Hello everyone and welcome to Wednesday Briefs Flash Fiction. As always, I was given many options to inspire this weeks brief. I chose to go with the three photos below and no word prompts for this weeks Lady. These three photos inspired me and just fit with what happened last week.
I hope you enjoy & thank you for reading!
“Lady #12” by A.R. Von
I enter the bath Dezso has made for me and instantly feel calm and soothed. Lowering my entire form into the water, tingles-tickles of the bubbles are popping on my flesh, as if I’m getting a message from the tiniest hands in existence. I feel my body melt into the water and relax. I let out this sound Dezso once called a giggle and glance over at him.
He looks at me and smiles larger. He’s been smiling constantly since we entered his home. I enjoy his happiness. I know if I was in my unicorn form I would prance around in a circle. Balancing on my hind legs and swinging around my forelegs in a dance. But of course, if I were still unicorn I would not be here.
With Dezso…in his home.
My thoughts are interrupted by Dezso who’s next to the bath and kneeling beside me, handing me what I know is a glass. I’ve no idea of what’s within it though. It is red. As red as blood and smells sweet as a mixture of fruits and flowers.
“A drink for you Iria. It is called sweet wine. Only sip it though. It’s not like water. It’s more of a leisure beverage and I think it will help you to relax more.”
I take a tentative sip. Enjoying the explosion of flavors on my tongue and the warmth that flows from my throat down to my stomach. “Mmm…It is delicious and-makes me tingle.” I let out another of those giggle sounds.
Dezso chuckles as he removes the glass from my hand and places it to the side.
I watch him as he finishes undressing and when the last stitch of clothing falls to the floor I hold my hands out to him. Inviting him into the bath water with me.Wanting him close.As close as two can possibly become.
He does not hesitate to take one of my hands and steps in while tugging me forward. Easing himself behind me and setting my body between his thighs. I feel the firm flesh that’s him against my rump and my center tightens with the thought that his manhood is so very close to where I want it to be.
I do not say anything. Just lay there while he runs his fingers through my hair and rubs some more bubbles into my scalp. I’m unsure what I should do. Should I do to him what he is doing to me or should I just continue to stay like this and allow him to tend to me as he sees fit.
My silent question is answered when he asks me to tilt my head back and pours warm water on my head. Removing the bubbles and leaving my hair strands squeaking. I hear it as Deszo squeezes some of the water from my hair. He then grabs a container of sorts and applies a cream of sorts in his hands. Then, he rubs it through my hair and combs through it with his fingers. Once again, messaging my scalp.
I seemed to drift into a dream state. Falling asleep from being in such a deep relaxation. I'm not sure how long I am asleep. But I open my eyes to find myself in a dark place once again. This one is not like the place I was when the goddess laid the bonding mark upon me. This one is cold and evil.
I hear a scurrying around me as if many insect or vermin are surrounding me. I need light. I want to see where I am, this place frightens me and my Dezso is not here.
I remember the word from Dezso’s memories the one he spoke to bring light upon his palm and I quickly said it with hope it’ll work for me. “Aduro!”
A bright orange glow forms within the confines of my hands and lights up the extreme darkness. Once my eyes adjust, I see I am surrounded by hundreds of scorpions the size of full grown ravens poised to attack. All of them are as black as the darkness that existed before I brought forth the light—Evil and vicious they are. I gasp in shock at what I see and am unsure of what I should do.
There’s no way for me to run because they’re in a complete circle around me. There is not one opening anywhere. Screaming will do me no good, because I think it might agitate them and cause them to attack. So, I stand there and try my best to calm my breathing and end up letting out a pitiful whimper.
Suddenly, there’s shaking, rocking. I’m about to lose my footing and fall directly into a scorpions sting. I hear someone calling my name in the distance. It gets louder and louder. It’s now sounding like a plea.
“My Iria—please wake up!”
My eyes flutter open yet again, but this time I am upon a soft surface. I’m breathing as if I’d been running and I feel disoriented.
Dezso is above me, looking concerned and grabs me to hold me as if I’m a precious infant upon his naked lap. Frantically and gently checking me over for harm. Satisfied he has found none, he looks into my eyes. “Are you alright my lady?”
I audibly sigh and nod my head. Wriggling my arms out, so I may touch him. Sitting up a bit I straddle his lap. I place each of my hands upon his face and look into his soul filled eyes. “I am now, my desire.” I pull his face to mine and drink of him deeply with a kiss. Feeling him harden beneath me and rubbing myself upon him with wild abandon. It is as if I might explode if I don’t have him now.
Losing my breath in the kiss, I pull away and lift myself a bit. Grabbing his cock and rubbing against my tender skin where I want it to be. He moans loudly and his eyes roll to the back of his head. Since he’s not said or done anything to stop me, I place the head of his sex at my entrance and lower myself upon it…
Be sure to come back for Lady #13...
(This story continues to be dedicated to my one and only sister, my Pookie. Her love of unicorns from when we were tots is what inspired me to write it. Love you my sissy!)