Mischief Managed

Part 1

Paradise Lost

Once upon a time; on a young and warm night, in a small, quiet, suburban town; there was a young woman walking home from here long day at work. Now, I could say this woman could be you, could be me. But for now, we'll call her ... Anne. Now, Anne's life wasn't much as you might expect. She was you're typical 20 year old. small town girl, working 9 to 5 as a coffee shop waitress, trying to find herself in life's long journey. As for physical appearances: She was fairly average in height(5'7), long espresso brunette hair that fell past her shoulders, chocolate brown eyes, bountiful breasts(36 C cup), a slender figure with slight curved hips, and a beautiful tanned complexion was is as if she had spent a month in the tropical sun, but of course that came from her heavily Mediterranean genes that she got from her mom's side.

Anyway, Anne had just arrived home after walking all the way from work with only her thoughts to pass the time. She got her keys out of her bag, unlocked the door, and entered the house. Anne still lived with her parents, but as soon as she saved up enough money, or had a stroke of luck, she would move out and have her own place. She closed and locked the door behind her and entered the living room. There she found a note by her parents' saying they had gone to visit some old friends out of town for the weekend. Food was stocked and cable was out until they would call the repair man as soon as they got back was also added to the note.

Okay, at least she had a little time to herself, minus some cable TV programing. But at least she had internet, and knew how to work the blue-ray. She knew the night was still young before she could go to bed, so she made her way to the kitchen, grabbed herself something to drink, and went back into the living room. She decided she wanted to read for a bit, so she picked out The Handmaid's Tale from the bookshelf and placed herself on the couch. She was only a few pages in until she heard a loud knocking on the on the door. She quickly got herself up to answer it. The knocking became louder as she got closer, she unlocked the door, opened and saw it was her best friend, Allen.

"Hi Anne." he said, "Thought I might come over and see how you we're doing?"

"Hey Allen. Come on in." she said, "You know, you could have just texted me to do so."

"I know, it's just that I haven't seen you in so long I thought I might surprise you." he explained,

Soon, Anne had invited him in and closed the door behind her. She lead him into the living room and sat down on the couch together.

"So, where are your parents?" he asked,

"Out of town for the weekend." she explained,

"Gonna throw a party?" he joked,

"Nah, you know me; most of my friends either live far way or don't have the time of day." she explained,

"Bummer." he said, "But at least you still got me."

And then, the both of them smiled and started to laugh a bit. Soon enough, Anne started thinking about Allen; how they both have been such close friends since junior high, and thought they could be so much more. And by looking at Allen, he was thinking the same thing. She was mesmerized by his shoulder length blond hair that was tied back behind him, his peaches and cream completion opposite to her own Mediterranean tanned complexion, and those beautiful sapphire eye easy enough to get lost in. They had both been in different relationships, and lost they're virginity's to diffrent people, but now they we're both looking to start a new relationship together. And without thinking, the both leaned in for a kiss. Until Anne heard a rustle from the bushes outside, she turned around to notice, but soon stopped. And soon returned back to where she was, and shared her first kiss with her more than best friend. Soon enough, she heard the same rustling from outside again, but ignored it. That was until she heard a dark laughter following that soon got her full attention, and pull away from Allen.

"Did you hear that?" she asked,

"Hear what?" Allen replied,

"A laugh, I distinctly heard a dark, almost sinister laugh coming from outside!" She explaned,

Anne was already scared, but Allen soon calmed her down.

"Relax, Anne." he said,

"It's probably just some kids playing a practical, horror movie-style joke? But, if it'll make you feel any better, I'll go and check it out, okay."

"Okay." she said, "But just be careful, alright."

"I will" he said,

He gave her a kiss on the forehead, and got up and walked to the door.

"Like I said; punk kids playing a practical joke." he mentioned, before unlocking the door and heading out.

Anne stayed inside until she knew everything was okay. As soon as Allen was outside, he looked around to see if there was anyone out there.

"Hello!" he shouted, "Is there anyone there?"

But no answer. So, he tried again.

"You kids think it's funny to scare a young couple alone in a house, just like in the scary movies? Well, you're wrong! Come on out, or I'll call the cops on you little brats!"

Then, he heard a loud rustle from behind him, then a dark, sinister chuckle. He looked behind him, and last he saw was a dark figure holding a gold staff, with a glowing blue orb and sharp blade at the top coming right at him.

Anne waited until Allen came back in, then she hear him let out a blood curdling yell from outside. Worried, she jumped out of her seat to look out the window to see a streak of blood splatter against it. She screamed, and ran to the door. She called out for Allen, but she got no answer. It was too dark to see anything, so she quickly closed the door and locked it. She knew all the other doors and windows we're lock too. She grabbed the phone and dialled 911, waiting for someone to answer.

"911, whats your emergency?" answered the operator,

"Hi, I think there's an intruder outside my house?" Anne explained, "My friend went outside to go check it out, and i something happen to him? Cause there's blood on window and..."

"Alright Miss, calm down." said the operator, "Now, have you made sure to lock all the doors and windows in the house?"

"Yes." she replied,

"Now, whats your address ma'am?" asked the operator,

"78 Logan Drive" she replied, "Please, hurry!"

"Alright, I'm sending some officers right way." said the operator, "I need you to stay on the line until they get there, okay."

Anne stayed on the other line until the police showed up. She was getting really scared, wondering if Allen had been seriously hurt, or worse. Finally she saw the police car arrive right outside the drive way. But before she could see the officers get out, she felt something grab her from behind and black out from there.

...

After being out cold for what seemed like days, Anne finally awoke to find herself in a large bed. With ivory silk sheets and pillows, white fur throw blankets on top, with a carved canopy at the front and a sleigh panel at the foot. She sat up slowly, rubbed her eyes from their drowsy state, and saw she was in a large gold coloured bedroom. She got up and out of the bed, and what she saw took her breath away. She then got out of bed to take a good look at the rest of the room. She then saw a beautiful ivory vanity table, with a huge mirror and with all the makeup and accessories on top. And beside it was a large wardrobe stretching out the other end of the room. She also saw a huge gold framed standing mirror on the left side of the bed, an odd find. And the windows we're covered in heavy black drapes with gold rosemaling trim at the bottom. And up above the ceiling was what looked like the night sky, with billions of stars sparkling out. She was truly in complete awe of such sights. Afterwards, she went back to the vanity table and looked in the mirror, she looked perfectly groomed. Her long espresso coloured hair was slightly styled, her skin was flawless with no imperfections in sight. Then she noticed she was wearing a short cream coloured silk night dress with a gold lace trim, and matching underwear underneath.

Soon enough, everything came back to her. The rustle outside, the dark laughter, Allen's scream, the blood on the window, and the strange figure garbing her from behind before blacking out. She snapped back to reality and needed to find a way out of here, wherever here is? Suddenly, she heard the door open from behind her, fallowed by footsteps coming towards her. She was paralysed with fear to turn around to see what was coming. She just closed he eyes, and prayed that who or whatever was behind her would just do it's job and take her life right here and now.

"Ah, good. You're awake." Said a smooth, yet dark male voice with a charming British accent,

Finally, Anne had worked up enough courage to open her eyes, turn around, and saw before her a tall and hansom man. He look like he was in his 30s', he was lean with some muscle added to him, and long sleek hair combed back behind him. The rest of his physical appearance was as if you would describe Snow White: hair black as night, eyes blue as ice, and skin white as snow. And what he wore was slightly stranger to Anne's eye, yet intriguing. His wardrobe was interwoven black leather, green fabric, and metal. Along with a black leather sleeveless over coat with green and gold trim, with gold shoulder armour on his right side and a long belt strap hanging over. Black boot on his feet, and gold cuffs covering his arms. It all looked ancient, yet modern. Anne was mesmerized by this tall, dark, and handsome stranger before her, but soon realized this could be the same stranger who harmed Allen, and kidnapped her.

"Who are you?" she asked, "Where am I? What the hell did you do to my friend?!"

Anne became infuriated, she wanted to know if this man really did what she feared worse.

"The male mortal?" he asked, "Oh, you don't need to worry about him anymore."

Shocked of what she just heard, Anne teared up in both grief and anger and started to come after him.

"You son of a bitch!" she shouted, "You murdered him, you murdered Allen!"

She tried to attack her captor, but he grabbed her wrists and held her with great strength. Anne suddenly stopped, she was surprised of how strong he was. She was both impressed, yet scared.

"Who, or what are you?" she demanded,

The man smiled at her, and let go of her wrists.

"That is a very good question, my dear." he said, "And I'd be more than happy to give you your answers."

He then started to explain.

"Lets start off with the 'what', then move on to 'who' I am." he said, "Let me make one thing clear... I am certainly not a vampire, or a demon of any kind that you female mortal youths read in those poor excuses of Gothic romance tales. No, I am of a much higher, and greater rank than them. For I am a God."

Anne was surprised, yet confused at the same time of what she was hearing. Then, the man further explained himself.

"Now we move on the 'who' I am." he said, "You may know me, or you may not. For I am Loki, the God of Mischief and Mayhem, as some mortals put me; but I like to think of myself as something much more."

Now Anne really could not believe what she had just heard; Loki, the Norse God of Mischief, who had just killed her innocent best friend in cold blood, then kidnapped a innocent young woman such as herself for some reason that might be sick to the imagination. She was really scared and sickened of what he might have planned for her.

"Listen, Loki!" she proclaimed, "I have a good idea for what ever reason you took me for. But my answer is no! I am not going to be your slave of any kind whatsoever!"

"Slave?" he remarked, then laughed ever so charmingly, "Oh no, my dear. If i had taken you as a slave, would you look anything like this?" as he describe her with her perfectly styled and clean appearance, "No, I have taken you for a much greater purpose."

Now, Anne was really starting to freak out

"For you see; this greater purpose is very beneficial for the both of us. And you, my darling, are indeed the perfect candidate." he explained as he studied her,

Indeed, she was the perfect candidate: her long brunette hair, her two beautiful brown doe-like eyes, her exotic bronzed sun kissed coloured skin, and finally to her natural beautiful body: her prefect large and supple breasts, to he slender waist and curved hips; perfect for child baring. She was indeed a natural beauty with perfect genetics to be crossed mixed with his divine ones.

"And what could that 'beneficial' purpose be?" she asked,

Again, Loki smiled at her and moved closer.

"You see, I have separated and cut off every other ties that I have associated with myself in Asgard. Thus starting a new kingdom right here, with myself as king." he explained, "And here is where you come into the picture. For you see, I need a bride; a queen for my new kingdom. But not just a queen, a mother too. A mother who will produce for me a male heir that will carry on my legacy long after I am gone. And you, Anne Weston, will make the perfect queen and mother for my kingdom. You will be birthing my children until you take your very last breath."

Anne felt her blood run instantly cold. Now she was really appalled, she was almost wishing she was his slave instead of his personal spawn factory.

"You sick, twisted bastard!" she spat, and he then grabbed hold of her again

"Oh, you are a feisty one, aren't you?" he said with delight; and gave her one deep, passionate, lust-filled kiss.

Anne was still in disbelief of what was happening to her. Being kissed by a god, a god who killed her best friend, kidnapped her to make her his own personal breeding machine. She managed to break away from his kiss, and gave him a shot of dagger look.

"You know, people are gonna find out I'm missing!" she implied to him, "The cops are going to find Allen's body, and they're going to be looking for me!"

Loki just gave her a smirk at her accusations.

"Oh, I think you needed be worried about whats happening back home." he said, "Things have already dramatically changed since after you left. Alternately I might add."

At first she didn't know what he was talking about, but then she had a hunch.

"You, you erased my existence after taking me, didn't you?" She asked

"Precisely." he answered, "Just as soon as I took you, I changed everything as if it never happened. In the blink of an eye, everyone was back in their original place before the incident occurred. The police officers are back at the station, and your friend is alive and well where he was before he came to you. And everything about you that ever was in Midgard had been erased from history. No birth certificate, no identifications, no photographs, no other evidence of your existence whatsoever. And even if you did find a way back, there is no chance of any of your friends and loved ones recognizing you by the slightest. I made sure of it."

Now she knew that he truly was a twisted, evil bastard. Erasing her entire existence in the blink of an eye. She knew she needed to find a way out, and fast.

"And the only place where you do exist is right her, with me." Loki said, "It also means every biological thing about you has been erased and restored here, which includes your virginity. You are now a fully restored, born again virgin; so that I may take you as your first."

Now, Anne really, really, really did knew she needed to get the hell out of here.

"You are indeed an exquisite beauty, I may say." he said, "From your luxurious hair, your sun kissed skin, and your lustful body. Perfect genetics in combination with mine would make a strong and powerful offspring."

Then, he placed his hand on Anne's lower abdomen; just imagining how it would swell with his son. He smiled at the though of it. But, Anne wasn't too on broad with his little plan. Then she noticed that the main door was still slightly opened, she knew this would be her chance to escape. She broke from Loki's embrace and made a mad dash to the door. But before she could sprint past Loki, he grabbed hold of her waist with one arm. Lifting her off her feet, and threw her on the bed.

'God, he's strong.' she though,

But before she could get up, Loki got on top, and pinned her down.

"Indeed a feisty one." he said, "But I believe you'll find it quite impossible to escape from here. You are mine, and you will give me a strong and healthy heir."

Again, he was mesmerized by her appearance: her hair, her face, her eyes, her lips, her neck, all the way down to her supple breasts. A perfect size, later would soon swell with mothers milk during her pregnancy. Providing nourishment for his new born son. He gently brushed his hand across Anne's cheek, tailing down her neck, and down her left breast. He gently rubbed her breast, then he tugged at the strap of her dress, and exposed her naked breast. He continued to rub her breast, and brushed his thumb agents her dark, roasted coloured nipple. All Anne could do was lay still, shut her eyes, and play possum. Then, Loki began to to trace his lip from her cheek, down her neck, and down to her beast where he took her nipple in his mouth where he lightly sucked it and bit it softly. Anne blushed with shame of what he was doing to her, she felt as helpless as a kitten in a tree. She could feel the suckling, the nibbling, and the light vibration coming from his pleasurable moans coming from him. She still played possum, only until she felt his other hand move down to her lower region. She tried to free herself and pull him off, but she couldn't physically move her body. As if Loki had placed a motionless spell to keep her in her place. His hand had finally reached her leg, and began rubbing it back and forth. He then lifted the hem of her dress, exposing her underwear. He then teased her underwear covered crotch by brushing his finger tips on the surface, until he slipped his hand underneath and placed his fingers on her vulnerable clit. But he could feel that she still was feeling tense and held back, so he used a little of his magic to help make her feel comfortable and loose. Anne's eyes shot open and noticed she was able to move again. And she noticed where Loki's other hand was and tried to pry it off, but it wouldn't budge; he was still much to strong. He started to slowly rub her clit in a circular motion, and soon his pace started to increase in speed. Anne still tried to remove his arm, but soon felt the build up of something all too familiar within her body. Anne tried to ignore this pleasure, proved to be all to overpowering. Loki's pace became faster and harder, and Anne whimpered and gasped from the pleasure building up. Loki was most pleased with his progress, and continued. Anne tried her best to fight back, but she knew her orgasm was coming close. She griped on to Loki's arm, and prepared herself for a intense wave of pleasure to come upon her. As her orgasm hit, she let out a huge gasp, fallowed by a soft moan. Loki then removed his hand and was very pleased at how wet he made her with desire. He let out a soft chuckle, then suddenly, he grabbed her lower hips and placed himself with her legs spread wide, with her crotch pressed agents his. Anne could definitely feel that he was hard and stiff.

"You see what you do to me, don't you?" he said, "I could take you if I want, but not right now."

He soon let go of her, and got off the bed. Anne quickly sat up, and fixed herself up.

"It seems our consummation will half to wait." he said, "For now, I'll give you some time to rest. You have been through so much tonight, haven't you?"

'No Shit!' she though to herself as she rolled her eyes to his words,

Loki then gave her a look, as if he had just read her mind. But soon drew his attention away from her, and drew his eyes around the room.

"Lovely room, isn't it?" he asked her, "But not just for you, I will be sharing this room and that bed with you more often, perhaps sooner?"

"Good night, for now." he said as he grabbed her head with one hand, pulled her in and kissed her forehead softly "And I hope to see you again tomorrow."

He let go of her, walked towards the door, and then left the room with the door closing behind.

Anne quickly got off from the bed, and ran straight for the main doors. She tried to open them, but they wouldn't, not even a crack. Is as if they we're as strong as Loki's iron grip.

"Fuck!" she yelled out as she banged her fisted hands against the doors,

She was frustrated, angry, and upset of what had just happen to her; and what is still happening now. She then fell on her knees, and sobbed out of sadness and anger

"I Want To Go Home!" she cried out, "I Want To Go Home!"

Thinking she wasn't going to get a response for her desperate pleas, but then heard Loki's voice out of nowhere saying:

"you are home."

Anne was deeply disturbed, and sobbed even harder. Everything she had ever known had been taken away from her. Having her life wiped way in one world, and starting again in another. This was all one horrible nightmare, and that's what she kept thinking to herself. That she would soon wake up and be back to the place and things she was familiar with, back home with her loved one again, back to the real world.

To Be Continued...