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| There Ain't No Justice |
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- Blood Lust 03: The Marriage -
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by Anonymous Bosch
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I could turn my back on him now. Tied to the bed as he was, he wouldn't be
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going anywhere anytime soon. Ever again, really, but you get my point. As I
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turned away from him, I could hear him sigh... his naked body lie prostrate
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on the bed, his erection barely reaching the height of his belly. I reached
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for my purse, purring reassurances at him, while I pullled forth the
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blindfold, and began to wrap it around his eyes.
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He nipped at my breast then, suckled it really, drawing my teat nearly full
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into his mouth. Next came out of my purse came the gag, which I shoved in
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his mouth when he tried for the other breast. That accomplished, I removed
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the blindfold, and showed him my knife. Terror flowed to his every
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extremity, and the idiot actually pissed himself in fear.
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I began talking to him, purring in my sexiest tone, telling him all the fun
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we were going to have. I described to him the way my knife would feel,
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cutting into his tenderest parts. I told him how much I wanted to lick the
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blood from his quivering body, to taste the fear and how aroused the terror
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in his eyes was making me feel. I took my knife, and cut my own palm, and
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smeared my blood across his face, and tenderly licked it from his cheek.
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One look into his eyes, and the terror took a step back... it was still
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there, mind you, but he had lost the will to do anything about it.
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I headed for the bathroom, returning with a towel to clean him up with. He
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softened somewhat when when I began to cleanse him, maybe he actually
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thought that this night was going to end the way he'd thought it would.
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Well, he was half right... this night would certainly be the most memorable
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experience he'd ever have....
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Once I'd gotten him clean again, I began to tease him with my tongue. He
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couldn't see the knife, and I think that comforted him. When he'd gotten as
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hard as he was going to, I climbed up on top of him, and slowly sank my
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vagina down on his erection. I began to move my hips above him, and I guess
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he was trying to smile around the gag. He rolled his eyes at me, and thats
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when I cut him first, starting at his right wrist, and slowly drawing my
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way down his arm and across his chest. He didn't look scared again until I
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drew the blade across his right nipple, cutting it in half. I bent then,
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and gently licked the ruined, useless thing, savoring the taste of his
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agony.
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As I slowly rocked my hips, drawing him deep inside me, I cut him a little
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more. The combination of pleasure and pain was driving him into a frenzy,
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but I had no intention of letting him ruin my fun. So I stilled my
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movements for a little while, and took the time to properly carve the
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proper symbols into his chest. Every now and then, he'd start to struggle,
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but a thrust of my hips and a meeting of eyes would calm him. When I
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finally pulled him out of my pussy, I smiled my best smile at him, the one
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that really showed off my teeth. I knew that the time had come.
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I slid down the bed, past the point where I could easily meet his eyes. I
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pushed myself up, though, so I could watch his expression when the cold
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steel met the warm flesh of his insignifigant penis. Taking his cock firmly
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in my hands, I slashed the top of it, stretching the foreskin up and over
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the head of his penis to give him a free circumcision. His whole body
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jerked with that, but I quickly pushed him back down against the mattress,
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and buried his cock in my mouth. The taste of the blood, mixed with the
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taste of my pussy, and the scent of his fear was driving me into a frenzy.
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"Soon, soon..." I assured him. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and made
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a hundred tiny pinpricks on the head of his penis, and quickly lapped the
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blood that fairly shot from his engorged member. Pinching it, I shoved his
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bleeding unit into my pussy, clenching him tightly to cause even more of
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his lifesblood to spurt its way towards my womb.
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As I moved on his cock, I continued to trace the she'ke'ri into his abdomen
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and chest. I worked his penis slowly, building him towards his orgasm,
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towards the moment when the combined release of his passion and my release
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of his soul would send his lifeforce directly into mine, giving me the food
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to go with my drink. I could feel his muscles tighten, just so... I drew
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the final passage of the she'ke'ri in a single, practiced mannuever, and
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threw myself down between his legs, to be there when he reached his coda.
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With a single, graceful cut, I slashed his cock in half, from the scrotum
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up, much like a hot dog being prepared for cheese and bacon. His semen
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mixed with his blood, and I drank it all, and tossed my knife overhand over
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my back, with just the right spin to send it plunging into his throat at
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the end of its path. The she'ke'ri I had drawn on him was complete, and as
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he died his soul flowed out through his ruined cock and into myself.
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I slept a little while then, beside the cooling corpse I had so recently
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drained. Upon rising to meet the new day, I took a few moments to
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artistically arrange his intestines upon his chest, like a coiled snake. I
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undid the ropes that had bound him, pushing them back into my purse. Good,
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soft rope can be so hard to find, you know. I took a quick shower, and then
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I called for room service. When a young girl came to the room with my tray
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I let her in, and closed the door.
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When she had finished uncovering the tray and pouring the juice, I smiled
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my best come hither smile, and gave her a wink. She smiled and blushed, so
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I took a step closer to her, closing the distance between us. I let my robe
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drop open, giving her a clear view of my body. She blushed even more, and
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opened her mouth as if to ask a question. I answered it by coming even
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closer, and placing my hand on her shoulder. I caressed her hair, and she
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giggled, high and sweet. She was all of maybe 18, 19 maybe, but she knew
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what I wanted. At least, she thought she did. I drew her towards me, and
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kissed her. She held back for a moment, then she gave herself over to the
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kiss, letting her tongue explore my mouth while my hands undid her blouse.
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I turned her around so that her eyes woudn't stray to the partially open
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bedroom door, and moved her over towards the couch.
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As she sat on the couch and finished unbuttoning her blouse, I let my robe
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drop to the floor. I knelt before her and pulled her panties down around
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her ankles, then drew myself back up for another kiss. When her tongue was
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again exploring my mouth I placed my hand on the back of her head and
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inhaled, sharply, drawing her tongue even further into my mouth. The
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explosion of blood when I bit it off sprayed both our faces when she jerked
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free of my grasp. The confusion and fear in her eyes, combined with the
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blood covering her chin and breasts made her the most beautiful creature I
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had ever seen. I smiled at her as I swallowed her tongue, and when I licked
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my lips, she tried to run, but she was too slow. And besides, the panties
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around her ankles were SUPPOSED to trip her.
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I grabbed her before she'd gone five feet, and rolled over on top of her.
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She tried to scream, but without a tongue, a moist gurgle was the best she
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could manage. I dug my nails into her cheek, drawing four thick, red lines
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down her neck and shoulder. Holding her by her hair, I kissed her bleeding
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mouth again, and held her down as her desperately tossing, blood slicked
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body between my thighs brought me to an explosive orgasm. I smiled at her
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then, and thanked her, and with a gesture, willed my purse to come to me
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from the bedroom. Her eyes watched, transfixed, as it slid across the
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carpet to my waiting hand. She tried to say something, but it just made a
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wet, gurgling sound.
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Drawing my knife from my purse, I gently placed the tip of the blade
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against her throat, and then I pounded it down sharply, pinning her to the
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floor. I got up, and walked over to the server's cart, and brought a spoon
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back with me. As her fingers worked desperately to try and free the knife
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from the floor in a vain effort at escape, I straightened her hair out
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above her so I could kneel on it, and looked longingly into her eyes. I
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spooned out the right one first, savoring the taste of it. I blew her a
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kiss, then I took the left one. I do so love fresh eyes for breakfast. She
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convulsed a half dozen times, and then shock & blood loss took their toll,
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and she collapsed.
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I carried the body of the maid over to the bed, and bound her up with the
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intestines of last night's prey. It took some doing, but as rigor set in, I
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managed to set the right tableau. She sat astride his hips, her face coated
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in a fine sheen of fresh blood, her empty eyesockets stuffed with the
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remnants of the man's testicles. My art complete, I took yet another,
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longer shower, and then returned. I stepped over to the window ledge, and
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looked down. It being December, nobody was out by the pool, so I opened the
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window and stepped out, dropping six stories to the pavement below, landing
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in a crouch. A warm feeling spread all thru my body, as the energy I had
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stored healed the injuries I had just sustained. I stood up in a second,
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shook myself a bit, and casually strode out thru the lobby.
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As I strolled down the main avenue in town, I allowed myself to laugh. But
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then, a long black limosine pulled up alongside of me, and the driver
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gestured for me to get in the back. I got inside, and settled back for the
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ride back to Caine's office.
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I rode the elevator to the top, more anxious than usual. Why I didn't know.
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I was quietly ushered into the executive suite, where, to my suprise, sat a
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familiar looking young man dressed in a dark business suit. Caine was being
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his usual insufferably arrogant self, so I took the initiative with the
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stranger.
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"And who might you be, and where do I know you from?" I asked him. Caine
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interrupted his reply, saying "Elaana, I want you to meet Mordecai, the
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twin brother who was seperated from you at birth." Mordecai...MORDECAI? I
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thought. I looked him over a second time, noticing the similarity in our
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faces and body frames anew. Mordecai stood, and walked over to me and swept
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into a low bow. I offered him my hand and he kissed it, nipping the back of
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my hand hard enough to draw blood. Although the small cut healed almost
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instantly, I could see that the taste of my blood sent quivers through his
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body.
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I grasped his hand and drew it towards me, examining his palm. I traced his
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lifeline with my fingernail, following it down almost to his wrist. I drew
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his hand closer to my face, and bit off the tip of his index finger. The
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taste of his blood was like the first time I'd ever felt the lust. My mind
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expanded a thousandfold, every movement in the room slowing down and
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acquiring a dreamlike intensity.
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Caine interposed himself between us then, speaking so softly I could barely
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hear him. Nothing he could possibly say could be as important as what my
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mind was feeling. I examined my brother carefully. He looked at me, and
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gave a sly wink. Then he moved so quickly I almost didn't see the knives
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drop out of his sleeves and into his hands.
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With a howl of fury, Mordecai plunged his knives into Caine's throat,
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severing both the carotid and the jugular. A startled look of suprise and
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disbelief transformed Caine's face for an instant, a look which faded into
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agony when I brought my own knife up in a belly cut, spilling his insides
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out upon the floor like a sack of wet grain.
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All my life, I had feared this man, who claimed to be my (our) father. He
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had taught me eveything I knew of the nature of our curse, this lust for
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the blood of our own kind. He had taught me the she'ke'ri, and the uses of
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the pentagram in increasing the flow of energy form a victim. Alone, I
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would never have dared to raise a hand against him, he who claimed to have
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lain with a succubis to produce a more perfect extension of himself, us,
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his children.
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Mordecai stood behind him now, his knives flashing in and out of Caine's
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back, cutting his fancy silk suit to ribbons. Caine's face was changing
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before my eyes, going from shock, to fear, to amusement, as I drove my
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knife into his abdomen again and again. I glanced at Mordecai, and he took
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a step back from Caine, as I crouched low and executed a circle kick that
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knocked Caine back onto his expensive oriental carpet, under which I knew
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lay his personal pentagram, carved from the solid marble of the floor and
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inlaid with silver. Mordecai caught him there, and buried his face in
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Caine's throat, as I moved over and shoved my face into the open cavity of
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his abdomen, lapping at the flow of blood rushing from inside him.
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I could feel the power growing underneath us. Caine was old... hundreds,
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maybe thousands of years old. The taste of his blood burned my mouth, and
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set my throat ablaze. But the taste of it was burning itself into my brain
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as well, showing me visions of things only guessed at. In the distance, I
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could hear a low chanting begin, to the acompanyment of a flute... the
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steady light of the office was now the guttering of torches. I could hear
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Mordecai groaning, as he too, felt the burning of our father's blood in his
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mouth.
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And throughout it all, Caine began to laugh. Even as I cut away his
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trousers and began to carve at his penis in my favorite spiral pattern, his
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body shook with manaical laughter, until Mordecai silenced him by twisting
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his head off. Caine's body fell in a heap then, and the backlash of power
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in the pentagram flared into light and sound, throwing both I and my
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brother against the walls.
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I awoke I don't know how much later. It was dark outside, and the city
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lights lit the skyline like a million twinkling stars. I was covered in
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blood, and my clothing hung in tatters around me. Mordecai didn't look much
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better, but he was up, and had already begun removing candles from one of
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Caine's cabinets. Caine's head sat on his desk, eyes glittering in the
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light. I could almost swear it winked at me.
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I pulled the carpet from off of Caine's pentagram, and saw that the
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backlash of energy before had actually cracked the marble of the floor. All
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of the cracks were contained within its boundaries, so it remained
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unbroken. Mordecai handed me a pair of candles and I placed them in the two
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corners nearest me. I stood, and shrugged out of what was left of my
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clothing. I struck my best pose for my brother, as he picked up the phone
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from off of the floor and hit the intercom button. He said "It is time,"
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into the receiver, and then ripped it from the wall.
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Mordecai's eyes travelled the length of my body, and a warm, giddy feeling
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filled my insides. He, too, disrobed, and the light of the candles cast
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flickering, enticing shadows across his strong, athletic form. He took me
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in his arms and kissed me, long and deep, and the feeling of him hardening
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against my thigh was more electric than the taste of any prey I had ever
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taken. The door opened, quietly, and we stepped apart as thirteen people
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entered the room, single file. They were dressed in coarse robes of a dark
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material. From the scent of it, I guessed that they had been dyed in dried
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blood. They arranged themselves in a line between the door and the windows,
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as five more, dressed in black silk entered the room, carrying instruments
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and a large brazier. The last one in sealed the door with a gesture.
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Mordecai began a chant I had never heard before, or had I? The Five in Silk
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set up the brazier at the head of the pentagram, as the Thirteen in Blood
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arranged themselves around the pentagram, asymetrically. Mordecai's voice
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was lower than a whisper, but it filled the room. Once the brazier was
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secure, the Five in Silk took up their instruments and began to play.
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Somewhere, deep inside, I knew that this chant and melody were part of a
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ritual older than history, older than Caine, perhaps. It was a wedding
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chant. My heart beat faster... Unspoken, yet understood, Mordecai felt as I
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did. The kinslaying had been but the first part of the ritual.
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The music of the Five rose in volume, as Mordecai crossed the room and
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picked up Caine's head from off the desk. He placed it in the center of the
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brazier, and it began to burn... but yet it did not. Thick, sweet smelling
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red smoke began to pour from the brazier, congealing in the center of the
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pentacle. It took shape slowly, a rough block of blood red stone with a man
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sized impression in its center. A trough ran up from the foot of the altar,
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ending in the brazier. The first of the Thirteen dropped her robes, and
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stepped up onto the altar and took her place. Mordecai took his knife up
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from the floor and began to cut her in a pattern similar to my she'ke'ri,
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but as I saw, patterned differently, a more masculine style. The blood of
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the sacrifice pooled about her on the altar, and began to slowly drain
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UPHILL, to pour into the brazier. Her face was serene as Mordecai cut out
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her heart, which he placed into the brazier whole.
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The next supplicant upon the altar was male, and I took my turn at
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rendering the sacrifice. But instead of the heart, I somehow knew it was
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the penis that must be placed into the brazier. Five more times we repeated
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the sequence, while the Five played their music. The tempo and the beat of
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the music beat at my mind, half familiar. By the time we'd reached the last
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supplicant, I finally did recognise the tune. It was an old song, by an
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industrial band called NIN... Ringfinger? It sounded weirdly distorted when
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played on flute and lyre, but I felt a sense of pride in having recognised
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it. When the last of the Thirteen dropped its robes, I let out a little
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gasp.
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It wasn't.... human. Not at all. It had the head of a goat, and the upper
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body of a man, and its lower body was that of a goat as well. Mordecai
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stood to the right of it, and I stood to the left, and together we began to
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cut our patterns... I'd never realized how well they would interlock. But
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instead of blood, where our blades cut the goat thing, tiny tongues of
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flame emerged instead. The brazier above the altar began to glow brighter,
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and the blood which had drained from the sacrifices began to flow back to
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the altar, washing it and the two of us with warm, rich blood. As we cut
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out the heart of the goat thing, its body burst into flame, burning itself
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away in moments, leaving only bare, bloodwashed stone. We leaned over the
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altar and took bites of the heart...
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Mordecai grabbed me then, and roughly pulled me down onto the altar. As I
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felt my body drop into the depression there, I could feel the blood washing
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over me... it felt so good. Mordecai took his knife and parted the lips of
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my vagina then, and as the heated steel sank into my vagina I set my own
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knife to carving the She'ke'ri into my brother/husband's chest. I could
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feel him bring the knife up, to begin carving my chest, my arms, my face.
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As we lay entwined upon the altar, our patterns merged and changed, became
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more complex. Mordecai rose and mounted me, and the tempo of the Five
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changed, keeping cadance with Mordecai's thrusts within me.
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I couldn't feel the familiar warmth of the stored soul energy healing my
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wounds, but then again, I didn't care. This was what I had lived my life in
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preparation for. This night, this one, last lover. Absently, my left hand
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continued tracing its patterns into Mordecai's back, sometimes flashing to
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cut his face. His blood dripped down upon my face and I strained to catch
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it as he orgasmed inside me. He smiled a sad little smile then, and said to
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me: "The final cut is yours, my love." And without any thought from me, my
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knife sliced deep into his throat. His blood spilled out over both of us as
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his limp form fell off to the side of the altar. I tried to catch him, but
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I could not...
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The Five began playing a new tune, then. I was paralyzed, I couldn't move a
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single limb. I could feel the blood congealing around my body, hardening
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like cement. In my mind's eye, I saw the ceiling overhead fly off into the
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night sky, as if it had been torn away by a giant's hand. The goat thing
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rose from the floor, and stepped gingerly over to the brazier, and drew
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forth my father's blackened head. I heard it speak in a language I did not
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know, and somewhere deep inside I knew fear for the first time in decades
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when my father's head answered him, in the same language. At first, I could
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barely feel it, but yes, something was stirring within my womb. I could
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feel the skin of my stomach swelling, and I tried to scream but could not.
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The goat thing addressed my father's head again, and this time I could
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almost understand the word, "soon". I could strain my eyes downward enough
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to see that my belly was now apparantly large with child, though from the
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angle I'd have sworn it was twins, perhaps triplets. And then, for the
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first time in my life, I understood PAIN... Somewhere inside me, something
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with claws and teeth wanted OUT. Wanted out NOW. I glanced at the night
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sky, and I saw three stars, converging.
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Then, to the accompanyment of flutes, a woman's scream and a wet, sucking
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sound, a child of Hell tore its way into the night air. The goat thing and
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Caine regarded one another, and laughed.
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<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Phoenix Modernz Systems: 908/830-TANJ
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<EFBFBD>۱<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> The Syndicate: 908/506-6651
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<EFBFBD>۱<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> Another Bloody BBS: 61-3-734-3599
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<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> First United Church Kalisti: M.I.A.
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<EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD><EFBFBD> INFoMoDiTiES: M.I.A.
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