Her Favourite Panties

Bradley's apartment was large and lavish, the fancy white fur carpet, the fine furnishings, the kitchen was compact but filled with nice little snippets that caught Morgan's dark eyes, but above all was Bradley's lounge, His expensive television, the couch that was large and comfortable looking, He had a nice looking VCR VHS player, a cool ice blue Vinyl setup in the corner

"Wow..." Morgan said, looking around in wonder, Bradly chuckled "My parents own the Foundry just outside of town, plus with the money I make from the Models in the city, I can live quite comfortably." He said with pride, but Morgan wasn't really listening, she was too busy admiring Her surroundings, marvelling at the first real wealthy living space that she'd ever been in, "Would You like something to drink before we get started?" He asked casually, Morgan nodded with a slight smile, "Go ahead and take a seat, I'll be back in just a moment"

Morgan brushed an Ivory hair from her face as she sat quietly on the soft couch, Her black eyes following the tall Blonde Bradley as she fiddled around in the kitchen "He is so cute, and nice so far... My Mistress would be furious with me if she knew where I was... oh well, what she doesn't know can't hurt her right?" Morgan thought as Bradley came back, a smile on his face and two ice-cold cola's in hand, sitting beside her, He offered the cola to Morgan gracefully, which she took with a quiet thanks

"So... how exactly does this work, do You just, take the photos and then pay me?" She asked awkwardly, Bradley smirked

"Of course, I'll set up, You strike the poses that I direct, I pay You 700 and You can go on Your way." He said in a relaxed tone, Morgan's mouth opened slightly, 700 dollars... she hadn't had that much money... well... ever!

"I thought that You averagely pay 500 for a session?" She asked meekly, his ocean eyes looked at her, she could feel him peering into her blackish brown orbs and she could sense him turning on the charm

"Well, nothing about You is Average, I mean, Your winter hair, those pretty black eyes... and that beautiful figure, I'm lucky to have someone so unique to shoot," He said, his voice smooth and deep as it left his lips, Morgan gulped, sipping her drink while flushing furiously, the cool liquid, Bradley smiled "W-Well... I'll go get my equipment, be right back!" He said with a chuckle, rushing off to another room.

Morgan quickly fiddled around, fumbling to fix her hair, wipe the tiredness from her eyes and check her breath, straightening out she clear her throat and tried her best to appear as attractive as she could, as Bradley returned, carrying an expensive-looking camera and tripod, she smiled at him, unsure on whether she looked any better than five minutes ago, but He smiled back, carefully preparing his set up as Morgan waited patiently

"I'm gonna guess that You haven't done this before?" He asked Morgan shook her head

"No I haven't" she confirmed as she messed around with his camera lens

"Well, there are some options that we can consider, first being how we are gonna start off, so we can choose, standing, sitting, laying down stuff like that, I can alter the lighting in here to compliment any of that stuff." He said Morgan shrugged "Well, whatever You think is best I suppose?" She answered Bradley considered her for a moment, before grinning

"How about we go with lying down the couch, on Your side, are You cool with that?" He said, gesturing with his suggestion, Morgan nodded happily, following his directions and laying sideways on the soft couch, Her front facing towards him, one of her hands resting on her shapely thigh and the other buried in her curly platinum hair, holding up her head, Bradley bit his lip elusively

"Y-yeah... that's perfect, just, try to keep that same look on Your face, it's really cute." He said Morgan flushed again but held her pose as he adjusted the lights and positioned his Camera.

When Bradley had begun to shoot his pictures, his words of encouragement egging her on, Morgan relaxed more and more, the tense feeling in her body melting away as the handsome photographer grinned at Her, Morgan was not accustomed to this kind of attention, Her Mistress had taught Her since she was a girl to avoid these kinds of things, "We do not belong in the world of man, Hedwig, Strong is their contempt and weak are their minds in regards to the Arcane." That is what she would always say, but Morgan's curiosity for Humans burned like a flame in her heart and so she smiled as Bradley finished up his first round of shooting

"Beautiful, simply amazing, You are an amazing model!" Bradley said with glee, Morgan grinned girlishly, she had never recalled being complimented like this before, everyone usually just stared at her hair and dark eyes like she was some kind of alien, but the blonde photographer was flushing, looking at her furtively as he stammered

"You know... I had a proposal for You." He said in a very quiet voice, Morgan looked curiously

"Oh?" She said, wondering why the Handsome young man's voice had become so shy, fiddling with the lens of his camera, Bradley turned away his eyes as he spoke

"I wondered if perhaps... You might be open to... a couple of shots in... well, Your underwear?" He asked like a Boy who had taken too many cookies from the jar, Morgan raised an eyebrow and Bradley noticed, quickly adding "I'd pay another 300, that would make the total 1000 dollars, I-I totally understand if Your not comfortable with that-"

"Show me the money, first," Morgan said, Her cool tone catching Bradley off guard, as her Black eyes looked indifferently, setting his camera down, Bradley shuffled over to his wallet rapidly, cracking it open and drawing out a handful of crisp clean 100 dollar bills which He counted swiftly, placing the stack of money on the coffee table, Bradley slid them forward, Morgan's eyes widening slightly, feeling the smooth currency in her hands, she counted them even quicker than Bradley had, a rumbling want thundering in her chest, She had never before possessed this much money, not in her 18 years, nor had she ever even hoped too and yet here they were, clenched in her smooth hands, Morgan bit her lip before gently placing the money back on the table as if the bundle were a newborn baby and got to her feet.

She watched Bradley stare in silent awe as Morgan began to strip away at her clothes, first pulling away at her hoodie, Her entire upper torso being exposed.

Morgan was rather tall for her age, nearly 6ft although just by peering at her Upper body as Bradley did, You could see that she was surprisingly physically fit, her skin was smooth and rosy, Her abdomen smooth but subtly toned, Her perky A-cup breasts were hidden behind her black lace Bra, although Her bust matched her sleek stature, the rump of her Hips were altogether outstanding, which Bradley saw as she stripped her pants, Morgan's legs were a lot more toned than her upper torso, her wide hips were strong, Her ass full and round, Her tight Yellow panties covering her unmentionables

"Would You mind not staring?" Morgan said sharply, she watched Bradley snap out of his trance, averting his eyes slightly as he flushed

"Oh sorry." He quickly apologised but Morgan pressed her lips together and scratched her Platinum head

"No... it's okay, I haven't really undressed for anyone before." She said, making Bradley raise and eyebrow

"R-Really, well, I should consider myself lucky then!" He said with a smile, Morgan returned it warmly before seating herself back down, wearing nothing now but her Yellow ankle socks and Her underwear

"Should I resume the pose from before?" She asked Bradley rubbed his chin before shaking his head

"How about this time, we go for something a little fiercer, here If I may?" Bradley approached, giving her gentle but clear directions on how she should pose, Morgan was sat back against the chair, one foot resting on the couch, the other hanging freely off the side, her arms resting on each side of her hips like a bossy mother while Her chest pushed out to put a little more emphasis on her breasts, "Is this okay?" Morgans asked innocently, after pulling his head out of his ass and shifting his gaze away from Morgan's body, He curled his lips

"Hmmm, it feels like it's missing something, I just can't put my finger on it?" He pondered, Morgan hummed thoughtfully before slowly shifting, She parted Her legs slightly, reaching up and ruffling her hair a little, letting the long ivory curls fall across her face a little, finally, she raised her hand, biting slightly on her index finger and trying her best to look fierce and sexy.

Bradley gulped, nodding as Morgan spoke through her finger "Ish thish good?" She asked, her voice muffled slightly by her finger, Bradley nodded again, blinking at her

"Yep... that is... what was missing." He said, pulling himself out of his trance again before rushing over to his camera, "Okay, alright, stay just like that, that is perfect, here we go!" Bradley positively burst into his work, capturing photo after photo of Morgan in her sexy pose, she could see the hunger growing in his eyes, the want only growing with each flash, with each adjusting of the lens, but Morgan simply sat in her position, holding her pose, frozen in her fiery aesthetic and wondering just where this was going to go.

Morgan's mind, unbeknown to her, was tactical beyond belief, she was not a devout follower of the Wicken Code like her mistress, she was too curious, to wondrous, she saw the man in front of her, tall and handsome, as an experiment, to see just what his game was and what would his response would be to this kind of stimuli, although she knew that the result would end the same as it did with all men she met...

"Okay, we are all done!" Bradley said enthusiastically, flicking through his shots and smiling boyishly, Morgan raised an eyebrow "This is really good stuff, Tiffany!" He said, rushing over and sitting next to Her, Morgan shifted, looking over at his camera curiously, forgetting that she was half nude

"Cheers." She said casually, her eyes darting over to the stack of emerald hundreds on the table, Bradley hesitated... but he eventually smiled, touching her shoulder warmly, Morgan looked up at him with Her dark eyes, seeing the hunger burning in his Azure eyes again

"You're so beautiful, Tiffany You know that... I would love to do some more photos with You some other time?" He asked, his eyes momentarily wandering over her form, Morgan watched him watching her, smiling weakly

"You mean like, being a permanent model?" She asked Bradley exploded into nods, twirling his hands like a master salesman

"Of course, I know a ton of people in the industry, they would love to have a girl like You, there would be travel to great locations, loads of encouragement, y-you seem a little meek it would boost Your confidence loads and the money, hell You could be making double what I'm paying You, I'm telling You, stick with me and we could build something real You know!?" His tone was that of a merchant in a bizarre or something, not that he wasn't convincing, Morgan could almost see that life, where she travelled to sunny lands, posing in front of a camera with a smile on her face, people telling her how beautiful she was... unfortunately, that dream was not only unfathomably unrealistic but also... "You will not diverge from your path Hedwig, You promise me, You stick to your word and I will give You the key to Your freedom." Morgan frowned at herself, Damn it why couldn't she erase that blasted oath from her mind!

"I..." Morgan started, shaking her head and biting her lip "I have to go to Wallace, I have to stick to what I'm doing but..." Morgan looked up at Bradley, he was disappointed, but the hunger in his eyes sparked a little more when He saw her pleading look "I wouldn't mind... staying a little longer, here, with You." Morgan placed her hand on Bradley's chest, smiling slightly as He drew in closer, chuckling slightly as His blue eyes got closer, She could smell his scent, feel the heat of his breath, Morgan closed her eyes, You were supposed to have Your eyes closed when You kissed, She felt his lips, soft and warm, she felt his tongue invade her mouth, wrestling with hers in a surprisingly aggressive embrace, his hands were rushing around her body, his tongue stabbing into her mouth as he clutched at the straps of her bra.

Bradley growled into her maw, she could feel his strong arms flex as He tore the back of her bra apart, easily ripping it away to expose Morgan's perky breasts, detaching from her mouth, Morgan gasped as Bradley latched onto her small nipple, sucking and biting anticlimactically "T-That hurts..." She groaned, feeling Bradley bite at her ravenously as she gritted her teeth from the pain, Bradley wrapped one of his hands around her neck, forcing her back as his hand ventured swiftly into the confines of her panties

"B-Bradley, hold on a second," Morgan said, trying to protest lightly, but Bradley merely looked down at her, darkness overcoming those ocean blue eyes

"Jesus You're so innocent." He snarled, hunger ringing in his tone, she felt his fingers touch at her slit, making Her moan involuntarily, "You're wet as hell, Your a little minx under that shy facade aren't You!?" He said fiercely, Morgan looked up at him

"Can we just... slow down a little?" She asked, curling her lips, but Bradley merely chuckled

"As if, did You really think that I was gonna pay You that much for some photos, from the moment I saw You on that train I knew that You would be a tasty little catch, all I had to do was act a little nervous and You walked right into My hands..." His voice was low, a sneering hiss as He toyed with her burning cunnie, Morgan grunted, she wished that she wouldn't have this kind of reaction, unfortunately, Her body was betraying her, she could feel her pussy welling as Her brushed her clit, although she hoped that He would snap out of this little trance, that He was just role-playing or something, though she knew deep down that this was his game, everything before was just bait

"...I love punishing silly little girls like You, the looks on Your faces, it's honestly priceless!" He growled, the hand that molested her, grabbed at the band of her yellow panties, gripping tightly as He effortlessly tore them away, the fabric straining on her privates painfully until they were in tatters, Her swollen, dripping hole now exposed for the taking.

Morgan's eyes, darkened, her face falling, it seemed that Her hopes were for nought, He really meant to go through with this "You ripped My favourite panties." She said coldly, Bradley cackled as he tore away his belt, unzipping his pants and pulling them away

"Trust me, You're not gonna need panties for quite a while, Tiffany!" He stated, hooking his fingers in his underwear and pulling them down, Bradley's cock was not a big as she would have expected, maybe 5 inches, remarkably average, but You would have thought that it was 3 foot long the way He brandished it

"I'm so fucking horny, I can't wait to fill You up, You fucking white-haired freak!" He stated, slumping his body on top of her, Morgan's eyes darkened even more "You ripped my favourite panties." She said through tight lips, Bradley raised an eyebrow, grinning evilly as He rubbed his cock along her entrance, lubing his head with her juices as Morgan stared at him with mild irritation

"Get ready to be wrecked, weirdo!" He stated, but... he seemed to pause, He may have finally snapped out of haze enough to notice the lack of fear on Morgan's face, "What's with that look?" He growled, Morgan's eyes might have been onyx black now, her eyes thin and nostrils flared, although, her lips were actually arched into a slight smile, she pushed her hips down, feeling his cock just about to press inside of her

"Go ahead, try... You won't get as far as a centimetre." She whispered spitefully, Bradley stared defiantly

"You're threatening me, for real, You must be as stupid as You are ugly!" He said through gritted teeth, Morgan glared, her smile disarming him a little

"Go on, wreck me, try it." She whispered even more quietly so that Her voice was a like a dark hissing wind, Bradley grunted with annoyance, wrapping both hands around her neck and staring into her dark eyes, but Morgan did not look back, she merely closed her eyes, took a deep breath and let herself fully relax, no holding back, just letting loose, and at that moment, she felt it overcome her body like a manic wave.

Morgan waited and she waited, she waited some more, Bradley hadn't breached her folds, He didn't even move, that coupled with the maelstrom of energy that ravaged her insides, is what told her that it worked.

Opening her eyes, she saw Bradley's face, it had gone bright red, his skin blotching and reddening, the muscles in his face twitching as his eyes became bloodshot, Morgan sighed, easily sliding her body out from under him and getting to her feet, Bradley was still frozen, his body spasming slightly, his lower body turning a kind of ashy white as his face and neck grew more and more scarlet, Morgan placed her hands on his shoulders, putting him down on his side so that He could look up at her helplessly

"You know..." Morgan said a little sadly, "I was really hoping that You would have been a gentleman." She said, walking off for a moment to his kitchen, Bradley was beginning to grunt, a bubbly white foam seething from his jaws, blood vessels were blowing in his eyeballs when she came back, a large shiny butcher knife in hand "My mistress told me that people like You would flood in through the cracks, but silly little girly me, thought that you might be a decent person, I mean, I could sense the darkness in You that whole time on the train, feeling You watching me for stops at a time before You finally came and sat next to me... still I wanted my hunch to be wrong for once, I guess my mistress was right, I should stick to my gut and stop daydreaming." She said with s shrug, Bradley was writhing slightly now, trickles of blood starting to leak from his eyes and ears, the foam water-falling from his mouth now blending with red, Morgan crouched next to Bradley and huffed

"I'm really sorry about this, this must hurt a lot, but You did rip my favourite panties... maybe in the next life, try not to be so mean?" She suggested lighthearted, even as the whites of Bradley's eyes shone scarlet with blood, "Well, thank You for being my little experiment, this has been an invaluable learning experience, oh and don't worry, after Your brains have turned to mush, I make sure to not waste a piece, I've never eaten anyone as handsome as You before, I'm sure that You will taste fantastic... I only wish that You had a bigger kitchen, this is gonna be messy!" Morgan said with an annoying twinge in her tone, but she smiled in the end as Bradley's vision began to blur with red, his ears spurting so much blood that it stained the couch, being ripped away from his mortal coil and tossed headfirst into the pits of Hell.