Thread: Pleasure Unbound (Notte x Kolath)

The rain poured down on the cemetery, as if the sky itself cried for the newly departed. The freshly covered grave becoming a furry of dirt and water. A lone figure remained, staring down at the grave, eyes hollowed - staring, but unseeing. No umbrella to cover her lithe form, her tears mixed in with the rain. However, she enjoyed the cold kiss of the rain as it gave her time to think of her new life. Her parents now both deceased, she would have to become parent to her two younger siblings. It wasn't a life that she was used to, she was used to her freedom. She worried over having to find her twisted pleasure in another way. That is why she left her parents house as soon as she possibly could - because her siblings, the thought of doing things to them, it excited her. When she lived on her own, she would find people that reminded her of them, similar to their height and body builds. She enjoyed having power over those people, treating them like slaves. She liked her sex, hard and dirty, rough and kinky. Now she wasn't going to be able to even have those simple pleasures - she couldn't have people like that coming into her home with the possibility of her brother and sister seeing them. Instead of driving, she walked her way home, she felt numb inside. A deep void where her heart was supposed to be. What am I to do? She thought to herself as she reached her house, unaware of how she even got there. The rain had stopped to a slow drizzle and she could tell that night was falling upon the earth. She must have walked around for hours in a daze, either that or she had just stood still. One way or the other, she couldn't remember how the time had fallen away from her. Opening the door, she stepped inside. Taking off her shoes, she noticed the puddle that dripped onto the floor around her, now out of the rain the coldness started to sink into her skin. I'm home, she spoke softly to the silent house, they must already be asleep. A few minutes passed as she stood there listening for a noise, when she heard none and thought her siblings asleep. She started to strip out of her wet clothing, not wanting to leave a wet trail to her bedroom and ruin the floor. With stiff and numb finger's, she worked the buttons out of the holes on her blouse then slid it from her shivering shoulders. Her skirt was much easier to dispose of, just unzipping it and pulling it down her generous hips to step out of. Picking it up off the floor, she stood standing in a black lazy bra that molded to her ample breasts and hardened dusky nipples, a matching lace thong hugged her lower regions. A garter belt covered a portion of her apple bottom and held up black thigh highs. Silently, on tip-toe, she made her way towards her bedroom. Not wanting to 'wake' her brother or sister, she slipped into the room the door making a slight creaking noise at her entrance. Making her way towards her bathroom, she didn't see the shadowed figure on her bed. Placing her wet clothing onto the towel rack, she unhooked her garter belt from the thigh highs and peeled them down the long length of her shapely legs. The garter belt followed after, along with her thong and bra. Turning on the facet in the bathtub, she placed her hand under the water and waited for it to get to the right temperature before pulling the lever that started the shower. She stepped in and let the hot water warm her frozen skin. A small sigh of pleasure escaping her lips. She shampooed her hair and rinsed it, before applying the conditioner. While she let it set in, she took up the shower gel and started to lather up her loofa before running it down the decadent length of her tired body.