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Post by Grimm on Feb 5, 2013 4:42:08 GMT
Brahm's strung Cameron along, slowing down from time to time to allow Cameron to relax just enough to keep him from ejaculating. It had been such a long time since the Incubus had had such pleasure with a pet. The ones that had come before he had always grown tired of so quickly, but Cameron.
He inhaled the sweet pure hair once again, his body shuttering for the first time with ecstasy. His chest was burning, and the sensual aura that grew around him would of been suffocating. For the first time he moaned into Cameron's ear, hissing with pleasure. Not wanting to break Cameron just yet, Brahm allowed himself to cum, his dick throbbing as the white glistening essence spilled out over the hybrids skin.
Brahm nipped harshly at the man's neck with his dull teeth, but he didn't stop from pumping Cameron's hard member. Now the Incubus poured all his attention in to making his slave feel wanted and desired, knowing how important it was to allow his pets these small victories. "Open your eyes, I want to see them when you cum." Brahm commanded with powerful suggestion.
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Post by Behax on Feb 5, 2013 7:37:24 GMT
It was almost an unbearable torture to be played with the way Brahm was playing with Cameron. To be continually brought to the edge, his mind was a muddle no longer because of the drugs but because of what the incubus was doing to him and making him feel.
His mind was wrapped with both pleasure and pain and was drowning in sensations he’d never felt before. As such he could not long deny the command to open his eyes, there was not much left for him to even resist with in the first place. He gasped as Brahm continued to pump his cock, making quiet noises the likes of which he’d never heard escape himself before.
His eyes slid open, reflecting the fear and anxiety within. This was a man who was little more than a boy and had no idea what was happening to him or why.
“Ahhh-haaa!” He moaned loudly before cumming, having nothing left to hold it back with. He was emotionally and mentally exhausted, and yet there was the voice in the back of his ehad telling him it’s only going to get worse from here.
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Post by Grimm on Feb 6, 2013 5:24:32 GMT
The beautiful edge of his lips curled with the pleasure of having stared into those deep blue eyes as Cameron crumbled under the sexual pressure. And just for a tease, the Incubus rubbed his still hard member against Cameron's as it pulsated with release, making a mess with both their fluids with his hand.
His washed out pupils amongst the pastel sky blue eyes that glistened under the surrounding light, savoring every moment of his pets wails of panicked pleasure, every breath that hurried past his lips. Having yet to release Cameron's hair, his grip loosened slightly. Perhaps it was the way the light illuminated the unique anemic feature of his hair, the phantom wisps had a colorless hue making the strands flow and float like water and smoke.
"You belong to me." Those possessive words dripped from Brahms rose blushed lips. He dragged a cum cover hand up Cameron's chest, until his milky fingers smeared the thick mix across his pet's lips. A pause as the Incubus' lips hovered dangerously close to the virgin lips he had yet to kiss. "I find myself bewitched by your innocence." Cupping the boy's chin, he pressed his succulent and fierce lips to the hybrids. And Brahm's kiss while intoxicating as it might of been, was just as perilous. That had been his curse by his Jealous Incubus Master. When his forbidden lips touched another's, the soul would be sucked from his lover and victim alike.
But Brahm had found a way around it, slowing the effect by coating lips with various substances that happened to be available to him. Still if he played too long in his forbidden wonderland he might reduce Cameron to a sex doll and the mere thought of damaging his pet like that made the Incubus break their coated kiss. Licking the sticky mess clean from Cameron's lips, Brahm took care not to let their lips meet again.
With a deep breath Brahm sat up, a Sex Doll was there to greet him with a warm wash cloth which he took to clean himself off first before cleaning the cum from Cameron's sensitive body. He handed the cloth back to the Doll and stood up disappearing into the darkness of the room. Slowly the lights in the room began to brighten, illuminating the space more clearly.
The large master suite of the penthouse was open and clean of clutter and dust. It was void of any personal items, nothing that gave any hint to it's occupant. There was no shortage of pillows and comfortable furniture in the wide space. From deep under heavy eyelashes the bleached blue regarded Cameron's reaction to what had just transpired.
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Post by Behax on Feb 6, 2013 18:01:13 GMT
Cameron’s mind was a mess, muddled with feelings of sexual pleasure as well as anxiety at the situation he was in. He had just as much power to verbally resist Brahm as he had to physically resist him and that was none at all. He watched only half aware through weary eyes as the demon continued to make a mess of him.
"You belong to me."
He had no energy nor certainty to rebuke his captor. His attempt to free his chin from Brahm’s grasp was feeble at best. The kiss had the effect of making his head swim even more with confusion and the strange feeling that he was losing a part of himself to it. He had no idea of course what was actually happening nor that his soul was less susceptible to it than a normal humans.
By the time Brahm was finished with him Cameron was left completely drained emotionally his mind swimming in an incoherent haze trying to muddle its way through all the conflicting feelings of pleasure, ecstasy, anxiety, fear and stress.
As light filled the room his eyes once again slid closed, the need to know about his surroundings and location had long left him and he no longer had the ability to process the information. The only prevailing question was ‘why’. He took long deep breaths as his body and mind calmed down, he didn’t want to think about what had just happened. He wanted to fall asleep and wake up in his home and for it all to have turned out to be a horribly vivid nightmare.
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Post by Grimm on Feb 7, 2013 4:07:53 GMT
The silence in the room began to blanket the floor, Brahm in all his nakedness leaning his back against one of the full windows, the lights in the room casting a faint reflection against the glass. How long had he stood there watching his emotional drained captive and if it wasn't for the scowl that tarnished his usually placid features he might of been mistaken for one of his empty doll.
The incubus started to second guess himself, wondering if perhaps his indulgence in kissing his pet so soon was a mistake. He had lingered a little longer then usual in his selfish desire. The frown deepened with all the other empathies that plauged him and with disgust he pushed off the window, retreating to the open shower for a rinse off.
Dripping wet he encircled Cameron bound to his chair, fingers running hauntingly against the furniture, finger nails perfectly manicured and void of any sharp edges. He was debating his options…it would be foolish to continue. Although was rather disciplined in his line of 'work' he was well aware that he could easily give into his own lustful desires and break his pet beyond repair.
He stopped, the dolls starting to reclothe Brahm without a word. The layers went on slower then they did to remove, the Incubus rather discontent by the elaborate costume he wore. Once again the blood red coat brought shocking color to the demon's fair shade. A twitch of concern nagged at the corner of his bold brows before turning away to leave wordlessly. Slipping on his gloves, Brahm silently walked out of the Bedroom, the door shutting behind him. The room once again slipped into a dim light and the dolls all retreated back to the shadows of the master bed.
Although the demon left to begin conducting business for the night, he would end up finding himself hurrying back to his lair.
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Post by Behax on Feb 10, 2013 0:10:18 GMT
Cameron’s breathing slowed as his body calmed down, he only managed to get his mind to stop swimming when he refused to think about anything. He didn’t open his eyes because he didn’t want to be faced with the reality that existed beyond his eyelids. The room that wasn’t his and the person he didn’t know.
The pale gold hollow circle on Cameron’s forehead began to glow dimly as his angelic blood sought to repair the damage that Brahm had done to the boy’s soul. He fell asleep for a while tired and exhausted when he awoke before Brahm returned to the dimly lit room.
His eyes once again scanning the unfamiliar room, able to take in much more of it than before, his brain no longer marred by drugs or swimming in ecstasy caused by intense bodily pleasure. His mind and his eyes sharper than any time they had been since he was brought here. Panic started to set in and he started to desperately pull his hands free of the shackles binding him.
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Post by Grimm on Feb 12, 2013 5:14:14 GMT
Brahm found that his new pet was constantly brought to the forefront of his mind as he went about his work. It wasn't fair to compare Cameron's exotic beauty to these mundane yet fine creatures. The demon found himself rescheduling a few appointments with some clients and relocating the only one he wasn't able to twist around his finger. A tough client, Von Lear's head wife, Helena. She was a twisted one if he ever saw, he almost regretted inviting her to his penthouse, but at least the visit was about Slaves and not about services.
The incubus found his usual calm pace a little more brisk as he returned to his lair at the top of his tower. The door was opened by one of the dolls and Brahm entered the room. He stopped just at the foot of the chair Cameron was chained to. He looked him over with relief in his pale stare. A part of him had been worried if he had come on too strong, but the tension eased in his shoulders when he was his new Pet lively.
"It is a relief to see you fully aware. The demonstration would be pointless otherwise." His Doll's removed a few of the outer layers of his extravagant costume, leaving him in his trousers, blouse and vest. "Are you thirsty?" Brahm asked.
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Post by Behax on Feb 12, 2013 14:57:55 GMT
Cameron froze in his struggle as soon as Brahm entered. His wrists are red and sore from repeated and fruitless attempts to free himself. He makes a point not to look at Brahm when he’s addressed staring off the side, he couldn’t bring himself to believe that this man was actually relieved.
Cameron was not someone to whom anger came naturally or easily, and if he was honest he was full of too much anxiety, uncertainty and fear right now to even get properly angry at the situation he was in.
Then the demons words sunk in. “What demonstration?” He asked his voice quiet with a cracked sort of edge to it as if he might lose it altogether. He didn’t even want to speak at all not to this man, but he slowly turned his attention to him, his eyes reflecting the anxiety within.
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Post by Grimm on Feb 19, 2013 5:44:27 GMT
"A demonstration on price and property." His voice again was rich with the eloquent accent as he almost rushed to speak when Cameron asked him. He moved to the side of his pet's training chair, a gloved hand sliding up the naked leg and stopping on his pet's abdomen. Brahm's soulless eyes glistened in the low lights. He couldn't explain why he was so drawn to Cameron, draw to the endless oceans that swayed in the hybrids eyes.
Realizing that he was drowning in the imagined water, Brahm looked away with the grimace of an unsaid emotion. Not even the Incubus knew for sure. The pause drew out before he spoke again, explaining the situation to his new Pet.
"As you can guess, I'm not at all human. Nor you…for that matter. Something I am sure you are aware of…" Brahm almost cooed, removing one of his gloves and allowing a single naked finger tip to travel up Cameron's warm flesh. "You are…breathtakingly beautiful and," Brahm spoke with the lust at the tip of his tongue, finding himself staring into those lively and defiant seas. "Uniquely qualified to be my companion." He circled the hybrid's nipples with tongue and fingers. Brahm explored his pet's body a little more in detail, trying to excite Cameron into arousal.
"You might not be grateful to me now, but you will be…..in time." Brahm leaned down to kiss and nibble at Cameron's collarbone. his bare hand cupping his pet's crouch with tender erotic touch. Brahm was just playing with Cameron really....to kill the time before his client would arrive in need of help with her slave.
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Post by Behax on Feb 24, 2013 0:09:57 GMT
Cameron hated the way it felt just to have the other mans gloved hand glide up his skin. It sent shivers through his body, his body told him it wasn’t unpleasant but his mind told him he didn’t want this.
He gasped when he felt Brahm’s un-gloved hand on his naked flesh, how was it that there was such a difference. He opened his mouth to say he didn’t really need the fact that neither of them were human explained to him but the words failed him and disintegrated into a soft quiet moan.
“I…don’t…ahh!” He started but the feel of the incubus’ finger and tongue around his nipples stopped the thought dead. He wanted to say that that wasn’t Brahm’s choice to make but ever action the incubus took, the more intimately he explored and excited Cameron the less the hybrid found himself able to even string the thoughts together let alone put them into actual words.
He didn’t see how he was ever going to be grateful to the man who was so shamelessly violating him. He was trying to will himself not to get aroused by this but it was fruitless, he could already feel himself going hard again and he knew that Brahm could feel it too.
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Post by Grimm on Feb 26, 2013 4:47:59 GMT
Brahm could feel his heart pounding just a little faster as Cameron's arousal began to take it's form. Lightly he stroked his finger tips against the length, finding it hard to restrain himself. He did after all have business to conduct and it would seem unprofessional to be found in such a compromising position in front of Lady Helena.
The real motive behind the toying of his pet was to allow that wretched woman a peek at the virgin hybrid. He had known Luther Von Lear had been his bidding opponent at the auction, so why not rub it in a little. No doubt he had been bidding on the young man as dinner and a show, and what a cruel waste it would of been of Cameron.
Again he found himself adrift in those tropical eyes, and he would of been lost there had it not been for the opening of the bedroom doors. Stopping in mid-stroke, Brahm turned his pale eyes to the Vampire Woman that had so boldly made her way into his chambers.
Exotically dressed in a revealing mix of victorian and modern style of costume, the large split down the front of her dress provided a gratuitous view of her overly large breast that balanced on an impossibly tiny waist. Fiery red hair curls hung in strands from her bun with a hair style that exposed the slender pale of her neck and shoulders.
Lady Helena yanked on a chain and in stumbled a scantly clad female slave, gaged and blind folded. It was time for that demonstration he had spoke about with Cameron.
"Ah, Lady Helena. Won't you come in?" His tone was largely sarcastic, stopping his play with his pet.
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"I won't take much of your time, although I am a little disappointed you didn't come to pay me the visit. This isn't exactly the most obedient of bitches to take out on the town." The tone of her voice was enough to make the skin crawl. Everything about her screamed aristocrat, and Lady Helena was indeed use to getting her way.
"Rest assured you won't have that problem when you leave here." He seem to handle her rude attitude with a refined dignity. "Also I'm sure you'll also be the gossip of the town, when you're seen leaving with a newly made doll just for you." He added in, knowing how she much she liked to flaunt her status in the underworld.
"Well," She fanned herself with the fold out fan she had kept between her breasts feeling her ego inflating, "I do enjoy making the other wives jealous. They all adore you." She fanned herself some more as Brahm stood, leaving his pet exposed to the Vampire.
"Is that the hybrid that you out bid my dear husband for?" Her red eyes ran over the hybrids naked form and she flashed her fangs in a charming smile at the errection laying agains the slave's belly.
"Yes, 6 million was a little too rich for his blood. After all, I'm sure your husband, Lord Von Lear has no problems finding cheaper forms of entertainment for the night." Brahm took hold of the chain, letting it slip through his fingers as he reached to removed the blindfold. In an instant it was as if the human slave was enchanted, their eyes locking and Brahm moved in impossibly close, letting his bare hands lightly brush up the female slaves arms. She moaned and gasped through the gag in her mouth.
And as Brahm seduced the slave woman with light sensual touches, Helena leaned over Cameron, her large breast nearly spilling from their place as she whispered to Cameron in his ear. "You lucky prick, I have to pay him to get him to tie me up." She hissed real jealously into the boy's ear.
Brahm was keeping a close eye on everything and Helena knew it. Each time she would make a dramatic gesture to draw Brahm's soulless eyes to her and her close proximity to Cameron. "Please, Lady Helena....Cameron is personal property." Brahm cooed, removing the gag from the slave's now panting mouth. The human was melting at each touch, moaning louder with the heavy blush across her cheeks. The incubus moved in to kiss her neck once, twice, before moving to kiss her passionately amongst the lips.
While the slave moaned in ecstasy, Lady Helena smiled wickedly but at the same time she was jealous of the slave girl. If she was to kiss the Incubus like that she would turn to dust. "Do you know how many slaves would kill to be in your position? To be the pet of an Incubus, and to be his pet. Just....don't kiss him on the lips or you'll end up one of his dolls. And you seem like a nice kid." She whispered with cold breath into Cameron's ear.
The kiss, when finally broken left the Slave girl with the same blank look the dolls had. Helena straightened up and pushed the girl out of the way, wrapping her arms around Brahm in a possessive fashion. "When can I come visit you again? You've got such nice furniture..."She rubbed her breast against the thin shirt fabric, catching a buzz from just being so close.
"I don't do clients at home." He retorted and unwound her arms from him, handing her the chain to the slave girl. Helena looked rather grumpy at her rejection, grabbing the chain of her slave and leading her quickly from the room in a huff. Brahm waited for one of his personal dolls to shut the door befpre turning his attention back to Cameron.
"Any Questions before we begin?" Slowly he began to loosen his shirt, kneeling against the lounge chair.
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Post by Behax on Mar 13, 2013 14:25:34 GMT
Cameron half wished his brain was still addled by whatever drugs that auction house had fed him. At least then he wouldn’t have been as aware as to what was being done to him. As it was he was left reeling from his erection once Brahm became distracted from pleasuring him.
Had his mind been in a better state Cameron would have wondered how this woman got through town at all dressed like that and with another woman dressed…well in barely anything at all and restricted in such away? But no his mind was more occupied with the fact that pleasure was slowly turning to aching pain as his body wanted someone anyone to continue where the incubus had left off.
Cameron was only half listening to the words Brahm and the vampire were exchanging. And he was trying to pay even less attention to what Brahm was doing with that slave, trying to calm down, and actually trying to lose his erection. The attempts were dealt a blow what with such a large pair of breasts in his face suddenly. Though he was a little startled by the obvious jealousy, he didn’t see how anyone could willingly want this done to them, to be toyed with at someone else’s whim.
“Cameron is personal property." Well that answered everything really, though he’d already been getting that feeling. He wasn’t a person here; he was an object at least to these people.
He didn’t say anything in response to any of the things Helena was saying to him. Partly this was because witty rebuttal was not something Cameron had been blessed with. He had endless patients and caring towards others, nothing of his personality was equipped to deal with this other than to plead and beg for it to stop. Though he certainly knew he didn’t want to be anyone’s ‘pet’.
"Any Questions before we begin?"
“Why?” was the only question that actually escaped Cameron’s lips. Why? Why him? Why this? Just why?
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Post by Grimm on Mar 18, 2013 17:32:07 GMT
Even the single word was enough to set the Incubus on lusts edge. He wanted to hear more of Cameron's voice, he wanted - no needed to hear the moans, the gasps of pleasures. Running his hands up the inside of the hybrids legs ever so slowly he thought about how to answer Cameron's question. "Because you are beautiful and pure. And because I saw you on the auction block and I desired you." His hands had moved up to caress Cameron's face, fingertips brushing over Cameron's lips.
"And as unforunate as it is that you found yourself, stripped of your freedom, your dignity, and very soon your virginity - 'Why' is not something to dwell upon here, or else you will find yourself as broken as those toys over there. At least, that's been my experience." He gestured to the empty servants that laid like discarded items, their naked forms draped over the furniture.
He stripped himself of his shirt, his well endowed cock already thick and hard with anticipation peeking out from the edge of his waistband. He leaned in, inhaling Cameron's scent once again. "Let's play our little game again, shall we? I won't go so easy on you this time." He whispered into his pets ear, molesting him once again. Twisting his hard nipples and kissing the slope of his neck. Brahm allowed his cock to slip free from it's restraint, falling hot and heavy against Cameron's erection, the fabric of his open pants brushing against the inside of the angel's thigh. Their chest's and groin's rubbing together as Brahm thrusted against Cameron's belly. Kissing and suckling on the angel's tender ear and neck, an arm wrapping around the angel's waist, while fingers brushed lips and probed his captive's mouth.
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Post by Behax on Mar 21, 2013 23:00:19 GMT
Cameron tried to pull away as he felt Brahm’s touch once again on his skin, but of course he had nowhere to go, nowhere to run to. He tried to listen to what Brahm was saying but the sensation of feeling his hands running of his skin was very distracting. He got the gist of what he was being told and he knew for sure he didn’t want to end up like one of those dolls, soulless and broken beyond all recognition. Though he was under no illusion now that he wasn’t going to end up broken somehow and by some measure.
He wondered briefly exactly what this man’s definition of ‘easy’ had been in the first place, because none of it felt easy to Cameron.
He gasped and moaned at the painful sensation from his nipples and the pleasant one from feeling the incubus’ lips pressing on his neck. He involuntarily pressed himself against Brahm when he felt his cock against his own, his body craving more, more of this man’s touch but being once again at odds with Cameron’s mind which just wanted it to stop. Eyes shut tight in an effort to escape what was happening to him. He couldn’t stop himself from feeling Brahm’s hands and lips wandering over his skin, but he could at least make it so he didn’t have to watch it happen.
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Post by Grimm on Jul 26, 2013 13:04:07 GMT
His ear's drank their fill of Cameron's wonderous sounds, hand gliding over the bare skin with the feeling of silk. Exploring and teasing, taking note of his pet's hotspots, those tender senative area's that made his captive's heart skip a beat, or make him moan a little louder.
Brahm mused his small victory when Cameron pressed into him, he was sure it was involuntary but still, he could feel his pet's will starting to crumble under his touches. His had glided down, fingers wrangling Cameron's cock into his grasp. Slowly teasing the length before taking it a little more firmly, his thumb gliding along the underside of Cameron's errection. Pumping in erotic rhythm while kissing those tender places.
The dolls this time were not making a sound like they had earlier. Brahm could easily keep his sexual desires under control, after all he had once been in Cameron's position but in a different way. He pumped Cameron's erection harder and faster, his only intent on making his captive lose this little game of theirs. Even if Brahm could keep his sexual desires under control, that didn't mean that the lust wasn't bubbling inside him wanting to claim Cameron's virginity.
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