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- Jul 15, 2012
This RP post is based on an erotic story I am currently writing that is just one version of my Hell's Pleasure Doll Idea. Open to anyone who wishes to get involved
Lexi Olivia Moon was new in Blackwood Falls. She had moved into the old manor located on Devil’s Hill. There were stories about the hill which gave it the well known name and these stories went back beyond the 1900’s. The stories told of a witch that lived on the estate in the late 1800’s. She had been found guilty of witchcraft and burned at the stake. The strange things that happened in the region of Devil’s Hill followed the departure of this witch. Lexi refused to believe the stories and figured they were simple tales that made the town popular. Every town had them. It was a way of placing the town on the map so to speak. It wasn’t until she had bought the old manor and moved in, that strange things began to happen. At first, it was just noises throughout the house. The noises would sound like footsteps and voices in empty rooms. She would peer into the room and there would be nothing there. Lexi also had this odd feeling that something was watching her the entire time she was there. It was then that she started to consider that the stories might be true after all.
It had been two weeks after she had moved in that she discovered a large black book hidden in the manor’s basement. It was dusty and looked very old. She had stumbled across it hidden inside a secret compartment in the stone wall behind a metal shelf. Inside there had been cobwebs that covered the book, no doubt meaning that the book had been there for quite some time. It wasn’t until she began to flip through the pages of the book that she quickly realized that this was no ordinary book. It was a spell book and not just any spell book. It had the name of the same witch in the stories told in association with Devil’s Hill engraved under it’s cover. Could it really be? Was this the ancient text that had gotten the witch killed? The book was indeed ancient. It was far older than even the 1800s. Lexi had to wonder from where it had originated. This was not all that she found. There also was a journal hidden inside the back of the book. Lexi pulled it loose and set aside the spell book to read an excerpt from the journal.
The town’s people are becoming suspicious. The curses I cast upon the old mine is working but the town has turned it’s eyes upon me. I know what will happen if they come to accuse me. They have already burned my sisters at the stake for petty magic. I shall never forgive them for that and the unspeakable crimes they have committed against my sisters. Now I know that I must do something about these actions. I fear what they might do to me if I am discovered but that doesn’t matter now. They will not stop me. I can reverse whatever they do to me using these spells. I am certain that it will work. Then I will rise again and become even more powerful than before and they shall pay for their crimes against my sisters.
Lexi swept my eyes over the page and continued to read on about how the witch had cast a series of spells. It didn’t really make any sense to the woman, and some of it was written in Latin. She then put aside the journal and picked up the dusty old spell book again. Lexi was flipping through it when she found a page talking about banishing spirits and how to deal with them. It even gave information that would help determine if a place was indeed haunted. Unfortunately for her, she found that all the information pointed to the manor as being full of restless spirits. Lexi knew that it couldn’t hurt to try the spell out. What could possibly go wrong? She didn’t wish to live in an old manor with these things haunting her forever. They were going to have to go. Lexi had already found an old wooden chest full of supplies in the basement. This she had discovered while unpacking a few days earlier. It had been inside an empty room just off the basement. She soon figured out that the chest held magical supplies used for spells similar to the ones found in the spell book. She picked up the book and carried it down to the room to place it with wooden chest. It seemed to belong there.
It came time for Lexi to perform her banishing spell. The room off the basement was completely bare. One thing about the room that puzzled Lexi was that no insects or spiders could be found inside. There was no cob web like you would normally see in a room like this. Lexi’s tabby black cat wouldn’t even enter the room. In fact, the cat would hiss at the door whenever it was open. She entered the room and knelt by the wooden chest and took out the leather clad spell book. She set it down upon the floor beside her. Then she opened it up in order to search for the spell she needed. She found the page and surveyed the listings for the supplies needed for the spell.
The room was just big enough that it was perfect for casting a spell or performing a ritual. Lexi had been told that she would need a circle with a pentagram drawn out inside it’s circumference. Then the circle and points of the pentagram would be lit with a variety of colorful candles; mostly black, which she positioned according to the diagram given in the spell book. The white chalk passed easily over the smooth, stone floor perfectly. Lexi smiled in pride as she stood up to admire her creation. She was sure that she had done a great job. Lexi was no witch, but she figured that one would not be able to tell that from the work she had done. Lexi’s thoughts turned to the stories of the witch that had been burned for crimes of witchcraft. What was so evil about this? She thought to herself and then sighed as she decided to think about something else. The next step given in the book was to light incense. Lexi was told to choose one that was both pleasant and calming. Lexi chose Lilac. It was interesting scent. The book explained that I was known to send the person into a trance or hypnotize them with it’s sweet fragrance.
Lexi thought back to the writings the witch had made in her journal. The witch had explained in one of them that demons were often misunderstood. They were considered to be far more dangerous than they actually were. They were to be respected but that they were not all evil. The mainstream belief even in the witch’s day caused people to fear the demons. This was what led to the witch hunts. The witch had written a note in the spell book about performing the spell without fear. She explained that demons could sense and even smell your fear in the same way a dog can sense fear. They will take advantage of this if you let them. She had made it perfectly clear that if you let this affect you, than you might likely find things going wrong.
“No fear! I think I can do that.” Lexi told herself softly as she thought about having the peace of mind in her home for a change. That was a happy thought.
Lexi shrugged off the thoughts in her mind insisting this was a very bad idea. It felt similar to a parent telling a child that playing with fire was a bad idea. Lexi knew she could not turn back. She had come this far and might as well continue onward. So she would continue with the spell. The book made perfectly clear that the person casting the spell had to make sure to focus their mind on the goal ahead. This was essential in order to draw up the energy needed for the spell to be successful. The spell that Lexi would be performing was one of those written in Latin. She wasn’t very good at Latin, but the spell book explained that it didn’t matter. It should be understood that the spirits would react through mental communication and that most of the power was held in the mind.
Lexi began to chant the spell word for word. She did her best to sound out the words as best she could. Then she stopped to wait for whatever would happen next. All of the sudden, she shivered as a cold gust of wind blew past her. The candles flickered softly but managed somehow not to go out. Lexi quickly became aware that the air in the room was much colder than it had been moments before. Lexi was currently standing but then the room began to shake violently. She had to kneel or else she would have lost her footing. It didn’t help that she was wearing high heels.
The candles around the room flickered wildly, caught in a torrent of wind swept before they all blew out like candles on a birthday cake. This threw the room into darkness but Lexi could see that the wall in front of her had begun to move. There was a glowing red light coming from the solid surface that rippled like the surface of the ocean. Lexi watched as these ripples started at the middle and rolled outward away from the center. Lexi froze and stared in shock and sudden fear. The red light was growing and now pouring from an opening that had formed the shape of a whirlpool. Lexi continued to watch as flames erupted and started to exit the opening. They towered up the stone wall all the way to the roof of the room. The flames moved closer to Lexi as the room continued to quake. Lexi became aware that there was absolutely no heat emitting from the flames.
She would have expected for the house to catch fire with such giant flames but this fire didn’t seem to burn like that. What kind of fire was this? She thought as she stared at the flames in astonishment. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going on? Was the whirlpool going to suck up the restless spirits, because if it was, then it didn’t feel like it?
It was then that Lexi heard laughter coming from inside the opening; a wicked laugh that chilled her very soul. She watched in horror as a figure appeared amongst the flames. What was that? Was she dreaming? She wondered to herself and even rubbed her eyes thinking it might all be an illusion.
Lexi was simply irresistible with the way she held herself with an alluring figure. She had long bleach blonde hair and ruby red lips that were full as well as luscious. Her entire body was succulent and sexually thought provoking. It surely was almost a sin enough to just look so sexy and beautiful as she was. The outfit she had on tonight was a black corseted top and denim blue jeans with a black lace bra and thong beneath all of that.
Lexi Olivia Moon was new in Blackwood Falls. She had moved into the old manor located on Devil’s Hill. There were stories about the hill which gave it the well known name and these stories went back beyond the 1900’s. The stories told of a witch that lived on the estate in the late 1800’s. She had been found guilty of witchcraft and burned at the stake. The strange things that happened in the region of Devil’s Hill followed the departure of this witch. Lexi refused to believe the stories and figured they were simple tales that made the town popular. Every town had them. It was a way of placing the town on the map so to speak. It wasn’t until she had bought the old manor and moved in, that strange things began to happen. At first, it was just noises throughout the house. The noises would sound like footsteps and voices in empty rooms. She would peer into the room and there would be nothing there. Lexi also had this odd feeling that something was watching her the entire time she was there. It was then that she started to consider that the stories might be true after all.
It had been two weeks after she had moved in that she discovered a large black book hidden in the manor’s basement. It was dusty and looked very old. She had stumbled across it hidden inside a secret compartment in the stone wall behind a metal shelf. Inside there had been cobwebs that covered the book, no doubt meaning that the book had been there for quite some time. It wasn’t until she began to flip through the pages of the book that she quickly realized that this was no ordinary book. It was a spell book and not just any spell book. It had the name of the same witch in the stories told in association with Devil’s Hill engraved under it’s cover. Could it really be? Was this the ancient text that had gotten the witch killed? The book was indeed ancient. It was far older than even the 1800s. Lexi had to wonder from where it had originated. This was not all that she found. There also was a journal hidden inside the back of the book. Lexi pulled it loose and set aside the spell book to read an excerpt from the journal.
The town’s people are becoming suspicious. The curses I cast upon the old mine is working but the town has turned it’s eyes upon me. I know what will happen if they come to accuse me. They have already burned my sisters at the stake for petty magic. I shall never forgive them for that and the unspeakable crimes they have committed against my sisters. Now I know that I must do something about these actions. I fear what they might do to me if I am discovered but that doesn’t matter now. They will not stop me. I can reverse whatever they do to me using these spells. I am certain that it will work. Then I will rise again and become even more powerful than before and they shall pay for their crimes against my sisters.
Lexi swept my eyes over the page and continued to read on about how the witch had cast a series of spells. It didn’t really make any sense to the woman, and some of it was written in Latin. She then put aside the journal and picked up the dusty old spell book again. Lexi was flipping through it when she found a page talking about banishing spirits and how to deal with them. It even gave information that would help determine if a place was indeed haunted. Unfortunately for her, she found that all the information pointed to the manor as being full of restless spirits. Lexi knew that it couldn’t hurt to try the spell out. What could possibly go wrong? She didn’t wish to live in an old manor with these things haunting her forever. They were going to have to go. Lexi had already found an old wooden chest full of supplies in the basement. This she had discovered while unpacking a few days earlier. It had been inside an empty room just off the basement. She soon figured out that the chest held magical supplies used for spells similar to the ones found in the spell book. She picked up the book and carried it down to the room to place it with wooden chest. It seemed to belong there.
It came time for Lexi to perform her banishing spell. The room off the basement was completely bare. One thing about the room that puzzled Lexi was that no insects or spiders could be found inside. There was no cob web like you would normally see in a room like this. Lexi’s tabby black cat wouldn’t even enter the room. In fact, the cat would hiss at the door whenever it was open. She entered the room and knelt by the wooden chest and took out the leather clad spell book. She set it down upon the floor beside her. Then she opened it up in order to search for the spell she needed. She found the page and surveyed the listings for the supplies needed for the spell.
The room was just big enough that it was perfect for casting a spell or performing a ritual. Lexi had been told that she would need a circle with a pentagram drawn out inside it’s circumference. Then the circle and points of the pentagram would be lit with a variety of colorful candles; mostly black, which she positioned according to the diagram given in the spell book. The white chalk passed easily over the smooth, stone floor perfectly. Lexi smiled in pride as she stood up to admire her creation. She was sure that she had done a great job. Lexi was no witch, but she figured that one would not be able to tell that from the work she had done. Lexi’s thoughts turned to the stories of the witch that had been burned for crimes of witchcraft. What was so evil about this? She thought to herself and then sighed as she decided to think about something else. The next step given in the book was to light incense. Lexi was told to choose one that was both pleasant and calming. Lexi chose Lilac. It was interesting scent. The book explained that I was known to send the person into a trance or hypnotize them with it’s sweet fragrance.
Lexi thought back to the writings the witch had made in her journal. The witch had explained in one of them that demons were often misunderstood. They were considered to be far more dangerous than they actually were. They were to be respected but that they were not all evil. The mainstream belief even in the witch’s day caused people to fear the demons. This was what led to the witch hunts. The witch had written a note in the spell book about performing the spell without fear. She explained that demons could sense and even smell your fear in the same way a dog can sense fear. They will take advantage of this if you let them. She had made it perfectly clear that if you let this affect you, than you might likely find things going wrong.
“No fear! I think I can do that.” Lexi told herself softly as she thought about having the peace of mind in her home for a change. That was a happy thought.
Lexi shrugged off the thoughts in her mind insisting this was a very bad idea. It felt similar to a parent telling a child that playing with fire was a bad idea. Lexi knew she could not turn back. She had come this far and might as well continue onward. So she would continue with the spell. The book made perfectly clear that the person casting the spell had to make sure to focus their mind on the goal ahead. This was essential in order to draw up the energy needed for the spell to be successful. The spell that Lexi would be performing was one of those written in Latin. She wasn’t very good at Latin, but the spell book explained that it didn’t matter. It should be understood that the spirits would react through mental communication and that most of the power was held in the mind.
Lexi began to chant the spell word for word. She did her best to sound out the words as best she could. Then she stopped to wait for whatever would happen next. All of the sudden, she shivered as a cold gust of wind blew past her. The candles flickered softly but managed somehow not to go out. Lexi quickly became aware that the air in the room was much colder than it had been moments before. Lexi was currently standing but then the room began to shake violently. She had to kneel or else she would have lost her footing. It didn’t help that she was wearing high heels.
The candles around the room flickered wildly, caught in a torrent of wind swept before they all blew out like candles on a birthday cake. This threw the room into darkness but Lexi could see that the wall in front of her had begun to move. There was a glowing red light coming from the solid surface that rippled like the surface of the ocean. Lexi watched as these ripples started at the middle and rolled outward away from the center. Lexi froze and stared in shock and sudden fear. The red light was growing and now pouring from an opening that had formed the shape of a whirlpool. Lexi continued to watch as flames erupted and started to exit the opening. They towered up the stone wall all the way to the roof of the room. The flames moved closer to Lexi as the room continued to quake. Lexi became aware that there was absolutely no heat emitting from the flames.
She would have expected for the house to catch fire with such giant flames but this fire didn’t seem to burn like that. What kind of fire was this? She thought as she stared at the flames in astonishment. She couldn’t help but wonder what was going on? Was the whirlpool going to suck up the restless spirits, because if it was, then it didn’t feel like it?
It was then that Lexi heard laughter coming from inside the opening; a wicked laugh that chilled her very soul. She watched in horror as a figure appeared amongst the flames. What was that? Was she dreaming? She wondered to herself and even rubbed her eyes thinking it might all be an illusion.
Lexi was simply irresistible with the way she held herself with an alluring figure. She had long bleach blonde hair and ruby red lips that were full as well as luscious. Her entire body was succulent and sexually thought provoking. It surely was almost a sin enough to just look so sexy and beautiful as she was. The outfit she had on tonight was a black corseted top and denim blue jeans with a black lace bra and thong beneath all of that.
