Spin the Wheel - White's Funhouse

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

She still seemed to be processing. Because that had been the strangest question anyone had ever asked her, and she had once been asked why one of her clanmates had swallowed his cellular telephone.

She bit her lip again, her own voice low and husky when she answered him. "Yes, Master. It was one of the reasons I wanted to come here tonight."

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He laughed and entered her, taking her slowly. "Good..."

She was now being penetrated at both sides.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

The amazing thing about being innocent is the reactions that a physical body will have, no matter how old, how cynical, how jaded someone might be. She was by no means as pure as the driven snow, but some things ...

Some things just cause unexpected reactions.

The sound she made was a cross between a scream and a moan. He hadn't even fully entered her when she started to shudder, trying to press forward, to press herself into him. She was trying, very clearly, to lean her forehead against his shoulder ... harder to accomplish when she couldn't see.

It was a sudden, unexpected release, which left her both trembling and looking highly, extremely embarrassed.

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He was surprised, but not displeased. He pulled out, and instructed his girl to do so as well. He let Griselda lean against him, gently caressing her body.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Lean forward she did, panting into his shoulder. Her arms might have ached, but she didn't seem to actually care.

"I'm so sorry," she whispered into his shoulder. "I'm sorry, Master. I didn't expect it. I would have asked, honest ... "

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"Shhhhhh." he whispered, caressing her gently. He signaled to Beatrice, who slowly began cranking the chain down, granting some release to Griselda's arms. He whispered in her ear. "I am not Joseph."

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"I know," she whispered, still shaking. She took a deep breath, then let it out while still leaning against his shoulder.

"I know you aren't Joseph, Master. But I should have asked, should have expected it ..."

She broke off again. Even having some relief for her arms, she still couldn't move much. She brushed her forehead against his shoulder, a comfort to either him, or her, or both. When she spoke again, it was a quiet, hoarse whisper.

"Please don't stop," she begged, her cheeks turning pink again. "I'll be good, I promise."

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"Mmm." he mused. She was by now back to the original strappado position. "Will you help encourage me?"

She then felt the hard but tender flesh of his length brush against her cheek.

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"Yes, Master," she whispered, already calming down as the pain in her arms started to ease even more.

She could tell a hint when one was presented. She turned her head just a bit, just enough to take the length of him into her mouth without preamble.

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He already fully erect, but he engaged her fully regardless. He was not rough, but he was firm as he took her head in his hands, thrusting himself. She could feel someone else beneath them, and she might realize that Beatrice was stimulating his sack with one hand while caressing Griselda's right breast in another.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Oh, the joys of being a used and abused Kindred.

She didn't flinch as he took her head in his hands, took the matter into hand, so to speak. For the first time since it began, she didn't even seem mildly bothered by the girl with one hand on him, the other on her.

She moaned against him, purely from the gentle fingers of the girl upon her own sensitive flesh. She moaned again, where he may have been able to recognize what she was doing.

He held her head, thrust himself into her mouth. But she seemed to have remembered what he had seemed to enjoy back on the boat, and made every effort to duplicate each pressure, each movement of her tongue and lips as she had that night.

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As he continued to take full advantage of her, he whispered. "Is it my seed you want?"

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Tricky, tricky, tricksy questions ... tricky, tricky Setite ...

She moaned her encouragement without words.

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He laughed and continued. Beatrice seemed to get into it, pinching and squeezing the offered breast.

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Whimpers coupled with her moans of encouragement. She didn't even seem to be paying attention to what was coming from whom or how.

All the while, her mouth never left him as she continued the gentle motions of both tongue and lips against him.

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He moaned. "Yessssss..."

He was clearly nearing the brink.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

If she could tell, it didn't show.

Nothing about her changed. Other than, perhaps, that she seemed even more determined to push him over the brink.

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He finally released his 'seed', and promptly sank to his knees in exhaustion.

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

Tricky. Tricky, tricky tricky ... oh, she was going to be in SO much trouble ...

She swallowed his seed without a second thought.

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He recovered, giving a half-laugh, and petting her cheek again. "How was that, pet?"

Methuselah Posts : 2967 Join date : 2010-03-19

The part of her face he could see registered confusion. She waited a beat ...

"That ... " she sounded confused. "That wasn't blood."

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"Uhm. No."

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"What was ... " Her cheeks turned an even brighter shade of pink. They almost glowed, even.

"Oh," she whispered, biting her lip again. "I was ... I wasn't ... I expected blood," she said, her head tilting up. "I'm sorry, Master. I wasn't expecting ... anything other than blood."

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He laughed. "Its all right, precious. I did promise I would not force you to drink my blood. Releasing blood into you like that unnaturally... well, that would have broken my promise."

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She blushed, but hung her head.

"Forgive me for saying so, Master. But you asked me if I wanted. I do not consider that forcing me to do anything, Master."

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