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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Mar 14, 2013 1:21:01 GMT -5
The Count had a beautiful red head laying on her side as he was on his knees. He was thrusting harder and faster as she let out one last scream as his body began to shake and both moaning loudly. As they slowed and came to a stop The Count moved off the bed and slipped on a robe. The girl laid their passed out on the bed as he walked over to Kolt.
"It is quite already my friend," The Count said placing a hand on his shoulder, "Let us walk back together."
As they did The Count could sense his head of secuirty's longing for his treasures and smiled. Still looking forward The Count said, "You have been with me for some time now Kolt. After this is over I think it is hid tid that you will have a few girls yourself. You can pick the three that you wish to serve you. They will belong only to you and no one else. You have more then earned it. Believe me. I also want you to have a second home off my masion here and you can pick where and how big even if I have to have it built for you I will. You're like one of my own Kolt. Never forget that."
As they reach the reception hall The Count did not know what he was up against until the sight before him. He walked over to Asim as he smiled big to him. "For the reconder it is good to see you Asim. Everything that had happened last time we met is now and forever in the past. I have changed sense the battle, please believe that. Now, I only wish to do whatever I can to help."
He looked down at Rachel who he KNEW was Faint Shadows little sister. How he missed that woman and hoped for her safety.
Placing his hand on Rachel's forhead he could feel Zero and how he had tangled himself deep inside the girl with no intentions of ever removing himself from her. Moving his hand away he looked towards Asim and said, "It will be very deafult but not impossible." He then turned towards Kolt. Take the girl down to Dr. Hyde. He will get her ready but tell him to wait for us."
Asim at first didn't seem to wait to do that but The Count finally got it through his head she would be safe and that he still wanted to speak with him.
"She will be fine my friend. Now, please tell me how this happened. Zero shouldn't have be able to do such a treat unless..." Then it dawned on him that Drake new how to do it because The Count taught him how. He wondered if Zero knew that and that is why he made him come here. The Count could get Zero out of Rachel without killing her or him but Zero needs a body to go into. He wondered who that would be as he waited for Asim's answers...
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Butch smiled at Kalila as he said, "They are good men dispite what most think about them. Well Blackwood is mostly. Zero is crazy but he is the smart kind of crazy. When he knows what he wants he will always find a way to get it no matter the cost. Blackwood however is a little more default but I think you already know all that. He is the one to learn and grow from to be a great vampire not just a good one. I want to learn and be just like it. Just look at you little miss appear. You are shaking at the sound of his name. I can see how he has gotten under your skin. You crave his touch. Its ok. Your sercet is safe with me." He winked at her as he smiled even bigger. The more he talked about Blackwood the more he knew she was going to do whatever she could to disobey her master now so he could go help him. Some how it was going to work out....
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Blackwood heard someone running towards the door. He was ready and awaiting for his lovers master to come through the door. How he wanted her all to himself and he was going to stop at nothing to make sure it happened for them. It WAS now or never.....
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Post by Bucks23 on Mar 18, 2013 19:23:29 GMT -5
Kalila faltered for the barest moment with Butch‘s comments. “Do not be so familiar with me vampire,” Kalila scowled. Hating more that she was apparently so transparent with her feelings. “You don’t know anything about me.” In truth he was right about the way she felt about Blackwood, she did crave his touch. It was the bad boy appeal he oozed out by the bucket load. But he also represented something to her so much more… the chance to get her freedom…
“Enough talk then.” Kalila said, her arms once again becoming tendrils of brightly burning flame. “I do not want to cause you harm but I am powerless to stop myself from following my master’s wish. Don’t move and you will be okay…”
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Kolt’s eyes strayed towards the delicious young woman and the Count as they finished their passionate coupling. The boss turned love making into something of an intricate art. When the count, now robed, asked Kolt to walk back with him, he nodded. “As you say Count.”
Together they headed back down the hall, Kolt listened to his employers words as they went. His c0ck practically jumped with excitement when he was told he would be able to help himself to a few girls from The Count’s harem. That was a rare honor. His stride became a little awkward with the b0ner he had growing down one of his pants legs.
“Wow…uh, I mean you honour me boss. I really appreciate it.” Kolt said with heart to the Count’s second proposal. He owed the vampire lord for saving his life, buying him from that slaver who kept young boys to throw at each other to fight to the death for the amusement of the mostly vampire spectators. Already hating vampires with a vengeance, Kolt was a tough teenager for the Count to handle, but the lord persevered and raised Kolt within his mansion. Kolt came to think of The Count almost like an older sibling… and vowed to repay him for his generosity by guarding him with his life. No harm would ever come to the Count while his head of security lived and breathed.
“I won’t let you down.” Kolt confirmed, a thin smile on his face. Then serious returned as he opened the door for his lord to the main reception hall. “The Count.” He announced in a loud and clear voice.
Asim turned to see the Count make an entrance wearing nothing but a silk robe. The smell of sex was heavy on him and Asim smiled. Somethings never changed. The smile vanished as he listened to the Count’s words and watched Rachel get whisked off by the security detail.
“It happened when Zero died during the great battle.” Asim explained. “Well, when his physical body ceased to exist anyway. He sort of transferred himself into Rachel immediately. I have no idea how… but powerful magic is involved here, that’s for sure. I didn’t think Zero was capable of something like this.”
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Malik returned to his den. He needed more weaponry if he was going to have to deal with that awful cowboy and get the possessed one back from his old rival. He stopped at the door of his hideaway, pausing with his hand on the knob. “A visitor.” He whispered to himself, smelling the familiar scent of another vampire. Malik entered the room to find Blackwood sitting comfortably in a chair waiting for him.
“How did you find me?” Malik asked, taking off his coat and draping it over another chair. “No wait, it doesn’t matter I guess. Here you are. Can I get you anything? A drink perhaps before we do this?”…
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jun 21, 2013 0:19:25 GMT -5
The Count put a hand on Asim's shoulder. "I didn't know either. Drake knew how and bet at some great cost to Zero, Drake taught it to him. I feel bad about this Asim. I had learned this skill long ago and when Drake and I first were partners in this crazy world I taught it to him. He must of showed it to Zero. If so then Zero knows I can get him out without hurting either of them. The worst part is he needs another body to be placed into. I will do it with no cost to you or Rachel. I feel bad about this so I will do whatever I can to help you my friend." The Count hoped Asim realized he spoke true on this fact. He would help them at any cost. It was his fault Zero got free the first time at Shadow's request to not free the pour bastered. He had to make this right. For her and for Asim.
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Butch stood his ground. "Fine. Let your master kill your lover then. What do I care. You will never be free that way. Live in your our hell. It severs you right!" He was hoping this plan would work although she might magically throw him against the wall it would be worth it if her worry for Blackwood over powered the lock and key Malik had over her. One could only try.
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Blackwood stood. "How about I just suck you dry? That would be oh so satisfying, wouldn't it? To see you on the ground as I look into your eyes as you take your last breath. Then I will make love to your pet over your life less corps." How he couldn't wait to kill him. "So let's just pass all this up and you kill yourself now. Either way I win."
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 22, 2013 13:58:46 GMT -5
Asim nodded, accepting the Counts' apology if not forgiving him. He gave Drake's memory a silent curse, would that evil mastermind and his tainting influence never be gone? Asim just hoped now they knew the problem they could fix it before something else went wrong.
“Would any body do? Or does it have to be anyone in particular?” Asim wanted to know. He was fully prepared to offer himself to save the young Rachel...
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Kolt stood amongst the other guards with his hands clasped behind his back. He kept watch over the proceedings, not allowing himself to let his guard down for a second, even if these people didn't seem to pose a threat to his master.
He looked over at the woman who seemed to be the cause of whatever was happening. A pretty girl, he noticed. She was covered with someone's jacket as she just lay on the couch like she was sick or something. Kolt decided to keep an eye on her...
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Kalila gritted her teeth, her eyes blazed angrily at the large vampire called Butch. His words about her impotence to help Blackwood taunted her. “I told you I can't help myself... I have to do what I'm told until I get my freedom. He is going to have to get the ring off Malik before I can do anything to help him.” To let out some of her frustration she let loose a fireball at Butch that sent him flying into a wall. She sighed as she watched Butch pick himself up, “Now I feel a little better.”
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“You are so coarse.” Malik spoke sourly. “I should have known this is about a woman... some things never change where you're concerned. Do not trust the genie, she would tell you whatever it took to gain her freedom... and then what do you think is the first thing she would do? Kill us for having been her masters. I cannot allow you to succeed.”
Malik drew his twin daggers. Long serrated blades on ornate handles. The sharp edges glowed a pale, poison green. He faced Blackwood across the room, a grim look of determination in his big brown eyes.
“Come claim your prize.” He challenged.
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jun 22, 2013 18:14:07 GMT -5
The Count's expression changed from his cheerful humble self to one of full serious. "He must have his own body which may take some time. Right now as it is to get him out one must know the counter spell and know how to control him within. The only person I know that can do this is...." he paused for effect. "Is me. I only taught it to a hand full of people and as it is none of them are around."
"That's not true!" A voice came from behind them. They spun to see Vandock, The Count's son walking towards them. "I know that spell. I can do it."
The Count sighed. "I don't think your strong enough son."
Vandock just stared at him then smiled. "Dad I can do this. You must run this place. Just freeze me. It will work. Trust me."
"But he will fight you within boy. You think you can handle that? I don't think you can."
"I'm doing this if you like it or not!" Vandock walked off towards the lab.
The Count sighed. "I hate it when that little sh*t is right." He chuckled then. "Well, looks as though we can make this work for you Asim. I just need to get a few things. Would you like to help me?" He began to walk the opposite way.
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"He is eyeballing you sweety," Zero said as Kolt kept looking over her.
"Shut the hell up!" Rachael barked. "Soon you will be removed from me!"
He chuckled. "You really think that will happen sweety? The Count is the only one I know that can with stand the power of holding me. I can control you like a puppet. But he can lock me away but he can't afford that. Being how powerful he is there is still nothing he can do."
"Then why bring us here?!"
"Because I am going to kill him. He stool years off my life by making a damn promise to your sister. Now he knows how to take you from me. If he is the only one who knows then he is going to die!"
"No! Count! Asim!" She screamed but Zero cut her off by kissing her.
He then placed her in chains and gagged her. "Man I have to f*ck you again." He made a bed appear as he tossed her back onto it. She began to struggle but it was pointless. He had gained full control again. It seemed he was tried playing games and never wanted to leave. What better way to always be able to have fun, right? He was going to make sure no one would ever become between them again.
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Butch slowly made it to his feet. "Sh*t girl. I didn't mean to really piss you off. We only want the same thing. To help Blackwood." He stood and rested against the wall. Shaking himself off he was really hoping Blackwood would end this quickly. "So how do you know the old vamp? You two seemed pretty hot together. I could tell he cared for ya too."
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"This isn't just about a girl," Blackwood hissed, "Although she is a big part in this, no this about this!" He point at his scar on his face. "Time to repay the favor."
He pulled out a shot gun and pointed it at him. "Prize or not you will either walk out of here almost dead or in a body bag." He fired as a loud blast exploded from his large twin barrel. With a huge smiling on his face he was so happy to watch the fear and him dodging for his own life. What sweet revenge it will all be.
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Post by Bucks23 on Jun 24, 2013 4:20:21 GMT -5
Asim nodded, “Ofcourse. Just a moment.” He went over and knelt down on one knee beside Rachel who lay on the comfy green couch. He took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “We're going to save you Rachel, we're going to fix you.” He watched her face for any kind of reaction. But none was forthcoming. “Can you hear me?” Still no reaction. Asim let go of her hand and stood up with a heavy sigh. The sooner they got that psycho loonatic out of her the better! He turned to the human wh0re he had made bring them all the way here. “Stay with her and make sure she's safe.” He said. “When this is over you will be paid for your services.”
Asim left with the Count who had waited a moment. They headed down a corridor. “Thank you for helping her.” He said. He knew there was still tension between them, ever since Asim had forced himself on the Count's favourite, Pepper. He wondered what had become of the small slip of girl, but dare not ask incase he insulted his host. He lapsed into silence and just followed the ancient vampire's lead...
“Right, let's put her in the guest room for now.” Kolt nodded to his henchmen and two of them picked Rachel up between them and carried her as carefully as they could out of the hallway.
Kolt fell into step with the human Rachel as they headed towards the guest wing. “You are friends with these vampires?” He asked her curiously...
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Kalila shrugged. “I only knew of him through my master, we..” She smiled at the memory. “...we kicked his a$$ a few times over the better part of a few centuries.” A dreamy look came over her face as she let herself think about Blackwood's a$$. Not that she'd seen him naked yet, but when Malik was dead and she belonged to him she hoped she would get the chance to tear off all his clothes and see everything he had to offer. Just thinking about her twisted, dark cowboy got her hot and bothered. She felt that aching desire build between her legs and needed some stimulation.
“We seemed hot together did we?” Kalila bit her bottom lip, getting breathless. “You liked watching us did you?” She slipped her hand slowly down into the front of her silk pants, her eyes on Butch's face the whole time. She drew in a sharp breath and a low moan of pleasure as she began to play with herself. The shape of her hand could be seen moving rapidly beneath the tin material. “Do you like watching this? You filthy b”stard?” She knew she was being bad, but technically she wasn't disobeying her master's wishes as long as she occupied the young vampire...
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The shotgun went off with a loud bang. Malik went down, arching backwards beneath the bullet as it creating wooden shards out of the heavy door behind him. He rolled and jumped to his feet as the second shot blew apart the lamp. Third shot blew a hole in the wall as he threw himself behind a door frame. He hissed a curse as he felt pain in his arm and felt blood clotting from a wound. The silver pellets burned into his skin painfully. He gritted his teeth against the seering pain.
“You want me Blackwood? Come get me!” He challenged. He waited until Blackwood approached the doorway then spun with lightning speed and knocked the gun from his hands. He barrelled into the other vampire with his side and the two men fell to the ground in a rough heap...
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Aug 8, 2013 0:12:40 GMT -5
The human Rachel nodded at Asim command. At least she took it as one and would remain here. She had no idea what that psychic Zero had done to this other girl but knowing what he had done to her in the past she really didn't want to find out. When Kolt directed her to another room she walked with her head hung. She was Dracula scum just like Asim had said and with that she would go back to doing so because it was the only thing she knew.
As Kolt spoke to her she hesitated but with her head still low and her eyes on the ground she said, "I am a stripper. The evil vampire that everyone is talking about use to come to the club. It seems I look like the other woman and even our names are the same. He use to do things to me. Horrible things and my boss didn't care as long as he got his moneys worth out of it. Not to mention he didn't want to die." As they came to a door they stopped. She still couldn't look at him. "I know what you must think of me but living in a world like this its all one can do to survive. I guess the only reason I haven't been turned into anything is because of that vampire. Its easier to handle a scared little human." She didn't know what else to say or do. It was all to much for her. Even being in the same building with that monster still scared the hell out of her. She wanted to leave but she couldn't because she didn't want to make Asim angry at her. He had already to much on his plate so she would stay.
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As they entered a room on the left, it was full of bottles, potions and a little old gray haired lady standing at a cauldron in the middle of the room. She slowly turned towards the two men. "Ah, Rath...."
The Count suddenly stepped forward and said, "Its good to see you Ruth." He held out his arms and walked over to the old woman. As he embraced her in a hug he whispered to her. "Count."
She smiled as they pulled away. "Nice to see you again boy. What can I do for you?"
"Well, we need a few things to move a persons consciousness from one body to another," the Count said walking around as he began to look at all the vials on the table.
"I need a little more information then that boy," she said as she began to stir the big pot before her.
"It's Zero. He is back and inside my friend's girlfriend. We need to get him out of her."
Ruth paused. Looking from Asim back to the Count she said, "Are you going to...."
"Vandock," the Count quickly said knowing what she was going to ask.
"Well, I hope she is worth it then," she said as she walked over to her table and began to look through her vials and ignored the sudden out burst of Asim.
The Count went over to calm him down as she began to go through her potions and picks a few different ones. "You will need help to these out of here because if you drop one I will be pissed."
"Not a problem," the Count said as he it a button on the way. Just then Pepper came walking in through a side door and stopped. As her eyes met Asim she wanted to turn and walk out but her master needed her so she would do as he asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Please take some of these vials to the basement with Asim. I need to speak with Ruth a moment."
"Yes, sir." She grabbed a few of them as did Asim and they walked out. She didn't know what to say to him so she didn't say anything as they walked. It felt weird and she was scared of him but if he was here it was because her master let him be here.
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Butch's eyes grew wide. Just staring at her hand underneath her panties moving as he could smell her get wet. Her moans were turning him on so bad he began to try and fix his bulge in his pants. "Oh, baby yes. Work that finger baby. Mmmm, yes make yourself cum for me." He knew he would get hell for this but she started it and he wasn't touching her so what was the harm in it, right? How he wanted to f*ck her though but he would be good. For his sake.
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Blackwood held on tight as they crashed to the floor. He began to punch, kick, and even bite him to try and be free of his grip. "If you will not give her to me willingly then I will take her from you. She doesn't even care about you. Do you know that? We are in love!" He screamed as he bit him on the neck which made him fight to roll away.
Blackwood stood and smiled with blood on his mouth. He licked his lips as he said, "You don't taste half bad. Maybe I should get a bottle to go." He chuckled as he was ready for his next attack.
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Post by Bucks23 on Aug 8, 2013 18:19:05 GMT -5
“Doesn't matter what I think, I follow my orders.” Kolt motioned towards a door with his hand. “The count has provided a room for you, if you need anything just ask the men who will be stationed at your door, they will see to your needs. Please don't be frightened, you will be safe here.”
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Asim calmed down after losing his temper with the old witch and took the box of vials that was offered to him. He remembered Pepper the very moment he saw her and felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise in anticipation. He remembered the assault he had made on the poor girl when he had been under Drake's spell... how much he had enjoyed her and how wonderful her blood tasted...
Asim decided to follow her example and said nothing as they carried the vials downstairs. It seemed her apprehension about his presence got the better of her and she tripped on their way down a corridor. Lightning fast, Asim managed to grab her sleeve to stop her from falling and they somehow managed to not drop any of the precious vials.
“You alright?” He asked her awkwardly.
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Kalila stared back at Butch as he watched her perform in front of him. He was obviously enjoying what he was seeing and a plan was starting to formulate in her devious mind. Though she had every faith in Blackwood that he would be able to get the ring from Malik and hopefully wish her freedom... it was always good to have a back up plan. If the bad boy cowboy decided to keep her for himself, she would need someone else she could rely upon to steal the ring from him and set her free. Butch was a close friend to that Zero freak and seemed to look up to Blackwood and admire him... was he really an option to use against Blackwood if the need arose? She would have to con vince him.
Kalila let her cheeks flush giving the impression she was blushing. She fluttered her eye lashes innocently. “This is so embarassing!” She whined. “To have you watching me like this its... its making me so hot. Do you want to see more? If you want me to come for you Butch... you got to tell me what you would do to me if you got the chance. How would you treat this body?”
Turning her back to Butch she slipped her silk pants down slowly, revealing a very smooth and shapely backside. Kneeling down on all fours, she spread her legs and thrust her behind in the air to give Butch a very good view of her private area from behind and reached underneath herself to resume her self gratificaton.
She looked over her shoulder at Butch, as she rubbed herself, her eyes watching his face as she bit her bottom lip. “Would you do anything to have this body? Anything I asked?”
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Malik growled as he pressed one hand over his bleeding neck. It had been deep bite and he felt his vision blur as the loss of blood began to take it's toll. If only he had Asim here... he would have stood a chance against his menace then.
“Sure thing, here you go.” Malik quipped and threw an empty beer bottle at Blackwood. The vampire ducked... just as Malik had expected and he was able to lunge at Blackwood and grapple with him once more.
“Let's see how you taste!” He challenged and bit Blackwood's neck, trying to latch onto him for dear life...
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Nov 10, 2013 18:57:22 GMT -5
Human Rachel hugged herself as she looked at Kolt. "You are truly the first that has ever been kind to me. Thank you." She turned and walked into the room. Looking around the room she turned back to Kolt. "If there is anything I can do to help. Please let me know." She really didn't want Kolt to leave. He was cute and seemed really sweet. She felt as though she had a crush on him but then shook it off thinking why would he want a sl*t like her? Zero destroyed her in so many ways that she felt really felt used and dirty. No sweet man like Kolt would want to touch her when he could have any other beautiful woman he wanted. She sighed as she walked over to the bed and sat. It was a big nice room. Better then her apartment and felt the need to stay here and hoped that she would be but to good use here. She really didnt want to go back to her old life and hopefully they wouldn't make her.
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Pepper didn't want to speak to Asim mainly because she didn't know what to say to him. After what happened between them her master talked with her that it really wasn't Asim's fault. It was another vampire that was controlling him like a puppet. Still it was Asim c*ck that was inside her and it was his lips that traveled her body and it was his teeth that bit her. She was scared of him but would do anything her master asked of her. He said she didn't need to be afraid of Asim. She can trust him but still it was hard to face the vampire.
As they walked in silence they headed down the stairs when Pepper suddenly lost her balance. Unable to stopped herself she closed her eyes waiting for the impacted but it never came. As she opened her eyes Asim was over her with his arms around her asking if she was ok. "I....Uh..." she mumbled as she looked into his eyes. She was lost in those dark eyes of his but this time they were of concern other then lust and hunger. "Yes, thank you." She forced out. Asim helped her back to her feet as she took a step back. Her eyes went down to the floor because it felt over whelming to look into his eyes again. "Count explained everything to me back then. I know it wasn't you that was hurting me but its still hard being around you. Even though it was someone else it was still you that was inside me. My dreams still wake me at night or nightmares I should say." She paused then. Taking in a deep breath she didn't want to go on but she knew she had too. "Count has been so good to me. I really truly love him. He has never let another man touch me before. Ever. My body belongs to him or at least it did. Sense you had tortured me he hasn't touched me like he use too sense then. I have tried everything but he just wont me love to me. You took him away from me and I away from him. Why he is helping you now is beyond me. I wish he wasn't but what I think doesn't matter anymore." She turned and continued down the stairs. "I just want you to get your lover back and be on your way."
She felt like crying but now wasn't the time. How she loved the Count but with what had happened he felt it best that she remain on the other side the huge mansion. But why she had to she could never say to anyone. Not even Asim sense it concerned him most of all. No, it all must remain a secret.
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Butch took a step forward as he licked his lips. "I'd give anything to f*ck you here and now." He said as he began to massage his crotch on outside of his jeans. "I would f*ck you so deep baby. F*ck its so hard. I really want you." He took another step forward as he kept watching her finger herself. "Let me do that for you my bad girl. I can make you feel good." He awaited her answer before taking another step even though he so badly wanted too. He wanted to f*ck her in every hole she had not thinking about the out come of what Blackwood would do to him if he did f*ck her right now.
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Ruth waited until the two where out of the room before she turned towards the Count. "It wasn't his fault. Why must you make her suffer?"
Count turned away from her. "You know why I can't. She doesn't belong to me anymore."
"Yes she does. Pepper loves you. She wanted to be yours forever."
"Well, Drake took her away from me."
"And yet she is still here Count. Don't be blind from what couldn't happen with what did. She never will leave you."
The Count turned towards her. His eyes lost. "I love her too but even though I gave her everything their was one thing I could never give her that Asim had. She belongs to him now."
"You can't really mean that boy. She will never leave you."
The Count sighed as he walked towards the door. "If you love someone so much you must do what is best for them. Asim has the right to know. After Zero is taken care of the Asim and Pepper must talk and figure out what to do from here." He turned and left heartbroken that his only love might soon leave him but if she chose to leave then he would understand. It would be for the best.
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Blackwood felt Malik fangs bit down into his neck but he did not have a chance to do to much damage because Blackwood pulled a small box out of his pocket. He opened it and threw it into Malik face. He began to choke and cough letting his teeth loose. Blackwood turned and kicked him in the stomach hard enough it made Malik fly back onto the ground. "I am so glad you love the smell of garlic. Its why I make sure I always have it with me." He walked over to Malik and kicked him in the stomach over and over again. "Why can't you just give me the ring? This can all be over and you can walk away here and now if you do." He picked up a whip and hit him with it. "This all can end Malik. Just give me the f*cking ring!"
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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 16, 2013 9:08:20 GMT -5
(OOC: Just done Kolt's bio, here it is: fantasy1987.proboards.com/thread/1310/kolt ) Kolt smiled at Rachel, he could tell she was checking him out. “Likewise. I'm down the hall on the left if you feel like you need to contact me directly.” He told her with a mischievous twinkle in his blue eyes and left her to rest on her own. Kolt turned to the two suited men who stood to either side of the door. “Make sure you guard her like you were following orders directly from the Count. If she wishes to leave the room give her an escort and inform me immediately. Understand?” The men nodded and Kolt left them to do their job. It had been a long day and he was looking forward to getting himself some rest. As he headed towards his quarters he loosened his tie and thought about Rachel. Such a fragile and innocent thing despite what history she had. He wouldn't mind making love to her if he got the chance, perhaps he would ask her to join him for a drink later and turn on the charm to get her to open her legs. He grinned to himself at the thought. Entering his room he was surprised to find three gorgeous women waiting for him. They beamed at him happily and were all sat on his bed wearing equally skimpy clothing that only barely hid their modesty and left nothing about their ample proportions to the imagination. “The Count sent us.” One of the girls said. “Did he now?” Kolt said, grinning at them and feeling his manhood stiffen uncomfortably in his briefs. He would have to stop thinking about Rachel for the moment if he was going to enjoy this guilt free. He closed the door behind him and felt his pulse starting to race with excitement. “We're your reward for being such a good boy.” Another of the girls said as all three crawled off the bed and approached Kolt as one sensual creature of curves and sexuality. There was a bottle of champagne already open with some crystal glass flutes on the side that one of the girls brought to him. “God bless the Count.” Kolt said and swallowed the contents of his glass in one. The girls giggled at this. He snatched up the bottle instead of having another glass and threw back his head to gulp on the contents greedily. Amid their giggles, the three babes started to undress Kolt. Their small delicate fingers caressed him as they tugged free his clothing, sliding down his briefs last to release his erection that was so hard it stuck nearly straight up. They came to kneel before him and looked up at him with exaggerated surprise at his size and girth. Man I love my job! Kolt thought as he laughed aloud and tipped the champagne bottle over himself. The cold bubbly liquid ran down his chest and abdomen and the three girls started to drink and slurp at it from the end of his big d!ck and balls... --------------------------------------------------------------- “D-don't talk so dirty, Butch.” Kalila moaned. “It turns me on too much.” Her eyes went to his crotch to watch him rubbing the front of the impressive bulge in his jeans. She licked her lips hungrily at the sight and forced her eyes to travel back to the young vampire's face. Her cheeks blushed an even brighter shade of red at his suggestion. Her backside trembled in the air as she quivered with lust. She slipped her fingers from her flower and gave her finger tips a lick, tasting herself. “Mmm... perhaps It would be cruel not to let you touch me... but we can't make love, I'm Blackwood's girl and you must never tell him about this. Understand? Please Butch, I love him. I can't wait to be his, I hope he will let you watch as he claims my every hole and perhaps even lets you join in. Every good boss rewards his men don't they?” Kalila bent herself even further forward and pulled her ar*e cheeks apart to show Butch every part of her. “I'm so embarrassed! But please use your fingers on me.” Then she laughed quietly and chewed her lip nervously as she asked, “And please use your tongue in my bottom... I would like that very much dear.” Ofcourse Kalila was putting on an act to make sure Butch made a useful lackey, to follow her every whim and command, but she couldn't wait to have Blackwood to herself. That rugged cowboy was in for the time of his life when he gets that ring off Malik and then she would scheme her freedom out of him... ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Malik screamed in pain. “The ring belongs to me!” He roared back at Blackwood, unable now to do anything but put up a weak defence against the other vampire's attacks. “I'll die before I let you have the power of the genie! She's mine!” -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Asim listened to pepper and felt a pang of sympathy for her. He remembered everything about his torture of her... and it made him feel sick to the stomach that he didn't regard it as a nightmare... it had been some of the best sex he had ever had. Some of Drake's magic influence must have remained as he pictured Pepper in his mind. He could hear her shrieking and begging for someone to save her as he had her bound and was abusing her body. Asim shook his head to try and clear the images but they just kept on coming. The desire to f*ck pepper was becoming almost uncontrollable. He growled and squeezed his eyes shut before the images suddenly vanished again. It seemed pepper had noticed him struggling with something and paused to wait for him. “I'm sorry for what happened to you.” Asim said. “It doesn't take a genius to work out the Count no longer keeps you warm at night> I owe you for what I did to you and would offer to do anything for you to please you. Even go away if you told me to as soon as this whole thing with Zero is over.” Asim approached pepper and grabbed her arm roughly above the elbow. He pulled her in close and hissed to her quietly. “Just tell me honestly that it was a complete nightmare for you... that you didn't enjoy anything I did to you. I pushed you past levels the Count wouldn't. I showed you violence he would never allow you to see. Tell me you hated every moment of It and mean it and I'll leave you alone and never bother you again.”..
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Nov 28, 2013 1:52:38 GMT -5
Human Rachel walked around her room. Looking at all the beautiful dresses in the closet she looked down at her body noticing how dirty she was. Heading into the bathroom she turned on the water. Getting it as hot as he could she let her clothes slowly drop to the floor and stepped in. The water didn't faze her much as she just stood their letting scalding hot water flow over her. Closing her eyes she flashed back to Zero and the many of times he had harmed her. It was overwhelming. He had tortured her for a very long time and no one gave a sh*t. Now she was in a beautiful huge mansion with a very cute man just a few doors down from her own. Again it was overwhelming. She slowly sank to her knees as she started to cry. How did she get here? Her life was meaningless. No one cared if she lived or died and no one loved her. Who would love a Dracula, she heard Zero say many of times. She had belonged only to him and she still felt like that. Being her knowing he was so close scared her. She wanted out and for the longest time she thought the only way was to kill herself. It was still the plan but for now she would hold out just a little while longer. Just for once she wanted to wear one of those beautiful gowns she saw that was hanging in the closet. Maybe that would change her mind.
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Butch walked over to Kalila and put a hand on either side of her hips. He made her stand to turn and face her. "You are right that you belong to him. He is my master I could never betray him as much as I want to finger you right now. If we did this I couldn't look him in the eye. When you are his I will be yours too, ok? Then and only then will I do what you both ask of me. For now we really must keep ourselves under control." He was kicking himself for saying such things. He wanted to f*ck her so badly but if Blackwood smelled any kind of scent on her that didn't belong then they would have a problem. So he had to wait.
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"She hates you Malik and she to wants nothing more to do with you! Why must you put her through hell!" He screamed as he kept repeating him with the whip and then slowed to a stop. He stepped back and just stood there looking down at him. "I will do anything to make her mine. If I have to kill you old friend I will so I give you this one last chance. Just give me the ring and walk away."
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Pepper looked deep into Asim eyes. She wanted to tell him but now wasn't the time. "Please, Asim. I just want to get this stuff down to the basement." She moved away from him as she started back down the stairs when he came up behind her and kissed her hard on the lips. The passion was incredible and intense. She returned his kiss with the same lust filled passion. As they pulled away they met each others gaze. He was going to kiss her again when she held up a hand to stop him. "I know it was you but yet it wasn't you Asim. It did feel amazing but now we must move on. Now let us go. You have a young girl awaiting for you help." She turned and headed down the stairs. Thinking of that night and how Drake had control she did enjoy Asim. Never had she ever had a man like him before but knowing he had another and that she still loved The Count everything else had to just drift away.
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Ruth sighed. "Are you going to tell Asim or have Pepper do it?"
"It's not up to me. She asked me to let it be."
"I know you Count. You can't let anything be."
"Asim has Rachel who we are trying to save. Pepper and I still love each other. I think its very clear that everything must remain as it is."
Ruth sighed. "I know you will do what is right my son."
"I need to go. Vandock should be down their with the others by now. Its time to get that psycho out of Rachel for good." He turned and walked out. Thinking on their conversation on the way to the basement he wondered if Pepper was going to tell him of what happened. Unsure of how he would ever reacted he decided to leave it up to her. He really did love her and didn't want to see her go but if it came down to it he wouldn't hold on to her. He had to just wait and hope for the best.
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Post by Bucks23 on Nov 29, 2013 19:51:37 GMT -5
Asim wasn't able to stop himself. He had kissed Pepper and tried to do so again before she stopped him and made him regain his senses. The pulsing in his head matched the pulsing and stiffening between his legs. He desired the girl body and soul... but not in a loving romantic way. He wanted... no, NEEDED to ruin her and use her up until it wasn't possible to take anything more from her. More than anything he just wanted to screw the crap out of her. Ignoring the uncomfortable swelling in his jeans for now, he followed Pepper down into the cellar as instructed by the count. He realised that this wasn't too far from where he had abused the unfortunate girl while under Drake's control.
As they put down their precious vials, Pepper made to leave. “Wait a moment.” Asim said, moving close to her. He boldly touched her face, brushing a lock of hair from her forehead, his eyes stared into hers. Again his one track mind around her wanted nothing more than to tear her cloths up to bare her hidden assets... but he fought against the desire.
“Meet me later tonight... in the Pool Room? Just to talk... and maybe swim? No one need know we are meeting. Please Pepper don't make me beg.” He smiled slightly, trying to humour the seriousness of the moment. Though he didn't take kindly to being refused...
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Kolt was laughing as he lay on his back on the bed with the three ladies overlapping his body. All three heads were poised above his crotch eagerly as three pairs of hands massaged, tugged and teased his erect and throbbing manhood. They had spent the last twenty minutes doing unspeakable acts of depravity, no position had been spared and he had been pleasured in ways he had never previously known possible. The Count's girls knew their trade well. His hands were busy fondling the rumps of two of the girls, his fingers busy prying their way into their private cavities.
With a shout of joy he climaxed and shot his load into the air and directly up into the three expectant faces. Their mouths descended upon him, sucking and licking at him.
Moments later the three girls giggled playfully as they helped each other dress. They gave him flirtatious waves as they left his room and shut the door behind them.
Kolt had sat up to wave back at them with a lazy smile on his face before he flopped back down on the bed, utterly exhausted. It was more than obvious these women were used to the count's amazing stamina because as much as he had enjoyed having sex with them, the encounter had all but killed him.
“Man I love my job.” He mumbled happily to himself and pulled the blanket up to his waist as he fell alseep...
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Kalila listened to Butch's words, holding her clothes against her to hide her sudden need for modesty. The encounter had not gone quite like she had planned... it seemed the young vampire was more loyal to his master than she had hoped. Everything now rested directly with Blackwood, her freedom HAD to come from him.
“Agreed.” She said, exhaling sharply and running her fingers through her long silky black hair. “We had better never mention this happene--- oh no.” Her ethereal form started to disipate. “I am being summoned! Remember Butch... say nothing of this!” Then she was gone, leaving the vampire to his own council...
Kalila, dressed once again and seemingly untouched by the previous moment appeared inside Malik's den and found herself standing between her badly wounded master and Blackwood. Her pulse quickened at the sudden realisation Blackwood was so close to finishing the other vampire off. She was so close to belonging to Blackwood and then maybe her freedom...
“I will never give up this ring... or the genie!” Malik spat bloody phlegm in Blackwood's direction. “I would die before I let a monster like you get hold of this power!”
Kalila couldn't take it any more. “For God's sake my love! Kill him and we can be together!” She screamed desperately at Blackwood.
Malik had a wounded look in his eyes. “After all our years together... you would betray me? With him?!”
“Oh shut up.” Kalila hissed, she crossed the room to Blackwood and wrapped her slender arms around one of his biceps. She rested her head beneath his chin. “So preachy and full of your self righteous garbage. I need a real man... a man like Blackwood.”
“You mean a monster.” Malik sneered, his expression filling with resolve. A final death would come to him today... but his legacy would be for things between Blackwood and Kalila to not come so easily.
“I wish for you to have no memory of this vampire, Kalila... that you will not have any knowledge of anything that passed since before I first discovered you.”
“No! Blackwood stop him!” Kalila shrieked, hands clawing at her face as her eyes bugged in terror.
Blackwood shot forward but Malik used the last of his strength to summon a blue fire energy wave to blast him back across the room.
“I wish it.” Malik said to her, ignoring her sudden pleas. Even when she dropped to her knees and tried begging him he still refused to alter his mind. The unfortunate genie vanished, returning into the ring as he slipped it from his finger. He knew he didn't have the strength to protect it from Blackwood... it had to go to someone who could.
“Kiss your girlfriend goodbye. If you ever see her again she will not remember anything about you! Or any of us.” Malik smiled coldly at Blackwood as he continued to hold him back with his magic. Out of the blue flame a simple raven appeared and snatched the ring from Malik's hand. It took flight out of the window and rode the heavens out of the city.
His strength dwindling, Malik snatched up a nearby broken chair leg and held it to his chest. He was hopeful his death would hinder Blackwood's discovery of the ring long enough for it's new owner to realise it's powers. He died smiling at Blackwood, his ashes blowing about the room as his magic fire dissipated.
Blackwood was left in an empty room to decide his actions...
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Through strange skies and across stranger lands the raven flew, carrying the simple red ring in it's beak. Of course Asim Ausar was it's intended target and it homed in on the Count's mansion. It only had a scent to go on and hopped in through an open window looking for the vampire.
It had unwittingly chosen the wrong room and squawked for attention before flapping it's way back out of the room again and away from this adventure...
The human girl, Rachel, would find a beautiful red jewelled ring waiting on the bed for her as she returned from the closet. If she was to put the ring on her finger she would find some strange things happening indeed...
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Jan 2, 2014 11:30:56 GMT -5
Pepper didn't want to meet Asim. She hated him even though she knew it wasn't his fault from what had happened. Still why should she? With a sigh she stared into his eyes and whispered, "Only to talk and nothing more." She then left and returned to her room.
Suddenly a little girl ran up to her as Pepper closed the door. "Can I go see him?"
Pepper knelt down in front of the young girl. She placed a lose hair from out of the girls face to behind her ear. "He is busy my little bumblebee but in a little while you can."
The little girl smile big as she threw her arms around her. "I love you mommy!"
Pepper closed her eyes as she hugged her daughter tightly. "I love you too kiddo." She put her daughter at arms link. "Never forget that, ok?"
"I won't," her daughter said with a grin. "I drew a picture. Do you want to see it?"
"Lead away," Pepper said as she then followed her daughter over to the table.
The picture was lying on the desk across the room. As Pepper saw the picture she almost gasped out loud. It had her and her daughter in the picture of course but there was a third in it. A man. "Who is the man in the picture with us?"
"Well," her daughter began, "At first I thought I was drawing the Count but then I saw it doesn't look like him. I really don't know but it seems right for him to be in it."
Pepper began to brush her daughters hair. Looking at the face in the picture it looked like the man who she just spoked to moments ago. The same man she has to meet in a few hours at the pool. Does her daughter know he is here?
"Well, I like the picture sweety. It's very good."
"Thank you," her daughter said not sounding so sure. Both let silence fall over them until The Count was ready to play with her little girl. He has been like a father to her which Pepper was thankful for. Even though they touched when the her daughter was in the room that was only to keep up that nothing was wrong. But The Count didn't "own" her anymore and he knew it. If Pepper ever wanted to leave they could but she couldn't. Not after all The Count done for her. For them both so she decided she wasn't going to mention her at all. It was her right to protect her daughter. So be it.
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When Pepper left the room Zero turned towards Asim. "Glad Rachel here didn't see that," he hissed, "She might not think you care."
"Of course he cares," Vandock snapped as he appeared from the shadows. "And so do I."
Zero's eyes grow wide. "No. It's impossible."
Vandock walked over to Asim. "The Count is on his way down. I will be taking his place to control that monster."
"NO!" Zero shouted as he began to fight his restraints.
"You cant keep her Zero! She doesn't belong to you!" Vandock shouted.
"Yes she does! She is from me! I own her! Just like Shadow! I will find her too and we will never be apart again!"
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Blackwood just stared off in shock. It seemed so unreal. His old friend and yet enemy destroyed but his lover is gone forever. 'No not forever,' he thought to himself. 'I will get her back!'
Suddenly Butch rushed into the room. "Sir?"
Blackwood turned towards Butch and asked, "Where is Zero?"
"I think I heard something about The Count."
Blackwood knew what that ment. Sadly enough he needed his brother right now so said, "Let's go!" And took off like a bat out of hell to get to The Counts mansion before they tried to destroy his brother. Hopefully they will understand its for love...
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The Count walked up to Pepper's door and was about to knock when he stopped himself. He placed his hand gently on the door and sighed. He wanted nothing more to be the father of her child. Its not like he didn't try but something just never made it so. He wondered what she was going to do and wanted to ask but now wasn't the time. So he turned and walked on heading down to the basement....
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Rachel found a beautiful sundress that was white with pink roses on it that looked amazing on her with white heals to match. She was looking in the mirror then noticed something shining was reflexed in it from off the bed. Turning she watched over and saw a ring lying upon in and picked it up. Smiling she studied it as she felt a sudden urge to put it on.
As she slowly moved it towards her finger she stopped. She just stared at it more trying to remember if it was here when she had entered the room or not. It was beautiful. Like nothing she had ever seen before then she realized with her like it was maybe she deserved this. With all the hell she had gone threw in her life maybe this would benefit her. So she slid it onto her finger and what happened next she was totally unprepared for....
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Post by Bucks23 on Jan 8, 2014 8:11:56 GMT -5
Asim went to Zero and slammed him down against the bedding with a hand wrapped roughly around his throat. Asim glared with rage into eyes that didn't belong in the girl's face. “You're wrong Zero.” He growled darkly, his passion and erotic frustration giving way to a burst of testosterone fuelled rage. His lips were curled into a sneer of contempt. “The only thing waiting for you is oblivion. When we're done with you there won't be anything left to haunt or bother anyone again. Even if Rachel had to die to finally be rid of you I would make it so.”
Releasing his grip on the possessed woman, he stepped away from the bed and regained himself. “Somebody gag this son of a b1tch.”
Asim turned to the person he had not previously met. “Vandock I take it?” He studied the other male but didn't offer a hand to shake. “How soon are we to start this?”
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A moment after Rachel put on the mysterious ring, there was a rush of pink mist that entered the room from a space between worlds. It was accompanied by a sweet smelling perfume and the gentle sigh of a raven-haired beauty that materialised as if from thin air. She was a full bodied woman with emerald green eyes and wore a loose fitting Arabian garment adorned with golden jewellery.
The woman sat perched on the edge of Rachel's bed with her legs crossed and smiled coyly at the human woman. “Greetings, my name is Kalila and I am a genie bound to the ring.” She said and added a gentle laugh as she looked over what Rachel was wearing. “Times must have changed since I was last summoned. Allow me a moment...” In a flash Kalila's clothes changed to match what Rachel was wearing, only Kalila's sundress was red and her heels were that little bit higher than hers.
With a feminine toss of her head, Kalila threw her thick black hair over her shoulders and studied the woman who had unwittingly summoned her. “Your wish is my command mistress. We are now bound in spirit until you die or desire to pass me to a new master. There are many things I can do for you, however I have my limitations.” Kalila smiled. “Perhaps I can demonstrate my power by ridding you of a scar you no longer wish to carry?”
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Post by Lady Amira Nuit on Feb 7, 2014 14:28:31 GMT -5
As The Count started to head down to the basement one of his men rushed towards him. "Sir, we have a uh...problem."
"That is what I pay Kolt for!" The Count snapped. "Let him deal with it!"
"But, sir. It's...It's the possessed man's brother and he will only speak to you."
The Count sighed. He knew what this ment and he hated it. What he should do is refuse to see the man but The Count did respect Blackwood. "Fine. Send him in."
As he watched Blackwood and another vampire enter he extended a hand towards. Blackwood took it with a smirk.
"Good to see you again sir."
"And you as well Blackwood. Tell me. What business do you have with me?"
Blackwoods face with blank as he voice was flat. "You know why I am here Count."
"Ah, yes. To get your little psychopath back I imagine."
"He is still my little brother Count. I don't want to see him dead."
"You're heart is to big for you own good Blackwood. He is a bad dog that needs to be put down. I would have down in awhile ago and I should have but I wanted to give him a second chance."
"You can't do this!"
"Look at what the little maniac has done Blackwood! Rachael is your niece for crying out loud! It's incest! He is f*cking mad and you know it!"
Blackwood turned his gaze away. He sighed heavily. "I didn't know."
"Of course not! He kept the secret to please himself. You must let me do this!"
Blackwood turned his back on him then. Exploring all the possibilities to not let them kill Zero but there was none. Well, maybe only one...
He turned his gaze back to The Count as he said, "Let me take him."
The Count did not expect this but who better to control him then his older brother. The Count sighed. "I am not sure that is a good idea but..."
"But..."
The Count held up a hand to silence him. "But, I am willing so my son will not have that parasite inside him."
Blackwood wanted to yell at him but instead he kept his mouth shut. If this was going to save his brother life then he will do it. He knows he can control Zero within his own mind so he isn't worried about that but he is worried what the others will say.
"Follow me," The Count said as he headed down the stairs as the two vampires followed close behind.
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One of the guards placed a gag in Rachael's mouth so Zero re-tracked back into the mind.
"It seems they don't want to play anymore honey. Guess I just have to play with you."
Rachael was tied down to a bed, naked and scared. She wanted this nightmare to end and wondered why Asim hadn't ended it yet.
"Please, I just..."
"Oh, it's okay my sweet. No one will be able to hear you scream." He chuckled. "No one but me."
"Asim!!! HELP ME!!! KILL ME PLEASE!!!"
He sat on the side of the bed places a hand gently on her stomach. "Shhh, my love. It's okay. I will be gentle sense this will be our last time together it seems. Well, for a sort time anyway. I will never stop coming for you or your sister. We are a happy little family and I intend to keep it that way." He leaned down and kissed her.
She tired to turn her head to do anything so could to get him off her lips but he grabbed her hair and pulled keeping it in place. She yelped into his mouth but there wasn't anything else she could do. He then straddled her.
"Like I promised my sweet. I will be gentle this time."
"Go to hell!"
He chuckled. "You first." He spat on his fingers and rubbed between her legs to make sure it was nice as wet for him. He slid his member inside and slowly rocked his hips. She arched her back as tears ran down her cheeks for this time it felt much much worse to her. He was being gentle and kind like a lover should be. It was to weird and her body started to react. She cursed it for doing such a thing but shouldn't stop it. She just hoped that this would end sooner then later.
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Vandock studied Asim just as the man was doing the same to him. He had no idea what went on between any of them but it didn't seem good. "Well, as soon as..."
Suddenly The Count entered the room and he smiled at his father but then frowned as he saw who followed him close behind.
"Wait! No, father you can't do this!"
The Count held up a hand to silence him. "Sorry V. It's been done."
"But, that's his brother. You can't trust him!"
Blackwood walked up into Vandock's face. "I will not let you kill him if I can "control" him!"
"If? That is a laugh! You are full of sh*t Blackwood! You're brother is..."
"Is a psychic madman. I know. But, dammit he is my blood. You would do the same for yours! And I know I can "control" him!"
"Shall we get started then?" The Count said as he walked over to the young girl. He say the eye balls twitching under her closed eye lids and knew what the manic was doing. He just hoped that Blackwood could in fact control Zero otherwise they would give him a more powerful body to control.
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Human Rachael frozen in disbelief. She was confused to see this woman this genie before her. She looked down at the ring then back at - Kalila wasn't it? It seemed all to unreal. When she focused on the girls last words she felt for her scar then looked at the woman. "That would be wonderful." Her was so soft it was amazing the genie heard her at all. However the next moment she realized the scar was gone and she just stared. "I...I...oh my god." She looked up at the genie with wide eyes. "Can you change my clothes? Maybe some jeans and a corset? Oh, and some black leather boots?" She wanted to show off for Kolt. Then she thought, why? He was the first person or first man that ever show kindness to her. Maybe if she looked like a sexy biker chick then maybe he would look her way. One could only hope.
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