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He raised one eye brow as the bronze elevator doors opened to a skinny three inch crack, then suddenly jerked wide in a shuddering sound……He entered quickly, slamming his fist on the button marked lobby, He never did like these mechanical contraptions, but the modern convenience always brought him back to its clattering gear works. The descent curled at his stomach as the small brass arrow above the doors indicated stopping with a bell ping at the 15th floor. With another jerk and a shudder the doors opened, Desmond stepped back towards the rear of the walnut paneled box. A young white porcelain faced woman entered, her hair bobbed and cut in the latest fashion, wearing a short pink dress, long slender legs carried her with a child's uncertainty, but illuminated a women's sexual curiosity. She hesitated as her eyes met his, seeing only a tall dark figure with black eyes that seemed to penetrate deep within her, but she smiled nervously and introduced herself as Biba, a friend of Vedos………And had he ever met him? The doors shut behind her as a chill ran down her back, Desmond smiled, "I have not had the pleasure my child, I am Doctor Necotera, but you may call me Desmond."
Her small red lips quivered as he took one step forward and stood under the dim overhead light, startled, she backed up and slammed hard against unforgiving hardwood………His face, gray and ashen, contorted with a pain that emanated from deep within him, eyes that were pitch black with only a small portion of white showing towards the corners, which seemed more like the hue of his pale gray complexion. Her fear began to subside as she felt him comfort her within the secret places tucked and hidden in the recesses her mind…….. Places that no one had ever entered. Desmond pulled at her soul, then let it move within his, then back again, taking her upon a journey into darkness……Touching her, tormenting her, corrupting her innocence. She pulled at the pink straps on her shoulders and let the satin dress fall to the carpet below………….The elevator lurched to a sudden stop between the 12th and 13th floor. He desired her warmth……… To crawl under her skin, to violate all the things which she held close to her heart, all the things which governed her fresh new life, and relish in devouring her retched simplicity. Black fingernails with an ice cold touch traveled along her powdered cheek, then down her neck to the soft white slip the covered her small breasts………He dug at the material and tore it from her, she gasped with a small scream then jumped up and onto his frame…….Pushing her wet vulva hard against his firmness, moving her hips up and down the shaft that grew harder under his black suit trousers. She pulled the jacket from his shoulders as her lips met his mouth. Her tongue moved along his teeth and gums, then dove deep inside until it met his thick tongue in a wet embrace. She tilted her head back and whispered as she screamed…….."What in God's name…….Fuck me hard Desmond!" He searched with intensity into her eyes as his turned deep red………"Yes………..In God's name indeed, welcome to my hell." He violated her as he entered, griping her small buttocks in his hands, never letting her feet touch the floor, pushing deep inside… Thrusting….. Un-relenting…….. The elevator doors closed smoothly behind her as she exited the walnut paneled tomb, she limped down the hallway looking down at her soiled pink dress, and noticing that she was only wearing one of her red high heeled shoes, she smiled at her apparent dishevelment, and laughed when she noticed her stockings clumped loosely around her ankles. Biba took the door key from her small purse and with shaking fingers unlocked and entered into her dark apartment. She went immediately into the bedroom and removed her bloody pink dress and threw it into a nearby cloths hamper, "god only knows what happened to my panties and slip," Biba thought silently. She stood in front of the floor length mirror naked, running her hands along her sore flesh, pushing ever so lightly on the bruises along her thighs and abdomen……..Red lipstick mixed with blood smeared across her babydoll face, black mascara had run from her eyes, and then caked and dried on her white cheeks. "This will be hard to explain to Vedo." She pondered. The wetness between her legs still lingered as she closed her eyes and moved her fingertip along her pudenda and towards the wet folds of her soft tender flesh. Feeling sudden pain, Biba opened her eyes and turned her back to the mirror and let out a silent scream as she gazed on the reflection of bloody fingernail marks that ran from her buttocks up to her shoulders……..And as she edged closer to the mirror she noticed two black fingernails broken off and still hanging into the open wounds……"What in God's name!" And she laughed as her eyes turned to black, then back to blue. He picked up his jacket from the carpeted floor and then straightened his tie neatly, adjusting the knot along the collar of his white silk shirt. His hand moved along the front of his pants and adjusted his cock, then felt the wet spot along the inseam. Looking down he noticed that the semen had begun to dry around the edges, producing a white crystalline stain. He smiled to himself as the elevator doors opened and he walked out into the lobby and towards the entrance of the building, the doorman tipped his hat in greeting. Desmond brought Bida's panties up to his nostrils and inhaled her scent………….."I wonder what Veta will think of her new pet?" he mused under his breath. Two thin lines of dried blood ran across its delicate pointed toe, becoming the witness to a young woman's descent into the dark depths of her nocturnal nightmares. |