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To Disappear (kikora and Z.G.)

"Oh, yes, you do," he noted at her nodding. The vampire firmly pulled back Kaura's hips, so that she was aligned just so with his thick member and pushed in. Abel reached around Kaura's pale waist and down to her clit, rubbing her clit as he moved in and out of her, backwards and forwards within her. His mouth found her ear and lightly sucked on the tip, doing almost everything in his power to push her over the edge. His mouth brushed against her ear before he whispered, "Isn't that good? Can't you feel me inside of you, filling you up, rubbing against you?"
 
He spoke quietly into her ear, and Kaura was unsure of his tone for a moment. Condescending? Smug? Reassuring? She didn't know, nor did she have time to consider it. Before she had a chance to think or react Abel's hands found her waist, and he pulled her back, lining up with her easily. He spared no time burying himself deep inside her folds, and began to thrust powerfully. Kaura's fingers tightened, scratching helplessly against herself as she writhed under his powerful thrusts. She bit back a moan when the vampire moved down, stroking her clit as he pushed into her again and again, thrusting hard.

He leaned forward, and again whispered in her ear, keeping her from distracting herself by bringing attention back to the feelings he caused. She hesitated in answering before nodding, refusing to do more. 'I will not be mated with in contempt....' She reminded herself, choking back sounds of pleasure, staying ever stoic. 'Never in hate.'
 
Thus far his off the cuff plan didn't seem to be going so well. He moved his wet hand from Kaura's sex and wiped it off across her stomach to add as a reminder once it dried on her. Abel's finger slowly scratched at Kaura's firm rear before slapping her, falling into an easy rhythm with his thrusting. If nothing else he had noted Kaura's throat moving behind his thrusts and caresses, the carefully calculated placement of his hands, his lips, to excite and titillate. When he bent his forehead to press against Kaura's thick hair. His whispers continued unabated, "When you felt your entire body contract around me," his lips brushed against her sensitive ear, his breathing thick and wanting, "don't you want to feel that again?

"Just you and me, our bodies melting together."
 
What did he want? To torture her with pleasure, to humiliate and degrade her until she was honorless and without pride? She had suspected that was it, but the more he spoke with her, the less sure she was about her initial assumptions. He slammed deep into her, and bent forward to whisper in her ear, his voice full of lust and want, urging her to enjoy the pleasure... And it was hard not to. Every part of her ached to grind her hips, to thrust into him, and moan loudly, to accept his mating. Her drug crazed mind screamed for it, and she was unsure what part of her was holding back, how after two long bites she was able to resist even this much.

Not in anger. She tried to say, the gag in her mouth muffling her words to something barely recognisable. "noo iii aahder..." She cried, bowing her head. "Noo in sshite..." Not in spite. It was all the could do to preserve her honor, the only freedom she had in this world. She would not allow herself to enjoy being taken out of hate.
 
"If you only wiggled your hips," he took hold of Kaura's warm thighs and swished them in a circle, then again and again, slowly grinding her flesh against his. "Just like that, except maybe faster?" Abel swiveled her hips around his cock once again, moving into a faster beat. He planted a kiss on the pale flesh of her neck, and another at the base of her spine, "Then my hands would be free to hold you. To touch you. To rub warmth into your flower. To spank you, pull your hair, to scratch you."

He took a deep breath before he let himself get carried away. "Then my hands would be free to show you that pleasure again. So that we could create another masterwork of feeling."
 
'You hate me!' She protested, in that garbled, hard to understand reply the gag forced her to make. She whimpered against the tree, her eyes squeezed shut as he swirled his massive cock deep inside of her. He swirled her hips, grinding her back against him, and she couldn't hold back a slight whimper at the sensation as he rubbed against her clit, and pounded against her welts. He planted kisses on her, and spoke softly, all so tender so loving, but she was right, wasn;t she? 'You despise me...' She repeated, barely able to hold back a moan, and despite her best efforts, her hips moved slightly, the faintest grind against him.
 
Kaura was making some sort of noise now. Almost as though she thought she could talk to him. Abel would not remove her gag for quite some time, until he was able to find a way to perhaps muffle her power or something. Somewhere without that amount of living things. It was, however, a pleasant feeling to feel her rub against him, almost as if she forgot she wasn't supposed to. This was precisely what he was aiming for. He let his hands slide up the elf's curvy hips, her obliques, to her chest and then back down, caressing her to provoke a shiver. A little shiver of feeling outside of pleasure, to make it that much sharper. "If you just wiggle your hips like that, we can really play."

One of his hands drifted to back to her pert breast and squeezed her nipple, quickly pinching it. "Don't you like that? When the pain and the pleasure mingles together, becomes inseparable and the stronger for it?"
 
Abel's hands ran down Kaura's body, stroking and teasing, coaxing her to feel more, and it broke down the barriers she worked so hard to put in place. His every touch, the way he handled her, it was all so magnificent that despite all her efforts she had to submit to it. She moaned, a soft and longing sound of her pleasure as he pinched her nipple. It became a war with herself to try to stop the invading pleasure, to halt the ecstasy that forced itself upon her, and she was losing now. The slight grind of her hips against his and occasional moan spoke well of just how badly she was failing. 'Please not in anger.' She cried, trembling slightly, wishing he could understand her..

Her hands clenched down onto her arms, squeezing tightly in an attempt to gain control of herself. Not that it seemed to affect the sensations in the slightest.
 
"Good, now I can play with you," Abel whispered in Kaura's ear, sounding incredibly pleased with her decision to bend her sinuous body against his, to fall into the game of pleasure. He twisted the crinkly skin of Kaura's hard nipple as he rammed into her, moving in rhythm against her. This was how was to break her, by combining that pleasure and pain. By whispering dirty, suggestive things into her ears? It seemed to so wonderful to be the little devil on her shoulder, twittering poison in her ear. But at the same time, his fingernails scratching over the welts on his thighs as he moaned into her ear, that was priceless to him.
 
A second low moan echoed deep inside Kaura's throat as Abel twisted her nipple, shooting that glorious pain against her again. Her hips bucked in response, as if completely on their own. She grinded against him, her toes curling in pleasure. It was all glorious, all blissful and unspeakably arousing. She groaned softly, and arched high, unable to hold back her pleasure anymore. She was so close to cresting now, and his fingers scraping along her welts only served to peak her higher, until she teetered on the edge.

She panted, and moaned, her chest heaving as the pleasure coursed through her. 'Not like this... Not like this...' She mumbled against the gag, shaking her head as she tried, desperately, to keep from crashing into the orgasm.
 
When the vampire neared his peak he threw back his hips and slammed into her ass, pinching one of Kaura's hard nipples and scratching her welts. His breathing became heavy, labored, before a sultry moan ripping from his lips, a purr resembling a growl issuing from his throat as his warm, impotent seed splashed inside of the elf. He ground his hips against as he came, almost as if he could push her over with him. "You're just so tight," he whispered into the bound and gagged woman's ear lasciviously.
 
Kaura held back, controlled herself for so long, denying any pleasure she was feeling... But it was a losing battle. The more she struggled to stay in control, the more lost she was. There was no way for her to win a battle against her own lust, not with the drug raging through her... And when Abel's breath became more ragged, his thrusts frenzied she new he was nearing his own peak. The thought of being filled with his seed, that her body could satisfy this hardened man. That pushed her over. Her back arched, almost dislodging her nipple from Abel's pinched grip in the force of her orgasm. She thrust hard against his as a long moan echoed from her gaged mouth, pitched high and desperate with lust. She came hard around him, shuddered, and collapsed completely, too drained to fight anymore.
 
There. Abel was victorious, as he came Kaura had clenched around him, making an excited, high pitched noise. As it turned out she had ferociously needed him, wanted him, inside of her. He slowly pulled out of the largely limp woman and laid her down on her side on the ground. He decided it would be best to go back to the leash-collar relationship. That seemed like it might work out best for all those involved. The vampire cut another long strip from her quickly dwindling clothing surface area and tied it onto the ring on her collar. While he was hovering there he took a hold of her chin and looked into Kaura's eyes, "That wet feeling you have down your thigh? That was you losing your honor and dignity, moaning for your captor. You have sunk to a new low."
 
Kaura couldn't even move as the vampire ripped another section of her ragged dress off, and tied it to the collar around her throat. She laid there for a moment and stared at him as he moved over her, grasping her chin firmly so he could turn her head and stare into her eyes. 'They used to be blue' She thought to herself, curious exactly what he looked like centuries ago when his body was living. A thought flitted across her mind before it was long again, something to be remembered later. For now she was focused on what he was saying. There were no tears in her eyes now, and she even smiled sadly for a moment, before nuzzling into his hand lightly. She leaned forward to rest her body against his, sighing softly to feel him close again. All she wished now is for him to not speak to her in contempt. She couldn't, she knew. She should be convincing herself that he had raped her, forced feeling on her with his venom, but that didn't matter nearly as much as assuring herself that this mating was not out of rage.
 
Even now she was nuzzling his hand like a wounded animal, begging for affection like a kicked puppy, trying to get close to him. It seemed that in a heavily drugged state, broken down beyond all her inhibitions, Kaura just wanted to be close to him. That was just sweet, in a way. Abel could not help but to stroke the side of the elf's face as she snuggled against him, then impulsively kissed her between her light, feathery eyebrows. His head briefly moved down so that his nose touched against her's, his brow pressed against her's, before he pulled her up onto her bloody feet, leash in hand.

"Come on, Kaura. Dawn is coming and we must find shelter." With that he gently tugged at the collar for her to follow and set to seeking somewhere they could hide from day light.
 
Kaura smiled softly as Abel stroked her cheek, and she leaned into his fingers again, rubbing his softly and affectionately. His head came down to rest upon hers, and she smiled again, moving close against him. The drugs still ran through her system, but far more controlled than yesterday, as if it were actually her snuggling so close.

He pulled her to her feet, and she nodded, realizing that dawn was indeed approaching fast. If Abel didn't find a way out of the open he could die under the sun! That thought disturbed Kaura far more than it should, and she grunted softly when the vampire pulled, leading them to what she knew would be open plains. She dug her heels into the ground and shook her head firmly, walking back almost towards the way they came. There in the cliffs were a system of deep caves that Abel might find rest in.
 
It's never as good as it was the first time, no matter what the drug. Abel paused in weary curiosity when Kaura chose to dig her bloody, hurt heels in the ground. He did not get the feeling she was being contrary for the sake of contrariness, and it was a field they would walk through to perhaps find something, but they could maybe, just maybe, make it back to the cliffs. With the caves. "The caves?" He should not have even asked when he saw the look in Kaura's wide eyes. He gave her cheek an affectionate caress above the strip that kept her impromptu gag restricted to her mouth. A quick and apparently aesthetically pleasing solution to a grating problem.

The vampire set off back the way he had came, trying to find a fair balance between pressing and what would make Kaura drop. Death by sunlight was a truly unpleasant one. Even the briefest rays of the dawn or ambient light could leave him scorched and blistered. Walking back through the churned earth of their struggle felt like victory, a mile stone in breaking a mulish woman to her new position.
 
The gentle caress on Kaura's cheek was enough to bring a small smile back to her face, and light a spark of happiness in her eyes. It had been so long... So very long since she felt like she had honestly proven herself useful or pleasing to anyone at all. Her life along humans she had kept to herself fearing they they might discover exactly what she was. Before that her life amongst elves was little better. A symbol of the plague that would kill them, the honorless hero, the forgotten rebel. It was fine indeed to forget that for a moment.

She walked close beside Abel, eagerly making her way back to the caverns. Inside would be an ideal rest for the night, sheltered from any light. She ventured in before when she was much younger, and it was a pleasant enough area, even for one of her kind. Magic fussed moss lit the way like candles, setting the caverns aglow in shades of brilliant green. It stretched on for miles, close to a volcanic structure, that heated the water to a nice steamy temperature. Warm springs, similar to the ones in her village.
 
It was barely before dawn, in the coldest hour of the night, when Abel beat his way into the well lit, mossy caves. He lead Kaura closely next to him as they traipsed down the largely even, dry cave network. The glowing green moss was amazing. Abel reached up to caress the side of Kaura's face, "That was good, Kaura, very good. This is beautiful. You did a good job leading me here." He was sincere--this was definitely one of the places he had seen in his extended life that was going on the short list.

The caves wound down into the bowels of the earth after a small steep incline, probably what assured the even, largely undisturbed cave network. Sometimes Abel wondered if there was some deep dwelling society of creatures that lived near to the center of the planet, living off of the heat of the ground and aquifers. The vampire lead Kaura down until they came to a cave that was three branches off of the main tunnel. It had three warm pulls in it and was filled the rich, green glowing moss. This would be almost perfect, though his vampiric sensibilities required some small interior redesign. In an area so fraught with magick that would be much less of a problem.

A deep song rang out from Abel's lips, seemingly soaking into the stone and moss. There was a ripple in the wall near one of the heated pools and then an opening like a door. The song changed into a complicated series of what sounded almost like rhymes, moving the stone beneath the moss to create a moss covered floor in the recessed part of the cave he had created, then after he and Kaura entered, it closed, with vast amount of small holes to breath and also see out, though they were largely camouflaged by the moss. The space the vampire had created was enough for Abel to stretch out fully in any direction, standing or laying down. He slowly drew Kaura to the ground with him, his song ceased when his creation of their sleeping nook was finished.

The vampire wrapped his arms around the elf and held her close, his legs tangling with her's. "That was very good of you to lead us here, Kaura. You did a very good job." He whispered into her ear, giving her an affectionate kiss on her earlobe as a small reward.
 
Kaura was far too high to care that Abel was treating her much like a favorite pet. He stroked her cheek lightly and spoke softly to her, praising her for bringing him to the caverns. It was not as if she would let him burn though, high or not. She was not someone who felt she was capable of destroying another life, it was beyond her. Simply allowing him to burn to death under the light of the sun was cruel indeed.

Besides, she adored the caves. Full of life, and magic, it was a beautiful place indeed, and she found herself looking around in wonder. It had been far too long since she last visited, and it was indeed magnificent.

Abel led her to a large cavern, with three springs in the center, and beautifully lit by the emerald moss. The vampire began to sing the, a deep baritone song that moved the stone itself. He created a door, a room for them, lined with the soft glowing moss, and gently pulled her in. Once the door closed behind them there would be no escape for Kaura until Abel chose to release them, whether she was gagged or not. Kaura had no control over the rock, only plants like the trees so far outside the caverns.

So she set herself to resting. Abel drew her down, and she buried her head in his shoulder, sighing softly. It was almost hard to believe that he had been hunting her just hours before, by how comfortably she rested with him now.
 
Abel dropped quickly into the coma like sleep of his kind, plunged into a world of clockwork and stone hearts. He was being chased by large golems radiating heat and ferocity, their forms and faces stretching and morphing. The vampire awoke from his dream sometime around dusk--he was never quite sure when it was that arose, but merely that it was near the end of the day. He glanced at the elf curled onto the side of his body, as though she was pressing in to steal his heat. He let a few soft bass notes and the wall of rock that encased and protected the two opened.

The vampire leaned up, stretched his arms high above his head, then arose and hauled the elf up by the shoulder, whether she was awake or not. He laid her down on the soft glowing moss on the ground and stripped off his tunic and sandals, his bolas on top of them. It was then that he finally undid the elf's gag, untying one strip of cloth, then removing the next one, moist with her saliva, from her mouth. He slipped into the pool and regardless of Kaura's possible protests hauled her into the pool with him, holding her up by the shoulder so that she did not accidentally drown until the elf found her footing. "Good evening."
 
There was little Kaura could do through the night except sleep. Her arms were still bound behind her back, painfully now, and the gag cut off her ability to sing or even speak. Trapped in the iron grip of the vampire she closed her eyes, and allowed herself the opportunity to rest. She almost entered the dream world that night, to tell her fellow Elves where she was, and to beg for her rescue. She mulled it over in her dream... But in the end decided against. Her people needed more time ti regain their strength before fighting the vampire, and she would not allow then to be injured, not to rescue a fallen hero.

Hours passed, and without warning Kaura felt herself lifted up. She gave a shriek that was drown completely by her gag, and she stared openly at him as he began to strip. She pressed her knees together for a moment, almost assured that he meant to humiliate her again, but instead he simply undid her gag, and set the cloth aside.

He dragged her to a pool, and lowered her in. Kaura winced, a sharp cry echoing from her lips as the mineral water stung the bloody bottom of her feet. "Good evening, sir." She murmured, dropping her eyes to the water again. "Did you rest well, lord?"
 
Suddenly Kaura was the portrait of meager compliance. That was somewhat refreshing. Perhaps she had learned something from the endeavors of the day before. "Yes. Like the dead. It was quite refreshing." The vampire leaned back in the pool and dunked his head beneath it, relaxing in the steamy pool. Watching Kaura in her rough dress standing almost completely submerged in the pool with her arms behind her back was quite amusing, making for a good morning already by the looks of it. He thought that there was little she could manipulate here.

He did have one particular question though, "How did you escape the tower? Well--I assume you exited through one of the holes in the roof--but I was wondering how you got so high to escape through them in the first place."
 
Kaura let herself sink in the water, keeping her feet planted firmly on the bottom to keep from ducking under. With her hands still bound that would be a death sentence, unless Abel chose to duck under to save her. He might, though, if what he said the previous day was true. She would stay in his service for years... Centuries...

His question quirked her lips up, and her eyes twinkled for a moment, a little proud that she had managed to escape from that room. "I used the statues." She told him quietly, seeing no reason to withhold the information from him. After all, if it was something he felt he could remove, perhaps she would be allowed in there again, to rest in the sun for the day. "I climbed onto the tallest one, and jumped off the wall to the bird, then climbed up the chain to the roof."
 
Abel patted Kaura on the head. "Very clever. Do not do it again. Are we understood?" It was as simple that, the vampire soaking in the pleasant heat, conversing with his slave early in the evening. Another new night and another new chance to advance himself towards his goal. Absolutely delightful. He wondered what he would do to Kaura to fully impress upon her how displeased he was, but then again he considered he probably already had. Given how pliable she was at the moment.
 
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