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Demos Straxus

Demos Straxus

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Demos walked the shadowed streets of this city of death, his sensitive nostrils sniffing the air before him, as his adonis like shape moved silently through the shadowed streets, the rain about him not affecting him in the slightest. the moaning of the wretched souls of the Suicide a slight damper to his relatively good mood. You see, our friend Demos was on the prowl.....

IC:

I stepped over a puddle, the scent I had been tracking for several blocks becoming stronger by the moment, my cock growing harder, and my mouth watering at her proximity. I was a creature on the hunt, and she was my prey.
 
Missy was actually happy. Sure, she was dead, but as it turned out death was a rather pleasant city. One in which she, yes she, was a beauty.

When she was freshly dead, she chanced by a mirror. She saw a tall, slender beauty, her skin a creamy white, her eyes deep, piercing blue, her hair the color of spun gold.

It didn't take long for her to learn that everyone saw her the way they wanted to see her, and this by itself gave her unexpected power.

Power that, when she had a chance, she exercised. The previous Suicide Sect Mistress was easily disposed of, and she found herself in an apparently lonely position of power.

There were many followers, but she did not know where her co-ruler, the Master of the Suicide Sect was. She had spent many years looking for him. She had spent not a little time sulking, thinking about how she could not find him.

So today, she was wandering the city. Wandering, looking. A lonely, apparently hopeless search.
 
Demos moved quietly behind her, tracking his prey with ungodly intensity, slowly moving into striking range.
 
Did she hear something? No. Well .. no. Couldn't be. She continued walking, sighing softly as she began to despair of ever finding the object of her search ....
 
He stepped up behind her and spoke, his voice a quiet rumble.

"I heard that you were seeking me," He stated.

"I certainly hope you do not wish to murder me, as you did your predecessor."
 
Missy stops, with a quiet gasp.

"Master of Suicide Sect? Yes. Yes, I was seeking you. No, I would have no reason to destroy you. There are plenty of suicides for two to rule."

She turns slowly ....
 
I chuckle at her comment.

"One could say the same about Thalia. She was too much a fool to be a threat to anyone."
 
She smiles.

"Never thought there was a good side to suicide, til I got here. Most of these pathetic souls are all too easily led. However did Thalia become Mistress in the first place?"
 
"She had the good fortune to be a good at fucking. I kept her around, soley for that reason. Besides, I found no acceptable peer among these pathetic masses."

My catlike eyes twinkle, as i openly take in her toned body. To my eye she appears exactly as she appears to herself. Myerotic powers prevented me from being fooled by such parlor tricks as hers.

"I think you can exceed her on both counts."
 
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Missy frowned.

"Well. That does make sense then. "

"I think you can exceed her on both counts."

She grinned once more.

"I believe so ...."
 
Bump?


Maybe we can get this started again, Demos, maybe with Kuuroinochou too? Get some sect business, as it were, started....
 
OOC: Sounds good babe.

"We shall certainly have to find out my dear."

Demos chuckled, running a clawed hand gently over one of the Misstresses shoulder, lightly stroking it.

"Have you met the staff yet? Thalia had impecible tastes in servents...though they had something of a turnover. I am not a gentle master. Our current servant is particularly adept at her work."
 
"Staff? We've staff? How wonderful. No, I've not known where our sect has been ... based? Well, as I seem to be your partner I would love to see our place. And our servent. Oh, I have some ... followers, who I suppose I should take with me, unify the sect as it were."

She smiled at his soft touch. She held no fear whatsoever, and boldly touched, stroked, his sotfly furred arm. This felt right, and she was glad to finally feel a sense of connection.
 
He smiled down at her, and took her hand in is, walking cracefully back to the Suicide sect headquarters, a nightclub. Although upper scale than most, its music still pounded the two as if by sledgehammers. The place was packed with the more financhialy sound Suicide sect members, whose generaly morbid appearences was set apart from the way they through themselves into the wild, frenzied dancing. It was not unusual to see Orgies in the early morning, though Demos as a general rule avoided these. Speaking loudly to be heard he spoke to his new mistress.

"The Upper level houses our suites. Rest assured they are comfortably soundproofed."
 
She nodded approvingly.

"Nice. Wish I had found this place sooner. Even aside from being the new Mistress of this sect .. I believe I would enjoy it here."

She began to move sinuously, dancing to the music in a way she had always wanted to dance, but never had during life. Again, as often, she found herself praising her decision. Death had made her existence far sweeter than anything she had ever tried in life.

Now, with a small army of suicides to bring back to the fold of the sect, with a Master to rule it with .. and perhaps a mate and bed companion .. unlife was good.
 
Demos watched her appraisingly for a moment before moving to her, and running a talon down her cheek gently, not enough to draw blood. His eyes fiery with lust. He wanted, as always to take what was his. and She most assuredly was. He would broke no other arrangement, even with so enticing a woman.

"Come. Let me show you our quarters. You still need to meet our servents."
 
Missy smiled gently at his touch, at the slight scratching sensaton, and at the look in his eye. She had seen that look, since death at least, and at this time relished that gaze upon her.

"Come. Let me show you our quarters. You still need to meet our servents."

"Led the way, my Master."
 
Demos led her to the private Elavator, and then up to the penthouse suite. (The club itself was at the bottom floor of an office building Demos used for his various investments)

Exiting the sumputously appointed rooms Demos, pulled a chime, summoning one of their many servants to bring tea, and drinks.

While he waited, he seated himself in a throne of an easy chair, and gestured for his new Misstress to join him in the chair next to it.
 
Vivi was prompt in her response, entering with a tray of tea and other hard drinks, an ice bucket and some edible treats. She sauntered into the room silently the sound of her robes the only nose as she kneeled before her master and mistress. "Refreshements, master." she said holding the tray and keep her eyes averted.
 
Marissa smiled, and sat beside Demos. The suite would be more than sufficient. Yes, this would work.

The servent entered, and Missy watched her carefully as she entered the room carrying food and drinks.

"Refreshements, master."

"Well-trained help. Demos, I must confess, I am impressed."

As the girl kneeled, holding up the tray, Missy gently placed her hand on Demos'....
 
Demos laid a hand on top of hers, storking the skin softly, before turning to the servant.

"Thank you servent. Your response was prompt. That is acceptable."

Such a comment was as much a complement as Demos would ever give an underling. Turning back to Missy he spoke.

"What would you like my dear?"

His furred hand stroked hers in double meaning.
 
Vivi allowed a slight smirk in response to Demos' complement, it was as close to one she'd get and very rarily he ever gave them out. She remained knelt before them setting the small coffee table before them with the refreshments. She remained silent paying no heed to their conversation as it wasn't her place, though she stole glances to them ever so often when they were engrossed in each other. She allowed her glance to stray a little longer upon Demos she'd not seen a creature like him in some time; only once before her caputure but she couldn't have been sure. She averted her eyes quickly when he reached for some refreshments turning his gaze to her breifly with no interest.

ooc: she's an observant person...and was bored needed some filler.
 
She smiled, enjoying the feeling of Demos' hand upon hers. She leaned in closer to him.

"What I see before me is fine. Servent, pour me a glass of tea."

She didn't know the name of the servent, nor at that moment care. She wasn't even especially worried about tea, so much as she was getting her used to the idea of taking her commands. Her real focus was on Demos, her mind turning around ways to please him, and take pleasure from him.

Theirs was a relationship unstable from the beginning: She had 'slain' (as closely as the dead can be killed that is) his previous Suicide Sect Mistress, and had led a coterie of suicides in another part of the city as a substitute for the full sect, which she had not found for many years. It was a situation that could have led to enmity as easily as any other form of relation between them ....
 
Demos felt the gaze of the servent upon him, but made no outward reaction to it. He knew many found his alien form unusual, even hideous. It mattered not. It was Him, than that was all that mattered.

His attention turned to Missy observing her, as he watched the wheels turning in her mind, evaluating him. Also obvious to him was her lust. She composed it well, but it radiated from her like miniture sun, and he felt rejuvinated simply by their proximity. One thing at least was certain, she would be interesting in bed.

Moving a hand forward he picked up an allready mixed white russian and brought it to his lips, enjoying the bite of the vodka against the fresh creme.
 
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