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Jul 31, 2005 02:39

This place is a shithole.

Why can’t we live somewhere nice?

We don’t even have proper running water.For fucks sake, don’t know why the bint needed bloody running water any…Oh sod it, I’d long since stopped trying to nut out why women wanted or needed anything. Didn’t much care either…’course there was one thing I cared about, and that was keeping ( Read more... )

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sexytarawitch August 3 2005, 16:39:50 UTC
“I would like that, yeah. But sod bending you over stuff, I think we’ll move straight to the basement, love. I’ve been thinking you need to be disciplined a tad.”

I shuddered and greedily sucked his cock, pushing myself down on it and swallowing, feeling him throbbing in my throat as he got closer to the edge. His hands ran over my skin felt so good and I moved my mouth faster, swallowing against him at every chance I got.

There was a noise outside the car and I sat up, a growl in my throat as I looked out. "Now I'm annoyed." Pressing my finger against Spike's lips I leaned over and rolled the window down to see some stupid cop poking his head in. "May I help you?"

"Step out of the car please." he tapped his baton against the car and my eyes narrowed.

Cocking my brow I looked at him like he'd lost his mind. "I'm sorry but you'll have to wait...I was in the middle of sucking my boyfriends cock..."

"Miss, please get out of the car now."

"If I do it won't be pretty..."

"Miss..." Ok, I warned him.

Giving Spike a sly look I slowly stepped out of the car, naked as you please, and looked up at the officer as I wiped a bit of cum from the side of my mouth. "Can I help you?"

He opened his mouth to speak but I grabbed his baton and held it to my chest. "Ohhh...look baby, a new playtoy..." Looking at Spike peaking out of the car, looking rather annoyed I grinned. "Wonder how many places you can put it and make me scream...or choke..."

I paused a moment, my face changing as I turned to face the cop, smirking as he screamed. "I've another idea for this." In one swift movement I took the long end and shoved it right into his mouth, feeling the muscle rip and his bones crack as it came out of the back of his head.

"Damn. I was hoping it would go right down his throat." I pouted and turned back to Spike, gasping and moving away when the cop's blood splattered across my chest. "So glad I wasn't wearing clothes."

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 3 2005, 16:56:31 UTC

Don’t know if it was post-coital bliss or bloody sheer amazement that had me sitting like a wet piece of sodding toilet paper while Tara stepped out of the car but whatever it was, all I could do was watch in awe as my princess dealt with that fat poof of a cop that decided to spoil our little party.

"So glad I wasn't wearing clothes."

What a nice little mess.

Without saying a word, I stepped out of the car walked over to her, running a finger down her left breast to collect some of the blood. Holding her gaze, I grinned widely and held my finger out for her to suck on. As she took it delicately between her lips and started sucking off the blood I glanced down at the cop. Dead as a sodding doornail but not nearly as inconspicuous, she’d done a right job on him…blood and brains all over the fucking sidewalk.

“Nice work, kitten,” I said removing my finger and pulling her to me. “’Fraid we’re going to have to get the hell out of dodge now, though.” I walked ‘round to the drivers seat and opened the door.

“Luckily we’ve got our new friends to protect our interests now,” I grinned and slid behind the wheel. We were lucky, most times killing a copper’d mean leaving town right away, but not now. Yeah, benefits seemed to be making themselves apparent at every turn.

As soon as Tara slid into the passenger seat - still naked - I started up the car and pulled out. Bloody hell, listen to that…I didn’t remember it purring like that since I got it. I grinned over at her and floored the gas.

“Sun’s gonna be up soon anyway,” I pointed out, sliding my hand up her bare thigh. “Let’s get back to that playroom then, shall we?”

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sexytarawitch August 3 2005, 17:46:16 UTC
I grinned at him and nodded. "Ohhh, I have a feeling there is going to be scaring..." I purred softly before leaning in the backseat and pulling Spike's jacket up to me before slipping it on.

He gave me an annoyed look and I shrugged, wrapping myself in it. "Hey, I don't feel like getting any more blood on me if another fricken cop stops us." I turned and smiled sweetly. "Plus you know you get a charge outta seeing me wearing nothing but your jacket and I get a charge knowing I'm so going to hurt for it later."

It didn't take long for us to get to the new place, I must say I'm impressed at this place Lilah picked out for us. Maybe I won't kill her so quickly afterall.

I hopped out of the car and hurried up to the door and used my key, looking behind me I saw Spike sauntering up the walk. "C'mon slow poke. We've a house to explore."

Stepping back down the stairs I grabbed onto him and kissed him hard, nearly busting one of our lips open as I scratched my nails down his chest before pulling back.

"Gotta catch me." I grinned at him and ran my hand over his cock before turning on my heel and dashing into the house laughing as I ran through the different rooms, hoping he would come after me.

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 4 2005, 00:41:09 UTC
Ow! Crazy bitch.

"Gotta catch me."

She did think of the best game to play though. I felt like a good chase, plus I wanted my sodding coat back. She was right about it getting me hot to see her wrapped in it, naked as the day she was born underneath, but it also had a load of sentimental value and I wouldn’t like to think what’d happen to her if she fucked it up.

As I strolled around the house, following the sounds of her giggling and shuffling - she was still so young, I hope she didn’t bloody thump around like this when she was hunting - I took a good look at the place. Nice furniture, big. Oh my way past the kitchen I opened the fridge to find it stocked with human blood and…beer.

I grinned to myself. What was that I said about benefits?

But that was for later; right now I had a naughty little girl to find and fuck into submission.

I could hear her in the bathroom, so I slowly slunk towards it, stripping off my clothes as I went and leaving them where they fell but when I got to the door, instead of going in I walked past it. Let her have her little game then, I though, my hard cock throbbing as I walked.

“Here I come, love,” I said in a sing-song, keeping my voice low. “Gonna getcha,” I continued, making sure to keep my back turned for a minute when I heard her leave the bathroom. “Then I’m going to take you down stairs.”

I spun around and grinned predatorily at her. She fought a grin and ran off and I followed, belting down the hall after her and catching up with her in the kitchen where I grabbed her around the waist. She let out a cute little squeal and I slammed her face first against the wall, ripping my coat from her and throwing it over a nearby chair.

I ran my hand down her spine and caressed her ass. “Would you like to go downstairs?” I asked pulling back my hand and landing a stinging slap on her ass. “Or shall I give you’re your punishment right here…” I slapped her again, harder, and she let out a little squeak. “Right now?”

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sexytarawitch August 4 2005, 01:21:48 UTC
Running through the house was so much fun, I love the feel of knowing that Spike was chasing me. I loved the idea of knowing what was going to happen when he caught me.

Before I knew it he caught up to me and ripped the jacket from my shoulders, leaving me bare to his gaze. A small cry escaped my lips when his hand connected harshly with my ass.

A shudder ran through me. "I love it when you're rough and violent." I purred softly, arching back towards him, feeling my ass stinging from his hand. "Where to punish me..." I muttered, pondering for a moment before I cried out as he slapped me again. "Anywhere...as long as you do it..."

Using my strength I pushed off of the wall and flipped around, grinning up ad him and pulling him to me with his belt. "Unless you're too old to drag me downstairs...gramps."

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 4 2005, 01:55:28 UTC
The little bitch, I thought, but I suppressed a grin. She really was a piece of work.

I growled low in my throat and slapped her lightly across the face, before picking her up and hefting her over my shoulder. I slapped her ass one more time for good measure when I had her over my shoulder and I heard her whimper a little. Oh yeah, this was going to be all kinds of fun.

If I could just find the sodding door to this hallowed playroom…

Walking a couple of steps into the sitting room I suddenly saw it. Bloody brilliant. I pulled the door open and went down. Soundproof yeah, but was she right about this whole playroom business? That’s what I wanted to know. I shouldn’t have worried though, because when I got to the bottom of the stairs I could see all manner of nasty things on a far wall, plus a variety of chains hanging from the walls and the ceilings. Mmm, I was going to have me some good times down here.

“This is no playroom, pet,” I said to Tara who was still draped over my shoulder. “What -we’ve got ourselves here is a nice, old-fashioned dungeon.” My cock hardened even further at the thought of the sorts of things we could do down here…there were a few people I’d love to see chained to that far wall… “Looks like Wolfram & Hart want us to be as bad as we can be. Nice to know.”

I pulled her off my shoulder and pushed her against the nearest wall. The manacles clinked as she knocked them and I grinned. “Bet they’re watching us, too,” I murmured, walking towards her and putting my hands against the wall on either side of her. “Bet they’ve got little gadgets hidden all over the place to catch our every move.” I cupped her tit and squeezed roughly. “Our every sound.” I pinched her nipple viciously and she cried out in pleasure.

Grinning, I pulled a small paddle of the wall beside her and ran it down her body. “How ‘bout you turn around and we give ‘em a little show, hmmm?”

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sexytarawitch August 4 2005, 14:46:56 UTC
I squirmed over his shoulder as he carried me around like a sack of potatoes. Ugh, the nerve, but I do love when he takes control, makes things more fun. It took Spike some time but he finally found the door to the basement and I held onto his shirt as he walked down the stairs with me still over his shoulder.

“This is no playroom, pet. What -we’ve got ourselves here is a nice, old-fashioned dungeon. Looks like Wolfram & Hart want us to be as bad as we can be. Nice to know.”

I lifted my head up as he walked down the stairs, looking around and grinning at all of the shiny new toys to play with. I could tell Spike was pleased too and that made me even happier.

“Bet they’re watching us, too. Bet they’ve got little gadgets hidden all over the place to catch our every move. Our every sound.”

I cried out and arched against him, waves of pain and pleasure shooting through my body as he pinched my nipple, watching with wide eyes as he picked up a paddle and ran it over me, making me shiver. "Oh, I do love a good show..." Licking my lips I watched him as he eyed me, waiting for me to turn and obey him.

Slowly I turned and looked back over my shoulder at him, feigning innocence and crocodile tears. "P-please...please S-sir...Please don't..." I had to suppress a smirk when I looked down and I could almost swear his cock twitched everytime I said please.

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 4 2005, 15:04:13 UTC
"P-please...please S-sir...Please don't..."

Licking my lips, I ran my eyes over her body as she playacted the quivering little victim. How the bloody hell was it possible that she knew just how to get me going already? Not that I was complaining, far from it.

“Sorry, love,” I said, my voice low. “But you need punishing.” With that said I drew back the arm holding the paddle and whacked her a bloody good one on her sweet little ass. She gasped and cried out a little and it only spurred me on…only motivated me to turn those little gasps and whimpers into screams of pain and pleasure.

After all the basement was soundproof, wasn’t it?

I spanked her with the paddle again and again and again, watching as her arse cheeks got redder and tenderer, my mouth watering at the sight.

“Don’t hold back, sweet thing,” I ground out, fisting my achingly hard cock in my other hand and stroking it absently as I hit her. “Not like you’ll be disturbing the neighbours, is it?”

After one last good whack, I dropped the paddle and stepped forward. Her ass was hot to the touch as I ran my fingers over it and I found myself dropping to my knees and pressing little kisses to her abused flesh. “Mmm, so warm,” I muttered, rubbing my check roughly against her reddened skin. She squirmed under my touch and I knew the feel of my stubble was making her bottom sting like nothing else.

“Mmm, poor little pet,” I muttered as I started licking her warm skin, parting her cheeks and running my tongue between them.

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sexytarawitch August 5 2005, 19:13:26 UTC
Lust ran through my body with each slap of the paddle, warming my cold dead skin and making my body think that it was almost alive again. I gripped onto the chains as I writhed against the wall, the stone scratching at my skin and making small cuts on my breasts and stomach.

“Don’t hold back, sweet thing. Not like you’ll be disturbing the neighbours, is it?”

"No...ohhh Fu..." I cried out and closed my eyes when he smacked me hard on a sore spot, making my thighs tingle and ache for him. "Spike..." Biting my lip and moaning as his hands ran over me, making me squirm even more when he started pressing his face to my flesh.

A low moan escaped my lips when his cool tongue touched my hot flesh. "Fuck, Spike..." I felt his tongue dip lower and I almost started begging till he pulled back and spun me around, grinning wolfishly at me. "Ohhh, more games." I growled, hissing when he pressed my sore ass hard against the wall.

Before I knew it he kissed me hard, almost making my lip burst. I could hear the faint rattle of chains a moment before I felt the cold steel wrap around my wrists, keeping me bound to the wall.

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ex_lovesbitc93 August 22 2005, 03:55:52 UTC
“Love seeing you chained up for me,” I murmured against her lips, grinning while I wrapped the steel manacles around her wrists and chained her to the wall. When I’d finished I stepped back to take in the vision that was my Tara. She looked delectable, and smelt it too. The harsh brick of the wall I’d pushed her up against while I spanked her had left hundreds of tiny cuts and scraps all over her tits, belly and thighs…I was going to have all kinds of fun licking each and every one of them.

Before I had the chance though, I noticed some ankle cuffs sticking out from the wall and grinned wickedly at her.

Getting onto my knees I spread each leg in turn and fastened the thick metal around her ankles. Bloody fucking hell, what a picture. She was spread so wide that if it wasn’t for the chains that bound her arms I’m sure she would’ve keeled right over.

Totally at my mercy.

“So pretty, kitten,” I said, stepping back and looking her up and down. Rubbing my chin thoughtfully I added, “Strong chains. Steel. Don’t think you’re strong enough to break ‘em just yet, sorry love.” I moved towards her slowly.

“Means I can do anything I like to you, really.”

I grinned at her and caressed her breast softly.

“Tell me what you want.” Don’t know why I was feeling so bloody accommodating, I had a raging bloody hard on and all I really wanted to do was shove it inside her and have myself a real nice time. There were benefits to drawing it out though…

“I’ll most likely do what I want anyway, but you never know…maybe if you come up with something interesting...”

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