<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Doomtown/Doomtown364_zps8fc2f536.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Lady Elisabeth Boyle<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>Member of the Collegium.<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Friday Christmas eve night, December 24th, 1875<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>not too long after midnight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Gomorra Volunteer Fire Brigade<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Theodore Howell, closed<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Elisabeth was keenly aware of the strength and power of the man as he held her and shifted her like a child. It was a strength she wanted warped around her...making her helpless ...taking her like she should be...<br/><br/>'stop STOP Elisabeth...fight this...just last 2 days...47 hours and change now...2 days that's all...'<br/><br/>She had never felt this aroused before...it was as if whatever the dream was struck out because of the holiday...showing its defiance. She knew she needed to get back to her home ...lock her self in..give her the time needed to recover...but she feared her bedroom...feared going back there.<br/><br/>She was placed in a rocking chair and as she clung to the man he pulled back and spoke the old words. As he bowed his head she did as well and whispered "Amen". She looked at the rosary and crucifix and her eyes got more haunted as she trembled. Was he some sort of priest? What would he think of her running nearly naked in the snow over a silly dream? Like a woman of course never the strength to deal with things! Her anger rose a bit, chasing the fear making it recede though not leave. Unfortunately that just made the raging need of her body become more so...she knew her nipples were hard points...she was so aroused... so wanting to be fucked and filled everywhere possible.<br/><br/>She shook her head, her damp yellow hair clinging around her lovely face. She took in a deep shuddering breath...as the fire began to warm her and drive some of the chill away.<br/><br/>Then he asked, “How you feelin' now, Elisabeth?”<br/><br/>Her eyes lifted to his, eyes now haunted by things other then the monsters but also alight with anger, "I have tired the 'Lord's Prayer' as well as half the bible in English and Latin and it has never helped. I know there is something Divine and greater then we are...and like I know there is something Divine ...I know what is in my 'dream' is real...It goes against Logic and reason flys in the face of fact, yet the motto of the Royal Society says<em>'Nullius in verba'</em>so how can it not exist until we prove they do not?...and we know new 'things' have been found of late ...things that should not exist but do...so please do not tell me it is only just a 'Dream'"<br/><br/>She felt the fire warm her and her feet feel better...she bent a bit and slipped the damp slipper on a foot then on the other, showing lengths of silken smooth leg. "T Thank you 'Teddy'...I should be going...i ..I need to get back home..."<br/><br/>Her body still trembled and the look on her face when she mentioned her 'home' was a mix of fear and loathing. She did not want to leave ...she wanted this man to have her...use her...make her moan in pleasure as she struggled helpless under him...she wanted the glowing eyes to claim her...<br/><br/>It was not that she disliked sex...in fact she enjoyed it but not like this....or maybe it was the only way she could truely enjoy sex...helpless...bound...<br/><br/>Her green eyes widen and she shakes her head trying desperately to get the image out of her head, her body trembles and she pulled her knees up to hug them tightly against her chest, shaking her head and whispering 'No fight it fight it...please God help me fight this' ...the rosary and crucifix shaking from the trembling of her hand.<br/><br/>As she shifted the duster dropped to the floor, though that did not concern her since her mind was warring with her body and her body was slowly winning. What else happened was as she pulled her knees up and wrapped her arms around them ...her robe parted...showing the man everything...her tight glistening pussy and small glistening pucker of her ass.<br/><br/>(http://i1217.photobucket.com/albums/dd394/Vithe_rothe/Doomtown/doomtown95_zps61870549.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Latin Translation</div><div class="spoiler_body">Latin for "on the word of no one" </div></div>