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 Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 3:28 am
She set back in a high back crushed velvet burgandy colored chair and crossed her legs awaiting what spectical was about to ensue. "Make me proud my glorious King of torment!"
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Posted: Tue Apr 11, 2006 9:14 pm
Singing to herself Jinxy let herself in and went about to setting things right in her Mistress' Dungeon. She cleaned things, hung things, marveled over all the devices and toys she had seen there.
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 2:30 am
*sleeping in her little corner inhaling big, exhaling out light growls*
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:48 pm
In a whisp of dark flames, Crimson appeared standing within Crow's room. Today Crimson was probably the most beautiful in her choice of clothing, sending a hint she had before been at an important meeting as such. She wore another 16th century gown. The corset, intensly tight, framing her figure and setting the illusion of larger breats, was a deep black, laced with golden pearls and small pipping of dark red. The lower of the gown was most amazing. Hand sew by many, it had embroidery of red roses upon a black lynin material. Her hair, Dark red was tied into a perfect bun without any inperfections, pulling all strands of hair out of her face and showing the jawline of her face. With the hems covering her feet, Crimson soon pushed into a pace through Crow's dungeon, checking every room known to her in hope to find her beloved and because of her speed, Crimson was forced to stop. She placed her hands upon the front wall of the corset, over her stomach and tried through air, not finding it at all easy to breathe within these clothings.
Fixing her posture in almost a perfect straight stance, Crimson stood in the silence of Crow's dungeon and peered for a slave, for anyone who may know where Crow was.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 12:50 pm
*having nothing else better to do, she cleans the dungeon*
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 5:56 am
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In her silence, Crimson appeared. Her head bowed and her body slumbed. With a long intake, Crimson raised her head and looked around the dungeon with sore eyes.
Empty.
Her wife still absent, and when Crimson needed her so bad.
For awhile Crimson paced around the dungeon, Trying to force her mind off her night. A poor young girl's heart was broken and it was to be Crimson's fault.
She played with her prey, it was the way of her kind but she wasn't expecting such emotion, such guilt that grip her stomach with cramps.
With a sudden frustrated groan, Crimson dropped herself onto Crow's bed in a seated position. Her hands catching her face.
She stayed like that, in pure silence for almost half an hour. Her body not even moving an inch until finally she raised her head. Her face was a mask of pity, anger, guilt and saddness. Her eyes bloodshot in an act that almost forced tears.
"Crow. I need you." She cried out to no one in a weak moan, looking at nothing in particular. Something within her hoped that Crow would hear her calls.
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Hours later, Crimson had fallen asleep. Lying on Crow's bed, her body in almost a ball, she slept in a lone silence, her breathing very shallow.
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Posted: Mon Apr 24, 2006 6:14 pm
Wolf saw Crimson and was about to say something when he noticed she was sleeping. He spoke to himself, "Oh... Where is Mistress? She is normally with Miss Crimson. Hope everything is all right."
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 2:52 pm
Crow slips into the darkness from the portal she had hidden in the depths of her dungeon. She had been away. No one would learn of her journies for some time now. Some things Crow preferred to keep to herself. She tossed a glance to the sleeping form of her wife an smirked. Her slave was keeping watch as she knew he would and the dungeon had been in a state of eerie silience for far too long. Stretching her long elegant arms over her head she took in a deep breath and whispered a name under her breath. One that hadn't been heard for quite some time.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 10:03 pm
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The Vampress, one almost considered an ancient, shifted ever so slightly in her slumbering state. Though, if it wasn't for her movemnt, one culd have easily considered her dead. And that she was.
She lay upon her back, hands to the stomacher of her corset. Her skin was pale, milky like and glowed in the faintest of lights. Her full lips, glissened with blood and her eyes, not even a flutter of the long dark lashes.
She was indeed a beauty of the undead.
"Where have you been, wife?" A seductive voice, dark in so many ways echoed through the silence of the dungeon and suddenly, Crimson's body had exploded into a form of bats.
The fluttering bats flew fast, wrapped around Crow a moment before swamming together behind, where Crimson now stood.
"You leave me to feed on the blood of any seduced creature?" She said low, a joke.
Soon, the delicate fingers of this Vampyress lay on the stomach of her wife, her arms around her waist as Crimson stepped close, parting Crow's legs to slip her own in.
"Leave me to sleep in a cold and lone bed.." She continued, her dark voice now a whisper and her lips tracing Crow's neck as her spoke. Her breath playing the woman's skin as if an instrument.
Obvisiously Crimson was still growing in her power. She was now more than a lesser Vampyre. She held the skills of an acient, her seduction almost unresistable, pulling her prey in and leaving them begging for Crimson to drink their blood.
Crimson had seemed to grow also. She was taller, not too far from Crow now, and her figure was that of a young in her early 20s, silm yet curved.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:02 pm
"Well, what have we here?" Crow's eyes softened, the red tinting her face in a light glow. "Is this creature the short little wifey I left when I went abroad?" Slipping her hands over the newly found curves, her sultry voice whispered. "Like a new lover...so much to be seen, tasted...." Cool lips pressed against Crimson's as her mind now heard the thoughts of the seductress she had given her heart too. Feed upon me now if you have been wanting so....
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:30 pm
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She fell into the kiss as if she had been expecting it.
Her own kiss in return, lustful and longing.
"I am still yours." She breathed as the kiss slowly broke, leaving a sweet taste of blood on her wife's lips. Leaning in for yet another kiss, Crimson instead teasingly flicked her tongue over her Lover's lips before bowing her head to her neck, tracing her enlonagted fangs, far more impressive than any usual vampyre, over the skin.
With her hands still on the stomach of her wife, Crimson began stepping forward and with his she began pushing Crow back, as if a dance that motioned towards the near wall.
"I have no only wanted your blood." Her voice echoed past her lips once again, between kissing the alluring neck.
"I've wanted you."
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:34 pm
Taunting her young wife she nipped and lapped at her lips, smirking with a light laugh. "Why me, when it is evident you could have a pick of lovers?" Her voice, low and smokey filled the room in a lustful whisper.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:42 pm
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Finally comming to the near wall, Crimson pushed Crow's back to it and followed by leaning upon her.
"It's not so easy." She said in a laugh before bringing her head back to lock eyes with her wife. Her own eyes deep with Vampyric lust, sharp and of course, seductive.
"How am I to ******** others when I've had the best?" A toothy grin creep to her lips, baring her impressive fangs as she spoke blunty, and of the truth.
"My prey give me no pleasure. They have their fun, and I have mine when they are later nude and torn from limb to limb, but not even that blood rush could ever match up to my wife." Her hands slid from Crow's stomach and over her breasts, slowing at every curve to tease.
"Nothing makes this Vampress' dead heart beat like you do." Her grin never faded as she kicked Crow's right foot with her own, spearding the woman's legs slightly.
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:47 pm
Watching Crimson intently, Crow allowed her legs to be forced open. The rough stone felt like ice against her alabaster skin. She tossed her head the best she could to free her hair from the fingers that trapped it against her breasts. She breathed deeply before speaking. "You can't seduce me...your charms don't work on me...so tell me...why did I choose you? What makes you worthy to push against me...as you do?"
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Posted: Wed Apr 26, 2006 11:57 pm
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Her grin weakned ever slightly as she heard Crow's question of the moment.
There was a small silence as Crimson thought, her hands slipping from Crow to the wall as Crimson pushed herself back abit to get a better look at her wife.
"How am I to answer such a question?" She began. "My seduction is all but natural, Crow. I know it would not have an effect on you. How am I to know why a Demoness of your standard fell for a small, lesser vampyre? I don't understand your love, only you do. I thought it may have been because you love..?" She pushed herself from the wall and there her arms fell gracefully to her sides.
She thought that maybe Crow wasn't in the mood.
There will still many things of her wife that Crimson didn't truly understand.
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