60 seconds to what
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				Title: <strong>60 seconds to what</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 07:07:49</strong>
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				The last sunlight in the city was setting and the predator was about to come out to hunt. He has been keeping tabs on a city girl with red hair and he was going to move in on her tonight. As the city became wrapped in darkness the predator awoke. From the bottom of his large tower he went upwards in to the roof. He saw the city being lit by streetlights and cars, and he felt there was no one else out to hunt with him. <br><br>His given name was Richard, although he hasn’t used that name in 300 years. He became a vampire sometime in the European Renaissance. The one who made him wanted to better understand the times, and he soon left him. Now he lives in his tower of sin, and hunts at night. <br><br>He leaped off the large tower, on a shorter one of similar design. After finding the redheaded he watched the girl walk, he watched her a few blocks. He waited until she was alone in a dark alley away from the public, sweeping up and grabbing her in one instant motion. Suppressing her resistance he leaped from one building to another, then another. Once they have arrived at the top of his tower, they went inside. <br><br>He pushed her in to a large metal chamber. It was barely lit by candle light, and very dark. The light shined on several chains hanging from the roof top and the walls. He threw her to the back of the room, and then exited the chamber, locking the large metal door behind him. The sound of the lock was so loud it felt like it thundered through the tower. <br>
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 08:52:02</strong>
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				Victoria Pleasant waved her hand at the librarian shushing her, looping her bag over her shoulder as she gathered her books and papers from the table. She had been studying for an exam when her mother called and one did not ignore a call from her mother. It just wasn't done. Not to mention she would never hear the end of it, had she done so. Barely able to get a word in, she made the appropriate noises as her mother chattered away in her ear.<br><br>Holding the cellphone between her ear and shoulder, she stuffed the last of her things into her tote and mouthing a silent "Sorry" to the angry librarian who continued to point to the sign that stated no cellphones, she slipped outside. Standing on the steps, she sighed as night had fallen. She had hoped to be home before dark. Her heels clattered down the stone steps and she paused yet again at the base, rolling her eyes. "No, Mother. I have no wish to discuss boys with you. I'm nineteen. I'm not a virgin you know." She jerked the phone away from her ear with a wince. "I have to go, Mother. I'm sorry, you're right, I shouldn't have said that. I have to go- I have to go, Mother," she said before making a kissing noise to the phone and snapping it shut, cutting off her mother's tirade.<br><br>That will come back to haunt me, Victoria thought as she looked around the busy campus, but it had been immensely satisfying. Students were still milling around, or wandering to different destinations. With a soft laugh, she set off, turning away from where the dorms lie. It had only taken a soft smile at her father for him to procur her a private loft on the outskirts of the campus. It was quiet, away from the hubbub of campus life but still within walking distance of everything. And it had lots more closet space than the dorm rooms did. Her phone rang as she turned down a shortcut, taking her away from the public. Seeing it was her mother, Victoria pushed her curly red hair behind her ear and braced herself.<br><br>She never got the chance to apologize to her mother as the world went topsy-turvy. She managed a single scream as her feet were jerked off the ground. Terror widened her crystalline blue eyes as buildings came leaping at her. She struggled but the arms around her kept her still, subduing her with little effort. Trying to free her mouth, she gave scream after scream but even she could barely hear them as they soared through the air.<br><br>Her nails dug into the clothed arm of whatever it was the carried her as the ground came into view far far below them. She clenched her eyes shut only to snap them open when she was suddenly dropped and pushed forward. Metal bars barely registered as chains suddenly danced before her, her mouth falling open.<br><br>"Hey!" she cried as the stranger shoved her further into the room. She spun just in time to see the door clanged shut behind him, the sound of a lock engaging echoing loudly in her ears. Rushing forward, she pounded her hands on the metal door as silence came from behind it. "Wait! Who are you? Why are you doing this? You can't keep me here!" she screamed, raining her fists down until the pain forced her to stop. Holding her bruised hands to her stomach, she huddled against the door, sliding down as tears slipped down her pale skin.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 09:55:55</strong>
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				"Silence!" a voice thundered through the room. The voice caused vibrations on the floor, and nearly shook the place. After several seconds the chains hanging from the roof began to slide down the walls slowly making small uneven piles on the floor. The chains stopped moving and the door swung open in to darkness. The candle light barely lit the room and there was complete silence. Several noises of the empty tower crept up from the bottom, or the top.<br><br>After a few minutes a figure appeared from the darkness then walked through the door. The figure turned out to be a man with an emotionless expression. The man was wearing a black suit, black shoes, silver dress shirt and a red tie. His hair was long, and his eyes were lifeless blue. On his right hand he had 2 rings, one gold the other silver, the rings were large and looked European origin. On his other hand he had a similar silver ring but not of any familiar origin. The ring had a skull on it with with sharp and long fangs, the skulls eye sockets were red. <br><br>The man ignored the girl and reached in to his breast pocket for a cigarette. He put it between his lips and lit the white stick. He rotated to his side then walked around the girl, moving his cold eyes up and down her body. Once he circled her, the door behind him closed just as harsh as it opened.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 18:41:11</strong>
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				Victoria hugged her knees to her chest, rocking as the darkness taunted her. Fear had every imaginable monster lurking in the deep shadows that surrounded her and she took stock of herself just to keep from going mad. Her hands had already begun to discolor slightly from the beating she had given the door. Her fingers shook as she wiped the wet trails from her cheeks before lifting them to her hair. She couldn't stop the wince. She probably looked like a windblown Orphan Annie. Her white blouse was torn at the shoulder seem and stained while her slim navy blue skirt seemed to have fared better with only a bit of dirt on one thigh. She had lost one of her navy pumps, spotting it lying on its side a few feet away. Her bag and cell phone were nowhere to be found.<br><br>Her eyes clouded with tears at the thought of her phone. Now she wished she had not hung up on her mother. The tears spilled over as she thought of her parents. She listened to the occasional sound of timber and stone settling beneath her then reared back her arm and snapped her elbow back against the door. Leaning her head back, she yelled, "You can't keep me here! Let me out right this minute!"<br><br><em>"Silence!"</em><br><br>As the booming voice came from behind, she shrieked and scrambled away from the door. Chains began rattling down the walls in every direction and she froze near the center of the room, hands covering her ears as she cried. <em>This wasn't happening. This wasn't happened. Wake up, Victoria</em>, she commanded herself but the nightmare refused to dissipate. Her eyes eclipsed her face as the door yawned open to reveal nothing but darkness beyond, holding her breath as she waited for something to leap out at her.<br><br>She jumped at his sudden appearance, relief nearly causing her to slid to the door until she saw his eyes. They were cold, empty. She trembled, terror redoubling in her chest as she backed away from his approach. She nearly screamed when her back hit a chain and she leapt forward again. She ducked her head, cringing as she waiting for the worst. Her eyes fell on her bare foot. <em>Her mother would never forgive her for dying looking so ragged</em>, she thought absently a wild laugh rising in her chest.<br><br>His movements cut it off before it could erupt and she wrapped her arms around her waist. When nothing came but a soft snick and the smell of cigarette smoke, Victoria blinked glancing up at him. She twisted her head to follow him as he circled her, shivering at the cold survey he made of her body. "Those will kill you, you know."<br><br>She suddenly flung herself forward, dashing toward the unguarded door - only to moan a low "nooo" when it swung shut before she could reach it. How many of them were there?<br><br>She spun to face him.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 21:59:33</strong>
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				He looked at his cigarette blowing on the burned tip. The ashes fell to the floor, revealing the scorching red tobacco underneath. He placed the cigarette between his lips again and put his hand behind him. Like a magician he revealed her purse from behind him and turned his head to the side. He opened it and looked curiously inside, taking out a cell phone and examining it carefully from top to bottom. Looking at her for a reaction with one squeeze he crushed the phone in his hand in to small little pieces, letting the broken parts hit the floor then smiled at her. Opening his palm he blew away with his smoky breath what looked like dust, it was remains of the phone. He reached in to her purse again and raised his brow as he withdrew several condoms. Smiling at her again with his eyebrow raised he held the condoms between his middle and index finger. His face was amused. <br><br>"These are expired, are they not. Years go by too quick these days." told her and dropped them on the ground. He looked at the rest of her purse then with one instant it fired up, started burning and vanished. "You wont be needing that, Victoria is it?" he told her. His voice was monotone and empty, not fake. His face and body language gave off well practiced charisma but it was all very empty. He dropped the rest of his cigarette to the ground and stepped on it, smiled at her, waiting for her reaction.
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>28-05-2009, 23:17:36</strong>
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				Victoria tightened her jaw to keep her chin from trembling. Straightening her back, she composed her face into a calm mask and glared at him. Her hand reached out automatically when her purse appeared from behind him but her fingers curled into a fist when he began pawing through it rather than handing it back to her. The bastard. She tried to see behind him, find the hole or trap door or whatever had allowed him to produce her belongings but saw nothing, just more metal, more shadows.<br><br>Her phone! If she could just get it away from him, she could call for hel- She gave a cry as her phone vanished in his hand, the dust drifting to the floor. "Are you on drugs or something?" she asked incredulously. He had crushed her phone without blinking. In his hand. His bare hand. A red flush coated her cheeks when he drew out the old condoms. She had meant to throw them away. <br><br><em>"These are expired, are they not. Years go by too quick these days."</em><br><br>"Good men are hard to find," she replied, her tone clearly including him in the statement. Only the slightest tremble in her voice betrayed her. She flinched when her purse caught fire. Oh lord, she had been kidnapped by Houdini. She dared to step up to him, poking him in the chest with her finger even while praying he let her keep it attached to her hand.<br><br>"My father happens to be a very powerful businessman, mister. I don't know what you have planned but if you hurt a single hair on my head, he will make you wish you had never been born!"
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 05:12:52</strong>
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				His expression changed to amused at her words. "Good men" he chuckled "Your father" he chuckled again then began to take several steps towards her his hands firmly behind him, one of his shoes stepping on the condoms. He stopped half way across the room and looked with his cold eyes, his face changing expressions "Unfortunately I am sure no one can help you, little Victoria." He grinned showing her his white fangs then moved his right hand in front of him and made a fist. The ring on his finger began to glow red and the sounds of chains filled the room. They began to spin around her like a tornado, her being at the eye. First they spun at her feet then grew to above her head. <br><br>He smiled with emotion, evil and cold, the chains stopped. With one swift motion they over took her and pushed her against the wall, pinning her. He turned his fist at her, making her see the red glowing skull. He opened the fist, at the same second the chains forced to spread her hands and lift her against the wall. It looked like she was crucified against the wall. She was pinned several feet above the ground and several feet above the sealing, right at the center. <br><br>He walked over to the wall and placed his foot on it. Then simply like it was a floor he walked up the wall and stepped over her pinned hand. He kneeled down at her face and ran his index finger at the side of her chin, laughter overtook him when he watched her face. He placed his face against hers, their eyebrows touching, moving his hand and grabbing her jaw forcing her mouth open, he began to speak. "Victoria, I wish I hadnt been born for 300 years" he laughed briefly then kissed her forcefully.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 06:41:10</strong>
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				Okay, not good when the bad guy looked amused at your threat. Victoria kept pace, one step back for every step forward he took.<br><br><em>"Unfortunately I am sure no one can help you, little Victoria."</em><br><br>And what was that supposed to mean? Confusion clouded her face as what seemed to be fangs flashed at her from his smirking smile. His hand lifted before her and she edged back a bit more as the ring began to glow. The clank clank of chains registered and she slowly dropped her head down, watching in growing horror as the chains began snaking around her ankles like some nightmarish serpents.<br><br>"Stop it, stop it," she screamed at him as the chains rose, surrounding her blotting out the tiny amount of light the candles cast. She could just see his smile and swallowed hard. The chains suddenly froze in midair and she held her breath, hugging her elbows.<br><br>She could only manage a shocked groan as she was suddenly flung back against the wall, the chains pinning her. Her hands were forced out holding her suspended. She wiggled, kicking her feet but the chains were too tight, too strong to break loose. Her head shook wildly as he approached. <em>That's not possible</em>, she chanted to herself, fearing she was loosing her sanity as he simply walked up the wall until he towered over her. She twisted her face away from his touch, whimpering as he caught her jaw.<br><br><em>"Victoria, I wish I hadnt been born for 300 years."</em><br><br><em>Not possible, not possible</em>. Her scream was lost as his mouth closed over hers.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>29-05-2009, 08:15:52</strong>
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				He withdrew from her lips "You taste lovely" he whispered in her ear then ran his could wet tongue on her earlobe. He withdrew his hand that was holding her by the jaw. Slowly his hand made its way around her throat and as if at his command the chain soften and withdrew. His cold fingers held her soft warm neck, the nails on his index finger began to grow sharper and tougher. His hand moved down her neck, down her chest, softening the chains along the way and withdrawing them. <br><br>With his sharp nail he cuts her blouse exposing the top of her breast. Slowly cutting with his finger he breaks the skin on top of the breast till blood began to trickle down. He licks her upper lip once more tauntingly "Lets see how your blood tastes, mmm" he licked his lips. His lips moved down, wrapped themselves around the cut and began to suck the blood. 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>31-05-2009, 04:03:22</strong>
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				Victoria mewled in relief as her mouth is released, lips swollen and red. She refused to acknowledge the arousal that had begun to cloud her mind as the kiss continued, blaming her peaked nipples on the cold air of the room. "Drop dead," she rasped, anger nearly eclipsing the fear within. No one manhandled her. Even her daddy hadn't spanked her when she was a child. She had just batted her eyelashes and all was forgiven.<br><br>She highly doubted that would work on this occasion though. The guy walked up walls and seemed to control chains with a thought. And fangs, she scoffed to herself. As the chains loosened around her neck, she tried to jerk away from his touch but she was still to constricted, her movements limited. Canting her head, she could just see his hand a shudder going through her as his nail grew, disbelief warring with the proof right in front of her. Hands still captive, she wished she could push him away, but could do nothing but wait for his next action.<br><br>With an outraged gasp, she wiggles as his nail sliced through her blouse. A blush graces her cheeks as they both look at the soft mound of her breast, her bra like a hand cupping it, an offering to a lover. With her chest and torso loose of the chains, she twists, angling as far away from him as her imprisoned hand would let her. "Ow!" she chirps, face pained as blood slowly trickled over the curve of her breast. She jerks her head to the side as he licks her lip.<br><br><em>"Lets see how your blood tastes, mmm"</em><br><br>The words register on her just as his mouth descends upon her and the denial died in her throat as the pull of his lips cause strange things to happen in her belly. Her eyelids droop, lips parting as she watches him suckle the blood from her breast. She didn't know how long she watched, her head falling forward to leaned against his temple as he continued to feed.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>01-06-2009, 23:02:03</strong>
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				"Ahh, lovely" He told her as he tasted some of her blood. She felt his cold hands grip the back of her hair. It pulled the head up to its proper position and he moved his head in front of her again, with his piercing eyes he stared in to her soul. His mouth opened wide and his hand moved up to her jaw forcing her lips open. With it in place he kissed her again, forcing her to taste her own blood. <br><br>The chains gripped her legs roughly and began to pull them apart. She could feel his body, the cold chains and the wall drain all the warmth from her body. "Mmmm Do you enjoy that sweetheart?" He asked her with his eyes pried open, making them completely circular and loose as if they are about to fall out. "It's going to get better and better from now on" He grinned at her.
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 07:06:21</strong>
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				Victoria whimpered at the hard grip in her hair unsure what had just happened. Her eyes flicked down to her bleeding breast. Had he really just drank her blood? She clenched her teeth against his grip but his strength was too great. As the coppery taste filled her mouth she gagged, choking. Luckily the kiss was short lived this time and she kept from throwing up.<br><br>She thrashed her torso as she felt tugs on her limbs. "No, no I don't like it at all!" she cried her body shuddering wishing he would turn up the heat. It was freezing in here. She gave a short bleat of dispair as her legs were parted and pleaded with him to let her go.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>02-06-2009, 23:33:31</strong>
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				The room was ugly cold. Most of the cold began to numb the girl's pain and make steam from her breath as she spoke. <br><br>The vampire stood on all fours on top of her. It looked strange the way he was, very unnatural. Clearly gravity pushed everything downwards and if it affected this man, he would fall flat on his ass. But somehow he still clanged to the wall, and was very much near her. <br><br>Then the unpredictable happened. He floated back away from her in to the center of the room. With his arms spread apart and his legs touching nothing he was only several feet away from her. He lowered his head and placed his right hand on his chest. His mouth opened and he began to speak "Forgive me for not introducing myself, I am called Richard, and this is my tower. You cannot leave." His face gave off a sly smirk.
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 06:34:50</strong>
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				Victoria blinked as the walls went a little fuzzy, head rolling on her loose neck. Confusion marred her forehead as she nearly went cross eyed as a white cloud billowed from her mouth. Lethargy pulled at her, making her feel sleepy. Did his saliva or bite or whatever it had been have a sleepy effect? she wondered as she dropped her gaze to her bared breast.<br><br>Her teeth chattered as she tugged her hands, nearly crying when they still refused to move. She blinked at him, mouth agape as he pushed off and hovered in midair. "Mister, you're floating. That's not natural. What <em>are</em> you?!"<br><br><em>"Forgive me for not introducing myself, I am called Richard, and this is my tower. You cannot leave."</em><br><br>"Why not?" she wailed at the last part.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>04-06-2009, 18:53:37</strong>
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				"I am, what is know from legend" He said and paused.<br><br>"A vampire" he said in a firm voice "and you are now my prisoner" <br><br>He floated up closer to her and ran his hand on her cheek. "How you spend your time here, is up to you. You can be in furious amounts of pain and solitude." He paused again "Or you can be treated like a princess. The choice is yours, I am not a mean creature but ether way." The expression on his face changed to very intimidating "BUT I will get WHAT I want" He said with a scary face. 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 19:20:35</strong>
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				<em>Vampire.</em><br><br>The word swirled around her, bouncing off her logical mind. Vampires didn't exist. Of course they didn't exist. Society would have discovered them long ago if they truly did exist. Wouldn't they? She shook her head as her teeth began to chatter from the frigid temperatures in the room. She watched him quietly for several moments before slowly dropping her gaze to the chains that continued to pin her to the wall. Tonight's events played back as if in a slideshow, from the moment he had captured her to now, to him hovering in the air.<br><br>Her logical brain fizzled and she sagged in disbelief. Vampires. A real live bloodsucker. Davinda paled as her eyes grew wide. "Am I going to be a vampire?" she squeaked, eyeing the blood that sluggishly trickled from her bloodied breast. "I don't want to be a vampire. My mother would never speak to me again!"<br><br>Tears filled her eyes again as she thought of her mother and her father. She would see them again, she thought fiercely and took a deep breath, looking up at him again. "My parents will never stop looking for me. How long do you plan to keep me here? And will you please release the chains. I'm freezing. I promise I won't run," she added, thinking of the other things he had said. She knew she would not be able to fight him. He had proven that. And being treated like a princess sounded much better than pain and solitude for her duration here. If she had more freedom maybe she could find a way out. She definitely couldn't do so pinned to a wall. And she hadn't exactly lied to him, she told herself.<br><br>She wouldn't run... for now.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>12-06-2009, 02:03:32</strong>
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				"No, you wont turn" he said. Slowly the vampire descended back on the ground. The walls began to shake, then the chains started to move. They were swallowed slowly by the wall behind her and she gently was put on the ground. Several chains however did not get swallowed. Two of them remained to keep her hands bound together above her head. They merged like liquid metal, and separated in to two, near her hands. "Please, I understand you wont run" he said, and waved his hand in an aristocratic way. <br><br>"I simply wont let you" he said with a grin on his face. "Not until I am done wit you anyway, after that" he said and shrugged "I doubt you will want to leave." <br><br>He came up closer to her, his eyes looked deeply in to hers. Now was the time for him to feast on his hunted. 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 13:24:27</strong>
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				<em>"No, you wont turn"</em><br><br>Relief threaded through her but it was short lived. Her feet touched the ground and she shivered, feeling a bit warmer now that the cold steel did not surround her. she looked up at her imprisoned hand and sighed, not really surprised though very disappointed. She would have to earn his trust it seems and wanted to cry.<br><br>She watched him warily as he approached, his words resonating through her mind. He could keep her here forever, she thought with dismay.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>15-06-2009, 23:52:53</strong>
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				"Lets do away with this" he said and keeled down to rip off her clothing. First he tore off her bottom, exposing her legs and underwear. A sly smile smirked his face as he examined her legs. His eyes moved up and down watching their slender shape and the teasing shape of her underwear. "Aren't we pretty" he said and ran his cold hand up and down her legs. His fingers gave her goosebumps and the razor sharp nails weren't cutting her but they came close. <br><br>His eyes moved up to her face, and he stood up facing her. Ripping off the remaining top she had on, and completely exposing her bra. The smile on his face showed his teeth and excitement in his eyes. The emotion was authentic and true. His bleached white teeth showed and they were almost glowing in the darkness. His hand moved up to her hair, removing her bangs behind her ears. <br><br>"You are very pretty, Victoria. You bare the name of a queen" he said and moved his face close to hers. 
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				Post by: <strong>kitten</strong> on <strong>17-06-2009, 06:53:33</strong>
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				"My mother's idea of a traditional name," she murmured, trying to still her panic. Her breath shuddered from her lungs as she now stood in nothing but her underwear, goosebumps skimming over her skin at the cold. Pressing back against the wall, she tried to draw back but the stone was unmovable. His face came ever closer and she whimpered, shaking her head slightly. "Don't hurt me," she pleaded, eyes wide with fear.
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				Post by: <strong>Gunslinger</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 00:47:53</strong>
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				His cold hand ran down her cheek. The palm rested on her neck and he leaned close to her. Their foreheads now touched "Come now, why would I want to hurt you" he said then kissed her. His body pushed on to hers as their lips touched. He began on sliding his razor sharp nail and cut her clothing. The cut up rags dropped down her sides and she was now completely nude. <br><br>"Mmmm, you are pretty" he said with the palm of his hand on her cheek. 
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