Blood Angel

I go to my room and quickly change into an orange halter dress.  Very short and very seductive.  I glance in the mirror at the stranger looking back at me.  It’s not me in control anymore, but that’s alright…I still get to watch.  I prepare everything…drinks and glasses, soft lights, and music to die for.
That brings a smile to my face.  I pick up a small item and tuck it neatly into the front of my dress where it can’t be seen.  This is all so perfect, I think to myself.

A knock on the door…now it begins!

I open the door and there he stands with a smile from ear to ear.  How appropriate!  I invite him inside the room and he mentions that he really likes my dress.  No surprise there!  He sits on the couch while I fix us both a nice drink.  As I hand him his drink, I make sure to lean over toward him so he can get a nice view down the front of my dress.  He smiles at me and I know what is on his mind…he has no idea what is on mine.

I sit down next to him waiting to see if he will make a move…I know he will, and I’m not disappointed.  Without a word, he sets his drink down and wraps his arms around me pulling me close to him.  It actually feels good, but I can’t let myself be distracted from the plan.  I gently push him back as I feel him brush a soft kiss against my cheek.  I have to be the one in control.  I look into his eyes and can see the questions on his face.  Now it’s my turn.

A small smile plays on the corner of my lips…he is watching me intently.  I casually reach into the hidden place in the front of my dress and produce the object I had stashed just before he arrived.  His eyes light up and the smile on his face brightens as he looks at the set of handcuffs I have dangling in front of him.  He nods his head eagerly and I smile at him in return.

He suddenly grabs me and pulls me into his arms, kissing me hungrily.  Although I do like a man to “take charge”, now is not the time.  I have to be the one “in control”.  As his hands start to roam over me, I slip one end of the handcuffs around his wrist.  “CLICK”.  He stops briefly and looks at me still smiling.  The smirk I give back to him says it all in my mind…he has no clue what is about to happen.
I rise from the couch with him, leading him into the other room…the last room he will ever see, I think to myself.  He follows along like a dog on a leash, How close this is to true. When I get him in the bedroom of the hotel suite, he doesn’t even bother looking around.  He heads straight for the bed and plops himself in the middle of it.  He seems to be volunteering for this…how funny!  The thought brings a smile to my face and once again, he assumes it is for him.

I slowly stroll over to the bed and sit on the edge.  I lift his uncuffed  hand and bring it to my face.  Holding his hand I slowly begin kissing his fingers.  I brush my lips over each one as I sit watching his reaction.  He closes his eyes, still that stupid smile on his face.  He brings his other hand over to me and I take that instant to raise his arms and slip the other cuff around his wrist and pin him to the headboard of the bed.  My little friend is not going anywhere now.  TO BE CONTINUED

The following is an example of the power and influence of Blood Angel. She has taken control of dear Susan…and this is Susan’s story.

The Confession

My name is Susan and I have a confession to make.  Think of me what you will, no matter, but know that I am out there…this is my story.

Just like previous times, it was a planned event.  I found this one sitting on the beach reading a book.  Hmmm, wonder if that means there’s a bit of intelligence buried in there somewhere.  Oh well, no matter…his intelligence won’t help him, nor will it save him.  Usually, I’m not one to walk up to a complete stranger and start a conversation, but these conditions require me to do things out of the ordinary, so I oblige.

I say hello as he slowly glances up from his reading.  He removes his sunglasses and squints against the blaring sun.  As he looks up to see where the hello came from, a smile crosses his face. I can tell he likes what he sees.  My swimsuit attire has gotten his attention, just as I knew it would.  The wind gusts around me and I brush my red hair from my face.  His smile grows wider.  I glance down and pretend to be interested in what he’s reading.  All the while, my plan is continuing to form in my head.

A little small talk, and of course I say all the right things.  I’ve done this before and planned this over a hundred times in my head.  Charm him with a smile…with a suggestive look…with just a slight touch on his arm as I make a point.  After a few more minutes, I can tell, he is entranced by me.  He says his name is John…how typical…I smile and offer my hand to him in an introduction…allowing our fingers to linger together just a little longer than necessary.  On to the next step of my plan…get him alone.

He mentions getting a drink…perfect opportunity…I mention having a drink in my hotel room.  His eyes light up and I see him look me over from head to toe.  Not exactly subtle on his part, but no matter, I play the game.  I may even have some extra fun with him before I complete my plan for him.  He stands…my, he is a tall one, well over six feet.  The thought enters my mind about “the bigger they are, the harder they fall”.  I smile and of course he thinks that smile is for him, and I guess in a way it is.

He tries to take my hand as we start walking back toward the hotel, but I have to be the one in control, so I gently pull my hand away and instead place my hand on his arm caressing it ever so lightly.  He likes this, I can tell.  I am too, but for entirely different reasons.

We reach the lobby, arm in arm…laughing at something stupid he said, pretending that I think he made a joke.  He won’t be laughing for long…of that I am sure.  We stop walking and he says he wants to go to his room and change.  I agree and give him my room number.  I tell him to come to my room in fifteen minutes…and don’t be late.  He doesn’t realize I have a schedule to keep.  Timing and details are everything. TO BE CONTINUED

In my heart
Love is a tender touch
Open for the feelings to come
Vast emotions
Ever present to some
Yet distant devotions
One heart alone
Until we are one.

Entering into the vast ocean
of darkness
called pain
My heart is set adrift in
loneliness once again
Confusion abounds
Not a word
Not a sound
The blackness engulfs me
Filling me with emptiness
No longer hear your sootheing voice
Or feel you soft caress
Sadness overwhelms me
The hurt too much to bear
To know I can’t be with you
When someone else is there.

A ringing phone
A voice in the night
Your tender words
Holding me tight.
I close my eyes
I feel you near
Your comforting love
That holds me so dear.
Your voice in the night
But not as it seems
Asleep in my bed
With you in my dreams.

It’s Time…

Hear me whisper…It’s time!   We are ready to begin our journey together…into darkness.  Take comfort in my words to you…let them soothe your troubled thoughts.

Hear only my voice now, whispering into your mind and soul.  Listen…listen to the softness.  Trust in me to guide you, to lead you. to take you down the path.   There is no fear now…it is gone.  All that remains is the quiet and the darkness.  Take my hand…let us make this journey into blood…together.

Calmly you choose…whom shall it be?  Follow closely…never making a sound.  Observing…learning all the necessary steps…the details.  Everything covered…Sshhhhh…listen to the quiet.  The right moment to seize the opportunity…you know…we know.

Allow me to show you…to guide your hand.  Watch as I rise and look through your eyes at what is before us.  The blood is upon us…covering us in the warm red liqiuid.  Feel the blood…the blood on our hands.  Feel the ecstasy as it surrounds us!  Know that this is what you are meant to be.  Feel the power as the blood sets you at ease and my whispers settle back into your mind…into your heart.  Smile…you’re free now…we are complete…complete in the blood.

*Blood Angel*

I whisper in your thoughts and you can feel me deep inside of you…I know you do, I feel it too.  We are becoming as one.  Your thoughts are mine…your feelings are mine…you are mine!  You belong to me now just as I belong to you.

Feel my gentle touch…hear my soft whisper…guiding you, ever so slowly toward your destiny.  Those thoughts and feelings you try to deny, you know you can’t resist me…it’s impossible. They will pass as we become closer together in the darkness.

The touch…that feeling…the soft whisper…that uncontrollable need and desire…that’s me engulfing your heart and soul.  You have nothing to fear any longer.  Patience is the key as I ease you into my realm…into me.  As we become complete you will feel the strength and power that I freely give to you, growing…growing stronger allowing you to become what you already know you are.

It’s getting closer…and closer…and closer!

*Blood Angel*

Into our lives
Befall us, in times of woe
In times of times past
That cherished happiness
So fleeting from our grasp.
Hold fast
The love of trust and
Patience, for all things in time
Through the pain and anguish
For we shall overcome.

The miles seem long, the distance wide
And my heart aches to be by your side.
The weather is cold as the north wind blows,
Yet my soul feels warmth in spite of the storm.
I close my eyes and feel you near,
Your comforting presence as if you were here.
You hold me close and whisper my name,
Touching my heart; Away with the pain!
You promise your love for eternity
And as we kiss, I vow the same thing.
The miles seem long, the distance wide,
But we’re already together
When we close our eyes.