Longings and Loathings - Chapter 3

Her life was good enough, but she always had the feeling that something was missing; something that could not be completely pleased with her innocent boyfriend, something that society had a problem with, a taboo.

She always had the urge to experiment, to push her boundaries, to try to dominate the other sex and experience pleasure through her partners constraint and submission to her female might.

So she looked for the chance to fulfill her fantasies without compromising her relationship or her image to the real world. She surfed the web and successfully found someone to share her kinks online.

She would go about her daily routine as usual and as soon as she got out of her Job, she would lead herself to the cyber cafe where she could let herself loose and relax.

“The online sea”, the cafe she attended regularly was prepared for people like her. Instead of side to side tables, they invested in small rooms fully prepared with a web-cam, headset, a desk with a computer and a small bed.

She had heard that the owner got the idea in one of his trips to Japan, where places like that were quite common.

She logged on in to the website where she usually found suitable and willing toy-boys and check her messages.

Bingo, she thought seeing one message that particularly caught her eye.

She promptly replied to Sub_Jack35, his online name, hopping to catch him online. Luck was on her side and as soon as she hit send, the call signal began to flash on her screen.

He had a warm voice, with a sexy roughness that made her body react instantly as he introduced himself and asked about her limits and explained his.

This was standard procedure between BDSM partners before engaging in any activity. They go far on their fantasies but often have their own limits as well. His were humiliation, no strap-on, which didn’t surprise her as most males excluding gay men, that don’t actually need them, did enjoy being penetrated. He also didn’t enjoy to be peed on or to have droppings on him, which she fully abided by.

Limits presented, they moved on to another typical step. She took her USB drive from her purse and asked if he would like some vanilla photos, which didn’t decline and followed in sharing his.

Both were pleasantly surprised by what they saw and shortly after the teasing and provoking talk began.

She led him through the pains and pleasures until both of them were satiated and both moved on to their other life.

She went home to her boyfriend and made love to him with Sub_Jack35 still on her mind. Recalling her moments with him, she climaxed hard and fast, barely noticing who she was with.

In the middle of the night she woke up still aroused by the whole experience  and after double-checking if her boyfriend was asleep, she went to her laptop and logged on to the website, holding her breath as she checked her messages.

And there it was waiting for her…

(To be continued)

Khira Chronicles - Beginnings

"I can see it's not going to be that easy to find her" she scratches her head gently tucking the locks of her hair behind her ears.

When Khira decided to go after her mother, she had no idea whatsoever of what she was going to find. Would her mother even recognize her? Probably so, but would she welcome her? Probably not, not after what she went through after looking for her herself, and probably not after seeing Khira chose the wolves over her at that time.

But what was to be expected from her after being abandoned by her mother...

Khira was a baby when she was delivered to an orphanage, her mother was dead and so the hospital placed her in a state facility. She grew up to meet the same destiny that came to her mother, she died... and then came back.

Apparently, or so Bogart told her, she must have caught some of the blood change during the birth that caused her to be reborn after dieing in an car accident. Her first times were brutal and bloody, just like it is for all members of her Undead family as she came to know later.

When the Elders became aware of the existence of a stray child, she was hunted and that's when she discovered that she did have a certain talent for sculpting flesh,and set about perfecting her craft. She gained a reputation due to her particular craft, the Sculptress, the Elders and the Royal House clans called her.
Eventually, an older vampire got hold of her and left her to die a second time however it was then that her vampire classical story ended... and not in ashes.

Once the old vampire left her, the scent of blood caught the attention of a wolf and in this state of near death she was welcomed by a pack. In their care, she learned about herself and about principles no one had ever bothered to teach her. She learned about unity and family with them and at the same time gained much of the hatred they had for her own kind.

So, you see when Eleannor, her mother, came looking for her it wasn't a warm welcome that was expecting her. The wars between the wolves and vampires have existed for centuries and although Khira was an exception, a bastard daughter of a Royal Vampire house like her mother was not as happily welcomed. She was treated as a spy, tortured and bled. Eventually she got away, Khira never fully understood how but she did.

Ironically, the time came for the reverse to happen - Khira in search of her mother. The differences between the wolves and her grew more and more as years gone by and her needs as a vampire separated them.
Bogart, the wolf that rescued her that night, told her she must claim her heritage and learn the extent of her power. He send her off with a hug and she felt alone again...

After a few months she made it to a city run by an Elder woman of no Royal blood, she heard of her poise and ruling and became curious. It happened that her instinct guided her correctly, her mother had been there not long before she arrived. She met a strange vampire there.

He claimed to have loved her mother and that she never returned her feelings for him although she shared her bed with him, but he didn't seem very reasonable...
Soon after discussing her mother, he started to sweet-talk her and it became obvious to Khira that this Frederick clearly had some unfinished business with her mother and was trying to project it on to her.
Fool...

-image: Young Vampire - Vieux River - Uberwald by Fayte Devious - Glimpses of Discworld - An Assassin's Perspective

Longings and loathings - Chapter 2

Days go by without any sense...


The feeling of an unaccomplished life takes its toll on me, imagining a more improved me, a more improved life, a more improved man or any man for what matters.


Every office day looking to the other perfect dolls while having to sit on my shell...
It's so easy to delude myself that eventually I manage to overcome every day.
It's quite easy to get a man for an evening of casual sex however one does start to long for something more and when I realize there is nothing more... well, I pull back.


- Coffee miss?


Would it be wrong if I really replied how went through my mind at that time? That lean muscular body would make wonders in my bed. But all I did was nod and watch that cute ass move away to a table full of under 20 girls.
What a waste...


Some days go better then the usual and eventually someone will sit at my table with a teasing smile and looks to kill. I have my defects but I'm attractive all the same and eventually I'll take someone home to pet for a while.


Once I even took a girl... Bad idea, all that got me was pestering notes and texts.


Last night I touched myself thinkin on how you got me worked up on our little rendez-vous the other day...


Those would be great, if they came from a man. Not that I didn't enjoy the little rendez-vous but I love to feel a swollen pulsating shaft inside me. Making my whole body shiver as it'd penetrate my core... the sound of flesh pounding flesh, his balls smacking my ass as he'd fuck me hard.

By the end of my thoughts I will probably end up alone in my bed touching myself but nevertheless I will have my release and my man-free orgasm.


But then... every now and then I forget all my unfulfilled desires and start to live up and whine less.
Just like it should be.