Wild and caught ~

katalynn

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OOC Closed between Sky Jade and I ~



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Half elf and half.... Something. Grew up with the elves but I was always running away, so been in the wild for as long as I can remember. Ran away when I was young, about 15 years of human age, stole to get by. I look more like a cat than an elf. Cat like features in the ears and in the eyes with peircing green stare, markings and colors on my body is that of a leopard. The shape of my body though is that of an elf, small 5'2 in height, slender and extremely well built. Hair goes to the middle of my back, very thick and surprisingly well tamed with the blackness of a black panther, not something you would expect of a wild one. Wore simple clothes, something to try and fit in when she was in the village. Not that it would matter, he hid within her cloak so no one would notice her. The beautiful markings and cat like ears and eyes made her stand out. Other than that, she wore a leather vest tight around her chest that laced up the front. Leather pants and knee high boots. It made it easier to run and escape if she was to get caught stealing.


There was a cave deep in the woods that always struck her, it was like no other cave she could feel it deep down. There was something in there, or it lead to somewhere. It didn't hold any creatures within it. She knew this because she has been watching it for sometime, no tracks, no remants of animal or any creature. Looked like the mouth of fresh cave.

It had scared for the longest time, yet, everyday she would come here. Daring herself to go in, then never going in, backing out on her own dares. Finally, this was the day she would go in. Taking in a deep breath while looking around to make sure no one was following her. There was no reason for anyone to follow, she had been good about stealing for a week. Hasn't touched anything that she couldn't buy or traded. Slowly she went in, wondering and hopeing that this cave is safe, perhaps she will make it into a home later on.

Once she stepped in everything went black, even the opening behind her went black, like a door closed but there was none. Having to adjust her eyes, with having this other breed in her she was able to at least make out the shadowy shape of where the wall was. Just barely, it was enough for her to use her hand along it and guide her to where this place led.

For the longest time it was hard to tell if her eyes were opened or closed. This tunnel seemed to reach and never end, luckily the wall was smooth and no spiders or even webs were found. At first she had to blink a few times when she saw the wall ahead of sparkling. Still no light, just shimmering glitter off the wall. This followed as she got closer the light started to shine from some room.

It hurt her eyes as she entered the room, it had bright, gleaming jewels and gold surrounding a table. Huge spacious room with a massive fireplace that had gargoyles boardering it. A dining table that reached from on end of the room to about half way across, with only two chairs on each end. Pillars with various statues up and down them of gargoyles and dragons that seemed to move in the shadows. A huge, ceileing to floor mirror stretched along another wall.

What attracted her the most was the box that was on the table. What theif wouldn't be attraced to such things. This was empty of life cept hers, as far as she could tell there was nothing here to lead into another room. Cautiously she crept her way towards the table, tracing her fingers over the box then lifting the lid. Inside was the most beautiful necklace she has ever seen in all her life.

Black and red and blue diamonds ran througout the whole piece, when she held it up to her neck it stretched down her chest, just above the top of her breast. It was connected to what would be a choker as it fastened around her neck. Wanting to put it on, wanting to keep it, but this would buy her things that she could only dream of.

Her heart was pounding suddenly getting the feeling that she should leave. Simply ignored it for now as she started to skim through the rest of the treasure.
 
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There were many mages in the realm, but few were as powerful as Gandamore. He was a pure-bred dark elf, but he was also the last of his clan, The Shadow-walkers. Many knew of him, but mostly as a legend. He had seemed to disappear from the world of the living over two hundred years before. He wasn't a vampire, but he had accidently stumbled across an ancient spell to make one as himself live much longer. His eyes were deep red and he was just under five foot. He often wore a long cloak and hood to hide his body and face.


The cave was a magical trap he had created for fun because things had become boring for him. He didn't have any great desire to rule or destroy the world. He felt it was better to wait and let someone come into one of his traps and then he would play with them for a little while. So far no one had come into his traps for many years....till now.


He was using a scrying bowl to look around at the foolish mortals when he decided to check on the cave trap. He blinked for a moment as he saw the thief there and then grinned.

"It's time to play. Now let's see, what to do first..."

The only exit out of the room closed up while she was rummaging through the treasure. There was a suit of armor hidden in an alcove a few feet from the table which suddenly came alive. It cleaked slowly forward, the mace it was holding turned into a spiked ball on a chain. He lifted up and swung it around in the air for a few moments before releasing it at the cat-elf. The ball hit into the treasure a couple of feet away from her, startling her and making her jump back suddenly.
 
Something on the other side caught her attention rather quickly. Jumping back and landing on her back as she tripped over the treasure that spreaded around from the maces' impact.

Looking around with much fear when relizing that the entrance she came in from was gone. Turning her attention back to the thing just as it raised the weapon again. Quickly got to her feet and ran to where she came in from, hopeing that it was just a trick or something. But nothing, it was just as solid as the walls that surrounded the room.

Searched the room for something she could use against thing, her daggers would do no good. Needed something to sheild her self or at least help block the on coming blows. Dodging another hit with a sumersault roll, hearing as the mace crashed into the ground. Shes been in many fights before, figuring out how she was going to get through this one. It was clear that this place was magic, only thing was, is this suit of armour magic. Or is it real?

Having no powers against such things, being just a theif and nothing more. Ran to the fireplace, finding a thick pole, it wasn't much to work with but it was better than nothing. It at least gave her range against this thing.
 
Gandamore laughed as he watched the little battle rage on. The armor was very real, merely given life by a simple automation spell. The armor had been in the room for a very long time, so the metal probably wouldn't hold up to much damage. He also didn't want to hurt her in the process.

The armor turned and walked towards her, the joints creaking. It swung the mace again, hurling the spiked ball at her. The ball smashed into the fireplace for a moment, getting stuck.
 
watching this thing move slowly after she was able to some distance between them. Noticing that the armour was old, how it creaked with each movement. The armour its self was alive somehow, but there was no one inside. Once it had gotten the weapon stuck, she took advantage of this.

Creaping in the shadows up behind it, using the pole to knock its helmet off. Hopeing that it would break the spell, but fearing that she had only gotten it madder. Or whoever the puppet master was. Either way somone didn't like her being here, again she tried to search for another way out. Still keeping an eye on the armour.
 
The armor pulled the spiked ball free the same time she knocked off the helmet. It stood wavering for a few moments before the spell was disspelled by Galdamore. He watched her search for the exit, but there was none to be found. He grinned for a moment as he decided to let the cat come to him.

The light began fading in the room, as well as all of the treasure disappearing. The only thing which didn't disappear was the beautiful jeweled necklace which she had taken from the box. It instead began glowing softly in the darkness. It soon lit up a darken opening which hadn't been there before. The opening would lead her straight to his labratory where he waited for her.

He waved the image away as he looked at the exit which formed on the wall a few feet from him. He didn't bother to remove his cloak-like robe yet, his dark red eyes glowing in the shadows of his hood. The only exits to his laboratory was a magical-locked door and two windows, but they were several hundred feet in the air. The portal would close behind her once she entered through it.

"And the fly is invited into the spider's web.
 
Turning fast in each direction as the room faded and the treasure disappeared. Heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst through her chest at any given second. The necklace that she still held started glowing and from no where as she turned around again to face the wall.... Which was not a wall anymore?

Cautiously reached out her hand to feel it, there was nothing there to feel. It was not solid. At first she backed up, looking around the room once more.

"What did you get yourself into this time Tallia"

Having no other choice she stepped into the black doorway, following where it lead.
 
He smiled as first her foot came through and then the rest of her body. The opening shrank and then vanished completely. He laughed low for a moment at the look on her face.

"Well, well, look what the mouse dragged in."

He towards her slowly and then his hand was wrapped around her throat, not yet choking her. His grip was firm and tight like a vise.

"Should I kill you now or let you live and enjoy you more?"
 
HAving her head lowered as she waled, to make sure she wouldn't trip over anything. Didn't even notice as the opening closed in behind her, but what she did notice was the hand that wrapped around her throat.

Instantly her hand reached up to try and pry his off, she didn't dare claw him with her nails, for she was in the wrong here.

"No.. no please.. don't kill me.. I didn't know... honestly... please... I'm sorry..."

fear struck her eyes at his cold gaze, wondering what he meant by enjoying her more. Tallia would have been more aggressive if she wasn't caught off guard, at the same time realizing that he was Lord of this place. And he was a dark elf at that, shes heard so many stories of their kind.
 
His hand tighened around her throat more as she tried to pry his hand off. A grin formed on his face as she began begging for mercy.

"Hmmm...I might perhaps let you live."

The and suddenly withdrew from her throat before the back of his hand was across her soft cheeks. He growled low for a moment.

"You came to the worst of places to be thief. I am sure you want to know why."

He turned from her for a moment and went to the window to peer out at the darkness for a moment.

"Galdamore. The name should mean something to you."

He turned back around and strode towards her. At the same time there was a glint of light as he slipped a knife from beneath his robe. He brought it up in an arc, the tip cutting through the laces of her vest.
 
Fell to her knees when the slap crossed her face, ears went back defensivly and was about ready to strike back. that is until she heard the name.

"S-s-shadow walker... But.. but that can't be..."

Her eyes grew wide when she saw blade, tried to back up but the place she had entered through was close, leaving a wall to block her path. Imediatly crossed her arms and held the vest closed after the knife easily cut through the lace.

"Release me and I promise to never return... I'll neve steal from you again.. I promise... M'lord.."

Darted her eyes around the room trying to seek for a way out but there was none. Only windows which he was between her and them. Then her eyes went back to him, shes never seen a dark elf before. The stories say there were none left, or they are very rare. And the shadow walkers were not suppose to be around any longer. His name was only legend, there was no known fact that he still lived. Unable to keep her eyes off him once realizing there where no where to run.
 
He laughed as her suggestion that she would never steal from him again.

"I am afriad that would not be completely possible. You see, I have many more traps set up in other places just to play with you mortals."

He reached down and took the jeweled neck from where she had stashed it since she was too busy holding her vest together. He grinned for a moment as he held the necklace up, letting it shine for a few moments before the glow faded.

"You liked this didn't you? Well, think of this as reward for your hard work...But with a catch."

He opened the choker on the necklace and then closed it around her neck. The choker glowed softly as it was magical sealed and then the jewels glowed breifly against her chest.

"This necklace is special. It makes you my little play-toy in that even though you still have your free will, your life rests solely in my hands. It is up to me weather you live or die with a mere thought or action."
 
Fell silent when he said that this was a trap, that there were many others that he hid around. Her eyes followed the necklace and longed to have it as it shimmered.

"I-I still do like it...."

Whispered just as she turned to flinch away when he reached for her again. Only to feel the cold jewels wrap around her neck, shifting slightly to make a tight, but comfortable fit as a choker.

"I... I can't wear this though.... People will think that I..."

Course they were going to think she stole it anyway. No-one she knew had such fine jewelery. Then it hit her;

"Be.. your.. play-toy?... I'm not some toy..."

Looked up to him catching his gaze as he stared down at her. Confusion among other mixed emotions ran deep in her eyes. Its not like she can go back with this around her neck, she already stood out just by how she looked. Now to have her life lay in someone elses hands.

"I already have a price on my head.. If I'm caught with this I'm good as dead anyway, for none will believe me. If you choose to keep me alive, how will you prevent my death from others?"

Tallia felt trapped, course she was in this case, but having this collar sealed around her neck brought her death and that is one trap she didn't like. She was a thief yes, but this was something she couldn't get out of. Gotten out of many traps before, even escaped getting her hand cut off when she first got caught. This being magical, she had no way of escaping this one.
 
He laughed for a moment as she said she wasn't going to be a toy.

"Foolish elf. All mortals are just play-toys for immortals. You just happen to be the one to stumble into my little trap."

He hmmed with a thought as he looked at the cold jewels around the female's neck. He reached up and ran his hand along the jewels as they shrank to become a tiny golden crescent moon pendent attached to the collar.

"You don't need to worry how, toy. I have my ways of course. But first things first."

His eyes moved down to her arms that were holding her vest closed at the moment. He turned from her and moved to the table, picking up some rope. He looked back at her as he grabbed her wrists and binded them together before pulling her after him.

"I think it's time to teach you a few manners toy."
 
Tallia tried to fight him when he came at her with the rope, but the way she was trying to hold her vest closed, she failed the attempt. Even with her hands bounds she still struggled to keep the vest close while being pulled. Not liking this one bit.

"What are you going to do? I wish to be released...."

Hint of fear crossed her voice as she tried to hide it. Yet, for some reason there was something about him that slightly aroused her. He was different from anything... anyone... she has seen, first one to ever bring real fear into her.
Clearly the first one to ever give her something, even if it was binding her to him as a toy!
It also didn't help that her vest was ripped and every so often the air would hit her nipples just right while she faught to keep them covered.

"And I have a name... its not toy... I don't like being a toy, but just because i'm your toy doesn't mean you have to keep calling me that...."

Hissed out, trying even harder to hide how she felt and show anger instead.
 
He paused for a moment at the door to look back at her. His eyes narrowed to thin slits for a moment.

"You may have a name, but that doesn't matter to me at this point. You will have to earn the privalage to be called by your name from me, toy."

He laughed for a moment and then unlocked the door with the touch of his hand. He tugged her along behind him, heedless of her stumbling down the stairs as he moved quickly. They passed through many elegently furnished rooms which seem to catch the elf's eyes for a few seconds till she was jerked roughly forward.

They were soon down in his dark dungeon, lit by torches in wall brackets. There was a musky smell of mold, mixed with a hint of blood. He jerked her forward into a open cell were a hook hung from the ceiling. He took a hold of the rope around her wrists and lifted them over the hook so she was just barely touching with her toes.

He was silent for a moment as he picked up a small whip and tested it strength for a moment. His hands were out of the sleeves of his robe-cloak and she could see that his skin was dark-gray and smooth. There was an x-shaped scar on the back of his right hand, but she was only able to see it for a moment before he was behind her. The whip cracked against her back, cutting through the fabric of her vest.
 
Tallia would get distracted by the beautiful furniture, she had always wanted a place she could call home and have such fine things. Being a thief came without that, always in hiding and moving from place to place. Even if she could have such a dream, she would never obtain the things he had. They were well kept, most likely of magic, but as old as he was at the same time.

Each time, her thoughts got pulled away when the rope was tugged against her wrists. At this point she stopped trying to keep her vest closed, it was more of trying to get out of this rope. Twisting and turning her hands within the rope, almost dared herself to pull back on the rope and make him fall back or something. But even if she did that, there was no hope of escape, at this point it was to just live through the punishment and pray that he'll let her go afterwards. Despite the fact that she was his toy now.

Whimpered at the sudden stretch of her body, toes struggling to gain the ground once more, just barely touching it. Her breast were full and exposed as her hands were raised and the small vest fell to the sides under her arms, opening the rest of the way.

There was a moment when she couldn't see him, knowing he had the whip, but not being able to see it coming made it worse. Shortly after the first strike, her body rised when she pulled on the rope, arching her back to get away at the same her scream filled room.
 
He didn't say anything yet after the first strike. NOr after the next four that followed in rapid session, the very last one being delayed for a few moments as he admired his handy work. The back of her vest was shredded now, blood slowly trailing down her skin. He smiled for a moment as he coiled the whip and stepped around in front of her.

"You have such beautiful screams my toy. Maybe you will give me more later."

He touched the whip under her chin and then trailed it slowly down the soft curve of her neck.

"Now for the manners you need. First off, you will always address me as either Lord, my Lord, or Master. It matters not to me. Second, you are not to leave this Tower without my permission. Any attempt otherwise will be met with severe punishment. Understand?"

As he waited for her answer he trailed the whip over her soft breasts, rubbing over her pert nipples for a moment
 
Shivered with pain, trying hard to gain her breath after each strike. Screamed from the first and second strike, whimpered the third and held back the fourth with what she could. The sting ripping into her tender back brought the tears to her eyes.

Strangly though, she felt wetness build between her legs, an aching feeling she couldn't quite place. Jerking here and there as the sharp pain of the cuts woke nerves and making the muscles spasm.

Tallia's head swam with conflicting emotions, not sure of what to feel, specially when he started tracing the whip at her neck.

"Aye..... aye.. M'lord.. I und... unders-s-stand...."

Whispered in a mixture of lust and pain filled voice, only catching a few of the words.
 
He listened to her words and chuckled softly for a moment.

"You don't sound sincere enough. Do you understand Toy?"

He slapped the coiled up whip against her bare breasts, once on each one. He grinned as he watched her soft skin welt up nicely from the hits, and watched her squirm from the pain. Then he noticed her legs had tighented together as if she was trying to hide something.

"And what are you trying to do toy? Shall we see?"

The knife flashed once more in the firelight as he deftly cut her leather pants open, letting them fall to the cold floor. He licked his lips for a moment at the sight of her arousal. He reached out with one finger and ran the tip of his finger along her slick folds as she tried to dquirm away.

"I see you like the pain. Perhaps I should give you more toy."
 
"I understand... I understand.. M'lord... I understand your wishes."

Quickly spoke the words after the stings ran deep in her breast, then the sight of the blade made her heart race up her throat.

"Please no.. I'm not trying to do anything! Please....."

Tried crossing her legs, lifting her legs, anything to keep away from him. But with her weight and position, adding the to the pain in her back it didn't take much for him to strip her of her pants. Tensing up at the feel of his finger as she tried to deny the feeling it caused;

"Yes-s-s ... I mean .. no.. I don't like it... I don't know..."

Closing her eyes when a shiver coursed through her, biting her lip to keep quiet.
 
"I heard you say yes Toy. You like the pain, don't you?"

He hit the coiled whip against her breasts, catching her across her sensative nipples. He eyed her for a few moments, taking in her beauty for a moment.

"Mmm..yes, I shall enjoy you very much toy."

He hit her once more with the coiled whip, this time across her taut styomach, grinning as she shuddered from the pain. His fingers dipped along her thighs as she tried her best to keep away from his touch, though her position made it very difficult. His finger drew up along her dripping folds, pressing in between them o rub against her swollen clit.
 
Having the part elf in her she had no body hair, making the air hit her solidly between the legs each time they spread. Or when she moved at all, feeling more exposed that she ever has in her life.

Yelping each time he struck the whip against her skin, it wasn't has bad as when he did it to her back, it was enough to make the red trailed welts to follow. Not answering him when he asked if she liked the pain, it was something she was going to deny and if she spoke she knew the words would betray her.


"I've never been touched before.... I don't like it.."

Whispered out finally, it was only partly true makeing the last part of what she said a lie. And her body betrayed her of that when her legs parted to his touch after a few moments of trying to keep them closed.
 
He grinned when she spoke of never been touched before.

"I see, then I was lucky to capture such an untainted creature. But you won't remain for long."

He chuckled for a moment as her legs spread for him even as she tried to deny enjoying it.

"I have been around long enough to know mortal body language and your body is telling me you enjoy it. How about this then?"

His fingers pinched her clit for a moment before twisting it slowly between them. He glided the whip down to her thighs before hitting along her inner thighs. He was going to make sure she suffered for awhile. His fingers began rolling her clit between them after a few moments of tugging. Then his fingers slid down to her slick opening to slowly push a finger into her tight cunt.
 
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