Monstrous animals, rare species, buried riches, and hidden treasure exist in this world; it is a world of demons and humans and unexplored lands. And some men are attracted by this force even compelled even thus, the word unknown beckons and becomes magically. Those who are attracted and compelled to the unknown are called hunters and so the story begins in a city known by very few outsiders.
Her earliest memories were of the rain and a soggy cardboard box in a city who too was deserted by all who lived outside it confinements. And so she sat there waiting, her small and weak body easily succumbing to the frigid rain but she held onto a sliver of hope. A hope whoever left her would come back for her thus she decided she would not leave this spot fearing they may return for her while she was not there. But unknown to her at the time no matter how much she would wait this city was a dumping ground for anything unwanted and unneeded.
On the seventh day, the howl of the wind died down and the threatening dark clouds vanished only to be exchanged for white fluffy ones. Finally, the sun peaked out from behind the clouds warming her cold and shivering body and that's when she realized no one was coming back for her, they didn't forget her they had left her to die and the hope she clung to the last seven days vanished from her eyes only to be replaced by an emptiness.
She learned later living in this city, Meteor City, her story were like most others who lived here, her story was actually common. Those who were abandoned here or born here did not exist on any official records so their existence could be easily forgotten by all. Everyone who was from Meteor City feared this above all so they formed families with one another because their only desire was to be remembered. They did not fear death they feared to be forgotten because the world had turned its back on them.
Most of her childhood memories were but a blur, cared by one misfit family or another, several times abandoned by them and sometimes leaving on her own. Although everyone was a misfit she knew she was different from them, much different. They also knew she was an outcast and it was the reason as to why she was an outcast in a city made of outcasts. This was a hard life but she learned early on not to trust others, no one was her friend or family because such things did not exist, well not for her anyway. Not even hope existed in her heart that she would find a place to belong.
From the day she realized no one of coming for her she decided to live the life of a stray and run the streets rather than have someone care for her. Her motto was 'I am who I am, and as long as my stomach is full and I have a dry and warm place to sleep life is great'.
After learning the tricks to survival her life was great until some unfortunate events caused her to flee from the place she had known the majority of her life. Although with luck, she was able to escape her fate only to find herself in a strange and unfamiliar land surrounded by unknown dangers. However, fate is cruel and would only provide a crueler hand for she will encounter someone who will never let her go, she would be his new and permanent toy.
Present
Fingers trailed down a bloodied and bruised body until reaching a strand of loose hair in which the fingers began playing with it. The man whose fingers now toyed with the hair was grinning madly at the woman who laid bare next to him, he was pleased with himself for what he has done to her and his grin seemed to only grow wider as he recalled what happened earlier.
"No don't you dare Hisoka" snarled a woman whose eyes reflected her fear and anger. The woman had never expected to be stuck in such a situation, had never dreamed of it and how she wished now that she was fighting for her life than to be in the situation she was in now. She was stuck in this creep's bedroom currently ensnared by his aura and how she wished she chose a different location to fight him, at least a more public place. She also had to pick the worse time too, he had just finished showering and only had a towel covering his lower parts.
"Have you forgotten my aura has the properties of rubber and gum, Maaya-chan" the man stated rather amused. His smile was similar to that of the cheshire cat and his golden eyes full of lust leered at the women before him.
He wanted the woman who stood no more than 10 feet from him more than the fight he wanted with Chrollo. This beautiful woman that caught his eye their very first encounter was currently ensnared in his bungee gum unable to escape the fate he had in store for her. He had planned on ensnaring her from the very beginning of their encounter tonight, he had grown tired of her being confused about what was between them. To him it was very simple he wanted her and she loved him so he didn't quite understand why she denied the feeling but of course that is what made it so interesting to him.
"Let me go, or you'll regret" she hissed and she could feel her calm exterior falling away revealing the turmoil in her heart.
"Ohh, and how will you make me regret it little girl?" he asked dubiously stalking even closer yet to his prey, still grinning.
The woman eyes grew larger when the truth of his words sunk in, the truth was she had lost this fight the moment she engaged in battle with him. Her heart began to beat faster with each step he took towards her, the freedom she had left was shrinking with every step he took. Closing her eyes she was about to accept this cruel hand fate had dealt her but then she realized she could still escape his grasp even though what she had to do repulsed her. She reopened her eyes, ready to beat the man at his own game.
He stopped in front of his prey, his woman, who denied him even though her body always grew so hot for him. She was always so tempting but even more so now as she resisted him even though she knew she had lost. He wondered what she would try to do now since she now knew she had lost.
"Maaya-chan you really know how to turn me on!" he whispered closing the distance between them cupping her chin with one hand while his other hand slid into her pants. She shivered instantly at his touch even though she wanted to deny him any reaction to his touch. She did not want him to know his touches made her want more because she hated herself for wanting it, after all, he only saw her a play toy. That what she believed she was to him just a toy to pass the time with and it hurt her knowing that.
"Bastard" she squeaked when his fingers dipped below the waistband of her panties.
"Such spirit, I don't think I could ever get tired of such a mouth" he mused squeezing her cheeks with his hand. "And even likes this you're charming" he spoke more to himself than to her referring to her face when he squeezed her cheeks.
"Ohh, this is a surprise, Maaya-chan." he spoke when his fingers brushed against her wet core making her gasp, his golden eyes were full of curiosity and another emotion Maaya couldn't place which made her shiver from just the intensity.
"A surprise?" she gritted out but when she felt his fingers still against her, she felt her plan might work. "It shouldn't be. What's wrong don't like used toys," she retorted full of spite. It made her feel gross but at the same time, she would feel relieved once this was over with and she would simply forget about him and move on and live the life she had always had.
"Names" he demanded his eyes narrowing and darkening with anger. The smirk was all but gone the corner of his lips curving down into the shape of a frown. His response took Maaya by surprise, she was confused about what he was asking for and ended up repeating what he had just said.
"Names?" she asked before his words clicked in her head, "you can't be serious?" she asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I am" he mused his eyes drifting away from Maaya's own eyes when he said this as if he was in deep thought. When his eyes returned to meet the gaze of Maaya that's when without warning he abruptly inserted two of his fingers into Maaya much to her discomfort.
"Oohmp" she grunted biting her lip, attempting to hide her reaction. She had closed her eyes by now, she just wanted this to be over, never did she expect him to react like this. She bit down harder when he began pumping his fingers in and out at a furious speed, it was causing her pain. Blood was now seeping from where her teeth had punctured her lip. The energy to fight him was draining from her body and she would have collapsed onto the floor if it weren't for his aura keeping her standing upright.
"(Maaya-chan) I would like those names now" he said his voice full of malice while adding another finger and squeezing her cheeks painfully. After adding the third finger twisting and pushing up at a weird angle Maaya couldn't hold back her pain any longer, she let out a bunch of whimpers and yelps much to her shame. Maaya reopened her eyes shocked by her own weak will but she also had to see if he knew she was lying.
"Mhhhh. What this?" he asked the malice retreating from his voice and she knew then he had seen through her lie. If she was more determined she thought then he wouldn't... but her thought was never allowed to continue as he withdrew his fingers as abruptly as he inserted them. The removal of his fingers caused her to choke on the air she was inhaling.
"Such a bad liar Maaya-chan, it looks like no one dies today," he whispered looking at his fingers coated with blood.
He brought his fingers which were just in her to his face and swiped the red fluid off with his tongue. He continued to lick his fingers clean all the while watching Maaya, enjoying her horrified expression.
"You taste so good, Maaya-chan" he moaned placing one of the fingers still covered with blood into his mouth. He took his time much to (name's) dismay who was still too horrified to speak, she watched him suck and roll and wrap his tongue around his finger before finally removing it.
"Truly delicious" he moaned again licking his lips while his eyes became half lidded in pleasure.
"You're disgusting" she yelled finding her voice again, he had broken her hymen. It had hurt but not as bad as she imagined it would have but she didn't have much time to dwell on it because the words he would soon speak.
"Since you weren't playing with others and you weren't playing with me then..." he mused pushing his hand under her shirt, "then I can only guess one thing." he finished before pushing her onto his bed.
"Were you thinking of me when you did it" he hummed his eyes full of amusement as he crawled on top of (name) who was still bound with bungee gum. His words sunk in and her face turned a crimson red, he had guessed right but she would never admit it out loud and especially not to him.
"I would never" sputtered Maaya.
"Of course not" he mocked, conjuring a playing card in his hand and before (name) could protest her clothes were sliced away revealing her naked flesh.
"Stop... don't look" yelled Maaya her cheeks turning a darker crimson if that were possible from the sheer embarrassment. She was bare to him and she could feel his eyes roaming over her taking in all of her. She still had her panties on and she planned on keeping it that way but he had other plans. He took the playing card he still had in his hand and trailed it down starting from her neck.
He applied pressure to the card when he began nearing her breasts causing her breath to hitch because blood began welling from where the card dug into her skin.
"Hisoka no!" Maaya cried out as he neared her left nipple, she had forgotten her embarrassment about being naked in front of him. She was more worried about what he planned on doing with the card to such a sensitive place.
"No...Well, I suppose you rather get to the main course, after all, you always been one to be impatient," he whispered taking his playing card and slicing through the flimsy strings of her panties revealing to her shame how indecent her lower regions were. She was so wet down there and she knew Hisoka would say something about it.
"So wet Maaya-chan, " he murmured as he put his hand back as (name's) core and began massaging her there. A small moan much to her embarrassment escaped her mouth the feeling was not wholly unpleasant like last time. "Did you use your fingers, perhaps a toy" he questioned his eyes watching (name's) own eyes intently waiting for her answer.
"Fuck off" she snapped at him turning her head to the side avoiding his gaze. It was the only thing she could do, turn her head, and talk back.
"mmmhhh," he hummed seeming to be displeased by her response but a smile soon spread across his face as if he just came up with an idea. And it did not take long for him to act on it. He slowly inserted one of his fingers into her which quickly got a response from her.
"Take that out, you jerk!" she snapped at him turning her head back so she could meet his gaze. She bared her teeth at him like a wild animal but she wasn't able to continue her rant because she was forced to bite her lip again to suppress another moan. It made his grin wider and he slowly added another finger all the while massaging her clit and folds.
"Maaya-chan" he cooed still grinning like a madman knowing she would give him the answer he wanted soon or later because he always got what he wanted. He slowly pumped his fingers in her watching her reactions entirely pleased at himself for what he was making her feel.
"Stoppp" she moaned still trying to deny the feeling of his fingers on her.
"Tell me" he demanded. Her eyes were brimming with tears and her lips quivered as she fought back the pleasure. She was unsure what to do, she wanted him but at the same she wanted him to stop. Her teeth were cutting the corner of her lip again as she tried to figure out what she was going to do.
"Maaya-chan" he called out to her again his face smug knowing she was going to give into him soon.
"Fingers" she whispered softly and quickly before she went back to biting her lips.
"mhhh," he murmured his eyes full of mischief as he plunged his fingers in her slowly and deliberately, each stroke causing her to sink her teeth further in her lip. He had heard her but that quick whisper was too easy for her to do.
"What did you say Maaya-chan?" he said his voice reflecting the same mischief in his eyes.
"I used my fingers" she moaned and screamed unable to fight back the pleasure anymore. "So stop, please. No more" she continued pleading with him. The tears were now slipping down her cheek as she felt an unbearable itch she couldn't scratch and she had no way to scratch it. The way his fingers stroked her there drove her insane, it wasn't enough and she knew he was doing on purpose. But to her surprise, his finger stopped moving when she answered his question, and relief washed over her that her torture was over with.
"Thank you" she whispered and her tears began to dry but she should have known.
"Who said I was going to stop" he answered, "I'm just starting".
When those words left his mouth she was horrified. She started to squirm using everything she had to break free from the bungee gum which delighted Hisoka that she still had so much energy and fight left in her. While she squirmed he pushed her legs further apart and wedge himself between them which made her instantly still again when she felt something hard and hot poking her there.
"Hisoka," she said fearfully as her eyes slowly drifted down to where she felt the prodding near her entrance and when she saw it she immediately looked back up at Hisoka's face. Her face became a brighter hue red, the towel somewhere since the beginning of their encounter had fallen off somewhere. She was about to plead with him but she was never able to, he only smiled befoe slamming his entire length into her.
She let out a shrill scream as she felt something tear completely within, that moment she wanted something to hold onto but she was completely immobilized making her call out to Hisoka while she screamed.
"Hisokkkkaa!...Pleaseeee!" she shrieked and screamed. He somewhat understood what she wanted without being told.
"Release" he moaned as he slammed into her petite body again and again. After ushering that one word the bungee gum disappeared from around her body allowing her hands to wrap around him while her nails dug into his back.
"So tight" he moaned loudly. His eyes were clouded over with a lust similar to when he fought a worthy opponent, she stirred that same excitement within him every time they meet and he would never let her go because of it. He knew he could never tire of trying to dominate this fiery little queen of his.
Her nails raked across his back in a feverish manner while he pounding into her with the same grace. He absolutely loved the pain and couldn't help but moan every time her razor sharp nails tore and dug into his skin. Her pain was disappearing and being replaced by that irritable itch she felt earlier and to hide her pleasure she bit her already raw lip again and she couldn't help but continue to cry. He hit a spot in her causing her to let go of her lips to mewl loudly several times before she regained what little control she had and clamped her teeth back down on her bleeding and abused lip. Pleasure and pain were so intermingled now she didn't know whether she would scream in pain or continue to voice her pleasure like she just did if she let go of her lip. She did not want to give him the satisfaction that he was starting to make her feel pleasure.
He leaned down and lapped away her tears before hovering over mouth running his tongue along the seam of her lips seeking entrance. Unable to gain entrance he pulled out and gave her a particularly hard thrust aimed at that spot which caused her to moan earlier and in return it earned him a small gasp from her which he took advantage of. His tongue entered the moist cavern tasting her and he was relentless, pushing his tongue further into her mouth taunting and teasing her.
He kept thrusting into her slamming into over and over again while hitting that certain spot in her and the feeling overwhelmed her and she bit down on his tongue. He pulled away from her for a split second wiping the blood from his mouth before meshing his mouth with hers again roughly this time using his teeth to nip at her lips. His hands squeezing her hips harder forcing her to meet his violent thrusts.
A pleasure was building in her that she didn't really understand too much since this feeling was foreign to her. She knew the more he moved in her the hotter and more pleasurable it became for her and she didn't want him to stop. She dug her fingers into his back as she felt it building, she was so near so close to that something and then with a snap of his hips it sent her over the edge, causing her to moan into the kiss with satisfaction. Her body shook and trembled with her climax and all she could hear was the thunderous roar of her heart.
Her body clenched around him felicitating a throaty moan from him. "Maaya-chan" he moaned feeling his own orgasm closing in. He eventually climaxed within her heat and she felt something warm and sticky fill her insides. He pulled away from the kiss a string of saliva still connecting their mouths while he continued to ride out his orgasm by lazily thrusting himself in her.The feeling of the substance which continued to fill her elicited a throaty moan from her in which she called his name, "Hisokaaaa". Eventually, her moans and screams died down as she came down from her pleasure high and no longer was she screaming but gasping for much-needed air.
After finishing riding his orgasm out he collapsed on her, he felt her bare chest rise and fall against his own and he felt immensely pleased knowing that he had satisfied her. He felt satisfied but not entirely, the night was still too young so he began all over again. She whined his name her voice hoarse from screaming earlier, "Hisokaaa", as she felt him harden in her again. He couldn't help but desire her because even though he claimed her he felt restless the need to possess her again overwhelming. Her screams were full of profanities directed at him as began thrusting in her all over again and he loved every second of it and he would not stop until the sun began to creep in the window and by then her body would be limp in exhaustion.
After watching his essence spill from her, he began spreading his seed all over her pussy with his fingers before sighing in contentment. The woman was so deliciously ripe to him with all her sensual and feminine curves, flushed face, and beautifully disheveled hair all over the place.
"I hate you" she whispered her voice sore was screaming. She attempted to keep an eye on him but her eyes were half opened fighting sleep but she soon lost the battle letting the darkness engulf her in a dreamless sleep. At her words, Hisoka moved his hand away from her core and trailed it up to final cup her chin. Her face was so at peace in that movement.
"I'll take that as a love confession," he assured her. He was entirely satisfied, it had been while since the last time he was and his eyes had the appearance of warmth instead of their normal coldness or smugness.
"Maaya-chan" he murmured plucking one of her strands of hairs and twirling it around one his fingers. He did this for a long while playing with her hair and watching her sleep until a yawn crept over him. He sighed one more time before grabbing the blanket's edge.
"Good night" he all but whisper to his sleeping queen pulling the blanket over her and pulling her close to him before closing his own eyes shut.
When he woke his once sleeping queen was gone from his arms to his disappointment but a smirk soon replaced his frown. "It wouldn't be any fun if you did what I want but how far can you run Maaya" he cooed playing with one of her torn panties from the night before he had just found. As he played with them he was planning the next time with his little queen.