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I live to Serve I serve to Live	By : flamekaat Category: +G through L > Legacy of Kain Views: 1829 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I live to Serve I serve to Live
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 9
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Previous Chapter

Kain and Raziel agreed to Lianne�s request that she be allowed to attend the party in her honor being held by the humans. "They would be concerned should you not." Kain agreed. Then she calmly re-dressed herself in her plain skirt and blouse that her mother had given her before she ever met Raziel. Her mother arched her brow at her daughter but Lianne decided that she should not be told. Raziel agreed with her assessment of the situation.

"She would hold herself accountable since she thinks that she �convinced� me to seek vengeance. Truth be known I told her so she would give me justification for what I already planned to do. " Lianne said as he walked with her towards the edge of the camp. She had not imbibed from the steady stream of alcoholic drinks that had been handed out at the party and, in another example of her bottomless courage, was going stone cold sober into the embrace of Dumah. She had promised herself that she wouldn�t beg her Lord for an out. The rules had been plain and she had violated them.

"Lianne, please do not be angry at me for this. Truly I can not get you out of this one." Lord Raziel informed her. He seemed sorrowful so she did what she could to ease his sadness.

"I will not die from it my Lord, and I hold only myself to blame. Myself and the Serafin are the party�s holding the bag on this surprisingly successful fiasco. So worry not, a week and I will be back. Tired and most likely worn to a nub but I will survive and come back from this stronger then I was before." Then she stopped in her tracks because Blizzerren was standing in her way. "Bye, bye Blizzerren. You did a good job of guarding me boy. Good Dog." She said with sadness.

Raziel pulled back and allowed Blizzerren to walk her to his brothers flying beast. He did not wish for his younger sibling or his mistress to see his tears. "Why do you go away Lianne-Human?" Blizzerren asked in her thoughts. The canine vampire had proved his extraordinary nature several dozen times since she had first encountered him. His mental voice only mildly shocked her.

"I am leaving because I got myself in trouble with Raziel and Kain. They are sending me to Lord Dumah to be punished." Her answering thought came. His growl, low in the throat, and very unfriendly looked to cause her next lover some discomfort. "Why Raziel-Master allow other to punish Lianne-Human? You are his mate! If you were bad then he should punish!" he disagreed. "I think it�s because Raziel hasn�t the heart to make her regret her sins Dog. I have sworn to do nothing permanent so don�t get so worked up. After all she is only human!" Dumah answered aloud the question of the great dog.

Lianne found her fury rising at being referred to as �only� human. She used magic to levitate herself up to Lord Dumah�s eye level. She glared at him with heated malice. He glared back with a different kind of heat and she sighed in exasperation. "I am sure you are trembling with anticipation Lord Dumah. I believe that the saying sooner begun sooner done applies. Let us depart." She said politely.

"You have courage to spare little one. I will give you that." The vampire giant said. He was eight feet tall and utterly lethal to the core. Whisperings of his perversions being beyond any other of his kind had reached even her sheltered ears. Now she was being taken to that self-same dreaded den of iniquity. He was also hugely muscled in the way of all who had done their early arms training in one of the knightly orders.

She contemplated the �Beastly Creature� as Peter the elder had called him and decided that she was going to play the game her way. She looked him over thoroughly recognizing what no other person probably took the time to once they saw how huge he was. Lord Dumah was actually handsome. "Mayhap this won�t be so bad after all. I promise to not tell my father and brother if you won�t." Dumah whispered in delighted glee.

The other Dumabim mounted similar beasts and they took off as a flight into the night sky. She saw Jethro and Lemoche staring at her across the empty air from their beasts. She gave them a upraised thump sign and went back to snuggling close to Lord Dumah for warmth. She was pleased to see that both men she had handed over to them seemed to be seated in front of them and in very little discomfort. The young knight even had a smile on his face.

"I am told you gave those Serafin to my children." Dumah stated somewhat warmly. "They earned a reward. I figured that since those were what they wanted those were what they should get. I hope you don�t mind to terribly." Lianne replied. He started to chuckle and then to laugh.

They arrived at the fortress of Dumah�s clan few short hours after they left the battle fields. Dumah had pushed the beasts to their limits to see that Lianne was secured within before his relatives could change their minds. She smirked at him, intent for the moment to enjoy her �punishment� as fully as could be managed. He was impressed by how she turned all events to her advantage. Lianne would ether convince people to do what she wanted or just accept and move on. Nothing harmful seemed to touch her.

He entered his throne room where he held all entertainment functions and the few fledges who he had considered to young to fight rose from their cushions and bowed. He nodded in acknowledgement and then said in his ordinary un-angry tone of command "Get out now children I wish to be alone with my treat." The turned and fled quickly but with the appropriate bows to him that would keep them from getting punished.

Dumah set Lianne on her feet and commanded her to strip off her garments. He had hoped that she would go slowly enough to give him cause to shred them but she stripped speedily. He was profoundly glad when she turned and faced him. he had never seen such a perfect female form before. Her �the world is mine and you just don�t know it yet,� smirk also added immensely to her allure.

He scooped her up again and put her on the long golden satin covered cushion. He placed one large knee on her back to keep her from rolling over and began to fasten the restraints around her wrists. "This is for your own safety you understand. I don�t want you flailing about and getting yourself hurt. That and struggling would ruin my control and I might seriously hurt you also." He informed her as he tied the silk sashes about each of her delicate limbs.

Lianne looked to her side and realized that the entire alcove behind his ruling seat was mirrored. The ancient legend that vampires could not see their reflection nor could any other being proved false. She watched with amusement as he secured her in his little love nest. He looked up when he realized she was watching him through the mirror. When their eyes met it was electric. His eager fanged grin as he stripped off his own clothing brought a smile to her face, not her ordinary smirk but a genuine smile.

When she felt his tongue tracing the delicate shell of her ear she trembled. He loved it when they trembled. Of all the various reactions he received trembling was the one that set his blood afire. Trembling said �prey� and �victim� loudly to his mind and that is one thing guaranteed to get under a vampire�s skin.

She trembled not in fear but with burning desire. Dumah could taste it in the flavor of her skin. He moaned deep in his chest and then sank his fangs into her pale white throat. Her soft cry, neither pleasure nor pain but a cross between them made his already straining organ grow even harder. As he pulled on the nectar of her veins she writhed beneath him.

Dumah finished his drink, and knew now her soul. Her love for his eldest brother shone bright. For his father and Rahab she held a less unbounded but like affection. He was astonished to find that he had already attained an equal seat with his maker and swimming brother.

She arched against him, begging to be taken. Such was the effect of his intimate tasting. It was far more extreme then had she gone cold into his embrace. Lianne had already wanted him and this made the burning passion all the more intense.

He slid back down and aligned their bodies. Lianne sighed in ecstasy as he slowly worked his shaft inside her. He was so thick that it took him a full minute to force it all the way in. Dumah rested their for a quarter of an hour. Allowing Lianne to become accustomed to the feeling of him within her.

Far away in Kain�s quarters Raziel and Kain sat gloomily regarding the wall that was between them and sight of Dumah�s territory. "He used the fangs of desire Father." Raziel commented. "Did he indeed? Lianne will enjoy this �punishment� more then I thought then. The fangs wear off in time, but it will take a week at the very least. For that time whenever his attention turns to her she will become ready at his will." Kain told his eldest son. Great had been his disappointment when Raziel had manifested none of the fang effects. Desire he had thought at least would come to his son in time, but when Dumah had shown that his was that fang Kain despaired of Raziel ever getting one.

"Good then. I would not be pleased were she miserable in Dumah�s company. Being separated from her kin and ourselves should be punishment enough without poor treatment being heaped on her by my brother." Raziel commented absently. Kain arched a brow at his somewhat dazed son. Raziel came to his side and sat down. He reached out and touched his maker. The sensations that were backlashing along the link between Raziel and Lianne were unbelievable. Kain watched through the link as Dumah took Lianne with savage thrusts that well could have done her injury had he not lain her out on that cushion first.

"Apparently we have not given my brother enough credit father. He has inherited just as many of your lesser gifts as the rest of us." Raziel said merrily, his grin a broad one. "You wouldn�t mind if I�" Kain said. "Not if I can too." Raziel replied. "But lock the doors first." He added. Kain made a gesture at each of the portals, fusing door and wall in a way that was even better then locking.

The two of them sat down back to back on a small stool. Then once the contact between them was firm, allowing the link to be felt by Kain as well as Raziel they both freed their straining manhoods from their breeches and took them in hand.

Back in the stronghold of Dumah, through the fangs of desire Dumah sensed what his brother and father were up to. With an amused grin he decided he would give them quite the show. Reaching back behind him he gathered the silken cords in his hands and pulled. The knots had been tied in such a way as to give at a tug. Her legs now free he was going to pull out and flip the woman over. She looked at him and the mirror and asked softly, "On my back now?"

He nodded then watched in wonder as she contorted herself about until she rested on her back, and never once had she moved off his shaft. Her double jointedness had surprised him, but the sight of her breasts, pushed up as they were by her arms being stretched above her head, made him moan. The grin was back too. She knew the effect she had on every male above the age of ten. And though she seldom used it for anything but good she definitely knew how to use it!

Three days had passed in her term of �punishment� when she finally got released to take a bath. Dumah had kept her tied up except for short trips to he lavatory for that entire time. To make up for it though he had fed her himself and taken excellent care of her. On the way back she saw Lemoche and Jethro talking in a corridor. She waved, but didn�t stop as she had a feeling Lord Dumah might spank her for tardiness.

Upon returning from her bath Lianne seemed radiant. "Would you care for something to eat?" He offered. He had to keep his mind off what he would like to spend the remaining four days doing, otherwise she would pick up on it. Then the inflaming sense of her longing would make his worse and his kindle hers until they were both behaving ridiculously with desire. She knew this also and she sat down at his feet with some fruit in her hands, taking herself out of his direct line of sight.

"Good Lianne. You learn quickly." He said with a slight grin curving the corners of his mouth. Once she finished the food he was going to take her again, and he allowed this knowledge to flow along the link established by the fangs. She turned around and looked up at him. "Beast you are, but not a wicked one, merely a randy one." She said with a soft chuckle. His laughter echoed through the hall making those fledges nearby smile in their turns. So long had it been since their father had laughed, so very, very long.

The next day a new facet of punishment was revealed to her. "Sorry Lianne but �punishment� by definition requires some pain. I have excellent control and will as I vowed to my brother not do anything permanent." He said. A set of chains came tumbling down from the shadow concealed beams that held up the heavy stone ceiling. Then Jethro jumped from somewhere up there and landed beside her. "Thanks for my toy, he�s finally starting to behave." He whispered in her ear and then he was gone.

Dumah bound her wrists in the dangling cuffs, and locked them. Then he turned the crank on a winch over on one of the nearby columns that pulled her up into the air until she was standing on her tiptoes with her arms stretched above her head as far as they would go. Then he gave the crank another turn of its ancient metal handle and she was off the floor. Once that was done he undid the buttons of her shift and pulled it off her. It was one that was designed to come off in two pieces but still cater to her modesty a bit. Lord Dumah had brought it in when she had mentioned how cold she was in between bouts of his attention.

Once she was naked to his sight she noticed that he wasn�t reacting. She sensed him out through the bond of the fangs only to find that the doors between them had been closed. "Raziel cannot close the link between you, so he cannot be the one to punish you otherwise at your first hint of pain he would cease. I on the other hand have the ability to close this link while it exists then reopen it again as I desire to. Also if I hurt you to severely in this the extra agony will break down the barrier and make me stop." He explained as he removed several of what had to be implements of torture!

Lianne knew her part in this little drama was to feel pain and learn obedience thereby. However she had to speak up when he picked up a whip and made several tentative movements with it. "Whips leave scars Lord Dumah and you said nothing permanent." She reminded him. "Then what do you suggest I use to beat you with Lianne if not the whip? What thing will not leave scars?" he asked. "Lord Dumah I am surprised at you! One of your advanced years not knowing that a good green switch will bring welts and then bruises but no scars. Obviously somebody forgot what they spanked him with when he was but a child." She teased.

He smirked and called Jethro in again. "Go cut a willow switch or some other pliable green wood Jethro. After all I promised my brother not to ruin his property." He commanded with a slight chuckle. Jethro was not paying attention however. The sight of her naked flesh had hypnotized him utterly.

When Dumah realized this he went to the young vampire and broke his eye contact with her nude form. He was laughing hard now. So hard that he had tears the color of blood running down his cheeks. "I sympathize with thine plight my dear son. Never have you beheld a woman beautiful enough to turn you from men before and like as not you won�t again, but the switch now and then before I use it I will allow you to look your fill." Dumah promised Jethro. "My brother � might he look as well?" The young vamp asked.

"Since you are twins I will allow it. I would not wish to break the endearing custom you two have of sharing all your life�s experiences." Dumah agreed. Then he continued to chuckle as Jethro sprinted off, running fast even for a vampire.

"Such an amusing boy don�t you think?" Dumah asked as her crossed back and contemplated his box of utensils. "I suppose so but I also found him to be most useful and clever." Lianne replied. He smiled as he heard the sound of his son�s returning. The twins walked in and Jethro dropped a small bundle of long green switches. He also set down a small jar or some sort. The jar was clear and showed it�s contents well. The green tinged white ointment was one familiar to Lianne. The herbwife in the village made something just like it.

"And what is this stuff my son?" Jethro gestured at his brother who stepped forward to answer the question. "It is an all purpose salve that further prevents scarring on those of a more tender skin type. The healing woman in the human conclave made it and sent it up when she heard of the reason for Lianne�s visit." Lemoche finally looked her way and his eyebrows went up to his hairline.

"So you weren�t kidding brother dear. No surprise since you and I cannot lie to one another anymore. Madam is indeed a beauty beyond comprehension!" Lemoche spoke this last to her. Despite her awkward position Lianne managed a courtly nod. Lemoche laughed and both brothers bowed and backed out of the room leaving her with Dumah.

The next morning He let her down from the chains. The welts from the switches, which Dumah had used by the fistful, had indeed turned to bruises all around her back and buttocks. They didn�t stop there though, the ends of the long streaks curling their ends around her ribs and thighs. His control had been excellent though and they had not left a mark on her breasts of which she knew him to be particularly fond.

She had been surprised only once when he had called the twins back in late in the evening, about three hours before dawn. He had enjoyed their reactions before he had made them an astonishing offer.

"You gentlemen may play with the lady if you feel so inclined. Be gentle though she has been beaten rather severely and I will be held accountable for every mark that lasts on her snowy flesh." He reminded them and then with a chuckle in his throat he left them alone with her. Lianne had not been upset when they had lowered her to the point that she could stand on her tip toes. It took a great deal of the strain off of her arms. She sighed in relief. They had pleasured her as only twins can doing everything in sync until near unto dawn.

Vampires of the younger set still slept as did some of the most powerful though the black smoke belched out of the smokestacks didn�t allow much sunlight to filter down into the sanctuary and clan territory areas. It was then that the two well endowed sons of Dumah had left her with soft kisses and whispered words of adoration and thanks. Thus she had been so drunk on vampire-created pleasure that she had not felt her aches again until well towards night of that day. As if she had been punished enough in his eyes Lord Dumah filled the rest of her days with him with an endless parade of pleasures. Good foods and fine wines and increasingly tender passion. She knew as he did that once separated they would be a very long time if ever before they could share each other�s company again.

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