Blood Lust

       The winter wind howled fiercely as I made my way back to the town tavern. Pulling my tattered top coat tightly around my neck. Deathly afraid to be late for my meeting with my mysterious benefactor.

      I think about the night before last while sitting alone at the rear of the noisy dark tavern

  Counting my dwindling money and wondering how I would live and survive in this strange new world in which I’d become exiled, when she sat down opposite me at the corner table. She had Asian features and was finely dressed as if she were a Duchess. She had high cheek bones and her dark red lips were lush and full. She had unusually long shapely legs and large breasts despite her many layers of clothing.

For what seemed like an hour we silently beheld each other. When she spoke it was in a whisper yet her voice chilled me to the bone when she said “Well Danielle, I’ve been waiting for you.” The moments of mesmerized silence hit me not unlike the hardest blow I’ve ever received. “Danielle?” she whispered?”Shaking the disbelief from my exhausted psyche I asked “what did you say m’ lady?” Once again her voice booming inside my head, yet but a whisper says “I know why you are here my darling and I want to help.” She went on to tell me of the trial in my village and how I had been accused and condemned for Witchcraft and was exiled across the great barren vastness outside of St Petersburg.

     Yet my only crime was making passionate love to my precious chamber maid.

      In my terror I beheld her, as she knew somehow that they were going to burn me as a Witch in my village. As I lay in my cell after the sham trial I was poisoned and awoke tied and gagged on the floor of a fast moving coach only to be thrown on the cold frozen ground in a foreign land with only the clothes on my back. The strange woman say that I was now in tears and said she would soon return.

     But to continue my story I was awakened by a kindly old Inn keeper and his wife, they offered me a meal and shelter .I told them I had no money and they nodded when I offered to repay their kindness by doing chores for them for my keep while I figured out what I was going to do. It was a good arrangement I cleaned and helped cook and I was fed and given a spot to lay my head and a small stipend to purchase wine.

       They actually called me their child. On the fourth day I was sitting at my usual table in the back of the tavern sipping warm cider when she returned. As if in a dream I beheld her gaze. “Mistress” I said “how is it you know me and then again know of my plight?” My voice was loud and anxious as I waited for her to answer. She raised a slender finger to her ashen lips, and held my hand in hers beckoning my silence.

      Her fingers were as cold as ice which I didn’t think too much of at the time. Then the strangest thing happened.  I saw visions of her great beauty, visions of foreign lands, death and beautiful gardens. I heard moans of pleasure and screams of pain. More beauty and peace than I could imagine existed in this earthly realm.

     Scared, I pulled my hand away from hers and immediately felt dizzy. The room spinning into a blank oblivion. When I awoke it was on a pile of animal furs in front of a roaring fire and I was naked and covered by thick animal furs and she was gone. I had no idea where I was or why I was here.

      As I stood and surveyed my surroundings all of a sudden the heavy door burst open and two large and very ugly foul smelling men burst in. They grabbed me by the arms and dragged me down a long dimly lit stairway lit only by a very few candles.

     Into a cold damp room I was thrown to the floor. They laughed and tightly tied heavy rope to my wrists and attached the end to a large ring in the ceiling hoisting me so that only my toes touched the cold ground.  I screamed and cried and tried to fend them off but they were too strong. The cretins spread my legs cruelly and tied them to rings that were set in the floor. They bound my large round tits tightly with heavy cord and then put a wollen bag over my head and tied it around my neck .They laughed and I heard the door slam shut.

     Hours seemed to pass as I faded from consciousness to a dream like state. I don’t know how long I hung there. Waiting for what evil I dare not imagine.

       I thought I heard the heavy door open. Then to my astonishment, my left nipple was as if on fire with pain. Below the bag over my head I could barely make out a thick needle piercing my nipple. The needle was then pulled out and a small metal ring was inserted into the hole and clamped shut with heavy pliers. Before I could stop screaming the same process occurred on my right nipple. I could feel the warm blood dripping down my belly and legs and the searing pain in my nipples made me pass out.  I awoke with someone licking away my blood!

      Suddenly my clit hood was pierced in a similarly cruelly fashion causing a shooting pain up my spine. A ring of similar size was also attached to my clit hood. I must have passed out again. ‘Fore when I came too I was still tied. Sobbing uncontrollably as thin strong fingers attached heavy weights to my nipples and clit. As the pressure became more than I could stand I passed out again.

      How long a stayed stung up, I know not……….When suddenly I hear a swishing sound which brings intense searing pain across my bare breasts I see stars and white hot pain wracks my sore body. The blow was followed by very many more to my ravaged breasts and belly. Then my back lights up in the same agonizing fire. I scream at each blow but it is for naught. I must have passed out again. As when I awoke it was to muted laughter as my ass cheeks were being spread and something slippery was applied to my asshole. “Please stop I beg” only to be answered with silence. Suddenly I felt a sharp stabbing pain as something very large and cold penetrates my virgin asshole. It passes thru roughly and stayed embedded.                             Try as I might I cannot expel it. I hear the sound of wood over stone as if a stool were brought close to me. I scream in terror as a sharp knife slices the tip of my right nipple. “Stop” I scream. Only to be slapped hard across the face. Then my left nipple is cut in a similar. I feel the warm blood dripping down my flayed belly. Fear making me tremble uncontrollably.

      My body aches from the ropes, my bosom and belly are on fire and my nipples poring blood and my asshole full.

      When again I realize that someone is licking my blood away! I feel several cold fingers probing my now wet pussy. Faster and faster the fingers worked.  Expertly, the fingers worked my clit bringing me to the edge of orgasm….only to bring me back to the nerve wracking pain in my tortured body. Soon my orgasms were screaming louder than my pain as the invisible fingers worked me. Suddenly the probing magick fingers squeezed my nipples so hard. I remember screaming and then endless darkness enveloping me. I knowI came but at the same time passed out. Then I awoke on the furs in front of the fire.  There was a tray with smoked meats and a jug of wine. Starved, I wolfed down the meat and drank deeply of the wine.

     My nipples, ass and pussy ached badly but there were no visible marks other than the rings that seemed permanently attached. I tried the door but didn’t have the strength to budge it. I yelled and yelled for help but there was no answer. Furiously I pounded on the door. Hopelessly trapped I fell to the floor, and did the only reasonable thing I could.  I finished the wine and sobbed. I must have fallen asleep because I was startled when she came into the room. In fear I attempted to cover my nakedness. Though to no avail for when the m’lady beheld me I was as if in a trance dropping my arms from my swollen breasts. She was as before, finely dressed in skin tight satin. Her pert nipple pressing hard at the fabric and also as before her eyes were as fire. “Danielle my love are you okay?” she asked. Trembling from fright as much as anger I stammered an answer." No I’m not okay m'Lady" I screamed. “I’ve been held against my will, severely violated last night and I want some goddamn answers or I’ll fucking kill you”I found myself screaming at her. I shook so bad at this point that I fell to me knees and cried. Without a word she was on her knees before me and there were tears running down her cheeks!

“Danielle” she whispered…………. ”You still haven’t figured this out have you”?

“Figure what out m’lady? That you trap me here. Repeatedly rape me in the night then somehow I wake up here clean warm and with food and drink? This makes no sense m’Lady.”

  As m’Lady held me she whispered in my ear. “Danielle, my name is Xenia and I have chosen you”. Furious at the abuse and her non-sensible answer I grabbed the knife used to cut the meet and slashed at her throat as hard as I could. My aim was better than I hoped for and the knife caught her under her chin. Her thick red blood flowed in spurts all over her tunic then in the blink of an eye the ugly gash stopped bleeding and sealed itself as if by magick. And Xenia was laughing loudly with zeal. In terror I dropped the knife and ran for the door. It was impossible to move and I fell to the floor and started to cry.”Danielle please don’t fear me”, Xenia whispered as she scooped me up in her arms as if I were child. But despite her cooing in my ear I was in a state of shock. “M’Lady I cried in a barely audible voice, what manner of evil being are you? This isn’t possible”! As I babbled my disbelief she set me in a gold lined pool sunken into the floor. At the same time she dropped her robe to reveal a perfect body. Large full breasts with a chain of gold around her neck . She had a slender waist and full hips and a beautiful round ass. Her pubic area and long slender legs were hairless and she had several strange symbols tattooed on her tit and on her back.

      The water was warm and soothing to my pain wracked body. Xenia picked up a plush cloth and started to bathe me. Rubbing my back and washing my long knotted hair.

I was swooning at the electricity of her magick touch…..My tormentor was as inviting in her tenderness as a lover. With my eyes barely opened I kissed her longingly on the lips. Strangely, her lips were as cold as ice.

Xenia slipped beside me as she finished bathing me and lifted me up onto the edge of the tub sitting me on plush towels. Gently she pushed me to my back and started to lather up my pussy with soap. She took a razor sharp knife and expertly shaved my pubic area. Washing me clean she sent a deep shudder up my spine to my very soul as her long wet tongue entered my pussy. I was so confused yet this felt so good after all of my abuse that I quickly started moaning and writhing in rhythm to her tongue lashing. I quickly came and shuddered so hard she slipped beside me on the pools edge and held me tightly.

     I had been with a woman before so I dropped in to the pool and spread her legs. I stared for a long time at her beautifully perfect shaven pussy when I looked up into her stunning eyes and asked “whatever do you mean you have chosen me my m’ Lady”? At this she pushed my head into her and softly whispered……..”Lick” Smelling her womaness I ventured to shove my tongue deeply into her. As soon as I did this she started to whisper softly to me.

     “Danielle I come from a faraway land, from a time before your great grandparents were even born. I have been called many names over the centuries and have long sought out one worthy to carry on my reign.”

    I found her words to be intriguing but I wasn’t really listening. So enraptured I was by her taste and the warmth of her pussy which by now was very wet and salty. As I licked her I became dizzy and started to have thoughts that were not my own. Memories and scenes of events that were not my own. My sense seemed strangely heightened.

She went on.“I have had many lovers yet none compare to you in terms of spirit and strength. You shall if proven worthy become my successor.” “How is it a lowly peasant as I could possibly be worthy m’Lady?”

     At this I looked up and saw blood running down her belly and onto her pussy. I’d been sucking and swallowing her juices mixed with her blood!

She reached down as if to kiss my neck as she had done now several times now when I felt two sudden sharp stabbing pains in my neck when. I reached up and felt her mouth on my throat. She was drinking my blood!

     I saw my mother in my dreams, my father chopping wood, and I saw myself as a young girl. My whole life passed before me in a blur of images.

     I felt myself passing out as Xenia loosened her grip on me and I started to slip into the pool. It was then that she slit her wrist savagely. She looked unworldly and ethereal. Her once beautiful eyes distant and cold. She shoved her blood spurting wrist to my mouth and whispered “drink”.

     I was very confused and dizzy. I knew that I was on deaths door from all the blood I had lost to her ravenous thirst.

       Louder, this time the words booming in my head …….DRINK!!!!!!   I know not why, but I drank deeply of her blood. Strangely my strength was slowly returning! Faster and harder I sucked her very life's blood from her wrist. It burned with the fire of the sun and the passion of a thousand life times of love and desire

   For the briefest of moments I tried to escape her but again my mind was flooded with fantastic images.

     Images of Castles, great battles and seemingly impossible hoards of strange angry people. It was as if I were seeing scenes form thousands of years all at once. What manner of sorceresses is this being I thought to myself? At that thought she pushed me away and I fell into the shallow pool very dazed. I felt a growing tingling in my whole body and my vision of the room seemed to change. Now everything in the room seemed to glow on its own. Xenia was on the floor in tears now. Crawling out of the pool I went to her side to help her. I was beyond confusion and fear. All I knew now was that she was the most important person in the entire universe. As I helped sit her up she was laughing! As we lay there naked and wet on the floor I noticed that the jagged wound on her wrist was gone! Helping her sit up we embraced each other without a word spoken.

      “M’Lady” I asked what manner of evil just happened to me? What did you do to me? I feel very strange.” Xenia motioned for my silence.

      Xenia looked away from me as If pondering what to say when slowly she spoke. “Danielle you are to be the heir to a fortune beyond your wildest imagination. Powers that you cannot begin to even dream of. All the world and everything in it can be yours for the taking. Come my child let me show you.”

     ” Am I to understand that you are very old and that I am somehow to be your successor?”  You are obviously a Lady of means, but I fear that you are evil and not of this world”. She did not answer but walked to the closet naked and wet and provided us both with fine silken robes. She led us down a dark winding staircase .There was but a few candles lit high on the dusty wet walls. Too high for anyone to light. Yet it was as if they have been burning since time immortal. Finally after many minutes and many, many wet steps we came to a heavy door that was engraved with an odd circular symbol.

      I was in the lead and I pushed with all my might yet the door wouldn’t budge. I turned to look at Xenia as if to ask her how to open the door, when it creaked open on its own. I beheld a mountain of gold coins, piles to precious Gems, big golden statues of strange winged creatures. It was a treasure fit for a thousand kings. I was aghast. “M’Lady how did you come to posses such riches?” 

     Without a word she turned and left the room. Though thoroughly confused I was no longer afraid and followed her in silence. We rounded the corner and once again started down the candle lit stairway. Winding down into the darkness of the damp castle. Again we came to a heavy door. This time Xenia pushed it open. It was a small dark room.

     This was no doubt the room that I had been tormented in earlier. The ceiling was very high with small barred windows on high. On the walls and hanging from the ceiling were various chains and manacles. There was a large wooden X frame with many metal eyelets.

And a rough hewn sawhorse with heavy leather restraints on all four legs. Seemingly endless devices hung on the walls. Some of leather, some of chain. In the far corner was a great pile of wood heavy scent of pine pitch upon it. There was also I small coal fire burning in a small hearth

    Upon entering the chamber I screamed loudly as a stepped into a pool of blood! “Xenia” I screamed, “what is this from? And what kind of murderous monster are you that you kill for your own sick twisted lust”?

     She simply laughed and whispered  cryptically“you will fare better my love or I would have killed you by now”. With tremendous strength she threw me over the leather covered sawhorse. Quickly she tightly strapped my wrists and ankles to the legs. Xenia the ripped my satin robe off I n one mighty yank.

I was now bent over, tied and spread cruelly exposed. All I could see was her heels and black boots and hear her laughter echoing off of the stone walls.”Stop this madness” I screamed.

    The extreme sting of the thin wooden cane shattered my fright and caused an explosion of searing hot pain on my ass and in my mind. Before I could even scream my ass was flayed many, many more times in very rapid succession. I felt the blood running down my leg before I saw it dripping to the floor.

     “Xenia” I cried “what are you doing to me.” She said nothing. I felt her tying heavy cord to each of my nipple rings and tying them to the ankle D rings opposite each tit. This pulled my nipples severely and caused my heaving breasts to be thrust together. Just as I realized this Xenia laughed. With another thinner length of cord she bound my tits together very tightly, forcing them to jut out cruelly.

Once again she began to savagely whip my raw ass causing me to pee myself, but she just laughed.

      Each stroke brought renewed agony to my ravaged ass. Xenia also laughed loudly as she stepped on the cords tied to my nipples. Each time forcing the jagged metal clamps deeper into my already bleeding nipples.

    Suddenly she stopped whipping my ass. I felt something cold and slippery piercing my asshole and pussy at the same time. In the reflection of the puddle of pee I saw that she was wearing some sort of heavy leather harness that held two long curved ivory dildos. They were very thick, and larger that any male dick I had ever seen. These she roughly shoved into my asshole and pussy. I was ashamed that I immediately had a powerful orgasm as they penetrated me. I have never had anything so large in my asshole before and was angry and scared at the same time. The pain of my ripped open asshole dimmed the pain of my ravaged ass.

     Over and over she fucked me in both holes. I must have passed out several times for each time it stopped hurting I felt her long sharp nails raking my bloody ass cheeks. By now my pussy juices were dripping down my thighs, adding to the pool of fluids on the floor. My orgasms were coming so close and frequent now I was screaming and crying to be set free.

     “Please oh please m’Lady, please have mercy on me” I sobbed. She only laughed harder and started to fuck me faster and deeper> She dug her nails deep into my tender sides to hold me tighter. From this I also felt blood flowing. I was in terrible pain yet I was more excited than ever in my life. I even laughed. I think this angered her. For she stopped fucking me and removed the accursed dildos for my ruined holes.

     For a long while there was silence and I thought she had left me. Then I felt her releasing my ankle and wrist restraints. When she removed the steel clamps I screamed in horror, as they were buried deeply into my swollen nipples. She then helped me to my wobbly feet. Freedom at last I thought!

     She walked the hearth fire and put 2 short irons into the fire. The ironed seemed to have symbols on them. But this was the least of my worries.

I thought she was done, but Xenia left my tits tied and I again screamed as I saw that they were now purple bulges of swollen meat.

     She led me over to the X frame and started to fasten the many thick straps to my battered body. Starting with my ankles, moving to my knees and waist. -Xenia strapped my wrists elbows and upper shoulders to the heavy wooden frame. One more strap around my neck seemed to satisfy her for the moment.

     Now I was really scared. For knowing that she too had orgasmed several times. I knew not what was in store for me. I was very soon to find out. I kept asking her “m’Lady are you done testing me"? Have I not proven my love for you by taking your pain?” She just mumbled something about the waiting fire and laughed to herself. As I blinked the tears from my eyes I saw building a small fire in the hearth in the corner of the room.

     She turned with a small dagger in her hand. “M’ Lady what are you doing please”? Without uttering a sound she pulled my clit hood away from my pussy by the ring that she had already put there and with a flick of her wrist cut it off of my body!!!!!

    My blood curdling scream seemed to rattle the stones of the castle. I looked down to see my hood and ring gone and the wound already starting to heal is if by the same magick that healed her wounds. My clit now stuck up prominently like a small swollen dick. Before I could realize what was happening she stabbed a long needle thru the clit itself and inserted a small golden ring thru it. She took the crimping tool in her hand and crimped the ring shut as she had done before. But this time she tied a short cord to the ring and hung a heavy piece of metal from it. It felt as if my clit were being torn out , yet in that same instant I orgasmic to hard I spurt all over her legs. This seemed to anger her greatly. For she went over to the fire and pulled one of the red hot iron from the fire and  held it close to my face. On it was the same odd symbol that I saw on her nude body. A circle with a plus sign thru it. As my numbed mind pondered this she savagely twisted my right nipple and lifted up swollen purple breast. Suddenly she shoved the red hot iron onto the bottom of my tit. I screamed so loud that several bats in the high ceiling flew away in the darkness.

      The smell was sickening but Xenia just laughed. She walked over to the fire and pulled out the other iron.Without a word she pushed this one against my raw flesh just above my clit. The searing pain was so great I normally would have passed out. But by now the pain had given way to a strange new view of my small tortured world. It was as if I were seeing everything for the first time. Everything in the small torture chamber seemed to glow as if alive. I felt an eerie attachment and fascination for even the most mundane things. I felt extreme passion for everything I saw. When I beheld Xenia she smiled softly.

     She whispered softly “now my child, are you starting to understand?” Without even realizing it I nodded.

      At this she picked up a small stout leather quirt. Turning her back to me I saw the same strange circular symbol on her lower back. I was confused yet amazed beyond belief. For as she turned she started to flay my flesh  with savage swings of the quirt. Up my right inner thigh from the ankles up to my raw pussy. Repeating this on my other leg.My belly. My sides. And even more cruelly on my ruined purple tits. She whipped my tits so hard I was sure they would be severed and fall to the floor. There was no hatred on her face as she brutally beat every square inch of my tortured flesh.With a small sad smile. Somehow I knew that despite her cruellity that she loved me more than was possible in the human realm. Now I knew. And I understood

     When just as suddenly as it started she stopped and dropped the whip on the bloody pee and blood soaked floor.

As she turned toward the small fire I knew I had passed her test. I also knew what she was about to do.

      “Xenia” I screamed , NO!.........PLEASE NOOOOO!!!!!!…………..”God help us” I screamed.

Xenia walked to the small fire and with a metal pail scooped up most of the red hot coals and threw them on the large pile of wood at the far end of the room. The pitch soaked wood ignited immediately and in seconds the fire was burning so high and so hot I thought we would both be cooked alive!

     As Xenia turned toward me her face was soaked in tears yet she was laughing. In her hand she held the same small dagger that she had used to remove my clit hood. Her sad determined look chilled me to the bone and I thought my life was surely over now. Instead of killing me she silently cut the leather straps that held my tortured body. One by one she effortlessly cut them and when she reached the last one at my left wrist I crumpled to the floor.

    Xenia bent down, cradled my head in her hands and kissed me tenderly on the lips and wept. Her simple cryptic whisper haunts me to this day hundreds of years later.
     She gently set my head on the floor, looked up as If peering to the far away stars. Laughed and jumped into the roaring pyre. I tried to crawl to her but the flames were too great. I watched helplessly as she hopped up and down in the fire. Laughing hysterically all the while. Until her burned body fell over and the room was silent save for the roar of the fire.

      I think of Xenia often after all these so many years.

But I must go……………… I’m late for my appointment with my new friend -------- in the town tavern.