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| Dracosons_Mina |
on Sat 20 Mar 10, 9:24 PM to Dracosons_Mina's blog.
Blurred darkness. Darkness. Blurred darkness. Darkness.
Open. Closed. Open. Closed. Open. Blink blink blink blink rub. Open.
'Urgh, this bed is hard...' She thinks, but as she stretches her legs, her bare naked pure white legs, 'wait, I'm naked?', out, she realises she is infact led on a smooth and cold floor, a marble floor. Before her a grey and cold empty fireplace stares back, the black coal as cold as the air which strokes her naked white body.
She stands quickly, stroking and smoothing her hair out of habit more that anything, and looks around the room, the sense of fear growing within her - fear and confusion. The room is in moonlight darkness. It looks like a drawing room in a huge mansion. The huge windows allow the silver moonlight to flood the white floors. There is no furniture, just the fireplace and huge white pillars, and her. Her footprints are silent as she walks slowly around the room to the window. The garden is heavenly but a delicate white snow covers the hedge maze and the endless fields.
...what happened?...
FLASHBACK...The party was so busy, but so many of her friends were there and there was so much laughter and drink. She corset had been so tight, and the rum was so very sweet, and she remembered sitting in the garden's to stop her head spinning....there was a woman...or a man....she helped me...
A noise.
Her head snapped to the right, and a soft glow pulsating and beamed from the top of the huge stairwell that curves around the marble walls. She sniffs, 'cigar smoke?'
FLASKBACK...'Do you mind if I smoke my dear? No, of course you don't'. She blew smoke in the garden's freezing air as she stroked her hair...'who was she'...
She looked around the silver lit room, and realised this was her only option. The snow-lit lands imprisoned her with their threat of frost-bite, and her nudity would leave her so vunerable...and the light looked so warm...She walked slowly up the stairs, her hand running up the smooth and silky railing, and the smell of the smoke grew stronger, but with each step the temperature in the house grew, and she felt herself being pulled more and more into the light.
The room glowed orange. As she peeped around the corner into the room she saw a huge blazing fireplace, the fire licking and devouring the fresh logs, the cracking and spitting echoing off the orange walls. The walls were alive as the flames threw their reflections across the room. The smell of cigar smoke mixed with the fire smoke, but the strong smell of vanilla filled her senses. Feeling safety, she walked into the room and towards the fire. 'Hmmmm, no one's here...bizarre.'
'Hello my dear.' A female voice. A small laugh.
She jumped back from the fire, yelping slightly, and looked towards the otherside of the room where the flames seem to avoid and where the shadows dominate. Subconsciously the naked girl covered her erect breasts and shaved area below with her shaking hands, and lowered her head out of shame, but her eyes blazed with anger.
'Who are you? And did you bring me here?'
'.....Yes.....'
'Well'....the girl replied sharply, gaining confidence due to the shadows covering the woman, 'you need to take me home because people are going to start looking for me, and you are going to be in real trouble-'
'That's enough!'
The woman suddenly stood up, the chair scraping sharply against the floor. The girl jumped back,almost into the fire, and her hands flew away from her body and grasped the fireplace to stop herself from falling into the flames. The woman strode out of the shadows, and her icy blue eyes pierced the girl, and drove a knife into her memory as she suddenly remembered how she got here...
FLASHBACK: She woman held her against her heaving chest as she loosened the girls corset from her shivering body. The girl sighed in pleasure as the corset released its iron grip. 'You have such a beautiful....well....' THEN PAIN. Then darkness....
The girl's hand flew to her neck, and she squealed in pain when her fingers thrust into the gaping wound in her neck. She looked down to see dried blood on her arm and stomach,'How had i not seen that before?'
'Did you do this to me?' The girl muttered as the woman approached her. She felt her anger rising, and smiled to herself as she felt the familiar sensation the smell of blood arose in here. She felt the wetness bleed from her special place, her nipples as erect as her senses as the woman now stood behind her.
'Yes I did'. The woman suddenly grabbed the girl's head and smacked it into the stone fireplace. The girl stumbled back, blood blinding and feeding her. She staggered but did not run away. Instead she smiled and faced the woman, feeling the warm blood dripping over her cheek and down her lips and chin.
'You should not have done that', the girl sneered. Without warning, she threw herself at the woman, but the woman was too fast and too powerful for the thin and tiny white girl, and caught her mid-air before throwing her into the nearest sofa. The girl screamed as she landed, but she knew better than to move now, so there she led, her bloody chest heaving, her waist-length black hair matted by blood, and her small white fangs poised and ready, glowing against the deep blood smeared over her lips.
The woman stood proud before the fire. The girl glared at her with bloodlust and sexual longing. She was so majestic. She wore a tailored black suit with a white shirt, now speckled with blood. Her top hat bore a gorgeous small dagger, it's jewel glinting in the firelight. She was so tall with huge firm breasts, and a curious bulge in her groin... But it was her face which caught the girl. Her ice blue eyes contrasted with the blood red lips, but the girl's eyes were on the woman's fangs.
'..and you thought you were the only one. Come here.'
'Make me' the girl smiled, bearing her fangs whilst running her fingers over the blood on her breast, bringing it to her lips, and licked it slowly with her pierced tongue, but she stopped as the woman smiled - a deadly smile, something which struck fear into her.
The woman suddenly thrust herself across the room, and roughly grabbed the girl by her hair. She screaming and flailed as the woman dragged her across the room and towards the fire. Her strong arms and legs pinned the girl on her back, and her forearm forced itself into her neck, stifling her screams and choking her. The woman forced her face upon her, and the girl stopped crying out, stopped struggling, stopped growling...just stopped.
'Now....then', The woman gently peeled the girl's bloody hair from her face... 'You have been a very bad Dolly, haven't you? Dolly has made herself all messy,and Dolly has got blood on my shirt, and that makes me quite cross, doesn't it Dolly?......Bad Dolly.'
Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.
The woman cracked her hand over and over across the girl's face, then pinned her face to one side and opened the neck wound the woman had forced upon her.
'Oh, Dolly is bleeding. Poor little Dolly. This needs cleaning now doesn't it?'
Tongue and teeth against white flesh, cleaning but also cutting, soothing but also agonising. Again. Again. Again. Pain. Pain. PAIN. PAIN! PAIN!! PAIN!!!
'When did the fire get so bright. And so hot....'
| 20 Mar 10, 10:39 PM erus_boy_g UK(SK), 4 yrs |
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