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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 3, 2007 19:24:44 GMT -5
Victor watched Sara for a short moment as he had asked her to get the clamp so he could cause more pain, the chamber was filled with it and evil which he loved even he had to take some heavy insults from the lycan mother he was to torture. He could sense the damage he had caused the lycan already was terrible but understood that Alena wanted to act though under such circumstances, he smiled to himself shortly before taking the clamp from Sara`s hand and nodded to her words she sent in his thoughts, promising he would not hurt the wolf to much.
But the definition of little to Victor was not normal, to him everything was larger and the more pain he caused the more he loved it. He was going to have great fun with the lycan he though and would make her scream in the end for sure, her time of death was soon to come but would not let her die easily. As he turned looking back at Alena he could see she was in pain but still she enjoyed it with a smile, this was interesting but had not wished for her to smile."Now, lets see what else we can cause to your beautyness."He said with a smirk and then leaned down to her one naked leg, putting the clamp on and made it ready for use. If he started it would cause her pain until the foot might break of as it would go deep, more surpriser's he had for her but for now he was just warming up.
Sonly after he spoke loud on and wondered what she was thinking about, carefully he leaned forward and stared into her eyes as his hand was on the clamp wheel, ready to twist it around so she would get in pain."Scream for me!" He said deep and dark, suddenly turning on the wheel and it went deep into her flesh. Making it more painful as it went and sonly the bone would break if she would not stop him somehow, though he doubt she could.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 8, 2007 0:47:17 GMT -5
Alena’s countenance did not change as Victor fastened the clamp to her leg, and she smiled expectantly to him as he gazed into her eyes; black hair falling over her pale face. She could feel him trying to look into her thoughts, but he and anyone else, would only see what Alena wanted them to see. And she was perfectly alright with letting him know how much she was enjoying this. Now that she had Victor’s gaze, his attention toward her eyes, she stared deep into his, and made her pupils shrink so that her icy, blue irises seemed to become her entire eye. She kept his focus on the cold depth of her eyes, obtaining a slight hypnosis over him, and pushed his message ’Scream for me’ back toward him. As the clamp was turned, the joints closed tighter, digging into her skin, and piercing her flesh while the bones started to breech. It was sharp, and certain bones in her ankle broke with sickly cracks and pops. Alena felt an urgent wish to yell out, but repressed the screaming desire into discomforted moans and grunts to Satan. The clamp continued to be turned, slowly to draw out more pain, but surely; and it came to a point that Alena feared all of the bones near her ankle would shatter. Unconscious, and unwilling, tears formed under her eyes as a natural reaction to the unnatural stress the clamp was placing on her. It came to a point where Alena had to look down and close her eyes for a brief second, the hypnotizing effect releasing itself momentarily. But immediately, Alena brought her eyes back up, inducing Victor with the slight hypnosis again. Under the hypnosis, into his mind, Alena spoke the suggestion, The clamp is no fun. You will have Sara suggest the next device. Victor had done well to choose the clamp, a Lycan with broken feet cannot run, sly b*stard; but Alena did not intend to let him win.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 10, 2007 8:02:29 GMT -5
Victor glared at Alena with red eyes as he clamp got together around her leg until her bones broke and she were not able to move on anymore, he kept no twisting it around as he watched her but could feel something entering his thoughts. Was it Sara with her telepathic abilities again or was it something else, suddenly he was caught up in Alena`s gaze and could not do anything for a moment instead of moving the clamp tighter. When it became to painful the lycan mother broke the gaze and so he was free to look around again, he wondered what it could be but still kept on causing her pain.
Something where wrong as she had not taken to much damage by the torture he had given to her though it was understandable, a creature like her as she were its queen could endure alot greater damage then any other of her kind. Swiftly unexpected her look turned back to his eyes and he was cached in it again, this time was not able to move at all as thoughts came into him. Telling him that Sara should choose some torture instrument instead, he nodded and smirked before turning to Sara."Sara, could you please choose something else for us to try out on this..female lycan?"He asked and waited for Sara`s respond, obeying the hypnotize which Alena had caused Victor.
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Post by Sara on Oct 10, 2007 8:47:48 GMT -5
Sara waited patiently for Victor’s next command, but when he asked her to choose the next weapon she froze. What on earth? He knew she did not really want to be linked to this whole torture thing, but still he seemed to disregard that by asking her to choose the next.
Paralysed for a few moments, she moved over to the table, containing all devices of torture. She chose the simplest. A file. It was freshly sharp, but she knew that dogs had not always enjoyed their nails being cut of shortened. She took a solid breath and returned it to Victor.
“I must go my love,” she said taking a glance back at Alena, and then back to Victor, “I have some business in town to accomplish.”
In fact, news had gotten to her about a new vampire, looking for her. Sara thought it best, to go find out who and what was going on. As soon as possible. Somehow Victor was mesmerized in the world of torture and she was not really in the mood to stay around and watch it.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 15, 2007 23:43:54 GMT -5
When Victor turned to Sara, Alena let out a silent sigh of relief that the clamp had stopped. The burning pain of her cracked and bruised bones and muscles was still present, and it seemed like the bones wanted to curl at their exposure to the air. But at least she had prevented all of the bones from being shattered, so there was still a good hope that this blow would completely heal. If she hadn't been so preoccupied with the condition of her leg, Alena would have rejoiced more in Victor's response and obedience under her hypnosis. But at present she did not feel up to flaunting her achievement. After Victor had asked Sara, as Alena had suggested, and Sara handed over the file, Alena released her hypnosis over Victor. Sweat lined her brow and ran down her spine, but she managed to grin at one corner of her mouth at Sara's hesitation and then as the female Vampyre requested to leave. One of the Lycan Mother's ribs popped out uncomfortably in a low crack as they very slowly began to heal. Alena inhaled a short breath, and spoke softly, but surprisingly very clearly, "I shall miss you, Sara." Her ice eyes held a deviant light in them, but her smile was small and still only in one corner. She did not chance a look down at her leg, but kept her eyes on either Sara or Victor at all times.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 16, 2007 8:38:18 GMT -5
As Victor where under hypnoses by Alena he could not control what he himself were speaking to Sara even he knew she did not like what was going on in the chamber of torture, curiously he watched as she choosed a tool from the table. When she handed the tool for him to use, he gently nodded and took it with a kind smile but was surprised of her telling she would leave."Leaving me alone are you, well if you have business to finish then I wont stop you."He said deep and soft, watching her in every movements she made and took farewell before she would leave the room for good.
Quickly Victors gaze turn as Alena spoke out about missing Sara, the lycan had something planned it seemed but Victor would stop that from happening with the powers and ability he could."Well you should instead worry about your own fate, Sara`s choice will be painful for you to handle."Victor said out loud to answer the lycan mother, with an interesting look he approached and wondered what the female was thinking. Slowly he took up the the sharp file, waving with it for a moment in front of her face before with a great grip grabbed Alena`s arm which was hanging above her head.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 17, 2007 19:09:28 GMT -5
“Fate is for those too weak to take charge of their own lives.” Alena’s words remained softly spoken, but were not weak. “Although, you are still a Baby Bat, perhaps you have not yet learned that.” Her eyes did not follow the motion of the file as Victor waved it in front of her; instead she kept her watch on Victor. In her Human body, Alena always kept her nails short, so she imagined there would be a good deal of discomfort in this, although it would hurt much more if she were in her Lycan body. Another small pop of her ribs contorted her chest for a moment before settling back into its normal position. The damage on her ribs was beginning to fade away, but Alena’s leg still looked like a bloody, disfigured hell. Alena smiled softly at Victor and gave him a look that said she pitied him, “My nails have been ripped out twice before, Victor. Raven’s love was more painful than your torture has been.” That last part was a bit of an overstatement as her leg was killing her, but she kept her face as a smile and her eyes as amusement.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 17, 2007 19:33:13 GMT -5
Victors evil glare increased with anger of the words she spoke as he watched her, she was teasing him with using harsh language to make him angry and it worked. Sonly his smile faded away and with a quick movement, the tool he had kept in his hand in front of her eyes swiftly moved to her hip and stabbed her deep into the flesh."Really!? Well why do you so seem to be in pain, I can feel your tension for screaming. "He said as a smirk appeared on his face, moving closer and continued speaking into her ear."Scream for me, mother of lycans."
As that was being said he in anger twirled the tool which still was inside her flesh around, to cause more pain and maybe make her scream. Victor was pleased of torturing a such powerful enemy who had lived many years before him, but it did not matter. At the moment it was he who had the power, she was his and he could do whatever he wanted, even kill her if the decision about it would come. Carefully he moved away from her ear and looked at Alena as he held the tool of torture inside her flesh, watching every movement going on within her and could also sense great evil inside her body. Quickly he pulled the tool out and punched her face hard with his fist, wanting to punch her just for fun.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 17, 2007 21:39:16 GMT -5
A short, desperate cry escaped her as Victor stabbed her, and her head fell forward, gritting her teeth as she tried not to yell out. But it was so hard. As Victor stepped closer to whisper in her ear, his cloak brushed against her broken leg, and Alena inhaled sharply. She tried to turn her grunts into laughter, but somehow it didn't quite work. And then the twisting of the file inside her began. There was no way she could hide her pain, he was so close to her. The hair that fell over her face was her only retreat, but she could feel his dark gaze on her as she let out involuntary cries at this torture. And then the idea came to her, to break the bond of Victor and Sara, tear them apart just as Raven had been torn away from her. It was a perfect idea, and a dirty idea, and Alena hated herself for even thinking of it and rejoiced in it at the same time. Good thing she had no shame. One last gasp of pain as the file was ripped out of her, and her face was assaulted. Her head remained down for a while, and she breathed heavily. Just push the pain away, she told herself, this is nothing. A metallic taste flooded from her mouth and down her chin; sometimes her sharp teeth worked against her. And then again, sometimes they worked with her. Her leg began to slowly mend itself; but fresh blood flowed out of the wound on her hip now, and it ran down her leg. Alena looked up at Victor, her pupils had again receded and the blue iris was all that could be seen inside the whites of her eyes, "Victor," she spoke, to get his attention on her eyes. And when she had his eye contact, she induced him once again under a hypnosis. "Have you ever tasted Lycan blood? It has much more energy and flavor than a Human's." She tempted him with the blood from her lip and from her hip wound. Drink.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 18, 2007 15:46:52 GMT -5
A serious look from Victor followed Alena`s body as she now was in great pain and could hear her suffer from the torture he caused her, he would not let an lycan enemy as her insult him without getting payed back. His anger against his enemies was greater then anyone could ever figure but causing them pain was something he enjoyed, seeing the lycan mother in pain was a great pleasure and sight for him. In deep thoughts he watched her for a moment but turned to look down at the wound he had caused her, seeing blood streaming of it as his coat touched her leg.
As she suddenly spoke in pain and managed to catch his attention, his eyes turned upon hers and listened curiously in what she said. Watching her deep into her eyes made him feel uncomfortable somehow as an feeling of a great force taking control of him could be felt, he tried to ignore it but couldn't as he answered with words that was not like his own."Lycan blood, sounds tasty."He said and leaned closer, watching her curious and gently as his eyes moved to look at her lips were the blood of his punch ran. Slowly a smirk appeared on his face and softly he started kissing her lips dry of the lycan blood as he himself was under a spell, but rather he was once again hypnotized by her tricks. His hand swiftly then grabbed her head roughly, pulling her closer to remove the blood from her lips. He then started moving from her lips and down to her neck, sniffing it as he looked up for a moment and his eyes glowed red along with his teeth growing sharp. Hard and deep his teeth sank into her neck and started drinking the lycan blood which was new, no other vampire in the world had done this before and it was not curtain how it would effect an vampire for doing so. A great power could be felt in the blood and it somehow made Victor think differently and more connected to the lycan.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 18, 2007 19:11:20 GMT -5
It was amazing the expressions that would take over a person’s face that had been entranced by Alena, and she was always interested to see what would show up. Victor was full of curiosity; and the touch of tenderness in his eyes told Alena that he was going to do everything he could to fulfill her suggestions. And also told her that she had perhaps used the hypnosis a bit too strong. She did not smile as Victor obeyed, but kissed softly back at first. Then, she caught his bottom lip in between two of her pointed canine teeth, and bit down to draw a bit of his blood. She wanted to see whether this would anger or arouse Victor. And licked her lips as the Vampyre went to her neck. His piercing fangs sent a shudder down her spine and limbs, and her heart raced faster. The jolt of ecstasy that came upon her as Victor’s teeth sunk into her neck was unexpected on her part, and a slight gasp escaped her. But this time, not a moan of pain. Alena scolded herself mentally for letting that escape; but she couldn’t rid the feeling that his bite was making her melt, just as Raven’s had. Accompanying that feeling of pleasure was that the pain of her leg began to lessen until it was only a discomfort to her. But that’s what this was all about, making Victor and Sara pay for killing Raven and destroying the Lycan Den in Sweden. “Not so much...” Alena whispered, when Victor had taken a good-sized drink. Now that he’d drank from her, he would be easier to control, although he hadn’t really been too resistant to begin with; but she knew he would want more.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 19, 2007 19:12:21 GMT -5
Victor as strong build he was held tight and rough onto the lycan mother with great strength, he drank alot as the taste of the new blood was different. It had an stranger effect then any other blood type, but was not able to stop himself as he had been told to drink from her. He was known to make deep marks on his victims by his drinking, which often was the sign of Victors hunger for blood and recruiting. As he went on with what she had ordered him to do he could hear soft moans of pleasure and could sense feelings inside of her growing, the large beating heart of her could be felt going faster as he kept drinking.
When she spoke on he got told to not drink to much, for a moment Victor stopped with a smirk, looking at her before he turned back to drink more of her neck. His one hand was still resting upon her head as the other laid at her hip, carefully he held her close into his body and it comforted him with great feelings. Victor did not know for sure what he was doing but somehow he still could sense some of his real self, who still was trying to struggle against it but it was hopeless. Gently his one hand started moving from her hip to ass, seeing as she was naked it made everything more possible for him to go on. Slightly he stroke her and kept on drinking blood but then stopped, slowly he turned looking at her before moving to kiss more of her lips. She was a wild woman he felt and something about her made him feel different, his passion was still linked to Sara but was hypnotized to believe different by Alena. Something inside him was changing by the effect of lycan blood and hypnoses, Victor had no chance of escape as he was under now under spell.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 20, 2007 2:52:40 GMT -5
Goose bumps followed Victor’s hand as it traveled across her body, and his cold touch sent thick shivers up and down her spine. Although gentle on her rear, Alena knew his hands were deadly strong and held the potential for being pleasantly rough with her. He tickled her tailbone with a soft graze of his fingers, eliciting bestial satisfaction in a low moan; but she wanted that grip to be as rough as the hand in her hair was. Victor’s slight tugs at her hair as his fangs pierced her neck deeper drove Alena crazy, and her fists clenched around the chains above her head, pulling her subtly up for a moment. The close hold was somewhat awkward as Alena was still chained to the wall, but she would mend that momentarily. The previously shattered bones in her leg shifted and pained her for a moment as they realigned themselves and began to fully heal. Alena smiled with a dark confidence to Victor as he finally broke away from her neck and looked up, her blood dripping from his mouth. Seeing such a mighty Vampyre become helpless under her eyes very much amused and pleased the Mother of Lycanthropy. And she passionately received his kisses, which tasted of her blood; the torture he’d given her, she would return to him three-fold in her own ways. She slipped her tongue between Victor’s lips and entered his mouth dominantly, teasing him with her movements to make him demand more. Remove the chains you’ve placed on me.
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Post by Victor Van Alberict on Oct 20, 2007 11:13:45 GMT -5
The shapes of Alena`s great body was satisfying as his hands roamed across, it was pleasant with her skin against his and it made him wanting more of her. Serious and dark he looked into her eyes shortly before they started making out, her tongue had gone deep inside his mouth and it was good. As it happened, Victor hand that rested upon her ass was roughly grabbing it harder as he pinned her against the wall. Holding her tight and rough he played along with her tongue and could sense great passion appearing within them, the moans of the lycan mother was impressive and made it all feel better.
The lycan blood seemed to had an great effect upon the vampires love life but it was her hypnoses that made the real effect upon Victor, satisfied he was even under the spell but to wards Sara it was not right. Gladly she was not there to notice the incident of what was happening but still it worried Victor deep in thoughts, sonly after a short moment his mind went back to Alena and a new order was given to him. He was to remove the chain at her feet's, as he could not resist the such strong hypnoses she had given him he had to. Carefully his hand moved on to her ass and across her leg to open up the chains at her feet's, without looking he opened them and as touched he could feel her pleasant skin.
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Post by Alena Wulf on Oct 20, 2007 23:56:35 GMT -5
A coy smile came upon Alena as they kissed, and Victor pinned her to the wall against his body. His fingers digging into her flesh was what she had been waiting for; and his nails clawing ever so slightly into her skin teased her terribly. There was some of the ferocity she’d expected from the so-called Vampyre King. Something about having her greatest enemy crave her body thoroughly entertained Alena, and she delighted in what her hate for him was now making him do. She smiled down at Victor in satisfaction as he traced her nude figure with his hands and knelt at her feet, never breaking the eye contact with her as he removed the chains around her ankles. The torture chamber in front of her came into view in the corners of her eyes as Victor knelt, all of the devices and chains just lying about, even a few screams of pain and terror echoing in from other nearby rooms. Blood splashed the walls and floor, but seeing this powerful Vampyre King on his knees at her feet was a view Alena could get used to seeing, “Good boy, King.” She would very much enjoy taking away the things he had held dear. Her smile faded for a moment, and as Victor looked up at her naked form, wrists still bound to the wall, she pushed back his earlier confidence that she was his prisoner and under his mercy. Slightly biting her lip, she motioned with her eyes for Victor to stand, and as he came up, she lifted her strong legs and curled them around the Vampyre King’s muscular waist, pulling him closer to her. She reached out and caught his bottom lip with her mouth, flicking it once with her tongue before letting it go and resting her head back on the wall with a quiet smirk. Under the hypnosis, Alena let Victor feel that he was in control and that he wanted to continue this because it had been his idea to defile her beauty; but truly, the Lycan Mother had made the Vampyre King her prisoner.
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