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 Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:13 pm
Day was only just rising when Nafsi realized Mauja was gone again. It happened often, especially since she birthed her litter then brought back cubs he had from another woman. She didn't mind the cubs or the women so much as that he was always gone. He said he'd make her bleed, but he hadn't in a while!
The tan lioness watched her cubs for a second, knowing they wouldn't wake soon, or if they did, they would stay in the tree den or at the base of the large tree.
She strode away from her den on a mission, green eyes glittering in annoyance. She had never felt this degree of annoyance for such a long time, it was aggitating, which annoyed her further.
Coming acrossed a sharp rock, Nafsi pressed herself against it and sighed at the small bursts of pain on her skin - it tingled pleasently.
Nafsi kept her body against the rock, letting it continue to stab into her side, and her face held a small grace of calmness across it.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:26 pm
Giza was bored. Hunting usually did that to her, which was why she often left it to Doto... but he was busy recovering from his latest piece of body-art that had been completed with her claws. Oh, and what fun it had been digging into his skin and watching his blood... tasting it... and he had liked it. And that was why she loved him so... Very few creatures could really appreciate her art.
She paused a moment though, tilting her head as she caught a new scent... the scent of another lioness? How interesting. They hadn't met other lions in a while now... and Giza had questions to ask.
So she marched on, peering quietly to catch sight of the other lioness... an older one at that who seemed to be... Oh. Oh, how interesting. Driving herself into a rock... a sharp rock... sharp enough to draw blood? Yes. Very interesting.
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Posted: Thu Sep 10, 2009 3:36 pm
A small hum drifted from the small lioness' throat and she pulled herself from the rock. With a slight turn of her head, she examinted the small gash, for it was small and oddly shaped. Most of her scars were, having been either self inflicted or caused by random, unexperienced animals. The skin would bruise she knew, but bruises healed quickly.
Her gaze turned back to the rock, and she pondered if she should ram it into her side again. She frowned, examining the rock. The sharp portion wouldn't do much damange - not enough anyways.
A sigh.
Nafsi lokoed up from her internal musings, and her eyes spotted a black figure.
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 1:37 pm
Giza inclined her head, in only the slightest of ways as she observed the other lioness, licking her lips. Small oddly shaped scars covered her body... signs of abuse... and signs that she had gone back for more. The kind of person that Giza had looked for all her life. Doto was doing a nice job of being groomed... but he still liked hurting other creatures more than getting hurt. This lioness...
"Does it feel good, for you?" Giza asked, her sadistic eyes narrowing at the prospect of a new playmate, "Hurting yourself like that? It doesn't seem like enough. Not to me... if you understand what I mean, anyway." She mentioned offhand.
Oh what a chance this was... a willing participant in her art. Or unwilling. Either way, the lioness seemed like a prime target and Giza would enjoy performing on another lion... Not that Doto didn't count, of course, but he was only one man.
Giza wanted... more.
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2009 1:43 pm
"It's not," The small lioness sighed, she turned her gaze to the small gash in her side again, the blood their had swelled slightly, but didn't drip or flow. A sigh. "Not enough," she mumbled anyways.
The tan lioness shited, watching the lioness now. "I understand," she agreed with the dark female. The gleam in the younger female's eyes - it made her shudder, but not in fear. That sadistic look, maybe this lioness would spill her blood?
Hesitantly, Nafsi gave a small step forward and sat, as if to invite the lioness to draw upon her canvas.
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Posted: Sun Sep 27, 2009 2:56 pm
Giza purred, walking forward, slow and sure, "I didn't think so... rocks aren't the same as claws and teeth... they don't bite and snap like a live creature can... draw on skin through fur until you touch bone..." She grinned, a sadistic little kitten who was all too interested in raking her claws into the lioness' skin.
"May I give you a demonstration of how best to inflect... real pain?" She offered, holding up her claws to make a 'point' so to speak. They were sharpened and ready... and Giza could think of any number of places where she wanted to stick them. And there were plenty.
"Somewhere where you'll always feel it? A tingly reminder? So rarely can you find someone who appreciates... real pain, don't you think?"
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 1:46 pm
The tan lioness shivered in anticipation, the mere thought of pain - she wanted it so bad. The helpless look she sent the younger lioness was simply pitiful, begging for the pain she could inflict.
"Please?" hoping, praying for the pleasure of pain. She felt slightly guilty, a faint tingling from her masters words, words that she was directly disobeying. But she wanted, no, needed this so much more.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2009 5:08 pm
The younger lioness grinned like a madwoman who had just been told that she could change the world however it suited her. And this... this suited her. No one had ever been so willing to be hurt before! Well, except her darling Doto, but he was alone as such in that catagory. Until now.
"Have a seat." Giza promised, letting out a hiss of pleasure. Oh, this would be so very sweet, "Where would you like to be hurt? Or do you appreciate... spontaneous pain. Somewhere you won't expect. Somewhere I may even be able to insure will hurt you... forever." Oh yes. Eternal pain. She had found plenty of places where one could be hurt and retain that pain until they died...
..and she had a feeling this lioness may appreciate such things.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 9:31 pm
Nafsi shivered lightly in anticipation, she was excited for the pain, excited for the sweet pleasure. A small sound pulled from the back of her throat, something of approval. She sat herself upon command, waiting, waiting for the lovely pain.
"Please," drew from her maw like a desperate plea. She wanted it all, Spontaneous, she hoped, and so long lasting. She needed it, badly. A depreate craving she was never able to fulfil on her own. One that no one had been able to fill before.
"I want to feel forever," She confessed in almost a whisper, though the question had been ask.
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Posted: Wed Jan 06, 2010 9:35 pm
Giza grinned, "You're my kind of girl sweetie. If I didn't already have my Doto... rest assured, I'd take you home with me and keep you satisfied forever. That's the best way to go about doing things... keep you all tied up and locked up... and torture you every night for the rest of your life." She whispered, extremely pleased with herself, "But I don't think Doto would like me paying that much attention to anyone else for so long. So you and I, we'll just have a little party all to ourselves tonight."
With that, the large lioness lashed out with her long claws, digging them into her new 'friend's' side and twisting them as hard as she could. Maybe it wouldn't leave permanent damage... but then again, maybe it would. She had never had someone willing to stand so still for her before. What a lovely change of pace!
"Does it hurt now?" She whispered, releasing and the twisting back the other way, "Tell me what you want. What you like... I want to make you bleed and make sure you never stop." She grinned, wrapping her mouth around the lioness' shoulder and biting until she felt blood.
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Posted: Sat Jun 19, 2010 6:00 pm
Those words... they were just wonderful, and Nafsi longed for them to become reality, even though she knew it would never happen. It made her heart ache - her mate would never do this for her, and she needed this.
And suddenly she felt the pain against her side - it was simply wonderful, and she let her temporary master know with a groan of pleasure. The lime eyes of the female clouded with the pleasure and the pain.
It was just lovely.
"More, please," she whimpered in longing, throwing her head back in a gasp with the bite at her shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 5:34 pm
Giza grinned. No one had ever begged her for more before, except her darling Doto. Doto... she would have to tell him all about this game later. Such a fun little lioness... maybe she could take her home with her.
She bit down harder, tearing fur and flesh until she drew out her teeth, feeling the blood on her tongue and loving every second of it. This was what she lived for. Hurting someone like this... oh how she wished more could understand how beautiful pain was. How precious it really was.
She swallowed whatever contents of the lioness she had managed to get in her mouth and chuckled, letting the blood drip down, "You truly love pain, don't you? Why won't you come with me my dear... I can give you everything you desire and more..."
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 2:54 pm
Nafsi gasped at the tear in her flesh and a shiver traced its way down her spine. Her mind was so clouded with the sensations that she couldn't even think straight. Her eyes had brightened like a gleaming gem instead of dulling with the lack of thoughts.
This kind of pain, it was to die for. This was her life, her need, the pressure of ever wanton thought in her head. It stemmed from this. Her breath had turned ragged and the gem-eyes lioness couldn't formulate a response to her temporary master.
"Yes, Master," was all she could manage, a gasp from the back of her throat, unsure if the dark female would even hear it, but she couldn't really manage more, but she needed more of this. Nafsi's body quivered with the sight of her (her!) blood dripping from the younger female's maw.
With a brainless decision she ran her tongue across the dripping blood, with a last flicker thought of hoping that her dark master wouldn't mind the action.
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