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Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Chellizard on October 2nd 2012, 12:18 pm

Whining sirens were wailing quite persistently behind of a simple beat up Corvette. The silver paint, chipping and slightly rusted, whipped around of a sharp corner and scrapped against a guard rail. "Fuck.." came a soft voice. The curse word whispered passed scowling lips while the driver's hands curled around the steering wheel to straighten the car back out. The road was curvy and angrily wrapped around and through a mountain range. The Great Appalachian mountains, still standing stoic with great American pride. The driver, Skyler Snowden, whipped the car around of another corner. She was driving down Blood Mountain; one of the trickiest roads to travel by when you had to travel by car from North Carolina to Georgia. It was also a sure route to Atlanta; and that's where she was headed. The only thing that was hindering her arrival was the police car behind of her. She grabbed her six shooter and slapped the emergency brake into place. The cop car zoomed passed her and she made a steady shot. The bullet bounced and severed the electrical power from the engine to the rest of the car. It was now stuck in the middle of the road. Skyler would have helped the cop, but she wanted to get home. She wanted to get home badly.

After losing the cop, and getting off of Blood mountain, she drove only five over the speed limit, but kept with the flow of traffic. Her little neck of the woods was coming into view. A nice neighborhood with a few houses across the road from her place. She slowed down and was about to pull into the driveway when she noticed something. The screen door was open. It was never open. She had it closed before she left. She drove passed her house and stopped a block down the road. She then got out and made sure her gun, a simple six shooter with five shots now, and her ballistic knife were at her disposal. She moved the short walk through the woods and then came out behind of the house and climbed the shallow wall that gave her a good enough reach to get to her old bedroom window. This was how she snuck out and into her house when she was younger. She opened the window and slid in as quietly as she could manage. She was almost perfectly silent. Anyone in the house would have to be just outside the door to hear her. She then slid out of her boots and walked on soft feet toward the door.

She stopped. The bed looked as if it had been slept in. She crouched, carefully sliding to eye level with the disheveled sheets. She sniffed gently. A soft, delicate scent clung to the sheets. It wasn't Gain or Bounty detergent. It was a soft perfume. There was hair on the bed; and it wasn't silver. Skyler plucked one of the sparse few strands and sniffed gently. That perfume. she licked her lips, a curious expression stealing her features. She then stood up completely and made the short walk toward the stairs. She knew every creak in the floor, and avoided every single one. She then turned the shallow corner into the living room, her gun pointing into the room first. Her eyes were a bit wide when she saw a man, and a girl. The girl looked frightened out of her mind. The man, however, looked like he had just been given his Christmas presents three days early. "Who the hell are you?" The girl caught her attention again. Bare footed. But, why? And.. scarred feet? Why? Glassy eyes with tear stained cheeks; a large palm print scoring the left cheek. Skyler's heart clenched and all she could picture was herself on the floor, crying heavy crocodile tears.

"I won't ask again.." she snarled, quite pissed off now, her eyes flicking from the girl, but made to keep the young woman in her peripheral vision. "Who the hell are you?" She pulled the hammer back on the six shooter and let her index finger caress the trigger. She'd feel more comfortable at this point with her knife in her hand; but the gun would just have to do. Her heart was thumping with anger, and her eyes couldn't help but glance at the girl. Every fiber in her body told her to go to the girl, but her instincts kicked in correctly; stay your ground, shouted her mantra, keep defensive until the time calls for offense.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Twinkletoes on October 3rd 2012, 11:26 am

The pulsating throb of helicopter blades against the warm afternoon air provided the occupants within the aircraft a monotonous background melody. All was silent within the whirring metal bird, no words were spoken as it hovered over the lush farm areas that were speckled around Atlanta. Two men were in the cockpit, stony faced Dominus members who knew exactly what they were doing, trained proffesionals who had joined their superior on a day like no other. This was but another hopeful day for Dominus, a new member to join their elite ranks...a person who had flashed across the agency's radar a few months prior and ever since then they have collected every single shred of information on her. Doctor Skyler Snowden, an elite combatant with an extensive military history. Her prowess on the battlefield and in the medic's room were not only admirable but extensively sought after. A woman of her skills could not be ignored and an invitation had been sent out to her by Dominus' Chief, Adam Paxton, in the shape of a lewd field agent and his sniffling prisoner.

Franklin Salters, a man with a history filled with all manners of crimes and triumphs had been specifically chosen to invite Ms Snowden into Dominus. He was provided with a suitcase filled to the brim with crisp one hundred dollar bills and a hand written letter from the Boss himself. "The girl won't be able to resist my charm", he said earlier that morning, briefly flicking over her files as he lazily waited for the approval of his other 'guest' to join in on the little excursion. Lilia Ivanov, A.K.A agent Etoile had been dragged along for the ride, not because it would be a trip in which she'd gain field knowledge and experience but rather, to amuse and satisfy her twisted handler by any means he saw fit. The pale faced teenager, who had only recenty been forced back into Dominus' hellish jurisdiction had been suffering horrid abuse at the hands of the grinning older agent for at least a month. She had been thrust back into the regular routine of acting as Franklin's play toy. She no longer had her older sister, Sheryll Paxton, to love and protect her and was instead forced to join in on her handler's perverted fantasies and experiments. She could not escape his violence, she could not refuse his lust and she certainly could not tell him to stop every act of abuse he subjected her to.

Not only could she not speak English but she had now been fitted with quite a cruel contraption, one which quite literally stole her voice. Around her slender neck was a silver collar, a glowing red light was it it's center, just above the base of her throat. She could no longer cry for help, beg for his mercy or let a wisp of her melodic whispery voice escape her bound voicebox.

Glancing outside the window with glistenin blue eyes she noticed the whirring aircraft was descending onto a paddock a few yards away from the target's house. Lilia had caught glimpses of the woman's files when Salt was scanning them and she recognized the great oaks that lay across the roadside and the mountain range that tickled the belly of the sky. A silent gasp escaped her lips as she glanced at the earth that gradually crept closer and closer. She clenched her legs together as the doors on the sides of the chopper slid open, the wind that blasted through the open appeture caused the petite girl to shiver and cling to her body, avoiding the sickening glare that her handler shot her way. Without any order and in fear of getting dragged out of the aircraft by her hair, Lilia meekly followed after her handler, staring at the ground as she clenched her pale fists, not daring to look her abuser in the eyes.

"Okay boys! Let's shut this thing off!", Salt hollered over the spinning blades of the chopper as he cocked his pistol and strapped it to his waist, "The target's house is just past the edge of the forest. Paul, I want you stationed at the south end, keep that sniper rifle glued to your eyes the whole way through, if Miss Snowden ain't so nice...you know what to do", he grinned, revealing yellow teeth as he smacked 'Paul's shoulder, "Nicholas! You take the north end, there's an empty shed near the base of the blood mountains so you should be able to get a clear shot as well if she fucks up", he ordered the second trooper with a brisk nod of his head. Finally he turned his gaze to the shivering teenager, grasping her upper arm and jerking her to his side he gave his men a devious grin. "Little Missy here will be coming with me, she'll help me check out the interior of the house.." , he cackled, tightening his grip around her slender upper arm, causing her to whimper in pain. Turning around one last time to face his rifle wielding men he cocked his chin up, a twisted smirk on his unattractive face. "Let's hope 'Doctor Snowden accepts our request aye?", he chortled before heading in the direction of the doctor's residence.

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The wait had been two hours long. The faint smell of the pine flooring and fresh linen hung in the air providing the two intruders with a welcome entrance. Upon breaking through the front door the greasy older agent immediately reconfigure the alarm and quickly strode through the kitchen, checking to see if ms Snowden had anything remotely appetizing. Lilia on the other hand clung to the front door, not daring to step into a stranger's house without their permission, a quick glare from Franklin resulted in the girl meekly stepping through not forgetting to remove her pale white flats in the process in the futile attempt of respecting some traditional house rules. She would have not have usuallly done such a thing, for her feet and legs were covered in a painful array of scars given to her by the very man who dragged her there. But her politeness over rode her shame and she proceeded to tip toe through the house with Salter's sickening trophies on display. Skyler was not home and Franklin Salters had taken full advantage of that. He was a man who often abused protocol, not caring for the rules or silly regulations the government had set up for people like him..he simply did what he did because he enjoyed doing so. He checked every room in detail, played around with what did not belong to him and committed the heinous act of assaulting Lilia on their target's bed. The ballerina had simply wished that their private intrusion would only last a few minutes before their possible recruit came but she was mistaken...she was once again caught in her handler's twisted games and her silenced screams did nothing to halt the gut wrenching and painful act he forced onto her in the target's bedroom.

"Sir, the target has arrived. She is coming your way" Blurted one of the hidden agents through the intercom, interrupting Salter's playtime with the whimpering agent that lay limp on the bed. He let out a frustrated sigh, clicking his tongue as he quickly reorganized himself, tossing his prisoner's clothing back onto her in the process. "Copy that! Keep your eyes on the prize boys." he uttered, fixing a crease in his shirt and quickly strapping his pistol back onto his side. Lilia slowly returned her pristine white garments onto her shivering bruised skin. Hushed tears rolled down her face as she sniffled away the pain and embarrassment. Buttoning up her pale beige blouse she hesitantly followed Franklin downstairs into the main living room, wiping away the moisture that flooded out of her innocent blue eyes. A sharp hot pang of pain shot through her cheek as she was about to sit down, knocking her to the ground; whatever pained yelp that wished to escape we lips was immediately replaced by a silenced cry. "If you wreck this for me, I will fuck you up so bad.", Salters hissed, the venom in his words charring her last shred of joy.

A few moments had passed and the teary eyed teenager immediately glanced up after hearing the click of a gun. The target had arrived and she did not look happy at all. She said something that the girl could not understand but she could feel the shock and anger lace the tip of her words. Franklin on the other hand merely smiled, crossing his left leg over his right as he shot the Doctor a smug look. "My dear, I am the best thing to happen to you ever since your military paycheck!" he grinned, flashing his stained teeth as he brought the suitcase on top of a nearby coffee table. "I know it must be a bit strange to walk into your house to find a few stranger's and speaking of that! I'm impressed you noted the front door, you're exceedingly observant and that is one of the reasons I am before you today!" he cried, clapping his hands in the air, completely ignoring her raised weapon. "I have come on behalf of a good friend to present to you a little..let's call it a deal. I know about your military history and I respect that, the agency I come from respects the and we are offering you quite a big fuckin load of money for you to consider!" he smirked, chubby lips peeling outwards as he tapped the black suitcase in front of him.

"So put that gun away and answer this...what do you know about Dominus, because let me assure you Dominus knows a lot about you..."






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Post by Chellizard on October 3rd 2012, 12:06 pm

It took all of her will power to lower the gun. It was only a fraction of an inch lowered, though, and she finally allowed her heart to calm down. The thumping ceased and she took a sharp breath through her nose. Her eyes flicked back to the girl. She took another long look at her and examined her a bit more thoroughly. Her eyes were transfixed on a few wrinkles in the girls clothing, and how disheveled her hair was. The bits of sweat along her pant seams also interested her, but only because signs of rape were flashing. When the man presented the briefcase she let a smug grin cross her face to only fade away. "Fuck your money. Let Dominus know about me. Whoever you are, I'm sure I'm too valuable for your ranks." she said, anger racing through her. She could give two shits about money. Her mind was on one thing; the safety of that girl. She had no idea who she was, or what she was capable of, but she knew this much; no one should suffer abuse. Skyler sure as hell got revenge for childhood abuse, but this girl.. she deserved as much, or more than what Skyler was about to propose.

She stepped forward, her sock covered feet slick on the hardwood. The gun in her hand was carefully holstered while she took the step forward, but her right hand was not going to leave the hilt of her blade now. "Let me guess.. Oh. You have snipers on my ass, don't cha?" she asked, her southern drawl kicking in slightly. "An I'm willin' ta bet that's the only reason you're so confident right now. Couldn't stand to not bring back up. Had to make sure your ass was safe if I decided to deny your offer. Two men. There's one likely in the old shed. Has the best view into this room. That's another reason why you picked this room, huh? The large ceiling to floor windows on the front and back porch. North and South ends. Easy view. Too easy. Did you want me to observe them, too?" she asked, a smirk on her face, but it was then curled into a scowl. She was still beyond upset. Her silver eyes were piercing into the ugly mugged man. She took another sharp breath through her nose, the silver hoop in her right nostril glistening slightly.

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Post by Twinkletoes on October 3rd 2012, 9:25 pm

Mr Salt giggled, a dirty high pitched wheezing noise that caused a tremor of disgust run down Lilia's spine. She had not moved one inch off the floor ever since the silver haired lady arrived, the only thing she could muster was to bring her legs closer to her chest and wipe the moisture of her face. She hated people seeing her like this. Lilia was a girl who by all accounts was a demure perfectionist, so to have a third party see her so unkempt and exposed only heightened the shame even further. Lilia curled her feet, keeping them pressed together in an attempt to hide the crimson scars that laced her supple skin. She could not look the woman in the eyes, not only was she too ashamed to have another woman recognize her presence but was also deathly frightened that she would have her body shot to pieces with the gun the woman was wielding.

Letting in a sharp breath of air through his nostrils the greasy agent clicked his tongue, rubbing his unshaven chin as he gave the woman an amused eyebrow, "You must be mistaken Doctor..this is the chance of a lifetime! Do you miss the thrill of battle and the glory of war", he hollered, a bit too excited for the subject matter, "Or are you going to squander your talents working as some cheap mercenary?" he deviously grinned, showing her a list of targets she had eliminate in the past years. "If you don't care for the money that's fine...I'm a fairly flexible guy. What does the infamous Doctor Snowden need to consider returning to the field?" Salt glanced around the house in an attempt to see anything remotely interesting. His lewd gaze briefly flicked over the girl who was silently whimpering at his feet, clenchin his jaw it took quite a lot of self control to keep himself from kicking her in the gut.

The woman was evidently much more skilled than Salt initially believed. She had manage to pinpoint the locations of the two snipers and he simply blinked in surprise, impressed with her talents. "Very Impressive! Although not to burst your bubble Ms Snowden but the snipers are also here for someone...much more dangerous", he uttered, referring to the sniffling brunette who was tentatively brushing strands of hair out of her ethereal face. "So tell me. You care not for Dominus' money nor the two very skilled snipers staring at you from two different locations..why it seems that nothing I present you with is going to convince you. But I know that's wrong, if my bargain wasn't being considered you would blown my fucking head off already. So please, enlighten us all! What do you really want?"


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Post by Chellizard on October 4th 2012, 6:52 am

Skyler could feel a bead of sweat seep out of her hairline and trickle down her face. Her heart was thumping a bit harder now, the idea of this man actually having snipers for that girl making Skyler's stress levels rise. Her hand moving subconsciously to grab hold of her dog tags. She fiddled with them, the soft twinkling of the metal tags clanking and rubbing together soothing her inner twitch. That bead of sweat made it to her jawline and curved along the underside of her neck and down toward her clavicle. A few other beads followed it's path, but her mind was elsewhere. Her mind was on what she wanted. What did she want? If not money, if not to have the thrills of the hunt or hunted; what was it? Her eyes flicked between Salt and the girl.

"Heh.." she laughed dryly, but then it picked up in to a full laugh and she had to move her hand from her tags to hold her stomach. "What do I want?" she asked him in reply. Her mind was on her mother, alive. Her childhood free of abuse, and her teenage life not being flushed down the toilet in sacrifice of getting a job. She let her laughing die down and she waltzed from the living room to the kitchen. The wide archway from the living room to kitchen gave Salt a nice view of Skyler's form, so she wasn't hidden from view. She grabbed a beer, not that the alcohol contents would affect her, but she did enjoy the taste of the brew. She drew her knife, but only half way. She popped the top off with the edge of the seat belt/wire cutter embedded in the hilt. She then tipped the bottle up and took a large swig.

She swayed her hips as she walked, a natural thing. The skirt around of her waist swayed, and the protective metal on her left thigh and arms glistened slightly; the intricate patterns a bit eye catching. She wasn't about to sit down, but she did close the brief case, her hand laying on the lid while she held her beer in her other hand. "Seeing as most of the things I want are unrealistic..." she cut off to take another swig and slightly hunch over. "I want her." she said, tipping the lip of her bottle toward the Prima Ballerina. She had a feeling Salt was going to object, so she, while slightly bent over, drew her gun and pulled it up and pointed it dread between his eyes. "And I'm not kidding." she said, a devilish cheshire grin curling over her lips.

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Post by Twinkletoes on October 4th 2012, 11:23 am

Salt's perverted stare took the young doctor's body inch by inch. Although she was considerably older than what he usually goes for he could not help but let his lust take over. A whole manner of dirty thoughts flashed across his mind as his gazed swayed with her hips, never leaving the womanly curves that sent a warm rush through his body. She refused the money. Which was fine, he would keep it for himself and squander it on less than beneficial pleasures that cash could buy. As her body leaned over in front of him he could not help but stare at her chest, licking his lips as she began to talk. She wanted Etoile. She wanted Etoile? Instantly snapping himself back to reality he let out a sharp gasp as the barrel of the gun was pushed against his forehead, a mixture of frustration and surprise immediately washed over his grubby face as the silvery haired woman in front of him set her part of the deal.

"She belongs to me..", he uttered under sharp breaths clenching his jaw as he quickly glanced at the weapon aimed at his head and the shivering girl at his feet. A whole string of muffled profanities escaped his lips as he turned his gaze away in frustration before closing his eyes and inhaling a deep breath. "So you're into that stuff aye? I can honestly say I'm surprised...she isn't that cooperative anyway...if you know what I mean", his voice shook but the slurred comment did enough to communicate his twisted thoughts. "Lilia here is worth more than that suitcase and believe me when I say it...whoever owns her is the fucking richest person on earth", he stabbed a chubby finger in the quivering girl's direction, obviously referring to her metahuman gift of turning herself into living diamond.

"But...I'm not merely going to hand over my playtoy with nothing in return", he spoke slowly, his eyes glinted with a uncomfortable deviousness as he ran his fingers alongside the woman's toned thigh not forgetting to creep his eager fingers just under the protection of her skirt. "Although...then again how would I know that you can...treat the little bitch right...if you know what I mean?", he cocked his eyebrow, referring what he believed the young Russian was only good at...private pleasuring. "You can have the little tart once I'm convinced. I need to know that...her staying with a woman won't be any different than when she's with me...and once we've had our 'private meeting' in your bedroom I will personally sign you up for Dominus. How does that sound Doctor", his voiced was unwavering, the twisted lust in his mind had overridden his cautiousness and he quickly glanced at the woman's body once more, it's been a while since he has done anything remotely entertaining with a woman who was over the age of 20...



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Post by Chellizard on October 4th 2012, 11:50 am

Watching him squirm with distaste to the turn of events had her smirking even wider, if possible. Her eyes lit up, the silver irises alike to liquid silver. Her long lashes brushed her cheeks while she blinked toward him, un moving with her thumb pulling the hammer of the gun back. "Oh, I am into that stuff.. and more." she said with a purr lacing her Southern drawl. Her hand shifted around of the gun's hilt, pressing it against his skin firmly once his attention was solely on her yet again. "Riches do not mean anything to me. If she lives and breathes? That's good enough for me.." she said with another purr, her lower lip becoming victim of her pearly whites biting into her flesh gently. She chuckled and let her thigh lean into his touch, playing the part of seductress easier than she had intended. Being a victim alike to the poor beaten girl on the floor, Skyler knew her way into and out of situations like this. She had to convince him? Easy enough.

"Call off your dogs.. I want to see if she'll attack when there aren't snipers gunning for her." she said, pulling the beer up to her lips. She took another hearty swig and shoved the bottle into his hand and holstered her gun. She drew her knife, though, and twirled it around of her hand, letting the blade rest flat against the underside of her forearm. She then knelt down and smiled at Etoile, her back to Salt for now. Her eyes were staring into the girl's very own sapphire hues, and Skyler was silently screaming, 'I won't hurt you, Please trust me.' Skyler let her lips purse lightly, and she leaned a bit closer, her hand sliding to take the girl by her jaw. She positioned her hand to make it look like her handling was rough, but the way he held the girl's jaw was gentle, sweet. Somewhat comforting, even. She eased the girl to lean her chin up, but her hand mocked a forceful tug. "Does she ever talk?" she questioned, a brow raising while she looked over her shoulder toward Salt.

With her back to him, and her form bent like it was, her skirt was just barely covering her backside. Salt was still talking about a private meeting while Skyler took hold of the girl's jaw. "Private meeting? So the snipers won't be listening in or watching from afar? Not that I mind an audience." she said, purring passed her Southern drawl. She gave him a smoldering look, her eyes glancing him up and down. Outside, she looked like she was drooling over his appearance. Inside and mentally? She wanted to throw up and take a shower. But, if she could get the girl.. and keep her safe? She wouldn't mind sleeping with Salt to ensure this girls safety. Skyler really was more about family over money. And right now? She saw herself in this girl.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Twinkletoes on October 4th 2012, 9:52 pm

Blood pumped through Salt's veins as the lewd excitement began to rack his core. A whole manner of less-than-savory thoughts bubbled in his consciousness as he imagined the 'foul deeds' ms Snowden was going to release onto Lilia."Lilia would love a good dominant female to knock her around a bit..", his gleaming eyes lathered with unkempt an obvious perversion lapped over the curved figure of Skyler who was now leaning over his pet. The fantasies in his head went into overdrive causing him to squirm uncomfortably and take a long swig of the beer that was left in the bottle given to him. "Does she speak? Yeah, Russian...although that thing around he neck has silenced her so you won't hear any whining or screaming. Fucking annoying if you ask me..", he chuckled hastily putting the beer down as he leaned over to stroke his prisoner's face, her obvious discomfort and disgust at being touched made him smirk with a particularly devious level of maliciousness.

Cracking his neck he switched on the intercom and blurted out some orders to his men stationed on the north and south side. "Boys, take a break..I've got everything under control. Contact base and tell them the deal is set", he said in a rather casual voice his eyes however never leaving the lithe athletic body of the woman in front of him. Switching the intercom off and tossing the small device onto the coffee table he glanced at Lilia who was frozen in her place. The meek, helpless fear that was painted across her pretty face only excited him even further. Reaching his hand out and clasping the young agent by the roots o her sandy colored hair he yanked her upwards, a silent yelp was all she could muster and the sheer look of pain and terror flashed across the innocent visage."You see, she enjoys pain!"

For the young ballerina she had never felt so objectified in her life. Lilia could not understand what try were saying but she understood that Salt was handing her over to the woman...like a piece of meat. She quivered underneath the woman's touch, a woman who just happened to cause the fearless Franklin Salters to squirm underneath the barrel of the gun. Was this woman going to worse than the man who subjected her teenage life to a seemingly insurmountable levels of torture and abuse? Warm tears bubbled from her sparkling bright blue eyes, rolling down her face as the woman gazed into her. Her lips trembled and her limbs went weak as the memories of abuse filled her head. She would have screamed for the woman to simply kill her then and there but the collar that constricted her throat halted any such act. The instance Salt yanked her head back Lilia instinctively kicked outwards, the soft yet scarred sole knocked into the woman's arm in the ballerina's futile attempt at escaping the torture..

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Chellizard on October 5th 2012, 2:55 am

"Is that so?" she questioned, a brow raising while her attention turned from Salt back to Lilia. She was given the girl's name. It was too beautiful to be spoken passed that vile man's lips. She wanted to speak her name, and so she did. "Lilia, eh?" she asked underneath of her breath. Her eyes trailed along of the girl's face and was admiring her bone structure. Almost perfect, but she could somewhat tell that beneath the skin, the flawlessly smooth porcelain, there were scars that ran deeper than the tissue. This poor girl.. she was completely ruined, and at such a young age, too. Skyler may see herself, but she also sees Lilia. The poor girl with Ballerina arches and scars along her feet. Such a sad sight, but she didn't feel too sorry; because she actually felt more angry than she did sorry. She had live a life of abuse and sorrow. She grew up and made a difference. Lilia, it seemed, needed just a bit of help to make such a difference. Skyler was going to be the catalyst to push Lilia to greatness.

Despite the melodramatic flash backs, Skyler perked up a bit, however, when he told her she spoke Russian. It made her lose her willpower to hold back, and she spoke a strain of words. "Лилия .. Я собираюсь иметь, чтобы ударить вас, и я знаю, что вы не готовы к этому, но .. Я обещаю наверстать боль, которую вы собираетесь терпеть, и даже так, боли вам пришлось пережить. Шаг один, чтобы взять вас под свое крыло .."(Translation: Lilia.. I am going to have to hit you and I know you are not ready for it, but.. I promise I'll make up for the pain you're going to endure, and even so, the pain you've had to endure. Step one is to take you under my wing..) Her accent, the Southern Drawl, the cute Southern Belle laced with a bit of hard bad ass vanished and was replaced with a perfect female Russian accent. The words were so clear and crisp. A lot of her missions were based in Russia, so speaking the language, and getting the accent was not hard for her at all.

When Salt reached and pulled Lilia up by her hair, Skyler would have to make her show very convincing. "It seems she does like it rough," she said, smirking. It hurt all the fibers in her body to react like this, but she had to. She had to play the part she had signed up for. It was so against her code, but so were a lot of things she's done these passed few months. She took the path, now she had to live with the concequences, whatever they may be. She slapped Lilia across the face forcefully, but then grabbed he girl's jaw and pulled her face forward. Skyler let her face come closer to Lilia's, her lips only millimeters from the femme's own supple flesh. She parted her lips to speak, more Russian.

"You.." she said, planting a kiss on Lilia's cheek. "I am sorry," she said again and drew her blade, racing it along the edge of Lilia's neck while Skyler's lips were pressed against the hollow of her ear. "I will protect you, but I must show Salt what he wants to see, and let him believe this is how I will treat you.." she continued, the Russian a bit harshly whispered, her free hand moving to grip Lilia's wrist. Skyler twisted, knowing the limits of the skeletal system. She then pushed the edge of her blade a bit, breaking the skin to slice along Lilia's neck. The cut was shallow; a cat scratch if anything. But blood did leak to stain and kiss the porcelain surface. The skin was tainted, and now with Salt satisfied, Skyler jerked Lilia and tossed her on the floor and turned to Salt. She licked the edge of her blade, the little bit of blood coating her tongue before she swallowed. Her super human regeneration power would clean her of any impurities; but she highly doubted such a girl could be impure. She was pure as snow. A gentle snowflake that would never harm anyone, but was crushed by a harsh winter's breeze. Poor soul.

Now it was time for Skyler to bed with Salt, and complete the deal.


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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Twinkletoes on October 5th 2012, 3:30 am

Lilia's earlier fears of serving underneath the frightening doctor was all but washed away when she heard the familiar dialects of her mother tongue. A silent gasp escaped her peachy lips as she blinked away the tears, completely shocked with the sudden turn off events. The woman was not the monster the teenager initially perceived her to be...far from it it seemed. Although there was a trade off with this new knowledge and the young girl swallowed after the revelation that Ms Snowden was in fact going to rough her up a bit to convince the vile handler that she was in 'good hands'. Sniffling past the tumultuous emotions that wracked her consciousness the ballerina prepared herself for the 'treatment' under the hands of the knife wielding woman. Glancing upwards she recoiled at the lwed gaze Salt gave her, his lips covered in saliva and his hot breath tinged with the pungent smell of alcohol. Staring once more at her new 'master' Lilia gazed at the women, a cocktail of fear, uncertainty and hope gleaming off her bright blue eyes...she needed to play the part.

The sharp hot burn of a hand smacking her tear stained cheek sent a jolt of pain through her porcelain face. The woman was not lying when she said she was going to give Salt an example of her apparent future treatment of the sniffling teenager but the hit itself was convincing enough that Lilia cringed from the brief pain it caused. The immediate toying that Skyler released on Lilia was not only convincing but incredibly frightening for the innocent young girl. Never before had another female been that close to her and she shuddered underneath the contact and the slow burn of the blade pressed against her slender neck. Skyler truly was a frightening woman..but at least she was not the monster Lilia initially envisioned her to be.

The woman released her and Salt clapped his hands, his perverted smirk staining his already ugly face. "Well I have to hand it to you..I kinda wanted to see more. But I understand your position, a man's touch is what you crave", he slurred, letting the sickening comment hang in the air as he roughly grasped Skyler's lower back bringing her in for an unsightly smooch. Lilia, who did not know about Skyler's deal with the man, Stared up wide eyed in shock as she watched the woman get played around with by the slobbering monster. If she could she would have offered her body up to him..since he was so familiar with it but it seemed that the young doctor knew what she was doing so Lilia had to look on, disgusted and afraid as her new heroine was roughly groped by Salt.

"We could always let the little tart join in. But she'd just get in the way and ruin the excitement", he sneered, his hand lingering on the woman's bottom as he motioned with his head to the upstairs bedroom. "I guess we should start fucking aye?" he hollered slapping the underside of the woman's skirt in a flippant manner, letting his fingers linger where they shouldn't. Turning his gaze to the shivering girl on the floor he roughly gripped her by the face and planted a particularly offensive kiss on her trembling lips. "You can stay here and listen to the sound of music..", he chuckled tossing the girl's head to the side as he grabbed the woman's hand and led her to the awaiting torture he'd put her through.

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For the young doctor the painful deed must have been the longest hour on earth, filled with a whole list of unmentionable acts and feigned enjoyment as she fell victim to Salt's more violent and experimental side. He revelled in his power, his apparent belief that the silvery haired woman wanted him and that he truly was pleasuring her...but such a thing was tainted by the sheer bliss of the corrupt lust that controlled his actions. She was different than his usual 'playmate', more experienced and less inclined to claw him in the face. Finishing up was a blur for him and as he staggered down then stairs with a massive grin on his face he sighed, glancing down at the young ballerina who was now curled up in the foetal position behind the couch...she had heard what had happened. "well...that was fun. Might come again for some fun with you and Lilia", he jovially said, clapping his hands in the air as he made a thrusting motion with his hips...Salt was happy and that was never a good thing.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Chellizard on October 5th 2012, 3:59 am

Skyler's heart ached for Lilia, and before Salt whisked her into a kiss, she muttered a phrase in Russian, just loud enough for Lilia to hear. "Be strong; do not give up." She then let her lips press into the man's own alcohol tainted kiss, his slimy tongue forced into her mouth. She reluctantly let him force his appendage into the moist orifice, and she felt her stomach turn into knots. She had to keep Lilia in her mind. The faster this was over, the faster Lilia would be one step closer to becoming safer and, maybe, have her life turned around just one inch at a time. At the mention of having her join in, Skyler got defensive; but only in a jealous facade type of way. "And let her get your attention more than me?" she mockingly whined, her hips arching into his when he grabbed her rear and let his touch linger in places she would likely have cut his hand off for even motioning toward. But these situations were different and she could not blow her very weak cover. Only weak to someone with as much training as her. Salt, on the other hand, was a fumbling idiot and likely had no the slightest clue of her little game.

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The bed room was shrouded with the curtains roughly closed, the door wide open, but the lights off. The old bed frame was weak and created a rhythmic creaking sound that echoed through the house, as well as the sounds of "pleasure." The symphonic orchestra of sounds containing grunts, screams, and cries of ecstasy clung to every wall of the Snowden house. The blankets were rumpled on the floor, a pile of clothes, even Skyler's over armor, was resting in a messy pattern on the hardwood floor. Her body moved so fluidly, and she allowed this gruesome man, no. He was a monster. She let this monster do his worst and she would give him a positive echoing facade to help his devilish ideas of coitus be completely satisfied. Every kiss was like diving head first into a land fill that was not only used for trash, but a body dump site. Complete and utter garbage. Every touch was a stomach knotting sensation that made Skyler want to punch his teeth down his throat. But she cleared her thoughts and let him do whatever he wanted. She was a puppet, just like when she was younger.

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Once the deed was over, Skyler allowed Salt to wander from the bedroom. She gathered herself and dressed slowly, her form planted in front of the bathroom mirror. She felt tears slide down her cheeks, her skin bruised and beaten, and pain racing through her that she hadn't felt in a long, long time. She cleaned her face and brushed a comb through her hair and patted her cheeks to life. She gave herself a confident stare, and once she was properly dressed, she could feel her regeneration doing it's job. It was dark, and even though he had busted her lips with a powerful hit, and even so bruised her ribs with his rough grabs, she was healing. The dark room they had been in was a nice cover for her regeneration. It kept Salt from knowing about her gift. She could just play it off that she didn't bruise easily like other girls. "Tough Skin" inherited from long term military service and conditioning.

She was cleaned up, dressed properly, and her hair was loosely tied into two pig tails near the top of her head. She stepped down the stairs, her feet actually in her boots that she had left in her room. She adjusted her knife holster and shifted her gun in the holster as well. "I suppose it's time to say good bye to my Southern home and hello to wherever we'll be going, Salt. Count Doctor Karma as part of the Dominus line up." she extended her hand and gave Lilia a mocking lustful gaze. It was for Salt's pleasure only.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Twinkletoes on October 5th 2012, 8:00 pm

Lilia had heard everything. The screams of pleasure or was it pain? The constant creaking of the bed against the floorboards and the hoarse grunts that rippled out of Salt's greasy throat. The very thought of Salt doing 'it' with another woman not only made the teenager have an incredibly sick feeling in the pit of her stomach but a extremely potent form of guilt. Did skyler step in for her? Did the woman sacrifice her body for Lilia's freedom? Such thoughts spread like a virus within her consciousness and the mere sight of Skyler caused the delicate Russian to sniffle in regret. What her handler did to the woman was the last thing Lilia would want for anyone and as she rocked her slender body behind the arm of the couch the incoming sounds of the two adults caused her to let out a muted whimper. She gazed up at Skyler, horrified and exceedingly worried about what had happened and even though the woman continued the act of being a dominant nympho the girl coil instantly tell something was amiss...it was an emotion tied so closely to the ballerina that she could instantly pinpoint it on another person. It was pain. Pure, unquestionable and hidden pain...the sort that poisons the core of people and sets all hope on fire.

The man who had committed the terrible deed was rocking on his heels, scratching the unshaven skin of his upper neck as he gazed up at the woman who followed him down the stairs. "You will be stationed here, Dominus already knows of your agreement and has probably taken your name off a few 'most wanted' lists in the process", he gradually stomped over to where the petite teenager was cowering behind the furniture. Crouching low so that his eyes burned right into hers he roughly trapped her by the neck causing he mouth to spread open in pain, "I expect that my little flower here will be well taken care of. Keep her on her toes, never let her say no...not that she can't anyway", he sneered, bringing the teenager up by her slender neck and propping her onto her scarred feet.

The man proceeded to quickly grope and play around with a body he won't be seeing for a while. She jerked and recoiled everytime his hands strayed too far but like he said earlier...the damn collar halted all forms of verbal resistance."Feed her twice a day or not at all..I sometimes get her to dance for her food!", he hollered bringing his hand down to smack her bottom, the sharp crisp sound cracking into the Snowden house, "She's toilet trained and microchipped. Speaking of which, if she ever happens to turn on you..use this", he said, procuring a strange little remote device with a silver button in the middle. Lilia sharply inhaled as her eyes caught the familiar torture tool and before she could recoil in fear her body was wracked with an insurmountable level of pain. Her body instantly went numb and her limbs shook, her back arced into a 'C' shape as her lithe body violently reacted to the tremendous terror her petite form was going through. Letting go of the button and smacking his foot into the girl's sweat ridden stomach he grinned, once more turning towards Skyler. "One press of this little device will make her feel like a cattle prod has been shoved in her brain. So use it when she's naughty...or just use it whenever", he snarled tossing the woman the little device.

"We'll be in contact with you and the girl daily, I guarantee that work will come quickly.", he said cocking his head to the side as he slung the briefcase over his shoulder. Heading towards the front door he smirked once more at the women present, one who was on the floor still recovering from the fierce jolt of pain and the other still acting as a lustful nympho. "It was a 'pleasure' doing business with you. I shall contact you when we have work for you", he muttered, just before briefly glancing at his pet, "I know that dumb head of yours can't understand me but I fucking hope this lady tears you up", he chuckled winking at the quivering girl before stepping foot outside with a massive grin.

Doctor Karma was now officially part of Dominus.




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Post by Chellizard on October 5th 2012, 8:45 pm

Every word passed his lips made her want to punch him over and over again, her knife itching to be plunged into his kidney. He would feel immersed pain, and because of how high the pain would be, he would not be able to scream or yell. The literal shock from his nervous system would render his vocal chords useless. It would make him a true mute, and it would suit him. No need for a collar with Skyler's knowledge of the body at hand. When he brought out the device, she gave him a sharp snarl, but looked at Etoile while she made the face. To Salt, she was growling toward the girl. But she was really making this face and noise at Salt. He was so oblivious. "What if I want to hear her scream?" she asked, curiously. She wanted to know how to get the collar off, and what a good way to ask.

Before Salt could get out the door, Skyler grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into a hard, sloppy kiss. She then shoved him a bit and stepped back. It was her way of saying "Thanks for inviting me onto the team and see ya later." "She'll be in the best hands she's ever been in. Trust me." she said, smirking. As soon as he was gone, she had to do a sweep of her entire house. She felt terrible leaving Lilia on the floor, but she had to make sure there were no bugs. Sadly, there was. One in each room. Two in the livingroom. She used her meat tenderizer mallet to smash each small camera and microphone set. She checked every single nook and cranny and obvious hiding spots. As soon as the place was clean of any mechanical software she wasn't aware of, she closed the curtains, locked the doors, and came back to the living room. "Oh honey.." she said in English, but then allowed her Russian to slip through.

"That man will not be haunting you any more. Not while I'm alive and well. Let's get this collar off." she said, carefully sliding a hand to brush Lilia's hair over her shoulder to get at the clasp on the back of her neck. The device was not as complex as she thought. She took her knife and gently slid the tip of the blade against the collar. The mechanical lock eased open, and with one good tug the collar was off of her throat. Skyler took the collar and the remote and stashed it somewhere out of sight, out of mind. She then found a mug and started a pot of hot water for tea, or even hot cocoa. Whatever the poor girl wanted. Skyler felt so bad about hitting her, and returned to the livingroom. "Lilia.. You can hit me back now." she gave the girl a soft gaze, her silver eyes a bit dreary with sorrow. She still felt the sting of the slap on her palm. Her stomach was in knots, and she felt horrible. A price to pay to get Lilia into a safer situation.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Twinkletoes on October 5th 2012, 9:28 pm

Salt wiped his mouth against his forearm, the collective saliva of his own and The young doctor's clung to his leathery lips that were now bent into a twisted grin. "We'll send an agent or two to assist in the work we have for you", he grinned, taking a further step out onto Skyler's front lawn, "Dont forget to fuck her for me! ", he hollered, waving his hand in the air as he headed off for the chopper a few yards away. He succeeded in his mission, he gained one million dollars but lost his most favorite plaything in the process. Rubbing his temples his mind was still rushing with the ecstacy of the violent coitus that had rocked the woman's house. Although losing his prisoner, his most 'treasured possession', the man wholeheartedly believed that a woman's touch was all that Lilia needed to put her in line...

The silence after her handler's dramatic exit was both uncomfortable as it was strangely refreshing. Lilia gazed up into Skyler's eyes, knowing full well that she was once again in safe hands. Taking deep breath the ballerina soon felt the overwhelming fatigue and exhaustion her body had gone through that day. The past weeks she had barely had a peaceful nights sleep without Salt or one of his men creeping into her sheets. This day was no different, the physical, mental and emotional turmoil she had put her delicate body through was exhausting as it was overbearing. It was as if her weeks in Salt's clutches had accumulated to that one point in time and no sooner had he left and Skyler had assured her of her safety did the girl burst into tears, her melodic whispery voice now fully capable of escaping her trembling lips. She was too exhausted to wipe away the tears, the flood of emotions that escaped her body was both therapeutic as it was draining.

Through blurry eyes Lilia looked up at the silvery haired woman, her peachy lips attempting to form a smile as she meekly whispered a "Thank you", in her mother tongue. The faint smell of cocoa filled her nose but she did not have the energy to drink it, even though sh had not had proper food in the weeks gone by. Sniffling away the tears the girl lightly brushed a delicate finger across Skyler's hand. She was not going to hit the woman, far from it actually. The gentle, forgiving touch that trickled down the woman's hand was an obvious enough message that the teenager was indeed very thankful. Her body was numb and weak, her limbs quivered in random spasms of pain and her stomach growled for sustenance. Her starveling form was a direct and malevolent challenge to the beauty the girl held and no sooner had she innocently brush her hand against the woman's she collapsed.

The soft light faded into darkness and the only sound left was the beating of her heart, soft and slow and like a constant drum beat. Even though Dominus' poison still wracked her mind, body and soul she had finally found a gateway to freedom through the young doctor. Before her body fell unconscious from the sheer exhaustion and pain she gave the woman a warm, gentle smile...the first glimpse of joy the girl was surely going to experience at the side of Doctor Skyler Snowden.

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Re: Down the Rabbit Hole Or Something Like That (Closed to Inky.)

Post by Chellizard on October 5th 2012, 10:44 pm

"You're welcome," she replied in a hushed whisper to the unconscious from exhaustion girl. Skyler felt a couple of tears stream her face, and while blinking them away, she scooped for Lilia's small frame. Skyler wasn't exactly macho herself, but she could lift a petite girl like Lilia and bathe her. Skyler carried Lilia up the stairs, the walk shallow and slow, and instead of carrying her into the old bedroom that Skyler had recently committed acts of adultry in, she walked into the master bedroom, the double doors opening with a gently shove of the toe of her boot. She gently laid the girl down on the bed and moved to the large tub and filled it with warm water and bubble bath. Skyler found clothes that would fit Lilia, and old slightly too big t-shirt and a pair of too big capri pajama pants. It would have to do for now. Skyler was a bit bigger than Lilia size wise, but Skyler's sleepwear was bigger for comforting purposes.

Skyler peeled herself out of her clothes and left on her underwear and gently peeled Lilia out of the clothes she had on. With every inch of flesh exposed, all the new scars told stories that she did not want to even imagine. But she had to. She had to take the walk down the path that Lilia was forced to walk. She had to learn about this girl, and as a doctor, all of these scars made her cringe a bit. She had prepubescent qualities when she was clearly older than what her womanhood was reflecting. Skyler only let her eyes stay for a moment, out of respect for the girl. She was not a pervert, and hated herself for having to bathe Lilia like this, but she had to.

She carried the nude girl to the warm water and stepped in then sat down, sliding Lilia to rest in her lap, carefully washing her body of the filthy sweat she was covered in. Skyler was gentle with every touch and almost barely let the wash cloth scrub at the filth. She was very careful with her feet and gave a good massage to the muscles and even relocated a few misplaced joints. Maybe the Prima Ballerina could dance properly after this. While still bathing Lilia, and letting her body soak just a bit in the warm tub to help relax her muscle and ease tension not only in Lilia, but in herself, she grabbed for her cellphone which had made it in here somehow or another. She dialed an old friend. "You know how you said you would owe me a favor? Now's a good time to finally give me that favor.." she explained everything to her friend, Myatt Richardson. He was a nice guy, about thirty-four years old, and they had attended college together, and graduated pre-med and even finished their internship together. Skyler, however, continued her doctor life overseas and on missions.

Skyler finished bathing Lilia, and talking to Myatt, draining the tub and then using the flexible shower head to rinse off the soap and properly clean Lilia's hair. Skyler rinsed herself off in the process, but wasn't too worried about herself at his point. Once Lilia was tucked in bed Skyler would take a proper shower. Skyler wrapped the girl in a towel and gently laid her down. The doorbell, a soft ding-dong, resonated through the house. Skyler did not bother dressing herself. The boy short undies and bra was clothing enough. More clothing than some bikinis in today's world. "Heya Skye.." he said, once the door was opened. He was a married man now, but these two had a great time in college. Neither of them hit it off great, but that wasn't the point. Skyler collected the O negative bags of blood, saline pouches, IV drip, and bag of other medical equipment. "Uhm, you don't look like you need those heavy pain killers, Skye.." he said, Myatt raising a brow while she hurriedly ran up the stairs. "Lock the door. Don't ask too many questions. You know I can't answer half the things you ask me, Myatt," she huffed a bit angered.

She moved into the bedroom and carefully started to set up the heart and respiratory monitor, as well as the IV drip. She only asked for blood just in case, but Lilia shouldn't need it. She hung up the saline drip and carefully inserted the needle into Lilia's arm with one quick test of her fingers on the girl's porcelain flesh. "Whoa Doc, ya still got it.. hahaha." Myatt chuckled lightly, but it was an awkward chuckle. He let his eyes sweep over the girl curiously. "It's not my business Skye, but why.." And before he could finish, Skyler turned to him sharply, a needle and bottle of morphine in her hand. "The girl.. she needed my help. I'm helping her. You're finally repaying a favor you owe me. Simple as that. Myatt.. you know me. Just.. do me - no, do yourself a favor and get home before someone sees you here." She gave him a brief hug, and he was reluctant to go, but he knew Skyler. She got what she wanted and that's all she needed.

He left, but before he closed the locked door behind of him, he left something else on the table by the door. A security pass and a set of keys to the hospital. Skyler would have access to anything else she needed, and she didn't even ask for it. Once Lilia was hooked up to the drip, drugged to rid her of any more pain, and given proper liquid, even through a tube, she would be all right. Skyler finished tucking her into bed, and hesitated for a moment, but then kissed her forehead. "Sleep well, little angel.." she said this in Russian and then stepped through the open arch way into the attached bathroom and took a proper shower. Once she was showered, Skyler came back and laid on the bed next to Lilia and closed her eyes, her knife at hand, her gun not too far away, and her light sleeping form ready to pounce on any intruders.

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