A siren's Lust[p]
Jun 2, 2017 10:11:49 GMT -7
Post by Fae of the Wild on Jun 2, 2017 10:11:49 GMT -7
Walking down the cold streets of the mist laden village from the tower, Beatrice was walking slowly, thinking on the interaction she had with the Kage. There was family here, fellow Kaishin. But being ruled by such a man with a monkey tail was just outrageous, but his daughter was a cutie that could be a strong leader in the future. She shook the thoughts out of he way and decided she wanted to have some fun. She reached behind her slim waist and untied the bow. She chuckled as she gazed at the blood red sash. The fond memories of countless guys being choked by said fabric. It was humorous. Beatrice proceeded to tie the blood red sash in a bow around her mid waist. She was available.
With a deep breathe and a comb through of her hair with her pale hand, she began to saunter down the streets. She quickly maneuvered towards the red light district that held more of the unsavory activities in the village. Each step she took revealed slender, pale but powerful legs . Each step showed and radiated the confidence she possessed. Each step guys turned around and cat called her. She wanted to sneer and freeze every single fool here. But no, each step held a cold smile, showing off the freezing beauty the Kaishin were known for. Two guys who had the audacity to come up to such a woman as herself deserved a reward, in death.
"What is a pretty lady such as yourself doing in these bad parts of town?" The first man, about six feet in height, wild black hair, an average build, but toned with muscle was the first one to make conversation. Beatrice moved her body in a way that the kimono was slightly coming off her shoulders, exposing her modest bosom. The bow in front was another indication that they saw but didn't say anything about. "I was just in the mood to be treated properly, if you catch my drift." Her voice was sultry and she placed one hand on the mans brawn shoulder.
"I think we can help you with that, lady, just follow me and my brother to our place and we will show you how real men should treat a lady." The other man, now identified as brother, wrapped a lone arm around her waist. Luckily, the conditioning she went through was enough to not cringe and tense up. Instead, she remained calm and lax, laughing softly at the brother's words. "Then lead the way, men. She stretched her arm, kimono draping down pointing in a general direction, letting the men know she was ready. She was disgusted, but the anticipation of getting rid of such filth made her heart race and was almost as orgasmic as her deeds.
The brothers guided her through the winding streets, many guys still cat calling towards her. Apparently these men were popular on the streets with all the encouragement they were getting. Through her peripheral, she saw that both men were grinning. But in her mind, those grins won't be lasting long. The finally stopped at their apartment and she was guided in side.
[enter smut scene]
The two brothers were panting on the bed, each on slowly drifting to sleep. Beatrice chuckled at such view of weakness, sleeping before their murderer. Foolish men. Through her powers over ice, she quickly formed two daggers that formed in her palms. In a quick motion, blood was gurgling and pouring from two wounds. Each brother was stabbed in the throat, choking on their blood. Beatrice laughed, basking in the bliss of her deeds.
A sudden dizziness washed over her. A sharp burning sensation was washed over her entire body, but centralized on her upper calf on her left leg. She keeled over wanting to scream in agony, but she was screaming in silence. Beatrice convulsed on the floor slightly before the sharp pain subsided to a dull throb. Her vision was fuzzy, images swirling and throbbing everywhere, the only sound was a slight buzz. The buzz turned to a tremulous rumble in her mind then flat lined into an annoying ring. A booming voice shook her head as it began to speak to her.
"Welcome, welcome, Beatrice Kaishin. Such a beautiful act turned foul by the likes of you. You have been marked by your sin of lust. Gaze down to your calf and see your burden." Beatrice shakily did, vision finally focusing. There, where the pain was still throbbing, was a jet black mark. The voice began to speak once more. " This is the Seal of Sins, which burned onto your flesh by your conviction of Lust. Congratulations Beatrice, Sin of Lust, you have two days and two nights to seek out the others who have been marked in the Land of Claws. Bewarned, failure two will result in your death.
She just sat there, still naked quivering at what just happened. She was in disbelief.
With a deep breathe and a comb through of her hair with her pale hand, she began to saunter down the streets. She quickly maneuvered towards the red light district that held more of the unsavory activities in the village. Each step she took revealed slender, pale but powerful legs . Each step showed and radiated the confidence she possessed. Each step guys turned around and cat called her. She wanted to sneer and freeze every single fool here. But no, each step held a cold smile, showing off the freezing beauty the Kaishin were known for. Two guys who had the audacity to come up to such a woman as herself deserved a reward, in death.
"What is a pretty lady such as yourself doing in these bad parts of town?" The first man, about six feet in height, wild black hair, an average build, but toned with muscle was the first one to make conversation. Beatrice moved her body in a way that the kimono was slightly coming off her shoulders, exposing her modest bosom. The bow in front was another indication that they saw but didn't say anything about. "I was just in the mood to be treated properly, if you catch my drift." Her voice was sultry and she placed one hand on the mans brawn shoulder.
"I think we can help you with that, lady, just follow me and my brother to our place and we will show you how real men should treat a lady." The other man, now identified as brother, wrapped a lone arm around her waist. Luckily, the conditioning she went through was enough to not cringe and tense up. Instead, she remained calm and lax, laughing softly at the brother's words. "Then lead the way, men. She stretched her arm, kimono draping down pointing in a general direction, letting the men know she was ready. She was disgusted, but the anticipation of getting rid of such filth made her heart race and was almost as orgasmic as her deeds.
The brothers guided her through the winding streets, many guys still cat calling towards her. Apparently these men were popular on the streets with all the encouragement they were getting. Through her peripheral, she saw that both men were grinning. But in her mind, those grins won't be lasting long. The finally stopped at their apartment and she was guided in side.
[enter smut scene]
The two brothers were panting on the bed, each on slowly drifting to sleep. Beatrice chuckled at such view of weakness, sleeping before their murderer. Foolish men. Through her powers over ice, she quickly formed two daggers that formed in her palms. In a quick motion, blood was gurgling and pouring from two wounds. Each brother was stabbed in the throat, choking on their blood. Beatrice laughed, basking in the bliss of her deeds.
A sudden dizziness washed over her. A sharp burning sensation was washed over her entire body, but centralized on her upper calf on her left leg. She keeled over wanting to scream in agony, but she was screaming in silence. Beatrice convulsed on the floor slightly before the sharp pain subsided to a dull throb. Her vision was fuzzy, images swirling and throbbing everywhere, the only sound was a slight buzz. The buzz turned to a tremulous rumble in her mind then flat lined into an annoying ring. A booming voice shook her head as it began to speak to her.
"Welcome, welcome, Beatrice Kaishin. Such a beautiful act turned foul by the likes of you. You have been marked by your sin of lust. Gaze down to your calf and see your burden." Beatrice shakily did, vision finally focusing. There, where the pain was still throbbing, was a jet black mark. The voice began to speak once more. " This is the Seal of Sins, which burned onto your flesh by your conviction of Lust. Congratulations Beatrice, Sin of Lust, you have two days and two nights to seek out the others who have been marked in the Land of Claws. Bewarned, failure two will result in your death.
She just sat there, still naked quivering at what just happened. She was in disbelief.