Thread: Empire - City of Wonder (Black_Out and The Supple Nail)

The Creep crept along, stalking his prey like a spider who had caught a fly in the strands of it's entangling sticky webs. He knew this weaving network of tunnels, passage's and hidden doorways all to well. He could hear the trepidation reflected in her shouted responses to his taunts. Silence soon followed though after Wonder Woman's last barked cry of defiance echoed through the fun house. She hadn't moved one bit, he determined as his path drew him closer and closer. The rattling sounds of the cars careening along the rails as they traversed the depths of the house of horrors covered his approach. Gloomy noises and sound effects, ghostly wails and unearthly blood curdling screams wrought deception upon her ears. From somewhere in the bowels of the Halloween themed amusement's twisted passages a mans voice had heard her defiance and he yelled out in a desperate plea for aid. Somebody! Help! Help me! Please! All the while the misfit of madness and terror kept himself hidden within the service tunnels that ran parallel to the halls of the ride. From behind the curved wavy shape of a mirror he viewed her as she bent at the knees and clenched her fists together. He lingered there, letting the ambient noises of the carnival attraction obfuscate her senses. His long thin black lined lips curling into a grin as he observed the Amazonian warrior's tense reactions to the trepidation's assaulting her. He could smell the fear though sinking away from her. Could sense her courage attempting to rise up and exorcise the demons that tormented her inner thoughts. That simply could not be allowed to happen. Not when she was so close to failure. Not while he could still taste the remnants of her phobia's and paranoia that still tantalized his taste buds. He burst through the mirror behind her, sending a shower of reflective glass cascading across her body as he flung himself towards Diana. Arms opened wide, seeking to encompass her in his grasp. His foul blemished breath polluting the very air around the magnificent prize that he sought to tangle with as his grasp swept her upwards off her feet and pinned her mighty arms to her sides. Suffused by the buffet of fears he had feasted upon this night, he sought to engage the heroine on a more physical level now. His cackling maddened laugh drove into her ears as his arms tightened around her torso and caused her ample breasts to swell to the point that they threatened to pop free from the confines of their concealment. His strength was surprisingly impressive as he held her aloft and thrashed her about in his ever cinching grasp. I'll make them real! His disjointed voice clawed at her psyche as he clenched his arms about her waist and sought to drive the very air from her lungs. Every last one! He would have to make short work of her though, such amplifications of his stature and strength caused the collected reserves he had built up over the course of the night to flow out of him at a far quicker pace. Then, I'll feast on what is left of you! His words hissed at her ears as long fingers from a hand sought to clamp across her breast and sink their devilish grasp across it's shape, like a rake across a wet mound of sand. Last edited Nov 2, 2018