The Shadow Songstress

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Elise hummed an Enya song as she strolled down the street. It protected her from the stares that tried to penetrate her shield of uniqueness. For Elise was different. She wore eyeblack around her eyes and had long dark hair with dark purple streaks within. Spikes went around her wrist and she even wore red contacts to repel those who would dare judge her. a leather body suit covered her from the light.

The light was cruel it hurt Elise not the physical kind but the unseen kind it was a fraud. It would shine bright with happiness then go away leaving you cold and empty. This Elise knew and never again.

She was hunting this night and her urges must and would be satisfied. She walked into a club where party patrons paid her no mind. She picked out this chocolate haired girl from the population and decided to "perform" for her but the stage must be right, the mood and song perfect.

The girl had stone-washed jeans pretty white sneakers and a white belt, as compliment. Her shirt was of the 90's rock group vixen. Elise knew of this group and approached the girl who's brown bangs nearly covered her soft hazel eyes.

She said to the girl, "I see you like vixen." Then Elise began to whisper in the young woman's ear, singing the groups song "Crying" the girl was shocked by this but couldn't pull away for whatever reason, as this strange goth girl began combing her hair and rubbing the back of her neck.

The woman's forwardness was kind of a turn on. The girl didn't know she could feel this way but it was happening.

Suddenly the girl felt a pain in her neck and wondered if she'd been pinched. She then felt light and dreamy. Her eyelids drooped heavy, as the woman's face twirled in her vision. She felt sleepy yet trippy as well. Then there was nothing...

A while later...

Elise's audience began to moan, strapped to Elise's fun chair. She began to play with the girl in pleasurable places making the girl moan while her eyes did drowsy half rolls. Soon her audience was awake enough for a question.

"What's your name hun?" Elise asked.

"Christy" She says, a little sleepily. What are you... Uuummm..." Christy bites her lip hard, as pleasure shoots through her. She goes to touch Elise but is rebuffed.

"Not yet... I'm not ready." Elise replies. She then produces a canister and sprays Christy in the face. Her mind quickly muddles into a lump of grogginess, sending her hazel eyes rolling and swimming around in her head once more.

Elise somehow got Christy to stand, head, shoulders and body swaying drowsily. As the girl stood and moaned Elise went to her cd player and placed a karaoke version of Metallica's "Until It Sleeps." She then slowly, removed Christy's top from her deflated and sedated form as it rocked in lazy directions. All this, while supplying the songs words, as she worked.

Afterward, Elise used her trusty "vibe stick" on the groggy girl until she became more alert. Then she asked, "Do you? like this?"

Christy in the midst of ecstasy responds, "Yyyesss..." as Elise runs her finger down the bridge of Christy's nose still humming the melody of the repeating song.

"Good. Stay right there." Elise says. She erotically backs away and begins to strip dance in front of Christy. First turning off her stereo, Elise then turns and grabs an acoustic guitar and begins to play perfectly, the haunting notes of The House Of The Rising Sun. while also singing the lyrics as if she'd wrote them.

Then she seductively makes her way back to her "guest", who looks on in wonder, as Elise grinds her nude form against a mesmerized Christy. This is all done perfectly to the tune of her picking, until the gothic girl's mind begins to wander...

Her mind flashes to her mother, a happy and loving spirit full of the "light" being used and eventually extinguished by a pig of a male. That was the first time the "light" had left Elise cruelly.

The next flash was of her, being forced to perform "chores" for this same man in order to survive and be fed. She endured these torturous and unspeakable acts by listening to her music via headphones and memorizing every note and word of every song that played.

As weeks and months pass, the pain and hurt, slowly became Elise's friend and the "light" again began to dim. Only this time it was the "light" inside Elise.

The day of her freedom finally came, when Elise boldly turned the tables on this blight to humanity. She relished in this pig of a man taking in some long and overdue pain, though unlike her, it did not comfort him. Her final goodbye to him was parting him from his man trophy as he begged.

That was the final time the "light" had slipped away...

Elise snapped back finding herself pleasuring herself with one hand and Christy with the other. She decided it was time... She led an eager Christy to the doors of a large walk in closet. They were closed. Then she whispered to the girl, "Now I'm ready..."

The women kissed and groped each other passionately until Christy felt another sting... Only this time her mind remained clear but her muscles slowed, until they would not respond at all. Horrified, Christy became a prisoner in her on body. The doors to the closet were opened to reveal girls chained, there bodies fixed, like statues.

Their eyes dart, tears streaming down, as Elise adds Christy to their sick club. A club known as Elise's audience.

Elise soon leaves her abode and is prowling again, when she views the most beautiful dominate woman she's ever seen. She had beautiful, flowing, lava colored hair and a colorful costume. There was such grace in her movement, as she hauled a swine off somewhere.

It was at that moment, Elise knew, she had to perform for this fire haired beauty...

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[larrydude]

Great work!!!!!!!

[swrazor]

thanks for the kind words and the critique pb.