A Scarlet Collection of Monsters and Madmen

by Bella BloodLust

  What if this room was filled with torture devices that she could not endure that would ultimately kill her once and for all?! Before she could even think of fleeing Kyle opened the door with the use of his telepathy, silently whispering to the house what the secret password was that entered him into Jess’s bedroom, Darkeel’s voice whispered, Paradise in his mind’s eye and the closet door cracked open to reveal to Kyle his beautiful Jess.

  Still sleeping soundly, dinner had not yet arrived, he fingered to Sara to follow him into the dark, whispering into her mind;

  “Silence is golden, she’s still asleep and I want to surprise her, come this way and walk slowly, quietly…Silent as the grave.”

  She nodded in full understanding, wiping the tears from her cheeks waiting to follow him into a room of clothes? She realized now that this was the back of her closet, she smelled her scent on her clothing, saw her favorite scarves hanging from the rafters in a way that only she did, unlike any other woman she’d ever met. She smiled and whispered in her mind’s eye;

  “Thank you so much, Thank you.”

  Kyle reached for her hand and gently squeezed it in affirmation of her gratitude. As they exited the closet it took every ounce of strength for Sara not to run over to her beloved mistress and to leap into her arms, kissing her all over and never letting go, but instead she was shuffled past the mirror where she saw herself for the first time in almost a year, her hair so long and ragged from never being washed, she was covered in layers of soot, dirt and drudgery from her life in the dungeon below.

  “I thought you’d want to shower first, before you kiss your mistress again for the first time in almost two years.”

  Sara smiled as best as she could manage, but she was shocked that she didn’t recognize her own face, who was this woman in the mirror? A pale reflection of her former self, what torture had left her face with such a sad expression, no wonder she couldn’t see herself anymore. The sadness of being taken from her beloved settled into the layers of her soul far deeper than she ever imagined.

  As Kyle reached for the dimmer light, he slowly illuminated the shower and bathtub providing just enough light to show Sara that her beautiful Bella was sleeping soundly, her face was glowing, radiant and full of light, she was happier than she’d ever seen her before, at least without her arms wrapped lovingly around her in carnal worship.

  “She’s so beautiful, isn’t she? The only woman who’s ever captured me or my heart.”

  Sara looked into Kyle’s eyes lovingly as he responded, “The water is warm, your sleeping beauty will awaken shortly after you’ve finished. I’ll make sure of it.”

  He smiled as he watched her saunter into the bathroom, seeing Bella’s trinkets and photos of her and Kyle really put things into perspective. She realized that she finally had everything she ever wanted in life, a pleasure palace and torture chamber. She then wondered where if anywhere she might fit into all of this. As the hooded cloak slid to the floor and Sara stepped out of it, she opened the shower door and swooned at the sight of organic beauty products that she wanted to slather all over her body but more so on that of her mistresses. With a contented sigh the door closed and she whispered softly, Kyle’s mind overhearing from the bedroom;

  “This is paradise lost.”

  Chapter 23:

  Preternatural Oasis

  Jess awoke to the sound of hair being washed in the shower, the door was almost entirely closed and steam was slowly peering out in billowing clouds that kissed the crimson lips of her bedroom ceiling.

  “Mmm, what time is it?”

  She leaned forward to see her clock that read; seven o’clock. As she rolled over onto her back and stretched, there he was. He’d pulled a chair from where Jess had no idea and was sitting there with a single red rose and a smile of dark carnality that matched the sinful glow of his wicked eyes. Dressed in jeans, his boots still on and that tight dark green sweater that made her purr at the mere sight of him, she vocally swooned as he bit his lip;

  “Are you back for seconds? I thought I fed your demons well, long into the Afternoon.”

  Jess coyly wrapped her sheets over her naked body and rolled forward towards him, his hand reaching forward with the rose and delicately dragging it across her arm and neck;

  “I have a very special surprise for you. She’s in the shower as we speak.” Jess’s eyebrows raised and she inquired curiously;

  “Really? A surprise? A beautiful woman perhaps, showering just for me? You really do know how to spoil me.”

  Kyle watched her eyes curiouser and curiouser; her mental cogs and wheels still turning, trying to deduce just where he found this little strumpet to bring home tonight.

  “No, it can’t be? Can it?”

  Speechless she saw her form washing in her mind’s eye, a single crystalline tear streaked down her right cheek and fell to soak the silk sheets below.

  “Is it Sara?”

  Jess waited for any form of confirmation to take place, in gesture or verbal form. She hung onto this moment with heartbreaking anticipation, but before he could answer Jess was distracted by a knock at the door.

  “Your supper is ready dear, shall I come in and leave it on the table for you?”

  A soft voice spoke and she recognized it as one of the elderly kitchen staff who worked there from time to time, a loving woman who reminded her of her grandmother;

  “Yes, come in, and thank you I’m absolutely famished.” The door opened and a tray was placed on the table nearby, she nodded and smiled at both Jess and Kyle;

  “Thank you so much, I can’t wait to see what you’ve prepared for me this time.”

  She stole a peek and saw that Kyle had told the cooks how to prepare one of her favorite dishes. One she’d prepared for holidays time and time again and for special celebrations.

  “I thought you’d love to indulge in a taste of home, since tonight is going to be a glorious exploration for us all.”

  Jess ran towards him and leaped into his arms, straddling his lap, he laughed endlessly at her precocious nature. She kissed him repeatedly, wrapping her arms around him and suffocating him in her breasts;

  “Thank you my darling, for the glorious meal and for giving me my beloved slave back, I’ll never quite find words to express to you how grateful I am for your endless devotion, gifts, and offerings of love towards me in every form.”

  Kyle leaned back and welcomed her kisses, delicately holding her ass and dragging the rose down her back;

  “She’s yours for tonight, when dawn approaches she’s mine again to do with as I wish, is that understood?”

  Jess’s eyes suddenly went from glowing to somber, she suddenly realized that Sara would never be taken off the hunting list, she’d already been here too long. She’d known and seen far too much to not be the ultimate risk and liability to Kyle and his entire world. The children, his reputation, all that he’d built over a lifetime in this empire that was forged from blood and serrated steel. He couldn’t risk losing it all for one woman no matter how attached Jess was to her.

  “It’s tragically understood all too well, regardless my gratitude never ceases my Lord.”

  Jess slowly rose from his lap and stole the rose from his hands, smelling it and swooning for its endless scent of passion;

  “Are you eating with me tonight?”

  Jess raised the silver tray and contently inhaled her own recipe of roasted acorn squash with shallots and rosemary, mashed potatoes, asparagus and a dinner roll.

  “I’m afraid I’m not quite hungry for food tonight, though I have yet to have my fill, of other mouthwatering tastes.”

  His smile sinister in nature leaving Jess blushing all aglow;

  “Ah and here I thought you were giving me a night alone to share with my beloved to say our goodbyes, but I’m sure neither of us will mind giving you a show.”

 
She winked knowing full well that he’d soon be deep inside of her while she was deep inside of every wet gaping orifice of Sara’s.

  “Well then I’ll need all of my strength to endure such a carnal night together, do you mind if I call cook to request another plate be brought up, I’m sure it’s been ages since Sara has eaten and I know she’ll be hungry for far more than good cooking tonight.” Kyle crossed his leg at the ankle on his left knee;

  “Consider it done my pet.”

  With a wave of his hand the order was placed downstairs below. The house instantly producing yet another order that nobody questioned nor took from him in the first place, too hypnotized in their formalities to ask questions. Jess wrapped the silk sheets around her and feasted like there was no tomorrow, knowing full well that for Sara it may be her final meal, she felt his strong hands around her shoulders, leaning forward and kissing her neck;

  “I love watching you eat, so delicate and sensual, like you’re fucking my hard cock with every single bite you take.”

  Jess smiled and continued eating, the shower water still running and the steam continued to fill the room, a long hot shower was just what Sara needed before she gave herself to her Mistress one last time. Every so often the soft moans of a woman swooning in the throes of hot water caressing her body was heard from them both, as Kyle continued to watch Jess eat, looking at her in the mirror before her standing behind her with his all-encompassing presence. She smiled taking each sensual bite with decadent coquettish charm while her mind whispered to his;

  “Mmm, she’s hungry tonight, I can feel it in my pussy, so warm, ripe with the sweetest juices that I know my longing slave is thirsting for me.”

  Jess continued eating passionately while Kyle pressed his hard cock behind her back and shoulders in the chair as she smiled her fangs extended and her eyes glowing menacingly, she couldn’t help but lick her lips leaving him in such a ravenous state drove them both mad with passion. Tonight would be a night they’d soon never forget.

  Chapter 24:

  Otherworldly Reunion

  The shower water slowly turned off and the sound of dripping water beating down on hot tiles was echoing throughout the bedchambers of the mystical fire goddess that awaited her just outside this bathroom door. Her shaky hands reached for the shower door, a soft towel waited nearby, Sara wrapped herself in the terry cloth and felt a sense of comfort for the first time in far longer than she could recall. She smiled looking around and seeing all of her beloved’s mementos. She gently opened the medicine cabinet to see so many pictures of them together, next to her favorite handmade perfume that Sara gave to her years ago when they first met. Sara reached in and pulled out the scent of Le Bouquet a La Reine a marvelous scent of every flower that kissed the delicate pale flesh of Marie Antoinette herself.

  Opening the ornate bottle Sara adorned her neckline and wrists with the heavenly scent, along with the small of her back and inside of her thighs, knowing her Mistress would crave to devour her after missing her taste. She reached down between her thighs, her sweet sticky honey already kissing each wrist, she wanted to surrender to the woman she loved, mind, body and soul.

  She never imagined after all this time kept as a prisoner that she’d ever see her ever again. The tears welled up in her eyes as she smiled and tended to her long raven locks of washed hair, combing the strands down into sheets of black silk, and slathering her skin in layers of moisturizing cream. Slowly turning around to see the scars, lashed and whipped into her body, a permanent reminder that Master Darkeel was nearby, she trembled at the thought of seeing him again, not in fear, but in masochistic rage, how could she crave to serve a man that tried to kill her so many times? It made no sense, there was no rhyme or reason to her logic, she felt compelled to drop to her knees at the sight of him, to kiss his boots and lovingly thank him for such a generous farewell. Where her final resting place would be she’d never know, but tonight all she wanted was to merge and meld flesh and soul once more with the woman who knew her better than Sara even knew herself.

  She reached towards her reflection in the mirror, still looking at all of the photos of them together, smiling and knowing that just beyond this door she was waiting, fully rested and well fed, aching in wanton anticipation of this divine reunion that neither woman ever imagined would become a reality after years of mystery and captivity. Denying all shyness or need for foolish shame, Sara dropped her towel and smiled that sexy feline grin, her delicate fingers wrapping around the cracked door and opening it to reveal to Jess in mirrored reflection a goddess floating from the clouds, her figure was shadowed in layers of steam that gently dissipated.

  Sara’s form stood behind her, regally centered in her sexual energy she sauntered into the room maintaining eye contact and a firm gaze with her Queen. Jess instantly smiled finishing the last bite of food on her plate, she washed it down with a glass of red wine, feeling her muscles relax at the mere sight of her pleasure slave. As Sara approached the side of her bed she noticed that he was there nearby seated and smiling;

  “What a pleasure it is to have you join us this evening.”

  Before Sara could control her urges she found herself on the floor on all fours, crawling to Kyle and kissing his planted boot profusely;

  “Thank you for bringing us together, I’ll never be able to express how much this night means to me.”

  Kyle’s sinister smile matched the glowing grin that Jess had across her face, tending to her lips pressing the cloth napkin closely as Kyle leaned forward gently caressing Sara’s cheek;

  “I’m impressed that you’ve finally found your place, perhaps my love was right, unruly pleasure slaves need twice the discipline than the average slave who easily surrenders to the will of her Master; or in this case her…Mistress.”

  He leaned into her ear whispering to Sara those three precious words she’d hoped to hear more than anything in this world;

  “Go to her.”

  Sara’s eyes welled up in tears, as she turned towards her mistress and smiled, they rolled down her cheek effortlessly, and Jess’s eyes began to fill with the same urgency to cry.

  “Come to me my darling, Oh how I’ve missed you for so long.”

  Sara instantly started to crawl towards her mistress, her head raised to keep eye contact, Jess instantly beckoned;

  “Walk to me my beloved, rise from your knees and approach me as your Queen.”

  Sara rose from the lush red carpet like a phoenix from the ashes, her illustrious hair falling down to her ass and flowing like the dark waters of hades. Jess opened her silk sheet that she’d been wrapped in like a makeshift kimono and the moment Sara was in arm’s reach she pulled her close on top of her lap, her hands wrapped around her back and waist, reaching up with her neck and kissing her on full lips with ravenous fervor, both creatures of the night forgetting that the Brides of Dracula were under watchful eyes of Dracula Himself nearby.

  Sara’s breasts swelled and her nipples hardened into two perfect mounds, her hungry mistress couldn’t keep her lips or lip ring off of them, tormenting them each with sensual drag of cold metal against hot flesh, she watched as Sara’s back arched followed by deep throated sensual moans. Her body in full surrender to her beloved Mistress Bella, her blood pumping hot, her veins filled with the coursing flow of lust that only she provoked in her base instincts. Like a writhing animal she was her helpless victim, everything she ever wanted in life, to be captive and tortured by the one she loved; the one she gave herself too completely, in darkness and light.

  Jess suddenly remembered in the surreal clouds of carnality that Kyle’s delicious eyes were watching mere feet away from their writhing sex show. As Sara’s eyes closed in sweet surrender, her back arching violently, Jess stared penetratingly deep into Kyle’s eyes.

  He watched as she kissed between Sara’s breasts, down her stomach and slowly reached around to slip her fingers into her
glorious asshole.

  “Oooo, Mistress, yes, Goddess I’ve missed your touch, my ass needs fucking, Oooo, please take me my Queen I beg you, I am ripe with your favorite juices, please take me!”

  Sara viscerally reached into her mistresses’ hair and tugged it from behind, looking carnally into her eyes and screaming these words out in utter desperation.

  Jess smiled and laughed aloud;

  “Mmm, hmm hm, I’m so glad you haven’t lost a drop of that insane vampire lust, I’m going to fuck you to the brink of death tonight. You’ll beg me to stop far sooner than you ever have previously before…this I promise.”

  Kyle resituated in his chair, soft groans and grunts escaping from under his breath, his hard cock was pressing so tightly on his jeans he couldn’t see straight. He wanted nothing more than to please these whores long into the night, hearing their moans and screams of pleasure echoing into one another’s like the sweetest melody that any man or woman could ever imagine. His hands gestured to keep going to Jess while his mind entered hers to whisper;

  “I’ll be right back, with supper for your Sara slut, don’t start without me my pet, I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

  As he rose from his chair and reached down into his now achingly tight jeans he repositioned his cock and slowly emerged from her bedroom, closing the door as he continued to watch Sara writhe on top of her. Jess’s thighs were gently parted, her crimson hair already soaking wet, she watched as Sara teased and tormented her full lips watching Jess’s nipples harden as Sara drank from her tits suckling the sweet milk from her breasts and moaning serenely intoxicated by the taste of her;

  “Mmm mistress you’re so sweet, I’ve missed your perfect tits, you grow sweeter by the year my love. The perfect blend of cruelty and kindness.”

  As the door slowly shut and Kyle’s glowing eyes vanished he smiled into Jess’s gaze and watched as Sara’s gaping asshole pulsed waiting to be filled by her mistress completely.