The Kidnapping of a Harpy - Beach House - Griselda/Estaban

The thing about power? For a ghoul, it was a very deep and intoxicating thing. And from the sounds of it, the ghouls were fully enjoying their role in this little play, the power over the Kindred that they held and so often served. Once again, her cries were muffled as the beautiful ghoul, made even more beautiful in his glory at the moment, held her tightly against him.

"It's not quite that easy. You see, she needs to ask, too. And she can't quite do that right at the moment, you see."

And he could see. He could look up and see that she was pressed tightly against the ghoul who tormented her, who used her for his own pleasure. And his own ghoul, his driver, was more than happy to make the entire situation worse with just a few motions of his fingers within her.

And this was power, for both of them. Who was he to ruin their fun.. well other then himself that was. Not that he had much control over anything at this time. Other than her pleasure. That he could give to her. That was really the only thing he did have control over.

"So, we much ask permission now to give in to pleasure? Are those the rules?"

He gave her a long slow lick, devastatingly different after the intensity and speed of the other touches. That in itself would create a new and excruciatingly pleasurable sensation.

"Oh, yes." The ghoul answered him, finally letting the blonde start to move again. "Those are the rules."

Ra'idah nearly screamed. Literally. The way that his tongue teased her, running over her in such a contrast to everything else. He could see that her grip tightened on the wood that she held in her hands, that she was nearly sobbing against the ghoul who used her. The sounds that came from her were choked whimpers, the way her hips moved was almost involuntary.

Estaban could have sworn that he heard her mutter 'please,' though it was so hard to tell, with the way her mouth was so busy.

That seemed to have an effect on him and his body shivered hard.He arched into those chains again, making them sing their heavy clink as he pulled against them, reacting to everything.

Then he pulled back, his mouth leaving Raidah. His words were soft but challenging.

"Well now that I know the rules... Why not bring that over here and see what a man can do with his mouth. You have seen what I can do to a woman, wouldn't you like to have my lips around you instead?"

He wondered if she could even realize what he was doing.

That's when the low chuckling started again.

"Truly? After you begged so nicely to please her with your mouth? Besides, she looks so pretty, with her lips around me."

It caused Ra'idah to clench at the headboard again, still nearly sobbing in her desire.

He sighed as those below him continued.

"Well yes, and I love having her, making her cry. If that is not what you want.. oooh.. what will it take for you to let her beg for release? What can I do to convince you to let her?"

He kissed her thighs, to calm her, to help her.

He could see, just barely, that the ghoul wasn't being unkind. He held her against him, true, buried within her throat, but his fingers were running gently through her hair. To soothe her as much as the Toreador seemed to be trying to.

"Make me an offer, if you want it so badly."

No, Salif wasn't used to torture. Not at all.

Estaban gave another kiss and looked up the length of the under body of Ra'idah.

"An offer, when it is so hard to think... two tickets to an event of your choice?"

As if in answer, the fingers of his driver seemed to move a little more quickly inside the blonde. Just a touch, and though it was in a less-used place than she was used to having fingers (or other things, for that matter), it caused a nearly violent reaction. She whimpered and cried out again, though it was clear from the sound that Salif had not pulled away from her.

"You'll have to do better than that. I am well cared for, and can provide my own tickets to anything I wish."

The fingers and mouths below, that Estaban couldn't see, also moved more strongly. It was making concentration harder, as it they had been told to do just that.

He watched the action and the reaction and instantly knew he had not given a proper answer. He could feel them work harder on him and his body strained, unsure of how to move as they both demanded his attention. He rested his head against Ra'i for a moment while he summoned his concentration. Such a hard thing to do.

"Anything I could give you... you could have....by asking. How about...two hours... of serving you?"

The movements of his driver turned more gentle, as Estaban could feel the two ghouls exchange a look. The fingers and mouth that worked against him turned a little softer, just enough to let him know that he had done well. Ra'idah was still trembling, still whimpering, but it wasn't as violent as before. Salif's voice came quietly, and Estaban could see that he was, once again, letting Ra'idah move.

"That is acceptable."

Those words were like a release in their own and he trembled a little, even as he watched the ghouls handling her turn gentle. He kissed her thigh again, waiting for her words, knowing that when she took her pleasure, his would not be far behind.

She was still whimpering, quivering in her pleasure over him. But she was able to move, big blue eyes looking up at her ghoul as she gripped the headboard of the bed, her hips pressing back to the fingers that continued to toy with her.

"Please, Salif? Please may I come?"

One of her hands moved, obviously still pleasing the ghoul as she asked her sweet-voiced question, her voice thick with the obvious pleasure.

"Of course you may. Estaban, make her come for us all."

And she was moved again, once again giving the ghoul the pleasure that he wouldn't get anywhere but inside this room, at this time.

Estaban could not help but press him self, his mouth coming up to meet the woman he loved. His tongue and lips played against Ra'idah's lips, nibbling and teasing them, before his tongue moved across her. This is what he wanted, to bring her to pleasure, to make her orgasm and finally find peace.

He knew Salif still had control, over her, over him over the situation. But that was fine. He had what he wanted. His breathed in the scent of her as he used his skills to make her scream in pleasure.

Once again, the room was filled with the sounds of pleasure. The two below Estaban were likely doing something as well, since in that one declaration, the mouth that teased and tormented the Toreador began to vibrate with the resounding moans of pleasure. The fingers inside of him shook, too, as it seemed that the ghoul who tormented him there as well found pleasure.

The ghoul that straddled Estaban's chest didn't seem to have found his pleasure yet, but his fingers turned gentle within Ra'idah's ass, gently stroking her as he worked in unison with the tongue that caused her thighs to tremble. And tremble they did, the blonde above Estaban quaking with the force of the orgasm that slammed through her, like waves crashing against the beach. And it wasn't gentle, not by a long shot, as though she had been holding it back for quite some time.

Salif's moans filled the room as well, the ghoul pulling his domitor hard against him. He had buried himself in her throat, letting his moans turn into groans that became growls of pleasure as he finally let his own release come, the fingers in his hair turning so very gentle as he petted her, soothed her... comforted her in the wake of the onslaught of pleasure that wracked her body.

Those waves that crashed through her, through most of those around him crested over him as well and he gave in, pulling hard reflexively against the bonds as his entire body gave in, his own moans matching and blending with the others that filled the room. His mouth stayed on Ra'idah, but softened, turning to soft kisses, declarations of the love he felt for her, the utmost heartfelt emotion he shared with only her.

Oh, this had been a good one..going into the scrap book.

She continued to tremble above him, but her sounds had turned to soft whimpers. Salif's groans faded, the sounds of the ghouls below were softening as well. Estaban could see that Ra'idah was using the wooden headboard of the bed to keep her upright, keeping her from lying flat against him. She shivered again, gave a soft cry, then rested her forehead against her ghoul while she tried to... regain a bit of composure. From the sounds of it, it wasn't going to be any time soon.

He wanted no more than for her to collapse on top of him, as his breath came in gulped quantities. His entire body felt like a wet noodle. He had rarely had anything as intense as this night had been and he still felt the electric chills traveling up and down his body. He relaxed completely in the chains not so much because he was relaxed as he didnt have the ability to strain right now..

No control.

Gently, the ghouls seemed to be retreating. They were kind about it, removing themselves from the Kindred in hushed tones and gentle caresses. Salif even bent to give Ra'idah a kiss on the cheek, then one to Estaban as well. Just a little press of his lips to the Toreador and a whispered phrase in his ear: "Thank you."

She could barely move, which meant that when she slid down over him, she slipped lower and lower, finally leaning against him with her thighs around his hips and her head resting against his shoulder. And for a few moments, with her eyes closed, she didn't even want to move.

"You okay?"

He smiled at each as they left, straining to keep his eyes open. When Salif came close he replied in kind.."Thank you." He couldn't even be sure the man had heard he could barely speak.

AS Rai moved down his body he felt another tremble but just let it run its course, waiting for her to lay against him, his eyes closed again and just so happy to have her so close.

"Perfect..you're..here."

He probably couldnt have moved his arms to go around her even if they could move.

She smiled, leaning up just enough so that she could look him in the face. First, she pressed a kiss to his lips. A gentle thing, the kiss of one lover to the other, then she leaned up over him, one hand running idly over his chest.

"Want me to let you up?"

He smiled looking up at her. He loved the way she kissed him, the way she touched him. The way she looked at him.

"Um, I wouldn't mind being able to lower my arms."

She smiled and stretched. She didn't want to leave where she was, so she just stretched to open the cuffs at his wrists. Another long stretch and she was unclasping the cuffs at his ankles. Then she was laying back against his chest.

"There you go."

He stretched up far, his own body testing hte limits it could reach without actually moving and then his arms were around her, holding her the way he had wanted to be for some time. He kissed her gently.

"Thank you."

She couldn't help it. She was beaming a grin from ear to ear, looking up at him as his arms came around her. She dipped her head, pressing a gentle kiss to his chest as she gave him another look. It wasn't wicked, though... this time, she looked sweet.

"You're most welcome. Enjoying yourself?"