[miss entycing]

devour.

Awakened deep in the night
from decadent slumber,
she senses something in her midst
calling to her
reaching thru the mists of her mind
she stirs
sweet little girl
dressed in red
alone in her decadence
held within the darkness
still, quiet in this forest.
stretching out
soft moss covered forest floor
beneath her
she rises
moon high, shining for her
red slik cape envelopes
her soft body.
she listens..
haunted by the sound
soft howl
from somewhere beyond
she senses
a presence there
within the trees
scratches, movements from behind..
from all around her
she trembles
its frighteningly erotic
senses heightened
it's watching her.
decadent prowl from the beast
within
she feels it there
wanting... waiting to strike
to devour
the little sweet girls innocence.
basket in hand.. she waits
red silk billows
as she turns,
looking all around her
sensing it
not knowing what it is
but craving it
to show itself to her
under the moon.
behind her
it growls
her body fozen
she barely clings to her senses
her mind fills with wonder
and the growling deepens
behind her, its breath on her neck
impending strike
she feels it coming
she hears it
before it happens.
unsteady, waiting...
fearing, craving
her breath catches
unable to release it
green eyes wide
with glorious wonder
this beast circles
and makes its presence known
now.
first strike
decadent howl
shes trapped within her own mind
glorious wonder of what's coming..
what she is seeing in front of her
now.
delicious terror
its eyes shining in the dark of the moon
her first glimpse...
shes taken off her feet
held within its magnificent growls
as shes slammed against the trees
first one, then another
it toys with her
predator stalking sweet prey
shes wrapped around the beast
red silk cape falling at her feet
basket thrown.. scattterd upon the forest floor
long silkened legs wrapped
at its waist
it pulls her.. to it
lifting her.
glorious presence at her neck
tips like daggers from claws
pressing into her
drawing her breath
making it it's own, leaving her close to none.
she feels the warm trickle
of her life's blood
burning a trail
seeping down her neck..
and the beast takes control.
first thrust lifting her
maddening.
silk shredded under the sharpened tips
of it's claws
deeper it drives
green eyes hooded
barely breathing,
she dances against it.
wonderful amazement of this before her
inside her.
arms pinned above
reaching for the moon
finding only branches of her forest
from the tree she is bound to
by her beast.
magnificent wonder of this night
sweet surrender of this girl
its growls fill her ears
telling of desires
forbidden so long
under watchful eyes of the past
it's waited for her
so long
its watched this sweet girl
alone in the forest
sensing her desires
her wants and her needs.
to sate her,
will sate itself.
its claws drive deep into her neck
she screams
it claims her as it's own
and it devours her soul.. raging.
coming undone
showing itself
before her
finally
it eases its grip
to catch the sweet girl.
for a moment
shes allowed breath..
but only just enough to please itself.
and her beast reaches in
to trace the wounds,
at her neck..
her naked back shredded from the tree
it traces her marks.. and howls.
she is its only prey
she now carries the mark of the beast
in her forest.
she feels herself floating
her mind free
unchained, naked and beholden
to this glorious presence
it takes her again
without warning
it strikes.. driving into her
released from the tree
driven deep into the forest floor
its weight upon her back
pushing. deeper.
its eyes glowing with lust
it growls.. shaking the forest
with its power
demanding her submission
commanding her release
that it now owns.
she screams into the night...
her beast grows silent
heavy breath behind her
she feels it stroking her golden hair
touching the soft lines of her delicously battered body
the magnificent beast revels in her beauty
and wraps her in red again
before the beast, she falls.. crashing down
to it, before it, because of its power.
eyes open, revealing truths
in the darkness, deep in the night.
hooded green eyes full of wonder
it growls softly before her...
and she sleeps.
sated before her beast
beholden from this night...
sweet little girl in red
is claimed.

(c) missentycing.