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Post by Bela Angelique Talbot on Jul 17, 2013 4:41:07 GMT -6
She smoothed her mouse brown hair gently; its curls giving her an old world look as she tried to figure out why she’d been pulled out of the area of hell she was in and told to bathe, and dress. She’d been afforded every luxury, even having someone take care of her bruised and battered body so that it was healed. She worked on her makeup herself, not wanting someone else to do it and actually relishing being pain free.
That didn’t mean she was relieved completely, this spa day was going to cost her and she knew it. What she couldn’t figure out was why all the build up? If she was just going to be tortured why bother with dressing her up? She slipped on the only shoes available, a pair of sandals that looked like they had no bottom and were just foot decoration. The kind of thing that slaves in harems might wear. Pretty, but completely impractical when trying to escape. Was that what this was about? She wore an evening dress that was more flirty then downright sex. As if it hinted at what lay underneath rather than blatantly showing it. That confused her too. Hell was not a place where the condemned got to choose who they bedded. The strong overpowered the weak constantly. The idea that someone might actually attempt to seduce her intrigued her. Not that she could stop them if they truly wanted to hurt her or claim her in some fashion.
It was a puzzlement, to quote an old musical. One that almost had Bela asking to be taken back to be tortured rather than face the unknown ahead of her. She knew what awaited her where she had been. Eternal torment might vary in how it was carried out but it was always carried out with due diligence as if Lucifer himself might pop by for a visit and want to see how well his minions were stepping on each other to get ahead. That was the beauty of hell, after a while the victim became a tormentor for the next generation and so forth and so on. It really guaranteed no one left hell without a really good reason to.
Shaking herself a bit she turned after using the only perfume allowed to her, and waited quietly. Eventually she would know who had wanted to speak to her so badly that she was given a reprieve from endless torment. Depending on what they wanted she might just do what they asked for this time away. Seemed like she just had to be patient.
Glancing as the door opened, she looked at the person who entered wide eyed, “Crowley?” she murmured in surprise. Her blue eyes shocked as she stared at the devious being in front of her.
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Post by crowley on Jul 17, 2013 19:32:40 GMT -6
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[/center] It was time for the King of Hell to actually reap some of the benefits of his title. It was time for Crowley to use his power to have some real fun. So when Crowley looked through his log of trapped souls. One name stood out as the perfect candidate for the position. Bela Talbot. She has only been in hell for less then two years, and she has yet to begin torturing others just yet. Bela was the perfect choice for what he had in mind, she was good looking, tortured and probably pretty desperate to get out of the pit.
Crowley had his men set up the room for her. Even gave her some servants to treat her to a nice message and some beauty, after two years in hell, she would need it. The room was set up just for there first meeting. Now all Crowley had to do was work his abilities and arrange for her soul to be dragged out of hell. Since he was the King of Hell, pulling Bela Talbot out of pit was a lot easier then one would expect. Crowley was good like that, or bad, or whatever you wanted to call it.
Crowley looked at it as a reprieve for her. She won't be tortured daily on the rack any more. She won't have to watch as other damned souls tore her body apart just for it to heal and the next day it happening all over again. His offer was one that she probably just wouldn't pass up, and Crowley doubted anyone would blame her if she excepted it. He entered the room and heard the stunned reaction in her voice. Crowley just smirked at her. "Were you expecting the easter bunny?" Crowley asked her with a chuckle.
Whats the point in being the king of hell if you didn't have fun with it, and boy did he plan on having fun with Bela. He approached her slowly, grabbing a stray strand of her hair and twirling it in his fingers gently. "I bet you are wondering what you are doing here?" Crowley asked her with a chuckle. "Well, its simple, I have a little proposition for you." Crowley continued, letting go of the hair and running his hand gently on the side of her cheek, he was probably creeping her out a bit, but that was what he wanted.
"How would you like to get out of hell and stay out of hell?" Crowley asked her with a smile. She would not deny his offer, no matter how seedy it was. "You will be free, free from torture, free from hell... Well, most of the time. The only time you won't be free is when I require you." Crowley spoke to her with a sinister grin. "When I need you to be my love slave." Crowley added. He snapped his fingers and a contract appeared out of thin air. "So, all you have to do is sign on the dotted line." He added.
"Unless you would rather stay in hell of course?" Crowley asked Bela with a smile. He handed the pen to Bela.
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Post by Bela Angelique Talbot on Jul 17, 2013 22:49:31 GMT -6
------------------ [/b]  ------------------[/b] "I've signed contracts and gotten the wrong end of the deal before, My Lord. Forgive me if I'm a bit particular about reading the contract first and asking questions before I sign it. I think most people here forgot to read the fine print..." she said as she took the contract and pen lightly. Setting down the pen for a moment she read over the particulars.
"When you mean "Love Slave" are you meaning that you expect me to be in love with you or just...make sure you enjoy yourself? Because barring your unique tastes I'm sure I could do the latter, at least. Falling in love with you...would definitely take time as I don't know you all that well and reniging on our deal the last time got me dragged to hell the first time."
She looked at him and was honest, "I want to make sure I don't end up back in the pit accidentally. I'm going to assume that you expect ME to be monogamous. That only makes sense, and that getting to know you will take on a more carnal aspect. What I would like, in this contract, is the assurance that you make sure I know the rules. No trapping me in the pit because I didn't know you have a hatred for strawberries and I made the mistake of feeding you some or something like that. If you want to toss me in the pit I know you can but what I want is a promise that you will help me make sure I don't end up back there out of ignorance of your wants and desires. Help me, help you." she said gently to him.
Inwardly she hated it. Every fiber of her being hated the fact she was back in the same situation she'd always been, on her back and helpless to a man who could quite literally make her life a living hell. There was no choice. She'd end up on her back regardless, at least this way she would get the chance to have some freedom.
She held up a hand to accentuate her point, "I realize you can do whatever you like to me. I understand that, but I'd rather not accidentally court your anger. I realize that that may not always be possible and that if you want to string me up and dip me in chocolate and dangle me over an ant hill to get your jollies I'm kind of screwed but I want to make sure I have some assurances before I sign this contract so that I can perform my duties to the best of my abilities.
Notes: LOVE this hehe ;D
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Post by crowley on Jul 18, 2013 23:13:56 GMT -6
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[/center] Crowley smirked at Bela's initial response. "Can't say I blame you, I have to read the contracts I sign too." Crowley told her. Contracts, especially ones involving souls, were tricky, and if you don't read them carefully you are signing your life away. Especially when it came to demons, whom you can not trust as far as you can throw them. Signing a contract with a demon without reading it is the stupidest thing one could do. "Don't worry, I didn't put anything in there about dismemberment." Crowley said to her with a chuckle.
The contract and offer were in fact 100% legit. Though if she felt better reading it over, Crowley wasn't gonna stop her, he had nothing to hide. Crowley chuckled. "Who said anything about love, love? All you got to do is come when I call you and make sure my needs are met. Love is up to you." Crowley told her, he really wasn't looking for the love of his life, he just found himself getting bored more often then not, and having a sex slave, a toy to entertain him seemed like a good way to keep him from going insane with boredom.
Crowley considered her next request carefully. "The only way you will be sent back to the rack is if you break the contract. As in if you don't come when I request you." Crowley told her. "As for monogamy, I don't care who or what you do in your free time, as long as it doesn't keep you from your duties to me. Well, if you start fornicating with my enemies, then I might be a little mad with you." Crowley told Bela truthfully. This was not a mutual relationship, Crowley didn't really care what she did when they were apart, what matters what she does for him when they are together.
Crowley grinned at his next line. "Oh you don't have to worry about that, there will be very little you could do to piss me off enough to send you back. You have my word that you won't be sent back cause you mess up and do something I don't like." Crowley told her, but he couldn't think of anything right now that he wouldn't want her to do to him or for him. Crowley didn't have many dislikes in this department. "Though I do hate strawberries, since you brought them up." Crowley told Bela with a chuckle.
Crowley was getting a little impatient. He just wanted for Bela to sign already. He snapped his fingers and some revisions were made to the contract. "There, the only way you will be sent back to hell is if you fail to come when I require you. Anything that happens when we are apart is fine, anything that happens when we are together would not be held against you if you are ignorant to the situation." Crowley assured her pointing to the new revisions on the contract. He understood her fears, but why would he go through all this trouble to get a harem girl just to send her back in a fit of rage?
"And you don't have to worry, my... desires are not that graphic. I am simple to please sweetheart, and if you require pleasure back, I am always more then willing to give as well as get. I am a generous king of hell after all." Crowley told her honestly, though he didn't know if she would ever really want that from him. "So what do you say love, do you wish to sign it?" Crowley asked her, hoping all her fears were put to rest.
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Post by Bela Angelique Talbot on Jul 19, 2013 0:08:41 GMT -6
------------------ [/b] ------------------[/b] She nodded her head gently and read over the contract. Not so slowly as to annoy him but enough to make sure there wasn't any surprises there. Her hair caressed her face as she leaned forward to read the piece of paper. She picked up the pen and twirled it aimlessly a bit as she thought and listened to him. "I'm grateful for that." she murmured softly. She brushed her bangs out of her eyes and then regarded him when he spoke, listening intently as he did so so as not to miss anything.
His cavalier attitude was annoying. White male privilege even in hell. It just went to show you that some things never went away. "Understood she said as she listened to him and allowed him to continue. She did make sure that the picture she presented was attractive, leaning forward ever so slightly as she spoke with him. Subconsciously falling into the role he had planned for her out of self preservation. She figured she could keep him busy if nothing else. It wasn't like she had any illusions about what she was doing. She'd been doing it longer than most people realized. Inwardly, she winced. She didn't want to think about that time. It hurt and did no good to remember. It was burned in her memories. Something Crowley no doubt knew. He'd done his share of digging to find out about her and to find out what she had been through, not that anyone cared here. There was always someone who had it worse. That was the one thing you learned about hell, everyone was fodder and had been hurt and the ones who hurt the most were the ones who were torturing others.
"The only reason I wouldn't come is if someone prevented me from doing so. Which wouldn't be my fault." She said with a gentle shrug. "And your enemies and mine are the same so I cannot see myself fornicating with them, though if they find me they may try to kill me. Fair warning." she said being honest with him, "The Winchesters despise me. They'd probably try to banish me if they got the chance." The dress she wore shimmered in the light of the room they were in. It was almost hard to remember they were in hell but take one step out of this area and she would remember all over again what true pain and degradation was. She never wanted to go back to that again.
The thought of sex with Crowley seemed so tawdry but given what she had done before she had to grant that there were pluses. He was in no way shape or form related to her and he didn't want her to have his child. Sex didn't seem as bad as it could be. "I rather like pleasure so I won't say no to it." she said as she signed the document then passed it to him. "There you go, My Lord." she said with a slow smile. She knew she had no choice in the end and it was just how it was. She took a step towards him, "I assume this is going to be sealed in the usual way?" she said seductively. A purr in her throat as she moved slowly towards him. She signed the paper, she wasn't going to get missish now about the particulars. She had more respect than that. ------------------[/b] [/center] |
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Post by crowley on Jul 19, 2013 19:14:44 GMT -6
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[/center] Crowley was really started to getting annoyed by her by now. Though of course he couldn't blame her for it. She was just dotting her Is and crossing her Ts. She was smart, but anyone with half a mind should be smart enough to read a contract, especially one with the king of hell himself. Demons were tricky little monsters, and if you don't read the fine print, you will get run over in the end. So Crowley figured that he can't say that he blames Bela for reading it carefully, though he did wish she would hurry up already.
In the mean time, Crowley was keeping himself bust imagining all the stuff he was gonna do with Bela. For a demon, Crowley had quite the imagination. Sure he thought of normal every day stuff, but he also had his own kinks that he liked and he would implement with Bela. Not that Crowley had any that were to weird, but he had quite a few. He was a demon after all. Finally she spoke up to him, telling him that the only reason she would not come when he asks her to is if she was captured or in danger.
"Trust me love, no one on my side will put you in danger. Not unless they want to be sent back to hell. However, as the king oh hell you can imagine I have quite a few enemies. If you ever get into trouble, my men will come and get you, and if it is bad enough, I may even come. No one messes with the king of hell and gets away with it." Crowley told her with a chuckle. Not that he really cared about her just yet, but if you mess with the kings toy, then you can expect a lot of pain and discomfort. Just how it was.
"The Winchesters, don't worry about them. They are nothing but a little fly that needs to be swatted. Crowley informed her. He really wasn't in the mood to be discussing his biggest enemies to her right now. Crowley hated those Winchester brothers, though they were useful from time to time, sooner or later, their usefulness with run out and be quite useless to the king of hell. Then and only then will Crowley dispatch of them in whichever manner he see's fit. It will only be to easy.
Bela finally signed the contract and Crowley looked over her signature. Crowley smiled at it. "Everything seems to be in order." He informed her when she purposed sealing the deal in the normal fashion. A smile creeped onto Crowley's lips. "Sure darling, and keep up the My Lord stuff, I must say I quite like the ring to it." Crowley spoke to her. He moved closer to her now, pulling her in for a kiss. Sealing the deal as it were. The first of many kisses hopefully. Crowley smirked evilly as he pulled away, he finally got what he wanted.
"So, what say you and I put this new arrangement to the test?" Crowley spoke to her, wasting very little time in already asking for some favors from his new concubine. Crowley ran his hand through her hair, leading her to the bed and sitting down on the bed. Crowley couldn't lie, he was a little excited about it. It surely was good to be king.
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Post by Bela Angelique Talbot on Jul 21, 2013 20:37:32 GMT -6
------------------ [/b] ------------------[/b] She could see he was growing impatient. His body posture screamed it as she watched him carefully. This did not bode well for her if she delayed too long but she wouldn't put herself at risk because he couldn't wait five minutes. Idly she wondered why he was so excited. He was the king of hell. He could have anyone down here if he truly wanted them. Getting laid wasn't an issue like it was on earth.
That look in his eye was getting more pronounced. There was a part of her that didn't want to know what he was imagining doing to her even as she knew she would have to ask. Or experience it eventually. Bella wasn't too weirded out after all with her life, she had no right to be a prude. Being a prude in hell seemed ridiculous anyway.This place was full of people that gave into their baser desires and she was no exception. She just had to be able to take what he was going to dish out. If she could do that then she might find a way to make this work.
"I understand, My Lord." she said gently with a nod of her head as she listened to his assurences. They soothed her somewhat. She wasn't going to be left behind and that made her feel like she mattered in some sense. She didn't know him well enough to have her feelings hurt. People caring about her was alien to her. "Thank you for taking those worries off my mind, My Lord." she said to his comment about the Winchesters. She didn't want to deal with them unless she had to.
She moved closer to Crowley and felt him embrace her, "I'm glad you approve, My Lord." she closed her eyes as they kissed, relaxing into it and relishing it as the first bit of pleasure she'd had in a very long time. Her body hummed with desire from the pleasure buzz and when he pulled away she paused to catch her breathe.
His suggestion was met with a genuine smile, "Yes, My Lord. Lets hope I get an A+ on this test of yours." she chuckled as they moved into a more intimate situation. Bela had always learned to land on her feet and find the good in any situation and even if she was not as happy as she could be it was a thousand percent better than any of those beings in the pit. One thing was certain, she wasn't going to have to fake her desire to keep her job. She had many reasons to be the best at her new position. ------------------[/b] [/center] |
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Post by crowley on Jul 22, 2013 22:04:31 GMT -6
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[/center] "I am sure you will pass with flying colors darling." Crowley spoke to Bela. Crowley began quickly removing her clothes, yeah they were bought and given to her just for this, but Crowley had quite enough of seeing her in them and wanted to see her out of them. The sight did send chills down his spine as he quickly got to it with her. Not wanting to waste any more time with the beauty.
Fade to Black...
Laying in the spacious bed, the beauty laying on his arm. "It truly is good to be king." Crowley said mostly to himself. He looked at Bela kissing her forehead gently. Crowley didn't do anything to kinky with her, not this time. There will be plenty of time for that stuff, he wanted to see how good she was in general and she didn't disappoint. "You passed love." Crowley informed her. Crowley in this moment knew he made the right choice. Yeah there were buxom babes in hell that he could of summoned, there were even some guys that he wouldn't mind being with, Crowley swung both ways, but Bela, she was the best choice as he knew she would be able to keep up with him.
"I suppose you are quite eager to get out of hell." Crowley said to Bela with a laugh. He snapped his fingers and they disappeared from the bed and reappeared in a new bed on earth. They were in Bela's old apartment in Queens, New York. He smiled at her. "Welcome home, everything has been left how you had it. Even had a few of my men track your cat down." Crowley told her. If there was one thing you could expect from Crowley is that when he made a deal, he kept his word to you. Yeah, she was a sex slave to him. But she would be treated right.
Crowley sat up from bed and started getting dressed. Bela was really one of the best he has ever had, which is saying something. He looked at her as he stood before her, now dressed in his normal suit again. "You can now go and do whatever you want. Want to resume your old life, go for it. Want a new one, that's fine to." Crowley spoke to her opening the drawer and pulling out a red phone and handing it to her. "The only number you can call or get a call from is mine." You ever get in trouble, call me and I will deal with it." Crowley spoke to her.
He sat down on the bed, running his hand through her hair. "I will probably call some time tomorrow. If you want, we can have a real date first. You are not obligated to, but if you feel more comfortable with it and it will help you get in the mood then that's fine. Whatever makes you at your best." Crowley spoke to her, leaning down and kissing her lips once more.
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Post by Bela Angelique Talbot on Jul 23, 2013 4:01:18 GMT -6
------------------ [/b] ------------------[/b] Bela gave herself over to the rush of pleasure she felt at being free for the first time in years. The fact that the situation wasn't ideal didn't matter right now. He was as excited as she was and they undressed each other swiftly with clothes flying everywhere.
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She smiled up at him when he kissed her on the head happily. She had worried in the back of her mind about meeting up to his standards but it was clear from his demeanor that he was pleased. "Thank you, My Lord." she said with a kiss to his shoulder for his praise. She knew that he wasn't one to dole out praise lightly so she took the compliment for what it was, mindful not to get too cocky. That would get her kicked out before she'd barely started.
She did startle at being in her own home. Her eyes were wide as she looked at everything back in its place. She'd expected the place to be rented out and her things auctioned off. As he rose she joined him, padding over to throw on a robe while he spoke with her. He was getting dressed so he wasn't up for a round two this time but she did take the phone and nod, "I'll keep that in mind." looking at it she padded over to her desk with her computer and pulled out a blue tooth pausing a moment to pair the two for future use. She didn't necessarily know if she'd be in a situation where handling a phone would be difficult but a Bluetooth would be that much simpler since she could talk to him quickly and have her hands free. "I'll do my best not to get into trouble." she said simply as she tried to get her bearings.
She purred slightly and leaned into his hand, it felt good to be caressed like that, "I would like that, My Lord." she said gently, inwardly surprised that he would offer her such a kindness as that. Still, if she was going to be wined and dined she wouldn't say no. He was right, it did help her ease into it and soothe her nerves on some levels. She kissed him heatedly, wanting to give him something to remember her by lest he change his mind. Not allowing her focus to shift till he was gone.
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Post by ADMIN ASHLEY on Jul 24, 2013 23:01:52 GMT -6
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