In the darkness

The blindfold tightened, cutting off the light completely. Fingers curled round the collar of my silk robe. I opened my arms letting the robe fall open at the front. hands stripped it from me leaving me naked in the dark. I could hear anxious sounds behind me, they were waiting for me.

I fell backwards. In the darkness I was sure they had dropped me, that I had fallen too far and stone stairs would break my body. I landed in soft hands, too many for me to count. As I sailed over the crowd more hands touched my skin.

I stopped moving over their heads, and the descent began. Eventually, my skin touched down on cold stone, I bit my lip to stop from crying out at the icy touch. The hands retreated leaving me alone, but I could still hear them breathing.

Steel clamped round my outstretched wrists. Next came the metal band across my throat, it pressed at vulnerable skin as the lock clicked into place.

I was prepared for them, naked and bound on the alter. I lay still awaiting what would happen next. In the darkness with only their breathing for company time crawled slowly.

First I was to be oiled. Long slender fingers rubbed cool oil over my body. They were to be the last female hands to touch me that night. I had once been the girl who applied the oil, dressed in white amongst a crowd of black robed men.

The hands rubbed at my soft breasts awakening my nipples. Oil covered my arms, chest and stomach. Then the hands slid inside my thighs, fingers brushed my fleshy lips and I moaned at the touch. Every touch was exciting beneath the blindfold. Soon my legs were coated. I knew what I looked like, my body shimmering in the candle light as the men waited for the girl to leave. Soon they would crowd round me blocking out the light, but until then I was a golden goddess waiting to be plucked.

Disembodied hands accompanied only by heavy breathing started to grope at my oiled skin. Countless hands covered every inch of my body. My legs opened as they ventured between them, curling round smooth thighs.

After the hands came lips, hot mouths pressing against me. My nipples were both taken in to be sucked and licked. A mouth closed around my oiled big toe and a bolt of pleasure shot along the inside of my leg.

I barely noticed the first cut, just a cold scratch on my wrist, followed by a warm trickle. Lips went to it, a tongue lapped at my essence. Other slits were made on my arms and legs, allowing more of them to drink from me.

The sounds around me became muffled, the feeling in my fingers faded, breathing became harder. I felt like I was slowly fading away, loosing my grip on the world.

The master appeared before me. Through the blindfold I could see him, a body more of flames than flesh, red curling horns and smouldering black eyes. Sharp teeth edged a mouth of blackness that held his fiery tongue.

He dropped to his knees before me, claws scratched at my skin. He was not gentle or kind, nor did I expect or want him to be. He drove his hard rod into me making me scream at the intense heat. His claws dug into my sides spilling more blood onto the alter. He moved with a savagery of a possessed animal. If not for the restraints I would have been flung onto the floor.

I cried out over and over as he drove into me. Fire licked at my thighs from his body, I could feel the flesh searing at his touch. His claws dug deeper. My heart was pounding, forcing more blood through my veins to those who drank from me. I fought to keep focused as he seemed to grow inside me. My body stretched to contain him.

My blood burned as if he had ignited it. It tore through my body making me scream loudly into the blackness. My body bucked beneath him, I forced myself to meet his thrusts. I lost control of my body as he drove into me.

Every thrust made me scream louder. My hands grasped at empty air. My muscles ached as I strained against steel. Then my climax exploded deep within me, my body shook with the force. Fire coated my body, every nerve seared. My blood pumped hard and hot into the mouths of the followers. With a squeal through clenched teeth my orgasm left me.

I felt hot fetid breath against my breast as he leaned over me. His fiery tongue caressed my skin, flames licking above my heart. He plunged into my chest, my skin giving way like butter to reveal my heart to him. I felt the searing flame push into my heart as his burning seed erupted inside me. With the master satisfied I let unconsciousness embrace my burning, drained body.

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