A Neighborly Affair (Otachii & Doomsday)
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				Title: <strong>A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 00:54:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j309/Otachii/kipirpcbe4.jpg)</div>It was a hot day, mercilessly hot; one of those days were there was not a cloud in the sky that could offer any sort of comforting concealment from the cruel waves of the glaring sun overhead. It was only April, but clearly mother nature had forgotten to check her calender; global warming was a bitch. As hot as it was outside it was like an oven on that old yell school bus that rattled up the main road; bare skin stuck painfully to the mock-leather of the chairs, the faint smell of sweat mingled in the air and there was a feeling of utter misery and tension as the students were forced to sit in such close proximity which just made the whole situation worse. Not to mention the fact that the only male on the bus was the driver, the rest being schoolgirls from the local Christian Academy, so there were more then a few high-pitched whines and complaints echoing around the bus which only irritated the bus driver more and thickened the tension. “It's <em>soooo <strong>hot!</strong><em>”</em></em> Complained a young redheaded girl with skin so pale it made the freckles on her nose look like specks of dirt as she pulled her curly locks from her sweating face. <br><br>“Ya, and you're bitching about it certainly isn't helping anything.” Replied the slender Asian girl beside her. Tsukiko Gerard was a very pretty girl from a very prominent family who had a very sweet disposition but a very nasty little attitude. Her mother was from a very traditional Japanese family, her father descended from very wealthy french aristocrats and because of their very promising background they expected quite a lot from their only daughter whom had just turned sixteen not three days ago. They expected her to get perfect grades in every semester in every class; she did. They expected her to excel in her chosen sport gymnastic and at least place in every tournament she entered; she did. But most of all they expected her to be a good little girl, to keep her nose out of trouble and remain pure and acceptable for the man they would eventually arrange her to marry; she did... as far as they knew. <br><br>Oh yes Tsukiko was quite good at playing mommy and daddies good little girl who did everything she was told and always made her parents proud. But she was even better at hiding just how improper she was. She liked to drink and smoke, loved pot and though she had only ever had one partner it didn't make her any less of a non-virgin. She liked to mouth-off behind her teacher's backs, blind those around her with her goody-to-shoes exterior so they'd never suspect just how hard she rebelled but most of all Tsukiko loved to tease boys with they was she flaunted her body when no one was looking. She was thin of course, as most Asian girls were but her hips were full and round and her breasts, though not incredibly sizable, were rounded to perfection and so perky they needed no bra, which Tsukiko enjoyed because she liked the way all the boy's she past on the street stared as they jiggled. Still for all her wild antics Tsukiko really was a nice girl; she was always polite, at least to your face and always kind to everybody... unless they pissed her off. <br><br>“Well <em>excuse me</em>...” The redhead, whose name was Amber, grumbled miserably as the bus jerked to a halt. Both Tsukiko and Amber rose, exiting the bus with as much haste as they could manage. Though the air outside was hardly any better then the air in the bus there was at least a breeze that rustled the leaves on the trees. It only managed to blow about the hot air but at least they were no longer suffocating. “We really need to convince our parents to buy us cars.” Amber went on as she and Tsukiko began the trek up the sidewalk that lined the street of their neighborhoods complex. <br><br>There was only one way in and out of the complex and where the street was far too narrow for the bus to turn around on and the turn-about was up a steep hill he claimed the bus just wasn't up to climbing the driver refused to drive Tsukiko and Amber straight up to their houses. “Mine won't until I get my license and you demolished yours so you'll be lucky if they're willing to buy you a bicycle.” Tsukiko sniggered, her sweet tone far more friendly now that they were free from that stifling bus. Promptly Tsukiko began to undo the button of her white button down collared shirt, revealing the very tight, form fitting red tank top beneath. The skinny straps hung down her slender shoulders onto her arms, the round neckline dipping down to caress across her milky cleavage while the hemline stretched across her stomach, stopping just bellow her belly button to leave her flat midriff exposed as her navy skirt hung from her hips, fluttering around her supple thighs. “Whatever.” Amber huffed. “I'll see you later Tsuki.” <br><br>She waved, turning off as they came upon her house and Tsukiko smiled before continuing on her way. Tsukiko lived in a house at the very end of the street that tipped the round-a-bout that was rather secluded save the house that stood at the end. The hot breeze lifted her loose almond locks, brushing her long bangs into her piercing icy blue eyes that stood brilliantly thanks to her dark hair and pale skin, dazzling like diamonds in the sun. Her shapely hips swayed, making her short skirt swish about her thighs and with every step she took her bosom jiggled as if demanding attention, the click of her black heals keeping time to the sumptuous sway and bounce of her body. Her parents certainly wouldn't have been happy to see Tsukiko in her current state of dress, after all, that little tank top left little to the imagination and that skirt would make it just too easy for someone to come take advantage, but lucky for Tsukiko, or perhaps unlucky, both her parents worked during the day. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>24-02-2010, 14:21:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img685.imageshack.us/img685/7003/jve.jpg)</div> He had been checking his watch listlessly for more than half an hour. He knew exactly when she would be coming down the road, had been watching her intently for months now. Kelvin Newhouser had become a devoted student of Tsukiko Gerard: Her habits, her interests, and her body. Oh, her body, it drove him wild, kept him awake at night, haunted him with its' perfection. He was a married man, madly in love with his wife even after being married for thirteen years, and they were raising two fine sons. But Tsukiko maddened him with her wealth of beauty. He had to do something with her, to her. Something to save his soul, and corrupt hers.<br><br>That didn't mean Tsukiko wasn't already corrupted. He had of course been keeping tabs on her. His obsession was expensive and dangerous, but he had video footage of the girl doing the most mundane things. Eating at a McDonalds, talking with her friends at the bus stop, doing yard work... Then, he had some less than innocent film of her. Sometimes at night, adorable Tsukiko would stay up past her bedtime and get on her computer, touching herself in naughty ways. It was like she was putting on a private show for him. Kelvin was convinced that she was his destiny. He had also captured footage of her drinking and smoking with her friends, sometimes even being so bold to do it in her own home, when her parents weren't home. She must have been very good about concealing the fact of her transgressions, for he had never heard anything from her parents about inappropriate parties.<br><br>Being their neighbors, Kelvin had met the Gerards' before. Tsukiko's mother was a lovely Japanese woman, seemingly straight off the boat, and her father was a handsome frenchman. Why they had decided to settle here in the United States was beyond him, but they made a beautiful couple, and their daughter was a piece of perfection. Being friendly with the Gerards' made it possible for him to get closer to Tsukiko, which was his ultimate goal.<br><br>He already had the next week scheduled, creating an alibi for himself, in case things went bad. He was going to spend a week fishing in the woods, more than 100 miles south of town. He was bringing friends. That was the tricky part, because, of course, he was only bringing himself and adorable Tsuki. But his wife bought his lie up, mostly because she didn't know many of his friends at all. Kelvin worked for his father in law, helped manage the family business, and had already filed for a personal week. He had 'left' that morning, taking his packed bags with him and heading over to an accomplices house. The guy knew nothing of Kelvin's plans, but Kelvin paid well to hide his car in the man's garage. From there, he went to Hertz, where he had arranged the rental of a utility van. The people at the desk asked no questions, because money was more important to them.<br><br>The van sat next to the curb now. Only two houses lay at the end of the roundabout, and plain fields on all sides of them. It was obvious that more houses were going to be built in the near future, in imitation of the Newhouser's and Gerard's homes. But the block was empty, except for Kelvin, sitting in the white utility van, and Tsukiko, walking up the street. Both of her parents were at work. His wife, Ellen was with her mother, helping the older woman shop for groceries, and his sons were in school; they wouldn't get out for another hour, because high school kids, like Tsuki, went to school an hour early and came home an hour early.<br><br>He was ready for her. The sliding door of the van was left wide open, and a boombox was playing the local radio station, the frequency coming in very fuzzy and throwing off a lot of sound. He huddled to the side of the door, waiting for the young girl to fall for his trap. It would be so much more elegant this way, but if Tsukiko got spooked, he was not above climbing out of the van and chasing her, wrangling her and throwing her into the van. He was stronger and faster than her; There was nobody around to see.<br><br>In front of the boombox was the ultimate lure. A pink envelope with the word "Tsukiko" written on the front, red heart dotting the I. The boombox would catch her attention; seeing her name on an envelope would make her curious enough to climb into the fan, or at least reach into it. He just needed to grab her arm... He held a syringe in one hand, ready to jab her in the wrist and knock her out within seconds. His depth of obsession for this girl knew few bounds. He had taken classes, just to learn how to properly jab someone with a needle. Just for this one moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 00:29:28</strong>
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				Tsukiko was a smart girl, how else could she stay safely at the top of her classes basking in the good graces of all her teachers? Everything she did, every lass she took, Tsukiko excelled in and because of this she was thought to be quite intelligent. It made sense, how else could she manage such things if she were an idiot. But as academically knowledgeable as she was Tsuki was nothing short of a ditz. She was a teenage girl and at that she was a teenage girl who was extremely full of herself. Tsuki knew she was gorgeous with her soft doll-like features and shockingly darling crystal blue eyes, with a body that though thin was promisingly shapely in all the right areas how could boy's resist but to stare at her? She knew what sort of affect she had on the males around her, having had more then a few admirers and not all of them were in her age group. That was the reason that as she approached the van and her bright eyes drew toward it, drawn by the strange noise of the radio, to fall upon the letter addressed to her Tsuki paused. <br><br>It was obviously a love letter, or at least made to look like one, Tsuki had gotten more then one from the boys she and her friends sometimes hung around with. It was suspicious, more then suspicious, it was quite obvious that something just wasn't right about the set-up. In the back of her mind Tsuki knew something was up; an abandoned van on the side of her street, left wide open revealing a letter addressed to her. It was just too bizarre. But curiosity would always get the better of the cat and Tsukiko was quite the nosy little kitty and it seemed that would be her downfall. Briskly Tsuki approached the van, a pleased, almost smug grin curling up the corners of her luscious mouth as she wondered just who the letter could be from; there were so many possibilities after all. <br><br>The thought made Tsuki giggle, her ego swelling steadily as she closed the distance between her and the vehicle to prop her knee against the edge using it for support as she reached inside. Her skirt fluttered about her thighs, hiking high up the supple alabaster flesh as she leaned forward, her silken caramel locks brushing along her fair cheeks. She extended her arm outward to reach for the letter, stretching out those thin fingers tipped by her long perfectly manicured black tipped french manicure nails and what happened next was a fuzzy jumble to Tsukiko. Suddenly she was aware that there was someone in the van making a grab for her and she tried to scream only to find herself unable to for some reason, a sharp pain in her arm and then... nothing, absolutely nothing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 00:51:17</strong>
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				He wasn't sure how, but Kelvin was aware of her presence outside of the van, regardless of the sound of her footsteps on the blacktop, regardless of the giggle she had given, a bubbly and curious sound. Kelvin was deadly silent, coiled like a cobra and ready to strike. When she did reach into the van, grabbing what was actually just an empty envelope, he lashed out at her like the cobra, sinking his solitary fang into her upper arm... It was better than he had hoped for. Kelvin had presumed the worst, that he would only be able to get at her wrist. The meds would have worked slowly then, but jabbing the needle home in an artery just beneath her armpit, she was out in a second. Literally. She collapsed against the floor of the van, and threatened to slide out of the open side if he had not caught her and dragged her inside.<br><br>She was not heavy at all, and Kelvin treated her like a porcelain chinadoll as he carefully brought her inside and slammed the side door shut when she was in. He clicked on the dome light and simply stared at her in awe. A perfect specimen, she looked even more serene as she slumbered, such a precious angel. He leaned over her and applied a tender kiss to her lips, one that she would not be able to return, but it was enough to send a shiver up his spine. His tongue dipped into her mouth, tasting her sweet lips, and he was tempted to do so much more to her... But he could wait, it would be so much more worth it once they were both 'comfortable'.<br><br>Besides, Kelvin didn't want to linger here long. Her parents would be home in four hours, three if they got off earlier, and his wife and kids would be earlier than that. Tsuki didn't carry a bag with her, so he didn't have anything to clean up after outside of the van. With surgical meticulousness, he began to bind her. A pair of handcuffs on her wrists, of course. He was not cruel enough to place her hands behind her back; Besides, the girl couldn't break through them anyways. She was fit, healthy, but she was not terribly strong. For her legs, something less elegant, but just as effective. The rope would give her friction burns if she struggled too much, but he knew how to tie it just right so that no matter how hard she struggled, the knot wasn't coming loose and would hardly budge. He topped it off with a ball gag, which he slipped in between her pink lips, and wrapped the elastic band behind her head, taking a minute to lovingly stroke her almond colored hair.<br><br>Finally, to keep her at least a little disoriented when she woke, he draped a thin, black blanket over the girl. It was thin enough that she would be able to breathe, and perhaps see a little light through it. He didn't want to kill her.<br><br>Kelvin couldn't leave though. He had to satisfy one urge. He lifted the blanket where her legs were, and snuck a hand up her skirt. His fingers slithered underneath the waistband and began to play with her pussy. She was dry, but if he kept this up, she would be gushing like a water fountain. Her rubbed her for several minutes until his fingers were moist, and he licked each digit clean, savoring the taste and smell of her. He then pulled her panties down her legs, slipping them past her shoes, and took them with him as he climbed into the front seat of the van and started the engine.<br><br><hr><br>It was perhaps a two hour drive from his home to the cabin. Short enough that he didn't have to make any unnecessary stops for gas or food, which would only endanger him. It was the early evening when he arrived; The sun was still up, though it died lazily in the western atmosphere minute by minute. Tsuki would awake soon, but he could not take her out of the van until it was dark. Very dark. So he would wait. He unbuckled his seatbelt and began to drum on the steering wheel anxiously. Every few minutes he would say "Tsuki? Are you awake?" If he didn't hear anything (he knew she couldn't talk, of course), not a sound of struggle or protest, he would silence himself for another few minutes before he asked the question again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 02:21:28</strong>
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				A darkness quite unlike anything Tsuki had ever known was what awaited the young girl the minute that needle was skillfully jabbed into her flesh. There was no dream to comfort her, no awareness of where she was before she drifted off to sleep; there was just a letter in front of her and then there was the dark. She felt nothing, not consciously anyway; not when he tugged her into the van or when he basked her lips in his wanton kisses. She gave no reaction to any of it, she was ignorant to everything that was happening around her, even when her captor slipped his hand into her panties. She was oblivious to it but none the less her body reacted and as dampness overtook her smoothly shaven nether region the softest of whimpers made her luscious lips quivered, the sound muffled by the gag in her mouth. But still though her body knew brief pleasure her mind knew nothing but the dark. <br><br>It was disorientating, or at least Tsuki thought it was, she wasn't sure, she couldn't be sure of anything with the drugs in her system clouding her mind. Slowly, achingly slowly awareness crept back into her mind; the darkness was still there but now it was more like a veil that covered her eyes. She could see light through it, a dim light from an unknown but surely small source but she could no fully grasp just what it was. Was it sunlight or was it the light of a lamp? Was the ground really vibrating and shaking around her or was that just her head spinning? What was happening? <br><br>The question formed in her mind but Tsuki could barely comprehend it, let alone answer it. Soon the shaking of the ground ceased and Tsuki simply lay there staring through heavy eyelids as the light began to fade from behind her veil. She didn't want it to go, she wanted to call to it, to beg it to stay, to free her mind from it's somber state and give her clarity; Tsuki didn't like the dark. Then, far-off she heard someone calling her name, a male, was it her father? Silence... and then the voice called again, it wasn't her father, couldn't be. But then who was it? <br><br>Silence again and then again it called, this time it was so close, it was somewhere off in front of her and with a groggy groan strangled by the ball in her mouth Tsuki tried to lift her head. It made her mind spin but it brought back more of her consciousness, are least enough for her to realize that fabric was brushing across the delicate features of her face. Where had that blanket come from. More awareness as Tsuki reached up to remove the blanket only to find that her hands were stuck close together by cool metal, but still she managed to pull the blanket from her torso, freeing her eyes from it's shade. Everything was fuzzy, blurred as the drugs held firmly to her mind, trying to lull her back to sleep but Tsuki fought it off and given the slow panic that began to grip her heart it wasn't hard to. Why was her mind so foggy? Why was she covered in a blanket? <br><br>Why were her hands trapped in handcuffs and why, why was she in this van? She tried to sit up but she felt too weak, tried to curl her legs to find they were trapped together as well by a rough material. It was then that Tsuki's eyes opened fully, fighting through the daze to stare around her surroundings and only then that full realization and fear overtook her. She called out in surprise, finding her voice blocked by the barricade shoved into her mouth and that made her try to scream to be heard as she wriggled and squirmed on the van's floor. The blanket fell away, exposing her to the air. Her clothes were disheveled, shirt untidy and skirt bunched around her upper thighs, letting the cool air between them to make Tsuki very aware that her panties were no longer with her and there was moisture in their wake. <br><br><em>Oh God, where am I?</em> She screamed in her mind, unable to holler the world though it didn't keep her from trying. She was only vaguely aware of the man in the front of the van who had called her out of sleep as she struggled vainly to free herself from her bindings. But still she tried, uncaring of the discomfort in her flesh as her ankles began to chafe as she pounded her heals against the back of the vans chairs and kicked out at it's side, stupidly trying to find a weak point to kick through. Her golden brown locks ruffled, hanging messily in her beautiful face as she flailed her bound arms, bucked and wriggled her hips so that her skirt fell away to expose her bare young sex completely and lashed her little body this way and that, desperate to free herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 02:54:55</strong>
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				The girl stirred. He turned in his seat and watched her intently as she slowly regained consciousness, and then began to realize what sort of situation she was in. He could only imagine what sort of terror she was in... He smiled, a melancholy look that nobody could see in that dark van. Kelvin didn't want to terrify her. He wanted to hold her close and assure her that everything would be fine, but it wasn't that time yet. Soon, hopefully, when she realized that he was not her kidnapper, but a kindred spirit.<br><br>That certain kindred spirit was irked when the girl began to kick at the seats, making far more ruckus than he had anticipated. She could see now; Damn, he should have blindfolded her! He climbed into the backseat and put his strong hands on her slender shoulders, hoping to calm her... Though he imagined that when she realized exactly who he was, and why he was here, she would only fight more. He was her neighbor. Her kidnapper. She should hate him, but he would make her love him as he loved her.<br><br>"Shhhhhh, it's alright, calm down," he said in a soothing voice, brushing the back of his hand across her face. Her skin was so warm; To her, it must have felt as if a cold fish was being dragged across her cheek. He looked out of the back window; It was getting darker now, it was officially past sunset, but he still didn't feel safe bringing her outside, not yet... He would need an hour, maybe. Kelvin ran a hand across her cute tummy, her shirt had ridden up farther than just her midriff during her panicked struggles. His fingers idly played with her abdomen, and he continued to whisper his reassurances to her. "I'm not going to hurt you, Tsuki. I need you to be calm. I'm not going to hurt you..."<br><br>It felt strange, babying her like this. When he got her into the cabin, then he could treat her how she wanted to be treated: like a whore. It was a lifestyle she had been trying to embrace, Kelvin figured the only thing she hadn't done was accepted money for sex. She was still so young too; Her body was unspoiled by her carnal indulgences. She would be only his though, if things worked right this night. If not this night, than one of the next few nights. He hoped sincerely that by the end of his vacation, be it tomorrow or five days later, they would leave the cabin hand in hand, with no need for handcuffs and ball gags, as close as lovers...<br><br>"It's almost dark, then I'll bring you inside. Okay? Are you hungry?" He asked. His hands continued to roam her abs and her side, never drifting towards her breast, ass or privates. He didn't want to spook her. It would make it painfully difficult to move her into the cabin.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>25-02-2010, 03:27:07</strong>
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				How could she have been so stupid? How could she, Tsukiko Gerard, one of the smartest girls with the brightest of futures ahead of her been so utterly stupid? She had let her conceded nature get the better of her, had let her cockiness cloud her judgment. Any reasonable girl of sixteen would have known to run from that precariously perched van, any non-sheltered girl would have known to ignore the letter addressed to her because it was just way too creepy. But Tsuki was just so eager to bask in the attention of boy's, longed so intensely to be wanted and worshiped and hear their words of praise and adoration that she had walked right into a trap. No matter how hard and how desperately she fought to break her ties and kick her way through the metal shell that made up the van Tsuki knew it was useless, she knew she was helpless to free herself, but she had to at least try. <br><br>But soon after she began to flail around the back of the van she found a familiar face hovering over her and strong hands coming down to force her shoulders back against the ground and as those crystal eyes that stared ever-brightly through the darkness caught sight of him her fight suddenly ceased. Beautiful eyes widened, bulging with utter shock as they gazed up at Kelvin, her terror briefly replaced with bewilderment and curiosity. Tsuki knew Kelvin, albeit not as well as he knew her, but she knew who the man was. She knew his family, had been inside his house, had babysat his children, had practically grown up around him as he was so friendly with her parents and he... he was her captor? Tsuki just couldn't believe it, it was too weird, too improbable; Mr. Newhouser was such a nice, friendly man, he wasn't some deranged sicko who kidnapped innocent teenage girls. But there was no denying the way he was stroking her stomach more intimately then should have been allowed and it made Tsuki's body tremble with fear, discomfort and the lingering warmth that grew in her lower stomach to make her naked thighs press firmly together. <br><br>She made a sort of whiny call around her gag, it's tone questioning, encompassing all the confusion that was clearly etched upon the beautiful face. He continued to stroke her bare flesh and with every pass of his fingertips Tsuki's limps quivered and the fear, discomfort and mostly the heat flared harsher and harsher inside her being. Why was he doing this? What exactly was he planning on doing? He claimed he wasn't going to hurt her and despite herself, Tsuki believed him; his voice was just too soft for her to believe he was going to do her harm. Still Tsuki felt herself growing angry as all these questions buzzed in her mind and she was unable to pose them with her mouth clogged by his little device. <br><br>Ever the defiant little thing Tsuki lashed out, curling her fingers into fists which she drove at him, attempting to punt him in the stomach and chest repeatedly at his stomach and chest as she tried to wiggle her body and kick at him. She was afraid still, but the anger overpowered any terror she felt; the anger at being trapped, the anger that she couldn't ask why he had trapped her like this and most of all the rage she felt over the warmth he was causing in her body despite all those feelings. Her almond hair hung in her face, obscuring her beautiful features but the harsh red tint overtaking her ivory skinned cheeks glowed through clearly; the heat from her fight, from their enclosed proximity and from his touch coloring her pale flesh a lovely rose color as her sharp eyes burned so brilliantly, slitted to glare up at his spitefully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 12:20:05</strong>
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				For a minute she seemed at ease, as if willing to accept her fate. She even tried to speak, her gagged voice making some sort of query, and Kelvin reached forward to un-gag her, but before he could wrap his fingers around the elastic band she hit him right in the gut with her knees and punched him in the chest. It didn't hurt much, considering she didn't have much room to maneuver, but the thought of physical rebellion by her infuriated him enough to slap her, and he did, twice. He huffed, breathing heavily over her face, not lifting another hand against her for a long moment as he took in what he had just done.<br><br>Kelvin hadn't wanted to hit her, but something inside of him snapped. He promised that he would never strike her in anger again... In anger, at least. His hand rubbed over the red spot on her face where his palm had connected twice and massaged it. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he repeated, sounding very genuine with his apology. He felt pretty shitty about it now, and it had happened all so fast, before he could even think about stopping himself. He rubbed her face for another minute. "I didn't mean to hit you so hard, I didn't mean to hit you at all. I'm sorry. But you need to be punished," he explained, and flipped her onto her back, trapping those rebellious hands of hers beneath her stomach.<br><br>He flipped her skirt up, revealing her tight, bubble bottom, the sight of it making him weak and hungry for her flesh. His hand began to wander over her ass, stroking and kneading it, before he split her cheeks with two fingers and began to feel the rim of her asshole. It was just curiosity, nothing sinister, yet. He had fucked a woman in the ass before, though never his wife. He had sick desires that he could never reveal to his wife, so he slept with other women, constantly. He was very good at lying to Ellen, and she never even suspected. Sometimes it was whores, sometimes women he had met at a bar, worked with, or old high school girl friends and booty calls. He had even raped a woman once, breaking into her house and taking her while he slept. He was not proud of that moment, when he had sunk so low to take something from her that could not be taken back. Her sense of security.<br><br>Now, he was taking that from Tsuki too, and it made him pause. But was it really the same? He wasn't going to rape her. He was going to play with her body, until she begged to be fucked. It was not the same, he thought to himself, and promised he wouldn't overthink it too much. His finger played with her asshole for another moment, not sinking in to penetrate her, and then he was done. The next thing Tsuki knew was a hard smack against her ass, the sound loud, the pain stinging and fresh on her plump behind.<br><br>He spanked her two more times, taking plenty of time between each connection of his palm before doing it again. His other hand rested on the small of her back, keeping her still while he smacked her rump. Even after four or five times he did not stop, not even if she screamed into the gag. Several minutes passed before he finally decided to cease, and it wasn't because he was tired of spanking Tsuki. He had decided that it was dark enough to remove her. So Kelvin flipped her onto her back again and brought his face very close to her, pressing against her forehead, wary of her trying to headbutt him. "Do you hate me?" He asked, looking into her depthless blue eyes. So beautiful.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 19:06:55</strong>
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				Tsuki was so confused and so utterly enraged; why was she here? Why had Mr. Newhouser kidnapped her, was it some kind of joke? But what he planned to do with her was Tsuki's burning question. She could voice none of them though and it was extremely frustrating; that mixed with lingering made it impossible for Tsuki to not lash out. Though once she had Tsuki promptly regretted it, which was odd because the young girl could not remember ever regretting anything in her life. Then again, Tsuki had never been hit; he slapped her across her beautiful face and Tsuki was stunned, her crystal eyes going wide with shock as he struck her not once but two times. The second time Tsuki kept her head turned to the side, fearing he'd do it again if she looked at him, her long bands brushed across her forehead into her eyes, silky caramel strands caressing along her burning red cheek. <br><br>It tingled very unpleasantly, the sting causing tears to well up in her eyes, the initial shame and fears causing them to spill down from her blue pools. No one had ever slapped Tsuki; not her mother or her father, not any of her babysitters of even any of the girls at school as Tsuki had never been in a fight. She didn't like the feeling, the pain or the degradation she felt festering inside her body. She barely heard Kelvin has he went on speaking, deaf to his apology no matter how sincere it was though Tsuki did pick up on one thing; she needed to be punished. A cold chill ran down Tsuki's spine at the much older man's words so that when he swiftly rolled her onto her back, trapping her arms uncomfortably under her stomach Tsuki let out a squeal against her gag. She felt him lift her skirt, felt his hands begin to explore and squeeze her bottom and at that point Tsuki's entire face turned a violent shade of scarlet that spread down her neck and she was sure colored most of her body. <br><br>She felt distressingly hot with what she labeled mortification as Kelvin's finger dived between her pert nether-cheeks and proceeded to prod at the rim of her tight virgin bottom making her squirm and wriggle about. But Tsuki had never known embarrassment to make the tips of her firm breasts go taut and tingle or make her fleshy thighs shift as they pressed together. She had to bite down on her gag to hold back the whiny whimper rising in her throat, desperate for him to never know about the heat he was causing in her though a few of the sounds did escape, though very quietly and she thought perhaps he wouldn't notice. Tsuki had never had a male play so suggestively with her behind, or play with it at all and it was an odd feeling. It was very awkward, an extreme violation of her personal space, yet at the same time Tsuki felt herself wondering what it'd feel like if his finger pushed down just a little harder and split open her throbbing star. The thought did not linger however, it couldn't because Kelvin began to once again hit Tsuki, though this time in a more personal area. <br><br>His hand came down on her bottom and Tsuki cried out against her gag, her body fidgeting much harder in an attempt to get away or at least make him stop. But Tsuki's fight was in vain, she could neither get away nor convince Kelvin to stop as she squealed and screamed and cried around the gag in her mouth, curling her knees repeatedly to kick up her bound legs. Again tears were streaming down her face, this time much harder then before as her poor little butt stung violently, turning a harsh maroon under the assault of his hand. It was more dismaying then being struck in the face, yet there was something oddly erotic about the whole experience that made Tsuki's thighs clench harder against her teenage sex which she noticed had grown a bit damp. Finally he stopped and again he turned her over, this time to face him, exposing her red, tear-streaked face to his eyes as a few choked sobs sounded behind her gag, what was either tears or a bit of saliva slipping down the side of her chin. She stared up at him as he drew close, her body trembling as she writhed slightly beneath him, and strangely enough with tears in her eyes that made her bright eyes look like two dazzling jewels despite the darkness in the van and a face reddened with the heat of embarrassment, pain and a bit of lust Tsuki looked as beautiful as ever. <br><br>Though her hair hung messily in that pretty face and though she continued to cry even as he questioned her there was something so oddly alluring about her that perhaps only intensified when she curled her cuffed arms toward her heaving chest, tender nipples noticeably poking against the fabric of her tank top as the hem lingers just under those perky globes so that the rounded bottom of one was expose, and made to grip fiercely at his shirt with his fingers as if desperate to keep him near. She whined and whimpered and cried shaking her head in reply to him as her young slender body quivered beneath him. It was a lie, she did kind of hate him, how could she not? He had kidnapped her, he had struck her and he had molested her and to make matters worse he had made her even liked it a bit revealing to her that she was almost just as sick as he was; she just didn't want to make him angry, fearing another round of punishment.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 19:34:00</strong>
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				He gazed at her porcelain face for a few moments before he was abruptly snapped back to reality. It was time to move, Kelvin told himself, and before he pulled her tank-top down, which had ridden up to her chest, he reached under her shirt to give one of her tits a firm squeeze. He knew how to be tender with the girl, to be a calming influence on her obviously confused mind, but he never lost focus on what he really wanted from her. He didn't care for her acceptance or her kindness, but rather her luscious young body. He wanted to own her like she had never been owned before, and after experiencing him, Tsuki Gerard would hunger for no other man.<br><br>Kelvin opened the back door to the van, and as an afterthought, he rolled Tsukiko up in the light blanket she had been draped with earlier. It wouldn't be much of a disguise, but it would help, if only just a little. If she wasn't moving, she might look like... Something. It would be very hard to tell at night, in the middle of the woods. But if he hadn't wrapped her up, and someone did happen to see her, well, that would just complicate things to an unnecessary extent. "You don't want me to hurt you again? Do you? Just don't squirm until I pull the blanket off of you again, and I'll reward you. Okay?" He didn't ask if she understood; He knew that she heard her. She was a smart girl, and he had seen that look of trepidation in her eyes a few minutes ago. Tsuki feared him, which was a good thing for right now, but ultimately it was not her fear he wanted.<br><br>WIth the girl draped over his shoulder, he made for the cabin, leaving the back of the van open. The driveway was maybe fifty feet from the front door, but it was hardly possible to see the cabin itself from where he was parked. A wide foot-path beat at a incline, interrupted with tree roots, pine cones, and the occasional passing squirrel. Kelvin didn't want to imagine what it was like hauling appliances into the cabin without the use of a dolly.<br><br>He fumbled in his pocket for the proper key, precariously balancing Tsuki on his shoulder. When he pushed the door open, it was dark, but that was quickly remedied by a light switch on his immediate left. It was a small place, but nicely furnished, with only two rooms, one of them being a bathroom. To his right was a futon, which could fold out into a bed, though the queen-sized bed in front of it made the function mostly useless. Behind the futon, staring onto the porch was a window, one of two in the room, the other one being on the left side as you came in. In the far left corner is a sink, next to it an oven, and there was a mini-fridge beneath the left window as well. Empty, he presumed, but he would go into town tomorrow and buy some food for them. A television set sat between the cooking range and the bathroom door, all of the appliances and furniture very new looking. Kelvin had been planning this very carefully, and didn't want to stay in a run down cabin with antique stuff in it for a week.<br><br>He set her down on the bed and unraveled her, tossing the blanket to the side. "You've been a good girl. Remember that reward I was telling you about?" He reached behind her head and pulled on the elastic strap, taking the gag out of her mouth. As soon as it was gone, he gave her a stern look, their eyes within a foot of each other. "I'm trusting you not to scream, okay? I'm not here to hurt you. I'm going to get my stuff out of the van, okay?" He waited for her answer, and then began to brush her coppery hair out of her face, a melancholy smile on his face. "You're so beautiful. It almost hurts to look at you, sometimes."
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>26-02-2010, 20:19:41</strong>
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				It was a strange feeling, being afraid of someone. Tsuki had never feared anyone in her life; not her parents, not her teacher, not anyone. She was a manipulator, a conniving little genius who knew how to work people, how to mold and shape and blind them to do what she liked and allow her to do whatever she liked without their knowledge. She had no reason to fear anyone because she was always in control; but those days were gone. Far from having control of the situation she found herself in with Kelvin Tsuki was forced to submit to the man's will and that was perhaps the most terrifying thing about it all. He had the upper hand, it was he who gripped the reigns firmly and led them along whichever way he saw fit and Tsuki could do little but behave in a way she hoped would please him enough to spare her his anger. He righted her shirt, but not before he made a grab for one of her pliable breasts, squeezing the appealingly soft yet firm flesh in his hand to make Tsuki writhe just a little more and whine ever-so-softly but she put up no resistance. <br><br>When he began to wrap her in that blanket she was as still as could be and he there was no need for him to tell Tsuki to stay still when he moved her, the precarious situation she was in was beginning to set into her teenage mind and Tsuki knew she'd have to do whatever she could to keep Kelvin's mood flaccid until such a time were she could find some means of escape. Though he claimed he would reward her and the statement cause a jolt in Tsuki's stomach, somehow she suspected Kelvin's rewards might be just as bad as his punishments. He tossed her over his shoulder where Tsuki hung limp and unmoving like a rag, shifting about only naturally with his movements. She was very light, so easy to carry and it occurred to Tsuki then how very easy it was to overtake her; for once she wished she was a bit chubbier, a bit more formidable, no doubt it'd help her in this situation. <em>But do you really want help?</em> Something whispered tauntingly in the back of her mind making Tsuki's heart clench. <br><br>Did she want help? Certainly she did, how could she not? She was a prisoner, captive to an obviously rather deranged man with what seemed an alarming obsession for her. But the knowledge the Kelvin wanted her so desperately, so achingly enough that he could stoop to such levels made Tsuki's insides squirm in a surprisingly pleasant manner. Much as she hated to admit it and deemed herself sick for even thinking it Tsuki had to admit it was the most powerful stroke to her ego the young girl had ever received and in turn quite erotic; though none-the-less frightening. Beautiful eyes squinted against the sudden brightness as Kelvin carried her into her cabin which her eyes instantly began to roam, taking in the rooms structure but mostly the position of all the windows. <br><br>She could crawl out of one when he was distracted if only she could get him to untie her legs. When he set her down on the bed Tsuki remained still, staring up at him with those pretty blue eyes that appeared large and more dewy then usual due to the submissive expression her red tear streaked face was set into. Tears still slipped from her eyes, drawing pale rivers down her inflamed cheeks though she no longer sobbed violently, instead quivering just slightly with contained wails. Her hands rested obediently, nonthreatening in her lap as he removed her gag and Tsuki was quite grateful as her mouth had begun to go sore. Finally her tempting cherry lips were free to close fully and she shifted her jaw about a bit to massage out the crick that had grown there. She did not scream, only sniffled and though she flinched slightly when he moved to touch her face, stroking her messy light brown locks that felt like silk under his touch, she didn't pull away. <br><br>She merely stared up at his questioningly, warily as she awaited her fate. He told her she was beautiful and it made Tsuki's heart jump thighs squirming as she pushed her knees tighter together. “Thank you Mr. Newhouser.” She replied to him, her sweet voice so quiet it was barely a whisper though with his close proximity he'd no doubt hear it. It felt strange, thanking him for a compliment when he was her assailant but Tsuki thought perhaps he'd appreciate it a little and maybe he'd reward her again for how placid she was being by untying her legs... or giving her some personal space. Having him so close when she was still so vulnerable and seated upon his bed was making her incredibly nervous not to mention stiflingly warm. <br><br>She could feel her flesh turning red again and she prayed he wouldn't notice the way her thighs continued to squirm as she hung her head slightly to hide her face in her hair, attempting even to trail her long locks down over her head to hide the glowing tinge spreading down toward her breasts the peaked out from the top of her tank top. Tsuki wished she had kept her school shirt on.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 12:14:01</strong>
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				Kelvin lingered for another few seconds, giving Tsuki one last glance before he departed her side, walking briskly down the bumpy, pine needle carpeted pathway to the van. So far, so good, he thought to himself... He had taken her without any problems, had subdued her easily, had transported her and gotten her into the cabin without a slight hitch. Things were going... Almost too easy, it seemed. Was he more capable than he thought? Kelvin had been planning this for some time now, so perhaps his dedication to the task at hand had made the actual kidnapping seem easy.<br><br>He climbed into the back of the van and lifted a couple of duffelbags out, slinging them over his shoulders and then gingerly closing the van's gate so that it didn't make much noise. Not that it would sound out of place, anyways... People could open and close their cars without being punished, but that was just Kelvin's devotion to details and his anxiety of being caught and punished for his crime. But his anxiety was overruled by the overwhelming desire to possess Tsukiko Gerard, and for the need of her reciprocation. It would be an understatement to say that Kelvin would be disappointed if she wanted nothing to do with him.<br><br>He didn't waste any time outside, seeking the recluse of his small but well-equipped cabin. He closed the front door and slid the bolt home, just an afterthought and a precaution. He slid the bags off of his shoulders and gingerly set them on the ground. "Are you hungry?" He asked. Now that he had her here... Kelvin was almost unwilling to begin with her, didn't know where and how to start the girl off. "I don't have anything real to cook, but I brought plenty of snacks and some pop, though that's probably a little warm. I'll run to the store tomorrow and grab something that I can actually cook..." <em>That is, if I can trust you to stay in this cabin alone for an hour or more.</em> But he didn't say that, of course. He reached down and unzipped one duffelbag, pulling out a twelve-pack of soda and taking it over to the fridge, sliding it in. Those fizzy drinks were not really his thing, but he knew how teenagers craved the caffeine and sugar rush that it provided. He returned to her side and sat down, resting one hand on her thigh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>28-02-2010, 18:29:40</strong>
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				She had to stay calm, she had to keep a level head, she just had to keep the situation civil until she could find a way to escape it. Tsuki didn't know what Kelvin had in store for her, he had promised her he had no intention to hurt her, yet he was the reason for the persistent sting in her cheek. She couldn't trust him not to hurt her if he lost his temper with her and so she had to do all she could to sedate his mood for the time being. But even if her demeanor pleased him Tsuki was very much aware that she could do very little to prevent Kelvin from violating her; though the realization was slow in coming Tsuki realized that that was indeed the older man's entire intention, to at least it seemed to be and she was completely at his will. The thought was terrifying to Tsuki and as she watched Kelvin depart back to his van the young girl gave a hopeless little quivering whimper as she squirmed about on the bed, looking desperately around her for some means of escape as she curled down and dragged her fingers across the rope binding her feet, tugging in vein at the coarse bindings. But the knot was distressingly complicated and it seemed the more Tsuki tugged the tighter they became until they were practically cutting into her flesh. <br><br>The sound of the van door slamming caused Tsuki to promptly pop back up, returning her hands to her lap and staring at them innocently as she sat on the edge of his bed. When he returned Tsuki didn't look at him and when he posed his question her mouth was too dry to answer him. His presence in the room, which to Tsuki seemed unbearably small, made her nervousness peak in such a spike she was sure she'd pass out from the initial shock to her system. But Tsuki managed to stay conscious and soon found Kelvin once again by her side invading her bubble of personal space. His hand encompassed her thigh fluttering her skirt against the smooth supple skin and making red tinge in Tsuki's cheeks brighten all the more. She kept her head hung, lovely features hidden behind that shield of caramel locks as she idly watched her fingers tap and twirl around each other, trying to calm herself, she had to keep her panic in check or else she'd lash out at him again. <br><br>“I <em>am</em> hungry.” She finally piped up in that same quiet voice as her thigh shifted under his touch as if to subtly brush it off. It was a lie, Tsuki didn't think she would be able to keep any food down with how violent the fluttering in her stomach was but she needed to kill time; maybe she could distract him long enough so that he'd get to tired to try anything on her. “Could I have something to eat please?” She went on, watching him from the corner of her eye, gouging his reaction as she began to shift away from him a little. She didn't like having him so close, when he made the warmth inside her flair and the tingle that crawled through her lower stomach intensify. It scared her the way her body reacted to him because it did not at all match the way her mind did and in the end Tsuki wasn't sure just which part of her would rise victorious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 12:11:19</strong>
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				He nodded and was quickly on his feet, digging through a duffelbag again. He was the one in charge, but he was so desperately in love, or at least in lust with her that he felt compelled to adhere to her wish in a quick manner. But when she was finished... That was when Kelvin would resume his control of her, would begin to take possession of her. His mind was wired, and he felt no weariness at all, having caught a little nap while waiting for Tsukiko to come home from school. Even during this mostly relaxed moment, the adrenaline in his body was keeping him jolted, and he wouldn't be even remotely tired until he had begun to satisfy himself with her.<br><br>He pulled out a bottle of water, which was a bit lukewarm but not necessarily warm, and a box of granola bars, and returned to her side, sliding the bottle of water between her legs like a temporary cup holder while he ripped open the top of the granola box. He had just grabbed the first box he had seen at the grocery store; This kind had chocolate chips, and another had blueberries. He delicately unwrapped the bar and held it before her lips, waiting for her to take the first bite. Tsukiko seemed reluctant at first, as if remeasuring how hungry she actually was, before she took a tender bite. He unwrapped the bar bit by bit as she chewed off pieces, and when she was finally done, an agonizing five minutes later, he simply tossed the wrapper to the side and began to unscrew the cap to the water bottle. He lifted it to her lips, and gently tilted it back so that a little would trickle into her mouth. He didn't want to choke her, of course.<br><br>When she had taken a small mouthful he removed it from her lips and began to screw it up. Now that that formality was out of the way, his eyes began to wander her body again. She sat with her hands pursed in her lap, as if trying to keep as much modesty as she thought possible. Kelvin didn't want modesty from her. He slid off the bed, sitting before her, and rested one hand on her calf. It wasn't to feel her up; It was more of a preventative measure, as he was in a good position to get kicked square in the jaw by this unpredictable girl. He began to remove her shoes and socks, balling the socks up and stuffing them into each shoe and finally tossing them to the side. He had already removed her panties... They were in his pocket, and he was not going to give them back to her.<br><br>Kelvin gripped at the hem of her skirt and began to shimmy it down her hips. If she fought, he would do his best to keep her from kicking him in the gut, but no matter how hard she would resist, if she resisted at all, soon her skirt would be dumped on the ground beside the rest of her things. Kelvin stood up and gave her a lust-filled look before he climbed onto the bed, resting his knees on either side of her, almost straddling the young girl. He began to lift up her tank top, bringing it easily up her belly and past her small, perky breasts, but had a fit of trouble trying to wrangle the garment past her shoulders and her stiff, unyielding arms, the fabric getting caught up in the handcuffs. In the end, he would have his way, leaving Tsuki fully naked beneath him.<br><br>He leaned close to her, until their faces were inches apart. "Don't forget who's in charge here... If you do anything dumb, we're going to have a problem." Without clarifying, he began to kiss her, the contact just their lips for a moment before his tongue began to inquire about her lips as if asking for entrance. One of his hands went to her chest, playing with her soft nipples, which hardened beneath his skilled touch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>01-03-2010, 18:35:52</strong>
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				Tsuki was quite surprised, shocked really at just how prompt Kelvin's response to her want of food was. She hadn't expected him to deny her, though the thought had crossed her mind, but she had never though the much older man would seem so eager to comply with her wishes. It made Tsuki wonder if perhaps he'd let her go if she asked him to. But that thought was fleeting; Tsuki knew very well that Kelvin would not release her until he was good and ready to do so and what he had in store for her in the mean time Tsuki could only just imagine. But the young beauty was certain her obsessive captor would waist no time in setting his plan, whatever that plan might have been, in motion and so Tsuki did her best to bide as much time as she possibly could, hoping Kelvin would just get discouraged. He offered her some sort of granola bar and Tsuki eyed it for a moment, thighs clenched around the water bottle he had forced between them as she wondered if she could possibly open her mouth o eat without vomiting. <br><br>But Tsuki managed, taking a ginger bit and chewing carefully, acting the part of the perfect little lady her parents had taught her to be as she ground the food between her teeth. She ate with what appeared to be good manners, taking small bites and chewing slowly but really Tsuki was just trying to prolong the pathetic excuse for a meal, dreading what would come after it. Or at least her mind was, Tsuki wasn't sure what was going on with her body; she had never felt such a needy heat tingle so persistently in the pit of her flat tummy. Tsuki was no virgin, she had had sex loads of times with her most recent ex boyfriend (whom her parents knew nothing about though she would often have him sneak into her room for late night <em>”study sessions”</em>), but Tsuki could not remember feeling quite so warm and anxious whenever that boy was around, not the way she was when Kelvin was so near. She wrote it off as fear and though Tsuki was certainly afraid of the older man's wrath she was only slightly reluctant to have his hands so near her vulnerable body and only because her mind kept reminding her that he had kidnapped her and was most definitely unhinged. All too soon, at least in her minds eye, Tsuki had finished her granola bar and parted her lips to retrieve the room temperature water Kelvin tilted delicately toward her lips, allowing the refreshing liquid to slide easily down her throat that worked to swallow it. <br><br>He wasted no time then in setting to work and Tsuki couldn't hide the bright red tint that formed on her cheeks as he tugged upon her skirt. She did not kick him or even fight him too enthusiastically; Tsuki did squirm, wriggling about her hips as she whined and whimpered bashfully, but that seemed to only assist Kelvin in his initial goal and soon Tsuki's young smooth shaven sex was exposed to the warm air in the cabin. Her thighs pressed more persistently together, forming around her heated bare nether-lips as Kelvin turned his attention to her top. He pulled and tugged and still Tsuki writhed and whined at him without putting up too much of a fight; her stiff arms yielding to even the slightest force he offered and lifting above her head to allow him to pull the flimsy garment up at least to where the strings got caught in the link of her cuffs, trapping it there unless Kelvin chose to rip it, which Tsuki hoped he would as it was the only shirt she had with her. Kelvin leaned in close and Tsuki stared as she dropped her hands toward her chest trying her best to cover them, eyes glazed with unshed tears that made them dazzle like pale sapphires at him before he closed in on her. She couldn't help but flinch, nor could she help the more valiant wriggle and squirm of her body that seemed aimed to fight him off. <br><br>Tsuki thought briefly of driving her knees up into his groin, but with her ankles still tightly bound there was no hope of escape and she knew she would only face more dire punishment. When devilish hand found it's way to her chest Tsuki's lips opened in a harsh gasp around his probing tongue, accepting it into her sultry wet mouth with a strained and ever-whiny little groan. Her hands moved up, both sets of long slender fingers curling around his wrist to grip it tightly, though with her pathetic strength it was doubtful Kelvin would even notice, even as her long nails dug just slightly into his flesh. Her knees shifted beneath him rising and falling in a sort of kicking manner that allowed the limbs to rub firmly around Tsuki's tender womanhood as Kelvin's touch fed the flames blazing inside her body. Nothing about Tsuki's demeanor was particularly welcoming as Kelvin assaulted her but his tongue in her mouth did receive a few very suggestive sucks of Tsuki's sumptuous tiers and his groin no doubt got a few brushes and nudges of her thighs as they worked right beneath it. Though tears trickled down her cheeks and she continued to mewl imploringly against his mouth Tsuki didn't fight the man, or show any signs of disliking the attention he gave her. <br><br>Though the circumstances were quite discomforting; but even that seemed to add to the air of excitement slowly making itself known inside the young girls being and even outside in the way her hands grasped his wrist but did nothing to remove his hands from the firm tips of her pleasantly throbbing breasts or the almost coaxing work of tongue and cheek around his exploring oral muscle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 12:23:29</strong>
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				She certainly didn't make it easy for him, but Kelvin was pleased that Tsukiko was not openly fighting against him. She was stiff, reluctant, unwilling to spread herself and welcome Kelvin into her body, but at least she was not thrashing around, trying to buck him off of her. His fingers were toying with her breasts and her nipples, taking pleasure in teasing her flesh when he felt her hands begin to wrap around his wrist, as if to force him off of her or at the very least to coerce him away. Kelvin did not cease, not even when her fingers began to dig into the skin at his wrists, which elicited an almost animalistic growl from Kelvin, a sound she heard very closely, as their mouths were still very much connected.<br><br>He ceased their kiss a moment later, pulling back to examine his sore wrist. No bleeding, but there would be small scabs there later on... Nothing that wouldn't be worth it. He reached into his pocket and withdrew a slender metallic key, holding it before her. "I'm going to undo your cuffs now. If you piss me off, I'm going to tie you up again, this time to the bedposts. Got me?" He gripped her by the forearm and began to unclick the lock of her handcuffs, tossing them to the side when he was finished and replacing the key into his pocket. It would not be wise to lose them... He didn't give her much time to test her newfound freedom, his hands wrapping around her back as he pushed her to lie down against the bed. Instantly, his face was against her breasts, his rough-shaved cheeks rubbing against her cool, delicate porcelain skin. He licked at one of her stiff nipples, before taking it tenderly between his teeth, biting down just light enough to cause her to cry out. <br><br>While he kept her nipple well within the vice grip of his teeth, his tongue began to flick it back and forth in his mouth, teasing and stimulating the young girl's breast as one of his hands removed itself from between her back and the bed and slithered between her legs, gently trying to part them, if only just enough so that he could brush his fingers against her womanhood. He rubbed against her labia with his thumb, feeling the slickness that had begun to lather there... Tsuki was a sexual creature, and even if she didn't want this, Kelvin knew that her body was ready to embrace the attention he was ready to devote to her. As he bit and sucked on her nipple, he began to idly play with her clitoris, though his attention on her sex was lacking.<br><br>After a moment he switched his attention to her other nipple, taking just a second to admire the swollen, moist nipple which had previously been in his mouth, and taking another second to look at the clashing emotions on her face. She was certainly scared... For all Tsukiko knew, Kelvin planned to kill her after he had taken out his perverse sexual desires on her, though that was entirely false. She was also certainly aroused, though it seemed the young Asian girl tried her best to hide that emotion, but Kelvin wanted her to unleash her sexual tensions and allow the young girl to become the untamed deviant he so desired in his partner. He eased off of the girl a bit, allowing her to raise her arms if she so pleased... But Kelvin was prepared to restrain her again, even strike her if it became necessary, but that was a last resort. He didn't want to mar her beautiful face or put any doubt into her wonderful features. He didn't want her to be scared of him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>03-03-2010, 19:23:04</strong>
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				The heat that festered in the pit of her stomach grew steadily more uncomfortable, all the more unbearable as it spread throughout her limbs, making here entire body crawl with warmth under the guidance of Kelvin's hands. Tsuki did her best to resist it, to forced herself to not enjoy it or at least keep the fact that her body basked in Kelvin's skilled attentions a secret but the young girl could accomplish neither. Perhaps it was her lack of experience;&nbsp; though she was not a virgin Tsuki couldn't remember it ever feeling so good to have a man simply play with her breasts. Her nipples ached under the attention, throbbing desperately for more in time with the pining pulsate of the wanton womanly cavern her thighs surrounded. That growl of his reverberated in her mouth, raw and animalistic and in response Tsuki couldn't help but whimper with desire; it was the more erotic sounds to ever tickled her eardrums. He pulled away soon after and Tsuki stared; her face was flushed a bright shade of magenta, her eyes dazed and lidded with what was unmistakably apprehensive lust and her caramel hair framed her hot face, soft brown strands caressing along her fair cheeks and falling down toward the expansion of her breasts as if leading a trail. <br><br>The locks formed about the sides of those perfectly rounded mounds, cupping the perfected globes that stood firm at their pale pink tips. They were not large by any standard but they were two beautiful fleshy circles that sat pert and perky upon her chest looking soft to the touch and absolutely tasty to feast upon. It seemed that was Kelvin's intention for after he finally freed her hands, something Tsuki was obviously grateful for he nodded vigorously in response to him as if promising to be a good girl as he unlocked her handcuffs; the long slender fingers stemming from her left hand had just formed around her right right to rub as the sore flesh when Kelvin was again upon her. Tsuki whined at him, shifting about her hands which where trapped between his stomach and hers in an attempt to free them but to no avail. Her body writhed slightly as Kelvin's mouth found it's way to the tips of her sensitive breasts and Tsuki did indeed cry out under the coax of his naughty teeth. <br><br>Her body writhed excitedly beneath his own, hips bucking with unspoken yearning toward his own without the consent of Tsuki's conscious mind. But with every flick of Kelvin's persuading serpent against her painfully stiff nipple the reproachful voice in Tsuki's mind grew quieter and quieter, drowned out by the young girl's moans and whimpers. His hand met resistance when it trialed toward her thighs, the supple limbs pressing more firmly around the soaked, aching flower that hid there and Tsuki's whiny groans grew more prominent, more pleading as his fingers wormed their way closer and closer toward the swollen pearl hidden between her bare, chubby nether-lips. Eventually his hand forced its way between Tsuki's delicious thighs that could only manage to part just the width of his palm as her ankles were still bound and Kelvin's reward was almost instantaneous. The minute his thick fingers wriggled their way between those plump folds Tsuki's hips thrust forward, her head lulling back as her sumptuous lips parted in a whined exclamation of ecstasy. The stroke of his fingertips inspired the gentle roll of Tsuki's curvaceous hips, the motion pressing her wanton sex ever-firmer into his hand; grinding the damp folds into his rubbing fingers with little inhibitions. <br><br>She was still terrified, and some part of her was still desperate of a means of escape as she had no idea what was in store for her but Tsuki just couldn't stop her body from reacting to Kelvin's touch. It was intoxicating, the young girl seemed completely under the older man's influence as she wriggled and rocked beneath him. Her released her hands but Tsuki hardly moved them, reaching about just enough to curl the slender extensions of her body around Kelvin so that her hands founds his lower back. Soft flesh was felt stroking as Tsuki's hands traveled into the back of Kelvin's shirt, caressing tenderly along his skin before attempting a firm push that would bring the man back against her. She felt absolutely dirty and the conflicting emotions over the want&nbsp; for Kelvin's attention and the want for escape from hims showed clearly all over that beautiful face. She was breathing heavily, panting squeakily as her hips twitched&nbsp; and her eyes parted just slightly to allow those crystal blue orbs to stare up almost dreamily at her captor as her tempting mouth lay parted to let her ragged breaths pass. <br><br>Why was she letting him affect her like this? Why couldn't she keep her mind clear? She whined imploringly at Kelvin as he just stared and her right hand found it's way from his back to reach gentle fingertips for that stubbly cheek, dragging her feathery touch along his rough cheek almost reassuringly as her thumb trailed, carefully drawing along the line of his teasing mouth.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>04-03-2010, 23:00:06</strong>
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				While he kissed and sucked on her nipples, Tsuki's hands were left to wander. He was pleased that she instantly did not try to fight him, to squirm away from his touch. Instead, the girl began to curiously explore his back, stroking him through his shirt and pulling his body closer to her. She never spoke up, instead mewling or groaning every few moments or so, expressing her pleasure without really telling him that she was consenting at all. Kelvin could have smiled, if his lips were not preoccupied with sucking on one of her tender little nipples.<br><br>Finally he separated from her, and gazed contentedly into Tsuki's eyes. She was returning the look, her eyes almost glazed over with confusion, reluctance... But he could tell that she was enjoying this. Her breathing was harsh and heavy, and by rubbing his fingers together Kelvin knew that she was soaking wet in between her thighs. He leaned in closer to Tsukiko and kissed her, nothing more than a quick brush of their lips, and then was quickly retreating from her. Kelvin sunk to the floor and was tugging at the ropes on her legs. "Don't move, I don't want to accidentally nick you," he said, reaching into his pocket and withdrawing a switchblade. The knife clicked as the blade flicked outwards, and he began to saw on the ropes. It took a moment, a moment he would have liked to spent touching and sucking on the young girl, but it would help if he was able to spread her legs without hurting her.<br><br>When the rope fell away, he carefully closed the blade up and slid it back into his pocket, giving the girl a curious look. She saw the knife, knew where it was now... He would have to be careful that she couldn't get her hands on it later. Now that she was completely unbounded, he spread her legs, with or without her compliance, and pushed his head between her thighs, his scratchy beard brushing against her creamy inner thigh. His tongue probed outwards, tasting the slick juices of her cunt, before he began to lap at her with more vigor. Kelvin's hands snaked around to rest on her hips, keeping her from squirming around too much while he did what he wanted with her.<br><br>Every few seconds, he would alternate between stabbing at her clitoris with the tip of his tongue and licking at her labia, sucking on her sweet pussy. He wanted to give this girl a good reason to let him do as he pleased, to let her know how much pleasure he could provide as long as she played by his rules. She had been a good girl so far, but he was always wary as to what she might be thinking or planning. He couldn't let his guard down until he was absolutely sure she was on his side, and even then he would still be wary.
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pastel Kitkat</strong> on <strong>10-03-2010, 04:46:41</strong>
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				Tsuki was ashamed of herself, so much that she could feel tears stinging her eyes, blurring her vision as she stared up at the ceiling. Or perhaps those were the tears of insane pleasure, of an ecstasy the likes of which the young girl had never experienced. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire, sizzling with such an intense tingle that Tsuki felt it impossible to sit still. She couldn't help but writhe her body, couldn't stop her hips from jerking upward expectantly, eager to feel something, anything come down upon them. She didn't want to feel this was, she knew she shouldn't; Kelvin had kidnapped her, had abused her, had proved himself ready and willing to do her harm if she did anything that made him unhappy. Tsuki knew all that but even that knowledge couldn't keep her body from reacting positively to all of the older man's attention. <br><br>When he pulled away from her in fact the young girl's disappointment was more then obvious; she whined a hasty objection, her fingers curling into tight fists attempting to grasp onto Kelvin's shirt but it was a vain attempt. The man dropped to his knees before her and Tsuki's head raised from the bed, her caramel locks sweeping in a sultry mess around her beautiful face. Her piercing icy eyes dazzled with unshed tears, lidded heavily with desperate lust. Her darling face was flushed crimson with the heat of sex and want, her bare chest, so pert and perky as the small round mounds stood hard at their tips, heaving harshly with her panted breaths. Her elbows curled to support the upward curve of her body Tsuki watched with curiosity and eagerness she just couldn't seem to hide as Kelvin cut her ropes. Her eyes lingered on the knife Kelvin slipped into his pocket and briefly Tsuki wondered just what else he would use the blade for and a twinge of fear stabbed at her heart. <br><br>But then Kelvin's hands gripped her knees and wrenched them apart, the surprise making Tsuki gasp and jolt, attempting to scramble backward away from the man but to no avail; his hands took a strong hold upon her wide hips to keep her close and his mouth went to work between her thighs. The moment Kelvin's tongue pushed against her bare shaven pussy Tsuki was beside herself. She gave a whiny shriek of anxiety and jubilation falling back to the bed as her body went stiff, curling up to push her hips sharply toward Kelvin, unable to keep her pleasure and desire from showing. Her hands lifted, slender fingers brushing through her almond locks to grip the silky strands for support. The feel of the stubble on his chin scratching at her upper inner thighs was so erotic, it made the flare his tongue shot through her aching womanly canal white hot and the ache to grow so unbearable. She whimpered and cried out, groaning as her hips twitched madly, beginning to rock up toward the attention of Kelvin's tongue but a hand fell from her hair to form her palm firmly over her mouth, muffling her hollers of pleasure and her squeaky ragged breaths. <br><br>Her hips moved, attempting to thrust through Kelvin's hold to buck upward toward his prodding tongue, fucking his mouth with such enthusiasm that the force caused the fleshy globes of her chest to bounce slightly. Her legs curled around him, bare feet pressing into his the middles of his back, stroking down as her thighs pressed in softly against his cheek as if to hold his head in position. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: A Neighborly Affair (Otachii &amp; Doomsday)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Doomsday</strong> on <strong>12-03-2010, 01:31:46</strong>
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				Kelvin was delighted by the girl's response as he sucked and nibbled on her clitoris. She left her seat several times, driving her hips forward, almost trying to ride his face. A little enthusiasm was good, but at this rate she was going to break his nose with her pelvis... His hands reached around her thighs to cradle her hips and ass, and he held her firmly, steadying her a bit, and taking the opportunity to fondle the creamy flesh of her buttocks. Curiously, his fingers began to spread her ass-cheeks, probing in between and finding the smaller, perhaps more tender hole... When she flinched, he drew his fingers away, not trying to alarm her.<br><br>He could have eaten her out for as long as he pleased, or until his jaw got sore, but Kelvin was impatient... He wanted to make her come, to give this girl a mind-blowing orgasm, but he could feel a throb in his pants, begging to be unleashed on this dainty girl. He gave her wet lips one final, sloppy kiss, and rose a bit, feeling the reluctant girl try to draw him back in by squeezing his face with her hips. "Tsuki," he said quietly, looking intently in her eyes. He rose up more, and curled up beside her on the bed, his fingers going in between her thighs to keep her placated for a moment. "I don't want to rape you. I want you to give yourself up. Do you understand?" He asked, licking his lips, tasting her on his tongue. He decided to share some of that with her, leaning in close to pass onto her lips the unique flavor of her cunt.<br><br>Kelvin pulled away from her a second time. "Do you understand?" he repeated. "I know you're not some naive little virgin. If you were enjoying what I was doing just now... Let me know. There's no shame in admitting it."
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