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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 11:39 am
The woman's furious words excited him, and give him the edge to strike harder. He would have loved to do that, but she caught his whip. The next thing he knew was that he was hunched over her body, and her knee made a clean connection to his groin. The growling man had his face burried into Jezza's cheek. The master was now enraged by her actions. "Uncuff you, eh?" he mocked as veins could be seen protruding from his arm. At that moment, Valen snatched the whip out of her hand while reaching into his other pocket. With a shaking hand, the Sky pulled out a key and struggled to get it into the hole. Once it was in, the master unlocked the cuff, flung Jezzabell over his shoulder, then stormed off into the bathroom. He yelled, "stay put," to the girl who was still attached to the bed post.
Slamming the door behind him, he carelessly dropped the Latina onto the floor and sat on her stomach with his feet pinning down her wrists. "What the Hell is your problem," he question as he roughly scratched the side of the female's neck.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 12:06 pm
Jezz could feel her inner body trembling as he came closer to her, and she had actually connected her knee with his body. His arms revealed veins that seemed to be turning in color. She waited for him to strike her, but to her very surprised notion, he actually took the key out and started undoing the cuff. The minute that it was off she rubbed her wrist and moved to the side but he grabbed her and flung her over his shoulder.
"Oi what th-" she squirmed and hit his back "Put me down!"
She didn't know where he took her but she did know the ground was hard. The wind was knocked out of her when he sat upon her stomach, and as she went to intake oxygen, his feet each stepped onto her wrists. Shaking her head as his nails scratched down her neck she cursed again and glared at him, refusing to lose it on one male.
"You don't own me. No one owns me. But you pick me up you take me to your house, I did not sign my body off and if i did it wouldn't be to the likes of you. He who thinks hes mighty. I know you don't like me, especially when I'm mean. So I be mean so you leave me alone or at least not touching me."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 12:45 pm
"Jezza-b***h," scolded the man as he pressed his palm against her forehead and applied tremendous amounts of pressure to it. His sinful and hypnotic eyes began morphing into different shades of red at a high rate as he glared into her optics once more. "You're wrong! I do own you! You're mine! And you're oh so fun to play with," he stated as he began to calm down. A few seconds later, Valen's long tongue was soothing the marks he had left on her neck. As the twisted man's tongue reentered into his mouth, his breathing became very slowly and heavy. "You words aren't strong enough to stop me, nor are your actions. Just...give up," whispered the master as he blinked in slow motion.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:22 pm
{*two weeks ago*}
Valen Sky entered into his gloomy domain with his slave lagging behind him, then locked the door. Not wanting to get the master bedroom messed up, he took her into one of the guest rooms, then locked that door as well. Swiftly, he grabbed her by her long dark hair and flung her towards the bed. The room, like most of the others was candle lit, and filled with many black and red furniture and decoratoins. The bed the female was on had only enough room for one average-sized person and a child. "You seem rather...nice, but yet defiant at the same time. Strange...and annoying. I thought they had you in a cage because of rage reasons. I guess I was wrong, how pathetic," he commented as he glared at her and spoke with a lifeless tone.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:29 pm
She sat up, scratching her head where he had grabbed her hair. "I'm trying to figure out the nice part," she commented, "but I'm sorry to disappoint you." Emmi slipped a finger under her collar, rubbing the skin under it which was already becoming a little raw. "Rage reasons...heh..." she mumbled, playing with a piece of hair, then cocked her head to the side. "Well, I guess that I have been calm. Thank God you haven't really pissed me off then, have ya?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:39 pm
"Oh, so you do have a beasty side?" His narrowed as they changed to a very dark red. Several thoughts played around in his mind, then he decided to execute a few of them. Valen walked across the wooden floor, which made soft sounds as his feet stepped onto it, then opened a dresser that he approached. There were many different clothes and toys in there. Chains, shackles, knives, feathers, tape, etc. Nearly cutting himself on one of the knives, he withdrew a black and red outfit. It consisted of a bra, panties, and arm bands that caused not to appear as skimpy. Effortlessly, Valen tossed the objects over onto the bed. They landed with a light thud. Wanting to make Emmi feel a bit more comfortable, he turned around and looked down at his bare feet. "Go ahead, put those on," demanded the man while rubbing his whip.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:46 pm
Emmi only caught a glance at what was in the dresser; she remembered a glimpse of something metal and sharp. She bit her cheek as she looked and saw what he had thrown at her, then looked down at her tattered, but modest, white shirt and black pants. She threw them on the floor, and looked at him. "I'm not your slut. I'm not going to wear that, I'll tell you right now," she stated, getting off the bed and eyeing the door, wondering how much pressure it would take to break it down and be free of this cursed place.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 5:55 pm
"Hm?" he chimed as he turned around. His eyes gazed at the appearal on the floor, then back up at his slave. He could tell she was displeased with his wishes, but he really didn't care how she felt about him. Valen patiently removed the red whip from around his waist and let the tip dangle to the floor. "I am not asking you to be my slut, because if I wanted to, I could easily touch you and abuse you right now. This is not an option; you are my slave, you do as I say," he stated with a bit of anger.
{Dinner time...}
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:04 pm
She pinched the bra and held it up, trying to make a point on how little it would have concealed. "I'm not putting this on! I'm fine in what I have, and I'm not changing it just because you tell me to," she barked, her eyes couldn't help but shift to the whip as she stared at Valen. She hadn't been touched by anything worse than a baton when she first entered slavery a week ago. Emmi took a step back, throwing the cloth to the floor at his feet.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:36 pm
A frown etched across Master Sky's forehead as she flung the material back towards him. His vision locked onto the slave at the very moment the color of his eyes faded into a bright red. The veins protruding from his arms, along with his heavy breathing and growling, gave his body a beast-like atmosphere. While releasing a loud grunt, he snapped his whip out and hit the air right next to her face. He attacked once more, but ending up putting a tear in the sheets. Now filled with more rage, Valen lashed the leather in Emmi's direction once more and ended up striking her waist. "Put it on!" he commanded with roar.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 6:45 pm
Emmi flinched, hearing the snap inches away from her face, starting to back towards the corner, becoming weary of his enraged behavior. She felt the leather snap against her waist her hands immediatly going to it to rub it gently, feeling a sharp pain jolt through her body. "Damn...that really hurt," she thought, looking up at him, her eyes narrowing in anger. "I'm not going to put it on! I know you arn't deaf, and that you've heard me the first time!"
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:13 pm
Valen Sky couldn't hold in his grin once he acknowledged that she was in pain. Emmi's furocious eyes only provoked him to punish her even more. His whip shot out once again towards her thigh, but he wasn't sure if he made a connection or not. "You are going to put it on! I know you aren't deaf, and that you've heard me the first time!" mocked Master Sky. While dropping the red leather, he reapproached the female and sat on the floor, leaving the clothes on the floor. "You're the one making this hard for yourself. Your freedom is in my hands. If you ever plan on being your own boss, then you'll have to do as I say." Very roughly, he cupped his hand under her bottom jaw and pulled her face towards his. "Do you really want me to do that again? I'm doing my best to be nice. You can simply just change your clothing, I won't look. But there is an alternative...please don't force me to do that." Throughout his short speech he kept a calm and sweet voice while his unique eyes gazed into her yet again.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:32 pm
Feeling a sting on her thigh, Emmi looked down to see that he had ripped the thin cloth, exposing a sliver of flesh. She spat in his direction, hearing his mocking tone, frustrated that she was being played like a puppet for this sadistic man playing ringmaster. She stared into his eyes again as he talked. "I told you that I wasn't going to put it on, and I'm not going to. You can deal with what I have on," she spoke calmly, her voice lightly faltering as she became fearful of what he could do, shifting uneasy.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 7:50 pm
The sick and twisted man didn't even flinch as she spat on him. A normal person wouldn't hesitate to wipe it off, but without looking, his tongue extended. Valen then licked and swallowed her spit, displaying to Emmi that insults such as that had very little or no effect at all against him. Just after he released a heavy sigh, he smacked the female with back of his hand and stared at her. "I guess we'll just have to get you to feel more comfortable around me. Tell me about yourself," he asked with a caring voice while rubbing her cheek.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 8:01 pm
She felt repulsed that he licked her spit, soon slapped away. Emmi emitted a soft cry, pushing his hand from her face and rubbed it herself, feeling it turn pink. "Well, I really don't like it here, but I figure you already knew that. I'm not ever going to feel comfortable around you or this house...just bad aura," she said, a lip curling. Her soft fingers running down his neck. Her eyes glanced at the door, then back at him. Suddenly, she tried to push him out of the way towards the bed as she flung herself in the opposite direction, making a burst to the door.
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