Thread: Gore Whore [Kassyghost and Darkest Nightmare]

Kassy's eyes darted around the room, a big table of assorted drugs and paraphernalia in one corner, two girls giving the bassist of the band a handjob right here out in the open, practically everybody wearing corpse paint and blood on their faces, she realized she was over her head. Sure she'd feigned interest in this lifestyle in order to pull Vikki in closer as her new confidant but now here in the epicenter of the scene things seemed too alien for her immature mindset to cope with. She'd never even seen cocaine in real life and now there was big piles of the stuff only a few feet away from her, let alone something as risque as two girls performing a sex act on a musician right there on the couch. Kassy caught herself, felt the clench of her jaw muscles loosen and go slack, she brought her hand up to her face in order to cover the first time tourist in the big city expression she was making but realized in doing so that her exposed breast was now visible. She dropped her hand back down to cover the bare aerola which was exposed through the rip in her shirt, forcing her face to hold a look of composure. Vikki had finished kissing her boyfriend, the shirtless hunk standing off to one side of the room, and spun back around to introduce Kassy. So this is the chick I texted you about, in this whole stupid little suburban town, she's the only one who listens to death metal. Cute isn't she? Vikki asked as she wrapped her arms around Kjell's shoulders and showed her claim to him so that the groupie she'd just dislodged would get the hint. Kjell however seemed not so interested in Vikki's advances as he was in Kassy's awkward posture. Kassy stared back, unable to pull her eyes off of Kjell's magnetic gaze, she was scared and more than a little excited, but mostly she was self conscious about her appearance, everyone else in the green room was decked out in leather arm spiked uniforms and blood splattered corpse makeup, where as she seemed, under dressed, which was further compressed when the sexy guitarist mentioned the fact that she was wearing T-shirt of a band that catered to junior high posers, Kassy blushed. Vikki had tried to talk her into doing the whole makeup thing, showing her just how to apply the thick white pancake base coat and then using a mascara pencil to draw on the black designs, but Kassy had been concerned that she end up with a bad case of acne, so instead chose to just apply thick ring of eyeliner and use her thumb to drag streaks of black tears down her cheeks. This coupled with the reproduction of the vintage thrash metal band T-shirt she'd picked up at Hot Topic at the mall and the cute black booty shorts had completed her outfit or so she thought. Vikki had gone the whole nine yards, complete with a decent facsimile of Kjell's own warpaint on her face which was now blood smeared after the passionate kiss they'd shared. Kassy stammered for a reply but couldn't come up with anything that didn't make her sound more stupid than she already felt. The truth was that she couldn't name a single Slayer song and the only reason she'd even bought the shirt was because of the cool artwork on it. Sure 'Reign in Blood' was printed on the backside of it but she didn't know if that was a song name or an album name, but the depicted goat headed man sitting on a throne in a hell full of demons seemed appropriate for tonight's show, now though that she was being questioned about it she realized the error of her way. Vikki had told her that the shirt was a good choice but seeing her dressed in a bootleg Sworn to Erebus shirt she looked more the part. I uh.....I like their earlier stuff more, the new stuff is a little too mainstream. Kassy said trying to cover her ignorance on the subject and prayed they wouldn't press her farther on the subject. She offered a quivering nervous smile but her stomach was doing backflips and she could feel the anxiety creeping in on her. Then Kjell asked her about herself and she knew it was more than she was willing to share with her nerves so hard pressed. Her eyes kept darting over to the bassists face as the two girls stroked his dick, then over to Vikki's hand as she massaged the large bulge in Kjell's leather pants and then back up finally to the wolf like gaze he was staring at her with, and she thought she might puke. Vikki? Where's the bathroom? I need to....pee. Kassy asked, but the truth was that she thought she might toss her cookies and didn't want to do it in front of the band. What's wrong Kass, you are looking a bit green around the gills, you feeling okay? Vikki asked back, but the smirk on her lips showed that she was making fun, just a little bit. Yeah...fine....just need to piss, where's the bathroom? Kassy restated, pulling her gaze away from the animal like glare of Kjell's. There was a door near the back of the room and Kassy didn't wait for Vikki's response she pushed through the crowd filling the room and headed straight for it. Vikki giggled, kissing and sniffing at Kjell's neck while groping his big dick through his pants. Sorry babe, I think she's probably still a virgin, this is probably all a little bit much for her. Not me though...I've fucking missed you so much and all I can think about is how you titty fucked me before I had to move away. You know I'm not the jealous type but when I come in here and see some flat chested twat groupie hanging all over you, all I can think about is how much I wanna fuck your brains out. Vikki whispered into Kjell's ear. Kassy practically ran to the door, a brief knock with no answer and she wrenched the doorknob and jetted inside. Her heart was racing and her stomach was dancing around inside her like it wanted out of her body, there was something else too, another feeling that she couldn't really put her thumb on. It was a tingle that was emanating from her shorts, a certain warmth she'd only ever felt when she was by herself and her hand slipped down to her crotch. What could possibly be turning her on? Was it Kjell? His gaze seemed to penetrate her very soul and although she was terrified of him, she was also completely enamored, that wasn't good, he was obviously Vikki's boyfriend. Kassy spun around from her position against the door and got the surprise of her life, she wasn't alone in the bathroom after all, sitting on the toilet was the new drummer of Sworn to Erebus, his pants around his ankles and a needle hanging out of his arm. His head was rolled back on his neck and leaned against the wall with his eyes rolled back in his head. OmiGOD....what the fuck? Kassy murmured in terror. Dude....dude are you alright? Kassy asked, kicking at his booted foot trying to get a response, but he seemed to be out cold. Kassy jumped up and shot right back out of the door, her face now appropriately whitened from shock, she had laser like focus as she made her way back toward Vikki. Hey....lets go....please... please Vikki....I'm uncomfortable, I think there might be a dead guy in the bathroom, can we please fucking GO? Kassy pleaded. Vikki who had moved from just groping Kjell to sticking her own hand down Kjell's pants turned with a frustrated look on her face. Geez Kass...what the fuck, quit acting like such a child. Vikki started to scold her, but saw the earnest look of horror on Kassy's face and switched tones. Fuckin-A Kass, way to kill the mood...Kjell baby...is there some place we can go...maybe a little more private so that Kassy doesn't have a fucking heart attack? Do you guys still have the van, or are you staying in one of the local motels?