#phoenixrisingrpg

Jane: *We finally arrived at the top and I digested everything he told me about his father and what he did to him, I could only feel hurt for a boy whose father was only a sperm donor … similar to my own. Someone who was disappointed in their progeny, no matter what we did and could only find fault. Though in V’s case … it was much more extreme hatred than indifference.

As he removed his clothing and placed them on a huge bed, I watched his body sinewed with tight muscles and strength get on some kind of contraption. Black candles lit up magically around me as the temperature in the room grew slightly cold. I had no idea what was happening.

“Strap my ankles and wrists tightly. Then go over to the wall and pick out a hood, ball gag and whatever else you wish to use upon me.”

The sound of voice and words brought me out of my thoughts and racing on new ones as his words registered. Hood, ball gag? As I looked at the back wall, I spied floggers, whips, chains and all kinds of BDSM paraphernalia I wasn't quite sure of. I had no words.*

Vishous: Laying on the rack perfectly still, sensing Jane was rooted to the stop. I was about to speak, hearing her move, then hearing the ‘toys’ move.

Jane came to my side with a red ball gag and a hood, she placed them by my side. Going to my left wrist she threaded the leather strap through the buckle.

“Is that tight enough?” She asked.

“Tighter.” Jane pulled the strap tighter, nodding in approval to the tightness. She went to my right wrist and did the same. She ran her fingers down my naked body, my body reacting to her touch. Coming down to my ankles, she strapped them up tightly. Coming back into my sight, she looked concerned.

“I don't want to put the hood on, I want to see your eyes. I'm not that happy about the ball gag but I’ll do that for you.” Picking up the ball gag she placed the ball into my mouth, I move my head forward while Jane fastened it at the back.

Lowering my head back down against the rack, taking in deep breaths through my nostrils.

Jane: *I watched as Vishous took deep breaths, breathing in and out of his nose as his mouth was filled with a rubber ball. This was so strange … standing next to him as he was tied to a table. His body was breathtaking laying there on the table. His muscles contracting slightly … from the chill? From fear? I wasn’t sure.

I placed my hand on his sternum and touched his warm skin and made small movements up and down his front. Watching in fascination as his cock began to grow. So, no fear. This was turning him on. Interesting.

His diamond white eyes were trained on me as I circled his body and continue reacquainting myself with his body. With every moment that past, his cock grew larger and precum began to seep through the tip. I had to admit … having this control over such a magnificent male was heady. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter as I watch his arousal grow. His eyes smoldering with a look I come to know well these last few days.*

Vishous: Jane walked around the rack, her fingertips trailing over my skin. Closing my eyes, her touch was magic. My cock grew at her touch as she silently commanded my body to do as she wanted. Fuck, she was everything I ever needed. Opening my eyes I met her forest green eyes, the connection we had was something special, that connection only a Domme and a sub had.

Jane moved away from the rack, I heard her by the wall. Moving my head up trying to see what she was doing. I couldn't see a fucking thing. Lowering my head back down onto the rack, the suspense was killing me.

My body jerked as the cane was moved over my body, she then gave my thighs a short sharp hit with the cane. My cocked hardened even more, fuck this was hot. Pulling at the restraints I wanted/needed her beneath me.

Jane must have sensed me tugging at the restraints. “No, you stay where you are big boy.”

Fuck, that turned me on even more, she slapped my thighs harder with the cane, my fangs pierced the ball gag. I couldn't hold on any longer, moaning around the ball gag I came hard, my cum shooting onto my lower abdomen.

Jane: *I began to become curious at the all the implements lining the wall and took down an inconspicuous cane. I hit it cross my hand and felt the sting but it didn’t leave any lasting marks so I thought I would try it on V.

I stuck the cane against his meaty thighs knowing it would not leave a mark and noticed his cock give a slight jerk and heard his moan. I made a comment for him to stay where he is.

Then I struck a little higher up his thigh near his groin and watched in pure awe as he came just from the cane alone. This atmosphere must do it for him. I also was surprised by how hot this made me. I slide my finger against his cum and locked eyes with him as I placed it in my mouth to suck. Mmmm, I loved his taste. A spicy scent that I began to associate with him wafted in the air and I took a deep breath and happily sighed.

I eyed a few metal clips and some rings that looked like napkin holders … but I had a naughty suspicion that they didn’t hold napkins. As I went to the wall and examined them more closely, I could see that it was a cock ring of some sort. I took it and some clamps back to Vishous laying on the table.

I leaned down and slowly licked around his nipples and placed the clamps on one by one knowing it would feel like fingers pinching them and placed the cock ring on his still hard cock.*

Vishous: Jane licked my nipples, thinking she was going to go easy. But how wrong was I. She clamped nipple clamps on my nipples, I welcomed the pain like an old friend. Fuck, this really turned me on.

Her fingers ran down my body, stopping at my cock. She roughly took the flesh between my legs sliding on a cock ring. Now I would be restricted in what I really wanted to do. Cum. My cock grew harder but couldn't expand as the ring stopped that. Moaning hard, all I wanted to do was be inside of her. Once again I wrestled against the shackles. Fuck these restraints, I only want my female.

Jane: *I watched as his eyes started to gloss over in pleasure. It was fascinating to watch him get more and more aroused at my actions. But I also needed some relief, I was getting worked up.

I took off my clothes and noticed how he strained against the chains. It was no wonder he had me tie him down, he would have knocked me down and fucked the life out of me in a few seconds. But at this moment of time … he was all mine.*

I’m going to fuck you. *He moaned again, his hips swiveling and pushing upwards. He was still hard despite having cummed a few times. He began panting really hard and I thought perhaps he couldn’t breathe so I reached towards the gag but he jerked his head away.

I climbed on top on the table and parted my thighs over his large frame. My wetness meeting his semen-slicked hips and slowly descended down his cock taking him inch by glorious inch inside of me.*

Vishous: “I'm going to fuck you.”

Those words were sweet music.

Jane tried to unbuckle the ball gag, jerking my head from her hands, I didn't want the ball gag out just yet. The thought of her on top of me pumping my already used cock was going to be heaven. If I died tonight, I would have gone out in the most amazing way.

Jane stripped off, she climbed on top of me lowering her slick core onto my cock. Fuck me, she fitted my cock like a glove, like we were meant to be together. She came accustomed to my size before she started to move, her hot wet core sliding up and down on my cock.

I watched her as she palmed her breasts, pinching her nipples, teasing the fuck out of me. If I had my wrists free I'd grab her hips and fuck her hard. Fuck, I had to mark her. That's when I smelled the scent, the dark, rich spicy scent of my bonding scent. Fuck, I'd bonded with her. In a few hours, I'd be wiping her memories of me. I didn't want this to end but what other choice did I have?

Jane: *My pussy surrounded his hard cock deliciously and I felt him deep inside all the way to my womb … it was breathtaking. He was just so big and felt so damn good. Arching my back, his cock hit my gspot as I rode him like a cowgirl as I grinded faster to bring myself to orgasm. My nipples hard little nubs as I pinched them and I could smell this wonderful musky scent that always seems to make me wet.

I felt powerful as I continue my ride to bring myself off. Having this powerful male underneath me … unable to move but just take what I gave him got me off. The feeling of freedom to do what I pleased was liberating that I came so quickly I surprised myself. As I collapsed onto his chest my body still in shudders as my racing heart begins to slow as I catch my breath.*

Vishous: Seeing Jane on top of me was so erotic, she palmed her breasts and pinched her nipples. Fuck, I wanted to mark her, I wanted to make her Mine. My fangs elongated into the red rubber of the ball gag. I wanted to wrap my arms around her but these shackles wouldn't let me get to her. Jane came, her liquids coating my cock kicking my own orgasm off, shooting my seed deep into her core. Jane fell onto my chest panting hard. Looking at her, I gave her the signal to unshackle my wrists.

Jane unbuckled the straps on my wrists and ankles, the moment she did I had her underneath me, pushing my once again hard cock into her hot wet core. The moment I was in her I came hard, throwing my head back roaring out “MINE” my bonding scent covered her like a veil, so if any male came near her they knew who her mate was. Fuck no, I've bonded with this human female. This wasn't going to end well.

Getting off Jane, I dressed in silence. The time had come to take Jane back to her place. I couldn't do this, surely there was another way. I'd be a walking shell of my old self without her by my side.

Jane: *Within moments on releasing V, I found myself on my back and him on top of me thrusting into me as he climaxed for the second time. As before, a veil of a delicious smelling musk filled the air and I felt protected somehow.

We dressed in eerie silence … knowing that that was the last time we’d ever be together. I was trying to keep myself together. It was strange … at first, I thought maybe I was suffering from Stockholm syndrome from being kidnapped and kept prisoner but … as the weeks progressed … I found myself falling in love. I couldn’t tell him. It was already hard enough as it is. Keeping my emotions bottled up inside, growing up with unemotional parents as I did, came naturally.*

Vishous: Jane and I left the penthouse, traveling down in the service elevator in silence and getting into the Mercedes silently. This was killing me already. It wouldn't be long before we were back at Jane's place and I'd have to scrub her mind of me, of the Brotherhood and of what we had just done.

Feeling a sharp pain in my sternum, rubbing it hard, I take out a hand roll and placed it between my lips. Taking the gold lighter from my leather jacket pocket and lit the hand roll up. If only I could tell Fritz to take his time in getting to Jane's place but dawn would be breaking in the next hour. Fuck, I was horrible, doing that to her and now I am removing myself from her memories. Scratch that, I wasn't horrible, I was a vile, disgusting monster.

Fritz pulled up to Jane's apartment, helping her out, telling Fritz not to wait for me. He pulled away leaving us both in what will be our last moments together. Jane had fished her keys from her purse, she opened her front door noticing her security was minimal, I had to sort that out for her. Shaking my head, no, she won't remember me I didn't have to secure her like Fort Knox. Wandering around the ground floor of her place I noticed she had books, books were good. Heading back to where Jane was. She was in her kitchen.

Jane: *I stood near the sink in the kitchen staring at nothing really. I was finding it difficult to breathe. My arms were wrapped around my middle as if trying to hold myself together. I didn’t know if I could do this. How would it be possible for me not to remember every moment of these last few weeks?

But as I thought back to all that I have experienced in this short time … I knew that he could erase my mind, my memories. Perhaps it would be best … not to remember.*

Will I remember anything, V? *I asked quietly as he roamed around my home. I was getting colder by the moment thinking of the end … trying to prolong it as long as possible.*

Vishous: “No, you won't remember anything.”

I wanted this to be easy on her before I erased her memories. Think you bastard, what did Jane like? The answer came in an instant.

“Do you have any cocoa?”

Jane got out the packet from the cupboard, then a mug and a saucepan from beside her cooker. She opened her refrigerator and took out the milk and handed it to me.

Filling the saucepan with some milk, I turned the gas burner on and waited till it heated up. Dipping my little finger into the milk it was at the right temperature. Opening the drawer next to the cooker, I grabbed a spoon and added the cocoa in while stirring it. Once the mixture was mixed, I poured it into the mug, I turned the burner off and placed the saucepan into the sink. Picking up the mug I handed it to Jane and stepped back.

“I'm so sorry.”

I erased her memories of me, the Brotherhood and anything else to do with vampires and dematerialised out of her apartment.

Jane: *I watched like a robot as Vishous puttered around my small kitchen making me cocoa. Knowing that time was running out. I could almost feel myself starting to hyperventilate. Before long, he placed a warm mug into my cold hands and I started to tell him that I loved him as he apologized to me.*

V, I lo …

*Shaking my head, what was I doing? Looking down, I saw that must have made myself hot cocoa because it was freezing in my apartment. I looked at the thermostat from where I was standing and it was fine. Strange.

Why do I feel so hollow? Must be the after-effects of being sick. I saw drops of water fall into my mug and belatedly realized that I was crying. I wiped my face with the back of my hand. I felt so sad and depressed. My heart ached. My head throbbed. Perhaps I wasn’t over my cold after all. I went into my medicine cabinet and took out a bottle of pain relievers and drank it down and placed the mug on the counter.

I looked at the mug and suddenly felt homesick. Weird. I’ve been living on my own for a while now. What is this feeling?

I look towards the glass enclosures to the patio and into the night … feeling like I was being watched and feeling protected for some reason. Perhaps I would feel better after another day of resting. The sun would be up soon.*

Vishous: I dematerialised under the street lamp opposite Jane's apartment. Watching. I felt like a stalker but I didn't fucking care. All I wanted was to give back her memories and to be inside of her.