Cursed (closed)

[feistyphoenix]

He is trying to drive me out of my mind, I am sure if it. Its very strange to not be the one in control of the situation. I don't want him to stop, he tells me to shut my mouth right before picking me up and pinning me, the tip of his hardness nudging against my wet inner folds.

He orders me to take it. I hate taking orders.

"No," I claim breathlessly, " I don't want you to accuse me of doing anything to you later. If you want it, you'll take it."

I felt strong, so very strong. Some sort of emotion creeping over me that I didn't know how to place it. All I know is the sex felt good and I didn't want him to stop. I just felt the intense need, so much that I'm trembling in his arms.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Fine," I say.

I put the Lady on her back in the dirt of the dimly lit tent. Her chain rattles and rings as I do. The last button above her corset pops and one of her tits spills out of her linen chemise.

My cock is huge and hard. A drop of pre-cum leaks from the head. I put one hand on the ground above her shoulder to hold myself up. With the other hand I rub my cock back and forth through the lips of the Lady's cunny. Good and hard too. The head of my cock rubs across her clit and strains at the entrance to her cunny. I shut my eyes and moan in pleasure.

Unable to hold off any longer, I place the engorged head of my cock at the entrance to her cunny and thrust my hips forward. Half my cock disappears inside Ashe's cunt.

 

[feistyphoenix]

It's never been like this before. There's something off, good but still different. I just try not to think. I feel the familiar hunger deep inside me, the wanting and desire. I need him not to stop. I'm still worried I might hurt him or take too much but that thought is quickly replaced when my body hits the ground underneath him.

I watch his face as he enters me, resisting the urge to close my eyes and lose myself. The pleasure plays out across his features, when he opens his eyes and looks down at me I don't see a weak human anymore. I pull him to my lips to kiss him hard as he ruts into me, grunting softly and desperately clinging to my body. He won't be able to keep pace for long like this. I can already feel the difference in my energy and I feel more alive. So many new feelings washing over me and carrying me away. Every movement felt more intense than ever before. I couldn't help but sigh and moan softly. I almost felt human.

 

[Hard_Rom]

First sign from the Lady of even bein' human is as she starts to moan. She's got a nice cunt and takes a good fuckin'. The hard kisses she demands from tell me she likes it too. I love the softness of her breast as I take it in my hand and squeeze it. I keep one hand on the floor over her and the other on her tit as we kiss, fuck and moan into one another. I take my hand off her tit and move it down her body to the junction of our sexes. My hand becomes wet with her juices as I fondle her lips and clit. The entire length of my cock is now pistonin' in and out of the Lady. I swear we are just swappin' air as I cover her mouth hard with mine returning her demanding kisses.

My cock swells even larger in the Lady's cunny and my toes start to curl in my boots. Shortenin' up my strokes I use the tight entrance to her cunny to grip stimulate the head of cock. Sometimes it almost pops out but I keep it sheathed inside her as my shorter strokes increase in speed. My breathes come in time with the strokes of my cock inside her, as I feel my climax approachin'.

 

[feistyphoenix]

It doesn't take much now, I've absorbed so much energy from him it's easy to push him back onto his knees. I hold on and seat myself firmly in his lap, driving his cock as deep as it will go. For such a young man he is more satisfying than most. I resist the urge to tear him apart with my bare hands. I can't help but feel the blood lust rising. I cling to his shoulders instead while riding him. Its so enjoyable I never want to stop but I can feel his cock so swollen and ready to burst inside me.

""Do it," I ask him, kissing his neck and biting down lightly while tightening my walls around him, "come. I know how much you want to."

I can already feel this will be one of those rare but excruciatingly pleasureable instances when I'll be able to come too. Most of the time they're dead by now, growing cold as I lift my dripping wet pussy off their still stiff cocks. Not now, no. He'll be hot and weak but alive.

I bite his bottom lip hard as I drive him into me again and again. So...damn...close.

 

[Hard_Rom]

The Lady got her legs under herself and levered me back, plantin' herself hard on my cock. She seems to be gettin' at least a bit of her old strength back. Got me gripped in her hands, teeth and cunt. Ridin' my cock like she was possessed, I can feel her wet cunny squeeze my cock. That does it!

My hands grab the Lady's hips and push her down on my cock as I cum deep inside her. It's a good hard come that has me a shiverin' and a moanin'. I twitch with each blast of cum that erupts from my cock. My balls pulse and pump with the waves of pleasure.

I bury my face in her hair and lean on her shoulder as I come down, trying to catch my breath. Feels just like I came out a battle or somethin'

 

[feistyphoenix]

My whole body is wracked with pleasure as I come hard with him. I don't cry out even though I want to. I just hold on as he bucks under me, emptying his seed. I can feel every pulse and twitch inside me. I'd do it all again in about 3 seconds but I know he doesn't have it in him.

I kiss him tenderly, hoping his anger has subsided. He looks exhausted. I feel a bit lost as to what I'm supposed to do now. Damned near a thousand years and he's the only man to survive having sex with me. I hold his head against my shoulder while he tries to catch his breath. His cock is still hard and lodged inside me but slowly softening. I reach behind me, feeling around until I have a hold of the edge of a blanket. I wrap it around my shoulders and pull him in. My body is nice and warm now.

I feel so strange holding him close. Its very awkward to me. I try to tell myself I don't care but I think I do. Or maybe I'm starting to. I push the thoughts away, it's not possible.

 

[Hard_Rom]

I loved when it when she came on my cock. Her hold body tensed up, her cunt really clamped down on my shaft and the tiniest of whimpers escape as she seems to fight from crying out, as she rode out both our climaxes. She cuddles well afterwards too.

When my wet cock slips out of her cum filled cunny, I push Ashe off my lap. Still waitin' to gain back some of my strength, I use the corner of the blanket and wipe my cock off before puttin' it away. I have to go to my hands and knees before I can stand up usin' the tent pole for support. Bendin' down to find my hat, pick up my belt and various pistols is a chore in it's self. But I at least get back to my feet and arm my self.

Ashe watches me intently, like she expects me to fall or somethin' at any time. She's quite the fetchin' sight wrapped in her blanket with her dirt covered legs stickin' out. Her hair is kinda dusty and all messed up the back too, from being on her back.

A canteen of water hangs from the tent flap pole. I reach out and bring it inside. I take a good drink, cap it off and toss it at Ashe's feet.

"I'll try and see you around mid-mornin', if I can," I tell her, "You should think long and hard on what you plan on doin'." "We should find out today whether or not our boys were able to get across the Tennessee. If they do, with any great success, the Rebs will have to evacuate Chattanooga."

"That means the regiment will be movin' south by tomorrow. Either to picket our side of the river or rejoin General Thomas. If we picket then maybe we can get to Harrison and my Pa's place. Pa will leave with the Rebs. Don't know if he will take Mama Waters with him or not though."

I figure I can at least walk past my men and not stumble now. Before I step out of the tent and leave her alone, I turn to her.

"One more thing. You ever hit me again, I will have my Mama take your soul and turn you into a zombi sex slave for me."

 

[feistyphoenix]

I waited until he was gone before rolling my eyes. Humans are dumb, there's no such thing as zombies. If I got this soul removed id just be what I was before, a succubus. Admittedly, sex with a soul is nice but I'm not sure I want any of the other responsibilities that come with it.

After he leaves I make up a makeshift bed out of the other folded blanket and settle down on top of it wrapped up in the other. It will be difficult to sleep now, all my senses are hypersensitive. I hear every crackle of the fire outside, every footstep past my darkened tent....everything. Every time I move my chain rattles and clinks. Its unbearably loud to me now.

I still have the urge to teach that asshole a lesson, maybe tomorrow.

Seems like most of the men are asleep, save for a few scouts watching the edges of camp. I'm finally starting to settle down, sleeping soundly.

Then it seems in a moment the sun is up. My hair has spilled out over the blankets, it's still chilly but I know in a couple of hours it will be comfortable again. I close my eyes tightly and pull the blanket up over my face. At least my feet don't hang out of the blanket, I'm much smaller than the men they were made for. I struggle to get comfortable on the hard ground again. I feel a shadow pass over me, normally shadows hold bad things but I know it's probably Jethro so I don't worry.

His hand runs through my hair gently, he must have forgiven me for hitting him. I lean into his touch, needing the contact. Even though I just had him last night I want him again. I wonder how long it took him to recover. I make a soft sleepy moaning sound when I turn to face him, eyes still shut tight. Its too damn bright in the morning. The chain clinks again as I move.

"Wake up little whore," he says.

I recoil in a wild burst of energy. I sit up against the tent post and rub my eyes. That's not Jethro's voice.

The Lieutenant half smiles at me, "expecting someone else?"

I shake my head and pull the blanket around me tighter. I do not want him to touch me again.

"You look awfully pretty first thing in the morning, don't even look like a whore," he's so asking for it.

I spit at his feet where he's crounched down in front of me. He cocks his head to the side as his dark eyes narrow.

I stare him down and focus hard. It takes a minute but his posture relaxes and his face isn't so taut.

"That's better," I whisper to him. He leans forward, precariously balancing on the balls of his feet.

"You will order me unchained," I speak in a pleasant even voice.

"Yes ma'am," he repeats dutifully.

"You will leave me alone and let Sgt. Elkins take charge of me," I command quietly.

"Yes ma'am."

"You will continue your duties to the unit without paying any attention to me," the melodic tone in my voice makes his eyes droop.

"Yes ma'am."

"Thank you Lieutenant," I say softly.

He returns to crouching. I free one of my hands from my blanket and flick him right on the forehead. I grin mischeviously.

He stands and blinks several times, shakes his head and walks out of the tent without looking at me again.

"Get Elkins to deal with her," he tells the trooper outside, "and have the smithy remove that disgusting chain."

I smile to myself. Who's weak now? I wonder if Jethro will be mad at me when he gets here.

 

[Hard_Rom]

My head almost explodes as I sit up. I look at my pocket watch and see it's ten o'clock and start to pull my boots on. Which hurts a lot. I had Corporal Jennings take care of reveille. Didn't even hear it. I get a trooper to rustle me up some grub. It's an hour later before I make my way to Ashe's tent, where I get the word the Lieutenant has been and gone leavin' me to deal with her. I duck inside Ashe's tent.

She's all nested up in her blankets, waitin' for me. Lookin' all pleased with herself. Lookin' awful pretty!

"Good mornin'," I say, "It appears you're not goin' to be takin' out and hung anyways." "Figure out what you're goin' to do yet?"

"You and the Lieutenant come to an "arrangement" or did you just put a hex on him?"

 

[feistyphoenix]

"You and your silly hexes," I sigh and stand up, adjusting my clothes under the blanket, "it's called hypnotism actually and no, I did not take my clothes off," I finish sarcastically.

The blacksmith has already removed my ankle cuff and chain, a very agreeable man.

"I'm going to Harrison, with you. Hopefully your...person, whatever she is can fix this wretched soul melding thing you did to me. Then I'll leave you alone forever, happy?"

He looks miserable, like he got in a fight. He's walking gingerly and slower than usual. I step close to him and touch the side of his face with the back of my hand tenderly. He's not feverish at least.

"Do you feel alright?" I ask, my voice is softer now.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"No and no, thank you for askin'," I reply.

"Okay then, we try to find Mama Waters. Lets hope things go well south of here and we get a chance a to move up." "What do we do with you in the mean time? I can't see you riding with the regiment. I think you should attach yourself to the baggage train."

"Folk will just think you're my woman."

She actually sounds like she is concerned about me! It does feel good, the touch of her hand though. I don't trust her as far as I can throw her. But I give her a kiss, good mornin' like, hopin' it won't hurt.

 

[feistyphoenix]

"You are so confusing," I sigh right before he kisses me. I don't think he wants me, why would he? I'm a demon with a soul. Even if we manage to figure out how to remove it, I lose my train of thought and just try not to think about what happens if I can't go back to normal.

I wrap my arms around him and pull him against me. Why is it I just want to be close to him? I don't understand that feeling. I resent it almost.

"Is that what you want, for other people to think I'm yours?" I question him. I can't figure out his motivations.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"I don't know what I want," I reply to her question, "Honestly, I don't know what I think, feel or want!" "For all I know you got me hexed or... hypnotized or somethin'. Mama will tell me what's true and what's not. She'll take one look at you and know if you be a bad 'un still."

"Not twelve hours ago, you tried to kill me. And if you go back to the way you was, you will probably try again. Plus makin' love to you is poisonous." "I'm not confusing. I am confused."

Seems a hell of a conversation to have with a woman, while holdin' her in my arms.

"Now, I got to see the Lieutenant," I say to Ashe, "Is there anything you need?"

"Do you eat?" I ask, "I mean real food."

 

[feistyphoenix]

My eyes narrow as he talks. I don't know why his words always sting.

"I don't eat real food, not really. I mean, I can. It doesn't hurt me, it just doesn't do anything if I eat it or not. I told you, I feed off human emotion," I tell him as I pull away.

"Maybe I should just go to Harrison alone. You don't have to help me," I turn away and pull the blanket off. I don't want him seeing how hurt I look. Damnit I hate these feelings, I don't want them.

I try to straighten my clothes and I pull my hair around so it all falls across one shoulder. I start to comb through it with my fingers.

"And you're wrong. Maybe you don't believe me or even give a shit but I said I wouldn't hurt you and I meant it," saying it hurt. I hate that he wasn't taking me at my word, "just give me a horse and I'll leave. You won't have to worry about what kinda hex I have you under if I'm not here."

At least then he wouldn't be around to make me feel guilty if I did something wrong.

"And you didn't think I was so poisonous last night when you wanted to fuck me. That was your decision, remember? I didn't put any hex on you, if anything I told you not to, but you wanted me anyway," my words are venomous now. I hope they hurt him the way his hurt me.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"And you're so fuckin' hard done by! Don't go playin' the innocent one with me!" I snap back at her, "Anything you get, I figure you got comin'" "Leave if you want! Where you goin' to go? What you goin' to do?"

"I tell you somethin'. Mama Waters already done stripped you of most of your power. You think that Reb would have got the drop on you before? And you're goin' to do what, just march up there and demand she undo her spell?" "My Mama loves me. If she thinks you hurt me, she will send you and that new human soul of yours straight to Hell."

Her clothes are in tatters. Tits half spilling out and legs showing damn near to the hips, on both sides. I don't want her walkin' around like that. At least not in front of other men. I watch kinda fascinated as she combs out her hair.

"You need proper clothes," I say, when I can, "I don't want other men lookin' at you dressed like that." "Stay here and try not to get in any trouble."

Turnin' I stalk out of the tent before she can either kill me or tear me a new one.

The Lieutenant is starin' at an action report, when I enter his tent and salute.

"Ah! Sergeant, just the man I wanted," he says, in a strange manner, "I'm seem to be having difficulty putting words to paper."

"Four Reb marauders killed in chance encounter with your patrols," I say, takin' a chance, "Nothin' of importance found on the bodies, Sir."

"Nothing?!" he asks.

"Nothin' that the Colonel need hear about," I continue, "From me or the men anyways." "Especially if a bonus of some sort was forth comin'. Say a share to the rankers, a share for the NCO's and a share for yourself, Sir."

It's an hour later I return to Ashe's tent, leadin' my horse and one of the dead Rebs, from last night. I also found his coat with the pistol and shells in the pocket. Wrapping one hundred dollars in gold coins in a handkerchief I put it in the other pocket.

I duck my head and enter her tent.

 

[feistyphoenix]

He's right, I'm nothing close to innocent. I never have been but that's not what I was created for. I pick at my nails and pace the tent while he's gone, I hate letting him have the last word. He's lucky I don't break his neck even though he doesn't know it, the more he pushes me the more I want to. I liked my life a whole lot better when I killed men for a living instead of tolerated them. I growl out of frustration and anger. I clench my teeth and brace my jaw. Of all the Succubi left in the world I am one of the oldest, its about damn time I started acting like it.

"What do you want," I demand him pointedly when he re enters.

It takes everything I have not to overpower him where he stands and demand that he respect me.

 

[Hard_Rom]

I can see the Lady is makin' an appearance.

"To give you this," I say, as I hand her the coat, "There's a hundred dollars and a gun in the pockets." "There is also a horse for you outside."

"You can leave now or you can roll up your blankets and come with me. I'll set you up as my woman. We'll go back to my plan of you being a trampin' whore, set upon by marauders. Feelin' grateful, you've attached yourself to the baggage train as my woman. Hopefully within a month or so, we can make it to Harrison."

Holding up the tent flap. I wait for her decision.

 

[feistyphoenix]

"Damn you Jethro, every time you make me angry you do something nice. I do not understand you," I'm exasperated now. I almost think he finds it funny.

A whole month seems like way too long.

"A month?" I'm not pleased, not at all. I'm sure by myself I'll be able to get there much faster, a couple of weeks even. But without Jethro I'm not sure I'll find his Mama or if she will even help me.

Even though my anger has softened a bit I know it's probably better if we travel seperately.

"I'll go alone, you don't want to be near me anyways," I tell Him.

 

[Hard_Rom]

All I can think about is being with her!

"If I didn't want you around me, I wouldn't offer to set up house with you. Or make it look like that's what we was doin'."

"And before you go askin'. I don't know why I feel that way. Honestly, me, Mama and the world would be better off if I took you back to the river, slit your throat and weighed your body down with chains before I threw it in."

"It might be less than a month. I don't know. If the Rebs put up a good fight, we may not get across the Tennessee till next year. Chatanooga is covered by heights from across the river. An artillery barrage and some manoeuverin' of troops may convince Bragg to evacuate. But I ain't holdin' my breath. And this is the Army. That means things take twice as long and cost three times as much."

"Mami won't help you, 'less I'm with you," I say to her, "In fact, I would avoid her, Harrison and all of Hamilton County, if I was you." "If you don't want to be with me. Maybe you should head north. Nashville's got a goodly number of folk there these days. Maybe you can make friends there to look after you while you figure out how to fix yourself. That hundred dollars won't last that long."

"And you may want to go easy on the whole killin' folk thing or stealin' their money. Things like that have a tendency to twist folk up inside. Those with a soul or conscience anyway. Or get the law on you."

My arms gettin' tired holdin' the tent open for her to leave.

"Good-bye and good luck!"

 

[feistyphoenix]

I wonder who his Mama really is. There are very few people who know enough about veve's to do them properly. I have only ever seen partial drawings of them. If she is as powerful as I think she might be it is not a good idea to go without him even though I want to.

"Fine, I'll stay but stop accusing me of hexing you when you know I didn't. I haven't done nothing to you since we were in the woods together," I'm tired of him pulling the guilty conscience on me.

"So what am I going to wear other than these rags, I can't exactly walk around half naked," I look at him expectantly.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"Like I said, roll up your blankets and come with me," I tell her, "We'll get you a couple of dresses, new shoes and a tent of your own."

Amongst the sutlers and other camp followers anything, pretty near, is for sale. Hell, us soldiers, officers too, would be livin' off hardtack, beans and salted pork and walkin' around in unlaundered clothes if it wasn't for the merchants, wives and whores that attached themselves to camps on campaign. And if any gets a deal out of them, it is senior NCO's. Private soldiers are there to be fleeced, officers can afford to be fleeced but woe to the sutler that tries to put to much over on a Sergeant. Whether a group of drunken soldiers descend on their business or they never see a soldier on payday ever again is entirely up to the Sergeant.

I'm goin' through a shoppin' list of things in my head that we are goin' to need, if we are settin' up like we was married or somethin'. I'm picturin' Ashe bent over doin' my laundry too. That makes me smile. Although at same time I can't see it happening. Never thought I would be settin' up house with a demon. I wonder what colour dresses are prettiest on redheads.

"And please put your coat on," I say, "I don't want men lookin' at you... dressed like that."

 

[feistyphoenix]

I pressed my lips together and looked at him incredulously before finally doing what he asked. I shook my head as I left the tent.

"Don't think I'm going to wear a huge skirt or nothin, I got enough of that in Revolutionary France," I told him.

I ran my hands over my horse's face. It was a sturdy little black gelding with kind eyes. I liked the look of him. He was short enough I could swing into the saddle without any trouble. I could see Jethro eyeing me in his peripheral vision as we plodded along on our respective mounts. I let my feet dangle, feeling them swing lightly with each step my horse took. It was nice.

He took me a few places, once we got to the dressmaker I'd had enough of being around so many people. I don't like being gawked at, made me feel like a freak show. I prefferred the darkness.

I ducked into her tent knowing what I wanted already, simple dresses, nothing fancy, and no hoop skirts I told her. She sucked in her breath when I took off my jacket so she could measure me. I paid her to make three dresses in three different colors, a wool jacket, and managed to talk her into selling me a simple shift that was already finished so I could wear it until the dresses were done. I slipped the dove grey over my ruined clothes and secured a thin belt around my svelte figure to give it shape.

"Bless you child, you could make a burlap potato sack look allurin'," she said.

"Thank you, I think," I said absently.

She sent me down the way a bit to find a hairbrush for my wild mane of hair and the young girl working there also convinced me to let her pin my hair back in a loose braided updo. I didn't like it but told her I did. My long hair was my way of hiding myself from others. I had to admit after I wiped my face off and pinched my cheeks to give them color, my features looked very regal.

Jethro did a double take and left the men he was talking to behind him when I met his stare from across the way. I felt even more naked now than I had wearing my ragged clothes.

"What now," I asked him.

 

[Hard_Rom]

"My compliments to your hairdresser, Miss Shaw," I say with a big smile, "You look very nice."

She looks more stunnin' than nice. You can actually see her face now. Some of her hair escapes the loose updo. I reach out and try tuck it in but it just falls back. I like it. I don't like the dress though. It covers her too much. Not that I want my woman walkin' around with her tits hangin' out but... she does have great cleavage. Oh well!

I know she can mount her horse by herself but I can't resist offerin' my hands for her to step into. It gives me a chance to feel up her calf above her new short boots. It didn't even hurt.

"The question now is where to put you up, " I say as we ride down the camp road and come to a cross road, "To the left is the married quarters of the officers and senior NCO's. Real regular folk. Church going ones, with a bible class on Wednesday evenings. Some young 'uns running around." "Goin' right! Well, lets say, you won't be invited to many bible classes. Some but not many. Some private soldier's wives, officer favourites and working girls of most types, laundresses, cooks, maids, some of the better whores."

"Now straight ahead, we leave camp and cross the river. Other side of the river, well, it's outside camp so pretty much anyone not wantin' to partake of army regulations such as licensin', taxes and certain laws pertainin' to morals sets up there."

"What'll be?"

 

[feistyphoenix]

I almost pulled away when he reached for me but I didnt. I can't figure him out. I'm surprised when he offers his hands, I'm not used to being helped, taken care of, or whatever you wanna call it.

As tempting as it was to head for the river with the others that were probably the most alike to me, I didn't want to be that far from camp. I wanted to keep an eye on him. I'm certainly not going to be housed with the family types either. Bible study isn't the place for a demon. As human as I felt, I knew I was still the same underneath. That really only left me one option. So I turned my horse right and urged him on.

"Working class it is then," I say aloud, "wait...does this mean I'm going to have to find a job?"

I turn in my saddle and look at him. I hope not! I don't do human things like cook or sew. I was going to be very incredibly bored it seemed like.