Behind the Bleeding Veil

Ryan walked in to his bedroom. He felt uneasy, sick. Thinking about what he had done earlier made him uncomfortable. It was everything he had been against. Although, since getting with Faustine, everything he had done seemed to be against what he believed in. There was a hold she seemed to have on him that he couldn't explain.

He remembered back when he first got interested in girls and would do just about anything to date one. All his old hardcore crushes came flooding back to him and how he had made a fool of himself trying to get with them. Yet none seemed to hold a candle to what he'd done since meeting Faustine. Something would have to change and change soon. He couldn't live like this. He sat down on his bed to contemplate what his next move should be. He didn't bother to turn on the lights; setting alone in the darkness helped him focus, clear his head, think.

He was lost in thought when he heard his bedroom door closed.

He looked over and saw a shape in the moonlight. It was undeniably feminine, the curves of the body too pronounced (almost cartoonishly so) to be anything else but; BUT - the form was also covered in hair. Burning red eyes glowed from a face shrouded in impossible shadows. Long, sharp claws glistened and reflected the moonlight. One large, bat like wing, stuck out as if for the sole purpose of making sure it could be seen. Darkness swirled around it in a way no natural shadow would, exposing bits and pieces of it but never the full thing.

Ryan went to gasp but the thing was on him before he could make a sound. It pinned him to the bed. With one hand it held his head back; with the other, it swiped and tore in to his throat. Blood poured and then gushed from the ever increasing wounds on his neck. It backed up in his wind pipe and he began to choke on his own it. Swipe after swipe, more of his neck was torn away until his head was only attached by the spine. The thing then took his head in both hands and jerked it free of that last tether and held it aloft, turning it so that the very last image Ryan would ever see was his own headless corpse.

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Regina sat on her bed, her back against her headboard, legs outstretched. She just sort of looked off into a nowhere point. Beside her on the bed were two pictures: one of her and Faustine and the other of her and Beth. She loved Faustine to an unhealthy degree. She could see that now. Because of her, she allowed a man to have sex with her while she was menstruating and more than that, cum inside her. Just the memory, the idea that she had done so made her ill. Faustine had shown her, taught much but extracted a heavy price in return. Maybe she should go with Beth? Beth loved her in a way that was more pure, more selfless (and she didn't have to share Beth with anyone else). Tomorrow she would see Beth, talk to her, see if maybe she could have a second chance.

The lights suddenly went out in her room.

Regina startled back into the present. Something could started climbing through her body. Her limbs went numb and she found it hard to breathe. Something was definitely wrong, really wrong, extremely wrong. She tried to move but couldn't. All she could was watch as her bedroom door slowly opened and a figure stepped in. It walked to the foot of her bed and the lights suddenly came back on.

Regina gasped as she saw who it was. Even though it was bent, covered in bloody fur with claws, wings, glowing, red eyes, and a sinister smile which revealed sharp, vicious fangs; there was no mistaking that it was in fact - Faustine.

"Hey sweetie, wanna let mommy eat that bloody pussy of yours?" it asked in a voice that was guttural and mocking.

Regina screamed and leapt from her bed in a feeble attempt to escape. Faustine grabbed Regina by her hair and threw her against the wall. A huge chunk of her hair still remaining in her clawed hand. Regina hit the wall so hard both her shoulder and the wall broke on contact. She tried to scream in pain but had no breath to do so. Faustine walked over to her and started removing Regina's pants. Regina kicked as hard as she could. Faustine grabbed Regina's legs and sunk her claws deep into the flesh causing fiery bolts of pain to shoot up through her body. Then with supernatural force, Faustine pulled Regina's legs apart with such power that her leg joints ripped out of the hip socked, muscles, sinew, and skin ripping apart in a sickening, wet sound. Blood poured from the gaping wounds, drenching Regina's lower body.

Regina, in a voice of physical and emotional agony started praying; asking God for forgiveness and apologizing for straying from His path. Fluttershy smiled and laughed as she slowly crawled up Regina's body. Her face came to within an inch of Regina's. She took her right hand and gently, lovingly stroked Regina's cheek.

"Your god is dead. My friends and I killed him a few years ago. He was also the Devil as well. Did you know that? Yahweh was Lucifer. He's the one who had Christ killed because he didn't want the competition. You're praying to a corpse," Fluttershy cooed in a voice that was somewhere between a lover trying to seduce her mate and a mother trying to comfort a scared child.

"YOU LIE!" Regina screamed in anger and fear.

"Yes, I do, but not about this." Fluttershy then held Regina's head in an unbreakable grip and started kissing her. She then let go, undid Regina's jeans, stuck her hand down her pants, and began to rub Regina's vaginal lips. Regina cried in disgust and humiliation, nearly vomiting in her mouth but Fluttershy gently shushed her.

"Shh, shh. No, no, I owe you this. I couldn't have done this without you. You see, I'm on a very important mission here. Unfortunately there are some very powerful people who could easily stop me if they found out what I was doing. Luckily the Oblitus Libro Sequutur Somnia had the perfect spell to stop them; I just needed a few things. The mixture of the life juice of the perfect man; the man who is equal parts of all races; and the menstrual blood of the corrupted innocent, which was yo my darling.

"Of course I couldn't tell who they were just by looking at them but luckily the book had a solution for that. My amulet, the one you and Ryan loved so much, only the two who met the requirements of the spell would be able to see it. As soon as you and he commented on it, I knew you two were the ones."

Regina started to convulse and then she busted out crying. Fluttershy knew immediately she had caused the girl to orgasm and now Regina was filled with self hate and loathing because of it. Fluttershey removed her hand and forced her fingers into Regina's mouth.

"There sweetie, one last taste of pussy before you go," Fluttershy said softly. She then pulled her hand back and thrust it forward, smashing Regina's head against the wall, causing it to explode, sending bits of brain, skull, hair, and blood to fly everywhere.

Fluttershy stood up and licked her hands clean. This was only the beginning. She had much to do yet before the night was over. It was time to fly home, remove the rest of the threats, retrieve one very special ingredient, and finish her quest to go beyond the veil. She slid Regina's bedroom window open and took flight, her heart full of joy.