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When Predators Become Prey (Yuna & Elehina's 1x1)

LadyYunaFFX2

LadyYunaFFX2

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Vampires; just the simple term often gets an array of mixed reactions and emotions. It can vary from an individual merely shrugging it off and thinking nothing of the term to a soft chuckle. But eighteen year old Lillithria knew better. They were real and whether anyone believed her or not, she didn't give a damn. Then again, she never tried to convince anyone of that knowledge. Too many of the citizens in London, England, preferred to stick to the saying 'Ignorance is bliss' and not even dare to think of all the dangers around them.

Then again, that was part of the reason she was still alive and didn't end up as any of the corpses that were found tossed into alleyways, clearly brutally beaten and in a mess. Some were unfortunate enough to have rape and sexual assault added onto that too; but not herself. No, she knew better than to fully let her guard down.

If anything, she'd been taught that lesson very well years ago. Though she was born a dhampir, Lillithria had the misfortune of failing a hunt years ago. She got out alive though fed from. And ever since that day, she was hell bent on avoiding repeating that. It had been merciful, she knew. The male vampire definitely didn't have to just use her to feed off of.

In fact, some parts of her questioned why he let her go afterwards; though to this day, she decided to merely accept what wound up happening. Fate and luck had smiled upon her and she wouldn't complain.

At the moment, the huntress was remaining hidden away in one of the more popular hotspots. People claimed that anyone in a certain alleyway had been getting assaulted lately ... all ending up either dead or with more brutal than usual wounds. And with some having been odd marks on the neck, Lillithria knew the source had to be vampires.

She kept her back pressed against a part of the wall, staying to the shadows. They were what best aided her out in hunting the damn vampires along with her weapon, a bow and arrow. She already had a silver-tipped arrow ready, her right arm kept firmly pulled back. Even when someone came in, she wouldn't let go ... not until any of the tell-tale signs caught her own light blue eyes which were mostly concealed by a cloak hiding most of her body and facial features.

Listening to nothing but her heart pounding slightly in her chest, Lillithria soon found herself playing the waiting game. Every hunt always gave her an adrenaline rush of sorts; and it always got better when she wound up winning in the end.
 
Allesandra
London town had a charm all its own, and she often came here when she was feeling melancholy. She'd been here when the Beatles led the British invasion, and years later when The Clash had told the world that London was calling. Baker Street, Primrose Hill, Itchycoo Park, East End Boys and West End Girls - she'd spent a lifetime, and then some, wandering the streets and alleys of London.

Now it was a pretty shell over a diseased core, like all the major cities in the world. The politicians talked reform and change, and the people voted for the lesser of two evils, hoping to make it through the next four, or six, or sixty years until they danced the Shaking of the Sheets and left it all behind them.

Still, there was excitement to be had. She had learned to drink the marrow from her life, lest she go mad from boredom. Old age did not suit her, and so she ignored it. She was a sprite, a free spirit dancing on the skin of the world, yet ever connected to the darker underworld that lay just out of the corner of most people's eyes.

She cut through the alley on her way to a new club - something different, something new - new experiences to keep her mind sharp, and her life worth living. She had read about the brutal attacks in the alley, but she had no fear. There were worse things out in the night than thugs and gang bangers.

Herself, for example.

She had the collar of her coat turned up against the chill and fog, and her red hair streamed down her back like a lick of fire in the last streetlight on the main road. Still, she could feel something in the darkness - something watching her. She sniffed the air, catching youth, determination, just a hint of fear - that rush of adrenaline right before an attack.

Her voice had Ireland in it, despite all the years she'd spent away from there, rich and verdant like the fields that gave the island its name. "And who are you waiting for then hmm? Go and pester someone else - while you still can."
 
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Lillithria's eyes narrowed. From the angle, she could see ... well, the eyes weren't crimson. She didn't think the moonlight was tricking her and she wouldn't dare assume her senses were weakening just yet. No no, that was no doubt one of the few ways Lillithria was like a pure vampire; she had quite a bit of pride when push came to shove. It was one of the few traits she got from her bastardly father, the reason she was even a dhampir to begin with . She wouldn't have minded her heritage so much .. if he hadn't gotten bored of her mother and brutally killed her. The day that happened was the day her love and mercy for the creatures of the night died. And never once in all her years had she seen one who attempted to prove her wrong, that not all vampires were like that; merciless and cruel. So if they weren't willing to change, fine. But there was no need for them to continue to bother humanity and those whom wanted to try to live out more normal lives.

Of course, she herself couldn't really do this much anymore. She was already half of the bloodsuckers, whether she liked it or not. And she definitely did not. As the words were spoken, though, Lillithria felt her heart race a bit more. How had the woman known of her being there? She'd made damn well sure to stay in the shadows .. not even move away from them. This, no doubt, should have been hint number one to suggest something was amiss; but maybe the somewhat hopeful part of her wanted to be wrong.

While she took pride in being a huntress, there were some nights her desire to be more ... aggressive weren't as strong as usual. And for some reason, tonight was one of those nights. She wanted to watch out for London, per se .. patrol at most. But actually let the arrow fly loose? Not unless it was absolutely needed. Otherwise, if it could be helped, she didn't want to have to fire at anyone.

Her mind made her register a new and intriguing fact as the voice echoed again ... it was another female. That ... was definitely odd, something almost never seen. Especially if someone were to attempt and repeat tactics similar to Jack the Ripper ... it'd be incredibly risky for any unprepared woman to be in such places like this. Lillithria thought on how to reply. And finally, an appropriate reply came to her mind.

Her eyes closed as she softly but deeply inhaled. Nothing smelled off about the woman. No hints of any recently stained blood ... she seemed to be the wrong one despite having easily found her. Well ... as much of a 'finding' as she had done to her in return. Still, her head lightly shook as she kept a calm tone to her. "With all due respect, 'tis not your concern. Just trust me when I say I know what I'm here for. Furthermore .... I'm not bothering you." Her reply to this would determine in the end what Lillithria would wind up doing; letting her instincts take over or not.

They were practically screaming and begging for her to let go of the arrow. The very fact she seemed to note her presence ... was almost inhuman. But if she assumed just from that and was incorrect ... it would be a fatal mistake that would definitely cost her when all was said and done.
 
Allesandra continued to gaze into the shadows, her eyes fixed on the tautly held bowstring, the silver tip of the arrow. The other woman was well concealed, true, but Allesandra was not what you might call a normal girl. Definitely not the sort you took home to mother. Unless you were trying to get your mother killed, of course.

She turned the collar of her coat down, and slid her hands into the pockets on the sides. She was certain the girl was a hunter; she had a pretty good idea why she had staked out this particular alley. Still, Allesandra couldn't just leave her here. For one thing, it was normally unwise to leave a potential enemy behind you, especially one that was armed. And while a silver tipped arrow wouldn't kill her, they hurt like hell and it would distract her from more important things.

She took a step towards Lilli, her booted feet crunching on the detritus of modern life under her heel, and she said, in a silky voice that seemed to seduce all on its own, "You know that arrow won't kill me, don't you? Even if you could hit me with it."

And that would probably pretty much confirm all the alarm bells in Lilli's head.
 
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And indeed the bells did ring in Lillithria's ears and head. They were loud and annoying ... but it at least confirmed her slightly paranoid side hadn't let her down. Her eyes narrowed more as a low scoff passed her lips. " ... Rather cocky to go on and reveal yourself like that, aren't you?" She murmured softly. Even with the softer than usual tone, the hybrid didn't try to hide the mix of venom and ice in her voice from being hinted just whom she was speaking with. By now, a name didn't matter to her; no normal human would have said such a thing. This was a vampiress she was confronting ... that was more than enough reason for her to let go.

Of course she knew it alone wouldn't kill them. What kind of fool did the woman take her for? Her head shook before her gaze went back to the figure. That one step ... it wouldn't look like much to a normal human. But that was the last thing Lillithria was. All it took was enough distance to be closed ... and she would lose all of her advantages. It didn't overly help that her weapon relied heavily on range to begin with. So first thing was first. Her ankles tensed and as she jumped back, she let the arrow go.

Deft hands went for another arrow, finishing notching it and pulling back once again. Her ankles tensed again as she took aim.

The arrows were but to assist with her killing the vampires. Not only did they violently sting, but slowed their normally swift healing. And if that could be delayed, no matter for how long, it would be enough of an advantage for Lillithria. It'd worked numerous times before ... why should it begin to fail now? The first shot hadn't been aimed for any specific spot. The second, however, was pointed right at the vampiress's right shoulder.
 
Allesandra heard the bowstring thrum, and she was already moving. Ancient power quickened in her blood, muscles moved at speeds a human could never hope to match. She snatched the arrow out of the air as she passed it, moving in the other direction. Time seemed to slow for her, and she could follow the motions of the other woman, the perfectly executed step back, the seamless draw of the arrow, the perfect balance and poise.

This one had been trained, Allesandra mused in the fraction of a second it took her to cross the empty space between them. Fangs descended, one hand deflected the still drawn bow to the side, while her other hand reached out and closed like a vice on the huntress' throat. Those emerald eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lit alley, though perhaps that was simply a trick of the light.

Still, the strength in her arms and hands was no trick. She was powerful, and the blood that hummed in her veins burned like a fire, drawing power from the stolen life of others, and feeding it to her. She could snapped the hunter's arm off, or sunk her fangs into that pale throat, but she stopped herself so close that her warm breath could be felt on Lilli's cheek; close enough that the fangs could be felt behind the lips that concealed them.

"That was a very foolish thing to do. We are not all pups that can be brought down like a rabid dogs. I could drain you to the brink of death, and leave you here to waste away, breathing your last on the cold stones of this alley. You and your precious hunt." She put as much venom into the last word as she could, and pushed the hunter backwards hard enough to bounce the other woman off the brick wall of the building behind her.
 
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Her heart raced more and there was little to no doubt that Allesandra could easily hear her pulse by this point. It was beating as fast as it could for a dhampir, a being half alive and half not. A low "Fuck ... " passed her lips as the distance got closed. It was not at all her preference, but she knew the vampiress's words were right. Some were as trained as herself -- or just naturally stronger and faster due to age. The bastards never did look their true age .. and this was always the heaviest risk with hunting. Trying to gauge just how strong of an opponent one was truly facing and even with a trained hunter, the task was so much easier said than done.

She knew there would have been no way to dodge the coming blow; not from her. Someone else, maybe. But not this one. However, even with odds against her, she still was a horribly sore loser. She turned on her feet in mid-shove to face Allesandra. A slight wince passed her lips as she connected with the wall behind her ... but her eyes never left the emerald hues. Her own vision hadn't needed to adjust, thankfully. Despite having made quite the impact, she wasn't seeing doubles. And that was all she needed.

Her legs trembled slightly as she let the second arrow fly, going more towards the sternum as opposed to the right shoulder like she'd originally intended. She heard a simple but powerful command echoing through her head. Run, idiot! Run! But her ankles seemed to forget how to function. No ... no that wasn't it. She knew, as did Allesandra, that would be even more pathetic than trying to fight her. But why? She'd hinted there would be no point in leaving her in this alley to die .. what was she fearing?

It was likely too late but that was all beyond Lillithria's caring. She turned on her heels and did something she had never had to resort to. She broke into a run ... one so abrupt and swift that her silver hair was shown to the vampiress as the hood fell away and revealed more of her face and some parts of her body to her. There wasn't much underneath the 'barrier' of sorts; a simple pair of jeans and what seemed to suggest a tank top of sorts. And for the first time in her life, Lillithria found herself running as fast as she could ... the speed suggesting she definitely wasn't a mere human. Though Allesandra had likely smelled that already.
 
Allesandra batted the second arrow aside as easily as she'd swatted the first from the air. She did hate hunters and their toys. It made her life more exciting, true, but they were so painfully predictable. Still, this one had an air about her. Something under the scent of the human - something more elusive. And when she turned to run, Allesandra had to check her momentary surprise. This one was fast. Faster than she'd ever seen a human move. She wasn't a vampire, that was certain - but she definitely wasn't a human either.

No matter, Allesandra thought, as she sprinted after the other. No matter how fast the huntress ran, Allesandra seemed to be faster. Though the hybrid led her on a merry chase, the conclusion seemed so forgone, that it wouldn't be a wonder if Allesandra had merely toyed with her just to have some fun.

Eventually she caught Lilli. Perhaps she had simply gotten tired of the game. At any rate, she was suddenly in front of Lilli, despite the hunter's headlong flight. How she had gotten there was anyone's guess - perhaps she had simply materialized there, though that seemed a bit far fetched. What was absolutely certain though was that she grabbed the huntress by the throat, and pitched her sideways into another wall. This time her head made contact more firmly, whether by chance or by design, and her ears rung like a bellm leaving her sliding senseless to the cobbled alleyway beneath her feet.

Allesandra approached the other, fangs bared, ready to make the kill, when she stopped, squatting down to look at the dazed woman at her feet. She captured the woman's chin in her hand, turning Lilli's head so that the unfocused eyes looked at her, and regarded her for a moment.

Finally, she spoke, the fangs retracting behind her lips. "No. No I think I have another use for you." A hand in her hair, and another rap of her head against the wall behind her insured Lilli knew no more.

At least not for a while.
 
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Lillithria blinked, confused and simultaneously terrified. "...What?! Son of a ... agh!" Even if it would have been wiser to try to use both hands to pry hers from her throat, Lillithria didn't. Her right kept a firm grip on her bow, her left working on keeping oxygen going into her lungs. The first shove made her wince again as her grip on the weapon left and faded. Her head quickly shook and her teeth found her lower lip. No no! Stay awake! She tried to plead with herself. She didn't even want to begin to think of all the things and reasons as to why it could otherwise be a fatal error to give in and pass out.

Her next words did anything but help ease the hybrid's fears. A weak but still audible hiss left as she felt her chin and head guided to gaze upon the woman. She'd expected by now that Allesandra had figured out she was a dhampir; this would likely spell all of the answers out for her. Just like she'd done with the hint that the arrows wouldn't kill her ... this would probably be her final piece of the puzzle, per se. "Don't fucking touch me!" She hissed, her body trembling in pain.

The second connection of the wall made a weak groan pass her lips as her eyes fought between remaining open or closing. They continued to go through REM. Sometimes, shse found herself gazing at Allesandra, others a dark void of sorts was all she would see. And between the two, Lillithria was doing her damnedest to keep from watching the void permanently. But even her own body could only handle so much punishment. And honestly, no one had been able to give this much to her body all at once. Not in a long while, anyways. The sensations were foreign and incredibly painful for her .. more than she wanted.

Shaky feet tried to move her away from the wall and vampiress. Another wince and groan left. She got maybe three very weak steps in ... before her eyes stayed closed. She could hear herself inwardly screaming and cursing at herself .. but Lillithria could feel she'd remained conscious longer than she likely should have. Not but moments after her eyes shut did gravity begin to overtake her body as it fell forward, slumping towards the pavement.
 
Allesandra watched as the girl fought with all the determination she possessed. This one was a fighter. Strong. That would come in handy, at some point, she was sure. Still, time was always against her, and she had spent too much time playing this evening. Now she stood, grabbing Lilli by one arm, and hoisting her over her shoulder in a fireman's style carry.

She had to take the long way home, but they made decent time. It helped that she could move faster than normal when she needed to. Her flat was in Westminster, not far from Saville Row, and if you went up to the roof, you got a view of the Thames and Chelsea Wharf. It had a sitting room, a very nice parlor, a disused kitchen, and two bedrooms, one that Allesandra slept in, and one that she kept for...other purposes. The second room was where she took Lilli.

The room was soundproofed - even the floor had been raised by a good three inches, and the space filled with a sound deadening foam. Sounds seemed muffled here, even loud ones. She snapped the overhead lights on with her empty hand and dumped Lilli unceremoniously onto her back. Grinning, she picked up a knife from a table near the door, and began cutting to clothes off her captive.

She stopped to admire the sight before her when she was done, but she had other things that needed doing, she'd burned up a lot of energy, and she still hadn't eaten. If she started in on this one she'd probably kill her. So instead, she fastened cuffs around her wrists and ankles, the buckles blocked with small padlocks that clicked into place with a satisfying snick. Then she ran chains to the d-links on the cuffs, and pulled the girl upright til she was handing from her arms, her toes barely touching the floor. She chained the ankle cuffs to rings set in the floor. Finally, with a grim look of satisfaction on her face, she prised the girl's mouth open, forcing a black ball of rubber between her teeth, buckling it behind her head.

"Don't you go anywhere now. I'll be back," she said, to her still unconscious guest.

Snapping off all but a dim light in the corner, she left Lilli there. For now at least.
 
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Despite it having only felt like a few mere minutes, Lillithria awoke in what was likely to be an hour or more. A few coughs followed by a weak groan passed. She felt sore and ... cold? Upon realizing the latter, her hands moved to hold herself. And that was when the rude awakenings began, the sounds of metal echoing in her ears. "... Hm?" She began to jerk and pull at the restraints, getting more and more frustrated with each failed attempt and passing second. "Urgh!" The words were muffled ... and soon Lillithria's mind registered something in her mouth. Her body trembled angrily and she slowly looked down .. seeing the answer as to why her body wasn't as warm as it should have been. She was nude, her clothes having been taken away. She swallowed, looking back up at the nearest wall before her.

The sight of Allesandra gone suggested she was nearby .. just not with her. Her hands shook more as she tried to conceal her nipples, which were hardening from being forced to be exposed to such cold air. Her eyes shut as a low whimper left. Worse than never having been defeated like this before, Lillithria had never been exposed and vulnerable like this. And it was a feeling she was hating ... as much as, if not more than, the woman who had dragged her here. Maybe if you look as if you're asleep, she'll leave you alone? No .. don't be fucking stupid. That wouldn't matter to her ...

Her head shook as she inwardly scolded herself for the brief moment of stupidity. That .. was being way too hopeful, Lillithria knew that. Not just because of whom she was with - a vampire - but the motives had all but been spelled out for her. And it made her heart race. Whether Allesandra had caught the scent or not ... she was still a virgin. She'd never seen any point to giving herself to anyone voluntarily before. Besides, a normal human likely would have panicked should they find out of her true heritage. So she had remained pure thus far.

Her eyes blinked as they tried to begin adjusting to the almost unnatural darkness. Aside from herself, she could barely see much .. and that made her panic a bit more. Did that mean she wasn't even alone? It made her jerk and pull at the restraints every now and again, her breasts lightly bouncing from the force. After a few more failed tries, she finally stopped. Taking slightly quicker than usual breaths through her nose, she forced herself to play the waiting game, keeping her ears and eyes open all the while.
 
Allesandra had been forced to make due with a quick snack from a local pub while her captive worked out her predicament for herself. Still, it had done the deed, her body was replenishing itself, and she was in a fairly good move when she returned home. She paused only long enough to hang up her jacket, leaving on the bustier and skin tight pants she was wearing tucked in the knee high boots. She fluffed out her red hair, and then piled it up in a bun on top of her head, leaving a few ringlets to frame her face. She wanted to look presentable to her guest after all.

Entering the room, she left the lights low - she didn't need them, and she didn't want her guest getting any ideas. Darkness would enable her to maintain control by depriving the girl of anything but the barest sliver of the room she was in. She wouldn't know where she was, or even who else might be there. All of that would play into Allesandra's hands. Now though, it was time to have some fun.

She closed the door behind her with a click of the lock, and paused at the table again taking her time selecting her "weapon" for this encounter - a thin bodied riding crop with a wide head and a leather wrapped handle. She thought for a moment about how cliche she looked, and grinned to herself, before she turned back to Lilli, and stepped into the light.

She almost said "Ve haf vays ov making you talk..." but she stopped herself before she started laughing. She dragged a chair cross the floor, set it directly in front of Lilli and sat down, her green eyes roving over the captive woman. She could see marks on her wrists - she'd been pulling at the bonds holding her, but Allesandra knew she'd never break them - unless she was a lot more unusual than she'd already let on.

She focused on the woman's face now - she could smell the fear on her, the shame and humiliation at being caught and left like this. She could also smell her purity. Well, that was going to be the first thing to go - but the woman had to want it. Allesandra wouldn't be satisfied until she begged for it.

As if to illuminate the current direction of her thoughts, she reached out with the tip of the crop and ran it up the inside of Lilli's left thigh, higher and higher. Then she finally spoke.

"You, dear, are in a great deal of trouble. You realize that by now, I trust?"
 
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The mix of light footsteps and something dragging across the floor made the silver-haired dhampir's head quickly go down. The outline was there and the voice clarified it was definitely Allesandra whom was before her. In a way, this was a blessing. It meant she only had to worry about her and no other ... accomplices she could have otherwise had. It was rare but she had run into a few vampires in the past that worked with others. They were usually mates, siblings, something of the like ... though those were the weakest, no doubt. Get rid of one and the other went into a reckless rage. And from there, the job of being an executioner was done in mere seconds, practically child's play. Alas, though, this was the last thing she had the luxury of from this woman.

The silence seemed to linger over the two, the slight hints of her presence had made Lillithria's eyes close tighter. She didn't want to look at her. To say the hybrid was still infuriated with Allesandra was quite the understatement. She was pissed! And normally, she did have more strength in her .. but at the moment, she hadn't overly recovered from being shoved against the wall three damn times. Her body was still sore and aching ... and now that she was forced in such a position and chained, it was only getting worse with each passing second.

As something trailed up her thigh, she tried to jerk her joint away. It was muffled ... but even with the gag on, Allesandra could make out the brief reply. In a still very irritated and angry tone, she replied as best as she could, "No shit, really? I never knew ... "
 
Allesandra had little trouble making out the muffled words. It seemed she should have used a larger gag - no matter though, there were other ways of correcting bad behavior and poor manners. Etiquette lesson number one: being grateful.

The crop slashed through the air with an angry buzz and landed on the outside of Lilli's thigh, the nerves bursting into life as if they had been set on fire. A red line blossomed on the skin as the crop withdrew, though Allesandra's voice remained as light as if they were discussing the weather.

"Manners. After all, I saved your life," which was probably stretching the truth since it hadn't been in danger until Allesandra had knocked her head into a wall, but details were unimportant at this point. At least to Aleesandra. Lilli probably had other opinions about the importance of little things like that.

She rose to her feet, and placed the crop under Lilli's chin, lifting her head some. "You're a lovely creature. And a hunter, no less. But you were incredibly careless. You hesitated - every instinct in your body was screaming at you to shoot me, and you hesitated. You were lucky though."

Allesandra had walked around behind Lilli while she was talking, and was out of sight of her captive now, though she was still talking, her voice the same even tone. "You see, I have uses for you. And you would be wise to accommodate me - after all, there is still time for me to tear out your throat and leave you back in that alley."

As if to impress upon the woman the true nature of her predicament, one of Allesandra's hands snaked into Lilli's hair and yanked her head back so all she could see was the ceiling, while the riding crop slid up between her thighs, the wrapped shaft coming to rest against delicate flesh that had never been touched before.

"Now, are you going to behave yourself, or am I going to have to convince you to behave yourself?"
 
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A muffled whimper echoed in the room as the odd contact was made upon her skin. Even if Lillithria got nowhere, she jerked instinctively, trying to get away from the crop. She took quick breaths through her nose even as the stinging sensation began to die down. She hated to admit it ... but like the male before her, this one had also shown mercy and saved her life. There had to be a catch .. there was no way it was just because. Or she highly doubted it at any rate.

As Allesandra went on to remind her of how she'd ignored her instincts, her wrists angrily shook. She wanted to scream at her to shut up. Poor Lillithria's mind had yet to stop haunting her about that already; she didn't need the woman reminding her of why she was here to begin with. If she'd shot from the get-go ... she wouldn't be here. Allesandra may have survived everything but Lillithria would definitely not be in this dungeon if she had let the arrow fly the second she pointed out she had noticed her presence despite her having stayed to the shadows.

Uses? Actual ones? Or only sexual? Because damned if she'd be treated like some common whore. That was not whom Lillithria was or ever would be! She'd much rather die than dare resort to such things ... right? That was what she wanted to believe but then ... why did she start second guessing that? There was something about this vampiress ... but never before had Lillithria second guessed herself this much before.

Another muffled cry of agony left as her head was guided as far up as possible, her breaths through her nose quickening. Her heart followed suit as she felt the handle of the riding crop right against her virgin entrance. Her body jerked again and even though it physically pained her, Lillithria's head moved in a 'no' direction from side to side. "Don't ... leave that alone, please .... I'll behave."

For now, at least, she would. It would definitely be the easiest way to know of the details -- like what she truly meant by the uses that had been hinted. Also, it would give her better time and opportunities to slip away when the moment was right. If she hadn't agreed to voluntarily behave, it'd be closer to impossible to even work on that; she'd be on too high of a watch; more than what she would still be on even now. And that was all the incentive Lillithria needed.
 
Allesandra's smiled widened a bit, though Lilli wouldn't be able to see it. Still, her voice sounded a good deal more pleased. The proverbial cat with the canary, and all that. "Will you? Well, we'll soon see about that."

The crop was withdrawn and Lilli's head released, muffled footsteps on hardwood as Allesandra came back into view. She still had the crop in her hand, but she didn't seem inclined to use it again, which probably relieved Lilli somewhat. "Your arms must be getting tired swinging there like that. Would you like a little break? I'm sure we can arrange it before we continue our discussion."

She turned away, leaving Lilli to wonder exactly what she was doing in the half light of the room. In truth, Allesandra's mind was working on plans within plans. The girl was going to turn out to be a blessing, or an absolute curse, and a waste of time to boot. Still, she was young, fragile, and should be easily swayed to Allesandra's uses. In time she would have to be...discarded. But for now, she was useful, and quite a delectable little morsel into the bargain.

She approached Lilli again, this time with a pair of thin metal clamps in her hand. They were curiously shaped, the sort that would tighten when pulled on. She fixed the chain between them hook in the ceiling so that they danged just in front of her bound captive, and then lowered her head with a wicked little smirk - capturing first one of Lilli's nipples, then the other between her teeth and lips, she teased them to hard little points before affixing the clamps to them. The clamps weren't tight, but that was about to change.

She released the chain holding Lilli's arms over her head just enough that she could stand flat on the ground - but doing so put more pressure on the fixed chain connected to the clamps, tugging them and tightening their hold on the precious flesh trapped between their jaws. Lilli could relieve that pressure by standing on her toes again, but that put all the strain on her calves since the chains no longer supported her weight in any meaningful way.

Allesandra sat back down in her chair, seeming quite at her ease, her legs crossed, and her hands folded in her lap. "Now, let's see how long you last before you're begging me to let you down, hmm?"
 
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Her heart sank. Had Allesandara already seen through her guise? No ... don't think like that. She tried to reassure herself. Her body trembled, more from pain though a bit of fear was definitely in the equation also as she tried to watch where her captor was going. Aside from away, she didn't get many clues. Her head nodded upon hearing the suggestion of wanting a break. But ... was it really going to be just that? Another thing that she, unfortunately, doubted. It sounded way too simple ... and this was another time Lillithria wanted to be proven wrong.

But she could hear an inward curse as Allesandra moved towards her with .... clamps? She was confused at first until she began working on her nipples. Her eyes had been closed the whole time; she nearly forgot until she realized the ability to glare at Allesandra wasn't possible like this. Though it may be for the best. Her head turned as she felt the nipples on her 36C breasts harden as much as she was aiming to get them to. They shot wide open though as she began to register exactly what was being done to her body, how it was purposely being adjusted and manipulated. Her breaths and pulse got even faster, adrenaline and anger surging through her.

Lillithria wouldn't admit it aloud; but she was glad to be able to stand up straight. But gods, not like this! She didn't need to move her legs to feel why it wouldn't matter as much as it could. But the constant strain on her nipples .... it felt as if they were being threatened to be ripped off. She doubted it'd actually happen or come down to that though the sensations going through her made her feel as if that were otherwise untrue. It'd likely look foolish ... but she did neither beg nor stood on her toes.

Instead, Lillithria stayed put, staying firmly on her feet. Fuck yes, it hurt so much ... but her pride was getting the best of her. She wanted to show and prove that even in the worst conditions, the vampiress hadn't made an inaccurate guess on her being durable and tougher than most other humans or hybrids, the latter especially. She'd wait it out. After all, she didn't really intend to keep those on forever ... right? Regardless, they both had time and she was willing to wait as long as needed.

Her body trembled and as Allesandra looked up to her, she returned the contact. Never once did she attempt to speak ... no. If anything, she tried to block out the constant pain going upon her sensitive spots, trying her damnedest to endure the ... test? Punishments? Whatever this was.
 
Allesandra could smell the adrenaline on her captive, could practically smell her pride, the sweat from pent up energy with no where to direct it. She stared into those pale eyes as if she had all the time in the world. Which, of course, she did.

Still, she had to admit the girl had strength. Most were doing anything they could to try and relieve the pressure from her clamps, and many had already broken down and started begging. Mortals were all the same - push them too hard and they broke like fine china. Allesandra snorted through her nose, and then scooted forward in her chair. Time to up the ante, as it were.

She extended one of her booted feet, the rounded toe pressing upwards against the delicate lips between Lilli's thighs. She watched the girl, to see if she would try and withdraw, or stand her ground. She had uses for the woman, but if she couldn't be controlled, she was of no use at all, except as food. She might keep her around as a plaything for a time, but that always grew boring quickly.
 
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Her heart raced as Allesandra closed the distance. It said all she needed to see and know; the vampiress was far from done watching and tormenting her. She tried to study her, prepare ahead of time on what to expect. She'd almost thought it may include something regarding the riding crop ... and to many degrees, silently wished it had. Her ankles tensed as Lillithria tried to figure out what to do. She wanted so badly to move away, not wanting to appear like a mere whore to the woman. And yet at the same time, she had a feeling in the pit of her stomach it would only get worse for her if she jerked.

Her body trembled harder, her mind racing about as fast as her heart as she tried to figure out the best course of action. One part of her continued to scream for her to move, the other to stay still and keep enduring. She'd never felt so torn before -- especially on a nearly literal note. But she, herself, had given her word to behave. If Lillithria broke that, she knew it would be likely her body would be next; and with even an arm out of use, that would make it all the more difficult.

Her body continued to shudder. Shame overwhelmed her as she shut her eyes as tightly as possible ... but as tempting as it was to move away, she didn't. Lillithria stood her ground, continuing to trying to block all the pain and odd sensations out, especially the boot.
 
Allesandra worked the boot between Lilli's thighs until she was sure - quite sure - that the girl was going to hold her position. Finally she nodded, and rose to her feet, the toe of her boot mercifully retreating from it's partial invasion of Lilli's body. She released the clamps, and put a steadying hand on the girl's shoulder knowing that the moment the blood started rushing back, pain was going to blossom in those delicate points like a thousand needles under her skin.

After a moment, she spoke again, "Good. I'm pleased - I seem to have made the right choice. You'll do well. I'm going to release your arms. When I do, you will kneel, and you will wait. If you do anything else, I will kill you like meat and savor every last drop of your blood." Her tone was still even, still as calm as it ever had been.

Allesandra moved behind Lilli, and reached up, releasing her arms from the chains, but not the cuffs. Those it seemed, would remain on, at least for now. Though if Allesandra had her way, the girl would be wearing them quite a bit. She also removed the gag, the rubber ball popping out from between the clenched teeth, and dropped to the floor - for now.

She put a hand on Lilli's shoulder and pressed downwards, reminding the girl of the position she was supposed to be assuming, and walked back around in front of her, resuming her seated position - she apparently simply expected the girl to do as she was told. And she had little choice, given that her ankles were still chained to the floor. She couldn't run - true, she could attack Allesandra, but naked and unarmed as she was, it would end very badly for her, and they both knew it.

No, Lilli had little choice but compliance at this stage, and Allesandra was quite relaxed. This was, after all, her home. She ruled here. And soon, if she had her way, she would rule a good deal more.

"Now then, that's better, isn't it? You must have questions. Why don't we get those out of the way so I don't have to punish you for interrupting me later, hmm?"
 
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Lillithria had been so close to begging and whimpering. Each second that seemed to slip away only made the lingering pain increased. For a while, she began to fear it'd never go away. But after what felt like forever, the clamps left and though she felt her nipples completely hardened, there was an equal amount of relief sweeping through her body. And according to her words, that had indeed been the correct move. She panted heavily through her nose, her body quaking. She wanted to collapse ... though thankfully she would be given a form of reprieve soon enough and reason to go through with her instincts.

Her arms fell in front of her as they began trying to stop shaking and calm down, even if only a bit. Once the gag left, a few coughs and gasps left but no actual words. Even a few seconds before the gentle push on her shoulder was felt, Lillithria felt herself more eagerly than she should going into the position she'd been ordered to go to. Her body began to get steady and shake less as she fell to her knees .. an odd observation to note. Why was that? She bit more on her lower lip. Did it have to do with the human heritage still within her? She'd heard rumors many had a subservient nature about her ... but why? Why was hers trying to show now of all times?

She inwardly cursed at her body, her head slowly glancing up as Allesandra spoke up. "... Uses ... what exactly did you mean by them? Actual ones? Only sexual? Both? I guess ... what was the real reason you spared me to sum it up?" It was the main and dominant question that had been going through her mind for ... quite a while now. Probably since their encounter in the alley, when the vampiress had hinted that. And selfish as it seemed, Lillithria prayed like hell it would be both .. but definitely not only sexual. She didn't know if she could handle that, honestly. It'd kill too much of herself and pride all at the same time.
 
Allesandra considered the question long enough that Lilli might be wondering if she intended to answer at all. Finally, she spoke, her voice quieter than it had been, but still carrying that same quiet, confident air. "If I wanted a mere plaything, I could have taken anyone. Many would, and have, willingly fall into my embrace if that were the case. No, you are a unique case. You see you have training and skills that are of use to me in dealing with those that are, shall we say, in my way."

She looked down at the woman kneeling before her, and licked her lips, her green eyes tracing every curve of her naked form. "Which is not to say I won't have fun with you around - dear me, you're a delightful thing to look at, and I'm all a quiver with the very idea of finally getting a taste of you." She didn't bother to conceal the double entendre in her words. She was enjoying playing with this one. When the game ceased to be amusing, well...no matter about that now.

"Which of course brings me to the deal I am offering you. You serve me, in any capacity I demand of you, until I see fit to release you. Or I can chain you back up, torture you half to death, and then keep you as food until you die from the lack of blood in your veins."

As deals went, it wasn't much of one. And they both knew Lilli had little choice, if she wanted to survive. She reached out, caught the huntress by the chin and lifted her face until the were once again looking into each other eyes.

"I would suggest you choose carefully, girl."
 
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Another surge of consolation swept through the huntress. This was one of the times she didn't mind being correct on her mental guesses. If anything ... she had no idea what would have happened if she was wrong. Though as she went on to explain the deal, Lillithria couldn't help but be a bit .. intrigued. She hadn't thought there to be some sort of ... rank system of sorts amongst vampires. Certainly not enough to consider being sought after like this. At the same time though .. it all seemed hypocritical. The offer was to help a vampiress get rid of others?

It was tempting to tease her on needing a hybrid to help do the job. But she knew better; and not just because of what could happen to her. She could easily place herself in most of anyone's spot and see things from their point of view. And one other factor that had likely been the ability to keep her identity discreet while simultaneously working on her goals. It made sense, especially from another hunter's point of view given that was clearly what Allesandra wanted. In some form or fashion, at least. She returned the eye contact as her chin was moved up.

"... So you want another huntress to get rid of other vampires? That's your main use for me?" It was definitely interesting, no doubt. Her eyes closed though only for a few brief seconds. It still did seem a bit hypocritical to help her out ... but compared to other ways this could have gone, it wasn't nearly as bad. That much Lillithria could practically feel and knew. She gave a light nod. " .... Very well then. If that's really it .... I accept."
 
Allesandra smiled faintly as Lilli accepted the bargain. She knew the girl would have little choice if she expected to see the sunlight outside of this room again, and they both knew it. Still, something was required to insure her compliance. And nothing bred compliance like a good dose of shame and humiliation.

"That is not my only use for you. But it is one of them. You will also be my consort, my spy, and my guardian. In short, my little pet, you will be mine, totally and completely. That is what you are agreeing to."

She rose then, and moved again, and once again it was so fast that it was hard to follow, even for one with Lilli's training. She had a hand in her hair, another around her throat, her head forced back and to one side, fangs brushed against her the skin and then sank in, bleeding her pet for the first time.

The first of many.
 
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Each word that hit her ears was like the riding crop whipping her skin again. It stung ... damn well nearly killed all of her pride. It definitely took a good portion away ... but still the fact remained that this had definitely been - overall - rather merciful. She couldn't argue with that and moreover, she had already agreed. Too late to go back on her words; Lillithria had all but sealed her fate. Still, she gave another nod to acknowledge she wouldn't go back on her word. "Very well ... " She replied softly.

And before she could begin to ask what her new Mistress was doing, a sensation she'd never felt ever before soon registered. It made her tremble and cry out. "AGH!" There would have been no way to hide how much it'd hurt. As the fangs pierced through her skin, she felt every drop of blood that fell down her neck and body. She'd bled before ... but not because anyone had fed from her. No this ... was practically like she was being truly claimed, branded. It terrified her along with seeing how fast and strong she truly was.

But even with how bad the agony was, she never once allowed tears to fall from her face. Nor did her muscles even consider moving. She stayed perfectly still .. just as Allesandra had requested of her. But gods, why?! Why was this new submissive side only deciding to show up now? It confused the hell out of Lillithria ... and suddenly she had no idea whether to be more scared of her new mistress or new 'half' that was steadily beginning to reveal itself to them both.
 
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