Again Young started in dreams, on a night most special to them, the first day he had met her, he appeared to Asha in hers. The theme had changed though, instead of immense pain, he had come to bring great pleasure. Asha would only be treated with the utmost softness unless he was beating up that pussy and he would get her there eventually.It had been easy to reach her because it was a dream she’d frequented often. A secret wish she’d never told to a soul, but now the main character had access to. Whenever she was yearning for real release and safety she always dreamt of him, of all the times he’d been her safe place, even if just for an evening. And now he knew just how important he had been to her life and what consequences his humanely cowardice had brought her.Much like many of their midnight rendezvous’, Young catered to her mind, body, and spirit in the dream. Instead of one of their rooms, they were in a private villa on the beach, laden with roses, just off the oceanfront, a l
After a few successful evenings with Asha to balance out all the retribution he was doling out psychologically he got back to the work that was left. A few moons before Halloween he got to the good part, pushing the entirety of everyone to the very edge, the tip of the iceberg before it split open and revealed its true nature.Rell had been his priority from jump but he finally managed to bring his plan to fruition. For the stalker and bane of Asha’s existence for the time that they were together, gifting his love a mountain load of trauma and grief to work through in their separation. Rell became increasingly aware in each dream just how much Young had seen and heard. Since he had access to memories of both the times when Rell was mistreating her in person and the times when he was speaking ill on his princess’ name, his anger towards the man was ten thousand fold and he was determined to unleash ten thousand demons worth of pent up rage to let it loose upon the man. But he had to mo
It was no bother though, Blood had been taught how to deal with the likes of their kind. Though they were showing a strong front, he knew just how close to the edge they really were from experience. That hopeless feeling usually brought out the weakness or a last desperate show of strength in that person. He knew they were only mere moments away so he did the one thing that had ultimately got him to break in the trials of his tribulation.He made them do to themselves what they were doing to others and they got to hear everyone’s screams at once.It was not a pleasant experience and if they had any shame or guilt left to be played on then it would also feel like being forced to survive a tornado of emotion and make it out in tact. The pressure it applied to the psyche would irreversibly shatter most minds but for the kind of men that had to first survive those atrocities they inflicted, it made them both atone for their sins and get permission to commit them freely.At least, that’s h
Rell had become a shut-in since the last time Blood had visited and it tickled his demon brain to witness such an audacious man finally displaying just how meek he’d always been. His bloodlust was absolutely appeased to witness the man had fell asleep in a fetal position and had held it even when he crossed over into the unconscious dreamlands. It was comforting to see him cowering in a similar way in which he chastised Asha for. Anybody who’d truly known her, knew her affinity for sucking her thumb in comfort. It was a tick she’d picked up as a child, and unbeknownst to her family, a manifestation of her neurodivergent tendencies she’d find out about soon enough. Rell jumped on that information and made her pay for it, just like most people did sooner or later. However in Rell’s case, he relished in doing everything he could to push that trigger in order to make her feel even worse than she already did in that moment. Young had been the only man she’d been with to just write it off
Meanwhile Asha was waking up drenched in a sweat for an entirely different reason. Young had not stopped teasing Asha with her desires, only allowing her a few steps closer to what she wanted each time she had met him in her subconscious. The last time she woke up from the dream she had just touched the doorknob, leaning against the door to keep from falling forward from the near orgasm Young had produced from just his assault on her neck. That man did always know how to drive her wild with just that fucking mouth. It sickened her how easily he had her gushing and ready to give into his every whim.It was making Asha restless to keep having such real dreams about him, constantly waking almost dehydrated with only him on her mind to quench her thirst. She was trying to put her love for him behind her and this sudden reappearance of his face in her dreams was making her anxious, beyond anxious actually. It felt too real and she didn’t want to make herself insane by giving into her secret
The last conversation Rell had with Blood had indeed pushed him to do exactly what he was told, giving Young a week to bring the first phase of his plans to fruition.He’d taken the demon’s words seriously, needing no further convincing that following the instructions given were vital to him continuing to draw breath untouched, at least for now. He’d foregone his morning routine, omitting his shower to quickly got dressed in the easiest thing he could find, some basketball shorts and slides, before rushing out his door at the crack of dawn. The songs of the birds were the only thing to indicate to him that it was in fact morning with the sky still painted black-blue. That’s how he found himself in the closest police precinct begging the officers to help him.“Please! Arrest me!” Rell screamed as he practically fell into the doors constantly looking back to see if the demon would follow behind him from his apartment, convinced he’d seen his horns in his rearview mirror.“Sir, please, c
“So what will it be?”Those words combined with the fresh feeling of near death had finally instilled the fear he’d been working so tirelessly to curate in the management team. All of them had agreed with a snotty-nosed “I’ll confess!”Somehow that last snapshot of what was waiting for them in the afterlife was always the last straw for the toughest of human minds to comply to giving the reparations demanded of them. Having those who used their power no matter how it came, be subjected to the same type of mental and physical torture they inflicted on Earth always broke even the ones considered most evil on Earth. It was an extremely rare soul that stood arrogantly in their wrongs, refusing to cower in the atrocities that made them who they were. Thankfully none of these particular men were cut from that particular cloth.Blood was pleased that each member of the management team was primed for their falls, ready and willing to take that leap into the truth. He was clearing out the enti
On the day before All Hallows Eve, on Asha’s day off while she was napping, Young returned to the garden of his love’s dreams, and this time he would not be leaving her until he was absolutely sure that she was on the verge of the first of many orgasms he’d be giving to her. Instead of starting at the entrance of the villa, like he’d been doing for the last few months, he sat on the couch, manspreading. He hoped the sudden and very apparent change to what had been the custom start to this particular dream would clue her subconscious into understanding that he was really there and had been for quite some time. Even though he needed her body strung as tight as a guitar string just waiting to sing its tune, he also wanted to ease her into the truth. He knew she believed in the other side and was still searching for the best practices in order to be able to connect to her spirit, ancestors, and the creator, but it was one thing to believe something like this was possible, a whole nother to