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Post by emiko on Apr 28, 2009 20:18:09 GMT -5
'He's right. Rape would mean pain. I don't want to hurt...' she thought looking at him once more. His fingers moved inside her and she smiled. She loved the feeling he was giving her. She felt his hand on her stomach, and she looked down at it. It was such a strange place, she realized. She liked the cold feeling against her warm skin, though, and didn't move his hand. If he were to search through her thoughts, he might have gotten lost. Even her mind was quite innocent, but he could also see how paranoid she was, even now. He could have read her memories, saw the pain her mother had caused. He could have seen everything. Had she known he was reading her mind, she would have pushed him away. His tongue felt amazing against her pussy, making her squirm and her breath catch in her throat.
His words made her feel uneasy after having thought such things in her mind. She pulled away from him now, to the edge of the bed. She was innocent, cute, even slightly seductive as she sat there. She sat on her knees, her arms crossed in front of her and hands on her thighs. She was looking at the covers, mind going over what he had said. "I don't know if I could. I want to..." her words drifted off and she shifted a bit, looking at him. The thoughts of tying him down and taking advantage of him were hard to bare. So tempting. 'But I don't know if I could go through with it,' she thought, her heart beating fast. She was nervous again, not sure what to say to Daimon at this point.
Her hand moved over her thigh, noticing the one flaw among her perfect body. Her finger traced the scar as if trying to make it sink into her skin. She hated that mark more than anything in the world. She was trying to hide it from him now, not noticably in case he saw it. Her eyes narrowed and her fingers moved to the covers, petting them gently and smiling contently. "This room is pretty now," she said. She moved her young eyes to the man before her. She wondered why she could comment on the room at such a time. She was embarrassed and unsure what to do. She started feeling a little shy once more, not making eye contact with Daimon.
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Post by daimon on Apr 28, 2009 22:03:36 GMT -5
HE smiled looking up at her now...
"trust me... I offer you immortality... complete and total freedom... do not allow yourself to be restrained by what I might think of you... nothing you could do would change the way I see you... Comon have fun." he mused his voice extremely seductive, his hands moved up her breasts slowly running over her nipples gently.
His body was limber under her stretched out well, his cock still extremely hard.
He wanted her to show him what she fantasized about... He did not pry into her mind or any of her personal thoughts but he sensed how nervous she was... "Dont be afraid." he whispered gently... His voice seductive and soft... a angels voice...
It was the voice of someone who cared... his hands slowly massaged her breasts.
"Do you normally get the chance to dominate a Angel? To Tie a angel down?" He whispered seductively as his hands traveled down her body... "You want to see what it feels like to completely use me as your toy." he mused. He had only let one women do this to him before but he could feel her passion and he found it incredible... he loved her lust.
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Post by emiko on Apr 28, 2009 23:46:29 GMT -5
She nodded to his words, thinking hard on what he had said. Was he sure that he wouldn't change what he thought about her? She chewed her lip some more, moving closer to him, his hands moving over her breasts. "Are you sure?" she asked, leaning over and nibbling his lip gently. "I just don't want to..." she said, not finishing the sentence. 'I don't want to what?' she wondered. In truth, she wanted to say she didn't want to look bad. But she knew she was beautiful. She was gorgeous, and she couldn't understand why she was afraid to look bad. She figured she could make even mistakes look good if she had to. She moved her fingers through her hair, which was still up in the pony tail. It was soft, tangle free from all the brushing. She took very good care of her body, but took even more care of her hair.
She could see how hard he was and she felt the longing to touch him again. She ran her hand over his cock and smiled down at him. "I'm not afraid," she murmured into his ear, her voice soft. 'I'm not afraid, am I? I can do this,' she thought, looking for something she could tie him down with. His voice was so gentle, so angelic. How could this be? She didn't know what it was about his voice, but she couldn't get over how much she loved it. He was so seductive, so gentle. She loved the feeling of his hands on her body. It sent chills up her spine and made her want him to touch her more. The feeling he gave her was different. She liked it, though, it wasn't bad. Cold, but almost comforting. Her hand was warm around his cock, gentle now as she stroked it.
He seemed so caring when he spoke, but she wasn't sure she believed that. Why would he care about her? He didn't know her. Or he did know her, but not in the way that made them friends or even aquaintences really. His hands moved down from her breasts and she took his hand, moving it down between her legs and pressing his fingers against her clit, moving them in a circle against it. The feeling made her shiver in pleasure. "I have never had the chance," she admitted. This was something she had never done before, never even expected to be able to do. She should be excited about being able to dominate an angel. Especially Daimon. How could she refuse?
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Post by daimon on Apr 29, 2009 21:25:54 GMT -5
He seemed so pure... he allowed her to control his movements his body against hers softly her hand was warm against his cock, he caught himself from moaning. "I never say anything I dont mean anari... I give you my body for tonight.... Completely." He swore... Daimon slowly rubbed her clit. The innocent mistress beautiful in the moonlight that shown upon them.
Her pussy was wet, and warm... the lovely feeling of a woman's body.
He was extremely gentle with her and she was delicate as well... He loved that about her...
Her innocence, her movements... He wanted her to tie him down now... HE would pretend to be at her mercy... It would be fun to him... He loved her hand as it stroked him, her warm touch against his cock. Slowly he slid his middle and index fingers inside of her deep but slowly and sensationally....
Her hair was like silk to him, some fine exquisite thing that completed the innocent girl above him. Her beauty was flawless and he would keep her beautiful forever with his elixer... He would be able to make love to her a thousand years later and she would not have lost a drop of her beauty, and hopefully her innocent appeal which he loved so much. "You can not fail anari, for I have given myself to you for tonight. He looked around noting a good length of rope was on the couch, it was normally used to tie down boats. However the rope was completely new. He looked toward it. "There anari, seeks one of your many ways to pleasure yourself and me." he mused sweetly. "Feel relaxed with me, realize that Ive known you your entire life anari as you've known me. " he whispered. His voice was seductive and beautiful as it traveled through the room. His blue eyes still peircing hers with their mystical glow.
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Post by emiko on Apr 29, 2009 22:57:30 GMT -5
Anari ran her hand over the body that would be hers that night. She thighs tightened as his fingers moved over her clit. "Thank you," she said softly, smiling at him. The man below her was beautiful, perhaps as gorgeous as herself. Maybe even more. The vain girl accepted the way he looked, even though she happened to be a little jealous of him. As an angel, he could be more beautiful than the little shapeshifter. Teo of her animal forms were gorgeous things to behold, to be sure. The eagle was so magestic, so careful and protective. The chinchilla was always wanted for its beautiful fur. Humans killed the small creatures to make fur coats from it. The moonlight played on her skin, lighting her up and making her look almost angelic herself.
What made this man so gentle? Why was she so attracted to him? How could he get her to sleep with him, something she would have never done with a stranger in other situations. He slid his fingers into her and she smiled mischieviously. His cock was hard in her hand as she stroked it. He was an angel, though he seemed a bit different. She liked it though. He was sin, was he not? Was that why he was offereing her the only thing she wanted? Freedom and eternal beauty...how could she resist that when it came at such a simple price. She could give herself to him and enjoy the things he gave her. She would be happy, as well. Perhaps with her eternal life, she could get things she wanted, things she never dreamed of having before. She could be high maintenance and get the things she wanted.
The young womans innocent nature was something she would never lose. She could not imagine herself getting any less innocent. "Yes..." she said, moving off of the bed to get the rope. He could see her body better when she stood, her hips moving gently as she walked, much like a model. She had long legs and nice breasts, her whole body was well built, really, and she knew it. She was glad to be able to show it off to him. She brought the rope back to the bed, trying up his arms to the headboard. He looked amazing laying there tied up. She could do anything to him. She didn't really think that the ropes could hold him if he didn't want to be held, but she assumed he was going to humor her. Her mouth went down to his cock and her eyes stayed looking into his, seductive and innocent. Her tongue moved over it a bit before she came back up, rubbing it against her wet pussy.
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Post by daimon on Apr 30, 2009 13:42:27 GMT -5
He watched as she stood up. Her body beautiful and majestic as she walked across the room the moonlight shining against him, making his skin glow beautifully... His eyes sparkled from the illumination. He lay there on his back watching her. Her breasts were perfect, they were soft and gentle.
The innocent angel seemed to be at her completely mercy as she tied
his hands to the bed. His blue eyes looking up at her with their gentle gaze.
His crimson hair fell in front of his eyes... The beautiful angel smiled, his hands tied
from the rope. He was completely hers at this point.
"Im your anari... Completely at your will... Use me..." His voice was seductive and no woman could resist him.
He would give her eternal freedom... the beautiful Anari.
His eyes gazed into hers... He loved the feeling of her tongue as it moved over his cock. Her touch so gentle and sweet... He watched with anticipation as she came back up. His cock had dragged over her breasts and her belly all the way down to her warm pussy, The tip was pressed against her opening. pre cum dripped off of the tip of his member now... He looked up at her seeing what his beautiful mistress would do. He had submited himself to her for the entire night... he was hers... until morning.
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Post by emiko on Apr 30, 2009 14:43:31 GMT -5
The look in her eyes said she was trying to chase away every little paranoid feeling she had. She was trying to open up to him, almost as if she was trying to prove she wasn't useless. She admired the way the moonlight looked on the angels body. She wished she could hold this image forever, and perhaps she could remember it for that long. She would certainly try. She would live a long time, she realized. What would she do? Who would she be with? Not everyone lived so long. She would give Daimon whatever he wanted and stay the innocent girl she was. He seemed to like her innocence, and that amused her. Wouldn't he have rather had a woman who was experienced and more sexual? Anari realized then that she didn't bring her weapon with her. She couldn't have defended herself if she couldn't talk the angel out of killing her. Such a shame.
Now it seemed like Daimon was the innocent one. Anari was taking control, though there was a little hesitation in her movements. She seemed so shy, so small above him. Her eyes were narrowed a bit, calm and seductive, though she was craving him now. Her hands moved through his hair, a finger moved over his lower lip then her hands went down to his chest. She leaned over and kissed him gently, shyly. She was careful and soft, warm. There was nothing about her that made her seem aggressive. She ran her tongue over his lip, then nibbled on it. Something about a persons lips caught her interest. His were perfect, just like the rest of him. Her own lips were gentle against his, though there was a bit of excitement in the way she kissed him now, like she couldn't wait to have him inside her. "You are beautiful," she told him, nibbling at his neck now.
Her hand moved over his cock, the tip pressing against her opening. She was so wet, so ready to have him inside her. Slowly, she lowered herself onto him, only the head inside her tight pussy. She moved against it a bit, thinking of how big he was and wondering if this would hurt. He was so big and she wasn't sure it would all fit. She didn't know if it mattered, though, because she was willling to try. She would do anything to get what she wanted. She didn't want pain, but he had not hurt her before. That wasn't why he was here. He was an angel. She lowered some more, taking a bit more of his cock into her pussy, weary of the movements she made. She liked the feeling of his cock inside her. She was tight and warm around him. She was shaven, so her skin was soft there just like the rest of her. She tried hard to obtain perfection, the scar seeming to be her only flaw.
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Post by daimon on May 2, 2009 21:19:12 GMT -5
The rope held his arms preventing him from using his hands... Though now this was torture, he longed to feel anari's beautiful breasts... Yet it was so seductive to be at her full mercy.
his lips touched her cheek gently slowly moving down to her lips letting their lips touch...
His tongue sliped gently over hers, barely grazing her as they kissed. His eyes were
soft blue, the strange mysterious blue that enchants the souls of so many.
Daimon was in heaven.
He felt his cock slipd inside of her. At first it was just the tip... He felt her hot wet inner walls wrap around the tip of his cock. Only a bit of his dick had fit inside of her... It was going to be hard to get the rest but he did not doubt his dear anari. His lips slowly moved down to her neck sucking on her skin lightly.
She was shaven... Gentle and beautiful. Her pussy seemed like heaven to him.
Its warmth was amazing as his hard hot cock pushed into her... Her juices flowed down his
rod as he pushed into her a little deeper. He was so slow and gentle to ensure she felt absolutely no pain. His eyes gazed into hers. "You are perfect Anari." He whispered gently.
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Post by emiko on May 3, 2009 3:08:48 GMT -5
Not having him touch her almost made her want to untie him. But having him beneath her, tied up, hers for the time being...she loved it. Her lust spiked and she was happy to be here. "You are so sexy like that, angel," she murmured. His lips were on her though, and she loved the feeling. Her hands moved over his body, touching him, feeling him. She loved how cold he was against her fingers now. She hardly noticed now, but she also wasn't quite thinking clearly. She couldn't help but notice his eyes, how blue and beautiful they were. She kissed his forehead and smiled, lost in the webs he had weaved. She was here for him, whenever he needed her. Surely nothing would change that. She wasn't sure what was more important than her freedom and beauty.
She was quiet, concentrating as she lowered herself more onto his cock. She was focused, waiting for pain but there seemed to be none. Not all of him was inside her, but she was determined to get in all nine inches of his hard cock. He sucked on her neck and she moved to bite his, then moved her hips a bit, making his cock move inside her. She pulled it out, then, only to pull it back in, further this time. She was tight around him, ready to have him deep inside her. She loved the feeling of his cock inside her and couldn't help but let out a little noise, an escaped breath. 'So big...' she thought, scared that she might not be able to get all of it inside her. But she wanted it, and she intended to have it all.
She felt him push further inside her and a worried look appeared on her face. There was no pain, though, just like before. She wasn't sure why it wasn't hurting, but she wasn't going to complain about it. "I know," she said, hoping he was telling the truth when he said she was perfect. She tightened herself around his cock, thinking about his words. He could have been lying, only saying that so she would continue. He wasn't here to kill her, though, that much was obvious to her now. But she did wonder if she had been prepared, would she have been able to successfully kill him right at this moment? She wouldn't have, obviously not enjoying hurting people. Perhaps he was just using her, but he had told her that she used him all the time. She moved herself against his cock again, bringing herself back to reality.
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Post by daimon on May 5, 2009 20:18:27 GMT -5
He slowly slid his lips down her cheek gently, his hands still tied.
His body tied and completely exposed under her. His muscles slightly tightened as he felt the intense pleasure of her wonderful pussy taking his cock inside of her. She was amazing, her smell was beautiful... Her hair like silk bathed in the moonlight.
He kissed her skin gently moving down her neck to her breast letting his lips touch her breast softly.
He felt her warm inner walls clamp down on his hard dick as it slid inside of her.
"Anari... Beautiful Anari." He moaned lightly letting his lips touch her breast again gently, moving his tongue over her warm skin. His body was cold against her warmth. He felt her inner pussy walls clamping against his cock as she slid onto it. She had not even fit half of it inside of her and still it was incrediably tight. Her warmth, and wetness was the only thing that let it even slip in. "Anari... Your so tight... perfect." He moaned lightly.
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Post by emiko on May 5, 2009 21:33:22 GMT -5
She gasped softly as she took more of him inside her, feeling his lips against her breast. There were small shocks of pleasure rushing through her body. She peered into his eyes now, her own full of lust and need. That greedy feeling was eating away at her stomach now. How strange, the way he made her feel. Her innocence filled the room, fighting against the things he put out. He was not innocent, not as she was. He was sin. She felt his muscles tightened and she ran her fingers over him, wanting to touch every inch of his tempting flesh. But he could not touch her, and she knew that if she was in his place, she would not be able to resist.
She was slowly moving her pussy over his cock, taking more and more inside, wanting all of it. She heard his words and it made her shudder. "I want you. All of you. Right now," she begged, her voice holding a bit of urgency. Her shyness had vanished, though she still wasn't sure what she was doing. This was new to her and she was going to do what she thought was good enough. She knew she was tight and glad he approved. She was so wet and loved the feeling of his hard cock sliding inside her. Her body was tight against him, her breathing heavy. She wanted him, all of him.
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Post by daimon on May 6, 2009 21:32:47 GMT -5
His body was under hers and he seemed to be at her complete mercy as he slowly kissed her neck sucking on her skin leaving a light blood bruise. He loved the feeling of her wonderful warm body. Her innocence was the most seductive thing about her, it was pure and gentle, delicate as the flower. He was dieing to run his hands over her body, he wanted to play with her body but the ropes prevented him, it also gave him the look of a slave, her slave almost.
Sin reduced to a slave, the thought was cute to him.
He moaned lightly. She was so tight and wet, but most of all her inner walls were warm against his hard cock. It felt amazing, as she slid up and down on top of him, his cock never fitting completely into her. It was almost 3/4ths of the way inside of her now. "I want it to... I want to feel my cock buried inside of you. His eyes moved up her body slowly looking her into the eyes. He thrust back underneath her letting her bounce up and down, his cock sliding in and out of her now. The tip of his huge member ran against her left inner wall hitting resistance, not that of a virgin just that of a very tight girl. Her body was beautiful above him and at that point he knew he would preserve that beauty forever. His cock had never been inside a tighter woman, and it felt wonderful as it slid deeper inside of her.
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Post by emiko on May 6, 2009 22:19:37 GMT -5
Having him totally under her control was a great feeling. She ran her fingers through his hair, tugging lightly on it. She liked having him sucking on her neck, pulling blood to the surface. She would have ben worried, had he been a vampire. He was an angel, though, and not after her blood. Her body was getting hotter, moist and comforting. He did seem to be her slave and though she wasn't too fond of slavery, she liked to pretend here. She was glad he was willing to play along and it gave her a little bit more confidence to be herself. Although innocent, she was seductive that way. Her eyes were soft and bright, her lips swollen. Her pussy was wet around his hard cock, taking a little more each time she went down. She was tight around him and surprised she felt no pain.
She heard him moan and she shuddered. She wouldn't let herself cum until he did, she kept that thought in mind as she had her way with him. She heard him say he wanted it too and she went down further, taking all of him inside her and surprising herself. She was confused for a moment, but the feeling was amazing. She squirmed above him, trying to get used to the feeling. It felt nice to have his cock pushing against her vaginal walls. She felt him moving beneath her. "That feels good, Daimon," she moaned, peering into his eyes, her own showing all the feelings that went through her at the time. Her hands moved around on his thighs, then went up, touching very carefully on his skin. She loved the feeling of his skin against hers.
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Post by daimon on May 7, 2009 16:28:11 GMT -5
He bit his lip lightly, his eyes soft as they pierced hers.
"Cum for me Anari..." He wanted her to cum first... He loved the sound of her voice as she moaned in complete ecstasy. It felt amazing, his lips slowly moved up her neck to her lips kissing her softly letting his tongue move over hers. He thrust his hips slightly letting more of his cock slid into her. He was almost fully inside of her now. He looked up at the soft angelic beauty. Her body perfect, her rhythm gentle yet seductive.
Her pussy was incredibly wet and he knew she was on the verge of her climax, as was he, but he was going to control his cum rate. He wanted to feel her girlhood clamp tight on his cock... He longed for it now. He looked up at her his eyes peircing hers. Her juices had completely covered his dick and had gotten his abs wet as well. His muscles were flexed under her as she slid up and down on his hard cock, almost all of his huge member sliding into her tight pussy.
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Post by emiko on May 7, 2009 18:29:38 GMT -5
She shook her head, not wanting to finish before him but knowing she was almost there and couldn't wait much longer. Her heartbeat was loud in her ears as she kissed him, a bit of passion there. Daimon was the first angel she had ever had sex with, and probably the only one she would get to do things with. Who better then Daimon, though? Angel and men wise. She could think of a few girls who might have been able to get her this high, this excited. This wet. Of course, she would never see them again. She had moved away to this disgusting place. Then again, only the streets seemed to be disturbing. She enjoyed the other places. Anari dug her fingernails into the angels skin, trying to hold herself back from coming.
There was a strange look in her eyes then as she looked at him. She didn't speak, though. She tightened around him and she came, not able to hold back any longer. She continued moving against as waves of pleasure washed over her. She moaned gently, innocently. She was quiet, but shuddering from the feeling, her body having little spasms as the last feelings went through her. She put her hands on his abs, moving her fingers over his skin and then up to his arms where she had tied him.
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