his well-built frame fills the doorway as he pauses to silently study the heavenly figure on the four-poster bed. her bare skin glows pale and smooth in the streaming moonlight.
the sound of shallow breathing emanates from her as she lies sleeping. slowly, he walks to her side, slipping his rough hand into his deep pocket to retrieve a black plastic gag. moving the white linen sheets gently down her naked body, he whispers her name. she stirs slightly but remains blissfully unconscious. stone silent and still, he takes in the breathtaking sight of her, from her midnight-black hair cascading across the pillows down to her delicate toes with the chipped, red nail polish.
in one swift motion, he captures his medieval princess and silences her with the hard, black plastic. her emerald-green fly open at this assault, and she tries to fight but finds herself trapped by this fierce intruder. a frantic kick is met by a cruel blow to the head, resulting in darkness.
as she regains consciousness, she finds herself bound securely to the bed, with the man standing over her, naked from the waist up. “hello, my lovely,” he growls, barely moving his lips. a silver blade glints in his hand as he crouches menacingly over her. she begins to cry. “your eyes are really beautiful,” he whispers as he puts the blade to her lower lid. he catches a falling tear, brings it to his lips, and casually licks it up. he then stands over her, dropping his pants to his ankles. seemingly overcome by some divine force, he drops back to his knees with his arms spread wide, a silent prayer on his lips. movement of his mouth ceases momentarily as he looks down at his bound lover.
without warning, he drives himself into her, forcing a muffled scream to issue from her throat. thrusting deep inside her, he raises his blade and slices straight across her breast - blood spilling out over flesh and linen. he laps it up hungrily, desire flaring up in his otherwise empty heart. the screaming continues as he surrenders himself to the chaos - madness so consuming that he can no longer hear the sounds of his torrid lovemaking at all. as he begins to climax, he drops the blade and holds onto the princess’ face with both hands, forcing her to look at him. his whole body tenses and his eyes squeeze shut. with one last thrust, he reaches his peak, screaming with abandon, “AMEN!” he then collapses forward onto her, breathing heavily.
after regaining his strength, he sits up again and studies his lover, only to discover that she has been reduced to a sobbing mess. he removes the gag and caresses her cheek, bidding her to pray with him for forgiveness.
“forgive me father, for i have sinned. i have lusted in my heart, in my mind, and in this very bed…”
he reaches one hand behind her head…
“…now please take this bound princess…”
…the other hand over her mouth.
“…as a sacrifice of beauty. a show of my repentance.”
a quick twitch leaves the girl motionless, neck broken.
the man redresses, gathers his things, and leaves as quietly as he had come. he begins walking down the sidewalk away from the house just in time to hear a jeep pulling into the girl’s driveway. “poor, sweet prince,” he hisses as he continues walking into the night…