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Post by Naito Kazuya on Nov 17, 2015 20:08:05 GMT -6
"The Order": (Continued) With her legs wrapped around his waist, Naito plunged deeper into Takai's entrance. She screamed out, driving him deeper still. Naito slid his hands beneath her ass, lifting her to conquer her from another angle. His grunting mixed with her moans and screams, as he quickened his pace.
"Scream louder, sister! Loud enough for father to hear you!"
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Post by Takai Kazuya on Nov 17, 2015 20:19:00 GMT -6
Takai struggled in Naito's grasp, her hands bond above her head. Her body was betraying her, as it had done most nights before. As Naito lifted and thrust deeper inside her, Takai begged for him to stop.
A moan escaped her lips, as he leaned forward taking one her nipples in his mouth. He bit down, drawing both blood and pain.
"Naito, please!" The words escaped her between moans. "Please!"
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Post by Naito Kazuya on Nov 17, 2015 20:36:49 GMT -6
Naito licked the blood from her breast before lifting his head to look at his sister. "Please what, Takai? What do you want me to do?" Naito reached up and slid a hand behind her neck to lift her head. "Tell me, Takai. Why do you keep coming back to me? Do you pity me?"
Pulling out of her, Naito turned Takai over onto her stomach. "Do you pity your brother?" Naito slammed deep in her ass as he reached up grabbing a handful of her snow white hair.
"Do you?!"
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Post by Takai Kazuya on Nov 17, 2015 21:15:29 GMT -6
Takai screamed, tears streaming down her face. She bit down on her bottom lip. The pleasure coursing through her was becoming overwhelming. She needed to mask it with pain.
"Yes! I pity you!" Takai screamed. "I pity you because you believe this is a way to have your vengeance against our father." Her brother pulled on her hair harder, jerking her head backward as he continued his assault.
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Post by Naito Kazuya on Nov 17, 2015 22:28:50 GMT -6
Naito pulled out of his sister, still holding onto her hair. Pulling her by the hair, Naito turned Takai to face him. "Vengeance? Is that what you think this is about? Really?"
"Why else would you do this to me?" question Takai, her head pounding from his tightening grip. "Especially with the threat of father looming over you."
Naito threw Takai to the floor, his face twisting at the sting of his sisters words. "Whatever." He stepped over her, as he walked toward the bathroom. Turning at the sound of someone knocking on his chamber door, Naito glanced over his shoulder. He grinned at the sight of his sister trying to free herself of her bindings.
"I am through with you for the night. Get out."
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Post by Takai Kazuya on Nov 18, 2015 7:35:52 GMT -6
Takai sat on the floor, wiping and away her tears as her brother left the room. She pulled herself free of her binding. She then rose to her feet and dressed herself. Takai attached her blade to her side before turning to leave the room.
"I am going for a walk..." she spoke softly before disappearing from Naito's room. Moved
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Dec 1, 2015 18:25:36 GMT -6
"Hell":
WARNIING: RAPE Make it stop. Please just make it stop.
Just her vision faded, Evita cried out, sucking in a needed breath through her airway as her head was yanked back from the pillow. The rope tying her wrists together creaked against the headboard as her body bowed. For a moment, she thought he was done. Whimpering as he tugged her head to the side to lick at her bleeding earring. Her mother… had given them to her. Her mother…
Dead…..
She didn't know she had cared.
“Fuck!” Naito grunted behind her, making her stomach clench. “This is just way too much fun!” Naito's fist tightened around the hair and slammed his length into her ass once more, ripping a hoarse scream from her.
Her nails dug deep into the palms of her hands and scalding tears slipped down her cheeks. She could do nothing. The seal on her throbbing stomach sealed any of her defenses, any of her escapes. Her head drooped as the burning hand released the fist of hair, twisting weakly as he went to palm her breast.
No….
Her head thrashed as he pulled an aching nipple.
“Stop it!” she moaned. "Just leave- leave me alone!" |
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Post by Naito Kazuya on Dec 1, 2015 18:57:20 GMT -6
"Leave me alone!" mocked Naito, slamming his length into the girl again. "You were given to me by Sadow. It would be a shame if I didn't use you as intended." The girl moaned beneath him, smearing her blood on his sheets.
Releasing her breast, Naito reached for her hair. He jerked her head back, drawing a scream for the girl. "Louder, darling! Scream louder!"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Dec 1, 2015 19:14:15 GMT -6
“I’ll kill you,” Evita cried as her body arched, searching for something to end the pain devouring her. But even her anger was muted, torn asunder, like the rest of her. “I’ll destroy you….” she continued. "You won't... won't get away... from this." Tears fell onto her breast as another breath of pain scraped through her throat.
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Post by Naito Kazuya on Dec 1, 2015 19:26:38 GMT -6
"Really?" asked Naito, pushing her face into the pillow beneath her as he pulled from her. He dropped to the bed next to her, grinning as he looked over her bare form. "Who is going to come rescue you? Daddy? Be sure to let him know how raw you were after I fucked you when Sadow killed your mother."
Grinning wider, Naito leaned over and licked at her tears. "Do you really think I'm going to let some skinny bitch on a mental trip try to kill me? I'm just going to keep fucking you until your little body falls apart and Daddy has to piece you together. So, please do whine again. 'I'm going to kill you!' Please!"
Naito laughed, pushing the girl back to the bed. "Please!"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Dec 1, 2015 20:02:51 GMT -6
“Get off!” Evita growled, rolling her lower body away. She tried to lift her head, but Naito had already flipped around to press back against her, and a part of her liked it. Eyes flashing with panic, she yanked at the rope keeping her in place. Biting her lip till it bled. Again. Then wrenched her head backwards into his own as he chuckled by her ear. “Just get away from me!” she hollered, tearing at the muscles of her throat. Spots danced in front of her eyes and her strength failed. Once more. She lowered her head. “Just finish….”
Haven’t you done enough? she whispered to herself. Haven’t you taken enough? Exposed enough? She gasped as his hand snuck below her legs. “Stop….” she moaned, bending. She shook her head. “I can’t…. I can’t…”
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Post by Methuselah on Dec 1, 2015 20:09:40 GMT -6
Hearing the child's screams, Methuselah entered his son's bedroom. Quickly, he grabbed his son by the hair and snatched him away from the bound girl. Methuselah sighed as he untied the child and took her in his arms. Craddling the child, Methuselah looked to his son who sat on the floor.
"That is enough! You have done enough to this young woman. No more!"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Dec 1, 2015 21:15:30 GMT -6
Evita lay frozen in the arms that had pulled her away from her tormentor. Shocked, ears ringing. She could barely hear anything. Then, her limbs started shaking, and her body began throbbing from the treatment pounded into her. Over and over and over. Evita scrunched up. The arms tightened around her. And she started struggling.
She’d gone through enough. Enough. Enough. She scratched at the arms that held her, whimpering and twisting in his grasp. Clawing and shaking her head. She couldn’t stop moving. But then again, moving only made it worse too. The pain flared inside her.
“LET GO!” she screamed, eyes shut against the light and arms. Too many arms.
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Post by Methuselah on Dec 1, 2015 21:31:49 GMT -6
Methuselah loosened his grasp, but kept his arms firmly around the child. Hazel eyes looked down at the frightened child in his arms. "Hush, child. My son will do no more harm to you. Hush." He soothing tone only calmed the child's anger a bit, as she continued to kick and scream in his arms.
"What can I do for you, Evita? What do you want?"
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Post by Evita Anita Aizen on Dec 1, 2015 21:52:35 GMT -6
“GET OFF OF ME!” she hollered, starting to bawl as her throat constricted with too much pain. She huddled down in the arms. “Just leave me alone. Give me clothes…. and just go.” She wrapped her arms around herself, every drop of pain being magnified by the agony within. “Why? WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!”
I never hurt another soul after I saw Strawberry that day.... I .... tried to feel guilty.
She turned her head against the clothes, clinging on. "I'm sorry...." she whispered. "I'm sorry, Mother, Uncle.... Dad....."
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