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Post by Thor Ericsson on Aug 28, 2011 5:00:33 GMT 1
Thor dreamed of his first mate, his maker for the remainder of the day. It was as if he had returned to his time out of place and was reliving his life with his first love. It was as if he lived and entire day, waking, walking to the village, buying supplies, hiring a young man to carry their packages, luring him inside, glamouring him into making love to her, and letting Thor make love to him. They fed from him, glamoured him again and let him go.
Once they were alone, Thor turned his attention to her. He dreamed that he was making love to her as if there would not be a world a minute away. In his sleep he turned over and felt the warm body next to him and pulled it against him. His stiff manhood pressed against her, his hand moved to find a breast, his lips found her neck and her sent drove his fangs to click out. The sound caused him to wake up suddenly.
His hand fell away from her breast, his fangs retracted and he sighed. “Would you like me to continue, or shall I go call for another blood slave?” he asked softly.
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Post by virgina on Aug 30, 2011 9:16:13 GMT 1
Ginny was perfectly comfortable until she felt herself being pulled against him. Her first reaction was to hit him, but she stopped herself since she didn’t think he was healed enough to keep her from hurting him. Then again, why did she care about hurting him when he was planning to do this to her. His eyes were closed so she thought that maybe he could still be asleep. He had seemed like the kind of guy who wouldn’t fore this kind of thing on her but she wanted to doubt that His hand traveled up to her breast which sent a shiver through her body. A small moan escaped her lips as she considered just letting it happen but then he moved his hand away and he sighed, asking her if she wanted him to continue. He was giving her a choice? He must have really been asleep when he started this. It made her feel bad that she had doubted him.
By now her body was begging to let him continue. Her mind however, was telling her that she needed to think about it for a second. She didn’t want to make him wait forever so she tried to think about her option’s quickly. The biggest one at the moment was if she could really tell him to continue and feel okay with it afterwards? Her guess was that the answer was No.
What he wanted really wasn’t her, just her body and her blood to take care of his needs. She could easily be replaced by another blood slave and he would be just as satisfied with whoever he got. If she said no it wouldn‘t be any different for him. The other slave would come in and he would continue with whoever they brought him. That thought seemed to numb the burning in her body that he had caused and helped with her decision.
It wasn’t that she expected to be treated different, Being a slave meant these were the things she was suppose to do. However, he was letting her decide and she knew that she needed to say no. She just didn’t want that feeling driving her crazy afterwards. “I will give you my blood whenever you need it without a fight…but right now that is the only thing I am willing to give and I know that’s not the only thing you want. I‘m not really ready for anything like that…So call for another, I‘m sorry.” She didn’t want to feel like just another blood slave, even if she knew that was what she was. “Thank you for letting me choose. I know you don‘t have to.” she said quietly as she moved away from him. She knew she should probably change her mind but she was to afraid to let herself do it.
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Post by Thor Ericsson on Aug 31, 2011 6:42:44 GMT 1
Thor rolled away from her with a heavy sigh. He could have just taken what he wanted. It was not long ago that he would have. Normally he didn't have to ask. He was a vision of godliness and most women begged him or it. Especially at his age with his skill women knew he was good. But that didn't matter, something about her would not allow him to take her unless she wanted him to.
He got up and picked up the phone as if to call for another blood slave but he hung it back up and simply walked into the bathroom. He turned on the water in the shower and got under the flow. He didn't know what he was doing. He could have a blood slave in there with him. He would have some young man up against the wall of the shower, fucking him blind. But no, He was standing under the water brooding about his predicament. He was hungry, he was horney and he had been turned down.
He wondered how long it would be until he got his confidence back this time. Yes, this happened before, about once per century and lasted about a month. Maybe he should just ride it out. He hoped he got over it soon, otherwise the sun was looking better and better.
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Post by virgina on Sept 2, 2011 0:44:30 GMT 1
Ginny watched as he got up from the bed and pick up the phone. He hadn't said anything to her so she wasn't sure if he was upset about it or not. She waited to for him to make the call but he didn't. Instead he just set the phone back down and went into the bathroom. It confused her that he wasn't calling for another slave, especially since she knew that he needed one. Was he still depressed from last night? Had she made it worse by telling him no? Guilt was tugging at her, she felt like this was her fault. Maybe if she had just went along with it then he would have been better off.
Well she wasn't going to take her answer back. Sleeping with him to make him feel better would feel just as wrong to her. Then again maybe she was just being difficult , "Thor?" She stepped into the bathroom and leaned against the door frame, "Why didn't you make the call for another slave? Your only running on what little bit you took from me last night. You need to feed...Are you upset with me?" A small sighed escaped her lips and she started heading out of the bathroom, "Maybe I should just go and tell them myself that you want another one since your not going to do it."
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Post by Thor Ericsson on Sept 6, 2011 4:01:19 GMT 1
That was all it took for Thor to make a decision. He would not change who he was, not for any woman. Not for Kait and not for Ginny. If he were going to keep her as a blood slave, she would eventually have to let him take her when he fed. That was just how he did things. But for now he was going to take care of his needs. His fettish was looking really good right then.
“No, Ginny. I’ll have a more refined taste this morning.” He called out. “I will be selecting a young man from my herd down the hall myself, perhaps two.” He didn’t care if it shocked her, or perhaps he did but he was not going to let it show. “Do not leave the suite unless you call for an escort, the place is crawling with reporters who want to get their hands on you.” He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower and stood there looking at her. “Do you understand?” he gave her a serious look. “Do not let your headstrong ways get you into trouble. The door will be guarded but you may come and go as you wish, with an escort, do not leave the casino under any circumstances or I will collar you.”
That was better. He sounded more like himself.
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Post by virgina on Sept 7, 2011 0:08:47 GMT 1
Ginny wasn’t shocked about his choice, as long as he fed she didn’t care. It was none of her business, she had just been worried about him not feeding. What did shock her was how quickly his attitude changed and how it only took a couple sentences to make her hate him again. Here she was worrying about him not eating and he was back to treating her the way he had when she had first met him.
He would collar her? Like hell he would. She had half a mind to walk out of the building just to piss him off. He was still going to treat her like that? after she had been worried about him and did what she had done last night. She glared at him after he finished speaking and walked over to the bed, “Oh don’t worry Master, I don’t plan on going anywhere, and if I do I will be sure to call for a babysitter since I am incapable of looking out for myself. I would just hate for the big scary reporters to get a hold of me.” She said as she sat down on the bed and glared at the wall, “So go and have fun, and while your out do me a favor…go to hell.” If saying that made him angry then he would just have to deal with it. He made her angry first. She was glad to see that he was recovering but it was no excuse to treat her like a idiot.
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Post by Thor Ericsson on Sept 12, 2011 1:50:46 GMT 1
Thor was annoyed now. He wanted her so badly but she rejected him and now she acted like he should be sorry for his behavior. And here was that shrew mouth of hers again. He moved out of the shower at a blur and pulled her to her feet, holding her arms firmly at her sides. Water dripped down his body and his blonde hair stuck to his head. The droplets on his eyelashes betrayed their length but the fury in his eyes was unmistakable.
“Now you listen to me.” He growled. “You made this choice, not me.” His top lip curled up in a displeasurable snarl, “We could be making love all night, walking hand in hand through the scared garden, dancing in a rain shower caused by my own command and whim. You could be feasting on the finest cuisine available, shopping in my stores with no credits, whatever you want.” He growled, “But no, you have to hold on to this…this…”kiss my ass” attitude that got you into slavery to begin with.”
He let go of her and stood there glaring at her. “If you insist on acting like a spoiled child, then I shall treat you like a spoiled child. When you are ready to be a woman of leisure who has me at her beck and call, you let me know.” He turned and stalked back into the bathroom, grabbed his robe and put it on then walked back into the bedroom, “Until then, I’ll be in the male slave pen.” He muttered and started for the door.
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Post by virgina on Sept 14, 2011 9:03:00 GMT 1
For the first time since she had met him, Ginny was really afraid of him. Even though she knew he wouldn't hurt her, It was hard not to be afraid when a vampire was growling and yelling at you. The zombies and the desert were nothing compared to this. Zombies she could handle, give her zombies any day. This was way more terrifying.
She looked away from him, not wanting to meet his angry eyes. She listened to everything he had to say, letting it sink in. When he finally let her go she moved away and sat back down on the bed. She didn't know what she should say to him. At this point she just wanted to curl up and disappear. She hadn't meant to make him that angry. Being told where she could and could not go hadn't set well with her and it was only natural for her to act that way. "Thor...I'm Sorry." that was the only thing she could say to him, it was the only thing she could trust herself to say right now. She wanted to yell at him for yelling at her, but she knew that it wouldn't end well. What she needed to do was sit there and think about what he said.
Was she really acting like a spoiled child? she didn't think the way she was acting was unreasonable. Everything had been taken away from her and Vampire's had taken most of it. Did he really expect her to just let all that go?
She grabbed one of the pillows from the head of the bed and hid her face under it. This was all just to much for her to think about. She wanted to scream or cry but she wouldn't let herself. She just laid there and tried to think things through. Maybe he was right. Maybe she just needed to drop the attitude and get over it. She would be happier that way wouldn’t she?
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Post by Thor Ericsson on Oct 15, 2011 18:18:40 GMT 1
Thor was angry. Mostly because he was tired of being feared by everyone and tired of everyone making assumptions that he was some kind of monster. He was a warrior with a warriors heart but he was also a business man with a head for leadership. That was why Drake chose him to run the city. No one seemed to notice that. All anyone seemed to want to do was show how much better they were than everyone else. “My business is better than yours.” “I’m sexier and more playful than you.” “I can get laid more often than you.” “I’m more irresistible, more well trained, faster, stronger, better than you.” It was all just one big fucking, goddamned pissing contest he no longer wanted to be a part of.
Thor was ready to just quit. He knew there were places he could go and be safe from the zombies and live comfortable for centuries without ever being noticed. One did not get to be nearly 1000 years old without thinking of the future possibilities. No, he could just get up and walk away and take a handful of boy blood slaves with him, a couple of females to breed a little herd of humans, and live comfortably all by his lonesome. No one seemed to notice that. No one seemed to even realize that was a possibility. His hidden castle in Sweden was looking better and better. It was all he could do to not just go back to his suite, get dressed and walk out of the casino, never to return. But he put too much work into this place. No one seemed to notice that either. He created New Vegas from dust and rubble. Everyone seemed to enjoy it but no one showed any respect or gratitude. They were all just too busy being better than everyone else was. Well, he was sick of it.
He walked out the door of his suite and slammed it. It wasn’t just Ginny he was angry with, it was everyone. It was the world. He would take his frustrations out in his boy herd. He walked down the hall and opened the first door he came to. The room was full of highly athletically build young men who all looked at him eagerly and expectantly. He pointed at three men as he walked in and closed the door behind him.
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Post by virgina on Nov 14, 2011 2:06:00 GMT 1
(Im still a little rusty post wise so I'm sorry if its crap XD)
As soon as he was gone Ginny sat up and dropped the pillow from her face. It was a relief to her that he didn’t yell or say anything else. Seeing him that angry was enough for her, she couldn’t handle any more fighting with him. She felt extremely guilty about the way she had acted towards him and the being his slave issue. It wasn’t sure to her whether it was really guilt or if he had just scared her so bad she thought she had felt guilty. Either way, she did feel bad for him and was seriously thinking about changing her attitude towards him. She remembered how weak he had been earlier and everything else that had happened. He didn’t deserve the things she had said to him, At least most of the things she had said. It might be hard to do at first but she was going to try to act better and be a little more understanding. It would be better to try and make the best of things then to constantly be fighting and arguing with Thor about feeding, sex and anything else they could pick a fight about.
Staying in the room was beginning to become more then she could handle, but she didn’t want to have an escort. The thought of walking around with someone constantly keeping an eye on her was in no way appealing. She would more than likely get annoyed and yell or do something stupid. All she really wanted was to take a walk around on her own so she could clear her head about all that went down this morning. A walk was really a harmless thing to do. What kind of trouble could she get into from walking around in a building that he owned?
Her logic made sense to her, but she knew that she would more than likely have to go through another episode of yelling if she even dared to try it. The way she saw it she had a few options. She could stay in the room, allow herself to be escorted, or try to sneak out of the room without an escort. The first two options were safer. Both would keep from upsetting Thor, or at least keep him from getting more upset then he already was.
After laying there for a few more minutes debating on what she wanted to do. She decided that staying in the room was not an option she wanted to take. She needed to get out of there before she went crazy. So she checked her reflection to make sure she looked presentable. Her hair was a mess and her cheeks were still stained from crying so she took a few seconds to make herself look better then slowly and cautiously stepped out of the room. There was no one around, “So far so good.” She muttered to herself as she started looking around the hall way. As long as she stayed close to the room she would be fine, at least that is what she hoped.
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