Vernons Curse (open for females)

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Blackberry eyes stared at the old rundown house before her. It was her grandfather’s. He had left it to her in his will. The paint was faded and peeling from the wooden slats on the side. Elaine wrapped her arms around herself, bracing herself from the storm of memories that came flooding through her ... bittersweet.

The wind playfully tucked at her raven hair, spiralling down her back as it wrapped her summer dress around her slender form like a glove. Elaine slowly walked up the pathway, stepping onto the broad porch that wrapped around the entire house before she pushed the door open. The hinges creaked under the weight, revealing an empty void that her memory filled with furniture, drapings and laughter that used to fill these empty rooms.

She slowly walked through the house, her footsteps falling hollowly on the wooden floor. As she stepped into the master bedroom, her dark eyes riveted on a key that was left on the windowsill, as if it was meant for her to find. It was the only thing in the entire house. Intrigued, Elaine took a few steps closer and lifted the key in her hands, inspecting it closely. It was heavy, made of wrought iron or some such, the detail on it, intricate, almost medieval in style...

Something resonated through the house. Elaine’s porcelain features furrowed into a frown as her thumb smoothed over the design on the key. “Strange,” she whispered, as if she was talking to the key.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon

Once more, Vernon came to mind. He had been unlucky the last times... or shouldn't he say he was rather lucky? Something had stopped him in a moment were he could not stop himself anymore. But the ravishing beast in him wished that it could break out this time, having it his way. He was torn between his uncontrolable lust and his remorse, but he could not help getting up. He passed the door and started walking. He had the feeling that the key wasn't that far this time. There were several run down houses in this area where he dwelt in the secret room. He kept going; the weather was more sunny then the last time. But he had the feeling that only a little time had passed. He could tell by the little details; thrown away newspapers, the litter and cans and more. The feeling of the key got stronger as he approached an old house. He still knew this house from a long gone time when it had seen better times. At least it was not demolished.

 

[Violet_]

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Absentmindedly, Elaine wrapped the key in her hand and smoothed it into the colourful flannel bag that was slung across her shoulder and draped across her hip. Running a fingertip across the windowsill, she slowly walked along the window, staring at the sweeping field just beyond the property wall. The sun was glistening upon the smooth surface of the river that ran through the meadow beyond, hiding the treacherous and tumultuous depths beneath.

Turning, she made her way back to the hallway and stood on the landing, looking down across the sweeping staircase that spiralled down to the entrance hall beneath. In her memories the intricate wooden railing was emulsified, almost gleaming in the light that used to ebb from the hanging chandelier above ... which has long since crashed to the floor, the wood dry and begging for a tender touch.

Elaine looked small, her slender form reaching a height of 1.65 metres. She weighed a scanty 62 kilograms but she was lush and earthy with a patient and curious soul. In her mind, she was already rebuilding the memories. She gently lifted her hand and smoothed it across the dusty balustrade.

This was her home now.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon

Vernon reached the old house. The key was here. He laid his hand on the old frontdoor, and the lock opened. The house looked abandonded, but he knew someone was here. He would hav known without the key, as some dust was missing. The door had been opened recently. He opened the door carefull, just enough to glide inside of the old gloomy house. Carefully he sneaked forward, towards the key.

 

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Elaine slowly started walking down the staircase, her hand leaving a trail in the dusty envelope that engulfed the balustrade. Halting abruptly, she tilted her head to the side, listening intently. She thought she had heard something ... but it was quiet now.

She smiled lightly at her own uneasiness. Every new sound was always amplified in a new house. It was probably just a cat ... or something.

Footsteps sounded on the old wooden floors as she made her way into the lounge, staring out the window. It was a beautiful day. The sun was setting, painting the sky with sweeping cascades of pinks, oranges and purples.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon

Vernon moved silenty, until he reached the lounge where he sensed the key. He saw the backside of a slim, darkhaired girl, who was looking out of the window. She wasn't very tall, and he wished he could have run away, but it was to late, as he felt his huge member rising with his arousement. He sneaked upon her, hating himself, wondering if he would reach here before she turned around or would notice him.

 

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Elaine frowned. Another sound reached her ears and she slowly turned to have a look, only to be confronted by a man that was a few paces away from her. Elaine took a startled step back, her eyes widening as she wrapped her arms around herself, defensively.

“You startled me,” she gasped, taking in the full frame of him. He was much taller than her. He had raven hair and grey eyes that seemed to be staring at her intently. There was something menacing about him that made the hair on the back of her neck rise.

“Are you lost? What are you doing here?” Elaine asked, trying to think of a reason that would explain why a perfect stranger was standing in her lounge. The house had been abandoned for so many years. For all she knew, he could be living upstairs in the attic ... but he was dressed pristinely though.

Something was wrong. “What do you want?” Elaine asked in a sterner voice, squaring her shoulders and trying to look as intimidating as she could.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon

Vernon stepped forward, already sorry for her. But her beautiful face... He knew it was to late. "You...." he said, with arousement and also sorrow in his voice.
He had planned to clasp her mouth from behind, but more because her scream would have startled him. It was very unlikely that anyone would be close enough to that abandoned house to her anything. He stepped closer to her and stretched his arms out, trembling with passion as he looked at her dress.

 

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"You...."

That single word sent a cold chill down Elaine’s spine. She took a step back and found herself up against the window frame. She watched in horror as he raised his arms, lust and … something else … seething from him. His eyes were roaming across her lasciviously and Elaine couldn’t help the little tendrils of fear that were constricting around her heart.

Acting on pure instinct, she tried to push him away and then tried to run…

 

[Forthinu]

She tried to run, naturally. But there wasn't much chance, as she had the wall in her back and him in the front, towering over her. She even looked tiny as he stretched his arms out to catch her. He got hold of her dress, and pushed her back to the wall. As his hand already grabbed the fabrique of her dress to hold her, he just kept pulling until he ripped it apart. Havving started, he was not able to stop. He pulled harder, to rip off her dress completely.

 

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Her flight to freedom was short-lived as Elaine felt a pair of strong hands tangle in her dress. The intruder pulled her back, slamming her up against the wall as if she was a play toy. “Don’t … please let me go,” she begged.

He just stared at her in silence, his steely eyes resolute as he tore the dress from her body, piece by piece. Elaine fought him as hard as she could, clawing at him, kicking at him … but he was just too strong, too overpowering. She may as well have been punching the wall.

Elaine was trembling, her eyes glistening with unshed tears as she grinded her teeth together, trying everything she could to break free from him. It felt unreal, as if she was watching a movie … or maybe stuck in a horrible nightmare … but it was real.

… and terrifying

 

[Forthinu]

Finally he managed to rip the rest of the dress for her, and he rested one of his hands in her hair, as he stared down on her, curious for her undies, and for her body. The beast inside had taken control over him, although his sane part could watch what was happening. He didn't want to hurt her, he just wanted to have her. He run his other hand softly over her neck and her shoulder, while his huge bulge was growing.

 

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Elaine’s dress fell to the floor in tatters. Her chest was heaving as he wrapped one hand in her hair, effectively pinning her to the wall. He made her feel small, vulnerable ... even more so now. Black silk was clinging to her breasts like a jealous lover, the same material replicated around her derriere in a thong.

He trailed a hand down her neck ... across her shoulder ... and Elaine could not help the gooseflesh that appeared across her skin. Those steely eyes were analysing every move she made ... unnerving her. She turned her head to the side, clenching her eyes shut.

“Please ... let me go,” she breathed.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon would have let her gone if he still could, but it was so possible. He stared down at her slender body, now only dressed in her black silk bra and panties. Her eyes closed, she could not see how his enormous tool slided out of his clothing, standing out huge and erected. His grip on her hair got firmer, and he began to push her down, while his other hand pressed her shoulders again the wall as he forced her downwards, planning to bring her on her knees.

 

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Elaine felt his hand tighten in her hair and the pressure from the other on her shoulder. She couldn’t run and even if she tried, she was simply not strong enough to remain standing. A tear trickled down her cheek as he pushed her down into a kneeling position before him.

Her dark eyes fluttered open to be met by the sight of his engorged member, displayed before her. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out what he was going to do next, and Elaine steeled herself. She clenched her lips shut and looked away, refusing to give in. She was trembling uncontrollably ... racking her brain trying to think of a way out.

Her hands were still free ... maybe...

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon wasn't surprised that she resisted. He wasn't really afraid that she would hit him, after all, he still hold her hair and she was not in a posiotion where she could run. He used his other hand to turn her head into the right direction, nad he pressed his fingers into her cheeks from both side, hoping to make her open up.

 

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His hand clamped down over Elaine’s head and turned it back. His fingers then dug into her cheeks, gnawing at the muscles to coax her mouth open. Elaine moaned and as her lips opened a strangled “mmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaa” came from her.

She was staring up at him, helpless. If she tried to hurt him, there was no telling what he would do to her ... but how could she just let him do this? She dug her nails into his legs almost reflexively. “Let me go,” she hissed venomously.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon tipped his cock against her lips. She had opened up a bit, as he hoped, but as he wanted to work his cock in deeper she painfully scratched into his legs. He moved backwards, realizing he had to think of something else. Hardly able to reason in his state of arousement, he moved two feet backward, just watching her. He relied on his fast reflexes to react on her next step.

 

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To her surprise, he took a step back. Elaine looked up at him, perplexed. She was almost convinced of his next move, but this was unexpected. He was simply standing there: An immovable object blocking her escape - watching her - like a python that was about to pounce. It was disconcerting, to say the least.

She dropped her eyes to the floor, so he couldn’t see her expression, her mind racing as she thought of a way out. She could try and make it to the window and break it in hope of someone hearing, but the grounds surrounding the house were too big. There was no-one around. Elaine couldn’t run, he would simply catch her again. The only way was to...

Acting on pure instinct, she leapt up from the floor and launched herself at him, hoping to throw him off balance. It could buy a few seconds for an escape ... any escape.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon expected her to run away, but instead she leaped on him... Of cours she was no match for him. He simply went down to the floor on dropped her on her back. He grabbed her wrist, and then her other and brought them together, so he could hold them inone hand. He looked around for any object to tie them together.

 

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In one fluent move, Elaine found herself flat on her back with her tormentor hovering above her. He had pinned her hands above her head, engulfing them both in one of his. It once again made her feel small and helpless against him. Scanty pieces of underwear was her only refuge against him. He had her pinned to the floor and there was no escape.

Her body gave a funny little flutter that was a mixture of fear ... excitement?

Elaine cringed at her traitorous body’s reaction to him. What the hell was wrong with her? This wasn’t exciting ... this was supposed to be scary. Her chest was heaving as she gave a frustrated little groan, squirming beneath him.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon kept her wrists locked in his hand and reached down with his other, opening her bra from behind, pulling it off. A moment later he flung it around her wrists, tying them up with her bra.

 

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Elaine was absolutely stupefied when he reached behind her and undid her bra. A moment later her wrists were securely tied together with her own bra. She gave him a murderous look as she tried to wiggle out from under him.

 

[Forthinu]

Vernon kept holding her tied wrists, and pulled her at her feet. Then he dragged her away from the window, and out into another room.

 

[Violet_]

A moment later he was dragging Elaine away from the window and deeper into the house. She knew there was no-one out there and yet being taken further away from the window notched her level of anxiety up, quite a bit.

“Let me go!” she screamed, over and over, trying desperately to free herself, her dark eyes flying about the room frantically.