story..warning not suitable for the weak lol
now kiddies, dont be stealing this...but i am thinkign buot maybe turning it into an epic novel? should i ?
Lustmordia Versklavung
In her human years she lived life as an aristocrat of sorts. At the age of 16 her father brought her news of a man who would be her husband by no later than the new moon. This man was a vile creature…she referred to him often in their brief encounters as Satan himself, little did she know this man was in fact an incubus going by the name of Vaughn Ungustig. Obeying her father she married this man, even though she thought of him as contemptible. Several years went by, she found herself at the age of 25...miserable. Over the last 9 years Vaughn often was never home, sneaking out late at night and coming back into bed smothered with the stench of other women at dawn. Sleeping all day and very temperamental if Lustmordia spoke more than loving words or lustful phrases to him. However she dealt with it because she did not want to betray her father’s bidding. Later on in the year that she was to be age 25 she found herself to be pregnant with Vaughn’s child. Delighted with the fact that she was pregnant an overwhelming sense of despair engulfed her, for the mere fact that this child was conceived to that of a man, which was evil. The months passed by and here she was 8 months pregnant, Vaughn came in the usual way…at dawn smelling of woman’s perfume, but this time rather than coming back content he came back quiet angered...Lustmordia asked “ “M’lord? May I ask what is bothering you?” He snapped back with “ shut your mouth whore” This was the first time that he had ever called to Lustmordia with an insulting name. Lustmordia snapped back “ oh dear sir, did one of your many lady’s dump you?” Vaughn plunged toward Lustmordia, and with his boot knife began to cut open her womb. Tearing the baby from her body and sucking the life out of it Lustmordia then found out the truth about what sort of creature Vaughn was. Once Vaughn was finished he smiled at her, dropped the corpse onto Lustmordia’s dieing body, stood up and waltzed out with pride.
As Lustmordia lay there dieing holding her lifeless son with her lazy hand a creature rose from the shadows. (GRAZZT) “He spoke “Madam, you are a victim of fury, you are a prisoner to your newfound hatred for man, and here you are dieing, incapable of getting revenge…I am wiling to offer a second chance. This chance will be for you to seek him out and pay him the woes in which he has bestowed upon you” Lustmordia perks up. With a shaky voice she muttered, “Just tell me how.” He speaks “Well I will give you new life, you will be allowed to roam the earth again, fully capable of being able to live life as you would if you were well…alive. (Long pause) However, this gift I will bring to you does not come without a price. “ How much! Any price! Money is of no object!” he says “ not with money, your paper and coin does nothing for me, I want your soul.” She replies with “ take it, just let me live so I can avenge my sons death”
She awakens, reborn as the undead. With being undead came many great powers. The downfall to her newfound self though was so no longer was the naturally loving and caring woman she had always known and prided of herself to be. The only emotion she felt now was hate. All she could think about was putting men through the pain they had put her through.
Once acquainted with her new self she began to roam the streets. Going to underground bars and clubs, men making their feeble attempts at seducing her. She was a great actress; she pretended to be swept off her feet by these men. Often taking them back to her home where there she would begin to play along with their game of seduction, and once they were completely indulged in their lust she would take out her chained hook and begin to carve their flesh off their muscle. Piece by gory piece, their screams of absolute agony echoing throughout the mansion she would lustfully take from them. Once their bodies went into shock she would taunt them…”So, have you found pleasure yet? Did you get what you came here for? I certainly got what I wanted.” Noticing the fear in their eyes, in which she was getting off on she, would then say to her victim in an arrogant way “ Honestly, I don’t care if you got what you wanted…I got what I wanted and now I must dispose of you.” It is then that she would begin to tear off their muscle and dissect them until their body was just a pile of bloody, gory mush. Laughing orgasmicaly all the while, once calmed down and finding herself in a state of contentment she would rid of the evidence with magic. No blood was left, no body…the men would vanish and she would move onto her next victim.
At times she would torture and kill 5 to 6 men in one night. Sometimes though she would just toy with one, or a couple for a few weeks at a time. Torturing them until they die from exhaustion or shock, or beg for death. She enjoyed it the most when they begged for it.
Which bring us to today… after much time had passed, and hundreds of victims dead and gone she thrives. Still not bored with her eternal fate, in fact she is stronger than she ever has been, gaining other powers along the way, and conjuring up new ways to torture her victims. However, she now is more selective with her choice of prey. At the beginning she took whomever she could as her play toy. That got old fairly quickly for her after all she is immortal. As time passed and she killed more men at random, they all were the same. There was no thrill anymore; no matter how many she killed there was always a void. Still keeping in mind that she is trying to find Vaughn and building up her strength enough to defeat him, she now only goes after men in which she is attracted to.
These physically beautiful creatures gave her a sense of triumph… instead of these men which in her human life would be the men who hurt her, she was hurting them. All the while she ponders, what will come of when she finds Vaughn? If she defeats him, does she cease to exist? Or does she keep living life like this? What if she can never defeat Vaughn?
Lustmordia Versklavung
In her human years she lived life as an aristocrat of sorts. At the age of 16 her father brought her news of a man who would be her husband by no later than the new moon. This man was a vile creature…she referred to him often in their brief encounters as Satan himself, little did she know this man was in fact an incubus going by the name of Vaughn Ungustig. Obeying her father she married this man, even though she thought of him as contemptible. Several years went by, she found herself at the age of 25...miserable. Over the last 9 years Vaughn often was never home, sneaking out late at night and coming back into bed smothered with the stench of other women at dawn. Sleeping all day and very temperamental if Lustmordia spoke more than loving words or lustful phrases to him. However she dealt with it because she did not want to betray her father’s bidding. Later on in the year that she was to be age 25 she found herself to be pregnant with Vaughn’s child. Delighted with the fact that she was pregnant an overwhelming sense of despair engulfed her, for the mere fact that this child was conceived to that of a man, which was evil. The months passed by and here she was 8 months pregnant, Vaughn came in the usual way…at dawn smelling of woman’s perfume, but this time rather than coming back content he came back quiet angered...Lustmordia asked “ “M’lord? May I ask what is bothering you?” He snapped back with “ shut your mouth whore” This was the first time that he had ever called to Lustmordia with an insulting name. Lustmordia snapped back “ oh dear sir, did one of your many lady’s dump you?” Vaughn plunged toward Lustmordia, and with his boot knife began to cut open her womb. Tearing the baby from her body and sucking the life out of it Lustmordia then found out the truth about what sort of creature Vaughn was. Once Vaughn was finished he smiled at her, dropped the corpse onto Lustmordia’s dieing body, stood up and waltzed out with pride.
As Lustmordia lay there dieing holding her lifeless son with her lazy hand a creature rose from the shadows. (GRAZZT) “He spoke “Madam, you are a victim of fury, you are a prisoner to your newfound hatred for man, and here you are dieing, incapable of getting revenge…I am wiling to offer a second chance. This chance will be for you to seek him out and pay him the woes in which he has bestowed upon you” Lustmordia perks up. With a shaky voice she muttered, “Just tell me how.” He speaks “Well I will give you new life, you will be allowed to roam the earth again, fully capable of being able to live life as you would if you were well…alive. (Long pause) However, this gift I will bring to you does not come without a price. “ How much! Any price! Money is of no object!” he says “ not with money, your paper and coin does nothing for me, I want your soul.” She replies with “ take it, just let me live so I can avenge my sons death”
She awakens, reborn as the undead. With being undead came many great powers. The downfall to her newfound self though was so no longer was the naturally loving and caring woman she had always known and prided of herself to be. The only emotion she felt now was hate. All she could think about was putting men through the pain they had put her through.
Once acquainted with her new self she began to roam the streets. Going to underground bars and clubs, men making their feeble attempts at seducing her. She was a great actress; she pretended to be swept off her feet by these men. Often taking them back to her home where there she would begin to play along with their game of seduction, and once they were completely indulged in their lust she would take out her chained hook and begin to carve their flesh off their muscle. Piece by gory piece, their screams of absolute agony echoing throughout the mansion she would lustfully take from them. Once their bodies went into shock she would taunt them…”So, have you found pleasure yet? Did you get what you came here for? I certainly got what I wanted.” Noticing the fear in their eyes, in which she was getting off on she, would then say to her victim in an arrogant way “ Honestly, I don’t care if you got what you wanted…I got what I wanted and now I must dispose of you.” It is then that she would begin to tear off their muscle and dissect them until their body was just a pile of bloody, gory mush. Laughing orgasmicaly all the while, once calmed down and finding herself in a state of contentment she would rid of the evidence with magic. No blood was left, no body…the men would vanish and she would move onto her next victim.
At times she would torture and kill 5 to 6 men in one night. Sometimes though she would just toy with one, or a couple for a few weeks at a time. Torturing them until they die from exhaustion or shock, or beg for death. She enjoyed it the most when they begged for it.
Which bring us to today… after much time had passed, and hundreds of victims dead and gone she thrives. Still not bored with her eternal fate, in fact she is stronger than she ever has been, gaining other powers along the way, and conjuring up new ways to torture her victims. However, she now is more selective with her choice of prey. At the beginning she took whomever she could as her play toy. That got old fairly quickly for her after all she is immortal. As time passed and she killed more men at random, they all were the same. There was no thrill anymore; no matter how many she killed there was always a void. Still keeping in mind that she is trying to find Vaughn and building up her strength enough to defeat him, she now only goes after men in which she is attracted to.
These physically beautiful creatures gave her a sense of triumph… instead of these men which in her human life would be the men who hurt her, she was hurting them. All the while she ponders, what will come of when she finds Vaughn? If she defeats him, does she cease to exist? Or does she keep living life like this? What if she can never defeat Vaughn?