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Subject: Re: Ziaxan Chronicles: Raping Renee
Date: Fri, 03 Apr 2009 23:42:45 -0400
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On Fri, 03 Apr 2009 23:42:06 -0400, The Dark Lord Ziax
<lordziax@gmail.com> wrote:
>On Fri, 12 Dec 2008 00:38:47 -0500, Lord Ziax <lord_ziax@yahoo.com>
>wrote:
>
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>The Paj-Dovek Part 1: Raping Renee
>
>Whenever I rape a new slave, I always love to look into their eyes.
>Tearful or not, there is something about the look they get in their
>eyes. The mix of fear and hatred, lust and revulsion, pain and
>pleasure, simply drives me wild. The knowledge that they are staring
>into the dark depths of my soul, that they are feeling the penetrating
>coldness and powerful fire of my own gaze back at them, is arousing to
>say the least. The smell of fear, the pulsating energy of the
>dala-ki, it fuels me, energizes me, and indeed, brings me to a higher
>level of consciousness. It brings a high like no other. A high that
>I was currently experiencing with Renee.
>
>The actress was proving to be extraordarily resistant, which I was of
>course finding delightful. She had just managed to try and spit at me
>with those gorgeous, large cock sucking lips of her, which prompted me
>to strike her hard across the face, shutting up her protests for the
>time being. I grabbed her by the neck now, standing before her as she
>stood lashed to the wall and ran my free hand up body, admiring her
>curves as she tried to turn her gaze from mine.
>
>"Do you know my dear," I whispered to her, leaning in close, "that the
>Sindarans have no word for 'rape'?" She struggled at the word, her
>body tense and full of sexual energy. "No, well they call this here,
>what I am doing to you my whore," I continued, "they call it Vir-ki
>Paj-dovek." She tried to spit again, and failed, but once again I hit
>her hard, causing her to sob softly. "Vir-ki Paj-dovek," I repeated,
>"means, loosely of course, 'the gift'."
>
>"Well," I continued, elaborating on my slight misrepresentation, "the
>word technically refers to the ritual sex rite which basically for all
>intensive purposes, is rape, but on much more than a physical level.
>So much more..." I let the idea of this sink in to my prey before I
>continued, "Paj-dovek, as it is often called for short, is a mental,
>spiritual and physical rape, a raping of the mind and spirit, a taking
>of your very essence for my own." I could feel her fear increase,
>could feel the power coursing between us. My cock throbbed hungrily
>as I leaned forward to lick her neck. The touch of my lips and tongue
>on her flesh sent waves of pain and pleasure through my victim,
>causing her to tense in her bonds. Meanwhile I ran my hand slowly up
>her long, muscular leg, sliding my hands over the fishnet stockings.
>She whimpered as she felt my touch, writhing in my hands, struggling
>against the bonds which held her lashed to the wall.
>
>Roughly, I tore her dress open, baring her gorgeous tits which I
>groped and licked roughly, as if devouring her, tasting her essence,
>her energy, consuming her spirit. She cried out and struggled, but
>by now she knew she was helpless. Her tits were beautiful, and full
>of power, I feasted on them as I continued to grope at her legs and
>ass, the ritual overtaking me, consuming me, it became about my hunger
>for her and nothing else. Her struggles continued, and indeed
>intensified, but they only served to turn me on, to burn my blood
>further. She also began to scream more, her tough facade breaking
>down.
>
>Groping her tits, I watched her struggle, kicking her legs up,
>writhing against the wall. I had hoisted her so that her legs were
>dangling, her entire weight now on her arms, threatening to pull her
>shoulders out.
>
>"God, please, please," she cried, "let me go, I can't take this... oh
>it hurts.... it hurts, please make it stop..." She was growing
>delirious from pain and fear, and I licked her tits hungrily, feeling
>her nipples harden beneath my hands, following my commands. "Oh god,"
>she moaned again.
>
>I pulled her legs up high, lashing her ankles up into the leather
>straps which hung from the ceiling. She was suspended before me now,
>back to the wall, arms tied up above her head, arms aching from the
>strain. Her legs were pulled upwards and outward, spread wide for me
>by the straps from above. She was quite flexible, and her ability to
>tolerate pain was exceptional.
>
>"Please," she cried, "it hurts... my body, my arms... I am not sure
>how much longer I can handle this."
>
>"There is going to be more pain to come my dear," I told her, "a great
>deal more pain." Her eyes filled with fear, tears falling down her
>face as she hung there, dejected and broken emotionally. Now it was
>time to break her physically. Her hands bound, her legs strapped up,
>she hung from the dungeon as I slammed harder and deeper into her with
>every thrust. She screamed and thrashed as I raped her, her body on
>fire from the powerful energies that were unleashed within her by the
>ritual sex. I held her pinned to the wall by her neck, not enough to
>strangle her but enough to increase her fear. Now she was screaming
>and thrashing, mouth gurgling in fear as she was raped brutally by my
>cock.
>
>Harder and deeper I raped the actress turned rape slut, her strong,
>well muscled body pushed to the limit. She hung there helpless,
>writhing, shaking, as I raped her with such an intense power she began
>to have seizures from the onslaught. Her body was crying out, unable
>to withstand the power of the ritual, rejecting the energy I was
>infusing into her. She was burning inside and out as I fucked her to
>death.
>
>For hours I raped Renee, abusing her verbally and physically, although
>she was no longer in any shape to protest. Again she seized, eyes
>rolling back, head slamming against the wall as her body shook in it's
>bonds, her shoulders nearly dislocated from the thrashing. By that
>point I was intoxicated from the ritual fucking, from the brutal
>raping. I had claimed her energy from her and it was making me high.
>I would fuck her to death, and then bring her back through the power
>of the d'ala-ki... reborn as Sindaran.
>
>Soon, she was unconscious. My writhing, pulsating shaft grew hard and
>wild inside her as I crushed her helpless, now limp body against the
>wall. Her head slammed against the wall with each thrust as she hang
>there like a limp puppet. Her energy gone, all claimed by me, her
>life nearly gone.... and then I came.
>
>As my cum gushed into her cunt, her head flew back and eyes open wide.
>She screamed silently as the hot seed filled her, burning inside, but
>bringing her new life. Once again her body shook and she seized as
>she was reborn through my seed, through my power.
>
>I came what seemed like gallons into her cunt, and indeed it was
>dripping from her pussy as I finished my final thrusts. Exhausted,
>but powerful, the new energy coursing through my veins, I stepped
>back. She was alive, but nearly unconscious, her head falling to one
>side as she drooled from her mouth.
>
>Who knew what sort of shape she'd be in when she awoke, but her body
>was all I needed, and I would use it again. In the meantime I let my
>servants cut her down and clean her up. I smiled, knowing I'd rape
>her again soon.