Teaser 2015 08 - Sister Cassandra

Sister Cassandra is a working title...I'm not sure whether that will be the final title or not.  As there are only a few pages written, I did not pull a random selection.  This is the very beginning, going through the preface and about 50% of what I've written thus far.

Where the story goes, I'm not yet certain, LOL...but the idea is in outline form and I'm hoping it to be sort of a fantasy/sci-fi type story...so hope it sparks some interest!

The first memory she had was of pain. 

No, make that Pain. 

This was not the type of pain you get when you jam your toe, or even the type of pain a woman experiences through childbirth.  It was not the type of pain where you saw red—or any color for that matter—this was the type of pain where you saw the brightest white light ever experienced.  It was a pain that could not be described or even pinpointed as to its location, as it flowed through every pore, every surface, and throughout her entire being.  It filled her and surrounded her until she became one with it.  It was a white hot searing pain of epic proportions—the type of pain you could not even wish you were dead for, as even in death the pain would be all-encompassing.

She did not know how long the pain wracked her body, her mind, her very soul.  It was at least an eternity, probably longer.  Time had no essence, no bearing upon the here and now.  There was only Pain.

And then there was pleasure. 

Once again she corrected herself, for it was Pleasure. 

Once more her mind attempted to wrap itself around the sensations as her body, her soul undulated in a visceral pleasure no words could describe.

It was not the pleasure of eating your favorite desert, or even the type of pleasure one felt looking upon your newborn for the first time.  This was the type of pleasure that knew no bounds, as if a million orgasms were coursing through your body, through every fingertip, toe, and extremity.  It coursed through ever cell, every atom within her and around her.  It was not the pleasure of your first, or even multiple, orgasms, it was the accumulation of every orgasm that had ever existed, from every being from every time suddenly slamming into her core.

The intense pleasure coursed through her body until time lost all meaning.  There was no time. 

How long the pleasure lasted she again had no idea.  A lifetime; multiple lifetimes; an eternity.  As with the pain it was all encompassing, until there was only pleasure and no other thought upon her consciousness.  Until not even a memory of the pain registered within her, it was only pleasure.

She was not sure when the Pain ended and the Pleasure began, or even remembered the Pain as the Pleasure continued to course through her very existence.  First there was one, then the other.

And then Pleasure was replaced by the Pain.

When all memory of anything else left her and there was only Pain, there was once again Pleasure.

Somewhere deep within her genetic material, located deep beyond even her mitochondrial DNA footprint, she had the realization of both the Pain and Pleasure cycling throughout her being. 

But there was only one, and then there was the other, the complete absence of the former to be replaced by the latter.

Such was her existence, until all else was forgotten but the Pain, or the Pleasure, depending on which cycle of her existence was being manifested.

Ultimately the two merged, Pain and Pleasure existing simultaneously to the point where she did not know if she derived one from the other, or if they were merely manifestations of the same sensations. 

Her screams of agony and ecstasy echoed with screams of euphoria and torment, until they were one and the same, the sensation overpowering her throughout eternity.

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The first cognitive memory she had was that of lying upon cool stone.  She was on her side, her knees pulled forward into her chest. 

In some distant part of her mind she knew she was fully naked to the elements, aware of only the cool stone against her skin and a wisp of air over the rest of her body.  Her skin was extremely sensitive, each individual hair upon her skin moving with the cool breeze, as well as the flawless smoothness of the rock beneath her.

The next memory was that of her ears ringing, which she believed was more from the screams that had filled her soul and exited her mouth for an infinity of lifetimes than from any abrupt pressure changes.  And instantly she knew if she attempted to speak, all that would come out of her mouth would be a croaking raspy sound.

None of things bothered her though, as she was aware of only one thing—the absence of Pain and Pleasure.  The sensations of her lying upon the stone and the soft breeze across her skin were more of absences of the two sensations, only realized through and the vacuum left by them.

These new sensations were foreign to her, and her mind, in an attempt to replace what was now lost, converted them into that which she only know, as they soon became pleasure and pain. 

She screamed, or attempted to, the sound only exiting her mouth like the longest of exhales as her mind became filled with turmoil at the loss of Pleasure and Pain, her soul feeling both the pain of their loss, as well as the pleasure of their loss.  It was the absence of these two things causing her to feel something else, trying to derive both pleasure and pain from the new sensations.  The cool stone, the soft breeze, these now became both painful and pleasurable for her, as a cascade of feelings flooded through her, foreign after the eternity of only having the other two sensations.

As her mind attempted to grasp the loss of the only things she knew and resolve these new sensations her body attempted to replace them with, she became aware of voices, her mind giving the sounds of vocal manifestations further extensions of her Pain and Pleasure. 

At first they were mere mumblings in the back of her mind, but soon she began to discern words.

“She is exquisite,” said Pleasure, a soothing voice to her ears, a melodious voice which she could drift upon the clouds and listen to forever.

“Exquisite?  She is fucking hot!  Imagine every bitch you ever thought was fuckable rolled into one, and then quadruple that, that is what she is.  She is fucking perfect, the perfect fuck toy,” Pain said.

“She is a gift.  A gift from both worlds, the best of each,” Pleasure replied.

“She is a gift,” Pain echoed.  “A gift of both worlds, and the most evil of each,” came the retort.

“The soul has been cleansed and conditioned, there now only remains the pure vessel which will hold it,” Pleasure said.

“This is the part I have been waiting for,” Pain said, as she felt herself rolled upon her back, the cool stone changing its pressure and regions of her body where it touched.

All the sensations—the stone, the firm grip upon her hips by pain—all these were foreign to her as she once again attempted to fill the gap left by the absence of the former sensations.

All she had known before was Pleasure and Pain, and now the new sensations were overwhelming her.

She attempted to open her eyes, closing them immediately as a blinding white light burned her retinas. 

In the back of her mind she comprehended the room as being dark, but even the small light from whatever source entering the room from miles away was blinding to her overly sensitive eyes.

As the burning of her eyes slowly eased, her mind realized she had briefly seen a large shadow next to her, and an equally large one by her feet, but the pain and pleasure of the bright light was foremost upon her mind.

She felt her legs spread apart, a firm grip upon her ankles as she was pulled forward. 

She hissed, the expelling of air escaping from her mouth the only thing she had left as a scream, caused by the sudden changes of sensations as her body scraped across the cool smooth stone until her ass was on the edge.

She had the sensation of somebody leaning over her, and once again attempted to open her eyes, suddenly realizing they already were open; however, all she saw was blackness—or maybe it was whiteness.  Once again the two blended together.

She had been suspended in time and space, knowing only the two radical sensations for so long she did not know what was right or wrong, left or right, black or white, light or darkness.

“What are you doing?” Pleasure asked, the voice rising to the point of becoming Pain, the sound emanating from somewhere beyond her left shoulder, loud and soft at the same time.

She almost screamed as the words reverberated against the walls, floor, and ceiling, filling her senses to the point of the most exquisite agony.

“You know as well as I for the xenogenetic morphogenesis to take effect there must be equal infusions of DNA from both sides.  If you prefer to fuck it, then I’ll take the oral rough,” Pain said with a laugh.

Once again the words reverberated around her, causing her to writhe in tormented joy.

She hissed again as she felt a soft caress up her thigh, her newly awakened her nerve endings creating sensations throughout her body at such a magnitude, she became prepared once again for the manifestations of pain or pleasure, caring for both, yearning for each.

“We cannot!” Pleasure said, “she is unaware of her surroundings,” came the anxious voice.

“Fuck that!” Pain spat.  “She will never be aware unless the metamorphosis is complete.  You know as well as I the binding of opposing forces must take place as soon as consciousness and life is established.  You know she will never accede, this decision is not hers to make.  If we were to triumph it must be done now, while the vessel is still empty and pure,” Pain said.

The litany of words were almost too much for her, and by the time Pain finished the roar of echoes upon echoes made her feel like her ears were going to bleed.

There was a long pause, and she relished the silence, even as she became focused upon the caress of a hand sliding up her stomach to her breast. 

Suddenly she arched her back, moaning as the open caress turned into an encircling clamp, squeezing her mammary tissue and arousing her to the point of orgasm—but whether the sensations were derived from pain or pleasure—or even both—she knew not.

She gasped as a warm, wet sensation crossed her nipple, the distance knowledge of her mind realizing a tongue had flicked across her hardened bud, and she felt a yearning so severe her body thrashed upon the stone as she squirmed for more and for the feelings to stop at the same time.

“You know it must be done, and if you do not follow through, all will be lost,” Pain said more urgently.

The vibrations of his voice coursed across her wetted breast, and she comprehended he had been the one to lick her.

“So be it,” she heard Pleasure say, now closer.

In the deep recesses of her mind she was aware of another shadow looming over her, a vague presence between her legs.

“Forgive me child, and may God forgive us,” Pleasure said.

Suddenly her back arched in response to her core being invaded by the most exquisite sensation, a hardened phallus entering her swiftly and painfully.  She let out a cry as the male appendage pulled back and thrusted even deeper into her, and then further with each stroke, scream sof agony and pleasure exiting her mouth.

Her body had been so aroused the invading appendage met no resistance, her core well-lubricated as her muscles loosened and expanded to accommodate the large member moving within her.

“Niiiice!” she heard Pain say, now near her head.

She felt the massive cock pull back, once again slamming into her core and she opened her mouth to scream in bliss and agony; however, her cries were muffled when abruptly another cock entered her mouth, the cock equally as massive, spreading her mouth wide open as it passed across her lips and teeth, slamming into the back of her throat.

She heard a gag—a wet expulsion of air—and realized it was coming from her throat as the cock pulled back and slammed into her oral cavity once more.

Reflexively her lips clamped down on the member, a moan escaping her closed mouth as she used her tongue to stroke the hard cylinder, relishing the new sensation of the velvety hard member in her mouth.

She grunted as the cock within her core began sliding back and forth rhythmically, the head scraping across the lining of her birth canal over and over, penetrating her cervix and easily entering her womb.

The two cocks moved in sync, and she felt as if she was impaled by one single huge male appendage, entering her core, traveling through her womb, and exiting her mouth as the impossibly large cock passing by her lips slid down her throat, lodging deep within her stomach.  Then the fantastical appendage was pulled the other way, forcing itself out of the back of her esophagus, indeed through her very soul as the cock pulled back, her labia averting as the large cock again changed direction, her labia wrapped around the large shaft as if her body tried to hold on to the large shaft, reluctant to let it go.

Her body was wracked with pleasure and pain as she was ravished.  Back and forth, in and out. 

She realized from some distant memory that both male appendages were extraordinarily large, not only in girth but also in length.  Her mouth and lips were forced unbelievably wide-open, her jaw barely able to give the cock in her mouth room as it moved in and out of her repeatedly.  No cock should travel down her throat into her stomach, and yet that was what was happening.  And her vaginal muscles were stretched just as wide as the cock between her legs slammed into her over and over, each thrust slamming through her cervix and unbelievably into her womb.

Even with her mouth completely full of cock she moaned uncontrollably, from both pleasure and pain, relishing both sensations as she was used.  She was no longer able to see anything, as her eyes were rolled up and back into her skull, unable to focus, as she was overcome by the feelings, her body thrashing in orgasmic release upon release..

Her lips continued to clamp down on the shaft moving in and out of her mouth and throat and she suddenly realized she had not taken a breath—at least not since the cock had entered her mouth.  In fact, she was unable to recall if she had taken any breaths since awakening upon the stone slab.

Meanwhile her body continued thrashing from the sensations of her assault, the cocks within her now having an urgency of their own as they sped up, moving of their own volition at different rhythms.  No longer was there a single appendage going through her, but multiple distinct cocks, each dominating the orifice being used without any regard to her welfare—and she loved it!

Suddenly her mouth and throat was flooded with Pain’s release, the cock lurching forward into her throat and down her esophagus as she felt the ejaculate spray into her stomach.  She felt a growing warmth spread through her as the warm salty ejaculate continued to flow, rising out of her stomach and throat and into her mouth as, just like the size of the cocks, an ungodly amount of fluid—what felt to be gallons—filled not only her throat, but her stomach as well until it spilled past her lips, shooting out of her nose. 

She realized she was drowning in cum, and yet she did not panic, instead feeling a life rejuvenation course through her body.  Instinctively she began moving her throat rhythmically to milk the cock in her oral cavity of every drop of the rejuvenating liquid as she eagerly drank what was given to her.

“There’s a good girl, take it all in,” Pain said to her rasping ears.

And drink she did.  It was like she had been in the desert for days, given an unending supply of water.  She could not explain her massive desire, but her body acted upon instinct, taking what was given to her as she immediately felt her strength returning.

Then the cock within her vaginal canal began to spasm, and she felt its warmth travelling up her vagina, the warmth spreading deep into her, making its way directly into her womb, the amazing amount again filling her, spilling out of her pussy as it spread through her body. 

Once again she felt a rejuvenating force, as if the ejaculate filling her birth cavity and beyond was soaking into her and she was deriving fortitude from both men’s releases.

Abruptly and without any warning her body began thrashing in its own orgasm, undulating in quivers as she relished the pain and the pleasure.  And she wanted more, more of each as she convulsed upon the table, unable to do anything but ride the sensation as her body came, not only from her cunt, but her mouth as well.  She had no control over herself as she spasmed repeatedly, her mind exploding in pure bliss as she was pumped over and over with cum, as if she were a gas tank being filled at both ends.

When the flood of heated fluid began to lessen, the spasms of each appendage now only dribbles, the cocks pulled out of her as she moaned at their loss.

She was vaguely aware of the two bodies switching places when suddenly she cried out as the massive cock recently in her mouth plowed its way into her core, the head of the cock slamming through her cervical wall as her womb was invaded in a single thrust. 

But before she could scream the other cock shoved its way into her mouth just as forcefully, in one thrust going past the back of her throat and into her esophagus, lodging deep into her stomach without hesitation.

She moaned at the new tastes upon her palate—those of herself as well as the other man, Pleasure—as she was once more ravaged.

Just as before the fucking recommenced, this time her body thrashing in the throes of ecstasy and agony in an epileptic fit as she was once again fucked in both orifices, her orgasms feeding off themselves as well as perpetuated by the use of her body.

She lost all track of time, feeling as if she was being used for eternity when each finally released into her a second time, the growing rejuvenating warmth once more spreading throughout her body as she undulated and gyrated in mixed pain and pleasure.

And then once again they switched, each taking turns assailing her pussy and mouth, over and over until all she felt was Pleasure and Pain consuming her soul over and over.  Her body was in a continuous spasm multiple and a single orgasm melding together.  Her release was never-ending, the cocks unrelenting as she was used over and over, unable to discern pleasure from pain as she was ravished without cessation, her entire being flooded with each man’s cum which her body seemed to absorb faster and faster after each release of the men’s cocks.