An unwilling meal (Xandi & Mjoellnir)
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				Title: <strong>An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 00:51:19</strong>
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				Timothy carefully walked across the streets of South London, hiding in the shadows, his slender figure seemingly blending in with them as he moved quietly from house to house. Earlier in the day he had seen her and she was perfect. Not only did she seem to be healthy which in itself was rare these days for a woman of simple standings, her cheeks coloured, her body not skinny yet not fat either, well proportioned and healthy looking. He wouldn't mind having a bit of that for himself he thought, yet he knew the time was right for his master to be awoken again and that was his main objective. And for that purpose he had to get her, had to get this girl, this young woman who would feed his master, make him regain his strength, give her life to reawaken his and perhaps if he so pleased he would even let her live for a day to use some of that strength to release what must have built up over the past 100 years no doubt. The anger, the frustration, the nightmares he must have had and the lust eh must feel.<br><br>She would serve his master as a short release of all that and as an opulent meal to strengthen himself on, then she would have sufficed and be tossed, just like the others had so many years ago. Arriving at the house she lived in Timothy looked around the empty streets, no one was out. Of course not, they were all asleep, trying to find enough rest for the next day of backbreaking work. He pittied those fools who wasted their short lives doing nothing but work for a piece of bread, having no enjoyment whatsoever than the occasional hump if they weren't too tired. More to get another child who could work for them in a few years, granting it would live that long, rather than for the enjoyment of it. <br><br>Those people knew nothing of enjoyment Timothy thought to himself, nothing of pasion and they never would. His master knew everything about it. Enjoying the pleasures of the flesh down to its purest form, as well as the pleasures of a good life, of wealth, beauty, lust, passion, possession. He knew it and Timothy admired him for that. Though on occasion he too had been able to get his share of it, whenthe master was finished with a girl he had drank from, letting her live just enough for Timothy to take his own share of passion and lust from her. And he had learned a lot from his master. Never having watched him, the master would have probably disposed of him, i he had even tried to do so, but from listening to them, listening to them through the closed doors, through the walls, listening to their moans, their cries, their begging. He knew all about it, as well as his master. And he wanted to have this life again too. But that was snot the reason why it was time for the master to be awoken again.<br><br>Timothy felt his own strength declining. The small amount of blood the master had given him before he laid down for his slumber, after the betrayal, having barely escaped with his life, hiding where he now was, that small amount was enough for Timothy to carry on for a long time, yet he felt the effect diminish more and more. He would need more soon if he were to keep the master safe. Yet when the master was awake, he could very well take care of himself. Yet still after almost 300 years of service he was as loyal to his master as a servant can be. And he would rather die than leave his master to himself, or give up on him in any way. It was time for him and it was time for his master. <br><br>There was a small noise at the place about a hundred yards off, the horse was shying from something and Timothy perked his ears, trying to hear what it was. When he was not able to make out what it was and contributed the shying animal to a squirrel or the like. Slowly and careful not to make the slightest sound he pried open the shutter in front of the window and found much to his liking that the window itself was opened slightly. How naiv of her to sleep with an open window in these times. Desperate men were roaming the country, desperate for money, food, anything. Smiling to himself he slowly pushed the window open further and then proceeded to climb in making sure not to touch anything with his feet and legs as he climbed through. Once inside hi eyes adjusted fast to the even darker lighting, hardly any of the moonlight came through the window yet he saw her lying on the bed. Saw her lying there, under thin covers, sleeping. Timothy tilt his head to the side, licking his lips as he watched her chest rise and fall, and he noticed the strong reaction it left in other parts of his body as well. His member pushing against the front of his trousers in sudden excitement, he knew that if he touched her, if he brought the master a woman whom he himself had touched before bringing her to the master to feast, would be a fatal mistake for him. <br><br>He touched his crotch through his pants, his eyes fixed on the young woman's chest and rubbed his hand over his member vividly until after a few short moments he felt his tension exploding, soiling the inside of his clothes. He had a hard time controlling his breathing and swallowed hard. Still his eyes fixed on her he slowly managed to control himself better again and reached into the pocket of his overcoat. The two handkerchiefs for gags as well as the small cotton sack and the three pieces of rope were all there. Quietly he walked over to the bed she was lying on and looked at her with a grin. She lay there peacefully sleeping, not knowing what was about to happen to her, not aware of how this would be her last night of sleep. That she would die before the next night broke. Suppressing a chuckle Timothy took the two cloths for gags, one to go inside her mouth, the other to tie the first in place and bend down over the girl. He placed his large hand over her mouth, pressing down while he brought his right leg over her body, pinning her down. <strong><em>"One word from you and I cut you dead you hear me?"</em></strong> he snarled at her, grinning down at her, aroused again by the expression in her eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 02:09:41</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9d/Jessica2.jpg)<br><br>Name : Jessica Lewis<br>Age : 20<br>Height and Weight : 5'6" 110 pounds<br>Measurements : 34C, 30 waist, 34 hips</div><br>________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________<br><br>Jessica went home after a long day of work and fixed herself a modest meal. Times were hard so to have an evening meal at all was quite a feat. She was proud of herself for being able to care for herself since her family had died. Her family had died in the plague that had killed half of the cites population a few year back. Her father, mother , and two baby brothers all had died within weeks of each other, and she was left all alone. Jessica was not sure why she had survived but she thought that God must have had a purpose in mind for her since he allowed her to live. Each day she did her best to make the most of what she had, not taking anything for granted. Some days were harder than others.Today was a relatively good day so once she finished her meager meal she made herself a bath and enjoyed a long soak in the warm water.<br><br>Jessica was tired and decided to go to bed a little early, so she dressed for bed, in her usual night dress, which was made of a very flimsy material. The night dress had been her mothers and it was almost see through. She covered herself in only a thin sheet, the nights could be very warm, and so she also had opened the window slightly. She fell asleep very quickly.<br><br>Suddenly she was awakened to a man on top of her almost, his hand over her mouth. His words scared her terribly <em>'one word from you and I cut you dead you hear me?'</em> She nodded to signify she would be quite. The man was scary looking he had a look in his eyes that frightened her. <br><br>Jessica had never been so frightened in her entire life, not even when her entire family died and left her alone. She was sure he was going to kill her, so she began to think of what she would have to do to save her life. She wasn't sure what he wanted yet, but what she was sure of, was that it was not going to be pleasant. All sorts of images kept flashing through her mind and none of them good. She wanted to cry but when she looked into his eyes she could see that he would derive great pleasure from her agony, so she swallowed her tears and prepared herself for what she thought was the worst.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 02:50:59</strong>
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				Timothy used his free hand to take one of the handkerchiefs and harshly shoved it under the hand that was placed over her mouth, pushing against her lips he snarled at her "Open them pretty lips girl" a grin spreading across his face. As she finally complied he shoved the cloth fully into her mouth, then quickly took the other piece and laid it across her parted lips, pulling it to the back where he tied it twice in tight knots. <br><br>Releasing the pressure on her body just a little Timothy looked into her eyes again, tilting his head his grin becoming even wider. She was afraid, perhaps even terrified. But it was nothing compared to what she would be when the master was awake again, he was sure. Timothy felt no pity for her whatsoever. The poor people, they were maggots, they moaned and begged and cried about this and that, jealously eyeing what those who had enough did have. It was their given right. His mind was twisted, himself long forgotten how he and his family used to live before he came to work for his master. <br><br><em>"Turn around"</em> he snarled at her, leaving no doubt about his in intentions if she would not comply. Though he couldn't touch her in any way that might anger the master, he could make sure she would do as he told her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 15:04:03</strong>
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				The man tried to shove a handkerchief into her mouth, and at first she refused to open her mouth, but he roughly said, <em>'open them pretty lips girl'</em>, and she was afraid of what he would do if she didn't, so she complied. Once he had the gag in place she was completely and truly terrified of what this man was going to do to her and she could not hide her fear. She was angry with herself for showing her fear because she knew it fueled him. <br><br>When he ordered her to <em>'turn around'</em> she thought about not doing as he said, but she looked into his eyes and she knew he would hurt her if she didn't, so she turned. <br><br>Jessica was certain he was going to rape her, so she began trying to perpare her mind for that eventually. She just kept thinking about everything she thought she would have to do to stay alive. At this point she knew she had no choice but to go with this evil man. Jessica thought to herself, <strong><em>'Whatever I have to do I will do. I can not let this man kill me. I must save my life.'</em></strong> She kept repeating this to herself over and over again. She knew that keeping her mind occupied this way would help her not show as much fear, and it would help her keep from get hysterical.
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				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 15:18:19</strong>
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				<br>Seeing her turn under him, laying on her front made Timothy grin again. He lowered his head, brought his face close to hers and said in a mockingly sweet voice <em>"That a girl my pretty. The master will like you. Too bad it won't last long"</em> he chuckled. Then he took the first piece of the rope he had brought and tied it around her wrist. Enjoying the feel of the rope going around her delicate wrist, more delicate than he expected from a working class girl, he pulled her hand behind her back before taking her other wrist and pulling the arm back harshly as well. Slowly, enjoying every moment of it, he tied the two wrists together with the rope. <br><br>For a moment he looked at her, how he wished she was his for the taking. He would show her a good time before he would finish her. But again the thought of his master lying in his den, lying there knowing by now that Timothy was out to awaken him, waiting for his first meal in so many years, his first pleasure. That thought brought Timothy back to reality fast and he leaned partially off of the girl to be able to get to her ankles. Using the second piece of rope he tied them together while the grin turned wider again <em>"The master will love you, girl. He will love draining you. I bet you taste good" </em>having tied her ankles together Timothy looked at the girl, her helpless position exited him more. Running hi hand up her thigh he licked his lips <em>"I bet you taste good Girl, I bet you do" </em>he said lost in his own thoughts for a moment again. Lost in the thoughts of what all he could do to her if he were his. Then he quickly grabbed the small cotton sack and placed it over the girls head.<br><br><em>"Now we will go to the master. He is waiting for you Girl, has been waiting for you for a long time. Tonight you will be his and tomorrow you won't have to worry about"</em> he said with a chuckle in his voice. Standing up Timothy took the girl and placed her over his shoulder. Then carefully opening the door he looked across the streets, making sure that still no one was about. Then he quickly left the house and walked with big steps towards where he had tethered the horse. He raised her and laid her over the Horse's back, in front of the saddle before mounting up. Immediately he kicked the animal's flanks and began the ride through the outskirts of the city to the old abandoned mansion a few miles out from the city where the master was in his slumber.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 21:39:14</strong>
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				<em>'The master, What.... who is the master?'</em> Jessica was truly terrified at the thought that this man was not acting on his own. That he was acting in behalf of someone else's interest, someone who <em>'would drain her'</em>.<br><br>Her mind was racing with this new information, he spoke of her <em>tasting good,</em> was his master a cannibal?&nbsp; <br><br>He was rough in tying her up. He used a rough rope and tied her tightly. Once she was complete tied up he put a bag over her head and threw her over his shoulder. <br><br>The next thing she knew, he threw her on his horse and they were riding to who knows where. She was really starting to get hysterical now, her breathing was erratic and she really thought she was going to faint. <br><br>Then all the sudden she felt a calm waft over her. Jessica did not know how or where this calm came from but she started thinking of how she would survive this night. Jessica considered if <em>'the master'</em> was a cannibal, how would she make herself unappealing? She knew nothing about cannibalism but she knew she did not want to be on the menu.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>04-10-2009, 22:55:08</strong>
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				After having left the city Timothy slowed the pace a little, occasionally checking if someone had seen what he had done and had followed him. Nodding with s mile when he saw it was not so, he turned towards the mansion. Haunted, the locals called it. Well ... locals. The next town was a good five miles away and no one ever came here because they were all afraid of the Ghosts it was supposed to harbor. Over the past two weeks when Timothy had arranged everything the master would need or might need, depending on how long he planned on keeping his first meal alive, Timothy was never disturbed and that was good. He didn't need any questions from nosey locals who might tell a Constable about the things he had bought. <br><br><em>"We're almost there Girl"</em> he said, leaning his head down so she could hear him as he was able to make out the building clearly now. Once he had come to the entrance, he pulled on the reigns and slid off from the horses back. He untied the saddle and let it fall to the ground so the horse wouldn't be burdened with it over night. Yet he had no time to take care of it more thoroughly as the master's affairs were the important ones that night. <br><br>Timothy took hold of the girl's body again and flung her over his shoulder, walking up the steps to the entrance of the building. Before he entered he looked over his back one lat time, then opened the door and slammed it shut behind himself, locking the heavy slidelock on the door with his free hand. <em>"There we are. You're home girl. Well ... for a short while it will be your home anyway"</em> he snickered and walked with her towards the stairway.<br><br>Once upstairs he turned and walked into he first room. The fire he had started before he had left to fetch her had almost burnt down so he tossed her body onto the bed then walked across the big room to the fireplace and threw smaller branches that would catch fast and then new logs on the remaining flames. Looking around the room he smiled. The room was clean, the thick royal blue carpet an curtains, line with the golden trim looked like they had years ago. The Mahogany furniture dusted and shining as if it was new the room looked like it had been inhabited all these years. Timothy was proud of himself and smiled. Then he remembered the girl, almost had forgotten about her, so eager to have his master around him again, the travels, the affairs, the way he hungered for his masters approval.<br><br>He picked the girl up again and carried her to the corner of the room, closer to the fireplace with the two big easychairs, sitting her on the floor with her back toward the corner. In between them he had fastened iron loops into the wall and ceiling in the means of preparing for the masters awakening. <em>"Alright, time to get ready girl"</em> he said in a tone that carried a smirk with it. Taking a pair of cuffs from the chair to his right he fastened them around one of the girl's wrist before untying the rope. Making sure of her every move he brought her hands to her front and fastened the other cuff on her second wrist. Attaching the rope that hung from the ceiling to the chain between the cuffs he pulled her arms up a little so they would be just above her head. If she stood up they would be at her waist which was alright he thought.<br><br>Next Timothy untied her ankles and finally pulled the sack off from her head. He looked at her and grinned <em>"Allright Girl, lets get washed up. No use in letting the master see you dirty. Now stand up"</em> he said with a smile.
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				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 13:25:07</strong>
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				When the nasty little man announced to her '<em>we are almost there'</em> her heart rate quickened. Jessica still had not come up with a plan to save herself. When they walked up stairs and entered a building she shivered as she heard a lock click into place. Wherever they were it was musty and drafty she thought, until all of the sudden they walked into a room and she could smell a fire going and the musty smell had disappeared. Jessica was trying to gather as much information as she could with her head covered. She had never considered before how much we take our eyesight for granted, but in this situation she really was wishing she could see what was going on.<br><br>The man carried her closer to the fire, she could feel the wall behind her back so she pushed against it. Suddenly she felt cold iron around her wrist and then her hands were above her head. Next her ankles were shackled in the same manner. The man finally took the cover off her head and she could see where she was. It was a beautiful room lots of nice wood and everything looked so expensive. <br><br>The horrible man told her to stand up, to be cleaned up. She had had enough of this man telling her what to do, so she motioned to the gag to see if he would remove it. She sat on the cold hard floor waiting for him to remove the gag. She had finally decided what she was going to do, if she got the chance.
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				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>05-10-2009, 14:52:16</strong>
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				Timothy stood by the girl and smiled. She wanted the gag removed. For a moment he thought she apparently did not know the situation she was in if she tried to make demands, yet then he decided the might be asking him to. Realizing fair well that she was in no position to demand anything. But she was supposed to stand up yet remained on the floor. He shrugged, more to himself than to her, before removing the tied handkerchief, not taking out the one stuffed into her mouth though. <br><br>Should she see how she could get it out. Then he smiled as he had an idea. Pulling on the rope he raised her arms higher, now reaching straight up so he couldn't remove it with her hands and would have to find a different way to get it out. Pleased with himself he smiled and winked at her before walking to the Dresser to pour water from a Pot into the the basin, then threw a cloth into it, poured some scented oil inside and carried it over to the chair.<br><br><em>"Allright Girl"</em> he grinned at her, licking his lips <em>"It's time to get washed. Now are you going to stand up or should I see to it that you will do what I say? You see I don't care if you do what I say, the master does. He might actually like it when you're feisty. Might decide to make it take longer just to break you"</em> he said with a smirk then he began to chuckle as he stood and watched her, waiting for her decision.
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				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 09:00:56</strong>
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				When the horrible man removed the handkerchief that had tied the gag into place and raised her arms she used her tongue to work the hanky inside her mouth, out. She spit it out and gasp for air. He came back with the water to clean her up and she smiled at him and said, <strong>"That water smells good. I will do whatever you say Mister I just need some water to drink, that thing you had in my mouth made my lips all dry and I am sure the master isn't going to like it if I am dehydrated when he finds me, of coarse you know him better than me so what do you think?</strong> While she was speaking she got to her feet and her arms were a little more relaxed, not quite in such an uncomfortable position. <br><br>Jessica intended to do whatever this man ask her to do because she knew he was no one, it was <em>'The Master'</em> she needed to concern herself with. <br><br><strong>"I wonder what the master will think of you washing me, I mean maybe he doesn't mind sharing what is his with you before he even gets to sample. I just thought most men like to have things to themselves for a while first. He might not mind that you seem to have already enjoyed yourself&nbsp; just looking at his, whatever I am suppose to be."</strong> She pointed to the spot on his pants where it was obvious what he had done. <br><strong>"I wonder what will happen when I am naked and being bathed by you, oh well you know the master better than me."</strong><br><br>She began to lift at her night dress to remove it, and wondered what the man would do or say.
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				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 12:00:51</strong>
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				Timothy smiled as she spoke to him. Some water to drink she wanted. Well it had been a while by now and there was no harm in letting her have some water. As he turned to take a small cup from the table where the pot with the water stood he paused. Her mentioning the master and what he might or might not like amused him. <em>"Ohhh Girl"</em> he laughed before pouring water into the cup and walking back towards her. <br><br>Raising the cup to her lips he let her drink while he grinned watching her.<em> "Trying to get to me , aren't we hm? No worries Girl, I know exactly what the master wants." </em>Taking the cup from her lips again he brought it back to the table. Her reasoning was nice, actually made sense and Timothy couldn't help but think of a little Rabbit driven into a hole by a fox. The grin spreading across his lips again as Timothy walked back to her as she began to take her Nightdress off.<em> "No worries Girl, the master will not disturb us just yet. He is asleep and he will not wake up by himself. And what I did or do is my doing not his and not yours. I know how far I can go and what I can do"</em> he said taking hold of her Nightdress <em>"here let me help you with that"</em> he added tearing at it and ultimately tearing the thin fabric on both shoulder before wriggling it back down over her body to let it fall to the floor.<br><br>Taking a step back Timothy looked at the Girl and let his eyes wander across her body. Her face wasn't the only part that looked healthy despite the hard times. Her body was well proportioned, her breasts firm and at a good bit more than a handfull just the right size for the Master's liking. Unless his taste had changed during his sleep. Stepping to the side he inspected the rest of her. He nodded satisfied with the one he had chose and the Master would be satisfied as well. Her bum was nicely shaped and firm and the thighs not too thick but not too thin either. She was the perfect one the Master would find when he woke up. <br><br><em>"By all the Saints that ever fucked a Demon, Girl the Master will like you"</em> he said with a chuckle giving her bum a slap before taking the cloth and beginning to wash her upper body. Timothy let the cloth move slowly across her arms, then her shoulders, then her arms before taking hold of her hips and turning her around so she would be facing away from him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 13:40:11</strong>
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				Jessica was pleased with herself when he turned to get the water for her. After drinking her pleassure soon disappeared. The crude man tore her night dress from her and she was left totally naked and exposed. He did mention one thing that kept her mind busy while he ogled her, <em>'the master wont disturb us, he is sleeping and he wont wake up by himself'</em>. Suddenly, while she was still lost in thought about the master, the man slapped her ass and she let out a slight yelp. <br><br>Once he began using the cloth with the perfumed water to bath her she couldn't help the reaction her body gave. <em>'It is very sensual having a man bathe you'</em>, she thought. He put his hands on her hips to turn her and she had an idea. She decided if he was going to do this then she was not going to make it easy for him. She started making moaning sounds, as if she was truly enjoying this. Jessica did not know a lot about men but one thing she knew was that they loved to hear a woman's arousal for them, in her opinion, she thought it excited them more than the actual sex act sometimes. She knew this man was already sexually&nbsp; excited, she had seen evidence of that in his pants. <br><br>With each swipe of the cloth across her skin she made a little moan of enjoyment. Besides even if this man did have the self control of a saint, he would think she was some sort of slut or maybe he would be glad, thinking she was ready for the master, either way she was pleased with herself. <br><br>Jessica was still thinking about why the master could not or would not wake on his own when the man spoke again.
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				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-10-2009, 20:30:05</strong>
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				Timothy had just begun to wash her back when all of a sudden she moaned. He hesitated a little then carried on and she moaned again. While continuing to wash her, listening to her deep low moans he became increasingly aroused. He looked around the room trying to find something to occupy him with, occupy his eyes and think of something else than what he hear, how she reacted. <br><br>The pressure in his member became worse and he would have torn his trousers off and taken her if it would have not been that she was for the master. The master knew that Timothy had gone out to get a girl and he knew she was here. Timothy was sure of it, yet for a brief moment he thought about undressing, taking her until he had enough of her then disposing of her and finding another for the master. But he knew better. The master would sense what had happened and Timothy would be severely punished, perhaps the master would even look for another servant. And that was a thought unbearable for Timothy.<br><br>Trying to ignore his throbbing member as well as her sounds he continued to wash her. Dipping the cloth in the water again he washed her bum and then let the cloth slide down her thighs on the outside. With fresh water he then washed the inside of her thighs before washing her private areas. As he did so, the throbbing in his trousers felt as if he would explode. His eyes went to her bum, watching his hand with the cloth disappearing between her legs as he washed her and his breath came faster and more pressured. He blinked a few times then withdrew his hand fast and threw the cloth into the bowl with water, before carrying it back to the table.<br><br>He then took a small vial, barely bigger than a knuckle of his thumb and a dagger and walked back to her, turning her back to face the room. With a smile on his face he said low <em>"Now hold still girl I just need a few drops alright"</em> before placing the dagger against her arm and driving the tip just a little into it. Immediately he held the vial underneath it catching a few drops out of the barely bleeding wound before licking his thumb and then rubbing the small wound until it stopped bleeding. It was barely visible.<br><br>He walked back to the table and placed the dagger back on it, holding the small vial in his hand he walked back to her <em>"I will go and get the master now Girl"</em> he said, his eyes fixed on her, still breathing heavily<em> "It was nice knowing you"</em> he added with a chuckle before walking over to the double doors which led into the adjoining room. Pulling them both open he prepared the way for his master.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>12-10-2009, 13:04:20</strong>
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				Jessica could hear his breathing increasing so she decided when he was washing her private areas to make it increasingly difficult. When the wash cloth went to her pussy she made a soft moaning cry and trembled slightly. The man threw the wash cloth in the basin and took it away, Jessica smiled inwardly to herself until she saw him approaching her with a knife. When he told her he was going to take a few drops of her blood she became a little concerned but the bleeding stopped quickly. <br><br>Jessica could not understand what he needed the blood for, <em>'why would a man want her blood?</em>', she kept asking herself. <br><br>When the man told her he was going to go get the master she became terrified. Jessica said in an obviously concerned voice, "<strong>Can I ask one question before the master arrives? I was wondering, what shall I call him? I mean how should I address him, as Master, like you? Or am I even suppose to speak? I only ask because after such a nice wash I would not want to get you in trouble by making a mistake."</strong>&nbsp; Jessica was still trying to make an friend, if possible. She knew her experience with the master would be unpleasant but she decided, that if she could endure, she would need this horrible little man later. <br><br>After he opened the doors he turned to her and she smiled sweetly at him, the smile her mother had always told her melted hearts, although she was sure he did not have a heart. She waited to be instructed as to how she was to act with the master.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 03:01:30</strong>
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				Timothy stopped for a moment and turned again to look at the Girl. His lips formed a smile <em>“Call him what you wish Missy. You won't have to call him that long, I can assure you. So why worry”</em> he said, turning back and walking into the other room.<br><br>Through the open door she could hear what was going on muffled yet rather clearly.<br><br><em>“Master” </em>Timothy said in a tone a child would strike when waking the parents too early, yet a certain gentleness and love mixed in as he spoke <em>“My Lord it is time. You need to rise again”.</em><br><br>The words were followed by a few moments of silence, then a low moan was audible. It slowly became louder and sounded more painful until it finally stopped. <em>“I have prepared you a meal, she is in your room”.</em><br><br><em>“How ... long”</em> a second voice, deep yet hoarse could be heard <em>“have I”</em> the voice trailed off and fell silent.<br><br><em>“98 years My Lord”</em> Timothy replied gentle, as under his voice rustling could be heard.<br><br><em>“Ninety...eight?"</em> the hoarse voice replied, disbelief in the tone it had. - <em>“Yes Master”</em> Timothy replied almost apologetically.<em> “Should I ... help you?” </em>he asked.<br><br>After a moment the other voice could be heard again <em>“No...no, I will walk by myself”</em> it said, a mixture of sadness yet determination swinging in it.<br><br>She could hear slow footsteps and Timothy walked slowly backwards towards Jessica, apparently making sure that his Master was indeed capable of walking the distance alone and without help. He blocked Jessica's view for the most part until he was halfway across the room, then he made way for his Master.<br><br>Jessica could see a man, his features looking that of a man in his late 30s, perhas early 40s, yet with more wrinkles and much older skin as one would expect from such a young man. He was almost 6 feet tall with dark brown hair which fell over his shoulders and his dark, almost black eyes looked tiredly at her, yet there seemed to be a hunger in them, a hunger that seemed much more awake and alert than the rest of his body was. <br><br>Slowly he walked towards her until he stood but a few inches apart from her. His eyes fixed on hers, drawing them in he spoke slowly, his voice deep yet still hoarse<em> “What is your name?” </em>he asked, not taking his eyes off of hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 18:35:24</strong>
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				As Jessica watched, who she assumed was, the master approach her, she could not take her eyes from him. When he ask her name she felt compelled to answer. She said,<strong>"Jessica, Master, Jessica is my name."</strong><br><br>She hoped that her response was correct because she knew he could be cruel if he wanted to. She did not want to anger him, she was still trying to figure out how to survive this night. The way the other man spoke to him confused her. He was so cruel and yet he acted like he truly loved the Master, she wasn't sure what that meant but she knew it was important. <br><br>Jessica waited to see what the Master was going to do with her. She was afraid but also a little excited and she didn't understand that either. Jessica thought to herself, <em>'I am losing my mind, how can I be excited in this situation? I am a prisoner, naked in front of two men I don't know, and I am excited, I am crazy.'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>13-10-2009, 21:15:52</strong>
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				Timothy had walked to the opposite corner of the room, waiting patiently. <br><br>Desmond looked at the girl in front of her, his eyes still fixed on hers as she told her name. <em>Jessica</em> he said slowly, her name rolling softly across his lips, the hoarseness in his voice seamed to be uncomfortable to him when he spoke. His eyes wandering from her eyes across her body, admiring it. It has been almost a hundred years since he had last seen a woman and he savoured every moment he had now, looking at this one. As his eyes slowly moved back up along her body, they lingered upon her breasts for a moment and Desmond's lips formed a little smile. <br><br><em>“It isn't cold here Girl”</em> he said softly with a hint of a smile, looking back into her eyes as his hand, now at the moment after almost 100 years without food, looking like that of an old man, went to one of her breasts, a soft fingertip touching her nipple, hinting at what he was talking about. His muscles were aching with every move, only slowly adjusting back to beeing needed.<br><br><em>“Tell me ... Jessica”</em> Desmond said quiet and softly, closing in toward her, now being just inches away from her, his hand cupping her breast now, squeezing it, her nipple between his thumb and index finger<em> Do you know who I am?” </em>he inquired <em>Do you know what I am?” </em>Tilting his head to the side, looking at her neck, her deliciously delicate neck, seeing the pulse in her artery, he slowly licked his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 01:47:55</strong>
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				When he spoke her name it sent chills down her spine. Jessica could not take her eyes from him. She turned completely red from embarrassment when he touched her nipple in a show that he knew she was aroused.<br><br>When he moved closer and started cupping her breasts and nipples, she try to remain silent but she could not, she gave a soft moan. Then he ask her if she knew who and what he was as he looked at her neck, she simply said, <strong>"You are my Master, and I do not know what you are other than that, but I know I am happy to serve you in any way I can."</strong><br><br>Jessica was walking a very tight line here and she knew it. She knew that one wrong word would mean her life, although she wasn't sure what a right move would mean at this point. <br><br>She wasn't sure what was going on and even with his appearance not quite right, she was strangely attracted to the Master. Jessica just kept thinking to herself, <em>'I am crazy how can I find this man attractive he is my captor and apparently my owner now.'</em> <br><br>She wanted to hate him, but all she could think of was that she had something he needed and she wanted him to take it from her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 02:09:54</strong>
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				Desmond smiled as a moan escaped her. It amused him to see that she was not entirely appalled by him. By the situation she was in, by the possibility that she may die that night. He raised an eyebrow as she called him her Master and wanted to serve him? He would have expected a lot after these years, but not a woman giving in to him freely. For a moment he thought wether or not he should keep her. She would be a nice way to get accustomed to his powers again, to feast of her and to relieve the aggression that had built up inside him. <br><br>He paused in his musings about her when the thought of his aggression sparked images of how he was attacked, how he was almost killed. On the order of a person whom he had considered a friend for almost 300 years. Someone he had given his life for, and who sarcastically finally wanted him to give his life, but for other reasons. The thought of Patric, his 'friend' angered him and while his jaw began to twitch the hand he had held her breast with began to tighten. After a brief moment he noticed what was happening and relaxed his hand as well as banning the thoughts about revenge and a debt he would make Patric pay, out of his mind. There would be a time to deal with them.<br><br><em>“I am a Vampire and you were brought here as my feast. As the first meal I had in almost a hundred years...”</em> he paused, his hand moving from her breast to her cheek, his eyes fixing on hers again drawing them in <em>“Jessica”.</em> For a moment that seemed as an eternity even for him, he looked more casually at her again, still caressing her cheek <em>“But I was wondering wether or not I should keep you. To drink my fill from you whenever I need and to...”</em> his hand moved slowly to the back of her head, taking a hold of her hair. <br><br>Having a tight grip of her hair, Desmond pulled her head backwards, exposing her neck openly to him.<em> “...please me as I see otherwise fit” </em>he finished as his eyes fell on her Artery once again, It now being clearly visible, pulsating through her skin, he was able to hear her blood rushing through it, pumping the food he so desperately craved now. As he felt his fangs growing, expanding, he leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear<em> “Don't worry. It will not hurt. You will actually enjoy it”. </em><br><br>Slowly parting his lips he brought his mouth closer to her neck, placing it over her Artery, feeling her pulse becoming faster and faster, taking in the scent of her skin, her heartbeat forming to a crescendo in his mind as he sank his fangs into her skin, puncturing it, sinking them through the soft layer of flesh into her Artery. A deep long moan escaped him as the blood began to pour into his mouth, filling it with that sweet taste he had missed for so long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 14:55:08</strong>
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				Jessica could see a distance look come into his eyes and his hands started to tighten on her breast, she gave a slight moan of pain, and he released the pressure. She could see hurt in his eyes at that moment and she took one hand, shackled as it was, and raised it to his hand stroking it softly. Then he said '<em>I am a vampire and you were brought as my feast,'</em> she let her hand fall away from his. As she processed what he said she thought to herself, <em>"I wonder how old he is and what things he has seen? I wonder if the other man is a vampire too.'</em> <br><br>Suddenly she was lost in his eyes again, and he gripped her hair pulling her head back.&nbsp; She did not struggle, she simply tilted her neck in an attempt to offer herself to him. Jessica knew fighting at this point would only get her killed and he had said he was thinking of keeping her so she resigned herself to his feeding on her. She had heard of vampires but thought they were myths. She tried to understand what this meant.<br><br>He said it would not hurt and she was curious as to what it would feel like for him to gain sustenance from her. <br><br>As his mouth rested on her neck Jessica's heart started pounding. When he began to feed from her she thought to herself, '<em>This is not so bad, it is actually quite erotic.'</em> <br><br>Jessica was already aroused and this made her even more so. She moaned softly as he drank from her, hoping all the while that he would not kill her but not caring, at this moment, if he did.<br><br>Jessica brought her hand up again, it was difficult with it shackled, but she did it. She put it at the back of his head holding him to her neck as he drank. She thought this might show her willingness to serve him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>14-10-2009, 15:32:19</strong>
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				As her blood rushed into his mouth, Desmond drank it eagerly, his heart pounding from the sensation of having the essence of her life fill his mouth, giving him new life. The sensation of his body responding almost overwhelmed him and he held her tighter, pressing her body against his. Yet there was a voice of conscience in his head 'If you want to keep her from passing out stop it now. If you want to keep her for yourself, stop now'.<br><br>His lips began to tremble as he pressed his tongue against the marks in her neck. Not moving at all he stood there, pressing her body against his, his mouth covering her wounds, closing them, feeling how his body began to regain some of its strength, feeling how new life filled his muscles, his skin beginning to soften. He remained like this for what seemed an eternity to him, yet was not more than perhaps 15 minutes. Finally, as the rush of his meal had seized, the sensations in his body slowly subsiding, he gradually released his grip on her body, letting her go as he took a step back and looked at her. <br><br>Desmond's voice had no sign of stress, the hoarseness was gone, his eyes like that of a man his mortal age bright and alert, the deep wrinkles which had covered his skin all but disappeared he stood there, raising his hand slowly to caress her cheek. “You wish to remain with me, Serve my every desire?” he asked, looking deeply into his eyes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 02:01:34</strong>
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				After he had drank from her he held he tight. Jessica was visibly pale and she felt a little light headed, but other than that she felt fine, and she was very happy to be alive. <br><br>When the master pulled away from her he looked different, he looked younger and his skin was much improved. His eyes are what captured her though, they were beautiful, mesmerizing. He ask her if she wanted to remain with him and serve him and she said, in a trembling voice, <strong>"Yes Master I do."</strong> <br><br>As Jessica looked into his eyes, and he into hers, she knew it was true, she did want to stay with him and serve him. She wanted to do anything to make him happy. It was as though he had cast some spell on her, but she knew he hadn't. <br><br><em>'He was a handsome man and he wanted her,'</em> she thought to herself. <br><br>Jessica was still confused about what it meant to serve him and about what it would be like to serve a vampire, but she was willing to do what she could to stay alive.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>15-10-2009, 03:25:54</strong>
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				Desmond smiled as she answered him. <em>“Good girl”</em> he said softly, caressing her cheek.<br><br><em>“I will need to drink from you every few days, though once I have regained my strength once a week should suffice. You will get used to it” </em>he explained as his hand went to her back, caressing it tenderly, slowly moving lower to her bum. He had other desires that he wanted to see met, after all those years. <br><em><br>“And you will of course be rewarded if you do as I say” </em>he said gently, his hand moving across her bum, his fingertips barely going between the cheeks, lower yet to touch ever so slightly over her center. <em>“Though if you don't” </em>he paused, bringing his hand back upwards to her bum drawing it back a little before letting it meet with her flesh in a sudden slap<em> ”you will be punished. Do you understand that?”</em><br><br>Desmond's hand went back down, caressingher bum once more as his fingertips again went between her cheeks, moving lower, pushing towards her center, finding her lips and slowly pressing against them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>16-10-2009, 22:39:58</strong>
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				When the master brought his hand down in a spank against her ass Jessica yelped slightly. His hands began roaming against her skin and she answered his question, if she understood, by saying, <strong>"Yes Master I understand, I will do anything you wish."</strong> <br><br>As he pressed against her lips she moaned and moved slightly, pressing back into him. She tried to raise her arms to put them around him but the shackles restrained her from doing so. She gave a slight sound of exasperation at her restraints and dropped her arms to beside herself, limply. She did not know why she had to be restrained, she was being cooperative, but she dared not say anything in fear of being punished. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 12:58:23</strong>
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				Desmond pressed his fingers furher against her, parting her nether lips as they did so, feeling her soft&nbsp; and warm center. He moved them about slightly before easing the pressure, letting his hand move across her bum again, taking a hold of it and grabbing it tightly for a moment. <br><br>As he released his grip he stepped around to face her again and looking deeply into her eyes he undid the rope from the cuffs that bound her<em> “Have a seat in the chair”</em> he said, taking his eyes of from her as he walked to the vanity. Opening the drawer he took out a razor and unfolded it. Scraping the blade over his fingertip he ensure it was sharp and found it to be so. He would have to compliment his servant on keeping things in order during his sleep. <br><br>He then went to take the water bowl which stood on the vanity and brought both to the chair in which she sat, placing them on the ground. He turned again and paused for a moment, a smile forming on his lips<em> “I hope you don't plan on cutting me with it now that my back is turned”</em> he said in an amused tone before taking a towel from the dresser and bringing it to her as well before undoing her cuffs and letting them drop to the ground. <br><br>Desmond slowly sat in the other chair, facing her and leaned back. Placing his elbow on the armrest he rested his head on the thumb and index finger and smiled at her. <em>“Shave yourself”</em> he said calmly as his eyes narrowed and a smile again appeared on his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>17-10-2009, 13:29:01</strong>
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				She was extremely thankful when he undid the rope that was bound with her cuffs. She gladly sat in the chair as he instructed her to do. When Jessica saw the Master retrieve a sharp razor from the dresser she was slightly frightened. He brought the razor and a basin of water to her, she was confused. He said he hoped she was not thinking of cutting him and she promptly said, <strong>"No Master I would not cut you."</strong><br><br>He returned with a towel, removed her cuffs and&nbsp; then sat in a chair facing her, he next told her to shave. She wasn't sure if he meant for her to shave just her legs or everything so she began to shave her legs. As she shaved her legs she was careful not to nick herself. The razor was extremely sharp and she had to take her time to ensure that she did not cut herself, she was shaking slightly. <br><br>When she was done with her legs she smiled at the Master and ask, <strong>"Would you like me to shave my womanly area as well?"</strong><br><br>Jessica waited for his response before continuing. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>18-10-2009, 03:48:43</strong>
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				Desmond sat comfortably, leaned back in the easychair watching as she shaved her legs. She must have done so before as she handled the razor, bringing it about the curves of her legs, with the ease of a woman who had done so before. Yet she seemed careful not to cut hereself perhaps worried he would jump on her and want to drink her blood he thought, smiling a little wider.<br><br>As she asked him if she should shave her womanly are as well, his smile changed with a hint of a mischevious undertone in it<em> “Please do so. Yet let me ask you, while you are doing this...”</em> he paused waiting for her to begin.<br><br><em>“Your womanly area, is that what you call it? I am sure you use other expressions for it, don't you? When you were alone with a man for example” </em>he smiled again watching her <em>“You have bed a man before haven't you? And if so, let me ask you”</em> he paused <em>“how many?”</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>19-10-2009, 08:41:04</strong>
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				Jessica was embarrassed at the masters remarks, she blushed terribly. She began shaving her pussy and said, <strong>"I am only 20 and unmarried Master, I have never been with a man before. My mother schooled me in the arts of pleasing a man before her death, but I have never had a opportunity to use that knowledge. As for your other question as to what I call my private area, I only know one other term for it, and it sounds a bit crude. I have heard it called a Pussy before."</strong><br><br>As she shaved her pubic area she remember something her mother had told her once. Her mother had said that some men prefer a woman to be hairless down there because it increased the females pleasure. As Jessica thought about that for a moment she blushed again, wondering if the master intended on pleasuring her tonight. She could not look up at him with such thoughts in her mind, she would be completely humiliated. Jessica tried to consentrate on the task at hand since she did not want to cut herself, especially now. <br><br>When she was finished she put the razor by the basin and awaited further instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 02:00:40</strong>
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				Desmond watched her with a smile, watched every move of her hands, every careful cares the blade gave her most delicate skin. <em>“Never been with a man”</em> he smiled widened a little <em>“So you are telling me that your little 'womanly area' has never been visited by anything other than your fingers, hm?”</em> he tilt his head to the other side, resting on his hand again, eyeing her slowly up an then back down, resting hi eyes for a moment on that sweet now bare area before looking into Jessica's eyes, drawing them in as he spoke again.<br><br><em>“For one thing, don't call me master. I do not care for it from anyone else but from this half brained twit out&nbsp; there”</em> he motioned to the door. <em>“I do value his service and he is as loyal as they come yet he is lucky to be able to walk and breath at the same time. I am amazed he managed to get you here” </em>he said with a slight smirk. <em>“And with the soft tone of your voice I think I would prefer Sire. I think it will sound nicely, softly flowing from those sweet lips of yours”</em> he added. <br><em><br>“Secondly, I have been in the state you had seen me in for almost a hundred years and I have a lot to make up for, lost time, lost sensations, lost desires, you name it” </em>he slowly stood up from his chair <em>“We will travel soon. A day or two and we will go on to Paris, then Hamburg, Amsterdam. Visiting acquaintances, looking after my affairs, 'reawakening' my funds so to speak. And ultimately I want to find someone. Someone I have to have a word with”.</em> He explained now standing in front of her <em>“For this you must be clothed. So we shall see for you to get adequate clothing. But before we do this, I have...”</em> his eyes narrowed, looking at her as his voice became almost a whisper <em>“different desires to take care of”. <br></em><br>Walking over to the bed, he motioned for her to follow him. He pulled the curtains aside which had the bed closed off, then took the cloth rope that was meant to hold them to the bedposts from two of the posts <em>“Lay down”</em> he said quietly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>21-10-2009, 20:16:59</strong>
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				When he ask her if she was trying to tell him that she had only ever pleasured herself, she said timidly, <strong>"Yes master I have only ever had my own fingers near my private area, that is until your man washed me there."</strong><br><br>Then he told her not to call him Master but to call him Sire. She was happy that, even though he valued his servant, he knew he was a little twit.<br><br>When he explained his plans of traveling and the matter of her clothing she was excited. She had always wanted to travel and she had not been able to buy a new dress in two years, so it was very exciting. <br><br>She followed as he motioned for her to come with him. When he told her lay down on the bed she was nervous and anxious at the same time. She simply said, <strong>"Yes Sire."</strong> Jessica laid down on the bed, she was not sure if she was suppose to do anything so she waited for instructions.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 01:59:49</strong>
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				As she laid on the bed, Desmond sat on it edge and looked at her. Extending his hand, he placed it gently on her abdomen before moving it slowly higher to her chest, letting it run over her breasts although barely touching her soft skin. As he did so he spoke quietly and slowly. <br><br><em>“Your reaction when I bit you was more than what it normally does. You seemed to enjoy it more than the others. Perhaps you are one of the women who...”</em> he smiled and moved his hand back to her abdomen, then letting caress her lower, meeting her thigh, going lower yet before bringing it to the inside of her thigh and moving it back up as he continued <em>“enjoy pain, who take pleasure from it. We should test that theory, hm?”</em><br><br>He brought his hand up between her legs, touching her soft, inviting nether lips, applying the smallest amount of pressure before bringing his hand back up. As he stood up he took one of the cloth ropes he had taken from the bedposts and smiled at her warmly<em> “You see, there is pain in a bad way and then there is pain that can highten your pleasure, can make you want things, do things you never dreamed of” </em>he said as he gently tied the rope around her wrist before taking the other wrist and tying both together. He did so gently and slowly, enjoying the process of it, before he tied the other end of the rope to the lowest of the three wooden bars that ran across between the two bedposts and served as a headboard.<br><br>Having done so he lowered his face to hers while caressing her chest again, this time cupping her breast in his hand, massaging it gently, her nipple between the tips of his thumb and indexfinger and whispered <em>“I can make you want things you didn't even knew existed Jessica” </em>he said, emphasising her name as he whispered it passionately as he squeezed her nipple between his fingers, pinching it. Not too hard, but enough to be sure he would get a reaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>22-10-2009, 20:57:37</strong>
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				Jessica shivered at his touch. When he spoke of her reaction to his bit she was bashful because he was right it had turned her on. His hand slightly grazed her pussy and she shivered again, she had never felt the sensations she was feeling now. When he tied her hands above her head to the headboard she moaned in expectation. <br><br>As he began caressing her and cupping her breasts, she was in complete and utter oblivion. Loving the way his hands stroked her the way he spoke her name and when he told her he could make her want things she did know about, she knew he was right. <br><br>Jessica's pussy was very wet and when he pinched her nipples she gave a gasping sigh. While it did hurt a little the sensation it sent to her pussy was incredible, she found herself wanting him to do it again and again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>26-10-2009, 03:13:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				By her reaction Desmond knew she loved what he did. How strange this must be to her, he thought. Going from one life to a completely different one within a few hours. From being whatever she had been before, to being the companion for a Vampire. Letting his hand move slowly across her abdomen, lower to her waist and her hips. Then slowly, with an almost unnoticeable pressure he moved hi fingertips inward. His soft skin finding hers, finding her heat moist and welcoming.<br><br>With a smile he leaned his head closer to her as his fingers moved between her legs, beginning to encircle her most sensitive areas. Trailing kisses from her neck to her chest he found her breasts and cupped her nipple with his mouth, sucking gently while barely caressing it with his tongue. Then suddenly he lowered his teeth over it and let them grind on it, biting it as he increased the pressure of his fingertips at the same time.<br><br>His eyes finding hers, Desmond removed his mouth and fingers from her and opened the robe he was wearing. Wearing nothing underneath it, it was easy for her to see his excitement for her as he knelt on the bed before gently turning her onto her front, raising her bum into the air. <em>“You have no idea” </em>Desmond said quietly as his fingertips ran across her heat again, wetting them in her nectar before encircling her pearl again <em>“no idea whatsoever how much I missed being with a woman. "</em><br><br><em>"And then to find you as I woke up” </em>a smile came to his face as he increased the pressure on her with his fingertips while drawing his other hand back slowly<em> “you are perfect in every sense of the word”</em> he said calmly while his fingertips rubbed her more intensely, making sure she would not get too close to the point of no return. Suddenly, his fingertips still working her heat, he brought his other hand down and slapped her bum hard enough to leave a pinkish mark.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>27-10-2009, 20:43:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica was gasping from his touch, he knew exactly how to please her and she had no defense. When he removed his mouth and fingers from her she whimpered. <br><br>Then he removed his robe and she was astounded at his erection, he seemed so controlled. He flipped her over and told her how much he had missed being with a woman. Touching her with such care. His touch was incredible and Jessica was moaning with pleasure, she was glad, for the moment, that he was pleased with her. Her bum was in the air and he began spanking her, she wasn't sure if he was doing so because he was displeased with her or because he knew it sent vibrations to her pussy. Although her ass was hurting with each spank she moaned with pleasure because it was the most wonderful sensation as he worked his fingers along her moisture and heat.<br><br>Jessica continued to make soft moaning sounds and she said eventually, <strong>"Sire I am not sure what is wrong with me but I am having a tingling sensation and a throbbing. It is becoming painful and wonderful at the same time. I have never felt this before."</strong><br><br>She was concerned because when she pleasured herself she had never felt the intensity that she felt now.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>29-10-2009, 03:58:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				After his hand had met her bum a few more times, Desmond slowly withdrew his hand from her center, caressing her bum gently now. Leaning down he kissed it a few times , while his hand still caressed the other cheek, then moving down to her thigh. He could feel his fangs growing again, overreacting to being this close to the source of food, after such a long time.<br><br>But food was not on his mind at the moment. He moved his kisses further across her bum before his lips met with her heat, taking in her scent this close, along with the taste of her, sent a wave of sensations through his body and took a firm hold of her bum with his hand. Then he began to let his tongue flicker slightly over her heat, savouring her taste as it parted her and explored while his nails began to dig into her bum. <br><br>Moaning deeply he withdrew again and raising his hand he slapped her bum another time, harder this time. <em>"So you like this hm? You like to be pleasured?” </em>he asked her with a smile<em> “You like to have that sweet ass of yours slapped while I pleasure you, hm”.</em> Leaning over he took a hold of her hair and pulled her head back, looking at her with a lustful smile <em>“Tell me”.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>01-11-2009, 21:31:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jessica was embarrassed by her reaction to his touch, his slaps on her ass, his kisses. But she knew there was no hiding her desire it was obvious, her moans and whimpering were dead give aways but the worst give away was the moisture between her legs, trickling down her thighs. <br><br>When he ask her to tell him if she enjoyed his pleasuring her, she simply said, in a breathless voice, <strong>"Yes Sire, I love the feel of your hands and mouth on me. Please Sire make this aching inside stop, I can not take anymore, I will do anything."</strong> <br><br>He had her head pulled back by the hair, and she felt like she was going to explode soon if she did not find a way to release the tension that was building inside of her. She moaned and whimpered in the pleasure that he gave her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mjoellnir</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 02:34:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Desmond smiled again, her head still pulled back by the hair he had in his hand he kissed her lips softly, then let his tongue run across them <em>“Its your taste Jessica. Your own”</em> he said with a smile before he let loose of her hair, letting her head rest. He moved lower again, taking the candleholder off the nightstand, placing it on the floor beside the bed before returning to caress her bum.<br><br><em>“So you would like me to stop this aching”</em> he smiled <em>“What if I were to tell you that it will become worse. That if I make it stop it will only make you want more” </em>he said slowly as he raised her bum up, kneeling behind it. Slowly he pushed the tip of his manhood against her, barely parting her lips <em>“What if I told you that it will consume you, that it will eat you alive and not let you go”.</em><br><br>Placing his hands on her hips he pulled her closer to himself, letting his tip enter her slowly before in a sudden move entering her deeply, his hips meeting with her. The sensation of herencircling him rushed through his body like her blood had not so long ago. It felt revitalizing, it felt inspiring, his body seemed to scream in pasion as a deep moan, almost a growl forming in his lungs and slowly was released. <em>“By all the Saints who died for their believes, Girl this is good”</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: An unwilling meal (Xandi &amp; Mjoellnir)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Autumn52</strong> on <strong>06-11-2009, 13:27:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His kiss was gentle and increased her desire for him. When he spoke of the ache consuming her she became afraid. <br>Before she could ask what he meant, he grabbed her hips and placed the tip of his cock at her entrance. Jessica gasp and moved to try to get him inside of her. With one quick motion he was inside of her, deep inside. Jessica cried out from the intensity of the pain when he broke her hymen. But the pain was brief and as she started to relax she felt his cock caressing the walls of her womanhood. Jessica could not believe the pleasure he was bringing her. <br><br>Jessica had never had sex before but she could fell him inside of her and naturally started contracting her muscles around his thick cock. He felt so large and she felt like he completely filled her.
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