Awakened

I Was in very deep well. Put there centuries before to by an ancient sorceress. For my crimes of infidelity and uncontrollable appetite for hot blooded maidens. I had been sealed away and forgotten left to torment for ever.
Little did the ancients know when they entombed me that tens of centuries later a monument. would be placed over my tomb. Deep did they dig to set the foundation for this obelisk.
And their machines awoke me. Long did I listen to them come nearer. Till finally I knew I would have my chance to escape. I marshaled my weakened tormented body. And as they rested one dark night I made my escape. Wretched was I to behold. A demon shadow. No more.
But the place where I had awakened was filled with all types of hot tasty maidens to restore my former glory. Some type of mega metropolis had been growing up from the dust above me. These new mortals are unlike the sparse timid drudges of yore.
They are unsuspecting of the great power of magic. Verily none hardly believe in its presence. They are so easily manipulated and unafraid to look me in the eyes.
Ah, But they have the ability to control all types of machines to do their bidding for them. No longer do they roast their prey on open fires. No longer do they even hunt. I could not stand to exist in a world where I just simply picked up my prey at the local eatery. No, I shall remain the hunter.
That is the beauty of existence. To lure my prey into my lair and have them fill with lust and desire for my feast. I must tell you how delicious a woman is when she is filled with her passion. The scent of it flowing from her is sweet ambrosia. And the taste of her hot liquid filling my sucking mouth is ecstasy.
Surely do I come into this new world and I am pleased. But for one thing. I feel the aura Of the ancient sorceress who trapped me from the past. I know she is out there somewhere. Yet distant. But I will be wary of her this time. Mayhap she has even forgotten me now. If so woe to her.

Awakened

I Was in very deep well. Put there centuries before to by an ancient sorceress. For my crimes of infidelity and uncontrollable appetite for hot blooded maidens. I had been sealed away and forgotten left to torment for ever.
Little did the ancients know when they entombed me that tens of centuries later a monument. would be placed over my tomb. Deep did they dig to set the foundation for this obelisk.
And their machines awoke me. Long did I listen to them come nearer. Till finally I knew I would have my chance to escape. I marshaled my weakened tormented body. And as they rested one dark night I made my escape. Wretched was I to behold. A demon shadow. No more.
But the place where I had awakened was filled with all types of hot tasty maidens to restore my former glory. Some type of mega metropolis had been growing up from the dust above me. These new mortals are unlike the sparse timid drudges of yore.
They are unsuspecting of the great power of magic. Verily none hardly believe in its presence. They are so easily manipulated and unafraid to look me in the eyes.
Ah, But they have the ability to control all types of machines to do their bidding for them. No longer do they roast their prey on open fires. No longer do they even hunt. I could not stand to exist in a world where I just simply picked up my prey at the local eatery. No, I shall remain the hunter.
That is the beauty of existence. To lure my prey into my lair and have them fill with lust and desire for my feast. I must tell you how delicious a woman is when she is filled with her passion. The scent of it flowing from her is sweet ambrosia. And the taste of her hot liquid filling my sucking mouth is ecstasy.
Surely do I come into this new world and I am pleased. But for one thing. I feel the aura Of the ancient sorceress who trapped me from the past. I know she is out there somewhere. Yet distant. But I will be wary of her this time. Mayhap she has even forgotten me now. If so woe to her. ...
For it is I who will be the Master this time. I will not be lured by her so easily. It is I who will take her. And my revenge will be only nearly as sweet as her power entering into me as I drain her as she once drained me.
Beware wicked witch. I come for you...

I have sensed her near now. Her magic is very powerful. Long have I dreamed of her precence. So darkly beautiful she is. I must not allow her power to take me again. Am I not stronger now? I am sure of it. But to feel her drawing near is so intoxicating. I can not flee. I must meet her once more and strive to stay in control.

She comes for me. Alas I know her power is greater now. For when I looked upon her she took me completely. Our first encounter was bliss to me. Her Black hair flowing past her waist. Her milky white skin. Her dark grey eyes... The eyes that hold me forever. She owns me again. How sweet the feeling of her. How dangerous to be held by her.
She laid me down with her eyes. Then closer she approaches to hold me in her arms. Her kiss is death. But death is so full of love when she takes you. Her body is so beautiful to behold. She turns you to fire as she feeds on your need for her. I want to stay her victim forever. She touches me. I gather my last bit of strength to give her. Freely now shall I give her my last.

Uholy Amazement. I am still alive. She has not finished me. And lo I have awakened in her Sanctuary. What manner of spell has she induced upon me now. What manner of prison shall she send me to next. I do not care for now. For I feel her approach once more. I am a willing slave to her passion and will enjoy her favor for as long as she allows.
I now know why I am still live. It seems my mistress no longer recieves pleasure from mere mortals. So she has bid me to hunt and grow strong so she may have her pleasure from me. It seems that in my long imprisonment she has devoured all the immortals she has found. Those few that still dwell here have taken to the darkest depths to try and avoid her hunger. But I welcome its sweet pain.
And I have begun to feel a most unsuspected thing. Each time she takes me to the edge of no return I come back just a little stronger. It seems I am growing more powerful even than I could have believed possibile. But I have to be careful. Though she yet, does not suspect, she could still take me and break me like a twig.
So on I shall continue. Going out among the masses each dark night. Seducing my willing consorts and having there pleasure for my mistress. And if she doesnt see through me and take me... Then I may yet have the revenge I desire.
For now I am captivated by her need for me. She calls me back to her every few days. And as she has her way with me I am in bliss. I almost beg for her to drain my last. I Want only to please her. Can I ever overcome her spell. Though I wish not as yet. We shall see.
I have grown very strong now. It has been months since last I have written in this journal. I have kept it hidden deep in the recesses of my lair. I had once believed I would grow powerful enough to destroy my Mistress. I now know that I can not. Not for the strength to accomplish such a deed. But for the willpower. I am completely consumed with her now. The smell of her coming close is enough to make me delirious.
Yes I do have the greater strength this is true. But I hide it from her. I must not allow her to know the truth. For if she thought I would overpower her she may truely try to take me. Or even flee to the deep hiding places beneath the earth. So do I fain my weakness. And it is weakness is it not. I am weak with need for her.
I wonder if that was her true plan so far. I can not believe she would take such a chance as to put her immortal life in the hands of such as I. Could she be so completely arrogant as to believe her power could not be bested? Or does she have some sinnister plot brewing that yet I cannot concieve.
I can only hope it will take her an eternity to decide to try and end it. For I would not yet have this new sensation end. Never before have I known a glam such as she has cast on me. If mortals think they have felt love I can only tell them their love is only as puny as their lives compared to this. Nothing could be more powerful. Surely not even the sun for as she can walk in day light, now so too can I. Althouh I still abhore even the thought of such a sacrilege.
There is only one thing I could think to compare it too. And that is the immense vastnest of the universe. And even that seems tiny next to my need for her. But more I think it is for her need for me. I know she can still feed and recieve sustanence from these mortals. But it just no longer gives her any pleasure. She seeks me for that. And the more I am with her the more I too have begun to feel the same way for her. I feed on them only so I can please her
I feel her approaching. Sweet ecstacy fill me. Call me to be close to you Dark Queen. I am your slave do unto me all that I beg of you. Come to me so that I may please you. We are not yet done I know... The Mistress calls again tonight. I have not had many nights to regain my strength of late. Her hunger has been growing with intesity now. She laid me down and took me unto her not one day after my last writting in this journal. Not just did she get her pleasure from my blood. I wonder what manner of bewitchment this is? But I dare not ask. I only want it to continue.
She touches me and I am filled with desire for her. Wild and passionate has she become.
Her Black fingernails dig deep into my scared back and I beg for more. Her screams for me to thrust deeper are so intoxicating. I want so to please her. I spill my pleasure into her with all my will now.
No longer do I consider the malignance of revenge. What a petty thing that was once. I could not even consider that she would want to destroy me now. But If so I could not stop her. Truely all the power in this universe could not bring me to do anything but please her. Yeah though she were to ask me to dive upon her blade and spill my last. I could only ask for one last kiss of her cold black lips to send me forth.
But she doth call so I must attend. Let this not be the last entry in this tattered tomb. I may bring it forth to her soon and reveal my strength to her. I may profess to her my secret. Not that I am more powerful. But that I am helpless with it all. Helpless in her pressence. Helpless with my love for her. Though of this she will probably only laugh. And no doubt she has known of this all along.
If this be the last entry in this jounal you will know she has decided to end her game with me...

I invite any female writer here to take up the Witch's tale in this as he shows her the journal... to colaberate as it were. And lets see where this goes...
From PoohBah...
revenge my love she thinks,her eyes as black as coal
and lips as red as the blood that seeps through his
veins,hot molton blood....her heart starts to race
once more as she pushes him back onto the table,all
she can think of is devour that flesh- enwine and
bind,body and mind.- moving slowly around the table
never taking her eyes from his.her hips swayin with
each movement,her breasts heaving through the impure
thoughts.he looks so weak tonight,i want to drain him
of every single drop,she pulls his hands over his head
and ties each hand to the post,continuing round the
table she binds his legs,compleatly at my mercy,she
laughs out loud and see,s the shudder run through
him.she crawls like a cat over the table slowly smugly
smileing,she has her prey.she does not see him.. just
a fuckin man who drips with blood.who bleeds like she
did.her teeth bared she stands and very slowly rips
the front of her dress all the way down,he looks up at
her curvy white body he cannot wait to taste her,skin
so milky,cheeks flushed,nipples erect,moving his eyes
lower her legs parted either side of his ribcage,he
can see the dark hairs glistening of her secret place
he has often lost himself in over the past few
weeks,so hot to feel the intensity the craving of his
hardness, he watched her as she placed her finger
inside her wet hot mouth sucking gently,he felt
himself grow hard and longed for her touch.moving her
wet finger down from her mouth over her chin and
throat she tilted her head back and ran her hands
across to softly pinch and massage her breasts,her
other hand moving up her thigh to capture her heat
between her legs,lowering herself she places her
wetness directly over his face and squats,she feels
his tounge searching tickling her already juicy
lips,bouncin with a tease she everso slowly she moves
her face down to his neck sinking her teeth into his
soft flesh she sucks hard and draws blood,
lower to his
throbbing tool and placeing the tip just between her
teeth slowly lapping and flicking her tounge,her mouth
hot and wet she devours him all the way to the
core,sinking deeper and deeper her hands seem to be
all over him,raking his nipples.. sides.. tummy and
under to his firm arse round to his balls,he closed
his eyes and reveled in the pleasure and pain that her
sweet sucking mouth was doing to him,he could feel her
teeth grating, he arched his hips for her to have
better access, up and down sucking and swirling,the
heat was so intensifying as he felt the hot liquid
shoot deep into her throat,jolting thrusting so very
hot.he opened his eyes to look at her.she had
gone,sashes undone....
Carey...
How Foolish can one immortal be? How could my dream to tell her of my love come to such despair? I thought only to show her my love. But all she could see was my deception, and a thought for revenge. After a passion so perfect. Now she has Gone. Left me weak and scared. My cold heart beats not, without her need for it.
Her touch was fire. Her kiss the sweet pain of wanton lust itself. I ache for her to be near once more. But she cannot escape so easily. She may have forgotten.. Or may have meant it so. But Her spell has rendered me with the ability to sense her no matter how far the distance. I shall come for you my desire. I am only bidding this time to grow back the strength I will need to pleasure you once more.
I feel her now. Rest my beautiful Dark Mostress.. I come for you soon. And you will need your full strength then. For I intend to show you the true power I have been hiding from you. You will be lashed to my bed next time. And never shall I endure to release you.
Yes, rest my Beautiful Goddess of Pain... For I come for you...
Pooh...
back at the cottage now,she paces back and forth,wondering how long it will take him to regain his strengh,she is impatient and moves to the garden,reaches for the stars,pictures him in her mind,calls the 4 quaters and starts to swirl around and around chanting "NA RA SHA VA,NA RA SHA VA" over and over again ,faster and louder round and round she spins,her hair spraying outwards,building her cone of power,building his energy to match her own...the electricity running through every cell in her being,spasms of pleasure show from every orafice,a wetness trickles down her thighs,reaching under her long dress she finds her juices and tastes
Carey...
Verily doth my strength increase more rapidly now. Surely I have become so powerful I will master her. I traverse through time and space to find her new sanctuary. Deep Inside some dark forest I travel. At the heart of this forest I come upon her. In a clearing beside the cottage she goes through her rituals. Does she think that she can weave some spell to keep me out. Some magic for her protection?
No magic can keep me from her now. I swoop down upon her in a flash of darkened shadow. Powerfully do I take her into my arms. She does not even seemed surprised that I have broken thru her flimsy weave and shield. She seems as though she expected me and is even impatient. My cold blood begins to boil with the touch of her pale skin against me.
In the blink of an eye I have her in her cottage and spread out as crucified on her bed. Only her legs I have parted and her lash's are those of my will alone. Held there so she cannot escape my desire for her. I rip open my silken shirt to revel the many scars she has given me. My leather pants are thrown away for I will never need them again. She will know my pleasure for ever. As too I rip from her the silken black sheer gown she wore. These items we will never have use of again.
I start my pleasure at the back of her delicate ankles. Nibbling and tasting her sweet life as I move up the inside of her calves. I force myself to move up to her neck then. Deeply do I taste of her there. I feel her swoon as I drink of her and it makes me purr as some great lion near her ear. Those vibrations send shutters through her and I feel her body trembling beneath me. I travel down again. Where I suck mightily of each full and very swollen breasts. She thrusts these up to me and begs me to bite down harder. My long fingers have found their way to her very wet and burning trove of pleasure between her thighs.
I begin to massage this area as I drink deeply from her breast and again she shutters uncontrollably.
I release these tasty morsels only for the feast I know awaits me below. And like a starving beggar I go to them now. So sweet and soft is this area of my beautiful mistress. I taste slowly at first. Mere soft touches of the tip of my tongue. I want to savor this sweet taste forever and never feed on mortals again. Now I know why it is that my mistress finds no pleasure among them. No taste has ever been so pleasing to my pallet. No taste but her shall ever be there again.
I bite down on her inner thighs to take in great drafts of her. Greedily do I taste her flesh and juices on my pallet. Fire as it burns me inside with desire for more of her. I know if I go on she could not last. So I make myself break away from this long feast. She trembles with weakness and pleasure beneath me. I pull myself above her and bring my hard throbbing manhood into her. So full of her I am. So full of the power I have taken from her. My strength is as a titan of the ancients, One long ago banished or destroyed. I come into her with all this power and strength.
Wilder and more uncontrollable are my thrusts deeper and harder till the whole world seems to quake at our very union. Surely the mortal world can not long withstand such tremors as we send forth. It seems it will split asunder completely. Our moans of ecstasy become great claps of thunder as I put forth my pleasure into her.
Then Suddenly. What is this? Her bonds of my will are broken. Above me she doth ride. Rocking and gyrating the world spins... I come in a great shower of wild passionate pleasure then... And as that seed flows from me so doth my strength. I lay here helpless... Unable to move even one small toe. Only quivering in throes of passion is left in me... I hear her laughs as I lose conscience...
Pooh...
sleep my child.... for you are but putty in my hands,as i kneed your flesh and play with your emotions,looking down upon you your face ashen and peaceful,you look so innocent with your shallow breathing,but with all evil comes thy prey.you are my prey,i call...you come...you are but one with me,i made you,from your fathers generations of perfection,every living cell inside you has brought your mind to the now.because i command.slowly i trace my fingertips over your face,you are so beautiful so restful,my fingers probing inside your mouth to feel the hot wetness,i lower my head to feed off you and my hair spills over your shoulders,i feel the punch threw and taste the sweet necter of metalic lust,i feel and hear you groan and slowly start to wake,my pussy still pulsates from the pleasures you brought to me,your tender lips... fingers... hands all over... your rough embrace as i suckle your neck like a baby at his mothers breast,energy fills me,i take what i what... and when i want...and how i want...,looking at him i raise a hand and bring it down hard on his face,i want to anger him tonight to feel his wrath his need for pain,for revenge,i will draw from him.trying to sit up startled he almost seems as if he doesnt know where he is,but he is bound by his hands,how the tables have turned,i chuckle softly as tho i am high on his deep red juices,wiping the blood from my mouth,i push my fingers into the 2 wounds i made making blood spill and slowly trickle down his neck to his shoulder,he winces in pain but not for long,the pentagram i draw in red desire,reversed for the upcoming event i dig my nails in hard and rip his flesh down his naked torso as he screams out in pain"you fuckin bitch" he cries,ha i cackle out loud,as blood drips is all i see,naked is my flesh and wanton is my pussy i turn my back on him so i cannot see just his feet squrming from the pain his body has received,i move myself above his stiffened rod so big for me.. all for me.. ..with my feet at his hips and hands grasping his ankles he gasps as i push down breaking the entrance, the viel to eternal bliss of pleasurable pain.just the tip is all i tease, as i bounce withdrawing and entering, until he shouts me to fuck him hard, he wants to feel inside me-deep inside ,a sly smile is upon my lips and i do not think of his pleasure only mine.moving my hands up his calfs to his balls i hit down hard taking him deep inside me,taking him straight to oblivion,as he hits the g,riding him hard as i gush all over,he feels the spray fall over his balls and down his legs,so wet so juicy and still i fuck hard the feelings intensify as i make more scars upon his naked flesh,my hair he grabs and pulls me back down,i can feel his hands all over me now as i give myself in to his aggression,cupping my throat with force as he pumps deep within,i gasp for breath as i come again and again, so much so wet so intense is the pleasure i let him roll me over as i feel him push my head into the matress,hand held hard on my head.hi other arm under my hips lifting,exposed now i feel him enter me,cussing and swearing into the sheets and he bangs harder then i,ve ever felt before,my mind is spinning and i cant stop my orgasm i am lost in his lustfulness,lost in his anger,i clench down hard and hear him groan loud as i suck his creamy seed out of his very throbbing core,pulsating around him as he shouts obseanities at me,i feel him collapse ontop of me exhausted,i smile a sly smile "i have what i need I awake confused. Am I still in my deep tomb? No My mistress is here. I am very weak now. Disoriented. She stirs life back into me with her magic. My strength returns. How can this be? I feel that my power is stronger than hers. She has put that power there. But at the moment of release It is transferred back to the mistress completely. So that is her game is it?
But I am helpless to end this wicked spell she has over me. I must find a way. For I know she will tire of me one day and finish me. But I cannot resist her now. She desires me. And she has begun her maddening tease of pleasure and pain. She sits above me raking me with her sharp claws. Drinking from my wounds and laughing wildly. Then I feel the power increase in me again. My Passion is fueled with anger and pain.
I Grab her and force her beneath me again. This time I drive into her with all the revenge and hate I have been denying. I have her long hair wrapped in my fist and I push her head as hard as I can into the beds linen. I am lost in my hate and I will drive it into her.
Then the Fire begins to build. I know that I will explode the strength of me into her. But i cannot stop myself. This is what she desires. This is what she must have from me. But I am helpless to stop it. It builds deep from inside. I wrench to fight losing all my power into her but it is no use. She claims me once more as I explode my self into her. I scream all the curses I can think of at her as I expire once more. But as I drift into unconsienceness once more I hear her . She has what she needs! And as I expire I smile. For now I also have what I want. Her desires will call me once more...
Forever!