Eden Black

The name's Eden Black. I'm 302 years old, and pretty darn fine for my age, if I do say so myself. Oh, I'm also a vampire. Now fuck off.

[eden-black]

You know... you really shouldn't be rolling your eyes at people...

[blood-tiesx]

"Coming from the vampire who clearly can’t understand the simple term of ‘fuck off’." She kept her eyes on Eden for a moment, even as the guard moved forward and opened her cell door. Angelica growled deep within her throat, slowly forcing herself to the doorway, and out of the cage. They practically glowed an angry golden tint.

[eden-black]

Eden delivered a firm slap to the curve of Angelica's ass, urging her in the direction of the exit. "I think you need to understand that I don't give a shit what you want, girly." Grabbing her air, she yanked her down until she was forced to fall to her knees. Then Eden patted the top of her head. "Now crawl. I want to see that ass high in the air - and don't forget to bite your tongue. We wouldn't want you saying something that's get you in even more trouble."

[eden-black]

You know... you really shouldn't be rolling your eyes at people...

[bluexeyedxthief]

[There’s a spark of crazy in the brunettes eyes, not unlike a feral alley cat. One with sharp claws and a hard-on for using them to rip through flesh. Belle had seen enough of this place to know that Crazy Bitch probably packed one hell of a punch. She nods her head slowly, as if moving two quickly might set the woman off.] Fair enough. I once knew men who felt the same way, ironically. [She held up a finger] But you don’t care.

I don’t know….[Green eyes narrow as the blonde truly considers trying the woman outside of her cell.] I feel like it’d be more fun for you to do it yourself. Believe it or not, I’ve already figured out how to get myself more clothes if I want them.

[eden-black]

Growing so very smart already. [She lights up, grinning at the blonde.] I'll see about getting you a medal. [She eyes the slave, head tilted to the side and she bites down on the plump swell of her lower lip, swaying slightly as she considers what she wants to do with the girl. Then she straightens the second Belle speaks again, and she laughs, giggles, in fact]  You shouldn't say such things unless you really mean them, honey. Some of us don't do refunds. You put something on the table, there's no turning back. [She nods towards the nearest guard who walks up to unlock Belle's cell] And it might be a little morbid of me... perhaps my particular brand of humour isn't too popular, but... wouldn't it just be hilarious if someone told the guards not to give you any clothes for the next three days? [Walking into the cell, she pushes the door closed] We all really only want you naked anyway, hmm? 

[theunbreakableslave-deactivated]

Eva stayed where she was, her blue eyes following the Mistress wherever she went. Something about this mysterious ‘toybox’ didn’t sit well with the blonde. And knowing it was Eden’s only made things worse. She continued to watch Eden as the box was brought in and the Mistress searched for whatever it was she was looking for. An anal hook. Great. Letting out a slow sigh, the wolf did her best to relax her body. It wasn’t something she hadn’t dealt with before, but they weren’t quite her favorite thing. Somehow she doubted Eden would give two shits. At the order, Eva leaned forward quietly, getting herself in as comfortable position as she could, parting her legs slightly. She didn’t bother resting her head on her arms, figuring Eden would have other plans for them.

[eden-black]

Eden stopped being a person the second she leaned forward as commanded. Now she was an object like any other, and she would conform to whatever Eden wanted. Walking around the blonde, Eden put the anal hook on the ground and started unwinding the length of rope. Then she took the slave's arms and crossed them at her back. The middle of the rope was used to tie them together. A beautiful, intricate not left one length of rope above then, and another beneath. The upper section she stretched. Hand yanked her hair back, Eden used the rope to secure those golden tresses. It resulted in her head pulled back, connected by a short leash to her captured lower arms. The other length of rope was left unattended as Eden picked up the anal hook. She pursed her lips for half a moment. Then she stood and walked back to Eva's front, extending the tip of the metal to the girl's mouth. "Better lube it up good with a bit of saliva, little slave. Consider it a small mercy."

[jackson-reedrp]

Sometimes I feel like a creature in a damn zoo...

[jackson-reedrp]

Every object in the room blurred in and out of focus, including the lithe figure standing directly in front of him. The figure’s face is so pale that it blends in with background. Vampire, he knows. Eden, he remembers. Jackson shook his head to clear his vision. The first things to come in clear focus were a pair of cat green eyes trained on him from where he hung —an almost evil glint to them. The vampire was beautiful, he had to admit. Beautiful in the same way that sharks were, the hint of violence they offered making them all the more alluring to those that studied them. Her nails raked down his chest, and Jackson forced himself motionless even though his stomach rolled with that telltale sense of nausea. A supernatural warning he knew. A lot of good it did him now, strung up like a turkey getting ready to be slaughtered for a Thanksgiving feast.

His eyes narrowed defiantly, “You gonna get started or are you planning on talking to me some more?” He refused to give her the satisfaction of hearing him beg or mewl in fear. A vision of head dangling above him like some kind of sick, macabre mobile flashed in front of his eyes. A gift courtesy of another sadistic brunette, although that one was a good head shorter than this one. I’ve survived worse things, he told himself, mentally preparing for whatever torture she had planned for him. His arms tensed, every muscle tensed and perfectly outlined in his tan, smooth skin. “Just shut up and get on with it,” he snapped, head jerking to the side impatiently to emphasize his point.

[eden-black]

Eden's eyes widened dramatically. "So rude!" She exclaimed, faux offended. Then her mask fell away and she grinned at him, that light of insanity glowing in the intense green of her eyes. "Didn't your mother every teach you any manners, Jackson?" She purred as she twirled the knife in her hand. "We really do need to review your behaviour. You see, it has to change." Closing the distance between them, the vampire slammed the blade of the knife into the hunter's upper arm before pulling it out again. "I'm much, much nicer when you behave yourself," she continued by chiding, giving his other arm the same treatment. Her eyes shifted from him then, drifting towards the blood covered knife in her hand. Bringing it to her lips, she allowed her tongue to seek out, running up the flat of the knife's metal, humming lowly, before her eyes lifted to his once more. "Hunter blood was always particularly delicious, you know." She purred playfully. "Something about your particular brand of half immortality. It makes the blood so very sweet."

Shifting the knife, she wiped the other side off on his cheek. Eyes fell to his naked chest next, and she placed the tip of her knife at the top portion of his breast bone's body. A small pebble of blood left the small puncture wound, and with a giddy laugh, she began running the edge of the place all the way down the middle of his torso, stopping an inch above the waistband of his pants. "Over the years," she then began as the knife turned, starting to carve a horizontal line from side to side, just beneath his chest. "A girl learns a thing or two. About drawing out pain." She tilted her head, eyes still on her handiwork. "I promised you slow deaths, right? Slow deaths, you shall have." She grinned, a pattern of cuts slowly beginning to take form on his stomach. "Never let it be said that I don't keep my promises."

[siriusdekker]

"Fantastic." Sirius smirk formed a twisted smile as he moved closer the the brunette. He knew he kept her around for a reason. She catered, if not helped make that deep seeded insanity grow within the wolf. He ran his hand over her thigh as he closed that gap between them. "You.. are a fountain of knowledge Schatzi." He nearly purred those words before his lips came up to brush against her ear as he whispered. "I think we may have to pay a few of these girls a lesson.. perhaps we could speak to Marcus about playin’ with the older one.." He would love to sow chaos in their tight knit group.

[eden-black]

"Mhmmm, I know. You'd be helpless without me," she teased lightly. They both knew Sirius had survived quite a few years without her already, of course, but she liked to think she at least helped make things a little more interesting. Eternity was a very long time on your own. She turned her head, his lips touching her ear sending a few sparks of desire through her. "No need," she replied without even giving it much thought. "She's protective enough of her sister that simply knowing Liam tortured her, will be enough. Have a greater impact, even, than if he did it to her." She shrugged a shoulder, the tips of her fingers skating up his arms. "Besides, hell will freeze over before I ask Marcus for anything."

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

As they entered the cafe and then into the bathroom, Michael can’t help but chuckle. “Classy,” he chuckled, plopping down on the toilet seat to look up at the dark haired woman. She had such a dangerous beauty about her, it was no wonder the man was drawn to her. His hands landed on her hips as she initiated another kiss, his teeth nipped slightly at her own. Grinding up against her center, he began to unbutton her pants, finding the clothing that separated them increasingly annoying.

[eden-black]

"Never claimed to be," she managed to breathe before her lips were on his once more. Her tongue, curious, brushed against his teasingly, just before his teeth nipped at her. She groaned and yanked harder on his hair. Pulling his head back a little, she pushed forward, her kiss growing increasingly aggressive, teeth pulling at the flesh of his lips. She rolled her hips, the friction of his hardened crotch giving her just enough to keep her interested. Suddenly, hands shifting to his shoulders. Eden straightened, pushing herself onto her feet as she shoved his thighs together. In one smooth movement, the woman balanced herself atop the toilet, feet on either side of his thighs. Gripping the waist of her jeans, she pushed them down and kicked them to the floor. Her thong got the the same treatment half a moment later. Then she slowly lowered herself down to his lap again, before pulling off her top. 

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

Michael yelped, grabbing Eden’s wrists and attempting to keep her at bay. “Not the kind of sucking I was looking forward to,” he muttered, trying to duck out of her way.

[eden-black]

Eden hissed, her eyes slowly turning a deep, dark red. Her fingers tightened on his shoulder, keeping him in place. "I..." she began, her voice tinted with hunger, "need... your... fucking... blood." Every word came out after a pause as she breathed through the hunger, trying to control herself. It was almost impossible, and she didn't have time to find anyone else who wasn't... well, a zombie. So without giving him much chance to reply, she leaned in and dug her fangs into his throat with a moan.

[jakesfitzgerald-blog]

[the-cruel-beauty]

[comedicwerewolf-deactivated2014]

Hey no! Quit pulling on my costume!

[eden-black]

I just... [She groans, the sound of blood coursing through his veins, sending her mind into a blank place. She pulls him closer, fisting the fabric at his chest. Nose grazing his neck, a small moan escapes her] Just... need a little... 

[eden-black]

Want to try that one again, darling?

[christian-slaveidd]

Christian sat up and licked himself off of his lips. He nodded, not trusting himself to speak. He started to stand and thought better of it, crawling towards the bathroom. The wolf was quick about brushing his teeth so he could take some time in the shower. Christian stepped into the hot shower and cleaned up quickly before starting to stroke himself, just the thought of what Eden might do when he got out of the shower. It wasn’t long before he was hard again and he wanted nothing more than to cum right then but he stopped and took a breath. Christian dried off quickly and stepped out of the bathroom, kneeling instantly. 

[eden-black]

As her slave crawled off, she couldn't help but smile to herself. He'd certainly come a long way, her pup. Granted, he was far from perfect, but he'd made progress. Of course, holding the threat of a tiny cage over his head did help matters substantially. She took a second look at her floor before deciding any remnants of cum would be dealt with by the cleaner in the morning. She didn't pay Christian any mind again until she heard the bathroom door opening once more. Then she casually strolled through the apartment and to the hallway where she had the slave kneeling. Seeing him brought a smirk to her lips. Obedience, he'd certainly developed. "That's my good boy," she praised him fondly. "Tell me, what is your purpose in life?"

[alexa--monroe]

[It took a few more moments before Fiona realized it was best to strip for her. After all, she was told good behavior meant less chance of getting hurt. The wolf discards of her clothing, slowly, before she’s left in nothing but her underwear. She stands in silence, her embarrassment very obvious.] 

[eden-black]

I don't think I told you to stop, slave. And you're not done. [she nods towards the slave's underwear] Last chance...

[eden-black]

Want to try that one again, darling?

[phoenix--breyer]

That shouldn’t be necessary…unless you actually want me to make you look hideous, in which case, I’d appreciate knowing before hand.

[eden-black]

Guess you'll just have to wait and find out. [She looks the girl over, smirking] Get to it, darling. I don't have all day. 

[eden-black]

Want to try that one again, darling?

[aspen-steele]

-The idea of her having luck on her side made her smile; still avoiding eye contact- Thank you, Miss.

[eden-black]

What, exactly, are you smiling about, slave?

[eden-black]

I need a fucking drink.

[sweet-facadex]

It took everything she had not to cry out. But she slowly moved her hand from her mouth, giving a slow nod of her head. She hesitantly pulled her arm close to her, cradling it against her. “Y-Y-yes, Miss Ed-den…” She forced out faintly.

[eden-black]

"'Mistress' will do, little witch." Eden instructed. Watching the girl on her knees, the vampire couldn't help the small voice in the back of her mind; the one urging her to keep going. To break the girl. To make her a loyal little pet. The temptation was there. With fingers dancing down Fiamma's jaw, Eden smirked. "I suggest you don't make me remind you again."

[eden-black]

I need a fucking drink.

[sweet-facadex]

She cried softly, sniffling at the bottom of her cell. Fiamma nodded her head slowly— trying her hardest to silence herself. But her arm hurt. Reaching up with her functioning hand, she covered her mouth— heeding the vampire’s warnings.

[eden-black]

"There you go," Eden purred in praise. Her voice had softened, and she reached out to let a few fingers trail through the slave's dark tresses. "Are you going to be a good girl from now on?"

[eden-black]

You know... you really shouldn't be rolling your eyes at people...

[ness-overrin]

I wasn’t staring at you…But whatever. I don’t know what I did to make you so hostile towards me.

[eden-black]

Mmm. Not a big fan of little slaves rolling their little eyes. They might... roll right out of your skull, you see... with a bit of help.