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Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili looked at Zelda and grinned licking his lips. "Now why would I do that, You already will do anything I tell you to, because you belong to me..there really isn't much that I could get out if I stopped and let him be. Make me want to my pet."The guard laughed and watched as the beast pinned her down. They used to be twilight folk just like the guard or Midna but when Zant's power attacked those many years ago and was destroied some of them still didn't turn back. When twili discovered the power he took over and made even more shadow creatures. The beast growled and pressed itself against Midna. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda stood and began take off what was left of her dress until she was naked. She walked towards him with a look of desire on her face. If she had to give him a reason to let Link go she had to show him that she wanted him. She gently bit her lip and crawled up into his lap. she leaned in and kissed him passionately while leading his hands up her body and to her chest."No, please. I beg you. Please!" She begged while squirming away from him as much as she could. Her eyes grew 3 times bigger as she felt his huge member press up against her. "Please no! I can't take it!" |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili held Zelda on his lap as he ran a hand up along her legs. he grinned and kissed her back then kissed along her neck as he thought about what she was doing to try and save Link. He grinned and looked at her. "All right then." He kept her on his lap. "Now dance for me my pet dance for me and show off yourself."The shadowbeast growled and pressed up against her as the guard just watched and licked his lips. "Now why should I, You, tied down about to be raped by shadowbeast, Now that's hot." |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda blushed and started to dance with a very seductive style grinding and moving all over him. I guess you could call it strip dancing with out the clothes.Midna stared at the beast and moaned at the pressure from him. "Because I'm fragile and small! I want you! I only want you! Please!" She begged. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili held Zelda on his lap and grinned as she kept grinding against him. he grinned and as she was grinding he shifted abit causing her to slide down onto him. He gripped her hips and pushed up against her.The guard watched Midna and grinned as the beast kept pushing against her before he called the beast off. "Suck him off then." |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda gasped at him and moaned. "mmm.... please don't tease me, just have your way with me..." She begged.Midna sat up and looked up at the beast and then down at hid huge member. "s...suck that?" She blushed and got on her hands and knees. She looked at him and then took it into her mouth and began to stroke and suck on him roughly and very playfully. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili grinned and looked at Zelda as he pushed himself deeper into her. "I don't think you are in much of a position to be giving orders now my little slut princess." He laughed and pushed deeper into her warm and waiting body.The beast's tail wrapped around her waist as she was sucking him off and slid in between her legs and started to rub her off. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda gasped and moaned, as he moved her. "mmmm... Twili! You feel amazing!" She said with a lustful grin.Midna gasped and moaned as he played with her. She very seductively teased his head and the took him in her mouth completely. Deep throating him with please trying to make the other man jealous. She then started flicking her tongue against his head. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili looked at Zelda and grinned as he kept pumping away inside of her, his hands moving to her breasts and squeezing them. "Very good my pet." He grinned wondering how her precious Hero of time would react seeing his Princess Zelda as nothing more then a slut. He grinned and pushed himself deeper into Zelda. "Tell me my pet why you'll be a better slave then Midna."The Guard laughed and grinned watching Midna on her hands and knees sucking off the shadow beast. Once a former queen of the Twil she was now sucking off some animal and letting its tail pleasure her. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda gasped and moaned, "I am more exotic then midna is.... mmmmm.... and I'll do anything you tell me to..." She moaned again as she began to orgasm roughly.She growled with her throat toward him and moaned with beasts every move. dhe licked and played with his head as she used both hands to stroke the the beast. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Twili looked at Zelda and grinned as he started to release into her before pushing her off of his body. "Get dressed my pet, we are going to throw Link a little welcome home party." He laughed and looked at her. "and for your dress have some alterations made to it, shorten it and make sure you have your silk gloves and silk stockings on."The guard watched Midna and grinned. As she had laid down and was sucking on the shadow beast the guard moved behind her and slid up into her waiting sex. |
Hyrule's Downfall (Cerberus and Foxykoko) | Zelda nodded, "Yes Master." She blushed as she grabbed her dress and left to go find her designer.Midna moaned louder as he entered. "mmmm.... now you want me?" she teased and continued pleasuring the beast. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Aizen sighed and just rubbed his eyes as he watched Zelman finish off another dancer as a meal. "Really brother. You really have to do this don't you? At this rate we'll never get this place opened. DO you know they want us to fail. It will give them all they need to justify killing us." Zelman sighed and just pushed the dancer aside who was nothing more then a limp body. "You know they wouldn't risk the backlash that would come from it. Sure they wan't to get rid of us but they would also be hurting themselves." Zelman watched his older brother pick up a wine glass and drink down the dark red liquid. "I don't see why you don't just drink what we have stored. It wouldn't kill off our hired work!"The Night Fang was the newest nighttime club in the city and all the hype about it would be lived up to if they ever could get ready to be opened. It was going to have multiple dance levels. Private rooms, an indoor pool and jacuzzi and working bars. Zelman looked to the line outside and just nodded to the bouncers. "Let them in. Free drinks for the opening night!" Zelman laughed after disposing of the body and heading down to enjoy the party. Aizen on the other hand just stayed on the VIP level watching as the crowd filled up. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Jessica was excited to experience Night Fang. She had heard nothing but great press about it and was thrilled to be near the front of the line on opening night, waiting to be let in. She looked over at her friend Belle and smiled a large smile. "This is going to be the best!" she declared.The large bouncer stood just in front of her, his muscles rippling and bunching up his tight shirt. They had obviously hired the best for this club! She wasn't about to try anything with him!Her husband Roger was out of the country filming a movie and she had been aching for a night out on the town to let her stress out and get admired by some men. When Belle had mentioned that it was opening night for Night Fang, it only took her a moment to agree and begin to get dress. Standing now in her favorite shimmering red dress that hugged her curves and showed off her deep, plunging cleavage, she was getting impatient to get into the music and the drinks.Finally, the bouncer lifted the divider and stepped aside, allowing the crowd into the club. Jessica bounced in on her high heels, tugging Belle along by the hand, as they first went to the bar for a Sex on the Beach each, and then found their way onto the dance floor.. soon, the drinks and the music were blending together in them as they went more and more wild, letting out all of their anxieties and worries, finding freedom in the dance. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Ilya watched Jessica waited till she caught up with Belle, moving closer and brushing a hand along her legs but to her and others it would just seem like the wind. Ilya watched her and grinned abit. he couldn't be seen or heard, only felt.. He laughed to himself and followed Daphne and her friends keeping nearby. At any chance he'd get he'd take a quick hand up the back of her legs and over her rear before moving on and watching her reactions to what he did. but certainly there were no other people around who would do such a thing.Ilya had to think of something. He wanted this girl for himself and needed to find a way to separate her from everyone else. He thought about it for a second but then nodded and moved behind her before whispering for her to get up a check a noise in the viewing lounge of the club. He then reached into his pack and pulled out a small round device and turned it on. the sound it made was like that of a music box. He then tossed it over into the lounge and waited for her to go and investigate the music. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | While Jessica dance with Belle, her arms flying through the air as her hips bucked and her body almost vibrated to the music, she barely noticed the draft that shifted her dress, tickled her thighs.. she was lost in the rhythms and in dancing with her beautiful friend. She was finishing off another drink, smiling and winking at Belle and admiring the beautiful men in the crowd while trying not to think of her beloved Roger when it suddenly occurred to her that she needed to check out that sound in the viewing lounge.The soft tinkling shouldn't have been able to be heard over the music, but she could hear it perfectly. It rang in her eyes and echoed in her mind.. it fascinated her, the gentle melody of an jewelry box left opened. Curiosity overwhelmed her, and she made a walking motion with her hands to Belle to show that she would be back, and then broke off from the dancing and pushed her way through the large, dancing crowd of people. Pulling her thick, red hair back over her shoulders, she managed to make it off of the dance floor and was almost gasping for breath, and still the music played in her ears.Balanced carefully on her heels, a bit unsteady from her drinking, she ducked under the rope separating the Viewing lounge and stepped into it, looking around uncertainly for the source of the music, chewing her bright red bottom lip as she searched. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | The music was something sweet and haunting. lulling its victim into a false sense of security and ease. Iliya watched as Jessica came into the viewing lounge and the music took control of her. "So they are susceptible to it." He licked his lips watching her and moving up behind her.. There were hands on her hips. Warm, sleek hands sliding first up her hour glass shape before settling onto hips, drawing the anxious woman up into a Hold. His hands rose up to cup around a plump breast, Fingers pressuring the sides. a hand falling off her breasts and down her smooth stomach, finger tipsbrushing at her silky pantyhose. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: The music was something sweet and haunting. lulling its victim into a false sense of security and ease. Iliya watched as Jessica came into the viewing lounge and the music took control of her. "So they are susceptible to it." He licked his lips watching her and moving up behind her.. There were hands on her hips. Warm, sleek hands sliding first up her hour glass shape before settling onto hips, drawing the anxious woman up into a Hold. His hands rose up to cup around a plump breast, Fingers pressuring the sides. a hand falling off her breasts and down her smooth stomach, finger tipsbrushing at her silky pantyhose. Click to expand... As Jessica neared the music box, she gasped at the sad, beautiful sounds coming from it and felt locked into place. All she could do was think of the music, focus on it.. as if her entire life depended on hearing just.. one... more.. note..She was only partially aware of the being coming up behind her.. the hands touching her hips, caressing her and sliding up and down her soft body, along her glistening red dress.. her breath came quickly as her stomach warmed and she felt herself becoming more and more aroused, her skin tingling as his hand moved up to brush against her breast..It was the most incredibly feeling, amplified by the music, and her nipple instantly stiffened under the hand cradling her breast, strong fingers pressing into it.. and then the hand was gone from her breast, sliding down a stomach dancing with need and desire.. and then just gently teasing her pantyhose that covered a quivering, damp mound.. she had no thoughts of her husband Roger in her head.. she was in a trance, entirely lost in her own bodies growing desires and the strange sensations that seemed to come from no where.. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | The strong hands whirled her around to face her molester, but in the haze and strong inscence Cause by the music there would of been no one to anyone she wanted to see. One hand fondled the firm buttocks and distantly she heard a zipper almost popping its seams as it was yanked down so quickly. He pulled her body close, the heat rising unbearably, melding their slippery hides together as one in passion. The male squeezed her rump and made her wiggle for him it made him groan in joy, her swelling womanhood making his hard on ache at full salute. He watched her and ran his hands down along her sides before resting his hands on her hips. He smiled and kissed her neck. "Now tell me who do you belong to hmm?" he slowly slid a hand down along her legs before moving his hand in between her thighs. slowly her ran his fingers over her pussy. He watched her reactions before he slowly slid his fingers into her. his other hand moved up along her chest and moved over her breasts giving them a nice squeeze as he played with her... "Whom do you belong to?" He watched her waiting for her answer. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | She was spun around easily to be face to face with the man who held her in place, but she was unable to put a name to the face.. he was no one she had seen before, and didn't seem like anyone she'd ever recognize again..she felt her zipper of her dress being tugged down roughly and gasped, her sweaty skin pressing into his as he grabbed her rear and squeezed it tightly, making her body shove harder into his as her eyes rolled back in passionate desire..her mound drenched and eager as she was enraptured by the man teasing her.He asked her who she belonged to, and she couldn't think.. his hand dipped down between her legs and his finger played against her drenched slit, making her cry out as he pressed a finger deep inside, asking her again.. and again..And she wanted to yield, to give totally, but her voice said weakly, "I b belong to R Roger.." |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Ilya watched as she obeyed him and he thrust his finger deeper into her wet cunt. he watched her and for just a second his eyes glowed red as he was pulling her deeper into his charm. He smiled and kissed her deeply before he pulled away and licked along her neck. He kept fingering her for abit before he slowly pulled his finger out of her and unzipped his pants and rubbed his stiff dick against her thighs."I bet you want to be relieved don't you my good girl?" He smiled and pressed up against her. "Then know this my pet, You belong to me. You do as I tell you to without hesitation. You will dress how I want you to and will do everything in your power to please your master. Failure to do so will end up in your master being upset and you being punished for your failure and i don't want to have to punish you many times. so learn to obey your master. is that understood?" |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: Ilya watched as she obeyed him and he thrust his finger deeper into her wet cunt. he watched her and for just a second his eyes glowed red as he was pulling her deeper into his charm. He smiled and kissed her deeply before he pulled away and licked along her neck. He kept fingering her for abit before he slowly pulled his finger out of her and unzipped his pants and rubbed his stiff dick against her thighs. "I bet you want to be relieved don't you my good girl?" He smiled and pressed up against her. "Then know this my pet, You belong to me. You do as I tell you to without hesitation. You will dress how I want you to and will do everything in your power to please your master. Failure to do so will end up in your master being upset and you being punished for your failure and i don't want to have to punish you many times. so learn to obey your master. is that understood?" Click to expand... Jessica could do nothing more than to stare into his eyes, flashing red as they sucked her in, and she moaned out as his finger slid deeper into her, curling and causing her entire body to shudder in response.. he licked her neck, and then slid his finger out and replaced it with his hard cock, big and hot against her soft thighs..She listened as he said she wanted to be relieved.. and she did, desperately. She had never felt the need for an orgasm stronger.. she continued to listen as he said she would do what she was told without hesitation, dress as told do everything to please her master.. and she shuddered, her legs spreading apart and cool air from the nightclub hitting her dripping slit.. she heard as he said that her failure would be her master getting angry and her getting punished.. and she understood...When he asked her if she did, she nodded blankly as her fingers curled into fists, her eyes closed and her breath coming in pants.. "Yes.. Master.." she managed to moan out.. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Ilya nodded and watched Jessica for abit as he rubbed his cock against her thighs then slowly pulled down her pantyhose and pushed his way into her. He smiled and held onto her as he kept pushing against her. his hands roamed along her body before wrapping around her. "Tell me my pet, your deepest darkest Fantasies. Tell your master how you want to be played with and how you'll dress for him." He spun her around so that she was pressed against the wall and he slid back into her and pushed harder and faster. He grinned and nibbled on her neck as his hand came down and gave her ass a swat. "Tell me how you want your master to play with his pet."He kept pushing against her harder and harder pinning her against the wall as he drove hid dick deeper and deeper into her wet folds as he leaned in closer and kissed along her neck. His hands gripping onto her waist as he began to push himself in and slowly drag himself out. Licking along her neck he whispered into her ears. "You are mine now and always, your body a toy for my dick,isnt that right?" lightly laughing he watched her as he slowly pushed in and out of her, taking his time enjoying her as he would pull out almost all the way and feel her gripping him before he would turn and push back in as hard as he could. His hands moved swiftly over her body,reaching into her top to play around with her breasts squeezing them and pinching her nipples between his fingers. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: Ilya nodded and watched Jessica for abit as he rubbed his cock against her thighs then slowly pulled down her pantyhose and pushed his way into her. He smiled and held onto her as he kept pushing against her. his hands roamed along her body before wrapping around her. "Tell me my pet, your deepest darkest Fantasies. Tell your master how you want to be played with and how you'll dress for him." He spun her around so that she was pressed against the wall and he slid back into her and pushed harder and faster. He grinned and nibbled on her neck as his hand came down and gave her ass a swat. "Tell me how you want your master to play with his pet." He kept pushing against her harder and harder pinning her against the wall as he drove hid dick deeper and deeper into her wet folds as he leaned in closer and kissed along her neck. His hands gripping onto her waist as he began to push himself in and slowly drag himself out. Licking along her neck he whispered into her ears. "You are mine now and always, your body a toy for my dick,isnt that right?" lightly laughing he watched her as he slowly pushed in and out of her, taking his time enjoying her as he would pull out almost all the way and feel her gripping him before he would turn and push back in as hard as he could. His hands moved swiftly over her body,reaching into her top to play around with her breasts squeezing them and pinching her nipples between his fingers. Click to expand... Jessica's body trembled, her eyes half closed as she panted harder for breath, slight moans escaping from her lips as he pressed his hard, throbbing cock deep inside of her, making her coo as he pressed her back, shoving into her over and over, telling her to share her deepest fantasies.. things she had never shared with anyone.. and she moaned out, "Ooh.. fuck me, use me, abuse me.. rape me, tie me up, make me your pet, your dog.." She couldn't believe she was admitting these desires, but she didn't care for long as he shoved into her once again roughly, stealing her breath and any thoughts she had..She nodded, moaning, "God yes" as he said that she was his, a toy for his dick. teasing her with slow, deliberate movements that kept her on the edge.. but never quite giving her release, and she moaned loudly in desperation as she bucked her hips at his cock, trying to take it deeper, harder, faster.. his fingers playing with her breasts and nipples, making her throw her head back, long red hair trailing down to the swell of her butt, moaning and begging, "Yes, yours, yes.. god please.. please let me cum.." |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | lliya looked at Jessica and grinned as he kept pushing at her,squeezing her breasts in his hands as he was good and hard in her. He licked along her neck and gently bit her ear as he dragged himself out of her and rubbed his dick against the back of her thighs and ass before he started to release himself on her. He groaned as he shot out on her letting the hot sticky fluid land all over her ass and thighs. He licked his lips watching it land upon her and stick to her giving her a light sheen to her body, Once he was done he stepped back to admire her. He grinned licking his lips and tilting his head as he gave her rear a playful swat. he then moved and pinned her. "And how would my pet plan to give me more of a release hmm? Tell me what you plan to do and perhaps I will consider taking it into action my little whore." He grinned watching her, starting to enjoy calling her by dirty and degrading names. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: lliya looked at Jessica and grinned as he kept pushing at her,squeezing her breasts in his hands as he was good and hard in her. He licked along her neck and gently bit her ear as he dragged himself out of her and rubbed his dick against the back of her thighs and ass before he started to release himself on her. He groaned as he shot out on her letting the hot sticky fluid land all over her ass and thighs. He licked his lips watching it land upon her and stick to her giving her a light sheen to her body, Once he was done he stepped back to admire her. He grinned licking his lips and tilting his head as he gave her rear a playful swat. he then moved and pinned her. "And how would my pet plan to give me more of a release hmm? Tell me what you plan to do and perhaps I will consider taking it into action my little whore." He grinned watching her, starting to enjoy calling her by dirty and degrading names. Click to expand... Jessica cried out as he slid out of her, her knees trembling as he shot himself out onto her soft, tender skin. She couldn't even bring herself to wipe it off of her skin.. instead, she just stood there, trembling, feeling empty and desperate to be filled again, as he smacked her ass, making her squeal as he pushed her back against the wall, overpowering her.. calling her a little whore as he asked how she could give more of a release.. and she opened her mouth, finding herself responding, flushing at the humiliating words.. "I could suck you off.. take you in my mouth, slide it in and out, suck and love on it.. let it slide between my breasts. anything that you want.." She was so desperate to cum she couldn't even think anymore.. function.. she was purely sexual.. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Iliya watched Jessica and looked at her and licked his lips. "I want you kneeling, begging for your master to tie up his pet and have his way with his pet. That you are here only to serve your master and know only how to serve and please your master. Now tell me about the dress you have on and how you look and feel in it.,Then my pet tell me all the ways I can tie you in that outfit and all the ways I can fuck you while your tied. Do as you were told my pet and you may just get to have your master's hands all over you." He grinned and watched Jessica and made her kneel in front of him on her knees as she tried to please him with her words. His eyes traveled over her body over over the lovely dress and how it hung to her every curve. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | As the strange man licked his lips, Jessica moaned and kneeled down in front of him as she was told, her thick red lips only inches from his cock, and her eyes were locked onto it longingly as she parted her lips, running her tongue along it, shivering as she moaned out, "P please... please Master..let me.. let me me tied up.. take me and have your way with.. with me.." Id she had been more capable she would have been shocked at what she was saying, but she was desperate and willing to do anything for just.. some.. release.."I.. I only know how to pleasure and please My Master.. serve him... I love my.. red dress.. it makes me feel sexy and powerful, to be so alluring.. so many people looking at me..but you can tie me up in it, bound my hands and feet, tie me up, hang me from the ceiling, fuck me from behind, in my mouth, my.. butt.. Her eyes locked onto his cock the entire time, unable to consider anything other than his long, hard shaft separating her folds again, driving deep into her tunnel, and making her shake and scream out in ecstacy. Nothing existed.. no club or anything.. except that beautiful cock. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Iliya watched Jessica and grinned. The charm was in control of her right now but with time and proper training she would be a good slave and blood doll for him. He grinned and let her suck on his cock for a while before he released inside her mouth. Once he was done he pulled her up to face him and grinned. "Now your master feels hungry my pet." He let his fangs grow before biting down upon her neck. there would be the first momentary shock and pain of the fangs piercing through the skin but once he got his fangs in and they brushed against the right nerves the pain would of been replaced with wave upon wave of pleasure.Holding onto Jessica as he fed he let his hands wander along her body, giving her breasts a playful squeeze. Since his mouth was occupied he spoke directly into her mind. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Jessica sucked eagerly on the cock in front of her, happily betraying her husband in pure desperation, without even thinking about what she was doing.. why she was doing it.. she was fully entranced, entirely needy.. and then she felt the cock in her mouth swell and grow even more before it finally spurted, and she swallowed quickly, gagging on it, her red lips wrapped tight around his cock as bits of sperm spilled out from her lips.Before she knew what was happening, and while she was still trying to swallow the thick, bitter cum he pulled her up. He talked about how he was hungry, and she thought perhaps he would want some food, but then there was a sharp, overpowering pain in her neck and she cried out, pushing against his shoulders instinctually, but then she moaned and cried out again, drowning in pleasures as her knees trembled and she orgasmed over and over, her blood flowing into the strangers mouth, an orgasmic weakness flowing over her.. His hands ran along her helpless, trembling body as his mind burned into hers..and she nodded weakly as she instantly and without and doubt knew she would never be without pantyhose or stockings again. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Iliya watched Jessica and grinned as her blood had a rich exotic flavor to it He slowly withdrew his fangs from her body before he kissed ehr neck, the wound sealing up. He smiled and looked her over before gently taking her by the hand. slowly the charm would wear away but still she knew that she was his now. That he was her master and she was his life. that she now revolved around him and would do what ever he wanted her to no matter what it was. He brought her back into the club. "Enjoy the night my pet it is still young. but when day draws near, return to this door and wait for your master to come and get you." He smiled and gave her breasts another squeeze before he walked into the door and shut it behind her.Now no doubt her friend Belle would be wondering what was all going on and where she had gone. Aizen looked at his brother and shook his head. "You know what will happen. SOMEONE will investigate and then you'll have the elders all over this place wanting our heads." Iliya just shook his head. "Relax dear brother and feed, or perhaps spend some time with the girls down there.. You need to just relax." |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: Iliya watched Jessica and grinned as her blood had a rich exotic flavor to it He slowly withdrew his fangs from her body before he kissed ehr neck, the wound sealing up. He smiled and looked her over before gently taking her by the hand. slowly the charm would wear away but still she knew that she was his now. That he was her master and she was his life. that she now revolved around him and would do what ever he wanted her to no matter what it was. He brought her back into the club. "Enjoy the night my pet it is still young. but when day draws near, return to this door and wait for your master to come and get you." He smiled and gave her breasts another squeeze before he walked into the door and shut it behind her. Now no doubt her friend Belle would be wondering what was all going on and where she had gone. Aizen looked at his brother and shook his head. "You know what will happen. SOMEONE will investigate and then you'll have the elders all over this place wanting our heads." Iliya just shook his head. "Relax dear brother and feed, or perhaps spend some time with the girls down there.. You need to just relax." Click to expand... Jessica was in a daze as she found herself standing in the club again..her thoughts were becoming less clouded, but she still found herself thinking about the man in the viewing lounge, and she blushed as she felt the dampness on her thighs, the thin trickle of semen on her chin and she wiped it away quickly. She found Belle still dancing and joined her, reassuring her repeatedly that all was okay.She lost herself in the music more than she ever had before, her mind wandering as she drank, and drank, and drank as if she could never satisfy her thirst.. The night seemed to last forever, but finally dawn approached and Belle wanted to go back home. Jessica shook her head, however, and yelled at her, "No, I want to get to the bathroom. You go ahead and I'll call you tomorrow!" It took some reassuring, but finally Belle went on her way and Jessica found herself limping on sore feet, her heels almost worn down from dancing so much, and she stood in front of the door to the viewing lounge as the last people trickled out of the club and went home in various stages of lust and drunkenness. She felt ridiculous and exposed as she stood there, but still she didn't move, waiting for the door to open. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | The door opened seemingly by itself and as she walked in a few others just looked at Jessica as she made her way down the hall. Soon she would of been at the top of the Viewing lounge. Aizen looked at her and sighed shaking his head. "Brother, Your little toy is here." He got up and walked past her down another set of stairs before dissapearing. Iliya walked into the room and looked at Jessica and smiled. "Ah so good of you to come my pet." He smiled and looked her over, she did look strikingly beautiful in her long red dress and heels which made her legs look even better. In that chest by the wall should have some cloths, get dressed, silk and short and then come over here and relax beside your master." |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Cerberus said: The door opened seemingly by itself and as she walked in a few others just looked at Jessica as she made her way down the hall. Soon she would of been at the top of the Viewing lounge. Aizen looked at her and sighed shaking his head. "Brother, Your little toy is here." He got up and walked past her down another set of stairs before dissapearing. Iliya walked into the room and looked at Jessica and smiled. "Ah so good of you to come my pet." He smiled and looked her over, she did look strikingly beautiful in her long red dress and heels which made her legs look even better. In that chest by the wall should have some cloths, get dressed, silk and short and then come over here and relax beside your master." Click to expand... Jessica stepped past the door, confused at what shew was doing.. others were in the hallway and watched her as she passed along them, and she knew their heads were turning to track her movement. She normally would have been embarrassed, but she sucked up her courage and continued walking. She finally entered the main section of the Viewing Lounge and saw Iliya there, smiling as he looked at her. She flushed as he took in a long look at her, and then he pointed at the wall and she saw a chest there. He told her to get dressed in something silky and short and then go to be beside.. her Master.. She didn't want to change her clothes, she didn't want to think of the man as her Master.. but still she found herself walking over and bending down to open the chest. She found a silver, shimmering silk dress in there.. but she hesitated to call it a dress. The neckline plunged almost to her belly button.. the hem was barely able to cover the cheeks of her butt. That and a pair of hose in her size were pulled out of the chest before she closed it again.. she stripped off her beloved red dress, letting it fall to the floor along with her running hose and stepped carefully into her new outfit, aware of how her flesh is just barely even covered. The dark circles of her nipples even peeked out from the top of the neckline.Blushing, tugging at the skirt to keep herself covered, she clicked in her red heels over to her.. her Master.. and knelt down on the floor next to him, her feet curling behind her, and she looked up with a mixture of fear, confusion, and lust in her eyes. |
A new club (Cerberus and HeatherHeart) | Iliya looked at Jessica and smiled licking his lips. "As you may realize now my pet, I am a vampire, yes we are real and not just some story from a movie. We are real." He grinned and licked his lips watching her. "Now, as for you. You are my blood doll. You provide me with food and what ever else I want, and I provide you with what ever money or needs that you may want to keep yourself happy and entertained during the day time hours. Now if you want you may stay or you may head back to your home. But know when the nighttime comes, you are to come here to be with your master." |
Celebrities sold off (Cerberus and DeterminedNinja) | Drake had been working for the company for more then 3 years now and in that time he had become one of their best agent to find the "target" and retrive it for them before training them then handing them over to be sold. He sat back in his chair all dressed up. There was supposed to be a big party for Celebrities, some A list group who thought that they were untouchable that they wouldn't get caught and disappear like some of those B list stars. Laughing he got up and headed to his car and checked his trunk for all of the tools of his trade. His ropes, gags and chloroform. Getting into his Car he headed out from his house and into the city where the after party was being held.Drake was able to slip into the party, conning many people into thinking he was someone important. His dark black hair and dark eyes always gave him an air of mystery. He chatted with stars and producers alike as he looked around for his next targets. Who would the company want now. it had to be someone really at the A list, someone who would actually cause a spark once she was kidnapped and never seen again. Then that would strike panic into them and make them know that they were not safe. |
Tifa's lucky find(Eventful Event) | "lightbox close": "Close", "lightbox next": "Next", "lightbox previous": "Previous", "lightbox error": "The requested content cannot be loaded. Please try again later.", "lightbox start slideshow": "Start slideshow", "lightbox stop slideshow": "Stop slideshow", "lightbox full screen": "Full screen", "lightbox thumbnails": "Thumbnails", "lightbox download": "Download", "lightbox share": "Share", "lightbox zoom": "Zoom", "lightbox new window": "New window", "lightbox toggle sidebar": "Toggle sidebar" A renegade black mage was on the lose, terrorizing everybody and everything. A high bounty was placed on his head for anyone willing to take him out. Bounty posters were placed every where and it was uncommon for someone not to see them. Forte had seen it, forte loved seeing those kinds of posters. It was his lively hood to say the least. Forte hunted bountys all the time, and never took a break most of the time. He was also a bit of a pervert and like girls with big breasts. He looked around to try to find this mage, hopefully he'd him soon. He couldn't believe how long he had gotten with out killing something. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Author's Note: Anyone who has seen 'Inglourious Basterds' will be aware that it is a multi lingual story at best, my skills in other languages can be described as 'terrifying', so while some words may be in the language they'remeantto be in, we will be primarily writing in English and highlighting in other colours to indicate another language is being spoken. I can't believe I'm doing this, but here's our language colour chart:German will be written indim grayHebrew will be written inblueFrench will be written indark greenEnglish will be given no assigned colour.We'll add more as we encounter other languages god help us all. Once Upon a Time In Nazi occupied France...1944 The K belwagen ground it's way along the last of the rain slicked roads near Porte Dauphine just as the sun began to sink below the horizon the radio crackled with static, the music stuttering and interrupted by the steady drizzle of a cold April rainfall.Vor der Kaserne, Vor dem grossen Tor, Stand eine Laterne Und steht sie noch davor.Reinthaller shrivelled his nose at the radio, an expression that rumpled the scar located directly between his eyebrows, a mark he'd received when he had first been drafted back in '39, when he'd still been a Private a weak kid, too skinny to handle killing one dirty Jew. He'd hesitated, back then.Then the fucking Abbie had got him across the face with a beer bottle and he'd learned, he'd learned quick. It was easy to pull the trigger after that.Just like he'd doder Schlampeon the radio, if he ever met her. Traitor. She may as well be a goddamn Yank.So woll n wir uns da wiederseh n, Wenn wir bei der Laterne steh n, Wie einst, Lilli Marleen, Wie einst, Lilli Marleen."Bl de Fotze,"Stupid cuntReinthaller snarled at the radio, as though Dietrich might be able to hear him via the radio waves beside him, Commandant Wiligut gave a low laugh and took a right turn, veering the Volkswagen off of the paved road and into the heavily wooded Bois de Bolougne. Reinthaller fixed his superior with a questioning gaze, only to see Wiligut jerk his head back slightly, towards the back seat.Ach, ja. He had nearly forgotten they weren't usually this quiet.Turning in his seat, Reinthaller stared at their prisoner he was bound in cuffs and black and blue from the beating he'd received early on. The man spoke fluent, flawless German, but he wasone of them like a dirty fucking rat, this one had managed to blend in for years, another Jew posing as a German, making a damn mockery of their nation. Of everything they'd worked for. Everything they'd suffered and killed for.He cocked his head to the side their prisoner was a grown man, but Reinthaller could have easily mistaken him for a woman from the slender build to the long, dark hair and with his big eyes and full lips, the Jew could scarcely be viewed as male. He was androgynous, even.Reinthaller's eyes shifted back to Wiligut, who simply smiled at the windshield strictly speaking, while in the boundaries of Paris, they were meant to bring all Jews to Vichy and drop them off at the Drancy internment camp with the rest of their kind.Strictly speaking.But no one would miss one kike.He focused on the road again it used to be that German soldiers would discreetly make their way into the Bois de Bolougne or Vincennes because, after dark, the prostitutes would populate the area, looking for customers and no painted face would refuse a Nazi, not if she wanted to leave the woods alive.But that was back before the regime had scared them all away these days, the woods were used for other things that had to be kept quiet.Leaves crunched under the wagen's wheels Wiligut had driven close to the lower lake and the waterfall was just visible beneath the drooping branches of the weeping willows. The Commandant was the first to step out of the vehicle the floor of the woods was soft beneath the heels of his jackboots."Kommen Sie." Wiligut said, and Reinthaller obeyed, stepping out Wiligut yanked open the back door then, grabbing the prisoner by his skinny upper arm, barking: "Kommen Sie auch, J den."The Commandant looked the prisoner over he'd retrieved the man's name earlier Aaron Levy, a German born Jew who had managed to evade the Schutzstaffel. Wiligut explained it away he was rasied in Germany, so naturally, even as a Yid, he had some German ingenuity.Being caught, however, was simply the fate of the Jew."Zeige es Disziplin."Show it disciplineWiligut sneered, half dragging Levy to the inferior officer and shoving him in Reinthaller's direction he leaned back against the side of the Volkswagen, pulling a dog eared cigarette from the breast of his overcoat and propping it between his lips before adding, "Kreativ sein."Be creative.Reinthaller gave a stiff nod,"Ja wolle." he said, and took hold of Levy's arm, insisting him across the muddied woods, leading him towards the lake. Reinthaller discovered there was little resistance though the officer was not a heavy man by any standard, the Jew was too thin, too slight, too lacking in mass to put up any significant struggle against him.The walk, however, felt strangely long Levy's mouth was gagged by the kerchief that had been shoved in place early on and Reinthaller couldn't think of anything significant to say between them, there was only the sound of breathing and twigs breaking underfoot, combined with the not too distant rush of the waterfall.Reinthaller brushed the leaves of a willow out of his face as they passed beneath a pair of them that had grown towards eachother, forming a drooping green arch above them, branches glistening with rain droplets, living up to it's name as the flora itself appeared to be crying. A raindrop hit his neck and Reinthaller rubbed it away as he fell to stillness only feet away from the lake's edge the sun was at half mast now, and it had cast an orange and red light across the water, glaring into his eyes with such brightness that he had to blink it away.He turned his head then, fixing his eyes on Levy light was glaring off of him as well, creating a strange play of shadows across his thin face, settling in the hollows of his cheeks and emphasized by the way his mouth was held around the gag.He found his mind going back to his earlier thoughts the Jew didn't look masculine at all.And especially now, he looked positively girlish.Something dark stirred inside of Reinthaller and it was a feeling that was immediately accompanied by guilt he peered back over his shoulder and found that he could no longer see the K belwagen or the Commandant.It was just him and the Jew, wasn't it?He eyed Levy for a long moment, looking over the numerous bruises that marred his face, the way that his lips were swollen. What a weak, pathetic creature. He was helpless.Just like a woman.Anger suddenly surged inside of Reinthaller at the thought and he grabbed Levy by the back of his thin neck, forcing him forward, kicking his legs out from under him and violently forcing his head into the lake, knowing he only had his nose to breathe through."F r n Ungeziefer!"Fucking vermin!He spat out. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | His lip was split.A bitter, metallic tang of blood filled his mouth saliva soaking and mixing with acidic bile at the back of his throat as the car jolted from side to side on a suddenly uneven terrain. Much of the thick crimson liquid had seeped from the gash on the captive s naturally swollen lower lip, through the thick material of the white handkerchief that had been stuffed between those pouty lips to gag him. A fold had become too weighted with the substance a drop trickling down the corner of his mouth, pooling onto the leather seat he had been thrown upon hours ago..Laid out on his left side, hands bound behind him. Sweat beading upon his forehead, at the base of his neck Panic stricken viridian eyes that had cruelly been left uncovered, darted from window to window foolish, desperate in their attempt to discover where they were headed As if it would matter.Aaron s fate had been sealed the moment that one of his ribs had cracked. Impaled by one of the German s boots as he had slept beneath a worn down bridge, regaining his strength to continue his travels the moment the sun set...They had found him, under that hardly scenic bridge. A bridge that the forest seemed hell bent on reclaiming vines and mold patterning the length of the structure like a twisted hand uprooted from the ground.Surely the patrols wouldn t be able to successfully maneuver a vehicle of any size over it They would go to a new bridge, and scout the other side by means of that route...In fact, that waspreciselythe standard proceedings of the soldiers who were charged with the security of the area.As luck would have it however, one could successfully avoid the patrol routes but not the areas where the patrol stopped to piss.The impact of the boot against his chest had been the searing pain that had initially awoken Aaron Levy, as he slept in the otherwise serene French forest. As fragments of his bones frayed, a feminine shriek sent the birds in the surrounding trees skyward. One man had interrogated him heavy fists colliding with Aaron s porcelain face while he was shoved against the weathered bricks of the bridge s underside. The other man searched through the black knapsack the boy had been resting his head upon, finding nothing of particular value or interest save for that no identification papers could be located.The belt that had cinched his coat delicately around his slender waist had been ripped off with little regard. His pockets searched, the buttons torn and the coat discarded into the muddy water of one of the stems of the Moselle. The pretty boys head soon followed suit, gloved hands wrenched tightly in the waves of his long dark hair. Held beneath the current until his name was confessed His name.If Levy was not enough to make him suspicious, than his lack of paperwork acted only to finalize the closed mindset of a German soldier if you couldn t prove you weren ta Jew, youwerea Jew.One of the men had turned in the front seat. His dark eyes wandering over the length of Aaron s body until their eyes met deadlocked. The captive s heart stilled in his chest, and though his bruises still burned, his eyes narrowed up at the man.Defiance a resilient quality of an ever persecuted people..The vehicle choked, sputtering as it came to a stop.Aaron was soon pulled out of the backseat, exchanged like some purchased good from the hand of one man to the other. His arm throbbing already, threatening to produce another bruise beneath the bunched up sleeve of his torn shirt. The handsomely tailored hunter green shirt, black waistcoat and charcoal pants he had left Luxenbourg with two weeks ago were now in shambles. The knees of his slacks scraped open from being dragged along the ground...The seams of his shirt starting to tear from brute force.His waistcoat mostly in tact, though his grandmother s pearl pendant had been removed when he his hands had been bound.Kreativ sein.Aaron s head suddenly felt very heavy, his vision dimming slightly before being jolted forward. His feet however, moved lightly, without much resistance as he was pulled along by the less decorated soldier. The smell of smoke from the other s lit cigarette burned inside of his nose, causing him to cough against the kerchief. He saw only blurs as they moved through the woods Leaves blending into one another.. His feet fuzzy shadows that held no shape until they suddenly stopped.His ears had been ringing For how long, he was uncertain but the sound of the crashing waterfall seemed to alert his senses. As his eyes turned upward, they squinted slightly in the setting sunlight. There was distress on the soldier s face before him He seemed to be looking past him for a moment, checking for something..Convincing himself of some pestering thought before those dark eyes set to wolfenly appraise the captive before him. Aaron s long fingers had splayed slightly behind him, stretching and straining without moving his shoulders too noticeably, trying to untie his restraints as he had failed to do while en route Suddenly, the Nazi s hand shot forward, seizing him by the scruff of the neck like Aaron was some sort of misbehaved feline.The boy s body tensed, easily collapsing the moment his legs were swept out from beneath him. With no way to compose himself, the slender Jew fell forward, his nose filling instantly with the cold water of the lake, long hair veiling around him, soaking those dark tresses once again as he flailed desperately. Frantic bubbles rippling through the surface of the lake as Aaron's fingers curled into fists behind his back, his jagged nails piercing into the flesh of his palm as his writhed beneath the man's grasp.. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Reinthaller was almost surprised to find a struggle in the man boy?Thing? that was clenched in his hand. Granted, the strength was scarcely enough to move the Private, but enough to force him to acknowledge that Levy was very much alive and wasn't that a shame? Another goddamn Jew, the last thing the world needed.He held fast, holding onto the back of the little neck, holding him down, keeping his head under and watching the bubbles stream up to the surface of the water, pop, pop, popping. Soon enough, the stream was reduced to a few measly bubbles, and though Reinthaller wasn't sure why he did it, he released Levy, wrenching him up out of the water and shoving his drenched form down onto the shore.He tore the gag out of the Jew's mouth, tossing it aside it dissappeared into the shadows that were creeping up around them with the collapse of the sun, and the radius of light seemed to be reduced only to the shore now, encircling them like the spotlight on some sick stage show of life.But there was no audience here.He stared down at Levy then the man was wheezing and spitting out water that had climbed its way through his sinuses and down his throat, he had probably even swallowed some of it, and the water running from the corner of his mouth was mixing with blood from a cut, creating a stream of pink from swollen lips.Heat stirred deep inside of him Wiligut was yards away and no one would be stupid enough to come out into Bois de Bolougne this late unless they had a death wish."Up." he snapped, tugging Levy into a sitting position, crouching beside him, dark eyes scrolling over him again, from hair to knees, taking in the torn clothes and the cuts and scrapes, adding: "You look the part, Jew." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Frantic bubbles faded alongside panicked convulsions in what seemed to be the inevitable last few moments of the captive s life the struggle to stay alive lessening with each bubble that made its way to the now distraught surface the lake.They hadn t held him under this long before The superior officer s fingers wrenching the back of his neck, barking questions in his water logged ears before shoving him back into the murky stream.There were no questions now Only the distant sound of the waterfall, and those little, pathetic bubbles..Pop pop popping His fingers had relaxed from their fists, or rather, the strength to retain them was lost.A sudden exhale released a more steady stream, perhaps a resign of his fate, had been released the moment before he was jolted back and forced down against the soft grass on the shore. Aaron s sopping tresses clung against his neck, across his face as he spurted out a mixture of water and snot. His jaws ached gratefully as the gag was discarded. Inhaling sharply, he coughed, a fit of frenzied pants as his broken lips pursed, sucking in the damp air of the evening. His small chest quivering, barely able to take in the amount of breath he was trying to capture in his weighted lungs.Air sweet air Life.When he was forced to his knees, Aaron felt as if water was sloshing around in his head. Those pretty blue green eyes rolled back for a moment, his shoulders jerking as he heaved a watery, pink tinted bile onto the ground before him Thankfully, missing the soldier entirely..He swallowed, though it burned awfully. His face twisted in anguish as he forced his saliva down his own throat, trying to coat it..ease the singed lining whilst suppressing another expel. I..I don t The words trailed off, a fleeting though meant for inner dialogue, pushed past those pretty lips in a moment of recovering delirium.. The Jewish boy turned his head, staring between strands of his dark hair up at the soldier who peered at him studiously.. I have told you my name . He swallowed hard, his mouth left agape somewhat as his shoulders sank. His breath steadying slowly as he knelt beneath the weeping tree I have nothing else.. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Reinthaller's young face was twisted into something unpleasant as he watched Aaron over and over, he could hear die Fuhrer shouting furiously, pounding his fist on the podium:For us there are only two possibilities: either we remain German, or we come under the thumb of the Jews.That had been back in 1921, long before Reinthaller had been born but he had read the transcripts, heard the recordings, had it drilled into his head time and time again in training camp, back when he had been a snot nosed kid.They would be victorious over the Jews.And look at them now this was what they were reduced to, crawling around in the dirt, sleeping beneath bridges, caving under the steel toe of Hitler's army, necks bare and just waiting for the German soldier's knife.Not for the first time, Reinthaller felt a surge of power overcome him as he looked at the pathetic creature in front of him there was no pity, only the knowledge that Levy was at his mercy. He could hurt him, dispose of him, and no one would care no one would look for the Jew, his life was reduced to this, to now.Reinthaller rose, standing over Levy, no longer a young soldier, but more monster than man, a uniform and a medal and a symbol of white and black and red. He pulled his sidearm from it's holster and the Walther gleamed in the dying sunlight he reached out and gripped a handful of Aaron's hair, tugging it hard and forcing his head back he pushed the barrel of the gun into the Jew's mouth,"Clean the barrel, kike." He spat out. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | And so the monster rose as the sun set behind him.Demonic wings spread out with the shadows. Features twisting into otherworldly shapes in the darkness..Perhaps the Commandant had flashed the headlights, or perhaps some inner predator that lingered within the tainted soul of the German soldier made his eyes glow so eerily beneath the willow s canopy The slight creaking sound of finely tailored leather made Aaron s tongue suddenly feel very dry. A slight breeze signaled the soft sprinkle of the rain droplets that had gathered above. Pattering lightly against the distinguished jacket of the man who had so suddenly stood before his kneeling captive.His throat no longer scorched, but now felt horribly numb as the barrel of the soldier s pistol forced its way between his lips, penetrating its way almost to the very back, causing the boy to gag and recoil..but it was pushed deeper, threatening to twist its way down further to release an unwanted load down his aching esophagus should he choose not comply...The taste of steel was more bitter than blood..A pungent, almost rusty tint to the flavor of the underside of the barrel that had settled itself on the top of Aaron s tongue. The slender Jew cowered at the command, his heart practically leaping into his throat to coax on a second expel of sick..Desperate times in Luxembourg had called for worse deeds than deep throating a gun At least this time, he might not have to wake up with the memories or the guilt.Shutting his eyes tightly, Aaron entwined his fingers behind his back..A shuddered breath escaping his nose as he brought his mouth down half the length of the gun, his tongue caressing against the side staying far away from the trigger. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The Private's eyes stayed pinned on Levy, watching as he stiffly obeyed the command he had been given, leaning forward and taking the barrel of the Walther partly into his mouth, tonguing it,"This gun killed a Jew once already today." Reinthaller hissed out, fisting his hand harder in Aaron's dark mane, and he yanked the man's head further down the barrel, then back again, before he held the Jew in place. He moved his index finger onto the trigger pointedly, the little piece of metal adjusting in its housing but not depressing.His hand shifted away from Aaron's hair and down to his jaw, gripping it hard, fingers and thumb pressing into the hinges of his jaw to force it open wider and he began to move the gun back and forth, in and out of Aaron's mouth, watching the saliva gleam along the cold metal surface, fucking his mouth with it."It will kill many more, with your kiss on it." he added, before suddenly barking out, "Open your goddamn eyes!" |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aaron s eyes wrenched tightly together as the German hissed. The man s fingers gnarled, digging within the boy s long hair, guiding him lewdly up and down the length of the gun. The sound of his saliva slicking as he was forced down upon the barrel. He could hear the soldier s fingers moving, teasingly tapping against the trigger...Taunting...Tormenting.A grunt stifled in his throat as Reinthaller s hand forced his jaw into a more accommodating holster for his gun pathetic enough in its sound to resemble a woman s breathy moan.His lips were trembling around the steel cylinder Adam s apple bobbing in anxiety in that slender throat..Hecouldn topen his eyes He wouldn't. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | A noise escaped the Jew, an exhale that came with sound, distorted by the gun in his mouth, enough to make Reinthaller sure that Levy was still aware, still capable of hearing him, still very much alive and yet he disobeyed the order he was given, keeping his eyes held shut, refusing to open them. The soldier seethed at the disrespect he pulled the gun back, removing it from Aaron's mouth so he could deliver a full strength backhand,"Jew dog!" Reinthaller growled out, yanking Aaron up by the collar to keep him upright, refusing to allow the Jew a chance to do anything but stay on his knees the face in front of him was dirty and bruised and now his lips were badly abused, cracked and bleeding in spots, and he could almost be certain that the Jew's mouth would taste of gun metal and blood.He forced the gun into Aaron's mouth again, shoving it in deep and hard the second time around, intent on gagging him with it, and something about seeing the Walther dissappearing past his teeth and knowing that the little throat was straining to swallow because of the metal pressing in it made that dark, guilty part of the Private's brain sneak up to the forefront again.How hot would that little mouth be?He glanced back over his shoulder again Wiligut wouldn't come by to check on him for some time.No one would ever have to know not Wiligut, not his Outfit, not the Third Reich or even Hitler. No one would know if he did it just this once."Open them or I take your eyelids." Reinthaller re iterated in one low breath. The Commandant took a deep drag on his cigarette it was German made, and Wiligut would smoke no other, not merely out of principle, but because Parisan cigarettes were terrible, weak things. Appropriate, he supposed, while the German smokes were always strong and hearty.Wiligut had served for the German regiment since 1932, twelve years of training and running and shooting and killing, twelve years of turning unkempt, untrained little boys into men through discipline and hard work, turning them into soldiers by teaching them what they had to do by making them do it.Reinthaller was one of those men that he had brought up, turned into the real German that he was he had been resistant to it at first, even showing pity for the Jews he had been too soft. Wiligut might have even pinned him as a gay for all of his theatrics during the first time he had to kill a kike, but a few tries later and he had proven himself to be fit for die F hrer's army but once in a while, Wiligut liked to reinforce it, to groom Reinthaller properly.And besides, soldiers needed release. What better way to take out their frustrations than on a Jew? They were destined for the ovens anyways.He ran a hand back through his thinning blonde hair, flicking the stub of his cigarette onto the soil, putting it out with the toe of his boot. Life, for what it was, was good. He pulled out a match to light a second cigarette the flame flared up and it shed light on the world around him for only an instant, and it was an instant long enough for him to see a pair of eyes lit up in hues of orange and red, right in front of him."Goo ten tawg, shit head." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The site of the gun clicked against Aaron s front teeth at it was quickly withdrawn chipping carelessly at the white enamel. He drew his lips inward, whimpering as his jaws began to sting from being forced open for so long..pain soon replaced by the impact of the soldier s hand against his bruised cheek, a blow he could have prepared for had he opened his eyes Consequences Everything had them..Aaron s pearly teeth had bit down harshly against his splitting lips, deeply..almost entirely though those pouted petals, cracking open any moderately healed wounds and sending blood seeping forth as if he had bitten into a raw steak. Streams of scarlet staining those pretty lips, trickling down that slender chin.The Jew recoiled, gagging even before the well lubricated gun was forced back inside of his mouth. His entire body buckled as his throat fought to take the entirety of the gun, his tongue quivering as it dropped to as far down as it could, fearful to twitch anywhere near the trigger Though he could end this humiliation now if he did so..This was just the final torture of the cat before devouring the mouse for supper..That night had surely been his last sunset.The numbness in Aaron s throat seemed to spread throughout his body as the German again barked his orders, frustration dripping from every word at the Jew s disobedience. Slowly, those viridian orbs opened once again. Bloodshot and strained beneath thick black lashes, Aaron s gaze crawled up the height of the man until once again they were deadlocked Staring death in the face, was certainly a memorable end One which only the soldier before him would bear witness to..and be forever haunted by those wide, seraphic eyes that narrowed ever so slightly, even with the cold mouth of a gun menacingly violating the depths of his throat... |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aldo Raine snuffled and rubbed his itching nose against his sleeve damn snuff tobacco was giving him snake skin in his nostrils, but he supposed it was his fault for nicking anything off a Nazi to begin with.He took the cigarettes anyways German smokes stunk like shit, but Hugo got even more morose and scarily quiet if he didn't get his tobaccy, and Aldo just didn't feel like waking up with the Austrian's hand halfway down his throat in some sort of tobacco withdrawl delirium.Though, really, Hugo might do that to him out of sheer annoyance one day anyways, hard to say.He went through the glove box of the nazi mobile, picking through papers and pocketing some gum along the way the inside of the thing was spotless, but there were a couple of dents in the leather seats that told him there was a second party in the vehicle. Maybe stopped to take a piss.Aldo's head popped up over the seat and he peered into the back nothing of interest there, on first sight, but a second glance and something was shining at him on the seat, something wet.Blood, not the straight stuff that comes from a fresh wound, but the sort that trickles from the mouth, pink from dilution saliva. Someone was drooling on the back seat with a busted up mouth, had to be laying down to do it, too."Gone and got yerself a prisoner, didja?" Aldo asked, peering out the vehicle to where Wiligut was laying on the ground, arms bound behind his back by his own belt the nazi didn't reply, except to give a huff of annoyance. Aldo stepped out of the Kubelwagen and walked up to Wiligut, swinging a foot back and catching him in the ribs with his boot with a 'hup!' and the Commandant's breath escaped him all at once."Gon' tell me where yer girlfriend went?" Aldo asked, using his foot to direct the Nazi onto his back Wiligut stared up at him. Rage lit his eyes as he wheezed in a breath."Go to hell, you fucking American red skin swine." Wiligut said clearly, and the side of Aldo's face twitched in something like a smile."Was hopin' you'd say somethin' like that." Aldo said, stepping over Wiligut. Finally, the eyes opened. Reinthaller had seen them before, earlier, when they had first picked the Jew up from under the bridge like a bit of trash they had stumbled across, but it was different now, now that they were lookingupat him.The dark look on Reinthaller's face gave way to a disturbing smile, something sick and amused now that Levy was looking. He pushed the gun in a little more, once, before finally tugging it out of Aaron's mouth again,"I will bet you have done that before." he said, finally releasing Aaron entirely, keeping the gun trained on him his free hand slipped down between his own legs, palming himself where he was straining against the starch pressed fabric of his uniform. His thumb and forefinger began to open the buttons of his slacks,"And you will do it again." he added, tugging his cock out and pulling on it a couple of times. He reached out and gripped Aaron's hair again, angling the man's head back just before the rock slugged Reinthaller in the side of the neck, sending him off balance with a shout of:"Was verdammt!"What the fuck!And, just as he tried to stand upright again, a second one struck him, sending him to the ground, falling to his hands and knees, clutching at his face where the rock had carved a trench in his cheek and nose.Reinthaller turned his upper body enough to look behind him in the last breath of the day, the approaching man was lit up red by the dusk sun, a contrast to the brown leathers and green cottons of his rumpled clothes in one hand, he held what appeared to be some sort of dead animal, all blood and fur, and in the other, he held a big damn rock.Briefly, the American's eyes scanned over the bound, beaten, and bloodied prisoner before disregarding him, focusing back on Reinthaller, who was unsteadily getting to his feet again while Aldo watched. In his dazed state, Reinthaller found himself noticing that his attacker held his jaw strangely, jutted forward in a way that made him appear perpetually bemused and it was only logical that his eyes followed the line of the man's jaw down to his neck.Down to some silvery, jagged mark that encircled it. A scar.Instantly, Reinthaller's head went back to camp fire stories, back to the rumours that the men would share about some insane woodsmen, some group of rebels who slaughtered german soldiers they called the leader of them the Apache, with good reason.Reinthaller's eyes went back down to Aldo's hand, refocusing and he realized he wasn't looking at a dead animal, because he recognized the blonde hair.It was Wiligut's scalp."Bl dmann!"Bastard!Reinthaller's hissed, and dimples appeared on the Apache's face."Yup." he said, and the German went for his gun, only to find it missing from it's holster, dropped to the ground in Reinthaller's moment of confusion, Aldo's eyes flicked down, brows knitting before his eyes flicked back up, because there was a limited amount of time in which another man could, or would, willingly look at another man's johnson, and this one just happened to be freely flapping around for no particular reason.Or ?Aldo's eyes moved to the prisoner again, and this time he really observed him his position, in particular."Aw," Aldo said, a grunt of disgust as he looked back at Reinthaller, who was actually picking his Walther up off the ground Aldo shook his head in disapproval, then whipped the third rock with astounding accuracy, pelting him in the mouth with it and taking out a couple of teeth, adding:"Dirty fuckin'natzee."Before he approached and rammed a boot into the German's stomach, causing Reinthaller to go fetal around his foot and causing Aldo to briefly totter on the spot before he extracted himself. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Watching the gun withdrawal from his lips, coated with a thick phlemy mixture of blood and saliva, was almost surreal. For a moment he saw himself, through the eyes of that snickering German soldier, looking down at himself as the dripping barrel pointed at his forehead ready to unload, perhaps.He wanted to shut his eyes,Take in one final breath before resigning to his fate But the hand of the soldier did not move to where he had anticipated Not by any means. Aaron s lip twitched slightly, swallowing heavily the curdled remains of what lubricated the gun with a deep, shuddered snort. He exhaled, whimpering softly as his mouth hung agape Too sore to close again without encouraging those fingertip bruises painted along his slender jaw line to start throbbing more noticeably.The smell of stale sweat wafted its way inside of Aaron s nostrils when the buttons were undone, though he kept very still The gun not too far from his head to make shrinking back his last action..A soldier whom would force a defenseless prisoner to his knees in preparation for such an act, would mostly likely not be opposed to using said prisoner s freshly dead corpse to finish the job without the irritation of resistance.Aaron had shut his eyes again, absentmindedly. Anticipating as much as one could, an unfamiliar taste about to be forced upon them but nothing came.A sudden cry caused the Jew s eyes to snap open again, glimmering in the dimming sun as he watched the German soldier jolt to the side. The willow tree letting forth another cascade of rain as a blur of gray whizzed across Aaron s eyes, colliding with the German s face, sending him crumpling to the ground with a guttural heave. The man s twisted face further marred, blood streaming from his nose as he tried to regain his composure, eyes slightly widening upon gazing at what had pelted him with two seemingly small boulders, or very large rocks..A man.A very tall man with a distinguished, smug expression seemingly plastered upon his face, holding another large projectile in one hand, and something that was dripping with blood in the other..The way the sun s red rays haloed around his silhouette gave the man an almost otherworldly presence An intimidating one, if nothing else.Aaron had noticed the once over he had been given initially, how the other had been seemingly unfazed at first upon seeing him there Understandably so, as the soldier wasn t exactly dead yet.But the second time the foreigner s feature s repelled, as if he had seen something horrific that at the moment Aaron was oblivious too.Aw..Dirty fuckin natzeeEnglish.Another rock, this time impacting with a shattering sound as several teeth propelled from the soldier s mouth.The American walked over, and with a swift, heavy sweep of his boot the soldier stilled And Aaron knelt there, not far from the two still, and very still.Bloody lips quivering, slim cheeks swollen with bruises sore eyes glistening, staring at the man much like one would stare at the apparition of some vengeful spirit come forth from the fade to see justice handled properly It was a wonder the boy had not fainted. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | For a moment, Aldo was still, motionless as a statue as he stared down at the wheezing form of Reinthaller, watching the way the uniform still held it's starch against the dirt."F r n J den, f r n Amerikaner schwein," Reinthaller uttered between gasps for breath, and Aldo cocked his head to the side,"Now, I don't speak me much Ger man, but I'm pretty sure I know what that one meant." he said, gesturing at Reinthaller with an index finger, "An' it'd be hoove ya t'shut yourtrap."He punctuated the last word with another kick and this time something cracked against the toe of his boot, causing the soldier to let out a shriek of agony oh, sweet music to a Tennessee ear. Aldo chewed on his cheek for a moment, then turned his eyes onto Aaron again.He was young, no doubts about that, and he didn't look like any brand of soldier that Aldo had ever seen had been beaten all to hell, too. The pretty ones always got it worst Nazis couldn't resist spoiling something nice, like the world's most organized group of party crashers.Aldo's jaw jutted further forward, if possible, then slid back again he gestured at Aaron with his chin,"English?" he asked, a touch hopeful the last thing he wanted was to have to drag the sumbitch back to camp and get Hugo or Wicki to translate before he knew whether he was supposed to help or kill this guy. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The scream that had fled from the soldier s throat was blood curdling.Whatever had ruptured beneath the American s boot must have been vital, as the German s body was slumped and motionless by the time the man turned back towards Aaron. Staring between long strands of wet hair that veiled over his swollen, bruised face broken lips hung agape as his eyes crept up the height of the man.Watching that tight jaw twist and jut.He was contemplating what to do with him no doubt..Or trying to figure out what sex he was.It would not by any means, have been the first bewildered glance that Aaron received in that regards.The man s chin protruded forward, pointing at him in replacement of his fingers that were clasped on his hips in some odd, American pose of confidence.Aaron nodded his head slightly, drawing his cracked lips inward, swallowing deeply before nodding again. J j , |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The response wasn't the best one, considering, but Aldo nodded anyways, stuffing his available hand into his pocket while the other one continued to hold the still dripping scalp, the Commandant's dirty blonde hair threaded between his fingers like Perseus clutching the head of Medusa.He took a few aimless steps, peering out towards the darkened woods,"So I got me a group'a boys who'll be wonderin' where in the hell I got to." Aldo said conversationally, squinting at the trees, "Hour long piss'll get 'em confused, rightly so."He scratched at the side of his nose, unintentionally smearing a bit of blood on the bridge of it,"M'gonna come back with a prize, a'course." he added lifting the scalp for emphasis as though he had found the silver lining in the whole thing, "So it's gonna be up to you, how many'a these I go back to my camp with."Aldo finally moved his eyes back to Aaron, looking him over again."Yer name," Aldo demanded, "Yerreal name." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | As the American stood before him, clutching the morbid souvenir as if it were some carnival prize, Aaron suddenly felt less at ease than when the man had initially made himself present.His stomach lurched somewhat, but his concentration was spent moreso on keeping his heartbeat from throbbing in his own ears so that he could hear the man s words, rather than making himself look like he wasn t about to hurl again.Aaron shut his eyes for a moment, wetting his lips with his tongue as he tried to swallow down any stomach acid that was creeping up the back of his throat.He felt so dizzy.Like the entire earth just had been pulled out from beneath him, and he was hovering in some nauseating limbo, with some American ferrymen waiting to guide him to one side of existence or the other Aaron Levy, he breathed out, not needing to be threatened into giving information a second time that day. My name..is Aaron Levy. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Though his air was casual, Aldo was watching Aaron closely the boy was wavering on the spot, swaying lightly as he continued to balance on his knees, frozen in the position he had undoubtedly been forced into. It was clear enough that he wasn't in his right head what with bleeding all over the place and with those nasty welts coming up on his face which seemed to be the main focus of the beating, though he couldn't be certain what other damage had been done.On top of that, all of the blood seemed to have drained from his face which was young, but currently had a painfully drawn look to it and he was drenched from mid chest and up. Raine reasoned with himself that it probably wouldn't do a hell of a lot of good to interrogate the kid right then, not that he thought he'd get a hell of a lot from him. Probably just another stray, like the rest of them.The boy sputtered out a response, his voice raw and a little choked, like he was holdng something down Aldo examined the dampness of Aaron's hair, then eyed the lake only a few feet away,"Best t'let it up." Aldo said, the voice of experience that water sure as shit wasn't for drinking, not unless it had been boiled for a bit.Aldo reached under his jacket then, extracting a hunting knife that ran the length of his forearm, coming to a curved edge and glimmering point the very tip of it was crusted in blood. Without flourish, he moved around behind Aaron and cut his bindings,"While you do that," Aldo said, giving Aaron a hearty whack on the back possibly to get him started before stepping away from him, "I gotta finish somethin' up."He strode over to Reinthaller still fetal, right where he'd left him and cocked his head to the side, examining the other man,"Still alive there, Fritz?" Aldo asked, and Reinthaller shifted minutely, "Good. Wouldn't want ya to miss this."Discarding the scalp behind him, Aldo reached down and gripped the back of the Reinthaller's uniform jacket with one hand and took hold of the soldiers hair with the other, using them to lift him partially off the grass, forcing the Nazi to try and find some sort of footing while taken by the instinct to curl up around his newly injured midsection."'Cause it oh curred to me," Aldo continued conversationally, striding across the grass with Reinthaller in tow, "That I gone and got your uniform all dirty, and we just can't have that.""Nein." Reinthaller protested, briefly retching in pain before his legs were kicked out from under him again, a mirror of what he had done to Aaron earlier that evening."Gotta get youcleaned up." Aldo said, heaving and forcing the resisting Nazi face first into the water, his body half on the shore before Aldo took a seat directly on Reinthaller's back. Facing away from the water, Aldo leaned an arm onto the back of the man's neck as though reclining on something more comfortable than a struggling Nazi, forcing Reinthaller's head to stay in the water he whistled a cheery melody. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The moment, themomenthis hands were released, they shot upwards. Fingers digging frantically, twisting as his shoulders lurched forward, palms pressing against his head as if to hold in some building pressure. Pulling his long, drenched hair back into a make shift ponytail as the boy s body doubled over.That slap on his back having signaled his stomach contents that all was clear, a bit too soon.Hgghkk..The patch of grass in front of Aaron s knees, was soon coated with blood tinted sick. Thick and glistening, its contents primarily of sinus debris rather than of anything once remotely nutritious.With his head bent down, he looked like some bar floozy, too sick off her strawberry daiquiri s to stand up straight, holding her own hair back because her friends had gone off with whoever bought them the most drinks that night.Aaron wiped his nose with his sleeve, spitting out a hawk of the saliva that still tasted faintly of metal The blood he didn t mind so much, but he couldn t seem to bed rid of that lingering metallic flavor..Like it was scrapped overtop his taste buds..Drawing his lips inward, he ran his fingers through his hair, tugging at the tangles as his heart beat started to level out. Hearing a splash, he lifted his head up to see the American plopping himself down on the back of the German as if the soldier was some sort of lounging chair, whistling a tune, that smug expression never leaving his face.Americans.A smirk tugged at Aaron s chapped lips as he placed his hands on his knees, rising up to his feet very slowly. He walked forward, minding his pace and his distance, his left eyes squinted from the bruises swollen on his cheek. Shifting his hands to rub the chaffed skin upon his wrists, rubbed raw from the restraints and brutal handlings. He stopped several paces away from the American, and the flailing feet of the half submerged Nazi. I am..most thankful for your saving of me.. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Having one's head held underwater tended to signal brain to panic a few seconds without oxygen and the body would begin to fight for air, a few more seconds and the lungs would begin to seize up while the brain fired electrical impulses back and forth, shutting down bodily functions one after another in a last ditch effort to save itself.Aldo bore his weight down admittedly, the kraut was bigger than he was, bulkier too, but that wasn't much of a contest given that the American spent a good deal of his time running around in the woods and exerting himself on the heads of German soldiers, eating only when fate permitted.However, Aldo had the good fortune of knowing how to get higher ground and sitting on a man's neck sure as shit was an effective defense strategy.In the meantime, some sick, rarely visited part of the American's brain wished fervently that he could look into the Nazi's eyes while he died, but he assured himself that sort of thing probably wasn't healthy it was the sort of thing Donny and Hugo did. At any rate, Aldo had long ago decided that he didn't really carehowNazis died, just so long as theydied.Beneath him, Reinthaller began to thrash violently, the pain of his very recent injury forgotten in lieu of the instinctive terror of dying. Aldo shifted on top of the Nazi then, giving up his casual position for something more business oriented, turning and straddling the man's back, pinning his arms to his sides with his legs, gripping fistfuls of the soldier's hair and grinding his knuckles into the back of the man's skull to keep him under.Reinthaller struggled he writhed and bucked and kicked his legs hard enough to hit Aldo in the back a few times, but it wasn't enough to dislodge the American the only accomplishment made was that the soldier forced the last viable air from his own body, and when he took his next instinctive breath, his lungs filled with the thick, noxious water of Bois de Bolougne, combined with the blood from where his teeth had broken off. Immediately, his body rebelled, trying to retch it up again, succeeding only in flooding Reinthaller's mouth with bile, which went down with his next inwards breath, suffocating him on his own stomach contents.Focused on his work, Aldo scarcely noticed Aaron moving skittishly up beside him, I am..most thankful for your saving of me.. Reinthaller bucked and sent a wave of greenish water up around them, drenching the American's face and chest,"Thank m'later, kinna busy." Aldo replied through his teeth, jaw clenched and moustache dripping he leaned forward, jamming the Nazi's head further down into the water, bending him unnaturally as the thrashing reduced to a weak struggle. A final death throe and Reinthaller stilled, body slumping against the shore, head still submerged Aldo held on for a few more seconds to be sure and then finally eased back, hands coming out of the water and resting on his knees.Giving a nod to himself, Aldo climbed to his feet and tilted his head from side to side, cracking his neck audibly by that point, the sun had dipped past the horizon and cast the woods in the blacks and blues of night, leaving only the constellations to reflect off the water and onto their faces. With the stars caught in his eyes, Aldo reached for his knife for the second time that night and went onto his haunches, yanking the lifeless body out of the water and taking a good hold on the dark hair.The sound was vaguely like a burlap sack tearing the knife went through hair and tissue as Aldo skillfully hacked skin off bone, leaving a shining red spot where Reinthaller's scalp was once firmly anchored. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aaron s eyes were fixated upon the American.Engrossed in the seemingly effortless manner in which the man subdued the thrashing soldier. As if he was not at all intimidated by the shroud of reaper s leather, or by adornments earned from atrocities revered as triumphs..Were all American s so daring?A pang of shame suddenly wretched his insides. Knotting his gut causing him to lower his head for some, almost bashful remorse.Hehad not fought back ever. Not with the Nazi s beneath the bridge, not at home in Luxembourg. He had said nothing when the laws had suddenly shifted in 35, essentially stripping all Jews of their German citizenship. Subjects of the state, who in the years following could not be seen by Non Jewish Doctors, attend Aryan schools, or walk out of their own homes without some demeaning decoration upon their sleeve or chest, to identify them asJuden..He had complied..Everyone had.And with their submission, they were condemned to live without being able to breathe.. Hounded by men, who could not possibly harbor souls...Empty, monstrous husks patrolling the streets dressed in military guise that some demon had provided them His mother had called it a trial. A test from god, like in the days of Moses.The older members of the community were convinced of such, and concurred that for their people to be persecuted by man, ensured god s cherishment of them. Benevolent father, with lessons far beyond the grasp of his straying children And so, they submitted to the law. The rules of heaven far more important than the regulations of a shattered government Even when their bakery had been foreclosed, their finances seized and their forced eviction from their home, Aaron s mother had smiled and thanked god for such a test of her faith.A test that, according to several witnesses, had proceeded with Yona Levy and her young daughter Adina, being pulled into the back of a Gestapo van. One that s fleeing direction no one could recall, only that the Officers had not asked for identification and that there were other women and children packed inside of the vehicle The only contents of Aaron s stomach were coated upon a patch of grass, but still he felt as if he would again become sick.. Head bowed, peering from the corners of his eyes, he watched the Nazi fight for his life Pathetically. He watched as the American shifted himself, forcing those large hands to keep the soldier beneath the water..Those limbs flailing desperately as dusk subsided into night..He felt like a voyeur watching,enjoyingthe scene before him. When the body suddenly slumped, and the American seemed to lessen his grip A perverse satisfaction coursed through young Aaron Levy s veins. He smiled laughed almost.He had never witnessed such a death And as his left hand moved up towards his broken lips, the knuckle of his thumb grazing between his teeth, Aaron continued to stare. Biting a bit harder as the sound of ripping flesh sent a jolt of shudders down his spine A feeling that both excited and terrified him.Why was this so damn satisfying?Perhaps he had finally snapped.. You areverygood, He said against his fist, not certain if the American was even paying attention. Eyes focused upon the blood that dripped from the freshly retrieved scalp, watching it paint the blades of grass beside the Nazi s still warm corpse |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Wiping his knife off on the grass, Aldo rose to his feet with the shining lake serving as background, the American returned his weapon to the sheath on his hip, his hair and jaw dripping steadily, soaking into the collar of his dark shirt. Aldo chewed on his bottom lip, lifting the scalp up to give it an appraising look,"Real, honest to god hunr'd percent Nat zee hair." Aldo said, striding forward and picking up the other scalp he had tossed aside earlier, "In an ideal world, ladies'd be wearin' this fer coats instead."He peered over at Aaron then, taking him in the guy was biting at his fist, watching with an expression that appeared utterly enraptured. It reminded him of Donny, a little, when he was getting into one of those Nazi braining moods."What'chu do is up t'yew from here on," Aldo continued, rubbing his shoulder against the side of his face to get rid of some of the dampness, "Kin go yer own way road's not far from here, but the Nat zee's'll still be keepin' watch of the area."Aldo's face split into a grin,"S'why we chose the spot. We like that." he added as a side note before continuing on, striding away from the lake now, speaking back over his shoulder at Aaron, "Or ya can come t'camp, set out when the mornin' comes. Ain't much we got set up, but it sure shootin' beats Vichy." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Watching the American assess his new prize, Aaron stroked his thumb beneath his own chin, observing the way the smooth side of the scalp glistened in the darkness. When the second was lifted and held together, the sheer precision of the way each had been cut, was almost overwhelming.It was not some barbaric lopping off of flesh and hair It was an art form!Though, in quietly considering this, Aaron s mind for a moment wandered determining that the controlling minds of fashion world would unlikely be successful in promoting atre chicline of Nazi scalp cardigans A clutch perhaps or maybe lampshades..Whatever the man had said, Aaron had not understood. In partial because he had been to mesmerized by his own thoughts, and also due to the man incredibly thick accent. However, he was now keenly aware that the man was walking away from him, and that he did not wish to be left on his own that night.. V vait! Aaron swallowed nervously, taking a few steps after the American before shifting his hands into his own pockets, glancing over his shoulder back towards the road. Should not ve be searching zere cahr? Maybe ist finding somesing useful inside? |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aldo was rubbing his sleeve across his forehead, wiping away as much dampness as he could with the sun down, the spray of water across his skin was rapidly chilling, leaving his throat and collarbone cold it wasn't a pleasant feeling, but he'd sure as hell weathered much worse.He could hear Aaron starting after him, leaves crunching under his feet."Nah," Aldo said, pulling out his snuff box and taking a pinch of the ground tobacco between thumb and forefinger, inhaling it with the practise of one who has done so many times before, "Already gone through it. Ain't nothin' but some matches and a bit'a yer blood. S'a good thing ya left that behind, too."He didn't expand on that frankly, he didn't want to think of what the hell would have happened if he hadn't shown up when he did of course, Aldo was used to hearing about and seeing the brutality that Nazi soldiers committed, but what he'd run into Reinthaller doing, or about to do well, it covered a topic that a gentile tennessee man just did his damndest not to talk about. Don't ask, don't tell. Don't tell nobody, never."Anyway, they weren't too important or they wouldn't be on scout duty." he added stepping out into the clearing where the Nazi mobile had been left he gave it a sideways look. It was always tempting to take one, but most of the time they were more of a burden then anything men could travel by foot in silence and not get caught, but vehicles were cumbersome and easy to spot.Besides, if he drove the thing back to camp, Hugo would strife him before even glancing inside."We got everythin' we need back at the ditch." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | So, they had destroyed everything.The photographs he had hastily packed His parents wedding portrait, his sister in the batmitsvah gown that their mother had sewn His father s gold pocket watch wrapped in his grandfather s silk kerchief His mother s hair ribbons..A plush bear from his sister s room, just in case he The American had started to walk off again, having paused to wipe at his nose it seemed..Taking an agitated breath.Aaron quickly dashed over to the scalped soldier, kneeling down beside him to search through his pockets keeping his gaze towards his own hands, uncertain if could handle the sight, or had the time to admire, a recently scalped Nazi...Pulling out a Zippo lighter and a wallet made of the same crisp leather as the man s jacket, Aaron moved to his feet to start following after the American. Shuffling his fingers through the wallet, finding amongst several ID s, a wad of francs and a crumbled up napkin with a phone number written in cursive.A prostitute no doubt.An expensive one, if the banknotes inside had been meant for her. Zere are being many wiz you? Aaron inclined his head slightly, keeping himself a few steps behind the American just incase his presence was suddenly deemed unwelcome he could at least get a decent head start if that stained knife started swinging. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aldo didn't bat an eyelash when Aaron dug through the late Wiligut's clothing it was common practise amongst the Basterds, scalp the body, take anything that was useful money, cigarettes, matches leave behind anything that wasn't.Or, in Donny's case, take a few medals as memorabilia. But that was Donny, and Aldo didn't have the heart to stop him when he was having his fun, it'd be like ruining a kid's day at the park."Yeah, s'a few of us." Aldo said, stuffing one hand in his pocket and giving Aaron a sideways look all Germans sounded the same to him, so he was never able to deduce where they came from the way Wicki and Stiglitz could he imagined it was probably a similar situation for Europeans though, that Americans all sounded like yokels to their finely tuned ears."Where'd they get you at?" Aldo asked casually, "Down by th'bridge?" |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | J em, yes. Aaron sheepishly averted his gaze as the American cast his glance in his direction. The busted up Jew brought his fist to his lips, chewing at the frayed cuticles that framed his jagged nails. Only a few weeks ago they had been perfectly maintained. Smooth, soft with lotion And now they were well, they looked like hands that belonged to a man. I had been sleep for duration of day..So I could be making travel at night, with more secret .Zis plan had been working very gut for With his index finger trapped between his lips, he twitched his other fingers about slightly, as if counting, twentysixdays now..But st seeming my luck was ran out, j ? He laughed, slightly. Nervously almost.At night, one could not easily go about observing a stranger without being obvious..From the corners of his eyes, Aaron could make out only shadows. So.. his hand slipped down into the pocket of his slacks, prodding uneasily at a small hole worn in the bottom of the pocket. Your intervening of mine..prediciment is common practice? Or being small exception? The American had to know he was Jew..Or at least be aware that he fell intosomecategory that the regime deemed subhuman. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aldo gave a nod there were some pretty standard places that people on the run took shelter in, and the underside of bridges had become commonplace enough that the bad guys were regularly checking them. This meant that Jews on the run either had to become more innovative with their shelters, or they had to have a weapon for the most part, the latter wasn't really an option, but for the Basterds it had become a shining opportunity. When bored, a couple of the men in the group liked to hide out beneath a bridge or two that they knew was regularly checked by foot patrol Utivich had surprised them all when he had returned to camp one night, covered in blood, and holding four scalps.Aldo was damn proud, even if Uti was freakishly small."Well, do yerself a favor and don't hide 'neath no more bridges, yeah?" Aldo said, having led them away from the empty car and towards the darker, shadowed areas of the woods he had only left the ditch to take a piss, but sometimes he liked to walk a little further out, get away from camp.Though, in this case, he'd seen the headlights and caught the notion that he should take a look.He rubbed at the side of his neck, fingers touching habitually at the scar, as though checking it was still there or maybe checking that his neck was still there."Don't usually catch 'em in the act," Aldo admitted, "S'a rare occasion to find a prisoner. An alive one, anyway. Mostly we gun for anythin' wearin' a German uniform this was just right place, right time."He nodded his head towards the shadows,"Not too far from here we got camp set up." he added. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Very fortunate for me, Aaron nodded in regards to the comment concerning the timeliness of the American s arrival. The right place and the right time indeed American s had a habit of keeping such punctuality, when it came to international affairs...And when they did decide to straighten up their suspenders and join in, they came with gun sa blazin..Local gossip had whispered only weeks before that the American s were sweeping through Europe like an unleashed plague. Or at least the fear of them Apparently, this man s group was amongst the one s causing a significant amount of trouble not only to the soldiers, but to the Fuhrer himself Thanks be to god...The cold, bitter taste of the gun barrel still was fresh upon the palette of Aaron s tongue Though, he supposed it was better than the taste of warm, salted flesh....Unwanted flesh.He twisted his lips, as not so distant memories caused his tongue to slightly spasm against the roof of his mouth scraping against the back and underside of his front teeth, as if in some desperate attempt to scour off lingering sensations..Swallowing slightly, after his tongue felt considerably raw, Aaron peered ahead through the shadows. Hulking shapes in the distance crouching on a hilltop. Far enough off that Aaron s footing brought him behind the American without being too meekly obvious, but they were not too far distant for the shadowy figures to shift slightly in the darkness a soft clicking sound ringing clear, amidst the ambience of the forest. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aldo didn't need to turn to know that Aaron was getting behind him not that he could blame the guy, after the night he'd had but he still couldn't help grinning a little, knowing those were his boys up on the hilltop, even if they didn't have the good damn sense to stay out of sight.But this time of night, everyone tended to put their guard down. Almost everyone, anyways."That'll be Hugo," Aldo said, peering back at Aaron, "Ya know. Hugo Stiglitz? He likes t'stay up late, he ain't much for sleepin'. I think it's 'cause he knows what kin happen to even the most decorated soldier in his sleep."Of the thirteen Gestapo officers he had killed, five of them had been asleep when Hugo had ambushed them no one ever really asked Stiglitz about it, never questioned why he had done it or why he kept doing it all that mattered was that he wasdoing it. That he kept doing it. When they'd first broke him out of the prison in Berlin, he'd had a kill count of thirteen these days, it was more like forty. Maybe more.Something clicked in the dark metal on metal,"Y'hear that? That's a Karabiner 98k bolt action rifle not s'pretty lookin', but it's good for long distances and smashin' into heads when it comes down to it. It'll be trained on us right now, but don't take it personally Wicki knows what he's doin' with it, he's one'a the best shots among us." Aldo said conversationally, ignoring that the last detail probably wasn't terribly reassuring.He could see Hugo shifting on the hilltop, rising from where he had been crouched backlit by what was probably a distant campfire, Hugo was a sleek, impressive silhouette, observing them carefully they would know it was him, coming back to camp, but there was probably a question as to why he took so damn long, and why he'd brought someone back with him. It occurred to Aldo that maybe they thought he'd been taken prisoner or some shit, a thought that was confirmed by a third silhouette appearing on the hillside and this one was massive, towering over Hugo and much, much bulkier. The third silhouette seemed to be holding a stick.Aldo made his way up the hillside towards them the bulky silhouette spoke first:"What da fuck?" Donny asked."Got distracted." Aldo replied, jerking a thumb behind him, towards Aaron the Bear Jew let his eyes follow his Lt's gesture and they focused firmly onto the newcomer, registering an angry confusion for an instant until he got a real good look at Aaron's face, with all of the cuts and bruises. His expression softened minutely, but he followed after Aldo anyways,"I was thinkin' ya lost ya dick out in the woods or somethin'." Donny said, then jerked his head back towards Aaron, "Who tha fuck is this?" |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Hugo Stiglitz.A name that had spread with gossip faster than the papers could print. Articles with expensive red ink declared The Coward Traitor, and in less impressive color, but still bold printing, the headline below read Sergeant Hugo Stiglitz Assassinates 13 German Officers to the horror of the German army, and the delight of those oppressed by their regime. Stiglitz name was infamous, but the last Aaron had heard he was in transit to Berlin for some manner of execution Clearly, that hadn t been successful and the army was not about to permit another article to print with a headline that further disgrace them with Stiglitz name.His presence significantly added to the growing uneasiness at the base of Aaron s already anxious stomach Though not nearly as knotted a reaction as when a far more hulking shape shifted out of the shadows Just who were these men?Were they men at all?Their intentions were certainly made a bit more clear based on their affiliation with the likes of Hugo Stiglitz, but still Aaron remained silent, still and silent, as the hulking figure spoke up his English spoken as if he had the back of his throat slightly shut. Almost Irish sounding, but less musical and more angry.The man s eyes cut towards him in the darkness, and Aaron peered up despite every sensible voice inside him begging him not to. A silent moment exchanged, before the other American began speaking a little too fast for Aaron to translate. When Aldo moved, Aaron followed a few steps behind, in the manner of an abused puppy apprehensively following someone who might provide even a sliver of comfort.. Hey Lieutenant! What the hell took ya so long? The birds eat up your breadcrumbs? A voice called from beside the campfire not too far from them. Several chuckles accompanied the comment, and Omar grinned, clapping a hand on Utivitch s shoulder, We were about to send Gretel here after ya. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Utivich managed to pull off an expression of good natured irritation the combination of being the youngest and the shortest of the group had led to him being the butt of many jokes, something he had always taken in stride. He merely rolled his eyes when Omar slapped a big hand onto his shoulder, but offered up something like a smile anyways."I wouldn't'a been able to see him if ya'd sent Uti after me anyways." Aldo said."Too dark?" Utivich asked hopefully."Too short." Aldo replied, to another chorus of chuckling, "Ain't no problem gettin' back, couldn't lose this spot if I tried 'cause I kin smell you boys from out there. You especially Donny."Donny pulled a face and pulled his shirt up to sniff it self consciously the medals around his neck clicked together and then he dropped it again and shrugged at his particular lack of hygiene their lifestyle didn't always provide the best accomodations."I picked up a stray 'long the way, though." Aldo said, and then tossed the scalps down onto the ground the firelight threw them into sharp contrast, and all of the Basterds looked at them Donny's face broke into a sadistic smile, and if one was to observe closely, they would see a lightning quick one appear on Utivich as well."A prisoner?" Wicki asked, looking Aaron over now Hugo seemed to take a simultaneous interest, but only in the sense that his eyes shifted to the newcomer, regarding him intently, albeit silently."Not anymore." Aldo said, setting himself down by the fire to dry off, nodding his head for Aaron to do the same."You a Jew?" Donny asked Aaron, never one to be tactful. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | A sea of eyes were suddenly upon him, and Aaron felt far more vulnerable than he had when tied up in the back of the German s K belwagen.Their expressions were partially masked by the campfire shadows, making their eyes appear more sinister than perhaps was their intention Each one holding a weapon, or had one in arm's reach.There was laughter, but Aaron did not catch on to whatever had been said and even if he had, he would have been too frightened to even force a chuckle without getting sick again.When Aldo nodded, Aaron sat. His knees tucked underneath himself like a Japanese serving girl. One hand moving up to tuck several strands of hair behind his ear, the other nestled between his own thighs.He listened to the various voices, all speaking English, but all very different One fighting off a heavy German accent, others sounding plain in comparison to the man whom had confronted them initially.Several men had spoken up, but he could feel the eyes of those who had not, and they stared with a much deeper intensity..You a Jew?The massive man asked, standing over him, his presence all the more intimidating in the darkness. Y yes.. Aaron swallowed, answering immediately after the question was posed. His eyes fixated upon the medals that hung from the man s neck, recognizing their shapes and colors. Nodding his head several times to reemphasize his statement, the last thing he wanted was the man to become flustered with not understanding him. I I am from Luxembourg, he added, wiping his tongue nervously against his chapped, broken lips. Moistening them temporarily, feeling suddenly painfully dehydrated in the glow of the fire. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Donny's dark eyes regarded Aaron for a moment longer before he finally nodded.Sucking on his bottom lip, the Bear Jew stared off at the trees on the other side of the ditch as though distracted by them before he gracelessly dropped onto the ground beside Aldo, putting his weapon of choice across his knees. The rest of the Basterds were armed with what could be considered standard fare the majority of them were presently holding guns, save for Aldo and Hugo, who were each toying with oversized knives, but Donny stood out in that the thing in his hands was a piece of sports equipment.Or it used to be, anyways, until he had converted it to a weapon it was an ancient looking baseball bat, covered in writing and smears of blood, a childhood dream turned into grown men's nightmares he tapped it idly against the toe of his boot from time to time, staring into the fire and fell quiet."You joining us?" Utivich asked, and no sooner had Donny lapsed into silence, he lapsed out of it with a noise like he was blowing a raspberry."He ain't a Nazi killer," Donny snapped, gesturing at Aaron, "Look at 'im, he's got lips like a butterfly. How'd you even get this far anyway?" |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aaron hadn t considered joining them.Whoevertheywere.His American rescuer hadn t even made that an option. It had been leave now, or in the morning, if Aaron recalled correctly.But given the way that the muscular man reacted at the suggestion, the battered Jew suddenly felt very sheepish. Sat unarmed amidst a group of men who were packing something equally as intimidating, if not more so than the person beside them, he felt his muscles tensing unsteadily beneath his tattered clothes. His long, dark hair veiled his unsteady swallow from being too apparent. The blazing heat of the fire had those tresses nearly dry and starting to twist into slight waves that most women spent hours in the beauty salon to achieve.Something inside of him was childishly pouting for a brush Another part chastising that he should be thinking of a way to get a weapon and not fixing his damn hair And a slightly meeker part mewing that a brush could leave quite a nasty mark in the right places.. My father, he vas often making trips to the Acad mie des Sciences in Paris.. he shifted a bit on his legs, thumb pressing against one of the cuts on his lower lip as he looked into the fire, Ve often vere taking this road..So I vas thinking it good plan...Not best plan, but one that vould get me avay from Germany... |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Amidst the group of large, dirty men, Aaron stuck out like a mustard pot in a coal scuttle partly due to his unwilling bath in the Bolougne, he was much cleaner and built of finer, more feminine features than the rest of them were.Of course, Utivich was used to being mocked for what the group considered femininity due to his height, but the smaller man had occasionally noticed that two of the craziest fuckers in their merry band of hellraisers also had sculpted faces just, Hugo deterred the comments by being scary and Aldo deterred them with a moustache and a manly scar. Utivich couldn't even look scary with a gun in his hand, and his moustache growing capabilities were shoddy at best he would have to stick to being short and wide eyed, just maybe he would get less flak now that there was someone who looked a little like a girl.At any rate, the Basterds were all silent when Aaron spoke and Donny managed to look a little guilty Aaron hadn't said it, but they'd all thought the same thing Aaron's family was probably dead, it would be the only reason he had left his hometown and arrived in Paris alone."Ya followed a memory all th'way here, huh?" Aldo asked, breaking the silence he jabbed his knife down into the dirt and prodded at the handle, watching the weapon quake in response he put his fist under his chin then, leaning it onto his knee and looking at Aaron, "An' what're you gonna do when y'get outta these woods an' into Paris?" |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aaron s face suddenly became very pale in the firelight as if that knife had stabbed directly into the center of that knot which his innards had seemed to form beneath his fractured body, rather than plunging into the moss covered dirt at their feet.He stared towards Aldo when the question was posed, eyes fixated upon him, but looking past him entirely...Those butterfly lips twisted slightly in contemplation. Chapped and torn wings pursing in thought as a hand ran nervously back through his wavy hair, following the length of a lock down against his jaw line before pausing there. Palm pressed downwards to the side of his face, dragging forth along his bruised complexion before settling in front his mouth.A quiet exhale from his nostrils, his eyebrows knitted as if he were in deep thought.As if he hadn't actuallyconsideredwhat he would do, once he arrived in Paris.As if the thought hadn't even crossed his mind before now.His eyes returned to the flickering flames of the campfire as his fingers pressed and tugged at the flesh around his mouth and chin. Suddenly his shoulders jerked up a bit as he exhaled again, though this expulsion seemed more reminiscent of alaugh. His fingers parted, one pressing against the side of his nose, over lips that now glistened slightly from his own nervous tongue lapping overtop of them behind the shell of his palm, in an attempt to re moisturize the cracked skin. I don t know An almost bemused tone broke through the lapse in silence. I mean I know enough of French to pass to blend vizout being too suspicious His hand dropped over his mouth again, his high cheekbones twitching slightly as he brought his tongue out to snake at the corner of his lips before dropping his palm against his thigh. Eyes still fixated upon the burning wood at the center of the fire. Aber .for vat todo? He drew in his left cheek, chewing at it slightly as he shook his head. Lips pursed into a small scowl as he became slightly embarrassed at his own impulsiveness. I do not know At the time, it had been enough to get out of Germany.And now, amongst feeling very unarmed and quite feminine amidst this group of militia men, Aaron felt very foolish......And very sick. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The silence amongst the group could have been cut with a knife as the group was split between observing Aaron or uncomfortably redirecting their gazes to some other part of the camp some of them had been where he was now, a Jew who was completely lost, surrounded by anger and violence and hatred. The war tended to make even the most seasoned soldier feel alone, nevermind what it would feel like for an unarmed Jewish civilian.Amongst the group, Aldo and Hugo were the only ones who didn't try to distract themselves Hugo simply lit a cigarette and continued to stare through the smoke while Aldo jutted his jaw forward for an instant in an expression that looked like manly contemplation."Ya don't look like ya got much to ya," Aldo said after a quiet spell he was picking at his nails with the enormous knife, scraping out Nazi blood, "But y'got pretty far with no survival trainin' could get further with a little experience behind ya. Now strictly speakin' I ain't takin' no new soldiers on board but s'what I said 'afore Stiglitz, too an' he just went an wormed his charmin' self in with us anyway, regardless'a the uniform he was wearin' at the time, ain't that right Hugo?"He peered over at Hugo, who blew out a cloud of smoke and gave one very grave looking nod."He endeared us what with all the Nat zee killin' he done," Aldo said, leaning towards Aaron, "An' y'know, despite what he looks like, Uti ain't done so bad neither. Size of a squirrel, but don't be fooled, he can be damn near vicious. Anyway, guess what I'm gettin' at here is the big question think you kin do what I did back there, when the opportunity presents itself? 'Cause if you come along, I'mma be expectin' you ta pull your weight means one hunnerd Nazi scalps from you, s'your debit." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | I am avare zat I am no soldier, A small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Strained eyes breaking away from the fire for a moment to glance towards Donny, who had declared the same thing, in not so many words. Aaron was well aware of his androgyny and what sort of impression it made. The boys in his neighborhood had pummeled that point into him long before the Nazi s seized power.Jewish and Christian brutes who would set aside their differences in order to confront something they mutually detested people like Aaron.Though for the longest time, the German Jew had not a clue of why he was targeted. Or at least targeted with significantly more animosity, than others who were victimized in their youth. He had not even been aware ofthatside of himself until early in his teens when it was no longer his sister s toys that were guiltily hidden in the bottom of his dresser drawers but bits of her clothing that were snug, but fit just right And I know zat I am owing you my life Aaron nodded towards Aldo, his tongue feeling quite weighted within his mouth as he considered his own capabilities as a man. Regardless of his effeminacies, there was an expectation set, especially during times of war, for those of his sex and those without brawn would have to make do with what they had Even butterfly lips could be made fatal. Vun hundred scalps I vill bring you, gladly, His tongue darted forth to gloss over his lips once again. Driven absentmindedly by a childish habit, that time spent in the woods seemed to be developing into some sort of nervous tic. And zey vill be taken from ze heads of creatures who vill know no mercy et my hands. Aaron Levy s expression was no longer one painted with timid vulnerability. A smile lingered upon his swollen face, eyes glittering with an eerie enthusiasm in the firelight as he contemplated the deal that had been proposed.The prospect of potential power was an intoxicating concept for one whom had never held the upper hand in any circumstance before. And to addvengeanceto the mix Well who could blame him for wanting to seize such an opportunity?It was adamngood deal, after all. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | In all his years happily playing his part in the United States military, Aldo had seen some damn wild things he'd seen men jump on top of mines to save his squadron, seen soldiers drag themselves back home missing an arm or a leg, watched them keep going after being shot.Or keep kicking after being lynched.Aldo unconsciously stroked at the scar encircling his neck as the fire flicked shadows over his face.He'd made it to Lieutenant at an early age he was just one of those men who had been built for military, built for war and blood and all of the ruthlessness that came with it, and because of all of those years, Aldo had been given the gift of clarity. For him, military moves were obvious, strategy was child's play even if he sometimes missed the intricacies or ignored the politesse, he always got the job done and learned a few things along the way.But one of the things that he considered his most prized asset from experience was his unquestionable ability to identify the right men for the job. In the case of the Basterds, the right men were the wrong men for everything else. The hard men. The rough men.Aldo watched as Aaron smiled a vicious little smile.The downright insane men.It was always easy to identify them by that look in their eyes and Aaron had it just like the rest of them did. Looking around the camp, Aldo saw that the foul look was gone from Donowitz's face, his expression having lit up just a little bit as he observed their new recruit and he knew that Donny saw it too."I think yer gonna fit in just fine here." Aldo said finally, pausing only when he heard a soft tearing noise turning his head, he saw Hugo holding a big, fat, dead rabbit in his hand, hefting it up by the ears as he began to slice off the hide, "Yep. Jes' fine." |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | Aaron spent the remainder of the evening in some manner of exhaustion induced haze. Watching, quietly, as the Basterds went about their own business as if his presence there meant as much to them as a passing squirrel. Aldo and Wicki spoke very little throughout the course of the night. The superior of the two muttering something as he sharpened and cleaned his long, blood soaked knife that would occasionally stir a chuckle from the larger of the two men. Stiglitz didn't speak at all having skinned and cleaned his rabbit, the former German soldier sat in statuesque silence, staring out into the darkness. Not one word escaping his lips the entirety of the night.The rest of the men however, certainly made up for their lack of conversing, speaking loudly and fast enough that Aaron could only understand snippets of what was said. To hear people speaking and laughing was very comforting, as all he had had to listen to for the past several weeks had been the sounds of the forest. And despite being able to understand very little of what the Americans said, to hear them speaking English was a bittersweet comfort..anything but German.To hear his own language sent the Jew's stomach twisting in knots.Germany had made it very clear that though his type spoke German, looked German and, if the phrase was suitable,seemedGerman that they were most certainlynot. To the Reich, they were subhuman, no, subcreatures, whose existence was as pestilent as the rats in the sewers.There had always been a maintained duel identity of sorts before. Who you were in your country, and who you were in the Jewish community. Now however, they were no longer recognized as legal citizens of the Motherland. Deemed a plague upon German's wholesome moral values. There was no community to fall back onto anymore everyone was gone or scattered. Every German Jew left now existed in some perplexed state of being, clinging extensively to their Jewish heritage, for that was all they had.Aside from each other if they were fortunate enough to find another like themselves.By the time Aaron fell asleep, nodding off sitting upright by the dimming fire, something had been said about the smaller man Utivitch and his "baseballs" being more like "golfballs." A comment that had sent most of the others into hysterics, but left Aaron questioning his own ability to translate. At some point during his sleep, likely after his body had slumped over comfortably onto the grass, his brain had processed the joke, arousing a soft chuckle from his healing lips in the middle of the night.Everyone had fallen asleep somewhat centralized around the campfire when Aaron awoke, save for Hugo who was standing beside one of the trees on the western hilltop. Some of them had curled up alone on top of their own bags and weaponry, others absentmindedly propped against one another after some instinctive desire to find something warm in the middle of the night.. which would no doubt stir some rather interesting comments, or at the very least uncomfortable glances, when they did wake.The wind had blown the smoke from Hugo's cigarette downward, catching Aaron slightly off guard as he stood. His bones creaking and aching, long disheveled hair hanging over his face that was not quite as brutally swollen as the night before. The bruises were still there, mapping across those slender cheekbones with lovely shades of black and blue, but the left side of his face had seemed to level out with the right. His left eye no longer swelled out and closed like a blinking chameleon, but the area around his eyelid was still a heavy black.His head was pounding...His stomach was shrieking.It had taken a few moments of standing in the twilight hours, listening to his own head throb and his stomach plead for any sort of scraps, for Aaron to muster up the courage to approach the only other person who was awake in the area Hugo Stiglitz.The man didn't even turn his head when he approached. He continued to take long, silent drags on his cigarette, puffing the smoke down wind as Aaron nervously toyed with his own fingers, asking in German in a hushed tone of voice if he could borrow a knife.Nothing. Not even a blink.Aaron felt a tickling at the back of his throat, balling up one of his bruised fists to bring against his lips to cough more so out of uneasiness than to alert the man's attention.Birds chirped above, singing to the rising sun as Aaron stood staring at the grass by the man's boots, watching flicks of ashes from his cigarette flitter their way down onto the ground.Darting his tongue across his lips, Aaron asked again, this time in English. Drawing in his lip, he glanced up after another moments passed in silence and literally gasped aloud, finding the man staring dead at him. He had jumped, only slightly, but still it was rather embarrassing. Even more so because now that the man was staring at him, Aaron couldn't break his own gaze away, and so they stood for another several awkward moments, at least for the smaller of the two, just staring at each other until Aaron took a step back." I em..I was not meaning to bother you." he smiled hesitantly, bringing a hand up to scratch at the back of his own head. "I..I will go find us breakfast ja?" As he was about to turn and try not to sprint towards the lake, the SS Slaughterer, extended his hand forward, holding out a small knife. Biting on his lip, Aaron tentatively took the knife and smiled somewhat, giving a small nod and a very soft "Danke" before walking back towards the center of the camp. Tiptoeing quietly around and over snoring bodies, he picked up two cooking pots before walking towards the north.The sun was pouring over the horizon when Aaron returned, his soaked jacket slung over his forearm, his trousers soaked around his ankles. One pot filled with an assortment of flowery grasses, and the other filled with twitching , decent sized fishes and a pale brown wet clay. Crouching down beside the fire, Aaron set down the pots and began gutting out the fish. Biting his lip very lightly as pulled out the intestines of each one. The pale innards squishing and slicking over his hands. His eyes narrowed, as if recalling some long forgotten instructions that he hadn't really listened to before..When the pile of fish was no longer twitching and flipping about, the intestines piled aside and replaced inside the fish with the various contents of the other pot, Aaron dipped his hand into the clay and began rolling it around each individual fish. Forming a solid little ball around each one before digging at a space in the fire's ashes with a large twig, dropping the clay ball into the center, and burying it with more ashes. Clay baked fish was not anything special as far as campfire culinary was concerned, but it would due..At least Aaron hoped. The wild herbs he had found were scarce and would add only a bit of flavor, but it was better than just plain fish for breakfast.Every Jewish kid had had gefilte fish for breakfast at least one morning....It was not a pleasant memory. |
Bingo! A Basterdly Tale [SevenxPosie] | The night was cold but Hugo kept his breath from showing in the air by covering it in the haze of cigarette smoke, his eyes affixed on the distant horizon he could view from the highest point on the hill he had occupied. It was late enough that Stiglitz was the only one left awake even the Apache had finally settled down for sleep, though the American was roused easily, a man who was too cautious to allow himself any measure of deep slumber.Not like some of them.Hugo glanced down the hill at the big lump curled up at the bottom, snoring obnoxiously Donowitz wasn't really built for stealth anyways or subtlety for that matter. He followed the trail of bodies across the grass, affixing his stare on Wicki, who shifted a little in his sleep as though he could feel it, and the corner of Hugo's mouth flicked up very briefly before he returned to his original position.In the distance he could see the latest addition to their unlikely group staggering back towards the camp with a sliver of rising sun at his back though he loathed to agree with anything the man said, Donny had made a valid point. The boy didn't look like much of a fighter but then, he had survived this far, so he had to be. He supposed it was roughly the same line of thought Aldo had gone by or he wouldn't had taken the boy in, he would have simply sent him packing once they encountered a vaguely safe area.Hugo's eyes moved across the grass to where the American was slumped back against an oak tree, one leg stretched out in front of him, the other bent, arms crossed over his chest in the peaking sunlight, he could see that Aldo's eyes were open and he was observing Aaron with vague interest, watching him gut and prepare the fish he had just caught.The Lieutenant only sat up from his reclining position when Hugo began down the hill and stopped to crouch by his side silent, Hugo looked at Aldo, and then nodded towards Aaron."I dunno." Aldo replied, scratching at his chin, the stubble making a noise like sandpaper against his blunt nails, "Might be I got too much sun or I been drinkin' too much Europe water, could just be I gone and lost my mind out here like the rest a'you sumbitches, but I got the notion that he's got some part t'play in all this."Again, Hugo was looking at him, so Aldo just shrugged."An' if not, then we got ourselves a nice little housewife in Butterfly Lips, don't we?"Hugo's mouth twitched and Aldo gave a small, dimpled smile in response before leaning back against the tree once more,"Now quit it, cause I'm tryin' to sleep and you're givin' me the heebie jeebies with your thousand mile stare." Aldo added fondly, closing his eyes once more Hugo lingered for a moment longer before rising and moving back up the hill, reclaiming his position.And as Aaron settled himself down by the fire to bury what would eventually be breakfast, Wicki rose from his sleep like Bela Lugosi, eyeing the fire for a long moment, his hair stick out at the back where he had been shifting against the grass."Guten morgen." Wicki said, his rumbling baritone audible even at his quietest murmur, "Gefilte. It has been some time." |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | "Oh no travelers...I mean we do have a Inn here that is welcome to all to stay. But you all seem like you are on quite the mission..I would advise against our Inn and please go to the next village." with that said the elder woman scurried back into her hut. Leaving the gang standing there a bit confused as to what could be so wrong with the Inn. The young raven haired girl wrinkled her brow lightly as she watched the elder set off. Turning her body she faced the hanyou, looking up at him with her light brown eyes. "Well Inuyasha, if there is a demon problem or something here. I say we just check it out, finish the demon off and stay there. I really feel like I could use a bath and an actual bed would be wonderful." Placing her hand on her hip she waited for the hanyou to answer, hopefully he would just give in to it this time. Besides Shippou he was the only other demon, the rest of them were only human. Sango was silent for a moment glancing over the gang she had been traveling with so long now. "Hm..maybe Kagome is right. We really should rest for the night, I'm sure that we can handle whatever is wrong with the Inn. Besides at least there honestly seems to be something wrong with this one." she spoke glancing at Miroku, knowing how often he would fake sensing a demon nearby just too gain a free night at an Inn. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku looked over at Sango wondering what it was that was going through her mind as she looked at him. He sheepishly put a hand behind his head trying to smile and brush it off. Despite everything he couldn t stop his eyes from going down to her nice firm ass his hand remembering the feel of that tight firm flesh under his groping hand. At the same time remember the feel of her hand on his cheek.Inyuyasha sighed and folded his arms. We might as well just move on since they want us here anyway. If they don t want our help then we should just move on. He turned so his side was facing the fiery young woman he could already sense how much trouble he was going to be in for this.Miroku saw what was coming and quickly stepped up putting his arms around Kagome s shoulders and gently turning her toward the inn. Now now there is no need to fight. If he doesn t want to come he doesn t have too. We will just deal with any demon problem ourselves and then enjoy the night and some relaxation. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Kagome huffed and crossed her arms angirly, her fiery eyes glaring daggers towards the half breed. She opened her mouth to start the usual argument the two normally would have, but it was stopped by Miroku. She listened to him for a moment before nodding her head once firmly. "Yeah your right Miroku, if he wants to stay outside in the cold dirt, then let him. I'm taking a warm bath and sleeping in a real bed." she spoke firmly and with a bit of annoyance laced in her words as she started towards the Inn.Sango sighed softly as the two of them seemed to be about to fight once more, despite all their fighting though it could be clear at times how they really felt. Adjusting her Hiraikotsu a bit she turned to follow after Kagome and Miroku. "Well Kagome does have a point and a bath and a nice bed does sound lovely for the night." She glanced down hearing a soft mewing noise, she paused in walking to squat down and pet the two tailed cat. "You stay with them Kirara incase they need some help." she spoke softly as she stood up, the cat trotting after Inuyasha and Shippou. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku walked with Kagome and then Sango his arm slipping around both their waist smiling amicably. There now that is better we humans can all just go and rest together. His hands drifted down to both the girls nice firm asses before stopping and taking the chance that he would get away with it as they walked to the inn since Kagome was mad at Inuyasha and Sango well she would be the danger since Kagome normally froze when he did this. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Kagome was grumbling more or so to herself, going on about how Inuyasha never understood them and was so insensitive. She seemed so wrapped in her anger at the moment that she didn't notice his hand drifting down.Sango however of course noticed "You lechrous monk, if your hand goes any further I swear I will break it." she threatened dangerously as she glared at him. Moving to pull herself away from his arm, making sure he enetered the Inn before her and Kagome. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku sighed and looked very dejected but rather then being badly maimed he entered in front of them. He looked around the front room of the inn for someone anyone. Not seeing anyone right away he reached into himself and his spiritual skill looking for any presences that he might find in the inn. He hadn t noticed the barrier that he had walked through at the door being so worried about Sango. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Kagome's sense were low on picking up any sort of demon energy, normally she could only feel the Shikon Jewels, which she felt none here. She glanced around for the Inn owner"Hello?"she called out in a more calm voice, trying to release herself of the anger.Sango did not seem to have sense any demon either, though all she really had were her insticts, which seemed distracted by Miroku at the moment. Her thoughts mainly on the normal question 'Why does he have to be so perverted. Sometimes he seems..ok..but then he goes and does something important.'Feeling the new prey walk into her, nest so to say, the demon smiled to herself as she moved to stand up on her feet. Her foot steps silent as she seemed to glide from the back room, to the front counter. A gentle smile painted on her young, smooth, and olive toned face. Her eyes were a gentle sea blue, her raven black hair was tied back in a bun, two chopsticks sticking out of the top as that held her hair up. Her figure was nearly that perfect hourglass figure, the traditonal working kimono showing what it could of that figure. The demon had herself, of course changed her apperance to a more human apperance. Besides if she hadn't how else would she lure the men and women who wandered here to trust her? She could use the fumes that dewelled in her own body to get them to stay, but with three she knew she would need more help then that."Hello travels, I'm guessing you will need a room for the night?"she questioned glancing all of them over carefully. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku looked up at the girl that had come into the room and just couldn t help himself. He came over instantly dropping to one knee in front of her and taking her hand. Oh fair maiden it is fate that has brought us together. I know that this is fast and I being a monk shouldn t ask but you would do my the honor of having my children. Even as he was talking he knew that something bad was going to happen to him for this. Though there was just now denying who he was and this was part of how he worked that was all there was too it. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Sango blinked a moment before that usual, annoyed and angered face masked her calm one. She grabbed his and roughly pulled him away from the Inn Keeper. "Leave her alone you lechrous monk." she spoke in an annoyed voice. Of course she had witnessed him doing this many times, and every time only seemed to make her more annoyed.The demon blinked a moment before bringing a hand to her mouth and giggling softly "I'm sorry Monk, but it does not like seem your woman would enjoy that. Now if you all would please follow me I have but one room left, it does separate the rooms though." Moving silently from behind the counter she lead the group towards their room.'Putting them in the same room will be easier for me to get all three of them.she thought to herself. The demon paused in front of the door, turning to the group she pointed to the room across from them"This here is the bath and I will be bringing some food for you shortly."she smiled softly before leaving the group.Kagome grinned a bit glancing at the bath "Well I'm going to go ahead and hit the bath." she spoke with a smile, though before she entered the bath. She went into the room, dropping off the overly large yellow backpack she carried. Opening the bag she reached in and grabbed a white body towel, then a smaller one for her hair. She then left the bedroom and crossed the hall to enter the bath. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku was fine with the idea that all of them had to stay in one room. And he would of course make comments and suggestions about sleeping arrangements when the time came. However no matter how much of a lecher he acted like in his day to day relationships, he still was a good man at heart and wouldn t really do anything without the girls permission. Unless it was to spy on them while they were bathing. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Sango nodded to Kagome as she went off to bath"I think I will take a bath as well Kagome, I will be in there shortly."With that said she went into the room as well, looking over the simple, yet comfortable room, a slidining door and paper wall seemed to separate the rooms. She moved to remove herself of her weapon, propping it against the wall before removing her sandals as well. Before leaving the room she heard Snago would be joining, so she smiled and grabbed up two more towels."Alright Sango, I will set your towels in the bath."She nodded her head and finished leaving what she needed to behind before she started to leave the room."And we better not catch you spying either Miroku."With those words she left the room and went across the hall and entered the bath. She saw that Kagome had already removed her clothes and stepped in the bath, which seemed to look more like a hot spring. Sango followed suit, wrapping her hair into the towel to keep to dry, then removed her clothes and slipped into the hot spring to relax.The demon had moved back to the front of the Inn, before she went into the back room. Various objects were spread around the room that she seemed to use for pleasure on humans."I think I will let them have their own bit of fun for now..."she spoke softly to herself as she moved to grab a large bottle off the shelf."With this liquid, after I pour it into the hot spring bath anyway, they should give into their desires. Which of course should be fun to watch, most definitely to see which of the females will act first..."Giggling softly she kept the bottle close as she headed towards the bath, whether they were in there or not she could pour this in. It was always easy to have the humans beileve it was something soothing or relaxing or good for the skin. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku looked shocked that Sango would think such a horrible thing about him then smirked because he knew she was saying that because she knew he would. No matter what she said. After a few moments he slipped out of their rooms leaving his sandals behind to move more silently. He quickly made his way to the bath and then around the exterior wall finding a nice sized hole that he would look through but most likely not be seen since both the girls were on the other side of the bath. He had a perfect view of them both and couldn t believe his luck. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Sango sighed softly as she rested in the warming water, steam easily flowing off the water around the two girls as they relaxed. Both of them seeming to have their heads rested against a rock as the water came up to their chests. They both found it be very relaxing already, not to mention a good way to clean off after fighting so many demons along the way and just traveling in general.The demon stopped at the door to knock softly before sliding the door open, still clutching her bottle."Ah, glad to see you both are enjoying the bath."she spoke with a smile. She could sense the monk was on the other side of the wall, but who was she to ruin his fun when she, herself enjoyed the same thing."I have something here that will help both of you to relax even more, I'm sure traveling can be very tiring, this well help to relax the muscles. Enjoy please."Kneeling down by the water before either could protest she began to pour the soft pink liquid into the water, where it seemed to spread and stir it'self into the water. Once all was in there she stood up, smiling that gentle smile"Enjoy."She raised her palm to her lips and what seemed to have blown a kiss to them before leaving. However what she had down was blown were fumes from her own body, to intense the stirring fumes in the water to grow stronger. Leaving the room to stir soft pink fumes with a sweet cherry blossom smell."Even if the Monk as relaized what I've just done...it'll be too late, the fumes should reach him in seconds."she thought with a smile as she traveled silently down the hall. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku did realize what was happening and was able to fight the fumes some but it was still effecting him. He had been exposed to a demon of lust before and so tried his best to hold everything in check. He pulled away from the wall and rushed into the building. The longer the girls were exposed to the fumes the worse it was going to be, so he had to get them out of there. He burst into the bath, Sango! Kagome get out of the water. He hadn t even thought about the fumes and being exposed more himself. Arousal flooded his body as he tried to fight it but couldn t stop himself from looking at the two nude girls and want them badly. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | The girls gave out a cry of surprise, Sango who would normally be glaring daggers at him and yelling threats and Kagome who would normally be trying to duck under the water to hide or behind Sango, but they did neither. Instead both the girls started to giggle at Miroku, both their faces struck with a small blush as if they had been drinking. It would seem that the fumes had already reached them and was racing through their bodies. They were exposed the most to it being as they had been sitting in the water, the gumes swirling around them. Sango looked up over at Miroku, nothing but lust seeming to swim in her eyes as she stared at him."What brings you here Miroku? Are you taking a bath too?"Beside her Kagome giggled softly as she nudged Sango lightly, though when she looked at Miroku nothing but lust seemed to swim in her eyes as well.The demon settled herself back in her room, moving one of her larger vases that set on the floor in front of her. Blowing gently on the water she waited for the ripples to calm and give her a clear picture of what was to happen in the bath."Hm...now let's see how this goes. Seem the Monk has not fully allowed himself to be exposed to my fumes...the girls however I'm afraid didn't stand a chance."Smiling she watched the show, while thinking to herself if maybe later she could join them or watch the show up close. |
An Inuyasha Roleplay [BondageSlave and Kolath] | Miroku was trying his best to stay focused but every second he was exposed to the fumes it got harder. Both resisting and his cock got harder as he was looking at to very lust filled girls that obviously wanted him. he shook his head trying to clear it trying to think clearly and help his friends. He knew the fumes and had he been thinking clearly he would be blocking them from infecting his mind more. No I we are in danger.. even as he was speaking his hands had started to move to the clasp of his robes and started to slowly take off his clothes. |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | Okay. One pinch of this one and . Telva bit her lower lip as she tried to remember the right amount. She liked trying new potions but her memory wasn t the best and the broken veils scattered on her work table was testament to that. Her red eyes closed as she thought out what she had read four years ago in her father s laboratory. When she had watched him work magic the only problem was some of the spells wouldn t come to her.Four years ago Telva had been the youngest daughter of a small noble house in the underdark city of Dro Xun. She had slaves to care for her and modest riches to use for her pleasure. That was before her mother had made a stronger house angry with hers. Her house was destroyed and most of her family murdered. Telva had barely made it out before the assassin s breeched the upper levels of her house and escaped to the world above. After wondering for days she found a nice small cave near a village to make her home. A short way outside was a pond with a small waterfall empting into it. Last year she had found an underwater entrance to her cave as she was swimming around in the warm water of the pond.She loved living in her cave. It was quiet and no one was around to make her dress in clothes. Telva hated to ware clothes and loved to be naked, the way the cool air of the cave or the warm light of the sun felt on her smooth obsidian skin made her happy. Another benefit was that her skin was easier to clean when her potions blow up plus clothes made it harder for her arms to move to cast spells. The only time she wore clothes was when she went into town for supplies and to sale her potions. But she hated going to town because the city watch didn t like the amount of attention that she would draw from walking around neutral. Telva didn t mind the attention the mostly males of the village gave her. It made for some fun nights after she sold her potions and made her way to the tavern. Between the male in the tavern and the few local teenaged boys that snuck up to her cave for a peek at the naked Drow, Telve had a good sex live. And she didn t worry about what race they were just as long as they wanted to and were good at sex. Two! Telva smiled her warm smile as she remembered the right amount. Dropping the two pinches in she looked into the bowl and waited. As she looked a puff of grey smoke came out of the bowl and then with a pop the bowl shatter in a ball of smoke. Telva coughed as she waved the smoke way. Maybe it was three. As the smoke cleared Telva looked down at her naked body. It was covered in soot from her flat tummy up past her small breast up to her face. Even her long silvery white hair was covered in it. Well it s time for a bath again. She said with a shrug and turned towards the mouth of the cave.As Telva walked out the mouth of the cave trying to brush off the soot. The sun wasn t high over head which would make it easier for her to see. As she walking out in the warm sun Telva could see in color how bad her skin was covered. Great now I m a grey elf. She said as she rolled her red eyes. Walking the few paces to the edge of the pond she looked at the small waterfall. Then with a smile she slowly walked into the warm water and moaned with delight. It felt great on her smooth naked obsidian skin. When she was up to her thigh she dove in and swam out into the pond. The waterfall churned the water helping her to clean the soot off her body. She swam to the surface and rubbed the water out of her eyes and then looked at her hands. Now I m dark again. She said with a giggle as she swam backwards in the pond letting the warm water play over her smooth naked body.TelvaAge: 90Ht: 5'2"Appearance: Telva has silvery white hair down to the middle of her back. Her skin glistens in fire light, like polished black glass and is very soft and smooth. Her eyes are soft and kind, a contrast to their blood red color. Her figure is slender with small breast with dark grey nipples and cut little ass. The few that have taken the time to get to know her say her smile is the gentlest they have seen. But don t make her mad or the dark elf side will come out. |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | The trees near the water's edge rustled as something made its way through. It was a human, a good half foot taller than Telva at that. A steely sword cut its way through the thick foliage and the man eventually emerged from behind the trees. He was a caucasian human with unkempt light brown hair. He had the face of a thinker, but his apparel betrayed that. He was wearing a tan tunic with full body chainmail beneath it, a belt around his waist that held a bag at his right side and the scabbard for his sword on his back. A small shield was buckled to his left arm so that his left hand was free, but still had protection.The adventurer surveyed the water before him and quickly noticed that he was not alone. There was another person in the water...a very dark skinned one at that. He observed to find that this was a naked female drow elf. Wait a minute, she was naked!? This was a sight to see! He tried hiding behind a tree to watch her in secret, but the clinking of his chainmail made him bad at sneaking. |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | Telva swam through the warm water enjoying the feeling of it caressing her naked body. Her red eyes were closed and a smile on her pretty face as she felt the cool air tingle her hard dark grey nipples as her small breast peeked out of the warm water. She had much rather had a males warm lips gently caressing her nipples to make them hard. Maybe a trip to town would be needed tonight.As long as it wasn t like last time she had ventured to the tavern. A drunken Dwarf had flirted with her all night and finally he had asked her to his room up stairs. Curious as to how good a Dwarf was in bed Telva had agreed to go with him. There is something to be said about Dwarves being stout and steed with every thing they do. But the next morning hadn t been so fun. After the Dwarf awoke he had started screaming about the Drow bitch that had ensorcelled him then he chased her out the door down the stair and out into the street swinging his great axe. It was scary then but she had to laugh later when she thought about a naked Dwarf running through the streets.Telva s fun memories were cut short as she heard something. She quickly straightened up and rubbed the water from her red eyes. As she smoothed her silvery white hair back she surveyed the surrounding trees and brush. What could it have been? As Telva looked around it dawned on her what it could have been. Boys! Some of the local farm boys had probably snuck down her to try and catch a glimpse of her naked. Maybe if she caught one she could have some fun with him. With a smile on her face she swam closer to the top of the water and dove backwards. First she let her small breast come up then her flat tummy and next her smooth hairless pussy, lastly her thighs came out as she circled round to come back up. Let see if they like the show, she thought as she moved to do something else. |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | As Cysma watched the show she put on, he somehow came to the conclusion that she was wanting to be watched. Perhaps she knew that he was there, and that she didn't mind him seeing her naked. He had gotten a glimpse of her nipples and pussy, and wanted to see them again. Perhaps if he was honest and showed himself, he would get that. He got out from his hiding place and stood at the water's edge until the drow noticed him. He was lucky that he could easily conceal a bulge in his shorts with his chainmail undergarments. |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | Telva smiled as she swam around under the water. Looking around she saw the opening for the lower part of her cave next to the waterfall. Hopefully it was a male that she wanted to let see her naked body watching from the trees. You never know when a group of Orc s would be out roaming about. She shook her head to clear the unpleasant thought away. What to do next? Telva nodded as she got an idea.Swimming up to the surface of the pond, Telva angled so her back would come up this time. As she broke the surface of the pond she swept her hand over her silvery white hair and pulled it in front of her. Next she arced forward so her smooth back was out of the water. With a little kick of her feet she swam a bit then dove straight down. As her tight little ass came up Telva moved her legs apart giving whoever a great look at her little asshole and silky pussy lips. That should give them ideas. She thought as she turned and slowly swam to the surface.As her head came out of the water Telva smoothed back her long white hair and looked around. She yelped in surprise as she saw a Human male standing by the waters edge. He was dress in chainmail and holding a sword in his hand, defiantly not a teenage boy. With a visible gulp Telva moved back toward the waterfall.Wiping the water from her red eyes, as she moved, Telva gave him a nervous smile. Um Hi. She then raised her hand up to shield her eyes from the sun and get ready if she had to cast a spell if she need it. He was handsome for a human she thought as she looked at him. Are you lost? |
Forgotten Realms of Pleasure (Dkitty & Cysma) | "Lost? I don't think so, but if I am lost, I don't think I'd want to find my way again..." He smiled weakly, looking over her naked body. "You don't mind if I...spend some time with you, do you?" He put his sword in his scabbard as he didn't need to use it for now, and also to show the naked drow that he came in peace. "And you don't seem to mind that you're naked...not that that offends me...I like it..." He took his time to admire her nudity, her nipples and pussy in particular if he could see them. It wasn't often that he saw those parts, after all. |
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