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Rising Darkness ((Me and Kikora))

Jander smiled and gave her a pleased growl before leaning up to treat her to a heated kiss, it was the sort of kiss that seemed all to fitting to the finish of such a wild and animalistic session of passion. He licked her lips in a rather playful and teasing fashion before leaning down to give a similar lick to each of her still hard nipples as she lay there in the afterglow of that thorough fucking. He withdrew himself slowly from Teyha and then wrapped his massive arms around her and pulled her close to him.

Once he had her in his arms he reached down to retreive the sheets and blankets drawing them up to cover him and Teyha once more with a smile. He chuckled and then kissed her softly again before he spoke softly, "Mmm twas a pleasure and rest assured you pleased your master a great deal... I can see that you need your rest now though, I seem to have worn you out tonight" he let her rest against him as they lay there. He knew that she would need rest soon even though he could remain active for quite some time. He did not think it would be wise to leave her side though tonight... no she had embraced her carnal urges and he would reward her willingness by remaining at her side through the night.

He would have ample time to enjoy his other slaves after all had rested. He knew that the buxom elf Kaura would be next, her fantasy intrigued him given her original response and vehemence in stating that he and his kind were in the wrong. She expressed such extreme dislike all the while holding deep fantasies of being taken by the very creatures she claimed to despise. He looked forward to seeing how that would play out in the short and long term.

But for now he simply stroked Teyha's hair and let her snuggle as close as she wanted to his hulking frame, they would rest here in his bed this night and he would enjoy the feel of his young slave pressed against her master through the night.
 
Teyha eagerly accepted the passionate kiss, returning it with just as much fire as her exhausted body could manage. He broke away, and stole down her body, licking at one nipple then the other before he drew her in close. Their bodies tangled together as he reached down to take his blankets, and drew them up to cover them both in the feathery soft feel of the warm blankets. Never in her life was Teyha so grateful for such common things like a warm bed, and soft pillows. More than that, she was grateful for the man who held her now, his arm wrapped around her as he drew her in close, as they lay together under the blankets.

She knew each of her friends would be taken, but that didn't matter too much to her now. She was taken first, the only non-virgins amongst her friends. There was a strange almost pride to it, that even with the luscious figures of Kaura and Ophelie, their perfect faces... She was the first one taken by their master. She knew it shouldn't, but it made her feel giddy all the same.

She snuggled close to him, and rested her head lightly on his chest, rising and falling with his breath. She pulled the blanket to herself, modest once more, and let herself drift asleep. Even without Jarden's aura her dreams were full of him, just as consumed as Kaura's where. But Kaura's were erotic, and hers were sweet and caring. To one he was a passionate lover and playmate, to the other a dear friend and guardian.

Only Ophelie sat awake on her bunk, waiting for the man to step in once more. She had finally dressed again, but it was in the burlap. She washed it in the tub and wore it dry, too stubborn to don the crimson dress.
 
Jander lay there and let Teyha drift off to the land of dreams as she lay upon him. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of his most eager slave resting against his muscled frame. She had earned her rest and the comfort she seemed to take from snuggling against his titanic frame. As he lay there his minds eye treated him to images from both her dreams and those of Kaura, it was clear to him that Teyha would not turn on him for anything at this point... her submission was not simply some game of passion, it was clear that for her such submission was total and she was quite happy to have done so.

He also noticed that the most stubborn and fiery of the lot yet lay awake. She seemed to thrive on conflict and so no doubt was waiting for his return. He had been one of the chief generals in the defense of the nobility after they revealed themselves so he understood the minds of warriors all to well. Doubly so as it was his masterful tactics that had repelled and routed the initial assaults. She was biding her time in hopes of a victory even though she knew that odds were it would not come and that in the long term she could not win. If Jander had to guess he would also bet she had not donned the dress, convincing herself that such refusal was a small victory.

He would not go to her though, no if your opponent expects or even more wishes a confrontation the most efficient tactic is to deny them. She would further his goals for him as her pride and passion ensured she would wait till exhaustion took her and even then she would likely not sleep deeply or restfully. He would let Ophelie stew in her soundproof cell and when he had rested he would test the waters with Kaura. Only after that would he grant Ophelie an audience. She wished to battle and he would do so but only on his own terms, the battle would be his in the end there was no doubt.
 
Her need fulfilled Teyha only dreamed of being happy in her new life. Change and misery a constant for her, she always looked to the next new step with a note of optimism. It had to get better from there. She imagined herself sitting on Jander's lap, both legs to one side on him, and his mighty arm wrapped around her waist. Jander was laughing, watching as Kaura and Ophelie competed in some of their favorite games. Human games, Elven games, it mattered little to them, they just enjoyed the sport of trying to win. Occasionally the man would tear his eyes from the vixens, and kiss along her neck, nuzzling her with his nose as she laughed to the tickling effect his touches gave. "Stop it!" She whined briefly, but he only smiled and nipped again. Playful, almost loving and kind, that was what she hoped for.


Kaura's dreams were far more erotic. Her vampire love with the the face of her master drew her in even closer, grinning broadly. He drove deep into her, her legs pushed back until she was bent in half. At some point her had tied her wrists together, and strung them above her head, helpless. "Do you like being tied down?" He hissed, and waited for her to gasp "Yes!" Before he drove in once more, his hips slamming into her until she cried out in pain. He smirked at her agony, her cries only serving to drive his lust further.

Moments later, she found herself on her stomach, her bum raised high in the air. His thrusts never slowed as he took her like an animal, huffing and groaning behind her. His hands abused her breasts, thrusting deep again and again until she finally came. "Good slut!" Her dream man growled. "Good little whore! Cum like the dirty slutty bitch you are for me... Such a slut.... If only your teachers could see you now, your body begging for my cum!

In the waking world her sleeping form arched, panting heavily for a few moments. She writhed from the dream sensations, and came, lifting herself off the bed for a few long moments before she collapsed back, spent.



A few minutes passed after Kaura's release, and Teyha stirred on Jander, her eyes opening slowly. "G'morning..." She whispered groggily, managing a slight smile. She clutched the blanket closer, a blush flooding her cheeks. "Did you rest well?"
 
Jander and his kind had far less need for sleep than most realized and so he had spent much of the night peeking in on Kaura and Teyha's fantasies. He had also spent a good deal of time contemplating how to arrange the first steps in Kaura's corruption and his claiming of her. Her fantasies seemed to revolve around sexual domination and being used like a pleasure slut which he found rather ironic considering she was now a slave owned by a powerful vampire noble. In the end he theorized that the direct approach would be quite affective with her and that her earlier offers were no where near as noble as she made them out to be. So he was already quite lucid by the time Teyha woke. His eyes opened slowly and he gave her a smile as he stretched a bit, of course showing off those rippling muscles of his in the process.

"I slept well enough my sweet, I noticed you were quite worn out after our nocturnal activities." He had of course noticed her blush and the way she clutched the blankets, so his comment was of a dual nature. He wished to both answer her questions and remind her of that wild passion. She had submitted true enough but he saw a duality to her, so shy and subdued till she gave in and then wild and seemingly insatiable. He was determined to bring that out in her, it would interest him to see her giggling and sweet even as she caressed his massive cock and thought of riding him... maybe even in front of her friends given time.

He knew that near to them in the other room Kaura yet lay passed out from her night of dream induced pleasure. Soon she would be experiencing quite a bit more. In the meantime he reached up and ran a hand through her hair as he lay there stretching. He would yet give Teyha a few moments to see if she had any ideas for the morning before he implemented any of his own plans.
 
Teyha smiled back at Jarden easily as he stretched, seeing and feeling his muscles dance under her. She sighed slightly, and cuddled closer, enjoying touching him. His answer caused her to flush deeper, and she looked down, unable to hide the pleased look on her face. That was -her- who had done those things, wasn't it. "I was very worn." She told him softly, her eyes flickering up to his every now and then. He ruffled her hair slightly and she laughed, just enjoying the easy interactions between the, no need for sexuality.

She sat up slowly to avoid getting a dizzy head, the blanket still clutched to her chest and looked around the room, taking in the details. She wondered briefly what her friends were doing, guessing based on what she knew of them. Ophelie was likely awake, waiting for the vampire in the bed, glowering. Kaura was either asleep or amusing herself with a trinket or toy she would make.

She smiled to herself, and shook her head at the stubbornness of her friends. She moved slowly, feeling the wetness still between her legs, where he had sprayed a copious amount of cum in her. She ignored it for now, and pulled herself slowly from the bed to dress. She pushed herself to her feet, and promptly collapsed back onto the bed again, staring up at a black ceiling as she waited for her senses to return.

Damn anemia.

Back in the army she received iron supplements regularly, and loaded her plate full of foods that would help with her condition. Gradually her dizzy spells grew less frequent, until she could move without concern of loosing her strength. The slave-shop offered her none of that. They simply dished out what they had to anyone, and didn't pay much mind when a mean spirited slave snatched the food from another, and never did they replace a bowl when it landed on the ground. As long as the slaves were healthy enough for sale, they were content.

Add that to her recent drainings, and her head swam, unable to understand where she was or what she was doing. "I moved too fast." She murmured out loud, her voice returning to her ears when seconds later the world lit to life again around her.
 
Jander reached over and guided her back onto the bed as she slipped and collapsed, it was clear she needed more rest at the very least. He pulled the sheets and blankets back over her and then stood and stretched, not the least bit concerned with his nudity as he stood there in all his glory, and then bent down to retrieve his undergarments and slacks. He layed them on the foot of the bed and then walked over to a wall which rippled and opened before him. He drew out a bottle of red wine followed by a variety of fruits and then cured meats and fine breads. Though none of it was heated it was still a lavish breakfast. Where soldiers at most could hope for basic jerky and tack bread, maybe a bit of fruit leather if they were fortunate, this was akin to gourmet traveling fare by comparison. He lay it out on a silver platter with a matching silver goblet and set it all upon the nightstand beside Teyha before he spoke.

"It is clear you need to rest and have something to eat, remain here while I check on your friends... I can not have my little nymphette passing out on me after all now can I Teyha?" He closed the strange compartment and left her to rest and enjoy her lavish breakfast, his motions as always were elegant and unnatural making him seem to literally glide from the room and back out into the main chamber closing the door behind him. The sound proofing technology affected all the walls so there was no chance that the others would even see him coming.

So Jander made his way to the room where Kaura yet slept. He smiled noting that she was already in the emerald green dress he provided though it did nothing to hide her ample curves. His keen senses also noted the trace scents in the air that suggested her dreams had quite the profound affect on her. He smirked knowing that from her fantasies she had spent the night picturing him in far less than he wore now so he had no worry about letting her see his chiseled torso and arms, in fact he was hoping it would stir memories of her fantasies when he woke her. He moved towards her bed and cleared his throat a bit seeing if it would wake the still slumbering elf.
 
Teyha slid under the sheets easily, her senses returning to her in a matter of seconds. Jander was perfectly calm, helping cover her before retrieving his clothes, stretching shamelessly before her. She had to admit, she stole a look or two at him as he moved, his massive cock swinging flaccid once more. He didn't seem disturbed by her looking, and simply waved his hand, and a platter of foods and wine appeared. He picked out fresh fruits and breads, curred meats, and placed it all on the platter, which he set on the bedside, closing the compartment where he had retrieved it from.

Teyha gave him a grateful smile, and watched him dress, speaking quietly to her with a grace unlike any she had seen before. "Just a dizzy spell, but thank you." She told him softly, smiling as he moved to check on Kaura. "Good luck!" She called, smiling brightly at him as he left her. She spent a moment staring before she lifted herself to her elbows, and began to eagerly eat, ignoring the wine, the last thing she wanted was to overindulge on drink and have her master return to a drunk pet.



The sound of a throat clearing cut into Kaura's senses, sharpened from the time in their war. She sat upright quickly, and glanced around the room, her eyes landing on the vampire before her almost immediately. "Good morning, Master." She said evenly, her voice trained and even. She couldn't hide the flush of her cheeks though, the way they heated to have Jarden so tantalizingly close, and already half undressed. Her mind went immediately to the dream, and what she imagined of them there. 'Fool!' She snapped to herself mentally, 'Forget that, or he will exploit your weakness!'

Calmly she pulled a thin sheet from the bed, and wrapped it around herself like a shawl, the thin material blanketing around her to cover her curves once more. Satisfied she stood, and curtsied, holding out the edge of the sheet as if she were in a fine gown. "I trust your evening went well?" She asked, sitting lightly on the edge of her bed. She was no fol, she heard what he and Teyha were speaking of before the sound cut off, her last question before nothing but silence sounded from the other room. No doubt he had enjoyed the young human fully, the only question in her mind was if Teyha had. "And how is she?" She asked at last, raising her eyes to meet his, slightly anxious. "You did not harm her?"
 
Jander of course noticed the flush to the curvaceous elves cheeks, she was struggling with her own desires it seemed already and that boded quite well for what he had planned. He noted as well her concern though it was clear she had an inkling of what had happened the night before and so no doubt knew that one of her friends was now very much his. He decided to work her subtly at first and build into a more blatant approach, so for now he redoubled the intensity of that subtle aura that stirred her dark passions and fantasies... using what he now knew to stealthily draw her sinful and erotic dreams to the surface as she stood before him.

"indeed it did, and she is quite well... resting comfortably with a smile and a meal when i left... though I myself am rather parched, she however needs time to recover." He let the implication of his thirst hang in the air for a time. Jander wanted to see how she reacted to it given her own fantasies, weather she would deny herself or if she would try to justify indulging in her fantasy.

He moved closer till once more he was within arms reach of her just like the night before. Except this time his rippling muscles and chiseled physique were on complete display for the flushed young elf. The powerful vampire did not use any tricks though just yet, nothing beyond stirring her own fantasies and drawing them to the surface at least. This was like a game of chess to him, and right now he was laying the bait to see if she would rise to it on her own first... it entertained him to test her hungers as such. If nothing else he knew from her fantasies that she would likely respond to more forceful application of his aura with wild abandon so he had other options if need be.
 
Kaura nodded slowly, her eyes softening some when she learned her friend was well. "A smile and a meal." She repeated softly to herself, gazing at the door longingly, as if wishing alone could grant her the power to see right through it to her young friend. She ached to leave and check on her, to see if she was well, but forced herself to remain still. She knew Teyha well enough that she had no doubt she'd be angry if Kaura fretted too much. For all her sweet timidness, Teyha had a temper that the Elf could not believe.

She shifted her blanket briefly, making a small sound in the back of her throat when he mentioned his thirst, something that could mean anything. "Do you carry fresh blood with you on trips?" She questioned, leveling her gaze to his. Her mind floated again the the images of her dream, of his fangs piercing into her skin to draw out her blood. She shook her head lightly, forcing the very memory from her mind. She would not allow herself to dwell on it, nor would be let the vampire know she fantasised about it! She paused for a moment to calm her breath, keeping herself the image of tranquility. "If not, I suppose you could drink from either Ophelie or myself. But Ophelie would be inclined to fight and rip her neck, rather than let you drink from her properly."

She warned him lightly, and leaned against the wall, tearing her eyes from him to keep from remembering the dream. It was the closest she would come to offering her blood to him, whether she wanted to or not. What kind of woman would it make her if she openly offered her blood? Many might say a hypocrite, fighting passionately against vampires, while craving the release of their bite. The truth, far simpler, was that she had no quarrel with individual vampires. She wanted to feel the sting of a bit, her blood draining slowly from her to feed another being, her most precious life force essential to survival. The very thought made her shiver in excitement, overly aware of the dampness between her thighs once more. No, she was fascinated by vampires, to the point that even she found it ridiculous. She simply did not like the way they threw the world into turmoil. Playing possum for centuries, and suddenly springing to life again, their secret leaders.

He moved forward slowly, his body rippling with power and untold amounts of strength. Hulking, handsome, and deadly powerful. Kaura swallowed and ignored his muscles and his strength. She forced herself into a place of bliss for herself, one that had nothing to do with sexuality. Slowly, she returned his gaze to him, but while she looked at him, her alertness was gone. She watched with a dreamy look on her face, her lips twitched up into a slight smile. She looked at him and past him at once.
 
Jander had to force himself not to chuckle or smile, she was playing into the standard elvish practices and in a way her own fantasy without even realizing it. To him it was clear from her dreams that what she wanted was to have that calm and control stripped from her... it was almost as much a facination as her fixation on vampires was. In resorting to those calming medetations it was almost as if she on some subconscious level hoped they would be stripped from her. The subtlety of her other comments did not go unnoticed either, she was implying he should feed from her rather than from her human friend. He also noticed how she forced herself to look away, yes her dreams had clearly affected her and she was struggling to resist those images.

He decided he would not only feed on her, but as he did he would make a statement that made it clear he saw the truth in her comment and accepted her willing offer of her own blood. He would strip away the justifications and self imposed delusions of the act and would give her the very thing she dreamed of. So as she sat calmly he moved closer knowing his body still held a masculine musk and leaned down to her neck as he kissed at her supple throat and spoke softly in those powerful tones of his that seemed to slip so easily into women's thoughts.

"I will accept your willing offer then Kaura, veiled though it may be by your pride... Such an offer is rare after all, a woman willing to feed her vampire master." He did not give her a chance to respond as those kisses changed, his fangs were bared and then he sank them swiftly into the delicate column of her neck. He drank from her deeply knowing full well that his dark kiss would drive her wild, that her meditation would be shattered by carnal pleasure washing over her body. He also let his aura flair slightly focusing it on her, she had fantasized about being taken by a vampire and he would give her at least a small taste of it to see her response before he resorted to fully unleashing his presence on her... he wanted to see if she would embrace her fantasy without such force.
 
She tried not to tense as the vampire drew ever closer, and it took effort to keep her hands folded in her lap, shaking slightly. She was anxious she realized, somewhere in the back of her mind, almost frightened. She remembered well the look of bliss on Teyha's face when she was bitten into, how blissful and happy she seemed. Would she too be taken so completely by the aphrodisiac charm of his bite? She tried not to dwell on it, holding herself perfectly still as Jarden began to kiss on her neck, and she denied the goosebumps and shivers that rose on contact. She did not enjoy this, she refused.

He spoke softly to her before biting down, and she only had a second to think. 'I am doing this for my friends!' She shouted in her own mind. 'Teyha's been drained, Ophelie would fight herself to the grave.'

That didn't stop the overwhelming pleasure. A single soft moan was released from her lips as the pleasure overwhelmed her, crushing in from every side to swirl inside her, untamed and animal-like. Urges to offer herself to him now surfaced, to take him in her hands as she had dreamed of once. Stroke, tease, and tempt until he made her his. She ignored it, to the point that she physically ached. She bit the inside of her cheek until she tasted blood, her eyes glued straight in front of her stubbornly. She posture never broke, through it trembled and threatened to. Her shaking fingers released the sheet though, and it fell and crumbled around her, forgotten.
 
Jander drank deeply as she moaned and quivered beneath him, she was struggling to maintain her control... he was not surprised. Her fantasy was to have her pride and control stripped form her not offer it up willingly. So he would give her just that, like an incubus creeping into her bedchamber at night he would make her fantasy real and he would do it here and now. So he cast his restraint to the wind and let the full force of his aura fall squarely upon Kaura. He let it force her fantasies and desires to the surface subtly even as that raw and powerful allure washed over her. This was the full power of a greater noble, sufficient to drive entire harems mad with lust... but here it was focused upon Kaura alone.

As the sheet fell it was swiftly replaced with the strong hands of her master, powerful and dominant caresses that teased her full breasts through the thin silk of her dress. He slowed his drinking of her so that he could prolong the dark kiss, he would let that pleasure inducing venom flow freely even as his aura worked to wake her dark desires and drive her wild with lust. Even before he began to caress her lush curves it had been a three pronged attack but now she was assaulted with pleasure in every way.

One hand slid down to caress her hip with tantalizing skill, the other hand fondling and caressing her full breasts possessively. He was taking a very dominant role and working to strip her restraint and pride to way as he played her body in ways only a master of such carnal arts could do. He could feel his own monstrous lusts growing as he worked her ample curves and channeled those raw animalistic urges through his aura and into the woman now clutched in his arms.
 
Kaura was dumped in a world of sensations, and feelings, and desires that she had no hope of conquering. A river of pleasure that flooded to her very core, to rise up again, and attack. His mighty aura crushed hers, bending into her to awaken her desires. She was in her dream once more, taken by the vampire from the trees, and laid under him in he grass. He touched her, trailing his hands over her bosom, feeling, exploring possessively, like he was their owner. Her blood drained from her, and with every drop came a blessed pleasure that she could not name. This was what she wanted so desperately. This was what her body craved.

For several long minutes she let it wash over her. Her head tilted back slightly as she started at the ceiling, her eyes half lidded with pleasure. He fondled her openly, his skilled hands awakening her pleasure, her drive and desire. "Master..." She somehow managed to whisper as his fingers dipped low, feeling him begin to rub her thighs as he drank, caressing her gently, lustfully. Anticipation raged through her, curious what he would do next with her, wanting to know now.

And just as suddenly, her senses began to return. Drawn from an inner source she wasn't aware she had, and fighting to gain power over her master's attack of lust. A trembling hand landed on each of his, trying to pull him away slowly. "Y... you...." She stuttered, unable to speak clearly with the battle raging within her. "I... sss....sssaid to drink fff-fffrom me...." She continued. "Not this... I... I'm nnnot ready...."
 
Jander new that this was a turning point. Her fantasy as he had seen it included having her pride and control stripped away though hers was not want of pure domination. He needed to break her resistance not her will and so he forced more of his passion and power into that aura, he knew his venom flowed through her veins fully now and so licked close the wound on her neck before kissing and licking skilfully up along her delicate neck to whisper huskily into her ear in those soft and powerful tones that seemed to slip into her mind as easily as her own thoughts.

"Are you so sure Kaura? I saw the look in your eyes when I tasted Teyha... oh not the obvious one you wanted to show me... no the veiled glances when you thought no one was looking. The longing looks that said you wished it was you receiving my dark kiss and each caress of my powerful hands. You struggle even now not so much against me, but against yourself. You let your pride limit you and prevent you for taking and enjoying what you want. Why deny yourself Kaura? Why let repressed elders dictate what you can or can not enjoy? Why let them tell you what passions you should crave or savor?"

Now it was Jander who knowingly mimicked her fantasy. Looming over her with his hulking frame he lay her back upon the bed leaning over her. His hands remained possessive and powerful in their caresses as he climbed onto the bed and then leaned down to kiss and nip teasingly at her neck, his fangs dancing against her skin with promises of more dark pleasure. He worked his lips slowly first down along her neck to kiss and lick teasingly along the deep valley of her cleavage and then back up to her full and pouty lips where he silenced her cries with a deep and powerful kiss. If she thought it was difficult to resist his aura when he stood or hold her, it now seemed almost as if that potent and powerful aura with is essence of allure and passion was pouring directly from his lips via that deep kiss and directly into her.
 
Her weak and half hearted protests didn't slow the vampire one bit. He drank a bit more, and she shivered when he withdrew his fangs, feeling every millimeter of his teeth leaving her flesh. She shivered once more, and looked up in joy, letting bliss surround and overwhelm her. She sighed softly, but he wasn't done yet. He moved up to her delicate and sensitive ear, and whispered to her, his breath hot on its shell, and she shivered again, eyes wide by his closeness.

She allowed herself to consider his words, and what they meant. Was she fighting solely against him for the same of her upbringing? This is how a proper elf should present herself, and no one dares to fight it? She honestly didn't know. Weren't virtues about who raised you, rather than what you yourself desire? The older and wiser helping instruct and guide the younger.... But he didn't have to pause, she reminded herself. His caresses and questions were for her sake. He was making her comfortable with the prospect of sex with him. After all, he could take her at any point he wanted, or discard her if she displeased him. It w as the power that came with owning someone, you needn't ask their permission.

Yet, he did.

Even as he pushed her down and moved to her breasts she was sure that she could make him leave, she could grow angry and shout, and she was sure he would abandon his efforts, assured that she did not want for him. She didn't, her protests were weak and feebly, dropping from her lips without the luxury of thought behind them. "Please stop, I just said a bite, I don't want this.... I'm a proper Elven woman.... I don't deny myself because i don't want it!" She lied, and trembled, her protests bit short by his kiss, and she was drowning in pleasure once more. Slowly, a hand rose, and it rested weakly on his shoulder, unsure whether to push or pull.
 
Jander heard the quiver of want in her voice, the uncertainty in her words and how lightly her hand rested upon his chiseled physique. He climbed atop her, mirroring the scene from her dream, and reached a hand up to run it through her hair as he continued that heated and passionate kiss. He was tempted to call her lover as her dream version had but did not want to push to hard less she panic. So instead he held that kiss and delicately parted her lips so that he could rub his tongue lightly against hers. He stroked that powerful hand through her hair and pulled her passionately to his hugely muscled frame.

He remembered in her dream he was an animal, he used and claimed her body fully stripping away her pride and restraint... in the dream he treated her like a slut and she loved it. No that was not entirely correct either he had to admit, her dream lover treated her like his personal slut and she loved it. That was the difference here, he was still treating her like a woman and in her fantasy she was treated like a wanton wench in heat. The version of him in her dream did not worry about comfort at all but rather stripped her defenses away with caresses and kisses and made her his.

So with her voluptuous body pressed tightly to his rock hard flesh her let his hand slip between her thighs to stroke possessively. He felt her wetness there and smiled growling huskily into the kiss as his fingers sought out and found her sensitive clit and began to work it with consummate skill. He broke the kiss only to lean down so he could bite and lick roughly and passionately at her swollen nipples through the thin fabric of her dress... and then he pushed that fabric aside so as he resumed he could taste her flesh with each and every lick.

Finally he spoke in a husky and lust filled voice, "Methinks thou dost protest to much... you feebly cry out but your body is primed and craving more, I fear that deep down my buxom elf is a slut for her masters touch... luckily your master knows exactly what to do with slave sluts." Now he let his aura flare powerfully and cascade over Kaura like a tidal wave as his hand worked her dripping folds and his lips worked her heaving breasts. His fangs soon teased her nipples, scraping over them mockingly with the promise of that dark kiss upon her sensitive and abundant mounds of breast flesh.
 
For a moment their tongue danced and played in her mouth, and she let out a soft moan, enjoying the teasing embrace. Slowly it became more and more aggressive, his tongue seeking hers out, playing roughly with it, while his fingers slid through her hair, undoing the braid with every pull. She was coming undone, just as she had in her dream, and she loved it.

He moved closer to her, drawing her in as his aura washed over time and again, consuming all her senses. She whimpered and groaned the more he worked, his hand sliding between her legs, and finding the moist core waiting for her there. She gave a muffled cry against his lips, her hips bucking slightly against his hand, desperate for more sensation. He was only too eager to give her more, pressing and swirling her fingers expertly around her, showing her the depth of passion that she never allowed for herself. He was forcing it onto her, just like in her many fantasies, and it made her heart sound out an erratically fast beat in her chest.

He spoke to her lowly, his voice dripping with lust, and her heart skipped another beat at his words. Slut. She shivered, and let him work with her breasts, scrapping the sensitive nipple with the points of his fangs. "Master." She whimpered, her legs spreading wider to give him access to her entire womanhood. "I'm not supposed to..." She whispered, eyes wide and locked on the ceiling overhead. "I'm an Elf... I'm a rebel... I wont be made a slut."
 
He growled passionately as she continued to try and convince herself, for it was all to clear to him that her words were not for his benefit but her own. As she spread her legs for him he pressed his middle digit into her dripping folds even as his thumb and index finger pinched and worked the swollen and sensitive clit. His fangs danced teasingly over her had nipples and then down to trace along the deep valley of her cleavage. Once he had fully unbound the braids of her hair he gripped her hair roughly and leaned up to kiss her hungrily again. He forced his tongue past her lips once more to roughly and aggressively explore her mouth with that hungry and passionate kiss.

He allowed that heated kiss to continue undaunted, savoring each and every time she moaned into that passionate kiss. His tongue explored and wrestled with hers as he literally seemed to lay claim to her mouth even as his skilled hand was working to lay claim to her dripping folds. He growled into the kiss with a smile, this was exactly what he had been hoping for when he came to her this morning... her fantasy made real was driving her wild and even her token struggles were beginning to collapse before the onslaught of her deepest and most secret fantasy.

"Who are you trying to convince my wanton elven slut... your pussy is literally dripping for your master, you quake with pleasure and passion making your big firm tits heave and bounce in time to each pleasure filled moan that issues from your pouty lips... no one is making you a slut Kaura, you have always been your masters horny slave slut... you were just afraid to admit it to yourself before" Jander took one of her hands and guided it down to the truly massive bulge that strained his expensive trousers, pressing her hand firmly to that throbbing cock separated only by two layers of extravagant fabric. He then decided to borrow another page from her fantasy... and so he actually stripped himself fully so that he stood naked. He took her hand and wrapped it around his cock before spreading her legs and rubbing the bulbous head of that giant slab of man meat against her dripping folds as he leaned up to whisper to her in husky tones, "So tell me Kaura... tell your master... what are you?"
 
Kaura was losing control, and she knew it, he knew it. She spread her legs, and he aggressively pushed forward, a finger pushing inside of her as he pinched and rolled her clit expertly, making her hips buck again. He continued to abuse her breasts, sliding his fangs across him while Kaura shivered in delight, moaning loudly to his every touch. He grabbed a handful of her hair, and they met again in a passion filled kiss, his tongue forcing it's way into her mouth to complete overwhelm her, and force the sensations into her body. She moaned in delight, the domination and power almost too much for the girl to stand already. He growled, and advanced further into her mouth, wrestling for dominance against her tongue, fighting for it, and slowly he achieved it.

He pulled away long enough to growl at her again, his hand finding hers, and forcing it onto his pulsing length. Her eyes grew large, she had no idea it would be that big! She felt him slowly, touching and feeling him through his clothes. How could something so gigantic fit inside her? How the hell did it fit inside Teyha?! She stared in open amazement when he took it further still, actually pulling off his clothes so he was naked over her. She could see his massive length completely exposed, over a foot of thick, pulsing meat. She swallowed, unable to take her eyes off him as he took her hand again, and put it on him.

Her fingers wrapped around him, squeezing lightly, and she stroked once, and again, feeling how incredibly hard he was, how the raised veins of his massive length would give her pleasure. He pushed forward, through her fingers until he touched her womanhood, and she jumped at the contact, his naked cock pressing to her sensitive folds. "I'm..." She whispered back, her voice soft and weak, compared to his husky tone. "I'm your... Your slave whore." She breathed the last in a barely audible and fast whisper, and clasped a hand over her mouth, unable to believe she said it aloud.
 
Jander smiled and growled, her answer is exactly what he wanted to hear and as she admitted it for the first time he pressed the head of that gigantic cock into her spreading the lips of her virgin pussy as he sunk just the head into her at first wanting to tease her further. He enjoyed the way his massive slab of meat slid between her fingers to press into the velvet grip of her soaking folds. As he gave her that first teasing taste of his member he pulled her hand away from her mouth and again claimed her lips in a heated and passionate kiss, leaning forward to do so though forced the first inch or two of that immense cock into her sensitive pussy. His hands came up to fondle her large breasts, stroking and pinching at her hard nipples before rolling them skillfully working to drive her wild as a reward for her admission. With a wolfish and hungry smile he broke the kiss and looked down upon her pleasure wracked body and spoke once more in those husky tones.

"That is right my horny cock hungry elf... you are my lusty whore... my willing personal slut... and you love it don't you? Do you love finally giving in and being my wild slut?" As he waited for her answer he rolled his hips a bit to tease her with that first few inches, just shy of claiming her cherry with that mammoth dick of his, and leaned down to drag his fangs over her nipples again. He then flicked her hard nipples with his tongue and and then began to bite and kiss hungrily at her neck once more. As he worked his lips along her delicate neck his fangs often teased her supple flesh with the promise of another feeding.

Jander's mind was fast at work even as he enjoyed claiming the voluptuous elf beneath him. He could tell she was giving into her fantasy now and with it her desire to actually have him take her fully. He remembered how lurid and sinful her dreams were, this would only be the start for her he was sure... in those dreams she was fucked like a bitch in heat and loved it, she begged to be filled with cum and make to scream in pleasure. He knew if she embraced this first bit he would reward her both with the dark kiss she craved and by filling her fully with his exceptional cock. He would gladly help her become the very woman she dreamed of being and would enjoy every minute of it.
 
Kaura wasn't sure why she gave the man what he wanted, but he growled in satisfaction, his battle won. He pushed forward through her fingers, to press into her womanhood. The giant spearhead of his cock pushed into her, spreading her flesh folds, and entering her womanhood. She gasped and arched, her body tensing under his giant body, so incredibly ready. He pushed up to her virtue, resting there, Kaura's pussy clenching desperately over him, needing more. He fondled her ample breasts, rolling her nipples expertly, sending shivers through her. Her mouth was slightly agape, a soft moan sounding as her body adjusted to just what he had pushed in already.

He kissed her roughly again, silencing her moans by driving his tongue into her once more, claiming it as his territory. He owned her, every part, and now that she acknowledged her interest he was showing her the depths of his passion. Still, he seemed to want more, and he broke the kiss, grinning down at her like a predator looking at its next meal. Her fingers stroked him lightly as he spoke, squeezing his length, masturbating him while he rested the head of his mighty cock inside of her. She bit her lip lightly, trying to think, but it was a difficult task with his fangs teasing her pulse once again.

The worst part, she knew she was high on him. Drunk on his bite, overwhelmed by his aura, forced to confront her own desires, but that didn't make this any easier. She still craved him, needed him more than she could remember longing for anything in the past. "I love it." She confessed, her voice tiny and weak. "I... Shouldn't... But I do."
 
He felt her wet folds gripping him and seeming to pulse with want for more as he rolled his hips. He heard her final confession and so decided to reward her for her bravery in admitting it. He slowly began to work inch after inch of his massive cock into her and as he broke her maiden head he sank his fangs in once more drinking lightly from her. It occurred to him that now they mimicked her fantasy almost perfectly... so he continued to drink from her as he began to pump his cock into her tight folds all to willing to make her fantasy a reality and give her exactly what she had dreamed of for so long. He kept his thrusts slow and even till he was sure she had adjusted to his immense size and only then did he stop feeding and lick her wounds clean while at the same time he began to piston his length and girth more powerfully into her dripping folds. He let his hands slide down to fondle her lush rear and pull her powerfully against his thrusts as her legs were spread to either side of him.

"There is nothing wrong with it Kaura, you are who you are and you are what you are... I for one am quite pleased with you my lusty elven whore, and you can rest assured your master will be sure to give you plenty of what you need... and will gladly enjoy your slutty antics whenever he can."

Jander gripped her hips and began to give her the sort of primal fucking she had been dreaming about the night before, he drove his length into her hard and fast loving the way she quaked in pleasure beneath him. He leaned down to kiss and suck at first her heaving breasts and then at her neck and then finally he ran his tongue teasingly along the beautiful elves pouty lips as if teasing her with the promise of another kiss... and that is exactly what he meant that lick to be. He wanted to see if she could make that last step in embracing her fantasy and lean up to kiss him herself, if she could return his passion and begin to fuck back like the slut in her dreams.
 
'This has to be a dream' She thought to herself as Jander fed, rocking his hips forward. In one long move he pushed through her, tearing her virginity and burying his mighty cock deep inside of her womanhood. She gasped, her body tensing and relaxing a few times as she struggled to accommodate for his enormous size. He pushed in deeper and deeper until she had to pull her hand away, and finally their hips met. Kaura moaned loudly, her eyes wide and locked on the ceiling above, her chest heaving. Slowly he began to move, drawing out as he shivered, only to push back again, long and steady pulls to ease her into womanhood. Her whimpers of pain began to melt away slowly, replaced by soft gasps as he filled her, and she rocked slightly in time with him, steadily grinding her hips as he gained speed, withdrawing his fangs from her as his passion grew. His mighty hands trailed down her to clutch her round bottom, fondling her possessively as he used his grips to thrust harder and harder.

She wrapped her legs around him, and moaned softly, her breath coming in short pants as he spoke again, and she nodded slightly, letting the words sink into her mind. No shame in this, no shame in enjoying another's body, human, elf, or vampires, as long as she was just his. She was her master's slutty Elf, no one else's.

He gripped her harder and thrust in with wild abandon, filling her completely, only to yank himself almost free and do it again. "Master!" She cried as the fucking gained intensity, and she rocked slightly again him, her cheeks burning in embarrassment as he licked and kissed her breasts, enjoying them for a few long moments while he fucked her like the whore they both knew she was. Her back arched, and she gave a cry of joy, so very close. When he brought his head up again, licking across her lips lightly, it was too much for her to take. She captured his lips in hers, and kissed him deeply.
 
Jander smiled as she leaned up to capture his lips with her own. HE kisses Kaura back deeply and passionately even as she thrust herself upon his member and began to eagerly fuck him in return. With her legs wrapped around his waist he let his hands slide down to roughly caress and fondle her lush heart shaped rear. He groped and fondled her ass possessively using the leverage to drive himself roughly and powerfully into her dripping folds as she began to moan and call him master more openly and passionately. Any doubts that she would embrace her dream and fantasy were banished in that moment as she was indeed the wild and slutty elf she dreamed of being. He enjoyed the sight of her arching her back and the way it thrust her large breasts out as if offering them to her master in her passion.

He could tell from the way her tight cunt quaked around his thick cock that she was close to her first earth shattering climax fucking her master. Sensing how close she was he redoubled his efforts truly pounding into her with long forceful strokes as one hand came up to tweak and roll her swollen clit. He remembered one other moment from her dream and so he spoke words she had only dreamed of hearing while being so thoroughly fucked by her new master.

He growled in a husky tone, "Cum for me slut, I want to see my elf whore cum all over my fat cock.. cum for your master and show me how much you love being ravaged by your masters cock."

He said it knowing she was his slut, her fantasies made it clear that as wanton and wild as she was... she was only like that for her master. She would be his personal plaything and would love every minute of it and that was perfect for him... he had her to act as the total nympho slut when he needed a sinful session of raw fucking and she would no doubt still take care of his more fragile slave. Meanwhile the shy Teyha would see to his needs like a true slave girl... all that was left was to find where the fiery Ophelie would fit into this new harem for their vampire lord.
 
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