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Dominating the Dominatrix (BlueSix x The Red Hood)

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((Erm, I'm not sure I understand what Gawain is doing right now. The doors already opened for him.))
 
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(My apologies misunderstood for a moment.)

His eyes widened for a moment at the display, but, he stepped through nonetheless keeping a calm stride. The gates closing behind him gave him the odd feeling of dread like he was walking to his death. Must he have been imagining things? Nerves and all that though there was a thrill with the thought.

Approaching the throne, his eyes would only move away from his target to count the men dotting the room. They seemed strong perhaps they could be well trained, he did not shiver at their size, though. Gawain was far to over confident in his abilities he believed if it did come down to it he could defeat anyone she had here.

Stopping behind the throne Gawain stepped around with his hands behind his back. "Mi'lady?"
 
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Lady Grey put down her book.

The hair on his back grew stiff. The light of the room seemed to fall away into nothing. The very air around him held its breath. There was only...the Eyes. They bored into him, studying him, stripping him, feeling him. His clothing seemed not to cover nearly enough to hide him from her penetrating stare. It prodded at the man within, spearing at his very existence until shame bled out from every pore. In that moment, he knew that this woman was not human. This was evil incarnate, the offspring of a demon and vampire, wrapped in the skin of a beautiful lady.

She rose from her black throne, and her dress whispered behind her to follow. The room trembled at her step. Lady Grey strode up to him and touched a finger to his chin. There was no warmth in her touch when she lifted his face level with hers, now drowning in her icy stare.

"Hello again, my Prince."
 
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It was like the very life had been stolen from his veins. His blood like ice as all light and goodness was sucked out of the air, that instinct to run or fight burning in his heart. It was not some irrational fear, no, this was the sort of fear born from survival instinct. That natural urge in every human being, every creature, when staring face to face with a predator that sought to end its survival. She was going to be the beast that ended him, or that was what was going through his mind as he stared into the eyes that drilled passed his physical from straight to his soul.

Her touch brought no love or comfort. It was just cold. Just evil. Then there were those eyes....they weren't stories like some would have you believe. Or the tales parents told their children to keep them from wandering out into the woods at night. These were the eyes of a creature of great power. A vampire, a demon of the mythical and magical realms that fed on the source of all life.

Every instinct wanted him to run, any man would have or pissed themselves running or dropped to their knees begging for mercy. But not Gawain. There was a sound of a blade being drawn then the very air pulsed like it was being drawn to his aid, the next movement was beyond natural as she was lifted and placed back into her thrown it was tilted back. Only thing keeping her from toppling over was Gawain's boot on the edge between her knees, blade drawn and pointed at her neck.

Gawain was not showing fear. The danger excited him. The beauty that could devour him set a fire within him, he wanted her more then ever. "You, You are mine now mi'lady."
 
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Right then and there, Gawain's words became true. Being so viciously manhandled, getting thrown around, and being forced to comply at the point of a weapon, thrilled her to her very core. In that moment, she became totally, utterly, irrevocably his.

Not that she had any intention of telling him, though. She pushed forward, allowing the sword point to pierce her neck. Mysteriously, it drew no blood. Never once breaking eye contact, she stared up at Gawain and grinned. "Quite the contrary, my Prince..." Lady Grey placed her index finger on the tip of his sword and pushed it away. She leaned closer toward him, her breath raspy and wanton as it mixed with his.

"You are mine."

She brushed her lips on his, the start of her Dominion spell. That wasn't to say she didn't enjoy it; his lips were soft, plush with desire, a satin undergarment for his exquisite mouth. She pressed her palms to his breasts and felt him, felt his strength, sought for his muscle and nipples. There was no doubt in her mind that he was the One, the only man in the world who could satisfy her. And she would take him.
 
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He didn't falter in the slightest as the blade point went into her flesh he kept that confident gleam in his eyes, though his mind did pause when no blood coated the metal of his blade. Eyes on hers once again he kept a wicked smirk on his lips he couldn't hesitate now not with the monster in his palm. He laid claim to the Lady and to hesitate would mean death with such a creature.

She was laying claim to him now? Whatever her words meant he could not know now but there was obviously some ominous plot with the words she spoke he was too focused on the next actions. The blade fell to the side but held in a way that clearly spoke the danger was still there, that he would run her through. A hand on the back of her hair tangling with the soft locks of her hair losing focus on the danger against those soft lips that would leave a sweet taste against his own.

Their were few plates in his clothing, her fingers would find the muscled form hidden by the blue cloth with little resistance. The excitement of already claiming the woman he wanted left the nipples at her fingertips hard little nubs. His body was suddenly pressed tight against hers wanting more.
 
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Caught up in the moment, Lady Grey pressed into him and kissed him. She ground her cunt into his bulge, making him penetrate her as far as clothing would allow. Her tight breasts pushed against his chest, rubbing her hard nipples on him until a moan escaped her.

She wanted so badly to be dominated, to have her clothes ripped off, to be forced to suck his cock, to be cut up and mutilated beyond recognition. But there was no way he was ready yet. She'd have to put the idea in his mind. And so it was with great reluctance that she pulled away and strutted for the dungeon.

Lady Grey beckoned him with one finger and a wicked smile. She would seduce him into following her down. "Come with me, Prince. As the master spy, I know some 'techniques' that would turn you on tenfold. This way."

She led him down a spiral staircase lit by torches, their steps echoing on the dark stone floor. They came into a dark room, where could be seen a bewildering variety of sinister-looking instruments. There were chains hanging from the roof, clamps on the walls and floor, a stone butchering table, a torture rack, and drawers full of mysterious tools. Lady Grey turned to Gawain and twirled a hair on the end of her finger.

"What do you think? See anything you like?"
 
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