Yes, more to come, soon silk.
Have just taken a break for a few days as pain levels dont make for good lateral thought processes.
Its subsiding now , so can catch up on sleep etc.
Thank fuck for that!.
she walked out onto the porch just in time to see him wiping blood from his mouth.instinctively she licked one corner that he'd missed.
he noticed a drop of maple syrup on her neck. what the...
he grabbed her by the throat, "what happened while i was out?"
he knew the switch had occurred, as she looked more excited than fearful.
"i did as you asked..wolfbitch thinks i'm going to help her." his grip loosened, and she removed the long fingers slowly.. "now you know the rules - you strangle me without good reason, and i get to ride for longer. let's go. you did this to yourself"
He stared at her, eyes beginning to burn with ferocity.
The cut on his ribs was aching and he could feel a trickle of blood seeping down his side.
And she wanted to fuck ........
She saw his eyebrow raise , not always a good sign , and he cocked his head as he looked at her.
"I did this to myself? ......no good reason?" ...... his tongue cleared the blood dribbling on his lip again.
"Well then, I wasnt aware that I had to spout reasons , every time I decide to touch you, but heres a reason .... youre breathing hard, youre sweating , theres maple syrup on your neck ...." his voice started to get a hard edge, another not so good sign , " and your inner thigh has scratch down it that I didnt put there. Perhaps you enjoyed yourself a little too much, or perhaps something happened that you dont really feel like telling me, either way ...for me..thats enough reason to do whatever the fuck I want".
He grabbed her around the throat again, although not particularly hard , and it sent shivers to her very core.
His other hand shot up her dress , and before she could say a word, her panties were torn in two and yanked from her body , and his long fingers found their mark unerringly.
Bled to a freakish blue/green, his eyes sucked the very heat from her crotch, and he dragged his lip down her cheek, leaving a small blood trail from the glass cut.
"Now, lets play" he said , a slim but evil looking blade magically appeared in his hand, and he took a step back.
"Best you drop that dress, before I turn it into a dishcloth" , he grinned at her with his bloodstained teeth .
pinned against the backdoor, she could hardly stand up, but managed to pull down her straps, exposing her hypnotic breasts. boing boing.
he brought his face close to hers and whispered so softly.."something.." and her knees went weak. objects faded to shapes, which faded to blurs except for those piercing eyes of his, at her eye level. he had lifted her and was taking her somewhere... as he walked up the stairs adjacent to the cellar entrance, she told him - using her nails - to stop. he looked at her..the look said 'there better be a good fucking reason for this'...she had noted the cellar door was open.."i want her to hear us"...he acquiesced, and laid her down on the stairs..
thump, thump, thump.
suddenly she was jolted out of the haze those gorgeous eyes often got her into..the cellar door was OPEN..why was the cellar door OPEN?!
FUCK! .. the movement was a blur and he threw himself sideways as a piece of water pipe crashed into stair beside where his head had been.
He drove himself up and into the staggering figure with the makeshift bat, and took it crashing down the stairs into the cellar. Muffled thumps , a crash and splintering of wood , then a brief silence before she heard him call her.
"You can come down now.....FUCK"..he swore again and she heard a hand hitting flesh and sharp cry of pain.
She edged down the stairs to where he stood, with his hand in the long red hair of Alter, who was on her knees with blood pouring from her nose. He twisted it, making her cry out again with the shock of the pain as she glared balefully at them both.
" Pass me my blade" , he looked at sugar and motioned with his head up the stairs. She retrieved it, and handed it to him cautiously, handle first.
He slit the strap on Alters already rather tattered sun dress, and bra, exposing her pale skin.
Then twisting her hair again, he drew the blade down her skin, the razored edge leaving a light cut from her collar bone to the centre of her breasts.
"One more peep, one more fucking whimper, and Ill carve my name on these", he grabbed her breast and squeezed it to emphasise the point. Her nipple hardened at the touch and he heard sugars soft intake of breath.
He turned his head, "Calm that pussy woman" , he hissed , and turned back to Alter who had begun to regain her inate sense of indignation and anger.
"Now then, my little red headed fiend, lets play a game", he brandished the blade in front of her . " Its called Lie an Die", he chuckled softly and poked her breast with the tip of the knife.
"You tell me what I want to hear, and I'll play nice, but if you dont , I'll make some rather deep marks in your prized possessions" , another jab, this time right next to the nipple.
He turned his head slightly,, " Oh and sugar, if youre going to play with yourself, do it in front of me so as I can see hmmm?"
he didn't even wait for a reply as he continued, red hair in hand, down to the dungeon..this was clearly a warning.
she heard alters attempts to quieten her moans, and followed them both. once they got to lycan's lair, he busied himself with the arrangement of certain tools.
alter took her opportunity and whispered desparately to sugar, "when damaged gets home and finds me gone, he'll come straight here.."
sugar whispered back, "not if some dumb bitch fucked up the database server and he has to work overnight.." with that she winked and turned back to lycan. he was fastening his goggles and gave sugar a pair.
"now alter, if at any point you decide to lie, what i will do to you will likely cause you to scream bloody murder and wish for death."