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diondra-grey:

Diondra tried to catch her footing, but gravity had already taken hold and she felt her foot slip off the narrow step. Her heart sunk in sudden fear - pounding away in her chest. She expected a nasty fall, she expected the guards to catch up with her. She expected failure and punishment. But her arm was caught and suddenly her body was level again, pressed against the one who’d caused her unbalance in the first place. She quickly identified him as a vampire and more warning bells went off in the young shewolfs head.

But her main focus was on the guards as a low, quiet growl rumbled in her chest, as if she dared them to come at her again. She glanced down at her arm, where the other still held her still. Diondra wasn’t sure if she trusted this trade off. And yet, she did not move or struggle from his hold. In a sense he had saved her after all.

She glanced up, catching the look in the vampires eyes and then toward the guards - who acted as if she hadn’t just tore parts of them to pieces, Her eyes were locked on their backs as she spoke in a low tone. “Did you want to be next?” Her body was tense beside him.

“I find that highly unlikely.” He furrowed his brows as if the mere thought of her tearing him to shreds had even cross his mind. “They can’t feed you more than minimum in here. You don’t smell like wolfs bane, but you’re definitely not strong enough to take me on.” He gripped her arm tighter, forcing her to look at him. “You’re really not.” Turning, he switched his hand with the other and led her out, and into the court yard. “It’s not wise to escape guards, let alone escape from the cells. You get out of there, you still have to find your way out of the manor, which is tough all on it’s own because this is an island. And with no food in your system? Even worse.”

scarlett-lane:

Embarrassingly enough, when he took hold of her arm she squeaked, but quickly let out a breath and sighed out the nervousness. The gentle kiss to her skin made chill bumps rise across her body, and when his hand rested on her hip she had to remind herself this was basically a business situation, and no need for excitement. “I… Y-Yes. That’s fine. I can hide that spot with a sleeve I believe.”

The second the female had muttered the first syllable of the word ‘yes’, he had opened his mouth wide, fangs piercing the soft skin as he bit down on her arm. After his fangs had popped the skin there, the blood rushed forth, filling his mouth with the sweet coppery taste of fresh, warm blood. The hand on her hip pulled her closer, fingers gripping at her arm as he continued to messily drink the blood she was supplying him with. The sudden rush of energy made him groan in pleasure, and he smiled around the bite.

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“Yes Sir.” She said quietly. She stripped of the little clothing she had on and slowly got down on her knees. Her hands laid flat on her thighs as she kept her eyes on the floor. A blush crept on her cheeks for there was still a bit of innocence within her but she had a feeling that tonight that would be snuffed out.

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Loosening his tie, he watched as she stripped and got down on her knees. He pulled slightly at his trousers before crouching down to her level. Sliding the tie from around his neck, he tied it around her wrists, making a neat bow at the front after having knotted it tight. Hooking his fingers in the now tied tie, he pulled her up and pressed her body against his. “Are you ready?”

diondra-grey:

“Let go of me, you bastard! You worthless fucking - ! I’ll tear you apart! ” Diondra growled as the guard tried to pull her from her cell. Kicking and screaming she would refuse to go any other way as she cocked back a fist and sent it square into his jaw. It was a very human move, but efficient nonetheless. She hadn’t been eating her meals laced with wolfsbane, which meant she wasn’t as weak. But at the same time - she wasn’t eating properly either. Guards underestimated the epic, animalistic sort of fit she could indeed throw. Even if they did manage to drag her off to meet some master or mistress, she intended to make them remember not to pick her again. She just wanted to be free.

Dionda was being dragged through the hall now, the guard sporting gashes and dripping blood from her claws she may have been proud of if she weren’t still in this position. Yanking her wrist from his hold suddenly, she turned as quickly as she could - limbs taking her in the opposite direction and up a flight of stairs.

Sparing a quick glance behind, she ran right smack into a hard chest, her sense running a muck before stumbling back along the stairs as she tried to catch her balance.

@mathiasxmoreau

Mathias had spent his morning alone, per usual, going over business papers as he so often did. He was lonely most of the time, which usually made his trips to the cells more frequent than not. Today was one of those days. Packing away his business for the day, he headed down the cells to pick out a slave to bring back with him for the day to have some fun with. He had just opened the door and was halfway down the stairs when someone rammed into him, causing him to take a step back.

With his vampire instincts kicking in, he lunged forward to catch the arm of his assailant before she went toppling backwards to her death. Looking her over quickly, he noticed she blood on her fingers, and the guards right on her tail. He held up his hand, glancing to the dark haired female in his grip. “I’ll take her.”

The guard furrowed his brow. “But she tried to escape. That’s a punishable offence.”

Mathias turned his eyes to them, pupils growing large. “I said I’m taking her.”

Suddenly, the guards were more compliant, nodding their heads and backing off.

josephinescmmers:

Josephine was surprised by this. The only male that had been completely gentle with her was Nate. Silas didn’t bother and neither did the breaker. They just did what they wanted no matter what she said. “ — Rose.” She whispered. “I’ll use the word rose.” She said quietly and looked into his eyes.

“Rose it is.” He nodded, moving to stand behind the wet bar in his suite. He pulled out a glass and a bottle of bourbon, and poured the liquid into the glass. “Seeing as you follow directions well, I don’t need to tell you to follow my commands.” He returned back to her, sipping at his drink. “Now strip, and get on your knees, hands flat on your thighs.”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett’s eyes widened at his comment, realizing that he clearly had a sexual interest at times when it came to feeding. She never would have figured the two could coincide. However, despite the curiosity, she was not going to just jump this guy and find out if that would be fun. Good Lord, she’d never have the guts to do something so provocative. “Oh… Okay… I’ll uh… strip then.” She watched him scoot and carefully she pulled off her scrubs, tossing them to the bed as she stood awkwardly in her skivvies. “Now what?”

Mathias’ eyes glittered with amusement, watching her carefully as she stripped from her scrubs. Heaven help the poor soul who walked in on them. Things were about to get messy in the most fun way. Reaching out, he took hold of her arm, bringing her upper arm up to his mouth, giving it a gentle kiss while his other hand dropped to her hip. “Is here okay?”

josephinescmmers:

Josephine followed quietly and bit her lip. “Yes Sir.” She said quietly. When he lead her into his room she looked at him with a confused look. “S-Safe word? No one ever asked me that before. They just did what they wanted.” She whispered.

“That’s a shame.” He stated, closing the door to his suite behind them. He locked the door, unwanted guests not having a place here. “I won’t do that here, unless stated by you.” He loosened his tie before taking a breath. “I know your limits, and will not go near them, but if I do anything that pushes you into a place you don’t want to be, you are to use your safe word, and I will stop.” He stood in front of her, staring. “What is your word of choosing?”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett, granted, had not thought of this small issue. Yes, she wanted it somewhere, well not visible, yet she realized at his words, that she would in fact, have to strip in order for this to be accomplished. “I can strip.” She said, nodding. “Uhm, a-all the way stripped?? Or just… uhm… well you tell me what I should do. I’m sure you have a preferred eating method.”

“That I do.” He nodded his head, lips pulled into a smile. “Between the legs of a pretty female while her hands are in my hair. But.” He shrugged. “Circumstances.” Nodding, Mathias moved back ever so slightly so she could move more freely. “So yes, all the way. Naked, bra and panties. Either one, love.”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett couldn’t help the small smile that formed when he called her pretty. She was weak when it came to someone using flattery. “I’ve seen lots of pretty corpses.” She said softly. “Okay. You can do it, but can it be somewhere not visible? I mean, I can’t have a professional job with what will basically look like a really jacked hickie on my neck.” She said with a soft, albeit nervous laugh.

“Great.” He smiled, happy that she had accepted. It seemed a few kind words were enough to get her to open up, at least a little bit. At the request of the bite being somewhere that wasn’t visible had him furrowing his brows. “There’s no where really invisible when you wear scrubs.” He plucked at the sleeve of her top, raising his once furrowed brow. “Unless you’re not opposed to stripping so I can find a suitable place.”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett walked backward as he came closer, but the bed, of course, stopped her from escape. His words had her bite her lip. “I-I, well, if I like it and want you to keep doing it, then obviously we’ll both get carried away and then I’m drained of blood, and that means death, and I very much prefer to stay alive tonight.” When she was nervous she rambled, and ramble she did. “I- you see, Sir…” Her eyes shot open at his touch, staring up at him with wide, doe like eyes. “A l-little?? That’s like what? A drop, a gram, a quart, because you know too much and I’m on the floor dead.” She let out an exasperated breath. “I-I mean, I g-guess you can, it’s not like I can run from you at this point, you’d be far faster than I, since I’m no track star.”

Her rambling, the way her voice shook as she tried to think of excuses on how to get out of the current situation, it all made him smile. When she called him Sir, a certain fire lit inside him, cause his thumb to press against the hallow behind her ear. “I’ve been alive for 431 years, love. I know when enough is enough. I don’t leave behind bodies, it’s not sanitary, and it’s bad for me. Besides, I don’t want to kill you. You’re too pretty.”

josephinescmmers:

Josephine felt happy that he chose her, she had been in the cell for a few days and was getting anxious. She didn’t fight like she usually would and let the guard put the collar and leash on her. “Josephine, Sir.” She said quietly.

“Josephine. Lovely name.” He offered her a smile, taking the leash that was handed to him, before leading her up the stairs. “My name is Mathias. You may call me Sir, or Master, I don’t care which you choose.” He turned his head slightly, catching only a glimpse of her. “Don’t be so shy.” Pushing open the door, he allowed her to go first. “What are your safe words? Or do you need me to provide you with one? “

scarlett-lane:

The fangs made her more curious than scared. She’d yet to see a pair so close. Curious things vampires were… “O-Oh…” She finally breathed out. Her eyes darted to look down at his chest, anything, anywhere but his eyes. Truth be told, she was a wimp. The idea of being bitten sounded like a painful mess, but truth be told, she felt, well, bad. He was hungry. “W-Well, I mean…” She glanced up at him, but back to his chest once more. He was too close to make this comfortable. “I… I probably taste bad.” She mumbled out. “I mean, I don’t eat very healthy, literally had grilled cheeses all week, and that’s a lot of butter, and I drink a lot of sodas, and… and…” She clasped her hands together and against her chest. “And I’m afraid.” She whispered out as she squeezed her eyes shut jus so she didn’t have to look at him any longer. She could hear her friends ‘bawk bawk’ing at her in her head.

“So the blood has a little butter on top, i’m not too picky on how it tastes, as long as it’s fresh, warm.” He smiled, pressing closer to her, directing her around until the back of her legs would hit the edge of the bed. “Are you afraid of the pain? I heard it’s quite nice if you let yourself really feel it. Or are you afraid of liking it and want more?” He cocked his head to the side. “There is a difference in the taste of blood, actually. Both taste good to me.” He reached out, brushing his thumb against her neck. “I only need a little, I’ll stop.”

josephinescmmers:

“Blood play, choke play, knife play, anything extremely violent Sir.” She whispered. “But I still can take it rough.” Her doe eyes looked to his hand holding her wrist before locking with his again.

Being a vampire, blood play was always something he loved doing, but it wasn’t going to effect his decision, as most of the time, the slaves weren’t much into blood play. He nodded his head, straightening while he turned to the guard.

“I’ll be taking her for the night.” The guard nodded, closing and locking the cell door behind them.

“What is your name?”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett was going to apologize, though in all honesty, it wasn’t her fault that the blood was cold. Before she could speak though, he was up and far too close to her. She let out a small squeak as his hand went to her throat, but let out a shaky breath when it darted to the curtain. However yanking said curtain made her visibly shudder. She wasn’t scared, she tried to tell herself that, but past experiences made her a rather jumpy woman. “I-I-I…” She couldn’t form words as he looked at her and spoke. Taking a moment to calm down, knowing her heart was beating out of her chest, she finally steeled herself…. well, at least enough to form sentences. “I c-can’t just give you a person to bite, that would violate so many laws.” Her naive nature didn’t catch the hint he was throwing.

“Funny.” He smiled at her, fangs flashing as he did. “I don’t recall asking for a random body.” He inhaled, taking in her scent, watching as the vein in her neck jumped under her racing pulse. It was tempting to take what he wanted, biting her now, but adrenaline laced blood and screaming wasn’t his thing. If he had his way, he’d be biting and drinking at her inner thighs while she moaned from pleasure. But that also wasn’t a possibility. “You’re here. I’m here. And I need blood.”

josephinescmmers:

Josephine was curled up in her cot when she heard the guards walking through. She looked to her cell gate and locked eyes with the Master. When the gate was open she stood up slowly. Her eyes stayed on his as she walked over to him like he ordered. She stayed quiet but did not lose eye contact.

He knew he had chosen right when she had walked to him without a peep, maintaining eye contact as she did. “Good girl.” He smiled, reaching down to her arm. Taking her wrist in his hand, he turned it out to see the branding on her wrist. It wasn’t fresh, which means she’d been in here for a while. All the better. “What are your limits?” He asked, letting her wrist go to once again maintain eye contact.

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett curiously glanced at the man for a moment, and he seemed to be doing the same to her, which made her flustered. Being watched made her nervous. “Oh, yeah, right. About that.” She swallowed, thinking for a moment. “I’m sure we have blood bags, probably in the fridge near the OR, or in the supply room, but uh, they wont be warm. We have to keep them chilled or you know, the blood would coagulate and be useless to the people we have to give it to.” She blinked, looking down to the ground for a moment before back to him once more. “But if you are fine with the chilled bags, I can go scrounge them up for you and let you eat til your hearts content.”

“That’s a shame.” He wrinkled his nose at the thought off having to drink chilled blood. It had a different consistency, different taste, and although it gave him the nourishment he needed, it definitely didn’t satisfy him, or his need to hunt. Mathias stood then, moving close to her, their bodies almost touching. He raised his hand as if to place it on her neck, but instead moved past her and grabbed the curtain behind her. Giving it a firm yank, he isolated them from the rest of the clinic before looking back to her. If it came to compulsion, he’d do it, but he had faith in his own persuasion. “Please? I need fresh blood. And whats more fresh, than straight from the source?”

scarlett-lane:

Scarlett wasn’t supposed to be at the counter. In fact, she was never good at the whole admissions thing. She was good at doing the poking and prodding. However, the current admissions girl was busy taking a far too long piddle break, and one could only assume at this point she either fell in, or was on her phone for the fourth time today arguing with her boyfriend. Tragic couple, but apparently his cock made up for all the bullshit he put her through. Scarlett didn’t understand it, and she was glad she didn’t stick with her abusive ex.

Her train of thought was broken when a man in sunglasses approached the counter. She looked him over, realizing what his request meant and she nodded. “Oh, okay. Uhm…” She glanced around all the paper work then attempted to mess with the computer, but it was all Greek to her. “Let me just…” She didn’t want to make him wait on the girl who knew how to admit him properly. “You know what, just come with me.” She motioned with her hand to be followed as she began down a long hall to a room where she patted the bed. “Have a seat, Sir.”

Pushing off from the counter, Mathias followed the brunette down the hall, eventually taking a seat on the lumpy hospital bed. Truth be told, he didn’t really want to stay. He wanted to down the blood as fast as he could and go back home. But seeing as the nurse wasn’t wasn’t too hard on the eyes, and she seemed flustered already, he could have a little fun before leaving.

“You never answered my question. From before?” He glanced up at her, running a hand over his mouth. Do you have blood bags, or?” He raised a brow. “You know, fresh warm blood is good for the heart, they say.”

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