Bite me harder

Víbora Costello Escort and Pagan Maid 73 years young Vampire

[bitemychains]

It’s late at night when she was finally leaving to head home after spending many hours cleaning the large home of a Client. They had a massive brunch party or something and only hired one maid to clean the aftermath. At least the pay was well enough.

Unfortunately, she still had trouble navigating the city, especially at night. No the wall felt longer than usual and she no longer recognized where she might be. Suffice to say, she was lost. She heard a small rustle nearby and froze, looking around. “Is someone there?”

@covairecitystarters

//OOC Note: Víbora is definitely lost but I haven’t specified where or when. So if one would like this to be a Full Moon interaction where she meets a werewolf after incidentally wandering on the West Side, go for it. Or if you want a regular interaction in the main city, that’s open too.

[butcher-kirkwood]

The full moon was always a time to be alive. He ran with the pack and hunted, spilling blood for the Moon, his pack, and his Alpha. His form was large and imposing, ears sharp and glowing eyes dangerous as he stalked through the woods and fields of the West side. His fur was an inky black with stark colorations of red that paid a nod to his own ginger hair. He was a sight to be seen, and a beast in his environment…sO of course, when he caught the stench of something rotten, the ancient wolf snarled as he followed it.

Herleif saw the leech strolling through the woods, teeth gritting as his ever glowing eyes watched from the thicket. Fucking parasites….how dare it walk on land that did not belong to it. Herleif’s ear twitched and his eyes narrowed, his large form dipping down into a stalking pose as he followed. When she stopped so did he, adjusting his crouched stance like a dangerous wild cat as it called out. Foolish beast….And Herleif sprung, inhumanly fast with paws outstretched and jaws open wide in search of flesh to sink his teeth into.

[bitemychains]

Víbora was unfamiliar with the woods of Covaire. Hell, she forgot they even had woods on this isolated island. But the more she stayed, the more eerie her situation seemed to become and she started to become more aware. There were sounds of snarls and howls in the far distance and through the filter of the tree tops, she could see the moon reflecting its light. A full moon.

Shit.

She may not be the smartest vampire, but she wasn’t a complete fool. She was concluded she was in the West Side territory, or close to it. She heard a faint noise before something lunged at her from the shadows. She barely had time to think but she was already on the move, running through the trees and away from her attacker.

[david-pavoncello]

bitemychains​:​

It wasn’t long after Víbora got to work that she was told she had a client ready for her to tend to their home. Clad in the the skimpy maid attire that had her cleavage on full display and the skirt barely covering her ass, she arrived at the home in question. When she saw Jeremiel open the door, still dripping wet and clad in nothing more than a towel, she bit her lip, made an obvious show of checking out his physique, before walking in with her cleaning kit, allowing herself to brush against him as she does so. “Thank you. Where should I start? The bedroom, maybe?” She asked with a small smirk, looking back at him. “Or maybe the kitchen?”

-

Azure hues glances over the vampire, admiring the outfit she was wearing. “Did you wear that for me? Or, is that your usual attire when you clean?” He licks his lips and checks out her ass. “I do hope you are not wearing panties under that.” The blonde wolf always appreciated easy access. “I think we should save the bedroom for later. We can start in the kitchen.” He walks pass her and makes his way to the kitchen, the towel still around his waist, fingers run through wet hair, pushing it back. 

[bitemychains]

“All of our uniforms are designed similar to this. But when I saw I was coming here, I picked the best one in case you were home.” She said and grinned at him. “As for if I’m wearing panties, you’ll have to find that out on your own.” She wasn’t wearing any, but no need for him to know so quickly without putting in a bit of work. She followed him into the kitchen, marveling at his sculpted bare back. She could already imagine digging her nails into him. “Are you going to watch me as I clean, Sir?”

[bitemychains]

It’s late at night when she was finally leaving to head home after spending many hours cleaning the large home of a Client. They had a massive brunch party or something and only hired one maid to clean the aftermath. At least the pay was well enough.

Unfortunately, she still had trouble navigating the city, especially at night. No the wall felt longer than usual and she no longer recognized where she might be. Suffice to say, she was lost. She heard a small rustle nearby and froze, looking around. “Is someone there?”

@covairecitystarters

//OOC Note: Víbora is definitely lost but I haven’t specified where or when. So if one would like this to be a Full Moon interaction where she meets a werewolf after incidentally wandering on the West Side, go for it. Or if you want a regular interaction in the main city, that’s open too.

[remixbelmont]

bitemychains·:

“I hope you got it sorted.” She replied to his semi vague response. It almost made her wonder about her own family. Statistically speaking, she’s only 74 and was one of the oldest, so her family might still be alive out there. “Yes, I’m glad to be free of all of that.” She laughed.

“Self love? So you bought this place?” Honestly, she is impressed. She knows it’s not unusual for people to buy their own places, she just hopes that one day, she’ll be in the same position to do so. At him giving her the ultimate choice, she looked at him again. She has often fantasized on having him over her. “I want you to use me for the next two hours.” She finally decided.

“Yes. Thanks for the sentiment though.” The last bastard is dead——— he can start to live now, and be happy, but also, mourn the friends he has lost, and wasn’t there to save. “I’m sure you are. By the Moon, I’ll leave before I even come close to be in trouble.” Rémi chuckles.

“Bought?! No, the owner live downstairs, I’m just renting the attic. I have been since I arrived.” He’s happy for doing that, because leaving the Bordel for a month would’ve brought attention to him— here, with things paid for in advance, the owner don’t care. Anyway, they adore him! 

When the vampire tells him what she wants, he nods, and his back slowly straightens up——— the energy around him shifts drastically. “Undress, and crawl to me, baby.”

[bitemychains]

He definitely seemed happier than she had last seen him. More relaxed, in a way. Looks like whatever business he had had paid off.

After she had decided, she noticed just how quickly he shifted to a more dominant person opposed to the more relaxed persona she was used to. It was almost shocking but enough to make her knees weak. At his command, she could only nod. “Yes, sir.” She said and started to undress, her clothes falling to her feet, then gets on her hands and knees and crawls towards him, looking up at him. “What would you like me to do?” She looked up at him, eagerly waiting for his instruction.

[ayda--demir]

bitemychains​:

“Of course. I’ve been in this situation before and wouldn’t wish you to suffer it.” She explained and grabbed a blanket, covering the girl with it. “I’m Víbora.” She introduced herself and went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of cold water from the fridge before returning to Riya’s side, offering it to her. “Here. I’m not sure what day it is myself, I’m terrible at checking such things, but after you recover, we can get you out. Would you be okay if I still cleaned around you?”

-

Riya was able to sit up and wrap the blanket around herself. She watched the woman leave, noticing the cold touch that came from her, but was soothing to her aching body. The human takes the water, taking a small sip. “Mi nombre es Riya.” She could pick up the accent from the other and felt much better talking in a language that if the client showed up, he wouldn’t understand. “Gracias por el agua. Por favor limpie.” She felt safer with the other here with her. “I can wait.”

[bitemychains]

“Mi nombre es Víbora.” She introduced herself right back to her with a smile and looked around the apartment with some disdain. It’s a nice place, but more than what someone so cruel deserves. “Try to get yourself ready as soon as you can. If he returns early, you might have to escape from the window and hide.”

[david-pavoncello]

Jeremiel had the house to himself. Stassi was at work and Israel was out, slowly gaining some freedom back. The blonde wolf had also booked maid service for the house, and his attention it pique when it came to one name in particular. He was getting out of the shower when he heard the door bell, wrapping a towel around himself, he made his way over. The door would slowly open and a smirk would creep on his face when he saw Vibora standing there. “Hello. I didn’t expect they would send you.” Which was a lie, he asked for her. “Come in.” He opened the door wider for her to come in.

@bitemychains​

[bitemychains]

It wasn’t long after Víbora got to work that she was told she had a client ready for her to tend to their home. Clad in the the skimpy maid attire that had her cleavage on full display and the skirt barely covering her ass, she arrived at the home in question. When she saw Jeremiel open the door, still dripping wet and clad in nothing more than a towel, she bit her lip, made an obvious show of checking out his physique, before walking in with her cleaning kit, allowing herself to brush against him as she does so. “Thank you. Where should I start? The bedroom, maybe?” She asked with a small smirk, looking back at him. “Or maybe the kitchen?”

[lorenzocaselli-deactivated20240]

bitemychains​: “I also like to be watched but something about those other party goers hearing me and having the privilege of seeing what you do to me is a better turn on.” She grinned up at him in a sultry way. “Being careful is far too boring.” She said to him and giggled at the comment of her doing the devil’s work. “Maybe you’d like me to work for you someday.” Without much delay, she followed behind him as he led her away from the crowds and towards the exit. She wasn’t completely sure where he’d take her, but she was excited for it.

Lorenzo smile grows in response, though he an always admire honesty and she seems to have no problem informing him exactly what she wants. “Mm I may have to consider it, I have no doubt you have plenty of experience tempting souls to do your bidding.” Outside of their little game, he has no doubt that he’ll be likely to rent her again in the future. While he was tempted to take her right there on one of the tables, he knew better. This was a formal event and one he would not disrespect by such public displays. Instead he leads her out to his car and presses her up against the driver side. One hand slips beneath the hem of her dress, warm callused fingers brushing up her leg and over her thigh to press between her legs. His lips brush across hers and then he trails kisses up towards her ear. “Still dare to make a deal with the devil?” He teased, his fingers teasing her through her underwear. 

[bitemychains]

She had let him lead her out, her steps not at all faltering from his seeming eagerness to get her out of her dress. If he could even wait that long to do so. Pinned up against his car, she shivered in anticipation at his hand tantalizingly trailing up her leg and his lips against her. ‘Smells so good…’ She bit back a moan and grinned. “I’d want nothing more.” She pulled back, just enough to pull off her costume mask and smile at him. “For tonight, I’m yours, señor diablo.”

[bitemychains]

BACK TO BASICS - VÍBORA

GENERAL

full name: - Víbora Belize Costello

age/dob: - 74 | 24 June 1957

height: - 5’8

weight: - 132

ethnicity: - Latina

gender: - Female

hair: - Brunette | Naturally long and straight

eyes: - Brown

scars: - N/A

tattoos: - N/A

piercings: -

Ear piercings (Both)

Lobe

Tragus

Pinna

Naval

languages: -

Spanish (Native)

English

education: - Never had a formal education. Comparable to a 2nd-3rd grade education level.

occupation: - Escort, Pagan Maid Service

sexual identification: - Pansexual

romantic identification: - Biromantic

temperament: Somewhere between Sanguine and Choleric

myers briggs type: ENFP

moral alignment: True Neutral

SPECIFICS

favorite food: - Venison

favorite drink: - Blood

favorite brand: - N/A

favorite place: - The Beach

favorite hobby: - Cooking

favorite artist: - N/A

favorite musician: - N/A

favorite tv show: - N/A

favorite movie: - N/A

favorite book: - N/A

favorite scent: - Cologne

favorite colour: - Purple

favorite texture: - Denim

favorite person: - Erebus Richter

RANDOM

list five things they like: -

Animals

Warmth

Clothes

Dancing

Music

list five things they dislike: -

Being yelled at

Being grabbed (without consent)

The Château

Documentaries

Being trapped in the dark

pet peeve: -

the sound of teeth grinding

Food crumbs in the bed

personality types they prefer: -

INFP

ENFP

INFJ

INTP

ESFJ

ISFJ

ISFP

ESFP

ESTP

personality types they avoid: -

INTJ

ENTJ

ENTP

ESTJ

ISTJ

achilles heel: - abuse. She feels almost paralytic fear when faced with someone that plans to hurt her in ways that aren’t for pleasure

list three things they like about themselves: -

Her looks

Her ‘home making’ skills

How she’s kept true to herself

list three things they dislike about themselves: -

Her lack of formal education

Her lack of complete control

Her neediness

fashion style: -

Kind of revealing but she definitely loves the feminine style

Loves to wear makeup, especially redder lipstick shades and darker eye makeup

list two sex positions they prefer: -

Doggy Style

Tabletop

list two sex positions they avoid: -

Reverse cowgirl

Seated Wheelbarrow

[remixbelmont]

bitemychains​:

“Can I ask where you went or is that a bit too personal?” She couldn’t help but to be a bit curious. She hasn’t left Covaire since she stepped foot in it and she isn’t allowed to leave unless she wants a mind wipe. And as bad as her time has been in the city, there’s people she doesn’t want to forget. “Yeah, that collar was horrendous and not even pretty.” She sighed. A pretty insignificant aspect but she’d rather glaze over how awful it really waas to wear it.

“Someone must really like you to get you a place like this.” She smiled at him. Her new home at Le Bordel was nothing to scoff at, though. Definitely a significant upgrade from the confines of the Château and while she missed Erebus’s home, the freedom to have something of her own was almost intoxicating. “I’m used to being the one to serve, but since earning my freedom, I’m feeling like I can be bold enough to be served, too. Which would you prefer for me?”

“Family emergency is as far as I’m willing to say.” Rémi is honest about not wanting to talk about it— he’s not about to reveal that the emergency, was to catch the last person who’d attacked his pack, killed his father, and gotten away with it till now. “The collar, and the lack of privacy with chaperones, or guards with you at all time.” He chuckles. No one can be happy with that  can they? He’s sure someone is somewhere.

The wolf laughs at her comment, before he says— “Listen, self-love is very important in someone’s life.” At his age, he doesn’t need people to pay for him. Of course, it’s the money he makes with Dukes that pays for it, but most of all, the customers he still sees, that pays a lot to still have him as an escort. “I asked first. You should use the new privilege of choosing you have.” Rémi walks back to his bedroom, and drops on his bed. “So, what will it be? Am I going to be your boy toy, or are you going to be used by Daddy for the next two hours?”

[bitemychains]

“I hope you got it sorted.” She replied to his semi vague response. It almost made her wonder about her own family. Statistically speaking, she’s only 74 and was one of the oldest, so her family might still be alive out there. “Yes, I’m glad to be free of all of that.” She laughed.

“Self love? So you bought this place?” Honestly, she is impressed. She knows it’s not unusual for people to buy their own places, she just hopes that one day, she’ll be in the same position to do so. At him giving her the ultimate choice, she looked at him again. She has often fantasized on having him over her. “I want you to use me for the next two hours.” She finally decided.

[ayda--demir]

bitemychains​:

“We should get you cleaned up and out of here. At least before he returns.” She said gently, but a bit urgently. She knows the horrors of being a prisoner all too well, at the lowest social tier of the city. No one cares what happened to you half the time and it was perfectly legal for clients to use them how they see fit. She might face repercussions for this, but at least she can’t be beaten and starved anymore.

She’s a vampire though. Even when she had the collar, she healed relatively quick. This was a human, though. Had no such bonuses. She would likely be hurt for a while, not to even think about the actual trauma.

“What’s your name? Is there a guard scheduled to come retrieve you?”

-

She liked the idea of getting away before he returned. With her hands and legs free, she tried to sit up, her body too fatigued, that she cried. “You would do that for me?” Her voice was hoarse. It felt like she had not had a drink in a few days. “Riya, my name is Riya.” Her eyes closed for a moment and she msuter up all the strength she had to sit up. “What day is it?” The human had been rented for a few days and couldn’t remember if she was being picked up or if he was taking her back. Part of her wished he had killed her after the torture he put her through. She didn’t hide her naked body, or the marks that adorned it. 

[bitemychains]

“Of course. I’ve been in this situation before and wouldn’t wish you to suffer it.” She explained and grabbed a blanket, covering the girl with it. “I’m Víbora.” She introduced herself and went to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of cold water from the fridge before returning to Riya’s side, offering it to her. “Here. I’m not sure what day it is myself, I’m terrible at checking such things, but after you recover, we can get you out. Would you be okay if I still cleaned around you?”

[lorenzocaselli-deactivated20240]

bitemychains​:

“Maybe a bit of privacy away from wandering eyes, but still close enough for them to hear how good the devil works.” She offered with a coy grin on her face. Even as an escort, she couldn’t help the urge to proposition others, especially when they look so damn good. “Some used to say the same things about Romani.” She replied, keeping to the character. “An unforgettable night could leave you with a lighter wallet. But I’ve learned that some things are definitely worth a deal.”

“Like to be heard, do you? Hoping to raise a little hell with the devil himself?” There’s amusement in the man’s voice as he steps closer to her. “You should be careful what you wish for.” He chuckled at the mention of a lighter wallet, he could appreciate a girl who knew what she wanted and got straight to the point. There were no need for pretenses. “If I didn’t know better I’d think you were doing the devils work yourself. You drive quite the bargain.” His hand comes up, fingers brushing over her jaw and down along her neck and collarbone. “You’ve got yourself a deal. Why don’t we find ourselves somewhere a little more private.”  Without waiting for an answer his hand drops down and he takes her arm, guiding her towards the exit. 

[bitemychains]

“I also like to be watched but something about those other party goers hearing me and having the privilege of seeing what you do to me is a better turn on.” She grinned up at him in a sultry way. “Being careful is far too boring.” She said to him and giggled at the comment of her doing the devil’s work. “Maybe you’d like me to work for you someday.” Without much delay, she followed behind him as he led her away from the crowds and towards the exit. She wasn’t completely sure where he’d take her, but she was excited for it.

[ayda--demir]

bitemychains​:​

Víbora was called out to do some cleaning for the Pagan Maids, sent to a house to clean up. They didn’t give much details, just the name of the client, the addresses, and the location of the spare key, since he was to be out that day. Not that she minded. As much as she kinda liked the mild exhibition that came with being on her hands and knees to clean while in a provocative maid costume, she didn’t want to be too distracted while cleaning.

As she entered, her nose burned from the smell of blood. Human blood. Even though she was released for learning to control her urges, the smell always tempted her. Lingered on her mind. Like a recovering alcoholic seeing a wine fountain. But she held her breath.

The weak cry for help was instantly picked up by her hearing and she worried. She knows how some clients in this city are and has been on the receiving end of their abuse many times. Very likely, another one had a similarly unlucky date. She followed the sound and saw the woman, battered, bruised, and bound naked to the bed, clearly having survived a very rough night from the client. And judging from the all too familiar collar on her neck, she was a prisoner.

She was by her side instantly, undoing the ropes that kept her there. “Try to relax, okay? I’ll help you get out of here.”

-

A wave of relief washed over the human when the woman came into the bedroom. She could only imagine the sight she was to the other. Riya slowly rolled her wrists when the ropes were removed, circulation starting to come back. Her heart beat started to slow, but she was still worried the client could return at any moment. 

When her ankles were freed the human started to curl into a ball, silent tears streaming down her face. This was her first time with a client that showed no mercy. There was nothing humane about him. The reality of what her position was within the city walls hit her hard. She had done nothing to deserve this. Her body felt on fire and there was no stopping the pain. 

“Thank you,” she murmured, choking back tears. Riya had never felt this helpless before. 

[bitemychains]

“We should get you cleaned up and out of here. At least before he returns.” She said gently, but a bit urgently. She knows the horrors of being a prisoner all too well, at the lowest social tier of the city. No one cares what happened to you half the time and it was perfectly legal for clients to use them how they see fit. She might face repercussions for this, but at least she can’t be beaten and starved anymore.

She’s a vampire though. Even when she had the collar, she healed relatively quick. This was a human, though. Had no such bonuses. She would likely be hurt for a while, not to even think about the actual trauma.

“What’s your name? Is there a guard scheduled to come retrieve you?”

[lorenzocaselli-deactivated20240]

bitemychains​:

“I can probably think of a few ways to improve this party, if you’re interested of course.” She gave him a coy smile. Despite running into some old friends, she was bored at the party and out of her element, but a good enough distraction can set it right. “Hmm, maybe.” She played along with the reference to her character. “Or maybe I’d like a deal with the Devil. With the right price, of course. I’m sure you know that stipulation very well.”

“Well I think before I agree to an improvement I should probably hear your ideas.” Lorenzo wasn’t about to agree to anything too crazy or out of character after all. He was curious to hear what she had in mind and if her mind was going in the same direction as his were. He chuckled and shook his head, a smirk on his lips. “Haven’t you learned you shouldn’t make a deal with the devil. You’re bound to lose your soul in the process.” He warned. 

[bitemychains]

“Maybe a bit of privacy away from wandering eyes, but still close enough for them to hear how good the devil works.” She offered with a coy grin on her face. Even as an escort, she couldn’t help the urge to proposition others, especially when they look so damn good. “Some used to say the same things about Romani.” She replied, keeping to the character. “An unforgettable night could leave you with a lighter wallet. But I’ve learned that some things are definitely worth a deal.”

[remixbelmont]

bitemychains​:

“Would be nice if you did.” She teased back and then grinned even more when he gestured to her now bare neck. “Yes, I’m finally free and moved up to being an escort! Feels good to not have a collar.” She said and stepped inside of his home, slipping off her shoes as he instructed.

She looked around his immaculately pristine place and marveled at it. He definitely didn’t need her to clean up anything it looks like. “This place is almost as gorgeous as you.” She said and turned to look back at him. “Yes, I heard the call. Looks like I’ll just be here for a bit.” She said and then pondered something. “Since we’re both escorts now, will you still charge me if I wanted my own fun with you?” She asked with a coy grin.

.

“I’ll be honest, I was out of town for a while, so I didn’t get to miss many people.” He tells her, but there’s nothing mean about— just that he’s been quite busy. Rémi chuckles, when she makes a comment about the missing collar. “Well, I personally don’t mind a collar for fun, but clearly not the one you had. I’m happy for you. I doubt you’ll stay non-exclusive for long.” He points out.

“Thank you, but I swear I didn’t have any say in it, neither for the apartment, nor my fav. They both came as is.” He tells her, before he chuckles. He doesn’t expects the question, and laughs at the forwardness. “Normally, I would say yes. I still charge clients, even if I’m exclusive now. But if I happen to like people, and they’re of lower ranks, I don’t mind at all. But I wonder Víbora, are you looking for someone to serve you, or to serve?”

[bitemychains]

“Can I ask where you went or is that a bit too personal?” She couldn’t help but to be a bit curious. She hasn’t left Covaire since she stepped foot in it and she isn’t allowed to leave unless she wants a mind wipe. And as bad as her time has been in the city, there’s people she doesn’t want to forget. “Yeah, that collar was horrendous and not even pretty.” She sighed. A pretty insignificant aspect but she’d rather glaze over how awful it really waas to wear it.

“Someone must really like you to get you a place like this.” She smiled at him. Her new home at Le Bordel was nothing to scoff at, though. Definitely a significant upgrade from the confines of the Château and while she missed Erebus’s home, the freedom to have something of her own was almost intoxicating. “I’m used to being the one to serve, but since earning my freedom, I’m feeling like I can be bold enough to be served, too. Which would you prefer for me?”

[remixbelmont]

bitemychains​:

Víbora surprisingly enjoyed her work at the Pagan Maids. Sure, it’s putting on a maid dress that barely went past her ass and she had to clean all day, but it was relaxing. She recognized the name on the home she had to go to and went up there with a smile on her face when he opened the door.

“Hey handsome. Missed me?” She asked coyly and glanced behind him into the home. A very limited view but it didn’t look messy at all. “I was sent here. Not really given any details on who. Maybe a landlord or just someone thinking you could use a girl around. Mind if I came in anyway? I did walk all this way.”

“Do you want me to have missed you?” He teases, before he adds. “Congrats are in order I guess?” He points to his own neck, because she doesn’t have the collar anymore, and she has a bracelet from Le Bordel instead. He takes his phone out, as he goes back upstairs. “You can come in. Don’t worry, the door will close and lock itself up. Just make sure to remove your shoes, please.”

The wolf calls his landlord, and they had completely forgotten about the appointment they had made. They tell Rémi that the money is being transferred as they speak, and that they’re truly sorry for the inconvenience— they’re out of town. Rémi hangs up, and smiles at the vampire. “I’m sure you heard everything. Want to chill here, so that it doesn’t look suspicious?”

[bitemychains]

“Would be nice if you did.” She teased back and then grinned even more when he gestured to her now bare neck. “Yes, I’m finally free and moved up to being an escort! Feels good to not have a collar.” She said and stepped inside of his home, slipping off her shoes as he instructed.

She looked around his immaculately pristine place and marveled at it. He definitely didn’t need her to clean up anything it looks like. “This place is almost as gorgeous as you.” She said and turned to look back at him. “Yes, I heard the call. Looks like I’ll just be here for a bit.” She said and then pondered something. “Since we’re both escorts now, will you still charge me if I wanted my own fun with you?” She asked with a coy grin.

[ayda--demir]

Riya had feared for her life that night. She had decided at some point that the client was going to kill her. The pain he put her through was nothing she had ever experienced before and she never wanted to again. No matter how much she begged and pleaded for him to stop, tears streaming down her eyes, he wouldn’t stop. He seemed to get off on the pain he caused her.  The human managed to make it in the morning and he was gone. Left her alone in his apartment tied to his bed, naked. Her throat burned and she could feel the bruises around her neck. She was sure a rib or two was broken with hos hard he grasped at her body. Her whole body ached. She tugged at the ropes, wanting to get free and run away. She didn’t care what punishment would come from the guards. It would be better than what she endured. 

No matter how hard she tugged at the ropes, they only seemed to cut more into her wrists. That is when she heard a door open and her heart started to race. Was he back? Her eyes clenched shut and part of her wished she had died, not wanting to deal with anymore of him. Then she heard a female voice call out and she felt hope surge through her. 

‘Help,” she called out. Not sure if she would get any help. This place was twisted and it was hard to know who she could trust. 

@bitemychains​

[bitemychains]

Víbora was called out to do some cleaning for the Pagan Maids, sent to a house to clean up. They didn’t give much details, just the name of the client, the addresses, and the location of the spare key, since he was to be out that day. Not that she minded. As much as she kinda liked the mild exhibition that came with being on her hands and knees to clean while in a provocative maid costume, she didn’t want to be too distracted while cleaning.

As she entered, her nose burned from the smell of blood. Human blood. Even though she was released for learning to control her urges, the smell always tempted her. Lingered on her mind. Like a recovering alcoholic seeing a wine fountain. But she held her breath.

The weak cry for help was instantly picked up by her hearing and she worried. She knows how some clients in this city are and has been on the receiving end of their abuse many times. Very likely, another one had a similarly unlucky date. She followed the sound and saw the woman, battered, bruised, and bound naked to the bed, clearly having survived a very rough night from the client. And judging from the all too familiar collar on her neck, she was a prisoner.

She was by her side instantly, undoing the ropes that kept her there. “Try to relax, okay? I’ll help you get out of here.”

[bitemychains]

Víbora was rather enjoying the party. For the most part. A festive gathering with depressing undertone, like a sweet wine with a bitter aftertaste. She did enjoy catching up with people and seeing their creative costumes that referenced novels and tales she didn’t always recognize but she has fun guessing.

She was getting a bit bored of her time when she recognized a face she hadn’t seen in quite a few while. Their past encounter was brief enough but fun. In her opinion, at least. Walking over to him while he was sitting at his table, she smiled when she stopped by him. “Long time no see. You’re looking good, as you always do.”

@jeremiel--boese

[david-pavoncello]

bitemychains​:

Víbora was rather enjoying the party. For the most part. A festive gathering with depressing undertone, like a sweet wine with a bitter aftertaste. She did enjoy catching up with people and seeing their creative costumes that referenced novels and tales she didn’t always recognize but she has fun guessing.

She was getting a bit bored of her time when she recognized a face she hadn’t seen in quite a few while. Their past encounter was brief enough but fun. In her opinion, at least. Walking over to him while he was sitting at his table, she smiled when she stopped by him. “Long time no see. You’re looking good, as you always do.”

@jeremiel–boese

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It was her scent that caught his attention first. When he turned, that was when he was met with her gaze and he smirked. He had not seen the vampire in quite some time and by the looks of her, she was no longer a prisoner. He placed his drink down when she came over to him, his azure hues looking her over.

“It has been too long. You look beautiful Vibora.” He takes her hand and brings it up to his lips, kissing the back of her hand. “I didn’t think I would see you here.” 

[bitemychains]

“Charming as ever. And just as handsome.” She smiled at him as he kissed her hand. They weren’t well acquainted but their terms was friendly and she couldn’t deny having missed him, even a bit.

“I almost didn’t. Galas are a bit out of my element, especially with this sort of theme.” Not only was she an ex prisoner still trying to piece herself a life together, but she wasn’t exactly well read on most literature. It took a lot of self convincing for her to show up and she doesn’t regret it. “How have you been? So much has changed in my life, I feel bout of touch with how everyone else is doing.”