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Part 2 of Capture
 Crimson:  Evening slave
 Satanica:  ::slaps him and crosses her arms as she turns her back to him::  
 Crimson:  ::smiles and <w>:: I'm pleased........still wearing my kolar?
 Satanica:  ::not looking to him:: why dont you just get it off me and all in the world will be ok  
 Crimson:  Why dont you turn around and look at me!
 Satanica:  I rather not cause the lock is in the back  
 Crimson:  Suit yourself........then It shall remain
 Satanica:  ::she looks to him:: excuse me?  
 Crimson:  ::looks into her firery eyes::  <w> Stunning
 Satanica:  ::glears at him and growls, again she slaps him:: get it off
 Crimson:  ::slaps her back:: Not yet
 Satanica:  ::gasps as she winces, softly rubbing her cheek as she looks to him:: why?
 Crimson:  ::lifts her chin and looks into her eyes::  Your very beautiful when your angry
 Satanica:  dont start with me ::knees him in the groin and shoves him away::
 Crimson :  ::bends quickly evading the knee and leans back and backhands her knocking her in the grass::
 Satanica:  ::gasps as she falls to the ground, wincing in pain as a tear softly falls from her eyes::
 Crimson:  ::rubs his nads as the ache pulls at hs stomach::  That will not help you remove that Kolar!
 Satanica:  ::she slowly looks to him from the ground::
 Crimson :  ::steps towards her and grabs hold of her arm and jerks her to her feet::
 Satanica:  :wices as he jerks her by the arms forcing her to stand::
 Crimson :  I have aloud you much leeway,more then I would a free Woman! Dont.......test me again!
 Satanica:  ::she rubs her arm as she glears at him::
 Crimson:  ::his fingers grab a clump of her hair as he yanks her head back and crushes his mouth hard agsint hers ravaging her soft lips savagely with a deep hungering kiss::
 Satanica:  ::her mouth gets forced open, a few tears fall from her eyes and she trys to push him away from her, figuring only thing left to do is knee him again, her head hearts a bit as she does knee him in the groin onch more::
 Crimson :  ::breaking the kiss he backhands her brutily as he curls over clutching his groin::
 Satanica:  ::she again falls to the floor, crying softly as she bit her tounge a bit from the force, she slowly rises to her feet, somewhat sore she manages to stand, slowly walking away:::
 Crimson :  ::he stumbles as his eyes darken with death and reaches fro his sword, sliding it from the scabard::
 Satanica:  ::she turns to him as she triped, falling to ther ground she looks back to him, gasping as she curls up covering her head:: please dont
 Crimson:  ::he stumbles towards her presses the point agsint her slender throat and <w> between grinding teeth::  Why should I let you live?
 Satanica:  ::soft tears fall from her eyes as she slowly looks to him::
 Crimson :  ::growls::   WHY!!!!!!!!!
 Satanica:  ::softly wispers:: cause of my looks?
 Crimson :  ::his eyes burn with fire as he devoures her flesh with his eyes and feels them dim like a smoking wic as a smile forms at the corner of his mouth:
 Satanica:  ::watches him::
 Crimson :  ::entranced by her beauty, he stares at her::
 Satanica:  ::she slowly moves the sword away from her::
 Crimson :  ::he growls and presses it back agisnt her soft skin:: Dont........move!
 Satanica:  please, ::watches him::
 Crimson:  ::he presses the steel slightly harder::
 Satanica:  ::swallows softly and closes her yes as a tear falls from the corner of it, as she lays there barly moving::
 Crimson :  ::he growls with a piercing roar and lifting the sword he slams it deep in the ground agsint her neck::
 Satanica:  ::she looks slowly to the sword almost cutting at her neck as she faitns::
 Crimson :  ::he looks down at her breathing heavily though fliared nostrils never seeing her more beautiful::
 Satanica:  ::laying there being fainted::
 Crimson :  ::he lifts her in his arms as her head falls agsint his chest and carries her towards an old tree stump::
 Satanica:  ::she softly breathes::
 Crimson :  ::he sits down and holds her tenderly as he touches her cheek with the back of his hand::  
 Satanica:  ::she slowly wakes up::
 Crimson:  ::he watches her as if remembering everything about her::
 Satanica:  ::she softly moans as wakens::
 Crimson :  ::her soft moan soothes his soul as he watches her awake as if morning::
 Satanica:  ::she slowly looks to him and wakens more, moving away from him:: leave me alone
 Crimson:  ::growls and grabs her arm and pulls her draping her over his lap and his arms grips her like steel::
 Satanica:  ::gasps, she trys to pull away::
 Crimson:  ::he yanks down her britches exposing her sweet arse and lifting his hand high, he brings it down hard agsint her soft skin as it stings his hand::
 Satanica:  ::winces as she trys to jerk away from him::
 Crimson :  ::his nostrils falre as again his hand stigs the tender flesh leaving a bright hand print::
 Satanica:  ::screams as she softly crys:: please let me go, please, i beg of you  
 Crimson:  ::he holds her tightly as agasint his hand falls on her frim cheeks::
 Satanica:  ::she jerks and squirms, pleading to let her go::  
 Crimson:  :again and again, relentlesly his hand cracks loud agsint her arse::
 Satanica:  ::her legs kick as she moves her hand aginst her arse to cover it::  
 Crimson:  ::he grabs her hand and pulls her arm up behind her back and continues spanking her:: Are you going to treat me as your Lord?
 Satanica:  growls and crys, peading and begging for her life:: please let me go, please
 Crimson :  ::again his hand cracks agsint her are::  Answer me!
 Satanica:  yes, ::crys softly:: just please let me go
 Crimson:  ::he lowers his hand and rubs her burning welts:: <w> Why dont I believe you?
 Satanica:  cause your a scumbag ::wiping the tears away::
 Crimson:  ::laughs as he holds her across his lap::  Never been called that before
 Satanica:  please let me go
 Crimson :  Mmmmmm nice arse
Satanica:  ::she covers it with her hands::
 Crimson:  <w> Do you hate men?
 Satanica:  yes
 Crimson:  Why?
 Satanica:  cause, they are scum and never help women out for any reason
 Crimson :  Thats a lie
 Satanica:  ::she trys to jerk herself off his lap::  
 Crimson:  You have no idea the Man that holds you......::holds her still::
 Satanica:  ::growls at him::
 Crimson :  For he understands and is enchanted by a Woman
 Satanica:  LET GO OF ME!!! ::she screams at him::
 Crimson:  ::growls and swats her hard on the arse::
 Satanica:  ouch!
 Crimson:  <w> Dont scream at me, Now, you wish to be released? And that kolar you want removed
 Satanica:  yes yes yes
 Crimson:  Remove your hands
 Satanica:  ::slowly removes her hand::  
 Crimson :  ::reachs pulling up her britches::
 Satanica:  ::watches him::  
 Crimson :  ::releases his grip:: Kneel with your back to me
 Satanica:  ::slowly kneels and turns her back to him::  
 Crimson :  Lift your hair
 Satanica:  ::she lifts her long hair up::
 Crimson :  ::he reaches holding the kolar and plants a tenderkiss at the back of her neck: <w> Yuo will never forget that kiss ::the tumblers turn and click thrice as it snaps open:: ::stands attaching the kolar to his belt and walks towards his sword:: ::he pulls it from the ground and wipes off the blade:: ::sheaths it and walks towards the forest and fades in the distance without a word::