two Monsters

two Monsters by Bogdan Dragos

after tonight
he will never again
doubt that
madness
is ultimately
beautiful
yet
ultimately
not worth it

And her name was
Six

it’s not that weird when you’re
drunk

Though only he was
drunk
while she said she only
accepts energy drinks

They bought two cans
of Monster
from the vending machine
outside the bar
and when they got to his place
she asked him to put
them in the freezer

“But wrap them in a wet
paper towel first,” she
added. “It’s a cool
trick. They’ll be good to drink
in no time.”

“I don’t think I could
drink–”
he began

and she interrupted, “They’re
both for me.
But don’t worry
we’ll both benefit from
them.
You’ll see soon enough.”

She was pretty much the personification
of the goth style

Pretty much the first image
that would come to
any boy’s mind when
told to imagine a
‘big titty goth GF’

As they went into the
bedroom
and climbed into bed
he asked again for her
real mane

“I done did told you
already, darling. It’s Six.
My name’s Six. And it’s also
very unimportant.”

He was drunk enough to
let it slide

drunk enough to let a lot
of things slide

Though she would not let him
slide inside her

“Not yet,” she said. “We need
those cans of Monster
first.”

“What for?”
he asked

“You’ll see.
Hehe, like being teased?”

He watched her
and smiled and nodded

“I thought so. You really look
the type. And I really
love teasing. It’s the mildest
form of torture.
Do you like torture?”

“Uh… like what?”

“Either giving or receiving.
D’you like?”

“I don’t think o’ that.”

“Then perhaps it’s an
undiscovered detail about you.
Something you haven’t
explored yet. Imagine what a
shame it would be
to go through life without
knowing the absolute heights
of pain and pleasure.
To not know this
is hell.”

Again, too drunk
to be having a conversation. He
felt like listening to
someone read him
poetry.
So he just sat back in bed
naked
and watched her
and waited for those damn
cans to cool down in the
freezer

“Life is all about the ups
and downs of
the human experience,” she
went on, a dark smile
on her face.
"Yet so many people stop in the
middle. What truly wasted lives
they lead.
To never know the extremes
is a sin.
But it’s fine to be sinful. What’s
not fine is to
actively seek to avoid, to
stay away from
the extremes.
If you’re someone like that
then the gods will send you
a teacher, a guide
to show you the way.
I am that.
And I can only lead one follower
at a time, for it is
necessary that I give him my
full, undivided attention.
And all he needs is to
follow along
like a good dog.
That means to walk by my side on
all fours
while I hold him in a tight leash.
He must sit when I tell him
to sit and
look up at the sky when I tell him
to, and open up big
for me to piss into his mouth, spit
into it, put my cigarette
out against his tongue.
Like how it sounds?”

“Huh? I ain’t into–”

She was quick to silence
him with one slim finger
against the lips. “Shh. You don’t have to
fight it.
As a human being, this is
simply your true nature. It’s who
you are. Agree or not
your real self wants to touch
the limits. To go into the extremes.
It’s alluring. You can’t resist it.”

“I…”

“Look, I want you to lie down
for me. C’mon, on your back.
Lie down. Let me grab this.” She
placed her hand on his penis
and worked on
getting it hard again. “Good. Now
close your eyes. Close them
good for me
and try to relax. Breathe deep.
And accept that now, at this
time and in this place only my voice
exists for you.
You listen to it as it tells you to
imagine.
Imagine you are yourself
but in a world where you have power.
All of it. You can do
and have whatever you want. By
simply asking for it.
Now…
How long d’you think it’ll take for you
to get bored of
it all and
seek to go higher? Seek to go
into the extremes.
Remember, there are absolutely no
consequences to your actions
and you have anything you ask for.
How long will it take for you
to laugh at those
less fortunate than yourself? How long
until you rub it in their face?
Until you start playing games
with them
to amuse yourself, to relieve
boredom…
Their lives are in your hands.
Would you not command them to
walk on all fours
in your presence? And would you not
starve them to drive them
to desperation and then
feed them your feces? Piss on
them?
Would you not enact your wildest
most depraved fantasies with
them?
They’re your pawns. Make them fight
each other for a piece of
bread. Have them murder their own
children. Eat them. Have
a mother choose between fucking her
own son
or having her limbs removed one
by one. See the desperation in
her eyes
as she’s faced with the choice.
The dying light.
Have them beaten, whipped, suffocated,
cut a thousand times, branded with
the hot iron, raped. Oh, there
can be so much rape.
How do you feel about having a woman
glued to the ground on all fours, stuck
there so she can’t move
and then have a metal pipe inserted
between her legs. A long metal pipe.
Then build a fire to the other
end of it. It’s metal so it’ll
heat up, hehe. And tell her
that she has to make you cum with
her mouth before
the pipe heats up to the point of
melting her insides?
Doesn’t the thought just get
you hard?
But wait. What if she does make you
cum with her mouth
and you just let her
ordeal continue anyway, eh?
Hahahahah!”

He went completely soft
and shrank 
despite her hand
trying to achieve the
opposite result

“Listen,” he said, “I don’t know
about that…”

She brought her hand
to his face
started caressing his
cheek, tried to slide a finger
past his lips, but
he didn’t play to her script
anymore

“Oh, darling,” she said, “I see
you have a lot to
learn. But I’m here
for you. There’s nothing you
need to worry about.”

He opened his mouth
and she sealed it again
with a finger.

“I think the Monsters
are ready. I’ll go
get them.”

Indeed
cold as the rest of
the freezer.
Standing before him, she opened
one can and
gulped it down
and then followed with
the other

He watched her
mute

watched as she then went into
the bathroom
and came out completely
naked, holding only a white
towel that she threw on
the bed
“Lie down and put that
over your face. I’ll piss
on you. Ever been waterboarded
before?”

He just looked at her
with the
saddest eyes

It made her
smile so bright

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