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 Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 5:36 am
 Claire
Claire examined Blade with a grin. "It seems she's taken to her training quite well," she said. "I bet she just can't wait to sink her teeth into Bethany and Wind." She remembered helping Gurzil with Blade's 'training'. They had taken advantage of Bethany's captured mind when they caught her spying. That death scene had been the first blow against Bethany's mind. But what came after had been so much fun, and so useful for breaking both Bethany and Blade. Claire still had such pleasant dreams about the cycle of hunting and death they had trapped Bethany in. She remembered every way they had gotten Blade to kill the poor girl, every reset and the way they destroyed Blade's inhibitions until she delighted in Bethany's screams of fear and pain.
Claire was pulled from her daydreams by Gurzil's mental command to hurry up. She looked over to Kam and frowned. "As fun as this is to see, we have things to do." She released the suspended woman and set to getting her prepared for battle as ordered. "I hope you're excited. It's finally time for you to play." She attached a leash to Blade's collar and then started leading the way back to Gurzil, not paying attention to whether or not Kam was following.
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2016 3:20 pm
Kam got into motion but without thought as he helped Claire get Blade prepared for Gurzil then followed as Clair lead Blade on her leash from the ‘playroom’ she’d lived in since she’d ‘died’. As they moved into the light, it became obvious that Gurzil had kept her in perfect physical condition but had worked her to perfection. When Claire had reached for the muzzle, Kam had stopped her. It was probably there for good reason, after all… He was in total shock over Luna’s appearance but he somehow managed to get his mask back into place, burying what was really going on in of him even though he would never be able to hide it from Gurzil at all. No, to Gurzil Kam was an open book. From the fact that he loved the insane demon to the fact that he was terrified of losing him to the fact that if he didn’t get some very elaborate intimate and bloody contact with Gurzil soon, his lean physique that his master had admired only a short while ago and his devastatingly good looks would soon all begin to nothing more than skin over bones that followed after Gurzil like an empty shell. He wouldn’t even be worth being a meal at that point. But part of him was already figuring out what had to be done. Luna’s appearance had the plans forming in the darkest part of his mind that Gurzil couldn’t reach, a part of his mind now fractured by too much time spent away from the one that held his literal Heart… He’d probably set things in motion tonight at dinner. Gurzil would find that fitting… They moved upstairs with Kam watching Blade as she prowled behind Claire, his eyes moving over the marks in her skin that were still not healed that the specially made fighting leathers revealed to perfection as well as the daggers that Blade made no attempt to even touch. Of course, he knew that Blade wouldn’t need those daggers, not if she’d gotten the training he guessed Gurzil had given his unique cousin. He’d known all along that he had nothing to teach his master, had always wondered why Gurzil kept him at all instead of simply eating him, “He’s done her up perfectly. Just remember to leave the muzzle on. Master never does anything without reason. Even a muzzle,” he said simply as he moved on past Blade, unable to resist giving her cheek a very light caress along the way. As a relative, he could touch her without anyone protesting it. Not even his master could protest it. He moved alongside Claire for a while along the hallways then branched off to go into his rooms, seemingly to clean up before the official meeting with Luna. At least, as far as Claire could tell. And he’d long ago set up his own protections from her mental probing. When he came out, he was dressed in something traditional: one half of the outfit was true golden cloth that revealed more than it hid and marked him as half Incubus, the other half was an almost sheer white with veins of solid white shot through it at strategic points and marked him as half Ice demon. A strange combination but one that had worked out to perfection in creating Kam. The top half of his hair was pulled back with a clip made from one of his father’s thigh bones; (He didn’t think Gurzil would have missed that bone going missing from his stash once he’d seen what all Kam had used it for.) he also wore pieces that curled around his ears made from the same bone, a bracelet, and an ankle bracelet. He was also barefoot. It was a similar outfit to the one that he’d worn when he’d been presented as a gift to Gurzil, though the bone pieces had been added by himself as a tribute to Gurzil’s true nature when he’d given his Heart to Gurzil. This time, the bone pieces were made from his father’s bones as a mark of the fact that he’d killed b*****d for insulting his Master. He thought it was fitting to present himself to Luna this way too, just as he’d come to Gurzil. If he didn’t survive the experience, well… No one had ever expected him to survive his first three days with Gurzil… As he moved down the hallway towards his master’s throne room, his feet left temporary impressions in both ice and fire...
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2016 12:18 pm
Gurzil Gurzil had chosen to ignore the little girl, as he Activated his enraging field, knowing that his beloved would do the same. " we shall do just that Luna. . . A pretty little twisted princess." With the said, he made no more of a move to push the girl away. Instead he allowed Luna to keep talking to her, begin the corruption early. While he led Luna to the bath, bathed with her, and even played a little. Making good use of the snacks she had brought along. Then they had dressed, and made their way to the throne room. Here they awaited the arrival of his Partner, and his servants. Discussing what had happened since they had last spoken. He filled her in on every detail of his plans, minus a few surprises he now had for her. Love clearly shined in his golden eyes. Though the madness never fled. To any third party privy to this scene, would feel as if they were watching to halves of one whole reuniting after centuries apart. Both were completely insane, and would appear to be making no sense what so ever, and yet they seemed to understand one another with ease. Luna sat in Gurzil's lap, giggling along with him like kids in the school yard. They were currently watching a pair of slaves dance around, and fumble over one another, as Gurzil and Luna threw fruit at them.
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Posted: Tue Sep 13, 2016 6:15 pm
Luna grinned at Gurzil's response and activated her insanity field after her husband activated his enraging field. She knelt down and examined the young girl as she started to feel the two psychic fields starting to weigh on her. "That isn't going to work," she said, though it was obviously starting to get a bit tough on her. Luna gave her a genuinely sweet smile. "You'll have so much fun with us, sweetheart," she said. "You just need to open yourself up to new things. No need to be so closed-minded. We'll take care of you. But we'll leave you to adjust for a bit. Things to do and all."She allowed Gurzil to lead her to the bath and enjoyed their time bathing, especially when he played with her. She pouted a bit when their fun time ended but let him help her get dressed. She happily followed him to the throne room and listened to his stories with obvious interest. She saw the slaves and gave Gurzil a grin as she threw the first fruit, and she was thrilled when it turned into a game with them both throwing fruit. Shadow reappeared in the throne room with them, keeping an eye on them. Claire went to her room and got cleaned up. She took a quick bath and then got dressed in a new leather outfit. She made her way to the throne room and took a seat. "It seems that we're only waiting for Kam now," she said. Her eyes moved to Shadow and she smirked. "So we've still got the girl hanging around, then. Interesting. I put everything I had into putting her to sleep, but she managed to make a projection of herself instead of going down. Definitely worth the trouble it'll take to go get her. I'm sure she'll make a perfect little princess for you two."
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 2:24 am
”Dameon Black” Blade followed Claire into the throne room, her brown eyes watching everything. A few of the servants passing by had been brave enough to actually pet her and she’d given a vicious growl at them, the muzzle being the only thing saving them from losing limbs from the action of simply petting her. But she settled in a feline curl at Claire’s feet despite being in her human form, only the leash in Claire’s hand and the fact that the woman had helped Gurzil train Blade keeping the shifter female from growling the entire time she was where she was. Hell, she still growled at Gurzil whenever she got the chance. She might have been trained by now, but he’d deliberately not entirely tamed her. Oh no, he’d effectively turned her into a barely trained feral animal. She didn’t see Shadow. Claire had seen to that. But Claire hadn’t blocked Blade’s mind from Shadow. All Shadow would find, though, when she looked into her namesake’s mind, was a feral animal in human form. One that didn’t even know what a dagger was anymore… Blade didn’t even notice Kam when he came in, though the smoke coming off of his right footprints did make her sneeze a few times… --- Kam walked into the throne room on bare feet wearing the same outfit he’d come to Gurzil wearing, now wearing only the jewelry he’d crafted from his father’s bones. He knew Gurzil would love that last one, especially since he still had a few little choice snacks left from that one that he would be serving the happy couple tonight. Besides, the bone jewelry was rather fitting since his father had sold him to Gurzil hoping that Gurzil would simply kill and eat him. He walked across the throne room with his head down and simply dropped to his knees, just as he had on the day he’d been sold to his master and on the day he’d given his Heart to the insane demon, “Master, Mistress… What would you have of me? Body? Soul? Blood? Screams? I can offer you all four in any combination you wish willingly and eagerly,” he said still with his head down. He paused for a moment before raising his head then took on his fully demonic form for them both, that unique mix of golden skin from his Incubus bloodline that was given a hint of transparency from his mother’s Air Demon bloodline, the latter so rare that she nearly died giving birth to him and his father was almost killed for risking her. But the kicker for Luna was Kam’s collar. He was a willingly Bound demon. Meaning he’d given Gurzil his most prized, and only, possession: his Heart – literally. His heart no longer beat in his chest. It beat in the locket he’d given to Gurzil, though where the insane demon had hidden there was no telling. While most demons proudly wore the Heart of their willingly bound demon, Gurzil had hidden Kam’s… His collar was very elaborate, though: pure HellGold etched with a pattern that was more elaborate as time went on (the patterns he tried to carve into Kam’s back kept winding up on Kam’s trueform collar), chains of various sizes dangled from it, sharp thorns jutted out from the top and bottom of the collar, there were loops for attachments at odd placements… In short, the collar was beautifully elaborate while still as insanely odd as Gurzil was. But attached to the collar from one of the loops was one length of chain that was unbreakable and would only appear when Kam was in his true Demonic form. When Gurzil took his and called Kam to him, Kam would be forced into his true form and this collar and chain would appear. The chain would do the exact same thing too: it moved across the floor without a sound and wrapped around Gurzil’s wrist, allowing him to grab it at will but giving Gurzil no weight to the chain at all. All the weight went to Kam. Kam turned his eyes to Luna with a small smile, one eye the pure crimson of his Incubus while the other was almost without color of his Air half, “I’m afraid I cannot offer you my heart, Mistress… For that has already been given…” he added in a soft whisper, knowing that demonic tradition would allow her to understand what he meant but hoping that she would allow him just one thing before it all ended. While staying on his knees and before Gurzil could catch anything, not realizing that his master wouldn’t be able to catch anything past the new wall that had fractured inside of him thanks to the separation that Gurzil had ordered over the last while. Kam had forgotten exactly how long they’d been separated… Oh well, it didn’t really matter, did it? He turned back to Gurzil with a bright smile, “In honor of the Mistress’ return, Master, please allow me to work up one of my special Dates for you… You know I never fail, Master… I even have some extra special treats left from home…” he offered, his multi-hued eyes begging to be allowed to do this one thing. Despite the fact that Gurzil had planned on spending some quality, and bloody, time with Kam tonight that was, in reality, really needed… This was the way Kam was… He only ever thought of Gurzil first. It was one of the best things of the bond he shared with his master. And possibly one of the worse, depending on the occasion… But even Gurzil had to admit that Kam’s Dates were one of Gurzil’s biggest money-makers back in Hell’s Cradle and they’d been booked years in advance… Kam could, literally, give them their every heart’s desire for one night in a truly special and memorable occasion that they would never forget. Then he gave them both a tilt of his head, half-closed his eyes, bit his lower lip briefly and looked at Luna out of the corner of his eye, “After that, maybe the both of you can play with me before you go off to cause some bloody chaos…” he offered in a shy whisper, knowing that Gurzil was the only one that could offer him to Luna and for him to make even a hint of an offer to her was inviting Gurzil to turn Kam into dinner…
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Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 8:54 pm
Shadow looked at Blade when she laid at Claire's feet. She looked surprised as she moved over to inspect her. "This is my aunt Blade," she said, horrified. "Mommy and Daddy told me she died over a year ago. You hid her away?" She knelt down and looked into Blade's mind, looking a bit disgusted when she saw what was left of Blade's mind. "What did you do to her? There's no intelligence at all. She's just a mindless animal." She went quiet for a moment and then turned to look at Gurzil. "Is this what you do to people? Push and torment them until they break and end up like this? Or like my Mommy?" Cracks began to spread across the ground under her feet. "Is that really what you want to do to me? Twist me until I'm ready to call you two my Mommy and Daddy and use my powers to hurt people for you? Is that your plan?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 12:57 pm
Gurzil Gurzil had sat in complete silence, except for a few giggles. Watching, and listening to Kam's act. The demon did not need to see into the halfbreeds mind in order to know what was going on. There was something planned behind those eyes. Kam sometimes got this way when he felt threatened. Had the Incubus forgotten how long he had been in service Gurzil? The Demon lord, let out a series of cackles at the end of the performance. " You naughty little minx. . . Over shadowing our dear Sha-" His words were cut off by yet another fit of laughter. " You. . .your over shadowing, shadow. . . HAHAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Once he had managed to cease the laughter. He looked Kam over with a critical eye, and then smiled lovingly. He patted his knee, beckoning Kam to him. While he turned his eyes on his Wife. " Luna. . . Kam is my right hand man. More loyal than any hound. Sooooooo. . . . NO eating. . . He is a chew toy, not food." His lips snapped into a Cheshire grin, displaying his pearly white fangs. " So for now I think we should hit the road, and have fun with one another along the way."His grin faltered at the high pitched tones of the kid psion. Gurzil turned his gaze on the child. then sigh with a shake of his head. Then rose from his throne, to walk down the steps, and took a knee in front of her. " Your aunt was broken when I found her. So broken that the only way to fix her, was too break her completely." His head dropped with a heavy sigh, as if weighted down from the burden of his next words. " Sometimes. . . Sweetheart. . . Sometimes it is better to tear down the home, and build a new. I kept her hidden so that no one could take advantage of her, in this vulnerable state. I regret what I had to do to your Mother. I was unaware of who she was, and she like you. . . tried to attack me. I defended myself. The things she saw were false. No actual harm ever befell your Aunt.", Gurzil looked down at Blade with a sorrowful gleam in his eye. " I was keeping her safe until I could find someone who could put her back together. Which Is why I was going to see the Sandmen and the Re. I was going to ask for their help. Then. . ." He gave her the warmest smile anyone in the room had ever witnessed on the Demons face. The smile brought warm glow to him that extended to his smiling eyes. " Then you came to us, and you showed us your power. I want to adapt you as my Daughter, because I want you to help me rebuild this magnificent being. " He looked back to Blade and even gave her a gentle, loving pet . Before looking back to Shadow's little form, a single tear teetering on the edge of his eyelid. " Shadow, will you help me to save your Aunt?" His skin now shown a beautiful bronze, marking him as the Son, of the Sun god, RA.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2016 5:24 am
Kam lowered his head to the side in a way that would have been considered coy in any creature except for one of the Incubus/Succubus lines. And especially Kam. With Kam, it was just enticing and he knew it. Even Claire had been pulled into it more than once. While Gurzil knew that Kam was up to something, there was no real telling what it was exactly. Even after all this time, Kam could still surprise his master. That fact had kept the bound hybrid alive even as it often infuriated the insane demon he’d bound himself to, but it certainly kept things interesting and never boring. But with Kam’s display here, even Gurzil had to be left wondering… At the pat to his knee, Kam simply moved over to rub his cheek against the offered knee like a well-trained hound and gave off a demonic purring growl at the simple contact. When Gurzil moved off to talk to Shadow, he simply shifted to kneeling between Guzil’s and Luna’s chairs. He said nothing more for now. Between the room that Blade had been kept in and coming here, he’d set the travel plans into motion. Asking to do one of his Dates for Gurzil and Luna would have been a delay at best and he knew it. But it really didn’t impact on his plans that much. His master would have the special time that Gurzil deserved to have with Luna and Kam would see to it. It was part of who and what he was that would see to it, his innate demonic nature that would demand that he see to his master’s needs, even the ones that Gurzil didn’t even know that he needed yet. As he watched his master with Shadow, he shifted to lay his head against Luna’s thigh. Probably a suicidal act, but he really did need the contact and attention or he was going to go nuts before his plans went into action. And it was looking like his master’s attention was needed elsewhere for hours yet… Blade, meanwhile, was growling at everyone. A deep rumbling sound that was a warning sound to anyone that lived with those of an animal nature. Shadow, in particular, would have known what that warning meant. So when Gurzil started petting Blade, it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise when she started to swipe at him with fingers turned to claws. Kam would have moved to get in between the attack and his master but a sharply barked order from his master kept him where he was. As it was, only Claire’s hold on the leash kept Blade from trying to go for Gurzil’s throat. Well, that and the muzzle still in place… The pain of the lash marks on Blade’s skin kept her in human form, just as Gurzil had trained her. A different type of training would allow her to fully shift over to her cat, until then she could only do the hand claws. With the training she’d been given, she could finally be brought out of the room she’d been kept in without killing anyone. Well… Maybe… She hadn’t really been tested yet… Meanwhile, Kam rubbed his cheek against Luna’s thigh, his eyes on his master and the show below them while his mind worked on his plans. The contact with her wasn’t what he really needed, but he needed something to help him after that command to stay where he was. The need to go to Gurzil was really conflicting with that command badly… to the point that it was hurting… and not in a fun way…
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2016 11:46 am
Kam’s mind was nothing but a haze of pain and need as Claire somehow managed to get him to his rooms, not really noticing it when he slid to the floor in the bathroom. He was a complete mess by now. Luna had held him since Gurzil’s death and was pretty determined to make him pay for it, as evidenced by his current condition. Most of his back had been flayed over and over to the point that it was little better than strips of flesh by now; the rest of him had been carved, burned, bitten, clawed, stabbed, beaten, and then outright tortured. He did notice it when someone used the shower to try to wash him off in an effort to see what kind of damage there was, his body arching off of the tile as his light panting went straight to hoarse screaming then to outright begging for the relief that Luna had denied him. He’d told Claire a while back that as half Incubus, he could heal from just about anything through sex. Though looking at him now, one had to wonder if he wanted to heal at all. Then again, one also had to consider that he’d probably been through similar times with Gurzil. The latter became more readily believable when he actually tried to beg for more… Oh yeah… He’d been perfect for Gurzil… Luna? Not so much… Well… Maybe… Still, Claire was left with the fact that Kam was a complete mess right now after being told to fix him. All Kam noticed right now was the pain. His body was just one complete mass of pain right now. And none of the fun kind, as far as his body was concerned. He’d actually been denied release for so long now that even that was pure agony. When he’d been taken down from the chains, he’d actually tried to jump the two guards Claire had brought in for the purpose of taking him down and carrying him here. If he took anyone now, in the state he was in now, there was every chance he’d kill them in the process. As in totally draining them to the point that they died. Albeit with a smile on their faces, but they’d still be dead… Then again, how much leeway did Claire have at the moment? And now many guards could they afford to lose?
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 9:12 am
There were several sudden hits to the back of Kam's head from the person who was helping him in the shower, though they seemed like they were more to get his attention than to do anything else. "Knock knock," a familiar voice said. "Is anybody home?" The person forced Kam to turn around and face them, revealing the last person he would probably want to see right now. Luna had told Claire to fix him, but had decided to take over just before the two had gotten into the shower. She had quietly dismissed Claire and then gotten into the shower with Kam, though she didn't care enough to take the time to get out of her clothes. She had helped to wash him up a bit as she thought about what to do with him. Luna poked at him a bit. "You alive, Kammy? Or did I kill you? I has a tendency to go too far without Gurzy to stop me." She frowned a bit as she looked at what she had done to him. "Need to play, Kammy? You were needy before Gurzy died, and I know that I only made it worse. Don't worry. Luna's needy, too. Didn't get much play in before Gurzy died." Luna stepped back and slipped her hand into the pocket of her soaked pants. She slipped her hand out a moment later and allowed something to dangle in front of Kam's face. She knew that he would quickly recognize the Heart that he had willingly given to Gurzil. "Luna found your Heart, Kammy." Her face changed to a very serious expression. "Give your Heart to me, Kammy. I know that I'm no Gurzy, but we can have lots of fun together. We can make so many people scream while we kill and conquer them all. And I can play with you now and give you lots of attention. I just need you to give this to me of your own free will." She pouted a bit as she looked him over again. "If you don't want to, I'll just leave you here and seal the room. I don't like wasting a good meal, but you definitely wouldn't be very tasty like this." She gave Kam a bit of time to think over her offer. He could willingly bind himself to Luna like he had Gurzil, and she would take care of all of his needs and keep him nearby while she fulfilled her late husband's plans. Or he could refuse, which would lead to her simply abandoning him here and sealing the room so that he would be trapped and no one else would be able to get in to help him. He would simply waste away to nothing without ever seeing another person again. She continued to dangle his Heart in front of him. All he had to do to accept her offer was take the Heart and put it on Luna.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 9:45 am
Kam knew the feeling of those hits to his head and tried to focus on her. But by the time he was able to get his eyes focused on her, he gave out a horrified gasp at the sight of his Heart dangling from her hand. He slowly raised his eyes to her face, knowing that the gold band around the color of his eyes meant that he was in serious trouble right now. Especially as he considered the female in front of him… “You-“ he had to stop and clear his throat a bit so that he could speak, “You could just take it…” he told her, knowing that he’d still serve her if she simply took the heart and claimed him as an Unwillingly Bound… His status would remain the same, essentially, the only difference being that he’d have to be brought to heel on occasion. Meaning: more sessions like she’d just done with him… As it was, he was worse than a mess right now. She’d gone Esabel-Crazy on him and damned-near killed him more than once. Only the fact that she liked to hear him scream had kept him alive at all. Being able to… perform… was going to be complicated since she’d already denied him so long on top of how long Gurzil had denied him. He tried to sit up on his knees and managed it, but the position put the water pounding down on his shredded back and pulled another hoarse scream from him. Only long practice kept him where he was instead of writhing on the floor of the shower from the pain. His vision went hazy and he lost a bit of time. When he came back to himself and was able to see again, he looked up at Luna through his hair and managed to give her a weakened half-grin, “I’m afraid that… you’re too late... with such a… generous offer… Not sure if I could right now… Too long denied…” he said, his voice a hoarse mess from almost shredding his vocal cords screaming for her. He wasn’t even sure how long she’d been ‘punishing’ him. How long since his beloved Master had died? Did it really matter right now? No… It really didn’t matter… He swayed on his knees as his blood moved down the drain, “I think I’ll get to apologize to him in person…” he added in a whisper that almost couldn’t be heard over the sound of the shower. Then his eyes rolled up in his head and he fell over as he passed out. He couldn’t lift his arms right now, much less go through offering her his Heart. As he fell over, the golden locket in her hand gave off a weak and unsteady beat, that alone letting her know how far she’d pushed his punishment….
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 10:39 am
Luna frowned when Kam said that she could just take his Heart. Then he was telling her that she was too late with her offer, that he'd been denied too long. She was just barely holding on to her composure, but then he made the mistake of saying something that really pissed her off. Saying that he would get to apologize to Gurzil in person really set her off. Her rage exploded through her again, sending her strength to incredible levels as she grabbed him by the neck and lifted him to press him against the wall of the shower. The hand that held his Heart balled into a fist and delivered an incredible punch to the gut that she knew would have him gasping for breath. "WAKE UP!" she roared. She waited a moment and then continued in a low, dangerous voice. "Don't ever think that you'll get to see Gurzy again before I do, Kammy. I won't allow that." She stepped out of the shower and started walking through the fortress, still carrying Kam by the throat. She didn't care that her clothes were soaked or that Kam was naked and in really bad shape. None of the guards were stupid enough to even look at her as she carried Kam through the halls. She eventually came to a door and simply hit it with her free hand, shattering it into wooden splinters with ease. She tossed Kam onto a simple cot. "Fix him enough to get him working." Now that they had stopped, Kam may have been able to realize that she had taken him to their healer. There was no way that the healer could heal him completely with the state he was in, but he could heal him enough to make it possible for him to accept Luna's offer. While the healer set to work, Luna knelt down next to Kam. "I'm gonna make my offer to you again after you're healed up, Kammy. And if you don't accept it, I'll make sure that you never get to see Gurzy again. I'll make sure that you never get to die, and I'll stop being as fun and cuddly as I've been during our last play sessions."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 4:48 pm
Kam really didn’t notice much of the passage to the healer. But he did leave a very impressive blood trail on the way. The healer gulped nervously but did as he was told to do and did all of the physical healing that he could do on Kam then he scrambled out of the way as fast as he could. As Kam finally came to, he caught the look in Luna’s eyes and knew that he really had no choice. She made Esabel look mentally stable. Hell, she made Gurzil look mentally stable… Just the thought of his master made something in him cringe in anguish, knowing that there was nothing he could do now that would allow him to rejoin his beloved master. No, he was now stuck here… He painfully got to his feet even though he was only healed enough that his body would function, nothing more. Luna was finally going to accomplish what Gurzil had never been able to do: scar his body… He gave a soft sigh of defeat as he took the Heart and looked at it for a brief moment then slid it over Luna’s head. What she didn’t realize was that in demanding that he give it to her, she defeated the purpose. She might as well have simply taken it. As the golden locket settled between her breasts, he dropped to his knees in front of her and gave a pained gasp as his demonic form was pulled from him. But Gurzil’s collar was now gone and only the HellGold collar forming in its place, complete with the chain that went from his collar to wrap around her wrist lightly and gently. “Mistress… I am yours…” he said softly, his voice pure seduction in this form. Later, maybe, the full ramifications of what she’d done would register. But for now, all was set right in Luna’s world. She’d finally claimed Gurzil’s Second as her own. The only question would be how long he stayed that way…
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 11:02 pm
Luna watched Kam as he moved to place his Heart around her neck. She watched him turn to his demonic form as he stated that he was hers. She understood what this meant, understood that her rage had caused her to do this in a way she hadn't wanted to. She'd wanted him bound to her willingly, but she had forced him. She had taken away his choice. She didn't like it, but she simply couldn't help it. Losing Gurzil had disrupted her already fragile balance and caused her to behave even more erratically than usual. Maybe she would figure out how to fix everything later, but for now she pushed those thoughts from her head. Kam wasn't the only one with needs to satisfy. She looked over to the healer with a very mischievous grin. "You're gonna need a new room after this," she said. "Gonna need you to leave now. Might get peckish in the middle and need a snack. Don't wanna have to find a new healer." She turned her attention back to Kam, pulling him up to his feet again and then pushing him back onto the cot. She took a few moments to get undressed and then fell onto the cot with him. What happened next was a bit of a blur for Luna. By the time they were done, Kam would be fully sated and healed up. The room around them was trashed. Luna and Kam had gotten really wild. Luna was sitting in a chair near the cot, still naked from their fun. "That was lots of fun, Kammy," she said. "We really ruined the room, though. Oh well." She leaned forward a bit with a serious face. "I gots a question for you, Kammy. Do you hate me?" It was a random question to be asked so suddenly, but it was one that she really wanted to know the answer to. Her rage over Gurzil's death was starting to burn down, being replaced with more and more grief. Gurzil had truly been her other half. Losing him had thrown her out of balance. She had spent the whole time so far feeling angry, but now she seemed to be switching to sadness as she tried to right herself and restore her delicate balance.
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Posted: Fri May 12, 2017 9:59 am
Kam survived the trip around the room and made sure that Luna was physically sated. While he was sated for the moment as well, it wouldn’t last for him. One of the downsides of being half Incubus, after all… Then he was laying back on the bed and trying to figure out how best to answer her question… If he lied to her, she would know it easily. In fact, he was actually incapable of lying to her at all. But he was trying to figure out how much of the truth to tell her. After all, she’d already left him with a body full of scars that would be a permanent reminder of the way he’d failed Gurzil in the worst way… “Yes, actually… In some ways, I do hate you Luna… You are my mistress now and the one that controls my fate. On a whim you can have me tortured again, then seem to love me, and torture me immediately after. You hate me for not saving him even though we both know that I loved him more than you did, so you will deny me my wish to join him in oblivion. I’m not sure how long I’ll hate you or if it will become something else later. Right now, though, I do hate you. That’s the truth. But I’ll serve you, just as I did him. I’ll sit at your side, sleep in your bed, please your whims, and do as you order me to,” he told her in painful honesty. He finally moved over to stand in front of her and raised her chin to lock eyes with her, “You denied me the chance to grieve for the only one I’ve ever loved, Luna… I killed my own father because he insulted Gurzil, not because the b*****d sold me to him. I served my father up on a silver platter for him – literally, actually. Would I do the same for you? I don’t know right now…” he added then gently caressed her cheek as he pushed a lock of her hair behind one ear. “You also scarred me, Luna… No one has ever done that before. Not even Gurzil scarred me in all the years I was with him. Now I’ll have to figure out if I can live with what you’ve done to me… And what you denied me…” he finished, making sure that she actually saw what she’d done to him. Half of his face now carried deep lines of scars where she’d torn up his face, his back was one big mess of scars that would hinder movement unless he kept the skin well-conditioned, and he was scarred even across his chest, down his arms and even his legs. She’d left no part of him untouched and his previous masculine beauty was now a harsh map of angry red lines and burns that gave him a tragic form of beauty. He was still vain enough to be worried about his looks and young enough to be angry about the loss of those looks. The combined loss of his looks and the first person he’d ever loved was just as devastating as the loss of Gurzil was to Luna, only more so…
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