“Whoa, slow down,” you plead, eying your captor with disbelief. “You’re saying you’ve been alive for hundreds of years?! That’s impossible!”
A long slender finger was hovering above your defenceless toes, eager to start what you imagine would be a torturous attack. In her other hand, she held a long delicate feather plucked from her spear. Now that the woman was so close, you could sense something unearthly about her.
“What do you think a hedonist seeks most of all?” she asked, her fingers teasing your bare soles. You felt the soft touch of her fingernail, which sent a spasm up your leg. You bit your lip, desperate to remain calm and in control.
“Pleasure? Gratification?” her voice was almost hypnotic, and her eyes peered deep into your soul. With the feather, she applied a quick stroke on your other foot, sending yet another burst of sensation up your body. Just the mere threat of her tools sent a shudder through your spine.
“No. Pleasure is fleeting – momentary. This world, and all of its denizens - from lowly man to mighty beast - exist for a brief flicker. What pleasure can be found when death hangs over all of our heads? Oblivion stalks us, and there is no escape from the curse of mortal flesh.”
Her voice had turned melodic, and you felt yourself weaken against her words. Her fingers, dancing achingly close, almost beckoned your feet to accept their touch. You knew you had to resist, or your mind would be lost forever to this woman – this creature.
“So we, the Dormduo, hedonism incarnate, sought pleasure eternal. Our magics were strong, and we broke through the barriers of this mortal world and breached the heavens. We stole the very life essence of the gods. Not to destroy them, nor even to rule over them,” her eyes flashed a pale blue in the dim torchlight. “But to rule over death itself, and prevent our pleasure from ever ending.”
She flashed a wicked smile, and you felt the last of your resistance melt away.
“And now, I’m going to give you a taste of what I’ve spent centuries perfecting – pleasure absolute. Tell me, young one,” commanded the creature, whatever she was. “What do you seek?”
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