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As sleep blanketed William into a deep delirium, his room became a shadow in time. The sounds of his window creaking in the wind lulled him to the point where a shadow standing over him didn't wake him. He could still see it happening though. He saw it all. A smooth, pale face smiled above him. It was a woman, but her eyes burned with an untamed fury. Before he knew it, he was levitating. Surely, this was just a dream. And with a wave of a hand over William's face, it was. There was finally darkness.

His body couldn't even respond to the amount of terror he was going through. Even in this darkness, he wanted to wake in his own room. But instead, he woke in a cold room, with damp stone at his back and a small window pooling light in a corner. A cold drip fell on his nose and he jumped awake. He scrambled to his feet, and there she was. That same smile that woke him. Was he still dreaming?

She was eye level. And those eyes were piercing. He shuddered with a familiar feeling. William thought as if he should know this woman, his eyes squinted to look through an invisible veil.

"How's business, William?" She grinned, two sets of fangs rested gently on her painted lips.

His eyes widened. "Miss - Ward?" He trembled. Surely it wasn't her, though he felt as if he couldn't see very well in the darkness. He could only clearly make out her yellow eyes. But in reality, she was a woman. She wore corsets so tight that they dug under her ribcage. She had long, silky hair, and plump limps. She wore flowing gowns and kept her fingernails long in a rebellious effort to heighten her seductive nature. She held those nails against her cheek now. It felt good to be young again. But the pleasure was always temporary. She sighed now, the smile still residual.

"Why yes. Who did you think I was?" She chuckled. "You must have met my grandmother." And the threat of her grin resurfaced.

"Y-your grandmother?" He choked, still not sure what that had to do with him being kidnapped. He rubbed his wrists, glad they weren't bound, but felt a strange sensation around them.

"Yes, William." Somehow Elizabeth was on William's side now, a hand against his flushed cheek. "Would you like to meet the rest of my family?" She buzzed, William could feel his body shaking. Before he could respond, three women revealed themselves from the darkness. Laughter cascaded in. He didn't see them move, but they were all rubbing on different parts of his body now. One crouched at his leg, looking up with amber eyes, the other two on either side of his arm. He squirmed, pulling away.

"What- What is going on?!" He ripped away, only to be pursued again.

"These are my girls, Lillian, Rose, and Blanche." As she said each name, the girl appeared in front of William and bowed. Lillian was a dark skinned woman with freckles and bright amber eyes. Rose was a small girl with bouncy red hair and grey eyes. Blanche was the tallest, blonde hair and as the name would suggest, blemish-free, milk white skin.

He licked his lips. "I am to be married soon. And I don't appreciate you sending your harlots after me, Miss Ward." He scowled, looking over the scantily clad trio. Each of them smiled, in their particular way.

"This is the first time I've heard a man verbally reject my darling predecessors." The girls looked back at Elizabeth, purring and hissing.

"I demand to be sent home!" William stomped his foot down, hair unfurling at his head.

"This is all a dream, William dearest." Elizabeth laughed and before he knew it, the girls were shadows too. He was laying down now. Rose was licking his face. Lillian kissed under his shirt. He couldn't struggle, a glaze over his eyes. Blanche played with his hair. All of them looked back at Elizabeth as she spoke.

"Your wife won't be happy about this." She smiled, now just a silhouette in William's vision. He was pinned down by unimaginable forces. This had to be a dream and he'd be waking soon. He squeezed his eyes shut, and Miss Ward was gone. The girls were left to him, and he wasn't sure what they meant to do to him.


Meanwhile, Elizabeth sipped at her glass of wine upstairs. Tomorrow, she would find out about William's wife.
Old Posted 11-12-2017, 07:30 PM Reply With Quote