Lore:(Mature)To fetch some clothes...

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:27 am

Crackers' haughtiness seemed to drain out of him. "I needed...a woman..to sell," he admitted with a frown.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:31 am

Tenele seemed a bit struck off guard. That wasn't what she had expected.

"Sell to who?" she asked, cautiously.

She was glad Vlad had been with her. She had been too weak then to fight off this Cracker's man... He would have been able to overpower her easily... Maybe she would have been down there without a stitch of clothing on, instead of the one selling something. Or maybe to a private person, someone Cracker's owed something to?

"Thank the God's for Vlad..."

Of course Vlad would have come to save her. Wouldn't he?

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:38 am

"To the highest bidder. It's unthinkable, I know. I'm almost sure I wouldn't have gone through it. But it seemed like the only way to get the money I need. I dont have any marketable skills, at least none that would help me in time." He looked away sheepishly. Suddenly his posture and manner made it almost laughable to imagine he'd really attempted the attack he made against Tenele, let alone go through with it.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Wed Jun 14, 2006 3:46 am

Tenle sighed and sat on the bed. "What a horrible thing for someone to go through..." She put a hand to her head.

"Poor Vladimir..." she muttered.

There was no telling what they would make him do... Who they would make him do...

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:11 am

Vlad sat in silence in his room, eventually stretching out like a cat on the bed, propping his arms behind his head. At this rate he may not need to bother with clients at a-...

The door swung open. Of course, no knock. A tall woman strode in with an authoritative gait to where Vlad lay, apparently not the least intimidated by him. "You have a customer. Get up," she ordered.

Vlad smirked at the human that dared to boss him around. "What, they don't come to me?" he quipped.

"Of course not!" she returned shortly. "Our guests are not entertained in such meager quarters. Follow me."

The vampire shrugged and got off the bed, curiosity touching the back of his mind as he followed her down the hall. As he walked, another escort passed him, leading a young lady with a startlingly beautiful, yet sorrowful face. The girl kept her face carefully lowered, avoiding Vlad's calm red gaze as she approached, but her golden eyes lifted for just a moment to catch his and seemed to change for an instant - maybe to confusion? - before flashing away as she passed on down the hall. Vlad looked back over his shoulder at her curiously before turning back to where he was being led. He went up two flights of steps - this was a large building - and then his bossy escort knocked politely on the door and spoke in a voice far more courteous than he thought possible, "Madam, your choice has arrived."

Post by **Emora Deen** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:15 am

There came a knock at the door. The door opened to allow a Vlad in. As soon as he was in the door closed behind him.

There was a woman standing in the middle of the room. She was wearing just a robe, but who knew what was underneath that robe.

"Mmm..." she said, smiling as she appraised Vlad. "Aren't you the looker."

She took off her robe, revealing a nicely shaped body. She was wearing black leather croset with garderstraps and high black leather boots. She had a whip attached to her hip and held a pair of cuffs in her other hand. "Shall we play?"

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:18 am

Vlad took a few even strides into the room, standing a few feet away, and placed one hand on his hip with a smirk. "Looks like fun," he said bemusedly, looking her in the eyes with his crimson stare. He didn't have to act; it did look like fun.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:33 am

She smiled playfully. She walked forward and pulled him to her bed, she pushed him back and made him fall onto the bed.

She cuffed him to the bed poles. She climbed onto the bed, stradling him and leaning forward. She ran her hands up his chest, over to his shoulders, down his arms, leaning forward to look into his crimson eyes.

"Strong..." she murmured as she squeezed his arms slightly.

She eased further down, unbuttoned his tunic. His pale, but muscled chest now showeing. She unfastened his belt and eased down to where she stradled his legs.

She pushed his legs apart, sitting between them. She leaned forward, giving vlad a wink as she unbuttoned his pants then bit his zipper lightly, dragging it down and open with her teeth.

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:41 am

Vlad followed her lead watchfully. It was a new experience for him to be the passive one in the encounter, but he could tolerate it because he knew that the moment a crisis occurred, he could be out from under her faster than she could blink. He glanced down at her as her teeth found his zipper, feeling instinctive heat filling him despite his nonintention of bedding this woman. That didn't stop the hormones from working, even for him. "Easy, now. Shouldn't we have a chat first, get ourselves tested, argue over curtains. There's an order to these things, my lady," he smiled in mild disapproval.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 2:54 am

She put his legs together and pulled on his pants, pulling them off. "There now..." she smiled.

She pulled off the last remaining clothing that he had on his lower half. She lowered her face... (OOC: I'm going to shoot myself after this. Glares at Meagan, Soran, and Airen) She took him into her mouth. She savered him. (OOC: *pulls trigger*) She put her hands on his chest and scratched lightly, sometimes clawing a little.

(OOC: I would like to state that I almost died in the making of this post. Any blame to the graphic part is not put on me... BUT TO THREE UNNAMED PEOPLE!

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Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:00 am

Vlad smirked as he realized what she was about to do when his pants came off. He watched her craftily, waiting for the most amusing moment to teleport away from her touch. Her head lowered, and at the moment he would have teleported so that her face slammed into the blanket, .....

nothing happened. Vlad's body went rigid as he felt his magic fizzle uselessly. Shock and confusion were so strong in him that for a few moments they washed out all other sensation, but then he remembered what was happened, and tightened his jaw. Taking an unsteady breath, he looked up at the ceiling, anywhere but at her, and tried to get his hand free by force while the sensation built up against his will.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:07 am

After minutes more of what she thought he might enjoy. She did everything to make him enjoy it. Even massaged the inside of his legs. When she thought he was almost there she stopped abruptly. She sat up, wiped her mouth, grabbed her robe and pulled it on. She stood over him, looking down at her handy-work.

"See you some other time..." She gave him a wink and left the room. She left him there with no cloths on and sitll cuffed to the bed.

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:20 am

At first Vlad couldn't find his voice. "Hey!" he finally demanded, rattling the cuffs expectantly, but she was already out the door. Shit. Mental relief and physical disappointment clamored against each other inside him. As the barely controlled sensation slowly bled back to normal levels, anger finally began to pour into him. He gave the cuffs a bitter, violent tug, opening wounds on both his wrists that began to slowly heal as he glared up at them. What the heck had happened. The collar! he realized, feeling nauseous. This changed everything. He leaned back and threw his legs up over his head, grasping with his feet onto the left bedpost and thrusting it sharply foreward and back, hearing the wood crack slightly. He glared and gave it one more sharp kick, and the large pole broke off the bed, releasing his arm.

He reached up and probed at the collar, tugging impatiently. It wouldn't release. There was some sort of lock on it. Turning to the other bedpost, he kicked it so hard that it flew across the room and lodged itself in the wall. He stood up and yanked his pants back on, anger fading back into more constructive thought. He needed to think of a plan. He wouldn't get this lucky every time. Going back to the bed, he sat down and thought carefully.

Post by **Emora Deen** » Thu Jun 15, 2006 3:26 am

Tenele pulled back the sheets, no longer having to worry about Crackers. She didn't think he would try to sell her, he seemed repulsed by the whole thing.

"In the morning I'm going to visit him. You can stay here or go with him," she told Crackers as she rolled on her side.

She tucked a dagger under her pillow. Just encase he decided to attack her.

Post by **Soran Nightblade** » Fri Jun 16, 2006 1:27 am

Crackers nodded, wondering why he was still here. The vampire had been the one who had kept him there through fear; there was little need to stay with this girl. But if she could really go inside the compound...he might be able to find what he was looking for as well. He found a comfortable chair in the corner and sat down, letting himself drift off.

When an escort showed up to bring Vlad back to his room, he nearly killed the girl, throwing a powerful hand out to wrench her neck. But he stopped at the last moment, leaving the woman startled and irate. If he attacked these people, it would make it harder for Tenele to find what they were looking for. As he brough his hand back he looked down and noticed something unnerving; the cuts he'd given himself on his cuffs had yet to really heal. The collar apparently stopped that ability as well. He smirked darkly at the escort as an idea came to his head, which the escort took as mere insubordination. She drew out a steel baton from seemingly nowhere and gave Vlad a sound whack across the back of the neck. Vlad started stiffly down the hall toward his quarters, wondering again if it was really ok to not rip the woman to shreds then and there.

Soon he was alone again in his room. A chalice of blood chilled with ice had been left for him in the corner. Vlad wondered where the blood came from, but didn't think about it for very long. The thought of prepared blood was not attractive to him, even if he'd been in the mood to accept their hospitality.