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Painfilled Encounters {Zerati, Rayne} « Thread Started on Oct 21, 2009, 12:28am »
Cool winds blew outside, striking against the house with a eerie screech. Perfect. It helped hide the muffled screams from the basement. Snow caked up on the windows on the west side of the house, the storm outside only increasing. Through the house.. The living room, dining room, kitchen, down to the basement. Cecilia wasn't home tonight, saying she wanted to spend the time out with her friend Oceane. Yoshiro could careless, gave him some time to himself. It was nice for a change, gave him the chance to get out and resume his werewolf hunting.
Out on the hunt he had found quite a catch. Her brown eyes where now filled with fear and pain. Her soft face holding many slashes. One deep slash moved from near the left side of her mouth all the way up to her left ear. Blood oozed freely from every wound. But her body couldn't regenerate as it should have, hot wax, mixed with his vampiric blood and a pinch of silver, kept her wounds open and bleeding the sweet scent of her blood. Her mouth was propped open, forced to stay that way by a ball gag, keeping her mouth wider then normal. Drool trickled from the corner of her mouth and into her wounds, causing more pain.
She was nude, her virgin body left open for the world to see. The soft lights burning gentle highlights into her tan skin. Her breast perky, the cool air causing her nipples to pucker. Her arms where chained over her head and apart, her legs forced to stay open with a spacer bar. A vibrator about half the size of his own cock was pushed into her pussy, not breaking the hymen. Not yet. He was looking forward to that sensation himself. A smaller, thinner vibrator was pushed into her ass, coated in his saliva to cause max pleasure and pain. All into one. Her ankles where cuffed closed, the metal of the spacer bar biting into her tender flesh, a chain hooked to the cuffs and to a device at the end of the table.
Her slim stomach was littered with wounds, the same wax, blood and silver treatment was delivered to the wounds. On a few areas of her body was a small amount of gunpowder. It formed designs on her chest, between her breast, on the mound right above her pussy. A third was traced around her bellybutton and through it. Keeping with his promise to the human, he would wait twenty four hours before having a go at her with his cock. Candles flickered around the table she was chained to, the light dancing around the room. Yoshiro stood nearby, his ears picking up the soft whimpers of the woman on the table.
Licking his lips, he worked with a candle for a moment, spearing it from the top with a long silver needle, about six inches long. A few other candles stood near by, four needles in each candle. This one made four as well and so he set it aside for later. Turning he made his way over to the woman, tears moistened her bloody cheeks and ran down into her ears, the only part of her he hadn't wounded. He pulled out a pack of matches and lit one. Lowering it, he placed the tip to the gunpowder that lay right above her pussy. After a brief moment it caught fire and burned, burning her flesh as well. Moving quickly, knowing her reaction, he lit the other two mounds. They caught fire fast and began to burn at her skin. Her eyes clenched close and she screamed around the ball gag, her body thrashing as the burning gunpowder branded her skin. His eyes glittered with pleasure, seeing her writhe in pain, her muffled screams like music to his ears. It was addicting and he wanted more.
Lifting a candle he tipped the wax out onto her skin, the vampire blood and silver already mixed into it. It snuffed the fire and irritated her skin all the more. He put the other two fires out and let the wax sit on her skin, keeping the wounds fresh. His face lit up in a grin and he laughed. This was so much fun and it had been a very long time since he had his hands on a female werewolf. She was left panting, her body trembling as the fires where put out. But it wasn't long before her moist pussy clenched and she screamed in pleasure. Her orgasm being the 14th in the last seven hours. It was utterly delicious. Moving between her legs he lowered his head. Flicking his tongue out he licked up her juices as they pushed out around his toys. She was divine and his cock throbbed in response. He wanted to take her in the worst way. Screw it, that human had one more hour, eight hours is as good as twenty four. If he didn't show then he would fuck her brains out, hear her screams and moans in pleasure. Mmmmm this really was going to be delicious.
Re: Painfilled Encounters {Zerati, Rayne} « Reply #1 on Oct 21, 2009, 3:13am »
Seven hours had never been so long. He had been going through many doors, asking about a man with a gun and cowboy outfit. For a while nothing came up until he heard a confirmation and the rough overall area of houses. His leg had become much better, it wasn't as badly wounded as he thought as it came to be alright in time. The cautersing also helepd alot and he now had all fourteen of his knives and his sword. He then began to wonder what the Vampire was doing to her, he knew the Vampire wouldn't sit idly by for twenty four hours. Rayne was probably getting tortured in ways he didn't want to think about.
'Why am I even doing this... why am I even getting involved?' He questioned himself. He knew he was going to go to his death most likely, but why was he even going still? He continued to make his way through each door, finding only other humans in the buildings. He then thought of something. He began to sniff. He had an idea. He proceeded to go to each house and sniff the door. The Vampire's home would have a stench of death and decay. He used this thought to continue to eliminate other doors quicker instead of going in and finding more humans. It was then he came across one particular door and sniffed it. Death hit his nose quite hard and he gritted his teeth, he found the bastards home, He then pulled out one of his knives and began to work the lock.
Cutting into it and eventually disabling the lock, the door opened easily as he cautiously stepped in, being careful not to make any noise as he closed the door gently, turning the handle before closing it fully and then slowly let the handle resume it's angle. He looked around and the smell of death became even more clear. He looked around the place. It seemed simple enough, his eyes then caught something metal in the corner. It looked like a letter opener, even if it was it could be useful. Without a second thought he took it from the table and looked around, seeing if there were any other useful things. He then heard screaming from the basement, he shuddered and anger immediately kicked in, knowing it was Rayne.
He cautiously stepped around, knowing a Vampire has a keen sense of hearing and smell. He then made his way to the basement door, seeing it is unlocked he then began to open it, being cautious for any traps but finding none greeting him. He then left the door open and slowly made his way down, from the shadow of the corner he could see Rayne, all the wounds on her and the other things done to her. Blood on the floor along with what appeared to be candle wax. His teeth gritted, the fact that this kind of thing goes on makes him sick no matter what creature is being tortured. He hated this deeply and it showed on his face. He grew irritated by it and his eyes were right on the Vampire, the fucker looked like he was about to undo his pants. He was going to cheat yet again, the fucking cunt was going to rape her before the twenty four hours were up. His teeth gritted and he drew two of his knives and threw them at the Vampire, then running forward towards him drawing his blade. He gripped his Katana with both hands and prepared to aim a horizontal slash, aiming for the mid section, keeping his mouth silent, not giving Yoshiro any noise to let him know.