Vampire BDSM: A New Beginning

Kanyn

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I watched her from the balcony high over the gardens as she tripped and stumbled through the gate of my wrought iron bars. The wolves chased her marvously through the woods, not too close but not so far that she could escape. I watched through the pack leader's eyes as they persued my quary. Exhausted the girl fell and cried. I pondered whether or not to go and greet her now or allow her to wander into my arms. This question would have to be answered later, the girl was up again and stumbling through the gardens.

"Help me!...Somebody please!" She cried out as she collasped on the path.

None would answer her. There was only me and the vermin in the house to hear her, and I was not going to rescue her just yet. No, my taking of this girl would be slow and methodical. She lay on the cold stones of the walkway for an hour or so. The poor girl was so exhausted, but for the moment she was safe from the wolves on the outside, but would she be safe from the preditor within? I think not.

She walked along the path through the emmence rose garden, just stopping and enjoying the many blooms. She would cradle a flower in her small hands and partake of their smell, only to move to another even more lustrious one. I assume she gained some sense of saftey. Did she not know she was being watched? Choosing this moment to move in and take the girl from myself, my eyes brightened and mysterious runes pasted my lips. A spell to make the girl sleep projected at the roses below. Now it would only be a matter of time before the girl would be in my clutches. I could feel her warmth in my arms now. I would relish in the sins I would perform with this lil one.
 
As I looked around the magniicent rose garden, suddenly I felt very sleepy. Yawning, I slid to he ground next to a white rosebush. Lying next to the fragrant roses, my imagination kicked in, and I was soon dreaming of home.
 
Ice blue eyes glowed softly in the night as i watched the scene unfold .... I saw Him ... watching her ... and I wondered .... what he planned ....

When I saw her fall to the ground ... yawning .... my smile grew .... my heart beat erratically in my breast .... my mind ran wild with thoughts of what he planned with her ....

and I knew .... whether this girl knew it or not .... she was in for a treat this night ....

as the scent of the roses filled my senses .... i settled down to watch.... feeling the smooth leather of my catsuit caress my skin .... my eyes glowing .... my teeth gleaming as i smiled oh so wickedly ....
 
I smiled as she yawned and laid down by the rose bush, I knew that she would be in a deep sleep soon. I willed my body to dissipate, and it followed in suit, slowly going from a solid form to a mist. I traveled on a breeze down from the balcony where I watched it all unfold, down to the ground. In this mist form I could travel quickly and also tease the human body with chills and damp caresses. Her body was sweet and delicate as I swirled around her, and unable to stand it any longer, I solidified standing over her.

My eyes wandered every inch of her exposed skin, from her sweet hips down to her toes. The tattered dress she wore barely hid anything from the eyes, so I dicided that she didnt need it any longer and took the liberty of undressing her. My fingernails extended a mere inch and the fabric of her dress parted over their razor sharpness. Her breasts were young and pert with coin sized areola and she must have either been cold or excited because her nipples stuck out like two pencil erasers. Her belly was taunt and her pubic hair was neat and trimmed nicely in the small bar, such things were usually done only by the nobility of the land.

I knelt and scooped the girl up in my arms, and turned, my cloak whirling around, walking upto the dark ediface, the double doors opening for us on their own and closing as we passed.

-Join me, M'lady?- My parting thought sent to the one watching us from afar. -Three just sounds so much more interesting.-
 
Enter darkness...

OOC: Ninian, are you vamp?

6'0", looks like Antonio Banderas in Interview With A Vampire, can anyone remember his name?

IC:
Joaquin roamed about as well. He crept behind Ninian(?) silently, watching.

"A pleasant show for us this evening", he whispered in his Spanish accent.

Startled, Ninian turned to face him.
 
~*~Armand~*~

OOC: Antonio Bandaras plays the vampire Armand in the movie 'Interview with the vampire' one of my personal favorite vampire movies. The books where great too.
 
I shivered in the chill night air, my dream the same terrifing portent I'd had for weeks. I struggled to bring myself out of the horror, but to no avail...

My lips parted and air passed through, almost formed into... wrods? No, not words, you realize as a piercing whistle echoes around the place. Held in sleep by your spell, I cannot wake, yet still try...

(not a vamp if her heart beats... and hey, gypsyprince! i guess you looked into the Masquerade? *grins* it's cool...)
 
Hearing the invitation she smiles ... rising from her position to join them

She spins around ... tense ... as she feels the presence bbehind her ... she smiles slowly as she hears the spanish aaccent ... her voice a soft seductive southern drawl ...

"no ... not a vampire ... an admirer ... and yes ... it looks as though we have quiet a show in store"

turning back she follows after Kanyn ... lush hips swaying from side to side ... a sensuous invitation to behold her sexy form .... she calls over her shoulder to the other ....

"coming?"
 
Lust for blood and body...

OOC: I found it by accident on the net. It is pretty cool, but I have never played.

IC:
"How could I resist?" said Joaquin with a smile. "Why does a human girl want to involve herself in the affairs of the dark ones, may I ask?" he continued, mesmerized not only by her sexuality, but the throbbing pulse he sensed from her. "I have heard of humans who worshipped us as gods. I wonder. Are you one of those?"

You are safe with us, was the suggestion he planted in her mind. You must not leave here.

Inside her mind he sensed the lust that was boiling over. He had fed earlier this evening, so he knew that his attraction to her was more than just bloodlust. Joaquin's body was responding to her every sway. He wanted her.

This woman seemed to be aware of his activity. She let his spell wash over her, without resisting. This was not her first meeting with vampires.
 
~she looked over her shoulder again a smile curving those luscious lips~

the darkness ... is seductive ... it draws me ... like a magnet ...

~her smile widens as the though enters her mind that she is safe and must not leave .... never having planned to ... she knows it was planted by one of the kindred~

i am more comfortable among the dark souls .. than among other mortals ...

~her fingers brushed her neck, the marks covered by the leather choker .... yes ... she was familiar with his kind~

She feels the heat of arousal ... and knows he can sense it to ... that was one thing she loved about vampires ... no need to play games .... they knew ... often before you did .... of your arousal ...

She paused in her step, waiting for him to catch up to her. As he stepped up next to her, she placed her small delicate hand on his arm, lightly caressing him and they continued forward after the other vampire and his ... prey ...
 
~*~A Slave Is Born~*~

She stirred in her binds, and I watched as the little beauty my trap snarred came back to life, still nude and bound at the wrists to a post on the stone floor. I allowed her to gain her head and get to her knees, all the higher the binding would give, before addressing her.

"Greetings lil one, I'm sure you have many questions and I assure you that I will answer them all eventually. For now all you need to know is that you are now a slave in this tower, and that I am your Master. The rest you will find out in time. Am I understood?"

A small nod was all that the girl could manage through her shock. She thought she was dreaming at first, but the cold floor beneath her nakid form and the rope biting the soft flesh of her wrists told her otherwise. Her mind screamed for information -What would I do with her? Was I going to kill her? Why did I choose her?-

I stood from the chair and walked to the girl, standing before her and looking down at her delicious skin, her racing heart sounding like a underground river waiting to be tapped and drained of its water. Oh, how I would enjoy this one, enjoy taking everything from her slowly, milking her spirit til she was absolutely mine. My fingertips sought the delicate skin of her inner thighs, my nails cautiously grazing her skin making it alert to my touch.Would she fight me or would she give in to my desires? I hoped for the latter, I do love breaking a strong spirit...
 
I shook myself from sleep, trying to rid my mind of the horrid dream... and realizing it would not leave, that this was real. I looked around in horror, my head snapping around like a wild animal's. When I heard him speak, my eyes flashed up to look at him. There was something about him... a darkness in his soul. I shivered, remembering all the nights I had woken up in a sweat not knowing why I was horrified. I had a feeling I would finally find out.

I nod at his words, trying to figure out why I couldn't move... and why it was so cold. It dawned on me, and I was terrified. I tried to choke the feral growl that escpaed my throat at his touch, but to no avail. I would have bitten off one of his fingers if I had been able to reach. As it was, I merely snarled and pulled away from him as best as I could. I had tried to speak to the wolves, but they hadn't listened. My nature... which had yet to fully manifest, would not help me here. I somehow knew it, in the dpths of my soul. My family would not save me now, they could not get ino this place. I had only myself... and the uncertainty of one who knows what they are to become yet not knowing why. I knew I had to keep him away from me... they told me that much. I looked to them for help, but the fae only flitted away in sorrow. I glared up at my captor with undisguised hatred in my eyes, the beast's nature buried under my indignation at this. "How dare you! Let me go at once. I'll get the entire city on you..." I try to struggle to my feet, but it's not working...
 
I love a struggle

She smiled at Joaquin, standing close to Him as they watched. She spoke quietly, whispering in his ear, her breath caressing his skin.

"I love when they struggle, dont you?"
 
Struggle...

"Yes", replied the Spaniard, "A struggle always intensifies the experience."

Joaquin smiled, the lustful voyeur in him taking control. This human girl intrigued him.

"You sound like kindred when you speak. I imagine there would be no struggle from you."

"I may not struggle physically, dark sir", she replied, "but I am still equipped with feminine wiles. You will find me to be as great a conquest as any."

"You long to be embraced?" he whispered, his hand sliding down her hot thigh as he moved to kiss her jaw line.
 
Moaning softly from his touch. My eyes closed as I leaned back against Him. Whispering softly, "Perhaps."

She slid her hands behind her, caressing his thighs as she watched through slitted eyes, the back of her head resting against his shoulder.
 
Heat...

Joaquin was stirred. He had bedded few women he had not embraced, but their memories burned in his mind. There was a depth of emotion within humans that had become alien to him long ago. The creature of lust within him cared little for "feelings", but there was a part of him that refused to die when he was sired so many years ago. It was this part that he felt come to life only in the arms of a human woman.

He pulled her back against him, pressing his bulge to her rear with one arm around her waist. The other swept up the side of her torso, brushing her breast. They watched the slave and master play from this position.
 
I laughed at her threat, knowing full well noone would come to save her. Somehow I think she knew this also because there wasnt much emotion behind her threat. Nothing but fear shown in her eyes.

"Keep still girl, the ropes will bite your flesh and that would damage my property."

I stood before her again and slowly circled the girl as she knelt. She was exquisite. I stopped behind her and ran my finger down her spine, teasing her skin. I watched with delight as her body reacted to my touch, her body giving a small shudder.

I couldnt hold my desire back any longer and with a quick press of my hand, the girl found herself on her back, her legs tumbling open as she fell. I knelt between her legs and held one open with my hand as my other hand found the sweet treasure nestled between her thighs. I merely pressed two fingers against her nether lips and moved them in a small circle, I used my thumb to bump on the hood of her love bead as my fingers worked. My fingers then parted her lips and a finger sought to caress the inner folds. Slowly I slid my finger into the girl deeper until her swollen lips meet my hand. My finger then backed out slightly and curled so that the fingertip pressed against the soft spot on the roof of her inner walls. With a "come-here" finger curl, I began to stimulate that area.
 
I tried to control the feeligns rushing through me, tried to concentrate on Kanyn stimulating the slaves pussy.

But I could feel him, pressing against me. More than that I cold feel the shocks of heat exploding through my body as he lightly caressed my breast. I closed my eyes, savoring the delicious feeling. The closeness of another human. I smirked. Well not a human. But a man. God what a man. I don't know how this fascination of mine with the kindred started. But they stirred something in my blood. I should be afraid. He could kill me so easily, and I couldn't do anything. But I wasn't. My body was on fire, I wiggled my hips back, rubbing against his erection. I heard a low groaning kinda moan. It took me a moment to realize it was me.

My eyes snapped open and I continued to watch the girl. I couldn't see what his fingers were doing, but she was sure enjoying it. My pussy clenched in response, and I relaxed back against Joaquin.

He felt so good ...
 
I tried to kick him, but he merely grabbed my leg and froced it down again. "Stop! No..." I moaned. "Please, just stop..." I screamed when his finger came into me, and tears fell to the floor as his hands violated my body. I kicked at him again, trying to get away from this inhuman thing...
 
She fought me as I tried to use her for my desire, did she not know what I could do to her over a whim? I decided I would show her who she was dealing with. I removed my fingers from within her and slipped them into my mouth. She tasted so sweet, it was almost intoxicating.

I grabbed her hair and rudely brought her to her toes dragging her behind me as I headed to the far wall. SHe screamed and cried out as she was pulled along, but I remained firm with her and tossed her against the base of the wall with ease. The impact knocked the wind from her, but I allowed her no recovery and grabbed her arms, unbound her hands from behind her, then rebound them over a ringlet set high up on the wall. Attatched to the ringlet, her toes barely touched the floor.

I took a few steps back and brooded over what I should do with her, my eyes caressing her delicious skin. I heard her sobbing, but this only infuriated me more. I turned and grabbed a whip off the back wall, its five blades were large so they would sting but not leave any scars. I treasured her skin and didnt want it marked. Returning to the girl I rubbed the handle of the whip across her arse, then trailed it across her belly.

"Why do you fight me lil one? Do you not understand that you are helpless and that you will never escape?"

I slide the handle between her thighs and slowly took it up, touching each thigh until the handle rested against her pussy lips, the folds parting around the leather handle.
 
Bloodlust...

OOC: What is your character's name?

IC:
Joaquin clutched at her breast now. He kneaded it in his hand, tweeking the hard nipple. She was grinding hard against him now, his hardness driving her mad.

Instinctually, Joaquin tore the leather cover from her neck and replaced it with his hand. She just seemed to enjoy it. His other hand slid over her crotch as he kissed and licked her neck. His tongue could feel her jugular vein throb.

Joaquin rubbed her furiously as he bared his fangs. He did not want to kill her, nor was he ready to sire her, but the hunger was endless. She heard his snarl. It excited her even more and she began to moan as his hand continued to stimulate her pussy through the fabric.
 
Victoria shuddered again as she felt His hand between her thighs, he was pressing hard, rubbing her. The pressure and the feel of the leather against her must sensitive parts was driving her mad with lust and desire.

She moaned low in her throat when he tore the leather collar at her neck, her body arching to give him access to what he desired.

She was trembling as she felt his fangs, but not in fear ....
 
I was crying. I couldn't help it, but I stopped the choking sobs and let the silent tears stream down my face. I hung like a child's toy from a hook, my feet swaying slightly from terror. "Gods, no... Please don't so this to me..." I begged him. His finger had hurt terribly. I didn't want to think about the whip handle. I had no more tears to cry as I looked at him. "Please... Stop..."
 
Feeding...

The psychic connection that develops between vampire and prey is intense. Joaquin could feel her sensuality, her arousal, everything from his bite. As he drained her he grew even more lustful, and his member turned to steel against her.

Victoria moaned as she became light headed, both from the oncoming orgasm and the blood loss. Joaquin would not kill this one, but he would rub her until she passed out from pure ecstasy. Her breast heaved as her own hand reached down to rub her crotch with him. He sent vivid images to her mind of him thrusting his cock into her waiting hole. It pushed her off the edge, and she shut her eyes, screaming in pleasure as blood trickled down her neck onto her breasts.

Joquin retrieved his blood soaked fangs and turned the weakened woman around, greedily tearing her top to lick her clean.
 
She could feel her lifes blood flowing from her mouth, the sensatiosn rushing through her body were intense. Her body shook in orgasm her nipples were hard points pressing against the leather of her top.

OOHaahhhh ..... her hand clutched covulsively over his hand at her cunt. She felt dizzy with the imaged flashing through her mind. His long hard cock throbbing inside her, fucking her till she screamed. She could aslmost feel him inside her the images were so real ....

She gasped as he spun her around, her daze gaze meeting his steady one. She cried out in surprise as he ripped her catsuit down to the waist, her breasts swaying, shivering as her nipples were exposed to the cool air.


She panted hard, slowly bringing herself back to reality ....
 
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