You awake on a stone altar, strapped down at your neck, wrists, ankles and waist. You can see the full moon above you, almost at the middle of the sky. The stars twinkle and you are deffinitly [[naked]].
Your smooth skin scrapes against the stone altar, you can see the room around you if you [[strain]] against the straps.
You turn your head around the roof.
To your [[left]]
To your [[right]]
(if: $looks is 2)[You hear [[footsteps]] approaching from the door.]
A fence, polished balistrades overlooking a townsquare at night a few people walk around, but dont look up to the roof.
[[You feel shy about your nakedness.->strain]](set: $looks to it + 1)
A wall, sandstone bricks, some barred windows and a wooden door, flickering light peeks out from underneath.
[[Your neck aches.->strain]] (set: $looks to it + 1)
Sandels click against marble a creeping aura wafts from under the door, you feel thousands of biting mouths at the ends of you as if whoever is walking towards you has already begun consuming your spirit.
[[Try to escape.]]
[[Feign sleep.]]
You pull and thrash against the restraints, as the door is thrown open. From the torchlit room a woman wreathed in a smokey black robe and two masked femmes follow behind her, carrying bags. She bares her teeth at you as you look at her and your aura crumples into a hunted animal, caught in the jaws of its predator.
[[Shit.]]
You close your eyes and relax as much as you can as the door is thrown open. The weight of the restraints feels heavier as the deep red sea of teeth flows over you. A voice growls, the mouths biting at your aura pull your soul apart.
**"Is this the one you picked out? Shes so pathetic, pretending to sleep like that will save her."**
[[Shit.]]
your heartbeat quickens, pumping against your ribs. You shake like a leaf.
**"So pathetic. Acolyte [[Jane]], ready the candles, acolyte [[Vera]], draw the runes on this bitch."**
[["Yes preistess."]]
Her blonde bangs hover slightly over her mask, a ceramic dogs face.
[[She isnt that scary.->Shit.]]
Her hair is cut short and black, and her mask covers only her eyes, but sports ceramic horns. Her lipstick is smudged.
[[Shes kinda cute.->Shit.]]
The one with the dog mask takes out a quill and bottle and some candles from her bag. She starts to place the large candles in a circle around the altar, the **preistess** waits silently, and you meet her [[eyes]].
The one with the horned mask walks to you and dips the quill in the red ink.
[[Squirm.]]
As your eyes meet hers she snarls, and your bones turn to ice and melt. She spits words at you like flecks of venom from a cobra. **"Lambs like you are not my equal, dont dare to look at me like that again."**
[[Your finger and toenails pop one by one, you beg for forgiveness but nothing comes out of your mouth.->"Yes preistess."]]
As the horned woman draws near, you shift away from the dripping red point of the feather and the **priestess** frowns. **"Stay still little lamb, or I will hurt you."**
[[Stay still.]]
[[dont let her draw on you.]]
As every vulnerable inch on your body shakes you feel like a corpse, stiller then water deep beneath the ground.
She starts to write.
(link-reveal: "The bright red ink drips on your belly, the point of the quill is sharp and ticklish on your chest.")[(link-reveal: "
She writes complex sigils on your chest, jagged lines mock the weak curvatures of your breasts.")[(link-reveal: "
She draws a strong line down between your ribs, and begins to form a spiral around your belly button.")[ Resist the urge to [[move.]]]]]
You squirm again, and suddenly the preistess is on top of you, crouched like a crone over your trembling fragile body. Her beautiful form becomes crooked and ugly, she rips into your collarbone with her nails. (click-replace: "nails")[claws]
[[Shooting pain.]]
You scream in pain but your mouth is full of her hand, she pulls out your (link-reveal: "tongue.")[ Your breathing has sped up quicker than you've ever felt it before, your body is drenched with sweat, you try to scream again and there is (link-reveal: "no resistance.")[ She stands over you and laughs. **“Your mind is so easy to rip into little lamb, I could have had such fun with you."** she giggles, and it shakes you so hard you bleed out through your ears. **In another life maybe, i'll get to [[play with you.]]**]]
As the featherpoint draws closer to your belly button you feel your whole body cry out in protest, snakes wiggle around in your veins and you (link-reveal: "jolt away.")[**[[
"Big fucking mistake bitch."]]**]
Suddenly the **preistess** is on top of you, crouched like the old hag of sleep paralysis over your trembling fragile body. Her beautiful form becomes crooked and ugly, she rips into your collarbone with her nails.(click-replace: "nails")[claws]
[[Shooting pain.]]
(link-replace: "Resist.")[You try weakly to get out of your chains. she spits: **”Stupid bitch, there's no escape from this.”**
(link-replace: "Cry.")[You start to sob. she scowls: **”pathetic thing, crying is ugly and won't do anything.”**
(link-replace: "Break.")[Your resolve shatters and she laughs: **"Exactly. What else would you do anyway, little [[lamb]]?"**]]]
The horned acolyte finishes the spiral on your belly, it tickles so much. She sneers at you as she draws runes on your thighs and cackles "Our preistess is so much stronger then you could ever imagine, you are nothing to her powers, (link-reveal: "little lamb.")[
(link-reveal: "**Stop.**")[
"**You are no better then her, if it was my will it would be you tied to the stone, and it would be your pretty guts spilled for our purpose.**"
The preistess drops her feather onto the ground and clutches herself. "Yes preistess, I beg your forgiveness preistess, I am so sorry to have failed y(link-reveal: "----")[
**"Dont. I hate fake groveling.**
(link-reveal: "**You.**")[(link-reveal: "** Stupid. **")[**[[Cunt.]]**]]]]]
The dogmasked acolyte bites her lip as the preistesses biting aura is focused on the Horned girl, looking on helplessly as The Preistess invades her mind.
The preistess finishes and the acolyte falls to the ground.
She turns away.
**"We talked about this, Vera."** She sighs. **"Are the candles ready** (link-reveal: "**Jane?**")[**"I'm getting tired of you two."**
"Yes preistess, its [[all ready]]."]
The circle of candles encircles the altar. Your naked body is covered in red ink runes.
**"Vera, Jane, [[leave us]]."**
They scuttle out out the door, you catch Jane asking Vera if shes ok.
**"So fragile."**
She [[paces]] around the circle.
She [[paces->paces1]] around the circle.
**"You know, im very proud of you. The last time I tried the tongue ripping thing on someone she pissed herself."**
She [[paces->paces2]] around the circle.
**"Ugh."**
She [[paces->paces3]] around the circle.
**"I'm pretty dissapointed im going to have to carve you open tonight. I could have made a wonderful little slut out of you."**
She [[paces->paces4]] around the circle.
**"Well, whatever."**
She [[paces->paces5]] around the circle.
**"It's still so very erotic to see you like this, soooooo vulnerable."**
She stops and stands over you, you know well enough by now not to meet her eye.
**"Maybe I will have some [[fun]] with you."**
She sits on the side of the (link-reveal: "altar.")[
She runs her finger down your (link-reveal: "chest.")[
She swings her leg up onto you, and holds your mouth closed with her sandeled (link-reveal: "foot.")[
She shoves her fingers between your (link-reveal: "thighs.")[
She scratches up your leg, and then grabs your (link-replace: "cock")[[[clit]]]]]]]
She traces her fingers around it, you dont remember when you got this hard.
(link-replace: "She starts to gently rub on it, and smiles down at you")[**She** rips it off in her hand, throws the bleeding thing onto the ground, and grins toothily at you. You scream in pain as she shoves her hand into you and scoops out your organs, all the glands and pipes just come right out and it hurts so (link-replace: "bad")[[[good.]]]]
And its over. Shes standing over you laughing. Your fearcum pools in your pelvic grooves.
**"Did you like that one? It sure looks like you did[[...]]"**
**"Well. Its almost the witching hour."**
A [[knife]] appears in her hand.
**"I had a lot of fun with that, maybe I'll contact your spirit so I can dominate you in the** (link-reveal: "**afterlife.**")[**" "Wouldnt that be fun. You arent aloud to reincarnate until you** (link-reveal: "**serve me well.**")["
**"This will be exiting too. I hope you enjoy watching yourself [[die.]]"**]]
The handle is a wolf jaw wrapped in hide, the blade is onyx engraved with images of a hunting pack of dogs, the tip depicts a hound biting into a deer.
It glistens, you hear its stomach grumble in [[hunger.->...]]
She raises the knife up (link: "high")[high. Its sillouette against the moon fills you with (link: "dread")[dread.
She glides it into the painted line going down between your breasts, all the way to your stomach.
(link: "The pain is real.")[
Her illusions hurt like a headache, this hurts different.
She smiles **"Yeah. This is real."**
You [[scream->OOOOUUU]], as she parts the skin covering your [[guts]]]]]
**"Look at all these pretty things. I love this spell, the one thats keeping you alive. I had this girlfreind who taught me it, and we used it to cut off her head this one time so she could watch..."**
**"Ugh, distracted."**
She pulls out a notebook from her bag, and starts to jot down some things.
**"Hmmm, The position of your spleen means that you where going to fall in [[love]] soon..."**
**"Oh shut up, we cast a silence spell."**
[[She draws back the knife, and buries it in your thigh->guts]]
She pulls out your stomach, and you shit yourself.
**"Ugh, come on little lamb I thought we where better then that. She waves her hand and the vomit dissapears from your mouth, and all the mess you made** (link-reveal: "**vanishes.**")[
**"At least we got something good out of that whole nonsense, You see these lines around your lil tummy?**
She waves the dripping organ around in front of your face, you can barely see it through the pain.
**"Haruspexy is so much more potent when the entrails are** (link-reveal: "**human**")["
She rips out your appendix, and with it comes most of your large instestine.
**"The liver is the key to some [[spirits]], others prefer the kidneys."** ]]
She picks out your kidneys, and writes down something, all the while you are passing out, but every time you are pulled back to forced conciousness by her magic.
[[Almost empty now...]]
She rapidly rips out your organs one at a time. Her pencil is writting on its own now, filling her floating notebook with diagrams and descriptions of your viscera.
[[You forget your even in pain because it has become the norm for you.]]
She finishes at your heart, and pulls it out, her grasp is almost gentle. You cant feel it beating anymore, as it pulses in her hand. Blood pours down her arm and pools at her feet. She bites into it and it lines her lip in your lifeblood.
(link-reveal: "She consumes it.")[
[[She consumes you.]]]
She kisses you on the lips, your lifeblood drips into your mouth and she spits a chunk of your heart into you.
She turns away, and puts her [[Bag]] next to you.
She takes out a pouch from it, and starts to empty it into you. A curtain of sage flows endlessly from it, and she grabs (link: "another one.")[
This one pours out a mix of other herbs, you smell (link: "frankensense and lavender.")[
She chants, **"Aquis, veris, overflow."** and you fill with boiling water. If you werent dead youd feel a lot of pain, but it looks very pretty, all the herbs and blood pooling in your gaping [[chest.]]]]
You are her cauldron now.
She pours little vials of oils into you, and stirs the liquids inside you with a yew branch. She drops in several black crystals, you feel them hit the back of you.
The mixture smokes purple-red, you can pick out visions in the [[smog.]]
**"Its funny actually, if we stopped now this would be a powerful psychadelic."**
She pulls out a bottle and captures some of the flashing liquid in it.
**"We are almost done, then little lamb, you will get to die."**
She pulls out a peice of coral from her bag, its covered in beads. She whirls the liquid until it whirlpools and drops it [[in.]]
The smoke dissipates, and the mixture turns milky white.
**"Ah, you are such a good implement. The girls will drink from you, and their minds will open to our goddess, then we will use every bit of your consecrated corpse for our magics."**
[[She sits next to your head]]
**"[[Ill miss you.]]"**
She rips out your eyes, the last thing you see is her beautiful, blood dripping face sillouetted against the moon. Her eyes are beautiful purple, her nose is just a little bigger then is fashionable. Her jawline is like yours, her skin looks so soft[[...->end.]]
Your vision is gone, and you are aware of her as she drops polished crystals into your eyesockets. She pulls open your slack mouth, and puts what feels like a candle into you. You mumble through the wax and she replies **"Youre welcome, little lamb."**
[[END]]
By GWEN-EVER, inspired by my freind and lover, Kin.
**"So fucking boring, this is more fun then some shitty love."**
she twirls your intestine around with her fingers. You throw up in your (link: "mouth")[
**"Aahh well, it wouldnt have lasted, not according to** (link: "**this.**")[
She throws the intestine on the ground behind her, and starts to toss out fat and muscle. With each rip you shiver in pain, you are crying but nothing is coming out.
**"Lets get all this out of the way so I can get to the good [[stuff]]"**]]
You feel life slip away from you, you are dead, or maybe you where a while ago and its only kicking in now. You look down at your open belly, past your ribs, dripping with your liquid insides, you are empty. everything is gone, she steps over your lungs, squishes your gallbladder with her bloddied foot, and strokes your hair with her drenched hand.
**"You are so [[pretty.]]"**