Rust gazes around as Sam speaks, This was a really odd place to hold a casual conversation. He listens, letting the Spring talk shop with his fellow artist.
Artsy-fartsy Spring perverts.....
Block Party 2009
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Rust gazes around as Sam speaks, This was a really odd place to hold a casual conversation. He listens, letting the Spring talk shop with his fellow artist.
Artsy-fartsy Spring perverts.....
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Chantay lay still as Victoria moved to get a new cane, panting softly as the fiery pain across her back subsided. Too preoccupied to even think of looking up, she did not notice her Mistress returning with the second cane. Its sharper sting caught her by surprise, earning a sharp cry of pain as the caning began anew. And with this cane her cries were louder, movements more pronounced. The pain rising along with the pleasure and anticipation.
And then her Mistress told her that she'd been good, that she had earned a reward, "Th-thank you Mistress." The words trailed off into a soft moan as her Mistress began to caress her, a moan that increased in volume as the caresses moved. And then she felt her Mistress settling atop her, leather and skin pressed against her bare flesh. And she instinctively arched her body to press back into her Mistress. And then her body went rigid with surprise as she glimpsed the fangs out of the corner of her eyes. The shock and implications ringing clear. "Wh-what are you doing!"
Lucky Girl
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You've gotta be shitting me! What does this girl got eyes in the back of her head or what?! Fuck! She thought to herself.
Trusting in the leather shackles and chains along with the woman's vulnerable position to keep her from being a threat, Victoria spoke softly as she closed her mouth around the woman's neck, "Shhhh, It's ok pet." Her lips pressed against Chantay's neck as her fangs sunk in she began to feed.
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Chantay was about to protest, about to say something. But then the fangs pierced her skin and a wave of pure, indescribable bliss washed over her. Protests died in her throat as she went limp, lost to the incredible sensation. Mistress hadn't been trying to hurt her. Mistress was...oh god...whatever thoughts she'd been thinking were soon lost in the blissful haze. And it was all Chantay could do to moan all the more as Victoria continued to feed.
Shh...just relax...
Question for DD
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Victoria mentally chuckled with satisfaction as the kiss did its work on Chantay just moments before the feeding began. Then suddenly her eyes shot wide open with surprise as the first taste of the woman's vitae flooded into her mouth. The thick crimson river rapidly flowed down her throat and it was purely orgasmic. Victoria had never tasted blood so wild, it was literally bursting with vitality and life. She felt her wasp rise closer to the surface as the shackles holding it in place slackened. She fought with it but found the wasp much stronger than usual and with difficulty finally beat it back.
Her shock wearing off she eyelids relaxed and settled into a lazy bliss-filled half open position. However, somewhere in the back of her mind a small voice screamed a warning that this was not familiar vitae, it was not mortal or vampire, but with her head swimming Victoria didn't care. Then she realised that she was already full much sooner than she should be. She had only taken a little bit of blood but it had filled her completely and the beast demanded that she continue to gorge herself on the delectible nectar, to take it all. She pulled away instead and licked the wounds closed.
Her head still foggy from the unexpectely potent vitae Victoria reached for the woman's bindings and undid them while trusting in the kiss to take care of any difficulties. Her rational thought replaced with carnal desire. She had to have this woman.
Victoria pulled 3 blood from Chantay. Should amount to 7 vitae for Victoria at 2.5 vitae a unit.
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Responses to the Kiss can be fairly individualized and depend a lot on situation. The situation wasn't really combat and Chantay was clearly open to seduction, so since she didn't successfully resist the Kiss, if you are okay with it I think the most likely result is that she is just going to feel a sense of bliss, and afterward remember an incredible experience... though not remembering many specifics. She might occasionally get a sense of discomfort with the memories, and perhaps even remember Victoria's attention as having predatory elements, but she'll probably rationalize the discomfort as her still sorting through her experimenting with something new and hot, and see the predatory stuff as a reflection of Victoria's Dominance, regarding her as powerful and strong - and possibly as an additional turn-on factor. After all, werewolves are pretty used to responding to power dynamics, and to regarding dominant figures as superior predators.
"Painting and pencil work, primarily." Arthur looks to Sam. "Never been one for tattoos myself; not a fan of needles."
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Bliss, passion, pure and uninhibited...it dominated Chantay's perceptions, her world. She was dimly aware of Mistress's exquisite body pressed against her back. But it was the bliss, and rapture that permeated her world at the moment. And losing herself to it was the greatest pleasure that Chantay had ever known.
Chantay laid still as Victoria's fangs withdrew, her mind still in its blissful haze. Indeed, the only responses elicited as Victoria frees Chantays limbs are a few moans that punctuate the heavy panting.
But after she's freed the young woman begins to stir. Mistress wanted her. She could tell, she could feel it. The young Elodoth managed to roll weakly onto her side, body not quite fully recovered from the dizzying heights of passion it had experienced. Slender fingers rose weakly to fumble with the clasps of Mistress's corset, though they lack the coordination to accomplish their task. Even so, Victoria can see at a glance the lust, desire, and need clouding her pet's gaze. She wants, needs, her Mistress just as much as her Mistress does her. Probably more so. The effects of the Kiss have obviously not yet worn off. And in combination with what Chantay had previously been feeling, it was obvious to Victoria that her pet would be putty in her hands.
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No matter how many times she subjected others to the kiss it never ceased to amaze and thrill her at the power she held. She could reduce Kine to a quivering mass of bliss and make them beg for more, all without any effort. Victoria was very pleased with her pet, and the fact that she could hardly move at this point rammed home the fact that she did better job stimulating the woman than she thought.
Her own head still slightly muddled Victoria helped her pet removed the corset, then the panties, and soon she joined her pet in their unencumbered freedom. She gently pushing the woman down onto her back, Victorias nude form straddled Chantay in a female superior position and she rubbed herself against the womans raised leg while placing her own leg between Chantays. Victoria leaned forward and passionately kissed the woman on the lips. Tonight was going to be an even better night than she thought.
Chantay and Victoria fade to black
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"I've worked with Hennah before. It stains the surface of the skin, so it eventually fades, but there are no needles involved. If you are interested, I would like to see some of your artwork sometime."
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