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Shadow Games: for Silvermyst & Friend

He looked down as Elie started to rub her tits up and down his hard shaft. Letting out a sigh as her tongue began to lick and caress his cock, Masaki placed his hands on her shoulders and spread his legs further apart so she'd have more to work with and to steady himself. He let her continue on for a time, his cock throbbing as he neared his release. With a grunt and a sigh, that release came, spraying a load of white cum onto Elie's chest.

"That was good. Now, why don't you lick up my seed? After you do, you can get dressed and make dinner. Like I said, you can play with your games afterwords. I'm going to be looking over my next target and will need to focus, so you won't have to worry about pleasing me for a while." He said, the back of his hand lightly stroking her face.
 
Elie closed her eyes as he cam. She licked up all of his seed, using her hand where was needed as he told her too. She looked up at him as he stroked her face. "Okay. What would you like to eat?" She asked as she got up and began to look through her things. She pulled on a white and black sundress with bra and panties on under it. She moved to the kitchen and started to make what he suggested.

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"Hm, why don't you surprise me? See what you can make with what there. If there's anything you want to eat, make me a list and I'll pick it up next time." Masaki replied as he pulled his pants back up and walked over to the couch. Setting down the back pack he wore, his hands soon were pulling out envelopes and laying out pictures and notes on the table. "When its done, come over here and play anything you want. I'm going to be busy for a while. Later, we can have some more fun. I even picked up a few toys for you to practice on." He added as his eyes started to study the photos.
 
Elie blinked at his words, "Toys..." She mumbled to herself as she made a really cheesy mac and cheese cassorle with green beans and creamy corn. She served him a plate, but at the table by herself. Once she was done, she did the dishes and cleaned the kitchen. She moved to sit at the other end of the couch and pulled out her itouch. She began to play games on it.
 
(that makes me hungry now)

Masaki didn't say anything in response to Elie as she came over and sat down on the couch. His mind was focused on studying this new target, which was laid out before him. Casually, he did eat the meal that she put out for him, and seemed to enjoy it as well. But from the look in Masaki's eyes, he was totally in a zone. The sound of pages turned back and forth, of papers falling down and being picked back up, and of slow breathing filled his side of the room. It was nearly six hours before Masaki put everything into a pile and tucked it all away.

Stretching out his arms a little, his gaze turned to look at her. "Alright, I can't look at another picture for the night. It's time for some fun." Masaki said as he stood up from the couch. "Take a look in the bag to see what toys I mentioned." He added as he walked over to Elie, pass her the bag to look in.
 
Elie would glance at him every now and then as he worked. She was silent and had her game on silent. When he was done eating she took his plate and put it away. She kept his drink filled for him. She had fallen asleep on the couch next to him. Her itouch falling from her hand. She didn't hear him as he spoke.
 
When Elie didn't respond or take the bag, Masaki looked down at her. Seeing that she was sleeping, he smiled a little before crouching down. His hand slowly moved up along her bare leg, feeling her skin under his fingers. That hand inched towards her dress, slipping up underneath it towards her panties. His fingers began to tease the edge of cloth covering her sex for a minute, but eventually slid under them to caress the folds of her pussy, trying to get her wet and wake her up without saying another word.
 
Elie groaned as she felt his hand on her. She shifted and squirmed a bit. She was getting wet under his touch. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. "Oh. I um... I am sorry." She sat up and looked away from him.
 
"Well, it's good that your awake now. And I'm happy to see that my touch is pleasing to your body." He said as his hand pulled away from her sex as she sat up. Bringing his hand to his lips, Masaki licked away the light traces of her juices from his fingers before his hand then reached into the bag and pulled out a long vibrator. "I'm in the mood for a show, and you're going to the the star." He said, passing the toy to Elie. "I don't think I need to tell you what that's for, now do I? Take off your clothes and show me just how wet you can make yourself. After you cum, I'll bring you off a second time with my cock." He added as he returned to the couch and motioned for Elie to set started in front of him on the floor.
 
Elie nodded as she got up. She stripped and moved to the bed. She spread her legs, turned the device on and began to rub it against her pussy. "Oh.." She moaned softly. She rubbed her clit with it and then moved it down, back up, down, then back up before slipping it into her pussy. She moaned softly as it got her wet.
 
Masaki turned around to watch as Elie slowly began to tease her pussy, smiling as the noticed that she had started to obey his commands without any hesitation. He watched as the fake cock slowly slid inside her wet mound, her hand driving it onward to her release. He said nothing to her, merely watching and waiting for her to cum at least once before he had his turn. "Make sure to lick it clean after your done." He said at one point as Elie really started to get into it.
 
Elie nodded as she coninued to work herself to an orgasm. She cried out as she began to cum. She panted softly and then pulled the dildo out and licked it clean. Elie didn't talk, or do anything. Her whole persona was different. It was like she was dead inside.
 
He watched as Elie obeyed his every command now without batting an eye, her own eyes clearly showing him that she had snapped and now just accepted anything he told her to do. As she finished cleaning off the fake cock, Masaki spoke to her again. "Good, now come here slave. You can take my cock in your mouth for a bit. You will not use your hands, only your lips and tongue. Your hands will be busy touching your body, keeping your pussy wet and your nipples hard." He said as he slowly pulled out his hard long shaft from his pants, his hand jerking his rod a bit while he waited for Elie to comply.
 
Elie came over and did as he commanded. Her skin was noticeably paler and her spirit bleak. The firey girl that caught his interest was gone and now she was slowly dying. He would not have noticed that she had barly ate her dinner.
 
Masaki could tell that Elie's spirit was nearly gone from the look in her eyes, but the change in her skin tone worried him. He wondered it he needed to get her some medicine later, or perhaps she needed some fresh air. Still, for the time being, he would continue to have some fun with her body. He said nothing to her for a long time, merely letting Elie suck on him and finger her wet hole. Finally, his hand came and rested on top of her head. "That's enough slave. I'm hard, wet and ready to explode. Stand up and slid yourself down onto me. You're going to fuck yourself this time, right here on this couch." He said as his hand lightly caressed the side of her face.
 
Elie got up and climb up onto him. Her eyes never making eye contact with him. She lowered herself on him and moaned in pleasure, softly. It was not even a reaction from how it felt. It was automatic cause she knew he liked it. She began to ride him.
 
Masaki's hands rested on her hips lightly, letting Elie do all the work this time. "I think I'll let you have the pleasure of my mouth starting tomorrow. And if you keep being a good girl, I may even let you go outside and get some fresh air. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He asked as Elie slowing moved up and down on his cock, her tight sex squeezing him just the way he liked. It took a long time, but eventually Masaki came hard inside her sex, his hips moving to pump every last drop into her once he had.

"That's a good girl. Now, I'm sure you must want some rest, but you need to get cleaned up first. Wash down your body but keep the doors open. And bring yourself off again while you're at it; your body loves this kind of feeling." He said as he gave her ass a playful slap with his hand.

(If you want to have any other ninja's attack at any time, be my guest.)
 
(I am powering the attackers on her? I thought I was doing the ones when he is out of the house killing.)

Elie got and walked away. She didn't even jump as he smacked her ass. She walks to the shower and gets in. She washes off and then gets out. She dries off and dresses in a night gown before getting into his bed. She curled into a ball and fell asleep.
 
(You can do those ones as well. I just thought it might be interesting for him to come home and find her being held hostage by them)

Masaki listened as she cleaned herself down, and watched as she got dressed and then curled up in his bed. When her breathing started to slow and he was sure Elie was asleep, he got up off the couch and started to practice his ninja arts, knowing that he'd have to keep in shape and stay sharp. It was a good four hours until he was finished his trained regime, and after that he went and grabbed a shower to wash away the sweat from his body. Once he was clean, Masaki moved to the bed and slept beside Elie, his arms wrapping around her body.

He woke up before he and quickly got dressed, including his gear for the job. A quick note was left for Elie to read, telling her that he'd be gone for most of the day and that she'd be on her own to do as she pleased. With that taken care of, Masaki quickly made his way to his target: a nightclub at the other end of the city.
 
(( KK ))

Elie woke and looked around. She noticed that Masaki was gone. She got up, remaining in the red night gown. She ran his note and nodded. She got some breakfast, but only ate two bites. She moved to seat on the couch and watched TV, when she was grabbed from behind. She screamed out as she was grabbed. She could tell, right away, it was not Masaki. She struggled as a deep voice spoke in her ear. "Well, you are a rather beautiful surprise. Here I was ready to kill my enemy and I find a wonder smelling girl." She lifted her up and moved to the couch. He tied her up, tightly and sat down, putting her in his lap. Elie couldn't help but cry as he ran his knife all over her. He would make her bleed in various places, including her arms, legs, and one on her left cheek.
 
The nightclub was deserted when Masaki arrived, informing him right off the bat that something was up. Slowly he made his way threw the dark shadows, making not a sound as he crossed overhanging beams which peered down on the club floor. A pile of men gathered around, carrying a massive amount of fire power in their hands and stuffed in their pants. 'This is the worst set up I've ever seen. Someone sends boys to kill a creature of the night.' He thought to himself as his sword drew from his back, the blade refraining from catching any light until it was time.

Despite the screams that followed, not cop cars arrived until the next morning; by which time Masaki was long gone. He left the scene looking like something from an imported Japanese movie: bullet holes covered the walls and ceiling, their casing littered the ground in a wild mess. Bloody misshapen limbs. some still holding their weapons, were cast about, making any investigators job his worst nightmare. Outside burned the remains of one man who had been covered in the bars supply of booze, his fat body now nothing more than a black skeleton. After grabbing anything of value, and making sure that his mark was among the dead, Masaki left in the shadows, putting the grizzly work behind him.

He didn't even need to see that Elie was in danger when he returned to his home; his highly trained senses informing him that his own place was no longer safe. Rather than entering without knowing what was wrong, he brought his blade up and sliced off the lock on the outside of the storage container. The thick metal lock fell to the ground with a thud, the metal doors soon opening and spilling in the pale light from outside. "You've come for me, not the girl. Come out and fight in the open sky. Who ever dies tonight should at least have the chance to see the sky one last time." He called out into the shipping container, not wanting to step foot inside in case traps had been laid.
 
"She is too gorgeous to leave alone." The man stepped outside, Elie in his arms. She was bleeding heavy now. Her clothes were torn and bloody. She looked even more pale than before. She looked like she was fading, but the man was keeping her from completely fading. "I love watching a woman bleed." He dropped Elie on the floor at his side. "Looks like I get something to play with once I kill you. So, are you ready?" His eyes on Masaki as his foot kicked Elie in the gut causing her to cry out in pain. More tears steamed down her face. Elie glanced over at Masaki, pain and fear in her eyes. He would see a slight glimmer of happiness at his return. It faded as Yao kicked her again, harder, causing blood to drip down from the side of her bruised lips. Yao had been making out with her and roughly. Elie closed her eyes and laid her head on the cold ground, her body still bound. Yao jumped at Masaki and the battle began.
 
Masaki could feel his opponent come towards him without needing to see the man; which was going to be necessary seeing as he was facing one of his own kind. Three small metal stars flew from his hand, aimed right at Yao body; Masaki knew that this man would easily dodge his minor attack, but doing so would throw him off his mark for a hit.

A diving roll later, and Masaki was by Elie's side. His eyes looked over her wounds, noting how much blood she had lost. While he did keep supplies for when people got in a lucky hit, even he knew that he might not be able to save her life. A small knife flashed in the low evening nights, cutting away the bindings that wrapped around her body. Masaki said nothing to her, knowing that words would be meaningless right now. The blade on his back found it's way into his hand, his mind forgetting how it got there.

"Is this the only way you can get a woman to spend a night with you? Are you so ugly from your training and missions that everyone hides in fear? If so, then I don't really have much to worry about from you." He said, trying to bait his enemy into making a mistake in his next attack.
 
Elie looked up at Masaki as she felt him cut away her bindings. She slowly sat up, groaning softly. "Thanks." She murmured softly to Masaki, only he would hear. She put a hand over her more serious wounds. The minor ones were drying as the bleeding slowed. She remained behind Masaki, letting him do what he must.

Yao smirked, "No. She was just so beautiful, I couldn't resist. She has the most wonderful scent. If you took much longer you might have walked in on me fucking her. I also know you do not much time before you lose your playmate. I came to kill you, yes, but now... Things have changed. You will be fun to play with Masaki. We will meet again. I know I will have her in my arms again if you manage to save her." He vanished as Elie hit the ground, passing out.
 
Masaki watched as Yao vanished from sight, his mind already telling him that this opponent would be a serious problem for him later on. Discarding the thought for the time being, he turned his attention back towards Elie as she lay bleeding on the ground. Swiftly, he tore into his makeshift home, either deflecting, dodging or sidestepping every trap that Yao had set up for him. Masaki's target was his healing medicines, and even though he knew where they were, it still took him a long time to find them. Briefly, he wondered if Yao hadn't moved things around just to spite him.

Back outside, Masaki started to dress Elie's wound before forcing her to take a drug to dull the pain. He knew that in her present state, she'd be out for a long time, no matter what happened. He also knew that his place would only be safe for another day, and then they would have to travel. For the time being, he gently picked her up and carried Elie back inside the storage container, setting her down on the bed while he stood watch at the door.
 
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