Blood and Blood

Blood and Blood Blood and Blood

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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An entry for Erotica Challenge 2 / KuroiOokami1234 Desiri first appears in Velvet, Wood and Skin

Summary


An entry for Erotica Challenge 2 / KuroiOokami1234


Desiri first appears in Velvet, Wood and Skin

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Submitted: July 07, 2011

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Submitted: July 07, 2011

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Flick. One button flies away.  In the near silent room its clatter across the rock floor is distinct.

 

Flick. Another button fall victim to the blade; this one clacks against the glass of the tall free standing mirror just feet away before falling to the floor.

 

Flick. Desiri’s dark eyes stare into mine.  There is still resilience there, despite five hard sessions since our first encounter.  Her hate is strong.

 

I spread her damaged blouse enough to expose cleavage.  One deep purple nipple shows itself.

 

Flick. Just a bit of blood squirts for the shallow cut across her tit.  The horn handled knife is as thin and graceful as it is supernaturally sharp.  Her wince is erotic.

 

“Thank you my Lord,” her voice is made thick by the noose holding her in place.  Suspended from the ceiling she can breath easily.  That is as long as she stays on her toes.

 

Flick. Her last button flies free.  The barbed back of the blade slices her sleeves longwise allowing the shirt to fall off her back, leaving her naked.

 

I twist her to allow a full view of the mirror.  “You’re a dirty cunt, Desire”

 

Flick. Another slice to the sensitive skin of her thigh lets a bit of blood drip down her black skin.  It trickles slowly over the bruises from yesterday’s caning.

 

I gently lash her hands behind her back and move to my chair.  A blond girl whose name I don’t remember lowers her face over my dick, her eye is bruised.  Handing a length of polished glass to a third whore, this one a yellow skinned cunt, I relax while she fucks Desiri with it.

 

For an hour she induces orgasm after orgasm.  Legs want to buckle from what is first pleasure, then discomfort, and finally just pain; but ever instant of release leaves her without air.  Pleasure and pain, forever bound.

 

Finally I stand, knocking the blond girl to the side, he face covered in my drying cum.  Desire whispers as best she can.  “I love you Master,” I know she lies, but the sentiment is touching.  The mystically sharp blade cuts easily through the rope allowing Desiri to collapse into me, slinking down until her ass rests on the cold floor.  Before I realize it she’s taken my dick into her mouth.

 

I let her suck me, her hands still bound she’s forced to use her core muscles to undulate stoke me with her mouth.  Maybe, in her tortured mind, she does love me.  She was mine days ago, now she’s utterly consumed with me.  No, me and them.

 

I rip her off of me and slap her back to the ground.  By my will a bench shoots to the middle of the floor, and using far more force than needed, I rest her across it.  Settling in behind, I ram my dick balls deep into her cunt.  Grabbing a handfull of her hair I pull her face up so she sees her self getting fucked in the mirror; but there is so much more.

 

The reflection morphs into something new.  Not a reflection, but a scene from across the continent.  The men that, months ago, butchered her family, raped and enslaved her then eventually saw she was given to me marched with an armored column through desolate terrain.

 

She groaned a hateful sound as I continued to drive into her swampy twat.  Suddenly men and dwarves were upon the column and the battle raged.  Men died, but not her tormenters.  They were led away in chains.  The mirror changed again, twisting and swirling and my balls tingled.  As I came she saw the four sitting in chains.

 

I stood, relieved of my load and relaxed after our robust fuck.  She glanced at me with a hopeful look on her haggard face and I tossed a coin at the mirror.  The quartet of prisoners looked up as it came from nowhere and clattered on the floor. She smiled the most beautiful show of joy I’d seen in decades.

 

Gently I cut the remains of the noose from her neck and freed her hands.  She rose timidly, still unsure.  I kissed her passionately pushing her head to mine, and when we parted the dagger was in her hand.

 

Desiri walked through the mirror and took her revenge.  It was slow, measured and gruesome beyond simple pain.  Methodical slow cuts, small pieces taken over hours, flesh scraped away like scales off a fish.  She was their hell.  The things they took from her by force, she gave to me by choice so that I might give her that revenge.  It was a twisted logic, but it was good enough for my dick and good enough for you.

 

Epilogue:

After butchering the four men who killed her family and forced her into servitude, I released Desiri.  She stayed in the castle for a few month and we fucked again once or twice before she met a guardsman and fell in love.  Last I knew they had four children and all were doing well.

 

 

 


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