The Angel's Captive (Closed for Artemidorus)

[Artemidorus]

Corentine gasped as his head slid in just a tiny bit. "Oh- oh- fuck yes-" her head leaned back and her eyes squeezed shut. "C'mon. I'm no virgin. Take me all the way. Make it rough. Or are you scared that my sweet lips will push you over?"

She leaned back forward to look in his eyes. "Are you prepared to lose, angel?" she asked, before bucking her hips against his rod.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

She goaded him, suggesting her sweet lips might drive him over the edge.

"Are you prepared to lose, angel?"

Had he kept facefucking her he woud’ve been in danger of losing but quickly changing had given him the break he needed, he smiled.

“Afraid you’re too close already, Corentine?”

He used her name sharply, dragging out like nails across her back, then grabbed her hair used it to pull her hair back. He used his grip to drive his entire length inside her, grunting as he pushed inside. He went hard and fast straight away, sliding his entire length from her before slamming it back in. His pulled her hair using it to fuck her harder.

 

[Artemidorus]

Oh shit that was good. He slid in to her hard and started fucling her fast. God she was close- so close. They way he had her his head was slamming straight into her g spot.

Realization shook her all over. She was going to lose. How could this have happened? Had she been too cocky? She moaned, her head falling to his chest as he grabbed her hair to fuck her deep and hard. "Ah- ah- oh- fuck-" she was getting closer. "Oh god-" she was going to lose.

"No- no- ah- I'm- I'm-" she was going to have to obey this guy? She was going to have to stop killing? Stop toying? No! No she couldn't she-

"Ahhhh- ahhhhh!" she threw her head back as the walls of her sex clenched down hard as she came. "No- nooooh yes- oh- fuck fuck-"

She had lost, but that was the best cum of her afterlife.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Adrac smiled as her back arched, his hand in her hair pulling her head towards him, driving into her. She moaned and panted as he slid in and out, grinding into her. He heard her get close as she whimpered, battling to hold it back as his hand found her clit and she came hard.

The walls of her pussy squeezed his cock and he growled, then let himself go, fucking her harder as she yelled and screamed, the orgasm ripping through her body. He couldn’t hold himself any longer and with a final massive thrust he drove himself inside of her and exploded. Ropes of cum shot from his tip painting the walls of her pussy, filling her completely to bursting.

She whimpered as his cock held the cum inside her, he was still rock hard as his lips found her ear

“You belong to me now creature, I will make sure you never kill again”

He held out his hand and an ornamental metal collar, looking white hot, appeared. it cooled quickly and he plucked it from the air bringing it to her neck.

 

[Artemidorus]

"A deals a deal." she growled as he summoned a collar, still har inside of her. She was begining to feel something she hadn't in ages- blissfully sore.

"You were close though. I almost had you. It's a shame too. I bet angel blood is delicious." she looked at him through innocent sweet long eyelashes. "But then again maybe you'll let me have a taste." she licked his neck. "You have to keep me fed somehow."

She leaned back. "Or do I get to feast on your victims? We can be like crime-fighters. I'll be your side kick. Cleaning up the streets and I get your scraps? Will you buy me a sexy costume?" she purred.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

The collar was wrought with an image of a cup on one side and a sword on the other, he brought it to her neck and it closed around her with a metallic snap. His eye met hers as she fluttered her eyelashes seductively, teasing him with a lick to his neck that she would have to drink from him to survive or feed on his scraps. He had many plans for her but for now he would just have to keep her in check.

“I do not want to entertain the idea of what my blood would to do you”

He ground his cock into her just as it started to go hard then pulled out, the cum mixed with her juices dripping from her pussy.

“This collar will allow certain degrees of control, which I will show you when you arrive at your new home, as for keeping you fed……..I shall decide when, if, and who you drink”

He flew forward a bit then made a pulling motion with his hand, it seemed like an invisible chain or rope was pulled taught between his hand and the collar and she was jerked forward slightly.

 

[Artemidorus]

She smirked at him as he headed off, but as he pulled her she wiped that face away. "Ugh- really? A leash?" she bared her fangs at him before reluctantly following.

"I don't know what you mean by 'if'. You won't want your new sex pet to starve and die off, would you? No. Plus thats not part of the deal. You have to take care of me, you know." she pursed her lips. "Where are we going, anyways?"

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

She made face, complaining about being tethered and if she would be kept alive, then enquired as to where they were going.

“Oh I won’t let you die, but you’ll have to behave if you want anything in my house, which means watch those fangs.”

It had been a long time since he had such a beautiful creature under his control, in fact since he had any sort of companion, if you could call her that. As they flew towards the outskirts of town, Adrac dragging her along, the dropped down to a house located out from the city at the end of a line of trees.

They landed and he walked towards the house; it was a large mansion looking mostly in disrepair, the only clue to someone living there was a light in one of the windows. His eyes glowed as a pair of dark jeans appeared on him in a small cloud of smoke and ashes.

“Welcome to your new home”

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[Artemidorus]

"Oh. Nice place, I dig it." She commented. "Any other dames locked up in there? Or am I the only lucky lady?" Corentine walked beside him, her dark hair swaying down around her hips. She hopped up on the porch and opened the door. "This place have running water? I'd love a soak." She stretched.

"Oh and do I get me own room? Or do I have to bunk with you? Cause I need some serious black out curtains or I get pretty cranky."

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

He smirked, she seemed full of life for one so dead. Her walking into the house admiring the interior before holding his hand up, palm open. His eyes glowed and the collar stopped froze, though she could still move her body the collar hung there around her neck refusing to budge. He walked behind her and slapped her ass hard leaving a red mark.

“Behave.” he said in a dark tone “If you do you will have what you need, the more you misbehave, the less luxury you will have.”

He released the collar and walked up a wide staircase to one side.

“Up there is the bathroom, you will bathe, then meet me in your room. The collar will guide you, speak my name and it will guide you to wherever I am.”

He walked to stairs on the opposite side of the foyer, his mind raced as the lust drained from his body. He was excited to have a creature like her at his disposal, the possibilities were endless but the question as to why he hadn’t killed her still nagged him. No matter, he was going to enjoy having a pet to play with.

 

[Artemidorus]

"Sure you don't want to bathe with me? Fine, Mr. Killjoy, have it you way." She shrugged as she smirked and turned and walked away. She didn't like the way he had frozen her collar but she decided not to show it. Best to not let him know what got to her.

The found the bathroom and filled up the tub. The room was surprisingly clean for an old manor and she appreciated that. She filled the tub and sank in with a moan. It had been such a long day. She summoned a nice peach and rose soap, and soon she was smelling fantastic, her dark hair drying as she continued to soak, taking her time in hopes of irritating her new captor. After about an hour and a half she was wrapped in a towel and brushing her hair. "Hmm." She mumbled to the mirror than contained no reflection. "Let's go see what he wants."

She refused to speak his name, instead taking a whiff of the air and using her vampire sense of smell to find his location. She opened the door and walked into 'her' room.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Adrac stood in the room waiting, of all the rooms in the house the bedrooms were the ones that kept up to date with the times, mostly because he used them the most. This one was particularly bright for a room and he had contemplated repainting it but had never gotten around to it. He had tried to keep up with the times, a flatscreen tv stood on a table at the opposite end to the bed.

He stretched his wings out as he surveyed the room making sure everything was prepared for his new pet. He thought about the creature who he now controlled, to him she was magnetic and full of fire. His wings retracted as he formed a plan about how to best utilize her talents as the door opened behind him, interesting, she hadn’t used the collar to find him. He turned to see her standing in a towel, her hair damp from the bath.

“Greetings Corentine, I thought we should go over a few details: First of all while you are in this room you will be naked apart from your collar. Secondly I will decide when you drink and who you drink from. Third, all clothes you are able to wear are located in that wardrobe.” He pointed to a large pair of doors set in the wall “Fourth, you may only cum only in my presence. Finally, failure to follow these rules will result in severe punishment and the loss of this room and other luxuries. You will address me as master for the time being.”

 

[Artemidorus]

Corentine shrugged at his rules. "Alright."

As she walked in the room she dropped the towel. She laid down on the bed. "This is pretty comfy, actually." She rolled across the bed. "Ah yes. It's nice."

She looked around, wondering how many channels the TV got, and whether her new master would nind if she bought some pay per veiw.

 

[The_reluctant_wordsmith]

Her arrogance frustrated him and he made a flipping motion with his hand, the collar moved of it’s own accord and jerked her up and over till she was face down on the bed, her ass in the air. He moved behind her, his hand resting on her ass he struck her cheek.

“Your first rule broken, your punishment will be no tv” He slapped her ass again “Tell me which rule you broke, correct it, and I will tell you how you may regain your privileges”

His hand fell on her cheek again, this time he paused to stroke her pussy