His mate (open)

[Hannah18]

OOC:

Started this with someone else but they didn't want to continue so open again...
I've been away for a while and want to get some threads going again.

Okay what I’m looking for is someone to play a very old powerful but sadistic vampire I’m fine with violence/hitting forced ect, to play the role of my mate, I’m a half vampire of course this means he loves my character although he rarely shows it, also want to add a little domination/submission into it.
Lyla Fontain

Age: Frozen at eighteen but really 75 years old, still quite young for a vampire
Looks: 5”2 pale flawless skin, dark black hair and brown eyes that change colour with her mood, small delicate features. 32B

Lyla is a hybrid vampire, her mother was a human her father a full vampire, both of them gone now, at the age of 20 Lyla was given as a gift to him, when he first clapped eyes on her, he claimed Lyla for a mate and immediately she was given up to him and he had locked her up in the castle, rarely allowing her out, that was fifty five years ago and she still fought him, it wasn’t as though she hated him, she loved him even if she wouldn’t admit it, it’s just she wanted to be free.

IC:
Lyla is dragged in by two guards, she had been missing from the castle for over a week and she thought that this time she actually had a chance of getting away, which was of course ridiculous he had men and women searching for her all over the country, vampires that were stronger but not faster, that was Lyla’s gift she was a fast runner, faster than most full vampires, but not as cunning.

“Get your hands off of me” she spits at one of the guards as she is pulled into the dungeon, making her gulp in fear, she knew that she was in trouble. The cold dark candle lit room makes her eyes strain, she knows that he isn’t here yet, she could always feel his presence. Lyla thrashes in their arms as she is finally thrown onto the cold concrete, she scrambles up to her knees. “Stay here” the one named Marcus says gruffly “he will be here with you shortly” and with that they are gone, the door slammed behind them.

She sits there in silence, the only sound is her soft breaths filling the room, she knew the pain she would be in when he entered, they had been through this far too many times already, Lyla had run away many times.

The cold floor hurts her sensitive skin but she dare not get up. And then she feels it an undeniably cold presence, her eyes close and she makes no sound, she knew that it was wisest not to talk.

 

[Hannah18]

Bumping

 

[Hannah18]

And again...

 

[Hannah18]

Bumping

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich Nothafft Von Wernberg strode into the dungeon beneath his castle, anger boiled just beneath the surface of his flawless alabaster skin. Blond hair, the color of honey, flowed down his back in a loose ponytail. A sky blue doublet draped off his broad shoulders, as his black high gloss boots were nearly soundless as he entered the cell where Lyla sat with her head bowed with her black hair covering her face.

Heinrich wrapped his hand through her hair, balling it into a fist.

Without a word he spun on his heels and pulled Lyla out of the cell and down the hall. Her protestations fell upon deaf ears as he drug her down the hall into a stair that lead up into a forty foot tall square tower that over saw the castle. The tower that lead to his personal quarters and his personal dungeon.

On the second floor of the tower Heinrich opened the door while simultaneously lifting Lyla up. Before giving her a chance to gather her wits, Heinrich slammed her against a wooden structure driving the breath out of her. Silently, his clothes barely making any noise, Heinrich shackled Lyla against the wooden cross.

Picking up a leather strap, Heinrich said softly, "You are a disappointment."

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla could not hear him, but she sure could feel him, she could feel his cold eyes watching her, she knew he must be furious, they had been in this situation many times before and it always ended badly for Lyla, however that did not stop her from doing the same weeks or even months later.

And that is when she feels it, his strong hand wrapping itself in her black curls, she was scared, her breathing loud and the only sound that could be heard, she has to hold back a scream as she is suddenly dragged backwards, Lyla scrambles upwards and onto her feet. "Heinrich please" she says, her voice low and soft as she tries to calm him, though it is clear he is not listening at all, so Lyla shuts up, struggling to keep up with him, the stinging sensation in her head reminding her not to backtalk him.

She whimpers in fear as she sees where they are, this was one of the more extreme punishments which meant he was seriously unhappy with her. She is slammed up against it, this time she cannot help but cry out, her pale flawless skin was sure to mark up.

"Heinrich please, please don't" she begs him, daring to look up and meet his eyes and as soon as she did she regrets it, his eyes were burning with rage and instantly it made her want to submit and take his punishment, his words hurt, calling her a dissapointment was the worst thing he would do to her. Her eyes were a soft amber colour as she was filled with sadness and fear, but still she maintains eye contact. "I am begging you, don't do this."

 

[a_libertine]

No human could have seen his arm as it lashed forward, slapping the leather strap against the balls of Lyla's feet. A second blur as fast as the first landed against her heels before the sound of the first shot filled the room. Over and over, Heinrich's arm blurred slapping Lyla's feet turning them pink then a blazing red.

Tears flowed down Lyla's beautifully sculpted face as her voice turned hoarse and eventually giving out altogether.

Placing the strap back in its place, Heinrich pulled a razor sharp knife from a drawer. Placing the dagger inside the hem of her dress, Heinrich sliced it easily to the top of her neckline. Splaying the cloth out, he yanked it out from under her and threw it out the door. "Burn all of her clothes, shoes included. Take her jewelry to the treasury and lock it away."

Looking at Lyla, "Too late to beg. Your continued disobedience has gotten you here, and it is time to correct your behavior."

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla has no time to react; not that could have done anything even if she did, there is a blur before pain explodes through her feet, causing her to cry out. Her eyes drop to the ground if he was going to do this she knew she would be crying and she really did not want him to see that.

Over and over again the thick leather slaps her and by the fourth, hot tears pool in her eyes, something Lyla despised as tears meant weakness and she hated looking weak infront of him... Even though she was.

Finally he stops and she allows herself to relax just a little though as she was almost certain he was not finished with her yet.

She sees the glint of a dagger and for a second she is filled with panic, but as the fabric begins to be cut that dies away, she wouldn't and couldn't seriously harm her. She does not fight or beg, her voice wasn't strong enough. She says nothing as he pulls her dress off, he had seen her exposed countless times, so this does not bother her.

However his orders do, she hated that there was so many people in the castle, all of them could probably hear her punishment, him taking away her possessions did not bother her, Lyla did not care much for material items.

Hesitating she opens her mouth "do you think that will change my behaviour?" She questions, sniffling slightly in attempt to compose herself. "You can punish me all you want, but you know as well as I do, I will do it again" her voice is slightly stronger as the tears begin to dry up.

"And treating me in such away will not change that."

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich's laughter filled the chamber as he turned toward her. He placed a finger on the top of her foot and drug it slightly, with almost no pressure at all, along her leg. Watching the goose pimples raise and lower as his finger worked ever so slowly up to her knees. "I will take a hands on approach now, Lyla."

Squeezing her thigh firmly, Heinrich's face was impassive as he enjoyed the feel of her flesh in his hand. "You will be rewarded for good behavior, punished for bad. The more and better you please me, the greater the rewards you will receive. Who knows in fifty years or so, maybe your freedom and a great deal of wealth."

Heinrich continued his finger's slow journey up her leg until it stopped just a breath away from the fine down triangle above her vagina. "Do you understand?"

 

[Hannah18]

At the sound of his laughter her head snaps up to look at him in surprise, although it wasn't exactly a nice laugh and it was quite clear he was laughing at her, she enjoyed the look on his face, his handsome features seemed to relax and it gave her a glimpse of the man she knew that he could be.

She doesn't have time to think about it though as her hand fixates upon his, goosebumps rising up on the skin he touches, even though she hated it the feel of his hand burns into her skin and it felt good, it felt right. She never understand why she was the one who was stuck with Heinrich, Lyla was nothing like the man.

Her hand watches as his moves upwards, she jumps as he squeezes her thigh, she can hear that he is talking to her, but she barely registers it. Her breathing is deep, her chest rising and falling as she longs for Heinrich to touch her.

She does not agree with him, they both know that the cycle will just keep repeating itself, just as it always does. However she nods slowly, her hair falling down over her face, covering her from his view. She wanted to feel his touch, she needed to feelb it so. She would go with it.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich watched the rise and fall of Lyla's pert tits as his finger trailed up her stomach and across her ribs. Cupping her tit Heinrich squeezed it gently, yet firmly, feeling the nipple harden in the palm of his hand.

Leaning over, he breathed gently into her ear, "What is so important out there that you would risk everything?"

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla bites down on her lip with her sharp teeth to avoid making any noise that would let on just how much she was actually enjoying this. Although her body was making that painfully obvious, her nipples were hard, pressing against his hand, her body arched towards him.

She shivers at his words, she didn't see it that way though. "What do I have to stay here for?" She questions, the prospect of staying cooped up in this castle for eternity terrified her and she refused to allow it to happen, whether it pleased Heinrich or not.

By the time Lyla looks back up at him, her eyes are pitch black meaning she was angry, the pulls on the shackles that hold her there. "Untie me now" her voice is low and even, she had had enough of his games.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich pinched and twisted Lyla's nipple as he responded. "No, earn it."

His left hand joined his right hand on her body and he began to massage and tweak both of her breasts until her nipples were nearly painfully hard. Bending over her swallowed her moan as his lips brushed against hers, his tongue flicking briefly across her.

Kissing down her jawline to her ear, Heinrich nibbled on the meaty part of the lobe and whispered, "I can smell your need Lyla. A need that you can only find satiation for here in my arms."

 

[Hannah18]

Despite herself she let's out a yelp as he twists her nipple, she hated him for it but it felt so good, she could feel her wetness dripping out and sliding down her thighs, it was cruel really that Heinrich was the one meant for her, she didn't want this, but she did so badly.

Her breathing is shallow and loud as her lust filled eyes watch him, she purses her lips against his, but they are gone before she can kiss him back, why couldn't she remain angry with him, it was a sad fact but it was true; she needed Heinrich.

Her head drops to the side as his sharp teeth nip at her ear, it was a weakness and only made her moan again.

'Please..." Her voice is soft and trembling, she wasn't sure what she was begging for, but she just needed something, anything.

"Take these of please Heinrich, I won't run again" at least not now, now she wished to be in his arms.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich nibbled on Lyla's ear a moment longer, whispering, "I don't believe you yet."

Kissing down her neck and to her breast, Heinrich began nibbling and kissing a circle around her tit, blowing across her nipple with each lap. Slowly his lips teeth and tongue flitted along her skin, driving Lyla farther and farther into lusty heat.

His lips brushed across the top of her nipple as he asked, with promise, "Why run at all?"

 

[Hannah18]

Of course he didn't believe her, Heinrich may have been many things, but he was not stupid. She groans as she pushes her head back wondering why he felt the need to torture her in such a way, although she supposed that she was actually getting off quite lightly.

"Oh" she let out a moan as his lips kiss her neck, it was her one weakness and she was sure he was aware, she was filled with lust and need, she needed him now. She whimpers as his lips graze her nipple, her back arching, thrusting it forwards towards him.

She ignores his question they both knew why she did it and that would surely do it again, they were just pretending not too. "Please Heinrich I need you inside of me" she needed to feel the way only he could make her.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich kissed his way down her torso until his lips brushed against the downy triangle above her slit. "Not like you are going to, Lyla."

With those words, echoing in the chamber, Heinrich stood straight up and placed his hand between Lyla's thighs. "Tonight I will drive you mad with need and desire. You will find no release."

Cupping her, Heinrich squeezed Lyla's mound and pressed his middle finger into the slit until the pad touched against her opening. Pressing against the opening and releasing ever so slightly, Lyla began to writhe under his ministrations. "Pleasure will only come after your obedience becomes much better."

 

[Hannah18]

Her eyes widen at the very threat, he wouldn't really do that to her would he? Her eyes flash as she bares her teeth at him in anger, how dare he.... She wasn't impressed.

And yet as she tried to remain angry and defiant with him his touch was calming her, making her needy and wanting.

She moans softly, his fingers felt so good, but she needed so much more than he was giving her. She pushes herself down onto his hand but it does not help, in fact it only makes her want more. Lyla wouldn't be obediant not to him.

She glares at him. "Don't you dare" she says as she finishes with a growl, she had never liked teasing, in fact she hated it.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich smiled, "Not only do I dare, I shall."

Heinrich's fingers continued massaging her until her precious nub poked out of its hood. Taking it between his fingers, he began to gently twist his fingers around it until Lyla's hips began gyrating. Just before she realized her release, Heinrich changed the pressure and pace, denying that release to her.

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla pays not attention to his words, instead trying to focus on the pleasure she was receiving at his hands, she moans sotly throwing her head back, pushing her hips forwards as her arms pull at the shackles that bind her there.

She was close, so close and for a moment she was sure that he was going to give in to her, she felt the familiar wave of pleasure building up in the pit of her stomach as she closes her eyes.

And then it changes, just when she was almost there, Lyla let's out a loud cry, how dare he? She hated him for it.

She wanted to scream at him. "Please Heinrich I need it, please I'll be good" she promises.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich's voice was nearly musical as he responded, "I bet you will."

Stepping to the side, Heinrich looked at her and smiled. "The sun rises, Lyla, I will be back tonight."

As the door closed behind him, Heinrich smiled at the desperate sounds coming from the room as he headed to his casket.

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla was so desperate but the evil look in Heinrich's eye told her she wasn't getting, however when he pulls away from her completly that was unexpected. She bares her teeth at him, a habit she had picked up recently, however it wasn't as intimidating when she did it and especially not when she did it to Heinrich.

Her eyes widen, he was leaving her here? She holds back the whimpers and pleas but as he leaves the room she cannot stop herself.

"Please come back" she cries out, her body needed him, she needed him and to top it off this room scared her... " Heinrich please" surely he would not leave her here while he slept would he?

But it dawns on her that he isn't coming back and that's when the tears begin to flow down her face.

 

[a_libertine]

Heinrich laid in his coffin, his last thoughts of Lyla.

As the last light of day shimmered to its death, Heinrich rose and dressed casually in a long rough spun robe. Striding from his chambers Heinrich went to the attention chamber, as he called it and opened the door.

She was still strapped to the wooden cross as he had left her. A smile crossed his face as he stepped up to her, caressing her mound gently. "Good evening Lyla."

As a moan escaped her lips as she woke, Heinrich leaned forward and kissed the inside of her thigh, scraping his teeth along her vein. The smell of her blood inside her was intoxicating and he licked his lips in anticipation of feeding on her.

 

[Hannah18]

Lyla cried for what seemed like hours, before she finally falls into a restless sleep, it was such a hard position to rest in, she would take anything over this, but she was sure that he had planned this.

Lyla awakes a little while later, to a rather pleasurable feeling. A small smile plays on her lips as she opens her eyes finally and then she realises the situation she is in. Her muscles are sore and bruised but his touch felt so nice.

As she looks down at him groggily, she begins to shake her head furiously, she knew what he was going to do and she really did not want him to feed from her... Not today.

" Heinrich no" at the feel of his razor sharp fangs she turns her leg to the side, cutting her thigh against his teeth, she can feel a small trickle of blood dripping down her thigh and that was it there was no chance that he would not feed on her now.

 

[a_libertine]

The single drop of blood trickling down her beckoned him, and Heinrich flicked his tongue out, collecting it before swallowing it. Moving his face to the right, he slowly drug his tongue along her slit from the bottom to the top, coaxing her clit from its hood again.

Taking it between his teeth, Heinrich held it as he flitted across the nub faster and faster until he drove her to the edge of orgasm. Biting into her thigh he drank deeply as Lyla's orgasm shook her body and the frame.