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| Entry tags: | katharyn baudelaire, ✘: thaddeus pozzi |
Who: Kate & Thad
When: (backdated) April 10, Sunday Night
Where: Pain therapy
Rating/Warnings Violence, Blood, Pain, etc
Status: Complete
Pain is my Escape
When: (backdated) April 10, Sunday Night
Where: Pain therapy
Rating/Warnings Violence, Blood, Pain, etc
Status: Complete
Pain is my Escape
After his meeting with Gray, Thad left the bar feeling like he at least had a little more information other than don’t sniff people or his dick stuff. There was a lot to take in though and he wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about all of it. Thankfully with Seth’s help, he had been pointed in the right direction when it came to a replacement for his antidepressants and anxiety medications. That had helped a bit. At least taken the edge off.
But there was still that early raging on within his mind. Everything that had transpired of late. Being bitten and turned to begin with. Finding out about the existence of a whole world that he had no idea existed beyond the pages of fantasy books. Hearing his foster mothers voice in the grocery store had most definitely stirred up a lot of issues. And then having some stranger be able to read his mind and find out all of his secrets, made it even worse.
He needed an escape and Kate had promised to provide just that. So he was pleased and a little relieved to see the woman waiting in the parking lot for him as he came out of the bar. Thad followed her without hesitation and let her drive so he could go over the do’s and don’t’s for himself. He went over how she needed to put her hair up, not to praise him, not to hold him down with her body or someone else’s body. Restraints were fine. Not that he expected to fall asleep there, but he went ahead and told her to never wake him up with sex. Once he covered all of his triggers, he let her know that he did in fact enjoy pain. Not only did it help him get out of his own head but it actually turned him on.
By the time they reached their destination, all areas had been covered. A safe word in place. And once inside, they skipped the foreplay and went straight into what they were both there for. Thad stripped down to where Kate instructed and waited for her to either tell him where to stand or lay or to place him there. He wanted this. He needed it.
Keeping her hair back and respecting his triggers weren’t really sacrifices. She wasn’t looking to do most of the things that really bothered him anyway. Kate wasn’t your average person that wanted the sweet romancing words and foreplay gestures to get her ready. As attractive as Thad might be, that wasn’t what got her excited so no need for pretenses of anything other than why she’d brought him here - to hurt him and possibly feed from him.
The room she’d brought Thad into was her personal version of paradise. Usually decked out for someone being punished, she’d gone a bit differently this time though her favored chains hang not far from where Thad stood waiting for him. “We’re going to find out how much you can handle,” Kate said as she stepped past him to where the set of chains waited, and pulled them as she indicated for him to come over to her so she could chain him by his hands and then feet. She wanted him stretched to his limit and would do so as the chains would raise his arms up until he was barely touching the floor.
“I have to admit, I haven’t played with a wolf before.” Her usual tactics were geared toward those like her so choosing tools should be fun. Once Thad was in place, Kate stepped away to lift her first one, a silver blade that flashed in the dim lighting as she walked over and ran the cool blade against his chest. “The louder you are, the more fun it is for me.” She said before pressing the knife in and dragging it downward, the thick scent of iron in the air as she watched his skin part for her.
Thad was glad that there was no awkward let's get to know one another crap and that they just got right down to it. He allowed her to chain him up with no protest, moving his arms and legs where she guided them. As she pulled the chains into place though, he let out a breath as his feet came just off the floor. His shoulders would be sore after this, he was sure. But it would be worth it.
As Kate came into view with a silver blade, Thad had thought of something he'd not asked Gray about. He got his answer soon enough though as the silver made contact with his skin, burning a little and causing him to hiss an intake of breath. Admittedly, when he'd done this sort of thing in the past there was a little bit of a warm up phase, some impact play or what have you. But Kate was going right in for it and he wasn't sure if that was preferable or not just yet. Time would tell.
His lips moved into a little smirk at her comment, but no words came to mind or out of him as the knife broke skin. A sound however, did make its way through the air. It wasn't a scream though, almost a mixture of another hiss and a sigh of relief at the feel of the blade splitting his skin. Thad closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. This was the escape he'd been searching for.
There was no point, at least not in Kate’s view, to having some sort of warmup. She was not here for his pleasure - not really. The fact that he was a willing victim was really all she cared about. His enjoyment of what they did certainly didn’t hurt but she was testing him, wanting to see how far she could push him and perhaps even how fast. He was a new toy after all and Kate was exceedingly good at breaking them if they weren’t ready for someone like her. It was how she’d earned her place in the house after all. So before letting herself consider adding a toy to her lineup she needed to know his limits.
Unable to deny herself, Kate leaned into him and ran her tongue against the injury that was admittedly attempting to heal itself. How unfortunate for Thad that healing would be slower this way, but better for her as she enjoyed the taste of his blood. Her hand slid against his skin once more, a thin line next to the one she’d already made as she moved to circle around him, dragging the blade along his skin as she thought over what she wanted to do next. Deciding to give him a break, lest she poison him and kill him, she stepped away to set her favored blade down and picked up another instrument.
Without a word spoken, Kate stepped behind him and uncoiled the long leather whip. She ran the handle along his skin observing it for a moment before she stepped back and seconds later the distinct sound of it cracking against his skin was heard, followed by another and another. Too bad he would heal quickly and few marks, if any, would be made. But seeing as she had limited options without outright torturing him, she’d enjoy what she could get.
Pain had always been a way for Thad to escape his thoughts, the nightmares that plagued his mind. While this was not the first time he had turned to bdsm for that pain, it was the first time that someone had taken him at his word completely. Not holding back or being hesitant to start off with. Kate gave him exactly what he wanted. Pain.
For Thad, there was a fine line where pleasure came with that pain. And when Kate's tongue moved along that first cut, he felt that pleasure starting to rise within him. His head rolled back as a soft moan came from his lips. He could feel things lower begin to come to life and then his body reacting in a mixture of confusion and released tension when the blade came back into contact with his skin.
The silver burned, a sensation he'd not gotten to feel before. It added a layer of depth to his pain that he appreciated. No one had ever been able to clear his mind so quickly before and allow him to focus on only what was being done in that moment. There was always hesitation, always the fear of truly hurting him, that held most people back. But not with Kate and he appreciated that more than anything.
When the blade left his skin there were a few moments of nothing but anticipation as he waited for her next move. The feel of a leather handle along his back, had made him think that she'd grabbed a flogger of some sort. He'd had experience with those in the past. Though the sound of leather moving through the air didn't quite say flogger. As soon as the whip hit his back, he knew and let out a surprised grunt. No one had ever been brave enough to use a whip on him before and it was another new sensation that he appreciated. More so when she didn't hesitate and delivered another blow and then another. His body would tense with each blow and relax as though she'd just popped his back and it was the most wonderful feeling. Which wasn't far off for him. That much was evident if she'd look at the front of his body, still coming to life with excitement and pleasure.
Kate had to admit, she enjoyed the way he responded and reacted to pain. As someone who was more sadistic even with her personal proclivities, she could appreciate when someone wanted and even rose (literally and figuratively) to the occasion when she chose to be giving. In this case, Thad’s desire was not unknown to her even standing behind him. The way his body reacted, the sounds he made when she brought the heavy leather whip down against his skin, they were all tell-tale signs. He was definitely worth keeping around if he was going to be this much fun.
Watching as each strike left a dark red mark only to be healed over, she counted as each strike rose and fell against him. While Kate was definitely interested in giving him pain, there was always a line and she was waiting for Thad to tap out. As of yet he hadn’t and that interested her more than anything. What sort of man was he? What sort of man willingly gave themselves over to someone who enjoyed watching their pain and pleasure mix? Who unknowingly offered themselves to a killer?
Allowing the whip to drop from her fingers, a momentary respite for him, she walked over and lifted the blade again. His enjoyment definitely was doing something to her and Kate was going to enjoy him in all facets. Stepping up behind him again, she ran the blade up his back, pressing it into his skin. As the thin line appeared her tongue followed it a soft sound of enjoyment slipping past her own lips. Stepping around to the front she once more repeated the process against his chest again, the urge to sink her teeth into him pulsing in the back of her mind. The scrape of them against his skin was all she gave before pulling back.
“You know what I am,” Kate said to him, absently tracing the knife along his skin, breaking it and watching it heal. She was careful as to how far in the blade went, but each time allowing more blood to well to the surface than before. “Are you willing to let me bite you? The pleasure you’ll gain and pain I can inflict will be different than what you're used to. Better.”
He was enjoying the escape that this flavor of pain was giving him. Slowly, piece by piece, his mind eased. It was as though layers were being peeled away, forgotten, even if just for a moment in time. Thad continued to relax, his body and his mind, until all that was left was the physical feelings that washed over him.
This was what he liked most about pain, when doled out properly. It took him somewhere else entirely. Freed him from the monsters that plagued him. Allowed him to simply feel and enjoy the moment. Which allowed his body to react without shame or hesitation.
By the time she moved back in front of him and drew that burning blade up once more, following behind with her tongue, Thad shuddered and let out a soft moan. He knew all too well what a vampire's bite could do. He'd experienced it with Dean and the mere memory of it made his cock ache with need. "Please…" he managed to get out, his mouth dry, forcing himself to try and swallow and make wetness appear.
He didn’t need to say more than that. Kate began to slide the blade back up his chest once more, pressing it in further to see the blood coat it and slowly run over her before the wound would seal shut. Really the only downside to playing with those like her and those like Thad was the fact that their wounds did try and seal themselves shut so quickly. It definitely made torturing them when she was doing her job much more difficult. It also made the pleasure of seeing her victim covered in blood incredibly short lived. Also a pity.
Leaning up, Kate scraped her teeth against his skin enjoying the response he had to her. It was nice to have someone that enjoyed being hurt as much as she enjoyed hurting them. A pity she hadn’t met him sooner, she’d have enjoyed seeing how long it took to break him. Given his response to her now though, she was certain he would come back. After all, addiction was addiction and she knew from his response he hadn’t had anyone like her.
Giving into what she wanted though, Kate leaned up and pierced his chest with her teeth, at the same time she pushed the blade of her knife through his skin and drug it downward. Not a lethal injury in the least but a mixture for him of the pain she inflicted and the immediate pleasure of her biting him and feeding from him.
He had never met anyone quite like Kate and he wasn't sure that he ever would again. Most people were too afraid to hurt him. She however seemed all too willing. And for a moment, he thought she might actually cross that line into just pain with no reprieve. But her teeth sank into him at the same time as the blade, causing that line to be toed and his head to roll back as his moans filled the open air around them.
If it hadn't been for being what he was now and the fact that a vampire's bite was orgasmic, he would be in a world of hurt. And not the good kind. But as it was, he healed fast and her bite was orgasmic and his body was proving that with the excitement that began to drip from him as she fed. There was a part of him that wondered if he could die this way. If she could drain him dry now that he was a wolf? Because if she could… He couldn't think of a better way to go if he was being honest with himself.
Thad moved against the chains, trying to press himself into her, seeking out friction as his body begged for release. It wouldn't take much. Just a little. "Please…" his voice came out breathy. "Please finish me…" Sexually or literally. At this point, he didn't care.
As much as the thought of draining him completely dry appealed to her, Kate was very aware of the controversy over this particular wolf. And, while she'd never shied away from a little (or a lot) of controversy, he'll she murdered multiple people in her human life, but she was also aware than he might just be too high profile after publicly talking to him. Better to keep him alive…..for now.
Instead of killing him, Kate reached up and wrapped her hand around his straining length. She pulled a bit harder with her mouth, careful with how much she was draining, and began moving her hand to relieve the built up need. She had to admit she did enjoy his reaction, and she loved someone desperate enough to be manipulated. The act of hurting him and feeding gave Kate what she needed but she would keep this in mind perhaps for the next time.
As it was she gave in and began to use her hand to relieve his need as she satisfied her own with his blood.
But there was still that early raging on within his mind. Everything that had transpired of late. Being bitten and turned to begin with. Finding out about the existence of a whole world that he had no idea existed beyond the pages of fantasy books. Hearing his foster mothers voice in the grocery store had most definitely stirred up a lot of issues. And then having some stranger be able to read his mind and find out all of his secrets, made it even worse.
He needed an escape and Kate had promised to provide just that. So he was pleased and a little relieved to see the woman waiting in the parking lot for him as he came out of the bar. Thad followed her without hesitation and let her drive so he could go over the do’s and don’t’s for himself. He went over how she needed to put her hair up, not to praise him, not to hold him down with her body or someone else’s body. Restraints were fine. Not that he expected to fall asleep there, but he went ahead and told her to never wake him up with sex. Once he covered all of his triggers, he let her know that he did in fact enjoy pain. Not only did it help him get out of his own head but it actually turned him on.
By the time they reached their destination, all areas had been covered. A safe word in place. And once inside, they skipped the foreplay and went straight into what they were both there for. Thad stripped down to where Kate instructed and waited for her to either tell him where to stand or lay or to place him there. He wanted this. He needed it.
Keeping her hair back and respecting his triggers weren’t really sacrifices. She wasn’t looking to do most of the things that really bothered him anyway. Kate wasn’t your average person that wanted the sweet romancing words and foreplay gestures to get her ready. As attractive as Thad might be, that wasn’t what got her excited so no need for pretenses of anything other than why she’d brought him here - to hurt him and possibly feed from him.
The room she’d brought Thad into was her personal version of paradise. Usually decked out for someone being punished, she’d gone a bit differently this time though her favored chains hang not far from where Thad stood waiting for him. “We’re going to find out how much you can handle,” Kate said as she stepped past him to where the set of chains waited, and pulled them as she indicated for him to come over to her so she could chain him by his hands and then feet. She wanted him stretched to his limit and would do so as the chains would raise his arms up until he was barely touching the floor.
“I have to admit, I haven’t played with a wolf before.” Her usual tactics were geared toward those like her so choosing tools should be fun. Once Thad was in place, Kate stepped away to lift her first one, a silver blade that flashed in the dim lighting as she walked over and ran the cool blade against his chest. “The louder you are, the more fun it is for me.” She said before pressing the knife in and dragging it downward, the thick scent of iron in the air as she watched his skin part for her.
Thad was glad that there was no awkward let's get to know one another crap and that they just got right down to it. He allowed her to chain him up with no protest, moving his arms and legs where she guided them. As she pulled the chains into place though, he let out a breath as his feet came just off the floor. His shoulders would be sore after this, he was sure. But it would be worth it.
As Kate came into view with a silver blade, Thad had thought of something he'd not asked Gray about. He got his answer soon enough though as the silver made contact with his skin, burning a little and causing him to hiss an intake of breath. Admittedly, when he'd done this sort of thing in the past there was a little bit of a warm up phase, some impact play or what have you. But Kate was going right in for it and he wasn't sure if that was preferable or not just yet. Time would tell.
His lips moved into a little smirk at her comment, but no words came to mind or out of him as the knife broke skin. A sound however, did make its way through the air. It wasn't a scream though, almost a mixture of another hiss and a sigh of relief at the feel of the blade splitting his skin. Thad closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. This was the escape he'd been searching for.
There was no point, at least not in Kate’s view, to having some sort of warmup. She was not here for his pleasure - not really. The fact that he was a willing victim was really all she cared about. His enjoyment of what they did certainly didn’t hurt but she was testing him, wanting to see how far she could push him and perhaps even how fast. He was a new toy after all and Kate was exceedingly good at breaking them if they weren’t ready for someone like her. It was how she’d earned her place in the house after all. So before letting herself consider adding a toy to her lineup she needed to know his limits.
Unable to deny herself, Kate leaned into him and ran her tongue against the injury that was admittedly attempting to heal itself. How unfortunate for Thad that healing would be slower this way, but better for her as she enjoyed the taste of his blood. Her hand slid against his skin once more, a thin line next to the one she’d already made as she moved to circle around him, dragging the blade along his skin as she thought over what she wanted to do next. Deciding to give him a break, lest she poison him and kill him, she stepped away to set her favored blade down and picked up another instrument.
Without a word spoken, Kate stepped behind him and uncoiled the long leather whip. She ran the handle along his skin observing it for a moment before she stepped back and seconds later the distinct sound of it cracking against his skin was heard, followed by another and another. Too bad he would heal quickly and few marks, if any, would be made. But seeing as she had limited options without outright torturing him, she’d enjoy what she could get.
Pain had always been a way for Thad to escape his thoughts, the nightmares that plagued his mind. While this was not the first time he had turned to bdsm for that pain, it was the first time that someone had taken him at his word completely. Not holding back or being hesitant to start off with. Kate gave him exactly what he wanted. Pain.
For Thad, there was a fine line where pleasure came with that pain. And when Kate's tongue moved along that first cut, he felt that pleasure starting to rise within him. His head rolled back as a soft moan came from his lips. He could feel things lower begin to come to life and then his body reacting in a mixture of confusion and released tension when the blade came back into contact with his skin.
The silver burned, a sensation he'd not gotten to feel before. It added a layer of depth to his pain that he appreciated. No one had ever been able to clear his mind so quickly before and allow him to focus on only what was being done in that moment. There was always hesitation, always the fear of truly hurting him, that held most people back. But not with Kate and he appreciated that more than anything.
When the blade left his skin there were a few moments of nothing but anticipation as he waited for her next move. The feel of a leather handle along his back, had made him think that she'd grabbed a flogger of some sort. He'd had experience with those in the past. Though the sound of leather moving through the air didn't quite say flogger. As soon as the whip hit his back, he knew and let out a surprised grunt. No one had ever been brave enough to use a whip on him before and it was another new sensation that he appreciated. More so when she didn't hesitate and delivered another blow and then another. His body would tense with each blow and relax as though she'd just popped his back and it was the most wonderful feeling. Which wasn't far off for him. That much was evident if she'd look at the front of his body, still coming to life with excitement and pleasure.
Kate had to admit, she enjoyed the way he responded and reacted to pain. As someone who was more sadistic even with her personal proclivities, she could appreciate when someone wanted and even rose (literally and figuratively) to the occasion when she chose to be giving. In this case, Thad’s desire was not unknown to her even standing behind him. The way his body reacted, the sounds he made when she brought the heavy leather whip down against his skin, they were all tell-tale signs. He was definitely worth keeping around if he was going to be this much fun.
Watching as each strike left a dark red mark only to be healed over, she counted as each strike rose and fell against him. While Kate was definitely interested in giving him pain, there was always a line and she was waiting for Thad to tap out. As of yet he hadn’t and that interested her more than anything. What sort of man was he? What sort of man willingly gave themselves over to someone who enjoyed watching their pain and pleasure mix? Who unknowingly offered themselves to a killer?
Allowing the whip to drop from her fingers, a momentary respite for him, she walked over and lifted the blade again. His enjoyment definitely was doing something to her and Kate was going to enjoy him in all facets. Stepping up behind him again, she ran the blade up his back, pressing it into his skin. As the thin line appeared her tongue followed it a soft sound of enjoyment slipping past her own lips. Stepping around to the front she once more repeated the process against his chest again, the urge to sink her teeth into him pulsing in the back of her mind. The scrape of them against his skin was all she gave before pulling back.
“You know what I am,” Kate said to him, absently tracing the knife along his skin, breaking it and watching it heal. She was careful as to how far in the blade went, but each time allowing more blood to well to the surface than before. “Are you willing to let me bite you? The pleasure you’ll gain and pain I can inflict will be different than what you're used to. Better.”
He was enjoying the escape that this flavor of pain was giving him. Slowly, piece by piece, his mind eased. It was as though layers were being peeled away, forgotten, even if just for a moment in time. Thad continued to relax, his body and his mind, until all that was left was the physical feelings that washed over him.
This was what he liked most about pain, when doled out properly. It took him somewhere else entirely. Freed him from the monsters that plagued him. Allowed him to simply feel and enjoy the moment. Which allowed his body to react without shame or hesitation.
By the time she moved back in front of him and drew that burning blade up once more, following behind with her tongue, Thad shuddered and let out a soft moan. He knew all too well what a vampire's bite could do. He'd experienced it with Dean and the mere memory of it made his cock ache with need. "Please…" he managed to get out, his mouth dry, forcing himself to try and swallow and make wetness appear.
He didn’t need to say more than that. Kate began to slide the blade back up his chest once more, pressing it in further to see the blood coat it and slowly run over her before the wound would seal shut. Really the only downside to playing with those like her and those like Thad was the fact that their wounds did try and seal themselves shut so quickly. It definitely made torturing them when she was doing her job much more difficult. It also made the pleasure of seeing her victim covered in blood incredibly short lived. Also a pity.
Leaning up, Kate scraped her teeth against his skin enjoying the response he had to her. It was nice to have someone that enjoyed being hurt as much as she enjoyed hurting them. A pity she hadn’t met him sooner, she’d have enjoyed seeing how long it took to break him. Given his response to her now though, she was certain he would come back. After all, addiction was addiction and she knew from his response he hadn’t had anyone like her.
Giving into what she wanted though, Kate leaned up and pierced his chest with her teeth, at the same time she pushed the blade of her knife through his skin and drug it downward. Not a lethal injury in the least but a mixture for him of the pain she inflicted and the immediate pleasure of her biting him and feeding from him.
He had never met anyone quite like Kate and he wasn't sure that he ever would again. Most people were too afraid to hurt him. She however seemed all too willing. And for a moment, he thought she might actually cross that line into just pain with no reprieve. But her teeth sank into him at the same time as the blade, causing that line to be toed and his head to roll back as his moans filled the open air around them.
If it hadn't been for being what he was now and the fact that a vampire's bite was orgasmic, he would be in a world of hurt. And not the good kind. But as it was, he healed fast and her bite was orgasmic and his body was proving that with the excitement that began to drip from him as she fed. There was a part of him that wondered if he could die this way. If she could drain him dry now that he was a wolf? Because if she could… He couldn't think of a better way to go if he was being honest with himself.
Thad moved against the chains, trying to press himself into her, seeking out friction as his body begged for release. It wouldn't take much. Just a little. "Please…" his voice came out breathy. "Please finish me…" Sexually or literally. At this point, he didn't care.
As much as the thought of draining him completely dry appealed to her, Kate was very aware of the controversy over this particular wolf. And, while she'd never shied away from a little (or a lot) of controversy, he'll she murdered multiple people in her human life, but she was also aware than he might just be too high profile after publicly talking to him. Better to keep him alive…..for now.
Instead of killing him, Kate reached up and wrapped her hand around his straining length. She pulled a bit harder with her mouth, careful with how much she was draining, and began moving her hand to relieve the built up need. She had to admit she did enjoy his reaction, and she loved someone desperate enough to be manipulated. The act of hurting him and feeding gave Kate what she needed but she would keep this in mind perhaps for the next time.
As it was she gave in and began to use her hand to relieve his need as she satisfied her own with his blood.