Welcome to Hell.

Just as predicted, it was quick, rough, and fervent, that brought on his impending climax. He knew the implications; such actions would only serve to solidify both her role and her humiliation in this place. The knowledge that he didn't even need her for his pleasure would be awakened in her mind. He couldn't stop the smirk that passed his lips, just before a heavy groan came out.

Seed, hot, messy, and abundant, laces out across cheeks, nose, forehead, lips, and open mouth. His hand trembles in her hair, but held firm as pulses race from member to splash across face. Finally, the last drops out, and he squeezes the remnants to his finger and wipes it along her tongue.

There is no offer to unbind her, no chance to reprieve her predicament, as he collapses into his chair and offers a dismissive wave to the used toy.


Enjoy your night, witch.
 
She has no choice but to watch, the stiff flesh twitch and jerk, spraying her with the hot seed she longed to feel burn her insides. Her tongue moves desperately between her opened lips, trying to catch anything, something.

Her sex is a wet mess, hungry, needy, her insides feeling an odd mix of disappointment not to feel him inside her, humiliation at being trussed up as she was without protest, anxiety at what might follow.

As she watches him sink into his chair and dismiss her with a wave of his hand she feels a fresh pang of concern.
He does not untie her or make any indication that she will be released.
But that is her role, she is part of Hell...part of the furniture. He has decorated her but it will be up to another how long she stays as she is.

The real world calls her away and so she fades from view but she knows that when she returns, all will be as it was...shackles, ropes, toys, clamps, gag and collar will all reappear and put her into the humiliating, vulnerable, position she is in now.

And she will love it when it does.
 
Slips into Hell making a stop at the bar to pour herself a glass of wine and then beelines it to the couch she's found most comfy.
 
*Steps into the broiling furnace of deviance and degradation. Fiery infernos and cries of terror fill the room like a symphony of horror.*

"Oh, hey Sia. Anyone else here tonight? Looks kinda... empty."
 
*Steps into the broiling furnace of deviance and degradation. Fiery infernos and cries of terror fill the room like a symphony of horror.*

"Oh, hey Sia. Anyone else here tonight? Looks kinda... empty."

Stretched casually out on the couch sipping wine her gaze shifts to Southern. Evening Southern, it's been quiet, but it's early.
 
"True, I've been up for so long it feels later than it is."

Me too! I wanted to go out tonight, but most of my friends are sissies on school nights and others are off to see Breaking Dawn... which does not seem fun to me. Ah, well...
 
Those books seemed fun at first, but I just couldn't get into them. I skipped from the middle of number one to the last one and it was so... wrong. I just can't bring myself to like it. I'll stick to my Anne Rice.
 
Those books seemed fun at first, but I just couldn't get into them. I skipped from the middle of number one to the last one and it was so... wrong. I just can't bring myself to like it. I'll stick to my Anne Rice.

You're better off, definitely. :)
 
Thank God. All the other women I mention that to get defensive and rude. It's like they're being brainwashed.

Completely. *sigh* How do you defend such shitty writing? Those books are full of bad grammar and the copy editor should have been fired.
 
Completely. *sigh* How do you defend such shitty writing? Those books are full of bad grammar and the copy editor should have been fired.

There's little character development, the wolves end up falling for BABIES (pedophilia), oh, and they make the vampires sparkle. As a woman who has Lestat in her thoughts on cold night, I'm insulted.
 
There's little character development, the wolves end up falling for BABIES (pedophilia), oh, and they make the vampires sparkle. As a woman who has Lestat in her thoughts on cold night, I'm insulted.

Seriously. Okay... change of subject? hehe ... How was your day?
 
It was typical, up until a little bit ago. (Of course, it's Lit) but it was the normal grindstone. Yours?

It was good and so glad tomorrow is Friday. I hope your comment means you found some interesting fun.. it can be questionable when hanging around Lit. ;)
 
It was good and so glad tomorrow is Friday. I hope your comment means you found some interesting fun.. it can be questionable when hanging around Lit. ;)

Well I have an open, office themed thread. And this clown thought he'd get to write with me with his little one sentence comebacks. It was insulting.
 
Well I have an open, office themed thread. And this clown thought he'd get to write with me with his little one sentence comebacks. It was insulting.

Really? Wow. I sometimes forget how ballsy newbs can be... he was a newb, right? I hope you took care of him right quick!
 
-flame, ash and drugged up giggles burst into the room and leave her ploped on her lounge with a basket of berries-


I'm soooooooo effing glad the subject changed offf of sparking prissy ass shit....


oh hai!
 
-flame, ash and drugged up giggles burst into the room and leave her ploped on her lounge with a basket of berries-


I'm soooooooo effing glad the subject changed offf of sparking prissy ass shit....


oh hai!

*laughs* Hello Nina.

*smirks* Yes, sorry... my comment brought it up... I was feeling a bit irritated on how many people I know were excited about tonight, but let's not return to that subject!

How are you?
 
Please, I'm edging on Bitchy Kathy as it is. No more of this offense to literature and american culture.
 
*laughs* Hello Nina.

*smirks* Yes, sorry... my comment brought it up... I was feeling a bit irritated on how many people I know were excited about tonight, but let's not return to that subject!

How are you?

-nods-.. no sorry... fuckin christ. i hate sorry for no damned nessessary reason..

-clears throat-... wow... yea. ive heard sorry for the fuckteeth time today.. your good. do what ever....

anyway.. no.. I was goign to read the books.... then I asked my younger sister what was up with what i was hearing aobut the sparky thing.. Dude, I threw her copy of the book in the trash.. right then..


Me.... well druged past pissed off and in a fuckton of pain.... need more drugs though cause ... fuck... anyway... and dont say sorry for that either.. k k .. were good... i'm good......

-eats berries-

Oh.... i read how you were... so i shall not ask agian... lest you have a diffrent anser since 10 min ago... :D:D:D
 
Walking in he sits down in his recliner. Today no sunglasses but the rest in his signature look. He opens his drink taking a long pull off of it. " Hello All. "
 
-nods-.. no sorry... fuckin christ. i hate sorry for no damned nessessary reason..

-clears throat-... wow... yea. ive heard sorry for the fuckteeth time today.. your good. do what ever....

anyway.. no.. I was goign to read the books.... then I asked my younger sister what was up with what i was hearing aobut the sparky thing.. Dude, I threw her copy of the book in the trash.. right then..


Me.... well druged past pissed off and in a fuckton of pain.... need more drugs though cause ... fuck... anyway... and dont say sorry for that either.. k k .. were good... i'm good......

-eats berries-

Oh.... i read how you were... so i shall not ask agian... lest you have a diffrent anser since 10 min ago... :D:D:D

I didn't mean sorry ... like really sorry...hm...perhaps I should not say the inscere sorry. Ah fuck it. I do feel regretful talking about that awful series at this point and ashamed I once enjoyed a part of it...

In any case. Nothing has changed... my night is quiet and boring and I'm annoyed because I wanted blow off some stress. I'm feeling a bit sissy for not braving the sketchy area to have some random fun.
 
Walks in through the back door and slides comfortably on her feather bed. Pulls out a cigarette and lights it off the wall.
 
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