Posted by Juli on June 24, 2000 at 07:13:21:
Ever since the beginning of time, a sizeable proportion of we frail humans have feared the darkness. The fear of the unseeable is a huge phobia to some. We dream of things like Freddie Kruger in the movies that haunts the dreams of bad teenagers. Ever wonder if there really were things that went bump in the night, or perhaps and evil intelligence that controls the darkness and can use it against their enemies. It is a shame to use the word "witch" to describe them simply because the word has been overused and bastarized so badly in society. When medieval man used the word it conjured up a real heartfelt fear. Now we think of cartoons and overacted B movies and the true fear of someone that can control the darkness and bring life or death through it is missing.
I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars
did wander darkling in eternal space,
rayless, and pathless, and the earth
swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
morn came and went--and came, and brought no day,
and men forgot their passions in the dread
of this their desolution; and all hearts
were chilled into a selfish prayer for light:
and they did live by watchfires--and the thrones,
the palaces of crowned kings-the huts,
the habitations of all things which dwell,
were burnt for beacons; cities were consumed,
The rivers, lakes, and ocean all stood still,
and nothing stired within their silent depths;
ships sailorless lay rotting on the sea,
and their masts fell down piecemeal: as they dropped
they slept on the abyss without a surge--
the waves were dead; the tides were in their grave,
the moon, their mistress, had expired before;
the winds were withered in the stagnant air,
and the clouds perished; Darkness had no need
of aid from them--She was the Universe.
Karla Jennings is a pretty ordinary looking 23 year old woman. She is striking in appearance at approximately 5 foot 8 inches in height and 120 pounds. She has long brunette hair to mid back and smoky blue eyes which appear on close examination to have small dark wirlpools that swirl through them. Men who have known her say they almost felt mesmerized by them and weren't really sure if it was they or she who first proposed bedding the other.
Karla has perfect, unblemished skin. Not a freckle or mole or any kind of mark on her whole body. She jokingly says it is a special skin agent that she adds to her bath that causes the perfection, but she will never disclose it at any price. Her belly is flat and hard and her legs and thighs perfectly shaped from working out in her home gym. Her breasts are large and perfectly shaped, round and perky with small hard nipples just above the midline and not a hint of any sagging. They bounce majestically sans bra under her clothing with each step as she walks.
Her nicely curved butt wiggles perfectly as she strides and she has the grace of a stalking predator cat in all her movements. She attributes her graceful movements to ballet although she does not exhibit much knowledge of the subject. In all, men she has dated, describe her with one word--"perfect".
Karla's home is in the foothills outside of Denver, Colorado. It backs into a small hill and is designed so that it looks to be an extension out of the hill. Inside, it is a 4 bedroom, 3 bath with living room and family room. She often has house guests and it is said that many an orgy has taken place in front of the large fireplace in her living room. The pit surrounding the fireplace is totally covered in pillows of varying sizes and shapes.
What people do not ever see is that in the back of Karla's large walk-in closet in the master bedroom, there is a panel which opens into a stairway. The stairway leads down to a corridor which goes back under the hill behind the house. At the end of this corridor are two rooms. One room is almost medieval in appearance. It has every device of torture that one could ever conceive from iron maidens to racks, to thumbscrews and more. There is a large slab of stone about 7 feet by 4 feet by 3 feet high which has shackles attached and a groove around the outside of the slab with an opening leading to a large container.
On the slab are a number of different kinds of stains. To one side, is a large vessel resembling a bathtub and to the other side an incinerator which is piped to expell its smoke through the fireplace chimney in the living room. Strange items to have in a home? Well it is sort of a play room, a play room for a very dangerous entity. For you see, Karla is a black witch of the highest power. In fact she is not 23 at all, that is only an appearance. She is over 900 years old and immortal.
The other room has black walls and a large couch also black. The only light comes from candles on either end of the couch. The only other object in the room is a podium which has on it a large book, even larger than an unabridged dictionary. The book is very old and worn and on the cover in barely legible lettering is the title which translated from the Latin says "Book of Life, Death, and the Dreamworld."
If you could page through the book you would find chants, potions, etc. for prolonging life, bringing death or controlling the dreamworld and what happens to those entering it. The pages appear to be parchment on first examination, but on a close look one would find them to be made from the dried skin of humans. Some are blood stained all are faded with the passage of time.
It's a Saturday night and it has been a few weeks since Karla has been to her special rooms. She looks in the mirror and sees a shocking sight. Very small almost invisible lines starting to form on her perfect face near the edge of her perfect eyes. She must do something soon or she will accelerate in her aging process toward showing her true age. It is then she hears the doorbell and goes to look out at who might be coming to her secluded home at this hour. She sees two young women, both blonde.
She opens the door and the taller of the two tells her their names are Joyce and Linda and that they heard from a friend of hers, Vlad, that she might have use for them. Karla smiled thinking her vampire friend and sometimes lover knew just what she needed. They went on to tell her that only their third room mate, Mary, knew they were coming and wanted to know if they could use Karla's phone. She says yes, but that first she has some questions. On the ruse of interviewing them, she invites them in and goes to get some tea. The tea is a strong herbal and they never will notice the powder that she adds to each of their cups.
As they sit talking, Karla watches with great interest as they drink. Within 30 minutes, they are in a near hypnotic stupor and at her control She tells them to rise and follow her. Through the house, into her closet and down the stairs to the hidden rooms. In the room, she tells them to strip which they do readily. They both have medium sized tits one with large nipples one small and athletic bodies. "Perfect" Karla smirks.
She places a shackle around Lindas ankle and locks it. The shackle has a chain running to a ring on the wall. She directs Joyce to the stone slab and has her lay upon it on her back as she locks her arms pulled wide stretching the skin of her tits making them stand out nicely, and then her ankles with her thighs stretch wide apart almost at the point of dislocation. Karla then moves her hands over the girls luscious body. Feeling, kissing and licking her tits and nipples and rubbing her wet woman's mound and moving her fingers up and down her slit and over her clit. As her fingers move in and out of Joyces wet channel testing its wetness, she wishes she had more time to play with her new playmates.
Joyce squirms as Karla fondles and penetrates her still under the spell of the hypnotic powder but recovering quickly. Soon she realizes her situation as she looks around and lets out a blood curdling scream as does Linda. It is music to Karla's ears. Karla reaches into a compartment in the stone and brings out an 8 inch long smooth 1.5 inch in diameter it has a multitude of quarter inch holes in it and on one end is extended into a handle with a ring on the end. She lays it on the surface. "Well my pretty i do want to play some with you and see what kind of spirit you have"
With that, she fondles both the girls breasts and then her hands hover above them. She closes her eyes and mumbles some ancient words. The words cause shards of glass to appear inside the girls tits. Lumps and protrusions can be seen mis-shaping the surface. Karla picks up a heavy glove and slaps each of the girl's tits with it. The muffled sound of glass breaking inside her can be heard and pieces of glass protrude through her skin with a tinge of blood around each. Some pieces stick into her lung and help to muffle her cry of horror.
Karla picks up the instrument again and begins running it up and down her slit and then moving it up into her pussy like a steel dildo. Joyce squirms and screams and cries. Karla only laughs. The poor girl is so wet the long steel shaft slides its full length into her. Once inside, Karla moves it in and out of her slippery channel until the girl is cumming and squirming in pain from her breasts. After a short time, Karla twists the handle and out of each hole in the shaft, an inch long barbed point shoots out through her vaginal walls.
Her vagina contracts from the multitude of penetrations, Karla pulls the implement to make sure it is held tightly. She gets a bar with ring in the center and shackles on the end and attaches it to the girls ankles as she writhes. Blood is pouring from her wet hot opening and her body convulses in pain and orgasm. Blood follows the groove in the stone and drips into the container. Karla lowers a steel cable from the ceiling with a wench and runs it through the hole in the bar and attaches it to the ring in the device stuck in the girls pussy.
She goes and unshackles her hands as the girls reaches for her ruined tits her palms are lacerated by the glass sticking out. Karla reals in the cable pulling Joyce by the device stuck in her pussy into an inverted spreadeagled position hanging from the cable. The boom the cable is held by swings the girl over the bathtub and she is lowered til her neck is about waist high on Karla. Karla produces an ancient ceremonial dagger and grabs the girls hair and with one swift movement severs the carotid arteries and jugular vein. Blood spurts and pours from the wound and drips from her hair as her body twitches and writhes as the blood drains from it. Slowly her blood drains into the tub.
Karla leaves her there, her dead dialated eyes staring as her body twirls on the cable and goes to Linda. Linda has sickened from what she has seen and vomited over the floor around her. Karla laughs at the weakling and slaps her several times. She takes the dagger she cut Joyces throat with and puts the point at Linda's belly depressing the skin. "Do as i say or i'll cut your guts out" Linda is so terrified she can only submissively nod. Karla opens the shackle on her ankle and tells her to go lay on the slab, which she does.
Linda cringes as she slides her ass through the blood that had oozed from Joyces wounded pussy. She lays and waits as Karla shackles her to the stone. Karla wastes no time. Her hands move over Linda's supple body and over her tits and pussy to arouse her. Her nipples harden to nearly the hardness of the stone she lays on. Karla smiles, kisses each tit and licks up Linda's hot wet slit and then puts the point of the knife in the center of her navel. It's weight depresses the skin and Linda squirms slightly. A little pressure and Karla can hear and feel the skin tear apart under the point and the blade start to sink into Linda's soft guts. Blood begins to well on Linda's body which Karla leans over and tastes.
Karla moves the knife toward Linda's pubic region with a sawing motion cutting a deep slit through her belly about 6 inches long. Blood pours out onto the stone and flows through the channel and drains through the hole on the end. Karla withdraws the knife and swings it severing Lindas right tit almost in half right through the middle of the nipple. She then buries the knife to the hilt through her left nipple and tit into her lung as frothy blood appears at Linda's lips. Blood flows down Linda's chest and shoulder to the stone and channel.
Karla drive the knife a last time into the area halfway beween the navel and sternum and cuts to the sternum. She reaches in and up under the sternum into the girls chest and pulls out her beating heart. She walks and leaves it on the edge of the bathtub. She then goes back and slashes the girls neck and lets the rest of her blood drain into the container under the slab. After her body is drained, Karla moves the container and dumps it into the bathtub with Joyces blood. She strips and sits in the tub and slowly covers her body with the blood of the two girls. Washing with it just like water as she sucks the blood from inside Linda's heart.
She can feel the youthful suppleness returning to her skin and stands, exits the tub and leaves bloody footprints to a spot on the far wall where a small fountain and pool are located. She steps in and washes the blood from her. She looks in a nearby mirror and sees her perfect skin and perfect body are just that once more. As she is walking to the door, one of her male minions enters the room. Dispose of them she tells him and he takes both the bodies and puts them in the incinerator and cremates the remains. The smoke mixes with the smell of pine logs buring in the fireplace.
Karla enters the dark room and lays naked on the couch. Her face youthful again and an evil look in her eyes as the dark whirlpools swirl faster than before. She looks at the book on the podium and begins to read the incantation for drawing someone into the world of dreams. A world where ordinary humans are lost but the creatures of darkness are at home. A place in which a mortal can be killed and will then die in real life. A place no forensic science can trace a victim to in order to determine cause of death. Deep within this room cold and dark as the deepest tomb, Karla slips into the dream world.
She wanders a strange surrealistic landscape until a meeting a dark cloaked figure. "Good evening, my love" booming words from a bass voice deep as the grave itself. "Hello, Vlad, i'm happy you are here, we need to find a certain little girl named Mary, and being a good little girl i'm sure at 2 AM, she is home "safe" in her bed" As the hood of his cloak drops, Karla is looking on a handsome man who appears to be in his mid twenties. "Do we have to rush? "He states. "no, not really, you know time moves as we want here" she retorts. Vlad lets his cloak drop and is as naked as Karla. He embraces her and shares a deep kiss with her as they sink to the ground.
He is on top of her, her legs having a stranglehold around his waist as her back touches the ground. His long, hot, hard and throbbing cock quickly thrusts into her hot slippery pussy. They each make fierce animal like noises as they roll around on the ground fucking like two animals in heat and driving each other to seismic level orgasms. Vlad floods Karlas hot steaming chamber with his sticky seman. As he withdraws he starts kissing her tits and moving down her body to her belly and then her inner thigh. "I'm thirsty love, can you help me?" he moans. "Yes but just a little tonight" she says.
He smiles as his mouth opens wide exposing his large fangs which he buries in her inner thigh near her wet opening. So much so that his nose separates the folds of her slit and rubs her clit as her warm blood flows into his mouth and down his throat. She orgasms and her juices and his own cum flow onto her leg and into his mouth with her blood. "mmm, you taste wonderful as usual, Love" he says as he finishes the few ounces he will drink. He kisses the wounds on her thigh and licks them once as they begin to heal rapidly from the healing capacity of his vampire nature. Soon no mark remains.
"Love, help me call this Mary then you can leave. He smiles putting on his cloak and they begin to chant, " Mary.......Mary.......Mary..........Mary" Before long the figure of a young woman appears about 100 yards from them. Vlad and Karla look at each other and smile as Vlad disappears into the darkness. Karla's eyes narrow and in the darkness of the dreamworld, she transforms into a large female tiger. Slowly she stalks toward the figure of Mary. The figure is naked with large breasts rising from a flat stomach. Her butt is nicely turned and her face and features pleasing.
When she has gotten withing 20 feet, she gives out a roar. Mary turns with shock and screams then turns back and starts running. Her large tits bouncing heavily as she attempts to flee in this unknown world. Karla as the tiger springs and starts the pursuit, a clawed paw swipes and leaves 4 gashes across Mary's smooth ass. They each tinge with blood which runs down her legs. About five steps later the tiger lurches and large jaws close around Mary's tender thigh ripping deep with large canine teeth.
Mary is brought to her knees and flipped onto her back. The tiger's jaws seem to be everywhere, a snap and a chunk in biten from her side while blood gushes onto the ground. Another snap and teeth sink into her groin ripping her labia and clit off. A third snap and her large left tit is removed leaving blood to gush over her chest. Mary screams and tries to fight as her blood seaps from her. The tigers mouth opens wide and two canines sink into her soft throat and one into her temple and the other into the top of her skull as her head is firmly held in the tigers mouth.
The tiger shakes her body like a rag doll and a snapping noise is heard as her neck breaks like a twig. Her body still twitches as she begins to strangle as her trachea is shut off by the break. Karla releases her head and stands back watching the body tremble and shake and the eyes become fixed on the stars as Mary slips from life in this dark surrealistic dream world. Back on her couch a grin on her face, Karla arises and goes upstairs to bed.
Several days later after failing to report to work, the police break into Mary's house. They find her laying in her bed, dead. Not a mark on her body, but one officer remarks that it looks like from the expression on her face that she was "scared to death". No trace is ever found of her two room mates after an extensive nationwide search. Just two more missing people in the annals of missing people.
So are you? Are you afraid of the darkness, of the unknown and what lurks there. Waiting, Waiting for those in the light to let down their guard and perhaps sleep? Or do you scoff at the strange idea that witches and vampires exist, ::::smiles with a sly grin::::we are all much too sophisticated to believe that now aren't we? That sort of thing went out with the dark ages after all.