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 Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:32 pm
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A satisfied smiled curved upwards into the inhuman, Cheshire grin. The head butt gave him a few extra seconds of reaction time. Gurzil wasn't really worried about it at this point. Seeing as her only real weapons, couldn't be used against him. The damage she was allowed to dish out, was mostly due to the fact that Gurzil was a sadistic masochist.
The demon pinned her to the ground by her throat, kneeling over her. His free hand coming to her blouse, with a burning white claw tip. He pressed it to her skin, and began drawing patterns into her flesh, branding her with beautifully ornate Egyptian symbolism. It was nothing mythical, just pretty to look at. Gurzil chuckled at the sounds she made, The most horrifying thing was that the sun was still in the sky, and he was doing nothing to hide her screams of agony.
Once Gurzil finished he stuck the tip of his claw in his mouth, to drag a steaming trail of burnt flesh. He looked over his work, absolutely pleased with himself. Then without a word, he nudged her legs apart with his knee. His fiery claw descended upon her blouse once more. This time it caught at the collar of her shirt and top. Slowly he dragged it down, cutting her clothing open. Then he strips her of all but her panties. Then sat about he ornate designing once more. First starting just under her bust line, along her rib cage. The Demon Lord took his time with her, making sure to get every line perfect. After all he'd have to be looking at it.
Gurzil flipped her over to continue the design around to her back, where he traced designs along each individual rip, then from the base of her skull clear down the to curve of her rear end. From her lower back he moved down the outer thighs. When he was finished all but her inner thighs, and between were covered from the waist down.
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 9:48 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 11, 2015 10:42 pm
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Gurzil chuckled down at her defiant gaze. He positioned her legs to rest on his waist. He leaned to her ear and whispered in a sadistic tone. " Let me make your nightmares a reality." His lips brushed against her jaw, before they planted themselves against her own. He kissed her passionately, like that of a lover who has just arrived home from a long journey. His hands roamed her body, massaging as they went, until the pain of the branding was drowned out by the release of tension in her muscles.
Once he was sure he had her unwillingly willing to return his affection. He continued to kiss and caress her form. While the air slowly became filled with sickening sounds. His body grew hotter, and hotter until his skin burst into flames, though the flames would not cause actual damage to her body. All the while the sickening sounds of breaking bones, and popping sockets grew louder. The handsome man with Elven features morphed into something truly terrifying.
Now knelt over her was a colossal crimson scaled Bull, eyes blazing like molten gold. His maul was lined with perfectly straight line fangs. Each breath brought twin stream of black smoke from his nostrils. he kissed her chest as she began screaming once more. he Pressed his hips against hers roughly, leading her into a long night of horror.
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Posted: Fri Jun 12, 2015 12:14 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 6:36 pm
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Gurzil awoke to the beautiful morning sun in the Eastern sky, the sounds of birds chirping, and a girl crying. For the demon there was no better way to wake up. He stretched his full body with a yawn, and then opened his eyes. Rolling on to his side, with his chin resting against his hand. From here he could watch the girl sob into herself, knowing that there was no one to help her, it was already too late for her. He had already bond her to him, and broken her will. He made sure she knew what would happen if she ever tried escaping.
" Name!" His voice was cold, and short as he issued the command. He didn't care if she was still weeping while she spoke, he in fact liked it quite a bit. He only ever liked it when women crying, He absolutely could not stand to hear a grown man weep,whine or any such thing. Kam had tried to add in weeping during one of their first nights together, that was when Kam had first experienced the sensation of being eaten alive.
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Posted: Sat Jun 13, 2015 7:01 pm
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Claire
"My name is Claire," the half demon said quietly, unable to hide the tremble in her voice as she continued to cry. Her thoughts turned to escape for a brief moment before she squashed the idea. She had tried that during the events of the night, and Gurzil had immediately made her regret it. True, living as his slave would likely bring her pain, but it was nothing like the hell she would experience if she tried to get away. Because even if she did manage to get away somehow, only Gurzil could remove the collar. And as long as she wore it, Gurzil would be able to track her with ease. She shuddered as she tried to imagine the suffering she would experience if she ever escaped and made Gurzil track her down, but found that she just couldn't bring herself to think of it. He may not have been able to hear her thoughts, but they were fairly obvious by her expression. And the resigned expression she settled on made it clear that he had done more than just break her. Saying that implied that she could ever manage to regain that strength of will. No, he had crushed her spirit in a way that she would never recover from.
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 2:55 am
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Posted: Sun Jun 14, 2015 3:17 am
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After Gurzil and Clair had traveled a bit, another figure appeared on the road walking towards them. One figure became two of differing sizes. A little bit more and the figures became clear to them both.
Kam was walking down the road wearing only his leather pants with the top button undone and his boots. Of course, he was wearing his collar, one so very different from the one Clair wore. His was that of a willingly bound demon. Today, it had spikes along the outside.
At his side paced Blade in her black leopard form, her slave collar having shifted with her form, a chain attached to the collar with the other end of it in Kam's hand.
As they got closer, Kam couldn't help but roll his eyes at Clair who paced behind his master, finding her to be on the weak side of things. He knew the images his master had to be feeding her to instil such fear in her eyes but also knew he'd learned the joys of just such a scenario...
He stopped in front of Gurzil and held up the chain in his hand, "I believe you said something about wanting to have a leopard on a chain at your side?" he asked simply as Blade gave a deep and unhappy growl at him.
He kicked at her without taking his eyes off his master and gave a pleased hiss when she swiped at him, one claw managing to get him along his thigh. He just gave a chuckle over it, "She's still pissed but a real hellcat in the sack..." he added, knowing his master would appreciate what he was saying.
"I also learned a few things you might find interesting... She didn't give anything up easily, though it was fun working it all out of her. Apparently she's got a twin brother who just got together with a nicely put together Alpha, they're staying at the sandman base. But you're really going to love who is living there as well..." he reported then bit his lower lip in anticipation of his last bit of news.
That was really going to get Gurzil going, he just knew it...
"It seems that the little one we're after... Deluge's son... Has an uncle less than a block away... Ash is still alive..." he reported, knowing that Gurzil had been wanting to get his hands on the luscious Incubus for centuries. They'd had a brief contract and Ash had managed to find a loophole to get out of it before Gurzil could even get a taste of him. Kam knew that his master hated to be cheated out of a good meal and a very good lay. |
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 11:03 am
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Gurzil didn't even wait for the leash. The second the cat swiped at Kam's leg, Gurzil picked her up and hugged her close. " OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ish soooo cute....." He pulls her in tight, nuzzling her face. " I will love you, an..and hug you....and call you George." With that he wiggled like a big warm hearted child, hugging the cat close, until Kam ruined it. Gurzil's smile turned into pursed lips, his eyes narrowing, as he holds the panther out to one side by the scuff of her neck, like a kitten. " You ruin fluffy cuddles Ka.....You don't say." His poutty lips curved high into a satanic smile. He pulled the panther to his chest, holding her like he was fricking " GoldFinger." Slowly petting her from the head and down over her shoulders. His feet began carrying him back in the direction he had been traveling. " Tell me more Kammy....I am having a very good start to my day." He chuckled demonically.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 1:11 pm
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The second she was picked up, Blade let out a very unhappy yowl and struggled, her hind claws catching Kam who didn't bother to move. then she was held up by the scruff and simply kept growling.
After that, it went from worse to stupid to worse as he held her and started petting her then started walking while doing. She couldn't shift because he wanted her in her leopard form and she started struggling to get loose. But he kept petting her, easily holding her in place.
It didn't help any that she could still smell what he'd done to the girl, she thought her name was Clair or something weird like that... But the smell was being rubbed into her nose and reminding her of the last two days and why the Incubus still had a nice set of claw marks over his a**.
Kam simply chuckled over Blade's reaction to everything and motioned for Claire to follow along, "I thought that would make your day..." he said softly and even leaned over to give Gurzil a kiss to his cheek before continuing to walk along next to him.
"Turns out Ash has progeny... She didn't know much about them. She's not the mothering kind, apparently. But he's got kids, young ones. He's in hiding from their council. Apparently Ren, the woman from the other side, had gotten to some of the council members. Now they're out to kill the munchkins, Ash, and some feline woman I've never heard of. But he's all alone now... As in single again... The kitten also has a twin brother... She really didn't want to tell me that one... He's living a block away from Ash with an Alpha male and an expecting female wolf..." he explained, knowing Gurzil was going to love the information.
It was just a matter of time before he found out just how much he was going to like it...
He gave a delighted laugh when Blade tried to swipe at him, loving the fact that she was hating the entire situation and still pissed off over it all... |
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 1:56 pm
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" OOO baby back ribs...." Gurzil chuckled darkly, then frowned at blades reaction to Kam. " Blade can smell it.....can't she.....HAHahahahaha..... doe she wish to know what Gurzil did? hehehehehe Claire..... bare yourself for your sister, wont you?" All the while Gurzil was happily sending Claire image after image. Through as he began to pull away from her mind, he found someone watching. " And how many villages along the way?" Gurzil remained silent about the watcher. " We need actual soldiers, someone trained properly." Gurzil was already had a plan for Ash, and his brood.
Gurzil dropped Blade indifferent, of the out come. He changed his mind on the cat form, forcing her to change into her human form. " If you rise above all fours, I wont be kind to your brother....... I'll simply F*** that pretty little angelic skull of his.....heHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA... Such pretty long obsidian hair....." His golden eyes turned to Kam with a loving smile. " Kam how would you like your own PERSONAL assistant?" Gurzil gripped the leash, still attached to her collar, and gave it a yank. " You will Enjoy seeing your brother again, wont you Shadow..... Let's make it a happy reunion, yes?" He paused a moment as they walked, allowing her a second to digest it all. " I'd hate to separate yet another family.... Hmmmmmm...Song...Wind...such a pretty name. " It was easy for Gurzil to pull this information from her surface thoughts, seeing as Kam had already beat most of it out of her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 2:16 pm
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Blade was not happy when she was dropped and forced to shift to her human form. Especially since her clothes never shifted with her. Her bare body was now showing the numerous marks that revealed the various ways Kam had worked the information from her over the last three days.
While Gurzil had tortured and traumatized Claire... Kam had been much more creative... Though he'd had just as much fun... He and his master were two of a kind, after all...
Blade winced at the mention of Wind, and the yank on the leash, and knew she'd be doing exactly as he said even though she turned a glare up at him after getting into the undignified position.
Kam just laughed again as he put an arm over Claire's shoulders, "Just how personal would my assistant be, Master? Please tell me he's as pretty as you're hinting at... I'd love to see the pair all laid out... chained in position... lash marks over their beautiful skin..." he actually gave a shudder at the mental image, silently delighting in the fact that Claire could feel it as well.
Then he tilted his head as he looked over Blade's bare back, "What do you think of the patterning I left in her skin, Master? She kept squirming and made it difficult to get the lash where I wanted it..." he said conversationally, always wanting pointers from the one who'd originally taught him to use the whip.... |
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 2:46 pm
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Claire
Claire sensed an unknown presence as she followed the conversation. And when Gurzil mentioned Wind, a feeling of pure outrage spread to all of them. "I'll find a way to tear you apart, you monster," Claire hissed. And then she blinked in surprise. While she had spoken the words, they hadn't been hers. Bethany was watching the group, and she was starting to get angry and scared. Apparently, her emotions were even strong enough to allow her to speak through Claire, since Claire was the one she was psychically connecting to. Claire frowned and tried to force Bethany to disconnect from her and then did something rather unexpected. As she pushed the girl's consciousness away, she sent her straight through the bond to Gurzil, forcing her into Gurzil's head. Bethany got out of Gurzil's mind as quickly as possible, though not fast enough to avoid seeing a few disturbing things. And the biggest problem was that Gurzil had gotten a look into Bethany's mind as well. Claire didn't react to Kam's thoughts, finding that she was more concerned with Gurzil's reaction to Bethany using her as a connection. She didn't know if he would hurt her for it or not.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2015 3:20 pm
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The demon's eyes fell on Claire Debating whether she should be ripped in half. Once he got a look at her, it was clear she had not said those words. " I thought i felt someone..." Gurzil ignored the threat, choosing instead to answer Kam. " He'll be to you, what you are to me....as for the art work..." Gurzil looked down at the wounds on Blade's body. " It's perfect!! True art is not made by precision. IT is what the Artist does with an uneven line, that makes the masterpiece...... However..." He frown looking back at kam. " You could have left some space for me..." Gurzil pouted with his trembling lower lip. Then burst into laught, that was quickly cut off by the entry of someone's mind. They tried to escape before he could sense them, but this one was young. To her misfortune, she had been assaulted with the monstrosities of of sacking cities. The fires, screams and the blood....rivers and rivers of blood flowing from doors of homes, gleaming in the lights of the hellish blaze.
Gurzil's mind latched on long enough for him to say one thing. " I'll see you soon Bethany..." Then he launched her from his mind. " Well then Looks like we are stopping by your brother house first..... I just saw the most delicious menu..... Hmmmm.... think i'll start with her thighs." Gurzil looked down at Blade. " And guess what putty-tat...... Your going to slaughter them all for me.... And your going to enjoy it..... Then you going to present your brothers pretty little rear end to dear Ol' Kam....." With that he kicked her hard between the legs. HIs field of enragement slide down the chain to the woman, though the rage he sent was a cold rage, one of complete calm. Gurzil was going to break her along the way. He wanted a savage beast, that found joy in any blood her master allowed her to shred, and he would have it. He pulled his mind from Claire, and instead began in on blade. The images he sent her were far more creative than the ones he had done for Claire.
At one point he made ten minutes feel like ten years. Every second of which was filled by yet another versoin of himself, driving one blade after another into her body. Every day she would awake to find she was whole, only to be tortured by a whip, hot irons.... Forced to dance in white hot iron sandals. Gurzuil added a new torture every day, until she was dancing in hot iron sandals, being lashed, probed with blades, spears, bamboo shoots under the nails. The demon ran the gambit on her like this for ten solid minutes.
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