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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 11:58:45 GMT -5
((And take your son's sex slaves without asking permission.))
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Post by Dr. House on May 28, 2007 12:00:01 GMT -5
((Hahaha!))
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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 12:00:36 GMT -5
((Seriousley- Dracula is going to be a little pissed off at his dad when he finds out about this.))
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Post by Genghis Khan on May 28, 2007 12:01:02 GMT -5
((They aren't normally gift wrapped as nicely, but yeah, probably.))
*Genghis tugged her dress over her shoulder, his eyes appraising her skin.*
"You may think what you want, but that does not change the truth of the situation. You are owned and will continue to be so."
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Post by Dr. House on May 28, 2007 12:02:41 GMT -5
((House: *Watches this on his computer with a bag of popcorn*))
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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 12:04:14 GMT -5
((I can't stay on for too much longer, so I'll try to finish this up.))
*Irene trembled at the warrior's touch, knowing that after what Dracula had put her through, she didn't have the strength to fight. Her hand went to the wedding ring she still wore*
"Please..."
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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 12:06:11 GMT -5
((House: *Watches this on his computer with a bag of popcorn*)) ((He would, too.))
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Post by Genghis Khan on May 28, 2007 12:07:57 GMT -5
*Genghis covered her mouth with a firm hand and shook his head.*
"Shh. It is all right. I understand if you need to stuggle. Or cry or scream. But it may not prove as unpleasant as you expect."
*He pulled her roughly against him, smelling her hair to savor the moment.*
"Then again, sometimes it is."
***FADE OUT***
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Post by Dr. House on May 28, 2007 12:09:17 GMT -5
(( ;D IC!House wouldn't though.
And... shouldn't your little caption say "Victim of mosters' lust" or... whatevz. XD))
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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 12:11:22 GMT -5
FADE IN
*Irene lay beneath the man, her voice worn out from calling for help, her body aching from use and shame*
Will this nightmare ever end?
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Post by Genghis Khan on May 28, 2007 12:19:19 GMT -5
*Genghis stood and straightened his garments, a small smile on his lips.*
"You are deeply appreciated. He chose you well."
*He procured a small blade from his belt and lifted it in front of her, twisting his other fingers in her hair to roughly turn her head to the side. He manuvered his fingers to capture a lock behind her ear, towards the base of her neck. Bringing the blade to it, he cut it short, nearly at her scalp. He twisted the severed lock in his fingers, bringing it up and tracing his cheek with it, his gaze not leaving her face.*
"Deeply. I look forward to seeing you soon."
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Post by Irene on May 28, 2007 17:10:01 GMT -5
*A chill ran down Irene's back at the thought that this man would return to ravish her further, along with Dracula. She looked at the knife he held in his hand, and wished he would plunge it into her and end her misery.*
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Post by Genghis Khan on May 28, 2007 17:13:38 GMT -5
*Genghis resheathed the blade and twisted the lock of hair tightly around his finger. He walked calmly to the door, turned back with the faintest smile and left, locking the door behind him and leaving the key in the door where he found it.*
Ah...Paris.
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Post by Nadir on May 29, 2007 10:18:05 GMT -5
((Stop it, Dad! You're EMBARRASSING ME!))
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Mona Lisa
- Masterful Virgin -
La Gioconda
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Post by Mona Lisa on May 29, 2007 18:47:02 GMT -5
*When La Gioconda woke up, she found herself in a dark and dingy room. She hadn't even been hung--simply leaned against the wall, facing the grimy brickwork.*
"Oh for the love of God, I can't even SEE anything!" *she said aloud, assuming she'd been stuck in some lonely closet and no one would hear her.*
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