Full Circle

Summary

Asher's life has come full circle since his embrace. (Very, Very Dark)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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Posted: October 21, 2002

Full Circle

Full Circle

It took so long to remember just what happened.

I was so young and vestal then,

you know it hurt me,

but I'm breathing so I guess I'm still alive

even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.

I've got my hands bound,

my head down, my eyes closed,

and my throat wide open.

Do unto others what has been done to you

"He's pretty isn't he?" A cold, female voice said to his left.

"Especially when he's bleeding." Said a male voice to his right and the boy bit his lip as he heard the whip crack through the air, hitting his flesh a moment later. He didn't cry out, unable to due to the dirty rag shoved down his throat, cutting off most of his air and his cries of pain.

"It's no fun if he doesn't scream, Marvolo."

"But I like watching him gag, trying to breathe."

Anadrelle rolled her eyes and stalked over towards the pair, reaching into the boy's mouth and pulling the cloth out, tossing it to the floor. "I want to hear him scream." She hissed and took the whip, drawing it back and hitting the boy with all of her strength. Blood washed over skin, splashing the female. The boy screamed, screamed until his voice was cut off by something being shoved down into his throat. He gagged against the intrusion of the male's cock shoved deep into his mouth and he whimpered, closing his eyes as his mouth was raped.

I'm treading water,

I need to sleep a while.

My lamb and martyr, you look so precious.

Won't you come a bit closer,

close enough so I can smell you.

I need you to feel this,

I can't stand to burn too long.

Released in this sodomy.

For one sweet moment I am whole.

Do unto you now what has been done to me.

Bella watched as her children played with the young whore they picked up off the street, a smile playing across her lips. Her eyes rested on the young boy and the smile grew more as she watched him suck and play with Marvolo expertly. Someday he would be a part of her fold and his expertise would be greatly enhanced by this moment, even if he didn't realize it. After all, Bella's own experience had to count for something. She hadn't endured years of her sire to be left as a mother figure over her children did she? She shook her head, pushing such memories from her mind, her attention turning back to the boy who was now curled upon his side. She smiled and turned from the window, heading back to the fireplace. No, she had done nothing to harm the boy by bringing him here.she was shaping him, as her sire shaped her.

 

You're breathing so I guess you're still alive

even if signs seem to tell me otherwise.

Won't you come just a bit closer,

close enough so I can smell you.

I need you to feel this.

I need this to make me whole.

There's release in this sodomy.

For I am your witness that

blood and flesh can be trusted.

And only this one holy medium brings me piece of mind.

Asher stared over the rim of his glass, watching as Ernie walked across the main living room to the circus, his eyes following the boy's every move.  Every wince he drunk in, ever stiffen in pain. A smile curved across his face as the boy shook his head to Jean-Claude's inquires, insisting he was fine. The boy would make a perfect addition to his family soon.so very soon.

Asher would of course, wait for a few nights before inviting Ernie back into his rooms, never fun if he wouldn't allow the boy to heal before they played again, before Asher taught him a bit more about the requirements of being one of his line.

But soon the day would come when there was a promise to be fulfilled, when Asher would have to turn the boy out on his own and let him survive. But of  course, that WAS a long way in coming and there were so many more things to show him before then. Asher grinned and tossed back his drink, licking the few final traces of blood from his lips as he stood. He smiled sweetly at Jean-Claude and Ernie before heading to his rooms, lying down and letting ideals filter through his mind for tomorrow night's lessons.

 

 


Got your hands bound, your head down,

your eyes closed.

You look so precious now.

I have found some kind of temporary sanity in this

shit blood and cum on my hands.

I've come round full circle.

My lamb and martyr, this will be over soon.

You look so precious.

 

 

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