Monday, November 03, 2008

A Bargain Made

Lucy’s flesh tingled where it met the edge of the circle, the hairs on her arm rising as the skin puckered. The air seemed warmer inside, warmed by the sun rather than seared by frosty twilight. She gathered her resolve and sat up. “Who’s there?” she said, her voice hubristic with authority – this was her father’s land, after all.

“‘Who’s there?’ she asks,” echoed a throaty voice, filled with the phlegm and bile of a bitter old man. “She lies in the circle ripe for the taking and asks: ‘who’s there?’”

Lucy felt calloused fingers running from wrist to shoulder, then over her breast to the hollow of her throat. Her nipples hardened.

“A bargain first,” she said, feeling the heat of desire in her voice. “Return my sister and you can take my virtue.” She gasped as an unseen hand pressed down on her groin.

“No need for bargains,” said the voice. “You’ve stepped willingly into our domain. Your virtue, what little you have left, is forfeit.”

Lucy reached across, trailing her fingers across an invisible arm, leg… She grabbed and was awarded with a shriek. “Or,” she said, “we could bargain with yours.”

5 comments:

aims said...

Ah yes.

Lucy.

My kind of gal.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Ha!
Mine too!

stephanie said...

How very unfair of you!

A sister? And this worldly, competent Lucy? She'll put Colina to shame before it's over. ;)

DJ Kirkby said...

Lol. Go Lucy!

Leatherdykeuk said...

This is a story arc far into the futurs, post HD.

Thank you ladies :)