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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:04 pm
Angel had turned her attention back to Loki to answer her question when she felt her hair jerked up, she had been pulled out of the chair at an alarming rate, crying out, she fought to break free from Crow's grasp. "Get the ******** of me she-beast, I didn't take your s**t."
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:11 pm
Yawgmoth's smile widened ever so slightly. There was a busty blonde, Angel and Crow in the room and two of them were fighting or rather, Crow was yanking her sister up by the hair. He could watch those two fight all day. Though he clearly had a favorite to win. He and the succubus hadn't really talked about what kind of strange relationship or not they were going to have. So he didn't feel guilty looking the blonde over when she looked at him and he returned her nod with one sly wink and let his vision fade back to the sisters feuding.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:20 pm
Busty described the golden haired and silver eyed Goddess and Lycan mix to a T. Nice long legs, a toned body, plump rear and soft lips that looked like they were perfect for lewd activities and by the looks of it her skin tight strapless shirt showed off she wore no bra and didn't need one to keep her ample chest nice and perky. Feeling the male's eyes on her she turned her head to look at him once more and caught his wink. Her cheeks flushed pink once more as her painted lips twitched and pulled back into a devious smile and a slow lick of her lips to go with the lustful energy that radiated out of her.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:21 pm
Crow threw Angel at Yawgmoth's feet. "Lying b***h, We know you don't enjoy Our drinking of your precious unicorns life ." A swift kick to Angel's stomach brought a smirk to the lips of her tormentor. Looking at Yawg she laughed. "We are thinking of doing vile things to this one." Kneeling down, her claws closed around the throat of the fairer sex. "Maybe We should give you to him."
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Mistress Crow Darkstryde Vice Captain
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:39 pm
Angel gasp, tearing at Crow's fingers, trying to free herself as she whipped around, breaking free finally. Turning her back on Crow, she huddled around his feet, making it seem as if she was seeking protection from the man towering over her. This was far from the truth. She was just trying to catch her breath. "I am not yours to give" Angel's voice cracked.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:44 pm
"Really?" he said taking his boot and stomping down on Angel's back since the woman was huddled a bit too close. The intent wasn't to crush or hurt, not yet, but to pin her down to the floor. "When one animal bests another, the beaten recognize the stronger as Alpha. In our opinion, Crow is your alpha. We think that gives her the right to shove you around as she sees fit." his voice said. A biting tone with a sneer looking down at her. He looked up to the succubus "What we do to Crow" he began while keeping eye contact with the dark lady "She loves. She thrives on. What we'd do to you, we don't think you'd enjoy nearly as much. Oh but we're sure we would. We're sure we both would." he lifted his boot off of her back and shoved her away with it laughing.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 8:47 pm
The door opens and in steps what appears to be a humanoid tiger dressed in what some would typically identify as Ninja garb, complete with a Ninja-to strapped to his back. he glances around the place as he moves to the side away from the door.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 9:06 pm
Lord Yawgmoth " Really?" he said taking his boot and stomping down on Angel's back since the woman was huddled a bit too close. The intent wasn't to crush or hurt, not yet, but to pin her down to the floor. " When one animal bests another, the beaten recognize the stronger as Alpha. In our opinion, Crow is your alpha. We think that gives her the right to shove you around as she sees fit." his voice said. A biting tone with a sneer looking down at her. He looked up to the succubus " What we do to Crow" he began while keeping eye contact with the dark lady " She loves. She thrives on. What we'd do to you, we don't think you'd enjoy nearly as much. Oh but we're sure we would. We're sure we both would." he lifted his boot off of her back and shoved her away with it laughing. Crow looked up at Yawgmoth, mulling over the idea of going through with the assault on Angel, or lashing into him over having the audacity to flirt in her presence. The latter seemed the most pressing matter, Angel, was beginning to bore her. "It isn't fun if you don't fight back." Crow stepped on Angel as she walked over her, using her as a step so to speak. The violet eyed temptress glared up at Yawgmoth, poking him in the chest with a claw she let him know his place. "You belong to Crow. No other, We will not condone you paying mind to dogs when you are in Our presence." Crow said what she felt and believed every word of it. Her face turned to stare down the blonde woman. "We saw you." Her head swung back to him. "We saw you as well." Crow knew his flesh would stay unharmed unless he willed her to draw blood. It didn't stop her from trying. "Do you understand where We stand?" Her claw traced a C in his chest, a sign, visible or not, that she had officially claimed him as her mate.
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Mistress Crow Darkstryde Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 9:28 pm
Kumouri watched all from his more or less out of the way spot. Taking note of the apparently dominant couple in the room.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 9:37 pm
Angel, still sore from her night before, crawled away from the two before they remembered she was still there. Not that she wanted to, but Angel hid behind her chair by the fireplace. She ached all over and was ashamed that she hadn't fought back. She would need to gain her strength then she would put an end to Crow. Period.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 11:36 pm
Crow's claws drew sparks on Yawgmoth's chest. A small C was there not in blood but in reddened skin from the sparking. The Lord of the Wastes looked down and then stood up and grabbed her hand. "We don't belong to anyone." he began "No one makes demands of us. You request. By the same token, a woman like you doesn't belong to us either. We make requests of you, we make no demands. If we could demand anything from you, you wouldn't be worth our time to commit our being to. As long as you understand where we stand. We will abide by your request. We will keep our eyes on our Dark Lady and our clothes on her floors only, our body with hers only. Yes?" he pulled her hand back to the C still showing on his chest. "You may cut it again, if you like. This time, for you, the skin will break. Show us your dedication, and we will show you ours."
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 5:15 am
Crow glared at his hand on her wrist. Inhaling deeply through her nose she listened to his words. Never had she met a man who would come close to besting her, this one she felt was her equal. His words planted a seed inside her that took root and grew rapidly through her sensual, twisted mind. "We will adhere to Your...request." Slowly her eyes followed up his muscular arm and on to his face. "No other will hold fancy with Us. Our body and all the perverse pleasures within are for You alone." This may seem like a tall order for the Succubus to fill but the being before her, she felt, would be more then suffice to satiate even her pallet. If one looked closely enough, they would see a genuine smile cross the lips of the ill tempered siren as she took the pleasure of carving her initial into his chest above his heart. Lowering her head, she flicked her tongue over the fresh wound tasting his blood. As she licked it from her full lips she peered into his eyes then bared the top of her left breast to him. "We offer You the same respect." She, in return would allow him to mark her unblemished skin.
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Mistress Crow Darkstryde Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 7:33 am
Ali hadn't spoken up or done much then simply eat while observing how Angel was beaten and humiliated. Yeah, you could say that was cold and heartless of him considering the night they had. But honestly it seemed like sibling issues, best to let family deal with family issues on their own. That said, He did sit back in his chair when he was finished with his meal and starred at the couple. Shaking his head a little with a laugh. Aww..how cute. I take it having her piss into your mouth wasn't a dominatrix enough action for you?, it wasn't a defense for Angel. More a observational remark. Wasn't like they were the first people he'd met like this, a b***h that thought she was the center of the universe and some steroid munching daddy's boy who got off on slapping women around. They were a single dime among a dozen in the world. Would fit right in on the Jersey shore or Orange county shows.
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 8:49 am
Hearing that Crow has focused her rage elsewhere, Angel stood up and walked to the stool she had been sitting in before she set with Ali. In the mirror she watched the display of affection between the two who she had been prey to. She also took notice of the patrons who had stood by and watched her humiliation. She knew where she stood now in the eyes of the people around her. She adverted her eyes from Ali, if he had noticed. He seemed only to be concerned with popping off to Yawgmoth. His lack of action when Yawg had her under his foot led Angel to believe she had made the wrong choice last night.
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Angel Miasma Omega Captain
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2016 11:40 am
Ali glanced over at Angel for a moment, setting his eyes back on the couple. Eventually he reached out and grabbed onto Angels chair, pulling it to the side and over to himself and in a continuing flow also pulled her into his lap, Locking her in place with his arms and leaning in to lick her neck, though also using her thick long hair to hide how his lips were close to her ear. Allowing him to whisper in such a low voice even those standing beside him would be hard pressed to heard his words. Had I reacted they'd very likely handle you worse, the attention would excite them enough to do so. Had I been wrong and they'd taken a single step further your sisters brain would be in the kitchen and he'd be gasping for air right now. Now slap me like you hate me, I know you want to.
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