Falcon and His virgin.

[Cosmic Knight]

Falcon and His virgin.open to one female

OOC
Falcon, shape shifting vampire.
It is late September 1859, somewhere in the Balkans, and very hot for the time of year. Falcon requires a virgin, to deflower at the stroke of midnight, on All Hallows Eve.
IC
I watched her once again as she entered her bedroom, at 10 pm, the soft light from her bedside candle illuminating the area around her. She looked to be 18 or 19, and even though I had already watched, as she explored her own body, I just knew that she was pure and virginal, and perfect for my needs.

The big old house looked out over fields, and a large wooded area, where I was now, atop a tall poplar tree,using my falcon binocular vision to see what she would do. It was hot, oppressively so, and my intended victim stripped naked, before blowing out her candle, and opening the window. She lay down upon her bed, a single sheet covering her body from the waist down. I waited, one hour, two hours
and more, before swooping silently down from my perch.
On her window sill I waited again and looked at her, her ample breasts were rising
and falling slowly as she breathed, the dark areola surround her nipples now
highlighted by the full moon. The sheet had slipped to the floor, exposing a soft
downy triangle of dark curly hair, at the juncture of her thighs. I hopped into the
room, had the window been closed, an invitation would be required, but as it was
open...
I extended a foot, and slowly my very sharp claw elongated, reaching out over her
breasts. It was time to mark her, something that only she would see, but it would
mark her as mine. Lowering my claw, I scratched a tiny cross, just to the side of her
left nipple. I returned to the window, knowing that I would be returning the next
night, and nearly every night from now one.

 

[DarkEmpress]

OOC: Elizabeth Annabelle Stanton, a young lady from a well off family. Dark raven hair with pale blue eyes. Much loved by her friends and family, who call her Liza.

IC:
I was standing on my balcony staring out at the woods. Shadows were playing across the willows, swooping down to kiss the meadow below, while wysteria hung heavy in their branches, turning everything into a pale, purple wonderland in the silvery moonlight. Poplar trees were dotted in between, with a chorus of crickets and frogs singing to the night sky.

Despite the opulence of the majestic evening skyline, it felt like the weight of the world rested on my shoulders. No matter how hard I tried, I could not keep my wandering mind from thinking forbidden thoughts, a complete failure as a daughter of an aristocratic family… and yet, my body had a wanton mind of its own, aching for something… I couldn’t quite fathom.

Piercing my lips together, I gave a disgruntled sigh, before turning and heading back into my room. The heat was pressing, almost suffocating. Throwing caution to the wind, I stripped out of my evening gown, clinging to my bosom like a jealous lover, and laid down upon the inviting covers of my bed.

Perhaps, sleep would calm my delinquent mind… but instead I spent the night, trapped in a restless dream, plagued by a shadowy figure that haunted me. Whispering things a good and proper lady should never dare to think about.

My eyes fluttered open, their pale blue colour almost translucent in the moonlight. I could have sworn there was a shadow that just dotted across the balcony…

Dismissing it as a gust of wind, I half sat up and raked my fingers through my dark hair… and then my eyes froze in horror on a mark, on my skin. Lifting my fingers, I delicately touched the small X carved in my skin and my breathing hastened as fear wrapped its tendrils around my mind. It happened in my dream… but how was it real?

My eyes darted around the room with fear etched in their depths, but there was nothing. A confused frown furrowed across my brow as my fingers flitted across the mark on my breast, once more, in utter confusion. What was happening to me?

I must have fallen asleep again, and woke with the morning light streaming through my open window. Exhaustion clung to me, and getting dressed I could feel my motivation wane on achieving anything noteworthy on this day, other than pondering the strange mark on my skin. I could not disclose it to a living soul, much less confide in anyone, without being judged or even shamed.

What does it mean? And, where did it come from?

 

[Cosmic Knight]

5 AM, October the first, 1859.
I resumed my perch in the highest tree in the forest, there to peruse and watch my victim. I waited to see her reaction, when she realised that something was different, that she had been marked, and from that moment cutting her flash to draw her blood, that she was now inexorably mine, forever!

She touched the mark, consternation and surprise causing a visible and very tenable reaction, this was perfect, the die had been cast, and and in 30 days time, at the stroke of midnight on All Hallows Eve, this pure and delicate virgin would become a creature of the night, and my partner in the search, the never ending search for nee blood.

The sky was just staring to glow in the predawn when I left my perch, swooping swiftly down from the forest, to my hidden cave in the foothills. Accessible only from the air now, 120 years after I first discovered it. I landed softly on the hard soil, and closed my eyes, before initiating my transformation.

My wings thickening and elongating, as fingers replaced feathers, and I flexed them. My chest and torso moving into an upright stance, while my legs lengthened, and strengthened also, lifting me to my full height, it used to take many minutes to transform, with excruciating pain at times, but now, after 200 years it was easy, and all pain went un-noticed. I walled to my resting place and slept, arms crossed over my chest until 7PM.

At 10 PM I was ready, in my falcon cloak, ready to take to the skies, and visit once again with my soon to be lover. I was hoping for rain, so that she would close her window, but it was still warm, although there were clouds around, and getting thicker. Once that I had marked her, it was only possible for me to enter her room by invitation. Hence the need for rain, I would go and tap my beak against her window, looking bedraggled and battered, relying upon her sympathy to open the window and take me inside. After that initial invitation, I would be free to enter whenever I wished, be it open, or closed.
The rain started after about thirty minutes of waiting, it was heavy and persistent, as I tried to enter her mind, repeating, over and over,

“Close the window now.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

As I had expected, the day was a complete and utter waste. As if of its own volition, my fingers kept straying to the mark on my skin. I was so distracted that Jennifer had to repeat herself, more than once. “I’m sorry, my friend,” I said, “my mind is not here today.”

“I can see that,” she said, a soft smile touching her lips. “Everything fine?”

“Yes,” I said, with a wan smile that didn’t quite reach my eyes. But everything wasn’t fine. In fact, there was an inane sense of foreboding that I couldn’t quite shake. Mother nature even joined in setting a scene that mirrored the state of my being as dark clouds gathered in the night sky and the wind picked up. It was a welcome reprieve from the sweltering heat, but as I stood on the balcony, looking out at the trees being harassed by gusts of wind, I wrapped my arms around myself, staving off a chill that rippled up my spine. Why did it feel like I was standing on the precipice of something impossibly huge?

I turned and walked into my room, pulling the double door closed, giving the mounting storm an appraising look. A lightning bolt streaked through the sky, casting ominous shadows into the dark clouds.

In pursuit of finding the comfort of my bed I took a few steps, when something stopped me dead in my tracks… a voice, as if whispering from somewhere beyond the storm…

Close the window…

I frowned, almost too scared to look at the window to my left. Slowly, moving around, my eyes locked on the window, that was still wide open, gusts of wind making the curtains below around it.

Close the window now.

I tensed. Was I losing my mind? Worrying my bottom lip, I walked over to the window. The voice was tinged with a tone of authority that I almost felt compelled to obey. Gooseflesh erupted across my skin as I pulled the window closed and stood staring through the pane of glass, my own reflection hidden in the stormy skies, scantily dressed in a silken night dress.

A tapping sound pulled me from my reverie, as I noticed a magnificent black bird, sitting at the window. It looked bedraggled and wind-blown. Quickly pulling a throw from a chair, I opened the window once more and wrapped the bird in it, bringing it into the warmth of my room. “There, there, you are welcome here,” I said, gently, stroking it through the wrap as I cradled it against me.

Closing the window again, I stood staring at mother nature’s onslaught, as the storm intensified.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I watched her, standing upon her balcony, staring out at the storm, every movement, even her slow breathing causing her breasts to ripple beneath her nightdress. Breasts that I was sure would soon be mine to, fondle and to caress, while my teeth teased and pulled at a hardening nipple. This was not fantasy on my part, for I knew that from the moment she invited me, or took me into her bedroom, her fate would be sealed.

When she locked the door of the balcony I waited, knowing full well that she would be unable to resist my command, now circulating within her mind. She came to the window, closing it securely, while tentatively watching the gathering storm. I quickly swooped across the valley with a singular purpose, to reach her window before she retired for the night. The rain was incessant by then, forcefully battering all within its path, but that did not stop me, in what seemed like no time at all, I was sitting outside of her window, with rain dripping from my feathers, while using my beak, tapping the glass to get her attention. She opened the window, wrapping me in cloth, and patting me dry, as she took me into her room, and then closed the window again.
Little did she realise that henceforth I would be able to enter her room at will, locked doors and windows were no longer a barrier to stop my activities.

“There, there, you are welcome here,”

Had I been in human form then I would have smiled at how deceived she now was, thinking that she had saved me, when the truth was so far from that. She was actually giving everything that I now desired, and I now had another twenty nine nights in which to cultivate her. Eluding her grasp I fluttered around her bedroom, feigning attempts to escape, before settling down on top of a wardrobe, and looking down at her.

I was happy to wait now, for I knew that soon she would sleep,, and that the storm would pass and clear. The moon, one day from being full, would then illuminate the room,, for whatever purpose that I wished. She slept soundly, and sure enough, the moon shone brightly at 2.30 am.
It was time, but first I needed to enter her subconscious mind, to make her forget about the black bird, and to sleep soundly until 8am, she would remember the arousal, and my presence in her room, but not my features, or my body.

Swooping down to the floor, I moved away from her bed, to allow room for my transposing into human form, in minutes I stood by her bed, naked, looking down at my most desirable possession.
She was breathing slowly and quietly, and knowing that she would not awaken until long after I had gone, and dawn had broken, I removed the cover off her. She lay on her back legs akimbo, with one leg bent at the knee, taking hold of the silk hem, I pulled moving it gradually higher and higher, until finally espied her down covered mound, a true vision of beauty.
Before touching the prize that would be mine, I moved my hand to her left breast, pulling the nightdress down, as my other hand cupped the breast and pulled it free of any constraints. My mark was there, and I kissed it gently, before surveying her dark areola surrounding her delicious pink nipple.
It was, as I had known it would be, perfect. I kissed the nipple, then I licked it, sensually, as it started to react to this treatment. I sucked, softly at first, then with more ardour and vigour. Her body seemed to arch, and I placed my hand over her mound, caressing gently, just enough to draw a reaction, then I stopped, it was time to leave her to her dreams.

My evenings work complete, I opened the window, transformed once more into Falcon, but not until I had left these words in her mind.

”Until tonight my love”.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I sensed him, a presence that entered my mind’s eye. A hand moved across me and touched my breast, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. A soft gasp ghosted from my lips as the hand was replaced by lips pressing a gentle kiss upon the mark adorning my flesh.

A sharp inhale sounded through the room, as those lips sucked my nipple into its warmth, blooming into arduous tips, weathering the assault on my senses. My fevered mind was drunk on arousal, an unknown and unexplored experience for me up until that point, warring heavily against my wavering will to restrain my mind from wandering down a very sinful path.

My hands twisted in the sheets and I held on, my head rolling back as I arched off the bed… only to be bereft of his lips. An audible moan left my lips as he changed tactic and smoothed a hand across the most intimate part of my body, fingers teasing the soft folds until my breath was racing across my lips, my body squirming beneath his onslaught. And then, it stopped… leaving a deep, insatiable need kindling deep inside of me.

My senses were ablaze, my body screaming for something I had no knowledge of, clouding my mind in a restless slumber until my eyes fluttered open at exactly 8am. The aqua colour of my eyes looked almost translucent in the morning light, streaming through my window. My hands smoothed across my body, retracing the incredulous path my mind journeyed down.

It was the most realistic dream I had ever had; the feeling of his hands, still burning on my flesh. I raked my hands through my hair in a futile attempt at trying to still my racing mind. ”Until tonight my love,” the words echoed in my mind, that same ghostly voice of a dark angel that is haunting my dreams at night. I was shaky on my feet, my body tremoring at the incredible onslaught on my senses, as I discovered my sex completely wet with desire. “What the…” I breathed, staring at my tousled hair in the mirror, my flushed cheeks.

Guilt washed over me at the ubiquitous extent of impure thoughts that were tumbling through my mind. I desperately wanted to confess my sinful thoughts, in a futile attempt at washing the slate clean, but I would ruin my reputation, just by uttering one word of it. Instead, I put on a mask and did my best to act as normal as possible, even though it felt like I was losing my mind.

That evening, I nervously clasped and unclasped my hands, stalling the moment that I would need to retire to my chambers. There was a war raging inside me: One part desperately wanted to be subjected to anything and everything my dark angel would want, and the other wanted to run screaming from the house.

Closing the windows and securely locking the double doors, I dressed in a nightgown that covered everything from head to toe. It took me forever to fall into a restless slumber, his words swimming in my mind… Until tonight, my love.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

October 4 1859: 2,30am.
I peered through the closed window, unperturbed by the fact that it was not open, that fact was of no consequence now. She had taken him into her bedroom, of her own volition, within 24 hours of receiving my mark.
I could now enter the room whenever I wished, and by whatever means that I chose. I stared at the handle, my mind willing it to move. Willing in to turn slowly, and allow me entry. Undoubtedly it creaked a little as it turned, as it was certainly almost as old as he who commanded its obedience. Beak against the window, pushing it ajar easily at the second attempt, and hopped down onto the floor, where I stayed for a little while, deep in thought. My own Master was calling to him, to assist him far away with some annoying Flemish peasants. I was needed for four or five nights, to help My own Master to increase the fold. This would mean leaving her alone, that I understood, but I aldo knew that I could not refuse Him.

I transformed slowly, with sadness too, yes I would soon return, but my love? She would miss me, and I needed her to be aware that I would return soon. I looked at
her, she almost seemed to be fastened up tightly in her nightgown, which was a slight hindrance, but not a problem to me.

Standing over the bed, I entered her mind, concentrating hard.

“Sleep well my love, but be aware that I am here with you.”

Placing my right hand under her knee, and my left hand on her foot, before gently raising her right knee. This lifted her nightdress a little, but not enough for my needs. I raised the other leg also, before pulling the nightdress up and over her thighs. Thus enabling me to see her secret place. Leaning In I blew a kiss to her slightly swollen lips, feeling the hot breath leave me to travel to her.

“I have to leave for a few days my love, but I will return, 7 nights from now, to continue what is now unstoppable. You will awaken at 8, and you will know that I was here. You will be permanently aroused until I return. Each night you will close your window, blow out your candle, and sleep naked on your bed.
You will touch my mark, and feel my lips upon you, my breath upon your sex, and my presence in your mind.
But you may not touch your special place, that is now mine.
On the seventh night you will not close the window, but you will be naked, for me.”

I left swifly, leaving the window open.

 

[DarkEmpress]

I am here with you... the words whispered in my mind, and I knew he was beside me once more. I was taken aback by the strong reaction that knowledge elicited from me… I felt… safe, loved, wanted. Whether this nightly apparition was real or just a figment of my imagination, I had no way of knowing. The only thing I did know, was that I longed for his touch… I longed to hear his voice… my whole body ached for him to return.

Gooseflesh erupted across my skin as he lay his hands on me, positioning me in a prone position for him to tease my wanton flesh. I rolled my hips, wanting desperately for him to touch me, again, but my dark angel chose to tease me, so wickedly. I bit down on my bottom lip, stifling a frustrated moan.

His words sounded in my mind and my body pined at the thought of being deprived of his nightly visits. As I woke, a feeling of abandonment settled upon me. The constant state of arousal that he bestowed upon me, did not exactly help. My body was on fire, my breathing rendered into a constant state of short gasps. Every time I touched his mark on my flesh, my body felt like it was trembling with need.

At night I blew my candle out and stripped naked, lying on my bed, while my mind willed his presence… his touch… into reality, his handprints a mere memory emblazoned upon my flesh. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat. All my wanton body and fevered mind wanted was my dark angel.

“What is wrong,” Jennifer asked, concern clouding her eyes at day three, “you are not yourself.”
“I know,” I confessed, feeling drained, “I feel… I feel,” but I couldn’t quite bring myself to tell Jennifer about the absurdity of this whole situation.

Being a concerned friend, she summoned a ‘doctor’, not knowing that she was about to propel me down Dante’s nine circles of hell. The doctor acted as if he had seen this before, his first reaction that of checking my neck for any marks. I gave him a very brief rundown of the nightly visits, devoid of detail of course, which led to the ‘logical’ conclusion that a demon was at play. It caused much pandemonium in a time and age where such things were completely forbidden. The doctor, with the blessing of my family, embarked on an extensive treatment regime, which included blood-letting, being restrained to my bed and given tonics that clouded my thinking, severely.

Somewhere deep inside, my mind recoiled from any thoughts of you, the constant arousal now a curse that I longed to be liberated from. By the time day seven rolled in, I was pale, weak and hated my dark angel for doing this to me. They had finally let me free, and as I was left by myself for the first time in days, I walked to the window and slammed it shut.

“No more,” I whispered bitterly against the windowpane, and walked to the corner of my room, where I sunk to the floor, defeated. I fell asleep with my head on my knees, my arms wrapped around myself.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

As promised I retutned to my love in the early evening of October 10, just after dark, but I knew instinctively that something was wrong. I had returned to the forest as i left it to help my Master, as Canis Lupus, a very large and formidable grey wolf. It was immediately obvious that something was wrong.
It was too quiet, all the animals seemed skittish and timid, and I feared the worst. I had to find out what had happened to my love, and this Falcon persona would not do, another creature was required, but what? A cat! That was the answer, I would visit my love after midnight, but first to the village.

I loped along silently to the village, avoiding all contact, and when I reached the back of the hotel, I transformed into a small and hungry looking black kitten. I stood by the kitchen door, mewing and scratching at the wood. It was not long before a buxom kitchen maid opened the door to look, she picked me up lovingly and carried me inside, and asked the cook if she could give me s0me scraps.

I pretended to eat, as I listened to the conversation.

“May the Good Lord preserve us” said the cook

“There are demons abroad in the village I tell you, and her at the big fancy house, thay say she has been cursed, might even be a witch they say. Not safe to sleep in your beds now it isn’t “

I had heard enough, the door was opened by another maid, and skipped away, now, I had a problem, I had almost, but not quite, been discovered. I hurried back to my lair in the cave, I had to think of something very soon, or I would lose my virgin.


6 hours later, at 3.00am, I sat on the window sill, watching my love sleep, she looked troubled, wrapped in the foetal position, and in a deep sleep. It was time to enter her mind and try to repair whatever damage had been done. I would show her my face, my long flowing dark hair, and ppiercing grren eyes, I would smile, and speak softly.

“Hello my love, I am returned to see you once more. I missed you so much while I was away, and returned to you, my love, as fast as I could. I have heard what is being said, but believe me my love, I would never hurt you, or cause you pain. I love you so much, and I could never hurt you.
I will leave you now, and return tomorrow, when the night will be very warm, a perfect time to open a window.”

I left then, still unsure if I had done enogh to reassure her.

 

[DarkEmpress]

My dark angel’s voice filled my mind once more, breaking the silence. I was so incredibly grateful to hear him again, making the last week’s ordeal bearable. For the first time he took shape in my thoughts, with dark raven hair and intense emerald eyes that seemed to peer into the darkest corners of my soul. There was nowhere to hide from him… no way to stop him… no way to stop myself, from circling ever closer to the flame that would surely consume me.

When my eyes fluttered open in the morning light, quiet determination kindled there. I went about my daily routine, dressing in a pristine dress and paying careful attention to my pale complexion in an attempt to appear healthy. The futility of the exercise soon became apparent, when I stepped outside the door.

Hissing whispers seemed to follow me wherever I went. People were staring, pointing… some even closing their doors and windows; pulling their children away from me, as if I had some contagious disease. The biggest blow, however, came when Jennifer’s butler informed me that she renounced our friendship and wishes to break all ties with me. It took every ounce of my willpower to keep a straight face, as I politely thanked the butler, turned and walked away. The irony of this whole situation was acrid, as she was the person who had gotten me into this mess.

By that afternoon there were people congregating at the lofty iron gate that lead to the house, demanding deliverance from evil… from me. The noise levels slowly rising as more joined.

I made my way to a secret garden we had built as children, where I let the mask drop for the first time. Raw sobs tore from my chest, as I doubled over, desperately trying to hold on to any sense of sanity. My whole world was falling apart. The villagers are small-minded people who would ostracise anyone who is remotely linked to something demonic, or worse, string them up and burn them at the stake, which seemed to be an actual possibility. A clear, and present threat.

When I finally regained control of my emotions, I walked back to the house with a desperate plan to escape. I needed to put as much distance as I possibly could between myself and this place. Having dismissed all the staff, I waited until dusk and emerged from my room, dressed in comfortable clothes with my raven hair tied back, wrapped in a dark cloak that flowed down to the floor, concealing my features in its folds.

The noise that was coming from the gate was deafening, now. Torches lit up the space and I knew that there would be nothing left of the house by daybreak.

In the stables, I tied a satchel to Storm’s saddle, a magnificent black stallion. The immense spread of land that surrounded the house, only had two entrances. Heading out into the inky night, I steered Storm towards the back entrance, that was not commonly known. I could hear the gate being broken open and people storming the keep, as the first torch was thrown through a broken window. Hidden in the woods a safe distance away, I watched as the fire lit up the night sky, tears silently streaming down my cheeks. Satisfied with the steps they had taken, the villagers would no doubt be convinced that I had perished in the flames.

Pulling myself from the nightmare that was playing out in front of me, I set about my next task. The only way out, however, was through the village. Fear wrapped its icy tentacles around my heart. I still had no idea whether my dark angel was real, but I vehemently hoped that he could guide me through this night, to safety.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I aw what was happening, people from the village were moving, and gathering around the big house outside the village. They held flaming torches, lighting up the already hot and oppressive night. I swooped down into the valley to watch, but high enough that I would be invisible to the milling crowd, and then I saw her.

Astride a black stallion, looking very much as though she was panicking. I flew cose, and perched in a pine tree, as I composed myself and my thoughts.
I projected my voice into her mind, speaking clearly and concisely.

‘Stop my love, rein in your horse, go back, do not fear the mob my love, they will disperse soon. There is a late summer storm coming in from the west. The torrential rain and fierce winds will douse their torches and they will disperse quickly, and are very unlikely to return. Trust me my love, return, and await me in your room. Watch from the window.”

Lightening then flashed to the west, and the rumble of thunder became a roar.

”Return my love, and I will join you later.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

I dug my heels in and slowly lead Storm down the other side of the hilltop, when my dark angel’s presence filled my mind’s eye. Reigning Storm in, I listened, as he urged me to return to the house. I looked back in consternation at the flames and the crowd.

Why would he send me into danger?

But as the thought crossed my mind, a streak of deafening lightning bolted through the sky, followed almost immediately by droves of heavy rain. And as predicted, the crowd dispersed within a matter of seconds. I waited a few minutes more, to make sure there were no murderous villagers floating about, before slowly making my way back. Keeping to the shadows, Storm and I finally arrived back at the stables. I settled him down before heading up to my room, locking all doors that were still lockable, along the way.

Standing in the shadows of my room, I stared out the window while sending furtive glances at the door, looking for any movement. Some part of me questioned my sanity at this point in time. Was my dark angel even real? I thought, as I pulled the cape closely around myself, trying to stave off my mounting dread.

Whether he was or not, one thing was certain, I would not be able to stay here for much longer.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I came to see her at 3AM, as she lay slepping, and totally unaware of my good fortune. The rains had been exceptional in the mountains, and the village by the river was now flooded after the river burst its banks. The other village, further away but on higher ground was helping out,

The big house though was quite safe, being on the highest ground of all, and with access to other villages in the area.

Standing by the bed, I traced my fingers across her neck8 just lightly touching her. I would enter her mind, to set her mind at ease.

Rest well my love, for the villagers have all gone, and will bother you no more. That terrible storm, which surprised me also has devastated. the village, all survived, but a lot of houses suffered. It is bad for them my love, but they will survive. And now I must leave you, tomorrow I will return, and you my love will await your lover, in all your lovely splendour.”

 

[DarkEmpress]

Longing

Fingers… his fingers… smoothed across my neck. I instinctively moved, as if to deepen the fleeting caress.

The baritone timbre of his voice filled my mind like a soothing breeze, setting my racing mind at ease. I was safe, we were finally alone, no chance of being discovered, and as he bade me farewell with a promise of his return, I fell into a deep slumber.

The light was streaming through my window when I awoke. Pushing myself up from the bed, I sat staring at the glorious view, drinking in the fresh air and contemplating everything that had happened. My fingers found the mark he had made on my skin of their own volition, gently smoothing across it, helping me to focus my thoughts on the image that I have of my dark angel.

I spent the day, biding my time, wishing the day away. I did a few remedial errands around the house to restore it to its former glory and by nightfall, I could feel a nervous excitement thrumming in my veins.

What was this insatiable allure he seemed to conjure in me?

For ages, I contemplated how I wanted him to find me, until I finally threw caution to the wind and stripped naked. Leaving the double door open on the balcony in a welcoming gesture, I laid down on my bed, raw need rippling across my skin, negated by my state of undress. The moon slowly rose on the horizon, a glowing yellow ball that slowly melted into a pale spotlight spreading its silver strands across the meadow.

When I finally fell asleep, my body was awaiting the return of its talented master, the one being that could summon such ardour with a simple touch… a whisper. I moved in my sleep, moaning at the thought… waiting.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I watched from my perch, as she opened the balcony doors, and lay naked on the bed to await my arrival. I looked closely at her form on the bed, and saw two dark and needful ni—les, upon her precious breasts. I saw the dark triangle on tightly curled hair, pointing the way to my prize.

But not yet, All Hallows Eve was still days away, and I was patient, after a few hundred years patience comes easy. The moonlight shone across her beauty, as I circled above, slowly descending to the balcony rail as she slept. The transformations to human form were now easier with every day that passed. I stood naked on the balcony, looking out over my domain, where even animals tried unsuccessfully to avoid my presence.

Turning, I slowly entered her bedroom, and stood looking down upon her body, my phallus enlarging, and become more rigid, as my hand moved over her. Lowering it slowly, I let my finger trace my mark, and entered her mind.

I am here my love, and your love is pleased to find you as naked as he is, and see my love, how excited I am to see you.

I placed a fingertip upon the head of my cock, collecting the sweet sticky liquid that was gathered there.
My left hand, fingers outstretched, flicked at her nipple, as I laid my wet fingertip against her mouth.

Lick my love, and accept my love into your body, for soon, we will be together, in perfect harmony.

A kiss to each nipple, and a gentle stroke of the downy pubic hair, and I was gone.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Wonder

In my dreams I searched for him, his presence haunting me… teasingly. He was so close within my grasp and yet so far.

The slightest touch, pulled me from my restless dream, making me squirm as his fingertips left a trail of fire burning across my skin.

“I am here, my love…” his sweet voice reverberated through my mind, subsiding my fevered search for him as his fingers teased his mark. He was toying with my soft nipples, making them blossom and stand proud against his advances as he placed something on my lips.

Lick my love, and accept my love into your body, for soon, we will be together, in perfect harmony.

Following his gentle command, my tongue flicked across my lips, accepting his gift, as a soft whimper lingered there. I wanted desperately to touch him, feel him… talk to him, and in a moment of need I whispered back to him, “Thank you.”

As if in reward, his fingers were replaced with his lips upon my nipples, and a fleeting stroke across my kitten, sent a swirl of heat into my abdomen, my pesky butterflies rioting with wild need deep within.

And he was gone… my eyes fluttered open and I pushed myself off the bed, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but finding an empty balcony instead. My breath was racing across my lips, my skin damp with an aching need. Why did he tease me so?

I spent the entire day, agonising over every move he made, every touch, ever word he said. In my innocence I was hungering for something I knew nothing about, and it was driving me insane. It was as if I was discovering my body anew. These reactions he seemed to elicit from me were completely foreign, exciting and embarrassing all at once. How could one person wield such power?

Worrying my bottom lip, I paced the room, waiting for the night sky to arrive. And without hesitation, I initiated another repeat of the night before, leaving my body naked and prone to his sinful advances, when I finally drifted off to sleep.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

Itt was 1AM in human terms when I transformed on the balcony, of my intended victim, as she lay naked before my eyes. It was still a few days before All Hallows Eve, and easily time enough for me to prepare her for the final act.

The taking of her maidenhead, and her innocence, the transformation from girlhood, to womanhood, the most unforgettable moment that this frail young virgin would ever know, was now almost within my grasp. The moon was waining now, but still strong enough to cast gentle gossamer like shadows around her room. I entered in my naked human form, my penis almost flaccid but still slightly tumescent. Tonight my love would learn her power, the power to make a phallus erect, even with a gentle touch.

I am here my love, I stand naked before you, my whole being electrified to be in your presence, to observe your beauty, and, to profess my love for you. Soon my love you will rose from your bed to see Sir, to touch him, and to excite him, as you always do. Not yet though, for first I need to see you. Plcae your hands behind your head, and move your feet apart for me. Sir needs to see you, to kiss your body, and to taste you, as you tasted him last evening.

Using my hands I parted her feet s little wider, and moved th her bedside, there, I stopped, and looked upon her form. Her breasts, settled against her body, yet, they almost seemed to quiver in anticipation. The soft down that I had caressed previously, now called, yet for now I would resist the call. Instead I caressed her right breast, not squeezing in passion, but caressing gently. Leaning over her, I kissed the nipple, and circled it with my tongue. Only then did my free hand move lower, covering that dark curly hair, and slipping between her legs. I could feel her growing arousal, and for twenty minutes I let my hand slide slowly up and down over her sex.

Not pressing inside, just stimulating, and caressing, and ocassionaly ribbing the hooded area, I tasted her nectar, and smiled, at what would soon be mine.

And now my love, it is your turn, to see your power, and to excite your love.

I took her hand from her head, and opened it palm up, before laying my now growing penis across her fingers.

 

[DarkEmpress]

Deliciously taboo

I am here my love, the words I had been desperately wanting to hear, the entire day, finally pulled me from my reverie.

Listening to his gentle commands, I lifted my arms and placed my hands behind my head, raven hair spiralling from between my fingers. The position automatically shifted my chest, lifting my breasts and when I placed my feet apart, my body naturally arched off the bed, as if in greeting to his clandestine advances.

He gently nudged me, before starting his inexorable assault on my senses.

He focused his attention on one of my soft mounds, pressing a gentle kiss against it before sucking it into his mouth, sending a lightning bolt of unadulterated pleasure down my spine. I moaned as he shifted his attentions to my kitten, gently stroking her.

What it did to me, was not gentle… at all.

Each stroke sent my senses circling higher, and higher. My heart rate increased, and my breathing hastened until I was writhing on the bed. I rolled my head back and moaned, quivering beneath his touch as he expertly set every inch of my being on blistering fire.

A cry escaped my lips as he let go, the raw need in my voice sounding foreign, even to my own ears.

And now my love, it is your turn, he said as he opened and turned my hand, placing himself there. Curiosity filled me, as I gently closed my fingers, wrapping them around him, feeling him slowly harden against my touch. Tentatively, my fingers explored him, gently moving up and down his shaft, before I let my thumb smooth across his tip and then languidly trail back down again. Biting down on my bottom lip, I let my fingers move further down to find the rest, gently cupping them before making my way back up his shaft and to the very tip.

It was so deliciously taboo, having never even seen the male anatomy… and now to have free reign to explore to my heart’s content. I incrementally increased the pressure, curious to know what his reaction would be? Did I possess the power to drive him insane as much as he did me?

 

[Cosmic Knight]

My victm, even though she was still pure and virginal, was a fast learner, and soon knew what to do with my shaft. Her delicate fingers sliding back and forth, unwittingly simulating my taking of her maidenhead? Possibly so, I thought as my fluid leaked out onto her fingers and thumb, making them glisten in the pale moonlight. Taking hold of her hand, I lifted it to my face, thereby freeing my now throbbing shaft.

I kissed her soft fingers, tasting my own fluids, and then moved her hand to her breast, before entering her mind.

raise up your knees, and spread them wide my love. Show me your gateway to paradise.

She could not resist, and a few secnds later, she lay there, open, and vulnerable, unable to see me through closed eyelids, as I moved closer to her secret centre. Using to fingers, her lips parted, and I looked deep into her soul.
She was mine for the taking, but not yet, two more days and one night later, she would be mine. And then over the next week she would gradually succumb to my lifestyle.

The inviting inside of her puffy lips called to my tongue, and I licked her there, just a gentle graze. He hood at the top of her vagina was pilled away, revealing a perfect pink little button
I kissed it, and suckled gently, before whispering

Goodnight my love, and tomorrow I will return, and you will know the pleasures of your own.

 

[DarkEmpress]

At war with myself

My dark angel took my hand, halting my curious exploration, before lifting it and gently kissing my fingers. The action had the feel of a reward, as if he was pleased with what I had done...

Why did that single action have such a profound effect on me?

There was, however, no time to ponder, as he made his next request of me. In answer I spread my legs even wider and waited for a breathless moment. His fingers softly moved across the most sacred part of my being, before it was replaced with the warmth of his tongue. It felt like an electric bolt coursed through my being, making me arch off the bed as I gasped at the intense sensation it evoked in me.

He went even further and kissed another part of me, suckling at it… I thought my mind would explode. And just like that he whispered his goodbye and was gone.

Fully in control of my body once more, my eyes fluttered open and I sat up, my breath still racing as I raked my fingers through my hair; raven hair tumbling around my head in disarray. My body was still on fire, raw need echoing in every fibre of me. I wanted him, something… that… I didn’t know what I wanted, but he was driving me to the brink of insanity.

I bit down on my bottom lip as I played it all out in my head once more, a hot blush settling on my cheeks. I didn’t know a man could do that… and it would feel like that…

“O my god,” I whispered to myself. Tentatively, I let my fingers dwindle to where he had kissed me, and I was absolutely dumbstruck at how intense that felt. It was nowhere near as mind blowing as when he did it… but still.

I groaned. It was more a self-conscious groan that manifested itself in the real world as I pushed myself off the bed and wrapped my arms around myself. What was I doing? This was so outrageously taboo. Did all people do these things to each other? In a frustrated huff, I decided to run myself a bath. Once the water was heated with steam slowly swirling from it, I settled inside it, resting my head and soaking up the warmth and tranquillity. Every time I closed my eyes, I could feel his touch, his soft kisses… hear his voice… remember every reaction he artfully elicited from me.

I was at war with myself.

These were not things that a young lady did, and yet, my body felt very differently about it. I couldn’t help myself, as I let my fingers gingerly explore where he had awaken a roaring fire of need in me. Feelings of intense guilt and mortification washed over me. My whole life, it was drummed into my head that it was a sin to touch myself, to let anyone else touch me… how did I get this all, so wrong? Was this why they did it? So that when someone finally did these things to you, it would feel like this?

Succumbing to sleep, my dreams were haunted by him, an apparition that came in the night and masterfully played my body like an instrument. The next day was the longest day in the history of days as I wished the sun away and as the dying rays settled on the horizon, I stripped myself naked and laid on the bed, waiting… desperately.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

From my perch, high in the trees I gazed upon her, still naked, and touching her body. She was exploring places that until my arrival had been forbidden by, among other things, family protocol. And now as she approached womanhood, my presence had opened her eyes, figuratively speaking, to the secret sexual world of all men and women. The coming dawn slowly spread across the far horizon, and it was time to rest in my lair, until I returned once more to my love.


October 30th

She slept once more awaiting my presence, this night I called earlier, 11.00 PM.
She was by then sleeping soundly, and by entering her mind, I could control her, and keep her asleep, or waken her.

I am here my love.

I rntrred into her thoughts as I bent to kiss her lips, a lingering kiss, allowing me to sick gently upon her lower lip, begorr standing at her bedside, and holding my erect penis, pointing it at her.

you will not waken my love, but your eyes will open, and you will be aware of what is happening.
I want you to sit, on the edge of the bed, part your knees to allow me to stand close. You will then grasp my shaft once again. Tonight he is yours, to hold, to kiss, and to adore my love. And when you have had your fill my love, of Sir’s delicious nectar, you will lie back on the bed, while I transport you to the paradise that you never knew existed within your being.