Why do you stay in the shadows to watch me?
Is it bad that I want you there?
Or is it worse that I know what you see?
Why do you breathe so heavy?
Is it that you see my skin from the back?
Or is it the feet that attract?
Why is there a strangled moan?
Is it because I glide my fingers in?
Or is it because you want in?
There is only one way this will end.
Mine will be on my hand.
And yours will be on the floor.
Our secret
Have you ever been sexually Thirsty?
I mean dry.
So dry, that a breeze in the right spot,
Makes you hot.
Your mouth can not get enough moisture in it,
Thinking of what you want to put in it.
How about that knot that the goddess herself put there for pleasure
And still, all you feel is pressure.
Or how about that ache you feel at the tip?
She walks by and you want to be in it.
There have been songs and sonnets.
Describing this thirst.
Yet there is one thing to quench it,
Drench it,
Soak it,
Stroke it,
And you still cannot get a hold of it.
Have you ever been that thirsty?
I want to play,
Who is willing to take my hand?
This is no ordinary game.
I want you to understand.
The room will be dark.
The candles will be lit.
The cross is up,
your knees you will sit.
If you are scared
to have this kind of fun.
Maybe another time,
right now run.
Silence is required
until I say.
Follow my instructions
In this game I play.
There is a name,
I want to be called, understand.
It starts with an “M”
You’ll say it on command.
Are you ready?
Then take your place.
The door is closing,
the lock is are in place.
I see the tremor
is it in fear or are you excited?
It is time to zone out.
No one else is Invited.
Fia xoxox
Hey, my beautiful, enlightened, deviants. Here is the scoop.
I added to the Beast Freed poem since I had a reader on my other site feel a bit lost. So, I started the story, and it will be graphic. I am going to lead you down the black rabbit hole.
My Vampire story will be wrapped up soon and my reverse haram story will be getting fleshed out.
As normal I will put a letter rating on top for warning and the triggers. I hope you enjoy what I put out because I love it.
Till next time Fire starters. Fia xoxox
Caged in the dark light.
Hunched over bent knees.
Closed eye
Cooled skin
Bars of iron surrounds
Chained to the wall.
Feet bare to cold stone.
Single key drops in front
Head rises.
Eyes Mere slits of awareness
“It is time”
Outstretched fingers
Wrap around steel.
Internal magma
Begins to bubble.
Freed
Holding back is not an option.
It was twenty long and silent years. The only sound to let me know that I was still on this earth was the cawing of the raven.
They took me to the “Stone Hold”. Where they keep the unexplained, caged, hidden away until all thoughts of who they are and what they have done are just a rumored story. A fiction that was made up to let them justify what had occurred.
I do not think of the past anymore nor do I think of my future. I focus on controlling it. It has been sleeping for a very long time. I was told it would awaken one day when I was a child. The head of our family said not to control it. Let it run free when it emerges. Eventually, it will calm down, and we both will be in sync.
I was a child when I was told this. In my sixteenth year, the beast emerged. I recalled arms and mouths. Bodies of all sizes and flashes of images of my innocence tossed away but what I took in return was more precious.
Then the blackness came, and I woke up here. Surrounded by stone and iron bars. For extra measure, they chained my leg with steel. The beast laughed realizing their folly. Then it retreated into a space deep within and sleeps.
The sun rose and two ravens cawed in the distance. Something is stirring. I am being warned.
The thick oak door opened at the far end of the room. Sounds of soft footsteps approached the bars. Then a clink of small metal hit the stone floor before me.
“It is time for your freedom. The beast has slept long enough.”
I looked up slightly through slitted eyes to see a young woman wearing a green gown flowing to the floor and a matching cloak in her arms.
“You have been caged too long and I am afraid to tell you that a great wrong has fallen to your family.”
She swallowed audibly.
“You, Kannan Wallace McDonald are the last.”
The beast stirred from my shock at hearing my name.
“They will come for you and destroy the last Wallace woman. They will destroy the beast.”
I should die. This beast will rain down hellfire on those who caged us. Knowing it is the last. It has awakened.
I stood barefoot on the cold stone, picked up the key, and approached the door. The chain tugged at my ankle reminding me of the nuisance. A minor tug and it snapped.
The female gasped in shock.
“You could have freed yourself.” She whispered.
I put the key in the lock and pushed the iron door open. The beast has decided to stay quiet for now.
“You need to hurry quickly. I will take you someplace safe.”
I looked at her questioningly.
“I will tell you everything after you are safe.”
She wrapped a cloak around me, and I smelt it. Earth. Deep, clean, and rich. Her skin touched me, and warmth stirred me. Images of the past. Soft, pliant skin—
“Control” she whispered. I looked at her and it was not me she was referring to.
“Willing,” the beast said. Then went back to sleep.
Stepping out of my exile and into freedom I fully awakened. Now I must put to ground those who killed my blood.
(From this point on will be graphic. Blood, gore. sexual verbiage. You are warned)
Welcome to my restaurant. Please feel free to enjoy this delicious food. I am at your service. Let me tell you the chef’s special.
Beginning of the meal
Appetizer.
Deviled eggs.
The texture is firm and smooth.
Next
Pallet cleanser
White wine. It’s dry yet satisfying.
First course
It has to be moist and flavorful.
It should awaken every atom of your being.
Criadillas
Once on your tongue we cannot stop the moan that will escape your lips.
Main Course
Caldo de Cardan
Served in a warm soup. Swallowed whole or taken bit by bit.
By the look of your mouth, you’ll be able to take it deep and swallow.
Desert
Well, let’s just say I am here to serve. Do you have a sweet tooth?
( Criadillas is stuffed testicles and Caldo de Cardan is Bolivian Bull Penis. Interesting meal wouldn’t you agree? Fia xoxo)
Do you feel my eyes on you?
Your every movement is cataloged in my mind.
I know you do.
By the way, you look over your shoulder in a crowded room.
The way when you lift your cup to drink and let it sit on your lips as if you know that is where I want to be.
Your casual sitting position is disrupted by a hardness that should not be.
You feel me, don’t you?
You unbutton a single button to not feel restricted.
Your breath in deep filling a space
Just wait.
Let them leave.
Once the lock has clicked
It is time.
Let me fully see.
No one will know that I see everything.
Every little nuance
The essence of you.
You stifle a moan as you handle what has taken control.
Firmly held, not too tight
rhythmic movements
Eyes watch the clock on the wall.
They will soon return.
Let me see you be free.
Tick
Faster
Tick
Faster
Tick
Spectacularly unhedged
(Who said working a 9-5 doesn’t have its perks? Fia)
What do you want?
do you want me to stare at you as you take your pleasure?
Or do you want me to sit on a stiff chair,
Back slightly arched and legs spread open?
Maybe you want to watch as my lips part,
and my pupils dilate while I unzip my shirt.
What do you need?
Me panting and waiting for you.
wet and ready to take you?
Do you yearn for me to touch,
or grip you?
Tell me what is in that mind.
Delicious.
Kissable lips
Pouty, hypnotic
Hooded eyes
Fingertips
Gliding up supple skin
Feeling a muscled back
Strong arms
Flexed then relaxed.
Hands,
Gripping then releasing
Growled moan
Scented skin
Showing a trail
Of a Promise
To be let in.
Wonderland of delights.
Wanting to go higher
Than the highest heights
Money in purses
Overflowed
Taking you to a room
Where no one goes.
This room is red
Carpet is dark
King size bed.
Beating heart.
Strips of silk
Meant to be tied
Come, cum
Let’s go on this ride.
When the night ends
And were both spent out
We’ll leave as friends
With my taste in your mouth.
This is intended for mature audiences. This is the beginning of some intense sexual scenes. If you do not like this, please move on. If you do I hope you like it.
Angel
The night went by with me working out in my room. These two were driving me crazy. I think this is my punishment for killing all those people.
Why get me in a house with two men that are as hot as hell and I am designated seventeen years old? After the workout out I took a cold shower and went to bed planning on what I needed to do tomorrow.
I woke up before the sun rose and meditated. The focus is to get Lennette by herself. I will have to shake Jen and antagonize Joshua. I had a full day to prepare for.
I went downstairs wearing light blue skin-tight jeans. A body suit in white that did not plunge down too far in the front but was stretchy enough to do what I needed it to do. I paired my jeans with a jean jacket. As for my feet, I wore white flats that matched my top and a tiny handpurse.
As for my face, I lined my eyes with a soft coal liner that made them pop. For my lips, I put on a sheer lip gloss that had a little plumping factor in it. Once clothes and face were done. I through my unruly curls up in a top ponytail and let a few fall. Giving that teen innocent look.
Marcus was at the table reading the paper and Tyler was coming in from the side. I went to get some orange juice when I felt the little hairs lift on my neck.
I turned and both of them were looking at me.
“What?”
Marcus did not answer but the way he was staring gave me the idea he was trying to gather his thoughts.
“You look nice,” Tyler said.
I lifted the glass and said, “ Thanks.”
“What is that scent?” Marcus asked, finally saying something.
“Opium by Rhianna. You like it?”
“It’s nice.”
I had enough of this weirdness.
“I have a favor to ask and I figure since we are a team I should be able to.”
“Yeah, what’s up?” Tyler said going to the frig to get something to drink.
“Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I want to go to town to buy myself a gift.”
They looked at each other puzzled.
“You want to buy yourself a gift?” Marcus asked trying to figure out my angle.
“Yes. No hidden agenda. Just a gift.”
“Yeah, I’ll take you. Is one alright? I have to do something.”
“One sounds good.”
I turned around and decided that tomorrow was the day I would act completely lecherous. That gave me a smile because I felt they should feel as sexually frustrated as I was.
The Ward House
I was greeted by Jen at the door. She looked cute with her casual short skirt and top. She had her hair down too. I looked better that way.
“Hi, Angel. Come inside Len and Joshua are in the back by the pool.”
“Pool? I did not think we were doing that?”
“No, they just like being out there.” She explained.
We went out and Lennette had her eyes closed getting sun and Joshua just stared at me. He looked at my outfit and then turned as if I did not catch the tell he liked what he saw.
“Hey, Angel’s here can I walk her around?”
“Not yet she just got here Jen. Let her sit for a minute.” Lynnette said with her eyes still closed.
I sat there looking at the pool and the landscape. Very elegant and expensive.
Lennette finally turned and opened her eyes.
She blinked a couple of times before speaking.
“You look nice.”
“Thanks,” I said and took off the jacket. My back was bare and Lennette’s eyes would not look away.
I leaned back on the lounge chair I was sitting on knowing that the imprint of my nipple ring would show.
Lennette’s eyes widened then she schooled her face.
“You’re a fast runner. Why are you here? You should be preparing for the Olympics or something?” Jen asked not realizing that she hurt her cousin’s feelings.
“I just like to run. No aspiration for the Olympics.”
“Len’s wants to.”
“I can see that,” I said giving the compliment to boost her ego
We sat there for a while talking about the school and classes when I decided this was the moment to start.
“Hey Jen where is the bathroom?”
“Oh let me take you.”
“Jen, sit. I will take her to my room to the bathroom. It’s fine.” Lennette said in a bored tone.
I followed her inside keeping track of where I was going. We passed by a library and it looked like there was a small desk inside.
“Here’s my room.” She opened the door and it looked like a rich girls room. Everything is modern and expensive. The bathroom was off to the side. I went inside and closed the door enough that it did not lock.
It took only three minutes before she decided to come into the bathroom. She closed it until it locked.
“ I looked at her from the mirror. She had this look of uncertainty.”
“What is it that you want? “ I said sternly snapping her attention to me.
“Say it.”
“I-I want to-“
I turned and looked at her and she lowered her eyes.
“Have you been with a girl before?”
She looked around nervously.
“This will not work if you do not tell me.”
“No.” She whispered.
“But you want me?”
She gave a slight nod.
“Have you been with a guy?”
“Yes.” She said more confidently.
“Did you not like it?”
“I did but I just-“
“You are curious andyou thought we could explore this together?”
She nodded. Funny how the up-front girl is so timid right now.
“I have been with a girl and I have to tell you I am dominant. I am very dominant.”
She liked her lips as if she was thirsty.
“Since you answered my question, I will give you a gift.”
She looked up at me with a question.
“Come to me.” She hesitated but came and stopped in front of me.
I pulled my cleavage open revealing my nipple with the bar in it. She was riveted bu the sight.
“Kiss it.”
She looked at me.
“Do it or this is over before we begin.”
She leaned over and kissed my nipple.
“Lick it then suck it.”
She looked up as she did as she was told and she moaned a little.
“Enough.” I pulled my tit out of her mouth and covered up.
“Did you like how I tasted?”
“You tasted like sweet cream.”
“Did you like it?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want this to go further? Once this begins I will not stop. Think before answering.”
“Yes.”
“Good girl. Tonight at 10 I will call you. Do not touch yourself until I say so.”
Her eyes were dilated and I knew she was wet.
“Yes?” I asked.
“Yes.” She whispered.
I walked past her and left the bathroom and then her room to be greeted by a hand around my neck and Joshua’s face inches from mine.
“Don’t hurt my sister.” He leaned in and kissed me so hard he bit my lip and it bled.
He moved away and went back outside.
Yup, these two are out of control. I licked my lip not wanting blood on my shirt.
“Hey, are you all right? Are you ready to eat? I can give you the tour after.” Jen said so excitedly that I felt sorry for her to be with family.
I said yes and went to get a cold drink, so my lip did not swell.
Home
The car ride was silent and tense. Tyler kept staring at my lip and did not ask what happened.
Once home Marcus blocked my route to my room.
What happened to your mouth?”
Tyler was behind me waiting for the answer.
“It was an aggressive kiss. It was fine.”
They both did not believe me but that was what it was.
“By the girl?”
I looked over my shoulder and Tyler was ready to fight.
“No. But I am fine. I have intel. Let me get comfortable and we will talk. Relax, I know what I am doing.”
I pushed past them and went to my room. They are getting attached, is that good?
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