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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 11:08:59 GMT
Once again lainey could breath, though not for long as the next thing he knew was that he was being towed away, no idea on where he was going, or what for, crap if he did he would make a runner for it, if he could run right at this point, He had lost most of his energy after trying to run away from her through the bar, he felt like he had drunk too much and only now realized that he actually had a headache, probably too many thoughts going through his head, it hurt a lot. Too many thoughts, pausing he looked at all the surroundings, wondering where their destination was, knowing that it was close.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 11:19:32 GMT
"C'mon. We've not got all day!" Kelia growled, pulling him along after her. Rounding the corner onto a different street, she proceeded to drag him across the road. Thankfully, there was no traffic, and soon both were on the other side of the road, Kelia's grasp on his wrist as tight as ever. Not pausing to let him catch his breath, she tore off again, pulling him along once more. Finally, they reached her house and she opened the door with her key, using her free hand, then pulled him inside. Slamming the door shut and locking it. Placing the key in her pocket...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 11:23:40 GMT
As he was being pulled through the streets, he was quite surprised at how much traffic there was, absolutely none. Quite odd really, that kept his mind off of where they were going, being pushed into the house he winced, trying to gather his breath again, dark eyes scanning the room, watching as she locked the door “Okay, what are you doing?” he said hesitantly looking around as he did so, he didn’t like the house’s feeling for some reason, and more so, he didn’t like the way Kelia was acting. He had now finally got his breath back, good thing too. He went to stand up, leaning against the door for support, quite tired at this point in time.
OoC: short x: I believe it is short post day again today xDD
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 11:31:46 GMT
Smiling a maniac's grin, Kelia moved towards him. Dropping his wrist, both hands curled around his head, pressing his face closer to hers, his lips onto hers. Her tongue crept along his lower lip, probing, seeking entry. She pushed her body closer to his, smiling to herself as she acted this way. She was loving this! Loving the power; being able to do this without him being able to stop her! Pure bliss!
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 11:36:47 GMT
Lainey was freaked out to be perfectly honest; he didn’t even know her, at all. Suddenly she was in front of him again, it didn’t help that he wasn’t feeling all that well. He looked around before having his face pushed against hers again, and there she was kissing hi again, and he had only just taken a breath darnit. She may have been loving it but lainey wasn’t, quite odd really. His eyes darted towards the door, hoping for an exit, quite simply really. He wanted to get out but knew he couldn’t. He didn’t speak however, there was nothing to say, at all.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 11:43:50 GMT
Breaking the connection, Kelia once more grabbed his wrist and towed him upstairs. Things weren't looking all that great for poor old Lainey! Not only was he with a practical stranger, he was in the stranger's house! And going upstairs to the friggin' bedroom! Oh. Poor. Lainey. Things so didn't look all that great for him! Finally reaching the top of the stairs, she pushed him into a room of which the door was open, then entered herself. Closing and locking the door. She certainly wasn't taking chances with him...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 11:47:16 GMT
Agh! What was it with the towing today? He winced as he hit the bed post as he was shoved into the room, once again watching her lock the door, it wasn’t exactly like he could get out before. Two locked doors in the same house = trouble, especially for ‘poor old lainey’ He stood up but stumbled as he did looking towards her again, regret now showing on his face, he should have ran when he could have done, right at the beginning. Ouch, his back was starting to hurt, probably because he had been smashed into the bed post with full power.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 11:52:24 GMT
Not looking at Lainey, Kelia crossed the room to a wardrobe. Opening the door to it, she hurridly leafed through the items, finally producing a pair of handcuffs. Slowly, she shut the door, handcuffs in hand, and turned round to look at Lainey. She looked from him to the handcuffs and back, a venemous smile growing on her face...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 17:36:46 GMT
He looked towards her as she walked back and forth from the wardrode, before sheer horror shown on his face. Handcuffs? No way. He jumped up out of his seat backing up a bit as he did so, dark eyes concentrating on Kelia and what she was doing “You wouldn’t would you?” he said sheepishly looking back and forth between the door and Kelia herself, quite worried. Not quite sure on what to say or do, ending up backing up, into the doorframe, the most stupid thing he had done today.
OoC: very, very short
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 17:41:19 GMT
Kelia laughed out loud at his, rather frantic, words. "I would sweetheart." She whispered in a poisonous tone, eyes alight with malice. The whisper was way more menacing than any yell, and just about suited her poisonous expression. Smirking to herself, she moved purposefully towards him, arm outstretched, hand ready to grab his wrist. Her other hand was curled around the handcuffs, and the silver of them glinted in the light with every step she took. God, she was like a woman possessed! Wait...she was possessed........
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 17:47:40 GMT
“Crap no…” He said trying to back up into the door more than he could, she was getting closer and he couldn’t move any farther backwards. Pausing he tried to side step around her, she was at the moment just as mad as he had ever seen her, even if he only knew her for one night. Shivering he looked for an escape, finding none, sinking down onto the floor simply. Maybe he should hide his hands? No that wouldn’t make it any better, she would just end up pulling his arm out of the socket.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 17:53:19 GMT
Reaching him, Kelia's hand curled around his wrist, roughly pulling him to his feet. The handcuffs moved towards his wrist, and snap! They were on. Towing him over to the bed post, she curled the handcuffs around it so that there was no way he'd get loose, then attached the other handcuff to his other wrist. This all was done in about three seconds; not much time for the poor guy to respond. Stroking his cheek with one finger, she pushed him into a sit on the bed, before roughly pulling his feet to the end of the bed. "Show time." She smirked...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 17:57:25 GMT
After the handcuffs had clicked around his wrists he suddenly seemed to wake up, being dragged across the floor, towed upon the bed, and then the handcuffs were attached to that. Crap. At that point he tried to get away from it, feeling that he was actually defeated this time, two doors locked and his wrists handcuffed the bed. Now she was dragging his feet to the end of it, no way. “Okay, let me go now please?” he said simply trying to get away again, finding it impossible, this was awful.
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Post by $øþhî€ on Oct 9, 2005 18:02:33 GMT
Either not hearing or ignoring his pleas, Kelia slowly slipped out of her skimpy clothes. Standing, naked as the day she -or rather, the body- was born, she smiled at him. Not a nice smile, either. The kind of smile a predator gave their prey...
Moving towards the bed, she flopped down onto it, rolling over to him. She grabbed his shirt, ripping it from his chest, tossing it off the bed. Next, his trousers. Ducking under the covers, for she had taken the liberty of putting the covers over him, she pulled down his trousers, tossing them off the bed as she had his shirt...
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Post by Mr.Malory on Oct 9, 2005 18:10:15 GMT
”Kelia no, please?” he said trying to get off the bed, wriggling in the short plea, obviously not working however. He tried to move up the bed, that way he might be able to get the handcuffs off, didn’t work however, crap he knew what was coming next, next thing he knew she was rolling all over the bed, naked. And his clothes, obviously the best ones in his cupboard. He felt like crying he really did. This was turning out as the worst nightmare he had for a long time, and yes he did have nightmares. He looked towards her again, surprised look upon his own face.
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