Alexis reached for her notepad, quill in helping hand. As she opened the leather bound capsule, she began rereading the previous hebdomad'deeds. Flashes of persona and choicely cut condemnation play through her judgement. In one such tantrum, she is standing in front of her self. All she sees is a look of disdain upon her brass. Everything fades to black as she continues flipping through the bloodline soaked parchment, and a new image takes control. In this moment she is disembodied, no feeling of temporal connection surrounds Alexis, and she sees a berm leaking deep red. A deep primal hunger takes form, and then famish gives way to dishonor. shame towards feeling happy, shame towards wanting to be loved, and a nagging disgustedness that she has and is brought low by her emotions. She feels dirty, unseasonable for wanting anything, especially have a go at it. Her mind become erratic, changing the scene faster and faster, building to a crescendo she can't avoid. It always ends the same."I love you"Alexis rustle into her ear. And in that second, she vanishes, and the scene changes to her watching a lilliputian lady friend in a greenish blue wearing apparel running through a maze, scared to her wits end. Chasing her is a raging wildcat of a man, and in the female child mind is a little voice attempting to get everything together, but no one's listening to it, and breaks the little girl into shatter meth, only to progress her up and do it again. Alexis dips her pinion into her ink pot, only to find it empty. Upon this predicament, Alexis rises from her desk, and reaches for her knife. A smooth, elegant, curved sickle like blade is in her men, ink pot in the other. A slow, excruciating fade over her wrists, and she sees her own blood. That same bass hunger resurges, and she fails to supress it. Within moments, her mouth is clasped upon her wrist, drinking the fluid like a suckling deer. Still drinking, she slumps against her bed, habituation kicking in. mere seconds later, she feels weeping tugging at the corners of her mouth.
Fifteen arcminute later, she's forgotten why she needs hers ink pot, her mind a crimson haze. As the bleeding stops, a unaccented"no'escapes her throat."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 commence anew, there is a knock at her door. In a panic, she drops the ink pot and knife."asshole !"she exclaims at the broken porcelain."What was the Lexi ?"a cleaning lady's voice says from the former face of the threshold."Sorry mum,"she replies hastily, wiping the blood off of her oral cavity and dragging the sleeve of her shirt down,"you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. seminal fluid in"Alexis's door swinging open, and in front of her is a red hairy charwoman in her thirties."Lexi, are you doing anything tomorrow night ?"her mother, Lindsey, asks."Yeah, I'm going to Olivia's remember ?"Alexis states.
"That's good, you should get out more,"her mother replies distractedly, exiting Alexis's room."Now where were we,"Alexis begins in a mussitate, reaching for her knife. Within mere bit, the blade is kissing her picket figure, reaping a new lead of blood in its wake. She places the knife upon her desk, reaching for perfume and earbuds. She unscrews the phial, and soaks the headspring in the sweet smelling liquidity. As she wipes the bud across her swing, the intoxicant therein seeping into the fresh wounds, her breathing becomes hollow and laboured. Again she reaches for her knife, removes her shirts, leaving her subdivision cold and bare. With the tongue in her go forth hand, she raises the blade to her powerful berm, and then begins carving paring of her own human body off, devouring them like a starvation orphan would a five course of action meal, as her night becomes an investigation in carnal masochism.
Alexis stifles a scream as shampoo filled water Cascade Mountains down her binding, soaking into her tongue fall guy and haschisch."Bitch,"she curses under her breath. She turns off the shower and dress for school, then brews her morning coffee."Mum ?"Alexis yell, bringing the milk up the stair with her."Yes Lexi ?"Lindsey reply groggily, rising from the couch."umber ?"
"You have to ask ?"
"I'm on it."
That afternoon, Olivia was in a mind state that could be only described as wandering. She could finally tell Alexis how she felt, but a million doubt plagued her mind. What if she doesn't feel the Saame ? What if she thinks I'm messing with her ? Olivia's mind began doing what it did best, it twisted things. She turned on her stereo, if only to cull her own inner dialog."I meant it when I said ‘ I wan na get well,'” the loudspeaker blare with a giant's vocalism. Despite the clamor, the argument in her head 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 for sure we should say her ?'one of the three other voices in her head teacher begins. ‘ Yes ? No ? Maybe ?'Another chimed."Since when are we ever sure,"Alexis asks herself. ‘ Never, you know this'the end one comeback."In that case,"Alexis starts out garish,"Fuck it, at least this way we have a modicum of control over the situation"
As Alexis walks into Olivia's elbow room, the two girls have the same cerebration, ‘ Do I just tell her ? No, not yet.'“ Hey Liv,"Alexis begins."Hey… do you require a cup of coffee or something ?"Olivia query, rising off her bed.
"Yes please. coffee bean is friend."
"How do you give yours ?"Olivia asks, catching a more than favorable coup d'oeil over Alexis. ‘ Oi, if you want that, you have to ask'an annoying part of her thinker chirped as she exits the spacious room."Double intensity, one boodle"Alexis replies, her mind playing her everything she wants Olivia to do to her, much to the dismay of a few of the women in her head. The girls finish their drinks, and Olivia's oculus flick to the alcohol cabinet."You know,"she begins suggestively,"My dad probably wouldn't notification a few missing feeding bottle, and he's on late shift today."Olivia nods towards the cabinet. ‘ Getting her rummy probably won't help the situation'that same annoying section of her mind reminds her."You're sure your father won't notice ?"Alexis asks, staring at the cabinet like a jumping spider stalking prey."Yeah. He only checks when he has to put clobber in it or if he has a date over, which is … almost never."
"Really ? Whatever booze is in my business firm is effectively logged and tagged. There'd be no way for me to sneak even a sip at my house."Alexis states as she rinses her cup out."Hey,"she questions,"how sharp do you cogitate these knife are,"as she points to the knife block.
"Umm…"Olivia begins, unlocking the alcohol cabinet,"I sharpened them finale week, so very"Again, Alexis's creative thinker gaming back lewd and depraved setting while she watches Olivia unlock the cabinet, her face as red as her hair.
"I didn't know you liked knife Lex"Olivia remarks, brushing away her blacken hair as she places a full nursing bottle of tequila on the table."So… why does your dad have so much alcohol if he hardly drinks ?"Alexis asks, placing two wine flute on the tabular array."Well,"Olivia begins, unscrewing the feeding bottle and pouring out two one-half glasses,"he won first prize for this work fundraiser affair, and some of it's from my auntie, mostly because she leaves gifts until the endure minute. So the only if thing he's actually bought himself there is a feeding bottle of red wine"
"Ugh. wine-colored is disgusting"Alexis says, then presses the wine flute glass to her lip, and Olivia follows suit. As the tequila slides down both of the girls'throats, both cough from the burning sensation.
30 hour later, Olivia is grabbing a bottle of rum and a bottleful of scotch, and is fumbling with the cabinet lock. detent. Olivia and Alexis head to Olivia's elbow room."You know what,"Olivia breath, sitting against the headboard of her bed,"I really don't know all that much about you. I want to alter that. Let's play truth or dare."
"Umm… sure. I'll start,"Alexis slurs"verity or dare ?"
"Sojourner Truth,"Olivia replies with the speed of a whip.
"Are you a Virgo ?"
"Yes. I haven't found anyone I'd do that for yet. Ok, Sojourner Truth or dare ?"
"Hmm… Dare"
"… issue … Off… your blouse"Olivia lodge, emphasising each word.
"…Umm… Ok ?"Alexis close call, unbuttoning her blouse, starting from the hindquarters and working her way up.
"You tease"Olivia complains like a five twelvemonth old being denied a candy bar. As Alexis removes her blouse, Olivia notices 100 of thousands of deletion and scars over her pale flesh."Wha…"Olivia stammer, ‘ So, is she like us ?'the voice in Olivia's caput asks."I should just-"Alexis begins, but then is cut off."No its ok."Olivia removes her jumper, revealing coat of arms covered in interlocking scratch."Just sit down"she rises, placing her hands on Alexis's red raw shoulders."Hiiiifff"Alexis hisses as Olivia's sweaty palms rest upon the morning's lesion. Olivia quickly jerks her hands upwards."Sorry ! Are you ok ?"she blurts."You have no idea how many times I've thought of you doing something like that to me"she whispers into Olivia's ear, pulling her Quaker hands back upon her shoulders, embracing the pain."Why do you think there are so many scars ?"Alexis continues."But that's zip compared to what I want to do to you,"she concludes, biting down on Olivia's exposed neck, and is met with a cacophony of moans when she begins grinding her teeth against the tender physique. Despite her full crusade however, Alexis doesn't draw blood. She spins Olivia around, throwing her into the bed and leaning over her"where do you keep your leaf blade ?"she asks demandingly, stemma from her berm dripping onto Olivia's sizeable breasts."Th-there"she stutters through a groan, pointing to a set of drawer on the other 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 yield, a thin, straight sword in her handwriting."I thought I told you to lay back up."She lodge. Olivia grabs Alexis by the shoulders, digging her thumbs into the gashes, pulling her forefront to her breasts."Drink up."Olivia whisper to a moaning and squirming Alexis,"Go on, pass me the tongue,"she demands passively, rolling Alexis onto her back, Olivia on top of her."My room, my rules,"she fiat, running the knife along Alexis's interior calf, drawing a river of rip from the sick shape. Alexis begins breathing heavily. A skanky smile frolic across Olivia's nerve 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 tongue higher up Alexis's leg, until it hits her skirt."Y-ye-yes,"Alexis stammers, fighting through annoyance and lust.
Olivia held Alexis's arms above her question, pushing the woman against the paries, kissing her passionately. Olivia began slowly, excruciatingly dragging the knife down Alexis's body, carving sigils into her breasts. The two lady friend stare into each former's centre, and Olivia rosiness, then digs the tongue into Alexis's venter and twists. Alexis's breathing become heavy and fast as luxuria takes control. She moans as Olivia shoves her cover against the wall, whispering"You've been a bad miss. It's sentence you were punished."Olivia's bridge player releases Alexis's arm, and finds the redhead's neck."Yes fancy woman,"Alexis screams as Olivia rakes her nails down her cuts, digging tearing while she laps at the roue like deer at a pond, knife on the floor in front of her. Olivia drags Alexis by the cervix, tongue in manus, and throws her to the background in front man of the door. She climbs on to Alexis, and begins driving the sword deeper into Alexis's collar-bone region, and stops an inch from the hilt, the blade protruding above Alexis's breast."Oh gods we love you"Alexis manages to falter, as she throws Olivia off of her and onto the bed, slowly removing the knife from under her nab bone. Momentarily, Alexis carves a stain of ownership into Olivia's thigh, about ten centimetres from her vagina, a hatched sword lily. She begins lapping up the pedigree, biting at the lesion like a rabid creature. Olivia pulls Alexis away from the wounding, much to the red-header's discouragement, and rustle"Why don't you try something a little sweeter,"placing her hand under Alexis's chin, bringing her in closer."My safety word is blueberry,"Olivia whispers, bending to hit Alexis's ear as she stares at Olivia's clean house plane kitty-cat.
Olivia's legs were on Alexis's shoulders as orgasm hit her ilk t of bricks, and she let let loose a thirsty groan as Alexis bit down on her clit, then began sawing at it with her teeth."Huh… huh… B… Bl ... blueberry !"Olivia squealed through orgasm."M ... My t-turn,"Olivia pants, fumbling for the knife as Alexis removes her head word from between Olivia's legs, and kisses Olivia, her tongue probing deeply. Olivia's hired hand finds the knife, and she rolls Alexis onto her back, growling like a tiger. Olivia flips the knife, her script holding the blade, and whisper demandingly,"the only sounds I want out of you are moan and the news ‘ yes schoolmarm ’. Understood ?"
"Yes schoolmistress"Alexis whimpers as Olivia drags the hilt of the knife up her leg, leaving a lead of Olivia's blood along the way. Soon, Olivia begins slamming the hilt into Alexis, carving a deep slash in her own palm."oh-oh-oh-oh- Ol-ii-vv-iaaaah"Alexis squeals as Olivia twists the knife when she reaches orgasm, fret working its way in to the grooves left from earlier."A-aa-again"Alexis pleads breathlessly.
"wellspring, aren't we greedy ? Maybe if you beg, I might think about it,"Olivia res publica, a cruel smile playing across her lips.
"Pleeeeaaassssee ?"Alexis whimper, the sheets sticking to her rear.
"Please what ?"Olivia asks, placing down the knife and licking her bloody palm.
"Please fuck me"
"Please fuck me, what ?"Olivia whispers, walking her fingerbreadth up Alexis's scarred stomach.
"Please have sex 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 whispering, stealing a 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 former slope of the room. Holding onto her is Olivia, face blissful, a fill out contrast to the blade in her leftfield hand. Alexis lays there, surrounded by a pool of blood and a few evacuate bottle. She lays there, waiting for Olivia to turn out, not wanting the moment to end."Light bad"Olivia murmurs, turning her face into Alexis's breadbasket. As Olivia snuggle in finisher, Alexis studies the scratch lacing the girlfriend's back. After semi-careful study, Alexis gazes around the room, and notices the blood blot 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 last night,"Olivia asks groggily."Well,"Alexis manages to slur,"I'd say the mark on our backs are a pretty indisputable mansion, Mistress."Olivia scans the room, her mind still a deep red fog."Did ... You did bring spare clothes right ?"she yawns, the fugue slowly relinquishing under the exercising weight of the morning Light Within and the tastes of blood line and mucus."Yeah. Mum seemed like she wanted me out of the business firm for the night,"Alexis spot, rising and licking the blood line off of her body."How do we taste together ?"Olivia probes, helping Alexis out of the pool of ancestry.
"Why don't you taste for yourself ?"Alexis leans Olivia into her bosom, as a knocking on the door interrupts them.
"Olivia ? You up ?"A man's voice calls from the other side of the door.
"Uhh… don't come in, I'm getting garnish !"Olivia call, thoroughly startled."Get in the closet,"she whispers to Alexis, throwing a black cover over the consortium of blood."You can come up in now,"Olivia shouts, dressed in black jeans and dark blue long sleeved under shirt. From cabinet's key-hole, Alexis sees a abruptly, viking-esque man enter Olivia's elbow room."Moring truelove,"the man says, giving Olivia hug, his head at her shoulder meridian."break of day daddy"
"You sure you don't have anything… less tike to wear ?"Olivia's male parent, David asks, his hired man reaching for the closet door, covering the Key-hole in the summons. ‘ Well, we're boned'all three voices in Alexis's head nation unanimously.
"Alexis ?"David commonwealth, dumbstruck. He whirls around, and embraces Olivia, lifting her off the ground."truelove, why didn't you tell me you were gay ?"
"blueberry bush !"Olivia squeals, and Alexis nearly doubles over from laughter, still nude.
"What ?"David motion, putting Olivia down."Wait, I don't think I want to have a go at it. I'll go earn breakfast, you two make water your self look decent."
To Be Continued… Maybe