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Mistress Crow ....
  Is one Sexy b***h!
  Scared me!
  is who I worship!
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Mistress Crow Darkstride

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:40 am


(Votes for tie)
I am well pleased but he was too easy. He wants it. You didn't break him.
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:43 am


Mistress Crow Darkstride
(Votes for tie)
I am well pleased but he was too easy. He wants it. You didn't break him.

"And his blood tasted like s**t." She said as the look of disgust returned to her face and she poked her tongue out. The tatse still lingered in her thoart and she was in need of something to rid of it.

Lady Crimson of Tudor


Crows Raven

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:44 am


*she somehow disappeared*
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:47 am


my blood was not to your liking mistress?* he thinks* i haven't fed for a while so i may be in need of fresh blood, maybe then my blood will taste better

brokenblade_21


Mistress Crow Darkstride

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:49 am


Well, the blood of the innocent is always sweeter. *She growls over her missing pet.
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:50 am


brokenblade_21
my blood was not to your liking mistress?* he thinks* i haven't fed for a while so i may be in need of fresh blood, maybe then my blood will taste better

Crimson looked from Crow over her shoulder to her boy. She thought for a moment and gave a small nod.
"That would be the reason." Reaching into her pant pocket, Crimson pulled out a medium sized vial, filled with blood. Crimson tossed it to him.
"It's about a few hours old. Still pretty fresh. Drink it."

Lady Crimson of Tudor


Lady Crimson of Tudor

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:54 am


Mistress Crow Darkstride
Well, the blood of the innocent is always sweeter. *She growls over her missing pet.

Crimson looked around also, but saw didn't see Crow's pet anywhere. She perked a brow for a moment before looking back to Crow. Her pulsing vein caught Crimson's eyes once again and she'd had enough of fighting it off. She climbed onto Crow's lap and lay her head on Crow's shoulder, allowing her breath to tease Crow's neck. She wouldn't do anything just of yet. She'd wait for Crow's reaction.
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 2:59 am


I know all these tricks my Prescious, I am most loved by the Prince of Pain and Pleasure. The God Slaanesh himself....She traced the curve of the girls chest with her finger.

Mistress Crow Darkstride


brokenblade_21

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:02 am


XxCrimsonMoonlightxX
brokenblade_21
my blood was not to your liking mistress?* he thinks* i haven't fed for a while so i may be in need of fresh blood, maybe then my blood will taste better

Crimson looked from Crow over her shoulder to her boy. She thought for a moment and gave a small nod.
"That would be the reason." Reaching into her pant pocket, Crimson pulled out a medium sized vial, filled with blood. Crimson tossed it to him.
"It's about a few hours old. Still pretty fresh. Drink it."
*catches the vial and downs its warm contents, licking the inside to get all the blood he could. his fangs had elongated and his eyes were now a solid blue, and intresting color for a vampire*thank you mistress, i can feel my blood freshing
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:03 am


Mistress Crow Darkstride
I know all these tricks my Prescious, I am most loved by the Prince of Pain and Pleasure. The God Slaanesh himself....She traced the curve of the girls chest with her finger.

Crimson slowly moved closer to Crow's neck, baring her enlongated fangs some and scraping them gently along Crow's neck. Though Crow spoke, it wasn't a yes or no answer allowing Crimson to do what she wanted to do. So she continued her doing so and awaited Crow's next movement.

Lady Crimson of Tudor


brokenblade_21

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:04 am


XxCrimsonMoonlightxX
Mistress Crow Darkstride
I know all these tricks my Prescious, I am most loved by the Prince of Pain and Pleasure. The God Slaanesh himself....She traced the curve of the girls chest with her finger.

Crimson slowly moved closer to Crow's neck, baring her enlongated fangs some and scraping them gently along Crow's neck. Though Crow spoke, it wasn't a yes or no answer allowing Crimson to do what she wanted to do. So she continued her doing so and awaited Crow's next movement.
*he watched his mistress, wishing that he could get fresh blood from one like mistress crow*
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:09 am


She places her hand on the back of the girls head, forcing her fangs deep into her neck. Yes.....take what you need...the blood of a dragon....a....Goddess...

Mistress Crow Darkstride


brokenblade_21

PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:11 am


*he enved his mistress, dragon's blood was one of the most delicious things there was. he looked on longingly toward his mistress*
PostPosted: Sat Oct 22, 2005 3:13 am


Mistress Crow Darkstride
She places her hand on the back of the girls head, forcing her fangs deep into her neck. Yes.....take what you need...the blood of a dragon....a....Goddess...

Her fangs hitting the vein, Crimson's mouth was suddenly flooded with blood, such that tatsed so sweet, so beautiful. A rumble of a growl echoed in Crimson's body as she dug her fangs in deeper, wanting more. She soon closed her eyes and speard her large bat like wings out wide as she arched her back alittle. It had been so long since she'd tasted blood so beautiful.

Lady Crimson of Tudor

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