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Day 7 - Dark Journals
00:02 Feb 17 2008
Times Read: 623
The cold metal chains sliced deep into my wrists. Blood slowly trickled down my arm as I struggled to break free from these bounding ties. My eyes strained to focus on my surroundings and my mind worked on remembering the events that brought me here. Sweat poured down my chest, as the room was smoldering hot.
As I looked around, I noticed the furnace at the far end of the room, flames of orange and red peeked out through the window and more heat poured into the room.
I was in a basement somewhere. The surroundings reminded me of a Freddy Krueger movie,, any minute I expected the little girl on the tricycle to come around the corner and sing the theme song: One, Two, Freddy’s coming for you...
Okay, this place, even for a vampire, was creepy.
I tried to use my strength to break free from the chains only cutting further into my flesh and leaving the end result the same. My feet barely touched the ground as both of my arms were bound together above me.
Footsteps in a distance slowed my furious struggling. I could here him, smell him. Whoever he was that was torturing me, was heading in my direction.
I felt helpless, like a mere mortal.
My thoughts went back to the night before, remembering the events through clouded vision. I remembered going to my resting chamber. I remember my last breath, my last thought,, of course was of Jure..
My heart began to race as this could only mean that one of the hunters had found us. Us as in myself and Jure.. I frantically looked around that room expecting to find Jure’s body slew, decapitated or with a stake jabbed deep into his chest.
Again I pulled at the chains struggling to break free. I needed to get out of here.
A wicked laugh fell ill upon my ears as the footsteps continued to move in closer.
I glanced to the right of me and watched as a rat scurried across the floor. Then I looked to the left. “My God!” A body,,, Blood spilled all around the lifeless being. And although, blood was my life’s source I feared that it was Jure’s.
I looked closer trying to find any evidence that it wasn’t him. The body was brutally mangled. A leg laid severed, shredded with flesh dangling from the thigh. The torso of the body held long deep cuts, exposing the persons’ insides. Bugs crawled over the organs feasting off the tissue of the dead.
Panic set in,,,, I didn’t want to die like this,, I would rather face the dawn and burn to ash then go out like this.
“Aaarorrra....... Are you ready to play Aurora?” The deep voice held malicious intent. He didn’t plan to just scare me, he intended to kill me, to cut me up and torment me, just like he had done with the other victim who laid only a few feet away from me...
“Fuck!!!” I said out loud. Pulling at the chains harder, I had to get away, I had to get out of here..
Day 7 - Dark Journals
00:02 Feb 17 2008
Times Read: 623
The cold metal chains sliced deep into my wrists. Blood slowly trickled down my arm as I struggled to break free from these bounding ties. My eyes strained to focus on my surroundings and my mind worked on remembering the events that brought me here. Sweat poured down my chest, as the room was smoldering hot.
As I looked around, I noticed the furnace at the far end of the room, flames of orange and red peeked out through the window and more heat poured into the room.
I was in a basement somewhere. The surroundings reminded me of a Freddy Krueger movie,, any minute I expected the little girl on the tricycle to come around the corner and sing the theme song: One, Two, Freddy’s coming for you...
Okay, this place, even for a vampire, was creepy.
I tried to use my strength to break free from the chains only cutting further into my flesh and leaving the end result the same. My feet barely touched the ground as both of my arms were bound together above me.
Footsteps in a distance slowed my furious struggling. I could here him, smell him. Whoever he was that was torturing me, was heading in my direction.
I felt helpless, like a mere mortal.
My thoughts went back to the night before, remembering the events through clouded vision. I remembered going to my resting chamber. I remember my last breath, my last thought,, of course was of Jure..
My heart began to race as this could only mean that one of the hunters had found us. Us as in myself and Jure.. I frantically looked around that room expecting to find Jure’s body slew, decapitated or with a stake jabbed deep into his chest.
Again I pulled at the chains struggling to break free. I needed to get out of here.
A wicked laugh fell ill upon my ears as the footsteps continued to move in closer.
I glanced to the right of me and watched as a rat scurried across the floor. Then I looked to the left. “My God!” A body,,, Blood spilled all around the lifeless being. And although, blood was my life’s source I feared that it was Jure’s.
I looked closer trying to find any evidence that it wasn’t him. The body was brutally mangled. A leg laid severed, shredded with flesh dangling from the thigh. The torso of the body held long deep cuts, exposing the persons’ insides. Bugs crawled over the organs feasting off the tissue of the dead.
Panic set in,,,, I didn’t want to die like this,, I would rather face the dawn and burn to ash then go out like this.
“Aaarorrra....... Are you ready to play Aurora?” The deep voice held malicious intent. He didn’t plan to just scare me, he intended to kill me, to cut me up and torment me, just like he had done with the other victim who laid only a few feet away from me...
“Fuck!!!” I said out loud. Pulling at the chains harder, I had to get away, I had to get out of here..
Day 6 - Dark Journals00:00 Feb 17 2008
Times Read: 624
The softness of his lips mixed with the slight taste of his blood enhanced my desire... I ran my hand slowly up the front of him,, cupping his manhood in my hand,,, massaging ever so gently.. More deeply he kissed me,, holding my head in his hand, pressing my lips up against his.. He nipped my lip, causing a slight sting, mixing out blood together..
The blood must have enticed him more,, he began pulling at my clothes urging me to rid myself of the fabric. I felt the urgency the same,, coxing him to rid himself of his clothes as well.. Wildly we tugged at each others clothes unable to get close enough... I needed him deep inside of me.. Clothes began to fall off,, mostly in shreds as we couldn’t control ourselves from out heated desire..
Together we stood naked,, kissing deeply, touching, rubbing, licking, caressing.. The electricity was more then I could take.. He must have felt the same,, it was time to end the torture.
He turned me around and buried himself deep inside me,, .. The pleasure was intoxicating.. The pressure built as he continued to pound harder and deeper into my core.. He pulled my head back and sucked on my neck,, not enough to take my blood, just enough to turn me on that much more... Heat washed over me and I screamed in pure ecstasy as the orgasm ran through me.. My mind spun out of control along with my body.. It wasn’t long after he fulfilled my desire that Jure let out a deep moan and I felt his seed enter me...
He wrapped his arms around me and held me close,, both our bodies were beaded in sweat,, both of us completely satisfied.. It was always like that,, nobody else could ever take his place.. He is the best lover I have ever had,, and nobody can compete..
Day 5 - Dark Journals23:57 Feb 16 2008
Times Read: 625
He came to me again..... Whispering my name,, brushing his tender lips over my skin.. The feel of his warmth the touch of his hand,, tender and passionate,, making me wish I was human again.. Although I could not see his face he seemed familiar, someone I had spoke with before..
I have no idea why he has been visiting me, or why I am able to dream of him in my immortal sleep,,,,, his strength must be strong.
I dreamt of us walking in a park,, the wind was slightly blowing,, it was during the day,, the sun did not burn my skin and people did not stare at me as if I was some kind of freak.. Children play in the park, swinging and running, having picnic’s with their families... He held my hand,, and we continued to walk..
He led me to the top of a hill, away from the mortals.. To the top of the hill with a large tree that provided shade and shelter from the Sun... A blanket appeared on the ground.. He brushed back a stray strand of hair that fell down in the middle of my face than pulled me close tenderly placing his lips on mine.. The kiss was deep, with more passion then I can ever remember.. Stealing my breath as his tongue danced with mine.. He slowly ran his hand down the front side of my chest and cupped my breast with his hand,, slowly massaging, bringing my nipples to a peek.. I allowed a moan to escape.. I knew it was dream, but I didn’t want to awake..
I wanted more but he stepped back.. He turned me around and held me as we looked out over the normal people having a normal day at the park.. I smiled.. This was heaven,, I finally made it there after all this time....
Hot piercing pain like none that I have ever felt before shot through me as I felt the fangs of the man standing behind me enter my neck.. The once ever so gentle now became violent,, sucking and draining the life from me.. My energy began to fade,, my body became leaden..
He stopped just as I thought I would see my death.. He then placed a hand over the puncture wound on my neck and commanded it to heal.. My body complied... He then ripped at his wrist and forced me to drink.. At first I was reluctant, but then,, the taste,, the sweet taste,,, the copper hitting my lips was to much for me to bare.. I needed blood and he freely offered it to me.. I took from him what he had already took from me..
He pulled away after suppling what was lost and once again whispered to me.. He said ,, “I will come for you bella,,, make no mistake,, you belong to me...” Then he was gone...
How weak of me to write about romance, ,when I have lived hundreds of years without it.. How sappy and human these words appear to me when I read them back to myself,, and yet,, I still feel a pull,, a longing,, a connection that was never there before..
Should I feel guilty for it is my life I spend with Jure,, years and years with a man who has took care of my every need.. But love is something I only read about,, something that vampires cannot experience .. Or can they? Maybe only in their dreams .....
Tomorrow,,, I hunt!!
Day 4 - Dark Journals ..
23:54 Feb 16 2008
Times Read: 626
Curious people stare at me as I walk down the street.. Uncertain of who or what I am,, but knowing I am different,,,,, unlike them..
I grabbed a hold of the double doors with both hands and pulled them back allowing me entryway to the building.. Security wanted to stop me but they were scared to..
My long black trench coat tailed behind me covering the backside of my tight shapely black dress that split up the side exposing my thighs. Tucked down inside the top part or my garter belt lay hidden a shape jagged edge of my 6 inch throwing knife.
I walked past several people who were holding drinks and gossiping amongst themselves,, they all stopped and stared as I walked by... I couldn’t blame them,, in the hottest month of the year I wore a trench coat,, in the middle of the night I wore sun glasses,, I suppose I stuck out like a sore thumb or a fat lady in a bikini contest...
My skin as pale as soft powder and the sun glasses hiding the red tint of my eyes.. I wore the glasses for them,, not for me.. I know they can’t handle the truth for which that they would see beneath the dark tint of the shades.
As I reached the bottom of the spiral stair case a tall man, muscular built, dressed in an expensive suit approached me.. I stopped for only a brief second then held my hand up to dismiss him.. He continued forward as if to defy me. I ignored him and continued up the stairs taking each step 2 at a time. I reached the top in a matter of seconds...
Down the lengthy hallway towards the back of the estate I reached my goal,, I swung open the blood red door and entered Jure’s descendant office,,,,,, Draven Grando..
Draven nonchalantly looked up from his computer,,, “Aurora, I’ve been expecting you.” His deep voice barely hid the humor beneath the tone..
I walked closer to him, taking notice of all the books piled on the top of his desk.. “You cannot continue to break our code,, You know the rules! You are aware of what will happen if the elders find out.” I spoke softly..
Draven laughed then angrily pushed back his chair and stood up.
“Don’t talk to me about rules......... YOU break many of your own.” He yelled.
A sound then directed my attention to the right. Tied and bound with duck tape over his mouth was the next victim of Draven’s.. He had so many these days,, to many, and it wouldn’t be long before he exposed our world and the hunters would begin to search.. We would no longer be safe.
I started to walk towards the man,,, this was not an evil man, in fact he was holy. Dressed still in the priest uniform. “Oh my God Draven,,, what are you doing?”
Draven using the power of the vampire then appeared in front of me,, he looked down at me holding me in place with only his stare.
Anger boiled in the pit of my stomach and somewhere inside my mind I made a vow to kill him. No man,, human or other will ever control me,, and yet Draven did tonight.. Shame added to the anger ..
I stood frozen unable to move as I watched him approach the priest. The priest began to panic, struggling to get free...
Draven laughed,, “Oh, but where is your faith now father?” He screamed in the mans face..
Tears fell from the terrified eyes of the innocent.. This time the fear didn’t excite me, this time it brought sorrow and regret.
I did everything I could do to break Draven’s spell, but he, like his father, was much more stronger then myself.
Draven then lifted the man’s head and exposed his throat.. “You better get to praying father,, your end is here..”
He than tore into the priest’s neck,, ripping back flesh.. Blood sprayed the air, covering the couch, the floor and Draven..
Draven did not feed.. He took pleasure in watching the man die,, watching him suffer.. He then turned to me and said ...
“Vampires are the supreme beings who walk this Earth.. Don’t forget your place Aurora.”
The spell was lifted and I was able to move again. I felt weak and drained.. The sight and smell of the blood was such a strong temptation. Every inch of my body wanted to go to the lifeless man and suck the rest of him dry.... But morally I couldn’t.. This was a holy man,, a man who did not deserve to die..
The only thing left for me to do was leave...
I glanced back up to look at Draven again making a silent vow to destroy him... I will do just that,, Know matter what it takes ....
~Aurora~
Day 3 - Dark Journals23:51 Feb 16 2008
Times Read: 627
This rising I awoke with an incredible hunger. The pain nearly driving me to the floor. Acid felt as if it was eating away my stomach.
My legs felt weak beneath me as I headed towards the upper level of my estate. I needed to find Jure.
I reached the door of the master “play” room when I noticed a noise coming from within... I heard Jure laugh, then a woman... I swung the door open to find what I already knew what I would see...
Jure laid naked sprawled out on the top of the king size bed with a young brunette on top of him. I stood there for a moment,, watching as the young human road him slow and easy, taking the full length of him into her body.
I fought off the twinge of jealously that was wanting to boil and replaced it with extreme excitement.
The woman hadn’t noticed me, but Jure had. He looked at me and smiled. The same smile he gave me many years ago that stole my soul and changed my life.
My eyes went back to the woman,, her breast were large and moved with enticement with every move she made. Her waist small and her ass was nicely rounded.
I stepped into the room and allowed the door to close behind me. The noise caught the woman’s attention and she turned to look at me. She wanted to panic but Jure held her in place, placing both his hands on her waist to keep her mounted on top of him. He thrust hard upward burying his unit deep into her sheath. She let out a moan of pleasure.
I continued to walk towards the bed. The smell of her arousal was calling to me,, I couldn’t resist. I crawled up on the bed from behind her and cupped both her breast in my hand. I straddled Jure and moved with her riding an invisible shaft. Her bottom pushed up against me as I massaged her breast.
I then took my hand and ran it down her back then in between her legs.. I felt Jure enter her with slow deep strokes.. I was so excited... I allowed my other hand to escape the young human’s breast and found my own moist entrance to sheer pleasure. I rubbed my clit gently back and forth causing liquid heat to pour down my inner thigh. My own excitement was enhancing Jure’s and he began to pick up his pace, guiding the woman harder and faster..
I slowly stuck 2 fingers inside me and moved with Jure,, imagining it was me riding him while my other hand explored the beautiful body that was in front of me.
The orgasm took me,,, it tighten every muscle in my body and shook me down to the core. I allowed my eyes to close and my head to fall back, just enjoying the wonderful ecstasy..
“Feed!” The command was strong inside my head as Jure was obviously ensuring I would be completely sated.
I lifted my head and allowed the beast inside me to take over.
I reached up and pulled the woman’s head back exposing the juggler and impaled my teeth deep in. Blood squirted in all directions. The woman tried to scream causing more blood to flow from her neck.. I fed,, just as I was told to.. Jure laughed...
It wasn’t until the beast inside of me had calmed before I had realized what I had done.. I killed another human.
Sometimes the human side of me takes over,, sometimes I’m full of regret,, sometimes I wish I was still normal,, most the time I just ignore it..
I looked down at Jure with the pale lifeless body laying beside him,, his body covered in blood,, her blood. Then I looked at the satisfaction on his face.
I took a deep breath and swallowed back any mixed emotion I was having and decided it was good to be me.. Dead, but alive.. Asleep, but awake... Mortal but yet immortal, for my human soul had not yet died and it still survives in the darkness of my life. And even though I am one of the oldest living female vampires, my heart had not grown cold...
~Aurora~
Day 2 - Dark Journals ...23:48 Feb 16 2008
Times Read: 628
The music was loud, it hurt my ears as soon as I pulled open the door. A thick grey haze of smoke reached out to blanket my body as I walked into the underground club..
I’ve been here several time before, it is a place where wanna be vampires hang out.. Dressed in black from head to toe, fake metal talons, filed down incisors,, yet they have no idea what it is like to truly live in the dark.
I found a stool at the bar and motioned for the bartender to bring me the usual, a virgin Bloody Mary of course.
I turned slowly in my seat to look at all the unsuspecting victims, which one would I chose tonight?
A blonde sitting alone caught my attention.. I willed her to look up and make eye contact with me,, she complied. I could tell right away she was feeling lonely, depressed, lost in an unreasonable state of mind.. Perfect for me..
I grabbed a hold of my drink and walked over to her table. Her sad blue sorrow filled eyes looked up at me almost pleading with me to take her pain away.. That was exactly my intentions.
I sat my drink down on the table and reached down and grabbed a hold of her hand. She followed my lead,, locked hand in hand we walked outside of the smoke filled room. I led her around the side of the building into the dark alleyway..
We reached a place far enough in the dark, away from the public eye. I turned and looked at her. She looked so delicious. I knew I had to taste her.
Her long blonde hair flowed past her shoulders and draped along her tight fitted button down shirt defining her tone figure and emphasizing her round firm breast. The tight fitted latex skirt revealed shapely legs that held tone all the way to her ankles...
“Hmmmm..” I moaned to myself...
I shoved her back against the wall. She let out a small sound of shock then hushed quickly after I started to caress the firm mounds underneath her shirt.. My mouth then covered hers to ensure that no other sound would escape as I had my way with her...
My right hand pinned her left arm above her head and my left hand explored her body.. As I continued to take her tongue into my mouth and suckle lightly.. A moan escaped her lips,, and I knew she wanted more,, more of what I alone could give her..
I ran my hand down her thigh then up under her skirt finding her hot wet entrance. I was glad she didn’t have panties on,, less to get in the way.
My hand gently massaged her clit,, making her body heat more and ache with desire..
My mind was fuzzy,, I was so high on lust and intoxicated with the sound of her blood pumping life into her body that I couldn’t really think straight.. Not that I wanted to..
I ran my mouth down her neck and allowed her arm to fall free.. She quickly grabbed a hold of my hair pushing me closer to her, enjoying my breath upon her skin..
I continued to move down... Licking every exposed piece of velvet skin that I came across.. I reached the area that was my goal then glanced back up at the woman for just a second before I pushed her mini shirt up.. I let my mouth explore,, taking in her liquid heat.. My tongue danced over her clit, then further till it reached the entrance of her hot core. She tasted as good as I knew she would..
I allowed her orgasm to take her,, one like she has never had before.. Her legs quivered and shook with the after shock of the intense emotion..
Then slowly I ran my mouth down her inner thigh, finding the main vain. The artery of life. I couldn’t resist, it was time for me to have my pleasure. I bit down and allowed her blood to enter my mouth. I moaned... Energy raced through my body like lightening.
I almost got carried away, I almost took to much, but I wanted to spare this one. I would use her again.
She was so lost in pleasure she wasn’t even aware of how close she was to death.. I pulled back and held my hand over the puncture wounds willing the blood to stop flowing..
I turned to leave,, implanting the suggestion to go home and straight to bed. When she would awake the next morning she would remember this to be only a dream,, a deep erotic filled fantasy.. Little does she know that she is my pawn now. I can make her come to me at will.. Little does she know,,, I will see her again soon in her dreams.. She also don’t know that she is the one that I had just spoke of and who has now just read this,, and now is wondering,, is she talking about me ......
See you again,, soon ..
The Dark Journals of Lady Aurora ...
23:44 Feb 16 2008
Times Read: 629
His eyes grew wide as realization hit him... You really should have seen his face.
I could clearly hear his heart pumping his life’s source through his vain’s.. And when it hit him that he was going to die his blood pumped faster.
I smiled... I could only envision through my minds eye what I must have looked like... My hair wild in my face from the kinky heavy petting we had just done,, my chest beaded with sweat and my eyes full of play and of course red as the blood I was about to take.. I felt my incisors grow as the hunger over took me.....
“You’re a .. a...”
“A what?” I whispered seductively..
“A.....”
That was all I would allow him to say. I pinned his shoulders down hard into the bed and bent down to take what was rightfully mine. His life, his soul,, his blood.. I tore into his flesh...
He fought me, that only enticed my appetite that much more. His strength was nothing compared to my own, and the more the sweet hot liquid poured into my body, the more powerful I had become.
Soon his body became limp, lifeless, his skin turned pale. His heart silenced and the blood poured no more.
I bent back and stared straight into his cold dead eyes then ran my tongue across the top of my lips to finish off the taste...
“Yes,,,” I said.. “I am a Vampire.. Lady Aurora to you... “
Tomorrow I shall have female blood ......
Welcome to my world ...
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