Note From The Authors:
Note- This piece was written out of pure passion and coincidence for we both loved the image displayed that opened doors of creativity as me and my partner meshed ideas and wrote down , whatever came to mind spontaneously in an effort to make something worth our while. And I hope it is worth your while as well. Happy reading
Evelyn
*Your hair cascades down, a frozen waterfall. Your shoulders are rotated to outflung arms. Your breasts are ….. still.
I rest my fingers on your diaphragm, a caress of sorts, an intimate and unconscious touch, like reaching for a hand to comfort a mourner. They ache, my fingers…..The livid marks on your throat.
With my other hand I lift your diary ….. we met six months ago……
My eyes drift over your perfect handwriting. It flows fluently and unhesitatingly across the page. There. My name.
“A new work colleague – her name is Evelyn. It’s strange…..but I feel drawn to her.”
Bianca
I close my eyes. Your body is so still. I think about…..us.*
The paper talks to you , my voice echoing in your mind , and you could never forget my image. No matter how hard you try. “Oh Eve , do you actually need to close your eyes to think about us”
*I could see her hair rise , as she opens her eyelids.
To find me , dressed sharply, adorning my lean figure in a tight pencil skirt that hugged my ass and thighs perfectly. It had a fairly generous slit from her knee upwards that displayed my toned thigh when I moved with silky black French knickers underneath and a matching balconnette bra that pushed my breasts upwards into two beautiful mounds.Those long legs were modestly almost covered in sheer stockings, held up by suspenders.
On top, I covered up with a bright white shirt, leaving a few buttons undone to show off my gorgeous cleavage. Using a smart belt to enhance the tiny waist. All of my curves shown off to just the right effect. Just like in your memory.
“She isn’t going to be much of a threat. She seemed nervous on her first day and everyone was cheering her up making her feel comfortable.
Though , her dark olive eyes. They didn’t corroborate with how she was acting.
Something’s Fishy”*
Going Scarlet , dear one? That’s just the first entry. You have time before someone suspects what happened. And you can’t take the diary with you , too much risk. So , why not just sit back and rekindle those memories Just for a little while
Evelyn
Why, hello, Bianca. You’re here.
You’re Gone…..but still here. Whether my eyes are open or closed.
From that first moment, you saw me as no threat. But even in that, you knew I was more than what met your eyes. I took your approach as friendliness…..
“It was suspicion.” I’m swaying slightly in place, and speaking to you. Even then? You knew? Then why…. Why did you let me get so close….
My hand drifts down your stomach. You skin is still warm. Death takes time to cool a passion like ours…..if even death ever can.
My name doesn’t appear again for a week, but then, it fills nearly half a page. It was the night we met for drinks. Our first night of cruel pleasure. I know how I would describe it….. my eyes devoured your words. My reality can’t be trusted, not even by me. What was your reality?
Did you start to love me that night……or to hate me?
Bianca
”…. I was expecting a normal Saturday night. The clinking of glasses, casual conversations, intermittent outbursts of laughter. It was busy. People were grouped, and were not, all around me. Faceless among the masses. There was a lively pulse, and a festive electricity in the air. And then I catch a glimpse of my colleagues, encompassing…. …. Her. Again. At the centre. Gawd. Everyone was looking at her as she moved her body to the beat without a care in the world.”
’Don’t try to tell me you were there …. Coincidentally. Your outfit was meant to impress. Every man in there was already in their room with you in their head , and every woman hid their jealousy , wishing they were you behind those sweet smiles. YOU were the party. And I Wasn’t. I couldn’t let you continue.’
”I was fuming red. And I did what I had to. Put this slut Down. So I planned an accident. Had to seduce a waiter into it…. And the next thing they saw… was a waiter begging for forgiveness , and a sculpture stained in wine. “ ‘Fuck , it was so titillating to look at you like that’ “I stepped forward to help ..escorted her to the bathroom… To give her a glimpse of Hell”
Evelyn
I remember the blood-red wine. The blooming stain across my white blouse. The way it revealed to everyone there that I hadn’t worn a bra that night. The obvious and immediate erection of your poor waiter. You had seduced him? Whatever you promised him, it fled his mind in that moment.
Did that sting? To go from manipulative puppeteer to forgotten in the space of my nipples going rigid in a sheath of red-wet cotton? Looking back, I realize now what I saw in your eyes.
You were unaccustomed to competition. To “threats” as your first entry put it. As much as my blouse clung to my skin, I was under your skin. And you both hated that…..and wonderingly explored it. Like a half-torn fingernail or a loose tooth.
That ladies room….it was the first time we were alone together. The first time I touched your hair. The first time I tasted your lips.
The first time I bit you….where your clothes would conceal it. Our secret life began then….and it crescendoed…..each note clearer and more intense…..until tonight….
Bianca
*…. “The way her body swaggered from side to side. Her ataxic gait. I had sensed she was drunk. Promising her spare clothes.
I accompanied her to the bathroom cubicle as she undressed in my presence. Slowly peeling her clothes away from her curves.This was a body regularly honed in the gym but still maintaining a feminine grace.
I had reviewed the many file photographs but none of them did justice to the woman in the flesh. Her breasts were to die for. They were firm and well shaped, crowned with proudly pouting, tight, brown roundels.
Her hips were not pronounced but her waist was sufficiently pinched to lend them an inviting allure.
For a moment. I was distracted…nonplussed…
And in a flurry of quick movements…
My forearm was at her neck , as I watched her pupils dilate …
The consternation radiating from her face to her entire Body.
Now pinned to a cold wall…
“You’ve always looked good in the shades of red. Ssshhhh…
Don’t even try to part those lips , if you don’t want to get asphyxiated to death. I know you aren’t that naïve.
Getting straight to the point , Get Out Of My Way. I’ve worked too hard an too much to get where I am. And I am not going to let a new girl steal all of that away in a jiffy.
Obey. And you may just survive.
Defy…. And I’ll burn the living soul out of you.”
For a moment, I wanted to put her out of her misery.
But I retracted myself. She deserved more pain.
The last time I looked at her…I Saw…someone…
Naked… Afraid…. Alone….
Before I….
The next page is torn , hesitantly it seems
I stormed off the cubicle ,
Tossing her dress in the trash.
Informed my colleagues that she retraced her steps back to her home.
We left the party , without her. Alas , I can sleep peacefully
She is Over.”*
Evelyn
In the present, I touch the torn page. What had you written there, that upon retracing your steps – immediately? Months later? – you couldn’t bear to read again?
Perhaps the truth?
Yes, you saw me naked. Far more so than simply physically unclothed. When you shoved me against the wall….when you oh-so-briefly strangled me, you saw all of me.
And, I think, you saw yourself. Is that revelation what you wrote and then couldn’t bear to face?
Obey or Defy. That became Our Game, didn’t it, Bianca? From that second when I gripped your flaming hair and catapulted us both across the cubicle, driving my body into yours. My bared breasts pressed into yours. I hated in that second that you were clothed and hidden from me. Even the thin separation of a layer of cotton cloth was unbearable. Your blouse was pushed from your shoulder and my teeth found your flesh just outside of the shoulder strap of your bra. My thigh split yours, your skirt riding it up to your hips
We teetered there, on the edge, but something told us that now we knew each other, there would be another time, another place. We parted, and I watched you go. I retrieved my ruined dress, and took a silent Uber home.
I don’t believe you did sleep peacefully that night. The next day at work, your eyes were red. I remember. I remember following you into the empty conference room. Why is there no entry of that in your book, Bianca? You should be proud of how well you presented in the meeting that followed, with both your perfect pink nipples bitten and puffy in your designer bra.
Steal all you’ve gained – how modest your fear was. I vowed that first night to empty everything, you bitch.
Bianca
*It’s imprinted in your brain. Our first night. Even though your senses were hardly functioning , your body tired. But your primal instincts didn’t fail you.
Locked in a cubicle with the woman you couldn’t get your eyes off of.
You were steaming in that moment ….as adrenaline rushed through your blood.
Look down below. You are still throbbing for my touch.
You never were the victim.
Or … Its all a figment of your imagination.
You were Drunk. To the Core.
Standing inches away from her
Maybe it’s a reality , that you chose to accept.
What really happened….
You might never know…
One more thing , Do you remember The Meeting.*
*…. “We’d had a morning meeting, to go over various proposals and ideas for our next quarter.
It definitely was important. The chairwoman , the fundraisers , senior executives. They were all going to show up.
Yeah , even her. And I decided to put the nail in her coffin.
I sneaked my way into the conference room.
To find her computer… And erase everything. Her presentation and her career. All I needed was two minutes and a quarter.
The meeting commenced with , Me… explaining facts with a breathtaking presentation until…
In front of everyone, she’d had the nerve to tell me a proposal I’d put forth needed revision. Worse, she’d commented on past decisions I’d made, even going so far as to bring up financial numbers to back up her assertions and that I’d been less than effective in my position.
It was an unmitigated disaster. Her sudden and unprovoked attack upon me had left me completely in disarray. I was shaking in rage as I walked back to my seat.
But she was next.
And the insolent tramp fumbled as she realized her time in this office was done She restarted the laptop , with no hope of retrieving her slides.
And nothing to show all those important people.
“Ohh? Did you forget?”
She shot a death stare at me piercing through everyone.
Bye Bye Evelyn…*
Evelyn
Oh. The Meeting. How could I forget.
I humiliated you. An unprovoked attack? You don’t consider what you did in the ladies room at the bar a provocation? You had it coming, Bianca. And do you notice your own word choices? You didn’t claim I was wrong. I eviscerated you with your own poor work. I held the spotlight but the flaws were your own. Is the kitchen too hot, bitch? Then feel free to join the little ones at the kiddie table.
But what you did……sabotage. A gutless sabotage at that. Your fucking smirk revealed everything. And so I was humiliated as well. I looked unprepared, amateurish. You dragged me down to your level. Well, now that I was in the gutter with you, Bianca, I decided: why not go deeper together … into the sewer?
I began to undercut you at every turn. I made sure you based every work project on information that I corrupted. I started rumors about you that everyone was delighted to believe. We were on a collision course. Not head-on, not yet. One with dozens of side-swipes. And hate conceived in such a marriage as we shared could only slouch towards birth, a rough beast.
God. I wanted so much to destroy you…..and at the same time, possess you….
Bianca
*You weren’t the only one bedevilled
Your very existence troubled me…. Made me mad.
Her black skirt, shorter than mine in an obvious attempt to show a little more leg, barely covered the tops of her cheap stockings.
Her blazer, a dark blue that failed to match her skirt, was clearly right off the rack. It had obviously been purchased for one effect only: to push her tits up and out as far as it could manage, creating a valley of cleavage that would border on indecent outside a work place, let alone in one.
Nothing more than a fucking eye candy…
But she could harner support.
And for months.
You were the only thing that mattered…
As You Rose.
Blackmailing… Corrupting… And sucking off on every senior executive.
Every Single Diary Entry… From that Second.
Was about Her.
As I stumbled on every hurdle that she planted.
They all despised me just to get in your panties
My nostrils flared , feeling my muscles and veins straining against the skin
“I always found subtlety a waste of time. Down we go , sex nugget”*
“…. PROMOTED.
I am going to stop putting up a surprise mask. She has only risen after that meeting.
I can’t let her destroy me though.
But look at our destiny…
Mrs Riley called the both of us in front of her.
Trying hard to stay on topic , than focusing on her voluptuous body.
“Evelyn. You have shown exceptional skill and passion(ofcourse) since the beginning. And I am delighted to announce that you will be promoted to the partnering Head of the Department. You will be handling this entire sector with Bianca , who seems a little disgruntled.
You will be taking her position if she fails to prove she deserves her position in the next few days.
Good luck….”
Evelyn
I close my teeth on the one in your ear.
I press a nail in the one between your thighs.
Steady pull. Steady pressure.
The one in your ear tears loose. A single drop of blood. I let it drop from my teeth to my palm.
“Get out of my way…..or I’ll take the other one,” I whisper.
As I leave your office to claim my new office right next door, I let the wolf have my smile.
Bianca
*….I was about to break down. I tried everything.
Murmuring insults to myself lost in my own head space
Dumbstruck… a chill ran down my spine.
For I could sense the dark sheathing around me … weaving my soul to it’s own… for everything was still and silent
It can’t be… the door must have clicked…As I looked back
And it was Retribution…
The demon that I gave birth to…
And She was quick…
I was held in place… In the exact same way.
As the cubicle… only authorities exchanged.
This time another tingle went down my spine , but it didn’t stop there. It went further , below my belt , and my skirt into the space between my legs.
They were right under my chin. Her heavenly orbs… Poking through me
Looking into her , and for a moment her eyes went Amber.
“You learn Quick”
I perspired like a pig. My limbs stiff….
I was horrified.
I Tried to regain my composure…. But was
Petrified to breathe out.
I realized she was teasing me.
Taunting my clitoris…
I wanted to call for help…Shriek in disbelief… But I felt so vulnerable.
I shut my hole …quietly listening to her.
My lips pursed together… As she draws blood
My tingles getting warmer , realising there was a damp wet spot beneath my fabric.
My crimson Bathing her perfectly
The only sound heard… Was the Pearl falling.
Along with my dignity , my post , my entire career , my sanity , my sleep. All because of this blood thirsty predator”
…. When she left.
I stood there for a minute. Not a muscle in my body dared to flex….
All I could see was her …. Naked from our first night….and the blood dropping from her lower lip
Saying.
“I am a fucking Barracuda”
I regain my senses…. Pickup my stuff. And get out of my office straight to my home.
Maybe…
I lost*
Evelyn
You are shaken. I see you leave, walking fast, your face flushed. Like how I fled from you the first night.
Impulsively, I follow you. Advantages are to be pressed….. like I pressed you to that wall.
That was the first time I visited your apartment. The first time I watched you, through your unblinded windows. I could still taste your Pearl in my mouth, the copper of that drop of your blood. I still held the earring, the sharp point of its stud gouging my palm. I closed my eyes and though of reuniting it with your flesh….. but not your ear……
I consider simply going to your door and ringing your bell. Instead I thumbed your number from my contacts, and watched you as your phone began to buzz.
You don’t answer.
I call again.
The third time you answer..
Neither of us speak. We simply breathe together, slipping unknowingly into synchronicity. You move to your windows…..and we watch each other…..
Bianca
“…. “See how quickly I got here Bianca”
*Make it stop… Just…stooppp…. I can’t…. I can’t….Noooo….
Hopeless…
My mind was playing games with me…
It was my descent into madness…
I couldn’t stop my hand from twitching … As I ran toward my home and towards my bedroom.
I was in that cubicle… Yet again.
To see the naked her…. Her jugs rising to my face as I threatened her.
I could… Feel
Her thigh… Parting me…
“I’ve gotta stop”
Ohh I couldn’t . I wish I had the power.
It was her thigh the other day…it was my finger right now.
Peeling away those layers of fabric , daring to take a look at it.
It was red… Throbbing… Growing….
Like a blooming flower.
My finger went inside…
With a satisfying squelch
Gasping with my mouth open. Trying not to make any sound.
The girl in my mind was beautiful, pale skin with a smattering of freckles, her golden blond hair pulled into a tight, militant bun, and piercing emerald flecked eyes. Her cherry red lipstick was the same shade I was wearing today.
“Big fish in a small tank”
“FUCK ME”
*I fingerbanged myself… Slowly at first. I was embracing the reality. The truth.
Clutching my pointy hard nipples….
I felt drugged… Tranced.
I placed my own nail… On my clitoris… As it struggled to get out.
But it wasn’t her…
I wanted her nail. Her touch.
I was so close. I could feel it.
“Just… Finish me Evelyn”
And then the phone rang.
Buzzed beside me on the pillow.
I was too abashed too talk.
Until I saw her Name.
I was too late….
I couldn’t pick it up.
Drunk in euphoric pleasure…
“I’ll take the other one!!”
I inserted my phone between my thighs… Right on my clitoris.
“Come on Eve… Call”
“Don’t give up on me like this.
CALL”
The black screen lit up…
As it vibrated my soul. Through my clit.
My abdominal muscles clenched as I ruined my sheets.
Spraying across the room.
“Fuck Yeah , Baby.”
The third time it rang.
I decided to pick up… my own fingers and the screen , drenched with my nectar.*
Evelyn
Silently, I listen to your breathing……rapid…..shallow……
And the soft wet slurp of your fingers………
You are purring
I close my eyes and jab the sharp stud of your earring deeper into my palm. When you move to your window, your breasts brazenly bared, I feel a deep throb…..
*The desire I feel is a conflicting whirl…… it is to possess you, and to be possessed by you. It is to strangle your life away – but to be re-born in you.
Your rigid nipples graze the glass. You place wet fingers in your mouth. Is it an invitation, or a warning…….
Barely thirty minutes ago, you writhed under my thumb. I took your Pearl.
And now…… at the window…… you are a goddess. Or a succubus…….
My fingers are moving as if under your control rather than mine. I touch your Pearl to my clit……and shudder……..*
Bianca
She couldn’t help but follow , couldn’t resist the urge to find out. I looked down through the window to confirm. One last sip… One last lick… That’s all I cared for as I heaved on my window A call without words yet a jet stream of emotions flowed in perfect synchrony. I pick up my pen. “Dear Diary. I am ready to face my inner fears. And Surely today will be the end of it. For so long , I’ve tried to come to terms with my thoughts. But my feelings for her just become more complex and deeper. Thank you for containing my demons for the longest If I am lucky , I’ll see you tonight Yours lovingly B.”
A long dragged out screech of the wooden door revealed my barren body to her part by part. A subtle smirk on my face as I saw her , fingers Inside her skirt . “Come on in Darling. Kettle’s just boiled. Would you care for a cup of tea.”
Evelyn
You open the door. Ask about tea.
With your pale and perfect body casually displayed. Your pink Pearl visible, nestled in your cleft.
I slowly withdraw my fingers from my own wetness……short of satisfaction, but your gleaming eyes promise so much more as I enter your house in a daze.
But still….as I pass you…. I lift my perfumers hand and slip my wet fingers between your lips. Your tongue greets them warmly. Your eyes shutter slightly before opening wide again.
This is your……lair? What word fits an occupant as dangerous as you…..my gaze sweeps the bed, the book lying open on it, perfect lines of cursive marching across its pages. That word catches slightly in my mind; so much like curses. What spells have you in your journal, Bianca. Spells that summon – here I am. Incantations that arouse – I’m desperate for your tongue to explore each aspect of my being. Magic black……black enough to twist us into cruel caricatures of humanity, gargoyles of lust.
“Yes. Tea. Simple English Breakfast……a splash of milk.”
Wildly, I imagine it from your own breast……
Bianca
*The door behind her, by virtue of wind and luck. Clicks.
Locking us in a closed space. Once again.
A tale waiting to be rewritten, this time in complete detail.
She was frantic with worry,
Lost in the tenebrous spiral staircase of her own self and her body just keeps tumbling downward.
Her two fingers pushed in between my lips.
*The Wrong ones Eve*
I close my eyes to recognise how each drop tickled my taste bud.
Like the scent of blood to a hungry Shark.
When my eyelids opened, I wasn’t human.
“Change of plan. The tea can wait.
I can’t”
My knees buckled from the orgasm earlier , my arms reach between her globes
Ripping her buttons. In quick succession, hurriedly.
I do the mistake at looking her in the eyes.
Clasping her cheeks in between my fingers.
I turn her head towards my neck.
I flex my wet tongue …
And jab it inside her ear canal.
Whispering inside her head through her ear.
For it would be only fair and engrossing.
For her to reveal her true form…
“How does it feel. To be deprived of what you want”
JAB
“Here I Am , so vulnerable. But for some reason I am not the one who is agitated”
JAB
“How does it feel, when things don’t go your way”
JAB
“Don’t you wish , this tongue was between your thighs , extracting your Pearl.”
JAB
“Your eyes fixated on my rack, eyefucking my each hole in a million positions”
JAB
“My fingers in your abyss”
JAB
“Fucking Loser”
Evelyn
Your tongue is a dagger of fire. Your words are a needle of ice. My mind is pierced. My blouse…..ripped open. Each word…..like a blow….. to my soul.
You will not deny me!
Did I shriek only in my mind? Your mouth doesn’t slacken. I……
My fingers, still wet, split open your pussy. I turn….. and pin you on the wall. My head twists…..and we are tongue against tongue now. My bared breasts slap yours…. Then glide….and hold …
“You will lose,” I promise this to you, I vow it to myself.
My fingers fill you….. and I sense your shiver….
I silence your tongue with mine.
Bianca
*Those olive green eyes suddenly appeared amber…
I felt a tingle once again. Was it just me.
Did she even touch me?
Her tanned and firm chest was the first thing I felt.
And in a flurry of movements… The cold wall was the last.
Our perfect globes mashed into each other , our heartbeats raced , so intimately close to each other.
She didn’t flinch. As her blouse toppled down from her shoulders, revealing more of her.
But I was too abstracted
She was inside me once again. Her fingers filling the right lips.
What took you so long!
As she enters me with a satisfying squelch
A sigh of satisfaction gets coupled with the intense pleasure…
Our lips meet…as my moan vibratos in her palate. Resonating through our bodies…
For we were already in heaven….
My palms instinctively cupping the underside of her ass.
I close my eyes. And relish it before my brain starts to function.
Both my arms hold her from behind , reaching her shoulder.
I dig my nails into her skin , clawing my way down , till her tail bone.
For it was my turn to ruin her…
I just might lose…
But it doesn’t mean she won.*
Evelyn
Intimacy……
We are taught it is love. Perhaps it is.
It is also hate. And fear.
What is more intimate than darkness? Than a shroud?
I moan as you open my ass with your talons. Your tongue briefly triumphant. My breasts shiver….. your nipples stiffen at this sign of weakness. Weakness……Intimacy……..
I plunge my fingers deeper into you. I twist them, vines growing and seeking. You lift to your toes and now my tongue is dominant again even as your diamond nipples drag mine. It….. hurts…… but the pain…….is Intimate.
It Is Hungry. Blindly, mindlessly, Hungry. A fire that escapes its ring. I break our kiss and bury my face in your throat, Bianca….. your pulse……my heart pressed against yours……
Bianca
*I had to begin to doubt myself… Coming out barren like this
To get cornered in my own house….Pushed against a dead end.
As her fingers explored my depths, churning my walls.
I struggled to get words out of my mouth….
I could feel my clitoris stimulated, out there in the cold to get touched by her new love.
Was my plan backfiring? Did I always want this?
The way she nuzzled into me…. Marking my throat.
Was I becoming the prey?
“You Will Lose” she promised.
Fuck That.
I try to monopolize using my bigger frame , I hold her by the neck , pushing her backward.
One step at a time… Knowing how delicate I was below my waist.
“My life was perfect. Before you stained it.
I was the consecutive employee of the year fifth time in a row.
But you came in and I am on my verge of demotion.
My colleagues, who used to peek to get a good look of my butt. Now make fun of me.
I can’t sleep. Nor can I function.
Its just YOU. Everywhere . Everytime.
And today. You had the audacity to barge into my office to threaten me.*
My grasp around her neck getting stronger
”I asked you to Stay Away. You’ve lost that privilege today. I will be the last person you’ll see. Lucky You. I’ll give you the most glorious end. So , Just Stay.”
Evelyn
Don’t lie. Not to me. Not to yourself. You did not want me to stay away.
You want me Here. You crave it. Your pulse confesses that to me. Your throbbing clit screams it.
You want my throat. From the moment you tasted me. Choking me in that restroom.
Your fingers tighten. Vise-like on my windpipe. My head…… forced back.
One step. Two. A tango, my breasts swaying freely as I grip your wrist.
What…..gives….you….this…..strength?
I sob, suddenly, breathlessly. My back hits the wall. My pulse hammers………
My vision blurs but your eyes burn through the fog.
Bianca
*I begin laughing… Like a maniac.
Pure excitement rushing through my veins…. With each step I take.
My body should not be able to do that.
I knew myself. I shouldn’t even be able to confront her.
I pictured it very differently.
Maybe, this was the point someone else took over.
Someone else. Residing deep inside me.
Her face turning blue from all the pressure.
Pinning her just beside my bed…
My neck bends to place my lips at the bare area of her neck, my canines locate a juicy vein.
So with one little bite… She flows…
Her crimson following its trail on her shoulder…
Controlling the amount of blood with my hand on her neck… Kissing that exact spot to suck some of it.
My other hand Yanks the fabric above her cooch down , slamming my own sex against her.
“Here cupcake.
I reunited the Pearls.
Now. Let’s play a game.
Its really Easy.
It just has one little rule…
Endure.
Capisce?”*
Evelyn
It boils out of you now; desire, lust.
Not for romance – for power. A consuming passion, one that takes my breath.
My lips thicken. My nipples harden painfully. I gasp as you bite me, a shudder to my soul as you draw my blood. The vampire legends are based in sexual predation, of course…..huntress and hunted.
You tear open my clothes. Do you touch my burning clit with fiery fingers…..or is it my imagination……and does the difference matter?
*“Endure”……. God, how that single word so perfectly captures us, our slow spiral, our measured dance. I nod my understanding, silently as your strangle me.
I will endure. I will accept your gift of pleasure and pain, of passion and torment. I will cherish it ….. and give to you in turn…….darling Bianca… I offer you myself, my legs slowly parting……my blood trickling over my bare shoulder……
My Pearl ready for your Pearl.*
Bianca
I chose to be naked. Too confident about my stance at the time…
Easier to seduce … To distract.
But being on display , you can’t hide yourself.
I place both my hands at either side of her head…
Trapping her in that little space.
Beginning our little game… By slowly scissoring my mons…Uppercutting your clitoris with my own… Moving my hips forward and upwards to facilitate this motion.
Grunting and howling in her ear… Sometimes faking it and sometimes a natural reaction to the process.
I tried to act confident but … Deep down. Her soft chest pulled my eyes ….
Her nipples dragging across my flesh ….made me crazy and my puffy pearl.
Deep down… It loved the new sensation a little bit too much.
“It’s a pity. I thought you were something special.
I thought they saw something different in you.
Nnnngghhhh….
But now that I look at you… You are nothing but another scared little kitten.
Mmmmm….
Waiting for someone better to control her, because that little brain of yours can’t think.
Hehehe….
So Give up already. You are fighting a lost battle. And the more you prolong it. The more ashamed you will be… Of who you are … Of who you have been. Always.”
Evelyn
Your whisper is blurred by my blood. Your taunting words brim with confidence.
But your pauses are gasps and they tell the full story.
Your nipples are softer than mine. I press them into your breasts. I slash them with mine.
Such symbolic dominance, your tits practically kneeling to mine. Bite away. I will endure that to humiliate you.
Your clit grazes mine. Two scorpions emerging to sting. I gasp….. tasting the venom that you stab.
My hips jerk and not because of my will. Because of you. You sense it……
But your own scorpion – your clit-dagger – is in danger. I sense it.
An overpowering attack would destroy you as much as me. Maybe more.
Still, you stab and sting, your hips writhing. I tear your mouth from my neck, bringing it bloody to mine. Our stomachs are a single sheet of muscles pressed together.
You invite me to surrender. You promise utter humiliation. You guarantee loss.
In answer, my clit and my nipples stab as one into yours…….and the shudder I force from you is your own answer to your demands.
It Is you who will break, Bianca. A violent shattering. I know who I Have Always Been.
And you will learn your deepest self at my feet.
Bianca
*They’ve all lied to us. Lied to us about knowing it in your heart before committing a sin. Warning you Before a wrongdoing… There’s no such thing as gut feeling …
When everything around you feels too good.
But sometimes, you tend to make mistakes. You tend to forget details.
For when her rack lifts up above mine. It should have occurred to me… That I was in danger.
The bleeding goddess , adapted to her new habitat… And soon enough marks her territory.
The way her skin rubs off over mine… Still looking me as if she loved me.
But her womanhood… Challenging mine. As I had been reduced to an animal responding to the stimuli carried by those nerve endings.
I take a step back…. Heaving … And my doubt strengthens.
Sweating profusely now… As my eyes seem to feast on her body.
For even adrenaline cant last forever.
And her one stroke… Had left me trembling.
I had to take rest. Before she tipped me…
But she had to be distracted
“Look.
I think . I got a little bit carried away
Eve… I think we just started on the wrong foot.
Let’s just … Let’s just … You know Hug …. And become friends”
*As soon as her eyes hover around in confusion…
I place my hands on her shoulders in affirmation
I bend my left knee a little ….
And project my thigh with a loud wham directly into her delicate part.
“What say. Bitch.
I’d betray you every second of my life until they throw your egoistic ass right Outta my territory”
Evelyn
You live for misdirection. Your life is a feint.
You pretend submissiveness, a drop of guards. Let’s be…..friends?
My momentary disorientation is your goal. You deflect….. then attack.
My body is left airless. My moan took it all. You hold my hair and only that keeps me from agonized collapse.
You pivot seamlessly from “friend” to “bitch” ……. Judas betrayed with a kiss as well……
You let me sink to my knees but you hold my hair. You display me. Quivering.
At your mercy.
And I know beyond all certainty…..that you have none.
Bianca
*I could see her choke. Her life force getting pulled away as those pain receptors tear her brain apart.
Her body wants to cocoon
But I hold her in the place… To see her writhe.
Finally…
To see her will shatter. To watch her succumb to me.
My right hand squeezes her face, making her pout…
As I begin to drill my knee… Further into her…
Raising her…
“A woman so delicately crafted, so wonderfully designed by nature, so exquisitely executed.
But couldn’t survive the cruel world.
This isn’t a world for beautiful princesses. Its infested by notorious witches.
And if you don’t submit, you get eaten. “
*I look back at the tea cups. Arranged on the table, just a couple feet away
But my eyes were pointed toward a peculiar vial
Placed beside it
Half empty.
As my prey followed my gaze.
I look back at her.
And without much effort, toss her frame to the side of the bed.
Her legs trying to comfort her cooch.
But I pry them wide open, as my arms separate her thighs to put her cherry red sex bead and her throbbing mound on display.
Kneeling down… Looking at her through the valley between her mountains..
I begin to taste the new hunt.
“Make me proud. Sweetie”*
Evelyn
You admit you are a witch. A proud confession. Your knee is your dark magic.
It crushes my clit. I mewl in pain and the pathetic sound hurt me a second time.
Your eyes sweep aside. To what. More darkness. It gives you strength.
You throw me on the bed, a rag doll owned by a capricious child.
The witch becomes a wolf. My spine arches, a criminal electrocuted. But my penalty isn’t death….it is writhing, twisting…… la petit mort…..
“God…..” I moan but not in prayer. My Pearl swells for your lips. You suckle it. My mind……..goes black.
Dimly…… I know that you only bore more deeply as my body lashes. My juices paint your face.
Your hands pin my thighs; parted.
You……devour me. Wolf-witch. I moan your name, not God’s. You are the Higher Being.
I shudder……and cum at your command……..
But though damaged….I am not done…..
Bianca
The way she arched , I was scared she might break her spine.
As soon as I begun , torturing that
Little innocent pea.
I could see her turn into a helpless being , the tears of submission
But soon… She proved it ….
*”Aaaaaahhhh… Marvelous…. *Sluuurrrpppp*
The stream of fluid pokes me in the eye… Dripping down all across my smirking face… As my tongue licks around my lips … As I rise a better woman.
At this point. It was proven who deserved to live…
She was good.
But crumbled to dust when I revealed who I was.
I turn my back towards her back
… Holdingt the vial in my hand…
I walk toward the kettle and pour it inside the tea…
Pouring out one cup.
“You failed. Miserably at that. I expected more… But turns out you are nothing more than eye candy.
For once you made me doubt my ability… But enough talking.
It’s time for your tea…
Come here ,my baby.
Ill bless you with a lifetime of orgasms, but you should be thirsty after that intense spurt”
Evelyn
The triumph in your face
A knife to my soul
I thought I hated you before
Now…..it burns.
Your mocking voice. Your fucking tea.
I rise and come to you when you call.
Not for your blessing. For your throat. And
Your Pearl.
Your tea can wait. I have venom of my own.
From behind you, my arm locks your throat
My breasts on your back
My fingers split open your pussy.
Your cruelty made you wet; you practically spatter on the floor
Your ass thrusts back against me.
My thumb stabs into it.
The tremor in your body is all the answer I need.
My fingers go to work, wet with your juices. I harrow your secret garden, Bianca. Your Pearl hangs by a thread. You want to scream but I don’t allow it. My cum drips from your frozen face.
Bianca
Nothing less than an ambush…
This fucktoy was trying to redeem her dignity… For I could sense she wanted to justify her weakness.
But like the little weasel she was…. She had accepted to the consequence of the battle.
Like a cobra , her arm…. Threatens to conclude my chapter.
For it comes to me… This isn’t done yet… Nor is she.
“Nnnngghhh. Unbind me whore… And accept your fate. You’ve lost … Though I must assume you are woman enough to stand to your word”
I was begging the lord to breathe freely once again… As my slutty skin… Sticked to hers… Creating intimate friction…until she entered me…. Her cold , slender fingers calming by burning desire… Soothing my walls… As my groans filled the void around us. Her grip on me getting tighter…
“Leave me. Fucktoy”
I whimper in between the sound of her fingers mining my cave. No wonder. For in hell , there exist no man or woman. No morals and rules. Only Devil
Evelyn
I reach for the cup you poured.
I wet my fingers, your juices swirling away from them, an eddy in the drink
You meant for me.
You jerk as I force my fingers past your lips.
Your eyes wide.
You know. You know what is there.
Is it bitter, or sweet?
I return with more. More tea for your mouth. More of my body pressed to yours.
Together, it is enough for you to slowly slump…… your strength taken, in part; your mind in a haze.
I let you…..and when I kiss your lips, it burns just a bit.
You called me “toy” ………
And that is what I will do with you.
Bianca
*A presentiment of unease gripped me, for I was a leaking tap at this point.
Controlled by fingers… And her choking hand.
For she could end me in a million ways , but I could breathe again , my chest burning to bully my sex bead.
But then , her other set of fingers dipped in the tea ,
As I tried to squiggle out of her , but one pinch… Held me in my place….
As her fingers parted my lips from both sides….
Splitting my mouth and sex open….
For them to enter.
I forced my mouth shut , as she dragged out grunts and moans out of me , and sticked her fingers inside.
First , it tickled….
Then it twitched….
I didn’t know what caused it , the potency of the poison or the person behind me.
But something about it… Felt soothing.
For I found myself licking her fingers after some time…
My brain foggy as my own hand , stimulated my nasty urges.
Dropping my head , on her shoulder , I licked her jawline
“Mmmmm… Gawd I wish you were mine….nnnngghhhhh”
*And with those words , I grabbed the cup and gulped it down myself….
My legs hardly able to hold up ….
For before everything became grey , I remember seeing her eyes…
Her lips on mine….i bellowed
As ….my abdomen clenched , and I burst out…
Tears rolled down , as I drowned in euphoric pleasure …..
Before I passed out into oblivion
Evelyn
I feel your body trembling against mine
My poisoned fingers caress your tongue
My impassioned fingers possess your clit.
Your shiver is the most
Delicious Pearl.
Then your hands join mine
And We are One.
You plead for Me
Then give Yourself.
Our first communion
Is also our last.
Your rigid body
Relaxes. At peace?
You look at last like an Angel.
My hand rests on you,
Intimately, at last.
My other hand opens the
Book of Your Life, lying there, and
I begin to read.
In time, my tears stain the page where yours did before.
The darkness in you found the darkness in me. You
Wrote our story.
I kept your diary….forever.