Kaena's Dungeon of the Unknown

[LoganDarkHolme]

please Mistress mercy,

 

[Kaena]

Mercy? *I laugh softly, my fingers lightly brushing along his thigh as I kiss his neck again* That is all you have to say?

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*shivering i moan, my body collapsing against the table* Mistress if it would please you, Fuck your pet, take your pleasure from him, use him

 

[Kaena]

*I kiss your neck again and then pull away, undressing quickly. I climb up onto the table and straddle you, leaning down to kiss you as I slide down onto your hard cock. I slowly begin to ride you, already close from my arousal of watching you squirm and beg me*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

unnnggghhh yessss Mistressss

*arching up, feeling your body above mine, the feel of your heat, and warmth, my eyes close, whimpering, licking my lips my breathing deepening*

 

[Kaena]

*I start to ride you faster, the feel of you deep inside of me making me moan. I arch against you, using your body for my own pleasure. Enjoying the view of you tied beneath me as I use you.*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

panting softly, hips flexing as best they can, my eyes closed, moaning, feeling your body above mine, feeling, hearing your breathing, feeling your touch*

oh Mistresss

 

[Kaena]

*I feel myself close to the edge, barely able to hold back. I lean down and kiss your neck softly.*

Come with me my pet

*I bite your neck as I cum, my moan loud against your neck as I ride you faster and hard*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

feeling her body moving faster, harder, he gasps, those ever insistant lips teasing his neck he whines, finally he felt her seize above him, his body tight, and her whispered command before she bit him, he let go a scream as his body bucked, as he came for her straining his body in every direction he collapsed back on the table panting*

 

[Kaena]

*finally coming down from my orgasm, i collapse against him, kissing him softly* Mmm, my sexy pet, that was amazing as always. *I slowly move off him, removing the restraints before pulling him into my arms to cuddle with him*

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*the heavy thud of boots echoes across the Main room, stepping in from the chill of the night air, shaking off the rain and sleet from his coat he unzips it, letting the leather trench once more glide and flow behind him as he walks, dressed down in his usual black attire, leather pants, tank top and steel tipped combat boots, the Only ulteration that was made was that now, attached to his Boots he wore half inche Silver spiked shin guards, attached to his Coat he wore 1/4 inche spiked wrist greaves, the shoulders, back, and chest of his Trenchcoat reinforced with 1/8inch steel plating in the lining of the chest and back, his twin Custom Colt 1911's secured in their respective thigh holsters, Police issue twin Baretta's secured and visible in the underarm holsters. under the coat was his MP5 rifle, Looking around he scented the Air. He shakes his head and runs a hand through his hair shaking the water from it, Stopping only briefly he turns on his boot heel moving to the bar nad pours himself a shot of Whiskey downs it

 

[Kaena]

The click of her heels against the hard wood floor was the only signal of her presence. She moved silent into the room, dressed head to toe in dark red leather, her hair tied back in a long braid down her back. To any that knew her, they knew her outfit was a warning of what was to come that night.

She paused at the doorway and scanned the room, her eyes falling on him where he sat at the bar, a slight growl rumbling in her throat at the site of his heavy armor. She could tell by the way he was dressed he was not going to come to her willingly that night. But it didn't matter. She was prepared for him that night, to give him what he needed and take from him what she needed as well.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

*the click of heels caught his attention, pouring himself his 6th...or 7th? shot of whiskey he turned, looking to his MIstress he saluted her and downed it

 

[Kaena]

A dark looked crossed her face at his show of disrespect. Crossing the room, she grabbed the whiskey bottle from his hand before he could pour another shot and passed it back to the bartender.

"He's had enough. Do not give him anymore, or you will face my wrath. As for you boy, you seem bent on trying my patience tonight"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

as the bottle is taken he growls low, his lip curling up to reveal elongated K-9, as the bar tender turns with the bottle his pistol is in his hand and a hole in the back of the bartenders head, reaching over he took the bottle back before the body hit the floor and he chugged it, his gun holstered back where he had pulled it from

"Mine"

 

[Kaena]

She jumped back as the bartender fell at her feet, her anger nearly pouring off her. Not only was she pissed with the way he was acting, but also at the fact that she would have replace her bartender. If he had been trying to get her angry that night, he had succeeded.

Undoing her whip from her belt, she slash out with it, knocking the bottle from his hand, smashing it against the wall.

"I said you had enough boy," her voice was cold and angry.

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"I said you had enough boy,"

he never even fliched, the bottle sailing from his hand he just licked his teeth, a very annoyed look on his face he turned slowly to look at his MIstress, fire in his eyes his hand clentched

"i need this tonight, you know damn well why, "

he growled low

 

[Kaena]

She growled in response, slowly advancing upon him.

"It doesn't matter what you need. YOu have had enough." she responded, watching his hands closely, not entirely trusting that he was done with using his gun.

Walking up to him, she looked up and down his body, frowning at the armour he wore.

"you dare to enter my house looking for a fight boy?"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

he stood from his chair, the thud of his boots hitting floor echos in the quiet room, he saw his Mistress gaze, but despite his mood he could never would never pull a weapon on her, which left him with limited options, the shifting of leather over metal, he cracked his neck licking his lips.

"its better i sit here in this confined space and drink then it is to follow through on the thoughts i have running threw my mind, you would have me kill innocents?"

he snarled as he stared down at her

 

[Kaena]

"I am sure the people in your thoughts are not all together innocent, but that is no excuse boy"

She licked her lips slowly as she stared him down, not scared of him and not willing to back down and let him continue to self destruct.

"sit back down" her voice was firm and commanding, though she doubted he was going to listen to her

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

"sit back down"

he just snorted and shook his head, licking his lips he moved around her, jumping over the bartop he began to rummage through the bottles

 

[Kaena]

She growled as he jumped over the bar and started looking for something else to drink. Moving quickly she easily cleared the bar herself and landed beside him. Reaching out, she grabbed his collar and pulled him back, tossing him back over the bar, not caring about the glasses that were broke as his body knocked them to the floor.

Walking around the bar, she grabbed the front of his shirt and lifted him to his feet, pushing him against the wall.

"I have had enough of your insolence boy. You will either obey me or face the consequences."

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

ignoring his Mistress he continues to rummage through the bottles, however as he felt her presence behind him he came up with a bottle of Johnny walker, looking around the bar was just suddenly clear, with a snarl he felt his collar yanked and he fought not to gag, however as the bottle in his hand was taken he found himself air born, flailing over the bar he snarled, rolling he hit the ground in a crouch, but his Mistress speed was quicker, as he rose to stand, the black myst of his transformation swirling he found himself shoved against a wall. snarling with rage his head cracked against the concrete, leaving him seeing stars but he refused to back down, the armor within his coat having absorbed most of the impact

"Fuck you, let me get drunk damn it!"

bats at her hand

 

[Kaena]

A low growl rumbled in her throat as her eyes met his. She wasnt going to back down this time. She grabbed his hand as he batted at her, pinning it above his head against the wall.

"You are not getting drunk tonight boy" she growled, her hand encircling his throat, her eyes gleaming with her displeasure.

"I will give you one last chance to do what you are told"

 

[LoganDarkHolme]

he struggled against her, but the weight of her stare, and the strength of her body held him, his lips where peeled back, hissing, growling, his body tensing and untensing and he gagged, his Mistress hand around his throat slowly cutting off his air, and he panted, struggling, one hand pinned the other around the wrist at his throat