The Pleasure Was All Mine

by Alex Evers

Welcome, I see you found your way into my humble dwelling, and like many people who cross the threshold, I see you have many questions.

By entering this space, this sacred space, this humble shack, this dwelling of mine. You have consented of course to a decision, a choice, and this nature of choice in this world of ours is there’s really no decision at all. You already know what you’re going to do.

You see there are opposing forces, you see without femininity you couldn’t have masculinity, without kindness you couldn’t have cruelty and without darkness you certainly couldn’t have light.

Once you’ve taken a little sip of this splendid brew, the world will never look quite the same again, and as I explained to you, you don’t really have a choice.

You seem a little reluctant - a little fearful - now your expression has changed. You seem almost in fear, that naughty word fear: the mind killer, fear the antistatic of bravery, cowardice dactylic stick. You look like you could use some encouragement; of course sometimes people make very silly decisions.

Don’t be flustered. It’s ok. It’s just a drizzle, just a moment, just across your buds. Don’t fall asleep; I do so enjoy your company.

That was how I met him, but for the time being we shall call him Sir. He was tall, domineering, and with his height he dawned over you as he spoke with protruding sockets and sharpened nose.

S stands for the sinisterness that lingered behind his charcoal black eyes; I is the innocence that he ripped from my soul; and R is for the regurgitation of life which has resulted in me.

You must think me mad, completely off my trolley. You think that I’m crazy and I’ve made this whole thing up. You see, I am not like you: no matter how I long for a breath of air or for the succulent taste of nourishment, I cannot have it. Nor wine: how it taunts me so with its aroma which draws my nose to perch upon its crescent lip.

You’re probably wondering who I am, aren’t you? Or more to the point what I am, that’s the thing that seems to fixate people: acquaintances, supper. You see for I am not human nor a monster.

Think of me as… an investor in life, I take one life in order to preserve my own. Think of me as a twenty first centaury Dorian Grey, except that my immortality isn’t due to my age being flung upon a canvas, I have never really been alive at all. I spent a majority of my life - well so called life - parked at a florescent screen, watching the world rather than experiencing it.

My only companions where other wasters, plastered to a screen, drawn like moths. Sorry. How rude of me to dwindle on. I am sure you have something to say.

You think you’re scaring me by cornering me? That’s how you get your kicks, isn’t it? Scaring innocent women? As soon as you walked in through those doors, I knew you were trouble. Just pay me and get the hell out!

Innocent! You think you are innocent? Innocence is for the proud; look at yourself, scarcely covered in what I could only describe as a wash cloth at most. I did not come here for pleasures of the flesh, but purely for the flesh itself.

Don’t struggle. Ah ah don’t scream. Look at you! You’re trembling. Do I scare you now? Do I make your stomach churn? Your hair stand to attention? I can see it in your eyes as your pupils dilate; your heart rate is increasing. Now your palms are becoming moist and your muscles are contracting.

I can feel every drop of your scarlet nectar circulating through your body via the carotid artery. Umm - how the pulsation prickles my fingertips with every beat. I don’t do this merely to taunt you but it allows for a better rush of blood to flow to the incisions. This won’t be painful. The adrenaline within your system will subdue your pain.

See - that wasn’t that bad, was it? Don’t worry; it will all be over soon. You know, from this angle you almost seem seductive. Well, it was lovely to make your acquaintance. The pleasure was all mine.

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Jan 05, 2016
by: The Mortal

Dude, what the fuck.

Sep 04, 2015
you inspire me NEW
by: Anonymous

Such a beautiful story. It brings inspiration to me..

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