Life is a party and you're all invited.

May gently bit down on her lower lip and felt her cheeks warm at his compliments, glancing down shyly before lifting her green eyes back up to meet his gaze.

“O- Oh.. uhm- English, sir,” she finally got out, realizing he had asked her a question before giving him a sweet smile - the petite blonde gently pressing against the bookshelf as Mitch pressed closer. May breathed out slowly, then inhaled - keeping her gaze on him.

“Ah, English, good thing to study, are you enjoying it?” Mitch asked, watching the look in her eyes intently while letting his pheromones do what they did best. “Just breathe, darling. that’s good.” He smiled, seeing her chest rise as she inhaled. 

It really was like a porno set down here and Natalie didn’t know where to look first, there were chains, binds, crosses, ropes, toys, whips and everything anyone could ever think about and it was a bit overwhelming. “Jesus…. did you buy the entire sex shop?” She asked and sort of stepped into it, not sure where to look first or even what to think of it, but from her night with him she knew he was extremely kinky, he had locked her in a chastity belt and more that night too. 

Sipping her wine slowly, Natalie turned back to look at him, and all she could think of was that it kind of sucked that she couldn’t get drunk right now because she was sure this wine was very expensive and would be amazing. “How old are you?” The brunette asked and moved to gingerly sit on the edge of a bed he had down here, too afraid to touch anything else because she had no idea who and what he did down here and how clean he was about it all. “So even when you didn’t know what you were, people still followed you around like love sick puppies? Were you like me right now… not able to control it?” She was completely surprised by his offer though, and she narrowed her eyes a little in confusion, it had to be the spell, it had to be because of his pheromones that he was even offering. “Are you even going to still offer me that when you are back to normal? To give me my full consent and to not use any of your pheromones on me?” She sipped the wine and wrapped one arm around her. “No, it’s a lot to take in and to even think that I enjoyed it, I mean… you took away my mind and my consent, that’s hard for me to think I could have really enjoyed it when I value my control over my brain and my consent so much. People… Masters… they don’t always let me give my consent… and I hate it.” She whispered, not sure why she was sharing something so personal with him. “I don’t know… I’ll think about it when we are both back to normal. I’d have to trust you… which you’ve probably figured out I’m not great at.” She laughed and drank some more wine. “No, I can’t control anything and it sucks. Everything is too bright too, like I can hear everything… I can see everything, and I can smell everything. It’s so much and it makes my head hurt. And I’m so… I’m so hungry.” She moaned softly, feeling a burning in the back of her throat. The brunette laughed when he spoke, she couldn’t believe he would want that. “Well dang… I wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine and you would have ruined it by enjoying it. The wine is really good, I’ve never had anything this old or expensive before.”

“It’s all been collected over many years, there’s more in a storage I own.” Mitch said truthfully, not that he had a choice, in his current state he wouldn’t dare to lie as it would displease her and affected by her pheromones he couldn’t do that. He did like to get kinky after all, though he enjoyed many things.

It was likely because she was so deep under the influence of his powers. Or maybe it was because Mitchell was so charming and attractive. Or, perhaps she just needed a good hard shagging. Whatever the reason, Abbi was fairly certain that she was going to explode if he didn’t fuck her soon. And she wasn’t too proud or shy to let him know. Feeling his finger slide over her drenched core, she let out a low moan. “I could say the same…” The Brit moan softly, body wriggling in anticipation at the rest of his antics. 

Then, finally, there was that hard thrust and feeling of fullness that she had been craving. Abbi let out a cry, gripping the sheets in both sheer ecstasy, and in an effort to stay in place. “God yes! Fuck me…” She nearly growled, turning her head so that she could catch what she was sure was a magnificent sight.

Though usually he’d get confused reactions to what they experienced with him, this one was so very different, it showed that she enjoyed the high his kind could give, sensing her eagerness for him. It only added to his enjoyment, he did like his slaves to be eager after all. And so he wasn’t holding back when he pushed into her soaking core.

A lazy moan parts from his lips as he’s slowly awaken by slow jabs that fuck into him. His body arches unconsciously into the body behind him. One of his legs bend to his chest. Exposed. Willing. This is a wonderful way to wake up and he allows himself to submerge. A purr erupts from him before he starts to squirm. His lithe frame twists faintly on the sheets, breathy moans sounding from him. A smirk spreads across his features as an idea crosses the forefront of his pleasure-hazed mind. A challenge rises in him. If this man wants him to submit, he’s going to have to work for it. 

Why not have a bit of fun?

Cason slowly maneuvers himself, trying to playfully get on top of the incubus. His movements are lazy, but there’s a purpose to them.

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Kit’s back was arching against the man. She certainly had not expected this to be the way her day would go. But needless to say she was really enjoying how things were playing out. She loved the roughness with which he was fucking her. She tangled her legs around him. Linking her ankles together behind his hips as he carried her away from the wall. She was certainly breathless but she wasn’t done either. The pleasure felt like it was pulsing through her. He kissed her with a smirk, her hand slid along his jaw gripping his face between her fingers and she kissed him soundly as well. She wasn’t even sure where they were going, but it didn’t matter much to her so long as he would keep fucking her. She groaned when he slipped out of her and set her down. She looked up at him with her hungry dark eyes. She did what she was expected to, laying face down, allowing him to restrain her. She yelped but giggled as he slapped her ass. She squirmed when his hand moved between her thighs. She licked her lips trying to think of her response but it slipped past her without hesitation. “I love it,” she moved her hips against him turning to look at him, her cheek pressed against the bed as she looked at him with needy eyes. “I want it so much….please,” she offered in a small voice. 

Back to Reality | May & Mitch

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May paused when she felt the unknown man get closer, turning her blue eyes to him. She made a small note in the back of her mind of the way he leaned against the shelves of books - blocked the exit and effectively trapping her in the aisle with him.

May also made note of the lack of collar around his neck; the timid blonde slave was quick to offer a small, polite but kind smile to the man before giving a quick shake of her head. “N- No, Sir. Just looking,” May murmured softly. “I don’t believe we’ve met before. My name is Mayabelle Sandor but I go by May if you’d prefer.”

Mitch pulled up a smile. “Indeed we haven’t, I’m sure I would remember you.” He said as his eyes glanced down and back up. “Professor Mitchell Wyatt, call me Mitch though. Mayabelle is a beautiful name.” Pheromones were easily released in the air, she was gorgeous and he was hungry. 

“So what is it you’re looking for then. I’d say I could give you some recommendations, but aside from my teachings I don’t read that much.” He slowly stepped forward to make the area smaller. All he had to do was wait for her to inhale. What is it you study here?” He asked curiously, wondering if he would see her in his classes. 

Back to Reality | May & Open.

May had been at The Institute for a few years and this was by far her most laid back summer spent there. 

She’d started working for Kade at his hardware shop, a sweet smile to greet the customers and a helpful disposition for whatever was needed from her. While not particularly strong, she was quick to learn what materials were needed for what the projects and was able to offer soft-spoken advice when it was required.

During her spare time, she kept mostly to herself - busying herself with book after book, getting lost in the different worlds within the pages. She’d just finished her most recent check-out, gotten only three days before from the vast library and was en-route to exchange it for something new. Though as the small blonde moved through the aisles of books, she felt someone’s unmoving gaze on her. Biting lightly at her lower lip, May kept her own gaze on the rows of books before sneaking a quick glance over to the other.

For once Mitch was looking through some books, all the fun at the Island aside, there was work to be done now that classes had started again, which mostly meant preparing his classes for his students. The Incubus however had trouble focussing as per usual.

His gaze was caught by someone entering the library, watching where she was going until he found her heading into an aisle of books. A smile on his face when she glanced over to him for a mere moment. He moved to the same aisle, leaning against the shelves, blocking her exit pretty much without thinking about it. “Looking for anything in particular?”

Natalie didn’t know how he dealt with these powers all the time, how he dealt with the hunger in the back of her throat, how he dealt with the feeling of just… anger and this weird dark power she kept trying to ignore. She felt like her mind was running a thousand miles a second and with her senses all heightened she felt like everything was turned up around her too. 

The brunette grew quiet and bit her lip as she stared at Mitch. He kept saying that this was the truth, he couldn’t lie to her because she didn’t want him to and he would do whatever she wanted. “How do you deal with being on this side? How do you deal with people being loving sick puppets around you all the time? You’re looking at me like a love sick puppy and though you keep saying it’s real because I can’t create any thing like that in you, but like… it just feels like it’s not real in you. But you keep saying it is, so maybe it is real and I just need to accept that.” She sighed and ran her hand through her dark hair, unsure how to make him understand the conflict she was feeling because it didn’t even make sense in her head. “I just… I don’t know. I’m angry at you that you messed with my brain the last time I saw you, but what I feel in that state when you control me is part of my real thoughts… I just… I just don’t want to think that any part of me liked what you did to me.” She pushed off the couch and followed him downstairs and gave him a small smile as she saw everything he had down here to the bed to the chains to the devices, toys and everything that someone needed for some kinky sex. “Shit, it’s like a porno set down here.” She went into the wine cellar and looked for his oldest bottle and took it out with a glass, pouring herself one and started to drink the probably very expensive wine. “How do you honestly feel that I could take advantage of you right now and tie you up and fuck you if I wanted?” 

Mitch folded his hands together behind his back, watching her as she took in the sights of the basement, which was his play area so there was plenty to see. It was like being high on a happy drug, as the pheromones she emitted around him, were clearly getting to his head and he actually enjoyed feeling mellow for a change, nothing to worry about but pleasing her needs. It was quite an eye opener to him to be on the other side of things.

Elliot nodded.  Yes, that sounded like a plan.  Gio rarely kept a close watch on him when he set him out after letting his powers come into play.  Sometimes he took advantage, but the end result was always the same - locked out of the house and left to fend for his own, hoping he didn’t run into anyone who took advantage; or worse, no one that was completely oblivious to what was going on.  He had flinched a little when he saw Mitch’s eyes go black, something he didn’t actually know happened to incubuses.  No one ever told him that, and if his ever turned dark, he wouldn’t have known.  “I– you can do that?” he asked, confused - great, another power he’d have to figure out, to tack onto his ever growing to-do list.  Elliot rubbed the skin under his neck and sighed.  “I’m not allowed to feed without his permission,” he explained, a tinge of nervousness pricking up his spine as he prepared for the other’s reaction to hearing it.  He looked down at his thinned stomach and arms, and while it hasn’t been that long since he’s seen his father, the damage was done.  “It’s why I look like this.”  Elliot let out a frustrated sigh.  “Just… tell me how to survive.  I’m angry and annoyed all the time, and I know it’s cause I’m hungry, but it’s killing me.  The angrier I am, the more I act out, the less I get to feed, I need to just–”  He groaned instead of providing a worded answer to how he felt.  

“Not yet.” Mitch said with a smile on his face, the boy was young, especially compared to him. “Our kind doesn’t just take life force, we can also give it back, but that ability comes with age. I’m over 200 years old so I have a few tricks like that. How would he know if you’ve fed though? It’s not like he could see if on you or smell it or anything.” Mitch wondered out loud, how was his Master keeping a check on that? It made no sense to him that anyone could even do that. “Aside from the collar I mean.” He thought for a moment but it was hard to come up with an instant solution. “I honestly don’t know, it sounds like he just uses what you are against you, only to punish you. Seems he just likes to punish you, since he surely knows that you being deprived of feeding with agitate you and make you lash out. It’s just a sick game he plays I’m guessing. You survive either way, even with little feeding but it’s not a nice way of living, there are much better ways plus I do think you need to learn what you are capable of. So let me know when you are allowed to roam free, I’ll help you. In any way I can, and if you need anything just let me know.” He knew he would have to think on all of this some more. It sucked knowing he couldn’t take over the claim or buy the boy out, which he would do in a heartbeat, but there had to be some other way.

Elliot just let the other speak, and listened carefully.  He liked hearing the other speak, because the other spoke differently than he did, with the inflections in his vocabulary, and how he articulated his thoughts.  It was interesting, and while finding similarities was fun and affirming, it was different.  Finding the differences gave him more closure that he was a real person, and not a figment of Elliot’s imagination.  But his face fell a little, and he just shrugged, tracing his hand along the blanket patterns under him.  “Yeah, I just…”  He sighed.  “I figured that’s, y’know, why you were gone,” he mumbled.  “That you didn’t want a kid, because you were just really against it, or something.  Or that I didn’t turn out how you wanted me to… Because of how I spent my life, the choices I made.”  He turned more towards him.  “If I never left Vegas, I don’t think you would have ever found me, so… I’m not sorry this is how I met you.”

Kit was enjoying this so much, she loved when her primal side got an opportunity to let loose. She was always a bit of a wild one, and she was completely enthralled with what they were doing, she had completely forgotten the glass, and the on-lookers. “Uh-huh,” she nodded, her pants turning into a small giggle as she smiled for a moment. That was until her pulled out, she whimpered helplessly clawing at his shoulders. As he pushed back into her roughly she cried out, but she loved the sensation. it made her head fall back, Her chin tilting up so more of her neck was exposed to him. He called her perfect, and a purr melted seamlessly into a hum as she licked her lips. “And you’re very good,” she spoke as she felt him thrusting in and out of her increasing his speed with every thrust. She rolled her body finding the motion to ride against his movements. As he pulled her nippled she whimpered with absolute pleasure. “Yes,” she confirmed panting. “I like that,” he was rough as he slapped her chest. It was shocking, but she met his eyes with a desire that was undeniable. Her hand slid from his shoulders down his chest lightly scraping at his skin with her nails. “Do I feel good?” She teased as she wrapped her legs around him tighter adjusting her angle to make sure he fit her nice and deep. 

“The past... that an option?”

“I’m a dork.” 

“Sworn to secrecy? Well now, that sounds rather scandalous Professor,” she arched a dark brow at him as she leafed her fingers through her dark hair, she adjusted in her seat with a sigh. Blanca’s life seemed fairly boring in comparison. She merely worked, and studied, went home and did it all over again. Her thoughts were pulled away as he spoke. “Well I’m not a dummy, that is for sure.” She folded her arms one over the other. “But academically I’ve never excelled. And lets be honest, if my mother weren’t able to afford for me to be a student here, I’d be in the same position as grant students. And I’m not too proud to admit that.” She shrugged her voice sounding a little faint. 

Mitch was gonna drop the subject, it was safer but then she mentioned how she would be a grant student if her parents wouldn’t have had the money. “Even to be a grant student, you’d have to have brains. But I get what you mean yeah.” He thought for a moment. “The thing Is that I’m not just here to teach. I came here to find someone, someone I’ve learned is related to me. And it’s kind of a mess really. Mostly because I know if I had searched sooner, I could’ve given them the money easily. However, they were already here when I got here so they are a grant student now.” Mitch chose his words carefully, not mentioning gender nor what kind of relation they were to him. “And now I can’t seem to buy them out, which I would do in a heartbeat.” 

Abbi went all limp noodle as her ass felt the softness of the mattress. She could have easily just curled up there and went to sleep, but that wouldn’t have been much fun for either of them. And it was obvious by the smack to her ass that Mitchell was ready for far more fun.

It seemed as though she had just caught her breath, when he kissed her that way, causing her lungs to burn anew. Abbi gripped at his arms, the need to pull away for a breath battling the need to keep his mouth on hers for as long as possible. Mitchell finally did break the kiss, Abbi gulping in a long breath before giving a husky laugh at his request. “As you wish..” She murmured, climbing onto the downy mattress and indeed getting into position. “Like this…? Abbi looked at him over her shoulder, as she gave him a clear view of her glistening core.

Seeing her laying on the bed like that for moment, it was a sweet sight. The hazy eyes were something he was used to but she seemed to actually and truly enjoy being under his influence, which was a definite plus to him. Mitch bit his lower lip as he watched her move and get on her hands and knees for him.

Kit purred loudly as she heard his whisper. She grinned against his lips letting out a soft hum as she felt him undoing his pants and letting his warm thick cock slip between them, and he teased her with it. The motion sent shivers and goosebumps up her arms, causing the hair on the back of he neck to stand up. Kit pulled back with a whiny sound as her hands tangled into his hair. tugging again so she could have access to his throat, she carefully placed kisses and small little nibbles along his skin. Until she felt him push right into her. Her walls enveloping his member so deliciously. She gasped as she felt his lips graze against her neck, her whole body reacting to the sensation. She nodded her head as she let her hands move down his neck and along his shoulders. “You feel good already,” She breathed, feeling excitement for what was to come as she rolled her hips in a greedy motion.