Emily's Night

After one of the faculty had come to turn out the lights of the library, Emily continued to read for the hour before 'light's out.' She had to leave the tome in its hidden alcove , instead of reading it, she tried to get ahead in her studies in literature.

Despite the book, her mind kept returning to the strange tomes and their description of dark creatures. She didn't understood all the things she had read, but it did seem like there was one theme in common with all these beasts - Lust.

A part of that disturbed her. It validated what the Sister's usually preached, that such desires were vulgar, bestial, yet, that didn't seem right to her. It seemed to her like all the passions were human, indeed most were what seemed to define us. It was over-indulgence in those passions that made one bestial. But, as they described, there was a whole menagerie looking to take advantage of one thing and one thing only. The thought of their existence elevated those carnal passions over the others. Emily wondered if there was a way to harness that power, use it against these forces, use it for herself.

A moan sounded from down the hall. Another of the students getting carried away in passions of their own. She stayed silent waiting for another moan, and when it sounded, decided it must be Abby.

She wondered how Abby might respond to one of these creatures. If she'd run or find herself in service to its whims. She pictured Abby now - playing with herself in her room. No doubt enthralled with the thoughts of that boy she met. A loud, orgasmic scream echoed through the hall. She wondered just how filled with desire Abby was. Was she so wanton that she might respond favorably to some sort of dark creature? Or, maybe she'd respond favorably to any attention. Perhaps Emily could use that to her advantage.

Emily fell asleep dreaming of power.