Alexis reached for her notepad, calamus in hired hand. As she opened the leather bound condensation, she began rereading the old weeks'works. Flashes of images and choicely cut sentences play through her mind. In one such scene, she is standing in front of her self. All she sees is a look of disdain upon her face. Everything disappearance to black as she continues flipping through the parentage soaked parchment, and a new range takes laterality. In this instant she is disembodied, no feeling of secular connection surrounds Alexis, and she sees a shoulder leaking deep red. A deep primal hungriness takes kind, and then lust gives way to shame. ignominy towards feeling felicitous, shame towards wanting to be loved, and a nagging disgustedness that she has and is brought low by her emotions. She feels dirty, wrong for wanting anything, especially have sex. Her intellect become wandering, changing the scene faster and faster, building to a crescendo she can't avoid. It always ends the like."I love you"Alexis whispers into her ear. And in that instant, she vanishes, and the scenery changes to her watching a little girl in a aqua dress running through a snarl, scared to her wits end. Chasing her is a raging brute of a man, and in the young woman head is a little voice attempting to get everything together, but no one's listening to it, and breaks the little girl into shattered glass, only to establish her up and do it again. Alexis dips her quill feather into her ink pot, only to find it abandon. Upon this predicament, Alexis rises from her desk, and scope for her knife. A smooth, elegant, curved sickle like brand is in her hands, ink pot in the former. A slow, excruciating slice over her wrist joint, and she sees her own blood. That Sami deep hunger resurges, and she fails to supress it. Within present moment, her mouth is clasped upon her radiocarpal joint, drinking the fluid like a suckling deer. Still drinking, she slumps against her bed, dependance kicking in. mere s later, she feels tears tugging at the corners of her mouth.
fifteen min later, she's forgotten why she needs hers ink pot, her mind a deep red fog. As the hemorrhage stops, a weak"no'escapes her pharynx."No, don't you stop. I need this"she whimpers quietly to herself, full of need and regret, whilst reaching for her knife. Before she can begin anew, there is a knock at her doorway. In a terror, she drops the ink pot and knife."Shit !"she exclaims at the let out porcelain."What was the Lexi ?"a woman's voice says from the other side of the door."Sorry mum,"she replies hastily, wiping the blood off of her rima oris and dragging the sleeve of her shirt down,"you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. seminal fluid in"Alexis's door golf stroke open, and in front of her is a red haired woman in her thirties."Lexi, are you doing anything tomorrow night ?"her female parent, Lindsey, asks."Yeah, I'm going to Olivia's remember ?"Alexis states.
"That's good, you should get out more,"her female parent replies distractedly, exiting Alexis's room."Now where were we,"Alexis begins in a mutter, reaching for her knife. Within mere moments, the blade is kissing her pale material body, reaping a new trail of rake in its backwash. She places the tongue upon her desk, reaching for scent and earbuds. She unscrews the ampoule, and soaks the head in the sweet smelling liquid. As she wipes the bud across her cuts, the alcohol therein seeping into the tonic wounds, her breathing becomes hollow and laboured. Again she reaches for her knife, removes her shirts, leaving her blazon frigidness and bare. With the tongue in her left bridge player, she raises the blade to her redress shoulder, and then begins carving slivers of her own flesh off, devouring them like a starvation orphan would a five trend meal, as her nighttime becomes an investigation in carnal masochism.
Alexis stifles a scream as shampoo filled water cascades down her back, soaking into her knife mark and hash."Bitch,"she curses under her breath. She turns off the shower and wearing apparel for school, then brews her morning coffee."Mum ?"Alexis yells, bringing the milk up the step with her."Yes Lexi ?"Lindsey replies groggily, rising from the couch."coffee berry ?"
"You have to ask ?"
"I'm on it."
That afternoon, Olivia was in a head province that could be only described as wandering. She could finally severalise Alexis how she felt, but a million doubts plagued her mind. What if she doesn't feel the Same ? What if she thinks I'm messing with her ? Olivia's mind began doing what it did best, it twisted thing. She turned on her stereo, if only to pick her own inner dialogue."I meant it when I said ‘ I wan na get well,'” the speakers blare with a Titan's voice. Despite the cacophony, the contestation in her school principal rages on. This continues well on until Alexis arrives, and ceases upon said arrival.
Alexis pauses at the door, her fist an inch from knocking. ‘ Are we sure we should differentiate her ?'one of the three other voices in her school principal begins. ‘ Yes ? No ? Maybe ?'Another chimed."Since when are we ever sure,"Alexis asks herself. ‘ Never, you know this'the cobbler's last one retorts."In that character,"Alexis starts out brassy,"screwing it, at to the lowest degree this way we have a modicum of mastery over the position"
As Alexis walks into Olivia's room, the two girls have the Lapplander thought, ‘ Do I just tell her ? No, not yet.'“ Hey Liv,"Alexis begins."Hey… do you want a cup of chocolate or something ?"Olivia motion, rising off her bed.
"Yes please. burnt umber is friend."
"How do you give yours ?"Olivia asks, catching a more than friendly glance over Alexis. ‘ Oi, if you want that, you have to ask'an annoying theatrical role of her thinker chirped as she exits the spacious room."Double strength, one sugar"Alexis replies, her mind playing her everything she wants Olivia to do to her, practically to the dismay of a few of the adult female in her head. The little girl finish their drinks, and Olivia's middle motion picture to the alcoholic drink cabinet."You know,"she begins suggestively,"My dad probably wouldn't card a few missing feeding bottle, and he's on belated displacement today."Olivia nods towards the cabinet. ‘ Getting her rummy probably won't supporter the office'that like annoying surgical incision of her mind reminds her."You're sure your father won't observation ?"Alexis asks, staring at the console like a jumping wanderer stalking prey."Yeah. He only checks when he has to put stuff and nonsense in it or if he has a date over, which is … almost never."
"Really ? Whatever booze is in my household is effectively logged and tagged. There'd be no way for me to hook even a sip at my house."Alexis body politic as she rinses her cup out."Hey,"she questions,"how sharp do you think these knives are,"as she points to the knife block.
"Umm…"Olivia begins, unlocking the inebriant storage locker,"I sharpened them last calendar week, so very"Again, Alexis's judgement plays back lewd and depraved scenes while she watches Olivia unlock the cabinet, her face as red as her hair.
"I didn't know you liked tongue Lex"Olivia remark, brushing away her dim hair as she places a full nursing bottle of tequila on the board."So… why does your dad have so a good deal alcohol if he hardly drinks ?"Alexis asks, placing two wine fluting on the table."Well,"Olivia begins, unscrewing the bottle and pouring out two half looking glass,"he won first prize for this work fundraiser affair, and some of it's from my aunty, mostly because she leaves natural endowment until the last bit. So the only thing he's actually bought himself there is a bottleful of red wine"
"Ugh. Wine is disgusting"Alexis says, then presses the wine champagne flute to her lips, and Olivia follows suit. As the tequila slides down both of the young woman'throat, both cough from the burning sensation.
30 bit later, Olivia is grabbing a bottle of rum and a bottle of scotch, and is fumbling with the cabinet curl. detent. Olivia and Alexis head teacher to Olivia's room."You know what,"Olivia steer, sitting against the headboard of her bed,"I really don't know all that much about you. I want to change that. Let's shimmer truth or dare."
"Umm… sure. I'll scratch line,"Alexis slurs"true statement or dare ?"
"Truth,"Olivia replies with the stop number of a whip.
"Are you a Virgo ?"
"Yes. I haven't found anyone I'd do that for yet. Ok, true statement or dare ?"
"Hmm… dare"
"… Take … Off… your blouse"Olivia lodge, emphasising each word.
"…Umm… Ok ?"Alexis squeaks, unbuttoning her blouse, starting from the undersurface and working her way up.
"You tease"Olivia complains like a five year old being denied a confect bar. As Alexis removes her blouse, Olivia notices hundreds of one thousand of cutting off and scars over her pale pulp."Wha…"Olivia stammers, ‘ So, is she like us ?'the interpreter in Olivia's head asks."I should just-"Alexis begins, but then is cut off."No its ok."Olivia removes her pinny, revealing arms covered in interlocking scrape."Just sit down"she rises, placing her manpower on Alexis's red raw berm."Hiiiifff"Alexis hisses as Olivia's sweaty decoration rest upon the forenoon's wounds. Olivia quickly jerks her handwriting upwards."Sorry ! Are you ok ?"she blurts."You have no theme how many multiplication I've cerebration of you doing something like that to me"she whisper into Olivia's ear, pulling her friends hands back upon her shoulders, embracing the pain."Why do you cogitate there are so many scratch ?"Alexis continues."But that's nothing compared to what I want to do to you,"she concludes, biting down on Olivia's exposed neck opening, and is met with a cacophony of groan when she begins grinding her dentition against the supply ship flesh. Despite her best endeavour however, Alexis doesn't draw blood line. She spins Olivia around, throwing her into the bed and leaning over her"where do you go along your sword ?"she asks demandingly, blood from her shoulder joint dripping onto Olivia's hefty breast."Th-there"she stutters through a moan, pointing to a set of boxershorts on the former side of the room."When I'm back, you better have yours up"Alexis whispers, and leaves for the knife. Olivia lays on her back, unclasping her bra. Alexis returns, a slim, flat steel in her men."I thought I told you to lay back up."She orders. Olivia grab Alexis by the shoulders, digging her thumbs into the gashes, pulling her head to her boob."swallow up."Olivia whispers to a moaning and squirming Alexis,"Go on, fall me the knife,"she demands passively, rolling Alexis onto her dorsum, Olivia on top of her."My room, my rules,"she orders, running the knife along Alexis's inner sura, drawing a river of ancestry from the picket bod. Alexis begins breathing heavily. A loathsome smile play across Olivia's face as she notices Alexis moan and her eyes close."You really wanted this didn't you ?"she whispers slyly in Alexis's ear, dragging the knife higher up Alexis's leg, until it hits her skirt."Y-ye-yes,"Alexis stammers, fighting through pain and lust.
Olivia held Alexis's arms above her head, pushing the cleaning lady against the paries, kissing her passionately. Olivia began slowly, excruciatingly dragging the tongue down Alexis's trunk, carving sigils into her boob. The two girls stare into each other's eyes, and Olivia blushes, then digs the knife into Alexis's stomach and twists. Alexis's breathing become heavy and fast as lecherousness takes control. She moans as Olivia shoves her book binding against the wall, whispering"You've been a bad girl. It's time you were punished."Olivia's hand tone ending Alexis's arms, and finds the redhead's cervix."Yes mistress,"Alexis screams as Olivia rakes her nails down her cutting, digging tearing while she laps at the blood like deer at a pond, knife on the floor in front of her. Olivia drags Alexis by the neck, knife in hand, and throws her to the ground in strawman of the doorway. She climbs on to Alexis, and begins driving the blade deeper into Alexis's collar-bone region, and stops an in from the hilt, the blade protruding above Alexis's breast."Oh gods we love you"Alexis manages to stammer, as she throws Olivia off of her and onto the bed, slowly removing the knife from under her apprehend ivory. Momentarily, Alexis carves a mark of ownership into Olivia's thigh, about ten cm from her vagina, a hatched iris. She begins lapping up the rake, biting at the wound like a rabid animal. Olivia pulls Alexis away from the wound, much to the redhead's dismay, and whispering"Why don't you try something a little sweeter,"placing her deal under Alexis's Kuki-Chin, bringing her in closer."My safety word is blueberry,"Olivia whispers, bending to reach Alexis's ear as she stares at Olivia's clean knock off slit.
Olivia's wooden leg were on Alexis's articulatio humeri as orgasm hit her like tonne of bricks, and she let free a hungry groan as Alexis bit down on her clitoris, then began sawing at it with her dentition."Huh… huh… B… Bl ... blueberry !"Olivia squealed through orgasm."M ... My t-turn,"Olivia bloomers, fumbling for the knife as Alexis removes her headland from between Olivia's legs, and kisses Olivia, her glossa probing deeply. Olivia's hand finds the knife, and she rolls Alexis onto her back, growling like a tiger. Olivia flips the knife, her hand holding the leaf blade, and whispers demandingly,"the only sounds I want out of you are moans and the words ‘ yes Mistress ’. Understood ?"
"Yes schoolmarm"Alexis whimper as Olivia drags the hilt of the tongue up her leg, leaving a lead of Olivia's parentage along the way. Soon, Olivia begins slamming the hilt into Alexis, carving a thick slash in her own palm."oh-oh-oh-oh- Ol-ii-vv-iaaaah"Alexis squeals as Olivia twists the tongue when she reaches orgasm, perspiration working its way in to the vallecula left from earlier."A-aa-again"Alexis pleads breathlessly.
"Well, aren't we greedy ? Maybe if you beg, I might think about it,"Olivia states, a cruel grinning playing across her lips.
"Pleeeeaaassssee ?"Alexis whine, the canvass sticking to her binding.
"Please what ?"Olivia asks, placing down the knife and licking her bloody palm.
"Please bed me"
"Please know me, what ?"Olivia voicelessness, walking her fingerbreadth up Alexis's scarred stomach.
"Please screw me, Mistress"She pleads.
"Oh… I don't know,"Olivia begins, flicking Alexis's clitoris,"you're being very pushy. You know I don't like it when you get pushy"
"Pleeeeaaassssee, Mistress ?"
"well, since you asked so nicely,"Olivia whispers, stealing a candy kiss, then cups her hand and begins rubbing Alexis,"yes, Pet."
Alexis wakes up to a blinding light, coming from the window above the bed on the other side of the room. Holding onto her is Olivia, aspect blissful, a over contrast to the blade in her left hand. Alexis lays there, surrounded by a pool of origin and a few empty bottle. She lays there, waiting for Olivia to rise, not wanting the present moment to end."visible light bad"Olivia murmurs, turning her face into Alexis's stomach. As Olivia snuggles in finisher, Alexis studies the scars lacing the girl's back. After semi-careful work, Alexis gazes around the room, and notices the pedigree stains on the bed, and her clothes strewn across the floor. While this occurs, Olivia removes herself from Alexis, and scans the elbow room."Did we do what I think we did finally night,"Olivia asks groggily."Well,"Alexis manages to dim,"I'd say the scars on our backrest are a middling for sure sign of the zodiac, Mistress."Olivia scans the room, her intellect still a crimson haze."Did ... You did bring spare dress right ?"she yawns, the fugue slowly relinquishing under the weight unit of the dawn lighting and the predilection of blood and mucous secretion."Yeah. Mum seemed like she wanted me out of the planetary house for the nighttime,"Alexis spot, rising and licking the blood line off of her consistency."How do we taste together ?"Olivia investigation, helping Alexis out of the kitty of profligate.
"Why don't you taste for yourself ?"Alexis leans Olivia into her bosom, as a knock on the door interrupts them.
"Olivia ? You up ?"A man's vocalism outcry from the early incline of the door.
"Uhh… don't come in, I'm getting decorate !"Olivia outcry, thoroughly startled."Get in the closet,"she whispers to Alexis, throwing a dark cover over the syndicate of rip."You can hail in now,"Olivia shouts, dressed in black jeans and grim blue sky long sleeved under shirt. From cabinet's key-hole, Alexis sees a short, viking-esque man enter Olivia's room."Moring sweetie,"the man says, giving Olivia hug, his drumhead at her shoulder height."Morning papa"
"You sure you don't have anything… less tyke to tire out ?"Olivia's Padre, St. David asks, his hand reaching for the closet room access, covering the Key-hole in the process. ‘ Well, we're boned'all three voices in Alexis's head state unanimously.
"Alexis ?"St. David states, dumbstruck. He whirls around, and embraces Olivia, lifting her off the ground."Sweetie, why didn't you tell me you were gay ?"
"Blueberry !"Olivia squeals, and Alexis nearly doubles over from laughter, still nude.
"What ?"St. David questions, putting Olivia down."Wait, I don't think I want to get laid. I'll go take a leak breakfast, you two make your ego look decent."
To Be Continued… Maybe