red_whisper
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OOC: Alright, I want to start a thread, and here it is, please do bear with me. I hope all of you find this acceptable and enjoyable.
A new club of sorts has started on this college campus, a club so big that it seems like any pledge, this club has its own house and quite a large one it is. This club, it’s a gothic one and people want so badly to be in it because of all the beautiful people, slowly people start to convert to this club, finding out all the deep workings of it, vampires, weres, magic and this thread is about that club, members can be college students even teachers wanting to belong to this club, but I still want some mystery to it, all are welcome, post a intro and jump in.
She was one with the in crowd of preps, one with the athletics, a natural gymnast, she could move with the most fluid of grace but she never had the look, a formed body, strong legs, no breasts… high school was not the most proudest of times and the times of college was close approaching…
First week… miserable, she walked about head lowered and receiving the sneers of many of the older classmen, she sighed to herself and continued on her path to her classes…
Last class of the day, she had always seen her, back of the room, she wore the blackest of clothing but seemed to have the complexion of a model with treatments of aloe everyday, she swallowed her fear and took the seat next to her, the freckles brightened in the light of the sun showing through the window…
“Hi…I’m Jessica…” she was met by a silence…
She took that as a sign to keep to herself, sighing deeply the woman finally looked to her, chain and belts clattered slightly as she turned fully…
“Are you Happy?” the woman asked, her black kissed lips pursed softly into a grin…
Jessica shook head…
“How could I be…?” she asked in silence, not speaking so loud as to alert the class.
“After class, meet me…” she left no time for answer as she slipped from her seat, nodding to the teacher with a smile and he nodded in return.
She made it, out of class and found the woman…
“Look I don’t know…” She had no time to answer her hand being taken and being pulled along…
“Where are we going…?” she questioned and looked up to the woman, the tall one looked down and her lips pursed softly and pulled her more…
“No questions, just follow…” And she did, moments later she came to her destination, A massive house, it even cast a shadow across the street…
They both entered and in a week she would be transformed.
Waking in the deep crimson of a caress cover, blinking as she looked down, a deep grin across her lips as she sees who is cuddled with her, quite the attractive man, most attractive, her hands running across his deep black locks, yawning softly and again blinking the black covered lids…
“Excellent…” the man groaned, slipping up, a claw mark across his cheek still healing, he had bite marks up and down his rigid form, his statuesque form studded and riddled with marks of purple and red already in the process of healing…
Herself, her hand hands slipped up and the deep purple contrasted with her milky skin of where the leather straps held her down, she swallowed deeply the presences of the mans seed still hot on her tongue, looking down more so, she could see the voluptuous mounds of flesh that sat high on her chest.
Groaning herself, she struggled to sit up in bed, her arms sore from the night before, her now taut and thin waist aching and bruised from being forced down…
Soon more entered the dark room…
“Ah, Jezebel you are awake…” the woman smirked, the one she had walked in with, leaning forward, her lips caressed her own, taking the taste of the man from her lips…
Indeed a new life awaited her…
A new club of sorts has started on this college campus, a club so big that it seems like any pledge, this club has its own house and quite a large one it is. This club, it’s a gothic one and people want so badly to be in it because of all the beautiful people, slowly people start to convert to this club, finding out all the deep workings of it, vampires, weres, magic and this thread is about that club, members can be college students even teachers wanting to belong to this club, but I still want some mystery to it, all are welcome, post a intro and jump in.
She was one with the in crowd of preps, one with the athletics, a natural gymnast, she could move with the most fluid of grace but she never had the look, a formed body, strong legs, no breasts… high school was not the most proudest of times and the times of college was close approaching…
First week… miserable, she walked about head lowered and receiving the sneers of many of the older classmen, she sighed to herself and continued on her path to her classes…
Last class of the day, she had always seen her, back of the room, she wore the blackest of clothing but seemed to have the complexion of a model with treatments of aloe everyday, she swallowed her fear and took the seat next to her, the freckles brightened in the light of the sun showing through the window…
“Hi…I’m Jessica…” she was met by a silence…
She took that as a sign to keep to herself, sighing deeply the woman finally looked to her, chain and belts clattered slightly as she turned fully…
“Are you Happy?” the woman asked, her black kissed lips pursed softly into a grin…
Jessica shook head…
“How could I be…?” she asked in silence, not speaking so loud as to alert the class.
“After class, meet me…” she left no time for answer as she slipped from her seat, nodding to the teacher with a smile and he nodded in return.
She made it, out of class and found the woman…
“Look I don’t know…” She had no time to answer her hand being taken and being pulled along…
“Where are we going…?” she questioned and looked up to the woman, the tall one looked down and her lips pursed softly and pulled her more…
“No questions, just follow…” And she did, moments later she came to her destination, A massive house, it even cast a shadow across the street…
They both entered and in a week she would be transformed.
Waking in the deep crimson of a caress cover, blinking as she looked down, a deep grin across her lips as she sees who is cuddled with her, quite the attractive man, most attractive, her hands running across his deep black locks, yawning softly and again blinking the black covered lids…
“Excellent…” the man groaned, slipping up, a claw mark across his cheek still healing, he had bite marks up and down his rigid form, his statuesque form studded and riddled with marks of purple and red already in the process of healing…
Herself, her hand hands slipped up and the deep purple contrasted with her milky skin of where the leather straps held her down, she swallowed deeply the presences of the mans seed still hot on her tongue, looking down more so, she could see the voluptuous mounds of flesh that sat high on her chest.
Groaning herself, she struggled to sit up in bed, her arms sore from the night before, her now taut and thin waist aching and bruised from being forced down…
Soon more entered the dark room…
“Ah, Jezebel you are awake…” the woman smirked, the one she had walked in with, leaning forward, her lips caressed her own, taking the taste of the man from her lips…
Indeed a new life awaited her…
