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Tuesday, 26 January 2016

[A Cold Winter] Friend or Foe?

Aerian was sat her back against the cold of the wall her eyes closed as she tried to find focus, her mind taking in every sound from beyond her cell.

Her body still ached everywhere but less so after Z’ress’ last activities, it was on this Aerian now focused, Z’ress’ words spinning in her mind, instantly she wondered how she knew about Maya, but then the answer was of course that her lovers’ killer had been harboured by Ceremon from the wrath of both her and her father.

It was as Mayas face settled in that Aerian smiled, a soft simple smile that only Maya ever brought from her, Aerian sank back against the wall her mind flooding with memories of her beloved, their love had been passionate and within mere moments Aerian felt herself heat, her hand sliding over the tender flesh of her thigh as easing between her tender lower lips, the pain adding and odd level of pleasure as her fingers slipped into herself, her free hand massaging her breasts.

The world around Aerian melted away as she lost herself in the pleasure, her whole body rippling with pleasure, her legs began to tremble as her release built with rapid force., another moment and her body tensed as it crashed through her instantly sliding to the floor as her back arced away from the cold stone floor seemingly pushing her into a more violent release as her hips snapped back her spine slammed against the cold and she groaned at the pleasure that shot through her, as it passed Aerian lay on the cold floor simply revelling in that moment.

It was then, riding down from that immaculate moment of her release, that Aerian recognized that she was not alone. Odd that the sound of the cell door did not alert her of being watched. But it was from the shadows that stepped out Z'ress, she was dressed in nothing, completely exposed from the slender shoulders down to the magnificent bosom that was plump and the buds were stiff from the chill in the air and a motherly personal. Her crimson eyes glowed softly offering an unnatural light, folded over her forearms was a blanket. "My, my...you are a frisky little thing, aren't you?" She hissed in that venomous tone, tipping her chin a slight while turning to abruptly pound on the cell door.

The human and two werewolves entered, those noses sniffing at the musk of Aerian's release a drastic contrast to the mould and moisture. The two werewolves moved forward, in each hand was shackles, clear one was for her wrists while the other was for her feet. The human yanked Aerian's head back to force her to look upward to the ceiling, while a click was heard as the cruel bite of the shackles was bound to her wrists and then her ankles. Z'ress snapped her fingers while the two werewolves moved to the side and she draped the blanket over Aerian's shoulders, then assisted her to rise.

"Can you walk?" She breathed against her ear, the prickly moisture of her breath stimulating the fine hair at the rivet of flesh behind the shell, as the flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's lobe.
“You should try it sometime” Aerian tried to sound sharp but it simply came out stretched as she tried to gain control of her body. She eyed the wolves for a moment before disregarding them, she was fairly certain she was safe enough.

The chains bit against the flesh but it wasn’t so bad as they led her through the castle, her body trembled in response as they passed Hareavors torture room before been led to the main castle. A few moments and they ascended a flight of stairs before entering the bathroom, a single steep tub that had been filled, the tub itself round and large for two or thre people at most. The air was thick with the scent of flowers as she stood and looked around then mentally cursed herself for not paying attention beyond this point.

“It’s good to get out of that cell, any longer and I may have had to get myself off again, seemed a good way to release the tension” She shrugged now

Z'ress glanced to the human and the two werewolves, as her hand was held out. The posture of such was demanding, as the human placed a single key into her hand, waving her opposite hand to dismiss the three. As such they left the bathing room, the moisture hung in the air heavy with the seeped perfume. The warmth remarkable as it seemed the invisible hands rid her skin from the cruel chill of the dungeon. While Z'ress held no boots upon her feet, completely bare and delicate, she moved behind Aerian to yank the blanket that was her shield in this time, stripping her. 

Fingertips caressed her shoulders while the grace of Z'ress's lips followed, then she whispered into her flesh with the flutter of those luscious ruby lips. "Tell me...what were you thinking about, Aerian?" She asked, gliding the key to tickle Aerian's lower lips but not part the silken surface, tracing slowly up and over her naval to each hip, higher and higher, then between her bosoms. Z'ress rounded with the key to trace the shape of each mound, then lightly flicked each bud with a circle around her areola.

Aerian felt the ripple of goosebumps over her flesh a soft whimper at the gentle touch, her brain trying to control her natural reaction as she felt her core warm further “I …. “ Aerian swallowed slowly her body trembling “Maya” she whispered finally “I was thinking of my Maya”

"I do not understand why you are tormenting yourself. Tell me about her..." Z'ress hissed in her ear, the warmth of her lips suckling on the lobe to Aerian's ear. The key continued to taunt her bosom for a few moments longer, as it slithered down to her flower, tracing the outline of her petals, very lightly. Once the metal managed to bump upon her hidden pearl, then rounded to her hips. "You two must have been very passionate lovers..." 

Feeling her touch her nub sent a shiver through her body trembling beneath Z’ress’ torment “Maya was or is the only person I have ever truly opened up to sexually, if you’re ever on the wrong side of Hareavor you may understand why the only man in my life I will ever trust is my father” she shifted awkwardly her brain trying to wrap itself around why she was suddenly spilling her guts to someone she didn’t trust.

“Maya showed me that … I could be loved, that I should be loved” She shrugged softly “She got beyond the defence, then she got ripped away from me by a drunken slave runner who saw fit to rape her and cut her in two” Her words darkened as those memories surfaced finding her lover ripped apart was painful all in itself “He didn’t even have the decency to kill her but left her alive to suffer, I cried as I put my own blade through her heart, but I didn’t kill her he already had I had to save her”
“I never found him, Ceremon saw to his escape, but when he returns I will end him, make no mistake on that” The threat came ice cold and straight the venom in those words was impossible to miss “I loved her, and she loved me, she deserved better”

The key, an extension of Z'ress, continued the stimulating caress. While the object was light as a feather, still it was a hard object, stroking her naked body. But, now, as the item remained, she felt the frigid touch of icy fingers glide along the outside of her thigh across her abdomen and painfully slow up her side, as the key came in contact with the pearl hidden between the succulent flesh. The touch, while it should have been hard, painful, was soft, sensual as it roamed over; back and forth, then back and forth. That is when she felt the frosted lips glide across her skin, almost as though each pucker brought back strength to Aerian. "Oh, he will return. I have seen to that..." She breathed now beside, Aerian's ear, the closeness was intimate, as against Aerian's naked back, she felt the full bosom and those dark nips caress her.

Then suddenly, all the contact faded. "Look at that water, Aerian. Does it not seem inviting? So...warm? I promised a bath to you and I intend to deliver."
Her whole body shuddered with each touch her eyes half closed until Z’ress spoke, the effect was instant and her body locked as she swallowed, she eyed the water carefully.

“At what cost” she managed to say under the wave of panic that was now taking her “What do you want from me?”

Aerian felt those luscious lips travel down her neck, then to the tender rivet of flesh behind her ear, pressing to a kiss. She continued to move the tip of the key back and forth over her tender pearl, suckling on her lobe. "I want you to join me. Let me clean you and take care of you...you do want that monster that killed your love, dead, do you not? Your hands wrapped around his throat...maybe even make him eat his own dick? I can make that happen...but, you have to prove to me that you will not harm me in this very...vulnerable moment." She felt the key lift and Z'ress moved to stand before Aerian, while slowly lowering down to her knees. Her hand caressing down each leg slowly, while her tongue licked the key, hooded crimson eyes fixed upon Aerian.

“Difficult to harm anyone chained up like a common slave girl” Aerian raised the shackles on her wrists “Besides what’s the point I would be killed before I got to the front gates, or made fuck bait for Hareavor again” Aerian shrugged softly “You are right now the only ally I have”

Aerian felt her stomach twist her body tensed visibly at the words as they spilled from her mouth “I won’t harm a hair on your head, you have my word as an Elcarus”

Z'ress looked up to her, while the very tip of her tongue glided upon the inside of Aerian's thigh, just as the click of a lock was heard and the shackles were guided off her ankles. Slowly she stood, that key prancing upon her thighs, then to the slit of her petals with a tap on her pearl, finally Aerian's hands. The key was slipped into the hole, as the gizmo was heard in a click, guiding each shackle from Aerian, her crimson eyes fixed on her and her expression, as always calm and composed. She cast the ankle shackles aside with a kick and then dropped the others carelessly to the left. 

"Good. Now, come." Z'ress took her hand, while guiding her to the small pool of water, allowing for Aerian to settle first. It was clear that the water was incredibly warm, steam rose from the surface like a veil and red rose petals floated upon the surface.

Aerian stepped into the tub, the water so warm, it sent a strange prickle of satisfaction over her flesh as she slowly sank beneath the surface, her eyes closed as her face sunk beneath the water holding herself for a few moments before sliding back above the water a soft moan of satisfaction escaping her.

When Aerian resurfaced from beneath the perfumed water she heard the sound of treading feet in the bath behind her, the currents in the water whispering upon her skin with ghostly touches to the presence of Z'ress. She did not dip beneath the water but rounded her with the snowy hair in a halo around her shoulders, on a tray was arranged liquid soaps and oils in beautiful glass containers and a sponge. Z'ress beckoned Aerian near to her while gathering a glass container and pouring the liquid in the sponge to work suds forth, while it smelled delicious there was a faint touch of medicinal properties.

Aerian moved kneeling before her body submerged to her breasts, but open and disarmed, she had already chosen to quell the instinct to fight or flee, freedom would come at a price but she was already aware of that, Z’ress right now was her only ally.

“I have not been with another, unless you count Hareavor …” Her voice bit back the words that threatened to follow “But Maya is the only one” it was at this Aerian was unsure why she had let such information slip another piece to her very own curious puzzle.

"Hareaver will not touch you." Z'ress commented, while working the sponge gently upon her shoulders, as a warmth sunk into her skin and seemed to embrace her bruises and sore muscles, feeling the essence of medicine working on her body. The heat of the water caused her relax, but as the suds clung to her flesh, Z'ress's frigid hands followed in kneading to her muscles. Those crimson eyes fixed on her with eerie sense of calculation, expression as calm as ever, meticulously. "He has stolen much from you. Tell me, what is it that drew you to Maya. It seems as you have said, you...loved...her." The word of affection appeared to struggle to escape her lips, as though it disgusted her.

“Hareavor didn’t kill her …. Though he does carry some responsibility for him escaping me ….” It was an out loud thought as her hand caught Z’ress’ on her shoulder just for a moment before she let it sink back beneath the water “Maya, was as beautiful as she was smart, she was balanced and not reckless, she couldn’t fight worth a damn but she made me as safe as my father does, she even made Dad accept her, he was preparing our wedding ….” Her voice drifted off again “From the moment I saw her I knew she was special, not to anyone but me and she felt the same”

“She was my world and I was hers” Aerian stared at the wall opposite her as she felt Z’ress behind her “Part of me still wishes I had joined her, even now”

Z'ress stopped when Aerian's hand reached for her own, then offering nothing more than a wash of the water upon her shoulders to rinse the suds, then the sponge dipped beneath the water, now moving down her back while slowly and sensually with a calm touch began to clean each cheek of Aerian. Her hand was slightly warmer now, but, Aerian almost could feel her cop a feel but then it was gone as it registered. "Your father isn't here now, Aerian." She whispered beside Aerian's ear, the plush bosom rubbing against her back. "I was never taught love, in fact, I am grateful. In my world, the women rule. All men are lesser beings only created to serve us. Even the lowest female beggar is higher than the highest male. We are truly beautiful creatures. Strong..." Z'ress rounded to stand before Aerian, those eyes fixed to her, while gathering her wrist to begin to methodically clean up and down each arm, then gathering a small brush and began to clean the dirt and grim beneath her nails. "Everything, happens for a reason, Aerian. It is how we use the event to overcome. You have not accepted Maya's death, it is closure that you seek against the one that tore her from you." Her ashen skin was flawless, glistening in the flickering light of the room, dark and exotic, even with the contours of her cleavage that was revealed just above the surface of the water.

Aerian could feel her against her back instinct lent her back as she allowed the acts Z’ress portrayed upon her. “It isn’t closure, I cannot make peace with her death, but I do believe he should suffer just as she did, so it would be revenge that fuels that particular need”

Aerian turned slowly her eyes meeting Z’ress’ emerald green almost entrancing in some ways as she watched and waited before she spoke “This world is full of balance, men are as equal to women, but they will fight as passionately for a woman as I have ever seen, my father is a hero to these lands, a man I admire and one day hope to be remembered just as fondly” She stood slowly exposing her body only one scar showed just above her right hip “That’s how our world is defined by heroes and by blood, my families blood has been spilt far more than any other, we suffer so they don’t have to” she stepped back just for a moment in thought.

“Women are the strength behind men, not the strength that holds them down, though admittedly some do not know their place” She perched herself on the edge of the tub her legs set just slightly apart her eyes never leaving Z’ress’ “Admittedly milady you do have my attention”

"If you cannot make peace, then revenge is definitely, that which you seek." Z'ress tipped her chin a slight to the shift of Aerian in the rise from the waters, crimson eyes watching her calmly. She turned to gather a small round container, moving to settle upon her knees before Aerian. Placing down the sponge to float in the water, opening the lid to lift a softly perfumed and medicinal aroma. Z'ress then scooped a small bit of the balm upon her index finger. Nearing Aerian with those snowy lashes offering a strange shadow upon her crimson eyes, her lips pressing against her thighs while she moved closer to the treasure of the young woman. A hand was flat upon her abdomen while thumb and forefinger spread the petals, a sudden transformation happened upon her face. It was as though a beast came out, unleashed for the first time, twisting into fury and anger, frightening, yet as it appeared it was gone. The placid and calm expression upon her features again, as though nothing occurred. "I will make this as comfortable as possible for you." 

Z'ress watched her closely as the index slipped to the top of her slit to gently stimulate the pearl, weaving the tip with slow touches, when Aerian relaxed, that is when she felt the sudden pressure. She was caressing her inner walls with the tonic, massaging the torn tissue from Hareavor's torture, a tingling warmth rippled through her.

Aerians reaction was almost instant as her core heated in response to Z’ress’ invasion, her fingers bit against the edge of the tub as her legs set to keep her balance. Her eyes closed as her breathing laboured slightly.

“It shouldn’t feel good” She whimpered softly as her body fought for release.

As her body struggled for the release, Z'ress calmly removed her digit while then dipping the glistening digit into the balm again. Her crimson eyes meeting that of Aerian. "You need to answer me. This will help with the healing. Did Hareavor penetrate between your cheeks? Violated your rear entry?"

“No he’s quite happy to get his rocks off in the front” Aerian shrugged though the act of doing so came off more as an awkward squirm her entire body held in the invasion of Z’ress. Her legs squirmed awkwardly away from her as her body slid forward she steadied herself with her hands on Z’ress bosom.

“I .. he .. we …. Oh fuck” She whimpered her breathing now rasping as her body rose quickly toward her eagerness of needs.

Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface.  The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.

Z'ress scooped up some more balm upon her digits, adding in an extra finger, literally stirring her passage with the warmth of arousal and soothing increased, a hand was lifted to place on Aerian's hip to keep her still and body placed between her legs to keep from clasping close. When Aerian's hand landed on the full bosom of Z'ress, she stopped her motions, looking to her with the crimson eyes, expression indifferent and calm, hinting at nothing beneath the surface.  The full mounds spilled between her fingers with the tough dark bud pressed into each palm, soft, yet, firm. "I see..." She said quietly, removing her pleasure tools, but, at the top of Aerian's slit, her index made contact with the pearl. The tip brushing over the button, faster with more pressure, as Z'ress continued to watch Aerian.

Aerians body came crashing back to a low halt as Z’ress withdrew from her a low moan of frustration slipping from her throat. Her eyes met Z’ress’ deep in her eyes was that glimmer of a deep rooted need to release, frustration mixed with grief and more emotions beyond as Z’ress contacted her sweet spot Aerians body shuddered back to height.

It didn’t take long before her hips rocked as she plunged over the edge of oblivion and into wave upon wave of deep longing and pleasure a deep scream of pleasure ripped from her throat her head pressed into Z’ress’ shoulder

Z'ress continued her focus upon Aerian's plump pearl. She was support to Aerian in the fold forward after her release, Z'ress's breathing remained even and calm. Soon, Z'ress guided Aerian to her back, lifting her legs from the water to bend with feet resting upon the edge. The digit was seductive as it touched Aerian, though, a pressure was sensed to the sensitive folds of her starlet, yet, before Aerian could protest Z'ress plunged three fingers into her passage and began to twist and caress her from the inside. The pressure increased upon the pucker, which is when Aerian felt the sudden heat from lips and the slickness of Z'ress's tongue upon her pearl, those crimson eyes watching Aerian intensely. A penetration took place with the tool guided by Z'ress's hand in an announced plop, as the digit sunk into her rear entry.

Aerians entire body was sent into overdrive as she fought to find any level of control failing as a second release hard just as hard as the first her back twisting away from the pleasure. She tried to clamp against Z’ress’ invasion but Z’ress’ mouth stopped turning a want to escape into a need to be pleasured.

Her body tensed at the new invasion of her backside having never even attempted the feat her body already floating high from the pleasure was soon craving the slight pain that the invasion brought upon her.

After the powerful rock that shook Aerian to the core, Z'ress removed her pleasing tools from amidst Aerian's holes. Licking each digit, while wrapping her arms around the helpless girl and bringing her down into the heat of the water, cradling her to her bosom as one may a child.

Aerian didn’t fight as she melted into the wate the warmth taking both her and any attempt at fighting what had just happened with it a low moan of happiness slid from her as she felt the water soak her hair.
“That’s a new method for torture” Aerian managed to whimper softly “But thank you anyway”
Z'ress allowed for Aerian to remain close to her breast, though, after a time, in silence, she moved to gather the tray of oils and soaps. She proceeded to saturate her hair with the water and massage the oil within her hair, causing the perfume to be imbedded and then cleaned her body one last time. She left Aerian to rest while proceeding to glide the sponge upon herself, increasing for suds to cleanse herself, partially exposed in a full stand near the steps. Then, she worked on her snowy hair, as though, the threads were woven from the very slivers of moonlight.

When she was finished, dipping beneath the water and petals, to surface and face her. "The water is getting cold. Come." Z'ress gathered her hand now, while guiding her from the large tub, adorning a towel to wipe and dry Aerian. When finished, she dried herself, while accepting the two towels and caressing her cheek. "Can I trust you to not fight nor run? You and I will go to the dining hall to eat."
“I want to, more than anything” Aerian looked to the floor “I want to go home, but you’ve been good to me, so I won’t” Aerian pulled the towel to her evidently aware of how exposed she truly was right now. For the first time in a long time Aerian had found herself with mixed feelings between what needed to be done and what she should do.

She growled at the werewolf as he followed her dangerously close, the route led them through the outer castle exposed to the harshness of winter before they finally made their way into the huge hall that served as dining hall, and was one of few rooms still intact and not touched by time or fate.

Aerian stood by the table as Ceremon entered she froze her whole body sudden racked with a need to run but she held her place.

“How is your prisoner?” Ceremon barely even showed her moment of notice as his eyes slid slowly over Z’ress “Should I be doubling our guard for dinner?”

Z'ress snatched the towel from Aerian, while indicating her own self exposure. "The female body is a temple. A treasure to be admired and envied, do not hide such, believe me when I say the feeling is empowering. Such is common in my society." She lifted a fingertip to caress her face, stopping at her lower lip.

There was a difference when Z'ress walked now, the cruel click of her heels absent but the lightness in which she moved was pure grace on bare feet. Once within the large dining hall, Z'ress settled down in her chair, then dismissed the guards to stand outside with a flick of her wrist.

Z'ress flicked her gaze to rest on Ceremon as he entered, narrowing her eyes and then returning to the casual demeanour. "I do not recall inviting you to this dinner, Ceremon. No. There is no need, is there, Aerian?" Aerian felt a hand lowering to hers just beneath the sight of the table's edge, offering her a sense of grounding.

Ceremon smiled darkly as he eyed the naked form of Aerian “Very well, I was not joining merely informing you the boy and I are going to check a few of the outlying walls, we don’t want anyone sneaking up on us” He smiled mockingly to Aerian then turned on his heel and strode from the room.
Aerian felt the chill run through her as she took Z’ress’ hand in a panic holding it. The air was bitingly cold, far from the warmth the Mansion at home afforded, she was also unused been naked anywhere but by herself but she held herself albeit stiffly and with a prickle of fear.

She suddenly glanced up to the rafters a prickle ran down her that was far from fear, a feeling she had never managed to place but knew to who is was inevitably linked as she stared blankly for a moment before pushing it aside and looking to Z’ress “I’m hungry” she managed to say keeping her voice level and soft.

Z'ress tugged down her hand, forcing her to fall to her knees in order to conceal her form from Ceremon. But, maintained her expression of indifference. "Then stop talking and be about such. If I need you, I will find you..." She stated calmly, while beginning to cut up bits of the food, glancing with a flicker of her gaze to Aerian, offering her a bite with a fork from the plate before Z'ress. "Again, I have taken precaution to tend to the liver in order to assist in the loss of iron and orange juice to assist as well. You will be fit enough soon, then, you and I can leave to search out...this man that wronged you and Maya."

As Aerian knelt on the cold of the floor she eyed Z’ress “I have already pointed out that we all have our parts to play in things to come, my revenge will have to wait” She shrugged softly her voice had fallen to flat tone as if the information was pulled not from her but elsewhere “In any case they are already here, which makes our time together limit”
Aerian bowed her head looking to the floor “Our time is limited now, but we will meet again of that I’m sure” Aerian shook her head sharply clearing the cluster of thoughts as she looked up “What did I say this time?”

Z'ress considered Aerian, then continued to feed her from her own plate, pausing with those crimson eyes fixed upon her. "You speak from another plane...then normal." She abruptly grabbed Aerian to settle into her lap, offering her the utensil and then placing her lips upon the delectable bud of the bosom closest to her. Nipping softly in the withdrawal causing the peaked flesh to jiggle in the release of Aerian's bosom. "You are cold." She stated simply into the flesh, as Z'ress adjusted her to tuck her feet at the outside of Aerian’s legs, beginning to stimulate her pearl again with the other hand's digit traced around the sensitive folds of Aerian's back door.

Aerian whimpered feeling the tease against her, her eyes closed as she felt the intrusion against her backside “I …. Part of who I am allows me to see or interpret events, it sucks on so many levels” Aerian breathed against Z’ress’ ear

“And that makes one of three people who know” A low whimper slid from her lips as her hand traced Z’ress’ feeling her own juices upon her.

"Interesting." Z'ress commented, while calmly directing Aerian to eat, more pressure was set upon the starlet while her other hand tended to the bud, slipping a finger deeply into her passage to swirl the molten core and the second finger penetrated beyond the stubborn door to the back, now two tools utilized for the utmost pleasure to the red haired girl. 

Aerian squirmed as she was penetrated twice her body shuddering her hand ran lightly through Z’ress’ hair gentle and slowly her body already lost in the pleasures, her mind tried to fight long enough to work through her curiosities.

“I’m not sure how fucking my brains out helps either of us” She moaned softly “Not that I want to stop” her body shuddered as she felt her body trembling spilling her hot nectar out over Z’ress’ hand her back arching in response to the stimulation “Oh god!!”

Z'ress remained methodical on the application of her frigid fingers within each passage, ensuring to massage the thin veil between such paths to stimulate her further, when Aerian shuddered and trembled, splashing the ambrosia into Z'ress's hand. The hair that ran beneath Aerian's touch was like the finest silken snow, but, now with the spill of Aerian's nectar, Z'ress continued relentlessly. The flutter of her lips brushed upon Aerian's shoulder with the words that followed. "Your body...naturally has a painkiller it is the power of each release that assists in tolerance, if not...simply distracts." Still that voice remained as indifferent as ever, somehow colder.

Aerian whimpered as she felt her body lose any sense of logic each wave crashing over her harder than the one before. Her mind was numbed by the pleasure as she let the release wash over her. As it subsided she lay back resting with her arms holding her uptight.

“I … “ She simply chose to smile as her body tried to find some level of sense to the stimulation that had pushed her beyond her needs.

Aerian felt the warm, moist breath and the plush caress of Z'ress's lips against the rivet of flesh behind her ear. "You...what?" She breathed in the hiss, adding another finger to her back entry and removed the digits from her silken passage with an index finger still prancing across the plump pearl of her born excitement. Z'ress began to slowly and sensually glide her fingers in and out of the stretched, tight pipe. Her bosom was full and crushed against Aerian's back with the stiff mother buds pressed firmly upon her flesh, Z'ress's hot lips now wrapped around the lobe with a suckling intensity.

“I should probably get back to my cell” Aerian managed as her release finally allowed her body to settle, her eyes were heavy as her body was now on the brink of exhaustion, a soft smile of satisfaction still tugging the edge of her lip “I should rest”

Z'ress leaned back and gathered Aerian to assist her in rising, while walking to the door in order to wait for her. As she followed, there was silence, but, Aerian had a view of Z'ress's backside from each sway of her hips to the jiggle of her half-moons from beneath the drift of snow to her hair. The human guard and two werewolves rounded out the procession, the chains clinking in each creatures hands in a reminder of her place in this castle.

When descending down the stairwell into the dungeon, Z'ress hesitated near the door to Hade's cell, motioning Aerian over to her side. "Take a long look. This was you, now...this is you." She hissed beside her ear with a flick of her tongue, motioning for Aerian's cell to be opened and guiding her within. A thick blanket was on the floor with straw bedding beneath. "I have made sure that accommodations have been met." Z'ress turned to motion the werewolf forward, as the manacles were present. "Insurance, you understand, nothing...personal." Once the click of each to her ankles and wrists clasped down in a cruel bite. "I will return." Z'ress stated then turned on her heel, while leaving her alone in the solitude of her cold, damp cell.

Aerian slid to the ground crawling into the makeshift mattress, her body physically exhausted as she felt herself slip. Slowly she dragged the blanket over herself as she lay thoughts bouncing around her mind each as confusing as the last.


The sounds were as ever in her mind multiplied, she could also here Hades as he paced inside his own cell, an odd comfort to know he was at least on feet, the prickle in the back of her consciousness was also stronger and another odd comfort, but the thought of leaving Z’ress oddly unnerved her “Damnit Aerian what have you gotten yourself into?” she rattled the chains that bound her or at least half-heartedly tried, her body still relatively numb.

Thursday, 12 November 2015

[A Cold Winter] Who Has The Power?

Ceremon was busy reading through the books, a candle burned low as the air now grew cold and the light already falling as the night crept in. Hareavor was sharpening a blade on the far side of the room but the rasp of steel on whetstone was no less throught the high racks off books.
“Must you do that in here boy, we have a whole castle for you to annoy” Ceremon snapped darkly “I have a lot of work to do”
“The light is best in here, I get a better edge, and seeing as you stopped me playing with my bitch I have nothing else to do” Hareavor spat back coldly “Why the hell did you bring her here? I mean she has so far done nothing but obsess over that daughter of hers”
“That daughter of hers happens to be with Kane, she also seems to have brought him to full strength which is a problem, or do you forget what happened the last time you engaged him in such a state” Ceremon growled each word harder than the last as Hareavor ran his hand over the scar on his left cheek, a result of a sword fight with Kane.
“The next time he and I fight he will die” Hareavor bit back angrily.
“And yet he lives, I recall you saying similar before Hareavor, and seeing as both of us striggle to get the upper hand on him, we will tip his attention by having his girl in direct danger he will drop his guard and then we will kill him” Ceremon shrugged darkly “But Z’ress is key to that plan so I am telling you to do exactly as she says Hareavor her orders are as if they come from me”
Hareavor spat a string of curses before storming from the library angrily, his eyes flashing darkly toward any who passed him as he did so.
The faint sound of the heels announced the nearing approach of Z'ress, met with a momentary clash in the corridor outside to Hareavor's presence. Though, his glare was spat in her direction, Z'ress carried on as though he never existed.
She entered the library, with the grace of a powerful feline tigress, moving to slip in a settle upon his desk and a cross of her legs that offered him an exemplary view of those smooth ashen stems attached to the knee high boots that caused the sound of her entry. Z'ress remained poised upon the rise of his desk to the side of his work, her crimson eyes remained on the doorway, as her features, though, stunning were indifferent.
Ceremon placed his quill in the ink pot, closing the book he’d been working within before looking upto her “How are my prisoners? Have we got their undying support?” He knew the answer but the question was mere distraction as he eased her legs so they were now settle either side of her on the desk, one sharp tug had her on the edge of the table with her thighs either side of him.
“How were your travels in my deep dark cells?”
Z'ress, the cool and calm viper as she was, hardly reacted to his unfold of her legs and the swift tug that caused her legs to be spread on each side of him with the heels of her boots now pinning his hands to the arm rest of his current seat in a silent warning that he was treading on dangerous ground. "You know the answer, Ceremon. I have found some...weaknesses within them. I do plan to exploit such."
That was when she ensured the pressure remained on his hands, as she flipped up the strip of fabric that was to imitate a loin cloth of silk, to offer him the display of her succulent petals. Such dark flesh kissed with the tease of delicate pink beyond, no sooner had the display occurred, and then it was covered again. "Each of them are confused by my feedings and tending to their wounds. In which, I plan to continue, adding in a bathing session with the rat. She is a poor...poor confused girl, which is simple to wrangle within my web."
Ceremon placed a kiss on her thigh gently, before he looked back to her “She has watched her mother and father destroy each other for years, it makes no wonder she ended up so lost. However” He stopped placing another kiss to her thigh “Do not forget she wants to survive, she is hurt and she is smart a dangerous combination in a child”
He stood now his hand catching the back of her pulling her tight her hips meeting his as he held her tight in place “There is still plenty to be done for us both” his words were almost a hiss as he lent down to catch the flesh of her neck firmly “I wouldn’t want you dead before the fun began”
Z'ress watched him in silence, again, that expression enigmatic and calm, when his lips graced her thigh, the closure fractured for only a moment. She tipped her chin upwards now, to the second placement of his lips upon her opposite thigh, uninterested. But, the instant he stood and grasped her to cause their hips to clash, her crimson eyes snapped to him, narrowing critically.
Her skin between his teeth, was crisp and refreshing, like a bite of freshly fallen snow. "I can handle, myself, Ceremon." Z'ress hissed resting her cheek against his, the tip of her tongue writhing into his ear, proceeded by a purse blow from her lips. Then she leaned back, placing her hands upon his chest to depart from him.
His hand pressed firmly against her before they hooked under the loin cloth dipping into her with expert ease. His hand tightened at her back preventing any real attempt at escape “I do not for a doubt you cannot handle them” his words rolled slowly before he once more laid kisses against her neck
A hiss parted her lips to the plunge of his digits into the tight silken folds, the passage instantly pressing to be rid of the obstacle that pierced her. She was molten in the depths, as every woman. Since he cut off her chances of escape, one hand lifted to curl around his throat from the front, tightening with the fair bite of her nails, then the opposite hand moved to his back in giving a caress up and down, but, in the next instant tangling within his threads in a yank back.
Her crimson eyes were fixed on him, cruelly, while her expression was enigmatic.
He hissed in reply to the snap of his head, the motion was only momentary as he felt her nails break the flesh of his throat a low growl that was between a warning and a growl of twisted passion. As he finally pulled himself free of her grip on his hair he simply smiled.
He removed his hand from her with a soft smile before releasing his grip on her “Perhaps I should have asked first” his voice was cold and yet the challenge to her was there “Such ice cold beauty” and with that he stepped back watching her
The articulate plop was heard in the departure of his digit that plunged within her sweet comb of honey, his words brought a slow twitch to the corner of her lips, almost as though a flicker of amusement surfaced. But, as always, this was short lived and gone no sooner than it had appeared. Never though, had her eyes expressed anything but indifference or domination, cruel and cold.
She tilted her head, while moving forward to dip her head with a glide of her tongue upon the beads of ruby drawn by her nails. Stepping back, as a hand lurched viperously to grasp his top, pull him to force him on his back upon the table, no sooner had she released him, then he was met with a suffocating feeling over his nose and mouth. But, it was when the heat hit him and the sweet musky odor of a female. Z'ress had positioned herself to force him to please her. "Lick me. Do it good, then...I may consider forgiving you."
He didn’t even wait simply plunged his tongue it her his nails raking the back of her thighs as his tongue dipped deep into her, his nails raked back up her thighs then gripped at her ass kneading her buttocks firmly as he slid back to nip her clit before suckling against it.
He moaned against her adjusting himself so as to acomadate the hardening in his pants before his finger crept up along her butt sliding down against the path of his tongue before easing back along and into her butt
He heard the gasp from Z'ress to the writhe of his tongue that pierced into that tight molten passage, leading to the heavenly cradle of birth. Small white lines indicated the path of his nails that dug into her flesh, leaving a throbbing but fading impression on the silken skin. The perfection of her half-moons was soft but firm, melting into his hands as one with a hand placed in snow. He knew that she was a female of little sound when in the dominating position, since, that was all he ever witnessed from her. But, Ceremon began to recognize when he was doing things as she pleased, because, now her hips began to roll into his greedy mouth and slick tool. One hand curled within his hair, nails scraping at the scalp, practically force feeding him her delectable flower. She left him little room to breathe, but, the pressure incited upon her starlet gave after inciting more, the back pipe swallowing the stimulation of both passages being pleasured.
"Add another." She directed him in her cold voice, indicating a partner within her pucker. There was no strain of lust or passion in her voice, as always, calm and collected with the reigns of a man beneath her. He began to taste a sweetness tickle his pallet, this was merely a tease for him to achieve a higher success on forcing her to release.
He didn’t comply for the moment slipping his finger free of her his tongue now striking against her clit, short sharp flicks that struck and ran over the tender nub of flesh. He paid slow attention to her tasting her and incredible experience for one such as himself.
Finally he allowed her an answer his fingers slipping deep into her wetness coating them before easing two up into her butt, a slow motion before twisting and then easing them up further.
The plumpness of her clit dictated to Ceremon the pleasure that was left unspoken, while her body reacted to such stimulation. A hiss parted her lips when he removed his digit from her back pipe with a plop, yet, she continued to roll her hips down into his mouth. The fingers still within his hair, forcing him to take her while literally riding him, the instant the second digit was added to the tool already pre-slickened by the stealthy lubrication stolen from her flower.
The harder he worked within her back passage, the more she began to grow frantic upon him, that is when he was graced with a flow of her honey, filling his lips and beyond into his mouth. Warm. Sweet. Mouth-watering tasty.
The next moment, her body was removed from atop him, while he could breathe freely and his impending digits removed from her black pleasure spot. She stood now, in her calm composure, watching him with those crimson eyes.
He slid back slowly standing his eyes now settling on hers the taste of her still present in his mind “Control is only fun when you’re getting something from it in return” His words were soft and oddly calm “But here there is usually a willing to give in return” 
“But I when the last time you got yourself fucked?” his voice was half challenge half tease but enough to let her know their current arrangement would need to adapt to serve them both “Not that I don’t enjoy serving such beauty, only that I am not accustomed nor willing to simply act in such capacity because it is expected of me”. 
She remained still while he spoke, tilting her head to his words, as those crimson eyes fixed on him. Z'ress maintained her silence standing still, as that female prowess was ever present and demand for authority detailed. That is when she lifted a hand to shift the fabric of her dress, causing the silken folds to caress her body to a crumple upon the floor. This was a sight, Ceremon had not the pleasure to witness.
The delicate curve of her neck, slender shoulders down to the beauteous bosom that was full and plush, enough to make any man drool at the sight. The dark buds were perked with attention to the difference of temperature, marking the toughness of a mother to child through birthing.
Her torso blended in with the waist that nestled a perfectly carved naval amidst the soft flesh of her fit figure. The hips were lush and motherly, while the sensual V was dusted with soft snow and down to her legs.
Ceremon eyed her form slowly his eyes taking every inch of her as he stepped toward her his eyes calm as he eased her onto the desk, one motion unleashed his hard erection and one thrust sent him plunging deep into her, hear heat surrounding him as he held within her for a moment.
His hands slid to her breasts kneading them slowly before pinching her nipples causing them to harden allowing him to capture one in his mouth before sliding to the other.
As Ceremon eased her upon the desk, Z'ress was rigid and stiff, as though this was something very unfamiliar to her in order to allow a male to dominate. A muscle twitched within her jaw as the monstrous tool plunged deep within her silken passage. In contrast to her frigid exterior, her depths were tight and searing hot. The slickness of his prior deep kiss to her flower still remained allowing him the easy transition within her passage.
The succulence of her bosom was so full it spilled between any space of his fingers. Soft, yet, firm. The pinch of her tender buds immediately was presented with a pucker and increased peak, such a treat for his mouth when Ceremon indulged upon the sweet taste of her cold flesh.
Her expression remained, indifferent and calm, as always. Z'ress's crimson eyes remained fixed on him, but, her body reacted to him.
Ceremon was used to the stiffness it hardly bothered him, as he let his fingers tease the tender nub between her thighs before withdrawing himself and once more plunging deep into her, this time he pulled back and again drive into her, before several short shallow thrusts his hands now slipping to her hips allowing him to pull her into him each time their hips met with a resounding slap, a low moan escaping him enjoying the heat of her surrounding his hardened tool.
A sharp inhale was heard as a hiss between her lips from the slip of his digit between her petals for the nestled button, polishing it with his touch. The sight of his meat plunging into her dark flesh to stretch the delicate pink interior was enticing. Her crimson eyes remained on him the instant that his hands grasped a hold of the reigns to her hips, the articulate orchestration of his speed and depth was musical in the echoing walls of the library. Her body began to accept him as his tool ploughed her grounds, deeper and deeper until it wilted against the entry to her sanctum. Taunting him to push deeper and harder to breech past the gates to her womb, her lids closed to half mast, but, no expression nor sound parted her lips. Other than the rise and fall of her bosom, jiggling to the force he was taking her. 
He growled darkly before his grip tightened and his rhythm quickened each thrust now near violent as his control slid into lust and a need to release, each thrust now driving him hard and deep within her a hungry need for her and for his release.
He fed her his length with repeated force until it hit a deep violent release sending a surge of force through his body his hips snapped violently against her as he spilled his load deep within her.
Z'ress's tilted her head back with her lips parted, though, only the sound of her panting breathing left with the lack of vocals, clearly the more violence he displayed the increased lubrication occurred. She tilted her head to the side, while the terrain of her neck was exposed. The depth he sought was granted as the spongy tip writhed and breeched into her womb, partially strangled by her cervix.
She hissed as the fleshy tube expanded, stretching her corridor, while the flood of rope after rope of his seed flooded her to maximum effect and met with a trickle of her honey. Abruptly she leaned up and wrapped a hand around his neck, narrowing her eyes to him, a focused beam of light. "Did I give you permission to plant your seed in me?" Still with him buried, she somehow managed to push him back on the floor with both her hands now at his throat, inciting more pressure, but, then she released the hold and pulled him up by his hair to crush her lips angrily against his.
He returned the kiss just a deep and dark before his hand wound into her hair pulling her back his eyes flashed “You never said I couldn’t” before he shifted to sit with her in his lap. He nipped the side of her neck before smiling “If I didn’t know better I’d claim you didn’t enjoy yourself”
A deep seeded growl rumbled from her throat when he yanked her head back with the reigns upon her snowy threads. "You never asked." She linked her hands behind his neck in the shift, but, considered him in silence. Z'ress then pushed him square into his chest, a distraction for her to rise and return to gather her fallen dress. In the fold forward, she displayed the glistening petals, dark but the interior was pink and the trickle of a pearlescent juice of their moment gliding down her thigh.
He watched her for a moment catching that glistening petal a soft smile “Such beauty, true beauty is rare in our realm Z’ress, I am fortunate indeed” and with that he pulled himself to his feet, sliding back into his pants with ease and one motion sorted the mess in his hair.
“What is our next course of action?” A genuine question in knowing her plans would allow him to figure his next move in the ultimate game he played with realm as a whole.
She glanced to him over her shoulder, those crimson eyes fixed on him, gathering the dress but not placing it upon her form. She simply draped it over her forearm, remaining silent for a time, then nodding slowly. "Hades will undergo torture after tomorrow if his...mind has not changed. The rat...well, I have some special plans for her. I am enjoying her confused adolescent mind. While, I know, she will not give up my daughter, I have found cracks that I intend to monopolize. She will not be the same woman that Kane knew before we stripped her and starved her..."
“It will make for an interesting experiment, I shall leave you to weave your magic my dark one” Ceremon smiled darkly before making his way back to desk and his own work “Perhaps this won’t be such a waste of time after all”