Posted by Clemstra on October 24, 2004 at 19:22:08:
opyright 2003 - Clemstra
Dreams Of Being His Dinner - by Clemstra
I don't know how to start. I'm the last now, the others
all consumed by him.
Where to start?
Some girl friends and I decided to rent a old house in
Europe for the summer. We saved our money and rented
this beautiful place in the wilds of Romania. We wanted
a nice place, beautiful scenery, some us time.
The place was fantastic. We got a bargain, maybe we should
have been suspicious then. We were told the place was owned
by an old family that had been nobles before Communism had
taken the country. Now they were free but poor and needed
the money, so rented to Westerners with US dollars.
Right away people showed up as servants. Apparently part of
our rental package. They fed us, all to well in fact. We
all started gaining weight.
Veronica was the first. She claimed she could hear someone
calling her. She suddenly expressed interest in visiting
the owner of the house we rented.
"I dream of having sex with him. Of his licking me,
fondling, seasoning me. Of his grilling me over a
fire...and I want it, God forgive me I want it."
We asked her who, who she dreamed of?
"HIM" is all she said, pointing to the castle on top the hill.
We were told the remaining member of the family lived on the
hill in an ancient castle. Then Veronica went missing.
Nicole was next. She started rubbing her body down daily with
butter. It was for HIM she said. He'd want her buttered nicely
for roasting. She said she dreamed of slow roasting, tied to a
rotisserie over hot coals. Of his lips upon her, his tongue
tasting her semi cooked flesh. Smelling herself roast, feeling
him baste her flesh as she roasted. Him tasting her, eating her.
We had reported Veronica missing and were freaked out by Nicole.
Gee, the phone seemed to go on the blitz when Nicole turned
up missing.
It was only Stevie and me. Stevie said she was having dreams.
Dreams of a tall dark handsome man, like a vampire movie she said.
He wanted her, needed her. He called to her to come to him, join
to him and give herself over to the pleasures of the flesh. He
wanted, needed to consume her...but it would be oh so pleasurable.
They would have sex first on the dining room table where she would
be served and eaten. Then they would have sex in the kitchen
where he would prepare her. She dreamed of him telling her how
tasty she would be as they coupled on a kitchen counter. He
was planning on slow simmering her with herbs in a pot. Of
putting her on a plate, her skin turned red, coated with oil and
seasonings and eating her. Eating her alive, her offering herself
to him.
I wanted to think it was only a nightmare because of Veronica and
Nicole disappearing. Stevie too said he was in the castle on
the hill waiting for her. She started taking baths with seasoning
herbs in the water. She was purposefully trying to gain weight.
Startling for a woman who had previously set her sights on
becoming a model. Stevie disappeared a few days ago and the phone
still isn't working.
The authorities tried to come and interview me, but I overheard
a servant tell them I'd left. The servants are in on it too!
They ply me with food, eyeing me eagerly for weight gain.
I've started to have the dreams. In them he calls to me,
whispers to me in my dreams. He urges me to come to him,
to give myself over to him and the pleasure he will give.
Deadly pleasures, pleasures that begin with sex and continue
to me being baked and eaten alive. In the dreams he tells
me how sweet and pleasurable it will all be for me. My death
won't be wasted, for he must feed. He wants me, needs me.
I'm loosing the battle. I found myself just this morning
rubbing my body down with a peeled orange. For him, I was
doing it for him. Now I have this desire to bath in wine.
It will marinate me so beautifully for him. I want his
touch on my body, his penis in me, his caress's, his kisses,
his tongue tasting, his teeth eating me.
I know I'll give in the way Veronica, Nicole, and Stevie did.
I know it will be pleasurable, that's why I can't fight it.
As much as I want to live, as much as there is fear, the
pleasure and sexual desire overwhelm me. I dream of his
making love to me. His hands kneading my flesh, seasoning me,
putting me in an oven to bake. Of finding myself baking in
an oven. How pleasurable it will be, smelling myself cook
and looking forward to feeling his teeth chew on my still
living flesh. I see myself laid out on a platter golden
brown - my arms forward to offer myself to him in sexual
and joyous abandon.
I'm loosing the battle. I just weighed myself and find I
am delighted by having gained 5 pounds. For him, he will
have more of me to feast upon. I know I too will disappear.
I've written this and hidden it from the servants in a
place where hopefully you may find it.
If you are a woman and renting this house - leave! Leave NOW!!!
Leave before the dreams start. Leave before he can gain a
hold on you as he did my friends and myself.
If you don't, then you too will disappear. You too will find
yourself spread upon a serving platter. You too will all to
willingly giving yourself over to the hunger of this vampiric
man. The vampire movies are nothing compared to the fact of
this one. Leave NOW!!!
Beware the servants.
She looked at the note found hidden in the drawers.
"Hey Ginny, what do you think of this?"
Ginny looked it over. "Good beginning for a story. Must have been
a literature major that stayed here last."
That night the dreams began.