I wrestled between BDSM or erotic horror for this story, but in the end decided the relationship between the two main character's was more BDSM-y.
Tess O'Meter -- Amber.
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I followed the path through the darkness of the woods. The trees creating shifting shadows as the moonlight broke through, but the path was dark. I kept the torch pointed down, so I didn't trip.
The beam shook slightly in my grasp. It was spooky as fuck. I was nervous.
Okay. No. I was scared shitless. 'Are you mad? Have you gone completely insane?' kept running through my head.
My sneakers were almost silent on the leafy pathway. It was eerily quiet. I could hear the slight rubbing of my jeans as I walked.
Everything around me was monochrome and somehow threatening. Nothing but grey in the night light. The fall colors muted in the dark.
Shivers kept running through me and I clenched my teeth to stop them chattering. It wasn't cold. It was balmy tonight. Very warm for Halloween, even in the national forest, which was known for warm temperatures.
I would soon be losing my shoes, light shirt and jeans, but even then I wouldn't be cold. The relentless quaking was my body telling me to turn and run for my life.
I stopped for a moment, looking up at the moon shining above, for guidance and strength.
I believed in what I was doing. Sometimes people say that they would do anything for the person they love, but they don't really mean it.
I do.
I loved Levanna with everything that I was, and everything that I was would make her dreams come true. Prove my love for all time and give her power beyond what could be imagined.
I readjusted myself, a little uncomfortable in my jeans and then continued forward. With every step the fear and arousal increased, until my heart was thumping in my chest.
I had transferred to university in San Diego a little over two years ago. There was nothing and no one in New York for me and I needed a change.
My last relationship had blown up when I had asked my girlfriend if we could try some mildly kinky stuff. The next day the fact I was a pervert was all over campus and I fled the small-minded judgement.
I didn't know what I was looking for, but I needed something.
Something.
There had to be a reason I had been put on this earth.
I found it in Levanna.
We had met a few weeks after my move and connected straight away. She became my best friend and lover and support.
She had a small, but close-knit group of friends and I knew there was something there, but I didn't push her. I knew we loved each other, and she would tell me in time.
We circled each other. Learning to trust but holding our secrets close.
Things started to change one day when Levanna played a joke on me.
I had been for my morning run. I work hard to stay in shape and rain, sun, or snow (not that I've seen any snow since I moved to San Diego!) I run four miles every morning.
Levanna had been waiting with bagels and fruit when I got back, so I dived into the shower as we were planning on going into the city.
I came out of the shower to find my towels had vanished.
I'm not a girl. I don't need a towel for my hair (what IS that about?) but even my hand towel had gone.
I walked dripping into the main room to find Levanna laughing and teasing me with the towels.
A chase had started with me naked, my cock swinging around, dripping water everywhere as she ran ahead of me.
Talking about my nakedness. Making comments about my body. About my rapidly hardening cock. What she wanted to do with me. How pretty I was.
(For the record. Guys are not pretty. EVER! We are handsome. Or in some cases beautiful. Not pretty.)
She was totally respectful the whole time. No meanness or nastiness. But the longer it went on, the fact that Levanna was fully clothed and I was naked. The fact that she was admiring and commenting on my body. The fact that she had all the power.
It really started to turn me on.
Before long I was breathless, blushing, fully aroused and trembling with need.
We had both just stopped at the same time, staring at each other.
"You're really enjoying this aren't you?" Levanna had asked.
I just nodded, biting my lip. A little embarrassed.
I was almost dry by now so she just placed the towels aside, "I think you should stay naked for a while and maybe I'll give you some tasks."
It was a revelation.
Within a few weeks we were closer than two people had ever been. We became everything to each other. Power play and fun, moving onto pain play and whole weekends where I remained naked and under her control.
We always came together at the end. Holding each other and talking through what we had done and explored.
For over a year we were in heaven, rarely apart.
Until the day, just after the Christmas break, when she told me it was over.
What? I mean. What the actual fuck? We were everything to each other.
She cried and told me she had never loved anyone like she loved me. She never would. Her heart was breaking but she had responsibilities. People, like sisters to her, that she couldn't let down.
Furious and hurting I had demanded an explanation.
It wasn't much of a surprise to hear about the coven. I had suspected that she and her small group of friends were into something like that.
But to discover that in their worship of their Goddess they were planning a sacrifice. That was a shock.
To discover that each year they punished, or scourging as they called it, a victim and them banished them was shocking enough. But this year. This year was different.
"I told you to prove how much I really love you," she had said, tears pouring down her face. "Our freedom is now in your hands."
They were a small group. Just three girls. Sorry, women. Who had undoubtedly achieved incredible things since they had arrived at the university.
Each year they voted someone coven leader, mostly in turn. The leader would decide who the chosen sacrifice would be for that year and they would set out to seduce, enlighten and enslave.
The sacrifice was always deserving, with a history of violence or abuse. Often towards women, but sometimes men.
The job of the coven leader was to make them aware of the error of their ways. Make them want to atone. Willingly.
"We've never forced anyone," Levanna had said in a small voice, "We've never had to."
The victims would take themselves to the meeting point and atone for their sins. The coven having used all their charms and wiles to integrate themselves. And would then bleed onto the coven's hallowed site, hidden in the woods. Take part in their rites, before being sent away. Bloodied and ruined to make what they could of their lives.
The blood of their victims had undoubtedly energised their achievements. I had no doubt of that. I had always known that Levanna was way out of my league.
And the victims themselves. All assholes. Men that gave the rest of us a bad name. No one had missed them when they fled campus. Although no one had guessed that they had fled bloodied and scarred as a reminder to mend their ways.
She was turning me away because I was not deserving of this fate. Because she had to be free to entrap their chosen victim. And this year was very, very special.
"They warned me not to fall for you. They said I would break my own heart, but I just couldn't stop myself," she had sobbed.
This year was so important as for the first time in eighteen years there would be a full moon on Halloween.
This was their chance to please the Goddess and have her grant wishes and power for the most important stage in their lives.
The power they expected to achieve would know no bounds. But this year it would be more than blood that was spilt. More than agonized cries being screamed to the skies and the Goddess shining down. This year they would offer life itself.
I had no doubt about the power of their Goddess. I had seen the proof with all of their achievements.
I hadn't been able to move. Some of it was shock, sure. But if I'm honest, my cock was harder than it had ever been, and I was filled with some sort of reckless longing. This. This is why I was here. This is what I was for.
Incapable of leaving or standing up without revealing my desperate state of arousal, I asked for two days.
Two days later I had told her that I didn't want to break up.
To say Levanna had been shocked would be an understatement, but I knew I was right to offer myself.
These girls had people like the Pentagon, NASA and top research labs for medical research begging for their attention already. With the power of the Goddess they would change the world for the better.
I would never achieve anything so amazing, but by offering myself to the Goddess, I could be a part of it.
The following week we had all had a meeting. Levanna, once she got over the shock, had realized as I did, that we had a chance here to do something incredible. She felt as I did, that it was the reason we had met.
Her friends were not happy that I knew of their plans and took more persuading.
"Do you know why you were put on this earth?" I asked of them.
Karen, the most outspoken of them spoke up, "Yes. To cure cancer, end the need for antibiotics and bring a balance in healthcare throughout the world."
"I'm going to end the need for war," Levanna said with surety. "So everyone can lead their lives in peace."
"I'm going to answer the questions that no one has even though to ask yet," Debbie added.
