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Dark Ties

FoxWriter

FoxWriter

Cluster
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Jan 20, 2011
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in the realm of lust and seduction
it was a calm, cool night, the full moon high over the city and clouds fluttered over the black starlit sky. it was late, very late but the city was still full of people rushing this way and that, ignoring the crimes happening in the alleyways, uncaring of the muggings, the rape, the thugs, drugs deals or even murders happening right out their front doors, it was a Vampires haven, no one looked twice at a man with a woman pinned to the back of a wall, teeth buried in her neck. in fact they might not even notice. that was one of the reasons that Lex loved the city so much, he could do as he pleased and no one would stop him...not that anyone could.

Lex was actually Alexander Ravenwood, but He found his name pompous and hated using it, and he refused to be known as Alex. to him the name sounded childish and refused to bear the same name as a thirteen year old punk. so he went by Lex, a much firmer name, a darker name, it suited him well, better than the other two anyway, not that anyone cared about something like that. Lex looked about as dark as his name implied, with thick black hair that was tripped to be no more than a finger length, he hated having his hair pulled, and was determined not to give his victims the chance to tug on his dark hair. his eyes where normally a very light brown, almost an oak color, like the tables, but tonight they where a bright Ruby, glowing dangerously in the night. he was well muscled, and he was wearing a pair of black leather pants and a wife beater, making him look handsome, and dangerous.

no one saw him, no one ever looked up, and he was up, high above the world, almost three hundred feet up on a skyscraper, his ruby eyes fixed on one particular person, a person who he had been watching for little over a week now, learning the way her body moved, the way she talked, the way she smelled. he always stalked hi victims first, it made everything so much more...erotic, watching them in their homes, on their dates, in their workplaces, watching them in their most intimate moments when they had no idea that you where even there just had a perfect taste to it.

he smirked, watching her move through a dark, unpopulated stretch if street, and jumped flying through the air, landing on he sidewalk right next to her, giving her no warning at all...and more importantly giving her no chance to scream as he sprayed her in the face with a mix of Chloroform and a special inhalant that would make her sensitive to touch, pressing her back into a dark alley, a soft hiss falling from his lips as he took a deep inhale of her scent, well aware that she would be drowsy and sensitive, and too shocked to scream. for now.
 
Most of the time it was the only way to get home. Ever since their town had been over populated by vampires. No one dared to try and kill them, those who tried never came back. Never were heard from again. So they had made changes for the killers, most of the street lamps and stopped working. No one stopped a vampire when he was in action. That's why Katana hurried through the dark street. Trying to make it home safely, where no one or nothing could harm her.

But little did she know one had been stalking her for the past week. Knew here movements, how she came home. When she came home. Katana was just a small town photographer, that was all. No vampire had ever targeted her before, which made her less worried. Starting to think none of them wanted her. Her pale green eyes darted around her, trying to keep an eye out for any unwanted guests.

Without warning, one arrived. Right beside her and sprayed her with chlorafoam. Something else was mixed into it, and almost instantly she could feel the effects. A few moments later she was pushed against the wall, the hissing of the man who held her evident. Katana's shoulder length black hair was wrapped around her, engulfing her. Being shirt for the age of twenty-one, around 5'4 the man towered over her.

Knowing that it wasn't a man, she started to feel her self dripping out of awareness. Moving into a state of unconsciousness. It was all going to be over soon, she could feel it. Her body and voice was
frozen in fear, then she slipped downwards. Becoming fully unconscious.
 
he chuckled as she fell limp in his arms, running his nose over the pale flesh of his neck he smirked, pulling the rope out of his pants and binding her hands together tightly, making certain that she couldn't use them to fight back in any way, not that he needed a rope to do that but he enjoyed seeing the terror in a humans face when they realized that they where bound and helpless. he knew she would be awake within a matter of minutes, the chloroform solution had been very watered down to ensure a swift, and moderately headache less recovery. after all, he enjoyed taking his victims where he caught them, enjoyed raping them in the middle of the street for everyone to see.

he chuckled softly watching her start to stir, his hand settling on her inner thigh, touching and stroking as she slowly came to, slipping a hand up her shirt he felt along the smoothness of her belly, gently running his fingers up to the bra, feeling, touching, waiting for her to recover enough to struggle. he liked the struggle. he removed his hand from her shirt once he had gotten a good squeeze of her breast and slowly began to undue her pants, flicking the button open effortlessly and dragging them off her hips, leaving her feet tangled in the fabric so that she couldn't kick, dragging his tongue along the smooth silky inner thigh that was ever so sensitive thanks tot he added drug he had sprayed in her face.

"welcome back." he purred smirking a little to himself. "i was beginning to think your where going to sleep through it all." he teased, his voice rich, dark, commanding....dangerous, had she been willing it might even have been considered sexy. "your such a pretty thing." he teased smirking darkly as he ran his tongue along her neck, fangs grazing her neck. "and so...alone, no family to visit, no freinds to play with, no lovers to...sate you." he whispered his fingers gliding along the slit, in which he would soon be taking for himself. "but your mine now, all mine and i wont let you go until i tire of you." he promised smirking darkly. "i will make your body mine again and again, and you won't be able to do a thing about it."
 
When she started to stir, she could feel hands running along her body. Touching and grasping. It wad all heightend. Every touch, every lick. It sent shivers down her spine, but then she started to wake fully. The struggle would begin. Katana looked down, seeing her pants down around her ankles. Not fully off, to stop her from kicking she assumed. When she brought her hands up to her eyes to rub them, she felt the rope tightly bound around them.

This is when she started to struggle. Writhing in the vampires hands as he began to talk. Talking about how she had no family, no friends, no lover. It was all true, and if she denied it he would know. "How do you know that about me!" She tried kicking, but it failed. The pants holding her legs down far enough not to kick. Smart move on his part.

Her eyes closed as she felt his hand rub along her slit, the sensation driving her crazy. It made her want to moan in pleasure, but at the same time she was scared to death. He wasn't going to let her go. He was going to use her body, over and over again.
The first time would be right around the corner. "No.... I'll escape.. I won't stay with you. You can't make me." His voice, strong and dominant. Sexy, scary. All at the same time.
 
the vampire laughed when she started to struggle, laying a knee on her pats so that she couldn't kick at all, hissing with delight as he pressed down on her chest, using her breasts as hand holds, massaging them gently. "i know everything about you, Aesthetically of course." he teased smirking viciously. "i've been watching you." he admitted, with a seductive half whisper, that was totally inappropriate for the things that he was saying. "every night when you walk home from work, undressing in your bedroom, fingering yourself at night, moaning soft things as you try so desperately to get off,." he snickered and kissed along her neck, nipping the flesh. "you back arching so sweetly off your bed when you finally cross that line."

he snickered, lifting her shirt up, yanking her bra down, his fingers returning to her soft, pantie covered folds, running his finger up and down the lips, his fingers gently flicking the clit, forcing her to enjoy it, he loved it when they enjoyed it. his tongue slid over a nipple, teasing the hard little nubs with strokes and nudges and small, tiny nibbles with the flat of his teeth, being surprisingly gentle with her. that wouldn't last long if she continued to struggle however, the harder she struggled, the rougher he would get. "your mine." he hissed, smirking darkly. "there is no escape from me." he laughed and slowly began to pull her pantie's down as well, crimson orbs looking u the meet hers, watching her face for reactions.

then he started touching her again, tongue stroking the nipples as his fingers stroked and teased her moist flesh, running his fingers along the inside of her nether lips, tracing the entrance that he would soon be claiming, his thumb pressing on her clit, rubbing, teasing. "i don't know everything about you of course." he commented, smirking a little. "i don't know what gets you off." he licked along her neck. "i don't know, what you do and don't like, allergies you might have." he smirked viciously, his middle finger slipping into her up to the second knuckle and stopping. "i don't know if your a virgin or not."
 
It was wrong for her to be attracted to the dark voice. But it intranced her, made her want more of it. His words weren't lies, she tried so hard to get her self off at night and when she finally did her back did indeed ache. Just like he said it did. It was trying to do it now, but she was forcing herself not to succumb to his will. Her breasts were now in his hands, the way hr massaged and teased them.

Before long, he was rubbing along het slit again. The fabric and sensitivness adding to the rubbing drove her to the point of a moan escaping her lips. Biting her bottom lip as she felt his hand rip at her bra. Pulling it away, she felt the night air hit agaisnt her exposed breasts. Gasping as his tongue ran over the nipple, his thumb pushing and teasing her clit.

It wasn't long before he slipped a finger inside her. His last words causing her to struggle again. She was a virgin, no one had ever wanted her until now. Having his finger inside disgusted her, made er writher. Her hands trying to pushing him away from her. All the while some part of her enjoyed it. Enjoyed the feeling of being helpess. That's what turned her on.
Thinking about it made her wetter. Clearly showing. "Its none of your buisness if I'm a virgin or what turns me on...."
 
he laughed darkly at her reactions to him, he could smell her arousal, and her fear as he touched her, as he raped her. "mm your enjoying this, i can tell." he whispered, smirking viciously. "is this hot to you? do you like being pinned down by a stranger, helpless to stop him as he does whatever he pleases to you?" he taunted, a dark little smirk on his lips. "your so tight in here." he hissed, licking his lips as he bent down, slipping the finger out. "you must be a virgin after all, well don't worry, i'll take care of that." he promised, laughing again.

then, without warning his tongue was pressing against her hole, lapping up her juices as he toyed with the woman's clit, stroking the flesh as he took her as he pleased, his tongue not yet piercing her, but rather focusing on everything else around her tight virgin entrance, licking the lips and the clit liberally before suddenly slipping it in as deep inside of her as he could get, sucking on her as his tongue wiggled deep inside of her, his hands holding her hips tightly so she couldn't struggle. "mm how delicious you are." he growled, smirking a little. "and how your cunt seams to love my tongue, you just keep getting more and more wet."

he laughed again , pressing his tongue all over, deep inside of her, he could tell, she was definitely a virgin, someone who had been around enough women like he had could tell the different, it wasn't really as hard as people thought. he liked to rape all kinds of people, but he liked virgins the most, they protested harder, but enjoyed the strange sensations he forced upon them more, they felt more shame, and they where more likely to form an emotional bond with him. they couldn't help it, no one could, that's why he loved it so much.
 
"Stop.... stop...." She wanted him to stop, but the other was wanting him to push more into her. Shaking softly, she closed her eyes. He of course knew she was a virgin. Thinking back to all the woman he had probably killed.... raped... Tear's were flowing down her cheeks at this point. He was going to rape her, and enjoy it. Katana would become his, for eternity it seemed like. He was toying with her, having his fun.

Watching her writhe, struggle. It all pleased him. Maybe if she just gave in.... But the more he played with her clit, the more he touched her. His tongue was moving all around her entrance. Teasing her, his hands on her hips to keep her from fighting him off. He all had it planned. Every move he was making. The more he touched, the wetter she become. Until finally he plunged his tongue deep inside of her.

Sucking as he explored her insides, Katana gasped. Letting out a slight moan. She had never experienced before. The pleasure's and pain put together. "Your.... your going to kill me arent you....?" She groaned, protesting against him. Trying to get him to move away from her, out of her.
 
he was very pleased with all of the motions that she was making, hissing with delight as she moaned, smirking as hi thrust his tongue deeper into her, holding her still as he did as he pleased, panting softly his free hand stroking the clit, before reaching up and massaging a breast, tweaking the nipples, snickering softly. "am i going to kill you?" he asked, his eyes narrowed almost playfully. "yes." which was a lie. what good would she be to him dead after all? but she didn't know that, and he loved the taste of terror in their blood when he fed, he loved tasting their utter and complete horror as they realized, that his giving them pleasure during sex, was simply so they could have one last bit of pleasure before they died.

and then they of course, got pissed when they woke up alone in a dark alley or chained to his bed, but that was part of the fun as well. he chuckled as he finally released her cunt from his tongue and slid his middle finger deep inside of her, to the third knuckle, piercing deep inside of her and wiggling it, feeling her inner most flesh that had been untouched by man of any kind, panting softly against her belly. "just lay back, enjoy it, feel the pleasures of a man before your death."
 
Her worst fears were now running through her body. He was going to kill her, when he finished with her. Whimpering, she groaned deeply. His hand tweaking her breast and nipple. The other sending pleasures through her body by her clit. Her voice had far left her body, as soon as he said he was going to kill her.

Jade whimpered again as he pulled his tongue from her. Then, his finger slipped inside of her. All the way to the third knuckle. For the first time, she listened to him. Leaning back against the ground. Knowing that she was going to die, she misewell enjoy the pleasure's.

"You... You do this to please woman before you kill them don't you...? To give them one last pleaure or in my case the first pleasure?" She muttered between breaths and soft moans.
 
he smirked a little as he felt the fear washing through her body, oh god did it smell wonderful, the acrid stench that so many found displeasing was like the sweetest nectar to him. "it is the way of the world is it not? one to kill another, for blood, for meat. you eat the cattle, and i eat you." he smirked a little. "simply because i need to feed on humans, does not mean that i have to make your death a misery." he was laughing inside, they always fell for it, always. "just relax." he whispered softly, moving his finger in and out, slipping a second inside, panting softly in her ear. "i will make you feel wonderful, and then it will simply as if you where going to sleep. there will be no pain."
 
She couldnt help but let the fear run through her body. Anyone would. It was like he wanted it too, to get her adrenaline up and then make the kill. Her heart was racing faster then it had before, her body calm and relaxed against his touch. She was enjoying it, and she shouldnt. The immense pleasure and pain mixed together would be enough to drive anyone crazy.

Jade already felt wonderful, but the more he pushed his fingers inside of her the more she felt it. Wanting him to bite her, to have her blood. To taste the fear and sweetness of the blood. Wanting it more then she had in the beginning.
 
he smirked as he stroked her inside, panting softly as he deemed her wet and relaxed enough, carefully pulling down his pants and stroking his length against her cunt, panting softly. "ready?" he asked smirking a little to himself, nudging his head against her entrance, she was so 'willing' and still underneath him. she wanted to feel him, maybe she even wanted death, who knew, she would get fucked, he would drink from her, and she would wake up chained to his bed with a headache and a pissed attitude.

he didn't wait for her to answer, he just slid home in one, quick thrust, well aware that taking a virgin was painful, for them anyway, and that it was best to just do it all at once. he groaned at her tight, wet walls encasing him. "oh gods you feel good." he whispered softly. "let me know when the pain eases." he murmured, stroking her clit, massaging her breasts, kissing her neck and cheeks, feigning gentle attention and almost loving touches. technically it was a reward for being such a good girl, laying still and letting him do as he pleased. when he got her to his house, he would not be so kind and caring.
 
She was a good girl being still and all. Maybe it was just because she was ready for him to kill her. Ready to end the pain. When he unzipped her pants, she whimpered. Wanting him inside her, she groaned deeply. The way he teased her entrance before sliding it in. She screamed softly, the pain hurting her more then anything had before.

The pain felt like it was tearing her insides apart. Nodding to his words, a few moments later she spoke softly. "Its gone... But still there.... Slightly." His kisses were trailing her neck, his hand massasging her breast. The other working her clit.
 
he smiled, pleased when she screamed, fuck it felt good to hear them scream, his cock throbbed inside her and he panted softly, holding himself still inside of her as he lavished tender affection upon her frail human body, slowly beginning to move when she gave the okay, moving his thickness in and out, making sure it dragged against all the most sensitive parts, after centuries of practicing rape and force, Lex was very good at finding all of the places hidden inside, that would drive a woman wild...being able to smell the spikes in her lust and arousal, and feel her body's changing temperature, heartbeat, and reactions didn't hurt either. "that's it." he murmured softly in her ear, thrusting lightly into her. "aah, your so very nice." he murmured, moving the hair away from her neck, laying small kisses along the vein, and then the pulse, waiting for that adrenaline spike as she realized he was going to bite her mid fucking. the time had come for her to die.
 
Groaning deeper, the more he pushed inside the more she felt. Screaming as he hit the places that drived her crazy. Then, his hand brushed her hair away from her neck. Lavishing her neck with kisses, then he stopped at her pulse. When she realized he was about to bite her, her heartbeat started to beat faster. Causing the blood to boil, her pulse hitting against his lips. "Please.... Get it over with..." She was tired of him teasing her.

"Kill me..." She whispered against him as she turned her neck. "isn't thst what you want? To kill me? Hear me scream?" Her voice muttered between breaths.
 
he chuckled softly thrusting into her, panting softly as she spoke, his lips brushing against her skin as he responded. "do you want to scream?" he asked smirking a little running his fangs along her neck, dragging the ivory needles along her neck before driving them into her, piercing her flesh and sucking, sucking hard, filling his mouth with her ever sweet blood, the pain nothing more than being given a shot, a sharp pain, a small burn, and then a traveling numbness that went around her neck so that it wouldn't hurt as he pulled the blood from her, still pounding into her as he continued to molest her body, take it, own it, sucking down her blood until the blood loss made her body even more sensitive, pausing to catch his breath, well aware that her vision would be swimming, her body would be so sensitive, her fear would either become so intense it would stain even the ground with it's pungent odor, or she would simply feel relief and embrace this last moment of pleasure before she died.
 
She screamed when he bit into her, the pleasure being immense. The pain went away, brought back by numbness, the pain and fear subsided. Her body feeling limp and sensitive, Her vision was becoming blury, the way it was when you first woke up. Embracing her las moments, last moments of pleasure and life all together. This was it, her body become limper and she soon closed her eyes. Unconcisus but not dead, what she thought she was.
 
when she woke she was naked, but clean, her hair still damn from the cleaning that she had gotten. she was laying on a very soft bed, four poster with heavy curtains all around her, blocking out the sun, if there was any sun. her head was resting on a pillow that was covered in the softest Egyptian cotton pillow case she could ever have touched, the sheets being the same, soft and smooth and entirely too pleasant. the smell of warm food was wafting about the room, no doubt arousing her hunger. it was as if she was having a dream, but the gentle ache of her lost virginity, and the soreness in her neck was there to assure her that it was no dream.

even worse, everytime she shifted, the clink of metal filled the air, a tight cuff wrapped around her ankle, soft, made out of leather and locked in place with a silver claps and lock, she had been chained to the bed...but she wasn't dead, and the meal sitting on the bedside table was fit for a king. a waffle the size of a dinner plate with two types of syrup resting in small pitchers, a bowl of butter and a sifter of powdered sugar to put on her waffle. there was even whipped cream. a bowl of mixed fruit sat next to the waffle, everything imaginable, strawberries, banana's, grapes, mangoes, peaches, kiwi, everything imaginable. laying on the top of the tray was a single red rose so dark it looked stained with blood. a romantic gesture, or a warning of the pain to come?
 
When she started to wake, she could smell the foods aroma around her. It was heaven, not real life still it had to be. He had killed her, didn't he? When she made to move and sit up, she heard the clinking of metal. Shaking her head, her eyes now wide open. They trailed to her ankle. Seeing the leather around it, locked into place.

"No... No... This isn't happening..." Her mind raced, her body sore from the loss of virginity. Moving her neck around, she felt of it with her hand. Gasping and pulling her hand away. It was sore, sensitive. She was still alive. She wouldn't be feeling pain or chaine to a bed if she was dead.

Her eyes drifted to the curtain drawn around her. She could barely see through it, her eyes landing on a table filled with fruits, waffles and a single blood stained rose. Her blood? Perhaps. Moving to the edge of the bed, she drew the curtain back. Her hands rubbing the soft fabric of the sheets. Until finally she stood up, trying to test the length of the chain.
 
the chain was fairly long, it would allow her to move anywhere within the room, though she wouldn't be able to try to climb out the window, nor go out the bedroom door. on the side closest to the bed there was a bathroom, full of feminine products, all of them unopened and unused, from a hairbrush and a hair dryer, to safety razors. just in case she tried to kill herself. a large claw foot bath was in there, large enough to soak her entire body, and there where bubbles and bath salts and other frilly things sitting on the shelf closest to the tub. there where even clothes in the closet and in the dresser. the creepy thing was, many of the clothes where hers, from her home... he knew where she lived...

as soon as she realized that a great many of her things from her home where in that room, the door started to creep open, Lex standing there with a goblet in hand, a small smile on his lips. "good morning, i was beginning to think you where never going to wake up." he was standing just out of her range, in case she tried to attack him at his play on words. he had promised her last night that she would never wake up again, she'd been played, tricked...and then he'd kidnapped her....talk about your bastard stalker from hell.
 
When she saw all of her clothes, new products for her. Trailing her hand over the shampoo's and bubble baths, she smiled softly. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad, being here. Taking her hand away from the tub, she moved towards the table filled with food. Before she could sit down, she saw the man that had attacked her last night, or she asumed it had been last night.

"You...!" She hissed, her body moving quickly to the door. Only to be stopped on inches away from him, falling back onto the floor. Cursing under her breath, she stood. "You were suppose to kill me! Not bite me and bring me home like a late night snack!" She crossed her arms after moving her hair to one shoulder.

"I don't understand. You bit me, I thought you killed me... Explain."
 
he smirked as she dove to attack him, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "i like the smell of fear." he admitted simply shrugging a little. "besides, as i recall, your the one who said it first, i just played along with it. i don't kill people." he admitted setting the goblet down, his eyes fixed on hers, orbs swirling with power and amusement. "besides, your far much more than simply a late night snack." he teased tipping her chin up with his finger. "i wish to make you mine." he explained simply. "and if i wish for you to be mine, then you will be mine." he bent down, his breath ghosting along the bite marks on her neck, smelling his scent buried deep inside of her neck, he'd marked her. nothing a human would notice, but any other vampire would know that she was claimed, she was now probably the safest woman in the city, she only had one vampire gunning for her neck.
 
Pulling away from his hands, she watched him carefully. "Why me? Why not someone else?" Moving away from him, she set down on the chair next to the table. "Whats in the goblet.... Or should I even ask?" It was probably her blood, since he seemed to enjoy it so much. Looking down to the leather strap that was on her ankle, then back to him.

"So, if Im your slave, so you say. What does that mean?" She wanted to attack him, but she knew she couldn't. He was far stronger than her and she was still sore from the previous nights adventures so to say.
 
he chuckled a little as he watched her, looking amused as she sat down. "why you?" he asked, repeating the question. "mm no worries." he purred tipping the goblet so that she could see inside. "it's simply a white whine. would you like some?" he offered, smirking a little as he strode over to the bed and settled upon it, pondering her question. "why you...well i suppose simply because you are better than everyone else. the way you smell, the way you walk, the way you look, they where all so perfect that i couldn't resist not having you for myself." he smirked brightly at her, his fangs gleaming in the light of the room. "i am quite certain, that you already know what it means to be my slave." he paused.

"no, my Pet." he corrected himself. "slaves are not taken are of, you will be, you can have anything you want, anything at all." he promised, grinning at her again. "all i ask is that you submit to me." he stroked her cheek again. "you will never hunger, you will never thirst, you will never go without shelter or shower. and when i can trust you i will even let you go out, and do your own shopping, see movies, whatever you wish." he smirked, tracing the mark on her neck. "but don't think of running away, i will always find you." not that she could run away, she was chained to the bed.
 
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