The Wedding Guest

Michael stared out through the flute across the veranda into the darkness.
Behind him his mistress purred with anticipation as she led the unresisting young woman down the entry and into the skeleton in the cupboard lair of her bedchamber, where, if the flame of ravishing hunger illuminating her gloom eyes gave articulation to her real intentions, her victim would almost immediately be totally consumed in the wild fires of unnatural desire.
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This had been his birthday bestow to her but he could not prevent a cold quiver as the entry closed and he contemplated her probable destiny. Knowing Angel as he did, being sensitive of the volcano of prehistoric lust buried deep beneath that unruffled countenance and having witnessed her awe-inspiring power on the singular occasions that it was unleashed; he doubted if the charmed and bemused sacrifice would carry on the night. That the undergo was going to be a challenge to both his independence and his sanity he had no question. His mistress had tested him often and on each occasion he had been brought almost to the purpose of final unconsciousness before he gained his relief. But perhaps that was the whole top of their relationship, even oblivion was her gift to hold back or allow as she willed. He twisted to face into the scope and listened.
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He grinned as he recognised the warning pull. So this was how they attracted their victims, an spotless sound with an overtone of devious promises.
Well I can take part in these games as well as you and I have been promised much entertainment in your set. Amused at the theory, he walked gently through the entry into the dining opportunity with its ramparts lined with dramatic films alternating with full-length mirrors. This was where the trap would be set and the search for begun. He would get on to them come to him.
The noiseless from the enhancing wall lamps unhurriedly dimmed and the clever scent of musk and roses assailed his nostrils as the first of the two sirens stepped sympathetically out of the mirror at the far away end of the opportunity.
Totally naked except for the silver bangles at wrist and ankle, she floated towards him, her tiny feet production no sound on the smooth floor. Her rule was bent to one side as she peered warily at him through the accumulation of long black mane which cascaded around her slim shoulders.
Yet this was no creature female. The eyes were now hard and fast on his, the emerald irids flecked with silver, surrounding portly black pupils cut vertically like those of a cat.
Closer she came and Michael felt the small hairs at the nape of his narrow part rise up in delicious anticipation as she unhurriedly stretched out her furnish and let her delicate fingers explore where they grew before touching slowly to touch the lobe of his ear. He leant bold in the take the chair to capture her minor hands and tie her to him but she was like a wraith, slipping though his eager fingers, her soft laugh teasing his senses into arousal and frustration.
She paused by the adjoining mirror, moulding her thin curves to the edge of the blonde frame, winding her limbs around the tower of strength in a suggestive embrace, all the while capturing his gaze with her inviting stare. As he approached she seized out her supply and let it be in use in his grasp, then with a quick-thinking backward step she pulled him though the glass into that other world that was her back home, letting him be as long as into her arms as the ensnare was completed by her sister who, seizing him around the waist from behind, with backtalk agape struck entrenched into his throat with her needle resembling fangs.
He tried to cry out in alarm and pain, but his temptress sealed his lips with her own, the long pink tongue burrowing entrenched into his throat in pursuit of his living essence.
He drifted in and out of consciousness, a foreign erotic lethargy compelling him down into a world of lascivious metaphors enhanced by the constantly shifting winding touch of their bodies in performance incessantly against his flesh as they took luxurious pleasure in their reward.
And as they drank he became one with them, their dull satiated thoughts sliding into his head, their knowledge and sensation becoming one with his. They in yield took him into themselves so that in that stretched knot of devouring, all joint all with each. And each was to the top with wonder at the another found experience.
For they, veteran hunters of the dark and old as instance itself, had never before full as a prize one such as he, still mortal yet distorted by power and manufacture to something more, a marauder more akin to his captors than outer shell told, yet blissful and content to lie down in their arms, as though knowing that they would only go so far away in their craving, enjoying their draining of his juices, exalting with them as they fed.
Now as one with them, Michael enjoyed these intimate attentions as every part of him was treasured in this intimate caring, he in his focus paying homage to the delicate flesh and quiet silky skin with his own skilful ministrations.
A altered hunger began to occur upon him as the delicate touch a chord of mouths and hands beguiled his senses. They too knew his excitement and answered with their own excitement, warm lascivious belief drifting from one to the other as they enthused slowly in an erotic dance of lust.
Sharing sensation, each and every ask and fantasy was fondly translated into raid, the moving flesh exploring each delicious feature of arousal, lingering caresses thrilling the straining bodies as they sought to reach and share in the promised pleasure.

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