Rising Darkness ((Me and Kikora))

[Dampylle]

The night was young and the world was a changing place. Where once the elves had ruled and helped to guide mankind into an era of peace and progress now stood a changing landscape. There were still conflicts raging in some parts but in the larger cities the battle was over and the victors were clearly defined. One might ask what had changed but the truth was nothing had changed, this conflict and its outcome had simply been a very long time in the making. For while the elves taught men of arts and philosophy and men pushed the boundaries of science and helped to usher in a modern world where the races lived side by side... something else had lurked in the shadows. Watching from the darkness and subtly manipulating events over decades if not centuries. These beings were the Vampires, undead immortals who had in the end orchestrated a quick and brutal coup de'tat. They had either corrupted or placed their followers in key positions and in the end had forced both humans and elves into servitude.

Though the vampires now ruled there were still those who tried to return things to the way they once were. This led to what the vampires believed to be a simple solution... they needed to feed, and their passions were as potent and primal as their hunger... so they returned to the law slavery. Warriors who opposed them, those who sought their favor, or those who caught their eye in some cases would all end up scantily clad and up for sale. So the vampires continued their meteoric rise to power and enjoyed the pleasures they had been denied for so long.

So it was that one of these vampiric elite arrived at the auctions. He was a towering figure standing at seven feet with shoulders that were broad and defined. He was a literal Adonis, rock hard chiseled muscle from head to toe with flowing golden hair and ice blue eyes that seemed to pierce his preys very soul. There was an aura of raw animalistic power about him that seemed to cause even some vampires to back away or avert there gaze. It was clear that this creature was not simply a perfect physical specimen but that there was something intangible that was every bit as powerful as his physical presence. His icy gaze passed the women gathered today for auction but he ignored all but the must curvaceous and lovely of women, and likewise seemed to pass over sales of single slaves. Those running the auction soon realized this powerful vampire did not simply want a woman with sinful curves and lithe figure... he wanted several such women. So they began to scramble to either find their most buxom and beautiful slaves or to purchase such women from their competitors so they could make some sort of offer to the noble who thus far seemed so thoroughly unimpressed.

 

[Kikora]

Together humans and Elves had put aside their differences, and forged a mighty new world. Elves helped tame the human spirit, bring it in and cease war. Their calm philosophies and kind demeanor matched perfectly for the clever and hotblooded humans. From humans the age of iron and darkness passed, bringing in the age of enlightenment. The human mind imagined fantastic devices and advances, and Elves envisioned a utopia world where all may walk in peace.

And before their twin eyes it all fell. The previously quiet race of nightdwellers destroyed their perfect world, and drove the dreamers, the philosophers, the engineers onto their knees once more. A revolution by the forgotten weapons of swords, guns, and explosives tore down all that their kind worked to achieve. Cries to the government were met by deaf ears. Politicians were bought, saviors bribes, officials vampires hidden under a thin veil.

And the peaceful races picked up arms again. No longer philosophers of peace,, Elves became the strategists, the war pushers. Kind words were replaced by passion filled words urging a rise to battle. This was not to be tolerated! Armies rose to face the vampires, but years of peace left the force weak, undisciplined, and no match for the battle hardened vampire warriors. Those captured were brought to auction blocks and sold to the highest bidder, like animals.

Such was the fate of three young women, the rest of their unit slayed in the failed attack. The young elf Kaura was only just learning the art of strategy, Ophelie fought hard, and her eye with a gun was unmatched, and little Teyha was not yet sixteen, but her magical abilities put her in charge of the medical. Now they were simple treats for the vampires to enjoy.

Teyha was by far the shyest of the three women, and she turned her back to the crowd, her shoulders shaking slightly as she struggled to maintain her composure. The rough burlap they wore barely slid over the petite curve of her hips, and left so little to the imagination. She was not a curvy woman like the two older women, but they stayed close all the same.

A nobleman vampire arrived, and quickly the attitude changed. Those who operated the auction seemed to fear the man, and even the bolder Ophelie seemed hesitant to look his way as he swept his gaze over groups of women.

"Get those two and bring them here!" Hissed a slaver, gesturing to Kaura and Ophelie, and two guards moved to grab each girl, dragging them forward into a group of well endowed beauties, and Teyha was left standing alone.

"We will not leave her there!" The Elf Kaura shouted, drawing attention to the three. "We are a unit!" Born only just before the fall of Elf and Man, Kaura was aggressive and passionate in a way many older than her were not. A face meant for dreaming and fantasy was always full of flame now, her faraway gaze replaced by an icy glare. "We are not meat to be bartered and sold based on the curves of our bodies!"

Ophelie was quick to nod back, breaking quickly free from the guards grip with a strength that did not suit her lovely frame. She wrapped an arm around Teyha. "We are hard workers!" She shouted. "And will take the punishment for our failures, but we do it together, there is no parting us!"

Teyha smiled slightly at her two friends, her expression softening. "We will not go alone." She whispered. "That is the dedication we have."

 

[Dampylle]

The towering giant stepped forward as if drawn by the commotion. There was an eerie and unearthly grace about him as he seemed to almost glide towards the raised voices. It was a frightening sight to behold, a figure so massive and towering with muscles that screamed of raw power moving with the grace and speed of a hunting cat. Even the slavers cringed a bit at his approach. Among the nobles not are were created equally or so some said, there were talks of a class of noble that was older and stronger than the rest... a dominant breed. Figures such as the towering vampire who now stood with his icy gaze falling upon the three young women were no doubt the cause of such whispers and stories.

At first he did not speak, but in that silence something more frightening than any words occurred. Suddenly and without warning a staggeringly powerful eldricht aura flowed from the titanic vampire noble, it crashed over all those gathered like a tidal wave and in response many of the women moaned in sudden passion even as the slavers dropped to their knees. Even the other vampires and the creatures that served them bowed their heads as that unearthly aura filled the hall. As the women suddenly eyed him with unrestrained hunger the noble spoke in rich and resonate tones that seemed all to fitting to the towering man, "Silence your squabbling flesh mongers, you are in the presence of Count Jander Drekul... show the proper respect lest I rip your throats out as an example to your peers."

The slavers visibly paled, weather it was the name or the presence of the count did not matter. It was clear that one way or the other this noble was not one to be trifled with. They began to bow repeatedly and beg forgiveness but if the count cared for their display he did not show any indication. Those icy eyes of his instead traveled over the women gathered there with a predatory hunger. They eventually settled on the fiery and outspoken young woman who even now clung to her friends. His keen senses had of course caught the entirety of their little outburst and the reaction of their slavers. He was tired of the complacent whelps who sought his favor and these three presented what might prove suitable entertainment.

So his eyes took in their forms, the young woman and the elder elf both had figures that would have set them apart from most of those gathered and the younger one yet held promises though only time would reveal what they might be. One seemed filled with passion, one was clearly a leader and protective of the third, and said third was quite and soft... oh so many ways he could use those traits, so many ways he could twist them into something darker and more primal. Yes his mind was made up at that point and he made a swift gesture to his guards who moved forward to attack shackles to the three even before the count spoke once more.

"There is no need to separate the group, no single woman could satisfy the hungers of the greater nobility... I will have all three for my private estate." He turned his eyes to the outspoken and fiery young women with a predatory grin, "Rest assured young one that I will indeed work you hard, and if it is punishment you seek.... mmm only time will tell if you get it." Before the slavers could even react he had produced a heavy bag of coins from within his elegant coat and tossed it at the slavers feet. It landed with a heavy thud and a clear ring that made it clear the bag was filled with coin of the realm. That one bag could have likely purchased half those in the hall if not more so the slavers quickly scrambled for the bag bowing their heads and singing their praises to the strikingly handsome noble. For his part he stepped forward and accepted the chains held out by his guards. His iron grasp held the chains as surely as any lock and at the other end of those chains were slave collars that now were locked around the necks of the three young beauties.

 

[Kikora]

Even following the anger fueled words by the girls, there were slavers who wished to pull them apart. One guard seized a handful of Teyha's short black hair, and wrenched her backwards, causing a brief shriek to burst from her. Ophelie lunged forward to attack the slaver, her face reflecting her hatred of the breast. Before she even made it a step the mood of the auction house changed completely. The slaver released Teyha's hair and stepped backwards in horror, his eyes locked on something that Kaura and Ophelie had their backs to.

Teyha saw the giant of a man step forward, easily seven feet tall with golden hair and eyes a cold and icy blue. Women around them almost seemed to swoon, briefly forgetting their place under the powerful influence of the mighty man. He opened his mouth to speak, and Kaura and Ophelie turned to watch him, looks of concern passing over their faces in the same moment. Teyha only had to glance around once to realize that this man's stature was not the only impressive quality that he possessed.

The slaver rushed forward, bowing deeply and apologizing for the rudeness of his wares. He seemed almost frantic in his attempt to gain favor with the Count, but the large vampire paid him no heed, his eyes wandering to the three that clung so close now. Ophelie alone glared back, holding onto her anger to meet his eyes as he looked them over. She stood shameless, not afraid to show the poorly hidden curves of her body, while Kaura discretely turned away... And the young Teyha outright hid behind the other two.

He looked for a few long moments before seeming to make a decision, and a quick move of his hands signalled the guards to move forward once more, thick shackles in their hands. "Let them bind you!" Kaura snapped when Ophelie began to tug, "Now is not the time." She said softer, and shot Teyha a quick, sad glance. "You too, do not even reach for it." She whispered softly, referring to the young woman's magic. It was built upon a source that certain humans could reach at will, embrace, and use for their intent. For Teyha, it was always shields and healing, earning her the rank 'white witch'.

They were shacked, collared, and chained in a matter of moments, and Kaura and Ophelie stepped in front of the white, obviously protecting her from the higher noble vampire. "Time will tell what we each get." Kaura responded before Ophelie had a chance to speak, and Kaura shot the girl a firm look telling her clearly to not speak now. They were paid for, and the man took their leashes in his mighty hand, clutching them as if he knew without a doubt there was no possibility the women would escape.

"Parasite." Ophelie murmured, only loud enough for Kaura to hear, and she jabbed the girl sharply in the side, shooting her a weighted look to keep her tongue in check. Secretly, Teyha agreed. The vampires were nothing more than parasites. They fed off the humans and the Elves, taking blood and strength, and offering none in return. They waiting until a might civilization was forged, and overwhelmed it from below, destroying a way of life in moments. They were in every way the most cunning of ticks.

 

[Dampylle]

The towering noble lead the three women out of the hall by the collars and chains, he did not speak as he lead them through the vaunted corridors and out towards the exit. His keen senses had of course heard what they had said but he was nothing if not patient and so their punishment could wait for a time. It was no secret what the young thought of him and his kind, insults born of ignorance would be trained out of his new toys in due time though so he saw no need to comment on it in public. He knew that he and those like him had lurked in the shadows for centuries and what most thought was an overnight rise to power was in truth simply the final and only visible act of a play that had been scripted and acted out over the course of centuries. The governments did not truly fall, they surrendered their power to those who had been playing the puppet masters for ages... they simply allowed those truly in power to claim it.

The simple truth was that he and his kind were not parasites, they were predators. But unlike wolves or lions the Vampires were cunning, patient, and above all else efficient. There was no need to kill their prey and in fact the prosper of said prey could only benefit predators such as them. So with the wars ravaging the land they hid, their thralls and minions acted to help shape the coming world and as the humans and elves rebuilt the world around them it was the hidden nobility that nudged them this way or that. The nobility lived in the shadows without complaint as the world recovered and then blossomed. They were content to bide their time and then began the slow return that culminated only recently. While it was true that powerful warriors such as Jander had crushed those who stood before him that was simply the necessary quelling of unrest and a show of power.

It was not long before they exited into the night and there waiting at the exit of the auction hall was a massive armored carriage. No less than a dozen cybernetic stallions stood harnessed in black steel at the front of the stylized carriage and though it looked like a modern bit of ancient elegance the truth was that its exterior was the most advanced armoring that could be afforded and those steeds were designed to draw it without need of rest for days at a time if need be. The carriage itself bore no windows and as he led his new acquisitions towards it the armor plating seemed to develop seems where there had been none and then peal open to form a ramp leading up into a towering entrance. Without so much as a pause the noble led the young women inside the carriage even as his guards took up their various positions on its exterior.

Once they were inside that same ramp rose and the walls sealed themselves once more, there was no escape from this armored conveyance. The darkness was only momentary as soon soft artificial light bloomed into life to reveal a lavish suite... the interior of this carriage was more extravagant than the entire homes of most families. The powerful count led his new slaves towards the massive bed against the back wall and took a seat there still holding the chains that bound them as he turned his icy gaze to them and spoke once more.

"Such ignorant and insolent comments. Did you truly think they would go unheard wench?" Without waiting for a response he yanked on Ophelie's chain pulling her roughly towards him and his free hand shot out in a blur that was to fast to follow. Before she could react he was roughly gripping her hair as he dragged her to him and smiled making sure to let her see his fangs. At the same time he let his potent energy flair once more flooding the interior of the carriage with that dominant and alluring aura. His grip on her hair was like iron even as he roughly looped her chain around her wrists and waist in such a way that it thrust her breasts out and forced her to arch her back.

"Now how shall I go about teaching you proper respect? Or perhaps since you are so adamant about being a team... I should let one of your friends pay the price for your insolence?"

 

[Kikora]

Kaura knew far better than the other two the extent of Vampire powers, and just how dangerous the powerful race could be. She kept her eyes locked on the towering man as they were led from the auction house, her mind desperately trying to form a plan, a way to survive. It was a difficult task with the hotblooded Ophelie by her side, and protecting young Teyha? All but impossible. The girl was known to have just as sharp a tongue when she lost her tempter, and if they both fell to petty insults there would be no hope for escape at all. She also understood far better than the humans that there could not have been an overnight fall of humanity and Elves, it was all but impossible. She had pushed in the camp not for outright war, but for the same careful cunning that the vampires had used to gain control of their world. Intelligence and a systematic elimination of the vampire social structure, opposed to outright war.

Her pleas where ignored.

For now Ophelie and Teyha were quiet, and they left the auction house in peace. They were led slowly to the giant carriage, attached to a dozen or more black steel horses. The impressive design spared no detail, and while ornate and beautiful to look at, it was clearly designed to keep the occupants safe. The lack of windows, and none of the women could see an entrance as they approached... Until a plating seemed to appear from nowhere, and it swung down into a ramp, which led them into the carriage interior.

Quietly the three women entered, and the light switched on. Kaura took a moment to admire the inside of the carriage, seeing no point in ignoring the fine detail simply out of spire of the owner. Ophelie stared down the said owner, her eyes full of hate a she followed every movement. And Teyha simply stared in horror at the bed, her eyes wide. She took a step back, until the chair around her neck was pulled tight, and it became a painful struggle to get away.

The man took a seat, and revealed he had heard Ophelie's muttered comments, before yanking the woman forward. She gave a screech, and tried to resist, even her strength no match for the raw power the vampire possessed. He wrapped her in chains, and arched her backwards, so she was painfully bent, and utterly exposed.

"Ophelie!" Teyha cried, taking a half step forward. "Let her go, You can't blame her for hating your kind!"

"Quiet!" Kaura snapped, glaring at Teyha to keep her from speaking out again. Slowly she turned back to the vampire, "I was the leader of the unit, and I take full responsibility for any words spoken out of turn or not in respect. Please, Count, allow me to take her place."

"Kaura." Teyha whispered. "None of us deserve to be tortured..."

 

[Dampylle]

Their cries seemed to fall on deaf ears, either that or he was simply unmoved by their please. Instead he held the fiery redhead tightly by her hair and let those chains bind her rather artistically. For him that was very much part of what this was, an art form... his kind had centuries to develop their tastes and their arts and so even this sort of exchange was a calculated and measured endeavor for one such as Janus. He turned that icy gaze first upon the elf, it was clear to him that she felt responsible for the others and that she wanted to protect them from their own failings. However revealing that to a cunning predator such as him had been a mistake on her part as it gave him a way to manipulate and control her.

His icy blue orbs returned to the passionate human, her passion and fire was her strength but it was also a weakness when she let it control her as she seemed to do and that too was something he could exploit... especially given how quick she had been to defend the younger one against the slavers. His mind worked with a cold efficiency he doubted his new playthings could comprehend and likewise probably did not anticipate. It was this calculating mind that in the end provided him a more efficient course of action and so his gaze turned to the young woman who had defended the humans comments.

"So you think she is justified in acting on ignorance? What do any of you truly know about my kind? Have any of you ever sought out the nobility to ask them what their reasons were or how this all came to be?" He did not wait for their answer though but instead he moved with such speed that he literally seemed to vanish, though if the elf was sharp enough she might at least be able to track his movement to a lesser degree as he was not bothering to mask it as he would in battle. He dragged Ophelie over to the right side of the bed and bound her wrists to the wall there via her shackles and then took the chain on her collar and used it to fix her gaze towards the bed at the center of that wall, before the others could react he had done the same to Kaura leaving only the young Teyha near the bed and in the blink of an eye he had her chain once more in his iron grasp.

"No of course you have not, for if you had you would not make such ignorant comments... and you would know the secrets that those who rise against us fear to admit, truths about your world that would shatter so many of the popular illusions." He pulled gently yet firmly at the chain that was yet bound to Teyha's collar drawing her delightfully close to his massive and powerful frame. He knew that if he punished her in any way it would make both the others think twice before crossing him and if he used his dark gifts to ensure she enjoyed it she would in the end prevent them from lashing out at him.

So he drew that powerful aura of his and focused the greater portion of its allure on the young beauty, where the crashing waves of his aura had made those in the market moan in passion and desire... Teyha was now being subjected to easily ten times what those women had felt if not more. So intense where the waves of that alluring aura that now crashed over the lithe young woman that the remnants washing out to fill the room and buffet her friends were themselves stronger than what had been felt at the slave auction. He knew that such an assault would make almost any woman rabid with lust and doubted that his youngest slave had the experience to supress that desire. So he spoke loudly enough for the others to hear even as his hand slide along Teyha's toned legs creeping up towards her thighs.

"No I think this one shall be the one who pays for your ignorance... though not in the way that you likely expected. I think I will educate her in the pleasures your kind so often crave from the nobility and in doing so show you first hand what we offer those who please us." Again he did not wait for an answer but instead leaned down to kiss and lick at Teyha's supple throat as he let his powerful aura work to drive her wild with lust. By now his large and powerful hand was caressing her thigh sinfully even as he playfully tugged at the chain on her collar to force her to expose her neck more fully. He let the image of what he was doing, of the young woman drunk on pleasure, sink into the minds of those bound to the walls before he finally bared his fangs and sank them into the young woman's throat knowing that the pleasure of the dark kiss would be unlike anything she had ever imagined. He drank slowly from her, sipping ever so slightly so as not to fatigue the beautiful waif even as he forced her friends to watch her writhe and moan in pleasure at his attentions.

 

[Kikora]

The most important aspect of war was to never let the enemy know your weakness. Perhaps that was why the three young soldiers lost the battle, and were now chained before the giant of a vampire. It was too obvious that Ophelie lacked control, that Kaura lacked experience, and that Teyha lacked emotional strength. Ophelie’s eyes grew wide at the same instant that Kaura’s did, and they realized with a sickening certainty who it was who would pay the price for Ophelie’s words. Not the girl herself. No. She was too physically strong, too stubborn to let punishments influence her. She ignored pain, and had a great tolerance to fear and dread. Not the elf. She volunteered for the role of scapegoat, and bending to her whims would seem weak. The most cunning victim for punishment was the quiet brunette hiding half behind Kaura, her wide eyes locked onto Ophelie’s. It had not occurred to her yet how her own weakness would be exploited to bend and twist her friends to the vampires whims.

“Don’t!” Ophelie gasped, squeezing her eyes shut for a brief moment in dread. Before she had time to react, to think, to understand what was happening, she found herself at the wall. Her eyes grew wide and she blinked, shaken by the sheer speed of the monstrous man, to have moved her too quickly for her eyes to travel. Almost as fast, she found her arms bound to the wall, and her collar chained, forcing her gaze to the bed. “Punish me!” She cried desperately. “They were my words!” Her pleas went unanswered.

Even with her impressive speed and agility Kaura could barely follow their ‘masters’ movements, much less react to them. She was bound to the wall just as effectively, forced to watch as the vampire approached the one person they both wished to protect. “Not her!” Kaura cried, pulling desperately at the chains. “She has done nothing to you! She is but a healer!”

Teyha whimpered slightly, watching her friends vanish before her eyes, bound to the walls as the powerful being approached her, his hands gripping the chain leash tightly as he drew her in. He absolutely pulsed with power, seeping from his every pore to overwhelm the young woman with feeling and lusts she had never known in her life. “What….” Teyha whispered as his mighty hands dipped down, and landed on her legs.

Her eyes widened, and in desperation she reached for her source. Dimly she could hear Kaura shout at her to release it immediately, but she ignored the protests. The magical power flowed into her, pulsing and racing through her system to help drive back some of the aura, and clear her mind. “Stop it.” She managed to force out, her eyes squeezed shut as she concentrated on why she hated his kind. They destroyed homes, families, and ways of life. They herded in human and elf as if they were cattle, to be used for meat. They lacked respect for life, and tainted all they touched. They could not be allowed to exist as rulers of this world!

So why couldn’t she stop moaning? Even with her magic surging through her, she could not bring herself to brush the vampire’s hand from her thigh, and she even tilted her neck to the side to expose her pulse to him fully. When she was moaning and writhing regularly when the vampire exposed his fangs, and bit deep into her neck. Any initial pain from having his fangs pierce into her drown in seconds by the intense pleasure his bite brought. Teyha’s chained together hands rose and she clutched the shirt of her aggressor, pulling slightly as her eyes closed, lost in ecstasy.

“Teyha! Wake up!” Kaura cried desperately, echoed seconds later by Ophelie, pleading with the vampire. “Please! She’s fifteen, don’t scar her like this!” “Intimacy scares her!” Kaura continued. “Either of us… Please… Leave her alone! Teyha hates the idea of sex!”

 

[Dampylle]

The powerful count continued to drink slowly from the young woman, intent on drawing her pelasure out as long as possible for a first taste of that dark and powerful kiss. His hand worked skillfully between her thighs to tease her but he did not force his youngest slave in any way... no that would be far to crude a method, he intended to corrupt this young innocent... they claimed she was afraid but if she was untouched that means she likely feared something about herself and that is something he could use. He finally parted his lips from her neck and licked her wounds hungrily to seal them even as he let his aura continue to pulse and pound at her defenses to keep her drunk on passion and pleasure... he whispered softly into her ear so the others could not hear, and there was a power to his words... they were almost hypnotic as his spoke in velvet tones that seemed to slip effortlessly into the young woman's own thoughts.

"you see my sweet pet, they do not think you are ready for such pleasure. But you can feel it washing over you... such quaking and all consuming pleasure and passion. Why deny yourself such pleasure? Why be afraid of your cravings? If you embraced them instead I imagine you could put both your friends to shame." he let his words sink into her pleasure hazed mind as his hand continued to caress between her thighs with a skill few could fathom. He doubted the young woman would embrace her pleasure so quickly but even planting such seeds would go a long way towards his goals. He was sure that with the magic he could feel resisting trying in vain to resist his aura that she could work the others if she succumbed to him, corrupting her with her own pleasure held possibilities for her magic and her connection to the others... he would explore this further in the future, there was no doubt of that.

He spoke in those same powerful tones silencing the other women with a sudden cold fire in his eyes, "You assume much about my kind, all of you do... and your ignorance only lessens you. You think we caused this war and its strife, that it is our fault the hamlets outside the major metropolis suffer." he leaned down to kiss and lick seductively at Teyha's supple throat before he continued to speak, "How wrong you are, We were here when your war ended. It was our servants that pushed for peace in fact, we have sat in the shadows and guided you for centuries... all we did recently was step forward, that is why your government did not struggle... those in the seats of true power knew all along."

He paused and pulled Teyha playfull yet dominantly against his massively muscled form, both to assert his dominance and see if his attempts were having any affect on her. HE wanted to see if she would press herself to him or if she would struggle... weather she would moan her passion and want for more, or try to suppress it for the time being. He also wanted to give all three of them a moment for what he had said to sink in before he delivered the final revelation since their comments made it clear they had been resistance. After a few moments he spoke once more in those powerful velvet tones.

"She is not asleep... she is simply receiving the sort of pleasure only the nobles can grant... a gift spurned by angry people who did not want to admit that we had worked to shape these cities. Did you never wonder how we arrived in the major cities? The simple truth is we didn't arrive, we had been here all along. Beneath the seats of power have always lay our courts... and we with them. The sad truth is, that it was those who rebelled and lashed out at us that have caused this conflict. People who strike out in ignorance and then want to blame is for those caught in the crossfire of their hate... I know you likely will not believe me, but soon you will see the truth first hand."

 

[Kikora]

Teyha was terribly frightened of intimacy, a fact that her friends knew horribly well. Several times they had awakened to the sounds of her frenzied screams in the night to find her tearing at her sheets, trying to force off the memory of an attacker. He hadn't raped her then, nor the times that followed, but she dreaded his touch, and it continued to haunt her long after the events were past. It was distressing for both Ophelie and Kaura to see Teyha now, allowing the touches, moaning and squirming as if she enjoyed it. They knew with an utmost certainty that if she allowed herself to be taken like this, it would drive another stake into the fragile emotional state of the girl.

Even with the aphrodisiac in her veins and the aura pulsing though her she hesitated. Teyha couldn’t stop her moans, her writhing, but she held her body away from him, putting painful inches between their bodies as he drank slowly from her body. Light sips, and a part of the girl knew he drank slowly to give her as much of the venom as he could, to cloud her mind further and make resisting all but impossible. Slowly he withdrew himself from her, and licked at the tears in her flesh to seal them closed once more.

The young witch's breathing was coming faster now, and her pulse raced uncontrollably. Every bit of her screamed of the arousal he had forced on her, and she could not even attempt to hide it. Slowly the man leaned down and spoke softly into her ears, his voice full of magic and power that would resonate down to her very core. His words were as smooth as velvet, pitched a low baritone that seemed to hold no deception... As if the thoughts were her own to begin with. 'I'm feeling pleasure...' Her mind echoes, 'It feels fantastic... Why stop? I could show Kaura and Ophelie passion... I could stop looking like a child to them....' The thoughts repeated on their own in her mind, surging through her time and again as the count's fingers worked expertly on her, tempting out the pleasure she did not wish to feel. 'He's touching me...' A second thought sent out in panic. 'Don't let him touch me!'

The count spoke, and while it was not to Teyha, she was the first to respond, her soft voice drunk with power. "Even so... It was wrong." She murmured. "To lie to those you claimed to have led for years, to lead us to believe in something that does not exist. You waged war before we knew we were fighting, and stole our futures before we knew they were at risk. You're a cruel hunter.... And deserve to be fought against." She whispered, slowly raising her eyes to meet his, a confused look on her delicate features. She let him pull her closer, her body resting tensely against his as he held her near.

"Hush Teyha." Kaura urged softly from her place on the wall. "Do not earn your own punishment."

Teyha glanced over once, and back at the Count, trying to sift thought through her pleasure drunk mind. It was almost maddening how ideas would form and disappear, the only constant being the need for his fingers on her, how it felt to have his body next to hers, how she longed for so much more. "They're right." She said at last, meeting Jander's light blue eyes with her own grey-green. A blissful smile spread across her face as she leaned forward, her face so very close to his, close enough that she ached for the intimacy of a kiss. "I'm afraid." She whispered, and her lip trembled slightly, overwhelmed. "I feel so confused... Will you..." She had to force herself to swallow before she continued, her body shaking visibly as her fear and arousal fought an epic war within her. "Will you rape me?" She whispered. "Like he tried to?"

 

[Dampylle]

Jander could see she was on an edge, and that actually surprised him a bit. He had not anticipated that she was hiding something so potent and dark that even his earliest of efforts seemed to stir it in her and tempt her to finally embrace her darker urges. He decided that he would push his efforts a bit further to see if this young one would embrace her position. If she did... oh the things he could teach her, the passions he could lead her to, and in the end he had no doubt that it would be she who helped him break the others in so to speak. She clearly yearned for a kiss and so the powerful count gave her just that, a passionate and powerful kiss before he wispered softly for her ears alone once more in those powerful tones of his, "I think you are afraid you may enjoy your passions my sweet pet, but why fear something so sinfully delightful? Because some clumsy lout tried to force you rather than let you embrace it? You do not have to fear it my sweet, you could be the one to act you know... embracing and enjoying what you feel... you need only make the choice." he leaned down to kiss and lick at her neck once more and at the same time his fingers worked skillfully between her shapely thighs as he worked to bring her nothing but pleasure from her passion as he answered her question in the same tones as before still spoken softly for her alone, "Is that what you want my sweet, a powerful master to take you and force you to enjoy your darker passions? I think I see now... it is not the pleasure you fear, it is that it will not happen.. that someone will stop the beast before he can make you scream in pleasure and passion. You need not answer my sweet sinful pet simply nod for your lord and master if it is so and I will make your fantasy come true... and you can show them what you really want at the same time."

As he waited for Teyha to answer, his fingers still skillfully working at her sensitive folds as she pressed herself against him, he spoke now loud enough for all of them to hear once more. his voice ringing with authority and power that was beyond question, "Ah but look at how they reacted to we night walkers when they found out... so many could not accept the fact that they had been helped by creatues like the nobility. Our help would have been spurned our wisdom ignored and the old wars would have continued... we acted in a way that ensured peace in the long term, if we need be villains for a generation or a dozen in the middle so be it... in the end all will prosper. We did not steal the future, we helped craft it and continue to do so.. this is a page in a long history and it is far from the end. A necessary evil to ensure these shining metropolis continue long after these battles are forgotten."

Jander continued to caress and tease the body of the young women pressing her body to his own massively muscled form. He turned his icy gaze to her friends as they watched her succumb to her passion and let all of it sink in for them. He was not lying to them but he doubted they would believe him for the time being... younger creatures had far shorter sight than one as old as he and his peers. But he wanted them to see the truth and embrace it if only for the fact that it would simplify their time in his home once they arrived. So it was that he spoke once more to all three of his new playthings, "At least she seeks answers and the truth.... it is more than can be said of your rebel leaders, who fight simply because they find the truth unappealing... I can not force you to see or accept the truth of what I say, but perhaps in time you will come to realize things on your own."

With that said he turned his attention back to the writhing Teyha to await her answer and watch for the simple nod or shake of her head... if he was right she would soon be seeing things very differently and with that her friends would be forced to look at things differently... but only the next few moments would say for sure.

 

[Kikora]

"Don't Teyha!" Ophelie almost shouted, yanking against the chains as she struggled to break free. She tugged time and again, until the iron shackles tore into her skin, but she still couldn't stop Teyha from moving forward, and meeting the Count's kiss. Her heart almost seemed to burst from her chest, and she eagerly, almost hungrily, returned the kiss craving so much more than a simple embrace. Her lips moved over his passionately, tracing their way across him as she let out soft moans. She longed to wrap her arms around him, but settled for just pressing their bodies together, and enjoying the intimate embrace, the bare brushing of his fangs over her lips. Slowly they parted, and Teyha panted softly, breathless after the kiss. Both her friends slumped again the walls as if that spelled the end to Teyha's resisting, sure that they would be forced to watch their drugged friend lose her innocence to the mighty vampire.

He spoke softly to her once more, his low baritone echoing in her pleasure drunk mind. She wanted this, she craved this! Who was she afraid of, this man who held her so securely, his fingers in her flower, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her... Or the loneliness of sleeping alone once more, defenseless, and unsatisfied? Should she take the chance, and nod?

She was still thinking when he spoke again, and this time Kaura chimed in. "You would have found many care little for race, but dislike being fed lies. Being deceived and manipulated by those who have sworn to protect you. What we fight is not that you are vampires, it's that you strung our people along until you could sieze absolute control!"

Ophelie pitched in next. "You cannot deceive us with carefully chosen words! No one wishes to be a slave, but that is precisely what you are making us."

All the while Teyha moaned and writhed, her hips bucking into the Count's fingers. It was so hard to resist, so hard to think, but somehow she had managed to get enough of her mind together during the back and forth to shake her head. "Not now." She told the vampire firmly. "Sex is intimate, not a punishment. I wont... I wont have my first in front of my friends."

"Good girl!" Kaura called from the wall, and smiled at the count, "Even if the end result if what is best, if what a person wants... Sometimes the circumstances are not. What you did may not have been wrong, but how you did it was. That is why we fight. That is why so many hate you."

 

[Dampylle]

Jander knew he had his little pet now though, she did not refuse him nor did she pull away even now... she just did not want it as punishment for her friends and that was enough for him. His powerful hands worked her slick nether lips and her sensitive clit without bothering to ask permission. It was clear she did not want him to ask and that she simply did not want to be fully ravished before her friends like this... but she writhed and moaned in his arms and she had revealed her want and desire even without the nod. He would have her fully soon enough and would begin her road to passion and desire in due time. He leaned down to kiss and lick hungrily at her neck and then back to her lips for another heated and hungry kiss before he whispered to her in those powerful tones, "then you will be rewarded soon my sweet sinful pet, in private I will take you and force upon you all that pleasure just as you have dreamed... I will make that fantasy real and help you embrace that dark hunger... soon your fear will be quelled and you will know what it is to no longer be denied." he licked her lips playfully pleased that she was so ready so soon.

He turned his gaze back to the others with a bit of a chuckle, "Do you see how hypocritical you sound? It is acceptable to take advantage of our guidance when it benefits you... but when we wish credit it is suddenly wrong? Your ignorance is also clear, you were not there when humans hunted us simply because we fed on the living... or when elves condemned us because our alchemy and science did not conform to their rules. You still operate under the false pretense that we had to take absolute control... we did not take it, we already had it. I tell you no lie when I say that the only change is that we no longer hide in shadows. Do you honestly think humans alone leaped from working steel and iron to mimetic alloys that could be programmed without help? That the elves with their self imposed rules leaped from tinctures and healing potions directly to synthetic alchemicals that allowed for the same results from materials as common as carbon and ash? What of the sudden branching into organic alchemy, animals enhanced to manage in harsher environments... when such alchemy was once forbidden by elves, and unheard of by humans? The simple fact is that we have been in control for ages, and it was the very science and alchemy we were hunted for that allowed you all these lavish cities."

He treated Teyha to another kiss and then trailed his lips once more down over her neck, pausing to playfully tease her supple skin with his fangs before running his tongue slowly up along her neck and then to her ear where he nibbled seductively and playfully.

"Did you not see how many offered themselves to our service... the only reason the markets became what they are now, with gaurds and chains... is because of the rebels, we could have simply imprisoned you all in cells crafted much like the walls of this carriage and left you to rot... but this course allows some the chance to see and maybe accept the truth that your leaders denied you. The need for the market as it is now, the burning of the villages outside the metros, and the graves of fallen warriors on both sides.... your people are every bit as responsible for it as you say we are."

 

[Kikora]

Teyha's fingers tightened on Jander's shirt, pulling on it tightly as the man worked her nether lips, rubbing her sensitive folds of skin expertly. She was already slick from arousal, easing the sliding of his fingers as he rubbed her delicate flower and teased her passion hardened clit. Her hips bucked slightly into him, moaning in pleasure as he touched her. It was as though everything his fingers touched was on fire, shooting raging flames of passion and pleasure surging through her, and back to her groin to entice her body further. She trembled visibly, her head tilted slightly back. Her eyes were half lidded from pleasure, her expression glazed over from the arousal forced onto her.

Kaura knew the girl wouldn't be able to resist much longer. She wasn't as experienced in life as Ophelie, a decade her senior, or as prideful as Kaura, who would not allow herself to be shamed. Underneath Teyha's fear and self consciousness, she was still a normal teenage girl, perfectly vulnerable to the same needs and desires. Even with her magic what hope did she have to resist the powerful vampire, with his charms, venom, and cruelly seductive charm? He was in every way like a snake, cunning and patient, waiting for his sweet mouse to come into the open, to consume her completely and without mercy.

She pulled against her chains once more, struggling as Ophelie was, desperate to try to reach their friend. "Even if you're telling the truth, it was wrong." Kaura told him. "As it is wrong to entice that girl. You fill her with venom, warp her mind until she is unable to protest against your ways! All in a display of your power you will crush her spirit." Ophelie nodded her head in agreement, but for now stayed quiet, watching Teyha as confusion clouded her youthful features, trying to sort through the information given.

Kaura was not done though, and she tugged harder, trying to reach the pair. "Underhanded ways of teaching is no way of guidance. Staying hidden in the shadows while we dance on invisible strings, living puppets and toys. Had you shown you knowledge to us all in time we would have bowed head to your wisdom, and we three races might have coexisted in peace, a solution to be found." She took a deep breath in, and glanced again at Teyha, her expression turning pained to see the blissful smile on her face, forced there through magic. "If you wish me to believe your tale, then release her." She said softly. "Earn Teyha while she is sound of mind. If you can make her trust you, depend on you, and enjoy your company without the need for venom or aura... Then my unit will bow our heads and apologise for our ignorance. We will submit. Earn her and we will not fight again."

 

[Dampylle]

The powerful vampire did not bother to answer his bound slaves, it was clear that Kaura was struggling for control at the moment and that too revealed a weakness to him. She needed to be in control and feared its loss... and that just might indicate that deep down she either wanted someone to take it away from her or that she wished she had the more selfish inclination to act on her desire for control, it was possible that both might even play a part in her darker desires. He so far had not used the more insidious mental tricks at his disposal for he was sure they knew some of his breed could enter the dreams of their victims. He decided to use such a gift now even as he formulated the next step in his seduction of the writhing young beauty in his lap.

He let his aura creep over to Kaura and seep into her mind subtly. With her though he did not force arousal or drive her mad with lust... no with her his aura simply sought out her own darker fantasies. It was a far slower method to be sure but since she seemed to need control this would likely be far more affective with her. His aura simply drew out her deepest darkest desire and brought it to the surface, he was not certain what Kauras secret desire might be... but if he had to guess he would wager it had to do with either controlling the other women or having her control taken from her forcefully by someone stronger. When she slumbered this night he would try to slip into her dreams and find out if she wanted to break her friends, or if it was that she wished to be where the young Teyha was now.

Further he in the end let that same subtle aura fill the entire carriage, he let it creep into the minds of Teyha and Ophelie as well to wake their deepest darkest desires and draw them to the surface. He would not force any of them he decided but would use his skills and talents to draw out their darkest passions and dominate them even as they became what their darkest fantasies hid. With that in place his hand teased the swollen bud of Teyha's clit as he leaned down to whisper softly to her alone once more.

"I do not think they know your fantasy Teyha, and if I make it real they will assume I simply forced you. Though you may be afraid to do so... you might have to admit your fantasy my sweet sinful pet. Assuming I am right in what I said earlier of course... you may have to reveal to them you want to be dominated and forced to enjoy your own dark fantasies." Jander continued to kiss and lick at her neck and ear even as he reigned in the more potent and lust inducing aspect of his aura, though he left all three subject to that subtle aura that drew out and awakened their darkest desires. He continued to speak softly to Teyha, "I think I understand why you asked if I will rape you my lusty little vixen... If you truly wish to be dominated and forced to embrace your fantasy, you may not want me to ask permission... so let me say this. I will lay you on this bed and if it truly is your fantasy you need only strip off this horrid burlap and ask for your fantasy... though if you reveal your fantasy willingly to your friends as well I promise a special reward for you... but if you do either I will make your fantasy real."

Jander gave Teyha's clit another teasing and playful caress leaving her on the edge of the massive orgasm he had been working to build in her as he stood and fastened the chain that held her collar to the bed and stepped away to walk over and examine his other slaves more closely. It was unfortunate that the two eldest did not seem to appreciate the position of pleasure slaves as it had been in ancient times... harems for powerful nobles were not uncommon back then and membership in them was often a sought after position. But he was sure given time he could corrupt them each and help them to enjoy their position greatly. He was done trying to enlighten them as to the truth though, it was clear they did not care what the truth was only what their situation was... so be it, he would focus on that and would find ways to make them savor and in the end passionately embrace their new stations.

 

[Kikora]

For a man as powerful as the Count, he could not possibly understand why the Elf was so desperate to tear Teyha from his grasp. A desire not born of jealousy or spite, but of the same caring a mother might have for her child, a wish for them to remain safe. She knew well that Teyha was a girl grounded entirely in the past, her mind wandering to her flaws and her mistakes, to torment her time and again. A girl prone to long periods of depression. The past year spent with her revealed a tapestry of dysfunction in her life, and it was a wonder she had managed to stay sane through it. What would she be like if she submitted to her desires, if they did exist at all? Kaura did not know, nor did she want to think on it.

Not a soul in the carriage sensed what the vampire did next, but they each felt it's effects, beginning with Kaura. She found herself thinking of the same heart pounding dreams that left her sweating and gripping the sheets at night. She would wake feeling a strange tingling below her waist, an overwhelming desire to stroke and rub that which ached to be touched... And was inevitably denied the luxury. Her pride as an Elf forced it to be so. Her desire was to have that pride ripped from her, the Elven haughtiness she secretly despised for forcing her to time and again bite her tongue and dip her head. She wanted to be pulled away from it, to be led to pleasures far more free then she was allowed to experience as an Elf. Dark thoughts indeed, for her kind.

Ophelie, as one might guess from her fiery demeanor and harder personality, held no love for being controlled. Hers of a fury of passion and lust, an epic fight of desire between her and the one who sought to be her mate. Like an intimate dance, and she cared little to know who would win or lose. If her, she would take the punishment of being dominated and delight in the sport, and if she was triumphant she would be merciless to her lover.

The most complicated desires belonged to Teyha, who was deeply conflicted. Long she had the fantasy to be dominated and forced to embrace her sexual side, since she first began to notice boys some years ago. Experience taught her that such feelings where not to be trusted. Often enough she would dream of a man forcing her down, and she would delight as he brought the pleasure upon her... And just as likely the handsome face of her lover in sleep would twist to form that of her hated attacker. Even the idea of submitting then would cause her to become physically ill, and she would struggle not to empty her stomach upon waking moments later.

Perhaps it was not the attacks themselves she dreaded so entirely, rather she hated who it was who had forced it onto her.... She did not have the same apprehension with -this- man, a stranger. His touch was welcome, even desired. His fingers left her on the edge of something great and spectacular, a feeling quite unlike any she had known before. Just as she thought she might reach it, he pulled away and left her body begging for more.

His whispered words left her so confused, so conflicted, and he did nothing to help soothe her. She curled into a tiny sphere in the center of the bed, her eyes wide and staring as she struggled to think and comprehend what fate had in store for her now. "I don't know what my fantasy is." She whispered, and drew in closer to herself. "I... Want to be dominated." She whispered, prompting a gasp from Kaura that made her pull in closer and whimper. "I want to be forced. But on my terms, in a way that I have some control... So it is submission and not violation. If.... If I ever give in to my desires I want it to be of my choice, built on the needs of me and whoever would have someone like me... I don't ever want to be raped." She paused a moment more, in thought. "But not here, not before my friends."

 

[Dampylle]

Jander had to supress the urge to smile as the young beauty admitted what she wanted to her friends. Their gasps did not suprise him in the least... the youngest of them had just shattered one of their illusions and made such an admission when they likely thought she could never speak of such things. He had made her a promise of reward and he fully intended to do just that since she had confessed her desires. With a wave of his hand the walls seemed to ripple and change as beds slid out where Ophelie and Kaura stood even as the hooks in the floor released letting them look away.. at the same time the chains to their shackles seemed to grow so they could sit comfortably on the newly appeared beds.

He then turned and walked back towards the bed and sat on its edge letting reaching out to caress Teyha's thigh and then reached up to run a hand through her hair trying to calm her a bit before he leaned in while tilting her face up to treat her to another kiss before he spoke softly to her, "Mmm later then away from others my sinful pet, and you will be rewarded for your bravery... I have just the thing for it." He waved his hand again and this time the floor and ceilign rippled as they reached for one another to form walls around the bed. Dim lighting filled the room where Teyha's now lay upon a bed alone with the powerful vampire, he leaned in to give her a longer and more drawn out kiss as his hand caressed her toned thighs once more before he spoke again, "I must see to your friends who are no doubt confused or furious... make yourself comfortable and I will return soon." He left her chain bound to the headboard of the bed but its length left her free to relax on the lavish bed as he exited and closed the door behind him.

He first made his way around to where Kaura was chained near her bed and with another wave of his hand a final wall and door formed to enclose her bad and create a small room. The massive vampire turned his gaze to the young elf and then he seemed to literally glided towards her. Still that subtle aura of his filled the entire carriage... he intended to leave it as such for the entire trip. He would stir their dark desires and draw them to the surface, he would have his slaves one way or another by the time all was said and done. He stepped towards the elf maiden and let his eyes take her in more fully before he spoke in soft and powerful tones to her for the first time, "You seemed rather shocked by your friends admission... i take it you were thus unaware of her desires?"

 

[Kikora]

Teyha Teyha had honestly thought that telling the man later would give her more time, a day's journey to his home, a night to rest from the trip... Time to know him. Instead the next moments happened with a startling quickness. Her friends were deposited on beds that had appeared from nowhere, their chains unbound, and for a moment Kaura lurched forward, as if to save her from a horrid fate. "Teyha!" She whispered desperately, her eyes locking onto the confused youths. "Don't act on impulse, think! For goodness sake, child, think!" What hope had she to think? Drunk on aura and aphrodisiac, forced to confront a part of her she hated to acknowledge. Jander kissed her again, their lips meeting in a light passion before dipping off, and it left Teyha breathless and anxious. Her stomach tossed, unsettled, and she watched as walls erected themselves around her, leaving her trapped in the room with the giant undead.

She found herself relieved when he removed himself from her, and moved to see her Elven companion. Silently, Teyha slid under the covers of the bed, and pulled them over herself. She hid away in the layers of material, and curled herself into a tight ball once more, huddled, terrified of what she said and what she knew would come next. Doubt crept into her mind quickly, repeating reasons for why she resisted, why she always wished to resist. Pain, pride, honor, surely that was more important than whatever he offered, right?


Kaura waited near the wall until the door formed, and she moved back on the bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap once more. A perfect posture to her otherwise wild appearance. Body smeared shades darker from the mud her and her friends were forced through, the thick braid in her hair long since unwound, her hair cascading waves around a youthful heart shaped face. A feral Elf, if there ever was one. For a moment she looked at and past him, a dreamy look on her face that he would find to be typical of her. Still, despite the dirt and untamed mane of hair, she somehow seemed to glow. Her eyes were bright, almost the same color as Teyha's and framed with dark lashes. Hints of her pale skin and even complexion could be seen even now, a flawless face atop a Lovely body. She was certainly a grown woman, with a generous swell of her bosom barely covered by the burlap, the material stretched tight again over her hips and the round globes off her bottom. It seemed she would be prettier if she smiled, as if she was made for laughter, but there was no humor in her now. Only grim reality.

"You offer her nothing but pain." She told him bluntly, raising her eyes to meet his. "Pain and torment. I have come to know Teyha well, she is a kind child." She was silent for a moment, and ducked her head, staring at the floor. "You tried hard to convince we three to believe that you have taken nothing away, to clarify things about you and your kind... But I cannot respect a man who would seek out the weakest of a group, and feed off her first. She might agree, but she will loath herself for it." She looked down a moment, as if losing herself in thought, her lovely green eyes filling with sorrow. "Teyha is a girl who allows herself no flaw, no mistake. She was raised to be critical to excess, even when the fault is not her own." Slowly she rose to her knees, and moved lightly forward, her eyes on the Count's. "Ophelie and I are older, do as you wish with us, but please leave the young one alone for now. Allow her time to think, let Ophelie and I ease her transition. Please."

 

[Dampylle]

The massive form of the count leaned casually against one of the newly formed walls. HE remained silent for a time as he adjusted to the state in which his aura would fill this carriage even without his conscious effort. He knew that such an approach was far slower but he was far wiser than he let on. More brutish members of his race were impatient at times and broke their slaves in more ways than one... but he was one of the architects of this world weather his new slaves realized it or not. For him decades and centuries had gone into some of his plans, days or even weeks were but a blink of an eye to a creature such as himself. His ice blue eyes fell upon the elf maiden fully, she would be quite enticing properly garbed and cleaned... he never understood the sloth of the slave traders.

He finally spoke in those same soft and powerful tones, "You assume much my child, It is such acts that lead to this conflict... I never said I would do anything to the young one tonight. Likewise to be blunt you have no idea what I offer as you have spent all this time condemning me for your assumptions... for one who claims her people are so tolerant and understanding you have yet to show any such treatment." he waved his hand and made a strange gesture and in response the chain affixed to her collar and her shackles both seemed to melt away into nothingness. At the same time the corner of the room again twisted and changed till a lavish wash tub lay there with sparkling spigots at the ready to fill it, "You offer only out of duty and I will not accept such... it only proves how little you understand my people. I will not indulge simply for the sake of your pride, your offer is a hollow and selfish one. Did you ever ask Teyha what she wanted? Your shock at her admission suggests you had no idea of her desires... do you even know your own for that matter?"

He walked towards Kaura, his face was the stuff of women's fitful dream with strong jaw and cheeks as well as sharp powerful features. His body though still wrapped in elegant and clearly expensive garb was clearly that of a veritable Adonis, he was not simply a man of large stature but a prime example of everything that women yearned for... large defined muscles that most women only saw in their dreams affixed to a towering stature that screamed of power and dominanct and that face that could haunt a womens fantasies for all their days. The count was very much what could be termed an alpha male, he seemed the sort that would need no tricks to make a women submit to his charms in the grand scheme of things.

He stood at the edge of the bed but did not move to take her by force instead he simply spoke softly once more, "Weather you believe it or not feeding in of itself does no harm, true the dark kiss is something of extreme pleasure and most can not resist the passion it stirs in them... but it can not create passion or desires from nothing. You seem to base much of your concern on the stories your leaders tell, stories designed to justify their war. She is also stronger than you seem to realize... in fact I would argue she is likely less susceptible to the tricks you accuse me of than you or the fiery Ophelie, and she was strong enough to admit her fantasies even though you two clearly do not approve of them."

His next action was a bit of a gamble but he also knew he was in no real danger given his power. So he stepped away from the bed and turned his back on Kaura looking out the door to the large and lavish sitting area outside the newly formed rooms. He knew he was challenging her beliefs and those were already shaken by her friends confession. He wanted to see how she would react with her safety nets stripped away, that was the real reason for forming separate rooms. Together they supported one another, for his aura to work to its fullest they had to deal with their darker natures on their own and separating them ensured that would happen. "What is it you expect, your choices were to be sold to a noble or in the end likely imprisoned or executed... if i was the monster you portray I simply would have ravished you all by now... or is that what you hoped for in some twisted way?"

 

[Kikora]

Kaura stared at the massive man as he leaned in the corner, his sapphire eyes glued on her as they waited for him to speak. Again she failed to sense the growth of his power in the room, nor did she understand why her cheeks were heating so quickly from just looking upon the massive man. The more she watched him, the more obvious it became why it is her friend fell so quickly. He was what so many women longed for, tall and tell built, with a face carved perfectly as if from stone. Harder angles than a woman's, but in every way enticing on a man. His body was also hard, clearly defined muscles obvious even through his clothing, and likely all the more temping to touch, rather than simply see.

He spoke softly, but even the low tone held great power, and Kaura found herself listening intently to every word that fell from his lips. There were the same words, accusing her of not trying to understand, but who would? In just a few short days everything humans and elves thought they knew of the world changed, before they had a chance to rebel. Was it so wrong, so unjust to wish for a place in the world not under the boots of these creatures that fed off them?

She ducked her head, and laughed softly after a moment, her eyes darting longingly to the tub. How long had it been since she last bathed? A few days at least, when she and a few others wandered close enough to a river to wash their bodies in the frigid cold. Something hot appealed to her now, even if she was not prone to the physical effects of temperature like humans, she still found some more pleasant than others. Slowly she shook her head to clear her thoughts, and turned back to Jander once more. "It is not duty." She said softly. "I wish to protect Teyha and Ophelie. We are closer than family, and I do not wish to see them harmed."

She dipped her head slightly for a moment before tilting it up again, staring up at the ceiling as if fascinated by something there. "Not all fantasies should be lived out, Master." She said, his title sliding from her lips as easily as any other. "Elves live by controlling out desires, instead of being controlled by them. It is not as though I did not know Teyha has darker visions of intimacy then most... Heaven knows I had a start when I found her journal. I simply... Had not expected her to voice it."

 

[Dampylle]

He of course noticed how quickly she adapted to calling him master, and how easily it flowed from her lips. To the keen mind of this predator that actually said several things. Elves only used the term for those who taught them or in days long past when some elves were prized as pleasure slaves by other races because it was their inclination to call their owners a proper title. HE knew the elves had long struggled to recover from those days, their passions were not as potent as those of the vampires but they would shock a human to say the least if revealed. So the question now was weather Kaura wished to learn from him or weather deep down she wanted to be used by him.

He hid his smile and then turned back to her letting his ice blue eyes more openly wander her lush figure, he also noticed the way she examined him. He was in no way naive and knew all to well when a woman liked what she saw, and the look that passed over Kaura's eyes for a brief moment made it all to clear that she did indeed like what she saw. That would make breaking her defenses much easier in the long term and Jander knew he could start even now, though given their hatred he doubted she would embrace things anymore than the young Teyha had, though he could be yet surprised in theory at least.

"One does not offer pleasure as a way to protect though, it is generally forced out of a sense of duty or responsibility... and I refuse to indulge in such offers. Pleasure or passion for such reasons sullies and demeans it. I know that long ago there were those among your people who reveled in their fantasies and desires and i can assure you they were no worse for it. While it is true they may not have been philosophers or diplomats they developed other talents and arts to suit their desires and passions. There is no need for pretense with me Kaura as I was there when some of your people reveled in their passion and rutted like the sidhe and the satyr did... so I know the truth of how deep your peoples own passions run." As he spoke he again walked towards her, the smooth and graceful motion of his stride hinting at the rolling and rippling muscles that lurked beneath his expensive garb. He stopped right at the edge of the bed, so close that she could reach out and discover if those hints were true and his clothes hid rock hard chiseled muscle if she so desired. He stood close and again spoke in those soft powerful tones.

"so the question I ask is this my little elf... do you offer out of duty, or deep down is there some other reason you want to occupy my attention... do you fret because of what I did, or because you are one of the rare few who actually has the passion to question your elven elders... do you wonder what it is they gave up?"

 

[Kikora]

Titles and positions came easily to Kaura, and they slid from her as easily as named. As did her sense of honor, coming to her as naturally as breathing. It was why even when he turned her back to her, she did not make a move to strike him. She had lost her battle, and bow she was paying the price of failure, defining it further was pointless. She may not like it, but she would be docile wit him.

Slowly he turned to her once more, a pleased look in his eyes. He scanned her body once more, taking in all the details of her figure. Modestly she moved her arms to cover herself more completely, but did not struggle to hide herself, as others might. This too was her new place. He spoke again, and again Kaura waited patiently for him to finish before she thought about her answer. "You speak well." She commented first, tucking her feet under her discretely to keep her legs pressed firmly together. The slight tapping of her finger and furrowing of her brow spoke clearly that she was deep in thought, curious about her answer. Did she want, in some way, to take Teyha's place? Not out of a desire to protect the girl, but to feel the pleasure herself? It was a possibility, she had to admit. A slim one.

She honestly worried for her young friend, and wanted to protect her from that which only offered harm. Like the sinfully tempting man who stood but inches away. "I offer out of love." She said at last. "For a woman who I have seen as closer than family. I offer because I would like to see her smile and not frown."

She looked around the cart with a curious expression, before turning a slight smile upon the man. "It must have been tiring." She said after a moment, a sudden lurching change of subjects back to the previous topic he was trying to stress. "To run the world from the shadows, to create marvelous things, only to have them claimed by another... However." She gave him a sideways glance, as if curious of his reaction to her. "I do not regret joining an army. I cannot agree with one race ruling this planet unopposed. Each of our species is unique and gifted in our own ways, it helps none to enslave the others."

 

[Dampylle]

He actually chuckled a bit at her answer and her question, it was clear to him that even she was not sure of her answer as she spoke it. His mind soaked in the details of her rebuttal and before she had even finished was already formulating numerous responses. This was why his people even with fewer numbers could not seemingly be conquered... where others needed time to plan and prepare the nobility could act swiftly and decisively without sacrificing anything obvious in the act. So first his response to her reasoning would need to be made clear and so even though his voice seemed soft there was an undeniable power and authority to it as he spoke.

"Then your offer has no value to me Kaura, you base it an assumptions of what you think I will do and it has no vested interest on your part... there is no desire or passion in your offer, it is hollow... pleasure as a tool to get what you want is of no interest to me." It was a brutal and blunt statement but that did not detract from its truth, as he saw it she offered herself only because it suited her want for control. It was not out of passion, desire, lust, or even out of service to the one she called master so easily. It seemed to simply be a means to an end for her and that held no appeal for a creature of hunger and desire nor for a predator at the top of the food chain.

He again turned his back on her and walked over to the doorway to gaze out and the lavish furnishings that likely could finance her leaders small rebel army for a time... such was the wealth of the nobility. They had amassed over the centuries such wealth that few could even fathom it. HEr other query still seemed to suggest she was on the fence regarding what to believe about the state of the world and its cause.

"Not particularly, they would not have accepted our help... so it was either let the masses believe others created these things or let the masses suffer without them... a simple case of the lesser of two evils. As I said before the current state is not by design but necessity caused by the uprising of the rebels. Your own people have had a noble cast before... as have the humans... it is no coincidence we are called The Nobility. Citizen and serf were never slaves in the days of old, they were provided for and protected by the nobility... the war your people fight now is not a war of ethics but one of pride. We have provided guidance and benefit for centuries, it was our machines and our science that held dangerous beasts and natural disasters or plagues at bay... just as the old nobles did for those under their protection." He turned to face her once more and if anything he seemed more powerful and regal as he spoke now much like a king addressing the court in some grand ceremony, "The only thing that changed on that day was some among your people and the humans decided that they did not want to admit they had not done all of this, that this vast metropolis was not their design... for the sake of their pride they instead choose to fight, my people only defended ourselves at that time and then reacted to a thread... we had changed nothing about how these cities ran or the lives of those withing them at that time, we had simply revealed ourselves... the strife that exists now is a result of peoples inability to accept the truth"

 

[Kikora]

Had Kaura lied she might have been able to get the control he claimed she wanted. She might have gazed too long at one part or another, coyly turned away, and shyly admitted that she did indeed long for the same passions that her friend did. She would have been a fool for such actions. Blatant lies to stroke an ego, and would not serve to protect her friend in the least. A girl that if she had to guess was hidden under the blankets in the other room. Her sharp ears picked up her even breathing even from this distance, and she smiled slightly, realizing with an odd certainty that she must be sleeping.

"I cannot claim interest were there isn't any." Kaura responded in turn, raising her eyes to meet his. "You are easy on the eyes, powerful, intelligent, but that alone does not drive my passions." For a moment she held her breath, wondering if he might be offended by the bluntness of her statement. Her fingers twitched nervously on her lap, almost trembling for a moment while the air in the cabin grew stale around her.

But she pushed through, managing another trained smile towards him. "I fear that even politicians are prone to corruption and pride." She responded softly, and rose to her feet. "I admit, there seems to be truth to your tale, and I will give it thought. Perhaps I was wrong, my people were deceived." She bowed slightly. "If that is true you have my most humble apology, Master Vampire."

She straightened slowly and took a step towards him, and craned her neck up to meet the giant's eyes, her chin raised high as though the extra quarter inch might make a difference in how he perceived her. "Change comes easily to few." She whispered, another subject change as quick as the shifting of the wind. It seemed this woman often flickered from one thought to the next without much warning to those she was conversing with. "Some take it worst than others, one of your years must realize." She ducked her eyes away for a moment and turned, walking slowly to the far wall. She pressed herself against it hit a moment, her forehead pressed ever so lightly against the wood. "When it happens." She said softly, peeking over her shoulder to view him. "Will you be kind to her? She has lives a pitiful life, she needs no more sorrow." Her head turned slightly more to view the door, hearing the constant shifting, the stir of blankets moving too quickly. Teyha's breath coming slightly quicker, sound pitched high. "She is having a nightmare." Kaura said with absolute certainty. "I would not touch her, were I you."

 

[Dampylle]

He chuckled a bit, it was clear how little they knew of his people when she worried about the nightmare... but he was not yet ready to reveal that particular talent to his slaves but he knew it would soon be put to proper use to calm the troubled woman who lay even now in his bed. HE turned form her and glided with powerful strides towards her door and past it before pausing to call back over his shoulder, "you limit yourself still you know, you should not force restraint where you may not truly desire it... partake of the amenities and then sleep, I can not imagine those cramped halls offered much rest... but do not test my generosity, its abuse would not end well." the way he said it though held no malice and sounded much like a casual statement, as would be expected to newly purchased slaves or servants.

He then closed the door behind him and let it lock soundly, the mimetic metals would adjust to any force applied so there was no chance of escape just as there had been no chance of the chains being broken. He paused at the door to the slumbering Teyha and sent his aura out to her slipping it into her dreams as he closed his eyes and exerted his will to calm her dreams with his power, he knew that it would either calm her dreams or turn them passionate... which occurred though would depend on her reaction to his presence in them even though it remained unseen in her minds eye. If she accepted her desire for him her dreams would likely turn lurid and lustful, if not she would simply sleep more peacefully.

With that set in motion he then continued to the other side of his carriage and into the alcove that yet held the chained Ophelie. Again it was a simple gesture that caused walls and door to form as well as another of those lavish wash tubs. He turned his powerful gaze upon the fiery human... he did not need tricks to read a woman like her though. One with her fire would fight in all things, but she had to know she could not win against him. So there was a good chance that her bravado masked fear or anger at herself for being unable to conquer him. He would not bother to try to explain the truth to her as her instinct was to fight and likewise he would have to make a show of power with her he imagined. So as he stood at her door he casually removed his cloak and the expensive coat he wore, then finally the silk shirt... fully revealed was the massive barrel of his chest, hard chiseled muscle without an ounce of fat... pectorals, abdominals, biceps, and triceps that would make almost any woman drool with desire were lay bare and matched that hauntingly beautiful face.

He walked into the room and took her chain as it was released from the wall and with a flick of his fingers he caused her shackles to vanish before he lead her to the lavish tub. Another flicking gesture and the tub was filling with steaming water. He knew the burlap was not comfortable and had no intent to leave them garbed in it and so for the sake of her pride he left it on as he spoke in powerful tones, "You may wash the filth of that place off, and more suitable garb will be provided... I despise the squalor they impost on people... those who come willingly to serve the nobility do not deserve such, and not even those who are given this choice rather than prison or death deserve better than that filth and squalor... be they loyal or rebel that is simply unacceptable." he finally let the chain dissolve into nothingness as well and then seemed to vanish and reappear at the door, he knew she might lash out and so would not give her an easy chance. A wave of his hand and think silk garments in crimson appeared on her bed, it was clear they would leave little to the imagination and would showcase her charms but they were far better than the sack she wore now. At the same time a similar outfit appeared in Kaura's room only hers was done in deep emerald green.