("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2005. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. You may post freely to non-commercial "free" sites, or in the "free" area of commercial sites. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- The Siren by Slim n' Dusty (slimndusty@yahoo.co.uk) *** A woman is housed in an institution where she is caught in bed with a young, dead man. The case is a complete mystery and, as such, her trial has been postponed. Rumour has it that she can lure young men to their death by harnessing their lust. The staff nickname her 'The Siren'. A new man is employed by the institution as a security guard, he is meant to monitor the woman and collect evidence, but at the same time is intrigued by her case. Can he solve the mystery, or will The Siren lure him also to a premature grave? (MF, v, axphixa, sn, nec) *** ‘Do you see her?’ Jeremy peered through the slot in the bolted door. ‘Yes, I can.’ The woman inside was standing in the centre of the room and staring back at him. Her gaze was fixed on him and she was smiling intently. ‘She’s been there a week now. Still settling down.’ ‘Why is she in there?’ ‘She was in her ward several weeks ago when staff found her with the body of a young man.’ Jeremy looked perplexed. ‘Was he murdered?’ ‘Well, at first he didn’t appear to be. When they carried out the autopsy, there had been no signs of a struggle. His body appeared completely unharmed, except one place...’ ‘Yes?’ ‘It was after they began moving him away from her that she began to fight them, so they put her in here after they examined her. They’re still trying to work it out.’ ‘What did they find?’ ‘With the guy, it was when they put him on the gurney that they found...how should I say it...she’d been pleasuring herself with him all night!’ ‘While he was alive?’ ‘No. The results of the autopsy indicated that he’d died earlier in the night.’ ‘But how did she...you know...get off?’ ‘Well the guy who wheeled him off noticed that the guy had an erection.’ ‘After he was dead?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘But how could it stay up?’ ‘She gave him a postmortem erection and somehow tied it off! She tied his dick off with something and then had her way with him. The guy wheeling the gurney said that his dick had been well fucked, fucked raw. It also looked mottled with purple and black bruising, over a reasonably long time it had been gradually starved of oxygen.’ Jeremy’s sheltered mind was in speed and turmoil. Fucking hell, he thought. How could she do something like that and why? She looked attractive enough, so there couldn’t have been a problem getting guys. Why wasn’t this woman satisfied with loving a living guy? How could someone get off on that? Was it simply having total control over somebody? If so, then the only restraint on the guy was whatever she had put around his dick. The older guard said he had no other marks on his body. Just a blackened cock! The older guard noticed how Jeremy was thinking hard about the killing. He tried to ease the confusion. ‘It was all premeditated, so she must’ve spent time to work out how she could do something like that. They’re still collecting evidence but the staff here have already marked her as a killer, they now call her the siren.’ ‘The siren?’ ‘Yes, you know, from the ancient Greek Myth where men get lured to their deaths by the song of the beautiful sirens and shipwrecked and all that crap! Well, we think this guy was lured by her and then killed off through sheer lust. I think she communicated her lust to him and he responded. If this is the case, then he failed in his duty and became involved in an act of indecency with an inmate. He gave no struggle, no cries for help and she was content keeping him in bed with her like some full-sized pleasure toy. The results of her examination made it clear that she’d had prolonged, gradual intercourse with him. His DNA was in just about every orifice she possessed, but primarily in her vagina and anus.’ ‘Who was the guy?’ ‘He was a young man, our last security officer, and now you’ve been hired to replace him.’ The guard looked through the slot in the door. ‘She won’t try anything on us oldies. I’ve been working in the ward where she was at for months and months. She’s made no attempt. Not even a blink from her. I think she has a fixation for young men. She knows, with little effort, that young men are easy to entice. This makes it much easier to lure them in.’ Jeremy’s mind remained silent, but it suddenly clicked. Perhaps this is the reason why the hospital has hired me, is to see if she’ll try anything on me. The old guard must’ve heard his thoughts and broke the silence. ‘We’ve put CCTV in her chamber and we want to know what she’s doing...’ ‘...when she kills?’ ‘No, when she starts enticing people. This time she’ll be stopped before she takes anything further and we’ll have her on CCTV.’ ‘But her cell door is constantly locked. So how can she entice anybody that way?’ ‘We don’t know. We don’t even know if she can do it, but we’re going to keep her under observation for a period of time to see what she may or may not get up to.’ The older security guard took Jeremy through the rest of the building, but Jeremy only showed a partial interest in what he was being shown. He was thinking of the woman and what she’d done to the security guard who’d succumbed to her lust. He’d heard of the odd case of necrophilia, usually committed by a guy in a funeral home, but this one was different. It was a woman who liked to kill this time, kill while sating her desires with his body. To Jeremy it seemed hardly worth the jail time to do what she did, unless she was a complete nut. If she wasn’t a nut then there was something else he had to figure out, her deep- driven lust for freshly dead young men. Jeremy was led to a room with some tables and a coffee urn. He lifted a polystyrene cup from a towering stack and filled it. Nearby, he discovered biscuits in a tin. The older guard promised to return in ten minutes and show him the rest of the facilities... Over the next few weeks, Jeremy began to grow accustomed to the woman’s behaviour. His name seemed to have reached her before anybody else in that cell block and, when walking past her cell, he would hear her whispering his name. She would say it slowly and seductively. The whispers would echo out of her cell and into the passageway where he walked. Her whispers were full of absolute longing and, initially, he found it little effort to just ignore her. Over the weeks, her whispers continued unabated and soon they began to enter his dreams. At first, it was just her relentlessly calling his name. Sometimes, she would be begging, at other times she appeared in full control of herself. While on duty, he tried hard not to look into her cell. He didn’t want to see what she was doing with herself. He was terrified of being tempted by her the way she was tempting him in his dreams. Her domain was in his dreams and it was here where she unleashed her most seductive sounds and images. Sometimes he would hear her whispering out ‘Jeremy, look at me!’ Other times he would hear her moaning as if she were masturbating herself in long intervals. Sometimes the masturbation would last hours. Only a woman who held absolute mastery over her body could do that, he thought. In his dreams, his desires began to outgrow his cautiousness. He knew her as forbidden fruit in the absolute. But forbidden fruit would always be longed for by the curious and the horny, it would always find ways of enticing men and women even to an early death. Jeremy was a hot-blooded young man who admired the woman and who lusted after the female form in many of its wondrous varieties. His shift pattern gave him no social life and, aside from handing over cold cash for groceries in a supermarket, his primary contact with a female was this siren. And so he dreamt of her body, her breasts, her hips, curves, lips, her deep, dark and starving eyes. When he wasn’t at work he was buying porn magazines and films with actresses that resembled the siren. In his sleep he imagined her with smooth thighs parted and he began to come in his sleep like a pubescent male. He waited for his dreams to end but they didn’t. Always, she entered them and the nocturnal orgasms did not stop. He began to awake feverishly with a hard cock in the middle of the night, every night. The woman was infecting his reasoning and continued reaching for him with her mouth and entire body... While on duty, he began to stand at her cell door and look into her eyes. She would walk over and tell him that she needed him. Tell him that she wanted him in her body, snug and warm. She would show him her large breasts, so soft. Her taut nipples standing so proud and relishing a forthcoming victory over his eroding self-control. It was a rainy night when she held her fingers up to the small barred window that he caught the scent of her ripening sex. He began to smell the delicious aroma on her fingers. ‘Lick them,’ she whispered to him. Without hesitation he walked over and licked them. He licked and sucked each finger clean. She then presented her other hand, a new row of fresh glistening fingers. He sucked on them as she moaned. His cock began to strain against his pants as he fumbled for the key to gain entry. He was met with more seductive whispers as he squeezed past the gap in the cell. ‘Lie on top of me!’ she moaned. She felt his weight gradually shift down over her groin as she took the tip of his cock inside her. Jeremy moaned and closed his eyes as he felt the woman urging him to kiss her breasts, she continuously brushed them over his face. He felt the muscles in her vagina dance and undulate so slowly around him that she kept him away from coming. Instinctively he attempted to thrust himself inside, but he was continually blocked by her thighs and by her internally. If he wanted to be inside her, the siren would only permit the slow, gradual movement of her muscles to draw him completely inside. Two-thirds of the way in, he began to gasp as she nibbled on his ears. He felt her warm tongue shoot inside his ear canals as her whispers began once more. He groaned as her vagina completely swallowed his length. It began to constrict firmly around the base of his cock, completely subduing him. In between the visits her tongue made in his ear and her whispers, she cupped her ample breasts around his face. He made halfhearted, spasmodic attempts to get air, but she held him firmly between her soft, warm ample breasts. He tried to move his waist and thighs, but her legs held him tight. He was caught like a fly in a carnivorous plant, slowly weakening as she patiently drew the life force from his trapped member. Hungry for oxygen, Jeremy began to panic, he wondered if the CCTV was recording all this and how soon it would take before he was rescued by other guards. He tried to break away from her hold, but attempts to withdraw himself from her were met with a sharp pain as she tightened her grip around his cock. Her thighs held him in a vice. The woman began to moan as she waited in pleasurable anticipation for the signal she was expecting, Jeremy’s final act – a convulsive eruption deep inside her vagina. When his last warm load arrived she was not disappointed, she moaned as she felt the masculine strength of his dramatic parting shot, a shot that inundated the entirety of her ravishing love chamber. Withholding her own orgasms, she waited patiently as he lay still between her soft breasts and inside her, keeping him between her breasts as her vagina constricted ever more tightly around him, ensuring that the blood remained in his fully engorged cock. Preserving his state for her long anticipated night ahead... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 36