Archive for September 23rd, 2007

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Cheating Life – 13.3

23 September 2007

She lay down beside me and pulled me to her breast. “So are you excited …being fucked to death?”

God! I wish I’d just held my mouth then; nodded and provoked her up onto my saddle of a face again; swallowed my incessant need to explain, to define, to establish detail. Instead, I was an idiot.

I suckled her nipple – that’s what she wanted – and at least had the sense to consider my answer until she let me go. That gave me enough time to figure out an honest, but suitably cryptic response. She deserved it – the honesty. “Don’t take this the wrong way – I wouldn’t want to change a thing. But the fucking is more of a fringe benefit for me.”

She held me back from her so she could study my face. “But you willed everything to us, so you’re not just a turnaround. There was nothing unusual in your background…” Her eyes hardened. “Are you some kind of fetishist?”

It was my turn to laugh honestly for once. “No.”

 

No… I didn’t think you were. Beside, Jane can pick out a fetishist right away. Well, I give up – I’ll bite. What are you looking for in a death by vampire?”

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The Corner of H & L (22)

23 September 2007

I sat up and peered at her. She stared back, and in the flickering candlelight of the room her eyes seemed ominous. Beneath the shadow of her frame of black hair, they were too bright, like they were magnifying the candle’s flames.

“So what do you want?”

“You said any one thing in the room, or any one favor?”

I nodded warily.

“Well, you’re in the room, aren’t you? I choose you.” She smirked they way I did when I won at chess. “You belong to me; you’re my slave, now.”

“Hah.”

Nothing.

“You’re kidding. I don’t think…”

“I warned you that it would be something dear to you, didn’t I? And yet you still agreed to the contract. You’re bound to it now, slave. Unless… would you like to hear the favor instead?”

I nodded again, more slowly. I’d play along with her game. Wealthy nympho, or rich bitch with a hitman on speed dial, or psycho street hooker – slavery for a blowjob was too outlandish. Of course it was a joke. Or the prelude to some kind of S&M kink, which could be interesting.

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