Wolf

Wolf

A Chapter by Robert Francis Callaci

Wolf

 

 

Icky sticky little creatures

Crawling, creeping, laughing, weeping

Nightfall falling, horror calling

Shadow beasties grouse about

 

In this night of darkly sorrow

Death is knocking, howling, screaming

Head is reeling, talons squeezing

Soul is bleeding, beasties feeding

 

In the cracks in hidden darkness

They are waiting, watching, thirsting

Not the innocent just the wounded

Terror breathing, never sleeping, forever feasting

 

(the beastie psalms)

 

 

 

INTO EVIL’S ARMS DO THE INNOCENT GO

 

 

XXII

 

Caineth lost sight of Abeline as she ran into the wood leaving him breathless from the chase and a bit confused. Abeline seemed almost wild and feral, so unlike the Abeline that he knew. He lingered at the edge of the wood debating with himself if he should enter and receive the woods fruits or go back to the caves and gather his wits. His hunting sense alerted him to unseen dangers that awaited him in that accursed wood with those phantom voices. He decided to leave and go back to the safety of the caves but then felt a wave of shame for his lack of trust towards his beloved Abeline. She would never let harm come to him and if he turned away now then it would only prove that he was unworthy of her love. He heard her calling him deep within the wood and decided that love was worth the risk.

 

Mephistopheles purred with pleasure as she felt the juices of Caineth’s passion mix with her own. She directed part of her life-force to bond and mingle in those juices and cackled with glee as she felt life stir within Abeline’s belly. What delicious irony for her child to be conceived in this way; for was it not the great Lucifina who showed all her angels how a proper possession should be done by entering into Eve to beget that dullard Joshua. So now it was her turn to play God and she found it to be quite entertaining. She laid down on a bed of leaves and opened her legs and commanded her followers to enter unto her. shE was now legion and the many who were now controlled by One awaited Caineth’s arrival. In heR most seductive voice shE called out to Caineth; knowing that the lovesick fool will answer heR call and willingly be engulfed by the embrace of heR poison passion.

 

What a fool she was for loving and trusting those cast out elementals of God. Since she was a child she shared herself completely and wholly to them, offering herself as a conduit to the physical world, so that they might feel and experience the world as she did. She believed them when they said that they loved her and would protect her from the dark things of the world. And when the darkness came, where were they when that thing attacked and took possession of all that was her and trapping her consciousness in its miasma of darkness. Rather then free her from this malevolent presence, most of them fled out of fear of its power and the rest decided to worship at its feet. Her love and trust was wasted on nothing but some weak willed cowardly bits of s**t from God and the biggest piece just swallowed her whole. How she wished she listened to Caineth to be wary of the spirits of the wood, rather then laughing at his concerns. She was fully aware of all of what this thing who called itself Mephistopheles was thinking, and the perverted acts it was doing with her body; for it took great pleasure in her helplessness and humiliation. It told her all of its plans it had in store for her and Caineth, which left her numb with grief. She shuddered with disgust when she felt its abomination forming in her belly, and was overwhelmed with horror as Mephistopheles’ swarm of maggots entered into her diseased riddled body. For the first time in her life, Abeline prayed to the God of her parents, to be free from this curse that had befallen on her and Caineth- but only Mephistopheles heard her prayer…

 

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Joshua found Himself surrounded by a pack of nasty looking wolves while taking a stroll outside the gathering gate. He looked around for help but none was to be found, for all were inside the gate waiting for Death to arrive. He was about to call out to His Mother when the largest and most vicious looking Wolf lunged toward Him and with Her mighty

paws knocked Him down to the ground. Rather then biting Him the Wolf started to lick Him from head to toe. Its drool was all over Him as it licked and sniffed in places only He touched out of necessity. The other wolves howling and barking in frenzied glee, held His arms and legs down with their paws, leaving Him immobile and helpless; making Him easy pickings for the She Wolf’s pleasure. Just as the sex starved Wolf was ready to

mount Him He heard a voice commanding the She Wolfe and Her pack to stop their play and release their prey. In a blink of an eye rather then feeling the lick of a Wolf on His face, He felt the tongue of a Women. On top of Him all naked, sweaty and breathtakingly beautiful was none other then the Princess of Hell, Sateen. To Her delight and His utter embarrassment He quickly became aroused, and as She was ready to slide into Him, a

hand pulled Her abruptly off of Him. Sateen was none to happy at Her sister Kali’s timing, for Her desires were not yet fulfilled. Kali whispered a few words in Sateen’s ear which seemed to calm her down and looked upon Joshua and said:

 

Oh Prince of Heaven, I beseech you to forgive my Sister’s exuberance conducted on Your person. She’s a headstrong and passionate Girl and when She sees something She desires, such as Yourself, Her emotions overcome Her and Her Mind shuts down. But I assure you no harm was meant and it was just Her way of showing You Her affection. As for my own and my siblings children they were just following the wishes of their Princess and thought it all as just a harmless game.

 

Joshua’s first inclination was to scream and run away from this band of maniacs and jump in His Mother’s Arms. But aside from the initial fright of having a pack of wolves encircle you and being almost raped by the largest one, a part of Him found it to be quite exciting and even a little bit of fun, especially since the Wolf that was raping Him was in reality that intoxicatingly beautiful Sateen. Another Part of Him was ashamed and humiliated by these events that overtook Him and He couldn’t wait to go back to His desert paradise and purge Himself from this contamination from Hell’s denizens. He was quite confused about this whole situation but He also knew He needed to be diplomatic and not say something that would cause His Mother to get cross with Him. He picked Himself off the ground and with as much dignity that he could muster he addressed His Sister Kali and His Cousin Sateen with these words:

 

 

Oh Daughter of Lilith and Princess of Hell, I take no offense at the trespass of my person being that it was done with no ill intent. I only ask that in the future one asks My permission before engaging in any playful encounter connected to My person. If you will forgive Me, I need to go clean Myself up and be at My Mothers side for when Death arrives. I bid You both farewell.

 

Joshua bowed to Kali and Sateen and knowing that they both watched His every step; walked with a slow and steady gait back to the gathering gate. But as soon as he turned the corner and away from their watching eyes, He ran like a hunted rabbit into His Mothers questioning Arms.

 

As Joshua faded from their view they both burst into laugher at His comical attempts at putting up a dignified façade. Sateen licked her lips and smelled the sweat on Her body and said to her sister with a wolfish grin:

 

He’s so juicy and delicious and His scent now permeates throughout My Body. No other will ever have Him but Me, for he is Mine to do with as I will- till the end of time…

 

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Caineth entered into the wood in search of His beloved. The only sound he heard was the thumpity thump, thump of his heart. The air smelled dank and the darkness felt suffocatingly toxic. His senses screamed out for him to turn back, but his love and need of Abeline outweighed his common sense that doom was just around the corner. The hairs on his back shot out like spikes as he heard his name being whispered all throughout the wood.

 

 

Caaaiinneeth Caaaiinneeth Caaaiinneeth Caaaiinneeth Caaaiinneeth Caaaiinneeth

 

He started to run blindly in the wood while screaming out Abeline’s name, not noticing the shadows that followed him. His heart raced and his head pounded as he was nearly becoming crippled with fear but he refused to give in to his fright and continued on. The air around him turned icy cold as he reached the clearing where earlier in the night he saw Abeline dance. The whispers stopped and all was dead silence once again. He felt a hand on his back and as he turned there stood Abeline. For one brief moment he felt joy as he embraced heR and held heR body close to his. But his joy was short lived, for heR breath smelled foul as shE brushed heR lips against his and as he looked into heR eyes he saw nothing but a stranger looking back. Everything about heR felt wrong and as he tried to break away from heR embrace heR grip upon him became tighter. In a raspy gutter like voice, so unlike Abeline’s, shE said:

 

 

Why do you pull away from your sweet Abeline, does not her nakedness please you? Is this not what you desire, to ravage your Abeline, to your hearts content? Do not resist mE, for if you do, your Abeline will be lost forever in a web of madness. Open up your manliness to mE and mY sisters, so that we might bask in its life giving juices.

 

Abeline/Mephistopheles threw Caineth to the ground and flung heRself on top of Him. Out of all the openings of heR body heR malignant horde of followers spewed out and feasted on Caineth’s manliness…

 

 

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© 2009 Robert Francis Callaci


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Robert Francis Callaci
my darkest chapter-

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I agree this is pretty dark as well as deep.
I like this.
Makes one ponder, very intrquing as well.



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Robert Francis Callaci
Robert Francis Callaci

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