Priest of Sanguine

Somedays you wake up and still feel like things are just a bit surreal... then you look across the pillow and see something that makes you grin like the Cheshire cat.  

Images of coffee run through your brain, making you sigh and long for the dark robust flavor to cross your tongue.  

When its finally brewed,and you know how that is... it takes fooooreeever to brew when you're longing for that bitter sweet flavor.  You simply must package it in the most adorable cup because let's face it, we all have a lil vanity that we nurture.

Now comes for the dressing... something sweet, a little creamy, a light flavor that sparks off the tongue and makes lightening strikes stimulate your brain cells.  You breath deeper, your chest swells and you almost purr to the taste... SUCH a good cup of coffee!

Today I tried a new blend of French Roast coffee with a bit of AngelBunny cream.  I must say, it's been a very very, good morning. 

Cheers!  Oh, and those muffins taste even better off her a.... ut, um... well.  Use your imagination for what we did with the left over batter. ??

(Hit play before you enjoy the read... you'll understand later)

I was heading home for lunch today in this ass crack of fucktardium when a white SUV merges out of the right lane, into the middle as we are heading north on our 6 lane road (3 lane North, 3 south, divided by lovely shrubbery and grass in the median). I was thinking wow, that's a nice change for someone to move out of the slow lane as I'm approaching behind them doing te speed limit of 45 while they was doing less.  I'd planned to change lanes myself to go around but hey... Thanks driver! Mighty kind of ya! 20 seconds later, the SUV whips the wheel shooting across the lane I'm in, causing me to lock up the breaks and make some quick defensive driving! I've watched NASCAR, I know how this shit breaks down!  Rub'ns Racen bitches!... ... ... HOLY Fuuuuuck, how I missed them is still beyond me! I know it was close, the brown streak in my pants told me that! Hit the gas & go before some asshat coming up way to fucking fast rearends me! 

Heart thumping like I'd been bunny fucking for the past 2hrs, I hoot with joy which turns to growling and the roar of my beast...because sudden emotional outburts wakes his ass up out of "slumber" during the daytime. My once fantastic day now turns into raging bear being woke from hibernation and the sun begins to become much hotter.  He's just doing his job, no wakkis... quick explanation followed by playback and he's calming down.

However by this time we've traveled about a mile hanging a right, off the 6 lane onto another, less busy 6 lane.  We're doing about 50 on this 45 because I REALLY need out of the sun now, kick on the AC & crank that bitch UP!  Now this isn't open Highhway, there is stop lights almost every 1/4 mile but if you catch one green, the next 2 (at speed limit) will also be green... BUT some hillbilly inbreed decides that his beat all to fuck, Ford Ranger with the Walmart can spray job, was exempt of all traffic laws and punches the gas, bringing him across all 6 lanes and you guessed it! Causing me to lock it up a second time!  Its literally 7 miles from my work to home!  Wth is wrong with people today?! AGAIN, let off the break and coast so I have less impact damage from behind... AGAIN another so close miss I could see the details in his red duck taped tail lights!  My pants are a bit squishy, my heart is playing "Wipe Out" in my chest and you know it! Hey there big guy! Left eye blinks, vision goes red, HE CAN'T FUCKN DRIVE! Pull back on the chains and finish the drive home in a red haze while flinching to the Bull in a China shop, raging through my brain.  Thankfully my home has some lovely shade trees and the dash from the truck to the door with something oozing down my leg wasn't harsh.  The blissful darkness of my sanctuary (home) engulfes as the dog runs out to do his routine when I open the door.  I head straight to the restroom while trying to calm my beast who is justifiably PISSED to no end. Somewhere in his rage and my clean up, we simi sync up. 

Him: Fukn stupid hu'mans!

Me: Need to learn to drive!

Him: Slit their damn throats!

Me: Every damn one!

(I've lived with him so long, I know how to play the game, Que up Skrillex)

Beast loves music and this little distraction is what he needs so since we are now in the process of changing clothes he's raging in a rythm... it's real hilarious if it didn't feel like glass being shattered and raked along the inside of the skull... onward he rages till his focus meets mine and the wall looks sooo tempting... such a lovely target... instant fulfillment to purge the anger... I take this moment to make a call out to a friend whom I'm trusting will do what she's so damn good at.  With just a few words of her soothing southern accent he hears her... "Beast... calm down.  Please Beast... don't do it." His right fist grinding the wall, my left hand holding the phone with speaker on, I replay it... The rage simmers... he snorts.  "FINE!"  He stomps back into the dark recesses of my mind and my body is my own again.  Seriously this shit is taxing and I just slide down the wall before thanking her, grabbing a few breaths and head back to work... this all took over an hour.  Yea upper management position! First though as I get in the truck.

We do all this shit for covid and people only have to pass a driving test 1 time, usually at 16yr old... What the hell is wrong with our laws?!  People should be required to retake that damn test & pass first try or have it revoked till they redo the course & test!  Age:23 just to remind you to NOT Txt Drive / nor Drink & drive.

Age 40ish... mid life crisis = mid life driving test damit!

Age 69: Cuz if you don't have the physical or cognitive ability to eat a pussy while your dick is being sucked, YOU SHOULD NOT BE BEHIND A WHEEL! ???

Be safe out there people, we walk among idiot's.

Ty again to the lovely people helping me along lifes path. 

If you get to know me any, it's only a matter of time before you'll see me Rp (role play) an action like *Points off in that direction and begins to walk away.* OOOooo look at the butterfly!  It's a thing, its going to happen.  Most people just accept it's me deflecting or being silly which is exactly what I'm wanting them to think so that I can get out of the conversation.  Surprisingly enough, it even works really well and in the years I've been doing it, very few people ask why butterflies.  Then I came to the Cage and you lil freaks are like... BUTTERFLIES!  Tell me about the butterflies! (It feels good to be around people who aren't trapped inside their mundane boxes. *sighs contently*)

I can't rightly remember how long ago its been due to it being that long ago but it was near the beginning of a doomed marriage that I was walking along talking to God (yes, believe it or not I do have a god and I believe he gets a right good laugh at most the things I do)
Anyways! So there I was walking along, uncaring where I was heading though 3 miles in any direction would end you up in woodlands, farm lands, or streams.  Once again I was feeling the loneliness and confinements of marriage and to top it off we just had another argument over stupid ass shit that I thought was just common curiosity.  
"I don't understand, it seems like nothing I do or say actually sticks in her head"
"You can not change what does not seek to be changed."

"But why wouldn't she? I'm her husband... It's not like I'm asking for her to slave around the house.  Just stay home, clean the place up a bit before going off to gallivant across the country side."
"Cut her fucking throat, bury the body, let me feed, kill the cunt!" 
*sigh* "Beast, why are you awake and better yet why are just adding to the stress? Can't you see I'm having a conversation here? Go back to your shadows, let the grown ups talk." 
Silence followed for a few minutes as I looked around and realized I was out in area where the woodlands give way to the farmers fields and it looked like this was the year for the overlay for this particular field of wild grass and wild flowers. In those days it took a lot of concentration to force him back so while i'm saying I'm looking around in silence what I actually mean is I'm throwing up mental shields, cutting off all noise to my mental ears. It was rather painful but the pain made me feel numb and numb was better than what I was feeling to begin with.  Letting the shield down some and sighing I heard him once again in a small voice of calm.
"come my son, remove your shoes and let us talk."
I kicked off my shoes and left them where they lay, tossed my socks and when I saw the shimmer I headed for it. (A shimmer to me is when you look  around you and a place, person or thing seems to shimmer and stand out to the eye.) "Sorry about that Lord, He's becoming increasingly difficult since coming out in the day light hours." 

"You do not need to apologies for being who you are, my son. I know him and how he vexes you but as you can see you have been given authority over him.  You can drop the shields now.  Let us talk freely."

I did as requested and let the world fall back in on me as I began to walk through the field. "Am I asking too much?"
"you are asking too little"
"I don't understand then.  Why am I the one hurting and unable to get her to see the pain she is causing?"

"you can not change what does not seek to be changed, son."

"Why doesn't she seek change? Am I not worth changing for? Have I not given her a good life? Provided and cherished her?"

I was hurting and starting to yell as my rage began to build.

"How can anybody say that they love you when all the do is the opposite of what you are asking? How many hours I have taken to talk to her about the situation? How many different ways have I approached the subject and wanting to bust her head through a wall, I kept it in! I DIDN'T rage on her, I sit and I try to rationalize, I try... why can't I get the same respect?"
"You can not change what does not seek to be changed." came the calm voice bu t with a touch to shoulders. "calm yourself, look around you." 

unhearing I raged on.

"We made vows!  To have and to hold, when do i get to have or hold? How can I when she's never home?!  She won't listen! spend spend spend like my money just pops out my ass and there it i...." Instantly my rage simmered and I felt my shame "Sorry Lord." ... "I'm just so tired..."

"Do not apologies, son.  You speak from the heart and I know you are hurting.  You do well, continue." 

Taking a moment I stood looking at my feet, not even realizing that I had vented on my surroundings and crushed or torn up everything in a small swath around me.

"I'm stuck aren't I? Till death do us part... I will always hurt like this till one of us is dead.  Perhaps..."

"kill the cunt, kill the cunt, slash her throat and feed... burn her bones, bury the ash and piss on the grave!"

"yes..perhaps.. but not today Beast. Leave me be." With a wave of my hand in a state of mind solemn and looking at the inevitable outcome I dismissed Beast who raged in the background like a two year old having a temper tantrum.

"I can not change her, can I Lord?" 

"No.  One must want to be changed in order to be enlightened."

"She does not wish to change... even for me." Depression set in once again and I dropped to my knees. "Will you change her for me?"

"I can not change those who do not seek to be changed, son.  I gave you freewill and thus it is.  I can give reason, I can show signs but it is up the person to rationalize and see the way."  I could feel him squatting before me, trying to sooth the chaos in my mind as I tried to understand what it is he was telling me.

"I do not know if I can live like this, Lord.  I hurt all the time now. Her, Beast, the sun, its eating my mind.  Leaving me empty, bare, and alone."

He didn't speak to calm me, he did not change how I was thinking but sat patiently waiting as he always seemed to do.

"Am I to be off this world? Would it not be better for me to just end this vessel and come home with you?" For as much as I wanted to cry, I would not permit it and just looked up at where I knew he was.

"That is not for me to say, son.  It would be a waste for you to do so.  There is so many that need your abilities in all of whom you are. If you seek to end your vessel, I will bring you home and set the beast free to find another.  You would not know the pains of this world again but that is a choice you must make alone."  Its as though he stood up and waited... 

I took the dagger from the small of my back and placed it between the ribs.  Up and to the right... it would be quick.  Beast raged in the background but for me, its as though time stopped... my mind blanked and the singularity of what I was about to do came to a moment of decision. 

"I can not change her... one must want change to be changed..." a butterfly flew before my eyes and landed on the back of my hand.  A simple cabbage butterfly, yellow and small with a little black dot in each of its wings.  Its veins drew a pattern in themselves as my sight ate up the details as is my way.  From its body, in a single color with veins so small that I'd never payed much attention, I could see a pattern like one erupting from its core into the air to be free and something clicked.
"Nor do I have to be the same... To change, I must want to change." I looked up to where I knew he stood looking down at me with what I viewed as a smile.

"Thank you Lord. I understand now." He vanished in the background as the butterfly took flight, flitting around me and dancing for my entertainment. When it began to leave me for the wild flowers, I smile and crouched down like a cat looking for a prey and the Beast in my mind growled with anticipation.  My dagger went back to its sheath and I spent hours chasing butterflies in the field, feeling free of my burden and letting Beast hunt through my body.  No, it wasn't the flesh he so craved to taste beneath our teeth but it was a hunt and butterflies can be VERY elusive! 

So now, when you see me saying "Oh look, a butterfly." Do you understand?

Have you ever thought a thought that you think you thunk before, but for the life of you there is no clue to that thought before... 

There are times where I wonder if i'm just slipping into insanity or if the insanity of the world is just becoming clearer... OK that's a lie. Sometime I feel like i'm jumping off skyscraper, aiming for a pond of uncertain depth, grabbing insanity and just fucking the ever living shit out of her on the way down... till FINALLY, I hit something that stops my decent into madness.  I let her go and BOING! Bungy back up into reality once again.  Yeah that sounds a bit more accurate.  At times like these on the way back up into reality where the logical and mundane of everyday exist, I feel like I hit a critical error and my system is going into reboot.  For those of you unaware of the lingo, Critical error is when something fucks up so bad your PC that a blue screen or PoP up shows up and says "CRITICAL ERROR:" Usually followed by "the system can not preform the action that you require, Please reboot and try again." However if you have a CPU.. umm the heart of your PC, starting to fry the Critical Error isn't as nicely placed it just says it and starts a count down that you can't stop as it renders your PC inoperable...or blue screen of death or POOF.. and you start smelling smoke... not.. that.. I've ever done that.. >.>

ANYWAYS! The thoughts that run through my head in these times are illogical, sometime malicious or vicissitude in nature, though most are just plucked out little marbles of curiosities that I can't seem to take my off of as I study the content for every little detail.  I have literal spend over an hour looking at an ant hill, pondering all the things that they do and why, questioning how is it that something so simple can be so complex and not ever realize the complexity that caused its make up so that it can be so simply minded!  Or is it that they do know and have come to a higher understanding that humans tend to forget due to our nature of greed, lust, blah, blah, blah. How does a queen chose her mate? I mean seriously, Does she line up all her male ants and walk the line going.. hmm... he looks pretty studly and OMG look how well he's hung! *fans herself* And just look at those antennae!  I'll take him! Bob, is it? Have him bathed in dew and bring him to my chamber. Now considering the ENTIRE hive is now depending on Bob, I can't even imagine (actually I can as this is all going on in my head but GOOO WIIITH IT) How Bob must feel.  The stress!  What about performance anxiety! and I must say... for a little ant... that fucker has to be holding one hell of a load considering how many eggs lil miss Queeny is about to lay.  Then.. what about after? Does Queeny keep Bob around for the occasional "touch up" or does she kick his ass to the curb to be sent back out into a sexless life of mundane task? Either way I'm struggling to release my feeling for Bob... because there isn't a man out there that once they've had the best sex EVER! (consider the load here... you know that shit has to be insane!) can go back to never having it again! 

ENTERS NEW THOUGHT: So Bob has been ejected back into the masses where there is no privacy but dammit, he still stuck on queenys tight lil ant hole and like all good male when we can't get it out of our heads and need to um... well.. Grab up a sock!  I can hear it already..Carl: Bob... Stop it. , Bob: You don't understand Carl.. that shits like running head long into a sugar bag!,  Carl: BOB, what the fuck is wrong with you! At least use your own damn sock!  , Bob: *Hands Carl a wet sock.* sorry bro, you should have said something earlier.

By the time I'm done with just that contemplation, my mind is cleared.  I'm laughing so hard I'm now rolling on said ant hill.  I no longer feel out of balance and I can walk the 18 miles back home that I didn't even realize I walked in the first damn place -_-   ... With ant bites.  Who knew them bastards were into kink?!  They say the mind is a terrible thing to waste.  I agree!  

Hope y'all enjoyed!
Max
(and yes this is 100% true, all the above did happen)

Welcome back to conclusion of the Trembling Rabbit.  As with the other 2, this one stands alone but reading the others will give you greater insight to this one.  *edited from the original post wherein we was too raw to proof read.*
((This is a story based on my life, names and places have be altered to protect those involved with fiction added for the reading pleasure of you the readers.))

The day came where I'd bought her a collar that she wore like a badge of honor, tears of joy in her eyes, almost blubbering with emotion. It wasn't nothing elegant, but it was what she want when we picked it out. Thick leather with a lead of chain some six feet in distance so no matter where we went inside the home, we was still tethered together.. I made sure she wanted for nothing within my humble means and she returned the love with giving me every ounce of herself in every way she could.  Weeks rolled by with one adventure after another. Everywhere except work, my trembling rabbit went with me. Hand in hand or riding on my back when her health wouldn't afford her the ability to walk of her own strength.  Whether it was Pokemon Go walking through town, staying home where we played my main PC game together we milked life out of every hour we could in the day and night. Laughter filled most of our time though with her medical condition, her chemical balance would fail to one side or another and I'd have to feed her handfuls of pills to keep her health up.  She didn't want pity, she didn't want to hold me back or not do something due to her illness so bravely she pushed forward and adventured with me or my beast in everything.

Then the day came when she held my face in her hands and asked me to take her into the mountains.  I knew what she meant and it crushed me inside to hear her say it but as we had promised so many months before, "Not Today" was coming to a close.  The next morning we headed to the mountains.

"One more adventure, aye my lil rabbit?" I smiled but she could see it in my eyes that I had no delight in this trip.  It had taken us a good portion of the early morning hours where we had drove along quietly, her little hand in mine, wrist over wrist bound together in the lead chain from her collar.
"YUP!" She responded with as much cheer as she could muster.  I packed her onto my back with a modified human saddle and fixed a backpack with food, pills, and water bottles to my chest for counterbalance. I swear the pack was heavier than she was.  Holstering my .40, a couple blades and the Katana I usually took with me into the mountains, we set off.  I took my time climbing , taking a few breaks along the way, more to stall for time than the fatigue of the journey and even my Beast was strangely silent.  It would be a three day journey to get where we was going at this pace but I knew of a spot where the cliffs overlooked a wild pond, surrounded my woods and marsh reed.  The sunsets there where always spectacular and this has to be the romance novel ending. She'd unwittingly confirmed it once when I had I'd taken her there, how this would be a perfect place to rest and roam in the "Other Realm" as we'd come to call it.  She adored the location, especially when Beast would make camp and share his broken stories with me adding in words when he was unable to form.  She'd feed him when the moons where full and unlike the Beast I was accustom to he fed from her lovingly, even if it did seem harsh to the body and leave deep purple bruising.  Did he truly love her? I was uncertain one way or the other.  He shielded his deep emotions from me now so that I wouldn't know if it was all an act or if it was real but from all that I could see, it seemed he did.

Through the more rigorous trek of the mountains he would come forward and power through where I could not. At times he would nudge me from within and I'd let him out to sniff the air and adjust our path to finding a deer or some other woodland creature for her to see. The darkness of the forest helped to keep the pain of daylight from hindering in giving her the best few days he could afford her.  She had grown so accustom to us that she could tell when I was forward or when he took over but of course some of the signs were obvious. Where I trudged like an Ogre through the underbrush, he moved with the stealth and strength of a panther, weaving between trees and over the new fall foliage till we at last reached our destination.  He set her down gentle and went to setting up camp, getting permission from her to leave the chain by her side with the promise to take it up again once everything was in order.  Pine needles and leaves made up the bedding for the large sleeping bag we would be sharing through the night, a rock ring for the fire and he set traps around the perimeter along with makeshift alarms bound with twin from one tree to the next till it semi-circled us within, giving me and her a sense of relative safety. Though the .40 staying on my hip made me feel better.

Finish with camp we took up the chain helping her rise from the large pine tree he had set her against and we began to explain that as deep as we was in the mountains, there was a number of things to be on alert for so keep our speech down.  Here could be found bears, cougars, wolves, rattlesnakes, copperheads, and according to him, Rogue Lycans, though I think he was just making that part up to rattle me.  (Lycan's... -cringe- The one thing I never want to see face to face as they haunted my night terrors via him, in my youth.)  

"Come" he urged.  She took his hand and he helped her up and guided her to the cliffs edge to watch the sunset.  Hues of orange, gold, pink and purples rippling into the night sky and casting over the pond was breath taking.  "Make moon?" he asked in his guttural speech pointing the oncoming night sky.  She was use to the way he talked and answered without hesitation while leaning on him.
"Yes Beasty, I'll make it to the full moon tomorrow night." She kissed him on the cheek and closed her eyes, slumping against him a moment before drawling in a deep breath and pushing herself upright again. "If I don't, you can just bring me back and make me one of you." She giggled at tease, knowing now that Vampyres are born at the birth of a human child instead of the myth of bleeding one out and feeding them vamp blood.
"BAAHAHAHAHAHA" He laughed along with her. "Slave.  Fooor ever. HA! HAHahaha!" Giving her a nudge.
"If only!" She giggled and coughed, catching her breath and sucking in air from the pain she endured. "Even if I was trapped in this body, I'd stay with my Masters and be happy to serve you two." She smiled and he could smell the blood in her mouth.  She'd become more and more romantic in the past few days but we adjusted our body and leaned our forehead to hers.  Closing our eyes and laying my hand over her's.. 

"Our Trembling lil Rabbit.." Beast and I blending our voice together in a weird up and down whispering talk. "You will always be ours from the rising of the moon, to the setting of the sun. We.. three.. will always be one." Yes it was a stupid rhyme but she ate it up like a kid does cake, and that's all that mattered to us as she melted.
"Really?" She asked not moving from the bonding moment.
"Yes, lil rabbit.. really really."  The snap of a twig had Beast spinning around and coming up between the sound and trembling rabbit. Eyes narrowed, fingers clawed 
"Damit Beast!" I yelled from inside the mind "Use the fucking weapons. I don't have claws, REMEMBER!" My vision edged to red and for a scant second I saw movement.  Beast's reflexes was far superior to mine, though I'd pay for it in the morning and possibly the next few days.  He arched his back and drew in a deep breath and a growl unlike I'd ever heard from him. "What is it Beast?" ... Nothing from him... "BEAST!  What IS IT?!" he shook his hands like shaking off water and snorted.
"Nut'n" he said short and sweat with a bristle of a porcupine as he shut me out from looking at the playback... 
Shit... That's not a nothing Nut'n, That's a something Nut'n and for whatever reason he wasn't wanting to tell.  I wanted to grill him for information but for as much as he looked calm on the outside, he was anything but.... ear's catching every noise, nose quickly picking out smells in the light wind. This was a time to assist, not hinder.  "Access, all prey files" I commanded of him and without a word a film that was more like holograph meets movies, meets smell-o-vision started playing.  This part is hard to explain but the mind works fasts as light, its our desire to understand and make a conscious thought that slows us down.  Our playbacks brought with it all the sense's memories from a time long before me.  Sight, smells, sounds, taste, feels or textures, everything he had encountered and was willing to show, rushed through me like a bolt of lightening making me feel a bit woozy and numb with information overload.
"What was it..." come the light voice of our rabbit.
"Nut'n" he repeated, but this time to her and a bit more convincing as he plopped down behind her, wrapping her up so nothing could harm her without hitting him first. "Jusss.. a`other rabbit." 
"Another rabbit my ass..." I said back, inside the mind.
"Ass to big for rabbit" He poked back at me
"Fuck you Beast.." Mentally flipping him the bird, much to his delight.
"No toys here... HA! Hahahahahahaha" and turned his attention back to our trembling rabbit.

The rest of the night was a cross between high alert and quiet seduction as we three traded touches, kisses and loving embraces till we simply couldn't take it anymore and gave in to our passions.  It was different to say the least.  For all his ferocity and love for causing fear tonight he gave her the romance novel.  Passion building up, taking his time treating her delicate and making every move as lovers do when they come to that point where the world was just too much and the only thing that mattered was the one they was with.  It was really quite sickening and after finishing she lay there panting and wiped a tear from her eye.
"Did I do something wrong?" She asked him in a genuine hurt, whisper.
"Huh?" We both responded.. shit shit shit!! she knows... I braced for impact, figuring another chemistry induced fight that would wake up half the mountain.
"Why would you do that to me? What did I do?  Is it because I'm sick?" she side batted at us from where she lay, tapping us in the chest and rolling to her side, sobbing.
"Lil Rabbit..." We started but her temper beat us to the punch as she spun back over and feebly punched us, tears streaming down her cheeks. "But.." 
"Shut up.  Just.. Shut up!  I don't want to hear your bullshit, Max" She pointed almost defiantly into my eye. "Not one fucking word from you either Beast! I expected better!" In a huff of hurt and anger she rolled over and resumed her crying, curled in fetal position. Closing my eyes, I gave Beast his chain.  In trying to make her romance novel come true, I'd forgotten the key element... books are heart strings and happily ever afters, She wasn't here for happily ever after.  She was here to be consumed by a vampire.  She was here to be with him.  To her, that was her romance novel ending.
A growl erupted from my throat, he narrowed my eyes and without mercy he clamped his hand around her throat and dragged her towards the dying fire. Her squeak of surprise, followed by the death grip on his wrist wasn't in any romance novel but her scent didn't scream fear despite her shaking so hard she could have re-sparked the fire if he'd put a flint in her ass crack. Quite the opposite even though she put a weak struggle to be free the look of awe and admiration was clear as he stopped by the fire's side, kneeled between it and her and pinned her there. "WHOOOoo" He growled in anger "Arrrre, YOU?!" His opposite hand shot out to hover over the cherry coals of half burnt logs. She squirmed and dug at his fingers around her throat. "C.. Can't... Breath" She choked out which only earned her a tighter grip around the muscles in the back of her neck, giving the illusion of cutting off more air. "RABBIT" she quickly chirped and sobbed. "I.. I'm Rabbit!" she squeaked out beneath his merciless hand.
"WRONG!" He yelled as his hand plunged into the fire, balling into a fist as it went in to strike the embers and cause a bloom of wood sparks to flare into the air.  "Mo`k! D`K Li`T" (Come! dark light) His voice boomed with power as he brought his hand up in a claw, standing and dragging the trembling rabbit off the ground to pin her back against his leg where she stared with wonder as the coals yielded up flames to dance before her.  His hand spun over the flames and more words unknown to this time was chanted seemly cause the fire to bellow into life.  Returning his attention to her he looked down at her. "AGAIN!" He begun to drag her up his leg, forcing her to her feet and causing her to stand with her back pressed to his belly and dangling on tip-toes. A light spray of blood splattered over her lips as she clung to his wrist.
"S.s... .. slave" she finally whispered.  His clawed hand came down, slapping into her slick and causing her to gasp on the uplift as his fingers slid into her.  His hand may not have been coals but her legs kick at his as she squirmed beneath his fiery touch.
"WHoooo...Am.. I" He growled in her ear, giving no leniency.
Her body went still.. almost limp and I gave a tug on his chain from within the mind.
"Massster.." Her voice was full of lust as though the very words caressed her body and stirred her soul.
"MIIIIIINE" He growled, shifting his arms as he leaned her forward slightly and replaced his fingers with the fullness of his manhood.
Throughout the night, I left to two have at each other knowing that when I woke, the bandages were going to be used to their fullest.  Sure Beast is good at what he does but its up to me to clean up the mess... Grinning like the cat who ate the canary I drifted off into slumber to the sounds of hissing, small shrieks of pain and over whelming nagging that I didn't bring enough bandages.

When I woke in the morning I knew my nagging was correct as I stretched and felt like my hand was on fire while my limbs were being torn open all along my biceps, shoulders, neck and chest.  For one so weak she sure could... wait.. is that eggs I smell cooking?  I slowly spun in place, hand searching for the .40 that should be close by and looking towards the .. I gulped! SHIT SHIT SHIT! Quickly I pushed back away from the edge of the cliff feeling my heart pounding in my throat. 
"BEEEEEAST!" I began in my mind, wanting to give him an earful.  In return all I heard was chuckling and a flash of how I'd gotten here, making me shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose. The perky voice of our trembling rabbit sounded in my ears.
"Good morning sleepy head." She said almost skipping over to me with a plate of eggs, causing me to panic slightly... She shouldn't be able to do that.

"What did you do Beast?!" I yelled into the recesses of my mind only to be answered with an image of him flipping me off and the sound of laughter going into the distance. "Fine! sleep it off you bastard but when you wake, we are having this talk!" Again another image but this time of the double bird... Well somebody's feeling frisky.
"G'morning rabbit." I replied in a half laugh as everything began to catch up with my addled mind.
"Isn't it a wonderful morning, Maxi pad?" Her twisted little nickname for me.  She stood butt ass naked, covered in slashes, cuts and bruises, silhouetted in the dew and rising fog as the sun kissed the sky in light blues crisscrossed in fluffy clouds.
"If you say so, bunny." Taking the offered plate and grinning at her over sized breast. "New meds?" I asked knowing I wasn't going to like the answer.
"Nope!" She giggled much like the girl I'd meet back in the Pizzeria as she smacked my head playfully and pointed at my chest.  Her grin told me everything I didn't want to hear. Begrudgingly I lifted my fingers to my very tender chest and tried to look.
"Gawd damnit Beast..." I said in a whisper. A flash of the contract danced through my mind and all I could do was sigh... He'd found a loophole and exploited it, leaving me to sit there and deal with the consequences. Well fuck me running sideways, I thought before slowly running my fingers over the cuts in my chest, one.. two... three... "Fuuuck".  Bonded... I could feel the welts in the shape of teeth pocked along the skin near the cuts. "You know what this means, yes?" I ask rabbit as she knelt at my feet and tossed her hair to one side, baring her neck in submission to seek knowledge without fear of denial or anger to any questions asked.
"Would you please tell me, Master Max?" she asked, eyes all a sparkle. As was our custom I reached out and stroked her hair before starting in.
"First off, it means if you no longer wish to do that, you're free not to." She raise her head slightly a bit confused. "No, we didn't release you from being our slave." I took her hand and pulled her gently to have her sit into her familiar style of knees tucked to chest with arms wrapped around as she stared at me waiting for more. I took up one of the eggs, folding it with my fingers and stuffing it in my mouth. Once I swallowed the nicely cooked aborted baby chicken fetus I sucked my fingers and looked her in the eyes with the best smile I could give considering the situation. "congratulations Mrs. Beasty Maxi Pad." I said dryly.  Recognition set in quickly as she was use to the way we speak. 
"No. Way." She said, head popping up off her knees.
"Yup"
"Nooo Way" 
"Yup, Yup and triple yup." I maneuvered onto my knees and took her face in my hands. "By Vampiric law we are married, for lack of better wording." I kissed her lovingly feeling her emotions swell up through me like a tide coming in. When I broke the kiss I placed my forehead against her's and continued.  "What's ours is your's.  Tomorrow we'll go back out of these mountains and get the tat's done." Her head pulled away from mine with a small tear leaking the edges.
"But... Is that what you want?" She asked searching my eyes.
"Little Rabbit, for as much as I tried not to give in to my emotions, I do love you and now I can truly say it.  With all I am, I am yours." I did mean it, the jealousy I'd harbored was from that very thing. More than once I had almost declared my love for this sassy little trembling rabbit that could take a beast and tame him with her body.
"Wh.. why now?" She asked a little skeptical.
"I haven't said those words to any woman and meant it in more years than I can remember. With him and his issues, how could I ever say I love you when I didn't think he was even able to?" I looked at her and she touched her heart.
"What IS that?" She looked at me with a bit of shock and confusion as my emotions broke through the ever so strong barriers I'd formed over the years.
"That's us." I explained. "When we bonded.  Its more than a ring of metal and piece of paper that the mundane make in mockery. We feel you and you feel us. Nothing will be hidden from you any longer unless you decide to ignore what we are feeling." I squeezed her hand and got up feeling far more naked than just being without clothing. "If you like, we can have the ceremony in the grave yard just like you always wanted and have your name legally changed to Mrs Heathen." I dusted my ass and headed for the back pack, where I had at least one pare of clean clothing. "Would that please you?" I asked looking over my shoulder as I dug out the clothing.
"mHmm" She responded wiping tears from her eyes. "I would like that very much." She stood and run over wrapping her arms around me and holding on to my core. "But.. what about.."
"Don't worry about it." I stated "So long as you keep feeding from us your body will begin to mend though I can't say you'll ever be fully healed. So you'll need to keep up with the pills, or at least the main ones." She squealed with delight, squeezing us with all she hand and I could feel her strength was returning.
"You're not lying to me, right Master Maxi pad?" She asked with more hope than she'd had in months.  Quickly I spun around on her, grabbed her by the throat and growled low.  No, not Beast... he wasn't the only one with that talent.
"Slave! Don't you ever question me like that again! This shit ain't no joke. If ANYBODY finds out, its a death sentence for us. Do you understand that?" I demanded.  She quickly nodded her head, undaunted, as her skin began to pop with heat and her trembling kicked into overdrive. I went to let go but she grabbed my hand in both of her's to hold me around her throat.
"I love Master. Please don't let me go.. I'll surely fall on my ass or fly off into the sun." She began to giggle and cry once again.
"No my lil rabbit... I'll never let you go" I said before kissing her.
"Rabbit Heathen." She chuckled in her correction of my wording, causing me to chuckle along with her.
"Yes, Rabbit Heathen, I'll never let you go." Nodding over my shoulder towards the woods. "Though its going to be hard to get dressed and gather up some fire wood if I don't." She shook her head and I lowered her to the ground. "We'll stay here till the sun is close to setting and head back home. He needs some time to rest."
"K." she said and started getting dressed in the cloths I tossed her.
I was half way through gathering fire wood when I come across a set of foot prints that didn't match ours when I notice one of his traps had be set off and popped my head up, looking around suspiciously.  That twig wasn't any rabbit in the forest from yesterday...Somebody was out here. Somebody smart enough to know how to not get snared or set off the alarm system he'd set. Shit!
"Hey bunny," I started off talking normally while I tried not to look like I was shaken and looking around the woods. "Gather up the weapons if you would and set to breaking camp.  I've changed my mind.  It's time to go before the sun sets.  She was already looking at me funny with her hand over her heart and I knew she knew, she'd felt my startle and had already picked up the .40 in route for the Katana.
"Don't worry Master, I'm already on it" She said cheerfully looking around and shaking .. she was afraid this time, and to be quite honest, so was I.

As I've stated before, I knew the way but I wasn't Beast. I didn't move as fast nor as stealthy. Sure I could sneak with the best of them but that required moving slowly and it was a long way back.  We broke camp, snuffing out the embers and began our journey back. Rabbit didn't require me to carry her any longer but she had worse stealth than I did, snapping twig, slipping on rocks and squeaking at every sound in the forest which seemed way too quiet for this time of day but we didn't have a choice.  There wasn't a cave for miles to hide in and that would take us further from the truck so we pressed on.  As night came I could feel him stirring from his slumber, finally behind my left eye he looked out.  I didn't need to update him, he was fully aware of the situation and I was more then happy to take a back seat. "You're going to need to drive, Beast." I spoke in the mind. "Get us out of here to the truck and I'll take over from there." He nodded my head and swooped Rabbit up into his arms dropping the supply bag and taking off in a steady run.  I could feel his instincts kick into high as we ran through the wood, silent as the predators that I now realized were in pursuit. We couldn't see them but we sure as fuck smelled their scent all over the path we was taking.  They must be other kin, what else could follow our scent trail like this?! Friendly and curious or foe and waiting for the right moment, neither of us knew but we wasn't sticking around to find out.  Sun down to sun up, sun up to sun down we saw nothing but more than once we heard movement shadowing us.  How many, we was unsure as they never seemed to make more than one noise at a time and always off to our right, somewhere behind.  Beast pushed himself to his limits and as much as we hated to admit it, we needed to stop. It was midday so the chances of being snuck up on wasn't a concern but the fact that we wasn't going to make it to the truck until around sun up the next day was all too serious to be ignored. We sat Rabbit down at the base of a large pine and cocked the .40 for her.
"Listen bunny... we don't have a choice in this.  We're out of food and we only have enough water for your pills." She started to protest but we stopped her. "No! You will listen to us. This is our only choice. We didn't plan for this so we are going to have to hunt them and find out if they are friendly or not, understand?" Her lips trembled and she shook so violently that even if she did get a shot off the chance was slim she'd hit anything.
"P..p.. please d..don't leave me here." Her eyes smashed us. For all the bravery she had to stand up humbly, against Beast, this was her breaking point. Growling at the fates we snorted and nodded our consent. Slowly taking the .40 back we gave her the Katana and showed her where to strike if the need was to arise. "This is the best defensive position between here and the truck and if they are going to make a move it'll be when the moon comes up. Try to get some sleep, beloved. We're gonna need to stay awake all night and make a break for it in the morning. Beast will be strengthened by then and if he can feed tonight, that will get us there." She just nodded, unable to stop quaking.  She slumped down against the tree and curled up but nobody was fooled.. there would be no sleep till we got to the truck.  We took out the hand hatchet and set about taking out saplings to clear the area around us. Beast set his traps and we used the saplings to form a small pike wall to each side of us, leaving only one way in.  The time and energy it took to dig them in was more than what we wanted to spend but knowing her blood would work it's magic in us, we decided this was the best option.  Thankfully with Beast to the forward position, I didn't get hungry but I could feel his and we could smell them much more clearly.  There was at least two of them, one female by the smell of it and they apparently didn't care that we knew they was there. We didn't have long to rest as the sun was now sinking into the horizon and had not Beast been to the fore, this would have been a very short battle. He heard it more than saw as he dropped, rolled and come up with a dagger, turning the next arrow that swooshed by our ear so close I swear you could hear the feathers bristle in the wind. My vision went red and I grasped his chains pulling him back.
"Eaaasy Beast. If they are using bows, you may get to them but our rabbit will be a target long before we do.  Bait them in." I spoke in the mind.  "We can't leave her." He nodded with a snort, grabbed her by the arm and drug her behind a pike wall to keep the arrows from finding a home.  A few more arrows whizzed by or got deflected while coming through our shoddy pike wall. "Make it count, Beast. We only get one shot at this." He narrowed his eyes and grabbed up one of the three saplings we had laid out for spears.  In one fluid move he shot forward, standing in the entrance of the pike wall and heaved his spear towards where the last arrow had come from.  The sting of the arrow grazing our thigh, followed by his howl of pain as the second arrow sent us spinning back towards the pine.  Bunny shrieked but stopped from coming to us as he winked at her and clutched his now bleeding shoulder.  That's all it took as the sounds of foot falls came rushing in proceeded by a couple more arrows that Beast rolled out of the way of and dodge as he come to his feet, slumped a bit and protecting his chest with the dagger, left arm seemingly useless as it dangled by our side. It really would have been less of a performance had he been able to feed but isn't that the way of real life versus movies? You don't always get what you want.  As the two come into view, Beast bolted forward in a darting pattern to make their bows useless on the run. Arrows flashed by but Beast kept pressing ever forward in his zig-zag pattern broken up to keep them from determining his path.  As the first come within range, Beast spun, kicking up dirt and leaves as the left arm came to life, shooting forth the bullets from the .40 and I don't care who you are, if you don't wear protective armor those hollow points do a fantastic job!  The male dropped like a ton of brick with three in the chest. Beast didn't stop but kept pressing forward as the female stopped and started to back petal. Watching her mate drop had taken the fire out of her and we wasn't about to let that rekindle. She turned and bolted for the nearest tree, barely making it as another three bullets splintered wood from is big pine trunk.  She didn't stick around for us to catch up but took off in full run, our bullets whizzing by her as we tried to get a bead. "HOLD!" I pulled back on his chains making him stop his pursuit. "We're getting to far out, Beast.  The goal is to make it to dawn, not kill them all." His growl of disapproval was noted but ignored. "Get back to bunny, she's terrified and YOU bonded us with her! NOW BACK!" He snorted and spat as he watched his quarry vanish into the trees and growing shadows.  The moon would be up soon, we can feed and... The pain was searing as it raked across our back, too late we realized there wasn't two, there was three and this one must have been running on the other side of us, waiting for his moment.  We fell to the ground barely able to roll out of the way as the sword blade stabbed into the earth where we had been.  Beast continued to roll as the man's blade stabbed again and again until Beast was able to predict the stab and instead of rolling away he rolled into the man, the blade slicing a shallow cut along our arm but our dagger didn't miss its mark, slamming into the back meat of the calf and viciously slashing out the back.  The man's leg buckled as the tendons severed to our blade causing him to fall over tops us as we rolled into the leg.  Beast was faster than the attacker and come around on all fours, launching onto the mans back. Our .40 met the back of his head and "Click, Click, Click" SHIT! Full beast mode Beast bashed the back of his skull with the pistol, roaring with battle lust he hadn't felt in a decade.  I could feel the blood lust start to set in as we slid off him and got to our feet.  We rolled the corpse over with thoughts of feeding but in the last of the day's light we saw our fear's wasn't misplaced.  Hunters.. no not the kind that go out looking for deer or bears in the mountains, these were zealots, hunters of all Other Kin.  The ones who knew for one reason or another that Vampires, Lycans, Faye and witches did exist among mankind but not as the movies projected... They live in host, spirits that span the gulf of time, coming back from the other realm to run free in this one. We discarded the spent clip and pocket it, patting where the next should have been but must have been lost in all the running and battle.  Our heart sunk as fear weld up in us and a scream pierced us through. "NO!" With all we was we ran back towards our bunny, we could feel her fear, the pain that wracked her body and we had foolishly went too far out. In the heat of battle we had momentarily forgotten about the female and our fear was realized as we came out of trees full bore to see the woman standing over our lil rabbit, her bow pointing down for a point blank shot.  We couldn't see our bunny but nor did we have to to know the outcome of what had happened.  While we was fighting, this huntress had double backed and was about to kill our little rabbit.  The roar that ripped out of our throat was a blend of both ours and I gave him his chain. "KILL!" I raged from in the mind, as though Beast wasn't already fully intending to that very thing.  Blood lust, hate, and blind rage burned through our body as we launched toward the woman soon as we was within range. She spun, let loose her arrow and the pain didn't even matter our dagger slammed home in the hollow of her collarbone and our weight bore down on top of her.  How many times we stabbed her was unknown as Beast didn't stop till he had ripped her head from her body and thrown it to wind. Blood covered we slumped over the body fully exhausted from the effort and it was then we noticed the arrow that had run us through, sticking out our back.  It had found its home through our vitals and was lodge soundly. It didn't matter... we'd saved out bunny, that's all that mattered in the moment as we huffed trying to fight for consciousness.
"beast.." came a very faint and weak voice of our rabbit. "M.. Max." a cough and the smell of her blood filled our senses. 
"Rabbit..." We crawled off the body and turned to see our rabbit with an arrow sticking out of her... we had failed.  The arrow had pierced her lung and in the weaken state of both of us, there was no hope in making it to the truck, nor to a hospital even if by some glimmer of a miracle we did manage the trek to the vehicle. She reached out to us and we crawled our way to her. "Feed from her, Beast..." a cough racked her body as blood covered her lips and run down the side.
"Can't.." I said.."They lace their bodies with death dust and their blood is poison to him." Finally reaching her we lay with our hand pressing the area around the shaft protruding from her. She run her hand over our bald head, petting us before grabbing us by the beard and pulling our head up to look her in the eyes.
"Feed from me.." she pleaded. "I'm dead already.."
"No.." I stated bluntly. "We'd.. rather die with you." Pain wracked my body making us bow up a moment. "..Than life without you." She pulled on our beard and we followed her lead as we made our way to her lips.
"You promised..." she didn't flinch or stammer in her words. "You must live, so I can live in you.." her nervous smile did nothing to settle our mind but the contract flashed through our mind.  We had promised.  We'd made a contract.  Sighing with grief, I nodded to Beast... A contract must be upheld unless broken on the other side.  Taking a moment to gather ourselves we sat back on our knees and pulled the arrow till we could feel the arrow tip at the flesh in our back.  The pain was excruciating but with what strength we could muster Beast broke the wooden shaft.  I'd like to say we was like Rambo, that we toughed it out like manly men but I'm not that kind of manly. The pain that shot through me almost caused us to black out and fighting for air was like drowning in a lake. There we sat a bit longer gasping and collecting ourselves once again.  We looking down on Bunny as she turned her head and bare her neck for us. I had no expectations of surviving this.  Beast blood was strong, sure.  We'd survived a lot that should have killed us many times over but this wasn't like leaping off a roof and crashing through tree limbs, this wan't like the slashes we'd self inflicted so many years ago.  Internal organs wasn't just going to mend by drinking from her but she didn't need to know that. Obediently, with our heart crushing beneath the task we slashed her porcelains skin and snatched her flow between our teeth drinking all she was giving as we held her head against our shoulder. If the wound didn't kill us, the amount of blood being taken would do the job. I can not put into words the sorrow that unleashed through us as we felt her life force slip from her body into ours and her hand fall from where she'd clasp hold of us. I can not speak to how Beast pulled the arrow from my flesh, nor to how we survived that night, wrapped around her corpse.  What I can say is in the following week, we burned the bodies and scattered her ashes to the winds. Afterwords we took our grief out on the wildlife found in those mountain wherein we shall never return.

End.

I hope you enjoyed the read and feel free to post your commits below.  Concerning Trembling Rabbit, don't ask what is real or made up.  The pain of losing her still settles hard on us and writing this blog was meant as a means to cleanse our heart and keep her memory alive as a valiant Trembling Rabbit that gave her life to save more then ours.
I'll love you always my loving Bunny, my perfect Slave.

 I know by the title you are here curious as fuck about the chains... Welcome to the Cage you bunch of adorable lil freaks that I <3 so much!

I like using Chains and Rope in more than doing scenes of sexual bliss.  I've been known to bind myself for no more reason then to feel the comfort of the restricting touching that ropes can bring or the small bites in the flesh where a chain link gets you in the most unexpected times.  Oh, did I mention that I hide this under my clothing and go shopping or even to work? No?... tee hee... heeell yeah, bitches!  You may read this and have a moment of shock, thinking.. but what if somebody touches or bumps into you, won't they.. SOCIAL DISTANCING! GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!! lol  But no, I could care less what people think about my kinks.  Personally, to watch them go big eyed or get that "wtf" look is just a thrill for me and I just wink and walk away with a big ass grin on my face.

HOWEVER... When you are in a meeting with all your associates that have somewhat respect for you and you for them and you feel that link break.. in the small of your back as you lean forward to grab a paper report, followed by the small sound of chain falling into your ass crack... O... M...G... You know everybody heard that... or at least those beside you heard it.  Trying to keep a straight face and continue on as though nothing happened can be almost as hard as breaking wind in a funeral while you are giving the eulogy.  At this point you start questioning your life choices or.. if you broke wind, you lunch choices.  Now if that was the end of it all and you could just make it through the meeting and leave without saying a word, get to a privet place and um.. fix that lil fucker because you can't full body wrap with just a few inches of chain... THAT would be SUCH. A. Relief!  BUT WAIT! You don't know my luck or my motto... If you're going fuck shit up, fuck it up right!  Leave no doubt in anybodies mind that this shit..oh yeah, its real now!

Sooo as the head of cooperate turns the meeting over to me.. (Stop laughing!) I get the honor of not just standing up, wherein the chain now feels the need to unravel and go down my pants...slowly... slithering between flesh and cloth, but I get to walk the 100 miles to the projector screen that should have only been 10 feet away.  Every step something loosens and takes the slide... all the sudden my body seems to be hatching an alien to all those on lookers and I'm just trying to clinch my ass cheeks around that chain to keep it from falling down the pants leg and onto the floor... to be drug behind me... like a lil black snake trying to find its way up my leg. (Go ahead, wipe your tears of laughter.. i'll wait.... ... ...)  Unabashed! I move forward, make it to the screen with absolutely ALL of my dignity, yeah right, more like not looking anybody in the eye and fully focusing on the screen; trying for all I'm worth to remember what I was going to say because in all the heat of the moment, SOMEBODY forget the paperwork at their seat.  (NOT going back for it.)  I continue on this lil horror show by swallowing my pride and getting straight to business.  Not even a quarter way into the presentation, STILL clinching my ass cheeks together, I raise my arm to point... at.. the screen... (Side note: Law of gravity dictates that what goes up, must come down) and the lead link slips over my shoulder because guess where it broke.. oh yes! The binder link.  You know... the one that holds all the chain together in your wonderful work of art that you spent close to an hour constructing on your body... umhmmm.. that's the one.  It didn't break after all, apparently I just didn't get it fully fastened. How do I know this?  Oh yes, you get the gold star!  Down my pants to THUNK.. not pink or silently fall against your shoe oh no... Those slacks ain't stopping that piece of steel from its earth shattering course to the floor. NOPE!   Sooo there I stand, feeling like an autobot in full breakdown mode as those eighth inch links crash around my now enlarging gut, threatening to weight my not so tight belt past my not so big hips (hence the afore mentioned binder link that slid over my ass like I was dropping a turd.) and I'm forced to grab my belt in desperation as my voice breaks like a teenager coming out of puberty... Did I make it through the meeting? Oh HEEELL NO! Like a weather reporter I was like, Now we turn it over to you Bob! and walk my ass out of the conference room.. sounding something like a ghost on Scooby-doo... 

Guess who got fired today?

Awell, I can always move out of state.. or country.. but not till I sleep with the boss's wife who while on the way out with all my stuff gave me a stern verbal thrashing (as she is part of the upper management) and decided that putting her number on my pink slip was the best way to let me know... I'm not the only kinky fucker working there!  You may be thinking for surely you are NOT that stupid but I refer you back to my previously mentioned Motto!

*Bows.. hears the links breaks and sighs.*

I hope y'all got a great laugh to this visual piece of fiction writing!  lol 

Like i'm that stupid to not know how to correctly set a binder link, psh!  Mwah!  Happy Zombie Apocalypse! 

(This is part 2 of an ongoing story, scroll down in my blog for Pt 1.  They easily read independently but reading the first will give better insight to this one.)

((As with all my story post, this is based on my life with added fiction to preserver identity, locations, and for the pleasure of the reader.  You are left to figure out or assume what is true, what is not or if this is all just a decent read to kill time with.  Enjoy & feel free to post comments, ask questions below.))

We both had driven close to an hour from our homes to this pizza joint and despite her best efforts, I played the morals card of sleeping with a woman on the first date and how my Ma'maw would come out of her grave and beat me, if I took her home.  "Tomorrow" I promised. "We can make a day of it if you like." She agreed, thankfully and we went our separate ways. Not even half way home I get a text "Where do you live? lol", normally I'm not much for texting and driving as I've almost been hit by an idiot doing the same thing but it was dark out and the road was barren so I texted her back, giving her my home address, followed with how I looked forward to the time with her and how much I enjoyed our date.  Oddly enough, I really meant it.  The oddity that made her, her, was actually very appealing despite how I felt upon initially meeting her. The thought of bedding her, letting myself be open with her detoured the thoughts of the deal made and by the time I unlocked the front door, I knew porn was on the menu tonight especially with the scent of her slick still in my mustache.  Yup! that didn't take long.  I'd gotten home close to eleven thirty and was in the shower before midnight.The pup went to barking and I hollered at him to shut up as I got out of the shower and was drying off.  Stupid dog was probably hearing the neighborhood cats on the porch again but as I opened the bathroom door, I heard what had riled him up. Knock Knock Knock.  Who the hell was at my door this time of night?  I rarely keep lights on, as I really don't need them to get around in my own home and prefer the darkness.  I could see a silhouette outside my door window and me being me, walked into my bedroom grabbing up my .40 and a dagger. Instead of going to the door, I knew nobody could see me in the darkness of my home and slipped out the back door.  There is nothing in the world that get a persons attention like the sound a .40 chambering a bullet.  The figure dropped to the ground, hands in the air,
"Shit shit shit!" came the panic of a squeaking voice.
huh? what the fuck was she doing here? "Little rabbit?"
I'd come around the opposite side of the drive so I hadn't noticed her car.
"P..P..Pleeease don't shoot me, beast.." she pleaded in groveling fear. 
Now I felt like a complete smuck! "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, lowering the gun and catching my towel before it dropped from around my waist. I could hear her breathing in gasp, her back pressed against my door, sniffling while trying not to have a break down. "I... I... you said tomorrow." sniff sniff, not daring to regain her feet. "It's technically tomorrow... after midnight, right?" I pinched the bridge of my nose, careful not to cut myself with my own blade. "Technically yes... but damn girl, you was almost shot. What was you thinking?" I started up onto my porch, setting the gun and dagger on the outdoor table and reaching down to help her up.  She hesitantly raised her hand to take mine, squeaking out. "I missed you..." I don't melt. I'm a freak'n man. I couldn't even remember the last time I cried, kinda man... but dammit, her innocents in the reply made something flip inside and that made me feel... weird.  Looking down on her, her small little hand in mine, I lifted lightly and sure enough she weighed nothing to me. However, I wasn't expecting the hand that went under my towel and brushed over my manhood as I brought her to her knees.

'What... the fuck?!?' Rang through my mind and even my beast shared the moment of surprise.

"Get up, girl." I tugged again but she instead parted my towel and took me into her mouth.  Morally, I should have stopped her. Ma'maw was gonna raise from the grave for sure but um.. yeah, no way I was going to stop what she was doing. The skill of her tongue was a blissful sensation and the way her teeth raked over me simply flipped a switch somewhere!

After a few moments, with me throbbing hard as rock, she rose and draped her arms around my neck. "Now do I please you?" um, DUH! was what I should have said, what my brain for a fleeting moment did say, but instead I pulled her skirt up to find she came prepared.  Smoothly shaven, wet and ready... my primal instincts took over, lifting her off the ground and penning her against the door before I entered her with her legs wrapped around my waist.  Didn't care that anybody who dove up or down the street could most likely see us, the thought hadn't even crossed my mind as I took her with the dog barking on the other side of the door.  How long we was out there, I don't know but my body burned so hot we was sweating in the cold of the night.  When I finally did come to my senses I didn't bother to set her down. I wasn't sure she could walk anyways, feeling like a rag doll barely holding on. Around the house and back inside, I laid her on the couch and the dog figured it was his place to find out who this new person was while I went out the front door to recover my weapons. 
At this point, things had already gone further than I'd plan for the night.  I'd been up all day and was emotionally and physically spent.  Even getting the pup off her as she laughed to his licks of her hand and arm, seemed like a task.
"Alexa, Living-room light on."... "Dog, Bed." "You..." I looked at her and began to chuckle.
The buttons were missing off her shirt, her hair a mess, lipstick smeared all the way down her chin, mascara... well, to be frank, she looked like a cheap hooker coming off shift. "I don't know what to do with you." I chuckled and swiped my hand over my eyes in exhaustion.

"Aww, whats the matter? Did widdle bitty bunny wear out the big bad beasty?" she said, with those big doe eyes batting at me and fingernail on the bottom lip.

Oooh HELL NO!

she didn't just...

"mmm girly you should really think before you speak."  I said as my voice become guttural.
I took a back seat behind my own eyes and let the darkness come forward. There it was... I could see it in her eyes... fear welling up as the change came on, and the growling snarl of hunger issued forth to the challenge.

"M, M, M, MAX?!"

"Don't kill her," I whispered to my darkness within the mind.  "Not tonight.  She wanted to know you.  She knows the safety word..." and I know she saw the grin when I whispered to him, "She's all yours..." She back petaled up the couch and against the wall, shaking like a Hitachi again. Her jaws clenched as tight as her closed eyes when he set upon her, ripping the flimsy skirt to the belt before pinning her to the wall with his hand between her breast. I expected to hear the safety word as she whined in fear, feebly pushing against his arm like she could get free.  Her knees snapped shut but it didn't slow him even a moment as he forced them back open and buried his head.  Normally I would pull him back, tell him to be gentler, but THIS is what she wanted, wasn't it? "Just say the safety word and it'll end..." I said within the mind as I watched through his eyes but taking no action to stay him. "Say it.. come on little rabbit.. Just say it before he truly hurts you."  While I waited, for what wasn't to come, her resistance turned to moans and thrust.  Small cries of fear more than pain as he bit her from time to time on the inner thighs.  "So be it trembling rabbit," I thought before slipping off into mental slumber and leaving them to their fate. "You're on your own..."

When I woke in the morning, my body ached as it often did when he was free to play.  My body was covered in scratches, shoulders and chest with bite marks and hickies but she lay there spooned into me, still as death and I began to wonder.  I scanned the memory of what all happened, skipping sections till a jolt pulled me out of my mind.  There it was... just one, not like the woman I knew awake but still alive and trembling in her sleep.  My hand skimmed her naked flesh, smooth as silk, criss crossed with welts, bite marks and broken flesh but he didn't kill her. 

"Not yet".. he whispered to me before fading into the recluses of my mind.

"Not yet", I whispered back.

However one might view the situation, in my core, I am a guardian.  A protecting provider. This is part of me and I fell into the role, slipping out of the bed and fixing breakfast with coffee. Usually I would go into game mode and spend hours on my PC but she was in my bed and my PC was there close by.  Her body needed the sleep so I didn't disturb her in the least as I went about my day keeping the dog trapped out of the bedroom.  When she woke, I was waiting for her in living room. My home isn't very big but she seemed to take her time in making her way to me on the couch and I didn't make an effort to start conversation.  Considering what she had been through, I figured coffee, OJ, food and bandages was more of a need than conversation and I set to task while she watched me server her in silence.  As she ate, I cleansed and bandaged her wounds, listening to her protest and smirking at her flinches.  Her porcelain skin was black and blue and I wondered how long it would take for these to heal.  When I finished all I could do, I sat across from her on the small futon that fit snugly in the nook of my living-room, turned up the t.v. and waited.  She is female after all and what female can go more than 10 minutes without saying a word? It was cute watching her eat and I know its a reoccurring thyme but she literally ate like a bunny.  Both hands on her food, clip, clip, clip, in little bites, her top lip folding over the bottom just like a rabbit.

"What?" She asked, slightly annoyed at me watching her eat.

"You can't help yourself can you?" I asked.

She batted her eyes like something caught her lashes, placing her forearms on her thighs while leaning over her plate for yet another round of rabbit food.

"Whaaat?" She asked, dramatizing her eyes an making me chuckle.

"You are fucking cute as hell." I stated. "Look at you, butt ass naked sitting there eating like a dainty rabbit."

She didn't stop, nor did she even skip a beat. "I was butt ass naked before you covered me like a mummy." She wasn't use to talking like this, I could see her shake all the harder every time a bold statement came out, like expecting a back lash.

"He's not me." I stated to an unspoken question.

"Who's not you?" she quip.

"whoever it is that you're expecting to lash out at you for talking like that."

Food hit plate and tears welled up as she drew her knees to her chest.  Shit... too soon apparently... Good job dumb ass, I berated myself before I opened my arms and she looked at me, unsure in my motives. "Come on." I bid her gently. "In my home, you are safe. Nobody flesh or spirit will come into my home to hurt you while I'm here.  Not without your consent." again I beckoned to her with my hands and she slid over, timidly touched my chest and looked at me with those big doe eyes of hers.  Two episodes of Sword Art On-line went by before she tried to sit up and break my embrace.

"I need to go pee..."

I chuckled and pointed back the way she'd come. "around the corner to the right and um... thank you for the bladder update. Glad to know you still can." I'm not sure if you call what she did a real slap but it made me laugh and shoo her away.  "Go on, Go on, shesh... your gonna break a nail" I chuckled.

"Already did, last night." Flashing me her middle finger as she rounded the corner to go "PEE".  I just rolled my eyes smirking, shook my head and returned to my anime realizing that for all my internal complaints over her, she had a way of making my face hurt.

The rest of the day was spent acclimating her to my home, answering questions and watching as her energy levels would ebb and flow. Twice she'd taken small cat naps to recover and woke asking for him but I explained that he rarely comes forward during the daylight hours and when he does, it's rather painful as the suns heat burns my ginger skin faster and the light was blindingly painful.

When the sun set I could see the hurt on her face when he didn't come forward for her and I was left to explain the nature of a beast. She had stayed naked in hopes to please him, not that I minded, but when the questions enviably came I was forced to be the barer of bad new... He had fed. There was no more use for her.

"But" she began to protest.

"You're different?" I stated with unintentional sarcastic annoyance, more than questioned. "He loves you?... Are you really that naive? Just because a wild animal eats the food you offer, doesn't mean it gives a rats ass about you. Its survival instincts." I could tell that statement smarted as though I'd slapped her and I sighed..Great job asshole... "Listen..." I started out gently and pulled her onto my lap at the computer desk. "I've dealt with him since I was like, twelve.  He doesn't lie. He means what he says in the moment but in all the years of dealing with him, I've never known him to actually have that emotional connection.  I'm not sure he even can."

Unwilling to hear me she began again "but" and again I filled in the blanks.

"This isn't Disney, luv. When he fulfills his deal with you, it won't be in a lovers embrace. It'll be beneath the fangs of a top predator who's good at what he does. You may feel like he loves you right now and that's your choice but I'm telling you... what he loves about you is that you consented to giving him what flows in your veins... All of it." I watched as the light of hope went out in her eyes.  I cradled her head against my chest as she sat there trembling.  Why did I say that? Was I jealous? Trying to spare her more pain? Perhaps I've been so numb for so long, I've forgotten that truth doesn't need to be so sharp edged.  Didn't matter why I did it. You can't un-ring the bell. She didn't say anything, just crawled into the bed and buried her head in the pillow.

Well hell's bells.. wasn't I just the charmer?.

She was fine with me gaming while she slept but even a few hours gaming couldn't pull me out of my funk. Like it or not, he and I had to have a talk.  With a large glass of wine, a cigar and my dagger, I sat staring at the broken rabbit as she slept. A light of the match... the sting of the blade... the drops of blood mixed in his wine and I could feel him stir behind my eyes. "Darkest greetings my friend" I said in my mind as I formed a room within and placed myself standing beside the imprinted bed and chair.  I handed over the wine and lit cigar and offered him to sit next to her sleeping form on the bed.

His shadowy form took what he saw as his rightful place beside his meal. 'Toooo what... do I owe... all this?' His gravely tone of slow speech asked while motioning to the backdrop. "You know why I'm here.." I said nodding to the sleeping form. His laughter bubbled up through the billows of black smoke while his swirls began to solidify into more of a humanoid shape. "I... didn't... kill her." he stated in a now more solidified state that resembled a human mixed with bat, to communicate with. "Assss... we agreed, yessss?" 

"yes" I stated, bluntly. "As we agreed but..." 

"But you don't want me to..." and thus began the mind games, play with words, flashes of images and time went by in the mental battle for her death. After what felt like hours we finally came to the point of my request "I'm not ASKING you to Call off the deal.." I spoke more frustrated and upset at the continuous repetition that comes with trying to explain a concept in a language you don't understand. "Can you make her BELIEVE that you love her? I KNOW you can't MAKE her love you.  I know you don't actually love her... I GET THAT but dammit Beast..." I sighed and plopped down in my chair from where I'd stood in my anger. "She's not our usual kind." I rubbed my forehead slowly with my fingers to try to push away the small headache that was coming on.  "You're releasing her from the pain, giving her mercy, I understand that but... Is it really too much to ask that we make it look like a mushy goo, girly crap, anime ending to a miserable existence?" I looked to him knowing he at least knew that verbiage and set of images I flashed through our mind. "I'm not asking you to lie... she'd dying, beast.  I'm asking you to act.  Pretend.  Play the part of one who cares."
"How..." He looked at me curiously "Not jussst... One day.  Many... Many more." He spoke with his clawed hands as he himself flashed scenes through the mind, pulling the right words to try and convey his  thoughts.  "Too much.  Tooooo many."  Taps his head "Nnnnot reee memm berr it all." 
"You don't have to." I replied "I'll be right there, the whole time.  I'll guide you, like you guide me in the darkness of night. Together we may even pull this off... And if we don't, fuck it. At least we tried, yes? Can we make the amendment to the deal?  It'll just make the kill all the sweeter for you, beast.  She'll bare her neck and offer herself.. at which point... I'll release all the slack in your chains and you can do what you do best." He nodded his consent and that was that... now to find ways to make her want to stay alive just one more day... each day.
I opened my real eyes and looked at her still asleep in my bed before returning to my game while I finished off the cigar and wine.  Why did I care if she lived or died, why just one more day... Why? She wasn't like anyone I'd ever known, and that intrigued me.

The next couple weeks went by rather quickly and my vacation was coming to an end.  Our bodies were covered in bruises, claw marks and the fatigue of pleasing him and me was taking a toll on both of us.  She'd started watching me game on my PC, killing the idle time while trying not to annoy me, learning what she could and reading a book, never further than arms length from me.  The last night of my vacation I had to tell her she needed to go home in the morning.  She didn't ask nearly the amount of questions I assumed she would and stated she needed to take care of things at her place also, so that was it.  Though I enjoyed her being there, I was ready to get back to my normal home routine and not have her underfoot all the time.  In the morning everything went smoothly. I went to work for a 12hr shift, she went home and we text back and forth throughout the day.  This was normal , this is where the mundane takes over and we start getting bored with a person but apparently it was me who wasn't paying attention.  I'd went to the store right after work, assuming I'd see her sometime through this week so I'd picked up things I usually don't keep in my fridge... rabbit food.  Coming up over the hill to my home I slowed to a stop in the middle of the road. What.  The.   Fuck!?  There she sat, legs tucked under her, sitting up straight and waving... from under a blanket fort that was fully supported by boxes and suitcases.

I've dealt will all kinds of crazy.  I've been shot at twice, hunted, almost stabbed, cut multiple times, dealt with stalkers and a lot of freaky ass shit but this... this is a whole other level of crazy!

Parking my truck in front of her car I could feel my temper brewing up, I hopped out shaking my head and preparing a harsh lecture about personal space.

"What in nine hells..." I started

"Welcome home Master" she stated cheerfully 

"Wait. What?" Caught completely off guard I stopped at the bottom of the four steps that ascend to my porch.

"Welcome home!" She said again peeling her blankets away and standing up, shaking like a Hitachi in the chilly air.  Anxiety? Cold? Did not care!

There before me stood a porcelain doll, dressed in black lace garter and belts, thigh high black fishnets with a hot pink skimpy skirt and black t-shirt, wait... that's MY T-shirt! Same ripped pocket over the heart... her hands criss crossed in purposeful intention to flaunt her large breast between her arms.  Black Lacey bracelets adorn her wrist, a hot pink choker and hair up in a long ponytail held together with hot pink ribbons streaming down past her shoulders and rustling in the light breeze.  Anime...  my brain clicked the pictures into place, she had replicated the anime girls off my PC backgrounds.  Makeup, lips stick, everything almost to a perfection standing here cute as fuck and my breathing became heavy and wanting.

"Do I please you?" She asked shivering while lightly swinging her breast back and forth. My reply was instinctive and immediate.  I shot up the steps, plucking her off the porch and kissed her deeply. I had been trying to distance myself, let my beast have her. Let him woo her.  It was he that she wanted anyways, or so I'd thought but this... this was completely for me and nobody, not even my precious Tygress has done such a thing just for me in such detail.  Something inside me broke... swelled and flooded my senses as we stood there in passionate embrace.  I never asked her why she packed her stuff and brought it all to my house.  I never questioned why she'd called me master. Seeing her dressed like this I assumed she was playing the anime role of "Love, Chunibyo, & other strong delusions".  We had just finished that series so to me it was logical and adorable as fuck!  When we broke the kiss, my desires where anything but hidden and I nearly broke the door down trying to open it with her straddled around my waist. Fuck the stuff on the porch, it can wait.
A couple hours later and much more fatigued than the 12hr shifts I put in, she lay sleeping in my bed, covered in our passions and sweat while I trudged along on rubber band legs to hale her stuff off the porch.  No she couldn't stay but she'd defiantly earned a couple days rest and chance to explain herself.  As I walked from the spare bedroom into the living room I could feel him stir...
"Why?" He asked within the mind.
"She can't stay here, it's not proper." *I responded to his question.
"Why?" He asked again and I could feel his confusion.
"I didn't invite her.  We don't even know her and for fucks sake, don't you find this the least bit strange?" I retorted
"No."  He stated bluntly and I waited a bit for him to continue.
"Explain how this isn't strange..." I'm pretty sure I was talking out loud at this point and anybody overhearing would think I'm a loon.
"My Time.  Yooou like.  You Take. Uha Uha!  Sheeee Took.  Yooou bring heeer in. Take her back..." a chuckle... "twice. Why strrrange?"
"Because we don't live in caves, beast. We are more civilized than that." I crossed my arms in the darkness of the living room as the sun set.
"Yooou make, Harder. Stuuupid hu`man!  Think think think. Toooo much think. No Do. Want. No take. psh! stuupid. Blind. No ears. Fool!" I could feel his frustration and was trying to understand the images he pushed through my mind of his time.  Then the moment of her greeting us from the porch, the words faded except for the one...
"No.." I whispered almost hurt by thinking of such a thing. "You know I don't believe in such things, Beast. I don't own people. They come and go of their own free will, not of some kind of twisted contract.  She can't stay and that's that." Shutting off my mind to his words I stormed about, anger driving me to finish bringing her stuff inside and forcing me to clean house while I defended my beliefs, uncaring of what he had to say.
For about an hour I cleaned house in a fury of anger that should have burned itself out in the cleaning but the more I fought within the more enraged I became, knowing it was his rage fighting against mine I could no longer endure the war and lashed out, slamming my fist through the hallway wall time and again until I hit a beam. "FUUUCK!" I raged more because of the anger than the pain of possibly breaking a couple knuckles.
"Master?" I heard the squeak of her voice and that gave me focus.  I rounded the corner heading to the bedroom where I could see her in the darkness, holding to the foot board post of the four post bed I'd built for rope and chain bondage scenes.
"NO!" I barked "You DO NOT call me that! EVER!" causing her to flinch and bury her face behind her upraised arm while the other stayed wrapped around the post.
"P..P..Please stop, M..M..Master" Though I couldn't see the tears, I could hear her sob, fear thick in the air. My steps were full of purpose, if I had to shake the sense into this rabbit, by the gods, she was going to end this game!
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!? DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?!" She fell to her knees, hiding her head as I took her by the wrist and went to pull her away from the bed.
"NoooOOOoo.." She slipped her wrist from my hand and wrapper herself around the post in desperation. "master...please.." her voice weak and shaking.
"OUT!" Fuming beyond thought I shouted at her. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE, NOW!" Without thought and needing to release the rage, once again I lashed out, smashing my fist into the door of the bedroom.
"pleease master... pleeease... d.. d.. don't.." I felt her weight fall onto my arm and I stopped the motion to hitting the door once again... "please master.. hit me... don't h.. h... hurt yourself, anymore." I could feel the tears on my arm as I stood still and solid as stone.  I heard chains move as she ducked under my arm and lay her back against the door, holding to my fist for her support. "H..Hit me..." she feebly pleaded.
"I.. Can't." I half growled, listening to her sobs and sniffs.  Feeling her tremble through my fist as she clung tight lining herself up to it.  For a moment we said nothing to each other, her shaking at the end of my fist, my body tense and burning with anger.
"I'm not her..." she whispered.  I blinked and furrowed my brow.
"You're not... who?" I growled back, cocking my ear to hear her clearly.
"Wh.. whoever she is that hurt y.. you. I'm no.. not h. her...... master."
"ALEXA, BEDROOM LIGHT ON!" I barked and as the amber light cast through the room I looked into this trembling rabbits eyes. She had chained herself to the bed and though she trembled fearfully she held her ground, refusing to look away.
"I l..love you master, and you love m..me... You j..just forget wh..what it feels like, master." I let her slowly pry my fist open and she stepped forward to place my hand over her rapidly beating heart. "W..When nobody would care about me. You did. You didn't have to fix me food. You didn't have to let me stay here all that time but you did." Her voice firm and all shaking gone from her voice.  "You didn't have to make love to me but you did.  You didn't have to take a chance on me, but.." She gulped and gasped for air, wiped tears from her eyes. "but you did." she moved my hand to her neck and the chain locked into place by a pad lock. "You know I'm dying and you love me anyways. You are my master. MY master. My Choice. Mine." She reached out to me, one hand over my outstretched arm. "I belong to you till the day you kill me." I tightened my grip around her throat and drew her to myself, wrapping my other arm around her till I held her solid against  my heaving chest. Beast words rang in my head.. No ears, I could not hear my own heart. Blind, I could not see it right before my eyes. A fool was exactly what I was. I'd been pushing my emotions away for so long I no longer felt most the time, yet she made me feel no matter the cost... a single tear rolled down my cheek. "you are a good slave, trembling rabbit." I whispered "I will not kill you.."
"Yes you will." She said and rose up on her toes to kiss me deeply. "you will and you will let him feed from me till we are one within you for always." She no longer trembled and I responded to her need, the scent of her slick calling to me.  Taking her off the floor I pinned her to the door where once again, we partook in love.

((To be continued in pt 3, the end of days.))

As always, feel free to comment below and I hope you enjoyed this read.

(Warning: this is a story based off my life & how I became who I am.  It is out of order and without names.  Some of the content is very real, whereas some is quite made up for the readers entertainment.)

  Years, decades, had passed since last I laid eyes on my Tygress but I had embraced my beast as she bid me and come to terms with what I am.  At night my beast thrilled to the hunt, his darkness no longer over took me in my weakness but layed behind my eyes watching... whispering in my mind... and waiting for the permissions to come forward and run free.  We were no longer two spirits fighting for control of the same body which left me with blank spaces in memory.  We had merged, evolved & now worked together for the benifet of us as a whole.  Though this made me a bit colder in personality we desired real companionship once again and quickly learned to love the modern date scene.  Meeting new people, hearing their tales and enjoying the pleasure of the flesh as we feasted on the sexual energy.  However we attracted a certain type, from barely legal to the elderly... the mundane seeking a thrill in their boring dull lives or the masochistic seeking the pain, blood, and violence my beast was very apt at giving.  They seemed to be the extremes on both sides and this had become mundane to us, so we took a break from the dating scene for at least three months... but the hunger could no longer be ignored.

This little trembling rabbit was no different in my eyes but at least I knew that upfront.  She didn't try to hid her aliments or weakness but I figured, I'd tried everything that I knew we liked so perhaps seeking what I didn't like would yield better results or unlock something hidden from our eyes.  We longed to feel what we felt with the Tigeress, that passion and connection. So as I sat in a Simi-drunken stooper texting her through the latest dating app, she confessed some things that should have made me block her.  Instead, we agreed to meet her for a date.

I'd sat down in a Mom and Pops pizzeria waiting for her to show, and true to her word, she was late which gave us time to order drinks and rehash the plan that we had talked  over extensively.  It was my hope that this little rabbit would be like many of the others that come face to face with my beast and make some excuses to leave.  I understood why my darkness enjoyed these hunts so much, there is a thrill and power that comes with watching fear rise up as realization kicks in from all the tales we tell but I still have a moral compass.  Not a great one, no, but still better than what he taught.  To his delight we live in an age of over sensitization, where people make themselves prey by simply ignoring what is said.  Our movies teach us that love conquers all, yes?  The maiden can tame the beast, yeah? and besides, come on... who really believes this crap, right?
I heard the ring of the bell over the door and took a deep breath... aaah... yes... dinner is serverd.  We could smell the fear just as clear as the pizza being cooked in the back, she hadn't lied about her anxiety issues... nor about her misery and self doubt. "This is fucking laughable" I spoke in my mind to him.  I was tempted to call it off but... I had given my word, Simi drunk or not, it was there in black and white on the txt screen.  "Time for the show..." my darkness whispered and in the ways of the movies, we cast an aura of menicing dark seduction and stood.  Focused, we locked our gaze on her and scanned her from head to toe...  Her very aura screamed weakness, making me grin and chuckle. "Oh... this will be horrible...fun, yes, but horrible." I whispered back to him and together we laughed inside at this oblivious trembling rabbit who's nerves where so shot, she couldn't even text that she was here.  Shaking hands fumbled over the screen of her phone, pushing long black hair out of her face continuously.  She didn't hear me, not because of the den of noise of a restaurant, it was rather empty with only a couple across the room from where I'd chosen to sit. No, she couldn't hear me due to her own anxiety.  The closer I came to her the more I could smell of this prey... cleanly washed, light perfume, fear mixed with tears, oh this was just too good! Subconsciously darkness licked my lips as I come to stand directly before her, already growling with anticipation.  So startled at the ferril noise, she dropped her phone, her head shot up, eyes widened and I swear... a scream was hiding behind clenched teeth. Was she too embarrassed to scream or too terrified? Didn't matter... I believed I already won the bet with darkness as I viewed mascara already ruined, she'll run.  She shook before me and without waiting for even a proper greeting darkness scooped her into my arms and kissed her with all the raw passion that drove us.  She was mine!  Melting beneath the fire of our kiss just as she had said she fantisized about.  To feel the passion, meet a vampyre face to face... feel what it's like to walk in the darkness and be consumed body and soul by him.  Breaking from the kiss I held her upright as she stood there silent, processing what had just happened. Her suddenly still body in my arms, began to vibrate like a Hitoshi set on high as the anxiety returned.  Her hands clutching to my forearms for support, ankles half buckled in short heels. Oooo such a tasty little morsel... she was prey, but not just any kind... no, she was the kind I avoid on purpose because my darkness would consume them to the very core, strip them bare and leave them too weak to recover.  Despite all the alarms going off in my moral cortex I... We... were starving and I had agreed.  She was holding her breath when she slowly looked up at me with big brown doe eyes. An unbidden tear fell from the corner of her eye but before she could wipe it away I snatched her hand, letting darkness have his way as he growled low and menicing like a wolf sizing up its target.  The realization was obvious in her eyes... she should flee... there was witnesses... she should flee. "No." He snapped in a low guttering tone before taking a napkin from the table right next to us and dabbed the tear from her eye. "Mine." He spoke once again, more to me than her but she gasped, finally remembering to breath and upon exhale she nervously smiled "wow... do you greet all the girls like that?" Why that amused me so much is beyond me, but I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Here this trembling rabbit stood, looking into the fangs of her devourer and she had the audacity to make a joke! Ha! Maybe this night wasn't such a waste after all?  Perhaps she would come to her senses but instead her hand slid into mine as though we had rehearsed a scene and after I scooped up her phone she followed me clumsily across the room to our table by the wall. I pulled out her chair like a gentelman and she sat without command, letting me slid her into place across from where I would sit.  She was so little, barely 5'4" and 120lbs soaking wet.  I glanced over her body as I took my seat, noticing two things immediately. She wasn't really my type and she no long shook violently... a whisp of a trembling in her fingers was all that was left as we sat silently, hands over the table and fingers entertwined.  She noticed my eyes sweeping and let me look her over, even forced her head up to look at the ceiling, exposing her pale white neck with the veins so close to the surface that I swear I could watch in fascination as the blood pumped. "I didn't run..." she mused, breaking the silence and looking at me proud of herself... and why shouldn't she be? "You did well." I stated pulling her hand up over the small table and kissing the back. "I told you I could listen and wouldn't run." She pressed on the issue, making me smile. "As your reward, the menu is yours.  Pick whatever you wish." She lit up like a Christmas tree and put a hand over her snagle tooth smile, plump lips covered in bright red lipstick, hidden against her palm.  Holy Christ above, she was a living anime... and I pulsed in my jean's, with desire. Whoa! What the fuck was going on here... I hated people like her. Weak, whiny, pathetic and self absorbed in how life was so cruel to them.. even my darkness seemed to look at her as though this was a trap.  Wait, Was she intended bait? Was another hunter in the area?  Admittedly I didn't do all my normal scans like I would in a large city or crowd... our eyes shot around the room,  the anger bristled to a boiling point.  Come get me bitch! We stated with resolve inside the mind. "My last meal?" She continued to muse, unaware we was already checking escape points and the quickest way to dispatch those within. No camera's... well that's a relief. I simply nodded my agreement to the statement, with a quirk of a smile as I focused my energy out, letting darkness look for hints of violent intent beyond myself.  Through the room, around the building into the parking lot, my darkness scanned the area.  Shadows clear, though the sun had yet to set, trees empty, nothing to say this was a set up, but it placed us on edge as my darkness returned to settle behind my eyes. As he gave his report to me, she flicked her eyes to us and back to the menu unsure of herself yet wanting to ask a question.  "Would you have killed them to have me?" She asked in a nervous whisper unwilling to look into our eyes. A violent shake wracked her body and we thrilled to the energy... it was unbidden, and I could feel a primal need to take this rabbit, we were hungry and she had no intentions of surviving the night. She'd given consent, but to be done publicly means all witnesses would have to be dealt with. True to his nature, my darkness replied: "None would have survived to bare witness." He ment it, even if I wouldn't have let him. With the tip of my nails we lifted her chin to catch her eye... "but... you didn't run." I said.  "You saved their lives and they are completely unaware of it." My growling tone of darkness had finally come under control to let my voice be heard. "You should be proud of yourself, trembling rabbit." She rolled her eyes, darkness temper flared and we stood quickly, my hand had left her chin and gone to the dagger strapped to my lower back, in a heartbeat. Her hand clasp to my elbow as though she could stop us from drawling the blade. "No..." she pleaded in a whisper. "I didn't mean it like that." He looked upon her, fury burning.  With bowed head she continued. "I... I know you can. It...it was Trembling rabbit... I can't help it. It's not a choice." Her head came up and she tried her best to look him in the eyes. "I can't stop and you're making it worse." Sure enough she jittered like a vibrator once again. "Please... please sit and let us eat my last meal." Again with the tear as she looked at me with black mascara running.... such a beautiful tear, streaking her porcelain skin.  Again I stopped her from wiping it away and dabbed the tear streak with a napkin.  I didn't want to kill these people.  The hunger made our temper worse and I knew this, so I sat back into my chair and huffed to let my anger vent in the guesture.  She giggled... the sound was almost missed in my anger but sure enough, she was a fucking anime in the flesh, with her light giggle and bowed head. "You really are a beast.. just like you said you was."  How the fuck could she be so timid and bold at the same time?! And more over, why was this shit turning me on?! Whether on purpose or just out of cutisy shit nature, she had snapped my attention back to her, sedated the temper and made us grin.

With only the timing of a waitress, our's showed up, causing us both to laugh for some stupid reason. My trembling little rabbit only half pointed to the menu item and tapped on what she desired to eat.  So soft and natural was the motion that had she not been my center focus, I may have missed the guesture. "please." came her whisper and I ordered what she desired.  Her fingers timidly sought mine and I yielded to her silent request, intertwining with hers as we sat, silently waiting for her meal.  What made her tick?  I wondered.  Sure I could have tried to strike up a conversation but I mean, I really had nothing to say and we shared little in common intrest.  In most situations the silence would have felt ackward but I was seriously thankful for it.  Only twice did she glance up, smile and look away agian but after the second time she hesitantly stood and stepped closer to me.  Intruged I sat and watched as she nerviously held her arms slightly outward and slowly turned around in place for me to view her.  Flushing red she quickly regained her seat, head bowed, trembling with hand to mouth. I said nothing about her body with her small pooch belly, an almost non-existent ass hidden in her blue knee lengh skirt. Nor about her breast that looked oddly out of place as they made up at least a quarter of her weight on that small frail frame.  However, I did admire her hair... a long thick curtain of thin black strans, straight as an arrow... "do I please you?" I perked a brow and shrugged. "You have no ass." I started in.."I don't mind the belly, but your frame doesn't support it... Nor, those" I guestured to her breast. "You're basically a bone rail with boobs." ... yes I could see her flinch to my critique on each statement and admittedly I was confused and torn about why I felt anything for this child. (Ok, she's not a child, she was in her upper twenties while I was in my mid forties). I wanted her to leave, he wanted her to stay, we both felt something different for reasons unsure which was SO NOT us! I sighed knowing what I done was wrong, no matter the intent and tried to recover from my bad mannors by leaning forward... "Stand up and turn for me again." I could tell she was fighting to hold back her tears, but she did as I bid.  Standing, feeling her own shame, turning for me. Why did this turn him on? How fucked up am I to let this be happening?  My darkness WANTED this woman! No sooner did she came around in her turn to face me than darkness had me coming out of my seat pulling her close to myself and growled so deep that it rippled through my chest so she could understand SHE was the cause of this.  In her ear he whispered in his gutteral voice: "Mine." He grabbed her little ass, pulled her hair back and kissed her again. Quickly I took back over before he could follow through with laying her out on the table as I'd seen him doing in flashes of intent images.  This time I helped her sit back in her seat, flushed with heat and lust. "So to answer your question..." My voice reflecting his intent. "Yes... you please us very much." She didn't ask why, I didn't understand why, but sweet lord above there was a scent in the air now and THAT I did understand. She didn't say much again until I tilted her chin back up at me from across the table. "Trembling Rabbit, you're not shaking." And I began to suspect her anxiety was only countered by strong emotions of pleasure. "Go on." I said, motioning to the restroom and she looked at me a little confused. I leaned across the table, taking her hand in mine and kissed the knuckles. "Luv... you're either ovulating or you made a mess in your panties. Go ahead and clean up because it's making me want to go under this table." I now understand how Crayola found so many shades of color. They made her blush and copied the ten shades of red! I swear there isn't an anime out there that hasn't drawn this reaction.. head up in shocked horror, eyes bugged, blushing deep, followed by hand over face as she marched off to the restroom mumbling and staring daggers into the ground. Ha ha ha!! It was so fucking adorable I actually heard myself sigh with pleasure, watching her go. Wait! I'm an ass man, why was we finding pleasure in this scene? I know my darkness has an odd sense of humor but huh?

The pizza came while she was gone and I found myself staring at the doorway eager for her to return.  She appeared with left arm across her midline, holding to her right arm above the elbow (basic signs of the psychologically abused and embarrassed humiliation.) Head down she came back and stood while I divided out the pizza, placing some on a plate and sitting it on the table before her seat. "Better?" She asked under her breath which made me grin and chuckle "No, but it'll do." I said teasingly, expecting her to sit and dig in. When she simple stood there I looked at her curiously. "Yes?" I asked. "Here. This is for you." she stated and held up her hand, thumb tucked under her middle finger, and cupped as though holding something small, with her index finger barely extended.  Now understand, I'm curious as a cat, I've told her this and had I stopped to consider, I'd never leaned in to see what she was holding. Everything about her screamed innocent at this point.  Threat level zero! In one swift movement she undid me... her finger darted into my parted lips fast as a viper strike and out again. The chemistry of what I had smelt earlier, chained across my tongue and struck in my brain like lightening in a Oaklahoma thunderstorm. She instantly sat and pushed a little ways from the table, head bowed and hands folded in her lap.  My hands had clasped to the outer edges of the table top while I fought for control and hoped to avoid another scene. "You fucking bitch..." we half laughed. I deserved that. I just didn't think she had the guts to do it and now I admired her bravo.  "Now? Do I please you?" She asked shyly, unmoving from where she sat. "I adore you, trembling rabbit." I replied honestly, and in that moment, watching this cowardly, anxious ridden girl of twenty eight fight for freedom from her fears... I really did adore her unexpected strength.  This... whatever it is... called to me and him. Piqued our curiosity and made us feel something beyond the obvious lust.

The next hour went by in hushed conversation with constant contact as though if we wasn't touching something bad might happen or we'd break an illusion.  The sun was now setting, and the temperture had dropped to a little chilly but I'd determined that I wasn't willing to devour this trembling rabbit.  Nor was he... Not yet anyways. Oh, she had to be devoured, that's just the nature of things. Hunters hunt, predators eat prey, prey run and hide till they get caught.  That's the way of it, nothing personal.  Its what's expected of us, right?  Who am I to change the natural balance of things? From this trembling rabbit that had surprised and made me think past the hunger... wait... why wasn't I hungry still? Meh, I'll figure it out later.  Right now, there is a quivering little rabbit to keep warm and I really didn't want to let her go. "When will it happen?" She asked as I held her, belly to back, gazing at the setting sun. A moment of silence was met with an impatient tap on my cheek. "Hey. Pay attention to me, beast." She spun around and her anxiety was in full effect, possibly due to the question. She looked into my eyes fighting the desire to look away. "Tell me." She persisted.  Well fuck... there goes that moment. "Three ways this can go down. I can stalk you through the woods which gives you a chance to escape as well as the thrill of being hunted." She instantly shook her head no, stating she'd be lucky to make it twenty feet without killing herself. I couldn't help but chuckle and moved on to the next options. "Instantly, right here an now or we can go somewhere less noticable." Which isn't the option I was wanting and thankful not hers either. "I don't want to know its coming, nor do I want it to be brutal. Can you do that beast?" I nodded consent "let me take you to my bed then." No not my best pitch but nor did I care. She wanted to feed me, wanted to feel herself being drained by my darkness. A romantic who couldn't find romance due to her own ailment. (Hello... tortured women, form a line please.. esh so tired of this scene) Her ailment you ask? Surgery after surgery, meds enough to choke a horse but helped her stay alive but for what? Soon as men found out she was so frail and on a limited time, they bolted.  She was tired of fighting, tired of trying, so really... how I felt about what she disered him to do was irrelevant. "Lets go." she said, but I refused to be defeated so easily. "Tomorrow." I stated, holding her tight so she couldn't protest physically.  To smooth it over I nodded to the setting sun. "Can we not enjoy the sunset and let ourselves go instead of trying to do something so beautiful and wonderful, on a cold start?" Yes I was manipulating the situation, preying on her romantic side in hopes that she would reconsider. She looked into my eyes and sighed, asking: "Are you running away from a trembling little rabbit?" I had to laugh! How could I not?  Instantly I broke into the Monty Python skit of the killer bunny, making her laugh and finially easing the tention that had built up.  Till the sun disappeared, we sat on the tailgate of my truck, snuggled beneath a blanket I kept on hand. Her little trembles, the way she smelled, that cute giggle... this shit is rather addictive even without much conversation...

((To be continued))

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I've dated various types of women (dom/switch, sub, slave, brat, etc) and a few have told me I PC game way too much.  It can be hard to become something to someone when you don't share common interests that are core to you and for me the game has been there when nobody was. It's been there through a failed marriage of 17yrs, 4 imps (3 of whom game with me still today), several relationship and I've made some wonderful on-line friends. I've been told I've wasted my life gaming & should focus on what's real.  To that I say, you've never been in a zero. Real life I respond to emergencies with decisiveness and direction. Head off problems before they become one or something let the problem happen just to shut up those who say I'm too full of myself. It's not my fault I'm usually right. Though admitadmit I've been wrong, major bombed, and in a couple instances even bled for my mistake.  I own that.  When shit goes down, I'm the one they look to. The gamer. Waster of time.  Things I've learned from gaming (MMORP) Is far more than real life will ever train you for.  In game, I have my own guild of on-line family, real family, on-line & real friends.  Sometimes I command & sometimes I encourage someone else who I see their ability but they haven't the confidence to stand up.  I'm supported by officers who sometimes don't get along or even agree with me, but on the field of battle would smash any wall, take on outnumbered situations and win or lose stand proud with me.  Real life I'm in management and make that kind of team that gaming has help me recognize.  I can't do everything.  Somethings I have no talent for at all but I can see you do & I'll place you beside me, rally behind and praise you for publicly.  My Success depends on my team. Every member counts.  My family works as a team, everyone pulls their share & compensates for when another is unable. We do this in game, unbidden.  I teach this in life to those willing to learn.  In the game, running in a zerg (15-20 people) means you must communicate! You must be able to read the map. You must be able to listen to your people and sometimes... drive them on with such fortitude and confidence (that you really don't have facing the odds) that all of you believe it.  In real life I was degraded almost every day. In real life, I've dealt with serious heart break. Nobody taught me how to be confident or how to deal with really shitty situations. I was left to figure it out.. It was gaming that taught me if a partner can't join me in game, they most likely won't ever be a real partner in life either.  In game you learn to stay on tag (commander), work for benifet of the whole for individual success. You learn how to defend one another, read each others movements, trust each other ability, and deal with insurmountable situations together.  If you can do it second nature IN game, Real life ain't got shit on you.  The best real life relationships I've had are with those who game with me & still do as friends. Hell, I built their units! (Rewards from me are nice 😉 You depressed, get in game with me. Upset, get in game with me. Bored, get in game with me.  Horny, get in bed and we'll play another game lol.  Guess the point of this is... if you don't have game, don't hate on us who do.  It's not a waste of time, it's a training ground. 

(WARNING: What you are about to read may be graphic with a mix of reality and possible elaberation for the sake of the readers enjoyment and identies of those involved, what you chose to believe is soley up to you.)

Tigeress:
As a young lad, I always had temper issues.  Call it the ginger in me; being without a soul means you have to fill it with something!  In my upper teens, I had a life altering event happen that spun my world into a crash course of fire and violence, what you may ask?... Thats a tale for another time. However, fighting wasn't permitted in my house.. real violence of almost any type wasn't tolerated and if discovered was met with parental guidance of fair and just measure. Suffice it to say, I got my ass wooped a lot by my Papa's belt and to be quite honest, I deserved every lash from the stern, controled hands of a loving father just wanting to keep his son from being in jail.  With that in mind, I learned to take it to the woods, where I come across a Tigeress sitting in the branches of a tree that suspended out over the rivers below.  I knew the woods I lurked in, knew the river and trees. Where the mud ponds would form after a rain and where the minnows would hide in the waters of the river bank. It was all very familiar and I never had a fear when I prowled them day or night, venting pent up hostilities onto the trees around me. Sooo many saplings paid for my temper.  When I first saw her, staring at the overflowing and rushing waters below her, I was perplexed. What was she doing up there? Who was she? Did she realize that branch was mine?! I squatted into the scrub and muddied my clothes in a slow army crawl as I tried to approach her unseen.  It was GLORIOUS! I loved feeling like I was stalking a prey... I just wanted to scare the bejebbizes out of her and see if she'd fall into the swift currents below.  No, I didn't want her dead, I knew the jump, done it a hundred times myself and how the water would woosh you down river for about twenty feet before you come to the cluster of dead wood hang up that lead into a shallow cove where you could get out safely.  However, I'd never seen this girl before so SHE didn't know I knew and that was all too delish to pass up!  So I slithered and crawled, keeping my head down but peaking ever so often to make sure she was still transfixed on the waters below.  As I drew closer there was a small ditch line, now full of water that I'd have to cross and did it with all the stealth I could imagine a preditor would. I even let myself drift down a little ways so the trunk of the tree would hide me upon my approach. HA! I was damn good! Thats when she jabbed me in the back with a sapling made bow staff... How the fuck she got out of that tree without me seeing was beyond me but to say it made her instintly a friend would not be a far stretch of the imagination.  Over the course of the year we grew very close and she taught me a lot about myself... made me feel comfortable in my own skin.  With her, I could be me, the real me... she not only could take a hit but gave them out just as hard and taught me how to control my rage that seemed to gnawl at me daily.  By control, I don't mean, how to not be angry or violent but more along the line of how to focus it, direct it, and feel the world around me through it.  I was completely unaware of how hightened ones senses can become when you focus your anger into listening... smelling... feeling the energy around you so you could release it into a fury of quick burst.  Running, fighting, even passion was found in these fun times of possibly unintentional trainings.  She was my first real sexual encounter, formed "on the battle field" where we would hunt one another and fight to a pen/tap out.  It was she who helped me discover that I was monster in the making... that if I didn't learn to control my beast, it would control me. If you haven't figured it out by now, she was a few years older than myself. She was cunning, not overly lovely to look at, but seemingly in complete attunement with me.  She'd notice the signs before I did that I was about to change, steer me in a different direction or invite the beast out to play and it was she who helped me come to grips with my blood lust.  Yes I know that wording can mean violance but in this case, it was quite literal.  I craved something that was morally wrong.  Being pressed to consume what the body wasn't ment to digest and in quanties that would end me if I gave into desire.  She reconized this as she seemed to do by pure instinct and experimentation. One night after a fun hunt and under the moonlight, we lay on our backs, looking up into the cloud curtianed stars to have a talk about why I felt how I did... Thats when she drew out a pocket knife and cut the back of her wrist. She didn't ask, hell I didn't even realize what she'd done until she was straddling me and looking into my eyes offering what seemed to be the most silly question: "Do you trust me?" I quirked an eyebrow and lay my hands to her waist, completely missunderstanding her intentions. "Of course I d..." The words no sooner escaped my lips when she slammed her palm onto the hollow of my collar bone and pressed the wound of her other arm, to my lips. "Drink."... It wasn't a command or a request... it was like she was telling me more than just a word with her eyes and emphasis... and I did.  Without hesitation I bit across the wound, driven by what I presume would be instinct... She later explained what happend, how the change took me and my monster emerged... though to be quite honest, I don't remember a bit of it.  What I remember was a moment of sexual build up, the taste of copper being chucked down my throat and a swirl of red.  When I woke up I discovered I was in a field, butt ass naked with blood on my hands and mouth (thankfully her's as I later found out.)  It was only about four block but there is no words to discribe how far you are from home when you realize you're naked and bloody... that was the longest, scariest walk of my life!  From then on, every full moon, we'd meet at our tree and she'd feed me.... ok well to be a little more factual, she'd tie me to up to the tree, which was immensly arousing, and fed me so I couldn't run off again.  Needless to say, I was head over heels in love with this girl.  My Tigeress.  But life doesn't always end in rose's and rainbows.  A hunter took her from me and that is all I am willing to say on the topic.

Though I didn't understand all of it and the word Primal didn't exisit in my subburb, let alone horror fantisy of vampires, it was how I identified to the world around me.  I am a Vampyre.. que up a shit ton of research that lead NO WHERE! (keep in mind, this is before interwebs! OMG He's THAT old?!?!)

She was were my first encounter was given into unidentified master/slave concepts... primal to primal.  To have somebody you could trust with your very life, submit to thier instruction without question and feel like all life outside was but vanilla background.  She was my first and only "master".

To the spirit of my Tygress: My blood was your blood, your blood was mine.  From dusk to dawn, throughout all time.