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PostSubject: Haunted Thought's!   Mon Jun 18, 2012 4:37 pm

Drisinil wrapped her already damp cloak tightly around her before pulling its hood into place after some freezing rain stung her still heated flesh. Images of Lyo lying helpless on the cavern floor forcing themselves into her mind as well as what she had done for…no too him. She could still feel him inside of her, the muscles in her thighs still tight and lightly shaking as she pushed on keeping her head lowered as she tried to get as far away from that cave and him as she possibly could.

The rain didn’t seem to slow only come down harder making her clothing weigh her down as well as preventing the sun from shining through if there was even daylight still to be had.it didn’t matter, nothing mattered in all the time she had spent away from her home she had done nothing but screw up more. First the creature, then that male she had left alive in the tavern, Lyo….She couldn’t afford any more mistakes. Drisinil would return home where she belonged and if there was any punishment awaiting her she would gladly accept it for acting so carelessly.

She walked for what seemed hours in silence following a well-traveled path to the east, maybe northeast, she didn’t really know but hoped it would eventually help her reach her destination. “Would he follow her there? “No.” Drisinil shook her head answering her own question. He couldn’t possibly; there is no way even if he did find the entrance that he would be able to wander about without a guide. Dris looked up for a moment letting out a sigh of relief as could see the mouth of the cavern in the distance, her pace quickening as she pushed passed the overgrowth not taking her eyes from the small clearing maybe a few yards ahead.


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PostSubject: Re: Haunted Thought's!   Mon Jun 18, 2012 4:50 pm

Tracking her was not hard, even in the rain. It might have taken an hour or two, maybe more before he was capable of even moving, but he had plenty of time, her thoughts told him exactly where she was running off towards. Taking his time to ready himself the beast changed. Redressed and re-armored. He wore a simple black and red slashed doublet, leather breaches and a black and nearly burnt red cloak. Its hair was tied back haphazardly. And it wore Lyo's swords strapped across its back. It still wore the armored bracers and greaves. But it carried a pair of knives tucking into the bracers, and larger fighting weapons in the boots. It didn’t hide the larger arsenal of weapons it carried like Lyo did , it didn’t care if it looked like the assassin it was.

It was nearly dusk when it was ready after bathing, cleaning redressing and eating. The venom sacks from the phase spider gathered, boiled, and readied for use as a powerful paralytic toxin. This was going to be fun. It didn’t need to run the several miles she had done to get towards the mouths of the trade caravans route to the under city, it simply blinked out of existence in one location and blinked into another. Virtually invisible It reappeared in a tree over looking the caverns entrance and It weighed how far ahead he was before acting again. With a smirk it took in the knowledge that she was not yet to the entrance to the caverns and it waved a hand towards the weeds and over growth that concealed it.

The grasses, branches, and moss shuddered before doing as bid and weaving itself tighter together to make it far harder for anything to get in or out of the caverns, just in case. Just in case. From the tree it spied and survey the entire area silently and It waited for her to grow closer yet. It would push a sense of dread her way as she made it nearer still, flood her thoughts with her recent wrongs. And make them weight heavier on her mind than deserved. Also while gleaming information about her progress to this point.. What drove her up to the surface in the first place. The recent events of her life. The Beast smirked in Lyo's skin.

One final adjustment was made, and a small spider pin was clipped to the collar of his doublet, and then he blinked again. He would be silently above her in the rain. Using the cover of the weather to cover his sounds as he dropped down from above. If he was lucky he'd land right behind her with a loud splash, and as she reacted to look his leap forward would catch her in the side or back still and tackle her to the mud of the forest face down. Swiftly if the tackle worked a blade would attempt to pierce her shoulder to pin her down and keep her subservient a long thin, sharp blade.

“Retreating to your web” his voice no longer like Lyo's, but similar hissed towards her ear if all had gone according to plan in the attack. “What makes you think they'll take a failure back with out a prize?”

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PostSubject: Re: Haunted Thought's!   Mon Jun 18, 2012 8:14 pm

Drisinil cried out as the wind was knocked from her, her body hit the ground so quickly she didn’t have time to react, in a failed attempt break her fall she landed face first in a puddle her arms pinned beneath her. She could hear him even through the rain that continued to pour from the sky.

She struggled to push herself up just enough to at least get a breath in as her chest tightened her face remaining in the muddy water. Finally he lifted off of her just enough to allow her head to rise , her chest aching as she forced in a deep breath only to quickly have it leave her once more as a sharp pain forced her shoulder back down pinning her to the ground. She tried to lift herself again letting out a scream that was muffled by the wet hair in her face slowly suffocating her as she tried to suck in another. She could feel the razor sharp blade cutting through her with ease as she struggled until her back reached the hilt which was less than an inch away from her flesh once he had buried it into the saturated ground beneath her.

“P…please...”she began to beg, maybe he would show pity and free her…But her words were quickly cut short.He was right she was a failure, weak, they would not accept her once they known what she had allowed to happen and she was sure they already had, It has been weeks since she had fled to the surface from…from a male.

Drisinil lowered her head resting her cheek against the cold soaked ground, her eyes burning as tears poured from her. She could still feel his weight against her as she laid there in silence her ragged breaths the only thing that could be heard. “This is for the best.” She thought to herself as she closed her eyes.
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PostSubject: Re: Haunted Thought's!   Mon Jul 09, 2012 1:08 pm

The Beast smiled above her and with a single glance upwards pressed its will on the world around them. A small use of power to create a psychic umbrella over him mostly, but covering her as well kept the rain form pouring on their faces, though did nothing for the puddle she was pinned in. The dagger was twisted just a little bit, letting it grind on bone and tear flesh as it moved. The puddle she was in quickly became stained red. “Yes, it might be best if we just killed you now” the monster hissed into her ear as the knife twisted the other direction. But that was a distraction at best compared to how the waters she was pinned in suddenly would turn and rise.

Like a serpent come to life it would wrap around her head and flood over her face as he used his telekinetic powers to force the waters to his whim. But he wouldn’t drown her. It was a perfectly calculated action. A plot of torture as he water boarded her like a war criminal. Just enough wet to simulate drowning, not enough to finish her off. He was making her eat her words, and showing her death was not going to be the easy way out of her troubles. He would wash wave over wave across her face. Painfully use his powers to force water to, and occasionally from her lungs to keep her alive as he tortured her, and the knife kept her pinned down under his weight.

“It'd ease his pain to” he growled as he let the waters recede so she could take an unhindered breath “We can't understand why he'd even like a whore as is presented before us” The dagger was ripped with a twist free of her shoulder, but his weight would be forced over the wound to hold her still. It would feel like three of four or more men were working over her body roughly as he summoned his powers to do his bidding again, intentionally simulating other people with its jerky movements. What felt like one person ripping and cutting at her pants on the left side, was partially mirrored. It was as if her pants and boots were being roughly cut form her flesh, she'd feel the edges of knives rack over her skin, but never suffer a cut as he clothing was shredded and removed form the waist down. And if she fought back hard enough she'd feel another pretend group of strong men grip her wrists and twist and hold her pinned down harder.

Being that he could toss loaded carts filled with a merchants entire stock of wares holding down one kicking possibly screaming girl should be easy. Soon with boots and pants rendered into strips of useless leather would come her bodice. Split in one fluid motion down her spine and then two swift cuts at the shoulders to remove it fully. “Get her up let us see what it was he wanted so bad from this thing” he sneered as he spoke keeping her head turned so she couldn’t see that lack of others easily. Though even though she would feel rough calloused hands on her smooth, likely shivering flesh she was not stood up, she was lifted at the waist only, her buttocks hoisted high into the air with her face still held down to the mud bellow.

With her hips up, and her legs held she was being sexually presented to everyone that must be happily staring at the perfectly curved, hairless assets of the Drow female form. But in truth it was still just him. One hard, cruel slap was issued to her raised cold, likely near hypothermic bottom to leave a wet stinging burning pain where the hand left its red mark. But he didn’t stop. He gripped the meat of her seat roughly as he inspected her body as his leisure. After groping and touching her buttocks the hand moved inward and stroked over her more intimate places “I know exactly what to do with this” he exclaimed as his fingers roamed unhindered and explored more than she would have liked.

After a few grueling, likely humiliating moments of deeper, personal inspection the hand moved form her flesh and tailed up her back and along her spine until he got a good grip of her wet hair at the back of her head. With a fierce, cruel grip she would be lifted by her hair upwards onto her knees, the bodice likely left in the mud leaving her entire body exposed to the chilling rain and his eyes. “You are going to serve us. You are going to do what ever we want, when ever we want. You are going to like it, no love it. Our softest whim will be your truest desire. You shall live and breath as long as it pleases us, and you shall die and bleed if we choose.”

His grip would keep her form seeing him, force her to look away from him as he spoke. “You shall be whatever it is we want, and you will live for our pleasure” the grip on her hair would tighten even more and turn her head swiftly. He would force a kiss to her lips, a rough, cruel kiss as he turned the table and took this Drowess from power and gave to her what her kind had given to so many countless males in the depth of the underdark caverns. As he moved his lips from hers and held her still she would finally see who had pinned her down, who had striped her bare, ad who now held her subservient on her knees before him.

Then the cold metal touched her neck and clicked behind it. The powers of the choker would activate instantly as soon as it sealed, and its clasp fused s it this necklace had never had one. His will and desires would bring her the greatest pleasure, his anger and disapproval would bring her pain and suffering like nothing ever had. “Stand Drisinil” he ordered her as he released her hair. “Come to your Master” he said as he opened his arms for her to embrace him, and once she did he would wrap the warmth of the cloak around her and start to remove the fears and pains she felt with his loving embrace. “Never flee me again Drow” he whispered into her ear before he kissed her cheek.

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PostSubject: Re: Haunted Thought's!   Sat Jul 14, 2012 8:37 pm

She stayed as still and silent as she could beneath him as he spoke, a whimper only escaping her once through her quick shallow breaths.Drisinil shut her eyes tight her claws digging in the rain soaked dirt at her sides as he twisted the blade more a scraping sound filling her ears as the tip carved into bone, forcing a thick stream of warmth to pour from her wound mixing with the small dirty pool she was held in.

Her screams broke the silence as the blade was forced in the other direction; she could feel her flesh tearing as the edges of the wound catch themselves on the blade opening her further.Dris tried to suck in a breath only to fill her lungs with the filthy water instead that had risen now almost completely wrapping itself around her head. Her chest ached; she had to fight her urge to breath. Suddenly she screamed once more sucking in a mouthful of water, her shoulder burned, sharp pains shot through her straight to her spine as the blade was ripped free. The pressure quickly being replaced with the weight of someone’s body pinning her down.

Drisinil knew the male was speaking; she could hear the growl rumbling deep down in his chest but couldn’t understand his words over the pounding of her own heartbeat in her ears. She jerked trying to free herself from him as she felt the cold steel of another or the same blade….she didn’t know. It slid against her hip quickly slicing through her pants until they were nothing but scraps that fell away from her leaving her exposed. “No! “She cried out as she felt the dull side of the blade move slowly along her spine before cutting away the straps of her top as well. The male ignored her, there was nothing she could do as she was pulled up onto her hands and knees, her legs ripped apart and face forced down into the mud again.

Drisinil’s body trembled, her skin so cold it felt almost numb except for the burning sensation that consumed every inch of her now bare body. She whimpered as he slapped her ass leaving nothing but a stinging pain behind and a slight throbbing in the spot his hand had made contact. Quickly as it had left, his hand returned taking a fist full of flesh from the other cheek in its grasp. She whimpered as his fingertips dug into her flesh spreading her.Dris tried to close her legs crying out once more as the grip on her tightened. She felt his other hand slip between her legs, his fingertips exploring every fold before roughly finding their way inside forcing her to tighten around him.

Her body began to relax as he removed his hand, but only for a second as he slowly slid it gently along her spine tangling his fingers in the length of her hair to pull her body back against his. He spoke again; his words were clear as he whispered in her ear. “Serve us.” She repeated that over and over again in her mind not a single word leaving her lips. Was she scared or did she just give up completely? Maybe it was a little bit of both.

Dris shut her eyes as she felt his grip tighten once more quickly forcing her head to the side, tears continued to roll down her cheeks as his mouth covered hers his soft lips moving against her until the thought of what would come next if she didn’t forced her to kiss him back.

As their lips parted he held her there, she could feel the warmth of his breath against her cheek as she took in a deep staggered breath slowly opening her eyes that quickly widened.”L...Lyo, P...please forgive me.”Her eyes filled with tears once more, her lip trembling as she stared into his now cold eyes. She jumped as she felt cool metal slowly moving up her chest until it found its place around her neck she heard a click as it locked before he stood and backed away.

Drisinil brought her fingertips to her throat slowly allowing them to trail along the chain as she took in his words. She stood bringing herself to her feet before him, her legs trembling, her body worn, cold and aching from their encounter.”M…master? “She watched him as he opened his arms to embrace her, her body seeming to react before her mind could even comprehend what he had said completely, she moved in against him closing her eyes as his arms wrapped around her like a blanket some how comforting her. She leaned in unsure of what to say so she said nothing as she rested her head against his chest.


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PostSubject: Re: Haunted Thought's!   Tue Jul 17, 2012 11:45 am

The beast smiled as she did exactly as told and so swiftly flung herself into his arms and under his cloak. He held her and warmed her ebone skin slightly for several minutes as the rain pounded down around them, everywhere but on them. Yet, still they were already wet, and her continued freer bleeding meant she was going to ruin his white silk shirt. Damnit. He sighed and gripped her tightly to him in a warm loving embrace. He was waiting to make certain the collar was controlling her mind correctly and he gave it the needed time for its powers to take hold as they should be fore he was going to do anything else.

As access to her mind became easier and easier for him , it would become nearly impossible for any one else as the magics barred them from her. Yet also it granted Lyo and the beast access to her powers and magics as well. And with a smirk he kissed her cheek like he cared how she felt. He categorized her teaches and trainings. She was a minor cleric, and trained in combat and knives. In torture, torment and cruelty. How fitting the whip holder was now collared. She was going to be his for a long time and eventually he might let her slip some of her self back in around the collar as it pleased him. But for now she was putty in his hands. Claw waiting on the table to be shaped and formed. And that was good enough.

“Be still” he said to her in a command like tone and then suddenly a gut wrenching feeling would over take her as gravity shifted and switched and suffered and changed. A soft popping sound started this evil sensation. She'd feel her feet with nothing under them, only Lyo holding her, he was the only thing in the entire world for that split second. And then it all returned. As if it had never left.




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