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Vitael
Posts : 52
Join date : 2011-12-20
Age : 35
|  Subject: Vits Journal for Kray Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:15 am | |
| VitaelTiesa[rule] Vitael peers over his shoulder at the cough emanating from the doorway to his room. He had been on Tatooine for many, MANY months, hiding amongst the Mandalorians who base themselves there. He hunted and assisted them in combat against the Sand People, provided food from local game, and took part in many battle circles. He took quick note of the Pureblood standing in his midst, a revealing top that pronounced her heaving breasts, the skirt that sat just high enough to cover her hump and womanhood. He turned back to the crate he was knelt in front of, slowly removing a vibroknife and sliding it into a concealed position. "What do you want?""I am Tiesa Ra'zel, Sir. I was sent to find someone, a Chiss- since you are the only one I have found not covered by armour, it would indicate you."Vitael slowly stood just after hiding his vibroknife up his sleeve. "There's quite a few Chiss around here, what makes you think it's me?"Tiesa simply smiled and tilted her head, her hips wiggled slightly side to side as she eyed the half armoured man. "Because, from what I heard, I was told to look in buildings. It might be the first one I looked in, but... I have something for him."Vitael folded his arms, now facing the woman with his hand poised to unsheathe his blade at a moments notice. "You've got the wrong man, siit." There was an almost cold hatred to his comment, labeling her Siit. He had often found it a means to insult the ones he came across. "Have I?" She stared at him, her eyes glowing faintly as she uses the force to add to her words. "I will ask again, are you Vitael?"Vitael shook his head, his gaze upon her sensual body suggested other thoughts as well as desires to kill this vile Sith. "Never heard of him. My name's..." He thought for a very split second, not giving much of a lapse in judgement that it would be noticed... not by a non-force user anyway. "Kord, Kord Celbuir."Tiesa narrowed her eyes at a man over her shoulder as Vitael began to cross the room towards her, his pose non-threatening for the moment. "Fetch me a Mandalorian..." came her command to her subordinate. Vitael gripped his blade ever more tightly, he stares at the woman glancing her figure up and down as she sent her henchman away. Tiesa tilted her head softly, turning back to him and smiling. "Oh, see something you like?"Vitael shrugged and grinned before retorting a response. "Couple of force dampening binds and you'd be fun to play with I guess?""Uh-huh... been with a few ehm..." He masks some nervousness with a cough. "Sensitive women in my past. I can only guess you're just as adept at pleasure as they were.""Oh, it does not have to be just a guess, you know. From what I learned from Mandalorians when I was a Jedi, it is all about bragging rights and trophies, as I recall?"Vitael strolled a little closer, now whispering in her delicate ear. "(Low) Maybe to the lesser Mando'ade, but I'm a man of class and prestige. Still..." His hands began to slowly stroke her bare, red stomach, teasing her skin. "(Low) I'd certainly be proud of my 'kill'."- Tame but some adult content.:
Tiesa smirks softly as she whispers, the sounds are inaudible until they caress over his ear. "The boast of you taking the virginity of a Pureblood Sith- the evidence- Would underwear count? I can bloody them- I'll even sign them..."
"(Low) A very intriguing prospect, mi'lady." He softly caresses her neck with his damp lips, before speaking again. "Are you sure you want to lose your essence to a dirty scumbag such as myself?"
Tiesa smirks softly as she lets out a teasing moan, her red skin soft to the touch, but dry from the arid atmosphere. "Mhhmm- well. It will be arranged in a few days by my mother regardless- I think I can get some freedom of choice before that happens."
Vitael's grin widens still, his hands press softly against her skin. He slowly inhales her scent, his body stirring, before gently nibbling her ear. "Perhaps we should go talk to your mother then?"
Vitael pulled her against him tighter, his armoured legs and belt pressing hard into her back. He drew his vibroknife and in a swift motion pressed it firmly up against her throat, holding it steady. "Perhaps we should leave, and go see her now?"Tiesa smiles softly as she turns her head, her eyes glow like exploding suns, no fear in her stance. She closes her eyes as she emits a wave of electricity around her body, expanding it outward, trying to disrupt Vitael's nervous system. Vitael cringed and dropped his knife sharply, but his body still pressed against hers trying to remain in control, although failing terribly. He let out a groan and whine of pain. Tiesa chuckles as she raised her hand to an earring, she began to speak softly into it as Vitael stumbled backwards and fell to one knee. Vitael chuckled and smirked to himself. "So... I take it you don't want to share my bed with me now?" Tiesa shocked him a little, for safe measure. He jolted and fell backwards on the floor, coughing and groaning in an almost laughing manner. "Oh- I still might, let us see what mother says, hmm?"Vitael rolled over, pushing himself onto his knees as best he can but still grinning wildly, finding the entire episode almost enjoyable. "So... nngh, who might your mother be?" Tiesa took a step forward, placing her right foot into his left shoulder, digging the thin high heel against the bone and forcing him back to the ground. "Darth Ra'zel..."[rule] | |
| | | | Vitael
Posts : 52
Join date : 2011-12-20
Age : 35
| | Subject: Re: Vits Journal for Kray Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:16 am | |
| Vitael clutched at the foot, the heel of Tiesa's shoe digging harshly into his shoulder blade. He tried to pry it loose still chuckling and coughing to himself. "Can't say I... know her!""Then that is your own folly, my big, strong Mandalorian- you will be staying here with me tonight. I do not require sleep- and I can go for a very long time without food or water." She dug the heel in a little more before removing it, slowly resting it back on the ground. "Mhm- though, there is something I can get from you that I can drink instead, that counts as both."Vitael grasped at his shoulder, rubbing it but still on the floor. "Lucky me, d'you want the bed or the sofa?""Sofa, it is the furthest from the door.""Ok... you take that, I'm just going for a jog..." He tried crawling towards the door in order to retrieve his blade, just past Tiesa's left leg. He was in a position to easily gaze up her soft, smooth femanine figure, all the way to what may lie beneath. She raised her hand as if to shock him again, but ended up lifting him from the floor. Vitael slowly raised, he gave a swift kick in Tiesa's direction but missed entirely. He reaches for his side arm. Tiesa points her finger downwards as thin wires of invisible energy slowly wrap around Vitaels limbs. She moved him like a puppet to the sofa, the other end of the room. As Vitael glided, he managed to pull his blaster but was unable to aim it at her. She tutted at him. "Not got anything better to shoot me with, mhm?""Let me down, I've got a bigger weapon..." Vitael could easily draw the rifle placed over his back, though was unsure if he could pull the trigger in time before she stunned him again. She waved two fingers, Vitael lurched to the side as his blaster pistol was thrown from his hands. "Oh, no. All I need is a puppet from this I'm afraid. I will make sure you get your trophy, though."Vitael laughed to himself as he continued to slowly rotate in the air. "It's much better with the other person helping... Mi'lady." The last word came in an almost mocking tone. She slowly lowered him down onto the sofa, positioning him sitting up. She grinned at him. "Oh- I can get what I want without help, you know. Now, just sit there and enjoy this." Vitael struggled one last time, but found himself still restrained. - Mature.:
Tiesa began by slowly pulling down his armoured leggings, just enough that Vitael's blue, thick member was revealed to her. It sat slightly aroused already. She kept Vitael pinned to the sofa with his legs slightly parted, she rested on both knees, smiling up at him. He tried to struggle again, but it was hopeless against her constant force pressure.
She lent over, breathing heavily on his aching manhood. It stirred more and found itself erect mere moments later. Tiesa began to slowly caress and lick the tip, the sensation within Vitael seemed heightened more than previous times as he gave a little grunt. Tiesa's dark red lips then started to consume him, the head disappearing and reappearing time after time. Vitael groaned and grinned as Tiesa began devouring his shaft.
It started slowly, but didn't take long before Tiesa to was taking his long, thick manhood deep within her mouth. She seemed eager to consume her first cock, Vitael was certain that her long delicate fingers were probing between her own legs, teasing her own sex. He could only imagine each of her fingers pressing teasingly against her clit and rubbing between the lips. She continued to hang from his penis, sucking and swallowing mouthfuls of eager saliva.
The sensation continued to explode more painfully and extremely than ever before, he was almost sure Tiesa was somehow forcing him to restrain himself from filling her mouth with his hot, salty load. Her motions got wilder and the groans of pleasure she was giving herself made Vitael lust for her.
She finally let her binding of him slack a little, eventually rising up and pressing herself on his lap. He swiftly removed her skirt wanting to expose her soft red womanhood, aching to be taken by a scumbag, the dirty and disgusting nature that Sith labelled Mandalorians. He felt her wetness as she began to grind on his lap. Although her first time she found herself extremely able and experienced, her tight opening aching and squirmed as it slid further down onto his blue member. She began to ride him, her sudden groans of excitement and pleasure spurred Vitael, if she was going to abuse him then he was going to abuse her.
His hands lunged for her throat, grasping firmly and pressing down hard on her windpipe. He tried crushing the essence out of her, but not to kill her, to show her his primal urges and his desires to use her like she was using him. His actions forced her to loosen his bindings more, allowing him to thrust upwards with a deep severity inside her. He could see the pleasure in her eyes, and she saw the same in his as she shocked him back into submission.
She continued to ride him, her force restraints pinned him back again. His manhood stirred and begged for release but was held back by something unknown to him. She would grind her wet slit around and around, her pelvis thrusting and rocking against his hard throbbing shaft, before she'd begin to bounce and kick off from him. His head was lulling, but he kept a hateful but eager desired gaze on her, watching her grasp at her own breasts as she rode him like a sybian. His end would at times completely escape her desperate crack but would soon find itself trapped inside again, the sensation of breaking into her tight lustful hole every few moments caused Vitael to moan and attempt to thrust once more, but fail.
She loosened her force restraint on him once again, Vitael's anger and desire to cover her aching body in his warm, surging come grew ever more paramount. He struck her, hard, he smacked her cheek causing it to redden and eventually purple at the sudden strike. He lent forward attempting to take either of her firm, tender breasts in his mouth with the desire to bite and suck hard at the skin and nipple, longing to pierce her red body and make her bleed. He grabbed for a tuft of her hair, planning to jolt it back with a harsh yank but he was stopped once more with a quick shock.
He could not tell if she was excited more by his desire to abuse and dominate her, claiming her virginity in an as brutal fashion as he could muster under the restraints, or if she was more excited by the fact she allowed her precious womanhood to be stolen by a repulsive lesser being, a Mandalorian ripping the sexual soul of a young Pureblood Sith. She then loosened her force control over his crotch, still grinding wildly but allowing Vitael to soak the inside of her wet, red, smooth and throbbing slit with the vulgar load of an inferior man in her eyes.
The sensation was still heightened in him, he literally yelped in pleasure and pain at the same time, as surge after surge of his own body was launched from its cannon. This continued to happen throughout the night, she would destroy his free will and simply make him a slave for her own sexual excitement. He didn't complain, not once, he was a Mandalorian and to him this was a battle, he would fight until the end.
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