A Deal With Darkness

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In the distance, I could hear the faint barking of a dog. A stray of course, one that roamed the quiet dirt pathways that were etched through the village. At this time, everyone was asleep. Everyone except me. I stopped for a moment when I heard the rustle of leaves behind me, making sure there were no busybodies following behind me tonight. Tonight was important, and I could have no interruptions. As I walked through the dead grass, straining my eyes to see past the darkness, I thought about the first time I had made this trip.*It was late autumn, exactly two weeks ago. It had been the middle of the day when I first trekked into the woods, saddled with bags full of food and supplies. I was to deliver it to the village’s healer, a solitary man by the name of Rashad. That day was especially cold, and I remember when I stepped into Rashad’s cabin, I couldn’t help but notice how hot it was. I looked at the fireplace and silently noted it looked no different than the ones in the lodgings in town. “It’s quite warm isn’t it?” I remarked as I yanked off the cocoon of cloths that kept me warm.Rashad stared down at the discarded layers before looking up at me with a faint smile, “I suppose you’re  just cold, aren’t you?”I held his gaze for a moment before looking away, “I suppose so.”Rashad handed me a warm mug, “I see you’ve brought my things. Thank you, I know the trip can be difficult and it is quite cold today.  Take a seat and rest.” He sat across from me and took a tentative sip from his mug before he spoke again. “I don’t think I’ve met you before.”I shook my head, “No, this is my first trip up here.”We sat silently for a moment. I expected Rashad to be many cycles older than me since he was a healer, but he couldn’t have been more than a few seasons older than me. Instead of a wrinkled and writhing man, he was tall, lanky, and sat exceptionally straight. His tightly curled hair was grown out and seemed to encase his head with a puffy halo. His beard was past his chin, but trimmed meticulously into a slight point. When Rashad leaned backward into the beams of sunlight, his brown eyes seemed to glow like hot glass. “What is your role in town?” he asked casually. “I tend to farm animals,” I replied.Rashad nodded, “So you do the job of a tiresome parent nurturing their children, a stoic midwife who brings life into the world, you are a person of the soil as a farmer would be. And at times, you are a reaper of life.”“That is a romantic way of looking at it,” I said dryly before taking a sip from the mug he handed me. The drink inside was hot and spiced, but bitter. I held back the urge to make a disgusted face.Rashad laughed, “It’s in my nature to notice the realities of people, as a healer. We have to be able to think romantically, as you’ve described it, to understand their pain and their solace. I think you understand what that’s like, don’t you? I’m sure you’ve had to comfort an old goat, one that is way past its prime, into death. You, for a moment, are the reaper themself. Do you think it’s any different with humans?”I shrugged, trying to hide my uneasiness. “I guess not.” Rashad leaned forward and offered a sympathetic smile, “I’m sorry, I know these things are not easy to talk about. But, you know as well as I do that the burden of these things is… hard to carry.” He took a long drink from his mug and prompted me to do the same. As I tried my best to politely drink the bitter tea, Rashad continued to speak, “For example, I know that Ozar, the man who owned the farm you work at, died horribly of disease a few days ago. Tragic isn’t it?”I squeezed my mug tightly and forced a smile and could only manage a slight nod in agreement. Rashad nodded along with me, “He died in his home alone, covered in his own shit and vomit because he was too stupid to take medicine to ease his stomach. Tragic, but in the same way a dumb goat dies in a trap because it’s too aggressive to let you set it free.” A sense of ease washed over me and I leaned back into the chair. Rashad seemed to have more sense than most of the folk in Gray Oaks, especially if he saw the irony in Ozar’s death in the same way I did. “Ozar was a piece of garbage,” I confessed, “he paid me a fraction of what I deserved.”Rashad nodded, “Horrible man. I see now that he has no heir to his property, yet the elders in Gray Oaks do not wish to relinquish it to you. Why is that?”I took a deep drink from the mug and tried my best to choke down the grainy dregs before I replied, “They want to split the profit amongst themselves. I am from out of town and stumbled upon this dump a few cycles ago, I am not connected. I have kept to myself and have been saving money to take the ferry out of here. Regardless, rightfully that land should belong to me since I am the last living person on the grounds.”Rashad rubbed his palms together, “You are not only humble but honest, not something that can be said about the rest of the people here. I am mostly bahis siteleri a traveller, and I’ve spent almost two cycles in Gray Oaks, and I can say with confidence it is a festering wasteland of fake superiority that breeds ignorance. Most of the people I see here die anyway and do you want to know why? They turn their nose up at my work because I am not a man of the community and I do not participate in their feasts and rituals. Tell me Osiris of Arillia, where do you want to escape to?”I froze and suddenly sat up, “I’ve never told anyone where I’m from.”We stared at each other for a moment. Rashad’s expression was calm but amused. “I know,” he replied smoothly.“Then how do you know?”Rashad stood up, “I know a lot of things. For example, when you were eleven, you got excited when you had a sleepover at your friend Celeste’s cabin and you watched her older brother undress for the night from his doorway. To this day you still get aroused by the smell of cedar, don’t you?”I stared up at him and tried to find my voice but faltered. Despite the panic, I still felt glued to the seat. Rashad stepped forward and placed his soft finger against my lips, “You don’t have to speak. You’ve had to do so much fighting and defending, I am not here to cast judgement. The same can’t be said for your father though, he is the reason you are in Gray Oaks to begin with, isn’t he? You came here with nothing to your name after he caught you and Celeste’s brother in the barn.” Rashad clicked his teeth and brushed a stray curl off of my forehead, “Such a capable person trapped within the realm of idiots. You toiled away with your father and he left you with nothing, much like Ozar and the rest of Gray Oaks.”“How do you know all of these things?” I repeated. Rashad got down on his knees in front of me and took my hands into his, “Does it matter? I told you, healers must know the realities of a person to heal them. I have met everyone in this village and you are the only one that isn’t a blind sheep following the wind. You are the one that can be saved.”The warmth of his hands and the way his thumbs slowly circled against mine began to make my body blossom with warmth. Rashad stared at me with a charming smile on his lips. I watched the rhythmic motion of his broad chest dipping up and down as he breathed. Although he wasn’t that close, I could feel his warm breath against the exposed part of my neck.  How is that possible? I tried to steer my hungry mind back to the conversation, “And what would you be saving me from?”Rashad scoffed, “Ozar died in his own filth because he didn’t believe in medicine. He cheated you out of money, and everyone in this town sees you as an outsider degenerate that kisses all of the Priestess’s heirs. Oh yes, I’ve heard about that too. But as I’ve said before, I am not here to cast judgement. I want to free you.”“And how would we do that?”Rashad began to trace his fingers along my wrists, “I asked you where you wanted to go, let’s start there.”I smirked and began to rub my hands up and down the length of his muscular arms, excited by the idea of leaving Gray Oaks, “I didn’t plan that far ahead, I just want to get out of here.”He laughed softly, “Urgency does cloud direction. Tell me Osiris, when you are in bed at night, tortured by the agony of loneliness and lust, what are you wishing for?” Rashad began to trail his hands up my legs, stopping halfway as he began to trace aimlessly once more, “You are wishing for someone to come rescue you as they should have done long ago. Someone to…take you to paradise.” I began to breathe heavily, feeling the heat of excitement radiate through my whole body. Every nerve was tingling and felt as if it was on fire.  I began to speak but Rashad placed his fingers over my lips, “Shhh, just listen. You have only just met me yet I’m the only person that knows you for who you really are. You are a lustful creature full of life and reason stuck within the confines of ignorance and judgement. I want to open your mind. And you can make your choice after we are done here. The tea that I’ve given you will take effect soon, and I will show my true self to you.”Rashad leaned down and kissed me, his plump lips drawing me closer to his body and pressing against me with a sense of urgency. It felt like he was willing himself to merge us into one. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders as he hoisted me up with ease. As I slung my legs around his waist, Rashad’s fingers slipped through my hair until he held a handful. Suddenly, he jerked my head back forcefully and his voice boomed louder than humanly possible, dipping into a distorted deep tone. “OPEN YOUR EYES OSIRIS, AND BEHOLD ME FOR WHO I TRULY AM”When my eyelids snapped open, I beheld a thousand faces shifting and morphing, each equally as terrifying and beautiful as the last. Long, twisted horns on either side of his head stretched towards the ceiling and seemed to extend endlessly into the darkness. canlı bahis siteleri His torso was inhumanly wide and muscular, covered in patches of coiled black hair. His legs were replaced by a set of heavy hooves covered in a meadow of perfectly groomed, long hair. Sprouting from his curled bodily mane, like a monolith fit for the gods and stars above, was his throbbing staff; webbed in dark veins and glistening with excitement.“Osiris, flesh of the earth, I have come to you as he, The Prince of Pleasure and Darkness. Do not be afraid, for I wish to bless you with things your mind cannot begin to comprehend. You and I are one in the same, caretakers and reapers to insignificant life. What awaits you outside of Gray Oaks is a paradise filled with your darkest wishes and your deepest desires. I ask not that you make an agreement at this moment, but that you relinquish your body and mind to me so that I may give you a taste of what is to come. Do you accept?”Rashad let his arm slip from my waist, and my body floated ethereally in front of him. I was held in place only by the fistful of hair he held in his hand. The ghostly shifting of his features began to make me dizzy, and I closed my eyes. “You scare me.”Rashad’s deep voice rumbled in a way that resembled laughter, “It is normal to be afraid. As I’ve said before, we are all much like animals, terrified of what we do not know. Open your eyes when I am speaking to you.” He paused for a moment as his face drifted lazily into the one I had met earlier in the day, “It is better to take the risk than to not have taken any at all. Let me rescue you as someone should have done cycles ago. Allow me to show you what true freedom and bliss feels like.”He held my gaze. His once brown eyes seemed to be engulfed in fire from the deepest pits of hell. The hand that held my hair was radiating heat and seemed to make every nerve on my body burn and blister. My eyes trailed up and down his body, lingering at his massive, throbbing dick trying to comprehend what I was truly looking at. Rashad lifted his hand which now seemed to be larger than my own head and gently stroked the side of my face. His finger trailed along my jawline before slipping it into my mouth. I suckled on it softly for a moment. Rashad let out a sign from deep within his chest. The vibrations from his voice made my body tremble. His finger hooked the inside of my cheek as he drew me closer, my body drifting effortlessly to him until we were nose to nose. The smell of cedar and burning wood stung my nostrils, filling me with such arousal that I felt as if I would burst. I knew I had no choice.“I accept,” I whispered clumsily through the grip on my mouth.Rashad smiled, his features fading into the cloud of endlessly shifting faces, each as horrifying yet captivating as the last. His grip loosened on my hair and he held out his hands in front of him. Suddenly, I was blasted by the force of a thousand winds before landing on the cushioned mattress in his backroom. As his heavy hooves thudded loudly towards me, I watched as they caused his cock to swing back and forth furiously, slapping the inside of his thighs and his stomach. I began to undress when Rashad held his hand up. When he spoke, his facial expressions froze into one clear face.“Do you want to see a trick?” he asked. Before I could answer, he snapped his fingers. In an instant, all of my clothing was ripped from my body and flung carelessly around the room. I covered myself, shy from the sudden nakedness. Rashad leaned forward and took hold of both my ankles before he yanked me to the edge of my bed. He fell to his knees with a heavy thump and draped my legs across his shoulders. “Look at me,” he commanded from between my thighs. I peered down to see Rashad’s haunting face drift back into one before extending his tongue out. It was inhumanly long and pointed into a sharp fork at the end. He waggled it back and forth playfully as his eyes drilled into mine. He leaned forward, his tongue beginning to dance back and forth, the forked end running along both sides of my swollen clit. I moaned out in pleasure and pressed myself harder against him. His tongue began to lash harder, whipping down and back up again before swirling around once more. “Just like that,” I whispered as I gripped a fistful of his coarse hair.Rashad yanked my body tighter against his mouth, and although the sensations felt like too much was happening at once, I couldn’t bring myself to ask for mercy just yet. I held his head as tight as I could to me, wrapping my legs around his neck as if I intended to kill him. My body began to tremble and writhe against him, the excitement beginning to rise. Rashad seemed to sense this because he slowed to a rhythmic swirl, his tongue ebbing and flowing along every throbbing part that begged for his touch. I looked down and our eyes met once again. Lifting his head ever so slightly, a second tongue slipped canlı bahis out of his mouth, thicker and deeply forked. I felt my heart skip a beat and I willed myself to hold his gaze although fear began to rise.“Do not be scared. At this moment, I am here to serve you beyond your wildest dreams. Your mind will need a moment to catch up with your heart.” Although Rashad had not spoken, his voice rang clearly through my mind. He stared, unblinking, waiting for an answer. I nodded silently and laid my head back. Before I could prepare myself, I felt his thicker tongue slip tentatively inside me, pressing and probing for a reaction. I gasped and pulled at the sheets, arching my back, begging for more. The air was ripped from my lungs as he slid deeper, the girth of his second tongue impossibly large. The forked end swirled and rolled inside, pressing against my walls and filling me deeper. Then, he began to pump his tongue in and out slowly.  Whimpering in pleasure,  I watched Rashad. He never took his eyes off of me, his blood-red stare fixated on my gaze any time I peered down at him. “Don’t act so shy now, I know you are so hungry for more. I can see it in your eyes, desperate to be filled even more although you can’t fathom how your fragile body can handle it. You are weak, but I will break you and make you stronger.”His second tongue began to pound me faster, each stroke harder than the next. I watched as Rashad’s face began to drift back into endless cycles of expressions. In the light of the setting sun, the room seemed to be set ablaze. All the colors seemed brighter and more vivid. As each stroke jolted my body, sparks of light emitted from everything around me. I felt my limbs lock and begin to spasm with the threat of climax. Rashad pulled his tongues away from me slowly and rolled them into his mouth. He clicked his teeth sympathetically as he ran his fingers down my inner thigh.“You are so impatient,” he lamented as he walked around the bed until his throbbing dick was inches from my face, “You haven’t even tasted this and you’re already drooling and whimpering to cum. If you are so hungry, open your mouth so that I may feed you.”I rolled onto my stomach and obeyed. When I looked up at his haunting face, I could see a wicked smirk beyond the flowing curtain of expressions. The only thing about Rashad that was unchanging were his eyes which stared unblinkingly down at me. He pulled my hair back into his fist and guided my head down, stretching my mouth beyond what was possible. As he pushed his hips toward me, he slid in easily until he was pressed against the back of my throat. I began to gag and pull away, but Rashad held my head down firmly and let out a soft moan. He thrust against the back of my throat a few times before pulling my head away. I gasped for air as thick lines of saliva trailed down my chin and chest. “Breathe out your nose, you greedy little pig.” Rashad said gently as he yanked my hair back, “Now, open your mouth for me.”  From his nightstand, he picked up a  cup and filled his mouth with its contents before spitting it into mine and pinching my lips shut. It was the tea from earlier, and I fought the urge to gag at the taste. Rashad’s grip on my hair tightened, “Drink it.”As I swallowed, he took his hands from my lips and filled his mouth with tea once more, but this time leaned down and spit it into my face and began to rub it into my skin roughly.“You’re going to need all this tea for what I’m about to do to you.”Before I could respond, he hooked his finger into my cheeks and yanked my mouth open before thrusting himself back inside. He began to pump as he held my head firmly in place. His balls knocked at my throat as if urging me to allow him deeper inside. I tried to relax my throat and forced my lips down until my nose was pressed against his fuzzy, coarse hair. Rashad began to moan, each lustful howl louder than the next. My eyes began to burn and sting as I held back my gags, the rims of my vision beginning to blur and blacken. Through the mist, his face drifted back into one as he groaned again, furiously thrusting into my mouth before pushing my head down as far as he could. He stopped and held it there. I began to choke but stood firm as my nostrils flared desperately to breathe. Placing his other hand behind my head, he rocked his hips, rattling his cock deeper down my throat. Just when  I felt as if I could no longer bear it, Rashad pulled my head back to allow me to breathe. As I struggled and gasped, he guided my head down and began to thrust once again, this time banging my nose against his body with each stroke. The grip on my hair tightened as he pounded.“I love the way you look when you are gagging and whimpering for air,” he grunted as he yanked my head back, “but this is nothing. You will need to understand true pain to know true pleasure. I will give you both.”Before I could respond, Rashad thrust himself deep in my mouth and held my head against him, my nose pressed so hard against his body I couldn’t breathe.I began to tap frantically against his legs, urging him to let go. Instead of letting go, he pressed my face down deeper and pinched my nose shut.

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