Jax had been invited to a neighboring Kingdom to visit the large castle at a social function. She was to meet a friend of hers there and enjoy a day of events and festivities. However, she did not find her friend when she got there. She instead roamed about the big castle, looking around the new renovations and meeting a few new friends. When she strolled down the stairs, one staircase after another, the rooms changed a bit from exquisitely decorated to cold stone and steal. There were men using the girls in horrid sorts of ways. She tried to stay in the shadows to not be seen and attempted not to stare as she kept going down the long corridors, getting more lost along the way.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): wanders about the castle, seemingly aimlessly, before catching sight of the woman. Following after her at a rather leisurely pace
JaxAddiction: walks about the castle, wondering from place to place.. a little nervous and a little lost being she's never been here before.. catches sight of a few that seem to close for comfort and she walks quickly in search for a way out.
JaxAddiction: Excuse me... I was just passing through
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): smirks to himself as, she seemed about as lost as he was... perhaps even more-so.... figuring the chances were good she'd walk herself into a dead end.... just as she had moments later... taking the moment to approach her, a wolfish grin upon his lips "Well hello there darlin‘.... an interesting place to find a little lovely like you skulking about" his tone playful
JaxAddiction: backs up a couple step and then steps to the right of him, smiling... he looks friendly enough... in a place such as this.. "I was looking around and it seems I got myself kinda turned around.. I was just heading back the way I came. I didn't realize I was heading into a place with so many cells."
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): his grin grows a bit... stepping slightly to the side so as to stay directly in front of her. Watching her a moment longer before moving forward a step "And how did you find your way to a castle... let alone a castle's dungeon, I wonder..." he muses aloud... intending to stop only just in front of her
JaxAddiction: looks around in back of her.. no where to step back to with being in a cell herself and now he doesn't seem as friendly as he blocks her way and stepping directly in front of her. "I was invited by a friend and had come but my friend isn't here, not that I can find and somehow ran into here.. but I need to go back upstairs... this isn't a place I should have seen maybe.. maybe I wondered too far"
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): simply stares down at her with an intense gaze. Yet despite his focused appearnce, he was scarcely listening to a thing she said... though he did rather enjoy the way those full lips of her' parted time and again... Letting his eyes slowly drop from her face to her generous display of cleavage... not even bothering with subtlety of the trail his gaze dropped. His hand reaching out to graze along the tops of her breasts, along the trail of where flesh hid beneath fabric. "A friend hmm? and they simply stood you up to wander aimlessly into a castle to find your way into a nice little prison?" he finally said after a drawn out silence
JaxAddiction: ((lol... I was literally checking out the dungeon area and rounded the corner and seen you.. scared me in rl! I walked around you and seen you following and my heart raced.. thought I might have lost you after I tp'd in here.. but glad I didn't))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((hehe, well when ya tp'd here... was really just a few meters down from where ya sought to escape me from))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((though that room did seem to have a few interesting... features))
JaxAddiction: words trail off after she sees that he is looking over her body. She looks past him and sees that there is no one else down here but him and her and she becomes very nervous. His hands come toward her and near her breasts and she takes a step back in shock and fear. "What are you doing? Please.. excuse me.. I really must be going now."
JaxAddiction: ((yes it did, very interesting.. I only made it that far from you? lol))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): manages to only just graze her supple flesh before she steps back... but moving along with her... intending to shepherd her back into the cell to his right. "Are you certain? we could explore the rest of this place together, you know..." he speaks, a teasing sort of undertone in the voice... but with a wolfish grin upon his lips... as if a lion circling a wounded gazelle, getting ready to pounce. A hand reaches out once again to graze along her flesh... if for no other reason than to more effectively manipulate her movements to the direction he wanted...
JaxAddiction: takes a couple more steps back, looking behind her she knows she cannot back up anymore with being backed up in the cell. Her heart beats faster and her hands begin to shake, afraid and panicking, she tries to grab onto on the bars to steady herself. She sees his hand again coming towards her chest and she backs up again, clumsily inside the cell door now,, still holding tightly the one cell bar. She speaks now with a choppy voice "We could... yes.. let's ugh, explore the castle.. please... please don't touch me!"
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): laughs a bit sinisterly, his voice becoming soft, and quiet... almost chillingly so... were it not for the quiet, and the particular sort of acoustics in the room, one might have had to strain to hear him. "Yes lets..." he says... making as if to move back.... only to smile ever wider, displaying white teeth. "But first... why don’t we explore this particular cell a bit more... thoroughly hmm?" stepping forward again towards her... "As for touching you... why not? Such warm, smooth skin... hard to resist..... and what happens if I tug on this?" he continued... once again reaching out to run fingers over her lovely mounds... a bit more insistently, before hooking fingers under the knot keeping the top together... tugging teasingly then upon the string.... in all likeliness, were she to once again step back, she may do little more than help him tug upon the bow knot of her blouse...
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((curiosity is killin me.... ignore as I play with the cell... if ya have RLV, may get caught, but will release ya if asked, or unless I decide to play into it in RP))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((.... oops))
JaxAddiction: stands perfectly still, watching him intently, his eyes do not match the tone in his voice. She looks down the eerily dark hallway again and still no one in sight. She listens to his words and a chill runs up her back, his tone is what scares her the most. She goes to speak but when he reaches and touches her again she instinctively takes a step back without thinking and ends up inside the cell, the string on her top pulled and she grabs at his hand and her top to stop it from falling open but fails. "Please stop this.. I want out and you to leave me alone.. please now.. please move out of my way." She protests and begs while trying to pull her top back together.
JaxAddiction: ((lol... I don't mind.. I have no idea what all these cells can do))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((don;t seem to have any bow chicka wow wow scripts... guess a place for mass slave holding? Not big on RLV personally.... can usually get the job done with proper RP alone))
JaxAddiction: ((I'm cracking up over here, oh your funny)) I'm good with whatever you would like, but don't shoot me if I attempt to run))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): smiles as the blouse pulls apart once untied, revealing her beautiful breasts... Taking a moment to enjoy the sight as she scrambled back, trying to pull the bit of cloth back to hide those round mounds.... Licking his lip and staring at her a moment before once again moving towards her... whether she backed up of her own accord, or he had to push her... she'd more likely than not, find herself more or less pinned against the back wall of the cell... his large hands moving to yank the bit of fabric, formerly offering her a bit of modesty, from her delicate hands. "Oh no... we are far from finished here my dear... and the touching you has only just begun." yhe continued in that same tone... hand moving to trail up her taut stomach to climb up her pert tit... The other moving to wander up to her neck, before attempting to grab a nice fistful of hair...
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((XD pfft... max ain;t generally a big gun lover... though there's a combat sim where he may make an exception, if ever get to RPing there..... he's more liable to use hair as a leash, or grab ya by the throat... twist an arm.... etc.... if she manages to escape his grasp in general... he'll just enjoy hunting her down as any true predator would..... XD ))
JaxAddiction: backs up against the wall and she screams, the shrill of her voice radiating off the stone walls as he tears her top from her body. She grabs his wrists to try and control them but he's too strong, one hand already on her tit and the other raises to grab her hair. She pushes against his chest instead, using the support of the wall to strengthen her push and she manages to push him back far enough to get past him although it seems she might have lost some hair. Grabbing the bars and attempting to pull the door open but she can't. She screams again hoping someone will hear her.
JaxAddiction: ((Smiling.... dully noted))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): Blinked as she managed to push him away just far enough to squeeze out from between him and the wall... Though as she rushes to the cell door.... that had apparently shut of it's own accord after he'd stepped in.... rather trapping both of them... he tries to yank her by the hair, only to keep hold of a few strands, as the rest of the silken locks slip from his grip. Cringing at her sharp screams... he moves up behind her, a large, strong hand moving to her neck.. squeezing just enough, so as to make any sort of sound making painful, and perhaps breathing take just a bit more effort. "Now, that is enough of that god-awful screeching" he said, intending to pull her back against him, leaning down to half whisper into her ear
[2014/09/29 01:18] Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): (( :P, not gettin out that easily XD))
[2014/09/29 01:18] JaxAddiction: ((lol... I was thinking of making a run for it))
[2014/09/29 01:19] Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): teehee... hence why I re-trapped us.... though yes, would have been fun just to track ya down to a more.... interesting area... but perhaps may still let ya... XD... have ((the day off tomorrow so have no particular deadline for finishing))
[2014/09/29 01:20] Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((think i may have to invest in a new poseball hud for the less willing participants... as the one featured in my ding dong hud is more for the lovey dovey types))
[2014/09/29 01:22] JaxAddiction: ((oh my goodness your funny... so I wonder.. are you more evil or more lovey dovey?))
[2014/09/29 01:23] Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((well... what is worse.. the one who takes you screaming and just brutally uses you... or the one that forces you to actually enjoy being taken against your will??))
JaxAddiction: gasps for air as she feels his large hands around her slender neck and her screaming comes to a dead halt. She reaches for his hands but she can't remove them and she panics even more, she becomes very still in his hands and suddenly quiet as she tries to breath the best she can.
JaxAddiction: ((worse is screaming and just brutally uses me... better would be the latter of the two... but that doesn't answer my question about you..))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): presses her against the bars from behind... continuing to speak softly into her ear in that chillingly calm tone... Even as his free hand moves around her to once again rest comfortably upon her breast... cupping and feeling the perfect bit of flesh. "sshh... now that's a good girl... you see, if you make unpleasant noises, like screaming, you will find life in this moment becomes particularly less comfortable than perhaps it already is." his voice never faltering, or giving any sense of emotion, as if they were simply speaking of weather, or ordering pizza.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((Why do I have to be one or the other? The whole point of Max here is.... he's a creature of mood. Entirely neutral... if perhaps somewhat chaotic in nature.... If something is in it for him, he's as likely to be charming as pleasant, as he is to be charming and.... unpleasant.... if someone angers him... he can be singularly sadistic...))
JaxAddiction: feels his hand on her flesh, her breast molding into his hand. She listens to him, not being able to tell if he's angered or hostile or just taking advantage of this situation. She holds still and continues to shallowly breath while her body is held, pinned between him the bars. She manages to look down and see that the bar door is being pushed forward and with a quick glance down she can tell if she pushes it any further forward that this old door would unlatch.. biding her time she dares not upset him... for the moment
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((now... if evil is the sort that Just beats the shit out of his victims as he rapes them.... then, no I suppose max is not evil, at least not THAT kind. He doesn’t see the value in marring, or destroying beauty, beyond what is required to get what he wants. Which is why he prefers choking, hair pulling, and various other methods of restraint and submission, rather than hitting and bruising))
JaxAddiction: ((that is good to know.. and your methodology is much better than a beating. More of a mind fuck.. and in the end isn't that one reason we are here and enjoy what we enjoy? I like you already))
[2014/09/29 01:39] Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): (( Indeed... why destroy the body, when you can bend, and perhaps even own the mind?? Or at the very least confuse the mind, by seducing the body...))
[2014/09/29 01:39] JaxAddiction: ((I couldn't agree more))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): smiles as she fails to resist... though quite certain she was far from ready to fully submit... but at the least she seemed to more fully grasp her situation. The hand on her tit squeezing almost gently, as forefinger began trailing lazy, feather light circles about the tender nipple... "Good, that's better isn;t it?" he asked rhetorically... the grip on her neck loosening somewhat... though large hand remaining around her neck... as much to keep control of her, as it was there to remind her of his words before.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((I do tend to get a kick out of the whole process of the body succumbing, while the rational the mind fights to remain in control))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((hence why it is rare for max to actually fuck a victim, until they have quite readily begged him to))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((pleasure... though requiring a bit more patience... can be just as powerful a tool for compliance, as pain.... and often can be just as torturous))
[2014/09/29 01:47] JaxAddiction: nods her head the best she can, very gently and stays silent. She feels his hand so close to her nipple, her skins breaks out into tiny goosebumps and she she can feels her nipples tighten into little round bumps. She keeps her hands over top of his hand on her throat, entwining her little fingers the best she can between his large fingers and her throat, slowly.. gently.
\JaxAddiction: ((you.. dear Max.. are a rare kidnapper/Dom.. I can't begin to tell you what I go through when all I want is someone like you.. I think most of us girls want what you do.. end up putting up with something we don't want))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): chuckles to himself... more internally than vocally, as he feels her dainty fingers wandering up his hand... feeling as she seems to try to ever so subtly seek the required leverage to break from his grasp. And for the moment, he allows it... making no move to again tighten his grip... rather allowing for an illusion of hope.... Meanwhile feeling her nipple harden in his hand. Forefinger and thumb teasingly pinch the sensitive nub as it erects. After a time he finally lets his hands fall from her puckered nipple, instead trailing fingertips slowly southbound... once more down her slim stomach.. to the waistline of her belts/skirt.... moving to slip under. Pulling her against him a bit, even as he pins her, so as to allow her to feel the growing bulge straining beneath his pants
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((Likely why most those I RP with, tend to want to have a story line, and repeat performances.... though I honestly don't consider myself a Dom or w/e.... I simply enjoy playing this way.... though I have been muted at least once... and somewhat recently... because someone had mistaken, or rather made assumptions, as to my intent, as apparently they had a strict 'no flirt RP' policy..... Then there are those that prefer far more rough hands than mine when being abducted... *shrugs* can;t please everyone right?))
JaxAddiction: ((thats true.. everyone has different tastes but I like yours))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((thanks *winks*))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): ((oy!))
[2014/09/29 02:03] JaxAddiction: feels the pinch on her nipple and makes a rather-ed squeaky sound, her fingers wrapping tighter around his hand that is around her throat. She feels his hand now working his way down her stomach and into her skirt, with this she starts to struggle, leaning forward as he tightens his grip on her throat, the bar door gaps open and she leans forward, turning her body the opposite of his hand so he looses his grip and she stumbles out of the cell, almost falling and runs down the corridor as fast as she can, holding on to both tits for cover.
JaxAddiction: ((it was good timing!!))
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): blinks, falling forward against the bars as the bloody gate shuts again, just as she escapes him... bumping his head against the steel in surprise... Watching her from his helplessly trapped position... before a chillingly wide grin pulls his lips back "Tricky tricky.... I can;t help but admire that...." he says, once again failing to show any sort of anger or pleasure... as much as perhaps amusement... as if this was all but a game for him... which in truth it was... simply a way to escape boredom for a time. "Don;t worry my dear, go on ahead... I'll catch up with you..." he taunts while he waits for the door to open once more...
JaxAddiction: listens..his words fill up the emptiness in the hallway and she runs as fast as her feet will carry, she runs past the people upstairs and finds another staircase, she now finds herself in the main part of the castle and runs past those people, fear carrying her faster and she finds the front doors and runs through the courtyard, down the street and heads for home where she knows she will be safe.. for the time being.
JaxAddiction: runs all the way home, through the stony streets to where the stone turns to dirt and the road leads to a path along the edge of the forest where her home settles in the neighboring Kingdom.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): waits and finally manages to slip out of the damned cell... apparently the thing had a mind of it's own... opening and shutting every several minutes.... but shrugs... seemingly in little hurry after his prey.. "Hmm... now if I was a scared, half naked woman, who'd just been assaulted... what would I do?" he mused softly to himself as he walked.... "Hmm... well escape I suppose...." he considers and nods to himself... making his way towards the castle exit... looking then up and down the street.... At first, for signs of which way she went.... and then more focused on who may be around... as he tended to prefer no witnesses when he used his less conventional means of finding escaped prey.... once satisfied no one would see him he closed his eyes so as to focus on combating the curse... or affliction... or whatever it was that tended to rebound him to this form.... Mentally peeling partially out from the fragile flesh... the effect left his tongue forked and lengthened, front teeth pointed and slightly
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): longer, his sense of smell almost infinitely keener, and his vision improved while pupils thinned to elliptical slits, and a dull red glow emanated from behind his eyes.... Now allowing him to both see in the dark... and more easily sense heat.... Thus he managed to sniff and poke around... tongue slipping between lips to taste the air in tune with his nostrils flaring as if to catch a scent..... Eventually he seemed to, as his head turned sharply to his left... eyes only just managing to catch a hint of fresh foot footprint sized heat signatures as they began cooling and fading.... And with a predatory smile he walked swiftly after his prey.... just fast enough to keep up with the fading heat from her feet..... fortunate she was barefoot, as bare flesh against concrete, rock, and soil, tended to last longer than cloth, leather, or rubber...
JaxAddiction: runs to her cottage, slamming the door and closing the wood shutters.. finally.. she thinks to herself.. home at last. She collapses on the couch, so out of breath her throat is so dry as sandpaper. As soon as she catches her breath, she gets a cool drink of water and wonders about the cottage.. peering out the cracks in her shudders and seeing nothing, no movement at all. She drinks the rest of the water and feels safe now. No one following her that she sees. She does up to her room and unfastens her belt, letting it fall to the floor and sliding her skirt down her hips, letting it fall to her feet with a wisping sound as it hits the floor. She pulls out a nightgown and get redressed. She goes back downstairs and gets an uneasy feeling... still his words haunt her. She looks back through the slim cracks in the wood shutters and still sees no movement. She will be safer in the Kings castle she decides.. even with the King away. She opens the door and runs for the castle, looking around her as she fleas from her home to the castle. Opening the heavy door and slamming it closed behind her she locks it. She opens the side cell and goes in, slamming the cell door shut and climbs into the little bed. She stays still, listening to the sounds around her and is satisfied she is safe now. She curls up with the pillow, eyes drifting closed.
The Following Day
Max Dethly: hello there darlin.... you on, or is your puppet master in bed again?
Jax: Hello my dear Max, I have been looking for you. Where have you been the past couple nights? You have been missed.
Maxoth'ka: sneaks up all stealthy like before raising his hand way back to give her a nice firm slap on her pleasantly ripe rump.... before scurrying off to hide amidst the trees...
Jax: jumps and holds her ass cheeks, the pain shocking her as she turns to catch a glimpse of someone scurrying through the trees.
Maxoth'ka: is innocent... nods nods
Maxoth'ka: XD whats up
Maxoth'ka: Had wandered about the castle for a few days, waiting for the girl to step outside.... but perhaps he'd shaken her up more than he'd thought.... Thus leaving him to require to find himself entrance to the place..... Waiting until nightfall, and donning less.. formal attire.... he wandered about... considering a few good options... giving his particular... talents and abilities.... But then was left with the problem of whether she'd be alone, exactly what room she was in... and how many guards may have been wandering about.... Granted the potential need to take out a few measly guards posed little concern.... but he did enjoy the game of stealth.... Wanting his appearance to be more a surprise... than anything else.... And so he paused near the balconies behind the castle, his best entry point... and closed eyes... opening ears to sounds of waves and that of those in the castle..... Granted his hearing wasn't so much better than perhaps an elves.... but it was the focus he'd learned, and how to tune out
Maxoth'ka: the sounds that didn't matter to listen to what he was searching for, that made good use of his hearing.... otherwise opening, to, his nostrils, which, even in the guise of human, was far greater than the mere fleshlings....
Jax: has finished cleaning the table and putting the books back in the bookcase. She has read so much tonight that her eyes started to get blurry. She had a long conversation yesterday about the man who tried to attack her in the neighboring castle and he advised her to stay in castle for the time being due to that being the safer than her small cottage by the river. She has enjoyed staying at the castle and cleaning after everyone has left for the night after a council meeting earlier. The King had to leave again to attend his brother's issues which has left her alone in the castle. She rests by the big open fire...letting the fire warm her back and listening to sounds of it crackling and feeling at ease finally.
Jax (jaxaddiction): sits quietly at the round table and drinks her tea. The castle was way too quiet with the King gone but she hears a rustling every now and then when the guards shift their weight.
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Morrigan, one of the King's advisers, had come inside King Pan's castle to visit while the King had gone away on business. They talked for awhile until Morrigan saw the large side door open a crack and had gone to see what was going on. That side door of the library should have never been open at all.. maybe it was the wind? Morrigan called to the guards sensing another presence near being he was a faun. Morrigan instructed Jax to go upstairs and hide until he cleared the castle and the grounds, making sure no one was there that should not have been. Jax had run into the King's bed chamber and hid inside a small hidden room inside the larger bed chamber.
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Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): The patient creature he was, he merely biding his time... studying the castle under cloak of night, watching the guards, and using his ability to sense heat to track the movements of those near enough to the walls for him to sense.... Maneuvering his way away from the typical, heavily guarded entrances, in search of a secondary, less patrolled part of the fortress to sneak in through.... and as he rounded to the back of the castle, he saw it.... the balconies.... high enough that one would have to be a supremely skilled climber to reach... or have certain... abilities, such as his.... After waiting beneath it for some time, to gauge if he would be walking into danger or not... he nodded with satisfaction before willing claws to sprout from fingernails, ripping holes in his gloves.... grinning at the sight before taking a leap towards the wall, sinking claws, not into the rock itself, but the mortar and tar holding the wall in place, from there, leaping from wall to balcony, and climbing up with graceful, and silent ease..... it was now a matter of maneuvering around whatever patrols may roam the halls... and finding his prey... grumbles, and considering the guards were likely to come and inspect what the hunter thought he'd heard... he sighed and hopped off the balcony to the soft ground beneath... deciding to return another day, when the girl would have no champion to guard her....by the time the guards and the hunter went out in search for him.... Though they'd find little trace of him, save for perhaps scuffed boot marks. Waiting a while longer, a few of the armored men passing feet from him, and still failing to see him through his shadow concealed position... and finally they were far enough away for him to slip around behind them.... enough of the guards looking for him within the woods that it would make sneaking into the castle just a bit easier... particularly as it was likely the last place they’d be looking now. Thus he returned, once again climbing up to the balcony.... returning to the door.. creaking it open a bit to note all guards that had been in the large room were the same ones out looking for him in vain.... And all others that otherwise would have been around were in their beds.... Leaving him free to quietly ease into the room, and let his senses stretch out... moving to the seat he'd first seen her in earlier.... letting thermal sense, and smell to take in her scent before following it's trail to another door.... cautiously opening that to, following it to what seemed to be a bed chamber....
Jax (jaxaddiction): had come out of the secret room that she had hidden in earlier. She didn't know how long she had stayed in there and when she had decided to creep out she could tell it was now dark outside. She had opened the bedroom door and could here the King talking. She then crept out on the stairs where his voice carried and she could here what he was saying to the guards. "I think someone is stalking her. I think however is after her will come and take her from me. FIND HIM! FIND HIM NOW!" she heard him yell and it sent shivers down her spine. How could he keep her locked in here? Didn't he have enough slaves? she thought to herself and then yawned. She felt drowsy and sat up to stretch. She decided to lie down for awhile feeling that she was safe at the moment, especially with the guards and the hunter on the prowl for however it is that might be after her. She didn't bother to undress, just sprawled out on the big bed with it's comfy blankets and closed her eyes, falling blissfully asleep in peace.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): scanned the room, his eyes emitting a soft red glow, allowing him to see the room even more clearly than he could were it daytime, with bright sun shining through windows. Smirking at the various... furniture about the room, before eyes fell, at long last, upon his snoozing prey. At long last, alone with her. Quietly stepping towards her, stopping at the side of the bed, looking down on her..... 'how vulnerable and helpless she looked in her slumber.... how beautiful....' he thought, a hand reaching out to ever so lightly caress over her flesh along the bare chest over the pleasant mounds of her top... In part simply wanting to feel the warmth and softness of her smooth flesh.... as well as to test just how deep her sleep had her.
Jax (jaxaddiction): dreamed, peaceful dreams of the forest, running through the flowers, smelling the aroma of the woods. She spun and landed on her bottom in a field of daisy's and could smell the freshness of flowers all around her. She laid down and stared at the sky, so blue and the clouds so puffy and white. A big bird flew over her head and she smiled. Then a touch, something soft touching her chest and she looked down but she didn't see anything. She looked around her in her dream but saw nothing.. no one.... she laid her head down again and looked up at the sky. If she could just stay here in her dreams.....
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): grinned as she seemed to stir a bit, but as she seemed to be stirring only due to the dream of wherever she was, he was not alarmed.... Pulling hands away to tug off the dark gloves. Letting them fall to the ground. Leaning over her as his hand, reached out, once again, to her chest.... this time with a claw extended from his fingertip, a 3/4 inch razor sharp dark hook, creeping closer to her skin, before once again grazing along, lighter even than a feather.. before moving to slip down her cleavage, the tip slipping under the strings that held her top together... and then carefully slid down, cutting through thread like a red hot knife through butter. Moving then to pull the halved shirt apart to finally gaze upon those perfect, bare mounds. Ready for if she awakened, yet rather hoping he had been careful enough to prevent it just yet...
Jax (jaxaddiction): sleeps soundly, her dreams taking her far away from the running, from the King that has her trapped here since she had to bargain for her life earlier in the days. Now she drifts in her mind, swaying like the flowers around her in the wind... the wind.. cold against her breasts she notices. She puts her hands over her breasts to cover them and keep them warm.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) grinned wolfishly as she slumbered still. moving then to her skirt..... true, he could just take her, all fully clothed and all.... but he rather enjoyed the thought of the king of this place finding her clothes, proof she'd been taken right from under his nose, from his very own castle..... Only wishing he'd be around to see the look on the man's face.... Shaking his head then to once again focus upon the goal at hand he attempted a similar maneuver to dispose of her long skirt.... clawed fingertip slipping under the waistline, ever so lightly grazing her soft flesh, as he attempted to slowly cut down the length of the fabric. Once again trying not to wake her... as he had an idea as to just how her own garments could be useful for preparing the beauty for transport to his own lair...
Jax (jaxaddiction) moves in her sleep, reaching for a blanket that is not there, then covering her breasts with her arm as she holds the arm of her other, feeling the chill of the castle room on her skin. She is so exhausted and so deep in sleep that she is completely unaware of what is going on around her, right next to her.. how much danger she is in.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) grins as she stirs but again does not wake. Tugging the ruined length of skirt from her sleeping form... walking a few feet away, so as to make less noise as he began cutting the fabric into series of long strips.... Watching her as he does so carefully... making only a muffled ripping sound, as razor claws cut as well as any knife or sheers. Then moving back to her, he first moves to slip one of the strips around her eyes... carefully pulling it taut before tying it off.... firm enough to blind her, yet hopefully not so tight as to wake her..... Then came the far more delicate task of binding arms and legs, so even if she woke, she would be unable to be of much use. He started by gently tugging on her arm... so as to attempt to coax it behind her back.... attempting the same action with both. his touch was as gentle as he could manage... his eyes and ears always watching for signs of her slumber lightening...
Jax (jaxaddiction) shivers in her sleep.. moving only lightly as she again reaches for a blanket, Goosebumps on her skin as her skirt is removed but she doesn't wake, she fumbles with one hand in the air before it gently falls back to the bed and relaxes. She doesn't feel her eyes being blindfolded and she doesn't hear the ripping.. she doesn't feel one arm being pulled behind her.. but she stirs as he pulls her other arm but not enough that she wakes up. She mumbles something incoherent as she stirs but only in her lucid dreams of deep slumber.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) chuckles lightly to himself... how simple this was now that all the kings horses and men were searching for him... unaware they had merely been put on a wild goose chase so as to grant him easier access to the woman he'd been stalking for so long now. He paused as she began to stir, and as she spoke something he could not quite understand.... waiting a long moment before once again certain she was yet to wake. Then. nodding to himself as he used another strip of what had previously been part of her skirt, to bind her hands securely.... once again, firm enough so as to restrict movement, but not so tight as to either wake or harm her..... He would use as much force as needed when required... but until then he preferred to keep his prize intact. Finally he moved to her legs... a bit easier as she slept with them together already.... lifting the bottom leg up just enough to slip yet another strip of fabric under.... binding then her legs.... All with the same cautious action as the others..... Once done he would finally slip one last strip of cloth around her mouth... as it would be a surprise if she didn't wake up, when he was ready to move her..... Once done he stepped away... looking down at his nice little gift wrapped prize, all ready for transport and eventual unwrapping.... licking his lips as eyes wandered over her naked form...
Jax (jaxaddiction) moved a little more now.. not aware yet how much she couldn't move in her sleep but she tries roll over some and could not of course.. she ended up just rocking back and forth and a little before rolling over on her tummy from her side. She jerked her head a little trying to move some hair from her face but didn't succeed. Moments later she was breathing steadily again and peacefully sleeping.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) as he watched her he nodded to himself.... time to prepare himself for travel, now that she was all well and packaged for it.... Letting out a sigh as he once again moved a ways away... hopefully the mild distance would reduce the sound of his transformation.... He gritted his teeth in anticipation of the pain that was to come. Letting the illusion of human flesh fade, so as to reveal the dark, scaly skin that was hidden to any that looked directly at him. But that was the easy part.... not having to keep the illusion in place, only allowed his mind to clear and focus even more. It was the next part... where he regrew his more... draconic.. traits, that would bring a significant 'discomfort'..... And it was that which forced a muted grunt to escape him as he felt his wings all but explode from his back, shredding the jacket he'd worn over his scaly flesh.... looking like shapeless boney appendages until the membrane filled out the gaps of the spines of his wings.... and then the expansion of his tail
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly): bone.... his tail poking, likewise, out from flesh and scales... growing to extensive proportions..... His claws, both from foot and hands coming out... Though his boots remained in tact due to a bit extra room left between toe and boot tip... Boney protrusions poking up where hairy, human, brows should have been... sharp spikes erupting along his spine.... all of which hurt plenty... but it was the last part.... his crown of horns, that perhaps was the most taxing.... As the boney protrusions felt as though his skull was cracking open as they grew from his scalp, poking up through the hair... a number of them growing to mere inches, as others continued to grow... his primary horns nearly a full foot in length each...... Accompanied by this change would be the expected sounds of bone grinding against bone, flesh parting... and of course the grunts and groans of discomfort that were all but involuntary..... And then finally... when all was done... he drooped to a kneeling position... his pants, half split in the back from the tail... his jacket and shirt, hanging in tatters across his back where spikes and wing ripped through..... The whole thing left him a touch drained... but far less than if he had been completing the transformation to his true form...... Finally.. while kneeling, waiting for his energy to return... his clawed hands resting upon the floor... he watched his prize... once again to see if she'd yet realized her dire situation or not.... as he worked to ease his breathing and racing heart...
Jax (jaxaddiction) lies peaceful in the bed, the moonlight streaming from one of the stained glass windows casts an array of moonlight across the bed and over her small naked frame. If not for sleeping in the castle and under the King's presence she might have been sleeping so soundly.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) kneeled there for several moments longer as he continued to regain his strength... still breathing heavily until finally he felt as though he was prepared to transport his new toy to his lair. Approaching her from the opposite side of the bed, he moved to pull her from it. At first using the bindings upon her legs and hands as handles... Then picking her up with one arm under both knees, the other under her neck.... Lifting her then... moving towards the balcony.... Ears open for the possible return of the guards.... But while he could hear them in the distance, apparently giving up the search... they were still too far off to return to the woman's rescue. He used his tail to open the door, stepped out upon the balcony, and spread his wings wide.... It was not often he attempted to fly with a load of her weight.... Travel with anything, or anyone, over 100 pounds was far easier in his truest form.... but as his lair wasn’t more than a good 50 miles or so away, he felt confident he could make it just the same.... Thus he moved to hop upon the balcony railing... and then into the air, his wings flapping mightily. At first gravity tugged harshly upon him... pulling him towards the hard earth below..... but with a few extra hard flaps, he managed to gain altitude and fly off. In the bright moon light, it was possible he would be spotted... but his dark scales aided in stealth... his wings too dark a shade of red to be overly obvious in the night sky from the height he eventually managed to climb.... and then it was a matter of letting the wind current float him along... only needing to flap a few dozen times every couple miles.......
Jax (jaxaddiction) slowly attempts to open her eyes, the cold night air brisk on her skin, her hair flowing with the wind. She wanted to scream but fear had taken over and and the gag kept her mouth shut. She heard the sound of wings, only a few times as she felt in horror the wind blowing all around her as if she was flying. Whatever had her she didn't want to know right now. She was deathly afraid of heights and her fear gripped her more up here than anything else could, her eyes large and bind shut...her breathing grew fast as did her heartbeat as she panicked, her lips parted and she tried to scream but nothing would come out. Finally she could feel she was descending, almost like falling which took her breath away. She still couldn't see anything with the blindfold on but she knew it was dark. However, she could tell tell through the thin fabric that the sun was just starting rise.. it would be light soon. As she could feel the speed of this creature grow faster as they got closer to the ground she finally found herself screaming, though muffled, too loud for even her own ears and she tried to pull her arms in front of her but couldn't do that either, her body shook violently in fear and she screamed again.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) sighed to himself... a sound that was stolen by the wind, as he felt her stir... And then as he made his descent, finally nearing his lair... or at least, the smaller and more remote of them... a place fit more for this form of his, than his truest form... he heard her muffled screams. But as he needed to concentrate on keeping his, now, aching wings flapping and gliding, he could do little to silence or still her... merely hoping she wouldn't struggle so violently as to set him off course. Fortunately, it seemed her relative acknowledgement of her situation seemed to send her into a still shock..... though it didn’t stop her from squawking irritably from behind her gag. And then finally he was near enough to the ground to fold up his wings, dropping the last dozen feet to land heavily upon the ground.... Nearly dropping the girl in his weariness. Bringing to mind that next time he intended to abduct someone from such a distance.... to either travel by road, or abduct them in his larger, more powerful form. Once again he was in a kneeling position, as his legs had threatened to fail him all together. Letting the girl fall to the soft, grassy ground he stood.. moving to slump/lean against the nearby tree.... "You..." he started in a particularly heavily breathed tone... the voice gravelly, as if his larynx was not quite made for human speech, yet his words would be clear enough just the same... "You.... are not as light..... as you appear...." he joked in between gasping breaths... his chest heaving something fierce
Jax (jaxaddiction) falls to the ground, not so hard as to hurt herself, the soft grass made for a soft landing of sorts. She grunted and groaned while rolling a little on the ground before coming to a stop on her back and lied still, she could only hear him and when he finally spoke she could tell it was male voice and she was afraid. She heard his labored breathing and wondered what he looked like.. wondered what he was that took her. She felt the warmth of the sun on her skin.. she must be as naked as she felt and so it must now be sunrise. Where was she? Was this the King's doing? Was this someone that was in the castle? She wished she could move.. see.. talk... but all she could do is lie on the ground and wait in fear.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) Found he was in no shape to enjoy the little beauty right away.... entertainment best served another time, once he'd properly rested. But, considering how cunning and resourceful she'd been upon her first meeting, he had a feeling she would not make his slumber or relaxation easy..... Not unless he threatened her or hurt her.... but again, he wished her to be at 100% health when he began enjoying the pleasures such a pretty young woman could give. So, rather than speak any more to her, he began looking around... "where is it...." he mused to himself.... his nostrils flaring as he sought out a particular plant with his knows.... smiling as he found it... reaching out towards an odd patch of weeds to grab a hand full. "There we go... this should help you sleep a bit.... and then we can... discuss... what is to come of you..." he spoke as he neared her... Holding the clutch of weeds up as he inhaled a little breath, exhaling a small burst of fire to set the weeds aflame. Moving then with his free arm to pull her into a sitting position and placing the burning weeds near her face. "Breath in deeply, and you will simply pass into a pleasant slumber. " he almost coos... the roughness of his voice curbed by an almost hypnotic tone. The particular plant was dragon weed.... a rare plant that, to dragons, had a similar effect as marijuana..... relaxing them, and in great enough doses, causing mild hallucination.... for humans, the effect tended to be far stronger... sending them into a long slumber when inhaled...At the same time enhancing senses... leaving their dreams to often mixing their imagination with what could be picked up around them...... Such as the sound of water, the scent of flowers, moss, and wet stone not to mention the slightly sulfuric odor that emitted from The dragon's own breath. "Just let it take you, don't fight it..." he coos again... intending to hold her there until the plant took it's effect.
Jax (jaxaddiction) could hear him stirring.. and mumbling something.. and then could hear and feel him coming closer. She tried to sit up quickly but he was there now, right next to her and she froze. She felt his hand on her back and he was lifting her up to sit now and she smelled something.. something burning.. an unusual odor. She heard him tell her to inhale it and she could not help herself but do it and it burned her nose. She tried to breath through her mouth even as the gag prevented her from taking a deep breath in to keep it from burning her nose, hoping for fresh air but she got a full dose of the plant's toxin in her lungs. She immediately felt lightheaded and then so relaxed. Her body went limp against his arm though she felt away. She tried to talk but nothing happened. She felt the burn in her nose again as she breathed in more of it and her mind went numb just like her body. She was aware that her breasts felt especially heavy now, even her nipples felt the light breeze of the morning wind and they grew small and hard. The warmth between her legs also was growing. She couldn't move however... did she moan just then? She didn't know... then her mind faded to black and she fell very deeply to sleep once more in his arm.
Maxoth'ka (max.dethly) grinned as the dragon weed took effect quickly... stifling a few chuckles as she squirmed and briefly struggled before fading into the drug induced slumber. Looking to the plant he smirked... no point letting such rare stuff go to complete waste.... Bringing the hand full of half burnt weeds nearer to his own nostrils to take in a deep breath... Then, so as to increase the more sedative like effect, tossed the rest of the half cindered plant into his mouth... feeling the flame hiss out as it hit his wet tongue... chewing briefly before swallowing..... the stuff had a particularly pungent taste.... not entirely pleasant.... nor gag inducing. Sort of bitter, yet sweet, with a otherwise typical grassy after taste.... Once that was done he could already feel a lightness of his muscles as the weed slipped through his blood stream.... His tail drooping to the ground... wings half unfolding to hang inches from it. He let out a relaxed sigh... then looked down at his prize in annoyance for a moment..... "Right.... can’t just leave you here to catch cold, or be eaten before we have our fun..." he grumbles... already feeling almost too lazy to bother with her... but shrugs, lifting her up and throwing her roughly over his shoulder, he walks towards his little cave.... Feet dragging as the mixture of relaxation and sleepiness began taking their full effect... Leaving him with just enough wit to toss her heavily upon the bed... slashing her free of the bindings, though replacing the one on her legs with a single cuff on one ankle. With a moderately long chain fastened securely to the cavern wall. Tossing a blanket over her naked form before yawning. And moving near one of the warm fire spouts.... curling himself up near it... almost like a cat... and finally let himself drift off into deep slumber, not unlike the woman.... though the effects of the drug would wear off from him far sooner than the girl....
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