Take his hand

As much as she feared what might happen if she accepted, the yearning to allow this man to take her was too great. She wanted to feel everything he had described to her and it was impossible to resist. With her heart racing and pure exhilaration flowing through her body she anxiously held out her hand to meet his. There was a sudden movement as the stranger swept his dark cloak around in one swift motion. Leanne felt a pain at her neck and then everything faded to blackness.

When she awoke Leanne found herself in a large room, laying on a hard surface. She groaned as she tried to rise and held her sore neck tenderly, wincing as her hand touched the soft flesh. However upon inspecting her fingers there was no sign of blood. Leanne looked again at her surroundings.

The walls and floors were made of large stone blocks and the ceiling was incredibly high. At each end of the long room were large windows. She could make out the lights from a few streets away and the moon was shining brightly at one end. The room itself was lit by several candelabras fixed to the walls and a large chandelier hanging from the centre of the ceiling.

Leanne slid from her position to the floor. Her feet were bare and the stone felt cold beneath them. She thought she was alone in the large room until she saw the bright white teeth of the mysterious grinning stranger lurking in a far, darkened corner. The young woman gasped and began to back away hurriedly, but before she realised it the man was behind her. Holding her in his arms once more.

“Awake at last I see,” he whispered in her ear.

“How… How did you…?” she stammered. Her eyes darting from his last seen position at the far end to the face over her shoulder. He smiled and gave a disturbing laugh. The stranger **** Leanne to face him and stared into her eyes with his intense gaze. His focus shifted to her pure white dress, drifting down to her breasts and the tightness of her body as the material clung to her seductive frame.

“You are now mine,” he declared. His voice quiet yet booming through her entire body. “I have desired you since I first saw you. Each time you walked past my window. That’s why I had my servant prepare you for me.” Leanne wondered if he meant Dr Seward. The stranger stared into her eyes deeply. He could see the fear building inside them. “You don’t want to be by my side for all eternity?” he asked. “To be mine, to be doted on and have your every desire fulfilled?” Leanne wanted to scream, to run as far away as possible but could do neither. “If you wish to leave you may.”

She suddenly found herself released and standing of her own will before the tall, dark stranger. She peered around her and noticed a doorway she hadn’t seen before in the centre of the nearest wall. She leaned towards it but her feet remained where they were.

“You don’t want to leave?” he asked. Despite her feelings Leanne felt her head shaking, causing the mysterious man to grin widely once more. “Then show me how grateful you are.”

The young woman paused before her hands rose to her shoulders. Slowly she eased the straps of her dress lower until the garment fell to her feet and revealed her naked young body in all its full glory. The stranger admired her for a moment as Leanne stood frozen in place, unable to move. Without a word he scooped her into his arms and carried her across the room towards a large bed covered in white lace sheets. There he pleasured her for many hours, driving her wild with pleasure she had never even imagined, as she in turn satisfied him.

Time seemed to stand still and yet it was infinite. She had no idea how long they made love or how many times. It was just one long blur of pure passion and ecstasy. She would never know anything else now. That was to be the rest of her life for all eternity.

The End