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A day with Death (mistressflames x DonVoltonus)

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mistressflames

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Jan 15, 2009
Slowly she awoke to the horror that what she had experienced the night before had not been a bad dream. Slowly Violet sat up in her makeshift bed. It was really a slab of stone held to the wall by two sets of chains with a very thin padding. She frowned looking around the walls and floor were all made of stone as well and the front wall where a doorway should have been was bared off. She was in some kind of midevil looking dungeon. Who knew those still existed?

The first thing she noticed after discovering her surroundings was that her pockets were empty. They took her cell phone. She scrunched her soft pink lips to the side as she looked around to think. Don't panic. There might be a way out of this. She thought to herself.

Violet stood and started walking towards the bars ahead. Visably they looked wide spread apart. Perhaps she was thin enough to squeeze herself through them. She was a fairly thin girl. Violet was a size 6. She was blessed with a naturally fast metabolism and curves in all the right places. Her real name was Lisa but she had acquired the nickname Violet from her lilic purple hair with light blue streaks in her bangs. Her hair was pulled half up and fell down to her mid back. She was wearing a pair of jean hip huggers, purple tennis shoes and a pale green mini-t that came up to show a mid-drift when she lifted up an arm. Her most mesmerizing featured was her eyes. One was a bright green and the other was a light blue. They stuck out well against her fair skin.

She stuck her foot through the bars then her hips. If she sucked in a deep breath her upper torso just might make it but her head was not. There went that plan. Violet pulled her hips back in the cell and went with plan B. "Hello?..." She spoke out hesitantly. She could not see what was to the sides of her cell perhaps there were others there too. "Is there anyone here?"
 
Footsteps tapped along the stone floor outside, a man walking up to the bars. He was tall and slender, his skin pale, wrapped in a tight black coat more suited to a laboratory than to this dank place. He looked down at her, his piercing eyes a vibrant, un-natural crimson.
"Lovely specimen they're brought me today. You're a lucky girl, your test will be the pinnacle of my studies." He grinned widely.
"Finally a way to produce true ressurection, and you're the key." He looked her up and down like a hungry animal.
 
She had caught someones attention but it was not another prisoner and it was definitely not someone to rescue her. From the looks of it she guessed he was in charge of the place. He was creeping her out the way his red eyes looked at her, she feared they might not be contacts. She tried to take in what he said and make logic of it. "Resurection?..who are you trying to resurrect?" She asked. All she could picture in her head was a mad scientist waking the dead into zombies like an old horror flick. Or perhaps he lost someone he was trying to bring back, that never ended well. Or perhaps this was the governments doing and he was being paid to cure death.
 
He smirked, suddenly whipping forward and putting his arm through the bars.
Tendrils of black energy lashed out, wrapping around her throat and pulling her to him.
"Why, I'll be resurrecting you of course."
He grinned, the tendril's grip growing tighter, cutting off her air.
 
When he lurched forwards she stumbled backwards but there was no escape. Something black came out of his arms. This was not real it was too wierd. It certainly felt real when it clasped hold of her neck and drug her back to the bars. Violets finger's clutched tightly to the tendrils. Her eyes grew wide when he answered her. He was going to kill her. She clawed and pulled at the energy trying to prying it away from her neck or at least loosen the grip. It seemed struggling was only making it worse. "No!... stop.." She gasped. Instincts caused her to try to suck in more air but nothing came. It would only take a few more seconds of this before her body would go limp in his grasp.
 
He laughed, only tightening the grip. She could see a slight bulge pressing his lab coat.
"Why would I stop? I need you dead first." He clamped the tendrils tightly, any tighter he'd simply snap her neck.
 
She was not quit sure what she saw. She thought there was a tent pitched under his clothes but that could be the lack of oxygen going to her brain. Was he actually getting off on this? It was the last thought that crossed her mind as her vision went blurry and suddenly everything went black. He could tell the fight was over when her arms fell to her side and suddenly he was supporting Violet's weight.
 
He grinned, opening the cage to carry her out.
Life suddenly flooded back into her body, and she found herself bound to an examination table, with her feet raised in stirrups.
"Looks like it worked. Hello? Is your mind still there?"
 
"Of course it is still there." Violet groaned before opening her eyes. It was as if she had just been wakened from a deep sleep. She tried to sit up but something held her down. She looked around and realized what happened. The mad scientist had performed his experiment on her. It worked! He really did resurrect her from the dead but that was not her concern right now. "What did you do to me?" She asked wanting to feel her head to make sure there weren't any stitches but she couldn't lift her hands. "What did you do while I was uncontious?" She asked as she stared at the stirrups in fear of what he had down and still might do.
 
He laughed.
"Unconcious? No you were dead my dear. Stone cold, heart stopped, eyes rolled dead."
He grinned, moving between her legs and teasing a finger over her slit.
"Of course I still need to test the nerve endings."
 
She craned her head as far as she could to watch his every movement. "Don't touch there!" She gasped as she felt his cold fingers between her legs. Her thighs twitched. A shiver ran through her body. She could feel her heart beating fast in her chest from fear. "No need for a test my nerves work perfectly. Your experiment worked. Congratulations." She reassured him. "Now pleeaase unstrap me and let me go." She practically begged him.
 
"Not a chance." he slid out his cock, 10 inches of thick, pale flesh, with a dark purple head.
"I need to test various deaths." He pushed the head of his cock into her.
"And every inch of your nerves."
 
Her cheeks flushed bright red at the sight of his cock. "No please." Her bright blue and green eyes grew wide. She grew tense and tight as she felt him begin to push in. Her hips bucked up. She made a squeeling sound as she bit her lips. He was barely in and she could already feel the pain start. This was not how she wanted to lose her virginity. "I'll do anything just stop." Her voice was shaky now as she realized her please were useless.
 
He pushed deep, stretching her out, but also grinding over her g-spot.
"Trust me girl, by the time I'm done you'll love me."
 
Her arms and legs hopelessly pulled against the restraints. He was so big it felt like he was tareing her walls as they stretched to fit him in. "Never-ah!" A light patched of blood seeped out of the hole. He popped the cherry and kept going. As much as it hurt he kept hitting something sensative that made her upper back press against the table "Ohh" she moaned as her pussy squeezed and twitched around his cock. She gasped once she realized what had just happened. She moaned.. for him!
 
He laughed, flicking his thumb over her clit. "There's a good girl, learning to enjoy her new master."
He thrust himself deeper, to the hilt.
"Careful you don't hurt yourself with all that jerking about."
She could feel a very small spike in the table, against her neck just under her skull.
 
Each flick of his thumb sent a shivering wave through her. She did all she could to resist him but really all she could do was lie there. It was hopeless he was pushing deeper in until she flet his pelvis smack against her. She felt over stuffed. Her thoughts were distracted from the pain at his last remark. She did not notice the pointed object below her neck until he said that. She grew stiff with fear. "Wh-what is that?!"
 
"The next little test, just relax, this one won't even hurt!"
He thrust more smoothly, picking up a steady pace now.
"Just relax, soon enough you'll grow to accept, and even enjoy, your deaths."
 
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