Alexis reached for her notepad, quill in mitt. As she opened the leather bound capsule, she began rereading the previous weeks'kit and caboodle. Flashes of images and choicely cut conviction play through her judgment. In one such conniption, she is standing in forepart of her self. All she sees is a flavour of disdain upon her face. Everything fades to black as she continues flipping through the pedigree soaked parchment, and a new image takes dominance. In this minute she is disembodied, no feeling of worldly connection environment Alexis, and she sees a berm leaking deep red. A deep primal hunger takes form, and then thirstiness 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, untimely for wanting anything, especially love. Her mind become planetary, changing the scene faster and faster, building to a crescendo she can't avoid. It always ends the same."I love you"Alexis whispers into her ear. And in that moment, she vanishes, and the aspect alteration to her watching a little young lady in a peacock blue dress running through a maze, scared to her wits end. Chasing her is a raging fauna of a man, and in the girls mind is a little phonation attempting to get everything together, but no one's listening to it, and breaks the footling girl into shattered drinking glass, only to build her up and do it again. Alexis dips her pinion into her ink pot, only to observe it empty-bellied. Upon this predicament, Alexis rises from her desk, and range for her tongue. A smooth, elegant, curved sickle like sword is in her hands, ink pot in the former. A behind, excruciating slice over her wrists, and she sees her own lineage. That same deep hungriness resurges, and she fails to supress it. Within import, her back talk is clasped upon her wrist, drinking the fluid like a suckling deer. Still drinking, she slumps against her bed, addiction boot in. bare indorsement later, she feels tears tugging at the corner of her mouth.
15 minutes later, she's forgotten why she needs hers ink pot, her mind a crimson daze. As the bleeding stop, a weak"no'escapes her throat."No, don't you stop. I need this"she whimpers quietly to herself, to the full of motivation and rue, whilst reaching for her knife. Before she can begin anew, there is a whack at her door. In a affright, she drops the ink pot and knife."poop !"she exclaims at the broken porcelain."What was the Lexi ?"a woman's voice says from the other English of the door."Sorry mum,"she replies hastily, wiping the profligate off of her mouth and dragging the sleeve of her shirt down,"you just startled me and I dropped my ink pot. semen in"Alexis's door baseball swing overt, and in front man of her is a red haired char in her thirties."Lexi, are you doing anything tomorrow night ?"her female parent, Lindsey, asks."Yeah, I'm going to Olivia's call back ?"Alexis states.
"That's good, you should get out more,"her mother replies distractedly, exiting Alexis's way."Now where were we,"Alexis begins in a mussitate, reaching for her knife. Within simple moments, the blade is kissing her pale flesh, reaping a new trail of blood in its wake. She places the tongue upon her desk, reaching for perfume and earbuds. She unscrews the phial, and soaks the headspring in the sweet smell liquid state. As she wipes the bud across her snub, the alcoholic beverage therein seeping into the unused combat injury, her breathing becomes hollow and laboured. Again she reaches for her knife, removes her shirts, leaving her arm frigidness and bare. With the knife in her allow hand, she raises the brand to her right shoulder joint, and then begins carving shaving of her own flesh off, devouring them like a starving orphan would a five course meal, as her dark becomes an probe in carnal masochism.
Alexis stifles a shrieking as shampoo filled water cascades down her spinal column, soaking into her tongue Simon Marks and hashes."cunt,"she curses under her breathing time. She turns off the shower and dresses for school, then brews her first light burnt umber."Mum ?"Alexis call, bringing the Milk River up the stairs with her."Yes Lexi ?"Lindsey reply groggily, rising from the lounge."Coffee ?"
"You have to ask ?"
"I'm on it."
That afternoon, Olivia was in a mind country that could be only described as mercurial. She could finally assure Alexis how she felt, but a million doubts plagued her brain. 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 matter. She turned on her stereo, if only to pluck her own privileged dialogue."I meant it when I said ‘ I wan na get well,'” the speakers blare with a titan's spokesperson. Despite the cacophony, the tilt in her nous rages on. This continues well on until Alexis arrives, and ceases upon said arrival.
Alexis pauses at the door, her fist an column inch from knocking. ‘ Are we sure as shooting we should tell her ?'one of the three former vocalisation in her top dog begins. ‘ Yes ? No ? Maybe ?'Another chimed."Since when are we ever sure,"Alexis asks herself. ‘ Never, you know this'the last one retorts."In that cause,"Alexis starts out loud,"roll in the hay it, at to the lowest degree this way we have a modicum of control over the situation"
As Alexis walks into Olivia's way, the two girls have the like thought, ‘ Do I just tell her ? No, not yet.'“ Hey Liv,"Alexis begins."Hey… do you want a cup of coffee or something ?"Olivia questions, rising off her bed.
"Yes please. chocolate is friend."
"How do you have got yours ?"Olivia asks, catching a more than friendly glimpse over Alexis. ‘ Oi, if you want that, you have to ask'an annoying persona of her nous chirped as she exits the spacious room."Double lastingness, one sugar"Alexis response, 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 little girl finish their drinks, and Olivia's eyes flick to the inebriant cabinet."You know,"she begins suggestively,"My dad probably wouldn't notice a few missing bottles, and he's on late fracture today."Olivia nods towards the cabinet. ‘ Getting her sot probably won't assistance the berth'that Sami annoying segment 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 poppycock in it or if he has a date over, which is … almost never."
"Really ? Whatever booze is in my house is effectively logged and tagged. There'd be no way for me to lift even a sip at my house."Alexis states 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 alcohol locker,"I sharpened them finally calendar week, so very"Again, Alexis's mind shimmer back lewd and depraved vista while she watches Olivia unlock the storage locker, her face as red as her hair.
"I didn't know you liked tongue Lex"Olivia remarks, brushing away her black hair as she places a full bottleful of tequila on the table."So… why does your dad have so often alcohol if he hardly drinks ?"Alexis asks, placing two wine champagne flute on the board."Well,"Olivia begins, unscrewing the feeding bottle and pouring out two half glasses,"he won first treasure for this body of work fundraiser thing, and some of it's from my auntie, mostly because she leaves gift until the stopping point minute. So the only thing he's actually bought himself there is a bottle of red wine-coloured"
"Ugh. Wine is disgusting"Alexis says, then presses the wine fluting to her sassing, and Olivia follows suit. As the tequila slides down both of the girls'throats, both coughing from the burning sensation.
30 bit later, Olivia is grabbing a feeding bottle of rum and a feeding bottle of scotch, and is fumbling with the storage locker lock. pawl. Olivia and Alexis head to Olivia's room."You know what,"Olivia wind, sitting against the headboard of her bed,"I really don't know all that much about you. I want to convert that. Let's play truth or dare."
"Umm… sure. I'll starting signal,"Alexis slurs"accuracy or dare ?"
"Truth,"Olivia replies with the speed of a whip.
"Are you a Virgo the Virgin ?"
"Yes. I haven't found anyone I'd do that for yet. Ok, truth or dare ?"
"Hmm… daring"
"… Take … Off… your blouse"Olivia orders, emphasising each word.
"…Umm… Ok ?"Alexis squeaks, unbuttoning her blouse, starting from the ass and working her way up.
"You tease"Olivia complains like a five class old being denied a confect bar. As Alexis removes her blouse, Olivia notices hundreds of thousands of swing and scratch over her pale flesh."Wha…"Olivia stammer, ‘ So, is she like us ?'the voice in Olivia's head asks."I should just-"Alexis begins, but then is cut off."No its ok."Olivia removes her jumper, revealing arms covered in interlocking cicatrix."Just sit down"she rises, placing her hands on Alexis's red raw shoulders."Hiiiifff"Alexis hisses as Olivia's sweaty medal rest upon the morning's wounds. Olivia quickly jerks her hands upwards."Sorry ! Are you ok ?"she blurts."You have no idea how many metre I've thought of you doing something like that to me"she rustling into Olivia's ear, pulling her friends hands back upon her shoulders, embracing the pain."Why do you think there are so many cicatrice ?"Alexis continues."But that's zilch 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 groan when she begins grinding her teeth against the tender physique. Despite her best movement however, Alexis doesn't haul rip. She spins Olivia around, throwing her into the bed and tilt over her"where do you restrain your brand ?"she asks demandingly, blood from her shoulders dripping onto Olivia's sizeable titty."Th-there"she stutters through a moan, pointing to a set of boxershorts on the other side of the room."When I'm back, you better have yours up"Alexis voicelessness, and leaves for the tongue. Olivia lays on her back, unclasping her bra. Alexis yield, a thin, neat blade in her hands."I thought I told you to lay back up."She orders. Olivia grabs Alexis by the shoulders, digging her thumbs into the gashes, pulling her caput to her breasts."Drink up."Olivia whisper to a moaning and squirming Alexis,"Go on, pass me the knife,"she demands passively, rolling Alexis onto her cover, Olivia on top of her."My elbow room, my convention,"she orders, running the knife along Alexis's inner calf, drawing a river of bloodline from the pale bod. Alexis begins breathing heavily. A revolting smile frolic across Olivia's face as she notices Alexis groan and her eyes close."You really wanted this didn't you ?"she rustle slyly in Alexis's ear, dragging the knife higher up Alexis's leg, until it hits her dame."Y-ye-yes,"Alexis stutter, fighting through pain and lust.
Olivia held Alexis's arms above her head, pushing the woman against the wall, kissing her passionately. Olivia began slowly, excruciatingly dragging the knife down Alexis's body, carving sigils into her breasts. The two little girl stare into each other's eyes, and Olivia blushes, then digs the knife into Alexis's belly and twists. Alexis's breathing become heavy and riotous as lust takes control. She moans as Olivia shoves her cover against the wall, whispering"You've been a bad lady friend. It's meter you were punished."Olivia's hired man spillage Alexis's weapons system, and finds the carrottop's neck."Yes mistress,"Alexis screams as Olivia rakes her nails down her cutting off, digging tearing while she laps at the bloodline like deer at a pond, knife on the floor in front line of her. Olivia drags Alexis by the neck, knife in hand, and throws her to the earth in nominal head of the door. She climbs on to Alexis, and begins driving the vane 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 stammer, as she throws Olivia off of her and onto the bed, slowly removing the knife from under her collar os. Momentarily, Alexis carves a mark of ownership into Olivia's thigh, about ten centimetre from her vagina, a think up Fleur-de-lis. She begins lapping up the blood line, biting at the wound like a rabid animal. Olivia pulls Alexis away from the wound, much to the redheader's dismay, and whispers"Why don't you try something a little sweeter,"placing her handwriting under Alexis's Kuki-Chin, bringing her in closer."My safety intelligence is blueberry bush,"Olivia whispers, bending to pass on Alexis's ear as she stares at Olivia's uninfected plane twat.
Olivia's wooden leg were on Alexis's shoulder joint as orgasm hit her similar tonne of bricks, and she let loose a hungry moan as Alexis bit down on her clitoris, then began sawing at it with her teeth."Huh… huh… B… Bl ... blueberry !"Olivia squealed through sexual climax."M ... My t-turn,"Olivia pants, fumbling for the knife as Alexis removes her head from between Olivia's legs, and kisses Olivia, her natural language probing deeply. Olivia's hired hand finds the knife, and she rolls Alexis onto her book binding, growling like a tiger. Olivia flips the knife, her hired man holding the blade, and susurration demandingly,"the only sounds I want out of you are groan and the words ‘ yes schoolma'am ’. Understood ?"
"Yes mistress"Alexis whimpers as Olivia drags the hilt of the tongue up her leg, leaving a lead of Olivia's blood along the way. Soon, Olivia begins slamming the hilt into Alexis, carving a cryptic separatrix in her own decoration."oh-oh-oh-oh- Ol-ii-vv-iaaaah"Alexis squeals as Olivia twists the tongue when she reaches orgasm, sweat working its way in to the rut left from earlier."A-aa-again"Alexis pleads breathlessly.
"wellspring, aren't we greedy ? Maybe if you beg, I might think about it,"Olivia states, a cruel smile playing across her lips.
"Pleeeeaaassssee ?"Alexis whines, the canvas sticking to her back.
"Please what ?"Olivia asks, placing down the knife and licking her bloody palm.
"Please hump me"
"Please fuck me, what ?"Olivia whispers, walking her digit up Alexis's scarred stomach.
"Please fuck me, fancy woman"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 pushful"
"Pleeeeaaassssee, kept woman ?"
"Well, since you asked so nicely,"Olivia rustling, stealing a kiss, then cups her helping hand and begins rubbing Alexis,"yes, Pet."
Alexis wakes up to a blinding light, coming from the window above the bed on the other face of the room. Holding onto her is Olivia, human face blissful, a complete dividing line to the leaf blade in her lead hand. Alexis lays there, surrounded by a pool of rakehell and a few discharge nursing bottle. She lays there, waiting for Olivia to rise, not wanting the consequence to end."Light bad"Olivia murmurs, turning her fount into Alexis's stomach. As Olivia snuggles in closer, Alexis studies the scars lacing the missy's back. After semi-careful field of study, Alexis gazes around the way, and notices the pedigree 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 stopping point night,"Olivia asks groggily."Well,"Alexis manages to slur,"I'd say the scars on our backs are a somewhat certainly sign, Mistress."Olivia scans the elbow room, her thinker still a crimson haze."Did ... You did bring spare clothes right ?"she yawns, the psychogenic fugue slowly relinquishing under the system of weights of the morning lighter and the predilection of blood and mucus."Yeah. Mum seemed like she wanted me out of the house for the Nox,"Alexis spot, rising and licking the pedigree off of her body."How do we taste together ?"Olivia probes, helping Alexis out of the syndicate of stock.
"Why don't you taste for yourself ?"Alexis leans Olivia into her bosom, as a knock on the doorway interrupts them.
"Olivia ? You up ?"A man's voice call from the other side of the door.
"Uhh… don't come in, I'm getting dressed !"Olivia vociferation, thoroughly startled."Get in the closet,"she whispers to Alexis, throwing a black blanket over the pool of stock."You can come in now,"Olivia shouts, dressed in smuggled jeans and benighted blue sky long sleeved under shirt. From cabinet's key-hole, Alexis sees a short, viking-esque man enter Olivia's way."Moring steady,"the man says, giving Olivia hug, his mind at her shoulder height."morning daddy"
"You sure you don't have anything… lupus erythematosus Goth to break ?"Olivia's father, David asks, his mitt reaching for the loo room access, covering the Key-hole in the process. ‘ Well, we're boned'all three voices in Alexis's head state unanimously.
"Alexis ?"David nation, dumbstruck. He whirls around, and embraces Olivia, lifting her off the primer coat."Sweetie, why didn't you tell me you were gay ?"
"Blueberry !"Olivia squeals, and Alexis nearly doubles over from laugh, still nude.
"What ?"Saint David dubiousness, putting Olivia down."Wait, I don't think I want to screw. I'll go give breakfast, you two cook your selves look decent."
To Be Continued… Maybe