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The Begin Of Me...

Mystique’s legend begins in the 10th century. I was stripped of my innocence through my father’s betrayal and the separation from my brother. I could not see how I was of any use to anyone. A pious young woman in search of hope, but instead I was damned. I had roamed this land in search for someone to look up to. Someone to take this hideous pain from me, and in my search I had come to a wall. All hope was lost for that moment. My tunnel was full of darkness and there was no chance of me ever coming to be. Until this woman step forth to give me a chance at life in this offer has taken a diabolical twice as she gave me a chance to discover her true origin. Her name was Ophelia Bell. She offered that I learn what her very exist was all about. And in this light this is when I accepted her embracement. This is when I stepped fourth as a True Toreador. Ophelia taught me grace and pose and of course the art of the Rose. Beautiful in all that we do. By day and by night we walk the streets of haven and of hell to show and art of a kill. We are unable to corrupt our souls; we find strength in love in the arts. Yes we can be a bit above ourselves. But this is how I learn to come one with my true nature. Now I am more worthy to walk this land. I need no Sire, Ophelia was that. I am looking for a Lord to walk by my side in this endless conquest. Will you be the one to take my side?

~*~ Unwanted ~*~

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A dark cloud hang over my head

it brings nothing but pain

the wind blows in more sorrow

to be an out case

part of the unwanted

that empty feeling of how I don't belong in your world

you have push me away long enough for me

to see how I don't fit into your way of life

what is it what is it about me that make

you act this way. what have I done to make you feel this way...

I guess i really am unwanted by someone like you......

~*~ Lady Mystique ~*~

~*~ Call of the Wild ~*~

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Standing against the wall...feeling wild and free, Mystique watches the crowd on the dance floor totally mesmerized by the music and the erotic movement of flesh. The club was hot and steamy. The scent of lust was in the air. Mystique could feel her Blood rising...making her sensitive nipples hard and noticable through her thin cotton black shirt. Partially hidden in the shadows Mystique felt the erge to masterbate. The thought of sliding her nails across her curvy hips and into her warm wet center to tease and play with her desire while watching the crowd...turned her on. Her mouth felt dry and she desperately needed something to satisfy her thirst. Glancing toward the entrance she spotted her friend. Slowly she stalked him until she arrived unnoticed by his side. Sliding her nails up his back...she enticed him to turn around. Upon noticing her he smiled but was immediately surprised when she back him up against the wall...undoing his pants and sliding her hands within. As he looked into her eyes, she could see how he wanted her so bad. She could feel how aroused he was getting. Slowly licking her lips with her pierced tongue, she looked at him as if ready to please him fully...right then...right there. So he bended over to kiss her lips and the he lick them nice and slow. She got a rush of sensation that ran right through her body. His hands crept up to caress her swollen breasts, right on the edge of the dance floor Mystique melted into his hands. His place was not far and he was no longer in the mood to dance. Without a word they left together to walk back to his place, taking an alley as a shortcut. Mystique gasped as he turned to her in the alley and slams her against the brick wall with such force that it turned her on even more...despite the pain. He pressed his body up against hers and began to kiss her hard...thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Forcefully grabbing her breasts, he caresses and strokes her nipples to hardness. Sliding one hand across her thighs...he forces them open. Lifting her skirt, he plunges two fingers deep within her...causing her to moan with pleasure. Kissing her again...rougher this time...he bites her lower lip, smearing her lipstick. Taking his wet fingers from her pussy, he sticks them into her mouth...forceing her to taste her own juices. He stood there looking at her in the faint moonlight...at her exposed body...her honey brown skin. He pressed his body against hers once more...one hand on her nipple...the other reaching down and slowly lifting her leg. His tongue stroking her vulnerable throat. His hunger was getting the best of him. She could feel his fangs pressing against her neck as he removed his belt and released his hard swollen manhood. He forces her head back as he thrust himself in and upward. She cries out in sheer pleasure at the lustful penetration of his desire for her. She wraps her arms and both legs around him, drawing him deeper inside of her...savoring the hot wett sex he was giving her. They climaxed together...both bodies in tune with each other. The energy from their Embrace enhanced by the sinking of his fangs into her willing neck as their orgasm exploded. ~*~ Lady Mystique ~*~
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