A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)
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				Title: <strong>A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 05:51:21</strong>
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				Kintaru sat quietly in his chair, the privet booth in the auction house he'd been given. They'd given him a warm glass of AB negative and the finest cigars in the world. He didn't even know why he bothered coming here. He should have sent one of his underlings. This placed smelled like human and demon filth. It sicken him. He watched as the brought out girl after virgin girl, each high and heavily sedated. the could barely stand on the high stiletto's they'd been forced to wear. The clothing the had them wear revealed everything, save for their nipples and a thin cloth covering their sex. They stood them on a stage and waited for the various elites to bid on them.<br><br>Kintaru sighed as yet another girl failed to spark his interest. He swore that if he was doing nothing but waisting his time here, Carmello, the owner of the auction house, would die. He's my have been infinite, but it was valuable. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 17:20:15</strong>
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				Olivia was never one to take orders silently. She questioned anything and everything, and being here, in this filth, auctioned like a cow at market wasn't on her To Do list today. Dressed in a cream see through dress, her breasts and womanhood covered by a cloth they so graciously gave them. Most of the girls were already drugged, but Olivia kicked and screamed when they tried to inject the needle in her. The auctioneer flipped his hand, saying they would get more out of a feisty slave because some men thrived on breaking women. Not just going for their looks, but personality as well.<br><br>And so her number was up, 385, and with a glare that would have shot daggers into the crowd, she jerked against the guards that pushed her out, seemingly unaware that Liv was stewing and preparing her escape. "Ah, now, gentleman! We have a rather feisty slave on our stage today! Number 385, 5'8", brunette hair, brown eyes, and while she isn't skinny, with training she will become just how you want her to be, mentally and physically. Shall we start the bidding at $5,000?" Liv growled and twisted her body, kicking the one guard in the shin, while she head butted the other in the nose, stunning them for a few seconds before she revealed that the roped holding her were broken, a sharp rock having done the trick for several hours. She kicked off her stiletto heels, finding them whorish and unclassy and jumped off the stage, bursting through the crowd as a means of escape. She wouldn't be someone's fuck toy. She had a family back home, missing her and looking for her. She didn't want to be here with these.... vampires.<br><br>Unfortunately, several yards from the door, a vampire grabbed her by her hair, knocking her off her feet and electing a scream of pain from her lips. The impact of the concrete floor and her head caused her to black out, her plan foiled and her fate undecided. The auctioneer gave an awkward laugh, "Well, folks, any takers?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 18:53:54</strong>
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				Kintaru watch with as they brought out another female, this one different from the first. They hadn't drugged her, and he immediately knew why. She was so... fiesty. He could feel his blood stirring as she fought against the guards, her actions enticing him. Maybe this hadn't been such a useless trip after all. His eyes scanned her body. Large breast and thick thighs. She was perfect. She had curves. and they made her beautiful. <br><br>He reached down and pressed the button, signaling his willingness to bid. He's eyes stayed on her the entire time. He watched as she was dragged back to the stage and held in place by two of the guards and as others began to bid on her, he felt his anger rising. Before long her price was up well over $300,000.<br><br>"Well folks, it appears as though this little girls sparked a lot of your interest and if that's the case, she's worth more than $300,000. I say we raise the bidding increment up to 50,000 so do I hear a 350,000?" The auctioneer asked, the dollar signs in his head practically visible in his eyes. That seemed to cute off alot of the smaller bidders, but a few heavy hitters were still in play. Kintaru mashed the button a few more times before standing up and leaving his seat. He'd be damned if he let someone else take her home.<br><br>Stepping out of his box he made his way to the stage, all eyes on him. They all knew who he was, and they all knew that if he wanted her, he would get her.<br><br>"$1,000,000." He said, standing on the stage. Her rarely used his influence to gain what he wanted, but now was definitely the time. Several of the lower class vampires and demons bowed to him, and the higher ups all squirmed in the velvet chairs off their cushy privet boxes. He waited around, daring anyone else to make a bid. After a few moments the auctioneer rang his bell and clapped his hands, the others did as well.<br><br>"Sold to Lord Kintaru. Your prize will be delivered to your car." He told him. Kintaru walked calmly from the room and made his way out to the black stretch limo that waited for him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:10:25</strong>
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				She would fight tooth and nail for her life, and obviously the price was rising higher and higher for her body. These blood suckers wanted to make her throw up. She couldn't stand the thought of being their meal, being forced to do things to them. It was enough to make her run for her life. She got to the door and was nearly home free when someone grabbed her hair and yanked her back, the impact of the ground hitting her head causing her to black out, completely missing the rest of the auction and who bought her for quite a price. What she did remember, she was thrown in the back of a stretch limo most unceremoniously, a grunt coming from her lips. Her hands were tied behind her back and her feet were bound together so she couldn't run. Not like she could go anywhere anyway. Vampires were faster than humans.. much faster and she would no doubt be taking a step before someone caught her.<br><br>The car started to move and Olivia tried to sit up, struggling quite a bit before she looked over to see her new master, a snarl on her lips and hatred in her eyes. "I suspect you want me to fuck you every night and give my neck to you? You can forget it. Kill me now before you have to dirty your precious little hands..." She would rather die before doing anything against her will. Vampires were scum, enough said. And to have her life bought by one was just immoral.
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 06:37:09</strong>
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				"You're a feisty little human aren't you?" Kintaru said quietly, his eyes scanning her. He sipped a wine bottle filled with angel's blood as he watched her. He stayed quiet, watching her with his silver eyes, Then he turned away from her and pulled out a Blackberry to make a phone call.<br><br>"We're on the way." He said simply before hanging up, not even giving the one on the other end the chance to answer. He tucked the phone into the breast pocket of his expensive suit and continued to sip the contents of his glass. After some time he turned his attention back to her.<br><br>"Oh yes, that's right. I do need to explain somethings to you." He said it as though it were a chore, though with his thick English accent the annoyance was nearly lost. "I am Kintaru Nobucon, you're new master. I purchased you and now you belong to me. Whatever I wish, whatever I want from you I will have. Either by your own will or by force." <br><br>"Now, if you listen to me we will get along famously, but if you disobey, Punishment will be swift and brutal."He set his wine glass down and reached into cabinet, pulling out a beautiful diamond studded black collar. "Now, put this on."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Slave to the King (sheiba90 and kalypso)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 07:02:27</strong>
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				She glared at him when he spoke to her for the first time, finding his English accent to be handsome, instead of annoying. Whatever was in that bottle, she didn't want to know, and so she looked out the window, trying hard to think of something else. The phone call he made caused her head to turn back to him, the quizzical look she gave him going unanswered. Fine, he wanted to be a douche? She'd be a bitch right back. She looked out the window, seemingly uninterested in what he had to say when he gave her the run down. Ha. Like she'd honestly listen to him. Her life was over now, might as well have killed her when he got the chance. Get along? Ha. He was a fucking blood sucker, and she was just bought. This wasn't the the 1800s. She wasn't a slave to him. He could get as much pain out of her as he wanted, but she wouldn't be his fucking slave. That drew the line. He reached into a cabinet and drew out a collar, ordering her to put it on. She smile and laughed softly, raising her brow. "No. I'm not a fucking dog. Get over yourself." Besides, she had her hands and feet tied, so unless he wanted to risk her escape by untying her, this would be her first rule break. Awesome.
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 07:14:02</strong>
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				Kintaru arched an eyebrow at her before reaching out and grasping her hair in his hand. He yanked it hard, pulling her back and forcing her to look up at him.<br><br>"Make no mistake about it, I am not asking you. And if I desire for you to be my dog, you will be my dog. trust me, you do not want me to placing this around your neck, for if I do, I will feed from you right here and now and leave your neck ripped open and bleeding onto the upholstery." He voice did not waiver, nor did his tone change, but the look in his eyes was colder than ice. He released his hold on her and straightened his suit. Using his sharp nails, he sliced through the bonds around her wrist and ankles and offered it to her again.<br><br>"Put this on. And you can forget any notions of trying to escape. For if you try, I will snap your legs."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 13:56:45</strong>
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				She gasped in pain when he grabbed her by her hair and pulled her forward, wincing up at him as he spoke. His gaze grew colder and scared her into submissiveness - for now. She had more spirit bottled up, and no doubt would unleash it when she got the chance. "I don't believe that you would rip my throat open when you spent so much of your precious money one me, bastard." She stared at him, challenging him before retreating to her corner of the seat, refusing to do anything. Then her ropes were cut and she snatched the collar from his hand, glaring at him as she snapped it on. "Fuck you, asshole. I'll run every chance I get. Remember that." She would be giving this man one hell of a time, after all, he did pay a million dollars for her... might as well make it worth her while.
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 18:44:57</strong>
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				"What, do you think a million dollar is a lot to me?" Kintaru laughed, his mouth falling open and revealing elongated fangs. "I could have paid fifty-million for you and it would still be like I handed them fifty cents." He leaned forward, grabbing her by the neck and pulling her close to him. "You are however right. I will not rip your out your throat. Not because I wish to kill you, but because I wish you destroy you slowly." He told her. He stuck out his tongue and licked her cheek.<br><br>"You make the mistake of thinking that you mean something to me." He told her. "But you'll figure out sooner or later that you mean nothing unless you obey. And if your not obeying then you are nothing. If your worth nothing to me, then I drain you and throw away your body." He kissed her on the neck, nipping the skin before letting her go.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 22:03:37</strong>
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				She stared wide eyed at his fangs, wondering how much money he had to think that a million was nothing. She gasped aloud when he grabbed her neck and pulled him close, speaking to her and scaring her just a little more on the inside. No.. he wouldn't dare kill her. If he was so freely willing to kill her, how many before her were dead? Before she could even question him, his tongue snaked out and licked her cheek, electing a cry from her, pulling away violently, but he held her fast. He spoke again and she snarled at him. "Treat me with respect and I'll obey your every command." She gasped when he kissed her neck, her skin catching between his teeth and in reaction, her hand slapping him viciously across the face as she glared at him. "I'm not some whore for your disgusting sick pleasure. Do <em>not</em> take liberties with my person without my permission, asshole."
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>14-08-2009, 23:16:34</strong>
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				Kintaru just looked at her for a time, his face expression blank, his cold eyes staring down at her. She had smacked him. <em>She</em> had put her hands on <em>him</em>. After a second his face broke out into a grin, his fangs glistening in the dull light of a limo. His grabbed her by the throat again and pushed her down into the seat, his hips in between her thighs to keep them open. <br><br>Leaning his head down, he bit into her shoulder, a symbol of dominance, a demon thing unfamiliar to humans, but he was markign her. Pulling is fangs away, he licked the wound clean, watching it seal up and leave a black star. He looked down at her, his silver eyes tinging scarlet.<br><br>"I have marked you as my property, weither you like it or not. You are mine, and You will not disobey me and never," He tightened his grip on her neck," NEVER slap me."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 01:36:29</strong>
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				She had only had one other man take liberty with her person, and the man ended up in the hospital with his testicles inside his body. The vampire who had just kissed her neck got a less severe punishment, but the message was the same. His reaction was not what she had expected. Usually men who liked to show they were dominant over women slapped them and beat them around. He just grinned at her after a while of staring at her. She made a strangled cry when he grabbed her throat and pushed her down into the seat, her thighs unable to close because he was laying between them. She tried to move away from his teeth, but she got bit anyway, a soft sound of pain leaving her lips as he did so. He moved away quickly after that, licking the wound clean and she felt it heal, looking down to see a small black star. She locked gazes with him, glaring up at him, her glare soon turning into one of mockery when he spoke. "Seriously? You honestly think one little bite is going to make me your property. You are honestly messed up in the head there, buddy. I am not a slave, this is not the 1800s and you can bite me all you like, but I will <em>never</em> be yours." His grip tightened on her neck, she she snarled at him, gnashing her teeth at him before she spit back at him. "I'll slap you whenever you take liberties with my body without my permission. And eye for an eye, hm?"
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 04:27:34</strong>
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				Kintaru released his hold o n her neck, intent upon showing her exactly what that mark could do. Not that he needed it to make her obey him, but this way would be a little more fun. The more she disobeyed him, the more she would desire him, until she would finally beg him to take her. It was nearly the same as a mating mark, only this one had no affect on him. He could force her to subjegate to him and beg him for his touches and her internal struggle would force the mark into over drive. It was just a matter of time before she was on her knees begging him to do whatever he wished to her.<br><br>He looked her in the eyes, probing deep into her thoughts and releasing all control she had of her body over to him. Once he felt her body relax, he kissed her on the mouth, willing her body to reciprocate the motion. Before pulling back.<br><br>"This is the perfect punishment for you." He told her, reaching up to cup one of her breast and pushing her to arch into him. "I will force you to bow to my whims." He lowered his head, pushing up the thin fabric covering her nipples and lowering his head to suckle on the hardened kernels. "I will make you enjoy it." He whispered against her skin.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 19:03:19</strong>
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				She had only figured that he had bitten her, out of hunger or just a simple form of punishment. She had no idea what the mark did. She glared back at him, hoping he could realize how much she hated him at the moment. Then she felt a strange pull to him, and when he bent down to kiss her, she tried to refuse, pushing on his chest, but finding her lips kissing him back. Her mind said one thing, while her body did a completely opposite thing. He pulled back and spoke, and she only shook her head, shooting daggers at him when he cupped her breast, her body instinctively arching into him. "Fuck you.. I.. hate you.." She hesitated and faltered, the anger in her eyes evident but her lips unable to form the word "hate you". It was difficult to even think about hating him when he sucked on her nipples, a soft sigh escaping her lips. He'd make her enjoy it? How the hell would he do that? "I hope you burn in hell, vampire. You cannot force me to do anything.." She had finally gotten herself under control, her anger in her voice was again at its full strength as she pushed on him, her arms growing tired quickly because of it. "Get off me!"
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 19:25:49</strong>
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				HE laughed at her, pushing her arms back down and using his power to again force her to stop fighting him. His fangs nipped at the her nipple as his free hand slid lightly down her thigh, his haand trailing from the outside in, until it rested mear centimeters from the cloth that coverd her sex.<br><br>He looked up at her, his silver eyes twinged with red and slowly slid his hand forward, brushing his fingers lightly over her cover clit.<br><br>"Tell me you like it." He told her.
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 23:27:16</strong>
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				She screamed in rage when he pushed her arms back down, laughing at her mockingly at her helplessness. Her screams soon turned into loud moans as his fangs nipped at her nipples, his other hand moving between her thighs. She shook her head, her body giving all the signs that she was enjoying it but her mind still fighting. She looked up at him, glaring when his fingers touched her covered clit, despite the soft groan escaping her lips. Like it? She loved it.. He could tell that already,&nbsp; but she would never say it. "Never.. Go to hell!" Her hips arched, however, and his fingers pressed into her clit, sensations tingling through her lower body. "You can't force me to do anything.. my body may want you, but <em>I</em> never will!"
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 23:39:51</strong>
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				"My dear, I don't have to force you to do anything." He whispered in her ear, his tongue coming out to trce over the shell. He drew it into his mouth, nipping at it, his fingers still rubbing against her clit. <br><br>Though she couldn't see, a smile graced his lips. He enjoyed her fiestiness and knew without a doubt he would have fun with this one. He slid his fingers upwards, slipping them behind the cloth and easing her clit more.<br><br>"In time, you will beg for my affection."
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				Post by: <strong>Lady Kalypso</strong> on <strong>11-09-2009, 00:18:24</strong>
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				She snarled when he spoke, her head jerking away when his tongue snaked out to trace over her ear, her hands pushing against his chest in a futile attempt to be left alone. His fingers rubbing her clit electing her hips pushing against his hand and her throat to create moans. He was enjoying this, but God she would kill him when she got the chance. Stake, cross, garlic, decapitation. Whatever she could think of, she would do it. His fingers slipped inside the cloth and he had more access to her clit, pleasuring her to the point where she felt herself being pleasured enough to come. He spoke and she opened her eyes, once again fighting the pleasure that was coming over her body. "Fuck you. I would rather beg to die than beg for your affection. You are a disgusting, vile, undead creature and I hope you step in front of a car and die!"
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				Post by: <strong>Queen Be Damned Sheiba</strong> on <strong>29-09-2009, 23:06:15</strong>
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				"Dont pretend as though you don't enjoy this." He told her, pulling his hand from her pantie's and showed her the wetness that dripped from them. He put his wet fingers up to his mouth and sniffed it, flicking his tongue over the dripping digit.<br><br>"You don't have to beg by speaking with me." He smirked at her, putting his finger to her lips. "You're body begs like a horny slut. It want's my attentions. Are you sure your a virgin."
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