Message-ID: <13471eli$9807300148@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: dez187lm@hotmail.com (H.D. Meister) Subject: {ASSM} Story: Voice Of Evil - voice of evil.txt [1/1] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <6pl71e$a4d$14@solaris.cc.vt.edu> Greetings. Here is another story from the Mind of H.D. Meister. If you are not at least 18 or live in a community which does not allow adult material, DO NOT READ THIS. Post freely, archive and critique as you will so long as the work is not altered in any way, you do not gain a profit from my work, and all due credit is given to the author: me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Voice of Evil By: H.D. Meister (dez187lm@hotmail.com) How long? How long are you prepared to wait? And for what reason? Honor? You are a thief by blood and skill. You take what you want from those who have. How many women will you let pass you before you make up your mind? Do you remember your first? I am sure you do; it was not the best of performances for either of you. You were going on what you had read in those few smut books you had hidden in your room. She was experienced, but none of her other lovers had your scientific approach to pleasure. It was destined to be one of those affairs which is remembered differently depending in the time of day. But you took her. That is what I remember. You grabbed her by the shoulders and fucked her cunt with a savage intensity. Remember? Do you remember the moans and groans YOU tore from her throat? I remember. I remember the one you still love. I can clearly recall the first time you tasted her lips. It was a sweetness beyond ambrosia. The feel of her breasts within your hands never failed to please you. Even the faint scent of bliss after you made love to her lingers, and it has been close to two years since you've last SEEN her. I have seen the images of her in your mind. I can still hear her cry out your name. Can you feel her hands claw at you back as you TOOK her? Yes... you took her. Call it what you will, I know the truth. And so do you. Then there is the one whom your best friend cast away. Remember the words you used to get her to suck you off before you went to work? I know you remember the taste of her cunt. Her tits hung heavy in your hands, and were capped with small yet hard nipples. Remember how it felt to twist them in your fingers? I remember. You remember. We both remember how you took her that day, and we both know you enjoyed it. That you suffered from a brief bout of morality is meaningless. You took her and enjoyed it. Now you wait. For what! Your God is not going to bring you another woman. Look at what you have done to those he offered you! What makes you so foolish to believe He will give you another chance? You are nothing to him now. You took and took... and enjoyed it. He knows you for what you are. I know what you are. Why do you refuse to see? You are nothing more than a beast. You feel the hunger gnaw at your guts. Yet you deny it and, in doing so, you deny what you are. Look... There is one right there. Imagine what her sweet nectar would taste like as it slides over your lips. Feel her skin yield to your every touch, obeying your every command. Wallow in her moans and cries as you take her. Thrust yourself into her and know that she is yours by the ancient rights forged by those who have gone before you. They knew. They understood. Can you see her ass bounce under the relentless pounding of your cock inside of her? Relish the softness of her most precious of offerings, and know that is yours. Or how about that one? Did she not deny you her pleasure, even after saying that she WANTED you? Why not take her? So what if she considers you a brother? It is her folly for trusting in the damned. TAKE HER! She has spread her legs for others, and they were most certainly not worthy of even the dream of the title you hold! What do they know of the power you wield? NOTHING! Take her. Show her the true depths of the Abyss into which she would so willingly leap in search of Love. Use her trust in you; it is a weapon, and one you did not have to forge. It is there; use it. Remember those nights when your mind was filled with thoughts of her? I do. I remember watching as you sucked her clit into your mouth and assaulted it. You did not show the slightest hint of pity, dragging her through orgasm after orgasm. You could feel her asshole as it clenched around one... two... three fingers. Or that one? While you have been waiting, I have felt the plans slowly taking form in your mind. She would indeed be a prize. Her high and mighty "feminist" views would be easily crushed once you plastered her back against a wall and took her. Your ears would only hear the pitiful groans of her pleasure as you fuck her.... taking her in ways which would astound. Can you feel her claw desperately at your back like a caged animal? Take her! What about her? She is young, and the power of youth is indeed intoxicating. A little thin, but you can make due. How long will you wait for whatever it is? HOW LONG? How long until you are no longer in control? Will you wait even when your body lies within a casket? Honor? Useless. Pride? Worthless. None of these are yours, so do not waste your time on them.. Dreams of the foolish and ignorant. Find one. Take her. (dez187lm@hotmail.com) -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----