i think satan is gonna like you..i say and kiss his
neck,slowly i rap my long tounge against it,until mike is
out and i can insert him the venom that lays inside me.

i untied him and left him on the floor,night came crawling
by and i start to feel weak,got on the wheel-when the last
star shone,up in the sky,i turned numb again,feeling how
i've been molded into it.

she came just in time,to help mike to get up and take care
of him,mike was easy but she was an hard shell.

well,you're not that weak,even some evil-she sais to me,then
continuse more-

beilive me,could not care less of what you do,but i rule
this town,got that?

asked while checking on mike,and i just stood there,mindding
what she just said,but on a nother note-think of that
satanik power i just gave mike,now..he will have the power
to destroy me.

oh,what a fool i am-

i fell for him the same way i fell for her,and that's when
my time came to lose,and i froze on that wheel for a long
time,before i had enough power to get out and get my life
back.

i now worked in a museume,in the back stage  area,where no
visitor ever saw me,or knew that i was the main man
there,until i finally ran the place.

i worked in that museume for years and never once just
looked around,until the feild trippers came and my former
classmates-the once that toke the tour chose me for the
guide.

and in the last room-
all stared in joy but left in a hurry when they noticed the
time,i stayed there,watching the photo before me.

in the little peice of paper next to it was written:behind
her a black silk curtain,she lays on the floor that has an
old fashioned carpet on ,her legs are slightly
open-reaviling a black triangle made of leather that is
attached to a much thinner leather belt around her
weist-only by two small metal rounds.

a leather top,also tied around her by a thin leather belt
and a single metal round,black leather gloves,black cape
that's attached by three metal rounds,while a leather mask
covers her face.

i touch the painting,so amazing,mind blowing and yet just a
nother of my fantasys,i think and smile alittle-at that
moment i start to feel her,for real..her skin and the
leather-i try to remove the mask.

do not dare! -a voice near me say..

what?

you heard me! and now her hands touch me,feeling good and
alone,i let her do all she wants-one hand feels my face
while the other moves around my cheast and my jeans.

please,let me see your face..

no!but i will let you kiss me-she sais and i feel her
thighs,with the torn stockings on,around me-i kiss her and
find it amazing.

allthough i've just kissed her through a leather mask i felt
her flashy lips,so deep and so raw until i could see no
more,and now..my lips bled a little.

she drank my blood through my lips,to tizz me and play with
me mind games.

now it's your turn to please me,she said and pulled from
behind her a switchblade knife.

what?..

cut a thin line,in the inside of my thighs ,and i did as she
wished-a thin line was made,in that milky skin she had,then
the blood was starting to show.

and with no second thoughts i drank..touching,feeling her
every vain.

at some point i felt high,then fell on all four-at her
feet-lost and confused while she's feeling me from the
inside out,oh,those hands-so milky and addictive towards my
mind.

while i was on all four,my head felt heavy and a rush of
thoughts came through my head.

she sat on top of me,licking me and at the same time
attaching a leather leish to my neck,i obay as she pulls my
head up-

leave me alone!

why?you seem to like it,don't you?

no!

you're a liar

no,that's the truth

really?

the truth was i liked it,so bad-i didn't mind been out of
control,i love it.

time fly by and my breathing is slowly been taken away,by
the hand of that saddistick lover,oh,how i crave for her
touch,how much i miss it.

and now i can't-i'm locked up in this room,feeling
lonely,but what can i do?

i was found the next day-flat on my back,sourounded by white
powder,so she calls me crazy,insane and out of my
mind,telling her the all truth,that was my biggest
mistake.

i tried to let go but she was so intoksicating-

who are you?

none of your buisness,sais and pulls up my head again,i was
sweaty and under her control-

she lets go of my head and i fall on the cold floor,feeling
her on my all body.

need some more power?

yes,please,i say and she leans towards me,cutting a thin
line on the inner of her left thigh,while i drank her
juices,feeling stringer.

i take control now,getting up while she's layed under me
now-breathless and weak.

who are you?

i'm not telling!

i'm tieing her hands bahind her back and ask her once more-

who ..are..you?

cil

what does it stand for? i ask all dazed,walking blindly
towards the wall-

cockain in leather

i don't be..,i say and feel weaker,my back is against the
wall,her hands touch mine,she drives them right into that
black triangle,all powder-now she removes her mask,perffect
real face-but all white powder.

i wanna leave her but i can not-

i can feel her tounge sworlling inside my mouth,before the
long sleep falls on me,and all i do is feel-how now she
moves her deadly tounge around me,white powder all over.