Prayer to the Dead

                   

    My one and only, dark angel of the night.....do you hear me?
Do you hear me calling to you? I beckon thee to save me, from
all that is light...if not forever, then I plead give me
one night, thats all I'll need of you. Save me....take me...
your fledgling I long to be, till the end of time. To let you
drink from my eternal fountains, that others call veins, is
all I long for. To feel you take my life and give yours in
return, to feel your long hair embrace my flesh...your fangs
upon my neck...your tongue warm from anothers blood licking my
flesh. I beg of of you to take me.....in every way!

Do you hear me?
   
    How long must I wait in this sanctum we have built among the
forest. Your promises of pleasure linger in the trees, as I lay
bound and gagged, atop this cold sarcophagus. I'll do anything, for
you to let me feel your cold caress.
   
    I fear I may die here, waiting for you to feed my sanguine
addiction, and desires of all that is perverse.

You promised me!

Don't you hear me?
   
    I hear the lonely lupines howling off in the distance....do
they sense your presence...are you near?

    I grow so cold, as the wind licks my flesh...how long have I
been here....

Hear me!

Did I not do everthing you asked of me?

Please don't make me beg of you anymore.

    The wind whips violently through the trees, makeing my skin crawl
with chill. The falling leaves blanket my body and caress my breasts.
The wind crashs on my nakedness, I can feel myself become wet.
I am ready for you....can you feel me.
I see the forest cringe as it senses your presence.
Is that you I feel lurking in the shadows...
I shiver from fright.....is this what I wanted...to be
frightened out of my mind. To not have a choice, but to
recieve pleasure from fear and pain?

What is that noise...something is so close......is that you?
I feel...I feel claw like nails scratching at me ever so lightly,
small licks on my toes..... I can see your hunched form on all fours as
you stretch your arms out to my thighs and slowly rake your nails down
the length of my legs. I let out a piercing scream from bitter sweet pain.
You look so monstrous in this lunar light....I tremble from fear. I scream
to be freed, and get slapped hard across face....blood trickels out of the
corner of my mouth. "Is this not what you wanted, my fledgling", she asks?
I don't know...I.. "yes, you said you would die for me" she says as she grips
I scream as I can feel
ten droplets of warm blood running down and off my chest. In one quick movement
she grips my hair and sinks her fangs into my neck, and starts sucking
the life out of my writhing body. She withdraws and plunges again almost
draining me before she forces me to drink from her wrist, then as I regain my
strength I notice the winds dieing down....