PrefaceAnother one of those at-a-whim RPs. Zuriel logged on while I was on Darina and we somehow got into the heretofore-avoided conversation of why they had parted ways. The two of them, in light of their intimate past, got a bit cozy in their conversation and just before things got out of hand, Jaidyn showed up (surprise, surprise). He was none too pleased, to say the least, and though it was Zuriel's thoughts that had filled Jay's head and brought him storming in, Darina paid the price.
I didn't start off taking pics, because at the beginning I had no idea it was going to evolve into serious role play, so the pics don't come in until Jaidyn shows up, but the conversation does tie in nicely to previous (and future) role plays, delving deeper into the story line. And of course it gives us another excuse to fuck.
See the full set of pics at Darina Gets Punished
Darina Gets Punished
Darina grinned. "I can do that." She tweaked your nipple and giggled. "Couldn't help myself. It's right there."
Zuriel smirked and tweaked yours back, pinching a bit. "Mmhmm"
Darina pursed her lips, "Ok.. ok... I asked for that."
Zuriel nodded and smiled. "Yeah you did. You're the one pleading loyalty to a fucker, so I'll just tease you."
Darina shrugged. "Yeah, but that fucker gets me wet, so I'll put up with the abuse. In fact, its the abuse that gets me so wet."
Zuriel rolled his eyes. "Yeah well, we both knew somehow that I wouldn't keep you wet. I'm too nice for you."
Darina chuckled. "You are too nice. You know me. I like the bad boys." She winked at you over her shoulder. "And he's about as bad as they come."
Zuriel shrugged, "Long as your happy I don't care. That's all I ever wanted, really."
Darina chewed the inside of her cheek, clearly feeling awkward. "Yes, well... I know you have someone new, too..." She paused and sighed deeply, the sound almost laced with bitter-sweetness. "Do you love her?"
Zuriel looked straight ahead, smiling slightly. "'Bout as much as you love Jay, if not a little more. But it doesn't matter in the end. We ended up with new people in our lives, for better or worse."
Darina stiffened some in your arms, not brave enough to look at you as she spoke, so she stared out the window, "I never said I loved Jay. I just said he made me wet..."
Zuriel smirked, just stroking your chest softly. "Well, you have to make the choice about him...if you love him or not. I know I love Vixxen. She just sort of happened and we've ended up here."
Darina sat quietly for a long time saying nothing, not even commenting on the lost but familiar touch of your hands caressing her. She just sort of enjoyed it for the time being until she finally closed her eyes and sighed softly. "I do love him. I just don't think he's capable of loving me back. He's too full of hate...and anger."
Zuriel nods just holding you, "It's what drives him. He is a warrior moon, after all. Why else do you think he challenged me? But long as he has that anger, he will never win. I actually fear the day he does lose that hate. It will make him a thinker and that might be bad."
Darina finally did turn around to look at you, like she was trying to read the truth of your words on your face. "He challenged you? I wasn't aware of that. He never told me. Probably felt it wasn't my concern...but it is." She turned back around, nestling against your familiar comforting warmth again, not even questioning the intimacy that remain even after she'd left, like you were life-long friends despite it all. "Besides, he'll never beat you. You're much smarter, more level headed. And that angers him."
Zuriel shrugged, "I know I'm more even-tempered than he is. Though I must say, he has to carry something in his heart for you, even if it's a black, withered thing without pity. He has never kept a girl for so long. By now normally you'd be in a shallow grave in the forest, so there is something there he's not saying to your face."
Darina laughed humorlessly, "Well -that's- comforting. I'm sure I'll see that on a Hallmark card someday: 'Roses are red. Violets are blue. You know I don't hate you, because you're not dead in a ditch yet.' It'll be a number one seller, for sure." She did laugh, then, and took your hand in hers for the comfort. "He brought some other girl home the other day, seemingly against her will. She seemed complacent, but...edgy. Like she really didn't want to be there. He told me she was for us to use together. I have to admit, I find the idea...exciting."
Zuriel chuckled at the hallmark joke, but let his hand linger in yours a bit. "Yeah, Vixxy and I have one of those, too. I just don't think you've met her yet. And he does hold something for you. I can read his thoughts from time to time, when he's angry or happy. Your face shows up in his head...amid the images of rough ass fucking or you on your knees."
Darina smirked despite herself. Jay was such an enigma she didn't think she'd ever figure him out, but knowing that he thought of her as more than just a piece of ass was enough to make her happy. A tiny little pang of jealousy flashed through her, though, at the mention of your new love's name. "Vixxy? What kind of a name is that? She a stripper or something?" As if someone who worked at a cocktail lounge and then Hooters had room to talk, but that little jab of jealousy added some sting to her words despite herself. Then she added. "I didn't know you had 'one of those,' either. I guess I've been away too long..."
Zuriel shook his head, squeezing your hand in his. "Hey, be fair. I had to watch you in my mind having sex with him every time in the beginning, like he enjoyed taunting me with it. You didn't have to bear witness to me having sex with Vixx...or anyone, for that matter." After he defended his love, the serious tone in his voice remained, "We went different ways. I can live with it, but I won't be able to hold to my promise of protecting you when it's obvious you don't want it...with him."
Darina had the grace to look chagrined at your words, not having thought about, or even remembering, you could see Jay's thoughts when she and he had been together. "I am sorry. I didn't think about that. I didn't plan for it to happen. In fact, the first time he had me was forced. I just...wanted more after that." Her sentence died down at the end, like she was almost too shamed to finish her explanation, though she managed to get it out. She mulled over the last part of your statement with a frown, "You can't protect me..? From who? Anyone? Or just from Jaidyn? As part of this family--albeit loosely--I am part of the pack, no? Do I not deserve your protection as much as anyone else in the family?"
Zuriel shook his head, explaining himself further while avoiding any more of the conversation of his seeing you every time Jay took you. "No, what I mean is I can't protect you from him, Darin. You are part of my pack, but I can't deny him the rights to you, nor can I step in unless I fear he would kill you." He exhaled, "But even I have to admit the taste of your blood has not been on his mind. Maybe only a nibble or ten, but never has he truly thought about sucking you dry...only in passing. He obviously wants you, if that's any comfort."
Darina was no stranger to the topic, but hearing you talk about it so openly, so blatantly, especially concerning the possibility--even a small one--of his killing her made her heart drop into her stomach and she blanched visibly. "I suppose that's some small comfort then. Never in my wildest dreams as a young girl did I ever fantasize about a man who would not only demean me, but who I would consider loving if he didn't drain me of my blood until my heart stopped beating, and yet...here I am. I must be nuts." Almost without thought, Darina's hand dropped to your ankle on the chair beside her and she started rubbing it, massaging it, as if unable to break old habits.
Zuriel didn't seem to mind the touch, but he didn't take it any further despite his body reacting a little. Something a bit stiff pressed against your back, but he just shifted his hips to pull the pressure away. He did do something though, by hooking his fingers in the netted top you wore, just at your side right behind the swell of your breast. "Ehh, you knew about this going in. Well, if not going in, then soon after. You definitely got him though. I can feel it. I see you in his head a lot, and that's saying something. But we both know he would never admit it, even if I confronted him directly."
Darina didn't move, but her eyes did flit to the side where she felt your hand hook into her shirt. She just nodded her head in agreement with you, trying not to make a big deal about it. "You're right. I did know. I knew what he was and what he was capable of from the start. I think that was part of the draw to him. The thrill. The danger. And...well...the heart wants what it wants. Not that you weren't exciting, Z, he's just...volatile and unpredictable and dangerous and that thrills me. His abuse thrills me. And, I guess like any woman out there, the nurturer in me foolish believes I'll be the one to heal him. It may never happen, and some day I may tired of it all, but until then, I love it...and him." Her hand kept touching your ankle, as if she found the contact comforting, but she didn't push for more. It was just the familiarity of you while talking about such intimate, personal things she found soothing.
Zuriel just kept trying to ignore his libido through it all. The contact was familiar and intimate, and that alone drew something from him, but he respected the choice of who you chose and let it remain at that, even if it was obvious with the way he was pressed against you through his bibs. "Hah, well, had I known that's what you liked, I might have tried harder or just used you a little more...heh. But we can't deny our nature I suppose. No sense in trying to fight yourself on things."
Darina smiled and blushed, tucking her chin down to her chest almost like a shy little girl as a memory came to her, "Well, there was that one time you were. After the first time he tried to take advantage of me when we thought you weren't home. You were so tender and sweet at first, and then you were ravenous, and... Mmm, my god..." She closed her eyes and let her thoughts trail off as she lost herself in the memory. Then her eyes opened and a smirk crossed her lips as she recognized the feel of something behind her, nudging against her back almost imperceptibly, but she knew it was there. Even your shifting as though to hide it from her confirmed her thoughts. Part of her was flattered--and, yes excited--and another part of her thought, 'oh shit...' knowing the consequences if this went too far.
Zuriel chewed his lower lip almost as if he was reading your thoughts, but he knew well the implications, and he already knew what he would do to Jay if he tried to rape Vixxen, so he steeled himself and tried not to think about seeing you naked again. Like he could really do that, but he was trying at least. Of course hearing you talk of him after he ran Jay off the first time did spark a little jump of the tightness held firmly against your back, sitting as we both were. "That would never change. It only altered when you stopped fighting him like you had at first. By then I knew what you wanted, so I just backed off. I honestly didn't know what else to do." He kept chanting to himself in his head, telling himself he would not attack you right now, would not attack...
Jaidyn barged in through the doors. "The fuck is going on here?"
Darina jumped in Z's lap, her heart in her fucking throat, and she nearly leaped from the chair at the sound of Jaidyn's voice suddenly at their side. Stammering, trying to control her shaking, she put on a smile, "N-nothing. Nothing at all. We we just catching up and chatting. I swear." She looked at Z for back up, for help, then looked back to Jay, "You can read his damn thoughts, see what he sees. You know damn well nothing went on, Jay."
Jaidyn narrowed his eyes and snapped, "Don't run your whore mouth to me. Grown ups are talking, bitch." He looked down to Z, "Now get my cookie out of your head fucktard, 'less you wanna pass blondie to the wolves..." He reached down and jerked Darina out of the chair, pulling her to her feet.
Zuriel sighed, shaking his head. "Fine. Just don't take it out on her, because nothing happened."
Jaidyn growled. "When I need your advice on how to control my bitch, I'll come talk to you, but right now seems like my pussy needs to be reminded about a few things."
Jaidyn gave Darina an incredulous look, "Say what?" Rumbling before he snatched her hair in one hand, he turned to drag her upstairs. "The fuck is this. Getting bold 'cause Zuriel is right there?" He pulled her in close, making sure she heard him. "You're mine, whore, and don't fucking forget it." With that he dragged her up the stairs and out of Z's sight.
Darina bent as he dragged her by her hair, scrambling to keep up with the long strides of his legs. Her hands went to her head to protect her hair and she grumbled the entire way up the stairs. "Let go of me, Jaidyn. The fuck is wrong with you? I didn't do anything to deserve this!" Half of her hoped maybe Z would step in and stop this nonsense, because he knew it was true that nothing had happened...yet. But her heart was racing at Jay's anger and, yes, though her clit had already been pulsing at the unspoken teasing between her and Zuriel, it was now throbbing hotly. Still, she gave Jay a look when he stopped with her in the upstairs room. "Don't do anything you might regret, Jay. I've done nothing wrong and don't deserve your wrath."
Jaidyn didn't waste his time beating her ass. Instead, he used his dick as punishment, stuffing it wildly inside her tight little hole, cramming it hard enough that her tits popped and slapped the glass of the picture frame in time with his heated shoves stretching her asshole open wide. He was not gentle at all, jarring her ass with his cock driving in deep with all the force he had so that he was beating her ass with nothing but his thick rod. Wrapping her hair around his fist, he forced that body to arch out and push her ass to his advancing strokes pumping her tight butt. "We'll start from square one, slut. Whose ass is this?" Gritting his teeth after speaking, his cock gained power with his hips slapping heavily against her ass from behind while she was being split open right against the picture frame. Heavy balls slapped against her clit from the beastly shoves stretching her open, not really caring if she came, because this was more than just sex. He was teaching his girl to remember who the fuck she was dealing with and the consequences of breaking his faith.
Jaidyn dropped his hand from her hair and both hands gripped those slutty hips tightly. Using the tighter hold to power inside that little hole, he slam-fucked her like she was some street hooker in a back alley and he was a John in a hurry to get done before being seen, yet with the cocky attitude of a man who had already bought her ass. He found her noises musical and the lift of her heeled toes drifting up came clacking to the floorboards beneath their feet. The drumbeat of her heeled toes came faster, the tempo rising as he found his rhythm and started bouncing that ass on his fat dick like a controlled drive at a basketball goal. But his slam dunk lifted her ass into the air and one hand snapped out, coming down on her unburned ass cheek wild enough that it felt like it left a spark cracking off her skin. "NO! NOT LOUD ENOUGH, WHORE! SCREAM IT!" The tempo rattling her body sent shockwaves through her, rolling her spine so that her nipples tapped the glass before her tits mashed against it and then bounced her ass back down onto that fat shaft. His lip curled in a snarl when his words blended together, "Youbetterscreammyname, whore! Make the Alpha hear you say it tothegoddamnedtrees! SAY YOU'RE JAY'S WHORE...!"