Benn
New Member
Posts: 5 
Standing: Slave
Age: 21
Powers: Powers:
1Rapid Healing.
2Elemental Flames...it can’t hurt anyone, but extremely entertaining to watch.
3Shadow Weaving... He can manipulate shadows.
4 Eternal Youth
H I S T O R Y
Ethan was born a slave, and doesn’t remember his parents. Raised in coven of vampires, Ethan quickly grew accustomed to a life of blood and erotic pleasure. L
Species: Incubus
Occupation: Blood Donor, Pleasure Slave
Personality: Submissive, Likes To Please,
Likes: Sex, Sex Games, Sex With Food! Pain! Attention! Abuse! Vampires! His Mistress! Dancing to “Blood Marry”! Chains! and More Sex!
Dislikes: Being Bored. Being Locked up. Neglect.
History: Benn was orphaned when he was ten. Alone and starving out on the city streets, he was quickly captured and groomed to become a pleasure slave.
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Post by Benn on Jan 30, 2015 7:05:17 GMT
There had been a blood feud, the age old war against werewolves and vampires. Ben watched as the vampires tried reason who would inherit what possessions of his former mistress. It was not common vampires died and immortals didn't exactly leave wills lying around. Although he was a fairly powerful demon he wasn't strong enough to fight against the vampires that kept him. But even if he could, he wouldn't, Benn had been a slave since brirth and this was all he knew, and had grown accustomed to a life of blood and erotic pleasure. Benn loved to please and he had even cried over his former mistress's death. He of course wasn't able to mourn long, as he was forced to entertain nearly the entire Vampire coven after they came for him.... thanks to his healing abilities and most of the fang marks were starting to dissipate from last night. Benn wore a black silk collar to hide the two small fang marks in his neck and two two matching black arm warmers to hide the fang marks on his wrists. The young shadow demon leaned against the iron bars of his cage trying to figure out who would be his new master. One thing was for certain he had dressed to please his new mistress, wearing his black pants and tight black fish net shirt completing the out fit with a handsome black vest... which he kept unbuttoned to show of his abs. Finally the vampires seemed to reach some sort of agreement . All eyes suddenly turned to him, Benn swallowed hard and quickly sank to knees and cast his eyes downward, as a beautiful vampiress stepped forward.
His heart began to quicken he as hesitantly glanced up at the woman, and then turned dropped his gaze again, "Please, don't sell me, mistress," he begged, bowing even lower until his long black hair fell over his face and brush the ground of his cage as if she were his goddess. "Please daughter of the moon goddess! I will do anything not to go to the auctions!" he pleaded with her.     |
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Gabrielle Cross
New Member
Posts: 5 
Standing: Master
Age: 270
Powers: Vampiric strength and senses, glamour.
Species: Vampire
Occupation: Hunter
Personality: Greedy, lustful, self-righteous.
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Post by Gabrielle Cross on Jan 30, 2015 17:54:34 GMT
Being the hunter that she was, Gabrielle had many connections, one of which had been a good friend and fellow vampiress by the name of Alison. They had been through thick and thin together, almost like sisters, and Gabrielle was sorry to see her pass. The means by which she died was still uncertain to her, as it was to many, but Gabrielle was not absent from the vigil, and nor was she absent from the flock of greedy supernaturals itching to get a piece of her belongings.
Among them was a slave - a rather charming one, at that, which Gabrielle had always taken a liking to. She had met him once before when visiting Alison, though had been cordial to him at the time, only because he did belong to her good friend. Now, however, he had no owner, and it was her intentions to change all that. Was it disrespect to Alison, or perhaps her way of honoring her, to take her lost pet under her wing?
He was just as fair as she recalled him to be the last and only time she had set eyes on him. Pitiful, certainly, the way he was settled on the floor of the cage, but Gabrielle would ensure to take good care of him, so as long as he served her obediently.
"Benn," she said, smiling in a manner that was hard to discern whether it was sincere or masking something more devious. She pulled down the black, velvet hood of her cloak, revealing her pale face. "You remember me, don't you?" She had hoped she might leave a lasting effect on him, even though he did nothing more than serve her a drink during her visit months ago.
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Benn
New Member
Posts: 5
Standing: Slave
Age: 21
Powers: Powers:
1Rapid Healing.
2Elemental Flames...it can’t hurt anyone, but extremely entertaining to watch.
3Shadow Weaving... He can manipulate shadows.
4 Eternal Youth
H I S T O R Y
Ethan was born a slave, and doesn’t remember his parents. Raised in coven of vampires, Ethan quickly grew accustomed to a life of blood and erotic pleasure. L
Species: Incubus
Occupation: Blood Donor, Pleasure Slave
Personality: Submissive, Likes To Please,
Likes: Sex, Sex Games, Sex With Food! Pain! Attention! Abuse! Vampires! His Mistress! Dancing to “Blood Marry”! Chains! and More Sex!
Dislikes: Being Bored. Being Locked up. Neglect.
History: Benn was orphaned when he was ten. Alone and starving out on the city streets, he was quickly captured and groomed to become a pleasure slave.
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Post by Benn on Jan 30, 2015 19:27:06 GMT
When he heard the familiar voice, call his name, Benn glanced upward into the vampiress's eyes and he gasped. Benn smiled and black tendrils translucent elemental flames rose around him, mixing with mingled with soft blue and other green hues next to his skin. The elemental fire although quite impressive was completely harmless, it wouldn't burn or harm anything or anyone.
"Lady Gabrielle," Benn exclaimed, staying on his knees, young shadow demon rose up and eagerly pressed himself up against the bars of the cage. Benn paused noticing the black smoking tendrils as they leaped about playfully and quickly willed them away, "Forgive me mistress," he apologized, the black elemental flames vanished, well mostly.... Occasionally there were a few elemental flames that flickered randomly a few inches about his upper body. "Yes I remember," he smiled as he took of the black wrist band, all the fangs marks he had gotten the night prior had all vanished and he held out his clean flawless wrist up to her... offering her a drink as he had done last time when she visited. His left hand quickly brushed his long black hair away from his bright hazel eyes and the young shadow demon affectionately he pressed his cheek the iron bar of his cage as he leaned at as far as he could to extend his wrist upward toward Gabrielle's lips.
"You were very close to Mistress Alison, when you bite me, in her memory I will not heal your fang marks, it is a pleasure to serve you again mistress," he smiled hoping that she wouldn't decline his offer.
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Gabrielle Cross
New Member
Posts: 5
Standing: Master
Age: 270
Powers: Vampiric strength and senses, glamour.
Species: Vampire
Occupation: Hunter
Personality: Greedy, lustful, self-righteous.
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Post by Gabrielle Cross on Jan 31, 2015 20:18:41 GMT
The reaction Benn gave certainly wasn't something that Gabrielle had anticipated, but nonetheless, it was satisfying to know that he already had respect built up for her just because of one single meeting. It went to show that knowing people could be quite a positive thing, though the vampire hadn't exactly planned on this happening until after Alison's passing.
His wrist rose up to her through the bars of the cage, and she realized quickly that he was offering his blood to her again, just as he had the other time they met. Only this time, things were a little different. Now, he could belong to her, and she could drink from him whenever he pleased. Had Gabrielle a beating heart still, she might have heard it strumming away erratically with excitement. Instead, she could only smile, leaning in and taking in the scent of hi, fingertips dancing briefly over his arm. But she didn't drink. Not yet, at least. It was hard to show such patience, but she wasn't sure how well they had fed him while they kept him here.
"We will get you well-fed, first," she said, these words displaying that she already intended on taking him home with her. She instructed the man that ran the gathering to open the cage for her. He recognized her as one that was close to Alison, and after a few moments of exchanging words of business, the deal was made that Gabrielle would have Benn, free of charge. She looked over to Benn with a small grin. "Get up, my dear," she said. "No need to get those nice clothes all dirtied up."
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Benn
New Member
Posts: 5
Standing: Slave
Age: 21
Powers: Powers:
1Rapid Healing.
2Elemental Flames...it can’t hurt anyone, but extremely entertaining to watch.
3Shadow Weaving... He can manipulate shadows.
4 Eternal Youth
H I S T O R Y
Ethan was born a slave, and doesn’t remember his parents. Raised in coven of vampires, Ethan quickly grew accustomed to a life of blood and erotic pleasure. L
Species: Incubus
Occupation: Blood Donor, Pleasure Slave
Personality: Submissive, Likes To Please,
Likes: Sex, Sex Games, Sex With Food! Pain! Attention! Abuse! Vampires! His Mistress! Dancing to “Blood Marry”! Chains! and More Sex!
Dislikes: Being Bored. Being Locked up. Neglect.
History: Benn was orphaned when he was ten. Alone and starving out on the city streets, he was quickly captured and groomed to become a pleasure slave.
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Post by Benn on Jan 31, 2015 23:17:13 GMT
When she turned down his offering, Benn reluctantly pulled his arm back into the cage, "Thank you," he said, but he didn't seem at all excited about eating. No truthfully he wasn't really hungry as he was so saddened with grief over Alison and afraid that the other vampires would decide to put him up for auction and then sold to do heavy labor in the mines. When she commanded him to rise, Benn obeyed quickly, as he was all too eager to please his new mistress! He so desperately wanted to please her, he didn't want to be sent away.
"Yes, thank you mistress," he said offering up a grateful smile, as he was happy to be finally allowed to be out of the cage. He bright inquisitive hazel eyes glanced around the room nervously, as he felt the hungry lustful, jealous gazes from the rest of the vampires around the room. Normally Benn would not have been so nervous, but after the bloodied violent feeding frenzy last night, he had reason to be uneasy...of course it if it hadn't been so soon after Alison's death he might have even enjoyed it. After all the young shadow demon was a bit of an attention whore.
The smokey black elemental tendrils crackled excitedly around his bare feet, charging the air with hot sexy energy throughout air as he walked silently across cold hard wood floor. Benn couldn't really help that being part succubi he couldn't help but drink in their stares in... there so much lustful energy in the room of vampires, that made him tingle with excitement! causing him to sway his masculine shoulders as he moved fluidly over toward his mistress, and propped his back up against the iron bars of the cage and swayed gently side to side, dancing with himself to music no else could hear but him, it was the perfect spot in the whole room, inside the cage, the iron had blocked him off all the sensual energy in the room, outside of the cage it bounced back at him in waves!
"It feels so goood to be out of there," he exclaimed, his fingers going up playfully to toy with silver pentagram that dangled down from his neck, and flashed his mistress a sexy smile. "I am sorry, being in that cage so long... hmmm... It was so sterile... I couldn't feel anything!" he groaned. "And now... hmmm," he purred touching his chest running his hands down his body. "I feel really...really sexy," he said in soft growl. "You wouldn't happen to have Lady Alison's enchanted leash, Mistress?" he asked, "It may help a little, the iron affects me in really strange ways," he explained. "I apologize in advance if am overly horny, mistress, its really a curse sometimes," he groaned softly. "The leash... it only allows me to thrive off the sexual energy from of the one who holds it... instead of the whole room, like right now," he grinned.
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