Beware... You are in for a Scare!
I'm sure some of you have read my poetry... well, sitting here in the darkness and silence of my grandmother's house, watching the clouds go by a sick idea came into my head. A short story, or free verse- whichever- popped into my brain. It kind of takes my "Perverse Fantasy" a little further... it's a little sicker. Keep in mind I'm writing this as the words flow into my mind and out onto this virtual paper.
Warning: Intended for MATURE AUDIENCES...
They meet in a bar, she smells of sweet roses, he of cheap wine.
He eyes her, she smiles and blushes.
He approaches her, her inviting eyes are rrresistible!
Simple talk turn to passionate lustful conversation.
Into his car they go... he drives past the city and into the uninviting moores.
He smells her confusion and fear, makes him so hot... so erect.
She's so perfect, he thinks, why can't I have her? Why won't she be mine?
Look at the fear in her eyes, I am no monster...
He leans over to her and she shys away clutching onto the handle upon the door.
He tries to pull her away, she refuses to come with.
A monster he becomes.
Out his door and over to her's does he go full of racing hormones ready to take her Fear fills her eyes, he only gets hotter for her.
An arm is grabbed and onto the ground does she go.
He binds her hands with such care, delicately does he remove her clothing gently folding her dress and places it on the hood.
He has her way with her for hours, covering her with his hot sweat and seed.
Daylight breaks and her undoes her restraints and dresses her.
Carefully he puts her back into the car and drives to his apartment.
Onto his bed does she go... away to the shower with him.
Cleansing his soiled body of last night's encounter,
The door opens and to his amazement his angel stands before him!
She looks at him with much disappointment
You finished so soon, did I not please you?
Was I not full-filling?
Shock swiftly took him aback...
Her eyes were still so inviting...
I must have her again!
He reaches for her only to receive a blow to the head with a concealed weapon of choice,
You shouldn't leave this out when I'm around, she said sweetly as she dropped a small hammer and dragged him over to the bed.
Fear suddenly came to him, an emotion most alien to him.
Shame I never got my turn last night, darling.
So happy you took me home with you, she said as she binded him to his bed posts.
Away to her purse to retrieve her toys...
Razor blades, whips, small link chains, leather gags, candles, and matches
His eyes opened wide as she gagged him,
I'm so glad I met you...
You can be my slave since I was yours...
Gentle kisses upon his face were soon replaced with slow long cuts with her blades, the cracking of the whip over his bare flesh was heard
His muffled pleas and cries only drove her to do it more.
I love it when they beg, don't you, lovely?
She tortured her new slave for hours until night came.
She released him from his restraints.
He began to cry.
Why the tears, darling?
You didn't enjoy it?
I thought you were into this.
He looked at her amazed
She enjoyed me raping her?
She looked into his eyes,
We weren't role playing last night?
He just looked at her...
His sweet perfect angel was as much as a pervert as he...
And O did the thought please him.
Of course, we were role playing.
Splendid, I'll dress you're wounds and when you're healed we can have some more fun
Definitely, he kissed her cheek.
She dressed his wounds and left her number on the pillow
She with a quick kiss and smile.
Out the door she went,
He watched her walk away into the night...
My master, he thought... I could get used to this.
~Fin~
It's... well, it's certainly interesting I must say... I'm kinda turned not, aren't you? Oh, the girl's lines are in white, the guys are in yellow- I didn't feel like using quotations. I didn't want to miss a word from what my mind was telling me... I may add more. Hell, this erotic stuff is easy to write... I may write more, and they will be longer... Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccchhhhhhhhhhhhh longer. Tee hee.