A Scarlet Collection of Monsters and Madmen

by Bella BloodLust

  She felt his tall body stepping forward gracefully, his sheer size was always impressive to Jess, and she felt so delicate, fragile and feminine in the presence of such height. Her arms loosened as she followed closely behind, her breath returning to a calmed state of cadence. He turned around in the dark, pulling Jess towards his tall, strong body, instantly the wall behind her started to close and he effortlessly pushed her against it. Kissing her deeply and passionately feeling her heart beat swiftly, watching her eyes close ravaged by him completely. He fell deep inside of her soul, swimming endlessly in the warm pools of her consciousness, his entire body warmed and he started to unzip her, slowly peeling the latex off of her shoulders and watching as her body slinked out of each limb’s special cavern. She moaned feeling how smoothly he explored her aching body. Her muscles were sore and his hands were silk, caressing the layers of liquid flesh over the round curves of her supple ass. He leaned down unzipping beneath her once more, looking up into her eyes smiling;

  “Rest your hands on my shoulders,” he instructed to her mildly, his voice seducing her slowly into a restful state of being.

  Jess leaned forward and placed her hands on his broad, firm shoulders. Her luscious breasts swaying like two ripe melons freshly harvested on a hot summer’s day were captivating. He felt each one brushing against his face as he peeled off the cat suit, down her thighs and calves, lingering at her ankles watching each foot delicately escaping its wanted bondage. Her breath was heavy, her wild untamable red curls were sticky and the air filled with her sweet and inviting scent.

  Kyle slowly stood and began to kick off each of his boots, his face was glowing. He could see exactly how she saw him. From her eyes, a living breathing god incarnate, a powerful being of mystery and intrigue that she desired to worship in every possible and conceivable way. She stared at him as if he was one of those rare beings in the world who walked the shadows in the guise of men who were truly gods in flesh form.

  He slowly peeled his sweater off, she watched his body reveal itself. Finding herself hypnotized by the movement of his finger, interlacing and undoing his belt in a single moment. The clanking of the belt tormented her heart, causing nipples to show and chills of ecstasy to form all over her body before his very eyes. His bulging cock was pressed firmly against his body by his tight boxer briefs, and she couldn’t help but gasp and urgently bite her lip as she watched him pulling the fabric over his pert muscular ass and down his strong thighs. Stepping out of them, his dick still standing as tall as he towered over her every bit of six and a half feet tall.

  Kyle reached for her face slowly drawing her close, kissing her deeply and holding her in his arms. Embracing her completely, kissing her face and smiling into her eyes, he took her hand and walked into the bathroom, the lights began to illuminate suddenly;

  “Very impressive my pet, you’ll have to show me just how you do that, fire was never one of my strongest areas in the shadow arts.”

  Jess glowed in the candlelight smiling fascinated with his humility, “I didn’t even realize I was doing it, it’s sort of intuitive for me, instinctual to simply turn on the lights, one must be part of it.”

  He sighed contently under his breath walking forward he reached into the shower turning on the hot water and waiting for the steam to form.

  “That’s a beautiful understanding of a concept that to this day still very much eludes me, both spiritually and metaphysically. For the most part the light that is filled in this home is channeled through the laughter of my children, they are my light, and now so are you. I do my best to provide shelter for such beauty in this world, even if I feel that deep down I don’t possess such a state inside of me, at least not anymore.”

  Jess smiled feeling touched to the core of her being in regards to such a confession. She felt so intrinsically connected to Kyle, the fibers of their beings were woven into a much larger tapestry that was rarely noticed in the world except by those who called themselves dreamers, lovers and inspired the muses to dance.

  “Then we are your light, when darkness is surrounded by the flickers of candle flame in the night, darkness coexists in unity with the light, a symbiotic way of survival. It’s why Sara named me Belladonna in the first place. A beautiful woman will always bring out a shimmer of light in even the darkest of places in this world, including the hearts of dead men’s souls.”

  She smiled recounting this moment in her life, sharing with him the very pieces that formed together like a jigsaw puzzle depicting her in her truest form.

  “Together with your children, we are your light source, and you the moth to our flame, always drawn by the alluring light that escapes your soul. To keep you warm under the pale moonlight, providing solace for pieces of you that you never knew could be whole.”

  Jess smiled sharing this beautiful moment with Kyle, knowing that he could see her completely as she was inside, idealistic of course, a foolish dreamer perhaps, but with the purest intent to heal and to provide shelter for monsters when everybody else desired to hunt them down into extinction on cold winter nights.

  He leaned in kissing her deeply, the steam enveloped the entire bathroom and Kyle whispered into her ear,

  “I love you Jess, even when we’re eons and miles apart, you were the one that sparked into existence a part of me I didn’t realize was ever there. I know words rarely escape my lips, solitude in expression has been a reliable penchant in life when I feel I’ve grown too close to someone to quickly. But you have always embraced me completely, just as I am, no more, no less.” He continued between kisses;

  “You beautiful, magnificent woman, come with me, I want to wash away the fear, the tears and past, you belong to me now. I relish taking care of the parts of your soul that you’ve never before revealed to any one until now.”

  A sparkling tear rolled down her check, Kyle kissed it away smiling and leading her into the hot shower, she walked underneath the rushing flow of water, her wild locks of red curls sleek and straight cascading like blood down her pale back, he was utterly intoxicated by her.

  Her scent traveled up from between her thighs catching him unexpectedly, causing his fangs to sharpen, his hunger to grow and his cock to twitch in eager anticipation;

  “Mmm let me get my fill of you Jess, I haven’t had nearly enough just yet.”

  As her head was back she felt his hands on her thighs, parting them gently and burying his face between them, tasting her sweet honey soaked cunt and aching for that glorious ass of hers. She washed gasping as she felt his tongue sliding around between the folds of her hot flesh, as her beautiful crack was rinsed clean, he turned her around;

  “Place your hands on the wall my beautiful whore, I’m not through with you yet.”

  With one moment of focus she felt his face burying into her ass and forcing it to spread, his tongue ravenously tasted her salty delicate folds, leaving her bucking wildly, moaning with tits pressed against cool tiles. She couldn’t stop shuddering, his tongue was wild, and deep, penetrating her asshole and tormenting that delicate nerve that caused her to squirt effortlessly. Her body bucking hard against his face, she came hard;

  “Oh God, forgive me for not asking permission, your wicked tongue forced such accolades to spill forth from my lips in praise, I’ve never came that hard in my fucking life! Oh Kyle!”

  Her nails digging into the wall, her face pressed firmly nearby, lips parted and panting she wasn’t ready for a man who hadn’t provided a safe word before, she knew if his cock entered her right now, she’d surely die; again…

  Jess’s face was pressed against the cool tiles, the water rushing down her backside, his tongue still deep inside of her luscious ass. She never knew such pleasure like this before, she felt every blood cell in her body heating up and exploding in ecstasy. She swooned and undulated against Kyle’s face as he continued to moan and groan searching every inch of her soft pink crevasse. She felt his strong hand
s traveling up the back of her thighs, gripping her ass and spreading it wide, before squeezing it together, wrapping her soft lush cheeks around his face. Kyle’s lips slowly inched upwards kissing the very top of her ass and sending chills radiating throughout the bottom of her spine, leaving the small of her back trembling under his lips. His hands slowly maneuvered up her back towards her neck, delicately holding her in position, she felt his engorged cock digging into the top of her ass, pressing deeply between her cheeks. His hands slowly traveled down her shoulders and each forearm to her wrists, holding them firmly into place as Jess’s hands spread wide now gripping the tile, aching for his instructions.

  “Spread those beautiful thighs of yours, and hold on tight.” Kyle smiled wickedly as he whispered into her left ear, her right check pressed against the cold tiles, her eyes closed as she swooned waiting to see how he’d violate her body next. Making her crave the dark feeling of being hunted in the snow like a wild animal on their final night. She felt his cock dragging down her ass crack and teasing the gaping hole that waited for him, leaking sweet honey all over the floor of the shower, her scent floating on the hot steam brought out the beast inside. He swiveled the tip of his cock inside of her sweet pussy, before she could finish asking between gasps and moans;

  “What’s my safe word Master?”

  Kyle plunged himself deep inside of her, groaning in pain and pleasure, never had he felt a pussy so tight, strangling the breath from him. With every inch that carved itself inside of her like a hot knife through chilled butter, his body shuddered. His legs started to give out and he gripped her waist towards him, pulling her up and slamming her down onto his cock.

  “There is no safe word for you tonight, as of now you’re in formal training.”

  Before she could say a word, her gasps echoed off the shower walls and he swiftly pulled out. Teasing the opening of her ass with her warm honey, he slowly stretched her ass open enough to slide deep within. Filling her up in one fluid motion, she cried out in pain and pleasure;

  “Oh my God! You’ll be the death of me.”

  Jess reached behind and gripped Kyle’s hips; pulling him inside deeper and deeper, her ass was hungry, ravenous for his girth.

  She wanted to feel him completely, to wonder and count between breaths and skipping heart beats if this was the moment of sheer ecstatic pleasure and pain that she would die on his glorious cock.

  “Oh yes, Kyle” she gasped;

  “Take it, break me in as your virgin whore, I’ve waited so long for this night.” He kissed her neck, moaning and whispering into her ears;

  “God you’re so fucking tight.”

  Before he could control his tormented cock, he felt himself filling her up. His cock twitching so violently inside of her, she came hard, squirting hot juices all over his balls, sending her warmth dripping down the front of his thighs. Her body shuddered uncontrollably, as did Kyle’s; still deep inside of her. They shook and moaned in satisfaction, he started to laugh as he held her close, embracing her body as it tried to breathe at a normal pace.

  “That ass, is most certainly mine.”

  Kyle kissed her on the cheek, down her neck and shoulders and slowly pulled out, moaning in unison their bodies trembled uncontrollably, his fingers interlacing with hers as they still gripped the tile firmly. Slowly his hands started to wash his cock, reaching forward he soothed the hot parts of her flesh with gentle caresses. Washing her felt surreal, he heard her moan and shudder, never knowing whether she was in pain or pleasure was exhilarating. She felt him rinse off, opening her eyes she watched him rinse her off under the rushing water, turning her around slowly and enveloping her in his broad shoulders and his protective embrace she swooned, feeling herself falling asleep as she stood in his arms. She heard his hands reach for the faucet, turning the water off, he reached over the top of the shower for her towel, delicately drying her off, he loved that intoxicated look in a woman’s eyes. Never had he seen a face filled with such satiated glow.

  “It astounds me that you continue to look more and more beautiful than I ever imagined a woman ever could. Each time my eyes fall upon your face, I’m left speechless and in awe of your mystery.”

  Kyle kissed each and every drop of water with his gentle caresses from Jess’s body, the dark green towel wrapped around her body, she stood there watching as he reached for his and wrapped it around his waist. She couldn’t help but moan aloud under her breath, he smiled and laughed realizing just how infatuated with him she’d always be. She started to blush realizing he’d heard her, she exited the shower hoping to hide her crimson stained cheeks, he walked up behind her hugging her and kissing her neck again;

  “It’s almost sunrise my pet, come lie with your Master until sleep visits us both long into the night.” Kyle and Jess floated to bed on an overdose of pleasure endorphins.

  He reached forward throwing back the sheets, Jess instantly crawled into bed and sighed contently at the level of comfort she felt swelling up inside of her. Kyle crawled in behind her, his body curling up around hers, his arms wrapped around her, kissing her face and whispering into her ear;

  “Welcome home Jess, sweet dreams, I know for once in this life I’ll finally sleep like the dead now that you’re in my arms at long last.”

  Jess turned over and wrapped her arms around him, her face now resting on his chest, she could hear his heartbeat beating slowly, and the dark rhythmic chant of Darkeel could be felt writhing deep within the chambers of this dead man’s heart.

  “Sleep well my king, may flights of demons carry your soul to a dark and restful slumber.”

  His hands reaching for her face, caressing it gently, Kyle leaned forward kissing her once more on the forehead before falling into the deepest sleep he’d ever experienced before. For once in his life, everything was exactly how he wanted it to be, and the devil inside of his heart, felt at peace too, in ways he never knew would fulfil or satisfy him. Finally at long last he had a companion who craved the taste of iron on her lips as much as he craved the smell of it on his hunting knife. He couldn’t wait to watch her kill for the first time, well at least the first time in front of anybody else’s eyes. For there would be plenty of time to hunt but for now the twilight hours transformed into sunrise and The Slaughterhouse Hills Hunter was slumbering deep within the dark dream world of his mind, undisturbed, silent and for once; at one with the light.

  Chapter 15:

  Velvet Circus

  The sounds of children laughing were heard in late afternoon, outside and down below. Adie was saying hilarious things to Derek, as he chased her across the fields, the former green grass now turning to golden hues tinged in browns. Jess awoke a bit startled, Kyle’s arms still wrapped around her, his eyes cracking open;

  “No need to be startled, it’s just the children, James brought them back from the zoo an hour ago, sounds like they had a lot of fun.”

  As he continued his hands waved and effortlessly the curtains opened in the bathroom lighting up the room just enough to see his smiling face.

  “How did you sleep last night my pet?” He looked deep into her eyes waiting for response;

  “Magnificently, I don’t think I moved once the entire time.” Jess suddenly realizing her place in his bed;

  “Should I sneak out through the tunnel and back into my room? I wouldn’t want the children wondering where I’ve been all day.” Kyle laughed and smiled;

  “James informed them that you’d be sick today and probably wouldn’t be down until late tonight for a private supper to recuperate alone to avoid getting the rest of the house sick, in other words it’s been taken care of.” With that sentence she felt herself melt back into his soothing embrace;

  “Now that’s much better isn’t it?” Kyle continued smiling;

  “Oh I could get used to this, I’ll never want to leave these sheets if you keep spoiling me this way.”


  Jess leaning forward kissing Kyle on the lips, she felt the need to satisfy him, and to shudder with pleasure all over his gorgeous body, ever since she arrived she wanted to ride him, to straddle his cock and to impale herself on every inch of his thick, warm shaft.

  “Take what you want, or have you already forgotten I can read you like a book that I wrote the very pages too?” Jess smiled as the hunger inside of her grew, the darkness started to rise within him.

  “Show me why writhing little whores call you Mistress Bella.”

  Kyle sat back, his cock rock hard, his arms resting underneath his head like a stoic God in Greek literature. Her very own Dionysus, beckoning the whore inside of her to give way to her urgent need for wine and ecstasy. Without hesitation she licked her lips and crawled on top of him, straddling his hard cock she slowly licked her lips, tormenting him into a painful state of erection. Her hands slowly reaching underneath her ass and teasing his tip on the soaking wet clit or her that throbbed incessantly, leaving her g-spot pounding, filling with liquid fire, her left hand reaching forth and bracing herself on his chest. She plunged herself down on top of him, cumming hard already and buckling wildly on top of his dick, in a possessed undulation that left him groaning at the sheer strength and utter intensity of her hot loins.

  “You always wanted a front row seat to a three ring circus, where the show is made entirely for you? Let me take you there tonight. I’ll be your mistress of ceremonies, guiding you to the ultimate fantasy world with every dream you’ve ever dreamt of from dark to passionate, satiated in one mind shattering orgasm.”

  Every word was intensely phrased while she stared deep into his eyes, his hands no longer able to stay in their god like restful state, he was overwhelmed with her power, her mind opened and he saw every dark memory in her lifetime. Each victim that begged her after years of caging and confinement to please kill them, release them from this incessant pleasure torture, not one more orgasm would they endure without taking their own life. A true succubus she always broke them into pieces, leaving their former selves obliterated by their newfound addiction to release. Transforming even the most delicate of flowers into ravenous harpies clawing and feasting on sin in ways that would horrify even the darkest of souls on this earth, all except one.