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Fantasy

Tika’s home visit

This is a fantasy, nothing more. I realize that my spelling or grammer may be wrong, i am not a professional write nor do i wish to be. I write to get the images out of my head. please read tags if you find any of these abhorant please don’t read this story

Fantasy

Wow Lust at Sea chapter 2

Callie had always hated pain. Hell, she hated work of any kind. She had been born on a farm and hated every moment of it. Nothing but work from sun up till sun down. But when she reached the age of 14, her parents allowed her to go and study the ways of magic. For someone like Callie, it was the best choice. She would stand in the distance, say a few words, and slay her enemies. But when she got to the Mage trainer, she found that she didn’t like the work they gave her there as well. From sun up till sun down they made her study, polish her wand, collect herbs, and so on.
It seemed to just get worse. Once she was done with her basic training, they expected her to go out into the ‘real world’ and earn her own living. Luckily for Callie, she had been blessed with a great body. Lightly tanned skin, blond hair, and D cup breast. She used her features to get any man she wanted. Of course, in bed she didn’t do anything. She just lay on her back while her current squeeze fucked her. That was how she got by.
That was, however, until the pirates came.
After she was taken aboard their ship, she was taken to the lower deck and tossed on a stack of hay. She tried to get up, but stopped when she saw that she was surrounded by a Night Elf, two Orcs, and a female Troll. The Troll said something in her language and the Night Elf nodded. He then pushed Callie back onto the ground. As the two Orcs began to strip, the Night Elf began to tear away at Callie’s clothing until nothing was left.
Callie tried to resist, but the Night Elf sat on her stomach. She watched as he then unzipped his pants to pull out his purple cock. With a grin he spat in the valley between her breasts and then placed his dick between them. He then pressed the two mounds of flesh together and began to pump. While this was going on, the Orcs grabbed Callie’s hands and brought them to their own cocks. Immediately Callie pulled away but the Orcs quickly grabbed them once again.
“Not a good idea girly,” said the Troll. “We be doing this all day if we have to.”
“Stop this!” demanded Callie as her hand were forced to wrap around the green dicks.
“My captain has ordered me to begin ya trainin girly,” said the Troll. “I be called Zem’hula, but you will refer to me as Mistress Zem’hula or just Mistress. Understand?” Callie said nothing as the Night Elf came all over her face. With a sigh, Zem’hula bent down and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it. “Understand?”
“I won’t do it you stupid Troll,” spat Callie. She braced herself to be slapped or something cruel like that. But instead, Zem’hula just let her hair go and moved over to one of the Orcs. She whispered in his ear and he grinned then nodded at his fellow Orc. After getting her to let go of their cocks, which wasn’t all that hard, one of them laid on the ground next to her while the other picked her up.
“Well then, since ya don want to jerk them off, we’ll just have ta do something else,” said Zem’hula with a wicked grin. The Orc that held on to Callie managed to spread her legs and position her above the other Orc. Callie tried to fight her way out, but the Orc was just too strong. Her pussy was then positioned right above the head of the Orcs dick and then she was simply release. Pain filled her body as if she was being ripped in two. Tears fell down her face and her mouth was open in a silent scream.
“Lookie here,” said Zem’hula as she walked around to the girl’s front. “Ya nipples be as hard as rocks.” It was true; both of Callie’s nipples were now hard and pointed. With one hand Zem’hula grabbed Callie’s breast and squeezed it while the other hand reached into a pouch at her side. When it reemerged, in-between two of her fingers was a needle. Callie’s eyes widened in shock and pain as Zem’hula placed a bit of the spirit of fire into the needle and the Orc began to thrust upwards. Zem’hula squeezed her breast with one hand and then plunged the needle right through her nipple. Callie screamed in pain as new tears filled her eyes. Moments later, before Callie could recover, Zem’hula did the same to her other breast.
“Like that you little bitch,” swore the Night Elf. He pointed his hard cock at Callie as he continued to jerk off with a sick grin on his face. Moments later he sprayed the girls face with his seed.
Zem’hula wasn’t done with the human. As the crew continued to have their way with her, the Troll pulled out a pair of nipple rings and a silver chain. As the Orc continued to fuck the blond, Zem’hula attached the rings and then the chain. With each thrust the chain bounced with her breasts, making a shaking sound.
The Orc suddenly grunted and made one final, powerful thrust into Callie. Callie screamed harder than ever as the Orc shot his seed into her womb. When he was done he turned to his side and let the girl fall to the ground. She lay there, panting, covered with both blood and cum.
“Think ya done human,” said Zem’hula with a grin as she held up the needle once again. “Next we be doin something bout that tongue of yours.”
-x-
Raalia awoke, naked on the floor of the captain’s room. For a moment she wondered where she was. And then it hit her like a mace. She had lost her purity and for a brief time became a being who only desired pleasure. She remembered how she cried out to him, wanting more. She remembered how her body trembled at his touch and obey him. But why? Was there something in the tea she drank?
“Good to see you’re awake,” said Adren. Raalia quickly turned her head and saw him standing in the middle of the room with the female Orc. Gritting her teeth, Raalia glared at the two of them which only made the human chuckle at her defiance. “I see you haven’t lost your spirit. Good. Now then, Grima here will be putting you to work until supper. And when you are finished you will report back here so we can continue your training.”
“Let’s go,” said Grima as she grabbed Raalia by her arm.
“B-But what about my clothing,” stammered Raalia. Grima simply grinned.
“Whoever said you needed clothing,” she answered. Raalia tried her best to struggle, but the Orc was too strong for her. She was forced out of the bed and led straight out of the cabin. She tried her best to cover herself with her free hand, but Raalia soon realized that her arm just couldn’t cover everything that she needed to cover.
It wasn’t long until they were both out on the main deck and under the sun. Most of the crew looked like they were working on repairs to the ship, maintenance, or simply cleaning it. But when they saw her they stopped to stare at her naked form. So whistled in her direction while others snickered behind her back. She could feel their eyes all over her and could hear the things they were calling her. Slut. Whore. Captains bitch.
“Here we go,” said Grima as they stopped in the middle of the deck. Raalia noticed that there was a bucket full of water and a rag. “You’re going to clean this entire deck and you’re going to do it quickly. Have you ever done this before?”
“I have cleaned statues before but…”
“So no then,” said Grima with a grin. “I’ll show you how. Just watch me.” Grima bent down and picked up the rag. She then got on all four except she kept her legs straight so that her ass was high in the air. Also her legs were far apart enough so that Raalia could have seen her pussy had she been wearing nothing. And, if she wasn’t mistaken, Grima’s checks had darkened as if she were blushing. “This is the position that you want to be in.”
“I-I can’t,” stammered Raalia. Grima stood up and turned to face Raalia with narrowed brows.
“Can’t,” she asked, “or won’t?”
“I won’t do it,” said Raalia. “I…” She stopped as Grima slapped her so hard she fell to the ground. She looked up to see a very pissed Orc glaring at her.
“You think you have rights here?” demanded Grima. “Think you’re special because the captain is training that body of yours? You’re nothing but a slave now, a walking sex toy. The only reason the captain took you is because he is bored of fucking human sluts! And when he breaks you, and he will, you’ll be sold and you’ll be happy. Happy to have your masters cock pound you day and night. Happy to lick his dick day and night. Happy to lick your mistresses pussy or asshole. That is your fate!”
Without another word, Grima grabbed Raalia’s arm and pulled her up. She was then dragged over to the mast where she saw several chains attached to it. Before she knew what saw going to happen to her, Grima had chained her arms and legs to the mast in such a way that her legs were spread apart and her arms couldn’t cover anything. When Grima was done she stepped back to admire her handy work.
Raalia couldn’t believe this. She was naked, chained to a mast, and completely exposed with no way to defend herself. They could do anything to her. They could rape her at any moment and all she could do was call for help that would never come.
“Alright men,” said Grima. “Remember, this bitch is the captains. So I don’t want to see any cocks in her ass or pussy. Or anything that would damage her.” Grima then turned towards Raalia and bent down so that her face was fight in front of her pussy. She used her fingers to stretch it out and then spat on it.
“Please don’t,” begged Raalia. But her protests stopped and was replaced by moaning as Grima began to use her skillful tongue to lick her pussy.
“Trust me, this is only the beginning,” said Grima.
-x-
Adren looked down at Velithela as her head bobed up and down on his cock. Her skillful Blood Elf tongue wrapped around the shaft while she sucked on it teasingly. While they might resemble humans, Adren knew that they were perhaps the most skilled lovers out of all the races. He soon felt ready to cum when Velithela released his cock and began to slowly stroke it.
“Tease,” he said with a grin.
“I know you love it,” she replied before giving the shaft a long lick. “So tell me, are we going to keep training those two here?”
“For now,” replied Adren as he pulled Velithela onto his lap. He sucked on her neck, causing the Blood Elf’s head to be thrown back. “We’ll be heading home so we can train them more properly. Then the real fun can begin.”

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Fantasy

the meeting!

I pulled up, checking the address I’d been given again, and licked my lips, this was it, I was suddenly nervous, my palms sweaty and my breathing shallow, I needed to calm down. We’d met on the internet and started chatting, general stuff to start with, and then as we got to know each other a little better, we began to flirt, getting more and more adventurous, until the questions became more probing, almost without realising I was telling you my secrets, my fantasies , and you were encouraging me, supporting me, giving me further ideas, arousing me. Every night when we signed out, my knickers would be soaking, and I would go to bed and play, reliving the conversations we had had.
It soon became apparant that we were at opposite ends of the same spectrum, whereas I loved to be submissive, needed discipline and orders, and craved having to obey someone, you loved to be in control, loved the power of having someone do your bidding and our conversations became more risque, as your orders became more daring and naughty, and I got caught up in obeying them.
When you suggested meeting, I was excited and nervous, especially as you outlined how you wanted to control me, make me do your bidding, punish me to help me find the real me and I soon found myself agreeing. and now , well now here I am, outside your house and I get out of the car, closing the door behind me and reaching your door, I knock loudly.
It opens and you step to one side waiting for me to enter, not saying a word, and I look at you from under my lashes, you are bigger than I thought, and for a second I feel intimidated even though my knickers are already damp. You circle me, studying me, still not saying a word and I shuffle feeling uncomfortable, especially when I feel your hand grasp the back of my neck and propel me into the living room.
‘Strip’ you order, your voice making me jump and I shake my head, suddenly afraid I have made a mistake ‘NOW’
Trembling I slowly start to undo my buttons, letting my shirt fall to the floor, before undoing and stepping out of my skirt, stood in just my bra and knickers, I cover my body self consciously and you stand in front of me moving my hands ‘Continue’ you say, and I remove the rest letting them join my clothes on the floor.
‘Open your legs’ you order ‘your legs are never to be together and clasp your hands behind your back, what ever I do, you must not release them, do you understand?’
I nod and you hold my chin ‘DO YOU UNDERSTAND?’
‘Yes Ssiirr’ I stammer
‘Better’ you say tying a blindfold across my eyes before gently stroking my clit, making me moan and sway, I can feel your fingers opening my lips and I thrust my hips towards you, wanting to feel them slide inside, my juices starting to flow as you continue to rub, inserting one finger and then another, lifting me onto my toes as your thumb massages my clit, groaning I bite down on my lip, I cant cum this quickly, and I clench against you trying to stem the build up I can feel.
Your hot breath against my neck makes me jump ‘Let it go’ you whisper, and with a shudder I cum over your fingers, feeling my body respond to your touch , your voice, your words.
‘Good girl’ you say kissing me lightly on the lips before giving me your fingers to suck clean, ‘The first of many while you are here’
Mmmmm I can feel you behind me, and I lean against you, feeling the bulge of your cock nudging against my bum, your hands stroking my body, and as they brush against my nipples, they spring to life, hard, wanting to be touched, kissing my neck, you roll them between your finger and thumb, getting harder and harder, rougher and rougher until I whimper in pain, you stop for a second before continuing, the pain courses through my body, but is now changing, I feel a tingle between my legs and realise I am getting turned on by it .
‘I’m not going to stop until you cum again’ you whisper in my ear, twisting my nipples painfully and as my breathing changes and I start to moan and gasp I can feel your cock twitching against me, and with a scream I cum for the second time.
‘Oohh Good girl’ you say again and as I feel my knees tremble, I know that sentence really turns me on. Removing my blindfold, you stand in front of me, lifting my chin to look at you, and kissing me, gently at first, feather kisses around my mouth, your fingers still playing with my nipples, coaxing them , making them hard again and I moan, they are still so sensitive, putting my arms around your neck, I pull you in deeper, I want you to kiss me hard and when I feel your tongue probing my mouth, getting rougher , more urgent I respond. My legs are open and I feel your other hand slide down my stomach, fingering me once more.
‘MMMmm so wet’ you say between kisses and as I feel you insert your fingers deep inside me again I gasp in pleasure, bereft when you remove your body from mine, feeling vulnerable, and rejected.
I look at you, why have you stopped, have I dont something wrong??
‘Upstairs’ you order and I obey without question, walking in front of you, knowing you will be looking at my body and my face flames in embarrassment, wondering what you are thinking.
‘Lean over the bed, legs wide’ you say and I do as I am told, feeling you stroke my arse, run your fingers down my slit until I am moaning in pleasure, feeling you open my wide, one finger inside, then two, three, four, I moan as I feel you fill me, and suddenly with a twist of your wrist, I feel your whole hand inside me, fisting me hard, lifting me off my feet until I find myself crawling up the bed
‘Please no more’ I beg, trying to escape your hand and for a second you stop, giving me time to breath, I put my head on my arms, panting, sticking my arse in the air and you take this as a sign to begin again, on and on you twist your hand inside me, filling me, making me gasp as my body responds and I can feel my juices running down my inner thighs as you pull your hand out, holding it in front of my face as I lick and suck my cum from your fingers.
Stroking my back, letting me come down for a couple of minutes, you gently slap my arse, ‘Back into position’ you say, the sound of your voice brooking no argument, and I do as I am bid, my legs wide and straight, bent over the bed, my arse high and once again I feel your fingers probing..
‘Did you do as I asked and bring toys?’ you ask
‘Yes’
‘Yes What?’
‘Yes sir, they are in the bag’
‘Good girl, stay where you are’ again I feel my knees buckle as I hear you fetch my bag, ‘Mmmm nice selection, now what to use first’
You hold up the arse hook, ‘Thought you had a virgin arse?’ you say a smile in your voice and I feel myself blushing as I explain it was a birthday present, that I took out of its wrapping that morning.
‘Mmmmm interesting ‘ you say, stroking my bum, before slipping your fingers into my still soaking fanny and using the juices to lube my arse. Leaning forward you whisper, ‘Wont be a virgin arse after today’ and I moan, wanting to feel your hands on me.
I try and turn but feel your hand stop me ‘Stay there’ you order and I feel you fasten the collar around my neck, tight enough that I can feel it but not enough to restrict my breathing and I feel my nipples harden in anticipation, you notice too, as laughing you attach the clamps to each one making me gasp. Your hand strokes between my legs again and you suck your fingers ‘Ohh Dirty girl, you like that’ and holding my hands behind my back you tie them tightly.
‘How does it feel to be helpless?’ you ask ‘Do you realise you are totally at my mercy now?’ I can do anything i want to you, and I want to do alot? Moving to stand at the side of me, I watch as you undress, your cock standing to attention as it is released from your jeans, and you stand there wanking for a minute, enjoying my discomfort, before moving behind me again out of sight.
The feel of your hand spanking my bare arse makes me squeal and squirm, and you do it again and again, the pain is intense and I know without being told my arse will be red, your hand prints clearly visible, I am so focused on the heat from my cheeks I dont register you probing my arse, your finger circling my rim, until with a push it is inside me, so tight, and I clench against you, trying to remove it, I struggle beneath you as you open me up a little further, another finger entering my arse hole
‘Oohh yes’ you say, ‘I like a struggle, keep doing that’ and you wiggle your fingers inside me, making me groan in pleasure, in pain, in embarrassment. You rub my clit with your other hand and I dont realise you have removed your fingers until I feel the cold steel of the arse hook pushing against my puckered hole. I struggle more, feeling you stretch me, until with a flash of white hot pain I feel it inside me, my arse clamping shut around it, a rope attached from that to my collar pulling it in deeper.
Mortified, I watch as you take photographs of me, bent over your bed, tied, violated, paying particular attention to my filled arse, until I close my eyes, feeling them fill with tears of shame.
You watch me, feeling your cock twitch, God you are hard, you love the power of being in control and picking up your belt and flexing it, you stroke it across my arse, softly at first , betting harder and harder until the slapping sound of leather on flesh fills the room, it feels like I am on fire as the strokes now lift me onto my toes and when eventually you stop, my arse is striped with welts.
Grabbing my hips, you thrust deep into my fanny, pulling me back to meet every thrust and I am aware of the ball in my arse as I feel you fuck me hard, deep and fast. Reaching around me you remove the clamps from my nipples, and I give an ear piercing scream as the feeling flows back into them at the same time as you cum, filling me with hot creamy cum.
Pumping a couple more times, you stop, you cock still deep inside me, letting it go soft before pulling out and watching as your cum dribbles down my inner thigh.
Untying my arms, but leaving the hook and collar, you turn me over, tying my legs wide, ‘Fuck yourself for me, until I am ready again’ you order ‘Use your toys, act like a slut, make me hard again’
I look at you in horror, I play with myself all the time, but never for an audience and you sit at the bottom of the bed waiting, watching the emotions flit across my face
‘Well’ you say raising an eyebrow ‘I’m waiting’
Resigned to the fact you wont untie me until I have done as I am told, I find my vibrator from the bag, and start to rub between my legs, I can still feel your cum, and am aware of the hook in my arse, but as I rub the juices over my clit, I feel my body start to respond, closing my eyes, I dont realise I am biting down on my bottom lip as my breathing quickens and my clit emerges from its hood, sensitive to the touch and as I rub my fingers over it, ,my body arches , pleasure coursing through me and I pick up my rabbit, pushing it deep inside me, fucking myself, the pleasure now all I can think about and I almost forget you are watching me, I hear the click of the camera but too far gone to care, and thrust deeper and harder, feeling it rub against my swollen clit, the welts on my arse stinging a little as I writhe about on the bed. I am soaking, juices coating my vibe, and opening my eyes I look at you, aware of my hair stook to my head and the sheen of sweat covering my body
‘Please sir, may I cum’ I ask, not realising how wanton I look
‘No’ you reply rubbing your hardening cock ‘You do not have permission to come, dont you fucking dare cum, just keep playing’
‘Pllease sir, please let me cum’ I beg knowing how close I am and wondering what you would do if I did
‘NO, just play bitch’ you say, ‘If you want to cum, then beg and beg like you mean it’
Looking at you, I continue to pay, feeling the heat fill my body and knowing I will cum regardless very soon ‘Pllease, please, please sir, please let me cum, i cant hold it sir, please please give me permission now sir’
I dont hear your reply as with a shudder I explode, throwing my head back and screaming as the orgasm rips through my body. Taking out the rabbit, you hold it to my lips ‘Clean it’ you say ‘And you will regret disobeying me later’ Untying my legs, you pull me to standing, holding me for a second until I find my balance.
Retying my hands behind me you order me to kneel, legs open wide, and close my eyes. I sink to my knees in front of you and feel you move closer, automatically opening my mouth as I feel your cock brush against my lips, your hand in my hair, you fuck my face, pushing deep down my throat, making me gag, only pulling out as I start to struggle,
‘That’s it bitch, suck my cock, suck it dry’
I work my tongue over your cock, pulling out to lick your balls, only to feel you force my head up again ‘Just suck’ you order and I do, licking at your tip, tasting precum, knowing you can feel my hot breath on the length of your cock as my head bobs up and down. I feel you stiffen and know you are close to cumming but as you squirt in my mouth I struggle to swallow it all, feeling a dribble run down my chin and onto my nipple. You hand still holding me there, I continue to suck until once again I feel you go soft.
‘That was good’ you say starting to get dressed ‘Good girl’
I watch you, wondering why you are putting your clothes on, is that it?. Is it time to go home?
‘Follow me’ you order and I go back downstairs, feeling degraded as I feel the hook rubbing at the inside of my arse, my hand tied so tightly, my tits are pointing out, my nipples hard once more. Taking me to the kitchen, you turn me to face you
‘You disobeyed me earlier and for that you will be punished, I am expecting a delivery and I was going to leave you upstairs, however now you will stand here, legs open, facing the door, although i will pull it to, you will not move, and I am going to talk to my friend, I am going to take my parcel and I am going to invite him in for coffee, if he accepts, he might sit in the room, or he might follow me in here when I make it’
As I listen, I start to shake my head ‘Please , you cant do that’ I say ‘You cant let anyone in to see me like this sir’
‘I can and I will’ you say, your cock twitching again as you see the fear in my eyes ‘You had better hope he is in a hurry’ and as if on queue the door bell rings. Going to answer it you look over your shoulder ‘Remember, dont move’ you say pulling the door to, and I hear you talking to someone. Closing my eyes I will them to leave straight away but instead hear the door close and the voices move to the living room.
Closing my eyes, I am mortified to feel damp between my legs, God even this danger turns me on.
‘Would you like a drink?’ I hear you ask and the deep voice of the stranger answering you, I try and hear what his reply is, but can’t, and I stiffen as I hear your voice getting closer to for the moment the door opens and I am exposed
‘Are you sure I can’t get you anything’ you say and this time I hear him saying he has to go and I realise I have been holding my breath, hearing the click of the door, you walk back in, standing in front of me
‘You were lucky there’ you say pushing me into the living room and bending me over your desk, you pull on the hook and I feel it leave my body with a Pop, and untying it you lay it beside me, rubbing your hands over my body, squeezing my arse, and I hear the sound of your zip as you press against me.
My arms still tied and I rest my cheek on the leather top of your desk as I feel you pull my lips apart and you cock nudge against me, before slowly entering me, you hold yourself there, and I feel you balls rub against me as you thrust a couple of times before pulling out and positioning yourself at my arse.
‘Lets see if this has been stretched’ you say pushing against me and I cry out as I feel you opening me up and sliding inside, rubbing my clit again, I squirm beneath you, not realising that this is taking you deeper inside my arse until u are up to the hilt. ‘So tight’ you say starting to thrust, slowly at first, letting me get used to the invasion, getting harder and faster, until you are fucking my arse with force.
Pulling out you spin me round in time to cum over my chin and tits, and then leaning me back you finger me to orgasm, not stopping even as I shudder against your fingers.
Letting me come down as you untie me, you stroke my hair, ‘you need a shower hunni’ you say ‘C mon, I come with you and turn it on’ Grabbing my hand you pull me upstairs, turning on the shower and standing watching me as I soap my body, wincing slightly as my hands run over my arse, I wonder what you are thinking,but knowing that you probably wont tell me.
Finally finishing I step out of the shower and into the towel you are holding allowing you to towel me dry before collecting my clothes and getting dressed.
I look at you and see you are smiling and as you pull me towards you, kissing me gently on the lips, I put my arms around your neck, feeling you pull me close
‘Now that was a good way to spend an afternoon’ you say laughing collecting my toys and cleaning them before placing them in my bag as I dry my hair and put on my make up. ‘Do you want a drink?’ I nod and you do downstairs, a cuppa waiting for me when I follow you a few minutes later.
Sat at your computer, I see you looking at the pictures you have taken of me that afternoon and I am amazed how dirty and needy I look, my eyes betraying my enjoyment, and my body stretched against my bonds.
‘Mmmm ‘ you say ‘Think I ll be looking at these regularly, but of course if you want to take any yourself and send them, feel free.’
Finishing my tea, I stand up ‘I d better go’ I say suddenly shy and you see me to the door, kissing me on the cheek before opening the door.
‘Speak soon hunni’ you say and I nod, and as I walk to the car, I know you are watching me and realise I am already looking forward to the next time …………………….

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The Elder Scrolls: Rise of the Sword-Runner *Teaser 2*

At the Battle of Whiterun – Much further on in the story probably the Mid-Point
Rickard looked behind him, 1800, Steel Armour clad Stormcloak War Chargers with Chainmail helms; his own company he founded with Jarl Ulfrics permission, backed by 500 Stormcloak Archers and 16 Catapults.
The War Chargers themselves were taught by Rickard Sword-Runner himself. He taught them how to fight from horseback with sword, spear, axe and lance, for only the biggest, toughest and best soldiers could join the War Chargers, each of them over 6ft 7in, they truly were a fearsome sight, and the only stormcloak battalion to be made up of soldiers from each of the holds, Falkreath, Whiterun, The Pale, Winterhold, The Reach, Eastmarch, The Rift, Haafingar and Hjaalmarch, and each were split up into 9 divisions whose steel kite shields and standard bearer bore the Coat of Arms of their respective holds.
But, what made the War Chargers different was that they were not made up solely of Nords, although they made up the majority, there were Red Guards, Khajiit, Wood Elves, Dark Elves, Bretons, Argonisns, people who were fighting for their homes, for their freedom, for Skyrim. To show all of Nirn that this is not simply a Nord Rebellion, but a rebellion for all who call Skyrim home, for all who have experienced the long cold of Skyrim, and have earned the right to call Skyrim, Home.
Rickard rode at the head of the column as it unfurled in a long line across the plains like a giant steel snake bristling with spears. Before them lay Whiterun, the Stormcloaks main force had already began the battle with the Dovakiin at its head as it rushed the main gates. The archers and catapults in Rickards company had readied themselves at had targeted the city, their arrows alight and boulders covered in tar.
Rickard raised his steel clad arm with his mailed fist into the air, the archers took aim, the seconds slowed and slipped by as time itself seemed to slow, then, his fist dropped, swift and heavy as a giant fiery wall lifted from the very earth in one motion, flying through the air in a flaming fury, smashing into the city with a roaring crash as the western stone wall of the wind district collapsed in an explosion of red glory.
Rickard looked to his right, upon a raised patch of earth stood four figures, two slender figures encased in silver-steel armour, silver blonde, and auburn hair flowing in the wind, as two others stood holding his own Coat of arms, A pair of golden lions rampant facing each other on a field of black with a white shield between then outlined in gold with a black cross on it, a red horse and steel clad knight stood at its centre, rearing wielding a golden lance
He spurred his steed forward up the hill, a huge crystal white war horse, almost 6ft 8in in height with a long golden mane and tail, encased in enamelled silver armour.
He rode up alongside the two slender figures, Linevia and Mjoll. He turned to face the bristling spiked steel wall behind him.
“My brothers and sisters!” He roared in a bombing authoritative voice of steel,
“See before you the feeble might of the glorious Imperial Legion” he called out as a rolling laughter spread through the ranks
“Today my brothers and sisters we show all of Nirn what it means to be from Skyrim. It matters not what colour your skin, furred or scaled, we are all the sons and daughters of Skyrim! These imperial dogs no nothing of the cold hard winter winds and waters of the north! These lands are where this empire was founded! Lets us show them that no longer will the north bend the knee to weak willed old men! Arise riders of Skyrim! Arise riders of the north! Feel the cold on your face and take heart in it! These are our lands not theirs this is our home!
Forward unto death
Forward unto glory
Forward war chargers!” He boomed as his mighty horse reared beneath him and the deep horns sounded Bummm-BOOOOM bummmm-BOOOOM bummm-BOOOOM
He tore his Spartan helm from his saddle, its black plume ridding down the helm.
He slammed it down on his head, spun around on his horse, kicked in with his knee and shot off like a bolt as the noise of reading lances and steel shields sounded across the hills, 1800 strong.
The riders rode closer and closer to the burning breach, black arrows flying overhead. Rickard thrust his shield arm out and as graceful as a water dancer 1500 riders broke off south headed for the Stormcloak camp with Mjoll at its head to help the the assault on the main gates
As they neared the breach the smoke began to clear 14 men stood in the breach, 9 legionnaires and 5 Guards whilst 7 more guards manned the wall with bows. Thrusting his Lance into the air before readying for the charge a group of 70 men in his own Battalion threw their spears, long hollow 6ft spears tipped in Silver with a lead counter balance at its base. The 70 spear like javelins cascaded down upon the wall breaking on the stone, sinking into soil, straw and flesh. four of the archers fell, picked off their feet by the monstrosities, alongside 3 of the ground men, all guards.
“Yea-AHHHHHH!” Rickard roared as he aimed his lance in his right hand at the Legate of this group of centurions.
The seconds slowed as the 400 men drew closer and closer to the wall.
12 meters.
8 meters.
6 meters.
2 meters.
1 meter.
BANG
Rickards lance drove through the Legates right eye, ripping straight through leaving a huge gaping hole in the right side of his face and his horse trampled a legionnaire in front of him and his lance drove into the heart of a Whiterun Guard and stuck, their feeble shield wall began to break as two legionnaires ran after him.
Rickard felt a sharp sting in his shoulder as an imperial arrow sank deep into it. A loud scream sounded as he looked back for an instant and saw the armer impaled with a bushel of arrows, fall from the wall whilst the rest of the men, 300 strong crashed into the Legions shield wall and it shattered, the men crushed beneath horse hooves like ma stone wall had fallen on top of them.
A group of 50 guards and legionnaires charged at them as Rickard looked forward again, unstrapping his shield he quickly shifted it to his left arm leaving it free as he drew The Ebony Blade from its sheath, weilding it with one hand like a man would a knife.
He let another roar escape his throat, the roar of the lion the Chargers called it so fearsome and frightening that 12 of the 50 legionnaires stopped in fear.
Thrusting The Ebony Blade in the air as he rode past the Hall of the Dead another volley of arrows were let lose into the Legion as Forty city guardsmen joined the battle from Dragonsreach and the Plains District, 21 legionnaires fell.
Rickard howled like a wolf as he swung the Ebony Blade at the fist man on his right, cleaving a gaping hole from knave to collar bone in the man as he swung round at the the left cleaving a mans head in two as the rest of the Chargers crashed into the Legionnaires.
His moment died as he got caught in a press of bodies, Rickard was swinging wildly at the legionnaires and City Guards, hacking and slashing, this way and that way.
His arm was tiring as he swung the great sword, spun his horse left am right, and the unending torrent of mace, axe, sword and arrow blows rained down on his shield.
A large man ran up to him wielding an Iron Battle-axe and roaring wildly as he swung heavily up, under his horse hoping it wasn’t armoured there. It was. His axe struck the leather strap holding the saddle to his horse, snapping it but not breaking through the mail.
Rickard spun his horse round to face the man but as he did so his saddle slipped from his horses back as it reared back and brought its hooves down on the mans helmed head, crushing it in the iron cage with a horrifying crunch.
Rickard hit the ground hard, his shield clattering across the stones to the great cream barked tree in he centre of the courtyard as his men cut through the Legionnaires, their numbers melting away like an ice-cube in a hot fire.
Rickard struggled to his feet as a sharp sting struck his body, an arrow, piercing the light mail between his cuirass and his greaves , sinking deep into his flesh as a man charged at him with sword in hand. Rickard swatted the sword from the mans hand, roughly punching the man in the head with a mailed fist. He spun round quickly as a man spun a great-sword at his head, he ducked, stabbed upward slashed right, cleave a gash in a helmed face, swung chopped an arm off, pain, hammer struck steel, spin parry stab, parry slice, parry cleave, block kick punch.
“Raiden” a ghostly voice called out
Duck, dodge, slice, stab, cleave, chop, kill
“Raiden” the voice called out desperately this time
Duck, dodge, side step. Too late.
An arrow embedded itself half an inch in under Rickards arm, the breath sucked out of him as he roughly tore his helm off and threw it down.
“Raiden . Peace. Remember the promise” the voice called again, and Rickard, once again Raiden, was gone.
His pain in his limbs was gone, the wounds too. He stood looking around him a sudden chill as he watched the Icy tundra around him, a girls giggles bounced around him as he turned around.
There stood a girl, 17, beautiful, her ling chocolate brown hair tied back in a pony tail with two braids running down the sides of her head, her aqua eyes staring at him smiling and full of happiness, her tanned skin shinning in the sun.
He looked down at he outstretched arms, a beautiful crystal, glowing lightly with all the colours of the rainbow.
“Take it Raiden, It’s yours. Remember your promise, never forget me” the girl said as she placed the crystal in his open palm, a silver chain roped through the top of it for a necklace.
A high pitch screech began to build up all around him as his head began to pound and everything began to vibrate.
The girls form became like glass, cracks, carving their way over her face and body. Then everything exploded. Darkness consumed him. Out of the darkness a man walked forth, the man looked at him, he looked to be 24 or 25, tall 6ft 8in, and heavily muscled his long golden blonde hair hung messy around his head, his electric blue eyes shifting constantly between electric blue and emerald green. A thin stubbly blonde beard strapped his chin and jawline. His voice was deep and commanding, yet strangely comforting and familiar
“Remeber who you are you fool!” He said as the black turned to bright white.
When his eyes opened he was surround by hundreds of figures, all wearing something different, all different ages between 17 to as old as 76, they all stared at him with the same face
“Remember who you are!” They said in unison and the white flashed again even brighter than before, and he was back again on the battlefield.
An arrow was heading for his face, his senses came back to him, he swatted it away as the archer was filled with arrows. Standing up and looking about him, 15 men lay dead around him, his blade coated heavy with blood.
He looked into his palm and there sat the crystal as bright and beautiful as it had been when he first saw it. Slowly he placed it over his head as it came to rest gently on his steel clad chest.
He stood up, and never before had his path been clearer to him.
He rallied his 11 best warriors to him including Linevia. An Argonian, two female Khajiit, an Orc, three Nords, two Dark Elves and A Redguard, Linevia a Wood Elf and himself, who they said was Atmorran.
He turned to the remaining two hundred and four warriors,
“Men, clear out this district before doing so in the Plains District, take as many prisoner as possible and harm no one who does not bear steel against you!” He boomed before marching towards Dragonreaches great Stone steps.
“Rickard are you alright?” A soft voice asked as he turned to face Linevia, her face coated with concern
“Ye-Yeah” he said unsure as they reached the top of the stairs.
Behind the stars stood four young men, 16 or seventeen, sweating profusely in their mail coats and scaled helms,
“Stay, st-st-st stay back” one of the said his eyes moist and red with tears as he waved his sword pathetically at the company
“Put down the blade boy, We won’t harm you” Rickard said, he pitied the boy
“Ha ha ha the noble Jarl fear us!” The or named Rangdush bellowed
“You- you, my father fell…” The boy said as his sword fell limp at his side and he pulled his helm from his head his red hair coated with sweat.
“What was his name?” Rickard asked kindly as he took a step forward,
“Joran” The boy replied as the others dropped their swords and sat down solemnly on the wood bridge “I saw your men drag him off” the boy finished as tears began to stream down his face.
“What is your name?”
“Essel, Essel White-Bane”
“Essel White-Bane, if your father Joran White-Bane was dragged of by *my* men then he is safe and will not be harmed, if he is already harmed my healers will look after them as they will do with all the injured of this battle”
“Re-Really?”
“Yes. Would you like to go to him?”
“Yes”
“Very well” Rickard finished as he looked to the satchel on his hip and drew out a phial filled with white powder and handed it to him as the Khajiit twins Rak-Shel and Ris-An removed the barricade
“What do I do with this?” eric asked as he looked at the Phial,
“Spread the powder in a P shape on your cuirass, leave all your weapons here, keep your hands in the air and leave the city through the breach in the wall” Rickard explained as he walked up to the doors.
The four young boys did as they were bid, green boys, unknowing of war, fools, Rickard thought as he pushed open the heavy wood doors of Dragonsreach and the four boys walked off arms in the air, towards the breach, unarmed and of no threat.
As he ascended the stars of Dragonsreach to the great hearth in the middle of the hall he saw Jarl Balgruuf standing defiant, his houscarls and thanes standing defiant alongside the Legion Commander an sever legion soldiers, 17 in total
“Surrender, the city is lost, your forces are scattered to the wind Balgruuf, there need not be any more killing! Surrender and you and your children may go to Solitude with an escort of my own, no harm will come to any of you” Rickard boomed to all of them
“You think me a coward!” Balgruff roared,
“No I think you are a fool who thinks he can stand against a combined force of two thousand men with only seventeen”
Rickard retorted as Quick-Eyes, the Argonian and Linevia fanned to the left an right arming their bows as the rest fanned out to Rickards left and right.
The legion soldiers began to lower their arms along with their commander,
“Smart man” Rickard said aloud
“I will surrender, if all those of my men who survived the battle may return to solitude with me” the Commander demanded
“If that is the soldiers choice they may, if it is not they will not” Rickard replied with a smile as the Legion Commander looked puzzled
“What do you mean” the Legion Commander replied cautiously
“I will give them a choice, you see, I plan to expand my… my forces to include a foot based division, if they choose to accept my offer I will train them myself and equip them myself” Rickard replied confidently as the Legion Commander could do nothing but nod in agreement
“Bloody Coward! Craven! TRAITOR!” Balgruuf roared in anger as the 12 Legion men dropped their weapons and left for the breach in the wall. Five warriors now stood at the top of the steps.
A long heavy sigh escaped Balgruufs mouth
“I.” The words caught in his mouth
“Surrender”

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ON ROYAL PALM ESATE Part One: Happenings between a man and a woman

On Royal Palm Estate PART ONE :
The Happenings between a man and a woman
Montego Bay, Jamaica.
April, 1821.
I was twelve years old when father had us all shipped out to Jamaica. He had given up his title of an Earl. He was a respected member of the ton back in England. Forced into an arranged marriage, early in his twenties, his wife, she had given him no children. My mamma, as I learned to understand, was his mistress. He loved her unconditionally, and when his wife learned of her and of me, her outrage, the humiliation, and the scandalous tirade from various members of his in-laws, had only serve to make him happier, that he was finally able to be solely with me and mamma.
I didn’t want to move to Jamaica, but, I was a quiet child and did as my mamma and papa told me.
Four years has passed now, and I cannot imagine my life anywhere else. I fell completely in love with everything, and rarely thought of anything or anyone back in England.
Papa was very wealthy; he owned several sugar plantations, and he exported sugar and molasses along with flour and rum so we lived lavishly; happy and in great comfort.
I was almost sixteen when I first saw it. I was confused, frighten and intrigued. I didn’t know what it was; I only knew that I wanted to know.
I didn’t know what sex was, I suppose that I was so caught up in my activities, that I had hardly noticed my body and its changes, and in turn neglected the discovery of that part of life all together.
It was in the middle of the afternoon when Babette and I had decided to go riding. We raced our horses towards the pond, our special spot to cool off and talk of mischief. I always won our races. In the few years I have lived at Royal Palm, I had grown, a little more out-spoken, confident and daring.
“Beat you again”, I huffed, landing my feet steadily on the ground, I gazed up at her smirking and out of breath.
“Oh,” she whined, “I’m not as swift as you are or as skilled, at handling…”
“Oh come now Babette,” I chided her softly, cutting her off.
“We’ve both received the same training. We both know you hold yourself back, instead of giving me a real…”
“I am not like you Renee. You are headstrong and I am of a docile nature. Truly like a lady.” She added haughtily.
“Ha!” I laughed out. “A lady you say. Yes, yes, that’s what you are predictable and too yielding. A true bore.” I smiled widely, shaking my head.
Babette was not put out by what I had said. I have said it enough times and times again.
She did not push the argument. I would always win, so there was no point. But I knew she was content with the way she was.
She gracefully landed herself off her horse. Carefully smoothing out her dress.
We tied our horses and left them, then walked steadily, arm in arm, on the familiar path through the palm trees.
“Have you finished the book I loaned you” she questioned.
“No”, I said distastefully. “It is too much of knight rescuings with damsels in distress. I grew tired of it by the second page.”
“Hmph, well.” She said then.
“Come Babette,” I said cheerfully, “You know I cannot abide such nonsense”
“The happenings between a man and a woman are not nonsense, Renee.”
“The happenings between a man and a woman, what are you talking about”
She smiled knowingly and I was taken aback and suddenly disturbed that Babette knew something I did not. I did not press her, although I desired to know. I did not want her to be the one to appease my ignorance. Whatever it was it could not be of much importance, I told myself. So I forgot about it, and we passed the afternoon merrily. Enjoying the freedom of splashing in the pond completely naked.
It wasn’t until, about six weeks later that the thought came to my mind again.
I was within the stables that evening, brushing my horse contentedly, when I heard a curious sound. It came from nearby, inside a small boarded up space, a little room where we kept the tools.
I went to investigate. The door was slightly ajar making it very easy for me to see and not be seen from the angle from where I stood.
It was two of the slaves, Toni and Joe. The female, her dress was pulled up high and I could see her privates, she was bare. She had her legs wide open, with the male standing close between them.
I quickly took in the differences in their bodies. She small and soft and with a vagina. Something I knew all females had. Although, I did not know it could be invaded.
He, big and hard, and possessed with a different sort of body part, similar to that of what I’ve seen under my horse. What I now know to be his penis.
They were groping each others bodies and… and… kissing heatedly. He held up one slim leg over his muscular arm and I saw him use his bigger body pressing it so intimately into hers. The male was completely naked. He stood tall and strong, and I watched fascinated, as his taunt backside flexed. With each thrust, I heard a moan of ecstasy escape the female. I have never heard such a sensual sound before and it touched me to my core. I did not know why, but, I had suddenly reached for my nipples, the middle of my palms brushing them through my clothing. My eyelids grew heavy, my heart started to beat faster and my breathing became slightly labored. I felt an aching between my legs. A wonderful, alien feeling I did not yet know existed.
I watch as his pace increased. His body slamming into hers.
He was pounding her mercilessly and yet the female clung unto him, her slim fingers digging into his muscled flesh. Her eyes were shut tight. Her face a display of emotions I had yet to comprehend.
I heard the slapping of his balls between them, the slick wetness flowing from her puffy cunt.
He fucked deeper within her, and faster. Causing the boarded walls to shake soundly, with each hard thrust. Her moaning got loader and loader.
I watched as they both cried out, seeming to reach some high, a state of which I knew not. And like that it was over, and I quietly went back towards my horse.
I lay in bed that night trying to relive everything I’d seen. Trying to figure out my own reactions and their meaning.
As I finally drifted off to sleep, my last thought, before my dreams began were,
So this is what Babette knew, these happenings between a man and a woman…..

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The Darkmoon Faire (part 2)

The Darkmoon Faire (part 2) Rather short, as stories go, but …  whatever. If you’re looking to jack off to this, then… well, enjoy the ending. >:) Think of it as a Valentine’s gift! <3

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Kallen’s lust chapter 2

(A/N: So let’s get right into the next chapter. This part takes place before the wedding of Empress Tianzi. You know, the whole incident with Kallen and Lelouch talking and Kallen accidentally crashing on top of them before they’re both interrupted by C.C about the stupidest of things, before Kaguya interrupts them with something a little more important. That’s pretty much the timing for this. Enjoy).
Disclaimer: I do not own Code Geass
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Code Geass R2 episode 7
Kallen’s pov
With Nunally’s announcement of the revival of the SAZ the first thing I did was call Lelouch, but the connection failed before I could connect through and every subsequent call it said the number was out of service. Determined to speak with him. I went to go find him, and I knew exactly where he’d be. And that’s exactly where I found him. The Shinjuku Ghetto, where he first masqueraded as Zero. A lot’s happened since then. The fact that Lelouch is Zero used to bother me, but it doesn’t anymore. They’re just two sides of the same coin really. The fact that Lelouch is Zero means that there is good in him and he’s not just an apathetic jerk. I’ve finally come to terms with it, and so I had planned to seek out and tell him what he meant to me.
“I figured you’d come here,” I told him. “This is where Zero…where you started everything.” He turned to look at me. I walked towards him, “Lelouch I want to tell you something. I…” I took a half a step back when I noticed what he was about to inject into his left arm and gasped. “That’s…”
“Refrain,” he said depressingly. “You’re familiar with it aren’t you? Brings back memories of the good old days.”
NO! We’re down, but we’re not out. He can’t just give up. Zero…Lelouch…my hero just can’t give up. I stomped towards him and wrenched the drug out of his hand, “Don’t joke like that!” I grabbed the injector and threw it on the ground. “So what if you failed this time?” I asked. “Can’t you just think of another one of your plans and bounce us back? Just give me an order! Should I pilot my Knightmare? Or maybe play decoy? I’ll do whatever you want me to do!” I pleaded. And I really would do just about anything. I didn’t want Lelouch to be like this. We needed him to be strong. Why couldn’t he just act like the hero I know he can be?
“Then…comfort me,” he told me.
Comfort him? I took a half a step back. I…I wasn’t prepared for that order, but I…I didn’t want to object to it either. I…I could easily give him morale support.
Lelouch stood up and walked towards me. “That’s something women can do right?” he lifted my chin to look towards him.
Is his mind really set on…that? I wondered. He started to draw his lips towards mine. I…I can do this, but…this is all wrong. No! It’s not supposed to be like this. I’m not just going to be an outlet to medicate him. I slapped him across the face. “Snap out of it Lelouch! You’re Zero right now! You carry the responsibility for showing us a dream! You need to keep that dream alive for us until the very end!” A tear started to roll down my face. “We need you to be Zero with all your heart.” Of course I needed it more. “Play your role like you mean it!” I ran away fighting back tears until I had to stop to catch my breath. I looked back to where Lelouch was. I’m sorry, Lelouch, but I’m not your toy. Not unless you really act like you love me…like a hero loves his heroine…only then will I allow you to take me.
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Episode 9
Lelouch and I were at the observation deck in our granted area of land, as the Japanese, by the Chinese Federation. The windows were closed to prevent anyone from seeing in. We were doing some tech work while we discussed our next move. I was standing on the desk, fiddling with a fuse box attached to the ceiling, while Lelouch worked down beneath the desk.
“Do you really want to take over the Chinese Federation’s capital?” I asked him.
“In such a way that we won’t be viewed as invaders,” Lelouch told me, “If we overthrow Luo Yang then we clear one of the conditions for defeating Britannia. I smiled at how back to his old self Lelouch was acting. I liked him when he was acting like he was some big shot hero and a master strategist. It gave me goosebumps. This was the side of Lelouch I admired. “What’s the matter?” his voice startled me and I tripped over the box I was standing on and crashed on top of him. Our faces were inches from each other, our lips so close to touching. My heart beat rapidly.
I pushed up so that my elbows weren’t bent, “Tell me something Lelouch. Why did you come back to us?” He really didn’t have to. The black knights continued for an entire year without him and they could continue even without him. So what made him decide to return?
He dodged the question and said, “Kallen, when this is all over, will you return to Ashford Academy with me? Cause I…”
“Tabasco.” Both Lelouch and I turned our heads to see C.C sitting across the room eating Pizza. “It needs Tabasco, but all we have is hot sesame oil. What should I do?”
She completely ruined the moment. I hated her. Why did she always do that? Before the situation continued any farther though the intercom beeped and Kaguya shouted, “Master Zero hurry! Come to the Ikagura immediately! We’ve got big trouble.” At least something important was interrupting us than a minor issue with Pizza.
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That evening
Entering the banquet with Lelouch, as Zero, in tow may not have been the best idea, but at least it let Britannia know we were onto them. I was shocked when Nina tried to attack and kill Lelouch. She was held back, but it just emphasized the point that our presence would not be welcome at the wedding. I told Lelouch we should’ve made our only appearance then, but he said it was necessary that we showed up that day, as per part of the plan. I tried to get some shut eye before the big event tomorrow, since Lelouch was going to rouse everybody early the next morning and announce our battle plan, but I couldn’t sleep, and it wasn’t just because I was too excited about tomorrow. Battle always made me nervous. I never knew if I was going to make it to the next day or not.
What was bothering me is that I needed to talk to Lelouch. I needed to talk to him about our relationship, and I needed to do it now. I went to his room and knocked. “Zero,” I asked, just in case anyone in the hall heard me call him by his real name if I had said it. There was no response anyway. “Are you asleep? I don’t mean to wake you, but…I want to talk to you. I know I should get some sleep before the big event tomorrow, but there’s just something I need to talk to you about.” No answer still. The first thing to cross my mind was that he was probably busy screwing C.C most likely. The two of them were like a regular pair of lovers. And now I was angry.
I huffed and began to storm off, jealous thoughts and plans to take that bitch out of the picture crossed my mind.
“Kallen,” I turned around. Lelouch, well rather Zero, was skulking about the hallways of the Ikaruga, or so it seemed.
“Sorry,” I turned around, “I couldn’t sleep.” I told him.
“You should try to anyway, tomorrow’s a big day.” I confirmed that he couldn’t have been in his room then.
I noticed he was starting to walk away. “Ah wait a minute,” I called out. He stopped. “Could we talk, one on one?”
“Aren’t we doing that right now?” he asked turning back around about halfway.
“I want to talk privately…it’s important,” I swallowed and then added, nervously, “Can we go to your room…please?”
“I suppose,” he said. I followed him to his room and he removed his mask and cape and hung it up neatly. He sat down on the couch. “What did you want to talk about?”
“Lelouch…you didn’t answer my question earlier. Why did you come back to us?” I asked.
“Because that’s where you are Kallen,” Lelouch told me.
“Lelouch?” I gasped, blushing slightly.
“I’m sorry if I was making you feel uncomfortable the other day, but I…Kallen I just…” he was trying to apologize now…how sweet.
I smiled and walked towards him until I could reach out and pull him towards me if I wanted. “No…it’s ok…Lelouch I…” Yes…this is it…this…is how it it’s supposed to go. My hand found Lelouch’s and they joined with each other, our fingers filling in the spaces between the others. I close my eyes. Our lips connect. I tried to fight for dominance, but he completely defeated me when he drove his tongue into my mouth and pinned mine down gliding his across it as if he was stroking it. I felt his other hand behind my head. I could feel myself feeling short of breath and pulled away. I looked at him with pursed lips and soft eyes. “May I ask a request of you?” I asked him putting my arms around the back of his neck.
“What is it?” he asked me.
“The other day you asked me to comfort you. Lelouch…I’ve wanted to do it, even before I knew Zero was you.” I ran my hand through his hair. “Before I knew that I always wanted to be the one you looked to for support, but how you were acting…it wasn’t like I had imagined.”
The smirk on his face seemed like he was getting into the idea. As if he was interested in playing out my fantasy, “How did you imagine it then?” he asked.
“Just be you, treat me as though you are truly gifted to have me,” I told him.
Lelouch put his hand above my chest, “I already do think of you like that Kallen,” his eyes were soft. He wasn’t acting. He meant that.
“Th-then…just take me,” I told him. I ran my other hand up and down his chest. “Be like the hero I know you are and make love to me.”
He smirked deviously, “Maybe I should punish you like you’ve been a bad subordinate for disobeying orders.”
“Now have I ever disobeyed your orders?” I asked flirtatiously, getting into this.
“Right now,” he said and reached for my zipper, “You’re not getting undressed fast enough.” He pulled it down part way.
“Hey!” I pulled back away from him. “That’s cheap.” I reached for his shirt, but he grabbed my hand. “You’ve been a bad girl Kallen,” he acted, “Let me show you how I treat female subordinates who step out of line.”
“You think you’ll break me,” I chuckled with a smile.
“Of course I can,” he said reaching into my uniform and squeezed my breast hard, causing me to yelp. “I can do whatever I want to you, I’m the boss.”
“You think I’ll let you get away with this. Isn’t this sexual harassment?” I acted.
“Who are you going to tell?” he smirked, “I’m the one in charge and there’s no policies in the Black Knights about stuff like this.”
“You’re cruel,” I said lustfully.
“I am,” he agreed.
We kissed as he rotated my breast and wrapped his other hand around my back, “Kallen I…”
There was a knock at the door. Of all the lousy ti…
“Who is it?” Lelouch called.
It was Tamaki, “Oh good it sounds like you’re still up.”
“I’m in the middle of something Tamaki and after that I’m going to bed, can this wait until tomorrow?” Lelouch asked.
There was a pause, possibly for Tamaki sighing or growling behind the door, “I suppose so.”
“Get some rest!” Lelouch called out.
“Well that was lousy timing,” I huffed, “We always seem to get interrupted.
Lelouch leaned me back and lunged over me a little more, “Does it matter?” Lelouch growled like a hungry animal, “We can continue now at least.” He licked the side of my neck, sending a shiver down my spine and then sucked on it.
“Ah! Lelouch that’s…” I squealed.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, playing with my breast again, causing me to have to twist my legs because of how it felt. “Don’t you like how that feels?”
“I…I do, b-but…”
“Not only are you bad, you’re also dirty. I never would’ve guessed.” He put his arm behind my neck and trailed his hand down from my breast down towards my crotch. He stroked a single finger up the spot around my most sensitive area.
“Ah…Lelouch,” I could feel myself starting to become wet, “D-don’t…th-that’s…” I couldn’t talk and just gasped in a high pitch, balling my fist and bringing it up near my mouth. “S-stop.” He moved his hand. “No, don’t I…”
“Do you want me to do this or not? Make up your mind,” Lelouch said to me.
“I want it,” I muttered, averting his gaze.
“Sorry didn’t catch that,” Lelouch said.
“I want it,” I said it a little bit louder, blushing.
“Still can’t hear you,” he taunted.
“I want it!” I cried out.
Lelouch brought his hand back to wear it was and stroked up and down my sensitive area. I moaned in orgasmic glee. He then started poking his finger as though he was trying to create a hole in my uniform. “Stop teasing me,” I told him.
Lelouch wrapped his arm all the way around my back and grabbed my chest with his free hand. “Overstepping your boundaries now are we? Looks like I’ll have to increase your punishment.” Lelouch dragged the top of my uniform all the way off. And then twirled me around and pinned me to the bed, holding onto my arms. He removed my pants and my panties, throwing them to the ground. “Now stay there like a good girl.” He told me and then went and removed his pants and everything else and then leaned back on top of me, pressing a firm hand in between my chest.
“Punish me, Lelouch,” I moaned.
“With pleasure,” he said. He hovered over me. I turned my head to the side waiting for the moment of no return.
Lelouch broke out of the character he had set up, “Something the matter Kallen?”
“This is my first time,” I said bringing my middle knuckle up towards my mouth, almost biting down on it.
“You think it’s any different for me?” He asked.
I sat up, also breaking out of character, “What?” This was a surprise.
Lelouch sat down next to me. Both of us had exited the scenario completely, “What you thought I was some awesome player or something?”
“Well you come across as an apathetic jerk to the Student Body, and you know what they say ‘girls love bad boys’, I thought possibly with at least one of them. I thought maybe Shirley without a doubt…”
“No,” he said sternly, “I never did it with Shirley…I blew my chance,” he looked away, like he was recalling a painful memory. His head shook slightly from side to side and then he looked back at me. “But that doesn’t matter I have you…don’t I?”
“Yes,” I said softly, with a smile, grabbing him around the neck and pulling him down on top of me, “you do. Now, shall we resume?”
“Yeah,” Lelouch said, now prepared to enter me, “Let’s.” We resumed our scenario. “And now I’m going to punish you for your disobedience Kallen.” He entered into me and popped my cherry. It hurt at first, but the pain subsided and the fantasy I had long since had, started to become a reality. Unfortunately there was suddenly another knock at the door. I growled under my breath.
“Who is it? I’m kind of busy in here.”
Of all people it was C.C, “Lelouch, why is the door locked?”
“I’m doing something really important and I can’t be disturbed,” He answered.
“Well where am I supposed to sleep? Don’t we usually share our room?” she asked.
They share a room and he never screwed her once? I thought. That was something to ask about before we continued.
“There’s probably an empty room somewhere, use the cockpit of one of the Knightmares if you need it,” Lelouch told her.
“Very well,” she finally went away.
“Just how many times are we going to be interrupted?” Lelouch sighed. “Anyway, let’s…”
I was going to ask about him and C.C before we moved on, “Hold up, you’re telling me you and C.C share a room and you never screwed her once?”
“Well…no. Why would I want to anyway? She gets on my nerves half the time,” Lelouch said. “Maybe if she was a little more honest or upfront about what she wanted out of me then maybe, but you know what they say, the early bird catches the worm.” He smirked.
“Was that meant to be sexual?” I asked.
“Maybe,” he said and then started to screw me, pinning my arms down at my sides. “Now then, this is what I do to those who are disloyal, got it Kallen?”
“Yes, I understand…I’m sorry,” I pretended to apologize. My boobs bounced as Lelouch thrust in and out of me.
“Are you sorry, you seem to be enjoying this,” Lelouch smirked.
“I am, I enjoy you being in me. Punish me,” I gasped, “Punish meeeeeee.”
Lelouch picked up his speed and really laid into me. I grunted and moaned in pleasure. He eventually withdrew, turned me over and entered into me from behind, hands on my hips. I grabbed the bedpost as Lelouch fucked me from behind. “Ohhhhh…ahhhh…uhhhh…” I moaned. It felt so good. Lelouch reached underneath me and grabbed my tits.
“Have you learned your lesson Kallen?” he asked, his hot breath, breathing into my ear.
“Y-yes,” I moaned, “b-but…I like this…I l-like this.” We continued to fuck until I could feel my entire body start to tingle all over I was getting close to climaxing. Lelouch sat on his knees and pulled me on top of him, pumping into me from behind, playing with my boobs. I was so close to reaching my limit. I became more vocal as I got closer and closer to reaching my peak. “I…I’m about to…I’m about to come.”
“Come Kallen,” Lelouch told me. “I order you to come.”
I continued to moan and grunt and squeal until I couldn’t hold back any more. “I’m coming!” I declared and shook and trembled and let my fluids drip out of me as I felt Lelouch do the same, releasing inside of me. I fell forward. Lelouch lowered me down gently. I panted as I came down from my high.
Lelouch stroked my back as he lay down next to me. “That was amazing,” he told me, smiling at me.
“It really was,” I agreed and then pushed up off my back and went to get my clothes.
“Where are you going?” Lelouch asked me.’
“Back to my room. What will the others think if it’s released that I slept with you?” I asked him back.
“No one has to know,” Lelouch came over and hugged me from behind, burying his head into the side of my neck, “This’ll be our little secret.”
“But what about C.C?” I asked.
“I think she gets the picture that this room is off limits till morning,” Lelouch told me.
“What if you’re wrong?” I asked.
“Well the door’s locked, and even if she does find out it’s not like she’ll tell anyone,” Lelouch assured me. “Now come on, it’s all right.”
“I don’t know,” I looked down at the ground.
“Don’t make me give you a direct order now,” he nuzzled.
“Oh fine, what the heck,” I agreed.
“Excellent,” he let go of me and we lay down together, facing each other. Lelouch grabbed a remote control and shut off the lights.
“Goodnight Kallen,” Lelouch said to me.
“Goodnight…Lelouch,” I said. We snuggled down, and fell asleep.

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sex with a vampire

I would like to start of by saying this is a fictional vampire- human romance story
If you dont like it please dont post hateful comments just leave. This is my first story I hope you enjoy ^_^
Collin was almost positive he was the only Gay vampire alive in the world. Now don’t get it wrong, He slept with humans all the time but he wanted a long term companion. He also only liked red heads. Which was difficult in a city crowded with brunettes. He himself had short choppy black hair and a muscular build. He stood at 6’2 and women went crazy over him. Of course that would be different if people knew he was a vampire. But who believed in that type of shit anymore?. He was walking down the street it was a silent night kind of chilly out which would explain why no one was around. He no longer had an interest in the world back in the 1800;s in paris people parties and fucked like wild animals and got drunk. Those where the days he longed for . Deciding he was full of blood and had no more use of the night he walked home hands in the pockets of his jeans . He Looked at his simple small house and smiled at it. This vampire wasn’t into castles. It was then he noticed something wrong . The door was open a smidge and he could smell a human. He growled a bit and crept in the door hearing movement upstairs. He was silent as he walked up the stairs and peered in his bedroom door to see a boy 15. maybe 16 looking through his drawers. He grinned a robber. He loved robbers bad people made the best meals. Of course the boy hadn’t expected a man to burst through the door. Collin grabbed him and slapped him hard
” so you like breaking into people’s houses huh ”
well now the boy was scared. Collin grabbed him and shook him and the boy did what anyone would do in this situation he kicked Collin right in the balls. So he wanted to play rough . Pretending to be hurt he let the boy go and watched him scatter downstairs. Jamie let out a cry as he saw the man standing by the front door .
” What the hell”
he looked up the stairs and back and the male was standing right in front of him. He picked Jamie up by his collor and looked him in the eyes
” please..please don’t hurt me i’m poor I needed the money ”
collin rolled his eyes
” nice try kid ”
he snarled leaning closer his breath hitting the young boys face and Collin struggled
” please I’ll do anything just let me go ”
anything ? he said anything right ? Collin grinned and nodded
” alright but I do have to teach you a lesson about this little boy ” he vampire grinned sadistically.
this boy was actually pretty cute. He was very small and short and blonde with blue eyes. His arms where hairless and he guessed the rest of him was too. Walking over to the couch he sat down pulling Jamie over his lap
” wait wha..”
Collin pulled down his pants fast and slapped his ass hard making Jamie yelp
“cry and i’ll hurt you ”
Jamie closed his mouth shut tight and Collin began slapping his ass once. twice. a third time 8 more times after that. He grinned looking down at him and he rubbed his red ass cheeks softly feeling the boys erection pressing against his leg
” you naughty boy your hard ? tsk tsk” Jamie was going to speak but he was spanked again and he couldn’t help but moan softly, He didn’t know this man was this was the most erotic thing that had ever happened to him. He was crying but he doubted the man even noticed
Collin leaned down and began kissing his ass softly his skin felt so soft and warm he loved it. He began licking his cheeks hearing the boys protests to stop they where weak words. He continued spreading his cheeks he looked at his beautiful little pucker and he licked his lips contently moving he threw the boy on his couch on his stomach with his ass in the air. He spread his head agian and began licking his hole hearing the sweet little moans of his blonde toy
” oh..oh lord ! ” Jamie purred gripping the couch hard as the tongue lapped his asshole
Collin loved his little whimpers and moans he shoved his tongue deep inside him thrusting his tongue in and out of the boy pulling his tongue away he un buttoned his jeans sliding them down fast.
” turn around ” collin snarled and Jamie spun gasping at his cock it was so beautiful , about inches it was long and thick and it looked clean and soft and he was fully erect too.
jamie looked up at Collin his asshole wet and his tiny cock throbbing. Collin snarled lightly
” suck it ” he commanded Jamie nodded and took the shaft in his hands rubbing it hearing a moan coming from older male and he began licking it while sucking on the head
” mmmmm that’s good but it’s not enough ” He opened the boys mouth shoving his cock in his mouth. Jamie began gagging and he kept going
” puke or bite and you die” Jamie nodded trying not to choke on the giant load and began sucking on him hard Collin began thrusting his hips fucking the boys face
mmmmmmm fuck yes kid you have a great mouth ” Jamie blushed and continued to choke on the cock his jaw getting a bit sore from the load. Collin soon pulled away and Jamie was panting licking his lips
” mmm why did you stop ” Jamie asked wiping his mouth and Collin grinned
” you like my dick in your mouth ?” he couldn’t help but laugh at the way Jamie nodded like a kid who was offered a lollypop. He began rubbing his tip against the boys lips watching him kiss his cock and Jerk it slowly. Pulling away again the lusty teen whimpered and reached for his cock again and collin slapped his hand turning him back around.
His cock was nicely lubricated licking the boys small hole again he pressed his head against his entrance and Jamie sat up a bit putting his hand on Collins mouth ” i’ve only had sex once ” he admitted ” a year ago”
Collin shrugged and Jamie looked a bit frightened. Collin shoved deep in the boy and Jamie let out a loud scream collapsing on the couch . collin moved his hips slowly letting the boy get use to a cock in his ass. He felt him loosen and he began going harder pounding his hole
holding onto his skinny little hips he fucked him hard hearing Jamie crying out loudly almost screaming with pleasure. God this was so fucking hot.
Pulling out Jamie stared at him in horror ” no put it back in !!!!” he shouted and Collin dove right back in and pulled out and thrust in again making Jamie wither around in pleasure ” what’s your name kid ” Collin asked and Jamie moaned” j.. jamie ” he gasped and Collin nodded pulled out rolling the boy on his back he laid on him using his elbows for support and he began fucking the tiny male again going hard and fast making the boy cry and moan loud as ever
MM MM MMM MMM MMM MM FUCK HARDER MMMMMMM AHHH AH AH AH MMMMMMMM FUCK NNNN IM COMMING !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Jamie cried out arching his back and he came hard. The vampire thrust five more times and he came letting out 4 ropes of hot cum deep in the boy and he pulled away. Jamie panted hard looking at him Collin sat up his cock still rock hard and Jamie admired it. Collin held out his hand and Jamie grabbed it standing up walking with him to the bathroom and they got in the shower Jamie couldn’t take it. Collins cock was teasing him he felt himself getting hard and he whimpered Collin chuckled
He picked the boy up feeling Jamie wrap his legs around his waist and he slid back in him moaning softly . Jamie wrapped his arms around his neck and moaned as his back hit the cold shower tile.
” whats your name ” Jamie asked and Collin looked at him and he thrust hard inside the moaning boy
” collin ” he pressed him harder against the wall and began pounding him again Jamie’s dick rubbing against his stomach
Collin leaned close and bit the boys neck. Jamie yelped but moaned contently as the male bit him . It wasn’t long before they came again and Collin knew he couldn’t kick the boy out.
He helped dry him off and walked up to his room noticing the sun he quickly shut his blinds and crawled in bed with the boy
” when can I go home ?”
when I say you can ”
Jamie woke up seeing stars outside the window. He looked at the clock 5 shit he hated winter . The vampire was leaning against the door watching him and they made eye contact . Jamie felt his heart hammer inside his chest he looked so hot in the light his neck hurt a bit . They must have really gotten rough
” I guess this is the start of something exciting ” Jamie said cocking his head to the side and he watched collin smile
So if you like it I will add a part two but comment if you want more

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The Dog Ballers

First things first. I did not right or have anything to do with the following story. I recently found a large quantity of some very high quality and original writings. proper credit is hereby given to the actual author of this and more stories that will follow.

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