Good Ole Swan - Open

[strawberry]

Strawberry sat upright on her bed, nude, her head was pounding. She could remember everything that had gone on last night. Short of slitting her own throat and being forced to shift by a needle in her arm she didn't want to remember anything else. She had had her biggest fight with her sister Raspberry. If she knew Raspberry it would be better to let her continue to be angry for a few more days. But ... would they make up? Usually they had had stupid fights over things much smaller than this but they made up in a few hours.

"Shit!"

She moved over to the dresser not bothering to wrap the cloth around her as she fumbled and put on some clothing. Her wardrobe consisted of a bunch of things but she chose a green shirt with matching green pants to put on when she could have put on designer wear. What was the point when she was all alone in her room? She didn't want to try the door handle just yet, she was afraid that she would be locked in the room. Instead she just turned on the TV, trying to forget about the hunger.

[Samael]

Samael had made Strawberry a meal that she was used too. Swan pellets, rice, chicken, a asian style of noodles, and some garlic bread.. Yes it was a wide array of food but he couldn't think of what excatly to make her so he made several different kinds of foods for her and appeared in her room. Sitting at her desk he had his hands out, one hand with her food and the other hand with some juice. A small smile on his face.

"Hrm.. Well I know this can't make up for what I did to you eariler but you deserved it.. You both deserved it and I told you both you can leave in two years time when you are both mature young ladies.. For now you will both live under my roof and obey me no matter what I tell you to do.. Now here is some food, in the jar is your swan pellets, and in the glass is some juice.. enjoy."

He got up and sat it on the desk beside her bed. Sitting back down on the chair and crossing his right leg over his left. While he was just waiting for her to knock the food off or disobey him right here right now, although he knew it would surprise him if she listend to him and talked to him like a normal human being. Forgetting what happened to her eariler and now listening and obeying him no matter what the task was... No matter if it was jumping, cooking, cleaning, or even undressing... What ever the task was she would listen if he told her to do it.

[strawberry]

Strawberry knew without even seeing Samael that he had entered the room, but first, she had smelt him. He smelt cold and dead but there was also another satisfying taste that he brought into the room. She couldn't resist the food because she was starving. So she would suck up her pride and take the food. It wasn't like it seemed to contain any poisons or drugs even though it wouldn't make any sense for him to save her life one day and then kill her the next.

"So because we disobeyed you we deserved to be raped?"

She couldn't help it. It appeared that Strawberry wasn't all that submissive as she appeared to be. She took the food on the tray, put the garlic bread in her mouth, and then turned around to walk to her bed to eat the food. Of course that may have not been such a good idea, eating on the bed, but it was hers after all. How long was Samael going to stay in her room?

"Or did I deserve to be raped because I'm a whore? But thanks for the food, Master."

In one whole bite Strawberry had eaten the garlic bread. She one, enjoyed garlic bread and two, knew that vampires disliked garlic. It beat her why the vampire would give her garlic bread. Her eyes examined the other food on the tray. There was swan pellets, her favorite, a long with rice, chicken and noodles. Strawberry would save the pellets for later. She began to dig into the noodles knowing that if she didn't hurry up and eat Samael might have a fit for speaking to him like that and take away her food.

[Samael]

He had watched her get up and take the food. Hastily eating it while she started to speak. Did she 'deserve' to get raped, in his mind yes she did. Since she had lent her body out to so many other men already it wasn't like fucking was a new thing for her and he didn't even get it off on her or in her for that matter so she should of stopped bitching about what happened. Or did she deserve to get raped cause she was a whore now that was something he could more readily agree on and he was ready to speak with his prepared words.

"I never attended to fuck either of you, but since you were both naked already and I couldn't think of any other ways to punish you with out killing I figured "Oh lets have a little fin with Strawberry" Its not like I am the first man you've ever fucked before, I mean if I really wanted to find out all I would have to do is prod your mind for the information. So what number man am I Strawberry? The tenth? Fifthteenth? Twenth perhaps?

And you can't deny the fact that you didn't like it, I didn't spend enough time doing it for you to really 'enjoy' it or myself to 'enjoy' it either.. I mean really, how many people can find that special spot and fuck it as fast as I can hrm? I don't think you've ever fucked a vampire before to my knowledge."

His tone was almost mocking her, and it was casted down on her. It was to make her feel inferior and down graded for they were both under house arrest and were gonna be for a long time until they could prove they were worth the trouble, and yes around both there necks were still the shock colars that he had forgotten to take off, and it just so happened he had the device to work them in his pocket, two seperate ones of course for each collar but once again he spoke.

"Also if you obey me, you won't have to worry about getting raped, or tortured again. Its as simple as listening, and then you get to live here, and do what ever you want while your here. Its just easier to give in. Really it is.

[strawberry]

"No. Probably somewhere in the hundreds."

She pushed the swan pellets off of the tray and onto her bed so that she could save them for later, then she tucked them away in their little bowl on her dresser. She could very well eat them now but she didn't know when she was getting more food, not that she thought Samael would try and starve her. If anything he would rape her, again, but not starve her. Strawberry closed her eyes as she listened to what he was saying. This was going to take an effort of control. The bastard was baiting him. If she tried to bait him it would backfire on her no doubt.

"Give in to this!"

Strawberry jumped up on the bed, bowl of hot rice in her hand. If she threw that bowl she would get in big trouble, but she may already get in big trouble because she thought of throwing the bowl. Slowly the bowl dropped from her fingers and landed back on her bed, some rice spilling on either side and falling on the comforter. She wasn't going to fall to his baiting. She wasn't going to fall to his trickery, he wanted her to act out, well she wasn't going to!

"You know what? I've done maybe really hundreds of guys. And you know what? I enjoyed them each way more then you!"

[Samael]

Samael started to crack up in total and utter laughter. While the rice fell on her bed and she admitted that she had did 'hundreds of guys" really he wondered why he didn't enjoy the sex that much. She was too loose, maybe she needed to stop fucking and give herself some time to tighten up eh? But all he could do was crack up in total and utter laughter as he finally stopped laughing for a minute to speak to her.

"Oh Strawberry, I've had a lot better than you too. I mean if you would of been any looser we could of shoved three guys into you all at once. I mean do you even feel pleasure any more? It must just feel like a rubbing sensation between your legs when you get fucked down there. I mean jesus christ, hundreds of guys and your only sixteen. You need to slow down!"

He once again bent over in laughter at his wise cracking at her, to think that some one so young could already be suc ha big slut. He had fucked a lot of women but no where near in the hundreds! And he had lived eight hundred years! When you talk about mega whore she was the biggest and badest of them all. She was lucky she was a were-swan or she'd have enough dieases to pass onto all of New York and the rest of her world dam. He was gonna have fun fucking with her tonight, and not the good fucking either.

"Thats why I love you Strawberry, always making me laugh."

He laughed a little more, holding onto his stomach, and finally he stopped. Wiping a tear away from his eye as he let out a few more laughs. Finally stopping completely and rubbing his stomach since it hurt now to laugh since he laughed so hard.

[strawberry]

Strawberry tried to keep her face as emotionless as possible as Samael started to laugh. But she never learned to hide her emotions. Cruel. That was the one word that came to mind. His laughter was cruel. Why did guys get a slap on the back when they slept with loads of women but turn the glove on the other hand? And women got called a slut. She clutched her hands and they each formed two fists. What was she going to do? Punch him. He knew she wouldn't. She knew she wouldn't.

"Go turn yourself Samael! Get the hell out of my room!"

Her face was turning red as red as a strawberry. She did what she had to do to survive in the streets with her sister. Did no one understand? She did what she had to do to protect Raspberry, but no, Raspberry blamed her for leaving her. Strawberry wanted to slap her! The nights had always been cold on the streets and they had never been alone. If she didn't go to the guys then they would have come to her, both of them, and it would not have been fun, neither of course was going to them fun. She knew that this vampire wanted her to get pissed off. Did he want to have an excuse to stick her in the torture room again? Well she wasn't going to give him one.

[Samael]

oh ho ho! She bent her hands into fists and it amused him so. That she told him to go turn himself and get the hell out of her room. Her face turning to the tint of a the redest strawberry he had ever seen. Ha ha ha, her name was Strawberry and that was the color of her face! How amusing was that? With that he stood up and grabbed Strawberry by her head of hair. Pulling her up to her feet as he stood there, a smile curled on his face as he put a hand on either side of his head.

"What is the little were-swan gonna do to ole old Samael? Is the little were-swan gonna honk Samael in the face? I dare you to punch me right here in my face. I gurantee you, you will break your hand from hitting me. it will feel like concrete you dumb bitch. And oh! I called little were-swan a whore, a slut, a prostitue. Call me some names! Come on you know you want too. Call me a man whore, I will take pleasure in being called that."

Samael was merely three feet from her barking these words right into her face. He wanted her to get pissed off and try to hurt him. Really he did, and he knew if she even went for a low blow such as the balls, his hand would catch her hand, and he'd break her wrist with out a second thought, and if it was her leg? Oh he would then just switch it up and break her leg instead. Dam, he loved his slaves, so.. so.... non-listening and enjoyable.

[strawberry]

Strawberry didn't utter out a scream when Samael pulled her by the hair. Of course it was painful but there were all sorts of other types of pain she could be feeling instead. If the man wanted to he could decapitate her head with a single slap. If he wanted to then he was more than welcome to. It would put her out of her misery and put some into Raspberry.

"You can call me whatever you like. Your words don't hurt me. Whore? Slut? Prostitute? I'm all those things. I don't feel any shame. The only shame I feel is being brought here and being kidnapped by you. And I know I'm defenseless. I'm a freaking Swan! I can't do anything to you. Nothing. So either snap my neck or leave me alone, I suggest the first. I don't think you're a man whore at all. I mean where are the other women? Or should I say young girls? Where are they at? Oh yes. Besides Rasp and myself and you, if dead vampires count as people, we're completely alone! I wonder why's that? No one good enough for you. Or no one thought you good enough for them!"

Strawberry wasn't going to get pissed off like before. Only Raspberry could piss her off enough to make her actually slit her throat. And Strawberry had done a lot of thinking in her swan form. She didn't really want to die but she didn't want to stay here with Samael and her sister either. She was grinning now. She was showing Samael that she wasn't being so submissive now. She expected to get slapped or worse for her comments.

[Samael]

Samaell pulled out a cig and lighted it. While he gave her a light push to push her back down on her bed. A smile poping up on his space that he couldn't get her mad, but he was gonna make her a proposition. If she wanted to leave, she could leave but the only way she was gonna leave his way. She would only leave his way, and no other way.

"Do you want to leave? Then all you got to do is strip naked, take off all the jewerly I bought you, and walk several miles from here in the blistering, cold, wind, and snow. You can leave after the moon is no longer full so you are in your human form the entire time. Now I offered you to leave right now. If you want to leave, then leave, but your walking out of here with nothing. Just like you came here with nothing, you will leave the same way."

A smile arouse to his face as he took the cig from his lips and blew a puff of smoke in her direction. Turning around on the heel of his foot he walked right out her door and closed it behind him. Yes yes yes, if she left she would surely die. She couldn't make it several miles in the blistering, wind, and snow. It wasn't windy or snowy at the moment, but Samael could think it and want it in a second. She'd never make it if she left, never.

[strawberry]

"Do I have your word. Your word that if I strip naked and leave with nothing that I will never see you ever again?"

Strawberry really didn't know where she was in terms of location. She knew that she was somewhere in New York, it was only reasonable to think that. How far would other houses be? She had been sitting out of the window when they drove up to the place, she may be able to find her way out. And then of course someone would give her clothes to wear.

Strawberry didn't need any money the lord knew she could pickpocket. In non sexual terms, Strawberry was very good with her hands. She and Raspberry always frequented the airport where she could pickpocket to her hearts delight from strangers she would never see again. She could remember almost making one thousand dollars in one day. She told herself that the people she stole from could afford to live without that money because they were quite wealthy.

[Samael]

"You got over ten miles, in the blistering cold wind. With snow past your ankles. It is not the full moon so you cannot change to your swan form, and even if you did you could not fly in such winds. And yes you will never see me again Strawberry. So do you want to leave knowing the circumstances of what is to come? Nude in the blistering wind, cold, and snow?"

It started to blizzard outside of the complex and she could not hear the wind swishing around hard as could be. While he had stopped at her door and turned around, blowing out another puff of smoke. A smile still on his face that he would soon offer Raspberry the same thing, and he knew that she wouldn't take it. Although little did Strawberry know before she left he would beat her around a little bit. Everything wasn't as it always seemed, and just to make it even worse. He would have friends of different species in the future mess with her.

[strawberry]

"Then I will take the deal. No cold has ever been too cold for me. I enjoy the snow."

And did Strawberry mention that she could walk and run long distances? Being a shifter meant that her body was naturally warm and during a jog she would be toasty as if she had clothing on and fur coats. If Samael had pried more into her mind he would have known that. But all he could see was the sexual things. But she planned to leave the state after this, without her beloved sister. She had looked after her enough, let Samael take care of her.

Without another word or thought, since Strawberry cleared her mind, she pulled off her clothing. Her shirt was the first to go and then her bra and pants. Strawberry never liked clothing anyways. She wasn't wearing any jewelry. Though she wondered what happened to the clothing she came here in. She turned around to head for the door before she paused and turned to Samael.

"By the way. I came here with one grand. Feel free to keep it."

[Mwahaha. Free.]

[Samael]

"You must think I'm that stupid. You make me laugh Strawberry really. Did you think I would let you off that easily? I love how your so young and still so naive.."

He pushed her to the ground and hit her a few times, just a few. Then he had flipped himself and with the next hit a crunch would be heard and a sharp pain would go through her body. Samael broke her right ankle, and hit her leg a few other times to make it sore. While he then grabbed her by the neck, carried her out that way through the three doors and up into the old house. Then he threw her body right into the snow which she sunk deep into because of her hotter body temperature. Although the wind was whipping hard, snow was falling even harder, and you couldn't see a foot in front of you.

"I lived for eight hundred years, and I hate were-wolves. I am not stupid Strawberry, now enjoy your 'run' back with your crooked foot and your bruised leg. Your free Strawberry yoru freee. Enjoy it while it lasts, for I am sure you will be back. Love you Strawberry, you still make me laugh. Ha ha ha ha."

He turned around and walked back to the triple doors. She was free, she was gone. No more time for her to be here, she had a broken ankle, a burised leg. Samael was done with her tada.

[strawberry]

"Vampires are bastards!"

Strawberry laid out in the snow bruised and with a broken ankle. Not that she had much pride she was bruised mentally of course. Vampires were like demons, she should have known he would have hurt her. The doors closed behind Samael, she heard them, and she still sunk in the snow till she reached the ground. She closed her eyes as she debated what to do. But she wouldn't swallow her pride and pound on the door, asking to come inside.

"You'll never see me again you leech! NEVER! FUCK YOU!"

Slowly she stood up, the bruising was bad but she could walk. She laughed to herself at the own joke she created in her mind. A twisted ankle would need to be iced and here she had tons of snow at her beck and call. It was then that she saw a large heap of snow. Was that the truck? It was. She wandered to it and began to wipe away the snow hoping she was wiping away the passengers side. She was. When she was semi-done, she punched the window and climbed inside, ignoring the glass meeting her skin. If she could hotwire the thing she could at least turn on some hot air. Samael probably wasn't watching her right now, figuring her to lie in the snow for a few more hours before pounding on the door, begging to be let in.