Book of the Black Saint
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Horror/Thriller › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
5,689
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Story I.: You Belong to Me...
Adele opened the book by the frirst chapter and looked at the words written in dryed blood. Shuddering a bit swhe read the title; You Belong to Me...
"Ugh...the title gives me the creeps already." she said, but still started reading.
One icy wind blew through the little village, it grabbed the leafs which lost they hold of the branches and played with them, but for the older people it was like as if the wind would carry the songs of the death wit him. That was not surprising thought then it was the night of the 30. October and the people called this night ’Devils Night’. On this practical evening leave Lucifer and his Demon followers they Kingdom of Eternal Darkness and come to the world of the Mortals. On this evening rub the fathers garlic on the window frames of they daughters bedrooms and hung the symbol of the Holly Maria in front of the windows so that the creatures of Hell can’t get inside to take they daughters away and rape them. On this evening dared no one to go out side, they stayed inside in front of the fire and prayed to God that he shall hold his protecting hand over them till dawn comes.
But no one knew that there was one person who left the protection of the house. A figure claded in black run through the streets of the little village right in the direction of the cemetery.
The figure opened the old gate carefully, which opened with a loud squeak. He looked around, but he only saw a black cat which hissed at him, but then disappeared. A little sight escaped his lips when he stepped inside the cemetery. It seemed to him that since he stepped inside that the wind got even colder. He walked around the graves like a restless ghost. His hearth beat in his throat when beside him a raven flew of in the dark night. After a while he reached his destination. A grave which was only one year old, the beautiful Angel statue illuminated in the pale moon light. He stood in front of the grave and touched with a shaking hand the cold stone. He shivered a bit from that what he was about to do, but he wouldn’t back of now. His hearth beat faster as he begun digging.
The time went slowly fort, but he continued. After like one hour of digging, he stood in front of a black coffin. His hands shacked when he opened it to reveal a hallflirotted corpse of a young girl. The long red hair was partly gone; the one pearl white was yellow and paper like. The white dress in which they buried her was also halfly gone.
“Awena…“ he whispered in the night.
He leaned down and took the corpse in his arms and went with it to one of the nearest Mausoleums. He took the key from his pocket and opened the door. After that was done he went inside and put the corpse on a stone altar, after that he locked the door and lit the candles on the ancient holders. After he was finally done his attention was brought back to the corpse which lay still there on the altar. With careful steps as if he would near a sleeping person he went up to the corpse and stroke the face of cold, dry to the bones stuck skin in a loving way.
“You could escape with that what you did from our father, you knew that he could take you any time he pleased. But, do you know what? You can escape from him, but not from me…my darling twin sister“ he whispered as he leaned down and kissed the death lips.
The kiss was cold and the taste of rotting flesh filled his mouth, but he didn’t care. Now come his time, she couldn’t hold him away from herself anymore. He wanted her and he would get her. He ripped the rest of her white dress of her death body and after that he also begun to undress. After he was finally naked he climbed a bow her and licked on the dry skin. He suck delighted on from the worms eaten chest and moaned when his hard cock rubbed against the death skin. His left hand glided over the cold body until it disappeared between her legs. His fingers stroke her pussy tenderly. H would have given anything to hear her moan and scream just like in the times when they father grabbed her by the arm und dragged her in the basement, Keller, pigs tall or in his room to be alone with her. How often did he sit in front of those places and pumped his swollen staff at the hearing of her voice. He even saw them once and waited until his father left and he went inside to the crying girl, he tried to kiss her, but she run away. But she couldn’t escape now, he would get her now.
He opened carefully the mouth of the skull and put his member inside, then he begun trusting inside and out. He felt the teeth and the remaining of the tongue. He moaned from the feeling not caring that the skull begun breaking. After he was ready he climbed down and walked to where her pussy was. He leaned down between her spreaded legs and begun to lick her, the taste of rotting flesh filling his mouth as he pushed his tongue deeper in her. The heath in him rose and he immediately replaced his tongue by his member. The tone of pleasured moans, ripping flesh and skin and the tone of breaking bones filled the death silence of the grave chamber when he climaxed in her body.
His breathing was rough when he looked tiredly at the destroyed corpse. Arawn was about to grab his clothes when suddenly a cold wind blow send him against the cold and wet wall.
His sight was clouded after he opened his eyes again, but it cleared after a little while, but after he could see again he wished that he would be blind. There in front of him stood a man clad in black. He had long ebony black hair, long sharp teeth and claws, Bat like wings, a long reptilian like tail, two horns on his head and strange violet signs under his golden cat like eyes.
“S…stay…there whe…where you are…Demon...“ he said shaking, but the creature only grinned.
“You can’t command me Mortal….“ he said, his tone was like when fine silk glides over the skin.
Arawn wanted to say something, but a piercing pain went through his body when the Demon bit him in his neck and licked at his blood. The creature took of his own clothing and pulled the boy to the ground.
“And now open your mouth.“ he did what he wanted but almost gagged when the beast showed his hard penis inside his mouth and begun raping it.
He tried to move away, but his head was held still. Hot tears glided down his face, he wanted to throw up from the horrible taste and he felt as the demon’s tail entered his body. He wanted to scream out in pain, but his mouth was still full. As the demon withdrew he threw up, but after he was ready the creature grabbed him and dragged him deeper in the dark and kissed him roughly. The boy could taste his own blood entering his mouth. The creature threw him to the ground and showed his large penis inside of his ass.
“Please…stopp! You are ripping me apart!“ he screamed, but he was to far under the earth and the walls were to tick and to add to the situation a storm broke out.
The demon continued and listened delighted to his victim’s screams. He leaned his head back and the boy felt as the hot semen of the demon spreed around in his violated body. The creature pulled out of him and he stayed there laying on the cold floor cowered in sweet, blood and cum. He hopped that it was over now, but then his hopes were shattered as two other demons appeared.
“Awenseth, where were you?“ asked a demon with long crimson hair and green eyes.
“I already thought that your are in one of thessse placcesss.“ said the other which looked like a cross between a human and a snake.
“I’m sorry Darsy and you know me wery well Dante, I like such places and look what I have found. “with that he pointed at the boy. “Now my friends the old Tower clock only hit midnight so we have plenty of time to play a little bit.“ he said grinning and the boy understood that he will not survive this night….
End
"Ok, this is what I call the work of a sick mind." Adela said though within deep in her soul she was courious how a death body would feel like. Looking down again she nearly let the book fall as on the bottom of the loast page something appeared in blood; Go "So this is he first part of the massage?"
"Ugh...the title gives me the creeps already." she said, but still started reading.
One icy wind blew through the little village, it grabbed the leafs which lost they hold of the branches and played with them, but for the older people it was like as if the wind would carry the songs of the death wit him. That was not surprising thought then it was the night of the 30. October and the people called this night ’Devils Night’. On this practical evening leave Lucifer and his Demon followers they Kingdom of Eternal Darkness and come to the world of the Mortals. On this evening rub the fathers garlic on the window frames of they daughters bedrooms and hung the symbol of the Holly Maria in front of the windows so that the creatures of Hell can’t get inside to take they daughters away and rape them. On this evening dared no one to go out side, they stayed inside in front of the fire and prayed to God that he shall hold his protecting hand over them till dawn comes.
But no one knew that there was one person who left the protection of the house. A figure claded in black run through the streets of the little village right in the direction of the cemetery.
The figure opened the old gate carefully, which opened with a loud squeak. He looked around, but he only saw a black cat which hissed at him, but then disappeared. A little sight escaped his lips when he stepped inside the cemetery. It seemed to him that since he stepped inside that the wind got even colder. He walked around the graves like a restless ghost. His hearth beat in his throat when beside him a raven flew of in the dark night. After a while he reached his destination. A grave which was only one year old, the beautiful Angel statue illuminated in the pale moon light. He stood in front of the grave and touched with a shaking hand the cold stone. He shivered a bit from that what he was about to do, but he wouldn’t back of now. His hearth beat faster as he begun digging.
The time went slowly fort, but he continued. After like one hour of digging, he stood in front of a black coffin. His hands shacked when he opened it to reveal a hallflirotted corpse of a young girl. The long red hair was partly gone; the one pearl white was yellow and paper like. The white dress in which they buried her was also halfly gone.
“Awena…“ he whispered in the night.
He leaned down and took the corpse in his arms and went with it to one of the nearest Mausoleums. He took the key from his pocket and opened the door. After that was done he went inside and put the corpse on a stone altar, after that he locked the door and lit the candles on the ancient holders. After he was finally done his attention was brought back to the corpse which lay still there on the altar. With careful steps as if he would near a sleeping person he went up to the corpse and stroke the face of cold, dry to the bones stuck skin in a loving way.
“You could escape with that what you did from our father, you knew that he could take you any time he pleased. But, do you know what? You can escape from him, but not from me…my darling twin sister“ he whispered as he leaned down and kissed the death lips.
The kiss was cold and the taste of rotting flesh filled his mouth, but he didn’t care. Now come his time, she couldn’t hold him away from herself anymore. He wanted her and he would get her. He ripped the rest of her white dress of her death body and after that he also begun to undress. After he was finally naked he climbed a bow her and licked on the dry skin. He suck delighted on from the worms eaten chest and moaned when his hard cock rubbed against the death skin. His left hand glided over the cold body until it disappeared between her legs. His fingers stroke her pussy tenderly. H would have given anything to hear her moan and scream just like in the times when they father grabbed her by the arm und dragged her in the basement, Keller, pigs tall or in his room to be alone with her. How often did he sit in front of those places and pumped his swollen staff at the hearing of her voice. He even saw them once and waited until his father left and he went inside to the crying girl, he tried to kiss her, but she run away. But she couldn’t escape now, he would get her now.
He opened carefully the mouth of the skull and put his member inside, then he begun trusting inside and out. He felt the teeth and the remaining of the tongue. He moaned from the feeling not caring that the skull begun breaking. After he was ready he climbed down and walked to where her pussy was. He leaned down between her spreaded legs and begun to lick her, the taste of rotting flesh filling his mouth as he pushed his tongue deeper in her. The heath in him rose and he immediately replaced his tongue by his member. The tone of pleasured moans, ripping flesh and skin and the tone of breaking bones filled the death silence of the grave chamber when he climaxed in her body.
His breathing was rough when he looked tiredly at the destroyed corpse. Arawn was about to grab his clothes when suddenly a cold wind blow send him against the cold and wet wall.
His sight was clouded after he opened his eyes again, but it cleared after a little while, but after he could see again he wished that he would be blind. There in front of him stood a man clad in black. He had long ebony black hair, long sharp teeth and claws, Bat like wings, a long reptilian like tail, two horns on his head and strange violet signs under his golden cat like eyes.
“S…stay…there whe…where you are…Demon...“ he said shaking, but the creature only grinned.
“You can’t command me Mortal….“ he said, his tone was like when fine silk glides over the skin.
Arawn wanted to say something, but a piercing pain went through his body when the Demon bit him in his neck and licked at his blood. The creature took of his own clothing and pulled the boy to the ground.
“And now open your mouth.“ he did what he wanted but almost gagged when the beast showed his hard penis inside his mouth and begun raping it.
He tried to move away, but his head was held still. Hot tears glided down his face, he wanted to throw up from the horrible taste and he felt as the demon’s tail entered his body. He wanted to scream out in pain, but his mouth was still full. As the demon withdrew he threw up, but after he was ready the creature grabbed him and dragged him deeper in the dark and kissed him roughly. The boy could taste his own blood entering his mouth. The creature threw him to the ground and showed his large penis inside of his ass.
“Please…stopp! You are ripping me apart!“ he screamed, but he was to far under the earth and the walls were to tick and to add to the situation a storm broke out.
The demon continued and listened delighted to his victim’s screams. He leaned his head back and the boy felt as the hot semen of the demon spreed around in his violated body. The creature pulled out of him and he stayed there laying on the cold floor cowered in sweet, blood and cum. He hopped that it was over now, but then his hopes were shattered as two other demons appeared.
“Awenseth, where were you?“ asked a demon with long crimson hair and green eyes.
“I already thought that your are in one of thessse placcesss.“ said the other which looked like a cross between a human and a snake.
“I’m sorry Darsy and you know me wery well Dante, I like such places and look what I have found. “with that he pointed at the boy. “Now my friends the old Tower clock only hit midnight so we have plenty of time to play a little bit.“ he said grinning and the boy understood that he will not survive this night….
End
"Ok, this is what I call the work of a sick mind." Adela said though within deep in her soul she was courious how a death body would feel like. Looking down again she nearly let the book fall as on the bottom of the loast page something appeared in blood; Go "So this is he first part of the massage?"