, all without a fight.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 22:32:41</strong>
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				Blinking slowly he was finding it very difficult to listen to her words. She was still working him slowly and gently and then her hand came down and he could feel her fondling his balls. Grunting as he reached up and held her hips gently he was unable to keep up with that she was saying. <br><br>"Dres" he said swallowing and letting his hands pull her down to hold her still. He would not be able to speak with her moving on him. Gritting his teeth he was so very close to release and his cock was throbbing for it. "I" he tried to begin then made a face and turned his head from her. He seemed to gather himself before beginning again "There is more to this then you think" he muttered. <br><br>"Please... tomorrow you can know more" he said his eyes coming to meet hers "tonight please just be with me"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 15:10:52</strong>
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				His hand came on her hips, pulling her down to stop her movements. He spoke, and from what she got from his words is that he just wanted to spend this time with her without worrying about other things around them. Dresden sighed and leaned in to kiss him, her lips softly grazing his once then&nbsp; coming down hard for a more passionate kiss. Even as he held her, she was able to grind herself down on him, wiggling her hips in short small motions.<br><br>Did he not know about the meds she was on? with six months watching her, he had not realized that she was on the pill? Dresden pulled back from the kiss, and moved to kiss on his ear. "...Why do you hold back?" she&nbsp; nibbled lightly on his lobe. "I'm on the pill...." Of course it was not to keep herself from getting pregnant, but to steady her cycles. Dresden had been on the pills for years, perhaps she was just good at hiding it from everyone.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 23:01:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was all the words he needed. One thing he had not been able to piece together was her medical records. He was a beast and an animal, but there were somethings he had left alone. The contents of her medicine cabinet had been brought with them and he assumed anything she might possibly need would be contained within. The small amount of time he had spent with women had taught him little about birth control and he had no idea the small pink package was exactly what that was. <br><br>Panting he gripped her hips harder and soon was thrusting his hips up towards her as he held her body just slightly up off of his. It had been a fight and challenge to this point to stop himself and now he held nothing back. His cock pounded in and out of her body and he was not about to hold back as the first twinge of orgasm shoot through him. Grunting loudly he pushed faster until he tilted his head back and with a massive roar felt his cock start to shoot stream after stream of his cum into her body. His entire body begin to shake and with his last strength he pulled her down hard on top of him so that he could feel her tight and warm around him as he erupted time and again inside of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>14-01-2009, 15:56:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden was rather amazed by how much energy he had been holding back and her few words had released him of his binds. She placed her hands on his shoulders, to steady herself a much as she could, all the while her thrusted up hard into her, causing her to bounce on his hips. The finally she watched as his head tilted back, and he let out a massive roar and he began to cum hard. Dresden moaned feeling the warmth released into her body.<br><br>He pulled her hard, down upon his cock, his body shaking from such a strong release. She ran her hands up his chest, up his neck, making him look at her, giving him a kiss on the lips. This time it was just a sweet kiss, not one of sexual need.<br><br>Pressing her chest against his chest, she laid her head on his shoulder, just relaxing and enjoying the feel of him while he was still deep inside her. “I don’t think I can regret that…” He had handled things in such a way, that Dresden wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. She did however worry about her situation, and what he was really going to be to her. She could not imagine herself calling him master, or him treating her like a slave. So many questions still unanswered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 00:35:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As his orgasm finally subsided he lay in the bliss of having her warm body on top of his. As much as men tell you they dream about sex they think about this moment as well. Basking in the glow of an orgasm with the woman he loved on top of him cooing in delight. <br><br>Blinking rapidly he realized what he had just thought. In his mind he had just stated that he loved her. Dresden had been his sole companion and friend these last six months so to suddenly find himself admitting that was not something that should have shocked him so greatly, but indeed it did. Now here he was. No chains... no ropes... and she was doing this of her own free will. <br><br>The door was of course still sealed, but she had given herself willingly and had not left him after. So he wrapped his strong arms around her and helped her to slowly slide to his side. His shaft fell out of her and was slick with all kinds of fluids, but he did not pay it any mind. Reaching down he gathered up the blanket form the bed and wrapped it over her naked form carefully. <br><br>"Do you need anything Dres?" he said softly staring at her. "Something to drink or more to eat?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>RavenEve</strong> on <strong>17-01-2009, 16:13:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dresden was moved to the side, and he gently covered her with a few of the covers. She was feeling rather peaceful, just laying there with him. “No, Edward…I’m good.” She perked up slightly. “Are you leaving me?” They had just finished, he would not just leave her like that, would he? Her hand went to his chest to perhaps stop him from getting up. She was very unsure what was going to happen now that she had given him what he wanted.<br><br>Was he still going to pursue the master / slave relationship? She was not interested in him being so controlling over her. He had won enough trust, his reward was her virginity. What was her worth after that? Dresden sighed wanting to have more answers, but she did not want his anger after seeing his loving side. So she stayed quite, moving closer to him, and rested her head on his abs.<br><br>She could give him a lot of things, or so she thought. However she was going to fight him on this slave issue, if he really pressed point. She needed a life; she needed to be able to work. He had better think over his course of action now that he achieved some form of her affection.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The Bride</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kertaro</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 00:57:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Shaking his head he stroked her hair. "No Dres I am not going to leave" he said softly as he kept her curled close. He really had little to fear from this small thing in his arms now. She could not hurt him more then he was already hurt. She would come to understand more in the days to come, but for now he was pleased. <br><br>Pulling her close to him he smiled "Sleep Dres. You will wake up safe and sound in this bed and I will not touch you again until you ask me to".<br><br>He meant what he said and steeled himself to commit to that and make her want to be with him..... Even though she had no choice. 
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