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rhettkelley‌:

Rhett had returned to his cot in the hopes of getting a quick nap; he’d already blown one master that morning, hopefully getting him out of having to do anything more later. The man in the cot beside him was new, however; usually there was a werewolf that slept next to him that snored like crazy. “Nothing, just wondering what happened to the other guy…” Rhett said casually when the other man finally spoke up.

It did catch Henbane by surprise that someone would come up to him and start some small talk, in a place like this, he thought it was impressive, or unbelievably sad, that someone has gotten so comfortable. The Griffin could have just ignored the other slave but even in this state, he thought it was rather rude, especially when some “normal” interaction was desperately needed by the bigger creature. “If it’s some wolf, I’m pretty sure he’s plotting my demise since the same one came passing by this bed a couple times and tried to scare me with his glare and let me tell ya’, it did not work at all.”

[thronelessprince-alexius]

Midnight Snack

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thronelessprince-alexius‌:

“Aww but you ear them so well. It is as if fate created you just to live the rest of your days in chains.” He mused as he reached up and took hold of the slave’s collar, pulling him down a bit as height wasn’t exactly a gift of the vampires. While he was full in a sense Alexius’ thirst was never ending and only shortly satisfied. It took much control and restraint to manage avoiding sucking every creature in his sight drive. A long method of trail and error that often left him having to restaff his entire castle whenever the hunger took him over. Luckily he had the witches in his service there to retrain him before he went too far. But they weren’t here and Alexius was starting to feel that itch again. “Your a big one. More full than my last appetizer…” He snickered. “…I am sure you will last longer if I tried to drain you dry too.”

“I’m sure sensing some bias in that comment, sir,” Henbane replied with evident sarcasm in his tone. “So who’s to say that your opinion is true?” Even in the situation, the Griffin would always have a sharp tongue, never backing down despite how often they would make him submit. But even though he did try to fight against the rule of the Vampires, Henbane was easily brought down to the man’s eye level, the lack of his powers and the injured state he was currently making it an easy task. He let out a muffled growl of pain when he was forced to meet the vampire's gaze, feeling his blood boil like it usually has for the past month. “Is that a jab at my weight?” Henbane growled with his sarcastic comments. “And I’m sure you won’t have a good time if most of my blood is outside of my body instead of inside. It sure would be great if a handsome blonde who had the ability to take off my collar would do so for his enjoyment.”

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kitty-roxy‌:

Roxy took a step back as the other slave got out of the bed and soon approached him “I-…I don’t think I’ve ever given him a blowjob…” he mumbled more to himself as he looked away. “Well…I’m better in bed then you!” he squeaked out, trying his best to think of comebacks. 

“I’m pretty he doesn’t ever want one from you, you’ll give him only teeth, or the more likely scenario, throw up on it. And since you’re not that good to look at, why only make a bigger mess with you even attempting.” Henbane didn’t care if he was getting under the other’s skin, he had the audacity to come at him like he owned the fucking place, so he better toughen up. He was quick to grab him by the collar of the shirt and pull him close. “You must be outta your damn mind if you ever think an unimportant spec of dust is better in bed than me,” he growled through gritted teeth.

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kitty-roxy‌:

Roxy winced a little at the man’s harsh words “Tsk tsk, with a tongue like that, no master will even look at you” He huffed before sticking his tongue out at the slave “Break my neck and my master will break yours. Sounds like a good deal” 

“Actually, my tongue will be what get’s me out of here actually, who wouldn’t want beard burn as they’re being eaten. I can already tell you’re the type to bitch when you give a blow job. Seriously, your master hates himself.” Henbane got out of his bed, stretching himself out for a minute before making his way to the other slave. “That’s fine, I’ll be doing some good exterminating a pest like you from the world.”

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kitty-roxy‌:

Roxy smirked “This coming from someone who’s still in the undercroft, victim to anyone and everyone. My master protects me, no one will protect you” he scoffed before rolling his eyes “I’d be surprised if you ever get claimed, scum” he hissed

“I’m honestly surprised anyone hates themselves enough to claim you, actually. I’m already getting an ulcer and I’ve only known you for a minute. And talk about having no taste whatsoever. By the gods, you’re disgusting to look at, you look like a dried up cum stain,” Henbane said matter-of-factly, his green eyes scrutinizing the slave in front of him. “Pray and hope I don’t because the first thing I’ll do is break your little neck.”

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alvarro-ofthesun‌:

“I can assure you, old friend, my blood has not changed who I am,” he responded back, his tone stone cold and stern. It was a topic he was still quite touchy about, especially when confronted by someone who knew him before, at his purest. Being a royal faerie, a creature who revelled in his pure light magic, having that light tainted, it took years for him to adjust to it. He could understand why someone he’d been so close to, felt almost offended at the change. “I wish I could say that this happened to me against my will, but it didn’t,” he admitted sharply. While there was more to the story, he didn’t feel as if telling it to the entire Undercroft was wise. it wasn’t any of their business. “I have a place to tell you to calm down if it’ll save your ass. What do you think will happen when I leave?” He gestured to the guards, as if they couldn’t even hear. “I’m sure Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumbass over here would gladly step back in and continue whatever… discipline they had been planning before I arrived.” He noticed the griffin attempting to stand, and on instinct he moved to help him, grabbing the blond’s hand. “It’s me, Bane. Stop fighting.”

Henbane remained quiet, not very convinced by that statement. Yes, the man still behaved the way he always did, but the obvious shift and power and where he stood in this hierarchy did not please him one bit, especially when Alvarro admitted that it was something he did on his own terms. "Thank you for your concern, or whatever, but those fucking idiots will continue whatever they’re doing no matter how I behave. So I’ll rather say what I want to say even if it means getting an extra whipping.” Henbane flashed a glare at the two of them, making sure they heard what they had to say, his pride always making his life more difficult than it should have been. “The only way I’ll ever get a break would be having a master rent me or however they do it here, but the problem is, I’m not their type, they like little and annoying twinks. I’m too big.” If he were being honest, Henbane didn’t expect the master to help him stand up, he knew that was his friend, but with the anger, he had over vampires, he thought it would have changed Alvarro. Obviously not, but of course, he wasn’t going to admit that just yet. He held onto his shoulders until he can finally stand up, but even then it wasn’t that easy with the wounds on his back. “Fine, whatever you say.”

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bold - applies always. italic - applies sometimes

✧ INCLINATIONS/HABITS:

is submissive | is dominant | prefers to top | prefers to bottom | likes to switch | identifies as heterosexual | identifies as homosexual | identifies as bisexual | identifies as pansexual | identifies as demisexual | identifies as asexual | enjoys sex with men |enjoys sex with women | enjoys sex with multiple people at one time | initiates | waits for partner to initiate | spits | swallows | prefers sex in the morning | prefers sex at night| prefers sex any time | no sex drive | low sex drive | average sex drive | high sex drive | hypersexual

✧ BODY/APPEARANCE:

small build | medium build | athletic build | muscular build | curvy build | voluptuous build | wears boxer briefs | wears lingerie | goes ‘commando’ | shaves/waxes | doesn’t shave/wax | cup size a-c | cup size d-f | 1-5" in length | 6-9" in length | 10" or over in length

✧ SOUNDS:

is silent/makes little to no sounds | is very quiet | is very loud | grows in volume over time | bites hand/partner/pillow to muffle themselves | calls out partner’s name | curses | fakes/exaggerates | prefers a quiet partner | prefers a loud partner | is turned on by dirty talk | is turned off by dirty talk

✧ TURN-ONS/KINKS:

having their hands pinned | pinning their partner’s hands | having their hair pulled | pulling their partner’s hair | being watched (by their partner) | being watched (by a third party) | watching their partner | receiving oral | giving oral | calling their partner ‘daddy’ | being called ‘daddy’ | giving praise | receiving praise | biting/marking | being bitten/marked | spanking | being spanked | teasing | being teased | having toys used on them | using toys on their partner | giving anal | receiving anal | choking | being choked | dirty talk | being tied up | tying their partner up | being worshiped | worshiping their partner | humiliating | being humiliated | degrading | being degraded | knife play | blood play | being pegged | pegging worshiping

[thronelessprince-alexius]

Midnight Snack

There were some comforts that Alexius was missing from his own castle. The servants on call that would wait at his door for whenever he needed a feeding. Spoiled in a sense he knew he could still acquire what he needed from the pin the slaves were kept but the effort would take some getting used to. And so he slid from the silk comfort of his sheets and ventured down to the Undercroft, not bothering to dress himself. After witnessing some run completely naked through the halls he figured he was almost overdressed.

He reached the Undercroft, paid for a slave and brought him no further than the Common Room to satisfy his need. Alexius never cared that he had an audience, for feeding or other pleasures. He took his fill of the slave and opereleased him to fall to the floor before the creatures heart started to slow. “I imagine someone will clean this up.” Leaving the slave alive was another new experience when feeding but he wasn’t about to carry him back to the cell he pulled him from.

Stepping out of the Undercroft entrance as he wiped the stain of blood from his lips that dripped to his chest he bumped into an unfamiliar face. Granted all were still strangers to him as he had yet to make formal introductions. “Forgive me. I usually dress more appropriately for dinner.” He smirked.

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Hair pulling. That sure was a new way of being forced to wake up and pulled out of bed. It made the dragon-witch scream as he struggled to get up, feeling some of his gorgeous auburn locks being pulled out of his scalp. He was a mess fumbling around but he finally managed to get on his two feet before the guards slammed him against the nearest wall, forcing his arms behind his back before they placed the chains on him. Henbane didn’t understand why he needed all of this, usually, they would just drag him from one end of the Undercroft to the other and punish him in the playroom, but instead, he was being taken to the entrance of the dungeon and upstairs. Being in that dimly lit place for a few weeks now and not being taken out took a toll on the slave when he was met with the bright lights of the castle, almost blinding him. He couldn’t see a damn thing, but all he could hear was a little smug voice right beside him. “And I usually don’t have any chains on or a magical collar around my neck, so I guess you’re good,” he said with obvious sarcasm.

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scorpiushargreaves‌:

The guards had a hold of the Wendigo by each elbow, while his white hands remained bound by the wrists in front of him. He was naked and drenched in cold water from head to toe from where the guards had blasted him. It was the only time so far that the creature had been taken from his isolation booth. The two men either side of him seemed to very begrudgingly be in his presence— not an unjustified attitude given that the cannibal had gutted and killed one of their colleagues a few months previous.

There were thick, jagged scars that ran across each and every joint of Wendigo’s fair body, healing, but not as fast as a spirit should. His lip was bust on one side, cheeks more hollow than once before, but still undeniably beautiful.

The guards exhaled heavily as they pushed him onto one of the cots, understandably nervous to let the thing out of isolation.

Scorpius tilted his head as he watched the bloodied man try to cover himself with blankets. “Who’s blood is that?” The cannibal smiled, an odd mix of terrible sin and innocence mashed together. “Did you kill someone too?”

“My own,” he answered, worried more on the blankets than on the person who thought the dragon-witch was in any mood to socialize. Henbane continued struggled with the blankets, trying to bring them over his head but if he did, his feet were out in the cold air. He was obviously too big for this. Suddenly, he pushed them away from and gave the other a confused look. The other slave was beautiful but also, it looked as if they were starving him as well. “If I were to kill someone else again, I’m sure they would euthanize me this time. I ain’t worth the struggle they put up... or so I have heard them say between each other.”

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alvarro-ofthesun‌:

Alvarro had no idea what went on the depths of the undercroft, he had no idea what conditions the slaves were kept under, nor did he think to care all that much. He had chosen to ignore the less than savory aspects of the castle, to focus on the luxury of it all, the part they wanted to show. It was why he avoided venturing down to the slave’s quarters in the first place. So naturally, when he saw Bane sitting in his cage, he hadn’t realized just how much pain the other was in, how angry he was, until it had been too late. His eyes widened at the harsh, words, a bit taken aback, considering the two of them had always been on good terms, great terms in fact. “It’s good to see you too, old friend,” was all he could say in response at first.

“I’m not exactly sure what I did to earn this… ire of yours, but I’d like to start this over,” he finally replied, urging the guards to open up the cage. “I haven’t come to fight with you, Bane. Ease off the attitude,” when he stepped closer he saw the black eye, the bruises, clearly he’d just been through an ordeal. “How did you of all creatures end up here?”

“You being a Vampire, is more than enough reason to be a bitter ass dragon, but let’s not forget the fact I have been enslaved for a few years now and punished for months.” Henbane didn’t even move when Alvarro had the guards open the cage for him, his pride was obviously in the way, but the exhaustion didn’t allow him to move too much anymore. “Please, I don’t think you have any place to tell the one who’s caged and tortured to calm down.” All he could do was look up at the master when moved in closer, hating the feeling of vulnerability and inferiority to him. He looked and still behaved like the person he knew, but the other being a vampire hybrid now made him feel as if he was betrayed. “Is that your way of making me feel better, Apollo?” he said under his breath, trying his best to stand up. 

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kitty-roxy‌:

Roxy looked over the man as he bloodied up the covers. “That’s gross…” he grumbled as he crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. “My master definitely wouldn’t want a bloody mess.” He huffed as he moved a little closer to Henbane and raised a brow “And those curls…Just make you look greasy…” he scoffed in a sassy tone as he flipped his hair out of his eyes. “Tsk tsk, it looks like theres no slaves good enough for my master…Well except me” he purred

Henbane could feel his eyes roll to the back of his head when he heard whoever was making those snide comments. He knew the best thing to do was ignore him but the hybrid had a smart and couldn’t do much about it. So when he heard the little shit talk about no one being good enough but him, Bane was quick to come out of the covers and stare at the man who had the audacity to talk to him the way he was. But when he finally got a look of the other person who was standing too close to him, he began to laugh uncontrollably. “By the god’s, your master must have some shitty ass standards to think you’re the best. He’s doing no one a favor inflating the ego of an overgrown abortion like you. So don’t you ever fucking say you’re good enough because you’re clearly not.”

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In the darkness of his cell, Henbane fiddled with the leather of his collar. He could feel the magic that canceled his own radiating from it and it pissed him off knowing what spell was being used against. The dragon-witch couldn’t do anything about in this state. “Well... What if I get...” he thought out loud before some of the guards opened the cell door and forcibly pulled him out of it. Did they know what he was trying to do? But before Henbane was about to fight back, he was tossed onto what appeared to be a bed made for the slaves. “You have a couple hours out here, make the best of it.” They said to him, and right as they were walking away, Henbane was quick to pull the shabby covers over him, probably bloodying them up until he felt someone looking at him. “What now?”

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Alvarro had planned to avoid the Undercroft for as long as possible. While he knew what the castle was, and what it did, he tried to separate himself from the darker and more depressing aspects of it, such as the dungeon filled with slaves. As it so happened, however, hew as tired relying on the third party to find his slaves for him. While some of the slaves sent to his room were impressive, he didn’t like the hit or miss of it all. If you wanted something done right, after all.

The former sun god sauntered through the halls of the undercroft, honey brown eyes scanning the cells with little interest. It was the scent that hit him first. A potent, exotic, magical musk that tickled his senses. He got goosebumps. There were a lot of slaves in the dungeon with many different scents, but the one that caught his attention was a familiar one. The scent of a griffin, a creature he’d been quite familiar with in his past, but it couldn’t have been the same one. He followed his nose to the back cell, and nearly stopped dead in his tracks. It took a beat for him to compose himself as he walked to the doorway of the cell. “I can’t leave you alone for a few hundred years, can I?” he quipped, trying to make light of the situation. “I have to say, dungeon chic is a good look for you.”

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“See, life is much easier if you comply,” some guards mocked as they tossed Henbane back to his cell after they had some fun with him. The hybrid was too exhausted to fight back, only wiping his wet lips with his forearm, falling down to the floor and leaning his whipped back against the cold stone wall. Even with the collar, Henbane was capable of enduring pain, but day after day of constant punishment, it was finally getting to him. All he wanted to do was rest, and he might have gotten some if it wasn’t for the man the man who stood in front of him. He usually ignored whoever walked up to his cell, but this one was different.

The familiarity of the voice brought back life to the man who was an empty husk at this point, but when he caught the vampiric sent exuding from the other person, Henbane became angry rather than nostalgic. “Do you think this is funny to you, Apollo?” Henbane mumbled, shooting a glare from his green and the swollen black eye. “But I’m not surprised you would say that, and I’m not so shocked that you have become those undead bastard, you traitorous snake. You always did gloat that you did top, I guess this is the closest you’ll ever get to that, huh?”

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