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Friday, September 30, 2005

A new Story....

He held her eyes with his icy blue ones. She shivered slightly and drew her arms around her. The night suddenly gone cold and dark, she heard her teeth chattering but couldn't take her eyes from his. When he held out his arm to her she knew she shouldn't be reaching for it but could only scream in her mind as her hand was finally clasped in his.


His skin was pale, almost to the point of translucency. She knew if she had looked at the veins on his forearms she would have seen slight blue markings but his skin was so cold. No one with blood in their system could ever be that cold.


"You're one of them..." She trailed off nervously and whimpered when grinned ferally at her.


"Aye, and you're the witch who has been bringing my brethren down." His Blue eyes fairly snapped fire at her and she gasped, pulling at her arm now trying to pull out of his grasp. She was only a few feet from the doorway of her house.


She had been on her way home from the Library when she was first aware of her follower. She volunteered there after school on Mondays and Thursdays. At least when she was able to she did. School had been taking up more and more of her time. She had thought learning to stir a potion would be easy. She had no idea the different herbs there were in the world. She hadn't even been aware that Vampires existed until two weeks ago.


"I-I'm not a witch!" She ripped her arm out of her assailants hand and almost screamed as he scratched his nails in deep along her forearm.


"You're not a full-fledged witch yetm'dear. That's why they've sent me and not Luci or Gabe. If they had thought you more of a threat. You'd be gone. No one would ever find you. As it is...I'm allowed to make it as messy as I want it," He snarled at her and kept circlng around her. Her eyes were trapped and her cross was in her jewelry stand. Last time she'd ever take it off before bed. He lashed out her and she screamed.


I jolted out the reverie and blinked up at the man who was speaking to me.


"I'm sorry and you are?" He blinked at me unbelievingly.


"Sergeant Roderick De Ville, I'm here on erm...unofficial business," I sized him up quickly. 6'4" easily, dark skinned, brown eyes, brown hair, police uniform and if he hadn't been brown skinned I would have hazard a guess that he was blushing.


"Uncomfortable in my office sergeant?" I grinned up at him knowing what my office looked like. I was sitting in the middle of a yoga mat, my desk and chair pushed against the far wall and candles were lit all over the place. I stood up and stepped into my slip on canvas shoes. "I'm sorry I was working. Sort of," I grinned up at the man making him more uncomfortable by the minute and I was loving every second of it.


"I would like your help with a case Miss Everson," He stared me down, unblinkingly. It was a little more than nerve wracking it was downright creepy.


"Do you ever blink?" He blinked. "Thank-you, now what kind of help do you need Sergeant?" I smiled prettily at him when I saw the ladies out at the water cooler drooling over his backside. I walked over and shut the door. Bloody She-wolves in heat. They'll take whatever they can get and it was pretty close to the full moon.


"I need to find my sister. She's missing, has been for three days. She left a note...but it's not her writing and it makes me nervous," I studied him long and hard.


"Why not just file a missing person's report Sergeant?" He coughed lightly.


"I have. I've heard your office may get better results though," Aha, my reputation precedes me. I grinned congenially at the man.


"Do you happen to have a picture of your sister?" He nodded slowly and handed me a wallet sized photograph, most likely a school photo. I turned it over and my eyes widened. "Oh. Well this is unusual," He looked at me and leaned forward,


"You know her? You've seen her?! Can you tell me where she is?!" He fairly whimpered the last and I was afraid to tell him the truth.


"Did you know she was a learning witch?" He stared at me dumbfounded and he nodded slowly in the affirmative. "Hmmm, I've seen her but only in visions. I'll have to ask you to leave now. I'll call you when I find something substantial," I had to basically force the man out of my office. I was fuming, I was practically foaming at the mouth I was so ticked off.


"Dammit Aiden what have you gotten us into now?"

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I don't know if I should continue it or not. Let me know what you guys think.

EroticFae

|| by Fae ||
12:56:00 AM |

He thought it was a form of cheating. I didn’t understand it and I certaintly didn’t see it as cheating but that didn’t matter. I’m his to do with as he pleases and he felt I needed a punishment.

I was stretched out across the bed and He was tying my hands to the headboard. My face was turned to the left and when he finished tying my hands with the scarves he trailed his fingers down my cheek and then grabbed my chin firmly between his fingers,

“Do you understand why you’re being punished my pet?” I was staring up into his eyes and I blinked and looked down,

“Not Really Sir. No,” I bit my lip a little and looked back up to him.

“Even after the explanation?” I nodded my head and he sighed heavily. “My love it is a matter of discipline and trust. I want to know when you meet men, when you have male friends and certainly if you have had other masters…Especially! Especially when you still talk to them. For all I know, you could be sleeping with all of them,” He looked down at me pointedly and a tiny glimmer of understanding shone in my eyes.

“Sir I would never- I mean how could think I would do that to you? I love my master. I would never do-”

“Shush pet…you’ll be ok,” He grinned a little as he looked down my body staring at my bare ass. I was wearing the leather corset he bought for me last Christmas. It was tight and made me look so thin, I loved the feeling of it pressing my breasts up, making them look full and perky. The stockings were black with a line riding up the back of my calves and thighs they stopped just where my thighs met and I had left off the panties as he had asked. It pleased me when I could do something like this for him. I know how he likes me to dress, I know he prefers my pussy trimmed and not shaven completely. I also know he likes to spank me.

“Pet are you ready to receive the first part of your punishment?”

“Yes Master I am ready,” I acquiesced nodding my head a little and I saw him holding the paddle in his hand and I watched as he brought it down on me…softly. I was a little confused and he grinned at me.

“You’ve started to enjoy the paddle my love…you like when I make your ass red and sore. I like that you like it, but it will be hard for you today. I may also decide to use the flogger today. I’m not sure yet. Your actions decide your own fate,” I nodded my head in understanding and he sat on the bed pinning my legs because there was no footboard. I realized what would happen. There was no arching room. No room to escape for a moment I couldn’t fall and I could not even really writhe.

I cried out the first time the paddle hit my ass, the bed bouncing a little with the movement and I pulled against the scarves. He spanked me again and again and again and everytime I thanked him. Twenty times with the paddle he spanked me. He chuckled and ran his hands over my red hot ass. Soothing it a little bit before he stretched his body over mine and reached to untie the scarves holding my arms, I could feel his cock hard against my ass and it made me shiver.. My wrists were red from pulling against the scarves and he rubbed some feeling back into them for me before dragging me to my feet.

“You did well pet…now I would like you to bend over the edge. I will only use the flogger to get you used to the feeling for now. 10 times medium strength.”

“You are a kind master.” I bow my head to him a little and turn towards the bed bending myself over the edge. I could hear the echo of the words he never spoke ‘You may not think so before I am done,’ I shivered and goosebumps prickled over my arms and legs.

“Ready pet?” He spoke softly, his hands running over my ass and a finger delving down to caress my wet pussy.

“Yes master. I am ready,” I heard him pick something up and never saw anything but heard the snap of it on my ass and then felt tongues of fire across my ass and lower back. I cried out loud and whimpered softly “Thank-you” He ran it over my ass and thighs spreading them out kindly even so much as to draw them across my back. Snapping the flog ten times, ten times I thank him and ten times I cry out. I’ll get better. Soon I won’t cry out…or if I do it will be because he says I may.

He set the flog beside my hand and started kissing my back softly my back tensing when he touched a particularly tender spot. He rolled me in his arms and carried me to the washroom. Standing me in the middle of the large room he took a cloth and wet it with lukewarm water. He took it and cleansed me softly. I was aching I felt the need to orgasm badly and he knew.

“Maybe later my pet,” He said as he picked me up and carried me back to the bed, laying me down and then curling up beside me looking at me face to face and I knew that this was just another form of punishment.

|| by Fae ||
1:08:00 AM |

I completed the task and I did use the jiggly balls....as long as I am sitting and not moving I can hold the ben wah balls in but I went shopping so ...lots of walking=jiggly balls.

They did hurt getting them in....maybe that's cause I was nervous. I went shopping with my cousin and I was afraid she or the other people could hear them bouncing...I was nervous...after a while I began to realize they felt really good. a constant jiggle inside rumbling around very interesting when you're about with 100 people around you. One of them a very close Cousin.

It wasn't overly arousing but it was very interesting. I will definately have to do it again. I've been thinking about buying an egg with a control on it that I can wear outside when I go walking or something....see how much I can stand.

First I need to find out if I can afford one.
I'm off though time for beddy-byes.

|| by Fae ||
12:55:00 AM |

I have a Saturday off for once and I have been given a task. I have Ben wah (sp?) balls and other balls....the jiggly kind...JeN What are they called? Anyway I'm supposed to pick one of them and wear them at some point today. I think I'm going to use the jiggly ones cause I can hold those in....actually it's a matter of getting them in and then out...they hurt a little....too wide I guess....them not me. Jeez maybe I need more sleep.

I've told Him I've met someone sort of. I'm not sure if it's going anywhere or not but there's flirting and stuff going on so it looks hopefull *knocks on wood,* The guy I've met knows I have an online dom and....well he didn't freak out or anything he sort of told he had dom tendencies himself so...good bad I don't know.

I know how to interact with a guy when he's a friend and I know how to interact with a guy when we're making out.....not too hard there. but....mixing them? I don't know I screw it up somewhere along the line. Maybe I should just....give up on the wanting the sex stuff and just settle for the friendships....but I don't want to settle and I'm confused and stressed. And it's all the stupid human vaccuums fault. I swear to god if I could get away with it I'd follow him one night and kick the shit out of the stupid ignorant " I'm a man and so I know all. You're just a girl what the fuck do you think you know" boy.....So much anger....so much hurt....It's building almost like a physical thing inside me.

it's scary.

|| by Fae ||
12:22:00 PM |

My co-worker and his girlfriend and I roadtriped today. We went to Niagra Falls and to put it nicely had an interesting day. Very interesting.

It started out with Billie* almost getting us into one doozy of a car accident on the way there while she tried to open her coffee on the freeway. Not the smartest decision but it made my co-worker, no not the Human Vacuum guys but ermmm....Ted...Billie and Ted and uh...EroticFaes Excellent Adventure...*I'm smiling widely like I'm about to burst out laughing....it may actually happen by the time I'm done.* scream like you don't want to hear a guy scream. A.K.A. Girly-like. I wasn't fazed. Perhaps that says something about my driving abilities? Naw.

Next was the Butterfly Conservatory. Which was absolutely amazing. Beautiful and I want to own some of the plants they had there they were freakin' gorgeous. Notice I say plants not flowers. Plants require less maintenance. I'll have pictures soon. I need to develop them and then scan them and link it all up. Hopefully they turned out. Nothing very...ohhhhh wait. Yes something very interesting did happen. Albeit before the butterflies.

We stopped at the Btterfly Café to use the 'pee room' as Billie calls it and well...first they had the stupid Tissue toilet paper...the ones that make you feel like you're using 'Kleenex' and then...*giggling,* it's horrible but hilarious! Billie was in a stall which didn't lock properly and some lady started to push the door open on her..*laughing* oh god....all she said was "The door doesn't lock properly" and the stranger said "Oh I'm so sorry. I didn't see anything honest!" I didn't think I'd stop laughing when I saw Billie's face. She was dying from holding the laughter in. It was crazy we were laughing so hard we couldn't tell Ted what had happened until later and even then it was laughter all around. Well it's funny to me.

Then what happened? Oh we parked the car and went to eat lunch but that was unexciting......oh wait no no. We ate at Denny's. I ordered French Toast Cause I could and I love it. At least when it's not raw in the middle I do. Raw egg...my salmonella anyone? I had to send it back and when I got the new stuff....well they hadn't dipped it long enough for the egg to soak properly and so tasted like warm bread in the middle. That's my bit of stupidity for the day to go with Billies almost car accident.

Next was Frankenstein's Haunted House. We got a deal...$5.95 instead of the regular $7.95. It wasn't peak hourse and they weren't making enough money and we got suckered in like marbles in a vacuum. It was interesting. We all paid....we stood at the entrance staring into this gaping hole of darkness and I started laughing uncontrollably. Just looking into the pitch black...so black you can't see your hand two inches from your face kind of black and laughing my damn ass off. Me scared? Never. Billie backed up and said "Can I get a refund?" Ted went over and pulled her in.....we made Ted go in first. We Couldn't see anything until we saw the stairs all lit up. There was no where else to go but up. The Stupid people in movies always run upstairs. We were smarter. We walked very slowly. With the man in fr-...oh no by this time...the big strong manly-man Ted who can benchpress 195 lbs has picked me up and placed me in the front! Me!? 4'11" me! Like I'm gonna save his sorry ass. It's just stairs. I could see the top....just not around the corner. We keep going up. at the end of the hallway at the top theres a blank screen and a button on the wall with two ways to walk left or right. there were lights to the left and a dark hole in the right. I didn't go right. I didn't go left. Did I say I was smart earlier? Oops. I pushed the button and a scene activated as the guy jumped out of the wall. We all screamed and I just about fell.

I never said I was brave but hey I was in the front. After that I tried whatever I could to keep Ted from putting me in the front. It was easier after we met the nice strange french people going through the house as well. The guy laughed at everything and his girlfriend squealed and clung to him. The three of us just clung for dear life. I don't remember much else until all of a sudden I'm in the front again and I walk around a corner and the-......ohhh there was this other corner none of us wanted to walk down the hallway cause there was a black shape in the middle I thought it was a person who was gonna scare the shit out of me. I ran to the back. we got through that part and it ended up just being something...weird. Anyway the next really clear thing I remember is walking around a corner with a pack of people behind me and I scream maniacally because there's some person with a goddamn 'Scream' costume on. Did I expect a person to just be standing there? No. Was scared. You couldn't tell cause I was laughing so freakin' hard. I scared evreyone else with my scream. No one wanted to walk down the hallway so we went down a dead end...turning our backs on scream man. We do have our moments of stupidity don't we? I turn around and no I'm the only who realizes he wants us to go down towards him. "This way guys, he's motioning us this way...." I started walking to him with Billie clinging to my arm and Ted around somewhere. I turn the corner and there he is again with this freakin' glow in the dark sword coming out of the wall at me....what did I do? Scream. And then Jump backwards. Fucking Christ he was just out there.....then he started talking to me...."That way...it's mirrors..." I back up. No fucking way, I'd knock myself out if I went first. The french couple went first then Ted with Billie and I clinging. I turned around. He was Freaking following us!? Waving the sword at us and walking to me with that nasty mask on. I hate that mask. We finally end up outside at some point after getting scared a few more times....mainly because Ted would push buttons and something would jjump out at us. Billie and I yelled at him. "Don't push the goddamn buttons!" oh I forgot to mention, the whole time scary scream man was following us I was telling him to back up...much like this "Back off scary man creature thing." and "The scary man is following us...Go away! Please go away?!" Brave me.

Next we wandered around town a little and ended up doing a maze thing which was a little lame but that's ok.

Then we did Ripley's Museum. It was really interesting. I found out that one guy went over the falls and all they found was his tattooed arm. Can you say Ew?

But there was this really crazy tunnel where it was revolving around the walkway and there was a crooked chicken picture at the end. Christ I thought I was going to fall over and it was so great we did it like twenty more times. Frontwards, backwards, not touching, running it was awesome. But the most exciting moment approaches....the moment I had been waiting for all day. The reason we went to Niagra in the first place (other than the fact that I had never been there before.)

Screamers.

Okay, first off even the gift shop area was creepy and I was so tempted to buy one of their athamés, (double edged knife used in wiccan ceremonies). So we ended up doing two attractions forr $20 instead of one for $15. Suckered like marbles into a Hoover. Screamers and one of their 4-D movies which was interesting but unimportant. What is important is the knowledge that the only reason Billie and I were going in was because Ted said he would stay in front the whole time. He shook on it even. Lying Rat bastard.

So we walk in and it's completely dark and we have to follow the red lights the whole freakin' time well as soon as we get in all we here is a voice saying to put the one in the blue skirt in the front. That would be Billie. Ted apparently didn't hear this (we learned this afterward,) and Billie and I just ignored it...we get no more than two feet in and some guy growls and says "Keep Movin" from our right side and then walks his fingers up my fuckin spine. Did I freak out? Of course. Why? I was on the far left. Can you explain that? It wasn't a pre-recorded thing either. so we all jump forward five feet. and stop. dead. Didn't the guy just say keep moving? Billie screams. (I later find out this is when a hand plants itself on her head.) Something happens at some point and I'm separeted from Ted and Billie. Me. Separated. Did I like this? No. I knew there was someone behind us because he scared us into jumping apart. I cry out "Billie!?" And get a "Eroticfae!?" (Of course it was my real name not really EroticFae) back from her and Ted is just snickering nervously. He's been screaming along with us two girls by the way.


I put out my hand and find Billie....what I would have done if it hadn't been her? or Ted? uhmmmm....Run away headlong into a wall and knocked myself out probably. We cling and find Ted and cling some more "Keep movin'!" the gorwoly man says so we jump, scream and walk forward following the red lights on the ceiling. Not necessarily in that order and only until we run out of red lights. That was scary. then of course we get a "Keep moving" But we can't it's a dead end. I'm breathing heavily. Billies freaking "It's a dead end! we're stuck and we can't get out and Ted is nervously laughing. "Keep moving!" "We can't! There no red lights!" A red bulb glows showing us the dead end...turns off....turns on....there's a doorway....shit.

"Keep Moving!" No problem I think until Ted picks me up...I mean picks me up physically and places mee in front of him like some goddamn shield. Okay so if I'm his sheild what do I get?

My purse. I ball it so nothing will fall out and start swinging. "Keep moving!" By this time Ted has pushed me into three or four walls and I'm sore. We're sorta lost cause we keep hitting walls. So I swing so we know where the wall is. A growl comes from in front of me and I Swing like a freakin' crazed woman. Whilst screaming of course. Something grabs at my foot. I flip out "Stay away from you scary scary werewolf man creature thing!" While swinging my purse. Ted has repeatedly said ow so I assume I've been hitting him as well. Purely accidental. Hey he's the one who put me in the front and at least I'm still moving.

"Put that purse down little girl or I'll take it away from you!" okay no sweat now what do I do? "Okay!" Walk forward inch by slow inch. Growls ensue and of course some more "Keep movin'!"'s. We walk out of a hallway I could tell cause...it felt like more air. Next thing I knew was there was bright light, metal bar type things and a padded wall being pushed through my chest. Mainly because Ted and Billie have squashed me into it. Later I found out it was a truck that chased us across the room. It was Honking so I knew it was some kind of a vehicle. The Honking stopped. It went black....we stayed where we are. "I can't do this I can't do this" Billie by this time I think is going to have an asthma attack. "JUst breath slow hon! You can do it."

"Keep movin!"

"Stay where you are back off moster man we're going!" I'm scared shitless.

We walk eventually we get to the end I see daylight....a chainsaw sound starts. No Fucking way. Ted takes off around the corner...it seemed like a lot longer because this was my thought process...

Chainsaw Sound...Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Blood. Gore, Yuck, Ted is moving Why is he moving? He's not moving run. run...I ran holding Billies hand. There had been an empty hole to the right and the exit to the left. Billie was in the back. The guy chased us out. I never felt or saw him. I heard the chainsaw sound, and two heart beats later we were outside breathing heavily and all laughing nervously.

There's five people waiting to pay to go in. Shit.

I probably look like a comlpete mess. I just turn to Ted.

"If you ever put me in front of you to use as a bloody shield again, I will KICK YOU!" And we all laugh and move on to the next attraction.

After that was just lots of laughing watching some glassblowing and getting some fudge and books and food. Then Coming home.

I think my satchel purse is my favourite. It comes in handy when you're in the dark.

|| by Fae ||
11:28:00 PM |

Have you ever woken up one morning and realized the seasons have changed?

Have you been able to smell the difference in the air? From Spring to Summer and Summer to Fall, the difference is so minute that we tend to overlook it but if you stop to think about it the changes are magnificent and at the same time horrible.

I woke up the other day and new it smelled different from the day before. It smelled like death. I knew the season was truly changing then, not because the days were getting shorter or even cooler. It was that cloying scent of death that clings to your tongue with a bittersweet tang. You could smell the rotting leaves on the trees even before they started to fall and it made me wonder if trees feel like cancer patients. Can they feel themselves beginning to rot and losing their leaves? Trees get sick like humans do the only difference is that we can't talk to the tree to find out where it hurts.

I only have to look at our last remaining peach tree in our backyard to know its in pain. How can it not be? It's split up through the middle and has reddish gold sap leaking constantly as it tries to heal itself. The ants were crawling all over it this summer trying to get at the sweetness. Taking away the healing agents to eat so they could survive but in turn helping finish off the last tree of my dad's. The last tree he had planted and one of the last gifts we gave to him for Father's Day. Now the leaves aree turning colours and beginning to fall from it and does it feel it like another attack? Or does it just slowly accept its fate to die so that it can revive in Spring to continue its ugly battle with its illness. Maybe if Cancer patients could do that they would get better?

Bears begin to go into hibernation soon, crawling into caves and burroughing down for the winter to wake up in spring having given birth to cubs. Or maybe not, perhaps the poachers will come and shoot them for their hides...or rather the money they could get for them. Some deer lose their antlers or part of them, and pregnant Does walk around unaware that hunting season approaches. Sometimes if the Hunter's are knowledgeable enough they'll be able to tell if one is pregnant or if one is too young to die yet..."let it go this year, He'll be bigger next year. More Meat."

Our world around us slowly dies until it's covered with a crystalline blanket of white. When you're inside and warm you could almost believe something so beautiful would be warm and fluffy, instead of bitterly cold and often times crunchy. "It's good snow for snowmobiling", "Let's go skiing!?", "Let's go out and make a snowman!" Is this maybe just our way of making the best out of a bad situation? Our world is dead, granted the snow will melt, warmth will return and our trees will regrow their lost leaves. Only to have to lose them again in a few weeks.

Over the past few days I've taken time to truly appreciate some things I never thought to. I won't tell you what they were for that would take the fun out of your own experiences with the seasons, but have you given thought to what Mother Nature must go through? Or have you just been thinking about your own daily lives and the problems that lie within?

I continue to think that I am slowly dying, beginning with that which I feel is most important to me. My creativity drains away so slowly and I forget the words I know are inside me. I have to write quickly otherwise they are gone and forgotten, like the leaves that were lost last fall.

EroticFae

|| by Fae ||
11:21:00 PM |

Monday, September 05, 2005

I feel numb...All Over.

i was so looking forward to this weekend and although I still had a fairly decent time a few things maged to happen that basically turned it from a sunshiny day to a day full of gloom and doom

let's see first i was told by one cousin that another cousin was talking about me being clingy and obsessively scary about boys when i like them granted these cousins are in the midst of a fight and i quite agree with the cousin who told me of the talking behind the backage's point of view this added knowledge though unnecessary to sway my opinion was mildly hurtful even though it was told with the best of intentions so says she

the next bad thing to happen this weekend was my Great-Aunt Bernice passed away on saturday morning at 7 am talk about turning what was supposed to be a stress free relaxing weekend into the shitest weekend of the year


although im sure that wasnt her intention (please note that was sarcasm and my severly disturbing sense of humour)


so we had her funeral today and it was done basically to her specifications she had everything paid for and laid out and prepared so really all my Aunt Anne had to do was sign some papers and then it was done it was as nice as a funeral service can be although quite honestly the reverend who did the service for my father (and also married my sister) was much better than the one who did Aunt Bernices she was buried in the same cemetary as Daddy was and most of Dad's family right beside her husband ralph whom I had never met as he passed away in 1976 and I was born in 1983. It's vaguely intreesting because the family is all pretty well buried in the same row except for Daddy who was buried on the other side of the lot under a pine tree He loved Pinetrees.

It was hard.

The last time I was at the cemetary with that many people was five years ago this past july when we buried my father.


When he left he opened a gaping hole in my heart that's slowly been closing and healing over the years and now that Aunt Bernice is gone it's torn it open again. My sister said it best:

"Everytime someone in this family dies it feels like I'm losing a piece of my father all over again!" but my mom just looked at her and told her to look at her children in particular my nephew and said

"As long as you have them to look at you will never lose your father,"

It didn't help as much as she thought it would

|| by Fae ||
5:07:00 PM |