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Warning: Graphic sexual content ahead.
It's DARK. Not this chapter necessarily, but the story in general.
Disclaimer: Original storyline, characters borrowed. Julian is mine to own.
It does take a while to recover from a total memory wipe, he supposed. But Julian's frustration finally ended when dear Esther finally came to fully. And now it was time for the next step: Introducing her to his kingdom.
With full control, he wouldn't have to worry about her silly need for freedom getting in the way of his plans. With full control, she was the perfect key to his operations.
With her, he could quite possibly wipe out the entire human race in the most horrible way possible.
How he would go about wiping them out was yet decided. Death by fire seemed favorable.
Yes, now that she was fully turned, her memories were gone, and he could tell her whatever he wanted, and she would believe it without a doubt. She completely trusted him. And despite the fact that she was still happy, or sad, or afraid, or angry at times, she would never disobey.
And now, as he led her through the dark hallways, he could sense the fear that settled in the pit of her stomach as the screams of his previous toys echoed throughout her body.
They were all weak, unlike his little pet. Weak hearts, easily broken bodies and minds. No fun, no fun. He wanted rebellion, a sure sign that this one was different. And he had gotten it. A perfect vessel for his campaigns.
She was quiet for a while, as he led her down strangely familiar hallways, past numbered doors that seemed to go on forever.
Dry screams, from those who had screamed for so long their throats were raw. Bloody ones, from those who were being taken care of. It was all so new from the world she knew, with only Julian and his bed. These people - women, from what she could tell - who were they?
She didn't have much time to wonder as Julian pulled her down another hall, equally long, however no marked doors resting against the walls. It seemed to take forever to get to the end, like they just kept walking and never got any closer than they were before. She supposed it was all the black, on the walls and the floors and the ceilings. It seemed to stretch on forever, like one of those dreams, where you're running, but can't seem to get anywhere.
It gave her a lot of time to ponder other things. Why didn't she remember her past? The accident. But what exactly was the accident that Julian kept referring to? He had never really explained it beyond that.
Perhaps I should ask him about it...
But now was not the time. They finally reached the door, after what seemed like hours, and Julian turned to her.
"Now, my dear, inside are some very important people. Colleges of mine, so to speak. It is important that you stay close to me, and only speak when you are addressed. Is this understood?"
She nodded her head vigorously, suddenly feeling self-conscious. He smoothed out his suit, and took a good look at her, before leaning down to capture her lips. "Remember. And don't be so nervous. You're beautiful, my dear." He raked a nail along her neck, pushing just hard enough to make her bleed, before his lips gently sucked the wound. It was intoxicating, and when he stopped to wipe his mouth, she felt weak-kneed.
"Alright then, come on. Let's not keep them waiting." His pale hand grasped the handle and turned, and the world exploded in a nova of music and voices. He led her into a large banquet hall (equally black, to her displeasure, however, outfitting seemed bright and gaudy against the dark surroundings) and brought her to sit at the end of a table too huge for words. Several people, Methuselah to be more specific, were seated amongst wine and delicacies. Her stomach rumbled, forgetting the last thing she ate. Julian allowed her a minute to take in everything.
The people were all absolutely different, yet very similar. The females wore expensive looking dresses and jewelry, their hair done up in several fashions. Some were beautiful, and some were horribly ugly. There seemed to be no inbetween, however she got the vibe from each and every one of them that they all thought they were stunning. Rich and conceited, she knew they believed they could buy and sell anything they wanted, including lives. And not one of them sat without a man on their arm, drooling over them, even the hideous ones.
The men were about the same. Some stunningly hansom (however none even came close to the God-like beauty that was Julian) and others seemingly... deformed. But all held the same confidence that the women had. "That's what power does to a person," Julian whispered, as if reading her mind. Or maybe he was. She couldn't tell anymore.
Finally, Esther adjusted to her surroundings, pushing her chest out, shoulders back, head high, mocking a confidence she hardly held. However, with Julian by her side, it did help substantially.
When he cleared his throat, the roar of the crowd died instantly. She blinked, shocked, as each and every pair of eyes were immediately on him. A simple, yet effective display of power. "Welcome, my friends. This is truly a night of celebration. This is the night our plans begin to unfold, and it begins with my prize. May I introduce Esther, the turning point in this war." He motioned to her, and she stood, bowing her head slightly. Julian continued, "As you all know, she could very well help us to succeed in our mission. And isn't she gorgeous?" The crowd let out a rumble of laughter, then, as if on cue, died down immediately. "Now, raise your glasses, for this night is a night to be remembered. A night when everything we've known begins to change forever. A toast, my friends, to us!" He raised his glass, and, in turn, the crowd followed suit. Esther did, as well, stunned to silence by his power over them. She could see it in their eyes. The admiration, respect, loyalty, and fear. She could tell he kept them on a short leash, and that power made her shiver.
"To us!" They repeated, and the drinking began.
"Don't forget, the entertainment can be found in rooms 16-100. Excuse the mess in 45. Someone will clean up soon." A roar of laughter washed over them, and she shivered, realizing what the 'entertainment' was.
She sat down in her seat, feeling the sudden prickly sensation of eyes upon her. The crowd had gone back to it's vocal intensity, however, many eyes were upon her. Prying eyes, taking in her look. She wanted to squirm under their scrutinizing gaze, but she kept still, knowing she would let her lover down if she fretted about them. However, the feeling of hungry eyes on her body throughout the entire dinner felt more than a little uncomfortable.
The food was fantastic, everything she could have ever asked for and more. Her stomach was so happy by the time she finished that she could get up and dance. Or she could get up and roll. Or perhaps she'd just stay sitting until her stomach digested some things first. Either way, she was happy.
A few particularly gaudy women approached Julian when the meal was over, their hips swaying disgustingly and their chests pushed out so far their spines look half ready to snap.
"Hello, love." A blonde, with piercing blue eyes placed her arms on his chest. "Why don't you stay with me tonight? I'm sure you'd be up for some fun with Kri and I, wouldn't you? And you know, the rumors are true. I really can fit a lot in my mouth..." The girls beside her erupted in a fit of flirty giggles. Julian raised an eyebrow elegantly. The woman made her way to Esther, getting in her face to inspect her closer. "Besides, give this scrawny girl a break tonight. She might snap without a little break." She giggled at her own joke, then continued, "You need a real woman tonight."
"And where do you suppose I'd find one?" He replied like any gentleman. Esther nearly exploded with laughter, but the obnoxious woman didn't let down. "Right here, gorgeous. Hita and Kri at your service. We can give you anything you want, for free." Kri batted her lashes seductively, bending down slightly to expose more cleavage.
He was quiet for a moment, glancing from Hita and Kri to Esther inquisitively. Then finally, he sighed.
"Wait for me by the door ladies. I must find my lover a playmate for the night."
A sense of panic stilled Esther as Julian approached her. "My dear, look around the room. Anything you see that... interests you?"
Her heart beat fast. The thought of sharing herself with anyone other than Julian scared her a little. She was still recovering, was she not?
Then she remembered something he had said to her earlier that night. "You may have lost your memories, but, love, it is time to make new ones. Do not be afraid, for I will never ask you of anything that will put you in harms way. It is simply time to make a new life for yourself. And tonight will be the night to do it. Don't be afraid to have a little fun now and again!"
As Kri and Hita scurried to the door, giggling and fanning themselves eagerly, she took a deep breath and scanned the room. Several men eyed her, none turning away when she met her eyes. "Not really."
Julian chuckled. "Alright then, I shall take you and introduce you to some important people."
He led her through the standing crowd, away from the table, to a spot in the corner. Five men stood in a circle, chatting idly amongst themselves. When they approached, the conversation stopped, and each one greeted them. The first was tall, the first tan skinned one she had seen all night. His long black hair was pulled back into an exquisite pony-tail, and his blue eyes twinkled in interest toward her. The second and third were horrid looking, one fat and hairless, sweating like a pig, the other too skinny and tall. The fourth man stood to be about her height, silent and mysterious the entire time Julian spoke, unlike the man next to him, taller then her by a head, pale, black hair, grey eyes that sparkled as he spoke to Julian with all the grace of nobility. Julian introduced each of them, though it was only the last two that mattered. Mr. Mysterious and Mr. Talkative, the two most attractive men besides Julian that she'd seen, were the ones she got the option of spending the night with. "Riley Von Heigis and Evan Kale. Would either of you accept the honor of escorting my Esther to your room tonight?"
Mysterious spoke. "I would enjoy the pleasure of spending time with Esther."
Julian turned to her. "Is this sufficient?" She nodded slowly, suddenly a bit excited, the jitters already in her stomach giving birth to more butterflies.
"It is decided then. Esther, enjoy your night. Remember that I will be right next door if you need me." And with that, he turned and walked briskly to his awaiting playmates.
She watched him leave with one on each arm, then turned to her escort. He grasped her hand and kissed it, bowing slightly in respect. "It's a pleasure, Esther."
"The pleasure is returned, Evan."
He held out his arm. "Shall we?"
A knot in her stomach formed. She swallowed hard. "Yes, we shall."
She took his arm, and, as he led her out the door, staring at her the entire time, she couldn't help but feel her temperature rise.
(I could stop here, but I love you guys.)
Warning: Graphic sexual content approaching fast. If you are underage, please, click to the next chapter, because I'm not kidding, this is graphic. With this last edit, I toned it down a bit. So please, read ahead with caution.
She looked upon a familiar door as she passed it with her escort, and the grunts and moans from inside were easily heard. It didn't make her angry, surprisingly, maybe a little jealous, but only more excited, to try something new. Not that Julian wasn't a God when it came to the bedroom, but if he got to have a little fun, she should at least enjoy herself as well.
They stopped at the door a ways down from Julian's. It was next to Julian's room, however since the rooms themselves were so large, it took a fairly decent walk to get to the next door. Evan opened the door and led her inside. The room was similar to Julian's, except that everything was colored a deep red and cream.
She examined the room as he lit some candles. It was fairly cozy, she supposed.
He turned to look at her, finally catching her wandering eyes. He was intense, that was for sure, for his every move had a purpose. He strode back to her and let his greedy eyes take in her splendor. "You're beautiful. But I'm sure you knew that already." He grasped her by the hair and pressed his lips against hers. She gasped into the kiss, it's roughness a serious turn-on. His other hand wandered over her newly developed curves, however skinny they still were, groping in all the right places, making her squirm. It was a good feeling, to be appreciated by another, someone who wasn't Julian. It did wonders for her confidence.
"Now, how do you want it, sweetheart?" He whispered, deliciously seductive, toying with the zipper on her dress.
"Use me.." She whispered, her voice sultry as he unzipped slowly.
"Rough, eh? I think I'll enjoy this." He said with a smile. The rest of the dress was simply ripped off and cast to the floor. He used her hair as a handle and tugged her to the bed, where she was pushed violently down. He pulled her into a quick kiss, then broke off with a moan, shoving himself in her face. "Suck." She did as she was told, doing something she didn't know she had a talent for. A loud moan gurgled up from his throat to escape his mouth as he fisted her hair, pushing himself deeper into her mouth. She worked like a practiced pro, working her tongue and her hands in the most appeasing ways, until he emptied himself.
She spat it onto the floor, the taste an odd one against her tastebuds. When she leaned up, she could tell he was already getting aroused again. His eyes stared with a piercing intensity at her naked form. Then, his strength picked her up from the bed with ease and brought her to lean against a wall. She gasped as he entered her suddenly, forcing her suddenly onto him, while he held them both up together.
It felt good to finally get some relief. Esther moaned slightly. She gripped his shoulders and pushed herself up, letting him slide out, then pushed herself down, getting a strange high from being pleasured like this. It was ten times better than simply riding him, it seemed, and her moans were loud enough to rival those next door. Her body pushed itself faster, as she began to feel better about tonight. The pressure inside her built until the point where she thought she would explode if it didn't release soon.
But finally it did, and she released it with a scream that Julian could definitely hear. Evan released soon afterward, and they both collapsed into a heap on the floor. She was so tired she could hardly stand, and Evan lifted her from the ground and brought her back to the bed, dropping her gracefully onto one side. The minute she slipped beneath the sheets, her mind drifted into dreamland.
Maybe this won't be so bad, after all...
So, this is the longest chapter I've ever written. And definitely the most graphic. I don't know if I can count that as a good thing or not... : o
I warned you!
I hope this makes up for the last, really short chapter I wrote.
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